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angelltheninth · 1 year

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HEY OMG I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH AND IM FINALLY ON TIME FOR WHEN YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN

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Would I please be allowed to request Pietro Maximoff/Quicksilver (from age of Ultron) and him with Baby fever 😫😫😫

Sorry you haven't been these before, I only leave them open for about a week at a time cause there's so many coming in lmao.

Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, fluff, breeding kink, dirty talk, creampie, leglock, pregnancy mention

A/N: Baby fever for Valentine's Day. Romantic yeah.

"I'm close." Pietro growled against your neck, his hips moving in a blur, hard cock slamming in and out of your wet pussy, "Can I... fuck... do you want me to..." His eyes closed in bliss as he felt your legs wrap around his back to keep him from pulling out.

"You said you wanted to try right Pietro?" You gipped his shoulders tight, arching your back against him and trying to lift up your hips to give him more room, "Wanna stop?"

"No." The very thought saddened him, "I want to make you pregnant tonight. I want us... to start a family." He pressed his forehead against yours, eyes closing at the contact of your hand on his cheek. "Been wanting to for some time. It never seemed like we could before, so much going on, aliens, robots, gods. But nothing ever stopped me from coming back to you, my love. I love you, so very much. Let me make you happy, let me," He wasn't getting breathy because of the strain that the pace put on him, no he could go much faster, it was the idea of the two of you having a family that was making him dizzy with happiness, "make a baby with you."

Your pussy fluttered and spasmed around his cock as it throbbed inside of you, begging for sweet release, "Do it." You wrapped your arms tight around his shoulders, "Let's have a baby, a family. Fuck..." You could feel your orgasm approaching, "Pietro, fuck me until you're sure that it took."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Pietro groaned and moaned against you, "I'm going to make you the happiest woman alive, I promise. I'm going to give you every drop of my cum, let it all out into that sweet, tight hole. And just to be on the safe side, we're gonna fuck every night until you take the test." Sounds like the best way to make sure he makes you pregnant.

Your lips met as you reached your peak, your orgasm crashing over you, making you dizzy, Pietro's voice, hands, and loving words keeping you grounded. Moments later you felt a warm flood of cum flooding your womb as Pietro slowed down, pushing any cum that escapes back inside, wanting you to take in as much as you're able.

"I love you." He gently kissed your eyelids, his stubble tickling you, making you giggle. You hummed against him, melted into his hug, enveloped in his love.

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tommiruewrites · 2 years

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⌜↳ lumea mea ˖⁺⌟

✩ pairing: pietro x reader ✩ requested: yes | no ✩ prompts: none ✩ cw: shitty google translate romanian sokovian, no pronouns or gender descriptors for reader (please correct me if i missed anything), not proofread

✩ word count: 0.45k ✩ a/n: just in a pietro kinda mood since i just finished my mcu script for him. this idea popped into my head so i figured i'd write it down. hope you like it as much as i did :))

summary: pietro always makes you feel like the luckiest person alive, even if he won't tell you exactly what he's saying

you can also read this on ao3

₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚· You lay on the couch, head against his chest and knees curled up against your own. You can hear his heartbeat in one ear, and the screams from the movie you're watching in the other, although you aren't paying much attention to the film anymore. His hand absent mindedly caresses your arm to comfort you, pulling you in tighter when you flinch at the screen. You hide your face in his shirt at one particularly scary part. Pietro laughs a little, holding you close to him. "It's just a movie, remember? I'm right here, iubirea mea. Right here" He emphasizes, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "Nothing to be afraid of." You pull your head away to look up at him, face still flushed from the jump scare, "What does that mean?" "Nothing to be afraid-" "No not that," you roll your eyes and try to hold back a smile, seeing a smirk already on your boyfriend's face. "What you said before that. What does it mean?" His smirk widens, "What? Iubirea mea?" his hand moving to the small of your back to support you as you shift your position closer to him, "Where's the fun in it if I tell you, dragă?" Your eyebrows furrow in confusion and feigned frustration, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips as you feel heat rush to your cheeks "That one too! I want to know what it means." "So many questions!" he teases with a shit-eating grin, leaning forward to press his forehead against yours. He thinks his heart might burst when you place your hands on his chest to balance your weight. His cocky grin slowly softens into a loving smile, which you gladly reciprocate. You feel his lips slightly brush against yours as he leans closer to nudge your nose with his, softly rubbing your back with his thumb, "Vrei să spui lumea pentru mine, dragă. Tu ești totul pentru mine. My everything." You can't help but smile and feel your stomach swarm with butterflies, cheeks warming at his softness. You lean in that little bit more to softly press your lips against his, both of you hazily smiling into it as the late hour finally catches up to you. You've decided you don't need a direct translation of what it means; he always shows you all that you need to know. You pull away, burying your face in his shoulder and wrapping your arms around his torso. You mumble out a quiet, "I love you." "I love you more, dragă." "Not possible." Neither of you have the energy to continue your banter as the both of you give in and let sleep consume you. ₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚·˚ ♡₊˚· TRANSLATIONS: (again, im so sorry if these translations are horrible, but this is the intended meaning lmao) "Iubirea mea" - my love "Dragă" - dear; darling "Vrei să spui lumea pentru mine, dragă. Tu ești totul pentru mine." - You mean the world to me, darling. You are everything to me.

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ravensliterature · 1 year

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A Life for a Life

A/N: I have been hit with the writing bug

pairing: Pietro x Reader

warnings: Mention of blood, near death

w/c: 1754

Prompt: You save Pietro life when he takes the bullet for Clint, but at what cost?

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'Pietro really should probably be taking this more seriously,' you think to yourself, 'We are on a floating island in the sky and fighting robots. He's going to get himself killed.' You turn your attention back to the battlefield destroying any robot that comes in your way, looking around for your friends but only seeing bots here and there.

You used your telekinesis to rib any Ultron robot clone to shreds. You were so focused on your task at hand that you didn't even realize it when one of the clones grabbed onto your leg and yanked you off your feet.

A sharp pain shot up from your calf. You fall to your knees clutching your limb, which was throbbing with the sudden loss of pressure. However, you also were a fast healer.

You met Pietro and Wanda in the lab they were experimented on. While they volunteered for the experiments you were abducted from your family. The experiments were the worst experience of your life but you met your best friends.

"You're too slow, printsessa!" A Pietro yells as he runs past you killing a line of robots.

You take off running behind him, dodging the bots and trying to keep up with his long strides.

"I can still kill more than you, Piet," you call out to your friend.

Suddenly you hear something explode above you. It sounds close enough that you almost missed it.

You glance around frantically. Small bits of metal rain above your head as you gaze up to see the destruction raining from above. You look back to see Clint with his arrow drawn and pointing toward the sky.

He looks took good at this holding onto his bow and arrows. He shoots down robot after robot with ease. His movements are graceful, and precise even with all the damage being done.

"Help people get to the ships!" Clint screams over his shoulder.

You won't waste another second; leaping over destroyed robots and ducking under their limbs. You run through the battle destroying any robot that tries to harm civilians as does Pietro. You continue to help and as you fight you see Piet's blue bur at your side.

Your mind flashes to the last time you saw him injured, when you, Pietro, and Wanda were on a mission.

'Please don't let him get hurt,' you beg inside your head hoping that somehow he will be okay.

You continue dodging attacks from robots while trying to direct people.

Without notice, you heard something fly overhead. Bullets could be heard as you see Clint ducking while trying to protect small bullets. You try to catch the bullets with your telekinesis. You almost did, but you see a flash of blue move them away. Relief fills your body knowing Pietro was able to save Clint and the child but then you are filled with dread. Pietro is filled with bullets. Blood tainted his shirt with holes and you can see he is gasping for any air that he can.

Pietro falls to the ground and his eyes meet yours and your heart tears. With one look you know he knows.

You quickly make your way toward him before Clint has time to stop you. You reach Pietro and kneel beside him, placing a hand on his chest. You are a very strong healer but you can also heal others.

Pietro lets out one weak cough as blood spills out from his mouth. He grabs hold of the bottom of your shirt trying to steady himself, keeping himself from passing out.

"Pietro!" You cry in a soft voice not wanting to hurt him or scare him.

"Y/N... Y/N please don't do anything stupid," he begs you, squeezing your shirt in his fingers in an effort to stay conscious.

"Okay, I won't." You gently rest your hands over his and try to focus.

Your powers surge into your hands, spreading across his torso. Slowly, he starts to breathe normally again. A smile spreads across your face as you watch him breathing. However, your breathing becomes more ragged. You had never needed to heal someone this injured and you could tell it was taking a toll. You began to feel fainter and fainter as the wounds on Pietro began to heal. You were sure that if you lost consciousness now you would lose Pietro completely. You weren't ready for that. Not yet.

With renewed vigor, you concentrate on his wounds healing all the cuts and bullet wounds. Your hands glow paler as if they have become a ghost. All you hear are Pietro's raspy breaths and the hum of your power. The sound fills you with relief knowing that Pietro could live, but the energy drains out of your hands and you slump against the floor. Everything seems blurry and dark.

"Y/N!" You can just barely register Pietro kneeling down next to you, worry etched on his features.

"Are you alright?"

You manage to give him a nod. That wasn't entirely true, but it seemed like the right thing to do. You felt dizzy and tired; you hoped you would be fine in a few minutes.

"(Y/N), look at me," Pietro whispers, cupping your cheek. "Don't leave me now."

His warm brown eyes shine with emotion and concern as he holds your cold, paler-than-normal features. Tears stream down his cheeks.

You couldn't stand watching him cry. You lift a shaking hand and touch Pietro's cheek brushing away the tears with your thumb. Your hand is ice cold. Even though your injuries were healed and Pietro's were, you still weren't 100% fine yet.

Pietro doesn't move away as you wipe away his tears, instead placing a gentle kiss on your fingertips before pulling them away from his face.

The kiss sends a wave of warmth through you. Your lips quiver slightly but remain closed as Pietro's thumb brushes over your lips. He moves closer and kisses you gently on the forehead as you lay there. He kisses each of your temples before resting his forehead upon yours. You breathe in his comforting scent as you feel your eyes grow heavier. As your vision grows darker Pietro says, "Goodnight, (Y/N)."

"Night, Piet..."

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Pietro cries softly to himself gazing at your lifeless form. A sob escapes his throat but it's cut short by his loud sobs. Pietro curls further into himself, clutching his chest and trying to suppress every sob threatening to escape his lungs. He wants nothing more but to hold onto you forever and ever and never let go. However, you are gone, taken from him once again.

Clint runs to Pietro's side and sees your dead body before him. He hangs his head at seeing the death of his fallen comrade. Pietro can't stop crying, unable to control the emotions coursing through him. Clint places a hand on Pietro's shoulder before sitting down next to him, pulling him closer as he continues to weep.

Pietro cries hard into Clint's arms.

The two of them sit there in silence, Pietro silently crying. Finally, the tears start to slow down until Pietro falls quiet. Pietro lays his head against Clint's shoulder still sobbing quietly. He closes his eyes and rests his chin on Clint's shoulder. He takes deep calming breaths and allows himself to enjoy the moment, even if it lasted only a short while.

Slowly, the most shallow breaths could be heard from your cold form. Were you alive? Could you hear them? Did you see them? Are you okay?

"Pietro?" Clint calls out quietly.

Pietro slowly sits up wiping his tear-stained face, staring blankly ahead. He takes a moment to compose himself. He wipes his nose before answering Clint's question.

"She's alive..." Pietro replies quietly. "But her condition isn't good."

Pietro stands up and offers his hand to Clint. After Clint accepts the hand Pietro helps him stand up, making sure not to let go. Pietro turns back toward your body.

"We need to get her out of here."

Clint nods.

Together the both of them begin carrying you out of the battlefield.

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You wake up coughing and spitting blood as Pietro cradles you in his arms. It takes you a minute before your surroundings come into focus. Your head hurts and your whole body aches. You can barely open your eyes and you wonder why.

"It will be okay, darling, you're okay" Pietro murmurs in your ear. He rubs soothing circles on your back with his fingertips.

"Wha...? What happened?" You ask him. Your tongue feels heavy in your mouth and you can hardly talk.

"You saved my life, printsessa, but you almost died." You can hear the pain in his voice as he speaks.

"I'm sorry but I had to do something. I couldn't lose you, Piet."

You can sense that he understands what you mean.

"Thank you for saving me."

"Anytime."

A small smile comes to your face as you feel Pietro kiss the top of your head. You want to thank him properly and tell him how much he means to you but your body wouldn't cooperate.

"Piet where are we?" You ask him.

He looks around. He notices your confused look and chuckles slightly.

"We are in the lab. Bruce managed to stabilize you, Y/N. I was so scared. Your healing power kicked in but barely." His hands cup your face as if he wanted to memorize everything about your face. "You were so pale. I thought I lost you. I didn't think I would ever see you again," He breathes out as you place your hands over his wrists.

"Pietro, I am so sorry. Please, forgive me."

His eyebrows furrow slightly but he relaxes when he realizes your words.

"It's alright, darling, I understand. If it makes you feel better I forgive you too." He smiles as he leans down placing a kiss on your forehead. You close your eyes feeling his lips brush over yours lightly. When he pulls back he caresses your cheek with his thumb. "I love you, (Y/N)," he says.

"I love you too Pietro."

"What are we going to do?"

You pause for a moment thinking about this question. You knew the answer but you didn't want to say it.

"I don't know," you reply honestly.

"Well, I guess we'll figure it out together."

You smile at him and lean forward pressing your lips against his. He responds instantly kissing you back. You pull away after a few moments and rest your forehead against his.

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faithiegirl01 · 1 year

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Faithie’s fic ideas:

Ok while I love both Pietro and Peter Maximoff (definitely both amazing yet same person if you think about it…)

And normally I request more for Peter then I do Pietro, that’s only because I get more ideas for Peter, but this one is actually a Pietro one:

Again NOT my gif, all credit to: @siremasterlawrence

I think it’d be cool to see a fic where the reader grew up with Pietro and Wanda. She would have also been given powers and she would have been close to both in different ways. With Wanda they’d be like sisters where as with Pietro he’d be super protective over her and sweet on her. Wanda clearly can see that their love for one another goes deeper then she’s ever seen so of course she totally supports it.

BUT! The people who have them using them for their powers (I can’t remember the names right now, all I fully remember is that it’s a division of hydra…) anyway they end up selling the reader to the highest paying person and who might that be? Tony freaking stark. Plot twist though he buys her to save her and he tries to get Wanda and Pietro out as well, but he fails. So together he and cap help the reader learn to use her powers for good.

Of course she misses her friends very very much, but soon she finds herself in a bad position. So what does Tony do? He has her killed! No not really, he just puts her in a protective position where she seems like she dies then she becomes someone new. Years later when they break into the facility they start fighting with the avengers. When Pietro is about to take Clint out, she takes Pietro down instead, but when he looks up at her he’s in shock because he thought she was dead and he whispers her name. She instantly recognizes him and starts apologizing for taking him down. She helps him up and they have a very emotional reunion. Both almost are in tears as they hold one another and he promises her that she’ll see Wanda. Then she turns to a confused group of avengers and Tony asks if she’s going to introduce her new friends. Ya know this scene:

Again NOT my gif, all credit to: @starkravingparker

She giggles saying they aren’t new friends. She then explains to Tony that they are the others that he tried saving along with her all those years ago and suddenly it all clicks for Tony.

Then just a happy ending of them all being together again.

Someone please write this 😫😫 I would, but I’m too swamped with WIP right now too. But I NEED it.

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fandomnerd9602 · 3 months

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Pietro: where have you been?

Wanda and Y/N, their hair total messes, look to one another...

Wanda: nowhere

Y/N: out...uh...nowhere

Pietro: well which is it?

Wanda: out nowhere.

Pietro: sestra you haven't responded to Vis' date request

Y/N: I read her answer loud and clear-

Wanda ribs Y/N...

Wanda: I'm just not interested in Vis.

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togrowoldinv · 4 months

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Meet Me At Midnight

College!Wanda Maximoff x Reader

You invite Wanda to spend the holidays with you. Will your true feelings for each other be revealed?

Note: I can’t believe it’s almost new years. Enjoy this Wanda fic!

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You’ve casually known Wanda Maximoff for a few months now. You met her in your literature lecture. The girl seemed mysterious, but not in an off-putting way.

Wanda was assigned to be your project partner for the semester. Like typical college students, you two exchanged numbers that first day but didn’t think about working on the project until late in the semester.

She sent you a text a few weeks ago and the two of you began working on the final project. Upon working with her, you realized just how amazing she is. Her and her brother moved to America for college, that explains her enchanting accent.

By the end of the semester, you completed the project and presented it to your class. Wanda suggested celebrating your successful work with dinner. You agreed, and the two of you went out for dinner and drinks that night.

Somehow, the holidays were brought up, and Wanda told you she was not able to go home to celebrate. You asked her to come with you to your family Christmas. She was so excited to see a true American Christmas, and to not be alone.

It went by quickly. Your family took Wanda in and made her feel at home. The girl loved it so much that she decided to stay for the New Year’s celebrations as well. You take her to the grocery store with you to get last minute needs for the holiday.

“Wanda, do you want red or white wine for tonight?” You ask her.

“Oh, I don’t know,” Wanda says. She leans over you and places her chin on your shoulder. You like how affectionate she is with you. “Whatever you like best.”

“Come on, Max, you gotta pick some food and drinks out too, or my mom will be mad at me,” you tell her.

“Fineee,” she says cutely. “White. And can we get some of those chips I liked the other day?”

“Doritos?” You clarify.

“Yes, them!” Wanda says.

“We can get every flavor.”

Wanda smiles and you put the white wine in the cart before moving to the chip aisle. You stay true to your word and get every flavor of Doritos, even the taco ones. Wanda also picks out some candy and other snacks.

You buy decorations for New Years so that you can go all out for Wanda. You don’t typically go this big, but you want her first real celebration to be a special one. Streamers, hats, glasses with the year on them, and all of your dishware needs are in your cart by the time you leave the store.

Wanda is buzzing with excitement when you arrive home and begin to decorate. Your family helps make the food while you decorate with the girl. You stand on a chair and hang streamers from the ceiling.

“Wouldn’t this have been easier if I got up there?” Wanda asks. “I am taller.”

“No, I got this,” you say, but just as you do you lose your balance on the chair from standing on your tippy toes.

You begin to fall backwards but Wanda’s hands on your hips stop you. She helps you stand upright again.

“Are you okay?” She asks.

“Yeah, thank you,” you reply. Her hands remain on your hips, and she pats them softly, a silent gesture for you to get down from the chair.

“Let me finish for you,” Wanda says. She steps up in the chair.

You can’t help but watch as her sweater rises up as she hangs the decorations. Her perfect frame is distracting. You almost don’t hear her when she asks for a hand to help her down. Her soft hand rests in yours even after she is back on the ground.

“This looks amazing,” Wanda says.

“It really does,” you agree.

The two of you get swept away by your mother to help prepare food for the party. Time flies by and soon the guests begin to arrive. It’s mostly family friends, but a few of your friends from college are here too.

Wanda enjoys meeting everyone and hearing stories about you. You try to keep her away from your gossiping mother’s friends but it’s no use. They reel her in and tell her all about your child and teenage years.

“She seems great,” a voice interrupts your gaze on Wanda.

“Natasha, so good to see you!” You tell the woman.

“You too, y/n,” Nat says. She hugs you. “Is she your girlfriend?”

“Oh no,” you reply. “Just a friend from college.”

“Sure,” Nat says. “That’s why she’s staring daggers through me.”

“What?” You turn to see Wanda is staring at you and Natasha. There’s a look on her face that isn’t quite readable, but you can tell she’s unhappy.

You decide to walk to Wanda and steal her away from the gossipers.

“Hey, there’s some more people I’d like for you to meet,” you tell her. She nods and follows you back to where Nat is standing. “This is Natasha.”

“Nice to meet you,” Natasha speaks to Wanda.

“You too,” Wanda replies a bit grumpily.

Another woman walks up behind Nat and wraps her arms around her. Wanda looks at you confusedly.

“And just in time Maria shows up,” you joke.

“I’ve been here,” she replies. “Just got a little distracted by the fondue.”

“Why does that not surprise me?” Nat asks.

“Maria, this is Wanda,” you say.

“Great to meet you, Wanda,” Maria says. “You’ve got a good one here.”

“Oh, it’s not-” you begin but Wanda interrupts you.

“Thank you,” she says, placing her hand in yours.

Nat and Maria get pulled away, leaving you and Wanda standing there together. She still has her hand in yours.

“Are you alright?” You ask Wanda.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” She drops your hand.

“Okay. Let’s just go get a drink,” you suggest.

For the rest of the night, Wanda seems to have shaken off her weird jealousy of you and Natasha. Or really you and anyone that’s not her. But when it’s five minutes until midnight you can’t find her anywhere.

“Wanda?” You call up the stairs, thinking maybe she went to your room. You get no response but go upstairs anyways.

She is sitting on your bed when you arrive. Four minutes until midnight.

“Hey, what are you doing up here? The ball is about to drop,” you say.

“I just needed a minute,” she says.

“Right, okay. I’m sorry. I know that my family and friends can be a lot.”

“It’s not that,” she says. “Well it is, but it’s not.”

You close the door behind you and sit next to Wanda on your bed.

“You’re missing home?” You ask.

“I always miss home,” Wanda replies. “But being with you here has felt kind of like home.”

“I’m so glad,” you say. You glance at your watch. Three minutes until midnight. “What’s bothering you then?”

“Do you like me?” Wanda blurts out unexpectedly.

“What? Of course I like you, Wanda,” you say.

“No,” she says, shaking her head. “Do you like me like me?”

“Oh.”

“Because well, I like you,” Wanda says. “And what’s bothering me is that everyone else seems to really like you too.”

“What like Nat?” You ask. She nods. “That never happened, Wanda. We’re friends.”

“But you’re attracted to her.”

“Well, you have eyes,” you try to joke, but Wanda doesn’t smile. “She is a friend.”

“And so am I,” Wanda says with a frown on her perfect lips.

“Yeah, but if you want to be more than friends then we could try?”

“Really?” Wanda asks.

“Really,” you say. “You’re so beautiful, Wanda. And so smart, cool, funny, and passionate.”

Wanda smiles the most perfect smile you’ve ever seen. You hold her cheek in your hand and brush her hair back with the other. She leans in closer.

“Wait,” you whisper. You hold up your watch. “Count with me. Ten, nine, eight…”

You count all the way down to one and Wanda kisses you as soon as she can. She practically straddles your lap as she deepens the kiss. It’s everything.

“Wanda,” you say softly, pulling away to breathe. “We need to go celebrate with everyone.”

“But I want to kiss you,” Wanda pouts.

You kiss her pouty lips and almost lose your will to stop.

“We can do this all we want later,” you tell her. “Right now it’s time to celebrate the new year with everyone. What do you say?”

“You promise we’ll do this again?” She asks.

“And again. And again. And again,” you reply, leaving a kiss to each of her cheeks and her forehead with your words.

Wanda smiles and lets you take her hand. You two walk downstairs together and spend the rest of the night celebrating New Years. It’s the best beginning to a year either of you have ever had.

You hope for many many more with Wanda by your side.

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emo-wanda-wife · 1 year

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Pietro: kiss marry kill but it has to be the people in the room

Y/N, seeing Wanda walk in: kiss Wanda, marry Wanda

Pietro: no

Y/N: and kill whoever gets in my way

Pietro: —one will get in your way.

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hyper-fixated-delusions · 6 months

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All is fair in love and Mario Kart.

Wanda Maximoff x Avenger fem!reader.

A/N: I hope you enjoy and I apologize for any mistakes! Also comments, reblogs, shares and likes are super appreciated, thank you! :)

Translation: “Sestra.” Sister.

“Detka.” Baby.

“Amor.” Love.

Word count: 1,446.

Masterlist.

You should have known.

You should have known agreeing to a Mario Kart tournament with the Avengers was a bad idea.

But you were excited to try out one of the many new versions of the game.

Excited at the prospect of the nostalgia it would bring as it reminded you of simpler times.

Times where you weren't too worried about the next big bad. Times where aliens weren't invading and wreaking havoc on earth.

Honestly, this was all just supposed to be innocent fun. You relaxing while you played your favorite childhood game.

But when Tony caught you playing in the TV room of the compound and he made a bet that you just couldn't refuse, you found it hard to back down, and as many of your other teammates joined, your girlfriend included, it all got too out of hand.

On one team it was Pietro, Natasha, Steve, Bucky, Peter and you.

On the other team it was Vision, Thor, Bruce, Clint, Wanda and Tony.

Once the tournament began, you all played like your lives depended on it, pouring out all of your skills into each round. The competitiveness arising in all of you a tenfold at the stakes that were given.

There was coercion, and threats being thrown around, anything to ensure a win that didn’t include using your powers, it was there and having both teams at a tie as the final round was about to commence, you can feel the tension in the air as the last two players are randomly chosen and you gulp when you realize it’s you versus Wanda.

“Alright lovebirds, it all comes down to you two,” Tony begins as you shake your arms up and down, bouncing on your toes as if you're about to enter the boxing match of your life. “Whoever wins this round ensures the win of their team. Remember the winning team has no chores for 3 months, losers must take on those chores, got it?” He says, and both you and Wanda nod, “okay, go!”

Beginning the round against your girlfriend had you nervous to say the least, Wanda showing promising skills from her previous rounds as she quickly picked up ways to ensure her success. But as you finish the first lap of the race you quickly realize you're definitely going to beat your girlfriend, your skills slightly better than hers as you’ve played many times before and your loud thoughts cause Wanda to throw you a quick side glare.

“So smug detka, already thinking you’ve won when there's still 2 more laps to go,” she says, accent prominent in her competitiveness.

“Sorry amor, but what can I say? I'm just that good,” you say, shrugging with a smirk as Wanda gapes when you hit her with a series of objects, making her character move onto last place.

“Oh, you are so going down sestra,” Pietro exclaims happily, bouncing in his spot.

“Shut it Piet,” Wanda grumbles angrily. “Baby,” the witch begins with a sweet voice, causing you to tense, “if I lose, just know that no kisses will be given to you for the 3 months that it takes for me to complete my punishment,” your girlfriend says in a singsong tone and her threat makes you falter, making you immediately go from 1st to 5th place.

“Whoa, no, no wait. You can't do that! You can’t take kissing away from me,” you pout, “that's not fair!”

Wanda merely shrugs, a smug smirk on her face, knowing that you can't live without her kisses.

“Okay, hey! No!” Natasha exclaims suddenly, snapping her fingers beside you, “focus up Y/L/N, because if we lose this tournament, I will make sure you don't get to kiss Wanda for 3 months, you got that?” The redhead threatens back and you gulp using your objects to make it back to first place.

It's the final lap and Wanda's character is in 2nd place trailing right behind you, you could feel the tension in the air at this moment, everyone holding their breaths as they await a winner.

Quickly you cast your eyes to the bottom corner of the screen and see that Wanda has one final shell in her arsenal as you have a banana peel and by the looks of the approaching finish line, you know for certain your girlfriend is going to use it on you to help ensure her win.

So what you do before she has a chance to hit you is, you place yourself right in front of her character and deploy the banana peel causing Wanda's character to spin out of control just before she has a chance to hit you with her shell, making you win first place.

“Fuck yeah! Way to go Y/N,” someone from your team exclaims, as the rest of the group have their hands thrown in the air in celebration, rounding you immediately to hug you for ensuring their victory.

As you and your team celebrate your win Pietro suddenly jumps up onto the coffee table.

“Do you know how many basic bitches would kill to be like me,” he says as he fake sweeps his shoulders, “so many! I am a king, I am unstoppable, I rule the world!” He exclaims and the opposing team roll their eyes at the speedster’s antics.

“Oh please Piet, you didn't even win one of your Mario Kart rounds, get down,” Wanda says, pulling her brother off the table.

Smiling widely due to your victory and your girlfriend's actions you approach Wanda and pucker up your lips jokingly, “celebratory kiss?” You ask, as you get close to her face.

But before you can reach her lips, Wanda's hand comes in between your faces, “no, shut up, I'm mad at you for winning, so get away from me,” the redhead says, shoving your face softly causing you to let out a laugh.

“I'm sorry amor,” you begin, approaching your girlfriend slowly, “but I had to win, Nat is scary!" You say as you reach her, your arms go around Wanda's waist, “I definitely did not want to know what she was going to do to prevent me from kissing you for three months if I lost us the tournament,” you whisper, eyes quickly glancing towards the redhead assassin that's standing across the room and Wanda chuckles softly, arms going around your neck to play with the baby hairs at your nape.

“Oh, my poor big baby,” your girlfriend teases with a smirk and you roll your eyes.

“Yeah, that’s easy for you to say, she didn't threaten you! She may be small, but she's mighty,” you say, whispering softly in order to prevent your words from reaching the assassin's ears.

“Oh really, so I’m small? You want to start shit Y/L/N, is that it?” Natasha asks, as she suddenly stands behind you.

You turn around quickly, “no. No! I'm not starting anything! Also how the fuck are you already behind me?” You exclaim, eyes wide in shock and fear, “and hey, I said small, but mighty! So please don't hurt me,” you say, going behind Wanda for protection and the team laughs at your antics due to your fear of Natasha and the height difference between you and your girlfriend, your frame still in clear view behind Wanda.

“You won us the tournament, which means no chores for three months, so you're safe for now, but next time I won't be so kind,” Natasha says, a teasing glare on her face.

“Okay, okay. I'm sorry,” you say hands up in surrender, then you grab Wanda's hand and softly pull her towards you, “also, you know what? I'm just going to go to bed before I put my foot in my mouth again, so bye. Goodnight losers, enjoy your chores,” you say grinning smugly as you walk away from the group. Suddenly stopping when you feel Wanda stop from beside you, her hand being pulled out of your grasp and you turn to see a frown on your girlfriend’s face as a slight glare is directed at you, “oh shit, wait, no, not you baby, not you. They’re the losers,” you say, smiling sheepishly.

“Hey, so uh, where's that foot at Y/L/N?” Clint teases with a laugh.

“Hey, so uh, mind your business Clint,” you retort, blushing red as you turn to look at the witch, “baby, come on. I was talking about them being losers, not you,” you say as Wanda begins storming away from you, “Max, come on amor, I swear I wasn’t talking about you,” you exclaim as you jog to catch up to your girlfriend.

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meiiie · 3 months

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The rainbow YUPPP ATJ IS FOR THE GAYS!!!

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 5 months

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I love your page sm!! Could you write something where the reader is new to the avengers and pietro has a crush on her smut?

hii!! aaah thank uu thank uu😔 really sorry but there’s no smut in this one, it was getting long and hadn’t even got to the spice, so I decided to leave it. but it’s slightly suggestive at the end. thanks for requesting, hope you like it💌

* not to be annoying, but if I get enough comments/ asks for a continuation, I'll probs do a smutty part 2

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pietro maximoff x female reader

word count. 538

warnings. slightly suggestive?

Being the newbie is tough - it's hard anywhere, especially when joining a team that is knit tightly like a family.

At the beginning of your first week, Cap assigned you a tour guide to help settle you into the compound, someone who can show you the ropes and make you feel comfortable.

Your new buddy, Pietro, is like that of a charming character - someone who can make you laugh and immediately put you at ease. Very quickly, he became someone you could rely on - someone you could trust. He became a close confidant and someone you could turn to when you'd miss home.

It was late - gone past twelve, everyone settling down for the night when you see the shadow of feet appear under the gap of your door. Your phone vibrates on your nightstand, and you pick it up to see Pietro texted you, the bright screen reading, 'you up? :)'

You pull yourself out of bed to open the door, adjusting your t-shirt to cover more of your thighs before doing so.

"It's late," you whisper, peeking at Pietro through the ajar door.

"Couldn't sleep," he shrugs, walking past you and into your room.

You poke your head out, checking the hallway before closing your door. "Yeah, come on in," you sarcastically mumble.

"Couldn't sleep?" he asks, plopping down onto your bed - sitting at the edge.

"Not really," you chuckle. "By the way, you're in my space. I sleep there," you nod beside him, hinting at the messily drawn-back covers.

"If you want me to go, just say that," he grins, subtly eyeing up your bare thighs.

You notice his gaze and tug the hem of your t-shirt, pulling the fabric to cover your thighs once more. "No, it's okay. Just move over. I'm getting cold."

Pietro shuffles aside and pulls the covers, patting on the mattress where you not long laid. "Want me to tuck you in, too?" he snickers, watching how you played off a sincere smile.

"Funny guy," you dryly chuckle, settling back in your spot.

"Why can't you sleep?" he asks, head tilting to the side as he watches you.

"Don't know. You?"

"Don't know," he repeats, a boyish grin forming. "Thinking, I guess."

"You were thinking? That is unheard of," you fake gasp, a slow smile creeping on your face.

"I know. Surprised me too," Pietro chuckles, scratching behind his neck. "Alright, I'll uh— I'll let you be."

He stands and turns to look at you, watching your pretty face brighten up in the moonlight. He slowly makes his way to the head of the bed where you lay, hesitantly extending a hand to brush over your cheek. His thumb lightly swiping over the apple, holding you in his hand as he leans to kiss your forehead.

He stills, lips pressed to your skin as he awaits for you to pull back - but you never do. He parts, his silver eyes boring into yours, watching how they soften under his gaze, how your pupils widen - mirroring his own.

You lift a hand from under the covers, reaching for Pietro's face, cupping his cheek. "Stay," you whisper, speaking mere inches from his lips. "Stay."

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How Pietro Reacts when You Wear His Shirt

Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, domestic, lazy morning, sharing clothes, power use, cuddling

Flufftober Day 20: Wearing His Clothes

A/N: Another Pietro post so soon But this was gonna happen anyway since it was for flufftober.

While used to it because of how long you've been together it never gets old, or less beautiful to see you wearing the same shirt he wore last night

It's always the one from the night before

He stopped throwing them into the washing machine because he noticed that you always go for them specifically

Never asked why, because he doesn't need a reason, after all he enjoys it too

When he did stare a bit too long it wasn't because he was weirded out but because your legs were showing, naked

Yes, this is part of the reason why he enjoys seeing you like this in the morning but that's not the only reason

It's the fact that no matter what you always want to have something of his with you

For a guy whose whole life has been a series of disasters and who can move so fast any other moment seems too slow it means a lot to him that you cherish the time he spends with you, no powers

Doesn't mean he never uses his powers around you, he absolutely does

Especially when he's feeling particularly lazy

On those mornings if he sees you in his shirt he does all the chores right away, makes the breakfast too and brings it to you in bed, pulls you against his naked chest and doesn't let go

He has to enjoy the moment every once in a while, you were a big part of making him realize that

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miss---lu · 11 months

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Puppy Love

Pietro comes back from a mission to find he has a new roommate.

Pietro was simply exhausted. He had gone a while without sleep and had just returned from a mission. He wanted to just go to bed and sleep for a long time, but he couldn’t.

Not yet anyway.

Pietro opened the door to his apartment and saw newspapers thrown on the floor. There also seemed to be some chewed up socks scattered.

Pietro tried to think of what could cause it, but he was coming up blank. He made his way to your shared bedroom and saw the culprit in the bed.

You were laying under the covers asleep, with a puppy curled up in your side. The puppy was a little corgis who had a lot of baby chub. His little legs jerked and Pietro could only assume he was dreaming of running. Pietro could relate to that.

Pietro pulled off his shirt and exchanged his pants for pajama bottoms. He quietly made his way to the bed and peeled back the covers. He snuggled into the cushions and felt you start to stir.

He cursed slightly as you turned to face him. “Pietro? Is that you?”

He mumbled a soft “of course my darling.”

You gave him a sleepy smile as you brought your hand to his face. You gently scratched behind his ear which earned a laugh.

“My darling, I’m not a puppy. Unlike this little guy here. Care to explain?”

You yawned as you went to pet the sleeping pup. “While you were gone I found this old cardboard box in an alley with this little guy inside. The box was abandoned and said for sale on it. I felt so bad and just had to take him in.”

Pietro’s heart did a flip when he heard about what you had done. One of the things he liked most about you was your big heart. He carefully started to scratch the little guy’s ears and smiled. He was awfully cute.

“What’s his name darling?”

“Well he only seems to respond to Bear. I said something about the bears in that painting on our wall and his ears perked up. He seems to like it.”

Pietro smiled as he started to scratch the puppy’s stomach. “Hi Bear. You’re very cute.”

Bear wagged his tail softly as he snuggled into your side once again.

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luvmattmurdock · 4 months

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perfect sense series masterlist; pietro maximoff

pietro maximoff x stark!reader

“Keep reminding me that it ain’t a race, when my invisible streak turns onto the final straight”

word count; 8.6k (not complete)

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part 1 You laughed at him. “You really couldn't think of any other insult than ‘silly girl’?” He stared at you. If he wasn’t so obviously mad, you would’ve thought he was checking you out.

part 2 "What is it supposed to be? Its purpose, I mean." "Ultron will be a program to promote world peace"

part 3 “Goodbye printsessa.” And he left with his superhuman speed, leaving a blue and silver aura.

part 4 You realised his piercing blue eyes were staring straight at you, which frustrated you even more because if he wasn’t so stupid maybe you could’ve banged him.

part 5 "Incredible," you said. "You're a stalker." He smiled. His smile was very pretty, and you found it especially pretty when he wasn't making fun of you.

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sebsbarnes · 5 months

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masterlist

works under each character are oldest to newest

last updated on 4/6/24

requests, ideas, n asks are always welcomed, here

tangerine; bullet train

co-workers ➛ angst, fluff

summary: "if it took you getting shot for you two to finally, maybe, realize you like each other i would've used you as target practice a long time ago." warnings: language, violence, fighting, injuries, blood, weapons word count: 3.4k+

confessions most popular! ➛ fluff

summary: "you're beautiful you know that love," tangerine said softly as if the declaration was a secret that only the space between you could know. warnings: mention of a gun, injuries, blood word count: 1.1k+

the days you meet my fav! ➛ fluff, angsty plot twist

summary: tangerine was feeling the same way. he ran his tongue across his teeth thinking of the way your laugh sounded like a symphony. he shook his head a bit thinking it was wild to even say such things about, truly, a stranger. warnings: none! word count: 2.5k+

a ghost ➛ angst

summary: "are you happy?" the question felt like a burning knife slowly carving your heart out OR! ex lovers see each other for the first time warnings: none! word count: 700+

lover girl ➛ angst, comfort, fluff-ish

summary: tangerine saves you from an awful date, cliche realizing feelings afterwards warnings: mentions of killing, language, talks of insecurities word count: 2k+

jealousy

summary: he knew you were fuming about his actions and he loved it. the two of you loved making the other jealous. it was a sick cycle. warnings: mildly toxic dynamic, semi-suggestive (no descriptions) word count: 900+

apologizes ➛ angst, comfort

summary: you voice your concerns about tangerine's profession, to which he doesn't take kindly warnings: mentions of injury, swearing, drinking, nothing bad at all word count: 1.5k+

love and grief

summary: you knew no matter how often you two spat with the other, said you hated each other, hell, even nearly killed the other, you two were connected in some weird unexplainable manner. warnings: death, violence, injuries, language word count: 2.4k+

come here

summary: REQUEST! can you do a drabble where tangerine goes to the bathroom and sends the reader a text that says "come here." warnings: 18+!! word count: 500+

psychopomp ➛ angst

summary: it was that moment, underneath the streetlight, that tangerine knew he had no choice but to love you warnings: death, dying, anxiety word count: 1.6k+

a new year

summary: REQUEST! new year’s eve party with tangerine warnings: smoking word count: 800+

friend or foe

alternate continuation to 'the days you meet' summary: REQUEST! where lemon goes to the cafe a few weeks later and talks with reader, they notice lemon wearing tangerine's necklace. reader is also a contract killer and thinks that lemon killed tangerine. warnings: guns word count: 1.1k+

seduction

summary: REQUEST! reader is interacting with another guy in a mission and tangerine gets super jealous warnings: none i believe, making the other person jealous word count: 1.8k+

headrest ➛ fluff

summary: REQUEST! reader falls asleep on tangerine's shoulder on the train home after a mission warnings: none word count: 700+

13 weeks ➛ fluff

summary: it was a quiet night when the walls of your apartment learned that the two of you had fallen for the other warnings: none word count: 800

high school headcanon

summary: REQUEST! you and the twins are a trio and they are protective of you warnings: the slightest description of someone being a bully

new friends, new love ➛ fluff

summary: REQUEST! ladybug ditches you at a work event to chat to lemon while you occupy an unsociable tangerine warnings: mentions of injury word count: 1.3k+

bar fight

summary: REQUEST! tangerine intervenes when the creep at the bar puts his hands on you warnings: harassment, fighting word count: 1.6k+

sunlight ➛ tooth rotting fluff

summary: REQUEST! you take advantage of the empty beach after a mission much to tangerine's initial dismay OR! though the moon would watch over him, he knew the sun was far closer to him because you were in his arms. warnings: none word count: 1.1k+

tangerine intervenes a stalker headcanon

summary: REQUEST! you call tangerine after two men follow you from the station to different stores warnings: talks of stalking, nothing descriptive

scarlet flags

summary: you called me angel for the first time, my heart leapt from me warnings: suggestive- minimal descriptions, toxic situationship word count: 860+

inked

summary: tattoo artist!tangerine; you meet tangerine's friends for the first time warnings: language word count: 1.7k+

tangerine has a soft spot for reader

summary: REQUEST! tangerine has a soft spot and dynamic similar to him and lemon with reader warnings: none

too sweet

summary: tangerine is strong and bitter, much like a neat whiskey but you were sweet, like an aged wine, and he wasn't use to that. warnings: none word count: 1.2k+

letters to a loved one

summary: the only form of communication you and tangerine can use when he is on a mission is email, however, as the weeks and months go by, your words have been left unanswered. warnings: angst word count: 1.4k

a house is not a home

summary: for months now you lived two separate lives. existing on two completely different orbits, the distance between you growing into lightyears warnings: angst, lovers to strangers word count: 930+

pietro maximoff; marvel

hole in the wall

summary: despite barely knowing the brainwashed girl beyond the wall, pietro refused to hurt her, no matter how much she hurt him. warnings: fighting, none rlly?? word count: 5k+

phantom pain ➛ angst, comfort

summary: i'm jealous of the rain that falls upon your skin, it's closer than my hands have been warnings: insecurities, none really?? word count: 2.9k+

vincent renzi; anatomy of a fall

reassured

summary: the presence of an old flame causes vincent to reassure you warnings: none! word count: 370+

enticed

summary: vincent can't help but struggle through work with you as the prosecutor warnings: none word count: 645

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fandomnerd9602 · 3 months

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Wanda approaches Y/N…

Wanda: you’re a robot created by Stark?

Y/N: yes.

Wanda: you single?

Pietro: sestra?!

Wanda: sorry! Y/N is just so attractive!

Y/N: if I could blush I would. Will you be the center of my world?

Wanda blushes…

Pietro: I can’t even.

Pietro runs out…

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sweeter-innocence-fics · 5 months

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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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