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)
Ahem,
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
{I’ve seen a few things about Sean being royalty, and I don’t really know anything about that but}
Imagine him taking you to Ireland with him for some ‘family business’ but he hadn’t told you anything about his family and he ends up taking you to this ‘small’ castle (giant stone mansion with torrents) you’re awestruck while Sean is trying to hide his face in embarrassment pulling you along towards the doors.
You’re shocked, he’s royalty.
And he’s so embarrassed by everything, from his castle of a home to his family who is eager to meet you and is trying (Key word trying, it’s not working) to make his family stop talking.
Later that night after he’s done talking with his father he’s worried that you’d left because he can’t find you anywhere at all, and none of his family or the servants he sees doesn’t know where you’re at and he’s getting scared but it turns out you got lost for like 3 hours wandering the castle and hugs you tightly mumbling in your hair and kissing your forehead (he’s also a tree)
He was scared you left because of how his family is and knowing what you’re actually getting into dating him even though he likes staying far away from all of this.
And then later you’re laying on top of his blankets on the four post partial canopied bed staring at the ceiling of his fancy ‘chambers’ while Sean’s off to the side getting dressed for bed.
Noticing your gaze locked to the ceiling he asks what’s wrong and all you say in an amazed tone “I thought I was dating a leprechaun, but it turns out I’m dating a ROYAL leprechaun” and you just can’t believe it, he’s a dork who wears green sunglasses with smiley faces and trips every 3 steps but your sitting in a freaking castle and to him its just annoying and no big deal.
Once Sean’s all ready for bed he hops under the fancy covers and lays next to you and kissing your shoulder you pull him so his head is rested on your chest comfortably and start playing with his hair
“You know, it kind of makes sense now” he looks up at you confused “What makes sense?” “that little shamrock tattoo on your butt” you grin, squeezing said spot with your free hand and he just groans burying his face in your chest “Y/n I was drunk one night and Alex should have stopped me, can we please not talk about that? ever?” he whiningly mumbles against you
Then the next morning when he wakes up without you in bed by him he gets up to search for you, still in his pajamas and messy hair he finds you sat next to his mother who has out a box filled with photos, he looks over your shoulder to see why your giggling and sees a picture of little 7yr Sean in a white button down shirt, a kilt and (trying with all his little might) to hold bagpipes. (mind the old goat who fell in love with him standing in the corner of the photo)
Then later Sean is trying to get some peace away from his family (and stop them from embarrassing him further because he’s still dying inside from the pictures) so he takes you down to an old pub he used to like, and, of course, about half the people recognize him and the bartender says something like “It’s nice to see you back, Sir Cassidy. What can I get for ye?”
the ‘sir Cassidy’ makes you hold back and laugh and Sean just wants to be done with it all and leave.
He misses peace and really misses having your attention all to himself, and he misses his goldfish.
2 things,
1-) Sean is a full body blusher, and not just lightly, he’s a walking cherry from the chest up,
2-)Sean loves laying on his stomach shirtless (even though he was really self conscious at first) while you’re partially on top of him, tracing little shapes on his skin by connecting freckles, or just making random patterns while talking
The more Warren has to drink, the birdier his tendencies become, and the more determine he is too ‘woo’ you. His worst hangover was after a night when he spent a good part of the evening trying to impress you with what you are almost completely sure was a mating dace.
{Some NSFW Kurt because I am a happily nasty person. Ahem,}
I think I’ve mentioned this somewhere else before but I’ve always thought rubbing/touching the tip of Kurt’s tail would make him all affectionate (as if he isn’t always) and purry but the base would make him nut and almost overstimulate
Sitting next to Kurt while he’s curled up on a couch reading very common for you two, sometimes he’ll read to you happily, in English or German but this time you were just growing bored.
his tail had just sent down his tea cup, you gently grab it, not really alerting him yet since it’s not something unusual for you to do. Without much force you guide his tail towards you, Kurt still not taking his attention from his book.
You start placing light kisses along the spade like tip, Kurt stiffens as soon as you start.
You can tell he’s getting flustered already by how he raises his book higher and closer to his face, still not relaxing but you can definitely hear faint purrs like he’s trying to hide them.
You smirk, placing one last kiss on it before nibbling on the edge lightly, very curious to what will happen.
Kurt squeaks, dropping his book and looking at you wide eyed, you can now see just how lavender his face is before a puff of blue smoke and your suddenly back in his dorm on the bed with a very flustered Kurt now shyly looking to the side
“Oh? Kurt I thought you wanted to read?” his tail starts swaying, tugging slightly as you still have your hand around near the tip. Kurt swallows, looking back and you, panting slightly and looking back and forth from you to his tail.
You smile coyly “did you like that?” Kurt nods rapidly, his breath hitching went your lips meet his tail once more, feeling your teeth glide against the increasingly sensitive tip.
and, Bonus: Kurt would love it if you grabbed his ass and started kneading it, and if he was on your lap when you started it? he’d almost collapse on top of you, purring into your neck, his tail swishing back and forth (if you keep it up his eyes will roll back and he will start unconsciously grinding against your leg
Kurt likes sitting in trees, its somewhere calm and peaceful for him to just relax and watch everyone below, sometimes watching little birds in their nests. His favorite tree has always been the one you study under, (its how he first met you, that’s another story though) many a time when you’re going to sit under the tree Kurt will Bamf there when he sees you going towards it and will hang upside down by his tail to give you a kiss before joining you while you study
Peter Maximoff getting drunk, and after a lot of stumbling and opening strange doors, he finally ends up finding his way back to your room while you’re gone and sitting down memorized by watching your fish tank.
When you walk in and find him staring at your fish, face pressed up against the glass still as a statue you asks what he’s doing, not hearing you come in he gets spooked and falls backwards at your voice then realizes its you. He looks up at you, still lying on the floor and gives a dopey grin before leaning in and loudly whisper telling you he can read the fishes lips and until you finally get him to sleep he’s telling you he gained a fish language mutation and that he will solve the worlds problems through fish
Warren: his face heats up like fire, he’s a cheeks, the tips of his ears and chest blusher who just stands there frozen to the spot, his wings fluttering behind him while he turns his head away from you (as if that could his red face)
Kurt: his cheeks and the tip of tail blush light lavender, very bashful and trying to hide his face, a small shy smile as he looks up at you
Peter M.: bright cherry red cheeks, he can’t stop smiling and giggling at you
Peter P.: bright red cheeks and the tips of his ears, he starts stuttering out nonsense while waving hands frantically in wild gestures
Sean: he’s a full body blusher, that can’t speak. Words just don’t form while he attempts to figure out a flirty comeback
The best way to handle all of these though, is to gently grab his face and press a sweet kiss to his lips
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