Dating Nightcrawler Would Involve…

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[MASTER LIST]

Dating Nightcrawler would involve:

  • Him being really shy around you, at first, because he doesn’t know how you treat mutants that are… physically showing their mutations.
  • Kurt going to Storm for advice because he is so clueless- he has barely any experience with love and relationship, because -until recently- he never thought he was worthy of love.
  • Any relationship advice is usually second hand, having learnt it from watching other couples- but he’s never been about to insert himself into a situation like that because he was never like either person in the relationship. And, how could anyone love him with his appearance.
  • As it turns out, you have developed quite a crush on him.
  • Storm, being on of your closest friends, soon finds out. Between her and Jean, you are convinced to say something to Kurt despite your hesitations and reservations.
  • Telling him you love him after he has been at Xavier’s for exactly three months.
  • At first, Kurt doesn’t believe you. (“This is a joke right?” “No, of course not, Kurt. I… I love you.” “Truly?” “Truly.”)
  • Shyly, he would tell you he loves you back.
  • Teaching Kurt all about relationships and basically being all of his ‘firsts’; first kiss, first relationship, first love.
  • Going out in public with him, and being proud to have him as your boyfriend. Not despite his appearance; you love the way he looks.
  • Trying to protect him from the cruel world, and holding him close when the world gets a little too cruel towards him. Hating the way some humans treat mutants.
  • Reading stories to Kurt to calm him down.
  • Begging Kurt to teach you German, because you love it when he speaks German. The first phrase you learn in German translates to “I love you.”
  • Sharing small, intimate moments with him when you’re out on missions with him.
  • Being soul mates.

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Teen Wolf

B-DAY

Imagine Being Scott And Stiles Best Friend

For My Followers

In the dead of night you’re sleeping peacefully as you should but Scott and Stiles are breaking into your home.

“(Y/N),” Stiles whispers and shakes your shoulder.

“Wake up,” Scott mumbles. You groan and blink, upon seeing two men in your room you screech in surprise and girl your pillow at them.

“Ow! (Y/N) it’s just us!” Stiles yells naming you fool your light on. There stand your two idiot best friends.

“Stiles, Scott what the hell?! I thought you were predators!” you shout.

“So you threw a pillow?” Stiles questions incredulously. “Scott at least had a bat.”

“Whatever Stiles, why are you two here?” you grumble.

“We’re going to go look for a dead body in the woods,” Stiles explains and you huff.

“Of course why would I expect anything different?” you grumble and get up. “Lets go.”

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Tromping around in the woods is not what you want to do the night before school starts but you’re friends with Stiles Stilinksi so it’s what’s happening. Scott seems just as excited as you. Occasionally he takes pumps from his inhaler to keep speed with you and Stiles.

Idle banter between the three of you fills the silence of the night until Stiles jumps ahead.

Scott pulls you behind a bush as a dog loudly barks in Stiles face.

“Hang on! This little delinquent is mine,” the Sheriff calls and the dog stops barking.

“Hey dad,” Stiles greets casually.

“Why am I not surprised you’re out here? Alright where are your partners in crime?” Sheriff questions and making your heart pick up anxiously.

“What Scott and (Y/N)? Scott is at home resting for lacrosse try outs tomorrow and (Y/N) is catching some beauty sleep. You know them,” Stiles lies making you grin. That kid is so damn cheeky.

“Scott! (Y/N)!” Sheriff yells suddenly and flashes his light into the woods. Scott covers his mouth to mask his breath and you do the same. You’d hate to get caught, your mother would be furious.

The Sheriff drags Stiles away and the other policemen disperse.

“Well damn Stiles was our ride home,” you hoss and cross your arms. “Sometimes I really don’t know why I’m friends with you guys.”

“It’s cause you think I’m a puppy and you’re the only person who can match Stiles sarcasm,” Scott points out making you giggle.

“True.”

Quiet settles over as you and Scott start strolling through the woods to try and find the main road.

It all happens so fast.

Scott cries out making you look down and see the body. You screech and jump back knocking you and Scott down a hill. Then a group of deer charge you. Scott shields you from their hooves while you try not to scream.

Finally they deer leave allowing you to catch your death. Adrenaline is surging through you know. Scott gets to his feet and helps you up.

“You alright?” Scott asks.

“Yeah I’ll be fine,” you answer and brush your clothes off.

Looking back up you freeze.

Red eyes.

“(Y/N)?”

“Scott run!” you scream and grab his arm. The two of you break into a sprint away from the creature but it catches up.

The beast knocks you both to the ground.

You hear Scott cry out and then sharp teeth clamp down on your side.

And just like that the beast disappears.

You scramble to Scott and the two of you help each other back home.

You both have matching bites and little did you know it’s was the start of an insane adventure.

The Horror! – Jason Todd x Reader

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Prompt: Jason’s gf has a degree in cosmology and sfx makeup living in LA for her job and Jason lives with her and the boys coming over to her job and being fasnated with her work? (requested by anon) Sorry, can I add to the Sfx ask? I was just thinking that maybe Jason didn’t know and freaks when he finds (fake) blood in her apartment and her with cuts/gore on her

As soon as Jason saw blood smeared across your kitchen counter and a trail of blood leading to the bathroom, his mind immediately jumped to the worst possible conclusion. He pulled his gun out of his jacket and followed the trail of blood.

“[Y/N]!” Jason cried out as he frantically ran to the bathroom after you. He pushed open the door and saw that you were standing in front of the mirror dabbing your blood stained shirt.

“Oh hey Jay! I didn’t know you’d be home so early.” You said enthusiastically. Jason’s eyes immediately shot to the wide gruesome gash on your neck and various

“Oh my god [Y/N]! Are you alright who did this to you? I swear I’ll make the fucker -” Jason started to fret until he noticed that the large wound didn’t actually appear to be bleeding or causing you any pain at all. He reached out and gingerly touched the wound. “It’s fake.” He said feeling like an absolute idiot.

“So it looks good then? That’s good. I thought I had gotten the blending wrong but if it was good enough to freak you out then I must be doing something right.” You said cheerfully.

“But … the blood all over the kitchen. It looked like you got murdered out there [Y/N].” Jason said still a little dumbstruck.

“Oh yeah. I struggled at opening the bottle of fake blood and when I did I accidently dropped it and it kind of flew everywhere. I was going to clean it up before you got home but I got a bunch on my shirt so my priority was saving that.” You explained, looking down at the “blood” spatters on your shirt. It was beyond hope of saving. “First rule of sfx: don’t wear white while doing makeup tests.” You laughed at yourself.

“You look pretty roughed up are you sure you’re alright?” Jason asked, carefully looking you over for any real injuries. Problem was your makeup looked pretty damn good so he couldn’t tell if the blotchy bruises on your skin were fake or not.

“Yes, Jay.” You laughed. “It’s all makeup, I swear.” You promised him. That seemed to finally put his mind at ease.

“Do you need any help cleaning up the kitchen? Maybe hiding the body that you clearly bludgeoned to death in there?” Jason asked.

“Aw! You’d hide a body for me babe?” You cooed as you started to wipe off some of the makeup on your skin, revealing your clear unblemished skin underneath.

“Babe, I’d gladly scatter pieces of a corpse across the country for you.” Jason swore wrapping his arms around you and pressing a kiss to your cheek. Some of the fake blood that you hadn’t gotten to taking of yet smeared onto him.

“You’re so romantic, Jay.” You rolled your eyes and gently patted his cheek which garnered a goofy smile from him.

“Hey babe?” Jason asked.

“Yeah?”

“If I wanted to scare the living shit out of my brothers, would you help me with that?” He asked with a mischievous smile playing at his lips.

“Absolutely.”

Aww Jason you’re so sweet

PETER WITH SWEATER PAWS IS THE CUTEST THING EVER I WILL NOW ALWAYS PICTURE HIM WITH SWEATER PAWS AND WHEN HE’S HOLDING HOT COCO (coffee is too bitter for the sweet little bean) AND HIS GLASSES (before spideyness) FOGGING UP AND HE CAN’T SEE SO YOU LEAN OVER TO KISS HIS ROSY PINK NOSE AND IT MAKES HIS FACE HEAT UP EVEN MORE HE CAN’T SEE AND TAKES OFF HIS GLASSES WITH SWEATER PAW AND HE DOES A LITTLE SQUINT TO SEE YOU BETTER AND OH SUCH A CUTE LITTLE BBY PETER I LOVE HIM

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GODDAMMIT THIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE WHAT THE FUCK!!! WHAT THE FUUUUCK!!!!

avengeultrons:

Title: Be Safe (Part 3 Lang Love Interest(Daughter of Scott! Reader x Peter Parker))

Summary: Scott drops a bombshell about a young recruit for Team Stark during dinner

Word Count: 2097

Warnings: Slight Cursing, Angst?, Cuteness

A/N: I LOVE THIS MY GOODNESS!!! I needed this today, lol. I hope you’re having a wonderful day, and I hope you know that you’re so loved!! I love u as much as I love Peter Parker, hehe 🙂 

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Tom Holland ~ Kingston upon Thames, UK

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Prompt:
You and Tom are at a convention panel and the fans ask a question that makes him very uncomfortable.

Requested by: No one

Written By: Head Honcho – Zoe

Reader: Silk is a female character but it could be unspecified

Warning: Mention of sexual doings but no smut… but mentions of smut

A/N: Let’s pretend that Silk is in the upcoming Spiderman.

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“What’s your question, hun’?” You smile turning to the right side of the room where a girl a few years younger than you and Tom standing at the mic.

“Hi.” She nervously waves, the two of you send her a comforting smile. “I was wondering how you feel about all the fanfic that are going to be or already written about you now that you are apart of Marvel?”

You let out a snort of laughter while Tom furrows his eyebrows.

“What do you mean?” He asks.

“People are writing us or our characters as love interests in scenarios they make up.” You explain. “Have you not read or seen those?” You question, he shakes his head no and your eyebrows shoot up. “Wha… how?”

“Never really thought to look it up.” He shrugs.

“Well, lemme give you the gist of it because it’s been a big part of my life since I was thirteen.” You announce, the crowd chuckles as you turn your chair slightly so your attention is all on Tom.

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