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S'mores for Two.

Happy New Year, everybody!

Summary: The students at Xavier's get shipped out for an educational, late-Summer/early-Autumn weekend camping trip! You and Piotr go along to help supervise. Shenanigans ensue.

Pairing(s): Piotr Rasputin x Reader, Nathan Summers x Wade Wilson, Ellie Phimister x Yukio, and Alexandra Rasputin x Nikolai Rasputin.

Rating: T for mild spice and Wade being Wade.

Word count: 5.8k.

Set after "Base Chemical Desire."

Your knee bounces up and down as the SUV rumbles over yet another pothole. “Good fucking God, can we please just be at the cabin already?”

“Mne zhal, myshka,” your husband apologizes. He steers the car around another bump in the road, then turns when a brown wooden sign with yellow letters indicates the cabins are to the left. “We should be there any minute now.”

You cross your legs harder and do your best not to squirm. “Not any minute soon enough. Baby’s using my bladder as a beanbag chair.”

Piotr croons sympathetically, then drives the car around another bend bracketed by dense thickets of trees and ground cover—

And then, mercifully, the cabin comes into view.

“Oh thank fuck.” You undo your seatbelt as your husband parks in front of the cabin –the car’s going slow enough that there’s no safety risk—then shove your door open before he even has the keys out of the ignition. Nearly pissed my fucking pants, holy shit—

“Good morning, campers!”

You grit your teeth when your beloved brother in spirit slings an arm around your shoulders –thus preventing you from reaching the porcelain nepenthe. “Wade—”

The merc with a mouth, however, is blissfully unaware of your bladder’s plight. He inhales deeply, the eyes on his mask widening before going back to normal size. “Ah, nature. Gotta love the smell of squirrel shit in the morning!”

Ellie grimaces as she gets out of the van ferrying most of the teens; the Institute’s high school class and a few chaperones had trekked out to upstate New York campgrounds for a long weekend school retreat in early September. “Don’t be gross, Douchepool.”

“Excuse me, Negasonic Knuckles; gross is what I do best! That, and milking my pro—”

Your husband’s car door slams with unnecessary force. “Wade.”

You growl, then shove Wade’s arm off you. “Wade—”

“What, no love for lil ol’ me?”

“I do love you, but if you don’t get out of my way, I am going to piss in your sleeping bag. Possibly within the next two minutes.”

Wade hops to the side and gestures to the cabin door with a flourish. “By all means, madam and passenger.”

Piotr takes the steps to the front porch two at a time, keys already in hand. “Hang on, myshka. Just one moment.”

…

You do, miraculously, make it to the bathroom in time.

You let out a guttural sigh of relief as you exit the commode (having flushed and washed your hands, of course), rubbing one hand over your swollen belly. “That’s so much fucking better.”

“Language, dorogoy.”

“You try staying sane when you have a lil’ flesh bell pepper sitting on your bladder,” you grumble.

Piotr chuckles, good-natured, then holds one arm out to you. He holds you against his chest, rubbing your back soothingly when you lean against him. “I know. You are doing so well, moya lyubov’. I am so proud of you.”

You press your face against his chest. A lump rises in your throat, and you find yourself blinking back tears. “Thank you.”

“You are so strong.” He kisses the top of your head. “So incredible.”

“You’re gonna make me cry, Piotr,” you say with a soft, watery laugh. You pat his chest when he chuckles with you, then tip your head back and pucker your lips for a kiss. “Love you.”

He dips his head and presses his lips against yours. “Ya tebya lyublyu.” He breaks the kiss, lifting his head when he hears some squabbling outside, then sighs and pats your back. “Come on. We should supervise young ones.”

…

The squabbling, it turns out, is Kitty and Ellie arguing over how to arrange the tents.

“You need to place them on elevated ground!” Ellie snaps, nose scrunched up with ire. “That way if it rains, we don’t get a massive-ass puddle underneath the tents!”

“Yeah, except your spot is, like, way too close to the road!” Kitty huffs, putting her hands on her hips. “Some pervert could hide in the bushes and watch us sleep! Or a drunk could lose control of his car and drive right through us!”

Russell glances between the two teens, then over at Piotr and you with a pinched expression. “People aren’t going to hide in the bushes to watch us, right?”

Nikolai –who came along to help with food and chaperoning—answers before his son can. He chuckles, pointing to his wife with his thumb. “I think Alexandra has us covered.”

Alex looks up as she sets a massive, matte black duffel bag on the ground (which rattles suspiciously, as though she has an entire armory of guns and ammunition inside). She looks to her husband, then to Russell, then shrugs. “I have security covered.” She drops another duffel bag onto the ground (this one lands with a soft whump), then gestures to her three dogs. “Noise alert system.” She stops to bring Misty –her young, excitable, gray and white Pitbull—to heel, then nudges the suspicious duffle bag with the toe of her boot. “Pervert removal devices—”

Piotr sighs. “Mama.”

She chatters at him in Russian, then reaches into the van for another bag and withdraws a bag of mini-marshmallows and a plastic air-powered rifle. “…And incentivizing for stubborn teenagers.”

Nikolai chuckles, shaking his head, then carries a cooler into the cabin.

“Since when,” Kitty pipes up, now distracted from her argument with Ellie, “do any of us need incentivizing?”

Alex shrugs, smirking in good humor. “Many possibilities. Perhaps getting out of bed in the morning.” She pauses to scoop up her tawny Chihuahua, Butters, into her arm, then grabs both her duffel bags and strides towards the cabin.

You chuckle at Kitty’s –as well as the other teens’—disgruntled expressions, then grab a few pillows and carry them into the cabin as well.

…

The tents wind up going between Ellie and Kitty’s suggested spots.

“Alright –enough!” Alex strides over, snatches the tent back up when the two teens get into a tug of war over it, then gives each of them a stern look. “We compromise –halfway between each spot. The incline is still sufficient to prevent flooding, but it’s also a safe distance away from the road. Khorosho?” She nods when both girls mutter their assent, then sets the tent bag in the newly selected spot. “Let’s get to work.”

…

Setting up tents with a group of teenagers that’ve been cooped up in vans for a couple hours and Wade is, shall we say, not an easy task.

Fortunately, due to your “carry on,” you are excused from all menial labor tasks you don’t want to partake in and thus dub yourself “Supreme Supervisor,” set up a camp chair near the cabin, and watch the chaos unfold.

In a testament to Alex and Piotr’s chaos-wrangling skills, though; The cluster of tents –two for the boys, two for the girls—are almost completely erected in under an hour.

“I didn’t know tents came in giant size,” Wade remarks as he steps back to admire the tent –which, since it can hold twelve people, is truly gargantuan. “Guess we gotta go big for the ol’ Ruskie, eh?”

“The big man gets to stay in the cabin,” you pipe up from your throne. “As the official foot massager.” You wink at Piotr when he smirks and shakes his head, then continue. “The tents are big to fit multiple people, and so everyone can stand up inside.”

“Colossus would, like, still probably have to duck,” Kitty comments as she carries her duffels into one of the girls’ tents. She sticks her head out the front flap moments later. “Can I inflate my air mattress in the cabin?”

“‘Air mattress?’” Ellie squawks, nose scrunched up in indignation. “You hauled an air mattress and a pump all the way out here?”

“It has a built-in motor. I just need to plug it in,” Kitty fires back, sticking her tongue out when Ellie rolls her eyes. “I’m not sleeping on the ground! It’s bad for your back!”

“Yeah, that’s why you use a bed roll, Princess.”

Kitty tosses her hair with a huff. “Or an air mattress, purist.”

“What, so the rest of us have to walk around your bulky inflatable bed just to take a midnight shit—”

“I can take a corner so I’m out of the way, you fucking gatekeeper—”

“Language, both of you,” Piotr interjects, “and enough.” He fixes them both with a stern look, hands on his hips, then resumes speaking when both girls mutter their apologies for arguing. “Kitty, you may inflate your mattress inside, but please be considerate when choosing spot in tent. Other campers need space as well.”

“Naturally,” she says as she hauls the carry bag for her air mattress out of the tent. “I was already going to do that.”

Ellie rolls her eyes again. “High maintenance.”

Kitty sticks her tongue out at the younger girl. “Asshole.”

“I think Mr. Rasputin already said ‘enough,’” you pipe up. You cross your arms over your chest and fix both girls with a steely stare. “Any more of this, and you two are on permanent kitchen duty. Understand?”

The two girls deflate slightly and mutter, “Yes, Mrs. Rasputin,” in unison.

“Glad to hear it.” You watch as Kitty heads inside whilst Ellie steps in to help Alex get the last tent up –they have to work with Wade, so it’s anyone’s game as to who will “win”—then wince as the slowly setting sun slips through the tree canopies and hits you directly in the eyes. And here I was hoping to keep my retinas in pristine condition. You shade your eyes with your hand, then look around for your sunglasses. I just had them in my hand, where the fuck did they –ah.

They’re on the ground next to your chair. They must’ve fallen out of the little built in cup holder on the chair’s arm.

You contemplate leaning over to pick them up –then grin when a better option occurs to you. “Hey, baby? Can you get my sunglasses for me?”

“Konechno.” Piotr steps around from the back of a tent –he’d decided to handle hammering in the stakes since most of the boys had started tossing around the mallet like a football—then stops and frowns when he spies your spectacles next to your chair. “Myshka –they are right there.”

You grin impishly when he points to the spot next to your chair. “I know. Can you grab them for me?”

Piotr tucks his tongue in his cheek. A slow smile tugs at his lips. “They are right next to you.”

“I can’t pick them up.”

“You cannot pick them up?”

“They’re too heavy.” You giggle when Piotr rolls his eyes –good natured, of course—then gesture to the sunglasses helplessly. “Please?”

He grins, shakes his head, then ambles over to your chair. He grunts slightly as he stoops to pick up your glasses, then brushes them off before carefully placing them on your face. “Better?”

“Immensely.” You angle your head up for a kiss, humming happily when your husband presses his lips against yours. “Thank you.”

“Konechno –anytime, myshka.”

You waggle your eyebrows at the sarcasm in his tone, then giggle when he grins and shakes his head again.

…

Dinner is not hotdogs roasted over a campfire –much to many of the campers’ disappointment.

“Is not good to have hotdogs every night,” Piotr reasons when the teens protest. “Balanced diet is best.”

“Says you,” Wade fires back, ever the one to stir up chaos. “I happen to know that the intestinal tract can take about four straight days of wieners before a major revolt.”

Your husband sighs, longsuffering. “Wade—”

“And I didn’t even necessarily eat all of them to find that out.”

“Wade.”

Nathan puts an arm around his boyfriend’s shoulders when the teens start laughing –or, in some cases, groaning. “Easy, gorgeous.”

So, no, dinner is not hotdogs; Nikolai oversees it, and has the teens make foil pouches filled with potato chunks, diced vegetables, and pieces of ham steak (already cooked, of course, though Kitty uses baked chicken), then place the pouches around the campfire as an experiment on cooking with indirect heat.

You get a similar meal –but prepared in the kitchen in the cabin, due to Piotr’s concern about everything being cooked thoroughly for you.

Hey, you’re not complaining. You get to lounge by the fire while your husband makes you dinner. What’s not to love!

You tip your head back to kiss his cheek when he brings you your plate. “Thank you, honey.”

You do, however, partake in making smores with everyone else. Perhaps a bit too… vigorously.

“Myshka,” Piotr says when you break a graham cracker for your fourth s’more. “Do not make yourself sick, please.”

“Hey!” You protest as you place a piece of chocolate onto one graham cracker. “I’m eating for two! That means I gotta multiply everything by two. So, if a normal serving of s’mores is two, then I need to eat four.”

Piotr shakes his head while everyone else chuckles. “I do not think that is how this works, dorogoy.”

“Sure it is. Two times two is four.” You grin when everyone laughs again. “I did pass elementary math, Piotr.”

Your husband sighs, shakes his head –then snatches the marshmallow bag out of your lap once you bite into your fourth smore.

You squawk around a mouthful of marshmallow goop, melted chocolate, and crumbling graham cracker. “Hey!”

He hands the bag off to the nearest student. “Keep this away from Mrs. Rasputin, please.”

“What is this mutiny?” You give your husband a stink eye –though it’s worth the loss of marshmallows, what with how the students are delighted to partake in your husband’s usurpation—then jab him in the shoulder with your index finger. “Just for that, buster, you’re sleeping on the couch tonight.”

…

The following morning goes as such: wake up at eight, breakfast (which is overseen by Nikolai again), then getting dressed and cleaned up before going on a hike for the purpose of plant identification, observing flora and fauna in their natural habitat, and ending at a field for a nature-scape drawing session with Piotr.

You don’t get to go on the hike, per Doctor Reid’s suggestion to reduce the strain on your body during your pregnancy. You hang back at the cabin with Nikolai and Alex, basking in the sun and enjoying the tranquility of the wilderness around you.

“Ah, there you are, ptitsa.”

You look up with a smile as your mother-in-law joins you on the cabin’s porch. “Hey. How was sleeping in the tent?”

Alex shrugs as she leans against the porch railing. “Fine. Girls were a bit wound up before bed, but they settled well enough.”

“No further fighting between Ellie and Kitty?”

“Hm.” Alex smirks and lifts one eyebrow. “Storm and I decided it would be best to separate them into different tents. Prevent further disagreements.”

“Ah.” You nod in agreement. “Probably for the best.”

“Do they usually fight like this?”

“Usually, yes,” you say, laughing slightly. “They’re two very different fish in the same pond –not to mention they’re both teenage girls.”

She chuckles and shrugs, then nods to you. “How are you?”

“I’m alright,” you answer honestly. “A bit tired.”

“Eh, comes with territory. Have they started moving yet?”

“Not yet.” You rub your swollen stomach with one hand, smiling fondly. “Dr. Reid thinks it’ll be a few weeks before I feel any movement, since this is my first viable pregnancy.”

Alex nods along. “That’s usually the case.” She smiles faintly, gaze going distant with nostalgic reflection. “Second babies, not so much. Mikhail started moving four months in.”

“Wow,” you chuckle. “So it’s been like that from the very start with him, huh.”

She grins. “That it has.”

The two of you laugh, then lapse into comfortable silence –save for the sounds of the woods around you—after a few moments.

You keep rubbing your belly, drifting further away into rumination.

It’s almost hard to believe you’re going to be a parent in a few months. After all the trying and failing, it’s like a dream come true. After your childhood, after how hard you had to work to recover from everything your parents did to you…

Alex narrows her eyes when she notices the tension in your face. “Something wrong?”

“Just… thinking about my parents,” you answer distractedly. Without thinking about it, you curl both your arms around your stomach. They’ll never hurt you. They’ll never even touch you. I promise.

As though she can sense your thoughts, Alex sighs and takes a seat next to you on the porch swing. “They’ll never get close to your children,” she assures you. “Or you. Never again.” She puts one arm around you and rubs your shoulder when you lean against her. “There’s an entire army of people who’ll see to that.”

“I know,” you murmur, “but I still fucking hate them.”

“And that’s normal,” Alex replies without hesitation. “It’s even okay. They were terrible people.”

You nod, lips pressed together in a tight line. “I still worry that I’m gonna hurt my kids the way they hurt me.”

Alex shakes her head automatically. “You won’t.”

You tilt your head up so you can see her face. “You sound so certain.”

“Because I am.” She exhales roughly when you grimace, and the hand not on your shoulder starts fiddling with one of the pockets on her black cargo pants. “Compare you and I. We both went through our versions of hell and came out of it. I raised my children, you are about to start your journey with yours.” She pauses, jaw working as she chooses her words. “I did fuck up my children. I didn’t mean to, but… I had very little help –at least in the way that would’ve prevented so much damage.” She purses her lips, then looks down at you and shrugs. “You have knowledge ahead of time. You have already done so much work to get better. You will not be perfect, but you will not remotely fuck your baby up like your parents did with you.”

You draw in a shaky breath, then nod. “Okay. Yeah. Thank you.”

Alex squeezes your shoulder gently—

The front door swings open, and Nikolai steps out onto the porch. He smiles when he sees you and Alex sitting together, but it fades when he notices the pinched expression on both your faces. “Vse v poryadke?”

Alex replies in Russian –you catch a bit about her reassuring you, but the rest goes over her head—then offer your father-in-law a melancholy smile and shrug when he looks over at you. “Just… thinking about my parents.”

Nikolai tuts and shakes his head. “All will be fine.”

“I know,” you say as you rub your stomach with one hand, “but that doesn’t stop me from worrying.”

“Is normal,” Nikolai agrees with a nod of his head. “But you have good support community. Good family. Good therapy.” He smiles reassuringly. “Everything will be okay.”

Alex hums, nodding along, then pats your shoulder before turning her attention back to her husband. “Tebe chto nibud' nuzhno?”

“Ah.” He jerks a thumb over his shoulder towards the cabin’s interior. “I could use help making lunch for students.”

“Sure thing.” You stand –which is a little tricky with the angle of the porch swing and your pregnant belly, but you manage—then pump one fist in the air as you head inside. “Let’s go –Davayte idti!”

Alex chuckles as she follows after you. “Davayte idti, ptitsa.”

…

The clearing the group settled in is nothing short of picturesque. Trees surround the grassy knoll on three sides, while the fourth side is open and stretches out into an endless, rolling meadow. Wildflowers dot the long grass, attracting butterflies, bees, and other pollinators in search of a snack.

The top of the grassy hill –which is closest to the road you, Alex, and Nick take to bring lunch over for everyone—has a few picnic tables set up for hikers and other campers. Currently, the students are clustered around the tables with the other chaperones, working on their landscapes while Piotr instructs and assists them in turn.

You can’t help but to take a moment and admire your husband as he advises a student on how to shade in his trees. If I wasn’t already pregnant, this might just do it.

“Food truck’s here!” Wade announces, bouncing up from his seat at the sight of a welcome distraction. “Do you think they have tacos?”

“Sandwiches today,” Nikolai chuckles. He opens the rear hatch on the van, then eyes the multiple bags of food before looking over at the students. “Perhaps… would be best for students to come to food.”

“Vy pravy.” Piotr sets his sketchbook down on the table, then tucks his pencils and eraser back into his pencil bag before zipping it shut. “Alright, let’s break for lunch.”

The van’s quickly surrounded by a gaggle of hungry teenagers –a dangerous force to reckon with under the best of circumstances.

“Easy –one at a time, please,” Nikolai says as Alex nudges the kids into some semblance of a line. “Ah! Katya.” He grabs a bag marked with a drawing of a cat when Kitty reaches the front of the line, then hands it to her. “Rye bread, no dairy.”

Kitty takes her sandwich with a grin. “Spasibo!”

Once the students are settled with their food, you grab a bag for you and Piotr, then head over to the picnic benches and sit down next to him. “Care for company?”

“With you? Always.” He puts one arm around your shoulders, kisses the top of your head, then accepts the bag you hold out to him. “How are you feeling?”

“Fine.” You unwrap your sandwich –cold cuts, cheese, and other fixings—and take a bite while you admire the scenery. “It’s beautiful out here.”

Piotr nods as he crunches down on a carrot stick. “Very peaceful. Bezmyatezhnyy.”

You take another bite of your sandwich, then sigh wistfully. “Y’know,” you reflect once your mouth is clear, “I wish I’d thought to bring my sketchbook. I could stand to draw outside my comfort zone, and this area is perfect for drawing.”

“How about this?” Piotr offers. “After you eat, you can borrow my sketchbook.”

You raise your eyebrows. “Really? I wouldn’t want to ruin it.”

It’s Piotr’s turn to raise one eyebrow at you. Then, he smiles softly and shakes his head. “Myshka, you will not ruin it.”

You smile back, then lean over and kiss his cheek. “Alright. Thanks, honey.”

…

“—Jupiter will be visible just above the tail of Capricornus, whereas Saturn will be positioned in the larger triangle—”

You tip your head back, gazing up at the night sky while Ororo guides the students on how to find visible planets in the night sky.

It’s gorgeous. The lack of city lights means that the Milky Way band is visible. The inky night sky’s glittering with billions of stars, more than you’ve ever seen. Combined with how fresh the air smells and the orchestra of crickets and bullfrogs in the woods, and it’s almost like something taken straight from a fairytale.

The students are peering through binoculars and telescopes, filling out lab reports on celestial bodies via flashlight in between periods of studying the sky.

You, however, are content to admire without magnification –and to not fill out required homework. Graduating has its perks. You smirk at your own wit, then look up when a familiar, heavy hand lands on your shoulder. “Hey.”

“Privet.” Piotr smiles down at you, then presses the back of his hand against your arm. “Are you warm enough?”

You roll your eyes fondly, then pat his side reassuringly. “I’m fine, Piotr.”

“There is cool breeze tonight; we will be stargazing for another hour, at least. I do not want you—”

“I’m fine.” You smile reassuringly at him, then lean against his chest when he acquiesces and puts his arms around your shoulders. “Besides, if I get cold, I’ve got you to warm me up.”

He chuckles and squeezes you gently. “If you get cold, I have jacket for you in car.”

“That, too.” You smile up at him, adoring, then roll up on the balls of your feet to kiss his jaw. “Love you.”

He returns a kiss against your temple. “Ya tebya lyublyu, myshka.”

…

There’s a lake a couple of miles from the cabin and other campsites. It’s remote, used mostly by campers and locals for fishing, kayaking, and swimming. The basin itself is surrounded by trees on all sides, and edged by gravelly beaches.

Despite not being a major body of water, it’s also monitored by the local park ranger association for bacteria and poisonous algae counts –which is what you tell Piotr when he fusses about you going for a swim.

“Dr. Reid said that swimming is the best form of exercise for me,” you remind him on the drive to the trail that leads to the beach. “And it’s not like I’m going for an Olympic record here, sweetheart. I just want to cool off; it’s been muggy as hell the past few weeks.”

“Contaminated waters could pose infection risk—”

“For all of us, Piotr.” You shoot him a stern look as he pulls into an open parking space. “I checked with the ranger’s office before we headed out. They test the waters four days a week during the on season –which so happens to be right now.” You arch one eyebrow when he pulls the keys out of the ignition with a sigh. “Look, I love you, but it’s hot as hell and I’m carrying your baby. You can try to keep me from swimming over your dead body, capiche?”

Piotr grimaces, but capitulates. “Khorosho. But at least wait until students are done with school work? Makes things easier for teachers.”

“That,” you say as you lean across the center console to kiss his cheek, “I can do.”

…

The lake, predictably, is heavenly.

You do wait for the teachers –Logan and Ororo this time around—to walk the students through their morning work. There’s a lesson on the natural fauna and flora found in and around the surrounding habitat, an exercise on identifying rocks on the lakeshore with the help of a geological guidebook (all rocks are returned to their natural environment to prevent erosion, naturally), and another art lesson with Piotr before the students are released for swimming and suitable shenanigans.

You wade in up to your hips, sighing with relief as the cool waters help relieve the sun’s unrelenting scorch. You duck under the lake’s surface briefly, resurfacing seconds after to wipe water away from your eyes.

Most of the students are already in the water –Russell’s hanging back on the shore with Wade and Nate, and Kitty’s chilling on a towel under a sun umbrella.

You nod to yourself, satisfied that the students are doing well, then go back to wading around.

A few minutes later, there’s a loud splashing sound. When you look over, you see Piotr striding into the lake. He pauses for a few moments to send a few splashes towards the more rambunctious students, then resumes his stride and heads towards you.

“I’m fine,” you say once he’s within a few feet of you. “I’m pretty sure flying precludes drowning.”

Piotr opens his mouth, considers, then closes it and holds his hands up in a placating gesture. “I thought water looked nice. Wanted to spend time with my wife.”

“Well,” you muse as you wrap your arms around his waist, “I suppose I can permit that.”

“Spasibo, myshka.” He puts one arm around you in return and admires you for a moment before asking, “Did you apply sunscreen?”

“Ten minutes before wading out here. You can relax, Piotr.” You pat his chest –which is delightfully bare, and if you were alone right now, you’d be trying to coax him into something suitably inappropriate for the students to watch (no pregnancy hormones required, though they certainly don’t hurt). “I’m not going to fall apart just because I’m pregnant.”

“Ya znayu,” he concedes. “I want to take care of you, is all.”

You soften –because how can you not with a line like that and the earnest expression on his face. “Well, thank you. You’re doing a great job of it.” You smile when he kisses the top of your head, then wade in further. “I think I’m going to go a little deeper—”

“Myshka.”

“Relax.” You stop once the water passes over your stomach, so it’s just below your chest, and let out a relieved groan. “I just wanted to take some of the weight off my back.”

He hums, understanding, then steps behind you without further argument. He squats down a little, then hooks his arms under your shoulders and takes the rest of your weight so you can just float.

You sigh, relief coursing through your aching back and hips. You tip your head back against his shoulder and let your eyes slide shut. “Spasibo.”

“Pozhaluysta, myshka.”

…

After a break for lunch, the chaperones elect to suspend the rest of the lessons for the day so the students can swim –a concession to the writhing afternoon heat.

You and Piotr, however, head back to the cabin; your husband, in all his mother hen nature, doesn’t want you overheating or getting worn out.

This time, you’re happy to acquiesce –mostly because you’ve got something else on your mind.

“We should shower,” Piotr says as he ushers you into the blissfully air-conditioned interior of the cabin. “Best to clean lake water off skin.”

“Mhm,” you purr as you look your husband up and down; his swim trunks and cover up shirt are still damp, and they cling to his broad, muscular body in the most delightful ways. “We really should.”

Piotr catches the glint in your eyes and stops in his tracks. A slow, knowing grin spreads across his face. “I take it,” he murmurs as he puts his hands on your hips, “you have… ideas.”

“Oh, plenty of them.” You smirk when he tugs you closer, then trace the tip of your index finger over his chest. “And since the kids will be swimming for the next couple of hours, we have time to explore all of them.”

He sputters slightly, laughing. He shakes his head, then lowers his head to whisper in your ear. “This is not time for sex marathon, myshka.”

“On the contrary.” You slide your hands around his waist and squeeze his ass, grinning when he growls and pulls you flush against him. “I have the utmost faith in your stamina, love.” You kiss his jaw, then grab his hands and tug him towards the bathroom.

Piotr follows without hesitation.

…

The final day is slotted only for fun activities –competitive games, more swimming, and a bonfire in the evening for a hotdog and s'mores dinner.

“Alright, next up is the wooden skis challenge!” you announce as the teens catch their breath from a relay race around the cabin. “Teams of three; Mr. Summers and Mr. Wilson will help you get the skis on correctly,” you explain, gesturing to long, narrow wooden boards with three foot stirrups attached to each. “The race is from the cabin porch to the oak tree over there,” you continue, pointing to the tree –which is about twenty feet away—in question. “First team there wins some special chocolate for tonight’s bonfire.”

Kitty raises one hand. “What if, like, we just want to eat it?”

“You’ll have to divvy it out with your teammates,” you chuckle, “but, yes, you can eat your share beforehand.”

The teens waste no time in deciding on teams –and, in a surprise move that has all the adults raising their eyebrows at one another, Ellie, Yukio, and Kitty all team up together.

Here’s hoping this doesn’t end in a screaming match. You wait until the teams are all set and positioned in their skis by the porch. “Alright. Three… two… one… go!”

It’s hardly like a day at the races –unless one was racing turtles instead of horses. All of the teams lurch in place, sputtering, stumbling, and swearing in a few cases as they try to figure out how to get momentum going.

“Okay –there we go. Just like that!”

You watch, equal parts awestruck and impressed, as Ellie, Yukio, and Kitty start inching forward.

They’ve clearly got a strategy figured out. They’re standing shortest to tallest –Yukio in front, Kitty in the back—so everyone can see what’s in front of them. They’re holding onto the shoulders of the person in front of them, and Yukio has her arms outstretched as well for balance.

“We all need to lift at the same time,” Yukio says when they get stuck again.

“Left, then right,” Ellie decides. “Let’s go! Left… right… left… right…”

Slowly but surely, their team starts pulling out ahead of the others.

“I never thought I’d see the day,” Ororo murmurs to you as she watches the girls with a smile.

You chuckle and nod. “Who says miracles aren’t real.”

“Left! Right!” the girls chant in unison as they pick up speed.

“I think we’re coming up on that tree stump,” Kitty announces, craning her neck to one side to see ahead of them. “We’d probably be better off going around.”

“We could sidestep,” Yukio suggests. “One step to the left should give us enough clearance.”

“We need to move forward a few more feet so we’re past the ditch,” Ellie points out. She keeps a careful eye on the ground, then nods. “Okay –left side first!”

Alex sidles up next to you and Ororo, smirking. “They’re communicating better than some military operations I’ve taken part in.”

“Hey, don’t you know girls run the world?” you fire back, grinning.

Unsurprisingly, given their stellar performance, Ellie, Yukio, and Kitty win. They all cheer when they reach the oak tree miles ahead of the other team, then quickly work their feet loose from the stirrups so they can all hug each other.

“Congratulations!” You applaud along with the other adults. “Very nicely done.”

The girls tear into the first prize basket –which is just an assortment of various chocolate goodies—like a flock of vultures picking over carrion for the best bits.

“Can I have the dark chocolate?” Kitty asks as she sorts through the various treats. “Those have the best shot of being pareve.”

“Yeah, absolutely,” Ellie and Yukio answer before sorting any of the dark chocolate options out of their choices.

You smile and lean against your husband as he walks up behind you and puts his arms around your shoulders. “It’s one of nature’s miracles.”

Piotr chuckles. “Perhaps.”

“You think there’s another explanation?” you ask teasingly, tipping your head back so he can see his face.

He shrugs with a smile. “Victory is great motivator.” He nods to the three girls, who are also divvying out a few pieces to the other students in the spirit of good sportsmanship. “And so is chocolate.”

You laugh, then pat his arm as you go back to watching the teens haggle over candy. “Can’t argue with that.”

#sass writes #piotr rasputin x reader #let's kick off the new year right!#with a very timely late summer early fall camping trip fic slkdfjldsfjdlskfj #i'm craving warm weather can you tell #nathan summers x wade wilson #alexandra rasputin x nikolai rasputin #x men fanfiction #deadpool fanfiction

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egotheplanet · 3 years

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Deadpool 2 Headcanons: Reacting to S/O With Endometriosis

Request:

@justapanuwu could u plz do a one shit of headcanons with him, wade, NTW and maybe our lik cyborg with an s/o that bave endriometrosis

A/N: OMFG I LOVE THIS REQUEST BECAUSE I ACTUALLY HAVE ENDOMETRIOSIS THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING THIS

Wade Wilson:

- He has no idea you suffer from excruciating periods, let alone something so intense as endometriosis.

- One day, you’re both in the kitchen whipping up a snack together

- “Hey, reach up there and grab the plates. These chimichangas are pipin’ hot. Just like someone I know.” He says as you roll your eyes, obliging to his request.

- As you reach up, you feel a stretch in your abdomen that immediately turns into overwhelming pain.

- It radiates from your stomach to your back and into your legs. Your knees are the last to get hit, causing you to buckle and collapse on them.

- Wade is facing the microwave with oven mitts on, not realizing you’re on the ground since the machine beeps rapidly at him.

- You seethe and hold a hand to your stomach, anything— ANYTHING to curb the pain just a smidge.

- He turns while holding the steaming plate, his tongue hanging out as he concentrates.

- Once his eyes land on you, he looks down in confusion before it shifts into concern.

- “Uh.. You’re not supposed to have that reaction till AFTER you eat the chimi’s.”

- You look up, feigning a glare before the pain finally subsides to a dull and bearable ache.

- You clamber back to your feet, wiping yourself off.

- “I’m fine. Foods done? Sounds great.” You smile warmly, quickly getting the plates as you were before.

- He looks you over slowly while putting the hot plate down, the oven mitts touching you gently.

- “You sure you’re good? I’m the one with healing powers but that recovery was so fast it seems too good to be true. What’s going on?”

- You shake your head nonchalantly and plate your food, walking away with your head held high.

- “Cramps.”

- He huffs slightly. “Guess some cramps don’t cramp your style.”

Colossus:

- “You must work on your flexibility, Y/N. You will get caught like fly in trap!” His voice booms across the training mat.

- Your spar session with NTW was NOT going your way today.

- Despite not even being on your period, your endo decided to make itself known today.

- The cramps and nausea were really starting to get to you, no matter what over the counter relievers you popped.

- It was stiffening your body and preventing you from performing at your top condition.

- After landing harshly on your back for seemingly the umpteenth time in the last thirty minutes, you slammed your fist on the mat angrily.

- Ellie extended her hand out to you, knowing already of your suffering since you shared living quarters.

- Just as you get to your feet, you let out a piercing cry and fall onto one knee.

- She holds your arm to keep you from fully falling over and shoots a look at Piotr.

- You can hear his thunderous footsteps as he approaches, hands on your back

- “What happened? Must we go to the clinic?” His voice is frazzled and concern ebbs through.

- “N-No, it’ll pass.. Just give me a moment.” You push the words out through your teeth, sitting and slapping their hands away.

- You close your eyes and focus on breathing before realizing the pain wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.

- You growl and jump back onto your feet.

- “Forget it, let’s just keep going.”

- “Fuck that, you should be in bed today and you know that.” NTW quips from in front of you, crossing her arms and glaring at you in a caring manner.

- Colossus gasps, “You have been feeling ill, Y/N? You said nothing!”

- You resume your training stance, steeling your gaze.

- “It’s no big deal, I’m working through it my own way.”

- NTW can’t help the slight smirk that crawls onto her face.

- Colossus frowns, glaring down at you.

- He ponders for a moment and then sighs, going back to his position of spotting.

- “Fine. But don’t overdo it. Who knows? Perhaps this training will be helpful. You never know when pain will come. And you can push through?” He asks gently, you nod. He smirks proudly. “You and Wade never do listen to me.. Resume!”

NTW:

- Movie nights with El are a godsend.

- Not only is her taste in film impeccable, but her snack combos are divine.

- Though tonight the mere smell of popcorn is sending your stomach into backflips.

- Not the good ones she usually gives you, either.

- She notices immediately as she struts back into the living room, your face paling as the scent wafts in your direction.

- “Y/N? What’s wrong?” She pops some into her mouth.

- You turn your head quickly, the aversion sending you to your feet.

- You think to yourself, ‘Why now? Seriously?!’

- She puts the bowl down and before you know it, your vision tunnels and you see her leaning over you. The image is blurry and everything sounds like you’re underwater.

- When you come to again, mere moments later, you notice Ellie is holding your head up on her lap while your feet are propped up on the couch.

- “What the hell is going on with you? You just fainted out of no where!”

- The nausea now gone and replaced with a gnawing pain in your lower back and upper thighs, you groan and stand up.

- “Whoa, whoa! Sit the hell back down, Y/N!” She rushes back to you, hands on your sides to keep you steady.

- You shake your head and grab some popcorn, popping it into your mouth like she did minutes before.

- “What? You act like you’ve never seen someone with endometriosis before.” You shrug and sit back in your spot.

- “Oh! This is a good scene!” You smirk and pat the seat beside you.

- She shakes her head, sitting back beside you. Taking the bowl from your lap and keeping it on hers, her eyes go from you to the tv.

- “I’m dating a masochist.”

Cable:

- This man had a whole wife, so he’s no stranger to periods or menstrual pain in general.

- But endometriosis is a whole ‘nother ballgame.

- Sure, in the future there’s tons of medical advancements you just can’t get.

- But this is still unfamiliar territory for the man.

- As you both walk the grounds, taking in the fresh air after Wade figuratively blew up the bathroom (as opposed to when he did it literally a week ago), you try to ignore the oncoming warning of pain signals your nerves send your brain.

- This is the first real date you’ve had with Nathan and you don’t want your condition to get in the way.

- He gently takes your hand in his own, halting the walk to look into your eyes for a moment.

- He almost smiles but stops himself when you seemingly trip over nothing, ending up on the grass on your face.

- You grumble angrily, sitting up with blades of grass sticking to your face.

- A blush of slight embarrassment flushes your cheeks and he takes no time falling onto his ass to be beside you.

- He grumbles grouchily about the pain in his ass before turning to you. You can tell he did it to keep you from being embarrassed.

- Chivalry. Ugh.

- “I like the view from down here, how bout you?” He asks softly, avoiding asking what happened but clearly hinting at it.

- “Yeah, can’t beat it.” You avoid the same as him. “I just hope this isn’t Beasts litter box we’re sitting in.”

- He groans and stands back up, offering you a hand up.

- You smile and take it, the pain numbing as if he’s the strongest form of morphine.

- His hands gently pick the grass off your face.

- “You gonna tell me what hurts or am I going to have to carry your stubborn ass back inside?” He smiles lightly, your chests touching.

- You look up and tilt your head side to side as if to visibly think it over.

- “Carry me?” You look up at him, eyes twinkling in the sunlight.

- He shakes his head, sighing and throwing you over his shoulder.

- You yelp, not expecting this type of hold.

- He walks back home slowly, eyes trying not to peer at your ass.

- Simply cannot contain himself from giving you a light smack on the butt

- You gasp, happy for a new type of pain to replace the old.

#Deadpool #Wade Wilson x Reader #deadpool x reader #Colossus x Reader #Piotr Rasputin x Reader #NTW x reader #Ellie phimister x reader #Cable x reader #Nathan summers x reader #Deadpool imagine #marvel

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moonlit-imagines · 3 years

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warnings:

a/n: just realized i never posted this despite finishing it days ago

requested by anonymous

“Be careful, y/n.” Negasonic told you just as you offered to save the day head-on. You stripped your team jacket off to reveal a plain white undershirt and tossed the jacket back to her.

“I’ll sure try.” You teased and started walking, jogging, sprinting towards imminent danger and Ellie was fighting the urge to chew her fingernails.

“Y/N!” She yelled and caught the attention of everyone. “I love you!” Nearly everyone’s jaws dropped, but you had just smiled at her, stopping in your tracks.

“I—” A burst of fire interrupted your confession, so there was no time for a cinematic moment. “I love you, too!” You went on your way and left the team in the dust, and Deadpool with Negasonic. He had so much to say about that, but all he managed was:

“She’s got a heart after all.” He poked the side of her face and she smacked his hand away from her.

“Shut the hell up.”

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#marvel #marvel imagine #marvel x reader #xmen #xmen x reader #xmen imagine #ellie phimister #ellie phimister x reader #ellie phimister imagine #negasonic teenage warhead x reader #negasonic teenage warhead imagine #negasonic teenage warhead

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clarkimagines · 4 years

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Being Wade Wilson’s Daughter and Dating Ellie Phimister:

Requested by anonymous

The two of you meet through your father; Ellie doesn’t realize you’re related at first

(She’s too distracted by how attractive you are to even consider that you might be related to Deadpool)

Unlike your father’s unnecessary comments, she finds your quips cute and even funny

You’re drawn to how totally badass Ellie is and her unique sense of style

Deadpool makes an offhand comment about bring your kid to work day, and Ellie finally makes the connection

Luckily for you, she’s too far gone for you to be deterred by your unfortunate lineage; she definitely does a double-take though

Wade notices how the two of you are looking at each other and teases you to no end about it, but he definitely ships it

And he’s so happy when you bring Ellie home

Ellie’s still annoyed by your dad, but she puts up with him just for you

The two of you go to the movies together all the time, and to different restaurants

The two of you are a fearsome combination in a fight; you’re always trying to one-up each other and you’ve saved each other more times than you can count

Ellie acts like she’s not big on pda, but she secretly loves it when you hold her hand or put an arm around her waist, or kiss her in public

She lets you borrow her jackets

#ellie phimister #wade wilson #deadpool #ellie phimister imagine #ellie phimister x reader #wade wilson x reader #wade wilson imagine #deadpool imagine #deadpool x reader #headcanons imagine

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queen-of-screams · 4 years

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OMG can you do a negasonic teenage warhead x y/n!?! Thanks I love your work

Thank you! Sorry this took so long. My body is trying to slowly kill me :)

Negasonic Teenage Warhead dating headcanons

Wade ships it.

Everyone ships it.

She’s not that into PDA but is chill with some hand holding and the occasional kiss.

Surprisingly cuddly in private.

You’re really close. There’s no secrets between you two.

She’s surprisingly open about her feelings and encourages you to be the same.

She’s really good at giving you advice when you need it.

She really cares for you.

You mean the world to her.

You guys probably have a shared instagram filled with photos of the two of you.

You spend pretty much everyday together.

She’s really good at planning dates that are perfect for you.

You often listen to music together. Through a speaker or by sharing headphones.

She’s super supportive of you.

Family problems? Congratulations! You’ve been adopted by x-force!

Need support at an event? She’ll bring as many people from the mansion as possible to cheer for you!

Anyone who insults you will have to get through her.

And wade.

He cares just a little to much.

You’ll have to learn to deal with wade.

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leolupus · 4 years

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The Last Of Us Au (1/4)

Synopsis: Due to circumstances, Ellie Phimister and Yashida Yukio are suddenly tasked with transferring (Y/N) (L/N) to the Fireflies in hope of a cure for the fungal plague.

Prologue

Ellie, Yukio, and (Y/N) were born within the time period (perhaps a few years) of the apocalypse. However, (Y/N)’s mother was infected sometime before (Y/N) was born.

Your father was able to find sanctuary with the Fireflies for both yours and his safety. It was a good few years before your father died, his dying wish to a friend (who’s the leader) was for you to be safe. His friend, Marley sent you to a military school, making sure to keep tabs on you.

The only thing you have left of your parents is a cassette player and a few of their mixed tapes. Batteries are scarce, so you only listens to them when you’re overwhelmed to calm yourself down.

Ellie eventually end up under the care of Piotr. Under his guidance, she learned how to survive the world they were born in.

Yukio was saved by Yashida Ichirō, who adopted her as his granddaughter. The two live outside the quarantine city that Ellie and Piotr resides in, the pair meeting up from time to time.

(20 years since the apocalypse started)

Summer

Due to unfortunate event with a friend, both of you end up being infected. The two of you decided to turn together... Your friend turned before you did and (due to survivor guilt) you are still waiting for your turn.

Under Piotr’s supervision, Ellie is prepping for her first smuggling mission from the leader of the Fireflies, which so happened to be escorting you.

You didn’t make a first good impression, mostly to Ellie considering you almost knifed her if it wasn’t for Piotr stopping you. To be fair, you thought she was out to kill Marley, who was injured at the time.

While Marley is taking Piotr to the the supplies that are promised in exchange of smuggling you, Ellie is in charged of looking after you. To say the least, Ellie isn’t happy about it (Can you blame her? You did tried to stab her) and is suspicious about what make you special that needed to smuggled out of the quarantined city.

Later that night, Piotr returns with news that the deal was real, and that Marley is safe. The three slowly made their way out of the city. You’re excited to finally be outside. Unfortunately, they were ambushed by a couple of soldiers.

When one of them went to scan you, you surprise attack him before Ellie tackles him. Piotr attacked the other soldier, who was too distracted with Ellie.

The two was able to kill the soldiers while you are in shock about what just happened. Piotr went to investigate the scanner to find out that you were infected and told Ellie. Ellie is pissed off about the idea of Marley setting them up while Piotr try understand from your point of view.

You tried explaining how you’ve been bitten weeks ago while others who are bitten turns within two days. Ellie’s calling bullshit while Piotr is unsure. Before long, the three of you are on the run from the military.

In the end, the two escort you to the rendezvous with the Fireflies. However, it turns out the military got to them first and that Piotr was bitten during one of the fights with the infected. He convinced Ellie by comparing his and your bite mark that your immunity is the real deal.

Piotr told her to take you to some guy named Wade while he buys you two some time to escape. You were reluctant to leave him behind, but escaped with Ellie as he took down a few soldiers before being killed.

With Ellie in charge, the two of you travel to a town because she knows someone who could get her a vehicle.

Once in the town, the two of you meet up with Yukio. After an interesting introduction of her checking the two of you for bites (Granted, Yukio was skeptical about you being immune, but trusts Ellie) along with you nearly beating her before Ellie stops you, Yukio gives news to Ellie that Ichirō passed away sometime ago. Fortunately, he trained her in everything she needs to know, like how to work a car for example.

Yukio joins the two of you in the end after getting the parts needed to get a car working, mostly because her and Ellie have history together... making you feel like the third-wheel of the road trip.

To say the least, you and Ellie don’t get along. It’s a slow burn of becoming friends, but there’s time where you argue. Yukio, after getting to know her, is actually nice. She’s the mediator of the trio, the peacekeeper between you and Ellie.

You spend most of the trip either sleeping or reading some comic books you found. To say the least, you hate cliffhangers; so it is now your goal to find the rest of the series. Other times, you listen to some of you parents’ music to calm down after a heated argument with Ellie.

The drive was pretty much calm, besides the verbal fights between you and Ellie from time to time. At least until the three of you were ambushed by bandits when passing through a city.

The three of you are on the run from these bandits within the cities. Luckily, the three of you were able to lose them. Along the way, the three of you run into two survivors. Unfortunately, the bandits have the exits to the city guarded, making it impossible to escape. However, since said bandits are after you three, they’re scattered searching for you.

So, the plan the five of you made was to wait until night and use the darkness to your advantage to sneak pass the bandits.

The plan was somewhat a success, but the two survivors (who got separated) left the three of you behind in the process. Well, you could’ve gone with them, but chose to stay with Ellie and Yukio.

The three of you managed to escape the city and bandits successfully.... which involves jumping off a bridge that you initiated with Ellie and Yukio following you.

Yukio was able to get you to shore, but not Ellie. Luckily, one of the survivors you met returns (follow by the other) and jumps in the river to save Ellie.

An argument about the two abandoning them with Ellie almost shooting them, but after the two explain their reasoning (worries about the other safety), continued their journey together.

The five of you make it to a suburbs, saw a few feral dogs along the way, before encountering another group of bandits.

Your group was able to fend them off, but the gunshots attracted infected toward you. All of you were able to escape to a safe house and able to get some rest.

You thought everyone made it out safely. The following morning, one the the survivors was infected and turned over night. The other survivor killed him before killing themselves out of guilt.

To be continued.... Fall

#tlou #the last of us #tlou fanfiction #the last of us fanfiction #yukiosonic #yukisonic x reader #negasonic teenage warhead x reader #negasonic teenage warhead imagine #ellie phimister x reader #ellie phimister imagine #yukio x reader #yukio imagine #w|w imagine #w|w x reader #sapphic fanfic #polyamorus imagine #polyamorus headcanons

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crazyfreckledginger · 6 years

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“What are you trying to say El?” I asked her again, not completely understanding her point. She took a deep breath before continuing.

“I can see a future, one that goes further that friends (Y/N). I cherish our friendship, but I want it to go even further - if you would agree...”

Requests Are Open

#ellie phimister #ellie phimister x reader #ellie phimister imagine #imagine ellie phimister #negasonic teenage warhead #negasonic teenage warhead imagine #negasonic teenage warhead x reader #imagine negasonic teenage warhead #deadpool #deadpool x reader #deadpool imagine #imagine #marvel #marvel x reader #mavel imagine #imagine marvel

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littlebosleepmusings · 6 years

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“Ice” Part One (Negasonic x Reader)

Summary: After being rescued from homelessness by a man made of steel, you are brought to the Xavier’s mansion to live. You become enamoured by a moody girl with a strange name. Too bad she doesn’t make getting to know her very easy.

Pairing: Negasonic Teenage Warhead x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 736(?)

A/N: Negasonic is around 18/19. Not 15 or underage. Reader is about that age too.

The rain was beating down heavily, leaving your clothes and body soaked. On such a cold night, you wish you had some place to go, but after what happened three nights ago, your options were limited. All you know is that you can’t go back. Not to him. Sleeping on a rain soaked bench was heaven compared to what awaits you if you return.

Suddenly, you feel a large shadow looming over you. You are terrified of who it may be. Teeth chattering, you slowly glance up. You are surprised to see an extremely tall man whose skin seems to be made of chrome. Was that his mutation?

“You must be Y/N,” the man announces in a thick accent that sounds Russian or Serbian. How does he know your name? Did Augustine send him? His disposition is cheerful, but you’ve learned that doesn’t mean much when it comes people.

“You know me?” you question him, warily.

“A friend tells me you are in need of help.”

A friend? You take a quick, but cautious glance around at your surroundings,so you will know where to run if you needed to. Was it even possible to run from him?

“Charles Xavier,” The man continues. “Have you heard of him?”

You feel a small smile forming on your face. You know exactly who that is. You heard all about Charles Xavier and his school for mutants. Most mutants had. You just didn’t think that it was a possibility for you. Maybe things will get better after all.

The steel man places a smooth hand on your shoulder. “My name is Colossus and you don’t have to worry. You are safe now.”

Your name: submit What is this?

When you get to the mansion, it’s early morning, but Colossus can see how exhausted you are so he gives you a room and lets you sleep right away. It’s a room in a quiet hall close to the bathroom. No one bothers you as you get in a well needed shower first. You doubt there was even anyone around. After waking, you walk downstairs where you happen to run into Colossus again.

“Y/N. How was the sleep?” he asks loudly.

“Good,” you reply.

“Are you thirsty?” He leads you into the kitchen and grabs you a bottle of juice from the fridge

“Hungry?” he asks.

You nod.

“Good. Lunch will be ready soon. Finish your drink and meet me in the front hall, when you are ready. I have someone I want you to meet.”

Colossus leaves the kitchen, but you can still hear him speak out in the hall.

“Negasonic, there you are,” He calls out happily. “We have new recruit.”

“OK. What does that have to do with me,” you hear a voice say.

“She is around your age. You could help her to get settled.”

You finish your juice and put the cup in the sink. Nothing left to do but make yourself known to whoever Colossus wants you to meet. You cautiously walk into the front hall.

Due to his size, it’s impossible to see the figure standing in front of Colossus, but after coming up on his side, you see a girl is in front of him. She sports buzzed black hair and a septum piercing.

“Y/N, this is El-”

“Negasonic Teenage Warhead,” the girl says, cutting him off. You were a little taken aback, by the name, but it wasn’t unusual to hear such unique code names. And to be honest, it was fitting. Kinda cool.

You smile to be friendly and to be honest it was nice to meet someone with no idea about your past or what you had gone through in the last few weeks.

Colossus places a hand on the girl’s shoulder. “I leave you two to get to know each other, OK?”

Once he leaves, you and the girl are left standing there alone. You start thinking of things to talk about with her, but after a second the girl just says, “I’ve got to go,” as as she turns on her heels and heads upstairs.

#negasonic teenage warhead #ellie phimister #negasonic x reader #deadpool #brianna hildebrand #ellie phimister x reader #deadpool imagine #imagines

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negasonicimagines · 3 months

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Snow Day

request: Okay so reader and Ellie has been dating for a while and been keeping it a secret. But deadpool being deadpool realizes something is going on and drags/forces Colossus with him to spy on reader and Ellie(not in a creepy way, Deadpool even brought pop corn). Anyways the date goes on and reader and Ellie goes in for a kiss, but Deadpool has a typical cinematic *insert funny joke here*moment and spoils it. Ellie becomes aware of his presence and gets a bit mad while reader can't help but laugh.

synopsis: You and Ellie hide in plain sight, or so you think.

warnings & notes: mentions of suicide, allusions to bdsm — AKA a typical fic with Deadpool in it. F/A = Favorite Animal

You understand why it has to be this way. You’re not a civilian by any means, but you’re not as high-profile as your girlfriend or the team she’s a part of. Going public with your relationship would only make her biggest weakness public, which would put you in the crosshairs of anyone with a bone to pick with the X-Men.

In the quiet times, though, the two of you sneak into a small town and pretend to be a normal couple. You look forward to that… Well, this, actually. It’s happening right now as the two of you sip on overpriced vegan hot chocolate on a park bench on a snowy evening after a short-feeling long day of checking out all the small businesses and eating at a couple of the restaurants.

“How’s work been?” she asks. Both of you wish this wasn’t so awkward, but it’s the first time you’ve seen each other in person in a while, at least, the first time in a while where you didn’t have to pretend to be mere acquaintances.

“Oh, y’know… Filling system’s done, finally. We’re thinking about punch cards, since we noticed there’s a lot of repeat clients.”

“Really?”

“Well, I suggested it and Jessica didn’t throw an empty whiskey bottle at my head, so…”

Ellie snorts.

“Wow, so it’s pretty much guaranteed.”

“What about you? Can I expect to get some ink anytime soon?” you wonder.

“Has it been that long? I’m still on my apprentice split, but I’ve been allowed to tattoo real people for a little while now.”

“That’s great, babe! I’m so proud of you. Show me pictures!” You enthusiastically reply.

Ellie sheepishly gets out her phone, swiping through the album of all her tattoos. You gasp at an illustrative one of a tiger with swirling stippled lines and gentle shadows. It’s hauntingly beautiful.

“Wait, that’s fucking sick; do you think you could do that with F/A?”

“Yeah, for sure. You want me to? Like, you trust me with that? You know it’s permanent, right?”

“Um… Yes? There’s literally no one I trust more than you,” you remind her. She smiles in response and as rare as her smiling is— really, you should take the time to admire it —all you want to do whenever she smiles is kiss her. You lean closer, wordlessly asking permission.

Her smile gets wider before she leans in, too.

“Oh my fucking god, just kiss already!” a man pops out from a tree behind you and shouts, and the lightbulbs of every single lamp post within a 50-foot radius shatter with your surprise. Thankfully, the sun hasn’t fully set yet, so everyone can still see. You press a hand to your chest, trying to catch your breath.

“What the fuck, Wade?” Ellie asks. She knows that guy? Well, that’s a bit of a relief compared to the alternative.

“Language!” Colossus scolds, ambling out from behind a much larger tree. “Ah, Miss L/N! How are you? It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you.”

“Doing well, thanks, despite the heart attack Ellie’s friend just gave me,” you say with a chuckle. It’s kind of funny now that you know you’re not in danger.

“He’s not my friend,” Ellie quickly corrects you.

“We’re besties, actually!” Wade insists. “Does the friendship bracelet I made you mean nothing?”

“He made you a friendship bracelet?” you coo half-sarcastically, giggling even more.

“This isn’t funny. We get one date a week if we’re lucky, and we’re not lucky. What the hell, dude?”

“Oh, c’mon, don’t make me the bad guy! You were the one being all squirrelly and secretive! Piotr and I just wanted to find out what unfortunate girl you tricked into dating you. I’ll say, Pinkie Pie’s cute, but you totally upgraded. And you, holy shit, daddy issues much? You’ve got a type! How’s Jessica doing, huh?”

“She’s my boss,” you argue. “Wait, how do you know that?”

“Uh, hello, it’s me! Deadpool?”

“Oh. Sorry, didn’t recognize you without all the kinky getup.”

“It’s not kinky!” he protests, throwing his bucket of popcorn into the air. The buttery kernels fall faster than the snow.

“Then what are all those buckles and loops for?” you wonder.

“Utility!” he squeals, clipping a carabiner to one to prove it. “You’re really not disproving the whole daddy issues thing here!”

“I’ll let the fact that the allegations are coming from a man who’s using the term ‘daddy issues’ to disparage me, even though it says more about my father, speak for itself,” you reply sweetly.

“Whoa, hey, no disparaging happening here! I have daddy issues, too! But we have to be self-aware. We deserve better. She’s mean!”

“Only to those who lack self-awareness,” you remark.

He gasps.

“You’re mean, too! Is that why your daddy left?”

You resist the urge to make an incredibly inappropriate joke, especially in front of Colossus. You stifle a laugh as you and Ellie share a look.

“Ew!” he screeches. “Oh my god, I’m gonna be sick. I’ve known Ellie since she was, like, twelve-”

“Seventeen,” Ellie interjects.

“-and she’s like a little sister to me, you sick perv!”

“I hope you don’t actually have a younger sister, if this is how you treat her,” Ellie remarks. “Anyways, her dad’s dead, so stop being a dick.”

“Well, he did kill himself, so you could be right… Maybe it was because of me,” you turn to him and say solemnly, before turning back to Ellie and giving her a wink before you start to sniffle, covering your face so he won’t see that you’re laughing and not sobbing.

“Oh my god!” Wade exclaims, rushing over to the bench. He puts a hand on your shaking shoulder. “I didn’t- Shit, I’m sorry!” He retracts his hand, and judging by his muffled voice, both of them are over his mouth in embarrassment. “I- Oh, I suck. I suck so bad! I’m sorry. I’m sure you’re very nice under normal circumstances, I’m just a jerk who crashed your date. Please don’t cry!”

You start to feel a little bad for him, so you uncover your face to reveal that you’re laughing.

“Okay, now that you’ve admitted it, can you two please leave so we can enjoy what’s left of the day?” you ask with a grin.

“Of course,” Colossus says, plucking Wade from the ground like a flower. “Let’s go, Wade.”

“You evil little-! You two are a perfect match!” he calls out to you as he wrestles his unwilling accomplice.

“Oh, man. That was good,” you chuckle. “Now, back to our regularly scheduled programming.”

The two of you share a kiss.

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3rdgymbros · 7 years

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I Will Be There

A/N: Okay, this is kind of a trial run. I forgot how gay I was for Negasonic Teenage Warhead, so I decided to post one of my reader insert one-shots on tumblr to see how this goes. This story is a NEGASONIC X READER. Please leave a comment to let me know how I did!

When you want to avoid the rest of humanity, you typically take refuge in the attic of the X-Mansion, armed with nothing but your guitar. It’s cold and musty, but it’s quiet, which is a nice change from playing in the den, with people swarming all around you, chattering so loudly that you can’t even hear the piece from Le Carnaval des Animaux that you’ve been practicing. Shivers break down your body. Spider webs hang like tinsel from the ceiling and a thick coat of dust makes your nose twitch. You try the light switch. A lamp emits a soft glow, one made even dimmer by the dense layer of dust on the shade. Heavy masculine chairs are scattered around, and easels of stretched canvas with half finished landscapes on them face the windows. The back wall has built in shelves filled with dusty old textbooks, and the stash of novels that you’ve smuggled out from the library. You sit on the stuffed chair and unpack your instrument. Callused fingers gently caress the wood and its bridge, which years of playing have worn smooth. You fumble your way through “The Swan”, playing until your fingers are blue and stiff from the cold, and then you keep on playing. Until you are lost in the music. Until you become the music – the notes and chords, the melody and harmony. It hurts, but it’s okay, because when you’re the music, you’re not you. Not sad. Not afraid. Not guilty. Not desperate. You finish playing “The Swan”, and are shakily strumming your way through “Yellow” when you hear the soft tread of rubber, muffled by the thick red carpet underfoot. Instantly, the song flowing out from the tips of your fingers stutters to an abrupt halt. Tensing, your eyes dart nervously about the room, wondering if you can duck into a quiet corner to escape whoever has invaded your little sanctuary. Then the door eases open, spilling a wedge shaped patch of light inside, and you see a pair of black motorcycle boots hovering at the threshold, as if debating whether to come in. Your gut rings the itty-bitty panic bell. The girl who strides inside is unfamiliar, considering that you’ve only been here for about two days or so, and have yet to meet all the staff and students who reside in the mansion. She’s of average height, about a head or so taller than you, with soft, milky skin, and bright hazel eyes ringed with kohl. A Dresden doll in witch’s clothing, she’s wearing a black sheer T-Shirt over a worn gray thermal undershirt; and under that, a pair of jeans that look like they will fall apart with one more wash cycle. Her dark hair is close-cropped, shaved close to her head, and numerous earrings glitter in her ears. You watch her with eyes of prey, wide and frightened, ready to bolt at a moment’s notice, instinct wanting you to ensure that you can escape any situation. She says nothing, merely parks herself on a chair at the other end of the room, her thumbs tapping out a series of beeps on her phone. You assume that she’s playing a game; deeply engrossed, the girl doesn’t look up, contemplating the reflective surface with a frown. A pucker appears in between her forehead, and frown parentheses bracket her mouth. Your spine is ramrod straight. Maybe she won’t notice you if you stand still. You try to blend in with the furniture. You take shallow breaths. That’s how rabbits survive; they freeze in the presence of predators. She isn’t going to notice you. You’re not here – she can’t see you standing here in your raggedy thrift-store clothes. But of course, your luck doesn’t hold up. She tips her head towards you, breaking the silence as she snaps her gum. “Know any other songs?” Panic claws at your insides, forcing your powers that sleep deep within to the surface. A crack begins to slither down the skylight before it shatters, shards of glass raining down onto the floor. Clean, cold air pours into the musty room, and the girl blinks, the only sign that she’s been caught off guard. The bunny bolts, practically leaving a trail of dust in its wake. It isn’t until that you’re hidden in a quiet corner that you realize you’ve left your guitar and music scores behind.

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leah-halliwell92 · 5 years

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Annoying or Adorable

Summary: Soulmates are identify each other by the words written on their wrists and–blah blah blah! Hey Writer! Make me shmexy!!!

You were the only non-mutant in the school. Colossus said it built character and showed the younger mutants that while yes there are bad people in the world that didn't posses powers, it doesn't mean that all non-mutants are that way. You teach music, its really amazing how many of the kids are willing to try and find themselves in their own little world when they find something they like. You were in the middle of a cleaning up after the last class when Ellie walked in her electric guitar in tow.

"What's wrong?" You asked the clearly annoyed teenager.

"Douchepool," was all she said and started strumming on the chords.

You laugh at that and continued on picking up the sheet music that was set out.

"What do the words on your wrist say?" she asked and you looked up to see her running a finger over the words on her own wrist.

You shook your head at that and said, "I think I may have been a joke."

She furrowed her brow, "Why?"

"The words on my wrist aren't just words, they are the lyrics of a song," you said sadly.

"Well that's cliche," she said somewhat sarcastically.

You laugh with a nod.

"So what did Wade do now?" You asked sitting across from the girl.

She gave a sigh, "Fucker wants to have a party here at the manor and Colossus didn't say no. Said something about it being good to 'let loose' every once in a while."

You had to give it to Colossus a party would not be a bad idea. You weren't so sure leaving Wade to plan for it was a good idea though.

"We'll just have to hope the manor is still standing by the time the party's over won't we," you say with a small laugh making the other girl laugh along with you.

-//-//-

The party was in full swing and you couldn't help but laugh along with something Al said about Wade and all the stunts he's pulled through the years.

"All right everyone its time for everyone's favorite sport...KARAOKE!" Wade said into a mike.

"Karaoke isn't a sport asshole!" Ellie yelled from the dance floor.

"Zip it Sinéad! The best part is that we'll all be singing to those we think could be our soulmates!"

The room groaned but complied thinking it would be fun anyway.

Everyone sang and a few of them had gotten paired off after being introduced and you smiled at them not helping the feeling of jealousy that coursed through you at the thought of that never being you.

Wade's up next and you rolled your eyes at all the sick jokes he made at the expense of those that were paired and pairing off. It wasn't until he started singing that you took a pause.

'You're the meaning in my life

You're the inspiration!'

He approached you mask off and in what he calls baby clothes before picking you up and taking you to the room Colossus had installed for him.

"What's this for Wade?" You asked with a laugh.

"Had to greet my future baby mama somehow," he said with a wide smile, "And I had to make sure you know that I'm serious about you and me together."

An honest answer with out a sick joke...not bad.

"I guess we'll have to see where this goes won't we," you say with a saucy grin.

"That's more like it," he said and but you on the floor before picking you up again and wrapping your legs around his waist as he worked off your dress.

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moonlit-imagines · 3 years

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warnings: death/kidnapping

a/n:

requested by anonymous

The echo of a massive explosion told you she was here. You even let out a laugh when you heard it. “What’s so funny?” Your captor asked you before slapping you upside the head. Unfortunately, your legs and arms were both bound to this rickety old chair.

“You’re fucked, dude.” You raised your chin and motioned toward the door. Cautiously, he moved to the heavy duty steel door that blocked the exit, but it was blown off seconds later, flying to the opposite wall of the room with him behind it. “That man is dead.” You nodded before looking to the bare doorframe and seeing your girlfriend walk through a cloud of smoke. “Hi, Ellie.” You smiled at her calmly and she ran to your aid.

“Finally, I found you!” She rushed to untie you and the moment you were free you stood from the seat and eagerly wrapped your arms around her. “I was so worried about you.”

“I knew you’d come for me.”

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cammys-imagines24 · 5 years

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Imagine~

Being Negasonic Teenage Warhead's S/O, and her constantly texting you even in the middle of a fight.

"Oh no, by all means finish your texting your girlfriend, Sinead O'Connor. It's not like we're in the middle of something here. I swear if I didn't ship you two so much I'd be way more pissed off-"

Deadpool said, turning back to face their opponent who was getting more furious by the second.

"Yeah, um, bad guy we're gonna need a moment. Don't want Y/N to feel ignored here."

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egotheplanet · 5 years

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To New Beginnings (Colossus x Reader)

Request: Could you pretty please do a colossus fic where reader and wade are super close friends, they go way back.. so wade calls her in for back up during a battle where wade, NTW, and Piotr are kinda getting their asses kicked. And reader is so badass and powerful and colossus has complete heart eyes @ her.

Warnings: Wade Wilson and depictions of violence

Word Count: 3,126

His heavy breathing echoed alongside the equally gasping (and comically dressed) heroes beside him. As cheesy as it sounds, they always knew how to come together and save the day! Even during last minute rescues, their rag-tag team pulled through. No matter the cost. The cost usually being a limb or two at Wades expense.

But this time, the tide seemed to be turning and it was clearly not in their favor.

Negasonic Teenage Warhead— or Ellie as everyone recently began referring— laid belly up a few feet away from him. Her skin was busted open above her brow and leaking blood at an alarming rate. Even the invincible Deadpool himself seemed to be twisted into a shape he couldn’t get out of without the help of his combustible friend. Yukio was still standing alongside the cyborg who was very enamored with the task of rebuilding his futuristic weapon. Domino had the beasts attention while the team quickly recuperated and came up with a new plan.

Colossus had to think. Fast.

His team was losing.

This wasn’t the first time they went up against the Juggernaut. No, they were seasoned fighters when it came to the big guy. This was the SECOND time their adversary had the severe misfortune of being in their sights. After the whole ordeal at the orphanage, the chosen family left hastily to revel in their triumph. But their one mistake came back to haunt them. They never caught and locked Juggernaut up. Upon hearing his havoc resumed soon after their departure, they felt responsible for his latest atrocities. This guilt plagued Colossus the most.

Earlier that morning

“This is what fighting dirty gets you!” His deep voice reverberated through the dining room as he strode in to interrupt everyone’s breakfast.

“Good morning to you too. What’s the matter? Out of tiny self help books?” Wade paused for a beat, slightly flinching as he awaited the clap-back. “Get it? Because you usually spend your morning meditating in your room— okay what’s wrong? You’re usually choking me by now.”

Colossus stomped over to the small television which sat atop the kitchen counter and pressed the power button. Blank static which signals the TVs awakening quickly fades out as the sound of a breaking news report becomes louder.

“The Juggernaut can now be seen stomping across the street and into the car dealership, ripping through anything in his way—“ the volume is cut off as Colossus presses mute and shifts to stand in front of the screen.

His arms cross in front of his chest and the team know they’re in for a lecture.

“The Juggernaut is loose because we did not complete job! It is our fault for fighting dirty and not putting him back in ice box where he belongs.” This inspires everyone to send accusatory looks to the red-suited trouble maker at the head of the table.

“He’s right, Wade. We were quick to fight and just as quick to get out. If we had tired him out with the help of the proper authorities, we could have gotten him back into custody.” Ellie’s calm but judging demeanor was starting to get under the mercs skin.

“And? Everyone got out in one piece!”

“This time.” Russell muttered into his spoonful of Cap’n Crunch.

“Hey!” Wade pointed a finger to the robust teen, “I thought we agreed to never bring that up again.”

“That is enough!” Everyone jolted and turned their attention to the most responsible of the team. “We have mission. Stop Juggernaut and put him back in the hands of the law.” Piotr turned the tv off as he began to head towards the kitchen. “Suit up! We leave in ten minutes.”

Current time

Domino slid beneath and between the behemoths legs in a final attempt to escape. Cain’s massive hand barely grazed her as she ran away. She was starting to feel like her luck was running out.

They’ve been fighting ‘clean’ for hours now and Wade’s patience was wearing thin. If they had just gone with what he suggested, they’d all be home now watching Cheers in their socks-n-crocs.

Luck can only carry the team so far when their exhaustion was growing stronger than their opponent. Unlucky for them, Juggernaut seemed just as energetic and deadly as usual.

Wade raised his recently freed hands in the air and clapped them together. He and Cable nodded at each other, clearly some sort of signal. Cable ran into action so the team could huddle and discuss what their next course of action should be.

Colossus opened his mouth to give orders but Wade beat him to the punch.

“I’m gonna call in reinforcements. This is our last chance to save the whole mission and our precious, precious bodies from being ripped in half.” His masked gaze traveled up from the dirt to Colossus. “Or at least save you from getting a dent you can’t buff out. Okay! Break on three and keep Fuckernaut busy till she shows up! Got it?”

Everyone exchanged nervous looks but their overwhelming exhaustion was offering no choice but to hear him out.

When have any of Wades plans ever worked out without someone dying? Colossus could count the occasions on one hand. Hell, half of one.

“No, we finish this right, Wade! No repeats of last time.” Colossus bargained and glanced up from their huddle to see Cable get knocked to the ground.

NTW piped up with her opinion after silently debating with Yukio. Just a look and Ellie could tell what her better half was thinking.

“Colossus. I think we should let him call this lady up. If she’s as helpful as he says, god knows we could use the help!”

“I agree with 2007 Brittany Spears!” Ellie scoffed at Wades latest nickname. “Okay, I’ll call Y/N while you guys form human shields for me! One.. two.. three! Break!”

Everyone ran into action as Wade nearly tripped up going the opposite way. He stumbled back onto his feet and dialed Y/N’s number.

He started bouncing on his toes after the fourth ring, fearing she wouldn’t answer.

“C’mon, c’mon, c’mon! Pick it up, god fucking damnit!”

“Couldn’t you start the call off with something nicer? Try, hey Y/N it’s been ages! How ya been-“ her voice sounded a little distorted over his phone but it was music to his ears.

“No time to flirt, we need you!”

“I’m guessing you’re talking about the whole Juggernaut situation downtown and not a threesome. God I hope it’s not a threesome.”

“Cute. But it’s the Juggernaut thing! How fast can you get here?”

“Put down the phone and get out of the way, knucklehead!”

It wasn’t until that moment that Wade realized she sounded like she was in a speeding car. He jumped out of her way, narrowly avoiding the grill it as it came honking past.

She beelined past the costumes and shifted her large truck into a different gear. Wades team quickly dispersed after gathering what was about to take place. The team had just enough time to throw Juggernaut off his rhythm, giving Y/N ample time to hit and drag him almost 200 feet. Jumping out her door at the last second, the truck slammed his body into the car dealerships outer wall. Her body rolled expertly and she sprung to her feet in no time to finish him off.

Everyone was shocked at this woman who came out of no where to defeat the Juggernaut!

“We aren’t done yet!” Her uniform was sleek and skin tight. Her voice was equally as intimidating as her driving skills. “His helmet needs to come off and we need someone to mentally attack him!”

“What, like, bully him?” Russell quipped as he got up out of the dirt, wiping his pants free of debris.

“No, lighter fluid-for-brains! She means we need Charles or another telepath to disable him so we can restrain him.” NTW quickly fired back at the young trainee.

“Whatever the fuck we’re doing, better do it fast. He’s getting up!” Cable was quick on his feet; backing up just in time to miss a large piece of, what used to be, Y/N’s truck which smashed into the ground in front of him.

“Charles isn’t anywhere close to us! It’d take forever for him to get here!” Yukio pointed out as her stance grew more rigid at the thought of possibly having to get close enough to the Juggernaut to take his helmet off.

“She’s right, our best bet is to just take him out physically.” NTW nodded at her girlfriend while everyone quickly weighed their options.

“Finally, I can fight him one on one to prove myself!” Wade pretended to stretch. “Hope no one takes this time to go ahead of me and totally steal my thunder.” He bent over to touch his toes.

Y/N kicked his butt with the tip of her shoe as she glared at him.

“Let’s go! If we work together, we can finish this once and for all!” Colossus’ voice thundered and Y/N’s gaze looked over to him.

He looked down at her and nodded as if to say ‘I’m with you.’

She nodded back to acknowledge him, the corner of her lips turned upward in a smirk.

Colossus ran past her to get the party started and her eyes were on his ass the whole way.

“I am so gonna climb him like a tree when we’re done here.” She mumbled before joining chrome bone in the fight.

“I am so wishing to never hear anyone say that again.” Russell cringed out loud.

“Agreed.” The team, including Wade, shuddered before beginning to sprint alongside each other to finish the fight.

One by one, everyone was thrown out of the way by Cain. Domino quietly made her way up to him from behind as Y/N held his front attention in the form of a jump-kick to the face.

He grunted and stumbled back into Dom, who had been holding one end of a long rope which was connected to debris on the ground.

Luckily enough, the jump-kick-into-rope combo worked out for the women stupendously.

Everyone watched in amazement as the monster collapsed onto the ground, his helmet popping in half so he was left with a giant metal choker. As he attempted to get up, Y/N sprung into action with a crowbar someone haphazardly tossed to her. She ran up to Juggernaut, catapulting herself into the air off of his groin and onto his chest where she began beating his face with the tool.

NTW communicated her next move to the team and ran up to Cable, jumping off his shield as a means of spring.

Domino and Y/N ran the other way, knowing what was coming their way. Just barely making it behind a few discarded car parts, NTW unleashed her power on the freshly exposed Juggernaut.

The explosion reverberated for a good few seconds before everyone jumped out of their hiding places to go assist in the end of the fight.

Cable, Deadpool and Domino shot into the smoke filled area where Cain previously laid taking hits.

Even Russell concentrated his devastating blows of force onto his once partner in literal crime.

Ellie had long since cleared out to the sidelines to be with Yukio, the blood on her forehead being gingerly wiped away.

“You did good, El.” Yukio held her girlfriend tight and planted a kiss against her sweat and blood smeared forehead.

Colossus walked over to the newcomer, offering his hand.

“My name is-“

“Colossus. I know who you are. Famous X-Men member and personal friend of a friend.” She cut him off with a smile, her hand meeting his halfway and giving it a firm shake, introducing herself.

“Ah, he is talking of me to others. All terrible I hope.” Piotr was... flirting?

If Y/N knew one thing about Wade, it was that he was a great liar. She should have known better when he told her that Colossus never flirted back or joked around. Wade said he was as uptight as he was shiny. She was pleasantly surprised by Wades lies for once.

“If you two are done gazing into each other’s eyes,” the pair looked over to see the smoke cleared, “Juggernauts out like a light.” Cables rough voice barked out. If they looked just a little bit closer, they would be able to see Nathan’s smirk.

The troops enforcing the Ice Box’ security came trotting in. Guns and power dampening collars at the ready.

“Perfect timing! Taking the credit after the fightings through, how convenient.” Wade jokingly complained as everyone finally got the chance to take a breather.

The team took this time to check one another for severe damage and ensure Juggernauts incarceration. After hours of fighting, it took minutes of the newcomers skill to confine the beast.

Color Colossus impressed. Color him extremely impressed. Both with Wade for knowing and calling on such a person but with Y/N herself for completing the task no one else could.

Later that night

Hearty laughter filled the dining room for the first time in weeks.

“She’s funny, you’re funny!” Wade jokingly swooned over his friend as she wrapped up her joke successfully.

Y/N laughed and shoved him slightly, his out of date Christmas sweater wrinkling against even wrinklier skin.

“Well you get plenty of time to work on your joke delivery when you’re all alone.” She muttered almost bitterly to herself as she brought her wine glass to her lips.

“You’re lonely?” Piotr inserted himself into the duos conversation. Wades eyes widened and darted from Y/N to Colossus in disbelief.

“Uh, I think he meant to ask if you live alone. In a concerned, brotherly tone.” Wade was quick to get what Piotr’s was really laying down. Of course he had to be a wingman for his tall friend.

“Da, this is what I meant.” He cleared his throat awkwardly, sitting up straighter.

Y/N looked around at the people occupying the table. Russell was too busy chowing down on the spread she helped create to join into the discussion. Yukio and NTW were quietly having their own moment with one another at the opposite end of the long table. Cable listened in amusedly but kept to himself and his beer. Dom folded her hands together and put her elbows on the table, resting her chin atop her hands and offering her full attention.

“I mean, yeah I live alone but let’s not make the celebration into a pity party.” Y/N tried to steer the group back into its previous jesting mood.

“Right! So once there was this huge-“ Wade began but was abruptly interrupted.

“Well there’s plenty of space at the mansion for you! And room to practice your abilities.” Colossus quickly proposed to what was proving to be the newest member of their little family. “You can practice jokes with me instead yourself.”

At this point, all eyes were on the large man and all ears were in on the baffling exchange.

Piotr’s eyes were only on Y/N. Then everyone’s eyes shifted to her to hear her answer.

Wade laughed nervously in an attempt to break up the increasingly awkward atmosphere.

“Okay, that’s enough hazing Colossus. She’s had a long day. We all have.” Wade shoved some mashed potatoes into his mouth.

“Actually, it’d be nice not to pay rent. New York is wildly expensive. And my monthly gym bill? Forget about it!” Y/N was much more inviting of the idea than Piotr could have ever hoped. “And if you’re my neighbor? I might as well move in now.” She winked at Piotr as she sipped her wine.

Everyone’s eyes shifted back to Colossus.

“What the fuck is going on right now.” Wade looked between the two as if he were a child and they were his parents hiding something from him.

“The fuck that’s going on right now is we have new X-Man!” Colossus puffed his chest out in pride as his hand slapped the top of the table out of excitement, everyone’s dishes rattling for a second before settling again.

Y/N’s smile was massive as she looked up at him, her glass held up to toast.

“I’d love to be a part of your team. If you’ll all have me.” She was suddenly shy as she sought approval from everyone. “I’ll only join if everyone is on board with the idea.”

Everyone continued their silent looks, no one wanted to go first. Wade happily accepted his turn for the spotlight.

“We’ve been friends since we were in the special forces together. You know my answers always going to be yes. Unless, you know, it’s to commit a horrible crime. Then it’s gonna have to be ‘only if you film’.” Wades smirk turned to a genuine and caring smile.

Y/N’s heart grew at his support. Her eyes shifted over to Cable.

“I was impressed with your initiative today.” Nathan grunted as he sat down his empty beer can. “It’d probably be a load off if you joined. I’m for it.”

Her excitement grew with the teams acceptance. She also poured the grumpy man a full glass of wine as a form of appreciation.

Cable nudged the young member beside him. Russell’s attention was already on the unfolding scene.

“If you’re a friend of Wade, you’re a friend of mine! Of course you can join our team!” He was beaming at the thought of another mentor. Hopefully this one was more responsible than Wade but not as uptight as Cable and Colossus.

“It’s already a yes from me and you know it.” Dom quickly interjected from her seat. Her smile was bright and her glass raised to her new friend.

Everyone turned to the lovers at the end of the table. They would make or break Y/N’s career as an X-Men.

“It’s nice to have another feminine face around here. ‘Furthers my petition to rename the team something more gender neutral.” Ellie pretended not to care very much. Yukio saw through her facade and so did everyone else at the table.

“Welcome to the team, Y/N!” Yukio cheered while looping her arm with Ellie’s.

Y/N’s eyes watered but no tears fell. Colossus once again made the right choice and this time it was to expand the family.

“Jeeze, every time you’re left alone Wade, you bring someone else to live with us.” NTW joked comfortably.

“I promise to do my best to be an upstanding member of your team. Better yet, I’ll do my best to be an upstanding member of your family.” Y/N vowed to the table.

“You already are.” Piotr stood and smiled warmly down at her, his glass joining everyone else’s in the air. “To new beginnings!”

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