Taking his headache medication. His powers are overwhelming today.

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.

What do you tend to use those instincts for, young lady?

"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.

“ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʀᴀɢᴇᴅʏ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏꜰᴛᴇɴ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀꜱ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴍɪʀᴀᴄʟᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ.” ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ᴏꜰ ᴋᴜʀᴛ ᴡᴀɢɴᴇʀ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴄʀᴀᴡʟᴇʀ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ ꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍɪꜱᴛʀʏ

💢 Sarcastically, (Well, don't all jump out at once.)

(To me, My X-Men . . . ) His voice reaches out to whoever of his elite that he can connect with. (I would speak with you. )

Be safe, Phoenix. The world deserves the warmth you have to give.

Then you can be an X-Man when I 'remember' to call you.

*Rubbing his temples* They don't ask about you. Do you still kill people?

You're spiraling, Wade.

He's seeking out @herecomesthe.bsky.social. "Peter?" He feels the young man's distress; aches with it. The whirring of wheels enters his temporary room. (Are you alright?)

"I am everywhere. I am nowhere. A shadow, unchained and unleashed. The world made me this way, so let the world suffer. Whoever its masters may be." Independent Portrayal of Mystique AU Mix of Movie and Comic Lore Minors DNI Pansexual Ships w/chem Crossovers Encouraged Mun is 25+

YOU ARE THE LAST PERSON WHO WILL EVER THINK THEY CAN OWN ME.

(Good day, Gabrielle?) He smiles, voice gentle in her mind. (You seem happy. )

(Erik?) No answer. Just that damned metal. "Eugh. Men."

:> Patpat.

I've tried to limit you; push you into a mold you don't fit in. I wanted you to see that our world could do better... I should have simply let you see for yourself.

. . . (I hate you.) A terrible falsehood, entirely unserious. (I finally rid my mind of that awful thing, you—)

(Excuse me.) A scolding voice resounds in her mind. (If you are hard on luck, you need only ask for help. That is my window.)

A new presence is detected, and he blinks. (Hello?) His mind reached toward the creature. (May we help you?)

He is in his office. The smell makes him turn, and the friendly face makes him smile. "Good morning..! What is all this for?"

A message by name would almost always get a swift reply. From Magnus? Near instant. (Erik?) He reached back, tethering to the other's thoughts. (Of course, old friend. Go ahead.)

*he sighs* I hope one day you can bring yourself to. But until then, I hope you'll at least forgive me.

"Don't." He does not move away, but his tone is firm; scolding. "I appreciate your concern. You are a friend to me as any version of you.. but I am not your fiance." He raises a palm. "And you, my friend, are not my Magnus.. I'm very happy that you've found peace in your world. "Mine needs work."

"Your universe seems... complicated" He raised a brow. "And yet somehow recently, free of problems. Do I have that right?" He shakes his head. "I've never given up on him, my friend. Never will, until it kills me."

It's getting worse. The Professor hasn't risen from bed today.

With Cerebro, I can carry myself. The use of my body is not lost.

He rose a hand, shaking his head. "I worded that poorly— I meant the joy your family gave you, not the loss of them." He explained. The mention of engagement made Charles clam up momentarily, his eyes averting. "The Magneto of my universe is... lost. I've done what I can to bring him home."

[His lips form a thin line as he gathers what Erik is saying, and sighs.] I've already forgiven you. Long ago, I forgave you. Don't haunt yourself on my account.

[He sets a hand on his back, patting gently.] But we don't have to carry it alone.

... Yes, actually. If he means us any harm and has my level of telepathic ability, then we are in trouble. Warn who you can. Try to keep it quiet.

Charles, your students ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ To where? are shipping us.

Are you alright?

"My new friend, " he folds his hands in his lap, watching as James anxiously considers change. For all the years that he had seen, had he ever truly stopped being that frightened, clawed boy? "You are welcome, here. You may come and go as it pleases you, so long as you abide by our rules whilst on—

He extends his arm, welcoming Peter in silence. The poor boy had seen so much death in his young age, and had come out a good man. He lets the other collect his thoughts, letting out a soft sigh. Charles had undergone much of his own loss, but nothing compared to that of his students and friends.

All of these old fellows, senseless fighting. I'm glad I haven't gone down that road 🙂 (🥲)

Feeling sentimental, old friend?

“I tired to warn you, Charles. I want you by my side. We're brothers, you and I. All us of together, protecting each other. We want the same thing.” Muse and Admin info below.

I'm not certain, but it is a possibility. I'll keep looking for the opening, if I hear her voice, I'll tell you. And I'm... not sure. There have been times in my youth that I have been aggressive, even volatile at times, but... this seems different.