#mutanthope

[xshow-me-some-moxie]

Just Some Friendly Advice

[“The weather had turned colder than my ex-wife’s heart, which was saying something since Felicia could make an iceberg want a jacket. The snow had been coming down in fits and spurts for days building up in the streets, driving even the most hardy of individuals inside.

I had managed to find one of the only open gin joints in the big apple and taken up residence on the stool furthest from the door. Going back to the cave meant Dollface asking questions that I didn’t want to answer just yet. So, instead, I was sitting there at the bar, staring into the bottom of a glass.”]

Peter was not having the best day. Not only were things still not completely copacetic between Erik and himself, but he’d just had to fight and kill the spectre of his Uncle Ben. It had left him in an even worse mood than he usually was. Rubbing his palm over his cheek he sighed, his stubble was growing in thicker than he normally let it, but he hadn’t had the will to bother shaving. He was all up in knots about potentially gumming the works with Erik again, and it didn’t lend well to his productivity.

Shaking his head Peter got the bar tender’s attention and ordered another drink, draining half the glass of whiskey in one go. Maybe if he got drunk enough he’d find a way out of the doghouse he was in. 

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[starrphantom]

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Ava couldn’t remember the last time she’d had so much fun that didn’t require pain afterwards or running from the law. Helping out Death to do something good and actually succeeding, not to mention getting to save Scott, it was a big elevation to her ego to finally have something go right for once. All of that work, however, had knocked her out the entire night. Without the pain of her powers keeping her awake, it was a blessing in disguise to not toss and turn like she usually did. Until she needed to reach for her glass of water. The bed had shifted somewhat, something else in it weighing it down next to her, and there was an added warmth she didn’t expect. She paused in the reaching of her glass to find a man in the bed next to her, undressed down to the waist. Her first instinct was to snap his neck and be done with it - Scott would never have to find out about this - but her newly-acquired conscience was telling her differently. Instead, she placed a hand on his neck to check for a pulse. Not dead. And very much real. This wasn’t a dream. Ava planted her feet against his stomach and pushed him out of her bed as hard as she could.

[bamfingblueberryelf]

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Kurt was consistently find it difficult to not only sleep, but to navigate the world while awake as well. Everything was so scrambled that he couldn’t be sure most of the time what happened where or who knew who else. For that reason, when he wasn’t trying to regain his balance he was usually sitting and writing down everything he could think to try and unscramble everything.

Kurt’s hands still took getting used to, but after some practice he was able to get them to form the usual German letters he needed as he wrote. He didn’t think that someone would try and read his noted or that the would understand half of them if they could. It was simply the language he used the most.

Kurt was sitting at the kitchen table again, staining more pages with fractured memories, notations, and questions. He was so absorbed in his work that he didn’t hear the person approaching until they were in the kitchen with him. Without putting his pen down, he turned to see who it could be.

Seeing that it was Charles, Kurt’s face split into a grin. His notes were suddenly forgot as he turned to his school’s headmaster. “Professor!” the acrobat moved to slide off his chair and had to catch himself on the table so he didn’t sprawl on the ground in front of his teacher. He pulled himself up before walking to him, his arms out to greet him. “Professor, you are here! And walking! We are so glad to see you,” he told him, patting his back. He was relieved to see that someone else was benefiting from the situation as well.

[kingdomofhellfire]

Truth or Dare: Every Witch Way but Cockney || Charles & Shaw

Shaw was a bit proud of his dare for Charles. Hearing him speak with that accent was hilarious, maybe even a touch endearing that he went along with it, and he was tempted to get him to talk all day long. Charles’ revenge was another matter. Finding appropriate quotes from the third book of a mystical creatures in modern times detective smut series was proving to be a creative task at the minimum. But Shaw was not ready to back down. “Well, well, well, I thought, as the rims of Trent’s ears went red. I hadn’t known Quen had the authority to tell Trent what to do.”

[shieldunigossipgirls]

Oh la la~

Look’s like Mr. Powerhouse and Megamind broke in the New Year the best way possible.

[kingdomofhellfire]

I Can Explain || Charles & Shaw

Shaw was an adult and a business man. He understood that sometimes there were going to be conversations that needed to be had regardless of how much you would rather not. His reaction to the Wilson child had been called for as far as he was concerned. But Charles obviously felt differently.

Now, with a day between them and the party, Shaw felt there had been enough time for things to settle. He stopped in front of Charles' office and knocked.

[kingdomofhellfire]

I Know What You're Thinking || Charles & Shaw

Not for the first time, Shaw considered quitting teaching all together. Between the cure, Kelly, his business and Hellfire Club business working on a syllabus seemed ridiculous. It was an idle threat, too much was going on here to lose his position, but one he considered all the same. He was expecting Charles soon, he had said that he wanted to discuss matters. Perhaps the cure was coming along better than anticipated.

There was a knock at the door. "Come in," he called out. "I'm in the study."

[shieldunigossipgirls]

What do you think of the Charles Bruce max triangle

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