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Charlotte laughed. “Can’t really blame her—getting ready for those over-the-top formal events is such a chore.”

She stayed still, reaching up to gently squish his cheeks between her hands, giggling when the baby nifflers let out delighted trills as he carefully wove the flowers into her braid.

“Oh, is that so? Maybe the shimmery flowers will give her an edge with Diamond,” she mused, smiling. “Newt had his niffler trained to track—maybe Diamond could learn too?”

Just then, one of the baby nifflers let out a cheerful trill and pawed at Lucian’s lap, clearly eager to be part of the conversation.

"Not really, my sister ain't the most girly of girls you know - gotta twist her arm to attend those flashy formal events high statuses people like us have to attend to" Lucian chuckled as he took a flower and started to do his best in tucking it just behind her ear first, before he moved to grab another, his gaze looking to the baby nifflers with a chuckle

"My sister is spoiling the one she found during a raid, gives her trouble but she's been finding ways to make things work with having Diamond around" He spoke trying to braid one flower into her hair like he was trying to make a flower tiara almost

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Charlotte let out a soft chuckle. “No, they won’t steal them. There’s just enough shimmer to catch their eye, but not enough to tempt them.” She reached up, gently tucking a flower back into place in his hair.

“What? Is it my turn now?” she teased with a laugh, inching closer until their knees brushed. She caught his gaze and held it, smiling softly as the baby niffles nestled into her lap, wide-eyed with quiet wonder.

“Have you done this before?” she asked, her voice low and curious.

“Alright… don’t open your eyes yet,” Charlotte murmured as she tucked the last flower into his hair. The baby nifflers stared up at Lucian in awe, drawn to the glinting blossoms. “There—ta-da! You’ve officially got their attention now.”

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Lucian didn't have to guess on what Charlotte was doing, he could smell a few of the flowers and feel the petals touching him at times - which brought an amused grin to his face despite he tried to hide it as she worked. Opening his eyes, he chuckled and looked to the little nifflers who seemed to have their sole attention on him - well alright the flowers she put in his short hair "You sure they're not going to try and steal these? you worked hard to get them in my hair sweetheart" he chuckled "your turn now though"

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She adored Brax. He was the only one who could keep up with her chaos. He challenged her, made her laugh, brightened her days without even trying. They had an understanding—both lonely in their own ways, yet neither in need of anyone. They just genuinely liked being around each other.

They got each other.

“Mmm, watermelon,” she murmured with a mischievous smile, savoring the candy on her tongue as she shot him a defiant what are you gonna do about it? look.

He answered without words—his hands gripped her hips, keeping her close, and a sharp gasp escaped her when he bit her bottom lip, harder than expected. Then came the kiss, deep and tangled, their tongues meeting in a familiar rhythm as he stole the lollipop right out of her mouth.

She remembered the first time they kissed—sweet, sticky watermelon between them.

“Easy…” she’d whispered back then, nipping his lip in return. "Come on, I got you something." she takes his hands, guiding him over to the living room "Ta-da, a kitten."

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"That's mine." Kassandra snatches the combat knife from Braxton's hand, then leans in for a deep kiss, just enough to swipe the lollipop from his lips.

Shocked was putting it lightly because, damn it, Kassandra always did this. Pushed his buttons. God damn, he couldn't help but thank the lord almighty that she joined his line of work 'cuz she was exactly his type.

Bold. Beautiful. Cocky. A pain in the ass to boot but how could he complain when she met him word for word, snark surrounding them like it was their own secret language.

"Uh, s'cuse me," Brax drawled out, the grin on his lips revealing his true feelings. "I think someone needs to learn how to share, huh?" Reaching out to grip the mercenary's hip to keep her in place, Braxton leaned forward and, after a sharp nip to her full lower lip, he kissed her.

The candy only made it that much sweeter. But the moment he managed to get the sweet sugary candy into his mouth, he pulled away,

She shouldn't have been surprised when his tongue met hers, but the moment he managed to get the sweet sugary candy into his mouth, he pulled away, all while making a show of licking his lips, smirking at her.

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Charlotte chuckled, rolling her eyes with a teasing glint. “Because you’ve been hitting me with pickup lines since the day we got partnered.”

She kept her tone light, but the moment he tugged his bottom lip between his teeth, her breath caught in her throat. God, she wished it was her biting that lip. Then he stood, and she watched—entranced—as his tongue dragged slowly across his lip. She groaned inwardly. “Since when do you go for the organic stuff? Who even are you? And what have you done with the real Tristan?” she joked, but her voice faltered when his next words hit her. Wait—did he just confirm it? The tension between them? Was she affecting him the same way he affected her?

The truth was, Charlotte secretly loved every ridiculous line he tossed her way. Even the worst ones made her smile. Especially when it came from him.

From the corner of her eye, she watched Tristan join the food line. She admired the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed, the low chuckle he aimed at one of the rookies—ugh, that rookie.

Onion girl.

Charlotte was halfway to making a move before she even realized it—but an agent intercepted her. The same one she’d been trying to shake for weeks. She pasted on the polite, practiced smile she reserved just for creeps and tuned him out. Her gaze found Tristan’s, and she didn’t hesitate. She excused herself, walked straight to him, and reached up to tug him down by the collar.

With a soft kiss to his cheek, she whispered, “Agent Heart doesn’t understand the word no. I’m going to kiss you now, okay?”

And before he could answer, she closed the gap and kissed him full on the mouth.

Two birds. One stone.

But the moment their lips met, her breath hitched again—this time for real. She pulled back, blinking up at him. “Wow... okay, you weren’t lying. You really can kiss.”

She laughed, finally letting go. “See you at the briefing, Romeo.”

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He hadn't even opened his mouth before she spoke up, and her words just made the man pout slightly, his eyes narrowing playfully. "No? Really, luv? What makes you think that I wasn't just going to ask if there were any waffles today, huh, chit?" Eyes crinkling as he tried to hold back the smile that was fighting its way onto his lips, yet failing at such a simple task.

"Nuh uh. You keep wounding my fragile heart and then expect me to give it a go right then and there?" Tristan teased her, a soft laugh escaping his mouth as he shook his head, not even knowing that he was grinning at her. What she said gave him a moment's pause, though, because all he could think of was: 'Not as smooth as you thought, huh, Payne?'.

Why did that bother him as much as it did?

Shoving the lingering, not to mention surprising, thought away, Tristan set the cuppa down at the table that Charlotte was sitting at and slowly tugged his lower lip in between his teeth, the smile there yet not as bright because for some daft reason he wasn't able to get the curiously disappointing idea out of his mind.

It bothered him that she could see right through him. Not many people had that ability anymore.

Raising a brow, he gently pushed away from the table so that he could go check out the waffle situation himself. "It has to be organic, poppet. Remember that, hm?" His tongue slipped out to wet his lips as he started to walk towards where the food was, backwards no less, before the words came to him.

“You know that little smirk you just did? Yeah, dangerous.” Giving her a cheeky wink along with a smile, he turned around and continued onwards. "Don't know what you do to a man's heart with that smirk, do you, love?" Tristan called out over his shoulder, mentally smacking himself in the head at how it sounded. He meant it. But she wouldn't believe him, would she?

'Bugger me...' He thought, a little fumble in his stride, now that the realization was glaringly apparent to him. It bothered him that she thought of him that way because... it actually mattered to him.

What she thought of him. Which was something very rare for him to feel. It would've felt wrong to give her a line. It would have felt wrong because she deserved better than a cheesy quip.

He couldn't bloody flirt with Charlotte because he liked her. How did he turn back into a fucking school boy with a crush?

Turns out that there was someone who got under his skin, and the only thing that he could think of as he made his way back to her was:

'Oh, fuckin' hell.'

He couldn't berate himself that much, however, because he caught sight of her talking to one of the other agents, the sunshine that she brought visible in her smile.

'How can I make her smile like that at me?'

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“Just in case she tries to kiss you!” she says, spraying her perfume all over him. Why didn’t Charlotte like Onion girl? She sometimes wonders that herself, but deep down, she recalls how confident Onion girl was when she bragged to Charlotte about sleeping with Tristan. For some reason, that comment didn’t sit well with her, so she started mixing Onion girl's perfume with onion oil. That's how Onion girl got her nickname.

“She’s not all that great for you.”

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Charlotte sprays Tristan with her perfume, "You smelled like onion girl."

"Wha- ey! 'Lottie, right in the bleedin' face, really?" Tristan bemoaned, rapidly blinking his eyes to try to get rid of the sting, trying to look serious while giving her a narrowed look.

"And you can't keep callin' her that, you know that, right? I just got back from recon with her and she wasn't a problem... why don't you like her, luv?" Finally rubbing his eyes clear, he peered down at her in curiosity, head tilted.

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She felt betrayed.

The complete betrayal was crushing, and she despised herself for letting her defenses down. She hated that she'd fallen for something so despicable - a new low for humanity to inflict on mutants. Charlotte had heard of Hydra, an ancient organization, but she never thought they'd take an interest in mutants. She wondered if Charlie was involved - no, she decided, not Charlie. It hurt to think that she'd exposed herself to him in such a vulnerable way. He'd sensed her emotions, her anger, her fear, and used them against her. "I trusted you," she hissed, as Hydra clamped her arms behind her back. The buzzing of the collar around her neck made her feel weak and faint as she was dragged to the containment cell.

She remembered how Charlie had helped her control her abilities, but that bond was gone, replaced by anger. The feeling of being seen and understood was a distant memory. Her eyes blazed with anger as she held his gaze, even after the door closed.

The intel was solid. She knew mutants were being taken, and now she knew where they were being held. Charlotte had once been gentle and soft, but that was before her escape from the Trask facility. One experiment had been her downfall, and her escape was well-known among humans and mutants. Trask had taken pride in creating a powerful mutant, a secret weapon for the government contract. However, Trask hadn't anticipated how quickly Charlotte’s abilities would evolve when fueled by anger and resentment.

The collar that had once suppressed her abilities was now shattered on the floor. As her hands and feet transformed into ice, her entire being took on the icy form of an ice sculpture. For the first time, she let her anger drive her abilities, allowing it to take control and leaving a frozen grave behind. Guards, scientists, and staff members were now frozen in place, like Medusa's collection of stone statues.

As Charlotte approached the facility, she made no attempt to be discreet. She charged forward, her body propelled by a surge of momentum, her fists unleashing ice spears that shattered the metal door. Inside, a cold mist enveloped her, and she vanished into the fog to target one agent at a time.

The more she let her anger fuel her abilities, the more it took over her body. Her bright blue eyes shone with a fierce intensity, strands of ice clung to her hair, and frost coated her skin as she continued to rage. A grunt escaped her lips as she burst through a door, and the fog lifted just enough for her to speak to the mutant in the cell. “Come with me; I’ll take you somewhere safe," she urged, lifting him to his feet. Just as the gunfire erupted, Charlotte created a thick wall of ice, giving them a chance to escape.

Keep running.

Keep running.

Her legs burned from the exertion of running uphill, but she refused to give up. When she reached the top, she turned back to the facility, alarms blaring, and was awed by the sight of the ice catching the sunlight. “Let’s go; follow me," Charlotte said, her skin now free of ice and frost.

It was strange to see only one mutant in the facility, with no others in sight. “If you don’t mind me asking… what are your powers?"

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"What are we waiting for? X marks the spot."

Assassin's Creed Valhalla

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​doing drafts slowly sorryyyy

I have not forgotten about you all! Hi by the way.

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So my Asteria’s FC is on Call of Duty 🤭 so of course I ended up buying her!

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I have not forgotten about you all! Hi by the way.

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Anyone interested in watching Miss Scaredy Cat @etherealxmuses and me play The Last of Us pt 1?

I can promise that the commentary will outweigh the fact that I'm not very good at video games, but I make all the attempts to pretend I'm good and play anyway; or that she's terrified of zombies, but I'm forcing her to play anyway and she gave in >:D

I think we managed to collaborate so you can see both of our gameplay, but since we're next to each other, just one (no echo) audio with us both probably screaming and dying.

Plus you get to hear how much I bitch at everyone for never moving fast enough Ellie.

There's a chat and everything! It'll be horrible but good ASMR 😂

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I’m gonna be online but probably quiet and slow because @etherealxmuses and I are having a full gameplay of The Last of Us part 1, but look at that aesthetic tho. Matchy tattoos, controllers and custom ps5 controllers!!

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Mah babiesssss

Brah do you live on a cat farm? The black bag one is new i think?

I am a proud cat lady. Thank you very much. 😂

Yes, that's actually baby Orion!

I think @etherealxmuses posts his pictures more often; he's legit her shadow, but let me see if I can find their pictures.

Orion the babiee kitten - top left Habibi the beanless kitten- top right Kassandra of Sparta kitten - middle left Angel the potato kitten - middle right Purry the warrior kitten - bottom left Pheonîx the everknowing kitten - bottom right

Although only two of them are actual kitten kittens, the rest are about a year. ;-; my babies.

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"You have to burn to the ground before you can rise like a phoenix from the ashes."

An independent, mutually exclusive, and more than just low-ish activity roleplay blog.

Featuring muses from the worlds of Marvel, DC, The Walking Dead, The Last of Us, Various video games, and so many more obscure fandoms that the muses from them wouldn't fit here if we tried to list them out.

Hey, even the unknown, unwanted, or forgotten muses from a random show or movie sometimes need love, too!

Let's not start with the number of OCs that live here, because it might be shocking.

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*As of 5/28/25, this blog is being updated and is still under construction, until further notice.

*The Muse list is not 100% up to date, nor is the final theme; however, I have the OC biographies, and a link to their bio will be available soon.

*Follow at your own discretion, you're here to make your dash a safe space. So remember that and you'll never be powerless!

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Two steps back, block; two steps forward, punch. It was just a warm-up, a simple sparring session—something Natalia had practiced countless times with the Asset - Winter.

Natalia groaned when Winter landed a punch to her right side, instinctively stepping back to minimize further damage. "Something the matter?" she asked, noticing the serious expression on his face. "You're starting to pull your punches, old man," she remarked before launching forward, spinning to the left at the last moment to catch him off guard. Using the momentum, she lifted her body, wrapping her thighs around his neck, then pulling him down to the mat.

She heard him groan as she squeezed his windpipe—"Tap out," she demanded. Yet something felt off; there was usually playful banter between them during their training sessions, but today, he seemed distracted.

She finally released him, rolling away before kneeling beside him. "Winter? What's wrong? Can't keep up with me anymore?" she teased, but his heavy breathing was her only answer. He had never been this quiet with her; their sessions were always filled with back-and-forth exchange. "Winter?" She inched closer to examine his face.

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Umm do I intimidate people?? 😂 I found out I intimidate people... I'm just a bean and occasionally a potato.