GlitterySenpai

She stared into the mirror, brushing her (h/c) as it fell on her (upper torso area). Until, the mirror shattered. +Shattered Mirrors+ (Y/n) screamed, dropping her brush on the hard wood floor of the mansion. Why couldn't she control it? Breaking everything isn't hard to control. She should be normal now, not breaking glass when she thought about it. Then, the window broke. (Y/n) yelped, scrambling for the wall behind her (lucky enough, it wasn't glass), to grasp on. Why was this so hard? +Shattered Mirrors+ -Somewhere in the living room- The glass vase shattered, the pieces multiplying into millions of shards that could possibly kill someone

/inserted in this part is my own Brotherhood oc. More info later\ "Are you sure about this? This is just a strange door." "There's more to see than t'at, chére." With a knock, the metal door opened instantly, sending Gambit and Lights inside. She saw a few people (who Lights assumed were also mutants), and for some reason, she felt like she could finally relax. Out of nowhere, apparently a guy saw Lights's presence, and strutted over to her. "Well, who might you be, little girl? Gambit, d-did you seriously bring this girl here?" "Well, Jonny bo'-" "My name ain't Jonny, it's Jonathan. And I don't like it. And what's your pretty name, g

---quick update, the parts are increasing their number! This might go on for a while "Cerebro is clearly sensing someone. It's never been this active before." Charles Xavier stated, glaring into the screen showing the millions of mutants on Earth. "It might just be a malfunction. We've been here for hours, Chuck , c'mon ." Logan argued with the telepath.   They were both right. Cerebro was going crazy, and they've been there for hours. Suddenly, Professor X's eyes lit up. ' X-Men, we have spotted and gotten a hold of the unheard mutant. Jean Grey, Scott , Nightcrawler and Kitty, meet Logan in the Hangar' ---------------- Meanwhile, "What are

Of course everyone was loved in a special way. They get tucked in at bed at night, kisses when school came. . . they seemed . . special. And we can't forget, the ones who are unlucky enough to not have either a Mother and Father. "Number 30008! Step out please!" Lights stepped out of her cell, chains attached to her wrists and fingers.Her clothes were ratty, a black t-shirt with ripped skinny jeans. She had no shoes or socks, so the floor was cold as ice when she stepped. Her hair was cut in a inverted bob, since her hair was in her butt when she was 9. Tattooed on her arm was ' 30008' in black ink. She wrists were red, so were her fingers. H

 Part 0: Welcome to Freddy's! Lolli was ordinary. She had long, soft black hair, and a mocha/carmel skin color. She had a normal bust size, normal height (5'7), and normal weight (98lbs). She was 19, and was finally getting her first night time job. A crappy pizzeria called, " Freddy's Pizzeria!" The animatronics were old, well it did say 'Since 1984', but well, let's be honest, they were clunky, dusty, and all around broken. They smelt like sourdough bread, and Lolli couldn't understand why kids loved them. "Welcome to Freddy's Pizzeria, Lolli! I'm sure you'll have a great time doing the night shift. Let me show you around the place." A m

(Steve Rogers x !Mutant/Avenger¡ Reader) The Avengers sat in a circle, passing a bottle of whiskey around and it was your turn. You were already a little off the edge, your long brunette hair flopped on your shoulders when you spoke. You were in a large ' This is NACHO business!' shirt and jeans. The rest of the Avengers were in more casual outfits, some in socks, some bare foot. "Fine Stark, I'll do it!" You yelled uncontrollably, your brunette hair swung from your shoulders to your back. Tony was drunk, and so were you, and don't forget the rest of the Avengers too. He dared you to drink 1/4 of the whiskey bottle,  and that was a dar

Distrubia By Rihanna Marvel x Reader ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ A large white van rolled up to a 3 floor house at 8 pm,maybe 9'sh, just around the time the little girl with really long hair and her mother fell asleep. They were a normal family. They ate breakfast, brushed their teeth and took baths, played outside for a bit, the girl took a nap, they ate lunch .. an so on. Inside the house, the girl slipped into a small white blank t-shirt and some cat patterned pajama pants ( it is the wintertime, so pants are a must! ) The gir

  Beep.Beep.Beeep.Beep.Beeep.Beep.Bee- "Shut up!!" you grumbled, smacking your alarm to shut it off, then cringing at your hand because it hurt. You rose out of bed slowly, rubbing your eyes until it itched. You trudged to your closet, ready for whatever day today was going to be. You swung open the door, looking at what to wear. Of course there was that Jarvis is my Co-Pilot t-shirt you had. And the Teen Championship Volley Games Jersey. And some jeans (of course) Those black Converse High Tops The gray Air Jordans And of course other stupid things that didn't matter. You put on your Jarvis is my Co-Pilot t-shirt and slapped on some jeans