"Cerebo what have you found?" A wise man said into the empty room as he wheeled in. The robot bleeped an answer, "A very powerful force almost...nonhuman." The wise man perked in his seat, "Who is it?" The robot paused almost knowing how bad the news was going to be to the man, "It is Jinx." #198 in Science Fiction #1 in cerebro 2014-2016

"So when does a monster stop being a monster?" He asked her, glancing into her eyes. She gulped and took a shaky breath, "When you love them."

❝I shoot concussive beams from my eyes.❞ ❝My hair turns into a candle, you're not that special.❞ [Post X-Men Apocalypse] [Scott Summers] [#94 in Fanfiction] [Cover by @starIords]

Amberle Foster has been in attendance at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters since her mutation made itself known. While she has always remained in the background of the growing academy, the recent defeat of Apocalypse has brought certain students to the fore front of attention. One of whom is a boy with lasers for eyes, Scott Summers. While Amberle must wear gloves to keep her abilities from non-consensually working on others, Scott faces a similar dilemma- he must wear specially crafted glasses to keep from blowing things up. The two would be considered complete opposites. Though their shared struggles may lead the two to realizing that they have more in common that initially thought. ⋆.' ✶☾✦☽✶ '.⋆ ⋆.' ✶☾✦☽✶ '.⋆ ⋆.' ✶☾✦☽✶ '.⋆ Completed. Sequel is up <3

"I almost killed a guy and destroyed the ceiling in my school bathroom once." "I punched a boy in the face when I was eight because he was talking to me." Florence Westling was a short-fused, temperamental green thumb. Scott Summers was a hot-headed, cocky walking laser gun. Two negatives make a positive though, right?

I closed my eyes and prepared myself to be scorched when not a second later my arms were around someone and they were holding me bridal style. "You can open your eyes now, princess," I heard a boy say. I looked up at him and noticed that we were underneath the blue sky and I had a pair of brown eyes staring into my violet ones. He had silver hair and toned cheeks that complimented his features perfectly. "H-Hi," I said. Wait, I said something. I never say anything. "I really like your eyes," he smirked and I nodded with a smile in which he chuckled. (X-men Apocalypse based fan fiction)

❝You are all my children, and you're lost because you follow blind leaders. These false gods, systems of the weak, they've ruined my world. No more.❞ - Apocalypse | iridescent | : adj. Showing luminous colors that seem to change when seen from different angles. [set during X-Men: Apocalypse] DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE XMEN CHARACTERS, I ONLY OWN MY ORIGINAL CHARACTER, BRIANNA XAVIER, AND THE STORY SURROUNDING HER.

❝Just because someone stumbles and loses their path, doesn't mean they can't be saved.❞ - [set during X-Men: First Class]

((previously titled 'queen of disaster" but i'm rewriting because I hated it)) "Time is running out Says all the anchors and police That's why we tore the walls off all the buildings in the street And found each other here with all this rubble at our feet" [X-Men: First Class]