#mutantmuses

[watsonjackpot]

+ @mutantmuses I Continued from here ( X )

+ It had been a TORTUREOUS few weeks . While even just being a RESERVE member of the new band of AVENGERS , which was an HONOR in its own right, she had been called away to help with things alongside Peter . And even with the unmistakable HELP they'd been able to bring , it had been time away from HOME . For someone who had wrestled with bouts of HOME-SICKNESS during her modelling and acting gigs, it had almost seemed TEN-FOLD this time .

" I missed you so much . " she breathed, each word seemingly hot with her breath . The thought of having to spend another hour or so at this PARTY when she just wanted to curl up with her lover seemed like TORTURE . Hence why she'd stolen this tiny moment away from all prying eyes. " It feels like ages since we've just been alone . "

[raregcms]

@mutantmuses // from here

It would be a lie for Calvin to claim he'd thought about this for a long time -- in fact, the mere idea had been almost unthinkable at first, aside from mere curiosity. Rogue had always had a certain untouchable quality that had nothing to do with her mutation. People around her who would have happily strung up a handsome blond nearly twice her age if he'd made a move. But she wasn't that girl anymore, the one who needed somebody to protect her. She'd been put through a ringer he couldn't even imagine, and come out the other side swinging.

Whatever affection he'd had for her had been born of respect, not attraction. Not to say he didn't find her gorgeous, of course, but she was, as the saying went, more than a pretty face.

And he'd always wondered how their powers would react to one another. He couldn't copy her power, and he'd tried -- all he wound up with was a nasty headache for the trouble. So here he was, trying to make her see that she didn't have to be so guarded with him. That if his power didn't work on her, logic dictated that hers didn't work on him. And she was just stubborn enough that the only way to prove it was, well--

Her tears surprised him, but they weren't unexpected. He reached up, brushing a thumb -- a bared, unprotected digit -- under her eye to wipe away the tears. And while his skin did tingle somewhat as her power tried and failed to draw his lifeforce off him, he didn't shy away. He leaned down and pressed another kiss, soft, against her temple. "I tried to tell you… now do you believe me?"

[morinotsume]

@mutantmuses // from here

The mindfulness about her powers was well-trained enough to be close to instinct -- her cheek against Logan's shoulder wrapped up in its leather jacket, his own cheek gently pressing to the side of her head so that his nose got a good breath of the warm familiar scent. He was too stubborn a man to talk about his feelings, but he always got the sense that those close to him, and Rogue especially, could read him like a book regardless. Still, it never hurt to put up a token protest.

"A guy can't give a hug without havin' some ulterior motive?" he asked, one side of his mouth pulling up in a soft smile, giving her ribs a little squeeze before letting go. "S'pose it's a little 'a both. Missed ya, Moonbeam."

[aranaboricua]

🕷️ → ❝ She's lyin'! I ain't drew no nude drawings lately. ❞

[fxturesight]

Continuing from here. @mutantmuses

Irene liked getting up early, it allowed her to take some time to herself, as well as brew some coffee for herself and Raven. Even though she was blind, she had learned how to do much for herself without needing to see. She definitely didn't need to see to know her wife was approaching her. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt the lips and hands on her body, the touch intensified from the decades without sight.

"I was just making coffee, my Raven. I would never stray far..."

Her breath hitched as the hands stopped on her chest, listening as the other moved around to be in front of her, rather than behind. Her words further ignited the fire inside that was always burning for her love, and before she could answer properly, she felt the lips on her own. She gladly kissed back, unable to ever get enough of the other mutant.

[naxghtyslingers]

+ @mutantmuses I Continued from here ( X )

+ The single second that he felt Emma's eyes lock onto his, Peter swore he could feel a chill run down his spine . Getting into this was one of the craziest ideas he'd ever had , that much he was absolutely sure of . But when it came to people he would trust as much as even talking about this idea to ? Emma was near the top of the list . That was never in question in his mind . Leaning back into his chair, he drew in a long, deep breath , before moving his hands over his jeans .

" Well ... Mary Jane and I have been ... experimenting . With trying new things, and well ... " There was heat already pooling in his face, he could feel it. Talking about these kind of private things was rarely easy . " I want to be able to give her the absolute best that I can with this ... idea ... she's got . And I was hoping that you'd ... be able to help me prepare for it. "

[marvelforged]

for @mutantmuses, continued from here

ㅤㅤㅤ"Ah" Bruce huffs a laugh, self-deprecating smile curling at his lips, "C'mon, Nat. Did you forget? The Other Guy won't let me die. I might freeze, but--" He shrugs, "I'll Hulk Out before it kills me."

ㅤㅤㅤAs if that's meant to be reassuring. Bruce shoots Natasha an apologetic look as he stands, brushing the lingering rubble-dust from his tattered pants. "--I'm fine, really. Don't you have a communicator hidden somewhere on your person? You're by far the most prepared Avenger I know, and that includes Steve."

[rcguevariant]

@mutantmuses ~ MYSTIQUE

-> continued (X)

She let out a small sigh of resignation. No matter how tumultuous the relationship, no matter how much she hated Mystique's shady and scheming tendencies, there would always be at least a small sliver of care for her on Rogue's end. She did still consider her her mother in some capacity, after all. She couldn't help rolling her eyes slightly. "Yeah, well, don't get too used to it."

[watsonjackpot]

+ @mutantmuses I Continued from here ( X )

+ The nightgown was one that ANYONE would have absolutely died for . The rose petals woven into the otherwise sheer black material were the only parts not transparent, and no doubt it had cost a PRETTY PENNY . While Peter may have been out of town on some kind of AVENGERS business , she knew SOMEONE who no doubt would appreciate it as much as she did . And not just because of the full VIEW that came with that see-through material .

" Thank you, Mistress. " Mary Jane answered, smiling as she felt a flash of warmth flow throughout her body at the familiar title filling her ears . Her own glass of wine resting in her hand, she toyed with the sash of the robe as she watched Emma come closer .

[raregcms]

@mutantmuses // from here // with TJ

It wasn't often that TJ reached out to Wanda -- as with the world she'd come from, Wanda seemed to have much more going on in her life, much more to juggle, including a couple of sons who, though a surprise, had been a welcome one. She'd always sort of wished she'd had siblings. Not that she regretted a minute of the way she'd been brought up, but she had always felt a little lonely always being surrounded by adults.

This world was different, but the problems were often the same. Kurt had X-Men problems. Wanda had Avengers problems, magical problems. They didn't have much time for an extradimensional daughter they didn't ask for. Yet both always seemed thrilled to see her.

Little things.

"Just missed my mom," she said quietly, one hand settling on the back of one of Wanda's.

[morinotsume]

@mutantmuses // with Jean

It was rare to see Jean overexert herself -- she always seemed like she had reserves upon reserves to draw from, a psionic powerhouse the same way he was a physical one. Went down swinging, metaphorically speaking, and came back for more, every time. To see her falter was a shock. It seemed like she'd really pushed herself this time, and maybe he could understand why. Summers meant well, but his concern could border on overbearing, pushing everybody (and, naturally, Jean herself) to extremes to prove they could do it just fine.

The tang of blood in the air, her blood, dragged him out of the haze of battle, feet skidding on the ground. It was just a Danger Room sim, and he swore on Scott's name as he lurched to catch Jean before her head hit the hard floor.

"Easy, darlin'. I gotcha." He eased her down, propping her back against his shoulder, glaring daggers over at their fearless leader as Cyclops suddenly seemed to realize something was wrong.

[ofthexdream]

starter for @mutantmuses

"Do I scare you, Kitty?"

Illyana keeps her tone nonchalant for the most part. It's not like the answer really mattered anyway. She was aware how much of an anomaly her existence was. The things she could do made a lot of the people at the school uncomfortable. Afraid. And they should be.

Most of the time it wasn't a big deal. That was until they stuck her on a team of kids, several of which thought she was evil given her demonic connections. Then she started wonder if that's how everyone felt. Were they just trying to avoid her ire by pretending to like her.

"It's okay if you say yes. I would only ask that if you make me find a new room to sleep in, I get visitation rights with Lockheed."

[invulnerablextouch]

@mutantmuses || from x

Rogue wanted to laugh at the idea of being Mystique's favorite. What sort of prize was that? She was ready to tell the woman just much good that was to her when Mystique placed her hand against Rogue's cheek. The gesture caught her off guard and for a moment she was just a kid who sought comfort from the hatred of the world in this person. But it was over too quickly.

As Mystique dropped her hand, a hint of the disappointment Rogue felt flickered across her face as she cast her gaze down to the floor.

"Ah never stopped carin' about you. But Ah learned a long time ago that we have different priorities."

She shook her head before looking back up at Mystique, more composed than she had been. "Ah know you didn't come here to get all sentimental with me. So what kind of head's up are you givin' me?"

[marvelousmysteries]

@mutantmuses continued from here: (x)

Steve loved her smile, she worked so hard and was often far too serious for her own good. So moments like this gave him a glimpse of her softer side.

"Hm, then we should slip out and go somewhere your father won't catch us, what do you say, Peg? Let's get out of here, just you and me."

[bothsidesofaquestion]

@mutantmuses | cont.[x]

Kurt is a true romantic. He doesn’t have qualms to admit he’s thought -and even planned- of so many ways or scenarios in how to ask her such an important question.

Although, Kurt is also spontaneous and somewhat(?) impulsive. He also knows that, with this demanding lifestyle, a romantic getaway or even a dinner to pop the question can be difficult to accomplish.

They haven’t had a proper date in months!

So, maybe right after a mission, tired from the battle and with their dirty uniforms might be not the best time but; any mission could be their last.

And he doesn’t want to leave this world before asking, he’s fantasized with popping the question for so many months…

“Look.” He reaches for her hand, his smile is the brightest and his heart is beating so fast he feel he could float!

“I owe you a proper ring but I promise you’re getting one.” He means it, he is a gentleman and he wants to do things right with his beloved Wanda.

“Meanwhile….” He quickly reaches for a hidden pocket in his uniform and takes his hoop earring from it, he always removes it before a mission.

“You don’t have no idea of how happy you’re making me.” He places it around her pinky. “I promise I’ll be the best husband. I love you, my Wanda. Ich Liebe Dich so sehr, Schatz.”

[godresembled]

@mutantmuses asked ❝ [ driver ] ❞

"Natasha..." But he's not really complaining, although he probably should be. Or telling her to stop before they get into a crash that only two of the Avengers could survive. But he's never been able to properly say no to her; it's why their paths have led to this situation in the first place.

He just has to make sure he concentrates on the — so far, thankfully empty — road.