GIVE ME REQUESTS PLZ
I will write:
●fluff
●one-shots
●headcannons
●imagines
I won't write:
●smut (uncomfortable with it, srry!!)
●angst (not good at it)
●character x character (same with above^^)
●Any minor x adult shit too
INBOX AND MESSAGES ARE OPEN
(I could take both of them)
((I can't fight))
Synopsis: When a charming newcomer to the team takes a little too much interest in you, Kurt Wagner finds himself battling an unfamiliar feeling—jealousy. His usual calm demeanor wavers as he awkwardly tries to mask his growing frustration. Despite his best efforts to stay composed, his swishing tail and brooding glances give him away. It doesn’t take long for you to notice, and when you confront him about it, he shyly admits his feelings, afraid he might have overstepped. Reassuring him that your heart belongs to him, you manage to turn his jealousy into a moment of tenderness, leaving Kurt flustered but undeniably happy.
The laughter in the rec room was lively, everyone enjoying a rare moment of peace. You had found yourself in conversation with a charming newcomer—someone fresh to the team and eager to make connections. They were easy to talk to, asking questions about your work and hobbies, their attention focused solely on you.
Across the room, Kurt tried to stay engaged with the small group he was sitting with, but his golden eyes kept darting to you. It wasn’t hard to miss how the newcomer leaned a little closer to hear you better, their smile a little too wide for Kurt’s liking. His tail swished sharply behind him, nearly knocking over a nearby chair.
“Easy there, Kurt,” Jubilee teased, nudging him with her elbow. “What’d that chair ever do to you?”
He cleared his throat, attempting to mask his irritation. “It is...nothing. Just stretching.”
His attempt at nonchalance failed miserably as his gaze returned to you, watching as the newcomer made you laugh—a laugh Kurt adored hearing. He tried to busy himself by sipping his soda, only to realize he’d drained the can in one go.
“Are you okay, Wagner? You look like you’re gonna pop a vein,” Logan grumbled, not bothering to hide his smirk.
“I am fine,” Kurt insisted, though his tail betrayed him by thumping against the floor.
Finally, you noticed Kurt’s unusual behavior. Excusing yourself from the conversation, you crossed the room and plopped into the empty seat beside him. “What’s with all the glaring?” you teased, leaning a little closer.
“I was not glaring,” he protested, though his ears flushed a deeper blue.
“Oh, really? Then what do you call this?” You mimicked his brooding expression, furrowing your brows and squinting your eyes.
He sighed, his tail curling around one of the chair legs. “I suppose... I may have been a little jealous,” he admitted, avoiding your gaze. “You are...very special to me, and I did not like the way they were looking at you.”
A warm smile spread across your face. “Kurt, you don’t have to worry about that. I was just being polite. Besides...” You placed a gentle hand on his arm. “You’re the only one who gets my attention like that.”
His golden eyes lit up at your words, the tension in his shoulders melting away. “Really?”
“Really.”
Kurt’s tail unwound from the chair and hesitantly wrapped around your wrist, a shy but affectionate gesture that made your heart flutter. His smile, wide and full of relief, was worth every moment of teasing him earlier.
Unable to resist the adorable way his ears flushed and his golden eyes lit up, you leaned closer and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.
Kurt froze, his tail snapping upright before swinging sharply to the side—and knocking over the chair he had been sitting on moments ago.
The loud clatter turned every head in the room, but Kurt’s wide, sheepish grin as he looked back at you made it impossible for you to feel embarrassed.
“Was that your tail or the chair’s fault this time?” you teased, biting back a laugh.
“It is both,” he stammered, ears darkening to an even deeper blue. “But mostly the tail.”
His flustered reaction only made you laugh harder, leaning into him as he rubbed the back of his neck. Even with the eyes of the room on you both, Kurt’s gaze never left yours, his smile growing softer by the second.
Unseen Beauty
Synopsis; After hearing cruel comments about his appearance, Kurt begins to doubt himself, feeling like he’s something less than human. But with your gentle words and unwavering belief in his beauty and kindness, he begins to see himself through new eyes—eyes that reflect the warmth and worth he truly holds. Warnings; None! Love you and enjoy kits! Requested by @hulkingharbor
You find Kurt sitting alone on the mansion’s steps, his tail curled tightly around him, head lowered as he absently traces patterns in the stone. His usual cheerful demeanor seems to have vanished, replaced with a quiet sadness that tugs at your heart.
“Kurt?” you say softly, sitting beside him. He looks up, and there’s a flicker of surprise in his yellow eyes before he quickly glances away.
“Ah, I’m sorry,” he mutters, trying to muster a smile. “I did not mean to be such… gloomy company.”
You shake your head. “You’re never gloomy company. But something’s obviously on your mind.”
For a moment, he hesitates, and then, as if he can no longer hold it in, he sighs, his shoulders slumping. “It’s just… some things people said,” he murmurs, his voice tinged with lingering hurt. “That I look… frightening. A ‘monster’.” He swallows, the words barely audible. “Sometimes it is hard not to see myself that way, too.”
Your heart aches at the pain in his voice. Without thinking, you reach over, gently touching his hand, offering silent reassurance until he finally meets your gaze.
“Kurt, that’s not true. You’re not frightening; you’re beautiful.”
He blinks, caught off guard, and a faint blush colors his cheeks. “You don’t have to say that, you know,” he says, half-smiling, though there’s a flicker of hope in his eyes.
You smile, holding his hand a little tighter. “I want to say it. The way you smile, the kindness in your eyes, the way you care about everyone around you… that’s what makes you so beautiful. And anyone who doesn’t see that? They’re the ones who are missing something.”
His eyes soften, and he looks down, a small, genuine smile breaking through the sadness. “You really think so?”
“Absolutely,” you say, your voice firm. “Every part of you—your laugh, your heart, even your tail—makes you who you are. And who you are is beautiful, Kurt.”
Slowly, his hand relaxes in yours, and his smile grows, warmer now, with a hint of his usual brightness. He lets out a deep breath, the tension easing from his shoulders. “Thank you,” he whispers. “You do not know how much it means to me.”
You squeeze his hand. “Anytime, Kurt. You’re precious to me. Don’t let anyone convince you otherwise.”
As he smiles back at you, the sadness fades, replaced by a quiet gratitude and a spark of confidence you hope will stay with him long after tonight.
Yep.
Synopsis: When you get lost on an island, your favorite pirate starts to search for you.
Luffy did not get why everyone was freaking out so much.
“[Your Name] is tough! They’ll be fine!” he had said, hands behind his head as the rest of the crew scrambled to search for you.
But even as he said it, something inside him nagged at him.
Sure, you were strong. But you were also alone. And that was not okay.
So, with his usual carefree attitude, Luffy shot his arm out and launched himself into the jungle, swinging from trees like a wild monkey. He laughed as he flew through the air, dodging birds and snapping twigs beneath him.
“[Your Name]!!” he called, his voice echoing through the thick canopy.
Nothing.
His grin faltered—just a little.
Then, finally, he spotted a familiar figure sitting on a fallen log, looking frustrated but unharmed.
“There you are!”
You looked up, eyes wide as he came crashing down in front of you.
“Luffy?!”
He landed with a bounce, dusting himself off like nothing happened. “Took me forever to find you!”
You scoffed. “Yeah, because you were probably messing around instead of actually looking!”
Luffy grinned, unfazed. “I found you, didn’t I?”
You sighed, standing up. “Come on, let’s just get back—”
Before you could take another step, he stretched his arm out, grabbing your wrist.
You blinked. “Luffy?”
His grip was firm. “You scared me, y’know.”
You blinked at his serious tone. “I—”
But then, just like that, the moment passed. His grin returned, wide and carefree.
“Let’s go! Race you back!”
And before you could protest, he grabbed you and launched the both of you into the trees, laughing all the way.
Zoro’s thoughts were a mess.
He couldn’t believe this was happening.
Of course, the moment you got separated from the crew, he had promised to find you. No one else could, he figured, since everyone else had gone into full panic mode.
It wasn’t that he was worried, not exactly. He was just… annoyed.
You were strong. You could handle yourself. Still, it didn’t sit right with him that you were out there, alone in a place like this.
The dense jungle did not help his mood. He was used to finding his way in places like this, but this island was a mess—thick vines, strange plants, and the damn humidity messing with his clothes.
After what felt like an eternity of searching, he finally spotted you, sitting by a small creek, looking up at the sky.
“There you are,” Zoro muttered under his breath.
You blinked at him in surprise. “Zoro?”
He crossed his arms, relieved but unwilling to show it. “I told you I’d find you.”
“You could’ve been looking harder,” you teased, standing up.
He gave you a flat look. “I’m not the one who wandered off. Next time, stick close.”
You smirked, eyes scanning the jungle around you. “You’re lucky I’m not really lost. Still, thanks for coming after me.”
He turned his back to you. “Let’s get back to the ship before the others burn everything down.”
You followed after him, silently grateful that despite Zoro’s gruff exterior, his actions spoke louder than words.
Sanji’s heart was racing as he searched the island for you.
He had already cooked two meals for the crew in hopes that you’d come back hungry, but none of that mattered now.
You were missing. Alone.
It was unacceptable.
The second he realized you weren’t on the ship anymore, he threw himself into action, pushing past his usual calm composure. You were his priority now.
His thoughts raced as he walked through the dense jungle. He imagined every horrible possibility—what if you were captured by some monster, or worse, hurt?
“[Your Name]!!” he called, voice straining with worry.
A rustle in the trees ahead made him freeze. His eyes widened when he saw you, sitting near a large rock.
“Thank the heavens…” He rushed toward you, kneeling in front of you. “I’ve been frantic! You’re alright?”
You blinked, slightly confused but also touched. “Sanji, I’m fine. Just got a little lost.”
“Lost?” He pulled you into a fierce hug, hands cupping your face as he inspected you closely. “I was so worried! Don’t ever wander off like that again!”
You chuckled, feeling warmth spread through your chest. “I didn’t mean to, I promise.”
His eyes softened, though the intensity of his emotions remained. “Then let me take care of you. I’ll make you the best meal you’ve ever had, my darling.”
You laughed, shaking your head. “Sanji, we need to get back to the ship first.”
He looked at you, eyes softening. “I’ll carry you there if I must.”
You smiled, rolling your eyes. “You’re unbelievable, you know that?”
“And you love me,” he replied smoothly, pulling you into his arms.
Usopp was terrified.
His heart was racing, and his legs were shaking with every step he took. He couldn’t believe it—you were out there somewhere, lost.
“Okay, okay, just calm down, Usopp,” he muttered to himself, his voice barely above a whisper. “You can do this.”
But even as he said it, his thoughts wandered. He knew how capable you were, but there were so many unknowns in the jungle. Monsters, traps, dangers he could only imagine.
His thoughts were interrupted by the sight of you—sitting on the ground, staring at the sky as if you didn’t have a care in the world.
“[Your Name]!” Usopp exclaimed, a breath of relief escaping his chest.
You looked up in surprise, blinking as you registered him. “Usopp?”
He practically ran to you, his heart still pounding. “I’m so glad you’re okay! I thought—”
You stood up, brushing off your pants. “I was fine. But I’m glad you found me.”
Usopp gave you a nervous laugh. “I had to fight through countless dangers just to get here. There were—uh, there were wolves. And some crazy jungle beasts! You wouldn’t believe—”
You raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t run from a butterfly, did you?”
His face turned red. “I did not! The butterfly was suspicious!”
You laughed, and Usopp felt his chest warm. He took your hand gently. “Let’s get back to the others.”
Shanks felt something he hadn’t in years: panic.
It wasn’t like him to lose his cool. But the moment he realized you were missing, his calm and collected demeanor cracked.
You were important to him. And the thought of you being out there alone—it didn’t sit right.
He tried not to let the worry show, but the feeling only intensified as he searched the island. The jungle seemed to stretch on forever, and every rustling noise made him tense.
It wasn’t until he finally spotted you sitting by the shore, gazing out at the ocean, that the tightness in his chest released.
“You’re okay?” His voice was soft, a little rough with emotion.
You turned, smiling at the sight of him. “Shanks! Yeah, I’m fine. I didn’t get lost, really.”
He let out a relieved laugh, though there was still a trace of worry in his eyes. “Don’t scare me like that again, alright?”
You nodded, standing up and walking toward him. “I’m sorry, but it’s nice to have a little quiet time. Thanks for coming after me.”
He gave you a lopsided grin. “Always. Let’s head back before the crew starts causing chaos.”
Buggy was freaking out.
“WHERE IS [YOUR NAME]?! WHAT IF THEY’VE BEEN TAKEN BY SOME MONSTERS?!”
His crew was starting to wonder if their captain had completely lost it. He had been running around the jungle, shouting your name for what felt like hours.
The truth? He was terrified.
It wasn’t just the fear of losing you; it was the fear that he had failed.
When he finally spotted you sitting near a stream, his relief was almost overwhelming.
“[YOUR NAME]!” he shouted, rushing over to you.
You barely had time to react before he was practically throwing himself at you, hugging you like his life depended on it.
“You’re alright! Oh, thank the gods!”
You blinked, confused but also a little touched. “Buggy, I’m fine. I wasn’t in any danger.”
He pulled back, his expression dramatic. “Don’t you dare leave me alone like that again! I couldn’t bear it!”
You laughed, shaking your head. “Okay, okay, I won’t do it again.”
But Buggy was already smirking, his usual bravado back in full force. “Guess you missed me, huh?”
You rolled your eyes. “You’re ridiculous.”
But the fact that he had come for you, no questions asked, made your heart flutter just a little.
Okay, so, idk who cares but,
I don't just write fanfics! This is a story I've been working on for only about a week called "All in Human Nature" and it is a Thriller Book about a group of friends who go to a cabin but something goes very, very dark in the middle of their mid-summer trip.
Thank you to everyone who got me to 2500 likes!
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Don't even GET ME STARTED ON THIS MANS CHEST
Bro got bigger tits then Rogue- AND THE MOVIES???
The stuble. THE STUBLE-
I love me a broken man UGGHHH
"I love Morph!" "Morph deserves more love!"
*Watches ep. 2 s1 of the og X-Men series*
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Might start writing on this acc since its connected to my laptop
New Story coming! I got some requests that I absolutely adore so be prepared!!
But while we wait my kits, what is your favorite childhood drink? Mines milk with that strawberry syrup stuff mixed in! 🍓🥛