#::games

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Bedeku has appeared! What to do?

Feed

Pet

Marry

Ravish

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"Well, let’s just find out together, shall we?"

WTNV Meme | Accepting   She finally had a moment to breathe, to relax and not play the instructor, so naturally Betsy took the chance to finally watch her team in peace.    Of course that was an impossibility now with him there, cheering on Manchester City (she wouldn’t put it past him to act being a Cityzen for the sake of goading her on, but football was...football. It was hard not to be goaded.)    A huff and she pilfers (her own!) drink from his hand, settling into the sofa once more.    “Fine, we can even make it a bit more interesting if you’d like.” 

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uh hank and betsy duh <333

Who’s the one that proposed: wheezes, Hank did. He wanted to surprise her, but she had a v good idea what was going on (she let him have his moment)

Who kissed who: Betsy kissed Hank first, he was a little sniffly and gazing at her before she moved in.

Their outfits: Elie Saab dress for Betsy, Hank’s tailor for his suit (the tie and handkerchief match some of the accents on her dress she made sure)

Who shoves cake in the others face: They get each other at the same time (little did they know while they were contemplating it, they both had similar expressions lmfao)

Best man: Logan or (if comics undead-ed him) Kurt.

Maid of Honor: Ororo.

What their rings look like: Hank got her a v pretty (dark) pavillon cut amethyst engagement ring with two small crown cut sapphires on the sides, the bands themselves are matching antique art deco bands with rose gold accents and a brushed finish.

Where they Honey Moon: They travel through Europe, it’s a little typical but it was nice for them to travel to those places and not have to work or think about work.

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[Warren pre-X-Force] Newborn meme: The last thing Warren expected coming back from Colorado was seeing Betsy back from her own mission, with a newborn in her arms. The warmth and openness in her expression, something usually reserved for a small handful of others, was so clear in that moment that he felt his heart skip a beat at the thought of Betsy holding a small blond newborn with her eyes and his nose. "I haven't been gone that long, have I?" He finally asked, stepping closer to the pair.

Betsy let out a quiet laugh, a fingertip still gently tracing along the newborn's brow. "You would have known long ago if there was something like this happening, angel." The newborn tilted his head towards her finger once it stroked down his cheek and with puckered lips, continued to chase it with a furrow until it was gone. 

She didn't even need to ask before being handed the bottle sat on the small table beside her. The small smile widened imperceptibly as she felt Warren stand behind her, hands sliding to her hips as a chin rested on her shoulder to look down. 

         "Have you ever thought about this..?" she heard him ask, feeling a hand slide to her stomach. She was quiet for a moment, contemplative as she watched the newborn feed and soon fall asleep. 

"Yes..not today but...maybe one day." She could hear the pleased ruffling of feathers and smiled a bit as she felt his other hand join her stomach and a kiss pressed to her neck with the words I and love and you murmured into her skin.

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☮ Friendship headcanon;

Betsy has only a handful of close friends that she'll be remotely open with. They're the ones that get the genuine smiles and her attempts at humour, they're the ones that are capable of seeing beyond this more distant version of herself.

Sometimes there's moments she's open with others, but it's in little gestures that don't read as such.

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■- A Violent Headcanon

The inability to feel sorrow has a much more...complicated effect than others (who know) would realise. Because of losing such an intense emotion, it dulled almost everything else. This means that when she is violent, there isn't much of a sense of...remorse over her actions. She knows full well what she's supposed to feel, at the end of it all, but if the violent course of action was the better one, even with the results staring at her right in the face, she won't...care. This also means that if there's someone in the same space capable of observing her, she'll actively have to put on a cap so that they're not concerned.

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⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do⏀ describe their usual smile

⌆ Betsy doesn't get..nervous? She managed to get a cap on that ages ago, but a habit, if it could even be called that at this point, is that she tends to train a little...too much when something is on her mind. She'll say that working it out physically helps her resolve it, some would say that she does it to ignore things.

⏀Her usual smile is faint and polite, so it can often be regarded as fake or distant. There's a very small pool of people she'd genuinely grin or laugh with.