rictorscales​:

(✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): Well I’m /sorry/ that my /emotional breakdown/ damaged your television (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): what about your strong emotional attachment to me? (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): doesn’t that count for anything […] (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): i’ve saved you from boredom a million times. you’re literally never bored with me […] (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): the pile is so big that the top can’t be reached to add on. sorry. crisis quota full […] (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): kitty i don’t know how to tell you this (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): but i’m not ‘handling’ anything (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): i’m doing the opposite of handling […] (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): ah, yes. it’s well known that i immediately fold to sad face emojis.

[📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] I know we’re joking, but you know I don’t actually care about the television rig– [DELETED] [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] will you save me, if I need it, Ric? are you a prized family possession? [...] [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] NEW PILE [...] [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] Ric [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] I’m not really handling anything either [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] that’s why I said you just /say/ you’re handling things [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] side note [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] tell me when you hear the rumble, I think I’m close [...] [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] :( :( [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] :( [...] [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] :( :( :(

[📱to not bar sir ] sir– [DELETED] [...]

[...] [📱to not bar sir ] wow, after we had such a profound connection :( [📱to not bar sir ] built on many ignored texts :( [📱to not bar sir ] I thought what we had was special :( [📱to not bar sir ] :(

@kxtepryde

( 📩 → nosy af ): I have no idea who this is and why I have you in my contacts as ‘nosy af’.  ( 📩 → nosy af ): Is this Stephanie?  ( 📩 → nosy af ): I feel like I’d do this to her. Probably.  ( 📩 → nosy af ): Clearly not that important if I don’t recognize your number. Hm. 

@phoenixtouched sent 16﹕ a  flirtatious  text                                             & 17﹕ a  text  during  a  breakdown  /  panic  attack

[📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] hiya, Red! [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] I’m kind of stuck [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] and you know what would make this so much better? if I was stuck with you [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] I’m winking, imagine me winking [...]

[...] [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] okay that was bad [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] I don’t want you to be stuck, too, just for you to be here [...]

[...] [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] can you just talk to me? [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] for a bit? [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] I can’t breathe and it’s getting really cramped and I– [DELETED] [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] I’ve texted a few people to help get me out of whatever this is, it shouldn’t be too much longer but [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] can you help me breathe?– [DELETED] [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] what if I don’t get out and– [DELETED] [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] Rachel I can’t /breat– [DELETED] [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] it’s been over an hour and I’m so scared I’m– [DELETED] [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] fuck I can’t– [DELETED] [📱to Rachel!!!!!!!!! ] but they aren’t /you/

@ruleroflimbo sent 25﹕ an  urgent  text

[📱to Yana ] I need help [📱to Yana ] I can’t– [DELETED] [📱to Yana ] kind of having trouble stayi– [DELETED] [📱to Yana ] I was at Bo’s and went to walk through the wall and walked /into/ something instead [📱to Yana ] I don’t know what it is but I can’t get back out of it [📱to Yana ] can you port in? [📱to Yana ] it’s a little cramped but I think there’s room [📱to Yana ] please try? I texted Simon and Jean but [📱to Yana ] but nothing, sorry, it’s okay, I’m okay I just need some help please :)

@jeaniegreysummers sent 25﹕ an  urgent  text

[📱to Jean!! ] hi! [📱to Jean!! ] everything is fine! [📱to Jean!! ] it’s not fine, Jean I don’t think I’m fin– [DELETED] [📱to Jean!! ] I’m a little stuck, though! and my possible jackhammer friend hasn’t answered yet, so I’m stuck and short a jackhammer [📱to Jean!! ] it’s okay, though, you know I’m cozy here [📱to Jean!! ] kinda cramped [📱to Jean!! ] and you know I really shouldn’t be /stuck/, so that’s concerning, it’s [📱to Jean!! ] doing me a concern, as the doge says [📱to Jean!! ] I don’t really know what to do right now, but hey! could you be my backup jackhammer friend? you can do jackhammers with your mind right? [📱to Jean!! ] I was just outside of Bo’s, I think I’m still there? [📱to Jean!! ] I’m okay [📱to Jean!! ] sort of, it’s– [DELETED] [📱to Jean!! ] actually don’t like this– [DELETED] [📱to Jean!! ] you know I’ve always been so scared of the /opposite/ I hadn’t stopped to consider– [DELETED] [📱to Jean!! ] Jean I’m getting scared– [DELETED] [📱to Jean!! ] totally calm! take your time, I managed to get to Bo’s /before/ getting stuck, so no imminent starvation here or anything

@impulselantern sent 25﹕ an  urgent  text

[📱to Simon!! ] hey! [📱to Simon!! ] so don’t panic [📱to Simon!! ] bring a towel [📱to Simon!! ] I’m stuck??? which is a really weird feeling, I’m not usually stuck places, but this is a place very good at making me stuck, apparently [📱to Simon!! ] this might be a problem, we have a problem, I most definitely have a probl– [DELETED] [📱to Simon!! ] anyway [📱to Simon!! ] I’m cool, this is fine, totally one-hundred percent calm right now [📱to Simon!! ] but does your fancy ring make jackhammers?

Kitty followed Rachel’s gaze to the stars. She’d been there often enough, had fallen into text book upon text book of information about them, but that wasn’t what made them feel like home. Her fascination with them was genuine far beyond the woman who sat next to her, but they weren’t home. That had little to do with the nitrogen or hydrogen or the oxygen or...or the explosions of creation, the swirls of galaxies and possibilities. What made it home was how all of it could be contained in the shape of one person.

“Mhm.” She hummed a quiet affirmation. With Rachel looking up, breaking the silence felt wrong. Quiet wasn’t Kitty’s best skill unless she was brooding; it was something of a marvel she’d managed to sit still long enough for the silence to surround them in the first place.

(It was something about not settling since the time she was thirteen. It was something about Rachel and stars and making homes out of at least one of them.)

But then Rachel was looking at her, and Kitty hadn’t realized she’d needed the reassurance until Rachel was offering it. They’d felt almost permanent once before, when they had a lighthouse and a team. Then Rachel was gone), and Kitty was left behind, and maybe she’d always expect to lose the things she held onto the tightest. Maybe she’d been trying not to squeeze too tight lest history repeat itself. But then, but then Rachel was looking at her, and Kitty dared to hope. “It’s a pretty good place, right here.” On this rooftop, with this person.

She looked down at her clasped hands she suddenly couldn’t keep still any more, fingers clasping and unclasping. “With you.” If there was ever a moment Kitty wished Rachel would use that mental connection they had it was that moment. She looked back up at Rachel, smiling just around the edges. She’d fought the Shi’ar and the Brood in space; sometimes she knew how to be brave. “It’s a pretty good place right here, with you.”

i would go anywhere in the world with you.

@kxtepryde

Rachel’s feet were dangling off the edge of the roof. This had been a frequent spot for her in the past to get away and breathe. But where this would have been a desperate attempt to get away - tonight, it was comfortable. A space of safety where Rachel felt like she was allowed to exist. And Kitty’s contribution only cemented that feeling. “Anywhere?” Rachel was looking toward the stars, her voice as distant as the destinations she was considering.

“Does it still feel like I have a foot out the door?” She looked at Kitty fully now, pulling herself out of the daydream she had allowed herself to get lost in. “Because I don’t.” She hoped she didn’t have to say it, but for all the things she had hoped she didn’t need to explain or say - she had left too much written between the lines, hoping that Kitty would catch the hints and the feelings left behind in the fragments. “If I get to pick where I call home, I think this is a good place.” With good people.

firstxman​:

(✉️ ➡️ Shadowcat): Kitty. (✉️ ➡️ Shadowcat): What did you do? […] (✉️ ➡️ Shadowcat): You /what?/ (✉️ ➡️ Shadowcat): Where did you take the jet? (✉️ ➡️ Shadowcat): You didn’t crash it, did you?

[📱to Soup Summers ] to rescue a friend! [📱to Soup Summers ] it was a good use of jet, I promise [📱to Soup Summers ] I even washed it after [...] [📱to Soup Summers ] wow [📱to Soup Summers ] I find your lack of faith in me disturbing [📱to Soup Summers ] heh

rictorscales​:

(✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): why do you hate me (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): is it about the tv i broke? […] (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): good luck. i have crises so big that creating a new one is gonna be hard […] (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): you are the devil. […] (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): how come they taught you how to fly the jet? they never taught me how to fly the jet (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): i love harming pigeons […] (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): i hope it snows everywhere except where you are.

[📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] everything boils down to the TV you broke [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] I loved that TV [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] it was a prized family possession, there was a strong emotional attachment, it saved me once [...] [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] from boredom, but that’s beside the point!! [...] [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] you can always add to the pile! I’m adding to the pile [...] [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] perseverance! see, you just insist you can handle things, and then the next thing you know, you’re handling things [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] like jets, and classes, and world-ending cosmic threats in space [...]

[...] [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] :( [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] :( :(

Kitty wasn’t sure what she’d been expecting. There was a pause that she filled with a million options before he finally finished his sentence: help with some galactic threat, a hug (he’d never ask but she sort of wanted to give him one), something fun and distracting like bowling or a trip to space, advice. When he finally said ‘coffee,’ it felt a little anti-climactic. He looked like he needed a bit more than coffee, but if coffee was what he was going to ask for, she was going to get him the best coffee NYC had to offer.

“Sure, I know a dive.” Or Genosha? Maybe Simon would like to visit Genosha. Kitty adored New York; she’d found home not too far from it at the age of thirteen, and grew to love it for all its gritty charm. It wasn’t Chicago, but it was home nonetheless. She tried not to think about how they’d have to cross the water to get to Genosha. That there were international borders, and rules, and oceans between. 

“Or I could show you a place in Genosha?” She asked, anyway. Because ferries be damned, she was going to share her new home with her friends.

just tell me what you need. // @kxtepryde​

Simon was in over his head. Actually, that was being a little vague, because Simon had been in over his head. He’d been in over his head since a magic ring from space broke him out of Guantanamo Bay and signed him up to work alongside other people with magic rings from space, and he’d always known that, but… Well. Knowing it and being reminded of it were pretty different things, weren’t they?

There was a potential alien invasion going on, with slime people around every corner, and he was pretty sure he was the only one doing anything about it. And he was still sleeping on a mattress in space, because Sira wasn’t that mad anymore but his pride wouldn’t let him ask for her sofa back anyway. And he was pretty much broke. And — And everything.

Sighing, he glanced up at Kitty. “I need…” A job. A place to live. An army to help me fight a bunch of slime weirdos. A therapist, probably. “A cup of coffee. You in?”

rictorscales​:

(✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): please, set them to kill. you’d be doing me a favor with this hangover (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): great, thanks […] (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): we can deal with multiple crises, katherine […] (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): they probably still /look/ at their phones sometimes. right?  (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): stop booping. you’ve buried it, it’s all done. you’re killing me […] (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): awww, how nice (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): question. you /do/ know how to drive the jet, right? (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): never mind, it doesn’t matter. we’ll figure it out if you don’t […] (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): please stop (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): nobody ever wants to talk about the weather (✉️ ➡️ crazy cat lady +group): except maybe ororo i guess

[📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] no <3 [...] [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] I’m going to make you calling me Katherine your new crisis [...] [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] BOOP [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] BUZZ [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] BOOP [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] how’s the headache? [...] [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] I know how to fly the jet! I’ve been flying the jet for years! well, even, thank you very much [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] only a few pigeons were harmed in the making of this skill [...] [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] been chilly [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] and no snow, was kind of hoping for some snow [📱to sir shakes a lot, +group ] anyone else hoping for snow?

rxdqueens​:

( 📩 → Kitty Pryde ): Yes.

[ …. ] ( 📩 → Kitty Pryde ): Uh huh. Is that what you’re telling yourself?  ( 📩 → Kitty Pryde ): That’s quite the elaborate way to say that you don’t want food poisoning.  ( 📩 → Kitty Pryde ): Cassie Casserole needs to be eaten. It will not be me doing it.  ( 📩 → Kitty Pryde ): Or go ahead and give her to the pigeons.  ( 📩 → Kitty Pryde ): Though, I’m not sure if they’d appreciate her… ( 📩 → Kitty Pryde ): Just take the casserole. 

[📱to Maddie ] it is, it is what I’m telling myself [...]

[...] [📱to Maddie ] is that a threat? [📱to Maddie ] I feel threatened right now [📱to Maddie ] not in front of Cassie Casserole, we have to set a good, upstanding example for her [📱to Maddie ] what if she grows up to be a menace, Maddie [📱to Maddie ] not that you’re a menace! [📱to Maddie ] you’re great! [📱to Maddie ] you know, I think I’ll take the casserole, thank you, you’re so thoughtful

@daisyquakes

[📱to Arch Nemesis ] I need you to hack into my phone and just live there [📱to Arch Nemesis ] and then just [📱to Arch Nemesis ] delete all the dumb things I say before they can reach the recipient [📱to Arch Nemesis ] if I’m weak for two seconds and I text a New York pizza place for delivery, poof [📱to Arch Nemesis ] if I say something worthy of the gay seal meme in a group chat, poof [📱to Arch Nemesis ] save me

@firstxman

[📱to Soup Summers ] hey [📱to Soup Summers ] you’re looking great today, Scott!! [📱to Soup Summers ] did you get a haircut? [📱to Soup Summers ] new sweater? [📱to Soup Summers ] I used the jet without asking [📱to Soup Summers ] new socks?? looks good on you!

New York City had changed so much in the course of a couple years, and yet so much remained the same. There was a safe haven in the bay, something beautiful and grand and impossible, where Kitty could walk down the streets and never once see graffiti cursing her very existence. Part of her would always hope she could say the same about NYC some day.

Maybe she should’ve stayed on Genosha. Maybe she didn’t want to. Because she still hoped.

She was shaking a bottle of black spray paint and tracing the outline of a Bamf  when she noticed the woman walking up. “Oh! This is, this isn’t what it looks like. I’m just– wait, you missed...this?” The Accords had been all over the news. The siege had been all over the news. There was still rubble, some businesses still had ‘closed’ plastered across cracked windows. “Lucky you.”

     Raven had the habit of appearing out of nowhere and blending into the darkness . It was just something she was used to doing ever since she was young . No one every really knew she was there and if they did , which was rare , they had keen eyes .

     Walking about the city , in her hand she had some of the apartment listings . Having been here three month , already , staying in hotels wasn’t a permanent home . Eyes soon looked up at a poster about the accords and a graffiti regarding mutants . “ Seems like I missed a lot … ” She muttered . 

[📱to Maddie ] is it [📱to Maddie ] is it one of Jean’s? [📱to Maddie ] okay hear me out, it’s not because of food poisoning, Jean is excellent and I’ll throw up for her any day [📱to Maddie ] see, it’s because if it becomes sentient, I’ll have to keep it forever [📱to Maddie ] I’ll name it Cassie Casserole and I’ll take it for walks in Central Park and we’ll become best buds and I’ll have to fend off the pigeons, but I can only do that for so long [📱to Maddie ] there are so many pigeons, Maddie [📱to Maddie ] and then it’ll get eaten and I’ll be /sad/ [📱to Maddie ] and the pigeons will get food poisoning [📱to Maddie ] so I really can’t :(

@kxtepryde

( 📩 → Kitty Pryde ): Can I pawn this casserole off on you? ( 📩 → Kitty Pryde ): Don’t tell anyone I gave it to you. I’m afraid it will become a sentient being if I leave it in my fridge for more than a day. ( 📩 → Kitty Pryde ): I’m sure it’s quite delicious! Probably! ( 📩 → Kitty Pryde ): Please take it.