#magnetictm

[genotypiic-a]

“there’s no need for you to lurk about the house in the dark, erik. you’re more than welcome to come sit with me or do as you please.” the comment comes after erik has scared the life out of him in the kitchen.

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[allphoenix-blog]

text] The bar would not accept my money. I have reached God status here

[ text ] :    either that or they’re scared of you[ text ] :    i guess that’s the same thing right?[ text ] :    drinks are on you from now on tho

texts from last night!@magnetictm   accepting.

[eatrude]

@magnetictm 

“ -- you should consider the benefits of GENUINE therapy, Erik. “  it comes in the wake of a nightmare, Hannibal present outside his door.  “ I could ease this, too, if you asked.  If you wanted.  Nightmares a simple thing to be rid of ... “ 

[posedthreat]

“HOW D’YOU FEEL ‘BOUT JOINING ME BY THE POOL?” Quinn grinned as he looked at the other male, head cocking to the side just a touch as he let out a soft hum. “Was thinkin’ about working on my tan, so...”   /   @magnetictm ; sc.

[theycallmescarletwitch]

New Beginning | Closed

Wanda Maximoff dreamt of fire. She was trashing in her sleep, red serpents of her powers manifesting around her as in defence from an unknown danger. Nightmares had always haunted her whenever her beloved brother wasn’t by her side. He had left earlier that day to look for a new hideout for them, as the small abandoned cottage at the edge of the forest wasn’t safe for them anymore. People form the nearby village had started whispering that a witch lived there. No one cared that said witch was just a thirteen year old girl, a terrified mutant who just couldn’t control her powers. None of that mattered. Wanda and Pietro had taken many painful lessons that those whispers would soon turn into a crowd with torches. It was better to leave before they got that idea.

Mind deep in a nightmare, the young mutant couldn’t hear people outside, the crack of a broken window or a thud of a flaming bottle hitting the wooden floor. It was thick, chocking smoke that finally woke her up. As the nightmare became reality, Wanda desperately tried to get out. Crimson manifestation of the chaos within her seemed to protect her from the flames, but was not enough against poisonous smoke. Coughing and choking, Wanda was trying to get to the exit. She was convinced that her powers caused the inferno she was about to die in. After all, it wouldn’t be the first time...

Weaker by every moment, intoxicated by the fumes, she stumbled on her feet. She was close, so close when she fell on her knees, unable to walk anymore. With more the power of her will than strength of her muscles, Wanda crawled further until she bumped into someone. She looked up but in wasn’t Pietro. Surely some villager who came to finish what her fires started. He was kneeling by her, saying something, but her intoxicated mind couldn’t make the words.

“It wasn’t my fault, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” she whispered voicelessly before collapsing into this man’s arms.

@magnetictm

[redsight]

fuck it, kiss erik

FIRST FIVE ASKS GET A KISS  (2/5) ; accepting ;  magnetictm

THIS IS WILD. and he is sure that if the professor finds out, he will be angry, maybe upset. disappointing? he isn’t sure. Genosha is a nice place to be and scott heals properly from everything lately there. he spends his days helping the people and the nights celebrating a day’s work or just getting to know the mutant better. it was strange at first, how much he agreed with erik with so many things, while maintaining a vision of the future that was different.  and then one night, perhaps it’s the loneliness he feels since jean or that he feels he knows erik the most from everyone on the island that makes him launch forward and lean his head to kiss the elder.

it’s quick and soft and scott knows to pull down before both of them can think about it and he mumbles a small. “I’m sorry?” but it comes out as a question, he backs down slightly.