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#Pietro drabble
eternalslover · 2 years
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Pietro having a crush on you headcanons (gn? I don't think there are any particular pronouns in this, please correct me if I'm wrong:)
Pietro is a very observant person but would be completely oblivious if you had a crush on him aswell
Reads books you like, even if he doesn't like them because he wants to impress you (if you get Pietro to go anywhere near a book.... that means he is 100% smitten for you)
If someone brings up the fact that you two would be a good couple he will always be like "pfft me and them, noooo... unless their interested😏"
Learns ALL of your interests so once again he can impress you
Probably calls you really cute names in Sokovian and if you ever ask what they mean he will freeze and say he's insulting you so you don't know that he likes you
Make a playlist for him and you have his heart
He would also listen to said playlist while he's in the car, going on a walk, jogging (not at full speed)
Point is he would listen to the playlist 24/7
Always looks at you and if you ever catch him, he will either be cocky and wink at you or he will get nervous and try to run away but ending up running into a wall
He hugs alot of people but with you? They last just a tad bit longer than his hugs with other people do
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Friends, readers, mutuals, I bid thee welcome. (Also if you’re new here, hi!) I am so excited to share my kinktober work with you all, and I hope you’ll take the time out to enjoy the spread I’ve laid out for you! I will be publishing two fics per week for the month of October, all with different kinky themes! Without further ado, here is the masterlist, links will be added as fics are posted! Please be mindful of the warnings, and enjoy!
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1. 𝑀𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇 - (Teratophilia) Orc!Bucky x Sacrifice!Reader
You draw the devil’s coin in the village lottery, you will buy another season of peace for your people—but you don’t want peace. 
2. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐸𝓃𝒹𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈 - (Body Horror) Eldritch!Ransom x Human!Reader
The evil that waits at the heart of Drysdale manor defies explanation—and comprehension.
3. 𝐹𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 - (Sensory Deprivation) Lloyd Hansen x Reader
Breaking in his spirited new wife is going to require some rather unconventional methods.
4. 𝐼𝓃 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝐿𝒾𝒻𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 - (Overstimulation) Cult Leader!Steve Rogers x Reader
Sharing your body is a small price to pay for enlightenment—at least, Father Rogers thinks.
5. 𝒜𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇-𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝑒 - (Temperature Play) Ghost!Pietro Maximoff x Reader
As you grieve his loss, your lover returns for one final farewell.
6. 𝒟𝓇. 𝐹𝑒𝑒𝓁-𝒢𝑜𝑜𝒹 - (Bondage) Steve Abnesti x Reader
You can’t forget him, your lover, your friend, your captor. And you’re going to make sure he can’t forget you either.
7. 𝑅𝑒𝒷𝓊𝒾𝓁𝒹 - (Mind Break) Doctor!Curtis Everett x Patient!Reader
After months of grueling, dedicated work, your doctor finally makes a breakthrough.
8. 𝒯𝓇𝓊𝓁𝓎, 𝑀𝒶𝒹𝓁𝓎, 𝒟𝑒𝑒𝓅𝓁𝓎 - (Housewife Kink) Thor Odinson x Reader
After losing your job, your new boyfriend insists on you moving in with him to save money.
9. 𝐵𝑒 𝐹𝓇𝓊𝒾𝓉𝒻𝓊𝓁 ✨Mystery bonus story! This story will be revealed after all the others have been posted. Keep your eyes peeled! ❤️✨
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Hospital (Pietro Maximoff First Kiss Drabble)
Word Count: 1238
Notes: I'm in the middle of NaNoWriMo but I wanted a break from novel stuff. warning for medical stuff/injury
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Pietro’s chest was rising and falling. That, coupled with the steady beeping of the heart monitor, told you that he was alive. That had been questionable for a little while. You hadn’t been there when he’d been shot, but from what Clint had told you, it had been bad.
He’d been bleeding out when they managed to get him back to the helicarrier, where they patched him as quickly as they could. It had been enough to keep him alive while the rest of you were trying to stop the world from ending. You hadn’t even known anything was wrong until the battle was over.
It was ridiculous how much the news that he might die had affected you. You’d known him for less than a week, and half of that time had been fighting against you. But there was something about him.
He had seemed so vibrant. So alive. Indestructible. The thought that his life could be snuffed out so quickly frightened you.
That must’ve been it.
When a superhero dies, it reminds all the rest of the superheroes that they are, in fact, mortal too. That was why you were so shaken when you saw the medics working over him, trying to desperately stop the blood that was draining from his body.
It wasn’t anything to do with the embarrassing double-take your heart had done the first time he’d smiled at you. It had nothing to do with the way he flirted and showboated. Or the way he stroked a lock of hair behind your ear while you had been preparing for the trip to Sokovia, like it was nothing.
Sure, he was beautiful. But you weren’t upset that he might die because he was beautiful. You weren’t so shallow or superficial. He was just too young and too powerful to die. That was it.
All of this to say that when you found out that he was recovering, your heart had skipped a beat. Your feet had carried you towards the medbay without your consent.
You just wanted to see that he was okay. He had been your teammate, however briefly. There was nothing more to it.
You were surprised to find that his sister wasn’t in his room when you got there. From what you’d heard, she’d barely left his side since the battle. She must’ve gone to get some sleep, or eat, or shower, or something.
A small, selfish part of you hoped that she wouldn’t come back too soon. But that was because you wanted to avoid awkward small talk. It had nothing to do with you wanting Pietro all to yourself. That would be ridiculous.
And now Pietro was alone. If he woke up, he’d be disoriented. He might feel abandoned. You didn’t want that. So you decided that you would stay until Wanda got back. You sat down in the chair beside the bed.
You were surprised by how little medical equipment he was hooked up to. The last time you’d seen him, he’d had an oxygen mask over his face, and all manner of things sticking out of him.
Now, his face was bare, and the cannula in his hand was the only visible evidence that he was hospitalised right now. That, and the heart monitor, which was still beeping steadily.
Asleep, he looked much younger than you realised. Aside from the short, neatly trimmed beard he was sporting, he could’ve almost been a child.
Before you realised what you were doing, you reached out and touched his hand, which was lying limply on the bed beside him. He stirred, and you pulled back like you’d been burnt.
He coughed, and opened his eyes. He stared up at the ceiling for a moment, unseeing, and then his eyes fell on you. You were loath to admit it, but when his face broke into a smile, your heart stuttered.
“Prinţesă,” he said, his voice weak. “You’re here.”
Heat rushed to your cheeks. He’d given you the nickname, which meant princess, when you first met, due to the tiara that was a part of your superhero costume. It wasn’t something you’d chosen yourself, and Pietro drawing attention to it embarrassed you.
He didn’t look like he was mocking you right now. He was smiling, but it wasn’t the cocky, arrogant one he’d worn on the night the Avengers attacked the Hydra compound. No, this was a much gentler smile.
“I came to check on you. To see if you were alright.” The words came out stilted. Why were you here?
“Well, I thank you for that. It’s always a good day when the first thing I see when I wake up is a beautiful woman.”
Your stomach lurched. You stood up so quickly that you almost knocked over your chair.
“Well, I’m glad you’re feeling better,” you said, trying to keep the hurt out of your tone. For a moment, you thought you might have been feeling a genuine connection, but he was a flirt. You were just another girl to him. “I should go.”
You headed for the door, but he called out, “Prinţesă, wait.” And when that didn’t work, he said your name. You stopped in your tracks. You turned to look at him. His smile was gone. “Please don’t go?”
Awkwardly, you walked back to your seat and sat down. You didn’t know what to say, but he was looking at you so earnestly that you couldn’t meet his eyes.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “If I misread the situation. I thought you…” He trailed off. “I just like spending time with you.”
“From what I hear, you like spending time with lots of women.”
He grimaced. “You’re more than just a pretty face, prinţesă. You’re smart. Funny. Beautiful, but you already know that I think you’re beautiful.” With every word, you could feel your face grow hotter until it was unbearable.
You met his eyes. “Are you serious? Or are you just playing games with me, Pietro?”
“I never play games when it comes to the heart. If I was casual about this, you would know. I don’t want to be casual.”
Like a magnetic pull, you found yourself shifting closer to him. He sat up a little, making space for you in his space. The beeping of the heart monitor, which had been so steady when you’d walked in, was starting to increase in speed. You couldn’t help but feel a little bit pleased with yourself.
When your faces were inches apart, you said, “I don’t want to be casual either.”
His lips were dry against yours. His good hand came up to caress your cheek, and you felt tingles go down your spine. You tried to deepen the kiss, but he pulled back, just a fraction.
“I haven’t brushed my teeth,” he said.
“I don’t care.” You leant back into his space and kissed him hard. You cupped his face with both hands and his hand fell to your waist.
Neither of you heard the door open.
“Oh my god.” The voice sounded more exasperated than surprised. You leapt back from Pietro, almost tripping over your chair, but you righted yourself just in time.
Wanda was standing in the door, a grocery bag in her hands. “I brought your snacks,” she said to Pietro, dumping them at the end of his bed. “I’ll be back later when you two are done.” Pietro snickered. Your cheeks burned.
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Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader
Word count: ~1.3k
Summary: Movie night!
A/N: This is just something fun and fluffy. Thanks for those who voted, it helps me get my life together ✌🏼
Warnings: mostly fluff, inadvertent drug use
“Y/n no, I’m not watching that creepy movie again.”
You’re pouting as Wanda holds the remote up above you from where you’re lying on her stomach on the couch. The two of you are spending a night in and watching a movie with your pets, but they’re mostly doing their own thing as you and Wanda try to decide what to watch. You of course wanted to watch a horror movie since you haven’t seen Yelena in a while and you haven’t gotten your fix. However, you knew very well that your wife wasn’t a fan, and you honestly did not pick the best option for an already wary participant.
“Pleaseee come on, Wands. It’s so good!”
You try in vain to reach for the remote again, and you eventually sigh in defeat before burying your face in your wife’s shirt with a groan. Wanda just shoots you a look before she tries to dissuade you from your particular movie choice. She can’t even begin to understand why it’s one of your favorites.
“It’s about a centuries-old clown who devours children. It’s creepy as fuck, detka.”
You consider this as you roll over and frown at Wanda in disappointment. You suppose you can compromise and you hum in thought before you offer up another option.
“Fair point. What about Aliens? That’s amazing.”
Wanda sighs in defeat because it appears that she’s not going to win this battle tonight. She had to admit that the last two times they’d had movie nights they’d watched a rom-com and thriller that she’d picked out. You’d liked them well enough, but tonight it was your turn to choose and you were eager to watch something different.
Wanda hands you the remote as she kisses the top of your head with a smile. She waits until you sit up before she wraps her arms around your waist and pulls you towards her.  She’s still going to try and get something out of this deal. If she has to watch a movie with an acid-for-blood alien, she was going to get cuddles.
“Deal, but in exchange you have to sit here.”
You roll your eyes as you lean against your wife before glancing at the table in front of you. The snacks are still in reach and your pets are still behaving so all is well. You make sure that Wanda meets your gaze as you glance up at her with a smile.
“Wow, you drive a hard bargain. I guess I can stay here comfortably in your arms. Not the worst thing.”
Wanda laughs as she tickles you until you give in and kiss her as an apology. You both settle and you turn your attention to the television to look for the movie. Once you find it you start it and place the remote by your head and Wanda’s shoulder as you roll slightly to try and get more comfortable. Wanda adjusts her hold on you and you sigh happily as you hug Wanda close.
“Let me know if you really can’t stand it, okay? We’ll watch something else.”
Wanda’s touched by how thoughtful you are, and how sincere she knows you’re being. This is not the goriest of movies, but it also does have a fair share of blood in it. Wanda isn’t squeamish, but she doesn’t particularly like watching slashers for this reason.
She brushes some of your hair behind your ear with a nod and you hum happily.
“Thank you. I will. “
The alien is only just starting to hunt down the main characters when Wanda stops paying attention. Honestly, she’d been focusing on you most of the time as she played with your hair and handed you whatever snack you wanted. She’d even let Boone up on the couch near your feet. He was actually sitting on your feet, but since he was keeping them warm you didn’t protest. You watched the movie playing on the screen with a smile. You’d seen this movie countless of times, but you couldn’t help but love it. Sigourney Weaver made these movies which is why you’d only watched the ones that she was in.
“Having fun?”
You turn to look at your wife who’s smiling at you in amusement and you nod in response. The movie is getting to the best part and as you say this she leans over to kiss your forehead. Your smile fades and you pout as you try to sit up as she pulls away. You whine pitifully and Wanda just rolls her eyes before she decides to give in, not that she had considered refusing you for a second.
You and Wanda are still kissing when your favorite part comes on. You barely notice the alien screaming and the accompanying gunshots in the background as you hover over your wife. She’d pulled you down on top of her and the movie was quickly forgotten as you continue to tease your wife.
 “You’re missing your movie.”
Wanda mumbles this between kisses and you just shake your head as you move down your wife’s neck with a sigh. You’ve seen this movie so many times you know what’s happening just by listening, but you don’t care at the moment, and you smile against Wanda’s skin as you say this.
“Forget the movie.”
So it’s decided and you and Wanda ditch the movie and your dog on the couch for your bedroom. You don’t even bother turning it off and Steve actually wanders in later to find the credits rolling and Boone still lying on the couch fast asleep.
It’s not until you have Wanda half naked underneath you in bed that she starts to feel weird. She hadn’t noticed at first because her mind usually got a little foggy when you kissed her like this. However; now that you’ve moved away from her lips and are focusing on her chest and stomach, she realizes the tingling of her lips isn’t normal.
“Y/n.”
You hum in acknowledgement but don’t stop what you’re doing until you feel your wife run her fingers through your hair.
“Y/n, I feel kinda weird.”
This gets your attention and you look up to see Wanda is staring at the ceiling with a frown. You sit up and reach out for her as you try to figure out what’s wrong.
“Weird how? What’s wrong?”
You watch and wait patiently as Wanda takes a moment to try and figure out how to describe how she feels. She feels light and can’t make herself focus on anything and not for a lack of trying. She sits up and looks at you barely registering the sight of your worried frown as she takes a deep breath.
“I-I feel weird…like I’m high or something.”
Your frown deepens and you have no idea why your wife would feel like this. You don’t take too much time to think about it though because the dazed look in Wanda’s eye is stressing you out. You reach out to help her to her feet before trying to plan your next move.
“Do you need to go downstairs? Do you need to see a doctor?”
Wanda shakes her head but you’re already helping her to her feet while you look for her shirt. You don’t know what could be the cause of this. Neither of you have had anything to eat, drink, or smoke that would cause this so you’re going to have her see a doctor. You text Bucky to ask who’s on right now, and after Wanda’s dressed you lead her out the door and down the hall. Her minimal protest made you realize that she truly wasn’t feeling well, and you quickly lead her toward the elevator as your phone rings.
“Hey, Bucky.”
“Y/n. What’s going on?”
“Hey! Who ate my drugs?!”
You see your brother-in-law come running out of the kitchen with a frown as he looks around for a culprit. You sigh heavily as you quickly put two and two together, and from the way your wife stiffens beside you and tries to stand up and confront her brother, you know it’s going to be a long night.
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fbfh · 1 year
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i LOVEEEEE the way you write leo <33333 he’s so sweet and perfect and hot and perfect and amazing and perfect
THANK YOU <333333 he literally is the perfect man.
Leo Valdez is the type of boyfriend to take a fuckton of pictures of you, half of which are on polaroids or film cameras bc he likes sticking pictures of you in his phone case. you look so gorgeous, so organically etherial and happy in every shot he gets of you that people think they're like,, those bonus polaroids you get sometimes with albums. they think he got them from pinterest for the aesthetic. he informs those people that "nah that's actually my s/o aren't they so fuckin gorgeous lol" and people don't believe him. all his stem bro friends have no fucking idea how he bagged you, and he's used to guys thinking he made you up until they meet you. they get fucking whiplash when you're like "no no HE'S the catch in this relationship. I would commit war crimes to keep that man happy I love him to death and back. that's not a euphemism." you both just love and cherish each other so much. he talks to his mom about you all the time. anytime anyone who knows him wants to talk to him all they have to do is ask about you or whatever project he's working on and he lights up like a fucking christmas tree. his mom loves you. all her worries that Leo would fall for someone who wouldn't treat him right (which in all fairness he does have a bit of a track record for) fly out the window with you. Esperanza trusts you with her son which is literally the highest honor you could ever recieve. it's not something you take lightly and it's absolutely something you cherish and take care of every day.
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bridgyrose · 4 months
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Penny tries to show Weiss some thjngs about her new body that might interest her , enjoying having someone who understands her circumstances
She feels a closeness with Android Weiss but can not describe it accurately.
Weiss flipped through the pages of the instruction manual she was given for her body, already bored of reading from it. It wasnt that she didnt want to learn from it, though it was dry enough with all the technical jargon that she lost interest quickly while she absentmindedly moved the pages, her mind still taking in all the information on the pages. Though, her mind still wandered as she thought about all the new sensations that came with her body. The clicking as her joints moved, the soft hum that came from her chest after waking up, the warmth that radiated from her, the way Penny seemed to enjoy checking on her, making sure that everything was still in order and nothing was out of place… 
A small blush crossed her cheeks as they heated up, her fingers moving the pages of the instruction manual a bit faster as she tried to take her mind off Penny. She didnt have time to think of Penny like that, she needed to get back into training condition so she could go back on missions with her friends. And the more she thought about Penny, the less reading she actually paid attention to.
“I have everything we will need,” Penny said as she walked into Weiss’ room, setting down a few books, tools, and board games. “We will have a lot of fun while you get used to your body.” 
Weiss sat her book down and sighed. “When do I get to train again?” 
“Once you are used to your body.” 
“And when will that be?” Weiss stood up and picked up her rapier, gently running a finger across the metal blade to feel the cool metal on her synthetic skin. “I’m tired of waiting and learning how this body works, I need to get out there and fight, train, keep my friends safe.” 
“And the only way you’ll be ready is by learning how your new body operates,” Pietro said from behind his desk between coughs. “A-an android body is much different from your human one.” 
“But I’m ready-” Weiss winced and stopped speaking as she heard the metal of her hilt bend from her own hand as it clamped down tightly. She slowly sat it down and looked away out of embarrassment. “Or… will be ready…” 
Penny shook her head and sat down on Weiss’s bed. “I know you want to get out there with your team, but you need to learn how to operate your body first. You have to be more delicate with everything you do, to learn how much strength you really have. Start by squeezing my hand.” 
Weiss sat down next to Penny and looked at her outstretched hand, slowly reaching for it. Her fingers gripped around Penny’s, gently squeezing them as she tested her strength, squeezing tighter and tighter. She kept a careful glance towards Penny, making sure she wasnt hurting her. 
“Loosen up your grip a bit and this will be the strength you can use on people without breaking their fingers or crushing them.” 
Weiss loosened up a bit to get a feel for how little strength she had to use, gripping a bit more tightly to feel the strength needed to hold her weapon without breaking it. Her cheeks brightened a bit as she absentmindedly felt over Penny’s hand, fingers running over joints. Slowly, she pulled her hand away from Penny’s and looked away to hide her blush. “I-I think I understand now.” 
Penny gently put a hand on Weiss’s thigh, smiling a bit. “It will take some time to get used to, but I will be here every step of the way with you. I want to make sure that you are happy and that you can continue to do everything you need while like this.” 
“I appreciate that, Penny,” Weiss said, her tone becoming softer as she leaned into her. “I’ll try to listen to you more about all the upkeep.” 
Penny nodded and pulled her hand from Weiss’s thigh and pulled out her scroll. She flipped through a few applications before finally stopping, staring at the app as she was trying to compare what it was telling her to her own vitals. “Father, I think I need maintenance.” 
Pietro looked up from his tablet. “Is something wrong?” 
“My sensors are not reading correctly and giving numbers that are… off.” 
“Off?” 
“I will be in my room to see if I can find out what is going on.” 
“R-right, of course.” 
Weiss watched Penny leave the room, her fingers and arm shaking as she reached out towards Penny, stopping before grabbing onto her and letting out a sigh. “I was hoping she could stay.” 
Pietro went back to his tablet to pull up Penny’s vitals, smiling a bit when he saw what was going on. “Oh, I’m sure she’ll be back soon once she sees she’s fine.” 
Weiss nodded and started to look over the tools and boardgames, mostly small things to help with fine motor skills. Perfection, Operation, Monopoly, small screwdrivers to pull open and pull out batteries to small controllers and remotes… all things that Penny enjoyed to work with. A small smile crossed her lips for a moment as she carefully took each game out and tried to set it up, wanting to make sure everything would be perfect for when Penny came back. 
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castieltrash1 · 1 year
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hi tati!! may i request pietro maximoff x a gender neutral reader, with dirty talk? 🙈
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kinktober day 4 → pietro maximoff x gn!reader; dirty talk, body worship, praise, no anatomy described but hinted that pietro is using his hands
“Every inch of you is so perfect,” Pietro murmurs, breath warm against the center of your chest. Goosebumps rise on your arms and upper thighs before his rough palms drag up the length of your legs, fingers digging into your hips. The second you get used to him touching one part of your body, he’s already moved on to another, hastily pawing at or licking the area with a frenzied passion.
You feel an exhale under your jaw, the sound of his raspy voice following. “Say it. tell me,” Pietro urges, between kisses to your neck. “Tell me you’re perfect, please?” He begs for the praise as if it’s for him, tone desperate and bordering on whiny. “You make me feel so good, you know? Especially… right here,” he groans, fingers brushing between your thighs. “Perfect.”
A choked gasp escapes your lips as his hands continue wandering, building your pleasure until each brush of skin against yours leaves you shaking. Amidst it all, Pietro never takes his eyes off your form, murmuring every compliment he can think of in every language he knows.
“You make the cutest face when I do that.” And, “you’re getting close, aren’t you?” And, “look at me when you cum.” And, one last time. “Say it.”
As a wave of ecstasy washes over your body, you manage to whimper: “I’m perfect.”
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faerieemetal · 1 year
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gamer!pietro who is usually in the top ranks until you knock him down. he has to see what you’re made of so he challenges you and he ends up meeting his match. the both of you are very good and even stream together. of course there are some people who think pietro is better than you and others who think you are better than him but you also have those who think you are equally good.
you and pietro finally decide to meet up in person over some coffee and get to know each other before you become really good friends. after a while, you start to like him and he starts to like you. after a few weeks of seeing each other, you start dating and your viewers manage to pick up on it very quickly, some of them already predicting that you would become an adorable gaming couple.
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tommiruewrites · 2 years
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HI LOVLEY!! do you think you could do a pietro fanfic where reader and him are dating and the reader passes out/faints all of a sudden? maybe from not eating or exhaustion? thank you <33
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word count: 1k
requested: yes | no requests: open | closed request rules here
warnings: light mention of blood, very vague insinuation of violence, exhaustion, reader passes out, fluffy ending
a/n: sorry for the hold up, this took me an unnecessarily long amount of time to write lmao. hope this is what you were wanting :))
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You slump against your seat in the Quinjet, still breathing heavy after the long mission. Fresh bruises start to form, littering your whole body in shades of purple and black. You can feel cuts and scrapes on your knuckles and face, leaving a dull sting in their wake. You attempt to curl further into yourself as your head throbs against your skull so aggressively that you can hear it.
You can vaguely make out your friends and teammates talking about the recent events. Preparing to go straight into a debriefing with Fury once the jet lands. All your muscles are tense and sore and your stomach burns with hunger. Still, all you can focus on is the fuzzy feeling in your head that leaves your body numb and tingly.
"Hey-"
You hear a muffled voice from beside you, loudly piercing through the back of your head at the sudden noise.
"Hey, draga." His voice a bit softer now. Cutting through your mental fog and bringing your focus towards your silver-haired boyfriend. "How are you feeling?"
You groan in response at first, your energy level close to zero, "Hungry. Tired." Was all you could get out, voice scratchy in the back of your throat.
Pietro hummed in both agreement and understanding. "Sleep. We're almost there." He assures comfortingly. 
You shake your head, a bit more aggressively than necessary to try to 'snap yourself out of it', "Can't. We have to go to the debriefing."
"Do you know how pale you look right now? You can barely hold your own head up, iubi." He brushes your messy hair back to get a better look at your disheveled appearance. "I don't think Fury will appreciate seeing you drool all over the conference table." He teases lightly, trying to get you to laugh, or at the very least smile.
You barely even register the joke in your exhausted state. You somehow manage to get out a weak scoff in response, still not letting your eyes shut for more than a few seconds at a time. Pietro notices, of course. It's not like you to let that slide without a snarky remark or comment in return.
"When was the last time you've eaten? Or had any water?" He asks, now also noticing the dark circles under your eyes and your chapped and bloody lip that had previously been bust open.
You stay silent. You genuinely can't pinpoint when you had last even touched water. You can't tell if it's from your exhaustion or if it really has been that long.
"I don't know... I'll eat after the meeting."
Pietro goes to protest but you quickly shut him down, promising to get water on the way to the conference room. He watches you closely the whole flight, trying (and failing) to convince you to sleep.
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The Quinjet lands within the next fifteen minutes, but to you it feels like hours. Your shoulders are tense, and your limbs are shaky as you exit the aircraft. Pietro holds your hand to guide you towards the compound and ensure you don't fall over. Your feet ache with each step, causing you to walk a bit funny. He watches you closely as you walk into the building, noting how your eyes look glazed over and your legs wobble beneath you. 
"Want me to carry you, draga?" Pietro asks sincerely, concerned you might trip and hurt yourself.
You shake your head, "No. Thank you." Stubborn as always, "I can walk myself just fine." You mumble out groggily, barely even audible. An obvious lie.
As you make your way through the long hallways, you can feel yourself getting weaker by the second. Little gray squiggles and spots float in the edges of your vision. Your whole body feels heavy; Like you're carrying double your own weight, pushing your body down against your will. You use all your energy to force your eyes open, making them much wider than they should normally be. Even still you can feel your eyelids getting heavy. The more you walk, the more you can feel your vision starting to darken.
You grab Pietro's arm in an attempt to steady yourself as you feel your legs give out beneath you. All you can manage to get out is a weak whisper of his name before your vision blacks out completely. 
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You slowly come into consciousness again, feeling a pair of hands on your shoulders lightly shaking you. You can hear several muffled voices talking all around you. You haven't opened your eyes yet, but you can tell you're now on a bed and you can feel a pillow under your head. You hear Pietro repeatedly whispering your name frantically, and you slowly open your eyes. You're immediately blinded by the florescent overhead lights, squinting and blinking as you try to adjust. 
Pietro lets out a sigh of relief, grabbing your hand to rapidly kiss each knuckle. "Thank God, you're alive!"
You softly smile, "Of course I'm alive, don't be ridiculous."
His smile quickly turns back into a look of concern as he checks your body for injuries, "Are you alright? Can you move?" 
You laugh, still just as exhausted, "Yes, Piet, I'm fine. Thank you."
As your eyes adjust you finally look around to take in your surroundings. You're lying on a bed in Bruce's lab, Bruce and Nat hovering on either side of you. You look to the table next to you to see a massive pile of snacks and multiple bottles of water sitting on top of your favorite blanket.
"Damn, how long was I out?"
"Almost four seconds exactly." Bruce states factually, citing his notes.
You send a knowing look to Pietro who smiles back at you, an ever-so-slight tint of embarrassment dusting his cheeks. You go to grab a water bottle, but he quickly stops you, opening it for you before handing it back. The second you finish the bottle he's practically shoving a muffin down your throat, finally pulling a laugh out of you.
"Always the gentleman."
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layla4567 · 9 months
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i'M NOT DOING IT
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Evan's quicksilver x fem!reader
Summary: The girls (mainly Rogue and you) have the idea of ​​recreating their favorite movie at school for a day. With the proviso that everyone must be dressed in keeping with the theme, and you hope that a certain sprinter will too Warnings: p in v, virgin reader, teasing, suggestive, also fluff Word count: 4k
A/N: I clarify just in case that the personalities of some secondary characters I don't remember so much so I basically invented some things
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Rogue shared a room with me and what we liked to do the most was watch old movies, especially "Grease", it was our favorite. We loved the music and the clothes that people wore at that time. We were actually watching it for the fifth time lying on our bellies on the mattress with our elbows propped up on soft pillows and our faces resting on our palms when out of the blue the idea struck me.
"Hey, wouldn't it be great to host a day like Grease?"
"A day like Grease? What are you talking about?"-She asked me confused without taking her eyes off the screen.
"Yes, I mean…"-I straightened up a bit to get a better look at her face- "A whole day dressed as the characters from the movie, we can even decorate the whole school!"
Now Rogue was looking at me with interest.
"And do you think others would like the idea? You know how difficult it is to agree with everyone"
"Well, we'll try! And if they don't want to, we will force them!"
I got up on my knees and slammed my fist against my hand in a determined gesture that made my friend laugh.
Then I grabbed the remote and turned off the TV
"Hey!"
And then I stood up on the bed and started jumping up and down, then jumped down and grabbed Rogue's arm.
"Come on! we have to prepare everything!!"
"Woah, woah wait, now? I thought we would organize it in a few days"
"Do not leave for tomorrow what you can do today"-I wink at her and drag her through the halls giggling
We were chatting in the aisles planning what we were going to buy when we felt a breeze pass in front of us and as if it were an apparition Peter Maximoff stood in front of us with his arms on his hips.
"Hello ladies, what are you doing?"
Peter looked from me to Rogue with a suspicious look and a playful smile.
Peter and i had been dating for a couple of weeks and he always followed me around like a little dog. It's not that he controlled me or was toxic but sometimes he got bored and he liked to know what I was doing and if I could do it with him
"Why do you want to know, to ruin our plans?"-Rogue crossed his arms.
Peter chuckled
"Why do I always think that I want to do bad things?"
And after saying that, the sprinter looked at me with a mischievous smile and raised eyebrows. Why did he always have to misthink everything? I rolled my eyes
"Anyway, Y/n I'm going to look for the other girls to go buy things, we'll wait for you at the entrance of the mansion"- Anna patted me on the shoulder and walked quickly away waving her white locks of hair.
Quicksilver put his hands in the pockets of his silver jacket and looked at me curiously.
"So, May I know what you have to buy?"
"How nosy you are, my dear"
"And so you love me"-he winked
I pushed my cheek with my tongue trying to suppress a smile, Peter knew that I couldn't get mad at him because as he said, I adore him that annoying.
"Ok you win, I'll tell you but promise me that you will join our plans without complaining"
Peter looked at me skeptically and pretended to think about it.
"Fine, spit it out"
"Anna and I are planning to recreate the Grease movie and dress up as the characters from the movie as well as decorate the place with some things."-I said with a beaming smile as I did a little dance.
Peter let out such a laugh that he put his hand to his stomach while bending his entire torso forward
"Don't count me in"-he said while wiping away his tears
I looked serious and indignant at Peter, typical of him always making promises that he doesn't know how to keep..
"But you said you would join!"
"Yeah..I should have thought better of it"
"Peter Maximoff!!"-I exclaimed angrily
Peter hated it when she called him by his full name to get his attention, and it always worked.
"Ok, ok, don't get mad, I'll join on the condition that you give me a kiss"
"How immature you are"
Pet looked at me with puppy dog ​​eyes and pouted. Was he trying to hurt me with that?
"Ugh, not the puppy eyes again"-I sighed
I grabbed Maximof by the face and gave him a tender kiss on the tip of his nose which tickled him and made him laugh, he kept insisting that I give him more kisses so I kissed his forehead, his cheeks and finally his lips. But it was a quick kiss that made Peter give me a disappointed and sad "Oh." He expected something more.
"You will have to wait until you find me in the courtyard when everything is ready"-I blew Peter a flying kiss as I walked away smiling
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I met up with Rogue, Jean and Jubilee to go thrift store shopping. It had taken some convincing for Jean but we did it on the condition that she would not wear skirts or dresses. We headed for the city with the old Renault Jubilee. We not only had to buy clothes for ourselves but also for our colleagues, well, at least those who wanted to participate and if we couldn't buy for everyone, we agreed that those who wanted to participate could wear their own clothes but that they should be as vintage as possible. We entered all the stores we could find and bought dresses, blouses, jackets and also pennants and old posters of singers, I was even able to get a vinyl in almost perfect condition.
Jubilee chose a leather jacket and a white skirt with red polka dots, while I opted for an outfit quite similar to Sandy's in the final scene of the film. Rogue, who was by my side looking at the dresses, praised (in her own way) the black leather leggings that I had grabbed.
"Those leggings are going to look great on you, they'll mark your ass and you'll make Peter follow you behind drooling like a dog"
The girl's comment made the others burst into laughter.
"Anna!"-I screamed as I felt my cheeks turn red.
"Come on, you have to admit that you have Peter eating out of the palm of your hand, he would do anything for you or he wouldn't have agreed to do this."-Jean replied
I smiled proudly, Peter despite being a stressful nuisance at times, I knew that he loved me with all his being and that love was mutual. But I couldn't help but laugh too when imagining him melting just by seeing me in a set of clothes like that.
We finished buying everything we needed and then headed over to Jubilee's cousin's house to rent a food truck just like in the movie. In the meantime, Charles and the other teachers were supposed to be setting up game booths like a real fair. Jubilee's cousin's house wasn't that far but the main problem was trying to get the food truck to the mansion.
"Well, I think we didn't think things through.."-said Jean with his usual pessimism
"What the hell do we do now?"-Said Jubilee
"Don't worry, I'll call Peter, he can bring his car and we'll hitch the truck from behind"
I dialed Pet's number and as always he didn't take long to answer, he was a real sprinter for everything.
"Hey babe, what's up?
"Hi honey, I think we need help with a little matter."
"Aww, do you need me so fast?"
I could feel Peter smile through the phone
"Just this once, I need you to bring your car"
After giving him the address of the house, I barely hung up the phone when we heard the noise of an engine purring behind us and Peter honking with that smirk he always wore. Damn that's how he drove the streets? How unconscious.
"Peter to rescue, uh? What do you need now?"-he said as he got out of the car
"We need you to take this food truck to the mansion, please, will you?"-Jean said
Quicksilver looked surprised at the food truck and whistled but then he chuckled and said
"That's a piece of cake, count me in ladies"
The boy was about to run towards the truck when Jean stopped him with a wave of her hand.
"But! like a normal person would, no super speed"
"How boring.."
Peter made a disgusted face but then he helped us with everything we needed, he started his car. Peter and I were in the lead with the food truck hitched to the back and the girls following closely behind us in Jubilee's car.
It was obvious that Peter was making great efforts not to exceed the speed. It's just that Peter loved his superpower so much that he used it whenever he could and if he didn't, he was terribly bored. Along the way Peter was trying to figure out what we had bought by looking sideways at the bags on my lap but I didn't give him a chance to guess.
"Come on babe let me see what it is"-He said as he put an arm around my shoulder.
"I'm sorry, it's a surprise"-I said leaning on his shoulder
"And wouldn't you do it for a pretty boy like me?"
Peter kept taking quick glances at the bags but without losing concentration on the way.
"Bold of you to say you're pretty"
Maximoff did not resist and tried to put the hand that was around my shoulder into the bag that rested on my lap.
"No, Peter stop! You act like a child!"-I said annoying
I quickly pulled Pet's hand out of the bags and held it tightly between my legs, which was a bad idea because Peter gave me one of his typical smirks and began to gently caress his fingertips along my thighs that were discovered by the skirt that I was wearing
"Peter.."-I said in a warning tone
"You were right, this is more fun"
The sprinter moved closer to my crotch under my skirt and I had to squeeze his arm hard as he let out a contained growl. With all the peace of mind in the world with his free hand Peter now caressed the inner part of both my thighs while with the other hand resting on the steering wheel he drove the car
"I hate you"-I said controlling my gasps
"I know"
We were finally getting to the mansion so Peter stopped the torture but I was still blushing. We both got out of the car while the girls did the same and we unloaded the food truck in the school yard. The teachers worked in the stands assembling wooden stands and painting them. He could see that some were excited and others like Logan would rather sleep on a train track than do all that. I grabbed the bags before Peter knew it and ran with the other girls to our rooms to change.
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Everything was almost finished, from the windows you could see the patio of the mansion full of game stalls like in fairs. It was impressive how they had finished everything so quickly but then I remembered that they had the great help of Quicksilver. Rogue and I were putting on our clothes. Anna had bought a pretty light blue dress with big white polka dots and she wore her hair loose and wavy with a light blue bow headband decorating her head. For my part, I had put on the black leather leggings with the black off-the-shoulder blouse and had curled my hair. I did a fancy spin in front of the mirror to which Rogue excitedly told me.
"My God y/n you are beautiful! You look like the real Sandy!!"
"And you are divine too!"
Anne was about to answer me when there was a knock on the door.
"If it's Peter I'll kill him"
I went to open the door and when I did my eyes widened in surprise. Stalls were Jean and Jubilee. The first one was wearing skinny jeans with the sleeve rolled up a bit to reach her calf and was wearing a white halter top with straps that tied at the neck and was white with small red polka dots. On the other hand, Jubilee wore a beautiful white skirt with red polka dots, the same one she had chosen in the store along with the leather jacket and also a red shirt tied with a bow in front at the navel. Jean wore a curly high ponytail and Jubilee had her hair loose and wavy like Anna.
"Wow.."
Anna who came behind me smiled broadly.
"The girls are beautiful, and you were right Jean, a dress would not have fit you as well as those pants"
"And with those hips that you have you will attract all eyes"-said Jubilee laughing as she bumped her hips against Jean's.
Jean pretended to be angry but couldn't suppress a giggle.
"Well girls, what do you think if we go to the yard to have a good time?"-I said
We all went out to the garden while I carried a basket with clothes in case someone wanted to dress and didn't have the right clothes. When we got out I could really appreciate what a wonderful job everyone had done. Each booth was identical to the one in the movie, they had even managed to recreate the "Shake Shack" where the protagonists dance at the end.
The girls went to order ice cream while I walked towards an arcade. Luckily I was wearing red heels with a wide and thick heel that allowed me to walk on the grass without ending up with the tip of the heel buried in the ground. Henry was manning the booth, I just had to knock over a stack of cans with a ping pong ball.
"Hey y/n, Do you want to try your luck?"
"Give me that ball now"-I said smiling confident
But when I was aiming to throw the ping pong ball I felt that someone had stopped next to me accompanied by a buzz. I was about to make a sarcastic comment about Peter as I turned my head to look at him but when I did the ball almost fell out of my hands. Peter was wearing a white T-shirt with a black leather jacket and matching black pants, plus he had combed back (but no gel) that silver hair he always wore tousled. I didn't even try to suppress a smile, let alone the laughter that flowed from my lips.
"What's up John Travolta"-I said non-stop laughing
"Hey, I don't look so bad and you know it"-he said a little offended as he ran a hand through his hair
I hated to admit it but Peter was right, he looked so sexy in those clothes and I loved it when he ran his hand through his hair like that, but I would never say it out loud to him.
Without answering, I got ready to throw the cans. I usually didn't have a bad aim but that day it seemed like I had forgotten all skill, and to top it off, every time I missed a shot Peter booed me like he was on a soccer field.
"Can you stop doing that?"-I turned to face him furiously
"Nope"
was his mature response while he smiled innocently but his eyes showed mischief
"Ok, try it, I want to see you"
Peter grabbed the ball confidently and started knocking over the cans at full speed.
"No, not like that! that's cheating!"
"Of course not"-he made a face of indignation
"Uhm, actually she's right, it's against the rules"
"Ha!"-I shot Peter a triumphant look.
"Oh c'mon! What kind of rule is that?"
"I'm sorry, rules are rules"-Henry said
"Fine, but if he won you owe me a favor"
I was about to complain but stopped myself, remembering how annoying Peter can be if we don't come to an agreement. He would chase me around the mansion making annoying noises like a 6 year old.
So I gave him my place and he settled in to throw the ball. Even though he wasn't using his superpower, he had a great aim and managed to knock down all the cans without much effort. Henry clapped while Peter strutted around to make me angry.
"The winner can claim his prize"
Henry pointed out the prizes that were there. A panda bear stuffed animal, a Nerf gun, a box of chocolates among other things. Peter was tempted to claim the toy gun but opted for the panda bear
I widened my eyes in surprise, thinking that Peter would choose something else.
"For you"
Maximoff gave me the panda bear that was fairly large, when he proposed it could become very romantic
"Thank you"-I tucked a lock of hair behind my ear flirtatiously
I hugged the teddy bear tenderly as I made my way to the ice cream truck with Peter. He bought a strawberry ice cream for him, he offered me one too but I kindly declined
"You know? I must admit that your idea was not that bad, at least there is free food"
Peter said as he sucked on his ice cream that was threatening to melt while I chuckled.
Hearing Peter admit that I was right was the most satisfying thing in the world. And of course I would not miss the opportunity to tease him.
"Oh sorry, what did you say? I don't think I heard you right"-I said as I placed my open palm near my ear feigning deafness.
"Don't make me say it again"-he frowned
"Or what?"-I smiled mischievously
Peter smiled too as he tipped his ice cream up to my nose. I backed away yelling his name angrily as we started an unequal fight in which Peter wanted to continue smearing his ice cream on my face and I, with one hand grabbing my stuffed animal, tried to push Peter away with the other hand.
"Ok ok I give up!"-I said laughing with Pet
Suddenly the song "You're the one that I want" began to play through a speaker and I gave a scream of emotion that scared Peter and he looked at me as if something bad happened to me.
"Peter, that's my favorite song come let's dance!!"
And without waiting for an answer, I quickly dragged Peter to where the music was playing, which caused him to spill the ice cream on the grass. The other students had also gathered to dance to the song, Jubilee and Rogue were dancing together while Jean had partnered with Scott. I placed the panda bear that Peter had given me on a basket and began to move my hips and feet to the rhythm of the music, letting myself go. I would throw my head back making my curls bounce and move my shoulders gracefully. Peter was gawking at me, it seemed my tight leggings worked. He was somewhat embarrassing to dance in public but he happily joined me. Peter came up behind me following my movements from side to side with his hands on my hips. I turned around so I could place my hand on his shoulders while I clasped my hands behind his neck and we began to move our shoulders forward and backward, accompanying the movements with our torso.
The music was blaring so I quickly trotted over to the "Shake shack" with Peter following behind. I went up the stairs and forced Peter to his knees and then nudged my shoe into his shoulder which left Peter scrambling like a dog as he came up the stairs with a goofy grin on his face. When he stood up and the machine began to move from side to side like a mechanical bull, I hung over Pet like a monkey wrapping my legs around his hips as he hugged my back. We danced back and forth while the others watched us clapping to the rhythm of the song. I looked into Peter's eyes and he did too but I could tell how sometimes he looked down at my waist. My pelvis was brushing against his lower belly and Peter was trying very hard not to blush.
We continued dancing normally until the song ended and we went down exhausted from the "Shake shack"
Now I was the one strutting around in front of Peter walking around like I was a model. Peter had just noticed my black outfit with my red heels and matching lipstick, I couldn't tell but he thought I had a delicious figure. The other students had dispersed from the garden and were playing in the fair stalls or eating, some bored or tired returned to school. I sat on a bench while Peter did the same next to me.
"Not bad up there, huh?"
I leaned an arm on the back of the bench while crossing my legs and staring at him with a smile
"Are you saying it for you or for me?"
Peter made a funny face trying to appear nonchalant, expelling air through the lips making them sound like a trumpet.
"I say it for myself, obviously"
"Well I didn't see that you did much to dance other than not stop looking at my hips. Did you know that my eyes are up?"
I loved making Peter nervous, it was like giving him a taste of his own medicine since he always did the same to me
"Uhmm, yes of course uhmm"-Peter's cheeks turned pink-"W-would you like to go somewhere else? I think there is nothing to do here anymore"
I knew him. When Peter stuttered it was because he wanted to do dirty things.
"Mmh sure, why not"
Peter's countenance was no longer so red and a bright smile graced his face. Immediately afterwards, he lifted me up in his arms and holding my head so as not to suffer a whiplash, he took me running away from there without anyone noticing. In the blink of an eye I was sitting in the back of Peter's car, an old Falcon that he cared for like a pet.
Before I could say anything Peter stole my breath with a passionate kiss. As our tongues swirled in a pitched battle inside our mouths, I clung to Peter's hair, which was more disheveled than before. Pet knew how to kiss me or where to touch. His hands were on the side of my body, high up near my bust.
"Wait...are you sure?"-I said catching my breath
I got a mischievous smile in response and in a second Peter was gone and back with a condom in hand. Peter's wet kisses on my neck made me feel like I was in paradise. It started in my jaw and worked its way down to my shoulders and collarbones.
I threw my head back in pure pleasure, closing my eyes, which Peter took the opportunity to leave kisses and bruises in the central part below my jaw. I moaned softly feeling his teeth softly biting my skin. Peter took off his jacket and left it on the floor of the car while I lay flat on the seat. The boy couldn't wait and began to unbutton his pants. Nervous I looked at him and stopped him
"What's wrong, babe?"-he looked at me concerned with his eyebrows raised
"It's just…it's my first time"
Peter seemed relieved and, smiling, leaned close to my face to whisper to me.
"It's ok, it will probably hurt at first but then it passes"
Peter's words and breath made me start to feel that heat rise up my crotch. In order to better control the thrusts, Peter offered to let him be below and I above him. He started to lower my leather leggin but not completely until he could visualize my entrance. I lowered Pet's boxer so I could put the condom on him, his member was already hard so the task was easier. He soothed me by rubbing my thighs tenderly, I took a deep breath and slowly sat on Peter's member. A sharp, tight pain emanated from my entrance causing me to close my eyes, wincing as I let out a small moan.
"You're doing good baby, keep it up"-said Peter to encourage me
I stayed still for a moment to try to get used to it, when I felt that the pain had passed, I began to go up and down at a slow but constant pace. Peter closed his eyes and tensed his jaw as his fingers dug into my thighs. Our breaths were quickening and a concert of moans was fogging up the windows. All the pain that I felt at the beginning had given way to a sensation of infinite pleasure that ran through my body and my belly like an electric current. I leaned a little closer to Peter's chest and put my hands under his white shirt. He understood and took it away. Dear God, Peter was often ashamed of his body but what he was seeing now was priceless. His pectorals and abdomen were marked like a Greek sculpture. Feverish, I stuck my fingers into his stomach and began to scratch gently while massaging. Peter let out a grunt of pleasure as he frantically raised his pelvis, increasing his thrusts.
I could already feel Peter's member fully hardened inside me while my walls were contracting.
"Fuck peter"-I gasped
"You are very tight"-he growled, making an effort to focus his eyes on me.
We were both practically sweating, I felt my hair stuck to my neck and nape. I increased the thrusts going at a faster pace to be able to reach the climax, and at the least expected moment I felt like a waterfall was released inside me. But Peter wasn't done with me so I kept swaying my hips until he said.
"I-I'm about to.. cum"-Peter's voice came out hoarse with excitement.
I was at the edge of my strength when I felt the warm liquid of Peter come out and fill me under me. I stopped moving and sat still on him while we caught our breath. I slowly withdrew from him as if his cock were made of glass and I was about to break it. I lay down next to him and squeezed until we both got inside. Pet hugged me lovingly as he caressed my back and I rested my head on his sweaty bare chest, I looked up to see him, he looked very sexy with his hair plastered to his face.
"Do you think the others will realize that we are not here?"-I asked suddenly
"Probably, it bothers you?"
"Not at all"
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Chaotic Good Trio
Pepper: Do you know why you're here, today?
Ife: We're good people?
Pietro: This country's bullshit?
Loki: I'm just here for the chaos.
Ife: Loki!
Pepper: At least one of you is being honest.
Ife: Fine! What we did was 'wrong'.
Pietro: Really?!
Pepper: Ife, you can at least *try* being sincere.
Ife: Never.
Pietro: I mean, what did wasn't even that bad.
Pepper: Let's review, shall we?
Loki: She brought out the binder.
Pepper: Ife. You stole $15B from the Waltons, set fire to Blackstone's New York HQ, bought and destroyed 15 private equity groups-
Pietro. Nice!
Pepper: Why me? Plastered "Jeff's a Big, Whiny Loser" on Bezos' DC mansion, caused no less than 18 derailments political fundraisers in DC.
Ife: Is that really the worse thing in the world?
Pepper: You have 464 more entries.
Pietro: Hah!
Pepper: Maximoff, don't act like you're innocent! 12 cases of arson against police stations including the NYPD. Multiple Financial Sectors reporting of 'impossible gusts of wind' followed by their mortgage records being wiped out.
Pietro: What? Those places are evil!
Pepper: Hmm Okay. So Loki, care to explain why several museums are missing their entire collection of Norse artifacts?
Ife: He's not wrong.
Loki: Plus their lobbies are atrocious.
Loki: Those belong to my people and our followers.
Ife: Oh! So only the Norse get to take their shit back?!
Loki: You're just mad you didn't do it first!
Pepper: Several yachts have been 'ceremoniously sunk'. Sixty billionaires including the Kardashians have complained about the electricity in their homes being turned off.
Loki: It was rerouted. Also, Kim is insufferable.
Pepper: Enough! You three have enough potential charges to ruin the team!
Loki: Technically, ye-
Pepper: There's no 'technically' to it!
Ife: What Loki means is that while these things look bad now, it was in service of a lot of good.
Loki: The money that we 'stole' was given back to those who were wronged.
Pietro: You know full well that the police are thugs of the state.
Pepper: And it vexes you to no end that people call y'all cops, right?
Pietro: ...Yes.
Ife: Blackstone and other private equity firms have millions of houses in 'holding'! Houses that could be peoples' homes!
Loki: Also, why are you acting like we're the only ones doing this?
Pepper: You three are the most egregious.
Chaos Trio: Fair.
Pepper: We can salvage this-
Ife: No need! I listed out all the things we and sent it out to Ashtoreth for PR.
Pepper: Okay. F.R.I.D.A.Y?
F.R.I.D.A.Y: Yes?
Pepper: Block out my schedule for the next three weeks. I'm taking a sabbatical.
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Clint Barton's sarcastic comment echoed through the room, and though his intent was humour, it struck a nerve within you. Pietro Maximoff stood nearby, seemingly unaffected, but you just couldn't let it slide.
"Clint, do you ever think before you speak?" you snapped, surprising even yourself with the intensity of your defence.
Pietro, leaning casually against the wall, raised an eyebrow in amusement as he observed the scene, glancing at his sister.
"What?" Clint asked, clearly confused by the outburst.
Your eyes narrowed. "You’re always getting on at him. I mean, I know he can be a cocky shit at times, but he’s just trying to find his place in this team and you being a dick is not fair or helpful.”
Barton looked from you to Pietro, trying to figure out if you were messing with him. “It- it was a joke.” 
“Jokes should be funny, Barton. Making fun of his speed is just... it’s just... pathetic. He's saved our lives countless times, and all you can do is make snide remarks." You shot back, glaring at him. 
Pietro popped a piece of chocolate into him mouth as he continued to watch the exchange, confused but a little bit pleased by your protective outburst.
“You’re going to step in before any actual punches are thrown, right?” Wanda asked her brother softly with a smirk. 
“I don’t know, it’s kinda hot.” He grinned, his eyes running over you appreciatively.
"You should appreciate what he brings to the team instead of making stupid comments," you continued your tirade at Barton, your cheeks flushed with frustration.
Clint, held up his hands in surrender, trying not to smirk. "Alright, alright. I get it. No more Speedy jokes."
"Thanks for having my back there, sweetheart." Pietro said, his accent adding a playful tone, especially when combined with his grin. 
You felt your face heat, suddenly aware of the spotlight on you. "No problem. Now, if you’ll all excuse me, I’m gonna go make sure Stark hasn’t recorded all that for future blackmail purposes."
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Your knuckles were crusted with blood, dried rivulets running all the way down to your wrist, and beyond. They were surely bruised, but you felt nothing. You were on a mission.
No.
You were on a warpath.
Hydra had taken Pietro. Pietro, your sweet, sarcastic, wise-cracking best friend who had spent half his life being manipulated, controlled, and tortured by them, and now he was back in their clutches. Not on your watch.
You maintained that this would never had happened if they had let you go and retrieve the Vibranium with Pietro, Steve and Nat. Instead they’d had you doing stupid PR and press for the Avengers.
You would never have let Pietro out of your sight. Not that you blamed Steve and Nat. Not much, anyway. They had been ambushed, and barely escaped with their lives. Pietro had been knocked unconscious before he’d even seen the tranquiliser dart heading in his direction.
So now Hydra had him.
You had barely slept since. Fury had looked apprehensive at the idea of sending you on this mission, but there was no way in hell you weren’t going. If he had tried to keep you from it, you would’ve walked right out of the Avengers Tower and gone to find Pietro yourself.
Besides, with the ability to become intangible and invisible, you were the best person for the job. While you infiltrated the base, the rest of your team was stationed in the woods outside, ready to provide back-up.
It hadn’t exactly gone according to plan. Three unconscious Hydra agents, whose blood you were now splattered with, would attest to that.
Nat’s voice buzzed in your ear. “You wanna head towards the Southwest corner. There should be a bulkhead door that blocks of that part of the base, but it won’t be any trouble for you.
There are only a couple of places in this building that would hold an enhanced like Pietro. That was what your intel said, anyway. You’d already checked the basement and a block of cells towards the centre of the base. Both had been empty.
As the seconds ticked away, anxiety gnawed at you. You’d been trying to keep it at bay, but you couldn’t help but wonder what you’d do if Pietro wasn’t here at all.
You swallowed that thought. It wouldn’t help you to cry right now.
Just as Nat had said, there was a bulkhead door in the Southwest corner. It was guarded by two agents. Normally, you would’ve scooted right past them, undetectable, but right now, you were angry, and they were easy targets.
The left guard’s grip on his gun was loose. In one smooth movement, you pulled his wrist back, hyperextending it, and watched his face contort in pain as his fingers slackened.
“What?” said the other guard, but you were already holding the gun.
“Enhanced!” shouted the first guard as you materialised. The other pointed his gun at you and fired. You phased out, letting the bullet pass right through you, hitting the other guard in the chest.
He was wearing a bulletproof vest, but the force of the impact slammed him backwards. You took your opportunity in the chaos and slammed the butt of the pistol down onto the head of the still-armed guard. His body went limp.
“What? What?” The remaining guard looked from side to side, but you were invisible. When he realised he had no chance of finding you, he dove for his partner’s gun. You didn’t let him get that far.
You brought your knee up into his face, feeling the crunch as his nose gave way. Before he could do anything else, you slammed his head into the wall.
Both guards unconscious, you phased right through the bulkhead door.
Behind it was a corridor. It was dark, but you could see a cell door down at the very end. Praying with every part of you, you made for it. Your heart was in your throat as you passed through it.
Sprawled out on the floor of the cell, using his arm as a pillow, was Pietro.
“Piet,” you gasped, materialising again. He jolted into a sitting position, and then winced. His face was badly bruised. You felt the desire to beat the shit out of a Hydra agent returning.
Pietro murmured your name, half-question, half-prayer. “Is that you?”
“It’s me,” you said, falling to your knees. “I’m getting you out of here.”
He was unsteady, but with your help, he got to his feet. Your powers allowed him to be intangible too, so getting out was really the easy part. You were about to pull him through the door, but he stopped you, blocking the way.
“What-”
His hand, scraped and bloody, came up to cup your cheek. He leant in, pressing his lips to yours. You blinked, feeling a rush of blood to your head. His lips were warm, and that was all you had time to register before he pulled back.
“Thank you for rescuing me,” he said, stroking a thumb over your cheekbone. Your skin tingled under his touch. “Let’s get out of here, yes?”
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(R) Drabbles: Pietro Maximoff- Tonight Your Mine
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The knock on your hotel room door is not unusual considering tonight is the last night of your free life. Sounds dramatic but you’re getting married tomorrow morning and everyone has been stopping by to make sure you’re absolutely ready. 
Your body is running high on anxiety and excitement. You don’t bother to look in the peephole of your door assuming it’s someone with important things for you. You swing open the door, you don’t even bother to look up at who’s there. You just walk in allowing that person to follow behind you. 
The sound of the door clicking makes you turn around. You stand in shock at your ex, that ex you hadn’t seen in years. And now like no time has passed he’s right back in front of you staring at you as he did with those blue eyes. 
“What are you doing here?” Your question comes out to wobble at the start. You’re getting married tomorrow, you can’t be dealing with this shit tonight. “Pietro I can’t be dealing with you and your shit tonight get out of my hotel room.” You try, pushing him out of the room. 
Your wedding dress is hanging on the back of the door. In a plastic bag that makes a rather loud crinkling when Pietro’s back ends up hitting it. “Why, I’m just here to wish the bride to be a good day tomorrow.” He’s lustfully looking at my lips. “Thought you needed a good night before you ruin your life with that fucking idiot.” 
You scoff, him… calling you… “You’re a fucking asshole you know that.” Somehow you’ve managed to get closer to each other, Pietro doesn’t mind that you’ve pushed him into the back of the door, or how close you are to touch him. 
Your bathrobe is white and the word ‘bride’ is sewn into the fabric. “What… you need to leave!” You’re trying desperately to stay strong “I love my husband very much and don’t need you ruining more of my life Pietro!” It’s the end of the conversation as I try to grab onto the door handle. 
With a quick motion, I’ve been rotated on my heels. Picked up and moved towards another more flat wall. “You were saying?” He questions you. You roll your eyes at his words. But something changes quickly as always with Pietro. You wear nothing under the soft white robe. His breath is close, fanning across your skin. Causing goosebumps to come across my skin. 
He’s kissing my neck before I can protest. His groin is pressed hard into my uncovered pussy. I can’t help but let my head fall backward, giving him more access to the skin he’s already kissing, lapping his tongue over the sweetest point of my neck. I moan and bucks harder into me. 
He drops me rather quickly. My heart is racing faster than I can remember. “Pietro?!” A yearning question is biting at my lips, I want him more than ever, more than I want to kick him out of my room. More than I want to get married tomorrow. “Y/n?” He echos back.  “Please? Just… Just fuck me yeah… I promise I’ll do anything for you.” A begged mess I have become all because I let him into my hotel room. 
He grins in happiness and picks me up dropping me on the bed before ripping the robe off my naked body. “Finally, I’ve waited too long for this again.” 
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bridgyrose · 11 days
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Jaune arc waking up from a nightmare only to learn he is not in his room. He soon discovered he is the older brother to penny as he has somehow gone back in time 1 year before beacon as penny big brother.
(Well, if we're going to do this, we're going to do this right with a time travel au)
Jaune fell out of bed with a yelp, heart still racing from the panic he had felt in his nightmare. Watching his friends fall one by one off the bridge into the void, seeing Winter grab the relic and going through the portal as the bridge under him finally dissolved, plunging him down into what seemed like an endless void. And yet, as he untangled himself from his sheets, he found himself in an unfamiliar bedroom. A single bed, no hand-me downs from his sisters, just bare wooden walls with Atlas tech integrated into it for lights. 
“Are you up yet, Jaune?” Pietro asked between a couple of coughs. “You’re uh… you’re going to miss coming up to Atlas with me. I know you’ve been wanting to train to be a medic and I-I’ve managed to get you an interview.” 
“A-a medic?” Jaune asked as he started to get dressed, still trying to wrap his mind around the idea that he was living with Pietro. Not that he minded, what he remembered of Pietro made him enjoy the idea, though he never really thought about a life without his sisters. “R-right! My uh… my dream… job!” He fell back a bit as he pulled his pants up, falling onto the ground and almost hitting his head against the dresser. “I’ll be right out!” 
“Thirty minutes.” 
Jaune sighed and picked himself up as he finished getting dressed, pushing the thousands of questions that ran through his mind to the side as he grabbed a quick breakfast before following Pietro out and to the airship to Atlas. He pulled his coat close as the cold air nipped at him, a sudden realization that he hadnt unlocked his aura yet just like before. Though, he had to admit it was better than the alternative of what could’ve happened falling into the void. Though, if he was here, then Ruby and her team had to be too, right? 
He shook his head to try to push the question away for now, wanting to focus on what he could find out about this life he was living first before trying to worry about his friends. If they were here then they’d be fine, but if they werent…
“Everything okay?” Pietro asked. “You’re quieter than normal.” 
Jaune nodded as he was pulled out of his thoughts. “Y-yeah, I’m fine. Lost in thought is all.” 
“What about?” 
“About a few friends of mine.” 
Pietro smiled a bit. “I’m glad you’re making friends. Though, you do have to make sure to spend some time with your sister.” 
Jaune almost wanted to ask what Pietro meant until he realized who he was talking about. Penny. His hand shook at the thought as the image of him running a blade through her ran through his mind, heart racing as his breathing started to shallow a bit. “She’s okay then,” he muttered under her breath.
“What was that?” 
“I-I’ll make sure I spend plenty of time with her!” 
“I have no worries about that.” 
Jaune relaxed a bit as he boarded the airship with Pietro, heart still racing as he saw Penny’s face in his mind. She was here and okay, then that meant his friends were still here as well. He pulled out his scroll and started to search up where Ruby and her team ended up. Weiss was the easiest to find, still heiress to the SDC, a bit of a relief to what she could’ve been. Ruby and Yang were a bit harder to find, but thanks to the Atlas network, he was able to find that they were still in Signal Academy, which meant Beacon was still a year or two away, plenty of time to get back into training to get himself back on track. Blake seemed to be a mystery on her whereabouts, the only information being found on her was a missing post from her parents, which he’d normally worry about if he didnt already know about her past from before. 
Then, he found himself searching up Pyrrha, staring at her picture in an article about her winning her fifth tournament, a first for someone as young as her. Jaune tapped on her picture, running a finger down it as a few tears welled up in his eyes. He was pull back in time into a different timeline, his friends were okay, Beacon was still standing, and he now had another chance to do things right with Pyrrha.
“Another friend of yours?” Pietro asked as he looked over Jaune’s shoulder. 
“N-no,” Jaune answered as he put his scroll away. “Someone I would like to get to know though.” 
“I’m sure you’ll get to meet her one day.” 
Jaune nodded as the airship landed in the Atlas Academy hanger, nervously stepping off as he followed Pietro through the Academy. It looked just the same as it did before, a bit of a welcome sight all things considered. Though the alarms were still fresh in his mind, listening to the soldiers going after him and his team in order to arrest them after Ironwood declared them enemies. Though what really made his heart stop was hearing his name called, and then feeling a familiar, mechanical body slam into him.  
“Jaune!” 
He froze when he realized Penny was there hugging him, alive and well and mechanical just like she was before Beacon. His breath hitched as he remembered plunging his sword into her, his body shaking as he saw himself in that same nightmare, the look in her eyes as she asked her to trust him. 
“Is… is everything okay?” Penny asked. 
Jaune slowly nodded and hugged Penny tightly, thankful she was here. “Y-yeah, everything… everything’s fine. Had a nightmare last night and… and a bit shaken up by it.” 
“Then we should take you to get checked-” 
“No, I’m fine, really.” Jaune took a deep breath and relaxed himself. “I’m fine. The nightmare felt a lot more real than it was.” 
Penny pulled away and smiled at him. “If you are sure. But I do have to go train, so I will see you later.” 
“Training?” Jaune paused for a moment. “PIet- dad… I… I want to train to be a huntsman.” 
Pietro paused in his step. “A huntsman?” 
“Y-yeah, to help protect people. A-and Penny.” Jaune pulled out his scroll once more to show an application for Beacon Academy. “We can both go to Beacon. It’ll be safe, no one will know she’s an android and she can make a few friends. It’ll help her be ready for whatever she’ll face.” 
Pietro looked at the application, and then to Jaune. “It’ll take a bit longer than a year to get you ready for this.” 
“I know, but I can do it.” Jaune smiled a bit. “I’m ready to be a huntsman.”
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Fall Words: Hayride, costume
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Fall words: Hayride, costume
“That’s your date in the Spider-Man costume Darcy. Good luck guessing.”
Darcy rolled her eyes and groaned. Why had she been so stupid to make a bet against Sharon Carter, of all people? The consequences of losing had been forced to attend her halloween party/hayride with a blind date of Sharon’s choosing. Natasha had refused to help, saying Darcy should have known better.
Traitors! she thought furiously, trying to get any hint of Spider-Man’s identity. He was wearing the mask so his face was concealed, but she could see He was tall and lean, but in a filled out grown man way, not a teenager at least. Sharon wouldn’t do that to her.
Spider Man must have recognized her elf costume, because he abruptly left his conversation with Steve and Clint (Superman and Robin Hood, respectively) to approach her.
“Darcy Lewis?” he asked. She didn’t recognize the voice, but it had an accent she thought she’d heard before…..
“Yes, I am. Nice costume, Spidey. May I ask who you are?”
He ripped off the mask, revealing silvery blonde hair and a very attractive, if slightly arrogant smirk.
“Pietro Maximoff, at your service.” He answered, giving a dramatic bow. “I must say, you make a magnificent elf.”
“Thank you,” she answered, slightly puzzled. “I honestly thought you were dead. I’ve heard stories……”
Pietro nodded.
“Yes, well…….it didn’t stick. Unfortunately for Wanda, I am still around to annoy her.”
He shot a fond look at his twin, who was busy dispensing drinks and joking with Bucky.
Darcy chuckled.
“I mean, what are siblings for, anyway?” she agreed, deciding to go with the flow. She’d heard rumors that he was a bit of a flirt, but, hey, might as well have a little fun, right?
“It’s really too bad she didn’t tell me how cute you were,” she went on, adding a touch of flirting as. “I might not have dreaded this so much.”
Pietro grinned at her.
“She did tell me you were very pretty, which is a gross underestimate, but she also told me if I misbehaved, I could expect to experience great pain in the lower regions.”
“Very true,” Darcy admitted gleefully, glad to hear her reputation preceded her. “I keep my trusty taser with me at all times. I really hope I won’t have to use it.”
“So do I,”Pietro agreed, favoring her with a heart-stoppingly beautiful smile. “So do I.”
Sharon and Natasha observed their interaction with decided satisfaction.
“She’s flirting right back. This is going better than I’d expected,” Sharon observed.
“Yes, our plan is off to a great start,” Natasha agreed, sharing a conspiratorial look with Sharon. “If we’d tried a couple years ago, he would probably be on the ground right now.”
“Timing is everything,” Sharon sighed, shooting a wistful look at a certain tall Avenger.
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