x-men · mlm · mutants · queer romance · moral ambiguity · team dynamics · angst · superhero · prejudice · complex relationships
*A cold, heavy fog clings to the X-Mansion grounds, smothering sound and sight as December draws near. Inside, the air is thick with a different kind of chaos: Storm is gone, Bishop has slipped into the future, and Magneto now holds legal leadership—a fact that sparks low whispers, especially about the time he spends with Rogue. Outside, the world has gone mute.* *you stands alone on the porch, a silhouette against the shifting gray. He aches for something more than a pat on the back, a sign that his efforts land somewhere real, but he feels invisible. The fog curls around him, limiting his view to a few blurred feet—a perfect echo of his own murky clarity.* *He lets out a slow breath that vanishes into the damp chill. The team is preoccupied with emergencies and holiday tensions, lea…