#AGAIN: NOT MCU SPIDEY!! THANK YOU!!

[ppeanutz]

this has probably happened in the marvel canon hasn't it.

[mariedawn]

You ever see a fic summary that drives you insane with excitement…only to read a tag that’s the bane of your existence.

[shayyprasad]

hello!! can you please do one with mcu peter parker where reader survived a bad mass sh00ting, and they're somewhere in the city, someone pops fireworks and reader gets scared cuz it kinda resembles gunshots and peter comforts her? thanks 🫶

promise | peter parker

hi, darling! thanks for requesting, i hope i did it justice! (this took a little longer than anticipated to get out, sorry!)

summary: the pain of the past is a tricky thing, even more so when it's traumatic.

warnings: mass sh00ting, themes of vi0lence,mentions of bl00d, g#ns/g#nshots, panic attack, ptsd

pairing: comfort!peter parker x hurt!reader

word count: 2.3k+ words

the festival is big, it's bustling with life. happy couples, children, and families roam the area, food in hand, smiles on faces.

lights stream from booth-to-booth, which there are row and rows of. you're walking hand in hand with peter, giggling about something he said.

after a long couple weeks, this is exactly what the two of you need. alone time (well, not really alone). just something to bring spirits up.

you pass by another couple, where a girl is holding the cutest teddy-bear. it's a soft beige, with darker laced bow around it's neck. he sees you eyeing it, grin on his face.

peter is thinking exactly this; "i'm winning that for her."

he drop your hand, to which you complain, and strides up to the couple. "hey, man. what booth did you get that from?"

the man looks up at peter, smile on his face, "all the way in the back, it's red, last row, i think."

peter nods, thanking the guy. he walks back over to you, grabbing your hand again. by the look on your face, he can tell you didn't hear.

he kisses your cheek, then pecks your lips. "wanna come find out?"

you nod like it's obvious, but peter likes teasing.

he's always liked teasing you- no, loved. he fell in love with the way your cheeks turned pink when he did so, all that power in his hands. somewhere along the line, he fell in love with you too.

if someone were to ask him when, he wouldn't know. he's always had that feeling for you, since the day you met. it just got stronger as time went on.

peter pulls you to the back of the large park where the festival is set up, all the way to the back. "peter!" you laugh, "slow down!"

you bump into many people along the way, apologizing to each one. but after a while, you give up.

he takes you to where the guy said it would be, and sure enough, there's a red booth, a row of teddy-bears in the prize cabinet. "i," peter declared to you, "am winning you that."

you squeal; you've got no doubt he can. "really?"

"yep."

you're already thinking of where to put it. the nightstand by your bed would look nice, or maybe the bookshelf. finally, you decide you'll keep it in bed with you.

peter steps up to the booth, and it's one of those ping-pong-in-the-cup ones. his spidey senses won't even make him break a sweat. he pays and the lady gives him three small balls. he weighs them in his hand, calculating how much force he'll need to use.

you're clearing excited, making him equally giddy. "ready, baby?" he asks, stealing a kiss for good luck.

"yeah!" you exclaim, with a clap of your hands.

peter glances at the cups, then back at the balls. he squints, aims, and makes the shot.

that's one.

"go, peter!" you cheer.

aims, and then makes the shot. it's almost too easy.

that's two.

he makes the shot.

that's three.

it's over so quickly, that the lady is suprised. nevertheless, she takes the bear out of the cabinet and hands it to peter, who in turn, hands it to you.

"aww!" you gush, "it's so cute!" throwing your arms arounf him, "thanks, petey," you nuzzle your nose to his.

"anything for my angel."

you kiss him, and hold the bear close to you. there's a small group of patio chairs and tables, and for the most part, it's empty. "can we sit down for a bit?" you asked, and then smiling, "not everyone has spider-man stamina."

he laughs, and you're sure it's the prettiest noise you've ever heard. you and peter move over there, and he pulls of your chair. "god," you half-swoon, "may really did raise you right."

"didn't she? i'm so charming. and chivalrous. and-"

"good in bed," you say, it's off-handedly, he can't help but blush. met by his silence, you over at him from across the table. "oh, sorry. i though we were listing things. you can't forget the most important one, can you?"

peter rolls his eyes, still flustered, "so you wouldn't be with me if it weren't for that?"

"hmm," you joke, drawing this out. it's fun, it's a distraction; you love it, and you love him. "well, it's cool you know tony stark."

"then go date him," peter says, playing along.

"maybe i will," you pull the bear to your chest.

peter makes a face, kicking you gently from under the table. "he's, like, 50!"

"well, maybe i like that. he can be my sugar-"

"okay, yeah, we're done. no- we're done."

"you sound jealousss..."

"no, i'm throughly concerned. mr. starks' about 30 years older than you!"

you sigh, "what about captain america?"

"that's worse! wait, you know he's a hundred-something, right?"

"even better. and he doesn't even look it."

"y/n. no."

"fine, fine- oh, wait! have you seen bucky? god, i just want him to bend me-"

"i don't wanna hear the rest of that sentence."

"i suppose i'll settle for spider-man," you say. "too bad he's not super-old and rich."

he kicks you again, and you giggle, falling into silence. you're having something of a staring contest with him, but you lost ages ago. your eyes trace his facial feature, and he's so pretty. you open your mouth-

"you're so pretty," peter says, leaning against his hand.

"aw. you stole my compliment. i was gonna tell you that."

"well, y'know, you still can."

"okay. you're more prettier."

"seriously? 'more prettier?' aren't you literally majoring in creative writing?"

"it's my off-day. now take the compliment."

"thank you. but you're the prettiest."

"you're max pretty times infinity. so... take that."

"and that's why you aren't a math major."

"boo-hoo. i win."

he sighs, long and exaggerated, "i can't argue with the basic, ever-true fundamentals of math."

"no, you can't."

you bicker back and forth, before you know it, it's gotten dark. peter scoots his chair next to you, arm slung around you. "isn't it nice?"

"what?" you asked, looking up at him through your lashes.

"spending some nice time together."

"oh. yeah. it is. it's been some time since we've had this much fun."

"mm. after this, do you-"

and it's so quick and unprecedented, you don't even notice it. it's a short pop, and instantly you've broken into a cool sweat.

because, god, it sounds so much like-

there's screaming. so much of it. it's never-ending, buring into your ears. it's everywhere, coming from everyone, and now it just sounds like a one big siren-y noise.

it feels like you're back there in a blink, feet glued to one spot as people run away.

"pe-peter," you choke, "you said- you said there wouldn't be fireworks!"

he looked around, almost frantic. "no, hey, breathe. the website said there wouldn't, and i double checked with the staff. it might be some kids-" he thinks that was the only one, but just a second later, loud pops and crackles go off - a whole series of them.

peter figures that it's some stupid teenagers down by the dock, which isn't far from here, but that's not his main priority right now.

his main priority is you.

you tune it out, the rest of his sentence because suddenly, it's not fireworks anymore.

you can see the bodies from where you're standing, darky, inky, red liquid spilling. they aren't bodies, not really, but lumps of clothing, a corpse inside.

you think you might be sick, but you can't feel anything.

or maybe you're feeling everything, but it's too much, so it doesn't feel like anything.

peter's holding you tight, you're aware of that, but you can't breathe. it's like your stomach twists itself into knots, like a rubberband being stretched and pulled.

your hands are clammy, your heart rate is speeding up, and your breath is getting shallow. you feel like you're going to burst.

honestly, it's not a great sensation. it's sickening.

you want to focus on what peter's saying to you - something along the lines of breathe - but you can't. you're sucked up into the past. but it doesn't feel like the past. it feels like the present.

someone knocks into you, and you fall onto your shoulder. you're wearing a sleeveless shirt, and your shoulder is rubbed up against the hard granite of the ground. you can faintly feel the blood that's there. though, you can't get it out of your mind that it's nothing like the body just 50 feet away.

you should move, probably, get up.

you can't.

you're frozen, all but for you're trembling breath, just as you were then.

peter grabs your chin, making you look at him. "y/n - can -" it's choppy, not enough to ground you.

and just like that he's gone again.

you never looked at any news reports, but you're sure that there were hundreds killed.

why weren't you one of them? it wasn't that you wanted to die that day, but it didn't seem fair.

children, parents, significant others, grandparents, babies...

they told you that you were lucky.

you don't feel lucky.

he squeezes your shoulders, "hey, hey, can you tell me three things you hear?"

you knows he's trying to help, but you want him to shut up. he seems to know this, but presses on, "three things you hear, angel,"

you're hyperventilating, "music," you choke out, it's the cheesy tunes, "the- the-" you're trying to think, "laughing, there's laughing. i h-i hear you."

"brave darling," he says, "can you do another on for me? two things you smell?"

"um," is it working? you can't tell. "food- food?"

"that's right," peter coos. "one more."

"your cologne."

"last thing, last one, lovie. one thing you taste."

"blood." it's short, you bite it out.

wait- blood?

"blood?" peter asks. he's concerned.

you swipe your tongue over your teeth, there's that distinct metallic taste. you bit your tongue, and you didn't even realize how hard.

he gently grabs your jaw, "no- hey, don't do that, my love."

you press your tougue against the roof of your mouth, trying to will the blood away.

peter wipes away a hot tear you didn't even know was there, "my love, breathe. you're safe, you're okay."

you bury your face into his chest, clutching his shirt. your hands are sweaty, but your lungs are doing there job better.

your breathing slows, and you're left sobbing. he tells you that it's okay, he tells you that you're safe. you know that in spider-man's arms you are, but it doesn't slow the cries.

his heart aches, seeing you like this. you've been getting help, but the hurt doesn't go away all at once.

peter knows this better than most.

he also knows that sometimes there isn't anything anyone can do to help (even though this is all he wants to do).

all he can do is sit there and hold you, let you know you'll be okay.

your crying stops, leaving you with hiccups. you're beyond glad that there isn't really anyone here, expect for an eldery pair. out of the corner of your eye, you can see they're concerned.

you feel like you can sense the dried blood on your shoulder, and you want nothing more than to scratch it away. you feel so filthy.

on impluse, you pull away from peter slightly, brushing that shoulder off. you can see the scar that it left, making you want to throw up. there's a patch of warm saliva that coats your toungue, and you can feel the burn in your throat, but barfing in public is the last thing you want to do, so you swallow it, gagging.

your head hurts, and suddenly, the festival isn't fun.

"oh, pretty girl, i'm so sorry," your tucked back into the safety of his hold, silent. "'s some dumb kids. i promise you, i had-"

"i know," you sniff. you're tried, exhausted.

"do you wanna go home?"

he reads you well, you think.

in response, you nod meekly. "okay, honey, we can go home. do you want a second?"

you shake your head; you wanna get outta here.

he helps you up, arm wrapped around your waist.

his main priority is to get you home, where you'll be content tangled in sheets. it's a quiet ride home, his hand is on your thigh, you're holding on tight.

you're asleep by the time he gets home, so he gently scoops you up, making his way inside.

peter sets you on the bed, going to the bathroom to get makeup wipes. he's sure you don't want to sleep in that.

it's the cool wipe that wakes you up, your eyelids fluttering open.

"petey?"

"hm? you're okay. we're home. 'm taking off your makeup." he pulls one of his shirts out from his drawer, moving back over to you.

"help me take this off?" he askes, tugging on the hem of your shirt.

you comply, and he takes it off, replacing it with one of his. you shimmy out of your shorts, and he tosses them somewhere, along with his own shirt. he quickly changes into something comfier, sliding into bed with you.

"feeling better?"

"yeah. i'm sorry- i-"

"don't you dare apologize," peter lightly scolds you, there's a soft type of stern in his voice.

you let your mouth fall shit, you aren't winning this. instead, you tuck yourself into his side, shielded from all your pain. when your so close to peter, all you can focus on is his scent, his love, leaving no room for everything else.

you sigh into his touch, and he holds you softly. "do you feel better?"

you're quiet, you don't have to put up a wall with him, because it's easy around peter. "yeah," you reply after a moment. "i feel better. 'm just tired now."

"okay," peter kisses your forehead, "then we can go to sleep, pretty girl."

to you it's a simple thing to say, it's sensible. to him? no.

to peter, it's a promise.

it's a promise that he'll always be by your side, that he's gonna be here to work it out, to put a smile on your face.

yeah, it's a promise.

[angelfic]

NIIII <3 congrats on 2k followers! soooo, for the game, i've been thinking: mcu!peter parker x mutual pining x “stop staring at me”

MY LOVELY GIGI!!! thank u so so much!! u are the only one to have requested mcu peter and that me very happy btw like that’s my babygirl sugarplum sweetie pie tbh. hope u enjoy 🤭💌

mcu!peter parker x reader + mutual pining + “stop staring at me”

➺ part of my 2k milestone writing game

“I don’t understand question 10,” you scowl at the paper in front of you, eyes blurring from exhaustion. You and Peter have been trying as hard as you can to not fall asleep on the unfathomably comfortable couch as you do your Math homework for the last couple hours. “What did you get?”

Peter doesn’t answer straight away and you drag your eyes away from all the numbers and symbols to meet his eyes just to find him already looking at you.

“Pete?” you ask, raising an eyebrow and laughing when he snaps out of it and clears his throat. “Stop staring at me and start looking at the question. I need you to work it out so you can help me work it out.”

“Oh, I’ve finished,” he says, fumbling around with his worksheets, a dusting of light pink across his cheeks as you gape at him. “Which question did you need, again?”

“You finished already?” The only reason you don’t scowl at his enviable ability to do Math as easily as breathing is because if anyone can help you understand, it’s Peter. And he never fails to do so. You sigh again and point your pen at the paper. “This one, please.”

Peter leans in and peers at the question, shuffling closer on the couch until his shoulder is pressed against yours. You start hoping that your heart isn’t beating as quickly as it feels like it is, because there’s no way Peter won’t hear it with his stupid spidey-sense.

It seems like you’re in the clear, however, when Peter hands his worksheet over to you and begins explaining the working out.

What you don’t see is how he’s holding back a smile at the sound of your heartbeat when you’re concentrating on the paper, your legs resting over his.

[seek--rest]

20 Questions (for fanfic writers)

Thanks for the tag @fieldsofview!

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

317

2. what's your total ao3 word count?

3,572,407

3. what fandoms do you write for?

Marvel 99% of the time. I’ve dabbled in a handful of others (drukkari, first kill, pjo) but marvel and specifically spider-man is my fav

4. top five fics by kudos:

Through a Glass Darkly with @blondsak

5 Times Peter Didn’t Need Tony’s Help with @blondsak

Flying High with @blondsak

every new beginning (comes from some other beginnings end) with @blondsak

the universe is not against you by @promiseofthepremise

5. do you respond to comments?

Always!

6. what is the fic your wrote with the angstiest ending?

Idk if I could choose just one— not to sound like an ass but I’ve written over 300 fics, i could probably name each by year.

That being said, as strong as you were (tender you go) is pretty bleak.

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Again cannot choose for myself but EYE love the ending for Best Kept Secret

8. do you get hate on fics?

Sometimes! Usually from irondad complainers cause bitches lack nuance but most of the “hate” I get is from anons with a misplaced god complex or bitchy middle aged women talking shit in discords about how much they disagree with my opinions.

Sure wish the crowd that preaches “don’t like don’t read” would follow their own advice! Then again, these people are usually the same that project their daddy issues onto Peter & Tony and are implicitly, if not explicitly, racist and sexist as shit so.

9. do you write smut?

Yep!

10. craziest crossover:

When May Met Sally, a Sally Jackson POV of the pjo events set in the MCU!

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

YES lmfao several times. In a way it’s a compliment because damn you’re really that uncreative you gotta steal from someone else?? Skill issue

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes!! Very flattering

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

MANY TIMES

14. all time favorite ship?

PETER AND MJ

15. what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

If the fic is up, I’ll finish it. If I ever think I won’t, I just delete

16. what are your writing strengths?

Making characters feel real beyond the page. Giving life to sidelined characters. Earning the love story and relationships, not just telling or playing on expectation.

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

Comedy. I don’t really think I’m a funny writer. Quippy enough for spidey comebacks but a humor type of fic isn’t my bag

18. thoughts on dialogue in another language?

If it works and makes sense!

19. first fandom you wrote in?

Marvel!

20. favorite fic you've written?

Anyone on the highlight reel though currently, my fic on Skip is special to me.

Tagging: @abcd-em @missamyshay @the--journeys @weezly14 @momentofmemory @shizuoi @dayas @usaigi @yellowocaballero

[fieldsofview]

20 Questions (for fanfic writers)

I got tagged by the absolutely lovely @sarah-sandwich Thank you!!

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

17 :)

2. what's your total ao3 word count?

157,867 (2/3 of that is SMH hahaha)

3. what fandoms do you write for?

atm all my WIPs and upcoming fic ideas are Spidey related, but I used to write a lot for MLB and OL:BA (and A:TLA back on ffn in hs but we don't talk about the dark ages hahaha)

4. top five fics by kudos:

Under The Moonlight - OL:BA smutty oneshot of what should have happened after the charity ball scene 😳

Crushtomer - MLB coffee shop AU one-shot with Barista!Adrien and Overworked Uni Student!Marinette (heavily inspired by my barista days in College, when I was writing this) ☕

King Agreste - a MLB AU oneshot inspired by the Grimm fairy tale Allerleirauh "all-kinds-of-fur" 🏰

You Said You Loved Me - an MLB kwami swap identity reveal wip i never finished and probably never will sorry 😬

Spider-Man: Homesickness - My take on what the MCU Spidey's life could be like 5 years post: No Way Home and his journey into letting people back into his life and not being so alone (My CURRENT BABY and WIP that I'm ALMOST DONE WITH - it's so fucking long alskdhasasjdkhksdjhfkfh my hope is that it ends up in the no. 1 spot someday when it's complete) 🕸️

5. do you respond to comments?

So I didn't always, but nowadays I try really hard to respond to every comment thread at least, even if I don't always have the last comment on the thread. I really REALLY appreciate each and every comment and I actually often re-read them when I'm feeling insecure in my writing (is that cringe? maybe lol but it's true)

6. what is the fic your wrote with the angstiest ending?

Definitely The Beauty of Green. 268-word OL: BA drabble that smacks you out of nowhere in the last two sentences. I never write things that short anymore but it just worked

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

A lot of my one-shots back when I was writing for MLB like 5 years ago have happy endings. I prefer more *complicated* endings now, but a genuinely happy ending can be nice too. May I present Drops in a Pond for consideration though? Not traditionally fluffy or sweet, but I like to think it's a soft and hopeful kind of ending.

8. do you get hate on fics?

I haven't yet. I think I'm too small of a creator to get hate lol

9. do you write smut?

I've posted one smut fic before, Under the Moonlight, listed above. It's my top-rated fic so I guess I know a little of what I'm doing. OH and my side-wip I'm working on when SMH is too angsty for me is all fluff and kinky Parkner smut and I'm so excited to post that someday when SMH is fully out and done.

10. craziest crossover:

I haven't written any crossovers, unless you count pulling from marvel canon across different adaptations to make SMH (it's got Gwen and Harry and Miles even though they're not in the MCU 19999 as of now). But I used to write a lot of aus

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but I would be so honored if someone did! I once had a full conversation in the comments with someone in another language by using Google Translate and that was fun!

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

I think my writing process would be a little too unconventional to co-write with someone unless we were trading chapters and perspectives. I go back and edit my drafts a lot as I move forward and I would be too tempted to edit their writing too, which feels mean...

14. all time favorite ship?

I LITERALLY CAN NOT PICK DO NOT DO THIS TO ME!!!!! I will be a multi-shipper until the day I die, in basically every fandom.

15. what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have an idea for a series of long fics making an MCU HS AU inspired by Degrassi, but I think it would be just too many hours and too many words that I won't ever commit to. I love a good HS AU every now and again, but I feel like a lot of people (across fandoms with hs aus tbh) write the characters as if they already have a lot of the canon quirks the characters have as adults. I would want to write them truly as their HS selves, acting like real teenagers and all the dumb shit teens do, as the reader follows along on the journey of their growing up.

16. what are your writing strengths?

I think I really like detail and trying to portray a level of reality with the characters, even in more fantastical settings. I want the character's choices and motivations to be both complex and clear to the reader, even when they're making choices that the reader disagrees with. I also think this is a skill that is more and more prevalent in my recent writing, so my earlier MLB stuff doesn't have as much of it. My OLBA stuff and now my Spidey stuff though? Yeah.

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

Staying motivated to finish WIPS. (This is something I've improved a lot on though and at this point, barring some kind of life-or-death calamity in my life, I will absolutely be finishing SMH. I'm literally 120k of a predicted 150k words deep and going strong sooo).

OH ALSO comedy! I'm so bad at writing funny characters and making them actually say things that are both funny and make sense. Sucks when writing Spidey cause he can be such a little shit with his sarcastic comments and each dialogue point takes me 3-5 business weeks to come up with.

18. thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I do it very rarely and only when it feels 100% necessary. I had a small bit in Spanish in ch 6 of SMH because Jeff and Rio were literally talking about Peter right in front of him and he could hear the words they were saying, even if he didn't understand them. But it was very brief.

I did it because the POV character literally didn't understand it, so it made sense to have it written out. In fics where the POV character understands what's being said, I prefer it all be written in the fic's primary language, for reader ease.

19. first fandom you wrote in?

A:TLA, like I said. That was back in the dark ages of my Junior Year of HS on my old ffn account that will never see the light of day again hahaha

20. favorite fic you've written?

Every current WIP has always been my favorite because that is what I'm thinking about. So SMH is definitely my current fave. It's my baby and I've put literally hundreds of hours into it (I keep a spreadsheet lol, it's nearly 150 hours of sheer writing, not including the early days of brainstorming and outlining.)

HOWEVER, back in the day, I was really proud of writing Answer Me and it's literally my lowest-rated fic, but I was such a fan of the genre and the Night Circus inspiration. Plus, I love Alya as a character and it was really fun to write from her perspective.

OH, and I'm still proud of Under the Moonlight because it taught me that my acespec ass can write smut and is also good at it, lol. I just have to write smut that's rooted in ~*~feelings~*~ and also has an element of humanism and imperfection. Which is the type of vibe I'm putting into my side-wip rn.

Thanks for tagging me, Sarah!

no pressure tagging: @seek--rest, @abcd-em, @missamyshay, @pbpsbff

[0m3g45n1p3r4lph4]

For the ask game, marvel superheroes? If not, metroid

Thanks for the ask! Gonna try for Marvel here first but I'll gladly do this for Metroid again! Not limiting myself to heroes cause 1. Can't think of too many that catch my focus 2. The breadth of characters on any end of hero-villain spectrum gets me

Blorbo: Spider-Man is my real one. Always has been, always will be! This dude was a fave before I could even pronounce Spider-Man

Scrunkly: can't think of a particularly shaped one but closest coming to mind is Gwen/Ghost-Spider. Adore her colour pallette and especially the stylization of her world

Scrimblo Bimblo: I don't pay enough attention to general community stuff to know who really counts as underrated. But! I feel like Sandman has a lot of potential with how often he's depicted not wanting to cause trouble or just a guy dealt a bad hand. Any media exploring that side gets good stuff going and it's always unfortunate to see him reduced to "evil guy #4136"

Glup Shitto: Power Pack my beloved. These kids were included in some Spider-Man comic pack back in the day and I just. These kids stuck with me. Never heard anyone talk of them. Never found enough of their comics to know if they had any longer plot lines than "a dimensional rift opened in the basement while mom was out" or "a skull crashed in our backyard" or "a mutant kid keeps teleporting to bright lights so we carried him home" but they always had a great charm to them

Poor Little Meow Meow: the Spot, specifically the AtSV depiction. Textbook definition of sad wet beast that embraced the sog and became all-powerful. Such an intriguing villain, can't wait for BtSV. Can you tell I really like Spider-Man significantly more than the rest? Lmao

Horse Plinko: any good depiction of Eddie Brock is already in the torment zone. Either deserved (rudeboy) or rooting for escape (goodboy) but knowing he can only find moments of peace

Eeby Deeby: fuck Tony stark. Cool robots to not absolve you of ruining MCU spidey by making it all about you. Superhell. Fuck EIDITH

[destinyc1020]

Confession Sunday : I want Tom to sign on for ONE more Spidey movie (50M + backend deal) to close things out for Peter Parker then introduce Miles Morales in the end credit. He (Peter) deserves to have ground street level film while ending up on top for Tom's Marvel journey. His projects TCR & Devil All The Time proved to me he's wasting his talent on MCU. I'm hoping Tom's next movie is NON Marvel project. I still wonder why Robert & Tom met directors together back in 2021 someone spill the tea.

Thanks Anon for your confession 🥰

Honestly? I don't see anything wrong with this at all lol. They def need to tie up the Peter Parker & Michelle Jones (MJ) love story, and give them a proper, falling in love (all over again) and HAPPY ending story. 😊 So I feel like we def NEED SM4. They can't just be leaving us hanging like that. 😪

I'm perfectly fine with them making a 4th Spiderman movie that's grounded, street-level, and introduces Miles. I also would like to see the cast aged up to at least college level, if not already graduated from college. 👀

I'm honestly fine with Tom leaving after SM4 because, like you said, Tom is an awesome actor, and I just don't want to see him still playing Spiderman in his 30s... if he can help it. 😔 He could be doing so much other varieties of stuff.

Plus, I love Marvel and all (I'm a self-proclaimed "Marvel Girl"), but there's just way too much drama surrounding the whole Spiderman role. Let it go to someone else now who has to deal with all of that lol 😆

Either way, whether Tom decides to do more than 1 film in the next franchise or not, I still think he should only sign on to ONE movie at a time. He should negotiate his contract EACH and every time. The first franchise he was still an unknown and had to prove himself. Now days, he's more than proven himself, and he's actually in the upper hand now cuz Sony already showed their cards that they want to keep him lol. 🤭

So he can def negotiate much more money.

I'd love to continue to see Tom doing other work..... It would be nice seeing him taking on new roles outside of having to go back to the SM role. So, I agree with you Anon. 😊

[softtdaisy]

hi lovely! i’m submitting two if that’s okay i’ll submit them in separate asks of course! feel free to do one or both or none im mainly here to say congratulations on 600!!!!

this is the first one :

🎶 Feelings by Lauv

✨ super cute, lovey, happy, all the happy cute romantic feels

either tasm!pater or mcu!peter either one works

_feelings

tasm!peter parker x reader

based on: feelings by lauv

words: 702

a/n: i decided to pick tasm!peter for this one because this baby needs a break 😭 (but technically you can read it with mcu!peter in mind too) i love both your request thank you so much for participating, i hope you will love this story (i personaly do) 💛

Join my 600 followers celebration 💛

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It was a lovely summer night. Not too hot. Not too cold. New York was rather quiet tonight. But the world could be crashing right now that you wouldn’t even care. 

What was more important than being with Peter?

He promised you multiple times that he will take you to the top of the Empire State. “I always go there when I have a rough day. And the sunset is amazing from there!” You were touched that he trusted you enough to show you his safe spot. You knew that being Spider-man wasn’t easy for him. That your arms sometimes weren’t enough to comfort him. 

But being Spider-man was time-consuming. And weeks went by without Peter being able to show you the sunset. “It’s not like it’s our only summer together Peter. I don’t plan on leaving you tomorrow.” You told him one day when he apologised again for missing the opportunity. 

But today was the day.

Around 8 p.m., Peter arrived in your room with his spidey suit on. He knocked on your window like he always did. Three small knocks to make sure you recognised him. Like you had other people coming at your window. "Come here love. We’ve got a sunset to see.” 

“What a lovely taxi I have here.” You laughed before getting on his back. You always wondered if it was difficult for him to carry you both around the town. He always seemed to do it like you both weighed nothing. Maybe you should give him a back massage after this trip. 

You quickly forgot about this idea when you arrived on top. It was pretty scary to be this high above the city. You trusted Peter with your whole heart but the idea of falling…”I’m holding you baby.” He said with a little laugh when he noticed your expression.

Peter took off his mask. He wanted it to be you and Peter. Not you and Spidey. And also because, like that, he could kiss you as much as he wanted. But he started with a small kiss on your nose. “You okay? You tell me if you want to go back on the ground…”you shook your head before putting your chin on his shoulder.

It was a quiet night. You didn’t need words right now. You were just enjoying the beauty of this orange and pink sky in front of you. The beauty of the night falling on the city that never sleeps. Your eyes were shiny in front of this show you would barely see in your life. 

And while you were falling in love with the sky. Peter was falling deeper in love with you. He loved how your eyes couldn’t stop looking at the view in front of you. How you kept opening and closing your mouth, like you wanted to say anything but couldn’t find the words. He loved how you were grabbing him harder by moments, without even realizing it. How you were proving to him that he made the right choice to show you this post. There was no else in the world he would have wanted to share this with.

Peter has some difficulty accepting he was worth loving. He wasn’t always doing the right thing, no matter how much he tried. He made some mistakes that could never be undone. And for that, he was ready to give up on happiness. 

Then he met you one day. You were like an angel fallen from the sky. You looked at him, at Peter. And for the first time in many months, he remembered there was someone behind the mask he was hiding under. When he was looking at you, he guessed that somehow life decided he deserved happiness too. He deserved to be loved. 

When the sky was starting to turn dark, you turned your face to Peter. Who was still looking at you with the loveliest smile. “You’re missing the whole thing Pete!” You said with a pleading voice. 

“Trust me, I’m seeing the most beautiful thing in the world right now.” He whispered before kissing you. A thank you for being in my life kiss. A I promise you an eternity of moments like this kiss.

[skyyknights]

20 Questions For Fic Writers

Tagged by @zeldaelmo @nocturne-side-blog @aegon-targaryen !! Thank you all!!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

59 in total, but only 46 are available to the public 😅 I think I ended up putting some of the ones I wasn't as fond of, or ones that I just didn't feel like updating ever again, to a private collection lol

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

212,020!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

hooboy.

Legend of Zelda, mainly, but also: How to Train Your Dragon, Miraculous, LOTR, 1917, MCU, Narnia, Endeavour, and a few other extremely obscure fandoms hardly anyone else is in XD

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

the faces left behind (LU which I know many people hate but I like it so don't judge lol)

Marinette Has Cookies (Of Course Chat Showed Up) (what an annoying title actually??) (Miraculous)

Just Allergies? (How to Train Your Dragon)

Juli's Tree (Flipped)

The Power of a Hot Drink (Skyward Sword)

wow I am... not good at coming up with fic titles 😂 nowadays I just pick a song lyric from a song that applies and slap it on the title but other than that they're pretty horrible 💀

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! Although sometimes if there's really no way to respond to it I just mark it as read.

...also usually it takes me a while to get the motivation to reply. I've been known to take months before answering a comment 😬

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Oo hm... I can't decide so instead I shall dump a handful of them

One Last Look - Skyward Sword Zelink, after that scene

Age - Sksw Zelink through the years, with a bittersweet ending

Golden Sands - this is one of the first fics I ever posted (originally posted on Wattpad... oof). but basically it's about the robot Skipper from Skyward Sword, thinking about his past life while broken and unable to move in the present.

Incomprehensible - POV of other hobbits in the Shire, unable to understand why the four Travelers act the way they do, or why eventually their number drops to three.

Regrets - Joandeavour talking about... tough things :(

Please, Ada - Babey™ Legolas wanting to hang with his father and his father does NOT want to hang with him is the happiest way I can describe it

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Take three because I'm indecisive.

Worthy - Edmund Pevensie coming to terms with the fact that he is loved

Spidey - Spideychelle being oblivious. that is all

Rainy Days - TP Zelinkkkkkk

there's definitely more but I think those are probably some of the happiest

8. Do you get hate on fics?

My fics usually have a pretty small reception so I don't think so? The most would be someone saying the plotholes of the fic were killing them which then sent me, a major overthinker, into overdrive, even though it's not that bad XD so no, thankfully, I don't think I've ever gotten any (although anon hate is another thing entirely. LOL)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

nope! don't ever plan to either

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

erm. I don't think I ever have?? I've read one or two before, but I don't believe I have ever actually written one

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so XD

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

again, idt so!!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

nope! It's a dream of mine though, Noct and I have several things planned >>>>>>:)

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

oh boy.

so

this is a tricky question

and

the answer is.

all of them

ok jokes aside I genuinely cannot narrow it down, so I'll list... my top five, I guess.

Zelink, Joandeavour, Spideychelle, Rudy/Liesel, and Hiccstrid

(Hm. Thinking about it Joandeavour is probably my favorite just because it's so heartbreakingly tragic, but Zelink is a very very very close second)

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

hah.

Probably this, a fix-it Spideychelle fic that I have a lot written for but idk if I'll ever have the guts to do much else with it

16. What are your writing strengths?

d. description I guess?? I've never been a good judge at what I'm good at XD

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I tend to be a bit Victor Hugo-esque with my sentences, aka I have to control myself so the sentence doesn't stretch on for five paragraphs

and we don't talk about my old fics <3

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I mean? For LOTR I would definitely sprinkle in elvish just for the vibe of it, also because he did so, but I would also provide translations. For real-world...hmm. I think I did throw in three or four German words in The Book Thief fic I posted recently, but again, the author himself did so, and I think so long as you're not adding a full, necessary sentence that the reader is then required to look up in order to understand what's going on, and if you instead just use a curse word or a muttered phrase of annoyance or something in the other language, I think that's fine.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

LOTR, I believe. Hand-written in seventh or eighth grade XD

(And then I wrote dozens of unfinished Loz fics in the notes app on my mom's ancient phone she didn't use anymore, fics that completely misunderstood any of the games because I hadn't played them yet. It pains me to think about those fics).

(also this is not counting those "add on to the end of the story!" assignments teachers used to give out in middle school)

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

oh hot dang lemme see

againnnn we are doing several (look my decision making has been ATROCIOUS lately, I cannot be faulted <3)

you feel like home - SkSw Zelink, a teeny tiny bit of angst but mostly fluff (also Link nearly throws hands with Scrapper which is a bonus. When I tell you I cranked that fic out in a day after getting so salty with Scrapper I nearly snapped my wiimote in half)

would I run off the world someday - a very recent TP Zinc fic!! It has traces of Midlink; essentially, it's about Link refusing to stop grieving Midna, and thus hurting himself and Zelda, who is in love with him due to having shared a soul with Midna. It's basically a 4+1 fic and does end happy with the promise of future Zelink, very different from my normal Zelink stuff though

annnd...

Forbidden - Zinc week fic that didn't get as much attention as my other two ZW fics, but I actually really really love it so. <3 I just. idk I love the prose of that fic, I suppose :) and the ending hehe

I do have a few other favorites but I think it's unfair to include them because they're unfinished lol

tagging: @aheavenscorner @minstrelsmusings @onewingedsparrow (sorry if you've already been tagged oops)

[thevindicativevordan]

So, Marvel brough back Ultimate line. What's you opinion?

Anonymous asked: Thoughts on the official announcement for the relaunch of the Ultimate Universe?

Forget HoX/PoX, this is the biggest possible "Daddy's home!" Hickman-related announcement Marvel could make.

After his attempt to revamp the X-Men ended in failure thanks to editorial cockblocking and fellow creator dissent, I can only assume Hickman taking over a revamp of the Ultimate Universe comes with the precondition that he gets free reign. Seems like it's a reboot rather than a continuation of what came before. Seeing others describe it as "Post-Crisis Ultimate Universe" on social media was funny, but probably very on point. Hickman is after all a DC fanboy, and the Ultimate Universe needs to adjust to a post MCU world. Previously the Ultimate Universe had total freedom to revamp the Avengers because the brand was worthless and nobody cared about Cap, Thor, or Iron Man. Today those three starred in the biggest film franchise on the planet, and are incredibly popular with billions knowing who they are. Does that mean these new versions will be closer in personality to their 616 or MCU counterparts? Ultimate Thor carrying a more traditional Mjolnir is an intriguing tease, perhaps this UU won't be as militarized as it's Bendis/Millar predecessor? Hickman doesn't do standard superhero fare, but I can't begin to imagine what this new incarnation of the Ultimates will be like.

And of course there is the matter of the silhouettes. One is clearly Spider-Man, but will it be Peter or Miles? A new Ultimate Peter + the popularity of the Spider-Verse movies might finally be what gets Marvel to fold on the matter of One More Day. They'd have a new Peter in the status quo they prefer, and they could let the nerds have their "boring" married Spider-Man. Alternatively it could be Miles, either moving him back to Earth-1610 or creating a new Ultimate Miles counterpart. Problem Miles has is that he's created to be Peter's replacement. Even in the Spider-Verse movies he is stepping in to take over for the Peter of his world. Since moving Miles over to 616, they clearly have struggled with what his relationship with a living Peter could be. Is Peter his mentor? Should the two interact? Should he fight Peter's villains or have his own? Moving Miles back means he doesn't have to fight with Peter for attention, he gets to be the Spider-Man of his own universe with all the classic Spidey Rogues available to him.

One of those other two silhouettes is clearly Black Panther and that is something I'm excited for. Previous incarnation of Ultimate Black Panther sucked, now they can course correct. What does an Ultimate Black Panther look like post Chadwick? Obviously he's going to be on the Ultimates and will possibly be headlining a book of his own. Would be a godsend for me if there was an Ultimate Black Panther book, given how lousy the handling of 616 T'Challa has been, a fresh version of the character without all the baggage and Hickman involved sounds like a dream come true. As for the other one, two theories come to mind. The first is that it's the Maker. Reed botches his attempt to rebuild the Ultimate Universe and he's the only one who doesn't get rebooted. Instead he ends up like the Psycho-Pirate, the only one who remembers the previous timeline, but with the upside being that no one remembers his crimes. In other words he gets a second chance to be "Mr. Fantastic" again, which he would probably only take as a way to acclimate to this new universe until he's ready to show his true colors. Alternatively it's Ultimate Doom. In a universe where Reed is the villain, Doom is the hero, and Doom is the leader of the Fantastic Four this time.

Very excited to see where this goes.

[inyourwildestdreams22]

Well, the show gives her 10000x more material to play than the Spidey movies which are loved by the fandom because it feeds the ship but gives no character development to MJ, not even a freaking name of a relative throughout 3 movies. With Euphoria she gets all the experience as executive producer and music producer. If Z wanted to film another movie, she could have filmed it anytime from January to May, but she chose to spend time relaxing with Tom. People wanting her to not use the opportunities that Euphoria gives her are as bad as the ones that want her to work every single day of the year

Lmao you are so transparent, while I do agree that Spider-Man could give more character arc for MJ, those movies are fan favorites and gave her connections and money to be able to do other things (hello challengers thanks to Amy), I just know you are one of those people who think the MCU is not deep enough for actors lol, I can assure you Spider-Man is one of the most popular superheroes and people love the movies, and yes Peter and MJ are one of the most iconic couples on the superhero world. They still have time to expand MJ’s character.

As for euphoria, you all give that show too much credit, Sam can’t write for shit, that show is glorified because of the aesthetic and cinematography and obviously Rue is the best part, he can only write Rue and like I said Z already got everything she could from that show, there is not much else to tell, it would be repetitive to have Rue relapsing again.

[spiderman-homecomeme]

2022 Year in Review

tagged by the wonderfully talented @abc2411 thank u friend!!

1. Number of stories posted to AO3:

11

2. Word count this year:

146,522

3. Fandoms I wrote for:

MCU spidey

4. Pairings:

spideychelle/petermj

5. Stories with the most:

Kudos, comment threads, word count, bookmarks

you're a part-time lover (and a full-time friend) it’s all this guy lmao

6. Work I’m most proud of (and why):

Prelude to Peace because it wasn’t something i’d written in a while since im usually on a silly goofy fic kick! there’s a lot in it that i love and that i put a lot of thought into 

7. Work I’m least proud of (and why):

hardly working and seeing stars purely bc i haven’t updated them as much as ive wanted to fjdslkajfdsa

8. Share or describe a favorite review you received:

a commenter i love recently said they’d reread Ex on the Beach again and just the simple fact that people reread fics makes my heart go !!!!!

9. A time when writing was really, really hard:

the whole year?? fdjsalfdask

no but for real, inspiration came and went a lot in 2022. there were ups and downs!!

10. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you:

11. A favorite excerpt of your writing:

you're a part-time lover (and a full-time friend)

There’s a pull in Peter’s chest that’s impossible to ignore, the warmth now overflowing, spilling into his stomach, his lungs, his heart, ready to come out in a big wet wad of emotions.

“Hey—” He says, brushing her pinky with his knuckles, leaving drops of water on her skin.

It feels as if all the oxygen’s been sucked out of the room when she looks at him.

He’s always, always, always thought that MJ was beautiful, but there’s something about the way she’s smiling at him, the way she’s watching him, the softness in her gaze right at this moment. Something in how the wayward curls that have escaped her ponytail are framing her face, the way she looks so impossibly soft in her t-shirt, the way the glow from the light bounces off of her cheekbones.

God, he loves her.

“I love you.”

And the words come out of him so suddenly, so softly.

12. How did you grow as a writer this year:

I wrote sometimes

13. How do you hope to grow next year:

I will write sometimes fdjksalfjsa

14. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

@a24thegreenknight and @spideysmjs have let me throw all of my silly little ideas at them and they always cheer me on thank u pals :’)

15. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year:

i’ll never tell ;)))

jk there were definitely some elements in  yesterday, today, and tomorrow, too that were inspired by real life <3

16. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers:

Write what you want!! it’s okay to write for others, but make sure it’s also for yourself!! follow your whims!! wherever they may take you!!

17. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year:

OH GOD i hope so fKJLFDSD here’s my wishlist

single dad/daycare

amnesia shenannigans

that damn no nut part 3 fic

hardly working

a small amount of infidelity

may i stand unshaken

wedding guest fic

bluey babysitting fic 

between a rock and a hard place

there’s probably more but ya girl can’t think LMAO

18. Tag some writers whose answers you’d like to read:

@forasecondtherewedwon @anarchyduck @iovewords @jenniboo311 @rejectofsociety

[amarriageoftrueminds]

feels over time it becomes more and more obvious the limitations and obstacles of mcu pushing the idea that live action characters have one single face and flattening the characters with the actors and so adamantly tying such a large part of their fictional universe to fixed unchangeable actors

and despite how much it hinders the characters and the stories, marvel does it because it's unfortunately good for marketing to blur the lines between real ppl and the characters, regardless of how toxic that setup can be

if only they could've let roles be roles and allowed the roles to be embodied by whoever is best for that specific time, then characters could be done much more justice, and nightmare scheduling conflicts/behind the scenes horrors (many such cases) would have far less negative impact, and there'd be much less need for ridiculous ball-and-chain multi-project contracts that make or break whether large chunks of the characters' stories will ever get a decent live-action project or not at all.

TBH I don't agree because the Rat Fink Company has no interest in doing the characters justice and that's got nothing to do with how long they've got actors in contract.

Even when the actor has unfair favouritism and power to negotiate creative control before they ever begin filming, it still doesn't result in a Good Take on the character.

(Which is how you end up with Short King: Vanity Project 1 [plus a bunch of sequels] where Actor's Lil Miaow Miaow gets to be deus ex machina / messianic, to make them look good whenever there are threateningly buff & handsome blondes with less-powerful agents around, showing them up.)

In practise, recasting has just allowed them to, for example, fuck over the actor playing Rhodey to get another, cheaper black guy in his place (while using the leftover money to pay MCS white guy instead).

Or erase a threatening version of a character that didn't align with Core Brand Values (a broke Jewish Spidey?? not a billionaire -lover?!? No thanks let's recast!)

Plus, DC (who already do better by their actors, apparently) have shown over and over again that it doesn't matter if you have the perfect actor for the part, if the part written for them keeps being shit and the people with creative control just don't care for the character (see: Superman). No amount of recasting Steve or Bucky or whoever in the MCU is going to make the content good if the writing is bad and the good, non-egotistical actors aren't given creative control.

And now the Rat Fink Company has evilly taken over the comics, Bond villain style, in the name of Corporate Synergy, and started getting actor voice-alikes to voice the characters in animation, beyond the actor's contract ending, to double down on [Previous Shitty Content Canon] So they aren't limited to the actors' contracts any more? But. The Content still very much sucks. 🤷‍♀️

[webslingingslasher]

i love ur blog sm! i refresh every hour to see if theres anything new hehe

i was wondering what ur fav spiderman movie is?

:D thank you sm!!!

i love all of them for different reasons, so that's hard! if you don't know by now, mcu peter is my favorite peter, but i have issues with the mcu version of spidey i will refrain on.

i think spider-man 2 might be my favorite because it's a true testament to peter's character. he figures out that he needs a separation of himself and spider-man, and how much they rely on each other. if peter wasn't doing okay neither was spider-man, and i think that is such a big thing to see, because we always think of spider-man as the hero but it's always been peter. 

i do love the amazing spider-man's tho!! i think the first one is where i really fell in love w spidey. mcu peter just offically sent me over the edge.

((i HATE the mj storyline raimi did so let's ignore those. pls n thanks. also tobey is my least fav peter. again. ignoring.))

[ashes-writing]

wanna be yours pt III | mcu ; p.maximoff

A/N ; And here we are. Another chapter and even more intense sexual tension. Maybe a lil softness here and there too. This just came to me on a whim earlier so I present it to you without any beta whatsoever because honestly, I fly by the seat of my ass here. Anyway, let's get to it, shall we? There will be more parts to this incoming.

Pairing ; Pietro Maximoff x Stark!Fem reader. I realize this possibly narrows the whole 'reader' thing, but alas... I will try to be as vague as humanly possible so that anybody who wants can imagine themselves in this, I'm still new to this tho.

Timeline / Other Stuff to Note ; part I || part II can be found by clicking the links I just gave. Again, let it be noted.. This is after AoU. Before all the other shit and Pietro's death is ignored. Also, Spidey makes an intro to the fold a little sooner because sue me, Reader needs her psuedo lil bro and she will in the future parts of this too. We're also pretending that Stark Towers is not destroyed or that it's been renovated / rebuilt and the Avengers are now staying at the tower and working at the compound. Makes sense? I hope so.

Tag List ; @beardedbarba is the only person on my MCU tag list. if you'd like to be added to my taglists for anything including fandom piece in question is for, please let me know or add yourself -> here.

Warnings ; Even more heavy lingering sexual tension, babes and dolls. Even more. This is going to be one of those intense ones, me thinks. There is just a little touching, an intimate moment here and there but overall, this one is safe to read.

Other Stuff ; tag list doc || my rules - fandoms and some characters I write for || requests are open (pls.. pls... send me things) but they're limited to headcanon asks + filth/fluff alphabet letters and I'm not accepting wrestling / wrestlers in my ask box. Any other fandom/character but wrestling that I happen to write for is fine and I beg of you -> send me things.

I do not consent to my work being reposted elsewhere or copied/reworked/rewritten and reposted here or elsewhere. You don't own this, I do. So like... don't steal my shit.

Translations if any; — Ți-e foame, prințesă? - “ are you hungry, princess?” -- thanks to google translate. as per usual, draga mea means my darling / my dear and I'm basing Sokovian on Romanian.

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“It’s impressive.” Wanda mumbles from beside her twin. Pietro’s eyes flit around the massive foyer of Stark Towers and he shrugs. But his eyes are still wandering and Wanda doesn’t need her nifty little abilities to know exactly what her twin is searching for. Or who, more to the point. She gives him a nudge as Natasha tosses keycards on a lanyard in their direction. Pietro catches his and turns it over in his hands, gazing at the credit card sized plastic just to avoid the pointed look his twin is giving him.

Natasha speaks up. “The living space out here, the game room,  the kitchen, the bar, the home gym and the home theater and the spa are ours to use too. We just have to stay out of the garage, the basement lab and the fourth wing.”

“What’s the fourth wing?” Peter Parker asks.

Bucky chuckles and reaches out, smacking the bright eyed teenager in the back of the head. “That’s baby Stark’s personal wing. You oughta know that, kid.” and briefly, the hardened soldier locks eyes with Pietro Maximoff and shakes his head while mouthing, “Don’t you fucking dare either, kid or so help me God.”

And almost as if summoned, you wander out into the living room, pausing at a control panel on the wall. The ambience of the room goes from soft classic rock to loud and angry hard rock with heavy emphasis on guitars and screaming. It's Avenged Sevenfold, this is what they're known for and also, they happen to be one of your many favorite bands...

You wander right past the group lingering in the room and into the kitchen, your nose stuck in a thick book as you walk.

Wanda elbows her twin. Pietro’s gaze is locked on you and he’s biting his lip. He’s doing that thing he does where he’s thinking entirely too hard about doing something that’s likely not a good idea. Wanda palms her face.

Peter nudges Pietro. “Dude, I’ve seen her leg sweep a guy.” Peter nods at you and laughs to himself in amusement upon seeing the way Pietro is staring at you like you're on fire and he's got a hose.

“Mhm.” Pietro’s only half listening, instead he’s watching you as you slice tomato on a carving board. You pile the tomato into a bowl. A few seconds later, you’re tearing lettuce and letting the leafy green vegetable fall into a slightly bigger silver bowl. Then you’re scaling the counter, poking around in a cabinet that’s way over your head, pots and pans clanging together noisily as you dig into the cabinet as deep as you can. You find the frying pan and in your triumph, you lose your balance a little.

Before you even have a chance to steady yourself on your own, Pietro’s taken off in a blue streak blur and he’s scooped you up into strong arms bridal style just as you nearly take a tumble off of your high perch. You stare at him with a raised brow and wide eyes as you blow some hair out of your face. Pietro stands you on your own feet in the kitchen and he’s doing that thing again where he lingers, towering over you. Staring at you intently as if he wants to say something.

Blue sky eyes settle on the various ingredients spread out on the counter and the battered Ace of Spades playing card that’s marking your page in the thick textbook you’d been reading as you navigated the living room a few minutes before. He nods to the ingredients and chuckles quietly. 

“— Ți-e foame, prințesă?” the question is asked quietly. You tilt your head and you’re pouting at him. “English, please? Or at least, y’know… Teach me your language?”

Pietro leans in a little. “I asked if you are hungry, princess.” as he nods to the food on the counter again. You glance back at it and laugh softly while nodding. “Starved, actually. I kind of missed lunch today. I was working, it slipped my mind.” you shrug as you say it.

“How do you forget to eat?”

“Uh, you realize who my father is, yeah? It’s a genetic thing.” you shuffle bare feet against the marble flooring of the kitchen as you try to look somewhere else, anywhere else but his eyes. But you’re lost in them and drowning all over again.

You jump a little, startled when Natasha makes her way in, watching you and Pietro like a hawk. A little smirk on her face as she opens the fridge and digs around until she finds her usual beverage of choice. Once she’s popped the cap against the edge of the quartz countertop, she shotguns the drink down and drags her hand across the back of her mouth, glancing at Pietro.

“Stop bothering her, Speedy.”

“He’s not, uh.. He’s not bothering me, Nat. It’s fine.” you smile to reassure the older woman. You nod to the thick book sitting nearby. “That’s what’s bothering me and if Finals week doesn’t hurry and end I swear to God I’ll punt that book out of the Tower.”

“I thought you were in the dorms.” Natasha questions.

“I was. But my roommate is in the honeymoon phase with this idiot she met on a dating app, so…. Home it is, I guess.” you grimace and Natasha laughs. “Yeah, I don’t blame you.” and she’s made herself comfortable sitting on the kitchen island as she takes a tomato slice and pops it into her mouth, much to your chagrin.

Pietro’s gaze lingers on you. You reach for the soda you’d gotten yourself while foraging through the fridge across the kitchen and you twist off the cap and take a sip, staring right back at him. Stepping just a little closer before you even realize you’ve done it.

Natasha clears her throat and glances from you to Pietro and then hops down from the counter, sauntering out of the room. You take a deep breath or two and they come out just a little shakier than they should have. Pietro chuckles. “Relax, draga mea. You seem so tense.”

“Tense. Yeah, that’s uh.” you raise a hand to drag it through your hair and blue eyes fix on the movement intently, distracted by it for a few seconds. “That’s one way to put it, I guess.” - oh you're tense alright. the sheer sexual tension you feel right now is almost overwhelming but you're not admitting to that, oh no.

A throat clears from the kitchen door and a girl wanders in. When she lapses into the same language Pietro uses around you a lot, you glance from one to the other. Scarlet Witch.. Pietro's twin, Wanda Maximoff...Your father told you about both of them joining the team, he mentioned it casually a while back.

You smile when she happens to look up and catch you watching them. Then you grab the package of bacon you’d been about to fry for the biggest bacon lettuce and tomato sandwich you can possibly make yourself in one sitting and you turn your attention to the stove, turning it on.

You plop down a few pieces of bacon into the pan and the whispering back and forth heatedly continues behind you between the Maximoff twins. You can’t really understand it and you’re really not trying to listen, but every now and then a word or two grabs your attention and you wonder what they mean.

Grease pops out of the pan and splashes your wrist and you swear under  your breath, holding your wrist against your body for a second or two to dull the sting. You didn’t realize he’d come across the room until he reached out and grabbed hold of your wrist, studying it with brows knit in concern.

“It’s just a little bacon grease. It’ll sting then it’ll be fine. Just hurt like hell.” you reassure him. Pietro nods and he mutters something under his breath and in his mother tongue that you can’t understand. That you’re probably not meant to understand. Which has you frowning a little because you want to know what he’s saying when he talks to you in Sokovian.

Nightmare by Avenged Sevenfold begins to play and you hum along quietly as you grab a pair of tongs from the utensil holder by the stove and begin to pull crispy strips of bacon from the hot pan. You turn to Wanda and Pietro. “Do you guys want one? It’s fine, there’s enough tomato and lettuce. Definitely enough bacon.” you nod to the bowls in question. The twins share a look and Wanda politely shakes her head No. Pietro shrugs. “ I could eat.”

“You’re always hungry.” Wanda retorts, giving her brother a teasing look as she laughs. 

Wanda turns and walks out of the kitchen and Peter, the kid your father has taken under his wing, he wanders in. You grin at the bright eyed teenager. “Hey, Parker! You hungry?”

“Is it bacon, lettuce and tomato?” Peter asks with a broad grin.

“That’s the only thing I know to make beside grilled cheese, buddy.” you smile back and shrug almost apologetically. "Sadly.. My dad's great at a lot of things.. Cooking so he could show me how is not one of them. But he's learning. At least one of us is," you laugh softly.

“Yeah, that’s right. The last time you tried to cook the fire department was called in.”

“Oh fuck you!” you pout at the teenager and he laughs. Raising one side of your thick text book to look at the title. “You’re in medicine? I thought you were going into somethin else?”

“Mhm. Nursing. I decided I wanted to go into it to help people as best as I can.” you smile as you say it. Peter grins and pulls himself up onto one of the tall stools. Pietro, you notice, is giving the teenage boy a dirty look. You laugh softly. And despite trying not to, you find yourself stepping even closer to Pietro Maximoff.

He mirrors it and one of his hand lingers close to one of your hips. You glance down at his hand when it grazes your hips and you bite your lip quietly. Peter makes his way out of the kitchen after mumbling something about needing to breathe and you swallow hard.

Now that he’s mentioned it, the air is thick again. When is it not thick when Pietro Maximoff is present, though. That's the real question.

You spread mayonnaise on two slices of bread and begin piling tomato, lettuce shreds and bacon onto your sandwich. Pietro is still lingering close behind you and when his hand grazes your side again you gasp quietly and glance sideways over your shoulder at him. A soft giggle leaving your mouth.

You start to make another sandwich for Pietro and you feel his chest press into your back carefully as he watches you, reaching out to steal a strip of bacon before you can swat away his hand. You finish making the sandwich for him and turn to face him, holding it up to him. Smiling a sweet little smile that Pietro stares at for longer than he probably should have. He wants to stop staring, to stop touching you and stop being so painfully aware of you but it’s like he can’t. He’s tried everything he can within reason to do so. Nothing has worked yet.

You’re literally the one girl he wants more than any one in the past and you’re also the one girl who happens to be off limits.

And it’s driving him crazy, he doesn’t know how much more he can take.

You take a bite of your own sandwich and Pietro reaches out, dragging his thumb across your cupids bow. Fighting off the urge to groan at the way your lip felt like velvet under his thumb. Or the way it quivered.

He licks his thumb quietly and chuckles. “Messy eater, draga mea.”

Your eyes are glued to his thumb as he does it and you can feel your thighs clench so much tighter. To counter this, you shuffle your bare feet against the marble floor. And you finally manage to look anywhere else but his mouth. Or his hands.

“Kind of.” you shrug and smile. “I’m gonna go watch General Hospital now.” you announce as you gather your soda and the massive sandwich you’ve made yourself and wander into the living room. As you flip through the channels on the massive television on the wall, you can feel Pietro’s sister watching you intently.

You glance over as you stop the tv on General Hospital right as the opening credits roll and you take a bite of your sandwich. Wanda moves so that she’s sitting next to you.

After a long pause when you’re getting absorbed in the latest drama to befall your favorite mob don, Sonny Corinthos, Wanda gasps quietly.

You glance over at her.

“Hm?”

“Nothing, it’s nothing.” but Wanda says it quickly. A little too quickly.

The reason for her gasp was because she accidentally brushed against you and the second she did, she got to see in high definition clarity exactly what you were thinking in regards to her brother, Pietro. She also got a real good glimpse into the way he’s been plaguing your filthiest dreams every single night and exactly how frustrated you are because you can’t figure him out.

Wanda smiles to herself. Nods to the television. “What is going on here?”

“That’s a mob meeting. Sonny’s trying to take down a rival family, I think.. Or he’s being threatened by one. They’re discussing how to handle it.” you explain, throwing up your hands in annoyance when Sonny’s wife wanders onto the screen. “Go away, Carly, oh my god.” you groan as you palm your face. Wanda laughs softly and nods to the screen again. “You don’t like her?”

“I mean, she’s okay? She’s just very, very… Involved. It’s invasive. And nine out of ten, when she does get in the middle of something she makes it so much worse..” you cringe as you listen to Carly talking to someone on the phone a scene later. “I swear to God, if she even thinks about it.”

Wanda laughs again. And she watches you quietly, smiling to herself.

Maybe she could drop a few hints with her brother, ease his mind. She’d never seen him twist himself inside and out quite so much before. Normally, he kept it fairly surface level, stealing the girl who caught his eye little gifts and trinkets, flirting openly. For some reason, whenever he tried with her he claimed that the words wouldn’t come.

Maybe that wasn’t a bad thing. Maybe he needed to keep doing exactly what he was doing.

Wanda rose from the couch and made her way into the kitchen where her brother sat eating the sandwich you’d made for him.

“It might interest you to know that she feels… Very intense things for you as well. Don’t make a mess of this, Pietro. This better not be one of your little whirlwind flings. She’s been hurt a lot, I think.”

Out in the living room, you yell at the television set and as you make your way into the kitchen to grab another soda for yourself, you’ve got your hands thrown up in disgust. “I can’t with that show.” you grumble aloud as you step past Pietro and open the doors to the fridge, digging around until you find your usual brand of soda.

You can feel Pietro’s eyes fix on you intently. Practically burning a hole right through you as he stares. You pretend you don’t as best as you can and you wander over, picking up the textbook you left behind on the kitchen island. Then you wander into the living room and switch off the television set. You settle in on the couch with every intention to study, but at some point, you doze off.

Pietro happens to catch sight of you sleeping on the sofa and he shuts the book open in front of you, careful to place the battered Ace of Spades on the page where you left off. Then he tells himself he’ll just walk away, but he can’t. It’s as if his feet have grown roots.

He spots a sweater knit throw blanket draped over the arm of the couch on one end and he grabs it, spreading it out over your body. Then after smoothing his hand over the way your hair is fanned out all around you, he hurries off to his assigned wing in the tower.

And he knows he’ll try and try but given what Wanda’s told him tonight, sleep probably won’t come fast or easy because now he knows that whatever he feels right now is mutual. And he knows he’ll never be able to keep ignoring it or pretending that he doesn’t feel the way he feels.

You’re under his skin. Deep under his skin. And now, he knows that he’s not the only one affected.

Now, the only question is… Does he abide by what everyone keeps insisting -that you’re off limits, or does he act on what he wants most?

It’s gonna be a long night for Pietro Maximoff. A very long night.