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The Happenings In the Art of Starting Over
Summary:
series masterlist
James Buchanan Barnes is a broken man who is whisked away to the remote and serene land of Wakanda. His colleagues begin to believe if there is anyone who could try and help him it will be Irene. And try she will. But healing Bucky won't come easy, he is stubborn and scared and wants nothing to do with Irene and her powers. Helping Bucky will be a journey of trials and tribulations, Irene knows that. And yet, she still saunters over to him with a smile.
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Black!Mutant! OC
Word Count:
I do NOT give permission for my work to be reuploaded, translated, or reposted on any other site. My work is my own.
CHAPTER FIVE
Irene's feet dangled off the side of the examination table. She'd been waiting for Aamani and Aadon in this uncomfortable blue paper lab dress for over thirty minutes. They had woken her up at dawn and brought her down to the bright laboratory for a check of her vitals, just like Shuri had warned. When she arrived, she noticed everything had a hint of white to it, so there was no doubt they kept this place clean.
Finally after waiting for what felt like hours, both Aamani and Aadon round the corner. Aamani had a see-through tablet attached to her wrist. While Aadon held a white body suit with colored wires sticking out, the suit was draped over his shoulder. Irene squinted at them both as they approached her. They remind her so much of Tony Stark, the minds and souls of tinkerers were unstoppable.
"Well,' Aamani smiled at Irene as her tablet disappeared into her wrist. "Your vitals were perfect, Irene."
"Good,' Irene smiled. "Now what?" She jumped off the exam table, her bare feet landing on the cold lab floor.
"Now, you change into this.' Aadon handed Irene the body suit. "And we meet with the Dora."
Irene raised an eyebrow, picking up the suit with one finger and one thumb. "Why do I have to wear this?"
"You'll see, I'm sure you'll look stunning in it." Aamani laughed, pushing Aadon out of the room allowing Irene the space to change.
Irene groaned and shook her head. Aggravated and hungry, she peeled the itchy lab dress off of her body. Feeling the cold air sweep over her naked form. She slipped into the extremely tight body suit, the wires scratching against her skin.
She looked into the mirror with a frown. She was completely exposed in this suit, and she felt less like a hero and more like a lab rat. She flung open the door finding Aadon sitting on a stool across from her .
"Did you just want me to wear this so I'm humiliated?" Irene put her hands on her hips.
Aadon laughed, standing up. "No, but you do look beautiful." He winked.
Aamani slapped Aadon's chest. "Leave this woman alone, little boy.' She sneered at him.
"Then what's it for?' Irene covered her body with her arms as best as she could.
"Let's walk.' Aamani waved Irene over wrapping her in a warm white robe.
Irene nodded, hugging the robe close to her body. She and Aamani walked down the narrow lit hallways. It was silent for a moment before Aamani spoke up.
"I'm sorry if you feel uncomfortable in the body suit, it truly is necessary for the project." Aamani said.
"It's okay, just something I'm not used to." Irene responded.
"I understand that, and If you ever feel uncomfortable with something we do during this process.' Aamani opened a stained glass door with a beep from her wrist. "Let us know." She smiled, holding Irene's back and guiding her inside.
"Thank you." Irene gave her best smile, even in the face of everything in front of her.
The eyes of everyone in the room were on her, T'challa, The Dora, Shuri. They all stared at her, but she couldn't help to notice their positioning. They all seemed to make circle around something—protecting it. Aamani's guiding hand started to feel like a push as she placed more pressure onto her back.
Catching the hint Irene approached them all. The Dora stomped their metal staffs against the floor, which rumbled on impact. And with that, they disbursed like birds in gunshot. Then all was revealed, there sat Bucky, strapped to a chair with his head dipped to his chin. His hair was so long and stringy she could barely make out his facial expression's.
"Why is he tied down, like a prisoner?" Irene questioned, looking amongst the room.
"This is the first time winter will be booted up and used on you, Irene.' Shuri answered. "We don't know if it'll work."
"So he has to be strapped down?" Irene argued.
"We have to use the code words to see if it works.' Aamani commented.
"It's a safety precaution." Ayo interjected.
"Right." She starred at him, recalling her time in the grasp of that metal arm. "Where do we start." She swallowed hard.
"I should explain the project to you." Aamani walked towards the large metal tank that sat in the middle of the room, it seemed to be fill with crystal clear water.
"This.' She pointed to the machine that bubbled. "Is our sensory deprivation tank. With over 1000 pounds of salt, It'll allow you to immerse in your powers easily without much strain on your physical body."
Irene's eyes brows bunched together and Aamani picked up on her slight confusion. She chuckled and gave the tank a pat.
"It will essentially aid in easing your anxiety, if you have any." She watch Irene shake her head as she grasped a better understanding.
"And this,' she moved over to the white head piece that matched the body suit Irene had on. Padded, white, and full of colored wires. "Is winter."
"Winter?' Irene caressed the wires. "What is it?"
"Winter is a basically our gate way into your mind and within that gate way we can get into Sergeant Barnes's mind.' She explained.
"I don't understand."
"Winter is going to create a neurological link between us, you, and sergeant Barnes using your telepathy and winter's EMF rays" She explained. "And then,' she turned on a host of display monitors. "Motion and picture should play here."
Aadon laughed at Irene's perplexed face. "In layman's terms. You and Sergant Barnes are the video game characters and we're the players."
"So I'm a vessel?" Irene asked.
"Bingo." Aadon snapped and winked.
"You'll be controlling me from inside his mind?" Irene pondered further.
"No,' Aadon slung his arm around Irene's shoulder. "Whatever happens in there, is all you. Winter just allows us to be in there with you so we can do more research and continue to develop January."
"Whats January?" Irene frowned
Aadon shrugged. "He's not ready yet, so we don't know."
"Great.' She sighed. "So what happens when I'm back inside Bucky's mind? Now that he knows, he might be resistant." She whispered.
"I doubt he'll be too resistant, he's exhausted from fighting all these years." Aamani said.
"I heard that." Bucky groaned, turning around the best he could against the restraints.
Irene along with the rest of the occupants in the lab turned in his direction. Watching Bucky finally look up. His eyes, they gazed intently especially at Irene.
"And I told you, you're not trying that shit on me again, Irene." He grumbled.
Irene's eyes softened as walks towards him. "I told you it was an accident."
Bucky let a low rumble erupt from his chest. "And I told you I don't want you in my fucking head!" He snapped, pulling at the restraints.
Irene's eyes widen as she was pulled away from him.
"Sergeant Barnes!' T'challa shouted. "Control your self, Irene is only here to help."
Bucky's breathing slowed. "I don't want her help.' He tucked his head in his chin again. "Can't you do it another way."
Aamani spoke now, caressing Irene's back. "Irene is the best option to heal you. We've developed the project around her abilities. Please sergeant Barnes, give her a chance."
Bucky didn't say anything, he just allowed his jaw to tense visibly. Watching Irene's every move like a hawk.
"He hates me." She whispered.
"No,' Aamani pulled the steps down from the deprivation tank. "He doesn't trust.' She put winter on Irene's head, adjusting the straps around her chin. "But we will make him trust."
"How?" Irene asked, gripping on side of the railing and taking a step up.
Aamani shrugged, her tablet illuminating from her wrist again. She could answer questions about many things, but not this one. If Bucky didn't trust Irene this process would be harder than she anticipated. But deep inside herself, she had a glimmer of hope that it could work. Because no matter if Bucky grimaced at Irene or not, he was still looking at her.
The Happenings In the Art of Starting Over
Summary:
series masterlist
James Buchanan Barnes is a broken man who is whisked away to the remote and serene land of Wakanda. His colleagues begin to believe if there is anyone who could try and help him it will be Irene. And try she will. But healing Bucky won't come easy, he is stubborn and scared and wants nothing to do with Irene and her powers. Helping Bucky will be a journey of trials and tribulations, Irene knows that. And yet, she still saunters over to him with a smile.
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Black!Mutant! OC
Word Count:
I do NOT give permission for my work to be reuploaded, translated, or reposted on any other site. My work is my own.
CHAPTER SIX
Irene's first time inside winter wasn't as harrowing as she assumed. Her body floated against the still-warm water, she was in REM. Her eyes moved back and forth in a perfect symphony as she surfed through the waves of Bucky's mind, desperate to find him.
"Okay, Irene.' She heard Aamani's voice, though it wasn't clear. "Go find Sergeant Barnes's subconscious self, and try to administer January." She instructed.
"Right." Irene looked around at her surroundings. His mind had shifted, it was different this time.
A row of tumbled burgundy brick apartments lined up perfectly against a narrow cement street had replaced the dark aquatic adventure she assumed she'd return to. The honking of taxi's told her she was in Brooklyn, along with Bucky's files that she had stolen and studied the previous night.
The clicking of pink wedge heels and the wind that caught underneath girls button downed dresses. The language of 'doll' and 'dame'. She had to be submerged into the heart of 1940's New York.
"I think I'm in,' Irene began but was shortly interrupted.
"New York." Aadon injected. "There aren't many buildings with doors."
"I see one at the end of this block, should I try it?" Irene asked, watching the buildings flashing lights dance.
"Go for it." Aadon encouraged Irene.
"What the hell!" Aamani screamed.
"What!" Irene stopped, clutching at her pounding heart.
"Your outfit! Look at your fucking outfit, Irene!" Aamani continued to scream.
Irene looked down at her feet that were once barren, now they dawned white wedged heels, rounded at the tip. Her lashes battered intensely as she twirled towards an abandoned glass display window, wind catching under something she couldn't quite place.
"Oh.' Irene ran her hands along her ruby red polyester sleeves. "Oh!" She gasped.
Irene now sported a ruby red knee length dress. It's sweet heart neckline and belt formed her assets beautifully. Her hair was no longer in its natural state, but instead pined back in buoyant voluminous curls. It all felt so real, like reality had shifted around her.
"I think you're changing to fit with the setting of his mind." Aamani spoke. "So you'll blend in."
"Then why didn't I have a swimsuit last time?" Irene whispered while nodding at the entertainment girls as she walked inside the building.
"That I do not know. But since this is the only building with a door, he must be in there." Aamani said, watching the monitors intently.
Irene smiled at the man with a mustache in front of her, he shoved a black and white flyer into her hand. The with the words "Harry's House' in bold black letters.
"He would be in Harry's House?" Irene asked, watching the flyer disappear in her grasp. "It wasn't real anyways." She sighed to herself.
"Apparently it's a place him and Captain Rogers use to frequent.' Aadon said, sipping on a can of pop.
"Is he still sleeping?" Irene asked.
Aadon turned around, his desk chair creaking, a devilish grin spreading on his face. "Like a baby."
"Okay, well good,' Irene clutched her fictitious purse. "Because I have eyes."
"Holy shit." Aamani leaned into the monitor, stealing a sip of Aadon's pop. "He looks, kind of hot."
"Happiness looks good on the best of us, Aamani." Irene sighed, lifting the hem of her skirt up as she pushed through the crowd. "How do I approach him?"
"How did you approach him last time?" Aadon asked, snatching his drink back from his older sister.
"Slowly."
"Bingo."
Irene swallowed hard, ambling towards him. His white smile was on display as he laughed aloud with a few stunning woman hugged into either side of him. He had a bottle of beer tilted onto his lips, sipping slow. And before she knew it, she was in front of him. Staring in complete suspended animation.
Bucky's eyes titled from the tip of his beer, to Irene. She could have sworn she heard a sigh escape from his lips. He slammed the bottle down, the bottom of it lead a crackling trail up to the the neck of the beer. Irene's eyes went wide, as she watched him wipe his lips off with the sleeve of his tan uniform, tipping his hat onto his head.
"And this,' his voice seemed lighter than last time. "Is my best friends Steve's eavesdropping friend, Irene. Who just can't let it go." He laughed, a hint of anger underneath his tone.
"Sergeant Barnes's, maybe we should go somewhere private." Irene whispered, suddenly becoming self conscious with all eyes on her.
"Or maybe.' Bucky pushed himself off from the bar top. The girls who once surrounded him disappearing into thin air. "You should just leave."
"Why?' Irene backed up as he slowly sauntered towards her. "I'm here to help you." She held her hand out.
"Because I said so." Bucky's voice was deep and intimidating.
"Look." Irene pulled out the canister of purple gas, known as January. "This will help you."
"Irene don't show him that!" Aadon shouted into his microphone.
Bucky laughed, clutching his side. "Do you really think it'll be that easy! Do you know what they've done to me!" He shouted, tossing a chair to the side. Irene gasped watching it break as it collided with the wall. "You need to leave."
"Irene, put it away, we will try again another time." Aamani whispered.
"No!" Irene shouted, not sure who she was speaking to in this moment.
"Fine.' Bucky said, his flesh arm morphing into metal, the red star on his shoulder was bolder than anything she'd ever seen. "I'll just make you."
"Bucky, please stop!" She yelled, turning on her heels and running from him.
On the outside, Irene's body began to convulse. She was no longer in control as she had once thought, the water slouching around her and spilling onto the floor. Aadon and Aamani hopped out of their chairs, rushing to her side.
"Bucky!" Irene rasped, it seemed his favorite way to hurt her was with his hand around her neck.
"Never come back here, it's too dangerous." His eyes misted over with a combination of anger and pain.
Then after he spoke, Bucky slammed Irene's body through the floorboards of Harry's House. Sending her tumbling into a black abyss. Irene screamed as she fell down further and further.
Her body finally stopped, landing in something squishy and sticky. Her dress had disappeared and she was back to wearing her white body suit.
"What the hell! No, not again!" She screamed, lifting her arm that was covered in slime. "Aamani, Aadon!" She gagged at the revolting smell which burned her nostrils.
"They're not here.' A malevolent voice teased Irene as it laughed.
"Who are you?" Irene wept, struggling against the binds she was in. They were stuck onto her skin like suction cups, to her dismay they were tentacles.
"Who I am isn't a matter of your concern, Irene Watson." the voice jabbered on, it's tentacles grabbing Irene by her waist and lifting her up.
"The matter is, why do you feel you can save the winter solider? My creation!" The voice was so close to her she could feel the heat of its breath against the nape of her neck.
Irene squirmed within its grasp. Wheezing for air as it only squeezed her tighter, slithering up to her neck. She clinched her eyes close, rasping out one last remark.
"Because—it's the right thing,' she coughed, scratching at the tentacle wrapped on her neck. "To do!" She hollered, feeling herself being pulled far away from the voice.
In the lab, Irene laid on then floor convulsing like a fish out of water. Her nose bleeding profusely, dripping down her chin. Frantically, Aadon picked up Irene's body placing her onto a lab table trying to steady her body.
"Her vitals are off the chart!" Aamani shouted, running with a syringe in her hand.
"I didn't think it would be like this for her!" Aadon grunted, fighting against Irene's shaking body.
"It's her telepathy, she's very strong.' Aamani explained. "Hold her steady!"
"I'm trying!" Aadon began to sweat, retraining her body as Irene began to cry out.
Aamani climbed on top on the lab table, straddling Irene and hold her legs steady between her thighs. She held the syringe above her head and plunged in into Irene's chest.
Instantly, Irene stopped shaking and her brown eyes shot open as she drew in a series of excruciating breaths. She began to cough up blood and shoved Aamani off her. Irene screamed as she collapsed onto the cold lab floor, snatching the wires off of herself.
Irene limped and pushed passed Aadon and Aamani who shouted after her. Feeling a surge of anger while crying uncontrollably, Irene released a swoosh of purple energy from her fingertips, pushing it against Bucky's chest.
"Wake up!" She shouted, watching him slowly stir awake. But it wasn't fast enough for her, so she did it again. Hitting Bucky with another swoosh of energy, causing him to groan as sweat dripped down his forehead.
"Do you really think it's funny!' Irene cried out, wincing at the pain she felt in her side.
"Do I think what's funny?" He grumbled, barely facing her.
"Trying to kill me!' Irene shouted. "I'm only trying to help you!"
"I told you to stay out of my head, you're psychotic!" He shouted back, trying to move within his restraints.
Irene scoffed, sweat dribbling down her body as her side pulsed in pain. "I'm psy—psychotic!" Irene's breath stirred. "You—you're,' she swallowed hard, stumbling over her words along with her feet.
Irene pressed her fingers into her temples and yelped in pain as she crashed to the floor on her knees. Blood began to pour from the corners of her eyes as she screamed out in uncontrollably pain.
"Irene!" Aamani shouted.
Irene felt her head crash onto the floor, the last thing her bloody eyes saw were those boots. If this was how she was meant to die at least it would be a noble end. Helping a man who couldn't see the worth in being rescued. That ought to count for something in the afterlife.
"I have always regretted…" It was hard to go on, to force the words out over the constriction squeezing his chest and choking his throat, but Charles pushed on. "Even if we are enemies now I have always wished that I could see her again, just to tell her that I was wrong. That she is beautiful, no matter what she looks like… and that she should be proud to be who and what she is, that she should never have to hide or be ashamed."
He raised his eyes back to meet Loki's, trying to convey all of his earnest sincerity and wish-to-help in his expression. "I very much think," he said hoarsely, "that your own family has the same regrets about you."
No. The denial was firm and unshakeable, not allowing the faintest trace of doubt. No, they don't, they never would. It was not the same; the gap between Aesir and Jotunn was centuries-wide and filled with blood. Impassable, impossible. But I wish -- I would have wanted -- if someone had to find me that day in the temple, if they couldn't just let me die in the snow -- if I was fated to go on living, to be found and stolen and raised in another realm far from my own -- I wish that it hadn't been Odin. If only instead it had been -- if only it could have been -- I wish it could have been you.
—A villain state of mine by Mikkeneko
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I promise this is one of the best fics in the World. And I had never thought about a Loki & Charles Xavier relationship like this.
Hahaha xD
Wanda be like: “bitch stop”
imo, they’re mutants because yokai have a track record of (for the most part) not just being stereotypical animal creatures, but instead different, more magical creatures (Señor Hueso and Capitan Piel, the Minotaur in Minotaur Maze, etc). The boys, while I love them dearly, are, from an objective standpoint, scientific abominations. A well executed abomination, but an abomination nonetheless. They’re not magical creatures because, at the end of the day, they’re children of science.
HOWEVER! I adore the idea of them being technically considered yokai by the community despite not actually being yokai. In Bug Busters, when Big Mama is asked if everyone there was mutated by Baron Draxum, she denies having known him, but, more importantly, states “we prefer to call ourselves yokai”. While this could be seen as her saying that mutants equals yokai, I believe it’s saying that mutants can be considered yokai (“we prefer to call ourselves yokai”, the usage of “prefer” tells us that they could be called something else and/or are scientifically something else. Maybe this also means that all the yokai that are just anthropomorphic animals are actually just mutants, but that’s beside the point).
So yeah, there’s my two cents, thank you for coming to my TedTalk
guys i saw lots of people have different opinions (or even headcanons) about this one but
I personally see them as mutants because they were actually mutated from animals to half humans (having mutant and human dna);
They might feel similar to yokai appearance wise but they’re still genetically different (?) being something of their own, different from both humans and yokai.
I think yokai as an headcanon is kinda cute but i still like to think they aren’t from either world (kinda being special yk), but really like that they can, like go to restaurants and idk just walking in the open at day hours in the yokai world and they’re no different from the people there!
AJJ - No One
I love making angst for my OC backstories with tragedy in mind.
you know how people started making fake verified accounts imagine that in the marvel universe
So guys this is my first x male fanfiction that i post here, i Hope you like, and know that REQUESTES ARE OPEN!!
Welcome to the paradise
Male reader x Roberto da Costa (Sunspot)
Fandom: Marvel Pairing: Roberto da Costa x Male Reader
Summary: When he arrives in the mutant sovereign nation of Krakoa, (M / N) feels a little apprehensive, until he meets a charming countryman to make him feel at home.
(M / N) walked through the gate, afraid, apprehensive, he didn't know very well what to expect for him on the other side, but he knew that anything would be better than the nightmare he lived with his “family” because he was mutant and gay. "Everything will be fine, now you're fine" - Said Storm as he held hands with the trembling boy passing through the portal. When he can finally see Krakoa he felt he had died and that was paradise.
A few days later he was still impressed with how everyone there managed to communicate, even with the linguistic differences of mutants coming from all over the world, the telepaths in charge were really powerful. He had been assigned to live near the home of the New Mutants, a team he had heard a lot about. He avoided the most famous mutants, fear of running out of reaction, in fact he was avoiding everyone in the past few days. Ororo was one of the only ones in which he felt confident, since it was she who rescued him from the nightmare he lived in, she always found him close to the beach. The water made (M / N) calm, after all his mutation was to have control over the water, in all its states. He always felt the need to be close to water, whether it be the sea or a stream. It was already late at night, and (M / N) played making small animals with the shape of water, while reflecting on his new life, on how perfect everything was but he still wanted to be able to make friends, but every year he kept locked make the little boy with (H / C) too shy.
He heard a sound of footsteps approaching, he thought it would be Ororo, she used to come and talk to him at that time, but when he looked back the boy almost had a heart attack.
“Hi, is it (M / N) right? I didn't mean to scare you, I'm sorry. ” It was none other than Roberto da Costa, speaking in Portuguese with him. Simply one of the mutants he most sought to avoid, perhaps, just a little, due to the great admiration and even a certain passion (M / N) had for him.
"Okay, I was just distracted, can I help you with something?"
"Actually, I came to help you, handsome boy" (M / N) instantly flushed with praise. Roberto sat beside him, and began to make small circles with his fingers in the sand. "Ororo told me that you have been feeling a little out of place, she thought that maybe because we are from the same country we could understand each other."
Of course, a handsome and cool boy like that would not approach for anything, (M / N) thought.
"Look, I appreciate it, but I don't want to be rude, but you don't have to try to fit in with me or anything, I do my thing".
"Do you really think I do something thank you?" Roberto said with a sarcastic smile. “Because of your fame, I don't think so…” (M / N) said even more sheepishly.
“I heard that your powers have to do with water, quite opposite to mine, right? How do they work? ”
(M / N) couldn't believe that Sunspot was there asking him about his powers.
"It's no big deal, I can manipulate the water in her three physical states, and I've tried a few more things, but I still have to train." "SERIOUSLY? This is so cool! Can you show me?"
(M / N) found it a little unbelievable that the boy who had already lived with mutants with much more incredible powers was interest on his, but still accepted the request of the beautiful boy by his side and concentrated on the water, taking a portion of the sea and making it turn into a beautiful snowflake.
"Can you make it snow?" Roberto asked with wide eyes.
"No, no, no, I have no control over the climate, it's just restricted to water and things made up of water"
Roberto was silent, (M / N) thought he had finally lost interest in him. After a few minutes of thinking Roberto said: "If you manipulate any object with water, and the human body is made up of 70% water, could you control a person?" He said all this too excitedly, but the memory (M / N) had about it was not pleasant.
"Yes ... I can control the blood inside people, because there is water and basically make them move the way I want to, but it takes a lot of effort and I don't like to do that, the only time I did it doesn't bring me good memories" .
Roberto realized that he touched on a delicate subject for the newcomer, so suddenly, Roberto gave him a hug. (M / N) felt that he was going to literally die.
“Dude, did you ever imagine that you could be an omega-level mutant? My god imagines Bobby's face when he knows that there is another mutant that manipulates ice. A powerful, beautiful and Brazilian mutant, I think the Universe has finally fulfilled my requests ”.
(M / N) wasn't stupid but he didn't want to interpret it the way he thought it was ... But he didn't have time to answer, Roberto got up and held out his hand, helping the boy to get up.
"Come on, water boy, I think you and I are going to have a lot of fun, you're going to love my friends and I'm going to show you all the cool places on the island, with an emphasis on those that have water I promise".
(M / N) couldn't believe what was going on, but he was starting to feel that he could open up more, and that maybe Krakoa really was completely a paradise.
time bound masterlist
pairing: worst wolverine!logan howlett x f!mutant!reader
summary: Y/n’s life takes a dramatic turn when the Time Variance Authority intervenes, pulling her from a critical moment in her timeline. The TVA sends her to the void where she eventually meets with Deadpool and a very familiar face. With Deadpool's universe in the balance, alongside his reluctant would-be pal, Wolverine, and the enigmatic time-bending mutant known as the Veil, the trio must complete the mission and save Deadpool’s world from an existential threat.
overall warnings: 18+, Fem!Reader, AFAB Reader, Use of Y/N, Her X-Men name is Veil, She/her pronouns, Swearing, Angst, Heavy Violence, Character Death, Deadpool (he’s his own warning), Hurt, Fluff, Angst, Eventual Smut, Slow Burn, TVA
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part 11
part 12 (coming soon)
Colossus the man of steel
(from Xmen/Marvel Comics)
The mutant goddess known as Storm
Toad Hellfire Gala outfit design
Doodles :3
Animalistic mutants
I wanna see more animalistic mutants. I wanna see them bare their teeth when mad as an act of intimidation I wanna see them let out a rumble in their chest when happy I wanna see them get mad, So mad that they attack whatever is upsetting them I want to see Animalistic mutants that dont know how to control the animalistic side I want to see animalistic mutants that have to wear muzzles as apart of their uniforms or a mask at least to keep them from biting I want to see animalistic mutants that are strictly vegetarian I want to see animalistic mutants who have iron deficiencies because they require more than a normal person I wanna see them get ugly while fighting, unrecognizable when mad, i wanna see the ugly disgusting side no one shows or acknowledges, i wanna see the side that makes people fear them I wanna see a sweet little girl tear a mans throat out because she cant help it I wanna see a big strong man eat his danty salad I wanna see the scrawny kid sniff out drugs because his nose is strong then others I wanna see the a trouble little boy be happy in water because thats where he feels most secure I wanna see a big strong girl whimper because somethings to loud and it hurts her ears I wanna see non-binary teen beg Logan for help because they just snapped at their crush and they dont know what to do I wanna see that teens crush go to Logan and ask how to approach dating a animalistic mutant I want to see the nastiest side of their animal, Because god damn it no ones perfect and it takes time to learn how to control yourself. I want to see someone cry when they're finally accepted because they were used as a weapon.
I want more animalistic mutants (Since people seem to like this feel free to DM me or anything if you just wanna ramble or talk about em :] i may release a sheet on my own X-Men oc soon. She's a eastern wolf Mutant, But i'm not very good at drawing)
yall i know i got to finish as if destiny but would you be willing to read a Charles Xavier x leshner!(erik/magnetos sister) reader?
(Possibly a bit of alex summers too bc i love my white boys) It would be set during first class.(hopefully if yall like it continue to days future past). I've been wanting to write it for so long but thought the x men Fandom was dead but with deapool and wolverine and x men 97, i feel its getting picked up again. So please PLEASE let a girl know😔🙏
ALSO if you wish (and I would love to oblige) wade and Logan can totally be tied in :)
The Tragedy of What Was Masterlist
part I ♟️
part II (coming soon)
🦋Masterlist of Masterlists🦋
i am about to cry at the fact that i have been supported enough to even get this far. thank you i love you.
As If Destiny🌹
Coriolanus x Reader
The Tragedy of What Was♟️
Charles Xavier x Lehnsherr!Reader