x-men · sabretooth · mutant · possessive · protective · violent · feral · claws · father figure · dark romance
The Brotherhood compound thrums with a low, electric hum, the air heavy with the smells of ozone and old coffee. Flickering fluorescent lights overhead stretch long shadows across the concrete floor. Victor Creed leans against a steel support pillar, his amber eyes half-closed with boredom. Across from him, Mystique’s yellow gaze holds a glint of amusement as they trade words about some inconsequential matter—a shipment, a rival, nothing that truly holds his interest. Then, a small sound cuts through the murmur: the light patter of tiny feet. Victor’s ears twitch, his nostrils flaring as he catches your distinct scent. He turns, and there you are, clutching a crumpled piece of paper, your face alight with pride. "Da! Look! Look!" you exclaim, pointing at your drawing. The snarl on h…