sharing is caring - hobie brown
instead of seeing hobie as the possessive type, i imagine him to be the type to show you off
consistently claiming that a pretty peng ting like you deserves to be showcased any and everywhere
and that starts with his friends
it starts with him pulling you backstage to meet his other band mates, all very fine darkskin men who seem to adore you although you never met
one of them pulls you to sit next to him on the couch, that smells closest to weed and alcohol, and makes sure he pulls you close
another sits beside you and puts his hand on your knee, making you feel somewhat comforted, unsure prior to meeting them that they would like you
it becomes a little more heated when you’ve been pulled, inch by inch, onto the fifth and final bandmates lap, realizing that a circle’s being formed around you, effectively trapping you in
at some point, you realize what’s happening when the hand that was previously on your knee has been moved to your inner thigh, inching dangerously close to your cunt that’s getting wetter upon your realization
you look to hobie who’s sitting in front of you, who’s already staring at you and you realize that all conversation has stopped in trade of staring at the two of you
“if you want it to stop just say the word and everything gets shut down, understand?” hobie says, now on his knees in front you
the meeting ends with the memories of someone’s cock down your throat, taking it the way you would hobies, who’s arguably larger than the one that’s cumming down your throat for the second time
the meeting ends with you bent over that same couch, going boderline stupid with how deep they were in your pussy, making wet noises that paired with a puddle underneath you from when hobie was sucking on your clit and made you squirt (to losen you up in his words)
it, finally, ends with hobie wiping cum off your face, from when two of his bandmates stood over you and told you to open that “pretty mouth” and seconds later, was told to close it and swallow everything that actually made it into your mouth
and later that night when your reminiscing about how they helped you to your feet and back into your clothes with a kiss to your head (and if they could sneak it, one to your lips) you wondered if next time, you could convince them to fill you up the way you mentioned to hobie when the idea first came to mind
“Where is God?” an elderly man desperately wonders when surveying the debris in the Palestinian refugee camp Jenin.
Jenin Jenin directed and co-produced by Palestinian actor Mohammad Bakri, includes testimony from Jenin residents after the Israeli occupation army’s Defensive Wall operation. The city and camp were the scenes of fierce fighting which ended with Jenin flattened and scores of Palestinians dead. Palestinians as well as numerous human rights groups accused Israel of committing war crimes in the attack. The United Nations appointed a commission of inquiry, but Israel refused to let its members visit the scene.
Jenin Jenin is dedicated to Iyad Samudi, the producer of the film, who returned home to Yamun after the shooting of the film was completed. On June 23, as Israeli forces besieged Yamun, Samudi was shot and killed as he was leaving a militarily-closed area with three friends.
'Of course mother had her reasons, everyone does... I don't even know why I'm thinking to hard or getting so emotional about this.... My parents don't like me because I was a brat and a mutant, simple as that.' she thought though her words would soon betray what she thought
All of this new information make hear head ache and her chest feel like someone was stepping in it with the intent of causing her ribcage to cave in. A feeling she was very used to in the cage fight's from when she was a few years younger
"I will let you..." Dina said in reassurance so that she could move on to her current burning question.
"when you and mama... Found solace.. in one another..... Did she know if you were a mutant or not ? Did she have reason to believe I am what I am because of you?" As dina got of that last sentence tear start falling down her face and her voice became squeaky when she spoke while crying?
"would she have still liked me if she knew this power wasn't my fault?"
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Magneto stands at the edge of the training grounds, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. The air hums with a quiet intensity as he watches Dina practice, his expression unreadable. With a deep breath, he steps forward, his cape billowing slightly in the breeze.
"Dina," he calls out, his voice firm yet gentle.
As she turns to face him, he approaches with measured steps, his eyes studying their face closely. "I am Magneto," he begins, his tone carrying the weight of his name. "I've come to speak with you about something of great importance."
He pauses, searching for the right words. "I know this may come as a shock, but I am your father. I have watched you from afar, knowing that one day this moment would come."
Magneto's gaze softens, a rare vulnerability showing through. "I understand if you have questions, or if you feel anger or confusion. But know that I am here now, and I want to be a part of your life, to help you understand your abilities and your heritage."
He extends a hand, a tentative yet hopeful gesture. "Will you allow me the chance to explain, to show you the truth of who we are?"
Israel killed his wife, and his newborn children as he was picking up their birth certificates.
The mother was also a physician.
Richard Medhurst
Kurt Wagner appreciation post
(Bottom right image is a redraw of a comic panel)
Dina khoury is mothering like never before!
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i love Dina with my whole heart and I loved drawing her . I had so much fun with her design .
"I saw my sitto and the rest of my dad's family every year for egyptian holidays, we alo saw them for a bit while traveling to my mom's side of the family for their holiday's, Cairo was easier to catch a plane to than Jerusalem apparently" she explained.
while opening the menu she was given, it looked handmade from the handwritten descriptions of the food which were sorted by country to the colorful little drawings of the food next to the description.
"My teta my mothers mother and she didn't do as much cooking do to her arthritis, instead she would mostly sit in the living room with me and my aunties folding laundry" dina let out a stifled giggle
"she made me and my brother learn how to do laundry, make tea and hold our baby cousins properly 'how are we conna be good future husbands if you can't even do that' she'd always said smiling.
it felt soo nice to talk about her family without being guilty about running away. That way of thinking did dare tarnish these memories tonight "mama wasn't impressed with how much much Daniel and I burnt our hands tryna pour one cup of tea for teta every Christmas and Ramadan"
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Magneto stands at the edge of the training grounds, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. The air hums with a quiet intensity as he watches Dina practice, his expression unreadable. With a deep breath, he steps forward, his cape billowing slightly in the breeze.
"Dina," he calls out, his voice firm yet gentle.
As she turns to face him, he approaches with measured steps, his eyes studying their face closely. "I am Magneto," he begins, his tone carrying the weight of his name. "I've come to speak with you about something of great importance."
He pauses, searching for the right words. "I know this may come as a shock, but I am your father. I have watched you from afar, knowing that one day this moment would come."
Magneto's gaze softens, a rare vulnerability showing through. "I understand if you have questions, or if you feel anger or confusion. But know that I am here now, and I want to be a part of your life, to help you understand your abilities and your heritage."
He extends a hand, a tentative yet hopeful gesture. "Will you allow me the chance to explain, to show you the truth of who we are?"
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"alright I'll meet you at the front doors of the school in two hours" she affirmed with a bright smile before using her powers to disappear to her room
When she appeared in her room so did Peter, "goddammit Peter what do you want?" Dina scowled and the speedster's unwavering smug smile. He puts his and up in mock surrender "listen I'm just here to congratulate you on the new dad"
Peter then put dina in a headlock fasher than she could react and give her a noogie "aaaaaand the new brother!" This made dina screech and try to kick him backwards "not the hair!"
Then Peter let her go "btw I heard trauma dumping is best paired with barbeque" then he zoomed away from her fury out the door "have fuuuuuuun!!!"
Dina let out an exasperated sigh "great... the Twinkie gobbling basement dweller and I share genetic material" she said grabbing her hygiene products and went to the showers.
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Magneto stands at the edge of the training grounds, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. The air hums with a quiet intensity as he watches Dina practice, his expression unreadable. With a deep breath, he steps forward, his cape billowing slightly in the breeze.
"Dina," he calls out, his voice firm yet gentle.
As she turns to face him, he approaches with measured steps, his eyes studying their face closely. "I am Magneto," he begins, his tone carrying the weight of his name. "I've come to speak with you about something of great importance."
He pauses, searching for the right words. "I know this may come as a shock, but I am your father. I have watched you from afar, knowing that one day this moment would come."
Magneto's gaze softens, a rare vulnerability showing through. "I understand if you have questions, or if you feel anger or confusion. But know that I am here now, and I want to be a part of your life, to help you understand your abilities and your heritage."
He extends a hand, a tentative yet hopeful gesture. "Will you allow me the chance to explain, to show you the truth of who we are?"
This made me laugh
Hey I was wondering if you could write a piece about my OC Dina Khoury x Kurt wagner, I'll be giving her info in jot note from because that's my best way of doing it.
I wasn't sure which info would be useful for whatever you plan to write, but ig having the whole picture helps
-Dina was born to human x-gene carrier parents, a Palestinian mother and an afro Egyptian father. She also has an older brother who tormented her as a child.
-she was born into a strict religious household(Christian) and suffered spiritual abuse because of them, being shamed often(religion is a very spiky topic for her because of it but it doesn't effect how she feels about Kurt)
-she ran away from home at 10 after discovering her powers, which unfortunately lead to her being snatched off of the streets and thrown into mutant fighting rings.
-she has scars all over her body from these fights and feels sickened looking at them, for some reason her powers can't get rid of them.
-after escaping the ring she was discovered have dead in the street by Magneto and her took her in as his daughter.
-dina believed in magneto's cause after hearing about it and reflecting on how she doesn't want to continue experiencing like the way she has been as a mutant, why should she settle for being tolerated?
- appearance wise Dina has dark skin, dark brown(almost black)eyes, and light blond 4a texture hair thats in a different style almost every day.
-she loves wearing hair accessories like loc charms and jewels hanging by gold twin wrapped around the ends her braids/locs, and she wears purple all the time with different shades and color pairings.
-she's trans mtf and used her reality manipulation abilities to make the physical transition easier.
-She's funny, asertive, intense, and will go above and beyond to protect her loved ones, usually violently if the situation allows it; she's very adamant about the rights of mutants and is not going to be undermined in anyway shape or form much like her adoptive father.
I hope you like Dina and I hope you can come up with an interesting fic idea for her and Kurt. If you have anything you wanna ask me about feel free to message me😊😁
I had a lot of fun designing this character, and she's got such an entertaining backstory as well, i'm inclined to draw her later sometime again
sorry for the delay this week has been especially busy, if anyone else wants me to design an outfit for their OC just send an ask, i love drawing superhero outfits so much.
You are free to color it how you like, i don't know which colors you would've wanted her outfit to be besides the jacket, thanks for telling me her story!
Also she's into this weird little guy idk why lol