Kurt really has never had a real crush before — he’s just never really found a person that had ever made him feel a little weak at the knees, and tongue tied. That is, until you enrolled at Xavier’s. He’ll never forget the first time he saw you; he was in the middle of telling a story to Scott, when you walked by. He literally stopped mid-sentence, watching you with Jubilee. Scott immediately picked up on it, and ever since, has been trying to get Kurt to actually speak to you. (the first time he talked to you, he switched to German on accident and BAMF’d out of there when you looked a little confused.) And after a while, Scott enrolled Peter to help Kurt — and since then, he’d probably gotten more advice than a Cosmo magazine.
Tonight, Peter and Scott decided, is the night Kurt is going to have a normal conversation with you; after all, it is a party, that’s where lots of things can happen. (No, Kurt, don’t ask her if she likes pirates!)
So after raiding Kurts closet — only to find many Michael Jackson inspired clothes — Kurt is currently sporting Peter’s Rush shirt (I swear to God bro, don’t spill anything on it!) and a pair of Scott’s jeans, he’s pretty much a nervous wreck when they get there (and he hasn’t even seen you yet!)
“Dude, you’re gonna be okay,” Peter assures him, jokingly fixing Kurt’s fringe. “she’s not intimidating, whatsoever.”
“Yeah Kurt, just be yourself!” Scott adds, patting him on the back. “Now, let’s go find her. Jean said she’d be hanging out with the girls.”
“Wait, guys!” Kurt exclaims. “I don’t think I can do this!”
Peter rolls his eyes and grabs Kurts arm, and says,
“You practically undress her with her eyes every time she’s in the same vicinity as you, might as well actually talk to her!”
Scott chuckles as Kurt objects his statement, but immediately stops in his tracks when he sees you. And lord have mercy, do you look gorgeous. With a plastic cup in your hand and a beautiful dress on, Kurt’s heart pretty much leaps out of his chest. Peter and Scott are already snickering to each other over his reaction.
“Okay dude, here goes nothing!” Peter smirks, before announcing their arrival to everyone; attention turning towards the trio.
Your gaze immediately travels to Kurt’s, and you give him a little smile and wave. Beside you, you can hear Jubilee snicker.
“What are you laughing about?” You ask with a small smile, causing her to roll her eyes playfully.
“I’m telling you, the kid is head over heels for you!” Jubilee replies, nudging you with her elbow. “C’mon, look at him! He’s adorable.”
“He is, I’m not denying that!” You answer, taking a sip of your drink. “But he always makes excuses to leave whenever we talk.”
“That’s just because he’s scared!” She exclaims, like it’s obvious. “You know what? I got an idea.”
Before you’re able to ask, Jubilee dashes over to Peter, whispering something in his ear. Peter looks over at you and then at Kurt, a smirk growing on his face. Before you can interject, Peter is already gathering the girls and guys to go into the other room, whilst Scott pretty much shoves Kurt towards your direction — leaving the two of you alone in the living room.
“Well, we have some either pretty great, or pretty terrible friends,” you say with a laugh, as Kurt chuckles shyly. “how are you doing tonight, Kurt?”
“I’m… I’m doing great!” He says, trying to push away his nervousness. “and you?”
“I’m good! Better, now that you’re here.” You tell him, nudging him with your elbow. At your words, butterflies erupt in his stomach. He can already hear Scott and Peter making fun of him. “So, we’ve never actually talked before! What can you do? Jubilee tells me you got some sweet powers.”
“Well, I can teleport to anywhere I’ve been before,” he explains, nodding a ‘thank you’ as you hand him his own drink. “and I got my tail.” You both chuckle as it flows happily behind him. “What can you do?”
“My power isn’t even close to being cool as yours, but I can create duplicates of myself!” You explain, as Kurt smiles.
“No way, that can’t be your power, that’s awesome!” He tells you excitedly, taking a sip of his drink.
“Actually, you’re right! My superpower is actually sucking dick.” You joke, but at your words, Kurt actually chokes on his drink, spitting it out a little bit.
“Oh my gosh, are you okay?!” You laugh, placing a hand on his shoulder, as he finally catches his breath. If he could blush, his cheeks would for sure be a deep shade of red. (It’s totally not because he’s thought about that late at night — certainly not.)
“Yeah, yeah!” He reassures. “Just… I just didn’t… think you’d say that!” He stutters, causing you to throw your head back in a laugh.
“I’m just going to blame that joke on the alcohol,” you chuckle, trying to catch your breath. “but yeah, I really can duplicate myself!”
“Thank the lord, because I have no idea how the other one could actually be a power!” Kurt replies with a smile.
“Believe me, there’s a way, Kurt!” You quip, throwing him a little wink.
Dear lord, Kurt thinks, this girl is going to be the death of me.
He will love cuddling with you at any time and moment! Are you in a public place full of people? Doesn’t matter, Alois will be there to hold you tight whenever he feels like that. Are you doing something important which needs more focus? Forget it, Alois is there and demands hugging you! Do you want to sleep? No way, cuddles with Alois always come first!
He will occassionally grab your butt, too, just for fun and to see your reaction.
Alois will appreciate it if you will be patient enough to stand all of his affection — it will be all just because he loves you so much and he won’t know how else could he show it to you. It may remind you of those times when you see a totally, completely cute animal, adorable to the point you don’t know what to do with this amount of sweetness and you start feeling the urge to simply squeeze it. Alois will feel more or less the same, not always taking out the squeezing part.
He will love hearing your heartbeat when you will read or watch something together, legs tangled and covers thrown on the floor. This kind of activities will allow him to feel free around you, trusting you with his whole soul. He will often fall asleep on you and if it happens, don’t even think about moving him to the side, he will wake up immediately and in a very grumpy mood.
Sometimes he will tickle you.
But mostly, he will give you soft, sweet kisses on the cheek, commeting about how nice you smell and how it’s his favourite scent in the whole world.
He will always hold your hand when cuddling, rubbing his thumb over it and enjoying if you will do that to him, too.
He can also grow a little bit demanding, quite egoistically thinking about the most comfortable positions for him but not always for you. Still, he will make sure that you change positions so it will be a nice experience for you, too.
Request:@anonymous: Can I get 44 and 48 with olderdamian wayne x fem reader please?
Summary: You enjoy your mornings with Damian.
Prompt(s) used: 44. “God, you’re so cute.” And 48. “What did I do to deserve you?”
Word count: 455
Warning(s): None!
A/N: I hope you enjoy it!
You stared at ceiling above you, laying in the bed, wide awake. You could feel your boyfriend’s sculptured arms wrapped around your waist, sleeping soundly beside you.
You’ve been laying in the bed awake for a while, not bothering to move so you wouldn’t disturb Damien’s sleep. After all, he had a long day yesterday and really needed it.
You moved your head slightly to look at his peaceful sleeping face; his usually stoic face now relaxed, lips parted slightly as his chest moved up and down with each breath.
You watched how his face scrunched up slightly, a small frown forming before his face relaxing once again.
“God, you’re so cute.” You whispered, and you couldn’t help but giggle quietly at the facial expression; which caused him to stir.
He cracked his eyes open, squinting a bit due to the sunlight that engulfed the room.
“Why were you laughing?” He asked, voice low and raspy.
This caused you to flush, feeling the heat crawl up your neck. Even if you have been with him for a long time, you could never get used to his morning voice when it was like that.
“Oh, uh, nothing.” You stuttered, smiling at the male.
“Beloved, you are terrible at telling lies.” He stated bluntly, emerald eyes looking at you with doubt, yet with a twinge of amusement in them.
“I know, I just don’t want to tell you.” You teased, sticking out your tongue in a playful manner.
In a matter of seconds, he flipped you over; now, he was on top, straddling you.
He leaned down, those gorgeous green eyes that you love so much were filled with mischief. You felt your heart beat quicken, but all you did was simply smile and cup his cheek.
“I love you~!” You sang, pecking his lips.
You knew he was trying to intimidate you into trying to spill out the truth, but you know how to make him give up the act.
He mumbled an “I love you too,” before getting off you, moving to his original position beside you.
“What did I do to deserve you?” He wondered aloud.
You smiled, cuddling into his side as he snaked his arm around you waist, being you closer.
“I should be the one asking that.” You answered, tracing circles on his arm.
He shook his head at your words, a sigh escaping his lips. He adjusted his positon slightly, turning to the side. He rested his chin on your head, inhaling deeply to take in the lovely scent of your hair.
You buried your face deeper into his chest, a wide smiling adorning your features as you drifted off to sleep. Oh, how you enjoyed your mornings with Damian.
Anonymous requested: The reader gets hit with a love potion and falls for the first person she sees; Dick Grayson. Jason is one sad husband.
Pairings: Jason Todd x Vigilante!Fem!Reader
Warnings: Mentions of Non-consensual drug use, Sad and Jealous Jason, Self Esteem Issues, swearing.
“ETA to Derringer’s location?” Batman’s voice boomed on the comms. “Ivy’s already gone; Signal, Spoiler and I are en route to her sanctuary.”
“Ten minutes.” Jason swore, motorcycle tires screeching as he zipped through the streets, posture tense and shoulders damn near pressed up against his ears due to anger and desperation.
“Already there.” Nightwing landed on the rooftop across from Ivy’s abandoned hideout and Jason’s sigh of relief through the line was loud but nobody said anything.
“Proceed with caution.” Batman gruffed and Dick pretended that what he really meant was ‘Be careful’. Nightwing leaped off the rooftop to land on the designated one. He puts on a gas mask just in case before prying the small door on the roof open and descending the stairs.
“Derringer?” Nightwing called for you and was met with mumbled calls. He rushed over to your slumped form in the main room and saw that your eyes were barely open and luckily you had no visible injuries. “Come on, up and at ‘em kiddo.” He wrapped your limp arm around his shoulder before lifting you gently into his arms.
Your heavy eyes landed on him. “Ni’wing.” You slurred in tired garbles.
“Yeah, little one, it’s me.”
“…Kay.” Your eyes were slipping due to exhaustion and Nightwing had to nudge you to keep you awake as he wasn’t sure what Ivy used on you and how it would react if you fell asleep. The Vigilante chuckled before speaking into the comms. “I have Derringer, Ivy got her with something, no idea what it is but she’s sleepy and loopy.” He looked down to see you tracing the Chevron on his chest.
“ ’s a bl’bird.” You mumbled in wonder.
“Yeah, it is.” Nightwing confirmed as you stared at his chest with heavy blinking eyes.
“But, you’re Nightwing.”
“I am.”
“Less than five minutes, Big Wing.” Jason grunted.
“Copy.”
“But that don’t make…sense. You should be Bluebird.”
“Someone already took that name.” Grayson tried not to laugh, but did frown in concern at your dilating pupils.
“Then make ’em give it back.”
He snorted out a laugh just as Jason and Red Robin pulled up. After the two oldest rearranged you carefully on Jason’s bike, all the exhaustion seemed to slam into you. “H’me?”
“Yeah, sweetheart.” Jason kissed your head. “Home.”
“Kay. Bye Ni’wing, bye Red Robin.”
“Bye.” Nightwing indulged you with a hearty wave.
“But we’re going back to the same place.” Tim whispered.
“Shut up, babybird.” Jason started the bike and after checking you were okay, rode off towards the Manor.
~••~••~••~••~••~
You came to with a quiet moan and a parched throat. Alfred was across the cave, but you didn’t think your voice was stable enough to call. You saw a disconnected IV pole and proceeded to shake it to get his attention.
“Mrs. Todd, please don’t rattle the equipment like a barbarian; I’ll be right there.” He turned to you with a tray in his hands; a tray of sweet, wholesome water. You couldn’t resist making grabby hands at it, causing the butler to raise an amused brow.
“Is that how we ask for things, now?”
“Please?” You mouthed, just knowing that talking would upset your dry throat. Alfred seemed to accept that as he poured you a generous amount in your favorite tumbler, his hands resting under yours as support in case you dropped it. You sucked down nearly three quarters of it through the straw before handing it back and sighing blissfully. “Thank you, Alfred.”
“You’re welcome, Mrs. Todd.”
Humming, you relaxed a little more. “So, where’s Dick?”
“Master Dick is upstairs, I suppose I should have alerted them that you are awake.” You waved him away before turning to get off the medical bed. “That’s okay, I’ll just go up. Am I good to go?”
“I’d say so as you seem quite fine. The results of your blood work should tell us if anything was amiss.”
“Thanks, grandmaster.” Smiling, you bowed jokingly at him before leaving him to his work. You headed for the well used living room, perking up when you saw everyone. “Howdy, partners.”
They all turned to you in shock, Jason jumping up. “You’re awake!”
“No, I’m clearly still out cold. Ninny.” You gave him a good natured eye roll, eyes that immediately lit up when they saw Dick. “Dicky!” You damn near skipped to go hug him.
“Hello, gunsmoke.” He patted your head before frowning along with everyone when you kissed his cheek a little too long for their liking.
“Excuse me, what the fuck?” Jason fumed.
Sensing the tension, you pulled away from him and looked at Jason, who’s handsome face was turning beetroot red. “What’s wrong?”
“Why the hell does he get a hug and kiss and I don’t?” Jason tried to keep the whine out of the voice.
“Jason, the last time I tried to hug you, you tossed me over the couch and said ‘yeet’.”
“He did what?” Stephanie and Duke cracked up while Jason blushed a little.
“You snuck up on me.” He mumbled as he tried to defend himself.
“It’s okay big guy, I’ll humor you.” You gave him a hug as well but before he could get into it, you pulled away.
“Again, what the fuck?”
“Dude, what’s your problem?” You shot him a confused look before going back to your room to get ready for a shower.
“Something’s wrong.” Tim was the first to break the silence that followed your departure.
“You’re damn right, Timbo.” Jason poked Dick hard in the chest. “You been mackin’ on my girl, Dickiebird?”
“No!” Dick held up his hands. “I’d never do that and you know that. She’s not my type.”
Jason glared at his brother. “Shut up, she’s everyone’s type.” He snapped and his siblings silently agreed.
“Maybe she just got tired of you, Todd and this is her subtle way of telling you she wants a divorce.” Damian smirked when Jason shot him the finger, though the former’s eyes were zeroing in on the latter’s face to see how he took the joke.
“Come on, Dami.” Jean Paul ruffled his hair. “Don’t be so crude.”
“Shut up, Valley.”
“I love you too, squirt.”
Damian’s eye roll was exasperated yet fond. It was easy to get along with Valley as the big blonde was more or less a little like Jason; Damian likes hanging around the two.
“Maybe she’s acting this way ’cause Dick was the one that got her out, so she’s probably feeling a little grateful?” Stephanie pondered, briefly glancing up from her task of applying a top coat to Duke’s nails.
“Could be.” Jason sighed with slumped shoulders.
“We just gotta keep an eye on her.”
~••~••~••~••~••~
“Come and get it!” You yelled from the kitchen, chuckling when the sound of footsteps immediately after.
“Cookies!” Stephanie clapped as you beckoned them closer to help themselves.
“Aww, these are heart shaped.” Jason reached for one and you slapped his hand away.
“Those are for Dick.”
Silence. Sheer silence.
Even the crunching stopped as the other members of the broody belfry eyed you, Jason and Dick with wide eyes and agape mouths.Dick chuckled awkwardly when you blushed at him as Jason completely crushed a cookie in his hands.
“Why don’t I get heart shaped cookies?”
“Why would you get heart shaped cookies?” You cocked your head to the side and Jason visibly winced.
“Maybe because I’m your fucking husband!” The vgilante roared. “I thought I was good enough for you.”
Snorting, you shook your head. “You could never be and No, you’re not my husband. I’m not even married.” You turned and pinched a very tense Dick’s cheek. “At least not yet. Enjoy.” You excused yourself, completely missing the heartbroken look on Jason’s face.
“Jas-” Tim started to call out but Jason cut him off.
“Not now.” He stormed out of the kitchen.
“Something’s stinks here and for once it’s not Drake.”
“Test tube baby!” Tim hisses.
“Forgotten son.” Damian snaps back, not missing a beat and the two glare at each other, however, both pairs of eyes are alight with mirth.
“Can you two bond another time, we’ve got a situation here?” Steph huffs. You and Steph are really close, practically sisters and she’s honestly stumped at your newfound feelings for Dick when just yesterday you were sickeningly in love with Jason.
“Think it had something to do with Ivy?” Jean asked the obvious question.
“Could be. It’s the only logical explanation as to why (Y/N) would start liking Dick all of a sudden.”
“We’d just have to check her results, I don’t think it’s any sort of pollen as those are usually fast acting.”
“Until we can check it, we need to keep her away from me.” Dick raked a hand through his messy hair.
“Agreed.”
“So,” Steph rocks back and forth on her heels. “Since you can’t eat the heart cookies, I’ll just help myself to it.”
“Didn’t you hear?” Jean clears his throat as he gets ready to imitate your voice from before. “Those are for Dick.” He even goes as far as cocking a hip out.Dick grunts as everyone laughs. “You all suck.” He pushes off the counter and picks up three of the star shaped sugar cookies.
•~•~•
“She got a what?” Jason rose a brow as he looked at the results of your blood work.
“Love potion with a cocktail that induces amnesia, so she’d forget that you’re married.”
“How do we reverse it?”
“Antidote, which I’ve already taking the liberty of slipping in her drink an hour ago; it’s fast acting too.” Tim boasts. “She’ll be back to you soon.”
Jason shoulders drooped. “I hope so.”
“Incoming.” Damian whispered when you came into view.
“Jesus Christ my head.” You paused when you saw them huddled together. “What’s with the secret meeting?”
“Nothing. How do you feel?” Everyone waited with baited breath for your answer.
“Like I just got trampled and not in the fun way.” Your eyes caught his and you grinned before running over to him to happily kiss him on the lips. “Hi cutie!”
“Fuck.”
“Jason dear, don’t talk about our sex life in front of the children.”
ok but did Steve have any clue what to do with the shields Shuri gave him at first?
T’Challa knows Steve’s signature is a shield, every picture of Captain America shows his shield, he saw Steve with the shield, but does he have any idea how he used that shield?
Steve had a red, white, and blue frisbee he was flinging at Nazi’s and robots and thinking ‘cool’ as it would bounce back to him, then he’s given these fancy elongated things on his arms, Shuri rattles off how they work, T’Challa has a fond smile,
But Steve’s just standing there and staring at his arms, wonder ‘What the fuck am I supposed to do with these things’
Steve: Do they bounce?
Shuri: What.
Steve: Like if I throw them, do they bounce?
Shuri, to T’Challa: Where do you keep finding these white boys?
he stretched one of the beautiful snow white wings out and the feathers ruffled before he extended it to you. you delicately let your fingers brush over it while Warren watched your reactions, grinning at the careful way you touched them.
ok but did Steve have any clue what to do with the shields Shuri gave him at first?
T’Challa knows Steve’s signature is a shield, every picture of Captain America shows his shield, he saw Steve with the shield, but does he have any idea how he used that shield?
Steve had a red, white, and blue frisbee he was flinging at Nazi’s and robots and thinking ‘cool’ as it would bounce back to him, then he’s given these fancy elongated things on his arms, Shuri rattles off how they work, T’Challa has a fond smile,
But Steve’s just standing there and staring at his arms, wonder ‘What the fuck am I supposed to do with these things’
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