Teddybear

Harper looked up when Batman - Maahes - called out and introduced himself. Maybe it was just the isolated little town she lived in and the stupid priest who ran ...

Bobby quietly sobbed into her knees. She hated it. She hated the voice, she hated the visions, she hated the mirrors, she hated, hated, hated ... xXx Queenie's chest tightened ...

Kate pulled the hat down to better cover the wound - which was still also covered by the cloth - and grunted an acknowledgment before striding back down the alley ...

Queenie rolled her eyes. This CB person was really starting to get on her nerves. The door was CB's, the suggestion to go through it was Tara's, and Queenie didn't ...

The moment Kira's skin touched hers, Bobby jerked away, panic sending her heart crawling up her throat in a jolt of scrambling terror. She wrapped her arms around her knees ...

Harper giggled and bounced on the balls of her feet. This must be a gift, a surprise from Annie. Someone from her side of the fence had to have set ...

Harper jumped back with a few Latin words the local priest would faint at the sound of. Sparks?! She looked from Asher's hands, to his face, and then his hid ...

She was about to answer 'no' when she actually thought about his question. Did she? Could she do something like that? She'd never tried. Or, she thought she hadn't. Who ...

Harper yelped and jumped away when something flew past her in a blur of metal, then arced though the air and flew back around to pass her again. She whirled ...

I'd like to join, please. As the career soldier

I've decided to use a tragically underused character of mine. Harper: She's Scarlet Witch from the MCU. Her hair is a pink-to-blue ombre in cotton candy shades that hangs loosely ...

"No shit Sherlock," she muttered, "You got all of your survival stuff? For sure?" It would absolutely suck to find out they forgot something. James forgot something. Kate would have ...

Bobby wanted to lie. Lies made people go away, even if they didn't believe it. But she couldn't. Tears choked the words from her throat, and the lie couldn't make ...

"I'm judging him , asshole," she said with a roll of her eyes, "but sure. I'm projecting and you're not a bitch." She cast one last glance at the book ...

Queenie snickered, "Oh yeah, certainly don't know what that's like," she said sarcastically. "I wasn't judging you for being the offspring of some murderous pedophile, but now I'm definitely judging ...