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[buttercupart]

Well .

[aa-carnivorousfatality]

who wants some headcanons about how carnage sees his siblings? pspspspspspsp.

[forgettingpetal]

YOUR TRAGIC DEATH.

Self-Sacrifice to Save Everyone

The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. You knew your death would save countless others, and you were willing to accept that. You went out like a hero, and you will be remembered as one by those whose lives outweighed yours.

[storge]

ISHIHARA SATOMI as Asaoka Mio Nemuri no Mori (2014) dir. Doi Nobuhiro

[muntiller2]

YOU RUINED ME I'M NOT OKAY ANYMORE

need to infect more people with Kafka brainrot. the ao3 tag is pretty much all m/m and bronseele i’m starving. you’re welcome @muntiller2

[swordmaid]

its fuckin wimdy

[rocicrew]

The part where I think how much I want him to be here and safe and not hurting, and telling me not to hurt, either.

[pekodayz]

oh my f god I just realized after today we gotta start getting the damn 5 christmas trees up. help me helpppehekppppegeklll

[im-a-chunky-potato]

You know what the anons have confidence I'll give them that?

MYSTIC WHY ARE THESE ANONS SO THIRSTY FOR NIKOLAI ITS KILLING ME/hj

IM CACKLING

idk bro, sorry hshssh

[argentarrogance]

[ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 ] ― sender pats receiver’s hair

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒 || @magnetic-regent-magneto × ] acceptingㅤ➠ ㅤ Magneto

[ Location: Somewhere between the walls of X-MANSION. ]

Digital time had no weather here just kind of tock and tick reminding of passing minutes. Within frame reduced to a stoop of slouched spine elbows nest upon restless knees of sitting figure beside the bed. Two-finger rub of his own temple awakened deeps of frost-bound complexion within habitually respected practice. In that very bed laid someone whose condition stabilized and the longer Pietro watched motionless lids of familiar face the more apparitions surfaced out of the recesses of his unconscious. [ Son of M, Magnusson, Quicksilver ] -- unwanted titles kept coming back like a whip of wisp. It took weeks and more weeks to shake pattern of his father's trail off of him, and despite all this time and efforts he wasn't quite done yet. Strands long and loose, colorless in their crystalline pigment silvering between taping fingertips. Moonlight would make skin even paler. Instead of wind they tousle in the pillow, an image uncharacteristic of Master of Magnetism. Perhaps from what he saw it was easier to become reflected inward, let thoughts flow, and dream of things that were not meant to be. Maybe in another world where Erick never abandoned them, where they and next of kin grew together as a family and not unit. Brotherhood initiated commando operations full of blood and danger, with a rigidly puritanical outlook overshadowing very existence of homo-sapiens. He himself shared such cloud of judgment for a while too, but not for long. And once again he got exposed to a living triangle where each step reminded of a life they could have had. Now Pietro found brims of his lip corners curling downward.

Soft filaments luster in gentle sheen under the touch of slowness reduced in two shakes ... similar, almost identical to his own, yet different.

Wanda changed. Lorna changed. I changed. Will Magneto ever change?

Upon sighting the first sign of fluttering lashes -- mien of argent quickster changed immediately and hand retreated back in its austere simplicity; dodging jump of temper from being made incandescent by an electric current.

' Greetings, father. '

Pietro's gift of the gab was unceremonious in its stillness, '' Stay where you are; that's the best you can do. '' - you're not fully healed.

'' Don't take my presence as exorbitant sentiment, this is the first and last time I'm grabbing your cloak for reason other than to make you a codfish. '' - but pulling from the ocean. '' Gather your strengths, Magneto, I'm positive the X-men shall provide you enough of good care you don't deserve, '' an exhale that came from his side was rather unsurprising assuming how strained their conversation was no matter the situations or timings, '' but if I hear you're being trouble ... I'll come back in time to make sure rubber bullet won't strike off its trajectory. ''

For Magneto to be capable arranging normal relationship with his son he had to confront his own demons from past, now wasn't the time for that and Pietro knew it. After leaving his warning behind being dashing man he always is it does not take long for him to stand up and walk towards doors and to his exit from the room.

[aa-carnivorousfatality]

" i dunno how to tell you this , little sister. heels don't count. i take them away and you're my short stack baby sister. '

[forgettingpetal]

They're back, mama! - - @mobiankaiju [ pogo ].

she had been gone for a long time. a trip that was needed and one she did not foresee being that long. regardless , she was back now.

and seeing her children brought her nothing but joy. scooping Pogo up in her arms , she smiled.

" did you behave for them while i was gone ? "

[saetoru]

missing cassie hours </3

[meowriddler]

Just read the new issue 🥹👍

I’m not ok

[chthonicgodling]

:’) wanting to post this last finale comic like. tonight! tomorrow! and being so shot from work that I cccaannottttt type out a caption aaaahhHhhhHh AAUGHHHGGGGHHHHHHHHH AHAHH

[mugzymiik]

I HAVE NOTHING TO POST HGGHHGGHGHHHGHHHGGGGGGGGG

UHHH. TAKE THIS BIG ASS WIP

ITS A LIP SYNC TEST I STARTED LIKE A WEEK AGO BUT ONLY GOT TO THE DRAWING BIT TODAY AND IM ON THE FLOOR.RN DYING BC OF IT/nsrs