#threeclaws

Dammit where the hell was Shawn when you need him? The little redhead’s face scrunched up when she caught that thought of his directed towards her, blue eyes narrowing ever so slightly. The Professor was the first to know. He’d known because he was the only one more powerful to force his way past Sarah’s blocks on both their minds. Jean didn’t probe, otherwise she probably might’ve found out too. The teen looks her father up and down, backing away only slightly until he finally speaks. They smelled like him. Oh dammit. You’d think he would have warned them about this before they left their universe.

Sometimes, shit just went sideways. And for the mutants that bore the proud X symbol... whether tattooed on their body, or branded on their face, or stitched into their clothing... shit tended to go sideways a lot. This time hadn’t even been that bad, all things considered...

But he’d seen the look on Logan’s face, and he’d known: it could have, and it had been close. Normally, the Wolverine handled things like a soldier, like a warrior... but Warren was too similar to him not to know that wasn’t always the case. It couldn’t be.

Sometimes, like today, he needed someone just like everyone else on the damn planet needed someone sometimes. And usually, he didn’t have that option, so the guy was shit at communicating it. But today...?

Today Warren was there, and Warren knew.

Because he was the same.

So without a word, Warren grabbed Logan’s hand and yanked him towards the spare room kept open for the winged mutant, should he ever visit. Closing the door behind him with a backwards kick, he pushed Logan in the direction of the bed. Following after him, Warren crawled on the bed, pulling Logan into his lap and wrapping his arm around the poweful man.

—          IT MAKES HER chest hurt to watch him struggle and thrash about in his sleep, knowing there is little she can do to help him.  his head jerks in her direction in his sleep, she hears the slightest whimper from him.  her arms cross, fingers digging into her arm as if to remind herself not to move closer.  soon, a snarl, then he shoots up.

and that’s why she didn’t step closer.  the claws.  sharp and at the ready and pointed at her.  she forced herself not to flinch, to loosen the tension that builds in her shoulders as he slams awake, poised to attack.  there’s not a single flicker of magic from her, green eyes glinting in what little light there is in his room.

Everything had gone perfectly today.  Kate chalked it up to Gretchen’s ability to plan weddings in her sleep, especially ones as simple as Kate and Logan’s.  Anything that had had the potential to go wrong either got worked out quickly or they managed to prevent altogether.

The cherry blossom petals drifted down on a soft breeze, gently coating the driveway with a pretty layer of pink and white.  A few of the petals fell on the train of Kate’s dress as the piano chimed in and she began her walk down the aisle.  When Kate lifted her gaze to find Logan, she saw a momentary panic.  That poor man was fidgeting like an anxiety-ridden 5-year-old child.  But then he spotted her and she gave him soft smile.

Murmurs and giggles erupted from the crowd, even one person loudly advocating for Logan’s sudden flight from in front of the congregation and down the aisle towards her and Gretchen.  Her aunt chuckled quietly just before Logan could reach them and pulled away as Logan wrapped an arm around his bride’s waist.  

Kate couldn’t stop the bubbly laughter that he pulled out of her with that kiss.  She looked up at him, a wide grin on her lips and shaking her head at him in amusement.  “You look handsome,” she whispered to him as she slid her arm through his.  

RPC POSITIVITY WEEK. DAY ONE: favorite portrayals of a character in another fandom

@anarchiisms  ———  I will forever be thankful that one random day I reached out to Jude in a simple message, asking if hey, would maybe you want to ship? Years later, blogs later, a relationship later, that same ship is still ruining my life to this very day. Jude’s passion for Bucky is astounding and something to truly be admired; she can take breaks on him, his muse can be sound asleep, but regardless, one day he jolts awake and suddenly it’s 2AM and Jude is yelling Bucky emotions at me. I’m forcing myself to stop, because honestly I could talk about how much I love Jude and her Bucky for several years.

@threeclaws  ———  Ol’ Knife-Hands Jimmy. Honestly? I don’t even really recall exactly when Maggie and I met or how we became friends; it was just there, like some kind of magic. One day we were just friends, all those pieces just fell into place, and I’m so grateful they did, because Maggie’s Logan is a work of art. She puts so much into him, into giving him these mannerisms and nuances that just make him come alive. Whether she’s writing him as a Logan we all know and love, or something foreign and in uncharted territory it’s always amazing. We’re yet to write much between Kara and Logan, but I’m hoping that changes; even if it doesn’t, I love reading the threads and memes and honestly if you’re not following then you’re missing out.

@borntomurder  ———  Now, I don’t know a whole lot about Laura in the comics, but I do know that Arya puts so much into her Laura and it’s just a treasure to even see it let alone be involved. She’s not afraid to throw Laura into some new environment just to see what that might be like, or explore something new; honestly, I love that in talks about comics that we came up with this marvel and dc mashup where Kara is the light of Laura’s life and Laura keeps Kara grounded and is her steady anchor.

@flockleads  ———  Maximum Ride? I think you mean Max Danvers, because she’s definitely been adopted by Eliza and is an official and honorary Danvers sister. Beyond, Pipes, I know nothing of the series or the fandom, but that doesn’t matter because Max is now officially Supergirl’s little sister, that’s just canon, folks. Hasn’t anyone heard that I’m the new writer of Supergirl and I’m going to employ Pipes to bring Max there bc idk jones pastersom.

@astrawalk  ———  So, I’ve only spoken to Ryder... not very much, and we have one thread, I think, but I couldn’t just not include them because I adore their portrayal of Thor. Having been around the marvel rpc block a bit, I’ve seen many Thor blogs, but something about Ryder’s portrayal is just so spot on that I can’t even explain it; all these different aspects and dimensions of his character just strewn together so beautifully.

     She knows that shout of rage, that animalistic anger that fuels a man to slice claws through & through everything in their path. There’s a surprise that rises at how his claws can slice through her barrier, even after such pained screams emerge to bring rising smirk to her features ( yet there’s someone inside her BEGGING for release, begs for him to run in the opposite direction before she hurts him in ways she would have never wanted to ). 

     “Surprised you made it through the first one - you’re not going to keep going here now, are you big guy ? “

     Energy arises within palms to reveal like sparks to her hands, allowing them sweet release like a threatening storm, death toll arising so swiftly.