#kurtty

[heartshapedcurl]

they’re all my loves

[dracoaries]

Alright, alright... so this isn't actually another drawing based on @snarlinggherkin's Absolution fic, but it is 100% what I see whenever I read a new chapter. Right? I can't be the only one!

[kurtwagnerandkittypryde]

Thank you very much for the inspiration @trashgOblin37 . I hope that I have not in any way offended the author of this drawing. Thanks again for your creativity💖

[snarlinggherkin]

Not really happy with Kitty's face but I'm def happy with Kurt!

Hopefully will start writing another chap of my fanfic soon :D

[shorthairand15books]

Had a dream last night that involved Kurt and Kitty from X-Men: Evolution meeting their older selves. Their older selves were a couple, which young!Kurt was happy about lol

Young!Kitty kept arguing with Older!Kurt for some reason, while young!Kurt and Older!Kitty were chill lol

[cocoabubbelle-newblog]

Random Scogue/Headcanon Trivia: Scoguelings! Pt. 3!

Is obliviousness to romance an inherently male Summers’s trait?

Christopher Summers: told his sons when they were little that he worked hard to become a dashing, calm and collected pilot of the U.S. Air Force with the rank of Captain so he could successfully impress the daughter of his father’s business partner who co-owned the cargo airline company the former ran and ask for her hand in marriage, otherwise she never knew he existed. Katherine Anne later informed her sons that she had already been interested in him from the moment he tripped over his feet and fell flat on his face when their dads first introduced them to each other.

Scott Summers: had genuinely no idea Rogue harbored romantic feelings for him since their high school years. It was long after he and Jean ended their relationship to figure out what they both wanted, and during a mission he and Rogue were participating in, he had realized he was in love with the latter. After trying to rationalize with himself that he only thought he was in love with Rogue because of the less than ideal break up with Jean, and him and Rogue having to pretend to be a couple for their cover wasn’t helping, Scott came to the conclusion that his feelings for Rogue were sincere (regardless of when they started blossoming), via an accidental love confession that escaped while he was trying to comfort her after an especially harrowing moment in their mission. But there was absolutely no way he could even dream she’d ever feel the same way, since 1) she was incredibly cool in his eyes, so he was obviously not her type; 2) she had only recently broken things off with Remy as they both hit a snag in their relationship right when he was going to propose, and Scott didn’t feel it was right trying to insert himself in a situation to add to Rogue’s discomfort as she took time to figure things out; 3) She had been in his hs drama/theater class and in a play, so obviously she is good at acting like she’s in love with him while they pretend to be a couple for their mission….right?

Alex Summers: had thought Scott was dating Madelyne Pryor the whole time Scott and Rogue were trying to figure out/were actually in a relationship. Had spent several years trying and failing to convey his crush and love to Maddie…only by the time he gathered the courage to successfully do so…:

Alex: I…I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU!😣❤️

Maddie: I love you too 😁

Alex: ?! You do?!😳

Maddie: Of course! Hence us dating these past few years.😄

Alex:…😶

Maddie:…😀

Alex:…😦

Maddie:…you WERE going to finally propose after that confession…right?🤨

………

Alex:…we were DATING?!🤯

Maddie: We WEREN’T?!🤯

Greta* Wagner, Nightcrawler/Kurt’s daughter through his deceased wife, Amanda Sefton, certainly seems to think so when she tries to convince Kirby Paquin-Summers (Scogue’s eldest child and only son) of the ✨vibes✨ between her long widowed father and close family friend Katherine “Kitty” Pryde.

Greta: They make a cute couple, huh? *nods towards Kurtty, who are OBVIOUSLY blushing and making eyes at each other while they talk/flirt*

Kirby: *sees Kurtty chatting* They certainly are standing next to each other.

Greta:…

Kirby:…

Greta:…you are SUCH a Summers Man 🙄

Kirby: 🤨❓

*Greta is short for Margarete, who I am headcanoning for my AU is the namesake of Kurt’s adoptive mother (since in the comics, his adoptive mother’s name was Margali Szardos)

Kurt’s father is named Kristopher (in the comics, Kurt’s surname came from Baron Christian Wagner), and is no way in any shape or form connected to any mean anti-mutant barons sharing the same last name.

[moiynapakhi]

i remember this fanart from many, many years ago where kurt and kitty were fucking in the shower and kurt was off the ground and wrapped around her like a snake while he was rawing her, and tbh, short kings doing the gremlin on their tall hot partners is just 👌🏽👌🏽👌🏽

[sooz-again]

A late night meeting between Escape Plans 1 and 2.

[kurtty-drabbles]

This show is old now, 20 ish years (give or take) but still one of the best versions of X-Men and the reason I got hook for the story and even for this ship aka kurtty

Like it's so sad, really, that kurtty was ever a possibility in one version and forget about it forever? Kurt can have lousy "love interest" who don't give a fuck about him and ...Kitty shall date Peters.

I heard a rumour how the show (was cancelled of course) wanted to make Scouge a thing and I wonder if maybe they wanted to make Kurtty a thing too.

The scene of him dancing with Amanda but still looking at Kitty in the prom seems anything but platonic. But meh...

And kurtty is a niche ship anyway, maybe is for the best.

Still I do love this ship even if marvel is butching the characters

[bamfoftheundead]

Beach Stuff [revised]

Was cleaning up and found my little beach drabble from about a year ago or so. Did some editing to smooth out the wrinkles. Hope it sounds better

it feels too short to post to ao3 so I'll keep it here. for anyone new its the revised version of this

@dannybagpipesarecalling @kurtty-drabbles

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  Dusting the sand from his backside, which only spread it further into his fur, Kurt was beginning to regret choosing the beach. He loved the ocean and all it had to reveal but the sand, he just couldn’t do it. Huffing, he kicks out a leg as the micro pieces of itchy hell scrape terribly between his legs- leaving a sand-rash sure to last. He normally loved the beach, when he was sitting in a chair preferably away from the sand in a temperature controlled environment with a sweet alcoholic beverage to enjoy.

 Settling back into place he reranged his towel to hopefully give better protection from the harsh elements, which didn’t change his predicament in the slightest. Irritated and yearning to leave the wretched place he glanced outwards, towards the waves that lapped gently against the colorful shore. There, in the shallows he could see her. Haloed by blinding sunlight like some sort of sea nymph rising from the depths. For a moment he thinks of the birth of Venus and how fitting it is for her. 

 Kitty stomped around calf-deep in the clear water atop a sandbar, leaning down to examine a baby cuttlefish zooming by. Stepping around carefully to avoid cutting her foot open on some broken shells, Kitty crouches and dips a sun-screened hand into the water. Since coming here Kitty had found Krakoa’s beach to be full of rich ecosystems of all manner of sea life, it felt odd that one of the worst places could host such vibrant life. Looking back at the sandy shore she stifles a laugh, her blue lover wrestles with the towel below him in an attempt to keep the wind from blowing more sand onto his nearly beige fur. By the time they'd get home he'd be nothing more than a piece of human sandpaper. Her sight eventually drifted back to the shimmering ocean line. Kitty wondered where it ended, no other ocean in their hemisphere had such pure water with all the oil spills and general pollution. Giving Kurt a final glance she turns and wades deeper, letting the cool, strong current pull her away from the shore, away from everything. 

As she dipped further out, waves lapping at her cheeks a line of thought she’d tried to avoid since her arrival surfaced, If she looked far enough below would she see herself? Would she be able to discern the burnt corpse her ‘friends’ had so lovingly discarded to the ocean rather then give her the proper funeral she deserved? Probably not. The idea of coming face to face without her previous body made her ill. Still the curiosity never wavered. What was she wearing when they shipped her off to sea? The boots her mother gifted her before the ultimate mass death-suicide ressurection? Maybe her old self was still wearing her grandmother's ring, she hadn’t been able to find it since awaking. Luckily, Kurt had saved her star of david. A small beam of light in her otherwise cloudy mindstorm. She’d made it a priority not to let herself sink back into the what-iffing, to not give into the existential dread. But something about the cool, empty ocean seemed to draw the memories right out of her head.

 Letting another large wave sweep her under the deep blue she let her mind clear and sank. Her hands tense as she dove deeper, maybe she’d see herself down below? Maybe her ashes had spread into the never ending waves for all eternity, never given the respect or rest she’d thought she earned. It was probably stupid anyway, right? She came back in the end! But… still, looking into the empty sandbanks below she still felt the bitter ache deep in her gut, it wasn’t fair. 

A sharp, jerky movement catches in her peripheral vision, kicking back up; she's greeted by a plume of violet smoke spread far and wide into the waves above. Painting the waves briefly deep indigo. Through the purple cloud a face peeks out, he sees her and smiles. Waving, Kitty kicks back to the surface. Breaking the water barrier and gasping for air she hadn’t noticed she needed. Kurt smiles as his wet curls fall into his eyes. Kitty laughs, reaching to push the black tendrils away.

 Spitting out more water he shakes his head sheepishly, the same roguish grin held high and happily. From a distance Kitty could see the sun begin the set, the evening light disappearing beneath the now darkening tides. Tilting his head Kurt looks down at her, wrapping his arms around her to pull her close to him, somewhat easing that now enshrouded them. Kitty holds him close, fingers gripping handfuls of soaking fur in an effort to rest her sore arms and enjoy the sunset here, with him. Reaching forward he runs a wet, velvet-soft palm along her temple, then her cheek as his thumb pressed thoughtfully against her lips. His eyes brighten the dimness around the two, lighting for her. Pushing against the rough waves she closes the gap, pushing his hand down she kisses him. He kisses her back eagerly and doesn’t let go, he holds her close and he doesn’t let go. Her arms tense and tighten around his broad, sopping figure.

 Sighing, she pulls back and lays her face onto his wet shoulder to stare off into the dark emptiness, a new feeling of contentment washing over her. His presence always seemed to fix away the darkness that crept in. 

“Are you alright? ” Looking down at her with loving golden eyes.

“ I am now “ she mumbles tiredly. He holds her closer and laughs, using a free hand to push back wet strands of curled hair that had shaken loose from its bun.

“ Come then, let's go home “

[dracoaries]

A quick sketch of my favourite scene from SnarlingGherkin's fanfic Absolution. It's a wonderful Kurt Wagner/Kitty Pryde fic, my absolute favourite at the moment. :)

[kurtwagnerandkittypryde]

Wait and see

[su-whisterfield]

Quick present for @dannybagpipesarecalling while listening to the radio.

[mikeellee]

I missed the days where Marvel inspired me to write fics. Just had a surge of ideas for Kurtty and Kitty. Like, ignore the canon where she only dates Peters (bc God knows why? Self insert dream?) And instead started the story as a young woman and ...dated many people before Kurt.

I even think of how her first bf(or friends with benefits) should have beem doug Ramsey. He would have the same agw as her...and both would be each other firsts and remain friends.

All that bc I adore the idea Kitty has game. She is the ladies man. Kurt? Yes he is Kurt (the ladies like it) but he is losing to Kitty here and...not enjoying (as time progress) how she has admires and not get why.

Potential...sigh

[kurtwagnerandkittypryde]

Love this forever ❤️‍🔥

my god this took forEVER

[kurtty-drabbles]

"You look like you need a hug." Prompt #28 please. :-)

@dannybagpipesarecalling set in Evo verse.

In honour of the bad retcon, lets hear from Raven being a shitty parent.

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Meeting villains is not a concept Kitty Pryde is unaware. In her young years, villains had another name and she faced them always proud in her name. However, as she is now an X-Men (in training as Scott would interjects or scowl) villains have a more comic-book's apparence.

The idea is still the same. Magneto is a villain with a complex past. "His past doesn't excuse his actions" Kitty mutters to herself as she gathers her bag and leaves the danger room.

And the villain who causes more problem shall be named Raven. Jean arrives in the hall, her shinning red hair is easy to spot, the frown is a new thing. "Hi Kitty...just scanning to see...if SHE is really gone" Jean puts her hands on her temples. "And so far, she is very much gone"

Kitty nods. Who detest Raven more?

☆Ororo?

☆Jean?

☆Scott?

☆Logan?

☆Rogue?

"How is Rogue?" Kitty asked as their last meeting is less 'mother and daughter reunion' and more a case of a Larry Spring.

"Angry, but fine. Raven didn't do much demage on her" Jean replied.

"Only on Kurt..." Kitty answers and it makes her mood switch. Jean nods sadly, the red hair asks if Kitty could talk to him. So far only few people menaged to get a few words from elf boy.

Kitty comes upstair and see...his room with the door open. The elf is mooping on the bed.

"Hey, elf..." Kitty speaks gently. "You look like you need a hug"

Kurt doesn't need to say anything else and hugs her.

Raven is a horrible mother.

Kurt will survive because he has people who care for him.