#quicksilver headcanons

[supernatural-bias]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐗-𝐌𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

↳ includes: charles xavier, erik lehnsherr, logan howlett, marie lebeau, and peter maximoff

↳ warnings: x-man type violence maybe? nothing much

↳ notes: just some self indulgent headcanons about how the gang would deal with someone who hates skin on skin contact. this is based on my own personal experiences, so it might not cater to everyone. charles and erik are written to be more of themselves around the first class era, peter is himself as seen in apocalypse, and marie & logan are more set in the first movie's portrayal of them

↳ song: heavy metal lover—lady gaga

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐗𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫 [𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐗]

• Oh this is not one bit of a problem for Charles

• He's never needed physical contact to connect with people. Whether that's because of his powers, or his 'natural charm' as he calls it, you aren't sure, but your strange request for no contact never seemed to put him off his friendship with you

• Charles has his own ways of bonding with you, no hugs or handshakes required. Instead of nudges used to alert the other of a particularly funny joke, he'd just send you flashes in your mind regarding the situation. The end result was always the same; with the both of you grinning at each other while the rest of the room was left to make their own assumptions as to what you were thinking about

• "Seriously, it's creepy when they do that. They could be talking about anything." Alex whispered to Hank one day as you and Charles stood across the room from each other, not caring if the Professor was able to hear him or not. The only sign that you were even talking was the occasional huff of laughter Charles would let out as you scrunched your nose up in a toothy grin

• "Oh, I wouldn't say that." Hanks eyes gleam from behind his glasses as he watches the two of his friends. "Charles tells me most of it is just really bad jokes, if you want to know."

• As if on cue, the spell between you and Charles breaks as you delve into a laughing fit, and Alex and Hank can't help but shake their heads at each other in slight amusement as they watch

• He does an excellent job at speaking for you when you can't quite explain to new people why you are the way you are—as long as you'll let him, of course

• Maybe it's because he's been in your head, or just because he knows you so well that he can say exactly what you're thinking before you even know it. And sometimes, he doesn't even need to explain much at all. One carefully worded sentence backed with that steady tone of his is enough to make even the most ignorant of people understand

• "No handshakes for them, please." Charles had found himself saying that sentence more times than he could count since getting to know you, but he never found himself growing tired of it; even when you eventually found the awkward courage to start speaking on your behalf. Especially when you started speaking on your behalf

• Charles is a very patient man, and he couldn't be happier than to wait for you to open up to the world like you had done for him, even if it does take a while

𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐤 𝐋𝐞𝐡𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫 [𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐨]

• I'm going to be completely honest with you. At first, Erik finds your habit of avoiding touch annoying

• It's a weakness in his eyes that you have every opportunity to avoid acquiring. He doesn't see the point in being afraid of something so miniscule

• When he first meets you, he's probably an asshole about it. Erik doesn't go out of his way to touch you on purpose, but he won't take extra steps to stop himself from doing so. If the back of his hand brushes against yours as he storms away from another one of Charles' annoying lectures? Then so be it. Who cares if you pull back from him like you've been burned, clutching your skin tightly as you glare at his retreating form

• It will take a while for Erik to begin to understand you, much like it does for him to understand a lot of things about the rest of the world. I won't say that he ever officially apologizes for his past behavior toward you, but he definitely drops hints that he does regret it

• "Never thought I'd live to hear the Erik Lehnsherr himself say sorry for something he did. Next you'll be telling me you've always liked humans." Your eyes were wide in faux surprise as you stared at him one day, looking like you had just heard the best news of your life. It was a good thing you and Erik had a much better relationship than when you had first met, otherwise he wouldn't have had a second thought about shutting you up

• "All I said was that maybe I maybe could have been a bit nicer to you." He sighed, already regretting this entire interaction

• "Oh, you're not getting off that easy." You were already scrambling for the door, completely missing the way Erik rolled his eyes and flicked his hand up in preparation. "Charles! Charles, you'll never believe what just happened—"

• He ended up using your belt buckle to drag you across the room before you could embarrass him any further

• Once he's warmed up to you, I'd like to think that he's definitely used the fact that lots of people wear rings and bracelets to his advantage to stop people from touching you at bars or in crowds

• He swears up and down he doesn't get attached to anyone, and especially not someone that associates with the X-Men of all groups, but you've definitely have had a few people look at their hands around you in confusion while he's around. Almost as if someone else had a say in their actions

• "Big softie."

• "You do know I could kill you if I wanted to."

• "I'd like to retract my last statement, please and thank you."

𝐋𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭 [𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞]

• Logan doesn't give two shits about your strange request

• Not in the way that he ignores it like Erik, but rather in the way that he literally doesn't give a fuck if you want to be touched or not. He wasn't planning on touching you anyways, so it's not like he really has to think about it

• If anything, Logan is one of the only people who can even begin to understand your mindset. He's never been too fond of people just outright touching him without a warning first, especially if they were strangers, but that's what you get after being experimented on for years

• He'll have to get to both know and like you before he starts taking your words more seriously. Otherwise, all you're getting from him is a gruff noise of disinterest and a roll of his shoulders as he blows past you

• Or ar least that's what he'd like you to think

• "Watch it, pal." You barely had time to process what that noise was next to your ear before Logan was standing dangerously close to you. You were about to ask him to back away before you saw his hand up, and when you looked at his hand you saw it was closed around a strangers wrist; the likes of which was outreached in your direction and just about to make contact with you

• Logans rough tone and sharp glare had sent the fellow stumbling away with an apology, and left you standing there with a bewildered look on your face. It only grew larger when he refused to look at you afterward

• "Don't let it get to your head." Was all he huffed out in your general direction before walking off to continue the mission the both of you were on. Through the com's in your ears, you could hear the rest of the team asking you what was going on, and with a slow upward tick of your lip you finally answered

• "I think Wolverine here has gone a bit soft on my end guys."

• You were given the cold shoulder for the rest of the week by Logan, and every time he glared at you, you couldn't help but try to hold in laughter

• "See, this is why I'm not nice."

• "No no no I take it all back, I swear. You're so mean. You're the meanest, toughest person here, never done a good deed in your life—"

• "Shut the fuck up."

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐋𝐞𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮 [𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞]

• She doesn't understand why you'd choose to have people not touch you

• For Marie, not being able to hug someone— to even so much as hold hands with the people she loved —is a curse. She wasn't such a fool to think that her mutation itself was the curse, Charles had managed to drill that thought out of her head a long while ago, but the side-effect that came with it would forever haunt her

• So when she found out that you actively took strides to make sure no one ever touched you (if possible), she was in disbelief

• "I just don't get it." She'd confessed to you out of the blue once. "How can you stand it? If I were you—"

• "But you're not." You cut her off and shrugged, voice devoid of any meanness or annoyance at the turn of conversation. "I get it. I must seem crazy to you. I'd imagine that you'd jump at the chance to be able to touch someone again. But that just isn't me. I can't stand the feeling of being touched. Makes me feel gross; inside and out. I don't ask you to understand it, just that you respect it. Yeah?"

• She had nodded slowly at you, not expecting the sudden explanation. It wasn't unwelcome, however. Quite the contrary. She'd rather understand you than stew in quiet confusion

• From that moment on, even if Marie thinks you're a little crazy in the head, she does her best to make sure that both herself and others take your wishes to heart

• You have to admit, it's nice having her look out for you. And it helps that she's one of the most powerful mutants on campus; one sideways look from her, and she could send anyone in the opposite direction from you if you need

𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟 [𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫]

• You're constantly having to remind him that you don't like people touching you

• It's not Peter's fault he forgets sometime. His brain is always going going going from one thing to the next. Thinking about the next mission, the quickest way to get from one end of the country to the other, how to beat that stupid kid at the arcade that keeps leaving him and his high scores in the dust—

• Okay so maybe he could do a bit of a better job of trying to listen

• "Peter, reach for the back of my neck again and I'm gonna break both of your legs." You didn't even have to turn around to know that he was itching to latch onto your neck, most likely to take you on a surprise trip a few states over. Or maybe just to the mall. He was spontaneous like that

• When you did manage to look up from your notebook and back at him, you found that Peter was already a good few feet away from you, holding up his hands with a deceivingly innocent smile; but respecting your wishes all the same

• "You sure you're not a secret nun or something?" He poked fun at the way you refused to let anyone touch you, even going as far to squint at you in an unconvinced manner. You ignored his clear misunderstanding of nuns to snort in amusement

• "No."

• "Could have fooled me, babe."

• He sped away before you had the chance to throw your papers at his head

• Peter's probably the kind of guy to constantly tease you to your face, but the moment you're not in sight and someone's ragging on you, he'll shut them down. He's done it many times to stray students in the hallways of the school who talk just a little too loud about your personal boundaries

• "I'm just saying, man, they're a little weird. The other day, I asked to borrow a pencil, and they threw it at me. While standing less than a foot away. It's just strange—"

• Less than a second later, the student was sent falling to the floor over his shoelaces, which were suspiciously tied together in contrast to moments ago when they had been placed in neat little bows

• The only sign that this hadn't been a freak accident was the telltale burst of wind that sped by the student and their friend, a faint laugh following in its wake

[delusional-fantasising]

Older Peter Maximoff has me feeling some way (Slightly traumatised but he still has a bit of humour) And it isn't spoken enough so I got random headcanons

Author's note: For reference I'm putting him in his late 40's and I headcanon him with stubble

Warning: NSFW

Vanilla Older Peter Maximoff

Older Peter Maximoff is the type of man who slowly perfected his craft when it comes to being romantic. He memorised everything down for you, his mutation aids him with waking up before you so he makes breakfast in bed or goes to your favourite cafe to pick up your favourite order.

Older Peter Maximoff is always making sure that he tells you every day and night, before any mission that he loves you. He learned from Logan that you never know when his last day or your last day comes up as morbid as it sounds. If he can't tell you that he loves you he will zip off somewhere and gets you a one of a kind gift (Sometimes stolen old habits die hard)

Older Peter Maximoff is listening to you when you cry, holding you close instead of his early relationship mistakes of trying to give advice or not fully listen. He will run his hands through your hair and holds you close as he listens to you. He'll wipe the tears that fall from your eyes before kissing the pain away offering help instead of giving unwanted advice.

Older Peter Maximoff is making sure to open up about anything issues he has instead of letting them bottle up. Being vulnerable and presenting his pulpy mushy heart, trusting you to not sink your nails into it and ripping it apart. He trusts you so deeply hence why he slapped a ring on your finger 5 years into the relationship

Older Peter Maximoff is still very funny, pulling little harmless pranks. Shouting loudly that there is a leak in the kitchen, you come running and then see a leek, the vegetable on the counter. His shit eating grin on his face. He will never do the mean pranks on you, he is scared that if he does any of the mean cruel pranks that you would leave him. Prank him though and expect him to die of laughter when he realised he was caught before being buried under kisses

Spicy Older Peter Maximoff

Older Peter Maximoff is the man who begged for hours to have you sit on his face, he doesn't care if you are heavy or light. He will eat you out like a four course meal, making you cum before even having a single thought of getting himself off. He is not going to ruin the mood by his selfish desires of rushing his dick inside unless you ask him.

Older Peter Maximoff has fucked you multiple times while still in his uniform. If you have a uniform expect him to practically open it enough to get a bit backroom freaky with him after a mission.

Older Peter Maximoff still loves your body even when you start showing signs of aging, you are still the rocking hot babe when you guys first met. He knows being able to have sex with you is a privilege that he has earned and it can be taken way if he acts like an asshole

Older Peter Maximoff has gotten more sensual and softer as he knows with age he may be a bottle of endless energy without having the worry about himself but you most likely aren't. He won't jackhammer you like there isn't tomorrow like when he was in his 20's but now he will softly grip your flesh as he looks you in the eyes, going deep and slow. Looking up at you like you are a god/goddess

Older Peter Maximoff is the same goofy young man inside that worships your body, starting from finger tips ending at your neck or starting from your calves to your neck. His light stubble scratching your skin as he peppers your skin with soft kisses followed by praise or soft "I love you"s

[bohnerrific69]

── .✧ naked (drabble/headcanon)

pairing: peter maximoff x fem!reader

words count: 1.0k | warnings and tags: suggestive themes (there's no smut btw), voyeurism, genitalia/body (peter) descriptions. english is not my first language (im still learning by self-thaught!)

⟣ masterlist | author's note: unbeliavable that the first thing of that i write AND post here it's just some quick silly headcannon/thoughts off peter horny behavior. 🫠 right now i have too many wips on the queue to finish, so maybe in the future i rewrite this as a oneshot properly! (enter my taglist here)

Peter is the kind of guy who, when reaching the peak of his independence having his own house, and when the summer arrives with its dreadful heat waves, would simply take off his clothes and walk around the house naked. Well, at first he got a little apprehensive of doing that, staying on his nice boxers for a few days - only two - till finally letting his body free as mother nature blessed.

Until a while later, a moving truck showed up at the neighbor's empty house and he saw a beautiful and hot girl, you, moving there. He even greeted and welcomed you to the neighborhood. At first he was unsure to talk to you all of sudden, but then it's not like he hadn’t started bumping into you on the street almost every week chatting with you and discovering how easy was to made you laugh at even the silliest things making every encounter more enchanting than the last one. I’m sure these quick encounters were pure coincidence... Unknowingly, getting Peter attracted into you even more than he thought.

But on another hot summer day, walking around the house naked, he came across something unexpected, he saw you through his open window… Well, that wasn't the surprise, you were his neighbor, it was quite common to sometimes see you by the window. The unexpected factor was... that you were looking exactly like him, perfectly naked just like mama gave you life. You was stand up distracted with some magazine in one hand and a lollipop in your mouth while listening to a song and moving your hips sensually following the beat.

And on rare occasions, this being obviously one of them, Peter stopped moving, stooding freezed there without moving a muscle with wide eyes and mouth dropped open, his face turning pink as fast as it could, stunned by the vision of that gentle girl with such an innocent smile and shy attitude when was nears him, to be honest seeing you like that baffled his brain, a thought of you being in that situation not even pass near horny Peter's mind, but certainly turned everything on him on fire.

Okay, it was her house and she lived alone, but with the window open?... Y-yeah, Peter wasn't the best person to talk about this topic now.

Everything in his mind and body was acting so fast, his heartbeat? Oh gosh if someone could hear, it would probably sound ticking so fast like a bomb ready to explode... But nothing made him move until you stopped looking at the magazine in your hands and saw him by the window too, the windows being at the same height and directed front to one another.

Your reaction was almost the same as him, freezing still while your brain tried to collect the informations of his pretty toned body that his lucky mutant genes (and too much X-Men training) blessed him. The jacked abs with pretty biceps too, the divine slutty waist highlighting his v line, the happy trail with silver pubes and-

Oh. Oh good lord... He was fucking turned on.

His dick was awaken and glued on his abdomen just by seeing you. Aforehand you could get on with your analysis, you notice his cock twitch slightly making you return to reality and your conscious remembering your situation right now. But before this could make you react, Peter got free of his trance milliseconds earlier than you, in the blink of an eye he was no longer there, his powers made him simply evaporate from there.

In the panic you just screamed and runned out of camp of vision from the window, dropping your magazine in hands and stumbling on some other ones scattered on the floor, making you fallen ridiculously on your bed, quickly getting into a fetal position and covering your face with the hands like that would help you protect yourself from the embarrassment, of course that not works and you just feels all your body be engulfed by a heavy shame and feeling your cheeks burns, you get one of your pillows and just screams and curses into into it.

After freaking out, you wanted to check out if he was still there, so still feeling the rush of adrenaline now with your legs trembling by the scare that you just got, you get out off the bed and crawled on the floor till were below the window and sitting on your own heels and pulled the curtains close. You sighed nervously, getting on your knees and hiding behind the curtains, you opened a crack into it so you could spy with one of your eyes if he was still there, and… Nothing.

His window still was open but there was no one on the room, you got away from the curtains and sit on the floor with the back against the wall looking at any point of your room, feeling a million thoughts running in your mind nonstop like “What the fuck just happened?”

While focusing on your breath, feeling your heart pounding on your chest, reasoning that despite the embarrassment that… You kinda of like it?... Liked that your cute neighbor that you find smokin’ hot attractive, but never had the courage to say anything, saw you like this and was being so affected by it, being fucking turned on, with his big brown eyes and pink flustered face looking at you so shocked but... admired? Quite hard to know, it was everything so quickly, but you hoped that it was, his dick was sending an obvious message.

Now focusing on what matters… Good god what was that perfect body?! If you could pull him, you sure that would be the luckiest woman alive.

Being weirdly satisfied you laid on the floor, covering your mouth with one of your hands and coming down from your high, starting giggling like an idiot and kicking your feets on the air so embarrassed by the situation but thinking how funny the life is and experiences are not individuals, like as walking naked in your own house because the weather was hot and run into with your hot neighbor by the window doing the same thing.

Well, let's not think for now off by the fact that he lived at the house by your side. And probably tomorrow you would have to say good morning to him.

— as it is my first "fanfic" thing that i write and post here, just tagging some mutuals to boost the post. sorry if i'm bothering! 🤎🦋

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[witchthewriter]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐀𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, Valyrian blood (dragon rider), and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

idea from: @archer10.

a/n: This is pure headcanon; based on their personalities (that I've felt they're close to). And yes, I know there aren't facts about how dragons lay eggs/parent/act around younglings. But this is too cute. And dragons are very smart - I think more human than animal at times.

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍:

・Much like his original rider, Aegon the Conquorer, I think Balerion would be a pretty good dragon-dad

・Very present and contributes to the upbringing of his lil ones

・HUGE compared to the hatchlings and is so careful about it

・Most likely mated with both Meraxes and Vhagar (if a male has to be involved???)

・Tears up when he's proud

・Knows that he might put too much pressure on his kids - but he refuses to bring them to the dragonpit, or any small enclosed area.

・It is known that dragons grow faster and larger when they have their freedom.

・The dragonpit is essentially stunting the dragons growth.

・Balerion is 100000% protective; even if his rider is there. He has his eyes on you, his current rider. Huffs when you get a bit too close.

・Especially if it's his first clutch.

・Feels bad about it but knows you understand. Dragon babies aren't like regular babies. They're very uncommon.

・When he has another lot of babies, he absolutely wants you involved as well. He realises that hatchlings aren't glass. And being around a trusted human can help their growth.

・You'd end up being parent no.3

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐗𝐄𝐒:

・Gentle, loving and has said she has eyes in the back of her head

"But Mum that's impossible!"

"No it isn't, now go and play with your siblings"

・Wants to show off her babies to you, her rider, immediately.

"Look! We can have babies at the same time!" She says, and you just smile faintly at her. She truly is your best friend.

・Purrs at her nest, her big wing covering them so they're at their warmest.

・Completely allows you to come and sleep with them at night. It's one of the greatest experiences you've ever had. Four little dragons huddled around you, as you lay right next to Meraxes.

・Her wing like a shelter for the five of you.

・You could have sworn she was singing to help all of you sleep

𝐕𝐇𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐑:

・All her hatchlings turn out to be strong dragons

・But she only has one clutch and she's done, not raising anyone else

・Is a bit touchy if her rider (You) makes sudden movements around the younglings

・But you know her personality well. Very well. Similar to your own. You know when enough is enough.

・Hides them away for the first few months

・But still does her duty to you -

・However, every night she goes back to where she left them to find them all asleep. Little snores coming from the biggest baby.

・She huffs in delight. Upset that Balerion isn't here to see this. He would have loved these children.

・They little ones love you though. You'll bring them something to eat and then stroke their little bodies. They absolutely purr with delight.

𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑:

・Single Mother

・Type of Mum who gets the car seat ready, the bag ready, hops in the car and feels like she forget something - yeah the kid

・The hatchlings get her tail and accidentally hit each other in the face

・So excited to show them how to fly, it brings her a lot of joy to show them the world.

・They have a special call if anyone gets lost; there's all different types. For example, if someone is in danger, if they're hungry, scared, by themselves etc.

・Very comfortable with you, her rider, interacting and playing with her little ones.

・Just don't take them away or anything...otherwise she cannot be held responsible for what she'll do next.

・Constantly makes happy chirping noises

・Licks them clean until they're old enough to fly with her to a waterfall

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐋:

・"Too Small To Eat"

・Then he grows attached; there was only one that hatched and he said 'shit now I have to protect you.'

・Growls when he's had enough of the youngling. At first the little one was frightened of the big black dragon, with vibrant eyes and fire the colour of wildfire

・But then the youngling understood what set off the old dragons moods, and what made them better.

・Rough relationship at the start

・But being alone starts to sound kinda shitty when he has a lil friend with him.

・If anyone or anything tried to hurt his youngling, he would tear them apart.

・Pretends he doesn't know, but whenever the hatchling gets tired of flying, he'll land on Can's back.

・Booped Can's nose once and than ran away and hide for like thirty minutes.

𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑:

・As the mount of Jahaerys, he and Alysanne's dragon, Silverwing, were practically married. (Jahaerys and Alysanne were married and had 14 children)

・Grumpy Dad Who Loves His Kids

・Huffs when they climb on him - an attack of the hatchlings, he pretends they're winning and then jumps up and shakes them all off.

・They definitely whine like, "aww daaaaad! we were wiinniinnggg!"

"Sorry, I have to go pee."

"Ew dad!"

"What! Like you don't pee. Little hypocrites." He says while trudging away. Tail swinging from side to side just in case a little one is there. He does love giving them a lil slap.

・Not one to push the younglings to their limits; he's probably the most accepting of his children out of the male dragons.

・Very very anxious when they were first learning how to fly, and he nearly died when they started flying long distances.

"Honey, I can't handle this. My heart-" Vermithor chokes out.

"Oh knock it off," Silverwing replies with a laugh.

𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆:

・MOTHER. PURE MOTHER.

・She has that energy of being a great Mum to me. Especially with her rider being Alysanne, who was an advocate for women in Westeros.

・It is canon that she and Vermithor were close, and in my eyes they were mates. Partners. Married <3

・So, I think around hatchlings she would be such a mother hen.

・Letting out little noises to let her babies know she's close.

・Would definitely do 'The Mum Face' when she's fed up. Doesn't snap unless the hatchlings try to hurt each other.

・The most present mother out of the bunch ...

・Kicks Vermithor awake in the mornings; 'they're your kids before the sun's in the sky'

・Panics when she doesn't know where everyone is

・ExtreMELY protective of her babies; I think she had a very clutches that never hatched and she felt the loss of them.

[lovcrss]

jealous!peter maximoff headcanons please !

JEALOUS PETER HEADCANONS!

— peter could easily get jealous

— he’s an insecure baby, so he still can’t believe he managed to get you to be in a relationship with him

— whoever you had an extra moment of conversation with, or God forbid, laughter - didn’t go unnoticed by him

— he’d get all shy in public when he would see that, but when you were left alone he wasn’t hesitating to whine about it

— “i don’t get what there was to laugh about.”

“peter, it was a long line. talking with the people who are around you is called socialising.”

“that guy was socialising with you a little to hard.”

— when it gets to him too much, he’d get all handsy

— if a male friend of yours gets on his nerves, his arms would be all around you

— he’d hang his arms around your neck, waist, try to steal your attention

— if he felt too nervous, he’d use his speed to take laps around the place, or take you with him

— he just wants your eyes on him, he wants you to laugh at his jokes and foolery more than anyone else’s

— when you’re getting coffee together and the waiter behaves funny and cheery, you are just being nice to him in return, but peter isn’t very happy about that

“how weird is that guy”, peter scoffs

“he was being nice.”

“i’ll show him what’s nice”, he murmurs under his breath

— he’d frown a lot, roll his eyes at anyone who talked to you too much

— peter would also be soooooo CLINGY when he’s jealous likeee

— he won’t let you go, good luck getting his hands off of you

— he’d search for reassurance all the time, acting mad at first

— insecurities took over, he thought you were too good for him all the time, so it was hard seeing you interact with guys he thought were better than him

— pleaaaseeeee give this guy all your attention, my baby

— “you still love me?”

“no, dumbass. what kind of a question is that? of course I do.”

“just makin’ sure.”

[wickedwitchofthesouth]

Really specific X men headcanons I can't get out of my head :

Scott is colour blind and can't really tell what colour jeans hair is. It's also the reason why he's so shit at Flying the Blackbird

Logan likes milo. Chocolate milk in general actually

Kurt is a super super massive ABBA fan

Scott is autistic and OCD (Scott being OCD is canon)

Bobby doesn't like watching horror movies. Warren is the biggest horror movie buff you'll ever meet

Scott is claustrophobic, and it's like.... really bad, like - doesn't like to close his rooms door - bad.

Storm loves Boygenius

Pietro is actually really into literary classics but pretends he isn't because it doesn't fit his cool guy aesthetic

Bobby lies and tells everyone his favourite movie is Pulp fiction, but it's actually Frozen 2

Warren and Laura went to watch barbinheimer together. Warren cried during barbie. Laura shed one single man tear during the ending of Opinheimer

In the same vane- it's impossible to watch Historical Films with logan because he will fact-check everything with his own experience of those historical times. Like an old dad screaming at a football game on the TV.

Jubilee introduced Scott to mitski. Its the worst mistake of her life.

Jean uses her powers to cheat in family boardgame nights

Peitro is the kind of person to predict the whole plot of a movie in the first 2 minutes without even having to watch it.

Charles doesn't wear sunglasses because too many kids have called him mr worldwide for it.

Erik is actually a really good cook.

Logan watches Supernatural (unironicily) wade makes fun of him for it (he's the reason logan started watching it at all)

Thats all for now Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.

[fear-is-truth]

Omg that Evans sleepwear request one was so good.

If I may offer one alternative to my favourite boy:

*ahem*

Consider: Peter Maximoff being lazy and instead of kicking off his jeans and putting on pajama pants, he just stays in his boxers instead.

...thank you and you're welcome for the mental image that that creates.

i see your vision, anon. *walks up to microphone*

PETER MAXIMOFF, flopping onto the bed like he’s got all the time in the world. the moment he hits the mattress, his jeans are a forgotten afterthought, tossed aside without a care, leaving him in nothing but his boxers—blue, adorned with a scatter of lightning bolts. the waistband of them, just tight enough to create a tempting little ridge, rests at the perfect angle to highlight the subtle, silver dusting of hair that starts below his navel—trailing downward, disappearing into the fabric and leaving one’s mind to wander. faint abs (more from the constant metabolism than any actual workouts) sit there, a soft definition that catches the light when he stretches out his body across the bed with one knee bent, giving him a slouched, lazy posture. silver locks of hair tumble over his forehead, still tousled from his constant zipping around. full lips part just slightly, the warmth of his breath moving lazily in and out, while his eyes are heavy, half-lidded with the effort of keeping his mind on the comic book in his hand… his eyes flicker lazily to the pages, but you can tell his mind’s drifting elsewhere. with soft sigh, his head tilts back slightly, and the comic slips from his grasp, forgotten as his eyelids flutter closed.

[purehypnotic]

hi! can you make a fluff headcanon of pietro maximoff pleaseee?😩

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🤍𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞-𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐳𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬.

🤍𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐛, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭-𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫, 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞.

🤍𝐇𝐞 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. 𝐈𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐚. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐮𝐩 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐚 š𝐢š𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥-𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐒𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬.

🤍𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐠𝐢𝐚-𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐡𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐒𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 ��𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐥.

🤍𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.

𝒊𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆

𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒔𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒆🎀

[beforetimes]

if there's one thing that can be said about peter maximoff, it's that he's always got his ear to the ground when it comes to gossiping. it's like, his thing by now. if anyone wanted to hide their secrets from him they'd be fresh out of luck because despite how much he darts around and lets himself trail off sentences in the middle of them to zip off and do something else because he got tired of slowing himself down in the middle of it, he is surprisingly good at being quiet when he needs to and being at the right place at the right time. he has a very good record when it comes to this stuff, so he knows it's not bullshit when he's figured out that his dad—which, like, wow, his dad?—is in the dating scene. he knows it. what's more of a surprise is that he's gotten all strung up with charles xavier, of all people.

which, like, peter doesn't hate the guy. he doesn't! he was just under the impression that ten years ago—wow, ten years really fly when you really think about it, that day feels like forever ago and yesterday at the same time—that charles and erik hated each other. so he guesses he missed the memo where they kissed and made up after punches were thrown in the pentagon's elevator by a drenched, half-sober man who looked like he would laser erik to death with his eyes the way scott tries to do to peter about four times a week without even taking off his glasses in case he'd accidentally make it stick. though he couldn't, because, like. peter is very fast. duh.

so. the evidence behind his claims goes as follows (of course he collected evidence, peter says to ororo, affronted, when she asks if he even had proof. what was he, an ameteur?):

1. erik keeps taking lunch breaks.

it's not like he didn't before but he was definitely less likely to. when they were rebuilding the x-mansion after it blew up and he was their heaviest lifter, it would be rare to peel him away from all the construction. erik was actually weirdly good at building, which peter didn't really expect for some reason because he was always under the impression all the guy did was like. terrorize people. or kill them. or twist spoons into pretzels just because he could. but no, nowadays he's been taking more lunch breaks than ever and it's a very pointed difference, even though they've already finished construction a few months ago and erik didn't really have a reason to stay. unless the reason to stay was so he could be with charles! (scott stares at him with that unimpressed, laser-eyes look again so peter flips him off and continues past the sputtering).

2. he's also like, weirdly nice now?

which isn't to say that peter didn't think terrorists couldn't be nice. which sounds bad but erik might be the one exception. anyway, when peter saved him about a decade ago he remembered the guy being kind of an asshole when he met up with charles for the first time and yes he knows that it puts a damper on his dating theory, jean, but he's not done yet so wait a second. anyway, he was less of an asshole when he came back to help fix the mansion after trying to kill the whole world so peter guessed he kind of swings on a pendulum between good and evil and whatever they get on that day is like the worlds most important and demented coin flip. that's besides the point. so when he was back here to help fix things up he stayed out of everyone's way and he wouldn't do much to bother anyone because in peter's opinion erik didn't want to scare the little kids who knew of his reputation even if they didn't know his face. but, like, now he's been here a while it's like a complete 180. peter caught him teaching a seven year old how to tie his shoes the other day. a thirteen year old shortstack was rocking back and forth on her heels while erik got her a book from one of the higher shelves of the mansions newly refurbished library (who knew that once you saved the world there would be at least one or two places willing to donate books on top of charles' infinite wealth?). it was like stepping into the twilight zone. but it was real. like, peter saw the hint of a real smile on erik's face one time when he saw the man looking over the grassy field of the school. it freaked him out a bit.

3. charles knows how erik takes his coffee

this is admittedly one of his weaker arguments from the lead-in, peter concedes when he gets blank stares from storm, jean, scott, and kurt. like, even kurt! he didn't think that was a look he could pull from that kid. anyway, peter says that it's pretty damn obvious that erik has a whole thing when it comes to charles being in his head. he's heard from someone who heard from a friend who eavesdropped on a teacher who overheard charles and raven after a faculty meeting that the helmet erik wore all the damn time when he was evil was to keep charles from getting into his head. which explains a lot. anyway erik has a complex about charles getting in his head. but he doesn't wear the helmet now and peter heard charles one morning when he was getting ready to start the day off by eating at least two and a half boxes of poptarts. he heard the man say something like coffee? and he heard erik reply with a hum and charles went how dyou want it and erik said don't you know already? and peter had peered in then and seen erik gesture to his head. and he wasn't defensive about it at all and charles had this really weird look on his face that peter spend a few seconds examining in hyperspeed before getting away from the whole thing because the vibes were so weird. but yeah. erik let charles into his head just for some coffee after spending like two decades trying to keep charles out of his head. which has to mean something (and peter knows he's hooked them now because even scott is leaning in like he's interested and that kid would pretend he had a ticklish throat and needed a water bottle more than anyone else in the immediate vicinity if peter was on fire in front of him).

4. all the chess boards

like, they're all over the place. it's excessive. there's a different game set up in the library, on a table in the garden, on charles' desk in his office, on erik's desk in his office and his bedroom. and no one touches them because no one likes fucking chess except for cute little ten year old jenny because her grandfather taught her before she accidentally turned his house into clouds and seventeen year old thomas who's a prick because he thinks he's more distinguished than anyone ever because he came all the way over from europe or whatever the fuck and peter can't see either of them sitting down to play one game, let alone multiple. and he knows chess is charles and erik's thing because he saw the board in erik's room one time—(you were in his room? ororo asks with a very deep look and peter nods and goes yeah we've been bonding lately but it's kind of one sided because it's more like me showing up and him tolerating me until i leave but like it's progress!)—and peter asked before erik could get a chance to politely kick him out and erik actually paused and told him that chess was a shared hobby of theirs from a few years back and get this, peter says conspiratorially, leaning forward as the rest follow suit. he smiled. like a full on real smile with teeth. and peter was so taken aback he was like that's sweet man and then left before he could be kicked out. and now he knows that the only people who play chess in this mansion are dickhead european thomas and sweet little jenny and charles and erik, all the games all over the place have to be charles and erik's which means they spend a lot more time together than he thought before. and they plan to spend it together because a lot of these games are half finished, like they leave and come back every few days depending on how much free time either of them have. (and now everyone looks thoroughly hooked because the evidence peter brings is good because peter is a hell of a gossip, dammit. he won't have people questioning his skills when it comes to this. he was made to be at old little women's tea parties where they talk about their evil husbands doing war crimes. that's what he guesses goes on there, anyway, considering his first gossip session with his mom went that way)

5. charles is happier now

and jean frowns at this one right off the bat but no one really says anything because the way peter said it was soft and kind of less jokey than the rest of his tirade. because it was something he wasn't really expecting? because charles wasn't sad per se, he was always happy in front of the kids and he didn't try to drag them down with his own moods and ever since the guy got sober he's looked a hell of a lot more put together than when he showed up on peter's doorstep, tired and hungover and just plain heartbroken. but even in that small time frame between defeating apocalypse and the mansion being rebuilt, he was just... sort of happy. happy he lived, maybe. happy the world made it and his mansion was being rebuilt so he could home all these poor kids without anywhere to turn to that understood them. but wow, the stark difference between a charles that was kind of okay and a charles that was happy was like night and day. he was just so much brighter now that it took peter aback sometimes. he hummed under his breath whenever peter walked by him in the halls at a human speed and those old withered plants in his office started to stand taller, as if someone finally started watering them. and hank stopped staring at charles the way he did when peter met them a decade ago—waiting for something to give. so, yeah, charles is definitely happier now when no one even knew he was unhappy at all. and it all started when erik started taking lunch breaks.

and jean and scott and ororo and kurt are looking at him less like he's pulling their legs and more like he's made a point that makes them a little sad which wasn't the goal but he gets it. charles is like, jean's dad in a way, and the rest really look up to him despite only being here just shy of a year, so to hear this guy that they always saw as this strong bastion of optimism and goodwill was just sort of sad all the time right under their noses was probably depressing the hell out of the four of them. but it was the truth. and peter knows it was because he can practically see them recalling how the professor was before he got there and before he made up with erik.

so yeah. peter is right. erik and charles are probably dating and now four more people know that charles is happier than he was before and erik is too. and privately, peter thinks maybe if erik is happy to find family in charles, he'd be happy to find family in peter, too. but that's something for another day. he's just suddenly aware of the fact that he's so glad these guys who were so bent out of shape and angry and irritated and heartbroken and assholeish ten years ago are looking at each other like the sun took up custody of both their smiles or whatever.

anyway i'll see you guys later, peter tells them, and races off before they can say anything. he's already halfway across the school and in his room playing pac-man before any of them can blink.

[nightsilver]

Nightsilver headcanons

Peter holds onto little things that remind him of good times—a receipt from a diner he and Kurt went to, a guitar pick from a concert, a broken piece of tech Hank let him fiddle with. He pretends he’s not sentimental, but his room has hidden keepsakes all over it.

Though he doesn’t use humour as a defence mechanism like Peter often does, Kurt is actually quite funny when he wants to be. His humour is dry and sharp, often making others burst into laughter when they least expect it. 

Kurt loves sketching. His room is full of little doodles and drawings—landscapes, people, his teammates. It’s his way of relaxing after missions. Peter likes to sneak in and grab the sketches, teasing him, “Oh, who’s this handsome guy?” when he finds a drawing of himself.

On missions, they work like a well-oiled machine. If Peter rushes into danger, Kurt is always one step behind, teleporting in to support him, and vice versa. They trust each other’s instincts completely, knowing when to step in and when to let the other shine.

Their banter is inherently flirtatious, and it’s obvious to the rest of the team long before they even realise it themselves.

Peter listens to music almost constantly. He’s got a playlist for everything—missions, training, hanging out, and even one for Kurt that’s filled with soft, slower tracks.

Kurt is the only one who can get Peter to actually sit still for longer than five minutes. Whether it’s listening to Kurt read or just spending time together, Kurt’s presence gives Peter something to focus on that doesn’t require speed or adrenaline.

Kurt tends to carry a lot of guilt and worry for the people he cares about. If someone gets hurt, especially Peter, he takes it personally, thinking he should’ve done more. He prays for the safety of his friends before every mission.

For someone who’s constantly moving, Peter craves touch in a subtle way. He won’t admit it, but physical affection—like a pat on the back or a casual arm around his shoulder—grounds him. His powers make him feel disconnected from the world, but when someone touches him, it reminds him that he’s still present.

Peter has a hard time letting people in emotionally. He uses sarcasm and bravado to deflect, but deep down, he’s much more sensitive than he lets on. He feels everything intensely—he’s just not great at processing it in real-time, so it often comes out in unexpected bursts.

Their banter works because Peter’s relentless energy is balanced by Kurt’s calm and steady nature, and when Kurt does tease, it has an almost unexpected bite that Peter secretly loves.

[lostreverb]

whoever decided that peter maximoff can use his powers to vibrate his hands is a downright FREAK

[velvet4510]

Headcanon that Erik's nickname for Peter is "little cheetah."

[delusional-fantasising]

Peter Maximoff boyfriend headcanons SFW

- This man is super whipped for you and he is not a people pleaser but he hates seeing you not happy so this man will do everything for you just to have you happy

- Never ask him to cook, he will burn the house down but he will never admit it, he will go to your favourite place, order take out then put it on one of his plates acting like he cooked and plated it

- If you don't meet him in high school good luck trying to find any old pictures of himself, he will hide them all because he had a few phases in high school he's too embarrassed to show you ever. You will have better luck asking his mom for old pictures

- He lends out clothing like crazy to you, you need a shirt? He has a massive collection of band shirts. Do you need pants? The drawer is open for the picking for you. You may have to convince him to give up his prized jacket and goggles but once he sees you in it, it won't be very hard convincing him afterwards

- He loves it when you run his fingers through his hair, he just melts and has a goofy whipped smile on his face

- He will never tell you but if you ever see a claw machine and want one of the plushies, he will lead you away from the machine before making a disappearing act. One crime later and he has the plush, telling you that he is just the boss at claw machines (Total lie, he just grabbed the keys from a worker and opened the thing.)

- Understand this if you like something he will do research on it in the blink of the eye to show how much he cares about what you like. It can get a bit scary though when he knows more about your interest than you

- He had a calendar with any important information about you and he keeps track of stuff for you if you ask. Especially when he's older, despite him getting distracted easily he writes everything down because he's also forgetful

[pietrosbulletsstuff]

Waking up pietro to ask him to help you fall asleep 

As you tossed and turned for what seemed like hours and hours until you finally decided to check the time.. 2:49 am read back. You turned over and looked at Pietro for a few minutes debating if you wanted to wake him. You've been debating about this for a while as you started up at the ceiling. You didn't want to bother him but you've tried almost everything to fall asleep. You tap pietro lightly a couple of times. You slowly started to become impatient. 

“Pietro” you say while tapping him lighting on his shoulder. 

‘What's the matter�� his accent more proficient since he just woke up 

“I can't fall asleep" you say as you look at him with a slight pout. 

You make eye contact in the dark the only light source being from the small plug from the wall

he asks “well in what way do you want me to help? baby..” Touching the side of your face. 

“Pietro, you know how you can help me.. Please?” 

Pietro pretends to think for a moment– after what seemed hours you turned your back towards him- embarrassed nevermind 

Without saying anything you turned over pulling some of the cover with you, rolling your eyes.

    Pietro laughs as he jokingly asks you to turn over. you ignore him feeling embarrassed that this happened. He moves closer to you in the bed and says “Baby I'm sorry.. I know what you want.” while kissing your neck. “I just wanted to mess with you a little. That's all, I promise I'm sorry.”

You decided to give pietro the silent treatment. You can feel pietro sitting up in the bed moving towards the end of the bed but don't pay it any attention. As he gently lifts up your knee to and kind of moves you so you can lay on your back. He moves in between the middle of your legs; picking up your ankle and kissing it as he makes his way up. 

you take a slow deep breath in as Pietro asks, “is this what you wanted me to help you with? Hm? I wanna hear your voice, princess.” “Pietro…” you breathe out; he leaves purple bruises on your thighs. He starts kissing that area around the bruises briefly. 

 he stops and asks “do you forgive me?” while hovering over you; kissing your neck once again. “No.” You say. He takes that as a challenge as he says a smug “okay” with a smirk starting to grow on his face. “That's fine with me when we are done you're gonna forget why you were even mad at me.”

Before you can think of what to say back he attaches his mouth and you gasp. automatically your hands go to his hair which pushes him deeper into you. You knew he liked the feeling of your hands getting somewhat tangled in his hair. to be honest you liked it too because it gave you some sense of control.

 As your hand tangled in his hair you lifted your left leg up and put it on his shoulder. His tongue circled your clit before he fully took it in his mouth. Your back arched off the bed as you removed your hands from his hair and moved your right hand to the pillow under you and your left hand balled the cover where pietro once lied. Your eyes fell closed but they opened as soon as you felt pietro pulling away. You sit up on your elbows to see why he stopped. He reached up and pulled your hands back down to his hair. 

 When you finally reached your peak he put 2 fingers inside of you so you can ride out your high. You moved your hands from his hair to put them on his face as you gently brought him up to lean over you as you kissed him.

You reached down to pull his pajama pants down to return the favor but then he reached over y/n to check the time then looked back to you. This time leaning over you on his forearms so that all of his weight isn't crushing you- He said “you don't have to” “but i want to help” you said. He laid next to you and reached his arm around you to pull you closer. 

You can help at another time; now go to sleep he said as he kissed the side of your forehead. A few minutes later he turned his head towards you to find you asleep. He smiled to himself as he closed his eyes to fall asleep himself.

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word count: 781 words

(I'm open to criticism as long as you're nice about it since this is the first thing I've ever written, also feel free to request i'll probably be putting up the list of people ill write for later)

[witchthewriter]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑶𝒏𝒆.

⤷ gender neutral, Valyrian blood (dragon rider), and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: I was inspired by @reiignonme, and I just HAD to do this. I'm so excited to write it. Also, I do know that dragons are aggressive creatures, but to their bonded rider, they're different.

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍:

・The God of Dragons, is what his title should have been

・But to you, he wasn't the intimidating beast that everyone saw him as.

・To you he was a work of art, a creation so wonderous that your breath hitched whenever you saw him.

・You show your love to him by laying beside him, treating him with respect and dignity.

・You hate leaving him on his own, but you allow him his independence.

・Never in a million years would you put him in the Dragonpit, chained and waiting for you.

・And in turn, he shows you his love by fiercely protecting you. He will fly you anywhere, and calls whenever he's beckoned.

・Only obedient to you, he doesn't listen to anyone else but you. However, it's almost as if he's level-headed and can be reasoned with.

・The other dragons fall in line and let him lead - which means you're the leader as well.

・His roar is earth-shakingly loud. And it can be heard from miles away.

・All of your subjects bow to you, knowing your power.

・Because we know, that a dragonrider has the same traits as their dragon.

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐗𝐄𝐒:

・Is quite the adventurous dragon; she isn't one to be paraded around like Silverwing or Dreamfyre. She rather dislikes large crowds, preferring mountainsides and flying over oceans. She doesn't like small spaces either.

・Bonding with Meraxes was like bonding with a Border Collie - always has energy and curiosity

・But unlike Quicksilver, Meraxes is less energetic in a comic sense. She's more mature; more battle-worn.

・Will protect you unrelentingly.

・Hates sudden loud noises

・But loves hearing how much you love her and how much of a good job she's done

・Her teeth are smaller than the other dragons, but more pointed/sharp and there's more of them

・Her roar is also more high pitch and of a scream

・Meraxes' scales are pearlescent and seem to move in the sunlight

・Not many people know that, because she doesn't like being approached by others.

・That's why she isn't kept in the dragonpit.

・But she isn't as aggressive as Vermithor or the Cannibal

・You can tell that she wants a mate though, and often tries to woo Balerion - but he wants none of it.

𝐕𝐇𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐑:

・She shows her love by waiting for you to sit on her saddle before taking off.

・You have to shout out the command to fly and then, she takes off.

・You have a very special bond with Vhagar, which clicked into place because you would spend more time looking after her than making her fly.

・For example, talking to her, brushing/washing her, stroking her face.

・For those who don't think dragons understand - you're wrong because they really do. That's why some riders have a bigger bond than others.

・Some just see their dragon as an animal, as a beast. But those that see them as apart of them, that's when the true bond clicks into place.

・And you knew that being pampered is everyone's dream - or just being doted upon. So, because you put in the hours for her, she does the same for you.

・She obeys your commands without question, because she trusts you.

・But she doesn't like anyone else touching her, in fact there's a few trainers with burnt hands because of Vhagar.

・She loves laying in the sun, and will fly you to a beach to lay in the sand. Often you're chastised by your family for bringing sand into the castle.

𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑:

・LOVES TO FLY

・She's the type of dragon to be like, "let's go faster! let's go faaaaasteeeer!"

・Isn't as aggressive as others, but would rather be away from people if able.

・Hates being paraded around

・But will do it if persuaded with food and belly rubs (although most dragons don't like to expose their stomachs as it is one of their most vulnerable body parts)

・When you introduce her to a friend or acquaintance, she does a big roar and then huffs a laugh at the person's scared response

・One of the more docile dragons like Silverwing

・Has similar colouring to Meraxes, but unlike her, Quicksilver is smaller but nimbler.

・One of the fastest

・Can beat anyone in a race

・And she LOVES to race

・Has to be ridden everyday otherwise she goes hyperactive and will lash out at the trainers

・Once when you were bedridden for a week, she flicked a whole group of trainers with her tail and then let out the biggest flame she had ever expelled.

・Tail flick = I'm irritated, Roar = I'm hungry or is trying to scare someone for a laugh, Fire = she is actually angry, Baring her teeth = scared

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐋:

・No one is allowed to approach him, hell no one is allowed to look at him.

・He's an incredibly aggressive and temperamental dragon. One that hates everyone but you.

・Completely black, he's known for eating other dragons - which makes him an outsider. No dragon, no matter how mighty, doesn't feel safe around him

・Even Balerion keeps his distance

・You weren't sure whether to keep his name or not, since you did have an emotional connection with him.

・But you guessed that he like being intimidating

・You have to feed him yourself or he will go hunting for dragons or sheep. Hasn't actually eaten a person, but has killed many.

・As he's your bonded dragon, people are a lot more intimidated by you. Since dragons and riders have somewhat similar traits.

・Although he does like showing you his den. He looks at you like, 'it's nice, isn't it. Did you see the bones I placed at the front? Yeah...it's to scare people off...'

・You see him differently than others see him. You aren't afraid of him. It's how you were able to bond with him in the first place.

・There was something in his eye that you thought was vulnerability, rather than hostility.

𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑:

・His favourite form of physical touch is being scratched, like, really really scratched.

・Vermithor's back leg will wobble in absolute delight

・Especially when you get to those places where he cannot reach himself

・Doesn't like anyone but you doing it (or anyone but you being in the room when you do it)

・He's a very private & grumpy boi. Doesn't like being woken too early either. And likes to have an afternoon nap.

・And an angry/aggressive one too. He doesn't like being woken up early, and once you had to dodge out of his firing line. When he realised it was you, he made a really long upset face (that only you and his only other rider, Jaehaerys has seen)

・But he's incredibly loyal, and would die for you.

・What's important to you, is important to him (unless it's before 8am)

・Can sense when you're overwhelmed and will let out a huge roar so no one comes near

・Likes when you fall asleep with him. He may like his solitude, but he doesn't mind company (it depends on the company)

・Actually likes doing royal processions because he gets to show off how big and scary he is. He knows it's too remind the people of whose in charge.

𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆:

・The least aggressive out of all the dragons (but that doesn't make her a formidable foe.)

・It's almost as if Silverwing understands that dragons keep people in line, but an approachable dragon keeps the respect and admiration of the people

・If she's patient and sociable with others, then you know damn well she has all the love, patience and affection for you.

・She shows her affection by nuzzling into your open palm, her eyes closed and you swear her lips are in the shape of a smile

・Wherever you are - standing alone, or in a crowd etc., she has her body wrapped around you; shielding you.

・And when you're alone together, she'll lay down and let you rest with her, and/or on her. Then, she'll fully wrap around you to help you warm up.

・She absolutely loves spending time with you. Funnily enough, she's a very outgoing dragon.

・She won't let you come into any harm though. Either because she herself has placated the people who could hurt you (the common people) by interacting with them calmly and gently.

・And if anyone tries to hurt you, she's the first to react. Although her temperament seems calm, she is highly protective of you and will burn someone to ash if they try to hurt you.

・When you're in King's Landing and the King demands that Silverwing be put in the Dragonpits, you sneak down to sleep with her. You have a very tight bond.

・Otherwise, she takes you somewhere else to sleep; amongst the grass, so you can fall asleep underneath the stars.

[fantasticgothicpeachsludge]

I just think it’d be funny…