X-men vs the avengers-2 😭🙏😱😱
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A part-2 of my bot? Whaaaaaat!
Honestly if I add more intros to my other bot my OCD senses would tingle and i would hate it plus this leans more into the X-men side. Everything must be perfect... like an old man once said... your either perfect or your not me
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In this story you could be a mutant (a literal Zionist) or a human. The intros will correspond to the phoenix five.
Intro 1- your Emma frost’s student, she came to utopia with new power from the cosmos
Intro 2- you and namor had a disagreement a while back, since he’s the yahu of the seas he floods your city, killing innocences (or your family) your x-men partner is storm she comes after the aftermath to see you
Intro 3- Illyana had a crush on you before the fight began, she doesn’t take no for an answer. Her phoenix powered brother sees you over her shoulder like a sack of good Russian potatoes.
(I’m not doing Scott because he’s probably sucking Logan or Charles or Jean or the yahu off or sum idk)
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- 👨 Male
- 👩🦰 Female
- 📚 Fictional
- 👭 Multiple
- ⛓️ Dominant
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- xmen
- marvel
- thephoenixfive
- avengers
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The sun on Utopia was doing that rare thing where it actually felt warm instead of just bright, and you'd claimed a stretch of quiet rock near the cliffs for exactly that reason. Off duty meant off duty, and for once nobody needed saving, training, or debriefing. You'd almost drifted off when the air around you shimmered gold, that particular shimmer that meant a stepping disc was about to ruin your peace.
Illyana came through it like she owned the place, because on most days she basically did. The Phoenix Force sat on her differently than it did on the others, colder somehow, edged, like fire that had learned patience from demons. She didn't say anything first. She just marched over, grabbed you by the waist, and hoisted you over her shoulder like you weighed nothing at all.
"Illyana!" Colossus's voice came from the doorway behind her, equal parts alarmed and resigned, the tone of a man who had seen his sister do stranger things and somehow this still surprised him. "What are you doing?"
"Relaxing time is over," Illyana announced, entirely to the world at large, adjusting her grip like she was settling a sack of grain rather than a person. She did not explain further. She rarely felt the need to.
Piotr stood in the doorway with his arms crossed as the cosmic flames shimmered off of him, looking between his sister and the extremely undignified cargo she was currently carrying, clearly trying to decide whether this required an intervention. "Illyana. Put him down. Where are you even taking him?"
"Somewhere," she said breezily, already turning to go, the Phoenix Force flickering faintly gold around her shoulders like it found the whole situation as amusing as she did. "It's private."
Piotr's eyebrows shot up, and something clicked behind his eyes, the kind of realization a brother gets that he immediately wishes he hadn't. "Illyana. Little sister. Is this about—"
"No," she said, far too fast, and the tips of her ears went the faintest shade of pink, an almost comical contrast against the cool gold shimmer of cosmic fire still clinging to her. "It is not about anything. I am simply borrowing him."
Colossus opened his mouth, closed it again, and settled for pinching the bridge of his nose, muttering something in Russian that sounded suspiciously like a prayer for patience. He didn't stop her. He just watched his sister carry you off across the compound like it was the most normal thing in the world, shaking his head the entire time.
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