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shilah and erik as strippers ehhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHH?
i.
'this is your new partner'
ii.
'stripper partners? this isn't a cop show, you know.'
iii.
(tiger voice) ‘when i get on stage i unzip my fur and crawl out of my bloody tiger skin as a human and slut drop out of my claws’
'oh yeah…. good …..same. ….'
raven/erik or raven/erik/charles gogogo
define potential. define power. define the persuasive rule of three.
/triumvirate/
noun. charles’ fingers on a chess piece, raven’s fingers on erik’s cheek; the two of them shoulder to shoulder looking at him. twin smug smiles. whispers of greatness, pressed wetly against someones’s thundering pulse from one person’s warm mouth while the third watches. promises, promises, promises; a trinity of disappointmentsbecause power never splits equally and they’re all crawling out of dark holes, desperate for it.
kennedy & erik drabble hmu
i.
”I keep forgetting that you’re older than me.”
— he pretends he’s the father of the mutant race, protective. but he’s just three decades old and there’sa boy on his back who should have died years ago. it’s a hard ghost to shake.
but he thinks Kennedy, clad in repeating forms andshadows of the face she was born with, knows allabout shaking off old ghosts.
ii.
“You don’t look like a man who forgets much.”
iii.
you’ve got an advantage there. because i can’t tell what you look like.
Erik and Sebastian ruling the world together.
monarchy.
they’re covered in gold: rich with ashes, standing over a kingdom that flakesand dissolves at their touch.
anarchy.
“children of the atom”; powers caught from atomic bomb clouds, from bodiesthat disintegrate and leave shadows;a species carrying morbid pride, on a death march.
pageantry.
an act; erik’s obedient silence; the wayhe doesn’t shudder under shaw’s smile (all teeth with a predator’s greed) or his paternal hand.
Batman/Joker..?
A spark shoots up his spine, like electricity, like everything else they do, but it shouldn’t be there. The heat shouldn’t be there. It’s a fucking knife wound, for Christ’s sake.
bruce wayne/tony stark
The suit of Bruce Wayne is starting to become too tight, like a noose around his neck, taking the life out of him. The ginger ale he pours in place of a glass of champagne is starting to make him nauseous as he imagines the city he's sworn to protect needing him as he pretends to be drunk and does it well.
Tony's facial hair tickles as it scrapes against his face like the whiskers of a cat. With Tony being shit-faced as per maybe he won't remember this; maybe he'll just laugh it off as a drunken escapade.
He tastes of salt and mint gum and not alcohol at all.
"I do like the taste of ginger ale, Bruce~."
