#salvation-ink

[actually-i-prefer-magneto]

salvation-ink replied to your post:salvation-ink replied to your post:I am so not...

Nope. forever stuck to you. congrats, you are the lead magnet complete with refrigerator abilities that cause things to stick to you

[actually-i-prefer-magneto]

salvation-ink replied to your post:I am so not happy with the result of this Magnet...

YOU CANNOT REFUSE IT. IT’S STUCK TO YOU. LIKE A MAGNET.

That is a lie. I will find a way to make the title go away.

[mcu-supersoldiers]

Cooling Off// salvation-ink// Steve + Omega!Erik

It was three months since Fury had brought Steve the omega as a pet, complete with registration and ownership papers. The first few days had been rough, but once the abused man called Erik had been willing to trust that Steve wouldn't hurt him, they had quickly settled into a pleasantly domestic friendship. Erik had his own room, a closet full of clothes, and more freedom than most owners allowed their omegas. Steve took him to movies, out to dinner, on errands. The thin black ribbon with the shining silver tag around his neck the only evidence that he was anything other than just another man.

The morning that Steve woke up and smelled something different, he hastily packed a duffel bag to escape the house before Erik went fully into his heat. It was a topic they had discussed at length. Erik didn't want to leave home, so Steve checked into a hotel just fifteen minutes away. He had purchased Erik several... sexual instruments to help sate his overwhelming lust and need in the absence of an Alpha to rut him.

He waited, patiently, knowing the first day would be just a warm up, and after that Erik would be in heat anywhere from three to seven days. Erik was supposed to call once he was lucid again, so Steve could go home and help him recover.

[mcu-supersoldiers]

"Please stay" (could be Steve or Bucky all the angst fft)

Bucky rushed to the hospital the second he got the call. He hadn’t even heard past ‘Erik’ and ‘hospital’ before he was out the door. He made quite a commotion at the front desk before they finally told him where he was. He was shaking with tension by the time he was let to the ICU.

Erik was a mess, covered in bandaged almost everywhere. What wasn’t covered on his face was still scattered with ugly stitched up cuts. One of his legs was raised and in a cast, and he was attached to a respirator to keep him breathing.

"He might not make it, it’s good you came when you did." The doctor said softly. Bucky nodded in acknowledgement before he was left alone in the room. He pulled a chair up to the bed and carefully took Erik’s hand.

"Babe? Stay with me, mein schatz." he choked out, trying to keep himself together.

[kxnetic]

☤ (I'm an awful person ffft)

Send me a "☤" For my muses reaction to waking up with your muses head between their legs.

Shaw had gotten used to Erik curled up beside him, his spine against the older man's torso, head resting against the energy manipulator's shoulder. It was how the magnetist could easiest fall asleep, and Shaw wouldn't deny enjoying keeping the other close even in sleep.

But when the sun filtered in through the slits in the blinds, waking Shaw up slowly, Erik was not curled into his chest. Rather, the young man was settled between his legs, head nuzzles into the juncture of the older man's hip. An affectionate chuckle escaped Shaw's lips as he slowly sat up, not wanting to jostle the other.

           "Am I a better pillow than the ones up here?"

[dxngermagnet-blog]

My Tumblr Crushes:

telepathique (7%)

groovyxgenes (6%)

txlepathetic (6%)

salvation-ink (5%)

cerebri (5%)

cxlmyourmind (4%)

actually-i-prefer-magneto (4%)

themerrymutants (3%)

mutantxpower (3%)

Jamie's still here twice. I stg.

[dxrcylewis]

✿ (all the smoochies for erik)

12: ghost kiss

You are a morning whisperof sunlight, drifting throughthe mansion on rollerskatesthat make Charles so madhe turns pink when he yellsand it makes you laugh.It makes Erik laugh too, buthe does it in secret, behindhis hand, as if Charles can'ttell that he's the only onemad about how quickly youcan get from the study tothe kitchen.                                           Eventually he stops arguing                                           and they become so used to                                           the sound of wheels on wood                                           that Erik never notices when                                           you tip-toe barefoot into the                                           kitchen after spending a night                                           alone in the woods.(You were seeking yourself  in the trees, in the lake,  in the damp earth and  in the moon, but you  came up empty and  alone again. )                                           Your kiss haunts him,                                           the hummingbird quick                                           touch of lips to lips until                                           sparks of electricity danced                                           between tongues, barely there                                           but lingering all the same.He watches you go.And feels the pit ofhis stomach drop tohis knees. He knowsone morning youwon't come back.

[professorshowoff]

salvation-ink replied to your post:☱

THAT’S FUCKIN RUDE ADRIAN