#x men imagine
Chapter 1
Stranger Of Time (an X-Men and Doctor Who Crossover)
So many battles waged over the years - and yet, none of them like this. Are we destined to destroy each other, or can we change who we are, and unite? Is the future truly set?
–Professor X
“Professor, we can’t go on like this” Kitty said solemnly “How long are we going to have to run and fight for our lives?”
“I don’t know.” He paused
“This war has been going on for decades, I don’t think it will end until we’re all dead.”
“How did all of this start?” Kitty asked
“In 1973, a couple of weeks before the Paris Peace Accords, Bolivar Trask, founder and CEO of Trask Industries, suggests the Sentinel Mark I program to the U.S. Army. They reject the idea, however, and a few weeks later Trask is killed by Mystique in Paris. This made the U.S. Army understand the danger of the mutants and they initiate the Sentinel Mark I program. They later capture Mystique and use her DNA to upgrade the Sentinels so that they can adapt to their powers.”
“Kitty” he paused “How far back can you send someone?”
“I need you to send me back to 1973”
“I can send someone back a month at most without their mind getting ripped apart, but not 50 years.”
“I can do it” Logan chimes in “my mind can regenerate”
“No Logan, let me do it” Xavier demands
“Look, we can’t have anything go wrong to the most powerful mind in the world.
If you went back, who knows what would happen.” Says Kitty
“If you went back like that, the planet could be in danger” says a strange man with a British accent, “but if you need to go back I can help you.”
“Who are you?” Logan says as he brings his claws out
“Boy, you humans really are something.” The man pauses, “I’m The Doctor.”
“Doctor Who?” Asks Bobby
“The Doctor? I’ve heard stories about you when I was a kid”
Says Charles
“Yeah, I’m quite popular. So, what year are we headed to?”
“Who are you?”
Asks Kitty
“I told you, I’m The Doctor, just The Doctor. I’m here to help you.”
“This guy is insane” says Bobby
“I prefer Mad Man”
“Listen to him. He knows what he’s talking about” says Charles
“Are you sure about this professor?” Asks Kitty
“Yes, if this man says who his is is true, then we can trust him”
“But how do we know if we can trust him?” Logan asks while eyeing The Doctor
“Read his mind-” Kitty started but was cut off
“No! Don’t do that, it may be too much for you. If you’ve heard about me Professor then you know how many lives and memories are crammed into my head”
The building started to shake
“Guys! We don’t have time for this, Someone go back in time already!” Bobby yelled
“Doctor, take me to 1973, I to stop Raven from killing Bolivar Trask.”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t let you meet talk to yourself, it’s too dangerous, it could tear the universe apart”
“Then take me” says Logan
“Fine, but one rule: No killing”
“What? You really are insane” Kitty interrupted
“Killing isn’t the only way to get results, killing only corrupts you and leads you nowhere.”
“No promises, Doctor” Logan said through gritted teeth
“Look, you have your rules and I have mine, no killing”
“Logan, do what he says” says the professor
“Fine.” Logan said reluctantly “Let’s get the hell out of here”
“Follow me!” The Doctor said, about to run out of the room, but then a sentinel crashed through the wall
“Oh shit!” Bobby yelled
“Uh, basically, RUN!” The Doctor yelled while running toward the TARDIS
To be continued?
Your boyfriend prepared a nice evening for you to startoff the weekend after a very exhausting and demanding week in the hospital.
Requestedby (I think this was) anon: “Can I reaquest something with Donald Pierce where the reader is a doctor during quarantine and she works so hard and he is so supportive of her by paying regular visits to her in hospital or preparing dinner for them when she gets back home? Just need some Donald Pierce fluff during this time. Have a good day/night”
and, as it was laying around in my inbox:
A/N: Hope you like it!
“Babyyy, you need to stay away from me,” (Y/N) ran a hand through her hair and pushing him away.
“I can’t get infected,” he expressed, kissing her cheek as he hugged her tighter.
“Why are you like this?” she chuckled, pecking his lips.
“Perfect?” he smirked.
“… get off.” The woman pushed him off.
“I’m joking,” Donald laughed, watching her pull the blanket away with her.
“Ugh, it’s already 11pm, I’m so exhausted with everything.” she sighed.
“My lady, let me escort you to bed,” he scooped her in his arms and walked towards the bedroom.
“What did I do to deserve you?” she murmured as they both slipped into bed.
“The bare minimum,” he whispered, keeping her close.
****
“Is that better?” (Y/N) inquired, maintaining eye contact with the patient, remote in hand.
“Yes, thank you so much, miss.” the woman got comfy as the bed was better adjusted for her.
“Make sure to let anyone know if you experience any more discomfort alright?” offering a reassuring smile, she walked away once she was happy with the patient’s answer.
“How is she?”
“Stable, she should be alright.” she nodded before heading outside for her break. Walking towards the exit, she pulled her latex gloves off, dropping it in the bin, washing her hands and taking some hand sanitizer.
As soon as she was out, a tired sigh escaped her. Too many new cases, some are getting worse quickly and others are recovering slowly. They were severely understaffed, low on equipment and a too-low-a budget for the necessary protection for doctors and nurses. It was tiring, overwhelming, but she had so much support, both in the workplace and at home that created a sort of determination that stopped her from collapsing from exhaustion entirely.
Taking a deep breath, her eyes fluttered closed. It wasn’t particularly hot in the hospital, but it definitely felt cooler out here, the small breeze
“Baby!”
Eyes shot open, did she hear her name or was it the hectic morning that had already taken a toll on her.
When she saw a familiar figure approaching her, an eyebrow shot up.
“What are you doing here babe?” the woman inquired as she eyed the paper bag he was carrying.
“Had to travel across the city so I thought I’d buy you lunch so you didn’t have to do more hasslin’.”
“Aw babe,” she cooed, hugging him with one hand as the other grasped the bag, “thank you.” (Y/N) murmured, inspecting its contents.
“Of course darling,” he whispered, kissing her cheek and keeping her in his embrace.
“Do you know what time you’ll be finished tonight?” Donald’s eyes were soft, hoping she could get a little more rest and return home at a reasonable hour.
“I don’t know, I’m sorry."
"Don’t be, just text me 45 minutes before you get home ‘right?” he pecked her temple.
“Okay.” she nodded, watching him let go.
“I need to go, stay safe sweetheart!” the last thing he let go was her hand as he scurried to the black SUV that was parked around the corner.
“You too babe!"
****
The woman was happy to be let off early for the weekend given the current situation, but also felt bad for some colleagues whose shift was starting tonight or early tomorrow morning until late in the evening, up until midweek.
Checking the time, she was proud of herself for texting her boyfriend, yet again a very on-point estimation of her time of arrival. Similar to the last five days as he asked her to do.
He made sure he was home before she was with some warm food he picked up on the way all presented nicely for when she was back so they could eat together.
"Baby I’m back.” she announced after locking the front door and pushing her feet out of her shoes, slipping them in her slippers.
It felt good to relax at home.
“Babe?” she called out when she didn’t hear him. There was a delicious smell coming from the kitchen, however.
“In here sweetheart.” Pierce finally answered.
Walking towards the kitchen, her mouth practically watering as the smell became more intense.
“No you didn’t.” (Y/N) whined, connecting the dots.
“Yes I did baby.” He glanced at the time and turned to her, “take your clothes off and get in the bathroom.”
“There’s more?” her head cocked to the side in disbelief.
“Always, now go.” leaning over the oven to peer into it, watching how cooked the meal he was making was, “I’ll be there in a second.” Donald ushered.
Obligingly, the woman walked to the bedroom, slipping her clothes off and wrapping her towel around her before pacing towards the bathroom.
“Surprise love.” he smirked, opening the door for her. In the cheesiest way he could possibly achieve, candles created a romantic setting as the rose petals littering the clean floor and warm water-bomb-filled bath.
“How long did all this take?” she sighed in admiration.
“Not long, just had to set it all out, I bought everything over the last few days.”
“This is too perfect.” she pouted.
“Not yet.” he pecked her lips, taking his and her towel and placing it on the hook, slipping into the bath and gesturing for her to come in as well.
He hugged her tightly when she did, resting his head on her shoulder.
“Is the water too hot?” he whispered.
“No, it’s a great baby.” she chuckled, scooting comfortably against him.
“Just a heads up, we’ll only be able to stay for twenty minutes, I overshot and I don’t want the food to burn in the oven.”
“That’s really okay, I’m already so grateful for everything you’ve done for me. What can I do to make up for it?“
"Baby, you’ve done more than enough.” he scoffed.
“But it’s my job!” the woman looked back at him.
He cleared his throat, noting the determined look (Y/N) gave him, and sighed. She wasn’t going to budge on this.
“Fine, give me a kiss and we’ll be even."
Reluctantly, she complied, "alright.” reaching up and kissing him deeply.
He smiled in the kiss, rubbing circles in her hips before she pulled away.
“I love you.” she murmured.
“I love you too.” Donald smiled.
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Having thought you were finally in the clear from being hunted as one of the original X-Men alongside your friend Logan, you were certain you could go on with life, until he asked for you help to protect someone.
Requestedbyanon: “not sure if request are open, but if they are could I request a nice old man logan & laura kinney imagine? in which while they are all on the run from transigen, logan calls up the reader who’s an old friend. reader has the ability to shift into a wolf and once they meet up and reader shifts in front of them, laura is all like—"puppy!“ anyways, hope this makes sense. “
A/N: Hope you like it! I did it in two parts again because I went a little overboard! Sorry!
Warning: violence (pretty graphic), cursing.
The sudden text caught her off guard.
~ Close? ~
Opening a can of coke, she drank it quickly, knowing she would need the extra energy for this, whether it be running or fighting. The woman hoped it could end tonight, but to ensure their victory, they had to train the children to the best of their abilities to gain the maximum advantage.
The drive would be an anxious twenty minutes, it was late afternoon and creeping into the area in a car would make it challenging to keep a low profile. Logan hadn’t answered, this wasn’t good.
This was the decision. It was now or never. Stopping the car before the large fields that paved the way to the woods, she locked the car, hiding the key, scanning the surroundings from any prying eyes, hiding behind the care, she shifted effortlessly into her wolf form, which could easily have been equivalent to the size of the SUV.
Her dark grey fur will easily blend among the large bushes, she got this. Rushing into the woods, speeding cautiously towards the cabin. Empty, ravaged, messy. Sniffing out familiar scents, she understood that they had gone deep into the forest. Her ideal hunting environment.
Racing between the trees, nearly impossible to hear, in the direction of the scent she picked up on that only grew stronger. Sensing them close, she morphed back into human form as she pounced on a tree, staying suspended on a branch which gave a clear picture of where everyone was.
The not-too-stranger blond cyborg was standing in front of some captured children, a very restrained Laura and a bloodied Logan. The leading scientist was crouching in front of the girl she had grown to love and a Logan-gimmick that was much more terrifying and violent. Great.
A bunch of his men were scattered around, she decided to pick them one at a time. Jumping to another tree until she got at a comfortable distance but also invisible from the number of other men. It was a technique she would use until the very last man standing.
Discreetly shifting back into her wolf form, she crept onto the man that had moved out of the pack to take a leak. Moments before he could unzip his zipper, she stood tall behind him, grasping him in his mouth and dragging him into a bush, finishing him off.
“We’re heading back to the truck to get more ammo.” three men explained. When Donald gave them the go, they started to walk back.
Stalking her prey, she sneaked at their level, in the shadows, getting ready to jump when they had their backs turned.
A low growl vibrated in her throat which alerted them.
“What the-” the large angry eyes of an overgrown canis lupus hushed them into silence. Bearing her fangs, she practically tore them apart, killing them. A narrowly missed gunshot as the last soldier died alerted the five remaining men.
“What was that?” Donald turned around, seeing the truck practically untouched from the distance.
“You’re fucked you ugly son of a bitch.” Logan spat.
“By who? This is all of you.” The scientist scanned around.
An aggressive howl made them nearly jump out of their skin. Their hearts dropped when they turned around, watching a majestic dark grey six foot wolf standing tall in intimidation, bearing teeth.
As a soldier tried to lift his gun, she attacked him, biting him hard and slamming him into the ground, clawing at a second one’s skin and nearly pulling off the last soldier’s head.
Charging towards the scientist, she rammed him back first into a tree, paralysing him. Growling lowly, she maintained eye contact with the remaining security guard, whose hand was hovering over his holter. Prowling closer to him, she stopped momentarily to claw the childrens’ and Logan’s restraints before strided before him. As if savouring the look in his eyes before his end was to come.
“Get it boy!” he yelled. Just as she was about to end him, something pulled her backwards, hitting her spin against a fallen tree. (Y/N) whined, slowly standing back up, shaking off the pain.
The children went to deal with Donald Pierce as Laura helped her father up.
The look on her face said it all, he was going to regret it. The blades slid out of his knuckles and she barely made it out, the next blow as she reached for his neck scratched her shoulder. A grunt escaped her. Limping, she stood out of reach, trying to regain a little strength. Seeing his wounds heal really dropped her determination to finish him off. How was she even going to do that?
That was until Logan came up from behind him, his own blades protruding through it’s upper stomach. Before it could hurt him, the woman lunged at his arm, munching on it.
Laura yelled, running to the three, crouching as her own blades slid out of her knuckles and she sliced the back of his kneecaps.
Struggling, the mutant retracted his edges and striked a punch in her jaw, making her whine and falter back. She became a little dizzy, chewing slowly to recover from the blow. It was a little hard staying still with also a slightly injured leg.
Fortunately for her, the pair of them were able to finish it off before any more injuries were had.
In addition, the children had put a permanent halt to Donald Pierce – who had become part of the earth now.
Laura slowly approached (Y/N), watching with curious eyes as she shyly returned the eye contact.
“Puppy,” she murmured, reaching up and running her hand through the fur on her head. The wolf hummed in delight, eyes closing slightly.
“What the fuck? YOU CAN TALK?!” Logan yelled.
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Having thought you were finally in the clear from being hunted as one of the original X-Men alongside your friend Logan, you were certain you could go on with life, until he asked for you help to protect someone.
Requestedbyanon: “not sure if request are open, but if they are could I request a nice old man logan & laura kinney imagine? in which while they are all on the run from transigen, logan calls up the reader who’s an old friend. reader has the ability to shift into a wolf and once they meet up and reader shifts in front of them, laura is all like—"puppy!“ anyways, hope this makes sense. “
A/N: Hope you like it! I did it in two parts again because I went a little overboard! Sorry!
Warning: violence (pretty graphic) in the second part, cursing probably.
A small sigh escaped her lips, lowering her cap to conceal her eyes as she took a sip of her warm drink.
It was a sunny, peaceful afternoon and she was going to enjoy it as long as it lasted before she needed to move on. People might still be out, looking for her, but she had to admit it had become very quiet lately.
She had almost started to let her guard down, almost.
Having been one of the few mutant-borns still out there, (Y/N) needed to make sure she stayed out of any trouble constantly and not let her instincts take over. Those were the old days, and even now a few she might still be watched.
“Here is your sandwich to go.” the waiter placed it on her table with a smile.
“Thank you very much.” she nodded, standing up, making sure she had everything with her before heading to her car.
Slipping inside, she made sure the door was locked before pulling her cap off and sunglasses. Unwrapping her sandwich and munching on it.
After taking a sip from her drink, her phone vibrated on the passenger seat.
Lifting an eyebrow at the unexpected text, she awkwardly wiped her hands and grasped her phone.
A number she was surprised to see popped up.
~ We need to meet, we’re on the run, location? ~
We?
This must not be good at all. (Y/N) sat back in her chair, her heart lurching, she didn’t want to be back in the loop of the rush of being caught, but it was Logan, he wouldn’t have asked if he didn’t have a good reason. A sigh escaped her, if she was going to expose herself to this, she had to be clever enough to remain discreet.
****
It had been three days since the text, two of which were preparations and actual driving on the road, she was exhausted, and given the fact that she was half an hour early to their meeting, she might have been able to take a nap.
Until a knock on her door made her jump out of her skin. The figure stood outside, having recognised the car despite her tinted windows, he waited until she let him in.
To which, the girl did. Watching his face as he entered brought back so many memories, it seemed all the good times were just a dream, that it never existed. The woman just realised, what was she supposed to say to him? After all those years of hunting, killing – or rather, being hunted, being killed, having to live as a ghost in a very living world and then finally meet another ghost whose stories converged at one point? Chilling.
“Hey Logan,” she smiled. His features were older, clothes ragged, life visibly took a toll on him, he was tired of it, but he also looked somewhat determined.
“Hey.” he grunted, sitting still. There was a moment of silence, unspoken respect and putting any unresolved issues aside.
“Come here you grumpy old man.” (Y/N) reached and hugged him tightly. Slowly, he returned the hug.
“It’s been a while.” he sighed as she pulled away.
“What did you need me for? You’re on the run? What did you do now?” her stern voice returned. He wouldn’t have sought out a hand to anyone else, the woman was a cherished friend that would understand his character, so getting straight to the point,
“I have a daughter.” he responded bluntly,
“A daughter? How-”
“Not mine, this, company, used my DNA.”
“Artificial? Fucked up,” she breathed out in disappointment. This could be very bad, in case it was not ethically disturbing beforehand.
“She escaped, came to me and now.”
“Yeah, I get it.” she nodded, “Do you have a plan?”
He stayed quiet.
“Run, got it. And where is she?”
“In another car.”
“She’s here? You left her on her own to talk to me? Are you insane? You’ve already lost points on parental skills!” the girl expressed, baffled.
“I didn’t know whether you were going to help.” he justified.
“You came to me, obviously I’m going to help you, who am I? You?” a scoff escaped her. He chuckled, clearly having missed their banter, “well go on then, call her here, we have no time to waste.”
Pressing the button on the car door, the window opened slowly, until it stopped just to frame his eyes. Facing a dirty, bullet-holed limousine. Why didn’t she notice that earlier? Of course that dump is his. The car door opened and out came a small brunette girl, she hurried over, opened (Y/N)’s car door, slipped inside and closed it.
“Hey sweetie.” the woman smiled, peering into the back seat, “I’m (Y/N), it’s nice to meet you. What’s your name?”
“Her name is Laura, she doesn’t speak.” Logan filled in, watching as the girl studied the child’s unbothered face.
****
It had been a week since they arrived at the border, their fake passports were still in the works, they were miles away from ‘Transigen’s’ last known location. This tiny cabin would be harder to find as it was concealed by the very large stretch of woodland in the area.
Since they had become their number one target however, having rescued the majority of children, they still had to keep their guard up, more than ever. It had been a tiring month but it was worth it.
What had been a very secretive organisation with an unknown number of agents turned into a collapsed infrastructure with scientists, nurses and children, disappeared. Only this certain ‘Donald Pierce’ and his ‘Reavers’, along with the leading scientist were left. If they could get rid of them, this could all finally end and these poor children could finally start adjusting to a good life.
It was (Y/N)’s run to the supermarket, picking up an ungodly amount of food for 17 mouths to feed. After paying and getting weird looks from customers and the cashier, she hauled the shopping bags towards her car, which had become drastically unreliable from the insane sudden mileage.
~ They’re here ~
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Dating Logan Howlett would include…
- Okay so we know big man Logan has no time for emotions
- Or at least that is what he leads people to believe.
- Deep down this man is soft
- And when you are alone he isn’t afraid to show it. Just don’t expect the same treatment in public.
- He loves to cuddle at home
- He just like having you close so the position doesn’t matter to him but he does favour having you pressed tightly against him
- It makes him feel calmer having you so close
- He is very protective of you, which can easily go into possessiveness
- He doesn’t mean to be but he doesn’t allow his guard to be down around many people, so he like to keep those people safe
- You have to do the cooking as he cannot cook anything
- It’s a miracle that he has survived this long with his knowledge in the kitchen
- He also hates technology so don’t expect anything fancy in your home, you have a landline and a tv that is from the 80’s and that’s about it.
- Except from his truck, which he updates every few years
- He isn’t very social, but Logan encourages you to go out with you friends
- But if you go too often he wont stop you but will grumble about it under his breath
- He will try to stop you from getting wrapped up in Xavier’s messes if you are a mutant, but if you insist on helping, he will join you
- Charles learnt this and used it to his advantage very quickly
- You would be good friends with Ororo
- He has plans to marry you, but would hold off for his own anxieties about not being enough for you
- He would, in the end, just ask you as you were falling asleep, getting a soft ‘yes’ as his answer
- Dating Logan comes with its challenges, but you find it is worth it in the end
I hold my lover by the hand
