((After doing some research - and reading @positivelybeastly's immaculate takes on Hank's fashion sense, I've started to take a stab at potential outfits with some themes in mind:
Scientist (Labcoat/flowing coat/robes)
Animal mutation (Tiger/Leopard print patterning on shirt and open chested style)
Acrobatic (Thigh shorts or flowy pants)
Bright yellow (referencing 70s fashion he grew up in with colours that pop on blue fur)
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Shout out to @positivelybeastly !!!! Muffin's threads are a delight to read AND challenge me to dig deep and bring out the best I can do in my replies.
Scene from canon from Emma's perspective: tricking Cassandra Nova into Stuff's body.
The situation was dire - to say the least. Present at Westchester despite her better judgment, Emma watched from a safe distance the situation with Cassandra unfold. Her only concern were the girls. Her girls. Made from her ova without her knowledge, the five girls stirred something inside of the cold White Queen.
An instinct even the Hellions didn't manage to fully awaken in her. The seeds of her caring for the children was there from the moment she started teaching her dear Hellions, however they had been students and not her actual children. She felt similarly towards the students Sean and herself taught together.
The Cuckoos. She missed years of the girls' lives, and she intended to not miss another minute. The growing threat to the school was a headache she could do without.
When she was presented with Stuff - and scanned its primitive, wired for learning brain - a plan started to form in the darkest, deepest recesses of her mind. Could not risk the Mummudrai occupying the brain of Charles catching a stray thought from the highly guarded White Queen, so she locked the plan in the mental safe with her most protected memories.
A few stern words of warning to the girls (stay out of trouble, if I don't come back, do not come for me or any of the other teachers) and she set off to present Stuff to Cassandra's genetic material so it could take her shape, mimic her cells perfectly.
The safe of her mind got reinforced when she turned into her diamond form. She couldn't feel emotions but she should not be vulnerable to psychic attacks in this form. Furthermore, her diamond form was stronger than her flesh-and-bones form, and she could argue, if asked, that carrying a grown woman was easier without muscle fatigue. A likely excuse for her use of her secondary mutation.
Arguing with Cassandra, presenting her with honeyed lies that the parasite wanted to believe, and ultimately tricking her was easier than Emma anticipated.
People saw Emma through the lens of the past - even though she had started her uphill battle against her own selfish instincts years before right after the Hellions were annihilated by Fitzroy - and not through her actions of the present.
She expected that and played with it. Pretending to betray her new associates was easy when they already expected her to. It stung her ego and spat in the face of all her efforts, but she focused on the usefulness of Hank's reaction in selling her lies to the bald cunt.
Hopefully what came next would help the X-Men see beyond their own prejudices and biases. It would be the least they could do as people actively fighting against the prejudices mutantkind faced every day.
Cassandra's essence slipped into the body in her arm, and she sighed a breath of relief. A split second of vertigo, which Emma dismissed as a sign of the pressure and anxiety easing up (little did she know that Cassandra used that split second to implant fake memories of Genosha into her brain, the conniving cur) and she set the body of Stuff, now trapping Cassandra, down onto the first available surface.
Charles stepped on his own two legs - and Emma lost all interest in the situation. Her girls were safe. She protected the children. Diamond turned to flesh, and high, expensive heels clicked on the hard floors as she walked away. Let Jean and Charles deal with the aftermath, she did what she set out to do.
She didn't care if anyone called out after her. She was going to see her girls, and reassure them that the coast was now clear. The ghost of a smile floated on her lips - she may be mother material after all. If only she could find someone (Scott?) who would let her in, and make her want to settle. But those were idle thoughts better explored at a later time.
Hank being able to speak fluent Yiddish in the Resurrection Stone issue of Avengers is so important to me.
I love that issue! I know that objectively Hank would have been interested in learning Yiddish anyway as a point of culture and of perserving languages that don't have large populations of speakers in the modern day (I like to think Hank knows Scots Gaelic for this reason), but I just... really love the idea of Hank learning to try and make Bobby a little more comfortable when they're both settling in to the X-Mansion, and reading up on it again when he gets to know Simon and Kitty who probably both know it pretty well and it just sticking with him as a language symbolic of some of the most important friendships in his life.
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Sabrebeast (you have no idea who sent this, shut up).
Send me a ship for my muse and I’ll say if I Ship it or if I Skip it.
I obviously can't stand to live without it.
Honestly, as absolutely wild as it seems, Sabrebeast is easily one of my favorite Victor ships probably only second to Sabreine. It's healthier, too, because they genuinely help one another, like.
Victor lets Hank go wild, he gives him that space to be unrefined and to lean into the animal/primal side. And then Hank gives Vic expectations, he gives him boundaries. He doesn't confine him, or, like, fully tame him, but he's very rigid in the if you want to see more of me you have to behave accordingly.
And Victor DOES. It's crazy, it's delicious. I think about it daily.
It was a hell of a week… turfed out of yet another institute after being discovered as a mutant. Trapped in another because of said mutation. Rescued by a team of more mutants! Then, somehow at the age of almost 30 years, being adopted by said mutants.
As she roams the halls out in search of a library, the main promise that had maintained her attention, Lex somehow found herself among the smell of chemicals and sterilised glass. A laboratory of sorts? Braving the new environment, a furred face pokes around the corner, feline muzzle first as her tail wriggles curiously.
“Lexie… you know better than this. Curiosity killed the cat” She speaks softly to herself, vaguely aware of another scent in the apparently empty room - one very unknown to her in breed.
