#kurt ant man

[neonshrike]

was thinking about what if? kurt again

[embodyingchaos]

kurt goreshter yt video!!

new upload of kurt's moments in the first ant-man film is up now!! i am so slow on editing but im trying so hard WAAAAAA

[shegetsburned]

❝ if we hold it together, it won’t be heavy. ❞

— 𝐱: 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞 (𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞 & 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐭)

Lucille “soundbite” Novak belongs to the lovely @kyber-infinitygems

[kucka-g]

Kurt vibes

[maccosharq]

David antman bloopers :p 🥤

[polkadotjohnson]

Ant-Man (2015)

[how-serene]

hihi i adore ur work!! could i possibly have a one shot where kurt goreshter takes care of his sick (gn!) s/o?? much love 🫶🫶

Rainy Days

Pairing - Kurt Goreshter x Neutral!Reader

Summary - While you're suffering with the flu, Kurt looks after you.

Word Count - 742

Warnings - reader feeling like a burden, fluff, reader is sick with the flu

A/N - Thank you for your request. Sorry it took so long!

You glared down at the thermometer, squashing the desire to chuck it across the room. Chills ran up your arms, forming goosebumps on the skin. Despite how tightly you clung onto the blanket draped across your shoulders, your teeth chattered. Trembles coursed through your body every five minutes, until you felt sore and stiff. On top of that, you couldn't stomach so much as a few crackers and some water. 

“God is out to kill me.” you muttered, willing the 103 F reading to change. Even shaking the cheap plastic stick didn’t move the numbers. 

This was no doubt the worst flu you’ve had in your life. 

“You’re out of bed.” Kurt said, surprised to see your shaking form standing upright. 

Well…barely. 

You were hunched over slightly, as if you were an old person left without a cane. The thick plush blanket swallowed your frame, nearly touching the floor. He noticed you swaying slightly, trying to remain balanced. 

Kurt immediately set the mug of tea down, and ushered you back into your shared bed. You whined, protesting against his gentle hold. 

“Stop being stubborn.” 

“I’ve been in bed for three days, Kurt.” You complained, turning to face him. “I’m tired of not doing anything.”

Kurt sighed, “You need sleep, and rest. That’s how you get better.” 

You fought back your protests, as he helped lay you back, propping up the pillow behind your head. His hands felt like a heater against your skin, as he ran them up and down your arms. Concern swarmed in his dark eyes, as he watched another violent tremor rake through your body. It felt as if your bones and joints locked up, causing you to become painfully stiff. 

You let out an exhale of relief as it passed, leaving you to collapse back against the mattress. 

“You okay?” He asked after a moment, soft voice barely reaching your ears. A deep frown was embedded on his face, eyebrows pinched with worry. 

I’m an asshole, you thought. 

“I didn’t mean to argue with you,” You said, reaching for his hand. “I just feel bad about not being able to help around.” 

He tsked, shaking his head at your words. 

“I don’t want to be a burden-

“I don’t mind taking care of you, love” He interrupted, thick accent laced with emotion. He squeezed your hand in ressaunce, tracing the lines in your palm with his thumb. The soothing motion relaxed you, as you focused on the edge of his nail slightly grazing the skin. 

“Here.” He said, shifting to grab the cup of tea from the nightstand. 

Steam rose from the cup, as the string attached to the tea bag dangled on the side of it. You grabbed it, humming at the warmth emanating from the mug. The herbal smell of the tea wafted in your nose, clearing your stuffy nose. 

“It’s chamomile.” He mentioned. 

You smiled, heart thudding against your chest. The sweet drink slid down your throat, as you took a cautious sip. Your eyes flickered up to meet Kurt, who still held onto your hand. 

A certain warmth flooded your chest, not caused by the effect from the tea. The softness in which Kurt took the cup from you, and helped you back into bed caused the corners of your eyes to sting. 

“If I wasn’t so sick, I’d kiss you right about now.” You said, bringing the blanket up to your chin.

Kurt went still at your words, eyeing you. A sudden smirk appeared on his lips, as he leaned forward. You went to shove his chest, not wanting to transfer your terrible illness onto him. 

“No, wait!”

He diverted, bringing his lips up to gently kiss your sweaty forehead. 

“You’re going to get sick.” You whined, gently pushing him back. 

He chuckled, peering down at you. “You’re very dramatic.” 

You rolled your eyes, blaming the sudden heat crawling up your face on the high fever. 

Kurt brought your wrist up to his lips, tenderly pressing a kiss against the pulse. 

Your heart spiked from the action. 

“Get some sleep.” He said, placing your hand on your chest. He dimmed the lamp beside you, and adjusted the pillow behind you. 

You watched as he left the room, leaving the door slightly ajar in case you needed him. The heavy comforter weighed you down, causing you to slowly drift off. 

You could still feel his cool lips against your skin as you fell asleep. 

[spearclosetcomics]

Mockingbird #7 (2016) Chelsea Cain Kate Niemczyk Sean Parsons

[hjbirthdaywishes]

July 21, 2024

Happy 49 Birthday to David Dastmalchian.

[vertigoartgore]

2000's Avengers Vol.3 #26 (LGY : #441) cover by penciller Stuart Immonen, inker George Pérez (R.I.P.) and colorist Tom Smith.

[antvnger]

Scott’s watching tv and sitting on his couch, and then suddenly the *bamf* right in front of him makes him all but jump out of his skin. “Shit!” He hisses loudly as he jumps and gets into a defensive position.

His hand is in his pocket, pulling out his suit’s device, but he stops short when he realizes who is there and what just happened. “Kurt! Geeeeez, dude! Gimme a heart attack, geez,” Scott takes a couple of breaths as he registers Kurt’s words. “What? Multiverse hoppers? Yeah sure.” He points to the kid in Kurt’s hands. “The hopper in question?” @ask-kurt-wagnerandrpwithhim

[neonshrike]

found this old david dastmalchian edit i made in like 2021

[embodyingchaos]

GUYS WHAT? DAVID? ON ONE OF MY FAVOURITE CHANNELS? TALKING ABOUT MENTAL HEALTH AND HIS ROLES? I LOVE MY LIFE OH MY GOD

[dastbatz]

Them when they meet each other.

[raurquiz]

#happybirthday @dastmalchian #daviddastmalchian #actor #kurt #antman #antmanandthewasp #whatif #quantumania #polkadotman #thesuicidesquad #oppenheimer #bostonstrangler #thedarkknight #Batman #TheLongHalloween #dune #gotham #theflash    #BladeRunner2049 #AMillionLittlePieces

[bunnypotions]

i think about the potential of a kurt and peter friendship and how it was wasted in what if...? every day of my fucking life. i go to sleep. i wake up. i think about how kurt probably sees the same lost teenager from siberia who stared up at the ceiling every night wondering if the sirens passing by in the street were for him and the group he'd been dragged into, the kid who relied on old superstitions to keep him safe for just a little longer. i think about how theres an urge to protect peter and play along with his silly survival guide because it means he isnt hurting for just a little while. allowing himself to be painted as the weird one because it makes that kid laugh. i think about him protecting peter the way no one protected that kid from siberia. i want to slam my head through a pane of glass.