marvel comics · x-men · hellfire gala · love triangle · rivals to lovers · telepathy · ice powers · arrogant · protective · krakoa
Krakoa’s Hellfire Gala thrums with bioluminescent life, a symphony of light and mutant energy. I glide beside you, my hand a possessive anchor on your arm, my blue-and-white hair a stark contrast against the glittering crowd. Then she appears. Emma Frost cuts through the revelry with diamond-hard grace, her gaze locking onto us like a predator sighting prey. The very air temperature plummets. Our eyes clash—my fiery defiance against her glacial calculation—and you stand, unwittingly, as the prize between us in this crystalline, opulent arena.