#yandere scott summers x reader

[yandereunsolved]

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯤ Yandere Scott Summers ᯤ ᯓᡣ𐭩

You were new to the school, barely able to grasp the abilities that had manifested in your body. Scott was the one to find you. It was purely accidental. You were having a panic attack behind the dumpster of the local supermarket. You were so vulnerable then, even more so now. You are in the one place that is always either under physical attack or social scrutiny.

You hadn't connected with anyone as of yet. Scott noticed that he has grown to have a tendency to follow you around. He wouldn't call it creepy or stalking; he is merely observing you. There are certain responsibilities that come with being a mutant. He is just following through on them.

You sat all alone in between classes. Your figure shys away from anyone who approaches. The professor asked him to try to be friendly with you. Apparently, your thoughts were less than healthy, and Professor Xavier didn't want to embarrass you. You poor thing. He completely gets it.

"Hey." He neutrally greets you.

He wasn't bold enough to sit next to you, but he wanted to do nothing more than scoop you into his arms and tell you that he was here for you. You are safe. You aren't a monster. 

"Mhm—Scott."

Your face was discolored; there were heavy, dark circles under your eyes. You hadn't slept well since you got here. He often peered through your dorm window at night to see you anxiously tossing and turning. It was lucky for Scott that you were on the ground floor. It made it even easier to monitor your condition.

He had gotten a response from you. That was better than nothing.

"I was gonna sneak outta here in a few hours. Get some ice cream floats and catch a movie. Wanna come with me?" He does his best to keep his tone level, but there is still excitement creeping up the back of his throat.

"No, thanks." You return meekly.

He felt crushed for a moment. He could see you retreating back into your shell. No, no. It wasn't supposed to go like this.

"We can go at night. No one will be around. We won't even be recognized." He urges.

"Too many things could go wrong." You mumble in reply.

"How about I sneak some treats from the kitchen, and you can hang out at my dorm? I could really use your help eating them. I was planning on doing it anyway, and if I got caught, I could say I was doing it for a good cause." He states it cheekily with a wink. You are unable to see it because of his protective glasses, but you get the spirit of it.

"That would be okay. I guess."

Finally, success. He sighs in relief.

"See you later?" He questions hesitantly.

"Yeah. I would like that."

He saw a small smile on you.

He was afraid his eyes would burn through his glasses because of how hot he suddenly felt. His heart was thumping so heavily against his chest that he was worried that it would burst out of his body. He just wanted to plant a kiss on those ravishing lips of yours. He refrains from doing so. Small steps. Small steps for you, for the both of you, and for your relationship as a whole.

[missglaskin]

Yandere Scott Summers, Remy Lebeau, Logan Howlett Headcanons (Romantic/Separate)

For Scott, there is an awareness in everything he does. He knows his strong feelings for you are not "normal," and at first he tried to deny them. Scott even pushed you away, leaving you wondering if you had done anything wrong.  Little did you know that this was just his way of shielding you from him. 

At a certain moment, Scott realized he had to face the truth—he desired you; he could no longer just ignore you. Initially, there was that air of coldness, as if he were to disappear from a room upon your entering, and his replies were as brief. But, you were blind to the fact that his eyes were always on you—an advantage for his visor/glasses — you had no way of knowing how intensely he stared.

You don't realize how you're getting drawn into small talks with Scott. Sometimes it happens you run into him at breakfast time or when you happen to cross paths in the hallways, he greets and asks about your day. There is an air of awkwardness but you just ignore it; finding it endearing how he's making an effort to get to know you better.

When the initial awkwardness fades, Scott can be quite charming. When a joke of his makes you chuckle, Scott wanted nothing more than to record it and listen to it on repeat. His approaches become more bold, handing you a cup of coffee not missing how your fingers touched, or informing details of a mission. Scott may even make a flirtatious comment and seeing your flustered response, he smiles to himself. 

Jealousy or protectiveness are the two things that can put Scott in a situation where he could expose his tendencies. Despite his training in handling stressful situations and his role as the Xmen's leader, his impulsivity never left him.

You may or may not notice Scott's glare when someone interrupts your conversations. Or how he observes from a distance while you're speaking with someone, clenching his fists, thinking about what could possibly make you laugh that hard or why you feel the need to be so close. It should come as no surprise when you feel uncomfortable or if there is a disagreement that Scott is the first to intervene, standing between you and the said person.

His protectiveness shows when the two of you are on a mission. At first, he believed you could take care of yourself, but has seen how you distract him, taking him away from the task at hand as he rushes to your rescue. You have begun to notice how Scott is giving you fewer missions, making up all sorts of excuses. If you keep pressing him, he'll raise his voice confessing he can't afford to lose you. 

Scott will eventually confess, aware he can't hide his feelings any longer. You must have noticed his intense jealousy, his fear of losing you, and the sometimes confessions of how much you mean to him. Regardless of all those slip-ups, you convince yourself Scott is the good guy; he just has too much on his plate, or so as everyone tells you.

Remy has always known he had feelings for you from the very beginning, but he never imagined those feelings would grow to be as strong as they are now. There was more confusion than there was denial. Even so, with Remy, you had no way of knowing the difference as he gives you his usual charming smile and quips.

Remy happily adapts the role of your 'friend' at first. Finding any excuse to spend time with you, but he never comes across as desperate. Getting up in the morning and heading to the kitchen, Remy already has breakfast and coffee ready just the way you like it. Or when the team plays sports together and he walks over to your side, showing off by purposefully taking off his shirt.

Remy is more jealous than you think. He tries to keep his cool, but you don't notice the quick glare he gives to those who take away your attention - he quickly turns his head the other way to ensure you saw nothing. He'll remark on how close you seem, teasingly asking with a forced smile if you've replaced him.

Still, Remy is more lenient than most; he doesn't consider trapping you in one place. The last thing he wants is for you to look at him with such fear or hatred. He lets you reside in the xmen, and make as many friends and allies, jealousy still stings but is it really that bad to see you happy as long as nothing 'happens'.

With Remy, expect his flirtatious nature to never go away. He always has an incentive to touch you in some way. Whether it's tucking something in place, or placing his hand on your shoulder to catch your attention or on your back to guide you. Every time, he gets bolder, daring you to reject him.

Remy is not all about keeping his feelings hidden; you may never learn the truth of his 'nature', but he lets it be known that he desires you. Remy stays close to you during missions, and if you ask him why, he'll simply respond that he's only watching out for you. Catch him staring and tease him on it, and he'll tease you back, replying he was staring at your gorgeous self. You could even ask of his feelings and he'll come clean.

As said, Remy will eventually make a move, make his feelings known, even if he anticipates being rejected. However, Remy knows that all those moments spent winning you over have done something. Making you warm up to him, allowing him to comfort you during your lowest moments, making you share your deepest secrets. It will all work in his favor.

A life with Remy seems normal to most. Remy the ever most devoted and affectionate, attuned to your every want and need, others look at the two of you with envy. It's just the thoughts in his head, the actions done behind your back, the doubt he whispers in your ear, the strings he pulls would be enough to frighten anyone. But with that charming smile of his, the eyes watching you with fondness, arms wrapped around you as he presses soft kisses on your skin, how could you ever know.

Note- a little nsfw in Logan part, but it's implied

For a man who has lived as long as Logan did, he had countless lovers and night affairs. So his feelings for you were not a surprise. But his intense attachment; the need to be near you at all times left him wondering just how much he really felt for you. 

Logan always watched you from the corner of his eye; years of experience have taught him to go undetected by most. And if he wasn't with you, he's become familiar with your scent, easily focusing on the trace of it. He has made a comment or two teasingly asking if you brought a new fragrance, but you brush it off as Logan being his typical self. 

Mutant or not, Logan is protective of you, as said he watches out for you like a hawk. Even if you're powerful, he still insists on shielding you nonetheless. Besides what are the chances of you overpowering him in the first place. He simply thinks if you were to ever discover his true nature and decide to escape; he'll simply hunt you down and bring you back. 

Despite what most may believe; Logan does not want to cage you. In his eyes, everything is good as long as he stays in the same place. He will give you the impression that you are free to do whatever you wish. There are however moments when Logan's possessiveness and jealousy overcome, he has no qualms in threatening or even unleashing his claws to ensure the person gets the message.

Logan knows out of all people he doesn't seem like the easiest person to approach, he tries to be as "nice" as he can be to get you to warm up to him. There was an instance when you were thirsty/in need of a midnight snack, and you found him in the kitchens. He'll try to begin a conversation, even offer you to sit down. As you warm up to him, you don't notice how he's staring intently at your thighs; visible cause of your pajama shorts. 

Expect Logan to always be there in any mission you go on; Charles merely raises a brow when he demands it, but complies for the time being. He will just shrug if you remark on how the two of you always seem to be paired up. God forbid you sustain any injuries on the missions. Logan will see red, whether it's a sentinel or a person; they are facing his fury.

After he comes back to his senses, Logan will pick you up even when you insist you're fine. Bringing you to the medical bay himself. Standing outside as he informs Hank not to let you know he has been there all day. Moments like these make him question whether you are cut out for this kind of life and that perhaps it's possible to steal you away from others. 

Logan makes a concerted effort to resist at times, but his ugly side is revealed not only by jealousy but in fighting the urge to touch you. Sometimes he gives in to temptation and you feel his fingers caress your check. If you don't resist, he'll bury his face in your neck, letting his lips touch the skin. You will find his hands reaching to take off your clothes, desperate to have you there and then.

[yandere-wishes]

⭒ㅤׂ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇㅤׂ ⭒

⭒⌒★ Yandere! X-Men x Reader ★⌒⭒

゜。♡ 𝓔𝔁𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 ♡ ｡ ゜

˚୨♡୧˚Magneto - Erik Lehnsherr | مگنیتو - اریک لنشر 

Techno graces your body in lieu of veins. Wires coiling like arteries should. You use it to mimic him, embody him, be him. His starry-eyed parody. Erik needs you to be more, to be everything he -and everybody else- could never be. You are synthetic and sacred in every way, you are the future he so desperately craves. 

He can't help seeing them when he looks at you. The reverend wraiths of tortured adoration speak to him through your eyes. He sees a bit of everyone inside you, Charles, Raven, Rogue... their faces flashing like holy ghosts. You have too many constellations inside of you, all on the verge of erupting. It keeps him up at night, especially when you're curled up on your side of the bed, asleep and oblivious. 

"You will save us, little one, you will be the savior we have longed for"

He feels the centuries rolling through him, desperately lost, trying to find his way back to a home he never even knew. Maybe that's why he kneels, brushing his lips across your knuckles tracing each vein in hopes that'll lead him back to a place he's only ever seen in his dreams. I'll stay lost, I'll wait for you to find me. He knows you will, you'll do anything for him. He's sure of it. 

Genosha asks for a queen, demands it really. It's funny how these things work. Funny how those who rule the world are so intent on destroying it. Kingdoms aren't built in a day yet they can so easily be toppled in one. In turn, Magento asks you. Who else? It's his one cardinal tenet, you are the savior he could never be. The one his people, your people, need. Erik rolls your name between his lips, relishing as the syllables melt on his tongue. There's a magnetic pull to 'queen' it tastes like a hallowed prayer. "My queen" he whispers in your ear, his tongue sending sparks up the cartilage shell. Magneto pins you to his lap, keeping you tethered to his strong body. His fingers run lines up your hips indulging in your presence. You don't squirm although he suspects you want to. his lips lower, kissing your jugular and savoring the ungainly moan that slips past your pretty lips. "M-Magneto" He's only now realizing you've never called him by his birthname, maybe cause in some way you find it treacherous that he should bear such a human thing. He may see you as salvation, yet you've always gazed at him with the pietistic eyes of a zealous worshipper. 

"Use your power, feel the magnetic pull flowing through you."

"You're overcomplicating it again, master, I just need to command that which I need lifted."

You've always been a rebellious student. The sardonic irony isn't lost on him, Magneto finds it fitting that he should master such an intricate pupil.

He wonders if you can forgive him for the bodies he's scattered in your name. From this far up he doubts you notice the broken bodies littering the concrete. He'll do it all again, anything to keep your distractions at bay. His kind needs a leader, not another sanctimonious hero.

You will be their savior.

You will be his queen.

♠️🂱♠️Gambit - Remy Lebeau | گمبیت - رمی لیبو

Remy wonders if the king ever longs to be stacked with the queen. Holding his breath every time the cards are shuffled. Praying that this time, this time for sure, he'll be next to her. Gambit's holding his breath too. There's a lively lilt when you giggle, he wonders if you truly grasp how much he means every word. "Mon Cheri, you know you're the only one for me." It sounds so childish, so jejune and Gambit knows he's too old for school-boy crushes. But he can't help it, he's desperate too, just another aspirant king vying for the attention of his red queen. 

You once told him the blacks of his eyes remind you of a starry night sky back home. He thinks about that too much. About the sting of your hand on his shoulder and how good it felt sitting crooked in his bones. So that's why an ace surpasses the king. There is only, one who holds power. Maybe it's never been about the queen or the king or the royal house. It's been the Ace all along. Remy only has one heart, he knows he only has one ace too. There was an ace of hearts on your nightstand this morning, you don't recall how it got there. 

Remy's kisses are too explosive, they hold all the weight of a dying star. Yet the force never ceases, it feeds off the detonations only growing stronger, you think you'll be consumed in this kinetic nova he calls love. 

-`X´- Cyclops - Scott Summers | سیکلوپ - سکات سامرز

There's a shutter of loneliness crawling up his spine. He knows you feel it too. Scott bends and breaks under its crushing weight. You've always been there, tangible, solid. You're the living metaphor for a rock in a raging river. He just can't find the right words yet. You can't see his eyes, you can't withstand his power. But you can be there holding his hand through it all. 

'Is this selfishness'? Scott wonders and he kisses you under a dying moon. He's never had anything to call his own, nothing that stayed for long anyway. He's snuffed out his desires his whole life. His place is with the X-men, playing the no-choice hero of a thankless story. But you, you're still here, you never left. Even now you stand still as his lips taint yours. He feels your fear, undue thing that it is. But he can't let you go not when everything is always marred in endless red monochrome and melancholy. Not when the only blessing the universe had ever given him comes in the shape of you. He's so tired of only ever knowing the life of a perfect toy soldier. 'Stay' he begs you between each kiss, each touch. Please just stay. Ease his pain.

 

☽✭☾ Wolverine - Logan Howlett | ولورین - لوگان هاولت

He's been alive longer than he cares to count. Running from one hell to another. He remembers your ghost, essence weaving between places too blurred to be graced with a name. But he remembers you, he swears he does. It's just that time is so fickle and so few can withstand its crushing tides. 

"How have you been, Logan?" 

"I..ah... fine, just fine." 

When he looks at you he can't believe the changes. There's no trace of the rosy cheecked little girl who used to chase demons in the snowbanks. Playing hide and seek with every stray in the neighborhood. That's good, he thinks, he likes this refined dignitary better, somehow it brings out your eyes. There's a feral gaze when he looks at you, he thought he was over that. He feels the pulsing of his heart reverberate through his claws. It brings back something less than memories, something nostalgic, yet all so distant it may as well have been the sent of his childhood home. It's not right he thinks, as his claws trace your curves trying to feel something he knows is lost. You quiver, trying to make yourself smaller and he knows, he knows he shouldn't do this. But there are just so many pieces missing and he's never tried to look for any of them. Maybe just this once he can delude himself into remembering. 

˚ʚ★ɞ˚ Nightcrawler - Kurt Wagner | شب خزنده - کورت واگنر

Not too long ago this used to be fine. He's always been better within shadows, letting the soft dark weave around his body. Obscurity has always felt like a second home, a haven in everything but consistency. You speak in italics, talking and talking without understanding what he shoulders. If he didn't deem it blasphemy, Kurt would gladly dub himself Eros.

You would be Psyche. Oblivious, sweet Psyche.

Kurt longs to kiss your cheek, he knows it'll only starve him for more. He wonders how soft your hands will feel. If you'll You cradle his face nails tracing the sharp point of his ears, his fangs, the jagged scar he got from dreaming of you in the danger room. Will you grace him with a kiss? Something to relinquish the anguish stirring within. This should be fine, you're talking to him, laughing with him as he remains hidden within the dark. And yet how can he see this as anything less than retribution? You're so close, just a breath away. If only he could reach out and...

۵𓋹۵ Apocalypse - En Sabah Nur | آپآکلپژ- ان صباح نور

Your heartbeat sounds all too familiar. He used to hear it a thousandfold walking down the Bazaar's street. It's dead now, the noise, the rapture, the music. He wonders what went right for your heart to beat to such a lost tune?  He remembers once hearing that pain travels through families until it lands on the right generation. He's glad fate picked you. He's glad you share the same ancient burdens.

He puts the stars in the sky.

You've been warned against worshipping false idols so blindly.

Yet how can one not fall at his feet?

He who makes the earth tremble and mighty cower. 

He who seems to know everything you do not. 

Your fingers thread through his hair. It's too black, like staring at a moonless sky in December. You wonder if the eternal ebony is what gives Apocolypse his cynical edge. He laughs at the comment as he melts into your familiar touch."Thank you" he mutters. His pride laces every word twisting them into something metaphysical. Nur wonders if you catch the true sentiment behind the words. If the sand and stars make it through. 

You're too archaic for this time Nur thinks as he watches you run across the fields. The other mutants are there, persistent in the games you all play. In his time he'd have already declared you his wife. Do you know the ancient ceremonies? Would you have gifted him gold or flesh? The yearning builds in his throat. Maybe he should have stayed dead. 

Apocolypse lingers the days away in your room, plotting, scheming. You keep him hidden like a blood secret. He's the only one who seems to understand where your power comes from, where you come from. " I could win against you...someday" Your fingers glow igniting a forgotten glow, Nur can't help but laugh as he traces the curve of your spine. " I don't doubt you could, beloved." His blue lips are the length of your neck. Everything about you screams dead nostalgia. You've followed him through lifetimes. Smiling as you dragged him across the sand dunes just to watch the sunset. How he longs to carve you open and feel your heart between his teeth. 

He's choking on sand.

Drowning in stardust.

Nur feels like he's swallowed the sun whole. Devoured Ra and spat out his holy bones. He still feels the sting of its rays seeping through his teeth. He's divinity and desperation are all in the same breath. Apocalypse and Nur are just two sides of the same daric. You stand in front of him, tracing the blues of his face, kissing the reds of his eyes. An excavation into the lost, unearthing that which could collapse the world. You enjoy him, savor him, keeping his gold essence on your tongue locked behind rose-tinted lips. You beg Nur to dig through your bones, open you up, unseal every crypt. He obliges, kissing the hollow of your bones until his teeth graze your unsteady heart.

"And what will you do once you meet the real world?"

"Oh, nothing, the real world will have to meet me first."

There is so much blood, he doesn't remember doing this. You stand beside him watching the sand in the hourglass run out. He is Apocolypse bringer of destruction, the end of worlds, funny how he needed you, frail sweet thing that you are, to remind him of this. It's only when he looks at you, really really looks at you that he realizes how many things are still the same. Twisted deformed yet still they harbor their old shapes. Apocolypse kisses you under the shade of a palm tree hoping it'll mean something in the end.

Hoping everything can just go back. 

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Ooooooo

I have come, with something!

So, imagine reader is a young adult instead of the teen. They already gone through the system, was never adopted, so they have a lot of resentment to parents and such. And they actually work in the school as an assistant teacher. The team thing happens and when reader realizes they were being used, they quit, and after, cut out anything showing they’re a mutant. Maybe filling the claws way down to look like normal nails, or if it’s like wolverine’s, they use a rock to break it.

How would everyone react to seeing reader after that, either fresh from their self mutilation, or some days after?

Thanks for reading my rant!

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Oooooo... Okay, okay, that's interesting! I still plan to have Reader as a teen in the main au, but Reader as a young adult? Not bad, if I say so. I'm going to count this as an au of the Smilodon AU, because I have an idea for how Reader finding all of this out goes, but... I really like this ask. So good job! Let's do it-

If the others, the X-Men and Brotherhood, saw Reader like that... I think they'd feel nauseous. Light-headed. Sick. Because their... whatever Reader is to them, is missing parts of their mutation, the parts that were part of them. Their claws... they're filed down, hardly there anymore.. Their fangs... not near as long or sharp as they used to be. And the small bits of fur or fluff that used to dot their arms and legs... they're gone, leaving the skin underneath. This isn't what they wanted. They wanted Reader as their, well... okay, they had used Reader. They didn't want to, in the end, and the teens wanted to stop it, but- They just couldn't. They tried. The adults... they feel remorse. A bit scared. Because now they know Reader can and will harm themself (and likely had before). When Xavier looks deeper into Reader's thoughts, he sees their inner-self, and it isn't a monster or a beast or an evil person... it's a scared, lonely, hurt child, who wants love, but has been denied it so long that they don't trust anyone. And after what all they've done... Reader doesn't even trust them anymore...

Xavier, Scott, and Jean would try to speak rationally with Reader (their version of rational). It goes out the window real quick when Reader's thoughts turn darker, sadder, spiraling. Scott wants to know why Reader did what they did, because he's sorry, and wants them to know they care. He wants them to see it their way. But he mostly wants to make things better between them. Jean wants to help Reader, and comfort them, but now there's a literal mental wall between them, full of bitterness. She wants to reach them,, to stop them from doing this to themself... Xavier wants to convince Reader they meant no harm, and to give them and the X-Men a proper chance to make it up to them. He knows that Reader will be hard to convince. But they have to hold out hope. If worse came to worse... they can try and move Reader in with them, albeit unwillingly. It might be the only way to keep an eye on them and their health...

Kurt, Kitty, Ororo, and Beast regret getting Reader's hopes up, only for the truth to come out about why they started trying to befriend them in the first place. Seeing Reader remove parts of their mutation, leaving them almost defenseless... Kurt feels scared. He has a visible mutation as well, and while he hid his with the holo watch, Reader didn't have something like that. And they got rid of parts of themself! It's... it's so hard to look at... Kitty wants to hug Reader, wants forgiveness. She's so sorry about what happened, she wants them to know that! But... why would Reader hurt themself? Are they hiding any other wounds? What If they hurt themself again?... Storm is doing her best to stay calm and motherly, which sadly doesn't get her very far. She knows they've hurt Reader, and it doesn't feel good, for Reader or for them. But they need to own up to it. The best they can do is apologize, and hope Reader forgives them, or at least doesn't hurt themself further. Perhaps getting Hank to talk with them would be better... Hank would try and help them, would try to talk with Reader. He wants to provide therapy, or at least get them to have a medical exam. He needs to know how bad they hurt themself. But they're not budging. He doesn't want Charles to force Reader. No. But if they want to help them, they need them under their care. And sadly, Reader does not want to be under their care or protection after everything...

Rogue, Evan, and Logan feel guilty. They know they didn't trust Reader at first. That they didn't want to give them the benefit of the doubt. But seeing how bad it's hurt them, that they'd rather hurt themself than them... It's a tough pill to swallow. Reader already had trust issues. They already didn't have a high opinion of themself. And they just made those a whole lot worse. Rogue is truly sorry, wanting to have Reader stay with them so they don't hurt themself or disappear. She's scared that if they look away from them, they'll be gone. That Reader will leave, or worse, be dead. Evan wants to apologize, but he also wants Reader to give them a second chance. Even his aunt is in on it, and maybe Reader would believe two of them over just one? He really wants them to not give up on them... Logan knows he hasn't handled knowing Reader very well. He knew about some of their past, and wrote them off as a bad influence. And they weren't. They're the cub of his "brother" (he doesn't know if that fuzzy maniac is his brother or not), but they've never even met the guy, let alone know who he was. It wasn't fair of him to get mad with them, to treat them as a potential threat. Seeing them harm themself though... It makes him realize that they had every chance to go after all of them, but instead they turned on themself. And for that... he realizes he shouldn't have been been hard. So cold.

The Brotherhood teens want to throw up. Their favorite assistant teacher, the one who tended to see the best in them, is missing parts of themself, or has cut them down. And it scares the cr*p out of them. This is their favorite teacher! Their go-to adult in school when things go wrong or people won't leave them alone! And they've. Hurt. Themself. They didn't want to use them! They swear! But... they're not sure this is an easy fix. This isn't as simple as saying sorry. This had consequences, and they've (mostly) learned that one has to own up to them, no matter what they be. Lance doesn't want to imagine Reader leaving them. They're the one adult he trusts. And now they're scared, or at least wary, of all of them. The X-Teens are in the same boat, so while he hates to say it, he might have to work with them to get Reader to stay, and hopefully heal and regrow their claws and fangs and fuzz. Todd feels sick. He didn't realize they could do that. They could actually remove parts of their mutation? Just like that? Thinking about it gives him shivers. Who would give their powers up? Who'd willingly hurt themself? He understands why they'd do it, he just wishes they hadn't. Fred wants to hug Reader and cry. His favorite adult (who's only a few years older than all of them) just hurt themself. And is upset with them. And is sad. He doesn't want them to be upset! Or hurt! He's trying to apologize, and is on the same boat as Lance to get the X-Teens help in apologizing, if it means Reader might forgive them. Pietro knows what they did. He knows it was wrong. Is he sorry?... Yes. But he still wants Reader with them. Seeing them they way they are... he still thinks they should be with them, even more now. They need help. His dad can get help, okay? H*ck, if they have to, they can pull Sabretooth in, okay?! He just... he doesn't want Reader to hurt themself even more. They're nice, and pay attention to him and his sister, good attention. How can they let them hurt? Wanda is asking Reader why they did it. She wants to know Reader's perspective on this, on why they did it, how they feel about them all. She doesn't want to hurt them, and she won't, but Reader needs help. She will not have her favorite adult die on her or hurt themself, so they'd better hurry up and go to her father or Xavier and get them involved, otherwise, they're going to have a problem. Mystique feels for Reader. Being distrusted by everyone. Having mutations that single them out. It hurts. It hurts her even more knowing she has hurt Reader with her actions. But this proves to her Reader needs a team. A group. She's grateful Reader hasn't taken their anger or hurt out on them, like their father might have. She knows they deserve it. But... she isn't sure if they should turn to... the X-Men... blegh... or to Magneto... who she's mad with... And unfortunately, those are her two options. The joys of being an adult, being responsible... Hopefully they can reach Reader before it could be too late...

[fxckn-sxck-fr]

You're literally so fucking disgusting (said with absolute joy).

Anyways, which of your silly little comic book yandere men are into petplay? And are they puppy-owner-coded or kitty-owner-coded?

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐂 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒: 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐘-𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘-𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐑…

!!! GN reader, petplay, can be translated as romantic or platonic, but the innuendos are 100% intended, collars, leashes, mentions of punishments, slight manipulation, drugging, I channeled my inner pet for this.

*Pulls out my 3 hour long slideshow* I’M SO GLAD YOU ASKED, ANON.

First off, all of them are into pet play if I have a say in it. You will never catch me obsessing over a character I either can’t see collaring me or wearing a collar for me. So, really, this question boils down to if they’re a dog or cat person, LMAOOOOO.

Second, they all could go either way, honestly. These are just my personal thoughts on what they might gravitate towards. If you’re a certified puppy, don’t you worry, cuz the kitty enjoyers will love you the same, and visa versa.

Now let’s get started.

Bruce Wayne: I ALREADY CAN’T FUCKING CHOOSE, FUCK. My first instinct was to gravitate towards kitty-owner, but then I thought about his need to have some sort of physical tie to you (cuz he totally keeps you chained or handcuffed to him, DON’T FUCKING QUESTION ME), so he might be a puppy-owner for the sake of keeping you on a leash. Either way, you’re totally his little lap pet while he works in his office. Petting you gives him the strength he needs to finish all his paperwork. Also, everything you own is bedazzled to hell and back, from collars to toys. He likes to spoil his beloved little pet, okay?!

Clark Kent: I’m gonna go with puppy-owner. He might carry you around like a cat, but that’s only because carries dogs around like cats, too (that’s what happens when you have super-strength; everything is just so carry-able). Absolutely talks to you in that babying voice every dog-owner uses. “Who’s a good pup? Who’s a good pup?? You are!! That’s right, you are!! Aww, look at you!!” It might be annoying, but you better get used to it if you don’t wanna be locked in your uncomfortable cage while he’s gone. He knows you hate it, which is why he hates it, but it’s the only way to get you to behave!! Be his good pup, won’t you?

Dick Grayson: Very much leaning towards puppy owner. He’s all for training you into his loyal pup who follows him everywhere. Also lowkey talks down on you cuz you’re just a cute, dumb puppy!! You don’t need to be thinking big human thoughts!! Let your loving master take care of everything, okay? Ah, ah, ah! Silly, pup! You’re not supposed to speak! Now get back on your hands and knees… puppies don’t walk like people do, remember? Or does he have to get a little mean to remind you? You don’t want that, do you? Yeah, didn’t think so. Now sit… good job!! Why don’t we give you a treat, hm~?

Hal Jordan: Another one that can go either way. Honestly, though? The more I think about it, the more I’m digging kitty-owner Hal. There are so many ways this could go that it makes my head hurt. Is he a condescending owner? “Poor little kitty… got something to say? Hm? What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?” Or a soft owner? “Such a pretty little kitty… did you miss me while I was away? Yeah? I’m so sorry, sweetie.” What about one of those cat-dads that started out as we-are-not-getting-a-cat and ended up getting totally attached? “What do YOU want? Huh? Whatcha up to, pusscat? AYE!! Get off of the couch!! Come on, you know better.” The possibilities are endless.

Jaime Reyes: You know, it’s kinda weird. I see him as a certified puppy by default, yet as an owner? He’s kitty-adjacent. You’re just the cutest kitty-cat ever, he can’t help but keep you as one!! Definitely gets one of those bell collars (with a cute bow on it!!) for you. It helps ease his anxiety whenever he hears it jingle. Better be a cuddly kitty, cuz he canNOT keep his hands off of you. Poor guy’s always on the verge of a panic attack at the thought of you running away. It’s a common occurrence for him to pull you into his lap, eyes shining with unshod tears as he quietly asks, “you’ll never leave me, right?” If you don’t want to sit there awkwardly while he hyperventilates, I suggest you be kind and nuzzle into him.

Remy LeBeau: 100% kitty-owner. Expects you to greet him at the door when he comes home. “Y’miss me, minou? Yeah… Gambit missed you, too. C’mere.” Whether you like to admit it or not, he gives the best scratchies. He’ll have you lay against his chest for hours, softly petting your head as he listens to your rhythmic breathing. Absolutely sits you on the counter while he cooks so he can feed you small morsels as a little treat!! Every chef has to have an adorable sous-chef, no? Oh my god, he is just so soft that it makes my heart melt. You’re his precious little kitty and he’ll never let you forget it!! Just don’t be up to any trouble, okay? He may be gentle, but he also knows how to punish naughty kitties.

Scott Summers: Puppy-owner puppy-owner puppy-owner pupPY-OWNER— you bet your ass he’s training you to be the perfect little puppy. When he’s through with you, you’re gonna be the most obedient pup around. Don’t get me wrong, he’s actually a very soft and sweet master!! Gives you tummy rubs, praises, and even treats (when you’re good). However, when it comes to obedience, he’s absolutely the no-nonsense type. Do not test him; the literal leash he has on you is short for a reason. Disciplinary Scott is a very scary Scott, so I’d suggest you start acting right if you don’t want to get the cruelest punishment ever. “That’s right. Be a good little pup for me. You know what happens to bad puppies. Behave.”

Tim Drake: Have you met him? Kitty-owner for sure. He wants a lazy kitty that’ll sleep in his lap whenever he works (read: he wants to drug you so you’re constantly lethargic and can’t run away from him). Be prepared to be a weighted blanket, cuz he loves when you lay on top of him. Whenever you wake up, he’ll always be the first thing you see. “Good morning, Kitty! Sleep well? C’mon, it’s breakfast time!” Does NOT let you do anything for yourself (not like you’ve got the energy to, anyway). He loves to take care of his cute little kitty!! Also, has about 3,000 photos of you on his phone so he can look at them when he’s away. He just misses you, okay? You’re all he thinks about on patrol!!

Wally West: The puppy-owner thoughts won. He wants a happy little pup to pounce on him anytime he comes home!! Oh… you don’t wanna do that? Well, it’s okay!! He’s very good at training disobedient mutts. A quick word of warning, you do not want to trigger his stern mode. He’ll dish out the most cruel and devious punishments, all with the “I’m not mad, I’m just disappointed” attitude. Soft and sweet owner Wally is where it’s at. Loves to make you do tricks and give you treats afterwards!! He can get a little condescending and tease you, but it’s all done out of love! Unless you’ve been bad. Then it’s completely intended to be malicious. But you would never be a bad pup for him, right? He loves so much and spoils you rotten, why would you ever be bad? Come one, now!! Walkies time!! If you don’t tug on the leash, he’ll give you a big reward!!

[fandomzwriterk]

i would like to request some yandere Scott summers x reader where he is pinning after his darling and eventually confesses

The New “Grey”

Warnings: yandere Scott Summers + ooc Scott + pinning + Divorced!Scott (?)

A/N: I hope you like! I’ll try and do my best!

“Y/n!” You heard a friendly voice say

You turned, seeing Gambit, the X-Men’s favorite man walk up to you as Jubilee, Rouge, and Jean turned to see the men of the X-Men (haha) walk up to play for a game of basketball. Well… almost everyone.

“Hey where’s the main man Scott at? I thought he would’ve been out here by now.” Morph groaned as he leaned on Logan, which Logan just growled and let happen.

“Maybe he’s inside. I’ll go look for him.” You spoke up

As you turned to walk inside, you saw Gambit’s eyes sadden, almost as if he wanted to make you come back. You felt guilty, being one of his best friends and not staying when he wanted you to.

“Tell em he’s late!” Gambit shouted as you walked inside

You rolled your eyes. Gambit was just being his normal self… again. But Scott hiding in the mansion without Jean near him? Now that was odd.

“Scott?” You asked looking up the stairs

Silence greeted you, so you decided to go up them anyways. His and Jean’s room was up there so you might as well start looking there.

“Scott?” You asked once more as the wooden floors creaked under your weight

You kept walking, ignoring the look Jean gave Scott earlier this morning. You had barely woken up and went do to the kitchen to find Scott and Jean fighting with each other. It scared you, you’ve never seen Jean so angry before. And when she was angry… she was angry. So, something must’ve happened for them to fight each other. Or, maybe that was just normal married stuff happening.

“Look Scott everyone’s looking for you so you should-“

You turned to the left, heading into one of the last largest rooms where Jean and Scott slept. There you saw Scott, sitting with his back to you, staring out the window. Almost as soon as you walked into the room, Scott turned his head to see you, standing up as if he’d been caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to.

“Oh hey Y/n! Did I miss something? Was there a discussion I missed?”

He was dodging the issue at hand. Why was he hiding in this room?

“No you didn’t miss anything. The team is just looking for you for-“

“I know. I know they are.” He said half interested

“Then come down! They’re looking for their leader.”

He sighed, just annoyed with the idea of going down there. He patted next to him on the bed as he sat back down.

“What’s wrong?”

He fidgeted with his hands, wondering where to put them as he moved to the side to let you have space.

“Y-You know how Jean and I are… not on good terms right now?”

You nodded. What did that matter? Was it bad? Scott has been nothing but loving to Jean… so what went wrong?

“Well… we uh… are getting divorced.”

“I’m sorry what?”

“Divorced… like not together anymore.”

You stood up, half angry at him for all things he and Jean had been through together.

“Jean just had your son! Then he gets sent to the future away from you and Jean forever! You’re just gonna quit on her?”

Scott looked like he was holding back the anger as he too stood up, walking forward causing you to walk back.

“Quit? I’m not quitting. There is nothing to quit on! She’s not even my Jean anymore. Besides I only married her because I had a crush on her and everyone kept saying they saw it coming.”

His voice was calm, but very firm, holding any bitter rage for Jean and using it on you. He was angry, and his walking could show that. You turned quickly, not wanting to be in the same room as him when his temper exploded. So, you ran to the door. But, as soon as you did… there was a firm hand on your wrist. It was Scott, pulling you back as his other hand shut the door loudly.

“You don’t understand… there was-

“There was what Scott?”

He let go of your wrist, realizing he went too far by putting his hands on you.

“I’m sorry. I just… there’s a lot I want to say to you, and to Jean.”

“What is it Scott? Did she do something to you?”

“No no that’s not it. It’s more of what I want to do.”

“Want to do?”

“Yeah. There’s something I’ve been wanting, no, needing to do.”

He gently moved his hands, resting them on your biceps, pushing you into the wall with force but not enough to hurt.

“S-Scott what are you doing?”

“Something I’ve been meaning to do for years.”

“And… what is that?”

He chuckled, realizing you were super dense to what he was saying. Finally, he had you right where he wanted you.

“I love you my darling… I always have.”

A/N: I apologize if this sucks I’m gonna keep trying but I hope you enjoyed it!

[iobsessoverfictionalmen]

Hunting Roses - Chapter 3

AN: This is a yandere Zemo fic. That means that it will have dark content. I do not endorse these relationships and behaviour in real life. This chapter contains spoilers for past Marvel movies and mentions of a panic attack.

The first thing that you heard when your feet touched the solid ground was a frightened yell of “BABA YAGA!”

“No Kurt,” a soothing, familiar voice replied, sounding more than a little exasperated as you opened your eyes, “that is (Name).  She is a former student.”

You smiled at the Professor and waved at Kurt.

“You should come inside.  We have a lot to discuss,” Professor Xavier stated as he turned his wheelchair around and wheeled himself back inside the school.

Even though the Professor had reassured Kurt that you weren’t Baba Yaga, whoever that was, you still caught the anxious and suspicious glances that Kurt sent in your direction as you walked inside the school.

Growing frustrated with Kurt’s attitude, you spoke, “Who exactly is Baba Yaga?”

Kurt looked embarrassed at being caught but answered you nonetheless, “Baba Yaga is a witch that eats children.” You were pretty sure that he was from Russia, judging by his accent.  Kurt wasn’t finished with his explanation, “She come at night and she steal them.  If she is hunting you, no lock or door will stop her.”

You raised your eyebrows even as a feeling of nostalgia bubbled up inside of you while you walked through the mansion, “You thought I was Baba Yaga because I appeared from nowhere in front of you right?”

“Da.” Kurt confirmed with a nod.  You reached the Professor’s office at the same time and Kurt gestured for you to walk through the doorway first.  You murmured a thank you and Kurt followed you.

As soon as you stepped into the office, Storm engulfed you in a hug.  “We saw what you did in Sokovia.”

“Magneto and Mystique even dropped by to see if you’d come back,” Logan grunted, “got the feeling they were impressed with you.”

You shifted uneasily at the mention of Magneto once Storm released you.  You had a nagging feeling that his visit was more to do with your guess about Wanda’s parentage than him dropping by because he was impressed with how you acted in Sokovia.

“Good to have you back (Name),” Jean greeted as she moved a chair over towards you.

“May I look inside your mind?” Professor Xavier inquired.

You had a feeling this was coming and you nodded as Jean moved to stand behind the Professor.  Despite your own nerves, you sent her a reassuring smile once you realised that she would be temporarily projecting your memories into the minds of everybody in the office.

As you exhaled, you felt the Professor’s presence in your mind and you focused on the memory of Ross introducing the Accords and the discussion afterwards.

“Whoa, that was definitely not what I expected,” Scott breathed after the Professor withdrew from your mind.

“Took the words right outta my mouth, One Eye,” Logan agreed.

Jean was visibly trembling and the room was starting to shudder as well.  You jumped out of the seat and got Scott’s attention with a quick gesture.  Thankfully, his mind was thinking alongside the same path that yours was and he guided Jean across the room and sat her down in the chair.

“Those that do not learn from the past are condemned to repeat it,” the Professor quoted mournfully as Jean’s panic attack subsided.

“I couldn’t stay there and watch that kind of thing happen again,” you revealed, “and there’s also the slight problem of me being offered immunity when no other Avenger was offered that perk.”

“That worries me too,” Scott commented, “don’t take this the wrong way, (Name) but if I was the one handing out immunity for something like this, you wouldn’t be in my top three.  Maybe in the top ten but I would only offer you immunity if I had no other choice.”

“I get what you’re saying” you stated before turning to the Professor, “what do you think?  Do you agree with what Scott said?”

The Professor frowned thoughtfully, “I’m not sure that the Accords is the only thing going on here.  Years ago when Doctor Bruce Banner was working alongside General Ross, a monster called Abomination was created on the General’s watch which forced the General and Doctor Banner to temporarily team up.  As the Hulk, Doctor Banner fled after the battle but the General would have been subject to intense scrutiny as a result.”

“You think that someone with more power intervened in that situation and because of that Ross owed them a favour,” Logan suggested.

“I do.” Professor Xavier replied, “I think there are several layers to General Ross’ actions and reactions.  I also think that the offer of immunity to (Name) only is a smaller part of a bigger plan.  I don’t think that it was a coincidence that this offer of immunity was made at the same time that the Accords were introduced to them.  Whichever way I look at this issue, I come to the same conclusion.  The intent behind the Accords and the offer of immunity were meant to divide the Avengers.  When I think about it, the reasons behind offering (Name) immunity range from benevolent to vengeful.  Somehow, I don’t think the intent behind the offer was to harm (Name) but to harm the Avengers and ensure (Name)’s safety at the same time.”

[luv-elixir]

❧ Body Electric-prelude ☙

Stepfather Leon S. Kennedy x reader

18+ Content warnings : Stepcest, manipulation, power imbalance, naive reader, age gap, corruption, dumbification, c*m-fetish, slight size kink, slapping, spitting, degradation, stepdad!Leon, somewhat yandere!Leon, stepdaughter!reader, reader has a tiny electra complex. (Slight mentions of reader being verbally abused by mother along with mommy/daddy issues.) Porn with SLIGHT plot.

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION! I DO NOT CONDONE ANY OF THE ACTIONS WRITTEN BELOW; ALL THAT IS WRITTEN IS PURE FICTION AND FANTASY!

Summertime was always a weird time for you.

When you were a child, your parents would just send you off to a camp to avoid dealing with you for a while, and when you were sent back home, you’d hide in your room while they fought for hours on end.

Even after they got divorced, the arguments seemed to never end. A constant battle over who would have the responsibility of caring for you all summer finally being settled when your grandmother offered to take you in until the season was over.

Now, as a university student, you would be spending your summer at your mother and her new husband, Mr. Kennedy's, home.

Interactions with both your parents had been scarce when you started university. You simply just didn't have the time or energy for them to berate you with your hectic schedule. It was no surprise to hear your mother had been dating; with your father getting married a few years prior and her having a few boyfriends here and there, you couldn’t bring yourself to care about her love life. You did start caring when she told you she was engaged.

It came as a huge shock when you finally met the mystery man.

He was handsome.

Everything about him was striking; he was an Adonis, simply too beautiful to be human. So beautiful that you nearly forgot your mother was right there and that the only reason you met was because he was to marry her.

How could your mother draw a man like him into her iron-clad grip? He was charming, caring, attentive, conscientious, and frankly too good for a woman like her, or anyone for that matter. Leon Scott Kennedy was simply too good to be true.

You truly had no idea how they had gotten into a relationship. Hell, you didn't even know your mother wanted to get married again. It was all a huge question mark for you. The only thing you were sure of was his name, age, and your affinity for him.

The wedding happened exactly three months after you met. You knew it was wrong, but you couldn’t help the sinful thoughts you had as they married. He just looked so handsome in his suit that you couldn’t help but fantasize about his big hands touching you, ignoring the wedding band tying him to your mother.

Laying in bed that night, furiously rubbing your aching clit, you moaned his name and thought of how you wished he was yours instead of your mother's. But more importantly, you tried to pull your head out of the clouds and make yourself remember that it would never happen.

Little did you know that all those countless nights you spent fantasizing about him, he was thinking of you too. It was his fucking honeymoon and he couldn’t stop thinking of you. Jerking himself off, thinking of your alluring face and delicate body. He couldn’t resist using the image of a little beauty like yourself to get him off, even while the beauty’s mother slept right beside him…

Ahh first real post !!! Hope you enjoyed this little prelude before we get to the real thing <3 once again this is a work of FICTION and I understand it is not everyone’s cup of tea. More lighter (and darker) fics will be posted soon - Luvie <3

[theangelcatalogue]

Saw you request post could you write some Yandere Scott Summers for us please. I love x-men evolution and there is only one other person who writes for them and I am at my wits end trying to find more x-men content, thank you have a good day.

୨ৎ―PROTECTION(AND JEALOUS) ꩜ .ᐟ || YANDERE SCOTT X READER

୨୧┇ Oneshot!

୨୧┇ Romantic/Platonic!

୨୧┇ Gender Neutral!

୨୧┇ Pov character(s): Scott and Author(me :D)!

୨୧┇TW: JEALOUS BEHAVIOR, PROTECTIVE BEHAVIOR, BAD GRAMMAR, BAD ENGLISH , POSSIBLE OOC AND MADE BY A MINOR!! TELL ME IF I MISSED SOMETHING!

ˏˋ⋆ SUMMARY ⋮.. !?

๋୨୧┇Scott is and always was a protective and strict person with his loved ones, that's not a surprise

୨୧┇But with you, he was more! Like, REALLY

୨୧┇It was no surprise he liked you

୨୧┇But It had a thing, sometimes he felt another thing for you, no, for people next to you

୨୧┇Jealous.

ˏˋ⋆ AUTHOR ⋮.. !?

If Scott got a nickel for every time you went out with Duncan, he would have two, which isn't much, but it's strange that it happened twice, since seeing you talk and go out with Duncan was too much for him.

Duncan asked you out once, and you accepted out of politeness? Genuine interest? Boredom? You don't really know, but you accepted and discovered that Duncan wasn't so bad to hang out with (despite being the perfect jock stereotype), and after that, he wanted to interact with you more, and yesterday you went out with him again.

Was Scott jealous? Yes, after all Duncan and Scott don't get along.

But it got to the point where Duncan was sending you flowers! Always with a little note from him, which Scott was happy to give you (the flowers, without the note).

Now waiting for you outside the school to leave as normal is something he enjoys (not that he didn't before), even though other people left with you, it was just you and Scott, without Duncan.

He looks around, no sign of you, you're just taking a while, that's all, then when you arrive, everyone will leave for the institute.

He looks around again, it wasn't you, but it was Kitty, you two talk a lot so maybe she knows why you're taking so long.

"Hey Kitty! Have you seen Y/n?"

Scott asks calmly, a simple question

"Ah! She's going somewhere with Duncan! "

Kitty replied, getting into the car

Ah.

So you're going out with Duncan? Really?

Scott felt his blood boil, jealous? Why? You and Duncan are just two colleagues going out together.

Plim

New message, Scott picks up his phone

New message from Y/N, the app shows

He opens the message

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Y/N: I'm going out with Duncan! No need to worry, he'll take me to the institute later, we won't be here for so many time!

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Scott thought about what to say, how he wanted to say that you couldn't go out with Duncan

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Scott: Really? Duncan?

Y/N: Yes, why?

Scott: I don't know, he's a bit of an asshole

Y/N: Yeah, I know, but he's kind of nice to hang out with when he's not an asshole!

Scott: Him not being an asshole? That's rare.

Y/N: I'm sorry I didn't tell you before, Scott! It was last minute, I couldn't say no to him! He insisted a lot, and I'm a people-pleaser...

Scott: Oh, you could have said no.

Y/N: Did something happen? I feel you're in a bad mood

Scott: It's just that I don't trust this guy, what if he tries something with you?

Y/N: He wouldn't, I think! You don't have to worry, if he tries I can defend myself

Scott: But I don't know, what if something goes wrong? I worry about you

Y/N: If something happens i will deal with that, relax! Also i can't go away now, we're getting there

Scott: And where are you two going?

Y/N: Oh, we're going to that hill with the nice view, you know? It's a really relaxing place!

Scott: Oh, Okay

Y/N: Don't worry ok? Bye!

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Scott put the phone back in his pocket and finally got into the car, turning it on.

ˏˋ⋆ SCOTT ⋮.. !?

" Hey man? Are you okay? Did something happen?

Evan asks me, was I so distracted that I didn't see Evan coming and got into the car?

"What happened? Don't make us curious! "

Kurt also asked, is he already here? I was distracted talking to Y/N

"Nothing."

I replied, nothing's happening, everything's normal

"Y/N is going out with Duncan and he doesn't like it! "

Kitty answered Evan and Kurt, I didn't like it...

Okay, I don't like it, but Y/N and Duncan? Going out together? Why?

They even likes him?

" Oh~! I think Scott is jealous! "

Kurt said playful, i'm not jealous, i am just a little protective, because what if that asshole hurts Y/N?

" Hey Scott, relax! Y/N can defend themself, also you should be less protective! "

Really Evan? I don't think

I mean

Being protective is not bad.

୨୧┇ NOTES ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

୨ৎ Erm, here it is, bad i know-

୨ৎ I LOVE X MEN EVOLUTION SO MUCH I-

୨ৎ I am writing for Brotherhood too! (they are so silly)

୨ৎ Damn i had a HUGE crush on Scott when i was a kid (maybe i still have)

୨ৎ Sorry if this is short, OOC and dind't make any sense-

୨ৎ Idk what to say now, but ily you guys

[lizardgutzz]

RULES/FANDOMS

Requests open!

Master list- Doesn't exist yet LOL

Content you will see!

You will see incorrect quotes!

character x Male reader

character x female reader

character x Non-binary reader

Chracter x Character

Head cannons

Rules in general!

No cis-female or girls read male readers. If you are gender fluid, trans, or anything like that you are free to read the male readers. I don’t care but cis girls please don’t read this. You have a lot of books, one shot’s for you and this page is not for you!

No racism, transphobia, homophobia, or anything between that I would block you without a second thought.

No ship hate you will be blocked

Rules for requesting!

DON'TS

Pedophilia

Incest

Non-con or Rape

gangbang

Mosterfucking

age play

lactation

voyuerism

smut for young characters (Please don’t request smut if there younger then let’s so 16 and no I will not age a minor up for your own need’s that’s disgusting if they have a time skip and are older then 16 or around that then I will write smut for them!)

Fetish

Do’s

Any kink unless there in the don’t list

threesome (Ex: character x character x character or reader x character x chracter)

Dom/sub bottom/top reader

Scenarios

headcannons

SFW/NSFW alphabet

Little/agre

Sibling’s

Crossovers

Poly! I love doing poly relationships

Parent!Character x reader

Yandere

Disabled reader, mental or physical

Who - What I write for

Marvel/x-men

Please specify if reader has powers or not, is so, what powers? ^^

Peter maximoff . Kurt wagner . Scott summer . Logan howlett . Tony stark . Wade wilson . Bucky barnes . Steve rogers . Loki . Thor . Steven strange . Venom/Eddie

Demon slayer

Tanjiro . Muzan . Zenitsu . Inosuke

I am only 1 season in so expect more to be added

Tiger & Bunny

Kotetsu . Kaede(only as sibling) . Barnaby . Ryan . Ivan . Keith . Nathan . Antonio . Yuri

Slashers

Does JD from heathers go in this list? Lol . Brahms heelshire . Billy loomis . Stu macher . Michael myer . Freddy Kruger . Chucky . Tiffany Valentine . More will certainly be added!!

Creepypasta

Ticci toby . Masky/Tim . Brian/Masky . Jeff the killer . Eyeless jack . BEN . Slenderman . Nina the killer(I like her fuck off) . I'm probably missing some but whatever

Moving on from killers LOLLL

Yuurivoice

Seth . Alphonse . Finn . Charlie . Jack

Monster high G1

Please specify what monster you would like reader to be! or if reader is a human ^_^

Cleo . Duece . Abbey . Lagoona . Clawdeen . Frankie . Ghoulia . Toralei . Valentine

And that's it! Thank you for reading:)

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Masterlist (Old)

🍮 My Favorites

AtSV

Peter B staring down Jess while hugging Autistic!Younger!Spider

Peter B taking Autistic!Younger!Spider to a meeting

DRAGON AGE

Dragon Age Inquisition characters finding comfort with you

Yan!Sera headcannon

Josephine Montilyet headcannon

Cassandra Pentaghast headcannon

Varric with a Noir Detective 🍮

Dorian, Cassandra, and Cullen finding out a Scout has a crush on Varric🍮

What if Sten was Pining

Vegas AU ideas

Okay hear me out... Trian and Alistair

Origins Fake dating ideas(Commenter has a great one for Shale)

DAI Modern summer events (Sera, Josephine, Iron bull)

You're a dark elf (Solas, Dorian, Josephine)

How they show affection (Varric, Cullen, Morrigan)

Their child is sick (Cassandra, Josephine, Vivienne)

Pining over a scout (Varric, Cole, Josephine)🍮

Days Recovering; One, Four

FALLOUT

Fallout Yan!Dudes with a courser s/o who left the Institute

Yan!Cait w/ Institute scientist Darling

Sole turns into a supermutant

Preston reacting to Sole w/ Auditory processing disorder (APD)

Yan!Girls Meeting your Assaultron Girlfriend

Yan!Girls w/ a tourist Darling

Reactions to terrifying super-ghoul

Super-mutant wing-man

Sole's accidental trick-shot

Sole painting companions in a surreal art style

Missing Sole turns up as a glowing ghoul

Girl companions meeting your ghoul parents

Sole sobbing uncontrollably when they come back from the Intitute

Modern!Companions comforting reader after a pet death (Not dogmeat's)

Cartoon door beat-up thing

Sole high on painkillers confesses (Deacon, Preston, MacCready)

Yan!Danse and Haylen react to Sole being former Enclave

Yan!Girls react to you saying you want to have a baby w/ them

Yan!Girls react to Sole leaving to hunt down an item and returning months later

Insults between dumb and dumber

Sole having four arms

Peaceful!Sole finally snapping at an ungrateful settler

Telling Yan!Girls you were once in the Enclave

Shooting Yan!Girls w/ a bubble gun🍮

Pouring your heart out to Yan!Girls

Companions gaining fire abilities

Companions (+Proctor Igram) react to a ripper doc

Life w/ Codsworth after the bombs dropped

Reader giving love-nips (Hancock, Nick, MacCready)

Scribe Haylen headcannons

Piper Wright headcannons

React to a magical girl w/ guns

Hancock, Deacon, Nick, and MacCready react to M!SS who shaves too much and ends up with a babyface

Companions react to Pacifist!Lycanthrope!SS who is stuck in werewolf form🍮

MacCready, Deacon, and Danse after a gore-y fight with blood everywhere🍮

X6-88's guide to cure love sickness🍮

React to the song Until I Found You by Stephen Sanchez

Chipper!SS breaking down after going to the institute

React to the song Glimpse of Us by Joji

Child giving them a friendship braclet (X6-88, Cait, Vadim and Yafim)🍮

Taking care of a Asian!Teen!SS(Travis Miles, Nick Valentine, Deacon)🍮

Deacon traveling with a Vampire SS(not romanced)

M!SS is protective over non-human companions (+Kent, Sturges)🍮

House husbands (Preston, Hancock, Deacon)

Favorite place to go for a date (X6-88, Preston, Hancock)

Yandere (Cait, Curie, Piper)

Having a trouble-making twin (Hancock, Nick, Piper, Deacon)

Yandere Preston, Gage, Danse

Relationship milestones (Deacon, Preston, Gage)🍮

Modern Companions

Modern Companions Love Interest/Ocs

You have a stutter (X6-88, Hancock, Piper)

When someone reacts negatively to them being a synth (With no interference)

What their kisses are like (Deacon, Hancock, Curie)

What are mornings like (MaCready, Cait, Preston)

Danse and Nate smut I wrote drunk

MARVEL🍮

Marvel characters being inebriated

Finding a portrait of them you painted

Secretary!Trilogy!Peter finding out he's in love with you

Natasha and sleepy kisses

Secretary!Spidermen; You doze off

Secretary!Spidermen; Winter dates i guess

Secretary!Spidermen (MCU, TASM, Trilogy, Peter B., Miles Morales)

Secretary!Spidermen; Getting you ready before a meeting

You're a Slime (Peter, Tony, Bruce)

Glass in my hands (Scott Lang/Fem!Reader)

DBH

Yandere husband!Hank + son!Connor x willing!Darling

Supernatural lore ideas

Gavin having a surgeon husband

"You're so cute." (Hank, Gavin, Chloe)

Hugging them out of the blue (Hank, Gavin, Chloe)🍮

You don't like androids (Simon, Luther, Markus and Carl)🍮

Meeting your parents (Hank, Markus, Gavin, Elijah)

Darling is very tactile (Yan Connor, Hank, Gavin)

Misc.

Please I need this Bagginshield ending

Yandere Elliott

Yandere Sam, Sebastian, Emily

Star Trek: Next Generation; Having a crush on Data (+Socially awkward)🍮

Overprotective!Yan!Parvati/Nyoka + trying to escape

Parvati romance headcanons (still ace)

[yandereunsolved]

જ⁀➴ ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Lost In Cyberspace ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 જ⁀➴

𓍢ִ໋🀦 𝖶𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 cyber 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀— 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗒.

𓍢ִ໋🀦 𝖸𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾: 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾.

𓍢ִ໋🀦 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗐/𝖼𝗐 '𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌' 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀? 𝖨𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, murder, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗑𝗂𝖼 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌.

𓍢ִ໋🀦 𝖳𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀(𝗌) 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀(𝗌) 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌. 𝖯𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖨𝖿 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗍, 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗆𝖾.

𓍢ִ໋🀦 𝖤𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗌. 𝖨 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾/𝗍𝗈𝗑𝗂𝖼 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾. 𝖨𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗌𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍.

𓆉𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 Information 𓆝 𓆟 𓇼

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𖹭 mixed media and multi-fandom

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ᯓ★ American Horror Story (ahs)

ᯓ★ Legend of Zelda/Linked Universe/Linked Maze (loz/lu/lm)

ᯓ★ Yandere

ᯓ★ Game of Thrones (got) & House of the Dragon (hotd) | A Song of Ice and Fire (asoiaf)

ᯓ★ X-men

ᯓ★ Batfam & DC characters

𖹭 headcanons, one-shots, aesthetic boards, etc...

𖹭 write my hyperfixations— my content changes

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જ⁀➴ poll (closed): Help my drafts—choose a request number for me to finish

౨ৎ full request rule list? — work in progress

౨ৎ unpolished: not a full set of headcanons; still spell checked

౨ৎ requests closed for the time being. requests allowed, interact all you want. :) just be within the fandoms I listed—see what I usually write.

౨ৎ ^ I write suggestive themes, but not full out nsfw/smut. (no smut requests) ^

౨ৎ character request limit: 5 (unless you are requesting poly! Chain)

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ꨄ︎ Key: pink = ahs; orange = yandere oc; green = loz/lu/lm; red = x-men/marvel characters; white/black = mortal kombat; blue = batfam/dc characters; ☾ = miscellaneous fandom; purple = got/hotd(asoiaf) ꨄ︎

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𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Violet Harmon

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Tate Langdon

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Kit Walker

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Austin Sommers

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Misty Day

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Cordelia Goode

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Kai Anderson

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Hotel (S5)

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 James Patrick March

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Dandy Mott

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Jimmy Darling

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Kyle Spencer

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Link

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Zelda

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Fierce Deity

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Peter Maximoff

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Erik Lehnsherr

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Charles Xavier

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Raven Darkholme

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Scott Summers

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Kurt Wagner

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 John Constantine

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Bruce Wayne

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Dick Grayson

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Tim Drake

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Jason Todd

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Damian Wayne

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Jack Napier 'Joker'

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Jonathan Crane

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Harleen Quinzel

‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊

✎ 𝖳𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝖯𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗌 ✎

✎ Yandere Link(s) | Part 1

✎ Yandere Link(s) | Part 2

✎ Yandere Link(s) | Part 3

✎ BOTW Champion(s)/Sage | Part 1

✎ BOTW/TOTK Champion(s)/Sage(s) text posts | Part 2

✎ Legend of Zelda Villain(s) text posts | Part 1

‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊

ᰔᩚ 𝖠𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗐/ 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗅𝖾 ᰔᩚ

ᰔ Yandere James Patrick March

ᰔ Yandere Tate Langdon

ᰔ Yandere Kit Walker

☾ Yandere Luke Cooper

ᰔ Yandere Violet Harmon

ᰔ Yandere Kai Anderson

ᰔ Yandere Jimmy Darling

ᰔ Yandere Wild

ᰔ Yandere Sage

ᰔ Yandere Time

ᰔ Yandere Hyrule

ᰔ Yandere Wind

ᰔ Yandere Kyle Spencer

ᰔ Yandere Fierce Deity

ᰔ Poly Yandere Wild & Sage

ᰔ Yandere Twilight

ᰔ Yandere Sky

ᰔ Yandere Legend

ᰔ Yandere Warriors

ᰔ Yandere Sidon

ᰔ Yandere Peter Maximoff

ᰔ Yandere Charles Xavier

ᰔ Yandere Erik Lehnsherr

ᰔ Yandere Poly Cherik

ᰔ Yandere Four

ᰔ Yandere Ravio

ᰔ Yandere Dark Link

ᰔ Yandere Vaati

ᰔ Yandere Ghirahim

ᰔ Yandere Bruce Wayne

ᰔ Yandere Richard 'Dick' Grayson

ᰔ Yandere Jonathan Crane

☾ Yandere Carmen 'Carmy' Berzatto

☾ Yandere Thorfinn

☾ Yandere Canute

‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊

✧ 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌 ✧

✧ Yandere James Patrick March

✧ Yandere Tate Langdon

✧ Roses are Red; Violets are Blue - ,, yandere pre death Tate

✧ When You Fell From Heaven - ,, yandere JPM with an angel reader

✧ Dissect Me, Doctor - ,, yandere JPM with a psychologist reader

✧ Breath of a Yandere - ,, Yandere Wild

✧ Yandere Poly Chain with a demi-god(dess) reader - ,, unpolished

✧ Yandere Poly Chain with a Yiga Clan reader - ,, unpolished

✧ Yandere Poly Malon & Time with reader - ,, unpolished

✧ LM — Imagine reader guiding the Links in the maze

✧ Following The Tides - ,, aged up ↑ yandere Wind

✧ Fool Me Once - ,, you being James successor

✧ Clip A Hummingbird's Wings - ,, James's s/o trying to escape

✧ F.I.T — Fucking In The Afterlife - ,, yandere ghost Kai Anderson

✧ Macabre Monster - ,, yandere pre & post death Kyle Spencer

✧ Sweet Tea & Stalking - ,, yandere Jimmy Darling with a famous reader

✧ The Honey In My Honeycomb - ,, yandere Kit Walker pre and post Asylum

✧ You're My Cult Leader - ,, yandere Kai Anderson

‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊

⟿ 𝖮𝗇𝖾-𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍(𝗌) ⟿

⟿ One false promise leads to another

⥉ yan Kai Anderson × fem aligned reader

⟿ God's Design

⥉ yan fem reader nun × Kit Walker

⟿ In Death & Life

⥉ James Patrick March x fallen angel gn reader

*ೃ༄ ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ *ೃ༄

╰─▸ ❝ (2) мαѕтєяℓιѕт ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ ❞

*ೃ༄ ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ *ೃ༄

[rosegrangerweasley-234]

saw your post, idk if you do the xmen but can I request yandere scott summers x reader who is one of those people who just affectionate and sweet with people. Taking care of him/ give him the validation and respect he deserves

(Of course I can and you are the first person to ask for something 😊;Sorry if it’s not accurate because I don’t know stuff about him🥲)

-Since I feel like Scott gets made fun of just because his abilities by others He feels a bit self conscious about it

-When you(reader) came into his life he felt so grateful for how you care about him and take care of him

-When Scott is having a bad day he seeks out you and your care

-Scott values your respect and would never do anything to break it

-He returns your affection but is hesitant about it because he barely gets any (same🥲)

-Scott is probably touch starved(also same) and enjoys any type of affection you give him

-Scott finds your sweetness to be cute (he will never tell you)

-Scott sometimes gets jealous when you give your affection to others but you always reassure him that he will be your friend/lover/kid/parent and you would never replace him (I don’t know if you want romantic or platonic 🥲🤌)

SCENARIO 😊🤌

You were in your shared house when Scott came through the door.You immediately ran over to greet him but he didn’t seem like his normal self. “Oh Scott are you having a bad day?” You asked quietly just in case he was not in the mood to talk with anyone.Scott nodded while he pinched the bridge of his nose. “Do you want me to do anything to help?” You questioned while your concern for Scott sky rocketed. “Just some affection that’s all..” Scott answered while reaching both arms out.You smiled softly while hugging him.He embraced you tightly while his muscles relaxed. “I got your favorite food ready if you want it.” You said happily.Scott’s face softened. “Really??” He yelled excitedly while holding onto you tighter. “Yea it’s in the kitchen on the counter.” You explained joyfully while pointing in the direction of the kitchen.He excitedly thanked you and ran to the kitchen.You followed behind after a little while and he was already sitting down and eating.You hugged him from behind and smiled softly at Scott. “Do you want to tell me what happened so I know how to make you feel better? You don’t have to of course.” You implied while tightening the hug.Scott leaned his head back so that it’s in your neck . “Oh you know how it is.I get made fun of for my abilities, me being overlooked and I always get seen as the villain.” Scott explained while sounding casual. Your entire world shattered at that moment.You never knew any of that.Why is Scott being so casual about being mistreated? “What?! I never knew any of this..” You replied in utter shock.Scott put his head down and turned to look at you. “You never knew that? I thought you already did.” Scott said with a shrug. “If I already knew that I would be protesting against the way they treat you.” You said while leaning your head against Scott’s.He chuckled softly.

He realized that you were special to him. VERY special…

[yandere-wishes]

Are you willing to write for X-Men 97?

Short Answer: YES!

Long Answer: OMG YES!

No but I've actually been dying to write something for Magneto. I've had drafts set up since episode one came out! But ever since I saw young Apocalypse... let's say I started working one a little something😉

I'm not sure if this will be out before or after the Feyd/Paul fic. I've been seriously too busy and exhausted to sit down and fully write anything. But We'll see...

Also could someone who speaks farsi help me out with my spelling of Apocalypse?? I feel like it's okay but I just need a second opinion. Also ignore all the grammar/spelling errors these where jotted down in a hurry.

I've been an X-men girlie since I was 12!! Oddly enough my biggest crush was on Cyclops, Gambit and  Liev Schreiber's Sabertooth. Now it's shifted to Magneto and Apocalypse.

Well let me know what you guys think! They'll most likely be in the same format as "I love you, It's ruining my life"

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Yandere X men and Brotherhood and tot reader who was made using all of their DNA (making them their shared sibling)

Ohoho! THAT is going to cause a LOT of fighting! But... it MAY just bring them all together- Let's try it:

They dealt with crazy every week.

They dealt with Sentinels, dealt with Magneto and the Professor and their weird relationship, even dealt with anti-mutant jerks.

They didn't know how to deal with a toddler who somehow shared all their DNA.

"How... how is that even possible?" Scott asks, taking a seat like he's about to faint.

"When did anyone get all of our DNA? Who took it, the government?" Lance snorts, pacing.

"Well, seems like the little dawg is related tos all of us, so... which one of us gets to keep 'em?" Toad chips in.

"..."

"Well, obviously not you!" Kitty says. "They'd be better off with us!"

"Yeah! Ve're great vith kids!" Kurt adds, picking up the tiny tot, who happily hits his arm.

"Why should y'all get to keep 'em? You already have plenty of team members," Fred mumbles. Todd hops up onto his shoulder, then snags the tot with his tongue, depositing them in his arms.

"Ew! Keep your slimy hands off of them!" Rogue hisses, going over and trying to grab the toddler back.

"Toad. Hand them to me," Wanda orders, butting in and stepping on several feet to get there.

"Why should they be with you? We're cooler," Evan calls out from by the window, only to almost be knocked over by Pietro, who speeds around the room.

"HA, in your dreams, Daniels! Obviously WE are cooler!" Pietro chortles.

The room soon devolves into shouts and yelling as the teens argue over who gets to keep their new sibling, soon forgetting that the little tyke is still in there with them... Until-

"Baaaaaaaaah!"

The tot starts crying, loud enough that the nearest mutants cover their ears in pain.

"Shhh, shhhh, sweetie, it's okay," Rogue says, quickly powering through the discomfort and picking up the crying toddler.

"Hey, it's okay, little rock," Lance tries, soon rubbing their back as they start calming down.

"Yes, please stop crying, vittle one. You can even pet me! Yes, pet the fluffy kitty, right?" Kurt adds, and soon the various teenagers are crowding them, promising to stop fighting and to do whatever the tiny tot wants, apologizing for making them upset.

"Guys..." Scott starts. The others turn to look at him. "I think... that Reader just united our teams."

"Holy Mother of Rocks... You're right," Lance gasps quietly.

The teens look at their tater tot, who's happily playing with Kurt's tail and Toad's webbed hand. It doesn't take them any longer to call a truce, and to set up a schedule so they all get to spend time with their little sibling.

What they didn't know was that the adults were listening in from the next room over, and making their own plans to hang out with their new child...

Who knew such a little tot could unite the two bickering teams for good?

[fxckn-sxck-fr]

𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐄

Yandere Scott Summers x GN Reader

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓: When Scott feels his authority over you — the authority to keep you safe — is undermined, he has no choice but to show a little tough love. And, unfortunately for you, he doesn’t hold back.

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒: platonic yandere content, strict mentor Scott, younger rookie reader, infantilism if you squint, slight intimidation tactics, argument, sparring gone wrong, technical physical abuse(?), Scott just goes ham on beating the shit out of you, all in the name of keeping you safe of course, blood mentioned, sight manipulation, sickeningly soft Scott at the end.

Cyclops goes too easy on you.

All the other X-Men know it; Wolverine and Gambit always make sure to tease you about it every chance they get. Despite all of the hard work you’ve put in since you joined the team, it’s like your field commander thinks you’re made of glass with how he opts for defensive maneuvering in sparring lessons. He’ll never throw a punch or go for the kick, instead blocking or catching whatever you throw his way. You swear he even lets you go for the take down rather than letting you earn it yourself.

It’s just so frustrating. He’s the one who keeps saying you have to prove you’re for a mission… how can you do that if he never gives you the chance? You came here to be one of the X-Men, so you deserve to be trained like one. Hell, he even exchanges blows with Jubilee, and she’s no older than you are. Meanwhile, the most you get is a slight shove or the gentlest pin-down known to man. How is this preparing you for anything out on the field?!

“(Y/N), stay focused.”

And there’s his annoyingly demanding voice snapping you out of your spiral of irritated thoughts.

The two of you were “sparring” in the Danger Room, long after everyone else left. As usual, you mentally jeered; he always has something he wants you to hang back for, because even the most trivial things need to be “corrected” in his eyes. Today, you were unfortunate enough to “push your punch,” as he put it, and now you were stuck with him until he finally deemed the problem fixed. After being forced to punch the air for a solid 10 minutes — not without his very much needed critiques, of course — you were finally back to directing your fists at him.

(At least this is a chance to take out my anger on the source, you bitterly thought to yourself.)

The mundane you-punch-and-he-blocks experience (because that’s all it is; you weren’t really “sparring”) has been going on for the past 5 minutes. You’ve gotten in some solid blows, some of them actually catching him by surprise, much to your satisfaction. But it was obvious your heart wasn’t into it, and it was only a matter of time before he noticed.

Catching your next punch in his hand, he gave you a tight frown. “Hey. Did you hear me?”

“Loud and clear,” you responded through gritted teeth. It was easy enough to twist your fist out of his grip, which only added to your vexation; he should’ve at least pretended to try.

“Doesn’t seem like it,” the older mutant retorted, crossing his arms over his chest (part of you wanted to take this as a chance to deliver a sharp kick to his side, but you refrained). “I could’ve easily neutralized you from how sloppy that blow was.”

Before your brain could catch up, your mouth spat out a loaded question; “then why didn’t you?”

“(Y/N),” he lowly warned.

“What?” It was hard to keep the poison out of your tone, but you tried your best. “I’m one of the X-Men too, you know. I can handle it!”

The visor over his eyes made his expression harder to read. All you could go off of was the bottom half of his face, and from the way his jaw tightened, you could tell he wasn’t in the mood for this. “You can’t.”

“Wh—” you were caught off guard from the pure vindication of his words, causing you to drop your fighting stance entirely. “Yes I can! You can’t just decide that!”

“I’m your leader,” he spat out, “I can decide whatever I want for the sake of my team.”

“You can’t call yourself my leader if you don’t let me on missions! That’s just unfair!” To accentuate your exasperation, you threw your arms out to the side. “Look, man. You can bench me all you want, but at least train me with the same respect as everyone—”

He was quick to cut you off. “This isn’t about respect, (Y/N). You’re just not ready for that level of training, and your performance today proves that. You’re getting lazy.”

“Only ‘cuz you don’t take me seriously,” you scoffed. Before he could say something to that, you quickly continued. “These aren’t sparring sessions. Not actually helpful ones, anyway. I mean, if you’re never gonna fight back, why even bother?! You may as well have me waste my time punching a training dummy instead—”

“That’s enough,” he snapped at you, but you only continued.

“Can’t you just hear me out?!” A frustrated groan tumbled from your lips. “I’m not asking you to drop me in the middle of a war zone, I just want you to actually train me!! At this rate, I’ll never be ready for a mission!! Please, Cyke… I wanna be trained for real!”

Cyclops went eerily silent at this. While you couldn’t see his eyes, the glare he was giving you translated quite well, causing a shiver up to go up your spine. Nevertheless, you stood your ground; you finally spoke your mind, and you weren’t going to let him intimidate you out of this. You’ll easily take an optic blast to the face if it meant getting your point across.

“… Get ready, then,” was his flat reply.

You were only given a fraction of a second to process the implication before he quickly took on a fighting stance, delivering a precise jab to your rib cage. His movements were nothing but a blur to you, the painful blow almost knocking you off your feet as you let out a shout. He gave you no time to recover as he threw his next punch, which you fortunately managed to dodge, albeit barely. A rapid procession of fists followed, and you could feel the gusts of them as you desperately tried to keep up your evasive maneuvering.

It soon became harder and harder to keep up with how fast he was moving. You eventually had to resort to blocking with your forearms; an experience you found to be quite painful. The sheer power from his punches made your bones feel like they were gonna splinter, the skin of your arms already burning from agony. One nasty hit at the wrong angle could very well break something. Surely, Cyclops was keeping this in mind, right?

The focus you had on his upper half made you completely neglect keeping an eye on his legs. This mistake quickly caught up to you when his knee collided with your jaw, the reflexive flinch of your hand being too late to stop it. As your teeth smashed together and caught your tongue in the process, his fist gave you no time to recollect yourself as it planted itself square in your nose. Stars filled your vision, your balance becoming less and less controlled. Cyclops easily took advantage of this and delivered a turning kick to your side, right in the same spot he initially punched you in.

You felt your head colliding with the Danger Room’s floor before you even realized you were knocked down.

The taste of blood filled your mouth, and you could vaguely feel some trinkling out of your throbbing nose. Weakly attempting to push yourself off of the ground, a strained grunt left your vocal cords as you became quite literally painfully aware of the aching in your arms. Just as you managed to get up on your hands and knees, a downwards force suddenly pinned you back against the floor and effectively knocked all of the wind out of your lungs. You could feel the heal of his boot against your shoulder blades. He was applying enough pressure for you to distantly worry about your rib cage, and all you could do was pathetically struggle against it.

“This is what I meant,” he coldly remarked. “You can’t handle it.”

Blood mixed with saliva dribbled down your chin as you tried to spit something back. “Th-This isn’t—”

“You’re not ready,” he interrupted, the foot he has on your back only crushing your chest further. “For the field, for the Danger Room simulations, for any sort of training that could leave you like this.”

Finally, the pressure on your back was alleviated, causing you to gasp out for air. Your vision was become fuzzy, but you didn’t dare succumb to the darkness, instead rapidly trying to blink away the splotchy holes. A wet cough from your lungs only worsened the burning sensation through your body. Below you, the floor was becoming a canvas of speckled blood, both from your nose and mouth as you desperately heaved for air.

Fight or flight was the only thing keeping you conscious at this point.

“C… Cy—ke,” you wheezed, desperately struggling to get up on your hands and knees again. “Please, I…”

“Stay down,” he warned from above you. The danger that laced his words made a shiver go up your spine, causing your movements to falter. After a few moments, however, you gingerly continued to push yourself upwards, which caused your field leader to growl out a low, “(Y/N).”

It took all your strength to ignore him; to ignore your better judgement.

Cyclops didn’t take to kindly to that.

The feeling of his hand cradling the back of your neck made your shoulders jolt, and it wasn’t long before your face collided with the ground. He kept a firm grip on your head as he swiftly maneuvered your hands to his liking, pinning one to your back against his knee and the other right next to your face. It quickly dawned upon you that struggling was futile, yet despite that, you tried anyways. A frustrated sigh left the older mutant’s lips at your thrashing and twisting.

“This for your own good,” he chided, tightening his hold on you. “Stop struggling. You’re only going to hurt yourself.”

“You’re—!! The one h-hurting me,” you snapped back. A cry of pain ended your sentence as he dug his knee further into your back.

“It doesn’t have to be this way,” said Cyclops with a low tone. He was letting you take his full body weight, and you found it increasingly harder to breathe. “Why can’t you just let me do what’s good for you? Why can’t you just let me take care of you?”

That last part rendered you completely still. Take care of you? What the hell did he mean by that? Was this seriously his idea of taking care of you? Giving you the kiddy treatment and then beating the crap out of you when you ask to be treated with actual respect?

What the hell is this guy’s problem?!

He must’ve taken your state of shock as a white flag, because the weight on your body was finally letting up. As much as you wanted to take this as an opportunity to catch him off guard, it suddenly dawned upon you just how much agony you were in. Your chest ached from your lungs to your rib cage. The nerves in your forearms felt like they were punched numb. You couldn’t even breathe from your nose and instead had to rely on your mouth (it didn’t help that the ghost of air over your wounded tongue created a sharp sting). What little fight you had left in you was rapidly depleting, rendering you completely tired on the ground.

“There,” he breathed out, the softness in his tone sounding foreign to your ears. “Just relax. Easy, now. You’re in no condition to try anything, you hear me?”

You couldn’t even muster up enough energy to roll your eyes at his coaxing murmurs. Though it pained you to admit it, he was unfortunately right; now wasn’t the time to be testing your luck. His hands slowly moved away from your head and wrist, his knee eventually following suite after a deliberate moment. Then, as delicately as he could, he peeled you off of the floor and into his strong arms. Every part of your body felt like it was on fire, and you couldn’t stop the pathetic wince from your throat.

“It’s okay. I’ve got you now.” He gently tucked your head in the crook of his neck, rubbing soothing circles into your shoulder blades. “Let’s get Beast to check you over, yeah?”

No response came from your mouth. All you could do was slump against his chest and fight a losing battle against the beckoning call of unconsciousness. His quiet coos started to sound more and more distant, and before you knew it, you were out like a light.

Cyclops goes too easy on you.

Perhaps you finally found out why.