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nah cause all i can think abt it rafe being an absolute DICKHEAD to everyone but you. like he 180 changes when ur around and it completely baffles everyone.

OOOOH yes. everyone tellin you “he’s a dickhead, I don’t get why you’re with him.” And youre like “wdym? he’s the sweetest boy ever.” because you nd him and literally like this everyday

his friends hate it sm. I imagine it would go something like this

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Everywhere Rafe went, you followed. His friends never had the balls to say anything and just let it happen.

At parties, he was drinking and leaning in his chair, talking to Barry, who currently smoked a joint. A man sat in front of them, offering them an amount of money for the gold from the cross.

Rafe shook his head at the offer.

“That all?” Rafe asked him, unamused.

“I mean,” the dude scoffed. “How much would you take for it?”

“This bar is at least 5 grand. If you don’t got the money, fuckin’ stop wasting my time.”

“How is that five grand?”

Rafe rolled his eyes, irritated as he shut the case the gold was kept it. “Yo, what the fuck did I just say? Stop wasting my time. Get the fuck out.” He nodded, the man scoffing and shaking his head, standing up and walking away.

Rafe seemed irritated, his eyebrows furrowed and his face rested in an annoyed expression. That was until he glanced up and saw you walking towards him.

The man that had tried to buy the gold pushed past you, making you furrow your eyebrows at his rudeness.

Rafe had seen it, his irritation and anger bubbling once again. You just shrugged it off as you continued your stride to your boyfriend.

And he saw your bubbly demeanor, bouncing around happily as you walked towards him with the sweetest smile. He melted, the corners of his lips twisting up to form a smile. You fell into his lap, clearly drunk as you slurred out his name happily, hiding your face in his shoulder.

“Hey, baby.” He mumbled softly and quietly, hands rubbing circles on your legs.

Barry raised his eyebrows at Rafe, Rafe motioning for him to leave, his old glare back before he turned his attention back to you.

“You tired?” He asked you quietly.

“Yeah. Wanna go home, Rafey.” You whined and complained. And with anyone else, the nickname would have had someone 6 feet under.

“Alright. We’ll go home. Lemme just clean up here, Kay’?” He patted your ass softly, gently getting you off his lap.

“‘Kay.” You mumbled tiredly, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and waiting, but before he could even turn around to you, you were fast asleep on the couch.

He sighed, shaking his head and smiling again to himself.

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More of rafe-reader-sarah please, love it 💓

best friends brother Rafe is dear to my heart

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“Okay, so I had a-“ sarah paused her story when she opened the back door, her eyes going to the three boys in the pool.

“What are you guys doing?” she asked them. “I told you she was coming over today, and I told you-“

“Far as I’m concerned, my little sister doesn’t run the fuckin’ house.” Rafe scoffed, his eyes going to you, eyeing you up and down. His friends laughed, sounding like screeching vultures

You had a bikini top, with short denim shorts on. You clearly had intentions to go in the pool.

“We can… share…?” You suggested to Sarah when she continued to argue with him. “I don’t mind.” Rafe shrugged, looking to his friends, who didn’t seem to care too much.

“Fine.” She sighed, putting her stuff down on the table nearby. You and her peeled off the rest of your regular clothes and down into your bathing suits, hopping into the water with with Rafe and his friends.

The whole time, Rafe glanced to you, watching as you both laughed and giggled over something, and sipped on a martini on the side.

“Dude,” Kelce hit his arm, snapping him out of his daze momentarily.

“What?”

“You even listening right now?”

“Not really, no.”

Kelce groaned And Rafe rolled his eyes. “C’mon, I got the hottest girl on the fuckin’ island in my pool right in front of me with her tits hanging out and you expect me to listen to your dumbass?”

“That’s your sisters friend, that’s fucked up, man.” His other friend mumbled.

“So? You act like I care.”

“Jesus.” Kelce mumbled, shaking his head to himself.

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Babyproofed claws

req: I was thinking with Logan/Wolverine where he ends up having a little girl with the reader and for a while like a few months/a year she doesn’t show any signs of mutation until one day they see little baby claws come out of her hand🥹 like they don’t hurt her like Logan’s does since she was born with it. And reader loves her even more and reassure Logan that she’ll be okay and that nothing will ever change. So mostly fluff but a little smut at the end pile be amazing! Like not necessarily a full smut just like sexual tension about “baby number two” hoping they have reader’s mutation

Req by @supernaturalstilinski

Warnings: fem!reader, it’s said logan wasn’t born with his claws (not canon, swapped it out to better fit request) , I did tweak the end a lil, dad!logan not proofread, fluff mostly

MASTERLIST | KOFI

Throughout your pregnancy, Logan’s mind was consumed with worry for the entire nine months as he wondered if his mutation would affect her. The thought of her experiencing the same pain as he did terrified him, and he was willing to endure it a million times over again to spare her.

Everything went smoothly for a year, her first birthday a few weeks ago. He thought that she was safe, he thought that by some miracle, both of your x-genes hadn’t passed onto her. He should have known he was wrong.

It started off as a normal night, him waking up earlier than anyone else, padding over towards the kitchen in an oversized jacket and sweatpants. He turned on the tv, quietly letting out a grunt as he sat down on couch and sinking into the cushions.

He got a few minutes to himself before he heard little whines coming from the room, making him sigh, knowing his time was up. He stood up, to already see you standing up, groggily mumbling to her as you picked her up. You glanced up at Logan, murmuring a sleepy “goodmorning” to him.

He sits down next to you, gently wrapping an arm around you and kissing the crown of your head. You put your head on his shoulder, both of you staring at your cooing baby in your arms.

As she lifted her hands in front of her face, you noticed a small glimmer of metal in the dim light. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and Logan's eyes widened in surprise. He practically flew up off the bed, switching on the light to make sure he wasn’t going insane.

“What the fuck?” You murmured, quickly pulling her hands away from her face, making her face contort up and she began to cry.

Logan was speechless, watching you examine the small metal claws, glancing up at him again. His eyes lingered on her.

“No, this… what? How? Her x-rays were totally fucking normal.” He finally spoke, watching her curious eyes examine the metal claws, tilting her head to the side. You still held her arm away from her face, just as confused as he was.

He then watched her retract her claws back into her hands, his eyebrow lifting when she let out a giggle instead of a cry.

You sighed in relief when you saw it didn’t hurt her as much as it had Logan. “Lo,” you turned your attention back to the man. He finally turned to you, his expression unreadable.

“Calm down.” You murmured, noticing how his eyes were about to pop out of the socket and his veins were about to bulge out of his skin.

“Calm down? Seriously? You’re gonna tell me to calm down? Our baby-“

"She's fine, okay? Look," you interrupted him and gestured towards her, causing him to look back at her once more. She was peacefully sleeping in your arms, and you carefully placed her back down in her crib. Logan stood with his arms crossed over his chest, shaking his head in disbelief.

“This still doesn’t make any fucking sense.” He spoke, sitting on the bed next to you again.

“She developed it late.” You replied, cocking your head to the side, as both of you gazed at the crib. “But for some reason, It didn’t look like it hurt for her.”

“But how? I mean,” he choked out a laugh, “her skeleton is probably covered in fucking metal, and there’s fucking claws retracting in and out of her skin, and god only knows if she has regeneration. That shit is gonna hurt.” He raised his voice at the end, you turning to him with a glare when you saw her stir. “Sorry, but it just doesn’t make fucking sense.”

“I know that, logan.” You snapped, glancing at him. “None of this makes fucking sense. But lo, she’s our baby, we just need to help her. Love her.”

He held his face in his hands, shaking his head to himself. You sighed, wrapping your arms around his large frame, kissing the blade of his tense shoulder.

“Everything will be fine, she will be fine. It’ll all work out, Lo. It always does.” You murmured quietly to him.

He shook his head, mumbling “Fuck,” with a bitter laugh. “I can’t even be a good dad.”

“But you are a good dad. Logan, that girl loves you like crazy. Nothings gonna change that.”

He stared back into the crib, thinking for a moment. “How are we supposed to explain to her that she’s different from everyone else? That she’s not fucking normal and it’s all my fault.”

“It’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself for this. And we’ll figure it out when that time comes. She’s a year old. We have time.”

He huffed, knowing you were right. You always were. He swore that being right was your mutation at this point.

She was peacefully asleep, mouth agape and chest falling and rising. A soft smile made its way onto your face, knowing that despite her mutation, you both would love her more than anything, you always will.

A few hours later, he was sitting with her on his lap, her giggling wildly with the small metal claws sticking out her hands, and Logan sticking foam on the top of them, baby proofing them for her, grumbling under his breath every time she kept jumping on his lap.

“There.” He murmured when he finished, watching her eyes go to the foam on her hands, making her eyebrows quirk in the way his usually did. He couldn’t suppress the small smile that tugged at the corner of his lips.

His smile disappeared when her claws retracted, the foam falling down. He groaned in annoyance, after taking all that time just for them to fall right off, shaking his head.

“Damnit.”

Once she was put back in her crib, both of you laying in bed, you murmur out something that makes him quirk an eyebrow.

“Maybe our second one will have my mutation.” You thought out loud, him looking at you.

“Second one, huh?”

You smirked, and he just smiled back, shaking his head at you.

“That would be nice.” He replied.

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Hi! I was wondering if you could do Jace x younger sister! Reader, where reader inherited her mother’s white hair and purple eyes and is very beautiful so everyone wants to vie for her hand. And Jace is rlly angry bc this is HIS sister(lover), she belongs to Jace and Jace alone.

fight for you

A/n: Hi! Love this sm. I didn’t rlly know what to do so this is just a short blurb. if you would like a longer version you’re more than welcome to req anyone one ): sorry

Warnings: possessive!jace, canon typical incest

MASTERLIST | KOFI

Ever since you both were younger, Jace had always been protective and possessive over you. He had always been by your side, fending others away from you.

No one else quite understood it, but you looked up into his eyes and he felt that urge to protect you from everyone else.

It never left him, not even as he got older and matured into a fine young prince. He had denied other peoples hands in marriage, all in hopes that he would get to marry you eventually.

As you got older, people had begun to realize your beauty, taking after the valyrian look. Many had asked for your hand in marriage, and they had always failed, your mother not accepting it.

Little did you know, it wasn’t because of your mother. Rather, it was because of your brother.

Every time he found out, he told his mother that the man was not fit, and that you would not be fit for him. He fought for you each time, finding every little detail he could about the men who attempted to take you away from him.

He could not have it. He would not have it.

Jacaerys would fight for you his whole life if need be, because you belonged to him and him only.

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Reader x Rafe. They have been dating for about 2-3 months and have been intimate, but it’s always been on the rough side. This very day, Reader is doing something sweet/ thoughtful for Rafe “cus she thought about him�� and it just melts his heart, and he realizes he is in love with her. So he makes love to her and is really really sweet. Hehe xx

𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈

warnings: smut, mdni, p in v, sweetheart reader, like one use of the name baby, unedited

a/n: wooo I’m getting back in my grind. anyways I loved his request so much it was so sweet ugh.

MASTERLIST

dividers by @/plutism and @/xurengu0

Rafe was always rough. That was a fact. And you didn’t mind it. But today was the day you saw a change in him.

He’s out on a business trip, you’re sitting on the bed, making a bracelet for him that, waiting for him to come back any minute now. You looked up from the strings in front of you and at the clock, then picked up your phone. Nothing new.

You just sighed and continued to finish the bracelet, glancing up at the clock every once in a while. Finally, you held it up in front of you. It had both of your initials on beads on it, along with a little heart bead in the middle. You smiled at it.

Even if you felt like he probably wouldn’t wear it, you would.

You heard the door open, and you jumped at the noise.

“Y/n?” He shouted from downstairs. You pocketed the bracelet, practically running down the stairs. He was putting down his stuff when you came running to him, jumping into his arms. He laughed, patting your back with a smile, he moved to kiss you on the lips, his hands grabbing your face.

“Missed you too.” He remarked, you rolling your eyes and leaning in to kiss him again. It had only been a few weeks and yet, it felt like years.

“I made you dinner.” You beamed up at him when you pulled away, hands on his neck. He nodded. “Let me put this shit up real quick and I’ll be down, yeah?” He said, you nodding and getting off of him, and going into the kitchen.

You put the food onto two plates, putting them onto the table. You began to eat, scrolling through your phone a bit as you waited. He finally came downstairs, in nothing but his grey sweatpants on his hips. You quirked an eyebrow as he hopped into the chair opposite of you.

“Mm. This is good.” He murmured after taking a bite, looking at you. You smiled at him, both of you eating while he talked about his trip and you talked about what you did while he was gone. You both talked even after the food was gone, just sitting back and laughing with each other.

You both stood up, and went into the bedroom. You both cuddled on the bed when you suddenly remembered the bracelet you made.

“Oh! Also, I uh…” you reached into your pocket, fishing for the bracelet. You grabbed it and pulled it out with a smile. “Made this for you.“ you held it out for him. He took it, examining it. “You don’t have to wear it, I guess, I just got bored and I thought about you. But-“

“No, no, no, no,” he stopped you. “I love it.” He smiled at it. He put the bracelet on his wrist, tightening it with the strings. “It’s nice.” He said. And fuck, it tugged at his heart strings. That might be the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for him.

He finally turned his head up to you, looking at you with a soft smile. “I love it.” He told you. Your smile widened, feeling relieved that he didn’t hate it.

“C’mere.” He murmured, leaning in to kiss you. His hand caressed the back of your head, and you let out a low moan when he slid his tongue into your mouth.

He moved so that he was now hovering on top of you, his lips still connected to yours. Your hands gripped his face, his on your sides.

You both pulled away, slightly out of breath when Rafe told you something you never quite thought you’d ever hear him say.

“I love you.”

Your eyes widened in shock, mouth going agape. “I…love you too.” You replied.

His hands went to your shorts, taking them off and throwing them somewhere on the floor. His rough lips were against your soft skin, gently sucking and kissing your neck.

You had a hand on the back of his head, his free hand below him shoving off his sweatpants and boxers. His cock was pulsing, the tip red and spilling out pre-cum. He pulled away from you, lips just above yours as he looked down.

He ran his cock up and down your pussy, you letting out a moan when it hit your clit with pressure. He smiled at your noises, looking back at you. He collected your juices on his cock, before slowly lining himself up with your entrance.

You cried out his name and he let out a groan, your arms wrapped around his body, nails digging into his skin as you breathed heavily against the boy.

He looked down at you, kissing your forehead. He wasn’t rough with you this time. He was being sweet, gentle.

He let you adjust to his size, waiting until you nodded until he slowly started to move. His cock slowly pushed against your walls, his hands moved to yours, lacing your fingers with his as he pushed in and out of you, his mouth agape.

His thrusts were slower, while still hitting deep. It was heaven.

“I love you.” He repeated, his hips meeting yours again. “Missed you… so fucking much.” He breathed out after, eyes boring into yours, looking at your face, memorizing every detail, listening to every sound that escaped your pretty lips.

“I got the… sweetest fucking girl on the island, don’t I?” He asked with a crooked smile. You looking back up at him, his words bringing you only closer and closer to that feeling.

His hands went down to your clit, you arching your back and letting out a moan. He rubbed slow circles on the button, you throwing your head back against the pillow.

You felt the pressure build up in your stomach, and he felt you clench down on him. He leaned down, kissing you again.

“Rafe.” You cried out.

“I know, I know baby. Cum for me.” He muttered, that was all you needed for the band to snap. You moaned out his name, and he let out a groan. He came inside of you, his seed painting your walls.

He sighed, pulling out and leaning his forehead against yours.

You started to giggle, causing him to furrow his eyebrows. “What?”

“I love you so much.”

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could you do more caregiver rafe? i love how you write him <3 thank u

thank you!! im not too sure what u meant by this buttt I hope it was something like this!!! dad!Rafe is the loml. I’m sorry this is short im in a writing slump rn and trying to get out of<3

nobody would have ever expected the rafe cameron to be such a softie for his family. The way he cared and loves his daughter was shocking to most of the Kildare residents who knew him.

He had changed his ways, he wasn’t the old Rafe anymore.

you both were home, simply having a lazy day and lounging on the couch, your toddler yapping to Rafe while he sat with her, the tv glowing in the back and the audio buzzing on.

“Oh yeah?” He raised his eyebrow, she looked at him and continued her rambling. “That’s crazy, babe.” He said.

You smiled at their antics, losing all interest in the show playing on the tv screen as you watched them with all the love you think a person could have.

He had a smile of his own on his face as he looked down at her, an idea popping in his head. His hands moved, and he started to tickle her, interrupting her yapping and replacing the words into loud squeal and laughs, a large smile on her face as she tried to push him away with her tiny hands.

“Daddy, stop!!” She giggled out.

He mocked her words, making loud squeals of his own that made you quirk an eyebrow and laugh. He snapped his head up to you now, smile widening.

“Oh, don’t worry, mama, im getting you too!” You squealed when he went over to you, you laughing along with him, your daughter watching in pure delight as he tickled you now.

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omg LOVED rafe being a dick to everyone but you could you PLEASE do another longer fic of it hehe 🥺🥺❤️

I’d love to 😽 so sorry this took a while, hope u can forgive me !

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Rafe lowkey a bitch but 🤷🏽‍♀️, sassy Rafe LMFAOO

He was talking with Topper and Kelce at the country club when the girl came up to him, her voice was almost a squeal, high pitched and forced. It caused all the boys to stop their conversation, turning to look at who had spoken.

She waved to the boys, smiling widely. Topper looked her up and down, a small smile on his face as he nudged Rafe and Kelce. "Dude, she's fucking hot," Topper murmured to his friends, Rafe scoffing, folding his arms over his chest.

"No, she is not," Rafe replied, shaking his head.

"Yeah she is, are you blind?”

“Just cause you’re in love with your girlfriend or whatever, doesn’t mean she isn’t hot.” Kelce laughed, topper laughing along. Rafe hit both boys, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Shut the fuck up. Now." He grumbled out, turning back to the girl and watching her walk up to the three of them.

"Can we help you?" Rafe spoke before they could even open their mouths, his voice tinged with annoyance. Kelce and Topper furrowed their eyebrows at him.

"Well, I just wanted to say hi! I'm here for a while, and I don't really know anyone, and you guys see-"

"We don't care." Rafe interrupted her rambling, his friends looking at him with a look screaming "What the fuck are you doing?!"

Her smile faltered, and Kelce jumped in.

"What he meant to say was that we can show you around the island if you want. I know this awesome beach spot that-"

"No, I meant to say that we don't care, and you can move along. Please." Rafe told her, giving her a smile. She stared at him for a moment, scoffing.

"You're an asshole." She muttered out, walking away.

"Dude!" Kelce hit him in the shoulder, both boys looking at him for answers.

"Just because you're in love with y/n does not mean you have to ruin our chances of getting laid." He continued but trailed off when he saw Rafe walk away from them, and walk over to you, wrapping an arm around you and whispering something in your ear that made you nod and smile up at him.

Both boys watched Rafe and you leave, you waving bye to both boys, Rafe holding the door for you.

"I need better friends." Topper sighed, downing his drink and looking at Kelce who nodded along.

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https://www.instagram.com/reel/C5JzzgKNSxp/?igsh=MWFtbXV2aDF4ODZkcg== this and adding Rafe saying you deserve the bare minimum I still have 9 months to make up for and you pushed my baby out

ugh yes. Sweet!rafe is the loml.

Rafe would never thought he’d be doing this. In his wife’s hospital room, with his baby next to him. The old Rafe would never have done anything like this. But he wasn’t that person anymore.

He wrapped his arm around you, helping you stand up. “I gotchu, mama.” He told you quietly, helping you into the bathroom, you giving him a small smile and gently closing the door.

“You alright? Y’ got it?” He would constantly ask you. It sort of got annoying but you let him dote on it.

When you struggled to take off your hospital gown you sighed and called out Rafes name. He was quick to come to your side, helping you take it off for you.

Then there was that one day where you smiled at him. “You know, you’re so sweet when you wanna be.” You told him, as he was helping you carry the baby stuff out of the hospital.

“What?” He seemed genuinely confused.

“Cause I mean, you helped me walk, and then you got me food, and you helped me take a shower multiple times. You’re just… sweet.” You shrugged, looking at your baby in your hands.

“I mean, I feel like that’s the bare minimum.”

You looked up at him now, interested in what he was gonna say.

“Yeah. I mean- you carried her for nine months and shit, and pushed that fat ass head out of you. Had to do all that shit.”

“Will you stop calling your baby’s head fat?”

“Sorry. Sorry. But…” he shrugged. “Bare minimum.”

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RAFE AND READER DOING THAT SHOT GLASS TREND ON TIKTOK WHERE THE SHOT GLASS GOES IN ONES MOUTH AND THEN THEY FLIP IT ( i hope u know what im talking about😭😭)

IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THISSS ANON.

It’d probably go exactly like this but i have to write sum about this so.

Fireball

Warnings- Alcohol consumption and im bad at describing things.

“You want us to what?”

“C’mon! Pleaseeee, Rafe? Look at them!” You motioned to the video playing on your phone. He sighed, rolling his eyes. “It’s cute.”

“Fine. Are you taking the shot or am I?”

“Me, obviously.” You spoke, already getting the small fireball out, opening it and practically shoving the other end in his mouth.

You set up your camera and the timer, the sound began to play and you slowly dipped down, his hands flying to your neck as he released his mouth from the bottle, and you downed the fireball like it was nothing.

He watched carefully, licking his lips and his hold around your neck steady until you took it out of your mouth. He smiled ever so slightly at you, both of you walking to the camera.

“That was hot.” He admitted once the video ended, you raising an eyebrow.

“Oh, yeah?”

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mayhaps…feral logan…please with cherry on top

🤍

AHHHH YES

𝜗❀᧓ Imagine when he comes home after a rough day, and you quickly pick up on his agitated mood, as you always do. You gently ask about his day, but he just mumbles a half-hearted "alright" and sits down to have his dinner.

𝜗❀᧓ you, knowing logan oh so well, kissed him, teased him, until he couldn’t take it anymore. A low growl from his chest, and you already knew you were in for it.

𝜗❀᧓ you already knew logan and how rough he could be, you usually let him, especially when he was having bad days like this </3

𝜗❀᧓ it’s sinful, the way he sinks into you, low grunts directly in your ear, the way his hands dig into your hips, and the way he’s mumbling something about how you’re his good girl.

𝜗❀᧓ his thrusts are rough, hips snapping against your skin, the bed creaking underneath the both of you. He’s broken more than one, and you have no clue if this one’s gonna survive after tonight.

𝜗❀᧓ He’s biting into your neck in the way a rabid dog would, leaving a love bite in its wake. His eyes are trained on you, your face, your body.

𝜗❀᧓ his hands go to your clit, rubbing the button fast, you practically shaking underneath him, causing his smirk to do nothing but widen.

𝜗❀᧓ both of you cumming harder than you swear you ever have before <3 he’s murmuring in that gruff voice of his how good you’re doing for him while coaxing more out of you.

𝜗❀᧓ yeah… you’re not walking tmr.

𝜗❀᧓ but he does give some good aftercare yk.

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Saw you took D&W- Gambit requests. 💜

Would you consider a mostly fluffy one where Reader was in the Void, caught feelings for Remy, & somehow got separated from him in the transfer to Wade's timeline, so they reunite after each thinking the other didn't make it? Like maybe Reader never outright said how they felt till after they thought they'd lost Gambit? Something like that.

🏆 Thank you! 🏆

separated

A/n: love this more than you know anon

Warnings: did a lotttt of canon switching for this one. So… yeah. Fem!reader, mentions of wounds and blood

REMY MASTERLIST | KOFI

“Oh, look at them. They’re so adorable together.” Wade pointed to the both of you with a smile on his face, Logan furrowing his eyebrows.

“They just met.”

“Have you ever seen any disney movie ever? Love at first sight? I’m just glad my girl is finally getting some. About time. After that one breakup…” he rambled on.

Logan didn’t reply, just rolled his eyes and tuned him out, eyes glancing back up at the both of you.

The crackling of the fire filled the air as you sat next to him, feeling the warmth radiating from the flames and his leg touching yours. In that moment, the worries you had about Cassandra Nova and the desolate wasteland around you faded away.

He sent you a small smile, eyes lingering on your lips for a little too long when you laughed. It’s only been a few days, and he swears he’s known you his entire life.

He’s never felt this way before, the feeling foreign to him. It makes his heart pound and his soul yearn.

And everyone can notice it except for you, how hopelessly in love he is with you, and you him.

During the battle, he’s sending you a smirk, both of you working together to kill them all.

You stand by his side until you’re suddenly pulled by Wade into the portal, Remy holding a hand out, as if to try and stop him from pulling you in.

Wade assured you that he was probably okay, but let it slip that maybe, just maybe he was dead. He immediately covered his mouth.

You stared at Wade, the thought not crossing your mind in your shattered state.

The belief that he was dead, the simple idea of it, had you sulking in your bed, grieving for weeks. Wade had come into the room throughout the time, giving you food, telling you stories, speaking about whatever he could to hopefully crack a smile.

“Nice talk.” He murmured out, patting your arm while he stood up, sighing and shaking his head to himself.

“No luck?” Logan asked him when he walked out, switching through the channels on the tv.

“No luck. Still depressed as ever.”

Logan thought for a moment, pausing on one of the news channels.

“Why don’t you just do the portal… finger thing. Go back to the void.” He shrugged, “see if he’s alive or something.”

“Portal finger thing… haven’t heard that one before.” He said suggestively, Logan rolling his eyes at the man.

“You’re disgusting.” He murmured, standing up from the couch and into the kitchen.

But the more Wade thought about it, the better the idea sounded.

That’s how he ended up dragging the bloodied, heavy, and tired cajun into his apartment.

“Okay, there we go.” Wade grunted out, carrying him to the table.

You strolled out, not paying attention when you walked out your room. Wade smiled, standing next to the man. You didn’t see either of them, still staring down at your phone as you walked past them and into the kitchen.

You didn’t know he was there until he let out a pained little murmur of “cher?”

You spun around at the sound of his voice, your phone dropping and your eyes widening in surprise. Wade still stood next to him, proud smile on his face.

“Sooo… happy birthday.”

You were speechless, only stuttering out a very quiet “Remy?”

“And me.” Wade chimed in.

Logan also came walking out, his eyebrow quirking at the sight of him bleeding onto the table.

“He’s- he’s bleeding!” You told Wade.

“Yeah, had to carry him in. He’s extremely heavy too. I’m convinced he is all muscle.” He spoke, you rushing to his side.

“Ah, it’s jus’ a scratch, don’t worry ‘bout me, cher.” He told you with a wave of his hand, small smirk on his face.

You shook your head at him, going into the kitchen and grabbing the first aid kit stashed in there.

“Why are you hiding first aid kits in my house?” Wade asked you with a quirked eyebrow.

“In case I needed them.” You shrugged it off, pulling out some of the things that you needed. You grabbed a rag, Wade groaning at how much of his kitchen supplies would be ruined after this.

You ignored him, focusing on the man who laid out in front of you. His injuries weren’t bad enough to be fatal, thankfully, but they still could probably very easily get infected.

He stared up at you while you cleaned off his wounds. You glanced down at him, offering him a small smile.

“Can you take off your… suit.. thingie?”

He raised his eyebrows at your words. “Ah, if you wanted me to take my clothes off, you coulda said t’at.” He said with a laugh, sitting up to pull off his jacket and his body armor.

You rolled your eyes at the man, lightly shoving him back down when it was done.

“You know, you worried the shit out of me, Remy.” You told him quietly, beginning to clean the wounds that were littered across his body.

“I’m sorry, cher. I didn’t mean to do dat to ya.” He spoke sincerely. “But, if ‘t makes you feel better, I worried ‘bout you more.”

You sighed, damn him and his charm, you thought to yourself.

After you had finished cleaning his wounds, he sat up on the table, looking at you walk around the kitchen for a moment before turning to him, offering him a cup of water, which he gladly took.

“Reunions are always my favorites.” Wade spoke dreamily, his elbows propped up on the table next to Remy, staring at the both of you with a smile.

You furrowed your eyebrows at the man.

“Except for family reunions.” He shuddered at the mere thought. “Disgusting. But… this is too cute. And I think we should all-“ he trailed off, still rambling on as he went into the kitchen, opening up the freezer.

“You wanna go up to the roof?” You whispered to him, to which he quickly nodded at in reply, hopping off the table and grabbing a random sweater strewn around while you both left.

“God, I’m just so excited that- and they’re gone. What the hell? Where’d they go?” Wade asked himself, a tub of ice cream in his hands. He sighed before his eyes landed on Logan, who had walked out at the worst moment possible.

“Peanut! You’re here!”

“What?” He grumbled out.

“Since y/n and her hot boy toy left, we are gonna have a movie night.” Wade practically dragged him out, ignoring his protests.

You giggled as you practically dragged him up the stairs, pushing past the doors and leading him to the edge of one of the buildings.

You both sat next to each other, legs dangling off the edge. He looked at you, soft smile stuck on his face.

“What?” You asked him, noticing his staring. He shook his head, looking ahead again. Both of you stayed looking at the stars for a moment, the sound of passing cars and chirping crickets filling the air.

“I… I thought that you were dead.” You told him finally, still staring ahead.

“I’m here now, ain’t I?” He turned to you now, his head slightly tilted.

“Yeah, yeah,” you laughed, “obviously. But…” you trailed off.

“Hey,” he nudged your shoulder with his own, making you look at him. “T’ey gonna need a lot more than dat to take me out.”

You chuckled again, him cracking a smile at the sound of your laughter.

You both stared at each other, gazing into each others eyes for what felt like an eternity. He was the one to make the first move, his hand gliding off of the cold cement underneath him, and moving towards your face, sending shivers down your spine. Your breath hitched when he leaned closer, his lips ghosting over yours.

You were the one to smash your lips against his, shutting your eyes. Your lips moved against each other, finally getting the one thing you’ve been longing for.

You pulled away after a few moments, both of you softly panting, his hand still on your face, your lips still close to each other. “Is now a good time to tell you that I like you?” You asked him, him chuckling, pulling his hand away from your jaw.

“Remy likes you too, cher.” He told you. You sighed in relief, him turning to look back out at the stars. He pulled you closer to his side, and you put your head on his shoulder.

A/n: fuck yeah dude, this is what I call a comeback after not having written in forever

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Hey hey hey!! Any chance we could get a headcanon list for Remy LeBeau x mutant!reader where they can teleport similar to nightcrawler? I hope you have a good day/night 😊🫶🏻

this is tew cute. We’re gonna pretend he never got with rogue ): sorry rogue

𝜗❀᧓ yours is like Kurt’s, except you teleport at light speed, faster than his. and yours come with a perfect memory, allowing you to recall places clearly. You can teleport anywhere, as long as you could remember it. plus let’s just say your eyes go red for a brief second before and after you teleport.

𝜗❀᧓ when you first join, Remy is very kind towards you, does things like extending a hand for you to stand up despite you never needing it.

𝜗❀᧓ he’s charming, kind, hot, you can’t really help it when you fall for him.

𝜗❀᧓ you knew you liked him when you both were on a mission together, and you were teleporting behind someone, about to throw something at them. Another man behind you caught you off guard, and was about to shoot you when Remy saved your ass :3

𝜗❀᧓ you stared at him in awe, him smiling at you for a brief moment, asking you. “You good?” To which you quickly nodded your head at.

𝜗❀᧓ once you both r actually together, he’s the happiest a man can freaking be ! U both are the it couple fr

𝜗❀᧓ he loves your red eyes before and after the teleportation. finds them very very cool :3 you will catch him staring at them on multiple occasions.

𝜗❀᧓ also never gets used to you using your powers randomly in the house lol 😭 he gets scared out of his mind and jumps a lil sometimes when you teleport behind him in the kitchen or something and you’re just like “??”

something like this LMFAOO

“Lord,” he jumped slightly when you suddenly appeared in front of him, you already stuffing your face with the brownies he was making. He let out a chuckle, you looking at him with a quirked eyebrow.

“You scared me, cher.” He explained, leaning on the counter next to you, his arms folded.

“Oh. Sorry.” You said sheepishly with a shrug.

𝜗❀᧓ he loves when you both mess with the others sometimes, scaring them or randomly popping into their rooms. you’ve both caught some people in some odd acts.

𝜗❀᧓ and yes you get along with Kurt looll. you’re his bsf. you, Remy and him always go out together and he’s always talking about how he’s the third wheel. has to watch you guys kiss a lot and he’s like smh

𝜗❀᧓ you both work together really well during missions. your powers go together super well.

𝜗❀᧓ n knee ways you both are the cutest fucking duo alive ! power couple. it couple.

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The way this would be Adrian 😂

IM CRYING THIS SO IS HIM 😭 ITS HIM DOWN TO HIS CORE. Loved this too much I had to write sum

He’s stumbling into the house, hands reaching for the wall. You hear him laughing and saying bye before he shuts the door, the rest of the group walking away.

He’s ignoring you as he walks into the room, you looking up from your book with raised eyebrows. He’s struggling to get his clothes off, and you have to suppress a laugh from escaping.

“You good, adri?” You asked him, him shrugging his shoulders and mumbling out a “im fine,” as he slips into his sweatpants.

Then he turns, simply standing and staring at you. You’re staring back, both of you looking at each other, you in confusion.

“Are you coming to bed… or are you just gonna stand there all night?” You ask him after a little, he makes a face of disgust, shaking his head quickly.

“No thanks. I mean, no offense, im sure you’re a lovely person, but I have a girlfriend so….” He slurred out. “Can I have a pillow, though?”

You giggled, finding the whole thing cute. You reached to the side, grabbing and handing him it along with a blanket on the end of the bed.

“Thanks.” He murmured, putting it down onto the floor, and before you could even protest and tell him to at least sleep on the couch, he was knocked out.

You didn’t have anything else to do other than pull your phone out and take a picture of it all. he would be so confused in the morning.

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🌊 rafe cameron x pinkie pie reader, she's always super energetic, bakes whenever she can, very extroverted so she's always talking to people when they go out.

love this sm I made a moodboard too

Part of my 6k celebration, come join!

🌊 | send me a sentence/trope + character on my character list and I’ll write a drabble on it

he’s the total opposite of you- the big, bad Rafe Cameron with the sweetest girl in Kildare. Everyone finds it odd, you walking with a giant smile on your face as you look up at him like he hung the stars, and him looking down at you, an arm wrapped around you.

he’s like your protector, your guard dog. Your giggling at the bar with your friends, him standing at your side, arms crossed, glaring at any man that even dares to look in your vicinity.

he’s never not by your side, protecting you from everyone and anyone, shielding you from everything bad in this cruel world.

Like now, He was standing in the middle of a party, hand over the pink, sweet, girly drinks rim. He was standing against the wall, looking at you dancing with your friends when he heard a familiar voice.

“Yo, Rafe!”

He fought the urge to roll his eyes, just lolling his head to the side, seeing Topper come up to him.

“Sup, top.” He murmured, taking a sip of his own drink which was actually just water, in his other hand. Topper stood next to him now, glancing down and snickering at the bright pink drink in his left hand.

“What?” Rafe asked the boy, quirking his eyebrow.

“Nothin’. Just… guessing that’s y/ns drink?” He asked, amused while nodding to it.

“So?”

Topper held his hands out in defense, just laughing it off. Rafe wanted nothing more than to get away from his ass.

When you both left together, his hand on the small of your back, opening the passenger seat for you. You notice his quieter demeanor.

“What’s wrong?” You asked him, voice laced with concern. He glanced over to you, shaking his head.

“Nothin’. Just missed you.”

“Well, i’m right here, silly.” You said with a giggle, leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek, his lips curling up into a smile at the small action.

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Can you make some headcanons with Brother!JJ and his Little!Sister!Reader who is autistic? Because I can totally imagine JJ, in his own way, try to make her life better and be a good brother to her. And also because it would be kind of funny to see Jj being so... Well, himself with everyone but being a big softie with his baby sister. And of course being so protective with her.

P.s: the reader can be 14 or 15.

P.s²: pls don't be bothered but I might ask for some things related to that in the future🙌😔 It's kind of difficult to find authors who write autistic readers, so I think your blog might have been a find

brother!jj x autistic!little sister!reader

A/n: omg yes!! I love this sm. writing autistic readers literally makes me feel so seen, i love it so much. im not bothered at all lol!

𝜗❀᧓ you’re correct, anon! Ever since he could remember, all he wanted was to make your life better than it was.

𝜗❀᧓ when you were diagnosed, Luke tended to be a bit of an asshole, but Jj, always your savior, was there for you. He had always tried his best and hardest to protect you from him.

𝜗❀᧓ he’s not very good with learning new things, but for you, he tries all the time. He learned about things like special interests, and how to deal with meltdowns, etc.

𝜗❀᧓ he also doesn’t mind making/buying your safety foods at all, as long as you’re happy, he keeps doing it.

𝜗❀᧓ it is kind of funny, one minute JJ can be screaming at a group of kooks or something, and the next, he’ll be worriedly glancing at you, watching over you like a hawk would her babies.

𝜗❀᧓ he tries as hard as he can to not put you in danger. When he goes on hunts, he’ll tell you to stay at the Chateau or to stay with a friend. He rarely takes you with him, even if he wants to.

𝜗❀᧓ but, if there was a situation that you all ended up in, and there’s been plenty of those, his first job is always to get you out of there.

𝜗❀᧓ even if it’s something small, like a small gathering being too much for you, getting overstimulated quickly and your eyes watering, but trying your best to suck it up for JJ. He knows you like the back of his hand, though, and quickly realizes there’s something wrong.

𝜗❀᧓ he’s also the most observant in those situations, and whenever you could potentially be in danger, he has an arm in front of you, his body blocking yours.

𝜗❀᧓ he has and will beat people up for you.

𝜗❀᧓ you can talk shit about him, but the second someone even looks wrong at you, he’s on them quickly.

𝜗❀᧓ the pogues also adore you (: jj loves talking about you and he will literally do whatever he has to do to protect you.

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Imagine after Y/n introduces Adrian (her bf) to her Dad (Wade), he’s like, “Well now I need to give you the talk. Sit down child of mine” and she’s like, “….Please don’t… Dad, I’m very much an adult”

omfg I see this 😭 IM CRYIJG.

“Just a little… warning.” You held your hand out, stopping Adrian. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“My dad… he’s a bit of a-a… how do I put this?” You murmured. “He’s weird. He’s forward.

“Babe, it’ll be fine. I feel like you’re more nervous than me.” He told you, his hand on your shoulder.

“I’m not! It’s just that he doesn’t take anything seriously. Don’t take anything he says personally. And… yeah. I think that’s it.”

Adrian shook his head, thinking you were being dramatic. You took a deep breath, opening the door.

He was lounging on the couch, you opening up the door to his apartment with a smile, adrian trailing behind you.

“Oh, hey peanut. I was just about to call you. Did you know that-“ he paused upon seeing Adrian, his face creasing in confusion.

He gave your dad a small smile, looking down at the floor, eyes glued to his feet.

“Who’s this cutie?” He asked you, you smiling and looking over your shoulder, motioning for Adrian to come closer to you.

“Dad, this is Adrian. My boyfriend…”

“Oh! So this is the guy who I’ve heard so much abo-“ Wade started.

“Okay!” You quickly cut him off, laughing awkwardly. Adrian held his hand out.

“It’s nice to meet you, uh, Mr. Wilson.” He spoke, Wade shaking his hand.

“You too… adrian.” He narrowed his eyes at the boy, a thought popping into your dad’s head when you sat down next to him, Adrian next to you.

“You know what…?”

“Hmm?” You hummed out, Adrian turning to look at him him.

“You both have been given the talk I assume?” He asked Adrian and you.

“Jesus chri- dad!” You exclaimed. Adrian’s eyes went wide, not sure how to responses

“What? I can’t ask? It’s a very reasonable response. I just wanna know that you’ve been safe, alright? Like using protection, plan b, pulling out, all that shit?” He suddenly blurted out, you groaning and rolling your eyes, Adrian’s cheeks getting hot at the mention. “I can go on and on, guys.”

“I-we- I-“ he stuttered, looking to you for help, but you didn’t know how to respond either.

“I just have to ask cause you know… the last thing I need right now is mini clones running around and im suddenly in the nursing home. I’m literally shuddering at the thought.”

“Dad, we are grown adults, I think we know about how sex and getting pregnant works.” You told him, he nodded but shrugged.

“Right but… just making sure, jeez.” He turned to Adrian. “She’s so moody. I don’t get how you put up with her.”

Adrian had to stifle his laugh, not missing the glare you gave him.

When the both of you left, Adrian was laughing loudly while saying bye to your dad, the two had really gotten along. Their weirdness matched. You rolled your eyes at the message your dad sent when you left the apartment.

sperm donor

“be safe tn. love ya.”