[ SAVAGE ]

nineteen, mutant, x-man X-23laura kinney❝ the wolf who was a girl always liked being larger than her own body. the moon is a small fraction of wolf girl. ❞

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ronettesfanboy:

“Excuse me, which way is it to the app store?”

“ isn’t it, like, in your phone? ”

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prcfesscrxav:

    “ well , that concludes this conversation - at least - well unless you had questions? “ 

“ no, ” she answers firmly. laura then reconsiders, pausing. “ do you still have logan’s old suit around? ”

[justlindseymorgan]

Becoming attraction, Lindsey Morgan

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summxrscott:

“ i’m not saying all resolutions are dumb but what’s the point in only forcing yourself to change for one day a year? if you’re not willing to train during the middle of october, you aren’t going to in the middle of march. “

“ i’ll say it. all resolutions ARE dumb. ”

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zippyspeedster:

“So. You been naughty or nice this year? Either way you get a present.“ He pointedly tipped his chin down at the now stabbed book. “Never thought I’d meet somebody who hated books more than I did.”

laura frowns intensely at the book, unsure whether to direct her anger at an inability to be gentle inward or outward.  “ i don’t think i’ve ever gotten a christmas present. ” and immediately, she’d DESTROYED it.

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polcris:

      “ you know what a rom-com is ?? like that, only it’s surrounding the lives of teenagers. ” lorna’s put off slightly by the girl’s actions, but all she herself does is shift. “ if logan and remy think so, i guess – do you like it ?? i’ve always wondered. ” again she shrugs, casting a light glance at her. “ magnetic properties, things. i’m sure there’s a scientific word for it, but basically i can make metal do whatever i want it to. how about you ?? ”

“ no. rom-com,  what is it? ” growing up in a LAB neglected laura of social queues, of making eye contact and smiling at the right times and softening her words. everything about her is blunt ---- blank, even, at times. “ i like my team, ” her family. “ i don’t always like being apart of one, though. ” instead of attempting an explanation, laura raises her hand and unsheathes her claws. “ that. MOSTLY that. ”

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cigarandclaws:

“Sorry, kid. Didn’t even realise it was you. What’d you need?”

“ i have to WANT something to speak to you now? ”

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lebeaudvde:

“don’t kid yerself kid.” he replied with a chuckle. “i’m a total warrior, ye might jus’ get lucky now. plus i’m gettin’ old so its hardly fair.” remy nodded his head with a chuckle at her words. “i’ve definitely had pancakes. have ye had pancake burgers yet though? now that’s livin’. i’m sure it has especially if ye’ve been hangin ‘round kitty, i don’ know how that girl puts all that food down. i swear i went into ‘er room once and she had more junk food than the actual kitchen did.” 

“ have you heard the phrase DELUSIONAL lately? you are getting on ---- maybe you’re becoming somewhat senile. ” pancake burgers? PANCAKE BURGERS. laura punches remy’s arm a second time. “ you neglected to inform me there’s such a thing until now ---- you’re dead to me. ” she rolls her eyes whilst he talks about kitty, another mannerism picked up from the other x-men she lives with. “ kitty’s good. at least KITTY would tell me about pancake burgers. ”

[dinahsslance]

I´m sorry you weren´t cloned from someone with more sense. Hell. I´m sorry for all the bits of me, you were born with. [I´m not.] - Logan & Laura in All-New Wolverine #1

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cigarandclaws:

“If ya ain’t got a light, or a drink, then why ya botherin’ me?”

“ ...HONESTLY. ”

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zippyspeedster:

“Merry Christmas!“ Skidding to a halt, Tommy thrust out a sloppily wrapped gift, obviously a book from the cracks in the paper. “Mom gave it to me but I found out I was allergic.”

         alarmed and running on instinct, laura’s claws unsheathe and pierce the object plummeting toward her. when it dawns on her she was in no danger, her brows knit together and she blinks blankly at him. “ ...SORRY? ”

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polcris:

         “ laura kinney, ” lorna repeats, her head nodding. “ laura kinney and lorna dane, sounds like something out of a teen rom-com movie. ” her green head shakes. “ — nah, i’m just here to practice and what not. still not the best at my powers. it’d be cool, though. are you ?? ”

“ teen rom-com? WHAT IS THAT? ” laura’s gaze shifts to the television and remains there as they speak. “ i am. i haven’t been for long, but logan and remy think it’s the best place for me. ” she crunches away at another mouthful of cereal. “ you said powers. what can you do? ”

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lebeaudvde:

remy gave her a genuine smile at the sound of her laugh. it was always nice to hear the girl happy, with as often as he saw a scowl on her face nothing warmed his hear quite as much. “ey, yer gettin’ way too strong to be hittin’ me like that.” he teased with a chuckle, rubbing his arm. “i’ll take kinda a piece of shit over a full piece of shit any day.” remy gave a small nod. “of course i’ve tried burgers! in facti know this awesome burger place not far from here.” 

              “ GETTING? ” she repeats. “ i could’ve kicked your ass when i met you, cajun cowboy. i didn’t want to down your ego. ” a glint of wonder sparks in her characteristically deadpan dark hues. “ burgers saved my life. and have you had pancakes? ” she walks along side him, hunger growing the more she thinks. “ PIZZA, remy. living with the other x-men has been an eye opener in food. ”

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polcris:

       she blinks at the raven haired girl, before her painted lips curl into a grin and she sticks out her hand. “ name’s lorna dane. who are you ?? ”

          She blinks back at the offer of a hand, and shakes her head to decline. “ Laura, ” the mutant feels a little pride in being able to exchange a REAL NAME, rather than an identifier. “ Kinney, ” she tacks onto the end. “ Are you an X-Man? ”

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wagnerisms:

As his chest tightened, he could tell this woman didn’t like to exchange pleasantries and it scared him deep down to his core. The blue fuzzy man held his breath without realizing it as she spoke, simply questioning him in a horrifyingly sharp tone ‘mutant?’ He knew he wasn’t exactly normal but he was bundled up, pretty much covered to the point where it was overkill and this woman still just knew. Kurt shook his head fast, the hood covering most of his face ridding a up as his yellow eyes were stuck on the disheveled concrete below them. “N-no?”

            “ You have a TAIL. ” Laura’s statement isn’t loud enough for a passersby to take note of, but it’s firm. “ I know what I saw. ” His eyes cast downward, his words unsure. He wears a hood and non-distinct clothing. This is a person who’s hiding something OR hiding from something. Either makes her feel on edge. STILL, since joining the X-Men, she feels responsible for helping her kind. “ ARE YOU LOST? Is someone after you? ”

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wagnerisms:

America was nothing like he’d dreamed. It was loud and unwelcoming but it was better than the place he’d come from. Kurt had grown accustomed wearing layers, sweaters with large stretched out hoods and coats long enough to cover the tail that followed behind him. As he walked, he tried to avoid contact with people but in New York City, that was basically impossible. His tail, sometimes having a mind of it’s own, whipped out from up the edge of the coat and as it swayed, a pair of feet were smacked. He pivoted on his heel when he felt the sensation, pulling his tail under his coat and lowering his hood a bit more. “S-Sorry” Kurt stuttered, hoping the person he’d hit was one of the rare nice people in the giant city.

            SOMETHING fast catches her feet as she walks, something that Laura’s immediately sure wasn’t another pair of shoes. DEFENCES UP, the mutant’s fists clench and brows knit together as her eyes dart to where the thing disappeared to. She stares at the hooded figure, barely registering the mumbled sorry as she JUST manages to keep her claws sheathed. “ MUTANT? ” She asks sharply, below her breath.

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polcris:

       lorna looks at the other girl, she moving to hop on the spot next to laura on the couch, pulling her knees up to the chest. “ — stayed here later than i thought it would be. what are we watching ?? ”

             She doesn’t recognise the blonde, not her scent nor anything else about her. Logically, she’s aware that the girl’s a guest of the other inhabitants. But logic doesn’t always win for Laura, and she finds herself staring firmly at the new face. “ WHO ARE YOU? ”