#xmen headcanon

[quickandsilvers]

Sick Day 🔥

Peter Maximoff x fem!reader SMUT

Summary: Reader has come down with an illness, so Peter decides its time to repay the favour and take care of her.

Warnings: Oral sex(fem), fingering, kissing, humping, mention of a sex toy, embarrassment on readers end, Peter being an annoying and yet also very adorable airhead

Word count: 5083

Taglist: @kaismanwich @evpeters87 (Let me know if you want to be added or removed!!)

A/N: im really happy with how this turned out, so im hoping anyone reading will enjoy it too.💕

A good night's sleep was tough enough to get as an Xmen.

Sleeping in went unbeknownst to you, with late nights on missions and grueling 6am training sessions, requiring you to be up and ready to go while everyone else slept lethargically in their rooms without a single care in the world.

This weekend was supposed to be your reprieve, no early mornings, no new work, just a chance to lie in and scoff as many cake snacks as possible until you grew nauseous. Or it should've been. This weekend was anything but.

Since it was a Friday night, and you’d just had a full day of lectures (courteous to Charles, of whom seemed to thrive off of your misery) you promised yourself that Saturday was the day you would crack on and do.. Well.. nothing.

Lying in bed, however, the probability of this happening seemed bleak. Dull, aching pain shot through your stomach intermittently, and the feeling of whole body numbness and nausea couldnt be shaken.

Whimpering and clutching at your stomach, you feebly use your powers to close your bedroom door. You would rather be caught stark naked running through Charles prized white rose bushes than be seen writhing in your bed like you were doing your best attempt of a caterpillar in the process of metamorphosis. You were very aware of Peter’s frequent roaming of the halls, knowing if he caught you in such a state you would never be able to live it down.

You felt weak. Insecure. A class four mutant and yet you succumbed to something as simple as a stomach ache and fever?

It was a fight to repress the pain. A fight you were in fact losing, and you weren’t sleeping because of it.

You weren't exactly sure how your sickness had flared up, but living in a mansion full of prepubescent kids that paid more attention to what was being served for lunch, rather than the basic hygiene and cleanliness standards made you less than surprised.

A glance at your phone. 2:37 AM. A sorry sign given that you’d gone to bed at quarter to twelve. With an exasperated huff you got up, instantly squatting to the ground to lessen the pain that was realized with it. Then, slowly, you maneuvered yourself into your bathroom, supporting your jittery hands on the countertop of your sink before looking into the mirror.

Holy shit, someone alert the authorities. Exorcism needed, stat. Pale faced skin, lidded eyes and disheveled hair greeted you like a slap in the face, only seeming to aid in your shitty mood.

Groaning, you trudged back into the confines of your bed, too lazy to attempt fixing whatever happened to your appearance and disappearing under the covers. You ignored the sweltering heat emitting off of your body, instead picking up your phone once more and dialing a number you knew off by heart.

As an adult, you should’ve been able to handle being sick on your own. But you still wanted to talk to Peter, at least let him know that you weren't feeling great. He owed it to you anyway, you reassured yourself, remembering his leg fracture after the Apocalypse battle, making you his personal assistant for the next two weeks.

A very, very long two weeks. Not that you minded too much, especially when aiding him in getting dressed in the morning, but you soon realized he was essentially just a giant toddler, with no sense of spatial awareness or consideration for your busy schedule.

Peter had somehow influenced you into sharing the same bed for the time his leg was broken, exaggerating the fact he might ‘roll off the bed and be confined to the floor like a turtle stuck on its back.’ His words, not yours.

You weren’t even sure if that was a plausible excuse. Nonetheless, it worked, and you spent the next while being laid upon as though he were a weighted blanket, his stifling speedster body heat having the same effect on you as a sauna.

That you could deal with until you discovered his tendency to constantly be moving around on the bed, even whilst sleeping. One time you woke up with your best friend sprawled out in a way you can only describe as a malfunctioned starfish, limbs stretched out in ways you didn't imagine were possible.

The morning after you made a satirical statement of tying Peter down to the bed to keep him still, only to instantaneously regret it after being met with wiggling eyebrows and a plethora of bondage jokes.

Snapping yourself out of your tranfix, you dial the number, not having to wait as Peter picked up before the first ring.

“Hey babe, what’s up?” He said. You could practically hear his grin from down the phone.

“Hey, are you busy?” You spoke the best you could, wincing at the voice crack you made.

“Geezz, what's up with you?” Peter snorted, and you could hear the faint buzz of his Mrs Pacman machine, telling you he was in his basement. “Yer mouth sexed a can of helium or what?”

Rolling your eyes, you cleared your throat, ignoring the burning sensation traveling through your trachea. “Shut up, Maxipad-'' you could hear his groan through the screen “i was gonna say that i'm just not feeling that good right now. Nothing terminal, was just gonna ask if you could stop by or someth-?”

A woosh sounded from your phone before the call ended, and with a fwip, Peter was standing in your bedroom.

With your half-lidded eyes you glanced up to see your best friend, clad in his million dollar man tee and the only pair of pants you’ve ever seen him wear, the dark metallic color almost black due to the lack of light in your bedroom.

Donning his signature grin hinted with a smidge of concern, Peter blew a section of his silvery hair out of his face before his chocolate eyes locked onto yours. Peter titled his head in amusement, snorting at what you could only assume was your current state of appearance.

Before you could come up with a witty remark, a cough attack silenced your words, making you lean into a sitting position and struggle for breath. When it was over, you noticed Peter now standing on your left with his grin replaced with blatant concern, handing you a glass of water he seemed to have just magically pulled out of his ass.

You eyed the glass, your throat thirsty and parched, but suspicious over the unusual act of care.

“Did you spit in it?” You ask hoarsley, although accepting the drink.

“Please, i’m not that much of an airhead.” Peter argued, laughing at your deadpan gaze. “Besides, it’s not me who you should be worried about. We both know Scott is the most diseased out of all of us.”

“You're still hung up on that?” You barked in laughter before sputtering at the wave of pain sent through your throat.

A few weeks prior, the mansion held a birthday celebration for Kurt, where Scott had one too many to drink. The night ended with your friend sprawled out in a nearby bush outside the mansion, hurling into what poor Scott drunkenly believed was a bag.

The bag in question? Peter’s silver jacket.

“It was my only one!” Peter whined, “they don’t make ‘em anymore!”

You covered your laugh with your hand, knowing Peter’s beloved jacket was a sensitive topic. Although, you made a mental note to find a jacket as similar to his as possible, knowing that the speedsters birthday was just around the corner.

“I’m sure you’ll live.” You smiled, before furrowing your brows as you watched Peter rustling around your cupboards.

“I’m looking for some cough sweets” Peter remarked as he continued to rummage through your things, sensing your confusion. “-for your throat”

You nodded, pointing to a pair of drawers on the opposite side of where you were laying in bed. “Bedside table drawer.” Fwip.

Whilst focusing on adjusting your position into a comfortable one, you could hear the sound of the drawer being pulled open, the rustling indicating Peter’s fumbling.

A half-minute later, you find a comfy spot and turn towards Peter, the background noises coming to a stop and his voice speaking up.

“Found i- oh, hel-lo.” He whistled.

“Did you find the cough sweets?” You asked. Studying his gaze, you wrinkled your nose in puzzlement as Peter stared into the drawer, a wide grin forming on his flushed face.

From knowing Peter since the Xmen formed in ‘83, you recognised this smirk from anywhere, identifying it from when Peter teases you about something. Which of course, is constantly.

“What?” You turn to throw a blanket over yourself before looking back. As you do, you see Peter staring at you with a wicked smile, an arched eyebrow and-

Fuck.

Your silver vibrator in his hand.

Your eyes get impossibly wide and your jaw goes slack in a combination of surprise and pure horror. You completely forgot about that thing, being so busy with missions and training meant that you hadn’t had the time to kick back and relax like you used to do.

The realization that the vibrator was silver, your best friend's infamous signature color, only added to your embarrassment. How were you gonna dig yourself out of this one?

Peter’s grin only gets wider at the comical realization on your face. A few moments of silence and, as if you had been cured miraculously, you scrambled towards him, kneeling upon the bed so that you were only just in line with his twinkling eyes.

Peter snickered as you got closer, drawing the vibrator closer to his chest, almost possessively.

“A vibrator, huh?” He confirms in that annoying tone you had got to know so well. The tone that makes you want to sink into the ground and be one with the soil, no conscience or memory of the situation you are facing.

“That’s something personal, give it back.” You point out, sharp and firm. You extend your hand, waiting for Peter to give you the vibrator, but of course, you remain ignored. “Don’t get cocky about it. The color choice was a coincidence.”

Peter smiles lopsidedly and glances down at you. “I wasn’t sayin’ it was, babe.. But now you’ve got me thinkin’..” He ponders, quirking one of his eyebrows again and waving the silicone in the air mockingly, his thumb resting on the button of the vibrator keenly.

“It was the only color left in stock.” Liar.

Noticing his disbelieving gaze and cocky smirk, you know that you are just digging yourself a bigger hole. You grit your teeth, darting your hand out to try and grab your toy but to not avail, it doesn’t seem like he was giving it back anytime soon.

That annoys you more than it would if it was anyone else, but it's Peter, the most childlike, insufferable, annoying jerk you had ever had a silly crush on passionate hatred for.

You step closer to once more grab your embarrassing secret, but Peter yanks it down and hides it behind his back gleefully. You can't stop that quick move, but you manage to grab Peter by the bicep and push him back and against the bedside table.

You realize that you are now standing really close to him; one side of your body is pressed against Peter’s and you can even feel his tickling breath on your face. Peter stares at you with that twisted, amused look for a few more seconds before he starts blabbering again.

“I guess that you're more of a naughty chick than I was thinkin’, huh?” He speaks in a weird, yet somehow seductive, low voice.

A high-speed buzz trembled next to your ear and you turn, only for your eyes to set on the vibrator Peter was clutching, the silicone moving in rapid motion as he fiddled with the settings.

“This surely ain’t the fastest it can go?” Peter asked rhetorically, and you noticed as his teasing expression switched, as if he were struck dumb with surprise. “Pretty lame if you ask me babe.”

You clench your jaw as you felt the heat rising to your cheeks, the suggestive undertone from his words not going unnoticed by you. You fight against it, not wanting to blush and give Peter more satisfaction.

Another ego boost you fear may be fatal, but you can't help it; your cheeks turning crimson. Peter notices and giggles, nibbling the side of his lip.

“Ya know yer look totally bitchin’ when yer blushing?” He says coyly, and that comment only makes your blush intensify, however you refuse to back down. Nothing you do can bring you back from an endless lifetime of teasing hanging over your head.

“Stop that,” you say harshly, albeit shakily “And give me the vi-.. Just give it back,” Your nose wrinkles at the mere word, embarrassed to come to terms with what your best friend has found in your drawer. You tug Peter’s arm, harder this time, but he doesn't relinquish.

“Yer want it back?” he teases and you know exactly what's coming next. “Then come get it,” Peter pulls back his arm. Fwip. He stands confidently at the other side of your bedroom. You groan. “Why do you always have to act like this?!” You yell, exasperated but not surprised, feebly running after him.

Peter is now standing in the middle of your bathroom with a shit-eating grin and the vibrator dangling in his hand, joyfully inspecting the streaks of silver running along it.

You can only imagine what he is thinking in this moment, the thought of you spread out on your bed, thrusting your toy in and out at a steady pace, soft whimpers and praises of his name squeaking out of you. Peter’s cock twitched at the mere thought.

“Come on babe, if you want it back, you have to fight for it,” he goads, waving the vibrator right in your face.

That's it, you have to stop this now.

You throw yourself against Peter and you both fall back onto the bed. You struggle for a moment and the speedster is giggling the whole time, evidently amused by the situation. He surely loves torturing you like this and the thought of that makes you feel even angrier and struggle harder.

You keep trying to yank his right arm, but Peter pushes you back and hides the hand that's holding the vibrator behind his back once more, sporting a borderline malicious grin.

“What, babe? Are yer gonna give up now?” He teases with an evil smirk that makes you lose it again. You push him forward and manage to make him fall back in the bed. Then you get on top of him, straddling Peter as a way to keep him from moving, but the effort seems to be futile as he keeps shifting under you; his head ducked in the hollow of your neck and one of his hands holding you back by the hip.

After a moment, he stops struggling and you realize that Peter is breathing heavily. You can feel his warm breath brushing the side of your neck and you notice that your own breathing is hitching too.

You pull back, observing Peter's devil gaze. In record time, literally, Peter flipped your positions, his hands snaking into yours as he holds them either side of your head. You stay quiet, glancing up at your best bud and awaiting his next move.

Glancing down at your lips, Peter’s tongue protrudes as he swipes it across his own, chest heaving in excitement. “If yer gave me the chance, babe?” His words were sincere and low.

“I could take real good care of ya.” Peter’s now dark gaze looks up and bores into your own, emphasizing his words in a way that had you needing him already.

You gulped as your breath hitched, your legs involuntarily rubbing together for friction. Arousal seeped from your entrance, beginning to soak your panties, being concealed only by the oversized sleep shirt you had over you.

If Peter had this effect on you with just his words, you wondered how you would survive with him balls deep inside. The thought alone made your thighs quake.

You weren’t stupid. You were very aware of Peter’s dating history and his tendency to ‘get around.’ But could you blame him? With the power to move any part of his body at mind bogglingly rapid speeds, you were surprised that there wasn’t a line of women outside his dorm room each night, cash in hand.

Peter was a respectful lover, of course, making it known his intentions from the get-go, but you couldn’t help but feel insecure from the inexperience you had against him. You weren’t a virgin, but you absolutely weren’t experienced either.

Peter felt your legs quivering as he looked down, fighting against the Gods themselves to not moan at the sight before him. Your baggy shirt had lifted up during the tussle, revealing your lace panties, wet from your arousal. His own cock leaked in response, and Peter looked back up, awaiting your response.

He was Peter. Your Peter; and you trusted him wholeheartedly.

“Really?”

“Scout’s honor, babe.” Peter grinned, holding up four fingers. He wasn’t a scout, nor was he holding up the right amount of fingers, but that was enough for you.

Smiling, you nodded, and Peter’s nervous facade dropped instantly as a teasing smirk adorned his features. He sat up to pull his shirt over his head in one swift motion, then leant back down to meet you in a passionate kiss.

Your lips parted instantly, allowing his tongue to explore your mouth while his fingers found the hem of your shirt, sliding up until the pads of his fingers tickled and grazed your waist. Peter hummed in content, enjoying the slight jolts your body made in reaction to his soft touches.

Sliding his hand along your spine, your back arched, allowing Peter to pull you up into a sitting position and gently take off your shirt. Once the material was discarded on the floor and you were left in just your panties, Peter grinned like a schoolboy at the sight of your bare chest, watching your nipples gradually harden from the exposure to the cold air.

A low groan rumbled from the back of his throat as he leant forward to blow cool air on your tits briefly, making you whimper and curl your hands into his unbelievably soft hair that you were impossibly jealous of.

He leaned back quickly to remove his shirt, discarding it in the general direction where he threw yours.

Peter’s focus moved back to your face, taking you in another sweet kiss as his chest collided with yours. The warmth between your bodies was comforting, especially when Peter pressed them together and pulled back from the kiss to travel back down. He kissed down the valley of your breasts, moving to the underside with an unsuspecting nip, making you gasp and clutch onto his hands.

Your eyes closed as Peter worked on your chest, nipping, licking and sucking the both of them, leaving a trail of marks that showed your belonging to him. When his soft touches subsided, you opened your eyes, only to be met with Peter’s dark ones and a smirk gracing his pinkish lips.

You were about to question him on why he stopped before he shushed you and tilted his head teasingly.

“Be honest with me, babe. Yer bought that vibrator with me in mind.” Peter smiled cheekily as you flushed once more, shaking your head in denial.

“It was just a big coincid-” you stopped mid sentence as your best friend quirked his eyebrow, disbelief coating his expression. You sighed.

“I guess.. It might've been at the back of my mind..” you mumbled almost inaudibly, averting your gaze due to the sheer embarrassment of admitting your dirty secret to the very last person you intended to tell.

Peter mockingly leaned closer towards you, cupping his ear with his hand as if it were impaired. “I’m sorry, babe, couldn’t hear yer there. What did ya say?” You glared at him, only making him laugh and continue with the gesture until you did what he wanted.

“Okay- fine! Yes, it was about you. Don’t be gettin’ so cocky about it, alright?” You admitted, exasperated.

Peter snickered jovially, his chest puffing out in show that your words had already given him the ego boost he was craving for. You could barely revel in your humiliation before you gasped, a buzzing emitting from your clit that made you writhe in a frenzy.

“All yer had to do was tell me the where and when, babe.” Peter grinned, gazing at your blissful expressions as the pads of his fingers pressed deeper into your clit, making you rock your hips into his hand. “Yer don’t need that toy when ya have the living, breathing, undoubtedly sexier thing.” You failed to answer, instead nodding vigorously and whimpering.

The buzzes came to an abrupt stop as his hands slid back out of your soaking panties, and you whined at the loss of contact, humping the air to gain some sort of friction to keep you going.

Peter snickered beside you, a comment about how needy you were for him going unnoticed by you as you whined for his touch.

You gripped onto his hands tight, gasping as Peter once more began kissing down your chest, but this time passing your breasts and moving down your stomach, peppering kisses along the way.

“Your skin is so fuckin’ soft,” Peter groaned, grabbing your thighs with a “c’mere” and pulling you towards him “what typa baby powder are yer usin’, huh?” His voice blabbered on and you let out a sound that was between a chuckle and a moan, your chest heaving as you awaited his heavenly touches.

Hooking your aching legs over his shoulders, Peter reached for the strap of your underwear, his fingers hooking underneath and sliding them off. You could faintly hear the fumble of the material, unknowing that Peter had shoved your wet panties in his trouser pocket.

One of his hands reached upwards to join with yours again, giving you the added reassurance that you would be okay and safe with him.

Your mind completely dissociated from anything other than him as Peter parted your sticky folds with his tongue, sliding the wetness up until he reached the other end. He giggled into your core, making you furrow your brows in confusion but shiver at the vibrations rippling through you.

“I was thinkin’.. It just reminded me of that old guy parting the seas.” Peter chuckled, and your head lifted up to look at your best friend in pure shock. ”What was his name? Monty? Moses? Moses! It was Moses.”

The Fuck?

“You seriously cannot be quoting the bible whilst eating me out, Peter.” You couldn’t believe what he just said. He couldn’t have been the furthest from sexy in this moment, and yet your body was still trembling from anticipation and want. You laid back down, chuckling from the irony and utter bullshit Peter spew out.

“Sorry, sorry.” Peter grimaced, cringing at his own actions “not the time.” Letting out a breath of hot air that hit your center, you gasped, immediately forgetting about what just occurred.

Peter dove in fully this time, leaving you almost no time to prepare as his tongue swirled around your slick in a way that had you clawing at your interlocked hands, gripping Peter so tightly you feared you may be cutting off his circulation.

Your body jolted uncontrollably, and using his other hand, Peter pressed it against your stomach to cease your movements, your skin burning up underneath his touch.

The bed rocked underneath you, not only from your involuntary movements but from the relentless thrusts Peter made on the bed, his cock hardening from your squeaks and moans that he was creating. He humped the bed, groaning into your core, only adding in the stimulation and pleasure, taking you to the brink of screaming so loud that Ororo could be able to hear you from the other side of the mansion.

Peter’s nose tickled your clit as he lapped at your heat, giving you that extra stimulation that took you where you needed to get faster. Your breathing quickened as you felt a finger penetrate through your folds and fully into you, making you gasp and clench, begging him to just move. Move.

The mix of his tongue flicking and buzzing your clit and his now two fingers pumping you in and out sent you into a frenzy, your moans only spurring Peter on, taking him to the edge of his own release.

The only thing you could think about was Peter and the exhilarating pleasure that he was providing you. You seized up as if you were in fear his actions would stop altogether, burning pressure building inside of you to the point you felt like you might explode.

With a curl of his fingers against a particularly spongy spot inside of you, you cried out Peter’s name as your back arched expertly off the bed, blazing intense bliss shooting out from your core and spraying the mattress, your thighs and Peter’s face.

Crying out once more in pure euphoria, your back hit the bed as you spasmed, Peter’s tongue working you through your orgasm.

Breathing heavily, you shuddered as Peter’s fingers slid out of you, a trail of your sticky release coating his digits. He all but moaned at the sight, arousal pooling in his belly as he unconsciously jutted his hips forward once more, seeking and finding the contact for his rock hard erection that was painfully constricted in the tight confines of his pants.

After a few more sharp thrusts, a filthy moan came out from Peter, his mouth forming a perfect ‘o’ shape and thick ropes of hot cum spilling into his underwear.

As your high came to an end Peter moved to kneel above you, putting his slick-covered fingers into his mouth and closing his eyes, humming at the taste. You didn’t even have the strength to utter out thanks to Peter, watching him tiredly as he wiped his chin of arousal.

He leant down briefly to kiss the inside of both your quivering thighs before laying them down to rest against the mattress.

Humming a low chuckle at your blissed out state, Peter took you into a delicate kiss, the taste of yourself and the heat of your altercation invading your senses. You wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders, pulling away after short intervals for air.

“Well?” he said, tucking a sweaty strand behind your ear.

“Well what?”

“Was it better than the vibrator?” Peter smirked, leaving wet kisses and hickies along your jawline that your peers would surely question about tomorrow.

You let out a few breaths, still struggling to come to terms with the fact that you just fucked your bestfriend.

“I think you know the answer to that, Peter.” You breathed lightly as his hair tickled your cheeks. He grinned against the skin of your neck, encouraging a tired smile of your own to break out.

He then sat up promptly, adorning a mischievous smile before using his speed to grab the vibrator, you watching him with wide eyes.

You thought he had the intentions for a second round, but you were dumbfounded as he sped over to your balcony, stepping outside and using his speed to throw the toy as far as a speedster deemed possible.

“Peter!!” You screeched, jumping out and quickly pulling on his tee, of which thankfully covered your bare bottom half, running up to the balcony and staring into the vast darkness. “That was mine, you airhead! You have to get it back!”

“It didn’t even work that well, princess.” Peter promptly shrugged at his actions, bending down to throw you over his shoulder. You screech once more, flinging your arms about in an attempt to cover your bare lower half, a string of obscenities leaving your sore throat.

He threw you onto the bed under the covers, disappearing for a nanosecond to clean up and then reappearing, wearing a sweatshirt and sleeping pants. Peter crawled under with you, nuzzling into your neck contently as if he hadn’t just lobbed your expensive toy to the other side of the continent.

You scoffed, pushing against his head. “I can’t believe you’ve actually just done that.”

Still unrelenting, Peters warm hands slowly rubbed up and down your thigh, as if trying to hypnotize you into sleep. “No regrets,” he grinned, voice slightly muffled as his breath hit your neck “besides, yer have me now babe.”

“Really?” You looked up at the ceiling in shock, not even thinking about what all this actually meant. “Like, as a couple?”

Peter nodded gleefully, moving his head away to look up at you with tousled hair and droopy eyes. “Just imagine, i can be your strong, handsome, ladies man, dreamy, seductive, great music taste, badass boyfriend that you can show off to all friends and family.” You laughed at his dreamy sigh, caressing your fingers into his hair.

“Seductive?” You question, your teasing smirk letting him know you were only joking around. “I would hardly compare you to Patrick Swayze.”

Peter gasped overdramatically, his hand quickly removing itself from your thigh, clenching it by his chest as if he were heartbroken. “Babe, have you seen my smoulder? The chicks faint at the sight.” You turn to look at him, only to see him adorning a quirked eyebrow and a theatrical smoulder not-so-gracefully embellishing his face.

You snort, using the hand in his hair to push Peter’s head back into your neck.

“The fact you just referred to women as ‘chicks’ only proves my point, Maxipad.” You say after a brief pause, only to be met with light snoring as Peter’s eyes closed, his arms wrapped around your middle and legs intertwined with your own.

You bit your lip from cheerfulness, relishing in the moment as your arms curl up by his chest, comforted by the heat radiating off his body.

It was the same cuddling as when his leg was broken, only the air had changed to that of intimacy, a warm buzzing feeling in your chest.

So yes, you had found something to do this weekend.

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[lumi077]

X-Men HCs

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

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

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

Logan (Wolverine):

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Scott (Cyclops):

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kurt (NightCrawler):

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jean:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#xmen #xmen x reader #wolverine x reader #logan howlett #logan howlett x reader #scott summers #scott summers x reader #Cyclops x reader #kurt wagner #nightcrawler #nightcrawler x reader #kurt wagner x reader #jean grey #jean grey x reader #xmen headcanon #lumiwritings

[meltingsandwhich]

Being Charles Child and Dating Logan would include

Im super into X-Men again so if y’all wanna send any requests related to the X-Men please feel free <3

Slowburn anyone?

You met Logan for the first time when your dad introduced you to him

Your dad obviously knew something was up

He didn’t even have to read your mind

Everybody knew, except you and Logan

Logan was a little cold towards you in the beginning, but that's just how he is

Your friendliness and kindness is what drew him closer to you

Despite having to teach mutants all day, you always made time for Logan (which he appreciated)

Many late night conversations

Walking around the mansion together

Baking/ Cooking together! Although Logan doesn't know what to do half the time so he just watches you

"Logan, it said 1 teaspoon, not 1 tablespoon"

"Oops"

Your father probably reading Logans mind

Just to make sure he's serious about you

But obviously Charles approves, if you're happy he's happy

He's not too happy to find you guys making out from time to time however

You and Logan training together

Going on missions together

Logan is impressed with how well you can fight

Logan always sticks up for you when you're arguing with your dad (or Cyclops for that matter)

Best friends with all of the X-Men and training the younger mutants with Logan

It makes your father happy to see you and Logan come back safely from a mission

Your dad and Logan would do anything for you <3

#x men #xmen imagine #wolverine x reader #charles xavier #logan howlett #logan howlett x reader #xmen headcanon

[tinfairies]

I have an x men request, (separate) headcanons for Charles, Eric and Logan with an fem s/o who is a virgin?

Charles

Is more excited than he let's on.

Charles likes to be people's first, there's something about making a virgin cum within minutes.

His mutation comes in handy. He knows everything they want, what they like and if they're in pain.

He's known his lover was a virgin since they first got together, and he's waited for them to be ready ever since.

Charles can't wait to make them cum again and again. It's a fetish at this point.

Erik

He never pushed his lovers limits. He always waited for them to initiate things, being completely unaware of the fact they were a virgin.

When they do finally take things further and Erik hears that confession, he suddenly becomes more soft and loving.

He wants to make their very first time memorable and special.

He won't lie, taking someones virginity is exciting to him.

Logan

Fuck, really? He feels bad that they're going to lose their virginity to him.

Yes, he's a bit excited to be someone's first time. He is still self critical and thinks his lover deserves better.

Logan tries his best to be romantic and soft. He tries to remember back to when he lost his virginity, just to get an idea of what he should do

He will try his best, but will tell them not to expect anything spectacular.

#Xmen #xmen headcanon #xmen imagine #xmen x reader #erik lehnsherr #erik lehnsherr x reader #charles xavier #charles xavier x reader #logan howlett #logan howlett x reader #Smut #Headcanons

[lyomeii]

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

#scott summers x reader #jean grey x reader #Anne Marie x reader #cyclops x reader #marvel girl x reader #rougue x reader #Kurt Wagner x reader #nightcrawler x reader #xmen x reader #x-men x reader #male reader #scott summers headcanon #jean grey headcanon #rougue headcanon #Kurt Wagner headcanon #x men x reader #x men imagine #X-men imagine #xmen headcanon #xmen x you #yandere xmen

[justsomefangirlie]

Random Thought:

(Slight spoilers)

I’m happy for them, but I can’t help but worry for Roberto. Now he’ll have to deal with some protective paternal figures — and maternal figures too.

(I mean, just imagine Wolverine or Gambit giving him the “if you hurt her…” kinda warning, much to Jubilee’s annoyance and Roberto’s worry.)

#marvel #xmen #x men 97 #x men the animated series #jubilee #jubilation lee #roberto da costa #sunspot #Jubilee x Roberto #not sure if they have a ship name yet #random thought #headcanon #gambit #remy lebeau #wolverine #logan howlett #protective parental figures #xmen headcanon #marvel headcanons

[c-vs-the-world]

Logan and Remy get into a screaming match except it's Cajun French vs (super rusty) 19th Century Canadian French mixed with a few Japanese words/phrases

#headcanons #headcanon #wolverine #logan howlett #james howlett #logan #remy lebeau #gambit #xmen #xmen headcanon #csays #cthinks #idk i just think itd be funny

[sixpossumsinaclownsuit]

Logan Howlett would advocate and understand the need for disability access and accommodations. Logan Howlett would know that he has a body that can endure anything, and that his ability is not the standard. I dunno. I feel like he'd be really understanding to other disabilities and if he learned someone had a disability he'd go out of his way to learn more about it and understand it. That's all.

#logan howlett #wolverine #logan howlett wolverine #xmen #xmen headcanon #wolverine headcanon #logan howlett headcanon #Logan howlett x reader #disabilties #disability rights are human rights #disability rights #disability accessibility

[cnwolf-brainrot]

Kurt Wagner and Names

Just some headcanons/observations about Kurt Wagner and names because has anyone else noticed that he very rarely gets called by name? Seriously in any version the name "Kurt" is rarely mentioned.

So here's some thoughts I have about that:

Kurt appreciates when people call him by name. He likes his nicknames of course, but he's spent his whole like getting called things like "demon" "freak" "blue boy", etc. When people actually take the time to call him by his real name, he notices and appreciates it.

In a similar vein, he takes the time to call others by their names. He doesn't like using his friend's superhero names unless they're actively in the field because he feels like using the hero names can become dehumanizing.

He's also really good at remembering names.

As much as he appreciates his real name being used, he associates certain nicknames with certain people to the point that those nicknames are almost more impactful than his name. For example when Logan calls him "elf" it's something specific to them, and thus means more to him.

Idk those were just some thoughts I had based off of observations

#kurt wagner #nightcrawler #x men #marvel #xmen headcanon #marvel headcanons #might add more later #who knows lol

[william-he-they]

Domestic cherik au where Erik gardens <3<3 also also charles feeds stray cats. I just im sorry this isnt much but Erik gardening has been on my mind all day and charles with cats has been on my mind all day I might draw this concept later. Its silly its fun its cute and i love it.

#cherik #charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #charles xavier x erik lehnsherr #xmcu #xmen headcanon #the xmen #x men

[arysbruv]

Headcanon that legit everyone in the mansion, and I mean everyone, knows that Peter is Erik’s son. Of course, everyone except Erik.

Mystique: So uh, Erik, how do you feel about Peter?

Erik, oblivious: Hm? Oh. He’s like a son to me. A very chaotic son.

Everyone who’s hearing the conversation:

#i’m having dadneto brainrot rn #pls why didn’t peter tell erik he’s his son PLS #dadneto #peter maximoff #magneto #peter maximoff headcanon #marvel #xmen #xmen headcanon #quicksilver

[quickandsilvers]

HEADCANNONS OF PETER MAXIMOFF SLEEPING

I got carried away so i profusely apologise in advance

!NSFW mentioned at the end!🔥

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-This man can sleep ANYWHERE

-the bed, the common room sofa, in lectures (can we blame him??), the stairwell, the roof… you name it, Peter has slept there

-had to be carried off the X-jet by Hank after falling asleep on the way home from a particularly long mission

- Scott did not pass up the chance to take a multitude of photos

- they’re hidden very well. it drives Peter to the brink of insanity

-he practically begs Scott to not show you the polaroids (he totally did)

-they’re your prized possession

-Peter pretends to fall asleep on your lap during movie night

-proceeds to actually fall asleep

-he totally drools. Sorry not sorry

-Mumbles concerning or downright bizarre things in his slumber

-the type of guy to moan ‘mom, five more minutes!’ to a grown ass man

-did it on Logan. It didn’t end well..

-With a mix of raging ADHD and his speedster gene, Peter literally CANNOT. KEEP. STILL. Babyboy rolls off the bed onto the floor

-Unless you're sharing the bed with him, he will be too lazy to get up and will snooze where he fell

-Occasionally sleepwalks

-With the outstretched hands and everything

-Looks like a zombie

-Sleepwalked up to Ororo in the kitchen, scared her so bad she sent him crashing through a wall

-He still slept soundly

-Definitely the type of guy to comically do the ‘schnooorr, mimimimi’ whilst sleeping

-He can also sleep through ANYTHING

Thunderstorm? No worries. An Earthquake bigger than the Richter scale? Forget about it. Alien invasion and world domination? Pfft.

-It got so bad the xmen had to brief new students that if they found Peter sprawled out on the floor somewhere, they shouldn’t worry, he was just getting his ‘big boy sleep’ - (as you so kindly put it)

If you share the bed:

-Takes up ¾ of it (if you’re lucky)

-One leg encasing you somewhere, another leg sprawled and contorted into some weird position

-When he likes to roll he gets stopped by your body

-Admits defeat and just lays on top of you

-The heat radiating off his body is like a VOLCANO

-This isn’t helped by the fact he is a naturally very cuddly person

-Extremely clingy but you don’t mind

-Keeps you up with his snoring and ‘mimimi’s’

-It’s comically loud

-you can only wake him up with the smell of twinkies

-or morning head

-he definitely sleeps in on purpose just so you suck him off

-that almost beats eating cake snacks in the morning

-almost.

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A/N: i promise new fics are on their way!! All suggestions will be completed💕❤️💕❤️

#peter maximoff #quicksilver #evan peters #xmen #evan peters masterlist #peter maximoff fluff #peter maximoff x y/n #peter maximoff x you #peter maximoff x reader #peter maximoff smut #xmen peter maximoff #quicksilver smut #evan peters smut #evan peters headcannons #xmen headcanon #evan peters characters

[6rookie-writer0110]

Request - Could I get domestic headcannons for Emma Frost, Laura Kinney, Illyana Rasputin, and Kitty Pyrde

Kitty Pyrde

•Kitty did convince you to wear matching Halloween costumes.

•You and Kitty do spend a lot of time together.

•You listen to her vent when she has a bad day, and vice versa.

•When you and Kitty watch a movie together, you would put your arm around her.

•You would help her train in combat.

•When you are sick she would buy soup and medicine to take care of you.

•Sometimes, she would surprise you with your favorite lunch.

•You and Kitty would argue and then ignore each other.

•Kitty did try to cook for you but the kitchen caught on fire.

•She loves it when you have your arms around her.

• Sometimes she would play video games with you.

•Now and then someone would catch you and Kitty making out and then tell you two to stop.

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Emma Frost

•She loves hard.

•Emma likes to spoil you with gifts and affection.

•When you go out with Emma on dates, she would help you pick out an outfit.

•When you have a hard time expressing yourself, she would use telepathic to read your mind.

•You would cuddle with Emma when you watch a movie with her.

•Emma does know how to cook but she would take you to the most expensive restaurants.

•Emma isn't into video games, but she will listen to you talk about it.

•You would take care of Emma when she is sick or on her period.

•While out in public, she would hold your hand and there will be some PDA.

•Emma would wear your shirt to sleep.

•When you cuddle with Emma, she would kiss your forehead and tell you everything will be okay.

•When she is away, she would call or text to see how you are doing.

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Laura Kinney

•Laura doesn't do a lot of PDA, but behind doors, she will be affectionate with you.

•You wanted to dress up for Halloween and she told you no lame costumes.

•For valentines day, you and Laura would spend time together, but won't be like those other couples.

•Laura would want to do something fun like paintball.

•She would be romantic with you in her way.

•Laura likes it when you cook for her.

•You like it when she cuddles with you while sleeping.

•Now and Then Laura would be sarcastic.

•You and Laura would make out a lot.

•You and Laura would hold hands in public.

•You do have pet names for her.

•You and Laura would binge-watch a show. Then look up theories on the internet.

•She does remember snacks that are your all-time favorite.

•You take care of her wounds.

•Sometimes, you and Laura would cook together.

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Illyana Rasputin

•Not everyone thinks Illyana would fall in love with someone and care for that person, but they are wrong.

•She does like it when you surprise her with gifts or chocolate.

•Illyana has pet names for you.

•Illyana would not dress up for Halloween, but you would.

•Sometimes, you would hug her from behind which she likes.

•Illyana would cook for you sometimes.

•She doesn't like when someone flirts with you.

•You and Illyana do go away a lot on trips.

•She would let you try out her sword.

•You and Illyana would argue, sometimes.

•Illyana is sarcastic.

•You like it when she flirts with you.

•Colossus supports the relationship.

•You and Illyana would visit Colossus on the holidays.

•You always cuddle with Illyana and she likes it when you play with her hair.

•When Illyana says ‘I love you’ she would mean it and you would believe her.

#x men imagine #xmen imagine #xmen headcanon #gender neutral reader #gender neutral fanfic #emma frost imagine #Emma Frost x reader #Laura Kinney imagine #Laura Kinney x reader #x male reader #male!reader #Illyana Rasputin imagine #Illyana Rasputin x reader #Kitty Pryde imagine #Kitty Pryde x reader

[meltingsandwhich]

Dating Charles Xavier would include

I’m feeling really inspired to write for the X-Men so if you want to request anything feel free <3

(Mutant! Reader, powers not specified. Gif not mine, TW: brief mention of drugs)

Kinda cliche but it was kinda love at first sight

It’s kinda hard to hide your feelings from a telepath anyways

So you two hit it off

Not going dates per se

Most times it was just y’all cuddling by the fire and him reading to you

Or spending time outside at the mansion

Or cooking for him

Being friends with Raven and Hank

Kinda sorta friends with Erik

You’re still mad at Erik because of what happened on the beach

Charles would make you feel better about your mutation, especially if it was something with your physical appearance

He’d help you learn to control your powers

He’s a bit overprotective

He won’t admit it but he does get jealous quite a bit

Training together

He’d promise that he’d never read your mind

Power couple <3

Recruiting mutants together

Helping him through his rough patch

That was one of the hardest points in your relationship

It was hard seeing him like this

You and Hank were the only people who took care of him

Disagreeing with Hank drugging him but eventually you let him

You’d have to really take care of him (making sure he eats, etc)

You’d most likely have arguments, Hank sometimes having to intervene

No matter what, you promised to Charles that you wouldn’t leave him like the others

In the end, Charles was grateful that you stuck with him during that time

He’s so grateful for everything that you do for him, and for the X-Men

#xmen #charles xavier #charles xavier x reader #charles xavier headcanons #xmen imagine #xmen headcanon

[tinfairies]

Wait omgggg you write for all the first class guys? 🥹

Any nsfw HC’s for beast, havok, erik, or Charles? 💖

Hank McCoy "Beast"

He is very shy at first. It's hard for him to ask anyone out, let alone invite them into bed.

Once he gets comfortable though, he starts to loosen up.

Getting rougher, trying new positions, involving toys.

He loves making his partner feel good, and will spend hours just kissing and teasing their body.

Hank is a soft dom and is such a giver. It's hard to get him to just lay back and be pleasured.

It will take a while before he's even comfortable with the mere idea of having sex in his mutant form.

He's deeply insecure about it and needs a lot of comfort and reassurance.

Alex Summers "Havok"

Alex can be a cocky asshole at times, always flirting and making smooth comments

However once he's in bed, he needs to be guided a bit.

It's not that he's incapable, far from it. It's just that he's afraid of losing control of himself.

He spends a lot of time on his partner.

Working them up, and having them cum at least twice before he even thinks about putting his cock in them.

He can be worked up though, especially after a mission. When he has adrenaline pumping through him, it's easy for him to get riled up, bending his partner over the nearest surface and fucking them into oblivion.

Erik Lehnsherr "Magneto"

Erik is dominating, but in such a subtle way.

Very flirty without being obvious, and a lot of his perverted comments go unnoticed.

He can be a very gentle lover, or he can fuck his partner within an inch of their life.

It's all about what they want, or need.

Loves to just put metal cuffs on their wrists and ankles. He can restrain his lover without having to bother with pesky ropes.

His Aftercare is supreme, always being so gentle and attentive afterwards. It doesn't matter if it was rough sex or not.

Erik likes a good challenge however, a lover that plays hard to get and treats him like a game.

Is open to the idea of having a threesome with Charles

Charles Xavier "Professor X"

Flirty, bold, and suave. His accent gets him far.

Charles prides himself on getting into anyone's bed, so of course he loves a challenge.

He's usually rough, nothing crazy but he isn't gentle. If his partner seems to need gentle sex, he's more than willing to slow down.

His sex drive is high, he loves spending all day in bed with his lover.

He usually doesn't read his partners mind, not wanting to invade their privacy. But it is handy when he's trying to figure out what they want.

Though, if they're shy he will make them say it out loud. If they say he can just read their mind he'll frown and go on his whole shpeel about privacy and verbal consent.

Will absolutely drag Erik into bed at some point, as long as his partner agrees.

#Xmen #xmen x reader #xmen imagine #xmen headcanon #hank mccoy #alex summers #erik lehnsherr #charles xavier #hank mccoy x reader #alex summers x reader #erik lehnsherr x reader #charles xavier x reader

[simpforfandoms]

I saw that you write for marvel and if x-men are in that can you do headcanons for dating each of the x-men? Well not like all of them but some of them.

Headcanon’s for Dating X-Men

anon didn’t state which ones to do so I took creative liberty. I like doing head canons, i don’t have to write as formal

includes: Scott Summer, Jean Grey, (Young) Charles Xavier, Anna Marie and, Remy LeBeau

warnings: swearing, some self-doubt, bad grammer?

masterlist

Scott Summers

starting off with my bae

jk he’s all yours

he puts on a strong facade but when you guys are alone he a little teddy bear

always wanting to cuddle

always wanting to hold you

Always wanting to kiss you

But when you’re in front of the team?

It’s a whole different story

He gives you the cold shoulder

Acts like you don’t even exist

He says it’s for safety reasons

“The bad guys can’t know we’re together or else they’re target you to get to me”

But when you try to ask why he won’t even talk to you around the team because they aren’t bad guys

He claims that he can’t trust them

some part of you believes that he just wants to seem like an eligible bachelor

The people that know of your relationship is Charles and Logan

Charles is a given

Logan walked in on you and Scott making out

He promised not to tell anyone if you two promised not to be so loud

Logan needs his sleep man

Anyways because of Scott keeping the relationship a secret you’ve become insecure

As if you weren’t already

Everytime you try to bring up your concerns he dismisses it

You insecurities have gotten so bad that you begin to distance yourself from everyone

I mean even just seeing them makes you compare yourself to them

Of course Scott notices right away

Because you weren’t only distancing from the rest of the team but from him too

So of course homie tracked you down

Like he actually tracked you down because you have invisible powers (wow shocker)

Anyways so he cornered you after a meeting

“Why are you avoiding me”

“How can I avoid you if you don’t even talk to me in the first place Summers?”

There was people around so against your better judgement you kept the facade

“C’mon Y/n really? This is what this is about?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. Now if you excuse me I have places to be and people to meet”

You were being difficult

But honestly I can’t blame you

So Scott did the only logical thing

He kissed you

Right in front of everyone

You were shocked

“About time” Logan says

when he finally pulled away from the kiss he said that he loved you

Awwwwwwww

Well now your relationship was public

So you stopped distancing yourself

But also you were still insecure

After a while you told Scott about your worries

So every now and then he has to remind you how perfect you are

Also Scott doesn’t really like PDA so him kissing you infront if the team was like a one time thing

Until you and him were in life threatening danger

But that’s a story for another hour

Jean Grey

now onto Jean

let’s just pretend that she didn’t out Bobby for the sake of these headcanons

Jean absolutely adores you

Like sometimes she’ll just stare into your eyes

Unlike Scott she wasn’t one to hide your relationship from the team

but she didn’t exactly tell them

Like she would hug you and cuddle with you infront of them

But they didn’t really peice it together

They just thought you guys were really close

It wasn’t until she got the Phoenix that the team found out

like for some reason it made her incredibly confident

So i mean she just randomly grabbed your face and kissed you

You didn’t really mind

The team was kinda shocked

When the shabloom went down you were there to comfort her and kiss you

after she learned to control the phoenix she was still confident

Like she still would just randomly kiss you in front of the team

During training

During teaching

 during meals

And not like pecks

Like full on make out sessions

It got so bad one time that Charles had to put you too in the same room so you wouldn’t have so much pent up tension

if you know what I mean ;)

Anyways you and Jean were perfect for each other

If anyone dared touched you she would rip them to shreds

metaphorically

unless you like actually died

Then the whole world would burn

You would do the same for her

You two match each other’s energy and it’s perfect

I would say more but

Jk

I’m saying more you fools

If you’re a woman

Kurt said that he wanted a threesome with you and jeans

Which resulted in 2 bitch slaps

One from Jean

One from you

The disrespect

Then of course as you and Jean were walking away you said

“Hey let’s have a threesome with Scott”

“Oh come on”

(Young) Charles Xavier

You weren’t a mutant

You were simply his next door neighbor (and best friend)

When you found out he was mutant you obviously didn’t care

When you found out he had been taking care of raven you supported him

Kinda hurt because of how him and raven were close

But supportive non the less

When he had explained to you the idea of Charles Xavier school for gifted youngsters you supported him

You even moved in with him

His logic was that he needed his best friend by his side

So you have always been supportive of him

When he told you about the X-Men you were hesitant

“Are you sure that’s a good idea Charles?”

“Trust me on this Y/n”

“Ok.”

And so you did

All the x-men were nice

However you didn’t exactly like how Erik constantly said that you were scum

But you could deal with it (for the most part)

One day it had gotten bad though

“Why are you even here Y/n? You’re useless. Utterly and completely useless.”

You just sat there and took his shit

He had started to blow up on you because you used the last of milk

no body else was around to witness it

“Y’know what Erik, you’re right. I am useless. I’m leaving.”

You walked out of the room and the building

are you okay y/n?

Charles get out of my head, we made an agreement

I sensed that you were feeling down

I’m leaving

Why?

Get out of my head and come talk to me

Charles showed up not even 10 seconds later

“If you were so close why didn’t you just talk to me normally”

“Where’s the fun in that?”

You stared into his eyes

Then his lips

Then his eyes

Then his lips

Charles just kiss me already

Then he did

After that it was smooth surfing

Well until you got caught in the crossfire

And instead of Charles getting hit

You did

And died

But hey Charles could still walk

Anna Marie (Rogue)

you first met rogue while at Xavier's

It was like love at first sight

well for you

Anna on the other hand avoided you

which was weird

because you practically had the same powers

well not really

you could mimic powers and skills by sight

while rogue could absorb powers and strength by touch for long periods of time

you could only mimic them as long as their in your eyesight

anyways you practically followed rogue around everywhere

trying to get her attention

she just never talked to anyone but charles

when Charles finally classified you and rogue as apart of the x-men you were thrilled

rogue seemed to be too

on your first mission she finally talked to you

"you're pretty cool"

"so are you"

You smiled as you defeated the next villian

after that you and rogue continue getting closer and closer till you too finally revealed feeling for one another

Rogue was to scared to do anything that could result in skin to skin contact

so all you really did was hand holding

until you convinced her to kiss you

"are you sure about this"

"100% percent"

"then why do we have to do it infront of everybody"

"incase something goes wrong"

"but you're 100% sure"

"Look hank says that my powers will cancel out yours and we'll be fine as long as I keep my eyes open"

"Just kiss already!" Jean shouts

and with that, you lean in and kiss Anna

it was as magical as you expected

and nothing went wrong

now anna wasn't afraid to touch you

life was good

Remy LeBeau (Gambit)

you met remy on the streets

you thought he was a prostitute at first

but turns out he was just recruiting you to be a part of the x-men

"I think, I'll pass"

"C'mon darling we could really use someone with your skills"

"Are you sure you're not a prostitute?"

He laughs and hands you a card

"Call me if you change your mind"

The interaction kept replaying in your head

so you called him

you became a part of the x-men

yay

anyways you were sparring with gambit

when things got a little heated

like a tad

"What the fuck was that? You do that out in the field and you're gonna end up six feet under."

"Oh please, don't act like you give a fuck!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm done sparring with you, I'm gonna go find a different partner. Maybe Scott."

"We're not done here y/n!"

"Yeah, we are!"

You storm off to your room where you find jean

"You gotta fix the sexual tension between you and Remy. It's literly killing me!"

"What tension?"

"You're not dumb y/n, figure it out."

As she walks out, Remy walks in

"I do care about you"

You hum in response

"m'sorry"

"ugh. just kiss me already."

Then you kiss

mwah

anyways you and Remy date

Unlike Scott, he's really one for PDA

like we're talking kisses out of nowhere

he constantly reminds you that you're his

and you remind him that you're not an object

but you like it

anyways happily ever after

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