#woah a scott write

[c0ffee-gh0ul]

my writing process is simple. it's exactly as follows:

4 tabs and 4 tabs only. i'm a simple man.

[erisolkat]

ok so earliest i can remember having actual suicidal ideation was like maybe a week after billie eilish dropped everything i wanted. it was really new but idk exact details. which was october of 2019 so three months out from the end of the year and we are currently three months out from the start of the year so 6 months then 12×4 is 48 + 6 is 54 so uh. officially at least 54 straight months or 4 and a half straight years

[gh0stsp1d3r]

I definitely need more Dad!Logan and or Pregnant!Reader! Anyway we can get something where Logan and the reader are married and they are teaching at the school (different classes) when the reader suddenly passes out during a lesson and it causes a frenzy and when she’s taken to med bay and tests are ran, it’s discovered she’s pregnant and she hadn’t been showing any symptoms until she passed out? From there we see some sweet moments through her pregnancy (also would it be Logan if he didn’t threaten Scott for getting too close to his family? 🤣)

sight to see

a/n: love this sm anon

Warnings: pregnancy, dad!logan

MASTERLIST | KOFI

It started off as a seemingly normal day, you say bye to Logan, giving him a kiss before you walked into your classroom, where all your students “ooohed” at you, causing your cheeks to heat and your eyes to roll, waving them off.

The lesson had started normal as well, you pointing to the chalkboard in front of you, making sure they were writing it down.

“So-“ you paused, suddenly feeling a wave of lightheadedness, your eyebrows furrowing.

“Mrs. Howlett? Are you okay?” You heard one of your students ask worriedly, all of them staring at you in confusion.

You smiled, swallowing before nodding, and trying to continue on with the lesson. Your ears rung, your vision getting slightly blurry, and your breathing picking up.

You suddenly dropped to the floor, the lead thing you heard being your students concerned voices in the back.

“Listen, kid, that’s not my prob-“ Logan stopped his sentence upon seeing multiple students rush into his classroom, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion, hearing all their voices overlapping as they spoke.

“Woah, woah, woah, one at a fucking time.”

“Mrs. Howlett, she fainted in the middle of a lesson.” He heard one student say, to which he immediately shoved through the other students blocking him, practically running to your door.

He slammed it open, seeing Charles and Jean over you. He swallowed thickly, looking to the both of them.

“What the fuck happened? Is she okay?” He asked, walking over to them.

“She’s breathing, she’s fine. I just might need to take her down to the lab, run some tests.” Jean responded.

“Fuck.” He mumbled, running a hand through his hair, following Jean and the professor down to the lab.

Jean and Hank looked at the screen and then at each other. Logan sat impatiently next to you, his leg bouncing up and down, his hand holding yours.

Hank finally walked out and over to the both of you, Logan looking at him for answers.

“If what we’re seeing is…correct,” he glanced down at the picture in front of him before speaking. “Y/n is pregnant. 5 weeks pregnant.”

“What?” Logan spoke, confused out of his mind at the moment, in disbelief. “That’s not…. She hasn’t been showin’ any signs or nothing, I don’t- are you sure?”

“Uh.. here.” He handed him the picture, pointing to a little figure that showed up.

He looked at the picture and then at you, sighing and falling back into the chair, holding his face in his hands. He wasn’t prepared for this at all.

Hank swallowed, and decided to walk away, letting him think for a moment.

It was then that you woke up, letting out a groan and your other hand going to your head.

He looked up at you, standing up and going to your side.

“What the hell happened?” You asked groggily while he leaned down to press his lips to your forehead.

“You fainted. Your kids came in and told me.”

You sighed, looking up at him. He still held your hand in his, he sat back down.

“What? Why’d i faint?”

He sighed again, staring at you while he spoke in a low tone. “You’re pregnant.”

“I’m what?!” You squealed, whether out of confusion, happiness, or fear, you had no clue. Jean and Hank quickly came back in when they heard you were awake, explaining everything much better and clearer.

It took Logan a while to come around to the idea, to fully accept and grasp the fact that he was going to be a fucking dad. It seemed like something straight out of a dream to him. Something he never thought he would have.

He loved you, he always would. And although he was scared, he knew you were probably just as scared- if not more. That first night you found out, he fell asleep with his arms wrapped around your stomach in the small med-bay bed.

And for the remaining months, he was careful, he was even more doting. All the kids loved to tease him, calling him whipped and such. He just told them to shut up, but they never missed that small smile on his face.

And of course, once the baby did finally pop out, she was the most adorable little thing. Logan adored her. He never wanted to let go of her.

It was a sight to see, the usually gruff Logan howlett being soft with his wife and tiny baby.

He was the most overprotective dad and husband ever- especially when it came to Scott. He caught him looking at the both of you once, and he pulled out his claws.

But you would have it no other way, really. <3

[yakichoufd]

Homagawd!!! Your Warren X Scott reminded me of a fic I read years ago on ao3 of Gambit X Scott when Gambit first comes to Xavier’s and woah… time warp. Love ur art. 🫶🏼

I'd love to read Gambit/Scott but most of the time fic writers enjoy to write Gambit with his accent and I can not read it (same goes with Kurt or other characters with an accent). English is not my native language so reading conversation that are not properly written in english is a big challenge for me, and my dyslexia is not helping either! So I gave up reading fics where Gambit has an important role in it. I can not understand what he is saying, which breaks my heart haha! But I understand from a writing POV, it must be fun to write accents.

here a little kissy <3

[mysecretlittlelibrary]

HIII YOU DID SO WELL WITH THE X-2 KURT I feel like you really captured him welll,Can you do another one where reader was apart of the brotherhood but magneto and mystique left reader so she stayed with the x-men and she’s still adapting and when she meets Kurt she grows fond of him since she used to be religious and starts to get feelings for him please! (If you can’t write the religious part it’s totally fine too!)

~You Gotta Have Faith~

Pairing: Nightcrawler x Reader

Word Count: 4.4k

Warnings: you read the ask (hopefully) the story is about religion and having a complicated relationship about it, proceed at your own desire

Genre: fluff pretty much

Summary: You can't be the best choice for a first mission with someone you couldn't feel more opposite of

A/N: HIIII SO GLAD YOU LIKED THAT STORY I hope you what I came up with for this one :)

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The frantic knocking at your door puts you on high alert when you hear it from your room. You creep up to the door, watching the shadows move across your kitchen as the sun inches into the sky.

"Professor!" A voice whisper shouts through the door, knocking harder.

Professor? You quickly check your peephole and gasp when you realize it's students from the school. You swing open your door to find at least 10 students clutching their arms.

"What are you doing here? Where is your guardian?" You ask.

"Me." Peter points to himself.

"You're a student. What adult is responsible for you?"

"Well- you."

"Me? How did you even know where to find me!?" You frown.

"The manor was attacked." He says.

That's not an- oh whatever.

"Wha-" You tilt your head up and mouth a 'fuck me-' "Alright, get in here before someone sees y'all and starts asking questions." You rush all of them into the house and lock your door.

"Sweetie take the little ones downstairs. There's plenty of blankets in the closet down there." You address one of the older boys in the group, maybe like 14.

"You metal man are staying up here to explain what the heck is going on." You point to Peter and gesture for him to follow you into the kitchen.

"The manor was attacked." He says sitting at your kitchen's island on one of your stools.

"You said that. What do you mean? Who attacked the manor?"

"I don't know- they were guys in military tactical gear- they came in the middle of the night and started shooting us with these. I think they're tranquilizers." Peter drops a dart onto the counter.

"And you got all these kids out?" You ask. Peter nods.

"Logan stayed to fight them off, give us a headstart."

"Logan?! But where was Storm? Or Jean, or Scott, or Charles? Where were your professors?!"

"I don't know for sure. Some mission things. They left Logan in charge."

"And the school was attacked by an army? What happened to Logan? Or the rest of the kids?"

"Logan was fighting them off. He insisted I get as many kids out as possible. He- gave me your address. Told me to bring us here. Bobby and Rogue and John stayed behind. The guys in combat gear rounded up a lot of us before Logan or I could stop them."

"Let's find everyone." You hum walking over to the wall on your left. You tap out a pattern against one of the wall panels which pops open a retina scanner which triggers a finger print and once all of that is complete the wall flips open to reveal several devices.

"Woah- what is all this stuff?"

"Expensive. Don't touch any of it." You say.

"What does it do?"

"It connects to the xmen comms system." You say.

"And you just have this in your house?" He gasps.

"No."

"No?"

"This system exists outside of time and space. I can just summon it whenever I want." You shrug.

"What kind of mutant are you?" Peter asks.

"A transmogrifier." You frown as you see most devices are offline. There's two active though, Scott in Boston? And a jet. You think.

"A- what?"

"Shapeshifter." You mutter.

"Oh like the blue lady?"

"No not like- wait how do you know about Mystique?" You stop what you're doing to look at him.

"I- should I not?"

"Well it's not like she's visiting the mansion." You scoff.

"I overheard the professors talking about her. They were going to try tracking her down but weren't sure they'd be able to because of the whole-"

"Changing into other people thing yeah I'm familiar." You say. "Mystique can turn into other people. I can turn into anything. Real." You turn into a fox for a moment. "Or imaginary." You turn into a unicorn. "If I can envision it, I can turn into it." You explain.

You finally manage to get through to the jet comms system.

"Hello?" You say.

"Y/n?"

"Storm??" You frown.

"Yes." She says.

"Aren't you out of office this week?" Another voice chimes in, surprising you.

"Jean?" You blink.

"Yes."

"Where have y'all been?! Actually, hang on. Peter, can you join the kids downstairs please hon?" It's probably best he's not present for this conversation.

"No way. I wanna help." Peter says. You sigh and mute yourself so Jean and Storm can't hear you.

"You can help by doing what I'm asking you to do." You say.

"But I should be part of this-"

"Peter, we have no idea who attacked the mansion, or why, or how far they are willing to go for whatever they're after. Right now those kids just have us and the oldest person down there is 14. I'd feel better if you were with them while I handled this."

"Why can't I hear this?" He asks.

"I know you're older but you are still a student and therefore there are some things you aren't privy to. I'll give you the gist when we're done because I might have to leave you in charge but consider this a faculty meeting. No students allowed." You say. Peter reluctantly exists the kitchen and you return your attention back to your call.

"Sorry, hi." You huff.

"What was that?" Jean asks.

"Peter."

"Who?" Storm asks.

"Peter R."

"Why is Peter R. at your house?" Storm asks.

"Do you have any idea what's going on right now!?" You shake your head.

"No. We can't get Scott, we can't get Charles, Logan's giving no information-"

"Scott's in Boston." You cut Jean off.

"Logan's in Boston." Storm corrects you.

"Logan's in Boston?! Where's Scott?" You frown.

"He was supposed to be with Charles visiting Magneto and we can't get them." Storm sighs.

"Visiting Magneto!? What the hell for?" You blink in shock.

"We're not sure-"

"Well where are yall?" You ask.

"Headed to get Logan. He said they're in trouble but he won't explain." Storm says.

"The Mansion got attacked." You say.

"What!?" They gasp.

"How do you know that?!" Jean asks.

"I've got at least a dozen kids in my house as a result of it." You say.

"A dozen? Where are the others?!" She asks.

"Deities only know!" You sigh.

"Well who the hell-"

"No idea. Peter says they were like military or something. Storm, things are bad."

"We'll be fine. There's not a thing in this galaxy we aren't able to handle. You know this, you know us." Storm says.

"I don't like that we're so scattered. We weren't prepared for this-"

"We never are. But we don't back down." Jean says.

"Holy shi-"

"What the-"

"Can one of you finish a sentence?" You ask.

"We just got to Logan." Storm says.

"Is he okay!?" Your eyes widen.

"They- seem to have picked a fight with some cops." She says.

"Logan?" You raise a brow, Logan's not a fight picker.

"He's got Rogue and Bobby and that John kid with him." Jean says.

"Let's get outta here." You hear Logan grunt.

"Logan!" You say.

"Y/n? Did that metal kid make it to you?" He asks.

"Oh he did. Him and a handful of others."

"Thank fuck." He sighs.

"Y/n we- need to go." Jean says.

"We're being shot at! We'll touch base when we're safe!" Storm tells you and disconnects.

"This is fucking insane." You sigh.

It's a while before you hear from them again. It's then that you learned about Striker and Magneto getting involved, and the new mutant. With the kids at your place and Magneto being directly involved with their save the day plan, you decide you're better off staying home. You're not sure you're quite ready to face Magneto and Mystique in an amiable way. It's a stressful couple of days waiting for an update of any kind. And it's even more stressful couple of months trying to readjust afterwards.

Repairs on the mansion are plentiful and extensive. Several students end up displaced as their rooms were destroyed but you and the others do your best to make this easier for them.

And of course there's the new mutant. Logan and Storm told you his name is Kurt Wagner, former circus performer, teletransporter and according to Logan 'total weirdo'. You haven't really spoken to him but you've seen him slinking around the manor.

As you're walking down the hall you vaguely, just barely, hear the very quiet sound of someone breathing- above you? You tilt your head up and there's Kurt, walking down the hall but on the ceiling.

"Yo Cirque du Soleil!" You call up at him.

"Me?" He bends his neck backwards to look at you upside down.

"You were in a circus weren't you?" You ask.

"Yes!"

"Well then yeah, you. Why are you on the ceiling?"

"I feel I'm better off moving around the academy this way." He says. You give yourself a set of wings and fly up to the ceiling to be face to face with him.

"Better off up here than walking like the rest of us?" You ask.

"I think I freak out some of the kids." He admits.

"What?"

"They stare at me."

"Of course they do. You're the new guy. Scott shoots lasers out of his eyes, Logan has claws in his knuckles, one of these kids turns fully metal, another's a popsicle, one kid can't touch anyone without risking their life. Trust me, it's not because you freak them out. This isn't the kind of place where you'll be judged harshly for something so trivial." You say.

"Easy for you to say. You look normal. All of them can look normal."

"Looks are deceiving."

"Not mine." He shakes his head.

"No? Well I happen to like the way you look." You shrug.

"What?" His eyes widen in surprise.

"I think it's cool. You were born this way so as far as I'm concerned it is normal. Plus who wants to be normal when you can be awesome? Or gifted as Charles calls the kids."

"You think it's cool?" Kurt seems skeptical.

"Well yeah. Do you not?"

"I-"

"Professor y/n?!" You look over your shoulder and down at the sound of your name being called.

"Oh, hey Margot." You say to one of the students.

"Why are you up there?" She asks.

"Talking to Mr. Wagner." You say.

"Who?"

"Walk like- 2 feet forward for me." You tell her. She walks forward and looks up again, Kurt now in her line of sight. He flashes an awkward smile at her.

"Who are you?" She says.

"That's Mr. Wagner." You say.

"Oh. Well hi." She waves at him.

"Hello." Kurt says.

"Why are you on the ceiling?"

"Just- hanging around." Kurt says.

"You two are weird." Margot says.

"Weren't you going somewhere Margot?" You roll your eyes.

"Just to get lunch." She shrugs.

"You go do that then."

"Okay, fine." She continues down the hall.

"Kurt, come down with me. You live here now, you have no reason to hide. Especially not the acne covered gremlins roaming the halls."

"Should you be speaking of students like that?" Kurt asks, eyebrows squeezing together.

"When trying to convice the new guy to stop crawling on the ceiling I think I'll give myself a pass this time." You shrug, holding a hand out to Kurt. He hesitantly takes it and you fly him off the ceiling.

"There. Isn't that better?" You smile.

"I- I feel exposed."

"This is your home. Treat it as such. And don't let anyone convince you otherwise." You offer.

"Thank you." He smiles, it's shy and small, barely showing his sharp teeth.

"Don't mention it. See ya around." You say walking away from him. You're barely down the hall when an arm reaches out and pulls you into one of the offices.

"What was that?" Logan crosses his arms.

"What was what?" You frown.

"You and Mr. Circus. You would barely speak to me when you first got here why are you already best friends with the new guy?"

"You're exaggerating. All I did was try to get him off the ceiling." You roll your eyes.

"Really? 'This is your home, don't let anyone convince you otherwise'?" Logan repeats your words to you.

"An objective fact and a piece of advice nosy." You scoff.

"It is probably the first nice thing you've done for someone that wasn't a student here. You know I have to investigate."

"You don't. You're just annoying. Don't you have another soul searching mission or something you can go on?"

"Trying to get rid of me dear? And here I thought we were friends." He shakes his head.

"I'm so sorry you had that impression. I'll try not to confuse you in the future."

"Harsh."

I'm gonna go now." You tell him and walk away.

You and Logan have an interesting relationship. You speak to him more than you do the others, but it's usually some form of bickering back and forth. Not in any sort of serious way, the others joke that you two are frenemies. You're still not sure why Logan is always extending an olive branch considering he's not even one of the chatty ones here but you recogonize the effort, and while you'll never tell him this you appreciate that he makes it clear you've got him in your corner.

~

You hear a knock on your office door and don't even turn your head away from your laptop as you address whoever is on the other side.

"Come in!" You call.

"It's Charles." He tells you before opening the door.

"What's up?" You ask.

"I wanted to talk to you about our new X-man."

"Kurt?" You frown.

"Mr. Wagner seems to have- taken a liking to you." Charles says with a nod.

"We've had like 2 conversations." You scoff.

"Even so. He seems most open to you."

"What's your point?"

"I'm sending you on a mission, and you'll be taking him with you."

"Get fucked. I'm not babysitting the new guy." You scoff.

"Don't be ridiculous he's an adult he doesn't need a babysitter." Charles shakes his head.

"So why are you sending us on this mission together like a pair of siblings being forced to include each other in our plans?" You ask.

"Do you see Kurt like a sibling?"

"That's not the point but no. This just feels like when my friends parents would insist they bring along their little brothers or sisters when we had plans."

"It's Kurt's first mission. I'd like him to go with someone he's comfortable with. To make it easier for him."

"You didn't do that for my first mission." You scoff.

"Yes I did. I sent Logan on that mission with you."

"I was not comfortable with Logan!"

"You weren't comfortable with anyone. Logan just seemed to have an afinity for you, I saw potential for a friendship between you both so I went off of that. You can grumble all you want but you're going. Here's your file. Kurt will receive one as well. You leave tomorrow." Charles places a file folder on your desk.

"Are we taking the jet?" You ask.

"No."

"Why not?"

"You're not going that far. Besides, Scott needs it." 

"Fine. I'll take one of his cars then." You say.

"He's not going to like that." Charles hums.

"Oh I know, that's the fun part." You shrug.

"You and Logan really are cut from the same cloth." Charles shakes his head and leaves your office.

"Don't say things like that Charles!" You call after him. He snorts and continues down the hall as you review the file he handed you. Looks like you'll be going on a mission. With the new guy. Great.

You toss your bag into the back seat, popping your gum as you slide into Scott's car. It's not like he's gonna be here to use it anyway.

"Do you get nervous before missions?" Kurt asks you as you start the car. You glance over at him for a moment and then put on your sunglasses as you pull out of the garage.

"No." You say.

"Oh." He says. After a couple of moments of silence you roll your eyes at your own inability to let it go.

"Are you nervous?" You ask him.

"A little bit. The circus is- very different from espionage."

"I'm sure you could apply those skills." You say.

"You really don't get nervous?"

"Nerves get you killed."

"That's bleak."

"That's what I was taught." You shrug.

"By the x-men?" He asks.

"Do they strike you as that type?"

"Well- no but I do not know anyone well."

"I was part of something else before this. They taught me nerves get you killed."

"And you still think that way?"

"Of course. It's never failed me." You shrug.

"That seems... grim."

"It works for me. Charles would probably have me tell you that it's perfectly normal to be nervous for your first mission and there's nothing to worry about. I'm gonna tell you that if at any point you freak during this mission stay out of the way and keep quiet." You tell him.

"It sounds like you expect me to do poorly."

"I don't expect anything but nerves get in the way. They make you freeze, I won't have you ruin this mission if you freeze."

"I won't freeze."

"Just covering my bases." You mutter. There's a long while where neither of you says anything but as you get closer to your destination you hear him quietly muttering.

"What're you doing?" You frown over at him.

"Praying." He says.

"Praying?" You almost can't believe your ears.

"Yes."

"Charles has one hell of a sense of humor." You snort.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing Kurt." You hum. From that point you try to focus on drying, but your mind keeps wandering to the strange newcomer sitting beside you. He spends most of the drive going over the mission file and mumbling things to himself. You don't think they're more prayers but who's to say really. You know you certainly weren't shy about how often you prayed before. You wouldn't put it passed Charles to assume you and Kurt would bond over the religion thing but it's a bit ridiculous if he did seeing as your relationship with faith isn't exactly- a positive one.

It takes you 2 days to get to the location Charles gave you. Mostly because you didn't want to drive 16 hours straight. You drive til sundown and once it's dark you find the nearest safehouse and spend the night there, where Kurt continues to pray incessently. He prays before bed, before eating, he even prayed before stepping foot into the safehouse.

For some reason, you're surprised every time he does it. It's like you keep forgetting he's religous because it's been so long since you've been around someone so devout in their faith. And you're not sure who Charles thought was going to get the most out of pairing the two of you up honestly, there are X-men who are much more indifferent to religion than you are who probably wouldn't be so jarred by it all.

Still, you're nothing if not professional, and no amount of personal trauma will impede your mission here.

When you arrive at the final destination you almost want to laugh. A catholic school. If this Charles' idea of a joke you might have to seriously reconsider your choice to join the X-men. At this point you're certain the egghead is putting you through some weird trials. You pop a piece of gum into your mouth and cut the engine.

"You wanna pray before we go in there?" You ask Kurt.

"What?" He blinks at you.

"You've prayed like a dozen times in the last two days." You shrug.

"Well yes but I thought you wouldn't-"

"I don't care. If it'll keep you from being nervous do it."

"Should we even be going into a place like this?" Kurt frowns.

"The school's been shut down for years." You scoff.

"It's still a house of the lord though, isn't it?"

"If His people aren't using it I don't think it counts. Besides, we shouldn't have to disturb any of it significantly anyway. We're just looking into a whatever energy Charles was picking up on." You shrug pushing open the car door. Kurt quickly mumbles the lord's prayer to himself and follows your lead, scrambling out of the car.

"You gonna chill out now Wagner?" You ask him.

"I will try." He nods.

"Good enough. Recite that lord's prayer again if it helps I guess. Just- in your head next time." You say walking towards the building. Kurt follows you inside and the two of you scan the building for anything that might have raised flags with Charles. Eventually you turn down a hall and hear a thud behind you. When you spin around and realize Kurt isn't there you whip back around the corner to find him dazed and darting through the hallway.

"Kurt!"

"Something- someone attacked me!" Kurt tells you. Ah, a mutant must've been hiding here. You feel a breeze blow by you and realize the mutant must be a speedster.

"Kurt wait don't-"

He catches the mutant before you can stop him, but you do intervene with a hand around his wrist when it seems like he's going to hit them. Pinned underneath Kurt is a mutant that looks to be about 15, huffing real hard.

"It's just a kid." You say. You grab the kid's arm and motion for Kurt to let him up. Hesitantly he does and you keep your grip tight around the youngster's forearm as he rises from the ground. "Yo kid, what're you doin creeping around this school like a ghost haunting the place,?" You ask. The kids tries to wresting away from you unsuccessfully.

"How did you even find me?"

"That's kind of what we do."

"Traitors!" He snaps.

"What?" You're sure the look of confusion on your face is severe.

"How do you sleep at night turning against your own kind? Taking mutants to the government."

"Oh hush." You roll your eyes. "We're X-men not cops. But on paper I'm a professor at a school for 'gifted youngseters'- or mutants. Like you. We track down and house young mutants, teach them how to make the most of their abilities." You tell him.

"Oh-"

"You got a bag? Photos of your dead family, childhood momentos, a sack of clothes, anything you don't wanna leave here before we take you."

"Take me where?" 

"To the school kid, congrats on your admission." You say.

"I've got a backpack."

"Good. Lead the way." You don't let go of him, in case he gets flighty on you but he without protest takes you to the classroom holding his personal items and soon you're in the car again with him silently in the back seat.

"You got a name speedster?"

"Matt."

"I'm y/n, this is Kurt." You offer.

You drive a few hours until you hit a safehouse and Kurt stays up watching Matt while you catch some sleep before hitting the road again. You decide to tough it out and do the 10 hour drive without another overnight stop. You stop for food, you stop for gas, you stop for restroom breaks if necessary but you wanna make it back to the mansion, the sooner the better.

Once there, you and Matt set out to find Charles, get the kid officially set up and whatnot. But as soon as Kurt's out of sight Matt asks a question out of nowhere.

"What's up with you and that blue guy?"

"His name is Kurt kid don't be rude." You say.

"Okay, what's up with you and Kurt?"

"What are you talking about?"

"He looks at you like nothing else has ever mattered in the world when you're near him."

"You're being ridiculous." You roll your eyes.

"You're being oblivious."

"Watch it kid." You warn him.

"Not sure if you really don't notice it or if you're deliberately ignoring it but the guy definitely likes you. How can you not tell?"

"I barely know him."

"Then why do you look at him like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like you wanna put him in a box and keep him like a pet."

"We're here. Charles! I found your funny feeling." You say pushing open the door to his office.

"Hello y/n."

"This is Max. We need to talk about the missions you're sending me on."

"You were successful. And in a shorter timeframe than expected. I see no reason to make changes." Charles says.

"I'm not gonna argue with you in front of the kid. We'll discuss it later." You say and leave the office. You head to the kitchen to make yourself a something to drink and a snack. It's been an exhausting few days.

You open the fridge, looking for something to snack on.

"You don't like me, do you?" Kurt's voice takes you by surprise, you swear the kitchen was empty when you came in here.

"Fucking- where the hell did you come from?"

"Just- around."

"Oh great what an enlightening answer. What are you even talking about?"

"You don't like me." Kurt says. It's not a question.

"How'd you come to that conclusion?" You sigh.

"You were grumpy during that whole mission."

"Not because of you I was pissed at Charles."

"Because he made you work with me?"

"Yes! Is that what you wanna hear? I was mad Charles paired me with someone I can't stand. Does that not sound insane to you Kurt? Obviously that's not it. The whole mission made me uncomfortable and I felt like it was... targeted. Like Charles was picking on me or something."

"Why?" Kurt tilt's his head curiously.

"You're very religous and my relationship with that religion is pretty rough. On top of the fucking catholic school it was- a lot."

"Ah so- you don't believe in God?"

"I don't believe in Christianity." You say.

"But you believe in God?"

"I believe in many gods."

"How can you...?"

"I believe all of them exist, because religion is based in belief- faith is the belief of something without proof of existence, by definition if believing in something makes it true then all the pantheons exist- but each person is only influenced by the pantheon they believe in."

"What an insightful line of thinking." He hums. "So you don't hate me?"

"No. I have complicated feelings around religion not you."

"What are your feelings around me?"

"You're new. I don't know you well but you seem very sweet, and there's obviously a reason everyone else wanted you to stick around in the first place so that's good enough for me." You shrug.

"What about you?"

"What about me?"

"Well- do you want me to stick around?" He asks.

You let out a sigh.

"I want you to do what makes you happy. If staying here, being part of this, doing what we do, makes you happy then yeah, stick around. But, you have to stop caring about if people like you. Not everyone will and that has to be okay because sometimes personalities just don't mix and nothing you do or say will change that and you shouldn't spend your time trying to make yourself change for them anyway. You should want people that like you for you because if you have to change then they don't like you they like what they can turn you into and that's not worth the stress. Not everyone will like you it's not a personal failure on you. Just make sure you like you."

"I agree with you, and I don't need everyone to like me." He says.

Kurt steps closer to you.

"But I do want you to like me. And if that takes a while, I'm willing to work to make that happen." He leaves the kitchen then and you're only barely able to keep a straight face until he's gone. You're stunned by his admission but your lips slowly stretch into a smile.

"Fuck me." You chuckle.

Why on earth does he want you to like him? And what made him say that just now? And what does it mean? And how are you supposed to deal with the fact that your heart is racing right now?

Things are about to get very different for you around the mansion.

***

[tracybirds]

Started this a wee while ago because @astranite and I were excitedly discussing astronomy textbooks and in particular BOB which is a real astronomy textbook for the undergraduate level, written by Carroll and Ostie as mentioned in the fic. We started joking about Lucille being an academic and writing the second BOB and then well... this happened :P

Many thanks both to @astranite and @gumnut-logic who have both read bits of this at some point - I hope you enjoy the finished fic!

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"Imagine a world with no stars."

John reached down, brushing his fingers across the familiar preface, the uncomfortable weight of his mother's textbook feeling like home.

"Hi Mom," he whispered, his heart aching as he turned the pages.

Her orange highlighter was everywhere, notes in her clear, rounded hand scattered across every paragraph as month by month, year by year, she read yet another paper that strengthened the collective understanding of the universe. He knew that some of these notes made it into the second, third, and even fourth editions of BOBv2, but others lay dormant, waiting for a fifth edition that would never come.

Until now.

John took a steadying breath. He hadn’t dared to touch his mom’s personal copy of the astrophysics textbook that had redefined a generation in years. The Tracy text, with its dry wit and clear conceptual language, voiced with an undeniable love for the heavens above, similarly ignited a passion in everyone who read it. John was too young to know exactly when BOBv2 – the Big Orange Book – had become the standard text, but in doing so, Lucille Tracy had cemented her name as one of the great educationalists of modern astronomy. A companion to the original Carroll & Ostie, a text that delved with enthusiasm into every branch of space science, his mom had inspired a generation of astronomers.

His mom had inspired him.

And, as it turned out, there were people who wanted to see that legacy continued.

John scanned the email that had arrived without fanfare in his inbox that morning, though he already knew every word.

“Dear Mr. Tracy…” it began, and John knew they hadn’t meant him. Scott had forwarded the email himself, not reading beyond the subject line that mentioned only the title of the astronomy textbook he held in his hands.

This was how John learnt that his mom’s old publishing company were seeking permission to engage a new author to perform the necessary revisions for a new edition. John had never thought of Scott as being the executor of their parents’ estate, had never given much thought to any of the legalities of what their parents had created.

He glanced up as TB5 rounded the dark side of the Earth, the familiar patch of ocean his family called home slowly moving towards sunset.

His brother had gotten home less than an hour ago and it was for this reason, John told himself, that he hadn’t drawn attention to Scott’s error.

In truth, he wasn’t sure what he wanted to say.

Well.

That wasn’t quite true.

John’s grip tightened around the book as he steadied himself once more.

This text had belonged to everyone, that’s how his mom had wanted it, and that’s what John would want too.

He connected to Scott’s line.

With each ring, his heart sank further and further.

“Hey John, wha–”

“Don’t do it,” blurted John.

Scott’s blue face scrunched up as he peered at him through the holo. “Don’t do what?” he asked.

“Mom’s book, let me instead,” said John, his words beginning to stumble across themselves in his hurry to make Scott understand. “I can do it, just don’t let someone else take it away from her.”

“Woah, woah,” said Scott, looking more alarmed with every second. “Nobody’s going to take Mom away from you, what are you talking about.”

“They want to revise BOB,” said John desperately.

Scott’s silence rang between them, a pause that filled the distance between them before John huffed and thrust the book into the holocam.

“BOB,” he said impatiently, “Mom’s textbook, the Big Orange Book the Second.”

“Can you.. can you start from the beginning, John,” said Scott weakly.

John’s fingers twitched, struggling to steady his shaky inhalations.

“Mom’s publishing company sent you an email. You sent it to me so I read it, but it was for you.”

With every word, John willed Scott to hear him, to understand what he was asking. It wasn’t the revision that was troubling him, John had worked alongside academics too long to question the need for an updated edition as new evidence emerged and new lines of reasoning developed into discoveries.

“It’s the only link to her that’s just mine,” he said quietly. “I have to share everything else, and maybe that’s selfish of me to ask, Scott, but I want this one. I don’t want someone to overwrite her words, her passion, her memory with a fake. Someone who’s just pretending they could ever know what she would have said.”

“I can say no,” suggested Scott, but every fibre of John’s being rebelled at the thought.

What was worse, he wondered, to remain true to her memory and thus condemn his mother’s greatest achievement to history? Or to give up his claim to her and allow her work to shine anew, albeit polished with a varnish he’d never known.

Obscurity or lies?

John knew which he’d choose.

It felt like burying her all over.

“John,” said Scott hesitantly. “Would you want to do it?”

John’s eyes widened. At once a thousand reasons to say no erupted, his mind running through emergency scenarios and the intensive workload that revising a beast like BOBv2 would take, not to mention remembering the half a dozen other projects he’d made promises to look at when he got a chance.

There was no chance he would ever be able to agree to what Scott was suggesting.

There was no chance he’d ever say no.

“How?” he asked breathlessly.

“We’d make it work for you, John, you know we would,” said Scott. “We’d do it for Mom, but we’d also do it for you.”

John’s smile was wobbly, and he rapidly blinked back the tears that welled in his eyes as warmth flooded and swelled in his chest.

“Then let’s do it,” he said hoarsely.

***

“John!” shouted Alan, racing up the stairs two at a time. “You’ve got a package, Grandma picked it up on the mainland, it’s here – it’s here!”

John leapt up from the sofa, his quiet conversation with Brains and Virgil forgotten in a heartbeat as he reached out with eager hands.

“Scott, Gordon!” bellowed Alan, running outside and leaning over the balcony’s edge. “Hurry up, John’s book is here.”

There was a mad scramble, water splashing all over, but John hardly heard it, his hands turning the brown paper over and over. He could feel the bio-bubble packing material, its gentle give beneath his fingers making him doubt the reality of what he was about to find.

Alan slammed into his side, legs bouncing with excitement. John could see the amused glances traded between Virgil and Gordon out of the corner of his eye, but he ignored them, suddenly terrified that he’d ruined his Mom’s book forever.

“We all know you gave it everything,” said Scott, dripping water all across the floor as he gripped John’s shoulder with firm encouragement. “She’d be proud too. Let’s see it.”

The spine was orange, the dusky colour of sunsets as the night gave way to twilight and the field of astronomy arose. Tracy & Tracy stood out, stark white and magical. Each leaf was glossy and vibrant, full of excitement and wonder.

He glanced down at Alan, whose eyes were wide in awe, and smiled, opening the book to the dedication page.

To Jeff, who travelled my stars and inspired my heart. – L.T. 1st edition To Scott, John, and Virgil, who helped me to dream. – L.T. 2nd edition To Gordon, who gave me new adventures. – L.T. 3rd edition To Alan, for all the skies we’ve seen together  – J.T. 5th edition

John wrapped an arm around Alan, who had gone still as he read.

“It was time you were added to the Tracy text,” he said quietly.

Alan only hugged him back.

“It looks incredible, John,” said Virgil. “It’s all paid off.”

One by one, everyone gave their congratulations and wandered off, the novelty soon wearing thin. Even Alan slipped away, his video games beginning to call, but not before making John promise to get him his own copy.

Eventually, only Scott remained and he fell down on the sofa next to John, watching him quietly as he flipped through the pages one by one.

Soon enough John paused, running his fingers over the familiar foreword, every letter of Lucille’s passion immortalised once again. His foreword came second in deference to the original and, sandwiched between his mother’s words and the contents page, John had allowed himself more sentiment than he usually considered wise in a public sphere, comfortable in the knowledge that only the few who were truly inspired by what he and his mom had made would ever read them.

“She would be proud,” he said with certainty. “Of this, of what we’ve done without her.”

“She would,” Scott agreed. “They both would.”

John nodded, and closed the text, laying it carefully on the coffee table.

His green eyes shimmered earnestly, a mirror of their mother.

“Thank you, Scott,” he said. “For giving me this.”

“It’s yours, John,” said Scott. “Always.”

[twiixr4kidz]

Shout out to you for being one of the few people to write Scott pilgrim fanfics. Can I request a fic with Todd Ingram and a trans dude reader? Specifically takes off Todd? like damn wallace fumbled that hard it's alr lemme treat u bbg LMAO

thank you :3 and absolutely!! i was so disappointed that they weren't endgame LMFAO

todd ingram x transman!reader

holy shit

now that todd has realized he's not straight, he's so siked to experiment with dudes

when he meets you, threre's something about the way you just... exist that he's fascinated with

he gets all flustered and approaches you like "hey, you're uh, i think you're really cute... do you wanna, yknow, go out sometime..."

and then he's wrapped around your finger LMFAO he's obsessed

he doesn't even bat an eye when you tell him you're trans

"so.... you're a dude..... but you weren't always a dude......??? woah......."

he's very new to the whole LGBTQ thing so he's probably gonna need you to explain what that means

that being said, he's going to make 100% sure you're comfortable

"what are you staring at?" "...you're so handsome..." (this exchange occurs every 5 minutes)

practically MAKES YOU borrow his clothes

yknow that meme where it's like "OOOOOOHH THEY'RE KISSING........ OOOOOOOHHH AND THEY'RE BOTH BOYS!!!!!!!" that's the two of you

aside from the fact that he tries to be super inclusive and make you feel comfortable, he honestly doesn't care

not in a bad way ofc :3

in a way where its just another thing about you that he loves

and oh my god does he LOVE you

he makes it his entire personality

"i love my boyfriend :3" "we know, todd. we know."

he's such a sweetheart oh my god

[sarah-bear706318]

Chasing Storms and Finding Love. Chapter 8:

Series Summary: When Tyler's baby sister joins him and his team for a season she seems to catch the eye of a certain StormPar member much to her brothers dismay... will she listen listen to her big brother or follow her heart?

Chapter Summary: Casey and Ashleigh visit y/n and Scotts gets to see the party girl come out!

Pairing: Scott Miller X fem!reader, Tyler Owens x sister!reader

Warnings: Sneaking around, Pissed off Tyler, Love Struck Scott, ALOTS of kissing, A little age gap, Cussing, Drinking, Storms(duh), Falling in love, Slow burn

A/N: This is just a fun filler chapter before something more serious happens. Since Greek was and kinda still is one of my favorite shows and I used the sorority name I decided to also use my 2 favorite characters too! I just cant think of ZBZ without picturing the 2 girls that play Casey and Ashleigh! It was also a bit easier to write them since i have seen the whole series a million and one times!

@nikkicloudie @papichulo120627 @thespillingvoid @turnerintoabutler @Lindsayjoy444 @glenpowellluver @harrysgothicbitch @ambipom9 @lxaah11

It has been about 3 weeks since your trip to the zoo and in that time some things had change while others had not...

You had been going on more chases with your brother again and not spending so much time just reading charts data and radars, and you have grown alot closer to Kate! Having her around helped since one thing that didn't change was the boys and their bickering. They did their best to make it a little less obvious when you were around but they didn't do a good job, but at least they hadn't thrown a punch in since that first fight and you never had to bail one of them out of jail!

One thing that has changed was you and Scott had started sharing a room every night at every hotel you went to and you fucked like rabbits, and damn did your boyfriend know what he was doing! Another thing that changed was the PDA between you two now that you had both had a taste of one other you couldn't keep your hands to yourselves you LOVED it! Your brother yeah no so much! There were more then a few times he saw a hickey on your neck or your collarbone and would walk away grumbling under his breath doing his best to keep the peace.

Although there was one argument about a hickey on your thigh one day

Flashback to 3 days ago...

"Don't get mad Ty I didn't see it when I put on the shorts"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDNT SEE IT ITS THE SIZE OF TEXAS Y/N AND MORE PURPLE THEN AN FUCKING EGGPLANT YOU CAN SEE THAT THING FROM JUPITER AND DONT GET ME STARTED ON THOSE SHORTS" your brother yells

"I like your shorts y/n" Boone pipes up

"BOONE" Tyler says this time looking at him

"No big deal Ty I'll go change so you don't have to look at"

"To late now I know it's there and now, along with many things about my baby sister and her boyfriend things I never wanted to know" Tyler rubs his temples trying to get the scaring mental image from his head

"Sorry" you said

"Sorry doesn't change the fact that I now know clipboard..." Tyler is at a lost for words and still rubbing his temples and it only gets worse when Boone once again pipes up...

"Ate your sister for dinner and looks like dessert too"

"BOONE ONE MORE WORD AND YOU ARE ON THE HOOD FOR THE NEXT TORNADO" your brother yells

"Woah what's going on over here" Javi questions while him and Scott walk up.You and your brother look to Scott and he stands there confused

"What'd I do" Scott questions

Your brother speaks up before you even have a chance

"Next time you leave a hickey on my sister can it NOT be the size of texas and same color as a fucking eggplant"

Scoot looks to you and you look down at your love bit , Scott eyes followed, then he understands what all the yelling is for

"Oh" is all Scott says

"That's all you have to say is oh"

"What else do you want me to say Owens"

"How bout that you won't put more marks on my sister again"

"Well I didn't mean to sorry I guess things got headed"

"Yeah they did bow chcha wowwow"

"That's it Boone next tornado it's the hood" you brother says

"OK that's enough talk about my sex life, I'll go change you two get away from another this is a nice shirt and I don't want blood on it" you grab Scott by the arm and pull him with you and head to your room.

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A few nights later you and Scott are cuddled up watching a movie when when your phone goes off. You and Scott look at each other confused,then you reach over to grab your phone and see it's a text Casey

🩷Casey💛: What do you say to a little ZBZ reunion with me and Ashleigh🤭

"Oh my God" you squill.

"Whats wrong baby"

"How do you feel about meeting a couple of my sorority sisters" you say with a big smile

Scott looks at you and smiles back seeing how excited you are. He knows your sorority sisters mean alot to you "That sounds great baby"

You don't waste anytime texting her back

Y/N: I say hell yeah ZBZ reunion oklahoma watch out!

🩷Casey💛: Great I'll call you tomorrow and iron out details. Love you😘

Y/N:Sounds good love you too😘

The next day you share the news with your bother while looking at the radar and loading up the truck for the next chase, he looks up from what he's doing and lets out the biggest laugh

"Oh God better batten down the hatches this is gonna be worse then an EF5"

"No it's not Tyler don't be so dramatic"

"Last time I was around you the 3 of you I had to hose down the back seat of my truck" he says crossing his arms

"It wasn't that bad" you say in a low voice

Your brother just looks at you with raised eyebrows "yes it was"

"How long are Lucy and Ethal gonna be here and when do they get in" your brother ask and you roll your eyes at the nicknames

"They will be here for just 2 or 3 days they are driving to Chicago and decided to stop, they get here tomorrow afternoon"

"Well Miller you have just about 24 hours to prepare yourself" he says slapping Scotts back

"whatever" you mutter under your breath

Scott walks up to you with a smile and wraps his arms around you and pulls you toward him with a smirk

"So do I get to see the party girl girlfriend in action"

"mmmmm,you might but I'm not sure you will be able to handle her, she can be a handful"

"and really mouthy" your brother looks over and laughing as you flip him off

"I think I can handle her" Scott says leaning kissing your lips before he walks off to the StormPar truck to get it ready to go.

A little while later you were in getting in the front seat of your brothers truck heading out to chase a store coming in from the west. Scotts leans downs to capture your lips in a heated kiss that lingers a few seconds longer then normal

"Be safe baby I love you" Scott whispers before kissing you once more

"Always! you be safe too I love you more!" you whisper back

"Always baby"

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The next morning you wake up with hearing a knock on your door, you look seeing its only 7:30 and you groan who is the hell is knocking on your door this early, the girls arent due here til noon. You move Scotts arm out of the way trying not to wake him he got in later then you you wanted him to have a little more sleep. You slip out of bed and make your way over to the door, when you opened the door you see Casey and Ashleigh stand there with big smiles.

"OH MY GOD" you scream then throw your arms around the both of them and all 3 of you start to jump and scream. In your shock and excitement at their early arrival you forgot your sleeping boyfriend.

"What the fuck" Scott groans from the bed not sounding to happy he was just woke up by 3 screaming jumping girls, you all stop jumping and look over to Scott.

"oh my God baby I am so sorry I didn't mean to wake you up" you hear him let out a sigh and grumble something you couldnt understand before you hear him pulling back the covers and his feet hit the floor

"its fine I need to get up anyway got a long day" he says with a yawn standing up, he's only in a pair grey sweat pants that are hanging low on his hips his V line looking very defined and no shirt your a second you forget your sisters are still standing at the door but are reminded when you hear them both say "wow".

"I know right" you say with a wink

Scotts walks over and sees 2 girls, a blonde around your height and a brunette that's a bit taller, both of them staring at him with their months agape and you cant help but stifle a laugh at their faces

"Girls this is Scott, Scott this is Casey" you say pointing to the blonde "and this is Ashleigh" pointing to the brunette

"Nice to meet you" Scotts says

"You too" they say in unison and you just shake your head

You invite the girls in then Scott turns to get a shirt and tells you hes gonna go wake Javi up then gives you a kiss and walks out the door with a quick " I love you"

"ok y/n pictures do not do that man justice"

"Ash is right hes is gorgeous"

"I know" you say matter-of-factly voice.

The three of you decide to go grab breakfast at the I-Hop across the street. You get dressed and text Scott your plans saying him and Javi are welcome to join, Scott text you telling you he has a few things to fix that one of the interns messed but to enjoy catching up with your sisters you.

The 3 of you spend breakfast catching up and making plans for while their here. You told them about all the chases and listen as they tell you what they have been up in Austin.

"So we haven't gotten many details about the sex care to share any" Casey says while taking a bite of her food

"yes please and make them juicy please" Ashleigh adds and you blush before answering.

"I'll tell you a few things will that satisfy your curious minds" they both just nod their heads with big smiles

"well I can tell you he works magic with his tongue! He once spent an hour eating me out made me cum so many times i lost count and has made me squirt, he's also is very well endowed and he knows how to use it. It is toe curling back arching screaming at the top of my lungs AMAZING, and its always full of passion." You look them and they both have their mouths open and you just laugh. "ok ok enough about my sex life on to yalls"

After finishing breakfast you walk across the street and are met with your boyfriend and brother along with the wranglers and Javi

"Hey if it isn't Charlie's Angels" your brother says tipping his cowboy hat

"Hi Charlie" you all say simultaneously

"Cute"

"Hey baby how was breakfast" Scott ask leaning down to kiss you "It was good I brought you something back" you say handing him the bag "Thank you baby"

"Nothing for your big brother that's rude"

"Shut up, anyways Casey Ashleigh this is Javi he's Scott's partner, then over there is Boone, Lily, Dani, and Dexter my brothers crew the only one missing is Kate she had to go back to New York for a few days" you point to everyone one by one. "Everyone this is Casey and Ashleigh".Everyone shakes hands and exchanges hellos.

"So big brother any storms to chase" you ask your brother with a little mischief in your eye. Oh can he see it so he narrows his eyes at you before answering... "yes why do you ask little sister"

"Well I was hoping we could take Casey and Ashleigh on a chase maybe get up close and personal with a tornado" you smile

"You want me to take you three into a tornado" he looks between yall.

"Its nothing new to me please Ty"

Tyler takes a minute to think it over considering if it was worth the headache or not, "fine but there are rules got it"

"Got it" the 3 of you say with a smile.

"We leave in 30 minutes, and y/n come looknat the radar see if you see what Kate is seeing"

30 minutes later you are all piling into your brothers truck, Scott come over to kiss you like he always does.

"Make sure you watch today I promise it's a can't miss" you laugh while giving him a kiss

"I'm sure it will be very interesting, I love you baby be safe" Scott says giving you one more kiss

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It was about 9:30 that night when you pulled back into the hotel with a slightly annoyed brother 2 semi traumatized sorority girls and a Boone! Let's just say the chase was a bit rougher then normal so there was a lot of screaming from the back seat, and a lot of dirty looks and I told you so's from your brother.

Once parked you bid the girls a goodnight and plan to meet at 10 in your room for girls day. As so as they walked away you looked at your brother and his look said it all.

"OK you were right they weren't ready to be that close to a tornado"

"Yep"

"Hey I didn't mind I had 2 hot sorority girls hanging on me" Boone says with a smile. "Shut up Boone" you and Tyler say at the same time.

You all start walking toward the building when you see Scott come out of your shared room, he smiles then heads your way.

"Hey baby how was the chase" "I know you watched the stream so wjy ask" Scott just laughs

"You have more patience then I do Owens I'll give you that"

"Well try raising this one and you learn to have patience" Tyler says to Scott and they both laugh

"Great the one time yall get along and it's making fun of me, anyways I'm tired and want a shower good night Ty night Boone" you grab Scotts hand and head to your room. The shower felt amazing and even more amazing with Scott in there with you kissing down your neck.

You have round one in the shower in the shower then round 2 and 3 in the bed. By the time you two were done with your xtra curricular activities it's after midnight and you are beyond exhausted. You roll over and lay your head on Scotts chest and are out within minutes!

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The next morning your sisters meet you in you room at 10 and you don't waste time starting your girls day! You kiss Scott goodbye and tell him you love him then your off! You drive an hour away to Tulsa trying to pack in as much as you can that day.

You had an appointment to get your nail and hair done then spent the rest day shopping and site seeing. It had been so long since you got to spend time like this with your sisters so you were soaking it all up! You have a late lunch and in that time you find out there is amazing bar downtown and decide that night you were gonna party like your college days! You call Scott and your brother to see if they are all on board and when they say they are you head back to the hotel to get ready.

You planned to meet at the downstairs at 8. You have the girls get ready in your room so you kick Scott out so he doesn't see your new dress before you were ready.

"Baby really I'm getting kicked out of my own room"

"I promise you it will be worth it when you see this new outfit" you say kissing his lips and pushing him out the door with his clothes in is arms.

You decided to pre game it a little bit in the room while getting ready so by the time you were ready you were already feeling good. You call Scott and tell him to meet you downstairs in 10 minutes.

*YOUR OUTFIT*

You all make you way downstairs and when you get to the bottom of the stairs you see your boyfriends eyes look you up and down with his mouth hanging open, your not 100% sure but you think you saw him stop breathing.

"Holy shit baby you look fucking stunning, this was worth the wait" he says stepping over to you and capturing your lips in a very heated kiss. You were lost in your own world it's just you and Scott, then your brother had to ruin it

"You are not wearing that y/n"

You step away away from Scott walking up to your brother with your hands on your hips

"Watch me

You both stand there for a minute have a stare down before hearing Javi say

"OK is the awkward Owens sibling stare down over, ok good let's go party"

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An hour later you are pulling into the parking lot of the bar ready to let lose! Once inside you get a big enough table near the bar that will for your big group,head to the bar to get your first round of drinks!

The bartender comes over looking you up and down before asking "what can I get you beautiful whatever it is it's on the house" before you can say anything you feel an arm around your waist, you look up to see Scott with his jaw clenched "no need my girlfriends drinks are on my tab, so are her friends" you hear him say handing the man his card to start a tab. You all order a jack and coke and your first(of many) round of shots.

"To ZBZ sisterhood" all 3 of you say taking your shots "let's dance"

The three of you are having so much dancing and drinking it's reminds you of the parties back in school! You even got Scott to losen up and dance with you! It was nice to see your sexy uptight boyfriend let lose for once.

"BODY SHOTS" you hear Ashleigh yell over the music, you look over to her to see that she's carrying a bottle of tequila and shot glasses right behind her is Casey with limes and salt you run towards them with a squill.

"You said you wanted to see the party girl well baby she's about to make her appearance better get ready Scotty boy" your brother says laughing looking at your boyfriend.

"Baby come do a body shot off me"

"I don't know how to do a body shot sweetheart I went to MIT it's not exactly a party school"

"I'll show you, Ashleigh lay down im gonna show Scott how to do this" She lays down then pulls up her shirt then you explain "You put the lime in her mouth, sprinkle some salt on her belly, Then lick the salt from her belly take the shot then use your mouth to get the lime watch" you then do the steps you just showed him. "Your turn baby"

You take Ashleighs place on the table and Casey sets up the shot for Scott "ready" you ask before putting the lime in your mouth having Casey put the salt on your belly,your boyfriend nod his head and licks the salt.

To many drinks and shots later it's safe to the party girl you was in full swing! Right now you Casey and Ashleigh were dancing on the bar like you were in " Coyote ugly" and still downing shots, and sing along with Taylor Swift's "shake it off"

"Hey, hey, hey, Just think, while you've been gettin' down and out about the liarsAnd the dirty, dirty cheats of the worldYou could've been gettin' down to this sick beat. My ex-man brought his new girlfriend, She's like, "Oh my God!" but I'm just gonna shake And to the fella over there with the hella good hairWon't you come on over, baby? We can shake, shake, shake (yeah)"

Scott watched you in amusement and thinking you look so beautiful being so carefree he's pulled from his thoughts when Tyler Boone and Javi walk up to him.

"So how liking this side of your girlfriend" your brother ask taking a sip of his beer

"Its definitely different that's for sure but it's nice to see her let lose and have fun"

"I've heard the stories but damn your sister is wild, dude shedancing on the bar" Javi laughs

"She is definitely drunk, how many shots has she had anyone know" Tyler ask

"I stopped keeping track after the 5th body shot" Boone adds

"Just wait for the hangover tomorrow glad you have to deal it this time and not me"

A few minutes later they hear shouting at the bar, they turn around and see you in a girls face

"Well that's the cue to cut her off go get her Scotty boy I'm off party girl duty for once" your brother says looking to Scott

"Can you at leave least get the other girls Owens"

"Guess I'm not totally off duty"

Scott makes his way to the bar where you are still yelling at some girl your sisters have now joined in and so has the girls friends.

"Bitch get the fuck out of my face" Scott hears as he gets to you

Without a word Scott picks you up and throws you over his shoulder, and starts to walk out of the bar with your brother and Javi behind him with your sisters.

"Baby put me downnnnnnn I wusnt done with her"

"Oh yes you are sweetheart" Scott laughs

"Bot my beer I wasn't done with that either and Ash just order more shotsss" you whine still on Scott's shoulder.

"No" both your boyfriend and brother say together "Sorry sis you and your friends are cut off"

"My sisters Tyler and you camp cut me off I'm a growned up" you slur

"Your broder is a party popper"

You make it to the truck where Scott puts you down in the back seat, you smile and look up to him

"I lobe you" "I love you too sweetheart let's get you buckled in ok"

"Your so sexxyy" Scott laughs and shakes his head

Your brother is trying to buckle Ashleigh in the back seat next to when she starts drunk flirting with your brother "I've always thout you were sexy Tyler I tell your your siser all the time" Tyler shakes his head and laughs and thanks her.

"Are you as good with your tongue as Scotts is your sister said he's does mazing thungs with his, I think yous be"

Your brother looks to Scott with a look of fury before you speak up "it's tur did I tell you his fingerssss are like madgic so his di..." you are cut off with Scott covering your mouth "ok sweetheart that's enough time to be quiet now ok" you pull his hand from your mouth "no i didn tell them baut the time i rode yous in my brothers tru..." you don't get get to finish before once again Scott is covering your mouth "baby I really need you to stop talking" "otay" you say with a drunken smile

"MY TRUCK YOU FUCKED MY SISTER IN MY TRUCK"

"Yep right in the dribers seat" you said proudly pointing to his drivers seat. "Baby I really need you to stop talking before your brother punches me in the face"

"MY DRIVERS SEAT ARE YOU KIDDING ME"

You go to open your mouth but Scott is quick to cover it before you can make the situation worse.

Javi and Boone can't stop laughing watching all this unfold before them.

"I'll kill you both later let's just get these 3 back to the hotel" Tyler adds shutting the door. As he goes opens the drivers side door and looks at the seat with a disgusted look before looking back at you "you're paying to have this seat cleaned, Miller hand me that shirt now that I know your bare ass was on my seat I can't sit on it without a barrier"

It doesn't take long before you and your sisters are passed out! You are gonna regret this in the morning not just for the hangover but your brother really was planning your death,but you had a blast living a night like you were in college again!

[gumnut-logic]

A scene

Attempted to write some fic tonight. Unfortunately I have no brain, so it isn’t great.

The original idea was sparked by the lovely @idontknowreallywhy whose cat is very fond of Scott Tracy. How that relates to this scrappy bit of fic is debatable, but that was the spark and this was the beginning of what I wrote…I have more, but it isn’t working very well…I need to revise it once I find my brain.

I’m posting this bit because I haven’t posted fic in over a week.

I hope you like these few words.

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“Woah! Virg!”

Gordon yelped and John dove as the stream of flame shot out at them, his brain calculating exactly how much their uniforms could take when tackled by a flamethrower.

Not much.

He held his breath, curled up on the dirty concrete, waiting for the heat to hit.

But it didn’t.

He cracked an eye open to find Virgil still standing but wobbling unsteadily. The makeshift flamethrower, still dropping sparks, hung in his hands, limp but easily ready.

“Leave him alone!” Virgil screamed at them.

“Okay, okay.” Gordon uncurled slowly, holding up both his hands as if in surrender.

“You’re not hurting him anymore.” The words were almost whimpered. Virgil turned to look at the crumpled body behind him. “No one! No one! No one is going to hurt him anymore.”

John eyed his unconscious eldest brother, sprawled against the wall of the ancient warehouse. His face was a mess of bruises, his uniform torn, and it was obvious Virgil had done his best to bind an injured arm at some point. Dirt and grim blurred the blue of his uniform.

Virgil himself was clearly only barely on his feet. He was swaying where he stood, blood dripping down the side of his face. The flamethrower was a makeshift mass of steel canister and pipes, very much slapped together in a hurry.

His brother’s engineer brains in every line.

Gordon was looking at John for direction - he had command.

“Virgil?” John’s kept his voice quiet and gentle. “Virgil, we want to help. I want to help.”

Virgil turned towards John and peered at him as if he was trying to see through smoke. “Johnny?”

“Yes. You’re safe now. I-“

“No! No! Not again. Not again!” And John had to throw himself to the ground again as the flamethrower lit up, Virgil yelling incoherently at the top of his lungs.

TBC

[sinner-sunflower]

Another SPN fic idea (ugh I need to stop coming up with so many ideas and start writing them fr)

You guys know that start of the Nogitsune Stiles arc? With Scott being woken up by a call from Stiles who doesn't know where he is and thinks he sleptwalk somewhere?

That but with Sam in Stanford.

Let me know what you guys think of this! Trying to practice writing in the proper fic format yakmnow

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Dean is exhausted from a nasty ghoul hunt he and John just did for the past week. He's in dream land until his phone vibrates. Groggily, he looks at the screen and jolts up upon seeing who it was.

Sam.

He clicks the button on instinct and puts it to this ear. Sam has been in Stanford for a year now and they haven't really talked since he left. Despite what animosity they have, Dean will always answer Sam's calls. (Even if he thinks Sam won't do the same for him)

"Hey, Sammy. What's- uh- what's up?"

Dean cringes at the stutter but he can't take it back now. He waits for Sam to say something but nothing. He frowns, concern bubbling in his stomach.

He's only met with silence and a bit of static.

"Sam."

There's heavy breathing now and sobbing?

"Sammy, you there?"

The silence on the other end is only making the hairs on Dean's neck stand up. Then, Sam' voice came through, but it was different—shaky, scared, almost unrecognizable.

"D-Dean?"

Okay, now he's really awake. His brother's tone instantly bolt upright, his senses going into overdrive, ready to go to Sam like he can teleport miles away. "Hey, yeah, I'm here. Can you hear me??"

"Dee, I- I don't know where I am. I don't know how I got here." A laboured breath. "I think I was sleepwalking."

Dean's mind is on overdrive but he needs to keep calm and ask the right questions.

"Okay, okay. Can you see anything? Just tell me what you see."

"It's uh- It's dark. It's hard to see. I think there's something wrong with my-"

The phone call drops and Dean scrambles to redial his brother. He's vaguely aware he's breathing erratically and on the way to a panic attack but he grounds himself.

"Hey-"

"Sam!-"

"This is Sam. Sorry, I'm busy. Leave a mess-"

Dean hangs up and dials again.

"Hey, this is Sa-"

He lets out a frustrated 'fuck!' and tries again.

"Come on. Come on!"

Just as he was about to call Sam again, Sam's caller ID is back and he answers with urgency.

"Sam!"

"Dean, I don't think I can get out of here. I can't move." His brother is speaking faster now which only fuels Dean's panic.

"Where are you, Sam??"

"I don't know." Sam's voice shakes and his breathing only sounds like it's getting heavier every second. "I mean- It's too dark, I can't see much. But something's wrong with my leg. It's stuck on something. It- I think it's bleeding."

Oh god, Dean's about to pass out. His heart is going a million miles per hour.

"How bad? Sammy, how bad is it?!"

There was another long pause, and Dean could almost hear Sam wrestling with the fear that was threatening to consume him.

"Sam! Are you there?! Can you hear me?!"

"Oh god, something smells down here. Something smells terrible. It's brutal, my eyes are watering." His brother cries out. "Oh please, Dean, come find me. Please."

Dean’s chest tightened at the plea. He had never heard Stiles sound so vulnerable, so broken.

"Sammy, just hold on I-"

"Dee, I gotta call you back. I gotta turn it off-" Sam says in a sudden hurry.

"What? No- hey, wait-"

"I'm gonna call you right ba-"

"Hold on, Sam wait-" Sam hanged up on him. "Shit!"

The line went dead, and he didn’t waste another second. Grabbing his jacket, he bolted out of the room to where his Dad is, his mind already racing with possibilities.

"Dad!" Guns. Keys. Knives. "Dad! Get up! Fuck! Dad!"

John comes barreling through his room, swinging the door open, eyes on high alert of the possible thing his son is screaming bloody murder on.

"What's wrong, Dean?"

"It's Sammy. We're leaving." He tosses a duffel of guns towards his dad and just keeps on going, not pausing for a second.

"Woah woah. What's wrong with your brother?"

Only then does he take a breather. He looks at his dad in poorly hidden anguish and shit! He's about to start crying.

"I don't know."

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They are driving close to a hundred miles per hour. Thank fuck it's ass o'clock in the morning so there are no other cars or traffic but even in this speed, they won't be able to get to Palo Alto for atleast 4 hours. Dean has the gas touching the floor.

'I can make it in two for Sammy.'

His phone rings again and he puts it on speaker for John to hear.

"Sam!"

"Dee... Are you coming?" Sam's voice is low and quiet but still clearly distraught.

"Yeah. I'm with Dad. We're coming to find you. Can you figure out where you are? Try to find something to tell us where to look." His dad scoots closer, hands hovering near the wheel in fear of Dean losing control.

Stiles’ breath hitched. "A basement? Some kind o- some kind of basement?"

John decides to pipe up now. "In a house, kiddo?"

"No no. It's bigger. Like industrial. It's cold, it's freezing." Sam finally managed. "I gotta turn- I gotta turn the phone off, guys. It's gonna die." He suddenly adds with a desperate edge.

"Wait wait wait. What else is there, Sammy? What do you see?" Dean needs to keep talking to Sam keeps talking.

"Phone's dying! I can't talk!" A pause. "...I have to go." Sam said in barely a whisper. "Please."

He and his dad strained to listen, trying to catch any background noise that might give them a clue about where Sam was. But there was nothing—just the low, shaky sound of his brother's breathing.

“Sammy,” Dean asked, his voice full of concern, “why are you whispering?”

There was a pause, and Dean could almost feel the tension in the air. When Sam finally spoke, his voice was trembling with fear.

“...Because I think there’s someone in here with me.”

[lovelyinconsistentices]

➴ 𝚂𝙲𝙾𝚃𝚃 𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙶𝚁𝙸𝙼

I really want to do some Scott Pilgrim takes off writing requests, but I'm anxious to write so let's try to get rid of such anxiety! Please request as much as you want, I'll make a list of characters I'll write for now as there are some I feel like I wouldn't write well enough or need to read more about to get more of a feel for their character. I write for all genders and I'll write for poc readers as well, any ideas you want for the reader to be like are welcome!

➴ 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴.

⸙ Fluff and Angst, any genres really. I've rarely written angst but want to write it, so I'll try my best!

⸙ Poc readers, do note that I am not poc but I will make sure to do my research before writing. I have a few tumblers I know of that I will use for helping me write poc readers, I'm sure my friend would also be glad to help educate me as well! Criticism and feedback are welcome. ^^

⸙ Readers of all gender, but it depends on the character I'm writing for. If a character is canonically gay please do not request for something romance based with that character if you're the opposite gender as I'm not comfortable with that, an example would be Wallace Wells.

⸙ You can suggest all kinds of things for how you want the reader to be, occupation, hobbies, aesthetics/styles, food taste, personality type, whatever you want and I'll do my best to write it.

⸙ I will write headcannons, prompts and fics!

⸙ I'm more used to writing in third person but I know most reader fics are in second-person, so I'll write a second-person version and third-person version! This is the same for genders, if I really like a fic. I'll write multiple versions for the gender, following the same plot or prompt but with noticable differences.

⸙ This is for anons, if you'd like to claim an emoji or an assortment of such you can just let me know and I'll keep it reserved. Might make an anon page as well!

⸙ I've been thinking about making a Scott Pilgrim OC and writing about them, would you like to read about them? If you do end up liking them I'd love to write x readers with them and stuff, just let me know. (Just something I wanted to mention!)

➴ 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴.

⸙ I will not write nsfw, it's just I don't think I'd be very good at writing it and I'm uncomfortable. Maybe in the future but for now please do not request nsfw from me, there could be mentions of certain things or hints at it. I'm perfectly fine with it, as long as it's subtle.

⸙ No incest, huge ages gaps, or anything of the sort. I don't expect any requests like that but just to be careful!

➴ 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂

ˏˋ ╎𝙼𝙰𝙸𝙽

𝚂𝙲𝙾𝚃𝚃 𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙶𝚁𝙸𝙼

Not a big fan of Scott, but I'll still write for him. Who knows maybe I'll make a reader who's a Scott hater for shits and giggles, I have Idea's for an oc and If I do write about him you'll see a lot of him taking jabs at Scott and questioning why Ramona even likes him.

𝚁𝙰𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙰 𝙵𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁𝚂

I have a lot of ideas, like perhaps a reader being an evil ex and stuff. I guess that could be spoilers for my oc, since I'm making him an ex! I also want to write a fic with the reader helping Ramona dye her hair and enjoying tea while doing so.

𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙻𝚂

I'll definitely write for Wallace and do my best to portray him, as stated I'll only do romance for male and ftm readers. I could make fics with a female reader that are extremely platonic, friends and stuff. Or a sister reader, maybe Wallace having a sister who loves gossiping with Stacy and Wallace!

ˏˋ ╎𝚂𝙴𝚇 𝙱𝙾𝙱-𝙾𝙼𝙱

𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙿𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻𝚂

I read something and saw how Stephen ends up getting a boyfriend in the novels, so I don't know if he's gay or bisexual since he dated Julie last time I checked. I've seen comments about him being gay, so male and ftm readers only!

𝙺𝙸𝙼 𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙴

Her and Roxy kissing was woah, agh I love them both. I really want to write a drummer reader that could perhaps have some time of rivalry with her, an enemies to lovers fic.

𝚈𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙶 𝙽𝙴𝙸𝙻

I have some cute idea's, I can't wait to write him along with everyone else. I feel like he'd be the type to see someone and fall in love with them instantly, like perhaps reader is in a rival band and they're really good. He's instantly amazed by their skills and finds himself developing a crush on them!

𝙺𝙽𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚄

I'd love to write for her, lots of cute fluff and things of the sort. Especially like helping her paint her nails, sleepovers and gossiping, arcade dates and things of the sort!

ˏˋ ╎𝙴𝚅𝙸𝙻 𝙴𝚇𝙴𝚂

𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚆 𝙿𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙻

Agh, Matthew! I'd love to write for him, I have some idea's. Like reader being an assistant and trying to do their best to help Matthew balance all this work that has now fallen into his hands because he did not think about all the responsibilities to come before he defeated Gideon, ooh also reader who was a band kid and matches Matthews energy!

𝙻𝚄𝙲𝙰𝚂 𝙻𝙴𝙴

I'm scared I might not write him good enough, mainly for dialogue. But I do want to write for Lucas, I might only write for him when requested for a bit until I get more of a feel for his dialogue as well character, and once I get confident enough to write him!

𝚃𝙾𝙳𝙳 𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙼

Our favorite Vegan boy, I'd love to write for him. Maybe, something like Reader helping him after the realization of what happened with Wallace. Having to comfort him and stuff, also could have Reader as a band mate or something!

𝙴𝙽𝚅𝚈 𝙰𝙳𝙰𝙼𝚂

Could we possibly consider her an evil ex? I decided to put her in this category because of that but anyways, but yes I'll write for her! Envy is so muah, had anyone seen that one image with the two girls doing each other's makeup. Envy sitting on top of Reader's and doing their makeup, or the other way around. Agh, I find that just so cute!

𝚁𝙾𝚇𝚈 𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚁

Female readers for romance only, but I'd love to write for her and omg can't wait. I'm so excited, I don't have a lot of ideas but I'm sure some will come to me for her.

𝙺𝚈𝙻𝙴 & 𝙺𝙴𝙽 𝙺𝙰𝚃𝙰𝚈𝙰𝙽𝙰𝙶𝙸

I want to write for Kyle and Ken so much, sadly we don't get enough screentime for the two but still I'm gonna write as much as I can for the twins. I read something about how the twins don't like doing things separately or being separated after what happened with Ramona so that gave me some Idea's, maybe having a reader they can finally trust.

Definitely will write separate fics for Kyle and Ken where they meet the reader, and after a while come to trust them as well develop feelings. I'll also happily do fics for both of the twins and reader pairing, strictly platonic fluff. Ooh, maybe an older or younger sibling that they're very protective of!

𝙶𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙾𝙽 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴𝚂

Before he lost everything version. My favorite and I'm sure a lot of others favorite evil mastermind, I have some ideas and would love to write about him. He grew to be my favorite in the show, as for the movie it was Matthew who was my first favorite ex along with Roxy. I've been loving all of the exes even more lately, especially the twins. So I can't wait to write for all of them!

ˏˋ ╎𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂

𝙶𝙾𝚁𝙳𝙾𝙽 𝙶𝙾𝙾𝚂𝙴

After loosing everything and meeting Julie again. So I have him twice on this list but that's because Gideon ends up using his old name again, leaving the fake alias behind. So I decided to have the version of him before that and after!

𝙹𝚄𝙻𝙸𝙴 𝙿𝙾𝚆𝙴����𝚂

The anime giving us more of Julie was everything, she's so agh and I'd happily write for her if there's people out there who would want oneshots for her!

𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙲𝙴𝚈 𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙶𝚁𝙸𝙼

We don't get a lot of Stacey last time I checked, but she's quite lovely. I love the idea of her and reader gossiping, maybe reader being her coworker. Or Reader being a Pilgrim sibling and the two love poking fun at Scott as well gossiping, platonic fluff!

𝙰𝙻𝙻

Oneshots, headcannons and things of the sort for all the characters. I'll also be posting oneshots and things of the sort with the separate groups in the future, like reader hanging out with Sex Bob-omb or The league of evil exes. Things like that.

Please let me know if I'm missing anyone or there's any characters I might not have and you want to request them, I have not read the graphic novels as of now as I don't have the money to buy them but in the future I definitely will when I get the chance! (Also, if there's any spelling errors. My apologies!)

[monimccoythings]

Mama Wolf

Woah, I've been wanting to write f!Logan since I first saw a drawing about her. She is so butch and gruff and dreamy... And I love the fics where Logan is a dad.

tags: f!Logan and m!reader, pregnancy, Logan has animal traits, a bit of nsfw, chaotic pregnancy because Logan has a very nasty temper. Logan can be a bitch to anyone but you.

It wasn't really a surprise when you two saw the two lines on the pregnancy test. Given how horny and hormonal she had been lately.

Logan had many animalistic traits, her senses were as sharp as the deadliest predator, which was great for tracking missions. But that biological advantage also involved having to deal with less practical animal traits like heats that stroke twice a year.

Oh, you were always so eager for those times of the year, she was unsatiable. You barely could keep up, almost coupling to the point of exhaustion, but you would gladly die just to be buried between her legs one more time.

At first, she didn't know how to react. Her? a mother? Fucking Godzilla had more maternal instincts than her. But you knew better.

Despite her gruffiness and callous exterior, despite how annoyed she seemed to get with the younger mutants, deep down inside her was buried the urge and need to protect them at any costs. There was zero doubt in your mind that Logan would make an excellent mother to your child.

The first months were hard, morning sickness didn't go easy on her, and given her extra sensitive nose, any smell could really send her crawling towards the toilet with you tailing close to gently rub her back.

If anybody at the mansion thought that regular Logan was short tempered and harsh, they just hadn't met a hormonal pregnant Logan. Her already volatile temper grew in unison with her belly. Everything seemed to set her off, claws out and fangs ready to tear anyone and anything apart; some lights were too bright, some whispers where too loud, her highly developed senses were constantly going overdrive and it was driving her insane.

Despite the hormonal changes, Logan did not cry, ever. She would rather vent her pent up frustrations as she had always done: through alcohol. When Hank told her she wouldn't be able to smoke or drink for the entirety of the pregnancy, she threw an epic fit that left the medbay unusable for weeks. Only your reassuring presence and gentle kisses were enough to soothe her down.

When she started showing, Logan also felt the need to start nesting. Soon your shared bed had become a bundle of clothes, cushions, sheets and towels. She reluctantly told you that she felt calmer if she was constantly surrounded by scents that reminded her of you.

The first time she felt her baby kick Logan was stomping through the mansion, in one of her moods. It was so sudden that for a couple of seconds she didn't know what to do, her anger long forgotten. With trembling hands she slowly caressed her belly, afraid that if she made any sudden movement, the magic of the moment would be lost. That was when reality hit her like a ton of bricks. She was going to be a mom, she was going to build a family with you, her partner. That was really happening. Logan was at loss for words, but surprisingly, she didn't feel anxious, in fact, she felt extremely happy.

Logan found herself becoming more protective of her cub as the months passed, always with a hand on her swollen belly and the other arm extended, just in case she needed to use her claws. The animal in her only recognizing you as a non-threat towards the baby.

Don't think that just because she is with child she will want to stop training in the danger room or working out at the gym. She wants to keep herself in shape in case someone attacks the mansion. It takes a lot of convincing on your part (and Hank's, Charles', Jean's, Scott's....) to make her take it easier.

During the third trimester of the pregnancy Logan was more than done with feeling so swollen and out of control of her own body. Everything ached, everything sucked and she was hornier than ever. And believe me, if she gets horny, nothing will stop her from feeling satisfied. She will shove you against the bed, with impressive strength for a pregnant woman; well, this is Logan we are talking about, and have her way with you. Not that you're complaining obviously, your main concern is that she doesn't overdo it and accidentally harms the child.

It was a hard pregnancy for everyone involved, but specially Logan. It pained you to see her so uncomfortable, knowing there was little you could do to help her feel better. Yet you did everything you could to take that weight of her shoulders.

Everynight, when you two laid together in the safety of your improvised nest, with a hand on her swollen belly and her nose nuzzling your neck, you knew that you would die a thousand deaths and endure the cruelest of tortures just to hold the woman you loved in your arms and feel your baby moving inside her.

[jackfrombaskinrobbins]

adopting a pet with the avengers!

type of writing: headcanons / scenario

word count: 911

request: yes / no

original request: hello good fellow. can you do a headcanon set on adopting a pet with the avengers? thanks

dynamic: avengers x teen!reader (teenage avenger series)

characters: mainly tony stark, scott lang, reader, peter parker, harley keener, miles morales, and bruce banner!

a/n: bucky + alpine = fave duo ever. OK maybe natasha & liho too. and clint and lucky. there are so many good pets already in marvel (usually just comics tho smh) so i had some stuff to go off of. THANK YOU FOR THIS REQUEST i loved writing it <3

taglist: @nutellani @thecloudedmind

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you had been BEGGING tony to let you get another pet

bc a few of them already lived at the tower

lucky, liho, and alpine

but you wanted a dog.

not just any dog

specifically a puppy 

and miles, peter & harley were on ur side

especially harley bc he rly wanted a dog

so one day when tony got rly tired of y’all asking him, he came up with an idea

“tell you what. how about you kids make a petition. if you can get a decent amount of signatures, i’ll consider getting you a puppy.”

and that was good with u!!

i mean u were all taking government class at midtown so this was gonna be easy

the first person you went to was scott

bc he’s scott, he wasn’t gonna have an issue with a puppy right

right?????

but when you asked him, he seemed kind of sad for some reason.

and when you asked him why?

“well, it’s just… i don’t want my ants to feel left out.”

“scott, i don’t think they would feel left out. you love those things more than anything!”

“yeah.. you’re right. ant-onio banderas won’t be mad right? or ant-ibacterial? oh, hopefully if they’re mad, it won’t be permen-ANT!!!”

you got the signature and left asap because once scott says one pun he takes like hours to figure out another

love him though

so next you went to clint

and he was more than happy to sign!!

bc ofc lucky would love a little friend

and natasha was there too

she was a little more hesitant bc liho is rly sweet but kinda skittish

but you convinced her because you told her how cute it would be if they loved each other & like you could get the cute stock photos of a dog & a cat together or something

thor was totally on board

because he’s thor ofc

and thor loves puppies

“y/n, this is so exciting! i remember when i got my first pet!! well, it turned out to be loki in disguise. it was still very exciting, though!!”

oh btw miles and peter signed 

they were ur first signatures!!!!!!

next up was sam, bucky, and steve

and you and harley decided you needed a little extra push to convince them

so you made a powerpoint presentation. 

and it was awesome

like you may have used every single available transition

twice

maybe three times each

like i said it was awesome

maybe a little excessive

but awesome!!!

steve kept making you go back a slide because he was taking notes

TAKING NOTES

what a nerd, am i right???

jk we love steve rogers in this house

anyways then they deliberated

and they made you and harley go stand outside the room

it literally felt like shark tank you guys

well not the standing outside while they decide but still

but they signed it yippee!!!!

bruce and wanda signed quickly too

especially bruce was really excited

i feel like he would totally be a dog person 

like he prob had a puppy when he was young that he really loved

you even went over to the sanctum sanctorum to get stephen and wong to sign it!!!

and they did!!!

well wong did

and then he forged strange’s signature for you

wong supremacy fr

you were on a roll

you got aunt may to sign it. you got phil coulson to sign it (pretend he’s alive oml sry yall) you got maria hill to sign it.

hell, nick fury even signed it!!!!

so you took it back to tony

and he was like 

“woah this is a lot more than i expected”

AND SO HE TOOK YOU TO GET A PUPPY!!

and y’all

you and peter, harley, and miles found the cutest one

a little german shepard 

w like the floppy ears & stuff?

oml he was so cute

tony kept saying his named was tony jr

but you told him no

but he kept saying it

ok, live in ur fantasy world ig stark!!!!

jk love him

anyways you named him max!!!

bc yes!!!!

and you took him back to the tower

thor was really excited and max like totally loved him from the start fr

any time he liked ripped up the furniture or smth thor would just hold him with one hand and take him around

but he was happy so he was like wagging his tail and stuff

sam and bucky looked like they didn’t like the dog at first

but then alpine was like obsessed with it and so bucky had to like him

and max kept sitting on sam and licking him

and he was like “omg stop”

but he was laughing so you knew you were good

tony and bruce even built a little spot for max in the lab

and a bunch of like cool toys for him

max was the perfect dog for y’all bc like he loved everyone and everyone loved him

every night he slept in a new room & he loved to play 

he ran with y’all too when you had to run so it was way more fun

suddenly dr strange was over at the tower a lot more…

he’s such a softie

and scott loved him too they were best friends

tony was just proud of himself for “teaching you to be good citizens”

HAHAHA

dw y’all he loved the dog too

just trust that max is the most spoiled dog EVER!!

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[crazyk-imagine]

Past Fights and Bloodlines

Pairing: Danny Williams x McGarrett!reader, Steve McGarrett x McGarrett!reader (Cousins)

Characters: McGarrett!reader (Cousin), Steve McGarrett, Danny Williams, Chin Ho Kelly, Kono Kalakaua

Warnings: Fluff, hehe I love this so much, Danny and reader met once years ago, I am hinting at the one wresting movie Scott Caan did in the early 2000′s, why was this so much fun to write?, this is purely Hawaii Five-0 crack, Steve acting more like an older brother than he does a cousin, reader wants Danny for herself and Steve can’t stop you, ignore Chin’s one semi cringey comment (no regrets)

Word Count: 1,382

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"There's a fight in town," Steve brings up out of nowhere as you mess with the items on his desk. 

"And?" 

He watches you, wondering why you’re not as enthused as him. "And? I'm asking if my favorite cousin wants to go." 

You glance up at him with furrowed brows. "Steve, I'm you're only cousin." 

He rolls his eyes. "So, you wanna go or not?" 

"I never said no. Let's go." You push yourself out of your chair. 

"It's not for another three hours." 

You spin around to stare at him, holding the back of the chair. "Yeah, I know. You're treating me to dinner before we go." 

"Oh, am I?" 

"You dragged me here for a case, the least you can do is take me to dinner." 

"I like her," Danny smiles, standing in the doorway of Steve's office. 

"Shut up, Danno." 

You take a step away from the chair and smile at your cousin's partner. "Thank you, Daniel." 

"Danny," he corrects you. 

"Daniel sounds better, I'll use Danny for when you're in trouble. Don't cross me." 

He nods and looks away from you. "Don't cross you, got it." 

"Now if you'll excuse us. Steven and I are going to dinner and then go to the fight." 

"Ooh, where you guys going?" 

"Don't know," you shrug. "You wanna come. He's paying." 

Steve stands up, trying to chime in. "He doesn't-" 

"I'd love to. Thank you for inviting me." 

"We have much to talk about." 

"Yes, yes we do." He holds his arm out, gesturing for you to go out first. 

"Thank you." 

"Of course, I'm not an animal." 

"No, you are not. You're more polite than some people." 

Danny smirks as you two walk by Chin and Kono. 

Steve exits his office and mutters to himself. "I'm going to regret this, aren't I?" 

"Not at all, boss," Kono pats his shoulder. 

"It's going to be an entertaining night for you," Chin adds. 

"I don't like you two right now." 

"That's okay. We still love you, big Kuhuna." 

Steve shakes his head and jogs out of the room, needing to catch up to you two before more bonding happens. 

-

"I'll be back, do either of you want a beer or something?" You ask. 

Steve nods, giving you, his order. 

"No thank you. I'd like to be able to get through story time without any issues." 

You nod. "I'll be back." 

It takes you a few minutes before you make it to the seats. "Oh sorry. Excuse me. Coming through." You managed to get on the opposite side from where the others were and sigh, walking back towards them. 

"Sorry, excuse me." You start walking down the aisle. "Excuse me." 

You're three people away from your crew. 

"I finally made- woah." 

Danny places his hands on your waist, preventing you from bumping into him and him into you. 

You smile at him, "thank you, Daniel." 

"No problem." 

"Steve, your drink." 

Once you get situated, you begin to relax. 

You scream and shout for the wrestler you want to win, which makes Danny raise a brow. Not entirely expecting you to be so into it. 

You enjoy yourself until someone bumps into you, spilling your food. "Hey, jerkwad." 

The guy turns around and shrugs you off. 

"You spill my food; you pay for another." 

"You're the one that was in my way." 

"Are you serious?" 

"Go bug someone else lady." 

"Oh, you-" 

Danny grabs you and pulls you back before you can attack the rude guy as Steve steps forward, taking care of the situation. "Let's not hurt the guy, no matter how rude he was and sit back down." 

"I don't even care that he bumped into me, and I spilled my food. It's the price. I paid for Steve's beer and my small snack which is now on the floor-" 

"I know. How about this, after the match. I take you out to get something to make up for his jerky behavior." 

You spin around in his arms, staring at him for a few seconds. "I think we can arrange that, and I promise I won't keep you for long since you have story time tonight." 

"I appreciate that." 

"Then it's a date." 

"A- a date?" 

You think he doesn't want to go on a date with you, making you rethink your question. "Not a date?" 

"No, no. I never said that." 

"Good, I think we'll have a good time."

-

"Why're you so happy?" Steve asks you as you step inside. 

"No reason. I'm going to bed. Night." 

"No, no. Get back here and tell me why Danny just pulled out of my driveway." 

"I was on a date." 

"You are not allowed to date coworkers." 

"I can date whoever I want. It's not like any of you have ever followed that rule." 

"This is different-" 

"Why? Because I'm your family and you don't want William’s blood to taint the McGarrett bloodline if we ever get that far." 

"Oh, gross!" 

"Grow up, Steven. He's going to be coming around a lot more, whether you like it or not." 

-

Danny texted you saying he's here. 

You walk down the stairs with a pep in your step as you stand in front of the door, fixing your hair (Danny does the same). "Hi, Daniel." 

"How many times am I going to tell you to call me Danny." 

"Every day, if you'd like." 

"Oh, is that right?" He smirks. 

"Come on in. I'm about to make coffee. You want some?" 

"I would, thank you." He barely takes his eyes off you as you close the door. 

“You’re really into the fight, when- uh- when that’d happen?” 

You shrug, “I’ve always been into wrestling.” 

“You reminded me of this one time; I went when I was a teenager, and I took this guy I knew years ago. We sat next to this girl who was basically like you were yesterday and then my friend came back and bumped into her, spilling everything she got all over the lap.” 

“The same thing happened to me. My family and I just moved to this one town and my dad was working while mom was doing her thing in the navy. I was having a bad day and I- wrestling was my only out. I never participated in it but watching it was my escape. Anyway, this dumbass came around and bumped into me. His friend pulled him away before I could, well, do anything.” 

“Oh, really?” He asks with interest. “The girl my friend ran into reached over me and socked him. I think-” 

That reminds you of the scar on your hand. “Yeah, and I ripped my knuckle on his braces.” 

“- She ripped her knuckle on his braces.” 

Your eyes widen. “Holy.” 

“Wow.” 

You clap your hands together. "How about breakfast?" 

"Are you cooking?" 

"Steve's not back from his run yet, so it'll be me cooking." 

"I'll accept." 

You push him away, letting him settle on top of the counter on the side of the stove. "How about you make the coffee and I work on breakfast?" 

"Deal." 

"Do you know how the coffee machine works?" 

"I think I can figure it out." 

"Great, you get started on the coffee and I'll do my thing." 

Steve locks the door behind him and opens his mouth to call out for you, only to hear laughter coming from the kitchen. He rolls his eyes and wanders to the kitchen. "I don't like this." 

"Too bad. He's hot and I like him." 

"Please don't ever say that again." 

"No, please say it again. I'm what?" Danny smiles at you. 

"You're hot and I like you." 

"Thank you. You, yourself look phenomenal." 

"You're such a charmer." 

"I'm going to the office before I need to bleach my eyes." 

"Okay, just hope we don't need to bleach the kitchen." 

Danny's eyes widen and his jaw drops. 

You cover his mouth and quietly shush him. "Go along with it," you whisper. 

"If I smell even a drop of-" 

"Go away, Steve." He shakes his head and walks out of his house, trying to erase any kind of traumatic vision you put in his mind. 

"Did you figure out the coffee machine?" 

"I think I broke it." 

"I'll buy him a new one later."

[piningpercussionist]

Sort of belated, but it's still applicable somewhere I'm sure- Happy Halloween!

My optimistic Halloween deadline for chapter one of the werewolf fic has clearly not gone to plan, but it will be here soon! Like, before the week is out, if not tomorrow. And with a similar time frame, you all may receive photos of my Halloween costume this year! (It was Kim, if I hadn't stated that somewhere already; I just wasn't able to dye my hair for day, so I'll be taking better photos once that's done.)

The cover for chapter one is nearly done, and I was considering finishing and posting it before midnight came and went, but alas... instead, for the curious who just can't wait, here's a teaser!

And a bit of writing for you, although I want to note really quickly that I'm taking this but from the first draft on my phone and NOT the final cut. So there may be some tweaks in this passage when you see it in the coming days 👍

     After a moment of whirrs and chaotic sound, the signal came clear through, filling the room with the station's jaunty little opener as the host returned from break.

     "Welcome back, Toronto! Let's go ahead and recap today's forcast for those just tuning in: it's a brisk March morning out there today, be sure to wear a coat if you're headed out- and if you plan to be out late, be prepared for some snow later this afternoon or early tonight. Traffic reports seem to-" Kim listens as he drones on, mostly just keeping an ear out for anything along her route. Hearing nothing of the sort, she finishes her coffee and sets down the mug, stretching her arms up and back over her head. She fights a yawn and a wince as she does so, nearly biting her tongue at the pain she sparks stretching a bit too far. The ache spreads down her shoulders and back as she lets out a soft sigh, trying not to feel irritated with herself.

     Eventually, she gets up to set her mug in the sink, intending to wash it before heading out- but as her hand reaches for the faucet, the broadcast catches her attention once more, causing her to stop and listen.

     "In other news, there was apparently a rather gruesome display found in the Albion Hills Conservation Park early this morning. The bodies of several animals, primarily deer from what has been found so far, have been cropping up over the past few months in what seems to be the spree of some large, wild canine, experts warn. Attempts were made to track the creature, but so far all trails have turned cold. The park is still open, but caution has been advised if you're planning on camping in the area. Joining us now is-"

     The man's voice continues to drone on as Kim quietly sets the mug down in the sink, gripping the edge of the counter while Neil lets out a short whistle. "Wow. They're finally addressing it on the news, huh? Wonder how bad it must've been."

     Scott's puzzled voice rings out, a touch of fear in his tone. "Uh, addressing what? What's happening?"

     "You haven't heard? Last year or so, there's been this really strange string of animal deaths all around Toronto- people think they're connected."

     "Woah, really?"

     "Yeah. Some even say it's a werewolf." Neil leaned forward a little as he put emphasis on the term, lifting his hands up to mime ears atop his head.

      "How come I hadn't heard about this?"

     "Kind of a grim subject, man. Who'd want to talk about it? Besides, you have heard about it before. It's kind of a hot topic these days." Stephen's chair scrapes against the floor as he pushes back from the table; Kim scoots a little to the side and tries to school her expression, knowing he'll be heading towards her with his dishes.

     "What?! When? I feel like I'd remember that!"

     Thinking fast, Kim tries to put on her best shit starting grin, turning to address Scott. "Scott, you wouldn't remember it if the thing had leapt out of the bushes and bit you. The empty-headedness with which you float through life is fascinating, really."

     Stephen and Neil chuckle a little at that, adding to the intensity of Scott's frown. Crossing his arms, he scoffs, leaning back in his chair as he mutters to himself. "I'd totally remember if it'd done that- 'cause I would've kicked its butt, whatever it is..."

     Stephen shakes his head as he sets his things in the sink, reaching to turn the faucet on. He rolls up his sleeves as he lets the water run for a moment, looking at Kim out of the corner of his eye. "Hey, don't you have work today?"

     She nods once in response, thankful for the out, even though she didn't need it. She pushes herself away from the counter and makes her way out of the kitchen, throwing up a hand to wave on her way passed. "Try not to do anything fatally stupid- we've got band practice tomorrow."

     As she's slipping the strap of her bag over her head, she's pretty sure she hears Scott start to say something- but she doesn't have the time for it, genuinely; she's out the door and into the frosty air, taking in a deep and greedy breath to shock the senses. She lets herself have just a second to herself- then, she's off, brisk gait sure to have her sufficiently warmed against the chill by the time she reaches the video store.

So, yeah! Just a little sliver for ya. But again, barring anymore interruptions to my workflow, chapter one should be posted within a week! (And if it takes any longer than that, it'll be nearly double the length, probably, because it'll mean I've finished off the last chunk of what I'd originally plotted as chapter one.) Anyhow, if you're all the way down here reading this still, I feel like you might deserve another Treat for this Hallows Eve... hm....

Well, it's not open open yet, but if you want, you can check out the blog I've got reserved for all this! It will be an ask blog... I'm still workshopping the rules, but please: BEFORE YOU FOLLOW IT, READ THIS ⬇️⬇️⬇️

!! Blog Content Warning !!

This blog may contain the use of slurs, (drawn) gore or descriptions of gore, sexual content, animal death, and even possible character death. All content will have the appropriate tags and community labels, to the best of my ability.

Read that? Well, don't say I didn't warn you. You can check out a sort of Meh playlist and even prod around for some old pages I'll likely be removing or altering on proper launch (if you're on desktop, anyway,) at @lycanthropicdrunkenloner

Hope everyone had a great night! I'm gonna go eat and get Sloshed now lol 🤘

[sockiess]

I'm so happy someone is finally writing for Scott <3

Could you right having a your first kiss with him and being real nervous and he's being his awkward little self and trying to guide you through it- eventually learning you have a natural talent for it.

i wish you could’ve seen my reaction to this

anon i don’t know who you are but i’m gonna give you a big ole smooch

So kiss me

Warnings: none! :)

“You’re so pretty” Scott said cupping my cheek. “Shut up” I said hiding my face in his hand. “No you are” he said smiling while pushing a piece of hair behind my ear.

“Have you ever been kissed?” he asked rubbing my cheek with his thumb. “..no” I said blushing. “Can I change that” Scott replied softly. “of course..but you might have to teach me” I replied nervously.

“okay..yeah I can do that” he said softly while a faint blush painted his cheeks “I’m just going to put your bottom lip between mine” he said smiling while pulling me closer. I closed my eyes while he pulled my lips to his. I don’t want to sound cliché but I’m being serious when I say i felt sparks.

“woah” Scott said he pulling away “are you sure you’ve never kissed anyone?” he said out of breath. “You don’t have to pretend that i’m good at kissing.” I said running my fingers through his hair. “I’m not kidding” he said through chuckles “i’m being serious that’s the best kiss i’ve ever had.” he said before kissing me again this time with more passion.

“gotta get you on a talent show or kissing contest baby..win us some money.” he said making me burst out in laughter while nuzzling my face into his neck

I hope you like it! if there is anything you want me to change or add please tell me!!🫶