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*sending out mind waves like Xavier*
"marvel fans, send me your most randomest/crack-est/craziest ships that sounds like a mad man's ramblings"
(Also I'd be pleased if you incorporate a fun name, example: Warlocki for loki x Adam warlock or bullet sponge for frank castle x reed richards)
"You can comment it or repost this with your ship(s)"
‘You shouldn’t do... that...’ I started as the new girl started conjuring... something green with her hands.
She fell to the ground and she hit her head on the metal toilet when she receives electric shocks. I looked at her, lying on the ground and holding her head, I took a deep breath in and got up from the bed. I knelt beside her and I took her face in my hands.
‘Are you okay?‘ I asked.
She grabbed my wrists, most likely surprised. At first, I was sure that she would push me away, but she didn’t and I could look at her small wound on her forehead.
‘That was dumb, I sure hope that you know that.’ I told her.
She didn’t answer anything, she only lifted her eyebrows, most likely repressing a sarcastic comment. I stood up when I assumed that she would be okay. Smiling at her, I flipped my hair behind my shoulder and proposed her my hand so help her get up. But she ignored it and her eyes fell on my neck, noticing for the first time the same little machine that she has around her own neck.
‘Are you a mutant too.‘ She asked.
‘Nah... I just like the fucking neck-cage.’ I answered and I winked.
She smiled at me, sending me a knowing look.
What makes you think, my friend, that you’ll win this time?
in the beginning of their relationship, i mean when they joined the x men, how did they bond? i don't know and i shall create a headcanon.
they both are comfortable with nudity, and don't mind sunbathing...
So, they both sunbath naked together cause i think the x men at that time were not okay with nakey nakey. they do it at ororo's green house cause its private; they just enjoy each others company
i like the idea that jubilee was a handful to deal with, and i think i read somewhere that the only people had could handle her/ she would listen to are hank and logan, of which she listens to logan more.
so, little jubilee will be menace for scott to handle on his lonesome
scott : jubilee... for the last time its your turn to wash the dishes this week
jubilee : i don't wanna right now
scott : come on jubes, you can't put off your chores any longer
jubilee : you can't make me; like you could anyway *annoyed eye roll*
scott : if you don't get up right now... i'll call mr.wolvie
jubilee : ppfffffttt, *snort* the NHL has started, dummy. good luck trying to get him away from the tv.
scott : i mean it jubilee, i will do it.
jubilee : yeah right
scott : *with perfect calm, feigning defeat takes a few steps away, and takes a deep breath* MR.WOOOOLLLLVVVVIIIIIEEEEEE!!!!
jubilee : oh SHIT! *starts running towards the kitchen*
** in the background, the audience begins to hear logan's pained groan, his team is losing and his eardrums now hurt**
new x men tv show
Halloooo !! , fellow lovers. I had a brainworm :-)
once upon a time, in an interview long ago, Stan Lee said, (i repeat in not so accurate words) ".... the secret to writing the x men was not to treat it like an action story but like a soap opera .... "
as far as i can see in my okayish memory, all the x-men intros show their powers in a brief action sequence with there code name showing up before/after said sequence. In my imagination, the intros proceed to show the main/side characters in their element or with their buddies, there by showing their relationships/goofier sides/ bits of personality. Less focus on cool power moves.
Ex: scott with his cereal/soup, professor x (charles xavier) playing chess, talking philosophy with magneto , logan and kurt doing mischief and pranking others with kitty pryde ( in her late teens or as a young adult) , hank and jean doing science shit and list goes on .
all the scenes shift around and about the x-mansion (maybe with a different cooler sounding name) with the character pairs in different rooms, giving the audience the layout with plenty of clues here and there for what could be happening in future episodes.
there will be plenty of kids as main/side characters also. i imagine that as we seen them, their names (real ones not code names) in a font they like with some jazz just beside/behind them
bits and pieces of the intro slightly change with progression in episodes showing the changes in their relationships
( **just personal preference, i don't imagine a jean-logan-scott poly ship or love triangle in this narrative, only scott-jean ship. )
the format of the show will be a hybrid of drama, action, love, friendship, a balance between high stakes and and feels
premises(sort of ?) - older members being teachers (ex: storm) [we actually get to see them teach their subjects], some being in IT support/ security (ex: forge) and youngest (ex: jubilee even magik or quentin quire maybe) being students
A plot- revolves around the various students and teachers: life/origin story, family, inter-personal relations
B plot- anti-mutant, time travel, religious bigot shit, simultaneously advancing the A plot
(as i type this out i do realize that what i just described does take inspo form x men evolution :-p )
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add your headcanons/art for a possible fan animation tv series too. spread the love and do comment *wink wink*
Exiles #52 - Exiles pay a visit to a suspiciously familiar Nuclear Power Plant.
Soooo….i started wtiring a story some time ago and decided to publish it… there’s only one chapter posted for now but it’s gonna be updated every week, at least until september (im planning on updating every saturday i guess) it’s called Paperbag boy (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/vnXtErc6GY it’s a story about two teens, trying to figure out their life while battling with their past and, well something, that fucks up their life a lot.
Being Tony Stark's rebellious daughter would include
Last Update: 11/4/2020
Total Words: 732
Y/N: your name
F/C: favorite color
-💣 not being raised by Tony but by your mother
-💣 having a complicated relationship between your father and you
- 💣Y/N always doing the opposite of what Tony says
-💣 Y/N love doing graffiti on walls just to irritate there dad
-💣loves art and dancing
-💣 best friends with Miles Morales
-💣 loves animals
-💣lives with Tony after The Disappearance of Y/N mother
- 💣 doing hero work much to Tony's dismay
-💣 The Avengers being like family to you
-💣Y/N sneaking out no matter what Tony says to go see a concert or something like that
-💣 Natasha Romanoff being like a mom to Y/N
-💣Y/N ex-boyfriend with a Hydra agent his name is Grant Ward
-💣 being best friends with Daisy Johnson
-💣 looking up to Captain America growing up
-💣 love hearing Thor's stories about Asgard
-💣 being trained by Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, Melinda May and Clint Barton
-💣 for the longest time when you were younger as a kid because of your mother's disappearance Tony sent you away
-💣 Y/N disappeared a lot times
-💣 doesn't really care for Peter too much
-💣 really likes pepper
-💣 likes to build anyting with any mechanic parts
-💣 Nick Fury being your godfather
-💣 knows how to build bombs and explosive
-💣 likes to go on solo missions but if they go on a mission with their father they always call him Tin Man Tony doesn't like that nickname
-💣 Y/N refers to everyone by their first name unless you're Tony Stark then they call you Tin Man
-💣has powers
-💣 during the time Captain America Civil War Y/N sided with Captain America even though they knew everything that Bucky did they still felt it was wrong for their father
-💣 getting to know Morgan as there little sister
-💣 after the Civil War Tony and Y/N having a complicated relationship even more even though Tony has tried to apologize
-💣 drawing the infinity War choosing to fight to help their loved ones
-💣 seeing a lot of their loved ones disappear in front of their eyes
-💣 choosing to fight during the end game much to Tony's disapproval
-💣 choosing to forgive Tony before the end of game right after the infinity War
-💣 not be able to save Natasha to get one of the stones
-💣 during the fight with Thanos when Tony was about to grab the glove Y/N grabbed it and chose to take him out
-💣 Y/N was able to survive because her abilities saved her
-💣 going with Steve and Bucky along with Sam to take care of the Infinity Stones
-💣 bringing the Natasha Romanoff back and being of the age of 23
-💣 at the end of this choosing to move back to New York Morgan wasn't too happy about that
-💣 dating Steve Rogers
-💣 being one of the best mechanics out there
-💣 teaching Steve a lot about Electronics
-💣 glad they were able to save a lot of people and that their father is still alive
-💣 learning the truth about what happened to their mother and where she is now
-💣 being an excellent dancer
-💣 continuing their hero work
-💣 out of everyone trusting T Challa judgement on things
-💣 knowing how to patch somebody up
-💣 being allied with some mutants
-💣 finding their mothers old books about fighting styles and everything even there powers
-💣 Tony not liking that Steve is dating his daughter
-💣 being a very overprotective sibling towards Morgan
-💣 being the one that can make Steve Rogers blush very easily
-💣 Living a happy life and marrying the man you love And couldn't be happier with the life you lived
( i do not own any pics)
Trapped in the Space Between Us
Synopsis: After a mission goes wrong, you and Scott Summers are stranded together in a freezing storm with no way out. Forced into close quarters, unspoken feelings finally come to light, changing everything between you.
Warnings; None! Enjoy kits!
Requested from @milkbean69!
The jet hit turbulence harder than expected, and you gripped the edge of your seat as the lights flickered. Scott’s voice came over the comm, steady and in control as always, but you could hear the edge of concern beneath it.
“We’re going down,” he said, his tone sharp with urgency. “Brace yourselves.”
You barely had time to react before the crash landing. Everything blurred, and the next thing you knew, the jet had stopped moving. The alarms were blaring, and you scrambled to unbuckle yourself, your heart pounding in your chest.
Scott was already out of his seat, helping you up. “You okay?” he asked, his jaw clenched, his visor reflecting the blinking red lights.
“Yeah, I think so.” You rubbed your arm, where you’d hit the side of the seat, but it was nothing serious. “What about the others?”
“Already on it,” he replied. “Storm’s handling the situation, but we’re going to have to wait here until we can get help. We’re not going anywhere for a while.”
You swallowed hard as you looked around the now-ruined jet. The rest of the team had already gone to survey the crash site, leaving you and Scott behind to secure the ship. A cold wind howled outside, shaking the structure, and it didn’t take long to realize how isolated you were. Snow was piling up quickly outside, and with the jet down and communication systems failing, you were trapped.
Just you and Scott.
“I’ll check the supplies,” Scott said, breaking the silence. He was already moving, trying to stay focused, but you could tell from his body language that he wasn’t thrilled with the situation either.
Minutes passed as you worked to secure the jet’s systems, and the cold air seeped in through the cracks, making the small space feel even smaller. You were both stuck in the cockpit with barely enough room to move, the wind howling louder now, rattling the metal walls around you.
“Guess we’re not going anywhere soon,” you muttered, sitting down on the bench, wrapping your arms around yourself for warmth.
Scott glanced at you, the tension in his shoulders still apparent. “We’ll get out of here. We just need to be patient.” His words were calm, but there was a flicker of something beneath the surface—maybe frustration, maybe concern. It was hard to tell with him sometimes.
The minutes ticked by slowly, the space between you and Scott feeling tighter with every passing second. You could hear him shifting, adjusting his position, trying to stay calm, but it was obvious that being stuck like this wasn’t exactly ideal for either of you.
The temperature kept dropping, and after a while, the cold was becoming impossible to ignore. You glanced at him, catching him watching you. His visor hid his eyes, but the way his body tensed made it clear he had noticed your shivering.
“Come here,” he said suddenly, his voice low but firm.
“What?”
“We need to conserve heat. If we don’t stay warm, we’ll both be in trouble.” He shifted, making room on the narrow bench next to him. “It’s not ideal, but it’s necessary.”
You hesitated, your heart beating a little faster at the thought of being that close to him. Scott wasn’t exactly known for being the most emotionally open person, and the idea of sitting pressed up against him in this tiny space sent a wave of tension through you.
But you didn’t have a choice. Reluctantly, you moved closer, feeling the warmth of his body immediately as you sat down next to him. It was a strange kind of intimacy, one that neither of you had prepared for, but the cold left little room for options. You shifted, trying to get comfortable, though every move seemed to make you more aware of just how close you were to him.
For a moment, the silence stretched between you, thick and heavy, the only sound the faint howl of the wind outside. His arm brushed against yours, and even through your layers, you felt the contact.
Scott cleared his throat. “This isn’t exactly what I had in mind for the mission.”
You couldn’t help but laugh, the tension breaking just a little. “Yeah, me neither.”
But even as the small bit of humor lightened the mood, the proximity between you felt more intense than ever. The weight of his presence, the steady rise and fall of his breathing, the warmth of his body—it all pressed down on you, making it harder to think clearly.
The wind outside howled even louder, and despite the layers of clothing and gear, the cold was still biting at your skin. You shifted slightly, your shoulder pressing more firmly against Scott’s. He stiffened for a moment before relaxing, letting the tension in his body ease, as if giving in to the necessity of being close.
For a few moments, neither of you spoke, the air between you filled with the hum of the broken systems and the distant storm outside. But the weight of the silence wasn’t just from the cold. It was something more—something that had been lingering between the two of you for a while, but neither of you had dared to acknowledge it.
Scott shifted next to you, his gloved hand brushing yours for just a second. The touch sent a jolt through you, even though it had been unintentional. You glanced over at him, wondering if he felt it too, but his face was as unreadable as ever behind his visor.
Still, the tension was impossible to ignore.
“I’m sorry,” he said suddenly, his voice quiet, almost hesitant.
“For what?” you asked, surprised.
“For… this,” he gestured vaguely at the cramped cockpit and the freezing conditions. “You shouldn’t be stuck here like this. I should’ve done better.”
You shook your head, unable to stop the small smile that tugged at your lips. “It’s not your fault, Scott. No one could’ve predicted this.”
He was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his voice was even quieter. “I should’ve kept you out of danger.”
“Scott, we’re in this together. I chose this life just like you did. It’s not your job to protect me.”
He turned toward you then, his face only inches from yours. The proximity made your breath catch, and for the first time, you could feel the heat radiating off him, despite the cold that surrounded you. His jaw clenched, and his expression softened, like he was wrestling with something inside himself.
“I can’t help it,” he admitted, his voice barely a whisper. “I can’t help but want to keep you safe.”
Your heart skipped a beat at his words. The raw honesty in them caught you off guard—Scott wasn’t the type to let his emotions slip so easily. You’d seen him be strong, stoic, always in control. But here, now, in this small, confined space, something had changed. There was vulnerability in the way he looked at you, something deeper than his usual sense of responsibility.
You swallowed, your voice quiet. “Why?”
He hesitated, his breathing uneven. “Because you’re… different. You’re not just another teammate. You’re…” His voice trailed off, and he glanced away, struggling with the words.
The room felt even smaller, the air between you thick with unspoken feelings. Before you could second-guess it, you leaned in, closing the small distance between you. Your lips brushed his—soft, tentative, just enough to test the waters.
For a second, he didn’t move, as if frozen by the moment. But then, almost cautiously, he responded. His hand came up to cup the side of your face, pulling you closer, deepening the kiss just enough to make your heart race. The warmth of him chased away the cold, and in that brief moment, the outside world seemed to disappear.
When you finally pulled back, breathless, Scott’s face was still close, his thumb brushing lightly against your cheek. His lips parted, and you could see the conflict in his expression—the careful control he always held teetering on the edge of something more.
“I’ve wanted to tell you for a while,” he murmured, his voice barely audible. “But I couldn’t. Not until now.”
Your heart pounded in your chest. “Tell me what?”
“That I care about you,” he said, his voice firm but gentle. “More than I should. More than I ever planned to.”
You exhaled softly, your own feelings rushing to the surface. “I feel the same way, Scott.”
For the first time since you’d known him, Scott’s guard dropped completely. He leaned in again, capturing your lips in another kiss—this one deeper, more certain. The cold, the storm, the broken jet—all of it faded into the background as the weight of everything unsaid finally found its voice.
When you pulled away again, his forehead rested against yours, and for the first time, the tension between you felt lighter, as if a weight had been lifted. The forced proximity that had once felt like a burden now felt like the moment you both had been waiting for.
Do not copy or translate plz! -CallMe_Bunni