Oneshots that are result of random ideas and just stories that didn't make the cut because reasons
The mature warning is there for dark or smutty oneshots that I might make, But outside of that i can make some slice of life or comedic stuff as...
Ya boy has been hit with a double whammy, Writers block and laziness, bunch of ideas that I started and still need to get finished but for now, since a couple readers suggested it, let's do a skin based oneshot
And I mean damn, red rogue redemption, just one of those things you imagine until it hits, cause DAAAYUM
From what I can see with the skins description, rogue is actually out in the galaxy, even riding a mechanical horse , and given what I know about the story ( at least more recent details) I can work with this.
Enjoy! ———
What's the ideal day?
Y/n could tell you his, him, his beautiful and amazing wife Anna Marie, beach house in Puerto Rico, eating, dancing , walking by the beach, making love, cuddling, and most importantly, no world ending crisis, he couldn't ask for anything else.
What did he get instead?
"The Timelines are getting fucked by Dooms, Can't get in contact with my time, my dumbass had to help out gambit because I owed him one, and Now Rogues gonna Break my spine in too when she realizes I'm not in bed!" Y/n rants as he walks back and fourth on he inside his auto pilot space shuttle , which he had snatched after a failed heist set up by his friend Remy. Y/n dropped into his seat and rubbed his face, currently done with his circumstances. " oh my god bruh......" y/n groaned in annoyance.
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"They don't pay enough for this bullshit...." Y/n sighed as he stared into the vastness of space, he really didn't expect things to go like this, and it all honestly made him feel so small in the grand scheme of things, he lost contact with gambit and the rest of the posses because he thought it best to separate until collector got bored of the chase, but with no way to contact anyone else what was he to do? How is the guy who punches and kicks good supposed to deal with something like time getting altered and abused to the or enemies benefit?
y/n opened his wallet and looked at his personal wedding photo, rogue in full wedding gown leaning into his cheek with the happiest smile her face. " ....il fight like I always have." Y/n answered his thoughts, steeling his resolve, kissing the photo and putting away, rubbing his wedding ring as he approached a planet. " finally landing soon-
Suddenly the shuttle rattled roughly making readjust in alert. " The Hell!?" Y/n said in shock as he activated the ships radar, he analyzed the enemy ship and took a look at the data the ship provided .
"Alchemax?? Who the hell are they!?" Y/n yelped as took the ship off autopilot, and speed up, avoiding fire as much as he could, and considering this ship wasn't for dog fighting was hard than it looked. " Oh you are so lucky I don't feel like floating In space!" Y/n growled in frustration at the enemy ship as he was more than capable of tearing that ship apart with a solid punch, keep note of the shuttles ever decreasing shield.
