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X-Men Meme: Two OTPS

MovieVerse Scott/Logan & ComicVerse Scott/Logan (Now before anyone argues this logic with me in saying they are in fact the same characters anyone who has read the comics & seen the films know that they are very dramatically different in each outlet. I happen to love them both and because of their differences I feel like it is almost like shipping two different pairings because each has their own history, but both are incredible to watch/read their stories unfold.)

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Scott Summers/Cyclops

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…You had to be fucking kidding him.

Doing his jeans off, scowling as the guy practically bolted out the door, Logan stalked out of the restaurant to find Scott. Standing next to the car, as prissy as you goddamn pleased.

Logan punched him right across his smug, stupid face.

Goddamn it, now he was turned on and angry as hell. Not a fun combination.

Jerking open the car door, Logan got behind the wheel, fingers gripping it tightly.

Bastard.

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He probably deserved that, which was why Logan didn't get punched back.

Scott just sighed faintly, rubbing a hand over his jaw as he got into the passenger seat. Yeah, interrupting Logan's random hook-up and cutting it off in the middle probably wasn't the nicest of things to do. Scott had just been irritated. And . . . something else he didn't particularly care to examine too deeply. Another emotion that made him feel something other than just plain irritated.

At least Logan--even in his anger--had the good sense to have punched Scott in the jaw, not the temple, where his glasses would have been knocked off.

He didn't say anything right away. What was there to say?

He did, eventually, say, "Are we still on for that vacation? Or would you just spend the entire time wanting to punch me, now?" Scott doubted Logan would actually call it off, though. God knew they'd done worse things to each other in the past.

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James Marsden in Small Apartments

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The progression of Wolverine/Cyclops’ friendship in the original trilogy

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Logan was washing his hands when the guy came in behind him. Brown hair, big brown eyes, and broad shoulders. Yeah, Logan was perfectly happy to exchange glances with him in the mirror. 

Fuck knew who moved first, but the looks turned to groping kisses, and then Logan was on his knees while the guy was sprawled back against the sink, his cock down Logan’s throat. 

Fuck. How long had it been since Logan had done this? Way too goddamn long. And maybe he was feeling the drinks. Just a little.

God, it felt good, though.

No names, no talking, just some guy pounding his throat and Logan grabbing his hips for dear fucking life.

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By the time ten minutes had passed, Scott was forced to accept that idea that Logan was definitely having sex in a disgusting pub bathroom. Either that or he'd jumped out the window and left, but Scott was fairly sure the first assumption was the correct one.

Wonderful.

Not particularly how Scott wanted to spend his evening.

And after a further five minutes of getting hit on by a man in far too much leather, Scott was done. He excused himself from the terrible flirting attempts, threw some money on the bar, and stalked toward the bathroom. He threw open the only cubicle that was occupied, and gave them both a very unimpressed stare.

"Pull your pants back up and leave," Scott told the stranger. His tone was just flat enough--and scary enough--to make the man do exactly that. "Logan, I'll be out by the car."

Then Scott went to do exactly that, winding up standing next to the car and taking a small amount of satisfaction from the way the stranger slunk past him, shoulders hunched.

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Unusual Allies | Scott and Natasha

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“Enough. Been there a couple of times. I’ve got photographic memory, more than a couple of times isn’t needed. I don’t even know if I was born with it or not.” She liked to think she was. Something had to be natural. 

At the sight of his grimace, the woman wondered how much she exactly knew about him, except the fact that he was a mutant and a X-man. Unless you read a file, which would certainly make you break so rules, details wouldn’t be spared. Knowing the basics of someone wasn’t pleasant, at least not to Natasha.

Her eyes searched for the missing details. He was fit, definitely polished and well put together, respect for the person he was meeting and self-awareness. His hands were dry, he probably didn’t care that much for lotions. But what gave him away were the glasses. She’d heard about them, how he couldn’t control the optic blasts after an accident that caused brain damage. Ruby quartz, it seemed to be the material of the lens, but her knowledge in minerals was a bit rusty. 

She didn’t know the why’s. Why he didn’t care for lotions, why the accident happened, why it affected him and how. Those were the important questions. She could analyse him all she wanted, the questions would remain. 

“They are a threat to someone. I don’t care if it is to the Avengers or the X-Men. A threat needs to be neutralized.” Natasha said, with her eyes now on the globe instead of Scott. There weren’t that many people to intrigue her, so switching her focus had been harder than usual.

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Scott nodded approvingly. If he had to make a list of the qualities he respected the most, getting right down to business would be one of them, and Natasha had it in spades. It was a refreshing break from his usual daily dealings with some people that preferred to talk in circles around a solution and never actually getting to it.

"Photographic memory?" Scott's eyebrows lifted above his glasses briefly. "Now that's handy. That'll be useful, I'm told the building network we'll be infiltrating resembles a maze."

He looked back to the globe, remaining silent for a moment while he thought things over. Scott might not know everything about Natasha, but he knew enough about her basic skills to know where she'd excel--which was why he'd requested her for this. If Scott were to be honest, he would admit that he was actually not especially good at infiltration. His ability specialty was . . . well, pointing himself at the enemy and turning them into pancakes.

"I'll give you more detailed briefing on the flight over," Scott said, collecting the tablet he'd stored all the mission information on. "I assume you'll need some time to get ready? I've got the jet on the landing pad, so we're good to go whenever you are."

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Seeking Shelter | Charles and Scott

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Trust wasn’t such a big deal a few year’s ago but after everything had broken out things had just gotten worst. Charles was often told by Erik and few other’s not to trust so lightly but in his opinion why shouldn’t they try and be a little better the human’s, to trust each other was a step in the right direction. He wanted to show mutant’s that they needed to be a little better then the human’s at least. If Scott had acted like an idiot around him—no not an idiot but defensive he wouldn’t have minded he didn’t expect them both to get from the word go, sometimes it took some time to build up any form of relationship and after all Scott may start to relax in the morning when he get’s to meet the students and staff.

Charles leads Scott down the corridor’s and into the kitchen area, he isn’t about  to actually make Scott something but he’s quite happy for the other to actually make something for himself. “Oh?” he tilts his head up a little when the other talks about insulting him, he didn’t make what the other had to say, to be honest was sometimes the best policy. “Really? I am sorry you have been treated like that in the past, but not everybody is the same. Look let me put this way, I started setting up the school when I was eighteen by the age of twenty-one it was done and I had my first students and teaching staff. I’m thirty and it’s still going and I have no intention of abandoning it” he trails off gesturing towards the cupboards and the latter “Feel free to help yourself to food and drink and then after that I can show you to a room”.

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If only it was that easy. Scott wished it was. He wished that he could just take Charles at his word and trust him, just like that, just because Charles said he was trustworthy.

But after a life full of people that had fucked him over--and the only trustworthy figures a dull memory that Scott could could barely remember--it wasn't that easy. Scott thought it would be nice if it was.

When they wound up in the kitchen, Scott stayed near the doorway, arms folded tightly over his chest, occasionally making sure his glasses were firmly in place. The kitchen looked like, well, he'd never been in a kitchen this nice before. And the idea of just helping himself to food whenever he felt like it was utterly foreign.

"So you've been doing this for a long time," Scott said. He wanted to ask why again, but Charles had already answered that. "Have you . . . do you only take in certain people?" Surely Charles couldn't take in every mutant he found.

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The Same Shade of Red | Alex and Scott

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The hug isn’t something he does but with Scott, it doesn’t seem quite so terrible and he lets it linger for what seems like a long time. He doesn’t move far when they finally break apart, he just leans on the near edge of the table next to them.

“You were thinking of leaving already? This place really isn’t that bad.” He flashes him a grin, partially wanting to make a joke about him leaving him already but this isn’t the time. The chance to have an older brother again is more important than anything else right now. “Xavier’s got a great idea here keeping us away from the rest of the world until we can get our power under control.”

He wants to catch up but he doesn’t even know where to start. It’s not every day Alex finds someone he actually cares to talk to more than he has to. How does he even start to bring all of that up? He’s not exactly the smoothest when it comes to difficult topics like that.

“So, were you, y’know, adopted too?”

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There was a look on Alex's expression like he didn't quite know where to start, and Scott could empathize. It had been years, too many of them, and it was obvious to Scott that both of them hadn't exactly had the best lives. Where the hell did you start, when you found your long-lost brother?

At adoption, apparently.

Scott smiled ruefully, rubbing the back of his neck. "I never did. There were . . . complications. I got brain damage from the fall, and who the hell wants a brain damaged kid?"

That wasn't the whole story. Far from it. But the last thing Scott wanted to do was pile a whole load of my life sucked onto Alex. Alex didn't need to know about Sinister or Winters or anything like that. He'd be better off not knowing. Because that was the job of big brothers, wasn't it? To protect?

"What about you?" Scott, leaning against the table, the same as Alex, bumped his shoulder against Alex's. "I kind of remember the people that took you away." Whoops, not the right terminology he should use. "Uh. Adopted you. How are they?"

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Cyclops by Gabriele Dell’Otto

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“The only time I´m not a menace to society — is when i´m combatting one!”

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Prelude to Schism 01

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