#xmen imagie

[dapper-nahrwhale]

[ID A drawing of Kitty and Rogue from the X men movies in the two girls doing make up pose, where Kitty is laying down and Rogue is on top of her doing her makeup. The drawing is covered in various stickers like cats, hearts, stars, and rainbows. The background has shiny spots of rainbows, roses, bubbles, and glitter. End ID]

anyways this is how X3 went right...

[ID the picture of two girls doing makeup end ID]

[tweetyshit]

Ya gotta be safe in candy stores. (Peter Maximoff)

Summary: Peter REALLY likes going shopping for candy.

Requested by @phancycon

Warnings: Mild swearing.

42. Stop being so cute

45. safety first, what are you FIVE?

Saturday, the best day of the week in the eyes of you and your boyfriend Peter. 1. because there's no school and having no school equals unlimited freedom and endless possibilities. And 2. the candy store. Ah the candy store, the place you went to every Saturday to satisfy all your sweet tooth needs. It was kinda like a tradition for you two. You've gone there every Saturday since Peter broke his leg during the fight against apocalypse. Today was no different, even if his leg was healed.

The speedster was running around the shop on his newly healed leg, coming up to you with every single thing he found.

“Hey (Y/N) look what I found!” he says showing you a packet.

“Peter you don't even like chocolate covered raisins! You say they're not sweet enough.” you scoff, shaking your head.

“Pleassssseeee.” he begs, giving you the puppy dog face which he knew you couldn't refuse.

“Ugh fineee.” you say dragging out your e in exasperation.

“Yes!” Peter exclaims, rushing over to you and peppering kisses all over your face making you giggle.

“Hey, Peter....” you say as he was walking away.

“Yeet?” he asks turning around and quickly so his silver hair flicks in his face.

“Stop being so cute.”

You both smile and Peter points finger guns at you before running off again.

You hop into the driver's seat as Peter scrambles in beside you. You had just passed your drivers test the day before because Peter had been driving you around previously. Yeah, not making that mistake again.

You were just stepping on the gas when you were interrupted by a screaming Peter.

“WAIT!” he hollers, causing you to jump.

“WHAT?!” you scream from the fright he gave you.

“Safety first. he states simply, taking off his goggles and placing them over your eyes.

“Safety first, what are you FIVE?!”  you tease.

“Listen, hun. I don't want you getting dust in your eyes and driving us into the fiery depths of hell. So you're wearing the goggles.” Peter sasses while pointing his finger at you.

You raise your hands in defense. “Jesus, fine Ill wear the goggles.” you say then begin driving back to the mansion. 

A/N: if this gets to.... 50 likes ill do part 2 about Peter and his hate for chocolate raisins.

[simkaswriting]

Piano-(Erik Lehnsherr)

Pairing: Erik Lehnsherr x Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: none

Summary: Erik hears (Y/N) playing the piano, and can’t help but be infatuated.

"Look around and entertain yourself." Erik mutters as he stands in the doorway of her new room with his arms crossed over his chest. It’s not that he dislikes her, on the contrary he’s very infatuated with her, Charles’s favourite little project. He just feels sorry for her, a mutant who’s scared of their mutation. 

(Y/N) decided to move to the school permanently after losing control of her powers and starting a bar fight or six. That’s when Charles stepped in and offered her the chance to learn how to control her new powers. ‘A beautiful yet dangerous gift’ he called it. Pathokinesis, Or rather, emotion control. A gift that already alienated half of the schools residents from her.

The room is nothing out of the ordinary. A single bed next to a desk with a chair. There's a chest of drawers next to the door and an empty bookshelf, begging to be filled. Simple, she could make it her own.

"Thanks Erik." She smiles at the tall mam, a warm smile with no hidden intent other than showing her gratitude. Yet the mans lips twitch upward, almost involuntarily, almost like something ordered him to smile. She’d always liked Erik. Sure, he had his moments. But he was enigmatic, a breath of fresh and enticing air she couldn’t seem to get enough of.

She watches as he leaves the room without shutting the door. A silent invitation to explore the school. An invitation she gladly accepts.

(Y/N) leaves the grey room behind and walks down the lit hallway, passing countless closed doors. Curiosity pokes at her, begging her to knock on the door to greet her new neighbours, but she fights against it. Maybe another time. Maybe when people see she won’t tinker with their feelings without consent just for her own amusement.

Her feet carry her down the grand staircase and far down the long, winding corridors of the school. She stops at the end of a hallway, one glass door leading to the gardens and the other to a parlour of sorts. Her feet carry her into the parlour.

It’s a large room with ornate carvings on the walls and ceiling, a set of blue plush chairs and a fireplace. Books adorn every wall bar the far back one. That wall is let bare, contrasting the very large wooden piano. ‘It's so out of place, so plain in this extravagant room’ she thinks to herself. Yet a feeling of glee slowly trickles up her spine at the sight. 

(Y/N) walks towards the piano, and gingerly lifts the lid. She presses a few keys. Almost as if she wasn’t supposed to be doing this, her gaze scans the room. But there is nobody. “Erik did tell me to entertain myself...” she mutters under her breath.

The chair squeaks against the wooden floorboards as she pulls it out from beneath he piano, taking a seat and stretching her fingers in the process.

(Y/N) briefly recalls a piece she learned years ago, back before she knew of her mutation, when her biggest worry was whether or not the star quarterback Danny Andrews liked her new haircut. It seems a lifetime away. Now, all her worries are centred around her mutation, and possibly whether or not Erik would like her new haircut.

The start is a little rusty and it does takes her a few tries to get it right, but once she get into it, there is no stopping her. Her fingers dance across the keys, a forlorn yet nostalgic feeling engulfs her. Back when she had normal people problems, normal people worries-

She gets so lost in playing the piece that when Erik pulls a chair next to her, (Y/N) almost jumps out of her skin.

Her eyes wide, she freezes. Erik looks at the woman next to him with an impressed smile. 

“You’re really good, (Y/N).” He says, his voice showing perhaps a hint of pride, maybe admiration? She can’t quite tell. 

A searing blush makes its way up her neck and occupies her cheeks. It’s not every day that Erik Lehnsherr, the eminent Magneto, compliments someone. Let alone someone who’s merely playing the piano.

"I sort of got lost in it. I’m sorry I didn’t hear you come in." She doesn’t know how to respond to the man next to her complimenting her, it’s surreal for her, really.

Erik rests his elbows on the edge of the piano, his chin resting in his hands, eyes closed. “Don’t stop on my account.”

She gulps, considering the possibility that perhaps she’s imagining this, that the gorgeous man that is Erik Lehnsherr isn’t actually asking her to play for him. Her fingers itch to just pinch herself, to really make sure this is real. 

However, instead she smiles a little and starts again, this time with a few mistakes throughout. But that could be written off to nervousness. Slowly, the composition comes to an end, and (Y/N) wipes her sweaty hands on her jeans. Erik’s eyes open.

“Why are you’re scared of your mutation?” He asks, calm and relaxed. He’s facing her now, not challenging or confrontational, merely curious.

She looks down at her fingers for a brief moment, considering her answer. Is it perhaps because the human psyche is so fragile already, that this so called ‘gift’ is really a cruel curse? Is it because magically making someone love or hate another person seems profoundly wrong? 

“I don’t like toying with anyone’s emotions. It isn’t fair.” 

Erik nods in understanding, wanting to go on one of his rants about how she holds the key to world domination, how her mutation is as unique as she is, how he just wishes she’d unlock her full potential if she could just not care. But he represses it, saves it for a rainy day.

“I, for one, think your mutation is exceptional, rare. Just like you.” Erik smiles softly, his eyes never leaving the red-cheeked woman. He couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was, but something about her drew him in like a magnet.

“Now you’re just teasing me.” She grumbles, running her fingers across the piano keys absentmindedly. 

Erik stands up, smile on his face as he looks at the beautiful woman. “Darling, I haven’t started the teasing yet.”

[crazyfreckledginger]

[x] Gif Credit

I stopped just outside the small restaurant gasping for air whilst rearranging my dress that had started to crease due to the rush.

“Dammit!” I mumbled, seeing my reflection in the window, how messy my hair had become.

“What happened to you? I’ve been waiting forever!” A fmiliar voice taunted from behind me.

“I know you used your superspeed Pete no need to try and be all cocky!” I chuckled, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“So it didn’t work? I’m still not cocky enough?” He pouted.

“No, no it didn’t!” 

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