𝓓𝓞𝓝'𝓣 𝓒𝓡𝓨 𝓜𝓔𝓡𝓒𝓨

[battleworldhqs]

[magnetowasright]

skylinesavior:

fearlessavior:

I’m a blind lawyer with a history of incarceration and personal tragedy. 

                             What in that make-up makes you think I                                                                          have a sense of humor?

[thedarkheir]

[magnetowasright]

thedarkheir:

    I am Robin. Son of Batman. 

                                                         And that’s all you need to know!

[magnetowasright]

sorry i haven’t been too active since i came back, college has really been kicking my butt lately and i need to focus on that. next week should be better after all the paper are done and i’ll be around.

i’m also making this post because i want to make two more accounts at a later date and i’m not good at making themes, so i was wondering if anyone here could make me the themes for these accounts?? i can’t do a lot in photoshop but if anyone is able to do the themes for me, i’ll make you a lot of icons and not just base icons i can do other stuff to them !! so if you can make me the two themes you can IM me or message me and we can talk about all of it. thank you.

[magnetowasright]

    HERO. SAVIOR.

                                                                      TERRORIST. VILLAIN.

[toutoi-deactivated20180614]

            he wants to punch him. being fair half the time he wants to punch him and then the other half they manage to maintain the sort of at-a-distance friendship that only works like that: at a distance. charles huffs.              ❝ i hate to tell you this, but you aren’t magic, erik. so unless you’ve got a high powered magnet up your ass, we need to GET A MOVE ON. ❞

[magnetowasright]

             erik has to resist the urge to ROLL his eyes. it’s exactly what he expected the other to say, but he knows better than to argue in this situation right now.        “i DON’T, if you were curious about it. but fine, i’’m coming right along. i don’t exactly have a wish to get shot.” 

[pentacute]

we were never in love, but, oh god, we could have been. ( insp. )

[toutoi-deactivated20180614]

            ❝ you’re cute, you’re adorable. i LOVE what you’ve done with your hair. —— but people are shooting at us so could we do this LATER, love? ❞

starter for anyone tho.

[magnetowasright]

           “oh, PLEASE. do you really believe that i’m going to allow either one of us to get hurt, old friend?? though, this is certainly one way to see one another again.” 

[magnetowasright]

guess who has decided to return to this blog because it was missed so much. that would be me, yes. i miss erik way too much tbh so here i am. back again to do this. 

[magnetowasright]

okay general post. i haven’t been on recently because once again my side has started to act up. my medical insurance finally kicked in so i can go to a doctor finally. so i’ll be gone for just a few more days but i miss everyone!

[acertainfemininemystique]

HI GUYS GUESS WHAT??? MY FIVE YEAR ANNIVERSARY IS COMING UP ON JULY FIFTH!!

yup that’s right. in five days, i’ll have been on this blog for five whole years. crazy right?? anyway! so what this five days of five is, is me doing something new everyday! all leading up to a big MUN VIDEO on the actual fifth. so PLEASE feel free to start sending in questions now! in the meantime, here’s the first thing of five!!

                                              BIAS LIST!!

the ones that were here since the start (or nearly) @they-call-me-professor-x / @thexrealxmccoy @marching-to-the-sound-of-iron @hellsgatekeeper @kissofmistletoe @deceiver-of-fools @dropmyneedlejarvis​ / @falconinthesky​ @adaptedandsurvived @badsciencebanner @sandsofchaos @prodigalvirus @windsweptsilver @kniivesandlint​ @xnikt​ @notweaponx​

the ones i’ve come to adore with my whole heart @stumblcd @ziischeln / @toiveikkain @groovyxgenes @regenerable @mutantmasterofmagnetism / @profxisajerk @ourburden / @youragony @goesfaster / @ourbirthright @ternrnpest @allthisdeath @fcst @veryincrediblenightcrawler / @knowswhoyouare @niedobitek @scarlxtqueen @viewsred @strxngwinds @emmafrrost / @ireneadlller @wyslyyzr / @peacefight @ourgiftishope @dxngermagnet @tyranusss (you get a special shoutout cause i love you so much) @prxfessors-pet @xazazel @summershavok @reigninghavok 

the ones i so want to play more with @antimagnetico @eisenhart @mcgnetic @instinctiveliar / @fallenregiimes / @nomoremutcnts @underoosed @outlawiism @ashesofcaptivity @fcmes @mutantfirst @defenestratio @learnedskill @forcsight @magnetowasright @mvgnetrix @broadwaybovnd @servinglies @ashesofdeath @missicnreport @theskeptiic @cxnfidante @sovietperil @mariabclla @capaciitor @explosiivity @thatyellowjacket @indvstries @munichsbluedevil @negasoniic @devilout @yourxcreator 

the ones i’ve never played with but NEED to! @wclfheart @nclimits @inevitablc @sxrieux @luxbringer @whiskeybreath @galahadry @artcfwar @fearcontrol @wandica @wildtypc @antmansbff @burgledthem @energetia @nexus-being @snaremaker @psyloaded @iindiscriminate @neighbcr @xgamora @motherofasgard @nottxbe 

[kairuru-art]

The moment you log in your social account after so many years.

Erik was too bored in the jail (^^^) {^^^) (^^^)

[cordeliabarton]

It had been a startling revelation when the picture came on the news. The screen was small and the voices were pitched but she knew it was him. A day will come, Cordelia, when you have to confront that part of your past. Steve had told her that numerous times. Erik was the last piece of the puzzle that she hadn’t really—

—no that was a lie. Barney was still out there.

But Erik was a pretty big damn piece. A crush (a love?) she’d never quite put to rest in her mind and in her heart. Hell, she carried those seven letters he sent her everywhere and she could speak them from memory when pressed. Why he’d made such an impression no one could really tell her.

Perhaps this chase was why. 

Destiny does funny things to people. It froze Cap for 25 years in the ice. It helped Tony create a flying metal suit. It allowed Cordelia Francis Barton – a carnie with no powers or super-anything – to become an Avenger. And right now, Dr. Banner reminded her, the most important one of them all.

Stepping into the bar, she managed to get the whole room’s attention. Her full length purple dress cut a deep ‘V’ down her chest and clung to her curves. Sitting next to him, she smiled.

“It’s been a long time, Mister Magnetism.”

[magnetowasright]

    it didn’t take much to realize that everyone’s heads in the room had seemed to turn towards the entrance. and as erik heard the familiar tone of voice, there was a heavy sigh, drink carefully sat down on the bar. he knew the name well, though they had been face-to-face for only a few hours quite a few years back, it had been a voice that he couldn’t forget. truly erik hadn’t thought they would meet again after the events in cuba. his life had taken a new path in life --- and once he had gone to prison, he had never once thought it’d would ever happen. and yet here she was in ireland. he knew why she was here too. 

     somehow, over the years he had last seen her, cordelia barton had become an avenger. and that made her his enemy. he remained calm, glass once more in his hand as he brought it to his lips before he finally turned his head to look over her. not much had changed in appearance. clothing options certainly had, it seemed. 

   “ah, cordelia. or, should i just call you hawkeye now?? i was wondering when one of you little avengers would catch up to me. the only reason i haven’t ended your life the second you stepped in here is because of our little bit of history together. do not think i will hesitate in ensuring my freedom if you try anything. lift one finger to take me in and everyone in this bar will die right before your eyes.” 

[magnetowasright]

     the fire nation had taken EVERYTHING from him when they had taken control. when he had been a young boy, his family had lived in peace, away from the other water tribes. home had been a LOVING and kind place until the soldiers had found them. their house had been burned to mere ashes --- his mother and father KILLED in cold blood because of their attempts to plea for the lives of their children. his uncle, killed. his sister, killed. his entire family MURDERED before his own eyes. even to this day, erik knew the only reason he had lived was because his father had sent him off to do a chore. he’d been gone for a little while only to RETURN to the massacure of his family. he’d only been ten years old, still learning how to waterbend. he could only watch in horror before he had darted off and FLED. 

     over the next few years, erik had found safety in the southern water tribe. a family had been KIND enough to take him in, but it could never replace the gaping hole in his heart for the family that he had LOST. through his teenage years, he had continued to learn the art of his bending. he was a fast learner, everyone said. it hadn’t taken much time for him to master the art of waterbending and there had been a few moments where he had allowed himself to believe that things could be okay. the fire nation had yet to reach their boarders. 

      but nothing ever truly LASTS FOREVER. now an adult at the age of twenty-three, erik had been quick to volunteer for a scouting mission. there had been rumors of the fire nation making an attack on one of the water tribes, and erik would NOT allow his second home to be ripped from him. NEVER AGAIN. the mission went south on the fifth day. they were well away from the tribe when the attack had come. all around him, his brethren fell. and those that survived were TAKEN. he had been one of the few that had survived and taken prisoner. and so the horrors began again. they had been taken to a prison where erik had spent the next four years of his life. the guards were not afraid to abuse their prisoners for any LITTLE thing. he had watched as another survivor from his tribe had been beaten to death. and then --- something inside of erik just SNAPPED. 

    the ability had come suddenly. he was angry, frustrated and when and an elephant rat had curried into his cage, he wanted to LASH out at something. it felt like waterbending, from what he remembered. but instead of controlling water, he found himself CONTROLLING the elepahnt rat. the moon had been full that night. another prisoner had seen it occur, and soon they had made a plan of escape. the young girl, hama, had learned she possessed a similar skill whenever the moon was FULL. trapped and caged, they practiced their ability for months on the same creatures until they were ready. the night of the next full moon had come and hama and he and used the technique they had deemed as bloodbending to control the guards to ESCAPE the prison. another year passed with the two of them keeping a low profile. over that year, they slowly grew in their new bending art, and erik had found that he could bloodbend WITHOUT the full moon present. ( hama was still tied to that, they had found ) once his skills had been honed, erik bid his goodbyes for the time being and set off to the firebending prison that held many of his fellow waterbenders. he killed without REMORSE with both of his abilities. and he freed the prisoners. from that day forward, erik ( having let his hatred and anger twist himself ) made a name for himself. erik lehnsherr --- the man who HUNTED down firebenders and ended their lives. 

      at twenty-nine years old, he found himself in the northern water tribe after a recent mission of his. he was TIRED, had collected a wound or two. ( nothing serious beyond a few scrapes ) this may not be his tribe, but perhaps they would allow him to REST. he could feel eyes on him as he came forward. “my name is erik lehnsherr. i was hoping you would all be KIND enough to allow me to rest here for the night,” he stated to the many eyes on him.

@ourburden

[wordsnquotes]

Memories are dangerous things. You turn them over and over, until you know every touch and corner, but still you’ll find an edge to cut you.

Mark Lawrence, Prince of Thorns  (via pettydabblex)

[magnetowasright]

     erik was --- EXHAUSTED. he knew what it meant to be on the run. he had been fully aware of all that it had entailed, but when a group of super heroes ON TOP of governments across the world were after you, things could get a bit....tiring. after his statement on live television calling for mutants to join together, hand-in-hand to take this world, he had been defeated by those he had once called FRIEND. there had been no other choice but to run. ten years locked away like an animal had been enough for him. and so he was on the run from many people who wanted to bring him in. ( and one such group was the AVENGERS )

      he had made it out of the united states. he had been on the run for WEEKS now, and only stayed in a place for just a few days lest someone manage to find him. magneto had made it to ireland --- a small town called kinsale. he kept a LOW profile. he hadn’t shaved since this had all started, allowing for his stubble to grow, a cap on his head to help with the disguise. currently erik was in a bar, hand wrapped around a beer. it was a moment to REST before he left the town that night. he wasn’t sure how well the avengers had managed to keep up with him so far. 

@cordeliabarton

[natasharromanova]

[magnetowasright]

okay replies have been drafted and once i write up the starters i need to do, i will tackle as many as i can today. woo productivity !!