#secondchancesmagneto

[xmenwickedgame]

SCARS FOR CHARLES

There was a time, Charles remembered (a lifetime ago now) that he would've flinched at his reflection in the mirror. Where he tried to hide the scars littering his body with facial hair and too many layers. While he'd ultimately decided to keep the beard (it disguised that boyish face he no longer felt suited him) sitting on the sofa in a tee-shirt while his husband traced the raised flesh snaking down his arm was the norm these days. What were once marks of shame and suffering reminded Charles now that he'd survived. He'd lived through hell and tamed the devil himself and here they were, so many long years later, living their quiet happily ever after.

A delicate sigh followed by a small smile slid out into the open. Charles leaned into Erik's side, head on his shoulder.

"You know that tickles," he mused, but he closed his eyes, focusing on the featherlight touch. 'You're beautiful, Charles.' Erik told him once, a long time ago when the world seemed too large and he himself too frightened to stand on his own. 'All of you. I mean it.' Scars, stutter, darker secrets and all. He hadn't believed the other man then. Now, he cherished the words as dearly as the love between them.

[xmenwickedgame]

“They told me you were dead” Vivian rasped, glaring hard at the man before her. Though ice filled her words, her eyes swam with unbridled grief. How, she thought desperately. How can this be possible? She still remembered that day; the chaos that followed an explosive ambush, her mother and father barking orders over the noise, Azazel whisking her away to safety while her caretaker, her only real friend in the world, ran to the other side the moment they broke into her childhood home. Vivian grit her teeth; the cold, crystalline shards swirling around her fingers sharpened like daggers.

“I spent ten years believing you were dead,” she said, unable to keep the quiver from her voice this time. “And now I find you’re alive and well? With him, of all people!”

The older man, this scruffy, wayward remnant of a life long past opened his mouth to reply; she wasn’t about to give him that courtesy. Not anymore.

“I was just a girl,” she cried, and as she did the ache in her chest spilled out across her face. “I was a girl, and I needed my father.” Why, she added silently, unable to speak it aloud. Why did you leave me all alone?

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That one AU where the Ice Queen discovers Erik is still alive…💔

@secondchancesmagneto

[starkastichotmess]

@secondchancesmagneto || all the semiplotted thingies!

Ever since SHIELD had started getting their sticky fingers into his servers to try to take JARVIS offline, Tony has developed a number of protocols for handling as many of the potential situations as he and his AI could imagine.

The thought that someone who considered themselves to be a part of the 'good guys' would threaten an already dying man - one who has what amounts to the world's most expensive pacemaker in his chest at that - with being tased if he tried to leave his own home was something he had hoped wouldn't come to pass.

And yet the threats were made, and in doing so, the Polarizing Irony Protocol was enacted, sending off an SOS throughout the Stark Industries corporate cellular network to one individual in particular.

>>> J.A.R.V.I.S.:\\ PRIVACY OVERRIDES ENGAGED >>> J.A.R.V.I.S.:\\ EMERGENCY PROTOCOL 'POLARIZING IRONY' ENACTED >>> J.A.R.V.I.S.:\\ COORDINATES TO MR. STARK'S LOCATION SENT TO GPS >>> J.A.R.V.I.S.:\\ MR. STARK'S SECURITY HAS BEEN COMPROMISED. HOSTILE FORCE(S) IN CLOSE PROXIMITY TO MR. STARK. IMMEDIATE ASSISTANCE IS REQUIRED. STARK INDUSTRIES PRIVATE JET ARRIVING IN ETA 12 MINUTES AT SPECIFIED COORDINATES >>> J.A.R.V.I.S.:\\ EMERGENCY SECURITY OVERRIDE AUTHROIZATION: TONY STARK. SECURITY LEVEL 10 - GOLD UNRESTRICTED ACCESS GRANTED: ERIK M. LEHNSHERR >>> J.A.R.V.I.S.:\\ STARK INDUSTRIES PRIVATE JET ETA 4 MINUTES. MALIBU RESIDENCE SENSORS OFFLINE. MALIBU RESIDENCE COMMUNICATIONS OFFLINE. MR. STARK STATUS: UNKNOWN >>> J.A.R.V.I.S.:\\ STARK INDUSTRIES PRIVATE JET EMERGENCY PROTOCOLS ACTIVE. SECURITY OVERRIDE AUTHORIZATION: TONY STARK; ERIK M. LEHNSHERR. ETA TO MR. STARK'S LAST KNOWN COORDINATES: 3 HOURS 45 MINUTES >>> J.A.R.V.I.S.:\\ MALIBU RESIDENCE SENSORS REMAIN OFFLINE. MALIBU RESIDENCE COMMUNICATIONS REMAIN OFFLINE. MR. STARK STATUS: UNKNOWN >>> J.A.R.V.I.S.:\\ MR. HOGAN STANDING BY AT STARK INDUSTRIES AIRFIELD. ETA TO MALIBU RESIDENCE: <10 MINUTES

[rileymcdaniels]

@secondchancesmagneto

As Riley begins to unpack her belongings and get settled into her new home, she wonders if she should feel guilty for not missing Charles more.

She does miss him, of course. He is her friend and guardian. He's family, despite their lack of blood relation. But she knows he will be incalculably happy in the libraries and universities of the Ottoman Empire for the next several months. And she is looking forward to an adventure of her own. A change of scenery may be mundane to some, but she looks forward to exploring and becoming familiar with this part of the world.

She puts away her last articles of clothing, and, satisfied with that amount of unpacking for the moment, she leaves her room and begins to explore the house.

[xmenwickedgame]

@secondchancesmagneto

we could…idk….hold hands through the shark tunnel at the aquarium 🥺

[immortaljackal]

@the-captains-table || verse moldboards moodboards

Racing On The Thunder - Let Chaos Storm Layla Jacquel x Ororo Munroe

"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass...It's about learning to dance in the rain."

[deitysmuses]

❛ they’re right to fear me. ❜ Gwen to Wanda

“They are idiots...and so are you for saying that.” Wanda scolded firmly, looking down at her younger half sister. She was still perplexed by how her father had sired Gwen and how she was so uncomparably stronger than any other of their siblings and mutants. “You are only feared if you are not understood.” She added with a sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“You must be assertive but make an effort to show your true intentions; that you wish to help mankind not harm.” Wanda advised, giving her sister a smile and stroking her cheek. “All of our siblings have been feared at one point, even myself. Papa especially. But then again...he had a horrible temper.” The last statement a teasing joke at their father’s expense.

[xmenwickedgame]

WHAT

🤯

@the-renegade-child-of-time @secondchancesmagneto @missgreentelepath

[xmenwickedgame]

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[anderwhohn]

@secondchancesmagneto​ ( Erik ) || stabby murder elf time!

It was just her luck, really. Barely manage to escape one hellhole, only for her ship to crash land halfway across the universe, and if she were to guess by the look of the place, this planet was still decades, if not centuries, from interstellar spaceflight.

And while it doesn’t come to a surprise that the crash drew the attention of some of the locals, what does surprise her is just how quickly she finds herself fighting for her life from the shems in black suits with matching black, unmarked vehicles. Not that they stand much of a chance between her superior guns and her skill with blades.

Once all but one of the suits is dead, she’s managed to grab their apparent leader, her knife poised over his throat as she growls out something in her native tongue before slitting his throat and letting his body fall to ground to join the rest.

Dark brown eyes lift at the sound of approaching footsteps, her teeth bared in a wordless aggressive warning, shifting her grip on her knife in preparation of continuing to fight. But seeing the armour this one wears brings her pause, and she doublechecks the readouts on her wrist tool to make sure her translator implant is still functional now that it’s had time to reboot from the crash.

“You don’t look like you’re with them,” she observes, her sharp gaze studying him quickly, and while she seems to relax just a fraction at that realisation, she’s clearly on guard for another attack. “Identify yourself, shem.”

[vortexparadox]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘: 𝑩𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑳𝑬 𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵!

rules: bold what consistently applies, italicise situational

does your muse, while fighting …

fight honorably / fight dirty / prefer close-quarters / prefer range / chat during / go silent / low pain tolerance / high pain tolerance / attack in bursts / attack steadily / go for the kill / aim to disarm / fight defensively / strike first / provoke easily / provoke their opponent / tease / get visibly frustrated / shout while attacking / use strategy / focus on their battle / experience conflicting thoughts during battle / rush in recklessly / try to read their opponent before fighting / fight wildly / fight calmly and, or apathetically / fight with anger / fight with excitement / fight because they have to / fight because they want to / fight without regard to wounds / run away when wounded / hide wounds / take a blow to protect another / prefer a blade / prefer a gun / prefer to use their ability / prefer a bow / prefer a shield / prefer a pole arm / prefer a personalized weapon / prefer magic or spells / prefer their fists / their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional / transform for battle / fight as they appear / rely on strength / rely on speed / use everything they have / hide their full potential / exhaust quickly / high stamina / doubt their strength / proceed with caution / behave arrogantly / brag after landing a hit / belittle their abilities / use psychological tactics / use brute strength / avoid civilians / strike down civilians / damage surroundings / avoid damaging surroundings / signature fighting style / making it up as they go / mastered skillset / learning their skillset / use improvisation / fancy footwork / sloppy footwork / messy fighter / elegant fighter / accept defeat / refuse defeat / beg for mercy / compliment their opponent / insult their opponent / use unnecessary movements ( flips, twirls ) / move efficiently / barely move / prefer to dodge / prefer to block / defend their blindside / has no blindside / use all available advantages / strictly use one main method / play around / hold back / fight ruthlessly / show mercy / wait for opponent to be ready / strike when opponent isn’t ready / fear death / fear pain / fear killing / has PTSD / avoid fighting / has lost a fight / has won a fight / has killed / refuses to kill / want to die standing / would succumb slowly.

tagged by: @wwxnka​ 😘💕

tagging: @secondchancesmagneto​​, @brxssknuckld​, @moonwoken​ (Francis and/or Dean), @dochaes​, & anyone else who wants to do the thing!

[starkastichotmess]

@secondchancesmagneto​ || continued [x]

“The general air of annoyance precedes your arrival every time.”

"Are you sure it’s not my magnetic personality?”

[xmenwickedgame]

@secondchancesmagneto

You know that thing where Character A cradles Character B’s face in their hand, then B turns their face so they can kiss A’s palm?

Yeah, that.

[rileymcdaniels]

@secondchancesmagneto

Riley has kept her wings tucked under her clothes for years, ever since they first grew out of her back. It’s not natural; it hurts all of the time and the feathers get all bent and it makes stretching them out hurt, too. But it’s not like she could go walking down the street in Harlan, Kentucky, with angel bird wings sprouting out her back, so she deals with it. It’s never been that bad.

Except apparently not, because over the past couple of weeks, the aching and stiffness and confinement of it all has gotten worse.

And now, she has a black marker in her hand, and she’s trying to use the mirror in her and Ororo’s bedroom to gauge where she should use scissors to cut wing holes. But it’s hard. Her arms are not long enough to mark the top and bottom of where her wings extend from her back. And she has had a similar lack of success trying to measure the widest part of her wings so they can actually fit through the holes.

She strains a final time, the hand with the marker reaching over her shoulder, the other pulling her shirt taut, fingers trying to find the edge, before she gives up. She puts the cap back on the marker but throws it across the room with a scowl. The marker makes satisfying contact with one of the books on her nightstand right as the bedroom door opens.

[niralamba]

thanks for tagging me @muthur9000, I find you an incredible person!!!💜💜💜

ok) list of 5 things that make me happy

1. my  "carrying-away-the-roof"s hobby (you can watch it here), which makes me forget about all the world around me 

2. books that make you forget about that people are supposed to sleep at night 

3. great movies that make you want to live 

4. chat with my friends on the net 

5. travel (although this is still banned for an indefinite period)

I welcome the first 10 people from my notifications: @fassylovely  @secondchancesmagneto @mrsfustuff  @hellfre  @asaucerfulbabybearsmusings  @imaginaryboyfriendcollection  @lemousquetaire @jackyjango @xcziel​  @monstaamack 

[deitysmuses]

❤️secondchancesmagneto

They are positively the best! I enjoy seeing their threads with @wickedwritingswickedgame. I really enjoy when I am lucky enough to get a thread or mention. My face lights up like christmas. They have such a refreshing way of writing that character that I hardly see in the fandom. <3