#magnetician

[x-avier]

@magnetician​ continued from x.

Messy haired, blearily, scarcely using sight to guide him, Charles wearily shuffles to where Erik is seated, the heels of his striped pajamas dragging the floor. “Mm? Yes. Well. Partly.” He curves his hands over the backing. “I’ve a headache.”

Charles cocks the thumping, pressurized weight still somehow supported by his neck and peers over the top of Erik’s to the book he holds. He blinks an eye, then both, focusing the pages. “We have a full day of training ahead. What’re you doing?”

[inmutantarchived]

@magnetician​ continuing from here X

“Of course not grandpa, wouldn’t dream of it.” Luna brightly smiles at him, before shrugging. “I’ve always wanted to learn and thought you would be able to teach me, is all.”

[groovyxgenes]

" something is clearly bothering you. " (magnetician)

RANDOM DRAMATIC PROMPTS.

@magnetician

Erik is nothing if not perceptive. Charles’ brow furrows, and he glances away from his friend. There’s no hiding his displeasure. 

          “It’s just... I was saving that last piece of pie for myself, Erik.” 

[strangcrdoctor]

"Be on your guard?” 

Well, thanks for that terrifying edification of my already paranoiac tendencies. I really needed that on an abstract Wednesday evening, just to remind me of the fact that I’m not as psychotically vigilant as usual.

He tried to resist at first, of course. Because the plebeian route of asking what the hell that even meant just seemed too simple - too non-mutant - for the confidences he was being given in the statement alone. On the other hand, any meeting with Erik that took place in the Sanctum warranted an extra heaping helping of paranoia and more than a little humility given the fact he was still technically a human bey default. He didn’t have any provable genetic providence for his gift with magic, even if Xavier had expressed some vague doubts as to the exact categorization that “magic users” fell under. As had the UN, but at least that was for the time being a blessing where Xavier’s indecisiveness seemed a curse in its own right. Especially when it came to discerning whether a question would irritate Magneto’s justified jaundice toward humans or if it would warrant at least some manner of helpful respones.

He did at least, however, settle on asking at least a more tactful question in order to get the answers he was looking for. “What’s going on, Erik?” he asked in a more personal lieu of the typical “what’s the matter?” question. Humanity was the matter with Erik, that much he knew. But warnings like these seldom appeared from the other man without specific predicators.

“If there’s something that warrants me being warned about, I would appreciate knowing it in full. Because chances are if its going to be affecting me, it’s going to affect a hell of a lot of others in the New York area.” The added “and if they can’t rely on me then what am I here for” seemed unnecessary to unload onto the other man, but Stephen felt the severity of the question all the same. He wasn’t just in place to service humans - he was there to service humans, mutants, multi-dimensional beings, ghosts, and even cryptids if that was what was required. Failing one of them, therefore, meant failing all of them, and that simply wasn’t acceptable in his book.

( @magnetician )

[phcenixgirl]

ℨ and ♬

ℨ: If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?

Ummmmm money no object? I’d go to Italy. Or Scotland. 

♬: Cats or dogs?

Dogs!! DOGS!!! ALL THE TIME DOGS!!!

[thecorteztwins]

magnetician replied to your post “Anne Marie and Fabian are the AU children of Jean Grey and Magneto”

first of all, how dare you

Oh, you’re right---this would imply incest with his pet boy

[littleninalehnsherr]

@magnetician

Nina had been searching all over Europe in an attempt to find her father. All leads had been cold until she saw him on the TV. America… He was in America. The second she learned where he was, she booked a flight to America faster than she thought possible.

After a few weeks and a bunch of phone calls, she managed to pinpoint his location specifically to Xavier’s School For Gifted Youngsters. Nina couldn’t help but smile at the thought of her father entertaining children with his abilities like he did with her when she was young.

When she arrived at the Mansion and explained who she was, the big man himself Charles Xavier was more than happy to reunite them. They slowly roamed the halls as he gave her a bit of a tour before she spotted Erik.

He was standing there with his hands in his pockets, looking out a window. Nina froze completely. She hadn’t seen her father in years and she was terrified he wouldn’t remember her.

“Erik!” Charles shouted, getting his attention, “I have someone I think you’d like to meet.” He said and Nina swallowed dryly.

“Papa….” Her voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke.

[blindlygifted-blog]

Ⓐ

Send me Ⓐ and my muse will rate yours || OPEN

ATTRACTIVENESS:

    repulsive ― hideous ― ugly ― not attractive ― unappealing ― not unattractive ― meh ― no preference ― ok ― mildly attractive ― nice looking ― cute ― adorable ― attractive ― pleasant on the eyes ― good looking ― hot ― sexy ― beautiful ― gorgeous ― hot damn ― would tap that ― perfect ― godlike ― holy fuck there are no words ― BLIND AS FUCK

PERSONALITY:

    grating ― irritating ― frustrating ― boring ― confusing at best ― awkward ― unreasonable ― psychotic ― disturbing ― interesting ― engaging ― affectionate ― aggressive ― ambitious ― anxious ― artistic ― bad tempered ― bossy ― charismatic ― appealing ― unappealing ― creative ― courageous ― dependable ― unreliable ― unpredictable ― predictable ― devious ― dim ― extroverted ― introverted ― egotistical ― gregarious ― fabulous ― impulsive ― intelligent ― sympathetic ― talkative ― up beat ― peaceful ― calming ― badass ― flexible

HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM.

    not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending ― fuck no! ― never ― no way ― not likely ― not sure ― indifferent ― i’m asexual ― maybe ― probably ― it depends ― fairly likely ― likely ― yeah sure ― yes ― would tap that ― hell yes ― fuck yes! ― wishing that could happen right now ― as many times as possible ― we are already having sex

LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:

    never in a million years ― worst of enemies ― enemies ― rivals ― indifferent ― neutral ― acquaintance ― friendly toward each other ― casual friends ― friends ― good friends ― best friends ― fuck buddies ― bosom buddies ― practically the same person ― would die for them ― true friends ― my only friend

FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:

    i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:

    i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

HOW GOOD OF A KISSER:

    worst kisser ever ― terrible ― bad ― awkward ― just okay ― alright ― pretty good ― good ― makes me moan ― excellent ― exciting ― oh god they’re good ― i dream about it ― fucking amazing ― absolute perfection ― we haven’t kissed

[x-avier]

@magnetician​ asked ( from x ): ❝ I’m going to need you to not ask questions. ❞

Charles looks to him seriously, his expression shifting slowly as all the possible meanings behind his saying this transform it from imploring to quite possibly pleading. “I’m going to presume you know me better than to expect that I would need to do so.” He allows a few beats of silence to settle between them as if giving the man a chance to expound before he has to ask, “Erik, what did you do?”

[movedtoblackthumbed]

@magnetician

      Even the safety she felt in the shadow of Joan of Arc’s statue didn’t make her oblivious. Clarke had been in the square for an hour now, and playing nearly all that time, segueing from song to song with skill. 

      Yet in the last twenty minutes, she’d noticed one patron wasn’t moving on.She didn’t look -- sometimes playing dumb was the smart thing -- but she was very aware of being watched.  

      Unfortunately, that distraction was enough to send her luck arse over tea kettle. As usual. An entirely different stranger darted out of the crowd, and snatched her violin case, scattering coins everywhere. 

      “Hey!” The music cut off with a jagged note. But before Clarke could follow, the thief had already vanished into the chaos provided by a ‘walk’ signal at the crosswalk. 

      Clarke stood still for several seconds, hands clenched in a fist, lips gone white. Every part of her wanted to scream. But instead, she took a breath, pulled off her hat, and gathered the scattered coins left behind.

      She couldn’t afford to take home nothing. 

      Breathe, breathe, breathe.

      The music started up again. 

[brooklynislandgirl]

⭐️

Stars for HC meme|Accepting

When he speaks, there are stars in her eyes.When he fights, they dim until he returns.

Some people have told Erik that there’s something beatific about the way she believes in him. Like he’s the second-coming, like she’s in love with him, like he’s the mystery of the universe revealed.

It’s not entirely true and it’s not entirely false, either. 

She believes in his vision of a time and place where they no longer hide, no longer fear. She believes in him, able to lead them there. But mostly she trusts him because he’s never lied to her or promised her things that he couldn’t deliver. He’s listened to her thoughts and admitted when her counsel cooled his temper. He’s allowed her to heal his wounds and he’s never shied away from her because she was different. He’s never called her the M word in malice.

Beth is under no illusion that he might be the greatest of their kind, that he’s a saviour. But she respects the man for trying, and she respects that he keeps doing so without glory and without praise, simply because it’s the right thing to do.

She’ll keep on believing as long as he lets her.

[theirvoices-moved-blog]

@magnetician

The rising of mutants to power had been a long, bloody battle... and now, Xavier’s name would forever be branded in history. Not only as one of it’s major players, but also as one of the many warlords who came to true power. He owned the entirely of the East Coast in America, and most of England, as well. He was in the process of growing it...

... when some sniveling little level 3 mutant made a grab for power. Charles had the mutant brought to him, and chains were not even needed... though Erik did insist on them.

“Tell me, my friend...” Charles spoke calmly, looking the other directly in his red eyes. “What makes you think a powerless earthworm like yourself has any right to make a claim to my territories?”

The mutant was trembling, and Charles merely smiled. “I-I... my mother owned half the property in Maine before the rebellion, we-” The mutant gasped, before falling to his knees screaming and clutching his head. “Stop, stop!! PLEASE!! Oh god, please!!” Charles watched with mild amusement, two fingers lazily set on his temple.

[voicesiinhishead-archive]

I, N, X, Y

BRUTAL HONESTY HOUR

I - The last time I felt jealous, and why.Charles spotted Erik working with Raven the other day, and there was just something about the way he spoke to her that rubbed Charles the wrong way. He’d refuse to admit it’s jealousy, though.

N - Favourite animal?Dolphins. They’re incredibly clever creatures, endlessly interesting, and there is so much left that we still don’t know about how they communicate, their family groups, everything.

X - 3 turn ons

 Being tied down/chained up/inability to move.

Hair pulling

Arousing his partner. (This one requires more explanation: Charles has the ability to manipulate the mind to the point where he can bring his partner to orgasm with his powers alone. He loves bring Erik (@unsere-befreiung) to his knees this way, but it took a long time and requires a lot of trust so it’s not something he does often.)

Y - 3 turns offs

Pain, such as knife play, choking, etc.

Humiliation

Gross bodily function stuff during sex like spitting, peeing, etc

[highfunctioningflailgirl]

[ID: eBook “Die Romanfabrik von Paris” by Dirk Husemann, opened on an iPad /end ID]

Favorite books of 2021

#10

Be still, my Musketeer-loving heart! Alexandre Dumas, creator of The Three Musketeers, as a character in a fun, fast-paced adventure story? With lots of biographical context and the charming, entertaining feel of a 19th century serialized novel? COUNT ME IN! ⚔️

I had so much fun with “Die Romanfabrik von Paris” by Dirk Husemann (sadly, only available in German so far). It’s about a financially and socially ruined German countess and widow (who is also wheelchair-bound) who goes to Paris to earn her living as a teacher for the kids of a wealthy family. On a side-mission, Anna also plans to put an end to the scandalous serialized novels that Alexandre Dumas is putting out at the time (it’s the year 1851, mes amis).

Dumas himself has just squandered his last sous building pompous Chateau Monte Cristo, and, in dire need of money, is chasing down a mysterious Egyptian amulet he was once given by his father but which is now in the hands of a very ominous charlatan and ‘magnetician’ - the same person Anna has some serious beef with. (And yes, I am ending this sentence on a preposition; deal with it.)

What ensues is a page-turning romp easily devoured over the course of a weekend. I would have loved this book even more if the language had been a bit more Dumasian, more eloquent, more mellifluous. But while the author, Dirk Husemann, conveys all the drama, his style is a bit simplistic, his sentences are too short, his expressions a bit too pedestrian.

Also, it takes a while to warm up to Anna, the main protagonist. She’s grating and bitchy at first, and not acting very logically for someone so educated. Only later do we warm up to her as she teams up and is slowly won over by Dumas’ enthusiasm and panache. (Could’ve told you so, girl. No need to make it so hard.)

All in all, an easy read with flawed character execution, but still a lot of fun for everyone with a taste for historical adventure stories, and in particular for Dumas fangirls like me.

(And yes, of course our Musketeer boys get honorary mentions in the book!)

[blindlygifted-blog]

Aesthetic: Of Mind & Metal

[x-avier]

Charles, in reference to falling asleep: Goodness, I will not last.

Erik, in reference to LOSING HIM FOREVER SOME WAY OR ANOTHER. THE SAME WAY HE’S LOST SO MANY GOOD THINGS IN HIS LIFE: That’s what I’m afraid of