#jamesxavierprime

James quirked a brow.

"Joke's on you, man. I only got eyes for my wife." Then he paused. "Maybe when I was younger. Used to be into the whole reckless shtick. Laura's definitely attractive, but I've grown up a lot. She's not my type, anymore."

"I really don't wanna do this," the newly-turned twenty-year old James groaned. He gave his mother a pitying look. "I'm an adult now, I should have a say in this."

His mother, Raven, offered a sympathetic smile back, but her eyes didn't waver in their determination. "I know," she said, patting her son's shoulder. "But we need their protection. Logan's always been good to us; uniting our families will keep us safe."

"But we're mutants too," James protested. "We should be able to do that, ourselves."

This time, Raven didn't answer, but something shifted behind her yellow gaze. Damn, James thought. He knew he'd struck a chord there. They were mutants, it was true, but this little family--some by blood, others in bond--had one bad blow after another over the years. Their once promising strength by number had dwindled to only a few. If we collapse, there'll be nowhere else safe to go.

James sighed.

"Tell me she's hot, at least," he grumbled and that did bring a little smile back to his mother's lips. She squeezed his shoulder; both an apology, by her whispering thoughts, and gratitude.

"I'd say 'fiery' is a better word. Come on," she added, at last stepping away. "Let's go meet your bride to be."

Swallowing another sigh, James stood up and followed Raven downstairs. In the foyer of the Xavier estate stood the man James had come to see as a foster father: Logan Howlett (or 'the Wolverine' as the kids around here called him.) He nodded when he saw James, then his eyes shifted, presumably to Raven. James didn't bother following because his own eyes found the face of a young woman beside the older man. A strong-standing beauty with dark hair and a dangerous aura. His bride to be, as mom had so eloquently put it.

James watched his wife work diligently, moving with the comfortable ease of someone who had done this for a long time. Which, of course, Emily had but that didn't make the gesture any less endearing. Besides, she'd always been better at the fine details than he had.

//I literally just saw Jamily during this sequence🤣 they don’t fight a lot, but when they do it’s painful and messy

Wicked Game Role Call: Prime Universe

James Xavier - son of Charles Xavier & Raven Darkholme

Emily Clearwater - daughter of the Doctor (and Jeanne-Antoinette Poisson)

Vivian Lehnsherr - daughter of Erik Lehnsherr & Emma Frost

Blake Summers - son of Alex Summers & Madelyne Pryor

Laura Kinney - daughter (clone) of James Logan Howlett

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Basically I have new editing software and it’s a lot of fun😂 thought I’d make a few collages for this intricate multiverse of ours. Decided not to include David or Lya (as they’re a later generation) but I’m sure they’ll pop up in future edits. Wasn’t sure where Laura officially stood, so I made one with her and one without (but she’s interacted with both Blake!Prime and James Xavier sooo😆)

“Hey M’gann,” James said, scurrying over to her. He lowered his voice, his smile so wide it threatened to split his face.