Taking his headache medication.
His powers are overwhelming today.
+sanctuary for him, as with many others. Their reaction had been different... intense; resolute.
He exhales through his nose and grins.
"She has no reason to apologize." He reassured.
"And . . . She has you to thank, really."
His surprise deepens before his expression mellows to that of serenity, letting himself enter into a new understanding.
He remembered Maybelle Parker, and - more prominently - her husband, Ben. During a time when Cerebro had directed him to a young mutant discovering his powers, he had offered a+
X's brow lifts slightly as the paper crinkles and sways under gravity pull.
He hadn't expected any gifts this year. He offers a gracious nod before opening the wrapping job and smiling warmly.
"Oh, how thoughtful," he said genuinely, turning the hat this way and that.
"I'll wear it everywhere."
+another pause.
His throat tightened and jumped.
"-Capable . . . Hands."
His expression fell. Hardened.
Then, he just let out soft sigh, punctuating that he understood Magneto's point with a curt nod.
"Be that as it may," he began, pausing as he collected his many thoughts, searching for the words. "It is pleasant to see you. If that is what they choose, they are in-"+
Hank!
Thank heavens, a level head.
Not all of us can fit in so easily,
you don't shed on the furniture
"I'm not X-23! I'm not your property! I'm not a thing! I'm Laura Kinney! I'm the daughter of Sarah! I'm the daughter of Logan!"
"𝐈'𝐦 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞"
#MarvelRP and #MVRP
Looking for varied RPs, fights, casual, adventure, flirty.
No pure Lewd RPs!
Please read the Pinned!
I never said you were, my dear— forgive me if I come off as prying.
Your father and I have not gotten on very well, but to meet a new mutant is always a pleasure.
@smallestclaw.bsky.social
"How are you doing with your studies, Gabrielle?"
What do you tend to use those instincts for, young lady?
"I feel concern, Magneto. . ." He sighed, opting for the name of his once-companion's own choosing.
"Concern that they feel I've forsaken them; that they've turned to violence in order to feel in control of their own lives." He explains, expression softening.
"I never... Meant to drive them away."
His brow creased. Visibly.
"Reject? Is that what you think I do?" He laughed incredulously.
"You /refuse/ to be in my 'metaphorical hair', Erik. I've been trying to get you back in it for years— why now?" He asked, concerned.
"Why are you recruiting /now/?"
"What are you doing here, Magnus?" He asks plainly.
"I know you wouldn't come near my school without reason."
@ferrokineticfury.bsky.social
"Up to something, are we old friend?"
@nycwebswinger.bsky.social
"What brings you to my school, young man?"
@websandgrit.bsky.social
"We'll, aren't you quite dapper for a spider."
@thatmagneticbish.bsky.social
". . . Nice cat ears, Erik."
@thewildling.bsky.social
"You look very festive, today."
@daughterofcreed.bsky.social
"How much exactly do you take after your father?"
// Go with what **you** have muse for.
Every portrayal brings something different to the table. If you feel there's a gap in muse that must be filled? Change or revamp.
If Charles feels right to you, play him. I enjoy seeing how similar and different variants can be.
"Kurt! Wonderful to see you. How are you, this evening?" His features crinkle with mirth as he wheeled over.
"David," he sighed softly, rubbing at his temples with a small smirk admittedly forming at his own lips.
"If you're 'immune', why are you one of few to answer? No-one came."
. . .
"While the lovebite is usually appreciated, dear Guardian— I'm afraid I've called you here to discuss a danger."
Slowly un-suctioning the shark woman from his head.
Oh, my.
🫣
His powers are working fine now.
