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@cffrostsummers

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Itâs hard to sneak up on a telepath or an empath, let alone someone who was both. Particularly when they were alone. Amelia could feel her father coming no matter how hard she tried to block it out. Laying on the grass at the edge of campus, Amy stares up at the clouds moving across the sky. Despite the cold, sheâd been out here a while--easier to resist doing things she shouldnât when there was fewer voices and emotions around to overwhelm her.
She turns her head to look at Scott. âHey.â
âIâm not telling you to spill all your secrets to me,â Mâgann explained. âIâm just saying itâs healthy to release your feelings somehow, talk to someone. Hell, even keep a journal.â
âIâm gonna pass on that one. Sounds like a recipe for disaster.â And Amy knew what a disaster her feelings could be. Sheâd hurt people before, when her powers were still new. Or when they got on her bad side. She gives a sarcastic smile. âThanks but no thanks.â
ofgerrysâ:
âBut I thought her clone could fly? Lemme get this right-â He, too, had been drinking. And this wasnât, as some would say, his best look. Drinking in a bar with an ex girlfriend on a Monday afternoon- not even evening. But as any mom of facebook from his zumba group would corroborate- heâd had a bad case of the mondays. âthe clone can fly. But she canât fly. Or has the clone always not been able to fly and Iâve gotten that part wrong.â He sat on that thought for a minute. âhuh. has the clone..never been able to fly?â
Amy frowns and then laughs. âMaybe. Iâm pretty sure, yeah.â She downs the end of her drink, feeling the alcohol buzzing through her system. Numbing her powers until she didnât have to notice everyone around her. âShe canât fly. And the clone.... I donât think she can fly. It wouldnât make sense, would it? Yeah.â She sits down heavily and sighs. Emotions began to permeate her buzz, and she frowns. She knows the feeling of those emotions. Of that mind. She looks at Gerry, frowning.
@ofgerrysâ said:Â â she can fly?â
âNo, no, donât be stupid. She canât fly. Iâm pretty sure, anyway. Not without some fancy equipment anyway.â Amy shrugs, looking up at Gerry with a lazy smile. It was far easier to forget how heâd hurt her, to push away the pain from seeing him, with a drink in hand. âNot unless somethingâs changed anyway.â

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* closed starter for @cffrostsummersâ / âit was a lie. to get drugs.â
âi see.â she wasnât disappointed. jean didnât have much of a right to that, when it came to amy, and terror the thought of what emma would have done if she had dared think she did. she was not amyâs mother, and it wasnât in her nature to try and insert herself into such a place ; but she shared scottâs blood, and jean was a woman known for her capacity for love. amy was no exception. âif this is an issue, ameliaâŚ- iâm not scott, and iâm not emma, and your mother⌠much as she may try, sometimes, canât read my thoughts. iâm IMPARTIAL, so to speak, and a safe bet if youâŚ- if youâd like to speak to someone.âÂ
Amy was a little surprised that Jean wasnât disappointed in her. Nor angry. That was a change to how most people reacted. She wasnât an idiot, even without her empathy power she could see it in them. Jeanâs reaction almost stumped the unshakeable young woman. Almost. âWell, she can read mine sometimes, so...â Sheâd fought against the idea of needing help, telling everyone including herself that she could kick this alone. Sheâs fine, nothing and no one touched her. But she slipped up. Again.
AESTHETIC MEME  ⢠ [ 2 / 9 ]  CHARACTERS  ⢠ EMMA FROSTÂ
The former White Queen of the Hellfire Club, EMMA FROST is a powerful mutant telepath who can transform herself into organic diamond. She has become an prominent member among the X-Men. A gifted teacher, Emma is renowned for her beauty, wit, and revealing attire.
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âtrust me, sweetheart, i can take care of them without having them IMPOSING upon my afterlife,â she tutted, trusting her daughterâs intelligence enough to know she knew that much already. deciding to hell with the paperwork scattered before her - she was already distracted - emma leant forwards, her blue eyes narrowing just enough that it seemed dangerous. âheaven knows iâve taught you enough that you should be capable of dealing with your problems on your OWN, amelia, butâŚ- would you LIKE for me to do something?â
Amy rolls her eyes with a sigh. âI know. I was kidding.â If she were anyone else, itâd be wise to be wary of the way Emma narrows her eyes at her, but as her daughter, Amelia wasnât put off. A sly grin comes over her face and she shakes her head. âI can handle it. Youâve taught me just fine.â
âHey there, stranger,â Amy says, a sly smile spreading over her features as she recognises Manon standing at a stall at the winter market. âDidnât know you were here. Itâs been a while.â @qupids
winona already hated this place. she imagined it is a record for her. she was a beautiful heir to a crime empire worth more money most people would possess in multiple lives, but now⌠she was here. she was the girl whoâs secrets were made into memes on peopleâs instagram explore pages. and, she was also the girl who was entirely lost. she flagged down the nearest person with a wave of a red-nailed hand. ( ha, ha, ha. ) â do you work here ? â they were outside. that was such a vague question, but winnie didnât quite⌠how do you say, care. â look, either way, iâll give you fifty dollars to help me out. â
Amy was the daughter of Emma Frost, she had been brought up in wealth and sophistication. She knew money in a person when she saw them, even without her powers. In clothes, in hair and nails, and in attitude. It wasnât even a conscious thing, she just knew. But Amy had always been perceptive; it allowed her to manipulate people. On the other hand, the other girl seemed not to see what Amy saw. She snorts as the girl waves her down and offers her fifty dollars, shaking her head. âIâm not your worker. Certainly not for fifty bucks.â

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@volatileforces said:Â â I know this world can suck, but at least itâs real. â
âReal.â Amy sighs. âThis world is a lot easier if you act like itâs not real though.â
* closed starter for @cffrostsummers / âi donât even believe in hell and i hope they go straight there.âÂ
âamelia, darling-â it seemed, for a moment, as if emma was going to scold her. voice cutting, as always, the elder frost raised her chin ( all the better to see her daughter, sat before her ), expression a MASK. she seemed to consider for a moment which way to take her words⌠and then, slowly, her white smeared lips lifted at the corners. âwhy on earth would you wish them unto ME?â
Amelia doesnât scare easily, and certainly not when she knows her mum isnât actually about to scold her. She knows Emma better than that. âBecause then you could take care of them and I wouldnât have to deal with them for five minutes.â
Trying to find her keys to no avail, Cat stumbled the few yards to Amyâs dorm room haphazardly before knocking. âSo, I think it might, quite possibly, be scientifically impossible for me to get drunk.â She pointed out sloppily, holding up a large, practically empty bottle of whiskey in one hand. âI went to a bar first, and then this, andâŚnothing. Youâre meant to feel something, right?â Her words came out half-slurred and tumbling one after the other. A part of her brain screamed to just stop talking, but the other, drunker part had given up on listening. âand I think I called some themed party guy dressed like Captain America at the bar my mom, but I told him not to tell youâalso do you know where my keys areââ
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Amy opens her door to a very Cat. Even before she opened the door, she could feel it, her mind fuzzy from the alcohol. âNothing, huh?â she says with a sly grin. âI generally drink to not feel everything, so I donât know.â The way Cat kept rambling was almost like a direct stream from her brain. No filter. Amy shakes her head. âNo,â she lies, without a second thought. She had Catâs keys in her room, but Cat was too drunk to tell her that.Â
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ohhh boy. she didnât need to verbally admit that she had royally messed up - reevaâs expression said it all. she wasnât THINKING. even faking it, her mind had been half a world away ( read as: one world, through the veil ). she mightâve carried on for quite a while like that, not even realizing who she was actually speaking to, if it hadnât been for those words. âi meant - nickel shots of⌠water. the less fun shot. thatâs why theyâre a nickel. i donât think youâd be into it.â
Amy rolls her eyes at her sisterâs attempts to cover her slip up. âReeva, I saw the signs too, I know whatâs happening. Itâs not a big deal.â It wasnât that she wasnât tempted--she definitely was--or that she didnât want to go. But Amy had never been great at asking for help, or admitting she had a problem. It didnât fit with the composed Frost image sheâd had as a kid, nor the party queen one sheâd cultivated as she grew older. So Reeva apologising for mentioning something normal made Amy uncomfortable. Especially when she could feel Reevaâs regret.
Grace had never been overly fond of Halloween. The jump scares, the requirement of costumesâŚsheâd simply never understood the appeal of it. Yet here she was at the carnival, a pair of white wings and a matching halo accessorizing the otherwise mundane white lace dress. âI feel ridiculous.â
âYouâre not the only one,â Amy chuckles. âGoing for the ironic costume, are we?â she asks, looking Grace up and down. âHowâs it going?â

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âI actually had someone complain to me about me playing my chemical romance, and another like five people ask me what âthat weird bandâ was,â Brynjar huffed. âI swear, next year Iâm playing the monster mash for 8 hours. Then we can talk about vibes being killed.â
âGod, that would be hilarious. Mind numbingly annoying. But hilarious.â Amy didnât particularly want to do more than imagine it though; being around that many annoyed people would only send her annoyance through the roof. No, much better to be where people were enjoying themselves.
Charli XCX by Renata Raksha for Fader Magazine