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Nightmares Get Worse - Peter Maximoff

Peter Maximoff x Fem!reader

Logan x (like) daughter reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,047

Summary: reader has sleeping issues, logan comes back and helps her with them

Author’s Note: Kinda an AU

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“Y/n you need to talk to Charles about it” Peter insisted

“No, I don’t” Y/n yelled back trying to beat Peter down the stairs.

“Well you should” he yelled back before sighing and speed down the stairs. He is in front of her before she could even reply.

“Peter I love you, I do but they're not gonna just go away by talking about them.” Y/n sighed moving her hands to cup his cheeks. She gives him a tight-lipped smile, but he could see the disappointment in her eyes at the thought of how nothing seems to help get rid of them.

“I know but maybe he could help.” All Peter wanted to do was help the girl he loves. He loves her more than anything even more than Twinkies. Peter sighed and Y/n leaned down an kissed his cheek before stepping down the rest of the stairs and wandering to who knows where.

Peter stood there at the end of the stairs trying to think of anything he hasn’t tried yet to help Y/n in any way he can.

“Peter” Charles greeted the silver-haired boy

“Hey” Logan said giving the speedster a nod

“Logan, Charles” Peter greeted back before moving to stand in front of Charles but before he could say anything only open his mouth

Charles held his hand up before giving Peter a tight smile. “Look, Peter, as much as I would love to help her. I can’t. Not without her permission and honestly what she's going through I don’t think anything can really help.”

Peter grabbed his head in frustration “Well then, what can I do to help her?”

Before Charles could suggest something to the young man Logan spoke up “help who?”

“y/n” Peter answered Logan

“Why does y/n need help?” Logan asked not even trying to hide the concern in his tone. It’s no secret that Logan is like a father to the young woman.

“She’s not sleeping.” Charles stated

“She’s not sleeping cause every time she sleeps she has nightmares about wherever you two were kept. And I guess they must really be terrifying cause now she’s sleep depriving herself to get anyway from them.” Peter spoke fast. It’s obvious to the two older men that he is stressing and extremely worried about the y/h/c-ed girl.

“What she remembering?” Logan asked quickly, hoping that she might have remembered a clue to where they were.

“Just bits and pieces” Peter sighed for what felt like the hundredth time since he woke up that day

Charles knew that what Logan was really asking deep down “She’s not remembering anything good. Just pain, torture, and whatever they did to strengthen you two.”

Peter suddenly felt like he had been away from y/n for to long. He kept glancing around till suddenly he saw Bobby and Rogue walking towards them. “Bobby do you know where y/n went?”

“Her and John are playing with their powers on the couch. Again.” Bobby told him pointing back to the room they just left.

“Thanks” Peter let out in a breath “well, it was nice seeing you Logan.” he patted him on the shoulder before leaving the two alone

Charles directed Logan towards his office. Moving around to sit at it. The professor sighed wishing he could do something more for the two. Find out more.

“I’m sorry Logan but I haven’t found out anything more.”

Logan nodded in understanding, but disappointed with not much to go on what can you expect “I found where the place was, or at least I think.”

“Well, that’s a step closer.” Charles said trying to give some hope back into Logan

“But not very helpful” he mumbled angerly. Logan let out a big sigh before rubbing his forehead he looked up at the professor. “Hows y/n been with remembering?”

“She hasn’t remembered enough to help,” Charles told him with a long sigh knowing that's what Logan wanted to know.

“Only the bad stuff in other words” he sighed

“Her nightmares are increasing equally in terror and amount of.” Charles explained with obvious sadness in his voice and on his face.

“Peter seems incredibly worried about them. About her.” he pointed out. Charles could tell by the look on his face that Logan is trying to not show how worried he actually is.

“He is. He cares about her, loves her actually but he hasn’t told her yet. Not officially at least.” the professor smiled thinking of the two young adults that are completely in love with the other.

“Not officially?” Logan asked confused

“They say it but not how they truly mean it” Charles chuckled thinking about it

“Do you have a spare room? Maybe I should stay a bit. Maybe help out y/n. With the nightmares.” he asked sitting up

“I think I might have a room. She could use you here. You're like a father to her, you being here to help her through what’s going on could make a big difference.” Charles told him seriously.

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“Hey kid” Logan greeted y/n and Peter as he entered the room and leaned against the nearest wall.

“Logan! Oh my god! What are you doing here?” y/n spoke excitedly running over to him and hugging him

“Came back to find more out.” he admitted looking her in the eyes as they pulled away Logan can see the fear in her eyes. Granted it came as soon as it went, Logan decided maybe he should say more “and I’m thinking of staying for a while.”

“Really?” Peter and y/n asked at the same time

“Yeah. I missed ya.” Logan stated bringing her back into a hug

Then another student called y/n over. She gave her father figure another squeeze before heading over to the student.

“Your staying for her, aren’t you?” Peter asked but said in more of a statement way standing next to the wolverine.

“Yeah” he replied crossing his arms, watching y/n with the other students.

“This’ll help.” Peter stated

“How do you know?” Logan asked the speedster

“Cause I know her.” he smiled at him before heading over to his girl. Leaving Logan to watch both of them, thinking about what Peter said.

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.

I crave a good fluffy fic with wolverine, his wife is a badass and when someone threatens him she loses her shit and kicks their ass🫡 with so much disrespect.

hey baby, I'm so sorry for taking so long! I hope you enjoy what I did, it's a bit more violent than you probably wanted.

summary - a dumb 'bad guy' lures you and your husband out, things take an escalated turn when he threatens your husband.

warning - SUPER violent, like extreme level probably, swearing, mentions of sex, dude talks of touching what's his but nothing triggering, dick and balls suffer rip.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

You couldn’t believe this guy, he was really threatening your husband right in front of you. Thinking he was all tough because he could throw fire or some shit? You didn’t know what he could do, except talk a lot of shit. That was probably his power. What was his name again? Captain Talks Shit? Shits A lot? Little Fucker? Who cares, all you care about right now is that he’s threatening your man. 

You walk out of the shadows, having heard enough because honestly. Why do the bad guys always talk for so long? Have none of them realised or picked up from past bad guys mistakes? It was tiring and a waste of your time because you and Logan could’ve been gone by now, screwing each other silly, probably somewhere extremely risky. But, noooo. You had to listen to this jackass.

“Listen, dick licker. If you don’t stop threatening my fucking husband. I’m going to rip your arm off and beat you with it.” You growl, moving to stand in front of Logan. (Sure, he would have protected himself and it may look weak to the other guy that a woman is standing in front of an extremely large man, in more ways than one, wink wink. But you happen to know that this turns your husband on and who are you to deny him his fantasies?)

“Is that a threat?” Captain Dipshit sneers.

“Did it sound like a fucking compliment, Princess?” You watch as he eyes you, sizing you up and in his mind he’s probably thinking ‘yeah, I can take this chick.’ You hope his ego deflates before you kill him.

“Listen, Babe. This is between us men, now why don’t you run along and go make us a sandwich or something. Maybe put on some cute lingerie and wait for me in the bedroom ‘cause once I’m done with your husband here. You’ll be creamin’ around me.”

Logan shakes his head, stepping way back. He remembered when he accidentally said something similar and he was in a coma for a whole month, not even his fast healing could help him. 

It was like a switch turning on, the beast that lived within you had been released from its cage and not even God could save this man now. You stalked towards him, he still smirked thinking he was safe. You jump, wrapping your legs around his neck and twisting, bringing him down using a move your good friend Natasha had taught you. You move swiftly while he is down, sending a harsh kick to his face, hearing the satisfying crack of his nose and possibly jaw breaking. You grab him by his hair and lift him, a large grin covering your face as you bring him eye level with you. 

“You wanna repeat that, Princess?” You bring him closer, whispering in his ear. “How bout you go make me a sandwich, put on a cute set and I’ll bash your dick in with a baseball bat. How do ya like the sound of that? Cause I love it.” 

He struggles within your grip, trying to swing at you but with your other hand that isn’t gripping his hair. You snap his arms, relishing in the sound of bones breaking. His screams echo the warehouse, dumbarse had lured us in here without a backup plan or backup. 

You let go of your grip on his hair, immediately switching to gripping his throat instead. “You don’t like my plan, Princess? Rethinking the whole thing? Cause ya already pissed me off by threatening the man I love, but then you had the balls to say THAT? Tell me, Princess. Just between us girls. Did mummy not give you any hugs as a kid? Cause how did you think this was gonna go? You could’ve ‘killed’ the Wolverine, but he wouldn’t have stayed dead. No. But if he heard you touching me, touching what’s HIS. He would’ve torn you to shreds, but slowly. Very slowly. It’s what makes me love him.” You pat the man’s cheek, grinning as he winces. 

“How bout an apology and I won’t kill you.”

“F–fuck you.” He spits at you, SPITS. Not even clear fucking spit, this shit has blood in it. You lift your hand, wiping the spit with the back of it and then onto his clothes. 

Your face screwed up. “Well, that was stupid.” With quick movements, you throw him, watching him crash into a wall so hard that it leaves a dent. Your hand reaches out and a bat flies into it. “You’re not wearing that cute set and I don’t have a sandwich, but this will do.” He tries to shuffle away, his eyes wide. You stalk toward him and swing, smashing his dick and balls with one hit. Think Superman merged with Hulk strength, how do you think his twig and berries did?

A scream rips out of his mouth before his eyes roll back and he falls backwards. You frown and poke him with your bat. “Hey mista, you dead?” You look at Logan, “Bitch passed out.” He shakes his head at the pout on your lips. 

He walks over and places a kiss on your head, “C’mon, let’s go home now or better yet. You ready to do something real risky, Sweets.” Your eyes light up.

“Do you mean…?!”

Logan nods, smirking. “I’ll finally let you fuck me while I drive.” Your squeals escape as you jump into his arms, smothering his face with kisses.

“OH THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU! You’re the best husband a woman could ask for!” And with that, Logan carries you out as you stare at him dreamily.

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