#wade's little kitty looks and is extremely dangerous

[mischievous-thunder]

Wade:🤏🏼🤌🏼

Logan: 😤😠😡🤬

[master-sass-blast]

Wet T-Shirt Contest

This was written and edited on Benadryl. Goob luck.

Summary: You beat the heat again --and get very wet in the process.

Rating: G. This is a wholesome fic. Basically no warnings.

Pairings: Piotr Rasputin x Reader.

Set after “Suck It.”

Taglist:   @marvel-is-perfection, @chromecutie, @super-darkcloudstudent, @girl-obsessed-with-things

You’re dying.

Well, okay, you’re not dying –but you’re suffering enough that you may as well be.

The heat wave is still marching on, scorching everything in its reach and making your life exceptionally miserable. It’s too hot to be outside most of the day –and forget flying, because you’re liable to get burnt.

Worse still, the weathermen were wrong about the rain; there hasn’t been so much as a wisp of a cloud in sight for days. The normally well-kept gardens that dot Xavier’s property are taking it on the chin as the landscapers and residents do their best to keep up with the sun’s oppressive reign.

Thus, you’ve been cooped inside, relegated to languishing indoors while the thermometers tick ever higher.

And you are bored out of your skull. There’s only so much drawing, sparring, TV watching, cooking, general mischief-ing, and fucking –yes, you even have your limits there—you can do before you start losing your mind.

But, just when you thought your brain was going to start leaking out your ears, relief presented itself in the opportunity of pranking your beloved boyfriend, Piotr (aka Colossus).

As it so happens, it’s been dry enough and hot enough that there’s an official fire risk warning. Fireworks have been banned by the local authorities (and even Wade is following it, which means it’s serious), the fire chiefs have advised avoiding grilling, and Russell and all other fire mutations have been on a strict “indoors only” restriction to avoid any sort of random incident.

And, as it also so happens, the wooded area at the back of Xavier’s property has a fair amount of brush in it. Very good for maintaining the natural hummus and the animals that live there, very bad for fire situations.

And, as it also (also) so happens, there’s a limited number of people that can handle being out in this kind of heat while clearing the brush –and one of them is your boyfriend.

Fortunately, for your steel sweetheart, his armor also leaves him relatively invulnerable to temperature spikes. His armor might get extremely cold or extremely hot –which presents various challenges and dangers to those around him—but he himself suffers no ill effects from the temperature shifts, including when he armors back down. Combined with the fact that his mutation includes having a lower dose of exhaustion chemicals running through his system while armored up, and there’s really only one candidate for the job.

He’d still opted for today, when the temperature index had lowered a little –not by much, albeit—to clear out the worst of the brush, which had given you time to prepare.

It hadn’t taken much to sell the more playful of the adult residents, the college students that summer at Xavier’s, and the permanent residents on the idea. Apparently, you’d all been going a little stir crazy.

The lot of you have prepared for the entire week. Water balloons. Getting the hoses set up. Squirt guns. Moving the sprinklers. Everything you could possibly need for a massive water fight, you have.

It’s basically a wet t-shirt contest, and your boyfriend is the primary target.

You stifle a giggle as you crouch behind a bush, alongside Ellie and Kitty. You’ve got a stash of squirt guns and a bucket of water balloons between the three of you, and you’re ready to wreak some serious havoc.

Piotr emerges from the tree line at the back of the property, already armored down and clad in a white t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts. He doesn’t look too much worse for wear, but he doesn’t look like he’s enjoying the heat, either.

“Alright, remember: I’m gonna get him first, and then you come out with everyone else once the sprinklers go off.”

“Totally,” Kitty says, bobbing along to whatever song is blasting through her earbuds at the moment.

You regard her for a moment, then turn to Ellie. “Okay, you remember.”

Ellie smirks and nods.

You grin back, grab a couple water balloons, then dart towards Piotr.

He sees you coming –you’re not trying to be stealthy either—then shouts when the first water balloon hits him square in the chest. He raises his hands, laughing as he tries to block your shots, but he’s kind of hard to miss.

He regards his now soaked shirt once you run out of balloons with a chuckle, then looks up at you with a mischievous grin. “Hug time.”

“No!” You squeal and try to turn, but between his stride and his long arms, he doesn’t have trouble catching you (not that you were really trying to escape in the first place). You squirm against his chest as he scoops you into his arms. “Babe! No!”

Piotr merely kisses your cheek. “Now we are both wet.”

“You always get me wet, baby,” you tease. You loop your arms around his neck and lean in to kiss him—

And then the sprinklers turn on.

He yelps and almost drops you when he gets hit square in the back with a jet of cold water. “D’ermo!”

Everyone else bursts out from their respective hiding place then, shrieking with delight, firing squirt guns, and pelting each other and you and Piotr with water balloons.

You laugh, grab a water balloon, and pelt Piotr straight upside the head.

He sputters and swipes at his face, then grins at you and gives chase again.

It’s nothing short of spectacular. There’s water everywhere. The entire yard devolves into complete chaos as everyone slips and skids all over the place. Water balloons sail through the air, littering the grass with neon colored bits of plastic after they burst. Squirt guns are fired and refilled –and a few tossed aside after they flat out refuse to work.

It’s amazing.

By the time the sprinklers shut off, you’re all soaked, panting, and feeling much better from having been cooped up all week.

Piotr starts picking up the worst of the water balloon remains and tossing them in one of the empty buckets while the others start migrating towards the house. “Did you plan this?”

“It started as a way to prank you,” you admit, not the least bit sheepish. “And then it turned into a good way to relieve some cabin fever, considering we’ve all been stuck inside with this heat wave going on.”

“Well, it was very good idea, myshka,” he says as he tries to wipe his hands dry on his shirt, then stops when he realizes his shirt is wetter than his hands. “Though I think I will need to change now.”

You cock your head to the side and admire the way his shirt, now basically see through, clings to his pecs and reveals the varying lines of his chiseled musculature. “I don’t know. I kind of like it this way.”

He smirks and lets his gaze flit over your body –which is when you realize your shirt is equally as wet, clinging to the curves of your waist like a second skin and showing off the lines of your bra in full detail. “I figured as much.”

“Well, duh.” You grin cheekily at him. “We should probably get dried off, though.” You hold your hand out to him. “Care to help me?”

He grins and scoops you into his arms, carrying you back to the house bridal-style. “It would be my sincerest pleasure, moya lyubov’.”

You giggle as you wind your arms around his neck, then lean in to kiss him.

[kurtty-drabbles]

The Darkholme

N/A: let´s start the year by giving love and respect for this ship. They deserve it.

@djinmer4 @dannybagpipesarecalling

1) comfort

Kurt Darkholme is hardly someone to be seen lazy around, no matter the situation, Nightcrawler is always up to fight whatever comes his way. In the new headquarters of the X-men, Nightcrawler is restless as giving pointless orders to the newbies(who in turn don´t dare to defy a man who is friend with sharks. Plural)

Ariel, for her part, has none of that and putting her hands on her waist. And unlike the others, has no fear to come closer of Darkholme, even if he is a bit cranky.

"Ok, Rockstar, stop right there" Ariel speaks being to close of the man. His scarlet eyes are boring into her doe eyes.

"I have to work, I don´t like to be idle" is his honest reply and the woman smiles tenderly at that. Putting a finger on his blue lips the woman speaks again "hey, sugar lips, you deserve to have a rest too. You aren´t doing anyone´s favour by working you out like that, and no, don´t look at me like that, it is an order, go take a rest, Kurt Darkholme"

"But..."

"No, but, go to your room, watch Meg, as I know you do, and get a good sleep. Please, you deserve it"

Kurt offers no resistance in this offer.

"Uhm, Meg is not a boring movie"

"We can watch together then if you want"

"I do"

2)Ghosts

Ariel aka Kitty Pryde is not a woman that fears many things, of course, that´s not saying she is immune to fear. No, she is human after all and all humans feel a hesitation, a dread that stomps on their fight or flight mode.

Kitty Pryde is afraid of ghosts now. Waking up in the dawn and looking at the kitchen window with a certain fear as maybe she is not adequate enough. Piotr´s disgusting voice rings in her mind and the woman hides her face in her hands. The man is dead. Dead and gone. Yet, the fear looms over her.

She may not be adequate enough for Kurt Darkholme.

"I can practically hear your thoughts" Kurt enters in the kitchen looking at her watery eyes. "No, you are not like her, but you didn´t consider one detail, I don´t want to date a clone of her, neither I want to resurrect the past, I want you because you are you. That´s more than enough to me"

"So romantic" she teased as tears drop from her eyes.

3)Pstd

Their house was running short on food and Ariel volunteers to do the grocery shopping. A mere task as Kurt Darkholme is not really good at buying food.

As she was in the queue to grab the fish, when out of nowhere, someone touches her back, and then the market change to the battlefield. She saw Apocalypse, saw Piotr and saw the countless death in front of her eyes and immediately let go of her shopping list to let her claws out.

When someone screams asking if she alright makes the woman go back to reality as Apocalypse and Piotr are gone and only Kitty has her weapon. The woman returns home.

"Was the market full?" Kurt Darkholme asked and Kitty shakes her head looking defeat. Kurt goes at her and lifts her chin gently. "Is ok, I get it, we can order pizza, ok?"

Ariel only nods as Kurt hugs her saying it is not her fault. It still happens to him.

4) Children

Evan Sabahnur is running along with the other kids as Wade is teaching them a new game and this time is something proper for kids. Rogue and the others X-men look at the kids playing freely and the biggest question weights on their shoulder.

As many mutants and humans are co-existing in peace, the numbers of children is a bit lower and in some countries, they are adopting extreme measures to remedy this situation.

"I heard that in some Europeans countries, polygamy is legal" Ariel speaks in hush tones to Kurt Darkholme with a smile on her face seeing the reaction of the man. "Should we have a harem?"

"Don´t joke with that, I´m too old for that" Kurt jokes and Kitty merely punches his arm lightly.

"Speaking of children...would want to have one?" Kurt asked not looking at her, instead of looking at the children. "I almost killed Evan, me and the team...did you know it was Wade who put sense into our heads?" Kurt chuckles a little at that.

"If you are thinking if that makes me think less of you, try again, I know it was a tough call and to be honest I did have some prejudices to overcome in regards, Evan, I hate Apocalypse, really do, but only know I´m realizing the boy is not his father" Her hand goes to his face, gentle, feeling his soft fur as she guides his scarlet eyes into her own.

"As for kids, I think you would make a good father as well. I think it is too soon to think about kids, but, if it has to happen, we can do it" Ariel replied tenderly as they kiss.

"Awww, aren´t you two cute together?" Wade speaks breaking the mood and Kurt ponders if he can behead Wade later.

5) visit

Kurt Darkholme often visits other universes. One of his favourites has to be where Waggoner lives. The genius boy and his robots are fascinating to watch(even if Darkholme himself don´t understand what the boy is trying to explain) and there´s a sense of relief in knowing there a version of him that does not know the hardship Darkholme faced. A version of him that is 100%heroic.

Darkholme ruffles Waggoner´s perfect tidy hair making the boy protest at this. The boy is a prodigy, an X-men but Darkholme often likes to remember the boy that he is still a boy. No need to grow up so fast.

Waggoner is in Darkholme´s dimension ready to help in the technology department as the X-men of this sector is not well versed in technology. Kurt Darkholme assures it was nothing dangerous.

("We have a computer and we can´t turn it on" "you speak just like an old man" "I´m an old man")

Ariel is passing by and can´t help by wanting to take a picture of the scene of Kurt Darkholme and Waggoner interacting. It is too cute. Waggoner noticed her and waves at her.

"Guten Tag, Mrs Darkholme" Waggoner speaks innocently enough and Ariel is blushing now looking at Kurt Darkholme who in his true asshole mode merely smiles at the situation. It is a good day for AoA X-men.