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X-MEN 2000, dir. Bryan Singer

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     𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.   𝐍𝐎   𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃  .

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phoebe  bridger’s  punisher  sentence  starters. change  pronouns/tenses  if  needed !

i  grew  up  here  til  it  all  went  up  in  flames.

it  must  be  something  in  the  water.

i’m  not  afraid  of  hard  work.

i’m  gonna  kill  you  if  you  don’t  beat  me  to  it.

you  were  off  by  like  ten  days,  but  you  get  a  few  points  for  trying.

twenty - five  felt  like  flying.

i  don’t  forgive  you,   but  please  don’t  hold  me  to  it.

guess  i  lied.   i’m  a  liar  who  lies,   ‘cause  i’m  a  liar.

i  love  a  good  place  to  hide  in  plain  sight.

what  if  i  told  you  i  feel  like  i  know  you?

everyone  knows  you’re  the  way  to  my  heart.

i  hear  so  many  stories  of  you  at  the  bar.

i  swear  i’m  not  angry,   that’s  just  my  face.

either  i’m  careless  or  i  wanna  get  caught.

i  used  to  joke  that  if  they  woke  you  up,   somebody  better  be  dying.

i  can  count  on  you  to  tell  me  the  truth.

baby  it’s  halloween,   we  can  be  anything.

i’ll  be  whatever  you  want.

i’ve  been  running  around  in  circles  pretending  to  be  myself.

instead  i  look  at  the  sky  and  i  feel  nothing.

you  know  i  hate  to  be  alone.

i  think  when  you’re  gone  it’s  forever.

it’s  just  a  matter  of  time  before  i’m  hearing  things.

if  i  could  give  you  the  moon,  i  would  give  you  the  moon.

i’m  too  tired  to  have  a  pissing  contest.

i’m  a  bad  liar  with  a  savior  complex.

i  get  this  feeling  whenever  i  feel  good,   it’ll  be  the  last  time.

i  feel  something  when  i  see  you  now.

i  hate  your  mom.

it’s  amazing  to  me  how  much  you  can  say  when  you  don’t  know  what  you’re  talking  about.

i  don’t  know  what  i  want  until  i  fuck  it  up.

let  the  dystopian  morning  light  pour  in.

she  could  do  anything  she  wants  to.

man,  i  hate  this  part  of  texas.

yeah,  i  guess  the  end  is  here.

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dcnctgcgentle​:

-> Michael looks down from her comment, his heart aches from her comment. “You care that much for me?” Michael asks, softly. Finally getting the courage to look up at Jean, his eyes were tearing up. He never imagines anyone could possibly care that much for him. “What are you going to do, Jean?”

Jean nodded in reply. Of course she cared for Michael enough to protect him. She smiled at him. “Whatever I have to do to stand beside you.” She raised a single hand and lifted a large file cabinet from across the room without exerting any effort. “Strength isn’t all about muscles or supernatural powers, the mind is a muscle too.”

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thcangriestboy​:

“Between the two of us I’m sure we can…regulate the temperature of your…our room,” David offered with a smirk. It would hardly be the hardest thing either of them managed to do. It was a slightly daunting proposition, though. Shared nightmares wasn’t as sexy in practice than in theory, he suspected.

“It’s settled. And as an extra bonus gift to me, we can either not tell anyone and just let it happen or you can tell Charles,” He laughed, but he was very serious. He was not having this conversation with his father. Not that it probably mattered. If he did tell him, he’d probably immediately want to talk Jean out of it. She was the one slumming it, he suspected, in his father’s eyes.

“Drinks, dinner, whole nine yards. We’ll make it official,” There was perhaps the tiniest bit of his mind suspecting this might not make it through a few days to no fault of Jean’s. Might as well celebrate now. 

“This is a slightly weird question, but does…Have you ever had Charles put you to sleep? I just mean, I can do that now if I’m going to be there. Not saying we have to preemptively eliminate your nightmares, but my mind and yours are pretty intertwined most of the time.” 

Jean laughed again and shot him a sideways glance. She had almost gotten used to the pace at which their conversation went from suggestive and flirty to a conversation about the man more like a father to her than to him. “Oh what a kind offer. I look forward to that conversation; not a lecture at all,” she sighed. Charles certainly seemed to expect her to lose interest at some point. He would be disappointed by this development. The things girls do for love.

She frowned. “I don’t know why that sounds less than enthusiastic when I’m serious,” she teased. She pecked a kiss to his cheek and ran her hand across his back in circles. Her nose crinkled at his question and she wondered how he knew about that.

She nodded. “Yes, for quite a few years--” At first she expected this to be another moment where he pointed out how absent his father had been. Her eyes widened in surprise at his offer instead. “I don’t often know when they’ll strike unfortunately. I will say, even with Charles, I’ve never been so in tune with someone else. I’m sure we’ll be alright and I’d definitely rather have you put me to sleep.”

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dcnctgcgentle​:

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“Hey you’re that mutant everyone’s talking about, Jean Grey right? Oh yeah, a lot of people are talking about you in the Silver City. I thought it was pretty funny how you spilled whiskey on Lucifer’s shirt. He had it coming. You and Michael seem like a cute kind of power couple. You being a mutant and him being Michael.”

Jean had to laugh at that--they were talking about her in heaven? Angels knew her name? Never in a million years did she expect that outcome. “Oh--power couple? I’m not sure we’re there, not yet.” She admitted for the first time that might be something she wanted; something about this angel sat right with her immediately. Maybe it was the fact she brought up her humiliation of Lucifer. “Which of the siblings are you?”

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dcnctgcgentle​:

-> Michael grunts at her comment. “Yeah,” Michael confirms. Though come to think of it, Jean understood what feeling out of control was like, with her powers. Taking a deep breath, Michael meets her gaze again. “What do you do when you feel a lack of control in your life, Jean?”

Michael glances down at her hand, breath hitching for a second. “You really think so?” Michael asks. He runs a hand through his hair, ruffling it up again. “Do I even deserve to have these wings back? I did some pretty bad things in my past,” Michael says. Timidly he reaches up to grab her hand that rests on his arm to give a little squeeze.

She smiled, surprised at his acknowledgment of her own issues with control. He had learned how to connect with others without even really realizing it. “It’s flattering that you think I know what to do in those moments. I guess I try to meditate, focus on the positive. And then I come back here,” she hummed, looking around the room with a peaceful glance.

Jean nodded. She stepped closer to him again, drawn into the gravity of his question. “I believe everyone deserves a second chance. The wings wouldn’t reappear unless you’d learned how to be better, right?” She reminded him. In her mind, the wings would show him just how much he’d learned on earth. 

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normallyxstrange​:

@evcrburning​ | verse; untitled | title; goodbyes (Mason & Jean)

     He appreciated that she realized it—it saved them precious minutes. Mason had never been one to dance around sensitive topics. Direct, to-the-point, perhaps even a bit unsympathetic. That was his nature. Curbing that instinct when it came to Jean and this particular goodbye had crossed his mind, but wasting time on sentiments? He didn’t think he could even make an exception.

     His face showed no emotion. He’d had more than a century and a half of practice in hiding what he felt. Despite his inner turmoil, it didn’t even touch his eyes as he peered into hers.

     “I never intended to stay so long.” Was it an explanation or an excuse? Even he wasn’t quite sure.

Jean smiled softly. She didn’t deceive herself into believing there was a future here with Mason. As much as she enjoyed the time they’d spent together, all she learned from him about power, control, and responsibility. “I understand,” she hummed.

Stepping forward, she wrapped him into a warm embrace. She felt nothing but respect and admiration for him even as the tears flooded her throat and pressured her eyes. She sighed deeply against him and then stepped back.

“If things were different, I think we could’ve been something really special. I hope you take care of yourself and I’ll be here, if you ever--” She cut herself short; if he ever what? Changed his mind? Wanted to visit. Perhaps that thought was best unfinished.

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dcnctgcgentle​:

-> Michael raises his eyebrows. Jean wanted to kiss him? He couldn’t believe his ears. Gulping, Michael faintly nods, his eyelids growing heavy. “Yeah, that would be alright with me… Are you sure you want to kiss me?” Michael asks. His eyes kept darting down towards her lips as he spoke. Letting out a shaky breath, Michael ran a hand through his hair, trying to fix it.

Jean smiled and nodded. She had made her feelings for him clear, or at least she thought she had when she accidentally threw herself at him. “I do, really,” she assured him. She leaned in and ran her hand up through his hair, arranging a single lock he’d missed. Their faces were mere inches apart now. She inhaled deeply, trying to will the butterflies in her stomach to steady. 

Jean moved her hand to gently cup his cheek and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. A tingle shot through her at the sensation. She pulled back a bit and watched his face. “Was that--alright?”

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tclcsthcsia​:

“Then…we just need to practice a bit more, before you go. Some desensitizing to a more hectic environment- though, trust me, Jean, the city may seem overwhelming but you’ve done very well here. I think you’ll be alright after living in a mansion with countless other mutant kids and teens.”

It wasn’t sugarcoated, it was just the truth. He had faith in her, this would be good for her. “And if it is too much, like you said— you know you’ll always have a place here. We’ll be here to welcome you home just the same be it for a weekend or longer.”

Jean sighed deeply. Being alone among so many strangers felt so different, so immense, in comparison to the comfortable upbringing she had in the mansion. But if Charles believed she could handle it, that belief helped a little. She had gone into New York fairly regularly for undergraduate--how different could living there be? “Alright, more practice. That would really reassure me,” she admitted to him.

“It seems so... silly to just assume I’ll get into such an amazing program but with your recommendation, I think I have a chance.” A long pause rose between them and she cleared her throat. “I--feel like I don’t thank you enough.”

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dcnctgcgentle​:

-> Michael gasps a little as Jean hugs him again. She was such a good hugger. Michael never thought he would like hugs, but Jean’s was different. He wraps his arms around her lightly, resting his cheek on the top of her head. A huge smile grows on his face at her comment. “You really think so, Jean? Are you sure it’s not the alcohol talking?” Michael asks, teasingly, rocking her slightly during the hug.

Letting her go, Michael nods. “I’ll stay with you until you fall asleep,” Michael reassures her. 

Jean could enjoy the embrace in the bathroom without any prying eyes or curious onlookers. She didn’t want him to release her and she hummed gently against him as her eyes fluttered closed. “No, it’s not the alcohol. It’s all the kindness and support you’ve shown me since I bumped into you at that coffee house. It’s the way that you’ve only known cruelty but you want to do better. It’s the way you wanted me to drink water and go to sleep tonight,” she insisted. She felt certain Lucifer wouldn’t have taken the high road in this situation and she respected Michael for it, even if she ached to know whether he wanted to act on the suggestion.

She pouted up at him and poured herself more water. “You’re too good Michael--let’s go,” she insisted, smacking her dry lips together. She grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her room.

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legman-lensherr​:

‘You wouldn’t know, until it’s too late, though, would you?” He jerked his chin in the direction of the baby, even as she still looked. “I would just advise that you be careful in who you trust. And to know yourself, first, which is the hardest thing to do. But, considering my history of bad decisions, I don’t that’s really why you came here. So.” He crossed his arms. “What is it, Jean?” 

Jean glanced at the baby one more time before a frown settled on her face. He wasn’t nearly as perceptive as Charles but pretending he was amused her greatly. She hook her head. “I am wondering if you know anything about where Hank keeps his medical files on the students.” Best leaves her doubt about his husband out of this for the moment. “I should be able to look at those notes, right? Since they’re about me.” 

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rebelw1thacause​:

“As cool as that would be, I don’t think there’d be many members,” Jasmine said with a giggle.

It would just be the X-Men and the Fantastic Four and three of them were taken.  Two of them were dating each other.  Though a trip to the mall sounded like fun.

“Sure, I wouldn’t mind a change of scenery,” Jasmine said, sounding a little excited.  “Beats being cooped up at the mansion all day.”

Even though the mansion was rather huge and had a large and beautiful yard.  Any building could become a prison if you were cooped up in it too long.  It was like the saying went, a golden cage is still a cage.

Jean laughed at the girl’s observation. She had a point. “True but at least we’d all be safe,” she observed. She was tired of worrying about revealing her abilities to the average person, anticipating their judgement.

Jean hopped up out of her seat and grinned. “Agreed. I love it here but we don’t get out often enough.” Jean went to grab her purse and met Jasmine back in the foyer to head to the mall. She wanted to get some new skirts and maybe flirt with the cute guy who worked at the smoothie shop.

“What do you want to do first?” She asked, looking around the large open space. There were so many possibilities here!

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𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 .    (   a  series  of  nsfw  prompts ,  separated  by  quotes   &   acts .   ‘ my ’  muse  belongs  to  the  one  who  posted  the  meme .  send   “ + REVERSE ”   to  reverse  the  prompts  )

       →  WORDS .

❛  i’m  sorry ,  you  don’t  enjoy  being  teased ? .  ❜ ❛  you  know  what  i’m  waiting  for .  ❜ ❛  keep  your  hands  where  they  are .  ❜ ❛  i want you to ride  [ me / my fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  you  make  the  prettiest  sounds .  ❜ ❛  say  please .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  make  this  last .  ❜ ❛  look  at  me .  ❜ ❛  i’m  yours ,  only  yours -  ❜ ❛  yeah ,  just like that -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  barely  even  started .  ❜ ❛  i  need  you .  ❜ ❛  god ,  shut  up  and  fuck  me  already !  ❜ ❛  god ,  yes ,  [ name ] ,  don’t  stop .  ❜ ❛  you  have  no  idea  how  long  i’ve  wanted  to  do  this .  ❜ ❛  who  gets  to  touch  you  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  come  for  me .  ❜ ❛  ah ,  ah -  don’t  touch .  ❜ ❛  brace  your  hands  on  the  wall .  ❜ ❛  could  you  come  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  let  me  come -  ❜ ❛  god ,  you’re  beautiful -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  been  waiting  for  this  all  night .  ❜ ❛  you’re  such  a  tease .  ❜ ❛  take  these  off .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  feel  your  [ mouth / fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  do  you  have  any  idea  how  good  you  taste ?  ❜ ❛  tell  me  what  you  want .  ❜ ❛  we  shouldn’t -  ah ,  we shouldn’t be doing this .  ❜ ❛  faster ,  [ name ] ,  i  need  more .  ❜ ❛  is  this  good ?  ❜ ❛  keep  your  eyes  open .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  to  find  out  what  else  you  can  do .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  have  to  be  so  gentle .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  hear  you  beg .  ❜ ❛  can  i  take  this  off ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  please ,  please -  ❜ ❛  you’re  doing  so  well  for  me .  ❜ ❛  please  touch  me .  ❜ ❛  keep  reading ,  i  want  to  see  how  long  you  last .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  buy  you  another  one .  ❜ ❛  say  my  name .  louder .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  any  longer .  ❜ ❛  you  feel  so  good .  ❜ ❛  you’re  going  to  leave  a  mark -  ❜ ❛  touch  yourself  for  me .  ❜ ❛  do  you  deserve  it ?   ❜ ❛  did  i  say  you  could  come ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  so  close -  ❜ ❛  they’re  going  to  catch  us -  ❜ ❛  i  want  you  right  here .  ❜ ❛  we  have  to  be  quiet .  ❜

         →  ACTIONS .

❛  pin .   to  restrain  my  muse’s  hands  during  intimacy . ❛  mirror .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  in  front  of  a  mirror . ❛  deny .   to  deny  my  muse  an  orgasm . ❛  distance .   to  have  [ phone / video ]  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  playlist .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  while  music  is  playing . ❛  paw .   to  fondle  my  muse’s   [ chest  /  ass ] . ❛  wall .   to  pin  my  muse  against  a  wall . ❛  table .   to  hoist  my  muse  onto  a  [ table  /  counter ] . ❛  clothed .   to  make  my  muse  come  while  fully  dressed . ❛  finger .   to  finger  my  muse . ❛  oral .   to  give  my  muse  oral . ❛  fervent .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  after  a  fight . ❛  distraction .   to  rile  my  muse  up  during  a  film . ❛  mark .   to  leave  marks  on  my  muse  [  optional :  specify where  ] . ❛  tie .   to  use  restraints  on  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  throat .   to  choke  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  sparring .   for  sparring  to  turn  into  sex . ❛  toys .   to  use  toys  [ vibrator / strap / otherwise ]  on  my  muse . ❛  imagery .   to  send  my  muse  a  risque  photo . ❛  drag .   to  pull  my  muse  closer  by  a  piece  of  clothing . ❛  tear .   to  tear  a  piece  of  clothing  from  my  muse’s  body . ❛  shower .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  in  the  [ shower / bath ] . ❛  sneaky .   to  sneak  away  from  a  gathering  to  have  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  beg .   to  make  my  muse  beg . ❛  carnal .   to  [ scratch / bite ]  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  preoccupied .   to  rile  my  muse  up  as  they  [ read / work ] . ❛  jealous .   to  purposefully  make  my  muse  react  possessively . ❛  dare .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  based  off  a  dare . ❛  read .   to  re-enact  something  from  a  [ book / show / porn ]  with  my  muse . ❛  collapse .   to  break  a  bed  during  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  caught .   to  get  caught  with  my  muse  during  sex .

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You pierce the room like a cannonball (Peter!)

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