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lumi077 · 1 month

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X-Men HCs

A/N: my hyperfixations are not very hyperfixating rn. literally they’re changing so fast. But take some nice little relationship headcanons, and the next Chapter of Winters’ Servants is coming soon!!

Characters included: Logan (Wolverine), Scott (Cyclops), Kurt (NightCrawler), Jean

Warnings: potential OOC, nothing else really. kept it nice and light.

Logan (Wolverine):

Logan would absolutely, if you use them, stretch out your new hairbands for you. If you express that you dislike using them unless stretched, he’ll offer to wear them on his wrists for a day or two till they’re stretched to your liking. It could be the most girly hair ties and he’ll proudly wear three on each wrist. When asked, he’ll happily tell them “Just stretchin ‘em for my woman/man/partner”

Scary dog privileges? Scary dog privileges. He adores making you feel safe enough to wear the most skin revealing or feminine clothing. You want to wear something revealing/very feminine but tell him you're scared? He’ll instantly assure you and tell you to wear anything you want. If someone says something, he won’t hesitate to shut them up before you even hear.

There’s going to be a point in your relationship that you’ll realize he absolutely doesn’t care about any of the gross stuff you do. Burp, Fart, don’t shave? He really doesn’t care in the least bit. Definitely the boyfriend that will go, unphased, into the bathroom while you're on the toilet and brush his teeth or shower without a care in the world. If you are comfortable that is, and he secretly preens when he realizes that you're comfy enough to do that stuff around him lol.

I wholeheartedly believe that when he realizes he wants you to be his forever partner, he’ll gift you his dog tags. His past is very personal to him, because he could never remember it for a good part of it. His dog tags are only second to him getting down on one knee.

Speaking of getting down on one knee, sorry for all the people who want it to be a surprise, but he won’t make a big deal and will tell you about his plans beforehand. No surprise engagement, and no public one. Not because he doesn’t care, but because he wants to make sure you’re ready and want it too. He doesn’t put much on marriage because it doesn’t change much, and doesn't want you to feel pressured to say yes because there are people there. He’ll love you the same married or not, but he does note how pretty you look with the ring he bought you on your finger.

I personally believe he would be more likely to get in a committed relationship with another mutant. I just think a lot of the X-Men would want to be able to relate to their partner and have their partner relate to them, and Logan is going to live a long life so…I can't truly see him with a normal person.

If you are apart of the X-Men, while he won’t baby you or anything, he finds himself keeping an eye on you the most. There have been a fair amount of times that you find yourself having a Logan shield on the field, and even more often if you are susceptible to projectiles.

Dates are a norm at this point, Fridays are always the day he takes you out. It’s usually the same place, but he thinks it’s nice.

Flowers are also a norm, if you mention you like them.

He doesn’t do much on Valentine’s day because he already does all the normal valentine’s day stuff it weekly or bi-weekly. Does get cheat food so you guys can eat it and watch stupid rom com movies though.

Scott (Cyclops):

First and Foremost Scott is such a golden retriever. Anything you want, he obtains quickly and with 0 thoughts of you getting him something in return. He just wants to see his partner happy and healthy, with a smile on their face as often as possible.

He is very big on PDA, likes to hold your hand, or slip an arm around your waist, put his hand in the back pocket of your jeans, etc. Overall he just likes touching you, and just because you're in public doesn’t mean anything.

Adding on to his liking of PDA, I feel like he’s possessive. Like in the one X-Men movie, when Logan goes into the past and stops bad shit from happening and goes to touch Jean and he blocks him? Yeah he does that with you but with everyone. He likes people knowing your his and what’s better than you two being attached at the hip in public?

He likes when you wear his things as well, not so much for people knowing you’re his like mentioned above but just because you're adorable in it. Want his sweatshirt? He’s giving it to you even though it's negative 5 out. His cologne? Just take the whole bottle, even though it’s brand new. He’ll get another one!!

When he’s on missions and away, he gives you so many shirts and even a pair of sweats. Sprays the stuffed animals he got you with his cologne, same with your pillows. He will expect the same if it’s you going away for a long time. Or you’ll come back to him sleeping on your side of the bed where it smells the most like you, his face stuffed in one of your pillows that has one of your shirts on it.

He is very vocal about being your boyfriend, and you being his partner. Everyone in the world knows, yet no one asked. He’ll gush about you to whoever will listen, the rest of the team is so done but they do admit his devotion to you is adorable.

All the ladies and gents and nonbinary pals who want an over the top surprise proposal, this is your man. It’s super romantic, he pays for your nails if you wear them, getting your hair done, and a new outfit. And you can’t even tell it’s because he wants to propose because he does this all the time. Then he takes you to your fav restaurant and pops the question.

Make no mistake though, he has to be 100% sure that you want him to propose to do so. He’s so attuned to you and your likings he gets your dream ring without having to ask everyone close to you first. Which also assures him no one can spoil the surprise.

He is one of the few ones who probably doesn’t care if you're a mutant or not, because his love is 100% blind. He would probably want a mutant partner, but once he falls he falls hard.

He also won’t baby you if you’re in the X-Men, but if he happens to laser them first? Not his fault.

Kurt (NightCrawler):

He is a very shy partner at first. But once he falls for you, and you make it obvious you have fallen for him it all goes out the window. He is a completely different person around you, confident and flirty. He is just so in love.

Teases you almost constantly, he’s a teaser with everyone but he loves to see you blush and squirm from his words.

Loves if you run your fingers through his fur, and almost emits a low purr when you do. If you brush it for him, especially if he doesn’t ask you but you WANT to, he swears he is going to marry you one day.

He takes you places you told him you wanted to go to when you guys were in the talking stage. Paris? Done, let’s get some baguettes for back home! The Bahamas? Pack a bathing suit, and make sure to bring the detangling brush.

He loves non sexual acts of intimacy, like taking baths together!! Your fingers feel like heaven on his scalp when you massage the shampoo and conditioner in his hair. He also loves touching your body, he’s always careful with the fact he has claws but he would never dream of hurting you.

Big on cuddling and all that stuff in private, but I feel like he would want to keep it behind closed doors. Not because he doesn’t love you, but because he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands on you otherwise.

Long missions with him are never a problem, he’ll just teleport to you wherever you may be and spend time with you before heading back.

He’s your call bird, and the gossip you two are able to share with one another? It is divine. He seems to know everything, and you know the most obvious stuff but he always makes you feel like Sherlock Holmes when you tell him things he already heard and was going to tell you about. Which is why he always makes you spill the tea first lol.

For marriage and proposing, I can see him accidentally proposing on a mission. Tensions are high, and he’s worried that one of you won’t make it home to the other. The thought alone makes him dread the upcoming battle, but he grabs your hand and looks into your eyes and states with all the conviction in the world “We’ll get married after this.”

You brush it off, after you both survive the battle, that he didn’t mean it. He just wanted you to know how much he loved you. But oh how wrong you are when you walk into a room with all your close friends and family, Kurt in the middle down on one knee and asking you to marry him. Your face was priceless, and lucky for him everyone took pictures.

He definitely carries around a photo with you wherever he goes, and when he prays he takes it out and not only asks that God protect him, but you as well because there is no life beyond you. Even if you’re not religious he’ll still do it, just for the peace of mind.

Jean:

She’s the black cat of the relationship for sure. I mean, she has a lot of issues but she always makes you her first priority.

She keeps tabs on you constantly. What’s your mood, why? She’ll talk to you in your mind when you’re anxious to calm you, and let you know that she’s there with you. She’s probably an anxious persons’ best friend. You don’t even have to talk, she knows what you mean and changes accordingly.

She is big on communication for sure. If you do something that bothers or hurts her feelings she will sit you down and talk to you about it. And she has this certain way of doing that doesn’t make you feel guilty. She’s just letting you know what she does and doesn’t like and won’t tell anyone else. These things are very private to her. And she expects you to do the same, and her feelings are never hurt by it.

Jean’s type of love is selfless. She would put herself in danger tenfold just to keep you safe. Mutant or not, she would be the one to baby you if you’re a part of the X-Men as well. There’s always a kind of bubble around you, that not many but you notice. Hence, people think you’re indestructible because you’re the only one who came back uninjured for the fourth time.

She wants to be independent, but also loves when you do stuff for her. She will never ask, but her heart warms so much when she sees you did something for her because you wanted too and not because she asked.

She plans your dream proposal. She is almost a roommate in your own mind, she knows what you like and don’t like.

Small extra blurb: imagine giving telepathic hints that you want a proposal. She thinks “Why are they broadcasting their ring si-ooooh. I see.”

She is so gentle with you, almost afraid that you’ll break and it’ll be all her fault. The way her hands gently caress you or how she holds your hand is so incredibly gentle.

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lyomeii · 1 year

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i’m here to help

->warnings: none(?), this can be read either as platonic or romantic, male reader but with pronouns as you.

-> request by anon! Rogue, Scott Summers, Jean Grey, Kurt Wagner with a reader who can't control his powers

-> a/n: first writing of the mutants! I am excited with this one, so let’s go~ and short because I have to take my other wisdom teeth today.

ANNA “ ROUGUE” MARIE

-> she saw herself on you. scared, full of anxiety and doubts about the powers you carry. she decides to help you in control it or at least help you to not hurt more people you care about.

-> if you power is a physical one like hers, rougue gives you clothing to hide your skin to give the confidence to be closer to the others without hurting them. but if your power aren’t physical ones, she will training to control it with the help of others.

-> either ways, she is there for whatever occasion or any problem happen. rougue wants to make sure you feel comfortable around and look up to her all the time.

SCOTT “ CYCLOPS” SUMMERS

-> he saw many cases like yours, however, you are way stronger than mutants he met in the past. too impulse, too powerful and too scared about yourself. Scott immediately decided to help you.

-> he takes you under his wing and train you to become the best version of yourself, that process takes a slowly, but effective results on you and scott is proud of it. seeing someone like you growing up to become brave and confident is a rewarding experience for both of you.

JEAN “ MARVEL GIRL” GREY

-> her powers are powerful and dangerous, just like you, yet there is difference between you and her. Jean knows how to control it and you don’t.

-> jean become someone who you can trust to help you. her calm voice, her patience and understanding make her the perfect teacher for you to learn how to properly use your gift, surprisingly or not, didn’t took much time to you learn it.

-> many were impressed by your development and jean is the one who complimented you the most. her smile and attitude help you since the beginning, yet there is a long way to make you use your full capacity.

KURT “ NIGHTCRAWLER” WAGNER

-> he might be considered someone important and talented to the mutants, yet kurt fears that he isn’t the best to help in this situation.

-> even after years of being part of the xmen, Kurt see himself as an immature person and isn’t take to serious most of the time. but knowing you asked for his help, he feels responsible to guide you and your powers.

-> the process takes longer than the others, making him feel useless at the beginning and often questioned you if you would like to ask for someone’s else help. however, you stood at his side and it’s seem that you won’t give up of him as your mentor.

@lyomeii stuff || don’t repost

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fun-k-board · 27 days

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Works I'm planning to release by next week -

X-Men '97 with a gender neutral teenage mutant who's afraid of the dark - Wolverine, Rogue, Cyclops, Jubilee, Storm, Gambit.

The Brotherhood (X-Men: Evolution) X gender neutral crush - Quicksilver, Blob, Toad. (I've posted it)

I'M GOING TO TRY MY BEST OKAY I really need to step up my game when it comes to writing (⁠・⁠–⁠・⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ

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mutant-musings · 6 days

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Inbox Open!

The X-Men have been living in my head RENT FREE the past few weeks, so feel free to drop any kind of request for any X-Men into my inbox!

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make-me-imagine · 1 year

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More Than Anything

Plot: It's hard having feelings for someone you fear is not over their ex. It's even harder when you get the courage to tell them, only to see them giving flowers to someone else.

Pairing: Scott Summers x Gn!Reader *Reader referenced to have invisibility

Prompt: 'Thinking your crush asked someone else to be their Valentine, but then they ask you.' <didn't use this exactly, but more or less

Requested By: Anonymous

Warnings: Misunderstandings, a little angsty, talk of unrequited love. But I promise it has a good ending!

Words: 2.1k

You let out a sigh as you stared at the small box on your bed. Was it too much? Was it too little? Is it too cheesy? Would he want them at all? What will he say when you give them to him?

Letting out a frustrated sigh, you grabbed the box and stared down at it for a second. You needed to do this. You had been agonizing over it for weeks, months even.

Fighting the urge to never confess to Scott how you felt about him. It burned you alive from the inside out. You needed to know if there was ever going to be a chance for the two of you to be more than friends. Because what you wanted more than anything, was to be with him.

There were a few moments when it almost came up naturally, but you backed out lat second, terrified he would reject you.

So when Valentines Day approached you thought you could use a gift as an excuse. Use it to confess how you felt. And if it seemed like he didn't reciprocate, tell him it's just a gift to a friend, and the fact that it was Valentines Day, is just a coincidence.

Your chest tightened at the thought. Even if he wouldn't believe that, you needed to know, even if it would break your heart.

Finally gaining some courage, you left your room and headed towards Scott's. You hoped he would be there rather than somewhere else in the school. You didn't feel like marching around the school with a gift in your hands, there are too many prying eyes. Though, you could always make yourself be unseen.

As you got closer to his room, your legs seemed to get heavier and heavier as your steps slowed and your chest tightened. You felt like you couldn't breath.

Hearing Scott's voice, your ears perked up as your heart seemed to flutter. Was he with someone? Should you come back later?

Your curiosity dragged you closer, and you felt your stomach twist when you heard Jean's voice.

"They're beautiful Scott."

Unable to resist, you made yourself invisible before quickly peaking into the open doorway. You looked only for a second, even knowing he wouldn't see you.

Seeing a bouquet of beautiful flowers in Scott's hands, and Jean right in front of him, you felt your breath catch and your stomach twist. Stepping away, you let out a soft painful breath as your hand gripped the gift tightly.

Turning, you quickly left, fighting the tears that threatened to build up. You had hoped you would be able to take something like this with more grace, but you were wrong.

Making it back to your room, you leaned against your closed door as your eyes burned. Your chest was tight and your stomach was in a knot. Hitting your head softly against the door you let out a shaky breath.

At least you knew.

Tossing the gift onto your desk, you sat down on your bed, your whole body seeming to lose it's strength.

At least you knew. But why did it have to hurt so much?

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The next day went by with only a few run-in's with Scott. Unable to face him just yet, you avoided him, and you were sure he noticed.

You figured you would tell him you did't feel good, or you had a headache and didn't feel like talking. Would he believe you?

Even if he didn't you couldn't tell him the real reason, not now. It didn't matter if he knew or not anymore.

You tore away at the grass underneath you as you stared off into the trees. You were at the edge of campus, just out of sight of anyone on the school grounds, no one knew you were here. Or so you thought.

Scott went to your room to find you, concerned something was wrong. You seemed to be avoiding him all day and he was worried. Did he do something? Did something happen you didn't want him to know about?

He wanted to see you, to talk to you, he had plans. But now something was wrong and he didn't know what to do.

Knocking on the door, but hearing no response, Scott turned the door knob and walked in. He probably shouldn't have, but he feared you may be inside, just unwilling to answer the door.

Looking and listening around closely, making sure you hadn't gone invisible, he sighed. You were in fact, not in your room. He let out a sigh as he turned to leave. But he stopped s his eye caught on something on the desk.

A long thin box, with his name on it. Walking over to it, he pulled it closer. He shouldn't open it, you hadn't given it to him. But why would you have a gift for him? He felt his heart flutter. Was it for Valentines Day?

Taking the box, he put it into his pocket and left, having one more idea of where he might be able to find you.

Hearing someone walking closer, you made yourself invisible, not wanting to speak t anyone.

As the footsteps grew closer, you didn't bother looking back, just assuming it was a student.

The footsteps stopped, and your heart jolted when a voice called out

"Y/n."

You looked back, seeing Scott staring right at you. You knew his glasses allowed him to see the signature of your body even if you were invisible. Something created for him when another mutant with invisibly broke into the school.

As you became fully visible again, Scott could see in your eyes that something was wrong.

Walking up to you, he let out a sigh as he sat down beside you, turning so he was facing you.

"You've been avoiding me."

You looked away from him and down at the ground again as you played with the grass. "Why would you think that?"

Scott smiled softly, but there was sadness behind it.

"Because even if something is really bothering you, you still talk to me about it. Which makes me think I'm the thing that is bothering you."

"You're not bothering me Scott." You replied, but there was an obvious sadness in your voice.

He frowned, worry filling his gut even more. Moving closer to you, his knees almost touching you, he leaned closer "What's going on Y/n?"

You forced a smile and shook your head as you looked over at him "I'm just not feeling all that well."

Scott frowned, there was truth in what you were saying, but there was something else. Something you couldn't seem to admit.

He looked down at his hands for a moment "I needed to talk to you about something, but if you're feeling bad it can wait."

You felt guilt ripple through you. He was always there when you needed someone to talk to, but now you were avoiding him. You had a feeling in your gut, a painful one, that he was going to tell you that he got back together with Jean. You didn't want to hear it, it would tear you apart, but you were his friend.

You turned to face him straight on "You can always talk to me." You said softly, though your chest ached.

He looked back up, and though he wore his glasses, you could feel his eyes burning into yours.

Reaching into his jacket, he pulled something out, and you felt your heart stop.

"I went to your room to find you earlier, and found this instead. I didn't open it, but curiosity got the best of me." He could see the surprise on your face and wondered what it meant.

"That's-" you could barely find your words "-for Valentines Day." You finished mumbling out, having been unable to find another excuse.

Scott's heart did a cartwheel as he smiled at you "You got me a gift?"

You nodded your face almost blank as you feared what would come next.

"Can I open it?"

You nodded again, your heart pumping heavy in your chest.

Scott opened the box, revealing a new pair of glasses, a similar style to his own, but they had their own uniqueness to them. His smile grew as he looked down at them.

"I had them made like your others. Yours are getting old and I know how you are about asking for new ones."

He grinned as he took them out, looking over them. You watched as he took off his glasses, eyes clenched shut before putting yours on. Looking up at you again, he smiled brightly and you couldn't resist your own smile widening.

"They look good." You complimented.

"Thank you Y/n"

He watched as you shyly looked down at the ground again, as you pulled at the weeds.

"Those aren't what you wanted to talk to me about are they?" You asked softly before looking back up at him.

You could always see through him. "Uh, no, not really."

Reaching over, he grabbed your hand, stopping you from pulling out weeds. You looked up at him as he encased your hand with his.

"I wanted to tell you how I felt-"

You felt your breath hitch in your throat, your heart was pounding so heavily you could feel it in your head. How he felt about what? About who?

"-about you." He finished slowly, and you felt as though time froze.

"...About me?" You asked softly.

You felt his fingers caress the top of your hand, and it sent shivers up your arms.

"I wasn't originally going to tell you like this. I wanted to invite you to dinner with me, and tell you then, but...I can't hold it in anymore."

You felt a wave of dizziness wash over you before you shook your head lightly "But-" Scott looked at you with a frown "What about Jean?"

"What about Jean?" He asked with a tilt of his head.

"I though- well, I thought what you were going to tell me, was that you two were back together."

You saw confusion cross his face, and started to wonder if you imagined it all.

"Why would you think that?"

"Well yesterday... when I went to give you the glasses, I overheard, and I saw you give her flowers." There was confusion and doubt in your voice, as you spoke.

Realization hit Scott like a train before he lowered his head with a sigh. You watched as he shook his head and looked back up at you.

"Those flowers weren't for Jean, they were for you. She saw me taking them into my room and asked about them, that was what you saw."

He saw realization cross your own face, as you seemed to slowly grow more embarrassed.

"Wait is- is that why you were avoiding me?"

You seemed to look down in shame and Scott couldn't help the laugh that escaped. Your head shot up as you stared at him wide-eyed.

"I'm sorry." He shook his head "I just- no, no me and Jean are not back together. And I'm sorry you thought that, I hate that you thought that."

Tugging your hand closer again, he brought his other hand to your face, making you look at him.

"Let me start over. The only person in this world I have feelings for is you. I've been head over heels for you since we became friends. I've been a coward for so long, taking so long to tell you how I felt. Fearing you didn't feel the same but, but you do."

It wasn't quite a statement and not a question, but it held a desperation for reassurance. And with a subtle nod of your head, you gave it to him, and he smiled.

"I don't want to be a coward anymore Y/n. I want you to know how I feel. That I adore you, I adore everything about you, and I want to be able to see you and know that your mine. My person, my best-friend and lover, my partner, everything. I want that more than anything. "

You felt as though you couldn't breath as your eyes burned from the emotion welling up inside you.

"I want that too." You whispered out, just loud enough for him to hear.

He grinned at you as he leaned forward, pressing his forehead against yours. You lifted your hand and placed it over his as he cupped your cheek.

Your noses pressed together briefly as his lips ghosted over yours. Your eyes fluttered closed just as his lips pressed fully against yours. A shiver ran through your body as butterflies erupted in your stomach. You wanted Scott to love you more than anything. And he did.

xx End xx

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bad4amficideas · 14 days

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COWARDS!!!

YOu all shipping with Gambit because free reign not legal ties, were are my Cyke lovers?? Why nobody write Scott Summers x Reader?? What's stopping you from doing a threesome with Morph and Wolverine?! And better not let me start with any of these goddesses they call X-Woman because I swear to ...

Totally unrelated but give back James Marsden the love Hugh Jackman hoarded! Justice for the original cast of the 1sr XMen trilogy!!!

#scott summers x reader #cyclops x reader #xmen #xmen x reader

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monsterfuckabilitytournament · 4 months

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submit more fuckable monsters here:

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wh0re4gambit · 1 year

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ꜱᴄᴏᴛᴛ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀꜱ ᵀʰᵉ ᵍⁱʳˡ ᵗʰᵃᵗ

ꜱᴄᴏᴛᴛ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀꜱxꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ɴᴏ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪꜰɪᴄ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ

»Just ask her out already.«

Scott immediately snapped his head to looked at Jubilee in disbelief and shushed her.

»What, nooo « he whisper shouted.

»Why not? I mean you two would look so cute together aaanddd...« she pointed her finger up to signal him that shes not done yet » its been one hell of a long minute since you've been in a relationship since you and Jean broke up.« Scott was about to open his mouth but Jubilee stopped him once again »Ah I'm not done.« And took a bite of her sandwich »Since she joined the team, you are head over heels for her. Always stare at her and zoom out when she walks by, once you mention her you cant stop talking about her, Y/N did this today, Y/N ate that today, oh look this t-shirt has the same color as Y/N's eyes, Y/N-...« the seventeen year old mocked the team-leader. »Okay I got it, but would you keep it quiet.«

»Only if you ask her out« Jubilee challenged Scott.

»Jubes why would she want to go on a date with me. We barely talk and-« »Barely talk« She scoffed ironically »You two talk for hours ones you guys stumble across your guys way, trust me Scott, I got my reasons and really, really, really good sources that tell me, she'll definitely, 100% would go out on a date with you when you ask her« She took another bite of her gold-brown toasted sandwich.

»If you don't do it I'll do it for you« she shrugged and was about to hop of her seat just before Scott could grab her wrist, in a rather hectic motion.

»Ok, Ok. I'll ask her, just, you know not in the next few hours.«

»Within the next 36 hours, which gives you time till tomorrow 8 p.m.« Jubilee grabbed her sandwich and with one smooth nod, she made her pink sunglasses drop down from her head to her nose and walked off, god knows where.

'Okay, no big deal, you just go to her and start some smalltalk, ask her if she's interested in going on a date and the rest is up to her.' Summers told himself.

He stood up from the table while taking the last sip of his coffee and made his way down to start a long day of work and when this one was done, he would ask the girl that was able to make him blush, out.

The girl that sometimes lets her temperament get the best of her.

The girl that he could talk to for hours that seem to be minutes.

The girl that wasn't afraid to even call Logan out.

The girl that would do everything in her power to protect those who cant.

The girl with the most beautiful eyes ever, and how these start fill with passion every time she starts talking about things shes so passionate about.

The girl that-

»Scott, are ya' even listenin' to me, Sugah?«

»Hm? No, I'm sorry Rogue would you repeat what you just said.«

Rogue chuckled »Ya' have to ask her out, literally every time ya' think about her, you start smillin' like a school girl and also get all blushed up like one too.«

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A few hours have passed and Jubilee made her way towards the control room of the danger room, with a bag filled with burgers.

»Soooo did you ask her out already?« Jubilee walked into the control room with Scott sitting on one of the three chairs in front of tons of buttons.

He just turned around with his lips pursed together.

Because much to Jubilees surprise right next to him was Y/N with a confused look on her face.

»You know what Scott, I'm just gonna leave this here ... « And placed the bag of burgers on a small table »... and leave you two alone« and made a 180° turn to leave as promised.

Scott now getting back to his original position starring at some invisible point in front of him still lips pursed together.

»Soo who is the lucky lady you are planning on asking out?« Y/N asked in a sarcastic voice and bumped the shoulder of the man next to her.

»Uh..« 'now or never Scott' » It's actually you.«

»Oh.« Y/N took a second, because she was genuinely surprised by his respond.

She had never expected Scott to be even remotely interested in her.

Was she interested in him? Definitely.

»So what are you waiting for?« she asked him him, now completely facing him, but him still not daring to look at her.

»Enough confidence to accept being rejected, I guess.«

»And what if there is no rejection to accept?«

He turned his head around looking into her eyes, consuming every single detail, wether its the slightly different colored dot or the tiny transitions between shades.

»Well than I'd be really happy and looking forward to the date with the most beautiful woman looks and personality wise.«

»Well, then why not ask now...«

"The girl that-" ... made him forget everything else.

»Would you like to go on a date with me?«

»I'd love to Summers.«

A big smile grew onto Scott's face.

»Then just dress nice, I'll pick you up at 7 and the rest is a surprise.«

»Sounds like a good plan.«

#scott summers #cyclops #x men comics #xmen #comics #marvel #scottsummerfanfiction #scott summers x reader #scott summers fanfiction #i hate this guy actually #cyclops x reader #like how can u like him #ew #anyway

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moonlit-imagines · 1 year

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warnings:

a/n:

requested by anonymous

You were laid up in bed, eyes closed while your sinus headache took over. You don’t know who got you sick, but you hoped they were suffering worse than yourself. Scott walked in with a bowl of soup and a replacement box of tissues for you, quietly setting them on your bedside and sitting beside you. “Y/N, hey. Got you something.” He gently shook you and you groaned. “Come on, sit up.”

“Ugh, I hate everything.” You muttered, taking the warm bowl in your hands.

“I know. But this’ll make you feel better.” He brushed your crazy hair out of your eyes and chuckled. “Anything else I can get you? Tea, hot chocolate?”

“Ooh, hot chocolate.” You requested, sniffling over the steamy soup. “…and cuddles?” Scott smiled and gave you a quick kiss on the forehead.

“That I can do.”

taglist: @locke-writes // @randomawesomeperson102 // @captainshazamerica // @ravenmoore14 // @swanimagines // @dindjarinsspouse // @kinoko-kai // @summersimmerus // @bad4amficideas // @xoxobabydolls // @simp-legend // @nekoannie-chan // @groovy-lady // @evilcr0ne // @ruvaakke // @thedarkqueenofavalon // @rqmanoff // @elenavampire21 //

#scott summers #scott summers x reader #scott summers imagine #cyclops #cyclops x reader #cyclops imagine #xmen #xmen x reader #xmen imagine #marvel #marvel x reader #marvel imagine

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kikiwooo · 1 year

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do you have any thoughts abt cyclops? hes like. he's the littlest itty bittiest of his kind. he uses the concept of locomotion itself as a weapon. he has an all encompassing disconnect from everyone else because of it. he's british (or atleast has a british accent). he canonically owns a lantern filled with a stone that can and has destroyed planets. he even is a robot bunny jokester, sometimee

" Haven't seen someone handsome with one eye? "

Ahhh, the little guy does so much damage. He's so tiny it's almost cute. Let's just not forget that he literally has the power to destroy the whole universe, dude is op.

When cyc got interested in someone ( which has to be you, who had a lot of admirers.), he can't keep his mouth shut, he constantly need to speak and flatter you. It's a need to impress you, if only you notice him!

His height doesn't affect him a bit!! It's just the others around you doesn't see him as a man. Which, triggers him to no end, just know, shits going to happen.

" Hah! You're gonna ask 'em out? As if they'll look for someone as little as y- "

Cyc wastes to time trapping Roger into his magical cage, deaf to the shifter's curses. Cyc turns to you, looking as smug as he can be.

#[ x.brainrot ] !#cyclops #mlbb cyclops #cyclops x reader #mlbb #mobile legends #mlbb x reader #mobile legends bang bang #mobile legends bang bang x reader #mobile legends x reader #gn reader #x reader

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madlittlecriminal · 10 months

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Scott Summers Masterlist

(*) ➞contains sexual innuendos/light smut

(**) ➞contains smut

(▾) ➞contains angst/trigger warning(s)

(°) ➞authors personal favorites

(…) ➞request

(•) ➞holiday themed

(§) ➞alternate universe (AU)

(≈) ➞headcanons (HC)

(۵) ➞prompts

(❅) ➞blurbs

-Don’t Deserve You (▾)

-The Ship Has Sailed (▾)(…)(°)

#scott summers #scott summers x reader #scott summers x you #scott summers x y/n #cyclops #cyclops x reader #cyclops x you #cyclops x y/n #marvel #mcu #marvel universe #xmen #xmen cyclops

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meishawrites · 2 years

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(Thank you for my homies on discord giving me ideas for this)

Force and Arms

!Platonic Headcanons:

Raven:

You are either his childhood friend, most tolerable member, or just that friendly passerby

You know him so well that you know when he smiles underneath his mask

You are like that eldest protective sibling

BFFs forever

He is only vulnerable to you

Please don't betray him

Lil' cinnamon roll

If you're 2x older than him, he might see you as a parent figure

You guide him on emotional things

Levi:

You two are the only one that can tolerate each other

Like it gets annoying for the other members because the two of you would be so loud by just telling a simple story

You let Levi vent when she fails

You both are 2 peas in an odd pod

And the members just keep shutting you two up but she doesn't because she is that Bish

You two keep secrets to one another

Like you know where she hides her diary

Makes you try new things and talk trash to each other when you both flopped

Bertha

When you first met each other you didn't like her first because she's bossy and hella intimidating

But you know you can find great things on unexpected places

Like Levi you let her vent on you

You are her favorate person

They betray her you know how she can be

She makes food for you.... Only you

You both love Pic Nics!

Slayer

You don't match his quiet energy(no energy)

He is wary of you at first

He feels like you're weak and not gonna last a single second in the faction

By the time he starts to not underestimate you

Sees you as an equal

He starts opening up to you (very awkward conversations because he is not good at it but you two adjust over the time)

You offer him emotional support

Afraid he will lose you on a battlefield

He only takes his mask off for you

He will definitely kill you if you betray him (no hesitation but he'll probably make a whole ass villain dialouge before he kills)

You two work well together

You're the only one that can make him laugh

A very deadly duo

Cyclops

Chillest guy but he is far more sinister once you get to know him

Probably gives you mercy

Saw your potential

You two makes the best jokes ever

Two geniuses in a field

You two are the only one that can understand each other with just an eyebrow raise

He sings(You are the only one that knows that: Don't tell his most vulnerable thing)

His first impression of you is : you're just another newbie(nobody)

Is a big softie(it's canon)

If you have talents, he will appreciate it like this picture:

#bullet echo #slayer x reader #Levi x reader #gender neutral reader #bertha x reader #cyclops x reader #raven x reader #headcanon #This is cringe but whatever

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supercap2319 · 19 days

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Cyclops fucks your throat with your head hanging off the edge of the bed while Gambit fucks your hole hard. They both act like you're not even there, because all Cyclops does is scold Gambit for being careless in fights. Gambit just tells him to shut the fuck up.

"You were so wreckless out there, Gambit. Jean–the others could have been hurt by your carelessness." Scott said, drilling his cock inside Y/N's warm mouth. He was bare except for his visor, scolding the Cajun mutant across from him.

"How bout you get off Gambit's back, Mon ami?" Gambit asked, drilling his cock in and out of Y/N's tight hole. This was a regular thing for everyone. Y/N wasn't a slut, but he was treated like one, which explains why Gambit and Cyclops were acting like he wasn't even in the room, spitroasting him.

Cyclops let's out a frustrated grunt as he fucks harder, slamming into Y/N's throat, choking him on the edge of the bed. "You need to follow orders. My orders. Professor Xavier left me in charge."

"True, but you ain't no Charles Xavier, eh?" Gambit picks up the pace and really slams into Y/N, making the younger male arched his back. "Ain't that right, Chéri?" Gambit looks down at him.

"Just knock it off, Rémy." Cyclops growls.

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #remy etienne lebeau #remy lebeau #Remy Lebeau x male reader #cyclops #Cyclops x male reader #xmen the animated series #xmen comics #gambit xmen #xmen 97 #scott summers #Scott Summers x male reader #Scott x Gambit #Scott x Gambit x male reader

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yeahkann · 4 days

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Okay so I promised myself that I wasn't gonna talk about this show(at least not on this app) but the way people are reacting to all of the love triangles in X-men 97 is fucking hilarious. I’m sorry but if you can’t handle the Jean/Cyclops/Wolverine or the Rouge/Gambit/Magneto love triangles then X-men(or comicbooks in general) is not the franchise for you. I’m so sick of people on this app calling Rouge and Jean every derogatory name under the sun because they can’t handle a little conflict. Comic-books are full of Soap Opera levels of drama, if you’re gonna be a fan please get use to it

#xmen #marvel #x men 97 #jean grey #marvel girl #anna marie lebeau #Rouge #erik lehnsherr #magneto #scott summers #cyclops #logan howlett #wolverine #remy lebeau #gambit #am I shaming non comic readers? yes!#I feel like this show was a mistake and I want it gone by season 2 #free these two from weak people with bad takes

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lemonnsss · 6 months

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Moral of the Story pt. 3

Warnings: cheating, illusions to sex, angst, not BETA'D we die like men.

Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4

Taglist: @vicmc624, @mostlymarvelgirl, @yvonneeeee, @beetlejuicesupremacy, @moonlightreader649, @whattheduckisupkyle, @chrisevans-realwife, @nekoannie-chan, @mrsbarnes32557038, @imyourbratzdoll

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“Oh, so soon?” he leaned in, obviously interested in my request, “And what might your boon be?”

“As you can probably guess, I need a job. I have an interview tomorrow morning for the role of your PA. If that doesn’t pan out -because of anyone's request outside of your own- I still want a good-paying job with decent benefits. Okay?”

“Okay, I’ll cut it short, you’re hired.”

“Please, I don’t need your pity.”

"Oh, don't worry, I wouldn't hire you out of pity. It's because of what you did just now. I gave you barely any details, and you came up with a sub-par solution." Satisfied with his answer, he reaches over and takes a sip of my coffee.

"Sub-par says I go out, find your bodyguard, and drag him back here." He visibly aspirates, coughing into a napkin for a minute or so. I got up, got a straw, and returned. By the time I sat down, he had regained most of his composure.

"You had a good plan that led to a good solution," gesturing to himself, "I'm a rich asshole. Are we happy?” A slight rasp remained in his voice.

“Sufficiently. I accept the role of your PA, Mr. Stark. When should I start?"

"After your interview with Ms. Potts. You did say that if anyone aside from me was against you as my PA, you'd be fine with it."

I leaned back, covering my eyes with my hand, ”Yeah, I did."

"Don't try denying it. JARVIS has been recording- I'm sorry, what did you just say?"

"I fully acknowledge and stand by my previous statement. And, did you just admit to illegally recording our conversation?” My other hand raised pointing at him, “If so, that would be quite unfortunate for you and Stark Industries.” I separated my fingers to see his shocked yet slightly confused expression.

"Well, shit.”

I lowered my hand to the arm of the chair, tilting my head slightly, “Did you think I wouldn’t own up to my word? Please, Tony -can I call you Tony? I’m going to call you Tony- I do have morals, they’re a bitch, but they’re there. When I make promises, I follow through with them.” I look down at my lap, my hands wrapped around my stomach, “I hate people who break their promises. They are the worst kind of people. All that does is hurt those around them, but they’re too self-centered to realize that until it’s too late- sometimes even then it doesn’t click.” I glance up, he’s leaning closer to me, a worried look plastered across his face.

I straighten, collect my things, and move to get up, “I suppose I’ll see you at my interview tomorrow, Mr. Stark.” I walk away and out of the café, hearing the bell ring as I walk out.

I fell face down into my bed, arms spread out. “I just met THE Anthony Edward Stark and acted like it was no big deal. What is wrong with me?” I grabbed a pillow, held it to my chest, curled up into the fetal position, and screamed. “How could I have acted like it was nothing? He’s an A-list celebrity and I just brushed it off!” I prop up onto my elbows, my hands extending forward.

I spent the afternoon and evening just watching TV and reading. While I didn’t typically read graphic books, Hemingway and Remarque’s book had been sitting in my collection untouched for far too long, and it wasn’t necessarily a horrible way to finish the day. About halfway through “All Quiet On The Western Front” I realized just how depressing this book was and how glad I hadn't gone over it with my high school classes. The case remained much the same for “A Farewell to Arms”.

My phone alarm went off, signaling it was time to start getting ready for bed. I got up to grab it, shutting off the tone. I stood up, went to the bathroom, completed my nightly routine, and set out my clothes for my interview, although it seemed I had been hired in all but formalities.

I woke up the next day with a slight ache in my bones but, nothing like the previous day. I got ready and headed out to the Stark Industries headquarters. When I arrived I wasn’t necessarily shocked. The lobby was sleek and modern, bustling with the morning rush. I walked up to the receptionist, an older woman, and told her that I was there for the interview for the role of Mr. Stark’s assistant. I confirmed she looked me up and down before saying my name aloud. She handed me a card, stating it was a single use and would be deactivated once I left the building before pointing me to the elevator, guarded by the head of security, Mr. Stark’s bodyguard, Happy Hogan.

I walked over he looked at me slightly puzzled as I walked up to the elevator, sliding the activated card. It took a moment or two before the door opened and I could not be happier. I walked in and the doors shut.

“Crap, I didn’t get the floor.” I placed my face in my hand, aggravated at my forgetfulness.

An electronic voice rang out, “I believe I can be of some assistance, Mx.”.

I screamed, “What the fuck?” I backed into a corner, grabbing the rails.

“Apologies, I seem to have startled you. I’m JARVIS, Mr. Stark’s AI.”

“O-okay? Can you send me up to Mrs. Potts’ floor?”

“Of course.”

The elevator ride passes quickly thanks to Stark’s AI. As the doors open JARVIS informs me that the door on the right leads to Ms. Potts’ office. I walk up to the door and knock, ”Come in!” A voice calls out. I open the door and introduce myself.

Ms. Potts was a taller woman with blonde hair. She ran around frantically, “I’m so sorry, an urgent business meeting just came up. Would it be okay to reschedule your interview?”

“Yes, yes, of course. These things happen, I understand. Is there anything I can do to help?” I move close to her desk.

The look on her face shows she didn't expect my reaction. "Um, yes. In one of the piles over there. There should be twelve documents with the keywords Stark v. Hammer." She points over the corner where there are three medium-sized piles of papers

"Oh, is that all?"

"Yes, thank you. My assistant has been on sick leave for two weeks and my office has become an absolute mess." I hear the clink of metal on the ground. She squats down, looking for whatever it was that had fallen.

"Really, it's no problem. I've worked in worse offices, this is nothing."

"What do you mean?"

"The lawyer I worked for in college. He was a mess. He wouldn't let anyone move his things, so it just stayed that way until he needed a specific paper or file, and then he would send me looking. Apparently, he did that to all of his assistants after one of them, about five years before me, lost one of the major papers in a big case for the firm. He fired her immediately." I rifled through the paperwork, quickly finding a handful of the documents.

"That sounds horrible, although, from a business person's perspective I can somewhat understand."

"Yeah, it was crazy. I worked for him for four years and almost feel bad for leaving. He finally adjusted and was comfortable with me going through the records." I had found all but one of the papers at this point and had looked through all three piles with no luck.

"Ms. Potts?"

She stands up, bumping her head on the edge of her desk, "Yes?"

"Sorry, um, are you okay?"

"Yes. I'm fine." She grasps the back of her head, wincing. She's clearly not.

"Are you sure? You hit your head pretty hard."

"Yes, really. What were you asking about?"

"Okay, are you sure all of the papers are over here? There's one missing. I've gone over the stacks at least three times."

"Yes, of course. They're all there, I could've sworn." She walks over, or at least attempts to as about halfway she grasps her head, a small groan accompanying the action. I run over, offering my arm. She takes my arm, and I lower her to the ground, a quiet 'thank you' thrown in the midst.

There was a small cut on the back of her head, a small amount of blood flowing out. I place my fingers on the cut, using my powers to heal it. A sharp pain found its way to the back of my head for a moment before it fades.

"Thank you. I think I just needed to sit down for a moment. But, yes, all of the papers should be over here. It's odd that there's one missing."

"Could it be in a different stack?"

"It shouldn't be, then again, I haven't exactly been keeping this place clean enough to say. Crap! The meeting's supposed to start in a few minutes."

"How far into the meeting do you need the papers, and how long do you expect this meeting will be?"

"Maybe two-thirds of the way through and half an hour at the shortest. Why?"

"I'm gonna buy you some time, obviously. I'll look through the rest of the papers to find the missing page. Once I find it I'll head over to your meeting room and deliver the papers as if you'd asked for them just before the meeting began. How does that sound?"

She walks up to me and hugs me. As she pulls away she says, "You are a lifesaver! Thank you." She grabs her papers and walks out of her office, presumably to the meeting room as I stand there stunned, unmoving as a stone.

When her trance breaks, I start moving around the room, quickly checking each pile for the missing paper. I tried to stay in the general area she originally pointed me to with no luck. I slowly moved towards the desk, it was the only place I hadn't checked yet.

I went through the different stacks before finding the paper in the third, guess it really was the charm. I collected all of the papers in a manilla folder, finishing it off with a paperclip -just as a precaution. As I went to grab the door handle JARVIS told me which meeting room they were on.

I walked out to the small foyer between the two offices and entered the elevator. JARVIS took me to the correct floor.

I walked up to the door of the meeting room Ms. Potts was in and knocked on the door before entering. I looked inside to see a variety of old, white businessmen and Ms. Potts in front of a projector explaining something I wasn't about to pretend I understood. She looked relieved.

I walked in just enough to where I could close the door, "Apologies, Ms. Potts, is this a bad time? I have the paperwork you requested."

"Oh no, not at all." She walked over to me, taking the folder from my hands. "Thank you." She whispered.

"It was no problem at all, Ma'am. Would you like me to continue working in your office, or go home for the day?"

"Please, wait in my office." She tipped her head slightly, a gesture that didn't go unnoticed.

I excused myself and headed back to Ms. Potts office. I waited for her in one of the armchairs at her desk. I checked my phone and realized I hadn't read the e-mail from Scott yet. I opened his message, the contents shocking me.

'Hi, I know it's been a while since we've talked, I mean really talked. I'm sorry, I chose a girl who saw me as the second choice over the person who's been my best friend practically since we met. I'm leaving the mansion too. Things have been crazy here. The professor is making Jean and Logan sub for all the classes you used to teach, and he'll be doing so for every teacher who leaves because of what happened. I'm planning on moving back to Anchorage. My parents left the house to Alex, but he gave everything to me in his will, making it mine. That house has to be 80 or so years old now, it's going to need a lot of repairs. I'll send you the address once it's all fixed up, maybe have some tea and catch up.

See you someday,

Scott.'

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shelbgrey · 4 months

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A not so White Wedding(Scott Summers)

Paring: Scott Summers x Mutant!Reader

Summary: ✨Wedding bells✨ it's time to get married to Scott summers... Well maybe

Prompt: 2.3) “I've been busy marrying you, I haven't had time to piss anyone off!”

A/n: this was a unanimous request that got lost during my editing process. I'm sorry I don't have your original ask and I hope you see this.

MasterList

Storm wanted to plan the wedding and she went all out and wanted everything to be perfect even if me and Scott just wanted a small wedding. The rest of team was in the back yard of the mansion putting chairs up and setting things up for the wedding.

“Woah” I tumbled at bit as I tried to walk and break in the heals Storm got, I hated them and never wore heals in my life. storm grabed my hand before I could fall on my ass on the back porch “you just have to break them in” Storm said to sweetly.

“Stormy, your not even gonna see my feet just let me wear Converse”

Storm playfully rolled her eyes as I wrapped my arms around her to keep my balance, I kicked the heals off and looked at Storm. “Okay... As long as they are new ones and not those blue ones you wear all the time... Honestly I don't know how they are still in one piece” Storm said playfully.

“The heels were a little much” I nodded Playfully to Storm.

“Nothing it's too much” Storm told me and looked at all the X-men that offered to set up from the wedding “the wedding is gonna be perfect” Storm said.

I took a deep breath, feeling both excited and nervous. “I just can't believe I'm actually getting married this weekend”

“and I can't be more happier for you both” Storm smiled then tunred to the yard where the rest of the team was “And we promise to make sure this weekend goes as smoothly as possible for the both of you”

“Yeah...” I sighed and crossed my arms nervously “we need to make sure nothing or no one ruins this wedding, we've been on high alert since our last mission against Magneto”

Storm placed her hands on my shoulders and looked me on the eyes. “nothing is gonna happen... Not on my watch”

I smiled and pulled her into a tight hug. “thanks Storm, I love ya”

She pulled away with a bright smile. “Now... Get in the house and get plenty of rest” I rolled my eyes playfully and nodded as I picked up the painful heals off the porch. Storm took them out of my hands then turned around to check on the set up. She sighed In frustration. “Logan! Not there put it on the other side of the aisle!” she yelled, marching off the steps of the porch.

“stop yelling at me woman!” Loagn barked as he set a white bench down. I smiled and just shook my head before heading back inside of the mansion.

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Scott's lips pressed against mine softly and gently pushed me down on to our bed. I sighed softly as his lips traveled down my neck. I let out a small moan as my fingers carded through his hair “you know it's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding” I joked softly.

Scott chuckled softly against my neck “I'm not a superstitious man...and I just couldn't resist” he whispered and lifted his head to connect our lips for a soft kiss. I giggled softly against his lips as my hands traveled to his waist, pulling him closer to to me.

“I'm not waiting till the wedding to touch or kiss you” Scott mumbled against my lips, pulling my body close to his. The small moment we shared only heightened the excitement I felt for our future. Scott's left mine then smiled as he leaned up and kissed my forehead. I let out a satisfed sigh as Scott kissed down my neck to my collarbone.

Our lips met for another passionate kiss and just as his tounge brushed against mine there was a knock on the door. Scott lifted his head and opened his eyes sharply. He groaned softly. “Damn it.”

I rolled my eyes at our interruption. Scott sighed and kissed my lips softly once more and pulled away, fixing his clothes. He went over to the door and peeked through the door, waiting to see who the unwanted guest was.

I sat up in the bed and peeked through the crack Scott made between the frame and the door. Storm was at the door with her folder of all the wedding stuff. She put her hand on her hip, staring Scott down. “what are you doing? Your not supposed to see y/n until the wedding, it's bad luck!” she said sternly but also playfully.

Scott rolled his eyes at the old superstition, but he still wanted to play along with Storm “it's my room too!”

“I don't care, the last thing you guys need is bad luck” Strom rolled her eyes and gave Scott a stren look. “and you better have picked up that Tux today”

“Yes.. I did” Scott playfully stuck his tongue out at Storm. He gave a goofy grin and closed the door. Scott went back to the bed “So...want to try again?”

I smirked and pulled Scott back on top of me so we could pick up where we left off. Scott leaned, pressing himself into my body, kissing me deeply while his hands fell to my waist. As our lips moved in a rushed pace, Scott's arms moved from my waist and started moving upwards slowly, moving his way up to my chest. As his hands and began caressing my breasts there was yet another knock on the door.

My eyes locked with Scott's and we both let out a frustrated growl. He pecked me on the lips then rolled off of me. “God damn it Storm” he mumbled under his breath.

Still thinking it was storm, Scott ripped it open. It wasn't storm, it was Professor Xavier. Scott's eyes widened and his jaw dropped open to see Professor Xavier standing at the door. He tried to pull himself together as he looked at him. “good evening professor”

I sat up in our bed and quickly fixed my clothes. “Where's y/n?” I heared Xavier ask sternly.

Scott hesitated for a moment but didn't say anything. He looked straight into Professor Xavier's eyes then closed the door “what did you do?” Scott asked, turning towrds me.

“nothing, I've been busy marrying you, I haven't had time to piss anyone off”

Scott chuckled at the sarcasm. “well.. apparently you have now. The professor wants to see you”

I groaned and got out bed. I fixed my clothes one last time before opening the door. “yes Professor?” I asked sweetly and pretend like me and Scott weren't just playing a game of tonsil-hockey.

Professor Xavier eyed me and Scott both. “I need to discuss somethings with the both of you”

“is everything okay?” I asked softly then glanced at Scott.

Professor Xavier shifted in his wheelchair and sighed. “it's a private matter which is why I have called both of you here. It's quite a sensitive topic”

Me and Scott shared concerned looks before following Xavier to his office. Professor Xavier motioned for both of you to sit down infront of his desk as Scott closed the door. Xavier took a deep breath and started to speak. “I would like to inform you two that the Brotherhood have made another move in the city”

Scott walked over and sat in the chair next to mine. I sighed and rubbed my forehead in frustration. “how close to home are they?”

Xavier took a deep breath and looked at the two of us with a serious stare. “very close. If I were to guess...they are somewhere within a mile radius of the Institute”

“And the wedding is in two days” Scott grumbled under his breath and pushed his glasses back before they could slide of his nose.

Xavier was silent for a moment then hesitated before he spoke. “unfortunately, there has been a decision made regarding the wedding...”

“We're not putting it on hold! We've done it once already” Scott said before Xavier or I could even say anything. He knew it wasn't fair to either one of us.

Xavier nodded his head in admiration but he had an all business tone in his voice. “I understand that, but the Brotherhood is a serious threat to not only the city, but also the X-Men. We do not know what they'll do next. Unfortunately, the decision was made that our best option is to temporarily put the wedding on hold”

Professor Xavier's voice had a regretful tone but he had a strict look in his eyes. I sighed and looked down, I tired not to cry in both disappointment and frustration.

Scott immediately shot up from his seat and stormed out of Xavier's office. I gave Xavier a soft expression. “I'll talk to him”

“Scott!” I sighed, catching up with him in the hallway and grabed his hand to stop him. “Scotty...” I said softly.

Scott was hot with frustration but as he tunred to me his expression softened. “it's not fair to us! The Brotherhood are always a threat but I thought the wedding could be one day that they'd just leave us alone! I was wrong. It's always something. I just wanted one day where everything went right!”

I stepped closer to him with a soft expression and placed my hands on his cheeks, trying to calm him down. “I'm angry too, but there's nothing we can do” I said solemnly.

Scott sighed and his angry expression softened. “I'm just frustrated...I wanted this day to be perfect. He should know...he should know that after all this time, all this hard work...all this bullshit...I just wanted one thing to go right!”

My thumb stroked his cheek softly as I gave him a soft look “it's important to me too... So important, but why do I feel so selfish to even think about gooing on with the wedding even though the BrotherHood is running around?”

Scott pulled me close to his chest. There was a certain softness to him now that he had been filled with frustration previously. His hands traveled down my back, rubbing it gently as he spoke. “it's because you're the most selfless person I know. And you know what? That's what I love about you...and that's why I want this day to be for both of us”

I pressed my forehead to his and nuzzled my nose against his. “I think I'm tired of being so selfless” I sighed softly in frustration.

Scott wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me close to his chest. “I know, I know...but we have to be, sweetie. This is bigger than us, no matter how we try to convince ourselves. It's okay if it's pushed back”

I sighed, hugging him back. I didn't try to speak, still trying to process everything. Scott sighed and brushed some lose strainds of hair out of my face. “Just you being by my side is enough for me...”

“That's bullshit if you ask me” Storm said suddenly, opening her dorm room. Me and Scott both jumped. “how long have you been listening?” Scott asked.

“Hard not too when you guys are squabbling outside my dorm room” Storm said. During that moment I forgot the mansion was full of X-men in their dorm rooms.

Me and Scott stayed silent, refusing to meet Storm's gaze. Storm broke the silence and spoke up again. “You guys aren't seriously considering puting off your wedding again?” Storm asked frustrated and suprised.

Scott looked at Storm with a stern look and was silent for a moment...that's when he finally spoke and his voice was low. “what are we supposed to do?”

“get out of here!” Storm said like it was the most obvious thing. “go to the corthouse in the next town over and elope, go to Vegas and get married at one of those Elvis churches, I don't care just leave for the weekend and get married”

This surprised us both. Scott paused for a moment to think. “how would we convince the others to allow us to get married in private? They'd kill us for trying to exclude everyone from the wedding” I said softly.

Storm rolled her eyes. “The X-men will understand and when every thing settles down we'll give you a real wedding”

Scott thought for a moment and looked at me then back to Storm. “So you're suggesting we runaway for the weekend and get married?”

“Elope?” I added, looking at Storm.

“People do it all the time” Storm shrugged then sighed. “Even though we put a lot of work into the wedding and the thought of you guys eloping at an Elvis Church annoys me... You guys deserve to actually get married, so yes leave for the weekend and get married”

I couldn't help but laugh at the idea of me and Scott eloping in Vegas at an Elvis Church. As much as it sounded funny, I liked the idea. Scott turned to me and smiled. “what do you think, Baby?”

“Yeah, we waited long enough... Let's get married” I then tunred back to Storm. “what about Xavier and the others?”

“I'll deal with that old geezer” Storm said in a playful way. “and if the brotherhood shows up we'll be fine”

I nodded, agreeing. Scott smiled happily. He hugged me and kissed my forehead gently. “we'll leave first thing in the morning”

Storm smiled and clapped her hands together. “have fun!” she then left us alone.

--------(the next day)--------

“they did what?!” Xavier sighed after the news was broken y/n and Scott had left early that morning for vegas.

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