(Because I saw some Sirius Black cosplay gifs, and died, and it led to this. )
Warren decked out in all his leather clad glory wearing a black matching choker with a little metal heart in the middle, his favorite style since it just looks so good on him.
Kurt wearing a baby blue, lace trimmed choker with a small white bow in front with a little dangly bell Pastels are just made for Kurt, they show up beautifully against his skin and lace makes him look so innocent (and he really is, such a sweetie)
Peter would have a lot of different chokers, some with little charms, a few with bows, and some customized like his favorite silver strap with a little green Alien head charm (he would of course have the pizza too…)
(younger) Alex would jokingly buy a thin leather choker with small spikes on it for you, only for you to get him to test it out. It went well. Later on he can always be found in his leather cord puka shell choker.
Sean’s chokers are mostly what you’ve bought him, so they’re mostly little shamrock charmed things, especially since you like to call him your ‘lucky charm’
Warren always brought pleasure to those he had sex with, and don’t get him wrong, he felt pride in that. But he never felt the same. He didn’t swim in bliss like them, he didn’t even care for it, it felt wrong to him. But if someone else was happy, then maybe he was actually doing something right. And after whoever he spent the night with had their fill of him, they left or made him leave. After all, that’s all a mutant freak like him is good for, from what he was made to believe.
But once he found himself at the mansion, it was different. Sure, he still got flirted with, he still got the same lust filled looks, but he decided he wasn’t going to be used like that here, not anymore.
So he shied away from them and like a moody lost dog, he followed The Group around.
They were accepting and welcoming of him, even after the apocalypse ordeal and that’s when he met you, his angel.
Warren followed Kurt around, hands tucked within his leather jacket’s pockets as he allowed Kurt to happily drag him along, the friendly blue elf excitedly talking about his friends and how happy he will be here at the mansion, Warren though didn’t smile, even though he felt much more welcome here. Instead, giving a fake huff and acting as though all of it annoyed him. (which was easy to see through, due to Warren’s curious gaze looking at everything they passed) and finally after Kurt’s tour of the mansion his eyes lit up as he pulled Warren through the grass to where his group of friends sat underneath the willow trees, talking and joking with each other.
When they reached the group of teens Kurt happily introduced Warren to each of them while he awkwardly stood behind Kurt, shuffling uncomfortably as he told Warren each persons name. He recognized most of them, Jean smiled at him, Jubilee waved happily and grinned at him, introducing herself and pulling Kurt down to sit beside her, Scott glanced at him and nodded before starring at Jean again, Peter was too busy eating twinkies and complaining about his broken leg nonstop to pay Warren much attention,
Then Warren saw someone he didn’t recognize, you definitely weren’t at the battle.
He would’ve remembered you(no he is not a creepy elephant memoried stalker birb). You smiled at him, a kind smile, something he wasn’t used to(besides Kurt’s happy sincere smile about everything which was honestly starting to get on his nerves)
You moved your bag and patted the grass next to you for him to sit. His wings ruffled unconsciously as he went to stiffly sit crossed legged next to you, still not sure what to say or if he should even speak to anyone. (afterall, who knew what grudges they could all be harboring after the Apocalypse ordeal) After a few moments of listening to the chatting between your friends you noticed Warren’s complete silence and took your attention away from your book.
You leaned over to him and quietly, as to not disturb your friends conversation, said Hi to him, offering your hand to shake and giving him a kind smile. Warren was surprised that you willingly decided to talk to him, he could feel his face heat up and swallowed thickly due to the attention you were giving him. It felt nice, if he was being honest. But gave only short answers to each of your questions, and you didn’t pry. It was nice, he thought, having people to talk with, instead of just be used by or told to fight, then left and be forgotten till he could be of use to them again.
Out of all the mutants at the school, and everyone in The Group, you made the most effort to include him in things, you always invited him places.
And if he tried to stay a grouchy bird in his room? No. You weren’t having it. You’d pester him and give puppy eyes until he gave in, or try literally pushing him out of his room (futile efforts because he’s huge and built like an angelic god, but he thought you looked adorable) He knew he couldn’t deny your requests anyway. You were just too nice to him, he couldn’t refuse you anything. You were the first person to truly enjoy his presence. Even if he didn’t say much, you still liked talking to him and walking with him through the halls.
Whenever he got hurt you’d be right there next to him in no time, patching him up or dragging him straight to the infirmary and scolding him, telling him to be more careful. Warren was in awe at the sight, you actually looked truly worried about him as you cleaned the small wounds.
No one had ever done that for him before.
Warren knew he loved you, he fell for you in no time and was happy his heart was in your hands. But Warren still didn’t want to try and start a relationship with you though, what if you didn’t like him and it was all an act? Or what if he did, and you left him once you knew the real him, or somehow it was all an act for sex? Warren couldn’t take it.
No matter how ridiculous the possibilities sounded, he couldn’t get rid of such thoughts.
So he didn’t do anything even though it killed him, with every sweet smile and kind act from you, he fell harder. Soon his feelings became obvious though, he would always blush and stutter around you or become a complete loss for words. Jean and Jubilee would giggle at how cute it was, but Peter and Scott, they wouldn’t let it go no matter how much he scowled at them or puffed his wings and threatened them.
You on the other hand, were getting annoyed with Warren’s obliviousness. So one afternoon, sitting in the grass next to Warren under the swaying willow trees,(a regular activity of you two) your leg brushing against his. After you’d finished the small flower crown you carefully placed it on his head, smiling at his rosy cheeks as he muttered a quiet thanks.
You rolled your eyes and pecked Warren’s cheek changing his pink tinted cheeks to a full blown, bright rosy red blush as he stared at you.
You acted as if nothing happened and twisted flowers into his soft white feathers instead. After that incident you started giving him more quick kisses, whether on his cheek or forehead, and holding his hand in the halls(never did he live without a bright blush and a stunned little smile) and he couldn’t deny you affection. He loved you, and everything about being with you. Soon he just gave in.
One night laying in bed, you curled into his side with your head on his chest and his wings cocooning you both in softness and warmth he decided to tell you. You were always understanding to everyone else, maybe somehow if you wouldn’t hate him for it.
And he told you. About how he felt, about all of his past, and his feelings about having sex. He was crying within no time. As you just held him tightly in a hug, trying your best to comfort him and listened intently. He was hunched with his arms around you, his face buried in your neck soaking your shirt with tears. He waited for you so say something, anything, some kind of response. He couldn’t help it, he was terrified of you leaving him, of hating him and saying he was a monster But you only smiled and told him you loved him.
Warren stared at you in disbelief, you couldn’t be serious right? There was something wrong with him. More wrong than being a mutant, he was broken or sick SOMETHING and he waiting for you to tell him, but you never did, ever. You kissed him gently and wiped away his tears.
You cuddled his close to you, and kissed so soft and lovingly and made him feel completely loved. Never making him feel like a monster, you never pressured him into anything. You accepted him for who he was no matter what. You always loved him, and always will.
(I didn’t know how to end it I’m sorry for all of this and please, any feedback would be highly appreciated 🙂 I have no clue what I’m doing.)
Hey guys! I edited and rewrote this a bit, since it was a mess. I hope it’s better now
Sean taking you to meet his old bestie and partner in crime Alex, hoping against all sensible outcomes that Alex wouldn’t embarrass him. As soon as Sean introduces you to Alex you smile widely, shaking his hand and say “So you’re the reason my boyfriend has a shamrock tattoo on his ass!” immediately getting a spot in Alex’s good book, while Sean groans loudly and hides his red face in the crook of your neck wondering if he was drunk when he thought this would be a good idea.
Going out on the town with pre-serum Stevie and having reservations in town you head out to find your honey to walk together when you hear a fight going on in an alleyway the familiar voice of your angry little ball of fight me reaches your ears and you walk down the alley rolling your eyes as you tap on the larger males shoulder making him angrily spin around you sock him in the jaw before tossing Steve over your shoulder and start carrying him back on your way to your date destination. “Stevie we gotta be on time” you scold while he continues yelling profanities at the unconscious man you left in the alley.
Warren birb: forcing Warren to watch all the Harry Potter movies with you (he surely wouldn’t admit to reading the books but he does at night in secret when he thinks you’re fast asleep) And one day skipping up to him happily with your hands behind your back and gesturing for him to lean down and wrapping a bright Hufflepuff scarf around his neck and he’s looking at you like your crazy “Hufflepuff? ME?” he points to his leather clad self “You’re just a big soft loveable bird and you know it” and squishing his cheeks together.
Kitty Kurt Wagner: lending Kurt your Harry Potter books to read and him just adoring them and as soon as it starts to be cold weather you surprise him by wrapping a long Hufflepuff scarf around his neck and kissing his nose with snow falling around you
Peter Maximoffer: Peter seeing both Kurt and Warren with their new scarves and wondering where his is? he knows you love Harry Potter and he even got a pair of prescription glasses just like Harry’s. He doesn’t have to wait long when you come up behind him tying a Gryffindor scarf around his neck and he’s confused he didn’t get Hufflepuff too? he’s almost Kurt level kind? “For my brave and bold mutant boyfriend” and kiss his lips
{ A thing brought to you by my cat who never learned she is no longer a baby: }
Peter finding some abandoned kittens too young to be away from mom, he can’t leave those babies and takes them home to find they still need milk. Think of Peter holding each squirming little squeaker and giving them tiny bottles of milk at all hours, being so overly worried when one of them falls over, carrying them everywhere in a blanket/babyholding thing and being so protecting over the fuzzy little jellybeans.
And they are Peters babies, not just anyone can touch his little preciouses. There are very few people he trusts enough to watch them at all. (like when he goes to the bathroom for 0.03 seconds they still need to be watched) Kurt is one of them though, because Kurt absolutely loves them and Peter figures he might be ok since he’s part cat. Whenever he is away from them at all he gets so nervous and anxious with a million bad scenarios happening to his babies he speeds back to check in seconds.
But Peter is the cutest little mama, he reads to the kittens, brushes them, pampers those little fluffers and its just so sweet you can’t help but aww and coo when you see him go past, and Peter’s had the biggest crush on you since he saw you but those kittens take all his attention, he hasn’t noticed you smitten stares until he looks up from feeding one kitten to see another wandering across the rug almost 3 feet away, he is so proud for getting that far BUT STAY WITH THE GROUP
And he sees a hand come down and gently tickle under the kittens chin making it mew and then someone crouch down, he’s ready to go full on Mom Mood on the one by his tiny child until he looks up a little, his face flushes red, his tongue is now tied so he can’t speak and he drops the milk bottle (earning protests from the hungry kit) when he sees its you petting the small kitten who is now trying to paw your fingers in battle then two more of the kittens see the new person and start wobbling your way (Peter almost feels offended when he notices)
You look up at him smiling “Hi Peter” well Peter, he can’t talk but stutters out a hi, only choking on his words twice. You ask if you could give it a try while gesturing to the other milk bottles next to his feet, he speedily nods and hands you one of the bottles and carefully sets an unfed baby in your palm.
After that Peter somehow always finds himself and his kittens around you, and when he has to do something you’re the one who gets to look after the kittens. He even worries slightly less! now the kittens have 2 moms, and a kitty Kurt to raise them (you convince Peter its alright to let some of his friends pet the babies, they do need interaction with others. he is wary but doesn’t think its so bad with the little runt of the litter is trying to chew on Warren’s wing.) (and tough guy Warren who ‘doesn’t like cats’ definitely had tears of joy in his eyes when one of the kittens climbed on his knee)
After feeding the kittens one time though, probably helping peter at 3am feeding, once the kittens are all finally fed all of them full bellied and tired are curled on you and Peter, only for you to look down and see Peter is also snuggled into your side snoring quietly while latched onto your arm, you smile and kiss his forehead lightly, careful not to wake him before dozing off yourself.
Peter starts to get a little worried when the kittens are growing up though, you only hung around him to help out with the babies right? why else would you… while the kittens, at a teen like size now are playing with a pile of toys he ‘borrowed’ he gets lost in thought, he doesn’t want you to leave. Maybe he can find more kittens somewhere? he doesn’t realize you sat down on the floor next to him until you laced your fingers with his watching your fuzzy children play you notice Peter isn’t at his normal happiness and get concerned asking him what’s wrong. He’s sad and doesn’t put up much resistance before telling you “now that they’re big you’re going to stop coming by us, right?” you look at him confused, how could you ever do that? f
Figuring now is as good a chance as any and bundling your nerves you lean forward till your nose touches his, one hand touching his hair lightly and watching his eyes to make sure he isn’t bothered (very shocked right now but certainly not bothered by your closeness) “Y’know….I kind of helped raise them too, even though you’re their mommy of course. But I’m kind of a parent too, right?” Peter nods slowly “Well Peter, we certainly can’t break up a family now can we?” he shakes his head just the slightest without breaking eye contact, intently awaiting your every move.
Peter’s breath hitches when you tilt your head and slowly press your lips to his, when he hesitantly kisses back you smile. pulling back you wrap your arm around him “So Peter, you’re their mommy of course it’s your call.” you smile down at the kitty chewing on Peter’s shoelace “are we a family?” Peter swears he’s never smiled so much “Y-yeah! of course, I mean they can’t just lose their other parent right? they would be devastated and chew all ufo my socks again” he says, shooting the little brown cat a playful glare. You pull Peter closer against you and kiss the top of his head, sighing contently with Peter’s head rested on your shoulder, both of you watching your fluffy kids.
Who knew some kittens would get Peter the love of his life and you the same?
Going to work out with Nat (or just chat with Nat while she annihilates things) at coincidentally the same time Steve is there. When he sees you enter he becomes instantly captivated by your work out gear, making his fist goes straight through his punching bag, the noise of sand pouring out grabbing your and Nat’s attention while Steve goes bright red realizing that he did and looking like a deer in the head lights before saying he will go clean that up and mumbling how he should ask Tony to make better ones as he quickly shuffles out of the room being sure not to slip any more glances at you or Natasha
whenever drunk, before dating his s/o, and sometimes after they’re together, Warren puffs out his chest, stretches and puffs his wings to full glory, and just so happens to be flexing his arms, for no reason of course, when you enter the room. (and yes, there was one instance when he took Scott’s glass of water and poured it on himself for extra affect while flexing)
1st Occurrence: Scott making the mistake of standing a few feet from Warren, when his future s/o walks by. Upon entering the room, Warren’s attention goes straight to you, his wings puffing out and stretching to their full glory, and promptly smacking into Scotts face knocking him backwards while he scrambles for his glasses shouting at the smitten bird in the process
2nd Occurrence: standing next to Jean in the hallway, acting ‘cool’ while she chatted with Ororo and Jubilee, safe and far away from wing fluffing mutants who want to ‘woo’ their crushes. When on the other side of the mansion when a loud bang sounded (new mutant whose powers aren’t in full control yet) throughout the surrounding area and startling Kurt who was taking a short nap. Freaked out he BAMFs away from the sound, right next to Scott, his tail whacking a vase and him pushing Scott to land directly under the falling, and expensive heirloom vase which was previously sitting on the pedestal he was leaning on the wall next to.
3rd Occurrence: Scott was sitting in the gardens, ALONE while admiring Jean from afar, only to be slammed into by a silver blur that is Peter Maximoff who was speeding by when he saw his s/o sitting on the other side of the gardens. Entranced by you, Peter didn’t think to stop running and hit Scott full force making them both crash to the ground, Scott’s glasses falling off and a laser beam shooting into the sky before he could close his eyes. Sadly, a fried duck landed next to him minutes later.
think of your and Peter’s child deciding they want to do ballet so then Peter having to be great at helping his kids with whatever they love, also ends up doing ballet. Your child is practicing and doing good, so Peter tries to practice with them, ends up being clumsy and even his speed doesn’t save everything falling and your kid is just sitting on the side giggling at daddy, after that Peter joins another class, adult ballet lessons to be good enough to help your kids with theirs
also male ballerinas have super nice bodies? am I the only one who notices that? And you compliment Peter on it all the time and randomly mention he seems a lot more limber and flexible now, just an offhand comment that makes Peter’s face light up red causing him to trip crashing into a lamp
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