#adamantiumfcrged

[losinmortalesperdidos]

“what makes me so special?” logan & jose

" 'ave you seen yourself?" José smiled looking his companion over, "I don't choose randomly, even if I'm very 'ungry." The actually surprising thing was that the other agreed to join him so easily. Of course, his power of suggestion was part of the reason (Logan was a mutant human, but still human), but there was something else. The desire to test fate? Fatalism? Love of risk? "May I return the question?" The soft lisp in the middle of the last word made his accent even more audible, "What makes me so spesial?"

[rubiesintherough]

❝ looks worse than it was. ❞ logan & mahia (he lies)

@adamantiumfcrged​ // scar prompts 

Lowered gaze flickers away from his scars, almost ashamed she’s been caught staring. But, his dismissal brings a slow, sad smile shifting briefly across the healer’s lips, fading back to a thin line, an expression of worried empathy, just as quickly.       “ I have seen scars like that on my own skin. And I know that what causes scars like that is, well... that is rarely the case.   ------- I am sorry. “  

[fallencrowns]

@adamantiumfcrged​ asked:  “I don’t think a band aid is gonna fix this…”

❝  Yeah?  ❞  Ava breathed out, hand held tight to the gash along her side,  ❝  No shit.  ❞  Fucking humans and their cheap shots, a knife from behind SLICING into her flesh at a protest and then someone had decided to use their damn picket sign as a weapon and bashed her head. Ava hadn’t even begun to get HEATED UP yet. Using words first but these people didn’t listen to words. She should have known better. A pain groan escaped her lips, breathing rapid as adrenaline pumped through her body and eyes focused on the sky above as a poor distraction. Yeah, like a sky could distract her from the BLOOD seeping through her fingers and down her forehead where she had been struck.  ❝  I should’ve—— should’ve lit those arseholes on FIRE for this shit.  ❞  Next time, she wouldn’t even give them a CHANCE to hit first.

[intcthatgoodnight-a2]

@redroomfcrged / @adamantiumfcrged : SENT ME 🗣️ FOR INCORRECT QUOTES OF YOUR MUSE AND MINE

[defyxoblivionmoved]

@adamantiumfcrged​

“Dad I don’t have time for this old man shit, I’m supposed to meet a- a friend at the club.“ It’s a hook up, they both know it, and Logan is trying to give him the safety talk. It’s not being well received. 

[lastxdragon]

send my muse “I think I’m falling in love with you.” to see their reaction !

╣❦╠ ƈօռզʊɛʀɨռɢ ֆȶօʀʍ ❧

Perhaps it hadn’t been the best idea to invite Victor up to her penthouse for the weekend, but Daenerys had done it anyway. She told herself that it was just a release of tension after leaving the institute three weeks earlier and that wasn’t entirely incorrect, but it wasn’t the full picture. A week ago, Dany had found a manilla envelope on her desk. Inside it had been photographs clearly linking her cousin Robert with the two men responsible for the sabotage of her family jet leaving her an orphan. Bloody claw marks on the last photo told her Victor had sent it. All from just a brief moment of pillow talk nearly a month earlier.

Daenerys had learned at the institute that being ‘involved’ with Victor was a little like having a tomcat. The occasional bloody mess was just part and parcel. Now, trying to catch her breath after the seventh orgasm, Daenerys' amethyst gaze widened as she turned her head to look at Victor. “You might not be alone there,” she admitted softly, reaching out to stroke his beard. Dany sighed. “It’s not a good idea. You’ll get bored of me soon enough.”

[perfectdespair]

RANDOM SENTENCE STARTERS | ACCEPTING @adamantiumfcrged​ asked: “It’s your fault we’re in this mess.”

He was right but that didn’t mean that Darla appreciated having it pointed out.

Together they moved fluidly, as though participating in a well-rehearsed ballet. In actuality they were fighting off a group of vampires, all clad in full ninja garb. Darla herself twirled effortlessly in a kimono, bringing a sharpened katana to the neck of each opponent in succession, decapitating until she was surrounded by piles of dust.

“How was I supposed to know this was claimed territory?” She asked as she grappled with another opponent. “Besides-” her back pressed against the wall as she was momentarily pinned in place before kneeing her attacker in the groin. “You can’t tell me you’re not enjoying the action.”

[chingonaclawsarchive]

@adamantiumfcrged​. 

          “OK hijo de puta WHY are you followi-- Whilst halting in her tracks, she also stutters over her words, practically snapping her teeth right down upon her tongue. There's a gasp and another sharp beat before she flinches, catching herself as the soft but extremely surprised "DAD?” flutters from her lips. It feels as though the wind has been knocked straight out of her lungs.

[jundlcndwastes-moved]

               ❝ Shit, we’ve been busted. ❞  With a mischievous smile about her lips all of the sudden, Anna looked to Logan with a look that read she was about to say something that was going to sound lame to him, but funny to her.  ❝ I’ve always wanted to say this, but claws out, Logan. ❞

@adamantiumfcrged​ ♥’d for a starter !

[firstlycan-a]

                 ❝     those     are     big     claws...     almost     as     big     as     mine     but     surely     those     are     quite     out     of     the     ordinary.     I     must     admit     that     i     am     intrigued     to     know     your     story.     ❞

@adamantiumfcrged​

[seesgood]

pain had been a part of her life for as long as she could remember. doctors couldn’t diagnose it, or treat it. medicine didn’t help. physical therapy, therapy therapy, none of it helped. it was sharp, and heavy, and dull all at once. and it had ruined everything. she couldn’t cheer because there were days she’d wake up feeling like her body had just gotten beat to a pulp and any movement was agony. she couldn’t date guys regularly because, well, she’d have to explain the scars. and she couldn’t explain the scars. because people didn’t just buy ‘i woke up one day and it was there, not sure why.’ people thought she was a freak, or a liar, or a drug addict. and if it weren’t for her stubborn need to prove everyone wrong, she probably would have washed up ages ago. but she didn’t. she’d fought through it. she’d gotten through college, gotten a job she was actually good at. lived in a city she loved. it became her new normal, until it didn’t.

the pieces had been slow to put together. she’d studied his files at S.H.I.E.L.D. enough times to know where the adamantium was. enough to have a vivid history of known injuries. it had been a theory, a tug in the back of her head until she’d seen it. from across the bar some guy decking him across the face and then the sharp sting to her jaw as she felt it. the only difference was, he got up. he fought on. he healed. she didn’t. after that it had been a series of tests. blood tests, pain tests, neurological examinations. the doctors at S.H.I.E.L.D. didn’t have an answer and neither did he. it didn’t make sense. but they did assure him that, if he kept on like he was, it wasn’t just his life he was risking. and she hated it. despised it. it made her weak, and she made him weak. and he was one of the people who could actually do good in the world and she was...holding him back. which made her do stupid, ridiculous, naive, things like...bribing him. being overly nice. bringing him coffee. lecturing him about his smoking and drinking habits. ( she liked having an intact liver, thank you very much. ) 

slipping into the stool next to him, caroline folded her arms at the top of the bar, looking around for a moment before she settled her gaze on him. like they regularly did, her eye slid down to his hands, the space between his knuckles. the spot where she had scars that never seemed to fully heal. where the pain was sharpest. most constant.  ❝ does it hurt? ❞  for him, she meant. nodding down at his hands in case he wasn’t sure what she was referring to.  ❝ or do you just...get used to it? ❞          /          @adamantiumfcrged​   +   plotted things ! 

[deathfound-a]

DEATHLESS SENTENCE PROMPTS // accepting

@adamantiumfcrged​:   ❛ He’ll burn you down like wax if you let him. ❜ (maybe about victor if you wanna do a crossover w/ them being in the same verse idk)

          She couldn't stop the smile that twitched at the corners of her lips - bitter and sardonic. Cassie knew he was right. Whatever was happening between her and Victor was unhealthy, toxic like a poison. It could only end badly - but then, it had started bad.  "I burned a long time ago. Not sure there's any of me left to worry about."  Cassie wondered if it was concern, or just a simple warning, from him - either way she appreciated it. Though she probably didn’t deserve it.

[rubiesintherough]

(( @adamantiumfcrged​ <3′d for a starter : melody ))

      “ Oh my god, no... You don’t just do things for people, no matter how good you think they are, or how deserving they are.  ‘Cause they’re not. ”

[fallencrowns]

@adamantiumfcrged​ asked:  ❛ everyone has a part of themselves they hide, even from those they love most. ❜

 Ororo couldn’t say that it was a LIE, there were certainly parts she herself hid. Despite the calm exterior of the woman and a kindness that knew few bounds, there was (ironically) a storm just below the surface and she could rain HELL on those that opposed her or her friends. That wasn’t a side she liked to show, especially around the children they taught. Many of them had seen enough WRATH in their short lives to even witness her own.  ❝  You’re right in some ways,  ❞  she admitted. Despite what others might think of her being a forever optimist, Ororo would describe herself as more of a REALIST that only hoped to see the best in others.  ❝  But I do believe that one day you will find a person you can share all of that with, every part of yourself. I did not shy away from my husband when we were married and it never destroyed us.  ❞  

[chokethelight]

@adamantiumfcrged   asked:  “What the hell did you just say?“ - Dylan Brock 

  “I said you’re nothing more than a menace!” Okay, maybe Dylan shouldn’t have cussed out Logan, but that didn’t mean that he didn’t enjoy it. Actually, it felt quite liberating… even if he knew the moment his Dad found out about it that he’d be in trouble ( once again ). “Could you not understand that? Do I need to spell it out for you in a way a mutant can understand?”

[monstcrmade]

@adamantiumfcrged

Jezebel couldn’t help but stare as the man’s skin neatly stitched itself back together. It wasn’t unusual to see such a thing but this was different. Not many had the ability to self-heal and it surprised her but her surprise was quickly erased by a cheeky smile. “Guess you don’t need my help then, huh? Seems you could one man army your way out of any situation what with the healing and the claws.” Said claws were the sharpest things that Jezebel had ever seen. “What did you do to piss those guys off so badly anyway?”