Nothing has ever hit the same as The X-Men movies. Like even the bad ones are like a fine powered cocaine that you can still smell on the tip of your nose even after a few days.
Wolverine got tired of always being asked to all these superhero team holiday parties. So one year he decided to orchestrate one massive party for all the heroes. such event transpired that to this day, no one admits the party ever happened
My AU where weapon experiments were terribly wrong and Wolverine become some kind of a monster.
Wolverine and Jubilee first meet
Also, yes, Jubilee is “dressed” like red riding hood because it’s look so funny
Deep into his heart Wolverine is a soft boy… Man… Mutant…
And sometimes after a traumatic life, and probably a very damage brain (I mean his not completely aware of the fact that he is a human) you just need love.
That awkward moment when you just wake up after been crucified and tortured for Days by a bunch of assholes (because you’re a mutant, and probably because you’re canadian) just to find out that a little tiny Orphan mutant has saved you (kind of).
And now both of you are in her secret hiding (witch It is in a secret place of the place what used to be your team secret hidding). And the bunch of assholes are searching for you and now her probably, luckily, for killing both of you.
So It is the time for a team Up, leave behind that awful place and going to an adventure (you has to find Psylocke)
Plus you’re going to adopt the little Orphan mutant Girl.
Or I wanted to redraw the comic where Logan and Jubilee met but it’s a lot of work. (Jubilee is like 12 here because this is so kind of AU) . . #xmen #xmen92 #xmen90s #wolverine #jubilee #loganhowlett #jameshowlett #jubilationlee #marvel #90s #uncannyxmen #au #uncannyxmen251 https://www.instagram.com/p/CUxGDh7KKZe/?utm_medium=tumblr
Where maybe Weapon X was terribly wrong and Wolverine become some kind of monster in a decadent world. After scaping he’ll find an runaway (orphan) Jubilee and they Will become a funny team until they X-men find them, and who knows maybe they can help Wolverine.
Or this is a world where Monsters are real and some of them are good dads.
More X-men Doodles A little AU with Wolverine and Storm Chamber desing ideas And More Jubilee . . #xmen #xmen92 #xmen90s #wolverine #loganhowlett #jameshowlett #storm #ororomunroe #jubilee #jubilationlee #chamber #jonothonstarsmore #jonostarsmore #generationx https://www.instagram.com/p/CVI0_NYqYP5/?utm_medium=tumblr
The X-Men movies introduced Scott and Logan’s initial conflict as fighting over Jean when the reason in the comics is a lot funnier if you think about it.
Comics Pofessor X put a 20ish-year-old homeschooler with anxiety in charge of telling an undomesticated brawler when he’s allowed to punch people and thought it was going to work out.
I can’t get over how much I love that there’s just a universally agreed upon strategy among the X-men that is just “throw wolverine at the thing”
I mean, he’s unkillable and made of knives.
That’s basically projectile fodder.
one overlooked aspect to the Fastball Special in regards to Just Throwing Wolverine At The Damn Thing isn’t just that Wolverine got claws from his hands but also that he’s HEAVY with the Adamantium inside him putting him at 300 lbs
I refuse to let this post exist without the She-Hulk moment
Yeet the immortal metal bone knife man at your problems.
just fucking hurl him.
How many people have complimented his ass when they chuck him like a shotput
Wolverine has a bmi of 53.1
300 lbs of metal and rage flying at 220 mph is something to fear
Honestly I’d also throw the Wolverine at my problems. Tho 300 lbs would likely break my arm.
The X-Men movies introduced Scott and Logan’s initial conflict as fighting over Jean when the reason in the comics is a lot funnier if you think about it.
Comics Pofessor X put a 20ish-year-old homeschooler with anxiety in charge of telling an undomesticated brawler when he’s allowed to punch people and thought it was going to work out.
Author’s Notes: I’m really sorry to have made you wait so long but sadly I don’t have much free time, I hope to be able to post more often and I will try to make the story shorter.
The following days were very interesting, the lessons with different professors, and obviously the most interesting ones were those with Professor Xavier.
Today Lucille luckily had no class with Professor Xavier. Luckily because she would be fantasizing about him for the whole hour, which she already does throughout the day.
It’s 7pm and Lucille makes her way to the professor’s office to start another lesson of genetics.
To be honest, she finds this situation quite heavy because she has a big crush on him but there’s nothing but student-professor relationship. She wants more but she doesn’t know how. He’s ten years older than her and she feels so embarrassed at times and wouldn’t even know where to start. She doesn’t know how to flirt and the professor would certainly prefer a girl of his same age.
Lucille knocks on the door and the professor opens it immediately.
“Good evening!” he says with that fucking smile of his, leaning on the side of the door.
They look at each other for a few seconds until she gets inside.
“Good evening professor.”
“Um… Lucille, we’ve been studying together for a while now so please call me Charles. I’m tired of the formalities.”
Although he actually loves when she calls him "professor”.
“Only here obviously…”
What was happening ???
“O-okay Charles.” he says shyly.
He smiles at her and the lesson begins.
The atmosphere was somewhat different for both of them. She felt confused that the professor asked her to call him by his name and he felt like he did something inappropriate.
In her head her thoughts are unstoppable and from time to time Charles listens to some of them, enough to interrupt himself while speaking. Lucille has always been quiet enough but today she was more silent. Same thing for Charles. The embarrassment was overwhelming them.
She heads down on the book to avoid his gaze because he does nothing but look at her, probably to read her mind. But he often does it just to look at her, she is so beautiful.
“I can’t take it anymore, he’s so sweet with me… He probably is with everyone, I should stop fantasizing”.
He starts stammering.
“Lucille you can’t fall in love with your professor stop it! …But his hands are so delicate…”
She fell in love with him.
He keeps talking with difficulty knowing he is depriving himself of something they both want.
He goes back a bit because he forgot what he was saying. He can’t take his eyes off her.
“M-mutation took us from single celled organisms… t-to b-being the dominant form of r-reproductive life… on… the…”
He can’t resist anymore. Charles rests his soft lips on hers, feeling his mind free from everything for the first time. He had never felt like this before.
Lucille, too, is kind of bewitched but Charles isn’t using any of his powers and mind controls. It’s love. Just love. Something she has always wanted to feel.
They move away, for a few seconds giving sweet looks to each other and then kissing again. This time with more passion but always very timidly.
After a few seconds they move away again. They keep looking at each other and then both look down.
Lucille doesn’t know what to do, she still feels a very strong emotion inside her but she doesn’t know whether to pretend like nothing happened or to say something. But what? That she loves him? After such a short time?
Charles, like her, blushed, perhaps more than her. He lost control and kissed her. He almost trembles from embarrassment. He’s unable to speak, he’s literally petrified.
“Um… I-I’m-” Charles tries to say something.
Lucille tries to look at him but she’s too ashamed.
“I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t wan-“
“I-It’s okay.” she says with a faint voice.
“Really, I didn’t want to, I’m so sorry!”
“It’s okay, don’t worry.”
A few moments of silence.
“I think for today’s enough.” says Charles.
“Yeah, so do I.”
She takes her books and stuff quickly to reach the door. Charles reaches her and opens the door for her.
They want to look at each other but shame prevails them. They both are looking down.
“So… have a nice night, see you in the morning…” his soft voice came back.
She gives Charles a little smile and goes away quickly.
The door closes. He feels so guilty. Guilty for ruining their relationship, guilty for not being able to control himself, guilty for doing this with the student he cares the most. The one he cares the most for a reason.
Why she left like that? Charles tought she felt something for him, he was in her mind, he knows what she thinks about him, she wanted that kiss just as much as he did.
He can’t sleep. In the middle of the night Charles is still thinking about that kiss and what happened after. He smiles when he thinks again about her soft lips but that smile last like three seconds.
How should he deal with her now? Should he stop seeing her in the afternoon? Does he have to pretend that nothing ever happened?
She still doesn’t believe she ended up in a mutant school and was offered a kind of study date by the professor she has a crush on. Everything happened so hastily and she sincerely believes that the professor’s offer is more kindness than interest towards her.
It’s time to go. It’s 7 o'clock, Lucille goes towards the professor’s office. She knocks and immediately the door opens.
“Damn you’re on time!” he says with his usual smile.
Actually it’s perhaps one of the few times Lucille arrives on time, but, she would do anything for him.
“Please, come in!”
It’s quite welcoming, but she can’t calm down. Also it seems the professor likes her skirt but he tries not to look at her for too long because he doesn’t want to make her uncomfortable.
“It’s nice here!”
“It is, right?” he replies.
After sitting down, the professor stops the lesson after a few minutes.
“I know it can be boring but from mutant to mutant I recommend you learn these things.“
He really called her mutant. She stops for a moment.
“I actually find it interesting. Everything’s new to me but it’s pleasant to listen to you.”
She can’t have said it out loud.
“Oh really?” he laughs and puts two fingers on his temple.
“We should continue.”
Lucille follows the lesson carefully, or so it seems; he makes sure that she understands him, often giving her a few glances up and down.
The lesson is almost over. Since it’s the first one he prefers not to go on or he would risk boring her for real.
“That’s enough for today. I see you tired.”
“I am a little bit, but I’m fine.”
“Come here.” He takes her hand and makes her sit on the sofa, he sits next to her. “Tell me about yourself.” He takes two glasses and opens the champagne. “We have to celebrate, there is a new beautiful mutant in my school.”
Lucille smiles.
“Well there isn’t much to say, actually nothing. I’m just a girl with powers that are ruining my life but beside that I think everything is okay…”
“Oh no don’t say that! I could understand that you don’t understand them but I’m here to help you with that. I promised. I would like to know what you like and if you like being here.”
“There isn’t much to say, again. I just like to be on my own reading books, I love when it rains and yes, for now I really like being here… Thank you so much.”
“You’re welcome! And you will be amazed but I like to be on my own too; I read a lot, I write theses and stuff like that, I concentrate and use my powers and I love when it rains too, I find it… romantic.”
A few moments of silence.
“You should be happy, you know? Your powers are truly exceptional, if you work hard you can learn to know them and dominate them!”
She feels better already.
“Plus you’re the sweetest and most beautiful mutant I’ve ever seen.” he smiles again, gently touching a lock of her hair with two fingers.
Lucille blushes completely and tries to avoid his gaze.
“It’s dinner time, we should go!” she says trying to stop the awkward moment.
“Oh yes, but I think I’ll stay here, I have tests to grade.”
“Okay… thank you very much.”
“No problem, I’ll be here if you need.”
He gently walks her to the door, says goodnight and they both think all night about what just happened.
Lucille has been here for two days now, she met some people and the professor gave her some time before letting her attend the lessons because he wanted her to think about it without pressure.
It’s 9 in the morning, the genetics lesson is about to begin, almost all the students are in their seats, including the professor who is waiting for everyone to arrive to start the lesson, another group of teenagers enter the classroom when among them the professor notices a new face. He smiles. It’s her.
Lucille starts looking for an empty seat.
Embarrassed, she tries to avoid the professor’s gaze but she just can’t help it. He smiles at her, she blushes and lowers her head to her books pretending to look for the chapter of the day’s lesson.
“I’m glad you’re here”
She suddenly hears a voice in her head. She looks around her like she was mad. The professor smiles again but this time Lucille doesn’t notice.
During the lesson they’re all busy taking notes while she can’t take her eyes off him, she loves hearing him talk, especially in that professional way. To tell the truth, she has always had a thing for cultured men, and for women too…
The lesson is now over, the professor assigns the homework and lets the students go away. As everyone gets their books and stuff, she hears that voice in her head again.
“Wait”
Lucille recognizes his voice, she turns to the professor who looks at her. She stays there in shock until everyone leaves.
The professor approaches the door and closes it slowly. Her heart is beating fast, aware that she obviously has a crush on him.
“So, am I a good teacher?”
She doesn’t know whether to say yes or whether to say that the whole time she has done nothing but imagine kissing him. He laughs softly.
“Were you in my head?”
“Yes I was”
“What are you?”
“Well, first of all, I’m an excellent teacher, then I’m also a telepath, I can communicate with my mind and I can make people do what I want.”
Why hide from her the fact that he can also read minds? …Maybe because deep down he loves hearing her thoughts about him and he don’t want to deprive himself of all of that.
“Sit down please” he says, “I want to offer you something, you’re free to say no but I think it’s good for you to accept…”
“What is it?”
“Okay so… since you weren’t here in the previous classes I wanted to help you study personally. You know, I teach genetics, philosophy and literature, I don’t think it will be easy for you to do everything by yourself”
“Oh… y-yes, thank you, I’d love to!”
“Then I’ll wait for you in my office tomorrow evening.”
Everything stops.
“In your office?!”
“Yes, students always tend to make a mess in the hallways, I would like a place more reserved to stay with you.”
Is this really happening or is she imagining it all? — Which she hopes — A thousand thoughts invade her head, she can no longer stop.
“I hope you enjoy the other lessons, have a nice day!”
What just happened?! Lucille doesn’t want to get weird ideas but she can’t think of anything else.
[…]
The following day passes very slowly; during the lessons Lucille did nothing but glance at the professor and vice versa, anxiously waiting for their meeting.
Cyclops tries to take Daken into custody even though Wolverine tries to warn him to not do it without his advice. Unfortunately, the warnings were too late when Daken wakes up and stabs Cyclops’ leg.
