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Hanukkah pt. 1

Hanukkah pt. 1

Peter Maximoff x gnReader

Peter Maximoff x Magneto

Warnings: None Really. Just Pure Fluff, Minor talk of Antisemitism

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                 “Have you seen Peter? We where suppose to meet almost 30 minutes ago” you asked Kurt calmly as stood in the kitchen, You had been dating the speedster for almost a year now Things had been incredibly wonderful but this was the first time he was late- Ever. The blue male was there with his cheeks full of a comically large sandwich and he gave a gentle shrug. “He may ze in his room-?” You nodded and with a quick thanks started up the stairs to the boys wing. Peter was rarely in his room, often crashing in yours instead so at times you'd forget he had one at all.

           It was the beginning of December and most of the students where packing up to head home for the winter break. Only a few students where staying behind, mainly due to family issues which was the case for you- your family hadn't been too keen on having a mutant in their family so you now had a found family here at the school, However that found family defiantly thinned during the holidays so you'd often be a bit lonely. However this year you had Peter so it would be different!

        When you finally made it to his room you opened the door slightly and you were surprised with what you saw. Peter was sitting on his bed, he wasn't sporting his normal silver jacket or goggle but instead one of his nicer Led Zeppelin shirts and his lounging around pants, he looked like he had freshly showered and possibly even ran a comb through that mess of hair. He was staring at the desk in the room which was usually covered in records and Twinkie wrappers but had been well cleaned and now held a semi-large Menorah was in the center, a candle in his hand and he was twirling the box of matches in his hand while deep in thought.

  “Peter?” You called out, watching as Peter jumped a bit in surprise. “(Y/N) damn you scared me!” He said with a chuckle and rubbing the back of his neck “You where a bit late so i wanted to check up on you” Peter immidently looked at the clock on the wall and saw he was indeed late “Damn im so sorry i-” You cut him off quickly “Its fine really! Im just- well I didn't know you were Jewish” You said calmly as you stepped into the room fully. Peter shrugged softly at this and seemed to deflate a bit “Most people don't, Technically I'm the only person who still celebrates- Well besides my father i guess”

“-Right.. Magneto” You said softly, Peter having told you the truth about his parentage a few months ago, you stepped in fully and smiled up at Peter, Gently taking his hand into yours. “Why didn't you tell me?” Peter awkwardly shuffled his feet. “Well cause it just never came up and my mom refused to mention anything Jewish in the house after she married Carl. So I took up just celebrating in secret since he would yell and throw a god damn fit every time anything like Holy Days, Shabbats, My Bar Mitzvah or Chanukah so i just stopped talking about it...”

You looked at your boyfriend sadly as you heard this, He had mentioned how much he hated his step father but he always skimped out on the details and now you understood why.

           “Well, Would you mind if i join you?” You asked softly, Peter instantly perked up at hearing this his eyes sparkling as he looked at you in such a loving way. “Really? You-u want to?” You smile and nod at him excitedly “Of course, If you'll have me” . Peter jumps up and hugs you tightly causing both of you to fall onto the bed in a fit of giggles. You laughing as your face is peppered in many kisses by your silver haired boyfriend. “You (Y/N) (Y/L/N) are the best person ever!” You smile and capture his lips in a gentle kiss “I think that title is better suited for you~ Now, Tell me all that i need to know so we can have the best celebration ever!”

      As the two of you cuddled together on the bed and Peter started to explain the holiday to you in detail neither of you two noticed that the door was cracked just enough for someone to listen in, There standing in the hallway with his back pressed against the wall was Erik Lehnsherr. His eyes wide as he felt the world spinning around him... ‘Did he just say i was his father?’

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Drawing Hearts Chapter 1

So this is my first fanfic ever. English is not my first language but I am trying, I do have a second part to this so I'll eventually post it. Hope it's well liked? Non of the gifs or pics belong to me btw.

(Y/N) POV

(Y/N) was a Goner. In only been here for a short amount of time and yet she where already swooning. That pretty cute guy with a adorable fanged smile, Bright golden eyes and the most beautiful complexion of blue. Kurt Wagner. Aka Nightcrawler, the adorable X-Men that had stolen her heart in days with his shy smile and adorable ways. (Y/N) could just imagine herself in his arms all day and just staring at his smile.

"Ugh...I sound like a creep"

She grumbled as she stared down at the most recent sketch of the Mutant. It was a simple sketch, One she had done rather quickly of Kurt when he was in her perch like position and tail swaying behind him. (Y/N) always thought he looked bad ass like this.

(Y/N) stared at the small picture and sighed softly. 'Why would he, A X-Men of all people even glance your way? You don't have a cool mutation. You aren't some model... You're... Just you' She thought softly before sighing in utter defeat. Just picking up her pencil to continue her art.

Once finished with her sketch and some light shading she scribbled down a fast and small little 'Love letter' next to the sketch. Pouring her little heart out through the words before smiling proudly, she had done this with all the little pictures of Kurt she drew... yes there where quite a few in this sketchbook alone. Making a small little poem, Note, Letter or whatever else next to the sketch. Almost like she was able to speak to him through these words.

Satisfied she set the book to her left to grab her bag. In a matter of seconds there was a small gust of wind and when she turned to grab her book.... It was Gone...

"What. The. Fuck!?"

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Kurt POV

Kurt was in Love.

He tried so much to hide his feelings and try to psych himself out of it, But it was far too late for that.

In the short few weeks that (Y/N) had arrived she had already stolen his heart, Without even having to say a single word. Her simple smiles and pleasant waves was all that was needed for his knees to feel week, That kind look in her (Y/C) eyes was all it took in that moment for him to fall under her spell and his heart skip.

"Wow, You got it bad don't ya?" Peter said with a snicker as he watched his blue friend pout from the lunchroom table as he stared out the nearest window where (Y/N) was sitting sketching in her book. Kurt groaned softly as he placed his face down on the table, Ignoring the snickers of his friends next to him, Jubilee rubbing his back as a small act of comfort.

"You should just go talk to her. She seems really nice" Jean said softly as she leaned against Scott who was smirking as his miserable Friend. "Yeah. I haven't seen anyone talk to her yet so I imagine it will be welcomed"

Kurt just shook his head softly from his position "Nein...I don't know her, I vill chust scare her avay"

Kurt said softly. His spade tipped tail droping as he sulked and didn't look up from his face full of table. The small group sighed at this as they wanted to cheer up their friend. Peter stood up however rather Quietly which was unusual from him. He grabbed a hand full of chips shoving them in his mouth and slid down his goggles

"My Time, Has Come"

The Silver haired speedster said with a grin before zipping away. Kurt instantly Pulling his head up as he heard this and having a bad feeling. In a matter of a few seconds Peter had returned holding up a well used sketchbook with a grin on his face, Kurt's golden eyes went wide as he instantly recognized what that was.

"Is Zat..."

Peter smiled as he pulled up his goggles with a grin.

"Yes it is Devil Dude. Now, Let's see what she really likes!"

Peter said as he opened the book. The rest of the group now fully catching on to what Peter was holding in his hand.

"That's so Uncool!" Jubilee protest as she shot up to grab the Sketchbook. Knowing that with any girl there was some things that were written that was never ment to be read! Jean also got up to take the book as Well "Peter stop it!" Scott staying oddly silent in all this as he saw the reactions of the girls (He looked through Jeans journal before-)

This seemed to only to strengthen the Speedsters resolve as he started to flick through the book at lightning speed. Kurt also now on edge as this felt wrong.

"Zis isn't right" Kurt said Quickly as he went to snatch the book.

"She likes you!" Peter announced loudly, It was suddenly like a shift Kurt was suddenly next to Peter looking over his shoulders with wide eyes. He stared back at a well done picture of himself, Sitting around with a wide smile on his face like he'd been laughing, A small poem on the side of the drawing. Kurt's cheeks and tips of his ears started to turn lavender as Peter flicked through the many well done pictures of him and the sweet words that went with them.

Kurt was quiet as he stared at the pictures. Blushing more and more as his tail swayed side to side happily like a puppy. Jubilee stepped in and ripped the book from Peter's hands. "Alright that's enough Creeps! I'm gonna return this to (Y/N) before she-" "Vait! I...I can give it back to her" Kurt said, Being surprised by his own sudden boldest for a moment. There where a few raised eyebrows at this before Peter grinned, Jean also looking Hesitant but Scott just smiled. All of them agreeing to this as Jubilee handed the Blue mutant the book who quickly Bamf'ed away.

However he didn't go to where he had last seen (Y/N) instead he appeared in his bedroom. Holding the sketchbook close to his chest before rushing over to his little desk and grabbing an empty spiral notebook and getting to work.