"riot at xavier's" isn't really my favorite arc but it gave me one of my favorite x-characters: quentin quire
Started liking this guy mostly at Jason Aaron's "Wolverine And The X-Men" which gave us a new perspective on his character and also a nice character development along with new relationships both with teachers and students. Went from asshole to actually wanting and liking to be a good guy, well done!
One of my favorite aspects about WATXM is how Quentin's change happens with the help of Wolverine and the development of a teacher-student bond. Logan sees that Quentin is still young and an idiot and that he can change and maybe just needs some assistance. Quentin gets there with a little help from his friends and also by working himself to be better because he starts liking to be a good guy. It's a redemption arc that feels natural.
From here, Quentin Quire had a lot of potential. Newly-redeemed, wanting to do good, having a really interesting friend group, cool powers, being an omega telepath and even a potential in romance stories. I'm sure he could do well in the newest X-Men group or as a new member in an already-existing one/new lineup
Strain's "Generation X" really had me hopeful because there were characters I liked set in a scenario that give a similar vibe to Aaron's WATXM at the same time introducing us some new stories and developing these characters to new places. I was kinda sad to see Quentin's arc was basically rebooted.
His development is sort-of-reversed for the sake of having this redemption arc again in a much similar way: a teacher (now Jubilee), some friends (this Generation X) and Quentin himself works towards a redemption to his character. While I would say this one is kinda excusable, because maybe he just wasn't coping well with Logan's death combined with being around a new mentor figure and (some) new friends, I can't really excuse Thompson's "West Coast Avengers"
Quentin is once again put in a new setting and in a new team and is an asshole who has to grow through another redemption arc that feels the same as Generation X's. At some point, it really feels like Thompson didn't really bother to read some of Quentin's past books or at least WATXM. Besides, I really dislike this redemption arc.
"Generation X" and WATXM focused on a redemption through a mentor figured which is a lot better (to me, at least) than what it felt as a "changed by love". Basically what I got was "Quentin has a romantic relationship with Gwen and that motivated him to change" and really that is so ???
Sorry, Gwentin shippers, but I really dislike this couple. It really feels like a changed-by-love story and completely ignores the way Logan and Jubilee took care of him. It's the most important relationship Quentin has in the book and that love-hate thing was so based on a mischaracterization of Quentin that it Did Not Feel Right.
Quentin was being constantly sidelined by the team and mostly of them either blatantly ignored him or had fights with him. They only have like a single scene that indicates they are heading towards a better friendship. That's it. Don't get me wrong, I like West Coast Avengers and I understand people who like, but it mischaracterizes Quentin and reverts his development a lot.
Which is sad, because WCA Quentin is my favorite Quentin art
If I were in charge of Marvel Studios, I would either continue the Generation X storyline with them doing good ol' superhero missions and developing as teen heroes or would have made Quentin and his Jean Grey School friends start their own superhero team and develop as teen heroes and trying to handle it all without adults around. Probably with a lot of goofy missions like WCA's land-sharks.
I would start talking about the new X-Force book by Benjamin Percy but it has taken such a weird story with Quentin and Phoebe and Quentin dying then coming back as an old man that it deserves its own post.
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Christmas Surprise
Wolverine and the X-men onshot
Pairing: Warren Worthington III x OC
Summary: Warren decides to surprise his girlfriend for Christmas
Word Count: 2.2k
Warnings: fluff, just a little steamy at the end but not a lot
Author's note:
So, I made @mistys-blerbz watch two of my favorite X-men shows - X-men Evolution (2000) and Wolverine and the X-men (2009). We've been exposing one another to different shows and encouraging one another to create OC's for those shows. So, Misty created a character.
But we quickly realized that there is literally no fics for Angel other than the X-men Apocalypse version, and if I'm being honest, I really don't like that version of him. So, of course I had to go and write my own to satisfy us both.
Also, please don't steal my work! I don't own X-men characters or the OC (which belongs to @mistys-blerbz), but this is my own idea.
Elsie hummed happily to the Christmas music that echoed throughout the station. The place was decorated wildly for the holiday. Lights hung from the ceiling and wrapped around several railings. The large red and gold Christmas tree was put up in the lobby. Elsie always loved the train set that was always placed at the base of the tree, especially since the train was replaced with a bright fire truck. When she was younger, she used to lay in front of the tree and watch the train go round and round the base.
She could hear her family chattering around the place, cheering at the football game or laughing at the poker game they had started. The sounds made her feel a sense of peace, filling her heart with warmth. And while she wanted to join them, Elsie had claimed charge of the grill, cooking up enough food to feed a small army. Fire fighters sure knew how to eat. Not that she minded. She was used to cooking for large groups of people. The kids at the Institute could easily rival her Chicago family.
“Dinner smells great, kiddo,” Frank said as he came up next to her. “Glad to see you’ve still got it.”
“I’m hurt, Frank! You think I’d lost it?”
Frank smiled and pressed a kiss to the side of her head. The fire chief was like a father to her. He had graying hair and a full mustache that looked straight from the 80’s, but always had a charming look to him. Elsie guessed he was quite the lady’s man back in the day.
“Never.”
“Good. Now get the hell out of my kitchen. I’m working.”
Frank laughed as he stepped away.
“Ya hear that, boys? She’s home for all of two minutes and she’s already taking over!”
“Damn right!” Elsie called.
“She can take over all she wants!” she heard Ben shout back. “She cooks better than you can, old man!”
Elsie simply smirked at Frank, who looked shocked at the comment.
She loved her family, as crazy and nontraditional as it was.
When she was a baby, she was left at the fire station by her parents. The reason they hadn’t wanted her? She was a mutant, born with green skin, white hair, and golden eyes. The firefighters at the station had decided to take her in rather than turn her over to Child Services, knowing that she would have a better chance growing up with them instead of more than likely jumping foster homes. They gave her a room just for her and taught her everything she knew.
They hadn’t cared about her appearance. In fact, they loved her for it. One of the first things they requested when she had arrived was that she turn off her image inducer bracelet and remain in her true form. The only other time she got to be in her own skin was when she was at the Institute or on missions with the X-men.
Elsie couldn’t have asked for a better family. She loved getting to come home for the holidays and be with them. They always made time for her, even leaving their own families for a time so that they could spend time with her.
The only thing that could possibly make this time better was if her special someone were there with her. The very thought of him made her smile.
She had been dating Warren for several months now. Like her, he was a mutant with a physical mutation. They had gone to college together but did not officially get together until after they both joined the X-men.
The only downside was that neither of their families knew of their relationship.
Warren’s reasoning was straightforward: his father was a big public figure, the CEO of Worthington Industries, with a very vocal dislike for mutants. He even funded several anti-mutant projects. Having a mutant as a son was a “bad look” for Mr Worthington in general, so to learn that his son was dating one would be an even bigger blow to his image.
Elsie’s reasoning was a little more complicated. Her family consisted of a bunch of overprotective fire fighters. They would not hesitate to grill Warren given the chance, possibly even give the “if you hurt our girl” speech. As much as she wanted Warren to meet her family, she was nervous about the responses they would receive.
Elsie smiled when the meat finished on the grill, quickly putting it all on a large plate. She had timed everything perfectly so the food was all finishing around the same time.
She let out a loud whistle, knowing it would catch everyone’s attention.
“Dinner’s ready!” she shouted. “Come and get it while it’s hot!”
In the distance, she could hear people moving around to come upstairs. But she wasn’t expecting to hear a voice in the kitchen with her.
“Think there’s room for one more?”
Elsie whipped around to face the source, her eyes wide.
“Warren?!”
“Hey, sweetheart,” he said with a grin.
She gaped at him as he maneuvered through the kitchen to approach her. She wrapped her arms around him - she could never resist a hug from him. He picked her up briefly, swinging her around a little before setting her back on her feet. Her hands subconsciously drifted toward his back, fingers tracing familiar patterns there.
“What the hell are you doing here?” she asked.
“Thought I’d surprise you,” he said.
“But I thought you were spending Christmas with your father?”
He shrugged.
“I told him that I wanted to check out the Chicago lab, see how things were going. I just came from there.”
“You faked an excuse? To come here?”
He nodded, but was slowly looking a little unsure.
“Was that okay?”
“Of course!” He had faked an excuse to his father just so he could spend time with her. She hugged him again, planting a kiss on his lips. “I just wasn’t expecting it!”
“Hence why it’s a surprise, Els.”
A loud cough broke in, drawing the couple’s attention away from each other and toward the kitchen entrance. Elsie winced when she saw that nearly everyone was piled into the doorway staring at them. Slowly, they trickled in and all eyes were on the pair.
“Who the hell is this?” Todd asked.
Elsie smiled sheepishly, linking her arm with Warren’s, who smiled politely at them all.
“Guys, this is Warren,” she said slowly. “My boyfriend.”
There were varying expressions of surprise on their faces. Elsie waited anxiously to see what they would do.
Frank stepped forward first, arms dropping from where they were crossed over his chest. Warren offered his hand to him.
“Warren Worthington. Pleasure to meet you, sir,” he said.
Frank scanned him over briefly before taking his hand and shaking it.
“Pleasure’s all mine. It’s great to finally meet you, Mr Worthington,” Frank said.
“Please, call me Warren.”
“You taking care of our girl, Warren?”
He chuckled a little, almost nervously. He looked at Elsie, flashing her a smile before turning back to Frank.
“Doing my best. But some days it’s more like she’s taking care of me.”
The fire chief smiled.
“She tends to do that. Hey, why don’t you take off your coat? Stay for dinner.”
Warren glanced at Elsie. She gave him an encouraging smile and a small nod. Warren took a breath before he shrugged off his coat. Elsie watched his wings unfurl, stretching them a little to get more comfortable. They seemed to glow in the kitchen lights. As Warren folded up his coat, Elsie looked at her family. They looked even more surprised than before, but they also appeared to be in awe.
“Woah,” Joe breathed.
Elsie smiled at Warren before clapping her hands.
“All right! How about we put the food on the table and eat?”
The rest of the night passed without incident. Of course her family wanted to know everything, so dinner mostly consisted of questions being fired left and right. Sometimes someone would say something that caught Elsie off guard and caused her to groan in embarrassment. In response, Warren would place his hand on her thigh. He’d squeeze it every now and then but would primarily rub his thumb gently over her skin.
But his actions did little to calm her down. In fact, he only succeeded in getting her to go from embarrassed to horny. And that damn man knew exactly what he was doing to her, that little smirk told her everything.
Warren had offered to help Frank clean up from dinner, much to Elsie’s annoyance. She wanted nothing more than to drag him up to her room. But he had chosen to socialize instead, wanting to get to know her family.
Damn, pretty boy.
In all honesty, she loved seeing him openly interact with her family. Warren rarely got to be himself in public, but he didn’t need to put up a front with them. It warmed her heart to see just how comfortable he was with everyone.
The hours slowly went by and things eventually settled down. Most of the crew went home to their families, a few staying in case of emergency. Elsie and Warren said their good nights to everyone before they headed upstairs to her room.
Once the door was shut though, Elsie was practically on top of Warren. The man laughed, putting his hands on her hips and squeezing them in the way that Elsie loved.
“Woah there, sweetheart. Seems like someone is a little excited.”
“It’s your own damn fault,” she said, tugging at his sweater. “You kept touching my thigh during dinner, then brushing up against me throughout the rest of the night.”
Warren hummed, grinning as he pressed a kiss to her lips.
“Can’t help it, beautiful. I love seeing you all confident and happy. Plus you look amazing tonight. I love seeing this version of you.”
Elsie smiled.
“I guess I can forgive you. But only if you get these damn clothes off.”
“Way ahead of you.”
The two fell into bed, losing themselves in each other.
Elsie sighed as she settled comfortably on Warren’s bare chest.
“God, I missed this.”
“What sex?” Warren said with an amused look.
“No. Well, yes. But no, I meant you.”
Warren smiled. He gripped her chin and pulled her face up to his so he could kiss her sweetly. Elsie hummed happily.
“I missed you too, sweetheart,” he said. “I’m glad I was able to come by.”
Elsie chuckled.
“I still can’t believe you lied to your dad just to come here.”
“Hey, I’d much rather spend time with you than with a father who barely talks to me. Your family is much more fun. You all seem very close.”
“I’d like to think so. They all basically raised me after my parents left me here. I’d never ask for a better family.”
“Don’t let the kids back at the Institute hear you say that. They might take offense.”
“What they don’t know won’t hurt them.”
Warren laughed. He tugged her closer and buried his face in her shoulder, pressing a kiss to her skin. Elsie smiled. He never could get enough of her, though the feeling was definitely mutual.
“Oh, I just remembered,” she said. “Can I ask you something?”
“Anything.”
“Before dinner, Frank said it was great to finally meet you. Any idea what that was about?”
Warren nodded. He seemed a little nervous suddenly, but he spoke up anyway.
“Since we were in college, I’ve been giving monthly donations to the station. And when there was that accident a few years back when this place flooded, I helped pay for the repairs. So Frank and I have actually had a little bit of communication since all that.”
Elsie had pushed herself up so she could stare at Warren. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
“But all that… that was before we even started dating.”
He nodded.
“Yeah, I know. And I didn’t tell you because I didn’t know how you’d react. But I wanted to support the station because I knew how much it meant to you, and I knew how much they did to take care of you.” He reached up to cup her cheek, swiping his thumb over her freckles. “I hope that’s okay.”
Elsie could feel tears in the corners of her eyes but she refuses to let them fall. She laughed a little and surged down to kiss him. He was momentarily caught off guard but wrapped his arms around her to bring her closer. Elsie adjusted so she was straddling him, thick thighs on either side of his hips. She pulled away enough to look at him, a wide smile gracing her lips.
“It’s more than okay,” she said. “I just wasn’t expecting that. I knew the station was receiving donations, but Frank never told me who they were coming from. I just… thank you.”
Warren smiled, brushing her white hair back behind her ear.
“Of course, Els. I love you.”
“I love you too, Warren.” A little devilish smirk slowly spread across her face as she rolled her hips. “Now why don’t I show you just how much?”
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