Iceman

Bobby Drake. Professor. Mutant. Iceman. Father. Husband.

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hankdrake:

Hank chuckled playfully when his husband hip checked him out of the kitchen. “Sir, yes, sir.” Hank practically purred, since the other called him a cat anyways. He looked at hank again, sizing his husband with with a bite to his lip, his husband and cooking was a major turn on for him. “Super frisky.” Hank pinched both of his husband’s butt cheeks playfully and rushed out of the kitchen so the other wouldn’t get him.

Bobby huffed if only to put up a front though he was the furthest thing away from frustrated. Quite the opposite, seeing him so playful left him feeling more amused than anything. He briefly entertained the thought of icing up the floor so his husband could slip in his rush to leave the kitchen, but he decided against it. Bobby mindlessly returned back to his cooking and lost track of time, completely losing himself in his work. Before he knew it the food was ready. “It’s ready whenever you are,” he shouted, hoping his voice would carry to their room, though, he doubted that it actually did.

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hankdrake:

Hank smiled and felt his heart beat some. He loved when Bobby did cute and sweet things like this, because it showed the other that Bobby cared and truly loved him. “I can’t wait to taste it.” He kissed his husband after he felt the kiss on his face. “Okay, i will go freshen up and I will come back down to help you out if you want me too.” He smiled, playfully groping his husband’s butt. The other’ cooking turned him on for some reason.

With a grin on his features, Bobby hip checked Hank so that he would get out of the kitchen. It was his for the evening and he didn’t want anyone sampling the food before it was ready. “Go on and freshen up, it should be ready by then.” He laughed and looked over his shoulder at his husband. “Someone is feeling frisky tonight.” Maybe he’d think about cooking more often if it had this kind of affect on the other man.

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hankdrake:

As he entered the house he smelt cooking going on inside of the home. “Nate? Have you decided to cook for us?” He had a bright smile, sitting his briefcase on the counter, but was shocked to see that it was his husband who was working his magic up in the kitchen. “Hey, baby. This is a rare occasion.” He smiled and kissed the other’s head. 

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It wasn’t often that Bobby found recipes online, but while he had been googling things - one thing led to another and he ended up finding a chicken soft tacos recipe that had him intrigued enough to want to try it out for himself. “Oh, you’re home early. It was supposed to be a surprise, but I guess you caught me red handed. I found this recipe online, so let’s see how it turns out.” He said angling his head in his husband’s direction when he moved to place a kiss on it. 

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daringmurdock:

“Ah, I’m sorry. Usually all the senses get heighten, but my case is a little more interesting than that. I could hear your heartbeat. That’s really the only sound I need,” he commented with a shrug.

“I guess it’s good to know I still have a heartbeat under all this ice.” Bobby tries to make a joke of it. “Are you able to recognize people’s heartbeats or do they all sound the same?”

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X-Men Aesthetics pt. 6: Bobby Drake (Iceman)

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daringmurdock:

Enjoying the outdoors and taking in the heat of the sunlight is one of Matt’s activities. Sitting and just listening to the world around him was fascinating. He takes in the sounds around him and is able to paint a picture in his mind of what’s happening. Suddenly, he picks up the steady thump of a heartbeat fairly close to him, imagining someone was sitting on the same bench he was. Matt looks over, giving the stranger a polite nod of greeting.

“You know, it’s never, not gonna be creepy the way you just know when there’s someone around. I figure you probably have enhanced hearing or something. I hear that’s a thing that happens with visually impaired people, but I swear I didn’t even make a sound.”

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radioactive-spider-son:

Ben was fiddling with the metallic briefcase for a moment or two, humming to himself. He was overdue to get out of the lab every so often so he sat outside, grinning as he heard the hiss of the case opening. “FUCK YESSSS!!!” he shouted, falling to his knees as he punched the air. “Hey, hey, check this out!” he called out to the nearest person as he tried to contain his excitement.

Bobby stopped in his tracks, his curiosity getting the better of him. He’d have to find out just what was so exciting enough to cause such a commotion. He peered at the briefcase and his brow scrunched up in confusion. “What exactly am I supposed to be looking at?”

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notjustakid:

“Some of them did have my name on it but maybe you covered it so you wouldn’t feel guilty. Next time I’ll ask Hank if he can write my name in big block letters so you can see them. Yeah all seem to be getting the ones who got hurt and everyone else seems to be in better spirits with holidays coming up.“ Seeing his dad react the way he did, he thought maybe he had crossed the line. It’s not that he had never thought about who his mother was, it never seem like a big deal to him. But seeing his friends and everyone else with theirs made him feel left out. He had always wanted to ask but he didn’t know if his dads would react positive or would it cause some problems. “Was I a product of a one night stand with her, did you even know about me, or  was I dropped on your doorstep with note saying I was your kid and you had to raise me because you had no choice?“ He had so many questions not that he had the guts to finally ask about her, Crystal even if now knowing her name made it weird for him.

“My own son calling me a snack thief, I thought we were closer than this. Do I have to go back to bribing you so that you’ll share with me or is my love, not enough?” Bobby definitely had his flair for dramatics when the time called for it and this one seemed a perfect time as any for him to turn on his charm. “That’s good to hear, though, I would be personally offended if the holidays didn’t put them in a good mood. It’s a time to be jolly only.” His heart ached at the look he saw on his son’s face, it was obvious that he’d struggled with voicing his concerns and it left him with doubt that maybe he should have been the one to bring it up. After all, it was only fair for him to know the truth it would just be up to him to decide if he wanted to hear it or not. “Sort of, I had been struggling with my sexuality around the time that I met her. I tried to convince myself that I was straight. It was months later that I found out she’d gotten pregnant and I tried to do the right thing. Even if I had finally accepted who I was and had started seeing Hank I ended up breaking things off with him so that you could have both parents in your life. But even though I had offered her a place at the school, she had been too proud to accept my help and shortly after you were born the mutant refuge home she’d been living in was attacked by a hate group. Your mom, her mutation had been Pyrokinesis, but she wasn’t immune to the flames. I think she had been trying to protect you and maybe she lost control and set the entire building on fire, but it might have been lucky timing on my part that got you out of there in one piece. You had been the only thing left untouched by the flames, which I’m sure was her doing.” Bobby smiled sadly as he placed a hand on Nate’s shoulder and squeezed in what he hoped would be a reassuring manner. 

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My Icicle! ❤️💠

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Hank: It was a learning process for both of us. So, we weren't prepared nor equipped to deal with it then.

Hank: Oh dear. Tell me you didn't do my beast form for me

Bobby: I bet all those fancy degrees didn't prepare you for diaper duty

Bobby: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ If it makes you feel any better it was really hard to make the snow look like actual fur

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notjustakid:

“It’s mostly just about how you sometimes eat my snacks that he buys me or science stuff. Maybe we discuss things about you but its how we like to bond. They’ve been good, I haven’t invited them over because of everyone dealing with what happen.“ Nate listen to what his dad said. It’s not that he doesn’t see Hank as family because he does but he always felt like he was missing a part of him. “I know he does and he’s been a great parent figure for me along with you. It’s just…I want to know about her.“

“Hey! It didn’t have a name on it so I assumed it was for anyone to eat. Maybe I found it in your room, but I figured you just forgot to take it back to the kitchen. I thought I was doing everyone a favor. That’s understandable, I hope that none of them got hurt. They’re all great kids and I’d hate for anything to happen to them.” Bobby hadn’t been sure what he was expecting, but of all the different directions he had expected their conversation to go in - this hadn’t been one of them. It had been years since he had even thought about her, thinking he could finally let her memory rest when Nate hadn’t brought her up. “Oh...” He’d always had a plan, though, it had always involved Nate being much younger and he wasn’t sure how much that changed things. “What did you want to know about your mom? Crystal,” he added as an afterthought unsure if he’d even mentioned her name until this point.

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hankdrake:

“Oh, well if he is so good as you say he is, then you better check his phone and make sure other men aren’t trying to get all up on that.” Hank stated, trying to use cool slang, but it completely failed in his favor. “Okay, maybe just the chorus of the song, but that’s about it.” he shook his head, he hated letting Bobby be right, but he had to admit defeat here, because the chorus of that song was extremely catchy. He pulled his husband even closer and smirked. “Its too good for you to pass up on it.” He laughed and kissed the other deeply.

“Oh, word?” Bobby asked, trying not to laugh as the bits of slang rolled off of Hank’s tongue in the most unnatural way possible. It was clear as day that the words were foreign on the other’s tongue. “Well, that’s probably all anyone ever sings when the song isn’t actually playing. It’s like I can only sing the entire song while I’m listening to it.” The cryokinetic grinned against his husband’s lips and stepped into his space the food long forgotten.

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Hank: That was a good one ahaha. I thought you were going to say being a dad.

Hank: What do you mean?

Bobby: I don't think I was being very mature when it first happened

Bobby: I made a snowman for each of the staff

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#what a trio

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hankdrake:

“Oh? So no one’s tried to take him away from you?” Hank asked, continuing on with the facade. He turned and looked at the other’s shrug and shook his head. He loved this man to no end. “Baby, that song came out like three years ago - it isn’t on classic status yet. Classics are songs that you sing too and everyone just vibrates in rhythm with it too.” He laughed, because he wasn’t particularly a fan of Adele. “I think I would let you dip your finger in to get a few taste.” He smirked and whispered lowly.

“I hope not unless there’s someone running around out there that I don’t know about.” He pretends to think back on their relationship and if there had been any indicators that something could have been going on. Mostly he just puts on a show of scratching his chin and pretending to be deep in thought. “Um then explain why it’s on my classics playlist? And are you saying that you don’t bust out in song whenever you hear it? Because I’m pretty sure everyone does.” Bobby trailed his finger down Hank’s chest all the while maintaining eye contact between them. “How could I ever pass up that offer?”

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Hank: Sure it isn't

Hank: Tell me the single most mature thing you've ever did.

Hank: send me a picture of them!

Bobby: Become a professor HA

Bobby: I might have drawn a little inspiration from other professors