#NO WAY THEY KILLED OFF MAGNETO

[swaghettoni]

did they just fucking kill off magneto.

[todayisafridaynight]

MAGNETO IMPRWGNAYED THE OLD MAN??? WHAT

oh yeah no its a great story if yall wanna strap in to hear it

[protagonistscum]

lmao after watching the last stand yeah i see why they took the timeline out back and shot it

[teaboot]

One time, I had an English professor tell me I should stop using my inhaler because it was bad for the environment.

Yeah an if you dropped dead it would significantly reduce your carbon footprint too, huh. What if we ALL just stopped breathing. Can’t be throwing fistfuls of plastic fuckin straws directly into the South Pacific when you got a BPM of zilch, can you? What a fuckin innovator. Was he head of your nation’s EPA *directly* before he retired to become world’s youngest baseline edgelord 4chan ass 14 year old boy with tenure, or did he wait for his 3rd consecutive Nobel peace prize before giving someone else a chance? Ask him if his back hurts from carrying the weight of all the world’s most pressing concerns to and from Chuck E Cheese each night or if his tiny spiny propellor hat lightens the load a bit. Did his big red clown nose come standard with his tweed set or he spring for the premium model with the biodegradeable sustainable foam and the super-boosted honk-honk action? Are his size 23 clown bitch oxfords custom? Does he take one off to use as a canoe on his annual vacations to his summer home in the balmy and tropical shit fuck dumbass islands or does he just levitate everywhere he goes by the power of his unparalleled Xmen level intellect. Can you ask him if Magneto is gonna spare the human race to run laps in his hamster wheel electrical generator complex or if he’s just gonna wipe us all the fuck out for the carbon tax credit. Ask him if the weight of his gigantic balls dragging in the ground behind him everywhere he goes adds to the mileage on his Tesla. When he wipes his ass does he use single ply to save the trees or just a fistful of baby ducklings that he can then gently bathe by hand with water collected by the rain barrel in the endangered orchid garden by the solarium on the west side of his sprawling villa, the one he bought when he sold the patent for the perpetual motion motion machine he built out of toothpicks and marshmallows in third grade before the obvious intellectual gap between himself and the rest of us bumbling simpletons weighed him down and killed his passion to create. What other wisdom has he yet to share with the world? What other knowledge that only he and my reiki-healing essential-oil-drinking violet-aura neighbour know that may benefit us all? Holy shit, have I been drinking WATER my whole life? That shit that whales live in? Guess I’ll just go lay in a hole out back and wait for the compost heap to take me. Should I confess my sins to Captain Planet first, so he may redeem my wicked soul in the true Eco Catholic way, or was that recyclable soda can I threw in the trash downtown at last year’s garlic bread festival because there were no recycling bins provided the final straw that made me unworthy of glorious green salvation? BRB, gotta go strip naked and flagellate myself before the begonias so that they may know the depth of my remorse. Don’t worry, I only buy locally-sourced hemp lashes produced by small home businesses at the farmer’s market, they have a three-for-two sale on Sundays if you bring your own reusable bag. Christ on a fucking cupcake

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

I've recently been subjected to the first two X-Men movies and I literally cannot stop thinking about what a shitshow professor x's academy for mutant babies is as an actual school.

there's no way they're accredited, right? there are four teachers (three post-X2, RIP) and three of them were raised by the fourth. you clearly don't need any actual teaching credentials to work there other than a mutation and nepotism. I don't believe any of these people have a degree in the subjects they're teaching, let alone in education or human development. there appears to be a total lack of counseling services available, despite the fact that most of the student body are apparently runaways who all face heavy society discrimination. did Rogue get any support after she was kidnapped and almost killed by Magneto in the first movie or did Xavier just give her brain zappies until she was functional again.

there's no way in hell a "diploma" from the charles xavier institute for genetically anomalous youth is worth anything on a college application. do all of these kids end up having to get a GED if they want to have a prayer of accessing higher education? do they receive any support for that?

also did I mention there are four adults in this entire school. in X2 they all take off on the same night and leave the kids in the care of Logan, a famously unstable man who freaked out and stabbed a student last time he visited. it would have been lethal if it was anyone but Rogue. also in X2 half the student body has to flee in the night in their pajamas with no one to take care of them but a teenage Colossus and the adults just. do not feel the need to follow up on that. because they're busy dealing with the stupid plot du jour.

the entire setup seems like a massive lawsuit waiting to happen; while we the audience obviously know that there's nothing malicious happening to the kids (except for mutant terrorists and trained mercenaries alike regularly infiltrating the school) you have to admit that an unlicensed group home for children, some of whom are very young, masquerading as a school and staffed entirely by people with no real credentials to speak of is a pretty bad look. I think genuinely any parent would have a pretty strong case for a lawsuit here and it wouldn't even necessarily be mutantphobic of them to do it, although of course anyone with an anti-mutant agenda could have a field day here. genuinely I have to assume that the only way they've avoided it this long is Xavier lobotomizing anyone who tries it, which is so cool and normal.

[angelltheninth]

I saw you reblog nightcrawler and I got into searching for nightcrawler fics which lead to reading x men smut in general…..

Please indulge me 😭 My request is how the x men eat the 🐱 with Nightcrawler, Cyclops, Wolverine, Magneto, Gambit, Deadpool (I feel Deadpool is x Men adjacent lol)

Deadpool is definitely X-Man adjacent. Will include him for sure.

Pairing: Logan "Wolverine" Howlett, Scott "Cyclops" Summers, Remy "Gambit" LeBeau, Kurt "Nightcrawler" Wagner, Wade "Deadpool" Wilson, Erik "Magneto" Lehnsherr x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, face riding, tonguefucking, cunnilingus, overstimulation, being pinned down, clit stimulation, squirting, morning sex

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A/N: Took a little break from Tumblr to focus on my D&D stuff, but I'm back now.

Laps at your pussy like a man dying of thirst, There's no real techinque that he has, he wants all of you, any and every way he can get it, as much as he can get. His tough, strong hands dig into your hips, the veins bulging as he holds you down and makes you shake under his grip. Due to his superhuman stamina he backs off when your pussy and clit get too sensitive but still delivers an occasional teasing lick while you're resting.

He spends a long amount of time kissing his way down your body before he gets to where you want him to be. Never wants to get right to the main event, even if you've had a long time apart. Always has his eyes closed but you can tell when he's enjoying himself by how hard he closes his eyes and the tiny sparks of red that get a glimpse of. Gets a little pussydrunk if you don't push him away on time, even if his jaw hurts he'll keep going.

Wakes you up fully by eating you out, it's become something of a morning ritual for when you really don't want to get out of bed in the morning. This can go both ways if you want to suck him off in the morning and help him with his morning wood. He knows how to cook breakfast pretty well but honestly you're his favorite thing to eat in the morning. Especially when you come all over mouth from how much he tonguefucked you.

Eats you out while he's on his knees like you're the one who should be worshiped and prayed to. Judging by the way he kisses and licks your pussy, his forked tongue flicking and lapping at your sensitive clit he might as well think you're holy. He certainly does get you to call out to God a lot. Because he can't help it he jerks himself off with his tail, he should have better control, instead he gave into lust. and he will gladly do it again.

Talks dirty the whole time while he's eating you out, there's nothing that will get him to shut up. Each and every jolt of your hips serves as a compliment to him. He doesn't hold you down while eating you out, you can buck your hips freely, riding his face as fast and hard as you want. Don't worry if you clamp your thighs around his head, you can't kill him and if you did he would be glad to die and wake up with his face against your cunt.

Pulls you on top of him and pushes his tongue as deep into your pussy as it can go. He chuckles when you hiss in pleasure when his lips bump against your clit, you want his attention there but he is the one in control here. If you try to wrestle control from him he will push you on your back, your legs now over his shoulders and his face buried in your sopping pussy. Give him any more attitude and he will bring out the handcuffs.

[mysecretlittlelibrary]

Hello can I request nightcrawler X2 x reader who’s also a mutant and new to the whole good guy thing after being left by magneto please! (also can you include admiring Kurt’s angelic symbols and getting him flustered and soft romance😽)

~Just How Fast Life Changes~

Pairing: Kurt Wagner x Reader

Word Count: 4.5k

Warnings: None, I mean not really, I mention the end of X-2 but nothing bad.

Genre: fluff so much fluff- minor angst

Summary: You were so sure Magneto was always looking out for you it's almost devastating when he leaves you stranded, in an incoming flood. Luckily Charles always has a plan and a desire to help.

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"Magneto!" You dash out of the underground base, having narrowly avoided those pesky X-men. Magneto and Mystique are in a helicopter that's barely off the ground. There's someone else with them but you don't recognize the kid. Mystique seems to see you long before Magneto does, but she doesn't drop the copter for you, in fact she looks directly at you as she takes the thing higher and higher into the air, leaving you stranded.

You're- shocked? You know Mystique never liked you much but she's never outrightly screwed you and this is screwing you in the most extreme sense. The dam is breaking and you're sure it's only a matter of moments before you find yourself face to face with the exact people you just avoided trying to escape in the first fucking place.

"God fuck her." You sigh to yourself. You should've got rid of her as soon as Magneto called you. You don't have time to dwell on it, you need a way out of here and fast. It's hard to hear but there's a faint crunching of snow behind you and you spin around in time to see the entire group of mutant brats coming directly your way. Shit.

"What'd you do with the fucking helicopter?!" One of them growls at you. The one with the claws. He's holding a child, otherwise you'd expect him to lunge at you.

"Nothing you asshole! Magneto took it."

"Aren't you on his side?" The redhead frowns.

"Well somebody didn't get that memo." You scoff. You don't know whether to feel angry or embarrassed. Here are your enemies looking at you with confusion because the people you came with left you to die.

"Are you out of your mind?!" The one with the weird glasses snaps his head to Charles. He's the only one whose name you know, since Magneto talked of him often. He must have said something, but you're not sure what would warrant that response.

"Scott-" the woman with white hair seems to be attempting to calm weird glasses- Scott she said? Calm him down.

"No fucking way she just tried to kill us!" He shouts back. Ah, so you're the topic of discussion that has him so up in arms.

Before anyone can make their case in opposition, a giant aircraft comes careening into the open snow behind you and you stumble out of the way towards the group to avoid being crushed by it. A ramp comes down at the back of the aircraft and you watch them pile into it- except the man with the claws. He takes the child he's holding into the woods first and you're not sure why because he returns shortly after to join the others.

"Hello." A voice says next to you and you jump back in surprise.

"Shit, you scared me." You say. It's another member of their weird little team. This one is blue, like Mystique, though it would appear he teleports, not like Mystique.

"They are arguing over whether or not we should take you with us." He says, you can't pinpoint his accent but you like the way some of his words have a z sound.

"Why are you telling me this?" You look at him skeptically.

"Because from what I have gathered the bald man has the last word and he says we take you which means we most likely will in which case the arguing is a waste of time that we do not have."

"I still don't get why you came to talk to me about this."

"Are you going to come with us?" He stares at you intently.

"Doesn't really seem like it's up to me."

"They can argue all they want but it means nothing if you will not board the craft, in which case I can tell them to leave. So are you going to come with us?"

"If I don't come I drown." You say.

"Do you want to drown?" He asks which- seems like an odd question but he asks it with a surprising amount of sincerity in both his voice and eyes.

"No."

"Then I will take you aboard. Make things quicker so we don't all die here." He says.

"The man with the weird glasses seems rather adamantly opposed to my being there." You say.

"Then that is a problem for the man with the weird glasses to solve for himself." He shrugs. "I will wrap my arms around you to teleport us back into the aircraft."

"Okay." You say. You have to remind yourself that this is your best chance of survival, whether you trust these people or not. The blue man slowly wraps his arms around you just as he said, he's careful and mindful of where he touches you, so are you. Suddenly you're in the aircraft with at least a dozen eyes on you.

"What the fuck, you brought her on board?!" Weird glasses goes again.

"We do not exactly have time to sit here arguing about it for 30 minutes."

"It won't matter who's on board if I can't get this damn thing to start!" The woman with the white hair is up at the front frantically pushing buttons and switching toggles on the aggressively complicated looking panel. Her statement gets weird glasses up to the front with her, trying to help you guess.

"Y/n." You hear quietly and snap your head, wondering who here could possibly know your name. Based on the amount of frenzied conversation as they all try to fix the thing before the dam bursts the only person not occupied enough to have called your name would be- Charles. You shuffle over to him, cautious, but curious as to why he called you.

"I am sorry for the chaos, and what has happened to you."

"I don't need your pity."

"It is not pity dear, it is empathy. Magneto and I were once close too. I understand the... shock of his betrayal when it comes."

"We don't need to have a heart-to-heart about anything okay I'm not sticking around." You tell him.

"Jean." He mutters, someone's name, it gets the attention of the others and you back away from him to avoid whatever is going on.

"Wait where's Jean?" The one with the claws asks.

"She's outside." Charles responds. That seems to get everyone into a frenzy. Weird glasses is yelling at the woman with white hair, she's desperately trying to do something, anything, but is unable to- you finally realize who is missing in the sea of unfamiliar nameless faces. The redhead.

Amongst the frenetic yelling you're able to pick up only a few things. She's controlling the ship, preventing them from saving her, she plans to sacrifice herself to get her friends out of here. It's chaos, they're all screaming over each other you can't even tell what anyone's saying, then the jet lifts, you can hear the rush of water just outside and next thing you know the man with the glasses is crying in the arms of the man with the claws, the woman with white hair is focused on flying but you don't even need to read her mind to see that she's also grieving. Even the kids all seem solemn. 

You're a bit shocked to witness this. They must really care about the red head and perhaps each other overall? It's interesting, as an outsider looking in and trying to understand their dynamics.

It takes a few hours to return to- wherever you are, from Alkali Lake. You do a quick scan of everyone's thoughts to get your bearings. The first thing you get is relief, but past that some information. New York. A mansion. They live here. So do the kids. The guy with the claws is first off the jet but he returns quickly, with a wheelchair. Must be for Charles. The other adults fuss over him as they transfer him from the jet to his chair. The kids shuffle out slowly and you climb out after everyone else. Everyone's just standing around for a moment, recalibrating themselves, settling their nerves you suppose.

"Y/n." Charles calls and your eyes widen, he's not even facing you. You walk over to him. "Come with me, I'd like to talk with you for a while." He says and the guy with the glasses starts to follow you. "Alone, Scott." Charles stops to toss over his shoulder.

"Professor, I really do not think that's a good idea." He says.

"I think I can handle this one son."

"Scott! Can I get your help over here?" The woman with white hair calls to him and he reluctantly walks to her and mutters something. Your curiosity gets the best of you, you slip into the mind of the blue one to hear the conversation as you follow Charles.

"I wish Jean was here-"

"She's not." The man with the claws says.

"But if she was she could at least listen and I'd feel much better about leaving the professor with-"

"Yeah well she's gone. And we're not going to waste time pondering the what ifs because it'd be disrespectful to her sacrifice. Now I need you to get it together, the kids are scared, they need us, and I can't do my job if I have to worry about whether or not you can do yours." The woman with white hair grits out quietly to weird glasses. She must be trying to avoid the kids hearing her. You're impressed, she's hurting but she refuses to let it slow her down.

"Wow she's tough." You mutter.

"You're snooping." Charles says with an almost imperceptible smile. You clear your throat and straighten yourself.

"Force of habit." You say sheepishly.

"I find that people respond better when you get to know them organically rather than through telepathy."

"Right."

"Then they usually let you rifle through their minds freely." He jokes, flashing a bright smile your way. You chuckle a bit.

"Ya don't say." You muse and he nods sagely. Charles pushes open a door to reveal what's clearly some sort of office.

"This is my office." He says.

"I gathered." You nod.

"I thought it'd be better to have a conversation here so you don't have to worry about the others."

"Okay."

"What's your plan?" He asks and you shrug.

"I don't have a plan. Or rather, Magneto was my plan. I didn't think I'd need a backup." You say.

"Well we did just lose a telepath." He hums.

"That can't possibly be how things work around here. The dude with the weird glasses was crying with the claws guy over the red head, you don't just replace people in that kind of environment."

"No you're right, I'm not suggesting you replace her. That would be unfair. To everyone actually. I am simply suggesting that you consider joining the team."

"I don't know if that's a great idea." You shake your head.

"I don't see why not."

"I can think of one major reason. The guy with the weird glasses does not like me at all."

"He'll get over it. Scott's stubborn but he's a good guy and if you manage to get it, his loyalty will never waver."

"They'll be looking over their shoulder for as long as I'm around. They'd probably never believe that I'm not going to run back to Magneto with anything I learn here."

"Will you?"

"Even if I walk out this door and don't ever come back here, Magneto will never see me again. Not for anything good anyway. But that doesn't change the fact that the guy with the glasses doesn't trust me."

"He can, in time. After all trust is earned but I have faith in your ability to gain it, if you so desire and you put in the effort to do so. You can start by learning names. 'The guy with the weird glasses' is Scott. The one with the claws is Logan, the woman still with us is Storm, the red head was Jean Grey."

"I'm sorry for your loss." You say.

"I'm sorry for yours as well." He says and you're unsure how to react to that. Your situation with Magneto is a loss of some sort. He may not be dead but he might as well be, he's dead to you anyway. "My name is Charles."

"I know."

"Of course you do." He chuckles.

"Not from snooping. Magneto spoke of you."

"He spoke of you as well. Fondly."

"Weird." You say and Charles smiles slightly, almost sardonically.

"My last name is Xavier, you'll hear a lot of people refer to me as Professor or Professor X. This is publically known as Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, we colloquially refer to it as the mansion or x mansion here but we keep the fact that it's a mutant school generally a secret from any nonmutants." He continues his explanation.

"What about the teleporter?" You ask the question before you can even stop yourself. He's given you everyone else's name but not the teleporter.

"Ah, Kurt. Kurt Wagner. He's new here. Much like yourself, hopefully."

"You- really think I should join your- what is this even?"

"We're a team, and a group of educators, and a family- and things are probably going to be rough for a little while following this incident, but I think the others would benefit from you being here as much as you would. Besides, I feel you could be good for some of our students."

"Look I don't have another plan, so I'll give the gifted school thing a shot. I'm not promising to stick around, I don't wanna spend the rest of my life arguing with weir- Scott." You correct yourself. If you're going to live here Charles is right, you should probably use names.

"Do you even agree with Magneto's plan?"

"I agree with Magneto's grievence. Why should we be punished for our very existence? None of us asked to be this way."

"But you don't think humans deserve to die." It's not a question, it's a statement.

"Fear can be fed, which means it can also be starved. I want to believe things can be better without killing all humans but I won't sacrifice myself in the name of keeping peace with those that seek to wipe me out." You say. Charles nods almost solemnly.

"Welcome to the X-men." He says after a moment.

"You call yourselves the X-men?" You ask and even you can recognize that you sound a bit judgy.

"It sounds more conceted than it is. It's not because of me, it's because mutants have extraodinary power." He explains.

"Right. Are we done then?"

"For now" He nods.

"Cool." You exit his office, unsure how to feel about that whole conversation. You're gonna live here now, teach students, fight bad guys probably. So many weird turns today. You're barely two steps from the door when you hear a voice next to you.

"Hello."

"Fuck! Do you do that a lot?" You look at Kurt incredulously.

"No. It's just that you were in there a long time. I got curious."

"Were you eavesdropping?"

"Never! I was just waiting for you to come out." He says.

"Why?" You tilt your head.

"The man with the weird glasses has been not kind to you, I thought he might drive you away."

"Well if that's his plan he'll have to try much harder. Charles has asked me to stay."

"Will you?" Kurt asks.

"For now." You nod.

"For now? You plan to leave?" His brow furrows.

"Only if it does more harm than good." You shrug and keep walking. You're gonna try and find the kitchen, get some water, maybe start talking to people start getting an idea of what this next chapter will be like.

"I do not believe that is possible." Kurt says keeping pace with you.

"I think it depends on how Scott reacts to my staying here." You muse.

"What?" You hear from behind you. You and Kurt spin around to find Scott coming from around a corner.

"Hm that's probably not how Charles wanted that news broken." You muse. "Charles asked me to stay. Join the X-men, teach some gifted youngsters and all that."

"What the fuck?"

"Hey man take it up with him." You shrug.

"Oh I will." Scott shoves between you and Kurt, presumably to find Charles.

"Before you go Scott which way's the kitchen?" You call after him. Scott stops in his tracks then very angrily points in a direction.

"Thanks!" You say pivoting to that direction. In the kitchen, you track down a bottle of water while Kurt looks at you with a curious expression.

"What is your name?" He asks. He must have only just realized he didn't know it.

"Y/n." You tell him.

"Y/n. Beautiful. My name is Kurt Wagner." He smiles.

"I know." You smile back.

"You know?" He blinks at you with surprise.

"Charles told me. He was giving me everyone else's name and so I asked him yours. I hope that's okay."

"I-"

"Either of you seen Storm?"

You turn around to see Logan poking his head into the kitchen.

"No." Kurt shakes his head.

"Weren't you with the professor?" He asks you.

"I was, now I'm here."

"You stickin around then?"

"For the forseeable future probably. Charles asked me to join the X-men."

"That would explain why Scott's in there throwing a fit right now then."

"You can hear him?"

"Oh yeah."

"Are you also angry that I'm staying?"

"Makes no difference to me as long as you don't hurt the people I care about."

"I'm not going to hurt anyone."

"Then you and me are gonna be just fine."

"Okay." You say keeping your face neutral, but you're incredibly relieved to hear that he's not going to give you any grief. You're not sure you'd be willing to stick around if you had  to deal with it from more than just Scott at the same time.

The next several months are not the easiest. With everyone trying to reestablish normal within the mansion after the whole debacle it's sort of difficult to find your own footing in that environment but you think you're starting to get the hang of it, at least you hope so after almost eight months socially anyway. Honestly the teaching part hasn't been that bad, you've only got 2 classes, they used to Jean's students apparently and while most of them got split amongst the others Charles thouught two was perfectly manageable for you, which it has. I mean the kids are cool and with help you think you've been doing a pretty decent job.

Charles has pretty regular meetings with you, checking in, keeping track of your adjusting to living here. It's a little odd but you appreciate that he seems to care about your quality of life.

Regarding the others, Storm has been the most open. She offers help, and asks how you are, extending more kindness than you expected. You're sure it's not easy for her since you're arrival coincides with the death of her friend but she's been very cool and you've been getting closer to her as of late which is nice.

Scott has been- pretty much as you expected. He's no longer openly protesting that you're here but he definitely gives you shit. It's annoying but you're no baby dear so you make sure to give it right back. It's tricky though, you know he's still grieving, from what Storm tells you Jean might as well have been his wife. It must be incredibly hard dealing with that kind of loss. Doesn't give him the right to treat you like garbage though. When the others conclude that he's more emoitonally stable you'll demand an apology for his bullshit but until then you'll just- gently push when you can.

From what you can tell Logan is not a people person. He's great with the students but he clearly prefers to be alone. He's polite to you, and you can tell he's trying really hard to be kind, probably to make up for Scott's lack of it. He chats with you occasionally and offers a helping hand every so often. You really appreciate the effort he's putting in to being friendly.

And then there's Kurt. Charles jokes that you're basically a packaged deal now. He's not too far off, you spend a lot of time together, sharing meals, spending your free time together, trading stories about yourselves. He has really been your saving grace here. There's such a comforting warmth you feel when you're around him and even though you're the telepath sometimes you swear he can read your mind, guessing what you need before even you know on occassion.

"Hello." Kurt pops up on the other side of the counter from you as you as you're making lunch in the kitchen. It no longer catches you off guard when he does it.

"Hello." You glance up from the cutting board to smile at him.

"I thought we agreed I was making lunch today?" Kurt tilts his head at you.

"I'm just cutting some fruit."

"Good because I have that pull apart bread you like in the oven and I made soup to go with it."

"You made the pesto bread?!" You gasp.

"I did, you said the other day that you haven't had it in a while so I thought I'd fix that."

"Are you kidding? That recipe's a bitch to make. Thank you."

"Before you start thanking me let's make sure I did it right." He smiles walking over to the oven to pull out the tray.

"Everything you've ever made me is delicious."

"Yeah but I'm usually not making something you already love in very particular way that's easy to mess up." He says.

"You couldn't mess it up if you tried." You scoff. He carefully transfers the hot pastry onto a large plate and puts it onto a tray along with 2 bowls of soup, your bowl of fruit, and a set of utensils for each of you.

"Your room or mine?" Kurt asks handing you the tray of food.

"Yours we did mine last time." You say. Kurt moves behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. You try not to stiffen, or react at all in his hold knowing it's only for the sake of getting you from the kitchen to his bedroom.

"Very well then." He says and his voice in your ear sends a shiver up your spine. A moment later you're in his room and you gently place the tray in his bed before taking a seat, careful not to disturb the soup.

"Oo I'm excited okay." You gingerly separate a piece of the bread and pick up your soup bowl. Kurt watches with baited breath as you dip the bread into the soup and try it. He desperately hopes he got it right. As you chew your eyes fall closed and your whole body relaxes. It's fucking fantastic, you can't help but groan at how good it is. As if there was really any doubt.

"I hope that's a good sign?" Kurt asks. As much as he loves watching the pure bliss roll over you he needs to avoid getting overexcited because you're reacting to food. Plus he selfishly wants to hear you say he did well.

"It is a very good sign. It's perfect. Here try it." You dip the remaining part of your bread in your soup and feed it to him without even thinking about it. Kurt takes the piece from you with a smile. He never mentions it because he thinks you'll stop if he does, but he really likes it when you feed him.

"Okay, yeah it is pretty damn good." Kurt nods.

"Oh come on we knew it would be."

"I wasn't sure it'd live up to the standards. You can be pretty particular about your favorite foods."

"But you've never let me down." You smile.

"And I never plan to." He says. The two of you continue eating and chatting until all the food is gone, fruit bowl included.

"Thank you for lunch." You say once you've finished.

"Thank you for eating with me." He says.

"You made me food, how could I turn down that offer?" You shrug. Your eyes scan over his face as he looks away from you with a small smile. In all your story sharing with Kurt, you haven't been brave enough to ask about the markings decorating his skin. You find them curious and want to know more but you're not sure if it's a touchy subject given what you have already learned about him.

"Hey, where'd you go?" Kurt asks.

"What?" You blink at him.

"You're staring off, I can tell you're thinking about something pretty intently."

"Oh- it's nothing just- what are the markings on your face for?" You ask.

"Are you just now noticing them?"

"Well, no, but it's rude to ask people about why they look the way they do. I just figure we're close enough that I hope you know it's a well meaning question."

"I did them." He says.

"Why? What do they mean?"

"They're angelic symbols, one for every sin."

"Like the seven deadly ones?" You tilt your head.

"No. What? One for every of my own sins." He explains.

"Oh." You say. You shuffle closer to him trying to get a better look at the markings on his face. If he has 'one for every sin', whatever that means, they must cover much more than just his face. Kurt tries not to squirm under your gaze. "Do you mind if I touch them?" You ask softly, as if you could scare him just by asking.

"Go ahead." He says immediately. You lift your hand and carefully trace each line on his cheek, feeling the intricate patterns under the pads of your fingers. Kurt holds very still as you do, his breathing is so soft you can bearly hear it, he's worried that if he moves too much, makes too loud a noise he'll shatter the atmosphere that has you treating his scars with such gentleness he might die.

"They're so, beautiful."

"Beautiful?"

"Breathtaking honestly. I've never seen anything like it. You've created this wonderful work of art." You say so sweetly Kurt could melt. You feel a slight warmth spread through your fingertips from Kurt's face and you smile slowly. His deep blue skin may not be able to turn pink but blood still warms his cheeks like anyone else.

"I've never heard anyone speak that way about them." Kurt finally shifts but only to avoid your gaze with the cutest little smile you've ever seen.

"That's a shame. It's the truth. I really like them." You say turning his face with a guiding finger under his chin. His eyes widen, you're barely inches apart and he's not sure what to do.

"Thank you." Kurt whispers.

"You're so pretty." You tell him.

"That's- new."

"Do you hate it?" You ask.

"I couldn't hate anything to do with you." He says.

"You always say the sweetest things."

"I would really like to kiss you, could I? Please?" Kurt asks.

"I thought you'd never ask. Yes." You say. Kurt shifts forward just enough to press his lips to yours. Your fingers tip his chin, pulling him closer, kissing him longer. It's so tender you practically fall into him. His arms wrap around you, pulling you against him.

"I can't believe this." He breathes when you pull away.

"What?" You smile.

"I did not expect you to ever see me."

"I've always seen you. From the moment you asked me if I wanted to drown." You chuckle.

"What?" He laughs.

"It was such an odd question but I could see the sincerity in your eyes and I knew that was a look I never wanted to forget." You tell him.

"I'm glad you decided to stay."

"Me too." You touch your forehead to his. You don't need to be a telepath to know how deeply he cares for you and that familiar calmness wraps you like a warm blanket. You can't believe you ever thought Alkalai Lake would be your worst heartache when it would bring you here. To Kurt.

***

[saintofpride201]

Ok, i have to wonder... X-Men's biggest plot point throughout history is that the main villain is a holocaust survivor. 1940s. And eventually the last person who was ever involved in the holocaust is gonna die at some point, right?

What's the plan in maybe 20-30 years for Magneto? At some point they have to either kill him off or find a way to keep him, and then they have to explain how a holocaust survivor is still alive in the year 2040-50.

[tiredhermitgirl]

Matt & Frank Castle

I think what is absolutely crazy and why I am a Fratt shipper is that Frank is one if not the ONLY person who can handle Matt in the way he needs to be handled.

Disclaimer: this is based off of their relationship in the Tv show NOT anything in the comics!

But anyway! I just feel like Matt is that special type of character where you WANT to be soft with him, swaddle him up and beat the shit out of anyone who makes him feel like shit BUT in the same vein you want to shake him and beat him over the head until he makes good choices!

Foggy is way too soft, even at his maddest and Karen is way too harsh and is very similar to Matt in that she will avoid and walk away if something becomes too much.

But Frank is the perfect mix between hard and soft. He knows when to push Matt but he is also quick to be open and soft and this interaction that we got on Episode 4 really highlights that.

He pushed and pushed Matt until he got the reaction he wanted but when he noticed Matt breaking his tone got so soft. He voluntarily shared a little bit of his grief because he UNDERSTANDS. And when he knows that Matt is being honest about something he shuts the fuck up. The way he let Matt talk about how good Foggy was and then just let him leave???

Karen wouldn’t have done that. I don’t even think Foggy would have let him or Foggy would have left first. Neither would Electra because all of them would HAVE to get the last word in. But Frank let him say what he really felt and left and I find that so important for a character like Matt.

And you know it is out of character because earlier in the conversation Frank kept on getting the last word. “What about old Foggy? Did he get life?” That was so foul! 😭 But I also think that Frank is a mirror to Matt. Frank knows EXACTLY what Matt is feeling and similarly, they both have NO ONE they can talk to to process that grief. Except where there is Frank who explodes and goes on a killing spree, Matt is suppressing SEVERELY because he is trying to honor Foggy and what he would have wanted.

It really makes me wonder if Frank did something similar. Did he try to suppress it and “do the right thing?” The kind of thing that Maria and his kids would have wanted him to do? And it also reminds me of Magneto from X-Men Apocalypse where Charles told him “would your family have wanted this?” And Magneto rebuttals with “They would have wanted to live!”

I just love Matt and Franks dynamics because I feel like Frank can actually relate to Matt in a way that no one else can. Not even Elecktra (sorry for the shippers). And I think because he relates to Matt so much, he can see where this is headed and in his own way doesn’t want Matt to fall off the deep end like he did.

Long story short the Fratt shippers ate good today!

[gallavichsreddie1128]

Feelings and Faults (Wolverine)

Description: Logan loves Y/N but she’s too caught up on the past.

Word Count: 1,020

Requests: Hi I was just wondering if you could write wolverine x reader smut where he is in love/obsessed with her and she has feelings for him but doesn’t acknowledge it because she doesn’t think she deserves to be loved which could be down to past trauma (it’s up to you) but then they confess their feelings inspired by the scene in the Honda Odyssey just without deadpool please it’s okay if not

Author’s note: I didn’t see the smut part until I went to post so that’s not part of the story. But I hope you like it!

She sat in the Honda Odyssey with a drink in her hand. She never really was one for drinking but times like these it was needed. Everyone was either inside planning the attack on Nova or by the fire drinking. She was in the car, alone in thought. Not realizing that she had someone that could never look away from her.

Someone that loved her and wanted to be with her even though she had fault in that. After losing Erik she never felt like she could be loved again or deserved it. But Logan adored her and wanted her forever. In his universe Y/N and Magneto were the happy couple that he let get killed. He always adored her but could never have her.

Now, she didn’t have Magneto in her life anymore and he wanted to be the one to fill the void. He could tell that she beat herself up over it and the blame was on her. Whatever happened between them, he would never believe that she was fully the one to blame. She deserved love and happiness, even if she couldn’t see it.

After his talk with Laura he walked over to the car that he knew she was in and got in the driver side. She looked over at him and saw a bottle of whiskey in his hand and smirked. He was definitely one for drinking. But she couldn’t blame him. “How did I know that you were in here?” He asked and she shrugged. “Despite what Wade says, I think the Honda Odyssey fucks hard.” She said and that made him chuckle.

Wade hated this car but Y/N liked it. “I also didn’t take you for drinking.” She smiled at him and held up the drink, “Cheers to that. I never was a drinker but after things go south it’s nice to have one.” He watched as she chugged the rest of her drink and held out her cup to fill it up. He gladly poured her another glass. “So about the fight earlier-” “Don’t mention it. He’s fine.” “I’m talking about you. Us.” She looked over at him, “What’s there to talk about? You’re right. I beat myself up over a guy that probably never gave a shit about me.” He felt guilt for saying that to her. “In my universe, you guys were married. Had kids even. You two were in love.” She rolled her eyes, “And let me guess we died?” He nodded and cleared his throat, “Yeah. It was awful. I constantly think back to that night and it haunts me.” “It was probably meant to be.” He looked at her, “What do you mean?” “I’m not meant to be happy in any universe.” He wanted to roll his eyes at her and her stupidity but he kept going, “No. That’s me. You sit here and act like nobody loves you and you’re alone but that is fair from the truth.” She looked at him as he finished off the bottle.

“Y/N, In my universe I was in love with you. I wanted you so bad but Erik beat me to it.” Her eyes widened in shock. His words repeating in her head. “The first second I met you I felt it all come back. Only this time Erik isn’t in the way. It’s you.” She chugged her drink before she could get out the words, “What?” It wasn’t a question of her asking him to repeat what he said or that she couldn’t hear him. She simply could not believe the words that left his mouth.

“Don’t act like nobody loves you and doesn’t care about you. I do! And I always will.” She stared at him with wide eyes. Sure, she had some feelings for him but she beat herself up after what happened with Erik. “You’re drunk.” She stated and he laughed. “Unbelievable. I pour my heart out to you and you tell me I’m drunk?” She didn’t know what to say to him at this time. “Y/N, Erik was a fucking idiot for not loving you and trying with you. You’re amazing and beautiful and only a dumb fuck like him wouldn’t see that.” Her eyes filled with tears, “You can’t mean that.” She whispers and he sighs, “Well I do. And if Wade wasn’t there earlier than maybe this would have come out sooner.” She turned away from him and sighed.

This couldn’t be real. There was no way he was telling the truth. Was he? She looked up at the top of the car, “The Magneto that Cassandra killed, that was mine.” He turned to look at her, “The TVA had got him before I could save him. I feel like the biggest fuck up about it. It wasn’t that he didn’t love me or wanted to be with me. It was never known but we had something special.

That’s why I was so nervous about coming here. I was so scared that he wouldn’t want anything to do with me and hated me but he’s dead. That’s worse than him hating me.” She was pouring her heart out to him. “I want to believe you, Logan. But I don’t know. After seeing you and you helping us I realized that maybe Erik wasn’t the one for me and that I could have another chance at happiness.”

“You can. I’m right here.” She turned to look at him to find that he was already looking at her. Maybe it was the heat of the moment but she really wanted to kiss him. As if he was Charles Xavier and could read her mind, he leaned in and kissed her. She kissed back and maybe it was the drink or the kiss but she felt herself calm down and realize that this was meant to be. “Erik wasn’t your fault sweetheart. You are not at fault for that. You deserve love and all the happy things in love.” She felt herself smile at his words. “Thank you, Logan.” she whispered and he smiled. “No problem, sweetheart.” He said before they locked lips again.

[evillama666]

“Headcannons”

“Headcannons”

Karl Heisenberg

I started playing re8. It only took me three years to get the game but it only cost twenty bucks! I want to write a fanfic for Heisenberg but I hurt my wrist and can't write so I've just been jotting down headcannons in my free time before I forget them. I have a lot of them so is this going to be messy and unorganized? Yes

Tags: Randomness... There's no specific theme to these, some x reader stuff, contains some NSFW topics. He's a perv after all

Word count: 2445

Look at his cheeks! I just wanna squish 'em!

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First off, in my own little world Ethan does join Karl but not until after he goes through his entire factory and sees how truly strong he is. He's just like "Man fuck this! I don't want to do this shit again." Killing another Lord, I mean. So he joins Heisenberg under one condition: no using Rose. And Heisenberg reluctantly agrees. Also Heisenberg knows how to put her back together so it's a good idea to keep him alive. And let's be real, there's no way he's going to be able to use her powers. She's fucking six months old. What is he going to do? Fucking throw her at Miranda? If Ethan was able to kill her by himself it'd be a lot easier with Karl to help without even using Rose.

Also when the 'curse' is lifted from the village and everyone is set free, the other Lords are able to come back because of their little crystal forms Duke collected. Rose was put in that crystal form so I think that they'd be able to come back because of that. That way everyone can have their favourite characters back :)

Anyway, now that I've got that out of my system, headcannon time!

This first one is actually my Papa's, he's watching me play since he didn't watch the gameplay when it came out. Also he loves that Heisenberg calls Ethan 'Papa'. I think you can piece that one together...

He totally sees Heisenberg as being that 'weird' uncle. I showed him some fanart where Karl is like that and he loved it.

Heisenberg is the kinda guy to let kids try a sip of his alcohol, ask them if they want to smoke, just plain being chaotic, and anything else that just pisses of their parents. Mostly Ethan and Alcina. He's has a love hate relationship with Alcina's daughters. He acts like he hates them, and sometimes he truly does, but he secretly likes them. He just hates their mother.

He stayed in the village after Miranda died. Sure, he hates the 'family', but he wants to learn all the secrets of the village. That's actually based off one of the files I read.

He's a history nerd. He was sheltered from the outside world so he knows nothing but give him the internet and a few highschool textbooks and he learned everything in like a week. He finds everything so interesting. He particularly liked the industrial era.

And modern technology... Oh he loves that. It took him a while to understand the internet. He loves how horny it is. It didn't take him that long to actually learn how to use a phone though. He's a fast learner. However he loves taking them apart so you had to find him a bunch of old ones so he'd stop taking apart his... and yours.

He loves Wallmart. You took him there. He liked specifically the kitchen aisle because he made all the pans float. But when you took him to Home Depot? He had a fucking field day. You two ended up staying there until it closed...

He had to ask who the hell 'Magneto' was because people keep comparing them. Especially that kid that saw him making the pans float in Walmart. That's when he fell in love with the X-Men comics. And got even more excited when you told him there were movies. He may or may not have tried to do experiments based off the comics... He specifically loves Wolverine because 'Hugh Jackman is funny and extremely hot.'

We all know this man is Bi. His voice actor is extremely 'fruity'. There's no way he's straight.

His love language is gift giving! It suits him perfectly. He's always making stuff. He'll make you lots of necklaces out of old gears he doesn't need. He also makes lot's of toys for Rose. (Which all need to be pre-approved by Ethan) He likes to make you jewelry but he'll also make you little inventions. Anything that'll make your life easier.

Oh, you complained about somethin? He's making an invention for that. You were pissed when he took apart your coffee maker but he ended up making a new one that brews the perfect cup everytime. If you ask him for anything, he'll make it for you.

His factory doesn't actually have a kitchen. He just stores all his kitchen appliances in a random room. Also, you have to constantly remind him to eat. You don't allow him to use his excuse "But I'm a Lord. I can go days without eating!"

He only showers once a month... Why would he bathe so often if he's just going to get filthy again?

This man doesn't own a bed. Doesn't even have a bedroom. He's used to going days without sleeping so why need one? But he does have an old, brown sunk in couch that he had to repair a lot of times over the years. It looks uncomfortable as hell but it's actually surprisingly comfortable?

He has random arm chairs and other furniture he picked up off the side off the road scattered along his factory. Though, that couch is his favourite. He'll lay on it while you lay on top of his chest because there isn't actually enough room for the both of you.

So he ends up spending the night at your house a lot since you actually have a bed. But when he's there, he's constantly trying to take apart your stuff. He gets scolded a lot.

He loves pets, but can't have any of his own because his factory isn't safe for one and he already doesn't take care of himself. There's no way he'd have time taking care of a pet. He doesn't want to put the poor thing through that. He's more of a dog person, obviously, but he does like cats. Especially scruffy ones that kinda looks like a small dog. So if you have a pet, he's coming over a lot.

He doesn't like dates. He'd rather you hang out in his factory, or he'll go to your place and have dinner. He does like walks though. Around the village, a park, the beach. But it's at the beach, he's using his powers to find whatever washed up metal. He's actually found some pretty cool stuff. No need to buy one of those expensive ass metal detectors he's like a personal one.

If you fall asleep when you're at his factory, he'll take his coat off and lay it on you. Trenchcoats were originally used as blankets in world war two. You can be doing your own little thing when you're hanging out with him in his factory. He just likes you're company. He's fine with parallel play. He usually stops whatever he's working on when you fall asleep, realizing he should probably call it a night.

This man is touched starved! He loves cuddles! He loves cuddling with you after a long day in the factory. His hair is a weak spot. He loves when it's played with. He's too busy to ever cut it, and he likes it long. Once and a while he'll trim it, a long with cleaning up his beard. He loves when you cup his cheeks in your hands and mess with his beard.

Give this man a beard oil kit and he'll actually take care of his appearance. It's a good gift for him.

He was reluctant to let you braid it but caved in. Now he always lets you play with it whenever. He also loves it being pulled on. Another reason he likes it long.

This man is extremely kinky. He's basically into whatever and will always agree to try whatever you suggest. However he will always respect your boundaries if you don't like something. He might push a little, ask 'are you sure?' but he'll ultimately drop the idea. You can bring it back up again when you feel comfortable though. He's into bdsm. He really likes tying you up. More specifically, using whatever metal is around to bind your wrists.

He makes sex toys. A lot of sex toys. Sometimes it gets boring in the factory and it wasn't like he was ever seeing anyone. His toys are... uh... rather intense. He can handle it being rough.

He's created whole ass machines just for sex. I told you this man is freaky. He can pound that shit for hours. His powers let him go on for a while... That couch along fleshlight he altered has been through a lot...

If he makes a toy for you, he'll cator it to something you like. It's never as rough as his personal toys. He'll make you something like a vibrator that can run for days without dying, and has many more settings than the average one.

He'll steal Alcina's fancy ass candles for wax play. She'll be walking around in her castle and notice one of her candles are missing. She doesn't actually know the real reason Karl steals them. She thinks he's just making her life difficult.

Another way he makes her life difficult is by moving shit, walking through her caste with his muddy boots, eyeing up her maids, and just lingering around until she yells at her.

He definitely likes pulling pranks.

He likes video games. He loves Mortal Kombat. He likes beating the Dimitrescu sisters asses. They get so pissy. But it's nice bonding time with their uncle. It's one of the few times he'll agree to hang out with them. He's memorized all the moves and combos so there's no beating him. Aaron Black is his favourite.

He'll also play Stardew Valley with you even though he hates it. He does the caves for you so you don't die. His little character looks just like him. He doesn't get why you play this game when you can just go in the village and actually farm.

He loves motorcycles! He made a whole custom one from scratch! He's been to a couple queer biker bars a few times.

He looks like a hobo, so people assume he's homeless and give him a few dollars. Especially when he goes to Walmart. The first time he had to ask you why a lady gave him dollar. He was offended when told him 'She probably thought you were homeless' but he couldn't really argue...

He likes metal music. No pun intended. He's even got a couple spiked bracelets. He thinks metal music is nice to work to in his factory. Rob Zombie is his favourite. My Papá agrees with this one!

He'll also listen to Old Mans Poison. Specifically their song "Feed the Machine". I love that song so much and it suits Heisenberg. He'll also listen to German heavy metal.

Any alt people and metalheads need to be careful around him, because if you're wearing a lot of metal, and he activates his powers, you'll be dragged across the room. He usually doesn't mean it but sometimes he'll use that against you just to tease you. If you're wearing any necklaces in general, be careful around him because he will accidentally choke you and won't feel any remorse about it. He'll actually laugh.

He'll attach metal to non-metal objects so he can make them float around. He can control blood. It contains iron in it. I think that's how he's so successful with his soldat.

If someone pissed him off, he'll just kill them with a blood clot. :)

But he also uses that power to patch up Ethan.

He has a lot of self harm scars on his arms. The other scars however, are from messing around in his factory and being tested on. He has depression but, will always deny it but, deep down he knows he has it.

He loves steampunk fashion. Most of the necklaces and gifts he makes are steampunk. He loves any steampunk accessories you get him.

There's nothing that suggests how old Heisenberg was when he was experimented on by Miranda. He did come along after Alcina, who was forty-four when she was experienced on. I think he was around ten when he was taken, making his resentment towards Miranda much, much deeper. This is also based off some fanart of him as a kid which I thought was cute.

His one necklace is a little scale. I totally see him just wearing it to fidget with it. Either tugging on it when it's around his neck or using his powers on it. Same thing with the compass. Using his powers to make the needle spin around.

He's neurodivergent in some way.

He'll start like a hundred different projects but never actually finish them. He'll also get hyper fixated on one project and only do that for days on end or do a bunch of projects based off one topic.

Despite never being hugged, Karl gives the best hugs. Sure he's very stiff and has no idea what to do when it comes to comforting people. You'll have to initiate the hug. It'll take him a moment to actually wrap his arms around you and it'll take a few hugs before he feels comfortable hugging you back.

His touch starts off stiff and awkward before gradually relaxing and he'll wrap you up in his trenchcoat so you feel secure.

Honestly I headcannon that with any character that wears a trenchcoat. I actually have a trenchcoat and it's literally perfect to wrap someone up in a hug with it.

Any relationship, whether it's platonic or romantic needs to go slow for him. Lots of baby steps! Why do I like baby steps with characters so much....

Once someone is close with him, he may let them use his first name.

He will talk your ear off about his inventions. Even if you don't understand, he just needs to get it out. But! He will absolutely love it if you ask questions. And if you're very interested he'll simplify everything down for you so you understand.

He'll have you help him on his inventions that don't pose any threats. He's not gonna risk hurting you so he'll just have you hand him tools and such. It's nice having an extra pair of hands around. He'll explain how the invention works. Ask him questions! He likes that. He's never had anyone to talk about his work with.

He likes when you lightly trace over his scars. Like if you're holding his face in your hands and lightly trace over them with your thumbs. Or when you two are cuddling and you trace over the scars on his chest and abdomen.

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Oki... I think I'm done for now. I can't think of any more. I know I have more though so I might make another one of these.

Now to the part I hate

[yagirlpurplefox12]

Logan’s Firecracker

(Logan Howlett x Female Reader Insert)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“When you get to young Xavier, tell him to find me. Young me would have loved to have been in a school like that,” you pant out to Logan with blood dripping down your nose.

“(F/N)—!”

“Now go, I’ll hold them off.”

Tears start to make his vision blurry as he clenches his jaw…very unwilling to let you go but he knows he has to. The Sentinels have taken over and he has to go back in time to stop this from ever happening…but that means losing you…

“(F/N), I…”

Looking from his face to the door, you know the others are holding off as best as they can but dying at drastically quick rate. Focusing back to Logan, you give a small carefree smile and kiss him on the lips. The first and last kiss.

“I love you too. Now go fix the past and tell Xavier to find me. Bye, Logan.”

Getting away from his grasps, you salute the others in the room and lock the door behind you. In front of you is carnage and more Sentinels than before. Getting ready, you feel the space and gravity around you and send out a burst of gravikinesis force sending the Sentinels flying.

You know you are going to die like your friends before you. But be damn if you let them get to Logan and the rest of hope without a fight.

And a fight did you bring.

Along with a horrible death in the process.

But technically that never happened.

Now Logan stands in X’s office as he is given the details on what happened after 1973. Seeing Jean, Scott, and everyone else, he’s happy to have everything back to how it should have been. Though, there is one person on his mind he can’t forget.

“Logan, as I said before you have a class to teach. Now since you just learned about the changes, I’ll be in the classroom with you if you want.”

“That may be best,” Logan grumbles, still thinking about his girl. About you. A strong woman who made him realize love can come anytime and in surprising ways. A young woman originally from shield who had gravitational powers. You were also much younger than him meeting him when you were 23. But as the two years past with the both of you fighting side by side, more than a friendship blossomed but was never dealt with considering the uncertainties of death.

Arriving to the classroom, Logan notices some young friendly faces that either died battling the Sentinels or should be with Magneto instead of here.

After class greets him and Professor X and the bell rings, the door suddenly slams open and a flustered, short, young adult with a shit eating grin on her face chuckles nervously.

“Sorry I was late Logan, training got a little fun now that I can do some cool shit.” Professor X shakes his head at your language in front of the kids as the class laughs at your seemingly normal everyday behavior.

Seeing you, Logan can’t help but to feel that tight feeling around his heart and throat. Looking down at Xavier, the older bald man smiles at him and nods.

Logan then looks back at you and watches you.

“(F/N),” he starts, catching your attention.

“ I know, I know, language. It’s a hard adjustment.”

“How about taking over today’s lesson?”

Your eyes widen and you start to giggle out of nervousness and anticipation, “Wait, for real?”

He nods and tells Professor X he’s not needed.

��How about you take the day off and be with her? Since you’re officially back now, I think you deserve some peace.’

Logan smiles and nods his head, Xavier now rolling to the door but not before telling you to behave. As he sits back and watches you teach the class in a VERY entertaining way keeping the young teens attention, he feels a burning sensation behind his eyes. He’s grateful he doesn’t remember anything after 1973, for it would honestly be super awkward if he had to see you as a child. He’s grateful Xavier listened and, just like he told Logan in his office before they headed to the classroom, Xavier found you just a week before you accidentally kills your family and everyone in the apartment building. He’s just really happy to see you, alive, and as geeky and animated as ever. Like you’ve never changed. No matter what pst or future, you’ll always have the lovely, bubbly spirit. Once class ends, Logan gives them homework and as Xavier promised he let everyone know there will be no history class for the rest of the day, surprising you.

“(F/N), how about we go out and enjoy our free day?”

“….really?”

Logan can’t help to feel flustered but he knows he has to do this, he doesn’t know if you feel for him the same as in the other timeline, but he would regret it if he never tried.

“Well I’m on my period and I’ve been craving strawberry ice cream and Puerto Rican food,” you slide up to him with the smiles he wants you to wear everyday as long as you live. He wonders if he himself before ever pulled a move on you, whether that is taking you out in a date or simply hugging you. He gives back your smiles and gives in to his feelings for you. Reaching behind your head, he grasps the back and messages between the lower part of your head and your nape. “Let me get you those well deserved treats.” Your cheeks flush from his actions and words but your smile only grows bigger. “Well, let’s go then! Oooh, and last week you promised me a ride on your bike, let’s go,” you grab his hand and he lets you pull him towards the garage. You answered is unheard question. He is meant to like you and from your hopping and smiling and even flushing his arm to your body, you are meant to like him as well. Your arms squeezes to him and you lay your protected head on his back the whole ride to the closest town that you said has Puerto Rican food.

It’s lunch time by then but since it’s a workday not many are out. He buys all the food you want and lets you feed him yourself of everything he never had. The whole day, the two of you were getting closer and closer. “Logan, are you feeling alright?”

“Hmm?”

The two of you are ending your day licking ice cream after spending and hour and a half at a book store. Piles of bags are next to him, every book he saw you remotely interested, he bought.

Had to get a lot of gay manga but if it makes you happy, it makes him happy.

“Well, you’re always so broody and very cold many times. You also have a tendency to yell at me and abuse the hell out of me during training, but for the past month or two you’ve been very nice to me…and today…I guess what I’m saying is don’t be an asshole and get my hopes up. I know you know I like you, I mean since I was 15 I’ve literally asked you to be my prom date every year. Was this day just to tell me that I’ll never have a chance or what?”

Logan freezes for a moment, and watches your face get saddened per second. He remembers from the other timeline of you being insecure about…well everything. You were just always joyful while making stupid untrue comments about yourself. He’s not gonna let you think like that.

Gently grabbing your chin, he guides your face to his and wait, seeing if you’ll object. Your eyes and the lick to your lips give him no objection. Moving forwards, both of your mouths collide to a deep and passionate kiss. Your bodies feeling the same tingle and longing. Dropping your ice cream to the ground, you grasp his hair, pulling to get a deeper kiss as he groans in your mouth. “I love you (F/N), I want to take you on dates every weekend, treat you like the queen you are, and god I want you so badly,” he states between kisses. You can’t help but feel for him the same, “I love you too Logan. I just can’t believe a hunk of a man like you would be interested in flabby me.”

“Don’t talk about yourself that way, you’re gorgeous inside and out,” he growls at you.

You guys headed home right after that, but Logan wants to take his time with you. To cherish you. You invite him to your room to watch the Child’s Play series, cuddling, and eating popcorn and snacks. He kisses your head and inhales your scent. He scents your shampoo, perfume, skin, and even the little musk of want coming from under the covers. “Love you Logan, can you sleep here, with me?”

“Of course, love you too you little firecracker.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[rei-ismyname]

X-Manhunt Chuck Hunt Omega Review

It's been a short and baffling road that's led us here to the finale of Chuck Hunt, but fortunately it's very easy to sum up for anyone coming in blind. Charles Xavier received a distress call from his Shi'Ar daughter Xandra and escaped from prison while affected by a brain tumor. Inconveniencing various X-Men along the way, he resurrected his long dead wife, Lilandra, and brought her up to speed. He's fucking off to space (again) with his imperialist bird wife (again) to heal a sickness (again.) It doesn't make any sense at all, so join me in the absurdity of disconnected action scenes and OOC moments before a big goodbye. Like Game of Thrones season 8, it looks great and makes little sense while blowing stuff up.

Frankly, I've found this event really frustrating. Chuck visited most of the X-books for an issue but the character and relationship payoffs have been slim. Exceptional X-Men handled it best by not having him appear at all, Red Skies Crossover style. Xavier has had a tremendous impact on everyone's life but he's only engaged with them performatively and superficially. It feels like he doesn't really care about the chaos he leaves in his wake, which is nothing new, and the resolution of his mission has been spoiled by solicits. I'm not mad about it, it's so ridiculous that I have to laugh.

In what's becoming a hallmark of From The Ashes, a flashback recontextualises the inter X-Men team dynamics. Scott thinks Xavier should stay in prison; Rogue disagrees and thinks Scott has some scheme requiring his absence, for reasons. Scott's dream speech is hilariously nonsensical while Rogue is just being obnoxious.

Gambit interjects before Scott can finish a sentence and Magik says what I've been thinking - 'what did Scott do?' What's the fucking problem, yo? We've seen in Uncanny that, yes, it is personal. Scott's name has been used as an insult. They relitigate the fall of Krakoa for some reason, with Rogue having an interesting summation. 'Taking out Phoenix' had only the broadest relationship to Krakoa's fall. Xavier surrendered due to ORCHIS sneaking a kill switch into Krakoan drugs, then he forced everyone through the gates. Rogue had the best view of anyone, as she carried Xavier to Krakoa where he broke down over thinking he'd killed everyone. She missed the rest because of Avengers duty.

The characters and the readers are both being gaslit into swallowing this tripe. I don't have room to show it, but Mystique is here to look sad. Mystique hates Chuck, and she should. Melee, Bronze, and the Outliers are here crying over a dude they've never met. Magneto has nothing to say, nor does Juggernaut. X-Manhunt has been a mishmash of discontinuity with motivations changing from page to page, let alone between issues. It's simply unbelievable that anyone would believe the narrative Chuck is selling, but that's what's on the page. There's no resolution here, no nod to history, recent or otherwise. Chuck is leaving and that's that, delusional goodbye speech and all.

I find it helpful to imagine circus music playing in the background of this discussion. Rogue has conspiracy theories, Gambit backs up Rogue, Scott is rendered speechless, and Magik tries to be the adult in the room. The only thing they achieve is a tentative alliance, something they probably had anyway. The best part is that none of this matters even a little bit. By the end they'll all be herded to where Chuck, ringleader of this circus, wants them.

Ilyana has multiple swords now, and Scott powers one up with optic blasts for THE RED SURFER! She could just teleport, but this is looks cooler. Why show tactics when you can go fucking cowabunga dudes! Lilandra is having a yarn to Chuck while giving him brain surgery, lol. It's standard curriculum for all Shi'Ar rulers. Gladiator could do this but he doesn't want to. She talks about her and Chuck feeling pain but it's overwhelmingly his 'children' that suffer. Obviously Yana is blown out of the sky, only to be caught by a demon Kaiju she summoned. Obviously.

Sage appears out of nowhere with John Wraith in tow, who has a robot Kaiju Sage borrowed from Storm. Yeah, Storm has Evangelion shit on her spaceship. Anyway, John speaks entirely in bible verse. They have a Kaiju fight, which wasn't on my Chuck Hunt bingo card, and Magik gets fucked up. SCARLET SCATTERSHOT! No onomatopoeia here - we're naming moves because it's just so 3P1C!!!1! Magik is explicitly said to be bleeding out but nobody takes it very seriously. She'll be fine.

Magik easily teleports Scott onto Mr and Mrs Avian's fleeing ship, so yes they could have done this at any time. In a Hallmark moment, Scott removes his visor with a single tear streaming down his face. That's how we know this is emotional. It's been ten minutes and the brain surgery is nearly done lol, but it's kinda irrelevant because Chuck sends his astral form to just talk to Scott.

Xavier says the most insane shit possible in his speculation as to why he's being pursued. 'I'm trying to bail on all my responsibilities after fucking you all over. Why are you chasing me?' Scott's muzzle is finally removed so he can tell this man how delusional he is. Xavier comes clean about his moronic schemes and then claims that he's sacrificed so much for others. Probably not the best argument for a child soldier whose life you controlled since he was 15. Who's spent his entire life bleeding for your dream, which you're giving up on. Chuck is actually mad that Scott doesn't get it, when he's kept everything a secret. What's more, Scott has zero reaction to this revelation. None. Chuck is leaving and there's no time to payoff even the meagre emotional stakes that were setup. Don't worry, they'll get shit on even further.

Obviously he's yeeted off the ship by an unnamed move. How can we tell what it is? My suggestion would be END OF ACT 2 BEAM! As Scott plummets to his death, the ringleader cracks the whip and X-Men come tumbling out of a clown car. Rogue catches him, in a completely unearned moment of solidarity. It's surprising, yes, in the same way a baby is surprised at peek-a-boo. There's no object permanence here as people just appear where they're needed for the next bombastic moment. Instead of being relieved, Scott feels that he's failed. That they'll be blamed for the mess Chuck left behind. It's a valid position, considering The O*N*E came for them over a lot less than this. He has a panic attack and starts shooting optic blasts everywhere. That's not how they work, but it doesn't matter. Just pretend everyone has a red nose on as the circus music intensifies.

Yep, that's definitely the most appropriate way to handle Scott's very real mental health issues. Stab the motherfucker. Only the homoeroticism of Logan gently penetrating his ex gives it any kind of grace. Circus music clashes with 'intimate violence in the rain' vibes but that's what Chuck Hunt is - disparate scenes that would be powerful with setup and context smashed together to elicit unearned emotional response.

I'm not even going to touch Logan's lengthy Super Saiyan speech. He says some dumb shit then stabs Scott in the gut. Rogue could have stopped this far more safely. The point is that Chuck is gone and they have to make their own way. Scott already knew that, in fact he knew it twenty years ago. Scott's dead and Xavier is in space.

Good news everyone! Scott is totally fine, despite the very lethal gut stabbing. Ilyana too. Xavier's tumor is fixed like the trifle it is and he's back already, having summoned an arbitrary group of mutants for an unearned goodbye. The guard that killed his family and the entire city of San Francisco? Fuck them, somebody else's problem. It takes some gall to make us jump through all these hoops and present dire problems (like Xandra) only to not pay them off at the end. In fact, they never mattered in the first place. Xandra is barely mentioned, just a McGuffin who's probably having her teeth pulled out with pliers.

We also learn that Xavier had some great soup here once. Nice!

Logan doesn't want to fight. Growth! He apologises for the trivial wound he gave Scott, who shrugs it off. I don't care what Brevoort says, this is flirting.

Xavier has the balls to say that mutants are choosing to fight each other, when that's clearly not true. It's also the reason he formed the X-Men - to beat down mutants who weren't behaving themselves. They were fighting because of you, buddy. For some reason nobody challenges this, nor his claim that he never wanted to be a general. Scott didn't either - you made him one. Shit, maybe we're still in Graymalkin and this is all a hallucination. It doesn't look anything like reality. I suppose it's a small price to pay for being rid of Chuck for a few years, but it's an audacious misrepresentation of X-Men history.

It's cost you? YOU? Motherfucker that is a terrible apology. 'Well, it's been tough for me, which I'm sorry for, and that's why I'm leaving. Good luck living in the mess I created. Catch you later when the MCU synergy comes.'

Emma kisses him on the cheek and tells him he deserves it. Why not? It's not like she hates him or anything. 🙄 Kids who have never met him or heard of him are crying but Scott has zero reaction. Nada. Contradicts everything we've been shown, even in this event. If that's what it takes to get rid of Chuck? Sure, see you later dude. Scott should start a school, you say? I know a great place for that, but it's been turned into a ghoulish prison due to someone's actions. Scott is at war with the USA - fortunately DOOM is building schools. Let's go with that. Maybe he's just exhausted with this man and his schemes within schemes. He should have known the chessmaster had a ruse going, one that gave him PTSD and fucked everything up.

There's so many things I could be mad about, but who has the energy? We jumped through flaming hoops to get here and ignored character moments that make any sense in favour of dizzying spectacle. As Gambit does cartwheels, the circus music plays Chuck out, and I choose to clap like a walrus. X-Manhunt wasn't very good - it wasn't trying to be good, but maybe the X-books can figure out a new Chuck-less thesis or identity. Imperial should be fun, and really we're just playing a familiar beat - Chuck bailing to space while the X-Men get on with their lives. Nice to see he's recovered quickly from brain surgery too. Good for him, and nice work Lilandra.

[rocknroll7575]

X-men au

Marvel rivals

Character interactions but this time other characters mentioning Jaune in there dialogues

Magneto: Ah, Logan, I'm looking for Jaune, have you seen him?

Logan: No, and why are you looking for him? Wanna try to kill him again?

Magneto: Heaven's no, I just want to hear more about my grandchildren

Logan: Yeah? Well, how about you ask Wanda, she's capable of handling you in case you decide to change your mind.

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Johnny: Hey, Ben, you think we might be able to find Jaune's world in this whole Multiversal Madness?

Thing: Don't know, Johnny, but maybe it's good for the kid,

Johnny: Yeah, I mean, he talks about Remnant a lot... but you think any of his female friends are single?

Thing: *Sigh* Really, Johnny?

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Wanda: I'm worried, Emma, I can't find Jaune anywhere

Emma: I'm sure wherever he is, he's alright

Wanda: Perhaps... I just don't want to lose him again

Emma: I know, but I promise you we won't, we'll find him, I'm sure.

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Hela: Ah, Thor, tell me... have you seen my dear knight around?

Thor: Begone Hela, I will not let you sink your claws into Jaune once again!

Hela: Aw, but he and I had so much fun~!

Thor: For you perhapes, but not for him...

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Logan: Wanda, how's Jaune holding up?

Wanda: He's holding up Logan, but he's been distant...

Logan: I don't blame him; I know how it feels to have your mind messed with

Wanda: I just wish he talked to me...

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Magneto: Does the version of me allow you to date a human?

Wanda: No, he's tried to kill Jaune every chance he got.

Magneto: Can you blame him? After all Human's have done to us, I do not blame him.

Wanda: And what about what we've done to innocent humans? you give them a reason to be scared of us... Jaune showed me that.

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Emma: What is your Jaune like? Is he as annoying as mine?

Logan: Heh, so I guess, you two always have beef in every universe, because mine always give you a headache.

Emma: Fantastic...

Logan: Don't be like that, despite how you act, you still like the guy

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Wanda: YOU! How dare you show yourself to me!

Hela: Come now Wanda, there's no need for hostilities, we're allies now, are we not?

Wanda: I will never be allies with you! Not after all you've done to my family!

Hela: Such a shame... but I guess once this is over, I'll just have to take your husband for myself again!

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Captain America: Arc's a good soldier and a good man

Logan: Yeah, reminds me of you, honestly

Captain America: Heh, Is that why you like him?

Logan: Pretty much, I mean, I don't like the kid because he's got a sense of humor

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Loki: I don't understand why you like that Knight so much, Brother

Thor: He's got a warrior's heart, brother! How can I not like him!

Loki: I suppose that should've been obvious to me

Thor: Yes, it should've! Ha!

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Emma: Jeff, why have you been spending so much time with Jaune?

Jeff: *Internal Thoughts* He's been feeding me extra streaks!

Emma: Has he now? Well than, I guess I'll have to talk to him

Jeff: *Internal Thoughts* Uh-oh...

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Peter: Whoa! Jaune and Hela did what!?

Johnny: Shhh! Be quiet man! I don't want Wanda to overhear us!

Peter: I get that, still... how did that happen? Is Jaune ok?

Johnny: Don't know... but it's caused Jaune to really blow everyone off, makes me worried.

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Thing: Any closer to getting Jaune home, Reed?

Reed: I've been trying, but finding a way to Remnant has been tricky, trying to find a single universe across the vast expanse of the Multiverse is harder then you'd think

Thing: Well if anyone can figure it out, it's you Reed

Reed: Thank you, Ben, I hope to give Jaune some closer

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Logan: Back off Hela, I don't want you stinking up the place

Hela: Oh, Logan, how I missed your gruff attitude, but you're not the person I'm looking for

Logan: Yeah, well, I ain't gonna let you take the kid again

Hela: You can try, but I always get what I want.

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Logan: You think Jaune's going to be alright, Ororo?

Storm: I have faith that Jaune will pull through, Logan, he has to

Logan: I hope so, the kids already been through enough as it is...

Storm: On that we can agree.

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Emma: Ugh, you'll never believe what Jaune said to me

Storm: *Chuckles* What was it this time?

Emma: He said that this dress doesn't suit me! Can you believe him?

Storm: Yes. yes I can.

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Logan: Wanda, you seen Jaune around? I've been meaning to ask him and the kids if they know what happened to my bike

Wanda: Your bike? What happened to it?

Logan: It's been vandalized... with crayon

Wanda: *Sigh* I'll go talk to them...

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Johnny: What do you say pete? You, Me, & Jaune, hitting the down and partying hard?

Peter: Johnny, I've got work, and Jaune's got three kids to watch

Johnny: Oh, right... man responsabilites suck

Peter: To you, maybe

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Magneto: Honestly, I don't know what Wanda see's in that boy!

Emma: I do, he's quite Handsome really

Magneto: Oh, then why don't you go after him?

Emma: If I had not met Scott, I might have...

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Luna: That Jaune guy's really cute, right?

Squirrel Girl: You don't have to tell me! Holy Nuts he's hot!

Luna: Totally! *Sigh* Do bad he's married though...

Squirrel Girl: Yeah, but there's always plenty of Squirrel's in the woods!

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Magik: Jaune's a strong warrior, I can see why my brother follows him into battle

Storm: Yes, Jaune's an amazing leader, he and Scott are the reason the X-Men work so well

Magik: Of that I have no doubt, perhaps I should train with Jaune more, see how he uses a blade

Storm: He's quite skilled, he might just actually be a challenge for you

[inkmemes]

x-men  (  2000  )  sentence  starters ↪  taken  from  the first x-man film.  alter  as  you  see  fit  ♡

“won't it kinda be cold?”

“well, that's the point, stupid.”

“and when are you gonna do this?”

“i don't know what happened.”

“i don't know... i just touched him.”

“call an ambulance!”

“just get away from me!”

“don't touch me!”

“thank you, [name]. it was quite educational.”

“the wrong person driving a car can be dangerous.”

“i didn't say they were hiding.”

“what are you doing here?”

“why do you ask questions to which you already know the answers?”

“don't give up on them, [name].”

“what would you have me do, [name]?”

i've heard these arguments before.”

“it was a long time ago.”

“are you sneaking around in here, [name]? whatever are you looking for?”

“i'm looking for hope.”

“don't get in my way.”

where are we?”

“are you gonna let this man walk away with your money?”

“i'll fight him!”

“don't hit him in the balls.”

“you said anything goes.”

“you idiot!”

“you want something new, honey?”

“i'll have a beer.”

“you owe me some money.”

“[name], let's not do this.”

“no man takes a beating like that without a mark to show for it.”

“come on, this isn't worth it.”

“i know what you are.”

“you lost your money. you keep this up, you lose something else.”

“what the hell are you doin'?”

“i'm sorry. i needed a ride.”

“i thought you might help me.”

“get out!”

“where am i supposed to go?”

“i saved your life!”

“you don't have anything to eat, do you?”

“suddenly my life isn't bad.”

“it looks cosy.”

“put your hands on the heater.”

“it's nothing personal.”

“so what kind of a name is [name]?”

“you should wear your seat belt.”

“you all right?”

“weren't you supposed to bring someone back with you?”

“what happened?”

“i have made the first move.”

“where are you going?”

“what's your hurry?”

“good morning, [name].”

“would you like some breakfast?”

“i don't need medical attention.”

“what's a magneto?”

“this is the stupidest thing i've ever heard.”

“you wanna get outta my way?”

“give me a chance.”

“i may be able to help you find some answers.”

“how do you know?”

“you're not the only one with gifts.”

“what is this place?”

“i'll make a deal with you.”

“no, i don't see a difference.”

“it's gonna be close.”

“the world will be watching.”

“where the hell are we?”

“i'm sorry.”

“so... couldn't wait to get my shirt off again, huh?”

“he could very well be older than you, [name].”

“i've never seen anything like this before.”

“it's such a strange phrase.”

“i think what you really are afraid of is me.”

“i think you'll be comfortable here.”

“where's your room?”

“so read my mind.”

“come on. you afraid you might like it?”

“what do you see?”

“you oughta be careful. i might not be there next time.”

“it was an accident.”

“what the hell have you done to me?”

“i had no choice.”

“i think it'll be easier on your own.”

“you don't like him.”

“how could you tell?”

“where is it?”

“we had a deal.”

“she's all right. she's just upset.”

“i'm sorry about last night.”

“you running again?”

“who told you that?”

“she was supposed to meet me for lunch.”

“you look around, i'll check with the ticket agent.”

“i think you should follow your instincts.”

“i can still feel him inside my head.”

“he seems to genuinely wanna help you.”

“what do you say?”

“come on, i'll take care of you.”

“you promise?”

“scream for me.”

“what the hell do you want with me?”

“whoever said i wanted you?”

“you'll have to kill me, [name].”

“care to press your luck, [name]?”

“goodbye, [name].”

“i made a terrible mistake.”

“i couldn't see what he was after ‘til it was too late.”

“[name], you can't do this alone.”

“who the hell do you think you are?”

“i want you to try and relax. i'm not going to hurt you.”

“please don't leave me! i don't want to be alone.”

“wait a minute. he's not coming with us, is he?”

“answer me. please.”

“are you going to kill me?”

“i'll understand if that comes as small consolation.”

“you actually go outside in these things?”

“sounds like a storm's comin'.”

“there's someone here.”

“there's someone here. i just can't see 'em.”

“do you know what happens to a toad when it's struck by lightning?”

“[name], is that you?”

“you're not part of the group.”

“i can't move.”

“i thought you lived at a school.”

“he's become even more powerful than i imagined.”

“are you sure you saw what you saw?”

“why do none of you understand what i'm trying to do?”

“you're so full of shit.”

“if you're really so righteous, it'd be you in that thing.”

“please! somebody please help me!”

“this is mine.”

“you owe me a scream.”

“you drop something?”

“i can't control it like that.”

“i'm taking it.”

“welcome back. i knew you'd find your way.”

“how did we do?”

“oh, that tickles.”

“how are you feeling?”

“that was a brave thing you did.”

“i think she's a little taken with you.”

“well, you can tell her my heart belongs to someone else.”

“are you going to say goodbye to them?”

“i was wrong in this particular issue and i hope, in time, i may be forgiven.”

“i kinda like it.”

“i don't want you to go.”

“what do you do when you wake up to that?”

“and i will always be there.”

[artbyblastweave]

i only learned recently from a friend's who much more comic literate than I that magneto's backstory as an Auschwitz survivor wasnt planned from the start, which surprised me since it seemed to me a really integral part of his character. anyway, twofold question: how common is it to see capes with backstories tied to very specific historical events, and, as time inevitably passes and real world survivors of those events pass, how do they justify having their characters still alive and kicking? (stay safe on your mountaintop friend)

Depending on how wide you cast the net, this is a pretty big list! There are a lot of comics who's characters cutting-edge ripped-from-the-headlines origin later became a very specific historical event, or at least Of A Specific Moment, in a way the writers had no reason to anticipate the franchise would run long enough to have happen. But to shed pedantry and hone in on some specific ones;

The big one, of course, is Captain America. Superficially Cap's contemporary origin comes with a baked-in means of him making it to the present day- he gets stuck in the ice and then gets unthawed. The fly in the ointment, though, is when he unthaws. When they first brought him back into rotation in 1964, his stint in the ice was only around 20 years; long enough for there to be a significant culture shock, but not long enough that his entire social circle was dead or even culturally sidelined. Nick Fury is still around and kicking ass as a zeitgeist-appropriate 60s superspy. But the further the sliding timeline hauls forward his implicit date of release, the more it changes the tone and tenor of the resulting story. Losing twenty years is different from losing fifty years (as was the case in The Ultimates, where he very explicitly comes back during the Bush years as part of the book's commentary on The War On Terror) and those will both be way different from when we inevitably hit the point where he's lost 100 years and he's the cultural equivalent of a Civil War Vet or something. There's strength to all of those stories but they're undeniably different.

Iron Man's origin was originally explicitly tied to the Vietnam war; he was captured by a detachment of "Red Guerillas" while consulting for the US military and the South Vietnamese government. Unfortunately U.S. foreign policy to this day has prevented this from ever becoming an unresolvable storytelling issue.

The Fantastic Four are a case where their origin was intimately tied to the space race; their untested, cutcorner spaceflight was expressly an attempt to show up the Russians. The extremely specific political context of their test flight is something that sort of gets brushed off; the Ultimate incarnation (written by Warren Ellis) threaded this needle deftly by having the accident be a dimensional expedition instead, circa the early 2000s. I'm not actually sure how the urgency of their test flight is currently contextualized in 616 continuity. Anyone got their finger on that pulse?

The Punisher was also originally a Vietnam vet- but through the jaded cynical lens of the 1980s rather than the straightforwardly peppy and jingoistic lens that defined Iron Man's debut in the 60s. Current continuities I believe have mostly bitten the bullet and updated his origin to the invasion of Afghanistan. However, an interesting decision in the Garth Ennis-spearheaded Punisher MAX continuity of the early 2000s- where Punisher is literally the only costumed vigilante- is that they bit the bullet and posited a version of Frank Castle who really has been killing criminals nonstop since shortly after his return from Vietnam in the 70s, a man well into his 60s who's survivability and efficacy at killing are edging up against the boundaries of magical realism.

Hulk I feel sort of deserves a mention here- he's in a sort of twilight zone on this issue, as there was, uh, a pretty goddamn specific political context in which the Army was having him make them a new kind of bomb, but you can haul that forward in the timeline without complete destruction of suspension of disbelief. Pretty soon it'll be downright topical again.

To circle back around to The X-Men, Claremont introduced a lot of historical specificity with the ANAD lineup. Off the top of my head, Colossus was explicitly a USSR partisan (updated to a gangster forced into crime to survive in the mismanaged chaos of the USSR's collapse in the Ultimate Universe) and Storm was orphaned by a French bombing during the Suez War. More to the point, the timing was such that Magneto, in his upper-middle age, had a pretty strongly defined timeline vis a vis his ideological development vs Xavier; child during the holocaust, Nazi hunter who eventually rifts with Xavier during the mid-to-late 60s, and then the two of them spend their years marshalling their respective resources before coming to blows during the quote-unquote "Age of Heroes," whatever the timeline looked like for that in the 80s. And it was a timeline that held together pretty damn well in the 80s, but it's gotten increasingly awkward as time's gone on. The Fox films completely gave up on having it make sense, near as I can tell. In the comics they've had all sorts of de-aging chicanery occur that very pointedly ignores what an odd timeline that implies for everyone else in the X-books besides Magneto. The Cullen Bunn Magneto standalone from 2014-15 I remember actually leaned into playing up the idea that he's just old as shit and dependent on so many superscience treatments to remain functional that he's basically pickled, which was a take I liked; the comic ended when he died of exertion trying to stop two planets from crashing into each other, right before a brand-wide universal reset. When the MCU was at it's peak and people were wargaming how to integrate the X-Men (lol) you occasionally saw people float "fixes" for the issue, such as making Magneto a survivor of the Bosnian Genocide, or making him black and a survivor of the Rwandan genocide; I remember that this consistently drew a lot of ire from people who (reasonably) thought that his Judaism and connection to the holocaust were deeply important to his character, continuity be damned. But yeah, he's a character dogged by specificity in a way only Cap even slightly approaches. If this is a tractable problem I'm not going to be the one to tract it.

Interestingly, I'm genuinely having a lot of trouble coming up with stuff that's analogous to this at DC comics- almost universally the core roster updates into any given time period much more smoothly. Furthermore, DC stuff has always been much more willing to eschew Marvel's World-Outside-Your-Window philosophy in favor of deliberately obfuscating the time period via the Dark-Deco aesthetic of BTAS's Gotham or the retrofuturism of STAS's Metropolis.

The closest you get to this kind of friction is The Justice Society, who, pre-crisis, were siloed off in a universe where superheroes had existed since the 40s and there was no comic book time, so they were all in their upper-middle-age to old age now, with their kids and grandkids as legacy capes. Post crisis they were (and are) kind of an awkward fit in DC continuity; in the scant few JSA comics from the 90s and early oughts that I read, surviving members of the WW2-era lineup like Alan Scott and Jay Garrick were absolutely written as dependent on their metahuman physiques to have endured up to the present day. I think they're still doing stuff with those guys. I don't know how. I do understand the impulse, though. I also never throw anything out.