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supercap2319 · 5 months
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"Ow, Y/N! I can't believe you blasted me. My wings are going to be sore tomorrow." Warren complained.
A practice match in the danger room pitted the two mutants against each other. Warren commented that Y/N should stop holding back and really try to hit him. And he did. A flick of his wrist, and he blasted Warren out of the air and onto his wings. Needless to say, he wasn't happy about it.
"You told me to." Y/N protested. "It's not my fault for giving you what you asked for."
"I didn't think you'd actually do it."
"You know for a guy who used to do a lot of mutant cage fighting and worked for Apocalypse; you sure like to bitch a lot."
"Fuck you."
"You wish you could." Y/N smirks.
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seths-art-suffers · 8 months
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I'm reading X-force (2008) and this kepint coming to my head anyway warren x-men I love you so
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v4guelyv4mpiric · 27 days
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i just think they look cool together
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holy-shit-comics · 2 months
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glitchaxolol · 3 months
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So hc: You know our pretty little bird boy, Angel. His wings aren’t actually that of an angel. They are of a dove. He may have descended from the Cheyarafim but after the mutant gene skipped so many generations, the angel part has transformed into a dove, the bird known to be a symbol of god(no I’m not religious, I just grew up Christian). His body temperature is said to be increased but can adapt to almost any temperatures. He ‘whiffles’ such as large birds do(alternating side slipping and briefly turning upside down to quickly lose height before landing). His vision is impeccable, having night vision, enhanced peripheral vision, and he can basically zoom in on targets(increased amount of rods in his eyes and has a reflective surface behind his retinas). He also has a third eyelid that’s transparent that can withstand the high pressures while flying.
But, uh, yeah. There’s probably more but this is all I’m gonna say. There might be some stuff to disprove this but idc, I still say he’s a dove. I just think it’s really cool cuz I’ve been obsessing over Angel lately!<333
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the-ravenist · 1 year
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My Angel
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Warren Worthington x Black!GN!Reader
This happens after Apocalypse, but takes place in this era(like 2019+), Warren is alive, no metal wings or tattoos, implied that Warren plays the guitar, mentions of scars, established relationship, you/your/you're pronouns used, reader is mentioned to be an elemental mutant(ex. poison ivy) is mentioned, reader is black and has locs, def ooc Warren, reader, and warren speak Greek, google translated Greek, warren is heavily devoted to reader, reader is selectively mute, Warren does bird-like things, and reader could be described as autistic
The sound of rain hitting the window fills the dark bedroom, besides the yellow glow that the strawberry-scented candle on the nightstand gives off. The room doesn't really have that much, well besides the guitar and amp in the corner by the window, a couple of cacti, venus flytraps, and butterwort plants sitting on the shelves.
A bouquet of giant white feathers sitting on the desk along with a couple of vintage robot toys and a jar full of shiny rocks and trinkets, a giant beanbag with a gray weighted blanket on it in the corner closest to the closet door, a king-size bed in the center of the largest wall of the room, with a nightstand on either side, a frame of feathers with a date under each one hanging above the bed.
In the middle of the bed is a little hut made up of a pair of white wings, the sound of muffled dialogue is heard from the little hut. Let's move inside the hut, shall we?
Warren's arms are wound tightly around your abdomen, the pressure would feel suffocating to some, but that's how you like it, the pressure gives you comfort.
Both wearing matching loungewear, black long sleeves, and dark gray sweatpants, the only thing different is your sleep socks, yours are black high socks while Warren's are white ankle socks. You are sitting in between his legs, slightly rocking to and fro, eyes watching AFV on the tablet, Warren is sitting behind you his head resting on your shoulder blonde hair resting on your light blue bonnet eyes focusing on the screen letting out a few laughs when something funny happens on screen.
"Do you feel better εραστής," he asks quietly.
Only a couple of hours ago you were training with Ororo, Professor Xavier had pushed saying that "your powers are upgrades of the ones before, so you need control" or something like that.
Now you were already overstimulated beforehand, noises were too loud, you had woken up late, it was your turn to wash dishes and someone had ripped your gloves so you had to touch wet food.
Yeah, the day was terrible, especially after Ororo had accidentally electrocuted you with her lightning, immediately sending you to the medics. You know it was an accident but that doesn't mean you weren't upset.
Warren being the fantastic boyfriend he is, had immediately sensed your distress when Hank told him to come to get you. He wouldn't admit it but, he could feel his heart breaking at the site of your watery eyes and your wrist smacking against each other, they weren't the ones you do when you're happy stimming.
This stimming was harsh, it had left your wrists throbbing, and your right wrist sprained a brace on your said wrist is proof. Yeah, being stronger than a normal human isn't the best part of being a mutant.
"Πως νιόθεις άγάπη μου," Warren whispers the question.
Not taking your eyes off the screen, you murmured an answer.
"Είμαι καλά, πεινάω λίγο." Warren hums in response.
"Μπαστούνια μοτσαρέλα," he asks. You let out a noise of affirmation, you needed your comfort snack right about now.
Warren murmurs a small okay and reaches for his phone, the feeling of one of his arms leaving your body brings a chill to your body. Warren knew that Peter, Ororo, Jean, Scott, and Kurt were downstairs in the kitchen, something about making I'm sorry cookies. Even though it was a bit mean to ask them, well Scott, to make his infamous mozzarella sticks. He didn't really care, he knew Jean would convince him to make them, she always knew how.
As Warren is messaging the small group chat, you started playing with his feathers that were in front of your face. Mind you that Warren's wings are sensitive when it comes to touch, so reactions like flapping it out of fright are completely normal, unless to people who aren't used to it. Warren has learned to control his reactions, yes, but sometimes, most of the time you dear reader catch him off guard.
So when a hum, closely resembling the coo of a bird comes from behind you, followed by a small cough. The tapping of his fingers against his phone continues.
"...did you just coo?"
"..no."
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes, yes you did," you remark as you tickle the feathers in front of your face.
"Okay, o-okay if I agree that I did," he laughs. "Will you let me get you your mozzarella sticks?"
You immediately stop your tyrant as you heard his statement.
"Fine," you speak through muted giggles.
The sound of fingers tapping against the phone screen resumes shortly after. Your attention returns to the show in front of you, and your rocking returns at a much gentler pace.
You don't realize that Warren had successfully gotten Scott to make his infamous mozzarella sticks, and placed his phone back on the charger.
"You know how much I love you right," Warren murmurs close to your ear.
"You tell me any chance you can," you whisper with a small smile.
"Well," he begins to tease. "I love you," a small kiss was placed behind your ear. "I love you," then one on your neck.
"I love you," top of your spine.
"I love you," the top of your blue bonnet.
"I love you," your right shoulder.
"I love you," your left shoulder.
The small kisses never stopped for a while, until he got to your lips. You were left a snorting and giggling mess, your tv show forgotten and tossed onto the other side of your large bed.
Even with your bonnet sliding off your head, showing the retwist of your (h/c) locs, face scrunched up in a mid-laugh cringe. Warren had thought that you are by far the most beautiful person he's met. And that's saying a lot.
You had the same thought as you looked at Warren. His golden curls splayed in an unruly fashion. His cheeks flushed with a shade of pink, lips parted in a slightly large smile. You swear that you had the perfect embodiment of a romanticized angel. His wings spread out don't really help.
You swear that you feel the tension building. Warren's body slightly leans toward your lips. You meet in the middle with a small kiss, which turns into more. Then the next thing you know, you'll and Warren are making out on your shared bed.
There's no sexual heat behind your kisses, it was just pure love and passion. No clashing of teeth or tongue just pecks and little nibbles.
Yet you have to breathe, so you pull away from each other's lips. With foreheads resting on one another, eyes half-lidded but smiling with joy.
"Σ' αγαπώ, λουλούδι μου," Warren mumbles as he rubs his nose against yours.
"Από τον Αγάπο, αγγελέ μου,," you mumble, as you place a small kiss on his lips.
Well, let's just say the makeout session resumed and Jean, Ororo, Scott, Peter, and Kurt leave their hard worked snacks on the floor near the door. Now scared by the sesh that they had just witnessed.
If they had experienced a love like you and Warrens maybe they'd understand.
But Professor X was very upset when he had seen a whole flower garden outside your bedroom window the next morning.
Just maybe...
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Translations:
εραστής - lover
Πως νιόθεις άγάπη μου - how are you feeling my love
Είμαι καλά, πεινάω λίγο - I'm fine, I'm a little hungry
Μπαστούνια μοτσαρέλα - Mozzarella sticks
Σ' αγαπώ, λουλούδι μου - I love you, my flower
Από τον Αγάπο, αγγελέ μου, - From love, my angel
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louisives · 4 months
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Line art under the cut.
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cgbcomics · 1 month
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mikejbecker · 2 years
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X-Men 2022 
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vertigoartgore · 8 months
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House of X/Powers of X HC/TPB cover by Pepe Larraz & Marte Gracia.
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justjoshinh · 3 months
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some xmen art I've been working on. I've loved these characters since I was a child. god I'm old lol #xmen #marvel #comics #rogue #wolverine #gambit #omegared #archangel #fanart
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xmencovered · 5 months
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Marvel Masterpieces Series 3 1994 Powerblast Card (2 of 9) Archangel / Artists: Hildebrandt Brothers
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holy-shit-comics · 6 days
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