#celestiallegacy

[legacywebs]

what are we, some kind of league of legends?

well yes.

[plasmablasts]

prompts ( always accepting ) @celestiallegacy -> “I’m a big, tough girl. I can tie my own sandals and everything.”

RACHEL'S HUMOR COULD ALWAYS MAKE ALEX CRACK A SMILE. Laugh, feel lighter, she had that effect on him. Alex theorized that in space they didn't have a lot to laugh about so whenever anyone broke the tension ( and if he was being honest it was mostly Rachel ) it was always somehow the funniest goddamn thing in all the cosmos.

Despite that, and despite the uptick of his lips he moves forward, arms wrapping around her tightly in a hug, enjoying the familiarity and warmth of family. Something that both of them had been deprived up for allotted amount of times in their lives. HUMOR WAS WELL AND GOOD, BUT NOT WHEN HE WAS TRYING TO MAKE A POINT.

The fall of Krakoa changed a lot, and yet everything was the same. Another home lost, another turbulent era for their people, uncertainties floating through the air, thick with fear. It didn't matter if she didn't need the support, it was offered anyway, unconditional and without being shut down. HIS BROTHER COULD LEARN A THING OR TWO ABOUT THIS.

" I know you can take care of yourself, Ray. " He voices against the top of her head. " It was always you saving me. Saving Lorna, I know better than most of the X-Men, most of our family how dependable and tough you are . . . but please let me have this. " His hold tightens slightly, and his breathing comes off slightly uneven. She was a telepath, in tune with people's emotions. SHE KNEW WHAT HE WAS FEELING EVEN BEFORE HE FELT IT.

" Just let me pretend to be the reliable uncle, okay? Let me be someone who worries about you, CARES about your safety and well being. A lot of good it will do, but it'll give me peace of mind . . . and maybe it'll be a nice reminder for you that someone still thinks about you, wants nothing but your happiness and safety. Like family is supposed to do. "

[legacywebs]

"I AM FIRE AND LIFE INCARNATE! NOW AND FOREVER -- I AM PHOENIX!"

　　CAN YOU PLEASE JUST EAT A SNICKERS !!!

[legacywebs]

the consequences of being a telepath around mayday parker 😔✊

[legacywebs]

𝗺𝗮𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗿 & 𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗹 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘀 /     art by redrollerball.

[legacywebs]

█ 　˗ˏˋ 🕸 ˎˊ˗　@celestiallegacy　𐔌 　rachel ! 　𐦯 : | | |　　❛　kiss me.

may understands now that rachel's audacity is her own fault. her ability to enforce the rules of this little engagement has been lacking. like, terribly lacking. she’s caving too soon or letting her off the hook because rachel hits her with a pout or that little lip - bite - and - smirk combo that makes her knees feel as flimsy as her backbone. she wishes she could say this is a new development and she hasn’t always been like this for her, but alas ⸺⸺ may is down bad for the devious schemes of a redheaded vixen who really hates to pass a class.

BUT NOT TODAY ! this time, she’s putting her foot down. midterms are no joke and she is not about to let her seduce her way out of studying for them.

" aht - aht ! " she slaps her finger pointer stick on the coffee table to draw rachel’s attention back to the textbook and study guide, " i said when you get the answer right. you only got that one half right. it’s all or nothing, red. "

for all the confidence she started with, the pout rachel offers as a silent protest still almost works. almost.

but the only thing more tempting than that stupidly kissable face right now is the prospect of rachel passing her class with flying colors. so may shakes her head to rattle loose the temptation and taps the study guide, " try again and if you get the rest of the page right, we can take a break. a quick one. on the couch. "

OKAY, SO MAYBE IT STILL KINDA WORKED. but at least she’s still putting in some work first ! baby steps, right ?

　　　　　　　　　˗ˏˋ 🕸　 PROMPT　╱　just for funsies !　ˎˊ˗

[legacywebs]

█ 　˗ˏˋ 🕸 ˎˊ˗ 　@celestiallegacy　𐔌 　rachel ! 　𐦯 : | | |　　❛　no, i won't leave you !

" you have to ! " to her credit, the chill of fear coiling up her spine and threatening to paralyze her doesn’t quite make it to her voice. every part of her is screaming to just go with them, to run. it’d be so much easier, wouldn’t it ?

but that’s not who she is. may cups rachel’s cheeks in her hands and brings her in, eyes squeezing shut as she kisses her. deep and desperate, soft but urgent ; an apology and a promise all at once. she’s going to die, but she's going to buy them time.

« i love you so much. tell my mom i love her, too. tell her i went out fighting. tell her . . . tell her i wasn’t afraid. »

when she finally breaks away, she slips her finger into a tear in her costume ( not hers, a rigged up version of her dad’s ) at her shoulder and rips the sleeve the rest of the way off. she shoves it into rachel’s hands, " don’t forget me, okay ? "

and then she’s digging her fingers into either side of the long-nonfunctional pressurized door and each half shrieks and screams in protest as she drags them together, closing off the hallway. she lingers there a moment, lip quivering under what remains of her mask ; the heavy, earth-shaking stomps of the mutant-killing robots getting louder as they begin to close in behind her. ' this is it, ' she thinks, and webs the doors shut.

she turns as the first sentinel rounds the corner. she lowers herself into a deep crouch, shifts her weight to her haunches to steel herself like a tight coil, fingertips of one hand touching the rumbling concrete floor. as soon as the outstretched, robotic hand fires the first bolt of energy, she launches herself to the wall, then springs off towards its head with her fist ready to strike, " this is for my dad, you busted tin can ! "

　　　　　　　　　˗ˏˋ 🕸　 PROMPT　╱　the little mermaid !　ˎˊ˗

[legacywebs]

█ 　˗ˏˋ 🕸 ˎˊ˗ 　@celestiallegacy　𐔌 　rachel ! 　𐦯 : | | |　　❛　so . . . are we just gonna eye - fuck all night or actually do something about this ?

she’s very intentional in how her arm loops around rachel’s waist, using the rhythm of the music to justify the way she pulls her closer, the way she presses the length of their bodies together so that the telepath can feel everything. may holds her there to guide them through the chorus and slips in a slow and deliberate roll of her hips to really make sure she's felt it. « have i ever left you disappointed ? »

the quiet sound that vibrates from rachel’s throat in response strikes fire in the pit of may’s stomach. she hides her impish little smirk against rachel’s jaw, offering an open-mouthed kiss to the soft skin she finds there. their dance never falls out of rhythm, they're completely in tune with each other and the beat, but neither of their minds are here at the gala anymore. «     no one else is going back to the treehouse tonight,     » she can tell by the way rachel swallows thickly that she doesn't need to continue her thought, but she does anyway : « we’ll be alone.     »

their eyes meet and may finds a wicked twinkle in the phoenix’s that mirrors the one in her own. she rakes her teeth over her lower lip, biting down to suppress a grin when it attracts rachel’s gaze. is it obvious that she loves being the one doing all the teasing ? the chastising ( playful, as always ) nudge against her mind says yes, but the lack of a threat suggesting that she watch herself or face the consequences tells may without a single word passed between them just what kind of night this is going to be.

needless to say, she’s thankful for the heat of the iridescent flame sculptures they’re dancing between ; it makes it easy to hide the inferno burning her up inside. her breath hitches when she goes in for the dip and rachel draws her knee up between her thighs much higher than she needs to as may's lowering her torso in time with music's finish. mischief playing at the corners of her mouth, she catches rachel’s lips in a brief, deep kiss. « you think anyone will notice if we slip out now ? »

　　　　　　　　˗ˏˋ 🕸　 PROMPT　╱　slowburn everything !　ˎˊ