#kitkatpryde

[proud-poliosis-blog]

Knock First || Rogue & Kitty

"Kitty!" Her voice roared through the halls of their home, their school, Xavier's institute for gifted youngsters. Where was that girl!? Rogues hair hung wildly, wet, still dripping down her back. She had a head full of steam on and rightfully so. She knew she'd told kitty she could come and go in her room as she pleased. Rogue didn't mind her friend coming and going but this time...a knock at the bathroom door would have been appreciated. Rogue prowled through the halls dressed but uncomfortable in the shirt made wet by her dripping mass of hair. The anger radiating off her was enough to make those in the halls move aside for her. There were somethings that were meant to be kept private and Kitty picked the wrong time. "Kitty! Where are ya! Don't ya hide from meh!"

[piotr-the-protector-blog]

Haunted by the Past || Piotr and Kitty (Ghost Kitty AU)

Piotr dropped to his knees alone among the tombstones. His large hands ran through the grass before bunching into fists before pulling them up to his face. “Oh Katya...” He said his voice trembling with emotions. His fists balled and pressed against his forehead as silent tears rolled down his cheeks. He could still remember it like yesterday. They had just been out for dinner when they were attacked by those mutant hating bigots. It was practically a small army. He was just too slow to save her, and now she payed the ultimate price. “I am so sorry Katya... How could I let this happen... How could I be so foolish!” he roared to himself. If he wasn’t over her grave he would have pounded his fist into the ground till there was nothing less. It was then he heard an all too familiar voice behind him, the voice of Magneto. “Not you, Piotr. How could they let this happen.” he said keeping his distance dressed in all black as if for a funeral.  “Magneto!” He shouted instinctively turning on his armor as he turned to face him. His instincts went against his better judgment. “How dare you disrespect Katya like that?!” he roared as he marched towards him tempted to bash the villains head against a tombstone. With the gentle raise of his hand Magneto halted all of Piotr’s movement with his power. “You misunderstand me, child.” He said taking a white rose from behind his back as he made his way towards the headstone. “I’m simply here to pay my respects to the young Kitty Pryde.” with one final sniff of the flower he set it done at her grave. “A fine mutant sister taken from the earth far too soon.”

Piotr remained silent as his eyes followed Magneto. As he spoke Piotr found his words to feel genuine.No longer resisting Magneto’s hold he left his Osmium form and crossed his arms, partially to hear him out and partially because he felt he had to tuck his hands away to keep them from Magneto’s throat. “What are you doing here.” He responded coldly. “I know your pain, Piotr. I too have lost many that I love to humans who didn’t understand...” He said as he slowly turned to face Piotr. “They’re crimes only felt justice when the world went to war with them. Perhaps now you see that war has its place.” With a sigh he headed out of the cemetery the way he came in. “If you finally agree to make a difference, to stop these easily avoided tragedies, you know how to get my attention.”

Piotr stood there in silence. As the figure faded from his sight he finally relaxed his fist and looked into his palm at an engagement ring, a ring he intended to give her that evening. “For you Katya...” He muttered to himself before leaving in the same direction as Magneto.

[fallenheropietro]

Pitiful Passover: Kitty and Pietro

The temple that Pietro and Kitty attended was really quite wonderful--it knew who attended. The majority of its congregation consisted of stragglers, travelers, and young people. Their Rabbi saw a need, and addressed it. And so, the young mutant was at the temple, sharing Passover with many people he found to be strangers. He recognized a few faces from services, but he knew a handful of the people there were the less fortunate looking for a free meal. They weren’t turned away--no--they just had to put up with Hebrew being spoken. It was a small price to pay for such a meal. 

Pietro poked at his matzo ball soup, looking up every second or so, searching for the one face he actually felt comfortable with. She’d promised to come. Of course she’d be there. 

It just didn’t help that time went by slow for Pietro, even when he wasn’t waiting.

[leofitz-engineer-blog]

Behind the Scenes // Kitty & Fitz

His lab was a cluttered mess, some of it piled up to the ceiling through various shelves- other pieces of tech were spread out across his counters, blinking, buzzing, or being scanned for various purposes. Coulson had gifted this space to him personally, he was going to make good use of it. 

It was probably because he was so used to having people pop in for a question or to bark an order that he didn’t immediately turn around when his door slid open. Without skipping a beat, Fitz continued to tighten the bolts on his holographic machine and called out behind him. “One sec- jus’ finishin’ up.” He chewed on his lower lip as the final screw was twisted into place, finally placing it aside to look at who had just come by. 

“Hey there. . .” He greeted, offering the woman a confused grin as he looked her up and down. “What can I help ya with?” Leo slid his magnifying glasses off and placed them on the counter beside him, standing to offer her a hand instead. “You’re. . . um, K-Kitty, right?”

[petebloodywisdom-blog]

[petebloodywisdom-blog]

School reunion

Pete got one of the magic users in his employ to teleport him and a steaming flask of chicken soup to the front doors of the Xavier Institute. He entered, nodding at the various young mutants milling around, and flashed his ID at an older one, who asked him who he was. "Kitty's friend." He said, gruffly, before asking where she was.

After being directed to her room, he walked up the stairs to the girls dorms. Why on earth she'd suddenly decided to forgive him, he had no idea, but he wasn't going to argue with it, or question it while she was sick. He was just going to appreciate the time he got with the first girl he'd ever really loved.

He reached her door, raising a hand to knock. "Kit? Kit, petal, I brought the soup." He called through the wood.

[petebloodywisdom-blog]

kitkatpryde started following you

Alright, pet. Been a while.