#peter maximoff drabbles

[silverzoomies]

Flower

peter maximoff x reader smut

warnings: shameless smut, clunky writing

word count: 458

a/n: sorry this is so short! i wanted to knock out a little drabble, just to get myself in the writing mood again! honestly, it's crazy how filthy this one is. apologies in advance if it's a little too filthy for so few words!! also, i fear i'm posting this on the most non-ideal day! oops!

You go to da circus and youre really excited because da circus is fun and theres lots of things to do. You go to the circus and youre getting popcorn. You like da popcorn. Or maybe you don’t. It doesn’t matter but you get something. Your favorite circus snack. Time to see the elephants and the clowns and the tigers and the other stuff at circus I forgot.

No animals were harmed in the making of this fanfiction. All animals are ethically handled.

You sit down in da audience and da clowns come out. They all dancing and stomping their big clown shoes. But then something amazing happen. One of the da clowns spots you in da audience. He is such a pretty clown. He move fast and his hair is funky and silver. And he got big puppy dog eyes. And a big grey clown nose. He waddle over in his funny silver clown fit. With the big pants and big shoes. How does he run in those shoes?

He approaches you and you are heart eyes at him. He give you a clown flower because you are just so pretty. But the clown flower is a prank and it sprays you in the face with water. Haha! He tricked you! It was part of the show. You are kind of sad but you are also laughing because it was very funny.

You watch da rest of da show and see that clown out there running fast like sonic around the stage. He is just so cool. Some more sights come out. Elephants that are ethically handled and tigers which are also ethically handled. They roar and stomp and do cool things. And the trapeze artists fly all around. You’re like whoa this is so cool.

When the show is over you are feeling brave. So you bring your popcorn and you approach the silver clown. He is so happy to see you because it turns out he thought you were pretty that’s why he wanted to prank you. You spend two minutes talking before fanfiction logic kicks in. And now he is boning you in da other room.

He make the sexy with you against a wall but every time he do the pap pap pap it’s actually a clown honk. Every time he meet thrusts it go honk honk honk. He make you laugh so much and he go so fast oh no don’t go too fast!! Why he go so fast!!! Slow down mister clown sir! You squeeze his nose and it honk and it make him bust a nut. But don’t worry he pull out so silver clown does not get you preggers. Unless you want him to. Have fun raising mutant clown baby.

Happy april fools 🤡⚡️

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[yandereunsolved]

⍣ ೋ Yandere Peter Maximoff ⍣ ೋ

"You can run but you can't hide, babe. They call me Quicksilver for a reason."

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[zombie-hickey]

[Crimson Silver]

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Peter Maximoff x GN!Reader

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Warnings: MDNI, Yandere!Peter, Murder, General Obsessive/Creepy Behavior

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Summary: Peter is just looking out for his best friend, right?

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He adores you with every fiber of his being, you're his best friend in the whole wide world after all!!! The speedy dork just can't tear himself away from you for a mere moment.

Your smile and laugh is like a drug to him, making him grin wide and he feels like he may just get sugar high from how sweet you are, you have him higher up in the clouds than any dessert or weed ever could... So, of course he gets a bit jealous when someone else makes you laugh till you snort - why wouldn't he be? It's no biggie. Doesn't mean anything.

Yeah, sometimes he scares guys off who wanna flirt with you - but he's just looking out for his bestie! That dude was baaad news, just trust him, he's a hero after all! Only ever has your best interests at heart. Promise.

Sometimes he follows you home but it's just to keep an eye on you for safety reasons. You have no idea how many creeps may be lurking around in the dark - it's a good thing your dear friend is Quicksilver himself!

Yeah, okay, maybe one time he snooped around your room while you were out and went through some very personal belongings... But it wasn't with nefarious intentions, honest! He just was bored and curious....

Okay, mayyybe he memorized where you keep your spare house key but what if there's an emergency? That's not creepy at all.... Nope. Just wants to check in sometimes - it's chill. Yeah.

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Red swirls around and down the sink drain, scrubbing his hands clean of the sin he just committed, heart pounding in his ears with a sudden rush he couldn't quite explain...

You had started dating some guy - just an average dude...

Peter told you over and over he wasn't good enough for you - the guy had a wandering eye... At least that's what the silver haired bundle of energy insisted. You just brushed off his concerns as being over protective, insisting in your trust in your boyfriend.

Peter was desperate, okay?

It wasn't meant to go like this... He was just trying to reason with the guy but this dude just - he wouldn't leave....

It escalated but it wasn't his fault!!! Honestly it wasn't!!!

He keeps telling himself that anyway, feeding his delusion in that he was in the right, that he's just looking out for you...

Until he can't pretend anymore that he's just being a good friend. He can't.

"Shit..."

It's a soft utter in the otherwise silent bathroom, looking in the mirror to see his own brown eyes peering back at him, they seem so much darker than usual... It's unsettling even to him, makes his insides clench and his stomach feel sick. What has he done? He's supposed to save people. What kind of monster has he become, so obsessed with you like some sort of lovesick puppy, a violent lovesick puppy.

Only one thing is for sure... You can never find out.

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[evanspresso]

Come home to me

The keys rattle in Evan’s hand as he unlocks the front door, the first thing he notices is that the lights are off. He looks around wearily because he swore y/n said she’d be home, though it looked as if she hadn’t been.

It was a long work day, table reads and wardrobe fittings took up the most of his day, from five in the morning until mid evening.

He remembers their phone call where she’d said that going out wasn’t her plan for the day since she ran errands all of yesterday.

He knew she didn’t have class because it was Saturday, maybe she was getting takeout? But they went grocery shopping yesterday.

He sighed, kicking off his shoes after locking the door behind him. He begins to unlock his phone when he hears soft music down the dark hallway.

He doesn’t even bother turning on any of the living room or kitchen lights while he makes his way towards their shared bedroom. With his hand on the knob, his ears perk up once he hears ZAYN playing from behind the door with y/n’s voice singing along- he can’t help but stall his movements to listen.

“Whyy? Why wait to fiiighttt? Give it a tryyy or I’ll say goodbye while it’s rightttt…” y/n drags out causing Evan to chuckle lightly.

She doesn’t notice him when he walks in and it all clicks in his head as he notices that she’s engulfed in homework. She’s got her headphones in and he realizes that she’s probably been at it for a while now, not even realizing the time.

He stands behind her and bites back a smile as he reaches for her ponytail and tugs on it causing y/n to let out a yelp and snap her head up in his direction.

“You piece of shit!” She yells as he doubles forward in laughter.

“I didn’t know there was going to be a concert tonight.” He says in a teasing tone, earning a glare in response. “Baby, I’m sorry! I had to!!” He defends as she stands up and punches his bicep.

“You scared me!” She whines while she hides her face into her hands. Evan snorts out before pulling her into his chest as she huffs out, looking up at him with tired eyes. “I didn’t even realize how late it got."

Evan yawns and kisses the top of her head, combing his fingers through her hair as he smiles down at her small frame. “When I walked in it was all dark, I got worried, thinking that you weren’t home or something.” he shrugged.

Y/n nods “Sorry” she chuckles. “How was your day?” She asks before resting her head against his chest, running her hands against the muscles of his back causing him to hum in appreciation.

“Long as hell” he groans. “You?”

“Long” y/n agrees. Evan nods and his grip tightens around her while his lips press against her forehead. “How about we go to bed, huh?”

“Absolutely.” Evan muses, throwing y/n over his shoulder making her gasp loudly before tossing her onto the bed playfully. A loud "oof”coming from her lips as she laughs in surprise.

“Are we sleeping or…” she questions, watching him peel off his t-shirt.

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[kitmoas]

seized within the silk we grew

WandaNatKate x Reader (Part of the Training Grounds Universe)

Warnings: ***18+** **MINORS DNI** **Vague Smut-ish*** Mommy kink, slight public things

As usual if i missed anything let me know!

Author's Note: ...........Shhh it's a Halloween Treat (an unedited one so I do be sorry if it sucks)

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Blinking slowly as the sun sunk into your eyes, reveling in the slight pain. The noise below you kept your anxieties down, but you knew that the quiet in your head was only temporarily lulled. Everyone else wanted you to move on, but how could you? Your world had crumbled, the foundation cracked and shattered so quickly and you never even stood a chance. One day the rest of them would understand, and maybe this was selfish but you couldn’t stop the thought, it was always you. First your father, your home, and now your temple; gone. 

A hand on your shoulder, gentle but firm broke you from your thoughts. “Hey Pete is done, you ready?” The small smile makes you blush and you know the influence of others has caused you to not quite understand your own emotions, but you have nothing else to grasp so you allow that to run rampant. Nodding, you let your body get guided with a soft hand on your lower back as the two of you step out onto the thin but strong webbed walkway. 

Your face brightens the closer you get to your friends, all in various states of lounge from where you all dangle in the web that the spider boy created. The sun is setting in the background giving you a beautiful view of the city, even below where you can see kids all dressed up running around knocking on doors and getting candy. Settling down next to your best friend, her hand reaching up to tangle in your pant leg tugging at you insistently, a slight sound of disappointment comes from the one who helped you across the bridge in the first place. “I believe boy of spiders did well with this, do you agree?” 

A loud groan, a small web flying past you, and you don’t even have to open your heavy eyes to see the young boy’s pout. “We have been friends how long Yelena, I am Spider-MAN. Man.” 

Her body shakes as you curl into her, exhaustion starting to catch up despite your want to be a part of the group. You want to speak up and laugh, you know that was the point of everyone inviting you but you can’t help how you relax around them. 

“You say that like our little resident Russian hasn’t had her accent and lack of English stick with her for this long, you aren’t ever going to be a man in her eyes.” The taunting voice of America is obvious, and you know she’s trying to get a rise out of both of them but neither bite as the loud giggles of one night only demons and heroes down below ring through the air. 

Clearing her throat, finally shaking the sting from earlier Cassie stands up. “Why don’t we just start drinking? Yeah? Maybe everyone can be men that way?” She’s giggling as she sticks her tongue out at the boy, tossing him a bottle. “My special cocktail, drink up everyone.” She gently sets one in your hand, waiting for your eyes to open to smile at you. “At your own pace, no rush.” 

“Should we drink since most of us are on duty?” Even you groan at Peter’s question, rolling out of Yelena’s arms to stare at the boy.

“Take the spider mask off for a minute and have fun, does Bishop really have your balls in that tight of a grip?” You mean it as a joke, you swear to yourself but you can almost swim in the haze that the tenseness creates. It was the first time anyone has mentioned the archer, and no one thought it would be you first. Rolling your eyes at the panic spreading across his face, you pop the lid off of your bottle and lean back. The strong liquor stings as it goes down your throat, though anything feels better than the weight of the silence. 

A loud laugh and a slap on the back interrupts your thoughts, “You heard her! Follow her lead you weak little Avengers!” You knew that you could always count on your best friend to match your energy. Everyone else follows suit, but one, gulping down their own drinks.

When you finally pull the now half empty bottle from your lips, a drop of the deep Periwinkle liquid escapes down your chin but a gentle thumb doesn’t allow it to get too far. Swiping it away quickly, the hand cups your cheek and sky blue eyes search for your own. They should be comforting but you always did prefer a storm. “Careful there.” 

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“Careful there sweets.” Always cocky. You knew that before you started dating her, and you know it’s only gotten worse now that you are on her arm. “Wouldn’t wanna ruin your pretty little costume, now would ya?” She’s pushing into your space, her hand cupping your jaw giving her even more control as she smirks down at you. 

The barely there costume was already ruined before you were even able to leave the girl’s apartment. She had shoved you against the wall the moment she had sauntered down the steps in her cheesy pirate costume, the tattered vest hanging open to show off her abs and the hat barely hanging onto her head. The brunette was holding a sword when she realized that your torn tied up shirt barely covered anything and your skirt had multiple slits so high that she barely had to swing one to get access to between your thighs. 

Eyes rolling, you hope that the darkness of the room conceals the way your cheeks flush. “Well I know you won’t be getting the chance to, so someone has to.” Biting your bottom lip, you know that you’re challenging her. It’s always fun to see how far you can push her until she finally breaks and gives you what you want. 

Kate’s eyes are intense as she stares you down, dark cobalt swirling before it’s interrupted by a hiccup. Giggles erupt from both of you and you feel your heart almost stop, frozen as you watch her head fall back. You never understood how you got someone so amazing to even look at you, let alone have her fall in love with you too. Her head falls to your shoulder, even as her body still shakes with laughter, as her arms wrap around you. She’s tugging you closer, into her body, and you know it’s the safest place you’ve ever been. 

You can feel soft kisses along your neck, a gentle nip as she finally pulls away. Her smile is wide and the glossy nature of her eyes are the clear giveaway of the alcohol she’s consumed. The breath you take gets caught in your throat while she looks at you, almost like you’re the gravity keeping her on the planet. “Let’s go back to the party, I gotta show off my pretty girl.” 

A whine tears through your teeth and you want to beg her to come back, to put her hands back on you but you know that she’s ready to be back in the spotlight. She’s aching to parade you around, not only you but the fact that you are hers. You love it, something you had never gotten to feel before, but in the moment you just wanted her to take what was hers. 

Sighing you just nod, but when she roughly pushes you back against the wall. Her knee shoving its way between your thighs and her mouth smashing against yours. The taste of alcohol was strong on her lips and her kiss was messy, but her hands were rushing along your body. Desperate to feel you up before she finally pulled away, shaky breaths as she smirked down at you. Watching as your hips subconsciously grind down onto her thigh, “I’ll take care of this within the hour, don’t you worry sweetheart.” Cobalt eyes twinkling as she winks at you, her hand cupping your cheek as she pulls you towards the dance floor.

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Shaking your head, you smile up at the girl and you try to clear your head from the memories. You were working on that, it’s hard but one day you hope that it will be easier. You let her rest her hand on your face for a few moments before you gently move away, settling back into your position with Yelena. 

It takes a bit before the group starts up their normal antics, America dumps her drink on Peter when he starts practically drooling over MJ. “Do you have to dry hump your webs every time your little girlfriend comes up?” Everyone is laughing, the two somehow constantly at each other’s throats. 

“Yes Peter, what does that MJ even do? Can she take down a secret agency?” The blonde leans up, letting your heavy head fall from her shoulder, as she sticks her tongue out at the boy. Everyone likes to give him crap for being the only one that likes someone out of the business. 

Cassie starts laughing, rolling on her back. “Really going for that spider-man damsel in distress trope aren’t you?” She’s trying to keep her hand stable as she almost spills her drink. 

The shaggy haired boy huffs, though used to the teasing and he knows it’s all just fun, the alcohol in his system is making him a bit more sensitive to the taunts. “At least I have someone Cass and I’m not pining over someone I can’t get!” He blinks, but doesn’t make eye contact with you or the other girl. “I have someone amazing, and she’s perfect. She makes me happy and for the first time I can relax. I don’t feel like I’m always on edge or ready to jump into a fight when I’m around her. I can put down the mask and the responsibilities and feel like a college kid. I’m just a kid and she makes my life better. She makes me better. I’m a better Peter around her, a better Spider-Man.” His voice trails off, realizing that he let his emotions get the better of him. 

It's the one thing every single person in the job wants. Someone, despite the title they hold, to love and melt into. It’s hard to find a patient and understanding person, someone who won’t get mad at the late nights or broken bones. To find someone like MJ was rare, and every single person sitting there knew that. They knew that you had to hold onto those ones with an iron grip, and do anything possible to keep them in your life. 

America sighs, letting her head fall on his shoulder. She leans up to kiss his cheek, a sign that she’s done teasing. It’s quiet as the group take the time to sip at their drinks, enjoying the chilled wind. You should have noticed the way that they all side eye to look at you, the way that Cassie is longing after you, but you’ve lost your own mind. 

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Your giggle rings through the mostly quiet room, body squirming to try and get away from the soft kisses that Natasha was leaving along your stomach. She had been soft and sweet all day, her phone and earpiece nowhere to be found. The two of you had spent the entire day dressed in soft onesies, you in a devil one while the ginger donned a random one that made absolutely no sense to you. She had gasped, acted so offended that you wouldn’t know the classic that is Trick r’ Treat but she just tugged you onto the couch anyways. The movie was immediately started, though you don’t remember most of it. 

After what feels like forever, trying to avoid her tickles, the older woman finally leans her chin on you to look up at you. “Thank you Malyshka.” She giggles at your confused look, kissing your hip bone softly. “I wanted to spend today with you because I know you like Halloween, and though I never really celebrated it I thought it would be nice to at least be together.” She stumbles over her words a bit, a blush rising up her neck. “I made Wanda take my technology and I wanted to just feel the safety of being with you. Nothing taking away from us or the way you make my body feel relaxed, just you and me. Together.” 

Something in your body stops, your heart practically giving out, and you know that you’ve dreamt about this moment since the day that the two of you met. You had always wanted the older women to look at you like you mattered, like you were more to them than you were supposed to be. You could feel your head nodding, mindlessly as you tried to keep your emotions in check. You couldn’t be obvious, or too clingy, or else you might chase her away so you just accepted her words. It felt wrong but you wanted to keep her in her safe little bubble for as long as possible, and if that meant you would spend every single day wishing that she would be different with you more often then okay. If that meant for the rest of your life you would feel inferior so that she would be able to relax just for a bit, then that’s just fine for you. You would give up everything if that meant keeping her happy. 

Natasha was leaning over you, a soft smile on her face. It wasn’t uncommon for you to be on the receiving end of them, but this felt different. It felt real and you did everything in your power to not react. You wanted to kiss her, but you were scared that it would push her away. Instead you waited, with bated breath, as she just stared at you. It was the sound of the music from whatever movie was playing that broke the trance she was in, the ginger bounces back. 

Her eyes were no longer soft, instead they were panicked as she looked around trying to figure out what to do. She was only that vulnerable after she put you in a much more defenseless position, having normally left this type of interaction with Wanda. You want to reach out, but she turns to you suddenly with the smile back on her face. “Let’s make some brownies, we can even decorate them like mummies.” Her hand encases yours softly, and she’s guiding you to the kitchen and for a moment the freak out was forgotten. 

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Blinking, you can’t help the embarrassed look on your face when you realize that everyone is looking at you. You try to look the other way but the sun is gone and the moon is entirely too cloudy to even watch it, so you just sigh. Rolling your eyes at yourself, you try to not focus on how many times you have made the group go quiet or how many times you have completely killed the mood. All you wanted to do was drink and hang out with friends, but even that was too hard for you to do apparently. 

The web moves below you and you feel familiar arms wrapping around your shoulders, tugging you back into her body. The two of you sit in silence for a moment before everyone else starts to move, giving the two of you a bit of privacy. “It’s okay, you know?” America’s eyes are soft as she searches for yours. She shrugs when you reject her, and just pulls you tighter against her. 

“How can it be?” Your voice catches you off guard, it sounds sure even though that was far from what you actually felt. “I’m ruining everything and it’s been so long.” 

The girl shrugs, her messy bangs falling into her eyes as she chuckles. “You think we expect you to be okay? We don’t. We’re your friends, real ones. We want to build you up regardless of everything, and we can’t do that if you act like you’re whole. We tease and taunt and mock, but we love you. At the end of the day we love you, no boundaries and no conditions. If you let us, we’ll be there for you and even when you fight it we will be too; just waiting in the background for when you need us.” She’s blowing her hair away from her face, a quiet falling over you to like a security blanket. Leaning over to place a soft kiss against your temple, she whispers reassurance once more as she leaves you to be. 

You want to reach out, beg her to come back and wrap her arms around you. For her to drag over Yelena or even Peter so that you can fall into their arms. It hurt to let her walk away and it almost felt like a weight was slowly crushing your chest, breaking and cracking at your ribs to puncture your lungs. The breath falling from your lips, blue in your imagination. 

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“I think it would be fun to actually go out to eat tonight, don’t you Мой красивый ангел?” Her voice echoed through the doorway into the room where you were curled up on the bed, a wave of sadness hit you and it felt like your entire body was caving in. A head of curly brunette hair pops into the bedroom, eyes twinkling but the moment she sees your body in the fetal position it dims. 

Rushing over to you she pauses at the foot of the bed, hand hanging in the air as she tries to quickly assess the situation. Before she can even move you’re flopping over, a pout on your lips and tears in your eyes. Reaching out, your hands grab at her as you silently beg for her touch. The pain is searing and you swore that it was real, but you had a horrible feeling that it was just all in your head. Your anxiety is coming to destroy your favorite holiday, but you wanted to fight it. 

She’s on you in moments and it’s almost like nothing happened, unsure of what even started it you decide to instead melt into the older woman. You weren’t sure if it was just her powers at work or if maybe it was just your desperate need to be around the Sokovian, but whatever pain you were feeling disappeared. The secret of which it was would never be revealed to you, instead you decide to spend the time you now have in bed to your advantage. 

Slowly you move in the witch’s arms so that you can look up at her, a twinkle in your eyes as you miss the red mist falling from her fingers. “Mommy, I think I would rather stay in. We can make sure the candy bucket stays full that way!” It’s a bad excuse and you know it, but you couldn’t think of anything else quickly. You were craving her touch on your body, and you knew that if you were to go out the most she would let you do is get filled by her magic. That wasn’t enough tonight. 

The smile on her face is hesitant but the look in your eyes is real, and how can she deny you of anything? If you needed her touch to feel better than that’s what you needed. Her kiss is sudden, surging forward to connect your lips. The brunette lets you have a few seconds of a mostly gentle kiss before she pushes you onto your back, body pressing you into the mattress. Her weight keeps you pinned as she snaps her fingers and your clothes start to rip off. It’s all so fast and you almost want it to stop, overwhelming your senses but when she pulls away to watch you your racing heart calms. 

“Well hello there little one.” Her voice is soft, it’s gentle and you almost think tonight might be different than every other time. “You’re Mommy’s. Say it.” Her hand cups your chin, thumb swiping along your bottom lip. Her eyes are predatory, but in a warm nature, as she watches your body come into view. Her magic is working to tear your clothes to shreds. She makes a mental note to buy you more, as you whisper it. 

Her hand strikes you out of nowhere, the sting along your cheek forces your head to the side before her rough grip on your jaw brings it back. “Mine, and I own your little body.” Something in her snapped as she trails her free hand down your body. “You know, you seem confused for such a smart slut. Did your brain turn to mush already?” She’s sneering as her eyebrows lift, her fingers slipping in between your thighs where she finds wetness already gathered there. 

Shaking your head, you know it’s a lie. You weren’t sure where it came from, unaware of your own arousal. You had thought you wanted her to be nice, but you can feel the warmth in your body as she settles into her normal state. It’s harsh and almost uncaring, but it’s habitual and comforting. The actions and brash tone turns your mind off, and you realize that even in the state that you’re in the way Wanda treats you is what keeps you level headed and calm. 

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A quiet thwap takes you out of your thoughts, and the bouncing unsettles you from your spot as the group starts walking towards the building. You spot the candy that Peter threw at you, hanging just above you though you can’t pinpoint where the web is connected. Sighing you sit there for a moment, eyes watching as Peter and America push each other–both determined to be the first one off the web. 

A firm hand lands on your shoulder and you immediately smell your best friend’s perfume, the blonde kneeling next to you. The two of you silently watch the last of the trick or treaters below you, and you head falls onto her shoulder. “You know, I think the world really does test the best people. It is unfair and mistreatful, but only the best end up the way you do. I am always on your side. I know you didn’t ask me to be, and you don’t technically need me to be, but I am. I will always save you no matter what, and together we will not just survive but we will conquer.” She smiling now, against your shoulder where she tilts her head to suppress her giggle. 

Shoving her away, you can’t help the eye roll as you relish in your time with the Russian. “Okay, don’t get too crazy. The FBI is gonna think you want to start a war or something.” You watch her shrug, rubbing her thumb along your shoulder blade as she stands up. Opening your mouth you go to say something, but she’s already walking away. Even with the mouthed apology, you want to whine and complain but your attention is being pulled from her as someone settles down next to you. 

Feet swinging off the edge of the web, the two of you sit in silence. You wait there for her to say something. You don’t have any negative feelings towards her, and you do really enjoy spending time with the girl. The two of you both enjoy a lot of the same things and conversation is easy, but there’s just something that isn’t right. Maybe you should take a chance, let her take you out just once, but at the same time it’s just too simple. It feels mindless after the past six years but the need to restart is strong, so maybe you should. 

There were a lot of maybes, and you hated that. You were always so sure before, and if you weren’t then someone else was sure for you. It was a stable foundation where your own personal castle was built, but now you have to rebuild. You’re on new land, new terrority, and you have to stumble around to find materials. Even now, lost in your thoughts, you can feel the warmth along your ribcage and it makes you wonder what is happening. Can you truly find a new foundation while the old one pulses along your body? 

Cassie stands, a hand outreached to you with a gentle smile pulling at her lips. She waits, patience unending, as you stare back up at her. Blinking slowly, you try to put together your thoughts. She isn’t rushing or pushing, just there. So you nod, taking her hand and allowing her to pull you up. Her arm is heavy as she wraps it around you, guiding you off the web. The two of you don’t speak, and you hate how it feels comfortable even as you take the stairs down to where everyone else is waiting. 

You can hear the chatter even from the staircase, the three of them arguing about something. “I have a higher ranking than you! I will not switching just so I can have a stupid title!” Chuckling as you hear the Russian yell out, the alcohol must be just starting to hit her with how animated she is being. 

Stepping into few, the two of you immediately gain the attention of the others. Three pairs of stares, the lack of reaction would have gotten to you if America wasn’t able to shake it off first. “Tell them that one day you’ll join the Young Avengers! You wanna work with me and Petes, right?” It’s hopeful even through her confusion as she stares at the arm around you. 

“Why would she want to be a YOUNG avengers when she could be partners with THE White Widow?” Yelena is screaming, howling almost, and you can’t help but giggle with her. 

Peter shrugs, chugging the rest of the drink in his hand before he politely drops it in the garbage next to him. “I personally think you both should join up, we would be unstoppable.” 

There as the entire group starts laughing, the world quiet at the end of the night and litters of empty candy wrappers floating past deflating ghosts, something feels right. You let yourself sink into the feeling, for the first time in months, and you shrug. “Maybe I’ll be on call for both of you, Young Avengers and the infamous White Widow. How about that?” Everyone laughed and nodded along, the group starting to walk down the sidewalk. If anyone looked out the window too quickly it would look just like a group of college kids, laughing and joking, they would never know that the group had fought for their lives from childhood. 

It feels weird to casually agree to something like that, your life on a spiral since you graduated. You weren’t sure where you were going, but at least here on your favorite day of the year you weren’t alone. Surrounded by friends you knew that everything would be okay, and you just needed to allow that to happen. It wasn’t just yet there, but one day it would be and that was all that mattered. 

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[homicidal-slvt]

Warnings: MDNI, Smutty

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Your back hits the plush surface of your mattress, rose petals recklessly scattered from the sudden force, the wind nearly knocked out of you with Peter's weight shoved into you, the motion fast enough to make you nearly dizzy. Giggles erupting into the air while you tug at his messy silver locks, earning an embarrassing little noise that sounds similar to a whine from the man.

"Easy there, Quickie... I would preferably like to not end up in the hospital on Valentine's Day."

"Sorry, babe... Y'just look too good. Fuck..."

You had surprised Peter for Valentine's Day, planning to have a nice romantic night in... Rose petals scattered and you in a pretty new set of lingerie. However as per usual he got a little bit overly excited, his hard on rubbing against your thigh as he peppers sweet kisses down your neck.

"Gonna make y'feel so good... Promise. Just gotta feel you... The things you do to me. Damn."

Yeah... This new set of lingerie won't survive very long. Oh well.

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[make-me-imagine]

Disheveled Confession

Prompt: Surprising each other with chocolates/flowers.

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x Gn!Reader *Reader is referenced to have Aerokinetic abilities

Requested By: @skylions-den

Words: ~700

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With everyone around the school whispering about who they were going to ask to be their Valentines, or asking each other out for the Valentines themed dance, you felt a constant hum of butterflies in your stomach.

You had already been asked out a few times by various people, each of whom you had to let down easy. There was only one person you were interested in, but you weren't positive they felt the same.

Even with doubt on your mind and anxiety in your chest, you had every intention of giving him the chocolates you had sought out specifically for him.

You had no idea if he would care, or if he would understand the intention behind them, but that was not going to stop you.

The chocolates were shoved in your bag, taking up all the room left, as you marched through the mansion, looking for the silver haired mutant. The longer it took to find him, the harder it was for you to stay confident.

Looking into one final room, and still not seeing him, you let out a defeated sigh. Maybe he was in town? Or maybe he was with someone. That thought sent a sharp ache through your chest. But you pushed the thought away and made your way up to the roof. One of your favorite places to sit in silence.

Sitting on the edge of the roof, you looked out over the school campus as a light breeze blew through your hair. Lifting a finger you formed a small whirl of air, scooping up all the leaves on the roof, before letting them fall into a pile in the corner.

Hearing a sharp whistle, barely audible, followed by a whisp of air, Peter was suddenly standing beside you on the roof. You felt your heart leap lightly as you looked over at him.

Lifting his goggles as he stared down at you, he let out a soft breath "I've been looking for you, should have known you'd be up here."

You blinked "You've been looking for me?"

He nodded before he sat down in front of you, "I wanted to give you something."

Watching as he reached into his jacket, you felt your heart flutter.

Pulling out a small bundle of disheveled tulips, Peter looked at them for a second with a frown.

"Oh. Oops. Sorry, I put them in my jacket to keep them safe from the wind." He slowly handed them to you.

Taking them you smiled, repressing a giggle as your cheeks and neck warmed up. They may have been slightly beaten and bent, but they were still beautiful. Meeting his eyes, you could tell he had a nervous air about him.

"You got me flowers?"

He smiled softly and nodded "I know you've been asked by like several people to be their Valentines, and to go to the dance with them, but I thought- well, I hoped, maybe, I had a chance."

"Yes."

His eyes met yours with surprise as you smiled, caught off guard by your own eagerness.

"I was hoping you might ask.

He adjusted nervously "You were?"

You nodded "Yes. Oh!" Remembering the chocolates, you reached down into your bag, you pulled on the box of chocolates, having to yank them out with force.

You chuckled as you handed the bent box to him "I got you something too."

He smiled as he took the chocolates, recognizing them as his favorites.

Looking over at the flowers, seeing them in a similar state to the box, he grinned. "Thank you."

You smiled bashfully, feeling another nervous flutter as he inched forward to get a bit closer to you. "You're really gonna go to the dance with me?"

You nodded "I'd love to."

"And, uh" he cleared his throat lightly "You'll be my Valentine?"

You nodded again repressing a grin. He smiled brightly "And then after that?"

Shrugging lightly you smiled "After that?"

"You'll uh, still be with me?"

Unable to repress your grin any longer, you let out a soft giggle "Yes, I'll still be with you Peter. If that's what you want."

He nodded "It is, definitely is."

"Good, me too."

xx End xx

I kind of hate how this came out, but I hope you liked it lol

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[in-love-with-srk]

You were lying on your bed trying to sleep, when you heard a certain someone quicksilver his way into your dorm. So of course you did the sane thing and pretended to be asleep so he wouldn't bother you.

You expected a loud announcement of his arrival but not him quietly rushing over to you and hugging you from behind. "I missed you, my sick sweet little angel". "But you saw me yesterday" You say turning towards him and he jumped not expecting that you had heard his little confession. But he quickly made a recovery "So? You think I can go a day without seeing you're pretty face.". You scoffed "Pretty, in this state?" His expression softened "Of course you're pret-"

"PETER GET BACK TO CLASS" Logan yelled. "Oh shit" Then Logan came to drag his ass back to chemistry. You gave him a tiny wave before smiling secretly. "I WILL BE BACK MY DEAR". He left and you turned your face into the pillow. Then he noticed that you had waved at him and ran back into your dorm. He quickly moved your face to make your look towards him but slow enough to not give you whiplash. And then he pecked your cheek before bashfully waving at you, saying bye and running away once again.

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[tommiruewrites]

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

Four Seconds

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]

i'M NOT DOING IT

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

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"

#marvel #one shot #imagine #marvel cinematic universe #marvel mcu #mcu #x reader #female reader #drabble #fluff #masterlist #txt smut #fem reader #x men smut #evan peters smut #pietro x y/n #pietro x reader #quicksilver #peter maximoff #magneto #pietro maximoff #x men days of future past #evan peters characters #evan peters #evan peters x reader #x you #x female reader #smut #fluff fluff fluff #svt fluff

[divineruler]

Thank you guys so much for 700 followers! That’s crazy. I am very lucky to have so many folks here to read the one fic I post a year. I’m hoping in the future I’ll be able to keep up the motivation to write more shit for you guys. But till then I’ll just be here being horny on main.

Folks who are special in my heart: @evanpetersluver @divinelyruled @divinerulerluvr @undeadcortez @quicksilverownsmysoul @kitwalker02 @evanspresso @americxn @mossybank @nastyavenuee @twinkiemaximoff

I’m sorry if I forgot anyone, I’ll be updating the tag list when I’m home at my computer 😭😭

#divine drabbles #american horror story #ahs #divineruler #kyle spencer #peter maximoff #evan peters #kit walker #kai anderson #colin zabel #mare of easttown

[broifoundher]

Watching a Memory

Another chaotic Drabble that ended up nothing like I imagined it when I started writing it.

Enjoy (or not)

Oh yeah, contains a bit of swearing.

Yelena stood up and walked towards the window. Only stopping in her tracks once she reached the edge of it.

The night sky was indeed beautiful, yet she looked back inside, at what she was about to leave behind.

And as her eyes fell upon your sleeping body, she couldn’t help the slight pain burning inside her chest.

God she’s gonna miss you.

Miss everything that is you.

The way she loved you.

All of you.

Her thoughts were cut short as you turned in your sleep, ending up facing her.

Great, now she had a full view of your face. And oh, how much time she could spend simply staring at you without even realizing it.

The way your eyelashes fluttered when you dreamed. The way your mouth would sometimes hang open, in the slightest.

And the way she would stare at those lips without you even knowing it, making it seem just the more precious.

She didn’t want to go, but she had to. To protect you.

And she worried slightly when she saw a frown forming between your brows.

She was so fond of you and it ripped her apart to let you go. No, she was actually the one leaving you.

Without you even knowing.

And for a moment, she wished you would wake up.

Realize she wasn’t in bed with you.

Look up to her and pad the mattress beside you.

So that she’d cave into her desire to stay, cave in the way your eyes would look up at her in a pleading way that would make her heart break. Because if that indeed happened, she was pretty certain she’d be unable to leave you anymore.

Come on, just stay with her, man!

She was about to leave you behind.

I swear, this is overly dramatic…

She’s gonna miss your touch—

¡Oh! ¡Chica! ¡Quédate con la mujer!

… your smell.

Guys, I really think we should go…

The feeling of waking up next to you.

Wait! We’re getting to the good part.

“Screw it. I’m gonna stay here.” Muttered Yelena as she closed the window and walked back towards the bed. “And if they send people after Y/n, then I’m gonna just have to get rid of them all… What the hell… How could I even think of giving you up? Even for a second.” She was now going back into sleeping wear. “And who do they think they are to threaten me? I fucking survived the Red Room for godsake!”

She laid down under the covers next to you and immediately melted as you instinctively wrapped your arms around her.

Aw! Look at her! I’ve never seen Yelena look that soft like ever!

*cellphone rings*

Y/n : *steps off the circle and answered the phone* “Yes, hello?”

Yelena, through the phone. “Where the fuck did you guys go? I was gone for literally five minutes to go to the bathroom and you all just disappeared!”

Y/n : “Ah, baby. Sorry, we just went to an—“

America shaking her head profusely.

Y/n : “Uh, eat. We went out to eat…“ *looks at the twins who are currently snacking* “pizza balls.”

Yelena, through the phone. “Pizza-what?”

Y/n : “balls.”

Peter, Kate, Ned and America : *facepalming*

Mj : *covers the twins’ ears.*

Yelena : *sighs* “Listen, Nat just called me and the witch is picking up her kids early so…”

America : *gets the cue and opens a portal for the group to jump in and out back into the compound.*

Y/n : *hangs up as she gets out of the portal*

Y/n to Yelena : “You mean Wanda?”

*America closing the portal and high-fiving the twins.*

“That was so cool!” (The twins.)

“I’ll teach you Spanish next time.” (America)

Wanda : “Boys, mama is here.”

The twins, running to Wanda and crashing into her sides : “Hey mom!”

Wanda, hugging them : “Hi, how was your day? Did the older kids take good care of you?”

The older kids : *innocently smiling while hiding their sweaty palms behind their backs* (because she can read minds)

Wanda : *chooses to ignore the obvious and makes a mental note to never let her kids without an actual adult.* “Oh! And what is that?”

The twins, proudly : “Pizza balls!”

Wanda & the older kids : *smiles wavering*

Wanda to her boys : “Is that right?”

The twins : “Yup, and it’s from another universe too. Did you know we could cross the street when it’s red and…”

Peter silently nudging MJ and Ned to move along and leave with him.

While America creates her own portal to escape the fiasco that was about to unleash on them.

Leaving you, Yelena and Kate the only ones remaining.

Wanda : “Alright, you’ll tell me all about it once we’re home. Papa is waiting, he’s already done diner.”

Wanda + twins disappear behind the doors.

Kate : “Well that wasn’t as bad as I thought it was gonna end. Uh—Guys? Hello?”

#drabble #fanfic #fanfiction #mcu phase 4 #yelena belova x reader #yelena belova x you #yelena belova imagine #wanda maximoff #america chavez #billy & tommy #kate bishop #peter parker #michelle jones #ned leeds #multiverse of madness #kind of

[yandereunsolved]

I am kind of obsessed with the idea of Evan Peter's characters with a magic system like Steven Universe. If you aren't familiar, the most bare-bones way to explain this is that certain characters are able to fuse with each other because of their bond. Their mind, body, and soul become one and create an entirely new being. If their fuse is unstable, then they will defuse. If they take a lot of damage, they will defuse. They can also stably defuse and return to their separate forms. If you want to know more about what I am talking about, go to the Steven Universe Wiki under Fusion Gems.

Now imagine Evan's characters fusing to create new characters. Tehe. Especially in a yandere setting.

Your toxic boyfriend Kai Anderson takes you to the Cortez to spend the night because every other place is booked. You both meet James Patrick March. Kai and James click together like puzzle pieces. One is an aspiring cult leader and the other is a mass murderer. They both have grown to be madly obsessed with you. Kai is only willing to share because James is even better of a manipulator than he is. They fuse and create a new being— their obsession and individual abilities multiply tenfold.

Giggling and kicking my feet in the air rn.

Quicksilver and Tate? Peter moves into the Murder House and you're their neighbor. Peter acts like Tate is his brother. Tate is totally a normal human boy. Nothing to see here. They both are all lovey dovey with you... so they fuse by accident once because Peter runs through Tate. Then, they decide to show you their fusion.

The yandere Evans forcing you into an unstable fusion??? Uh, oh. :( Darling, you don't understand. You are precious to them. This is the only way you can be with them in mind, body, and soul. They need this. They need to be one with you.

The wholesome babies being Kit and FrankenKyle. Kit doesn't really understand the entire undead thing but he helps Kyle become more human. You are the witch/warlock/[insert other magical thing] that is currently taking care of Kyle. Kit just adores how sweet and loving you are with him. They both fuse over their mutual attraction to you. The fusion is a bit unstable because Kyle is undead— so his scars show up on the fusion. Imagine those eyes??? Kits look and Kyle's innocent baby expression??? You have an oddly charming, himbo boyfriend now. Sometimes he struggles to speak and maintain eye contact.

Austin Sommers and Mr. Gallant. More giggling. It would be such an odd pair but it'd work. It'd work. You totally know that it would.

Luke Cooper & Colin Zabel. Shh... Lordy, lordy. Give Luke some credit. He never intended to fuse with anyone. He thought the idea was fucking stupid and useless to begin with. Ugh, a detective— so how did they fuse? You work for Michael Scott and therefore with Luke. Someone broke into the office after hours (Michael bribed you into helping teach Luke office skills. It was coming along horribly and Luke just kept flirting with you.) and that person tried to kill both of you. A masked gunperson. Colin comes in to help solve the case. Both Luke and Colin... end up fusing when Luke shows he gives a shit about something. Which is you and your safety.

This is already so long. Anygays, do you want me to expand on this idea:? Genuinely curious. Cause I would love to see what people come up with... and what if there was just an au of Evans fused characters??? (Even non-ahs related— I write a lot of ahs. that is why I am saying this.)

#american horror story #fusion #crossover #evan peters characters #alternate universe #drabble #ideas #yandere #imagine #tate langdon #kai anderson #jpm #james patrick march #quicksilver #peter maximoff #kit walker #kyle spencer #austin sommers #luke cooper #colin zabel

[zombie-hickey]

Warnings: Kinda angsty, pregnancy mention

Imagine you and Peter have a casual relationship, you know he doesn't want to settle down and doesn't want anything serious.... You try to accept that but end up pushing for more, only to get rejected. He doesn't wanna hurt you - honest. He cares about you deeply but he just isn't ready for that... So, you end up breaking things off and he's gone.

You find out you're pregnant and part of you considers trying to contact him to tell him, since despite how things ended - you wanted him to know. But.... Then you think 'I don't wanna tie him down or make him feel obligated to help me' because he made it super clear he wasn't ready for commitment... Sure, not the most sound decision you're making right now but you're doing your best here- ultimately you don't tell him. Deciding you can do this on your own.

.... It's only a few years later he shows up at a diner in town again and sees you, you're sitting at a table with a little kid sporting familiar silver hair... The little boy rambling at hype-speed about anything and everything, you just smiling and nodding. Doesn't take too long for the realization to hit Peter like a freight train.

#I could expand on this myself but I'm not sure where to go with it. #feel free to take this and run with it if ya like it. lol #peter maximoff x you #peter maximoff x reader #peter maximoff drabble #vee's various fics #vee's concepts/prompts #mdni

[42donotpanic]

Day 17: Detention and Almost getting caught

"Someone’s coming.” Peter grabbed his father’s wrist and stopped him from rounding the corner. They stood in the shadow and watched Charles and Hank walk by. The two were deep in conversation and didn’t pay Erik and Peter any attention.

“Now.” Peter checked again, and they continued their way to his room without any more incidents.

Erik locked the door with a flick of his wrist while Peter already spread the goods on his bed. That was when they both heard Charles’ annoyed voice in their heads: “Hiding doesn’t help against telepathy. Give everything back and then meet with me.”

@slashmultiverse

inofficial continuation of: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42122973

#charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #peter maximoff #hank mccoy #drabble #daily pride prompts #detention #almost getting caught

[the-underthinker]

MASTERLIST

Avengers

Series

- The Avengers are actually Crack Addicts.

Description: Quite Frankly, you’re all idiots. How you guys are able to save the world so many times is an anomaly even you don’t understand, but you try not to think too much about it when you’re having fun.

1 2 3 4 5 

Steve Rogers

Series

- Home 

Description: Steve Rogers is attempting to find a new purpose in this new world. It isn’t until one day when he decides to finally embark on one last mission before hanging up the suit, that he encounters a few moments with someone who is in need of guidance—just like him.

1 2 3

#Masterlist #The Avengers are actually Crack Addicts #drabbles #series #humor #angst #fluff #avengers x reader #enhanced!reader x avengers #steve rogers #tony stark #peter parker #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #clint barton #bruce banner #thor odinson #marvel #MCU #marvel cinematic universe #the avengers #bucky barnes #sebastian stan #chris evans