#anna marie x reader

[fandomnerd9602]

Ok so Rouge X Male Reader when they are on that one island that disabled their powers in X-Men the animated series imagine she's like "my powers are gone" and turns to see Male Reader quickly taking off his clothes "What are we waiting for them?"

Rogue: sugah my powers…I-i think they’re gone.

Y/N is already removing his clothing…

Y/N: no powers. Stuck on a deserted beach. that’s not a good thing?

Rogue: oh sugah it is now

She begins removing her own clothing…

[lycanlupins]

NSFW Alphabet - Rogue/Anna Marie LeBeau

Warnings: NSFW content ahead as always, we don’t kink shame here ♥️

Something quick to get my mind off of all the shit in my irl life, ty to the anon who requested this!!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

She’s very caring, very sweet and very attentive after sex. She will make sure her partner is properly hydrated, wiped off and talked to after any sexual encounter especially a rough one.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Her favorite body part is her tits, full stop. She knows they’re perfect and perky. She knows that her partners like to touch and squeeze them and she can’t help but get a little ego boost every time it happens.

On her partner she loves a good thigh. She likes to bite and mark them up just for her to see, and occasionally others when the weather gets warm enough for shorts.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

She likes to eat cum like the little freak she is. She’ll lap it up off of her partner directly but if that isn’t an option she’ll taste her own off of her partners tongue.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She 100% mixed some of her partner’s cum into a morning smoothie, gotta get that extra protein in somehow!

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

She’s very experienced, not cocky but confident in her skills. She knows how to please and be pleased in return and she’ll let you know exactly how she likes it.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

When giving she likes doggy style but when she’s receiving she likes to be in missionary, she wants to make sure her partner looks at her while she’s cumming.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She’s a good mix of both, depends on the partner.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

She’s trimmed neatly, sometimes she’s got it in a landing strip or heart but usually it’s just a nice normal trim. She hated being waxed completely.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Depends if its casual or not, but usually she’s somewhere between.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

She gets off to the thought of actually touching her partner with her hands someday. It’s sappy but the thought of it sends her sopping cunt into overdrive. 🤭

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Dacryphilia

Cum marking

Femdom

Sitophilia

Chastity

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere, anytime! She doesn’t care if she has an audience or not

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Her partner’s pleasure (and consensual pain)

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Touch her partner without gloves unless they’re resistant to her power

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She’s a little selfish and likes to receive more than she gives, but she knows what she likes and she likes control

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and steady wins the race with Anna

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

She doesn’t mind them but she would prefer if she had time to properly enjoy herself

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

She loves a good risk, so long as it doesn’t involve her touching her partner with her hands

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

4-5 rounds before she needs a break, she’s trained herself for moments like that

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She’s got a favorite strap she uses on her partner among many other toys

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

She loves teasing, especially throughout the day. Just sending pictures and audios of how good she’s feeling while her partner can’t do a thing

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Loud and proud, she’s gonna make sure everyone around knows how good (or bad) her partner makes her feel

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

She likes when her partner is sweaty, she thinks the natural smell is sexy and she’d go down on them immediately if they would let her

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Pink and pretty, usually VERY wet and ready for most anything. It’s plump and just a little paler than the rest of her. Her tits are about a C-D cup with pinky brown nipples that are more sensitive to touch.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

She’s ready to go at any time but usually she can go without, she has toys for that ;)

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

She’s not sleepy but she likes to lay and be held and take in the moment with her partner

[laroserie]

— Various x-men characters, baking with reader

— characters ; Scott Summers. Rogue. Logan Howlett.

— warning ; no particular tw. author is not great at baking but he had a baking phase so. very sweet / fluff and self-indulgent. can be seen as platonic or romantic. reminder that author has not read the comics (only saw the films + is watching the animated series, xmen evolution and 97) and doesn't know much about some characters ( ex Rogue ) so author is doing his best to characterise them. author has favorite and it's shows. author says a cake count as a pastry and a pastry is basically any baked goods (if you do not agree. soryr that suck)

– Scott Summers.

Scott seems to be the kind of guy to be very open to baking, depending on what you want to bake.

Simple things like, cookies or a chocolate cake ? Sure. He is your man, he will be very happy to bake with you.

Now if you want to do something more complicated like, macarons or hell a pie, he will pat your shoulder and say 'Good luck with that' and walk out of the room. He is not even attempting to bake things that are too hard.

Why should he, when he can make simple things that taste good. There is no need to try some extravagant bakeries that most likely won't end up being very tasty the first time.

But with enough coercion and 'begging' (which you could call 'annoying him to no end') he will concede, but don't get him wrong - he is not at fault nor taking responsibility if it end up being disgusting.

Scott is the type to be very commending even in the kitchen, he is still the 'leader', here he will give you instructions and let you do it - until he does it himself because 'you aren't doing it properly' (he is trying to fix this habit up, don't get too angry at him).

He is also the type to follow the recipe and measurements extremely close, but if he's, for example, measuring flour and there is a bit too much but you have your back turned, he'll just let it be, let it slide, because no one else but him is aware of it, so it's fine !

He is still fun to bake around with, of course, but, he is still very, ... himself while doing so.

Once you are done, Scott is most likely to let you have the first bite - he is staring you down waiting to hear if you like it or not before trying for himself.

If the outcome isn't exactly the greatest - Scott will make it his personal mission to master it. He will not be beaten by something as simple as a pastry.

– Rogue.

If you have Rogue to bake with you, she will be overjoyed. She could be so happy that you want to bake with her, baking is an activity you usually do with people you are close to, so in her eyes you wanting to bake with her, show that you see her as someone you are close to in the very least.

She'll tell you to wait a few seconds, be gone and come back with a binder with handwritten families recipes and ask you if you wanna try one of them.

Unlike Scott, she is the type to not really care about measurements, she try to follow the ones from the recipes but if there is a bit too much flour, she won't scoop some out of it, because after all, that shouldn't change the outcome right ?

But that is, if you follow a recipe, if you don't ... let's just say there will be enough cakes - or whatever you both made - for weeks. She isn't really great at guessing how much is too much or how much is not enough.

She is absolutely the type to tease you while baking, if you are making something that requires meringues, she will do the meringue test (the meringue test is that if you take the bowl it's in and flip it upside down and nothing drop - it good, if it drop it's not) but not take any precautions, like doing it over the sink or counter. She will give you small heart attack.

Even if you don't really follow the recipes and have to change a few ingredients in the middle of the process because there isn't enough or because you didn't have it, the outcome will taste quite good most of the time. Rogue, will go and make everyone in the manor have a taste - because everyone should have a bit of what you both spend time on.

– Logan Howlett

Okay, now, baking with Logan is something that could only happen once in a blue moon. If you ask him to bake with you, he won't answer you and just give you a look that scream 'do i look like a fucking baker to you ?'.

Now that said, if you do go on your plan of baking - without him - there is a high chance that he will watch you do so, he will lean on a counter and watch you go about your baking.

He will comments on what you are doing and says snarky remarks about what you are doing - that's in his opinion - wrong.

Logan may help you when you are struggling - you are supposed to mix something together but it's a bit too hard for you, he will extend his hand and tell you to give it to him. But that's as far as he will go - and giving you the sugar that's in the cabinet next to him.

If you are making something like cookies, he will take one without asking, because after all he 'assisted' you (told you, you really sucked at mixing eggs and flour and telling you to be more organised when you bake because you are making one hell of a mess).

[marveldcfandom]

Rogue and Y/N breathe like crazy from their lovemaking.

Rogue: Oh sugah, That was sooo good.

Y/N: You moaning like crazy.

Rouge: It’s been years since I was able to touch someone.

Y/N: I love being your first person that you had intimacy with.

As they cuddle and earning a giggle from her.

Rouge: (Purrs) let’s do it again.

They continue their lovemaking again.

GIF from @distantsonata

[marcyvamp1re-blog]

could you do rouge x reader where the reader is immune to their mutation

𓆩 ALL I WANTED 𓆪

Synopsis; Rouge had always been afraid of touching people. The fear was instinctive, a barrier she couldn't explain but never dared to break. Until she met you. For the first time, she felt the warmth of human connection, and everything changed.

Pairing ── Anna Marie x Inmune! Reader.

Content. MDNI ⚠︎ ── fluff, excessive affection, fear of death, fear of using powers, emotional vulnerability, and themes of trust and healing.

A/N ── English is not my first language — Spanish — I like Rouge sometimes. She’s an interesting and complex character, but she doesn’t always win me over completely. Plus, it still hurts what she did to poor Gambit. That man didn’t deserve so much suffering!

Rouge had always lived under the weight of a fear that seemed inseparable from her being, like a persistent shadow that followed her wherever she went. A subtle but constant fear: the fear of hurting, of destroying, of being a threat to anyone who dared to come close. That anguish was her curse, an invisible barrier that isolated her even in places where acceptance was promised, like Xavier’s school. There, where others sought refuge, she found an echo of the same: confusion, terror, and a sense of being trapped in her own body, a prison of skin and power that kept her apart from everything she desired.

Few had dared to cross that abyss. Magneto and Mystique were perhaps the only exceptions, but even those relationships were marked by distance, by the impossibility of going beyond words. Her power, a blessing in battle, was a curse for the heart. She avoided any deeper bond herself, knowing the danger was too great. Until you came along.

She couldn’t quite say who you were: a new student, a curious passerby who accidentally touched her, someone looking for something more at the Institute. But the truth is, that first touch changed everything. It was an instant, barely a whisper between lives, but in that moment, something inside Rouge broke and rebuilt itself. She expected pain, fear, harm, as always. But it didn’t happen. There were no screams, no suffering, no dark certainty of having taken more than she could give back. Instead, there was something she had never felt before: warmth, relief, a spark of connection she didn’t dare believe was real.

When she looked at you, her eyes were filled with disbelief. And before she could stop herself, she hugged you. Tightly, desperately, with an intensity only someone who had been alone for too long could understand. In that embrace, the world stopped being a cold and distant place. For the first time, she felt what it was like to be touched without fear, without danger. The moment was eternal and, at the same time, fleeting. As she pulled away, her words barely formed an awkward apology, her voice breaking with emotion. But you didn’t move away. You didn’t run. You stayed, with a calmness that seemed to disarm her, and you smiled as if everything was okay. And for her, in that moment, it was.

As the days went by, Rouge began to seek you out. At first, timidly, as if afraid to scare away what you had started to build. But little by little, her desire to see you became something she couldn’t deny. Spending time with you was unlike anything she had ever experienced. You weren’t like the others. You didn’t see her power as a lurking monster but as a part of her, one that didn’t define who she was.

One day, her heart racing, she gathered her courage and asked, “Would you like to walk with me after class?” It seemed like a simple, almost insignificant gesture, but for Rouge, it was a huge step toward something she had never believed possible. And you, with that same calm smile, said yes.

Afternoons together became a ritual. You walked through the Institute’s gardens, sometimes in silence, other times laughing about trivial things. The barriers Rouge had built over the years began to crumble, piece by piece, with each conversation, with each glance. In your company, the weight of her fear lightened. It was as if, finally, she could breathe without fearing she would suffocate those around her.

The little things became treasures for Rouge: studying together in the library, sharing a joke during a boring class, or even the simulated battles where, for a moment, she allowed herself to feel free. With you, strategies and movements were no longer an exercise in survival but a game, a dance where she didn’t have to think about the risks of her power. She could laugh, make mistakes, try again. And when everything was over, there was always that hug—warm and genuine—that seemed to heal parts of her she didn’t even know were wounded.

And the nights… The nights were her favorite refuge. Lying on the floor of your room, with the lights off and a movie playing softly in the background, Rouge found a kind of peace she had never known. The shared laughter, the feigned scares during horror scenes, the whispered conversations that seemed to last all night. Sometimes, without realizing it, the two of you would fall asleep, curled up together, as if the entire world disappeared in that small space. For Rouge, those moments were magic. They were family. They were home.

Over time, Rouge began to understand something that had always seemed impossible: that her life could be more than fear and loneliness. With you, she had found a friendship that didn’t need labels, a bond that asked for nothing in return but authenticity. And on that journey together, through the little and big things, Rouge discovered something even more important: that she was capable of loving and being loved. That, in the end, her power wasn’t what defined who she was, but her ability to open up, to trust, to embrace the light you offered her.

Rouge had always walked alone, used to keeping a cautious distance from others. It was her way of protecting them—and protecting herself from the pain of losing them. But now, with that small spark of connection she had found in you, everything was beginning to change, though the fear still lingered in the shadows, like an old friend she couldn’t quite say goodbye to.

There were days when you joined the group training sessions. Scott led the simulations with his characteristic discipline, Jean adjusted the scenarios with telepathic precision, and Logan, always on the sidelines, observed with a mix of apathy and concern, as if he were waiting for something to go wrong. But you were always there, with that calm, contagious presence that even managed to soften Logan’s sharp remarks.

Rouge remembered one moment in particular—a cold afternoon in the simulation room. The exercise was simple: form teams and complete a mission under pressure. You and Rouge moved together, slipping through the shadows as you dodged virtual obstacles. “Watch your left,” you murmured softly, and even though you knew she had it under control, you couldn’t help but warn her. At the end of the exercise, when Logan made his usual sarcastic comment about teamwork, you just laughed. Rouge, however, found herself staring at your hands, wondering how it was possible for you to be so close without fear.

There were quiet mornings in the Institute’s dining hall, when the sunlight was just beginning to filter through the windows. You insisted on keeping her company, even when she said it wasn’t necessary. Gambit would often pass by with his coffee, tossing a flirtatious comment at Rouge before Kitty reprimanded him with a laugh. Bobby, always playful, would throw ice balls to start spontaneous battles. But you and Rouge would usually sit in a corner, away from the commotion, sharing pieces of toast and quiet conversations. Sometimes, you didn’t even talk. You would hand her a packet of butter, or she’d offer you her last strawberry—small gestures that meant more than any words could express.

One afternoon in the garden, you both ran into Ororo. She was planting new flowers in the greenhouse, a mix of roses and lilies that seemed to glow under her careful touch. “Nature always finds a way to grow,” Ororo said, more to herself than to either of you. Rouge watched her with a strange sense of admiration. For a moment, she allowed herself to imagine that she too could bloom, even if slowly, even if the thorns of her power would always be there. When she turned to look at you, she saw you were already watching her, as though you understood what was on her mind. You didn’t need to say anything. The warmth in your gaze was enough.

And then there were the small adventures around the mansion. Like that time Kitty dragged both of you to a movie night, convincing even Kurt to join, who appeared in the middle of the room with his signature “Bamf” and a mischievous grin. While the others argued about which movie to watch, you and Rouge simply sat together on the couch, sharing a blanket that seemed far too big for the two of you. At some point, as laughter filled the room, you felt her head rest against your shoulder. It was a small, almost imperceptible gesture, but for Rouge, it meant everything. It was her way of saying she trusted you, that she was beginning to find her place.

Yet the fear never truly disappeared. One night, after an intense training session, Rouge was quieter than usual. Logan had made a stern comment about how dangerous it was to let one’s guard down, and even though you tried to console her, she seemed lost in her thoughts. That same night, she dreamed something terrible happened to you. In her nightmare, she saw you touch her, only to fall lifeless, just like others before you. She woke with a strangled gasp, her heart pounding in her chest. She spent hours sitting at the edge of her bed, hands trembling, thinking about how easily she could lose you—how danger always seemed to follow her. The next day, when she saw you, she couldn’t help but avoid your gaze. She feared ruining what you had, feared being the cause of your pain.

But you didn’t give up on her. One afternoon, while Rouge was sitting under a tree, scribbling something in a notebook she wouldn’t let anyone see, you approached her with a calm smile and sat beside her. At first, you didn’t say anything—just pulled out a small book and began to read aloud in a soft voice. The cadence of your words filled the air, creating a haven of calm that slowly began to ease her tension. When you finished, you closed the book gently and turned to her. “You don’t have to carry it all alone, you know?” you finally said, your voice a whisper that broke through the barriers Rouge always kept in place. She didn’t respond, but inside, something loosened.

One rainy afternoon, Jean found the two of you in the library. You were teaching Rouge a card trick you’d learned from Gambit, while Rouge tried (without much success) to stifle her laughter. Jean paused in the doorway, silently watching you for a moment before walking away. That night, Jean spoke to Professor Xavier, moved by how Rouge—who had always kept everyone at a distance—was beginning to open up.

Over time, Rouge started to let you into her world more and more. Of course, there were bad days—moments when the fear returned with full force, reminding her how fragile her happiness could be. But then you were there, with a look, a gesture, a word that brought her back to calm. One night, as the two of you stargazed on the mansion’s rooftop, she turned to you and whispered, “I don’t know how you do it… but thank you.” And even though you hadn’t expected a response, you knew those words were Rouge’s way of saying everything she couldn’t express.

For the first time in her life, Rouge didn’t just see shadows. Now, there was light between them. And you were the reason.

[multi-fandom-enjoyer]

Y/n-pool walks into the school kitchen to find Logan slicing salami with his claws.

Logan: What happened to you, bub?

Y/n: What do you mean?

They look at their reflection from the refrigerator to find they look normal. No more burnt or mutated skin.

Logan: Have anything to do with you and Rogue sharing a room now?

Y/n: Phft... I have no idea what you're talking about.

As they finish that sentence, Rouge walks in and wraps her arms around Y/n. Her face looks exactly how Y/n's normally does.

Rouge: Sugah, last night was amazing-

She cuts herself off as she notices Logan, who stares at them with a raised eyebrow.

Y/n: In my defense, we kept everything within a PG-13 rating.

[fun-k-board]

AAAA YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!! :3333 could I maybe request CG Storm and CG Rogue? Maybe them and a little reader who’s a bit on the fussy/ tantrum-y side?

Thank you!!!!! ^^ (u probably know who this is but I’m too scared to come off anon 😭)

X-MEN '97 - Little reader who's fussy and tends to have tantrums

SFW INTERACTION ONLY!! AGE REGRESSION IS NOT A KINK!!

Note(s): HEHHE I KNOW!! It's alright tbh I'm terrified of coming off anon too (⁠´⁠-⁠﹏⁠-⁠`⁠；⁠)

Powered through writing this because you're cool as hell and I like you! 💪 I don't and didn't really have the most idk 'attentive' family, so I'm not the best judge on how to take care of kids or people in a kids mindset, I may be a little bad at writing for caregivers and age regression in general because of this.

ANNA MARIE DARKHÖLME / ROGUE

'Hey, hey now sugah, let's calm down, you don't want to go in time out and I don't want to send ya. Explain to me why you don't like the food, I'm perfectly alright gettin' you somethin' different, there ain't no need to get upset.'

Anna can sometimes tell when you're about to have a tantrum or become more fussy than usual, even if you tend to take a while to throw a full fit, she'll watch you carefully and try to prevent one from fully forming. Gently kissing you on the forehead and brushing back your hair, asking what's wrong with a worried look on her face.

The moment you start yelling, kicking, or even crying, maybe after ignoring her question, she finds it hard not to just fold and give you what you want, after all, you're just so cute. However, her sense of responsibility and care for you overwhelms her need to coddle you.

Anna will say your name firmly, getting you to pay attention to her, and only her. She'll get a tissue for you and wipe your tears away, and ask firmly what you're sad or angry about and if you could possibly explain it to her.

If you can't verbally, for whatever reason, she'll give you the opportunity to write it on paper or she'll play a guessing game with you, the guessing game is only for when you're extremely upset and need cheering up though.

If you explain, in whatever format you need to, that you're upset because of an issue that's causing you distress, maybe food triggered sensory issues, someone was mean to you, etc, then she'll let you off the hook because you clearly didn't mean to cause any harm and you were just acting out.

Rogue will give you a bit of a talking to, telling you that crying and throwing things makes it difficult to help, but that's about it. Given it's not your fault she isn't actually too mad, she just wants you to understand that she won't know how to help if you're kicking and screaming.

If, however, your outburst was because of a silly reason, say you don't like the colour crayons and you throw them at her, she won't be as quick to accept it and move on.

She's still very sympathetic and won't ever raise her voice at you, even when you've done something especially terrible for no apparent reason.

Anna is very lenient and her 'punishments' usually just include a minute or so sitting in the corner, maybe withholding drawing from you for the day, but she always makes sure to explain in detail why you're being punished and it's usually only a last resort.

Rogue is very sweet even when she's being stern, her eyes can't help but go soft and her tone slips from that firm scolding one she uses when you're being bad, to a sweet almost coo-like baby voice.

Afterwards she comforts you like there's no tomorrow, telling you that she didn't want to hurt your feelings by taking away something or sending you to the corner, but you just need to learn some manners and how to handle yourself.

If you're fussy in terms of only liking clothes of a certain colour, food cut or made in a certain way, or things being done in a particular order, she absolutely doesn't mind doing these things for you! When it comes to cooking Rogue tends to ask for Gambit's help, she's not the worst cook in the world, but she can't do it like Remy can.

When it comes to removing parts of food, maybe you like to remove the crusts of bread and have them separate or not at all, she'll happily cut them off for you and maybe even eat the crusts while talking to you.

Sometimes she matches clothes with you! After all, 'If you like these clothes, they must be the best ones they got!' She says with a grin.

ORORO MUNROE / STORM

'My child, it's important to remember your manners when speaking to those around you. I am not angry, but you must tell me what is wrong if I am to correct my mistake or you are able to grow.'

The moment she notices you starting to throw a tantrum, which is fairly fast even if your signs are just a deep frown, asking you if everythings alright and most of the time avoiding any tantrums before they begin.

However, sometimes you refuse to tell her what's wrong, perhaps you go straight to throwing toys or food, pouting, yelling, in replying she will simply hold a gentle hand on your shoulder and kindly repeat her question on what the matter is. Her tone is gentle and her face is one of genuine concern.

Like Rogue, if you're in distress because of something that's not your fault, or maybe you're just overwhelmed, she will never hold it against you at all. If you're comfortable with it and it's something you need to calm down, Storm will pick you up and give you a tight hug, if not, she's alright with just holding a hand on your shoulder, or even removing her hand and only speaking to you.

Ororo will get on one knee, bending down to speak to you in a hushed whisper, she'll tell you that it's all okay, that she'll help you and make it better, give you different food, turn off the lights, whatever you need, she can give it to you.

However, if you're just being fussy to perhaps get a reaction out of her, she'll raise her brow in an almost amused action, as if she finds your attempts to be aggravating as cute as a cat nibbling on its owner's hand. If you're throwing a fit just to throw one, she will definitely tell you sternly that you cannot do such things, at least not in her care.

I don't think that Storm is the type to use the corner or naughty step as a punishment, after all, she has her own fear of tight, dark places, you may fear loneliness, or abandonment, she does not wish her own troubles onto a mind like yours.

Instead, she talks to you, more importantly, she'll help you figure out what you did wrong, how to improve next time, and reflect on her own actions to see if the trouble was caused by a mistake on her part. It won't be an in depth conversation, she tends to use stuffed animals as an aid to show you an outsiders perspective.

If you're struggling with saying your words out loud, never fear, she has tons of paper and crayons, or pencils, pen, markers, etc if that's what you prefer, just for you! She keeps them in her room for whenever you regress and want to keep near her when doing so.

Ororo will advise you to draw your feelings, maybe even write a letter if that's more what you're comfortable with. She doesn't mind bad spelling or handwriting, she's quite good at deciphering even the most atrociously unintelligible handwriting.

At most, and only if you've been really bad, she'll lead you to your room, or hers, just to make sure you don't get embarrassed and act out further. Storm will tell you what you did wrong as firmly as she can so that you'll understand. It's only a light scolding though, she never ever raises her voice when you're around unless you need or want her to.

If she ever does raise her voice and it startles or frightens you, she will apologise, regardless of if you've done something wrong or not. It's never her intention to harm you, you've entrusted her to care for you and she will do anything in her power to achieve that goal.

If your fussiness is about certain clothes, textures, toys, etc, she absolutely doesn't mind exclusively getting you certain clothes or toys, and she won't be angry at all if you throw a tantrum over texture or taste, because she's fully aware it can be distressing to have an unfavourable texture of clothing of food.

Ororo will always ask questions about something before she gets it for you, after a while she knows pretty much all of your likes and dislikes.

She's a great cook and can switch the taste or texture in something with just a flick of her wrist, something she doesn't mind doing, especially if the food she's already making is something that causes a lot of stress.

[eveysnotebook]

dating Anna Marie / Rogue hcs ⋆.ೃ࿔*

headcanons for rogue!!! making emma’s was so incredibly fun, it’s my favorite thing i’ve written.

i’m also working on a master list for x-men content!

wlw, just like emma’s

• shes always there for you, if you ever need anything you know you can rely on Anna

• protective over you! she adores you so much and usually always agrees with everything you say.

• “ya don’t agree with y/n? well, ya obviously are wrong then.”

• if you aren’t immune to her powers, she feels insecure often. she feels like you deserve someone who can hold your hand and kiss you.

• she calls you sweet nicknames that make you melt, such as Sugah, Darlin’, cutie pie and sweetie!

• “hey Sugah!! ya did amazin’ out on the battlefield!”

• she makes some of the best southern foods, so if your a fan of those types of foods your in for a treat.

• if you are immune to her powers / she has control, she loves to run her fingers through your hair.

• loves flirting or sending winks your way during easier battles, she loves seeing you flustered while trying to stay focused.

• if you can touch her, she loves to rest her head in your hands. plz hold her face she loves it

• holding (gloved) hands under tables.

• Anna will try to crack a joke or say something funny if the situation feels a bit heavy, but the sheer awkwardness makes you laugh.

• she crotchets whenever she’s angry or upset, she’s gotten really good and will make you stuff for your birthday or just because!

• her love language is physical touch and will find ways to still connect if she can’t touch you.

• such as hugs in long sweaters and jeans, doing your hair, with gloves on of course, you kissing her gloved hand instead of cheek.

• it’s sad that she can’t touch you, but she loves you so much.

would you guys rather have me refer to her as “Rogue” or “Anna” / “Anna-Marie” ?? I’m afraid calling her Anna might confuse some people

[writerinthewoods05]

Marvel Masterlist

Requests are currently open! As of right now I only write X Fem Reader. Could change in the future but as of right now I don't, I apologize.

🌺 = Fluff 🌶️ = Smut 🔪 = Angst

💥 = Crack 🕊️ = Dead Dove; Do Not Eat

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Avengers

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Bruce Banner

Natasha Romanoff

Clint Barton

Thor Odinson

Loki Laufeyson

Bucky Barnes

Peter Parker

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

T'challa

Steven Strange

X-Men

Charles Xavier (young)

Erik Lehnsherr (young or older)

Logan Howlett

Remy Lebeau

Kurt Wagner

Hank McCoy

Jubilee

Kitty Pryde

Wade Wilson

[reginaphalangelobster125]

My X-Men Masterlist

All of my X-Men content (will include Deadpool)

Nothing Yet

Logan Howlett/Wolverine

Zombies (romantic or platonic, angst, PTSD)

Beer (platonic or romantic, fluff, swearing)

Warm (romantic, angst, fluff, kinda hurt/comfort, hot scene, feat. Charles Xavier)

Anna-Marie/Rouge

Beer (platonic or romantic, fluff, swearing)

Taglist

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Comment/like this post if you want to be tagged in anything X-Men related.

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Inbox Open!

The X-Men have been living in my head RENT FREE the past few weeks, so feel free to drop any kind of request for any X-Men into my inbox!

[fandomnerd9602]

Rogue stands in the doorframe of the medical bay…

Y/N: (weakly) baby?

Rogue: sugah!!!

Rogue launches herself into Y/N’s hospital bed, hugging and kissing them repeatedly…

Rogue: oh sugah! You are never going off without me again! Anything you need?

Y/N: w-water

Rogue flies off to get a bottle of water…

[inkievoid]

Putting this in the less used tags cause y'all deserve love too

I've basically hit a wall creatively and want requests or something.

So if you're interested, send an ask 🩷

Just an fyi, I don't write for male readers

[trashland-llamas]

Cancels Out

x GN! Reader

Rogue interacting with mutant! Reader whose mutation allows them to nullify other mutant's abilities via touch. She's giving the usual spiel about how no one can touch her or she might kill them after Reader continuously glances at her gloves.

They had assumed it was a random fashion choice. Rogue's confused when they just laugh them off. 'I'm sorry, it's not that funny. I know it'll seem scary but better I just show you.'

Rogue defensively attempts to take a step back as Reader's hand shoots out to do exactly what she said not to. Gently wrapping around her elbow where there wasn't any clothing to obscure the skin. 'I don't want to hurt you!'

'You're not.' Rogue's surprised when seemingly nothing happens. Waiting a few more minutes to double check; to avoid another incident such as what had happened with Bobby. With Logan.

'Couldn't hurt me even if you tried.' Softly smiling up at her tearful expression, 'My mutation cancels out other mutations. Took me a while to figure out that I even was one.' That and not many mutants are open about their abilities in the general public.

'Does it take a conscious effort?' Rogue asks with a buzzing sense of anticipation. 'No. But I haven't pushed it to the limits, I've only truly started interacting with mutants since coming here.' Reader notes how Rogue's expression turns crestfallen.

It's that one expression that makes Reader promise themselves to become stronger with their mutation. Rogue forgetting that even if she did siphon their life force, taking their ability with it would still cancel out the effects. But Reader does everything they can to reassure her.

They don't force Rogue to touch them without gloves. Instead letting her take it at her own pace. Doesn't stop them from acting extremely giddy when she does go without gloves around them.

[marveldcfandom]

Y/N Howlett is currently smoking their cigar until Rogue sneaks behind and straddles them.

Rogue: Hey sugah!

Y/N: Hey baby.

Rogue: You need to quit smoking.

Y/N: My lungs can heal.

Rogue: I know, sugah. The last thing is our bedroom smell smoke.

Y/N: Ok, I stop.

Rogue: (smirks) Good. Now let’s some fun.

Fan cast from @fandomnerd9602

[polyromystuff]

Hiiii!!!! Could you do romy x a gender neutral reader who has a baby from a previous relationship? I'm probably projecting bc I am a stepkid to like five people atp but I think they'd be super sweettt

Yes I can! :3 I don’t promise it will be good but I’ll try my best :]

Any other requests; like the babies name, headcanons maybe ?