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magickhajiit · 9 months

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Unwilling ally

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The people who took them, plucked them one by one from their mission observing a Hydra cell in Alaska, may have been great kidnappers but they needed a little help on what to do with their victims once the deed had been done. Scott had been left on a gurney, a power dampener clamped around his wrist, in a damp room with a flickering light, sharp tools laid out beside him. Both his arms are strapped to the bed with thick ropes, the mission must not have been important enough to splash out on real handcuffs. Wiggling out of them is easy, and when he grabs his glasses, tucking them into his pocket and moves to the door he spares a moment to smile when it swings open, unlocked and without any alarms.

Bullets ricocheting down the corridor quickly stamp out any joy he has. Taking off down the corridor he has a few seconds to take in the sight of unfamiliar mutants and men fighting before he’s tackled to the ground, an inhuman noise ripping from his throat as pain erupts down his back. The clogging stench of wet dog assaulting him fills in the missing pieces of the situation.

Magneto’s new ‘brotherhood of evil mutants’ had been taking the headlines recently. Tales of their crimes reaching the press every other day. Whichever anti-mutant group had snagged Scott and the X-men had also caught the ire of the Master of Magnetism clearly. Bad for them, bad for Scott too. Though the X-men and Brotherhood hadn’t fought yet, his team had gone against Magneto dozens of times before.

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Which is why he’s surprised when the mutant atop of him, probably Sabretooth from the smell of dog breath, is yanked off him violently. Struggling till he’s able to prod at the scratches running down his back, he’s greeted with red when he pulls his hand back. The crimson of his blood surging out and now trailing down his wrist. Then the amber of Jean’s hair as, out of the corner of his eye, he sees her lifted like a ragdoll and thrown, Exodus hovering before her. The red of Magneto’s costume as he returns to the ground, making his way toward Scott. He let his eyes slip closed as the mutant gets closer, Exodus trailing behind. Faintly he can hear the order to get him into the jet, right before Exodus prods at his mind and darkness takes over.

When he wakes again he’s in a bed, soft blankets wrapped around him. Weariness has engulfed him, the type of exhaustion that comes from being held unconscious by a telepath rather than from the drugs slowly being pumped into his system. A woman’s hand gently stroking his face makes him force his eyes open. It’s Jean, perched on a chair by his bedside, green eyes crinkled with worry, red hair tangled, tendrils of it escaping.

It’s Jean until it’s not Jean. Scott watches as yellow is injected into green eyes, the colours swirling together until only gold remains. He watches her red hair darkening till it’s the shade of falling leaves in August, her opulent skin turning blue. Mystique.

Before he can yell, or reason his way out of this situation, whatever this situation is, he feels a psychic touch knock on the front door of his mind, letting itself in when he doesn’t answer. Before the red-skinned mutant slips into his view, Scott knows it's Exodus breaking down his mental barriers, tearing down walls and rooms as soon as he can construct them. In the back of his mind, he wonders why Magneto feels the need to keep cannon fodder like Toad around when he has soldiers like Exodus, mutants surely able to bring countries down to their knees with a bit of strategic planning.

‘That is what we need you for.’

The words don’t make sense to him at that moment, and when he’s dragged back to the waters of unconsciousness with a firm nudge of the telepath’s power it fades from memory. When he wakes up the next day, still in the med room but thankfully without company, the remnants of another memory linger, an alabaster face and cold red eyes greeting him when he closes his eyes. His throat feels dry and raw like he’d been screaming. A headache brews in his mind, he has the feeling his mind has been pilfered every memory having been plucked out before being shoved haphazardly back into its specific box.

There are two metal hoops around his wrists now, below the puncture marks where the inhibitor was clamped on. They’re tight enough not to be removed but loose enough not to be restrictive. Realistically he knows there’s little chance of escaping the Master of Magnitism’s base with a strip of steel on your person, not that that knowledge stops him from trying.

Surprisingly Magneto is the one to find him, Scott would have thought the man had something better to do than chase prisoners across his creepy metal base. Diving around the corner and stumbling straight into the man’s chest wasn’t what Scott had been expecting to happen. Magneto has lifted his hand, by the time Scott manages to spin around, one gesture clamping the metal bracelets together and raising them in the air, leaving Scott connected to the ground by the tips of his toes.

‘’Did you really think you were going to escape?’’ Magneto carries on with his tirade when Scott doesn’t bother to answer the question. ‘’We are currently miles from the nearest town. And if by some miracle you managed to get there, alone, without food or adequate clothing, it’s not a let’s say very progressive place in terms of mutant rights.’’ Another gesture and the cuffs are lowered to the ground, as they walk Magneto grips the back of Scott’s neck like he’s an unruly kitten rather than a mutant prisoner.

‘’I don’t look like a mutant right now.’’

‘’You were injected with a high dosage of a new mutant power dampener. Our best doctor believes you’ll have your optic beams back in a couple of days.’' After a multitude of lefts and rights, they arrive back at the med bay, the metal door swinging open for them.

‘’I need my glasses back. My powers... I can’t control them.’’

Without being asked Scott sits back on the bed, reluctantly raising his arm as the Magneto manipulates the needle back in. He wouldn’t admit it but the scratches on his back had started to prickle with pain, a burning sensation on his back.

‘’I’ll make sure you have them Cyclops. And don’t fret you will be home soon enough.’’ Settling down Scott just nods, suddenly too tired to form words.

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Magneto wasn’t lying as it turned out. The next time he wakes it's due to the loud humming of a jet’s engines. Opening his eyes, the world is bathed in a familiar crimson, the weight of the glasses on his nose is a comfort. He’s sat on the floor, back resting against one of the chairs, hands pinned to the floor in front of him. The crick in his neck lets him know they’ve been flying for a few hours. Sabretooth is stood guarding him, amber eyes lazily watching him. He’s facing the wrong way but faintly Scott thinks he can hear Mystique and Magneto conversing in the cockpit.

A couple of hours later, long enough his wrists have gone numb and his limbs are begging to be stretched, the jet lands. He quickly rises to his feet when the cuffs linking him to the ground flow away, Magneto’s hand steadies him when his body jolts forward. Wrapping one arm around him Magneto walks him down the ramp, he sighs in relief when he sees the school. Jean’s at the front door, donning a cream dress rather than her latex suit, her mouth agape.

‘’You’ve served the cause well, child.’’ Scott flinches from the older mutant when he hears those words, making him sound like a loyal soldier rather than an unwilling prisoner. Without warning Magneto increases the pressure on his shoulder, encouraging him to his knees, on the soft, damp grass. The hand is gone quickly, the sound of a rustling cape marking his departure.

By the time Jean has made her way to him, the Brotherhood’s jet is in the air. The smell of coconuts fills his nose when she engulfs him in a hug, red hair in his face. It’s a welcome relief after the week of the wet dog odour of his guard and the stale, air of the medbay. Through Jean’s cries, he can feel a different mind touching his, with more care and delicacy than Exodus had shown. It stifles the pinpricks of pain lighting up now the pain meds were wearing off before it skims through his recent memories, opening them up with the care reserved for opening open a family scrapbook, taking time to look over each picture.

When he’s done Xavier opens the link a little wider, letting his care and worry bleed through the link. Burying his face into Jean’s shoulder Scott feels his eyes prickle, the relief to be home finally overwhelming him.

This was meant to be one of those 30 minute writing activities, ended up being an hour and a half and I'm not a big fan of most of it. But I thought I'd post it anyway. I've been a bit obssessed with brother of evil mutants fanfics recently. If anyone knows of or has written any I'd love to give them a read.

#my writing #x-men #marvel fanfiction #exodus #magneto #cyclops fanfiction #cyclops #jean grey x scott summers #brotherhood of evil mutants #kidnapping #double kidnapping #brother of evil mutants fanfic #scott summers fanfic #scott summers #x men fanfiction

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mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea · 3 months

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandoms: X-Men (Movieverse), X-Men - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Avengers (Comics) Relationship: Logan/Scott Summers Characters: Logan (X-Men), Scott Summers, Emma Frost, Hank McCoy, Bruce Banner, Piotr Rasputin Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Mission Fic, Missions Gone Wrong, Rescue Missions, Rescue, Scott Summers Deserves Happiness, Hurt Scott Summers, Scott Summers Needs A Hug, Caring Logan, Logan is a good friend, Hurt/Comfort, Humor, Flirting Language: English Collections: Scott Summers Secret Santa Bingo 2023 Published: 2024-02-05 Words: 3,809 Chapters: 1/1

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They should be used to missions gone pear-shaped by now, but it never gets easier for Logan to pull Scott out from under wreckage and deal with his team leader, friend, and the guy he has feelings for being hurt, unconscious, and unresponsive until the rescue team comes for them. This time was no different, but maybe with a few laughs under them, and a confession of sorts, things will be a little different in the future.

For Cerylid on AO3

@scottxlogan and I co-authored this baby. It came out so well, we're going to try our hands at co-authoring more in the future.

#scott summers bingo #ssb2023 #ssb secret santa 2023 #scott summers secret santa 2023 #Scott Summers #Cyclops #James Logan Howlett #Wolverine #Scogan #Scott x Logan #Cyclops x Wolverine #fanfic #co-authored goodness

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scottxlogan · 3 months

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This was written for the @scoganbingo

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: X-Men (Movieverse), X-Men (Original Timeline Movies), X-Men - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Logan/Scott Summers Characters: Scott Summers, Logan (X-Men) Additional Tags: Cabin Fic, Headaches & Migraines, Hurt/Comfort, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Massage, Sexual Content, First Time, Feelings Realization, Scars, Past Abuse, Past Jean Grey/Scott Summers, Healing

Summary: Scott and Logan are alone in the woods at Logan's cabin sharing in a retreat from the daily life at the school, yet there's something about the rain outside and the migraine that Scott's been suffering through that keeps him from savoring the time away. Lost in his pain, Scott retreats within himself until Logan offers him a savory alternative to his silent suffering.

#scogan #scogan fanfic #scott summers #james howlett #logan #wolverine #cyclops #x-men fanfic

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thesithdiaries · 3 months

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so i rewatched xmen and went back to hyperfixating on scott, if you have any fic recs let me know!!!!

i love pookie sm, wish he had more scenes

#xmen imagine #xmen fanfic #scott summers imagine #scott summers x reader #james marsden imagine #james marsden x reader

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scoganbingo · 7 months

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Attention All Scogan Fans

Do you love Scott and Logan together in the films, animated series or even the comics? Do you like writing fanfic about this ship? Maybe drawing art about this delicious duo? Or maybe you just appreciate them as team members and partners working together for a common goal. Whatever it is that you love about them we've got just the event for you!

We here at the Scogan bingo event invite all artists/authors/fans of Scott and Logan to head on over to check us out at here on tumblr at https://scoganbingo.tumblr.com/ or check us out on discord at https://discord.gg/A69dQPePnS to join in on the fun!

#scogan #cyclops #james logan howlett #scott summers #scott x logan #wolverine #james marsden #hugh jackman #james howlett #slimjim #scogan fanfic #scogan fan art #scogan bingo #scogan bingo challenge #xmen #xmen bingo

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stormxpadme · 1 month

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We have a new game going on in our @scoganbingo discord server, called Mood Board Madness. In this, people post various mood boards, inviting other users to post fanworks for them.

What can I say, @mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea 's board has been living rent free in my head since last night so I just had to scribble up something real fast :D.

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"You know, if anyone told me you'd become an even worse neat freak once you get that nuke in your head under control, I'd have asked Hank to never suggest that surgery." Grumbling to himself, a half empty beer bottle on his lips, Logan watched as his boyfriend continued to polish down every inch of the red coating of one of his favorite cars unfazed, instead of doing something actually fun, like spending a Saturday morning off in bed with Logan.

The only positive detail of finding Scott here busy with one of his many obsessions was the fact that his partner had obviously started feeling too hot at some point, spending the morning with one of his beloved wheeled babies and shed his shirt, leaving his well-trained upper body bare save for a few stains of grease and dirt. A mouthwatering sight, just like Scott being bent over the hood of that damn car in a perfect angle to ogle that firm piece of ass Logan happened to be so increasingly fond of … But with Scott so dedicated to this dull activity, all of that was frustratingly out of reach.

"What did you expect?" In a gesture still deeply ingrained in muscle memory, Scott made a move to push up glasses no longer shielding those beautiful sky-blue eyes of his, a slightly embarrassed grin on his lips as he nodded down to the car's perfectly shiny surface. "Now that I can actually see every single stain … This is gonna take a while, Claws; don't wait up. I'll see you at lunch later."

When Logan turned away, lips tight in disappointment and annoyance, he was unexpectedly being hit in the back with that damn polishing rag, uncomfortably cold drops of water and soap dripping down his skin as he hadn’t bothered to put on a shirt himself before sniffing down his lover all the way to the garage. Apparently, that subconscious plan of distracting Scott from whatever had driven him out of their shared apartment had worked.

"On second thought? I also happen to see other things far better now. Like your bike being even more of a mess than my car. So why don't you join me here and when we're done, we spend the rest of the morning getting clean in a long hot bath ourselves? Together?"

A broad grin on his lips suddenly, Logan went to find a bucket and cleaning cloths.

#x men #everything after x2 didn't happen sue me #x men original timeline movies #x men movies #scogan #scott summers #cyclops #wolverine #scott x logan #stormys fanfics #fanfiction

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ivrypetals · 5 months

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🩹 ... ★ marvel masterlist.

#── ✸ ivrypetals #── ✸ masterlist #masterlist #marvel fanfic #marvel fluff #marvel x reader #marvel x you #mcu x reader #tony stark x reader #steve rogers x reader #clint barton x reader #thor odinson x reader #bucky barnes x reader #x-men x reader #scott summers x reader #peter parker x reader #tasm! peter parker x reader #peter parker x y/n

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scottsummersbingo · 2 months

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Well, it's definitely been a hot minute since our last official post for the Scott Summers Bingo, but holidays and life and stresses have kept us hopping (or hiding if we had half a second to breathe), so we haven't done as many updates as we should have. We had all the posts from the Secret Santa (https://archiveofourown.org/collections/ss_secretsanta_23), but our usual Round-Ups sort of fell by the wayside. That said, we have not forgotten our guy and his bingo, and we've had some bingo posts since the last one. Also we haven't capped off the Round 1 for this bingo yet, so if you like Scott/Logan and haven't signed up yet and think you might be interested, check out our FAQ/Rules (https://scoganbingo.tumblr.com/post/728946030219018240/faqs-and-rules), and then pop over here to sign up (https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1N2jc2vhBD_yeMFRiKevPNlwe_9jpVh29jsao9nZGikk/viewform?edit_requested=true). We have a Discord as well, so if you're 18+, hop on in (https://discord.gg/6RjVpJe4A5) and say hi. And while you're doing that, check out these amazing fics!

Title: “Here, At The End of All Things” Author: Cerylid Card #: SSB 007 B5 - Trapped between realities Pairing: Scott/Logan (X-Men Comicverse) Rating: T Warnings/Tags: Touch-starved, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Resurrection, Suicidal Thoughts, Grief/Mourning, Scott Summers Needs A Hug, Trauma, Uncanny X-Men (2018) Wolverine and Cyclops, Alternative Universe - Slight Canon Divergence Summary: The other X-Men have vanished, and a newly-resurrected Scott has called out their enemies to face him at the remains of the School, determined to take as many of them with him as he can. He didn't expect Logan to show up and help. He didn't expect to survive. And he certainly didn't expect Logan to stay and look after him afterwards. Word Count: 3248 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50118301

Title: I Have Doubts, Sometimes, Of Being Real Author: endlesstwanted Card #: SSB-011 Square Filled: O3 — “Through the storm, we reach the shore/you give it all but I want more” Pairing: Logan/Scott Summers Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Post-X2: X-Men United (2003), Past Jean Grey/Scott Summers, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Dreams and Nightmares Summary: Months after the events in Alkali Lake, Scott wakes up from a nightmare to find Logan at the usually empty side of the bed. Word Count: 878 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51335404

Title: The Getaway Author: scottxlogan Card #: SSB-001 Square Filled: O2: Caught in the Rain Pairing: Scott Summers/Tony Stark Rating: Mature Warnings/Tags: Meet-Cute, Angst and Romance, Drama & Romance, Sexual Content, Vacation, out in the rain, Forbidden Love, Light Angst, Exploration, Minor Jean Grey/Scott Summers Summary: After the rest of the original five on the X-Men team have taken off to find their path in life outside of the school Scott decides it's time to take a journey of his own to Venice where fate puts him in Tony Stark's orbit and sparks fly. What can it mean to the future moving forward for Scott? Word Count: 4721 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51626764

Title: Fifth Times the Charm Author: Cerylid Card: SSC-007 Square Filled/Prompt: (G1 - Party Adoptable replacement) - "Celebrating New Year Somewhere Big and Fancy" Pairing: Scott/Logan Rating: G Tags/Warnings: Scott Summers Deserves Happiness, Scott is Scott, Logan is a Softie (X-Men) Summary: Scott Summers has been trying to ask Logan to the New Year party for a couple of weeks, but it keeps going wrong. When he finally gets the chance, can he overcome he fears to find out if Logan feels the same? Word Count: 2161 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53115751

Title: Long Nights Author: Cerylid Card: SSB-007 Square Filled/Prompt: (G5) - "Mission Gone Wrong" Pairing: Scott/Logan Rating: M Tags/Warnings: 5+1 Things, Missions, Only One Bed, Pool & Billiards, Grief/Mourning, Hurt Scott Summers, Scott Summers Deserves Happiness, Scott Summers Needs A Hug, Protective Logan (X-Men), Grumpy Logan (X-Men), Making Out, Intimacy Summary: Five long nights that Logan found difficult... and one long night he didn't. Word Count: 3791 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53116726

Title: New Beginnings Author: Cerylid Card: SSB-007 Square Filled/Prompt:(O2) - "Beach" Pairing: Scott/Logan Rating: G Tags/Warnings: Krakoa Era (X-Men), Developing Relationship, Intimacy, Making Out, Resurrection Summary: Mother Mold has been destroyed, and the whole of the new mutant nation of Krakoa has been celebrating. Everything has changed, everything is new, and maybe it’s the chance for new beginnings. Word Count: 1475 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53556145

Title: Resolution Author: Cerylid Card: SSB 007 Square Filled/Prompt: (B5) - "I told you so" Pairing: Scott/Logan Rating: E Tags/Warnings: Scott Summers Needs A Hug, Logan is a Softie (X-Men), Sexual Content, telepathic trauma, Not Jean Grey Friendly Summary: After a bitter argument with his ex, Scott is rescued from his doubts by Logan. Word Count: 2474 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53440141

Title: The Muse: Chapter 5 Author: scottxlogan Card #: SSB-001 Square Filled: G3: "Honey I bought your favorites from the bakery." Pairing: Scott Summers/Steve Rogers Rating: Explicit Warnings/Tags: (look up) Summary: Scott and Steve's quiet morning together is filled with poignant reminders of the past leading up to a heated conversation after an uninvited guest provokes something unexpected in their relationship. Word Count: Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48674320/chapters/135397045

Title of Fill: Inspiration: The Muse (Chapter 2) Author: scottxlogan Card #: NSFW Card #2 Square Filled: Summers Splash Mini-Event Sex Manual (with photos) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48674320/chapters/122960221 Ship/Main Pairing: Scott Summers/Steve Rogers Rating: Explicit Tags/Warnings/Triggers: Light Bondage, Blindfolds, tied-up Scott Summers, Sexual Content, Rope Bondage, Sub Scott Summers, Artist Steve Rogers, Light Dom/sub, Praise Kink, Past Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, Past Jean Grey/Scott Summers, Age Difference, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Secret Crush, Awkward Crush, Art, Gay Bobby Drake, Scott Summers & Bobby Drake friendship, Rimming, Explicit Sexual Content, Masturbation, Light Spanking, Sexual exploration, Sex Toys, Self-Discovery Summary: Scott weighs out his options after Steve offers him a thrilling proposal. While Scott considers his decision, Scott finds himself leaning towards a path to self-discovery and sexual explorations only to learn that he doesn't have a clue where to start. After Scott has an outing with Bobby, Steve decides it's time to teach Scott a few things about the world of pleasure. Word Count: 16635

Title: The perfect shot Author: stormxpadme Square Filled: Sexy days of Summers | Artists --- Steve Rogers, Bobby Drake --- Exhibitionism Pairing: Scott Summers/Steve Rogers Rating: Explicit Warnings: light BDSM Summary: "Don't come yet," Steve reminded Scott sternly, and Scott was pretty sure, if he was to survive this morning, he would strangle his boyfriend in his sleep. Word Count: 2073 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49075156/chapters/123811438

Title: The vault that is your mind Author: stormxpadme Square Filled: Sexy days of Summers | Heist --- Bucky Barnes --- Against the wall Pairing: Scott Summers/Bucky Barnes Rating: Explicit Warnings: light BDSM Summary: In which a heist goes wrong for Scott and Bucky and they find some intriguing ways to kill time before the rescue. Word Count: 4704 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50296798

Title: Now that we've lost the moon Author: stormxpadme Square Filled: Sexy days of Summers | Friends with benefits --- Logan --- Hurt/Comfort Pairing: Scott Summers/Logan Rating: Explicit Summary: In which Logan comforts Scott after rescuing him in the aftermath of the last Hellfire Gala. Word Count: 3153 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50297170

Title: Feel the rhythm Author: stormxpadme Square Filled: Sexy days of Summers | Musicians --- Remy LeBeau--- Spanking Pairing: Scott Summers/Remy LeBeau Rating: Explicit Summary: In which, after a failed gig at the Mutant High prom, Scott punishes Remy for fucking up in the most delicious way possible. Word Count: 4116 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50297422

Title: Cupcakes and Gunfire Author: Wolfsheart Card #: MRP-002 Square Filled: NSFW Card #1 Square 5: Wedding Ring Pairing: Scott Summers/Bucky Barnes Rating: M Warnings: Swearing, homophobia, fight and a little blood, blow job, implied sex Summary: The X-Men, Avengers, and S.H.I.E.L.D. team up to bring in a Hydra problem that has somehow managed to go even more extreme than Hydra's usual villainy. The mission required a mutant, and that happened to be Scott Summers, and Bucky to go in undercover as newlyweds, and for Scott to reveal himself to be a visible mutant at the right moment. Of course, they'll have plenty of back-up, but until that moment, and even after, the two unlikely partners will find it very easy to play their parts. Until it's no longer just acting. Word Count: 16,840 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49728154

Title: Luxury of freedom Author: stormxpadme Square Filled: Sexy days of Summers | University AU --- Warren Worthington III --- Outdoors Pairing: Scott Summers/Warren Worthington III Rating: Explicit Summary: In which Warren invites Scott to a luxury trip on a family yacht for spring break. They find ways to kill the time. Word Count: 4320 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50297809

Title: Hooked on a pirate Author: stormxpadme Square Filled: Sexy days of Summers | Mutual pining --- Kurt Wagner --- Role-Playing, Spanking, Outdoors Pairing: Scott Summers/Kurt Wagner Rating: Explicit Summary: In which Kurt comes back to the X-Men just in time to stop Scott from going to Alkali Lake and the two of them discover, they have a lot more to in common than a shitty family background. Word Count: 7781 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50298247

Title: Just say I do Author: stormxpadme Square Filled: Sexy days of Summers | Accidental marriage --- Tony Stark --- Praise kink, Mirror, Temperature play Pairing: Scott Summers/Tony Stark Rating: Explicit Summary: In which Tony and Scott accidentally get married and decide to consummate said marriage while they're at it. Word Count: 5390 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50298580

Title: The things I do for you Author: stormxpadme Square Filled: Sexy days of Summers | Road trip --- Sam Wilson --- Toys, Edging, Spanking, Make up sex, Dirty talk Pairing: Scott Summers/Sam Wilson Rating: Explicit Summary: In which Scott and Sam go on a road trip for their first holiday together and Scott hates every second of it until he doesn't. Word Count: 4835 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50298865

Title: Quivering in anticipation Author: stormxpadme Square Filled: Sexy days of Summers | Camping trip --- Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff --- Dom/Sub, Toys, Restrained, Edging, Switch, Outdoors, Threesome/Group Pairing: Scott Summers/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanoff Rating: Explicit Summary: In which Scott, Clint and Natasha are on a stakeout together and find many creative ways to pass the time. Word Count: 7915 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50299399

Title: Can't turn you loose now Author: stormxpadme Square Filled: Sexy days of Summers | Friends to lovers --- Ororo Munroe --- Hurt/Comfort, Bubble bath Pairing: Scott Summers/Ororo Munroe Rating: Explicit Summary: In which Ororo comforts Scott after Scott has lost Jean to Logan for good, and they find out together that this separation might actually have been for the best. Word Count: 6937 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50300194

Title: The lengths I'd go for you Author: stormxpadme Square Filled: Sexy days of Summers | Age difference (no minors) --- Thor --- Toys, Daddy kink, Spanking Pairing: Scott Summers/Thor Rating: Explicit Summary: In which Scott gets to make a wish after winning a bet against Thor, and some creative use of hammers is happening. Word Count: 4766 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50300755

Title: A variant of happiness Author: stormxpadme Square Filled: Sexy days of Summers | Time travel --- Logan --- Kissing Pairing: Scott Summers/Logan (movieverse) Rating: Explicit Summary: In which Scott gets stopped by a variant of Logan and by Wade before he can encounter Jean at Alkali Lake and is given a new chance at life. Word Count: 6102 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50301169

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queenofthestarrrswrites · 4 days

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“Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour” - Anna de Noailles "Nothing is real but dreams and love." - A missing scene post-episode five, "Remember It," of X-Men '97.

#gambit #rogue #x men 97 #remy lebeau #scott summers #he's also around #ao3 fanfic #what an absolute bummer of an episode followed up by one that was kind of boring

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marvelrarepairbingo · 3 months

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Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: X-Men (Movieverse) Relationship: Logan/Scott Summers Characters: Scott Summers, Logan (X-Men) Additional Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Scott Summers Deserves Happiness, Scott Summers Needs A Hug, Logan is a Softie (X-Men), Sexual Content, telepathic trauma, Not Jean Grey Friendly Language: English Collections: Marvel Rare Pairs Secret Santa 2023 Published: 2024-02-03 Words: 2,474 Chapters: 1/1

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After a bitter argument with his ex, Scott is rescued from his doubts by Logan.

Written for @mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea / Wolfsheart on Tumblr.

#marvel rare pair bingo #mrp2023 #mrp secret santa 2023 #Scott Summers #Cyclops #James Logan Howlett #Wolverine #Scogan #Scott x Logan #fanfic

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poepoe-thebunny · 28 days

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Updated Master list 1.0

Alright everyone, here is my first master list with links to most of my AO3 fics and Tumblr Headcanons! I actually did this all on mobile since I don't have access to my laptop, so it might look a little wonky! But it works! I hope you all like it at least, thanks for reading!

X-Men Masterlist:

Scott/Logan:

The Little Vampire Masterlist:

Rudy/Tony:

Jaime Eyes/Bart Allen:

Supersons/Damian Wayne:

Cells At Work Masterlist:

U11446/Ae3803:

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magickhajiit · 9 months

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Lost in the Snow - Chapter 2

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The storm didn’t brew darkly in the distant horizon, looming at a comfortable enough distance for the X-men to outrun its fury. Instead, it bursts to life amidst the battlefield, engulfing mutants and Hydra agents alike within a matter of seconds. From the way the edges of the grey clouds are smooth and curved inwards the storm is manmade, constructed by some kind of high-tech weather machine Hank guesses, uncertified by the CSA clearly. With snow blinding them and bullets ricocheting in all directions they’re forced to retreat back onto the blackbird. When Jean arrives, shedding globs of snow from her amber hair as she moves, Bobby and Hank are already strapped in, the latter currently powering up the jet, green lights illuminating them.

Angel is the last to arrive, stumbling on moments after Jean, one wing bunched up to his side. Feathers have been ripped out, leaving a shallow gash visible in their wake. As blood fell to the jet’s pseudo plastic, never metal, decking, from Angel’s mouth words fall faster. So fast Jean is forced to pluck the thoughts from his head to understand. Diving through his mind is difficult, like swimming in a tsunami, panic suffocating her like water would. Then without warning an image is thrust at her, the intensity of it making her wince, Scott facing down a line of Hydra soldiers. The imagery is from a bird’s eye view, Angel must have been hovering above in the moment, close enough to see through the thick snow. Scott is weaving in and around them with grace before they’re gone, left crumbled in the snow by a silver streak. Stomach sinking Jean watches the streak return in the form of a human, his features achingly familiar although she can’t pin down why, before he runs at Scott, the X-man's glasses flying off.

Pain interrupts the memory, as images filter past Jean’s eyes, land and sky as she relives Warren’s unexpected descent, the agony she feels from a bullet skimming a phantom wing that’s never belonged to her is consuming, her teeth grind together as she pulls herself out of Warren’s head.

When she returns to the room, horror adorns each of their faces, Warren having repeated himself whilst she was lost in his head. Their leader not here Jean takes charge, ‘’Warren, Hank will attend to your wing whilst I go get Scott.’’

Any disputes are cut off by the jet tilting violently, sending Warren crashing to the floor whilst Jean’s skull is smacked off the back of her seat. White spots dance in her vision she looks up to the window, tendrils of crimson are creeping into view, wrapping the plane in its embrace. The storm is weaker now, the downpour of snow has thinned enough to see the figure standing before them. A young woman, eyes and hands glowing scarlet, fingers moving and her mouth muttering silent words.

‘'We need to move. Now.’’ Without waiting for affirmation Hank’s hands are gripping the wheel, his knuckles white, the engine’s loud in their ears as it powers up.

‘'Scott’s still out there.’’

''Jean, she is going to tear up this jet if we don’t go right now.’’ The jet groaning cuts off her reply, screws and bolts loosening and panels starting to cave in. The jet has begun to hover, the woman now out of view. Pulling the accelerator Hank winces as the jet swings north, its tail high whilst its nose sinks to the floor.

‘’Hasn’t Scott ever taught you how to fly this thing?’’ Bobby asks.

‘’The right thruster is damaged. We don’t have enough power to get in the air with her holding us down. And the left thruster is sending us tail spinning. Jean, I need you to use your powers to get us out of her reach.‘’

Reaching out with her telekinesis, Jean quickly meets resistance, her grasp on the ship dissipating as soon as it touches. The young woman’s power was telekinetic in nature, similar to Jean’s but somehow darker, her gift more primal and cunning. The red tendrils, twisting and turning violently, the body of red contorting like a dying animal, eat away at Jean’s power as soon as they come face to face, their owner's grip increasing by the second. The jet still screaming, web-like cracks begin to spiral across the window, threatening to crave in on the group.

Straining harder, sweat trickling down her brow, Jean focuses and lets a brief memory of a danger room session flitter past her mind. She recalls Scott leaning down to her ear, already towering over her even as young teenagers, one hand on her shoulder, reminding her when brunt force didn’t work, good strategy never fails. There’s no need to smash a jar when you can just unscrew the lid.

The battle between them was a fight of fire against fire, their jet burning in the flames. Pulling back Jean lets the jet rattle, as the boys swear in panic, she lets the girl think she’s the one in control. The stranger distracted by her sudden free reign to pull the jet apart like cotton candy, doesn’t notice Jean sharpening her telekinesis into hooks, not until it’s embedded in the crimson tendrils yanking them out one by one till the yet is free. Without restraint it soars into the clouds.

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Now miles from where Scott has slipped into the world of unconscious, the blackbird glides through the grey clouds, its black hull gleaming in the moonlight. Undeterred by the labyrinth of roads and grassland below they would have reached the school hours prior, had the plane not been implementing defensive maneuvers devised by the one teammate not there. Scott had spent many nights in the library, bathed in the flickering light of an old lamp, mapping out a journey in case they needed to shake off any unwanted pursuers after their mission. The map he had spent hours leant over, rests upon Jean’s knees, her thumb tracing over the controlled scrawl of directions.

At the back of the plane, Angel is sitting, his eyes closed and his head tilted back. Jean’s not sure if he’s awake or not. Usually, a small nudge of her telepathy would let her know if her teammate was in the land of consciousness but the gift remains cut off from her, it’s like trying to see in a thick fog, frustrating and useless. A neat row of stitches snakes along the edge of his wing, the skin around is a painful pink, Jean was uncomfortably reminded of an uncooked turkey wing.

Bobby sits beside her, still in his ice form, tendrils of cold reach out raising goosebumps on her arm. ‘'Do you think he’ll be ok? With Hydra and Magneto there.’’ A collective shudder rolls through the group at the name. Though they’d been pursuing The Brotherhood, intel they obtained had put the Master of Magnetism miles away, deep in the belly of Madripoor. They had been unaware he was in The Brotherhood’s jet until wasn’t, until he was midair ripping the roof off the Hydra base with a flick of his wrist, causing soldiers to swarm out like an army of ants.

‘’He’ll have found a place to lay low, Bobby.’’ Jean murmurs, the writing on the map has smudged, her fingertips turned grey.

‘’But you heard Angel. He didn’t even have his glasses.’’

‘’It’s Scott.’' The words come out sharper than they were meant to, they’re short verbal daggers that she spits at him, for pulling her own worries out of her head like he’s the telepath instead. Without the reproachful look from Henry or seeing Bobby’s muted flinch she knew she’d gone too far. ‘'Sorry. It’s Scott. He’ll have found a way to stay safe.’’ One of her hands finds his shoulder, ignoring the icy chill it squeezes reassuringly. ‘'I promise.’’

‘’We shouldn’t have got off the jet,’’ says Bobby. Stepping off the jet had been ill-advised, they had been little more than bloody meat floating in shark-infested water, their plans crumpling like paper.

Red lights above their heads, blinking on and off, shows the radio is still down like the buzzing static filling the air doesn’t already let them know. Still, Hank feels the need to point out, ‘’The radio is still down.’' One hairy hand taps it like it’s not the only thing Jean has been watching this flight. ‘’Have you any telepathic contact yet, Jean?’’

‘'I’ve been trying to reach Professor Xavier, but it's like there's some kind of interference. I can't get through to him.’’ There’s a slight thumping pulsing in her head, a prior warning for the headache threatening to hit her full force if she didn’t put the telepathic phone to Xavier down.

‘’It sounds like there’s a telepathic dampener blocking you. If he can’t get through to you it’s likely that he doesn’t know Scott isn’t with us.‘’

‘’Maybe we don’t need the Professor to know where Scott is.’’

‘'What do you mean, Bobby?’’ Jean asks.

Gesturing to the left wall, Bobby says, ‘’Look at that.’’ There’s a mesh of devices hooked onto the wall panel, a few of them skimming the ground after the earlier telekinetic battle, wires trailing after them. Just below the roof, there’s a row of screens, linked to the exterior’s camera. Whilst most of them, show dark sky and grey clouds, the occasional bird breezing past, the furthest one looks half broken, a white blur eating away at half the feed.

Squinting Jean realises it’s not broken, the camera is embedded in a bed of snow, leaving only a sliver of the outside world visible. The mountainous hills in the background lets them know where they lost it, the Alaskan Hydra base. ‘’Hank, can you zoom in further?’' Complying he hits a button, the feed freezes for a moment before the image focuses in, blurring before it clarifies, revealing Scott Summers, bruised and blind but alive.

‘’We need to turn around.’’

‘'Jean, we can’t do that. I don’t even know if we have enough fuel.’’

‘’Hank, he’s right there. And night’s falling, he could freeze to death. He’s alone we can’t just leave him.’'

‘’He’s not alone.’’

‘’What.’' Jeans turns back around at the sound of Bobby’s voice, not acknowledging the subtle shift in his emotions she’d been unable to detect until now. The feed had been quietly projecting the sound of howling winds from the scene, the noise drowning out everything else. Now a crunching is relayed into their jet, slowly getting louder until sturdy purple boots enter the frame, the rustling sound of a cape accompanying them.

Jean’s throat goes dry like she’s spent the day in the desert rather than frozen mountains. She watches as the figure, the man she’s fought tooth and nail with many times, lower himself down to Scott’s level, one hand shifting to his face. Minor movements signal Scott’s finally awake. After a few seconds, harrowing moments where Jean envisions a metal fragment being wedged into his chest, Magneto rises, Scott held in his arms, red glasses now on.

Then without warning a verbal hurricane erupts in her skull. Crying out, Jean jerks forward, hands clutching her head as voices ring in her ears, the thoughts of the X-men barging down her telepathic walls. Their worries and confusion infiltrating her mind, their words drowned out by the sound of blood rushing in her ears. Quietly, barely in the background, she can hear a symphony of thoughts from the small town miles below the jet, she hears the child calling out their dog’s name and the father looking for his car keys.

Seconds later, a familiar presence peeks into her mind, the barrier once holding him back now gone, the professor quietens the voices and injects calm with a single nudge of his power. His presence is firm but gentle as he routes through her mind, catching up on the events of the day. Finally, she feels him, poking at her occipital lobe, till he can see the screen before her. The silence stretches long enough that Jean worries he’s been barred from her mind again until he says the name none of them had dared to utter, ’Magneto.’

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