#char: pietro maximoff

[excelsiorfics]

(sometimes goodbye is a) second chance

Date: March 25, 2024 Author: mattmurderock Rating: General Word Count/Status: 8,606, complete Dynamic: Pietro Maximoff & Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff & Erik Lehnsherr, Pietro Maximoff/Clint Barton Characters: Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Erik Lehnsherr, Steve Rogers, Clint Barton, Janet van Dyne, various other Avengers Tags: Family Dynamics, Daddy Issues, Angst,

Summary: In the wake of Magneto's stunning revelation, Pietro Maximoff tries to cope with his past, his present, and his future.

[maximoffromanoffs]

.•° ✿ °•. WANDANAT’S KIDS °•. ✿ .•°

Parents: Natasha Romanoff & Wanda Maximoff

Children: Rose Romanoff, Grace Maximoff & Charlotte Maximoff

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Honestly this is mainly for us, but if anyone would enjoy reading about our family, feel free🤍

ABOUT THE FAMILY

Rose is 4 years older than Grace and Charlotte, and they are twins.

Natasha is mom/momma. Wanda is mama.

Natasha gave birth to Rose, and Wanda to Grace and Charlotte.

Godparents:

Rose: Maria & Clint

Charlotte: Yelena & Thor

Grace: Pietro & Carol

Fighting abilities/powers:

Rose: Copy of Nat, she trained her in hand to hand combat.

Charlotte: No powers straight away but develops mind reading abilities like her mama.

Grace: Copy of Wanda’s wiggly woos, but purple rather than red.

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ONE SHOTS

- Drunk momma

- Visiting grandparents

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Q&A:

Who would be the strictest parent? Realistically Natasha would be strict, and fairly scary when you were in trouble. Wanda would be more calm and level headed.

Do the girls know their mothers’ families? Yes. Both Natasha and Wanda’s families. Their uncle Pietro of course, his goofy nature reflecting in his youngest niece Grace. They’re close to their aunt Yelena too, who quickly picked a favourite in her cheeky niece Lottie, often stealing her to spent time with her favourite little one. They also see their grandparents: Melina and Alexei. The twins being a little scared of both, while Rose adores her grandma Melina, opting to stay close whenever she gets the chance to.

Do the mothers have favourites? They love their daughters all equally, but yes, they do have favourites, like the girls have a favourite mother. Given that Nat managed to have a baby girl despite the sterilisation from the Red Room, she couldn’t help when her eldest stole a certain place in her heart. Wanda adores all of her kids but Grace spends her time following her mama around like a little duckling, and Wanda also couldn’t help it when she found herself favouring her littlest. Now Lottie is just everyone’s favourite, she’s so sweet and lovable that just everyone adores her, especially her sisters.

Do they have any pets? Yes. Charlotte has a cat, whose name is Smoky, she’s white and grey. Nat and Wanda have strict rules about where Smoky can be because Rose is allergic to cats, so they try keep her to Char’s room mainly. Grace has a white bunny rabbit called Thumper.

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Comforting (from the girls’ pov)

Mom (Natasha) would love to play with your hair, and braid it whenever you would let her.

If you had a nightmare they would both rush into your room and carry you back to theirs, first like washing your face with some cool water and maybe taking you downstairs to have a drink and get some fresh air or offer you some fruit. Then they’ll take you back upstairs where they’ll like keep you cuddled between them; Nat would play with your hair while wanda rubs circles on your back. Wanda would either hum a sokovian lullaby or maybe read you a story if she needed to soothe you. You’d either lay between them or on top of one of them and fall back to sleep quickly and Wanda would use her magic to give you a nice dream and to make sure you don’t have another bad one.

Moms also do a date night twice every month and on those nights the girls have to play a board game or just any game and whoever wins gets to choose who to stay with.

Mama always does the cooking, usually playing her favourite music and singing along as she does.

Natasha loves to train with Rose, it’s one of her favourite things to do.

Everytime Yelena comes to visit the girls, she always runs for Charlotte first, picking her up and swinging her around.

The mothers are fairly protective, particularly Natasha, always wanting to make sure her babies are safe and okay. Rose is also very protective over her little sisters, never wanting them to fight and upset each other, but definitely not letting anyone else upset them.

On the days where you really don’t feel like you can do anything, such as eat, wash, even get up. She’ll always be there to assist you. She’ll bring you food and even feed you herself if it’s that hard. She wouldn’t mind either as if would break her heart but she has always loved being needed, especially by her children. So she would feed you, then help you change if it was necessary. She’d do little things to encourage you to get up, such as say “if you walk with me to the bathroom then I’ll order you something of your Amazon wish list” or something corny like that. She’ll help you wash, say like sit you on the bathroom floor and just clean your face with a flannel. She’ll stay in bed with you and watch some of your favourite movies. She’ll read to you. She will remind you that everything is going to be okay and that you’re loved and safe. She’ll just do everything in her power to cheer you up. Wanda would hold you as you cry, holding you tightly so you can’t move or act impulsively, she would just hold you tight as sometimes being held tightly like that can help calm people down. She wouldn’t let you go and just keep reaffirming the same comforting words over and over again until you where a lot calmer again. Then talking it over with you. She would just be there and she would make sure you know that you are loved more than anything, especially by her.

Nat will spoil us with presents whenever she sees any that reminds her of one of us, she be coming home with at least five gifts and that happens like three times a week, Wanda sometimes tells her off for it, bc the presents sometimes take a big space of the house, like the bouncy house she placed in the living room on a random day, bc it reminded her of us, especially on our birthdays we’ll get lots one time even Disney cruise tickets.

Wanda will always do her best to make sure we are never feeling lonely, she’ll constantly check in on us even if we aren’t in the mood but she will do it anyways. She will always ask if you wanna play a game, cuddle, talk or even just sit in silence. If you’d prefer to be alone she’d make sure you where in the right mindset before letting you do your own thing, still being suspicious and watching over you but giving you your space. She loves 1 on 1 time as well as family time, but sometimes she prefers to just be the 2 of you so she can check in on you more personally. Like ask you how everything’s going without it being so much pressure as it isn’t in front of anyone so you feel as if you can really open up, and she’d always reassure you that it’s okay if you where to do so. She’d keep you close and gives you many kisses.

Momma tickles us whenever she gets the chance too, she’s braiding your hair? Tickle monster is coming, you’re watching a movie? Tickle monster is coming too, you’re reading/ doing homework? Tickle monster is always here bc she just wants to hear our laughs bc they bring so much joy to her, and after all of that tickling torture, she’ll give you a big hug and a peck.

Nat would check on our bedrooms, late at night to make sure everyone is comfy in their bed, and have their blankets covering them to make them feel warm at night, and to make sure everyone is okay and not having any nightmares, she sometimes can’t resist cuddling with us while we’re fast asleep. Once she’s sure that all of us are okay she’d give us some forehead and cheek kisses before going back to sleep.

Wanda would use her magic to calm anxiety. Hear me out on this, she can use her wiggly woos to quieten our mind with the things we like, and to just calm our body in general. It’s like if she had a net for the butterflies in our stomach. She’s great at words of wisdom and saying things that are helpful in the moment. Nat is great at life advice and is always helpful in that way.

Nat likes our hair, she’s always trying to braid it or style it in one way or another. She likes to try unique hairstyles and will usually have us sat on a pillow as she’ll carefully like braid our hairs or plait them. She was also always on head lice patrol when we were younger.

Wanda loves to sing sokovian lullabies to us no matter our age and she’s been doing it to us since we where little, she specifically does it calm us down or to get us to sleep or if we’ve had a bad day.

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I Love You In Every Universe | Wanda Maximoff

Summary: After the events of Avengers: Endgame, Wanda enlists the help of Agatha Harkness to help her move on from the death of Vision

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Male Reader

Warnings: Angst, violence

Word Count: 3.8K

A/N: This was a request I received on Wattpad from @joewatt111.  A bit of a twist on Multiverse of Madness if you will...enjoy!

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When Agatha Harkness heard a knock on her door earlier, she hadn’t anticipated seeing Wanda Maximoff standing at her front door.  Agatha took one look at her and couldn’t help but feel bad: her eyes were bloodshot from crying and tears streamed down her face.  The bags under her eyes showed she hadn’t slept in days.  And in her hands she clutched a photograph, its edges charred and torn from the explosion that destroyed her former home.  She warily invited Wanda in, offering her a cup of tea.  As Agatha put the kettle on and rummaged for some tea bags, Wanda recounted the events of the previous week.  She explained how the last thing she remembered before being undusted and fighting Thanos was watching him murder Vision in front of her.  Agatha listened intently to the young witch’s story, wondering why she was even in her house telling her all of this in the first place.  She had no idea who this woman was anyway or why she was in her house.  While extending a steaming mug to her, Wanda told Agatha what she wanted: to have Agatha cast a spell to make her find a new soulmate.    

“Wanda, I’m telling you, witch to witch, this isn’t the best idea,” Agatha warned as the younger witch stood in the corner of her basement eyeing the Darkhold.  

“I don’t care.  I want you to do it.  I can’t deal with this anymore.”  Wanda’s voice was strained with pain as she spoke.  She stared at the book sitting in front of her, running her fingers haphazardly over the embossed cover.

“Sweetheart, listen to me.  I know you’re hurting right now but this isn’t the answer,” Agatha responded.  “There’s no magic in the world that will fix this.  You need to grieve for him.” “I am grieving,” Wanda snapped, her eyes glowing red.  “I have been grieving every day of my life.  I’ve grieved for my parents, for Pietro, and now for Vision.  Do you know what that does to a person?  How it eats away at every fiber of your being from the moment you wake up to the moment you fall asleep until there’s almost nothing left except the worst of you?”  She was utterly broken.  The world was crashing down around her and drowning her in a steady stream of sorrow.  For the first time in her life, Wanda Maximoff felt completely and utterly hopeless.  

Agatha sighed as she saw the anger drawing up in Wanda.  She paced back and forth away from her as she thought of a way to help her without causing any more damage.  “Look,” she finally said as she turned to face her.  “I can do what you’re asking.  But there are risks.  You need to understand that this spell will-” “I don’t care what the risks are.  Just do it,” Wanda hissed.  She slapped the table with her hands, causing the Darkhold to fall off its stand.  She quickly replaced it in its rightful spot.

“Fine.”  Agatha flicked her wrist, the cursed book whizzing past Wanda’s head as she summoned it to her person.  She knew the spell she needed and had the book reveal its dark spell to her.  “Just don’t expect me to pick up the mess you make.”

Wanda looked at her eagerly.  All she wanted was for the pain to stop and it was within her grasp. She was abuzz with anticipation as she stared at Agatha poring over the Darkhold’s spells for the one that would finally bring her the happily ever after she’d always wanted.

“Okay so just stand right there.  This won’t take but a minute.”  Bright red orbs appeared around Agatha as she instructed Wanda.  They were sloppy and misshapen, connected by black tendrils that linked them together in a sort of cocoon around her head.  She filed through them until she found the one she needed, reaching forward with a hand to summon the spell to her.

As Agatha began to chant the incantation, Wanda found herself being sucked into a completely different world.  Her reality grew black around her, closing in on her eyes as she felt herself being jerked back as though a rope was wrapped around her midsection.  She squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to stave off the disorientation but she could still feel the world falling around her.  When she opened her eyes, she realized she wasn’t in a different reality.  She was somewhere in the depths of her subconscious, a strange world being manipulated by the dark magic inhabiting her mind.  Red and purple tendrils danced in front of her field of view, battling to see which one would take prominence.  Her eyes darted back and forth as she looked for literally anything.  That’s when she saw him.

It was just a face.  He was human.  He was handsome.  He was smiling.  He had kind eyes.  He had Y/H/C hair.  That was it.  Nothing more, nothing less.  She gazed at him with wonder, her heart fluttering as he broke out in laughter.  She hadn’t felt so giddy in such a long time.  Of course this would be the man she fell in love with.  She knew nothing about him but something about this handsome stranger made her feel at home.  He radiated the warmth of a winter night’s bonfire: warm and inviting.  

Before she knew it Wanda found herself lying on the damp floor back in reality.  Agatha leaned over her, a look of concern plastered on her face as she watched Wanda fall out of her trance.  Wanda pushed herself up on her elbows, breathing heavily as she stared up at the older woman.  “Who is he?” she asked frantically.  “How do I find him?”

“If you had let me finish, you would’ve learned that this spell only shows you the face of your soulmate.”  She extended her hand to Wanda, pulling her back onto her feet.  

“But how do I find him?”  She was desperate.  This stranger, who already felt so familiar, was out of her grasp.  She needed him more than she’d ever needed anyone before.  He was the answer to her problems, the way for the pain to stop.

“I think you know the answer, hon,” Agatha replied, her eyes darting to the unholy book that sat on the altar of sins in front of her.

“The Darkhold,” Wanda murmured.  She stumbled over to the table, her legs still weak from the recent ordeal.  As she grabbed the book, she heard voices calling out to her.  The whispers were unintelligible, merely a cacophony of garbled sounds fighting to share their dark secrets with her.  

“Wanda,” she warned.  “You’re not ready for what’s coming if you open that book.  Let me help you.” “No,” Wanda snapped, her eyes glowing red as she whipped her head around to look at Agatha.  “I don’t need your help.”  She hugged the book close to her chest as she backed out of the basement.  “I’ve got to find him.”

Agatha sighed.  She knew there was nothing she could do to stop her from leaving with the Darkhold.  Wanda was a woman driven by grief.  The rawness of her loss prevented her from thinking rationally.  As much as she was hurting, it pained Agatha to think of what was coming.  But she knew that this was a lesson Wanda was going to have to learn for herself.  So against her better judgment, she let Wanda go.

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Over the next few days, Wanda locked herself away in the desolate cabin in the woods.  She spent her waking hours studying the Darkhold, the whispers becoming more coherent the further she descended into darkness.  She searched for anything that might help her uncover the identity of the man from her vision.  At night she dreamt about him.  They started off the same as her vision: just his face.  Over time the dreams evolved.  She eventually saw herself with him, living a peaceful life in a house in a small suburb.  They were glimpses into a life where she could be truly happy once and for all.  With each passing day Wanda grew more and more desperate, gravitating toward darker and more dangerous spells until she found one that could help her: dreamwalking.  Dreamwalking would allow her to possess the body of an alternate self.  If she possessed the version of herself that was living with this man she could find him.  Once she found him, she’d have to find a way to jump through the multiverse to his universe to be with him.  But she could do it.  Through her exploration of sin she’d come to realize a fuller extent of her powers, learning that her magic was stronger than she ever imagined.

On the night she decided to test out her dreamwalking theory, she wandered around the cabin gathering all the candles she could find.  While picking up one that sat on the dresser in her bedroom, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror for the first time in what seemed like days.  She barely recognized herself.  Her face was pale and gaunt, her eyes sunken from the lack of sleep and the hours of strain she imposed on them through her endless studying.  Her hair was disheveled and falling out of the messy bun she’d tied.  Running her hands through her hair, she noticed her fingertips were stained black.  The corruption of her soul was stained on her skin like the blood that haunted Lady Macbeth.  But Wanda didn’t feel corrupted.  For the first time in a long time she felt in control.

Setting the candles up in a circle around her and summoning the Darkhold to her impious site, Wanda began to cast the spell.  She found herself falling into the throes of this dark magic, surrendering her physical body to the feeling of weightlessness as her consciousness flew through depths of the multiverse.  She focused intently on her doppelganger, the version of herself that was with him, as she felt herself fall into the abyss…

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Wanda woke with a gasp as she dropped the dish she was drying on the floor, shattering it into a thousand pieces.

“Wanda?  Are you okay?” she heard a voice call from another room.  She didn’t know how to respond.  She had no idea who’s voice that was until she saw a man walk into the room.

“Honey, are you okay?” the stranger asked.  

“You,” she gasped.  It was him: the man from the vision.  This was her soulmate.  This was the man who was supposed to make her happy again.  What on earth could she possibly say to him?

“Well, yeah, duh it’s me.  Who were you expecting, Steve?” he chuckled, shaking his head as he saw the shattered dish scattered around the floor.  “Everything okay?”

“You’re the man from my vision.”  She couldn’t help but stare at him.  It was the first time she had seen more than just his face.  She was taking in every inch of him, how he looked dressed in his grey sweatpants and cutoff Avengers hoodie, how he stood in the presence of her, how he made her feel instantly at home.

“I thought we weren’t going to talk about our visions until later tonight, but hey if you want to talk about them now I’m down with that,” he joked with a wink.  She swooned at his insinuation.

“No.  We don’t need to talk about them.  I saw you in my vision.  You’re my soulmate, the one who’s supposed to take away all this pain.  And now I’ve found you.”  Wanda felt herself growing possessive over the stranger.  She was bubbling with a jealousy towards the woman whose body she was inhabiting.  This woman had what she wanted and she would do anything to make herself the only woman in this man’s life.  “I’ve found you and I’m not going to let you go.  Ever.”  She felt her lips twist upward in a menacing smile as she flicked her wrist, causing all the doors and windows in the house to slam shut and lock.

“Wanda, what’s going on?” he asked.  Something was…off.  She was behaving strangely.  The grin that spread on her face made him uncomfortable.  But the way her eyes started to glow red was completely unlike her.  She’d sworn off magic after retiring from the Avengers.  So seeing her use her magic like this told him that something was horribly wrong.

“Nothing’s wrong, darling.  I finally have you where I want you and now that I have you, everything’s going to be so much better.” She slunk towards him as she spoke, her voice eerily deep and sultry as she ravaged him with her eyes.  Her heart was practically beating out of her chest with the knowledge that everything was falling into place.

The man slowly backed away as Wanda walked towards him.  He felt a sense of doom looming as she crossed the floor, stepping on the broken glass and conjuring a red ball of magic with her hand.  “Wanda, I don’t know what’s going on, but you need to stop,” he told her as he raised his hand up in front of him.

“No!” she snapped.  “I’ve spent too much time trying to find you to let you go.  You’re my soulmate.  That’s what Agatha told me.  You’re supposed to be the one to make me happy again.”  She felt tears gathering in the corners of her eyes as she spoke.

“Wanda, I’m serious.  Back. Off.” he warned.

“NO!” She threw the magic at him.  He dove out of the way, slamming into the couch as the magic blew a hole in the wall.  She was seething.  He was supposed to be her soulmate, so why was he fighting her?  He climbed over the couch and rolled off the back as Wanda threw it against the wall, shattering the window.

“What the hell?” he shouted, incredibly confused as to why his wife was attacking him in their living room.  Before he had the chance to jump up and run away, he felt something wrap itself around his ankle and drag him across the floor.  He struggled to pull himself away, reaching for the leg of the coffee table.  But Wanda destroyed it with a blast of magic, leaving him unable to resist her.  As the red tendrils dragged him across the floor and flipped him over so that he was on his back, he saw her staring down at him, the same terrifying grin plastered on her face as he found himself being flipped upright and levitated in front of him.

“Come now, my love,” she cooed as she stroked his cheek with the back of her hand, the action making his blood run cold.  “You don’t want to make me mad now, do you?  Not after all the work I put in to get here, to find you.  You don’t know how many worlds I searched through just to find you”

He was thoroughly confused.  What did she mean when she talked about all the work she put in?  His mind was racing as he struggled to pull an explanation together.  Suddenly it hit him like a rock.  “You’re not my Wanda, are you?” he asked.

Wanda paused.  “Of course I’m your Wanda,” she spat, grabbing his face harshly. He shook his head against her strong grip.  “No, no you’re not.  You’re dreamwalking, aren’t you?”  The grip on his face loosened as Wanda stared at him in horror.  

“How do you know what that is?” she pressed.

“Wanda, I’m married to a witch.  A very powerful witch who has an extensive knowledge of magic, both good and bad.”  He smiled weakly at her.  “A witch who has since given up the use of her magic, well, except on the nights neither of us wants to do the dishes.”

Wanda recoiled in horror.  She didn’t know what was going on.  “I don’t understand.  Agatha said that you’re my soulmate.  I don’t understand what’s going on.  You’re supposed to love me, not her!”  Tears began streaming down her face as she started to lose control of her emotions.  “She said she could do the spell!”

The man watched as Wanda backed herself into the wall, crumbling down and curling herself into a ball as she cried into her arms.  He felt bad for this other Wanda.  She was a woman in immense pain who had gone to great lengths to alleviate her suffering.  She’d been captured by the Darkhold, which had fed her lies and corrupted her down the very fibers of her soul.  It was gut-wrenching to watch her suffer like this.  A lump formed in his throat as he watched her break down completely.

“Wanda,” he whispered.  “Let me go.”  She looked up at him, her eyes bloodshot as tears smeared the makeup around her eyes.  Nodding, she flicked her wrist.  He felt himself being lowered to the ground as the strands of magic disappeared from view.  As the witch sniffled, he extended his hand to her, gently pulling her to her feet.  She looked at the ground, crying, too ashamed to look at him.  “Hey, look at me.”  He lifted her chin with his hand, bringing her head up so he could look her in the eye.  “You’ve been through a lot, haven’t you?��  He was trying to be gentle with her.  

“Everyone I love is dead,” she cried.  “Mama, Papa, Pietro, and now Vision.  He was my…” she trailed off, unable to finish her thought.

“He was your person, wasn’t he?” Wanda nodded.  “I’m sorry.  About all of them.  I don’t know who Vision is, but my Wanda’s lost her family, too.  And I know how hard it is for her.  But what I don’t know is why you got involved with the Darkhold.”

“I wanted to find another soulmate.  I didn’t want to hurt anymore.  I found a witch who could cast the spell to help me find who it is and I saw you.  I didn’t know your name or where you lived or anything.  So I used the Darkhold to track you down.  Once I was able to dreamwalk, I was going to find a way into this universe to be with you,” she admitted.  She was ashamed at what she’d done, embarrassed at the way she’d let herself be tempted by the dark magic.

“Oh Wanda,” he sighed, caressing her cheek with his thumb.  “What have you done?”

“I don’t know.  I’m sorry,” she cried.  “I still don’t even know your name.” “Really?” he chuckled.  “”Well it’s Y/N.  Y/N L/N.  In this world, you’re my wife.”

She smiled.  “How long have we been married?”

“A little over a year.  But we’ve been together almost a decade.  We met in high school and that was that.” “Do we have any kids?”

“One on the way,” Y/N smiled as he glanced down at Wanda’s stomach.  “We just found out last week, so we haven’t told anyone yet.  But we’re so excited to have a little one of our own.” Wanda smiled as she looked down at her stomach.  She wasn’t showing, it was too early.  But she felt a sense of wonder and excitement knowing that this other her was about to embark on the journey of motherhood for the first time.  “I’m sorry for hurting you.  And for taking over your wife’s body.”

“I forgive you,” he replied.  “My wife might not, but I do.  You’ve been through so much and you just want to be happy.  I understand that.  But this isn’t your world, Wanda, and you’re not my wife.”

“I know,” she sighed.  “But I don’t want to go.”  She wiped her face with her hand, sniffling as she turned to use her magic to clean up the broken dish by the sink.

“You have to, sweetheart.  I don’t think my Wanda would enjoy spending the rest of her life being trapped in her mind.”

“I know.  I just don’t want to leave you.”

“You’ll be okay,” Y/N soothed.  He empathized with this other Wanda, feeling bad that she would return to a world where she was completely and utterly devoid of love.  But there was nothing he could do to ease her suffering.  She would have to piece herself back together one day at a time.

“Y/N?” she asked.

“Yeah?”

“Can you kiss me?”

“Wanda-” “Please?” She felt herself welling up again, scared of losing yet another someone.

He sighed, a soft smile spreading across his face as he brought his hands to her waist, pulling her in close as he leaned in to press a tender kiss to her lips.  For the few moments their lips touched, Wanda felt nothing but pure bliss.  She savored in the sweetness of his lips, how they felt pressed up against hers.  As he broke the kiss, he leaned his forehead against hers.

“I love you in every universe, Wanda,” he whispered.  “But now you have to go and let me have my wife back.”

She sniffled as she smiled.  Taking a step back from Y/N, she sighed as she brought herself out of the spell and back into her own body.

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“Told you there’d be consequences,” Agatha smirked as Wanda sat across the table from her, holding a cup of tea in her hands.  “But no, you wanted to do it yourself and look where you are now, mourning not only Vision but this soulmate you’ll never have as well.”

Wanda looked down at her own mug, too ashamed to respond.

“And let’s not mention the fact you’ve been toying with the Darkhold.  Nope, nothing dangerous there.”

“Teach me,” Wanda said, still looking down at her mug.  “Teach me how to do it safely.”

“Wanda-” “I’m serious.  I need help, Agatha.  I think you’re the only one who can help me right now.”

Agatha sighed, taking a sip of her tea.  “You’re darn right, kiddo.  You should’ve let me help in the first place.  But honey, you need to sort out your priorities first.  Get your mind set with this whole Vision thing, give me the Darkhold, and come get me when you’re in a better spot.  I don’t need to clean up any more messes in this world.”  She stood up, pushing her chair in as she started to leave the kitchen.  “Your room is the first one on the left after you get upstairs.  Take as much time as you need.”

Wanda sighed, gripping the mug tighter in her hands as the warmth from the liquid seeped into her body.  She knew that she’d have to go through the process of grieving all over again.  But as she started the proper mourning process for Vision, she heard a small voice echoing through her mind: I love you in every universe

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“It won't work.” You said as you followed Wanda. She chuckled and glanced at you, stopping near a large tree that had several branches reaching out and twisting.

“Won't it?” She asked. You nodded and looked around, seeing if there was some way to escape. Though you weren’t in a rush to escape from Wanda. Many people who discovered just how powerful you were tried to harness your power. But so far, Wanda had simply wanted you to hear her out and listen to her plan.

"People have been after me for a thousand years, but I'm always one step ahead." You said quickly. She laughed, loudly, musically. Her world rippled and rolled around her as if her delight at your comment vibrated the air around her.

“You weren’t one step ahead of me.  Found you in a week.” She reminded you. She continued to walk and her cabin slowly came into view as you followed.

“You knew about my powers.” You pointed out as she stopped and sat on the steps of her home. You watched her. She smiled and patted the step beside her the way she’d do when you came back from a mission, weary and exhausted. 

“I could restore the ones people stole from you. I could remove the limitations that Stark put in you.” Wanda offered. Looking at her, up close, you could still see Wanda. There was a strange air around her as if her grief had snatched away a part of her, the part that was calmness and stability. Now she seemed to be always in movement even when still. 

“No one would be able to stop me.” You said with concern.

“Exactly.” Wanda smiled at you and you frowned.

“What exactly would you want me to do with my power?” You asked her and she smiled even wider.

“You could fix everything. My boys. Vis. Pietro. You could bring them all to me.” her eyes glazed and the smile changed. She had changed. You’d tried to help at Westview but you’d lost track of her. She hadn’t seemed this different then and it wasn’t so long ago.

“Strange said if I did any of that I could fold the universe in on itself.” You reminded her quietly. Wanda rolled her eyes and stood up abruptly.

“What does Strange know? We could do it together. I could stop anything bad from happening and you could bring them back. We’re all we need. Think about the power you would have.” Wanda was angrily pleading now as if she had expected you to agree right away.

“(Y/N)!” You heard me calling out from somewhere. You couldn’t see them and ignored what they said. Getting up you tried to take a step toward Wanda.

“I don’t want the power to destroy the world.” You said quietly and she scoffed, rolling her eyes.

“I’m offering you the power to make our own. You’re going to need it.” She vanished as she spoke. Her eyes were the last thing you saw before you were suddenly falling off the side of a building in the city. You yelled until a portal opened in front of you. The city was charred and shattered. People fled away from you as you softly landed on the ground.

“(Y/N).” Wong said as he hurried over.

“I’m ok… what happened?” You asked.

“Something or someone took over your body.” Strange said as he landed beside you.

“Wanda?” You said quietly.

“No. This was something else.” Wong assured you. Swallowing you turned, feeling something watching you. Off in the distance, you saw a red smudge vanish from a rooftop with a clear view of the street.

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[tepkunset]

What chars would you consider good jewish rep then for the mcu?

I mean, I'm not Jewish, so I can't speak on behalf of those who are for what is good representation?

I can certainly share some example Marvel Comics heroes that I think are pretty cool and also Jewish though:

Magneto

Marc Spector

Kitty Pryde

Billy Kaplan

Ben Grimm

Melissa Gold

Lorna Dane

Wanda Maximoff*

Pietro Maximoff*

*In current canon they are no longer ethnically Jewish, but for most of existence and the canon that most fans prefer, they are

[arcadiafm]

some wanted connections that may interest any lurkers !!

[ FINEAS ISLEY-QUINZEL ] is looking for a [ EX FROM HIGH SCHOOL WHO BROKE HIS HEART ] connection, who is [ 27-29 ] years old and looks like [ PHOEBE BRIDGERS, AYO EDEBIRI, SAOIRSE RONAN, DAISY EDGAR JONES (CAN BE ANY GENDER I JUST DON'T KNOW MALE FCS THAT WELL) ]. [ HAN ] [ KINDA DOES ] require to be contacted prior to applying. ( so they dated in high school and both are part of the ' gotham city rogues' kids [ nygma, crane, zsasz, penguin, freeze, selina, strange, etc etc ]. they dated for a few years and she broke his heart … and cheated on him with his best friend at the time. [ if someone also wants to bring in the person she cheated on him with just lmk!! they were best friends until this whole thing happened and finn cut off all contact with both. also the best friend would also have gotham related parents! but pls neither chars parents should be the joker for obv reasons sdkfgndkg )

[ ST. JOHN ALLERDYCE ] is looking for a [ ROMANTIC ] connection, who is [ 40+ ] years old and looks like [ PEDRO PASCAL, HUGH DANCY, SEBASTIAN STAN, JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN, JON BERNTHAL / BUT TBH TOTALLY UTP ]. [ MARLIN ] [ DOES KINDA ] require to be contacted prior to applying. ( i love love love bobby drake + st. john allerdyce but i am happy for any man who could've stolen his heart <3 preferably enemies to lovers, or something along those lines. slow burn, maybe someone who doesn't agree with st. john's lifestyle and so on and so forth ! in another server me and my friend also ship my st. john with pietro maximoff, and i had a wade wilson ship with him before as well soo. )

[ MALACHI ALDINE-HALLER ] is looking for a [ ROMANTIC / QUEER PLATONIC EX / SITUATIONSHIP ] connection, who is [ 25 - 30 ] years old and looks like [ UTP ]. [ MARLIN ] [ DOES ] require to be contacted prior to applying. ( malachi doesn't make connections of any kind easily and usually pushes them away because trying to keep relationships is pretty hard if you die at random and with no real control over this. however, i think a partner for them would be very cute :') doesn't even need to be anything long term, or too serious but they deserve love and have a lot of affection to offer. for the right person. )

[ GAEA MUNROE-HOWLETT ] is looking for a [ ROMANTIC INTEREST? ] connection, who is [ 29+ ] years old and looks like [ RYAN GOSLING, HARRY STYLES, PETER GADIOT, DENISE MERCEDES, YUMI NU / UTP, ANY GENDER! ]. [ HAN ] [ DOES ] require to be contacted prior to applying. ( so, i'm currently playing with the idea of gaea moving on from her ex [ who she was engaged to + they had a child together prior to his death ], i think moving forward for her would be healthy, so i'd love to see her find love again when she was so traumatized by her previous relationship. it can be something slow - burning, or something more fast - paced, which is more gaea's pace with relationships. she loves very deeply. being comfortable with gaea having a small child is ofc very important. it doesn't have to be 'endgame' either, but they do need to like stormi. )

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[incorrectbeginagain]

Erik Lehnsherr: Wanda, do you have anything to say to your brother?

Wanda Maximoff: I’m sorry I flicked flour in your face.

Erik Lehnsherr: Pietro?

Pietro Maximoff: I’m sorry you’re my sister.

[thephoenixgossip]

give us some gossip hun

Bring out your sippy cups because I’m about to spill some tea! It would appear that our resident demon boy, Hayden, has found himself a boyfriend in none other than our local Pink Ranger, Casey. Bless the child who marries into that family. Not only do you have to impress the Avengers, but you also have to worry about impressing the Demon Prince side of the family. Talk about pressure! 

Speaking of Clint’s kids, have you noticed Pietro Maximoff’s been spending a lot of time with Blayze Graves lately? Interesting, interesting! That’s something to keep an eye on. Someone should really warn that kid about the Archangels in the Magic Shop though. If you think Demon Princes and Avengers are hard to impress, you should see the Archangels. Does Michael smile? I don’t think I’ve ever seen him smile. Well, except when he’s in Zatanna’s presence maybe. Rumor has it he’s finally owned up to his feelings for the leggy magician. It only took a dead body to bring this out, but hey, progress is progress. Gabriel and Jophiel, we’re looking at you next. Wanda, you too! 

@seizcd, @cvseyhart, @ofmaximoffspeed, @blayzcit, @ofwarriors, @zztophat

[livebcldly-blog]

@advcnturously​

The return to Avengers Tower was always something to behold. People came out onto the streets, cheering for their heroes, waving Iron Man flags and carrying replicas of Cap’s shields. There were a few, a much smaller number, of children dressed in blue with a lightning bolt across their chest, and others waving their hands, attempting to replicate Wanda’s magic. Pietro told himself that was why he couldn’t join in on the festivities like the other Avengers did. He told himself that’s why he didn’t feel proud, why he didn’t get that grin on his face like Stark did when they returned.

The only place Pietro felt like he could enjoy himself wasn’t at a party in a penthouse -- it was when he showed up at MJ’s place with a cake crudely decorated, his poor attempt at drawing himself in icing. “Hey,” he said, coming to a halt in the middle of her kitchen. He’d done it so many times now that he doubted she would even flinch, but he always secretly hoped she would. He liked seeing the outrage on her face. “I know how big a fan you are of Quicksilver, and I know I get jealous about it considering I am obviously your best friend, but I saw him on the news today and his ass really is something. So, I got you him on a cake.” He brandished the cake, a grin on his face as he did so. “What have you been up to? Not wallowing in missing me, I hope.”

[mthofferings2018]

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[nothinghcppens]

bad liar - pietro maximoff

masterlist

pair: pietro maximoff x female!reader

summary: y/n is the new addition to the avengers, she was introduced to tony stark by nick fury who had heard of her special abilities after she was seen saving a building of people from an attack. when she gets introduced to the team she is taken in immediately, but others seem to not be as keen to get to know her.

warnings: swearing, mentions of trauma

“right, y/n.” tony stark said to you as he led you up the stairs of the avengers tower, “there’s going to be a lot of people here, it might be overwhelming. try not to freak out.”

“i promise you i’ll be fine, it’s them i’m worried about. have you told them what’s wrong with me?” you replied, following behind him. he stopped outside a large foggy glass door.

“there’s nothing wrong with you. these guys are the freaks.” he joked with a slight grin. you rolled your eyes and shook your head. the bearded man, who you had already began to enjoy the company of, placed his hand on your shoulder. “come on kid, let’s make a good first impression.” he pushed open the door and walked in, you stepping in behind him.

the room went silent as the large group of people looked at you. they were sat on the two sofas, a few on the floor. you immediately recognised a few of them, steve rogers and natasha romanoff stood out amongst the crowd, you saw them on the news all the time.

“okay losers, meet y/n y/l/n. she’s our new recruit.” he announced as he clapped his hands together. they all stood up and approached you, you’re eyes widening. you’re eyes scanned the group, now seeing clint barton and sam wilson. standing at the back of the group were a brunette girl and a blonde boy and floating slightly to the left was a red man with a mysterious glowing gem in his head.

“you probably already know steve, natasha, clint and sam.” tony said, gesturing towards them.

“yep, you’re pretty famous round these parts.” you explained, causing laughter from each of them.

“nice to meet you, y/n.” steve greeted, putting out his hand for you to shake.

you glanced at tony before taking his hand and shaking it lightly. “very... formal.” you noted with a grin.

“he’s very traditional.” tony commented, his smile copying yours.

“who’s the red dude?” you asked. the group let out a collective chuckle.

“vision, but the red dude works too.” he said, lowering himself to the ground.

“at the back we have the twins. come on you two, introduce yourselves.” tony called. the two pushed their way to the front, the girl with a smile on her face.

“i’m wanda, very excited to be working with you.” she said. you smiled and looked to the scowling boy next to wanda.

“pietro.” he stated. he was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and a tight fitting t-shirt that accentuated his arms and chest. he was very attractive.

“well, can’t please everyone.” you commented, noting his cold demeanour.

they all eventually made their way to the couches again, everyone wanting to get to know you. tony had gave you a coffee and you sat on the carpet with your back against the sofa. wanda and nat joined you on the floor and the rest sat on the leather sofas.

“so, y/n.” nat started, glancing around at the team. “what’s your special talent?”

“i thought you told them?!” you exclaimed at tony.

“i didn’t say that!” he replied, chuckling. you groaned and stood up, ready to showcase your “special talent”.

“i need a volunteer.” you announced with a smirk, “or multiple.” confused looks were shared between the team. “fine. i’ll choose. wanda, steve and mr grumpy over there.” you said, pointing at pietro. he seemed to clearly not like you, so why not annoy him a little.

the three of them stood up and you led them to a clear space in the room. “who wants to go first?” you asked. tony leant back on the char as steve stepped forward, ready for the show. “go on then captain, give me your best shot.” you teased, throwing your arms up in a fighting stance.

a smile grew on his face and he went to throw a punch with his ‘super solider strength’ but you caught his arm and spun him around, pulling his arm behind him. you felt his strength flow through you as you ‘copied’ his powers. your knee flew up and hit his back, causing him to grunt and fall to the floor.

“okay so what? you can fight, there’s plenty of people like that here.” pietro commented with a scoff. his sokovian accent was thick but his english was fantastic.

“fine then, speedy. your turn.” you stated and steve stood up and laughed. “sorry captain, someone had to go first.” he retreated back to the group, taking his seat again. you took a step to the side, now standing in front of pietro who was glaring you down. you beckoned him with your hands and he cracked his neck before starting in a run towards you. you focused your mind on him and you mimicked his powers, running away at his pace. you ended up behind him and he stopped, confused. he turned around and you saw his eyebrows furrow. he ran towards you again but you sped towards him and grabbed his wrist from behind him, preventing him from moving any further.

“what the fuck?” he cursed, looking at you with anger in his eyes.

“aw what? mad that you aren’t the only fast one anymore?” you taunted, a dramatic pout on your face. he scoffed and ripped his hand from your grip, stomping back to the team. “i don’t think he likes me very much.” you could see tony’s amused face from where he sat, he sent you a wink and you turned to face wanda who was buzzing with excitement.

“is he always like that?” you asked, gesturing towards the blonde boy.

“only when he feels intimidated.” she replied, her accent similar to her brother’s.

“you ready?” you questioned.

“always.” she said, her hands glowing red.

you concentrated on her, absorbing her abilities. your hands began to glow the same red as hers and you flicked your hand towards her, lifting her from the floor. she retaliated by thrusting her hand at you, causing you to be thrown against the wall. you pushed yourself up and tossed her across the room where she landed at the team.

“ta-dah!” you said with a dramatic curtsy.

“copying people’s abilities. i like you kid.” sam announced, standing up and helping wanda get to her feet. he walked over to you and clapped his hand on your shoulder, “i think this calls for a celebration. after y/n gets settled in, let’s crack open the drinks!” everyone cheered in agreement.

“we’ll take you to your room.” nat explained with wanda at her side. you were shown to your room where all your belongings had been brought up.

your two new friends helped you choose an outfit for the night and sat with you while you got ready.

“don’t you two need to get ready?” you asked as you applied a thin layer of lip gloss.

“we don’t need to rush, steve and pietro take longer than everyone combined to get ready.” nat replied with a laugh.

———

the bar area of the tower was lit dimly and was filled with people you had never seen before along with your new team members. music played softly over the chatter of people around the room. you were wearing a black slip dress and heels, getting dressed up wasn’t something you got to do enough. you spot steve, sam and pietro at the bar, fixing your dress you made your way over to them.

“good evening boys.” you greeted, sliding in beside steve. he was wearing a blue button up shirt, sam a white shirt and black suit jacket and pietro was wearing a black shirt a few buttons undone, tucked into black trousers. his platinum blonde hair and bright blue eyes stood out against his dark attire. if he wasn’t such a moody brat, you’d maybe appreciate how attractive he was.

“hello, y/n.” sam said with a large smile.

“you look lovely, y/n.” steve complimented.

“thank you cap, shame you’re just a few hundred years too old for me.” you joked, placing your hand on his shoulder. the two let out a laugh and you looked at pietro, his eyes trained on you.

“hey grumpy, enjoying your night?” you asked with your eyebrows raised.

he rolled his eyes, “i was.”

you let out a gasp of shock, placing your hand on your chest. “i’m not entirely sure what i did to piss you off so much, pietro, but can’t you just reign it in for one night? i mean this is my night after all.”

he huffed in response. “is it because i embarrassed you earlier?” you taunted.

“no it’s because i don’t trust you.” he spat.

“ding ding ding! there it is!” you exclaimed. sam cleared his throat, signalling to steve that they should probably leave.

“we’ll go get you a drink kid, don’t go too hard on him.” he said, walking away. steve followed behind him.

“so, why don’t you trust me?” you questioned, leaning against the bar.

“i don’t trust many people.” he explained, taking a sip from his drink. he sat it on the bar before looking back at you.

“what about all them?” you asked, gesturing to the room. you took his glass in your hand and took a sip, seeing his looks of protest. “what? i don’t think they’re actually getting me a drink, they’re just not wanting to stand they’re awkwardly.”

“they saved my life.” he replied.

“so for you to trust me i need to save your life?” you said, turning to face him.

“yup.” he stated, popping the ‘p’. he took his glass back from your hand.

“oh come on.” you groaned, “there’s nothing else i can do? i mean we’re even matching outfits tonight! i think that means we are immediately friends.”

he looked between the two of you, his eyes glancing up and down your body. “he so we are.” he chuckled.

“see! you’re already warming up to me.” you teased, taking his glass again and gulping down the drink.

“you wish.” he replied. you scoffed and gave him the glass back.

“so, what’s sokovia like?” you asked, trying to get to know the mysterious man.

“well now, nonexistent. but from what i remember it was... home. i mean, i only got to experience it for a short amount of time before hydra took us.” he explained.

you sighed, “i heard about that. that sucks. well if it makes you feel any better after my parents found out about my abilities, they locked me up and stopped me from leaving so i couldn’t hurt anyone.”

“really?” he questioned.

“yup.” you replied, mocking the same way he answered earlier. “wow look at us, trauma-bonding. i’m telling you, warming up to me!” you said in a sing-song voice.

“oh shut up.” he laughed.

“is that a laugh i hear brother?” wanda called as she approached them, followed by other members of the team.

“wow kid, you really know how to get people to like you.” tony said.

“i can’t help it. i’m just so charming.” you replied.

the team stayed with you for a long time, everyone talking and laughing. an hour or so passed and everyone had made their way to the couches they found themselves on not long ago. this time you were sat on the couch instead of the floor, the cool leather against your legs. you were sat in the middle of sam and pietro, enjoying watching the team tell stories of their battles. they eventually made their way to the topic of the battle of sokovia that they hid recently been through. you felt pietro tense next to you- he clearly didn’t enjoy hearing about his near-death experience.

“hey, do you want to get some fresh air?” you whispered into his ear. he nodded slightly and you stood up, reaching your hand out for him to grab. you helped him to his feet and announced that you were going to get drinks.

you led him out of the warm room and up to your room which was equipped with a balcony. you pushed open the glass doors and felt the cold, fresh air fill your lungs.

“much better.” you stated, leaning on the railing. “are you okay?” you asked, feeling pietro’s presence behind you.

“i am now. i’m just not ready to talk about it yet.” he explained, “thank you.” he muttered.

“what was that?” you queried, looking over your shoulder at him.

“nothing.” he replied.

“no. i heard a thank you!” you declared.

“nope. you did not!” he exclaimed, his eyes filled with mischief.

“you’re a bad liar.”

———

since the night of the party, you and pietro have been inseparable. you guys train together, eat meals together and you introduced him to all your favourite films. the rest of the team were sick of seeing you guys with each other. no one could get a minute alone with either of you.

“i can’t believe you hated me when i first arrived.” you said, throwing a piece of popcorn at his hair. you two had been watching the maze runner films, as per your request, and were midway through the scorch trials.

“seriously? it’s been 6 months and you’re still not letting that go?” he joked, throwing it back at you.

“nope. you hated me. just because i ran faster than you.” you bit, a sly grin growing on your face.

“you did not! how dare you y/n!” he growled.

“i did! but since you’re too proud to admit it, let’s try again.” you suggested. he raised his eyebrows.

“are you sure you want to test me, princessa?” he questioned, his nickname for you that had become a recent thing. you absolutely adored it when he spoke sokovian. you adored many things about him, his cheeky comebacks, his sarcastic humour, his laugh, his eyes, okay so a lot of things. you had been pushing down any possible feelings towards him, there was no way he felt the same for you.

“oh i do.” you replied, placing the bowl of popcorn on the table, pausing the film and standing up. he followed suit and walked closely behind you as you led him outside.

“what’re you two up to?” cap asked when you walked past him.

“proving to him that i’m faster.” you answered.

“my money’s on y/n!” clint shouted from the floor above.

“same!” chorused nat, sam and tony.

“wanda?” pietro asked.

“same!” she said, peering over the railing. you let out a large laugh as you saw his shocked expression.

you walked out to the courtyard, the sun beating down on your face. pietro stopped very close behind you, his breath hot on your neck.

“you ready?” he mumbled into your ear. his voice sent a shiver down your spine.

you cleared your throat, “yup.” taking a deep breath you turned around to face him. he was a lot closer than you thought. his blue eyes seemed even more beautiful in the sun. you took his wrist in your hand and felt power flow through you. there are many ways that you could copy people’s powers, most of the time when they are in front of you and are about to use their powers on you, you can just imitate their abilities. but you could also touch them and copy them that way.

“to the bench?” you asked, letting go of him.

“sounds good.” he replied, taking his place next to you,

steve and sam were stood at the door, watching intently at the interaction.

“count us down steve?” you called over your shoulder.

“3...2...” he began.

“you know piet,” you said, looking at him,.

“1!” steve shouted.

“you have really beautiful eyes.” you added as you broke into a fast sprint, blue light trails following behind you. you heard his startled gasp before he ran after you. your plan to distract him had clearly worked and you got a head start. you stopped at the bench and plopped yourself down, a second before pietro.

“you cheated!” he complained.

“no, i played smart.” you protested. you stood up to walk away for dramatic effect but pietro appeared in front of you with a gush of wind.

“no. you cheated.” he said, taking a step closer.

“i didn’t.” you replied, “steve! sure i didn’t cheat?”

“don’t bring me into this kid!” he called back, him and sam leaving you guys alone.

“see, even cap thinks you cheated.” pietro stated.

“i can’t help that you got distracted by my charm.” you teased.

he groaned and suddenly bent down and scooped you up, over his shoulder. “pietro maximoff put me down!” you squealed, hitting your hands off his back. he ignored your protests and ran around, whistling a faint tune.

“piet please!” you begged, laughter straining your voice. he stopped and threw you off his shoulder but before you landed on the ground you grabbed his t-shirt and pulled him down with you. you landed on the grass with a thud and a wheeze as he landed on top of you. he went limp and let all of his weight lie on you.

“get off me!” you shouted, laughing heavily.

“i’m quite comfortable actually.” he said. his voice was muffled from his head being nestled in the crook of your neck. his breath tickled your neck. you brought your hands up and placed them in his hair, tugging him up so he could look at you.

“piet i’m going to kill you. get. up.” you growled. his signature smirk grew on his face, clearly trying to annoy you. your eyes fell to his lips but you blinked quickly and met his eyes. his smile grew even wider, he noticed your glance.

“looks like you’re going to have to kill me. i’m not moving.” he replied.

“god i hate you.” you sighed, rolling your eyes.

“no you don’t.” you said, pushing himself up on his arms so he was now hovering above you.

“yes i do.” you protested, folding your arms across your chest.

“i really don’t think you do.” he replied, lowering himself closer to you slightly.

you forced a frown on to your face and glared up at him, “fuck off.” you muttered.

he gasped, “fuck off? that’s not very nice.”

“you’re not very nice.” you retaliated.

“ouch.” he said, the smile still present on his face.

“can you get up now?” you asked.

“fine.” he replied, getting up and taking your hand. he pulled you up harshly and you crashed into his chest.

“you are pushing my limits today maximoff.” you said, pushing yourself free from his grip. but it’s never that easy with pietro, he grabbed your wrist. “what the fuck is wrong with-“

he stopped you from finishing your sentence by pulling you in and pressing his lips against yours. you immediately melted at his touch. his hands moved to your waist and yours moved round the back of his neck, into his hair. he pulled you closer, you felt his rough stubble brush against your face. you both pulled back, breathing deeply.

“still hate me?” he whispered.

“yup.” you breathed. you let out a laugh.

“now you’re the bad liar.” he said.

“tony! i’ll take that $20!” you heard sam shout. you both looked up to see him standing on a balcony.

“he made the first move? really?!” tony replied. he jogged out next to sam.

“proud of you speedy!” sam called.

“you better watch it bird man, i can be up there and you’ll be over the edge faster than you can blink!”

[amphxtrite]

pietro maximoff x fem! reader

warnings: being picked up, tooth-rotting fluff (literally)

summary: pietro goes on his first camping trip.

word count: 1.8k

a/n: thank you to @sweetandsunny for the writing prompts that helped me write this!! ly sunny <3

translations: printsessa- princess, krasivaya- beautiful, milashka- cutie, dorogoy- darling.

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“Finally Friday.” You yawn to yourself as you collapse onto your bed, after a long week of helping out the team and training, it was time to kick back, relax and-

“Hello Printsessa!”

Oh right, you smirk to yourself, peaking one eye open to see your speedster boyfriend standing at your doorway, a giddy smile on his face.

“Hey Piet.” You murmur, allowing yourself a small smirk as his eyes bounce back and forth from the spot in bed beside you and your eyes, subtly asking for permission.

“Oh alright, come here.” You giggle, opening your arms and immediately feeling Pietro’s body next to your and his arms around your torso.

A content sigh leaves his lips.

“Dorogoy, you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this.” He murmurs, closing his eyes and snuggling himself closer to your chest.

You smile to yourself and press a peck to Pietro’s blonde hair as fatigue takes over your form.

Now it was time to-

“Okay! If the clothes are off, put them back on, if the lips are locked, unlock them because dad’s here!” A voice suddenly yells, catching both you and Pietro off guard.

You yelp, and sit up suddenly to see your father covering his eyes and standing by the door he just kicked open.

“Ugh, open your eyes dad, we aren’t doing anything.” You groan, falling back down.

“Yes Clint, we were only sleeping!” Pietro chimes, suddenly across the room from you.

“Well it doesn’t matter, get your bag kid, we're going camping!” Clint cheers, throwing his fists in the air.

“And speedy can come too, why not.” Clint shrugs, causing Pietro’s eyes to widen. “I-I don’t want to intrude-”

“Dad, it’s Friday, we’ve been working all week, can’t we go another time?” You plead, finally sitting up.

“Sorry kiddo, but it’s Barton weekend number one, and your siblings and you agreed you would get the first weekend.” The archer smirks, looking at his daughter.

You glance at your calendar and sure enough the yearly event posted on the date was ‘weekend with dad.’

The little voice in your head cheers sarcastically.

“Fine, I’ll get packed.” You murmur, standing and grabbing your overnight bag from the floor.

“That’s the spirit!” Clint whoops.

“I should probably-”

Clint’s smile drops.

“Not so fast blondie, get your bags packed, you’re going.” Your father says sternly, patting the Avenger on the back on his way out of the room.

“You better listen, last time I told him no he didn’t make me waffles for six months.” You shudder.

Pietro’s jaw drops, “not the waffles.”

A blue blue went out and back into your room as Pietro returns with a bag slung over his shoulder and wearing clothes a little more suited for the wilderness.

You laugh and shake your head.

“Mind helping me Pietro?” You suggest.

“Of course, milashka.” He grins, pecking you on the forehead as he begins helping you, at a normal pace.

“So tell me again where we’re going, dad.” You question, readjusting your bag straps again as you walk further into the dense forest in front of you.

“A new spot I found while hiking the other day, great place to see the stars…” Your father responds, almost nervously.

“Oh no, I know that voice.” You groan, rolling your eyes as Pietro looks at you confused.

“What is it?” Sokovian asks.

“We’re lost.” You respond plainly, popping the ‘t.’

“We are not lost.” Clint sighs, moving his fingers to the bridge of his nose.

“He brought us out here to die.” You shrug sarcastically.

“You brought us here to die?!” Pietro squeaks, misunderstanding the joke.

“Well, obviously.” Your dad jokes back, not knowing about Pietro’s state.

The platinum blonde man begins murmuring a silent prayer as you and your father continue to banter.

“Let future campers see us as a warning to halt before considering being active.” You sigh dramatically.

“Yes, and may they tell stories of us around the campfires and how great we were.” Clint continues.

Pietro’s brows were furrowed now, very confused by what was going on.

“I cannot tell if you two are being sarcastic or if we are really lost.” He mutters.

You look back over at your boyfriend and the look on his face was priceless, you begin bursting into a fit of laughter, your dad following shortly behind after he catches a glimpse of the mix of concern, fear and confusion slapped onto Pietro’s face

“O-Oh my gosh.” You laugh, placing your hand on Pietro’s arm. “You poor thing, you thought we were serious?” You coo, moving your hands up to Pietro’s cheeks as if he were the most innocent being alive. “Oh you’re adorable.”

“It’s a tradition for the kids, I gotta keep them on their toes.” Clint winks, patting Pietro on the back. “I almost had you this year.” The older Avenger sighs, placing his hand on your head and rustling your hair around.

“In your dreams old man, I saw it a mile away.” You smirk, rolling your eyes and joining your fingers with Pietro’s.

“Okay, okay. The site’s this way, come on.” Your father says, pointing in the direction you could hear rushing water from.

You nod and pull your boyfriend along beside you.

“You’ll get used to it Piet, my sibling’s and I were fooled every year until we started seeing the pattern.” You sigh, reminiscing in your memories of being scared to death as a kid.

“I can see why.” Pietro mutters, still slightly baffled at what had just happened.

Your lips pull even further up into a wide smile and you squeeze Pietro’s hand reassuringly.

“I’ll make sure dad doesn’t do that again, now hurry up, the sun’s setting and we haven’t even pitched our tent.” You laugh, pulling Pietro into a jog and catching up with your dad.

“That’ll do it.” Clint chuckles, stepping back and admiring his tent.

“Mines up too, dad!” You call, unzipping your tent and throwing your sleeping bag inside.

“How about you Pietro, how’s it-”

“Um, a little help?” A weak voice chimes from nearby.

You and your father turn around to see a mess of a tent behind you, beams sticking all over the place and a flustered Pietro standing in front of it, covering whatever he could.

“I-I’ve never been camping, I have only ever seen it on television.” He confesses, crossing his arms.

“Awe Pietro!” You coo, walking over to the pouting Sokovian and wrapping your arms around him.

“Here, hold this part up- Dad, you wanna get in on this?” You laugh.

“Wouldn’t miss it.” Clint chuckles, jogging over and holding up the other half of Pietro’s tent as you begin feeding the thin pole through the thin material, with all three of you, the tent went up quickly and as you stood back to admire your work Pietro giddily runs up and scoops you into his arms.

“You are amazing, krasivaya! absolutely amazing!” He beams, spinning you in circles.

“Hey Piet! I’m getting dizzy!” You giggle, holding onto his shoulders and silently praying he’d never put you down.

“Alright you two, stop it before I throw up.” Your father sighs, rolling his eyes and throwing a marshmallow, managing to nail it right on your forehead.

To your dismay, Pietro places you back on the ground and takes your hand as he walks over to the small fire Clint had gotten started.

You sit on one of the chairs set up and accept a small stick and a marshmallow from your dad.

You smirk and stab the fluffy white treat onto the end of your twig and place it above the fire.

Pietro follows your lead and loses focus as the flames seem to swallow his marshmallow whole.

You skillfully pull your marshmallow out as it turns a perfect golden brown, but Pietro isn’t so lucky.

He lifts his stick from the fire to find a small bonfire on the end, and his marshmallow begins to burn.

“Oh- Pietro blow it out!” You rush.

“Right.” He squeals, taking a deep breath and ridding of the fire, leaving him with a charred blob.

“Aw it’s okay Pietro, you can just-.”

The blonde doesn’t let you finish and instead places the whole marshmallow into his mouth.

“-throw it into the fire…”

Pietro’s face contorts from neutral, to disgust, to glee in seconds. His eyebrows raise in surprise and his feet tap happily.

“It’s delicious! a little bitter at first but the rest is perfect!” Pietro muses, quickly snagging the bag of soft treats from your dad’s lap and sticking a bunch onto the end of his stick.

You smile at Pietro’s childlike glee and place your own marshmallow into your mouth, savouring the sweet crust and melts inside in your mouth as your boyfriend ate his like a sweet, sticky kebab.

The sky turns dark and you teach Pietro to make the perfect marshmallow, tell him scary stories and make shadow puppets with the fire’s light just like your dad would do with you when you were young. Clint had grown tired of your couple's antics quickly and retired to his tent earlier, leaving you and Pietro alone.

“Piet, you’ve still got bits of marshmallow on your face.” You laugh, wiping the remnants of sticky sugar out of his goatee and off his nose. Pietro looks down at you lovingly and notices a tiny bit of marshmallow on your bottom lip, without hesitation, his fingers move to your chin and he tilts your head up to let your eyes meet.

Leaning down, your lips meet in a sweet kiss. The taste of marshmallow and charcoal bring smiles to both of your faces as Pietro deepens the kiss. The fire crackles quietly beside you as Pietro’s hands move to your back to pull you closer. Your fingers find their way into his soft hair, tugging ever so gently.

You both part for breath, resting your foreheads together as you catch your breaths.

“You had some marshmallow on your lip, dorogoy.” Pietro smiles sheepishly.

“You don’t say?” You giggle, pressing kisses onto the edges of Pietro’s mouth.

There’s a moment of silence as the two of you bask in each other’s warmth, Pietro’s hands sliding up and down your arms and your fingers tangling themselves in his wavy locks.

“Thank you Printsessa, this has been one of the best nights of my life.” Pietro sighs with a grin.

“One of them?” You joke, leaning into your boyfriend’s chest.

“Oh tsvesti, do you think I’ll ever forget the night we first met? Or our first kiss?” Pietro fires back playfully, wrapping his arms around your tightly and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Okay, you got me Pie.” You sigh, cuddling closer into him.

“I know, zefir.” Pietro smirks.

“Wait, what does that one mean?” You ask, smiling at the new nickname.

“It means marshmallow, Printsessa. I think it’s very fitting for you.” He smiles, evidently very proud of himself.

You laugh lightly and nod.

“It’s perfect.”

[dollwritesarchive]

welcome to the DILF OF JULY masterlist / month in review !!

this month will be focusing on everything daddies. daddy kink, sugar daddies, step dad, etc etc! requests are closed for this month. enjoy the filth and fluff that is to come. don’t forget to reblog & leave feedback if you enjoy the stories! muah 💋

* no inc*st / biological father x reader fics.

request / 💋 nsfw / 🥀 dark or semi dark / link or progress

FEATURETTES

[ mini musing ] the dragon slayer’s lullaby THORIN OAKENSHIELD ! click here

king thorin tells his children a bedtime story

[ mini musing ] weakness lies between your thighs 💋 🥀 LOKI LAUFEYSON ! click here

loki’s ward wants to go to a party and he must prevent it

[ mini musing ] hold on FRANK ADLER ! click here

when frank finds a pregnancy test in the grocery bag, he needs some time to think

keep you up 💋 ALISTAIR THEIRIN ! click here

alistair is infatuated with your body since you begin to swell, and sometimes he becomes a bit too overexcited

[ mini musing ] rock a bye 🥀 FRENCHIE ! click here

you wake up in the middle of the night to discover that frenchie has broken into your home to see your daughter

[ mini musing ] burnt supper GEORGE WEASLEY ! click here

george comes home to find his pregnant wife crying over a dish of charred food

[ mini musing ] heavy is the head THORIN OAKENSHIELD ! click here

king thorin had his doubts about becoming a father

[ mini musing ] training wheels 💋 PIETRO MAXIMOFF ! click here

going shopping with daddy is always eventful

[ mini musing ] truth tea LOKI LAUFEYSON ! click here

loki, king of asgard, and his son are jealous when a midgardian stares at the queen

[ mini musing ] serendipity BOFUR ! click here

bofur never expected to become part of the royal family like this

BONUS DRABBLES

ducky boxers BUCKY BARNES ! click here

newly divorced dad!bucky meets a 10 on tinder but his sons interrupt

hey, little devil! 💋 MAX CADY ! click here

you show off your new panties to your daddy

look so good in green 💋 MAX CADY ! click here

max punishes you in front of your friends

your touch gets me stupid high 💋🥀 LEE BODECKER ! click here

you lose your virginity to your stepdad

daddy’s remedy 💋 ANDY BARBER ! click here

being a brat to get what you want from andy is smart

accidentally on purpose 💋 STEVE ROGERS ! click here

your best friend’s dad gets caught

spill DANIEL BRÜHL ! click here

daniel and your daughter bring you soup when you don’t feel good

knock knock JAMES HUNT ! click here

james visits your daughter unannounced

[musikat18]

I Guess Now Is A Good Time To Do More Headcanons

Here are some of the fandoms that have a special place in my heart, especially at the moment. I reserve the full right to turn down anything that hits the uncomfy zone (keep your dark!char requests to other blogs, I’m not into that), and I am delighted to write LGBTQIA+, POC, and poly requests-- you are seen, and you deserve content that appeals to you.

DCEU 

I’ve seen it all ladies gaydies and theydies, Man of Steel through WW84, my trash knows no bounds

DCTV

The Flash

Titans

Legends of Tomorrow

Supergirl

Harley Quinn

DC Comics General

Bring me your obscure characters. I will write them. Booster Gold Stans, I know you’re out there. I know you are. I don’t fear you for I am among you. You are Seen.

MCU

Just no Bucky. I have nothing against your boy, I just have no interest in writing him myself.

Psst want to know what my specialties are? Look below for characters I particularly enjoy except I’m also sending this post to their tags for Direct Action--

Cheat Code Characters

Orm Marius (Aquaman film OR Comics-- yes, there’s a difference and I have a full essay--)

Clark Kent

Booster Gold

Ted Kord

Pietro Maximoff

Hal Jordan

Pamela Isley

Ray Palmer (bby is gone but not forgotten)

[pietro-maximoff-facts]

Pietro Maximoff Fact 112!

In Fox's X-Men: Days Of Future Past, the welcome mat to the Maximoff household is charred and burnt. This is likely due to Peter running in and out of the house at super speeds and burning it.

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