I’m nothing if not a Magneto apologist and I refuse to be sorry about it
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Dina was confused to say the least.... How is magneto her father; she already had a father back when she was a child. The strong statured man before her seemed genuine in his words but with What she had seen through the actions of her dad, god, and sinister.
She new it was only a matter of time Before before he has her looking up to him, just so that it will be easier to rip her heart from her chest turn his back as she rots.
Dina stares at him with her dark endless eyes and puts her hand in his
"alright then, Ya baba"
("ya baba" is a respectful way of saying father in Arabic)
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Magneto stands at the edge of the training grounds, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. The air hums with a quiet intensity as he watches Dina practice, his expression unreadable. With a deep breath, he steps forward, his cape billowing slightly in the breeze.
"Dina," he calls out, his voice firm yet gentle.
As she turns to face him, he approaches with measured steps, his eyes studying their face closely. "I am Magneto," he begins, his tone carrying the weight of his name. "I've come to speak with you about something of great importance."
He pauses, searching for the right words. "I know this may come as a shock, but I am your father. I have watched you from afar, knowing that one day this moment would come."
Magneto's gaze softens, a rare vulnerability showing through. "I understand if you have questions, or if you feel anger or confusion. But know that I am here now, and I want to be a part of your life, to help you understand your abilities and your heritage."
He extends a hand, a tentative yet hopeful gesture. "Will you allow me the chance to explain, to show you the truth of who we are?"
Domestic Nightcrawler headcanons
Domestic Nightcrawler Headcanons
Kurt would be surprisingly content with a quiet domestic life. After years of adventuring and facing chaos, he finds solace in routine and normalcy. He enjoys curling up with a good book by a crackling fireplace (his teleporting abilities making it very easy to acquire firewood).
I feel like he'd love spending evenings baking bread or any kind of sweets for that matter. The rhythmic kneading of dough is oddly therapeutic for him, and the delicious scent that fills the house brings him a childlike happiness. Plus, I think he'd love baking cookies and cakes for his s/o.
Breakfast is his specialty. He loves whipping up elaborate omelets with teleported ingredients, teleporting coffee from a cozy Parisian cafe, and even teleporting a single, perfect red rose for his partner.
Movie nights are a must. He loves cuddling on the couch, his tail wrapped protectively around his partner. Kurt is a sucker for films, so he'd have a collection in the house and you'd never run out of movies to watch.
He's definitely a house husband. He'd use his teleporting abilities to make everyday chores a breeze. Need to take out the trash? Bam! It's gone. Need groceries? He can teleport a shopping list directly to the store and bring back the bags in a flash - though he would likely still enjoy strolling through the farmer's market and picking out fresh produce, just cause I feel like he'd want to support local business.
Folding laundry is a chore I think he actually finds oddly calming (?) He likes the act of smoothing out wrinkles and organizing clothes. Plus, with a teleport here and there, he can put laundry away much faster than anyone else. He always looks for ways to help you out any way he can around the house.
When it comes to kids, Kurt would be the most supportive dad ever. He'd instill a strong sense of empathy and kindness in his children. He'd use his experiences with prejudice to teach them to accept others for who they are, regardless of appearance.
Discipline might be a tad unconventional. Grounding wouldn't work – a teleport to their room wouldn't hold much weight. Instead, he'd rely on open communication and creative problem-solving, always trying to understand the root of the issue.
Despite his faith, Kurt can still be plagued by nightmares of his past. He might wake up in a cold sweat, disoriented and needing comfort. His partner would be there for him, holding him close and whispering reassurances until he calms down.
He wouldn't want to burden his partner with his past, but his inability to hide his emotions would make it clear when he's troubled. His partner would appreciate his honesty and offer unwavering support.
Sex - Consent is paramount to Kurt. He'd never pressure his partner and would always prioritize their comfort and enjoyment. Open communication is key, and he'd be happy to discuss boundaries and preferences.
He's a master at creating a sensual atmosphere. Imagine him teleporting flickering candles around the room, or teleporting rose petals all over the bed just for you.
He'd run your bath water for you, letting you relax while he gets the bedroom ready.
Foreplay for Kurt would involve a lot of pampering. He'd treat you like a god or goddess, making sure your needs were met before his.
Kurt cherishes every moment with his partner. Knowing they might get caught up in superhero duties, he might teleport them both to a timeless pocket dimension for a stolen romantic getaway, returning them refreshed and ready to face whatever challenges await.
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Prostitute logan my beloved
this Logan variant is serving cunt. look at that stance and that mane. dude probably gives aggressive back alley blowjobs with too much teeth for petty cash or something.
I'm writing this post to bring attention to the GFM campaign of @nor-famaily, a mother of five in Gaza.
Last week, Nour came very close to dying. She was out getting food for her family when a building close to their tent was bombed. Because of the injuries Nour suffered, she now has to rely more on her children, the oldest being only 13, to secure water and food for the family's survival.
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I add more nightcrawler sillies
I have a tendency to thirst over Nightcrawler, but I also get a real kick out of his lighthearted, impish shenanigans. After all, who better for comedic relief than the guy who grew up in a circus? Here's a few silly moments with my favorite X-Man.
Dina grinned and got into her seat then she put on her seat belt on, "well Peter did say something about trauma tasting better paired with barbecue, but I'm not taking advice from a grown man who lives off twinkle and stolen french fries.... not that the twinkle aren't stolen" she shrugged as erik closed the door.
"Your idea sounds a lot better" she said with a chuckle at the end,"what's it called?" She asked wondering if she might have seen it while Jubilee dragged her along with the others for shopping. Then Erik got in the driver's seat and started driving.
"I didn't even know that they had restaurants with food from the middle east.. mama usually said restaurants didn't care for our food so I.... I guess she was wrong" dina said looking at Erik.
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Magneto stands at the edge of the training grounds, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. The air hums with a quiet intensity as he watches Dina practice, his expression unreadable. With a deep breath, he steps forward, his cape billowing slightly in the breeze.
"Dina," he calls out, his voice firm yet gentle.
As she turns to face him, he approaches with measured steps, his eyes studying their face closely. "I am Magneto," he begins, his tone carrying the weight of his name. "I've come to speak with you about something of great importance."
He pauses, searching for the right words. "I know this may come as a shock, but I am your father. I have watched you from afar, knowing that one day this moment would come."
Magneto's gaze softens, a rare vulnerability showing through. "I understand if you have questions, or if you feel anger or confusion. But know that I am here now, and I want to be a part of your life, to help you understand your abilities and your heritage."
He extends a hand, a tentative yet hopeful gesture. "Will you allow me the chance to explain, to show you the truth of who we are?"