#quest for nightcrawler

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2014's Amazing X-Men Vol.2 #3 page 13. Script by Jason Aaron, art by Ed McGuinness, inks by Dexter Vines, colors by Marte Gracia, lettering by Joe Caramagna and edited by Nick Lowe. Source Source

Happy 50th anniversary Peter Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler (first appearance : Giant-Size X-Men #1, released in April 1, 1975).

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Cryptid of the Day: Fresno Nightcrawler

Description: It began with low-res security footage of a biped, torso-less creature walking across a yard in Fresno, California. The homeowner kept waking up by his dogs barking so he set up the camera to see what disturbed them. Since then the Nightcrawler has been seen all over the world

[rei-ismyname]

Nightcrawler scares an abusive father

At Forge's request, Kurt takes leave from Excalibur to meet him in DC, with his image inducer of course. Once he's touched down he goes for a stroll in the sun and comes across a family on vacation. The father is openly abusive to his wife and child, and kicks off over nothing after denying a short rest.

When the father starts beating the kid Kurt steps in, grabbing him and teleporting him to the top of a tall building. He turns off the image inducer and turns on beast mode, dangling the dude over the edge. After scaring the fuck out of him and reducing him to a blubbering mess, Kurt makes his point. The weeping father apologises to his son and Kurt goes on his merry way.

This is actually a terrible way to intervene in an abusive relationship of any kind. Sure, maybe this was a one off and the dude learnt his lesson, but his behaviour before that suggests otherwise. Having embarrassed the abuser, he's likely to take that out on his family. Scaring the dude half to death does nothing to affect the power or relationship dynamics and certainly doesn't take the victims' agency or safety into account long term. Maybe that's the point, idk.

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Captain Britain & Friends in Marvel Puzzle Quest

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For Love, We Sin the Most

Nightcrawler x Reader

Technically spoilers if you read any x-men anthology and haven't made it through second coming/ haven't read quest for nightcrawler. I don't get into many details or stay very canon anyway lol

Warnings: 18+ | no pronouns or assignments used for reader | unprotected sex | sex in a church | kinda public sex? | an established relationship of some kind ;) | sad | but happy ending! sort of | lots of plot with some porn | comfort/fluff | a little foreplay, a little aftercare | light bondage? sorry I really love his tail

Word count: 2,650

Summary: The resident catholic is having a hard time settling with the terms of his resurrection and just trying to feel again.

When Rachel frantically called on you to find Nightcrawler, you probably preferred to find him in battle, fighting demons. Luckily, on a Sunday morning, you knew exactly where to look first, creaking open the large wooden door just enough to pass through into the small lobby. The lights were off, but there was low singing from further inside. You would have proceeded to peek past that second set of doors, but the quick flick of blue that curled out from the sunlight and into the shadows nearby finished your investigation for you. 

Well, you did, in fact, find him fighting demons.

This would normally be the part where you'd tease him about being terrible at hiding, but you didn't need to see his face to hold your tongue. Instead, you found a nearby panel of switches, flooding his side of the room in low light. Without the darkness, he could no longer blend and hide, but he didn't recoil. Hunched over, his hands were clasped together on his knees, and his tail tightly curled over his feet. You approached him wordlessly. You could tell he was focused but not on you, proven when he crossed himself right on cue. A cue you hardly heard yourself. 

He continued to sit still for a few minutes. Obviously, he knew who stood before him. Otherwise he would have hid. Taking a deep breath, you placed a hand on his shoulder. "Shouldn't you be attending the service?" You asked softly. 

"I," he finally choked out after several moments. "I'm not sure I am allowed to anymore." His words, although quiet, dripped with despair. For him, this welcoming foyer was his ancient narthex, created for those who weren't allowed into the sanctuary but still wished to listen to its sermon. 

"Have you spoken to a Father about it?" Without further knowledge, you can only suggest a priest. 

"And what would I say?" Kurt raised his voice in his anguish and grimaced at his own volume. "What would he say?" He tagged on, much quieter this time. He practically curled into himself as if he were cold. You sighed sadly at the sight, looking away. A small staircase in the corner caught your interest and gave you another idea. Reaching your hands down to his, you unfurled his hands from one another and took them into yours. At the gesture, he finally lifted his head to look at you. It took all you could not to take his sad face in your hands instead. 

"I think he would tell you to come in," you reply in a gentle whisper. You smile down at him as you barely tug him towards you, convincing him to stand. When he finally does, you study him. His black blazer and black slacks, his white button-up shirt. A few top buttons were messily undone, but it only made him more handsome. Silently, with a hand in his, you led him up those wooden steps. Your intuition was right when they opened into a high balcony overlooking the inner room. That narrow gallery stretched against the wall was mostly dark, with only the tops of stained glass windows bleeding in light over the single row of benches. There was a reason someone like him chose such a dark, unpopulated church. 

As you began to leave the doorway, deadweight stopped you in your tracks. Looking back, a pair of downcast yellow eyes glowed under the wooden arch. Naturally, he blended into the shadow. You came back to him, taking his other hand and settling between him and the wall. At the very least, maybe it would help for him to see this place again, you figured. You let him listen, watching him closely as he watched the floor. 

And what a horrible day for a sermon about heaven. 

"I saw it, you know," he barely spoke up, accent whispering like a snake. "Paradise." He said the word hauntingly, not with any grandeur nor remorse. He turned his head as he spoke, looking down at the alter, but he seemed distant. Perhaps in memory. The light of the window caught his eye and reflected brilliant pale yellow. In the darkness, the other was like fire. 

"And yet you came back," you whispered back. Even you weren't quite sure what you meant by it, but he knew it wasn't merely an observation. Contemplating, he stared down into the room. The priest below continued, but you only wanted to hear whatever else Kurt had to say. 

"There were many reasons I did what I did," he soon continued, still not looking at you. "Did it the way I did." He never told you the full story, not even Logan knew. You waited for more, but he didn't respond. He probably didn't want to talk about it—at least, not for another few minutes.

"I never thought that love would be my greatest sin," he finally said. "I wanted so badly to come back," he nearly sobbed, quickly putting his hand over his mouth to keep from interrupting the service below. He gathered himself for a few moments. 

"To this place," he continued, "to my friends," he sighs before turning towards you, his fiery orbs still refusing to meet your gaze, "to you." Even when you cupped his cheek in your hand, his hand you left behind followed, fingers wrapping around your wrist. "That it would be greater than my love for God," he started but didn't finish when his voice began to rise again. By now he was rambling about things you hardly understood, but you hung on to every word. 

"You said it yourself," you gently tease, more loving than lighthearted. "There is no love without sin." With a soft smile, your touch on his cheek stroked over the fur on his neck and drifted over what bare upper chest those undone buttons revealed. You knew you shouldn't, not here, but as his expression only grew more somber, you found yourself sliding your hand further, reaching the space above his heart for only a second before frantic yet gentle fingers pulled you away, afraid of what you'd find.

Or the lack thereof. 

You couldn't stand to see him so sad, not even willing to look at you. As the preaching continued somewhere down below, something about fulfillment, there was really only one thing on your mind as you continued to watch his pained eyes. "Do you miss it?" You didn't mean to let your emotion ring in your tone as you whispered— doubt, disappointment, sadness. He picked up on it, raising his face once more to meet your gaze. Solemn eyes panicked, realizing his mistake. With a change of posture, he stepped closer, grasping your arm and placing your palm over his chest again. "Not in the same way I missed here," he reassured you. His eyes were still sad, but so earnest. You could feel the metal cross hanging from his pendant with how hard he pressed your palm into his chest. You both stared at one another in silence, but understanding. 

Something about the word doom was quietly uttered through the archway.  

"I realize now that I had already found Paradise," he proclaimed longingly, leaning in slightly. Though flattered, you only half-smiled. 

"You shouldn't talk like that here," you whispered, cupping his jaw. "Surely it's a sin." 

And he'd already cut his path of redemption short enough. 

"And yet it would be a sin not to." His tone was almost desperate. He leaned in closer, head tilted dangerously close to a kiss. You began to protest, but his grip on your arm tightened in defiance. "My soul is already adrift elsewhere," he hissed in a hurried whisper, "and He has no use for my body." He shook his head in defeat, tilting his chin to kiss the hand that held him before looking back up. "So if it's all I have left, I will use it to worship who does." His voice cracked against your lips, and he practically fell into you. 

Your back hit the wall with a thud that made you panic, but any protest of his name was muffled and lost between his lips. He could only follow what made him feel at the moment, and he'd come to his senses later, but right now, he was desperate to atone for his sins in a different way. It was a long, suffocating kiss that was touch-starved, hardly focused on any particular pleasure other than the need for your warmth. Despite knowing your current circumstances, you relaxed into him, taking your hand from his face and gripping the soft, indigo curls on the back of his head. He took that as his cue to press into you impossibly more, knees knocking with yours as you both nearly buckled from his weight. 

Finally, he pulled back just enough to catch his breath, warm breath fanning against your cheek a few times before eagerly diving back in. This time, he moved with you. Your noses knocked each time he rolled his head to find his favorite angle, and, in annoyance, you tried to hold him still with your hand on his neck and your grip on his hair. In response, his lips parted, tongue lapping at your top lip and tentatively touching yours when you let him in. 

His grip on your waist was harsh, almost as if he was scared that if he let go even a little, he might lose this moment forever. As if he couldn't hold you enough, his tail joined in, wrapping itself beneath your ass and tightly snaking around your waist. You felt him smile into the kiss when you pet over the peach fuzz of his tail before he abruptly pulled away from your lips, tongue sliding over your bottom lip as he withdrew into your neck. Sweetly, he kisses your pulse. And you know where he's going. 

"We should 'port somewhere else," you suggest softly. The light kisses on your neck become open-mouthed and wet, showing you just what he thinks about your suggestion. You catch the words reunion with God bouncing off the wall, and you weren't sure if the devil himself said it or the clergyman was sermonizing below. You tilted your head back for him at the prickling feeling of his fangs. 

With a mind of their own, your hands worked down the rest of the button on his shirt, splaying your fingers through the velvety fluff of his chest, barely able to feel the warm beating of his heart. At least you knew that he was alive, in some way or another. 

Making sure you could feel all of him, you pushed his blazer and shirt off his shoulders, feeling him down and scratching over his abs just the way he used to like it, and he tensed them just the way you remember. 

When his hands left your hips to slide off his clothes, they came back to do the same to you, sliding under your top and over your bare skin. You let him undress you, and eventually, you both stood nude. 

Even after being… gone for so long, he remembered just where to touch you. He held your hips flush with his while licked over your nipple, pawed between your legs, and tickled your inner thigh with the curling of his fuzzy tail. Feeling boneless, the wall helped him to hold you up while you focused on covering your mouth to muffle your pleasured moans and sighs. 

You were suddenly spun around, strong arms wrapped tightly around you as they swiftly lowered you to the wooden floor. Kurt's lithe form settled between your legs, back bowed as he bent down to mouth over your stomach. On his knees, he worshiped you carnally, hands gripping over-excitedly at your thighs and waist. 

Fingers around your wrist pulled your hand from your mouth, quickly replaced with that crushing pair of full lips again. Some would say he was desecrating holy ground, but Kurt would say quite the opposite. In a nest of clothes, right there in the dark loft of his place of faith, he took you. Whether it was because he was most comforted here or because he was angry at the circumstances, his hips pumped into you with a fervor that had you clawing into his back and biting his shoulder to muffle your whines. 

The floor was cold and hard and uncomfortable as he rocked you back and forth, but he was the opposite— warm and soft and lovingly fucking you into the ground. Luckily, the pious music drifting through the doorway covered up the sound of his cock slapping into you and his hissing moans as you bit and carved the punishment of love into his skin. 

You were ripped from his shoulder when he sat up, not even bothering to cover your gasping moan at the change in angle. Blunt nails dug into your skin as he held your hips, making your legs squirm and draw up behind him with the overstimulated pleasure. 

It was like a perverse religious painting, with his cross pendant wildly swinging above you and fangs gleaming along with his eyes; his tail, pointed like a devil's, bound your legs around his waist. This was heaven to him right now, watching you arch your back off the ground and eyes fluttering heavily as you both found that perfect sweet spot. 

It was when you came on him that his glowing eyes beheld the glorious sight he was searching for. He kept going, desperate to keep the image of your moaning, parted lips in his mind, and keep the feeling of your warm cream that dripped over his cock. "Oh~ mein gott," he growled at the way you tightened around him. You could almost laugh at the way he said it if you weren't busy trying to recover. "(Y/N)," he panted and spoke your name like gospel. "My dearest."

Your only response could be a meek whimper of his name, but it was enough when you weakly rolled your head to look up at him. If you couldn't tell by the way his brows raised and furrowed, you knew that he was right on the edge by the constriction of his tail around your ankles, keeping you bound around him while he came, throbbing, deep inside you. 

It was quiet now, aside from panting and the sounds of the congregation conversing and slowly departing that same creaking door that got you here in the first place. You felt you could finally relax and close your eyes when the last of the noise was shut out with the door, and you could finally stretch out your legs again as you felt his tail unravel. He had the same idea, stretching out his legs when he fell into your side. He let you have your space, but that sneaky tail laid loosely over your thigh. 

You felt a sort of regret for him as you turned to take in the proper view of his nude form lying elegantly in your bed of disheveled clothes, wishing to know what this meant for him… but you weren't going to ask, letting him bask in release— whatever kind it was. You reached for his pendant, twirling the chain between your fingers and observing the discoloration of the metal cross. Without even opening an eye, he took your attention away from it with a touch, making you hold his hand against his chest instead. 

"I-" You eventually break the silence but pause, unsure what excerpt you should say. It gets his attention, eyes lifting to look into yours. You muster a smile. "I'm glad you're back," you say softly, simply. Despite the circumstances, despite what it meant, despite what it's already done to you, you wanted to add, but his own bittersweet smile already knew what you meant. 

"Me too," he whispered and brought your hand up from his chest to kiss your knuckles. "Me too, my dear." 

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End of month update - January

Hello, all! This is the end-of-month update, where I post Tumblr’s current top four films that have received the highest percentage of “yes,” “no,” and “haven’t even heard of this movie” votes.

As of today, the top four films with the highest percentage of “yes” votes are:

Finding Nemo (2003) | Shrek (2001) |The Lion King (1994) | Toy Story (1995)

Next, the top four films with the highest percentage of “no” votes are:

Mulan (2020) | Fifty Shades of Grey (2015) | Sausage Party (2016) | Pinocchio (2019)

This top four changed through the new addition of Mulan (2020), which replaced The Human Centipede 2 (Full Sequence) (2011).

Finally, the top four films with the highest percentage of “haven’t even heard of this movie” votes are:

Faat Kiné (2001) | Zumiriki (2019) | Welcome Back, Mr. McDonald(1997) | Now Add Honey (2015)

That’s it for January’s end-of-month update! Remember that you can view last month’s update by clicking here. Additionally, you can view the full ranked Letterboxd lists of movies that have come up on this blog by clicking the following links:

This list is ranked from highest-to-lowest percentage of “yes” votes.

This list is ranked from highest-to-lowest percentage of “no” votes.

This list is ranked from highest-to-lowest percentage of “haven’t even heard of this movie” votes.

Remember to vote on the polls that are currently running: Love Me Tonight (1932) | The Mighty (1998) | The Best Christmas Ever! (1990) | The Ewok Adventure (1984) | Galaxy Quest (1999) | Trouble in Paradise (1932) | Ewoks: The Battle for Endor (1985) | The Simpsons Movie (2007) | What's Eating Gilbert Grape (1993) | Norma Rae (1979) | I Am a Fugitive from a Chain Gang (1932) | Dragon Age: Dawn of the Seeker (2012) | The Raid (2011) | Blade (1998) | When Harry Met Sally... (1989) | Boudu Saved from Drowning (1932) | The Feather Fairy (1985) | King Arthur: Legend of the Sword (2017) | The Gentlemen (2019) | Punishment Park (1971) | Me and My Gal (1932) | Matewan (1987) | Nightcrawler (2014) | Cape Fear (1991) | The Broken Giant (1998) | The Bitter Tea of General Yen (1932) | Mystics in Bali (1981) | No Half Measures: Creating the Final Season of Breaking Bad (2013) | One Crazy Summer: A Look Back at Gravity Falls (2018) | The Omen (1976) | She Done Him Wrong (1933) | My Cousin Vinny (1992) | Autumn Marathon (1979) | Quiz Show (1994) | Caddyshack (1980)

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Vintage Trading Cards - Comic Images Marvel Comics First Covers Series II Uncut Sheet (Complete Base Set) - Final Proof (1991)

From ha.com...

There's nothing more iconic than the very first cover of a popular comic book series. That's exactly what's highlighted here! Offered in this lot is an uncut sheet from the 1991 Comic Images Marvel Comics First Covers II trading card set. The 100 cards in this set show the very first covers of popular Marvel comic series, such as Wolverine, Web of Spider-Man, Ghost Rider, The Life of Captain Marvel, The X-Men VS. The Avengers, and more.

This sheet contains 10 rows of 10, for a total of 100 cards.

Checklist: Complete Base Set

1 Beware

2 Giant-Size Chillers - Curse of Dracula

3 The Spectacular Spider-Man

4 The Human Fly

5 The Marvel No-Prize Book

6 Marvel Superhero - Contest of Champions (Limited Series)

7 Hercules (Limited Series)

8 Wolverine (Limited Series)

9 Vision and The Scarlet Witch (Limited Series)

10 The Uncanny X-Men at the State Fair of Texas

11 Marvel Age

12 Obnoxio the Clown vs. The X-Men

13 The Saga of Crystar - Crystal Warrior

14 Hawkeye (Limited Series)

15 Cloak & Dagger (Limited Series)

16 Marvel Tails - Starring Peter Porker - The Spectacular Spider-Ham

17 The Falcon (Limited Series)

18 Magik (Limited Series)

19 The Jack of Hearts (Limited Series)

20 The X-Men and the Micronauts

21 Secret Wars (Limited Series)

22 Power Pack

23 West Coast Avengers (Limited Series)

24 Machine Man (Limited Series)

25 Web of Spider-Man

26 Moon Knight

27 Cloak and Dagger

28 Secret Wars II (Limited Series)

29 The Life of Captain Marvel

30 Longshot (Limited Series)

31 Squadron Supreme (Limited Series)

32 The Vision and The Scarlet Witch (Limited Series)

33 Nightcrawler (Limited Series)

34 Marvel Saga - The Official History of the Marvel Universe

35 X-Men and Alpha Flight (Limited Series)

36 The Punisher (Limited Series)

37 X-Factor #1

38 Classic X-Men

39 Strikeforce: Morituri

40 The Nam

41 The Comet Man

42 Fallen Angels (Limited Series)

43 Strange Tales

44 The X-Men vs. The Avengers (Limited Series)

45 Silver Surfer

46 The Punisher

47 Solo Adventures Starring Hawkeye and Mockingbird

48 Marvel Comics Presents Wolverine

49 Spellbound (Limited Series)

50 Nick Fury vs. S.H.I.E.L.D.

51 Black Panther (Limited Series)

52 What the ?!

53 Wolfpack (Limited Series)

54 Excalibur

55 X-Terminators

56 The Saga of The Sub-Mariner (Limited Series)

57 The Punisher War Journal

58 Wolverine

59 Semper Fi'

60 Fred Hembeck Destroys the Marvel Universe

61 What If ...

62 Solarman

63 Damage Control (Limited Series)

64 The Sensational She-Hulk

65 Marc Spector - Moon Knight

66 Nth Man - The Ultimate Ninja

67 Nick Fury, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

68 Power Pachyderms

69 The Wolverine Saga

70 Quasar

71 Shadow Masters (Limited Series)

72 The War

73 Damage Control (Limited Series)

74 Open Space

75 The Punisher: No Escape

76 The Thanos Quest

77 X-Men Spotlight On ... Starjammers (Limited Series)

78 Namor, The Sub-Mariner

79 The Saga of the Original Human Torch (Limited Series)

80 Ghost Rider

81 Marvel Superheroes - Spring Special

82 Black Knight (Limited Series)

83 Guardians of the Galaxy

84 Deathlok (Limited Series)

85 The New Warriors

86 The Punisher Armory

87 Spider-Man

88 Fool Killer (Limited Series)

89 Nomad

90 Black Panther: Panther's Prey (Limited Series)

91 Punisher P.O.V. (Limited Series)

92 Darkhawk

93 Nightcat

94 Sweet Sixteen

95 The Deadly Foes of Spider-Man (Limited Series)

96 Damage Control Vol. III

97 Sleepwalker

98 Deathlok

99 The Infinity Gauntlet (Limited Series)

100 Checklist

[verdantflamingo]

I'm obsessed with Cowboy Emma...

I FORGOT TO POST MY COWBOY AU OMGGGGG

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Nightcrawler on Krakoa - The Spark is not a religion.

During Dawn of X Nightcrawler felt uncomfortable with certain aspects of Krakoa, especially the cavalier attitude towards death. On the day of the first Crucible, Cyclops sought him out to talk through his own feelings on the matter and they discussed it at length. Kurt had no answers, only questions, though he did end the conversation with something definitive. 'I think I need to start a mutant religion.' Contrary to what I've seen many people say, he didn't actually start a religion. This is an exploration of The Spark, Kurt's very secular answer to the personal and societal questions he had.

Melody Guthrie chose to die and be reborn

Since I'm looking to prove a negative - 'The Spark is not a religion' - it would be helpful to have a definition of the term. Scholars, philosophers and theologians have been trying to agree on one for centuries with the mainstream having given up. I'll come back to this, but Kurt's own religious framework is Catholicism. Plenty to work with there.

Florilegium translates as 'book of flowers,' but its usage is the equivalent of 'zine' or 'scrapbook'

Kurt accepted that his feelings of discomfort were in part rooted in his faith, so that's where he began his examination. As shown above, he 'set aside metaphysics' quite quickly - he gave up on 'starting a mutant religion' for many reasons, not least because 'it's not for me to contest matters of faith.' His feelings, that something was missing from Krakoa, remained. An obvious religious marker is the 'The Book of Spark' and the biblic stylisation. As we'll see, it's just Kurt's diary and not a holy text. I speculate that some of Catholic trappings Kurt used during his quest tripped some people up, in the same way the call and response ritual after The Five resurrects someone felt 'culty' to some. I think Hickman was being deliberately provocative, but at the end of the day it's an affirmation of identity before the community and celebration of rebirth - an ad hoc element of Krakoa's nascent culture.

After some soul searching and 'self-distraction,' Kurt was about to give up on the project altogether. There were bigger problems on Krakoa, such as 'The Patchwork Man' (who ended up being Onslaught) and the aforementioned cavalier attitude towards dying. Chuck asked Kurt to investigate because he's better with people, starting with David Haller - Legion - son of Charles Xavier and Gabrielle Haller. After rescuing him from ORCHIS the two formed a friendship based on, among other things, a mutual concern about the sustainability of Krakoan culture.

Importantly, Legion was not a disciple of his father and his didn't take his promises at face value. His loyalty was to Kurt and to mutants in general. An outsider and an agitator, but with only good intentions. He advised Kurt to begin by interrogating the 3 laws, and along the way they met Krakoans who were similarly concerned that they were a nation but not yet a people. Having rejected the whole 'starting a religion' thing, the mission shifted to finding or establishing 'something that makes folks feel like they're all in the same story' - as Stacy X put it. Obviously the presence of Onslaught was a factor in the unrest, but he was feeding off what was already there.

'Murder no man' and 'make more mutants' certainly gave Kurt food for thought, but interrogating them didn't help much with his primary mission. 'Respect this sacred land' did, specifically reinterpreting it to include the people on it. He acknowledged that all the laws were flawed, but this one in particular set him on the path to the Spark. It seems simple in retrospect, obviously Krakoa needs to protect its citizens, but the Quiet Council kinda missed that. It's especially egregious when you consider the scope of the project - all mutants living side by side, including those that have hurt a lot of people and would continue to. Problems like that just don't go away, and with some of those mutants on the Quiet Council (cough* Sinister) people are going to feel unsafe and isolated.

That first line is important - 'this is not a mutant religion'

Needless to say, Onslaught was defeated. Defeated by the lesser known mutants as a large group, creating a mutant circuit inside Legion's head. Legion had the space and Kurt had the idea but the people chose to fight and love and live. They didn't listen to Kurt because of religious or political authority, they listened because they liked the idea.

The Spark is a philosophy, a way of living. It encourages choice, risk, individuality, and seeking happiness as a community and as a people. There's no worship, no reverence of a higher power, 'no prayer or veneration.' Zero exploration of eschatology. It's compatible with existing faith because there's no overlap, except for the community aspect. It's definitely not a bloody religion.

There is one alternate future where The Spark is turned into a religion/faith - the Sins of Sinister timeline. Mother Righteous hijacked it as a tool to control uneducated enslaved clones and drew on their faith and sacrifice to perform deeply harmful magic. Considering SoS was an exercise in perversion and abomination, in corrupting good things into their twisted dark opposites, The Spark as religion/tool of evil should tell us that the real thing is nothing of the sort.

Kurt does love the aesthetic of religion, as you'd expect, which explains why the communal holodeck in Legion's head is called The Altar. Altar is not a strictly religious term, though, and the altar is nothing like a church. Lost and Cortez (of all people) are telling people about it because it helped them with their own pain, given without reservation. You could ungenerously view it as evangelism, but if you do that then you've broadened the term to the point of meaninglessness.

Kurt didn't start a mutant religion, The Spark isn't a religion. Pass it on :)

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I've been trying for a few days to get my thoughts in order on white haired Magneto, since that is something that I have strong feelings about.

It is canon in some of the comics that Magneto's hair is white due to a secondary mutation, though this is inconsistent throughout the decades of iterations. Because he is mostly depicted as an older man, people naturally assume that he is white haired because of his age. However in most early depictions of a younger Magneto his hair is white. This includes the Legion Quest comics, wherein (timeline inconsistencies aside) we are seeing an Erik Lehnsherr from 20 years past, likely 40 or 50 at the oldest. Even earlier in the timeline when his first daughter Anya died he was likely in his 30-40s, but he was still depicted with stark white hair. This would be very premature hair whitening and--though not impossible--it is unusual. Additionally we see a de-aged child Magneto at several points in the comics with white hair. It would make sense for him to have this secondary mutation considering he seemingly passed it on to two of his children (Pietro and Lorna) and one of his grandchildren (Tommy). So, yes, there is a decent amount of evidence that Magneto has naturally white hair because of his mutant DNA.

There are several possibilities then:

-Magnetos hair had been a natural color as a child but turned white due to a secondary mutation when his powers manifested.

-Magnetos hair had been white due to a secondary mutation since birth, with his powers manifesting separately later.

-Magnetos hair turned white due to outside factors (ex.: Excessive stress, Other mutant interference, etc.)

With the magic of comic books, all three of these possibilities are (frustratingly) canon at once. However, I personally subscribe to the idea that Magneto would have had a natural hair color at birth and through his early childhood. In the comics his mutant gene is said to have activated very late, since he was well into adulthood when he got his powers whereas normally a mutant's powers would come during puberty. This is stated to have been because of malnutrition and disease from a childhood spent in the Ghettos and Concentration Camps. His white hair could have manifested later at the same time as his powers, which activated after the death of his first daughter Anya. This would also help avoid the problem of depicting a Jewish child with stark white hair in Auschwitz, which would be unrealistic at best and outright offensive at worst. I think that this is why both the movie and Magneto Testament versions of the character are given a natural hair color. Of course, there is a comic where Magneto is explicitly depicted as white haired from birth including his time during the Holocaust (House of M) but I haven't read it yet so I can't comment on whether or not I think it is in poor taste. As for why de-aged child Magneto is consistently depicted with white hair, it would be because this version of him already manifested his mutant abilities. If he didn't have a mutation affecting his hair color at all, then this detail would be inexplicable (but this is an X-Men comic so who knows atp).

The difference between physical mutations and mutant powers is a whole other thing. We see mutants like Nightcrawler who are physically mutated from birth but don't unlock their mutant powers until puberty, and we see characters like Glob Herman who look normal as children and then physically mutate at puberty in addition to getting their mutant powers. There doesn't seem to be a set rule when it comes to physical mutations like hair color and whether they manifest at birth or not. For Lorna, whose background has been rewritten several times throughout her history, she is said to have been green haired since birth in one comic and then had her hair turn green when her powers activated in another. The fun of comics with decades of history and dozens of different writers and artists is that you get to pick and choose what details you like and want to keep. There is no "right" interpretation of a character and that is both frustrating and freeing. That being said I obviously have not read every X-Men comic out there, so there are definitely details I missed and haven't considered yet.

Please share in the notes your opinion on white haired Magneto and your own personal head-canon!

[kurtty-drabbles]

hi mun, i can't help but feel the greatest bit of irony with uncanny spiderman is that for a mini tied to a one-shot there to remove azazel as nightcrawler's father... the mini accidentally makes him act like azazel would and even did which only makes them more similar as people that they might as well still be father and son

the whole "fucks off from the plot to do something and then comes back as a cosplayer, with his own self-made costume, doing something completely unrelated to what he was previously shown doing and having the time of his life regardless of how this could impact others" thing is what azazel did during quest for nightcrawler : azazel came out of nowhere, after being gone from nightcrawler's life for god knows how long, happily cosplaying in his own pirate costume and wanting to play pirates with the souls of heaven regardless of how this could impact others

in usm, nightcrawler came out of nowhere, after being gone since sox and away from the plot for god knows how long, cosplaying as spider-man with his own costume (stated canonically) and wanting to have fun during fall of mutants 2.0 regardless of how this could impact others

the irony is even greater here because from what i know, and it seems to be confirmed by previous askers, while nightcrawler was doing that, azazel was playing xmen around the same time... except even just playing xmen got him to actually do something good in fall of mutants 2.0 for mutants and against orchis

and azazel apparently was hired prior by mystique for weapon x (again referencing other askers) so here's still more character consistency for him in his decision making by joining another mutant team under someone else's command than for nightcrawler in fox

you know you messed up big time when you make nightcrawler do something azazel previously did and be the least consistent between the two of them

Hi nonny

You can applaud the sheer irony here. This entire retcon, everything, was to solidify how Azazel is evil and Kurt is good, however, it turns out Azazel is redeemed and Kurt is now the bad person.

Lets take some positivity out of this, haters....never stop hating because marvel can totally hire you!

[samasmith23]

All I can say is… THANK GOODNESS for Si Spurrier’s work on X-Men Blue: Origins #1 which finally restored Chris Claremont’s original vision of Mystique being Nightcrawler’s father and Destiny his mother!

Also, thankfully the only time I can recall Azazel appearing in the comics outside of The Draco storyline is in the opening arc of Jason Aaron’s short-lived Amazing X-Men series, The Quest For Nightcrawler, and at least there the book is self-aware that Azazel is a stupid villain and just has fun with it by making him the captain of a demonic pirate crew that’s trying to conquer Heaven and the afterlife, and a then-deceased Nightcrawler has to team up with the X-Men to lead his own pirate crew to combat Azazel!

The Quest For Nightcrawler was a silly,but overall fun & harmless supernatural swashbuckling adventure story, unlike The Draco which was just poorly-written borderline character-assassination for Nightcrawler’s character (implying that his father is the Devil completely misses the point of what Kurt represents for the mutant metaphor)!

A time-stamp so bad that it gives the ones from Frank Miller’s All-Star Batman & Robin a serious run for their money in just how little sense it makes! From Chuck Austen’s most infamous X-Men storyline, The Draco, wherein the very first page of the issue flashing back to Nightcrawler’s birth is complete and utter FAIL:

To explain why Nightcrawler’s birth taking place “20-years ago” makes absolutely ZERO sense, when Kurt Wagner was established as a member of the all-new X-Men in Giant-Sized X-Men #1 during the mid-1970s, it was established that the youngest team member at the time was Colossus at age 18. And shortly after in Uncanny X-Men (1963) #129, Kitty Pryde joined the team at age 13 and-a-half. And to make matters even worse, shortly before The Draco came out in the early 2000s it was established in Chris Claremont’s X-Treme X-Men run that Kitty held a job bartender while attending the University of Chicago, and in the city of Chicago required people to be at least 21-years-old in order to have a bartending license at the time the series was written.

So that means at least 7-years had passed in-universe between Nightcrawler’s introduction to the X-Men and the Draco, and Kurt was obviously older than 17 in Giant-Sized X-Men #1. So there’s absolutely no way his birth took place “20-years-ago.”

You’d think an editor would have caught such an obvious mistake… but I guess not…

And that’s not even getting into the WORST aspects of The Draco, which not only made Nightcrawler’s father this Satan-wannabe named Azazel (which thankfully the recent X-Men Blue: Origins one-shot retconned by going with Claremont’s original plan of Mystique being Kurt’s true father and Destiny his mother…), but features Azazel stupidly plotting to escape from a Hell-like dimension he was trapped in by going to Earth to breed a bunch of mutant teleporters who could open a portal allowing him to return to Earth.

Except… if Azazel could already leave his dimension in order to have a bunch of babies on Earth, then what’s even the point of his plan in the first place?!

From Uncanny X-Men (1963) #428 by Chuck Austen & Sean Phillips.

[tobiasdrake]

Not sure why Nightcrawler didn't show up in X3, but now that you point it out I'm kinda glad the 'smile moar' thing with Storm didn't seem to pop up again.

Oddly enough, they do explain where Nightcrawler went....

...in a cheaply made tie-in video game that no one played. X-Men: The Official Game takes place between X2 and X3, with players alternating between Wolverine, Iceman, and Nightcrawler.

The game reveals Jason and Deathstrike to both be alive and building Sentinels, while also roping in Hydra and the Silver Samurai. It also brings back Sabretooth so he can have a more dignified death than just falling on a boat.

At the end of the game, Nightcrawler formally leaves the X-Men because their lives are too violent for a man of peace like him. He and Xavier part on amicable terms and that's that.

It was written by the guy who penned Last Stand as well as Chris Claremont, the author of the Dark Phoenix Saga that Last Stand would adapt. It was also timed to release one week prior to Last Stand, so you can tell they wanted it to be a part of the Last Stand experience, so to speak.

But it was also a janky piece of shit made on a $5 budget released into a market oversaturated with cheap, janky tie-in video games to big movies. So it's kinda like if Marvel Puzzle Quest was canon to Avengers: Endgame.