Personal Lighter - Logan/Wolverine

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.

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.

Show You Around - Peter Maximoff/Quicksilver

Peter Maximoff x fem!reader

Erik Lehnsherr x fem!reader (platonic)

Warnings: nothing

Word count: 321

Summary: The reader is a mutant and trusts Erik. Erik brings her to the school with him and his son Peter seems to like her.

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“I don’t know about this.” Y/n shook her head nervously

“It’s a safe place for people like us.” Erik rubbed her back to reassure her.

“Doesn’t ease my nerves.” Y/n told him

“You’ll be fine. And I promise I’ll be here the whole time, ok?” Erik promised

Y/n put her head down and started pushing her shoes around on the floor below her in the gravel. “You’ll leave eventually.” she mumbled under her breath.

“Then I’ll only be a phone call away.” he assured

“You promise?” Y/n looked him in the eyes

“I promise.” Erik promised her

“Hello, Charles” Erik greeted his old friend as they entered the mansion.

“Hello, old friend. This must be the young woman you told me so much about.” Charles smiled as he greeted the two.

“Y/n” she introduced herself

“Well, let’s show you around.” Charles suggested

When they turned around Peter was suddenly there. Right in front of the three of them. “Hey, guys.” Peter smiled brightly at the group of three.

“Peter” Charles greeted him

“Whos this?” Peter pointed to Y/n 

“This is Y/n. She’s going to be a new X-Men.” Erik told the young adult.

“Well obviously if she’s here.” Peter snarked. “Your way to old to being attending high school.” he winked at her.

“You’re the same age Peter.” Charles stared at him in disarray

“Exactly.” Peter snapped his fingers pointing towards the professor.” So why don’t I show you around, and we let these two catch up.”

Y/n looked back up at Erik for an ‘ok’. Worried about the new place. “It’s ok.” Erik nodded at her.

“Yeah, I’d like that.” Y/n smiled back at the silver-haired boy. At that, they left for a tour together.

“You see the way he’s looking at her don’t you?” Charles pointed out

“Yeah. I think they’ll be good for eachother.” Erik watched the two fondly.

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 }

Can’t Lie To Me - Peter Hale

Peter Hale x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 634

Summary: Peter Hale for reasons unknown can’t lie to Reader

Authors Note: Something I’ve had written down for a long time. That being said you’re probably wondering why I’ve had things written down. Well, I remember someone told me (can’t remember who) when you have ideas write them down. So when I’ve thought of ideas and/or seen or read things that I want to do something with I write them down. I have 3 book fulls; and counting. When you see that they just say summary and not requested that means they most likely 99% came from one of those 3 books. (not copy or plagiarize it might be one paragraph of a story that give me an idea for some or one bullet point of a headcanon I want to use as a prompt for something.)

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“What's going on here?” y/n asks entering the loft. Stopping at the door surveying the room.

“Nothing” Derek mumbled, not particularly wanting Y/n to know. Because he knows if Y/n knows she’ll want to help, and this could get dangerous.

“Oh really?” she raised an eyebrow at the older wolf.

“Hmmhmm” was the only answer he gave her. Not even sparing a glance her way.

Y/n smiles “Derek” she spoke in a singsong voice.

“Y/n” Derek turned to face her, from his seat on a chair buy his coffee table.

“What’s going on?” she asks again

“Nothing” he replied stone-faced.

“Oh come on Sourwolf, spill.” Stiles cut in, standing not far from her. Just entering the loft as well.

“Maybe we could help.” Scott suggested. Always the helper.

“The five of you are not getting involved” Peter interjected from beside Derek but on the couch.

“You could use us.” Lydia pointed out

“Peter rolled his eyes annoyed “What for?”

“Well, Scotts a true alpha. Lydia is super smart, Allison is a hunter, and Y/n’s a born werewolf like you two.” Stiles explained, pointing to each one of his friends as he talked.

Scott quirked his head to the side, turning to Stiles before asking “What about you?”

Stiles held up the bat that he brought up from the Jeep with him. “I got the bat.” Stiles spoke as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“So? Are you going to tell us so we can help?” Allison asked the two Hale wolves.

“No” they stated in unison. Looking at the group of teens.

“Please.” Y/n started toward Peter. “I would love to be able to accompany you.” Once in front of him she lowered herself to sit on his lap. Putting one hand on his shoulder and the other against his neck.

“We’re going to the old Hale house to look for clues on who’s been sneaking around there.” Peter growls out reluctantly under his breath, trying to avoid looking at the girl on his lap. Derek dropped his head with a sigh. 

“Why?” Y/n asked moving her hands to run her fingers threw his hair. Knowing it made him more compliant.

“Because we think it could be the same person that’s been stalking all of us lately.” Peter grumbled but spills anyway. His eyes shifted to hers.

“Thanks for telling me, Peter.” She thanked him sweetly.

“No problem.” he gulps

“And by the way.” Y/n gets up walking towards the loft kitchen to get a drink from Derek’s fridge. “We’re helping.” She states.

From his spot on the couch, everyone heard Peter growls. It was a low and deep growl.

“How’d she do that?” Stiles asked, amazed at the scene that just happened before him.

Derek smirked before answering “Peter can’t resist her.”

“What do you mean?” Scott asked just as confused as he is amazed. Who knew someone could control the all-mighty Peter Hale.

“It’s hard to explain, but there’s something about her that Peter can’t resist.No matter how hard he tries.” Derek explains. Looking between his uncle and Y/n. He smiled before adding  “He can’t lie to her.”

“Or keep anything from her.” Lydia concluded.

“And it’s extremely annoying.” Peter groaned, still watching Y/n’s every move.

“Aw, but you can’t resist me.” Y/n stated coming back from the kitchen with a glass of water, sitting next to him but this time on the arm of the couch instead of his lap. Even though Peter was letting out a growl at her comment he moved his arm closest to her to rest on the armrest behind her. Hand resting against her lower back. While they explained their plan to the group that now, will be helping.

Flying Lesson - Poe Dameron

Poe Dameron x Solo Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 1253

Summary: Poe thinks the reader doesn’t know how to fly. So he’s going to teach her. But let’s not forget the reader is a Solo/Skywalker.

Authors Note: Poe talks a lot and is so busy maybe he doesn’t notice you can already fly.

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Y/n turned around at the sound of footsteps approaching to see Poe with an excited grin on his face. “Ok, ready for your first flying lesson?” He clapped his hands together, rocking on the balls of his feet.

Y/n sighed. She had tryed to tell him before when he first mentioned teaching her how to fly that she already knew how. “Yeah, but Poe I already-”

“Good. So I’m gonna teach you on my X-Wing.” Poe smiled even wider if that was even possible. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders, pulling her into him before heading himself and her to the hanger.

Once they reached the hanger Poe leads them both over towards where his X-Wing is stationed. Y/n can’t help but think he really needs to shut up and listen more. She’s a Solo and a Skywalker, of course, she knows how to fly. Probably better than him. It’s in her blood. “So climb on up.” Poe gestured to the ladder, smirking at the thought of watching her go up. He always loved that view.

“Yes, commander” Y/n smiled up at him, saluting. If he didn’t want to listen then she’ll play along… Then shock the bantha shit out of him. 

“Ok so…” Poe started as he got in, sitting right behind her in the tight space. Poe got to explaining all the controls, but all Y/n did was hum and nod along. “Got it?” he asked once he was done.

“Yup” Y/n stated kinda emphasizing the ‘p’ in the ‘yup’.

“Good now let’s take it for a test drive.” Poe clapped with his arms around her. Moving them to rest around her waist so they won’t be in the way when she started up and flew the X-Wing.

Y/n started up the X-Wing, one they were in the air for awhile Poe wanted to see how much she really listened to of his instructions. “Ok so now that we’re in the air try turning.”

Y/n sighed but kept it quiet so Poe wouldn’t hear. She turned the X-Wing like he said, it’s hard to not laugh but that would give it all away.

“Poe patted her leg in excitement. “Great. Now the opposite direction.”

“Like that?” Y/n asked him coyly, turning her head slightly to see him out of the corner of her eyes.

“Yeah just like that.” He smiled proudly leaning forward a tiny bit to place a kiss on her exposed neck. Y/n tryed shrugging him off and Poe started laughing. “OK, now I’m gonna keep my mouth shut.”

“Are you sure you’re capable of doing that?” Y/n snarked back at him. ‘Does he know how much he talks?’ she thought to herself. Besides if he actually ever shut up he’d know she can already pilot.

Poe laughed “Haha. But I’m just gonna sit here and you pilot. Let’s see how you do.”

Y/n smirked, “Prepare to be amazed, Dameron.” Y/n started to flip switches that Poe didn’t even explain to her about.

Poe tightened his grip on her slightly. “What? Wait what do you mean-”

“Ah, ah, ah, you said you’d be quiet Dameron.” Y/n tutted at him.

Once y/n stated pulling trick after trick in the air, she could feel Poe’s grip go deadly tight around her waist. Y/n was pulling tricks that her father taught her and tricks she learned from her force ghost grandfather.

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“Wait!” Poe called after her. “Y/n wait up!” He called again chasing after her in the hanger but kept tripping over his own feet.  

“Hey, mom.”Y/n smiled walking into the command center.

“Hey, hun. WHats up?” Leia reached her hand out towards Y/n.

“Well, remember what I told about Poe wanting to teach me how to fly.” Y/n took her hand, tilting her head in a mischievous way.

Leia rolled her eyes. “Yeah. Even though you already know how to fly.”

Y/n bit her lip nodding along. “Well, he just taught me how to fly his X-Wing.”

“I thought you were going to tell him that you already know how to pilot?” Leia questioned her daughter with a knowing look.

“I tryed but he cut me off, again. SO I just went with it.” Y/n shrugged her shoulders turning her gaze to the floor. Hoping her mom wouldn’t catch on to what she might have done.

“You didn’t.” Leia gave Y/n a pointed look but you could see the amusement behind her expression.

“He was so excited to teach me. SoI went along with it. Let him teach me the controls and button.” Y/n explained holding her hands up and shrugging her shoulders.

“y/n” Leia said in a questioning tone.

Y/n shrugged dropping her hands. “Then once we were in the air I might have shown him a thing or two.”

Leia smiled at Y/n “you shocked the Hut out of him, didn’t you?” She asked but it was more of a statement.

“Yu’p’” Y/n nodded confidently

“Y/n!” Poe’s scream came echoing through the hall as he approached the control room.

“Here comes flyboy.” Leia smirked at her daughter. Winking before walking away to give them space.

“Yeah.” Y/n huffed out before turning towards the direction where Poe is gonna appear. “Hey Poe.” she smiled at him innocently.

“Y/n. What in the Wampa was that?!” Poe asked with wide eyes and out of breath.

Y/n shook her head in question. “What ever do you mean Poe?” She let a small smile twitch at her lips.

“You know what! You pulled moves out there that not even I knew how to do.”Poe panted out, waving his hands around trying to get out what he was explaining.

“Well if you would have listened to me. I tryed to tell you that I already knew how to fly.” Y/n crossed her arms over her chest, popping out her hip.

“If you already know how to fly why did you still go on as if you didn’t know?” Poe asked more calmly. Copying her pose. Adding a tilt of his head.

Y/n let out a sigh dropping her arms to her sides. Grabbing Poe’s bicep and pulling him over to a spot in the room that's not so occupied with people. Giving them more privacy. “Because Poe, you were so excited to teach me, and I didn’t want to ruin that. It was adorable and telling you would’ve put a downer in the whole happy mood you were in. So I went along with it. Till you told me to take over for myself.” As y/n explained her side of things she could see Poe relaxing, she could see the wheels turning in his head. Y/n smiled at him, shrugging before continuing. “And honestly, we don’t get to have many carefree moments fighting this war. I had a great time having you teach me how to fly. Even though I already knew how to. It was fun.”

Poe shook his head with a wide smile on his face. He couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him. “What did I ever do to deserve you Y/n Solo.” Poe looked at her with adoration. Placing his hands on her hips, pulling her closer.

Y/n laced her hands together at the back of his neck. “I don’t know Poe Dameron. But I’m sure glad you did.”