✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 | 𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙼𝚊𝚡𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏 | 𝚇-𝙼𝙴𝙽

"Obsessed with you-" you cork a screw into your larger metal. "Wanna have sex with you-" "Dream come true-" you sing along, looking into the open roster in your mechanics.

Y/n would you turn that down, please?

You ignore the physics message and continue humming to the beat. "You and me, we were meant to be-" 2 men burst through the door. "You're like interrupting me," you say, looking closer down your Pipes finish.

"Bridal style, nice move." you look up, flipping your metal mask up. Eric was holding Charles with a questioning look and now a blush. "It's nearly 4 AM Y/n-" "The music's not the problem- that metal is literally titanium, and I installed sound foam a week ago. Isn't the sound much clearer now?!"

Eric turns your music off with a sigh. "I didn't think I'd be doing this again." "Hey! Rude! Lame! Blasphemy!" you argue, "hmm. Your sing-along thoughts woke me up." "doesn't Hank have like pills for that?" you spin in your chair, flipping a wrench in your hand in the air.

"If he hasn't done that yet I can drug up some stuff down here." you click your tongue. "No," Eric says before Charles even opens his mouth. "Cute. You gonna go now?" "you haven't slept in nearly 2 days."

"The trick's unfiltered espresso. That shit should be illegal. Blood pressure went skyrocketing after a day with that." Eric raises your chair by the metal and carries you out, you squirm and jump out. "I'm not disabled! Meh!" you pull your eyelid. "Not yet, Moja wiewiórka."

"If that's a slur in Russian I'm going to be upset." you cross your arms and flip your mask back down. You reverse the chair's motion back to you. "Go take your hubby back to bed senior." you fire up your iron.

Eric went to pick you up with a few strands of metal when you reversed it back to dust. Rewind. Your mutant 'gift' you could speed, slow, or pause objects, yourself, and time. And you eventually found your way through time too. Until you got back here.

Where you met him.

"Enough." Eric tries again. "I'm just leaving! This was lame!" you dash off to the main hall, with your tiny project, you find yourself building things in your spare time, until your skills became actually useful. Or not, you were building a Mutant Taser right now.

You keep at your work as you go down the halls of the school.

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"Day 3!" you cheer, blinking strangely, and grabbing the now huge finished gun. Finished enough for a test drive. You'd do what you usually did, shoot something and reverse the damage after.

You put the gun on your shoulder and walk out of your lab. "What's that?" you look over to see Peter now right in front of you with a twinkie stuffed in his mouth. "Newest baddie, this one will target anything Green from a 100 feet distance. Wanna go try it out?!" Peter and you rush out into the gardens. "So Scott already destroyed Charles's favorite tree, so the basketball court's next," Peter explains.

You move the gun's aim to the empty court. The gym class wasn't for a while. "Rip!" your finger pulls the trigger, a painted missile finds itself directly in the middle of the court, where a single leaf laid. As you both watched the explosion, you brought your hand up, and with a turn rewinded to its previous state.

"Fun fun." you celebrate. You smack your lips. "3 weeks for a second of entertainment, life is so boring..." you hum, beginning to walk away in a slump. "Ah, y/n. There you are." Charles with Kurt in hand appeared in front of you. "Just in the Nick of time."

"I don't know any Nick's.." you mumble, "who's Nick?" Peter asks, dashing next to you. "Indeed, You're off to bed." "I thought we went over this. I got things to do! Life to live. And Nick's to meet!" you insist, "it's like noon." Peter says, in confusion. "Yeah the moment my buddy wakes up you're gonna send me off? What kind of fair is that? I'm gonna start a mutiny! Watch your back!"