windrider.

GODDESS / WIND RIDER / X-MEN

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( angelica ross. 38. she/her. trans woman. ) are you a HERO? something tells me that the flash of lightning in the sky, a nurturing touch, plants growing strong make you who you are, ORORO MUNROE. with the powers of WEATHER MANIPULATION, you’re sure to have a dignified, haughty personality — and you definitely belong to SWORD. were you listening to GREEN GARDEN by LAURA MVULA on your way to the subway? it suits you. we can’t wait to see what you do next! ( jess. 25. she/her. aest. ) @reshieldedintro​

character name: Ororo Munroe / Storm age: 38 faceclaim: Angelica Ross voiceclaim: Angelica Ross skill set: Weather manipulation, temperature moderation, lightning generation  affiliations: X-Men family: N’Dare and David Munroe (parents); Kitty Pryde (daughter figure); + all the X-Men zodiac: Virgo wiki link: here

was your character “blipped” out? if so, what did they return to and how is it affecting them? if not, who important to them was blipped out, and what has it felt like after those five years have passed? 

Ororo was not blipped and remained with the X-Men during the five years that passed over. She was deeply heartbroken by the loss to the whole world, but also of many of her dearest friends among the X-Men. She concentrated on helping the mutants that remained behind and teaching the younger generation that was left, wanting to keep what they could of their community alive. Now that everyone is back, Ororo is relieved beyond words, but worried. Such catastrophic events cannot be easily recovered from. 

where are they living? are they living with anyone?

Ororo is living at the school, where she still teaches classes when she is able. Now that the rest of the X-Men have returned, she feels comfortable taking some time off from teaching to go back to actively serving on a team, in this case, for SWORD. 

why is your character affiliated with who they’re affiliated with?

Ororo would rather work with the X-Men, but she believes it is her duty to help rebuild the world and for that reason is aligned with SWORD for now. During the five years everyone was gone she mostly retired from active hero work to focus on teaching, which was difficult for her in some ways, missing actively fighting.

who are their major friends, allies, and foes?

Her major friends are the X-Men, particularly her dearest friend Jean Grey, who Ororo has been close to since her early days with the team. Ro is also close to Logan, Kurt and Scott, but considers all the X-Men to be her family, particularly given she lost her own parents when she was young. She does not easily trust outside of the X-Men, but is willing to work with anyone, provided they understand she will be watching them. 

whose hands do they believe the country should be in?

Ororo wants to ensure there is a mutant presence among the powers gathering at SWORD and SHIELD. She would prefer they get a say on how their affairs are handled for once, and will do whatever it takes to make sure they are protected. 

what’s their current mental state at? their physical state

She’s carrying a great deal of responsibility and attempting to support the recovery all those of the X-Men who returned after the five years. As one of the leaders of the X-Men, she feels she must look after the others, as she’s been trying to do ever since the blip, rather than put her own needs first. 

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psvlockcs​:

          BETSY  FONDLY  CHUCKLES  .  at  one  point  ,  she  did  consider  the  school  a  home  .  but  after  all  that’s  happened  ,  she  finds  it  best  to  distance  herself  .  “  i’m  always  in  and  out  of  the  city  that  it’s  just  nice  to  have  a  place  of  my  own  without  disrupting  anything  .  i’m  just  glad  they  didn’t  sell  it  during  the  blip  .  ”  and  she  would’ve  been  PISSED  if  that  happened  .  “  speaking  of  ,  how  are  things  going  at  the  school  ?  i  hear  emma’s  the  co-headmaster  .  ”

“I’m glad it was still here waiting for you,” Ororo said, taking another sip. “That, and I’m glad that you are here, now.” The words seemed like an understatement, really, but she was still not entirely sure how to express her gratitude towards Betsy’s return to life. “Ah, the school is as chaotic a place as ever it was. Though I would say Emma is a calming presence. There’s really no better teacher than her. I never thought I would say that, of course.” Ororo’s expression broke into a small smile, “But it’s true.” 

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phcnx​:

having this easy connection to the people she cared most for was one of her favorite part of this whole thing, ororo’s voice in her mind served only to sooth her after a long day of work and worry ‘ if it helps, you’re also making it look extremely easy. dare i say even more so than professor. ’ she grinned thinking how far her friend had come, how far they all have come specially in fronting such a terrible time over the last five years ‘ i’ll let you decide this time, but the cheesier the better. ’ 

I can hardly believe that to be true, but I’ll accept the flattery, Jean, Ororo thought back, amused. Truthfully, she doubted she would have made it through any of the difficulties of the blip without Jean’s support. But then, it had been like that since she had first joined the X-Men, all those years ago. Jean had always been there, a comforting presence at Ororo’s side just as her mental touch was in her mind. Not stifling her smile, Ororo attempted to think of the worst song she could, all the better for their evening out. Hmmmn, challenge accepted. What do you say to ... a total eclipse of the heart? 

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cppcrition​:

Tinya sat enraptured like a student listening to a teacher. Ororo had this great ease to the way she spoke, making the alien distantly think about how she should be one of these famous romance authors lining the shelves, “That’s beautiful, I quite like that way of seeing it. You think you wouldn’t be the same person today if that hadn’t happened?” The idea sort of made Tinya wonder how they’d end up if they’d gone through some kind of epic romance, “I don’t think I’m too stagnant though without it. Honestly, I kinda wish life would slow down a bit.”

“I’m sure I wouldn’t,” Ororo responded, thinking it through. It was rare she had the chance to look back like this. Particularly in the last five years, there’d been so little time to herself, to think. “That’s not to say I would have been worse off, just different. Perhaps I would have left the X-Men, perhaps I wouldn’t now be its leader ... there’s no way to say, really.” Ororo shook her head, as if to break herself out of a reverie and refocused on Tinya. “Well, that’s it. It’s just important to fill your life with the things you need. I can understand that. I’m afraid, for me, life has never exactly managed a slow pace, but perhaps you’ll have more luck. Do you have plans for your future? Returning to your planet?”  

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vulcuhns​:

leaving. yes that’s a good idea. he can start a fight and stay but perhaps it’s … best for him to be out of the proverbial spotlight. ❝ okay. ❞ there’s a hint of defeat in his voice. if anyone else was here instead of storm, he would FIGHT against them and not go so quickly. but a battle against storm is not one he’ll win. even someone as impulsive him knows that. she’s powerful and she’s got YEARS of practice and training in general. it’s a fight that will end quickly and he will LOSE badly. ❝ you can spare the lecture storm. i’ve heard it before and don’t need to hear it again. ❞ he’s heard several variations of it from several people over the course of his time here on earth. and while the tone, person, and words change, the fundamental message stays the same and storm is saying nothing new. ❝ i would like to leave right now. ❞

The signs were good. Ororo didn’t breath an obvious sigh of relief, but it would have been a disaster if Gabriel had resisted. There were too many watching eyes, too many ways the situation could have become a disaster. Even if nobody had gotten hurt - and she was fairly certain she could have contained him before anyone did - it still would have been terrible in terms of their image. Ororo hated that she had to think of things like that, but it was her life now, particularly as headmistress. She was still sorry, however, to see the defeat in his expression, in the bend of his shoulders. Ororo gave him a careful glance, assessing. “Perhaps what you really need is the chance to use your powers in a different context. They’re obviously strong.” She lifted her hand from his shoudler and tilted her head towards the door. “I have an X-Jet outside, if you would accept my invitation back to the school, for an hour or so. It doesn’t have to be now, but I’d like to talk to you further, Gabriel. You didn’t really answer my question, about what you want. Not just now, but for your future.” 

[svmmers]

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scott had spent most of his morning saying hello to the students, many had question and if scott was being honest he didn’t have many answers, but he was he was trying his best regardless. when he catches ororo in the distance he is quick to tell the kids that he would love to stay and chat but he had to do some stuff before class started, he slips past the group of people holding the two coffee’s above his head as he walks over towards her and holding out the cup. “jean told me about the coffee maker, figured i’d get you a coffee this morning,” he smiles, taking a sip of his cup. “feels weird to be back here but… familiar? i don’t know.” 

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Ororo had made a point of not immediately going over to see Scott, on the morning of his return, wanting to allow him to settle in on his own time. It would be an adjustment, after his time away, and it was only fair to let him come back to the school without feeling as though Ororo was trying to watch over him. But after completing all her morning tasks, she could resist no longer and made her way to his first class, just in time to see him crowded by some of the students. He did truly belong here, she thought, smiling as he came over to her. “Why, thank you, Scott. Perhaps you could pass some tips over to the other teachers on how to stay on the headmistress’ good side,” Ororo joked, taking the cup of coffee gratefully. “I’m glad to have you back. It looks like the students are as well.” Her smile turned a little more serious. “No regrets yet, I hope?”   

[xtrasensory]

It’s  strange  to  be  faced  with  a  reflection  so…FAMILIAR  and  yet  entirely  separate;  to  see  mirrored  back  a  face  that  reflected  a  painful  period,  one  he  avoided  —  if  he  was  being  entirely  honest  —  but  there  was  a  perk  to  his  plights.  that  perhaps  now,  he’d  have  a  little  more  time  and  selfishly  (  and  ignoring  all  maudlin  theatrics  ),  that  meant  being  able  to  help  more  people.  if  this  was  to  become  a  game  of  chess  to  be  won  in  their  favour,  they’d  all  need  all  the  help  they  could  get.  “  we  are  absolutely  going  to  ignore  the  fact  that  I  just  spilt  coffee  on  my  great  grandfather’s  first  edition…  ”  he  gives  a  plain  smile,  attempting  to  dab  at  the  pages  with  little  luck.  “  granted,  i’m  certain  he  won’t  miss  the  fundamentals  of  quantum  theory  —  wasn’t  a  very…educationally  led  man.  ”  and  lucky  for  charles,  he’d  already  memorised  the  majority  of  the  books  in  his  families  personal  library.  “  do  you  want  one  ?  ”  he  raises  a  brow,  upon  realisation  that  a  distinction  may  be  needed.  “  beverage  that  is  —  unless  you  favour  coffee  soaked  antiques  ?  ”

@reshieldedstart​

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“Personally,” Ororo began, taking one of the nearby chairs, her eyes falling on the coffee stains blotching the words on the page, “I believe you’ve added character. I’ve never much cared for things that are too perfect.” She smiled in show of her amusement, a sense of comfort that had been missing for far too long. Her sense of envy had never been triggered by Charles’ power, or that of any telepath; Ororo in truth could scarcely think of anything worse than being bombarded by thoughts of others or consumed by another’s mind instead of the freedom of the skies, but for once, she thought she could wish for it, if only to ease some of her concern. From the outside it appeared as though Charles had been struggling since his return, but she would have welcomed a look inside his mind to know for sure. To know what she could do to help. “I wouldn’t mind, if you don’t mind the company for a while. I’m happy to sit quietly if if you don’t wish to be disturbed. It’s been a while since I’ve had a quiet, peaceful morning, what with running the school. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wondered how you did it, all these years.” 

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bylane​:

it feels like she’s broached a ‘ difficult ‘ subject. lois was VERY forward and direct with the other after all. but she needs to know as much as she can. considering how mutants are treated here, she should not be surprised to get a restrained answer. it seems most humans are not accepting of mutants, no matter who they are or what they do. ❝ oh right. ❞ head nods as she reaches into her bag to turn the recording unit on. ❝ i’ve read about that. about the mutant rights movement and the bigots attached. ❞ it seems every time the mutants make one step forward with equality, some bigot is there to take them back three steps. ❝ so full time school ? okay then. ❞ she’s learning a lot. but she suspects there’s a bit of ‘ pr polished ‘ lines the headmistress is saying but also some genuine emotion in her voice. ❝ and the teachers ? who are they ? ❞

“We have certainly never had it easy,” Ororo responded levelly, remaining wary as she was not entirely certain which side this reporter would fall under, ally or enemy. “But that has never stopped our mission, to provide a safe and enriching environment for young mutants to learn to use their powers, first and foremost.” Her attitude was professional, clearly, with little of her own opinons or feelings reflecting in her eyes, though Ororo didn’t necessarily receive any negative signals from her. Ororo let her gaze flick down to the reporter’s badge: Lois Lane. A name to remember. She’d certainly be looking out for whatever article followed this impromptu interview; Ororo could only be grateful that she was the one leading the tour, and not, say, Logan, who had always refused to provide proof that he’d completed the PR training she and Emma had set out for all teachers. Or Bobby, who had done the training, but who Ororo still simply would not trust around the press. “Our teaching staff are all experienced instructors, highly trained in the use of our powers. Many of us have served as members of the X-Men at one time or another, but our priority now, of course, is the welfare of the students. It’s been a difficult few years. Ms. Lane, is it? I’m sure you yourself know that.”  

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cppcrition​:

Tinya distantly hoped their eyes weren’t too blank while listening to Ororo’s answer. They weren’t particularly insecure in their inexperience with romance, but it was just such an untouchable concept - like a artifact to be studied more than experienced, “Interesting… Did you have a favorite?” The brunette questioned before backtracking, “Only if you feel comfortable answering, of course!”

Taking in Tinya’s nervous expression, Ororo gave them a gentle pat on the shoulder. “Of course I don’t mind you asking. I don’t know if favorite is the right word exactly. They all remain among my dearest friends. And no less important for that. But perhaps my first love was a woman called Yukio. She was unlike anyone else I’d ever met. Well, she still is,” Ororo said, lips curling into a private smile. "She helped me bring out my rebellious side. In fact she helped me realize I had a rebellious side. That’s the greatest part about love - whether it’s romantic, or that of friendship, familial, any kind. For me, at least ...it’s taught me about parts of myself I didn’t even know were there. Without it, we’d just be stagnant.” 

[the-windrider]

X-men: Red #1 (2022)

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wrmchne​:

ororo makes some very good points  ,  and rhodey nods along as she speaks  .  he  ,  too  ,  has found out the hard way that young people really do not like to listen  —  though he will admit to not being quite as willing to just let them go as her  .  “  i just remember when i was their age  ,  the dumb things i got up to  —  i want them to be doing things like that  .  not worrying about portals and world-ending events  …  ”  he shrugs  .  “  but hey  ,  if i ever have to raise a kid  ,  i’ll be super prepared for the teenager phases  .  ”

Ororo listened, not entirely able to relate. From the moment her parents died, her childhood became largely about survival. But she could understand wanting to preserve the childhood of others. “You’ll certainly have a unique perspective,” she agreed. “All the more the reason for us to remain prepared, for whatever new conflict may arise from this situation. That way, we can keep them out of the line of fire as much as possible. Would you and your people be willing to work together on this, at least confer? Perhaps it’s time the X-Men and the Avengers met in the middle.” 

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svmmers​:

the x-men were his family, the school had been a place that he had called home for many years, it would be out of place for him to be anywhere else. it wouldn’t make sense. but he also knew why some of the students ventured out and found a different path for him, it’s hard trying to live up to expectations that other people lay out for you. scott had took the leadership role because he wanted to make a difference, try and be a better person, he had messed up a couple of times, (more than a couple of times), but it had come from a place where he thought he was right, he’d do anything for these people, protecting them was his first priority even if it was fighting against their own. he feels cheated in a way, angry in another, he had his life together for the first time in a long time and then he just blipped. he felt like he was just starting to a get a grip on the scott summers that he had liked and wanted to be. he just felt lost now, not knowing where he stood with the school anymore other than just a reminder of what was. he knew that he needed to learn to love it in another way now. “i don’t think there’s another path for me, ororo.” he says, his smile is a sad one. “plus it would just be me walking in the dark alone if i tried.” people needed people. “i talked to emma,” he eventually says, “i told her i was coming back.” he looks down now, “i like keeping my promises to emma.” he says, a small laugh escaping his lips, “but you’re right. the school is home. plus i have no where else to go. i guess you’re just stuck with me.”

Ororo had resented for so long the way that Scott had been taken from them. Him and so many others. It had seemed so cruel, so pointless.  To have this miracle, to get everyone back, Ororo could not help but worry, but for this moment, she chose only to rejoice and squeezed his hands one last time. “I will always walk this path with you, Scott. The days that we win may be few but... today is one of those days.” Her smile stretched out impossibly wide. “That’s enough for me.” While she knew what was coming would not be easy, she had faith in him. “Good. Emma’s been ... well, she’s been a better friend to me than I could have imagined,” she said. It was only his death that had made Ororo see that. She was glad she could at least tell him of one good change that had taken place over the years. “I must admit, Scott, you were right about her. These past years, the X-Men would have been lost without her. As would I.” Ororo’s voice had gone low, not entirely past emotion when remembering how dark some of those early years had felt. She gave herself a moment to recover before returning briskly to business, with a hint of a smile, “But I assume our ever capable mutual friend would have told you that she and I are the co-headmistresses now? Hmmn, I believe we’ll give you your job back. Are you ready to get back into the classroom, Mr. Summers?” Ororo raised an eyebrow, slightly teasing. If they didn’t laugh, they would cry, and she did not have the patience for tears this day. Today they had won. “This time, I’m sure you’ll survive the experience.” 

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darkhvlmes​:

she could practically feel ororo’s tension standing next to her. raven knew that they were not exactly everyone’s cup of tea and it never bothered her. it still doesn’t. she had known that after they had gotten their beloved leaders back that the camaraderie they had shared the past five years would eventually mean nothing to the people in the school. everything was starting to get back to normal for them, and it had proved everything that raven already knew: she didn’t belong here. she had tried being good, and it had lasted her five years but all of the effort and time she had spent making those that felt lost without the people that have blipped was up now. she smiles, watching ororo’s stance, watching the way ororo was watching people, trying to be on your best behaviour seemed exhausting to raven. it was hard to understand where raven began and mystique ended, they had been blended for so long now she knows that when ororo looks at her in this form all she can see is what kurt got from her, and what she lacked. she wasn’t kind or warm or loving, but she was unapologetically herself, selfish, yes, but she knew how to survive. she wants to ask, does this form only disgust you when it’s on me?

“does your mouth hurt from all the forced smiling?” it’s a rhetorically question at this point, she wasn’t intentionally trying to get a rise out of ororo, but it seemed that she repulsed most people just by being herself which made her laugh very briefly at herself before shaking her head. “if i wanted to harm the children i would have done it in the five years that i helped this school, but look, they are all still standing and accounted for.” she did have to roll her eyes at the threat though, mutants—while some annoyed her—were never truly the problem—it was the people that they were letting come in and out of this open house that were gawking at them like they were little circus animals. 

Her eyes flickered back around the crowd and then back to Raven, Ororo unable to decide what was more in need of her watchful eye. There was only so much of her guard she was able to let down around the shapeshifter; unfair, perhaps, but the result of their long history. Cause and effect, that guided her in everything and had done since the day Ororo had first truly understood her powers. What she brought to one place, she took from another. If she brought rain, she had taken it from someone, somewhere, who perhaps needed it. There was a consequence to every choice and she could not take what she wanted without understanding that, no matter what good cause Ororo thought it was for, no matter how desperatedly she thought she needed it. Did Raven understand the principle? That, she didn’t know. Ororo smiled tightly, “I do get rather sick of it at times. But I never forget my true goals.” Whatever irritation she might feel, whatever worry, whatever difficulty in playing nice, she would do it, all for the sake of that better future for the students.

 It was not that she believed Raven wanted to hurt the students. Not right now, not the version of her that Ororo had gotten to know during the blip. But she was not so certain that version was stable.  Ororo continued, words light, even if they had a subversive confrontational edge to them. “The problem, Raven, is that it’s never entirely clear what you do want.” Her smile had lost its tight edge, its faked corners and was now simply sad. “Sometimes I believe you do not even know yourself. That’s what makes you ... so dangerous.”  She finished with a regretful shrug. “I do want to trust you. For Kurt’s sake, if nothing else.” 

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psymond​:

❝ i still feel the need to. sometimes. and that means a lot to me ororo so thank you. ❞ but for her to hear it from ororo, definitely means a lot to her. and while ororo IS right that emma has proven herself to be loyal to the x-men no matter what, there’s a part of her that still feels like she doesn’t deserve it. imposter syndrome. or at least, some form of it. and it’s possible that she will never stop feeling this way. but she won’t let anyone know - including ororo. she just lets out a dry laugh. ❝ well. there’s a reason why you’re more of the face of the school compared to me. you’re better at the ‘ rousing speech of courage and optimism ‘ speeches. ❞ emma tells it like it is. which might work for the adult x-men but certainly NOT for the younger generation. it’s the fact that she knows this doesn’t make her a BAD teacher but a good one. a good teacher knows when to push and when not to. ❝ an optimist ? hardly. but charles’ ideologies tend to rub off on you. whether you like it or not. ❞ yes, her opinions on peaceful mutant/human coexistence has changed. yes she’s no longer in the ‘ mutant supremacy ‘ camp but she still stays apprehensive of humans. she’s seen enough from them to know that they can never be FULLY trusted on mutant matters. ❝ don’t worry about logan. we’ll make sure he behaves and doesn’t shed on the couch. ❞ it’s pretty EASY to tease logan. almost everyone does it. the mention of scott turns her cold inside. one can argue she’s always cold but she’s… colder than usual now. ❝ yes yes of course. ❞ voice slips into a much more formal tone. ❝ he’s a big part of the x-men, big part of the school. he should be able to come back if he wants. that’s okay with me. ❞

For a moment, Ororo watched the flicker pass across Emma’s face. If any of her own words eased Emma’s burdens, she was glad of it, but ultimately, it was a battle Emma had to fight alone. She simply gave a warm smile, hoping to convey her affection. “Years of practice,” Ororo joked. “You’ll see, you’re already starting to give them yourself.” Her eyebrows raised, more pleased to hear it than she would have thought, “So we’ve made you believe, at least a little more. I consider that quite a victory.” It was good to hear Emma say it, even if Ororo had suspected. They saw so little true progress in their mission, that it meant something to have this small change. To have a little more hope, she thought, still smiling through the joke at Logan’s expense, though it soon faded from her lips. “Alright,” she cautiously, watching Emma’s expression. It was truly impossible to read the White Queen at times, and Ororo knew that was the way Emma liked it. Still, she could not help but feel for her, continuing slowly, “I’m glad he’ll be home, more than I can say. From what he said to me, it sounded rather like you were a large part of his decision to return.” Ororo left it there, not wanting to meddle - at least, not more than she perhaps already had. “Of course, we’ll welcome him back, but please do let me know if there will be any issues. It’s your home as well.” 

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vulcuhns​:

he knew it would not be LONG until someone called the mansion. that is, if he was lucky. worst case scenario, someone would call the police who would have sent a sentinel after him. something that gabriel knows he can handle but it wouldn’t be without a lot of destruction. which is his speciality. it’s not long until someone comes and announces her presence. it’s storm. she’s not shouting at him. not angry. but he also knows she doesn’t want to see him continue like this. in public at least. and while gabriel is not happy that someone has been sent to stop him, he’s glad it’s ororo at least. ❝ i make a lot of people nervous due to my powers. it’s just what i am. i assume you’re here to get me out ? ❞

Ororo could see the anger remaining in his eyes, but at least it did not appear to be directed at her. “Well, we might as well leave. I don’t believe you’re going to get whatever it was you wanted to purchase out of the machine now,” she said, with a gentle humor. This situation did not have to end badly, and she certainly hoped that it wouldn’t. How many times she had been in the middle of something just like played across the back of her mind, more precisely, how many times it had ended in disaster. Though Gabriel wasn’t exactly a student, she still felt the responsibility for him resting on her shoulders.  “It’s true,” she admitted. “Our powers will always frighten people. But we get to choose how we use them. That is your real power, Gabriel. The choices that are only yours to make. I don’t want to force you to do anything, just ask: what is it you want to do now?” 

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cppcrition​:

Tinya flipped through one book with a black cover, landing on a page with a particularly steamy scene and starting to giggle, “Oh no, we’re not a particularly sensual sort of planet - but I suppose it depends on the person,” The alien shrugged, sliding the book black on the shelf, “Bgztlians are romantic, in the artistic sense. What about you?”

Ororo felt her lips curve into a laugh in response to Tinya’s giggle, her eyes softening at the question. “Oh, I’ve had great loves. I say had, but I’ll always love them. It stays with me. I doubt it was anything like what you’d read in those books, though. The real thing is better, if not as ... dramatic,” she finished, smiling in amusement. 

[kngofthieves]

🃏 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽 / @reshieldedstart​

art museums: the city was full of them. to any scoundrel, the walls of the museum of modern art were practically screaming for a heist… gambit was no exception. ❝ the starry night … magnifique , ❞ he mused, turning his head to the person beside him, ❝ i used t’teach art history … y’really can’t appreciate it until y’right up close . ❞ he leaned in closer to the famous painting, dangerously close to setting off the silent alarm.

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“You appear to be looking with your hands almost as much as your eyes, my friend,” Ororo said, nursing an amused smile as she stepped up besides him, before turning her gaze to the painting. He was right, it was, truly, sublime. Still taking it in, she mused, “I’ve always thought you were a very good teacher, since you brought it up. Far more so than your family business.” Ororo could hardly look down on thieving, it was what had kept her alive as a child,  but in her mind, Remy belonged with the X-Men. “I don’t suppose this time I can recruit you back full-time?”