#reader x nightcrawler

[amphibiahawks321]

Fem! Nightcrawler x reader, if you please

[Quiet night at the X-Men mansion, Y/N walking through the hallway while reading something on his datapad]

[Y/N humming peacefully, step after step was quiet–then BAMF! A whole swirl of smoke appears in front of you]

M!Reader : Gah!–....Huh?

[As the smoke clears Fem!Nightcrawler can be seen hanging upside down, her tail wrapped around the lamp on the ceiling]

M!Reader : ...Pftt–Chuckles... Again, huh?

[Fem!Nightcrawler in her sleeping outfit, holding a bucket of popcorn balanced precariously in one hand upside down with a wide smile]

Fem!Nightcrawler : Pardon my interruption my liebling, but i take it it’s our movie night?✨

M!Reader : ...Wait what–we're still doing it?!

[Fem!Nightcrawler eyes widened and she landed perfectly on the ground, catching the bucket of popcorn in hand, staring at Y/N... Saddened–

Fem!Nightcrawler : This was our sacred ritual and bond... I thought we–

M!Reader : What!? No no no!– i WANT to have a movie night but you literally texted me "Maybe later!" And leave it at that for three hours, I thought you had a long danger room session!

Fem!Nightcrawler : …O-Oh! That, I was just prepping!

M!Reader : Prepping?

Fem!Nightcrawler : warming up the pillows... Also we ran out of butter for the popcorn so i go to buy some...

M!Reader : ....Chuckles, Okay you smurf skin goofball let's go

[Fem!Nightcrawler starts smiling and her tail starts to flick in excitement]

M!Reader : Also... Please let's keep the speaker a bit more down for tonight... Remember the last movie night we had in my room...

....

[Cut to the door of Y/N's room– the door having several of... Three slash marks on it...]

....

Fem!Nightcrawler : Would you like to take a guess on the movie that I picked out ✨–

M!Reader : "The greatest showman"?

[thepineapplejuicer]

“You’ve been ‘It’ for years now, Y/N! It’s hardly a challenge anymore!”

“The brimstone throws me off!”

“Excuses, excuses, my love.”

(I don’t own the gifs, I do not claim to own any Marvel characters )

[scribblesandimaginings]

Teleport

Hi, I'm not sure if you still write, but as your description says "requests are open". May I ask for a Nightcrawler x reader one, where the reader is somehow teleported into the mansion (she's no mutant), is a few years older than Kurt and he literally falls for her (like from the stairs:P) and has his first time with her? And doesn't want to let her go as Xavier finds a way for her to return to her world? Oh, you get the idea. ^^ - Anon

I changed the request a bit so it was more in character for Nightcrawler, hope you don’t mind. I also left it a bit open because I wasn’t entirely sure which version of Nightcrawler you meant, so this could be either

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You were a scientist – your childhood dream come true. You were studying genetic mutation, and by association, the ‘mutant phenomenon’. Which was probably why, went you suddenly appeared in the hall of a large old building, when you’d been in your lab the second before, you were more fascinated that shocked.

It was late, nearly midnight – you’d been working on, close to what you thought may have been a breakthrough. It wasn’t like there was anyone waiting for you to come home, no-one would bother how late you stayed at work. You looked round, trying to figure out where you were and how on Earth you’d gotten there.

At first you hadn’t seen the mutant who was watching you. 

He was hanging from the banister of the stairs by his tail, trying to get a look at the mysterious person who had apparently teleported into the entrance hall of Xavier Mansion. Intrigued, he tried to get closer, reaching out to the adjoining banister and pulling himself a little nearer.

You turned, still trying to get an indication of where this was. Then you caught a flash of yellow, you did a double take, and locked eyes with a pair of bright yellow ones.

“Ahh!”

You watched on, wide eyed, unable to do anything, as the mutant you had just seen, fell from the banister onto the tiled floor. You rushed over, “I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”

The mutant lay in a crumpled heap, looking up at you with a nervous smile, “Sorry, I wasn’t meaning to snoop”

You laughed, a little nervous yourself, “That’s okay – it’s perfectly understandable. I’m Y/N, what’s your name?” you asked, helping him to his feet.

Once standing, he brushed himself off, his tail wrapped around himself. “I am Kurt Wagner, but in the Munich Circus I was called the Incredible Nightcrawler” he said, pride in his voice. “You must be looking for the Professor, I will take you to him”

Before you had the chance to say that you had no idea what he was talking about, or even where you were, Kurt had taken your hand, and teleported. The feeling was indescribable. You stumbled slightly as you ‘landed’ inside an office. “Professor,” Kurt said, “this is Y/N, she just arrived”

You looked between them both, ready to try to explain. But the Professor seemed to understand. “Hello, I’m Charles Xavier,” then he frowned at you, not unkindly, just confused. “Miss S/N is not a mutant, Kurt.”

You nodded, almost uncertainly, “No, I’m not. I have no idea how I got here, I- I don’t even know where I am”

Kurt eyes went wide, his mouth dropped open slightly “I-I am very sorry, I did not realize. I just thought with you being here, that you were... one of us. Truly, I am very sorry”

“No, that’s alright” you gave him a smile.

“But how did you get here?” the Professor pondered.

You shook your head, “I don’t know”

You spent the next few days by Kurt’s side. He showed you round the school, introduced you to both the students and teachers and explained everything he could about the school. He was fascinated by your work and the discoveries you had made - how the ‘mutant gene’ (which was actually a series of genes) functioned in different mutants, how they lay dormant in non mutants, but were still present. You tried your best to explain your work for him to understand.

“So,” you said, trying to simplify it further, “in your DNA, the gene for blue skin, and the gene for a tail and the gene that works your teleportation are all turned on, but there are other genes in your DNA that would control other mutations, but they are turned off.”

“I see” he smiled. “You must be very clever”

You laughed, “I guess - I’m one of the youngest scientists to be working on this”

“It is amazing to think you are so smart and yet you are only a few years older than I am”

“Well, age doesn’t always equate to intelligence - or experiences. You might be younger than me, but you’re far more interesting Kurt”

“Nein, I am not” he laughed.

“You are!” you insisted with a smile, “You were in the circus, you lived in a church - you can teleport, and now you’re here at this school. That’s so much more interesting than someone who’s studied all their life and has lived to work”

He smiled but shook his head, “Nein - you are far more interesting to me than you will ever understand.”

Days went on and you stayed in the mansion. You work had been contacted, and it had been agreed that you would stay and study the workings of certain mutations, while Professor Xavier tried to figure out how you had managed to discover the school in the first place. You random transportation seemed to be a chance event, sometimes the mutations of certain individuals could trigger natural phenomenons in which ‘mutant like events’ to happen to non-mutants. So, in all likelihood, there was nothing that you had done to incur it - though, you did work with mutations, so there was also a chance of something else, whatever that may be.

In time, you actually moved permanently to Xavier Mansion, both teaching, and learning yourself. And you grew closer and closer to Kurt the more time went on. You were drawn together, it was undeniable - perhaps it was because of the way you had met, or that he had been the first of the residents at the mansion. Maybe it was just that, even amongst the other mutants, he couldn’t help but stand out. Maybe it was that he was kind, and sweet, that he cared about you, and cared for you, and you knew he would never abandon you. Kurt was Kurt, and he meant everything to you.

You should have seen it coming, the day he had asked to be your boyfriend. Looking back, you knew. But the question itself had still surprised you. Kurt was incredible; with everything he had gone through, everything he had overcome, he was extraordinary. You had known for a long time, that you loved him.

Eight years on from that day, when you first set foot in Xavier masion, you finally uttered the words “I do”

Kurt was beaming at you, looking all proper in his suit. You glanced down at yourself, dressed in white.

“You may kiss the bride”

He took your hands in his, stepping forward to close the gap between you. With pure gentleness, he pressed his lips to yours.

“I love you, Y/N”

You blushed despite yourself, “Kurt, I love you too”

[thepineapplejuicer]

Know It All: Xmen evolution fanfic  Chapter Three

Title: Know It All

Chapter Three

Nightcrawler fanfic (I do not own the X-men or the gif).

Violet Ashbourne is a gifted human hacker in possession of a radio, a secret device that gains her access to a large underground information network and electronics all over the world. Human and mutant coexistence has always been her goal, but will the betrayal of her mutant mother and father- once partners to her rise to power- distort her beliefs? Will the X-men be able to save her from her own pride and ambition? Or will she sacrifice everything, including the only boy she’s ever trusted, for vengeance?

The bus's small window fits the picturesque landscape of overlapping trees and emerald groves. The tranquil squirrels and deer drift carefully along the thick branches and bubbly bushes. Evan's pointing finger drags everyone to shoot to the windows, a breath of relaxation washing over us once our eyes meet the mirroring water of the river running through jagged, copper rocks. "It's beautiful." Kitty sighs. "Yeah," I answer so quietly as if part of me was too proud to admit it. The bus swerves gently around the path until we reach an opened dirt entrance with four cabins surrounding it. A low chime comes from my phone informing me of my lack of service. Luckily, I packed a hotspot box, but part of me still felt anxious about not having access to my files. I feel... vulnerable, more than usual. A sudden stop jolts me forward, signaling the others to get up. I am the last to step out and fall into the line formed at the side of the bus.

A grizzly man walks in front of the long line of students, "You will be taking 20-mile hikes, rappelling 200-foot cliffs and crossing treacherous water with no more than a rope and all the courage you can muster! Do you read me?!"

"Yes, Sergeant Hawk!" the students yell out.

"I said do you read me?!"

"YES SIR, SERGEANT HAWK SIR!"

"Scott sumner!"

"Summers, Sir."

"Well, Summers-"

I tap along my phone, trying to tune out all the yelling until I feel an elbow jab me. Evan looks down at my phone and quickly to the side, warning signs in his eyes. I follow his eyes to the grizzly man who is staring at me with rage.

"It was clear that there are to be NO electronics allowed." he towers over me, the shade from his hat cooling me down.

"Oh no, no. I'm not with them." I smile pointing at the others.

"Oh, so you're with the other team?" Sergeant Hawk asks.

"Other team?" I glance over and see the brotherhood composed of Lance, Pietro, Todd and bob all looking as pathetic as the files I have on them.

I snort, "No, absolutely not with them."

Sergeant Hawk snatches my phone. "In that case, Xavier didn't mention anything about the Queen of England coming, so you are to fall in line like everyone else!" his spit lands on my face as he turns, my phone locked in his grip. "Oh okay, you just hold on to that one then!" I groan with a fake smile. I kneel and unhook the second phone from the side of my boot.

"As I was saying . Because of Scott Summer's scholastic achievements at Baville high, he will be your team leader. " Sergeant Hawk stares at me again, wide-eyed as I tap along my backup phone. "Did you not hear a thing I just said?!" He gets in my face again.

"Sir, I'm sure Charles Xavier sent you an email about my the extent of my 'involvement'. You can even use my phone to check! I promise you that I'm not involved in all," I flay my hand around, "This."

Sergeant Hawk raises his brow, the lines around his mouth weighing down.

"I mean this place is quaint, with all your dirt," I shift my foot, accidentally sprinkling some onto his boots, "and uh... you."

He yanks the second phone from me, "If I see another phone come out of god knows where your entire team is doing 500 sit-ups. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!"

My brows narrow and I wipe the spit from my bare shoulder, "Transparently."

"You have 10 minutes to stow your gear in your cabins! Go, go, go!"

"Ugh, I'm not going to last one day here!" Kitty complains, sitting on her luggage.

"You?! I'm a city boy, I wasn't built for this." Even joins.

"What did ve ever do to deserve this?" Kurt groans.

"Enough complaining." I stomp ahead, my duffle bag swung uncomfortably over my shoulder, " let's just get this over with."

"Here, let me get that for you." Kurt rushes over and gently removes the duffle bag from my arm. I glare at him, " Next time you convince me to go somewhere, make sure it has wifi that I can actually use."

"Sorry." he mutters.

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"You will be racing to the top of Mt. Humiliation to retrieve a flag I had placed at the top. "Cakewalk!" The silver-haired boy steps up, "You watching pretty girl?" he turns and winks at me.

"Ugh." I groan. If all of these exercises weren't enough, Pietro's constant flirting was driving me near insanity.

"Not if I get there first." Kurt smiles proudly.

Mutants are all the same. They think just because their abilities allow them to cheat through life that everyone else is stuck with the short straw.

"Everyone in your team needs to make it to that mountain!" Sergeant Hawk growls, "And I want a picture as proof!"

"Like, that's if they don't cheat first." Kitty hisses at the brotherhood.

"Hey, we could beat you guys without our powers," Lance shouts, mostly directed at Scott.

"Alright, a fair game, no powers. Come on, guys!" Scott shouts.

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We all run for miles along the mountain, until gradually we slow to a jog, "Sooo, like what's my favorite food." Kitty asks me.

"Are we still playing this game?" I huff, weaving the sweaty tangles out of my hair. "Come on! It's like so boring."

I sigh, giving in, " Hummas and pickle quesadilla, as bizarre as that sounds."

"Ooh, do me next." Rogue chimes in.

Before I can answer Jean interrupts, "I don't get what so cool about knowing all our favorite foods are."

She walks past me, bumping into my shoulder nervously.

"Is it that hard to impress you... Miss. Phoenix?"

She stops, "how did you-"

"Trust me, I know more about you than you ever will." I return the hostile bump and walk ahead of the girls, trailing behind Scott, Kurt, and Evan.

"Kurt pop up and see if the flag is still there."

Kurt turns, smiles briefly at me and then at Jean who is distracted, "Are you sure Jean will be okay vit that?"

"Don't you want to win?" Scott persuades.

"Figures." I butt in, scraping the dirt from my painted nails.

Scott and Kurt look at me with drooping eyes, "Oh am I in your way?" I ask and raise my wrists.

"If you could just step back like two feet," Scott asks nicely or at least tried to.

My eyes narrow and I realize... this is why Xavier wanted me to come here so badly. To neutralize them. Like I care if they cheat.

I take a giant step back and signal for Kurt to teleport.

"The flag is still there," he shouts as he reappears within seconds.

"Good," Scott hands Evan a rope, "forget climbing, spike this up."

"Uh, you sure?"

Scott glares at Evan.

"You look sure to me." Evan steps away from me and hurtles a spike into the cliff above.

Jean makes her entrance and glares at Scott as he hands her the rope. She climbs freehand and the others follow, taking their sides with Jean or the rope. I stare at the top that distorts as my vision blurs.

"Are you okay?" Scott grabs my hand.

"I'm not exactly a fan of heights."

"Oh." he looks at the steep cliff and then back at me. "Come here."

I watch him bend down and unexpectedly hook his arms around the back of my knees, pulling me against his back. "Hold on tight."

He didn't have to tell me twice, I nearly choke him as he begins to climb, nails digging deeper into his chest. He never complained though, but by how Jean snarled at me I can tell she wasn't too happy about this predicament.

"You are too kind, Scott." I thank.

"Anytime, Violet. That's what a team is for."

I am taken back, absolutely speechless.

We reach the top and Scott lowers me down softly, holding me steady until he's comfortable my queasiness is gone.

"HELP!" screams come from ahead, jolting us to investigate. I watch from a distance as the X-men rush into action, pulling the brotherhood out from a crumbling mine, being told to keep my distance several times. Their powers working in perfect sync, all unique... all useful.

A hand shocks me out of my depressive episode as Rogue pulls me to follow the others to the top of the mountain.

They all thank each other, leaving me in the distance to regain my breath. "Violet!" Someone shouts. They are all posing for a picture, signaling me to join. I cautiously squeeze in, arms folded, leaning away as the flash blares.

"Hey! Its the X-jet!" Evan yells pointing at the blackbird hovering above us. Storm walks out, "The Professor needs your help!"

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Snarling and crashing comes from the danger room as we all rush to stop The Juggernaut, both Brotherhood and Xmen. We jump through a hole in the wall watching as Wolverine dodges the Juggernauts attacks. I watch as Kitty and Rogue lift each other up to unhinge the Juggernauts helmet, failing the first time. Kurt teleports onto him, successfully unhinging one latch before being flung to the wall beside me.

"He's too strong!" someone yells.

I place my hand on Kurt's head as he regains consciousness, "I'm okay." he groans, leaning into my touch.

"Sorry kid." Logan's raspy voice comes from behind me as he forcibly flings me across the floor, right underneath the Juggernaut. I scream and block my face as he readies to strike me.

The giant Iron rod in his hands causes him to tumble back as all his strength is drained by my bands. "Impossible." he roars, staring at his hands and then at me. Suddenly, Pietro, Scott, and Logan tackle him and remove the helmet. Logan grabs me and slides me rapidly across the smooth granite floor away from Professor Xavier.

I turn back seeing the Juggernaut passed out and everyone begin to cheer. It takes me a moment to get up and without warning I stomp over to Logan who looks at me confused, opening his hand to apologize. "HOW DARE YOU?!"

SMACK

The blood in my hand pumps from the sudden sting, Logan's face in shock as he touches the perfect red handprint across his cheek. "You have the AUDACITY to throw me into danger like a ragdoll?!" I scream, the Xmen and Brotherhood taking a step back. He grips the side of his cheek, "That hurt a lot more than I thought it would." he groans, chuckling.

"And YOU!" I point at Xavier, "Don't you ever use me as a tool to neutralize your students again! Forge better have a lead on how to get these damn things off because I want out of this Horror House!"

I stomp off hearing only silence from behind me.

(Chapter Four will be posted Wednesday, June 19, 2019)

[scribblesandimaginings]

Love Actually - Nightcrawler x Reader fluff

I see you write for X-Men, may I please request a fluffy Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner imagine? I haven't read any new ones in a while. ☺️- sgarrett49

A/N: bolded words are sent messages, italics and bold are sent from ‘you’

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It felt like you’d lived in Xavier’s School all your life. You were young when you started, your mutation kicking in when you were unusually young, and you were a ‘proper’ adult now, having turned 21 at the end of last year.

Having been around the school for so long, it seemed that you had witnessed nearly all of the major events in the school’s recent history; the Millennium party (one of your first memories of the school), Jean and Scott getting together, Logan’s arrival and the Statue of Liberty incident were just a few. Recently a lot of things had happened, bad things - but they were past now, and the school was getting back to it unique brand of normality. After the events at Alkali Lake, everyone found it hard to get settled; especially the newest resident to the school. You’d met Kurt Wagner all too briefly while everything was going on, but since coming home, you’d gotten to know each other quite well.

Kurt didn’t know much about american stuff; music, tv, films or books. So you were educating him. Since you started, you had watched 7 films, and started 3 tv series, introduced him to 19 different bands and singers and let him borrow 2 of your books. Today you were going to watch ‘Love Actually’.

You were lying on your bed, scrolling through facebook - killing time until Kurt got here. A little ‘1′ popped up at your messages icon - the continuation of your conversation with Ororo. You tapped on it;

U shd jst ask him out ;)

U kno he wont do it

Hes 2 shy :3

Bugger off O, he’s not interested. And I’m not looking for a guy!

There was a quiet knock on your door. “Come in” you sat up, putting your phone away, rolling your eyes at Ororo. Kurt opened the door, peaking his head in with a shy smile. He always appeared shy, but that’s just how he was.

“Hallo Y/N”

“Hi Kurt” you folded your legs, grabbing your laptop and flipping it open, hitting the power button.

He stepped round the door, closing it gently. “I brought candy” he told you with a smile, holding up 2 bags of sweets.

You grinned, “Thanks” you patted the bed beside you and Kurt came to sit by your side.

“So what is it we are watching today?”

“It’s called “Love Actually’ - it’s really a Christmas film but it’s really good, and I watch it all the time”

“Okay, well if you like it so much I am sure it must be good”

You grinned, opening the video window on your laptop and clicking play.

*****

Hav u rly not askd him out yt?? :P

No, and I’m not going to, O

Cm on!

He obvsly likes u

O, give it a rest. We’re friends! I’ve told you he’s not interested in me

Dont b so sure ;)

Shut up O

There was a knock on your door. You frowned, getting up, leaving your phone lying on your bed. Who would be at your door now? It was late, nearly 11 at night.

You opened the door and were surprised to see Kurt, “Hey” you said, smiling.

He smiled, blushing. Then Kurt held up a a piece of paper, well, the first in a short stack of sheets. On it, was written; I couldn’t find any large boards so I hope this is okay

You laughed, surprised, and a little confused. “Kurt?”

He took the first sheet and placed it at the back. The next sheet read; Let me just say

The next read; Even though it is not Christmas

But just because

You really like that film

And you said that it is not just for Christmas time

I just wanted to say that

(And I know that this is not how that scene goes)

To me, you are perfect

Your eyes widened and your jaw dropped slightly in shock. Kurt smiled bashfully.

And my blue heart will love you

Until you look like this...

You laughed aloud as the next card showed a screenshot from YouTube, of that scene from Love Actually, specifically of the mummy picture from the cards scene.

Kurt moved the card to the back of the stack. The next read; Y/N, with any luck, by next year

I’ll be going out with this girl...

The next sheet was covered, every inch, in pictures of you. Several were of you both, selfies you had taken, pictures that had been taken by Ororo. You felt the blood rush to your cheeks.

If she’ll have me...

Y/N...

Will you...

“Yes” you whispered, beaming.

Go out with me?

“Yes” you said again, louder. You all but leapt, hugging him. The paper was dropped, and Kurt hugged you tight, his tail wrapping round you.

“Did I do it right?” Kurt asked shyly.

You nodded, “That was perfect, Kurt - a bit over the top” you laughed, “but it was perfect”

“I didn’t think I’d manage to actually get the words out if I- I did it the normal way”

You grinned, “I love you, Kurt”

“I love you too”

[scribblesandimaginings]

Mother, Daughter and Kurt

Can you do a Kurt Wagner x Reader fic where Reader has a four year old little girl, and is in love with Kurt but is scared he'll reject her because she already has a child but he's madly in love with Reader and loves her little girl too? Sorry and thanks! 😅  - anon

Okay so this is a little random but here you go :) sorry it took so long x

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You wouldn’t say that you’d been around Xavier’s school for all that long, but you were getting to know the ins and outs by now. The mansion had become more than just a school in recent times, there were more than students staying there now. There was a small group of parents with young children staying now, and that’s where you had come in.

You had worked in various nurseries in your life, and as a baby sitter too - you had a ‘natural talent’ for working with kids. Your mutation helped with that, you could influence emotions; calming down upset children was as easy as breathing to you, and you could do a couple of other little things too, animate small toys, making little things (like a bottle or a blanket) come across the room to you. However, it was your mutation that had let you down too - once you were found out, employers generally didn’t much like mutants being around kids, and if it wasn’t the employers it was the parents themselves.

Professor Xavier told you that there was a high chance you were capable of much more, but you weren’t interested in that, not really - you weren’t interested in power. You would rather focus on working with the parents and children at Xavier’s (seeing you knew this job would last) and bringing up your daughter.

Amelie was four years old now, the sweetest, brightest little girl. She was quick, right into everything and anything she could get her hands on. She loved her books, drawing and painting, building blocks and her dolls. Amelie was anything but shy - she would hold excited conversations with the other younger children, their parents, the students and the teachers alike. She already loved to chat.

As much as Amelie wasn’t shy, she had really taken a liking to a few specific people - Ororo Monroe was one, Peter Maximoff another, but the one she kept returning to the most, was Kurt Wagner - Nightcrawler. Which was a slight problem. 

Not that there was anything wrong with Kurt, he was lovely. But Amelie was always at him, and you just knew that he must be fed up with the constant attention; he must’ve barely got a moments peace between classes and your daughter chasing after him. And you would be lying if you said you didn’t have feelings for him. Kurt was kind, intelligent - he was sweet, patient with Amelie and the other children. He always had time to help out the students, even if he had things to be getting on with himself. Kurt was always giving a hand at meal times and other gatherings or trips. You admired him, and everything he did - though you’d barely spoken to him, outside of apologizing for Amelie annoying him (though he always said that she wasn’t bothering him - he was so polite about it).

There were very few people that had any clue about your crush on Kurt - the professor certainly knew, though he rarely even mentioned it, as did Logan, who would tease you about it in private. 

Your close friend, Hank, was really the only other one who would bring it up. You were having coffee with him, just chatting about the day, “So, have you spoken to Kurt recently?”

“Hank” you groaned, you took a breath and sighed.

“I just don’t see why you’re still beating about the bush”

“Because” you said, pointedly, “I’m quite sure Kurt isn’t interested in putting up with a single mother and her excitable child” you gestured through to the adjoining room where Amelie was reading one of her books.

Hank shook his head, “But how do you know if you haven’t tried?”

“Hank” you moaned, “it’s just... Kurt isn’t a father, he doesn’t want a child, especially not a child that isn’t his - he shouldn’t have to give up his time and energy for a child that’s not his own, and a woman who’s... who’s me”

“Y/N” he chided, “don’t say things like that”

“Well it’s true - I’ve already made my mistakes with one man, and he’s- he’s such a good person, he deserves someone better”

“You’re more than good enough, Y/N”

You shook your head and the topic of conversation changed. A while later you looked at the time and sighed, “I should get Amelie to bed”

Hank nodded, “I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N”

“Yeah, night Hank” He left and you stretched, putting away the mugs before going next door, “Amelie, it’s bed time” you looked around at the empty, “Amelie? Amelie, where are you?” Shit.

You dove out into the hall, “Amelie? Amelie!” you ran along the corridor, “Amelie!”

“Y/N?” Kurt appeared from round the corner, “What’s wrong?”

“I can’t find Amelie,” you told him quickly, “I was next door, she was reading, I never heard her leave, I-”

“Okay, okay” he said softly, putting his hands gently on my shoulders, “She can’t have left the building, we will find her - you check your’s and her bedroom, then head to the kitchen; I’ll check round everywhere else, I’ll be quicker. She’ll be fine wherever she is, Y/N, don’t worry.”

“Thank you Kurt”

He smiled, then disappeared with a puff of smoke and the smell of sulphur. You ran off towards your bedroom. Just as you reached the kitchen, your heart racing, you heard Kurt ‘bamf’ in. “Kurt? Kurt, did you find...?”

You ran into the kitchen to see him standing with Amelie in his arms, sleepily talking to him. “She’s here, Y/N” he told you softly.

You crossed the room, standing close to Kurt and your daughter, you put your hand on her back, “Amelie, where were you?” you asked sternly.

She smiled, “I was in the library, Momma. I finished my book”

You sighed, shaking your head but smiling all the same, “You shouldn’t go anywhere without telling me first”

She pouted a little, pitifully, “But you said I can go to the library whenever I want”

“But you still have to tell me first, okay?”

“Okay”

“Good girl” you kissed her forehead, thankful you knew she was safe. You looked up at Kurt, “Thank you”

“It’s okay - I’m just glad everything’s okay.” he smiled, first at you, then at Amelie.

“I can take her if you want now Kurt, thank you for helping me” you smiled politely. Internally you were cursing that you had managed to drag Kurt into another one of your mistakes.

“That’s okay, Y.N - I can take you both to your room, save you walking back up all those stairs.” he smiled.

You blushed slightly, ‘Thanks’

He shifted Amelie to one arm, his tail coming up to wrap round her. He held out his arm for you, wrapping it round your back, letting you hold Amelie too before bamfing you all to your bedroom.

You smiled at him bashfully, then took Amelie from his arm and went to put her to bed. You only took a few moments to get her sorted and off to sleep. You came back through from the adjoining room, surprised to see Kurt waiting there. He smiled, blinking before looking at his feet. His hands were in his pockets, and his tail was curling and uncurling restlessly.

“She’s very smart” Kurt said quietly, keeping his voice down as your daughter slept. “She knew exactly where the books she reads are and which ones she had read before.”

“Yeah” you said, glancing back at the door to her room, a proud look on your face.

“You’ve raised her so well”

“I’m only doing my best”

“That’s more than enough, Y/N.  Did her father ever...?” he asked carefully.

“No, he left before,” you took a breath, “before everything”

Kurt looked upset, like someone had just ruined the perfect day. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”

“No, it’s alright. I mean, I’m a single mother, I expect those kind of questions.” You smiled awkwardly, sitting down on the edge of your bed, you looked up at him, inviting him to sit in the space beside you.

He sat, “Would you ever think about... seeing someone else? Maybe someone who could help look after Amelie?”

You stopped, surprised. “Well, it’s not that I’ve not thought about it, it’s just... well, I’m not... with a daughter already and...”

“And what? What’s wrong with having a child and looking for a new relationship? Why shouldn’t you?”

“You’re very sweet Kurt, but most men aren’t as understanding”

He nodded, glanced down for a second before looking you in the eye, “So why don’t you leave behind most men... and maybe, maybe go out... with me?”

“Kurt”

“Please, Y/N, would you go out, on a date, with me?”

You could only laugh, “Yes!”

~~~~~

A few months later, you and Kurt sat on one of the hills in the gardens of the mansion, watching Amelie play with the other younger children. Kurt had his arm wrapped around your shoulder, and his tail wrapped all the way around your waist. You had your head leant on his shoulder, your hand rested on his thigh.

Kurt was smiling as he watched Amelie take off across the wide field, chasing a butterfly. “Why did we wait?” Kurt asked, softly.

“Because I was an idiot”

“You’re not an idiot, nor have you ever been. But yeah, we shouldn’t have been so dumb about how obvious it was we should be together”

You laughed, “Well now we can be dumb together”

“No, together we’re smart” 

You laughed loudly, “Oh okay then”

Kurt kissed the side of your head, pulling you closer. And honestly, you had never been more content in your life; you had Amelie and Kurt and everything was perfect.

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Valentines Day - Kurt Wagner x Reader - fluffy

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You had barely had the chance to see Kurt all day, with both of you teaching classes. But now school was over, and you had a date, well, a staying-in-date, not that there was anything wrong with that.

You rushed through the halls of Xavier mansion, clutching a poorly wrapped present in your hands. You were so excited - you and Kurt had gotten together about two weeks after Valentines Day three years ago, unfortunately every year since then one of you had always been called away on a mission, so this was the first time the two of you would get to actually spent the day together.

You knocked on Kurt’s bedroom door, and waited, bouncing a little on the balls of your feet. Quickly the door was opened, to reveal your boyfriend. “Y/N!”

“Kurt” he hugged you tight, grinning.

“Come in” The two of you sat on Kurt’s bed, you with your legs tucked underneath you, Kurt crosslegged. “Happy Valentines Day, Liebling”

“Happy Valentines Day, Kurt. This is for you” you beamed, handing him your gift.

“Thank you, Y/N!” he leant forward and kissed your cheek, before ‘bamfing’ out and back again with a gist bag in his hand, “And this is for you”

“You open yours first, please” you said.

“If you insist”

You nodded and watched as Kurt easily tore into your badly wrapped gift for him. Once he was through the paper, a neat little stack of presents sat in his lap He picked up each present, one after the other. 

The first was in a smaller black box, which he opened eagerly. Inside was a brown leather bracelet, with three separate bands - one each of the bands was a number of black lines, a different amount on each band, representing the date that you had gotten together. Quickly you explained what it mean and watched as a look of awe spread across his face.

He leant forward to hug you again, but you laughed, “At least see the other two first.”

He smiled shyly, and nodded, looking back down to the presents. The next was another box, larger, and one he recognised - his favourite kind of German chocolate.. “Where did you get this?”

“I heard Hank was taking the jet over to Europe for some conference, so I asked him for a favour”

“Aww, you are so sweet, Y/N. I will have to thank Hank later”

“Yeah,” you smiled, “come on, there’s still one left”

He nodded, picking up the last present, a tshirt. It was royal blue, with writing across it in pale blue, ‘#1 best brilliant blue boyfriend”

You grinned, “I got it personally printed for you”

Without a though, Kurt pulled off his own tshirt and pulled on  the new one instead, looking down happily at it. It was a perfect fit. “Thank you, Y/N. Thank you so much, I love you” Now Kurt leant across his bed and wrapped his arms around you. You hugged him tight in return, so pleased that he liked the presents you had bought.

“Now open yours”

“Of course” you grinned. You opened up the sparkily silver bag he’d given you, pulling out a large flat box first. You opened it to reveal a jewelry set, made up of a necklace, a set of long earrings, a set of stud earrings, a bracelet and a ring. Your eyes widened in surprise, “Kurt! This must have been so expensive, I... I don’t know what to say”

He smiled bashfully, “The description said that they were supposed to be arrows bent into hearts, but I thought that they kind of looked like my tail, and I thought you might like that”

“Aww, I love it”

“There is something else, in that bag, Y/N” he smiled.

You looked at him suspiciously for a moment, before reaching back in and pulling out an envelope. You looked back at Kurt for any kind of hint, before opening it up. Inside was a folded sheet of paper, on which was printed a reservation, for a couples retreat in the Rien Valley, in Germany.

You couldn’t speak. You were completely in shock.

“Is is...? Do you like it, Y/N?” he asked nervously.

“Yes! Kurt, that’s fantastic - I just can’t believe that you would do this for me, for us. It’s incredible. It’s perfect” You hugged him tight, curling up against him. “I love you so much, Kurt”

He beamed, “You’re welcome, Liebling”