playing with fire !

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[fieryxprincess]

powerofabsorption​:

“Now you’re bein’ too hard on yourself.” Rogue responded in a comforting tone. She’d held onto Hana to stop the young mutant from combusting. “Here, let me see.” She’d dealt with John Allerdyce and his son, so she knew how to help pyro mutants control their flame. “Hold out your hand.”

Fear that she’d burn Rogue seemed legitimate. But at the other’s request, Hana held out her hand, palm facing upwards. “I don’t think  this is a good idea.” She stated, aware that her flames would go wild if her emotions started to interfere with her concentration. 

[fieryxprincess]

@museswithattitude asked:

"What are you doing here?" The mutant cop asked." It's dangerous."

Hana had nowhere to go, uncertain if she had been followed or not. The woman had tried her best to blend in with the civilians and yet, she had lost her best friend and her parents in the process. She had relied on Mikhail more than she realized; for safety, companionship and laughter. Without him, her life felt empty. She was stunned by the cop, caught off guard since she assumed her presence had been less noticeable. “I have nowhere else to go.” Her admittance was small, so as to keep onlookers and people passing by from getting suspicious. “I need help,” Hana then added, eyes reaching his. “Can you help me?” She wondered, worried she’d have a target on her back without shelter soon.

[fieryxprincess]

little thing for: @powerofabsorption || rogue & hana

“At this rate, I’ll never be able to control my powers.” Hana expressed, defeated in her tone, her body language. Overwhelming emotions caused her to have outbursts where flames would liter her body, set things ablaze in her wake. She was losing hope.

[fieryxprincess]

ooc: working on a new biography! trying to make icons where i can. i have ZERO of her, so my posts will remain icon less until further notice!

[blackpinkig]

roses_are_rosie

[yxxna]

⛹️‍♀️🏀

[kpopgirls-x]

[jaendeukie-deactivated20221208]

a little bit of chaesoo moment 💖

[lovesckl]

[fieryxprincess]

kisscflife​:

“Hana, wait a second!” Jasmine protested, unable to hold back a nervous chuckle. “I’m not sure I want my fortune read today– the last week or so has been tough. A bright future might not be in the cards for us.” Despite her warning, the brunette reluctantly followed after her friend. “Is it too late to back out?” Jazzy nibbled on her lower lip before sighing in defeat; she’d always give in to Hana, seeing as she had a soft spot for the redhead.

Leading the way towards the psychic’s office, Hana shook her head and let out a brief laugh. “Don’t be so worried!” Her bubbly voice spilled from her lips with excitement. As they came upon the building, the redhead reached for Jasmine’s hand and tugged at her arm playfully. “We already came all this way. I’d say it is too late.” Propping open the door to the establishment, Hana waved her arm, gesturing for Jasmine to walk in first.

[jensoo]

hearts from chaesoo 💘💞💓💕💖

[fieryxprincess]

🔮 - see a fortune teller  || @kisscflife | JASMINE

“Come on, Jazzy!” Hana laughed, the sound enveloping the two in the room. “You promised.” Strawberry blonde locks fell over Hana’s face before she ceased her laughter. Brushing them aside, she tucked some of her hair behind her ear, smile still vibrant on her face. “We both agreed that seeing a fortune teller could be fun.” Both her brows wiggled on her face, smile finally fading.

[femaleidols]

oh miss rosé… ♥

[juliachoi]

(200705) how you like that - rosé

[kaliumpop]

[asterologie]

ROSÉ + LOVESICK GIRLS M/V

[fieryxprincess]

mikhailthecoldhearted​:

Mikhail hadn’t thought to keep Hana in the dark about the touchy subject of war. There was only so much he could protect her from, after all. “I only just learned about it last week. Quake kept some documents well-hidden in her study, but I ended up finding them and you know the rest. I wanted to overthrow her because of the lies; everyone in Sanctuary needs to know of the bloodstained past. Life isn’t just sunshine and rainbows– it can get stormy and dangerous if, say, Mutants like us showcase our unique… talents. Normal people will stop at nothing to destroy us, and I can’t say I’d blame them. Everyone fears that which they don’t understand.” His arms trembled slightly, though he usually was more careful about revealing his weaknesses to others’. During his childhood, Mikhail subconsciously knew he was different from the mundane. His powers to absorb other Mutant’s abilities surfaced when he became a preteen. He’d cried harder than ever that day as his touch almost completely drained a wanted fugitive’s telekinetic energy. The criminal had been apprehended, promising they’d find Mikhail and murder him and his family for what he’d done. That triggered something in the Russian, causing him to violently lash out. He forcefully pushed everything and everyone away, leaving debris and lifeless bodies behind. That was merely the first time he used the accursed powers. When he met Hana many years down the road, Mikhail had grown stronger as he’d discovered a way to repress everything that made him gifted. He immediately sensed something different about the Korean woman, but never said anything until he witnessed her pyrokinetic abilities. 

“We have more than enough for now.” The brunette informed the blonde, feeling a pang of guilt for cutting Owen short. “I’m sorry for… mentioning something you’d much rather forget. Take care of yourself.” The Angel reached into his jacket, unflinching as he plucked a few feathers from his concealed wings. “I’d say these are souvenirs, but they’re actually more than that. They’ll ward of viral Mutants and keep you hidden from ordinary folk until they turn black. Then, they’re practically useless.” He handed the soft feathers to Hana, figuring she needed them most. 

Hana hadn’t known Mikhail too long, but she knew him long enough to recognize his sturdy exterior falter. “So that’s why she kicked you to the curb?” It was all making sense now, Quake’s anger at her best friend as he was scolded. The Korean reached for Owen’s wing feathers and tucked them safely into her jeans pocket near her left hip. “Thank you.” The blonde offered him a gracious grin, a thankful one at that. Knowing that virals were still running loose and the government was ready to try and take out all mutants was a scary thought. Hana’s grin fell sadly after a moment, silently wishing her parents were still there with her. That was a thought better left untouched for now. Reaching out to Mikhail, her slender digits curled around his wrist, the woman tugging at him gently so they could leave the small gas station.Releasing him after she approached the exit, she allowed herself to exit, giving one last nod of her head in thanks to Owen. The warm air brushed her pale skin, reminding her that it was the dead heat of summer. Spinning on her heel, she peered up at the Russian male, eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Were you ever going to tell me about why Quake was kicking you out of Sanctuary?” It wasn’t that it mattered much, Hana would’ve followed him until the ends of the earth. “Not that it’s a problem. Just that my nagging curiosity would’ve probably killed me.”