#Alpha Charles Xavier x Reader

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He’s Grumpy, I’m sunshine

Alpha!Logan x omega!reader

Warnings: AOB, age gap (legal), light swearing, grumpy/sunshine, anxiety, mental health issues, intimacy, violence, torture, plus size reader, medication usage for anxiety, depression and sleeping, heat pills, scent blockers

Set at Charles school

Your mutation: fire creation and control

I watched Deadpool and Wolverine and found my Wolverine cravings again xD

I’m in love with Hugh Jackman again

This school was your life now, having gone too many nights in a fire proof basement for your ‘out of control spells’ as your father put it. You didn’t have a bad childhood, rich parents each working hard to make their living, sending you to a nice school, college even till you set everything on fire.

You were staying at the college, it was your first month and everything seemed to be going well, your new room mate was nice a beta woman and classes were easy so far. You had your own space some clubs you wanted to check out, new places to see if you ever got the energy. Right now it was study till you passed out, get up go to class, come right back and repeat. It was draining but you needed to get use to it, your mother would call mid week and message every other day. Your father would say a brief hello on the calls but that’s all you’d hear from him, not that you minded. You kept your mutation hidden even if sometimes you felt yourself running a little hotter than usual, sometimes small flames would jump off your skin and you’d stop whatever you were doing, put some music on and focus on the moment. It was the third week, your roommate had invited you to party, you didn’t want to go, but your therapist did say to ‘get out more’ as she put it. So you went, stuck by your roommates side for most of the night till she got pulled away by some guy and they left. You were about to leave when someone approached, another girl in your class, an alpha, you’d forgotten her name but she handed you a drink with a bright smile, sat down with you and talked. It felt nice to laugh about whatever crazy story she was telling, she lived in the country, way out in the country living off home grown vegetables and herding cows. You checked your phone once your drink was gone finding it late so you excused yourself and went back to your room. You found your roommate passed out in her bed and shrugged feeling your head spinning a little, that drink definitely had alcohol in it. You laid down after forcing your jeans and bra off before curling up in and sighing. You awoke to the smell smoke and burning, you shot up, your room on fire, your roommate screaming as flames engulfed her. Your body was on fire also, the flames coming out of you. You tried to stop them tried to reel them in but you had no control, your panic worsened your anxiety worsened and the fire worsened. You heard sirens, shouting and chatter, but all you could do was stand by your roommates bed seeing her charred body. The fire brigade couldn’t stop your fire and you couldn’t cry.

“You’re alright” you frowned looking around seeing no one, but a males voice filled your head.

“Walk outside, we’ll handle the rest” you felt compelled to listen, you walked through the burning hall and outside as the voice said.

“Storm” a man called and you frowned. The world around you stopped, everything frozen but you and the group in front of you. Heavy rain poured down helping stop the flames on the building.

“I can stop this, I’m going to calm your mind, it will feel strange though” the voice said.

It did feel strange your body calming your heart slowing, the flames subsiding, just you, naked in the middle of the campus entrance.

“Jean” the older man in the wheel chair said as you quickly hid your body as the woman came over and wrapped a blanket around you. You thanked her softly shivering but not from the cold.

“Come, let’s get you some place safe” the older man said.

That’s how you met Professor Charles Xavier, Storm or Ororo and Jean grey that day. They said they found you by one of Professor Xavier’s machines he uses. Now you stay here in a fireproof room, with no one else in it, continuing your studies and nobody knew the cause of the fire. The nightmares still haunt you though, your roommates scream, she was such a lovely girl. You found out later that something had been in your drink spiked, majority of the other students just passed out for a day while it turned your powers hay wire and burnt quarter of the college down. You avoided most people, happy in your solitude and avoiding your powers. This school was full of different mutants, still some alpha douche bags around your age but it was a lot less intense and easier. Every time Professor Xavier would ask you to train your power you’d decline quickly and say you were fine with your studies. To be truthful you hated your power, hated the destruction it caused even if majority of these kids had tragic back stories too. You connected with most of the teachers, Jean more so though, Ororo was probably your second, but Jean was an alpha and reminded you of your mother somehow, so you subtly clung to her, made an attachment as your old therapist would call it. Sometimes though you’d catch whiff of another alpha on her, not Scott, Scott was a beta, nor another teacher, it was a strong intense scent you couldn’t pinpoint the smell, Whiskey was one of them, leather it would fade with Jeans scent of Grapefruit and spice.

You were going to see Jean seeing as she was one of the doctors there for some more anti-heat medication, you really wish they would come up with a stupid medical name for the stuff so you didn’t have to say it, even if you were a grown adult. You didn’t knock, figured she knows already with her mutation. What you didn’t expect was to be slapped in the face by a new scent. Slapped in the face was a little excessive, it felt like that though, you stopped in the door way stared at the alpha in the room and forgot how to breathe. Jesus Christ.

You stuttered pointing out the door cursing yourself as Jean smiled a bit.

“I didn’t know someone was here- I’ll um-“ your eyes finally left the male alpha, wondering who he was and wondering why the hell your legs were struggling to hold you up. You almost purred and bared your neck like some cat in heat.

“He was just leaving” Jean gave the male alpha a stern look and he sighed uncrossing his arms and walking to you. You forgot all manners and normal human function as he approached.

“Can I get past you Bub?” He asked voice rough and you slapped yourself mentally.

“Yes sorry, uh bye?” You moved out the way saying goodbye even if you didn’t know him. You heard him chuckle lightly and swore your stomachs did flips.

“You ok there?” Jean asks and you snap out of whatever trance you were in.

“Yes, that was embarrassing, I’ve smelt him on you before it was weird putting scent to face” god help you, you shouldn’t have said that.

“That’s even more embarrassing, I literally hate myself right now” you hung your head and walked over to her desk and sat down.

“You’re alright, how can I help?” She chuckled lightly and you sighed nodding.

“I need more um, Anti-heat pills, maybe some more scent blockers” you mumbled the last part. Scent blockers blocked your scent and others, if he was only briefly staying then good, no more embarrassing malfunctions, but if he was, damn.

“Is he a teacher?” You ask.

“No, Logan is I guess you could say he’s the muscle here even if Charles doesn’t like the thought, Logan’s helped this school more than once, he’s just got back from a mission sometimes he helps trains” she explains as she types on her computer.

“Oh, that’s cool” you say feeling a little stupid as Jean heads over to the locked room in the corner.

“Need any updates on your other meds? You’re going ok? Do you wanna come off them?” She asks.

“No they’re fine, thank you though” you answer as she returns with a small bag and hands it to you.

“Charles asked again if you wanted to join training this Friday?” She asks sitting down again and you tense.

“Oh I’m ok, thank you though” you say and stand.

“I’ll let you get back to work” you smile and say a small goodbye before leaving. You sigh shoulders sagging a little. You’re definitely not going to train now if that alpha will be there.

Next part ->

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Omegaverse fic recs:

PPCU fics:

Honey, Stomach, Mine by @netherfeildren (alpha!Joel Miller x f!reader)

of rage and ruin by @corazondebeskar (werewolf!alpha!Joel Miller x f!omega!reader)

Kinktober 2022: A/B/O - Frankie Morales by @absurdthirst (Frankie Morales x f!reader)

Not an Alpha by @absurdthirst (Dieter Bravo x f!reader)

Alpha by @oliveksmoked (Triple Frontier x f!alpha!reader)

Unexpectedly Mated by @absurdthirst (alpha!Mando x f!omega!reader)

The Devil's Backbone by ezrasbirdie (alpha!Frankie Morales x f!omega!reader)

Stay with Me by miss_anthr0pe (alpha!Dave York x omega!f!reader)

Alone and Forsaken by @emisprocrastinatingbywriting (alpha!Joel Miller x omega!f!reader)

Non-PPCU fics:

highway don't care (but i do, i do) by spacelabrathor (alpha!Thor x f!omega!reader - MCU)

Misery I Need by mwestbell (James 'Bucky' Barnes x Steve Rogers - MCU)

Be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade by twelves_pastels (Erik Lehnsherr x Charles Xavier - X-Men: First Class)

All You Ever Needed to Know About Knotting by orphan_account (Derek Hale x Stiles Stilinski - Teen Wolf)

Mix and Match by Jerakeen (Derek Hale x Stiles Stilinski - Teen Wolf)

I Know You're a Mistake I Won't Regret by LunaCanisLupus_22 (Steve McGarrett x Danny 'Danno' Williams - Hawaii Five-0)

Wage Your War by Della19 (Will Graham x Hannibal Lecter - Hannibal)

Cherry Red, Crimson Blood by @soaps-mohawk (TF141 x omega!reader - COD)

Have a fic you want to recommend in this AU? Let me know!

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Vulnerable (4)

Summary: Professor Xavier entrusts you with the mission to locate a certain mutant with unknown consequences.

Pairing: Alpha!Wolverine x Omega!(Mutant)Reader

Characters: Jean Grey, Scott Summers

Warnings: angst, language, gruff Wolverine, a/b/o, a/b/o dynamics, implied true mates, you are on the run, mentions of the death of a loved one (sister), a lil Jean/Scott hate in this, foreshadowing

A/N: Jean is not Dark Phoenix in this story. The reader is stronger than both Professor Xavier and Jean Grey. She is a telepath, telekinetic, and empath. Most of the time, she suppresses her powers.

Catch up here: Inseparable

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“Never!” Logan growls while speeding off, “Get inside my head ever again! If you do, I’ll split your skull with my claws.”

You laugh, because Logan wouldn’t get the chance to get close to you, and reply, “Believe me, buddy. Getting inside your messed-up mind is the last thing I want to do. Now drive more carefully. There’s no one following us. At least, for now. I try to make us invisible.”

“You can turn things invisible too?” He cocks a brow but focuses on the street. “What the fuck are you?”

“Aw, you’re cute when clueless.” You pat his thigh and squeeze it tightly. “I cannot turn things invisible. I’ll cover our traces using my powers. If anyone tries to find us, I’ll manipulate their minds. Now stop distracting me and drive.”

“You should sleep or do whatever you do after you split into two,” he huffs and slams his hands onto the steering wheel. “That was suicidal, kid!”

“I’m not a kid,” you growl. “Do I look like a kid to you?” You narrow your eyes at Logan. "Maybe everyone under one hundred is a kid to you, but stop acting like you are the adult in this team!”

“We’re not a team, k—” he grits his teeth. “After I dropped you at Xavier’s freak house, I’m out of this shitshow for good. I told Charles that I’m not the kind of man for teamwork or his X-Men.”

“Yeah, I can relate,” you prop your feet onto the dashboard, earning a growl from Logan. “Relax, old man.” You smirk when he glances at you for a second. He squares his jaw, and his muscles are tense. “What? You can call me kid, but I cannot call you old man.”

“Someone should teach you some manners!” Logan grits out. “Maybe I’m that one.”

You lean close and place your hand on his arm. “Please don’t hurt yourself, old man. I don’t want to fix your back because you got hurt.”

“You know about my healing factor, right?” He bites back. “I don’t need your help to feel better.”

“Aw, but sweetie,” you move your hand up and down his arm, causing him to shiver. “I swear, if I ever helped you feel better, you’d believe you ended up in heaven.”

You pull away, smirking because it seems you got under the old grump’s skin.

“One day, someone will break your neck,” he replies, his voice a little raspier than before. “And I won’t stop them.”

Snorting, you turn to the right side to get some sleep. You wave your hand, and a green aura surrounds your body. “I’ll sleep now. Only wake me if the car is on fire or we reached our destiny.”

“What if you are on fire?” He grins, and you chuckle.

“Just let me burn, old man,” you yawn. “I’ve got this. I’m fire- and bulletproof.”

Logan furrows his brows, wondering if you try to mess with him again. He must admit, your powers are impressive and downright scary.

“Wake up!” Logan gruffly calls your name. He pokes your thigh. “You’re lucky that you’re not on fire; neither is the car.”

You slowly sit up, stretching your sore limbs before you open the door to leave the car. Hours spent in the same position gave you more kinks in your back than you’d like to admit.

“Good, you didn’t crash the car,” you grumble under your breath. “You don’t need a babysitter all the time. That’s progress.”

Logan glares at you for a second but doesn’t say a thing. Being here, back at the X-Men headquarters and Xavier’s school of gifted youngsters, brings back memories he’d like to forget about.

“Can you not talk for like five minutes?” he huffs and gets out of the car. Logan slams the door shut, muttering under his breath. “Why did you have to bring me here? I was done with this life.”

“Yeah, I can see that,” you huff. “And if you didn’t scream grumpy grandpa for crying out loud, I’d consider letting you go, but…” You smirk as he stalks toward you. “I can’t let a senior walk around the area on his own. You could get lost.”

“One day someone will teach you a lesson,” he snarls and slides his claws out. “I’ll be that one.” Logan grins as you take another step toward you. “This old man will teach you some manners too.”

You chuckle at his playful tone. It’s a distraction from his racing heart and the fear you can sense coming deep from within his soul. Being here is hard for him. You know that feeling.

“I see, you found him,” the gate creaks open behind you. Scott and Jean walk toward the car, and you already feel nauseous. Jean tries to see into your mind; a habit you never liked. She always wanted to control you since you first joined the X-Men. One of the reasons you left the team is to not feel like a guinea pig any longer.

“I always find them,” you reply, trying not to sound too annoyed. “If not, the professor wouldn’t have asked for my help. Here’s your lost sheep and the one you call Stryker.” You jerk your head toward the car. “He’s out cold. Tell me when you are ready to interrogate him. I’ll wake the sleeping beauty for you.”

“What did you do to him?” Jean is more concerned about you hurting a human than the fact that Stryker and his soldiers would’ve enslaved you and Logan.

“Oh, that wasn’t her,” Logan chuckles as Scott steps closer to him. “It was her cute alter ego. You know, the red aura crap running off to get a pound of flesh of the bastard in the back of my truck.”

“You hurt them,” Scott furrows his brows. He always was a softie and never knew when you have to end someone who’s evil through and through.”

"Well, it was a us or them kind of situation,” you shrug. “They were well-trained killers. What did you think will happen?” You glare at Scott. “I sent the first group home because they were newbies and didn’t kill innocent mutants for their fun. The others…” You dip your head to smirk at Scott, "They didn’t get so lucky. I sense evilness when I face it.”

“You used her again,” Jean chides while checking on Stryker’s vital functions. “I told you to never use her again!”

“She has a name!” Your aura turns from green to violet. “I told you not to treat her like an enemy, or even worse, a weapon you can use to your liking, but if I use my powers, then I’m the bad guy.”

“She?” Logan wonders aloud. He watches you take deep breaths, like in the bar, or before you unleashed your alter ego. This time your aura turns green, and it vanishes. “Did I miss something?”

“I told you, she’s my alter ego,” you turn around to face Logan. Your features soften feeling his confusion and the need to get away from Scott and Jean. “She’s…” You drop your gaze and sigh deeply.

“I came with you and even let you comb through my brain. You owe me an answer, Y/N!” Logan insists.

“Okay,” you nod, and place your hand on his chest. You look him in the eye, a kind of sadness in your eyes tearing through his very soul. “Professor Xavier brought me here when I was just a kid. After men like Stryker experimented on me and my…” You choke out a sob, “Twin sister.”

“Oh…” He can’t come up with an appropriate reaction, so he offers a cracked smile.

“We were both special; at least they told us so. Most of the time, we talked using telepathy or exchanged the food they gave us using our telekinesis. One day, they brought us into a room. ” You wipe your eyes. “There was another mutant, a very strong one. It was the most powerful being I ever encountered. They told us to fight him; and we did, but…”

“Shouldn’t we head inside?” Scott tries to stop you from telling your story to a man he never trusted. “Y/N?”

You ignore Scott and the fact that Jean tries once again to get a glimpse of your thoughts. You just look at Logan when a single tear rolls down your cheek. “He threw a shockwave in my direction. I was too stunned to react, and she…she just jumped in front of me, grabbing my hand and smiling as the shockwave tore her apart. Right in front of my eyes, my twin sister turned into dust.”

“I—I’m so sorry,” Logan finally gets out as your aura turns gray.

“It wasn’t her end,” you murmur. “Not completely. A part of her,” you smile now, and wave your hand to let the aura float around Logan. “I call it her soul; she stayed with me. Since that day, our powers have fused, and she’s there to protect me whenever I need her.”

“The aura is your sister?” He asks.

“A part of her is inside the aura I can create,” you murmur. “I can feel her, just like I felt her fuse with me that day.”

“That’s the most tragic story I ever heard, and I heard a lot of tragic stories,” Logan cracks a smile, making you chuckle. “Trust me, you win the award for the saddest story ever.”

You’re thankful for his reaction. He doesn’t try to tell you how sorry he is and that everything will turn out well. Logan is just…Logan. You are about to give him a witty comment when you sense an incredible power getting closer.

Your aura turns red immediately. You look at Jean, telling her to get Stryker and Scott inside. That power, you know it…

“He’s here. He’s coming for us. I didn’t feel him before, but I do now.” You use your telekinesis to send Logan flying. He lands behind the fence, the one you close and lock with your powers. “Get him inside. Protect him at all costs.”

You turn around, waving your hands, letting the aura dance in the air.

“Y/N…no!” Jean gasps when she watches your aura turn from red to black, your ultimate form. “Noooo! You’re going to kill us all!” She screams when you tell them to run inside the mansion. "You can't control this!"

“No, only he will die today.” Your voice doesn’t sound like your own any longer.

A part of your aura surrounds your body, but the rest turns into ten versions of yourself. You stand in line, nodding at each other.

The day has finally come. You’ll get your revenge on Stryker and the monster killing your sister.

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[animelovelover123]

Marvel Master List

A list and links to all of my Marvel fanfiction works, from 2014 to present. This includes stuff I posted on other sites, not just on Tumblr. I apparently had too many stories to fit on one post so I had to separate them. Here is the list to all lists -> Master of Master Lists

If any of the links are broken or you have suggestions to make the list easier to navigate, let me know.

Pink heart divider by @superawesomelurkaccount

The shity Marvel divider was made by me in MS Paint. (Feel free to use it if you want, just give me credit for the mess I made please, thank you.)

Spideypool (Wade Wilson x Peter Parker)

Won't Wake Up Compared to Them What You Think About What Would They Say? (Part 1 of Picking Peter Up From School trilogy.) One or the Other Let Me Be Happy Left Hanging Forever What They Say (Part 2 of Picking Peter Up From School trilogy.) What Do I Care (Part 3 of Picking Peter Up From School trilogy.) A Moment To Mope An Average Morning With Steve Stark-Rogers He's Cold No One Would Care (Can be platonic.) How Peter Got Sick A Hot/Cold Date He Get's It An Omega/Alpha Story Why Did You Leave? Coming Out of the Closet It's Gotta Be Your Name  Won't Look (Part 1 of Crossdressing trilogy.) Gonna Burst (Part 2 of Crossdressing trilogy.) Wing Fic Can't Wait Forever Spideypool Go To See The Deadpool Movie High School AU (Side Stony and Brutasha) Not How It Was Supposed to Go (Part 3 of Crossdressing trilogy.) Worth The Risk (Sequel to Hot/Cold Date) All That Work, Gone One Small Step at a Time Aunt May to the Rescue Welcome Home Neko AU (Catboy) Oral Knotting Just Us

Stony (Tony Stark x Steve Rogers)

Different, But Nice A New Kind of Team Work Not Like Other Nights I Know How You Feel (With some Stucky) Waiting For the Perfect Moment An Average Morning With Steve Stark-Rogers We Need To Talk What You Tell Them Steve's Birthday Present Coming Out of the Closet Never There But Won't Go Away Someone to Listen Papa Bird This Isn't Working Our Secret Little Game

Superfamily (Steve and Tony are Peter's parents.)

Compared to Them One or the Other An Average Morning With Steve Stark-Rogers He's Cold Unlike Father Unlike Son Unlike Father Unlike Son (Extra) A, Tiny, Early Superfamily Christmas Story  Coming Out of the Closet It's Gotta Be Your Name 

Stucky (James "Bucky" Barnes x Steve Rogers)

I Know How You Feel (With some Stony) Are You Worried About Me?

Cherik (Charles Xavier x Erik Lehnsherr)

God Help Me

Reader-Insert

Clueless (Thor x Reader) Woman in My Bed (Loki, Tony Stark, Charles Xavier, Steve Rogers, Wade Wilson, Matt Murdock, Erik Lehnsherr, Peter Parker, Logan, and Bruce Banner x Reader)

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Magneto: A Villain playing Dressup or Reformed Tortured Soul?

This is going to be hard one for me because I don't want to be too negative about Magneto because I think in X-men 97 he isn't the villain, but upon rewatching the show I think this question is viable. I may be accused of being a Romy shipper and Charles apologist, but I'm not really. I like Magneto in the show and he says some of the best lines in the show. But sometimes he says and does things that are kind of assholey am I right?

To start off with, the way that he introduces himself and announces that he's the heir to Xavier's mansion and the X-men. Did he really have to barge into Xavier's office and confront the team as they were bonding together playing basketball? He is so smug in that scene which is something I like about Magneto, his Alpha male strength and directness. It's hot and works when I'm writing Magneto fan fiction, but it is a tad presumptuous. His first reactions from everyone on the team is anger and suspicion and then he wonders why he's not getting a warm reception. He could have been normal and called or rang the doorbell or something, but it wouldn't have been as dramatic or as Magneto to come barging in.

The way that he says My X-men at the end of episode 1 is kind of smug and sinister is not? Maybe it's just the writers wanting tension out of that moment and having the readers shocked by Magneto, a known X-enemy inheriting everything, because at that moment we don't know if Magneto is going to be a good leader or not.

Then we see Magneto in action and he's playing the good guy. He saves a child from a busted ride and the Morlocks from the Friends of Humanity. It is shocking to the X-men but also shocking to humankind because of Magneto's past crimes. He enters leading the X-men tamping down his evil past and his more destructive methods of getting back at anti-mutant groups, but he is still Magneto with all his arrogance and his confidence and his strength of belief in himself.

Something that I actually love is the line that he toes the line between trying to be a good X-man and his feelings about humanity. He has seen so much that he is formed by those traumas and pain which cannot be so easily let go of. When he talks of not harming the Friends of Humanity members, the sneer when he says "sapiens" is pure gold. This Magneto is a tempered Magneto and we have to appreciate how far he's come. If it wasn't for his love of Charles Xavier he would be 1000 times worse.

It could be argued that other people might have made better leaders of the X-men, but for this season's storyline having Magneto play the leader was brilliant. He was just enough of an asshole to make the whole thing interesting and made the twist at the end more believable because he never really lost himself completely. You saw moments of him being potentially selfish, arrogant, cruel throughout the season which made him an interesting, complex character.

"My intentions here was not to cause drama or discord." Lol! Says the man in the cape and big M on his costume and the one who barged into the mansion without notice. Yeah, sure, Jan. He yielded to the UN, but not until after he proves how powerful he could be. A note to point out his that Wolverine talks about people being upset over all the things Magneto has done and "can't say I blame them" for being upset and I take this seriously. So currently he's trying to reform, but in this universe and timeline, Magneto has done some awful things.

The trial scene is really amazing. There are some great lines in it. The speech is probably the most compelling reason to want to trust Magneto. He is a great public speaker and he speaks of his past, how the oppressed become oppressors and that loving or being different will cause you to be punished. He is speaking Xavier's words and attempting to walk his past, but he must also acknowledge his past and the consequences of them. This is where I get confused or conflicted as I don't know if Magneto went too far or just enough or is justified or crazy. I don't know and I don't think it's something that the writers even know- like that is the crux of the show itself.

His sardonic wit is the best! "Oh to play by the rules and still they come for you." Yes. It's all going sideways and Magneto is not panicked in the least. He may be a lot of things, but dumb is not one of them. He saw this all coming and knew it was a matter of time that the extremists broke through and the judges would be deemed traitors of the race. It's like a part of him wanted things to get extreme, so the X-men would get to be on his side and see that humanity is not to be trusted and making nice doesn't work.

When asks if this is the high roads destination and essentially kidnaps all the judges, viewers are justified in thinking he might have snapped and gone back to his evil ways. We are surprised to see that he is walking Xavier's path and applaud him for that. He eventually lets the people go and asks them to not let him let them down and that's so poignant because we see just in episode 2 what Magneto is capable of and what he could do if he wasn't walking Xavier's path.

Magneto did a pretty good job of leading the team from episode 3 to 5, he is concerned about Jean, Scott, and Nathan and coordinates the team. He fights clone Jean or Madelyn and she taunts him with the line about a villain playing dress up as a hero. I think that line is so apt with Magneto because I think that his character arc is at the heart of the storyline. I wrote once saying that his relationship with Xavier was the thesis of the story and I also believe that Magneto's belief of Xavier's ideals and his own is also a pivotal part of the story. Madelyn had the power to delve into the psyche of each mutant and find their weak spots, so it proves here that Erik is self conscious of seeming to play the hero and most likely doubts his own commitment to Xavier's cause.

Then we go to Genosha in episode 5, where Magneto is king, literally. There are posters and statues of him everywhere and this all was his dream. Magneto is a savvy politician and understands making grand speeches or doing publicity stunts. Even other mutants at Genosha understand that he is the handsome face of Mutant kind and especially after joining the X-men and following moderation is liked by moderate mutants as well as humans. Even when he speaks to the group, he acknowledges that this was all Charles' dream and he didn't believe that it would happen. He is asked to be king and then he asks Rogue to be his queen. Episode 5, I think is tragically the peak of when Erik is believing Xavier's dream and thinking that peace is possible and happiness is possible for him as well. He is letting down his guard, accepting the King position, declaring his love for Rogue, trying to walk Xavier's path, be a good X-man, and etc. We know what happens next tragically however.

Everything he believed gets snatched and beaten out of him in Genosha. He tried to walk Xavier's path and it did not work out for him. He was already scarred, but this time was too much. He was kidnapped, tortured, and saw many deaths. He was already toeing the line before and felt justified in a way for committing crimes and atrocities and Genosha set him back to that way of thinking.

When we see him later, trying to persuade X-men to join him, EMPing the planet, attacking members of the X-men trying to stop him, he is traumatized and reacting poorly to Genosha. I don't justify his behavior, but I understand it. This is an Omega level mutant that has a track history of hurting humans for hurting mutants, so when a massacre hits it is not surprising that the mutant in question flexes his powers and gets angry.

What I don't know and am still on the fence about is how dedicated he truly was to Xavier's cause. Was he really a believer and dedicated to being a X-man or did it just take one incident for him to return to his ways? Also, how far is too far? Who is allowed to seek revenge or retribution? And to what extent? It is these questions that I think are so fascinating and I'm glad I don't know. These questions about Magneto are what made the show so interesting and complex and wants to make me see Season 2.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

My Parent ABO AUs in X-Men Evolution sounds interesting to me, so I think I'm going to explore that for a minute:

• So, I have two different ABO Parent AUs, with everyone's two favorite ferals, Wolverine and Sabretooth. And honestly, X-Men Evolution seems like a good media to have the aus set in, due to having teens, friendship, less romance drama, compelling story arcs, and seeing these characters in a new light, exploring their potential in a more... kid-friendly way? Well, without too much romance, petty drama, and squabbling.

• I've explained in previous posts what any of my ABO AUs entail, not just the general one or the Parent ones. What they entail is this: Betas are more sturdy and hardy than either Alphas or Omegas, and can adapt easier than they can (they aren't side-lined) and can either have a baby or give someone a baby; Alphas tend to be fleet, fast and strong, but aren't as largely built as others, yet are incabale of having a baby (they don't have wombs); and Omegas aren't weak or meek, they're the strongest and most protective, but only have wombs. ABOs are one of the types of gender, male and female and nonbinary and trans and everything else still exist, too, but the mutants are the ones who tend to have the ABO traits highlighted and more influential in their lives.

• Other people (the humans) have ABO, but not as strong or prominent as mutants. The mutants tend to have more instincts, more urges, than a human would. And example: Human sees a cute animal, they find it cute or go meh. A mutant sees it, they like it/love it, they immediately want to hug it and adopt it. Mutants have powers, so imagine due to the mutations, it enhances any instincts or urges at least 10× more than a regular human.

• For the ABO Parent AUs in X-Men Evolution, I think I need to explore one at a time. Each person has their own history and personality, and since these aus are set entirely apart, it's best to explore them separately. With that tidbit said, let's try Logan first (favorite X-Men dad, who adopts every kid he sees)

• I headcanon that for X-Men Evo, he is an asexual. The reason he likely ever did the deed would be for one of two reasons: 1, he had a partner he loved, and wanted to meet their more private needs, and agreed to it, or 2, he wanted a baby, knew what was required, and did what he had to to get said baby. I wouldn't put either past him, since we do see him being empathetic and caring, even if he acts like he isn't, and would do what he thought was best.

• One way or another, he ends up pregnant (yes, he's an Omega, remember, strong and overprotective, fits), and he's rather pleased. The guy, no matter what X-Men media, adopts just about every child and teen he sees. So, yeah, I think this would make sense. During the pregnancy, he's protective, soft, and cuddly. Talks to the baby (reader), eats a lot to keep up with his metabolism and to keep his bby fed, and let's his friends (Charles Xavier and Ororo Munroe/Storm) dote on him.

• Then, when the time comes to have the bby... worse comes to worse. He's somehow in the hands of his enemies, he's on his own, and he can't stop what's already begun. By the end of it, he's exhausted, in pain, and barely coherent... but before he can even get more than a glimpse of his bby, they're taken away. No matter what he begs, no matter what he screams, he can't get free and he can't sense his child anywhere nearby.

• When he's rescued, it feels hollow. They search, tearing thoroughly through the building, looking high and low for any sign, anything, to hint to what happened to his child. But they find nothing... He doesn't give up, hunting through the halls to find what trace he can... Yet all he finds is the smallest cloth covered in blood, stained with his and his bby's scent... And he and his friends fear the worse had happened...

• He goes through a depression, trying to find anything left of his bby, and finding nothing. Charles does his best to help, offering aid and any resources he can to help his friend. Storm does her best to soothe him, sitting through the worst of it and consoling him, even sitting through the nights with him just so he won't be alone. And then Scott and Jean enter the three's lives... and then there's hope again, joy...

• And over the next few years, Logan slowly heals some of the pain. He has to help these two kids who need their help, his help, and he has to be there. It doesn't heal everything, but it numbs some of the grief, letting him feel some bit of happiness again. And as the other X-Men teens show up a few years later, he stays there for them. He isn't leaving these kids behind, not when they need him, need the pack he and the other adults provide. He wants to be there for them, to offer advice and soothe their fears and be everything he was denied to be with his own bby. He loves the teens, and would do whatever it took to keep them safe, the way he couldn't protect his own bby in the past or love on them...

• The teens do eventually find out that their resident Team Dad had a baby in the past, and feel a bit of heartbreak too. For Scott and Jean, they realize that would explain some of the sadness he had in the past when they first arrived, and why he was so careful with them, and then the others. For the other teens, they feel sympathy, and even empathy. For all the teens, they've dealt with their own losses, and they think they can understand their friend dad a little better...

• Yet the entire time... the reader wasn't dead. While they were taken away to be cleaned up and then taken to be experimented on, one of the nurses had a change of heart, realizing that the baby they were holding was just that, a baby. One they just took away from their parent, and planned to hurt. With that, when the other nurses leave, and they go to transfer the reader, they instead leave with them, taking them away from the labs and deciding to find someone to care for them...

• And the reader grows up, never knowing what transpired. Their life wasn't perfect, and they had their fair share of early traumas, but they did have at least one person in their life who loved them, and for them, that was enough. Yet over the years, that person's health worsens, to the point they are in the hospital. They know someone who can help the reader, or so they think, and decide to direct the reader to that area, which puts them in the same area as everyone else...

• The reader doesn't take their loved one's passing well, but soldiers on. They do their best to get along with their contact, only to find they're left on their own. They have enough money for necessities, and a place to live, but they don't have a way to stay in touch with their new guardian. Reader takes everything as best they can, and pushes down any discontent or pain that bubbles to the surface. They want to enjoy life, and plan to do just that, even if it takes awhile.

• They end up in the same school as the teens, and is a quiet, lone figure in and outside the classes. They don't talk to anyone unless they have to, keeping to their own devices and staying away from others their age, and a few people seem to think they'd make a good target for bullying. They try to push the reader around, only to be met with a vice-like grip that threatens to crush their arm, and warned in the coldest voice they heard to get lost. Thus leads to the reader now having a reputation as the mysterious lone wolf of the school.

• The X-Men and Brotherhood teens heard of the reader, but never put much thought into it... Uuuntil the adults of their groups inform them they sensed mutant activity, and it appears the reader is said new mutant. Which leads to the most awkward ways of getting to know someone. Each teen from each group has their own idea of how to approach the reader, and are doing their best to not be put off by the task at hand. But hearing that the quiet mystery kid at school is the newest possible recruit gives them a feeling of trepidation... They really don't want to end up with a broken hand, or worse...

• Yet somehow, someway, they do end up talking with the reader... And are relieved that they aren't too bad. A little gruff, and cutting to the point, but they aren't that bad (they haven't seen certain team members before their morning coffee). When they try to talk about being mutants, that's when the reader tries to back out. They don't want anything to do with that, or being around other people, especially teens. They've been hurt before, and aren't keen to relive those experiences... Well, the teens don't leave them alone. They pester the reader, asking what their power is and trying to figure it out on their own, and finally their troubles are rewarded...

• And then they realize that oh cr*p they have claws like Logan (the Brotherhood teens know who he is, they've heard Sabretooth/Victor talk about him, and they have actually met Logan. People get along better in the ABO AUs). Aaaand now they are all trying to figure out what to say. How do you you tell someone, "Hi, yeah, we know your dad/uncle, so can you please come with us so we can show you to them?" The teens all around are doing their best to figure out how to break the news, but now the reader makes more sense now, because oh, that's why they look a bit familiar, they're related to him. Cue the teens rushing off to call their pack parents to share the news...

• And when they do get the news... it's a lot to take in. How do they even begin to process it? And how do they break it to the reader, who they know doesn't know anything about their parentage or what finding them means? Breaking the news to Logan, he has to take a minute. And then, with every bit of urgency and seriousness, asks if it's true. When he's met with the answer, that it is, he's... he's elated. Warm. Feels like crying. Because his bby wasn't dead, and they were nearby, alive and well. And even though he wants to rush in, to see them immediately... he doesn't. For his bby's sake, and for his kids sake, he and the other adults shouldn't rush it. His bby knows nothing about him or the truth behind what happened, who they were, and if they tell them, they have to do so as carefully as possible. Thus begins the befriending of his bby by his kids, plus the Brotherhood teens.

• (Yes, Victor finds out, and for him, he's glad his brother's child isn't dead. But he does plan to have them on the Brotherhood's side, so they're close by and so his brother will actually visit him and join him )

• And the reader has no clue all of this is going on. They just know that the Xavier and Brotherhood teens are acting weirdly friendly and interested in them, and they have to try to not be panicked. Attention on them isn't something they like, and suddenly having a bunch of teenagers interested in you feels like too much for them. Reader does their best to stay polite, but keeps themself from connecting too much with them. Yeah, no one's having that. Everyone is trying to find out how to approach them, and how to try to get them to join their side, while doing their absolute best to curb their own instincts telling them they have a new friend/sibling that should be with them, not away from them, and should be in the pack nest, under a dozen blankets...

• Finally, they're able to get the reader to open up a bit, little by little. Finding someone caring and afraid underneath, who unconsciously has been denying and burying their instincts all their life, trying to be what they thought was normal. And the teens are quick to tell the adults, who are then quick to speed things up a little. Yet teens have a plan of their own: Invite the reader to their home, and get the adults to see for themselves they need them, need a proper pack and some proper TLC.

• Reader does eventually meet Logan, and he's doing his best to stay calm as his kids present his long lost bby to him, who's waving awkwardly and asking if he's okay, he looks a bit pale- And for the rest of the time reader is at the mansion, he's keeping an eye on the teens, noting how they and his bby are, glad to see them getting along and safe...

• And after a few months, the groups decide they should break the news to reader. The reader deserves the truth, and they're all friends now, so they hope for the best. The groups are careful, asking as gently as possible what the reader knows about their parent/s or guardians... and then tell them they know someone like them, who is just like they are, mutation and all... The reader doesn't need much to read into what they're saying, and feels a bit... scared. They have a feeling whatever the teens tell them, they expect a certain answer, and they won't take kindly to the wrong one. And when the news does break, the reader is quiet. Taking it in. And asks if that changes anything. The teens are quiet, studying the reader, and doing their best to stay calm... The reader asks to have some time on their own, leaving as quick as possible. They're overwhelmed, and they're pretty sure the odd behaviors of everyone isn't a sign of good for them, and realize that their gut feelings from before, that the groups had something dark, something off about them, were right...

• Over the next few weeks, the reader tries to avoid the teens, and tries to make a plan to find leave town for awhile. They want to run, to hide, to get away from it all. Something is telling them to run, to leave as fast as possible, that something isn't right, and this time, the reader wants to listen to it. But as they go to get some air, to calm down, they find someone they didn't expect to see. Logan. Who said the kids sent him to check up on them, since they haven't seen them for awhile. And the reader knows, somehow, that he and the others know what they planned to do, and feels fear flood them. Yet they stay still and do their best to brush off any concern, hoping against the odds to leave before anyone takes notice...

• Then Logan cuts to the chase, asks the reader why they want to run, why they're ignoring the others... and the reader bolts. They run, as fast as they can, sliding through the house and out the back door, trying to run from everything that's happening and the panic eating through them...

• And Logan follows. He isn't alone, but the others decided to stay in the van, to give the reader some space. Clearly that wasn't the answer. He knows they're being eaten up inside, that they're unsure what road to take next and overwhelmed, but frome everything Jean could read from their mind, they were in danger of running off, of hurting themself, and he can't let that happen. It's not hard to track his bby, or for him to approach them from the shadows. But he and his pack aren't losing them, and if that means they have to step in, so be it.

• And the reader knows the moment they catch a scent in the wind, a scent that's so similar to their's, that they've been found. They watch carefully as Logan approaches them, and has to fight down every urge to cry, to break down, to give in. Yet all he does is stay a few feet away, making gentle noises. And he talks, asking what's wrong and why they want to run so bad. Asking if that's what they really want. Telling them they won't be hurt, that they care, he cares, and he's there to keep them safe. Then just as carefully, he hugs them. And it feels so, so good...

• The reader shakes, trying not to let the fearful noises slip past them. The arms around them are firm, warm, promising nothing but gentleness and protection. And yet they still feel anxious. A hand rubs circles into their back, and they can hear the noises better now, soft chuffs, like an animal trying to calm its baby. And for a minute, they let it sink in, the comfort they've wanted, that they've needed, freely given and so, so warm... Yet they try to pull away. They can't have it, they can't put themslef through the pain of having it, that love and care, turn against them... But all the grip around them does is tighten, the noises growing louder and more determined... And just as softly... something sharp presses into their shoulder. And they suck in a sharp breath,, struggling as they realize what just happened.

• Tears sting their eyes as they become desperate, trying to tug themself away, only to be pulled back into the grip. The hand on their back keeps rubbing warm circles, and they feel their head tucked underneath their captor's chin. A sob escapes them, as a deep rumble comes from the one holding them. Whatever they were injected with, they can feel it slowly affecting them. A heaviness enters their thoughts, slowly spreading throughout their body. They try to pull back, but are only met with a deep purr. Everything is... starting to slip. Tiredness consumes them, slumping them into the hold around them. Warmth is over them, pressed into their back and limbs, only helping them drift off into a peaceful darkness. A gentle noise comes from whatever they're against, lulling them to the brink... It feels so good... So calm... The gentle rubbing agsint them continues, and a small hum escapes them... And then, with a small exhale, they slip completely under...

• As his bby passes out, a deep rumble escapes him. His bby is safe, and he can finally take them home, where he and the others can help them and nurture their instincts, right where they always belonged. With a quiet sigh, Logan picks them up, nuzzling his head against their's, then heads back to where the van is. He and the others will explain everything when his bby wakes up, and they'll make everything right again. Everything will be okay. His bby may have tried to run, but he understands that they were scared, anxious, afraid of kind touches and loving words. But he'll help them. They all will. Just a bit of time nurturing them and helping them adjust to the changes, and they can try to get them back in school with the others. They just have to get through the first few stages, starting with bringing them home...

(And that is what I have so far for this au. Things to expect include, but aren't limited to: group nesting, scenting, chuffs and purring between everyone, protective and possessive behavior, and many pack bonding moments. And yes, Laura shows up, and yes, she's added too. Victor makes an appearance, multiple times, to meet his nibblings and to try and get Logan to join him... The reader wakes up and kinda knees someone in the crotch. Then tries to act like nothing happened the night before. It's a trip for everyone, as they try to care for the reader, only to have to deal with them expecting every kind word and action to have a double meaning, a threat, behind it, a joke against them or a manipulation tactic to hurt them... And the platonic yans realize just how much TLC they need to put into their kid/sibling/friend.)

(P.S.: How the Platonic Yan Teens come to like Reader:

A bully, possibly Duncan or Riley or someone else, messing with one of the teens, acting like a jerk: Ha, what are you gonna do about it, loser?😈

Reader, stepping out from the shadows behind them and tightening a strong hand around the bully's shoulder: What are you gonna do if I break your arm right now?💀😇

Bully, now scared: Get off me, freak! Walks away before reader can follow up on their threat🏃💨

Reader, looking their way, then back at the Platonic Yan Teen: Well... that happened. Have a nice day Pats their shoulder, then walks off before anyone can say anything

Platonic Yan Teen, five seconds later: ... What. The h*ck. Just happened?? Well, looks like we're friends now🤔🤷😍

[buckyscrystalqueen]

Alphas: Part 5

Pairings: Charles Xavier x Reader, Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, angst.

Word Count: 2,958

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

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You had never seen your students so happy in your entire life. Some how, you had managed to convince the X-Men, the Avengers, and the other teachers at the school to organize a mass field trip to Disney for your 100th birthday. Which meant you had managed to corral seventy-eight teenagers and 22 adults into the Quinjet and the X-Jet to travel down to Florida for the day.

The plan was to have each adult be responsible for three or four students with the intention of at least two adults leading a small group for everyone’s safety. On top of that, Tony had created a tracking system for the students (and Peter Parker because you couldn’t leave him behind) and each adult had an app on their phone to be able to keep track of them all through out the day. You and your two Alpha’s were responsible for the most… you didn’t want to say vulnerable because they were more than capable of protecting themselves. But they were the mutants that would either draw the most attention from the other tourists or be the most likely to respond with their abilities because of said attention.

“How many of those windows do you think I can knock out with one blast from back here.” Scott joked as he gestured to Cinderella’s castle in the distance.

“None because you’re gunna behave for my birthday, right?” You said as you followed your group of eleven kids with Bucky and Charles on either side of you. He glanced back at you and mock saluted as his girlfriend, Jean tugged on his arm.

“I’m quite proud of you, Omega.” Charles said as he took your hand and laced his fingers with yours. “Using your birthday to let the children be children for a day.”

“I think it’ll be good for them. And with Disney, from what I read, the people who work here are a lot better at seeing kids that are different. They always get the strangest looks from the employees at Hershey park so hopefully, Disney is different for them.”

“We’ve got one good Omega.” Bucky said as he put his metal arm around your shoulder. You smiled up at him as Charles nodded his head in agreement and squeezed your hand. You were so grateful that the two of them were getting along as well as they were since Charles had started the slow process of ‘fixing’ Bucky’s mind.

“John! Not happening! Lighter, now.” You called out as you let go of Charles’ hand and ducked out from under Bucky’s arm. They both shook their heads and huffed a laugh as you pocketed the lighter and held out your hand for any backups you knew the boy that went by Pyro had before he lit the wooden statue of a bear on fire just for fun.

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You stood outside Space Mountain with Emma and Ellie, two Betas that didn’t want to ride the rollercoaster as Charles and Bucky took the other kids on the ride. You smirked at Ellie (Negasonic Teenage Warhead) as she sat, annoyed with life, like a typical teenager and Emma, who was taking selfies with the castle in the distance. You bumped your shoulder into Ellie’s, and smirked down at her.

“You know, you’re allowed to smile.” She looked up at you through her lashes and a smile pulled at the corner of her lip no matter how hard she tried to fight it. You were always the one who could get through to her.

“It hurts.” She joked as she snapped her gum and fought to get her smile hidden once again. You both looked over at Emma as an older, creepy Alpha walked up to her. You could see instantly that she was uncomfortable and your Omega instincts kicked in.

“Stay here.” You said to Ellie as you got up from the bench the two of you were sitting on. You forced a smile on your face and walked over. “Hey Em. Ellie and I are going to go look at the…”

“I’m talking to her, Omega. Know your place.” The man snapped as his eyes shot up to you. You reached out and grabbed Emma’s hand as you stood up a bit taller and held your ground.

“And I’m taking my kid away now. Have a good day.” You pulled Emma behind your back and gently pushed her toward Ellie. The Alpha growled and quickly shoved you against a rail. He put his arm across your chest painfully and held you in place as he stared you down.

“Who do you think you’re talking to, Omega?” He snapped. You held your hand up towards your students as Ellie and Emma jumped up to help you and Charles’ voice asking if you were alright echoed in your head. You thought a quick ‘no’ as you glanced over at your students to make sure they were OK.

“I suggest you back up now.” You said calmly despite the fear that was pouring out of you. “My Alp…”

“Your Alpha needs to teach you to respect other Alphas you little bitch. Looks like someone has to teach…” You let out a squeak and cringed as the man pulled his hand back to hit you when the familiar whirl of Bucky’s metal arm stopping him in his tracks made your eyes fly open.

“Back up.” Bucky growled as Charles stepped around the pair and stood in front of you.

“Alphas. Plural.” You said with a smile as Bucky bent the mans arm back, sending the man to his knees. “As in more than one.

“I suggest you apologize to our Omega.” Charles said as he gestured to Bucky. “Because he will break your arm.”

“Sorry!” The man yelped over Bucky’s rolling growl. You shook your head as you leaned around Charles and pointed to Emma.

“Not to me. To her.” He opened his mouth to protest but Bucky pulled his arm a little farther back.

“Sorry!” The man shouted. Bucky instantly let go and shoved the man back. His eyes widened as he got a look at the super soldier for the first time.

“Go.” The man jumped to his feet with a scowl and stormed off. Charles and Bucky were instantly in front of you and your students crowded around.

“Let me see.” Charles said as he stepped forward and lifted your chin. You barely heard Ellie demanding everyone take a step back as your Alphas looked at the light bruise forming on your chest and lower back.

“I’m fine.” You said softly. “’s’alright…”

“Not alright.” Charles said. Bucky shook his head in agreement.

“Absolutely not alright.”

“OK, so it’s not alright but I’m not doing this in front of the kids. You both can worry later, OK?” You reached up and cupped both their cheeks as they looked at each other.

“Every other ride?” Bucky suggested, receiving a nod from Charles. You rolled your eyes as Bucky gently grabbed your arm and pulled you into his side.

“I’m fine, Alpha.” You sighed as you all headed toward the next ride. Charles put his arm around your waist and growled at an Alpha that was looking over at you. You sighed as the Alpha students of your group moved the Betas and Omegas into the middle of the group. With a huff, you rolled your eyes again and moved into the line for the Carousel of Progress, knowing full well that no matter how much you protested, your Alphas were going to stick to your side like glue for the rest of the day.

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“Why do you still keep those memory boxes, doll? Stark gave you that flat computer thing that you take photos with all the time.” You giggled as you looked up at Bucky while putting your Disney World tickets and the ‘Happy Birthday’ pin in a white cardboard box marked ’twenty-teens’.

“Because apparently, I don’t die so in a hundred years, I’d like to be able to look back on the time you, Charles and I took the kids to Disney. And by then, who knows what technology will look like.” He nodded and pointed at you as you put the lid back on and pushed the box into the corner of your closet. You walked over and flopped down on your and Bucky’s bed with a sigh. “I feel like we should go out and do something tonight but I really, really don’t want to.”

“Ooook.” He laughed as he reached over and pulled you up toward him and the pillows. “So what do you want to do because I’m kinda tired of movies.” With a sigh, you looked over at him and snarled your lip up, playfully.

“God, where’s Charles when we need him. He’s always got some kinda crazy idea to entertain us.”

“(Y/N)…” You sat bolt upright in bed, nearly hitting Bucky’s head with your own as Charles’ weak, pain filled and panicked voice called out in your mind.

“Charles?” You asked out loud as you covered your ears in an attempt to hear him better. He sounded a million miles away and he was starting to unknowingly pass his pain on to you. “Charles!” You screamed as pain ripped through your stomach and back, like a burning fire that couldn’t be snuffed out. Almost as quickly as it started, he thought your name once more before everything disappeared. You sat panting on the bed as Bucky scrambled to figure out why his Omega was screaming.

“(Y/N)!” You looked up as Logan ripped open your bedroom door, doused in blood. You searched his wild eyes as he shook his head. “It’s Charles.”

“Where?” You asked as you flew out of the bed with Bucky on your heels. You stumbled slightly as Charles’ voice and his pain flooded your mind again. You barely felt Bucky scoop you off your feet and continue through the mansion after Logan while you tried to calm Charles down.

“Charles, breathe. I’m here, Alpha.” You said as you covered your ears to block out the shouts around you from your students. You closed your eyes and squirmed against the pain in a desperate attempt to get away from it.

“Omega, please…”

“I’m coming, Alpha. I’m coming.” You said as you curled yourself into Bucky’s arms. You tried to calm him down as his cries of pain moved from being in just your head to completely surrounding you.

“I can't breathe.” Charles cried as you scrambled to get out of Bucky’s arms; forcing yourself to ignore the gut wrenching, nauseating pain that didn’t belong to you. Your two personalities collided- Doctor verses Charles’ Omega as you looked at the blood dripping on the floor of the medical room in the basement.

“What happened?” You screamed as you ran over to the cabinets and began ripping them open for what you needed.

“It was an accident.” Erik Lehnsherr, Charles’ long time frenemy said, his voice obviously shaken. “I didn’t mean…”

“Erik!” You snapped as you started throwing things onto a metal tray. “What. Happened?”

“Bullet to the stomach.” Hank said as he came running in from the hanger. You nodded as you kicked through the locked, glass door of the medicine cabinet and grabbed a sedative and a strong pain killer. You grabbed two syringes off the tray and forced yourself to swallow back tears.

“Bucky, hold his arm out.” You said over Charles’ pleas as you filled the syringes as fast as your shaking hands would allow. You glanced up at your other Alpha as you set the bottles down on the counter. “James!” His head whipped up toward you as you grabbed a rubber tourniquet off the tray.

“I can’t help him if he keeps giving me his pain. I need his arm!” Faster than you could blink, Charles’ suit arm was ripped away and his arm was held still for you. As quickly as you could, you gave your Alpha the two shots and held your breath for a moment until he passed out. As his breathing went from short, pained pants to simple breaths, you burst into tears and took over for Jean with your hands on the wound.

“Erik… you need to leave.” You said after a moment as you forced yourself to stand up straight. You glanced back at him and pointed toward the door with a nod. “And don’t show your face in my home again.” With a half nod, he walked out of the room with his head hung low. You heard Bucky call your name and you couldn’t do anything but shake your head. “I can fix this.” You said, more to yourself as you took a deep breath and looked at your blood splattered night shirt.

“Alright, Hank get the x-ray machine up, quick. Jean, stay with me and stay in Charles’ head. Make sure he’s OK, alright? Logan, make sure everyone else goes back to bed.” You heard Logan start to coral everyone out as you started a heart rate monitor and grabbed the electrodes you needed. “Buck, I need you here.”

“‘mega… can you fix him?” You looked up at one of the loves of your life and the only thing you could do was shake your head.

“I’m gunna try, Alpha. I’m gunna fucking try.”

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“You did good, Omega.” You couldn’t look up at Bucky, nor could you accept his compliment as you sat on his lap in the med-room in the basement of the mansion. Your Alpha dragged his fingers up and down your spine as the two of you watched the steady rise and fall of Charles’ chest. He had gotten lucky that Erik was there but you would be damned if you ever admitted that out loud. He had managed to stop the bullet before it did any sever damage, but it still went into a loop of his intestines. While you were not and had never been a surgeon, you were able to get him patched up and into recovery within a few hours.

“Can I admit something?” Bucky said softly as he slid his hand down your back and around to your hip. He curled his fingers into the shirt he had forced you to change into post surgery and laid his cheek on the top of your head. You felt a tear fall onto your cheek and you finally picked your head up off his chest and looked up at him. He avoided your eyes by looking down at your lap.

“I can’t lose him either. I…” he sighed and closed his eyes with a shake of his head. You reached up gently and cupped his jaw in your palm. He sighed and leaned into the touch. “I think I love him. Not in a ‘I want to sleep with him’ way. It’s just… fuck.” He shook his head and squeezed his eyes tighter. “I don’t know how to explain it, ‘mega mine.”

“I do…” Both your heads whipped over at the sound of Charles’ voice and you lurched to your feet as fast as you could.

“Don’t move, Alpha.” You said gently as you carefully sat on one side of the bed when he tried to sit up. “You have seven stitches in your stomach.” He nodded and settled back into the bed with a slightly pained face. Tears welled in your eyes as you reached out to cup his jaw but his eyes found Bucky’s as he sat down in a chair beside you.

“I know how you feel, James. When I was lying there, essentially dying, I saw your face. Both of you.” He looked at you with a smile and you nodded for him to go on. He looked back at Bucky and reached for his hand. “I love you, James. Which wasn’t always the case but today, I couldn’t imagine my life without you. I don’t know if you realize it as much as I have but when our Omega isn’t there, you and I turn to each other for companionship where as it used to be Hank and Steve respectively. I know it’s not the same type of love we feel for our Omega… but it is love.” Despite the slight blush on his face, Bucky nodded in agreement and let Charles lace his fingers with his.

“I couldn’t lose you.” He said softly as he absentmindedly brushed his thumb along Charles’ thumb. “Either of you.” He smiled up at you and you took Bucky’s other hand with a smile.

“God, I love you both so much.” You said as you looked between your two Alpha’s. Both smiled at you as Charles took your other hand.

“As do I.” Charles agreed as he gently squeezed both your hands.

“Me, too.” With a bigger smile, you gave both Alpha’s hands a returning squeeze before standing up from the bed.

“Alright, you need rest, Alpha.” You said with as much authority as you could. “You’re lucky to be alive. And if I ever see Erik near you again, I’ll shoot him myself.”

“No you won’t.” Both Alphas said as Bucky stood up beside you.

“Come on, Omega. Let’s go drag the other bed in here so we can all go to bed.”

“Oh, love?” You and both looked back at Charles and he smirked. “I’ll need to come up with better nicknames. Think I could get something for the pain, doc?” You smirked back and shook your head.

“The doc in me says yes, but your Omega is very, very mad at you for getting shot.” He huffed a laugh and instantly cringed, causing you to lose all fight. “OK! Pain meds, on the way.”

[izbelross]

The World Might Not Want To Change

Chapter 2/3

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3

Hi again, Isa here ✨ thank you for reading the first prt, I hope you enjoy this second 😚 I had this ready for a while but between my holidays and an upcoming existential crisis I wasn't on the mood to do something else but read...

Thanking once again @raelwrites for the inspiration given with her masterpiece: Gunpowder and Cinnamon.

Warnings: Black humor. Angst, fluff, mentions of dead characters, slight triggering topics (please be careful with this) Bad words (?) cursing.

Pairings: alpha!reader x omega!Matt Murdock x alpha!Frank Castle, platonic!Beta! Yelena Belova x alpha!reader.

"Even if you denied your inner alpha by using you telekinetic and telepath abilities you can not stop yourself from wanting to protect those close to your heart. Even if that meant bringing dangerous people in search of your blood and pain from people that used to be long ago, your pack."

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Charles woke up screaming your name, his hands thrashed against the sheets and the feeling of drowning overcame him "Look at me! Charles focus on me!" A voice was inducing him out of the flash of your mind and the imminent dead in it

"Charles, look at me! You are here, in the school, you are with me!" His lover scent washed all over the place, the always soft and comforting lemon now was bitter, stressing Erik who tried to engulf it with his own ivy influence.

Slowly, Erik coaxed his mate into consciousness, until Charles's eyes were focused on his and the choking breath became even. His hand flew to Erik's shoulder, grasping it with enough force to bruise "I saw it– it's a memory, something that happened a few moments ago. I– they're in danger– we can't– we can not–" Erik made him sit up on the corner of the bed, hanging his head between his legs.

"Ja, mein leibe, breath... like that, deep breaths."

Charles did what his alpha commanded and soon his head clear enough to be able to speak properly, first was your name and Erik was already preoccupied " needs us, I couldn't see very well, but it was like I was there, with them." His mate kept making small reassuring circles on his back.

"How was that possible? Their mind was supposed to be closed for you."

The last time Erik talked to you was when you were leaving in a rush, to never come back to them. Charles couldn't get into your mind and that had almost broke him, Erik understood, he really did, after all Jean and Scott where your first pack, who never let you down and who didn't let you let any body down. They were your world and you were theirs, until Phoenix.

Even after knowing all that, Erik still ached for the day you left them. He knew your pain was bigger than everybody else, bigger than Logan's, but it didn't stop him from missing you, you were like a daughter to him, to Charles. You used to call him "Ada" like the endearment from the stories you loved so much. And letting you go broke him from the inside.

"They were protecting someone." The voice of his mate made him ground himself.

"Who?"

"Their pack mate."

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"Yelena snarled at the first moment Frank took out his gun and in a blink you were moving as well as Matt, but it wasn't fast enough. "No!" A bullet was shot and then the world faded to black."

It was like you disconnected from the reality. Your body was there but it was like you were watching everything from the ceiling of the big ass factory. Yelena's snarl and the upcoming danger made your inner alpha snap and for a split of a second your power slipped out of your tight minded grip.

Your power was always perceived for you as Jean's one. But a long time ago you wondered if there wasn't more inside you. It felt like you could fold the very existence with your bare hands. You felt powerful, more than Charles's mind tricks and Jean hidden existential crisis. And now, well... seems you were right.

You saw the single second the lights were obscured with a dense cloud of darkness, like a liquid floating in space and surrounding Yelena and your self and... Matt, still behind the guy.

When the lights went back on you were all in the same spot, you protecting an enraged groaning Yelena and the man in front of an indecisive Matt. But the bullet that was shot was slowly evaporating inches from your forehead.

The snarling alpha, still wounded, opened his eyes quite comically and your neutral scent hit all three of them. It wasn't bitter or overbearing, it was as –exactly the way you felt– it wasn't there reacting to the moment.

"The fuck?" Said Frank before taking a sniff and involuntary relaxing to the welcomed scent.

Yelena said your name, holding your hand to grab your attention, she would have been happy and all over the clouds, if this was but a different scenario. However now you needed to come back to your senses. She tried to step in front of you but with an enormous force you grab her from the waist, stopping her from coming between you and the man still holding the gun.

Perhaps she would regret this, but there was nothing else that came to mind "Alpha."

Your gaze snapped to her and then she noticed the blue glowing iris, no pupil. In a way it was endearing, your hold on her was soft yet firm and your calm face while gazing into her eyes mesmerised her

"Stay" the tone was that of a command and she found herself obeying with happiness. It would have been perfect, your scents mixing and recognising each other. But you looked back at the men and suddenly Yelena remembered that even if this was the first time you let her scent you, a man had just shot you, and failed miserably, but still.

Matt didn't realised it at the beginning, but as seconds passed after your command he could hear you, all of you, the sound of you being alive, being there. Not like a ghost that was able to move things like a fucking poltergeist, no, now he could sense you.

"Put the gun down or I will make you." The guttural tone of the alpha in you was growling, asserting dominance over the situation. A chill swept over Frank's spine and even if his alpha snarled and purred at the sound, he put that weird reaction aside. He gulped once, twice and with another sniff of your scent –which was still neutral, without true feeling behind– Frank put the gun down, making Matt let out a sigh of relief. "Now. Get. Out."

"Hey no, wait–" Matt tried to talk but you wouldn't even look his way, Frank's scent –wood and pine– was washing all over him and protecting him from yours, even if you were the dominant in this moment, Matt was his. And you were just a menace –that helped him, yes, but he didn't know you– "Not you omega. The alpha that tried to kill my pack." Welp, thought Matt, here we go...

"Like fuck I will!" Your posture remained the same and The Devil from Hell's Kitchen was counting the sound of the palpitations on your chest. They didn't change, your breathing didn't race. You had no physical reaction to the last threat, unease creeping at him.

The amount of scents flowing through the room made your clouded mind start to clear. First it was your surroundings, your body felt like yours again, the arm behind you that kept Yelena secure against your back was turned to life again, you could feel the texture of her sweater in your fingertips, every fibre of it and you centred yourself in that.

"Hey, alpha," Matt whine made Frank and you look at him, and his focus traveled between both of you. "There's no danger in here." He said your name with exquisite delicacy and held Frank's hand "they healed you, Yelena healed you. This is their safe space." He let his suave essence been known then,

Both men connected their gazes, one with uncertainty, worry and the other reassuringly. At his omega's soft purring, Frank took a deep breath and looked back at you.

You were slowly starting to realise what you have just done and so, the scent of comfort, warm that guarded Yelena started to buzz with fear.

The omega heard it then, your heart started beating faster by the second, your skin showing microscopic drops of sweat.

Frank almost took a step to you as the sudden decrease of your scent. The lack of cerulean glow in your eyes melted away.

The air around shifted between the omega, your beta and the alpha and... you could scent yourself again, after many years you almost forgot what was the characteristic of your inner alpha.

Yelena's was the first that enraptured you in an almost cooing manner, trying to reassure you, she was like the grass on the morning dew, freshly wet earth, fresh and cool. Your heart ached for it, your alpha purred and whined searching for comfort, to hold onto her and never let her go... but your mind was stronger and it couldn't avoid the other scents that were trying to reach you, out of a longing that Matt and Frank didn't know they had.

You flinched when they mixed with yours and Yelena's, like a brick hitting you straight in the face.

“No" you dropped Yelena from your grasp, the factory coming out of the darkness and you started to retract yourself, putting little by little all the walls you had carefully planted around your mind, your body, the air surrounding you. The memories were flooding your mind, you couldn't take this, you couldn't do it again-

"Stop, you will hurt yourself." You heard from somewhere around you, it wasn't your beta.

No... no, she was not your beta, she was Yelena, her own person, she wasn't your belonging she was... "Don't you dare touch her!" A feminine voice snarled and the alpha in you growled out for you to help her and to stop you from hiding your scent from them.

Matt tried to reach out for you before Frank and Yelena could stop him, but a snarling ripped out your throat –one that had him recoiling with a whimper– and stop him. You were going into a frenzy, he could hear you, you were about to pass out if you continued this way.

Your name came out in a harsh voice, deep, strained, it was the alpha in there commanding you. "Whatever you are trying to do is starting to hurt you. You must stop. Now." it didn't do anything, it actually had the contrary effect. And then the triggering happened

"Alpha."

In a whiplash that caused you a stinging pain in every muscle in your body, the power around you completely covered you, your sense returned. Your alpha cried, snarled at you, it was begging now, whimpering in pain for having lost the freedom you deny yourself. It groaned, it scratched against your head bringing you down and making you ache from the inside.

But you had had enough.

"Do not call me that." The room became quiet.

Matt couldn't hear you anymore, you were there but not there. Frank couldn't scent you, like your calming aroma never existed in the first place. And that was the beauty of the chaos power you possessed. You wiped every trace of existence from the world, including your own self, every little trace.

Yelena enveloped you in her arms, she understood, she knew and so she blinded you from the alpha looking at you with longing and the omega who was crouched in the floor, four steps away from you both.

She didn't smell like anything anymore. You weren't able to recognise her apart from the smell of her fruity shampoo. You breathed and your brain was welcomed with the smell of the old decadent building, helping your mind to remind yourself where were you.

"Al–"

"Don't" Yelena cut Matt before another disaster happened. "We helped you, now get out of here."

"They can't continue doing this to themselves, it will kill them." Spoke again the lawyer. Neither of you answered and by the incessant movement between clothes you might have been a shaking mess with words spoken from under your breath.

"Now they know where I am, not the– the wrong ones but Charles... he surely heard me, he has never stoped searching for me. He will come and I can't Yelena, I just can't..."

Frank was there, stunned, watching your beta comfort you in a way that if it was anyone but a different person, he would have took you out of her arms only to be nestled between Matt's. Or his.

It was weird, how such emotions could come up to his mind only by getting your scent once, and to his disappointment it was already fading away.

"Who is coming for you?" Matt's question startled you all. You didn't have the mind to answer, you couldn't hear past your own sobs, the cooing of the beta holding you and the memories flooding your mind. Memories of days that you were sure have locked away in the farthest part of your brain.

But so much could you do against time.

"Later." Her arms snaked around you and lifted you with little trouble until you were secured and holding onto her for dear life. "You better get some rest. If you're going to stay better to do something useful and start planning what to get for breakfast. That's the least think you could do after today." Yelena growled.

Without waiting for them to answer she walked slowly to the stairs, careful not to drop you and not waisting energy when hoisting you up every time you slipped a little.

Yelena laid with you all night, talking to you about her travels before meeting you and the adventures she had before the blip. All the amazing women she met and the few that helped her.

At first you couldn't listen with the pain in your forehead and the heart hammering in your chest. But after two hours of buzzing in front of you, her voice became audible. Looking at her profile you listened to every tiny detail she gifted you with.

There were some stories of little battles that resembled some you had when you were still with the X-men and then, after you left them. So you shared them as well.

You supposed that perhaps, every individual that dedicated their lives to a major good, was going to coincide in some aspects of their fights. And you dare to wonder, if you shared this kind of talks with the omega down stairs... what stories would you two share and agree with?

The breath in your lungs hitched. Yelena, noticing, swung an arm around you, nestling her face in your neck, where your scent gland should smell more, it didn't. But still she pictured it again, fading away in her memory, just like the chaos magic around you worked.

"The man is The Punisher. He was startled to be in a foreign place and so he shot you. Your crazy ass dissolved the bullet and then your eyes started glowing and you tried to kick him out right before you came back to your senses – I mean not exactly normal senses but you know what I mean–" you rolled your eyes and she chuckled. You were almost back to her.

The silence was a welcomed one for a few minutes. Charles surely knows where you are now. Which means that the first one they will contact is Logan... which only means you are fucked and... yeah, that's it.

"Do you wanna talk with them?"

"The X-men?" You looked at her with a raised brow.

"No, little Satan and his boyfriend downstairs. You looked quiet pissed before but, I think they will survive you now." Laughing a little you couldn't deny that a tiny bit part of you would have wished to stay an alpha and scent them. Both of them. But the coherent and pained bigger part in you said 'nah, we are good, thank you'

"Yeah, I really don't want to... but I have to so... let's go, you rat." She rolled her eyes and both of you got up the bedroll to meet the men at the bottom of the building.

"Why didn't ya tell me, Red?" If Frank got a penny for every time Matt did something stupid in pos of his so called safety, then he would have been not rich, but able to buy at least two automatic cars with an entire insurance.

"You were almost dead and the other half of the time you were trying to kill me. So, I couldn't really ask you how you wanted to break free from the mind control they had you in, you now?" Matt's scent washed over his alpha, reassuring him even if the other scoffed unamused. He wouldn't have it any other way even if it still worried him that he put his own self in danger just to keep him safe. "Besides, I kinda had in mind what would happen."

"Yeah, which part? Me almost putting a bullet through their head or them almost killing me with the glowing bulbs they have for eyes?"

"First of all, you were so far away from killing me that it's offensive for you to even consider that," your voice startled the alpha, making Matt's mocking smile appear, 'little bastard', murmured Frank. "Second, my eyes are more like stars in the sky for what I've been told, thank you very much."

"Funny, quite funny actually, if you looked from my perspective sweetheart, they looked like the last light at the end of the tunnel, sm'where no one wants to go with true meaning." Frank looked at you from the couch and caught himself missing the scent he smelled in you a few hours ago.

"Castle, be nice"

"I'm being nice, Red. They over there, just have the right sense of humour." Now, your eyebrows furrowed.

"I actually meant that, y'know. It's not like a tiny man like you could defeat me."

Yelena rolled her eyes and walked to sit in front of Matt. He smiled at her direction.

"Little? Doll, you have no idea how wrong you're." He stood up, now you were fully conscious that yes, indeed, he was way taller than you expected.

While walking towards you, his arms crossed and almost every ounce of alpha commanding scent washing over you and Matt and in consequence, Yelena, that scrunched her nose.

"Don't do that." Your playful banter was over, Matt could hear it and Frank could see it in the way your small smile fell and the pursue in your lips looked like that one of a wolf groaning in aggression. "If you want to keep your nutsacks attached to your body do not go all alpha near us."

The Devil left out a soft chuckle that threatened to become a full laugh at his alpha little heart attack.

Frank immediately retreated. His hands up in front of him, his scent fading. You didn't use a commanding voice, but he could recognize the fear behind the rage, like the mask you used now. "M'sorry." He mumbled.

He went to sit alongside Matt. You exchanged a reassuring look with Yelena searching for food in your bag, almost everything was out of the 24 hour store and this earned a disapproving look from the alpha in front of you. "What? Do you want to go to a restaurant?"

"Let's talk about the main problem here, ok?" Your gaze snapped away from Frank's annoyed look, right back at Yelena. "The problem we have here is that even if we do know the location, the replica of the stone and it's properties are unknown, if and only if the power that it has is the same as one of the Infinity Stones, then... we are fucked."

"I could grab it." You said.

"Sure, sure. You don't even know how much power you can bend."

"I can do it!"

"Really? Tell me again, how many times have you grabbed and survived an Infinity Stone with the power to– I don't know, evaporate half the universe?" You sighed, of course you could fucking do it!

"She's right," continued Matt "you don't know that. We need another option. Perhaps someone else that has the power to destroy it even." You opened your mouth to speak but the alpha stopped you. "Do you happen to know someone with that characteristics, Matt? I think they could do it." The omega didn't seem faced by The Punisher calling him by his name. The snarl he gave was more because of even suggesting using you to grab an unknown powerful stone.

"Of course I can do it!" Matt and Yelena let a low 'sure' course you can' you ignored them "Besides we don't have the time to search for someone. For what we know they could be already manufacturing it."

"In that you're wrong, as well as in the 'I can do it', we do know that it's still in programming, it's being made in a facility outside of the city, but still close enough for the easy manoeuvring. For being an evil lair they are pretty concerned for the well being of his employees."

"Where is this facility?"

"Four hours from here."

The four of you sit there in silence, eating from the junk food you gave them earlier.

Frank was a little on edge. They had already fought against Fisk and his problematic childhood trauma consequences. Now there was a bigger threat that not only concerned Hell's Kitchen but seemingly the entire world if the plans of the big guy were to be on full display.

"Did you talk with the contact Matt gave you?" Asked you Yelena.

You went to see this Foggy Nelson and he informed you of everything he knew about the last case and everyone involved —by Matt's request—

He was a little on edge, —as everyone seemed to be— when you entered 'cause of the lack of scent and Karen couldn't even stop herself from asking if you were, real? It wasn't the weirdest thing someone has told you, but still made you snort when you remembered their faces.

"Yep, no one has had any kind of contact with the former Kingpin... and not even the threats seemed to change his answers" You had gone to the places of every men and women that were between the suspects of crimes in the name of Fisk. But no one even dare to lie. You made sure of that.

Matt tilted his head "You went– you went to see each one of them?" He clenched his fist with the lack of heartbeat from you.

"Well, yes. It's not that I don't trust your contact –fine I don't, but that's not why I didn't go. I needed to meet them, in case something goes wrong when everything is ready to go."

"I might know of someone that can help with some info." Frank spoke and looked between the three of you. "Deadpool, he, uh, 'left' some info on his safe trash can, s'mthing about a plot twist or shit."

Frankly he couldn't even remember the exact words but Wade had made sure that Frank remembered the exact location of that bag, and when he tried to know more about it or take it, Wade only told him that if that bag was touched before he met an alpha without scent then he would spend all of his days with his little apartment covered in a black mass of unknown precedence.

Frank already knew that Wilson was a little psycho so he followed through, besides he didn't really think that it would actually come a time when you, an alpha without scent, would appear on his life.

"I don't think anything from him could be of help, Frank." Yelena said and Frank looked at her with terror. You let out a chuckle when Matt's mouth hanged open. Russian girls an their unfiltered words.

"We could try and see what he has left. The last time I helped Wilson it wasn't that bad actually." You murmured.

Frank sighed. Yep, this was a very weird experience.

"So, Frank," continued Matt " will go fish the info and I will continue patrolling. The little facility is under vigilance 24 7 and the guards are changing rounds every three hours and never leave the place. There's a truck that brings them supplies which comes from outskirts of New York, I will follow it and try to sneak through." You all nodded in agreement.

"I will go with you," Yelena said and the omega agreed with a tiny smile. If you were out of the cocoon of your power, you would have smelled their scents mixing and knowing each other "I need to map out the easiest exits and the emergency entries."

"Then I guess I'll–"

"You," the beta interrupted you " will deal with the problem of your power and the ones that are surely on their way here." Shit, you forgot about that.

"Who is coming from you?"

"What?"

Both Frank and Matt growled at the seeming threat. Someone was coming for you? And you were going to be left alone?

"Yeah, I– I used the power back there remember?" They nodded "I'm being track by my last pack. They are good people just a little concerned for me not contacting them for almost six years." Yelena gave you a look, and the other problem? "They don't know, ok? It wasn't enough of my power for them to reach me." She sighed in relief and gave a squish to your hand.

"And when they find you what? Will they take you with them?" Frank bit out, a growl threatening in his chest.

The problem was that his own reaction confused him, he didn't know why, he didn't wanted to know so he searched refuge in Matt, who let him nuzzle against his hair.

"If I want to go with them then, yes, most probably." You couldn't find it in yourself to look at them, the way Matt was comforting Frank who was visible angry. Or the hands of the omega clenching and unclenching one in Frank's vest chest plate and the other at his side. "This is not the point anyways. Take this" you gave each a little transmitter with a tiny ear microphone "it has a range of ten miles so if you need assistance from us" you said pointing at Frank and then you "you'll have to use the burner phones or a radio from the facility."

With everyone agreeing you sit back sighing. This one was going to be a ride to remember.

"Hey," murmured Yelena. "Sure you'll be ok? I could stay." You denied with your head and hugged her while laying down. It was a comfort and she wrapped her arms around you searching for it as well. "What little Satan said– if they want you to go with them– I'm not asking this just for you to not do it, I just wanna know– will you go with them?"

Your arms tighten around her and you pressed you nose to her neck, her scent would have been bitter with concern? Would she have enveloped you with it? Would she be letting you scent her with your own?

"Yes, but I would drag you along and if they didn't want you then I would just flip them off and keep myself with you." Yelena laughed, surprisingly relaxed.

"Flip them off? You would probably do more than that don't lie." You disentangled yourself a little, for the offended look you gave her. "Excuse me? I'm a proper person, and like one, I do know how to behave."

"By flipping them off."

"Shut up, Belova, you scream obscenities at people all the time!" You whispered in a scream.

"It doesn't count if they don't understand it!"

Behind you two, the alpha and the omega sat together. Matt was playing with Frank's finger while listening to the conversation with closed eyes. Frank had his head on his omega's lap, enjoying the soft murmurs and little laughs his beta and his alpha made.

"You feel it too, right Red?" Matt smirked.

Even if you were probably still pissed at him, at both. They couldn't deny the pull they felt towards you both. In quite a different meaning. It was there with Yelena, she was the scent that even then comforted them, a little of light for you as well as for them. She cared for you, protected you and you did the same for her.

And then there was you.

The scent you owned was no longer in the air. But Matt couldn't stop trying to get a whiff every time you laughed a little louder or moved to get more comfortable. He couldn't hear your heartbeat. And for that little time where you let your powers down, it made him long for you as much as he longed for Frank. And Frank, for god's sake.

He thought he was surely going insane. There he was in front of you, right after he shot you and the first thing that crossed his mind wasn't how well he protected Matt, no. He felt fear, and as fast as that emotion came it went away.

It was uncommon to get imprinted on someone so fast, and for solely a few seconds of even not direct contact. But there they were.

Why did you hide your scent? Why did you get angry when Frank called you alpha? Yelena was there, acting like your pack, like your beta, but you didn't act as an alpha. You behave like one when your eyes were glowing and the darkness crawled at the place. But then–

It was like you almost hated it. And if you hated it in yourself, would you hate it on him? Would you reject him for being an alpha?

"I feel it too." He said your name in a whisper, longingly "calls for us. Perhaps they can scent it, their power wouldn't allow it, but it would be the same for them, if their guard was down."

After a few minutes of soft touches and purring, Frank spoke again "Be careful later will'ya? Don't wanna have to drag you out of that place."

"Don't worry Frank. I'll be."

"Take care of Yelena, too."

"Mhm, yes alpha." Frank groaned.

"You take care of yourself too, and our alpha."

"We won't be near each other." Murmured Frank.

"Now, now. I seriously don't believe you're gonna let them alone for long, will you?" At Frank's little scoff the omega smirked and kissed his lips. Their combined scents made Yelena smile a little, her own scent dancing with theirs, calming them.

Carding you closer from your position, nuzzled in her chest, the only thing that she wished she had right now was you.

Having you completely.

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"Well, shit."

You had been waiting patiently for one hour, surveying the few abandoned houses around the factory. Yelena left, with you promising to take care of yourself and she promised the same. She had been acting warmly to Satan and Frank and for her it was something unbelievable.

The good bye with them was ehm... awkward.

Frank and Matt felt that pull towards you, the one that could only be felt to a destined alpha, it was the same kind of bond they share and when they found out time ago, they were reclutant, they still are sometimes. After all, their methods were very different from each other. It was a grey area where they were standing, but they could manage themselves pretty well. They didn't live together or shared a nest, but were constantly guarding each other or going to help. Scenting was very common as well.

But nothing beyond that.

Their life style was complicated, they had made enemies along the way and living with the fear of the other getting hurt because of those said enemies was something they didn't want to deal with. So they had to live with the pain of never being able to bond or share a nest. Nothing more than a few hours, days if they were lucky. When they will talk about everything they could.

Frank knew he couldn't lose another love, another omega he fell so deeply for. And so he was ok with that as well as Matt, who had seen what others could do to the bonded of people like him or Frank. Even then, there was that present feeling at the back of their heads, that something wasn't completely right.

That perhaps, the decision of not starting a courting or sharing a bond for the danger was only an excuse for something that they never thought about in all seriousness.

So when Matt met you, this pull was there, almost inexistent. And when Frank shot you, his nerves were on the verge of bringing him into a breakdown. And your scent, that godly scent that now was a lost memory in their minds, seemed to be carried in their subconscious.

You couldn't feel this. The scents of them, what exactly they felt like, what they smell like. You could only remember Yelena's and that was fading away too. Your power didn't allow your brain to cry over that. It was all part of the protection it held.

But your alpha was still fighting against your good will.

And the awkward good bye you had with them almost made you reach out and slap their faces. What the fuck was wrong with them both?

Yelena was in the background waiting for Matt an laughing her ass off. She could feel it, how they wanted to reach out, and their insecurity. So she kept quiet and then run with Satan following her. Frank giving you one last look and going in the opposite direction.

Perched again in the roof of a lost building you saw them before you heard them. The slight change on the clouds and the reflection of the ship landing right behind the abandoned factory. Your old pack was there.

"You're not dead." Was the greeting Erik gave you when you approached them but even before you could answer, Charles telekinesis was pulling you towards him and soon his arms were engulfing you with bruising force. "Well, now surely they will be, Charles if you keep on strangling them"

"Sorry, sorry I just thought that–" he let go from the hug but kept his hands on your face, searching in your forehead, reassuring himself that you were unharmed. "You destroyed it."

"Yes, my control slipped and– well, I was able to stop it." You murmured.

"We've missed you, meine liebe. Why you never contacted us again? We wouldn't have took you away, you know that."

You looked at Erik with shame. "I was afraid, I thought that– that you'll never forgive me for leaving and– ugh, I'm sorry–" next thing you knew Erik was holding you "Das ist falsch. We will never hold a grudge against you. We understood, even then, a little." His child again in his arms, the love of his life joining both of you in the hug, making you both fall on his lap between laughs and giggles and a bunch of memories of this exact position came to your mind.

You had missed them.

––––

"... and that's what I'm doing here." You sighed after explaining all your adventures and the people you met.

Erik shared a look with his bonded, you were still denying yourself and he knew that at the end, it will end hurting more than you.

"They are going to be part of your pack soon or later, no matter what." Spoke Charles, trying to sound convincing. "What you are doing, it's admirable, but you can't deny who you are, what you are."

"It's not that Charles, I just–"

"Then what is it? What scares you so much that you can't let yourself be?" Erik cut in giving you that poker face of his. For a few seconds you were tempted to let your power free and scape from them, their questions, their unconformity. It was such a shame that Charles had mind tricks as well.

"After Jean, I– I was devastated. I felt like Scott left me behind, and I understood y'know. But that didn't stop for the pain it caused me. So I..." you licked your lips, running your hands through your hair. "I started to search for a reason, I joined causes that weren't exactly honourably ones. I did things that required my alpha abilities. I am– you know– I am a first alpha, so I put my self for good use."

You avoided their gazes, getting lost in all the memories of the alpha in you going around in a killing rampage. Without a leash or a pack that could control you. "You were an assassin." Said Erik, you could only nod in shame. But as what years of cold heart killing had taught you, you hold their gazes again, before continuing your tale.

"I was losing it, my goal in life, my sense of humanity, my principles. But I met some one that– some one that changed me, she had gone through the same thing. She had lost every one in her life, she was lost. And she got out."

"Wanda Maximmoff helped me see that this label, this categories can be broken, with time. She avoided her pain like that. And I–" you let out a shuddering breath. The alpha and omega in front of you looked at you with sadness, they knew what was coming, this wasn't the first time they heard of some one breaking his place over the alpha, beta and omega structure "I decided I don't want to feel that pain again. Jean's dead broke me and she wasn't even my bonded. If I ever hurt them. If I can't save them... I wouldn't stand it."

There, you had said it. A weight had lifted from your chest, a weight you carried every time you were alone and for a few days ago, every time you looked at Yelena. Now every time you felt them, Matt and Frank, trying to grasp a whiff of your scent. It was the pull, the weird consolation it gave you that maybe in another time, in another universe... perhaps...

You never dare to follow that line of thinking. It was too painful and unjust for you but mostly for them.

"So you are running away again." Surprisingly it was Charles who told you that. "You are running away for one bad experience with someone totally different from your destined mates?"

"Hey!"

"Charles"

"You'll break them, you'll break yourself and you'll drag them with you. This kind of bond is irrevocable once you find each other, and everything that comes after is amplified ten times, that includes the pain of rejection."

"I'm not running away, Charles!" A lump formed in your throat and Erik let his ivy scent flow to his omega, purring to console him, to making see he was about to cross a line. "I'm doing this for me, for once in my life I am taking a decision for me! No one else!"

"Well it's a shit decision you're making!"

"Excuse me? What gives you the fucking right to say that?"

"Let's calm down, c'mon, Charles..."

"No! Don't you see it...?" Charles said your name with desperation "I have the right to say it and you know it! I've lost people too, you are just making up excuses so you can, guess what darling? RUN. AWAY!"

"I AM NOT RUNNING AWAY, CHARLES!"

"What is going on here!"

Frank's voice traveled through the factory, you were still looking at a very defiant Charles but soon snapped away when Erik tried to reach Frank with his metal skills. "No! He is my partner!"

The alpha stopped on his fast walking to you when a metal spike almost ripped open the skin on his neck. "Erik!" You growled, quite literally, taking a menacing step at the threat to Frank.

When he was out of danger he finally catch up with you and tense introductions were made. No one spoke about what was being discussed before the alpha's arrival and he didn't dare to ask, by the way you were avoiding the topic and Charles's gaze that didn't seem like a good option.

------

"So he can read my thoughts." Murmured Frank at your side, his large frame almost touching you while you were looking at the info that he got from a very smug Wade. Just by remembering the little smirk of that speaking avocado his eyebrow shot up in annoyance.

"Yes, but he tries no to because of morality, honour and shit." Frank snorted and looked down at your face. Your eyes focused on the papers, hair away from your neck, lips moving with the soundless mumbles you made while reading.

If you had your scent, he surely would have been drowning in bliss. Instead he relinquished in the physical ways that made you who you were. And even like that, he started to float.

You looked at him when he whispered your name and were caught up on his dilated pupils. He was close, his forehead coming down almost touching yours. You're glad for the support you had on the table, otherwise you would have stumble backwards with the intensity of his eyes. "M'sorry. For shooting you, I never get to say it properly"

Moving his feet so to face you completely made your chests almost touch. He was like the sun, you thought, radiating warm and making you come closer without even attempting to.

His calloused fingers touched your skin and the tremble shooting across his body didn't go unnoticed by you. Murmuring your name again he cradled your head between his hands, his smile grew when the blush touched his fingertips and just like a mirror, you smiled as well.

"Frank," he was lost in the trance, his scent was all around you, touching you, trying to surpass the protecting field of your mental abilities, perhaps one day you would let him. Him and Matt "we can't do this, Frank."

Honestly, he didn't care, he knew something was making you fear this kind of contact, making you shy away from the chance of being loved, unconditionally loved. So he only hummed while resting his forehead with yours, noses nuzzling against each other. Your hands came to rest at his waist and the relieved breath he left out made you wonder what would his lips taste like?

Flying, that's what he felt like. There was no floor, no ceiling, no nothing. Only you and your hands on him, and your eyes staring at his with conflict and longing and something more. You were the anchor in that moment and he felt like laughing, like jumping with you on his arms. An addiction that would end up with you, Matt and him never letting go once you all had a taste. "Baby, hey, would you–"

A screamed ripped from your chest, making you jump away from Frank and him catching you before your trembling body could fall to the ground. He didn't care for Charles that was in a state just like yours. "Tell me what's wrong sweetheart, c'mon," he tried to coax you. He touched your head, and held it over your own hands. "Open your pretty eyes, d'rling, c'mon baby"

Only after a few minutes of sweet words and rocking you back and forth between his arms, did you started to talk, with worry "Frank, Frank! It's Yelena and Matt! Something is going to happen to them!" The alpha purring came a to a sudden stop and looking at you he knew what had to be done.

"We will help in all we can." Said Erik, with pale face and holding his mate's hand tightly. Same desperation as Frank's at not letting go of his beloved.

The alpha cradling you, helped you stand up properly and smoothed his hands along your frame once more, this time fearful, you'll explain him everything on your way there, on the meantime, you made sure to keep close to Frank until arriving at the facility.

"We'll use the plane." Frank eyebrow shot up. You will never be able to forget his face when the invisible nano technology morphed away letting into view the transport, right in front of him.

The structure of the facility was no where in sight. From the flight deck window only a small part of it was visible but far beyond the eye sight, the concrete wall was hiding with the use of nature climbing through the walls, enveloping the structure with green leafs.

"Are they in there?" For all answer Erik looked at him and then at you.

"Yes. But Charles is unable to reach them, there's a barrier not allowing him entrance."

"That's the Stone and if it already isn't allowing Charles in," you thought out loud, Frank looked at you worriedly, the situation promptly getting ahold of him even if he tried to suppress it "the creation has been successful."

"That's pretty obvious, meine Tochter." Erik scoffed "All right kinder , let's get going"

Unbuckling your seatbelt after the landing you made sure to have all the possible outcomes in your mind.

If they were already on the same place as the stone, the problem was relatively lower. But if they didn't know about it and by mistake they got closer without knowing of the success on the Stone... that was so not good.

Matt had the enhanced senses, which made it better, he could hear your power around you, he will hear this power as well. And if him and Yelena were together –thing you doubt, knowing the beta– they should find a way to communicate with you.

Frank murmured your name, already waiting for you at the middle of the plane. Erik was no where in sight "you a'right?" His scent moved towards you, reaching your layer of protection and unlike at the factory you recoiled from him, his scent and his extended hand.

"Don't do that" your words shocked him and the rejection drowned his mood. The whimper got stuck in his chest and in the want of comfort for himself his gaze lost his warmth.

For a few seconds he ponder what was wrong? What did he do do wrong? But as every other aspect of weakness in his life that caused pain, he compartmentalized his emotions. Shutting down from you.

"Let's go then." He turned, about to leave you there with no more than a nod.

To be honest with yourself, your mind had biggest issues like the security of Yelena and Matt to be worrying for the emotional injured alpha who's heart you must likely just shattered. But you couldn't stop the ache growing inside you at the retreating man, you had a point of view of things, you were sure of them.

"Frank, I'm sorry"

He didn't stop in his tracks, the sting of you not wanting him fresh on his skin. It was a weird sensation, something he never would have thought will happen. But with you making up your mind, Matt would try to get to you as well, he would get rejected too.

"Perhaps," the man murmured your name, a cadence in the sound with such neutrality that made you wince "you should think things through. It's not bad y'know?"

Yes, yes you did know. You had once lived it, the bliss of being prt of a pack. And you had know the growing, endless pain of losing them as well.

"I wish I could say I haven't."

"Is me being an alpha the problem?"

His question made you stiffen, your heart rate going up to the clouds, what was he saying?

"No! Of course not! It's-" how could you explain it, without making things worst? "It's a personal decision, for my own good."

He knew in a way, something could have happened to you, and he knew that his luck was short when it came to his personal life. Matt was enough, he would always be enough, but with you pushing apart from them without they never even having you in the first place— he struggled to form proper words.

His throat constricted with a lump, "Don't hurt Matt." He said with a strangled voice and left you there.

You sighed getting your hands in your hair and pulling a little. You couldn't focus on this right now... the alpha in you broke in a pitiful cry.

Why are you doing this?

Why are you turning him down?

Why?

This past years of your life you had lived for those goals, being free of the chains the world defined for you. Being free to chose over your reactions and emotions and needs. But it seemed to be something that went out of the window starting with Yelena. She was your family now, and not because of the fact of you being an alpha –you weren't able to feel your scent or hers after all– but because you had a normal unaltered connection with her.

Then was Matt who literally dragged Frank into your already complicated situation and this feelings of homesick and longing just spiked up!

And no matter how much your inner alpha growled at you or tried to take your power down, this wasn't the time.

So you let Frank go.

Outside the plane Erik didn't say a word at the palpable tension or the way Frank adjusted his guns on the holsters with more force than required. Or... how you went into action without looking at neither of the alphas.

"If something goes wrong," mumbled Frank "make sure they get out"

"Hm, if something goes wrong, Castle, no one of us will get out"

Frank looked at Erik and growled, both alpha scents fighting for dominance. It was common for the metal bender, this kind of altercations, after all, Logan and Raven used to be territorial and never backed out from showing their leadership. "I'll make sure to get them out, even if that's the last thing I do, understood?"

"You can make all the promises you want, but in there, what you'll be up against is not people, is pure power defending itself." Erik followed the path you took. His last sentence spoke from over his shoulder. "And if it fights back, the only one able to stop it is your alpha."

------

–The second level is clear. Follow the green arrows on the floor and they will take you to the emergency exit. Open the door when the lights shut off, Charles will give us at least thirty minutes without power.–

"–Copy that, Magneto–"

The fluorescent lights above your head were flicking every ten seconds, making your head dizzy, every corner you turned your fists were ready to strike. The guns were kept in their place at the sides of your chest, if you get to use them it wouldn't be here, in the large hallway with to many exits but no secure passages to the beta and omega's location. It would have made a lot of noise and the place would have been flooded with unwanted attention.

So you kept your stance, swiftly moving through and hoping Frank was already in position for the snipper hit in case things got complicated.

It was simple. Frank was going to cut the external signal for the facility, terminate the casualties and then come back to you once you spotted Matt and Yelena, you would wait for him before you got closer, evaluating the place and Erik was going to be back up at the same time of guarding your backs.

You shouldn't have made those plans though, nothing ever goes according to them and your time with Yelena should have been proof enough. However, someone can dream right?

That's why you weren't as surprised when a group of armed men were waiting at the next turn for the emergency exit which was the only one that emitted a resonance that tried to break to your own shield.

"Gentlemen..." the shooting started and you retracted to where you came from. "–Erik, I have at least fifteen men, keep steady and wait for my signal.–" –Copy that, chameleon– you rolled your eyes, there has been years since some one called you like that.

With an assurance you didn't really feel, you took three light grenades and throw them after three seconds of activated. The men covered themselves with the agility of training and followed one after the other for you. And of course, you were ready.

First it was with the wire for climbing, joining each of their bodies and bringing them forward just to shoot them and continue with the rest – Four down eleven to go–

Taking your guns the two that came after where soon to fall to the floor, running to the next three you enveloped one making him fall with your weight and using him as shield against the five shots his partner took at you, and giving you an opening for putting two shots directly to his head. –six down–

Rolling over you pushed yourself against the wall, taking a breath and with the adrenaline still running in your veins it did the rest for when four more came of the hallway.

Two were down on an instant, thanks to the blades throw at their ankles, cutting through flesh, two clean shots and you were running to the next.

They didn't use guns this time and like you, they used their force against you. Without the mutant part of you, touching you directly was something you couldn't avoid and so a physical fight ensue.

It ended as fast as it started. With two hidden blades between your knuckles and a fist ring on your other hand, you broke noses, jaws and ribs. The blade opened the neck of one, bathing you on blood but having an instant kill and the last one fell to the floor with the force of your throwing blade at his eye.

Stumbling with every step you took, the adrenaline made your head spin. The wall barely a support for your injured body. Yes, it was quite a good fight, but your face got at least two punches, opening your lip and cheek. You had at last a broken rib and your forearm was slit open, dropping blood without even moving it.

"Shit" ripping a piece of cloth from one of the fallen you started to wrap it at the sliced arm –Frank, the hallway is clear, I'm on my way to the main floor– Seconds later the struggling voice of the alpha flew to your ear –Copy that, be careful–

Without answering you took a long breath and pushed the door open. Instantly the coms cut in your ear and the air in the place almost broke your mental shield. But what made you focus instantly was the struggling noises of Matt and the rippling scream that cut your nerves.

"YELENA!"

You didn't had your senses but even without them you could feel, deep inside you how the tiny part of you connected to her, shut down in an instant.

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LAST PART

Secrets of mutation

Logan(wolverine) x reader

Warnings: Age gap, student/teacher, AOB, trauma, swearing, sexual, intimate, a little forceful, heats, smut, unprotected sex, lil kinky, angst, jealousy

Xmen X new mutants

Previous chapter <-

Back at the mansion you snuck back to your room and locked the door before Logan could get in, you heard him sigh and walk away making you let out a breath.

You looked to your bed, a small bag on it. You frowned seeing a small note from Jean.

These are suppressants if you wish

You opened the back seeing a bottle, you opened it and popped one out, a tiny white circle pill. You grabbed your water bottle and took it quickly before sighing and sitting on the bed. You could still smell Logan in here. You sighed taking off the pillows, blankets and towels. You went to the big cupboards and got some more out. You made your bed, nice fresh linen and a ache in your heart. Lying down you sighed again, you felt empty in this big bed, no twitchy man beside you. He had nightmares too, mumbled in his sleep and twitched.

A knock came at your door and you frowned hoping it wasn’t Logan.

“Y/n it’s Charles” you opened the door and let the professor in.

“James is in hospital but he’ll be alright” you nodded sitting on your bed, arms crossed.

“You could’ve told me I had someone in my head” you muttered not looking to him.

“I know, I’m sorry” he sighed.

“I didn’t know what it was, a strange reaction in your brain when I unlocked your memories, it’s hard to know what it is without examination, you were in no shape for anything” you flushed a bit embarrassed and nodded.

“If you’re well tomorrow you can go see Jean and begin some examination if you wish” you nodded again.

“Get some rest and try not to worry too much” he said and left. You laid back on the bed staring at the ceiling as you huffed. You needed food again, you went to the kitchen grabbed a bowel of cereal and some snacks before retreating to your room again. Thankfully it wasn’t school time, everybody had gone to their rooms or out.

You sat at the desk in there, scribbling on some paper as you ate and watched the sky. Your mind went back to Logan, it always did now. You hated yourself for feeling something, he was just a soldier, protective of his home and family. Maybe you had forced him somehow, lured? You weren’t sure.

You finished eating, sat in bed and turned on the TV in your room, you flicked through channels before landing on one and watching it.

The sun went down slowly and you felt yourself get sleepier and sleepier, you turned the TV off, shuffled under the blankets and laid down huffing.

You yawned and closed your eyes trying to force yourself to sleep.

Sleep didn’t want to come to you, you turned and turned in bed, eyes closed but your thoughts were wild. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest for some reason, body on high alert. Something snapped, you shot upright, half changed and snarled at the door. You clawed and scratched apparently not knowing what a door handle was. You had no control of the sudden rage, it was like you were watching yourself in third person.

“Kid?” You hissed at the voice, the door opened and you went to bolt but got caught mid leap. You were forced back on the bed, fighting the man above you. He kept your hands pinned above your head, he trapped your legs with his own and started speaking.

You wanted control back, you fought and fought till something snapped again.

You blinked a few times, you stopped thrashing and caught your breath.

“There you are” Logan sighed above you letting his grip loosen. You frowned looking at the door, you had clawed it badly. You finally looked to Logan who still didn’t let go of your wrists, you didn’t blame him, you might start up again. You frowned seeing the red on his white singlet.

“I’m alright” he said as you stared in horror. You backed away from him, stumbling off the bed and huffing as you sat back against the wall. You sighed closing your eyes as you shook your head muttering to yourself.

“Get out of my head” you muttered feeling tears in your eyes.

“I’m not a killer, I’m not a soldier!” You yelled thinking they could hear you.

“I’m just a scared kid you stole” you mumbled hugging your knees. You heard footsteps, you saw Rahne and Danny with worried looks, Jean also behind them.

“Logan” she called but he didn’t listen. He knelt in front of you but you just coward away, you didn’t want to hurt him again.

“Y/n” he said softly but you just avoided him.

“Omega” he whispered and you shook your head.

“Please” you froze at the word and looked to him, his face was vulnerable, eyes begging you. You didn’t know what to do, you just stared wide eyed, tears rolling down your cheek. You reached out for him and he sighed in relief wrapping his arms around your middle and pulling you to him. He lifted you up as he sat on the bed, held you tightly and breathed in your scent. You had your arms around his neck, eyes closed as you tried to stop the tears. You heard people leave and held him tighter thinking he would leave too.

“We can find them, put an end to it” he said lifting his head.

“I promise” he muttered.

“Don’t leave me” you mumbled and his arms tightened.

“I- you can’t-“ you struggled with words.

“You’re mine omega” he said and you sighed in relief.

“And I’m yours” he said and you nodded.

Professor Xavier found away to get them out of your head, after Jean took a look and ran some tests it was some medicine, prototype, never seen by any of them. It was a test to see if they could control mutants. Beast had managed to come up with a formula that removed it and whatever else they put in your body, it tasted like some horrible cough medicine mixed with whiskey or something. Logan had stayed by your side the entire time, he didn’t leave you even if he was silent most times. He would huff sometimes when you were out of the room, you would crawl into his lap and cuddle with him. He would glare at anyone else but, he kept his arms around you and stopped when you tried ti leave. It was a strong bond you had between the two of you, even though he rarely opened up you knew him and he knew you from your late night after sex blabbering. Sometimes you’d wake him up in the night from nightmares, he would sometimes tell you, the wars he’s been in, Stryker and his brother, his parents too. He moved into your room seeing as it was further away from people. You finally went to some classes, you didn’t have to train or learn how to fight, even if Scott pressed about it Logan would threaten to cut his dick off, which then earned a glare from Jean. You finally found another family, a home and your alpha.

[ao3feed-stony]

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by Jami_e29

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Words: 150, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005), Sherlock (TV), Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies), The Social Network (2010), X-Men: First Class (Comics), X-Men - All Media Types, Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Heartstopper (TV), The Beatles (Band), Encanto (2021), Hannibal (TV), One Direction (Band), Teen Wolf (TV), Squid Game (TV 2021), James Bond (Craig Movies), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Endverse Castiel (Supernatural), Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Charlie Spring, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham, John Lennon, Paul McCartney

Relationships: Harry Potter - Relationship, Castiel/Dean Winchester, John Lennon/Paul McCartney, Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, Ali Abdul/Cho Sangwoo, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Sherlock Holmes/John Watson

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe, Smut, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Not Beta Read, Age Difference, Age Regression/De-Aging, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

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🐶 ABO

Marvel

                                      -Peter Parker- 

🖤 Your Room - One shot - reader-insert - Dark!fic Warnings: Noncon/Dubcon, oral (female receiving), spankings, punishment, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, unprotected sex, smut, vaginal intercourse. 

Summary: Your life is bland and boring but not for long. What happens when you catch the eye of a certain super hero?

*This is also part of Synonyms, a Dark!avengers collection that can be read together. this should be read either first or last.

                                     -Steve Rogers-

🖤Come Back - One shot - Reader-insert - Dark!fic Warnings: Dark! 18+, stalking, cults, kidnapping, blood, drugging, bondage.

Summary: Your father's death brings you back to your childhood home and the cult you grew up in. You just need a few days to pack things up before selling the place and leaving forever.

🖤🐶 Hiding Your Wolf - One shot - Reader-insert - Dark!fic Warnings 18+ dark fic, kidnapping, noncon/dubcon, public nudity, smut, werewolves, A/B/O dynamics. 

Summary - you’ve been hiding your wolf your whole life. You know you shouldn’t go out on a full moon but you want to so badly. 

🖤 🐶Useless - series - part one - part two  - Part Three- reader-insert - Dark!fic Warnings 18+ Adult content!, Werewolves, A/B/O, Possessive behavior, Dark, Non con/dub con, Forced marriage, power imbalance, general misogyny, Punishments, spanking, smut, violence, oral (male receiving) .

Summary: “Trying to fight this is useless doll, we’ll always end up right back here.” You’re the bottom of the pack, an Omega, and Steve has chosen you for his mate.

🖤Jumping In - One shot - Warnings: 18+ adult content!!, Kidnapping, smut, Dark fic, vaginal fingering, noncon/dubcon, yandere.

 Summary: You submit your application to the Avengers as a joke. You’re nowhere near qualified enough for the job. So why do they want you?

*This is also part of Synonyms, a Dark!avengers collection that can be read together. This is the first in the series.

🖤 Complex Flavors- one shot- Warnings 18+ Adult content!, Dark, drugging, sex pollen (sorta), noncon/Dubcon, Gaslighting, Abuse, choking, Smut, Drinking,

💜 Learning To Love - one shot - Warnings: Smut, feelings, angst, interrupted assault  (In relation to this, attacker going unpunished, intimidation, stalker vibes.), mature themes, 18+ adult content, slow burn?

Summary: Life always does this thing where it puts you in situations you swore you were done experiencing. You’re done having relationships, but they may not be done with you. *This is not dark but that doesn’t mean that it’s light reading.* 

                                       -Tony Stark-

🖤Your Mask - One Shot -. Warnings: 18+ adult content, Non Con/dub con, kidnapping, smut, Dark!, blackmail.Summary: You’re an independent woman working her way up through corporate America. What happens when a a one-night stands turns into an obsession?

*This is also part of Synonyms, a Dark!avengers collection that can be read together. This is the second in the series.

                                -Natasha Romanoff-

🖤Books - One shot - Warnings: 18+ Adult content, Noncon/dubcon, smut, oral, yandere.

Summary: You meet the most beautiful girl. She’s everything you’ve always dreamt of. Red flags? What red flags?

*This is also part of Synonyms, a Dark!avengers collection that can be read together. This is the third in the series.

                                       -Sam Wilson-

🖤Routines *(Dark!Sam Wilson x Reader) Warnings: 18+ adult content, Dark!, Noncon/dubcon, vaginal fingering, punishment, spanking, Stalking, voyeurism (kinda), masturbation.

Summary: You run into Sam at the grocery store one evening decide to catch up. He wants more though and won’t take no for an answer. You’re his and it’s only a matter of time before you realize that.

*This is also part of Synonyms, a Dark!avengers collection that can be read together. This is the fourth in the series.

                                             -Thor-

Alone - Dark!Thor x ReaderWarnings: 18+ Adult content. Dark!, kidnapping, forced marriage, noncon/dubcon, oral (male receiving), violence, spit kink, Smut, Thor is mean af in this.

Summary: You’ve been hiding on earth for years after running away from an arranged marriage with Thor. What happens when fate brings him to your place of work?

*This is also part of Synonyms, a Dark!avengers collection

                                    -Bucky Barnes-

🖤Focus *- Dark!Bucky Barnes x ADHD!Reader Warnings! Dark! 18+ content, vaginal fingering, noncon/dubcon, smut, kidnapping, oral (female receiving)

Summary: You never should have taken the job cleaning for Stark industries. The Avengers might be heroes on the outside but something sinister lies just beneath the surface.

*This is also part of Synonyms, a Dark!avengers collection

that can be read together. This is the fourth in the series.

🖤New Year. - Mob boss!Bucky Barnes x reader Warnings: 18+ adult content, Dark!!!, Noncon/dubcon, manipulation, smut.

Summary: A New Years themed dark Cinderella story.

🖤Appropriate - Mob Boss!Bucky x Reader

Summary: You thought you knew who you married... You thought.

18+ Adult content, Dark, rape/noncon, punishment, violence, face slapping. 

                                         -Loki-

🖤Synonyms  *- Dark!Loki x reader Warnings: Dark! 18+ adult content. Smut, noncon/dubcon, stalking, kidnapping, vaginal fingering.Summary - You’re average in every way, Loki doesn’t think so though.

*This is also part of Synonyms, a Dark!avengers collection

                              -Stephen Strange- 

🐶🖤Simple Silver - Warnings: 18+ adult content, dark!, ABO (no mentions of knots, heat, or rutt.), general misogyny, noncon/dubcon, smut, vaginal fingering, oral (male receiving), violence, orgasm delay/denial, kidnapping (kinda), she spits in his face in this, possessive behavior.

Summary: You’ve been given a gift, one not many Omegas get. A bracelet that when worn by an Omega changes their scent ever so slightly. All you need to do is keep the bracelet on and he can’t find you. 

🖤Iced Coffee   -  series master list  

Series Warnings: 18+ adult content, Dark, Rape/noncon, obsessive behavior, stalking, doctor/medical themes, needles (chapter one, not sex related), violence, abuse, kidnapping, forced marriage, smut, escape attempt.

Summary:You met Stephen Strange your last year of medical school. He was godlike and you were infatuated. You liked him and in return he humiliated you. Years later you were over it; made a career for yourself.He saw you again, remembered you, wanted you. He was going to show you that he had changed, win you over. You would be his and he would protect you forever, he just had to prove himself.

                                        -CHARLES XAVIER-  

🖤Try Again, and Again, and Again. Summary: Your life is so perfect. A sweet and caring husband, a beautiful home; but something is off.

Warnings: 18+ adult content, dark, smut, vaginal fingering MORE WARNINGS AT BOTTOM OF FIC.

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Star Wars 

                                             -Reylo-

🖤The Stone - Complete  - (ao3 link) Dark! Warnings: Noncon/dubcon, smut, punishment, violence, possessive behavior. 

Summary: Rey goes on a camping weekend with her girlfriends. She isn't expecting to be accidentally bonded to a Fae prince. She also isn't expecting to discover that she is not who she thought she was. The life she's always known is a lie and her true identity a nightmare.

❤️ 🐶 To Be Warmed By The Fire - Complete - (ao3 link)  A/B/O Warnings: Slightly dubious consent, non consensual drug use, assault, smut, lots of feelings, arranged marriage. 

Summary: It's physically painful for Rey, as an Omega, to lie. Especially to an Alpha like Ben. As outspoken and independent as she is, she doesn’t actually like breaking rules. It’s why she leaves without telling anyone. It’s much easier for her to disobey when no one is physically telling her no. Her usual strategy is to just say nothing. That way, she can easily convince herself later that she never agreed to whatever rule she wants to break. This is different though, he wants her to say to his face that she won’t go. She has every intention of going to the party and nothing Ben says or does will change that. She knows, however, that he won’t leave until she gives in. In this instance, lying is the only option she feels like she has.

❤️ 🐶 The People You Love - WIP - (ao3 link) Warnings: Dubious consent, smut, unconscious medical procedure, lots of feels and sad times, running away, arranged marriage. 

Summary: Rey is raised by her grandfather, who takes her to an island away from society. One day a group of men show up on her island and she finds herself running away from Ben Solo. She doesn't know anything about the outside world but that won't stop her from running until she can't run any longer. She's always wanted adventure and now she's finally getting it, whether she wants it or not.   

[ao3feed-larry]

BETA READER AND EDITOR HERE!!!!

by Jami_e29

Just as the title says, if you're looking for a new beta reader or editor for your fanfics, I'm here. Contact me @hrleily on Twitter or aqua29004@gmail.com

I'm an experienced freelance writer and editor so you can trust my work.

My fandom are listed above. I'm open to new fandoms and pairings. I can edit basically anything from the fluffiest fluff that melts your insides to the dirtiest smutty fic. I have no limits and I definitely don't kink shame.

No matter how bad you think your kink is, I've probably read something similar to it.

Please contact me, I'm home from school and have nothing to do rn.

Words: 150, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005), Sherlock (TV), Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies), The Social Network (2010), X-Men: First Class (Comics), X-Men - All Media Types, Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Heartstopper (TV), The Beatles (Band), Encanto (2021), Hannibal (TV), One Direction (Band), Teen Wolf (TV), Squid Game (TV 2021), James Bond (Craig Movies), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Endverse Castiel (Supernatural), Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Charlie Spring, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham, John Lennon, Paul McCartney

Relationships: Harry Potter - Relationship, Castiel/Dean Winchester, John Lennon/Paul McCartney, Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, Ali Abdul/Cho Sangwoo, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Sherlock Holmes/John Watson

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe, Smut, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Not Beta Read, Age Difference, Age Regression/De-Aging, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/puew9nT

[honey-minded-hivemind]

For requests, here are the things I can do/write for:

Fandoms:

• X-Men: The Animated Series

• X-Men Evolution

• X-MCU

(I can do a crossover of these with other Marvel heroes, just as long as your request is platonic and has something to do with X-Men, I can do it)

Categories:

• Fluff

• Angst

• Hurt/Comfort

• 5 + 1 Things

• Creepy Fluff

• Forced Adoption

• A/B/O (Alpha, Beta, and Omega)

• Platonic Cuddling

(Just ask/request what you want, as specific as you can, so I cover it to the best of my ability. If I say no, or can't do it, i will ask if i can write something else for you)

Characters I Write For:

• Professor X/Charles Xavier

• Storm/Ororo Munroe

• Wolverine/Logan Howlett

• Beast/Hank McCoy

• Shadowcat/Kitty Pryde

• Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner

• Rogue/Anna Marie

• Spyke/Evan Daniels

• Cyclops/Scott Summers

• Marvel Girl/The Phoenix/Jean Grey

• X-23/Laura Kinney

• Magneto/Erik Lehnsherr

• Mystique/Raven Darkholme

• Sabretooth/Victor Creed

• Quicksilver/Pietro Maximoff

• Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff

• Toad/Mortymer Tonybee/Todd Tolansky

• The Blob/Fred Dukes

• Avalanche/Lance Alvers

• Gambit/Remy LeBeau

• Colossus/Piotr Rasputin

• Pyro/St. John Allerdyce

(If there is another character I didn't name that you want, just ask, and I'll see what I can do)

AU Ideas (If you're curious):

• A/B/O

• Dark (A Better World Inspired AU)

• Villain

• Hunger Games

• Vampire

• Drider

• Naga

• Dragon

• Wings of Fire

• Zombie Apocalypse

• Siren

• Selkie

• Werewolf

• Reincarnation

(If you have any you want to see or like any of these, don't hesitate to request it)

Possible Mutant!Readers:

• Pyrokinesis

• Electrokinesis

• Foresight

• Invisibility

• Snake

• Cat

• Spider

• Creator (makes things out of nothing)

• Gembody (like Emma Frost)

• Telepath

• Telekinetic

• Hydrokinesis

• Botanokinesis/Phyokinesis (control plants)

• Crystallokinesis (manipulate and control gems and rocks and minerals)

• Hemokinesis (control and manipulate blood)

• Wings/Flight

• Light

• Darkness/Shadows

• Were-creature (can be human, turn into a n animal, and/or have a mixed form)

(If you have any mutant powers you want Reader to have, please mention it, otherwise I will keep it neutral or pick out one myself)

I hope this helps y'all if you are having problems putting together your thoughts. I know organizing some options can help, as I have OCD and like to know my options, too, and have have in their own categories. Y'all have a lovely day💛

[bythetownsend]

Old 2016 Blog: Age of Apocalypse Gripe

In March of 1995 I found some comics on a magazine rack in a random gas station in Columbus, Ga. It had been quite some time since I last purchased any comics. Looking at the selection, my eye gravitated towards the shiny chrome cover of X-men Alpha #1. The cover, drawn by the great Joe Madureira, featured alternate versions of the X-men I knew and loved. I hadn't read any of the prior comics this issue, but the alternate universe story of Age of Apocalypse drew me in. This was my introduction into one of the many crossover events of the 1990s.

The villain Apocalypse isn’t a fan favorite like Magneto. To compare the two isn’t quite fair. Magneto’s character is the ideological opposite to the X-men founder Charles Xavier. He doesn’t believe what he’s doing is wrong. His is a hardline stance towards the injustices mutants are suffering and is trying to fix things in his own way. His motivations are sympathetic to the reader.

Meanwhile, Apocalypse is a considerably less multi-faceted. He believes in “Survival of the Fittest”, and mutants have the right to kill all those who are weak. Meaning us. Although his character isn’t complex, I still liked his overwhelming menace. Thanks to Joe Mad’s artwork, my first impression of Apocalypse was “Man, he looks badass.” The recurring criticism of the villain is he suffers from the ‘Superman’ problem. He is so overpowered, it’s almost like he spawned from a little boy’s imagination while playing with his friends.

Apocalypse has a laundry list of abilities. Although this list has changed over the years, it’s still generally accurate. He has: Genius level intellect, Telekinesis, Telepathy, Teleportation, Immortality, Invulnerability, Regenerative Healing Factor, Reality Warping, Super Strength, Speed, and Matter/Energy/Mass Manipulation. God. To shorten the description may as well just say “He’s a god.” As I mentioned...Apocalypse is just a tad bit overpowered.

For some background, Apocalypse is considered the first mutant. He was born “En Sabah Nur” in ancient Egypt. He was found buried in the desert as a baby and raised by a nomad clan of warriors. These warriors instilled his belief of "Only the strong survive". Basing his entire methodology around this extreme Darwinian philosophy, Apocalypse set out to weed out the inferior human race.

The Age of Apocalypse started from a prior story arc that had Legion, Professor X’s son, go back and time and kill his father. Without Professor X to found the X-Men, Apocalypse was free to begin his culling of the weak. This story began after he had slaughtered or enslaved most of the world, leaving only several pockets of resistance.

The Age of Apocalypseseries ran from early 1995 to 1996. I was in my teens at the time, and with what money I could scrap together I collected all 39 issues. I became a regular at the local comic shop. Run by the Simpson’s Comic Book Guy brought to life, they happily sold me all the comics I could afford. The AoA run reignited my passion for comic books. Once the run was over, I continued to buy comics for many years after.

Sadly, Life happened, and my comic purchases had waned. My passion for comics never died. I just couldn't support my weekly visits to the comic shop (which sadly closed late 1999). Although I couldn’t enjoy the X franchise on the page, I was ecstatic hearing a movie adaptation of X-men coming soon. I eagerly waited for the announced release date of July 14, 2000. Seeing the promotional material, I was disappointed in the changes to the uniforms. After hearing the reasons for the changes, I understood. I still didn't like it. Still, I was thankful the movie was happening at all.

After two films, the director Bryan Singer exited the X universe for 'Superman Returns'. Without his involvement, the final movie in the X-men trilogy was abysmal. Eventually, Singer returned to “correct” many of the missteps in the franchise with ‘Days of Future Past’. Most X fans hold the Future Past story on a very high pedistal. I am not one of them. I know the story, it’s just I never got around to reading those issues. That said, I didn't mind the sweeping changes done for the big screen.

Finally, we come to the Age of Apocalypse story arc. While I wished they would stick close to the source, I knew there would be changes. No way Fox was going to do ANOTHER X-men time travel movie. I also understood that they weren’t going to use many of the primary characters. That was fine too. What I wanted was for them to get Apocalypse right. The weight AoA on screen rested on getting that one singular element right. They failed.

I could write pages tearing apart each character in the film. I'm not going to do that. To me, they could’ve botched every character and I wouldn't have cared had they just nailed Apocalypse. During post-production, Fox released the early 'Ivan Ooze' image on Entertainment Weekly's cover. This was when I started to have serious concerns. How could they have missed the mark by so far? I’ve seen better cosplay Apocalypses. After the negative response from fans, Fox made him a little less purple. It didn’t help.

Still, my optimism remained. Sure, the look was wrong but surely, they wouldn’t mess with his powers. The early buzz was the film would be a “Disaster Movie”. I imagined a Godzilla sized Apocalypse rampaging through New York. The X-men banding together to take him down. It's no time travelling alternate universe, but the godlike threat of Apocalypse would remain. My belief was reinforced when one of the trailers showed a giant Apocalypse crushing Xavier under his hand.

The movie was released to a deluge of negative reviews. Spoilers on the interwebs bore sad news. It was not ‘my’ Apocalypse on the screen. It was reported Singer had forbidden any comics on set. This was so there was no meddling with his vision. This was when I understood Singer was no longer the savior of the X franchise. He has since said he no longer wants to make X movies anymore but "wants to come back someday". No thank you Mr. Singer. Many wrote you off after Days of Future Past. You lost me at Age of Apocalypse.

Apocalypse has several powers in the film, but primarily leans on 3 specific ones. 1: power enhancement, 2: Body Transfer and 3: Sand powers. You read that correctly, sand power. Once again deviating from the comics. None of these three powers were among his already overpowered skill set.

I was disgusted by the end of the film. This isn’t because Apocalypse is my favorite villain. Far from it. It’s that he’s the reason I got back into comics during the summer of 1995. The Age of Apocalypse pulled me back into the colorful world of comics. I cannot believe that Singer dragged this story through the mud. No, that's not correct, I believe it, I'm just disappointed.

Leaving Age of Apocalypse, I'm afraid I am just done with the X franchise. At least for now. Coming up next is the Dark Phoenix saga, another multi issue storyline I didn't follow as a kid. Early reports are they are already bungling it up. I won't go into it now….but….goddammit.

[captain039]

Materiel list A

Stranger in the dark -> Darkling x reader (Shadow and bone)

Apex Legends

War Heros Bangalore x reader

Life fighter Bloodhound x reader

Little by little Bloodhound x reader

Small moments Bangalore x reader

Bathe in the hunt Bloodhound x reader

My time of need Bloodhound x reader

Witcher/ some Henry Cavill

White wolf Geralt x reader

A little time Henry Cavill x reader (on hold)

PT 1 PT 2 PT 3 PT 4 PT 5 PT 6 PT 7 PT 8

Threes a crowd Geralt x reader x Yennefer

Old wolf Vesemir x reader

Bound in blood Detlaff x reader

Bite me softly Regis x reader

The nightmare of us Vesemir x reader

PT 1 PT 2 PT 3 PT 4 PT 5 PT 6 PT 7 last part

Ravens Regis x reader

RDR2

Rough alpha Arthur x reader

Princesa Javier x reader

Marvel

Say it first, please (on hold)

PT 1 PT2 PT 3

Control it (Charles Xavier x reader)

The lioness (Logan x reader)

PT 1 PT 2 Last part

Secrets of mutation (Wolverine x reader)

PT 1 PT 2 PT 3 PT 4 PT 5 PT 6 LAST PART

DBH

We can take care of each other (Hank x reader x Connor)

PT 1 PT 2 PT 3 PT 4 PT 5 PT 6

Made for you (on hold)

PT 1 PT 2

Other

Dracula (untold) - be my winner

Dracula BBC Drink your fill PT2 PT3 PT4 last part

Little Flower (Dracula BBC)

Pt 1 PT2 PT3 PT4 last part

A wolfs word (castlevania Dracula)

A twisted fate (Interview with a vampire) (discontinued)

PT 1 PT2

A touch of hell (Hellboy)

Take Charge (Jim Hopper)

I'll take care of you (Jim Hopper)

Don’t let me go (The Huntsman)

Hunters gift (Hircine/Skyrim)

THE HOBBIT/LOTR (actors also)

A forced journey (Legolas x reader)

The softness of men (Orlando Bloom x reader)

PT 1 PT 2 PT 3 PT 4 last part

Power (Thorin x reader)

A dwarfs love is strong (Kili x reader)

Late in life (bard x reader

To touch (Thorin x reader)

Hold on Nin Mel (legolas x reader)

All I can do (Aidan Turner x reader)

In the company of wolves (thorin x reader)

PT 1 PT 2 PT 3 PT 4 PT 5 PT 6 PT 7 PT 8 PT 9 PT 10 PT 11 PT 12 PT 13 PT 14

Under the mountain (Thorin x reader)

PT 1 PT2 P T 3

[marvel-imagines-request]

Alpha William Stryker x Omega Xavier Reader

Being a mutant is hard enough, being Charles Xavier’s omega daughter is also hard; but being an omega mutant, daughter of the most powerful Psychic ever, being held in a secret facility by Major, now Colonel, Stryker and going into heat is an all new level of hell. Raven, Hank, Peter, Moira and I were all taken when Stryker and his team showed up after the mansion blew up, thanks to Apocalypse. I awoke to Peter screaming at Hank who, like Raven, was currently Blue and unlike Raven who has scales Hank is furry.

“Aaah!! Is that going to happen to all of us?!?!” Peter asked clearly not knowing that Hank had forgotten to bring his meds. I go to respond but a sudden pain hits my core and even ripples down into my legs making it hard to stand. Raven rushes over asking if I’m okay and all I can do is nod, knowing full and well that my Beta best friend, the 2 alphas and Moira, who I recently found out is also a Beta can smell my heat. Hank, Raven and Moira I’m not worried about. Peter, however; is an unmated alpha who can smell an omega going into heat and distress. I was assured by Raven and Moira that Peter can control himself much better than Logan, he’s also 17 and hasn’t really started his ruts yet; so, I don’t need to worry about him mounting me. Heats are normal for omegas but what isn’t normal is that my heat is 2 weeks early; meaning I’ve met my true mate, my forever Alpha and my body is getting ready to take him. I just don’t know who it is and being held in a secure military base up in the Colorado Rocky Mountains is NOT where I wanted to meet my mate.

I try to stand, only for another surge of pain to get my throbbing pussy ready for my Alpha. My legs give out causing me to fall to my knees and I start to pant, I’m fully ready to be claimed by my Alpha and we haven’t even made eye contact yet. All of a sudden the hottest voice I hear comes over the intercom in the green lit containment room we’re in, “What the fuck is going on?! I smell a fucking Omega going into heat! One of you other mutants help her!!!”

Raven looks at the most attractive man I’ve ever seen, standing up in the viewing box and replies “We CAN’T!! Moira and I are betas, Hank is mated and Peter is 17! She needs suppressants, sedatives or an alpha to help her. Can’t one of your men help her or do you have any sedatives or suppressants to help take the edge off?!?!” The Colonel seems to think for a second then responds “Yes we do, but I’m not wasting any of my medical supplies on a mutant!! I know she can get sick without help and that she might die but that doesn’t seem like MY problem!”

Raven gets angrier looks at Stryker and says “It WILL be your problem if the world’s most powerful psychic finds out that someone could’ve helped his daughter and no one did anything and let her die!” Stryker looks down at Raven in disgust and walks out of the viewing box. The Colonel approaches the door and tells the guard to “get the fucking omega out and give her to me!” The guard does as he’s told and gives me to Stryker. My heart stops as he grabs me and is carrying me bridal style, I smell his neck and realization hits me. This is my alpha, the man myself, my brother and other mutants have been running from and Logan’s torturer is my mate.

I snuggle into his neck and relish in the feeling of knowing that I’ll be taken care of by my alpha, that once we reach wherever he’s taking me; I’ll be throughly fucked. Soon we arrive at Stryker’s room, he throws me on the bed as he locks the door, turns to me and says “So, my little omega is a mutant. Your friends nor your father or any mutant can save you from the fucking you’re about to receive. I’m going to fuck you until you’re knotted and full of my seed. You got that kitten?” Trying to listen intently as I felt a hard hand land on my ass, “Got it kitten!!?” sending another wave of need to my dripping wet heat. As I receive another hard hand just inches away from where I really need him the most.

I can clearly hear my alpha’s thoughts and how much he really wants to mount and knot me, thanks to my dad and him being a mind reader, I am too. I quickly undress and turn my attention to my alpha, who is watching me get naked for him and only him. “Look at my beautiful kitten, now normally I would take my time and lick all the slick you have on your clit and pussy that’s just waiting for me. But, given the way you’re looking at me and the obvious hard on I have; we have to skip to the main event.” I whine slightly, almost so quietly I thought he missed it.

“Don’t worry, kitten, you can feed you alpha later” he said while winking and pulling out his very hard, very long and very thick cock that has a huge knot at his base. Not to mention all the fucking veins that I could suck on for hours, if he’d let me. I lay on my back on his bed, Stryker gets on top of me and throws my legs over his shoulders. I feel his finger then cock running through my folds and he pushes in, his whole cock at once. If I didn’t have tons of slick lining my walls it probably would’ve hurt, Stryker gave me a couple moments to adjust and he pulls out to thrust back in, just as fast but twice as hard.

I feel my climax coming and he can tell bc of my clenching and dripping pussy. Stryker pulls out and flips me onto my stomach, ready to fuck into me again and again. He leans down licks the cartilage edge of my ear and whispers “Is it okay if I breed you? Please Kitten, let your alpha fill you with his pups. I want pups and I’ll fuck your tight cunt until you give me my pups.” I simply whimper, not wanting anything more than to please my alpha and bring multiple pups into the world with him.

Stryker starts pounding away into me and I was feeling great until he sped up and started to rub my clit. Taking me to cloud 9, making me orgasm and causing me to clench hard around his thrusting cock. Stryker never pulling out flips me over and I’m on my hand and knees. He mounts me and fucks my tight pussy harder. I feel him shove his knot into me and I scream his name, Stryker never falters and keeps moving the best he can while his knot starts to inflat. Stryker starts to rub my clit again and whispers “You’re so tight it almost hurts me to have to stretch you out but you’re happy to take all your alpha can give you, arent you? Happy to take my huge cock, happy to get stretched by my cock, happy to scream that I’m your alpha when you cum. You’re going to take all I can give you, aren’t you?”

I don’t respond, it feels to good to have him knotting me. I promptly respond with a “Yes alpha! I’ll take whatever you give!” After my mate pulls my hair, he bites my neck; drawing a little blood, from the small lump on my neck, to mark me as his own. Stryker rubs fast, hard circles on my throbbing clit I come undone screaming “Fuck me alpha, take me!” as I feel his knot swell making it impossible for him to pull out. He cums with a grunt and a yell of “Fuck! Kitten! My omega!” As he lays down in the bed pulling me in front of him, his chest to my back. So we can lay together, still tied deep inside of me and thrusting as much as possible, he says “After you wake up don’t forget, you still have to feed your alpha.” Winking at me and I knowing well enough that when I wake he’ll be ready for round 2 or 3 or even 10. My William Stryker. My alpha. My mate.