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Whatever trick this is⌠whatever sick bastard is using your voice⌠your soul⌠youâre dead. And I rule me.
X-Men: Legacy v2 #11
âso⌠did you miss me?â (I had to xD)
five word prompts
Currently: accepting
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âOf fucking course I missed you!â Jeremy said with a broad grin as he pulled his brother into a hug. âHopefully you havenât been raising too much hell without me.â
âYou BETTER.â David mused with a step forwards, arms open to welcome Jeremy into a brotherly embrace. âUH...â He grinned cheekily, stepping back to get a good look at his half sibling. â-- - you know ME, Goldilocks, Iâm ALWAYS on my best behaviour.â
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     â might i remind you, david, that in this household, we rest our feet firmly on the floor, NOT the COFFEE TABLE. â
     especially not a coffee table which had been in said household for more than five generations, and was worth more than his finest three piece suit. but that, he hoped, WENT WITHOUT SAYING.
     he hoped.
     However RELUCTANT the unstable mutant was, with a COLOURFUL mutter and a grumble under his breathe, David shifted his bunny slipper covered feet from the table.
     But rather than simply putting them down on the FLOOR like anyone else might have, the young manâs next move was to perch them on the armrest of the couch heâd been vegetating on.
     â-- - HAPPY?â
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   â Are you sure youâre alright? If not, I can always make you hot chocolate or something - if you want. â
     âI -- - Iâm FINE. Just need a minute to, yâknow, âGATHER MY THOUGHTSâ. Wouldnât say NO to a CHEEKY WEE hot chocolate though.â
Charles Xavier & David Charles HallerÂ
Dan Stevens as David Haller in Legion
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âI guess I just donât like to think it is.â Charles lead back into his chair a little more. âI do. I turned my house in a school for MUTANTS and hopefully one day have NON MUTANTS as well.â
âSo, you BELIEVE human and mutantkind could one day COEXIST side by side?â He asked curiously, intrigued to find such a sentiment, and one that he AGREED with. But inside, the voices taunted him and he physically twitched, blinking a little quicker as he tried his best to keep the more ROWDY personaâs at bay.
Okay. Letâs talk about it. | LEGION trailer | x
âI think I can make a guess to HOW BUSY it is.â He knew that David was UNSTABLE so he was being careful but still honest with him. He ATTEMPTED a smile. âCharles Xavier.â The telepath shook his head. âIâm just a PROFESSOR .â
âIâD say being a Professor is PRETTY IMPORTANT.â David remarked idly, arms rested against the metallic table in front of him, fingers fiddling and fidgeting as he stared down at them. âDo you TEACH people like me? MUTANTS, I mean.â
âYes Iâm A TELEPATH.â He wasnât sure what the other mutation was just yet. He couldnât  picked up on it. there was so many abilities and it confused Charles. âYour thoughts are loud enough that I donât have to.â He tapped the side of his head. âGo looking AROUND in there.â
âYou should hear it from MY side.â The unstable mutant mused to himself with a drop of his gaze, yet despite the ATTEMPT at light hearted humour, his features betrayed him, remaining pensive, FULL of concentration. âWho are you?â He asked looking the man up and down. âYou look... IMPORTANT.â
   â - CHARLES ? I didnât know he had other kids besides the oneâs he adopts. â Of course, she felt such a group included herself after so many months of being within the school. To find he had an ACTUAL child was something new, but definitely something that she was interested in.Â
   â Would that make us siblings in a sense ? Because itâd be nice to have a sibling, honestly. Promise I wonât do the mundane sibling things like prank, or tell on you when you do something wrong - unless itâs something really bad. â
     The boy nodded his head, ALL TOO used to the surprise on peopleâs faces whenever they discovered that the unique looking young man in front of them was in fact the respected Professorâs SON. He knew heâd NEVER live up to Charles Xavierâs name, and it made admitting his parentage all the more difficult and painful each and EVERY time.
     âHe didnât know I existed until a few years ago. Mum... she thought it would be best, for him AND for me.â He looked off to the side. Silently, he wondered what his life might have been like if heâd known his father better, if heâd GROWN UP with him. Would he still be the unfortunate bag of bat-@ÂŁ$%-crazy he was now?
     âIf youâre a daughter of his, then yeah, I guess we ARE.â The thought of a sibling was certainly inviting, but at the same time, it TERRIFIED him. She was just another person he could unwittingly let down in the moments where he lacked TRUE control, or WORSE.
Legion (David Haller) by Jorge Molina   //  Marvel Comics
The son of Charles Xavier and Gabrielle Haller who would become Israel ambassador to Great Britain, David Charles Haller is the powerful Omega-level mutant known as Legion. He possesses thousands of mutant abilities ranging from telekinesis to reality warping, but each power is controlled by a different persona, which could be either benevolent or malevolent.
Legion is an immensely powerful Omega-Level mutant suffering from Dissociative Identity Disorder, with each persona manifesting and controlling a different superhuman ability. Originally only psychic in nature, Davidâs powers now include physical mutants.
To date, he has displayed telepathy, telekinesis, pyrokinesis, shape-shifting, time-travel, teleportation, superhuman strength, sonic blasts, flight, a prehensile tongue, X-ray vision, super speed, inter-reality and interstellar travel, creating a field of absolute absence of heat and love, skin manipulation, healing, lycanthropy, transmutation to salt, omniscience, time control, duplicate generation upon physical contact, weaponâs mastery, emotion manipulation, pain transference (âliving voodoo dollâ), spirit absorption / body control, generation of armor made from various substances, teleportation to the presence of specific people rather than location and the ability to restructure all of reality. The specifications and limits of each power has never been made known or tested. (X)
1st Appearance The New Mutants #25 - The Only Thing to Fear⌠(1985)
âI donât think you are CRAZYâŚâ The professor spoke honestly to the other. What had they been telling him there? ââ Yes David, Iâd like to help you.â
âYouâre a mutant, arenât you? A TELEPATH?â He knew that already, heâd known since the first moment heâd picked up the other manâs presence, telepathy being just one of the MANY abilities David unwillingly harboured. âJust so you know, I WOULDNâT go wandering around up there...â He admitted, tapping the side of his own head. â-- - itâs, uh... NO PICNIC in there, I can promise you that.â
   â - YouâŚactually got it right. Itâs a RIFT; I can make a rift to wherever I wish, & a few other abilitiesâŚâ
   Thereâs no denying that sheâs a bit IMPRESSED by his knowledge; most other students would have thought it as something more like a tear in reality than in space itself, so to finally hear someone call it by the right name is foreign, yet welcomed. Itâs after his name is given that curiosity spikes higher, remembering him mention this book being his FATHERâS favorite.Â
   â David; whoâs your father exactly ? Heâs not scary is he ? He seems nice, but just in caseâŚÂ â
     âHey, Iâm not as STUPID as I LOOK... at least... I HOPE not...â
     A smile tugged at the corners of Davidâs lips. Although his comment was something of a joke, a light hearted poke at his own appearance, it wasnât a COMPLETE lie. In comparison to his father, he supposed he DID look rather odd to most people. Whatâs more, he had enough untameable hair for both himself AND his father, which he found all the more ironic since the old Professor was certainly quite follically challenged, to put it POLITELY.
     âMy fatherâs Charles Xavier, or Professor X, whatever you prefer. Scary though...? UH... I know heâs not someone you want to push TOO FAR, but generally most folk seem to like him, heâs... heâs well RESPECTED.â
The more he denied his father, the more he resembled him. But not so much the kindhearted Xavier that the mortals saw, or even the students he took under his wing at that school of his.
Rather, it was a familiar flicker of a creature that had plagued Apocalypse decades prior, and nearly cost him his son Genesis.
Onslaught.
As much as the creature had nearly destroyed everything, he couldnât help but smile, a sinister smirk spreading slightly across his extended blue lips. Red eyes glowing to the point that his pupils where devoured in a sea of red.
â The disciple Peter denied his teacher three times before the rooster crowed to welcome the coming day.
How many times will you do the same, before the bird calls for you?â
David didnât PARTICULARLY like the way Apocalypse was looking at him, like a creature eyeing itâs prey, just waiting for itâs guard to fall just a little before DEVOURING the unsuspecting soul whole. Of course, he didnât think the towering mutant was about to eat him, at least he HOPED he wasnât, but the analogy remained, he couldnât be sure what the mutant was getting at, whether there was a hidden agenda behind his words or not.
He had a STRONG feeling, however, that it wouldnât NECESSARILY be the latter.
âAs many as it takes for folk to see me for who I am, not WHAT I am or... or the things Iâve done.â He replied a mulish manner, arms falling to his sides as he shoveled his hands into his trouser pockets, shoulders slightly hunched, all too used to keeping his head down, never wanting to draw any further UNWANTED attention.
âIf youâre lookinâ for a new student to take under your wing, youâre barkinâ up the wrong tree.â The Scot spoken mutant added, narrowing his eyes a little. âI want to make a REAL difference in the world... my dad, heâs... got the right idea, but I donât BELIEVE in how he goes about it. I want to help people ânâ thereâs really no way of sayinâ that without soundinâ like a @ÂŁ$%^&* idiot.â He mused to himself. âNot that youâd understand it, wantinâ to actually HELP folk.â