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make-me-imagine · 1 year

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More Than Anything

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

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

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

Requested By: Anonymous

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

Words: 2.1k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"They're beautiful Scott."

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

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

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

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

At least you knew.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Y/n."

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

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

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

"You've been avoiding me."

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

Scott smiled softly, but there was sadness behind it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Can I open it?"

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

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

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

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

"They look good." You complimented.

"Thank you Y/n"

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

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

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

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

"I wanted to tell you how I felt-"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Why would you think that?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

xx End xx

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thesithdiaries · 3 months

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

i love pookie sm, wish he had more scenes

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

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moonlit-imagines · 1 year

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warnings:

a/n:

requested by anonymous

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

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

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

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

“That I can do.”

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alloftheimaginesblog · 2 years

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Dating Scott Summers headcanon...

He's had a crush on you for years before you actually become anything but he's always thought you were the most beautiful person in the world.

Once his powers develop, he gets worried that you won't love him anymore or that you'll think less of him. It takes a long time for him to believe that you actually want him and want to be with him.

Once he accepts that you're okay with his powers, you have to help him accept his powers. He hates them but with you by his side, you're able to make him tolerate them a bit easier.

He's protective of you and will do absolutely anything if it meant keeping you safe.

Forehead kisses, nose kisses, knuckle kisses.

He's a cuddler. He'll wrap you up tight and warm, if you're too hot he doesn't let go merely kicks the duvet off the two of you. He loves the feeling of you pressed against him, he loves knowing that you're there.

He's so gentle with you, as though he's scared you'll break or scared he'll somehow end up hurting you. His touches are always gentle. You help him trust himself when touching you by guiding his hands and telling him that he doesn't have to be gentle all the time.

He loves listening to you. He loves hearing about what you think, about what you did that day; everything. He would sit and listen to you for hours and hours if you let him.

He loves when you fall asleep on his chest; he loves knowing that you trust him, it eases his mind and makes him trust himself a little bit more.

#headcanon prompt #headcanon #prompt #scott summers imagine #scott summers #imagine #x-men imagine #x-men #marvel #marvel imagine

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chiefdirector · 2 years

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betty | Folklore | Scott Summers | X-men

I won't make assumptions about why you switched your homeroom but I think it's 'cause of me

Scott sighed softly as he looked at the empty desk next to his, knowing it was his fault that it was like that. The desk still held his initials carved in it as well as Jean's. They had done it in a detention together, much to the Professor's annoyance. But now the homeroom felt cold without Jean in there too.

You heard the rumors from Inez, you can't believe a word she says most times, but this time it was true.

He couldn't blame Kurt, not really. He would've wanted to know if Jean had done to him what he had done. She deserved to know but Scott wished that she didn't, that way he could go on pretending that he had done no wrong. Just so he could pretend that he was perfect for just a little bit longer.

I know where it all went wrong, your favorite song was playing from the far side of the gym

Scott remembered it well. He hadn't meant to kiss someone else. But not even he could convince himself of that. No matter what excuse he came up with, the end result was the same: he had taken the one good thing he had and crushed it in a moment of weakness and he wouldn't ever get that trust back.

The worst memory was when Jean asked him about it. She came directly to him, thinking that Peter must have gotten it wrong because her Scott would never do that to her. Scott remember how her face fell as she tried to keep herself from trying. He could still hear the sobs through her bedroom door from when he went to apologize.

The worst thing that I ever did was what I did to you

The following days were the hardest. Scott knew that it was incredibly selfish and that he shouldn't find it hard but he couldn't help it. His friends has started to ignore him when they had heard about what he did, and he knew he deserved it but even then it didn't make it easier.

Scott thought up a million and one ways to apologise but he never did. Jean deserved better than him, she deserved the world. The only one who could stand to be around his was the girl he broke Jean's heart with

Those days turned into nights; slept next to her, but I dreamt of you all summer long

Weeks began to pass, and when spring turned onto summer, Scott fell into another form of ease. The other girl was nice enough but no matter how hard Scott pretended, she was no Jean.

Instead, he watched his love begin to move on from him. He watched from the sidelines as she began to smile and laugh again. Jean left her sadness, and consequently Scott, behind her. And as much as Scott loved to see her happy, it hurt to see her happy without him.

The only thing I wanna do is make it up to you

It took another five months for Scott to speak to Jean again. It was for an English project, but Scott couldn't be more thankful. There was so many things he wanted to say to her. He wanted to beg for her love once more, but for now he settled on: "Have you read page five yet?"

The project lasted weeks, and Scott savoured every moment he could with Jean, knowing that she may never speak to him again after this. But even with her resentment of him, Jean couldn't help but fall into the same comfortable silence they used to have.

But all good things must end. Scott wished the project could have lasted forever if it meant he could keep watching Jean laugh at his crappy jokes. But it couldn't and Scott was running out of time. Scott wished he had more time to say something perfect to apologise for his mistakes but he didn't. He would never have enough time to make it up to her, but he was willing to try.

Will you have me? Will you love me? Will you kiss me on the porch in front of all our stupid friends?

Folklore | Masterlist | Buy me a coffee?

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mxlti-fand0m-imaginess · 2 years

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Scott Summers Masterlist

none yet!

#imagine #imagines #x reader #oneshot #smut #xmen #xmen x reader #xmen oneshot #xmen imagine #xmen smut #scott summers #scott summers imagine #scott summers x reader #scott summers oneshot #scott summers smut

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hiphopcherrrypop · 5 months

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save me bottle blond bass player

#bottle blond bass player.. save me...#scott pilgrim takes off #scott pilgrim fanart #spto #todd ingram #lisa miller #maybe they r cousins to me..#see im thinking and im liking how im thinking #something something lisa wanting to start a band bc she thinks todd is cool for being in a band #timeline wise that doesnt make senseee but idc i ignore that for now!#maybey he just plays bass and she thinks thats cool and awesome #something something todd wanting to act bc he thinks lisa is cool for being on tv #she is booked and busy in hollywood thats why she didnt show up obviii......#and spoiler alert for coming soon art when i have more time/motivation... lisa + roxie yuri #that one summer pool party art fuels me THEY R HOLDING HANDS 😋😋 a little #but i just realize it gets funnier now bc im imagining roxie being like 'MEET MY NEW GF (¬‿¬)!'#and todd is like 'UR DATING MY COUSIN?!!'#so saddd lisa didnt appear but also it makes sense given no scott 90% of the show #she couldve still ran into kim and made out with her or whatever happned in the comics idk #scott pilgrim vs the world #spvtw #lisa miller i love yuuoooouu #my beautiful angel #her and todd both my princesses #idk how them-being-related hc never crossed my mind til now!

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shelbgrey · 5 months

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Dating Scott Summers:

Paring: Scott Summers x Mutant!Reader

Summary: Scott Summers falling in love with a beautiful mutant girl -NSFW content warring

A/n: this won the poll! Please send request for x-men!

❤️MasterList ❤️Dating mood board

You were there for about 10 years before Scott was brought to the school whith bandages over his eyes. He was so scared to hurt anyone and you felt terrible.

Not to toot your own horn, but you made his first pair of ruby quartz glasses. You got help from your friend Hank McCoy in the Lab and created the red glasses he wears today.

Scott will never not be impressed with you. If you ask him he fell in love with you the moment he got to look at your through the glasses. “your Amazing”

It always bugs him that he can't see you and your natural colors, with his glasses everything is red.

Scott worked hard to win your heart. In to your adult years and your X-men years you guys wold always stare at each other with puppy eyes, but both parties were afraid to make the first move.

“your really falling for this girl, aren't you?” his brother Alex asked. “she's not just some girl”

Let me start off by saying that Scott has eyes for you and only you. Your confession had took a huge step back when Jean Grey started showing interest in Scott. She was everything you were insecure about and you often compared yourself to her in the worst way possible.

Scott never took a second glance at Jean, he wanted you. Jean knew that and it angered her, she wanted Scott to herself. Jean also knew you'd always be to shy to admit your feeling to Scott, so she used it to her advantage.

Scott wanted to tell you he loved you so bad, but he always felt you deserved better. He wanted you to have a guy that could look at you without red-tinted glasses, he wanted you to have someone who wasn't dangerous.

“you know, girls like her don't wait around forever” Xavier told him one day. “do you guys relize the affection you two share?”

Scott sighed, during that week you'd been avoiding him. He hated it and didn't know Jean had been pushing you guys apart without you realizing it. Scott looked down. “she deserves the world, Professor”

“if you want her to have the world tell her how you feel. Because to her you are the world” Xavier told him”

He will always regret telling you how he felt because of the situation you were in. It was a mission gone wrong which resulted you staying in the med-bay in the mansion. Scott never left your bed side. His heart pounded with anxiety the longer you layed in bed unresponsive.

The next morning you woke up with him holding your hand and his head on your lap. You were relived to see him and it made your heart flutter that he stayed with you. You gently ruffled his hair, waking him up.

He woke up and tears pricked his eyes as relief washed over him. He cupped your face gently and pressed his forehead to yours. He was shaking so much. “your okay... Please don't ever leave me”

He looked into your eyes and took a deep breath. You don't know how bad he wanted to see your natural eye color and not just see the red tint from his glasses. “I love you... Everything about you amazes me, your everything to me”

“I love you more” you smiled softly. You shared your first kiss that night, this kiss was so gentle but held so many years of bottled up tension and emotions. He held you carefully, like as if you were made of glass and his kisses were driven by so much relief and unconditional love.

That's what you too shared, unconditional love.

Scott's so gentle with you. Deep down he's scared you'll break or scared he'll somehow end up hurting you with his mutation, that's his worst fear. His always so gentle and loving with you.

He loves your mutation, he thinks you look badass and sexy when you use it. Your mutation is the power to conger up blue fire in your palms.

He'll only call you beautiful or gorgeous. He feel like you deserve a compliment better than sexy or hot. He always makes sure you know how beautiful you are.

He's big on hand holding too, if your walking around the city your hands will be locked together, or sometimes hell just hold your had if your setting down at a table or something.

He holds your hand whenever he can, that his way of showing off that your his girl.

He's rough in bed, but a gentle kisser. The gentlest kisses he gives out it is in the early hours of morning before you get up to teach your classes.

Yes, you both are teachers at Xavier's school. Yall never left that damn place. He's the engineering and self defense teacher while your the English and creative writing teacher.

He loves leaving red roses on your desk all the time. That's one of his love languages.

He's always afraid of hurting you, especially with his mutation. But you trust him enough to even take off his glasses to see his full face, he still get scared and keeps his eyes shut tight. “It’s okay. You’re not gonna hurt me,” you whispered. You leaned forward slowly, careful to his face. You kissed the part of his forehead, just above his left eye. Then the right.

This man need physical contact a lot. He's a big cuddler and just needs you in his arms, it's a comfort and a protection thing.

He also loves teasing you and getting you all flustered. He thinks it's the cutest thing in the world when you blush after a compliment or if he kisses you.

“I can't concentrate when you do that” you laughed. He was standing behind you while his hands moved around you. “doing what?” he said, kissing your neck.

By the way, this man is extremely protective of you. It doesn't matter if your on a mission with the rest of the X-men or just out getting groceries. Your protection and safety is his main priority.

He's so afraid of losing you, your the best thing that's ever happened to him and he doesn't want to screw it up. Of course he doesn't have to worry about that.

God, this man loves everything about you. You have a couple of tattoos, he wants to know about them. It doesn't matter what type of hair you have or if you like it or not, he loves it. He'll love your voice, body, personality... Everything.

If your in bed he'll always have his arms around you. Rather your the little spoon or your on his chest. But sometimes if his day is rough he'd want to be the little spoon. His favorite feeling in the world is your arms around him and your fingers running through his hair.

He also loves it when you curl up on his lap and a cuddle to his chest. It the best feeling to him, especially on your way home on the X-jet after a long mission.

You call him everything but Scott. Usually its Scotty, honey, or Sweetheart.

He loves calling you Baby or Angel. And he always refers to you as 'his girl'. No mater if your his wife or girlfriend, your gonna get called 'his girl'

You love listening to old rock music together. If it's just the two of you he'll sing with you and on the occasion you can convince him to dance with you.

Your Favorite singer to listen to is Meatloaf. Your song is definitely 'you took the words right out of my mouth'

You love riding on the back of his motorcycle. He loves feeling your arms wrapped around him and holding on to him while he drives.

Like I said before he's super over protective, so if your on the back of his motorcycle he's driving more careful than he ever has before. If he's by himself he'll drive at an unsafe speed and pop a couple of wheels, but if your with him he's carful as hell.

He'll also teach you how to ride one. He was so excited when you asked him to teach you.

He refuses to sleep unless you have fallen asleep first, he just needs to know your okay before he can have a good night sleep.

If your cold you'll steal his leather jackets, or you'll sleep in his old dress shirts. Also if the sun is brighter than usual you'll steal his spare ruby quartz glasses and used them as sunglasses.

Hell always remind you how beautiful you are. If you feel insecure about your self he's there to kiss you and tell you how amazing you are.

NSFW headcanons:

He's the most loving person during sex, hell he is all the time. He'll also try his best to make it as romantic as possible, if not he's always holding you close and kissing you so you know how much he loves you.

But he also doesn't mind being rough with you. If you push the right buttons, you'll be under him screaming his name as the headboard of the bed bangs against the wall.

There's also a tone of jealous sex. If he sees Logan shamelessly flirting with you expected to be tied to bed as fucks your brains out. If he sees Hank touch you in a way thats reserved only for him you’re pinned against the wall.

Bondeg kink. Handcuffs, belts, he'll tie you up with anything if your comfortable with it.

he'll bit you in the heat of the moment. He loves marking you up.

Dispite him being mostly rough in bed and pushes you to the point of screaming, he'll be so soft and gentle in the end. “you did so good for my baby, I wasn’t too rough was I? I didn't hurt you did I?”

One of his biggest kink is cumming inside you, seeing you filled up just makes him go crazy.

he loves grabbing you by the hips, literally squeezing his fingertips against your soft skin, holding you in the place or using them to help guide the pace.

If you want to take a shower and get cleaned up, Scott will lift you up in his arms and carry you to shower, he'll hold you safe and will be extremely gentle with your sensitive body.

Has a soft spot for sex in the shower, he loves holding you up against the wall, roughly while he drives his cock into you.

He love getting head. He loves the feeling of towering over you while he has you on your knees. Plus, feeling your lips around him pushes him closer to cumming in your mouth.

Loves eating you out, your legs around his head. He loves your legs and thighs in general and loves leaving kisses on the insides of your thighs. He'd rather pleasure you for hours than receive.

He's a boob and ass man, He’ll push your bra up and take a nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirls all around while he squeezes your ass, pulling you closer to his body. He loves it when you start moaning and tugging at his hair, He honestly can’t get enough.

He loves hearing you moan. If you try to hold back or even muffle them when it's unnecessary, he'd put an end to it. “Don't hold back baby, let me hear you”

For aftercare, He will spend an exorbitant amount of time just kissing you, slowly and deeply, as he massages your thighs and hips. It's his way to calm you down and bringing you back to reality.

#Scott summers #X-men #Scott summers x reader #Scott summers imagines #Scott summers smut #Scott summers headcanons #X-men headcanons #james marsden #X-men imagines #X-men x reader #marvel comics #Marvel

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betyloca · 2 months

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members of the x-men with a s/o who was in a mutant circus and his/her mutation in which she is a symbiote

scott summers

• heard that the new student came from a circus

• I wouldn't ask I wouldn't want to ask and make you uncomfortable

• but he didn't want to miss the opportunity to meet a new student

- Hi, I'm Scott Summers.

- Hello, I'm y/n.

- If you need to get out of here I know how to escape and take you wherever you want

• this boy had no idea what your mutation was, he thought you were very strong

• until he saw you create symbiotic tentacles

• He is impressed by your mutation and offers to help you in your training.

• worries when there are loud sounds that could hurt you

• is impressed with the amount of food you can eat

•He loves your full symbiote form and thinks you're very intimidating, which would help him scare people for fun.

• he lets you work with him so that you can be with him

jean gray

• found out that a new student had arrived

• She knows where you come from and what your life was like in the circus because she read your mind.

• you were in the courtyard of the mansion when you met her

- Hi I am ..

- y/n I know I'm Jean Gray

- how do you know my name?

- I'm a telepath

- oh can I sit with you?

- of course, why not

• they began to be almost always with her

• One day you showed him your mutation by making claws appear and your arm turning a symbiotic black color.

• You thought you had scared her but she already knew about your mutation. You're glad she wasn't scared.

• She knows what it's like for people to fear you so she doesn't let anyone mess with you.

• He likes to have lunch with you in the mansion garden even though you always end up eating almost everything due to your voracious hunger.

• likes it when you do stunts to impress the

• He likes it when you are in your symbiotic mass form and you are lying on his bed or couch and you are on his chest sleeping while he caresses you.

• I wouldn't let you have fun with her, she's afraid that she'll hurt you with her telepathy.

• He doesn't get scared when he sees your full symbiote form because he knows you would melt at his touch.

kurt wagner

• he was excited at the idea of making a new friend

• He heard rumors that you came from a circus. He knew what it was like to live there since he was in one.

• you were walking through the hallways lost when you ran into him

- Excuse me, do you know where the classrooms are?

- If you want I can take you

- okay thanks, I'm y/n

- I'm Kurt Wagner

• immediately became your friend

• He doesn't leave your side until he told you that he also lived in a circus

• That's how they began to share experiences of how they lived

• He likes it when you show off your stunts since you were a trapeze artist.

• One day when they were at the mall a guy started making fun of his appearance making him feel horrible.

boy: look that guy looks like a monster hahaha* laughing with his friends*

Kurt: We better go* while looking at the ground*

y/n: hey, the only monster is me, you idiot* while deforming his face making his eyes white and his mouth bigger with sharp fangs*

boy: ooh shit let's go * while he runs with his friends *

• He is impressed by your mutation and likes to ask what else you can do.

• gets worried when there are loud noises and when it happens he covers your ears

• At Christmas I give you headphones to prevent you from hearing the fireworks so they don't hurt you.

• keeps you away from anything flammable wants you to be safe

• He likes it when you are in your symbiotic dough form. He thinks you are very cute. He loves having you in his hands while he feeds you (he likes to concentrate on you).

•When this boy finds out that you can have fun with a person, he feels curious and nervous when you have fun with him.

• when he gets used to it he likes to be with you all the time talking to you while you talk to him in his head

• At first he was scared by your full symbiote form but he didn't mean to. He liked how intimidating you looked but he knows you wouldn't like him

#kurt wagner x reader #nightcrawler x reader #scott summers x reader #jean grey x reader #xmen apocalypse #xmen x reader #xmen movies #xmen imagine

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satoru-is-the-way · 8 days

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Should I do X-Men 97' x Reader? Any ideas because right now I love the new show!! I can probably write for anyone !!

#x men 97 #x men comics #xmen #scott summers #logan howlett #wolverine #jean grey #magneto #erik lehnsherr #professor x #disney #marvel imagine #marvel smut #marvel x reader #xmen x reader

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lyomeii · 1 year

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i’m here to help

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

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

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

ANNA “ ROUGUE” MARIE

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

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

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

SCOTT “ CYCLOPS” SUMMERS

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

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

JEAN “ MARVEL GIRL” GREY

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

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

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

KURT “ NIGHTCRAWLER” WAGNER

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

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

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

@lyomeii stuff || don’t repost

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layla4567 · 1 year

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Imagine with Quicksilver/Peter Maximoff

Summary: You are a mutant with the power to grow plants, flowers or roots. Basically you manipulate nature at will. You always seemed to be on your own and didn't hang out with many people, but a certain boy with silver hair caught your eye. Too much

Warning: None, just cheesy love :)

I was in the school yard trying to find a good place to study quietly. It was supposed to be free time but I took the opportunity to review some notes in my notebook, so with my books in my arms hugging them I went downstairs and headed somewhere under the trees, but unfortunately my favorite place was taken by Jean and Scott. It was a hundred-year-old cherry tree with beautiful pink flowers that fell to the ground in a showy carpet of petals. I didn't want to bother them even though they were my friends, so I tried to look for other empty trees that are far from people, I can't concentrate if I have people around me talking loudly. Sick of not finding a good spot and inwardly cursing my bad luck, I leaned my back against the outer wall on the west side of the school and sat like a Buddha.

I was quite hidden from the other students thanks to the massive walls of the mansion. In front of me there were more trees that expanded in a forest and nobody near me. Perfect I thought, I enjoyed my solitude even though not many understood it. It's not that I don't like to be with someone, but from time to time I needed some alone time with myself.

I was reading my history notes when in the distance I heard Peter's shrill laugh. He was a few meters away from me but I had good acute hearing. Of course he couldn't see me since I was hidden behind the wall, but I could see him. Slowly I got up and stuck my head out a bit to spy on him. His back was to me and he was talking to a blonde girl, I don't know what they were talking about but it must have been something very funny because they were both laughing heartily.

I felt my cheeks burn and frowned, Peter was on his hips while that blonde played with her hair and looked at him smiling. It's been a while since I had mixed feelings with Maximoff, was it love? no, no, impossible. I pushed that silly idea out of my head. How could I like Peter? He was a hyperactive idiot who likes to run fast and can't sit still, as well as playing practical jokes. Oh but when he smiles.. It's like the day is brighter or the sun shines brighter with diamond intensity, and those cute dimples on the side of his cheeks make him look adorable...! No! Stop __! I can't fall for his charms, not now!

While trying to get those thoughts out of my head, I noticed how the girl was getting closer and closer to him. Alarmed, I slightly extended my hand towards where the two of them were and concentrated on the vibrations of the earth to extract roots from it. I slowly raised them until they reached Peter's wrist which now rested on the side of his hip. I mentally ordered them to hold on to his hand firmly but without hurting him and with a downward yank with my clenched fist I sent Maximoff sprawling to the ground.

The boy was so focused on talking and everything happened so fast that he didn't feel anything and when he wanted to realize it he was already lying on the ground with his hands resting on the grass so as not to break his jaw

"What the fu-" -He exclaimed in surprise as he looked everywhere trying to figure out what happened.

All he saw was people cracking up, including the blonde girl he was talking to, except for a brown head poking out of the corner of the school walls.

Annoyed, he jumped to his feet and said addressing Laura, the girl he was talking to

"Excuse me for a second, I have unfinished business"- He said smiling and then with a buzz he ran away and disappeared from where he was.

¡Oh no he saw me I'm sure he saw me damn! I thought. I was wondering fearfully where he had gone when I turned around and the notebooks I still had in my arms fell from fright.

"AHH PETER!! ¡Don't do that!"- I yelled closing my eyes and covering my face

The sprinter had stopped right in front of me looking at me funny and with crossed arms

"I could tell you the same. Since when do you humiliate handsome guys in front of everyone?"

I rolled my eyes in frustration, now I would have to put up with his sermons camouflaged as immature flirtations.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about"- I bent down to pick up my books but he was faster

"Don't play dumb __, I don't know any other student who can do what you do, which by the way is a very nice superpower"- He handed me the books with a sly smile, the one I knew so well and that made me blush.

"T-thank you.."

The only thing I could do was mumble a thank you, trying to hide my face with my hair so that my blushing would not show.

"Also, I know you're dying for me, or do you think I don't realize how you look at me sometimes in class? But don't worry, your secret is safe with me"- He winked

I opened my eyes in surprise and sighed annoyed to turn around, but as soon as I took a step forward, Peter came back in front of me at the speed of light, making my hair fly a little because of the speed and the wind.

I was startled a little and closed my eyes angrily

"Stop it Maximoff, you stress me out"- When I opened my eyes, he was still standing with that stupid smile that I loved and hated at the same time, it seemed that he liked to make me angry.

´"Ugh don't call me Maximoff, you sound like my mom"- then he made a disgusted face that made me laugh

"Aww see? You really love me"- and he pointed a finger towards my face touching my cheek while pouting

I quickly removed his finger while I kept smiling sideways

"Ok, enough of the talk, I need to study, so if you don't have anything else to say, go away."

"Whoa whoa ok the cat is sticking out its claws, well I won't bother you anymore if that's what you want"

"Thanks"- I slid back down the wall to sit down again while my eyes were focused on my handwriting.

Peter was already turning to leave when he quickly turns to me and yells at me.

"Jealousy!"- And he disappeared as if he had teleported away before I could hit him.

"Peter Maximoff!!"- I yelled but it was useless, I yelled into the air because he had already left

I went back to concentrating on reading as best I could but I was still upset, he always seemed to get his way. Jealous, me? yes of course.. I laughed ironically

but not even 30 seconds had passed when suddenly I felt something warm on my cheek, it was a quick soft touch as if someone had kissed me..

..Peter...

I couldn't help but smile tenderly at that display of affection. Damn dumbass and adorable Pet, I couldn't get mad at him. Even with a smile on my lips, I continued reading in silence.

"Hey did you see that?"

"See what? oh wait I know don't tell me let me guess, Peter and __ bothering again, right?"

"Bingo! I don't know when they're going to take the first step, it's obvious that they like each other"- Said Jean biting into an apple

"Leave them, they love each other in their own way"- Scott said as he played with a stone, throwing it into the air to catch it again.

"Oh you mean Peter talking to girls and __ getting jealous while hitting him with her magical roots?"

They both burst out laughing imagining the scene.

"Yep, so romantic"- He laughed

And so they both stayed laughing under the cherry tree and looking at the two almost lovebirds, each one in a corner of the yard.

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i know, i know i said I wouldn't do this again but guess what? I have a lot of free time and wattpad one shots tempt me

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wolviez · 1 month

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so ive been thinking

#x-men #xmen #x-men evolution #xmen evolution #jeany grey #scott summers #jott #jeanscott #scottjean #sorry i was looking at production art and scott gave me a vibe 😭#idk i think it would be neat. evo jeanxscott is already the peak version of the ship to me but i think it can get even better #i mean i refuse to believe im the first person to imagine Any version of jean x scott as sapphic but. understand my vision

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mysterious-ocarina · 11 months

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Let It Out

Scott Summers x reader

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“God, what the hell is wrong with you?” you yelled. You just came back from a mission with the X-Men. The mission was successful but that didn’t stop you and Scott from arguing about anything the other one did. “Was it really necessary to cover me in dirt and dust?”

“Well maybe if you were paying attention, that wouldn’t have happened,” Scott egotistically replied.

During the mission, a piece of rubble was about to fall on you, but Scott used his lasers to break it and stop it from hitting you, incinerating the rubble on top of your head. This resulted in you getting covered in the dirty debris.

Admittedly, this argument was petty and stupid. He saved you, you know it, but you were never one to miss the chance to argue.

“I was paying attention,” you indignantly argued.

Scott rolled his eyes, “Sure you did. It’s okay, I don’t mind saving a damsel in distress.”

Angered, you got into Scott’s face, “Let’s go outside and we’ll see who’s a damsel.”

“That’s enough, you two. I will not have a fist fight among my students,” the Professor got between you. “Maybe you guys should put whatever it is you two have going behind you and get along.”

“It’s impossible to get along with an egotistical jerk who thinks he’s better than you,” you huffed. “Seriously, you don’t have to tell me everytime I do something wrong. I already agonize over it enough myself.”

You walked off, done with the conversation. Anytime you did anything wrong on missions, Scott was always the first to criticize you on it. It probably wouldn’t have bothered you so much if you weren’t already insecure about your place in the X-Men. You were the newest member of the team and you had less experience than everyone else did with your mutation.

About a year ago, you were walking home from a friend's house. A couple of guys from your school had cornered you. Before they could do whatever they had planned for you, you had pushed them away with your hands and accidentally launched them into the building behind them.

Your mutation allows you to manipulate vibrations. The Professor found you after your family had disowned you and brought you to the mansion. Since, he’s helped you control your mutation and helped you become stronger.

“You know, she’s never going to be your friend if you do that all the time,” Jean softly offered advice.

“I don’t want to be her friend,” Scott snapped at her.

“Right because you want to be more,” Peter smirked.

“I don’t want to be her anything. Same as you guys, I just don’t want her to get hurt,” Scott sighed, annoyed.

“You’re cute, when you’re in denial. I’m a mind reader, you can lie to yourself but you can’t lie to me,” Jean pat his shoulder before leaving too.

Everyone except for you seemed to be privy to the way he felt about you, much to Scott’s chagrin. Eventually he made his way to his room to sulk for the rest of the night.

You on the other hand, made your way to the Danger Room to get some training in. The only way for your brain to shut up about all your insecurities was to train them away. After a few hours of training alone you felt better. All of your frustrations toward Scott washed away.

You were still in your training outfit, but didn’t care as you made your way to the kitchen for a snack before you showered. The sports bra and shorts you were wearing were more revealing than you would have liked to be seen in so you wanted to get your food and leave as quickly as possible.

You grabbed a packet of popcorn off the shelf and put it in the microwave. You turned around and was surprised to see Scott walking into the kitchen too. He was looking down so he most likely didn’t notice you.

“Ahem,” you cleared your throat, so Scott would look at you. “You almost bumped into me.”

“Shit, you scared the fuck out of me,” he jumped. He stared at you and you wished more than anything that you could see his eyes to know what he was staring at. You crossed your arms over yourself feeling insecure under his scrutinizing gaze.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, to break the silence.

Scott seemed to snap out of his thoughts and smirked at you, “Taking in the view.”

The microwave beeped behind you, thankfully. You turned around to get your popcorn and to hide the blush on your face. Scott Summers did not just make you blush.

“Pervert,” you muttered. You poured your popcorn into a bowl before turning around again. Scott was staring at the floor now, seemingly deep in thought. Of what, you did not care.

You tried to walk away but Scott grabbed your arm, preventing your escape.

“What the hell do you want, Summers?” you asked aggressively. Scott has never touched you before outside of training or mission, so you were wary of him now.

Frustrated, Scott ran his hand through his hair. You tried not to let your eyes linger on the motion.

“Why do you have to be such a bitch? I was g-going to,” Scott stuttered before he snapped his mouth shut.

Scott wanted to apologize to you. He realized that you might think his criticism was always said to put you down. That you might not know that he doesn’t want to see you get hurt and that he wouldn’t be able to handle the day you stop arguing with him.

“Going to, what?” you asked.

“Doesn’t matter. Nevermind.” Scott sighed, letting you go.

He’s acting weird, weirder than usual with you, and you didn’t know what to do. Concerned, you placed your hand on Scott’s arm, asking, “Are you alright?”

Scott harshly shook your arm off, tersely replying “I’m fine.”

“Well sorry for asking then,” you replied, a little offended. This whole conversation was confusing you, making you feel like you’re suffocating.

You flee from the kitchen, going back to your room for the night. Scott remains in the kitchen, cursing himself for his lack of social prowess and expressing his feelings.

For the next few days, Scott avoids you like the plague. When you join everyone on the couches, he’s the first to get up and leave. He sits as far away from you as he can during dinner. He’s even stopped criticizing you during training.

It was an odd feeling. The lack of Scott’s annoying voice should have offered you peace. It should have made you feel better that someone wasn’t analyzing your fighting technique, waiting to tell you everything wrong with it. The entire week, you waited for Scott to pay attention to anything you did, but his attention never came. It made you feel unsettled.

There was a knock at your door, Jean yelling, “Mission in 20.”

You put on your mission clothes and made your way to the jet. Taking your seat and buckling your seatbelt, you waited for the debriefing.

“It’s a fire and rescue. 12 story office building. . .” the professor rattled on. It was a simple mission. People trapped in a building that the X-Men were supposed to help rescue.

You were finishing your search of one of the floors of the building, when you heard Jean’s voice in your head, “Building is clear of civilians, everyone get out as fast as you can.”

You would have listened to her if you could, but there was concrete blocking your only exit. You tried to use your mutation to break it but you were weak and tired. The ash burned as it coated your throat and lungs, making you cough wildly.

You could feel the panic seep its way into your brain but you tried to keep a level head. Logically, at least one person from your team had to notice you didn’t make it out. You tried and failed one last time to push away the concrete blocking your way.

“Professor! Jean!” you screamed as loud as you could, hoping someone heard you, telepathically or not.

With your lungs gasping for clean air, you sunk to the floor. Before you, there was a flash of red before Scott’s face showed up in your vision.

“Y/N,” he screamed for you, the sound ripped from his throat. He looked uninjured which brought you a bit of comfort as he made his way over to you.

Before either of you could do anything, a support beam collapsed between the two of you, separating you.

You felt like you were suffocating, not enough clean air making its way to your brain. Your whole body was vibrating, “Scott, I don’t feel right.”

“It’s okay, sweetheart. I’m going to get you out of here,” he replied, panting.

Neither of you commented that this was the first time you ever called him Scott instead of Summers and the first time he gave you such an endearing nickname.

You felt like you may explode so you did the only thing you could think to do. Scream.

“Scott!” you screamed. You let your voice out, probably damaging your vocal cords with how visceral and loud you were screaming. Next thing you know, everything goes black.

Scott’s face was dirty, filled with scratches and scrapes. But he didn’t care to wash up or do anything until he knew you were okay. He explained to the professor what happened and thanked Jean for saving the both of them.

Sitting on the floor outside the clinic, this past week washed over Scott. How fucking stupid he was to ignore you all week. He wished more than anything that he just told you how he felt in the kitchen and wished he wasn’t so hard on you all the time.

The door next to him opened and closed, making Scott stand up. Hank stood in front of him, “She’s awake and okay. A little bruised and weak but that’s it. You can see her.”

“Thanks,” Scott muttered walking into the room.

You sat in a hospital bed, wincing anytime you moved. Hank filled you in on what happened. Scott had helped Jean find you and get you out of the building. It turns out your voice was a secret weapon you didn’t know you had. Manipulating vibrations with your hands was one thing, but your voice was an entirely other thing.

The door opened, stirring you from your deprecating thoughts, Scott standing in the doorway. His face is covered in scratches that he didn’t have the last time you saw him. Your bad thoughts come back in an instant, bringing silent tears to your eyes.

Scott sits on the edge of the bed next to you. Shyly he gives you a small, “Hi.”

“Did I do that?” you ask, your voice scratchy from overuse. You bring your hands to his face but he softly takes your hand in his bringing it to his chest.

“It’s okay,” he replies instead of answering you.

Your chin wobbles as the tears in your eyes start to fall. You wipe them away with your free hand, before staring at the wall behind Scott, “Why are you here?”

“I had to make sure you were okay,” Scott replies.

“Why would you care if I’m okay? You’re probably here to tell me how stupid I am for getting trapped. Or yell at me for accidentally hurting you. You never fail to tell me what I do wrong every mission,” you let your thoughts slip past your mouth.

There was a small voice in your head that wanted Scott to be telling the truth, that he cared for you. But there was another insecure voice, asking you why would he care about you?

“God, I’m so stupid. Let me explain,” Scott begged. He continued after your silence. “I never wanted you to feel weak. The only reason I harp on you so much during training and missions is because I never want to see you get hurt. I know you’re more than capable of taking care of yourself, especially in a fight, but you mean so much to me that I always want to know if you’re safe.”

“But you’re always arguing with me,” you whispered. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

“Well, you are pretty hot when you get all angry at me,” Scott smirked.

You giggled and went to softly slap Scott but he caught your hand, bringing it to his lips for a kiss.

“If you let me, I promise I will make up every single comment and argument. I’ll even let you practice your new-found powers on me,” Scott smiled at you.

His face was pleading for you to agree and how could you tell him no.

“I’ll forgive you. On one condition,” you teased. He excitedly nodded his head. “You have to say, ‘Y/n is the best X-Women to ever exist and could beat my ass if they wanted to.’”

Right away, Scott recited, “Y/n is the best X-Women to ever exist and could beat my ass if they wanted to. They also really really want to kiss Scott Summers because he is very handsome.”

You laughed again, “Who said you were handsome?” But who are you kidding, he was to die for.

“So you’re not denying that you want to kiss me,” he smirked again. God, this man was going to drive you crazy.

Instead of answering, you placed a sweet kiss on his lips. Before it could get too heated, you pulled away to speak. “You are very handsome, Scott Summers.”

He did a little triumphant fist bump in the air, smiling at you. And for a moment, you weren’t worried about the X-Men, or your new powers, or anything outside of you and Scott. You felt at peace.

#the x men #fluff #x men imagine #scott summers #scott summers x reader #one shot #female reader #fanfiction

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