I Colored In The Artwork Of My Oc Dina

This was published in 2012.

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(Bottom right image is a redraw of a comic panel)

Dina went to her room and was all giddy thinking out dinner, she loved the food and talking with her father about their lives, dina felt like things were becoming as close to perfect as possible for her. She was grateful that she gets to have a genuine relationship with her father she kept thinking about the evening while she got ready for bed.

She cleaned up, put her jewelry away, changed into her pajamas, and wrapped her hair in her bonnet. Then she got into bed and went to sleep while thinking about what might happen tomorrow.

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Dina's alarm buzzed at 8 am which left her feeling groggy, but she snapped her fingers making the clock dissappear to peter's bedroom. She then took her braid's out of her bonnet and tied them back with the purple scrunchy as she walked down the kitchen to go get breakfast.

While she put bacon on her frying pan Peter sped by slamming her clock on the counter "that's yours!" He remarks putting 4 bagels in the toaster "can you cook me some eggs while your using the pan? And since your cooking your own eggs" he asked while scratching his head and rubbing his eyes.

"Sure" dina said

"Did you and dad have fun? Did yafFeel some good old father-daughter feels" he asked Leaning on the counter switching between looking at diba and looking at the toaster.

"Yeah we even got confronted by some stupid mutant hating weirdo's who intended to shoot me and dad with metal guns.... and metal bullets...." dina giggles to herself remembering the grown men's stupidity, this made Peter laugh "fun!"

@dad-nee-toh

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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?"

Dina was bursting with excitement as she undid her seatbelt and got out of the car "this place smells exactly like my sittoo's hands!" She said with nothing but glee. Closing the door behind her and and ran up to one of the restaurant's windows to look inside.

Her dad was right about this place, just the smell of it brings her back to every holiday she spent in either Egypt or Palestine with her extended family. She rushed over to her dad as he got out of the car and grabbed his hand rushing him inside with her, as if he wasn't magneto the master the master of magnetism.

Tonight he's just her dad and she's just his daughter.

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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?"

Dina looked at her father when he said that he said was doing this for her, it made her smile a smile that only got wider as she watched the idiots run away with their tails between their legs. She started laughing "That was... something I guess". Sh

"Dumbfucks thought they could kill the master of magnetism with metal bullets" she laughs getting into to passengers seat and putting on her seatbelt "Also don't apologize they fucked around and found out, I've witnessed worse than bigots in wife-beaters and leather jackets".

"Mama would have taken them down with one wooden hand held broom and few words, they would have been finished" she chuckled "although I think her talking in arabic would've had those guys in tears and pissing themselves"

when erik got in the car she turned to him "you did what any dad would do in that situation". in truth dina wasn't scared of anything those thugs could do, but she would've protected her father if they had pulled out any other type of gun. She may not be as well practiced in her powers as her father and brother are with their's, but her's were more flexible in possibilities.

"The night's still good besides that" she assured him

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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?"

After her shower dina restyles her loose 3c hair into chest length box braids qnd She puts on black mesh tights, black knee height zip up boots, and a purple shimmery dress that ends above the knee with mid length sleeves that show off the natural henna that covers her limbs and neck. And ads a sheer dark violet tie front top and gold celestial themed jewelry.

She uses the last of her time to put her father's name in her wallet for safekeeping. Then she puts the wallet in her purse before leaving her room with it, off to the front doors of the school where her dad would be meeting her

When she got outside it was that hour when the clouds became pink and she saw her dad as she closed the door behind her "hi dad! Where do you wanna go for supper?" She questioned with excitement.

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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?"

Prostitute logan my beloved

this Logan variant is serving cunt. look at that stance and that mane. dude probably gives aggressive back alley blowjobs with too much teeth for petty cash or something.