A New Roommate Curse M!A 9/9


Visit Ericka in Tucson Adventure Part 2

Spending time with my sister and my friends continues to get better. R-Galaxy had some great figures! I purchased a Jill Valentine (I don’t have enough Resident Evil Toys), a super realistic Ben Grimm from the Fantastic Four film (it looks just like Michael Chiklis and has awesome weight to his punches; perfect for slamming other figures); a glow in the fucking dark Deadman (very glow in the dark and a great magical being added to the collection), and a variant bald Marvel Legends Bishop (he’s tough as fuck).

I also got some more sick books! I got volume 2 of All New XMen, Xmen Endangered Species, XMen: Curse of the Mutants, and Astonishing XMen Book 2. Oh and a Kanye West movie. Pretty awesome finds if I can say so myself!

Letting my friends play with my figures led to some pretty raunchy scenes of insatiable hedonism.

Silver Blood (3/?)

Originally posted by carpelunam

Part 1

Part 2


Summary: Lightning curses through your veins, but you’re not your average mutant. No, you’re a silver blood. And one of the last of them, might I add. With this silver cursing through your veins and lightning flowing through your body, you are unstoppable. That is until you meet the Avengers, and until you are forced to join them.

Pairings: Avengers x Reader, Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Smut

A/N: This was inspired by Victoria Aveyard , The Red Queen, and, The Glass Sword.

Word Count: Around 1490 (how in the fucking hell did I get it to be this long omg)


A couple months had passed with me living at the tower. Things had definitely changed and, in my opinion, it was more so for the better than the worse. Everyone had completely warmed up to me, although Bucky a bit more than the rest.

My “relationship” with Bucky could easily be described as complicated.

It seemed like we had two settings; with other people or alone together.

When with others, we were nothing more than friends. Laughing over inside jokes and playing ‘footsie’ under the table.

When alone? Well I guess you could say it depended on the day. Today for instance, was a prime example of my favorite.

Bucky pushed me up against the door and pressed his lips to mine, “God, I missed you.”

I chuckled breathlessly, tilting my head to the side to give him more access to my neck - to which he eagerly accepted, “Bucky, you were only gone two days.”

He huffed, biting down on my pulse point gently, “Two days too long.”

I arched into his touch and tugged at his hair, “When you put it that way…”

Bucky grinned and brought his lips up to mine, running his hands up and down my sides, giving my ass a firm squeeze, “I could put it in many ways, doll. But frankly I’m not sure there is enough time in the world for that.”

I smirked, “Oh really? Well, I’m sure we still have enough time to start somewhere.”

Bucky chuckled as he threw me down onto the bed and hovered over me with a wicked grin, “I’ve never loved you so much as I do in this moment.”

I didn’t have time to spare those words a second thought as Bucky wasted no time bringing his head down between my legs and nudging my thighs apart.

I eagerly did as he wanted, watching as he worked off my shorts and threw them somewhere across the room.

He glanced up at me and gave me a shit eating grin that I could honestly just smack off his face. Before I could offer a witty comment he took the waistband of the panties I was wearing and quickly tore them off, wasting zero time getting back to my now aching pussy. He instantly attached his mouth to my cunt, causing a loud moan to fall from my mouth, as he started eating me out at an ungodly pace.

He started sucking harshly on my cilt, and gripping my hips to still my movements as  I moaned - the sound echoing off the walls.

I had to bite my lower lip, drawing a small amount of blood, to keep from screaming as he entered two fingers into me, and started pumping them in and out.

Soon it all became too much, causing me to yell out, as I finally went over the edge and came on his fingers. I couldn’t help but shiver as I heard him cleaning me up quickly, before he pulled his fingers from me.


I gave Bucky a wide eyed look before I looked over at the door, “Er… yes?”

Tony’s voice came from outside the door, as Bucky and I tried to steady our breathing, “You need to come down to the cells. We caught someone today, and I think you’re going to want to see them.”

I sighed and shifted away from Bucky, grabbing some new panties - the old ones now ripped thanks to Bucky (though I wasn’t complaining) - as I looked for my shorts, “You sure it can’t wait?”

Tony sighed from outside the door, “No it can’t. Can I just come in?”


Realizing I had yelled that far to quickly and in a state of panic, I cleared my throat and said in a normal voice, “I mean… you can’t. I’m not dressed.”

I could practically hear the smirk on his face as he said, “Ever the reason why you should let me in. I could help you get dressed.”

I glanced towards Bucky, not missing the fact that he went stiff, a stoic expression settling on his face.

“Haha. Very funny. Maybe next time you see me in your dreams, I’ll let you help. Okay?”

Tony chuckled as he walked away, his footsteps bouncing off the empty halls outside, “Maybe if I’m lucky it won’t just be in a dream. Remember to come to the cells, okay?”

“Got it.”

Bucky huffed and glared at me, “What the hell was that?”

I rolled my eyes at Bucky and finally giving up the search for my long gone shorts, instead settling for taking off my shirt and going through my closet for something else to put on, “It was a conversation.”

Bucky scoffed and stood up from the bed, “Really? Because to me it sure fucking sounded like he was flirting with you.”

I sighed and look at Bucky over my shoulder as I picked out a dress and pulled it on, “He was. But he’s Tony. He flirts with everyone.”

Bucky sighed and walked over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist with a pout, “I don’t like when he flirts with you.”

I chuckled gently and wiggled out of Bucky’s grip, grabbing some pumps and pulling them on, “I don’t like a lot of things, love, but I have to deal with them. Now come on. Let’s go see what’s down there waiting for us.”

Despite his whines of protest, Bucky walked down with me to the cells.

When I walked in, no one paid any mind to Bucky, but instead cast me worried glances.

I raised a brow at their behavior before I glanced towards the cells.

What I saw, made my eyes go wide, and my heart clench in fear, “Acis?”

A wicked grin spread across his face as I ran towards the door and tried to open it, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Your little friends won’t be happy…”

I scoffed, short circuiting the lock and going inside, “Shut up. I thought you were dead. What happened?!”

He rolled his eyes pulling me in for a hug, “And I thought you didn’t wear dresses. A lot has changed, lightning girl.”

Noting the fear everyone was displaying, I glanced up at Acis with a small frown, “Why are you calling me that? You’ve always been so big on treating me normally.”

Acis snarled, grabbing me by the throat and pushing me roughly against the glass of the cell, “Like I said Y/N. A lot has changed.”

I gasped for breath and struggled against his hold, “Why… why are you doing this? I thought… I thought you were my friend.”

He barked out a laugh, dropping me roughly to the ground and circling around me like I was his prey, “I was anything but your friend. Years. I spent years comforting you and letting you spill all your little secrets to me as I waited. All I had to wait for the right time. Unfortunately for me, these guys made a move first. So I had  to follow out on a plan of my own.”

I glanced towards everyone - who was currently trying anything and everything to get into the cell and help me - before I looked back towards Acis, tears of anger prickling my eyes, “I… I…”

He turned towards me with a nasty grin, “What happened? Cat got your tongue?”

He took a step towards me and returned his hands to their previous place around my neck as he dragged me up against the wall to his eye level, “I will not let you be my undoing. I plan to kill you and I plan to do it right here, in front of all your so called friends.”

I put as much steel as I could in my gaze as I kicked him away, using the training Nat and Steve had been giving me, and then pinned him down, “Well I’m sorry but I just don’t think you’ll get the chance to do that.”

“Put me out of my misery. Kill me. Right now. Tell your family about this too. Oh wait… you’ve forgotten about them haven’t you? Haven’t spared them a thought since you were brought here into this life of luxury and comfort. Haven’t thought about how they may be dying of starvation? No, of course you haven’t. Because you only think about yourself. That is one thing that hasn’t changed about you lightning girl. And it’s one thing that won’t.”

Letting out a yell of rage, I called for my sparks and shocked Acis, either knocking him out or killing him - at the moment I was passed the point of caring.

After I pulled away, not even glancing at everyone else, I curled up into a ball and cried.

And cried.

And cried.

And cried.

All the tears I had held in, all the thoughts threatening to ruin my mood, everything.

I just let go.

  • Casey: Yeah, we're like the Avengers. Okay Leo can be Captain America, April's Black Widow-
  • Donnie: Who are you?
  • Casey: Uhhggg. Tony Stark. Obviously.
  • Donnie: Oh whatever, you're totally Hawkeye.
  • Casey: Comic book Hawkeye or movie Hawkeye?
  • Donnie: Movie Hawkeye.
  • Casey: (raises hockey stick) You fuck yourself!

All-New X-Men vol. 2, no. 18 (2016)
variant cover by Stéphane Roux

Dennis Hopeless (W) • Mark Bagley (A/C)
Ivx Variant Cover By Stéphane Roux
• Teenaged CYCLOPS has been living in the shadow of his predecessor, cursed to wear the face of the most infamous mutant on Earth.
• But he’s about to learn the truth behind his counterpart’s quest to destroy the Inhumans…
• And there’s going to be HELL TO PAY.
32 PGS./Rated T+ …$3.99

X-Men: Evolution Sentence Starters
  • “ Ex-girlfriend? “ 
  • “Did you see me? Did you?”
  • “Welcome to Sanctuary. “
  • “ You’ve been given a wonderful gift.“
  • “ You got any special talents that brought you here?“
  • “You round up those jokes you call friends, and meet me at your place. “
  • “now that you’re out of school, you’ll be taking a real test. “
  • “I don’t have a gift, just a curse. “
  • “  The course has a new objective today, it’s called Mutant Dodgeball.“
  • “We don’t go anywhere we ain’t wanted. “
  • “Hey, if you can’t be cool, be feared. My momma always told me that. “
  • “I’m going to die. “
  • “  Hi. I have to know, are you insane?“
  • “You can… and you will. “
  • “I wonder why did you do it? “
  • “ I am real glad you dropped by since I’ve been bored out of my skull. “
  • “You’re so slow, you couldn’t catch flies off a windshield! “
  • “  Fight like a man! “
  • “  Yes. The boy/girl is, indeed, gifted. He/she could be one of us. “
  • “  I wish it was. Welcome home, old friend. We’ve missed you. “
  • “ Heh! We showed him. We are the X-Men!“
  • “ I don’t fight your battles. So don’t fight mine“
  • “ … and keep an eye on the half-pint here. “
Silver Blood (1/?)

Originally posted by teapotsandroses

Summary: Lightning curses through your veins, but you’re not your average mutant. No, you’re a silver blood. And one of the last of them, might I add. With this silver cursing through your veins and lightning flowing through your body, you are unstoppable. That is until you meet the Avengers, and until you are forced to join them. 

Pairings: Avengers x Reader, Bucky x Reader

 Warnings: Verbal abuse (? ish), Swearing

A/N: This was inspired by Victoria Aveyard , The Red Queen, and, The Glass Sword.

Word Count: 1765


Silver blood. That’s what I was labeled. That’s what I am. The silver blood’s once held the power. They once had the world under their control. That was, until an organization called, ‘Shield’ came along. Shield decided that people should be free and that they would protect them. Shield decided they would take us down. But what they didn’t realize is that some silvers still live. I was one of those few.

Silver bloods had always been known as a danger. Silver bloods are different. They have powers. They can control things. Some can bend metal and iron to their will. Others can control and create fire. There are even some that can control ice and water. But me? I can create lightning. But being the only one with this power isn’t much of a good thing. That’s why I hide it. Keep it a secret from the world. And at this time in the Silver community? It hasn’t been very hard.

The Silver community was at it’s all time low. People were fighting for power, there was scarcely any food, and there was still a war raging on. Most families had already lost their eldest children to the war. Most are forced to live a life of thievery. Some still get by and can live a somewhat comfortable life. My family? Well we most definitely were not rich. But we were not poor to the point where we had no food. I guess you could say we were in between.

  “Y/N is that you?! Come help me with dinner!”

I sighed, hanging up my coat and moving into our, small, kitchen, “Hi Mom.”

“Just please start on dinner with me? Aviana, Brice, Shaun, and Tuck are almost home.”


“Jackson is outside.”

I sighed,helping to prepare the rest of dinner. As we finished setting the dining table everyone had arrived home. “Great! Everyone is here! I just finished up dinner.”

I scoffed, “With my help.”

My mother glared at me before motioning everyone over to the table, “Come sit. Enjoy.”

Everyone took their seats, leaving me sandwiched besides, Aviana and Tuck. I looked over at Aviana with a smile, “Did you have a good day?”

  She nodded, whispering back to me, “Did you-”

My sister was the one person in my family I confided in most. While she knew I had powers, unlike the rest of my family, she didn’t know what they were. She would ask me everyday if I’ve used them or told anyone. The answer was always the same.


“So mom how was your day?”

I glanced up at Brice, who was sitting besides my father and mother as he was the eldest of the 6 children.

“It was great. Very productive.”

I snorted, quickly taking a sip of water in an attempt to cover it. My mother had done nothing for us ever since the fall of the silvers. She was use to being able to afford what she wanted. She wasn’t use to working.

She narrowed her eyes at me, “How about you, Y/N? I don’t see you being productive with your abilities. You do nothing. You are not one to talk.”

I huffed, mumbling, “Would it kill you to not be such an asshole to me?”

She glared back, obviously having heard what I said, “Would it kill you to not be such a waste?”

We all stood in a stunned silence for a moment. Sure my mother hasn’t been the fondest of me but she had never, ever, said something like that to me before. I reacted before anyone else and pushed away from the table, standing abruptly and causing the chair to fall.

  “Would it kill you to get off your ass and do something for this family? I’m done. You can be the cause of this family’s starvation, but I want no part in this anymore.”

Aviana jumped up grabbing my arm as I turned to leave, “Y/N calm down! You don’t need to leave.”

I sighed, making eye contact with her for a moment, “You know I need to leave. I can’t live like this. It’s not like you won’t see me… I’ll come visit you at work okay?”

My younger sister nodded, wrapping her arms around me, whispering, “I love you Y/N.”

  I exhaled slowly before pulling away, “I love you too.”

  I glanced around at my family and made my way over to the door.


I looked back toward my mother, “What?”

“You forgot your things.”

The small glimmer of hope that had spark in me vanished. I held my fist clenched at my sides practically shaking with rage, spitting out, “Sell it. Maybe then I’ll have been some use to you.”

I left slamming the door behind me and ran down the street. I had no idea where I was going. All I knew was that I had to keep going. I needed to be gone. I stopped at the beach and sat on the sand with my knees brought up to my chest. I was now completely and utterly alone. I stared back out towards the Silver’s community watching the sun set behind it. The buildings didn’t look run down from this view. The streets didn’t look cracked and broken. You couldn’t see the rumble of, what once was, a home. Everything looked at peace.

That was the first thing that should have tipped me off.

I pushed myself up from the send, dusting myself off and trudged slowly back towards the city. Acis, my best friend since childhood, would let me stay with him right? It wouldn’t be for too long. Just long enough for me to figure out where I’m going and what I’m going to do. After all Acis was the only one who knew about my powers. The only one who i actually showed it too. He was the only one I could ever fully trust. I had known Acis since before the downfall and before our families weren’t, basically, living in poverty. He knew me better than anyone else. He’d even let me crash at his place when my mom was being too much of a bitch to handle.


My head snapped up to witness what caused the noise. My eyes widened as I saw something familiar now blasted into pieces and burning. I started to run in the direction of the explosion. No. It couldn’t be. He has to be safe. It couldn’t have been his house.


I screamed out in as I dropped to my knees in front of the burning rubble that once was his house, ignoring the pain of my skin making contact with the flame. He was always home at this hour. He would have been here eating his supper with his parents. But now he’s not here. Now he’s gone.

  I let out a yell of anger as I stood up to my full height, letting the lighting flow through me freely. I search from the source of the incident and see a helicarrier flying around above. I can now feel the heat of the sparks running up and down my body, setting every nerve on fire and alerting every fiber within me of what is to come. It isn’t a bad feeling though. It makes me feel alive for the first time in years. And this feeling? I am not putting it to waste. I aim my hands up toward the helicarrier and let the sparks fly. They start shooting bullets at me but nothing hit me. I’ve set up a forcefield to protect myself from them as I fire my own shots, of lightning.

“HOLD YOUR FIRE. We don’t want to hurt you!”

I scanned the sky and find a metal man flying farther to the left of the helicarrier. His words don’t make me calm my actions. They make me repeat them with more force. But this time, it’s directed at him. My lightning hits the suit sending sparks flying out of it and the man flying to the ground.

I grinned triumphantly before yelping in pain and falling to the ground clutching my side. A bullet had finally reached me. The forcefield I had made dropped after I directed my energy towards the man, giving them a clear shot to attack.

“We never wanted to hurt you. We just wanted to make peace.”

I glared up at the man wearing the american flag on a suit, who I recognized faintly as Captain America, that had somehow dismounted the helicarrier and was now standing in front of me. “Peace? You threw your fucking peace out the window after you ruined my city. After you blew up Acis’ house!”

The man watched me, shield still raised, concerned, “We won’t hurt you. We can help you further develop your powers!”

I groaned, clutching my side tighter, before giving the man a stony gaze, “You obviously know nothing about here, so let me give you some advice. Shut the fuck up. You’re not here alone with me. You can never be alone. Another piece of advice? Get out. I don’t need your help developing my powers. I’m doing just fine.”

“Oh please. Steve can we just go?”

I glared at the man who had just appeared besides the other. I opened my mouth to speak but then stopped short. That man’s arm was made out of metal. If I could just short circuit it then they would leave me alone. Right?

I lifted my hand up and focused all my energy on him, ignoring the pain. His arm soon hung limply at his side.

“FUCK, She did something to my arm.”

I huffed defiantly, “Did you expect me to go willingly with you? I don’t even know who you all are.”

I felt a sharp stab in my arm and then a whisper, “Of course not. But we tried. It’s called Plan B. Oh and we’re the avengers. It’s honestly great to meet you, little lightning girl.”

I huffed, turning my head toward the person, a red headed women, behind me, “What the fuck did you just do to me?”

The red head’s face broke out into an evil smile, “Don’t worry. It’ll just make you sleep for a while… at least I think. I could have grabbed the wrong syringe.”

  I opened my mouth to speak but no words wanted to come out. My eyes were suddenly closing and my body felt heavy. The world quickly faded out to black as my body fell limply backwards.

(I’m posting this again because I’ve decided to change the pairing and I couldn’t find the original post and just edit it. But I mean… on the bright side, this means i’m still writing this series??? yay?? - Steph)

X-Men: Charles/Reader

Hi! Could I possibly have a young Charles Xavier imagine (somewhere in between the First Class movie) where y/n has really bad nightmares so one night she lets Charles in her head for the first time and he comforts her and stays with her the rest of the night? Thank you lovely!

Young Charles Xavier imagine/oneshot where Charles walks In on y/n while she’s panicking because her powers are getting stronger and she is having trouble controlling them? You can decide how it ends . :)

(Hope you like it!)


Queen of Geeks

There are days where being a mutant is a blessing. And then there are the days where being a mutant is a curse. Let’s start of with the curse aspect: there is a very high chance of me setting things on fire. That may or may not include people. The blessings? I can simple wear jeans and a t-shirt while there is ten feet of snow outside the mansion.

Everyone was layered in clothes that covered themselves while I wandered around the mansion barefoot, my feet against the cold wooden floors. My feet were warm however and I felt comfortable.

“(Y/N)?” I turned when I heard Alex call from one of the rooms. “You mind lighting the fireplace?”

I stood there and stared at him. “I don’t really think that’s a good idea.” I admitted.

“Please, we just need to warm the place up.” Raven added appearing behind him.

I sighed and walked into the living room where they were sitting. Everyone had taken their seats and I stood in front of the fireplace. My hands were balled up at my sides and I knew I had to light the fire. I only needed enough to light the fire.

Slowly, I held out my hands to the fireplace and focused. My hands were growing warmer and fire quickly jumped off my arms. However, it wasn’t just a few little sparks or flames, it was huge roaring flames that made everyone jump back. I stumbled and fell feeling weakened by using my powers. I took a deep breath and nausea washed over me.

“What’s going on?” Everyone turned their heads to see Charles had walked into the room.

“I tried lighting the fire.” I gestured to the fire that was burning brightly in the fireplace. Charles walked over and held a hand out to me. I took it and let him pull me up despite the fact I was ready to vomit.

“Are you okay?” Raven asked as I pressed my hand against my head to stop the pounding.

“Yeah, I think need to go and eat something.” I told her.

“I’ll take (Y/N) to get some food.” Charles announced leading me out the room.

Usually, that would leave everyone snickering about how Charles refused to leave my side or vice versa. Instead, they stayed quiet and the only sound that filled the room was the sound of the fire crackling. Sometimes it would lead to Charles leaving me a few minutes and then Alex and Raven teasing me. I’m not sure if they teased Charles…

Charles and I went into the kitchen where I was lead to a seat. Falling into it, I took a deep breath to hopefully stop my headache. Nothing happened. As I sat with my head in my hands, I could hear the fridge door open and things being slid around before being closed. Looking up, I saw Charles had a plate in his hands as he looked for a tray to cook the food in.

“I can heat it up.” I told him.

“You just used all your energy.” Charles reminded me. I smiled and leaned back in my chair. Charles heated the food up and brought it to the table with a knife and fork. As I began eating, I could feel my energy coming back.

“What were you doing?” Charles asked next to me.

“I thought I could light the fire.” I explained. “Except my powers are growing stronger.”

“It’s been fine up until now.” Charles noted. I nodded. “(Y/N), is everything okay?”

“Yeah, it’s just, my powers go a little awry during the winter. I think it’s the weather.” I shrugged my shoulders. Charles nodded and I finished the food. “What if something happens?”

“(Y/N), the mansion if one of the safest places for you to be. If there’s anything you need, let me know.”

“I will.”


Once everyone had eaten dinner, the house went quiet. Everyone retreated to their bedrooms or to do whatever they needed. After changing into sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt, I crawled into bed and fell asleep quickly.

However, it wasn’t a good night. I tossed and turned in my bed as nightmares burned themselves into my mind.

Fire. My arms were on fire and everything else was ablaze. Flames were licking the walls and the ceiling. Everything was catching fire quickly and burning. There were screams as everything continued to burn. So many people were getting hurt.

I woke up screaming and sweating. My bedroom door flew open and standing in the doorway were the rest of the X-Men. I brought my knees to my chest as I struggled for air.

“Guys, go away.” I told them exhaling. There was no sound of them moving.

“Everyone can go back to bed.” Charles told everyone from behind the back of the crowd. Everyone retreated to their rooms in silence. I shook as I kept my head down. The bed shifted as Charles sat down on the edge of it.

“A few years ago, I thought I was getting sick. I had a fever and everyone though it was a flu. Everyone went to bed and then next thing I knew was that there was fire.”

“I knew that.” Charles tapped his temple and I nodded.

“It feels better to actually tell someone though.” I sighed and rested my chin on my knee. “Charles, I know that this is odd, but could you stay?”

“Yes, of course I can.” Charles sat down next to me and I rested my head on his shoulder. “If you need to talk about anything, you can come to me.”

“Thank you Charles.” I smiled lightly when he kissed the top of my head. Charles wrapped an arm around me and I could feel warm thoughts filling my head.

Face it, Summers. No matter which way you cut it, you’re the one X-Man who can’t hide what he is… and who dares not forget, because if he does, someone might get killed. Killed by my eyes! My cursed, mutant, energy-blasting eyes!
—  Cyclops (as written by Early Chris Claremont), from (All-New, All-Different) X-Men #94.