𝗡𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘀.

@telekiphoenix "That's the name of your grand-daughter, Mom". He said with another chuckle, moving to sit down at the table. Shrugging off the tactical gear and assortment of weaponry. "Call him, call dad".

@TomorrowSavior Well, at least he’s proud to use his abilities, maybe sending him off into a life where he didn’t have to be apologetic for being himself was the best decision. After all, that’s what they’re fighting for. “Hope, it’s what all of us needs in times of uncertainty.”

@TomorrowSavior just a moment to look at him, she out-stretch her hand but pulls away. She is his mother, but at the same time.. she wasn’t. it was.. awkward, but the maternal part of her gravitated towards him. “Nathan.. are you.. did you eat?”

@telekiphoenix "Not using your abilities gets you killed in my world". Nathan didn't apologize for reading her thoughts, he wouldn't apologize for it either. Their gift, their power was to be used. To protect people, not worry about manners and kindness. "Hope?". Nate just chuckled.

@TomorrowSavior “I mean. I try to not read anyone’s mind— after all, it’s a bit invasive. But how could I possibly try to hide from you. Look at you— I don’t know..” she sighed, “no matter what, how dark everything may seem, you need to have hope, my son.”

🦋 ᴛʜᴇ ᴘꜱʏʟᴏᴄᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀɪꜱᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀꜱʜᴇꜱ 🦋 🦋 ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ Soulless.⠀ 🦋

@telekiphoenix Nate grabbed the woman's hand, pulling her into an soft embrace. "Je-.. Mom-.. I can hear your thoughts. You of all people should know how hard it is to keep stuff from us-".

@TomorrowSavior “It’s hard to explain. He’s just not.. in his best place right now.” She hesitated, she didn’t want to upset him but if he were to know the rough patch Scott was in, how distant and cold he’s becoming. The way he’s more like Magneto than Charles.. “Don’t worry, let’s eat.”

∫ · dαrkholme, rαven : 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒆 · ɯho αm ı? thαt, mч deαr, ıs αn excellent questıon. ❪ mercenαrч + terrorıst. ❫ though not one eαsılч αnsɯered.❜

@telekiphoenix 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦? "What the hell's that meant to mean?-". Nate asked, his tone was abrupt. Almost-.. disrespectful before he immediately corrected himself with a muttered apology. 𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺-.. 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬-.. 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 "Yeah-.. that'd be nice"

@TomorrowSavior “Only if you want him too.” She rest her hand on his shoulder and took a deep breath. “He’s a bit on edge right now, we all are during these rough times. So don’t mind him if he’s a little crazy— he’s still your father.. somewhere in there.”

@telekiphoenix "Pizza? It's been like-.. three centuries since I had a slice of pizza-". Cable laughed, shrugging off the sling for his rifle. Placing it down on the table before them. "Is he gonna-..". 𝘋𝘢𝘥'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘴?

@TomorrowSavior “Oh you know..” a smile, even then he looks like him. how is it that she carried him in her womb for 9 months for him to look like. “your father wanted to do dumplings or oxtails but I’m thinking we can go out for some pizza instead?”

ʟᴜᴄᴋ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀ ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ. ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴛᴀɢᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ──────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────────── #MarvelRP | #XMenRP | #MVRP ───────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────────

@telekiphoenix A deep breath escapes his lips once again, his mind trying to keep itself together. Every time he saw her, his mother-.. The Phoenix. "I mean-.. what've you got?-". There was a smirk, the usually not-picky Cable was-.. trying his luck?

@TomorrowSavior “Right..” the slight imposter syndrome was attacking at her system, she knows that cares about him, that’s for sure, but everything felt so.. complicated. “I can read your mind too. I got food.. come eat.”

"The choices we make, the chances we take, define us." //New only to character. //Literate and Semi-detailed. //Independent Portrayal. //Ships w/ chem. (Non) Lewd //Writer Tag: #X //Like and RT?

ARIES. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦋་༘࿐ Those 3 episodes were fucking FIRE

"We are not the last of our kind—we are the first." ༺═─────────────═༻ ☬ Mostly movie based w/comic references ☬ 21+ for some dark themes ☬ Single-ships w/strong chemistry ☬ Lewd Accounts/Minors DNI

❛𝐈𝐭 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕.❜ 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙋𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙈𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙮𝙣𝙚 𝙋𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙧 ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ • ɴᴇᴡ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ ᴀᴅᴠ. ʟɪᴛ / ɴᴏᴠᴇʟʟᴀ ꜱᴛʏʟᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ #MARVELRP

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙙... 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙡.