[jikanyahana]

        You don’t know even now               I’m the only one foolishly                 Thinking of you more every day                     I will keep on waiting for your love

        I just wanna know you I won’t hesitate               I can’t believe how I am these days                 I don’t care about other girls                     I just wanna love you                         You’ve been on my mind

                                   This is all your fault

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[munichsbluedevil]

[munichsbluedevil]

so someone who likes reading your writing can't read it anymore, because discord/skype for mutuals only, and you won't be here...? :(

[ Ahhhh …. I suppose you can add me on discord if you wanna talk to me and wanna see me rp? I really don’t mind talking to people. I’m just very …. ahhhh …. I get a little anti-social sometimes, haha. So I probably won’t talk back CONSTANTLY

But you can add me I suppose : o ]

[munichsbluedevil]

[ Okay, so. I haven’t been here in like .... a week? And I have my reasons for this. Ones that I won’t really go into so I don’t bother anyone. You CAN add me on discord or skype tho. Mutuals only please~ I’ll be WAY more active on those than I will be here. Just let me know who you are on them. ]

[annakrotar]

A commission I did for my dear friend over at @munichsbluedevil of their muses!

[munichsbluedevil]

i-am-the-bamf

Kurt simply made a humming noise in response, rather than asking how often that was. It seemed like his double kind of liked the games, or more rather the candies. Those still made Kurt’s tail curl a little, but he supposed that if Logan was using all of the games like the one he saw earlier. 

Kurt leaned forward some as he watched what this next game would involve, only to see that he was…just opening a bottle? Wait, no, not just doing that. He was supposed to open it with his hands? Was that really so difficult for him? Kurt still couldn’t help but wonder if that was because of these games or not. They seemed to be helping but what if they were hurting the others progress? How else could you explain how he hadn’t come further than this? 

Again, he didn’t mention these things, but watched rather uncomfortably as his double tried to open up the bottle with his hands. It seemed so difficult for him, it was really hard to watch. Kurt kept thinking about what if he had ended up like that, so alone and so…animal like. Looking at his double sometimes felt like looking into the mirror at his worst nightmare. 

Eventually he couldn’t look anymore and glanced over at Logan again. 

“How are the others?” 

Feral seemed to have so much trouble opening the bottle. He was so focused on the bottle, that he didn’t really hear the conversation that      the other him and Logan were having.

Logan spoke as if he was speaking to an old friend, just as he often spoke to Feral. He spoke about the others, things that had been going on lately. Both Logan and the other Kurt had a conversation that Feral      wasn’t really listening to.

When Feral finally got the bottle open, he took a big swig of it, gulping down half of it before finally putting it down and taking a deep breath. Once Logan noticed that Feral was finished, he got up and gave him      a piece of candy, which the scruffier Kurt ate happily.

                     “Alright, Pup. We gotta get going.”

          “Going? Going where? Can Kurt come?”

Logan looked over at the other Kurt then back at Feral. 

                    “Yeah. I don’t give a shit. He wants to see you so--”

Before Logan could even finish his sentence, Feral had jumped up and dashed over to the door. He bounced there excitedly, waiting for the two of them to come. Logan just chuckled and shook his head, walking over.

[munichsbluedevil]

i-am-the-bamf

Once everyone was out and caught up on the situation the alarm was turned off, followed by shuffling feet rushing down halls to look for the scraggly Kurt look alike. Where could the person even have gone in such a short time? They couldn’t have gone far! Unless they were a teleporter as well? 

Kurt was teleporting all over the place to look for his double, from the living room to the kitchen to the rec room and even to the roof to get a good view of the lawn. Getting nothing he went back inside, knowing that Logan would probably be heading outside soon to put his tracking skills to good use. If the person had left the premises they would find them. But what if they didn’t leave? 

With that in mind Kurt went back down to the person’s cell where he found Colossus holding a desk above his head. Before he could ask what he was doing he heard it. That one, obviously frightened word. They were scared, weren’t they? 

“Bitte was?” he asked gently as he stepped into view, hands held up to show he meant no harm. He glanced back at Colossus and gave him a quick nod. The larger man pursed his lips for a moment before slowly placing the desk on the ground next to him. He ended up standing there awkwardly as Kurt waited for an answer from his double.

When hearing the German, yellow eyes opened and he’d look up. 

There were many around, but they kept their distance. The only one that was close enough to him, was the blue one. Was he the one that spoke so that he could understand? Swallowing hard, he’d try to speak      again. Voice raspy, threatening to give out. 

                            “Please ..... home ... “

He hadn’t a clue if the blue one could understand him, if any of them could understand him. This wasn’t home. This place was scary and loud. Too many people. Too many voices. And all of them spoke in      words he couldn’t understand.

[repressedmagic]

Repressing one’s magic is terribly dangerous. The result is something wild. Destructive. Deadly. But to live for so long – with that inside you? You’d truly be a miracle. If you’d write with a Credence Barebone from Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them, feel free to like or reblog this little post to let me know !

[fangedfirecracker]

                   “Oh, monsters are scared,                                 that’s why they’re monsters.” 

[munichsbluedevil]

i-am-the-bamf:

((yes this is deeeeefinitely something a devout catholic who struggles for most of his life to accept his appearance would say no doubt all day every day)) 

[ SLAMS THIS DOWN SO HARD ]

[munichsbluedevil]

mistressofthewindingway

“Are you wanting to play, Kurti?” Margali asked, noticing him with the ball. She and Hank had been talking about physical therapy, getting him to walk on two legs again. According to Hank, it was going to take a combination of therapy and chiropractic care, for Kurt’s spine had likely realigned itself as if walking on all fours was normal. “We can go outside to play, if you like. It’s a pretty sunshiney day.”

                                     “Outside ... ?”

He was allowed to go outside now? Looking towards Mama, Kurt blinked. 

                              “I ... can go outside?”

He hadn’t been able to leave this lab in such a long time. Or it felt like a long time to him. The boy then looked towards the door and quickly rushed over to it. He couldn’t open it, but even if he could, he’d still wait      for his Mama. He wouldn’t dare go anywhere without her.

[munichsbluedevil]

focusedtotality

      belatedly, she let go of him as well and pointed briefly to the kettle so he knew just what was her intention.  of course she meant to join him but if they were going to sit and have breakfast then she most certainly was going to do so with a fresh cup of tea in front of her.  she had her manners and her priorities.  

       “ I am currently without obligations at the school, “ she admitted as she prepared the kettle and set it to boil before finding the cup and saucer she preferred to use.  they were all practiced movements as she stretched to retrieve the teas she strategically hid behind other more popular kinds in hopes of keeping them more to herself.  “ I had an altercation with one student and then led some of the younger ones into a battle when options were limited … they think me a risk to the children. “

      granted, she didn’t disagree with the sentiment nor did she try to argue against it.  if all she was was a member of the team and someone that could be relied upon to defend the school, she was content with that lot in life at the moment.  “ I’ve been well, all things considered.  what of yourself, how are you adjusting to being back with us? “

A light chuckle escaped him once more. 

That sounded like her. As kind as she was, she wasn’t all that good      around students. 

Taking a sip of his coffee, he’d get back up, leaving his mug there. As she readied her tea, he went about getting out some things to      make them breakfast. Bacon, eggs, bread for toast. 

                “I would say .... it is definitely an adjustment. Things                 are the same, but also not. Everyone ... treats me a                 bit differently, and it is quite frustrating. It is like they                 expect me to drop dead at any moment. Maybe I                 am just used to everything being fast-paced.”

Reaching into a cabinet, he’d pull out a pan to cook on as he spoke.

                “I completely understand the concern, but I am still                 me. Most everyone seems to be acting like I am                 delicate and could die again at any moment.”

[munichsbluedevil]

focusedtotality

        he could hug like no one else simply because of that tail.  it was wonderful to have him back, there were too many friends that were gone and did not come back.  or even when they did return, their paths simply didn’t seem to cross or there were too many differences now.  the idea that this was looking to be different was enough to make her heart soar.  

      “ i technically died but it was only briefly, i had your doppleganger looking out for my arse, ” which wasn’t far from the truth at all.  lord, that was going to be a long story if there ever was one but for now she settled for a lopsided grin as he hugged her in return.  

       “ you’re not allowed to go off and die on me again, alright?  i’m likely to follow you and drag you back myself next time. “

That brought quite a few questions to mind. But he chose to ignore them      at the moment.

                “I have no intention on dying again, I assure you.”

Another chuckle and he finally let her go. Kurt then moved to sit back down      at the table.

                “Sit with me. We can have some breakfast                 together ... unless you have a pressing                 engagement to get to. I would completely                                 understand.”

While, he would be disappointed if she couldn’t stay and spend some time      with him, he would understand. 

                “How have you been? Did I already ask                                 that? I cannot remember.”

He felt like he was repeating himself a bit. Ah well. She wouldn’t mind if he did.

[pidgeydraws]

Kurt in gigantic sweater (and only in gigantic sweater) for @munichsbluedevil

[munichsbluedevil]

and if it's shipping? what's wrong with that? :) (I mean your post with logan)

[ Well, I’m personally single-ship. I REALLY enjoy Logurt, but I put that on the post because um. 

I

literaly just drew a blank.

Suffice to say I love the ship, and I DO ship it, but my Kurt is single ship <3 ]

[munichsbluedevil]

[ Kurt struggling with his religion after first coming back

hhhhHHHHH ]

[munichsbluedevil]

focusedtotality

of course she heard that Kurt was back, but she hadn’t had the fortune to run into him just yet.  and of course she was excited to see him again - he was one of her three blue loves.  but there he was, alive and breathing and looking as perfect as the last time she saw him as he stared at his coffee mug with intensity.  

betsy immediately perked up and abandoned the idea of fixing her own cup of tea to start the day.  instead, she made a sharp veering turn to go straight to him with both arms wrapped around his shoulders with her face buried against the side of his neck.  she could keenly recall when he had hugged her in the same manner when she came back from the dead, it seemed the only fitting greeting in this situation.  “ it is you, “ she whispered against his neck before she tucked her face to hide it more as tears threatened to form.  

“ you’re back, you’re here.  you’re well and properly back to us. “

Fur bristled only for a moment, before a small smile spread across his face. Tail unfurled from the chair leg to wrap gently around her waist. 

                                            “Miss me?”

A light chuckle escaped the blue-furred mutant before he moved      enough to hug her back.

                      “I am back, yes. I am so glad to see you.                       I was wondering where you were hiding.”

Another small chuckle and he nuzzled lightly into her hair.

                      “How have you been? Well I hope. I am                       glad you did not die too. We may have                                             well missed each other.”

However, this time he got quiet at his own remarks. The thought of them missing each other unnerved him. What if they had? What if      she’d died again and he’d just come back?

Such thoughts led into other thoughts, thoughts that he’d been trying to avoid since coming back. No. No time for those thoughts now. Clearing his throat, he’d smile once more and tightened his grip on      her. 

                      “It is so good to see you again.”