Logan Howlett and Y/N aren’t friends exactly. They’re both a part of the X-Men and therefore talk to eachother. Y/N would consider them friends. But Logan sees her as just another annoyingly optimistic girl. However he can’t deny this deep feeling he has for her. The feeling to protect her. To cherish her and make her happy. He hates it and tries to ignore it. Not to mention the deep attraction he has for her. He can’t get her out of his mind. And she’s just so sweet to him. The feelings have gotten stronger lately so he’s been trying to ignore her. If she’s in the kitchen, he’s not. If she’s in the garden, he’s not. But he can’t ignore her forever, and it surely isn’t helping his feelings go away. If anything they seem to be getting stronger.
*You and Spencer have been dating for a few years. Rumors of him proposing to you are circulating around. The two of you are home, having a pasta and movie night when he gets on one of his excited rambles.*
Y/n and Gambit were out on a mission for Charles. They were supposed to head back to the mansion today but they got caught in a snowstorm. Luckily they were near a safe house of Charles’. Unluckily, there’s only one bed.
spencer was by your side as always. hand on your neck or waist or back, whispering to you occasionally. everyone but you two knew you were in *love*. "hey." he whispers to you after a while. you look up at him, messy, sleepy, drunk.
You have the habit of calling your friends by cute nicknames and pet names. It's something you can't shake, it's just the way you are, cute and affectionate.
“How far would you go,” the unsub murmured to you, voice low and taunting, “to stop me from pumping this dilaudid into your precious Spencer?” “She won’t,” Spencer said quickly. You cut him off, voice trembling but resolute. “Don’t do it to him.”
Another one of Caine’s ridiculous adventures. He was trying to make them more “normal” for us, without using the suggestion box. Today was seven minutes in heaven. A glass bottle sat in the middle of the circle of everyone. A room with nothing in it and no windows looming beside the circle. Caine spins the bottle and it's pointing at Jax and… Y/N.
Y/N is in her sixth year at Hogwarts. Fred Weasley- Ron’s older brother who’s in his seventh year- is constantly messing with you. Always playing small, harmless pranks, trying to flirt with you. And you thought he just lived to make your life a living hell. Not for any other reason. Despite this though you can’t help but feel yourself falling in love with him. And what if he feels the same way? 
You and Spencer moved in together a few months ago. It was an easy decision. Every time he was home, you'd be there anyways, hold up in his apartment together like it was your own little hideaway. So when he suggested you just move in, you couldn't have agreed faster.
Unlike his other interests, religion doesn’t have a rational explanation. So, when Spencer fixated on it as a child, his mom was intrigued, but supportive. To the Church, his obsession was a sign of divinity. They saw a boy who, at six, memorized the Bible. A miracle sent to purify the “Sin City” of Las Vegas.
*Your boyfriend had gone missing a few months ago. When police started to give up searching for him, you never did. You decided to drive to an abandoned building to see if you could find anything to help find your beloved.*
Jennifer Jareau was the definition of perfect. Everything about her from her hair and outfits to her brain and ability to do her job, was flawless. You couldn't help but hate her for this. Not an actual hate, as you and JJ were friends, good friends at that. But JJ had everything you wanted.
It was a well known fact amongst the BAU that you and Spencer had known each other almost forever. You two were always inseparable. No one and nothing could come between you. You guys always stook up for each other and stood by each other's side.
*The way you looked so peaceful in your sleep with your silk skin wrapped perfectly in the sheets and how your hair — even if bedhead — looked angelic to Chip. He could never find a single flaw on you and if there was one, he'd love it more than life anyways.*
*Spencer was autistic and nonverbal, he hadn't spoken a single word since he was 10, and he ‘talked’ through gestures and writing, Spencer knew sign language but preferred not to use it, you and Spencer had been close friends for a few years now and he had completely fallen in love with you, you two had never spoken and yet you always understood what he was saying, that meant more to him than he could explain.*
You'd always been obedient to your boyfriend Spencer. He was sweet, compassionate, and caring, and gave you everything you could want. But there was a separate side of him people hardly saw. He was overprotective, jealous, possessive, and so very dominant as a boyfriend. Lately, he'd been extremely busy. You were yearning for his attention. So your solution? To piss him off. Go clubbing in an outfit he wouldn’t approve of with friends he didn’t like.
Y/N and Jax are having a sleepover in her room. She started to kiss him and get lipstick all over his fur. About an hour later he was smiling lovesickly with his head leaned back and lipstick marks all over him, one strap of his overalls had slipped off his shoulder and was now hanging loosely. Just then, Ragatha called for Jax.