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professorpryde.

kitty sighed, shaking her head. “i don’t know peter.” she said, giving his hand a small squeeze. “I was distracted, i suppose. all your talk about carpet hunting just got me so worked up.” she said giving a pained laugh. she was glad that peter had stayed in her life after everything had happened, she may not have loved him in a romantic way but she certainly loved him as a friend, at his point he was probably her best friend. “you didn’t have to come you know.” she told him. “i would have understood.” kitty covered a mouth as a fit of violent coughs escaped from her. “have uh-you haven’t heard from illyana have you? i was hoping she’d stop by. is that stupid? or selfish?”

her laughter sounded wheezy, all things considered but a grin no matter how distressed was better than a full on breakdown. rubbing his thumb mindlessly along her knuckles he let out a breathy half-laugh. “that was a really good, subtle way to ask i can’t believe it was ruined like that. promise i didn’t tell the kids that you’re just a giant lesbian that just the casual mention of getting any action get the better of you, though they are worried.” he gave her hand a squeeze before moving to pick up the cup of jello sitting on her bedside. “i absolutely had to come to maintain my throne of best ex-husband in the universe, no, but of course i was worried you idiot.” peeling back the foil covering and folding it into a makeshift spoon, he bit into orange jello only to taste disappointment. “this hospital is torturing you, but no. i’ve asked around but none of my usual connects have heard from her. i don’t know, neither.. a little bit of both. when was the last time you’d even heard from her?”

#professorpryde

keep it undercover || starkat

after tirelessly trying to explain the complications in his and kitty’s relationship, peter slumped in an uncomfortable hospital chair until he overheard two nurses who said that she had woken. using his own children as a distraction, quill snuck pass the head nurse and into the room kitty had been assigned too. the room was dim and he closed the door softly behind him to prevent any of the nurses from catching onto him right away. as he stepped up to kitty’s bed, his brows grew together in concern as he took her hand in his. peter hated hospitals since he was a kid, but there was an awful necessity to hospitals that he had come to know. “jesus fucking christ kitty, you're usually the one on top of things what were you doing? @professorpryde

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professorpryde.

kitty turned to face her ex-husband, a look of amusement on her face. “oh, i didn’t realize I was supposed to get you something for thanksgiving, is that new tradition or something?” she asked with a raised eyebrow. “’cause if so you should probably give me my gift first.”

“jokes on you, kat-astrophe, my gift is invisible. it’s unconditional love and you’re smothered in it and you’re welcome.” flashing her a toothy grin, peter excused himself from the kids table. “i’m totally kidding -- about the gift part not the love part. either way, how’s the carpet hunting going?”

#professorpryde

hxwlingcommandx.

Bucky was not a huge fan of crowds, even at the holidays, so he spent as much time as he could in the kitchen while everyone was sitting down – piling dishes in the sink and soaking them in hot, soapy water, putting leftovers in Tupperware, etc. He was looking for another task, any task, when someone pushed into the kitchen. He looked up, a little grumpy to have his solitude interrupted. “Do you need something?”

“Buckbeak, Jesus fuck!! You’re lucky it’s just me coming through, you look like you’re gonna murder someone in here. Tell me the truth, you’ve made a kid cry before haven’t you?” It was an exaggeration, of course, maybe, but at the same time Bucky always had the eyebrows for a villain. “Any, uh, way, I was wondering what you’re working on it smells delicious out in the hall.”

#hxwlingcommandx

opticxblasts.

“The party’s indoors, what are you doing out here?” Scott turned to face the incoming sound of footsteps with a raised brow. He was never really one for big crowds at all, just Christmas alone with his extended family was bad enough let alone Thanksgiving with everyone else’s family too. Hence why he found himself out here in the cold, away from it all, leaning against a wall and relishing in the slight break it gave him.

Peter held three very basic fundamental truths in his chest right between his lungs: his love for his children, his love of spending time with his children, and he love of not having his kids shot at by different alien societies that didn’t quite get his personal policies. That being said, being on Earth made him feel impossibly old and, quite unlike himself, he tore himself from the large crowds to lay across one of the benches outside to look up at the sky. At the sound of another person’s voice, Pete rolled his neck to see who it was, broken from his own thoughts. “Come have a sit Scotty boy,” he said in lieu of answering the man’s question. “Tell me, what do you think about when you look up at the stars.”

#opticxblasts #sorry its night now. i don't make the rules

fahimawilson.

“ I DON’T KNOW ABOUT YOU , but i totally call dibs on that chocolate pie. that whole goddamn thing. “

“Not gonna lie, I’m pretty disappointed in you. Only one pie?” His serious tone broke in a matter of seconds and he gave her a grin. “Nah, but you do know what chocolate pie is just chocolate pudding with bread. Go for something with some real weight like key lime or pecan.”

#fahimawilson

thunderbxrn.

Astrid looked around at all the gathered people and then looked at the person in front of her. “I’ve never experienced this Thanksgiving celebration before, what is it about exactly?”

“What?! Oh shit, little girl you are in for a treat. Let me set the scene for you - think of all the food you could ever eat and then quadruple it. That’s thanksgiving. Oh, also you have to tell people you love them, but usually they’ll be in a food coma by then so you’re still emotionally intact and not vulnerable in the least.”

#thunderbxrn

tessabishopchavez.

“I would normally say no, but I think I’m allowed to splurge a little on thanksgiving. Yes chica?” Tessa says while giving a wild grin.

“Don’t say that, you have to treat yourself Thanksgiving only comes around once a year. Try asking for a sweet potato pie during May, I dare ya. Everyone shuts that down as if you were wanting to trade gestation pods to the Fyrenoaks.” With a light shake of his head, Quill tried to banish the thought of this past May’s transgressions. “Either way, what you planning on going in for? I’m not trying to lose a hand or anything by getting in the way.”

#tessabishopchavez

thanksgiving is a time for giving thanks // @professorpryde

all things considered, there were very few ways to mess up a holiday all about food. after being banned from the ?? ox?? cord, quill opted to start a number of pie-eating competitions with some of the mutant children because he was here for a good time not a long time. between matches, he caught sight of one of his wives, technically ex-wife but that was neither here nor there. “kitkat!! what’d you get me for the holiday?”

#professorpryde #pls dont ever ask me to do anything ever again or i will DIE

divmondqueen.

“It’s utterly ridiculous the amount of students that think it’s okay to skip Danger Room. These simulations are real possibilities. If you can’t even bother to show up you’re simply not cut out to be an hero or even live in a day to day world where these things happen.”

“Don’t be so hard on them Emma, its not like you had a school you had to go to back in the day -- kids deserve a break too.” Quill has an inexplainable about of blue ink smeared into his hands and he rubs his hands together as if that’ll help the situation any. “Plus, I cancel class at least once a month and you can’t say you don’t do that same.”

#divmondqueen

lunxrempxth.

Luna looked up from her journal, eyebrow raised as she stared at the person in front of her. “Can I help you with something? Or is there another reason you’re standing in front of me?”

“Hope so kiddo, are you the Maximoff with powers or you’re the one who runs fast?” With age ( or so he told himself ) and the constantly flowing of children in the school Peter tended to keep only the loosest tabs on children that weren’t his own.

#lunxrempxth

pythoncss.

“ i’m actually trying to MEDITATE here but hey, thanks for being oh so loud and disturbing my thoughts, “ sofiya sighed, floating with her legs crossed. sofiya opened her eyes and turned her head towards the loud noise. she had picked this room due to how QUIET it usually was. meditating helped her with her magic and find her inner PEACE, which her mother was so hard on her to find since her abilities couldn’t just be based on anger.

“you’re welcome, who even meditates anymore” peter muttered, leaving the door he had kicked open ajar as he moved towards the teacher’s station and plopped down on the seat. as he logged into the terminal to download the lastest update while classes were on break, he gave the ta another glance over. “were you actually meditating in here or are you waiting on someone? i swear this won’t take long, just some new software updates -- super boring stuff, but if you’re sneaking in here for something freaky i’d leave a sock on the door or something.”

#pythoncss