#ch; kurt wagner

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Hey guys just remembered “when you wake from this earthly slumber, my friend, look for me and I will be waiting for you, radiant and with open arms”

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Kurt Wagner in Uncanny X-Men #3 (2024), art by David Marquez. - requested by anonymous.

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Uncanny X-Men (2024) #3

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Lance barely had time to register the movement—a sharp, wild jerk of Kurt’s tail, a violent thrash of muscle beneath him—before everything around him collapsed inward.

The room vanished, his stomach plummeting as the world twisted and folded inside out, reality warping in on itself so violently that for half a second there was nothing—no weight, no air, no sound—just suffocating darkness, thick and absolute, pressing into his ribs, his skull, his bones.

Everything slammed back in at once.

The wind roared past his ears, deafening, a violent rush of air slamming against him as they plummeted, weightless and uncontrolled, faster than his mind could process, too fast to grasp, too fast to stop. Lance barely processed the gut-wrenching drop, the weightlessness that clung to his ribs, the way his skin prickled from the cold air tearing past him—because he wasn’t alone.

Kurt was thrashing, his body twisting violently, muscles coiled tight as his teeth bared in a feral snarl, wild-eyed and lunging with raw, desperate instinct.

Lance felt the snap of fangs just shy of his face, the air crackling from how close they came to his skin. Kurt wasn’t trying to escape anymore—he was trying to bite.

But Lance’s grip never faltered, not through the teleport, not through the stomach-churning weightlessness of being ripped through dimensions, not even as every nerve in his body screamed in protest, his muscles locking up from the sheer force of it all, his breath catching in his throat as the world twisted and reformed around him in an instant that felt like an eternity. 

His mind reeled, struggling to make sense of it, but still, his fingers stayed clenched tight around Kurt’s tail, refusing to let go, even as Kurt lashed out, desperate and unhinged, fighting like a cornered animal, his hands scraping against Lance’s jacket, legs kicking wildly, breath coming in harsh, frantic bursts. The raw panic in Kurt’s glowing eyes made it terrifyingly clear—he wasn’t thinking, he wasn’t planning, he was just trying to get away.

He didn’t dare look down, didn’t dare let go, didn’t dare think about the moment of impact, because whether they hit the ground or not, Lance was taking Kurt with him.

BAMF

The darkness swallowed them whole. Then—They were falling. Again.

This time, Lance knew—this wasn’t just blind panic, wasn’t just instinct taking over. This was calculated. Deliberate. Kurt wasn’t running anymore; he was fighting. He was using the teleport, not as an escape, but as a weapon, a last-ditch effort to throw Lance off, to send him spiraling into open air, to rip him free by force. If Kurt thought that was going to work—he was dead fucking wrong.

Kurt lunged again, twisting violently, a snarl tearing from his throat as his fangs snapped dangerously close, missing only because Lance jerked his head back at the last second. Too close. The sound of teeth clashing together sent a primal jolt of adrenaline down his spine, but Lance didn’t loosen his grip—not for a second. Kurt was writhing in his hold, a blur of fur and muscle and desperation, his fangs snapping dangerously close, each lunge more frantic than the last, his entire body twisting and jerking in a wild, unrelenting effort to throw Lance off.

BAMF

They spun as they fell, locked in freefall like eagles mid-strike, limbs tangled, breath stolen by gravity’s pull. The wind howled past them, pressure building in Lance’s ears. Kurt was snarling beneath him, furious and wild, but Lance clung like a vice.

This was backfiring—Kurt realized it too late.

Lance wasn’t letting go.

Another teleport—he was going to try it again—

But Lance moved first.

With a guttural shout, he jerked them midair, using the momentum to twist their trajectory. His arm locked around Kurt’s wrist, yanking it back, and in one smooth, brutal motion, Lance threw his weight forward, bracing his knee and slamming it down hard into Kurt’s shoulder—pinning it flat across his shoulder blades.

BAMF

They hit the floor like stones dropped from the sky. The guest room snapped back into focus around them—wooden boards slamming into ribs, smoke curling through the air, the sting of sulfur sharp in their throats. They tumbled, tangled and disoriented, until Lance managed to wrench control back with brute force.

By the time they skidded to a halt, Lance had him.

Kurt was face-down beneath him, body twisting, tail flailing in sharp, erratic bursts. But Lance had his right arm pinned behind his back, his right knee driven firmly between Kurt’s shoulder blades, his full weight bracing him down. He hooked one ankle behind Kurt’s tail, locking it to the floor.

“GET OVER HERE AND HELP ME PIN HIM!” Lance shouted, breath ragged, voice tearing from his throat as he fought to keep Kurt down. He glanced up just long enough to register the stunned faces in the room.

Tabitha was frozen mid-step, eyes wide. “Okay, what the actual—”

“NOW!” Lance snapped, hauling Kurt’s arm higher. Kurt hissed, his eyes blazing, mouth pulled back in a snarl.

Toad ducked low, instincts kicking in fast. He darted wide, nimble and quick, skidding in beside Lance as he wrapped both arms around Kurt’s legs, pinning them with his full weight even as they kicked.

Tabitha circled in from the left, but barely made it a step before Kurt twisted violently beneath them, his spine arching up in a whipcord jolt, his fangs snapped toward her ankle, fast and vicious.

“Shit—!” She jolted back instinctively, stumbling out of reach.

For a second, she hovered there—hesitating, wide-eyed, not sure if she wanted to get any closer to the thing growling and writhing beneath Lance’s knee.“TABITHA!” Lance barked, voice cracking with strain. “Now!”

-Living a lie for a while, Ch 19

[brw]

Hank why are you calling Kurt dear. Is there something you want to share with the class.

Uncanny X-Men #502, written by Matt Fraction

[btlyus]

(ignore the Jubilee) i really loved how Kurt turned out at the end! :DD he looks so adorable tbh. hope y'all like it as much as i do.

[hopedefined]

anon said: Kurt is a monster, he doesn’t deserve to live. He is an abomination! | insult people my muse cares for (always accepting)

"My brother is one of the best men I've ever met. Despite everythin'. Y'know, he'd even find some way t'forgive you for sayin' that. Pray for y'an' mean it."

Probably shouldn't be a surprise that Rogue can growl with the best of them. Well. Second best. She doesn't have the vocal thing for it some of the others do--but she manages with a basic human set best she can, turning her words into something low and dark.

"Me? I ain't never been much for faith an' I'm told I keep a grudge. So how 'bout you be on your way while I still remember why I bother with the manners Mama taught me."

[adnauseum11]

Northern Attitude Ch 9

“Me too.” She breathed and he looked up at her, her pulse already fluttering under his palm. She shifted above him, moving her legs to bring her hips into better alignment with his. Mac kissed him as her weight settled onto him, making him groan into her mouth, tugging on the base of her braid again. His hands were slow, making a meal out of getting her free from her cardigan and tracing the shape of her body under her shirt. She broke away from his mouth with a gasp when he tweaked her nipples, making her back arch. Logan used the opportunity to tug her shirt over her head, throwing it without looking. She looked down at his intense face, his palms cupping her breasts, her bra tugged low. His eyes were locked on her dusky pink nipples, inches from his face. She watched as his eyes fluttered closed and his mouth wrapped around one tightened bud, her palm instantly cupping the back of his head to keep him close. He groaned against her skin, the sound and vibration making her nerve endings sing. He leaned back, releasing her hard nipple with a pop and undid her bra, tugging the useless fabric from her body and throwing it in the same vague direction as the rest of her clothes. She bit her lip as his eyes stayed locked on her tits and tugged on his hair hard enough to finally break his concentration, the pale ring of blue nearly obliterated by the dilated black of his pupils.

Northern Attitude (48110 words) by Ad_nauseum Chapters: 9/? Fandom: Marvel, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Logan (X-Men)/Original Female Character, Jane Foster/Thor, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Clint Barton/Laura Barton Characters: Logan (X-Men), James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Hank McCoy, Bruce Banner, Charles Xavier, Kurt Wagner, Pepper Potts, Darcy Lewis, Jane Foster (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), Matt Murdock, Nick Fury Additional Tags: no beta we die like women, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug, Bucky Barnes Recovering, Bucky Barnes Needs Therapy, Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes, Avengers Compound, Protective Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Captain America Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson is a Gift, Protective Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers & Sam Wilson Friendship, Frenemies Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson, Sam Wilson is not here for your shit, Human Disaster Matt Murdock, Clint Barton & Natasha Romanov Friendship, Past Bucky Barnes/Natasha Romanov, Alcoholic OFC, Depression, Suicide Attempt, Canada Olympic Women's Hockey Team Ensemble, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Tony Stark Feels, Genius Tony Stark, Sassy Bucky Barnes, Sassy Steve Rogers, Logan is a Softie (X-Men), Protective Logan (X-Men), martial arts master Logan, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Shameless Smut, Original Character(s), X-Men References, Alternate Universe - X-Men Fusion, SHIP DARCY LEWIS WITH ALL THE THINGS, Therapist Sam Wilson, I'll Probably Keep Adding Tags, Medical Doctor Hank McCoy, Mental Health Issues, Logan has forgotten more about combat than you'll ever know, Logan in love is a dangerous man, hello unstoppable force, meet immovable object, Hockey, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Spy Natasha Romanov, Penis In Vagina Sex, Cunnilingus, Blow Jobs Series: Part 3 of The Labyrinth Song Summary: As former Olympian Mackenzie Drouin tries to navigate life as a new amputee, her freshly minted boyfriend is reluctantly drawn into another intrigue. With the Winter Solider needing intervention before being cleared for field work again, the Avengers are down not one, but multiple members. They turn to Logan for help in filling the gap - only to have things go even further off the rails when worlds collide.

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Muses Corny wants to RP:

Hawkeye and Hawkeye

Green Arrow

Red Arrow

Arsenal

Okay, enough archers.

Nightwing

Iron Man

Beast Boy

Thor (ask about his brother)

Moon Knight

Daredevil

Punisher

Cheshire

The Umbrella Academy

The Doom Patrol

Wolverine

Iceman

Gambit

Nightcrawler

Colossus

Quicksilver

Magneto

Black Canary

Wonder Woman

The Flash

Kid Flash

Toad

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Nightcrawler in Excalibur #54 (1988)

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[ rainer maria rilke trans. j. b. leishman ]

{ cherik version }

( thanks to @elimaryholmes​ for tracking down the translator of this rilke fragment )

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Nightcrawler (2002) is not a great comic, but it gets points for doing this eye thing:

[ID: A comic panel showing Kurt Wagner. It is a close-up on his blue face. His eyes are glowing like a cat’s at night, and he is melting into the blackness on the right half of the panel. There is also a speech bubble. Kurt is saying “Ouch.” End ID.]

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Nightcrawler with Storm and Wolverine. - requested by anonymous

[roguestorm]

They're never beating the throuple allegations (Quasar #11)

[meetyouatthemonorail]

Halfway through making this, I thought to myself “huh, I might be working out some feelings I have about meetings.”

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do you know whether hank has blue skin under his fur? the fandom wiki makes no mention of his skin having changed colors after his mutation and other media aren't much help. is he blue all the way or just his fur? i have not checked but i bet kurt has blue skin under his blue fur but i could be wrong. fictional mutant biology. so fascinating.

According to the Fury's Files page of some New X-Men issue, 41 or 42 or something around there, neither Hank or Kurt have blue skin, just blue fur

Personally, I figure Hank's skin, like a polar bear, is black or a dark grey, as that would kind of explain why originally he was grey too. Don't know about Kurt though, as Kurt is only drawn as furry half the time and looks smooth a lot 🤷