#anyilherron

anyilherron : ❛ i wouldn’t change you for the world. ❜

  Mystique knew Anyil had meant every word of that sentence, and it resonated with her. She blinked slowly, wondering why someone would take the bad pieces of her, too. Everyone in her life had either gotten hurt or killed because of her, and Anyil was certainly no exception -- and yet, she could look Mystique in the eyes and telling her, wholeheartedly, that she wouldn’t change her. Mystique hadn’t had reassurance like that in decades, and she desperately needed it.

Fake Married + Green-Eyed Epiphany  

you forgot the pairing so I’m sorting you into supercorp

No powers au: Lena and Kara have been friends for years, Lena asks Kara to pose as her date to the Luthor’s annual Christmas dinner which is a feast of poisoned barbs and backstabby quips but the food is always good at Lillian’s so Kara’s like - okay I will do it for the scallops and you of course. 

Lillian has no problems with Lena being gay in this verse but she’s still kind of the Lillian we all love (hate) and want to be choked by (ahem that may be just me). It’s during the dinner, as she watches Lena spar with her step-mother that Kara realizes she’s been in love with her for years (it helps that Lena keeps looking at her fondly and calling her darling through the meal, and she may be a bit tipsy maybe) and - oh, no Kara I’m so sorry we’ll have to keep this up a bit, just until I get her off my back then we can fake break up. 

“I... I guess I do like brownies?” The field was spinning slightly, and Maria caught the coppery tang of blood. She lifted a hand to the back of her hand and regarded the red smear on her fingers as she pulled it away in a detached way.

tell my muse how they make your muse feel.

Darcy wants to crack a joke, wants to say anything to take the bittersweetness out of Anyil’s voice, but nothing comes to her -- nothing appropriate for the weight of the situation, anyways.Despite the fact the two are close, Darcy’s never asked the older woman where she comes from, who she comes from. Who Anyil is now is all Darcy knows -- anything from the past is a mystery that Darcy never thought to ask about.

Is it a landmine of a conversation?Where would Darcy even start?

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“Punching men?” Anyil grinned, eyes sparkling, deliberately misunderstanding her friend. “I’d see why they’d kick you out for that, yes!”

“No, not punching - !” Thera sighed and looked at her, pretending she wasn’t playing along. “You are so single-minded!” Which wasn’t actually a fault and in serious situations had kept them both alive, but that wasn’t the point.

“From what I’ve heard, it sounds like it was a power surge a couple of floors up, thanks to a couple of engineers. So, pretty damn confident it was a screw-up.” Amity was sure to keep the flashlight lowered to the ground as she stepped closer to the other agent, a sheepish smile playing across her lips, “Sorry for momentarily blinding you...” 

I approve of your naming. ^^