✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝙵𝚒𝚡𝙸𝚝𝙵𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚡 | 𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙼𝚊𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚏𝚏 | 𝚇-𝙼𝙴𝙽

<TAKES PLACE IN X-MEN THE DARK PHEONIX>

"So. That sucked," you say, standing behind a certain ginger. "I would ask who you are.." Jean begins, wiping her tears and raising her hand. "Your uh reading my mind? Here." you bow gentlemen-like for the psychic.

"Y/n. Your a time traveler." you nod. "I'm a fix-it-Felix kinda guy, when someone does a bad that I can fix without ruining time completely, I show up. And like- there's some bad's after you." you pick up a pen and point it at her. "I dunno who you are, but you're involved I think. You're big, uh- I hope you're not bad. Because they're a batch of bad's coming."

"For you." you finally point at her again. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but.. I'm one of them I think. The bad." you shrug, "You don't look like one. You don't act like one." you observe her, zooming around. She looks at the rollerblades you were on. "So, you're gonna tell me why you're a piece in something bad? As a kinda backstory check?" you sit comfortably on a chair behind her.

You had found her in an abandoned house far West. "I could- show you." She lets videos play in your mind. Like a movie that kept clipping through scenes.

You stand up. "I told you. Not bad," you say. "How can you say that, you saw everything. Everything I did.." tears flowed down her cheeks. "You didn't mean to," you say, looking down. Your fingers messed with the pen in your hand. "And If you didn't mean to, it doesn't matter." she snaps up.

"Are you crazy? Of course, it does! I killed her. I loved her." She wipes her face. "And if I could fix it? Would you listen to me for a second?" you ask, approaching her. Jean looks at you, "You can.. Do that? You can stop me?" You shrug, "hasn't not worked before."

"But I'm different now, what if you don't come back..?"
"What happens to me if you can? To now?"

You purse your lips. "You're psychic so it'd probably be like a dream. At least that's what I've heard. No one else would really blink any way towards it."
"Do it!"
"Okay, do I need to be like combat-ready? Like- you gonna try to beat me up?" you ask, tilting your head.
"No, I won't. I promise."
"And if I do this you'll promise to listen to me?"
"Anything, just please fix what I did. Please."

You smile, as the world around you fades into specks, you look to the roads in front of you, and find the one hour before. You click your many watches on your wrist and take a ride.

You see Jean stomp out of her father's house, as a helicopter lands. You check your watch.
43:21.
You knew the person who would die would walk right out of that plane. You just had to protect the blue one who walked out.

A group of people walk out. You groan you had to protect all these guys?
You reverse time and Parkour up to the plane before it landed. You lifted up your mask, but someone grabbed your arm.

You were at hyper speed right now.
He looked at you puzzled.

You rip your arm away and unfreeze time. "Hey! Don't land this!" you stop Hank, freezing him in time. "She's fast!" "they're fast- I'm not a girl." you huff. "What no way!" "Who are you?! Hank?" Mystique shouts. "Don't land this thing! One of you will die. Is there a psychic in here?"

"No, she's down there. Don't listen to them, they just showed up, we don't know who sent them!" Scott argues. "Jokes on you he's frozen right now so you gotta listen to me for a second! Bleh!" you pull your eyelid tauntingly.

"I'm from the future and- you're all screwed- well one of you is if you land this thing! Jean totally sent me from the future- well 5 hours future! It's bad! Real bad!" you scold. "Proof! Your Scott you and Jean are getting it on, your Peter- you're the hot one- You're Kurt- you're the quirky one- Your Ororo- the cool one- and you guys, Raven and Hank. You guys are also getting it! And one of you won't get it if you LAND THIS THING!"