i have spent years telling people to keep their emotions out of the mission. then i fell in love and discovered that some emotions are the reason you survive the mission at all.
today’s training reminder: never underestimate someone because they look nervous. fear doesn’t make you weak. sometimes it just means you understand exactly what is at stake.
there is something terrifying about loving someone enough to imagine a future with them. not because the future is uncertain, but because suddenly you have something in this world you cannot afford to lose.
i used to think home was a place you defended. now i think it can be a person, a voice in the dark, a hand finding yours when the world becomes too loud.
she doesn’t need me to save her. that was never what made me love her. i love her because she stands beside me, not behind me, and somehow makes even the hardest road feel worth walking.
some mornings begin with coffee, mission reports, and the realization that someone forgot to turn off the danger room. apparently, being responsible for a school full of mutants is easier than getting teenagers to clean up after themselves.
i don’t believe in fate. i believe in choices, consequences, and taking responsibility for both. still, if loving her was a choice, i would make it in every lifetime
the visor needs cleaning. the jet needs maintenance. three reports are overdue. someone put a coffee cup inside the cerebro control room. i’m beginning to suspect that leadership is mostly crisis management.
i have spent my life learning how to control what i feel, but she is the one thing i never wanted to control. loving her has never felt like losing control; it has felt like finally finding it.
i have spent my life learning how to control what i feel, but she is the one thing i never wanted to control. loving her has never felt like losing control; it has felt like finally finding it.
‘ Se aproximou com uma caneta permanente, escondendo-a rapidamente quando o viu despertar. ‘
Mortal.
‘ Cumprimentou com uma mesura elegante, embora houvesse um leve sarcasmo em seu tom. ‘
Procuro pela dama que se chama Tempestade. Aponte o caminho, se não atrapalha seu sono.