A/N: I JUST noticed I forgot my poor bb Peter for these things so he’s now added to the list
Also I can elaborate on any of these… I definitely already have NSFW posts for some of them
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Alex: He’s playful and sweet, with just a bit of roughness. He likes sex to be fun for the both of you. Romance and seriousness don’t come as often but he likes you to laugh and smile the whole time.
Charles: he’s the true romantic. Mood lighting, music, massages before hand… all of that. I also think he’s super big on cuddling after and teasing before
Erik: Romantic but rough is the best way to describe him. He likes to worship you but he also likes to show off a bit and put some real muscle into it.
Hank: He’s a generous lover that likes to pretend he’s gentle but he’s got a secret kink side. Just picture all the fun the two of you could have in his lab and with safe lab equipment
Kurt: I like to imagine that he tries gonna super romantic and sweet but he and you get giggly and the romantic atmosphere is ruined by the laughter the two of you share. Role play is cool for him. He can also last forever.
Logan: He tries to be romantic with you, but he’s more fueled by passion than by love and the two of you can be found doing the do in a lot of odd location based on how the mood strikes the two of you
Peter:Playful and fun but really needy. Honestly he’s just so smitten with you that he wants you at all times. A lot of quickies and him rubbing up against you and teasing you in public.
Scott: He’s Playful and just the slightest bit kinky. He likes to try wild things but will usually just have a routine and relax with you. He loves morning sex.
Warren: He’s rough as hell and emotions drive how he acts in bed. He’s kinky AF. Will get it on anywhere
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Scott doesn’t go all out, but his gesture would be sentimental. He’d take them to the X-Mansion’s garden at night, or the place where they first met to pop the pretty question.
He’d wait until nighttime and have Jean float little lights around them to set the mood.
If they said yes, he’d be such a wreck and would most likely tear up a bit.
Kurt Wagner:
Kurt would try to do a flashy gesture, one that would blow his s/o out of the water. He would put a lot of time and effort into it because he thinks they deserve nothing short of the best.
If anything went wrong, he has another back-up plan just in case. In fact, he has about six back-up plans.
Kurt has a whole speech prepared for them, that he wrote himself. Before they can answer his question, he has to say it all before they decide.
Piotr Rasputin:
He’d go for the standard but loving approach. Piotr would take them to a really fancy restaurant and would propose at the end of dinner.
Like Kurt, he’d probably have a heartfelt speech prepared, but when he sees their smile, he’d forget all of it and start talking unscripted about how wonderful they make him feel.
When/If they say yes, the whole restaurant would start clapping, but Piotr doesn’t notice, he only sees them, his future spouse.
scott summers: a raging star wars bi, still calls his completely hetero affection™ “man cuddles” and gets some eye rolls bc he doesn’t seem to realize that everyone knows
jean grey: beautifully bi and out of everyone’s league, the notorious heartbreaker who has no idea what they do to people
kurt wagner: a smol gay child, is almost in tears when he finds out that there is such a thing as religious homosexuals
jubilee: the picture of a sun lesbian, loves and supports other wlw with all of her heart, just wants a gf to have a good time with right about now
ororo munroe: the tired bi, wonders when she will kiss a cute girl one of these days
peter maximoff: ace and panromantic af and comes out to his dad and everyone else bc he couldn’t resist making one of those shitty pan puns
He grew up at a time when only thugs had tattoos, he has
warmed to yours however , as he sees how much you love them and understands
that they are an extension of you.
Eric
He’s not too keen on them, they tend to remind him of his
own unwilling tattoo and his time in the camps. He is slowly warming up to them
though, asking why you have each one.
Alex
He would love them, despite growing up at a time when they
were still frowned upon. He thought they were rebellious and sexy as hell.
Peter
He would add his own with marker pens, doodling on you while
you cuddled up together watching a film or listening to music.
Scott
He was curious about them, why do you have them? What do
they mean? Did it hurt?
Kurt
He grew up around people covered in tattoos at the circus,
so he wouldn’t be bothered by them. He would think of them as beautiful art. He
could look at them for hours, picking out all of the little details.
Jean
She’d like to run her fingers over them, especially after a
nightmare, it calmed you both down, knowing that it was just a dream and that
nothing had really changed.
Jubilee
She would adore them, if you have any black and grey work,
she would add colour with marker pens, and follow the lines with her fingers.
Ororo
Like Kurt she would see them as art, a beautiful
representation of you, forever inked into your skin.
Warren
He has tattoos on his face for crying out loud. Similar to
Alex he would find them sexy. He’d love seeing any tattoos that were usually
covered by your clothes, like they were just for you and him.
Charles: Charles loves many things about you. How you never talk about how he’s in a wheelchair. How you are always thinking about how to help him, or make him happy. And how he knows because you let him in and allow him to hear.
Logan: Logan loves that you are shorter than he is. Being only 5’3" himself, being able to kiss the top of your head and put an arm around your shoulder make him happy. Plus you are always there when he comes home which make him smile.
Erik: Erik enjoys playing chess. After his fallout with Charles he needed someone to play with, and that someone ended up being you. It’s quiet but it’s not boring. It’s such a simple thing, but the fact you were willing to is something he loves.
Kurt: Kurt love that you prefer him blue, tail and all. In fact when you first saw him when he wasn’t you didn’t talk to him. You friend is this dorky, blue and flirty guy. You clearly remember his face the first time you met. He was talking to Spyke and said “Chicks dig the fuzzy dude” and you shouted “You bet they do” from the other side of the yard.
Scott: Scott loves that you are independent. You are able to do all your work, have fun and work without hesistation or any complaint. He likes that he doesn’t have to take care of you like the others. Though he’d be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy taking care of you when you were sick. It annoyed you more that you had to be helped than the fact you were actually sick. It made him love you even more.
Sean: Sean doesn’t like to talk much. He’s not sure when he’ll blow something up so he talks as little as possible. But with you he doesn’t need to. You know what’s wrong and what he needs just by looking eachother in the eyes. It’s weird but comforting for him.
Peter: Peter likes that you don’t question the things he gives you anymore. If you did you’d never stop talking. It’s no secret that he is a kleptomaniac. But after a while you didn’t really care to ask anymore. He got you a Scottish Fold kitten for your birthday. You weren’t ever going to scold him again. You actually started crying and thanking him. He loves knowing that you aren’t materialistic though. You’d be happy just cuddling and watching movies. Though you would eat the junk food he’s already stolen.
Bobby: Bobby is a lot like Sean. Bobby loves that with you he’s just a person. There is no talk of being a mutant or powers. He’s just Bobby with you. He hasn’t ever been able to just relax and be himself because noone knew of his abilities. With you it’s different. If anything ever does happen and his powers act up you never run or get mad. You just wait for it to melt and clean it up. He couldn’t ask for anything more than that.
Charles – he’d
pull you into his lap and press your forehead to his, while sharing his plans
for your future together.
Eric- it would
take him a while to build himself up to ask you, after losing so many loved
ones. When you finally said yes, he gave you a watery grin and pulled you into his
chest.
Hank- you’d
dance, it started off as a cuddle but you just starting swaying slowly together.
Alex- he’d pick
you up, wrapping your legs around him.
Peter- he’d be
running up the walls, shouting through the mansion ‘they said yes! In your face
summers’ before returning to you to bundle you into a tight hug
Scott – he’d laugh in excitement and relief as he shakily slipped
the ring on your finger
Kurt- he’d give
you small kisses all over your face, so that he could make sure that it’s real,
all the while he’s grinning and crying and is just an absolute adorable little
mess.
Ororro- she’d
give you that sweet smile, before burying her face in the crook of your neck.
Warren- he’d
seal the deal with a smirk and a kiss
Jubilee – she’d
let out a little squeal before grabbing you into a bone crushing hug.
Note: Apparently this is the only Scott fic I wrote?? Please request some? I love him??
Scott, from the moment he got it, hated his mutation. He hated the danger it put others in, he hated the lack of control he had over it, even after months of practice, but most of all, he hated that he couldn’t see his eyes.
Everyone else at the mansion had a pretty good chance of finding their soulmates. Mutants, more often than not, ended up with mutants. But no matter how bad he wanted to find his soulmate, he knew he couldn’t. Not without endangering everyone around.
Honestly, he just wanted to be able to see the world as it was, without the red hues that his glasses provided. Even if it was just for a little while.
You hated your powers for a completely different reason. Your mutation wasn’t so much a mutation as it was a lack of one. You had the ability to block the powers of others. It was helpful sometimes. Not as helpful as, say, being able to shoot lasers from your eyes or being able to teleport or being able to read minds and move things without touching them, but it was useful, you supposed, for defensive tactics.
The others called you Shield.
Now that you had been working with Charles and the other X-Men, you supposed your powers weren’t so bad. Months of work had shown that if you focused hard enough, you were able to create force-fields and other defensive measures to protect yourselves and the others in battle. Jean couldn’t get inside your head, and none of the others’ powers could affect you either.
Scott had liked you since the moment you arrived at the mansion. He took one look at you through the red lenses in front of his eyes and he knew that you weren’t just another student or another teammate. You were something more than that. He didn’t know, however, the extent to which the two of you were connected.
When he learned about your powers and what you could do, it only gave him more hope.
After training one day, Scott approached you.
“Hey there, Shield.”
“What’s up, Cyclops?” You teased.
He smirked. “You know I hate that name.”
“And you know I hate mine, so I guess we’re about even.”
“Fair enough.” He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. “So I was wondering maybe…I want to go to the mall, and I kind of don’t want to wear my glasses- that didn’t come out right. What I’m trying to ask is-”
“You want me to block your powers for a few hours so you can go to the mall like a normal teenager.”
“Yes. That’s exactly what I was trying to say.”
“I can do it, but I’d have to go with you.” You told him. It didn’t seem to bother him. The opposite, in fact.
“I was hoping you’d say that.”
“All right, let me get changed out of this battle suit and then I’ll meet you in the main room?”
“Sounds like a plan.”
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The drive to the mall was nice. The two of you had ‘borrowed’ one of the professor’s cars and were jamming out to the radio all the way there. It had been a while since either of you had found time to relax and just be teenagers. Being X-Men was important, but it didn’t exactly leave you a lot of free time.
You parked the car and the two of you stood in the parking lot.
“We should probably do it out here in case anything goes wrong.” You told him.
“Yeah, you’re right.” Scott nodded. He looked up at the sky, closed his eyes, and then took off his glasses, tucking them away in his pocket. You took both of his hands in your own and took a deep breath. Your power flowed into Scott, and he gasped as he felt the change. It was small, but it was there. “Can I-?”
“You can open your eyes, Scott.”
For the first time in months, when he opened his eyes, lasers didn’t erupt from his eye sockets. And in addition to that, the sky wasn’t purple. It was blue. He stared up at the cloudless blue for a few seconds longer. He had almost forgotten what it looked like.
Then, slowly, Scott brought his line of vision down…to you. He was scared of hurting you, but you squeezed his hands reassuringly. Nothing would happen so long as you were touching him.
Finally, your eyes met his. For the first time, you gazed into his mismatched eyes and your heart stopped. His left eye matched your right eye. And your left eye matched his right eye. The two of you stood there frozen, staring at the other’s eyes until they faded to matching.
“S-Scott.” You struggled to get your mouth to cooperate. “You’re…”
“I knew it.” His voice was quiet, disbelieving of what had just happened. “I knew it!”
“Oh my God,” you rushed into his arms. Scott held you tight, spinning you around like you were a princess in some fairytale and the two of you had just stumbled upon a happily ever after. Scott had been your soulmate all along.
The two of you stood there holding each other for a moment. Scott never wanted to let go of you. Somehow, holding you in his arms was the most satisfying feeling on the planet, and he felt like he would never get enough of it.
You pulled away to look at him for a few seconds, eyes scanning over his unobscured face. You brushed his cheek with your thumb, staring at his soft lips. He smiled and pulled you in, closing the space between you.
“Thank you,” He whispered as he rested his forehead against yours. “For everything.”
“How about we go into the mall, soulmate?” You laughed through tears of joy. He nodded, pressing a quick kiss to your lips and then wrapping an arm around your shoulders as the two of you walked into the building
Kurt couldn’t help but compare himself to the man you were talking too. A feeling of sadness, and jealousy washing over him. Of course he knew that you would never cheat, but he couldn’t not size himself to the man.
“Just go over and talk to her,” Scott interrupted Kurt’s self pity party.
“No, I can’t ruin her time with Mr. Normal Skin And Five Fingers Human Bodied Boy,” And with that Kurt bamfed into his room, silently praying to God that that man have bad luck.
“What was that all about?” You asked your boyfriend, peter, as he had just zoomed by, picked you up and set you down in your dorm room.
“You know I just thought we could spend sometime together?” Peter lied. The truth was, he was jealous. Only he could use cheesy pick up lines on you.
“Wait… Are you jealous?” You asked, a smile on your face.
“What? Me? Jealous? N-No.”
Blah, blah, blah. Blah. Was all the Scott was hearing from the boy who was flirting at you. Doesn’t he know he’s fucking in class? And her boyfriend is RIGHT HERE? He thought.
“I think we should hang-”
“I think you should shut the fuck up Brett before I laser you until you’re bacon, Bitch!” Scott yelled in front of the class, having enough of it. All eyes were on him, the room was silent. “Yes, I’ll go to the principal’s office.” He answered with out even knowing the question that was going to be asked.
Raven watched as you talked to the bar tender, she knew that you had good intentions, its just she also knew that others may not.
Walking over to the chair you sat yourself in, the only thought going through her mind was ‘fuck it’ and kissed you. From the moment her lips touched yours, you knew that she was jealous. Oh this was gonna be a fun night.
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