#for rogue

[hehadaplan]

@southern-belle-outcasts​ liked for a short starter!

“That’s what we do. We take a stand and we don’t back down. Not ever.”

[beelzebadass]

@southern-belle-outcasts​

“The world is full of sinners, so how can it be wrong?” 

[wallopinwebyapper-a]

It would only be so c o y of Peter to lie or pretend that he didn't mean to let a f l i r t a t i o u s gesture slip. For there could only be one situational guise for it to come off as anything other than or just so far removed from any sense of infatuation he might have for her. "I was asking in reference to comparing our tool kits, in case you needed some more calculated measures you don't have in yours." Yes, he brought like, one-sixteenth of his personal work bench with him to the X-HQ. Not that Peter is weary of his mutant pals being less than resourceful to themselves and their experiments, but rather it was just a force of Parker habit.

Feels nice to toy with super-tech that wasn't his web-shooters for a change. And Rogue ( @compelledcurator ) seemed inviting towards him in particular for the prospects of a duo project to upgrade, oh what did they call their private team jet again? "However, if there's any spark between us, Rogue, best it not be from faulty circuitry."

There is an inescapable allure of the belle's sultry voice. Whenever Rogue is this chuffed by anybody charming or validating her, surely, it's a game she can't seem to forfeit. At least as he's fathomed much about her, she too was a tad bit of a sweet-talker. "Honestly, I know that you know I've got this sense of mine, hyper-awareness so to speak. I just--" Peter carried his bulky tool chest - filled almost to brim with the usual screwdrivers, utility knives, pliers, electrical tape, and various fittings of standard and metric measures - over to Rogue, who he saw hunched over the popped hood of the jet's nose end, yes, idly looking at Peter in a way she couldn't hide from him any quicker than he had turned.

"There's work to do today. Of the sort that all you X-People entrust my assistance, not my ..." One look forward and upward he sees the welcome of challenge in her expression, and it's louder than the mere words she spoke that similarly tested his response. "Feelings. Gosh, we just really do get along better than I do with most of your team. Wish I knew why." Bashful blush accompanied his shy chuckle riddled words, a way he only assumed a drunken man sounds on the verge of slurred speech.

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[bakasayu]

I have finally updated my For Rogue fanfic!

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How many years has it been!(months)