#Illyana Rasputin imagine

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Another Illy one?

Illyana keeps her arms and legs wrapped around Y/N...

Illy: mine

Y/N: yours

Y/N spins around and grips Illyana by the hips...

Y/N: (growls) mine

Illy: (purrs) all yours detka

The two kiss as Y/N lays her down gently on their bed...

[girlkisser13]

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Request - Could I get domestic headcannons for Emma Frost, Laura Kinney, Illyana Rasputin, and Kitty Pyrde

Kitty Pyrde

•Kitty did convince you to wear matching Halloween costumes.

•You and Kitty do spend a lot of time together.

•You listen to her vent when she has a bad day, and vice versa.

•When you and Kitty watch a movie together, you would put your arm around her.

•You would help her train in combat.

•When you are sick she would buy soup and medicine to take care of you.

•Sometimes, she would surprise you with your favorite lunch.

•You and Kitty would argue and then ignore each other.

•Kitty did try to cook for you but the kitchen caught on fire.

•She loves it when you have your arms around her.

• Sometimes she would play video games with you.

•Now and then someone would catch you and Kitty making out and then tell you two to stop.

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Emma Frost

•She loves hard.

•Emma likes to spoil you with gifts and affection.

•When you go out with Emma on dates, she would help you pick out an outfit.

•When you have a hard time expressing yourself, she would use telepathic to read your mind.

•You would cuddle with Emma when you watch a movie with her.

•Emma does know how to cook but she would take you to the most expensive restaurants.

•Emma isn't into video games, but she will listen to you talk about it.

•You would take care of Emma when she is sick or on her period.

•While out in public, she would hold your hand and there will be some PDA.

•Emma would wear your shirt to sleep.

•When you cuddle with Emma, she would kiss your forehead and tell you everything will be okay.

•When she is away, she would call or text to see how you are doing.

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Laura Kinney

•Laura doesn't do a lot of PDA, but behind doors, she will be affectionate with you.

•You wanted to dress up for Halloween and she told you no lame costumes.

•For valentines day, you and Laura would spend time together, but won't be like those other couples.

•Laura would want to do something fun like paintball.

•She would be romantic with you in her way.

•Laura likes it when you cook for her.

•You like it when she cuddles with you while sleeping.

•Now and Then Laura would be sarcastic.

•You and Laura would make out a lot.

•You and Laura would hold hands in public.

•You do have pet names for her.

•You and Laura would binge-watch a show. Then look up theories on the internet.

•She does remember snacks that are your all-time favorite.

•You take care of her wounds.

•Sometimes, you and Laura would cook together.

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Illyana Rasputin

•Not everyone thinks Illyana would fall in love with someone and care for that person, but they are wrong.

•She does like it when you surprise her with gifts or chocolate.

•Illyana has pet names for you.

•Illyana would not dress up for Halloween, but you would.

•Sometimes, you would hug her from behind which she likes.

•Illyana would cook for you sometimes.

•She doesn't like when someone flirts with you.

•You and Illyana do go away a lot on trips.

•She would let you try out her sword.

•You and Illyana would argue, sometimes.

•Illyana is sarcastic.

•You like it when she flirts with you.

•Colossus supports the relationship.

•You and Illyana would visit Colossus on the holidays.

•You always cuddle with Illyana and she likes it when you play with her hair.

•When Illyana says ‘I love you’ she would mean it and you would believe her.

[wandasgf]

PROLOGUE: XAVIER'S SCHOOL FOR GIFTED YOUNGSTERS. mdni. 18+. series masterlist

pairings: eventual wanda maximoff + mutant!reader, brief illyana rasputin + reader (platonic)

summary: a look through reader's childhood into adulthood

warnings: fem ! reader, reader is around 25/26, angst, slight descriptions of violence, this uses some ideas based on marvel's midnight suns; namely that version of agatha

wc: 1.7k~

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“If you all would like something to fear me for, I will give it to you. You need not worry.”

That was the last thing you said to your… ‘classmates’ at the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters all those years ago. What a cruel joke that invitation must have been, an attempted olive branch that was never meant to actually flourish. Though it had not been all bad, and as much as you wanted to, even you could not pretend that was the case.

No, it wasn't all horrible. In fact, it started out quite nice. You were only 11, so you were little threat to anyone even at your strongest. And in the beginning, everyone had tried being optimistic given Agatha’s warning: to nurture is to let the light in, and to fear is to welcome the darkness. No, no one had a problem with you then. It was only when you started to age, started to strengthen, that people became weary. You're still not sure what your teachers had expected to happen when they had you training for hours each day. Were you supposed to grow weaker? If you were, that was not the best course of action.

When your powers grew is when the warning was seemingly forgotten. You could feel it, though their outward behavior did not change very much, you could feel their fear. The fear that even if they had previously been doing their best to keep the darkness from seeping in, that it would slip through the cracks they did not see. And, well, this was a crack they did not see.

Not everyone had acted this way. There were days where you could find solace in Jean, in Illyana. They did not fear you as the others did. Jean continued to train you as she usually would and Illyana kept you as her closest friend. Though she did not say it often as she was not fond of the ‘f word’, but you knew, even if she didn't say it out loud, and that was all that mattered. Illyana had been an easy friend to you, even if she was not to others. There was an understanding between the two of you, a bond between the queen of Limbo and a daughter, but even that had not been enough.

The crack only got bigger when you had started to hear the whispering, the quiet conversations between your teachers that you weren't supposed to hear. You hadn't meant to eavesdrop, because quite frankly you didn't care what any of the teachers besides Jean had to say, or so you thought. But when you heard your name mixed into what they were saying, you couldn't help the way your chest tightened. Evil. Bad news. They can feel the change in the air when you’re training. They knew they shouldn't have offered to take you in. You may be your mother's daughter, but that does not mean that their words didn't hurt or that they hurt any less.

Illyana had held you that night while you cried, cursed and mumbled in Russian about how she was going to drop their beds through portals and into Limbo while they slept that night. You had made her promise not to, you didn't want to prove them right, give them a reason to kick you out of the place you called home for the past 4 years. This, of course, made no difference. The damage had already been done, their words had wormed their way into your mind and made homes there. You were evil, you were bad news, and everyone you've come to hold dear thought so.

That night when you fell asleep was the first time you dreamt of your mother. It was the first time, even if in a dream, that you felt your mother’s comfort. She had never been present in your life, something that everyone around you had always seemed to take extra care in ensuring, and you only really knew what she looked like from photographs. You knew it was a dream, you knew she had died many years ago, but when you woke up you swore you could feel her lingering touch. However, you quickly dismissed it when Illyana sleepily grumbled that you were very cuddly when you were asleep. That lingering touch had been Illyana’s, not your dead mother’s.

You lasted one more year with your mother in your dreams and the whispers in the hallways before you snapped. Almost killing Jean Grey was something you would always regret. If you ever saw her again you would apologize, you knew it was an overreaction and you wish you’d had it in you at the time to react rationally.

You know she didn't see it coming because if she did, you're sure she would have done something to stop it. To hear the one teacher you had confided in and trusted for the past five years talk about sending you away had been devastating. It made you feel things you hadn't even thought you could. You acted before you thought, a dark green mist circling Jean before it latched onto her heart and filled her lungs. You let it all out as your hands shook in front of you, your arms straight out as your dark magic left your fingertips. Tears of anger and betrayal, humiliation, slid down your cheeks as you yelled at her. About how you trusted her, how you thought she was different.

It wasn't until Illyana had stepped in front of you, almost gotten herself hurt, that you stopped, that you realized what you were really doing. You wanted to puke as you took in the sight in front of you, Jean on her knees on the ground gasping for breath and clawing at her throat, green slowly started to fade away from her skin. Illyana looking at you with eyes widened just the slightest and a look that told you she might have sent you to Limbo if you kept going. You wanted to sob, to beg for forgiveness, tell Jean how sorry you were, tell Illyana you hadn't meant to do that. You didn't do any of those things. Instead, you said the words you would never be able to take back and began your descent into darkness.

You stand up from your desk abruptly and run your hands through your hair, your chair scraping against the floor before the wheels position themselves correctly. Now was no time to dwell on the past. What's done is done and there was nothing you could do about it now. It’s been a few years since you hid yourself from the world, 10 since you left the school, so the piece of mail sitting on your desk addressed to a name you hadn't been called in a decade is a little perplexing— and a little nostalgic in a way you weren't expecting.

You haven't opened it yet, perhaps you wish it would just disappear. The lack of sender address is equally as perplexing as the name it's addressed to. Who could have possibly found you? You'd lived up to your words to the mutants in this past decade, they had feared you and for good reason. You had only grown stronger in your absence. “Am I frightened of a piece of paper? God, I’ve grown weak,” you muse to yourself before you pick the envelope up off the desk.

You rip it open like you would if you were taking off a bandage, quick and nervous. Inside of the envelope is what looks like a photo of a page in an old book and a small note. You can't read the script of the book, but for some reason you feel like you know what it says and you feel the magic in your veins hum in a way that isn't pleasant or unpleasant. The note reads as follows and there is an address on the back:

Dearest daughter (or as close as it gets),

I know I have been absent these past years, but I must let you know that the prophecy has begun. Will you fulfill it or will you change your future? You may not like working with a team, but a teammate is necessary to overcome that which you were meant for. For better or for worse, you and the Scarlet Witch are bound. Only you can decide to let the light in again. Perhaps you will use this address for good.

— Agatha

Seeing that name again makes your heart stop for just a moment and you drop the note on the desk. You want to be mad at her, you want to be angry, you want to feel how you did with Jean because you know it's justified this time. You want to be angry because Agatha left you. She took you to that school and she left you! She's a coward and she dropped you off and never looked back. But you can't be mad because you know she thought she was doing what was best, sending you somewhere with other kids like you. Somewhere you could be protected from your mother and her influence. But you can't help but think that she could have done the same thing that the Xavier school had. She had magic and she could have trained you and kept you on the right path, she could have fixed you before you were even broken.

You find yourself getting caught in the past again and you bury your face in your hands, dropping back down into your chair and groaning loudly. “Why must you drag me into things like this?” You wonder aloud, not that Agatha could respond or anyone for that matter. You are quite alone right now, as you have been for a few years.

You could ignore it entirely, you had no obligation to listen to Agatha. After all, apparently she has had your address all this time and hasn't bothered to come visit. But you can't ignore the humming in your veins and the gnawing feelings at the back of your head that this is something you must do. You wouldn't call it a moral compass, but you've developed an unfortunate want to do things that balance your darkness with light these past few years, it was getting on your nerves.

You pick the note back up and look at the address on the back. The Avenger’s tower? You suppose that's where you'll have to go to find the Scarlet Witch.

[dailydamnation]

Illyana Rasputin in a picture in a panel in The Lovable Lockheed #1

An appearance is an appearance is an appearance.

The various animal comics they’ve done on Marvel Unlimited haven’t really been for me, but if you’re gonna make those… Lockheed is the way to my heart.

Now all I want from this series is like twenty issues straight of Lockheed bothering Kitty and Illyana as they’re just trying to hang out together and be the roomiest of roommates.

[folansstuff]

Considering the way that she got her new outfit in Vita Ayala's New Mutants is kind of a Sailor Moon/Magi(k)cal (hah) girl send up, I could totally imagine Illyana getting super into Sailor Moon as a young girl. Seeing girls around her age with similar magical powers without the associated trauma could give her a way to ignore her problems for a little while, and imagine herself in the role of Usagi, fighting evil with her friends (Kitty and the New Mutants) and a cute animal sidekick (Lockheed) without any of the pesky Limbo stuff. And even into her twenties she watches every reboot and does an annual rewatch of the original, which would influence how she manifested her new uniform.

It's also very cute to imagine her buying merch and trying to hide that she likes the traditionally 'girly' show from her friends and family, but she has the whole manga print run on a bookshelf somewhere.

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Cherik / Dadneto fic rec

I’d like to single out a particular piece of fanfiction to recommend.

If you’re into Cherik and Dadneto, I’d like to draw your attention to a fic that has my vote for the best X-Men: Apocalypse fix-it fic ever, and one of the greatest Cherik and Dadneto fics ever:

Beautiful Dreamer by WaxRhapsodic

AUTHOR’S SUMMARY:

What if Erik came back of his own free will following the scene in the woods? What if he had reason to?

MY SUMMARY (with a few more details):

Magda is still killed in the woods but Nina survives. Erik and Nina flee Poland and seek refuge at the mansion, which leads to Erik fighting En Sabah Nur on the X-Men’s side from the getgo. After En Sabah Nur’s defeat, families are found and formed. Erik learns the truth about Peter. Nina meets and bonds with Charles, Peter, and Wanda. Charles fails to make a relationship with Moira work. Hank helps Raven find out whether Kurt is really her son. Erik’s children unknowingly help him and Charles realize their true feelings for one another. David Haller gets a new origin story as Cherik’s son. This has a happy ending.

REVIEW:

I included this fic in a recently-posted list of fic recs, but I wanted to single this out for praise because it’s the one and only version of the events of X-Men: Apocalypse that I accept within my mind - it’s so great that I like to imagine it as one of the infinite alternate universes.

This fic has some of the most incredible character and relationship development you’ll ever read. Charles, Erik, Nina, Peter, Wanda, Jean, Raven, Hank, Kurt, and Moira are all given moments to shine, and all of their many relationships are developed and explored in the most fun and most heartwarming ways. It’s honestly been an inspiration to me in my own writing endeavors.

My favorite thing about it is how it makes Nina an actual character. She is saved from the refrigerator and given the most lovable personality, and her thoughts, feelings, and powers are all explored and developed. A lot of focus is put on her close bond with her papa, as well as her journey in developing new relationships with the siblings she never knew she had and a new friendship with Jean. We get to see more of what makes her tick, and how her powers work. Her presence at the school basically allows everything to unfold the way we all wish it had, from Peter telling Erik the truth to the endgame Cherik. It also develops a beautiful stepfather-stepdaughter relationship between Charles and Nina that is downright soul-soothing to read.

This fic is basically 90% fluff, with many funny and heartwarming scenes where Nina and her siblings cause mischief, much to the adults’ exasperation, and Charles and Erik fall more and more in love. There’s a bit of angst with regard to Magda’s and Alex’s deaths, as well as Raven and Kurt’s struggle to deal with the truth about their relationship.

This fic also includes past Erik/Magda and a minor bit of Charles/Moira, which ultimately only serve as foundations for a slow-burn Cherik that is developed from the interpretation that they never acted on, or even realized their true feelings for each other prior to En Sabah Nur’s defeat. (Btw, this leads to a few scenes that will probably please Moira MacTaggert haters.)

There’s also some sweet Hank/Raven moments, and a few comical background hints of Ororo/Peter. Some fun Wanda & Peter one-on-one sibling moments, and an entertaining rivalry between Peter & Kurt. Plus some special cameo appearances by Lorna Dane and Piotr & Illyana Rasputin.

And in the latter half, there is a VERY unique new origin story given to the character we know as David Haller. It’s not technically mpreg - it’s way more wacky and creative than that.

(One possibly-controversial choice the fic makes is its depiction of the consequences of Charles’ mind meld with En Sabah Nur. Charles has absorbed some of the ancient mutant’s power and as a result, his spine is healed and he is able to walk again, and he begins to develop a few secondary powers that he didn’t have before. So I wouldn’t recommend this if you’re staunchly against fics that cure Charles’ disability - but I also hope you’ll still give this one a chance because it doesn’t put a ton of focus on the subject, it’s just mentioned a few times.)

I find myself turning to this fic often, whenever I’m in need of some good Cherik and Dadneto content. It single-handedly enabled me to carve out a space in my multiversal headcanons for Nina Gurzsky to exist and thrive - despite my unending hatred for the actual Apocalypse movie. That’s no small feat, let me tell ya.

WaxRhapsodic doesn’t seem to go by that name on this site, if they’re on it at all. I haven’t found them on here yet - but wherever you are, bravo for creating a masterpiece!!!

I’d love for anyone who is already familiar with this fic to maybe leave me a few notes with their thoughts on it! I know I can’t possibly be the only fan of this work.

Believe me, you don’t wanna miss this fic, my fellow Cherik and Dadneto fans. Check it out! @cherikdogfood @wishchip106 @cherikfics @miharu87 @ptatas77 @uniquecellest @sinspirefly @star-lights-up @cherikyes @dadneto-and-professor-ex @dadneto @dadnetolokiusobsessed @cherikschessboard @stuckysimp @caramelc0rgi

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you should post screenshots of all the marvel rivals magneto lore for those of us who don’t have the game 👀

"Max Eisenhardt was born with a near-limitless Mutant ability to manipulate magnetic fields. Suffering a lifetime of brutal persecution, Magneto made it his mission to ensure the survival of Mutantkind, no matter the cost. His unyielding crusade often puts him at odds with other Mutants who seek more peaceful ways to coexist with humanity. Magneto led the campaign to gather the planet's Mutant population and transport them decades into the future to a safe haven on the sentient island Krakoa, protecting his brethren from the growing dangers of the wider world."

magneto lore description + his signature :) i'll come back to reblog and add to this post as the rest of the stories are unlocked!

full Trial of Magneto story below the cut screenshotted AND typed up by Yours Truly

As he gazed off into the distance towards the line where the ocean met the sky, Magneto's cape fluttered gently in the calm breeze that was drifting across the coast of the sentient island nation of Krakoa. His was a life far longer than most people ever had the chance to live, and this was one of the few moments of true peace that he could recall. But he knew from experience it would not last for long. It never did.

"Something on your mind, old man?" a familiar voice asked from above, breaking the silence. As Magneto glanced up, there, hovering on the wind like a majestic goddess, was Ororo Munroe -- the Mutant weather manipulator known as Storm.

"Funny, isn't it," mused Magneto, "that we fought all those years for a better future for Mutantkind... and now we have finally found it, further in the future than any of us ever imagined."

Not so long ago, the sovereign nation of Krakoa had been swept up in a chronal storm -- a time-twisting anomaly that would have ripped the island to bits if not for Ororo's deft manipulation of its tumultuous currents. Instead of becoming lost in the timestream forever, Krakoa arrived safely on the other side of the tempest in the year 2099. The future that Mutantkind had always dreamed of was finally theirs to claim. And Magneto was never one to let such an auspicious opportunity pass him by.

"It matters not what century we are in," Storm said. "What matters is that our people have a home here on Krakoa, thanks to you, Erik..."

Magneto cringed as his old friend called him by his human name. True, he had gone by many of them over the decades -- Max Eisenhardt, Erik Lehnsherr, Magnus -- but they were monikers he had merely tolerated in order to better fit into a world where Homo Sapiens still believed themselves in control. Here, in this new era, he could choose a name that spoke to who he truly was. Magneto -- the Mutant Master of Magnetism.

"I may be leading the cause to find our fellow Mutants and bring them to this safe harbor, my dear," said Magneto, "but the success of this crusade cannot be attributed to one Mutant alone."

"You're damn right it can't, bub," a grizzled voice snarled from the edge of the jungle that bordered Krakoa's shore.

Magneto and Storm both turned to see a familiar figure walking out of a newly-blossomed Krakoan gate. The short, hairy figure looked as though he had just been to hell and back. And knowing Wolverine, that could very literally be the case. Alongside Wolverine stood a young Mutant, just old enough for her powers to begin manifesting.

"Found the kid who got sucked through that dimensional rift," Wolverine continued. "She's lucky I went in there after her. Limbo is no place for a new Mutant."

"I couldn't disagree more," another voice said, this one with a hint of a Russian accent. "This New Mutant has managed just fine there."

"Illyana? Can it truly be?!" Storm rushed over to the young woman who had just stepped through the gateway, instantly wrapping her in an embrace. For years, Illyana Rasputin, the Mutant teleporter known as Magik, had been like a daughter to Storm. Before she was claimed by the darkness of Limbo... Before...

"Nice to see you too, Windrider," said Magik with an uncomfortable smirk. "It's been... longer than I care to remember."

Magneto stepped towards the new arrival, not embracing her, but examining her closely instead. There was something strange about her. It was clear that she had walked a far different path than the Illyana Rasputin of his world. This child had been hardened by the horrors of war, something to which Magneto himself could closely relate.

"You are not the child we once knew," Magneto said. "But you are welcome here on Krakoa. All Mutants are, regardless from where or when they hail."

"How about people who grew up thinking they were Mutants, only to h ave their entire world turned upside down when they learned the truth years later...?"

Magneto audibly gasped as the question was asked by another woman who had just arrived through the Krakoan gateway. His gaze instantly shifted over to her as she walked forward. Her every step stirred ripples across his memory, for he had been there when she had taken her very first ones so many years ago.

"Wanda..."

"Hello, father," the Scarlet Witch said as she approached Magneto with a calm confidence that few had ever shown in his presence. She reached up and began to slowly remove Magneto's helmet, an action that would almost certainly be met with instant retaliation should anyone else attempt it. But Magneto stood as silent as solid steel, simply basking in the magic of his long lost daughter's company. His stoic expression softened as Wanda leaned in and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"How... How can you be here?" Magneto managed to say. He could bend Adamantium into any shape with his Mutant power, but these simple words were somehow nearly impossible to form.

"It took a bit of work," Wanda mused. "I'm not technically a Mutant like you, after all, which means Krakoa wouldn't normally let me through its gates. But a touch of chaos magic did the trick."

"What I meant to say is..."

"Oh..." Wanda's playful tone vanished faster than a stage magician's pet rabbit. "Your Wanda... She's gone, isn't she? I'm sorry... This must be difficult..."

"Quite the opposite," Magneto said, regaining his composure. "To see your face again, to hear your voice, to know that -- somewhere in this fast Multiverse a version of you has thrive -- is perhaps the least difficult thing I could ever conceive. It is all that any father ever wants."

"I wouldn't say I've been thriving, exactly," Wanda admitted. "I've been holding my own universe together by its threads for far too long. I truly believed that I was its only hope to survive."

"Like father, like daughter," chuckled Wolverine.

"But I've started to see the bigger picture," Wanda continued. "We're all fighting our own wars. The only chance we have of winning them and keeping ll of our universes intact is if we start fighting together."

"Speakin' of fightin', I'm late for a date with Natasha," Wolverine said. "We've got ourselves a tin-plated dictator that needs overthrowin'."

Magneto almost chastised Wolverine for entrenching himself in the petty squabbles between the humans of this era, but he paused for a moment and considered his daughter's words. Perhaps she was right. Perhaps his own war to preserve Mutantkind was just one battle of many, all of them equally important.

"Since Krakoa arrived in this future, my allegiance has been to Mutantkind alone," said Magneto. "I felt it best to isolate our people in order to protect them. But your words inspire me, my dear. It is clear that no Mutant is an island."

"Except Krakoa, da?" Magik chimed in playfully.

"In order to commit to such an alliance, however, it must be a mutually beneficial one," Magneto continued. "There are still Mutants out there, lost across space and time, who require out assistance in order to lead them home."

"That sounds like the perfect task for a Sorceress Supreme," Wanda said. "But I'll require your help. As fond as I am of your classic look, I think we're in need of use a helmet that's a bit more functional."

"Of course," Magneto said, raising his hand into the air. Within moments, tiny scraps of metal buried beneath the sand of Krakoa's beaches converged and reshaped themselves in a complex yet familiar device once worn by Charles Xavier himself -- Cerebro.

"If I recall, old school Cerebro was capable of tracking down Mutants anywhere in the world," said Wanda. "But a few arcane enhancements should expand the helmet's search area to include adjacent dimensions as well. Like you said, all Mutants are welcome here, regardless from where or when they hail."

"Well?" said Magik, her eyes burning with anticipation. "Try it on already, old man!"

The moment Magneto put on the helmet, he saw flashes of powerful Mutants scattered across the Multiverse. A telepathic ninja trapped in a strange world of unholy amusements. A king of the seas preparing to strike at the unsuspecting surface world. A powerful cosmic presence determined to burn the darkness out of the night sky. And thousands more, each yearning to defy fate and to find their place in an ever-shifting cavalcade of timelines and realities.

"There is much work to be done," Magneto said. "Far more than I expected. When do we begin?"

"No time better than the present..." said Magik. "Or the future, I guess. Wherever we are."

"You have given Mutants a gift this day, Wanda," Magneto said proudly. "Your efforts will not be forgotten."

"I'm going to hold you to that," Wanda replied. "And when the time comes, the army that you're about to gather may very well be the one that tips the balance in our favor."

"Then let this be a call to all Mutants across time and space," Magneto continued. "The gates of Krakoa are open to them. In the words of a dear old friend..."

"...to me, my X-Men."

[milesonthenet]

Beware the Demon Bear! (New Mutants Review)

Hello, welcome to the House of Milesverse

This year, we saw the release of the satire (but actually based on a REAL story) film Cocaine Bear. Naturally, it led to a variety of memes and jokes about the titular character. Funnily enough, this year I also got to read a book about another evil bear.

That's right, folks!

Today? We will be talking about the Demon Bear Saga!

Who are the New Mutants?

The New Mutants was a graphic novel released in September 1982, created by Chris Claremont and Bob McLeod. Eventually in 1983, the New Mutants would gain their own book. The group focused on a young team of mutant students assembled by Charles Xavier.

The original roster was composed of Mirage (Dani Moonster), Karma (Manh Cao Xuan), Wolfsbane (Rahne Sinclair), Cannonball (Sam Guthrie), and Sunspot (Roberto Da Costa). Other members would join the team as well. This includes Cypher (Douglas Ramsey), the extraterrestrial Warlock, and Magik (Illyana Rasputin), who was the younger sister of Colossus.

The New Mutants' started out as a lighthearted story for X-Men fans. The inclusion of the Demon Bear saga kickstarts a serious adventure for the team. Luckily, our grizzly friend provides us with an interesting narrative.

The Bear Necessities for a Story

One character central to Demon Bear's mythology is Danielle Moonstar. She is a young Cheyenne girl with psychic powers. In particular, Dani has the ability to create strong illusions.

Dani believes that the Demon Bear is responsible for her parent's deaths. The large ursine creature wants to kill Dani. He spends a good deal of the saga trying to get to her.

In fact, Dani tries to face the demon bear herself but is wounded. She is sent to the hospital, accompanied by her friends. The other members of the New Mutants try their best to deal with the Demon Bear.

Unfortunately, this is not enough, and it drags them to another dimension. In an unfamiliar environment, the bear temporarily gets the upper hand. In the end, Magik uses her soulsword to defeat the demon bear, reverting it to its original form.

The demon bear's 'original' form was actually Dani's parents. Something had twisted the two into this monster. Dani eventually wakes up and is able to reunite with her parents.

Danielle Moonstar: Our Main Protagonist

There is a lot to say about Danielle Moonstar as a character. Throughout the story, she is distressed about the Demon Bear's arrival. The beast stalks her nightmares, and she is clearly afraid of them.

In spite of that? Dani does her best to try and stop it. She faces off against the Demon Bear alone. Even though she loses, she still tries to kill it.

That quality, facing your fear even if it means certain death, makes her a worthy X-Man.

The Demon Bear is a WORTHY enemy.

I think the Demon Bear on its own presents a pretty scary threat. Can you imagine being in Magik's position? She's being hunted by this bear that wants to maim her. Heck, it goes through the troubles of infiltrating a hospital just to finish the job.

I think the Demon Bear's best feature however is its design. The bear feels so familiar and yet so different. The wonky art style really sells the Demon Bear and how otherworldly it is.

Right here, you see the Demon Bear's abilities. The creature has the ability to corrupt the minds, souls, and bodies of its victims. A police officer and a nurse are unfortunately cursed to become his minions.

It's even weirder afterward because the Demon Bear's defeat does not undo it. Both the sheriff and the nurse are permanently transformed into Native Americans.

As I mentioned before, it has the power to transport others into another dimension. It sent the New Mutants to the Badlands where it could do battle. That was also where it utilized it's minions.

Let's face it, Magik's kind of badass.

As I said, Magik is the younger sister of Piotr Rasputin, aka Colossus. She's a member of the New Mutants, one of the primary magic aids of the X-Men, and the occasional Queen of Limbo. Magik strikes fear in the hearts of her enemies with her vicious soulsword, a manifestation of her mystical powers.

Ultimately, Magik comes in handy against the similarly-mystical Demon Bear. She manages to undo the Demon Bear's twisted transformation, stopping the creature's rampage. It's awesome to see how Magik's able to help the team in the story.

Fun fact, but did you know that in an alternate universe, she would succeed Doctor Strange as Sorcerer Supreme? She even gets the cloak. Even now, she works as a teacher for the Strange Academy.

Conclusion: The New Mutants kind of rule?

The Demon Bear Saga actually made an X-fan of me. Of course, long before I read this, I at least liked some of the members. However, now I just want to sink my teeth into other well-written X-Men stories.

Honestly, I love the vibe of stories that mix superheroes and horror. It combines two of my favorite genres. In fact, this saga has the perfect blend between the two. While it may read as a horror movie in certain parts, it still presents the dynamic superhero action we've come to enjoy.

Overall, I hope you enjoyed House of Milesverse! I'll be back again with another X-Ceptional, Astonishing, and Uncanny discussion!

[fandomnerd9602]

Illyana Rasputin x Male reader please (:

Y/N: so Illy what are you gonna go as for the Halloween party?

Roberto: I'm gonna say she's going as princess peach (laughs)

Sam and Dani smack him upside the head...

Illy: I am not going to say

Illy carresses and purrs in Y/N's ear...

Illy: but I know you're going to like it...detka

[xprojectrpg]

Moment of Awesome - Arthur Centino/Longshot:

At the District X Halloween event, Arthur encounters a newly-returned Illyana Rasputin.

The man's grin flashed, "I know plenty of things, and one of them is where to find the best cake tonight. You're in luck."

There was a clang and a clatter behind Ilyanna to punctuate this statement, and the brief flash of something not quite human shaped running across the welcome courtyard. Whatever it was, it caught his attention enough to lead toward a distracted glance away from the Center's guest. "Huh. Costumes get more creative every year."

Illyana recognized the brief glimpse of purple and red. She hadn't brought any of the lesser demons topside with her, but this was a good night for that particular one. "Trickster imps. Mostly a nuisance, they're obnoxious about holidays like this. They'll probably make a mess, get hopped up on consuming the chaos energy." All of this was said matter-of-factly, as if demons running around was a perfectly normal sight.

"I suppose all children are sometimes imps. Little demons." The man seemed stuck on the rest of that statement, however, as if he was unsure exactly how to proceed on whether she knew that child or how casually she considered them "obnoxious." This only lasted a second, though, before he chucked that inconvenient and worrisome thought into a bin and tapped near his left eye conspiratorially. "Don't worry, you have me! I'm anti-chaos, certified — well, in one dimension. I'm Arthur."

"Yes..." Illyana responded somewhat hesitantly. Probably best to let Arthur keep his idea of children instead of literal demons tonight. She'd make sure they were rounded up tomorrow if they'd decided to linger. "I am Lyana." Well, a partial truth. She'd pronounced it with a bit of a rush, the sound coming out more 'Lana' than 'Yana', but it was sufficiently close to not repeat herself. "Only one dimension? How many have you been in?"

"One more than I imagined, let me tell you, Lana." He somehow managed to pronounce her name exactly as she had said it, rushed and all. Yet his genuine energy invited absolutely no doubt that this "Arthur" would dream of lying. "But I'm the worst host. What did you need to know?"

Illyana shook her head. "Nothing that can't wait for my contact tomorrow," she replied honestly. A slight jostle from behind alerted her to the small line starting to form, and she gave Arthur a small, genuine smile, drawn in by the bright energy he radiated. She handed over another crumpled bill. "Another worm cake, please? It was nice to meet you."

"Consider it my pleasure, Yana. I've always been more for treats vs. tricks." He handed her two gummy cakes, just for good measure, with a wink. "Happy Halloween.”

[6rookie-writer0110]

Request - headcannons for Emma Frost, Laura Kinney, Illyana Rasputin, and Kitty Pyrde being caught cheating by there S/o (could they be like mini oneshot if that is fine w/ angst pls)

Illyana Rasputin

•You and Magik have been dating for a while now.

•Like any other relationship you and Magik argue.

•But Magik has been cheating on you for months.

•Magik would lie about where she is going or who she is going to see.

•At first you didn't see anything wrong.

•Eventually you start to see that she has changed and you start to spy on her.

•You caught Magik kissing someone else.

•That broke your heart, and you start to cry.

•You spied on your girlfriend again, and she is having an affair.

•You catch her and she is stunned.

•She didn't say sorry about cheating on you.

•She didn't care about your feelings.

•You keep asking why but she won't tell you.

•Magik just left you for another person.

•You moved out and she didn't care where you would go.

•Magik didn't apologize and won't make things right with you.

•You fell into depression.

•Magik doesn't call you.

•Since that night, you haven't seen Magik.

•She is living her life and having a good time.

Emma Frost

•Emma has cheated on you in the past.

•But you gave her a second chance.

•At first it started to go well, you and Emma didn't argue much.

•Emma starts having an affair with Sebastian Shaw.

•Emma would lie and you would believe it.

•Little by little you noticed that she is acting strange.

•You try to tell her and ask what is going on, but she wouldn't talk about it with you.

•You go home and you caught Emma and Sebastian in bed.

•Emma doesn't feel bad about cheating on you.

•You ask why, but you don't like her answer.

•You felt your heart break into pieces.

•She doesn't apologize and you just leave.

•Emma continued to see Sebastian.

•You moved out and she moves on with her life.

Kitty Pryde

•You and Kitty have been dating for a while.

•Now and then you and Kitty would argue.

•Lately the arguments have been a lot to handle.

•You and Kitty don't agree on anything.

•You and Kitty became distant and gave each other space.

•After a huge argument, you walked away to clear your mind.

•You go to her place to speak with her, but she had sex with someone else.

•Kitty starts to apologize and she is crying.

•But you feel hurt.

•You don't know if you would give Kitty a second chance.

•She tells you how bad she feels about cheating on you.

Laura Kinney

•Laura sometimes has a hard time expressing her feelings.

•You thought you would spend your life with Laura.

•You made her happy but that changed.

•You were out and you caught Laura kissing someone else.

•Laura told you that she has been having an affair with someone else.

•That hurt you so much.

•You and Laura start to argue.

•Both of you yelled bad stuff about each other.

•You don't make her happy anymore.

•Laura told you how many times she cheated.

•You start to feel bad about yourself.

•You told her that she was the one for you.

•But Laura didn't feel the same way about you.

[moonlit-imagines]

warnings:

a/n: lesbian!reader

requested by @xxxtwilightaxelxxx

“Wait, wait, y/n, look over there!” Illyana stopped dead in her tracks and pointed her attention to the loud, colorful crowd somewhere down the road. “You don’t think it’s..?” She cocked an eyebrow at you and watched your dreamy smile creep onto your face.

“It would make sense, my love.” You grasped her hand and led her along to the commotion, which happened to be a Pride parade, just as you’d hoped. Neither of you had seen one in person before, and it was so refreshing to do so. Two girlfriends amongst the people that would support them for who they were, it was beautiful.

“Oh! Look, y/n! They have little flags! One for me and one for you.” She plucked the complementary flags from the basket and handed you the lesbian one while she began waving the bisexual one in the air. You two follow the parade along, filled with glee you got to experience this with her. Then you leaned in for a kiss before the active crowd and whispered:

“I love you so much.”

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[dailydamnation]

Jubilee and Laura Kinney in X-Terminators #5 building up the mystery of this series’s special guest star

Illyana Rasputin in X-Terminators #5

Not crazy about the mercenary attitude, but nah, I get it if you weren’t invited to the party and are tired of being used for your stepping discs.

And then Laura plays right to Illyana’s heart strings. Wow, Laura, that feels very targeted, almost as if you know her and can relate. I just said earlier that I want more Illyana and Gabby content, but I want Laura in there too. Imagine Gabby bonding with Yana and then making our girl and Laura battle over her affection. Gabby would love that, and so would I.

[rick-rayson]

Of Love and Clay | (I. Rasputin x Reader)

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A/N: Here's part two for "Of Blood and Porcelain." featuring a time before part one.

HI YEAH I KNOW- IT'S BEEN HALF A YEAR. I'M NOT EXPLAINING MYSELF.

WARNING(S): Minor violence, cussing, toxic behavior.

As stated before in my previous post, this is simply a "what if," and "what would happen if" scenario. So do expect OOC behavior.

TAG(S): Angst/Hurt/Comfort.

USER TAG(S) (If you'd like to be tagged in any of my future posts, simply ask :)): @xxxtwilightaxelxxx

Not proof read

Part 1

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Ever since you and Illyana had became an item, that's when the treatment became worse.

"They are the weirdest thing that's come to this hospital." Illyana's lips pursed with distate, her nose scrunched when she'd caught your figure shaking with what she could only assume was childish glee.

You, so enraptured in your own world, didn't quite care for the unwanted attention you were being served. Your lips tilted upwards in delight of your own creation, how lovely it was that you almost wanted to show everyone. Almost.

Out came a defensive, yet gentle voice, harbored by a boy with an awkward stature and tired eyes that rivaled a rotting corpse.

"They haven't done anything bad, I don't get why you hate them so much." Sam Guthrie, not much was notable about this boy, only that he was locked up in this prison you lot had to call home, and that he was a mutant, much like the rest of you.

"Can't you see it?" Illyana grimaced as her glare drank in your features like a forbidden elixir. Your smile, your bashful demeanor when you presented your creations to one of your comrades, Dani. "They're Reyes' favorite little dollface."

"I think you're the only one that calls them that, but alright." Sam exhaled to fight back the death stare Illyana had thrown at him before she went back to looking at you.

He could see it. She knew he could, and she hated it. Sam could see the green kissing at Illyana's eyes. He wished mercy upon anyone who made it glow greener.

Illyana had bet that you didn't notice the splotches on your clothes, your arms. Your cheek. Something about that made her face contort in annoyance.

"Hey, I've always wondered," said Dani Moonstar, one of of the only people that made you feel like you could slouch beside without any cruel judgement. "What is your ability?"

"I'll tell you but it's a secret," you made your way to Dani's ear and whispered one of the biggest mysteries in the hospital you all resided in.

Illyana peered from afar with feelings unknown brewing in her stomach as Dani's eyes grew in wonder. It was Dani's echoing gasp that had Illyana dreaming of her demise. With balled fists Illyana sauntered up to the two of you, bearing a smile so fake it was comparable to the doll in your hand.

Correction, the doll that was in your hand. Illyana snatched it without a single care for the gasp that had slipped past your lips.

"Give that back, Illyana." You shifted as if to dig yourself further into the couch at the sight of Illyana's figure, that which crept closer at a hauntingly slow pace.

"Why?" Illyana chuckled under false resolve, "it's just a shit little doll anyway. Wouldn't take much to break it."

"It doesn't matter, they told you to put it down." Dani, who noticed your discomfort long before you'd even moved, placed a hand on your shoulder to ease you.

"Are you really going to let the trainwreck stand up for you?" Illyana moved her face terribly close to yours, so much so that you felt as though you couldn't breathe.

"I remember when you weren't nearly as much of a coward as you are now." She huffed, "what a resounding disappointment."

"Fuck off." Your eyes stayed glued to Illyana's gaze.

"Yes," she leapt back, a cheeky grin playing at her lips. Accent thick, and growing in excitement. "You'd like that wouldn't you?"

Illyana faced away from you for a moment, such an oddity the action was that you found your head tilted in confusion.

"If only you knew," your eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets when Illyana threw the doll to the floor. Your perception of time appeared to have slowed as you watched in horror.

"how much I love pissing you off."

Crack. The doll was in pieces. And in that moment you could sense the life of the toy dissipate. As Illyana stomped on it with a crooked smile, what once was a solid creature quickly turned to mush under the seperation of your abilities.

"Oh shit!" Chuckled Illyana, kicking off the excess on her shoes. "Didn't expect that—"

What she also didn't expect, was for you to shove her to the floor, she'd fallen back on her behind. A low grunt brushing past her teeth.

"Oh shit- Doctor!" Dani rushed out of the room with a panicked expression. Leaving just the two of you alone for the moment.

Illyana wiped her face and forced a grin, "you want me so bad, don't you?" She licked her lips. A new found confidence glistening in her eyes, "I can tell."

"I hate you, Rasputin." You held your guard up. And yet, she could see right through that half-hearted facade. "These games, I'm sick of them."

"They're necessary." Illyana replied, sitting on one knee. Tone surprisingly calm and tender, her eyes engulfed you as if you were the only person in the universe. "My Love. They're so, so necessary."

"Why?"

"You'll understand," Illyana winked, "it's not all bad."

The sound of footsteps soon approached. In seeing your gaze shift from her to your new company, Illyana took it as an opportunity to fake up a grin.

"Illyana," Cecilia Reyes, the doctor of Milsbury, sheathed a sharp glare at the blonde sword bearer in front of you. "Because of your outlandish behaviour, this is another hour added onto our sessions."

"Oh and I bet Trainwreck here didn't tell you that they pushed me." Illyana fumed. It almost awed you how good she was at being fake.

"The walls have eyes, Illyana." Cecilia murmured with a fixed expression, the look of bewilderment that once painted her features long forgotten.

Illyana was aware, so painfully aware of how true Cecilia's statement was. The countless nights where she was tempted to envelope her lips with yours and drown out the morbidity of her living situation. The nightmares that clawed at the back of her mind, they seized when she was with you.

"Don't I know it." Illyana spared a glare towards you before leaving without even a trace of another word from her lips. Dont I know it.

The day had yet to meet its end and yet you could very well assume it did due to the deafening silence that loomed through the building of the Milsbury hospital. A devilish temptation brewed within the hospitals inhabitants to break that silence. Especially that of Illyana.

"Did you have to break the doll?" You traced your fingers delicately over your newest creation, which took the form of a clay figure, its form reminiscent of a jeweled royal.

"It was tacky anyway." Illyana attempted to jest as she took calculated steps towards you, the act, as Illyana imagined it to be— was similar to a cat readying itself to pounce on an unsuspecting bird. The unsettling implications aside, such a comparison brought a smile to her lips.

"Doesn't matter I needed them for my powers." Your tongue pushed out your cheek from the inside, brows contorted. Your eyes never left the focal point of which it had drawn onto Illyana's figure. A sense of weariness felt and shown from the way your back took purchase to the cold wall behind you.

"See this is your problem." A whine halted in Illyana's throat as she sauntered up to you and took to sitting uncomfortably close. "Just pay attention to me.. just for a bit."

Your knees forced themselves to hug your chest as a means of hiding away, an action that you hadn't caught, Illyana's eyes flickered at the movement.

"I'll be nicer.. but you do know why I do this, don't you?..." Without another beat she copied your body language, knees snug to her chest, hands hung loosely over them, even the way she began fiddling with her fingers seemed to reflect you.

The one thing she couldn't copy however, was the pounding of your anxious heart.

"If Reyes finds out we're in love, she'll take you from me." Her forehead gently met yours in a tenderness you'd almost forgot she possessed. "I can't have that, I cannot lose you."

Silence reared its head and made small effort in soothing your quickened heartbeat.

"Fine, I get it— I do," You laced your fingers with Illyana's. Not missing the way her cheeks radiated a warmth once absent,

And also the way her eyes stared down at your lips.

"You really want to make it up to me?" A hint of a spark found home in the galaxy of Illyana's eyes.

"Yes."

"and you really want my attention?"

"More than anything." Illyana's eyes closed under the temptation of her lips finally meeting yours. But you weren't about to make it that easy for her.

"Then roll your sleeves up and help me fix my doll." You swayed to the side, Illyana accidentally kissed your throat, and the spark that had resided in her died down.

A smile took its place. "You're going to make me work for it, Love?"

"Damn right."

[imaginesformiles]

Befriending Illyana and her wanting to show you her dimension

"Looks a little warm."

"Stay with me. You will be fine."