Latest Posts by weebwholovesuchihasasuke - Page 5
"alright I'll meet you at the front doors of the school in two hours" she affirmed with a bright smile before using her powers to disappear to her room
When she appeared in her room so did Peter, "goddammit Peter what do you want?" Dina scowled and the speedster's unwavering smug smile. He puts his and up in mock surrender "listen I'm just here to congratulate you on the new dad"
Peter then put dina in a headlock fasher than she could react and give her a noogie "aaaaaand the new brother!" This made dina screech and try to kick him backwards "not the hair!"
Then Peter let her go "btw I heard trauma dumping is best paired with barbeque" then he zoomed away from her fury out the door "have fuuuuuuun!!!"
Dina let out an exasperated sigh "great... the Twinkie gobbling basement dweller and I share genetic material" she said grabbing her hygiene products and went to the showers.
@weebwholovesuchihasasuke Because you Like/Reblogged
Magneto stands at the edge of the training grounds, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. The air hums with a quiet intensity as he watches Dina practice, his expression unreadable. With a deep breath, he steps forward, his cape billowing slightly in the breeze.
"Dina," he calls out, his voice firm yet gentle.
As she turns to face him, he approaches with measured steps, his eyes studying their face closely. "I am Magneto," he begins, his tone carrying the weight of his name. "I've come to speak with you about something of great importance."
He pauses, searching for the right words. "I know this may come as a shock, but I am your father. I have watched you from afar, knowing that one day this moment would come."
Magneto's gaze softens, a rare vulnerability showing through. "I understand if you have questions, or if you feel anger or confusion. But know that I am here now, and I want to be a part of your life, to help you understand your abilities and your heritage."
He extends a hand, a tentative yet hopeful gesture. "Will you allow me the chance to explain, to show you the truth of who we are?"
Dina really does like the idea of going out or supper, training with her powers from late morning to mid noon has her hungry. Also the chance to have a long lengthy discussion of their lives sounds great. She pulled away from the hug and took a step back
"Yeah I'd like to go for supper... what time?" She asked wiping her face with her hoodie sleeve.
"Cause I'd like some time to get ready" dina also wants time to think about what to talk about during supper, she wants to be prepared and brings enough money for whatever food she gets.
Dina is also very curious what her father might tell her about himself, She does know quite a lot about magneto from other people but she's never really heard much about Erik lehnsher; especially not from the man himself.
@weebwholovesuchihasasuke Because you Like/Reblogged
Magneto stands at the edge of the training grounds, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. The air hums with a quiet intensity as he watches Dina practice, his expression unreadable. With a deep breath, he steps forward, his cape billowing slightly in the breeze.
"Dina," he calls out, his voice firm yet gentle.
As she turns to face him, he approaches with measured steps, his eyes studying their face closely. "I am Magneto," he begins, his tone carrying the weight of his name. "I've come to speak with you about something of great importance."
He pauses, searching for the right words. "I know this may come as a shock, but I am your father. I have watched you from afar, knowing that one day this moment would come."
Magneto's gaze softens, a rare vulnerability showing through. "I understand if you have questions, or if you feel anger or confusion. But know that I am here now, and I want to be a part of your life, to help you understand your abilities and your heritage."
He extends a hand, a tentative yet hopeful gesture. "Will you allow me the chance to explain, to show you the truth of who we are?"
Dina hesitantly hugged her father back, then she squeezed him tight as though she were afraid that he'd disappear like a mental hallucination caused by a telepath.
"Shukran shukran shukran ya baba!" She said with her face smashed into her dad's chest
(Thank you thank you thank you father!)
Granted this isn't the first time she'd head words, she's heard similar speeches from sinister and Xavier. However when they spoke to her it always felt like they wanted her for their damn schemes. Her reality warping abilities are strong enough to rival legion and were strong enough to trap mad Jim jaspers in her own liitle dimension and destroy him.
'If magneto were to try and use this newfound relationship to use me I wouldn't mind doing the same.....NO this is my father even if he did I wouldn't...' she thought
Dina wants to stop being the aggressive vengeful person she currently is cause it hurts her more than it protects, the other teens really have softened her. Perhaps this relationship with her new dad could also help.
@weebwholovesuchihasasuke Because you Like/Reblogged
Magneto stands at the edge of the training grounds, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. The air hums with a quiet intensity as he watches Dina practice, his expression unreadable. With a deep breath, he steps forward, his cape billowing slightly in the breeze.
"Dina," he calls out, his voice firm yet gentle.
As she turns to face him, he approaches with measured steps, his eyes studying their face closely. "I am Magneto," he begins, his tone carrying the weight of his name. "I've come to speak with you about something of great importance."
He pauses, searching for the right words. "I know this may come as a shock, but I am your father. I have watched you from afar, knowing that one day this moment would come."
Magneto's gaze softens, a rare vulnerability showing through. "I understand if you have questions, or if you feel anger or confusion. But know that I am here now, and I want to be a part of your life, to help you understand your abilities and your heritage."
He extends a hand, a tentative yet hopeful gesture. "Will you allow me the chance to explain, to show you the truth of who we are?"
'Of course mother had her reasons, everyone does... I don't even know why I'm thinking to hard or getting so emotional about this.... My parents don't like me because I was a brat and a mutant, simple as that.' she thought though her words would soon betray what she thought
All of this new information make hear head ache and her chest feel like someone was stepping in it with the intent of causing her ribcage to cave in. A feeling she was very used to in the cage fight's from when she was a few years younger
"I will let you..." Dina said in reassurance so that she could move on to her current burning question.
"when you and mama... Found solace.. in one another..... Did she know if you were a mutant or not ? Did she have reason to believe I am what I am because of you?" As dina got of that last sentence tear start falling down her face and her voice became squeaky when she spoke while crying?
"would she have still liked me if she knew this power wasn't my fault?"
@weebwholovesuchihasasuke Because you Like/Reblogged
Magneto stands at the edge of the training grounds, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. The air hums with a quiet intensity as he watches Dina practice, his expression unreadable. With a deep breath, he steps forward, his cape billowing slightly in the breeze.
"Dina," he calls out, his voice firm yet gentle.
As she turns to face him, he approaches with measured steps, his eyes studying their face closely. "I am Magneto," he begins, his tone carrying the weight of his name. "I've come to speak with you about something of great importance."
He pauses, searching for the right words. "I know this may come as a shock, but I am your father. I have watched you from afar, knowing that one day this moment would come."
Magneto's gaze softens, a rare vulnerability showing through. "I understand if you have questions, or if you feel anger or confusion. But know that I am here now, and I want to be a part of your life, to help you understand your abilities and your heritage."
He extends a hand, a tentative yet hopeful gesture. "Will you allow me the chance to explain, to show you the truth of who we are?"
After magneto finishes speaking dina nods trying to hold back tears, many questions ran through her head "how are you my father? I very distinctly remember having a father I looked like growing up" she looked up at him expecting an explanation, did her mother commit infidelity which she despised... or was she adopted by the parents who raised her? Hard to tell.
Dina knows her genetic makeup due to the access to the files sinister made of her, egyptian and palestinian was what the file and her parents said, now the German in her DNA data makes sense
"Also why'd you and my mother get together? She was married"
@weebwholovesuchihasasuke Because you Like/Reblogged
Magneto stands at the edge of the training grounds, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. The air hums with a quiet intensity as he watches Dina practice, his expression unreadable. With a deep breath, he steps forward, his cape billowing slightly in the breeze.
"Dina," he calls out, his voice firm yet gentle.
As she turns to face him, he approaches with measured steps, his eyes studying their face closely. "I am Magneto," he begins, his tone carrying the weight of his name. "I've come to speak with you about something of great importance."
He pauses, searching for the right words. "I know this may come as a shock, but I am your father. I have watched you from afar, knowing that one day this moment would come."
Magneto's gaze softens, a rare vulnerability showing through. "I understand if you have questions, or if you feel anger or confusion. But know that I am here now, and I want to be a part of your life, to help you understand your abilities and your heritage."
He extends a hand, a tentative yet hopeful gesture. "Will you allow me the chance to explain, to show you the truth of who we are?"
Dina was confused to say the least.... How is magneto her father; she already had a father back when she was a child. The strong statured man before her seemed genuine in his words but with What she had seen through the actions of her dad, god, and sinister.
She new it was only a matter of time Before before he has her looking up to him, just so that it will be easier to rip her heart from her chest turn his back as she rots.
Dina stares at him with her dark endless eyes and puts her hand in his
"alright then, Ya baba"
("ya baba" is a respectful way of saying father in Arabic)
@weebwholovesuchihasasuke Because you Like/Reblogged
Magneto stands at the edge of the training grounds, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. The air hums with a quiet intensity as he watches Dina practice, his expression unreadable. With a deep breath, he steps forward, his cape billowing slightly in the breeze.
"Dina," he calls out, his voice firm yet gentle.
As she turns to face him, he approaches with measured steps, his eyes studying their face closely. "I am Magneto," he begins, his tone carrying the weight of his name. "I've come to speak with you about something of great importance."
He pauses, searching for the right words. "I know this may come as a shock, but I am your father. I have watched you from afar, knowing that one day this moment would come."
Magneto's gaze softens, a rare vulnerability showing through. "I understand if you have questions, or if you feel anger or confusion. But know that I am here now, and I want to be a part of your life, to help you understand your abilities and your heritage."
He extends a hand, a tentative yet hopeful gesture. "Will you allow me the chance to explain, to show you the truth of who we are?"
Like/reblog for a "I'm your father" starter.
[Does not have to be a confirmed child of Magneto, OCs welcomed]
sharing is caring - hobie brown
instead of seeing hobie as the possessive type, i imagine him to be the type to show you off
consistently claiming that a pretty peng ting like you deserves to be showcased any and everywhere
and that starts with his friends
it starts with him pulling you backstage to meet his other band mates, all very fine darkskin men who seem to adore you although you never met
one of them pulls you to sit next to him on the couch, that smells closest to weed and alcohol, and makes sure he pulls you close
another sits beside you and puts his hand on your knee, making you feel somewhat comforted, unsure prior to meeting them that they would like you
it becomes a little more heated when you’ve been pulled, inch by inch, onto the fifth and final bandmates lap, realizing that a circle’s being formed around you, effectively trapping you in
at some point, you realize what’s happening when the hand that was previously on your knee has been moved to your inner thigh, inching dangerously close to your cunt that’s getting wetter upon your realization
you look to hobie who’s sitting in front of you, who’s already staring at you and you realize that all conversation has stopped in trade of staring at the two of you
“if you want it to stop just say the word and everything gets shut down, understand?” hobie says, now on his knees in front you
the meeting ends with the memories of someone’s cock down your throat, taking it the way you would hobies, who’s arguably larger than the one that’s cumming down your throat for the second time
the meeting ends with you bent over that same couch, going boderline stupid with how deep they were in your pussy, making wet noises that paired with a puddle underneath you from when hobie was sucking on your clit and made you squirt (to losen you up in his words)
it, finally, ends with hobie wiping cum off your face, from when two of his bandmates stood over you and told you to open that “pretty mouth” and seconds later, was told to close it and swallow everything that actually made it into your mouth
and later that night when your reminiscing about how they helped you to your feet and back into your clothes with a kiss to your head (and if they could sneak it, one to your lips) you wondered if next time, you could convince them to fill you up the way you mentioned to hobie when the idea first came to mind
Nightcrawler and his s/o proposing to each other at the same time.
A/N: eeeekkkk, this was precious to write! Thanks for requesting! <3 Pairing: Kurt Wagner x gn!reader
A Mutual Proposal
The X-Mansion balcony, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, offered a breathtaking panorama of the Hudson Valley. Nightcrawler, clad in his civilian attire, nervously fidgeted with a velvet box nestled in his pocket. Tonight, he was determined to ask you, his extraordinary mutant love, to be his forever.
You'd brought the two of you your favorite takeout to eat out on the balcony, dressed up in a fancy basket. Kurt had planned the date. It was somewhat formal, with a table set in the middle and a few candles lit on a white tablecloth draped over the metal table. Then, he'd bamfed in right next you. You jumped slightly, startled by his sudden presence. "Kurt! Oh my god, you scared me half to death!" You exclaimed, a blush creeping up your neck.
Nightcrawler chuckled, his blue fur softening around the edges. "Just a little teleportation trick, Liebling. I wanted to share this view with you," he gestured towards the sprawling landscape bathed in twilight hues, then pulled your chair out for you to sit.
You smiled, a familiar warmth spreading through you. "It's beautiful," you whispered, your gaze lingering on him a beat too long. You followed suit and sat down, Kurt however remained standing. The air crackled with unspoken emotions. This was one of your favorite spots just to catch a moment of peace with one another.
Kurt cleared his throat, taking a deep breath. "There's, uh, something I've been wanting to tell you." He reached into his pocket, his fingers brushing the smooth surface of the box.
Suddenly, you interjected, your voice barely a whisper. "Kurt, I…" You fumbled with the picnic basket, finally pulling out a small, intricately carved wooden box.
You both stared, mouths agape, at the items in each other's hands. Nightcrawler let out a sheepish grin. "Looks like we both have something to say, ja?" he said, his voice laced with amusement.
You burst out laughing, the tension dissolving. "It seems so!" you exclaimed, a playful glint in your eyes. "Alright, Kurt, on three?"
Nightcrawler, ever the gentleman, gestured for you to speak first. "Eins, zwei..." he counted, his voice warm and sincere.
"Drei!" you both blurted out at the same time.
A cacophony of love confessions filled the air. "I love you, Kurt," you finally managed, your voice thick with emotion. "And I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
Nightcrawler, his heart overflowing, beamed back. "Liebling, I was just about to ask you the same thing. I have this ring..." He fumbled with the box, revealing a stunning sapphire ring that shimmered like his beautiful skin.
Tears welled up in your eyes as you reached into your own box. Inside, nestled on a bed of soft velvet, lay a simple silver band inscribed with the words "Mein Liebe" in elegant script. It was a perfect symbol of your love and his native language.
"This is ridiculous," you said, your voice thick with happy tears. "We both planned a proposal, and neither one of us knew."
Nightcrawler chuckled, pulling you into a tight embrace. "Ridiculous, maybe. But perfectly us, wouldn't you say, Schatz?"
You squeezed him back, your heart brimming with joy. "Absolutely perfect."
As the last rays of sunlight dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in a myriad of colors, Nightcrawler slipped the sapphire ring onto your finger. You, in turn, placed the silver band on his. With a shared look of love and laughter, you sealed the deal with a kiss, the X-Mansion balcony bathed in the golden promise of your forever.
Domestic Nightcrawler headcanons
Domestic Nightcrawler Headcanons
Kurt would be surprisingly content with a quiet domestic life. After years of adventuring and facing chaos, he finds solace in routine and normalcy. He enjoys curling up with a good book by a crackling fireplace (his teleporting abilities making it very easy to acquire firewood).
I feel like he'd love spending evenings baking bread or any kind of sweets for that matter. The rhythmic kneading of dough is oddly therapeutic for him, and the delicious scent that fills the house brings him a childlike happiness. Plus, I think he'd love baking cookies and cakes for his s/o.
Breakfast is his specialty. He loves whipping up elaborate omelets with teleported ingredients, teleporting coffee from a cozy Parisian cafe, and even teleporting a single, perfect red rose for his partner.
Movie nights are a must. He loves cuddling on the couch, his tail wrapped protectively around his partner. Kurt is a sucker for films, so he'd have a collection in the house and you'd never run out of movies to watch.
He's definitely a house husband. He'd use his teleporting abilities to make everyday chores a breeze. Need to take out the trash? Bam! It's gone. Need groceries? He can teleport a shopping list directly to the store and bring back the bags in a flash - though he would likely still enjoy strolling through the farmer's market and picking out fresh produce, just cause I feel like he'd want to support local business.
Folding laundry is a chore I think he actually finds oddly calming (?) He likes the act of smoothing out wrinkles and organizing clothes. Plus, with a teleport here and there, he can put laundry away much faster than anyone else. He always looks for ways to help you out any way he can around the house.
When it comes to kids, Kurt would be the most supportive dad ever. He'd instill a strong sense of empathy and kindness in his children. He'd use his experiences with prejudice to teach them to accept others for who they are, regardless of appearance.
Discipline might be a tad unconventional. Grounding wouldn't work – a teleport to their room wouldn't hold much weight. Instead, he'd rely on open communication and creative problem-solving, always trying to understand the root of the issue.
Despite his faith, Kurt can still be plagued by nightmares of his past. He might wake up in a cold sweat, disoriented and needing comfort. His partner would be there for him, holding him close and whispering reassurances until he calms down.
He wouldn't want to burden his partner with his past, but his inability to hide his emotions would make it clear when he's troubled. His partner would appreciate his honesty and offer unwavering support.
Sex - Consent is paramount to Kurt. He'd never pressure his partner and would always prioritize their comfort and enjoyment. Open communication is key, and he'd be happy to discuss boundaries and preferences.
He's a master at creating a sensual atmosphere. Imagine him teleporting flickering candles around the room, or teleporting rose petals all over the bed just for you.
He'd run your bath water for you, letting you relax while he gets the bedroom ready.
Foreplay for Kurt would involve a lot of pampering. He'd treat you like a god or goddess, making sure your needs were met before his.
Kurt cherishes every moment with his partner. Knowing they might get caught up in superhero duties, he might teleport them both to a timeless pocket dimension for a stolen romantic getaway, returning them refreshed and ready to face whatever challenges await.
How do you think Kurt would go about courting someone with a child? The child is not related by blood but the two claim each other as family.
I'll make a headcanon post for this, just because it may be a bit easier to narrow it down! <3
Kurt would absolutely embrace the child as his own, without a doubt. Family means everything to him, seeing as his own mother never had anything to do with him.
Kurt wouldn't rush things. He understands the importance of the child feeling comfortable and secure. He'd focus on building a genuine friendship with them first. If the child ever got around to seeing him as a father figure, Kurt would be absolutely ecstatic.
He'd definitely treat the child's parental figure (his s/o) with the utmost respect in the relationship, setting a good example of what love should be.
He'd absolutely spoil the kid. He'd take the time to learn about the their hobbies. If they loved comic books? He might teleport them to a comic book store with a hidden back room full of rare collectibles. Does the child enjoy sports? He could teleport them to a world-class training facility for a fun afternoon (with all safety measures in place, of course) and with their parent's permission.
He'd stop at nothing to keep the both of you safe, even if that meant putting his own life on the line. You two are his top priority no matter what.
He'd give his partner a break. He'd take the child on fun excursions to the movies or the park. Anything to spend time with them and give you a much needed break.
He'd definitely give in to the child's requests. Even if that meant letting the child play dress up with him as the beautiful princess or letting the child put makeup on him. Kurt would not object if it made them happy.
Despite differences, Kurt would definitely try to show the kid that appearances are skin deep and what truly matters comes from inside, instilling self worth in them and to love themselves.
He wouldn't try to replace the child's other parent. Instead, he'd offer his support and assistance, helping out with chores, homework, or simply being a reliable and fun presence in the child's life.
I'm in love with kurt, can we get some more fluff?
hey honey, thanks for the request! Aren’t we all at least a little bit in love with Kurt? ;)
Having a family with Kurt Wagner
Kurt would be so overprotective once you were pregnant
All over you, 24/7
“Do you need anything, Schatze?” “Let me get that for you, love.”
Would quit going on missions because he wanted to be there for you, even though you told him it wasn’t necessary
Would be very insecure about becoming a dad
“I’m sorry if they look like me.” “Why would you be sorry, darling? You’re the most beautiful person I know.”
Kurt probably faints while you’re giving birth, so he wouldn’t be much help
You give birth to a sweet, healthy, little girl
Kurt would be over the moon
Cries when he first holds her
Is the sweetest dad
Sings his daughter German lullabies
Teaches his daughter German so she grows up in a bilangual household
Loves you both to the moon and back
The other X-Men are like the weird aunts and uncles who stop by now and then
“Uncle Charles said when I’m older I can join you and Papa and be an X-Men!”
You’d probably get a dog and your daughter loves them so much
Kurt would be so chill with your daughter’s s/o
But if they hurt her or break her heart…
There will be hell to pay
Going on family trips together
Loads of adorable family pictures
Your family is the absolute cutest!!
This is how the survivors of the tent massacres are living.
Sinful Desires
X-men Smut/Fluff Drabble
Kurt Wagner x Fem! Mutant! Reader
TW: Brief mention of religious beliefs, mentions of sinning, mentions of heat cycle, nesting habits, dry humping, Kurt wanting to help you sexually, improper confession, etc….
Nothing can describe the way he feels right now, never had it crossed his mind that someone could love Kurt the way he was yet here he was face to face with a woman who was losing herself to the sight of him. You did everything to avoid him because you didn’t want him to see you like this, horny, desperate, absolutely hungry for the man your heart and body craved for. The animalistic instincts from your mutation were begging you to claim him right now but you couldn’t, you couldn’t bring yourself to force him into such a sinful act.
“Get out Angel.”, you growled above him, calling out the same nickname you’d dedicated to him upon your first meeting. You were settled on your bed in a makeshift nest of clothes, blankets, and soft times, all while wearing one of his long baggy shirts.
Kurt could see you were suffering, uncomfortable, practically oozing with sexual frustration and for a moment he wanted to entertain the thought of helping you but that would go against his beliefs. Despite your warnings Kurt slowly got closer to your nest until he was hovering over it. To his surprise you quickly dragged him in, straddling his waist and staring down at him with ferociously hungry eyes.
“(Y/n) dearest, I-I can help…if…if you’d just let me.”, Kurt begged softly, the tip of his tail rubbing against the wet spot over your crotch. You let out a pitiful moan and collapsed against his chest the stimulation was too much for you right now. Kurt continued using his tail to please you but your crying forced him to stop.
“G-Get out…please. It’s not enough…I’ll want more but I can’t.”, you sobbed burying your nose into the crook of his neck.
Kurt frowned before slowly pulling his tail away from your soaked folds, “I can’t bare to see you suffer like this.”, he confessed sweetly, rubbing gentle circles into your arched back.
You whined against his neck and struggled to pull yourself away from him, he helped you sit up but didn’t let go. He wanted to help you, you could see it in his gorgeous gold eyes but this was to much to soon. You both had yet to confess to each other let alone even spend time together, it just wasn’t right. “I love you so much, it drives me insane. My body longs for you but I can’t have you yet, I just know that I’ll scare you away or hurt you…I-I need to stay away.”, you whimpered trying to ignore the pulsing heat between your thighs.
Kurt’s tailed slapped wildly against the bed hearing you say that, he shared similar feelings and would gladly give you his innocence if it meant helping you through your heat. “You could never scare me away, how could I ever run away from the first woman to ever call me an Angel? (Y/n), I love you, I want to be with you. I’m grateful that you take my religious beliefs so seriously but my dear…I would gladly sin for you if it meant snuffing out the heat that troubles your poor womb.”
Your pupils slowly constricted into tiny slits while your soft palms cupped his cheeks, “Kurt you don’t understand the extent of my heats, you don’t understand my feelings…I-I’m obsessed. So obsessed that I want to take you away and have your babies. I want more little elves running around the manor and I just want to hide you away from this cruel world but I can’t. It’s not healthy, I need to get myself in order before I can even think of courting you.”
Kurt feels his tail curling against his back in excitement, his blood is boiling and he’s sure his face is a reddish purple by now from your declaration of love. Now he truly wants to be yours, “I love you.”, he confesses stupidly watching your pouty lips pull into a horny grin.
He can’t help right now, he understands that since he’s to innocent so for now he will do as you ask and leave. Kurt is prepared to leave but not before pecking an innocent kiss to your warm cheek, in the blink of an eye he’s teleported just outside your door and his heartbeat is echoing in his pointed ears. His palms gently cover his flushed cheeks as lewd thoughts swirl in his head, “I-I need to marry her.”, he mutters to himself feeling a strange jolt of desire in his lower regions.
It’s a sin…he know it is…but there is no love without sin. He promises to himself that by your next heat you wouldn’t be able to deny him, you wouldn’t push him away since he’d be the only person to claim your heart. That much was a promise.
thank you xmen ‘97 for blessing my screen with magneto’s tits
—"Even during war, our smile does not disappear"
Venom Nightcrawler !!!!! The Best of Both World's
There's some very stunning images of Nightcrawler with a Venom type symbiote and I just adore it so🥹🥹🥹 but I truly don't know anything about comics, and my vague understanding is he is not he main character of this comic, truly saddening ☹️☹️
Kurt Wagner appreciation post
(Bottom right image is a redraw of a comic panel)
happy pride! here's some trans scott icons. reblogging is appreciated if you're going to use one.
I had an idea for a drawing of Kurt and TJ bc of a Tik tok trend so here’s a WIP
You cannot take this headcanon away from me. Dadneto and Quickson headcanon with kid! Peter.
Peters believes his Dadneto is amazing and idolizes his Magneto persona. Magneto is dramatic and shit and every time he wears a cape a wind comes in to have it flap. So, Peter grapes a blanket and makes a makeshift and helmet. Being all the dramatic.
Erik, it brings a tears to his eyes.
Ain't nothing sexier than a man with long curly hair
my horrendous attempt at giving Magneto the Dark Seduction magnetism hair that Polaris had. HE DESERVES IT.
This line is a proof that Erik’s helmet is technically his mental chastity belt which prevents his mind from having Charlesex:
💥
i'll edit your favs with a Palestine flag! my inbox is open HERE
Lolo the only survivor after the bombing of her house. All we are left with is my niece. I cannot bear losing her after I lost my brother. Please, we suffered from bombing, hunger, and displacement. Help me get out of the war zone to safety. You are our only hope for survival. Please donate or share the link.
Dina khoury is mothering like never before!
a bamf bringing his mom a present 🖤
@weebwholovesuchihasasuke
i love Dina with my whole heart and I loved drawing her . I had so much fun with her design .
I just saw a Palestinian holding the headless body of a child in Rafah, in front of smoke and flames. This is what the ethno-nationalist ideology of Zionism has lead to. This is what western-backed, racist, genocidal imperialism looks like - a man holding a limp, headless child.