don't you ever tame your demons

all you have is your fire // and the place you need to reach Mei Akihiro Naknao, 24, mutant and proud

[fiireandfury]

cfakihiros‌:

“I don’t need to.” Aki responds shortly. It’s probably. uncalled for, he knows, but he’s not exactly the most patient person these days, especially when people are very clearly trying to mark something. He just can’t put his finger on it, he can’t quite pinpoint exactly what it is he can sense, what he can smell, but he doesn’t trust it. He doesn’t trust his own senses today, today’s not a good day so he can’t rely on the weird feeling of familiarity that doesn’t make any sense because he doesn’t know her. All he knows is there’s something about this girl and he doesn’t know what it is - and the unknown is just something he can’t help but be cautious of. “You don’t exactly hide it well.”

Mei was used to people making snap judgements about her, but that in no way meant she liked it. Maybe she had a gratitude problem, or maybe she’d learnt the hard way to be wary of anything that came her way. Demon, freak, mutie, it was only ever a matter of time before a little slip up on her part was reason to hate her based on what she was. So, even here, where it was more than likely that anyone person she talked to was powered, she was suspicious. Especially when a random guy gave her a strange look and told her what her flaws were before they even knew each other. Her defenses were raised, on guard and ready. “Is that so? Then why even say anything at all?”

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professionaltrouble‌:

The cut on her lip stung, but not as much as what had sparked the fight. freak. mutie. The names tasted bad on her tongue. She’d heard worse, but years had taught her never to let an insult go unpunished. Some might argue that she was only proving them right, all the politicians and protesters and assholes. But she didn’t care; it felt good, and it shut up at least of the thousands of voices. And even if she’d pay the price for it now, in the dean’s office, it would be worth it. Thalia looked up as someone walked in, mentally bracing for a shitstorm. “Before you say anything, he had it coming.”

“I’m sure he did.” Mei was no stranger, nor opposer, to defending herself against bullies and aggressors. She didn’t know exactly what whoever this girl had fought had said, but she’d seen a flash of powers before it had been broken up. Mei folds her arms across her chest. “I’d have done the same.”

[bargalaxies]

last time, i just had to stand by and watch. this time, i can’t. nico, this is the last chance. please come home.

runaways [2.13] split up

[fiireandfury]

@cfakihiros said:  ‘ You have a real gratitude problem, you know that? ‘ 

Mei stared at the young man. “Yeah? And what makes you say that? You don’t know me.”

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stcnecld‌:

“That’s certainly one way to put it, personally I’d say it’s all that kind of sickeningly cutesy that everyone seems to go crazy for.” N’Lani didn’t mind the cold too much, it could be worse, she supposed.

Mei snorts quietly, nodding. “Sickeningly cutesy is about right,” she agrees. “Never exactly been my thing.”

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rexlcgan‌:

Rex hated how useless his powers were, how he had to conceal his hands so he didn’t accidentally kill anyone. Rex enjoyed the market, loved the concept of the holidays, but he blinked at the fire that sprouted from her hands, knowing full-heartedly that he would never have that advantage. “I think it’s supposed to get colder,” Rex mentioned as he tries to avoid showing his sparked interest. “That’s a cool trick though like, it’s useful.” 

Colder? Mei has to suppress a shudder. “I might just walk into the bonfire then,” she replies, deadpanned, holding her hands close to her body. It’s not until he directly mentions her powers though that she looks at the young man. “Thanks.” She’s naturally suspicious, always is when people take an interest in her powers.

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kylerynr‌:

“Yeah, I’m not really used to this whole WINTER thing.” Kyle had lived in California his entire life so this was such a major adjustment for him. “God, I miss warm weather.”

“I thought I’d be used to it by now.” Mei had always preferred the heat; as a kid she figured it was just a matter of where she grew up, though now she wonders if it’s more to do with her powers. 

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lilskent‌:

“Isn’t it? Dangerously cute really, I’ve bought way too many things because they were cute and the market just… puts you into a good mood.” She gushed, before turning to see who had been talking. “That’s pretty cool.” Gesturing towards the other’s hands, before gesturing around them both. “I’m sure there’s a few people around who’d be jealous of that ability.” 

The girl who replied seemed to completely miss Mei’s tone when she’d said cute. But the reaction she got when the blonde saw her fire made Mei forget about that. It was... strange, to have someone react positively to her powers and not even seem to notice the horns on her head. “Yeah? At this time of year, probably.”

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@abloodyripper

It had been years since Mei had been home to Australia. Although when she thought of home there, she didn’t think of the small house in the suburbs that she grew up in most of her life. No, after everything that happened there, that place held too many bad memories. Instead, she thought of the expansive outback, and the farm she’d lived on while her parents fought out their divorce. Feeling free out there. But she didn’t often think of it these days.

Seeing him though, seeing his face, it brought it all back. It had been years, and he’d changed a lot, but Mei still recognised Jasper Harkness. On another continent, in this strange town’s winter market, she still recognised him.

 “Never thought I’d see you this side of the world.”

[lifeinpoetry]

“can’t burn me/ if I am already on/ fire.”

— Katie Pukash, from “When They Try to Cut the Manic Out of Me They Realize That I Am an Always Burning Fire,” published in The Rising Phoenix Review

[fiireandfury]

“This is... cute.” Mei wanders through the market, feeling a little out of place. Cute, after all, wasn’t exactly her forte. She adjusts her sunglasses and lights a fire in her hands with a snap of her fingers, holding it close to keep herself warm. “God, it’s freezing out.”