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dominos-palast · 10 months

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Lessons on flirting

Fandom: XMen

Pairing: Kurt Wagner x fem!reader

Characters mentioned: Scott Summers, Jean Grey, Peter Maximoff

Used Pronouns: (she/her)

Warnings: none

Request: yes

Part: 1/3

A/N: I made an exception and did a fem!reader one since it was requested like that. I will eventually upload a gn!reader version

P.S.: I decided to split the request into 3 because I wanted to post something since it’s taking longer than promised :’)

Summary: Kurt has a crush on one of the best fighters in the institute, but doesn’t know how to approach the situation. Thank goodness that Peter and his friends are there to support him.

Word Count: 1k

“I did not get my ass whooped.” Scott walked between Jean and Kurt, trying to defend himself from Jean’s accusations.

“Of course not. How could you ever? We all know how strong the great Scott Summers is.” Scott would have felt flattered by such a response if it weren’t for the sarcasm behind her words.

“Yeah, yeah. Keep making fun of me. As if you had done it better,” he said eyeing the ice pack Jean pressed to her shoulder, only gaining a slight strong nudge on his bruised arm.

Kurt couldn’t help but snicker at their bickering. They had been on it since their last class. The topic had been self-defence. The catch: The use of powers was strictly prohibited. This type of class had become more frequent since the rumours of a new power suppressant circulating in the black market started. The professor wanted all students to be able to defend themselves, with and without powers.

“You sure can laugh,” Scott glanced at Kurt. “We aren’t allowed to use our powers, but you still can use your tail to fight.”

Kurt smiled proudly and swung his tail from side to side, mocking him even further.

“These classes are stupid. I have literal lasers for eyes. I can fry anyone even miles away from me. Why should I train in close combat if no one can get close to me anyway?” Scott let himself fall on the couch, resting his feet on the table in front of him. Jean already knew it was his frustration talking. They all had been lectured enough to understand why such classes were necessary.

Jean followed Scott’s lead and made herself comfortable beside him. Kurt leaned against the armrest of the couch.

“He indeed has an advantage, but I wasn’t expecting him to be that good.” She directed her eyes toward Kurt “You put up a pretty good fight against her, considering she is top of the class,” said Jean approvingly.

Kurt’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned toward them.

It was clear to him who she was talking about.

You hadn’t been in the institute for long but you managed to make a name for yourself right away. You hadn’t lost a spar in the self-defence class until now, making you one of the strongest fighters in the class.

“But how come she’s so strong? Does she have enhanced strength or something?” asked Scott raising an eyebrow.

“No. Her power is to transform drawings into solid objects,” Kurt responded.

Jean nodded and added, “I saw one of the spars she had with an older student. She pulled out a literal sword from the tattoo on her arm and beat his ass right in front of everyone. But do you know why she really is so strong?” Scott looked up at Jean’s questions with expectancy. “It’s because she is not a couch potato. Unlike you, Scott”

Scott threw a pillow at her, which she quickly stopped with her telekinetic powers.

The conversation went on with more complaints and remarks about the self-defence classes.

Kurt's mind drifted away, thinking of today’s class. More specifically the spar you had with him.

The first time he met you was in the self-defence class where he has been witness to your many wins. He has seen how graciously you can move and how powerful every single punch of yours is.

His admiration for you grew further and further from that day on. Not only because of your abilities but also because you remained humble and kind instead of letting your accomplishments get to your head. You were someone Kurt looked up to because you didn’t simply knock your opponent down. You gave hints and advice on what the correct stance is, how to throw a proper punch and so on. After every spar, you helped your opponent up and cheered them up like a football team’s coach would do. And you did exactly the same thing with Kurt after sparring with him.

He had lasted longer than the majority of the students you had gone against, but you still managed to make him eat dust. He lay on the ground as you approached to lend a hand. Kurt noticed your hand and was about to accept your help, but then hesitated. He was sure you would feel uncomfortable, considering Kurt’s unusual handshape. But to his surprise, you grabbed his hand and pulled him onto his feet. He felt his cheek burn when he noticed the short distance you had between each other, but you kept your grip on his hand. The words you said stuck to Kurt like glue: “That was amazing. Just as expected. We have to repeat this sometime soon”. That along with your beautiful, bright smile made his heart beat unusually fast.

“Earth to lover boy, are you listening?”

Kurt turned his head toward Scott and Jean. Both were staring at him with sneaky smiles on their faces.

“Entschuldigung?”, asked Kurt clearly confused.

Jean and Scott exchanged glances in amusement.

“You’ve been smiling like an idiot since we mentioned her”, Jean said raising her eyebrows.

Kurt felt his cheeks grow hotter. “Oh, I was thinking of- you know, class- I mean-”

“Dude, it’s so clear you have a crush on her. You drool every time she is near,” Scott said rolling his eyes.

“It’s not like-”

“You have a crush on her” Kurt yelped at the sudden presence behind him, teleporting onto the spot between Jean and Scott on the couch on reflex. “Like, totally obvious” Quicksilver took a long sip from his apple juice, only to look disgusted at it. “What’s the expiration date on this?”

“I didn’t- I didn’t realise.” Kurt looked worryingly at Peter. “Do you think she noticed? Oh no, what if I weirded her out?”

“Well, only one way to find out.”

Everyone stared at Peter expectantly as he sipped his juice with risen eyebrows.

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egonspenglershusband · 9 months

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mysecretlittlelibrary · 8 months

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Take What You Give

Pairing: Nightcrawler x Reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: fingering, hella dirty talk, pet names, oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms, overstimulation, DP kinda- it's with his tail so there's that, praise praise praise, unprotected p in v, creampie, kinda cockwarming also- I think that's everything lol

Genre: smut with the tiniest bits of fluff

Summary: after a dreadfully boring date you know the perfect way to unwind

A/N: Someone on tiktok called Nightcrawler community dick and this idea popped into my head because of it lmaoo

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You're bored. You're on a date with the least interesting person you've ever met in your life and oh GOD you are bored. You feel bad, he's cute and seems like a nice person but none of your conversations have been stimulating this whole time. You're trying to give a real and honest chance before you quit on this and leave. Although you'll admit you're already making plans for after this date so maybe you've checked out at this point. When he starts telling a story about a nightmarish party his college roommates held years ago you practically leap from your chair.

"Sorry to interrupt, I need to use the restroom." You tell him. You don't wait for him to respond before you rush off to find the bathroom. You allow yourself five minutes to come up with a plan ultimately setting a timer before heading back to your table. "Sorry about that. Please, continue." You say with a smile.

"All good?" He asks.

"Yes. Thank you." You say and he continues his story. Twelve minutes later, the alarm on your phone goes off. "Hang on let me just- sorry I have to take this." You mutter angling your phone away from his view as you fake a phone call. "Hello? ... No I'm out, why is everything okay? ... what?! ... Do you need me to come and get you? ... don't be silly of course I'll come. I'm on my way, alright? ... See you soon. Hang in there." You pace out your responses to your imaginary call. "Dillan I'm so sorry my friend is- in a bit of trouble and really needs my help. I hate to bail but it can't wait." You grimace as convincingly as you can.

"Is everything alright? Do you need-"

"I'm alright. We'll take care of it. I just have to go now, but tonight has been fun. I'll call you!" You say standing up. You will not be calling him.

"Yeah I had a great time. I hope things with your friend turn out fine." He says standing with you. You leave the restaurant with one more muttered goodbye and roll your eyes once you're down the block. Time to solidify your plans for the rest of your evening. You dial the number you haven't used in some time- a few months you think but no matter.

"Liebling." His voice is a little breathless when he answers.

"Hi Kurt." You say.

"It's been a while." You can hear the smile in Kurt's voice.

"I'm a busy woman Wagner and you have quite the schedule yourself. Are you engaged for the evening?"

"I can make myself unengaged."

"Don't trouble yourself Kurt."

"For you my dear it's never trouble. When do you want to see me?"

"Whenever you can unengage yourself and get here is fine. I'm not in any particular rush." You tell him.

"I'll see you in an hour. Ish. Be ready."

"Already am." You say suggestively before hanging up the phone. You catch the beginning of what, knowing Kurt, was probably a swear and you chuckle to yourself as you make your way home.

At home, you take off your makeup and the dress you wore and change into some pretty lacy lingerie. Kurt is quite fond of your collection, he says taking them off feels like unwrapping a present he's been dying to receive for months. He's quite dramatic, but you don't see him often so it's easy to enjoy giving him that little treat when you call on him. It's not yet an hour later when he materializes in your bedroom where you're reading leisurely.

"Hello darling." He smiles.

"You're early." You match the grin on his face.

"I said 'ish' plus I hate to keep you waiting." He shrugs.

"Always so sweet to me." You hum marking your place in your book and placing it on the nightstand beside you.

"Do you work tomorrow?" Kurt asks.

"No."

"Good." He says and then he's over you, holding himself up with one hand while his other cups your face. "You smell of cologne."

"Bad date." You mutter tugging him down to connect his lips to yours. The kiss doesn't last long, you feel him smile against your lips before pulling away.

"Happy to help you forget about it darling but you should call on me more often if you're feeling lonely."

"If you're worried I'm replacing you Kurt don't be. You'll always be my favorite." You wink at him pulling him in for another kiss. This one he doesn't break, his tongue slipping into your mouth, dominating the kiss quickly. His hands are up your sides nails slightly dragging against your skin enough to send shivers through you. You back away from him enough to tug his shirt over his head, sliding your fingers down his patterned chest.

"I'll always be your favorite hm?" He smirks kissing down your neck.

"Of course my shadow jumper." You whimper when his mouth focuses on a spot against your throat, one of your hands sliding into his hair.

"You know you're my favorite don't you liebling?" He hums into your skin.

"Never had a doubt." You giggle.

"Good girl." His lips trail further, kissing the swell of your best just over the edge of your bra. "I think this might be my favorite set on you too by the way." He says sitting back and pulling you with him so he can unhook the lacy number.

"You say that every time you're here Kurt." You remind him.

"Every time I'm here you unlock a new type of perfection." He winks dipping his head to wrap his lips around one of your nipples as he lays you back against your pillows.

"You're such a flatterer." You say jokingly but a moan punctuates the sentence as Kurt's teasing tongue against your chest tugs at something deep within you. Your back arches towards him your fingers burying themselves in his hair again. Kurt's tail slides up your leg, making you squirm even more and he uses the extra appendage to pull your panties down your body. That tail wraps around one of your ankles, keeping your legs spread for the hand that slides down your abdomen. When his fingers reach the apex of your thighs you're breathing hitches before he's even touched you.

"Always so ready for me, pretty girl." Kurt chuckles. He plunges two fingers into you quickly, curling them in just the right way to have you grinding against his hand. His fingers pump in and out of you with deliberate thrusts, stretching you for him. "Heaven help me, you're absolutely soaking." Kurt hisses, your juices flowing over his hand.

"Fuck babe- I'm close." You pant out, arching into his hand as you chase your end.

"That's it liebling, let go for me." Kurt coaxes softly before leaning forward to take your clit between his lips. He sucks harshly on the bundle of nerves and the sudden stimulation sends you over the edge with a whine. He works you through it with gentle licks and slow pumps of his fingers, watching the way your face shifts between the stages of your pleasure. When you let out a long albeit shaky breath he pulls away, knowing that loud unsteady release of air means you're back in your body. "Oh how I love making you do that." He says pressing a kiss to your lips before placing his sticky fingers into his mouth. The groan he lets out at your taste flooding his tongue is pornographic. There's no other way to describe it, and a fresh wave of arousal washes over you at the sound. You watch him clean his fingers with a darkened look that he relishes in. That carnal desire in your eyes focused solely on him, he'll never get tired of it. When the essence of you no longer coats his digits he pulls them out with a satisfying pop.

"Skipping your usual protocol today?" You ask with a teasing smile. You'd have no qualms if he did but Nightcrawler is one of those makes you cum a dozen times for his own enjoyment types who has never passed up the opportunity to eat you out before fucking you.

"And allow the sweetest nectar to go to waste? Don't insult me." He scoffs shifting himself to lie between your legs. He wastes no time pulling you towards his waiting mouth and allowing his tongue to dive into your center. Your fingers are in his ink-colored hair moments later, desperate to ground yourself as he devours you like his final meal.

His tongue thrusts in and out of you, slurping the juices that spill from you, moaning as your arousal washes over every inch of his mouth. The sounds from him reverberate against your skin only furthering your madness as Kurt takes you apart one lick, one slurp, one suck at a time. When your legs begin to shake, he brings his hands up to hold your thighs still, digging his fingers into the flesh there as he feasts. Your first orgasm on his tongue meets you with a loud moan and barely contained thrashing that does nothing to slow Kurt. You jerk against his still seeking mouth, but his hold on your thighs simply tightens as he continues his onslaught.

"God! Kurt- please!" You cry out though you're not sure if you're asking him to stop or continue. As if it matters, Kurt will go until he's satisfied which with him could literally be hours. With Kurt there's no such thing as too much, he can go and go and go shattering you into a million pieces just to put you back together so he can do it all over again. And you let him. You relish in the bite of overstimulation that soon melts away to pure pleasure again as his tongue forces another orgasm from you. This one takes you by surprise as you pull at the strands between your fingers, your body convulsing harshly.

Kurt's eyes meet yours and he winks at you as he pulls you tighter against his mouth. His tongue focusing now on your too sensitive clit. You writhe against him, caught between escaping and searching for more as you squeal from his ministrations. When a scream Kurt would describe as piercing falls from your lips and your third orgasm coats his tongue he finally gives you a break, working you through your release before sitting up.

"When I asked if we were skipping your protocol it wasn't a challenge." You eventually huff at him, once your chest stops heaving so hard you thought you'd never get enough air in your lungs.

"Tapping out already? I've given you much more in one go before. Perhaps I should be checking on you more often liebling." Kurt smirks as he wipes his face.

"Tapping out? Before you've even fucked me? It's like you don't know me at all anymore sweet one." You tease back.

"That's my girl." Kurt chuckles shucking his pants off before sinking into you. Between your breathless moan and the feeling of your walls pulsing around him Kurt can't help but groan when he bottoms out. He holds still for a moment allowing both you and him to adjust to your heat swallowing his length. With a deep breath, his hips rock back, almost all the way, and then he thrusts into you so harshly that he shifts you on the bed. He settles his hands on your hips then and sets a brutal rhythm, his hips snapping against yours relentlessly.

"Holy- fuck." You grit out, tossing your head back against the bed. Kurt always fills you to the point where it's almost too much, you can feel him everywhere somehow but oh how you love it. Your nails scrape down Kurt's back as you cling to him while he fucks you ruthlessly.

"So good. You feel so good liebling." He huffs out between his thrusts.

"So do you, god- you fuck me so well. Fill me so nicely."

"I know I do pretty one, this pussy loves taking my dick. Does it so well each time. Isn't that right baby?"

"Yeah- yes- love it so much." You whimper when Kurt's tail slips between your bodies and finds your clit. The extra appendage is as dexterous as his fingers and the swollen bundle of nerves reacts to it the same way, luring you to another orgasm that has you shuddering in Kurt's arms. His tail continues to poke around near where you and Kurt are joined, his hips not slowing even with his tail in the mix. It's something he's done before, not often- but it seems tonight he's pulling out all the stops. The tip of his tail is gathering your wetness, covering itself to prepare for entering you at the other end. Kurt lifts your hips further into him, holding you high enough for his tail to get under you and slowly prod your ass.

"Gonna stuff you proper tonight." Kurt mutters before his tail breeches you. Your gasping whine at the sudden intrusion only fuels Kurt more. His tail quickly matches his hips in rhythm filling you in both holes, clouding your mind. You're a mess of moans and whines as Kurt has his way with you. He pulls one or two more orgasms from you before he's spilling into you with a roar. He doesn't even bother pulling out before lays beside you and pulls you tightly against him. He kisses your forehead softly and whispers something in German that you don't know the meaning of. It's fine he'll be here a while. With Kurt it's never one and done. He'll pull more orgasms from you until you've completely lost count, until all you know is his name and the pleasure he's giving you, until the world has been flipped on its axis and you along with it. It happens every time and that's exactly why you call him when you do.

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#marvel #marvel fanfiction #nightcrawler #nightcrawler fanfiction #nightcrawler smut #nightcrawler x reader #kurt wagner #kurt wagner x reader #other marvel characters

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honey-minded-hivemind · 8 months

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The platonic yanderes I've mentioned before all have nicknames and relationships with their bby (a.k.a. you, the reader!). How they met their bby is considered a special, life-changing moment in their eyes, and they are protective in their own... special... ways. But that story will come at a later date. For now, I think I should delve into some smaller stuff , so let's explore the type of humor and nicknames between these platonic yans and their bby:

• 🧡Wolverine/Logan Howlett🦡: nicknames for his bby: pup, bub, darlin', shortstack (regardless of if you are shorter than him or taller than him)

Nicknames his bby gives him: Lo, Old Guy, Wulv, Mr. Cigarette Duet (the bby might have either been testing the waters with that one, or under anesthesia. People say weird things under that stuff)

Their humor: dry humor and small quips

• 🦁Sabretooth/Victor Creed🦷: nicknames for his bby: cub, fresh meat, whelp, kitten

Nicknames his bby gives him: Vic, Large Lion Man, Shere Khan, Mr. Backstabber (both literally and metaphorically, bby has seen him do both, it was messy)

Their humor: cat puns

• 🦡Wolverine 2.0/Laura Kinney💛: nicknames for her bby: fox, pearl, sibling-in-arms, honeybee

Nicknames her bby gives her: Laurel, Kin-ship, Baby Claws, Little Badger

Their humor: stand up comedy (where you pretty much do a spoken caricature of your life, poking fun at it, or something that happens to you)

• 🐺Daken/Akihiro🌀: nicknames for his bby: beautiful, doll, handsome, my favorite (insert sexuality/gender)

Nicknames his bby gives him: Wolf Guy, Seducter, Nature's Child, Lone Wolf (the bby calls him Seducter because they found out about his pheromone ability. And yeah, the bby poked fun at the fact it failed on the bby, because they aren't attracted to him in the least like that)

Their humor: quips and movie references

• 🔥Marvel Girl/The Phoenix/Jean Grey🦚: nicknames for her bby: sunshine, dear, sweetie, firecracker

Nicknames her bby gives her: Miss Marvelous, Venus, mind games, Jeanie

Their humor: inside jokes

• 😎Cyclops/Scott Summers🚨: nicknames for his bby: kiddo, shortstuff, kid, gremlin

Nicknames his bby gives him: Scout, Shades, Laser-Light, Ruby in the Rough (bby wanted him to feel good about his power, so they say those nicknames in a nice fashion)

Their humor: puns all the way

• 🥈Cable/Nathan Summers🤖: nicknames for his bby: tiny, powerhouse, tyke-bomb, brat (he means these nicely, even if he is gruff and stern)

Nicknames his bby gives him: Back To The Future, Terminator, Metal Man, Mr. Robocop (bby couldn't help themself, they saw so many nickname opportunities)

Their humor: banter and witty remarks

• 🎭Mystique/Raven Darkholme💙: nicknames for her bby: child, precious, dear, little heathen

Nicknames her bby gives her: Karma Chameleon, Blue, enchantress, The Blue Fairy

Their humor: witty and dry remarks

• 🎱Rogue/Anne-Marie🥀: nicknames for her bby: suga', hun, love, sweetheart

Nicknames her bby gives her: Miss-Anne-thrope, Marie, Killer Queen, lovedove

Their humor: Southern stand up comedy and phrases ("sweet Southern heat is not just a flavor", "sweeter than apple pie", and jokes of all the various animals found in the South, especially in weird and concerning places)

• ♠️Gambit/Remy LeBeau♥️: nicknames for his baby: Ace of Spades, imp, bebe, ma moitie

Nicknames his bby gives him: King of Hearts, Sugar and Spice, trickster, Jack

Their humor: poking fun at languages and their relationships (the English and French language are hard to master. Good job if you understand half of it, or even a little of it)

• 🌌Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner😇: nicknames for his bby: angel, treasure, friend, beauty

Nicknames his bby gives him: doll-baby (it is a Southern nickname, it means sweet, charming, and innocent, in my area), Angel of the Night, fluffball, Blue (Da Ba Dee)

Their humor: pranks. Pranks all around

These are all my opinion, and if you get the references, great job! If not, that is okay! These were my ideas of nicknames and humor for previously mentioned platonic yanderes (plus their bby's nicknames for them!). I hope you enjoyed these platonic yandere honeycomb thoughts!

#platonic yandere marvel #honeycomb thoughts #platonic yandere x reader #yandere x-men #platonic yandere x-men #platonic yandere

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v-cain · 1 year

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"What The Fuck?"

Fandom: Xmen

Pairings: Logan Howlett x gn!teen!reader, mentioned Kurt Wagner x gn!teen!reader

Warnings: Swearing, Falling on your ass.

A/N: crack fic with minor foreshadowing ooh spooky. anyways theres a lil heartfelt moment in there cuz im a loser who likes heartfelt moments. enjoy. (lmk if i missed any warnings)

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Last night, you got to spend your first night in your own room! This may not seem like huge thing to most, but when you've been sharing with a group of twelve year old boys..you loose your mind a bit.You sit up and stretch with a huge yawn. For once in your life, you've managed to get a peaceful nights sleep, which meant you could probably do something productive with your evening. You go to your dresser and choose a lovely f/c outfit that compliment your scales beautifully, and then walk to your door so you can go downstairs and eat some food. Maybe you would even do today's homework-

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You stumble backwards, nearly falling on your ass. What the fuck? You try and walk forwards once again before you realize the problem: your wings. Sometimes your wings wouldn't fold if you kept them folded for too long, which has never proven to be a problem because you could always squeeze through the doors. This is apparently not the case in your new room. You stare at the door before trying to turn sideways and walk through the door- except your room wasn't big enough to turn fully with your wings expanded.

What the hell do you do? Do you yell for Kurt to get his ass in here and teleport you out? Or do you wait for Logan to realize you're not in class and go looking for you? You stand there for ages before eventually looking out the window. The stars were out tonight, which meant you would be able to convince Logan to skip class and look at the stars instead. If you could get out of your god forsaken room-

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Logan sighed for what felt like the hundredth time this minute. Y/N was late for class by an hour, which by itself was unusual, but no one has seen Y/N all day- they usually at least try to leave their room during the morning. He gave up on waiting and decided to look for them- first thing first, their bedroom. They could've just overslept and are still tangled in about a million blankets (Logan commented that it looked like a nest, and Y/N's response had been "Fuckin' duh.")

He reached their room and knocked three times, and immediately heard an exasperated "Fucking finally! Open the door!" Clearly confused, Logan opened the door to reveal Y/N standing on their bed with their wings expanded, taking up most of the room. "Kid...what the hell happened?" the teen grinned at him and shrugged, simply responding "I got stuck here for two hours 'cause my wings wouldn't fold. Can you get Kurt to teleport me out?"Logan nodded and took one last glance at them before heading off to the end of the hall where Kurt was.

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"..So, that's what happened to my wings earlier. It doesn't really hurt, but keeping them folded up all the time does." the teen said nonchalantly. Logan looked at them with a raised eyebrow, "You would think you would have the common sense to stretch them or, you know, fly, but I guess not." You shift uncomfortably and laugh a little " Yeah, I probably should stretch more often." The older man looks at you for a moment but decides to not comment on your wording.

The pair sits in silence for the next while, quietly admiring the stars. You look at Logan momentarily, wondering how different your life would be if you hadn't come to the school. You would probably be deep in a forest, far away from any civilisation. You wouldn't have your amazing friends, any good role models...you would be alone.

Thank fuck you're not.

#xmen #platonic! logan howlett x gn!teen!reader #platonic #gn!reader #teen!reader #logan howlett x gn!teen!reader #xmen teen!reader #xmen gn!reader #xmen gn!teen!reader #toothless!reader

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dem-obscure-imagines · 2 years

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X-Men Masterlist

Erik Lehnsherr | Magneto

Please Come Back - Angst, fluff

After an argument, Erik has to convince you that you belong with him.

Hank McCoy | Beast

New Year’s Eve Kisses 2023

Is This Okay? - Fluff, Mermaid!Reader/Mutant!Reader

Your mutation causes you to sprout a tail every time you touch water, and sometimes this puts you in precarious situations, especially around Hank.

Seven Minutes in Heaven - Fluff, Makeout Session

Hank is insecure about his beastly alter ego, but to you, there’s only more to love.

John Allerdyce | Pyro

Coconut Cream - Fluff

You get new lip gloss and John decides he has to have a taste.

Fire and Ice - Fluff, Opposites attract

You’re ice, he’s fire, but somehow, you’ll make it work.

Kurt Wagner | Nightcrawler

One Morning at a Time - Fluff, Soulmate AU, Poly

While waiting for the soulmark that would change your life forever, you meet a wounded, winged mutant and a teleporter whose personality is sunshine incarnate. You can’t help but catch feelings for them, even though you have no idea where or with whom your destiny truly lies.

Together Again - Fluff

While looking for your notebook, you find something (or someone) much more precious instead.

Nightcrawler and the Princess - Fluff, Princess!Reader

Being the princess of a small kingdom has its perks. However, you’re not sure this is a secret you can share with the rest of your friends…

Popular - Fluff, Angel!Reader/Mutant!Reader

When he finds himself crushing on his angelic classmate, he wonders why someone so popular would ever be interested in him.

Not Much of a Looker: (Part 1) - (Part 2) - (Part 3) - Fluff, Blind!Reader

You’re the new student at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters and just because you can’t see Kurt doesn’t mean you can’t catch feelings for him.

Night at the Museum - Fluff

Xavier’s School goes on a field trip to a Museum and Kurt is more than a little excited about it.

Don’t Be Afraid - Fluff

When it’s dark out, Kurt will always be there to comfort you.

Post-Mission Cuddles - Fluff

After a tiring mission, you find comfort in your favorite blueberry’s arms.

Headcanons for Cuddling with Kurt

Peter Maximoff | Quicksilver

Too Slow - Fluff, Slow!Peter

When Peter temporarily loses his speed, you teach him how to take it slow.

Scott Summers | Cyclops

Love is Blind - Fluff, Soulmate AU

You’re supposed to know your soulmate when you make eye contact with them for the first time, but unfortunately for you, you’ve never seen your crush without his sunglasses.

Wade Wilson | Deadpool

Literally a Child - Fluff

Wade is your guardian, and as such, he has a tendency to parent you in his unique Deadpool way.

Best Friends Forever - Fluff

Wade is your BFF.

Warren Worthington III | Angel/Archangel

Merry Christmas, Darling - Fluff, Christmas, Mutant!Reader, Gender Neutral!Reader

The Holidays are in full swing at the X Mansion, and as always, you are tasked with helping run the place. But things are a lot less dull with a certain winged mutant around.

One Morning at a Time - Fluff, Soulmate AU, Poly

Different Now - Fluff, Hurt/Comfort

You and Warren were friends as kids, but when you’re fighting the fearsome Angel of Death, you don’t recognize him. He recognizes you, though…

Spin the Bottle - Fluff

A game of spin the bottle takes a turn when you give Warren the one thing he could have never asked for.

Your Halo is Showing - Fluff

Warren finds it hard to make friends. So do you. But you’re both learning how to come out of your shells…

Try - Fluff, Soulmate AU, Healer!Reader

Warren has been through hell and then some, but will meeting his soulmate turn that around? Well, it’s worth a try...

A World of Color - Fluff, Soulmate AU

Looking For You - Fluff, Soulmate AU

Hearts On Fire - Fluff, Angst, Soulmate AU

The Girl with the Angel Tattoo - Fluff, Soulmate AU

Fix You - 2 - 3 - Fluff, Angst, Healer!Reader

Warren is convinced he’s broken, but it’s a good thing he caught feelings for the one person who might be able to fix him.

Going Soft - Fluff

Your relationship with Warren has exposed his soft side to the boys, but he’s determined to prove to them he’s just as tough as he used to be. He doesn’t know, however, that you and the girls have a trick up your sleeves.

Fear of Heights - Fluff

You are very afraid of heights, but Warren promises he won’t drop you.

Santa Baby - Fluff, Christmas

You use the power of invisibility to put a Santa hat on each of the X-Men.

James Proudstar | Warpath

Headcanons for Dating Warpath

#xmen #x-men #xmen imagine #x-men imagine #xmen masterlist #x-men masterlist

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ao3feed-danielsousa · 10 months

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Doesn't Mean They're Lost Forever

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/iXEnM9y

by lizziesromanova

An Au set in a Marvel/Aos/Xmen universe where Y/n discovers that there have been unknown guests living in her house... and she's now determined to make everything okay for them.

Words: 16158, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe, X-Men - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, Gen

Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Tessa | Sage, Jean Grey, Scott Lang, Scott Summers, Maria Hill, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Moira MacTaggert, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Raven | Mystique, Logan (X-Men), Ororo Munroe | Bloodstorm, Hank McCoy, Rogue (X-Men), Remy LeBeau, Kurt Wagner, Colossus, Bobby Drake, Jubilee, Kitty Pryde, Alex Summers, Warren Worthington II, Nathaniel Malick, Wade Wilson, Lorna Dane, Toad (X-Men), Pyro, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Vision (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, James "Bucky" Barnes, Hope Van Dyne, Carol Danvers, Peter Quill, Rocket Raccoon, Groot (Marvel), Phil Coulson, Melinda May, Skye | Daisy Johnson, Leo Fitz, Jemma Simmons, Grant Ward, Alphonso "Mack" Mackenzie, Bobbi Morse, Lance Hunter, Elena "Yo-Yo" Rodriguez, Jeffrey Mace, Holden Radcliffe, Daniel Sousa, Wong (Marvel), Stephen Strange, Nick Fury

Relationships: Wanda Maximoff/Reader, Pietro Maximoff/Tessa | Sage, Jean Grey/Scott Summers, Maria Hill/Natasha Romanov, Moira MacTaggert/Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr & Charles Xavier

Additional Tags: Protective Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff Lives, Lesbian Wanda Maximoff, Teen Jean Grey, Jean Grey Lives, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Alternate Universe - College/University

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/iXEnM9y

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #daniel sousa #agent carter

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goldenbluehour · 2 years

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Welcome to our blog?

We two random people have decided to form this group project where we write drabbles and oneshots for a variety of fandoms that we are both in.

You can request for one of us in particular to write a work, if you feel so inclined.

Requests for Gold: O P E N !

Requests for Blue: oPeN

More information about the fandoms and characters we write for below the cut!

GOLD(he/they)

Writes for: M/M, N/N, N/M, F/M, male reader and gender neutral reader, smut, fluff, angst, second and third person.

Characters/Fandoms:

Peter Parker (MCU)

Moon Knight (MCU)

DBH

Bruce Wayne (Batman 2022)

Our life: beginnings and always

Miraculous ladybug

The Arcana

Doki Doki Literature Club

Demon slayer

Doctor Strange (MCU)

Eddie Brock (MCU)

Euphoria

Genshin Impact

BLUE (he/him)

Writes for: M/M, N/M, N/N, x male reader, x gender-neutral reader, character x character, first person, second person, third person, angst, fluff, crack, smut (possibly)

Characters/Fandoms:

Marvel:

Peter Parker (comics, PS4, Noir, Spider-Verse, MCU, general)

Wade Wilson (comics, general)

Matt Murdock (comics)

Johnny Storm (comics, general)

Tony Stark (general)

Wolverine (comics)

Loki (general)

Superior Sinister Six (Boomerang, Shocker, Hydro-Man, Speed Demon, Beetle, Beetle (yes both of them)) (comics)

Original Sinister Six (Electro, Doc Ock, Mysterio, Kraven, Chameleon, the other guy)

Kurt Wagner (comics)

Victor Von Doom (comics)

Frank Castle (comics, general)

Eddie Brock (comics)

Dead By Daylight

Detroit: Become Human

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tawneybel · 4 years

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Imagine Kurt pulling you away from danger in the nick of time.

It took him a while to coax you into unwrapping your arms. Hands clasped together, you forced yourself to smile and insisted you were okay then. Your shakiness pulled at his heartstrings. He wanted to embrace you so badly. But this was the first time you were alone together. There wasn’t much he could do, your teammate thought, to comfort you now.

Kurt was pulled out of his worries when he realized you were kissing his cheek. Thanking him profusely, you took his hand in your own. Then used your free one to caress his back. Something curled around your thigh. You looked down and smiled when the flat side of his tail’s tip pressed against your mons.

“I stashed some condoms under my seat.”

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justsortadoit · 6 years

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requests ???

hello general population. my name’s venus (issa pen name ;)) & i’m here to create writing requests for the following fandoms/characters:

*please no smut because it makes me uncomfortable to write honestly.

Marvel

peter parker

pietro maximoff

wanda maximoff

steve rodgers

tony stark

thor

anyone from black panther tbh

X-Men

Warren Worthington iii

Alex Summers

Kurt Wagner

Riverdale

sweet pea

fangs fogarty

toni topaz

verinica lodge

cheryl blossom

jughead jones

It (2017)

the losers club (platonic unless aged up)

victor criss (bc bean)

Stranger Things

Jonathan Byers

Nancy Wheeler

Steve Harrington

The Party (platonic unless aged up)

The Walking Dead

Carl Grimes (because he is alive)

Daryl Dixon

Glenn Rhee (again, he’s alive and well)

Shameless

Carl Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Ian Gallagher

Fiona Gallagher

Debbie Gallagher

Gotham (TV Show)

Bruce Wayne

Selina Kyle

Barbara Keen

Riddler/Edward Nygma

Penguin/Oswald Cobblepot

Ivy

End of the F***ing World

Now for our non-fiction/tv/movie ones:

Harry Styles

Shawn Mendes

Tom Holland

Colby Brock

Timothée Chalamet

any member of 5SOS

any of the actors of the characters i listed above honestly.

Now for the request know the following:

If they are under the age of 14 i will not make the relationship anything more than platonic. it makes me uncomfortable to write.

I will not write smut at the time

I will try and keep all imagines gender nuetral unless requested for a specific gender. *i am a female so for male specific it may take time for me seeing as i do not want to offend anyone

i will keep everything x reader.

unless i decide to write my own story with an OC

that being said i am white, therefore i may base the reader off of a white female, but i will try to keep it very universal, unless requested otherwise.

i am busy, so dont get offended or mad if your request isnt uploaded right away!

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gwendolynlerman · 2 years

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Graded readers in German

Books marked with an asterisk (*) are not graded readers and therefore may not exactly correspond with the level under which they are listed.

Adel und edle Steine by Felix & Theo

Anna by Klara & Theo

Anna, Berlin by Thomas Silvin

Claudia, Mallorca by Thomas Silvin

David, Dresden by Thomas Silvin

Der 80. Geburtstag by Theo Scherling

Der Superstar by Klara & Theo

Detektiv wider Willen by Klara & Theo

Die Neue by Leo & Co.

Donauwalzer by Felix & Theo

Ein Hundeleben by Leo & Co.

Ein Mann zu viel by Felix & Theo

Eine spezielle Band by Sabine Werner

Elvis in Köln by Felix & Theo

Erich ist verschwunden by Regine Böttcher and Susanne Lang

Eva, Wien by Thomas Silvin

Franz, München by Thomas Silvin

Gebrochene Herzen by Leo & Co.

Hamburg - hin und zurück by Felix & Theo

Julie, Köln by Thomas Silvin

Lara, Frankfurt by Thomas Silvin

Nora, Zürich by Thomas Silvin

Oh, Maria ... by Felix & Theo

Oktoberfest by Felix & Theo

Ruf der Waldgeister* by Ulf Blanck

Tina, Hamburg by Thomas Silvin

Vera, Heidelberg by Thomas Silvin

Albert Einstein by Sabine Werner

Ausgetrickst by Klara & Theo

Barbara by Felix & Theo

Bild ohne Rahmen by Felix & Theo

Das fliegende Klassenzimmer* by Erich Kästner, Kurt Vethake, and Heinz Schimmelpfenning

Das Gold der alten Dame by Felix & Theo

Das Haus an den Klippen by Achim Seiffarth and Adalbert Stifter

Das Idealpaar by Leonhard Thoma

Das letzte Hindernis by Klara & Theo

Der Fall Schlachter by Felix & Theo

Der gestiefelte Kater. Das tapfere Schneiderlein by Jacob Grimm

Der Jaguar by Leo & Co.

Der letzte Kuss by Volker Borbein, Christian Baumgarten, and Thomas Ewald

Der Mond war Zeuge by Volker Borbein and Christian Baumgarten

Der Schützenkönig vom Chiemsee by Roland Dittrich

Der Tote im See by Charlotte Habersack

Die doppelte Paula by Klara & Theo

Die Loreley lebt! by Roland Dittrich

Die Rache des Computers by Regine Böttcher, Rosi Hinz, and Susanne Lang

Die Spur führt nach Bayern by Volker Borbein

Ebbe & Flut by Felix & Theo

Ein Fall auf Rügen by Felix & Theo

Einer singt falsch by Felix & Theo

Einstein und das tote Kaninchen by Klara & Theo

Faust by Franz Specht

Freude, Liebe, Angst by Volker Borbein and Christian Baumgarten

Gefährlicher Einkauf by Volker Borbein and Christian Baumgarten

Grenzverkehr am Bodensee by Felix & Theo

Haus ohne Hoffnung by Felix & Theo

Jeder ist käuflich by Volker Borbein and Marie-Claire Wieders-Lohéac

Kalt erwischt in Hamburg by Cordula Schurig

Lea? Nein danke! by Friederike Wilhelmi

Leipziger Allerlei by Felix & Theo

Liebe bis in den Tod by Volker Borbein and Christian Baumgarten

Mord auf dem Golfplatz by Felix & Theo

Müller in New York by Felix & Theo

Sicher ist nur eins by Franz Specht

Siegfrieds Tod by Franz Specht

Spuk im Nachbarhaus by Klara & Theo

Tatort Frankfurt by Felix & Theo

Tatort: Krankenhaus by Volker Borbein and Marie-Claire Wieders-Lohéac

Till Eulenspiegel by Jacqueline Tschiesche

Timo darf nicht sterben! by Charlotte Habersack

Tod in der Oper by Volker Borbein and Marie-Claire Wieders-Lohéac

Tödlicher Cocktail by Volker Borbein and Marie-Claire Wieders-Lohéac

Tödlicher Irrtum by Volker Borbein and Christian Baumgarten

Tödlicher Schnee by Felix & Theo

Tor ohne Grenzen by Christian Gellenbeck

Besserwisser by Franz Specht

Das Herz von Dresden by Cordula Schurig

Das Mädchen, mit dem die Kinder nicht verkehren durften* by Irmgard Keun

Das Wunschhaus und andere Geschichten by Leonhard Thoma

Der Hundetraum und andere Verwirrungen by Leonhard Thoma

Der Passagier und andere Geschichten by Brigitte Braucek

Der rote Hahn by Franz Specht

Der Taubenfütterer und andere Geschichten by Leonhard Thoma

Die Angst und der Tod by Franz Specht

Die Blaumacherin by Leonhard Thoma

Die Fantasien des Herrn Röpke und andere Geschichten by Leonhard Thoma

Die Fälle des Kommissar Wagner by Uwe Plasger

Die ganze Wahrheit by Franz Specht

Die schöne Frau Bär by Franz Specht

Faust: das Volksbuch by Achim Seiffarth

Heiße Spür in München by Stefanie Wülfing

Schöne Augen by Franz Specht

Veronikas Gehimnis by Friedhelm Strack

Verschollen in Berlin by Gabi Baier

Wiener Blut by Gabi Baier

100 Karten, die deine Sicht auf die Welt verändern* by Katapult

100 Karten über Sprache* by Katapult

Der Ruf der Tagesfische und andere Geschichten by Leonhard Thoma

Der Tote und das Mädchen* by Martina Bick

Herr der Diebe* by Cornelia Funke

Atlas der verlorenen Sprachen* by Rita Mielke

Brigitta* by Adalbert Stifter

Das Feuerschiff* by Siegfried Lenz

Das Parfum. Die Geschichte eines Mörders* by Patrick Süskind

Der Besuch der alten Dame* by Friedrich Dürrenmatt

Der Hund. Der Tunnel. Die Panne* by Friedrich Dürrenmatt

Der Sandmann by E. T. A. Hoffmann

Die Bergwerke zu Falun* by E. T. A. Hoffmann

Die Physiker* by Friedrich Dürrenmatt

Die Verwandlung* by Franz Kafka

Effi Briest* by Theodor Fontane

Kleines Kuriositätenkabinett der deutschen Sprache* by Duden

#langblr #languages #german

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mykinkyyandere · 2 years

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Pirate

AO3

Pairings: Yandere/Dark! Kurt Wagner X f!Reader

Summary: He's not as innocent as you think, but for some reason you forget that.

Warnings: Yandere, dark, stalking, stealing stuffs/underwear, erasing memory, brainwashed reader, mind reading/control, dark Jean Grey, lying

You really liked your princess costume. Feeling like a real princess, you looked at other mutants as you walked through the corridors of the X-Mansion. All of them were ready for Halloween and dressed in interesting costumes. You've even seen someone dressed like a human. But there was one who just couldn't seem to take his eyes off you. Jean poked your arm. "On your left, right now."

Turning your head, you met Kurt's gaze. When you looked at him, he turned his eyes away and beamed. "God, I don't know how long he's been there, but he gets everyone's attention by looking at you like that. Looks like the handsome pirate has been charmed by the beautiful princess."

You laughed nervously and denied it. Kurt and you? No, he was just a nice friend. Yes, he sat next to you when you took the same classes or accompanied you when you wanted to go somewhere. That was because he was a very kind hearted person.

"And shut up if you're going to talk about the bullshit that he's a good person. He's not close to anyone else, only interested in you."

Okay, he was a little too close to you. Even clingy. You didn't specifically invite him, he was just always around and somehow involved. Besides, you didn't even have a full speech. When he tried to talk to you, he would suddenly disappear, leaving behind the smell of sulfur.

"Oh, I almost forgot! I have something to tell you, big news." Jean grabbed your wrist and pulled you away from everyone. You rolled your eyes. "I'm looking forward."

She took your arms and smiled, leaned to your face. "Peter said Kurt's a secret fan of yours! He found your trashed drawings while he was going through Kurt's things to piss him off."

"What? Maybe they're not mine." You tried to calm yourself as your stomach strained from discomfort. It was probably a misunderstanding.

"No look, he sent the pictures. And there's more." You gasped when you saw the pictures. Your drawings that you threw away after classes, that you swore you left on the table but couldn't find again, special ones that you never took out of your room... and is that your-

"Your panties! He has your panties."

"Oh. my. god." You whispered.

"Check out these. That's your lip balm. I don't know about the others, probably your random stuff. But I would recognize this cute bra anywhere."

How could he do this? You couldn't believe what you saw. You took her phone and looked closely. It was all your stuff. He had everything you lost. You searched everywhere to find them, but it was like if you left for a second, your stuffs disappeared. You couldn't make sense of it, but now... Yet you didn't want to believe it. "Peter's idea, right? You two are making fun of me." You handed her the phone, unable to look anymore.

"No! Kurt's obsessed with you." She grabbed your arms and shook you as she jumped with a little scream. She looked so excited... How could she enjoy something like that? He was stealing your things, picking up your trash, and your underwear?

"This isn't normal, stop acting like he has the right to steal my stuffs," You leaned to her and whispered "and my underwear! He's a total pervet, I can't believe him. I need to tell Professor Xavier, right now." You pushed her aside and walked. You wouldn't have imagined that the kind and lovely Kurt could be so perverted about you. You felt so sick.

"Not so fast" All of a sudden, you stayed where you were. You couldn't move your body, like you were paralyzed. She came quickly and took your arm. "Kurt's waiting for you."

Your legs moved unconsciously. Judging from the direction, you could say she was taking you into the garden. "Why are you doing this? I thought you were my friend!"

"And I thought you'd fall in love with Kurt after seeing what he did, but I was wrong. It doesn't matter anyway, I'll erase your memory."

"No, let me go!" No matter how hard you resisted, your body moved the way she wanted it to. When you went out into the garden, you saw him, waiting with a red rose in his hand. "I will never-" When you started yelling at Kurt, your mind stopped working for a moment. You couldn't remember what you were angry about, you couldn't remember why you were there, but you were at peace.

"Look, Kurt's here." Jean shook you a little and tried to bring your attention to Kurt, who was watching you.

You looked like you were seeing him for the first time. He was wearing a pirate costume. Not like his normal pirate-alike looking, but much more realistic and detailed pirate. "Hi Kurt. Sorry, I didn't realise you were here. Actually, I don't remember how I got here."

"It's because of the smoke from one of the mutants, sorry. I tried to save you, but you already breathed. That's why I took you outside to get some fresh air.' You couldn't see her twisted smile when she handed you over to Kurt. He grabbed your waist and pulled you against him.

"Let me leave you guys alone, I promised Scott I'd dance with him. Catch you later." Kurt took his eyes away from you and looked at Jean. They both said goodbye to each other, shaking their heads weirdly.

After Jean was gone Kurt took your hand and brought it to his lips. It was hard to see him in the dark, he was blending into the shadows. But his glowing yellow eyes were clear enough to pierce you. "Meine Prinzessin, deine Schönheit ist legendär."

You laughed and lowered your head. You could've sworn you were mad at him, but couldn't remember why. Maybe you had a dream about him. "I'm sorry, I didn't understand."

He let go of your hand and offered his rose to you. "Your beauty is legendary, my princess."

You smiled, accepting his rose. How kind he was, he gave you a red rose. Symbol of romance and passion. That's why he was always around, always about you. He loved you. It wasn't hard to understand, for some reason his excessive presence around you made you happy. It was perfect, him taking care of you all the time, finally confessing his love to you... It was all so perfect. You felt great.

"You seem like a strong pirate, can you meet the needs of a helpless princess like me?" The words came out of your mouth in an instant. Your voice was so needy, so in love. You wanted this pirate to have you with all your being.

"This is our story, meine Liebe. I promise to love and protect you passionately in each of our adventures. Our love is beyond all loves." He took you in his arms and bent you back. You threw your head back and moaned softly as his lips gently touched your neck.

"Worte können meine Liebe nicht beschreiben. Ich liebe dich, meine Liebe." He looked into your eyes and then kissed your lips.

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nephilim-tears · 2 years

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TIDES WILL BRING ME BACK TO YOU

KURT WAGNER X READER

Warnings: F! Reader. Mentions of past tumultuous relationships.

↳ Comfort Fic :: I watched wolverine and the x-men and couldn’t resist my old flame.

Browse my catalog?

You are responsible for the content you consume, as always read with care.

I sat up on my bed watching the rain droplets assault the large windows of the Xavier manor.

The crackling of early June thunder almost drowned out the sound of police sirens waxing and waning in the distance. The edges of the fragmented clouds were incandescent with the fury of the Gods as I pulled the blanket closer, counting the days till summer twirled her dress across town leaving everything a wash of pastel in her wake.

BAMF

My knight in fuzzy blue armor came to weather the storm with me; Kurt was almost camouflaged in the complete darkness of my room save for his golden eyes illuminating in the nothingness. If I was a sailor bewildered by the fog and stranded at sea, his eyes were the lighthouse that beckoned me to shore with the promise of salvation and safety.

You buried your head in his chest basking in his warmth, Kurt at all times was a walking furnace. He could sense the trepidation in the atmosphere that clung to you; unlike his oversize varsity jacket, you dawned to bed. The loose fabric slipped off one of your shoulders during the embrace, and Kurt, ever the opportunist, nuzzled the exposed skin peppering kisses everywhere he could.

Your busy schedules had kept you both apart all week, but wordlessly he knew you needed him, so here he was.

A comfortable silence blanketed the room, it wasn’t until he placed his hands on the small of my back, resting his forehead on mine did my heartbeat begin to taper off. He gently swayed from left to right humming a familiar tune for my ears only,

Paris, London, Tokyo

There's just one thing that I gotta do

Hello, tuck you in every night on the phone

Hello, tuck you in every night

It was nothing like the scalpel without anesthesia relationships you had before, with men that had been all Kraken teeth and tentacles leaving scratches after they'd let go with nothing else. A growing graveyard of sunken relationships you have drowned in your tears at the end of treasure-less voyages.

He took your hand leading you back to bed, “Have you spoken to Mr. Coulson today?”

Kurt asked, giving your adopted father the respect he commanded.

As you shook your head, the fizzy drink of anxiety threatened to bubble up and spill past the brim of your champagne eyes. Kurt was sure the depth of your salty tears could hide the Titan ship that was once humbled by the gritty unforgiving Atlantic. The days when your parents had no contact on a classified missions were always the hardest, he knew this.

“Tell me about your day,” I say, voice barely audible changing the topic.

“I had to break Peter out of detention because he was trying to convince the professor his vape pen was an asthma pump.”

The silly antics of our friend earned a giggle out of me; Kurt laughed too.

He was so good at this, so good at loving me; even in moments I did not want to be looked at, he would not stop looking with anything but compassion. The electricity in the air buzzing off the high of this intimacy.

On days when I feel like a small unloved child, it’s like he was saying “I know you are strong, but you don’t need to be right now because you are safe.” I feel no violence in this vulnerability; there is no offense to forgive within me.

#kurt wagner #kurt wagner x reader #kurt wagner imagine #wolverine and the x men #x-men #nightcrawler #nightcrawler x reader #nightcrawler imagine #x-men imagine

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x-childish-x · 3 years

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Could i get a poly fic with Peter and Kurt where reader struggles with social anxiety especially in large crowds and they go to like a mall or a movie or something with the group and has a bit of a anxiety attack.

Your Boys

Pairing: Kurt Wagner x fem!reader x Peter Maximoff

Fandom: X-Men

Warnings: social anxiety, mentions to therapy, anxiety attack in depth, use of the 54321 method

Word Count: 884

A/N: Hello lovelies! !!Please read the trigger warnings!! This includes an anxiety attack explaining (somewhat) in depth. It's written based off personal experiences and using personal experience with coping techniques (i.e. 54321 method). Please proceed with caution. I will admit this is not one of my better works because I wanted to write as safe as possible for my readers. I hope you all enjoy. Thank you so much for this request! Feedback is always welcome and appreciated.

Summary: During a day out with Peter, Kurt, and the rest of your group you find yourself beginning to have an anxiety attack.

(gifs not mine!)

Your social anxiety often hindered the things you could do. You didn't want it to, and you relentlessly tried to overcome it, and you had certainly come a long way after all the therapy you'd gone through, but that didn't mean there weren't times where the anxiety seemed to take over, like right now.

The whole group (meaning Scott, Jean, Jubilee, and, of course, you and your boyfriends Kurt and Peter) decided that they wanted to have another mall and movie day. As usual, Kurt and Peter had been skeptical about going, both of them concerned about you. But you were persistent. Your therapist and you had been working hard on developing more techniques to help you adjust to being around more people.

Finally, the boys gave in (because really? How could they deny you?), and you all went to the movies. You truly were beyond thankful for your boys and how much they loved you and looked after you. Multiple times throughout the movie, they would each take turns checking on you and making sure you were okay. And you were, you were slightly uncomfortable, but the group had chosen the top row of seats, and thankfully the theater wasn't that full at 1 pm on a Friday.

"Babe?" Peter asked softly as you all exited the movie theater, "How're you feeling?"

You nodded up at the silver-haired boy before looking towards Kurt and giving a soft smile, "I feel okay, I promise. It wasn't that crowded in there."

"Tell us if it becomes too much, we'll take care of you," Kurt smiled down at you, kissing the top of your head.

As you continued walking through the mall with your group, you realized how incredibly much you appreciated your boys. Peter and Kurt were nothing but the best to you, and you wished you could find the perfect way to relay back to them how much they meant to you.

You tried to not focus on all the people around you in the mall, trying to focus only on your group. But the more you tried to ignore them, the more people you seemed to notice, and as you looked up, everyone was looking at you. All the strangers were staring at you and your group, judging and scowling. They seemed to multiply, getting closer and closer to you, their stares growing in intensity.

You dropped your head, focusing your eyes on the ground. Struggling to take deep breaths, you were suddenly aware of how incredibly tight your chest was. Tears flooded your eyes as fear engulfed your body, your chest tight with your panic, and your hands beginning to shake. Quickly, you grabbed onto Kurt's arm tightly, squeezing the best you could before looking up at him.

His golden eyes locked onto you, and immediately Kurt sensed your panic. The boy spent only a second mumbling something to Peter before his arms wrapped around you, and you found yourself sitting under your favorite tree back at the mansion. Finally, sobs wracked through your body as you gasped for air, your shaking body collapsing into Kurt as he sat down beside Peter.

"Shh, love, it's okay. There's nobody here," Kurt whispered into your ear.

You furiously shook your head, gripped tightly onto Peter's arm while your head lay on Kurt's chest. Kurt looked at Peter with wide eyes, slightly panicked at how shaky you were. Even though you were away from all the commotion now, your anxiety wouldn't go away. You were afraid they were going to make you talk about your anxiety attack, and you were afraid of losing the bit of control you had. Black began to swim in your vision as you coughed for air.

"Princess, can you look at me?" Peter asked, trying to get your attention onto him. In response, you shook your head, trying to get your breath even, "Can you tell me five things you see?" You gasped for air, ignoring Peter's words, but he was persistent, "Come on, love, just five things you see."

"G-grass," You stuttered, trying to ignore the tightened pain in your chest, "Trees, f-f-flowers... water, and... and... cl-clouds."

"Good," Kurt whispered, kissing your head encouragingly, "What about four things you feel?"

You froze. Your shaking was significantly better as you tried to focus on what you were feeling, "Pete's j-jacket, the tree's bark, wind... and your tail."

Peter smiled at the fact you finally noticed Kurt's tail was wrapped around you, "That's it, see... you got this. What're three things you can hear."

"Birds," You replied instantly, looking up into the tree, "Kids somewhere, and running water."

"Two things you can smell?" Kurt asked, smiling across to Peter.

You hummed, closing your eyes and taking in the deepest breath you could currently manage, "Popcorn from the movies and Peter's shampoo."

"One thing you love to do?"

"Train with you two."

When you opened your eyes, you were met with the bright smiles of both Kurt and Peter, both of which looked incredibly proud. You wrapped an arm around each boy, squeezing them tightly as you focused on keeping your breathing calm. Overwhelming love filled your chest, and you quickly kissed each boy on the cheek. Even though you were still shaken up, you were incredibly thankful for them, your boys.

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ao3feed-snape · 3 years

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Whumptober 2021 - FR

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3v46br4

by fushigi_kokoro

French version of my whumptober 2021 - Traduction de mon whumptober 2021

Words: 662, Chapters: 1/32, Language: Français

Fandoms: Devil May Cry, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Multi-Fandom, Criminal Minds (US TV), X-Men (Movieverse), Queen of the Damned (2002), Interview With the Vampire (1994)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/M

Characters: OC - Character, Reader, V (Devil May Cry), Severus Snape, Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Criminal Minds Cast, Criminal Minds Character(s), Lestat de Lioncourt, Albus Dumbledore, Spencer Reid, Kurt Wagner

Relationships: V (Devil May Cry)/Reader, V (Devil May Cry)/Original Character(s), V (Devil May Cry)/Original Female Character(s), Severus Snape/Reader, Severus Snape/Original Female Character(s), Severus Snape/Original Character(s), Lestat de Lioncourt/Reader, Lestat de Lioncourt/Original Female Character(s), Spencer Reid/Reader, Spencer Reid/Original Female Character(s), Spencer Reid/Original Character(s), Kurt Wagner/Reader, Kurt Wagner/Original Character(s), Kurt Wagner/Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: Angst, Terror, Fear, October, Whump, Whumptober, challenge, Warnings May Change, Alternate Universe, No real names, Torture, Horror, Kidnapping, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Blood, Blood and Injury, Illness, Drowning, Rape/Non-con Elements

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3v46br4

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Severus Snape #Snape #Professor Snape #SS

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kurt-nightcrawler · 4 years

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The Future is Now

Kurt Wagner x Female Reader

Kurt is in his mid-20s in this story.

(Y/F/N) means your full name

Gif credit goes to @softtroublemaker

Warnings: none

Word count: 1.6k

Hope you enjoy!

Your eyes slowly opened as they came in contact with the light pouring in from the window. You groaned, shifting in your half-asleep state.

Kurt laughed, his arm wrapped around your waist, and his tail wrapped around your leg.

“Five more minutes…” You groaned, not budging. Kurt released you from his grip and got out of bed, leaving his side cold. You frowned.

“Schatz, you have to get up.”

You mumbled something unintelligible back.

Kurt slipped out of his pajamas, watching you from the corner of his eyes.

“We have that double date with Peter and Ella later tonight… and as much I know you’d love to sleep in all day, we have training, and it’s our turn to get the groceries.”

You groaned and finally started to fully wake up. You ripped the covers from your body, exposing yourself to the cold air.

“Good morning, Princess,” Kurt teased.

You rolled your eyes, but a smile adorned your face. “Good morning, Blue.” You stood up and moved over to your vanity. You grabbed your hairbrush and tried to tame your monstrous bedhead. Kurt kissed the crook of your neck while you did so.

You looked up at him through the mirror. “Blue…” You scolded.

“What?” He asked innocently. “I’m not doing anything.” He continued kissing your exposed skin.

“Just don’t leave a mark.”

“Hmmph…”

You gave him a knowing look, “We’re going out tonight, remember? If I show up to our date with hickies Peter’s never going to let us hear the end of it.

Kurt sighed, “You’re right…”

“I’m gonna take a shower.” You pecked his lips. “I’ll see you downstairs, okay?”

Kurt nodded, “Ja.”

You turned your back to grab a towel and heard the familiar sound of Kurt teleporting out of a room.

Hank wrote down everything you needed to get from the store. The list wasn’t crazy, but grocery shopping for a school full of mutants usually took a few hours.

You’d usually split up with your shopping partner to cover more ground, but Kurt insisted on being by your side.

You didn’t mind it, not for a moment.

You cherished moments like these, the domestic ones. The parts of your day where you felt normal, like a character in a movie— grocery shopping with your boyfriend, going for a drive to nowhere in particular, or cuddling on one of the couches in the library.

“We need lemons.”

“Hmm?...” You asked, zoned out.

“(Y/N), the list says we need lemons.”

You zoned back in, “Right! Sorry, I uh, zoned out for a minute.”

Kurt offered a smile as he placed a bag of lemons in the cart. “You don’t need to apologize.”

“Sorry.”

Kurt shook his head and laughed, “It’s okay.”

“What else do we need?”

“Oranges, peppers, toilet paper…” He read the list off as you threw things into the cart.

You snuck in a few things that weren’t on the list you knew some of the kids liked, because who was really going to notice?

After you checked out you pushed the cart out to the car. Kurt jumped in the cart, startling you at first, but told you to go fast as you could. So you did.

You ran down the parking lot, cheering and laughing like two happy idiots, before stopping at the car.

You opened the trunk and Kurt, touching as many grocery bags as he could, teleported into the trunk, as to not have to load as many bags. You threw a few stragglers into the trunk, before slamming it shut.

“Where’d you learn to do that?” You asked.

“Last time I went grocery shopping with Bobby,” Kurt explained.

“It was his idea. However, we may or may not have crushed some chips…”

You laughed and shook your head, “You never fail to surprise me, Blue.”

“That’s what I’m here for,” He joked.

You were with Ella getting ready for the double date.

“So…” She began, styling her hair. You glanced at her.

“What’s up?”

“Not much. It seems like we haven’t seen each other in forever. How are you? How’s Kurt?”

“I’m great. Kurt’s great. Every day with him is like something out of the ending of a good rom-com.

Ella laughed, “Wow, you’re in deep.”

“Buzz off. We’re just two happy people in love, that’s all.” You put the finishing touches on your makeup, giving yourself a once over in the mirror.

“I think you’re both cute together…” She cooed.

“Aww, thanks… You and Peter are cute too.”

She nodded, slipping on her shoes, “Yeah… He’s a great guy.”

You had reservations at first when Ella and Peter started dating.

He was a little older, and a bit childish at times, and you just wanted what was best for your best friend. Peter understood where you were coming from, but he proved to be good for Ella… and a few years later, they got married.

“You got yourself a good one… Now let’s go! They’re probably waiting.”

You and Kurt weren’t married. It didn’t really bother you since you knew he wanted to get married one day. You did too.

You were just so busy all the time. A proposal seemed to be the last thing on either of your minds and besides, you were happy and together. That’s all that really mattered.

Peter and Kurt were waiting, but they didn’t mind. You weren’t running late or anything.

“Wow…” You felt embarrassed under Kurt’s adoring gaze. “You look amazing, Liebling.”

“Thank you… You don’t look too bad yourself, Wagner.” You kissed his cheek, leaving a slight imprint from your lipstick.

Now Kurt was a little flustered, his cheek had a slight violet hue to them. He cleared his throat, “Are you… Are you ready to go?”

You nodded, noticing Peter and Ella were also ready.

You all went together in one car. Traffic was surprisingly light, and you had no trouble finding a parking spot.

Kurt opened your door for you, and Peter did the same for Ella.

Some romantic pop song played softly from speakers when you entered the restaurant. Peter told the hostess he had a reservation and she led you all to your table.

You had never been to the restaurant before, but Peter and Ella had. She told you what was good and what wasn’t, how they did certain things, and everything in between.

You ended up getting some kind of fancy salad, with a weird name you couldn’t really remember, but it tasted delightful nonetheless.

“So, Peter and I have something we wanted to tell you guys…”

“No one else really knows, so you can’t tell anyone—”

“Babe,” Ella interrupted him. “I don’t think they’re going to tell anyone.”

“I just wanted to be sure!”

“What is it?” You asked, taking a sip of your drink.

“We’re going to have a baby.”

“Oh— oh my god! This is great news!” You couldn’t believe it. You were going to be an aunt! (Sort of.) Your best friend was going to have a baby!

“Congratulations!” Kurt said.

“Thank you.”

“When did you find out?” You asked.

“Only a few weeks ago,” Ella said. “We’re not really supposed to be telling anyone since it’s so early along, but I couldn’t keep this from you.”

“Well, we’re honored you told us.”

The rest of dinner was mostly about the baby, and so was the car ride back to the mansion.

Peter was just relieved someone else knew, he wasn’t the greatest at keeping secrets. Ella was excited and she was already discussing how if you had a kid, they would be best friends.

You gave her silly name ideas like Avacado, Channel, and Seabusicut.

“Babe, we should totally name the baby, Avacado!”

“Peter, no!”

You all laughed at Ella’s attitude.

“Aww… but it would be so cute!”

Ella glared at him. “We’re not going to be those people.”

“Alright, fine, fine…” He pouted.

You chuckled to yourself and rested your head on Kurt’s shoulder.

You got under the covers, snuggling up to Kurt who was reading a book. You could tell he was focused on other things than his page.

“What’s up, Blue?”

“Hmm?” He looked over at you, losing his train of thought.

“What’s on your mind?”

“Do you want children?”

You blinked.

“Yeah, we’ve talked about this before— but we agreed we were too busy with the X-Men right now to find time for marriage and kids and whatnot.”

Kurt frowned, not content with your answer. “When are we ever not going to be busy?” You shrugged. “Peter and Ella made time… Why don’t we?”

“Kurt, we do.” Your voice didn’t match your words. You knew what he meant.

“I don’t… I don’t know…” You admitted. “I’m sorry…”

His book had been set aside awhile ago, and his hands cupped your face. “No, no, Liebling, it’s not your fault. A relationship is two people working together, and we both want the same things so… I should just go for it.”

Kurt reached over to his bedside table and pulled something out of the drawer.

“Kurt?... What are you doing?...”

“I’ve had this far longer than I’d like to admit…”

It was a ring. In a velvet box.

He was proposing.

“But I know what I want. I know what God has planned for me… I know the risks of our job, and how if… if you never came back from a mission I’d wish I had done more— I had done this…”

“So, (Y/F/N), will you marry me?”

You shook your head, “Yes! Yes! Oh my gosh.” A wave of emotions coming over you, causing you to cry.

Kurt slipped the ring on to your finger, and then quickly wiped the tears from your eyes.

“I love you,” His amber eyes were looking into yours, full of love.

“I love you too.”

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