#shawneto

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@sebastianshaw

Another wonderful edit done.

[sebastianshaw]

I just love Magneto scruffing Shaw like a naughty kitten

[thecorteztwins]

Pleas tell me more about Shaw/Magneto

Hey there friend! I’m sorry I kept you waiting a couple days on this. But Christmas was too busy for me to sit down and do the essay this deserves, and then the day after I had mega computer trouble. And it did unfortunately turn into an essay, so I put it under a cut for the sheer fucking length. I’m sorry, I just have too much time on my hands. I also have a Shaw blog @sebastianshaw if you want to send more questions there!

Okay, so in the 1980s, Magneto (who was no longer the Brotherhood leader at this time, but had reformed and was teaching the New Mutants) and Storm both joined the Hellfire Club, hoping to use its resources for good and foil its evil from within before it could start (rather than just attacking them every time they got up to shit) and because things were getting worse for mutants at this point than they had been before, and ALL of them figured they had a better chance together. Magneto and Storm jointly occupied the seat of White King, but Storm had a lot of other shit going on, so it was really only ever Magneto who showed up and got involved. The reasons why Shaw and Magneto would clash both personally and politically is easy to see, and they did so a lot, even though Shaw is the guy who invited him in in the first place. So, where’s the gay here? Well, the thing is, Shaw and Magneto didn’t just have these arguments while sitting or standing around fully clothed like normal people. Oh no. They had to have their shirts off. And tussle around on the floor together. While shirtless. After having both come out of the Hellfire Club’s men’s bathroom WITH NO EXPLANATION AS TO WHAT THEY WERE DOING THERE. And then METAL TENTACLES got involved.

Philosophy, he says. Yup, that definitely looks like every philosophical discussion that I’ve ever had. I’m sure things would have gotten even MORE philosophical if the ladies hadn’t interrupted. Eventually, things come to a head, Magneto and Shaw have a big grand fight (during which Magneto rams Shaw with a large phallic object)

And at the end of it, Magneto moves to vote Shaw out of the Club, and Selene and Emma supported the motion. Thus, Shaw was ousted from the Club (for the time being) and Magneto became Grey King, occupying both White and Black King positions (Storm was out of the picture by now I believe)And as much as Magneto got under his skin DURING the time they were in the Hellfire Club, it was EVEN WORSE after Shaw got kicked out. Shaw wanted VENGEANCE, which is actually something we’ve NEVER seen from him before or since. A lot of villains are all about revenge, but it’s actually never been something Shaw bothered with. I wouldn’t go so far as to say he’s not vindictive–he is, and he’ll show it in small petty ways, like snide comments, he definitely holds grudges– but he never wasted time and resources on it before. But apparently, Magneto was something special. And he thought that Magneto was trying to do the same to him. As Shaw put it— “Our mutual hatred approaches legend!”

Which is…hilarious. Our MUTUAL hatred? Legend? Really, Shaw? Like, Magneto dislikes Shaw, certainly, but he definitely does NOT put Shaw on the level of importance that Shaw puts him. But Shaw thinks he does. Shaw thinks they are ARCH NEMESISES now. Shaw thinks they are a THING. Shaw THINKS that Magneto is thinking about HIM and how to get back at him just like vice versa. I love the phrase “Ah, my old enemy” like dude you’ve probably known him LESS THAN A YEAR.Now, this could just be attributed to Shaw simply thinking he’s more important than he is. Which is certainly true. That is a totally fair, valid, and rational reading. But this is my opinion on it. He certainly has some BIGGER reactions to people he perceives as having wronged him in some way—like his story in which he tries to force Sage to become his loyal “Tessa” again—but he’s always much calmer in them. It’s only Magneto, and then Emma, that makes him scream…and only after writers decided that he and Emma had been a couple in the past.Also…the guy who wrote the 1980s Shaw and Magneto stuff? Was Chris Claremont. Meaning he KNEW what kind of subtext he was putting in there. See, in addition to Claremont being NOTORIOUSLY into bondage (it shows up a LOT in his work) he also put a lot of gay in his work—-he’s the one who invented Cherik (gave Charles and Magneto their past and all the chemistry between them), invented Mystique and Destiny and made them a couple (and wanted Nightcrawler to be their natural-born child, with Destiny as the mother and Mystique having fathered him in male form), a ton of predatory lesbian villains who went after the teen heroines (which is what Emma and Selene were at this point, actually, which I guess is why they didn’t join in) and a lot of f/f stuff in general but also sometimes m/m. Sometimes very fetishy (see: dominatrix lesbians) but also sometimes very genuinely heartfelt and humanizing (Mystique and Destiny) This isn’t just all fan conjecture either, he’s confirmed he meant it at that way on some stuff (namely Mystique/Destiny and Rachel/Kitty)So, if there’s homoerotic subtext and CLAREMONT wrote it? It was probably intended. Especially if bondage (like metal tentacles) was involved. Dude REALLY loved bondage. Like, I cannot stress to you ENOUGH how much Chris Claremont loves bondage. I have seen entire BLOGS detailed to chronicling how kinky this man was (and he’s the dude who invented the Hellfire Club, so that tracks)

So yeah in normal circumstances I’d say maybe I was reaching and this scenario wasn’t meant as sexual…But it’s Claremont. I rest my case. Also, Shaw confirmed he’s bisexual in X-Men (2019) #3, so there’s that too.Also, this:

That’s kinky choking right there. And it’s not like Shaw is any stranger to HOMOEROTIC FIGHTS IN GENERAL.

[magntx]

me: drinks water

@sebastianshaw​ and me having a convo: Mags looking pretty submissive there.

Me:

Me: great

[sebastianshaw]

Because I want wholesomeness and love for you only, you deserve it.

What does Shaw "being there for" Magneto look like? In this scenario of Wanda dying.

You could not erase memories and emotions any more than you could blood ties. Oh, Erik knew that telepaths could do the former, reality warpers the latter. Someone could sneak into your head and make up into down and black into white and you believing that’s how it had always been. It was why he’d had this helmet---or some variant of it---for so long. And he knew there were mutants with powers so vast as to rewrite genetics or time itself. But no one could rewrite the truth. Wanda was his daughter. And right now. . .right now, she was dead. And as impermanent as death seemed to be for everyone else, even himself. . . the dead, for Magneto, stayed dead. Magda. Anya. Wanda. The women of their little family, together in death. Was there some poetry to that? If so, it was a perverse sort, a mocking limerick dedicated to his fail--- “Oh good,” said the last voice he wanted to hear, “You haven’t left yet. I was worried I might not catch you in time.” Shaw. There were mutants that Erik despised more than Shaw, but few---besides Cortez---who disgusted him as much. The man was proof that an X-gene did not an ally make. And while there were enemies that Erik could respect, Charles chief among them, Shaw had no such worthy qualities. He was a bloated parasite, a scavenger forever ready to set upon the spoils of either side, no loyalty or principles beyond the further lining of his pockets. Even the likes of the vile Von Struckers at least had an ideology, but Shaw? He was just a greedy, gaping void. One that Erik had little patience for at the best of times, let alone. . .let alone now. Erik turned, a pre-emptive snarl on his face, like an animal caught in a trap about to lash out at whoever had come upon it. . .and was shocked to see no mocking sneer on Shaw’s own visage, no goading grin, no voracious glee at catching him in a moment of weakness to exploit for some avaricious scheme or another. . .but. . . Was Sebastian Shaw sad?

"I wanted to offer my condolences," Shaw said, his tone. . .respectful. Like one would use at a funeral, much as Erik hated to think of it. He clutched the side of his helmet, as if trying to hold his temple through it.

"How dare you," he uttered.

"Erik?" Shaw started to step forward.

"How dare you?!" Magneto burst out, and Shaw stepped back immediately, as if blown backwards by the force of the other man's grief that permeated his voice like salt does seawater.

"How dare you try me NOW, Shaw?! Have you not a SCRAP of soul inside that hollow shell?!" Pink energy gathered around Magneto's hand, his fingers curled like claws, "How dare you see my daughter's DEATH as an OPPORTUNITY for you to EXPLOIT! You vulture, you ghoul, you---"

Erik stopped. He had never seen Shaw look so. . .bewildered. As paradoxical as the idea was, his confusion seemed genuine. Not that of a man caught in a lie, but a man who didn't understand why he was being accused of one. It gave Magneto pause, just for a moment, to consider the impossible.

That Shaw might be being sincere.

Stranger things had happened. And yet, this alone seemed truly shocking to Erik. However much the world might change, he believed, people never did. That was the core of his conflict with Charles, after all. Charles would argue Erik had changed. Erik would say he had not. He wanted what he had always wanted, and he would do what he always would the achieve it---anything.

Even working with the likes of this scum before him.

Scum that looked so concerned, so---

"You're upset," Shaw said, his voice the verbal equivalent of a man trying to pick his way uncertainly over stepping rocks in a rushing river,

"I. . .understand. I, too, often resort to anger when I am--"

"What could you possibly understand?!" Magneto snapped. He almost WISHED now that Shaw had approached him with a blatant agenda or even just to harass him, because he found this approach far more disconcerting. “How it is to lose someone,” Shaw said, “Especially a child.” He stepped forward once more, and placed a hand on Magneto’s shoulder, staring in Magneto’s brilliant blue eyes with his own deep dark ones. Deep dark ones that, beneath that ape-like brow, truly did look. . . sad. Sincere. Sympathetic, even. Had something gone wrong in Shaw’s resurrection, Magneto wondered. After all, how else could he explain such behavior, such emotion, from such a man as this? And then remembered something. “Shaw,” he said, removing the other man’s mighty paw from his person, “ “Didn’t YOU kill your son?” Shaw paused, shrugged, and said, "Well, not the most RECENT time." The moment ruined, Magneto turn and began to levitate away, ". . . have a good evening, Sebastian."

[sebastianshaw]

Oh my god

that that is literally oh my dog

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@sebastianshaw​

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HE'LL LICK UR HOT FROSTING MAGS 8)

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I saw this and immediately I was like "WHAT. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?" And then I thought: Oh I see, this is just the interpretation of the way Shaw & Fabian’s look at Mags all the time. Yes. Yes. That must be it.