#xmen mutant

[donutdrawsthings]

I've been so obsessed with X-men, I've decided to make my own fan character. Meet Mateo! He's a trans masc mutant with the ability to replicate a person's personality and memories. Backstory under the cut!

Mateo is a mutant with the ability to perfectly mimic a person's personality and memory, living or deceased. When his parents first discovered this ability, he mimicked the personality of his late grandma. His mother never asked her how she always made a certain pie and regretted it for years. Then one day she found her child acting strange, and baking that exact pie she so fondly remembered. What could have been a wholesome moment however, quickly turned into something to exploit. Just a year later Mateo found himself mimicking personalities of the deceased left and right, under the guise that they'd be speaking to the actual ghost of said person. All a paid service, of course. One of which Mateo saw not a cent of. Mateo would often get stuck in a personality, and the more people he had to mimic, the longer he'd stay stuck. He couldn't maintain any friendships and a regular life was not on the table in the slightest. So one day, when he was feeling a slither of himself again, he ran.

That's how he found the school for the gifted :o] He realised that without a personality to mimic, he wasn't really sure who he was in the first place. What his likes are and if he even has a favourite colour. So in this school, surrounded by fellow mutants, he started to find himself and explore his identity (gender and otherwise!).

[the-gentle-jellofish]

[vibrant-the-artist]

Test page with all of my sillies! Myrtle and Hazel still need proper refs, but I started this comic while waiting for my mom at a Barnes n' Noble (I picked up a graphic novel and nabbed her a little something ^^)

I'm happy with how it came out for the most part, if there was anything I would change it would be Hazel's bottom left expression, and maybe Jayden's top left expression.

But besides that? I'm satisfied for this test run of the characters!

CHARACTERS INCLUDED:

JAYDEN: A sea-monster mutant with Hydrokinsesis. The big sister of the group and its acting leader. She's kind of like that big sister that bullies you, but is the only one allowed to. Often patrols the rooftops around the hideout. She's seen sitting near the city's docks and staring out at the water on late nights. (17)

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HAZEL: Mrytle's direct rival, a kid that's wayyyyy too smart for a fifteen-year-old. The tinker and science fanatic of the group. She doesn't get social cues too well, but we love her and we know she's doing her best. Often seen tinkering with things she's raided from scrapyards, creates things like drones to keep watch over their general area; or basic alarms for the groups hideout. (15)

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MYRTLE: Hazel's direct rival, and the group's source of magic. Myrtle is an alchemist-in-learning with a mutation that allows them to see what has a magic source and what doesn't. They often create things like sleeping draughts for post-nightmare nights, or temporary strength buffs for dangerous feats. (15)

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ALISON: The group's four-winged eye in the sky! Alison has a little trouble coordinating with her extra set of feathers, but her eyes are still as sharp as a bird's should be! Alison's wings are coated in a neurotoxin that makes ones hands go numb if her feathers are touched without gloves. Watch out! Often seen preening in her downtime, or sunning on the roof of the hideout. (16)

[velvet4510]

This is less a question of “what do you wish happened” and more of “which is actually more likely to have happened, if we’re trying to be realistic rather than assume that a dude who isn’t even looking can fire a perfect two-person kill shot like that.”

I’ve seen much debate about this - whether the arrow would actually have caused harm or not, whether it should’ve landed differently, whether Magda’s maternal instincts should’ve led her to do something else, whether Nina’s mutation should’ve affected things … so now we shall decide.

If you picked the last option, share your thoughts - let’s fix that stupid, forced, implausible scene.

[bronzemettle]

Dazzler's infamous "Thank you" interview, Gordon Godspeaks s4e3, October 2006

“Welcome to Gordon Godspeaks in our brand new 9 PM timeslot. I’m your host, G. Gordon Godfrey. Today we have with us a washed up old woman with delusions of reclaiming former glory who carries a burning resentment for everyone and everything that brought her fame to begin with. Dazzler, welcome to the show.”

“Thank you, Gordon. Humble as ever with that new show title, I see?”

“You say that like you think I picked it! You know how the marketing boys are. I have pictures of the costumes they put you in early in your career…”

“I remember, but that was a long time ago. I think we're both a decade past anyone forcing branding onto us that we don't want.”

“Heh. You would think you know better than the people who went to marketing schools.”

“...I'd missed this. It’s nice to be back in this chair after so long.”

“But are you? Back, I mean? I’ve listened to your latest two albums.”

“You don't look like you liked them.”

The audience chuckles audibly.

“Well no, but you look like you're pleased as punch about that! Look at that smile, everyone. She's glowing! …Even you have to admit, though, it’s not much like the Dazzler we all know. In fact it doesn't really sound like you at all. Why don’t you tell me who really wrote your new songs?”

“I wrote them all myself. It’s who I am now. You’re right, the old Dazzler is well and truly dead. Thank god for that, and thank you for that, Godfrey.”

“...Thank me? What do you mean by that?”

“Did I never tell you? Twenty and however-many years ago, do you remember, you invited me onto the show again, in the 80s.”

“You mean when I ambushed you into a debate with the leader of that homeschooling- ”

“No no no, I’m not talking about the times I actually came. I mean the last time you invited me. You didn’t want me in the chair, you wanted me on the stage for- ”

“Yes, for our ninth season, in December, I remember. I also remember that you turned us down. Now why would you bring that up, I wonder?”

“Because you asked me to play. And that’s when I knew my career had to die… So I killed it. And if I hadn’t, I wouldn’t be starting again now.”

“You… Are you telling me you stopped performing because the people actually wanted you to?”

“Because your people wanted me to.”

“Ha! Always the political tyrant, putting your agenda above everything else. Even common sense. Sales are sales, honey, when are you going to learn to play the game?”

“We’re not playing the same game. I have enough money. I don’t need sales. What I need is to challenge people.”

“You’re saying you’d really rather be getting ambushed by parents rights activists than play for the Superbowl?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying. I turned them down five years after I turned you down.”

“You what? …The Superbowl?”

“It’s not just about the politics of your show’s target demographic, it’s about the age. All of you watching, I’m sorry, but, you’re old. It’s okay, I’m old too. And it’s okay if anyone still likes to listen to my old songs, but I don’t get to settle and just keep playing them forever. Not as a Mutant, not as an artist.”

“Why not? Aren’t you, by saying that, kind of calling Paul McCartney a hack for still playing the classic songs he wrote for The Beatles?”

“If you like, yes, I will say it. Paul McCartney is a hack. He was one of the greatest in the world for a time, but if you’re a musician, and the parents of adults don’t hate your new material, what the hell are you even doing? I mean really?”

“Hey Frank, we're recording this, right? You think you’re better than Paul McCartney. That’s what you just said.”

“No, I’ve never been as good as he was, but I’ve grown more than he has.”

“Grown into the gutter, and the gutter is full of garbage can lids screaming in pain by the sound of it.”

“You might not like it, but it’s making you think.”

“It makes it hard to think!”

The audience laughs briefly.

“But you’ve said so much more about my new music in the last week than you have about my old music in the last twenty years. You wanted me to play that music. You want to sit me here across from you and tell me ‘how dare you’ about my new music, and that’s where I want to be. Always.”

“So… you got an invite, from my staff, to play your old disco tracks on stage on the air, and because of that… I personally ended your career?”

“Yes. Thank you.”

The audience chuckles a little.

“I’m the reason you’re making these… screaming noises now? Oh no, my producers with daughters won’t be happy about this...”

The audience laughs more.

“Yes, and more than that you’re likely the reason I came out as a Mutant!”

“Who's ending whose career, here?!”

Louder laughter, before it fades back down to listening silence.

“If I’d gotten comfortable playing the old stuff, letting people feel nostalgic for me instead of emboldening them, maybe I wouldn’t have had the courage.”

“So, about that, the Mutant thing. When did that start?”

“Before my first album launched, but you can read the Rolling Stones article for all of that. I’ve been this way the whole time, I was just too scared to say it.”

“The woman who could blind everyone in this studio with a wave of her hands was scared… Yeah, right.”

“You're right, I can protect myself, and I always will if I need to. But I'm not talking about that. There wasn’t a record label in the industry who would have signed me.”

“So you’re a Mutant now because it’s good for business. Maybe you do know how the game is played after all.”

“No, I’ve lost more fans than I ever even had, coming back and coming out wasn’t what’s good for business, it’s what was good for me.”

“Classic self-centered artist, doesn’t care what the public likes. I really think you- ”

“Yes, that’s right.”

The audience laughs again.

“...Can you stop throwing me off my script here, babe? We have other segments to get to.”

“No. Never. The moment I let people like you, and people like you out there, be comfortable around my work, when people stop confronting me on the streets and asking me to explain myself, when kids stop having to hide my albums, that’s when my career has to die again.”

“Well, maybe if- ”

“If I’m not throwing people off their scripts, I’m not making people change, and if I’m not making people change, and I’m still singing that stuff, I’m basically advocating for the status quo.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“For Mutants it is.”

“And when you just admitted you'd be willing to blind everyone here for your own self-interest, whose fault is that really? Thank you, that’s all the time we have for you tonight. After the break we’ll be talking about the disappearance of the Batman, the new lesbian Batwoman, and the decline of Gotham family values with local businessman Oswald Cobblepot.”

[captainkirkk]

Concept: Peter actually got bitten by a totally normal spider. It's just a coincidence that his mutant powers were awakened around the same time

[catboybrak]

Shit post for y'all <3

[mellosghosts]

this is what you get for dating an atheist

original

[willgrahamscock]

Honestly one of the cruelest things Erik did to Charles was pause after saying Angel. You can see the anger fade immediately, he thinks for a moment that Erik is meeting him with love and gentleness. It anchors him, he stops to really look at him. Eyes to lips. For a moment he thought Erik called him Angel.

And he’s throughly confused why Erik is listing names after. I’m going to be sick.

[pleasantlycrazyworld]

Sex pollen

A/N: Reader is female, also a mutant with logan like powers. Logan calls the reader princess, darling, and his girl. Unprotected sex (Please don't be stupid and do this). I had a few requests for this, and i figured why not post it on Halloween! Happy Halloween to everyone who celebrates, I hope you enjoy the smut. I worked hard on it, but I'm not the best smut writer, lol. Request are open for Logan and Bucky! And I'm very close to 1,000 followers, so I might try and do some sort of special for it <3

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Logan should've listened to you when you said something was going to go wrong during the mission. "I don't know Lo, I just have this feeling that I can't seem to shake" you whined and grabbed his arm trying to get him to reconsider and have Charles send someone else for the mission, but he just disregarded you completely. He was just too stubborn, too proud for his own good, and it was really biting him in the ass now.

The mission was supposed to be normal, just a quick in and out. Get into the abandoned laboratory, do a quick scan to make sure it is abandoned, and then steal the plans for mutant mass destruction. Simple, something he's done a million times before but as he sits in the jet panting, sweating, nearly moaning in discomfort, he realizes how badly he fucked up. Fuck when is she ever wrong? Why didn't you just listen to her?! He groaned internally as he looked at the time, only a few more minutes than he'd be home in your bed, with you in his arms... with his cock deep in your pussy. He let a loud moan fall from his lips as he started to think of your body, fuck did he need you.

You were pacing waiting for Logan to come back from the mission, "Where is he? He should've been home hours ago!" You were beyond worried and frustrated over the whole situation, technically you knew that Logan would always come back home to you but that doesn't make the wait easier, it doesn't make seeing him bloody and aching easier either.

The front door finally opened and slammed shut. Logan's heavy footsteps could easily be heard echoing through the hall, "Logan!" You rushed to him to start checking for any injuries. Before you could ask him if he was okay, Logan pulled you into a deep, feverish kiss.

Logan groaned as he felt you gasp against his lips; his hands started to wander up your shirt as he walked you to your shared bedroom, trying his hardest not to break the kiss. You are the first to pull away,completely breathless and a bit confused."Logan...fuck baby what's going on?" You asked as his lips trailed down your neck, leaving rough bites in their place. "Need you, need your skin on mine, need your pussy choking my cock" he cut himself off with a broken moan as he starts to grind his throbbing cock into your thigh, making you feel how hard he was. "Princess, please." He begged completely helpless.

You were worried, Logan had never acted this way before, never whined or begged, but you'd be a liar if you said it didn't make you wet hearing his deep voice beg for you.

Logan was pawing at your clothes before he finally decided to just rip them off completely. Before you could whine to him about your clothes being ripped, he silenced you with a kiss and promised to buy a new outfit for you. "I'll buy you whatever you want princess, just need to see you, need to see my pretty pussy." He moans pitifully when he does get a glimpse at your sex. "Fucking christ darlin' look how wet you are, all this for me?"

You nodded quickly and pulled him closer, "Logan please, need you in me, fuck me please I need it, need to feel you deep in me for the rest of the week." Your begging made his knees weak, it sounded like heaven to him, and who was he to deny you of what you wanted.

"Whatever, you need princess," he assured you with a smirk as he pulled away to finally undress completely. Your eyes widen seeing how hard he was, "Fucking hell Lo..." You muttered quietly knowing he would still hear you. "Does my girl need me?" He asked crawling up the bed, kissing the skin exposed as he moved further up your body.

When he finally reached your mouth, he gave you a sweet kiss as he slowly thrust into you. Oh, oh my fucking--! He groaned internally as he felt your warm walls stretch around him. You broke the kiss to moan his name, throwing your head back.

You ended up moving your hands to his shoulder to hold on to him better as he thrusted more erratic, and without noticing, your claws slowly started to appear from your nails. Before you could notice, they ended up digging into his shoulder muscle deeply. An animalistic moan ripped from his chest as he felt your claws draw blood. His hips moved on their own, in and out, into your warmth and out for a split second before plunging back into you faster and deeper than before. It was like his hips were moving faster than his mind could keep up, and the only thing he could think about was you.

Your warmth, your softness, your smell, your taste. You were the only thing on his mind. He could feel his eyes roll back as his orgasm approaches. With his eyes closed, he could feel every inch of you. It was like he could feel each one of your atoms against his.

His eyes fluttered open when he heard you whimper louder than before. "Fuck you're so pretty darlin, sound so pretty for me...need more, need you to cum." He moaned before he could finish his sentence. "I really, really need you to cum on my cock princess, need you to milk me. Take it, take it all from me princess it's yours." He grunted and moved your legs to be over his shoulders, given him a new angle to thrust even deeper than before. You screamed his name as you came on his cock. He leaned down to have your chest press together as he prepared to cum deep in your pussy, "Gonna cum-fuck gonna cum deep in my pussy, keep you full for a while then when it's dripped out, I'll fuck you again to keep you full all over again." His pelvis rubbed against your clit, making you clench around him even tighter than before thanks to the overstimulation he was giving you. Feeling you get even tighter made Logan moan out and finally give in before cumming as deep as he possibly could.

It felt like an eternity before Logan finally stopped cumming. He collapsed on top of you, completely breathless and his limbs felt numb. "Holy...fuck darling" he nearly giggles as he basks in his afterglow, in all of his life he cannot remember a time where he ever came like that. "I don't think I'd ever fucked that good before" he said kissing the bruises that he could reach that was slowly disappearing on your skin.

You sighed happily, feeling his lips on your skin. You started to play with his hair softly as you hummed in agreement. You couldn't remember ever having sex that intensely before. "What did you get into on that mission?" You asked curiously, and he shrugged. "Not much. There was this pink powder that poofed in my face, though." He said as if it meant nothing, "Logan!" You tried to look at him to see if he was drugged in some sort of way but before you could, you could feel his cock hardening inside you all over again.

Logan moved to have you caged between his arms once again and asked with a knowing smirk, "Round two?"

Well how could you say no to that?...

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[livfordoodles]

Some magnet family

[bertoyana]

gay ass dialogue 😭😭😭 what do you mean ANNOYING SECRET SMILE LMAOOO be serious for ONCE man

[rockabully]

he smells like shit

[vibrant-the-artist]

It's time to end the day with more X-Men OC content because my fixation isn't going away.

I've been told once already that it's a special interest at this point, and to that, I say: Damnit another one.

The night she lost her mother to the monsters hidden deep beneath the ocean's surface is something that will haunt Jayden for the rest of her life, she's sure.

[velvet4510]

It’s actually so significant that Charles is introduced in First Class as a guy who uses his thesis as a pick-up line and seeks out girls with some kind of mutation.

It’s clearly indicating that Charles is trying to find a fellow mutant to connect with romantically. Raven’s off the table, since she’s his sister. But he wants to find and build a romantic bond with someone who has a mutation, who is different like he is, and he’s resigned to searching for things like heterochromia and auburn hair because he doesn’t know for sure if there really are more full mutants out there with actual superpowers.

Literally the only reason he starts flirting with Moira is that she has auburn hair, i.e. a mutation.

Then he meets Erik and all the flirtation with random heterochromia women and with auburn-haired Moira stops. Because Erik is what he’s been looking for.

Charles’ entire setup as a character in that film is constructed in a way that the only resolution that makes any sense is him finally finding a real mutant to connect with romantically. And who does he find? Erik Lehnsherr.

[rzc11]

Scott, you really need to relax.