Trying To Study - Theo Raeken

Trying To Study - Theo Raeken

Theo Raeken x Fem!reader

Warnings: suggestive

Word count: 408

Summary: Reader trying to Study but Theo isn’t helping, so she gives him an incentive.

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Y/n and Theo were just sitting around her room after school got out. They were suppose to be studying but of course like Y/n thought when Theo suggested the idea, he wouldn’t last long.

“Theo” Y/n mumbled under her breath trying to focus as he climbed up on the bed to sit behind her.

“Hmmm” Theo hummed in acknowledgment

“Please” Y/n giggled as Theo started to nip at her neck playfully.

“Please what? Cause’ please’ could be the start of something or the end of something else.” Theo asked against her neck. He knew that he was distracting her. That’s his goal.

Y/n sighed reluctantly “As much as I hate to say this, but the second option.”

Theo huffed, not mad but he did hope it would’ve been easy to get her to stop studying. “Awww, come on.”

“Theo we have a big chemistry quiz tomorrow and I need to study.”She smiled at him disappointed that they couldn’t continue on with what he was trying to start.

“We have chemistry. Study us.” Theo tryed one last time. Although he couldn’t help but laugh at what he said.

“Theo! You should be studying to.” Y/n laughed shaking her head. He could be so cheesy sometimes. But in all honesty, she loves it. Proves he’s changed.

Theo smirked moving down to kiss her shoulder, moving her shirt off her shoulder a little. “I am. I’m studying you.”

Y/n let out a breath before an idea came into her head. One that she knew Theo might go for. “If you study, and I mean actually study. I’ll give you an award.”

Theo hummed at the thought of her giving him an award. “Hmmm, what kind of award.” He asked lifting his head up from her shoulder to look at her and not be distracted.

“Your favorite kind.” Y/n smiled mischievously turning to look at him properly on the bed.

Theo smiled “and there’s the motivation.” He got up and walked over to his spot on the floor and picked up his textbook and notebook.

“An if you get a good grade on this quiz we can try that thing you’ve bee wanting to try for a while now.” Y/n added, smirking to herself when she heard him drop his pen in shock.

“Oh, you are so on.” Theo nodded determined now more than ever to get a good grade in school.

Personal Lighter - Logan/Wolverine

Logan x fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 355

Summary: Reader is personal lighter

Authors Note: lots of uses of the word ‘annoy’

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“Logan, do you really have to smoke inside?” the professor asked annoyed

“Yup” Logan replied letting out a puff of smoke as he spoke just to annoy the man further.

“I thought Scott took all your lighters?” Jean asked entering the room. Scott not that far behind.

“I did.” Scott stated crossing his arms in annoyance.

Everyone turned to look at the fire wielder in the room. John shook his head raising his hands. “Don’t look at me. I didn’t lend him mine.” They all still stared at him, so Pyro added. “And I didn’t light it for him with my powers either.”

“Then how did you light it?” the professor asked less annoyed now and more curious.

“That would be me.” a teenage girl sitting next to Logan rose her hand while speaking, looking between the mutants in the room.

“Who are you?” Scott asked confused and annoyed that they were still on the same subject.

“That’s Y/n. She...travels with me.” Logan stated leaning back against the couch.

Y/n smiled at the group of people around her. “I’m his friend, he just doesn’t like that F-word.”

“Haha.” Logan snarked back at her unimpressed.

“How did you light it for him? You have nothing on you.”Scott pointed out after observing her.

“Is he always this rude?” Y/n asked Logan while pointing towards Scott. Logan smirked, what could he say she’s a lot like him. “If you must know, I’m a mutant. An unlike Pyro over there I don’t need a lighter.” She smirked.

“So your mutation is fire?”Jean asked softly after resting her hand on Scott’s back to stop him from saying more.

“Well I can do ice to but I use fire the most.” Y/n smiled at the woman. No wonder Logan has a crush on her, she’s nice and he could use that she thought.

“Whys that?” Charles asked wheeling more into the room.

“Because I’m his personal lighter.” Y/n laughed, No one else really understands it but even Logan gave a laugh. It was their inside joke about her mutation and his bad habit.

When I read this doesn't the 2019 response sound dirtier then the 2004.

Like its rides up in the croutch

Vs

Tight around the ol webshooter

Spider-Man 2 (2004) | Spider-Man: Far From Home (2019)

Shy - Kai Parker

Kai x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 111

Summary: kai like ready and is shy around her 

Authors Note: basic and short sorry

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“Hey, hey” Kai stuttered entering the living the room ready  to go to 1903

“Hey Kai” Y/n smiled kindly at him.

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“So we’re paired up together.” Y/n spoke trying to make conversation with Kai while they wait for the others

“Ye-yeah” Kai nodded

“Ok.” she sighed hugging herself to keep warm before asking. “Why are you so shy around me?”

Kai looked over at her briefly before explaining “I’m nervous around you because I’ve never felt emotions before and around you my stomach feels, weird.”

Y/n smiled shyly at his confession “that means you like me.”

“Well that, I already knew.” Kai smirked which turned into a smile.

Touching You - Alex Summers/Havok

Alex Summers x Fem!reader

Warnings: Jean suggests that she thinks Alex might be controlling reader (he’s not though)

Word count: 411

Summary: Alex has some PTSD issues among other things and touching the reader in some way helps.

Authors Note: He’s actually not in this till the end and its quick. Also just FYI its the young X-Men

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“Hey” Jean greeted Y/n sitting next to her on the couch in the lounge room on the bottom part of the mansion.

“Hi” Y/n smiled greeting Jean back, putting her book down on the coffee table.

“So I have something to ask you.”Jean spoke hesitantly.

“Shoot” Y/n turned towards her on the couch bringing her leg up on the couch to be more comfortable.

“Don’t you find it odd how much Alex always seems to be touching you? Having a hand on you?” Jean asked her best friend nervously.

Y/n tilted her head in confusion. “Why would I find it odd?”

Jean sighed. “Because he ALWAYS has to have a hand on you somewhere. It seems a little obsessive.”

“It’s not like that.” Y/n laughed smiling lightly towards her redheaded friend.

“Then what’s it like?” Jean asked completely confused.

Y/n sighed, contemplating on if she should reveal the reason behind it or not. “Look if I tell you, you can not tell anyone else what I’m about to say. Ok?”

“Yeah…” Jean nodded in agreement to not tell anyone what she’s about to hear.

“The reason Alex and me are always holding hands, hugging, leaning into the other-”

“Touching.” Jean concluded.

Y/n nodded her head smiling. “Yeah, touching. The reason we’re always touching is because we’ve had a couple of really close calls on some missions. Which has left him with some really bad anxiety about losing me. So…” Giving her a sad smile at the thought of Alex in that state of mind. It hurt Y/n to know what went through his head occasionally.

JEan caught on and gave a look of realization. “... It’s reassurance that your there.”

“Yeah” Y/n confirmed

“Oh, wow.” Jean mumbled in shock. She definitely wasn’t thinking that, that could be the reason.

“Please don’t tell anyone. It’s not something he likes to talk about or let people know about. Kinda why it’s a silent gesture.” Y/n gave Jean a worried look. The thought of everyone knowing was nerve-racking.

“Yeah, yeah I won’t tell anyone.” Jean reassured her worried friend in front of her.

“Thank you.” Y/n thanked before feeling arms come around her.

“Hey” Alex mumbled into her neck. Kissing it.

“Hey” Y/n smiled, turning her head to see him. Jean watched the couple with a smile on her face and a fondness she doesn’t normally show. Happy her assumptions were wrong.

Police Station - Bruce Wayne (Jokers Daughter)

Joker x daughter reader

Harley Quinn x daughter reader

Bruce Wayne (savior) x Fem!reader

Warnings: bullying?

Word count: 1305

Summary: Jokers daughter Y/n has a school field trip to the Gotham City Police Station, and with her father’s reputation the cops aren’t exactly being welcoming towards her. But she has an unlikely savor from the situation.

Authors Note: Leto!Joker. This has been sitting around in a prompt book since 2016, so I’m glad to finally write it. Not how I pictured it would go when I wrote the prompt but i/m proud of how I did it. I guess it would be Ben Affleck Bruce Wayne but you could probably do it with any batman. Leto Joker is the only Joker I write for. Keep that in mind if you request. I think he was the most realistic Joker.

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(I thought the quote kinda goes with the theme of the reader not being like her parents like everyone thinks)

“And this children is the Gotham City Police Station.” The teacher announced to the class she is guiding through the cities police station.

“Some of you may be more, familiar with how we work and do things than others.” The police chief spoke looking over the class and directly settling his eyes on Y/n. Which made the young pre-teen very uncomfortable. 

“Ok, kids lets keep walking.” the teacher cleared her throat.

Throughout the duration of the field trip, Y/n kept getting elbowed, shoved, knocked down and manhandled by officers. Everyone staring at her waiting for a reaction to come from her or for her to finally snap and have a reason to arrest her. Adding side comments here and there, she couldn’t take it anymore. Y/n turned and bolted, looking for an exit to get out as soon as possible.

That’s when she ended up running into what almost felt like a brick wall. “Oh. I’m so sorry Mr! Really! I wasn’t looking and -” Y/n stopped when she looked up. Instantly shocked that the man she ran into was Bruce Wayne. Thee Bruce Wayne.

“Its ok young lady.” Bruce spoke steadying to the girl.

“Oh my-. Your Bruce Wayne.” Y/n stuttered nervously. She knows he’s a very powerful man. “I-I’m so, so sorry Mr. Wayne. I really didn’t mean to run into you.”

“Its fire.No harm done.” He waved it off. Trying to give her a light smile. Make her a little more comfortable. “Where you off to anyway? Isn’t your class her somewhere?” Druce asked having seen her and her class pass by when he entered earlier, and he’s genuinely curious. 

“Oh um. I was just heading to the bathroom.” Y/n gulped pointing behind her.

“That’s the exit.” he corrected her, but he has a feeling she knew that. “What’s really going on? You can tell me.” Bruce motions for them to sit on the bench nearby against the nearest wall.

“Really?” Y/n asked timidly. But she moved an sat with him on the bench anyway.

“Yeah, why would you think otherwise?” Bruce wondered. She didn’t seem anything like her parents. He knew immediately who she was.

“I’m sure you know who I’m the offspring of. Everyone else does.” Y/n grumbled annoyed that she was known by people for that particular thing.

“I do.” He nodded to her statement. Bruce nodded, of course, he knew thanks to his nightly activities. “But what do you mean about the last part? Sounds like there’s a reason you’re saying it and not just cause you think its fact.”

Y/n sighed before explaining to the businessman. Looking around with scared eyes. “This may be a class field trip and I’m with my class but well, I’m still not very welcome here.”

Bruces sighed, he noticed how the officers are looking at her from the moment he was. “Maybe I can help.” He offers, not liking how scared she looks when she glances at her surroundings.

“I don’t think you can Mr. Wayne.” she spoke softly

“Whys that?” Bruce asked her, leaning closer to hear her.

Y/n looked down fiddling with her fingers, looking around anxiously.  Bruce noticed and lifted his hand to start rubbing her back, trying to soothe her nerves a bit. “I don’t think you can make every cop in her stop making side comments about me and manhandling me.”

Bruce let out a breath, she’s right he thought. So he smiled before asking “You wanna get out of here?”

“Well yeah but-” Y/n starts but Bruce cuts her off.

“No buts. Come on. Lets go get some food.” He stood up, offering his hand to her.

“Ok” Y/n nodded before taking his hand. She couldn’t help but feel relieved at the thought of getting out of this building.

“Tell her teacher she left with me.” Bruce told a random cop at the desk on the way out. Not waiting for an answer.

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“Thank you” Y/n told the man across from her in the booth.

“For what?” Bruce asked confused at why she was thanking him.

“Getting me out of there.” she told him, taking a sip of her drink.

“No problem sweetie.” He shook his head. In all honesty, he was enjoying spending time with her.

“Your really good at this.” Y/n smiled looking up at him.

“Good at what?” Bruce took a gulp of his drink after asking.

“This. Cheering me up, the whole talking thing.” Y/n gestured to the table and between them with her hand.

“I have a lot of sons.” He told her.

“No girls?” she questioned

“No girls.” Bruce shook his head ‘no’.

“Y/n smiled before looking down to grab a fry “To bad. Your good with them.”

“Your the only one I’ve had the pleasure of spending time with.” Bruce smiled at her. In not a small smile but a big one.

“Pleasure?” Y/n tilted her head as she asked him.

“Yeah. You’re a sweet kid Y/n.” he nodded in confirmation.

“I think your the only person to ever say that about me or to me for that matter.” she gave him a soft smile. Starring at him shyly. Her mom, dad, and Frost love her she knows that but other than them she had no one. Has no one.

“If you ever want to get away my home is always gonna be open to you. And here’s my number- well numbers. House, office, and cell. We could do this again sometime and I could pick you up somewhere to if you ever need.” Bruce offered, really hoping to be there for her from now on. If she really is how she seems. If she really is nothing like her parents, maybe he could save her.

“Why are you offering this? I mean you know who my parents are and what they do. Yet your offering this? Why?” Y/n asked confused. But she still took the paper napkin he handed her with his personal cell and other numbers on it.

“Come here.”Bruce patted the empty space next to him.Y/n got up and sat next to him on his side of the booth. “I know we just met, but I care about you. You’ve grown on me. An the part about your parents.” He let out a breath before continuing. “Y/n, I know all about your parents believe me. But your not them. Even if everyone thinks you are. I don’t. You ever need someone to hang out with or talk to, even if it’s just to call or text. I’m here for you. Despite everything.”

Y/n let his words sink in before she leaped herself onto him. Hugging him around the neck before whispering.”Thank you Mr.Wayne.” 

“Y/n, you can call me Bruce. And your welcome.” Bruce hugged her back. Wrapping his arms around her waist. He couldn’t help the smile that appeared on his face. Bruce would probably, only admit to Alfred but he would admit that he enjoyed this.

After they finished the rest of their food and drinks Bruce drove her back towards her school. She asked him to stop a block away so no one that works for her parents would see him. She told him ‘she didn’t want him to become a target’. They said their goodbyes and she headed towards the school. Once her Uncle Frost pulled up she got in right away. Bruce didn’t leave the area until he knew she was safe. Bruce told her before she got out of the car to text him. So since she was in the car with her uncle she took out the napkin and texted the number. 

{ Thanks for today. Let’s do it again, soon. - Y/n }