*Feral Reader Finally Hugs Morph Back*

isekai!Reader explaining to the teens the mythical Isekai God, Truck Kun

Isekai reader: remember, if you don't look both ways when crossing the street, a certain someone will send you to another world

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HAHA!!! Oh dearie me, they'd have a heart attack. You could get hit by an eighteen wheeler truck, and end up in some random world?! What the actually f*ck?! It's funny if Reader didn't end up in their world that way, but Reader tries to explain fanfiction and mangas and anime tropes, and the teens are taking notes (and trying to make sense of what exactly all of that is-)

Dina grinned and got into her seat then she put on her seat belt on, "well Peter did say something about trauma tasting better paired with barbecue, but I'm not taking advice from a grown man who lives off twinkle and stolen french fries.... not that the twinkle aren't stolen" she shrugged as erik closed the door.

"Your idea sounds a lot better" she said with a chuckle at the end,"what's it called?" She asked wondering if she might have seen it while Jubilee dragged her along with the others for shopping. Then Erik got in the driver's seat and started driving.

"I didn't even know that they had restaurants with food from the middle east.. mama usually said restaurants didn't care for our food so I.... I guess she was wrong" dina said looking at Erik.

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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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Hearing about magda and Nina felt more impactful this time than the first time, dina couldn't remember a time she heard either of her parents speak about her like that. She could feel tears welling up in her eyes and making them burn "I want that too, I'd like more happy memories" she confirmed with a wobbly tone of voice.

"Since we've gone over the good things I think it's best that we be honest about the bad" she added taking a deep breath before speaking again.

"I never really had the best relationship with either parents, I could tell they loved me but they always felt at arms length. And there was more rules and discipline due to our religion than actual parental guidance, i got the wooden side of the hand held broom to my butt more times than I care to admit" she ended that bit with a chuckle of embarrassment

"Daniel wasnt a very good brother, always snitching on me for things I both did and didn't do and taking my things" dina's face scrunched up in frustration while talking about him which was the complete opposite to her demeanor when telling the tea story.

"I still loved them a lot... I never thought of using my powers to hurt them even if I could; They were family" she pondered her next words "I guess mama thought otherwise" she said looking Erik in eyes now that she finished her ramblings

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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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WE'RE DOWN TO THE WIRE BUT WE CAN'T GIVE UP YET. IF WE GIVE UP, EVERYTHING IS OVER. IF WE DON'T, AT LEAST WE HAVE A CHANCE.

I'M THE ONE WHO SOUNDED THE ALARM, AND I'M NOT GOING TO CURL UP AND DIE YET.

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@dad-nee-toh

Erik, we know you wrote this

I'm a girl but jesus christ I would sell my soul to look like Charles Xavier in his 20's

I mean seriously, those eyes? I did not know blue before them

Those freckles? Like a galaxy held within his very skin.

That smile? It could illuminate the darkest of rooms, or the darkest of hearts (Erik who)

The most unrealistic thing about those movies was that everyone he met didn't immediately join his side, cause like you want to make me into a weapon to fight your cause and eventually die protecting you? Yep, okay, I'm in.

"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?"

A Palestinian father playfully balances his son on his right hand at the beach in Gaza City early one evening.

The coast of Gaza has grown increasingly popular over the years. It had always been a sight for weary eyes but with Israel’s siege denying Gazans the freedom to move, its seemingly endless seascape offers, for many, a very tangible escape, even if only temporal. It has also become a very popular family destination. Entire meals are prepared, served, and eaten here, and it is not uncommon to stay the night, father, son, and all.

Photo credit: Ali Ali, June 2013. (via smpalestine)

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