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cassieb1617 · 1 year

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Listen to the sound of your voice💌

Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x fem!shapeshifter!reader

Fluff

Summary: Pietro found himself enjoying your voice the most, especially on Valentine‘s Day.

Warning: just a bunch of fluff, reader opens up about an insecurity but it‘s all good in the end, language (swearing)

A/N: I was having a Scream marathon while writing this and it was really confusing at times to write fluff and watch a splatter movie next to it. By the way, I have no idea how to properly celebrate Valentine‘s Day so bear with me in this one.

February 14 was the most wonderful day for some people. The sun was shining just a small tad brighter on the day of love, waves were more peaceful and the sky was clearer. Flowers were wilting less fast and were gifted from one person to another. Little gifts formed in hearts are ready to be bought from every supermarket and expensive jewelry was promoted on every website known to men. Pietro never enjoyed Valentine‘s Day since the incident in Sokovia. Sure, he had a date sometimes but nothing was ever coming out of it. He‘s always remembered of his parents on Valentine‘s Day, as he was younger he always got to see his parents relishing their love. His father always brought his mother flowers and his mother always made him his favourite food. They didn‘t have much money growing up so the presents were small but Pietro had seen that they meant the world for each other.

Now years later Pietro was a part of the Avengers and Valentine‘s Day never quite lost its touch. Tony Stark was always someone to buy presents to show his love and Pietro had seen him more than once on Armor‘s day giving Pepper an expensive bunch of flowers, a bracelet, watch or anything else. Vision and his sister Wanda had decided to take the whole day for themselves and Pietro didn‘t want to know what exactly they were doing. Bucky and Steve went out to enjoy a day as a couple, something they couldn‘t do back in their days. Bruce and Natasha didn‘t plan something bad, as far as Pietro knew, but he knew that they had a table booked at an expensive restaurant. Sam was off on a date with a girl he met a few weeks ago and Thor wasn‘t on earth. It left Pietro and you alone on love‘s day at the compound and Pietro thought that that was just perfect.

To be honest with himself, Pietro has never been truly in love with someone. Sure, he had a few dates here and there and there were some flings he had but he was never in love. The girls he dated were never girls where he thought they were the one and it may not seem like it but Pietro truly believed that every person on this planet, no matter how cruel, has a person that is made for them. The people just have to find their own way of making it work.

„So, it seems that it‘s just the two of us, uh?“ Your voice cut through Pietro‘s trail of thoughts. He looked at you and Pietro could swear you had a small glint of disappointment on your face. „You got no date today?“

Pietro smiled slightly at her and bowed his head a bit in mock offense, „You act like I got a date everyday, dragon.“ You smiled at the blonde man in front of you, the nickname for you falling effortlessly from his lips, „I changed into a dragon for you once on your birthday, will you ever let it go?“

Pietro chuckled at your words as he shook his head, „Never. But anyway, why are you not out? Everyone else is, I thought I got the compound for me.“ The smile on your face didn‘t falter for a second but Pietro noticed the slight fall of your shoulders, „Valentine‘s Day isn‘t something for me, y‘know? I never really go on dates much anyway, I‘ve got an important job to do.“ Your explanation didn‘t really make sense for him, sure being an Avenger was important but going on dates was still possible.

„Well then it seems like it‘s us then, eh? Seems like we‘re going out on a date then?“ Pietro knew that this was a big shot and he didn‘t know if you would agree but damn, he wanted you to agree so badly. Despite his serial dating, his interest in you never once reduced. You had this big impact on him that you didn‘t even notice. Pietro could write a novel about the many times the team noticed Pietro being smitten with you and you being oblivious. Steve liked to tease him about it, he always said that Bucky was the same back in the day.

„I guess it means that we‘re going out then, what‘s your plan then?“ Pietro laughed slightly before shrugging, „Well, how about we go to that café nearby and we get the most delicious strawberry cake there is? I know that that‘s your favourite and that the barista there keeps a piece for you.“ The smile on your face couldn‘t vanish if someone tried removing it from you.

„No flowers? Oh, Pietro, I thought you were at least a gentleman. You need to step up your game.“ Your teasing made him chuckle as he leaned forward to take your hand. „You just wait, Dragon, I‘m gonna give you the best Valentine‘s Day ever, I promise.“

Pietro was right, the barista did leave a piece of strawberry chocolate cake for you. „How do you know that that‘s my favourite?“ Pietro gave a nonchalant shrug, his eyes never leaving the street before them.

„You know, just hearing it here and there.“ It wasn‘t a complete lie, he did hear it from his sister. But Pietro also knew that the strawberry chocolate cake from that üparticular café was your favourite because Pietro was infuriated with you. He may have never been in love but he knew he felt something for you that he didn‘t feel with anyone else. He thought about you all day long, he woke up with the motivation of hearing your voice, when he was on missions he got home for you and every time he sped to a market to get something it was for you and only you.

And you? Well, you never truly noticed. Of course you knew that you and Pietro were more than friends. Your constant flirting was definitely something that wasn‘t unintentional from both your sides but you never noticed that Pietro did most things for you. In your eyes, Pietro did these things for the rest of the team as well. He noticed the small details and things about you as much as he did the rest of the team.

„You may be the only person I can actually stand seeing on Valentine‘s Day.“ Pietro laughed slightly before shaking his head in disbelief.

„Seriously though, how come you don‘t have a date today?“ Your smile was slipping for a second and Pietro was afraid he had ruined the mood but it came back as fast as it slipped, „I do have a date today, we‘re out right now, aren‘t we?“ Your voice was playful but Pietro could still hear the sadness that lingered in it. The look on his face told you that he didn‘t believe you so with a sigh you went on. „It‘s not that easy to find a date as me, you know? I mean, it never gets past the first date. Most of the guys I go out with are intimidated because of my abilities or my status as an Avenger or they are just going out with me in the first place because I‘m an Avenger. They don‘t really care about getting to know me.“

Pietro‘s shoulders slouched slightly and he had an irritated look on his face. „Well, then I‘ll make sure that you have the best Valentine‘s Day today! Come on, there is a flower shop nearby, we‘re getting your favourite flowers.“ You chuckled at his enthusiasm but took his hand nonetheless, „How do you know what my favourite flowers are?“ Pietro‘S teasing smile was addictive and you had to smile as well, „I know a lot of things about you that you have no idea about.“

The day with Pietro turned out to be really great. The two of you did all the things a couple would do, you got ice cream and shared it with one spoon, you went out to eat at a restaurant and you bought each other a present. You got each other matching jewelry, a necklace with your initial for him and a bracelet with his for you. You were back at the compound now, a movie playing in the background as you were talking about the most obscene nonsense. It was quiet as you two just looked into each other’s eyes, both wanting to make the next move but also not wanting to be the one doing it.

„I don‘t understand how they don‘t want to get to know you.“ Pietro‘s statement caught you off guard as you looked at him with confusion written in your face. „I mean, you‘re so much fun and you‘re so easy to talk to and, God, you‘re so pretty when you‘re getting mad about something. I‘d listen to you talk about anything anytime if you asked me to.“

„What do you mean?“ Pietro chuckled at the tone in your voce, just like a confused puppy. „You said they never truly listen to you but I don‘t know why, I can listen to you talk the whole day.“ Pietro could feel your nervous breath on his skin, a slight blush forming on his cheeks. „Have you ever been in love?“ Your question caught him off guard but he answered anyway, „Not that I know of, no. You?“

You smiled at him, „I don‘t think so but I‘d like to find out what it feels like, will you- eh, try to find it out with me?“ Your voice was trembling slightly and Pietro wanted nothing more than to take all your nerves away from you. He answered your question by leaning in and kissing you, your lips moving in sync and Pietro could swear that there were butterflies in his stomach. „Does that answer your question?“ You had a teasing smile on your face as you replied, „I don‘t know, you might have to do it again, just to be sure.“

Pietro smirked and that was how you spent the rest of your first but certainly not last Valentine‘s Day together. Kissing, cuddling and even cooking together while scaring the Avengers as soon as they got home.

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lokislittlemidgardian · 1 year

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Not since sokovia?

Content - age regression, cg!pietro, platonic!cg!avengers (mainly auntie!nat), crying, soft toys, sippy cups, cuddles, kind of forced age regression but not really, angst with a fluffy ending, not proofread, don’t like don’t read.

Summary - when you haven’t regressed in a long time your fellow avengers help you, and you get a new caregiver.

Authors note - I’m not kidding, this has been in my drafts for 4 months and I completely forgot about it, reblogs are greatly appreciated, I hope you enjoy<3

Translation - my love = moya lyubov', little rascal = nemnogo negodyay, baby bunny = zaychik

6 months.

It had been 6 months since you last regressed.

You knew because the last time you allowed yourself to enter your comforting headspace it was the night before you raided struckers hydra base looking for lokis sceptre, the night you met pietro.

You were the most unlikely pair but somehow you just worked in perfect harmony.

You didn't think your heart could beat so fast until you saw those bullets coming towards him, luckily steve had thrown his vibranium shield fast enough to block them from hitting him of the child that he stepped into save.

You had stuck around together alot after that he could always make you laugh when you were sad and he just got you, he was the perfect partner.

But you still felt like you had to keep your regression a secret from him, not to mention wanda.

The two of you got along quite well, it was a journey for to you trust her after all the things she made you re live in your mind but once you gor to know her you understood her perspective.

Everything was going very well except your secretive situation and you weren't the only one who was beginning to notice it.

Your fellow avengers were too.

Everyday they expected their little avenger to come down the stairs and see them but Everyday they had been disappointed and worried.

Everytime you got close to slipping one of the twins would come in and you would fight it off, they were beginning to get very worried.

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You were sitting on the sofa watching a show from back home on the ridiculously sized plasma screen that tony had bought for the common room.

Seriously, it was so big that you had to move the sofa back to see the graphics.

A few minutes later you were alerted to natasha coming down the stairs and coming to join you "morning nat" you smiled at her. "Good morning Y/N" she yawned sitting down beside you.

Looking towards you she could see the tension in your features, you looked so uncomfortable.

"Y/N can I ask you a question?" "Yeah okay"

"When was the last time you let yourself regress?"

Yep, you really didn't want that to be the question.

Looking forward you tried to ignore it hoping she would desist with the questions you knew it was a long shot but you figured maybe it would work.

It definitely didn't.

You were so on the edge with all of the questions you could feel yourself slipping each second "please tell me it's at least within the last month" "Tasha please" "the last two" she asked with desperation "tash please" the last three-" "Natasha!" You whined tears slipping down your face "Oh babes I'm sorry" she sighed embracing you gently.

"I didn't mean to make you upset I'm just worried about you" she said moving a stand of hair out of your eyes "I know" you whimpered into her shoulder

"sokovia" you heard her say quietly.

"What?" "Y/N please tell me you've regressed since sokovia." She said tenderly. You remained silent avoiding her eye, lying was never something you were good at.

"Oh honey" she sighed rubbing your arm gently “you know what, I don’t have anything to do today I can help if you want” “no” you mumbled you weren’t going to give in.

“Y/N is this because of pietro?” "no of course it's not" you exclaimed beginning to get frustrated moving up from your seat and storming back upstairs leaving Nat on the sofa alone.

“Oh Y/N” she sighed getting up and moving to the kitchenette where all the others were “we need to talk to the twins.”

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It had been a few hours since your outburst with Nat, you felt bad about it but at the same time if you regressed then you wouldn’t have been able to come out.

Moving back down the stairs you went looking for Natasha to apologise, you found her and the rest of your fellow avengers sitting in the main room surrounded by your little items and a children’s show playing in the background.

You tried to leave by steve picked you up and placed you on the sofa ignore your kicking.

“Y/N this is not healthy, you need to regress” bruce said sternly turning up the volume on the television slightly.

“But it’s-“ “nuh uh” tony said picking up your soft kitten toy and passing it to you “no arguing little one, you need to regress your regressing”

You had been battling your little mindset for 15 minutes before it took over you, god it felt lovely after so long.

“I’m sorry” you mumbled cuddling onto your soft toy and relaxing into the sofa looking at Nat “oh it’s okay lovely girl” she chuckled placing a kiss on the top of your head.

An hour and a half went by and you were very relaxed, you didn’t fully realise how much you missed it.

All of a sudden you heard two pairs of footsteps coming down the stairs and you sat up and threw your toy to the side.

“Hey hey, what’s all this?” You heard Pietro’s sokovian tongue come towards you, you expected him to get confused and leave the room, but he stayed.

He placed a kiss to the top of your nose and lifted you up onto his hip signalling to Wanda to pick up your kitten.

“It’s okay moya lyubov', I’m staying” he whispered sitting down on the sofa with you laying against his chest “I’m staying”

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You had been little for a few days after that due to you being big for so long and pietro got the gist of things pretty quickly, the other avengers told him how you like things and Wanda had a go too in case she ever wanted to babysit you.

You were currently sat on your beanbag with a discarded colouring in book on your left and your soppy cup on your right.

You felt your eyes getting sore and tired completely exhausted “dada” you mumbled softly to pietro reaching over to the sofa “yes nemnogo negodyay?” “I’m tired”

“Let’s get you to bed then” he chuckled lifting you up on his hip, gently placing you down on the bed he pulled the thick duvet over you and passed youa soft toy.

“Have a nice sleep zaychik”

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ashes-writing · 2 years

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pietro maximoff and the filth alphabet please?

|| taglist, babes + req rules + send ?s + masterlist ||

Ooh, yes. Yes, I'd love to do this one for you, my dear sweet anon. I do love Pietro! Thank you for sending me this! I hope you enjoy!

(*) I do not have graphics made for Pietro yet, sadfaces.

Warnings;

Minors, abso-fuckin-lutely not. In addition to this warning ; female reader with female parts -from birth, cum play, oral sex, praise kink, breeding kink, hosiery, sex positions, body fluids, dominance kink, toys, voyeurism, exhibitionism, size kink, body worship, biting/choking/marking, rough sex, collaring, period sex, dacryphilia, light bondage, food play,

Taglist;

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

--- loves to bathe with you, will wash your hair and hold you against him. He can't keep his hands off of you and if he was rough with you, he's checking on you to make sure you're okay and you're not hurt or anything. He will carry you around if it hurts to move or you're sore too.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

--- his answer would be the way the experiments gave him super speed and gave him a v.v jacked body, he loves how fit he is, tbh. He's a little cocky about it, not gonna lie.

--- thighs, lil bit of a tummy, tits and ass. LISTEN LISTEN.. this man loves a pair of thick thighs, he will happily suffocate when you ride his face, he absolutely fucking love it.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

--- it's thick and there's a lot of it when he cums. He'll cum inside you and watch as it slowly drips out then he'll push it back in or fuck it back in (he shares this in common with a few others I've answered lol),

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

--- he doesn't really have any, he'll tell you whatever you want to know, all you have to do is ask.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

--- Oh, he's experienced. But he's not a pussy slayer or anything, he's still learning but damn is he good at retaining what he learns.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

--- Doggy style or missionary, esp with him on top. He loves to pin your hands or have one hand on them and the other on your hip because he loves to be in control.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

--- He can be goofy, but most of all, he's a sappy boi. He knows when to laugh and joke, but he's all about being romantic and serious 99 percent of the time. Unless it's angry fucking or jealous fucking, then he's definitely serious because he is PISSED and he's fucking into you with all his fury.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

--- He's neatly groomed and always clean down there. But he won't shave it all off, he refuses because the hair drives him crazy as it grows back in and sometimes, he just doesn't think about it.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

--- He's so intimate, oh my god. He's sweet talking you and praising you, worshipping every single part of your body, kissing, soft touches.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

--- loves to take vids of himself jacking off with a cum shot and the sound on and he sends these to you when he's away from you. He's got shit timing, btw, there have been so many times you've had to leave work or class (college) or something because he's sent one and you're flustered...

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

--- breeding, dacryphilia, hosiery/knee highs / thigh highs, rough sex, light bondage, dominance, masturbation, cum play, edging / orgasm control, d*ddy kink, collaring his SO, marking, spanking, sensory play, temperature play, food play, sex toys, voyeurism, exhibitionism, size kink, does not mind having sex when you're on your period at all,

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

--- In the bed, in private BUT... if the whim arises, he'll pretty much do it anywhere, within reason.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

--- arguing, the outline of your breasts through a thin shirt, you wearing anything that belongs to him -esp his shirts, neck kisses, blow jobs, eating you out, sitting on his lap or thigh, playing with his neck, massages, lap dances, lingerie, knee high socks, licking your lips / anything to do with your mouth..

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

--- Sharing you, that's what he absolutely refuses to do.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

--- This man will lick you clean and he will lay between your thighs for HOURS upon HOURS. He's fucking amazing at it too.. I mean his fingers are kind of fast enough to be a literal goddamn vibrator, so yeahhhh... Add his tongue to the party and he'll have you screaming his name, squirting -if you do that, and pulling his hair and eventually, you'll be pushing him away because the little shit just does not know when to stop and he will push you straight into overstim.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

--- Both. The answer is both. Fast and rough when it's angry/hate/jealous sex -when he's showing you exactly who owns your ass, slow and sensual and oh so loving when he's just trying to make love to you, he's very handsy and sweet -in a dominant kind of way, very soft!dom, this one is..

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

--- He's not turning down sex. Quickie, all nighter, he'll take it in any form, please and thanks.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

--- The only risk he'll take is semi public sex because the lil shit loves fucking you right up against a window or starting shit on a dance floor (with his hand up your skirt and inside your panties as he humps himself into you from behind )

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

--- JESUS.. so.. here's the thing.. Hydra's experiment essentially changed his genetic makeup, I mean.. It had to, right? So not only does he have high stamina, he doesn't need that much of a break in between rounds and as long as he can get it up, he's fucking you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

--- Edible underwear, strawberry or grape flavored. He doesn't own any toys but it's like I said, he will buy you edible underwear and use your toys on you to edge you for hours.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

--- He's loud as hell. Swearing, praising, saying the filthiest things in a growly voice against your skin. "Take it all, draga mea. Ah ah, swallow." <- will say stuff like that when he's getting head and usually, he's pulling your hair or fucking himself up into your mouth when he says it. The entire building knows both your names. If you're not being loud, it becomes his mission to make you loud, be warned.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

--- This motherfucker is needy and whiny, holy shit. Like, he will whine at you for sex / attention. But the caveat here is that he's only like this when you're both alone and he's behind closed doors. Any other time, he's more of the strong silent (silently teasing you like a little asshole, that is) type.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

--- Even before Hydra, Pietro was blessed? But since the experiments, it's thick -probably around the size of an energy drink can if I had to throw out a comparison, slightly above average length and veiny. Stands straight when he's turned on and completely hard.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

--- It varies? Like, if he's not with someone / attracted to someone, he just kind of doesn't really think about it too much but the second this asshole gets himself attached to someone, sex becomes literally every third thought in his slutty brain.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

--- It takes him a while because he likes to lie there and hold you and play with your hair or kiss on you. This can be frustrating if you're dog-tired after it's all over -you probably will be, and he's keeping you awake just a little longer but it's soooo fucking sweet.

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damnnnelliot · 2 years

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Jealous Pietro Maximoff headcanons???

Here you go!

Pietro Maximoff Headcannons ~Pietro getting jealous~ Pietro Maximoff x Reader Warning: None, just Pietty Mcmeatty being a little bastard *insert lip bite*

-Its no big surprise that Pietro gets jealous easily

-Whether its on a mission, in the compound during one of Stark’s parties, or just out in a bar/club, if he sees you getting a little too close to someone expect him to be running up to you in a second. -“Hello, princessa. Who’s this?” He says while kissing your hand. -You’d roll your eyes. You’ve just gotten use to the fact that Pietro was one big, jealous baby. -Pietro would do his best to show that you were his, and only his.

-He would show this in many different ways, whether it be kissing, holding you close, handing you flowers, buying you a drink, or even taking you to the dance floor

-Lets just say, if looks could kill. The guy would be drop dead on the floor, just the way Pietro was staring at him would send him to his grave.

-Those ocean blue eyes of his makes it ten times better, as he narrowed them coldly.

-Its like he’s silently telling the guy that he has 10 seconds to walk away before something bad happens

-Usually just his stares work, but if the guy is not getting the signs and is still getting a little too close for comfort, expect there to be much more.

-Sometimes he would throw a little warning towards the guy

-“If I were you, I’d be very careful” His accent getting thicker as his jealousy and anger grew higher, his hand tightening into a fist.

-And if things couldnt get any worse, the man would continue to disturb the peace of your very quick-tempered boyfriend, throwing back threats and maybe an insult or two.

-Pietro would grab ahold of the collar of the man, pinning him to the bar-top, ready to throw a punch.

-You’d raised your voice for Pietro to stop. He’d back off, releasing the man from his grasp -Pietro would grab ahold of your waist and guide you away from the scene

-You hate the attention being on you two, especially in this manner. -Pietro, who was still worked up from the previous encounter, guided you away.

-Even as the two of you walked away, he would still glance back at the now semi-frightened man

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lazydoodlesandfanfic · 1 year

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Bitten Pt 2 ( Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader) *PARENTAL

Characters: Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader, Pietro Maximoff X Stark!Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers

Warnings: Violence, suggested death

Request: A part 2 to Bitten. Reader realizes she has the powers from when strange healed her from being bitten by the vampire and ask how she got them. Tony has to tell his daughter how she got them. She is scared but ask her dad and strange for help on how to control them. so she can still normal somewhat. The vampire comes back for her but she is ready with stranges help to kill him they end up falling in love. (Fall in love with Pietro, add him in there)

Tony had never forgotten the fear he had felt that day when he nearly lost his daughter, and he had absolutely never forgotten that he owed Stephen Strange big time, and he reminded the Dr every time they met that if he needed anything, to just ask. Tony could never thank that man enough for the fact that 2 years later he was able to be planning to take his daughter shopping that weekend for her prom dress for her final year, and the less exciting fact that he had to keep a close eye on his daughter’s boyfriend, Pietro.

At the time of your attack, Pietro had been away on his own mission by the order of Fury, and arrived back a few days after the carnage with the story of what happened from Wanda. He was aware Stark had a daughter but never had the opportunity to meet the girl (same with Wanda) so he and Wanda teamed up to awkwardly put together a gift basket to wish her a quick recovery and hope they weren’t crossing any boundaries. To their surprise, when they next saw Tony he told them that Y/N really liked the gift, and then asked the twins for their help; a new problem had arisen after you’d made your recovery in the form of some powers, notably increased strength, durability, senses, and the one that got Pietro involved, speed. You weren’t as quick as him, but you were never far behind, and since he’d had plenty of experience of accidentally taking off and running into a wall and hurting himself, he was called in to help you get a hang of it. You two became quick friends, and Pietro got a habit of keeping an arm around you to ‘stop you dashing off’ and the physical closeness probably helped in bringing you even closer, and about 5 months after meeting, Pietro was admitting to his twin that he liked Stark’s daughter, and Wanda told Clint, who told Natasha, who told Steve, who in the midsts of bickering with Tony let it slip, but by that point Pietro had already asked you out and there was little Tony could do as you both literally ran away from him to go on a date.

Speaking of the two of you… “Wanda, where is your darling brother?” Tony inquired, the sarcasm in his voice not going missed by Wanda who smiled, knowing that despite the threats against her brother and the teasing Pietro throws back by referring to him as his future father-in-law, that the two actually respected each other and Tony didn’t actually mind the relationship as much as he let on- proven by several times that Tony had swooped in to help Pietro in a fight, or Pietro had been the first to grab Tony when he was downed and put his arm over his shoulder and get him to safety.

“I believe he’s on a date with Y/N.” She told him, and Tony opened his mouth to ask more questions, when there was a gust of wind in the room, and the two turned to see the quick entrance of Pietro and yourself, Pietro placing you down on the floor.

“I was just asking about… Y/N? What’s wrong?” Tony’s attention went to your face, which was pale, eyes darting around in a haze, and Pietro was practically holding you up, and it was Pietro where Tony’s attention fell to next. “What happened?”

“We were walking around and she stopped when she saw someone. She said it was the thing that attacked her. I didn’t want to risk it seeing us and it attacking either of us or civillians in the process so I just grabbed her and ran back here.” He explained hurriedly to him.

“Are you sure?” Wanda asked, and despite your frazzled state, you nodded.

“I can’t forget that face… it’s ingrained in my head, and he stands out- white hair, the red eyes, the black where the white of the eyes should be… it was him. He’s here.” You confirmed, eyes finally focussing on your father, and Tony felt Wanda and Pietro’s eyes on him as well, all asking the same thing. What do we do?

“Y/N, go to the bunker on the bottom floor and lock the door behind you- only open it if someone you know is at the door that you can see on the cameras. Pietro, go get Strange, Wanda, go with Y/N, I’m going to call the others.” He instructed. He’d had the bunker installed not only in the tower, but also in all his homes for any situation after the Battle of New York for you and Pepper. He hoped to one day not need it any more and have them decommissioned, but today was clearly not that day.

“How do we know he can’t get through the door? If my powers mean anything, then he’ll rip the door off with his hands.”

“Glass is very different to several tons of steel, and also that’s what Wanda’s for- to hold the door and to stop him if he does get through, now go.” He reminded you, and Wanda took your hand and rushed with you downstairs. Tony put his attention on Pietro, who’s eyes remained on the doorway you’d passed through and vanished behind. “Speedy, focus.” Tony snapped his fingers in his face, making him jump and look at Tony. “Trust your sister. They’ll be fine. Strange knows what it was that bit her- he’ll know it’s weakness. Go tell him what happened and get him back here. As soon as you’re back, you can go join her and make sure she’s okay.” He promised. Pietro didn’t respond with any remarks, simply nodding and dashing off.

By the time Tony had sent the alert to everyone, Pietro came dashing back inside, completely missing him and immediately going downstairs, though not far behind him Dr Strange flew into the building, landing in front of him. “Where is she?”

“Downstairs in a bunker with Wanda and now Pietro. What do we do?” Tony asked immediately, spotting the book Strange had tucked under his arm- the same one as last time, and he watched as Strange pulled it from under his arm, opened it up, and flicked through, looking for something, and as Tony waited for an actual answer, Steve, Natasha and Clint came dashing in.

“Where is she?” Steve asked immediately.

“Bunker with the twins. Strange, what do we do?” Tony answered, seeing the man was now focussed on a page, his finger drifting across some words, eyebrows creased.

“Apparently there’s a link that can happen between these creatures and anyone they bite but don’t kill. It can sense she’s still alive and depending on how it feels about that, depends on what it plans to do to her.”

“As in?” Natasha asked.

“Anywhere from making her a follower to killing her because she’s competition to him. But since he tried to kill her in the first place, I think we can guess what he’s planning. But what’s more important- he can sense her right now, no matter how much you try to hide her. We have to fight him head on.”

“When you say we, that includes me, right?” Tony turned at the sound of your voice. Tony could see it in your eyes you were terrified, the way you held yourself, the way Pietro had his arm around you and had his eyes on you to make sure you were alright, but he could see the determination behind your eyes.

“Yes. It does. I’m not sure who would be best in the fight- you’re now immune to his bite, but if he bites anyone else, he’ll either turn them or kill them- more likely the latter since it’s venomous to humans unless they have a certain gene or know someone who knows the Mystic Arts. A trap to catch him by surprise, and a thick layer of armour for anyone involved. Me and Wanda should be able to keep him away from ourselves and protect ourselves- Stark, your suits should be thick enough but a swipe can cause serious damage so be careful- Pietro, I know you’re faster than Y/N, but I don’t know if he’ll be faster. The only person who stands a chance at getting up close and personal with him is Y/N herself.”

A plan was thrown together as quick as the team could muster- Natasha was placed in charge of the security to shut the guy in when he arrived, and Clint was waiting on the sidelines with Steve to evacuate everyone from the nearby area incase the incoming fight escaped the tower. Pietro was, quite unwillingly, hiding with Natasha to await to see if he could be of use, your father was in one of his suits that was perfectly still, acting like the suit was merely on display along side several others, and in the same room was Strange and Wanda, who were both concealing themselves with their powers, and yourself, waiting. Your eyes darted around the room, waiting for any sign of the creature, making sure your backup was still there, that you weren’t too close to the windows… you were scared, that much was obvious. Luckily, or maybe unluckily, it wasn’t long until the monster burst it’s way into the room, the sliding door not having time to open and instead burst through with bent shrapnel metal bursting out, luckily not too close to yourself.

The moment it looked up, it’s eyes meeting yours, a wave of uncontrollable fear came over you. That thing attacked you in your own home with no warning or reason, fully intent on killing you in a painful and excruciating way purely for a fill. And now here he was, here for round two. He made the first move, taking a dashed step towards you without a word, though before he could get within slashing distance, a blast sent him flying into a wall. You glanced over, seeing your father, having seen you freeze up, exposed himself from his hiding spot to cover you. It gave you a moment to breathe, and now that the jig was up, Wanda and Strange revealed themselves well.

“Oh, so you’re playing dirty?” The vampire growled at you.

“You’re one to talk” Your father responded, it’s eyes on him as it moved again, this time towards him. However, this time you didn’t hesitate or tense up, instead you moved forward as well, and put your weight forward on your shoulder as you rammed him back, before turning onto your other foot, and using your weight and power to land a decent punch on him. With that, the fight properly began.

You and your father worked with doing the actual damage between hits from you and blasts when the vampire was far enough way from your dad. Wanda and Strange helped where they could, creating shields when they saw a hit coming, and restraining it for short periods of time for you and Tony to get hits in. Despite all their work though, as Strange suspected, the vampire was far more powerful than yourself. A hit from you hurt him and made him groan, but when it was returned you lost your breath every time, and when he managed to get a hit on your dad, he was down for a hot minute. This was taking longer than you thought, and the blood loss from your injuries as well as your exhaustion was starting to kick in, your moves becoming more sluggish, your hits doing less damage, and it wasn’t much long after that when the vampire was able to knock your dad down again, Wanda going to assist him, and it took the chance to charge at you, pining you to the floor, and that fear you had thought you had overcome, returned. The way he grinned down at you in victory told you that he had you exactly where he wanted you, and he was going to do a final blow. You heard Strange call your name, the sound of him preparing his powers to try to assist you, the call of your father, his voice breaking and glitching from within his suit. Finally, a third voice came from Wanda, though she didn’t call your name. “Pietro!” She called. The call caught the vampire off guard, having not heard the name before, and he glanced at her for a moment, but a moment was enough as a gust of wind rushed the room, a brute force hitting the vampire and knocking it off of you, and now a new body stood over you, that of your boyfriend, Pietro. His bash clearly surprised the vampire, and it allowed Strange to finish his spell, hitting the vampire while he was down, your dad getting some energy back, able to get up and start charging up the suit, and Wanda was up, her red magic dancing around her hands.

“Are you okay?” Pietro’s voice reached your ears as he looked back at you, pulling you into his arms and helping you up. “Have you got this handled?” Pietro called.

“We’ve got this, go.” Strange confirmed, and Pietro didn’t hesitate to grab you and dash off. The vampire tried to get up to go after you, but Wanda pinned him to the ground with her magic, using as much strength as she could to keep him down. “Act quick, Tony.”

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” Tony assured, walking over, standing over the monster, pointing his charged up glove at the creature’s head that growled up at him. “You don’t get to hurt my little girl and get away with it.” Was all he said before he fired.

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kimoralov3 · 2 years

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Peace and Quiet

Requested by: Anonymous Word Count: 2187 Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x reader Warnings: swearing, the avengers working against pietro and the reader, i don't remember what pronouns i used for the reader so maybe fem reader maybe nb reader???, clint in the vents, i will put sambucky anywhere i can, there's lying if that bothers you, and i imagine that pietro and wanda still have their accents, also wanda and pietro being siblings

Living with at least 10 people was enough of a headache.

Dating with this amount of people constantly around? Even bigger headache.

Secretly dating one of those 10 people with the other 9 people around, one of whom is his sister? That’s a full blown fucking headache.

One that you and your boyfriend— Pietro Maximoff— were currently living.

The two of you and Steve had just gotten home from a mission, so you were free for the next week or so after you filled out all your paperwork. You and Pietro decided that this would be the perfect time for a date.

What the two of you didn’t take into account was the fact that there was always someone bothering the two of you.

You were getting ready in your room— you and Pietro were going to sneak onto the rooftop for a small picnic— when you were interrupted by a soft knocking on your door. You groaned, already dreading who and what could be on the other side. “Who is it?” You yelled, using your powers to open the door.

Steve peeks his head in before walking in all the way. “Hey Y/N, are you finished with your mission reports? I need them before the day is over.”

“Oh yeah, I’m finished. They’re on my nightstand.” You said as you looked at him through the vanity mirror. You watch as he grabs the small stack of papers and then turns to face you. “Anything else you need?”

“No, that’s all; thank you. Are you going on a date or something?” He asks, finally taking in the fact that your hair was done and you were applying makeup.

Shit, I need to think of a lie. “Oh, no. There’s this uh, there’s this art exhibit that I’ve been meaning to check out.” You try to keep your voice even as you apply your mascara.

Steve hums and nods. “Oh, cool. I didn’t know that you liked art. Anyways, have fun! Don’t stay out too late.” Steve said as he walks out the door. You let out a sigh of relief when the door gently slams short, glad that Steve believed your lies.

Your phone chimed, pulling your attention back to reality. It was a text from Pietro, telling you that he was getting ready at the moment. You replied telling him that you were going up to the roof. You give yourself a quick once over before grabbing your phone and walking out the door.

As you neared the common room, you heard two voices arguing about something. Once you got closer you discovered it was Sam and Bucky, arguing about another stupid topic.

“Look man, all I’m saying is that if you keep staring at people like you hate them, no one is going to want to be friends with you.” Sam said simply. He and Bucky were sitting on the couch, Sam’s legs in Bucky’s lap with Bucky rubbing them.

“I don’t need any more friends; I’m perfectly fine with the number of friends I have right now.” Bucky said grumpily. Sam scoffed, shaking his head. As he did so he noticed you walking by.

“Hey Y/N, come here really quick! We have something we need to ask you.” He says as he waves you over. You stop in your tracks, silently cursing yourself for walking through the common room. You walked over to the couch, standing behind the couch and looking down at them.

“I actually don’t have a question.” Bucky mumbled to himself.

Sam ignored Bucky, his full attention on you. “Don’t you think Bucky should make some friends? Y’know, some that he doesn’t work with.”

You look between the two of them, weighing your options. If you agree with Sam, you might have to listen to more of them arguing and possibly be late to your date with Pietro. If you agree with Bucky, the same thing might happen but possibly longer, meaning that you will definitely be late to your date. Guess I’ll have to take my chances. “I mean it would definitely be nice to have friends that you don’t work with, but it’s not technically needed. Plus the more friends the two of you have the more people y’all gotta invite to your wedding.”

They both seem to think about that last point, looking at each other before mumbling something about you being right. “Also where are you going? You’re never all dressed up like this.” Bucky asks as he looks you up and down.

“If you were anyone else I’d be offended,” You said, causing Bucky to roll his eyes playfully. “And if you must know, I’m going to go see an art exhibit.” It was best that you kept the same lie, it meant a lesser chance of being caught.

Bucky gave you a suspicious glance before dropping it. Sam didn’t seem to find a problem with your lie, so he wished you well before going back to talking with Bucky about their wedding.

You quickly walked off, hoping that no one else would bother you in your journey to the rooftop.

—

Pietro threw his phone onto the bed, rushing to his closet to find something to wear. He had to work quickly in order to make sure no one bothered him before his date.

“Pietro, did you take my— what are you doing?” Wanda asked as she barged into Pietro’s room. Pietro jumped, startled by the sudden intrusion.

“Geez, do you knock? What are you trying to blame me for stealing now, hm?” He asked as he buttoned up his shirt and turned to face his younger sister.

“I was going to ask you if you stole one of my pens again, but never mind that now. Where are you going all dressed up like this?” Wanda asked as she gestured to how Pietro was dressed and that his hair was styled.

“I’m going out somewhere. Why does it matter?” Pietro asked as he gave himself a final one over. Wanda scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Pietro, I’ve known you your whole life; I know when you’re lying about something. Who are you going on a date with?” She asked. Pietro groaned, hating how she was always right. But this wasn’t just his secret to tell, so he was gonna keep it for as long as possible.

“I’m not going on a date; just going out by myself. Why, is there a problem I don’t know about?” He asked as he turned around to face his twin.

Wanda narrowed her eyes, seemingly judging her brother more than usual before sighing and shaking her head. “Fine, forget it. I’ll be in the kitchen when you get home.”

Pietro gave a hum of acknowledgment, watching as his sister walked out of the room. He waited a few moments to make sure she wasn’t waiting outside his room before he started making his way to the elevator.

However, luck was not on his side, seeing as Clint dropped out of the vents in front of him, startling him to the other side of the room. “What the fuck, Clint? What were you doing in the vents?”

“Hiding from Stark. He’s trying to do something to my arrows; don’t know what because I wasn’t really listening.” Clint said with a shrug.

“Well next time you jump down from the vents, please do it when there is no one around.” Pietro said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Clint waved a dismissive hand at Pietro. “What are you all dressed up for? Do you have a date or something?”

“No, I just felt like going out by myself tonight.” Pietro stated.

Luckily Clint didn’t push, nodding his head and giving Pietro a pat on the shoulder as he walked by and muttering “Have fun.” Pietro watched as Clint walked down the hall before quickly pressing the button to open the elevator and stepping in.

But once again Lady Luck was working against him because Steve Rogers stepped into the elevator right before it closed. Please, for the sake of my sanity do not start a conversation. I just want to go on my date with Y/N without anyone bothering me.

“Oh, hey Pietro. You going somewhere?” Steve asked once he noticed the man standing next to him.

“Yeah, I was just planning to hang out by myself today.” If I have to say that sentence again today, I’m going to explode.

“Are you sure you’re hanging out by yourself? You seem like you’re dressed up for a date or something.”

“Everyone keeps telling me that— can’t I just dress up to be by myself? I don’t always want to go on dates!” Pietro exclaimed. Steve just looked at him, surprised by his outburst. “Sorry, just annoyed about having to repeat myself all day.”

“It’s fine. Have fun while you’re out. Oh, and don’t forget to complete your mission reports before the end of the day.” Steve said as the two of them arrived at his floor.

“Will do!” Pietro called after Steve as he walked out of the elevator and went down the hallway. Once the doors closed he let out a sigh and leaned back against the wall. This day was very troubling.

—

When Pietro finally made it up to the rooftop, you were there laying in the sun. Seeing you made him forget all the stress he had accumulated on his way up here, him smiling as he laid next to you. The movement made you open your eyes and look over, a smile breaking out on your face once you realized who it was. “What took you so long?”

Pietro groaned, thinking about all the people he had run into while trying to get to the rooftop. “Wanda came in my room bothering me about something, Clint scared the shit out of me, Steve got in the elevator with me— the usual interruptions.” He said as he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you closer to his chest.

“Ugh, tell me about it. Steve came asking about the mission reports and I had to help Sam and Bucky settle some argument. Dating in secret in this place is like trying to navigate a field of bombs.” You said as you laced your fingers together. Pietro chuckled, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Don’t worry, princess. Soon enough they’ll gain enough sense to realize when to leave people alone.” You hummed at that, doubting that that would happen.

“Highly doubtful. They wouldn’t stop even if they knew we were together. In fact, that might prompt them to bother us more.” You joked. Pietro laughed, shaking his head.

“Yeah, you’re probably right about that. When do you think we should tell them?”

You thought about it for a moment. There were no explicit rules against dating within the team, so that should be fine. And most of the team members would probably be ok with it— although you weren’t so sure how your best friend would feel about you dating her brother without telling her. But you knew overall that it wouldn’t be a terrible thing if the Avengers found out that the two of you were together romantically.

“I mean, we don’t have to tell them. We could just stop hiding it; y’know, like show that we’re together without having to have that awkward conversation. Plus it’ll be fun to see who takes the longest to figure it out.”

“Mm, I love having a girlfriend as smart and wonderful as you. What did I do to deserve you?” He asked softly as he looked down at you affectionately.

“I don’t know, but you should be very glad to have me.” You whispered. Pietro’s smile grew wider as he leaned down, connecting your lips with his.

—

“Nat, what are you watching?” Steve asked. He had been walking by when he caught Natasha looking at the security cameras.

“Pietro and Y/N are on a date— aren’t they just so cute?” Nat asked as she turned the computer screen to face the man. Steve gave her a confused look before taking a step closer.

The screen was focused on the rooftop security cameras, which showed Y/N and Pietro laying on a blanket. They were all cuddled up together, and they seemed really happy together. They were talking about something, but the audio was off so Natasha and Steve couldn’t hear what they were saying.

“Wow, I never would’ve expected them to be together. They actually make a really cute couple.” He said as he looked at the screen.

Natasha scoffed in disbelief. “Really? They’ve made it so obvious. There are hearts in their eyes every time they look at each other.” She said as she leaned against the desk.

“Hm. Well now that I think about it, they were both acting weird earlier but I didn’t think much of it.” Steve said as he scratched his head.

Natasha shook her head, patting Steve on the back. “Oh, Steve. This is why I go on the spy missions and not you.”

#pietro maximoff #pietro maximoff x reader #pietro maximoff x fem!reader #pietro maximoff fluff #pietro maximoff fanfiction #pietro maximoff fanfic #pietro maximoff fic #kimoralov3

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mattmurdocksscars · 2 years

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Hi for the monsterfucker can I please request Demon AU with Pietro and “what if I want them to hear/see us?”

Thank you hope you have a lovely day

You didn't specify who you wanted to be the demon, so I hope it's okay that I went with demon!reader. It's also more on the feels side than the sexy side, soooo sorry in advance if you were looking for sexy.

When you first set your sights on Pietro Maximoff, it was meant to be a one night thing. You were familiar with who he was and you had convinced yourself that he would never want someone like you. He was a superhero, after all, and you were just a demon.

So when the two of you started seeing each other regularly, you were very shocked. At first, you thought it was just a fling for him. You were an easy lay and he needed the stress relief. But then he started buying you things and wanting to spend time with you for things other than sex. You went with it because you were long gone for this man, but you still waited for the other shoe to drop.

Pietro did his best to prove you wrong.

One night, at one of Stark's ridiculous parties, Pietro dragged you away from the ballroom and just up the hall. He backed you up against the wall and then dropped to his knees, easily lifting your skirt over his head. He dove right in and you did your best to try and muffle your moans.

"Don't." He growled against your thighs, the words muffled under your dress.

"Don't what?" Pietro pulled his head out from under your dress to give you a look.

"Don't cover your mouth. What if I want them to hear us, prinţesă? What if I want them to know you're all mine?"

Your heart stuttered in your chest.

"Yours?" Pietro's brow furrowed at the tentative tone you took on. He stood swiftly and cupped your cheeks in his hands.

"Prinţesă... Have I not made myself clear? Have I not shown you what you mean to me?" You want to look away but he has a strong grip on you and keeps your face in place. You let your eyes slide close and sigh.

"It's not that I don't want to believe you, it's just..."

"Just, what?"

"I'm a demon, okay? I'm not like you. I'm not good." You felt tears well up and before you knew it Pietro was pulling you in for a fierce hug.

"Don't say that. You are good. You are." He insisted at your noise of disagreement. "Just because you're a demon, doesn't mean you're bad. I've seen the way you care for others. You're not bad. Just different. And... I love it, prinţesă. I love you."

You froze, eyes wide at his words. You felt your tail twitch as you took in his words. He... loved you?

"Piet, I love you too. I just... was scared." Pietro pressed his forehead to yours.

"You have nothing to be scared of. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

#pietro maximoff x reader #pietro maximoff x fem!reader #spooktober #sorry if hes a little ooc

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 5 months

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sorry to send another request, again, pls only do this when ur requests are open, i'm just too scared to forget abt it. Anyways, tummy bulge and size king w pietro and tan...?

- 🦅🇺🇸

heehe🫠 fucking love it !!! and honestly it’s really not a problem. send them in whenever bc I love your ideas a lot!! (18+)

thots below cut - mdni

size play with tangerine... size play with tangerine... well, tangerine occasionally enjoys a bit of manhandling (sorry!) just him having his way with you. I imagine him having your chest pushed down on the bed, him fucking into you from behind, and he's just like SO fucking manly and dominant with it ??? like his hands gripping your waist, covering a majority of your skin - tugging and squeezing and gripping !! 🫠 he enjoys the feeling of overpowering you, giving you what you want and need without you having to ask for it. likes to lean over you in doggy just so you can really feel him dwarf you. he also likes the idea of being your protector, so he's very adamant about making sure you feel safe and loved etc. hates for you to feel used..!! he just loves smothering and caging you while he fucks you !! uses his hands to show difference in size too.. he def knows what he’s doing

tummy bulge with pietro... tummy bulge with pietro... hmm, well.. pietro is definitely the type to get that primal look on his face when he sees himself inside of you. like a sense of ownership (sorry) just him seeing the head of his dick fucking up into your tummy and the bulge rubbing you from the inside ??? sends him wild. when he sees the bulging, he makes you feel it. he'd take your hand, placing it on your lower tummy to feel the head of his cock. he'd be like, "feel me there? that's my dick. that's how deep I am," but it's all very hoarse and strained. the sight of you splayed out with his cock wedged inside you knocks the air out his lungs and words out his brain !! he also def pushes down on your stomach with a cocky grin

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#ask #🦅🇺🇸#tangerine #tangerine x reader #tangerine smut #tangerine x you #tangerine x fem!reader #pietro maximoff #pietro maximoff x reader #pietro maximoff smut #pietro x reader

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emo-wanda-wife · 1 year

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

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

Pietro: no

Y/N: and kill whoever gets in my way

Pietro: —one will get in your way.

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff fluff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x fem!reader #wanda maximoff imagine #pietro maximoff #incorrect wanda maximoff #incorrect pietro maximoff #wanda maximoff incorrect quotes #pietro maximoff incorrect quotes #marvel incorrect quotes #incorrect marvel quotes

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its-really-dry · 2 years

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y/n to the camera: nat saying shes not a lesbian is SEVERELY ✨homophobic✨ *does magic hands*

nat from across the room: all i said was that i wasn't gonna kiss you, because you, kate and pietro just ate MUD!

y/n: *turns back to the camera* ......... see? ........ ✨homophobic✨ *does magic hands again*

wanda in the background: PIETRO WHAT THE HELL DID I TELL YOU ABOUT EATING DIRT FROM THE GARDEN!? *runs after him*

yelena: KATE BISHOP YOU ARE GOING TO CATCH MEASLES! *follows*

clint: those kids are probably the reason covid now exists *sighs*

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Chances.

Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader.

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

Translation: “Sestra.” Sister.

Flashbacks are in italics.

Word count: 974.

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“What if I hadn't asked for your name? And time hadn't stopped when you said it to me?” // Chances by Backstreet Boys

“Hello welcome, is it just you three?” The host of the restaurant you're at with Wanda and her best friend asks.

“Hi, yes, it’s just us three,” your girlfriend responds with a smile.

“Okay, so we’re a little busy today so there'll be a 20 minute wait, is that okay?” The host says.

“Yes, that's fine, thank you,” you reply, smiling as well.

“Okay great, well if you’d like, we have a waiting area just outside, you can take a seat and we'll call you when your table is ready,” they say and the three of you nod, walking away to the waiting area.

“Hey, while we wait for our table to be ready, why don't you tell me the story about how the two of you met? I mean, you're great together, don't get me wrong, but this happened so suddenly. One day Wanda is single and the next she's infatuated with a stranger she met on the street, so what's the story?” Natasha Romanoff, Wanda's best friend asks once you’re all seated.

“Honestly, there’s not much to tell. Meeting Wanda was purely coincidental,” you begin shrugging slightly, “or as I'd like to call it, fate,” you grin teasingly, your girlfriend rolling her eyes as a blush coats her cheeks.

“Oh, please don’t start,” Wanda mumbles, looking down as she tries to suppress a smile.

“Come on, you love it,” you wink, placing a chaste kiss to her cheek.

“Okay, okay, I get it, you guys are cute. Now can we please get to the story?” Natasha intervenes, with a smirk on her lips.

“Yeah, sorry,” you chuckle, “anyway, this is how it goes.”

You were walking down the busy streets of New York, on your way to meet up with your best friend Steve Rogers, when you suddenly bump into a woman.

Or more like she bumped into you, causing you to fall to the ground and slightly hit your head on the pavement.

“Oh my god, oh my god, I am so sorry,” an inexplicably beautiful voice says.

Your eyes are closed as you're on the ground because the sun was blinding you and the pounding in your head was making it that much harder for you to want to open your eyes.

“I-I, oh goodness, are you okay?” The person nervously asks, and suddenly the sun isn’t hitting your eyes anymore, so you slowly open them and the sight that greets you is one you would never forget.

“I-” you begin, cutting yourself short when you realize just how beautiful the woman in front of you is.

“She's not talking Pietro! Do you think I gave her a concussion?!” The girl asks, as she looks to her brother, eyes wide in fear.

“No, no sestra, she’s okay. Just dazed.” Pietro, a silver haired man beside the beautiful girl responds, his tone slightly amused.

“Then why isn’t she talking, is she in shock or something?” The woman that knocked you down inquires, looking at you as you continue sitting on the ground.

“Yes,” Pietro chuckles, the situation extremely humorous for him, “but not for the reason you’d think.”

“Then can you please tell me what is going on? Should we call an ambulance or something?” The redhead asks, arms flailing in distress, voice raising slightly due to her panic as her brother shakes his head, your voice suddenly interrupting.

“Are you an Angel? Because you’re so beautiful it’s unreal,” are the first words you mutter after a few minutes of staring at the redhead.

“Wait, what?” Wanda says in shock, head tilting as she looks at you confused, then she looks to her brother, said brother letting out a loud laugh at the situation.

“Oh my god, this is gold!” Pietro exclaims, doubled over in laughter.

“Shut up Piet," the woman mumbles, cheeks blazing red, “and you. You must have hit your head harder than you thought. Come on, let’s get you up.” She says as she offers you a hand. Which you take immediately, eyes widening when you feel as if an electrical current has flowed through you.

You look to the woman that just helped you up and say, “please tell me you felt it too?” Receiving a slow nod in return, you introduce yourself to the redhead. “I’m Y/N. What’s your name?”

“Wanda.” Is the offered response, followed by a beautiful shy smile and you swear you feel as time stops.

“Wanda.” You repeat, testing the name, a name you will never forget for as long you live.

“So yeah, that's how we met. I got tackled to the ground mercilessly, was basically concussed, but I landed this beauty in return. So honestly, if I had to, I'd go through it all over again,” you say, smiling cheekily as Natasha and Wanda let out a teasing groan, causing you to let out a laugh, “what?” You ask the women.

“You are an idiot, my love,” Wanda laughs.

“Yeah, an idiot in love,” you say jokingly, “I'm pretty sure I lost brain cells during the fall, so really, you're to blame,” you say sticking your tongue out, both redheads laughing.

“Honestly, you two are sickening and the way you met is truly for the books. Pietro had a field day when we finally met up after that, he couldn’t even get the story out from how hard he was laughing,” Natasha says, “but I'm glad you're together, you two make quite the pair,” Natasha smiles at her best friend.

“We do, don't we?” Wanda asks, green eyes sparkling with love as she takes your hand. Placing a small kiss on the back of your hand, “as big of a dork as she is, I wouldn't trade her for the world,” Wanda beams.

“Ditto Max, I wouldn't trade you for the world either,” you say, beaming with a smile.

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layla4567 · 1 year

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Imagine: A relaxing shower after training

Peter Maximoff x Female reader

Summary: You were practicing hand-to-hand fighting with Quicksilver, even though they both have superpowers, Professor Xavier insisted that we practice other forms of fighting just in case.

Warning: Smut, naked bodies, p in v, fingering

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I don't know why the professor insisted on this, it's ridiculous-you thought-you could incinerate your opponent in a matter of seconds and it's almost impossible (if not impossible) for them to catch Peter with their super speed. Anyway, here we were.

You were wearing a black crop top and gray sports cloth pants and you had your hair tied up for comfort. You went to the training room, there were several tarps on the floor and Peter was waiting for you sitting on one of them

Peter saw you appear in your workout clothes and thought it made your figure stand out but he just scoffed and said

"You finally show up, I've been waiting for you for hours"-he stood up

Speedy (as you liked to call him) was wearing an army green short-sleeved T-shirt and baggy black training pants.

"Oh sorry-you said ironically- it's not my fault SOMEONE is running at the speed of light."

"You are forgiven precious, luckily I am compassionate with those who go to the rhythm of a snail"-he finished with a smirk

sparks began to emanate from your fingers as if you had all the fireworks in the palm of your hands while your gaze hardened

Peter's face turned pale, he was scared when you did that. That's why he knew he didn't have to make you angry

"Uhmm w-well how about we start training before you burn down the place?"

First both stretched a bit so as not to hurt their muscles and then the training began. You practiced with your fists dodging each other, Peter was tempted to use his super speed but held back because the rule was no super powers. You was throwing kicks and Peter barely dodged them.

Suddenly you took his right arm and with a stunt you wrapped your legs around his arm and threw him to the ground, with a hold you raised your hips slightly up so that Peter can't escape the hold.

He didn't expect that, so when he was lying on the floor, scared, he exclaimed

"Time out! I give up!!"

You loosened your legs on his arm and he stood up quickly, holding out his hand so you could get up.

"Since when did you learn to do that?"-Peter said still surprised but still smiling.

There are things you don't know about my Pet..-you said mysterious

"Meow the kitten knows how to defend herself"

"Shut up"

You rolled your eyes and went to your room to take a shower, you were tired and sweaty

You entered your room and prepared the clothes that you were going to use later. You put on your bed a jean and a red shirt. You grabbed a robe and began to undress, dropping your crop top and pants on the floor.

After that you went to the bathroom and opened the tap letting the water run. You made sure that the water is warm enough not to freeze you but not so hot it burns you. You put a hand under the rain while you felt the warm drops slip through your fingers. You waved your hand as soon as the water began to heat up, removed your robe and stepped into the shower.

Peter was running through the halls when he heard the sound of water running from the shower in your room. He was too tired to go to his room on the other side of the mansion and that's when a naughty idea crossed his mind, but he didn't want to be intrusive or bother you, but damn he liked you so much. He decided to sneak into your room thinking if what he was about to do was right or not.

Your door never had a key, at least not during the day, which is why Peter was able to get in easily. The boy saw your clothes lying on the floor and approached your bathroom door.

He knocked three times on the door

"Y/n! Are you there?"-But of course she's there, idiot, where would she be?

You were enjoying the water falling on your face when you felt the blows and the voice of Peter, you shuddered. What was Peter doing here? What did he want now?

"Uh yes Peter I'm here and In case you didn't notice, I'm taking a shower"

"Ye-yeah I know and that's the point I-Uhmm"-He was too nervous to speak

You started to get impatient and feel somewhat uncomfortable when you heard those words..

"Can I shower with you?"

A wave of modesty washed over you, you suddenly felt vulnerable. Showering with Peter? It was something you wouldn't have imagined. Clearly you liked the boy but this was something intimate. But a feeling of adrenaline began to rise through your belly and you didn't know why

Peter had his eyes tightly closed, regretting having exclaimed those words. He was starting to walk away when he heard you say

"Ok, you can come in"

Speedy couldn't believe it, shyly opened the door. He took off his clothes and piled them on the toilet seat. He slightly opened the shower curtain and entered with you closing his eyes

You were waiting for him face to face, the first thing you saw was Peter with his eyes closed so you laughed but then your eyes began to slowly go down to his torso. He had well worked pectorals, his white skin seemed soft and he was tempting you. You kept looking down until you reached her stomach, it looked like a Greek sculpture, and her small waist made you want to hug him and feel his skin in your hands.

You kept looking at his stomach until a thought quickly crossed your mind: Don't keep going down, don't keep going down! And you looked up and to the right blushing and covering your body with your arms

Can I open my eyes now? -When he heard you tell him "yes", he slowly opened one first and then the other and blushed

He looked away out of respect but he couldn't resist and he saw your body again, it was even more beautiful than he thought. You still looked down in embarrassment while covering your private parts. But thighs were still showing, and that's where Peter's eyes went. You had one leg in front of the other, resting your whole body on one of them, which made you look delicious. Peter looked at your hips, you weren't a supermodel but for him it was as if the gods themselves had sculpted you. Your rounded hips gave shape to your waist and accentuated it. Peter's pupils dilated.

Now Peter's eyes were on your shoulders, they ran through your body as if it were a manuscript and ended up on your collarbones to then look at your wet neck. He wanted so much to kiss it and feel the taste of your skin

Peter noticed that you were uncomfortable so he told you not to worry about what it was going to be like if he wasn't there. So he grabbed a sponge, a soap and began to rub his body without looking at you

Slowly you stopped covering your body with your arms and you thanked him with your eyes and turned your back to face the hot rain, it felt so good. You closed your eyes letting the water fall on your body and slide on your skin. The drops seemed to play a race along your legs. They started at your belly and slid down your hips. Meanwhile, Peter was concentrating on not looking at your butt as he rubbed his neck and back with the sponge.

The boy sneakily approached you a little closer to moisten the sponge. Since Peter was taller than you, you felt his warm breath near your ear, he was closer than he should have been. Suddenly and delicately you felt fine fingers pass through the sides of your hip. They slid from top to bottom following the drops of water as if he wanted to clean them. You felt a chill even though the water was hot

His touches were soft, he passed a hand around your waist caressing it slowly, his movements were delicate as if he were molding a sculpture.

"Peter.."-You said almost in a whisper to turn your head and look at him

He looked at you smiling mischievously. You decided to stick closer to his body as you tipped your head back and placed it on his shoulder near his neck to give him more space. Now that you was completely close to him, Peter dropped the sponge and placed both his hands on the sides of your waist. Another shiver ran through your body at the feel of his grip. Peter's hands, manly, went down from your waist to your hips and near the lower area of your belly, reaching your buttocks where he left a small pinch. You moaned but not in pain.

Peter's hands embraced you, they ran through your body as if he wanted to leave paint marks on it, you closed your eyes while your breathing quickened and your toes curled. His left hand went up to your breasts while the other went down to your privacy. First he caressed you on the outside while you didn't know where to hold on to keep from falling to your knees so you placed one hand behind his neck and your other hand grabbing Peter's wrist that was below.

When Peter inserted a finger into your intimate area, you let out a small moan while throwing your head back even more. You felt your lips throb and he liked that. He began to stimulate you by making circles with his finger on your clitoris, the rhythm varied, first they were slow and then fast.

"Oh my god Peter please..!"-you gasped pleadingly then bit your lips

You felt that you were about to cum and you didn't know if you could keep holding yourself back for longer

But Peter didn't give you rest, with your head thrown back he began to place wild, hungry kisses on your neck. The hand that was in your privacy came up and grabbed your jaw. Peter kissed every inch of your neck and jaw as if he were going to devour you, you did nothing but moan with pleasure and purr like a cat. Peter went down to your collarbones and left wet kisses

Tired of being the one receiving and not being able to touch his body, you turned around abruptly and your lips found him. You grabbed his face feeling needy and kissed him voraciously. His tongue explored yours while his hands cupped your ass. They both moan without taking off their mouths.

Peter grabbed your legs and you wrapped them around his hips as he pinned you against the damp shower wall. The sprinter reaffirmed his grip by placing his hands on your thighs and encircling them.

"Are you ready?"-he asked with his pulse racing

You nodded hastily and impatiently, there was no need to ask anything, you just wanted to have it inside of you now. You wrapped your arms around his neck and when you felt his hips loosen inside you, a surge of pleasant electricity ran through your body from head to toe and you opened your mouth in a silent moan. His thrusts were delicate at first but they increased in speed as Peter noticed that the first sensation of pain had disappeared and there was no risk of hurting you. Your body was hitting the wall at a considerable rate but you was enjoying it. Their bodies were drenched in sweat, and not just from the hot water. Your wet hair fell over your shoulders and chest while Peter's fell over his forehead almost covering his eyes. He rose and rose like the temperature, the mirror was fogged up while some of the water fell on Peter's back and torso

God looked so good with his broad back and the raindrops running down his shoulders, it made you feel more feverish. He looked like a maddened bull, his muscles tensed and concentrating on keeping up.

Suddenly Peter threw his head back with his eyes closed and panting he said

"I think I'm about to cum baby"

and said and done with a hoarse growl from Peter you felt the walls of your interior fill with something warm

But he wanted to continue a little more until you did the same so approaching your ear he whispered

"Come on, now cum for me please"-He begged for it like a wounded or helpless animal

Goddamn Maximoff

You closed your eyes and grabbed his hair tightly while our bodies moved frantically up and down like in a fast dance and when you couldn't take it anymore you felt your fluids shoot up.

Maximoff put you back on the ground gently, their bodies felt exhausted and your legs trembled slightly. You turned off the faucet while you two caught your breath and got out of the shower. Peter came out first and wrapped a towel around his hip and held out his hand to help you out as he put on the robe you had come in with.

You finished drying yourself in your room and getting dressed, You expected Peter to do the same but he hadn't brought his clothes. When you pointed it out to him, he ran out of your room even with his robe around his waist. When he ran through the corridors he left small puddles of water. You laughed imagining the poor fool slipping and falling (if Peter hadn't already).

.....

Professor X was walking through the corridors with his wheelchair when he saw a puddle of water in front of him

"How strange, where does this water come from?"

He saw that Hank was coming up behind him and asked him

"Do you happen to know why there are puddles of water all over the hallway?"

"No idea, maybe the janitor forgot to dry the floor"-Hank said casually.

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I leave this and slowly walk away...

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ashes-writing · 2 years

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Hey I'm new still but can I request a pietro maximoff lover fluf or filth it's up to you but y/n and pietro go out to eat and the waiter hits on y/n and pietro gets jealous. Ps ur amazing

I don't really do actual one shots BUT.. I can do this in headcanons form for you and I will. I really hope you don't mind! This is going to be fun! Pietro is one of my favorite characters, to be honest.

tag list babes || req rules / fandoms+characters || got a req? || masterlist

requests are open but like.. no oneshot asks. i'm not brave enough quite yet for that. headcanons / filth and fluff alphabet only (3 letters limit, one character per ask, unlimited asks and no w restlers)

Warnings ;

minors, absofuckinglutely not. This is not for you. Nooo. Edging / orgasm denial, oral (male giving), d*ddy is used and Pietro's uh.. d*ddy kink is kind of just out here on full display. This isn't quite that graphic but.. Still not for you actual children on here.

Taglist babes;

@beardedbarba

@hells--angel

@louderfortheback

@scoobiessnacks - these are the only people on my MCU taglist. If you'd like to be on there yourself, please click the little link up top.

-- Pietro is very easy to get riled up. And maybe, you wanted to get even, get a little payback for the way girls flocked to him at one of Tony's recent parties. Maybe you wanted to stir the pot. Oh you sweet summer child.. Because you see, after flirting with that waiter four and a half hours ago, all Pietro did was calmly smirk. Give the waiter in question a very intimidating glare of warning as he slipped an arm around you and moved himself so that he was sitting thigh to thigh with you in the little booth. Leaning into you to whisper a husky warning against the shell of your ear when he did so. "It looks as if I'll have to remind you who you belong to tonight, draga mea." and you scoffed at the time.

--- But it's been four and a half hours now and he's still between your thighs. Edging you with fingers, your vibrator and his tongue in turns. And the more you moan and whine and beg, the more you can feel him smirk against your skin. You're shaking, your stomach hurts from being coiled so tight and the squelching wet sounds of his tongue buried deep in your dripping pussy as he licks you clean are the only sounds in the room you're in. He chuckles when you gently try to push away his mouth after he's just finished sucking your clit until you thought you'd scream out. "Are you ready to say it?" he questions. You whine out, begging for release. But you didn't say the magic word.

--- He's not going to stop until you're screaming his name and calling him daddy. Telling him what he already knows, that you belong to him and him alone. So just... do yourself a favor and maybe say the words already, yeah? Because if you don't, well...

He can do this all night long. All.Night.Long.

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damnnnelliot · 2 years

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Hey! May I request Falling asleep on Pietro maximoff??

Of course!! <3 Pietro Maximoff Headcannons

~Falling asleep on Pietro Maximoff~ Pietro Maximoff x Reader Warnings: None, this writing is just pure fluff, and Pietro being everyone’s favorite cupcake <3 im going to do these headcannons with different scenarios ~Movie Night~ -Every Friday night, you’d have movie nights with Pietro, it was one of his favorite things to do to get relaxed -Turns would be switched around each week, Pietro loved picking old movies, you didnt mind that much though you’d like to see something new once in a while -Pietro would wrap his arm around your shoulder as you snuggled up to him, he grabbed the remote and pressed play on the movie that was chosen by one of you -You curled up in the blanket provided as you ate popcorn, laying your head onto Pietro’s chest. That improved thermal homeostasis really does help you keep warmth as you nuzzled into Pietro’s chest -You let out a light yawn, it was a habit you tried to stop but really couldn’t, you always fell asleep during most movies, especially when your cuddled up so close to Pietro. -You tried to focus on the movie in front of you but your eyes felt like they weighed ten tons, so you stopped fighting and let sleep consume you. -Pietro noticed halfway through the movie that you fell asleep onto his chest, his cute smile formed on his face as he saw you snuggled up to him in such a calm manner -Pietro stroked your head gently as he reached for the remote -Pietro paused the movie and scooped you up into his arms. You nuzzled your face into his chest -Pietro took you into your shared room and laid you down onto the bed. He laid down besides you making sure you were comfortable -You moved towards him, laying your head onto his chest in a half-awake half-asleep state -Pietro wrapped his arms around you, holding you. He found it adorable when you fall asleep on him during movie nights -As you let sleep consume you, you nuzzled into Pietro’s touch, it was one of the most comforting and supporting feeling you’ve ever felt ~After Missions~ -Missions were always a stressful thing not just for you and Pietro but the whole team, all you want to do is return home and be in the arms of your love but thats not how it goes. You have a job to do and you better do it fast, and perfect. No mistakes. Thats what you told yourself a lot during missions -You returned to the Quinjet after one of those very tiring missions -You sat down into a seat, you look towards the opening on the Quintet to where you see your beautiful boyfriend entering -You smile at the sight of him, he looked like an angel as he walked towards you. You could tell he was tired, I mean everyone was, but still, his energy could only take so much before he decides its enough on his body. -Pietro sat down besides you, you could see the small cuts and bruises along his face and neck. The sight just made you wonder what other damage was put onto your boyfriend. You shuddered at the thought as you gently laid your head onto Pietro’s shoulder -Pietro smiled as he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer -You closed your eyes shut as Pietro held you. You had no more energy in your body to try and fight to stay awake, so you let the sleep take over -No less than 30 minutes later, the Quintet landed. -Pietro scooped you up slowly, trying not to disturb you as he made his way out the Quinjet towards your shared room -As he entered the room, he looked down at you. You looked so peaceful even though the battle you guys just fought was chaotic, you must have been really worn out -Pietro placed you gently onto the bed under the blanket, he joined along side you. -Pietro held you as your head laid on top of his chest if you’d like me to do more like these, make sure to request!

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alotofpockets · 1 year

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Love confession | Natasha Romanoff

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Prompt: “You weren’t supposed to hear that.”

Masterlist | requests: closed | words: 916

After training you wanted to get a refreshing drink in the kitchen, but when you heard Wanda and Natasha in deep conversation you didn't want to interrupt. You were in the process of turning around when you heard your own name drop. Wanting to know what they are saying about you, you decide to listen to their conversation from around the corner.

"Come on Nat, what could go wrong if you just tell her." Wanda asks. "I didn't ask for your advice Maximoff, can we just drop it?" Natasha clearly sounded agitated about whatever it was she didn’t want to tell you.

"I know you didn't ask for me to interfere. But Nat, your thoughts are so loud, I can't ignore them and as your friend I want to be there for you. Because quite frankly it sounds like your head might actually explode with the amount of thoughts swarming around there. You need to get it out. And if you're so set of not telling her, talk to me about it. I swear that whatever you say will stay between us." Wanda tried to get Natasha to open up.

You were listening closely, you felt like maybe you shouldn't be listening to their conversation, but you were frozen in place. You were too locked on the fact that Natasha has such big feelings about something thar involved you.

"What do you want me to say Maximoff, that I'm so incredibly in love with her that even when we're in a room full of people at a Stark party, she's the only one there for me. The whole world around us disappears because she's the only one I want to spend my time with. That everything I come across reminds me of her. And how I so badly want her to feel the same, but I know that she never will. I would rather have her in my life as a friend than share the way I feel and not have her in my life anymore."

You were so hooked on Natasha's words that you didn't hear Pietro walk up behind you, "Y/n, you know it's rude to spy on people." He announced loud enough for Wanda and Natasha to hear. He then playfully pushed you around the corner. Nat’s eyes widen, “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” it all she says before she runs off.

"Really Piet?" You scoff. Of course, he didn't know what was going on in the kitchen, but you knew Natasha was in a vulnerable state while talking to Wanda. You turn around and run after Natasha.

You heard her bedroom door slam closed. When you reach it you knock on in gently, "Nat, can I come in?" You wait for a response, but she stays quiet. You scoot down on the wall and say, "It's okay if you need some time, I'll be waiting right here outside your door."

When she realized you cared and weren't going to leave she opened the door slightly. You took the opportunity to open the door further and walk into her room.

"How much did you hear?" You sit down on the edge of her bed. "I heard all of it. I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to intrude. I just heard my name and wanted to know what was being said behind my back."

Natasha covers her head in her hands and lets out a deep sigh. "Hey Nat, it's okay." You place one of your hands on her knee. She slowly moves her eyes from your hand to your face. Noticing a soft smile on your face, she furrows her eyebrow in confusion.

"So, you do still want to be in my life even after hearing all that?" Natasha questions. "Yes, I do. Of course, I want to be in your life, Nat. Earlier you said I would never feel the same, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I love you so much Natasha, I have loved you for years."

You look at each other for a moment, both processing all the feelings that are now out in the open. Until Natasha breaks the silence. "Can I kiss you?"

The smile on your face grows as you tell her she can. Natasha caresses your cheek before holding both your cheeks in her hands and pulling you in for a kiss both of you have been craving for so long.

After the kiss you fall into each other's arms, just laying in a comfortable bliss now that you know that the other feels the same way. You must've laid in Natasha's bed for around 30 minutes when someone knocks on the door. "Come in." Natasha says, while you still lay comfortably in her arms.

Wanda pushes Pietro inside the room, before realizing that you were in the room with her. "We came here to apologize, but I see it worked out just fine." Wanda says with a giggling Pietro next to her. The two leave the room again after some quick apologies.

Natasha places a kiss on your forehead. "Want to watch a movie, detka?" You blush at the Russian nickname. "Yeah, I'd love to." You stayed in Natasha’s arms for the duration of the movie and ended up falling asleep in them as well. You felt safe and at home in her arms, like you were meant to be held by her. And with her confession the two of you would make that dream of being with her a reality.

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