#IT 2017 scenario

[anundyingfidelity]

FINE — Old Man!Logan

Summary: It is hard for Logan to overcome and swallow everything that is happening right now, and you, a former professor at the long gone school, are the only company he can get. You could leave anytime, any day. Instead, you always decide to stay. Tonight is no different, and he finally accepts it feels better to stay in your arms.

Pairing: Old Man!Logan x female!mutant reader.

Word count: 1.1k.

Warnings: angst, hurt/comfort, suggestive themes, reader is like +35 in my head but imagine as you want, mutation not specified. English is not my main language lol.

GEN MASTERLIST!

There’s an uncertainty in his eyes. The stiffness in his body, the wrinkles on his face, his gray hair, the scars decorating his body, the emptiness in his gaze… You notice all of it. The small and subtle details and the ones that are obvious to anyone’s eyes.

For Logan, you shouldn’t even be here. It’s been hell and everything you got to do was taking care of the abandoned plant you were suited to call home and give his medicines to the old Charles.

When he asked you some time ago why you were there instead of continuing with your life, you gave him a simple answer:

“You are all the family I know.”

And, oh, how he wishes to this day you would just walk away from the danger and the suffering they had put you through. As a mutant and a former X-Men, being part of the team was all you knew. It was clear for him that you had made a decision, but the sting and the guilt inside his heart was there, adding pressure to his own suffering.

Logan makes his way inside the place late, after a long night of driving, and finds you are sitting on the worn out couch with an old book on your lap.

“Glad you’re early today,” you say, looking up from the yellow pages you were so invested in.

He takes off his black coat and hangs it by the door without a word, but feeling somehow at ease at the sound of your voice welcoming him. He is tired, you can tell.

“Are you hungry?” you ask and his eyes fall on you.

“No, I just need to get some sleep,” he answers before taking a glass of water, drinking it in one go.

He is always tired, and you wish there is something you could do to help. Logan, on the other hand, wished the situation could be different.

There were unspoken feelings and shared kisses you never talked about. But they did happen, and when the intimate touch came to the picture, Logan just pulled back. He just couldn’t afford to lose you. Would never forget himself if anything happened to you. After all, his fate was not having a happy ending. His heart wouldn’t bear dragging you down there.

You shift on the couch, getting on your feet, the book forgotten as you reach Logan standing by the dining table. Softly, you put your hand on his arm. He’s tense under your touch at first, but soon he finds himself releasing the feeling.

That is the effect you have on him. With a caress of your palm, Logan feels safe again, and has to remind himself he is not alone as long as you are there. He looks at you with tired, soft eyes, and he can tell you are yearning for a good night of rest, just like he does.

“You should go to bed now, it’s still kinda early so you can rest.”

Your voice comes out in a whisper, like if you were to wake up everyone around. Logan just stands there, enjoying the touch of your hand on the skin showing where he rolled up the sleeves of his white slim fit. And he remembers every time the late night kisses, make outs, the touching, the intimate happened, when you come like this to him. However, he cannot keep going. He can’t keep hurting you and pretend nothing is going on right now. This was not the life he wanted you to have, as much as you tried to convince him otherwise.

“Do you need anything?” you ask him again when he doesn’t respond back.

You.

He wants to say it out loud, but he keeps the word to himself. He doesn’t need to make things harder, doesn’t need to push you away one more time, burying his feelings for you deep inside his chest. Instead, he clears his throat and shakes his head, looking away.

“No, but thank you. I should go to bed now.”

You nod and move your hand off him, noticing there was a slight discomfort in his gaze. He walks away, passing by your side, and before you know, you follow and take his hand. He stops abruptly when you step in front of him.

“I don’t want to be an intruder but... I was wondering if I could sleep with you…” you say. “The night is a bit cold.”

He shakes his head, the pain already blooming on his chest. “You don’t want to. Trust me.”

You look at him with loving, caring eyes. Your palm cups his bearded cheek and you caress the skin slowly, feeling every wrinkle and texture with your thumb. “How many times do I need to tell you this is what I want?”

Logan takes your wrist softly, wanting to pull your touch away but he cannot find the strength to do so. He just enjoys the warmth of your skin as he whispers. “Please-”

“Tell me,” you order with a low voice. “Anything that is troubling your head, I’ll hear it. I’m not going away.”

Then, your other hand is taking his other cheek, pulling him softly and slowly until your noses are brushing and you feel the urge to kiss him. To show him what you feel. But you want to hear from him first. If this is what he wants, because you have made it pretty clear forever.

He is old, slowly dying, trying to survive a world that has long forgotten about your kind. There were few moments where Logan felt at ease, and they were all with you. Why couldn’t he just say it out loud? Why couldn’t he just let go and accept the unconditional love you give? He deserves to be happy, at least for a few minutes or a couple of hours just sleeping by your side, hugging you tightly. He deserves you.

With a sigh, he closes his eyes shut and his rough hand comes to your cheek as he leans closer until you barely brush your lips. His beard creating a sweet burn on your skin. “I’m sorry… Sorry for pushing you away like this.”

“It’s okay, Logan,” you lean to taste his lips and he doesn’t resist this time. He enjoys the warmth and the softness of your mouth against his own, and he presses your body on his own with his free hand, making the kiss deeper until you both are out of breath.

“I told you,” you speak. “This is what I want.”

His heart shrinks at your words and Logan knows he can’t really hide it anymore.

“I love you,” Logan finally confesses, looking straight into your bright eyes. “Still have no idea why you want me though.”

“I love you too, have loved you since forever, ever since I met you,” you smile beautifully and kiss the corner of his lips. “Let go for me. We’re gonna be fine.”

“Yeah,” Logan nods, wrapping his arms around your waist and kisses you again. This time more possessive than before, deeper and passionate.

In your arms, he should always be fine.

[gosiksmallspace]

They were lovers in a different universe and they don't even realize 😭😭😭😭😭

[freak-accident419]

ballroom dancing is actually so attractive holy shit like im just thinking about like a scenario in future man where theyre at some kind of fancy event/party or situation and like biotics are there looking for them or something, so in order to hide from them, reader and josh have to blend in with the crowd by dancing (both would be inexperienced, but they soon get the hang of it and look graceful or some crazy shit like that)

[kaitosduckmania]

“GOOD LUCK!”

(a quick mini-fic by EllaKai)

(highly recommend to also put this song on in the background while reading)

Team Magic are on a joyride in the night at some middle of nowhere, no car in sight intersection in America.

Webby was extending her body out of the the car window feeling the fresh wind on her face.

“How's it feel up there Pink? you might get a fly in your mouth, dont wanna ruin your 18th birthday that way huh?”

Lena was shouting over at Webby knowing she might not be able to hear her from the outside blowing out.

While Webby was hollering and woohoo-ing like there was no tomorrow in sight, Violet chills in the backseat watching it all happen, sitting with legs up in between the two front seats at her most comfortable and her peppiest emotions in the moment, watching her best friend and magic sister hang her head out the window like a happy dog.

Arms, Body, Legs, Flesh, Skin, Bones, Sinew (Good Luck!)

Lena’s car radio was playing from a playlist in her phone, and it plays a foot stomping beat, and a familiar infectious hook that catches Webby’s attention.

“OH NOW WE’RE TALKING” Webby screams out as she puts herself back in the car seat. Webby was dancing like a cute little dork that Lena would glance on her peripheral for a moment to watch her move and groove with the beat. Together the trio starts singing out loud.

STOP ME IF YOU’VE HEARD THIS ONE BEFORE

GIRLS LIKE US ARE ROTTEN TO THE CORE

“CAN YOU FEEL!!!” Webby followed up to mimic the processed backing vocal of the song. All three of Team Magic laughed and hollered along to the song and they continued their enthusiastic drive to who knows where. Webby’s turning 18 and this moment in and of itself felt like it'll be one of many special memories for her and her mystically unique best friends.

[sigmxnd]

trying to read out of character shipping stuff but keep getting pissed off by the author repeatedly calling him reginald

[callalillywrites]

Absolutely inspired by @stargazingfangirl18's pop quiz post. Just didn't want to hijack the thread.

Okay, so I have two that come to mind. Actually, I'm working on these scenarios as we speak. (Maybe by talking about them, I can actually get moving on them again.)

First is Ransom.

Harlan hires a dog trainer to play personal assistant to Ransom in the hopes of not only turning his grandson around (personality and professionally) and to repay a debt owed between the families.

Ransom isn't told this beforehand, so he's livid to find this woman coming into his home and just making herself (and her two cats) comfortable in his home. As much as he wants to intimidate her and get her out of his home and life because of the audacity, she's not someone who backs down or allows herself to get pushed around, especially by the likes of Ransom and his ilk. This especially includes Harlan and the rest of the Thrombey clan.

The tension will be thick between them and so antagonistic at the outset, but they have to learn to live with each other. Over time Ransom actually comes to even like the fights that break out between them because he sees the fire in her and has a special nickname for her. He doesn't call her Honey (short for Honey Badger) for nothing.

Really need to write their part 2 soon but yeah, there ya go.

The other is Frank Adler.

In the story I'm getting closer to building, Frank's story follows quite a bit like it does in the movie, but he has one thing in this AU that he didn't have in the movie. That's Savannah Metcalf (my OC and granddaughter of "Viper" Metcalf from Top Gun).

Savannah, aka Savvy, is a mafia boss/queen and has no problem using her talents as a lawyer and as a mafia queen to benefit herself and others (mostly others). That includes Frank when she learns his mother is trying to take Mary away from him.

Her methods and influence turns their acquaintance-ship into adversaries. He wants nothing to do with her manhandling his situation even if it directly benefits him or helps keep Mary from his mother's overly ambitious hands.

Every time he learns something new she's done for him (or rather them), he's storming into her office and demanding she quit even when she's actually innocent of doing anything. He's absolutely adamant that he's not going to fall in line like the others around her or become one of her 'goons'. She doesn't even try to correct him most times, finding the fire each one of these incidents inspire within him is incredibly hot. She even wonders if she'll get caught up in his flame one day, possibly even hoping to as he's had her under his spell since he first stumbled into town with six-month-old Mary.

I'm hoping to have their first part out before the month is out. Just need the muse to be a bit nicer to me on this one.

*Really hope I hit it with the way I described it above. I'm so tired and heat-weary that I'm not sure I did. Gonna post it anyway.

[scarletgemstone]

what if roo said to charlie or her dad

roo" who cares? you don't you just using him like a tool right?"

[genderless-npc]

donald (ducktales 2017) meeting oswald on an anger management support group and becoming close friends over the fact that their anger is often triggered by their sibling who is loved by everyone. then one day, oswald invites donald to a birthday party to his kids on funzo's funzone, and when donald arrives there ( with the triplets and webby ofc ) they see mickey and donald is like??? what are you doing here aren't you supposed to be filming a movie and mickey says well, yes! but i am here for my nephews and nieces birthday party!🥰 and that's when donald realizes...

he's been talking shit about his best friend with his older brother without realizing

[precipitin]

okay this still makes me chuckle so im sticking it here

(the original)

[yakulmybestfriend]

if I have to consume one more piece of media today about the impending downfall of earth due to overpopulation/climate change/etc I think I may just have to drink windex til I keel over

[mrfoox]

I talk so insensetively about my slf harm it's... Concerning ....

[unproduciblesmackdown]

now my logical followup is rewatching rogue one for the first time since seeing it (multiple times) in theaters i believe? Will i cry a lot, which i am always prone to do w/media & things but all the more so lately, it seems

[chocosvt]

hi choco!! idk if im crazy but i was wondering if you were the one who wrote this mingyu friends to lovers fic… where reader helps mingyu get ready for a date with a girl named kia (?) but during the date mingyu realizes he’d rather be with y/n ?! i remember reading it a long time ago and im not sure if it was you or someone else who wrote it since i cant seem to find it anywhere😭😭

hmmmmmmmm i don't THINK that was me? like i'm almost certain i didn't write that fic although the plot line does seem familiar?

but i've removed and privated so many fics on this blog now that my memory tends to blur the lines between reality lmao 😭

[ghost-of-you]

I kinda hate that they said they'll never played osco again, but at the same time the ono being the first and last time they played the song in full is kinda poetic.

[phandomheritage]

date of origin: may 31st, 2015

But just imagine if Dan and Phil had a little girl:

Them putting her in a pikachu onsie.

Her sleeping wit lion.   

Phil falling asleep on the couch after having a tea party with her and Dan having to wake them up and make them go to bed.

Phil making a fort with her and not letting Dan in until he guesses the password.

When she cries Dan picking her up and with his slightly Winnie the Pooh-ish voice saying “Aw don’t cry, Princess! It’s OK I’m here.” and as the tears stop falling him saying “now then let’s pick up that pretty little head of yours, your tiara’s falling” and a wide grin spreading across her face.

Louise being like her aunt; giving her the toys and clothes that Darcy has grown out of, bringing her out on special “Girls only” days and when she gets older helping her pick out clothes, teaching her how to put on makeup and talking to her about boys.

Her having a great knowledge of a number of different fandoms at a young age thanks to her fathers.

A ginormous mess in the kitchen s a result of them baking together, 

As she gets older she gets brought to all the YouTube events and hangs out with the other youtubers which nearly feel like family to her.

And of course: Her having cat whiskers.