โขeverything he gets for himself and for other people is stolen (kleptomaniac aah) apart from when it comes to you, your special to him so he saves up till he has enough then buys it for you!
โขwill not let a single person touch, feel or wear his silver jacket in anyway, itโs his and his only itโs like his prized possession (he probably wears it to sleep)
โขdefinitely scared of spiders and in his mums basement thatโs a massive problem so you always find him suddenly at your door begging you to come kill the spiders in his room
โขalthough heโs so fast paced, heโd stop and slowly help old people manage to get across roads or help them home from the shops
โขloves cuddling, will lay in your lap pestering you till you stroke his hair telling him how handsome and sweet he is to you
nsfw head canons (18+ mdni)
โขgenuinely begs for it so bad, he whines like a dog during sex when he isnโt getting what he wants
โขbottom, bottom all the way, his little puppy dog eyes staring up at you just asking to be dominated (the odd time heโs feeling like really really cocky and annoying heโll top you but highly unlikely)
โขhuman vibrator as well all know and love, and he uses that as such a fat advantage, hm lucky yo, no toys just him your gorgeous boy
โขpraise, degradation and mummy kinks for sure, you put him in his place praising him like a good boy as he begs his mummy to help him cum
โขreally into edging when he rarely doms you but as soon as you edge him heโs literally in pieces begging so badly for you to let him cum and when you do itโs real good
Genuinely loved writing my head canons for Peter!! Please reblog n like much appreciated โค๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐ธ
Please ignore those divisors. It's my first time doing them... Ha ha...
Hum! Today I'm here to present something that @xrag-dollx and I have been working on together! Hopefully we'll be able to start publishing it soonโฆ But it depends on our inspiration!
Anywayโฆ It's an Kai AndersonรReader! I hope you like this introduction!
Coming soon...
Pairing: Kai AndersonรFem!Reader
Plot: Kai discovers Tumblr, and without meaning to or wanting to, he discovers you.
Warnings: To be defined. Kai himself is a warning.
AN : Do we like my shitty collage? XD
ยซLook at thisยป, was the message that popped up in the corner of his computer screen, under his sister Winterโs name. It was a link, and curiosity, naturally, won out over staying buried in some Reddit subthread. After all, heโd already been on there for two hours and had nothing to lose.
The screen changed in front of him, and he adjusted his posture while the page loaded. With the laptop resting on his lap, the Tumblr logo appeared in white against a blue background. What followed was a dark humor meme, the kind that actually made him laugh. Winter knew him all too well.
You could say Kaiโs first encounter with Tumblr wasnโt exactly a big deal, but it did catch his attention. Maybe enough to create his own accountโฆ Which he did, by the way.
It was just a silly thing, he had no intention of sticking around, let alone making friends with anyoneโฆ But plans change, donโt they? There are always variables that cause an irregularity, and in this case, the variable was an account he stumbled upon by chance.
Winter was to blame, in a way. She just wanted to share a piece of her life with her older brother and ended up sharing an account she found randomly: ยซJustATumblrGirlยป. Kai must have found it funny to see so muchโฆ pink. Whatever the case, that was his variable; you were the irregularity that made him stay.
Whatโs going to happen the moment you start interacting with that new follower?
boyfriend!kyle loves to pamper you; whether you're on your period, having headaches or just feeling sad, you're his priority and Kyle is doing everything to make you feel good.
boyfriend!kyle loves long cuddles. His own 'favourite spot' is you massaging his scalp or drawing slow, lazy pattern over his skin.
boyfriend!kyle is there for you if you need any help either with your homework or a school project.
boyfriend!kyle admires everything on you. Your eyes, your hair, the way you dress up, the way you talk, even the way you walk, it makes you perfect.
boyfriend!kyle protects you at all cost. His frat boys bullying you? Not with Kyle. You walking home alone at night? Not without Kyle. You seeing a big, fat spider in your room? call him and he's there to remove it.
boyfriend!kyle likes helping you with the housework, teamwork makes the dream work <3
It had been several months since I had first arrived here. Peter had taken his time to tell me as much stuff about the world as he could. I can even find my way around the mansion on my own now. None of the other students have asked too many questions about me and everyone seems rather nice, but I still like to stay with my small group. Jubilee told me its called a 'clique'.
We were sitting under our tree by the lake, not quite knowing what to do with ourselves.
"I say we just watch a movie" Scott suggested.
"Na. Arcade man." Peter demanded, he looked at me and winked, probably because he knows I can never beat him at Ms. Pacman.
"What about the mall? I could really use a new jacket." Jubilee thought aloud.
"The what?" I don't think ive ever heard of this before.
"Wait, have I, I mean have we never taken you to the mall before." Peter asked. Scott laughed so Kurt stepped in and pointed out that he never used to know what it was either. So I guess that was that decided then. There's a first time for everything I suppose.
After about an hour of looking around the mall I saw it. It was gorgeous, yet somehow familiar. It was the most beautiful dress I think I had ever seen. A light blue colour with a black ribbon and black lining, it reminded me of something a doll would wear.
Wait. A doll. I had a doll. A tear rolled down my cheek as the sliver of a possible memory came back to me.
"Are you alright Crystal?" Peter stood next to me in front of the shop window.
"Yeah I'm fine. Just admiring the dress." I reply trying to sneakily dry my eyes.
"You should get it, you're beautiful, I mean the dress is beautiful. Not that you're not beautiful I mean.... um" He stopped in his tracks and looked at me as if the words were going to jump up in front of him.
"I don't have any money" he was just about to say something when Kurt appeared and suggested we get something to eat. So off we went to the food court.
"Why don't we eat lunch outside today?" Peter asked me, well, more like he told me. Since the incident in the hallway ive been bringing all of my food straight to my room.
"Because people will stare at me. I'm the new girl that cried in the corridor for no reason. I'm settled now, I don't want to ruin anything Peter."
"But you still have to meet my friends. Come on, no one cares if you got a little upset or a little scared." He made a pouty face which was just the cutest thing. I couldn't resist that face.
"Fine"
He picks me up and runs to the gardens. Its a lovely day and children of different ages are dotted around the grounds eating their lunch. We walk to a group of five students sitting under a large tree, three girls and two boys, one of which was hanging from the tree..... by his tail.
"Hey guys long time no see." Peter greeted his friends.
"Hey man, we were starting to get worried. Is this her?" asked a boy in odd looking glasses.
"Yeah this is Crystallia. She's still getting to know how things work around here but we thought it was time to introduce her to some new people."
"Sup, I'm Scott. I'm leader of our pack."
"Shut up Scott. Just ignore him, he likes to think hes cooler than us. That's a cool name. Mines Jubilation Lee but everyone calls me Jubilee." Wow. Peter was right these people do seem nice.
"I'm Ororo but you can call me Storm."
"Jean" I shake hands with the pale girl but as soon as our hands touch she flinches away. She looks into my eyes as if I had done something terrible. As if she new. All of a sudden there was a flash of blue and the creature that was hanging upside down from the tree was standing next to me. I reach out to shake his hand.
"Crystallia" I introduce myself
"Kurt Wagner. I apologise if I frightened you. I'm a teleporter. If I continue to sneak up on you please tell me and I will try to do it less frequently." What a polite boy.
After talking about lessons I think I was accepted as one of the group. Everybody was talking as though I had always been there. Peter and Scott kept pulling lumps of grass and seeing who could get the most on Jubilee's back before she noticed.
"What are you doing to her?" Storm starts brushing down her confused friends back.
"Calm down ok its just a little game." as Peter and Scott laughed to one another, Storm's eyes turn white. As small tornado appears and swept up the loose grass hurtling it into the two boys faces. "Hey, whats the big idea."
Everyone laughed except me who was just fascinated by the power my new friend had. "That was amazing." I couldn't help but say it. I've never gotten to see many other powers.
"If you think that's good you should see when she makes the whole sky change." Jean says with a smile.
"So you control the weather?" Storm nods. I turn to Jean and ask what she can do, still a bit worried that she doesn't like me.
"I'm telepathic like the professor but no where near as powerful. Scott has lasers shooting out of his eyes, hence the glasses and Jubilee throws plasma balls."
"That's all so cool. I had no idea that there were so many amazing abilities in the world."
"Well what about you?" Scott asked, leaning back on his hands. "What can you do Crystallia?"
"I control the elements." Everyone seemed interested in this.
"Could you show us?" Storm wondered. I wasn't too sure what to do so I simply imitated the small tornado she had previously conjured up. Peter cut in,
"Come on we've already seen that. Show us something new. I know you can Crystal."
I straightened up and looked around me. The lake was a short distance behind me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I raised my hand and gestured up. Some water from the lake mocked my gesture and travelled towards us and travelled into Kurt's empty glass.
"Thank you." He said politely. Everyone clapped their hands. That felt good. Being appreciated for what I can do. I wanted to show them more. I place both of my hands over the patch of dirt between Scott and Peter. Slowly, little sprouts of grass rose from the ground. I concentrated harder and a small flower popped up.
"Beautiful" Jubilee marvelled as she picked the flower. "Can you show us more?" I thought hard, then placed my hands on the floor either side of me. Nothing happened for a moment and my new friends began exchanging glances.
Then, the ground beneath us shook. The movement became more and more intense and everyone stood except for me. The large tree we were sitting under began to lift from the ground, the roots came up with it, one by one they slowly escaped the dirt.
"Ok Crystal I think that's enough now." Peter said with a small laugh. I didn't move. Looking more concerned he demanded "Crystal put it back" But I didn't hear him. I was concentrating on releasing the tree from the Earth so hard that I could no longer remember why I was doing it. "Crystal stop!!!!"
My eyes shot open. There was a large crash as the tree fell back down, some roots were still in the ground. Peter was knelt infront of me with one hand on my shoulder.
"Come on guys. I think lunch is nearly over we better get going now." Jubilee drew everyone's attention away from the small drama. We all walked back to the mansion talking as if nothing had happened, Peter staying close to me the whole way.
โฐโโค pairing: Quicksilver x fem!reader
โฐโโค word count: 1.9K
โฐโโค summary: Peter has a size kink and fucks you over it.
โฐโโค w a r n i n g s: 18+, shameless SMUT, female reader, no use of y/n, established relationship, descriptions of reader's body/size (reader is shorter than Peter so shorter than 5'10"), size kink (height, hand and cock size), kissing, dry humping, handjobs, fucking, p in v.
โฐโโค a/n: requested by anonymous!! banners by @/apollagraphics, @/dollywons and @/uzmacchiato. as always, do not feed my work into ai, or use it for chatbot prompts.
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"Well, I mean, you're a big guy. It was one of the first things I noticed about youโฆ y'know. Aside from being a total dork." It's a hot summer day, and an ice cream date sounded like the perfect plan. You take another lick of your cone, trying to catch the creamy, white drips before they happen. It's erotic in nature, but you aren't paying attention to that. Peter watches you, his eyes flitting to your skilled mouth every few seconds. He'd finished his, and unlike you, didn't take his time with it.ย
You aren't sure how you two got on the topic of size, but your boyfriend seemsย immediatelyย invested in the conversation.The way he straightens up and locks his attention on you catches you off guard. You give him a funny look, your brow quirked, and mouth pulled to one side. "What're you lookin' at me like that for?"ย
Peter smirks and steps in front of you, stopping you from walking any further. He looks down at you, reaching for your hand, his fingertips ghosting the edge of it. "Say that again, would ya?"ย
"Whatโฆ?" You look up at him with your big wide eyes, and take another lick of the ice cream. "Say what?"ย
He squints at you, trying to decipher if you're being purposefully naive or if you truly don't know. "The first part."ย
You pause to think over what you just said. "That you're aโฆbig guy?"
He rolls his eyes back and lets out the lowest groan.ย
"It's not my faultโฆ you're just soโฆ"ย
He swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat. He intentionally straightens his posture, rolling his shoulders back to widen the breadth of his frame. That's how he wasโpainfully dorky, but somehow full of cocky energy. "Small."ย
You furrow your brows and scrunch up your face. "What'sย thatย supposed to mean?"ย
"Naaah, c'mon babe, I didn't mean it in a bad wayโฆ I justโฆ" Peter runs his hand along the side of your left arm, down to your hand. He quickly interlaces his fingers with yours, and lifts it to eye level. Though the feeling is already completely enveloping, you take it a step further, and extend your fingers, stretching your palm in mid-air. Peter's lips twist into another smirk, knowingly, and he brings his palm up, pressing it flush against yours. The tips of your fingers meet the middle joint of hisโenough that he can bend the tips of his fingers over the tops of yours. Their size dwarfs yours entirely.ย
He lets out another deep groan, and tilts his head back, his silver strands shimmering in the bright, afternoon sun. "โฆdrives meย crazy."ย
Suddenly hyperaware of your surroundings again, you slap at his t-shirt-clad chest. "Peter! Are you insane!? We're in public."ย
"Easy fix."ย
And just like that, your feet are off the ground, his arms are around you, and your world is nothing but streaks. Blurry visuals pass you by, moving at speeds that your brain can't even comprehend. The ice cream isn't in your hand anymore, and you feel bad for the person who is inevitably going to step in it, wherever it lies on the sidewalk. Moving at Mach speed isย normalย for him, but for you it's jarring. He knows this, and always supports your neck, either from behind or by tucking it into the crook of his neck. This time, you're nestled against his neck, inhaling the boyish smell of him. You close your eyes to avoid getting nauseous, and just let him carry you wherever he wantsโas you always do. Your sundress flutters helplessly in the breeze, and before you know it, you hear a door open. He took you home.ย
Compared to you, he really was big. He was big, and he was strong, and you were so tiny and easy to maneuver. You feel weightless, zipping through the air, until a few seconds later, your back hits Peter's mattress with a bounce. The springs squeak under your combined weight. You blink, and he's in nothing, towering over you with a hand on either side of your head. Inevitably, your gaze wanders, sweeping over him. His broad frame hovers over yours, and you can see the lean muscle that riddles his body. His cock bobs heavily between your bodies, the tip already glistening with pre-cum.ย
"Hey."
The inside of your stomach is currently being battered by butterflies, and you answer in a very controlled squeak. "Hi."ย
Peter's brain moves at one hundred miles a minute, always. You know that, and that's why when his mouth envelops yours, his hands snap to your hips, gathering your sundress up at the waist so he can feel your skin, you don't protest. He always moved fast. You let his hands rove your body with a hungry sense of urgency while his tongue explores your mouth heatedly. He's pouring it all into that kiss, and you can't help but moan into his open lips.ย
He always tasted like adrenalineโyou aren't sure what that tasted like, but if there was a taste to it, Peter would be it. Sometimes, the taste was mixed with whatever soda he was drinking, but it was always like licking a battery.ย
You focus on the individual feelings: his body pressing into yours, slotted between your thighs, his hips rutting against your center, his cockhead catching on the cotton fabric of your underwear with each thrust. Peterย lovedย to hump you, furiously grinding his boner against you like two teenagers in the backseat.
After a few minutes, you break away from the kiss, breathless, and look into his dark eyes.ย
Your hand trails over the curve of his shoulder and the lines of his bicep before they dip down between your bodies. On the next upward thrust of his hips, you close your fingers around his cock. He chokes out a breath, both ragged and shocked. He lifts himself up on his hands, and looks down between your bodies, locked on what you're doing.ย
You know what Peter's seeing. What his coal-dark eyes are focusing so hard on. The visual of his swollen cock slipping in and out of yourย tinyย fist, pre-cum leaking from the flushed, velvet-soft tip, dribbling down over your delicate fingers with each pass. It makes his cock look evenย bigger. Slack-jawed as he watches, he lets out a pathetic sounding whimper.ย
Something that he only does when he'sย really turned on. Oh boy.ย
You tighten your grip on his shaft, and he does itย again. This time, it's louder. He grips the side of the mattress until his knuckles turn white. You feel the dip next to your head, and bite your lip.
"Peeeeter," you murmur, excitedly.ย
It takes him a second to answer, to unlock his gaze from the lewd sight happening below him. "Yeah-huh?"ย
You draw circles on his naked chest with your free hand, trailing down the middle line of his abdomen. "โฆum, you're really worked up today."ย
He exhales hard, the air vibrating his lips. "Well,ย yeah! You talkin' about how big I am. You do it all the time, too, when we'reโฆ y'knowโฆ doin' it."ย
"I do?"ย
"Yeah, watch."
In a flash, your underwear are off and resting on his dresser. He presses the head of his dick against your entrance, breaching it just enough to get a reaction. The hot sting of his girth makes you back your hips into the mattress, and press both your hands on his pecs.ย
"Peter, Peter,ย waitโ"
A cocky little grin splits his face, like already knows that answer, but he wants to hear you say it. "Why?"ย
"โฆmmmf, too big, you can't justโ"ย
Just what he wanted to hear. He grins. Leans down, the head still nestled between your folds, and peppers a few knowing kisses against your open, panicked mouth. "Too big, huh?"ย
You blink, realizing what he's done and why. Maybe youย didย bring up his size a lot, which explains why he's got such a thing for it. You kiss him back, biting down on his bottom lip until he hisses.
"You know I love how big you areโฆ butโฆ" You pause, spreading your legs wider on the mattress, exposing your glistening cunt to him. "โฆtake it easy, speedster."ย
Like a good boy, he does. He grips himself in his hand, and rubs the head against your folds for a minute or so, bumping it against your sensitive clit. When he slides against your entrance, you brace for impact by gripping him around his neck. The dull ache of his cock as it slides in; the way his head quite literallyย popsย inside makes you bite down on the cushion of your bottom lip.ย
He's careful with you, but you can tell he's painfully eager to bottom out. He's practically vibrating above you with anticipation, with need. Buried about three-fourths of the way, he adjusts his position so he can take hold of your hips, anchoring you to the bed.ย
You can feel every ridge and vein of his cock as it presses against your slick walls. The burn turns into aย want, and you fight against his grip to buck your hips up, taking the rest of him in. Peter forcibly bottoms out with a whine, and you gasp out a string of expletives. He hovers there for a minute, revelling in the way your insides hug him, before he withdraws slowly. The pull of you is intoxicating, and makes his dark eyes roll back in his head. "Fuck, wowโฆ"ย
"โฆso big, so bigโฆ. f-fuck me, pleaseโฆ"ย
That pulls another whine from his mouth. You felt his cock twitch inside you at the praise, and you consciously clenched around him.ย
"Heh. Hooo, babe. Your wish is my command."ย
He begins to roll his hips into you over and over again, finding a dizzying rhythm very quickly. Bless him; he always tries to take things slow, but it's damn near impossible for him, every time. It takes him a nanosecond to speed up to a nearly incomprehensible pace, hammering his hips against yours. The bedroom is filled with a slick, slapping of your bodies, and the combined melody of your wanton cries and his grunts and whines. He's close.ย
Peter splays his fingers out over your abdomen, pressing down on it gently. You knowย whatย he feels. His muscles lift, tightening at the feeling of himself beneath his palm. That's all him.ย
"No, it's okayโฆ" you shake your head, reassuring him. "Right there, Peter, fuck meโฆ fuck meโฆ"ย
He doubles down on his efforts, drilling his cock into you as deep as he can. Sweat coats your bodies, and you wrap your legs around his hips, pulling him further into you as you feel your muscles go rigid with a telling tightness.ย
The coil inside you snaps abruptly, and you see stars, the edge of your vision going blurry. Your back arches up, and Peter slides an arm underneath you, pressing you against his body in a fluid motion. He follows your orgasm with his own, and pumps the hot, white ropes of his release into you. You hear him cry out through gritted teeth, and you watch, enraptured, as he bucks himself into you, milking himself to get every last drop out.ย
His hips slow to a stop, but he stays buried inside you for a moment before finally pulling out, and rolling over onto his side. He supports his head with one hand, looking at you with the most casual, playful expressionโlike he wasn't justย fuckingย your brains out.
"I just feel like she needs someone to look out for her you know. She already trusts me, I just think this way it will be more comfortable for her"
I was talking with the professor in his office. Crystal starts class for the first time tomorrow and shes a little worried about being around so many people.
"I understand that this is daunting for her and I share your concerns Peter. I'm just afraid that putting her in every class with you may make her dependant on you. She needs to learn to rely on herself." Xavier tried to explain to me in simple terms.
"Then lets compromise. Put her in some classes with me. I can help to keep her comfortable, and introduce her to others. Then the rest of the time shes on her own. Ease her into it, don't just throw her into the deep end, shes been through a lot."
"So shes told you?" He seemed slightly surprised.
"not everything. That's up to her." The professor raised his head and smiled at me.
"Well in that case, I will arrange for you to escort her on her first day to every class. From there onwards she will only share a few subjects with you. Which reminds me, I hear you haven't been attending some lessons again."
"Bye professor. Thanks for understanding."
The next day I waited outside Crystal's room as she got ready for her first actual day. She opened the door, books in hand with the most beautifully large smile on her face.
"well someone looks excited."
"I am. Ive heard so much about schools but I cant remember ever going to one. Ill get to know so much it will be amazing."
"Glad you see it that way Crystal. You're a little early, everyone will start getting to their own classes soon." I'm kinda worried about her. Shes never been around this many people in her life, a crowded hallway isn't going be the best thing in the world for her. Shes always been careful to go looking around while everyone is learning or something. Now all that's gonna change.
A little kid came running round the corner, then another. Then a group of girls. Then a whole heard of students raced for the stairs. Crystal stopped in her tracks. A look of pure terror on her face, like a deer in the headlights. I grabbed her and ran to math before we got crushed.
"Everything alright?"
"Yeah" That smile was so fake.
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The clock ticked. Why is time so god damn slow? Five minutes till this crap is over and I can get out of here and see if Crystal survived her first subject without me.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
I ran out sending papers flying from the desk. I looked around the hallway but it was too full.
"Hey have you seen the new girl?" I asked everyone I saw. It slowly started to empty and I ran calling her name. I was about to go up the stairs to check her room, but then I heard something. A sniffle.
"Crystallia?..... Crystal?"
"Peter?" She was hiding in the space under the stairwell. Her eyes were red and puffy. Tears stained her cheeks. She was violently shaking.
"Its ok. I'm here. I'm here." I held her there until she calmed down.
"There were so many people. I didn't know where I was going"
"shhhhh. shh shh shh. You're ok. You're safe. ive got you..... ive got you"
after being acquainted with kyle at college, you find him upset in his dorm when you try returning something he had accidentally left behind with you.
tags/warnings: pre-death!kyle x reader (platonic or not platonic is your choice!!), angst, hurt/comfort, very small implications of kyleโs sa (so i consider it dddne!!)
wc: approx. 830 words || oneshot!! (not proofread)
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Sneaking into Kyle's dorm at midnight and trying to return the book you borrowed from him was the last thing you wanted to do that night. Your eyes were already trying to close on their own by the time you finished taking notes, but you needed to get the book back to him because you knew he needed it the next morning.
Being caught wasnโt a very big concern of yours since most of the dorms seemed to be emptyโthough the emptiness did seem a bit odd to you.
The drowsiness made you instinctively go to open the door first despite knowing that the dorm was likely locked; it was a bit of a surprise when the door actually creaked open and you were able to peer into the darkness. Almost immediately you noticed that something was very off. There were no lights on, not a single lamp, so that only the room was only weakly lit up by moonlight. The second thing you noticed was the figure that was sitting on one of the beds curled up and shaking like a leaf. There was a soft sniffling that cut through the silence, and when his head turned, you could see just a glimmer of his eye all sparkly with tears.
โKyle?โ You murmured quietly, closing the door behind you.
He didnโt reply, simply stared and curled further into himself like he was afraid youโd hurt him. You didnโt know why he was afraid or what had happened to make him so alertโit made alarm bells ring in your head. Youโd never seen him so tense and upset before. Kyle continued to stare at you with wide eyes as you slowly stepped closer to him, worried that he might close himself off from you if you frightened him too much. When you were close enough to properly see him, you now noticed that he was drunk, really drunk. You also noticed the slight redness beneath his eye, the early beginnings of a bruise. By mistake, you went to reach for his face to see the bruising clearer when he flinched.
He backed away from you into the corner of the bed furthest away from you, โDonโt touch me!โ
โHey, hey, no, Iโm sorry, Iโm not gonna do anything.โ You frantically remarked, shaking your head.
โStay away, stay awayโฆโ Kyleโs voice muffled into his sleeve as he hid his face in his knees.
You could feel the fear radiating off of him; it was shocking how small he looked now, how he was just a sobbing, shaking and terrified young man.
โOkay, Iโm not going toโฆ to move any closer, okay?โ You reassured; keeping your distance was the only way he wasnโt going to freak out on you. โI just want to know whatโs wrong. What happened, Kyle?โ
He simply shook his head, blonde locks still damp from whatever had happened to him earlier that night. Now that you noticed that, you noticed how cold he seemed to be as well, like someone had poured water all over him. Though that was the least of your concerns when he was acting this way.
โKyle, please, you donโt have to be scared to tell me things.โ You wanted to move closer but held yourself back. โI want to know how I can help you.โ
โIt doesnโt matterโฆโ His voice came out all shaky. โThey were making us drink tons andโand they were making us do things we didnโt want to.โ
โThey? Whoโs they? What was happening?โ
โWe were getting initiated.โ Kyle continued, voice cracking again. โThey wanted us to takeโtake our clothes off, and Iโฆ I justโฆ couldnโtโฆโ
His voice caught in his throat as he tried to hold back the sobs, but he couldnโt keep the tears from falling. Kyle held himself like he might just fall apart right there.
โI cโcanโtโ please, I canโt.โ Kyle babbled through wails. โI donโt want to.โ
โYou donโt have to, Kyle.โ You whispered back.
He was so petrified you thought you may never be able to calm him down.
โPlease donโt go.โ He muttered, suddenly coming closer. His arms wrapped around you tightly and he cried into your shoulderโhe was incoherent in his crying, but he kept pleading, kept apologizing, kept telling you that he shouldโve been tougher. You didnโt move an inch. Not when Kyle so desperately needed someone to help hold him together and listen so that his words wouldnโt disappear into the night like none of his meant anything.
You didnโt need to speak any longer, all you wantedโ needed to do was to be there for him. And he cried his heart out through the night stuck in a half dazed and drunk headspace until eventually the two of you fell asleep together, his head resting on your chest. The only thing left was the echo of the frat parties still raging along the campuses that couldnโt pop that little bubble of comfort inside that dorm room.
a/n: hi everyone, ive been feeling so off recently regarding my mental health but gosh writing this helped me so much and being able to pour it into kyle surprisingly made me feel relieved. i didnt know that could actually happen ๐ญ๐ญ so i figured out writing definitely does help with putting your feelings into something that wonโt completely consume you or harm you so thatโs great. anyways, ily all for reading and supporting me, thanks guys!!!!!
"So Crystal? You settling in alright" the silver haired boy asked.
"I think I am actually. I think for the first time for as long as I can remember.... I actually feel calm; safe."
"That's great to hear. When I first came here I was constantly getting lost, but you get used to it. It's nice to be away from mom sometimes too but you know, still miss her sometimes. Especially my sister." I gave a fake smile. It was nice that he had a sister and a mother, a family, its just not something I want to think about right now. "oh man, sorry. I know you didn't ask, its just that's the typical thing you say when you introduce yourself. Lets just change the subject."
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"So you're fast?" Finally the silence was broken.
"Yeah, but like it may sound boring but its a lot cooler than that. I can think pretty fast too and do stuff with molecules and stuff." I just looked at him really confused. "i can speed up the molecules in an object and make it explode."
"That's amazing"
"I know right. So what do you do? Come on, what you in for?"
"i can control the elements. The professor told me that many people believe that to mean strictly earth, water, wind and fire but its a bit less specific than that."
"how so?"
"Well its more like solid, liquid, gas, and plasma. I can connect to them. Find the components that make them and manipulate them. Hence why I was at that horrible place. Strictly speaking it means I can manipulate just about anything, so they ran experiments to weaponise it."
"I hope you don't mind me asking but... how long had you been in there?" How the hell am I supposed to answer that. All I could do was change the subject again.
"Look. A pond." I ran over to the glistening water and immediately dipped my feet in. It was cold. When Peter tried to dip his toes in he immediately flinched. "i can fix that" I lent forward and gently touched the tips of my fingers to the surface of the water. The warmth surrounded me and Peter happily sat there seeming pretty impressed that I can do something so simple as to warm water up.
"you know what would make this perfect right now" he vanished for a second then immediately returned carrying something. "ice cream." Huh? "What you never had ice cream before?" I shake my head. "well try it. Its great I promise"
I hesitate as I slowly try some. "Oh my goodness" I savour the taste. This is amazing. How does food like this even exist. Peter looks at me and simply smiles as I continue to eat my 'iced cream'.
I woke up not knowing what to do. I walked around what was now my room, taking in my surroundings. I walked over to a door at the side of the room. A bath. oh my god actual running water. And a shower. This is so exciting considering that the only time I experienced such a thing was with the weekly hose down at the base.
After washing I chose some clothes from the pile that Raven had bought me last night. They were clean and smelt great. This whole experience was amazing. So much to take in. I looked out at the view of the gardens that seemed to stretch for miles. That was where I belong, with nature; this place has everything. I think ive finally found a place I like. A place I want to stay.
The next day I decided to look around the rest of the building, mainly the gardens. Everything was quiet so everyone must be in lessons. As soon as my feet came into contact with the grass I removed my shoes. I took in a deep breath of the clean warm air.
I walked as far as I could, until I just had to sit down. I layed back on the ground and stretched out my arms feeling the grass between my fingers.
Wait, wheres the sun gone? I opened my eyes to see what was blocking my light. Or should I say who. I shot to my feet with a scream, knowing I was too far from the building for anyone to hear. I prepared to run.
"woah woah woah. It's ok. I'm from the school." Of course he was, who else would it be. The professor said that this was a safe place. "What? not even a thank you?" said the boy.
"Thank you?"
"You're welcome" he replied with a cocky smile.
"No I meant that I don't understand. Do I have to thank you for scaring me?" I'm so confused.
"I think you'll find that I was the one that rescued you." I tried to interject explaining that it was actually Raven and Hank. "Yeah yeah yeah, well I guess they helped. The Professor asked me to tag along, I think he was trying to get rid of me cause ive been kinda bored lately, I don't know. Guess you cant remember though since you were a little busy being kinda knocked out. Hope it didn't hurt too bad, but it looks like its already started to heal up nicely. You were really light by the way. Like carrying air. Not that that's a bad thing I mean I guess it means you might be able to stomach the crappy food here with a little more enjoyment than I do" he laughs. This guy speaks so fast, its a wonder I can even understand him.
"You were outside my room when I got here"
"Yeah, wanted to see if you'd calmed down, heard you tried to take down Raven."
"Yeah well I guess this all kind of got me by surprise." I couldn't help but let out a small laugh.
"You know I didn't expect you to be British, even though that's where we found you. I expected New York for some reason. So whats your name anyway? I'm Peter."
"Crystallia"
"Well that's... original. Cant exactly say ive heard it before. So Crystal, I'm ditching class at the moment so why don't you say we take a walk?"
"Crystal?"
"Yeah. Your eyes kinda got a little sparkle to em. Sorta works out well."
"Yes. Id love to go for a walk with you. It'll be nice to talk to someone new"
I open my eyes, what must be many hours later. Where am I now? Rows of beds surround me in a large room, each one surrounded by a curtain. My head hurts but all I can focus on is getting out of here. I exit the nearest door and find myself in an empty corridor.
10 minutes later I'm still walking through a maze of empty corridors. Surly this big door is an exit, it has to be. I'm weak but manage to push the huge slab of wood in front of me.
"Good timing my dear, I was about to send someone to fetch you" the man behind the desk said.
I turned to leave but the door slammed in my face. "Before I begin to explain myself I would first like to apologise for the stress this transition has already put you through. Just know that nobody in this institution means to do you harm. No one wants to sell you. No one wants to experiment on you."
That last statement peaked my interest. "Then why am I here? There has to be a reason. I'm so confused and I demand an explanation. Where are the guards? Where am I?"
"There are no guards here. My name is Professor Charles Xavier, and you are in my school for the gifted. Gifted in ways such as yourself." I look in confusion. "Mutants. I understand that you have been locked away for a long time and may not know much about life, however I know you know about human and mutant conflict. Here at my school we aim to rescue and protect the mutant population as well as taking on students to learn how to control their powers. Everyone is in a lesson at the moment so I'm afraid I wont be able to introduce you to anyone."
This... this is real. His face is so honest, his eyes speak truth. He reminds me of an old cell mate. This thought brings a tear to my eye. I nod, to show in some way that I am beginning to understand.
"First things first, whats your name my dear?"
"i don't have one" I reply looking to the floor.
"now we both know that this isn't true. You're safe here you can tell me."
"Crys.....Crystallia..... but how did you-"
"I'm telepathic, I can see into your mind" he responds without moving his lips. "And I am incredibly looking forward to helping you gain full power of your talents. That way you may feel confident about protecting yourself in the future."
"thank you" I run round the desk and throw my arms around the man, without being able to control myself, I burst into tears.
"oh, well uh. You're welcome Crystallia" he says patting me on the back. I don't really think he gets many reactions similar to mine. There is a knock at the door and the Professor gestures to the door to open. "You have already met Hank, try not to be angry with him for the tranquiliser, you were a bit jumpy at the time. He will take you to your room."
"Thank you so much" I exit following Hank. We walk up the stairs and through several corridors before he pulls out a key and unlocks a door. Behind me there is a sudden gust of wind causing me to turn around. Standing before me was a boy. He had the most amazing silver hair. He smiled at me, then in a blink, he was gone.
Ouch!. Ahh my head. I slowly sit up, opening my eyes. "AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!". Blue she was blue. A blue woman, or at least i think its a woman. I looked around frantically. Where the hell am i? Buttons and chairs with belts, i hate chairs with belts. Bad experiences. I scramble backwards away from whoever was infront of me.
"Where am i?!?" i scream in their direction. I dont even try to put on a brave face. Tears are already pouring from my eyes. "whats happening?"
"It's ok. You're ok. You're safe now" the blue woman with yellow eyes explained.
"No. What? No. Whats happening. where am i. what is this place. who are you" The panic had already set in. I step back feeling a wall behind me, not taking my eyes off of her, i use the wall to stand.
"you're ok here. trust me. My name is Raven. We're here to take you to a place where you wont be hurt. You're on a plane to America."
"i dont believe you." i launch myself at her. I have to get out of here. what if they take me to the other base that the guards kept talking about. I had been threatened with it before. The blue woman fought back, grabbing me to hold me down. I get away, running to the large window infront of me. "no" i mutter. Clouds. Nothing but clouds. Flying. I really am on a plane. That means i cant get out. Everything went dark.
"what was that?" Raven asked.
"Small tranquiliser. In case of an emergency" Hank replied. "That dosage should last around six hours. Looks like we have four left which works out ok i guess"
"what about-"
"oh the Professor already contacted me, he got back a while ago. Guess he can beat the jet."
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