Word Count: 1.3K+ Pairing: Kurt Wagner x Reader (No gender specified) Summary: Kurt is terrified of how much he likes you, so he begins praying to God to make his feelings for you disappear. When that doesn’t work, he’s sure he has to punish himself for feeling the way he does. Based on this headcanon by @ichimatsu-boi and this request. Warnings: Mentions of self-harm.
The first time Kurt saw you, he hadn’t been able to understand why, all of a sudden, he’d felt like there were little birds flapping their wings wildly inside his stomach.
You had been a student at Xavier’s already when he got there– but he hadn’t gotten to meet you properly until two weeks after his arrival, when you had come looking for Jubilee to finish a project you two were doing together. You had introduced yourself to Ororo, Peter, Scott and then… to him. You had offered your hand with a bright smile, and when he touched it, he felt like a jolt of electricity had run from his fingers directly to his heart.
He didn’t know what that meant.
The next time he was face to face with you was when you had come to him and Jubilee with a plate filled with cookies you’d baked yourself, offering them some. When he’d tried them and told you they were delicious, your entire face had lit up– and the little birds had returned to his stomach, flapping their wings even harder than the first time. Something in him told him that he needed to see you shining that brightly again because of something he’d said– desperately.
He didn’t know what that meant.
You spent a lot of time outside given the fact that your mutation was directly connected with nature, and every time he saw you sitting on the grass, making little flowers appear on the ground with just the sheer power of your will, his hands started sweating and his heartbeat increased dramatically.
He didn’t know what that meant.
It wasn’t until he caught Scott and Jean kissing one time and something deep inside him told him he wished he could do that with you that he finally knew what everything you made him feel meant.
Word Count: 644 Prompt: A First Kiss Bruce Banner x Reader
“Morning, [Y/N].” Tony Stark greeted you as you shrugged on a white lab coat and stepped into the Avengers lab.
“Tony.” You nodded politely at him. He’d become a good friend to you over the past eight months since you’d started dating his lab partner, Bruce Banner. You couldn’t believe it had already been eight months since you and the brilliant Dr. Banner had become an item, and yet, at least according to your calendar, it was.
“Uh-Oh.” Tony shook his head as you walked past him. “Someone’s in trouble. Banner, look alive.” Bruce, who missed the last twenty seconds of conversation and you entrance into the lab, looked up when Tony threw a sponge at him.
“Ah! Tony, I’m trying to work over here!” He groaned, picking up the sponge so that it didn’t interfere with what he was doing. [Y/n], when did you get here?”
“I’ve been standing here for almost a full minute.” You chuckled, crossing the rest of the way to his workstation. “Must be working on something good.” You sat down on the stool next to him.
“Oh you know, just trying to reverse engineer the super soldier serum from a molecular level.” He shrugged.
“I love when you talk nerdy to me.” You smile, leaning your head against his shoulder.
“I know 68,000 digits of Pi!” Tony yelled from the other side of the lab.
“No one’s talking to you, Stark!” You called back.
“I’m sorry, [y/n], but you just look so fine in that lab coat!” He smirked.
“Please ignore him.” Bruce whispered. “He’s bored and he’s just trying to get a rise out of me.”
“I’m working over here!” Tony argued. He started playing with random objects around his workstation, trying to create the illusion of actually working. “Don’t mind me! I’ll be over here doing my thing. You two feel free to make out or whatever. I’ll just put in my headphones.”
“Well, we’d have to have kissed first.” You mumbled thinking Tony had already plugged his ears with Black Sabbath. It wasn’t that you were mad at Bruce or anything, but come on, eight months? That was long time to go with just holding hands.
“Hang on, did you just say that you haven’t kissed yet? So that means you haven’t…” Neither of you needed to answer. He could tell by the way you were studying your shoes and Bruce was staring up at the ceiling. “Banner my man it’s been eight months. what have you been doing?”
“We’ve been busy…”
“Doing what? Knitting?” Tony raised an eyebrow at the two of you.
“I’ll let you get back work. See you tonight for dinner?” You asked Bruce before jumping off your stool.
“I’ll pick you up at six, Honey.” He nodded. You turned to exit the lab, but had a last minute change of heart. You’d both gone on this way for months, and if Bruce wasn’t going to make the first move that meant you had to. So you leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the lips, knocking his glasses askew on your way back up.
“Sorry.” You whispered. But, he must have been waiting for this moment for a long time. His hand was suddenly behind your head, pulling you close and pressing his lips against yours once again.
After several seconds of a very light making out, you both heard Tony clear his throat loudly. You had completely forgotten he was there. This caused you to jump, lose your footing and fall on the floor. Bruce offered to help you up, but you climbed to your feet on your own. You looked away from each other awkwardly.
“I love you!” he mouthed when you dared change a glance in his direction.
“Same.” You smiled. “See you at six. Don’t be late!” You ordered before racing out of the room.
“Mmmhmm.” He mumbled before shyly returning to his work, praying that Tony didn’t say another word.
Ayyy, since it’s the end of the year, I thought I would commemorate with another post thanking (almost) all of my followers, especially the ones who have really inspired/supported me through the couple of months of my blog’s existence! (It’s also an excuse to 420+ followers and add some memeing to my blog ngl). Forgive me if I’ve forgotten a couple of urls/names, I promise I love all of you! There really are a lot of people on this list, so sorry if you have to scroll down lots! I tried to compress all my thoughts into a couple of sentences… Anyway, all the sentimentality is under the cut! ♡
Hailey Baldwin and Justin Bieber get a little TOO touchy at the beach? Where was y/n at???
“Hailey and Justin caught at the beach together with Justin’s family but, it seems like they were acting like they are more than friends. Where was y/n when all this was happening? Poor her if she doesn’t know by now…Justin is just a dirty lying little cheater.”
A tear slides down my cheek, he fucking lied to me and I believed him when he said it was only for the family. I pick up my phone debating on whether I should call and curse him out or just wait until he got back home on Friday.
“Momma, I can’t sleep.” The tiny familiar little voice said from behind me.
I turn to see Angel, our three year old daughter, rubbing her eyes with her teddy bear in her hands.
“Awe come here baby,” I pick her up and she stares at me closely.
“Are you crying, momma?” She asks, her cold yet soft hands touch my cheeks.
“Yes, but momma is going to be alright. How about we put you back to bed and I’ll tell you a bedtime story. How does that sound?” I give her a small smile in order to show that there was nothing to worry about.
She nods happily and I walk back upstairs to her room.
Later on that night, my phone rings while I am in my and Justin’s shared bedroom. Picking it up I see Justin’s name with a winking face and a heart.
“What do you want?” I asks harshly.
“Damn babe, what did I ever do to you?” He teases, lightly laughing after.
I couldn’t even stand him at the moment. “Justin I know you took her with you, so don’t even try to act dumb.”
“Took who baby gi-”
“Don’t call me that!” I shout into the phone, soon regretting that because I was hoping I did not wake Angel up. “I know you took Hailey with you…” I finally say.
“Y/n, I didn-”
“Do not try and lie to me, Justin. Are you embarrassed of your family?” I ask a little calmly now.
“No, no! I am definitely not embarrassed of you guys, I love you with all my heart.” He explained.
“Clearly you don’t show it enough. I think Hailey means more than us because you always choose her over us. You specifically told me that it was a “family” vacation but, then I go on the internet to find that she came along with you. You’re such an asshole.” I spat into the phone.
“She’s my best friend y/n and she asked to come along, I couldn’t just say no!” He spat back.
“Oooooh so what would you have done if Angel wanted to come along?” I question.
“Y/n, don’t do this..”
“See, you don’t even have anything to say because you know I am right about you choosing Hailey over us all the time. You know what call me when you stop being a selfish lying ass bastard.” I say.
“Oh and next you go on a so called only family vacation make sure you choose wisely on who gets to go with you. Bye Justin.” I hang up and slam my phone down the bed.
I bring my knees up to my chest and let out all of the tears I held in while talking Justin.
Few hours later I have packed suit cases with my and Angel’s clothing and some of her toys in them. I had called Kendall an hour ago and she said we were welcome to stay with her for as long as we wanted.
After locking the front door, I hop inside the car and find Angel still sound asleep. Glancing at the house while I am backing out of the driveway, I pray that Justin and I somehow work this out or something because I didn’t want Angel to see her parents fight. But it’s his choice to decide on whether if he wants this to work between us..
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