Y/n had left the barbershop and had met a young mutant who asked for his autograph.
"You really think I can be a fighter?" The young mutant asked with wonder in his eyes.
Y/n smirked and nodded. " you can do anything you set your mind to, you just have to give it all you've got and never let anyone tell you otheriwise." Y/n said clenching his hand for emphasis.
His words inspired the young mutant and he brought a big smile the child's face. " I will Mr. Pugilist wait!" The boy said excitedly before running back to his mom.
Y/n smiled and and began to head on his way when suddenly.
"Pugilist."
Y/n turned to the voice and saw a middle aged African American man walking towards him.
"Oh, hello, how can I help you , autograph?" Y/n asked then palmed a fist. " trouble nearby?"
The man shook his head and pulled out his phone. " just came to confront you about something."
Y/n raised an eyebrow. " what you mean?"
"The man began scrolling. " somebody sent me a picture of you.....it appears." The man then showed y/n a photo of him hugged up on rogue. "You've been snowbunnied." He said firmly.
Suddenly members of the African American and Hispanic community popped out.
"What?! Y/n say it ain't so??" Y/Ns barber asked in shock.
"We will never be free." Another spoke
" if it ain't snowing you ain't going huh, Storm wasn't good enough for you!?" Another shouted from a window.
Y/n was caught off guard "Wait cmon guys it's not like that!"
"oh mixed young brotha it seems very much like that." The man holding the phone said scrolling through more photos taking by media.
"Uhh..." y/n then caught the sight of an Asian man with a sword walking by. " hey man can you back me up?!"
"My wife is green, you're on your own." The swordsman spoke as he kept walking,
"Oh cmon!" Y/n shouted in irritation. "Look fellas, it's not like have preference or anything, I love all women but my girl had something I as a man couldn't look past."
"And what's that?" The barber asked with crossed arms.
"A Fat ass" y/n spoke with a serious tone.
The men were driven to silence.
"Im talking junk in the trunk, southern hospitality cheeks, Yams." Y/n said with a clenched hand. "There is no greater weakness."
.........
"Shit he's right." The man with the phone spoke.
"Yeah we would all do the same thing." The barber spoke.
"Boobs are better than ass" another spoke.....however his words were not taken well as everyone had stared at him now. " what?"
"GET HIS ASS!" Y/n shouted.
(0.05)
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Boom!
I know not a chapter, I've just been in oneshot mode lately lol.
This was inspired by the Dr. Umar memes I see on a daily as well as the fact that storm could have the love interest I went with for the story.
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Two Hands | An X-Men Story. (Male Reader)
AventuraY/Ns grandfather once told him "the insulting words, their harsh treatment, allow it to wash over you, like a river over stone" he held those words close to his heart. Y/n didn't have much, but that was ok, why stress over things he couldn't contro...
