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❝ Tomorrow, mankind will know that mutants exist. They will fear us, and that fear will turn to hatred. ❞
tag as: waywardmartyr [XMFC Erik Lehnsherr/Magneto] pre Cuba / post DOFP pan fandom
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                                    Being ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ is the, is the best way to be                                   When I’m by myself it’s the best way to be                                    When I’m all ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ it’s the best way to be                            When I’m by myself, nobody else can say ɢᴏᴏᴅʙyᴇ

Inside The Actor's Studio Edition. Tagged by telepathic-labrat
So the purpose of this meme is to give a little info on your muses without having to rely on others to fill your ask with meme questions. I know how disappointing it can be to come back to an empty ask so I wanted to create a meme that anyone and everyone can do (mun and muse). The rules are simple, you do not need to be tagged to fill out the questions, but once you have you must reblog and tag 10 of your followers to spread the love (as well as add a question of your own to the bonus section). You can fill it out as many times as your heart desires (we all know muses can change with their character development.)
10 Questions:
1. What is your favourite word?
It's useful in a range of situations.
2. What is your least favourite word?
Anything derogative.
3. What turns you on?
Very little.
4. What turns you off?
5. What sound do you love?
Nothing springs to mind.
6. What sound do you hate?
People chewing loudly.
7. What is your favourite curse word?
I don't particularly use any.
8. What profession other than yours would you like to attempt?
Anything with metal I suppose.
9. What profession would you not like to do?
Anything involving people.
10. If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the pearly gates?
I'd rather rip the gates down after what he allowed to happen.
Bonus Questions:

1. Something most people don’t know about you?

If I wanted people to know then I'd have told them.

2. If you were one of the seven sins which would you be?


3. What are some notable merits and flaws?

I'm not answering this.

4. Sexual Preference?

I'm not interested in general.

5. What position do you sleep in?


7. If you could change one thing about your life, what would it be?

Since I can't it's not particularly relevant.

8. What do you keep on your nightstand?

Nothing that's on it is mine.

|| 10 tagged muses ||:

IDK do it if you want to /o/

MAGNETO;   t h e   M A S T E R   o f   M A G N E T I S M
Magnetism is one of the fundamental forces of nature. Where do you think sunlight comes from? Stellar fusion is born of the interaction between gravity and magnetism. Thank your various deities for the conflict in his soul. Within Erik Lehnsherr is the rational man who struggles constantly with the methods employed by Magneto to achieve what he believes are righteous goals. The child of the holocaust who fears becoming what he most hates. If those two elements ever reconcile, there could be no practical limit to what he might accomplish.  - Doc McCoy, Excalibur v3 #11

People always seem to just run with the idea that “all interpretations are true”, but forget the corollary that “all interpretations are true so long as they’re rational and you can derive it from evidence in the text”. And by this, I mean that there’s a limit to fan interpretations/theories/headcanons that you can come up with before it sounds like you’re talking about a whole different work entirely.   


"Yes." Was all he gave for that, not really sure why he’d need any more than what he absolutely needed. He was confident in what he had and the abilities of that— any more would be taking up space that was needed for other things. Hm.

Oh, and now he was asking about the technicalities. That was fine, of course. He’d always wanted to share the process of his work, hopefully inspiring others and just generally getting it off his shoulders; you learned more about what you were doing when you spoke about it, of course. Charles explained away in a chipper fashion, grinning with excitement as he spoke about his process.

It was strange however, traveling with another who wasn’t an associate or a colleague or anything like that. No, this man was… well, Charles didn’t know who it truly was outside of a simple name. He didn’t really keep up to date with the news either, so really. Instead he simply stared at the man for a moment before returning his attention to the iron beast before him, while his Espeon made content sounds at the actions which Erik made behind her ear, proceeding to jump onto his lap. Well them.

The professor listened to his companion’s story, however, looking genuinely interested as he went on about the order and time-frame he had each of his beasts.  A small smile appeared on red lips, finding it endearing. "That so…?" He asked lightly, "I think it’s nice. You have a strong bond with them and it shows quite nicely." A hum. "I have— many, as you see, most for not long, but the ones I carry I’ve had longest."

Looking to the sky he watched as the sun set into the horizon, a wistful sigh leaving him as he stretched. Their location would be alive with the sound of natural nightlife, something he was amusingly excited over.

A part of him was tempted to push the Espeon off, disgruntled at the presumption his lap was prime real estate for planting asses. Instead he just pursed his lips and continued scratching, using his other hand to shift the pokemon into a position where minimum elbow digging was involved. "We do well enough together." Was all he chose to say on the comment of any connection.

In truth it was no lie. Despite differences and the occasional scuffle it was a team that worked well, no doubt because in the end they were all the others had. Erik had children of course, but on the best of days the three were estranged from him and on the worst? Well, it was better left unsaid to be honest. Those particular things were not the sort Erik cared to pay much mind to else he'd end up in a tailspin he wanted nothing to do with.

Instead he just listened as Charles spoke, vaguely interested but not really. "I see." Droll as he watched the other stretch, arching a brow before scoffing. Turning away he watched the other pokemon, humming as his Metagross fleeted between Charles' psychic types. Glad, it seemed, to be able to make some kind of visceral connection with it's own type. "Why Psychic types?" He asked suddenly, turning back to look at the other. His Aggron had long since fallen asleep curled up against the other man.

my name / its meaning [x]:          Erik (scandanavian) — “one ruler”         Magnus (scandanavian) — “great”         Lehnsherr (german) — “feudal lord”         Max (latin) — “greatest”         Eisenhardt (german, jewish) — “strong as iron
western zodiac [x]: Sagittarius 
chinese zodiac [x]: Snake
celtic zodiac [x]: Elder - The Seeker
myers-briggs type indicator [x]: INTJ - The Strategist 
the four temperaments [x]: Choleric
enneagram [x]: Type 1 - The Reformer
soul type [x]: The King