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Kurt - Blog Posts
IT'S MY MOM AND BROTHER!
I love this fur ball, anyone else?
Its been a long time since I posted last time so here's picture of kurt wearing a short shorts
X-men evo doodles
Why am I drawing Kurt with wings so much? I have no idea, but!
I'm in the making of a fanfic Kurt centric ofc, so i had to doodle a general feeling of it.
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Also have him holding a potato
kurt cobain headers 💨
𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕖 ℝ𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤
Synopsis; After a nightmare brings Kurt's painful memories of the circus flooding back, he seeks comfort in your presence. Through gentle words and unwavering reassurance, you remind him he’s safe, loved, and finally free of his past.
Warnings; None, enjoy kits!
Requested by @hulkingharbor
A soft whimper stirs you from sleep, faint yet unmistakable. Blinking, you sit up, the dim light from the hallway spilling just enough into your room to reveal a figure curled up in the chair by the door. Even in the shadows, the familiar silhouette—his curled tail, his fur-covered arms hugging himself tightly—tells you it’s Kurt.
“Kurt?” you murmur, voice soft so as not to startle him.
He flinches, his head lifting slightly as his golden eyes meet yours, still clouded with remnants of whatever nightmare had him in its grip. His hands shake, gripping his arms as though grounding himself. His voice is barely a whisper. “I… I did not mean to disturb you.”
“You’re not disturbing me,” you say, easing yourself off the bed and crossing the room. Kneeling down in front of him, you reach out, gently resting your hand on his. “Did you have a nightmare?”
He nods, looking away, shame edging his gaze. “It… it was about the circus,” he admits, voice tight with remembered pain. “Sometimes, it still haunts me. The cage, the… the crowds, their faces full of fear and hatred. They treated me like an animal, like a… monster.” His voice cracks, barely able to hold back the shame that lingers from all those years.
You squeeze his hand. “Kurt, you’re not a monster. You never were.”
He closes his eyes, as if the words are something he wants to believe but hasn’t fully accepted. “It was not just their words,” he says, his voice strained. “They—there were nights I would not get food, times I was… punished. I still feel the ache from it sometimes, like phantome in my bones.”
Your heart aches, and without a second thought, you pull him into a gentle embrace, wrapping your arms around him. He tenses, surprised, before finally allowing himself to relax into your touch, his breathing gradually evening out as he settles in your arms.
“They were wrong,” you murmur softly against his shoulder. “Those people were cruel, Kurt. But you’re safe now. You’re with people who care about you, who see you for who you truly are.”
He sighs, his head leaning against you, seeming to absorb every word. “It is… hard to remember that sometimes,” he says softly, his voice vulnerable in a way you’ve rarely heard before. “I know I am here, but… it is easy to feel like I am back there again.”
You run your hand down his back gently, hoping to chase away whatever ghosts linger there. “Then I’ll be here to remind you,” you say firmly. “Whenever you need, I’ll remind you that you’re loved, that you’re worthy of kindness, of respect, of happiness. I won’t let you go back to that place—not in your mind, not ever.”
He looks at you, and this time his gaze holds something like hope. “Danke,” he whispers, voice thick. “I do not know what I have done to deserve someone like you.”
“You don’t have to do anything, Kurt,” you say, giving his hand one last squeeze. “You just have to let yourself be loved. Can you do that?”
After a moment, he nods, leaning into you a little more. For tonight, the shadows from his past fade, and as he drifts back to sleep beside you, his breathing finally at peace, you know he believes—if only a little bit—that he’s safe and loved.
Plz do not copy or translate! -Callme_Bunni
Falling Into Place
Synopsis: While accidentally phased out, you overhear Kurt confiding in someone about his feelings for you, leaving you frozen with shock. As soon as they leave, you phase back to solid form, locking eyes with a very startled Kurt, who realizes you heard every word.
Warnings; None!
Requested by @@hulkingharbor, hope you enjoy!
Ghost mutation!Reader
You had not meant to eavesdrop—it was supposed to be a quick shortcut through the wall. But before you could pull away, you heard Kurt’s voice, softer and more hesitant than usual, drifting from the other side.
“She has my heart,” he was saying quietly, almost to himself. “I cannot help it. I have tried to keep it to myself, but… I want to tell her one day.”
Your breath caught as his words sank in, your mind racing with the impossible thought that he might feel the same way you did. The moment his teammate left, you tried to phase out, but your emotions got the better of you, snapping you back to full form right in the hallway.
Kurt turned, wide-eyed as he saw you standing there, surprise flooding his expression. “You heard?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
You nodded, unable to find the words at first. The warmth in his gaze urged you on, and you finally managed to speak. “Kurt, I feel the same way. I have for a while now.”
Relief washed over him, and a gentle smile spread across his face. “Really? That makes me so happy,” he replied, his voice brightening.
He took a slow step forward and gently reached for your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours, his touch both warm and steady. “I was worried I had waited too long,” he admitted softly.
“There,” he murmured, his gaze steady and sincere. “Now we both know.”
With a tender squeeze, he held your hand close, as if he had been waiting all this time just for this moment by your side.
(I LOVE KURT WAGNER AHHHHHHH-)
Please do not copy or translate! -Callme_Bunni