Jamie "Prime" Madrox

Honeymoon

sirynssong:

multiplesofme:

Jamie let the cool ocean be a calming balm on his many injuries, emotional and otherwise. He felt so apart from all the hustle and bustle.. apart from all the stress and the pain that normally resulted from his failures. Here.. he felt at peace. He sighed blissfully as he stood on the sand, and he threw his head back and looked up at the azure sky. He was happy, he was truly happy.

The disconcerting feeling of happiness gave him pause and he allowed the buoyant force to hold him aloft as his thoughts assaulted him and something- no.. someone came to the fore of his thoughts. Magneto.. The thought wasn’t accompanied by resentment or revulsion.. it was accompanied by hope.. hope for him and his family.

 “JAMIE…come here me darlin!” Jamie snapped out of his reverie as he floundered in the water for a moment, looking to his wife. “Wha-?..” Jamie looked to her hand on her belly and he felt joy well up within him as he swam as fast as he could towards her. As he got to her, he could hardly catch his breath but his smile was everpresent. “Yes.. my dear?..” 

She grins and takes his hand moving it over her side, a smile appearing on her face as their child moves again. “That me love, thought ye might wanna feel yer child.”  She watches the expression on his face and grins brightly. Here, on this island, they not Banshee, or Siryn as she was back to being called since her father was alive again, and Multiple Man, they were not superheros, or members of the brotherhood. They had been nothing but Mister and Missus Madrox. Terry and Jamie, themselves. He had been so relaxed since they arrived.

She leans over and kisses his forehead. “I love ye so much Jamie.” her green eyes shine a bit, “Are ye happy boyo?”

As she gently takes his hand in hers and puts it on her belly, he can’t help but smile wider - he didn’t know it was possible. The fruit of our love, our little baby.. I can feel the movements. As she spoke and the little life within her stirred, he felt joy overwhelm him and he self-consciously brushed his eyes. “I..” He couldn’t speak and he only went down on his knees to be sure not to bother his blushing bride, and kissed her from the side. He could feel the freedom and happiness of this lifestyle, and he was happy.. he enjoyed every moment of this and he could hardly believe it was finally happening. 

They were finally alone and relaxed and happy.. not having to deal with any rampaging monsters or any form of debased mutants.. they were just them. He suddenly felt very tired.. so very tired and as he broke the kiss and became lost in thought, his wife’s kiss on his forehead snapped him out of his reverie. “I love you too, my dear wife.. I love you so much. And yes, I am so very happy.. so happy that I have decided..” He watched her cock her head to one side and her brows came together in a questioning motion and he swallowed.

“… I am giving over command of The Brotherhood to Magneto. I am done with this..” His words had an innate finality and it felt good to say them, he felt good.. 

Honeymoon

sirynssong:

Theressa sits in the lounge chair as she gazes at the ocean. She runs a hand through her wet hair as she watches Jamie swim in the waves. The light catches her ring and she can’t help but smile at it. The Celtic knot work in her ring makes her tear up at the thoughtfulness that went into Jamie’s thinking. She waves at her husband…husband, she still isn’t sure if she’ll ever get used to that word.

She runs a hand over her expanding belly and pushes aside all of the bad thoughts that come at her. Their lives are turning around for the good. They made it down the isle this time. Nothing major happened, Wade had even been at the reception without incident. She giggles, she had thought they would stay a little while after their I-do’s, but he had whisked her out of there like the place had been on fire. “A bit eager boyo?” she remembers whispering to him.

She looks over the beautiful water and the bright crisp clear skies and wishes they could stay here on this tiny island for even longer. She knows that Jamie has Jared and Jacob taking care of things back at home, but she also knows as happy as he is here with her and just her, well he wouldn’t be the man she loved if he wasn’t concerned about getting back to work. They have a few more days here, alone. As her hand rests on her belly she feels movement. “JAMIE…come here me darlin!”

Jamie let the cool ocean be a calming balm on his many injuries, emotional and otherwise. He felt so apart from all the hustle and bustle.. apart from all the stress and the pain that normally resulted from his failures. Here.. he felt at peace. He sighed blissfully as he stood on the sand, and he threw his head back and looked up at the azure sky. He was happy, he was truly happy.

The disconcerting feeling of happiness gave him pause and he allowed the buoyant force to hold him aloft as his thoughts assaulted him and something- no.. someone came to the fore of his thoughts. Magneto.. The thought wasn’t accompanied by resentment or revulsion.. it was accompanied by hope.. hope for him and his family.

 “JAMIE…come here me darlin!” Jamie snapped out of his reverie as he floundered in the water for a moment, looking to his wife. “Wha-?..” Jamie looked to her hand on her belly and he felt joy well up within him as he swam as fast as he could towards her. As he got to her, he could hardly catch his breath but his smile was everpresent. “Yes.. my dear?..” 

The Reception, The Escape!

sirynssong:

It was all a blur after the moment he pressed his lips to hers. He felt joy beyond joy and as his heart fluttered in his chest. We finally did it.. it’s really happening. His feet found purchase in the silky, red carpet and his arm found its other half with Theresa’s. He was truly happy, and it had been quite a long time since he had been happy. He could hardly believe he would be allowed to be happy after everything he’d done and everything that had happened to him. He was giddy with joy and without care, he picked her up and his lips found hers. 

With her in his arms, he whisked her out and into the small room next to the parish.  Nice and simple… she knows how I like it. Jamie laughed without reason and he laid her down in an ornately carved mahogany chair. “Made it just for you.. I’m not.. the best.. but I hoped you’d like it.” Jamie intoned, looking at the myriad imperfections in the carved chair. He lovingly passed his hand over the crooked heart with a J + T carved into it and he laughed at the ill-fitting emerald below it. He looked to her and smiled. “What do you say, Terry?” 

She moves her hand slowly over the heart, her fingers caressing the grains of the wood as she looks at him, her eyes shinning. “What do I say about what Jamie?”

She places her hands around his neck and pulls him to her kissing him with a bit more passion then she did in the church itself. She stares into his face, into his eyes. She’s heard the stories of the future, and knows that this day played no part in it occurring to some. Well she was tired of playing by what other people said was her future.  Her hand moves over his face. “If ye be talking about the chair. I love it, can nae wait to see it in our home. Now as for being t’ best” she kisses him softly. “That ye are me darlin’. The best, the only..I love ye so very much”

He couldn’t help but smile at his wife’s… Wife.. wow, that sounds so.. so fitting… at his wife’s admiration of the chair. He was almost giddy with elation and he hardly heard her, his eyes only for her. As she kissed him, he felt the fiery thrill of their embrace canter over his every nerve. At her soft and beautiful words, he could only smile as pink colored his cheeks, his eyes glimmering with unabashed love. In front of the whole crowd, he easily swept her off her feet and looked to them, his face alight with mischievous delight,:

“Well.. I am truly glad that you could all take some of your time to be witness to this beautiful ceremony. Please do enjoy the phenomenal food that we have arrayed for you..” He paused, almost dramatically, as he saw the light of understanding touch the eyes of his dupes. “.. Because we are leaving. Adios!” 

Prime laughed as he whisked away his giggling bride, gently laying her into the spacious back of the limo he had rented and running to take the driver’s seat. He could hear laugh ringing in the small room they had just exited and he suppressed a smile, backing up to take his blushing bride away on their honeymoon.

“Alright, Terry.. so where to?” he spoke in his best chauffeur voice as he screamed down the gravel road. 

(Source: multiplesofme)

@Deadpool.

regeneratingdegenerate:

multiplesofme started following you

Deadpool, but I’m pretty sure you know that. I’m a friend of Terry’s.

“Yes, Wade.. I know you. Welcome to the reception.” 

OBLIGATORY TUESDAY POST

theitaliansniper:

shotgunshutshiscakehole2:

@Moira, The Conundrum.

Jamie sighed as he hefted his small phone, looking at it as if it could solve all his problems and he sighed. He thumbed the screen to life and navigated the digital menu for the name he was searching for. He sighed as he clicked “call”, feeling a small ache in his heart as he thought of how he should have kept more in touch with her, how much he owed her. He sighed as he heard the phone ring.

“Hey.. it’s.. it’s Jamie. I umm.. need some help.” he spoke guiltily. He wasn’t even sure he had picked up, his words just tumbled out as he felt helplessness claw at him. 

The Reception.

sirynssong:

multiplesofme:

Jamie felt the air fly out of him as soon as he saw the radiant angel that was his betrothed walk down the aisle towards him. Sean, admittedly a handsome man, looked paltry and awkward next to the fiery-locked woman in her green garments. Jamie swallowed but found his throat dry and parched, but it didn’t matter for the only thing he could feel was the joy welling up deep within him. He felt his eyes shine as he saw her take step after slow step towards him alongside the radiantly-smiling Sean. It’s finally time.. it’s truly here. He felt a reassuring pressure on his shoulder as Jared placed a hand on his shoulder, squeezing warmly. The first emotional response he’s given. Jared smiled at him and Jamie smiled wanly - almost pityingly, but as he faced Terry his lips pulled upwards almost comically in a joyful smile. 

As Sean finally traversed the full length of the hallway and stood in front of the altar with the blushing bride by his side, Jamie felt it hard to focus with her so close. It was just like the first time; it was ridiculous. As Sean gave her away, Jamie could feel the smile plastered to his face and as he took Theresa’s hands in his, he felt fire spread along his being as the tingling sensation of pure joy exploded within him. “I love you..” he whispered to her, his eyes staring into hers.

He could only smile as he looked at her for he felt she was the only one in the room with him and the father; three people was all he could sense. He stared lovingly in her eyes as he heard the father speak, his words filling Jamie with happiness and steeling his conviction. As the father finished speaking, Jamie could hardly wait to utter the two words that let his spirit soar:

“I do…” 

They had opted to go for the simpler ceremony rather then the full blown mass, and as she links hands with Jamie smiling softly as her eyes meet his, she is again grateful for this decision. She wants to just move on, from this day forward, no more dwelling in the past. They had found each other again, as he whispers to her she feels her smile grow even wider, found love again. She returns his gaze, eyes only for him.

She feels his fingers caress over hers during the hand-fasting portion of the ceremony, “love you so much” she whispers back. She listens to the fathers words, her heart soaring, beating in her chest. She can not remember ever being happier.

Time flies, soon they are reciting their vows, exchanging rings, her voice catches in her throat as she says “I do.” Then the next thing she knows the father is telling Jamie that he can kiss his bride.

Jamie takes her into his arms and kisses her softly. She returns the kiss, her arms going around him as she whispers  “we finally did it me darlin’” The the father is turning them to face the few friends and family in attendance and announces them as man and wife and they are walking up the isle arm in arm as the pipers play.

It was all a blur after the moment he pressed his lips to hers. He felt joy beyond joy and as his heart fluttered in his chest. We finally did it.. it’s really happening. His feet found purchase in the silky, red carpet and his arm found its other half with Theresa’s. He was truly happy, and it had been quite a long time since he had been happy. He could hardly believe he would be allowed to be happy after everything he’d done and everything that had happened to him. He was giddy with joy and without care, he picked her up and his lips found hers. 

With her in his arms, he whisked her out and into the small room next to the parish.  Nice and simple… she knows how I like it. Jamie laughed without reason and he laid her down in an ornately carved mahogany chair. “Made it just for you.. I’m not.. the best.. but I hoped you’d like it.” Jamie intoned, looking at the myriad imperfections in the carved chair. He lovingly passed his hand over the crooked heart with a J + T carved into it and he laughed at the ill-fitting emerald below it. He looked to her and smiled. “What do you say, Terry?” 

Jared the Hollow, Jared the Misguided.

therealwadewilson:

Jared smiled grimly, without mirth, as he saw the merc fly back against the wall. His voice was hoarse and hollow as he spoke, his eyes flashing with pain and anger, “What’s my problem?.. What’s my problem?! I’ve done nothing but try to follow what I think is right.. and it finally wasn’t enough. Did I do something wrong with her?!..” Jared vent his frustration in his screams but his eyes narrowed as he heard a nearby sound.

“Where is she, Wade?.. Tell me.. I know you were in contact with her. Tell me..” his voice was hardly a whisper but his eyes flashed in a deadly manner. “I just.. want to find her..” his voice broke at the end before he took a deep breath, his guns still trained on the everliving mercenary. 

“Yo, you’ve gone off the deep end pal.. I have no clue what your talking about..” He stated with a frown as he grabbed one of his duel pistols. “Not a clue… How the hell would I know where Roxanne went?” He challenged, backing away. 

Without warning Wade went to open fire on Jared. “Even if I knew where she was I wouldn’t tell you! Your bat shit crazy!” He snapped. He didn’t trust Jared, not at all. Wade would not rat out a fellow merc to someone like him.

“Oh.. how ironic.. YOU telling ME I’ve gone off the deep end? Laughable.. in any other situation but this. And you would know.. I know for a fact you were in contact with her not too long ago. I had Johnson check her out while he wasn’t too busy but then he had a case and… either way, I know you’d know. Tell me-!” As he finished his sentence, he hardly had time to roll behind a nearby garbage container before the bullets whizzed past him. He bit down angrily, feeling the blood oozing down a graze on his left arm. 

“Oh.. well I will find her.. and when I do.. if I find out you did.. if you..” he sputtered, unable to finish his sentence in his rage as he dove for the next available cover through the hail of bullets. One clipped him in the right arm and the next one narrowly  missed his face, drawing blood on his right cheek. “.. If you did.. I will find a way to kill you Wade.” His voice was down to a whisper again, making the promise that much more real and lethal which only served to mask the small clinking sound echoing through the alleyway.

Jared smiled to himself as he easily slipped out of the narrow alleyway, hearing the Merc have to reload. Good.. all these distractions might help me yet. 

Jared hoped Wade didn’t hear it, he hoped he didn’t hear the grenade roll down to stop right at his feet. 

(Source: multiplesofme)

@Spiderwoman, Freizeit.

jessicadrewspiderwoman:

Johnson’s face creased into a smile as he heard her voice. Hah.. I missed her voice. He hardly noticed he hadn’t spoken, his thoughts racing back to their first and only date. He heard her ask a question and he snapped back to the present. “I..I’ve been well. I’m sorry I hadn’t called earlier, I just got so held up by this last case. I’m glad to hear you might be free because in two days I’ll finally be blowing into town again and I want to see you. Truly, I-..I’ve missed you.” The last sentence came out haltingly and awkwardly from his mouth for the embarassment he felt was a bit too much for him to admit but he brushed it off with a small chuckle.

“So…” he cleared his throat then. “How’ve you been?” 

For a moment there she thought the line might have cut out, but then he finally spoke. “It’s fine. We all get busy. Some more than others. You have your job and I have mine.” He continued to speak and as he did, she spotted some kids across the road watching her on the ledge through their apartment windows, pointing at her. She didn’t pay them any mind after that. “You’re coming back to New York?…..I’ve missed you, too.” She heard him chuckle, causing her to smile a little. “I’ve been good. Keeping busy. Ben moved in and that’s about it. Wait—you remember Ben, right? Anyway, he was homeless, so…yeah,” she didn’t really know why she was telling him this. “Apart from that, things with SHIELD and the Avengers is starting to pick up again. There was a bit of a rough patch there for a while, but we all worked it out.” She felt like she was rambling, “So how’d the job go? Remind me to kick Jamie’s ass when I see him, will you?” She joked. 

“Good to hear I’ve been missed.” chuckled Johnson as he drove, his eyes flashing momentarily to the groggy child now stirring. “Oh yeah, I remember Ben.. is that his music I hear in the background? I remember having done a file on him and reporting a penchant for this type of music. Anyhow, I’m glad to hear that things are picking up in these fronts.” His tone was sincere and conversational as he swerved to avoid a drunk driver, his eyes darting back to the telekinetic. Still out.. he will for a while. Took three darts to the chest. Poor kid… but I had to do it.

“The job went well.. I tracked down the mutant I needed to bring in and finished up not too long ago. He’s alright.. just sedated for the drive home. And don’t worry.. I would truly like to have hung up on him for calling me in that moment but it’s what I have to do. Oh.. I’ll call you later Jess, I have a few things that still demand my attention.” He spoke placidly as a few suited men took position in the car next to him and started shooting. 

The two days passed quickly and after depositing the telekinetic with The Doc back at Brotherhood base and losing the armed thugs, Johnson decided he would take a small break. 

Knock knock knock. Johnson smiled, feeling a little self-conscious of the few cuts and bullet wounds he sported, as he hefted a bouquet of roses. Come on Jess.. just be free today…

(Source: multiplesofme)

The Wedding

sirynssong:

Her sister comes back with her father. She turns and smiles softly at him, trying not to let the tears flow out of her eyes.  She runs her hand nervously down her dress. “Well Da.. How do I look?” she takes her fathers arm and kisses his cheeks softly, wiping the lipstick marks she leaves off his face.

He gives her a wide smile and she goes into his arms, tears threatening her eyes. He takes out his handkerchief and dabs her eyes. She picks up her bouquet of flowers  as her sister straightens out her full length train and veil.

“Hey Dad!” Saoirse greeted with a smile, “Yeah, I’m ready.” More like, she’s stoked for the wedding, the reception, and the fact that it’s Saint Patrick’s Day. 

While she fixed her older sister’s veil, she exclaimed, “Oh my god! This is so exciting!” The younger girl may have spoken a little too quickly there. She was genuinely happy for Theresa, clearly evident in her voice when she complimented her, “Sis, you look amazing!”

She gives her sister a big smile and takes a deep breath. “Tis it then. Think we are all set.” Her father pats her arm as they walk to the front of the church. As her sister walks in front of her she feels her heart skip a beat, this is happening, she is going to marry Jamie. She feels all of the doubt and the worry melt away as her eyes meet his.

She has no idea who is sitting in the isles of the church, she only has eyes for him. Her heart soars, beating wildly in her chest. The tears flowing freely now as the smile on her face grows larger, after all these years they are finally going to get their forever. Jamie, me darling. Her father kisses her cheek and takes his seat next to Moira as she takes her place next to Jamie.

Jamie felt the air fly out of him as soon as he saw the radiant angel that was his betrothed walk down the aisle towards him. Sean, admittedly a handsome man, looked paltry and awkward next to the fiery-locked woman in her green garments. Jamie swallowed but found his throat dry and parched, but it didn’t matter for the only thing he could feel was the joy welling up deep within him. He felt his eyes shine as he saw her take step after slow step towards him alongside the radiantly-smiling Sean. It’s finally time.. it’s truly here. He felt a reassuring pressure on his shoulder as Jared placed a hand on his shoulder, squeezing warmly. The first emotional response he’s given. Jared smiled at him and Jamie smiled wanly - almost pityingly, but as he faced Terry his lips pulled upwards almost comically in a joyful smile. 

As Sean finally traversed the full length of the hallway and stood in front of the altar with the blushing bride by his side, Jamie felt it hard to focus with her so close. It was just like the first time; it was ridiculous. As Sean gave her away, Jamie could feel the smile plastered to his face and as he took Theresa’s hands in his, he felt fire spread along his being as the tingling sensation of pure joy exploded within him. “I love you..” he whispered to her, his eyes staring into hers.

He could only smile as he looked at her for he felt she was the only one in the room with him and the father; three people was all he could sense. He stared lovingly in her eyes as he heard the father speak, his words filling Jamie with happiness and steeling his conviction. As the father finished speaking, Jamie could hardly wait to utter the two words that let his spirit soar:

“I do…” 

(Source: multiplesofme)