#mutantxpower

[hoodedmenace]

@hoodedmenace

He’s accustomed to the fear his presence triggers. After all it’s by design. Carefully cultivated to ensure he’s never the one who is caught off guard; never the one hitting back but hitting first. If human society is inclined to see his kind as threatening, then so be it. He’ll be the biggest threat they’ve ever met.

Still, Jason’s recovery is impressive. It’s like he’s almost confident he can match Erik in a fight.  

He glances around the room. There’s wealth on display here tonight. Flashes of gold and silver around delicate wrists, neatly tailored suits, and shoes that cost more than most Gothamites’ rent.

And then there’s Jason. The coiffed hair and cuff links don’t fool him nor do they hide knuckles still bruised from his last fight. “I thought all your friends were in low places.”

   “They still are,” Jason purrs, giving his glass a swirl before taking a sip and throwing a cursory glance around the room. His gaze hooks, catches on something, someone, for the briefest of moments, and then comes back to rest on Erik. His shoulders relax, falling back, and his chin comes up with a smile. “Some would consider this a low place. Depends on your perspective, and who you consider to be your friends. I don’t get into the habit of making many.”

   He turns, angles himself slightly towards the innards of the casino, and gestures with his free hand towards the massive central bar that’s buzzing with guests. “May I offer you a drink? You don’t seem the type for our... entertainment.” / @mutantxpower

[shellheadtmark2]

@mutantxpower "killing the monsters is the easy bit. it's finding them that's the hard part."

          “Killing’s not what we do.  Even with the monsters, Magnets.”  Who hasn’t tried for a little levity in the form of an ill-timed and ill-advised joke when they’re a little uneasy?  It’s practically in the Avengers handbook at this point.  “And this is an us problem.”  

He gestures between them.

“Not a mutant problem.  Not an Avengers problem.  A whole world problem.  Whatever issues we’ve all got otherwise, we do this all together, or we don’t do it all.”  He touches down, gently, to the ground, cutting power to his boots.  “Steve wanted to be here but he’s tied up with a mess in Madripoor.  But the upside is, I have a lead on your monsters, because it turns out we’ve been looking under the same bed.  I think I know what closet they crawled out of.”

shitty horoscopes | accepting

[hoodedmenace]

mutantxpower​:

So the MGH import business is out of the bag. Someone was going to notice one of these days. If Jason’s the first to discover the connection, then that’s probably the best outcome he could have hoped for. It will at least give them time to prepare for a crackdown.

But what’s this about biting off more than they can chew? Distribution was carefully controlled. Keep supplies low, prices high, and public dust-ups to a minimum. If the operation in Metropolis is circulating more supply in the city than they should, then that’s a problem in exactly the place he doesn’t want one. To put it simply, if you’re fighting Superman, you’re never going to come out looking like the good guy.

Add that to the long list of iniquities.

“Daken. If it’s one of his lieutenants stepping out of line, let him handle it. If it goes all the way up to him, get a message back to me. Unless you want to fight him.” He’s assuming he doesn’t. He might have a screw loose if he does.

   Jason Todd just fucking laughs on the other line. “Wait, I’m sorry, let me get this straight—or not straight. You know about this? Oh. Oh fuck no. I’m not going to you about this. Clearly that was my first mistake. I bust drug rings. I don’t call up the manager and ask them to please, could you just quiet your shit down for a little bit?” A heavy, introspective sigh.

   Yeah, he’s in the fucking shitter now.

   “My guy? We’re fucking done. You know the name Oracle? You come after me, I’ll make sure they make such a shit show out of your operation that you’ll have to find a way to bring me back to life just so you can kill me again. We’ll get to find out if I can get juiced a second time. It’ll be fun for me, horrendous for you. Goodbye.”

[epiicenter]

@mutantxpower

   She’s all for hunting down terrorists, but this is just — unnecessary.

   “Lehnsherr, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were following me.” Glass and metal crunches under her boots as she steps into what used to be a security room, the row of screens on the wall cracked and wires poking out of the control board beneath.

   “For the last time, I’m not joining your little club.”

[wingedhimbo]

BASICS.

FULL NAME. Warren Kenneth Worthington III  NICKNAME.  Angel, if you’re nasty, Archangel, Death, Richie Rich, Daddy Warbucks, Third, Feathers, Cupid, Pigeon. GENDER.  Trans man HEIGHT.  5′5″ AGE.  29 ( and has been for the past 4 years... ) ZODIAC.  Aquarius SPOKEN LANGUAGES.  English, French, German, Latin

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS.

HAIR COLOR.  Blonde EYE COLOR.  Baby Blue SKIN TONE.  Porcelain BODY TYPE.  Adonis / Greek Statue esque VOICE.  Warm and charming with a gentle west virginia drawl  DOMINANT HAND.  Right POSTURE.  Proper.  Used to have a very pronounced slouch when he was hiding his wings SCARS.  Nothing a little plastic surgery can fix TATTOOS. No BIRTHMARKS.  A couple very cute freckles and beauty marks MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE(S). Them big ol’ wings and his beautiful face.

ADULT LIFE.

OCCUPATION.  X-Men, Activist, CEO, Model and Celebrity CURRENT RESIDENCE.  New York City CLOSE FRIENDS.  Jean Grey, Bobby Drake, Scott Summers, Hank McCoy, Betsy Braddok, Candy Southern, Cameron Hodge RELATIONSHIP STATUS.  Single FINANCIAL STATUS.  Comicbook Billionaire TM DRIVER’S LICENSE.  No CRIMINAL RECORD. No VICES. Vanity / Narcissism, Pride, Lust and Wrath

SEX AND ROMANCE.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION.  Doesn’t like labels but has a strong preference for other men. PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE.  submissive | dominant | switch PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE.  submissive | dominant | switch LIBIDO.  Very High, especially when Manic. TURN ONS.  not going to lie he has a thing for rougher / more masculine men and he has fun teasing grumpy / up tight people. TURN OFFS.  People he deems “boring”, spoil sports, overly serious people,  and ignoring him. LOVE LANGUAGE.  One of the only ways warren really knows how to express affection is by giving gifts.  He loves spoiling romantic partners with expensive gifts and dates as well as his friends.  Because his parents were often absent the only way they really showed him affection was spending money on him and sending him nice things. RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES.  Warren doesn’t always make smart romantic decisions and has a thing for uh, questionable people sometimes and so mostly he just has a lot of hook ups and casual sex.

MISC.

CHARACTER’S THEME SONG.  Gay Messiah by Rufus Wainwright HOBBIES TO PASS TIME.  Reading and watching TV,  but he also is such an extrovert he would prefer to go out. LEFT OR RIGHT BRAINED.  Left brained PHOBIAS.  Not so much a phobia but he hates spiders SELF CONFIDENCE LEVEL.  The man knowingly picked Angel as his hero name,  so it’s safe to say he’s pretty confident.  VULNERABILITIES.  People he thinks are hot...

TAGGED BY:  Stole it from @mutantxpower

TAGGING:  whomst ever else wants to

[humblystark]

where’s anna?

humblystark is my main blog, but you can also often find me loving my trash son matt murdock over on mxttmurdock.

less active are my magneto fan blog, mutantxpower, and superman fan blog, kryptoncropcircles

[stumblinghope]

@mutantxpower

“Imagine standing in a train station. A very busy one. People passing you by in every direction. Babies crying. Children screeching. Men laughing.” He rolls the glass of brandy between his palms. 

“And imagine closing your eyes and looking for one voice. A familiar voice. But no matter how you struggle, it isn’t there.”

A long, meandering metaphor is easier than the truth. 

I needed to hate you. And if I could reach you here, it would be impossible.

[humangeneticmutation]

#c'mere charles #i have serous whinging to do

    Oh?

[toiveikkain]

mutantxpower replied to your post

Kinky

I’ll show you how bloody kinky I can be, Erik Lehnsherr, come here let me suffocate you you insufferable prat--

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[hoodedmenace]

mutantxpower said: ‘ i never argue. i just explain why i’m right. ’ / twitter memes.

   “You are the most fucking infuriating, arrogant man I’ve ever had the displeasure of working with, and if you don’t kill me and put me out of my misery, your fucking personality will.” That’s a lot coming from Jason, considering Jason is... himself. It’s rare that he finds his match in the hotheaded asshole department, but never in a million years did he think it’d be from fucking Magneto. He’d been waiting to wake up on a metal pike since the day they met, so maybe his usefulness proved something. Or maybe Erik just liked self-flagellation in the shape of an ex-Robin.

   “Who would put a drug hide-out there, huh? Can you explain that to me, O Wise Metalbending Mutant, who like me, has never run a drug ring in his entire life?”

[chessandmagnets]

chicago is so wonderful!! underrated as a city by a lot of people in the us. ....but yeah those winters ARE a bitch. but the summers beautiful

Ohhh I know! I’ve had the good fortune to go to Chicago twice; once in early autumn and once in winter, and I fell absolutely in love to the point where I always enjoy movies a tiny bit more if they’re set there. But yeah, as an Australian I am not designed for subzero temperatures and blizzards. That horrible freezing wind off lake michigan pretty much killed me when I was there during winter haha

[hoodedmenace]

mutantxpower​

Erik has to admit that commandeering a private aircraft is smart. A cargo plane would have been roomier, but it might have raised red flags. To many permits, too much paperwork. You show up with a private jet, and you can pay people to look the other way.

It does, however, make smuggling critical centrifuge components onboard the cargo hold challenging. They aren’t exactly small items, but he and Emma devise a way to fit them inside a hidden compartment in a suitcase. One of the refugees is actually one of his men, and he’s delivered the suitcase the morning the jet is set to leave. 

All Jason and his pilot have to do is not concern himself with what is being loaded up in the plane, and they’ll be successful. 

“Stop it,” Emma chides. They’re sitting downstairs at the Hyatt near LAX having coffee and breakfast that Erik’s too anxious to touch.

“Stop what?”

“You’re making the cutlery shake.”

He looks down at the forks and spoons vibrating on the table top. “Oh.” He takes a deep breath and they go still.

“It will be fine. Todd’s capable. If annoying.” They’ve both dealt with annoying. Annoying is tolerable. 

“Let’s just hope he’s not noble.”

Emma gives him a sly grin. “There’s a reason we picked him and not Grayson.”

   Ah. Nobility.

   No one ever looks at Red Hood and thinks nobility—which is good. Jason’s got a wild card thing going for his persona, and he uses it however he wants. It gets him places where he doesn’t, shouldn’t belong, and into relationships that shouldn’t entrust him with so much, yet... here he is. Herding a few dozen exhausted looking mutants through LAX like he’s been here before. And he has.

   He has been here before, so while he’s absolutely professional about all of it, he’s still highly suspicious of Erik’s intentions. He tries to not let his imagination run wild with it—he’s got that telepath with him, and while it’s probably clear as day that Jason doesn’t fully trust the exchange, he doesn’t need to be lighting a fire under his own ass.

   Money is one thing, but he’s never actually received a well-intentioned paycheck. There’s always some weird shit that goes down.

   “Are you roasting my brother? Without me?” A hand, fingerless gloves and all, darts in to snag the barely-touched croissant off Erik’s plate—Jason doesn’t bother looking smug about it. He’s just hungry and still can’t get a read off this Emma woman really well, so... yeah, back to harassing the other overpowered super in this airport. “Everyone’s set to go—we just patiently wait for boarding, don’t cause an unnecessary scenes, and it’ll be smooth sailing and tequila shots for.... like ten, twelve hours at least.”

[epiicenter]

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you think he enjoys being like this??? (….he does. just a lil bit)

magneto, more like edgelord

[stumblinghope]

@mutantxpower from ( x )

Not a chance, darling. 

[Charles has a habit of this. Especially in crowded rooms. There’s a joy in intimacy where it shouldn’t be, especially with a man who shouldn’t want him.]

[hoodedmenace]

For a place called the Iceberg Lounge, the decor is suprisingly tasteful.

   “Oh, yeah, you know, I—” Jason turns on his heel, martini glass in hand, and all the charisma blips out of him like a star that’s been swallowed by a black hole. It’s momentary, and comes back full force after a quick once-over, tongue darting forward to press mischievously against a sharp canine. “…took some more creative liberties with the place once I took over the property. Cobblepot knew how to entertain a crowd, sure, but I’m not quite… in the business of his crowd.”

   He smiles winningly, all white teeth and wicked edges, almost as dazzling as the brilliant white decor and dripping chandeliers, and inclines his head slightly. “Can I help you?”

[hoodedmenace]

mutantxpower‌:

“Have a little patience. You asked me to nick something from one of the most paranoid people on the planet who spares no expense on security. I got you the kryptonite. I’ll get you your damn cloaking device.” 

Unless he carries on like this. His next question gets under Erik’s skin. He digs his fingernails into his palms. “Don’t talk about things you don’t understand.” Is it not enough that he has to have this argument with other mutants as well as the rest of the world?

   “That strike a nerve?” Jason’s grinning now. It’s a wonder Erik hasn’t just hung up on him. “I know you know I’m capable of many things, but I also know you take me for a fool. Right? I’m rash, I’m chaotic, I don’t think, don’t look before I leap... you think it’s impossible for me to pull my head out of my own ass, which, fair. Whatever. Maybe it’s for the best. Keeps this relationship as close to business as possible while you stage a revival for mutantkind, since... engineered mutants don’t count, right? Why should they, when the powers that be spent so long trying to suppress you?”

   A boat sounds off its horn in the distance.

   “Call me when you’re in Gravesend, I’ll give you another breadcrumb.”