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I'm in love with kurt, can we get some more fluff?

hey honey, thanks for the request! Aren’t we all at least a little bit in love with Kurt? ;) 

Having a family with Kurt Wagner

Kurt would be so overprotective once you were pregnant

All over you, 24/7

“Do you need anything, Schatze?” “Let me get that for you, love.”

Would quit going on missions because he wanted to be there for you, even though you told him it wasn’t necessary

Would be very insecure about becoming a dad

“I’m sorry if they look like me.” “Why would you be sorry, darling? You’re the most beautiful person I know.”

Kurt probably faints while you’re giving birth, so he wouldn’t be much help

You give birth to a sweet, healthy, little girl

Kurt would be over the moon

Cries when he first holds her

Is the sweetest dad

Sings his daughter German lullabies

Teaches his daughter German so she grows up in a bilangual household

Loves you both to the moon and back

The other X-Men are like the weird aunts and uncles who stop by now and then

“Uncle Charles said when I’m older I can join you and Papa and be an X-Men!”

You’d probably get a dog and your daughter loves them so much

Kurt would be so chill with your daughter’s s/o

But if they hurt her or break her heart…

There will be hell to pay

Going on family trips together

Loads of adorable family pictures

Your family is the absolute cutest!!

every time i learn about another legislative attempt by isr*el to eradicate palestine, palestinians, and palestinian culture it just sounds more ghoulishly evil- like that in 1977 israel made foraging for wild za'atar a punishable offence. not only za'atar but akkoub and wild sage as well (please watch foragers by jumana manna!). or making it illegal for palestinians to collect rainwater. the 800,000 olive trees that have been destroyed by israel since 1967. the colonizer's playbook, as if you can legislate a people out of existence by cutting them off from the earth, the dirt, the soil, the water, the fundamental parts of humanity. genocide and this type of ecological terrorism walk hand in hand, as if the earth doesn't yearn like a heart.

Hello,,

My name is Fatima Alanqar, I am 30 years old, and my husband Bilal Dader is 33. We are parents to five children: Yazan (12), Fadl (11), Zina (10), Rajaa (7), and our baby girl Basma, who is just a year and a half old.

My lovely family

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We live in Tal AlHawa, Gaza. In the early days of the war, we were forced to flee our home after it was completely destroyed by occupation forces with fire and missiles. Our car was also burned down to a heap of metal, and all our clothes were burned too. We have been displaced 17 times, each time escaping death by a miracle. We walked long distances on foot with our children who struggled to keep up, driven by fear to escape danger.

After years of effort and construction for our house, then one day and one night everything vanished

My children's mental health has been shattered. They have suffered immensely from fear, displacement, and homelessness, with barely enough food and water to feed a small cat. They have endured carrying water over long distances throughout the day, surrounded by destruction, rockets, and shrapnel. They were deprived of continuing their education, despite being top students.

One of those times when we had to sleep in our previously destroyed house, a missile landed on us and, by God’s grace, it did not explode.

My children have been deprived of the food they love and need for their bodies and minds to grow, enduring constant fear and terror day and night for 10 months without any peace or rest. We also contracted many diseases, including hepatitis and skin infections due to the lack of water and hygiene supplies in overcrowded shelters and sometimes in our destroyed home :( . We were also forced to stay completely still for periods ranging from 3 to 7 days due to the ongoing siege, drinking contaminated water out of fear of the tanks around us.

Our car was not spared from the bombing either

The children's rooms were completely burned...

Some members of my family were martyred, and others were injured. Fear, crying, and sadness fill the place.

We once had all the comforts and basic tools for a decent life, but now we have lost everything. We cook our food over open fires despite the exhaustion and heat, and we barely manage to get flour, water, and firewood. Yet we remain resilient in northern Gaza despite the bombing, hunger, and severe shortages of water, medicine, and necessary supplies.

And now, that's all we have

I was even forced to wean my year-and-a-half-old daughter due to the lack of milk :( .

We are displaced and homeless, continuously moving from one place to another until this dreadful war ends.

My heart breaks for her.... :

We are in desperate need of your help. We invite you to contribute to this fund to save my family and provide us with a safe shelter, food, water, and healthcare for all of us. Please share our story with your friends and family to raise awareness and support. Your words and prayers give us the strength to endure these difficult circumstances.

Your donation, no matter how small, can make a big difference in our lives. We rely on your support and standing by us during this tough time. Together, we can restore hope and safety for Fatima and her family.

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Sinful Desires

X-men Smut/Fluff Drabble

Kurt Wagner x Fem! Mutant! Reader

TW: Brief mention of religious beliefs, mentions of sinning, mentions of heat cycle, nesting habits, dry humping, Kurt wanting to help you sexually, improper confession, etc….

Nothing can describe the way he feels right now, never had it crossed his mind that someone could love Kurt the way he was yet here he was face to face with a woman who was losing herself to the sight of him. You did everything to avoid him because you didn’t want him to see you like this, horny, desperate, absolutely hungry for the man your heart and body craved for. The animalistic instincts from your mutation were begging you to claim him right now but you couldn’t, you couldn’t bring yourself to force him into such a sinful act.

“Get out Angel.”, you growled above him, calling out the same nickname you’d dedicated to him upon your first meeting. You were settled on your bed in a makeshift nest of clothes, blankets, and soft times, all while wearing one of his long baggy shirts.

Kurt could see you were suffering, uncomfortable, practically oozing with sexual frustration and for a moment he wanted to entertain the thought of helping you but that would go against his beliefs. Despite your warnings Kurt slowly got closer to your nest until he was hovering over it. To his surprise you quickly dragged him in, straddling his waist and staring down at him with ferociously hungry eyes.

“(Y/n) dearest, I-I can help…if…if you’d just let me.”, Kurt begged softly, the tip of his tail rubbing against the wet spot over your crotch. You let out a pitiful moan and collapsed against his chest the stimulation was too much for you right now. Kurt continued using his tail to please you but your crying forced him to stop.

“G-Get out…please. It’s not enough…I’ll want more but I can’t.”, you sobbed burying your nose into the crook of his neck.

Kurt frowned before slowly pulling his tail away from your soaked folds, “I can’t bare to see you suffer like this.”, he confessed sweetly, rubbing gentle circles into your arched back.

You whined against his neck and struggled to pull yourself away from him, he helped you sit up but didn’t let go. He wanted to help you, you could see it in his gorgeous gold eyes but this was to much to soon. You both had yet to confess to each other let alone even spend time together, it just wasn’t right. “I love you so much, it drives me insane. My body longs for you but I can’t have you yet, I just know that I’ll scare you away or hurt you…I-I need to stay away.”, you whimpered trying to ignore the pulsing heat between your thighs.

Kurt’s tailed slapped wildly against the bed hearing you say that, he shared similar feelings and would gladly give you his innocence if it meant helping you through your heat. “You could never scare me away, how could I ever run away from the first woman to ever call me an Angel? (Y/n), I love you, I want to be with you. I’m grateful that you take my religious beliefs so seriously but my dear…I would gladly sin for you if it meant snuffing out the heat that troubles your poor womb.”

Your pupils slowly constricted into tiny slits while your soft palms cupped his cheeks, “Kurt you don’t understand the extent of my heats, you don’t understand my feelings…I-I’m obsessed. So obsessed that I want to take you away and have your babies. I want more little elves running around the manor and I just want to hide you away from this cruel world but I can’t. It’s not healthy, I need to get myself in order before I can even think of courting you.”

Kurt feels his tail curling against his back in excitement, his blood is boiling and he’s sure his face is a reddish purple by now from your declaration of love. Now he truly wants to be yours, “I love you.”, he confesses stupidly watching your pouty lips pull into a horny grin.

He can’t help right now, he understands that since he’s to innocent so for now he will do as you ask and leave. Kurt is prepared to leave but not before pecking an innocent kiss to your warm cheek, in the blink of an eye he’s teleported just outside your door and his heartbeat is echoing in his pointed ears. His palms gently cover his flushed cheeks as lewd thoughts swirl in his head, “I-I need to marry her.”, he mutters to himself feeling a strange jolt of desire in his lower regions.

It’s a sin…he know it is…but there is no love without sin. He promises to himself that by your next heat you wouldn’t be able to deny him, you wouldn’t push him away since he’d be the only person to claim your heart. That much was a promise.

The Double standards , The ugliness and filth of this world , The vilest human era throughout the universe

Dina nodded with a smirk at the confirmation that she was right, she wondered if this is how her father felt about his own close friendships with mystique and the professor. She glad that he thinks so highly of kurt like she does.

She beamed at the mentioned of dessert "Yes! Also Peter just uses that whole 'magneto's my dad' thing when Wolverine catches him smoking weed in the single use bathroom" she explained while packing up her leftovers a manifest box and quickly finishing her drink then putting all her dishes together on the plate so that it's easier for the waiter.

" I think the hairy bastard just let's him go not wanting to risk getting his fancy mental bones confiscated " she laughs while looking through the dessert section of the menu "they have moist honey cake here, I've never tried it before but I know it's enjoyed during the jewish new year, they also have different types of baklava and pudding" she said

"I can pay for our desserts since you bought dinner" she offered leaving no other choice in her tone. And when the waiter came over to take their dishes and ask if they wanted anything else dina replied "I'll have the knafeh, what about you baba?" she then looked at erik.

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Magneto stands at the edge of the training grounds, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. The air hums with a quiet intensity as he watches Dina practice, his expression unreadable. With a deep breath, he steps forward, his cape billowing slightly in the breeze.

"Dina," he calls out, his voice firm yet gentle.

As she turns to face him, he approaches with measured steps, his eyes studying their face closely. "I am Magneto," he begins, his tone carrying the weight of his name. "I've come to speak with you about something of great importance."

He pauses, searching for the right words. "I know this may come as a shock, but I am your father. I have watched you from afar, knowing that one day this moment would come."

Magneto's gaze softens, a rare vulnerability showing through. "I understand if you have questions, or if you feel anger or confusion. But know that I am here now, and I want to be a part of your life, to help you understand your abilities and your heritage."

He extends a hand, a tentative yet hopeful gesture. "Will you allow me the chance to explain, to show you the truth of who we are?"

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I am Heba Al-Dahdouh. I currently live in the completely destroyed city of Gaza. Since the war on Gaza began on 7/1/2024, my family- my father Nasif, my mother Asmaa, and my siblings Khaled, Ahmad, Muhammad, and Malak-have been living in constant fear, crying, and suffering due to shrapnel, shells, and bullets.

We have no food, no electricity, no cooking gas, no schools, no homes, no cleaning supplies, and no clothes. Our house was completely destroyed. My school has been bombed, and my brother Khaled's university is now rubble, depriving us all of education. The war has forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents unsuitable for living, especially in winter.

Every day we live death, terror, and panic a thousand times because of the ongoing bombardment of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the start of the war, we sought refuge at my aunt's house, but it too became rubble. Imagine: we have survived imminent death more than 20 times and have been displaced among shelters more than 13 times. My siblings and I have suffered from many illnesses due to malnutrition, and we need medication continuously.

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Could you do Angel Dust finding out his child was sent to hell? Would he try to be a dad again?

-he would be devastated to learn his child found their way down to Hell. He did everything in his power to make sure you went down the right path.

-he would definitely try to be a father again.

-he may be a little overbearing and pushy but he only does it because he loves you.

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