quicksilver-is-a-mess:

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It was Kurt’s first Christmas in America so you and Jubilee tried to make it as special as possible. In fact, when Kurt was in classes you two had snuck into his room, decorating the room with tinsel, lights and little bobbles. When he came into the room he dropped all his books, spinning around smiling at all the colours. You loved Kurt the second you met him. You two had become such good friends and had so many late night conversations. Kurt had even fallen asleep in your bed sometimes, his tail wrapped around your waist.

You wanted to make Kurt something, so you tried to knit him a sweater. Unfortunately, you made it a bit.. oversized. One sleeve was longer than the other and it was extremely baggy, you knew if Kurt put it on it would look like a dress. Then one day, it disappeared. You asked everyone (except for Kurt obviously) if they had seen your ugly sweater. No one admitted to seeing it.

Christmas morning came and Kurt was up at 6 in the morning banging on your door. The second you came out he grabbed your hand and dragged you downstairs to the tree Hank had set up. Kurt sat down and immediately started ripping off the wrapping paper of his gifts. You wiped your eyes with the back of your hand, smirking at how cute he was, tail waggling happily. Then you saw what was in the box he had just opened. It was the sweater you made. You grabbed at it, trying to get it away from him but he just bamfed to the other side of the room.

“Vhat ees dis?” Kurt asked, looking at the creation, turning it over.

“It’s a sweater,” you mumbled.

“Ees dis from you, Y/N?”

“Yeah, I wasn’t going to give it to you. It didn’t turn out that great.”

“I love it!,” he squealed, pulling the red sweater over his head.

You tried to hold in your laugh but it burst out of you. The sweater was definitely too big for him, looking lopsided and one sleeve hung over his hand. He danced around the room, flapping the sleeves around like a bird. He grabbed your hand and started to dance with you. When you stopped moving, you both were out of breath, letting out little wheezes of laughter. The two of you were inches away from each other. Kurt glancing down at your lips quickly and leaned in to peck you on the lips. He tried to lean away but you grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into a kiss. When the kiss ended, Kurt leaned his head on your forehead and let out a shaky breath.

“Ees dis vhat Christmas is usually like? Because I vould like that.”

“I would like that too.”

You both gave each other tiny smiles before giving small kisses.
“Merry Christmas, Kurt.”

“Merry Christmas, Y/N.”

blueberry-precious:

Summary: Its past midnight and you have Kurt sleeping in your bed tonight. But you keep him up at night with your thoughts.

You tossed and turned in your bed looking over at the clock on your wall. It reads ‘1:34’ in the morning. There were several reasons why you couldn’t sleep. The blankets made it too hot for you, or maybe you had too much sugar before you went to bed. But also you had your boyfriend in your bed.

You and Kurt had been dating for a real long time and you suggested to him that you guys could have a small sleepover. Of course there were strict rules about opposite genders in the same room but Kurt could obviously just teleport into your room with no problems.

Now he’s asleep right next to you in your bed. You couldn’t think of a more blessing moment than this. Just watching Kurt’s peaceful face as he’s sleeping just made you feel butterflies in your stomach.

You turn again facing away from Kurt focusing on what’s on your mind. You lay there with your eyes wide open for a good few minutes until you felt something warm on your shoulder.

“(Y/n)… Are you still up?”, Your sleepy boyfriend mumbles. You laughed quietly at how cute he sounded and feeling guilty waking him up.

“Yes, I’m sorry baby did I wake you up?”, you turned to face staring at his sleepy face. His eyelids were barely open you almost thought he went back to sleep.

“Mhmm.. Vhy aren’t you sleeping?”, he murmurs, his hand drifting off to brush through your hair. Gosh he’s just so adorable, you just wish this boy to go back to sleep he desperately needs it. It was almost like he was drunk but in a more innocent way.

“Its just… How is a platypus still consider a mammal if it lays eggs?”, you ask in a curious whisper. Kurt stares at you for a minute trying to make sure if you were serious. Seeing that you were waiting for an answer still, he just turns away from you trying to go back to sleep and says, “Go back to sleep, darling”.

“I’m serious, is there another way of being a mammal than just giving birth, like what has this world come to?”, you almost raised voice but remember what time it is right now. You try poking Kurt to get an answer, but his tail grips on a pillow and throws it at your face.

“Sleep. You need it, love”, he mumbles through one of the pillows. “If you’re really curious ask Hank in the morning”.

“But…. I don’t want to look stupid”, your voice drops with your innocent excuse. Kurt turns his body back towards you and grabs you towards his chest embracing you.

“Vell, if I go vith you vill you finally go to sleep”, he says hugging onto you. At first you nod then say yes.

“Good. Gute nacht.”, he whispers drifting off to sleep. You stare at his resting face one last time as you snuggle into his embrace trying to drift to sleep as well.

the-useless-reptile:

Imagine Kurt holding onto your wrist or your waist(Depends which he’s feeling up to. More likely, he’ll be holding onto your waist) in large crowds because he doesn’t want to lose you in the sea of people(think: the amount of people at say, a concert). It’s a security thing, and he’s never really done very well in a large group of people; it gets him really anxious and he can’t think straight with that many people breathing down his neck.

Now, imagine Kurt giving you a look, one that says, ‘Can we do it now?’ and before he can even ask properly, you merely nod and tell him, “Go ahead”. And with a ‘BAMF’, Kurt has teleported both of you from the sea of people to your desired destination.

He takes a deep breath in, gives you a shy smile and whispers a small ‘thank you’ before kissing your cheek. You grin up at him and press a warm kiss against his plump lips to help him relax a bit.

Shakily, his tail loosens around your waist and Kurt tilts his head back and mumbles, “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

fiddlesticksimagines:

Kurt’s wedding would include

I looked into German wedding traditions for this list, and some of them are so beautiful, but if anything is off please drop me a message and I’ll change them

Master list

I looked into German wedding traditions for this list, and some of them are so beautiful, but if anything is off please drop me a message and I’ll change them

Master list

He wouldn’t want to spend the night away from you

“the bed will be cold without you zuckermaus’

He would write you a note, saying how excited he is to marry you, leaving it on your pillow along with your favourite flower

Kurt’s wedding would be very colourful to say the least

This adorable blueberry has been saving pennies for his future wife/husbands wedding shoes since he was five

All of his circus family would be there

As well as most of the students and staff from Xavier’s

A few of Kurt’s closest friends from the circus would kidnap you (he warned you that this would probably happen)

Which sends the other x men into a massive panic, until Kurt explains

He finds you in the pub not too far from Xavier’s, where he joins you all for some drinks

He couldn’t catch his breath when he first saw you

Rice would be thrown a little too vigorously by Gambit

Instead of the traditional car procession, you give Kurt a flower crown

Kurt flushes but gives you a suave smile as he leads you to your room, leaving the wolf whistles behind

Logan would be thrilled when he found out about the first night tradition (any excuse to continue the prank war)

He’d take the bed to bits hiding all of the fiddley screws in ridiculous places

Kurt makes a mental note to get him back for it tomorrow

He’d be busy planning his revenge until you distracted him with jaw kisses and playing with his tail

You don’t get to put the bed back together

Have a great day and be safe

emmcfrxst:

I think his initial reaction would be much like Wade Wilson’s – he wouldn’t believe that this child was his.

Because they’re beautiful. Because they’re angelic – unlike his devilish appearance.

But then, the child would open their eyes only to reveal golden irises, and he’d know that they were his.

And in this moment, Kurt Wagner would cry.

Because for once in his life, he’s managed to create something astoundingly beautiful. Something that even God couldn’t have made better. His child.

the-useless-reptile:

• Imagine Kurt reading the bible to his baby in German, while holding their bottle with his tail.

• Imagine him singing songs to his baby in German that he sung to himself in the circus when he couldn’t fall asleep.

• Imagine Kurt trying to dress his baby, and clashing their clothing, much like he does with himself. He likes to take pictures of them.

• Imagine Kurt with a baby strapped on his chest and walking around. 

• Imagine Kurt letting his baby nibble at his tail idly.

• Imagine Kurt looking at his baby with the utmost adoration in his eyes.

• Imagine Kurt freezing when his baby touches his face, tracing the marks there. They give him a wide smile and giggle, causing Kurt to smile back at them.

• Imagine Kurt making silly noises while feeding his baby. “omnomnomnom”

• Imagine Kurt being confused as to how to make a bottle, so he watches you intently when you make them.
• It still confuses him, even after watching you and having you explain.

• Imagine Kurt teleporting into the babies room when he hears them crying.

• Imagine Kurt’s baby having his ears, and his ability to teleport. —Imagine Kurt explaining to his kid(s) about their mutations when they’re old enough.
• Lots and lots of chaos because of the teleporting ability. 
• “WHA-WHERE DID THE BABY GO?!”
• “I LOST THE BABY (NAME) IS GOING TO KILL ME”

bluespoonwagner:

You nervously glanced around your almost empty room. Your bags were packed in the corner of the room opposite to where your empty bed sat. All your life you’d been wanting nothing more than acceptance from others. It had always been hard due to your large feathery wings that sprouted from your back. Every mutant talked about Charles Xavier’s school for the gifted, but very few had the dream come true of attending the institution. You were ready to have a new start. You wanted to spread your wings, no pun intended. 

 "Are you ready, dear?“ Your mother asked once you came down the stairs with your last few bags. You took a deep breath. 

 "Yeah, I think so.” You smiled. 

 —- 

 The campus was glorious. The building was enormous. You weren’t the only mutant, for once. After settling into your room, you decided to explore the campus and try to meet new people. You had been wandering around for a long time, only stopping occasionally for a pretty plant or some room of the house that had interesting architecture. In one of the many living rooms of the house, you had stopped to look around. The room was empty, and for the first time since you had gotten to the school, you felt at home. Slowly, you spread your wings to a comfortable length. 

 "An angel?“ You heard a voice come from behind you. You turned, slightly embarrassed. Observing the owner of the voice, you were pleasantly surprised. It was a blue boy. He had pointed ears and a long tail. His eyes were bright and exited for the world, and almost at once you found him observing your wings. 

“Schön (beautiful),” you heard the boy say in a language you weren’t accustomed to. You weren’t used to anybody looking at your wings unless it was them judging you or calling you a freak, almost instantly you took his words the wrong way. 

 "Excuse me?“ You asked in a demanding tone as you tucked your wings back in instinctively. 

 "Beautiful,” he repeated the word in translation, this shocking you. A blush dusted across your cheeks. The boy smiled at you. “I’m Kurt. Kurt Vanger.” He held out a hand for you to shake. 

 Giggling, you took his unique hand into your own. “Y/N,” you introduced yourself to him.

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fearlessmercenaryimagines:

• Kurt telling you stories about his past. 
• Reassuring Kurt that you would let no-one hurt him ever again. 
• You loving Kurt’s accent 
• Soft Kisses
• Kurt wrapping his tail around you, especially when he was getting jealous
• You being the only one who can touch Kurt’s tail 
• You respecting Kurt’s Religious views 
• Teaching Kurt about all things American. 
• Taking him to an American style diner. *He absolutely loves it*
•  Kurt giving you forehead kisses
• Kurt stumbling over his words a lot
• Kurt using your lack of German to say things he’s too shy to say.
• You trying to learn German for Kurt so you could share special moments without the others being aware
• Locating bookstores around the institute that you make intentions to visit with Kurt.
• Random kisses
• Kurt being hesitant to hold your hand because of his three fingers so your always holding his hand because of your aware of his insecurities.
• Kissing his hand whenever you two are sitting on the couch. 
• Stroking Kurt’s tail mindlessly. 
• Cuddling on the couch. 
• Kurt wrapping his tail around you while you sleep as a reminder that you’re still there.
• Kurt loves to cuddle in bed.
• Kurt being the Big Spoon 
• Every so often you being the big spoon. 
• Kurt talking about your future. 
• Kurt and you reading together on the couch. 
• Always making Kurt tea.
• Kurt always telling you just how much he loves you before every mission. 
• Kurt wrapping his arms around you whenever you’ve got your back to him. 
• Passionate embraces whenever you’re reunited after a mission
• Reassuring Kurt whenever he gets insecure.
• Kurt doing the same when you got insecure. 
• Kurt staring at you lovingly whenever you were apart. 
• You winking at Kurt when you catch him staring. 
• Kurt using his teleportation to scare you. 
• You chasing after him.
• Kurt using his tail to pull you closer towards him. 
• So much cuddling.
• Kurt taking dates and anniversary’s serious. 
• Kurt treating you like Royalty.
• Kurt believing he’s the luckiest mutant in the world. 
• You feeling like the luckiest person in the world. 

Please send in your requests, just state character and the situation. I’m up for trying new characters so please don’t hesitate to ask. I am waiting to hear from you.