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wanna be yours pt. II | mcu ; p.maximoff

A/N; if we thought it got intense in the last part, holy... Look. There's no way to skirt this. Pietro is staking his claim on Stark!reader. Maybe he's not making it blindingly obvious, but the fact remains. This one is loaded with this weird possessive / protective sexual tension. So, obvs, there are more parts to come to this.

Just curious, are there any other readerxcharacter stories I've done you guys want more parts to? Because I could do several, tbh...Tell me pls bc I am curious.

Pairing ; Pietro Maximoff x Stark!Fem reader.

Warnings ; heavy sexual tension, mentions of an injury (am operating on the theory that when Pietro lived through the incident in AoU, part of the recovery process is that he's lost some speed -not entirely, and he heals a little slower until he's up to full power again), a very intense confrontation between reader x Pietro. For now, that's all.

Timeline / Other Stuff ; we're going to go with the assumption here being that this is shortly after AoU but before all the other shit that unfolds. As before, reader/you are Tony Stark's daughter with a deceased woman and he's raised you since you were hours old. I am not sure how far I will go with this yet but.. There will be massive changes to the last movie (Tony will not be dying) if I go that far. Also, when Pietro uses his native tongue, I'm using Romanian for a basis.

Summary ; Two to three days later, you encounter Pietro in the gym. After a rather... intense confrontation (in the sexually tense sense) you get the sense that somehow, he's staking his claim.

Translations needed ; -- thanks Google translator.

draga mea - my darling , Felul în care te miști este hipnotic, draga mea - the way you move is so hypnotic + — Nu mă pot opri să te privesc. - i can’t stop watching you. — E doar o zgârietură, prințesă. - it’s just a scratch, princess. + — Mulțumesc, pisicuță. - thank you, kitten.

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He spotted you the second you slunk in off the street with the Nike gym bag tossed over your shoulder. His eyes follow your body intently, fixed on and focused on the way your black leotard and the leopard print leggings fit you like a second skin. The oversized shirt you’ve got over the top of the leotard is somehow both loose and tight, tied at the bottom as one side of the garment seems to have given up in surrender and it’s hanging down below your shoulder.

If the spotter hadn’t grabbed the barbell in his hand, he’d have dropped it on his chest. You disappear into the dance studio and a few seconds later, some slow song by The Weeknd starts to play, filtering out the open door of the room you’re currently inside of.

Pietro rests the barbell against the supports made to hold it in place and he slips off the weight bench. In the blink of an eye, he’s leaned in the open door of the little dance studio and he’s watching you as you writhe, roll and leap around the room slowly. Gracefully.

In comparison to his super speed, it’s the total opposite. He shifts the way he stands and takes a shaky breath as the way your body felt against his and under his hands felt two nights ago during your little wordless encounter resurfaces.

This makes the speedster’s fists clench and flex at either side of his body and for lack of something else, something better to do with his hands, he folds his arms over his chest.

The song starts to fade out and your body comes to a stop, back against dark stained hardwood floorboards. Your arm raises and falls dramatically across your forehead and Pietro finds himself mesmerized by the hectic rise and fall of your chest, it’s damn near hypnotic, especially as your breathing starts to return to normal rhythm.

You pull yourself up from the floor and Pietro’s standing in front of you at the speed of light -quite literally. Your head tilts to one side and Pietro stares; hypnotized for a few seconds too long by the soft graceful curve of your neck. Fantasies of his mouth latching against your skin. His hands, all over your body.

You look light as a feather to him, he towers over you.

“Draga mea.” the words come out quiet. Husky and from way down in the depths of his chest and for a second or two, you’re mesmerized by ice blue eyes only to have your trance broken and your eyes drift down, settling on his mouth as his tongue dragged the outline of his lips, thick and wet.

You gulped. And despite any and all notions to stay where you were standing, you found yourself stepping just a little closer. And then a little more. Until no space remained and you could feel the firmness and the warmth of him pressed into you completely.

“— Felul în care te miști este hipnotic, draga mea.” he mumbles quietly. Shifting the way he’s standing but it’s too little, too late. One of his rough hands catches against your hip as the words come rolling out in his mother tongue and you tilt your head to look up at him, brows knit together in confusion. But he doesn’t repeat what he’s just said, instead, he continues to speak, “— Nu mă pot opri să te privesc.”

Your tongue drags over the outline of your lips, slow. You try to pull yourself out of his eyes but you can’t and you have the passing thought that it’s almost like being lost in a stormy sea. Then you want to smack yourself in the back of the head because you’ve spent two days telling yourself that no matter how strong the pull you felt to him was that night, it won’t happen again.

Now here it is, happening again.

And he’s talking to you in that damned seductive velvety growl - a langauge that you can’t understand but whatever he’s saying is said in such a way that you’re dripping, soaked almost uncomfortable with just two mere sentences, , distracting as hell in the tank top and track pants that hang just a little too loose and low on his hips.

His hand raises, busted knuckles graze against hair sticking to your forehead. The hair is brushed away and you lightly tap a sneaker against the wood floorboards as you try to process everything all at once. This feels like a game of cat and mouse. One that you won’t win.

You feel very much like prey under his calm blue sky gaze. And you’re not entirely sure how you feel about that fact. You pout a little, trying and failing to figure out what he could possibly be up to. Maybe he’d seen you lurking in the doorway of the gym down the hall, watching in awe as he hoisted heavy weight sets in the air as if they were feather light?

Maybe it’s payback, maybe it’s something else.

Either way, all you can do is stare. And the feeling you previously had about Pietro silently marking his territory is doubling by the second.

Your eyes catch on his knuckles and you grab hold of his hand before you can censor yourself, hissing quietly as you look at the healing damage. Your finger grazes over his knuckles and you shake your head. “If you’d stop fighting everybody that breathes.” you mumble, mostly to yourself and only half joking.

The chuckle that comes at your words is deep. His chest rumbles with it. You tilt your head to look up at him. “Did you even bother cleaning these out? Hm?”

Pietro shrugs.

“— E doar o zgârietură, prințesă.” he finally mumbles. You can feel your cheeks burn a little and you can feel ocean colored eyes as they burn into you intently. You finally manage to make yourself look up at him to find him staring at you. “C’mon.” you’re grabbing his hand, guiding him over to a long bench that lines one wall of the studio. Once you have him sitting down, you place his hand in your lap and he watches as you dig around in your gym bag for the bare bones you call a first aid kit that you usually keep on your person. You find an alcohol pad and you grab hold of his hand to pull it back into your lap and he hisses as the alcohol stings the wounds just a little, trying to wrench his hand away.

You gaze up at him patiently. Giving him another pout. “Can you just be still?”

The quiet and slow drawl of your voice has him compliant before he even fully stops to think about it and normally, he’d be a stubborn ass with most other people.

But you’re not most other people. You’re the girl he can’t seem to get off his mind lately and while it’s become something of a problem, an irritant if you will, he’s starting to realize that it’s something that’s also not going away anytime soon.

Because he’s tried fucking everything but so far, nothing’s worked.

And he knows by this point that you’re off limits, Bucky sat him down when he caught him staring at you after accompanying him to the gym earlier in the week. Before you showed up at the compound. Bucky told him in the firmest and most direct way possible that your father would never allow it.

And Pietro doesn’t want to allow it either. What he’ll be doing with the team is going to be dangerous at times. And it’s bad enough that his sister followed him straight into danger once already. The last thing he wants is you being put in harms way.

But he can’t fucking stay away. He can’t get you out of his head and it’s been this way for a while now.

He’s dangerously close to caving, just saying to hell with consequence because he just wants you so much. All to himself. In any way you’ll allow him to have you.

It’s the most he’s wanted anything in his entire life… Except for the period of time when he was hell-bent on revenge for his parents death and the destruction of his life.

You’re humming to yourself as you work the alcohol soaked pad over his knuckles and all he can do is stare at you. You can feel him watching you and when you finish, you look up. “That’ll do.” you mumble as you find yourself drowning in blue sky depths. You manage to tear your eyes off him and you turn to rifle through your bag again, this time producing just enough gauze to wrap the hand. You grab hold of his hand again and he tries to hold it away at first but you give him this little pout.

The pout and the way you tilt your head is going to be his ruin, he just knows it. Wordlessly, with a little scowl, he deposits his hand onto your lap again. Resting his palm flat against your thigh. Your breath catches in your throat for a second and when you finally breathe again, it comes out all shaky.

You wrap the gauze around his knuckles carefully and then you place his hand back into his own lap as you stand.

You’re halfway to the door of the studio when he presses against you from behind.

“— Mulțumesc, pisicuță.” he mumbles in that same velvet gravel husk. You turn to face him and this puts you body to body with him. You shrug. Raise up on your toes to give puffed up platinum hair a little fluff.

“Hm?” you mumble quietly as you stare up at him.

“I said.. Thank you, kitten.” Pietro mutters quietly. When he leans into you a little more, you gulp. You know the smart thing to do is probably to back away but for some reason, there’s a disconnect between your brain and the smart thing to do. Your stomach does a lazy flip when he calls you kitten because there’s this look of sheer hunger in his eyes that you try to convince yourself you’re imagining.

Or you’re trying to do that until he steps closer, leaving no space between your bodies in the open doorway of the dance studio. A bandaged hand raises and catches against the side of your face gingerly sending a hot flush to race through your body. “Again tomorrow?” he questions, a little smirk playing at his lips.

“Y-yeah. I’ve gotta work on my piece for the fall solo with my dance troupe.” you shrug as you say it and you want to kick yourself because somehow, the platinum blond towering over you right now has managed to make you a wet and stammering, rambling mess and he’s barely said or done anything to you in the first place.

He eyes you intently. Like he wants to say something but then just doesn’t. You bite your lip and shuffle your feet against the floor of the studio. “Can you stop fighting everybody who breathes? Please?” you ask the question quietly. With the gentlest teasing laugh. But you’re being serious.

“Perhaps.” he shrugs casually. The way muscles flex with the movement catches your eye and you swallow hard and try not to be hypnotized by the movement. “Maybe if they will stop saying disgusting things.”

“Listen.. That trainee you keep locking horns with is just a perv, alright? I busted his nose at my dad’s New Years Eve thing because he tried to cop a feel.”

For a split second, blue sky eyes cloud over and if you’d been looking down you would’ve seen the exact second his fist clenched at the side of his body. But you didn’t, luckily. And you’re completely clueless as to the fuel you’ve just added to the fire.

You step away and drag a hand through sweat dampened hair. “I’ll uh.. I’ll see you around.” you mumble quietly.

Pietro chuckles, a lopsided grin playing at his mouth. “Tomorrow.”

And you nod as you hurry out of the gym and in your haste to just… get somewhere to breathe and attempt pulling yourself together again, you nearly walk into the damned men’s shower just up the hall.

“Fuck my life.” you palm at your forehead as you hurry and make your way out of the gym and into the crowded street.

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Ghost of Us — Chapter 3

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This is the sequel to my book Ghost of You. Go check it out before reading this one.

Pietro Maximoff x fem!Mutant!reader

Warnings: Ghosts, mention of the smell of bodies in decomposition

Word Count: 2.5k

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“Listen up folks,“ Steve announced seriously, after many hours of uncomfortable silence and glances in the jet. He stood in between Clint and Tony in the cabin and gazed at us at the back. His eyes lingered on me at the back away from everyone for a second, his eyes shone with pity and guilt, I tightened my fists in response. “We’ll be landing in 15 minutes. You know the drill, we get in, get the information, and then out. Is that clear?“ His stern gaze told everyone not to mess it up.

“Good. Clint, you wait here with Banner in case of any emergency. Sam, Tony, you’ll be our eyes in the sky.“ There was a pause right there that made me look at him in wariness and the look in his eyes made my stomach sink. No.

“Pietro, Y/n, you’re together.” Everyone gasped and the air filled with tension. I refused to acknowledge his presence and kept looking forward as his gaze burned the side of my face.

“What about me?“ Wanda protested, her eyes dancing between mine and Steve’s faces. Mine must have shown mortification but his only determination.

“You’re coming with Bucky and me, we need you in case anything is blocking our way.“ Steve explained, his voice apologetic.

“But...“

“But nothing.“ His voice was stern, authority laced his words. They stared at each other, a will battle happening between them. Huh. He must have won as Wanda averted her eyes and huffed under her breath.

That was our cue to prepare everything we would need for the mission. I strapped the vest tighter, struggling a bit. After all, when I accompanied Strange or Wong to missions I would wear more of a magical kind of protection. I double-checked my boots and made sure the enchanted daggers that Strange gave me when I started training were at my side. I flipped them in my hands and hid them in my black suit. If we were to encounter any danger these would take care of it.

The jet was abnormally silent. One could slice the tension with a knife. I raised my head and caught Wanda analyzing my movements. I raised an eyebrow in question. What the heck was her problem with me? She sighed with a pained look on her face and approached me. Pietro watched our interaction with a frown.

“If something happens to my brother because of you I swear on my life I’ll destroy you.“ Wanda growled, bitterness taking hold of her words as she glared at me. I blankly stared at her and cleared my mind from all thoughts, just like Strange taught me in case I ever encountered someone like her again.

She scrunched her eyebrows in concentration, and by the looks of it, she was trying to get inside my head but failed to see anything important. I smiled tightly, thankful for Wong’s constant nagging on meditation. That didn’t mean she couldn’t read my thoughts, it just meant she would only see what I wanted her to. But as Wong explained, there will be times when she’ll be able to infiltrate my head if my mind is weak. Like the day before.

The plane landed and not wanting to hear anything else from her I walked past her. She wasn’t worth it.

“Scared little Y/n, always running away.“

Wong was always on and on about being the bigger person. He said that’s the way to a healthy and stressless life. But Wong’s not here now.

I loosened a little bit of the control I had over the death and fed them enough power to make them tangible but not visible. Spirits have their own will and can’t be controlled but necromancers have such a tight relationship with them that some tend to follow orders when offered something in exchange. They approached her and I saw the moment Wanda realize we were not alone. As a telepath, she’s more perceptive of death but can’t quite feel it. She may not be a necromancer, but she’s still a witch. I heard her gasp and saw her eyes turn red. She should know by now her powers were useless against them. There was no running from them.

“If you ever threaten me again,” I whisper in her ear, “we’ll destroy you.“ I smiled sweetly, knowing Stephen would’ve high-fived me if he had been there. I got off the jet and made my way to the group. The sense of victory lasted around 2.3 seconds because Tony was approaching me, an unreadable expression on his face. He stopped a meter away from me.

“We need to talk,“ Tony demanded, his face hard as marble. I opened my mouth to argue we had nothing to talk about. And maybe send him to hell while I was at it, but the sudden tickling feeling at the base of my neck and the out-of-nowhere appearance of an arm resting on my shoulders shut me up.

“You ready for the best night of your life partner?“ His messy and overgrown hair tickled my cheek, making me lose any perspective of reality and leaving me speechless. I was completely aware of every part of our bodies touching. It felt familiar. Odd, considering that the only time we’ve ever been this close, I was partly dead and mostly unconscious.

His hand tightening his hold on my shoulder brought me back from stupid land and made me aware of the expectant look on his face. I threw him a bewildered look, confused at his actions, but unable to separate myself from him. A closed small smile formed on his lips as our eyes met. His warmth made me feel at ease. I wouldn't be surprised if I started purring. Instant horror filled me at the thought. I was pathetic.

He grinned as he could read my thoughts and winked.

Oh.

He was giving me a way out of the heart-to-heart convo daddy wanted to have. I winced at the mere thought. Resigned, I looped my arm around his waist and held him too. Surprising him by how his body tensed and then softened under my hands. The action brought me more pain than relief. It shouldn’t be like this.

“Yep, let’s go.“ I smiled tightly looking up at him, but he just stared me in the eyes. I heard his breath hitch and felt his chest tremble once. Suddenly, the burning sensation on my ribs made its appearance. For focusing on the cause of the ache at my side I completely overlooked the quiet groan of pain Pietro let out.

“Y/n-“, Tony started but was interrupted by an annoyed-looking Sam. “Let’s go, Tony. We don’t have all day.“ He cursed under his breath and stared at me regretfully, “We’ll talk later” and with a last look, he made his way to the whining falcon. I released a breath in relief and stepped away from the not-so-dead guy beside me. The pain disappeared instantaneously. Convincing myself it was just a coincidence I walked to Steve, who was distributing the earpieces and took one.

“Be careful, kid.“ His baby blue eyes made it impossible to be rude to him. I tried to smile and assure him I would be, but the red aura surrounding the base told me otherwise.

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“Y/n, anything on your side?“ Steve’s voice came through the earpiece. I felt Pietro’s eyes on me once again.

“Negative.“

It’s been around 30 minutes since we parted from the team and we were yet to find anything useful. The base being enormous and falling apart didn’t help us go faster either. Every turn we made or every room we entered was either destroyed or blocked by debris. I was getting annoyed, and Pietro’s useless presence and his obvious staring were not helping. We made another turn but we were again stopped by a destroyed wall. I groaned and hit my forehead on the wall in frustration.

“This is useless. We’re not going anywhere.“ I grumbled kicking the wall. Defeat weighing on my shoulders.

“No shit, Sherlock.“ Pietro’s useful input made my blood boil. He may not see the aura but I could. Every corner, every single piece of debris was painted red. Just once have I ever seen anything like this and Strange and I almost died. I faced him ready to hit that beautiful smile off his face but the distant sound of footsteps halt me in my steps.

“Did you hear that?“ I whispered lowly, praying I had imagined it. I knew we had to find spirits to complete the mission. That didn’t mean I wanted to.

“Hear what?“ Pietro’s eyes searched mine for answers and whatever he found made him go pale. A shiver ran down my spine and I gulped. They were here.

I ignored him and silently started walking in the direction of the echo. At this distance, all I got from the spirits was that he was alone. That was the tricky part of red auras.

“You’re scared,” Pietro stated knitting his eyebrows, “why are you scared?“

“I’m not scared.“ I lied blatantly. I was pooping my pants, I would be stupid if I wasn’t afraid after the last time. But he didn’t need to know that.

“You’re tapping your fingers against your thigh.“ He said matter of factly as if it was common sense. How did he know that? I stopped doing it immediately.

“What?“

“You always used to d-“ He stopped himself before he could finish, leaving me shocked. He frowned and looked even more lost than me. My eyes widened and against my will, they filled with tears that I refused to let go. I felt the air being knocked out of my lungs as if I had been kicked in the gut. I knew he didn’t remember me, so why did he keep doing that? It was cruel.

“I- I don’t know why I said that.“ He stammered running a hand through his hair. I sought his eyes but he wouldn’t meet my gaze. I stared at him, praying he would look back at me in the darkness of the place and would recognize me. It didn’t happen. My mouth opened against my will but the same sound of footsteps stopped me. Right, the mission. I straightened up as much as I could and cleared my throat. The sooner we finish, the faster I’ll be home; all this will be just a memory.

“This way.“ I cleaned my voice of any emotion and walked ahead of him towards the creepy noises. He stood frozen but moments later he walked beside me. Silence embraced us. I hated it, but I grew to accept it. We were no longer right for each other, and nothing I did was going to change it.

We entered a new sector of the building. I gagged at the rotten smell of... dead. I covered my nose and breathed through my mouth. If the smell wasn’t enough of a hint then was the aura that grew more visible around every surface. I gulped. The dim light of our lanterns didn’t do much but gave us just enough clarity to distinguish our surroundings. The walls around us were moldy and partially destroyed. It was so dark even with lanterns I could barely see anything beyond my hands. The sound of our footsteps echoed in the walls around us giving the place a creepier vibe.

“Keep your eyes open, we’re close.“ I warned in a whisper, not wanting to disturb the dead. There was a second of silence.

“Can you really see them? Ghosts.“ Pietro clarified, I could barely see him but I just knew his eyes had rounded in curiosity. It used to be the cutest view back in the asylum. He somehow misunderstood my silence for an invitation to keep talking. “I’ve heard some things from the others but...“ He left his sentence unfinished but I knew what he meant. ...nobody really knows what I can do.

I hesitated for a second and consider not answering but something pushed me to do it.

“Yes, I can see them.“ He kept quiet out of surprise that I actually answered or fear about what I can do. I hoped it wasn’t the last one. I played with my fingers in anticipation.

“There’s no way you can get any cooler right now.“ He gushed, awe evident in his voice. I whipped my head in his direction. I could see the outline of his face and noticed his childish grin. A surprised laugh left my lips and couldn’t help the feeling of warmth in my chest or the tiny tears of laughter that appeared.

“You’re so weird.“ I said cleaning my tears with a smile on my face. He turned his head in my direction and smiled sweetly at me. His eyes softened, recreating the exact image of the Pietro I knew.

A ray of light blinded us out of nowhere. We shielded our eyes but as fast as it came, it left. We looked at each other and without a word being exchanged we ran after it. We reached the end of the aisle and turned left, at the distance, we could see the light turning right and disappearing into another corridor. At this pace, we were going to lose it. Pietro must have thought the same because one second we were standing on an empty aisle and the other, he was standing outside of a door carrying me bride style. With my arms around his neck, we stared at the light coming from the bottom of the door. With slow movements, Pietro put me down carefully. Giving him one last look I turned the knob and light flooded the dark corridor.

Together we entered the new room. The walls were bare but unlike the whole building, there was no sign of ruin. In the middle of the room was a box. But it wasn’t the box itself that caught my attention rather the name written in bold letters on the side of it. Not Y/n Stark, but Y/n Khalida. My necromancer’s name. I was petrified. I could feel my blood pounding in my ears, and sweat running down my back. This wasn’t right. There’s something wrong.

“We gotta go.“ I ordered, taking Pietro’s hand and running to the door but at that exact moment, it closed on our faces. I ran to it and tried to turn the knob but it wouldn’t move. I hit it once, twice but it didn’t even vibrate. The room turned completely red. And then I felt it. We were no longer alone. And when I turned around the spirit wasn’t the only one waiting for us.

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local-crying-boy · 2 months

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Writing Masterlist

A collection of all of the fanfictions I have written!

One-shots:

MCU:

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ Pietro Maximoff ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

New Years Eve Party / GN!Reader - One-shot, fluff

Mission Gone Wrong pt.1 / Fem!Reader - One-shot, fluff

Mission Gone Wrong pt.2 / Fem Reader - One-shot, fluff-angst

Waking Up with Pietro Maximoff / GN!Reader - drabble, fluff

Bodyguard Pietro Maximoff / GN!Reader - imagine

Kinktober 1-4 / Fem!Reader - Smut

Shakes and Shivers / GN!Reader - One-shot, fluff

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ Wanda Maximoff ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

Tough missions and warm hugs / M!Reader - one-shot, fluff

Twilight:

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ Carlisle Cullen ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

Carlisle Cullen X Magic!Reader / GN!Reader - One-shot, fluff(?)

As if to turn back time / Fem!Reader - One-shot, fluff, reunion

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ Jasper Hale ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

If you dated Jasper Hale - headcannons

It was our plan pt.1/ Fem!Reader - angst

(req) It was our plan pt.2 / Fem!Reader - angst-fluff

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ Jasper Hale and Alice Cullen ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

If you were their second mate - meeting them / GN!Reader - headcanons

Arcane:

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ Viktor ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

Late Night Chats / GN!Reader - One-shot, fluff, love confessions

Success! / GN!Doctor!Reader - One-shot, mutual pining

(req) Viktor helping his s/o who is sad / GN!Reader - one-shot, fluff, comfort fic

(req) Not Without You / GN!Reader - One-shot, fluff

(req) Viktor SFW Head cannons

Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit:

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ Legolass ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

Fell In Love With You / GN!Reader - One-shot, fluff, comfort, childhood friends to lovers

Criminal Minds:

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ Spencer Reid⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

Pretty Boy / GN!Reader - One-shot, fluff

Call of Duty:

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ Headcannons⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

COD men / How they are like in a relationship

COD men / what they do when their s/o passes out

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ Hadir Karim⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

Waking up with him / GN!Reader - Imagine

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ Multiple characters x reader⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

Home, at last / Fem!Reader x John Price x Nikolai - Short one-shot, smut

Series:

MCU

Composure - A Pietro Maximoff Fanfic - Masterlist {UNFINISHED}

Cecelia Winslow, a twenty-five year old S.H.I.E.L.D agent, fights closely with the Avengers and with one small mistake, she ends up meeting the love of her life in a life or death situation. Though, with old memories coming back up due to a certain Maximoff twin, it gets difficult to save the world all the while managing her anxiety., alongside trying to deal with a Speedster's attractive looks and relentless flirtations.

Code Green JR - A Pietro Maximoff Fanfiction - Masterlist {YET TO BE RELEASED / BEING PLANNED AND WRITTEN CURRENTLY}

Seventeen-year-old Nikolai Banner had been living with the worry about turning into a miniature version of none other than the Hulk, but, either way, when billionaire, Tony Stark, shows up at Nikolai's and Bruce's apartment, he had no surprise. Along with battling some inner feelings and some normal teenage experiences (as normal as you can get when you may have a ticking time bomb that could cause you to become a big, green, rage monster), with some additional rage monster feelings, Nikolai ends up meeting a certain Sokovian Speedster.

#avengers fanfic #avengers fanfiction #avengers #cod #cod fanfic #cod Fanfiction #mcu fanfic masterlist #fanfic masterlist #masterlist

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luv4-liv · 9 months

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❝In exchange of..❞

Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Warnings: Smut. +18. Oral sex (fem receiving). Kidnapping. Shower sex. Unknown. Fast sex (so fast, we are talking about Pietro). Unprotected sex (do not do it please¡!).

Summary: Leah is held in Avengers Tower by force. Pietro says that he is going to release her in exchange for a favor.

The plot of this One Shot is totally mine and my imagination.

You can find it in Spanish on my wattpad account (piscessbabyy)

Remember that English is not my language so it may contain several errors, please be patient with me

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Leah was a girl who wanted to be as far away as possible from the Avengers and the dangers they faced every day.

Coincidentally, she was now locked up against her will, in one of the rooms of the Avenger tower. And to make matters worse, she was sitting on the floor, with both feet tied to the leg of the bed, and her hands tied with a rope.

She was in a rather uncomfortable position, and had been that way since six o'clock in the morning. He had had nothing to eat or drink since then.

Why was he there? For lying about his age. Pretty stupid, compared to the dangers the Avengers had had to face. But the great Tony Stark was very paranoid lately.

Leah had gone to buy an alcoholic beverage, and the store she was going to, didn't sell alcohol to anyone under twenty. She was eighteen, but it wasn't the first time she had shopped there, so she had a fake ID, lying about her age.

Unfortunately, she crossed paths with Tony Stark, in his fantastic suit, who accidentally scanned her and the billionaire could tell she was lying.

And that brings us to the moment where we started. The Avengers, upon hearing Tony's story, knew she was exaggerating, she was just a teenager buying booze.

But Tony turned a deaf ear. He entered the room a couple of times and asked questions like "Who do you work for?" or "What were you really going to buy?". To which the girl answered him with total sincerity and he ignored.

Wanda was very sorry that Leah had suffered like that all day. So she got together with the other avengers. Stark wouldn't even let them near the room.

So, they agreed to go out to dinner, all except Pietro. He would fake a headache and when they left, he would release the girl until they returned and talk to Tony, this time, being able to protect her.

So, they set the plan in motion. They were all already on their way to Tony's favorite restaurant, while Pietro was already on his way to the room where Leah was, which in fact, was next to his own.

He had seen her when Stark brought her in.

She had caught his attention, her little face looked so innocent, he wouldn't believe she faked her age to buy an alcoholic beverage.

And he was curious to know if that innocent face could prove anything else to him.

Opening the door to the room, the girl looked at him at once.

"Thank God, I'd had enough of Stark's face."

Maximoff smiled at the sound of her voice.

He crouched down in front of her and could see her confused expression.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm being kidnapped by a superhero and his super friends How are you?" sarcastically replied

"Do you want me to untie you?"

"Yes! Please, I swear I won't be able to walk tomorrow because my legs will be numb from this awkward position."

Maybe so, but not exactly because of the bad position....

"I'll untie you, in exchange for a favor."

His sokovian accent, curiously made Leah pay more attention to his words.

"Look, I have no money, parents neither so you can't threaten me, if you want to burn down my house, I live in apartment and you would burn down the whole building, which would be frowned upon since you are an avenger.."

Pietro laughed at her witticisms.

"What's your name, cutie?"

"Leah..."

"Well, Leah, I'm Pietro."

"I know who you are, everyone knows who you are."

"Oh yeah? "

"If you're going to untie me?"

"You know the rules, I untie you in exchange for a favor."

"Yeah, yeah, I heard you, what do you want?"

"Well..."

The look on the Sokovian's face made Leah instantly understand what he was talking about.

She thought about it for a moment, under the boy's gaze.

But at last she made up her mind, and held out her bound hands to Maximoff, as a sign for him to untie her, feeling her cheeks redden.

He smiled and began to untie her quickly.

As she stood, Leah staggered, she had been on the ground for a long time.

Pietro placed his hands on the back of her thighs, lifting her up. She grabbed his shoulders and the Sokovian went quickly to her room.

As soon as he locked the door, the girl was pressed against it, while he left kisses on her neck to kiss her lips.

Pietro left her on the floor without stopping kissing her and began to unbutton the blouse of the chestnut.

"Is this your first time?"

"No, with an avenger? Yes."

He let out a laugh as he tossed Leah's blouse somewhere and pulled off her shirt.

"What about you, do you do this with all the girls that your tin can superhero friend kidnaps?" she spoke again

"Only with you." he smiled before kissing her neck again as he picked her back up and walked to the bathroom.

Once inside, he closed the door and turned on the warm shower. To then walk over to the sink and set Leah down on the counter.

He unclasped her bra while pulling her shorts down, so she lifted up slightly so he could pull them off.

He removed her shorts along with her underwear and she finally felt the coolness of the counter against the back of her thighs.

Though that coldness quickly vanished when she felt Pietro's large hands slowly pulling her legs apart.

"Spread your legs for me, love.."

Maximoff's accent, the tone in which he spoke to her, melted her completely, she obeyed immediately, feeling him sink his fingers lightly into her thighs.

"What are you going to-, Oh my god..." she moaned in surprise, when the boy ran his tongue over her intimacy without warning.

"Look how you are.." he said, running a finger around her entrance, to which she gasped in response, making him smile.

The next thing she felt, was the platinum guy's tongue making circles around her clitoris, but without touching it, which started to make her desperate.

"Don't be an asshole will you?" he demanded.

"I don't speak in that language, pretty girl."

She hesitated, but she seriously needed to calm that burning she felt.

"Please.." she gasped

Then he moved on to making circles directly on her clit and she pulled her head back.

Leah tangled her hand in Pietro's hair to keep him from pulling away, while with her other hand she squeezed the edge of the counter and closed her eyes as if that would imprison the sensations.

When she thought it couldn't get any better, he slipped two of his fingers inside her.

Leah opened her mouth, unable to even let out a moan.

He curled his fingers inside her, as he moved them incredibly fast and increased the speed of his tongue. He tightened the grip of his free hand on her hips even tighter.

Surely there were going to be marks left on her, just like on her neck, but neither wanted to worry just yet.

Leah opened her eyes, letting out moans that could not be controlled. She felt herself getting closer and closer, that knot in her stomach that wanted to let go.

The counter under her thighs was already warm, the mirror had fogged up from the steam of the shower, but she could still see the reflection of the marks on her neck.

And he, Pietro Maximoff, kneeling in front of her, making her scream.

She had many sensations both in her chest and in her stomach.

And with that image, she let that knot loosen.

He slowly pulled away, as he went up to kiss her while groping her breasts.

When she was calmer, he lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

Pietro stepped into the shower with her, both feeling the warm water cover them.

"Ready?"

"I'm offended by the question."

He laughed to then stick the girl's back against the wall, and slowly sink into her.

"You're so...perfect." she gasped.

He dropped his head on Leah's shoulder as he sped up his movements.

He carried an incredibly fast speed, he was in and out with such ease....

Their bodies colliding made a really obscene noise. And the situation even worse. He, an avenger, sleeping with a stranger. And she, letting herself be handled by an avenger, a famous one, that she just met.

Plus the other avengers could arrive at any moment. And that made it even more fun.

At the next thrust, Pietro reached a point where Leah felt something she would never have thought to experience.

She let out a loud groan and dug her nails into the platinum-haired man's shoulders.

He smiled, hitting the same spot over and over again.

"Shit..."

"So there, huh?" he teased.

He went faster, if that was possible, hard, hard, carelessly, on that spot that drove her crazy.

She threw her head back, to which he took the opportunity to leave more marks on her neck.

"Oh God damn it, I think I'm going to..." Maximoff silenced her with a kiss, hitting her spot one last time, before releasing next to her.

Leah closed her eyes, regulating her breathing. Her chest heaved down and up, trying to calm the sensations.

They both ended up showering, her somewhat embarrassed.

He gave her clothes that Wanda had left for her, she was really tired.

Although Leah was quite embarrassed, because she never thought she would do that with someone she didn't know, Pietro talked to her and made silly jokes, which gave her much more confidence.

She was sitting on the platinum guy's bed, her eyes wanting to close.

"I'm going to get you some food, then you can sleep until the others get here." he said in his very striking accent.

God, no, he couldn't notice someone who was probably just a lucky lay, and he was an avenger to boot.

Unless he noticed her, too...

#one shot #marvel #marvel smut #pietro maximoff #pietro x reader #quicksilver #the avengers #los vengadores #+18 content

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littlebosleepmusings · 2 years

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Updated Masterlist (June 2022) ☽

(still being edited)

Archive of Our Own - you can find most of my work here as they update

Series

Collision Course (Poe Dameron x Fem!Reader, Past Kylo Ren x Fem!Reader)

Next Time We Meet (Sylvie Laufeydottir & Fem!Reader)

Side Effects (Klaus Mikaelson x Fem!Reader)

Student of Nature (Loki x Fem!Reader) (wattpad)

Somebody's Watching Me (Marvel Slasher/Horror AU, Fem!Reader)

The Last Time (Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader)

Warm Blood (Avengers & Reader/TBD x Reader) (wattpad)

Welcome to Spiderhead (Steve Abnesti x Fem!Reader)

Welcome to Westview (Pietro Maximoff x Fem!Reader) S: You’re a new resident of Westview after recently moving to town with your husband, Pietro Maximoff. Your sister-in-law, Wanda, lives only a few doors down. Things are great. You’ve always been happy and always been together…but you can’t help feel that something isn’t right.

(To be updated episodically on tumblr, but will be cross posted on AO3 as I will have a different image for each decade episode.)

One-Shots

Secret Santa (Xavier, Hank, Alex, Sean & Fem!Reader)

Imagines

A Mother’s Love (Jax Teller x Fem!Reader)

Be Careful (Jack Mercer x Reader)

Beware the Krays (Reggie Kray x Fem!Reader)

Few People In This World (Eric Northman x Fem!Reader)

Happy Birthday, Marie (Rogue x Reader)

Here Come the Queen (Margaery Tyrell x Fem!Reader)

King’s Choice (Tommen Baratheon x Fem!Reader)

Lie to Me (Victor Creed x Fem!Reader)

Lie to Me Part 2 (Victor Creed x Fem!Reader)

Lie to Me Part 3 (Victor Creed x Fem!Reader)

Moments (Jon Snow x Fem!Reader)

Never Again (Jax Teller x Fem!Reader)

Not Alone (Charles Xavier x Fem!Reader)

Not Alone pt 2

Not Alone pt 3

Not Alone pt 4

Not Alone pt 5

Shy (Eggsy x Fem!Reader)

Stay (Charles Xavier x Reader)

The One I Want (Robb Stark x Fem!Reader)

Watchful Eyes (Charles Xavier x Fem!Reader)

Wounds (Francis Freeman aka “Ajax” x Fem!Reader)

You Don’t Have to Hide (Jax Teller x Fem!Reader)

Fanfiction (mostly old stuff)

A Blessing And A Curse (Underage OFC & Parental Figure!Bane/Talia) - on hold

A Face I Couldn’t Forget, Even If I Tried (The Joker x OFC Julia) - on hold

Face the Music (Eames x Wife!OFC Sophia) - on hold (wattpad) (ff.net)

The Fire In Your Veins (Bane x OFC Natalie) - on hold (wattpad) (a03) (ff.net)

The Price (Enid & Father Figure!Negan) - on hold (a03) (wattpad)

You Found Me (Tommy Conlon x OFC Danielle Cassidy) - on hold (ff.net) (a03)

Headcanons

Harley Quinn (Dating)

Reggie Kray (Shy/Affectionate Reader)

Sean Cassidy AKA Banshee (First Time)

CYOA

Restart (Jax Teller x Fem!Reader) *on hold*

RPF (AU ONLY)

The Wreckage - Tom Hardy x Reader (Zombie Apocalypse)

The Forgotten - Chris Evans x Fem!Reader (Semi Post-Apocalyptic)

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leviathanspain · 2 years

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seven evil exes

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frank castle x reader, matt murdock x reader, druig x reader, tony stark x reader, loki x reader, pietro maximoff x reader, doctor strange x reader

synopsis: natasha opened a can of worms asking about your past relationships..

reunited

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natasha folded your clothes as you hung up your shirts. “so you broke up with stephen?” you nodded, “he was so caught up into the whole ‘im a wizard and i have to lay my life down for this old ass building’ thing that it just reminded me too much of someone i once knew, that i just knew i had to end it.” you chuckled slightly and natasha perked up.

“who?” she questioned, setting a pair of your running shorts down.

you turned, unaware of what you had done, “huh?” you moved another shirt into the closet, organizing it by color.

“don’t play dumb with me, y/n.” natasha now had her arms folded across her chest and a stern, motherly look plastered on her face.

“okay! okay! before i dated stephen, i was dating a lawyer from hell’s kitchen who broke up with me, actually, because he was more dedicated to his vigilante alter ego and-“

natasha snorted, “you dated daredevil?”

you pursed your lips, “pretty much.”

natasha laughed, “you have a thing for heroes, don’t you?”

you closed your closet door and moved to sit on the bed, “i dated a few anti-heroes.”

“a few?!” natasha shrieked and you jumped, startled.

“i need you to start from the beginning.” natasha was sitting at the foot of your bed, snacks poured into bowls as she prepared herself for a long night of your rehashing of relationships.

“i dated loki for two years.”

natasha rolled her eyes, “as if anyone can forget.”

you rolled your eyes, and continued, “he was amazing. in the beginning..” your gaze darkened, “he was just so hellbent on taking over the earth and i had just started my second year in college so obviously i didn’t want him to blow up the earth!” nat nodded intently, “it was an okay relationship, definitely not my favorite just because he was kind of toxic and i was really just trying to finish college. but spring break in asgard is still unbeat and that’s the truth.”

“darling..” loki muttered as he touched your skin, the servants were preparing your bath as the water ran in the background. “you have got to get up..i have a surprise planned for you!” he nudged you roughly and you sprung up, angry of the elbows to your ribs. you followed loki as he opened the bathroom door to show an abundance of blood red rubies in the tub, awaiting you.

the memory faded from natasha’s head and you sat back on your heels, grabbing a chip from the bowl. the feeling you felt overwhelmed natasha, the love and the yearn for loki you had felt those years.

“i love that you can do that!” natasha yelled.

you smiled, “it really is fun, isn’t it?”

natasha waved her hand, “who’s next?” she looked eager to hear the rest of your ex boyfriend stories, her feet were tapping the bedroom floor as she hung off the bed.

you fiddled your fingers, “this one was a secret so you can’t get mad or tell wanda but-“

natasha gasped, a hand going over her mouth, “no! you did not-“

you twisted your face as a rush of emotions hit you, “yeah.. i did. but we realized we were better off as friends than partners.”

natasha nodded, “pietro maximoff..” she chewed a chip, “no wonder he’s always flirting with you, he’s seen the goods and he wants more.”

you shrugged, “its just playful flirting but pretty much.” you lied, knowing damn well pietro was more than just ‘playful flirting’.

“fuck!” your nails dug into pietro’s back as he thrusted into you. his gaze was deep into your eyes as you felt your orgasm approaching.

“you can do it for me, draga..” he cooed, his hand working your clit furiously. “cum for me one more time..”

natasha snapped back to reality, her face a flurry of emotions, mostly anger, but she composed herself, a small smile on her lips, “that was…”

you stifled a laugh, “i know..”

“oh my god..” nat spoke slowly, she chewed on her bottom lip and she thought back to it.

“i know!” you practically squealed in response.

“after that couple months of being a fucktoy for wanda’s brother- i met this man when i was vacationing in brazil. he was peculiar, and even more so when he was aware of my powers without me ever telling him.” natasha gave a small gasp, but you continued, “but it turns out he too had powers and so it wasn’t that bad. but it got weird when i found out he had some estranged mystical family and he had abducted people to start a cult because he ‘hated war’ but didn’t see anything wrong with kidnapping-“ natasha laughed and you laughed too, remembering how crazy it was as you summarized it. “i was with him for two years..” you trailed off as the memory flickered in natasha’s head.

“druig!” you ran to his house as the townspeople started to fight over you, some wanted to take you swimming and the others wanted you to paint with them. you never thought you’d be in a situation like this but it was surreal.

“y/n! what’s wrong?” druig ran out as you called for him, and as he saw the bickering of the people, his eyes glowed gold and you stood, not even able to defend them.

“did they hurt you?” anger rose in his voice and you shook your head, “no! i just wanted to-“

he cut you off and brought you into a hug, “it’s okay, i’ll never let them hurt you.”

natasha didn’t like that memory at all. your feelings weren’t anything but fear in his presence, and she shuddered. she didn’t know what to say so she offered a hand of support.

you smiled bitterly, “it was a dark time in my life but i’m past it. now we can move onto the one who started this all!” you clapped your hands together smiling as you reminisced, “matthew michael murdock.. he was a dreamboat, and he was really something special.”

natasha snorted, “was he?”

you nodded, “yes! and im still mad he broke up with me over hell’s kitchen. it’s hell’s kitchen! if it was brooklyn than i would understand cus they really need some help but-“ natasha raised her eyebrow and you scoffed, continuing, “he was catholic, and he refused to kill anyone in his whole daredevil thing. he is blind, he just has heightened senses and blah blah blah- he was great but yeah, kind of boring cus it was always so tug and push with him.”

“don’t do this to me, matthew!” you screamed, you were elbow deep into his side as blood continued to spurt. you tried to stitch him up but as the door was pushed open, an angry foggy nelson looked at you in disbelief.

“what the actual fuck.”

you groaned, “please, matt..” you cried out as you got the blood under control.

“we need to get him to a hospital!” foggy looked at you, and you shook your head, “no! he wouldn’t go.”

the memory stopped abruptly as showing it to natasha left you with a sick feeling of that night.

“i wasn’t much of a nurse but he’s thankful to be alive.” you remarked with a laugh but natasha offered a smile instead of a response.

you moved onto the next, a smile creeping onto your face as you began to discuss your favorite ex, “the punisher was quite literally, a punisher.”

his rough and calloused hands roamed your body as he thrusted into you. the bed was smacking against the wall roughly. your pictures that you had nailed to the wall were shattered on the floor due to the force and your clothes were tattered and ripped on the floor too.

“you belong to me! say it!” he smacked you as his cock twitched inside of you. you clenched around him as you cried out, “i’m only yours! im yours!”

frank laughed, “that’s right. tell me how i can fuck you better than he did.”

you moaned out loudly, your hair being tugged back as frank fucked you harder, “so much better, you fuck me better than matt, frankie.”

natasha scoffed as the memory faded, “you are something else. what the hell was that? and who was that?!”

“frank castle.” you smirked.

“isn’t he supposed to be dead?” natasha whirled on you but you shrugged out your response, “i prefer not to comment.”

natasha rolled her eyes, “and ‘you fuck me better than matt?’ what did they know each other?”

you nodded, “matt was his lawyer and then they became some sort of enemy-vigilante thing, i don’t even know, men.” you gave a sorry excuse for not understanding whatever the two men did but you were aware of their fight over you.

“girl…” natasha chided and you blushed, “whatever!”

“let’s move onto my drunken mistake..” you waved a hand and natasha was taken to a party at the avengers tower from a few years ago.

“you look so fucking hot in that dress..” you heard a familiar tone from the man next to you and you rolled your eyes, “if you want to fuck me, just say that, tony..” tony laughed. “well, of course i want to fuck you but i was worried that’d come off as too strong. but it got my point across, so how’s it sound? me, you, midnight in my bed while i make love to you while we watch family guy?” you laughed and grabbed his hand, “what about now?”

natasha exclaimed, “no! stop! stop here, jesus!” she rubbed her eyes, “god i do not want to see that old man naked, at all..”

you laughed, “he’s actually really fit but i get it.”

natasha sighed, “and how long did that last?”

you pursed your lips, “honestly, probably a few months but i broke it off because he wanted kids and i didn’t want any so..”

natasha nodded, “that’s what you get for dating older men. also, how did i have no idea that happened?”

you shrugged, “i told him not to tell anyone or else i’d hurt him, really bad.”

natasha nodded intently, grabbing another chip, “i have a feeling there’s more?”

“tony had found out about castle and i and he threatened to tell the cops so i had to keep him quiet so i just erased his memory about castle and i also took the opportunity to erase our entire relationship just because he was going to be so annoying about it in the future.”

natasha laughed, “okay so no wonder he hasn’t made any sexual innuendos.”

“anyway.. after that i thought about frank again and when i found out from a few.. people..”

natasha interrupted, “murdock?”

you ignored her, “frank and i rekindled whatever we had and we enjoyed another year of a relationship before i started to realize that the nonstop life of organized crime wasn’t for me. of course i still go when he wants a booty call but i would say that door to a relationship is closed until he can heal his demons.“ you tried to sound nonchalant but natasha could see right through it.

natasha pursed her lips, “jesus, and then you dated stephen right?”

“correct. and no one needs to see that train wreck again so let’s just speed past that.”

nat nodded, “that was fun! interesting taste in men..so who’s next? steve? bucky? thor?”

you rolled your eyes, and a text message flashed on your phone, a text from one of your exes. you glanced at natasha nervously and then back down at your phone, “i need to get this.” you replied and ran out of the bedroom.

#marvel imagine #marvel x reader #avengers imagine #avengers x fem!reader #frank castle x female reader #matt murdock x reader #the punisher x reader #daredevil x reader #pietro maximoff x reader #tony stark x reader #loki x reader #doctor strange x reader #druig x reader #avengers x reader #pietro smut #frank castle smut

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angeli-marco-writes · 3 years

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The Avengers - hope ur ok

A/N & WC - I am not trying to pretend I am Olivia Rodrigo at all: total credit for all songs and lyrics used here goes to her and her team. No disrespect is meant towards her. I do not own the songs, I also do not own the characters I’m writing these blurbs for. Please read the preface. This is the final blurb: thank you for the support, I hope you enjoy this blurb and have enjoyed the event. 2.4k.

Warnings - angst, swearing, mentions of a breakup, talk of betrayal, brainwashing, family issues, allusions to SH, lots and lots of crying.

I take a deep breath, my guitar in my clammy hand. I don’t say a word, not as I glance out to see their faces all smiling up at me encouragingly with a melancholy twinge. The atmosphere of anticipation is thick in the room, anxiety skittering over my skin, stippling my arms with goosebumps. This… is vertiginous. Despite being the only song on the album not necessarily about the breakup, it’s been heavily influenced by so many aspects throughout my whole life, but I never quite found the words to say it. Now, at last, I have, and once I sing it, those words won’t be a secret anymore. They’ll all see my heart, hear the bittersweet melody it's been singing for far too long. I’m not sure how I feel about this, but it’s too late to go back on it now. I ground myself one final time, connect my gaze with Stephen’s, and begin to play.

Different aspects about each person's lives have made their way into these lyrics, woven in there as Easter eggs that only the people themselves will be able to decipher, a whisper of a message just for them, a piece of my soul paired with theirs, keeping their secrets safe. They shared their lives with me over the course of the years the team has been together, but I learnt the darkest aspects, the most heart-breaking stories only after this breakup. That’s what I mean when I say it’s for them all. For the stories they helped me create, for the outlet they helped provide. Every single thing that’s happened in my life has contributed to my story, the story told through this album, this song, and I just hope they realise what part they’ve played in that.

I alternate soft strums with my fingers—no pick—between C major and A minor chords, I and VI. And then I’m singing, and every other thought leaves my head.

I keep my voice quiet, a whisper even in my own ears, as I sing about Peter, about the life he had before he came to the compound, before my dad found him and gave him what he needed. He played in the school band, but quit when his Spider-Man responsibilities caught up to him. He’s still a boy in my eyes, through the lens of youth, a lovely boy who decided to help me express my feelings through music when I was too lost to fathom the words. It helped him get over losing his Uncle Ben, so why shouldn’t it help me?

‘I knew a boy once, when I was small

A tow-head blond, with eyes of salt

He played the drums in the marching band.’

I catch his eye as I catch my breath. He was right. His chocolate eyes twinkle, shimmering with tears, not salt. He smiles at me, and I half-smile back, knowing that my next words will hit both me and the recipient with a harsh, nauseating punch to the gut. I have to brace myself, blinking my eyes rapidly.

‘His parents cared more about the Bible

Than being good to their own child

He wore long sleeves 'cause of his dad.’

The slower tempo and hushed acoustics on the guitar I employ during this line are pointed, putting a pause over my words. I connect with Loki in the silence, his green eyes already weeping tears, his hands convulsively pulling at the edges of his sleeves. His pale face employs a bluish tinge, one that should threaten me, since I’m the one who caused it, but I know he won’t hurt me. He doesn’t have it in him to cause pain any longer, not so himself or anyone else. I stumbled upon his arms completely by accident, since he and Stephen were the first ones I stumbled home to after the breakup. Both were in a state of undress playing strip poker, but Loki’s illusions dropped when he saw the mascara bled tears staining my bloodshot eyes. They were back up in a moment, but the irreparable damage to my already broken heart had already been done. I’d seen what he’s hidden beneath his sleeves all those years. Thor had disclosed to us years ago about Loki’s past, about why he started the Battle of New York, and for once, well understood. What an unimaginable turmoil for a child to go through. All his dad cared about was war and Thor, Loki didn’t have a fucking chance. And that’s when it all made sense, the retaliatory abuse. I look him in the face, I challenge him to hold my gaze. I challenge him to love me and forgive me, but most of all to love himself and forgive himself. None of his father’s behaviour was his fault. I hope, one day, he realises this. He smiles as I switch my focus onto Sam’s the second my chords change into the second idea in the verse.

‘And somehow, we fell out of touch

Hope he took his bad deal and made a royal flush.’

After the snap, my relationship with Sam was never the same. I don’t know why. He’s still always here for me, whatever I need, but he’s never at the compound anymore. Understandably. He has a family to be with, and I think that may be where the fraction of contempt comes from. I survived, but now he’s having to get to know his two not-so-baby nephews all over again. I don’t blame him, I still love him, and I wish him all the best, even if he never forgives me. He deserves all the joy in the world, and I’ve already offered him support he’s too proud to accept, but his bad deal will serve him well one day soon. I’m sure of it. The poker talk, the Royal Flush. This gets him. Everyone’s surprised that my dad didn’t teach me cards, but in fact Sam did when I first met him. It’s how I can beat everyone. Our secret.

He nods to me in concession, but smiles nonetheless, even as I shift my eyes up to the ceiling, fluttering them shut in order to conjure up an image of Carol.

‘Don't know if I'll see you again someday

But if you're out there, I hope that you're okay.’

An instrumental break commences as I think of Aunt Carol. Dad hates her because they’re so similar, because she's a woman with an ego the size of his: rightfully so, I say, but he tended to disagree. She hasn’t stopped by in a while, so she’s probably just floating around in space. One day I’ll see her again, I swear it.

The next verse starts in a brief flurry, allowing me to lock my gaze onto the Scarlet Witch herself. Red flares around her obsidian pupils.

‘My middle school friend grew up alone

She raised her brother on her own.’

They raised each other, and, from Sokovia, I know he cared so deeply for her, but she was the mother, it’s in her nature. It was just them, from orphanages to HYDRA, they had no one. And here she is, having lost the love of her life as well. I hope she knows how much I love her and appreciate her growth.

Her parents hated who she loved.

Well, who I loved. The main line focussed on me throughout this whole song. The rest of it is full of characterisations, of silent truths contorted to fit the story I want to tell, but this… I make sure my eyes burn into my dad’s at this. He hated the boys, men, I was into when I came of age. He hated it so much, he was so obsessively overprotective and let me have no freedom, that I rebelled. And because of the hate that was fed into my attractions, the second I was able to, I found a man I knew, subconsciously, would break my fucking heart. I look at Stephen, though, the first person around here to treat me like an adult, his blue eyes twinkling. He supported who I loved when we both knew I should’ve loved him first instead.

He couldn't wait to go to college.

I’m the only person to know about this, thanks to our intimate bond. I’m the only one he trusts enough to tell about his familial troubles, about how his parents hated the fact he was so clever and so different, constantly trying to dumb him down, make him conform, erase his talent. Savant syndrome prevailed, and not only was he the top neurosurgeon possibly in all of America—aided by his eidetic memory and insanely high IQ—but he’s the sorcerer supreme, succeeding some crazy, hypocritical bat. He suppresses his smile but nods deeply at me, a sign of respect and adoration I know, at least from the dictionary of Stephen Strange.

‘He was tired 'cause she was brought

Into a world where family was merely blood.’

I was the first real family my dad had. He loved his mom, and was comme-ci, comme-ca about his dad with a lot of animosity between them: family was only who he was related to, and he thought that was how the rest of his life had been. I was his best friend when I was a baby, and from there, he expanded his circle, and grew his family. I hope I was worth it.

‘Does she know how proud I am she was created

With the courage to unlearn all of their hatred.’

My eyes snag on Natasha, her understanding smile. She was bred as an elite form, a spy and an assassin, trained to kill. It’s a miracle she was able to free herself from that and become the empathetic, loving soul I’m so proud to know. The part of her that she despises is still within her, something she might never rid herself of, but her soul broke free of the apathetic confines it was shackled in for so many years. Her cunning, dedication and intelligence are immense qualities, but above all else, her bravery is what I admire. I beam at Natasha, before an austerity settles over me like a fog.

There’s an angel in our presence, his soul still around.

‘We don't talk much but I just gotta say

"I miss you, and I hope that you're okay."’

I should speak to him more. He saved me in Sokovia, looked after me at a point where everyone else was too busy fighting to care for me. I was younger then, naïve perhaps, but Pietro was kind. And I miss him. I detach my gaze from the ceiling, and let a single tear slip from my left eye. Wanda catches it, and steals my gaze with her red cheeks as I switch to Bucky, his sad teddy-bear expression causing my thumb to momentarily slip on the string.

‘Address the letters, to the holes in my butterfly wings

Nothing's forever, nothing is as good as it seems.’

Nothing in Bucky’s life has been simple or kind or consistent. He, like Steve, was born during the First World War, grew up through the Spanish Flu, the Spanish Civil War, the Prohibition, the Suffragettes movement, the Wall Street Crash, and was then enlisted into the army during World War Two against his will. The rest is history: very well publicised history. He should’ve been able to fly, to soar: he’s a complete darling, but his beautiful, colourful wings were torn before he was able to fix them, and his life was stolen from him, his mind, his memories, his identity. He knows nothing is as good as it seems, hence the mandates of his lack of arrest, therapy with someone who cares so little for his well being it’s upsetting. Bucky is a life source for me, whether or not he realises such. He has the prettiest wings of all: I plan on tattooing them on my wrist.

‘And when the clouds are ironed out

And the monsters creep into your house,’

Thor is a God, he’s omnipotent, and yet still one of the most vulnerable of us all. He’s seen intergalactic horrors, fought in wars over his thousand year life that we mortals can but imagine. His home was destroyed, and even the endless skies couldn’t change that. He’s slain monsters, and he’s also lived with them. He’s fought the monster within himself that thrived during a fight. He’s strong and weak, the perfect blend, to make him the most human of us all. He nods towards me respectfully, recognising what I’m on about, appreciating the lyricism and skill I put into the riff on the last couple of words.

‘And every door is hard to close.’ I turn to Steve; this one’s for him.

‘Well, I hope you know how proud I am you were created

With the courage to unlearn all of their hatred.’

Just like Bucky, Steve grew up in the early twentieth century when things couldn’t be more different to what they are now. Views on women, race and sexuality were frankly abhorrent, and Steve has overcome those since defrosting in 2011, coming with the times, correcting himself conscientiously every minute of the day. It takes a lot, but he’s doing it. He thought he'd lost everything when he came back to us, and then when he got Bucky back, and realised Peggy was still alive, and that he had a chance of happiness once again, he couldn’t let go of that chance, he couldn’t close that door. The finality was too much for him to handle, understandably. So he fought. He did something for himself. And that unending dedication to what he loves is a skill I hope to inherit one day.

“Thank you,” I whisper to the room.

“We love you, Bean!”

This last one… this is for them all. For every single person that is or has been at some point a part of this team, whether in this room or not, dead or alive. They’re my family, the only one I’ve ever known. I didn’t have the fairy-tale family of most, it was just me, my dad, Pep and the avengers as I grew older. No cousins, no grandparents, no siblings. Wanda and Peter are my siblings, Steve and Thor and Bucky and Sam are my uncles, Carol and Nat are my aunts, Loki and Stephen are my beloved. They’re all pieces of me, like a mosaic, and they’re all a part of my story: it’s only right for me to credit them as such. The room is in tears now, every face I look at glistening with a sheen of water. I feel hot, fat tears rolling down my own cheeks, my voice breaking, warbling, as I sing my final line, the most appreciative smile I’ve ever worn gracing my lips.

‘God, I hope that you're happier today

'Cause I love you, and I hope that you're okay.’

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Secrets (W.M)

Wanda Maximoff x YoungerFem!Reader

Pairing: Post Endgame Wanda Maximoff x Younger Fem!Reader. and with other Avengers.

Summary: Parks and rooftop are Wanda's getaway whenever she feels down. One day, a visit to the rooftop change her life.

Warnings: None. Just mention of death, a little sadness. But mostly just fluff.

Requested: Yes.

A/N: Hi peeps! I hope all of you are doing well. I was so bored being sick, and I got this request done. This is actually two request combined, it was requested here. I imagined Pietro and Nat is still alive in this one because I love them. lol. The age gap between Wanda and Y/n is quite a lot but Y/n's age is legal age and Wanda is 28ish. To the Anons who requested these two request, sorry it took a while for me So, happy reading to you all! Enjoy!

The day Wanda lost her love, Vision, felt like half of herself died. It was not easy for her, it has never been easy, even until now. Even though she has moved on and accepted what happened, she still has a breakdown about his death every now and then. When that comes, she always goes to the park to gather herself hoping it will make her feel better..

She notices you every time she is there or even when she just walks past the park. You are always with some other young kids your age painting or spray painting on canvas. From your look, she knows you are way younger than her. She notices how you are so into art

Meanwhile the amount of attention you have to her is the same. You notice that she always looks sad and alone but you always thought she might want to be alone.

One day, it was the hardest she had, she wanted to disappear or run away as far as she could from the sadness. She is exhausted from it. She decided to fly up to the rooftop of the highest skyscraper in the city. Higher than the Stark’s Industries. Wanda sunk into her own sadness. She wants to be free from it, she doesn’t know how to, all she knew she had moved on and accepted it yet she feels that she needs a little help to pull her out from all of this.

You happen to be there. Once you notice her, again with her sad look, you finally decide to talk to her but before you can let out any words, you see a red force comes out of her and you feel it push you and before you know it you slide until you feel your back touch the wall on the other side of the rooftop. “Fuck.” That’s the only word that came out from you.

She heard your swearing and your cough after that, she ran to check on you right away. You grunt and grunt, it hurts you but it was still bearable for you. “Oh my God, are you okay? I’m so sorry. What are you doing here?” She apologizes as she tries to help you to get up and she recognizes you.

“I’m okay. I was just... drawing.” You answer as you try to stand up and your head turns to the walls around you as if you are showing her the graffiti you did on the walls . “What are YOU doing here? Try to jump off and kill yourself? You added.

“Me? J--jump off? I wasn’t going--” She tries to deny what you said but you interrupt her. “It sure seemed like it. I know, because I almost did it before but I didn’t. I changed my mind.”

“Y-you almost jumped off this building? Why?” Wanda asks. “How did you get up here by the way? This building has a lot of securities and what the hell was that red thing that came out of you?” You ignored her question. You ask as you check on your wounded elbow and scratched lower arms.

“I-I flew up here? And the red thing is my power. How did you get up here?” She answers hesitantly followed by a question as well. “Flew up here? You have power?” Once again, you ignore her question then you squint your eyes as you look closer to her. “Oh yeah. You are Wanda Maximoff from the Avengers! I know you look familiar every time I see you at the park!” Excitement evident in your voice.

“Y--you notice me at the park? Every time I’m at the park?” She asks in disbelief. Warmth fills her chest to know someone notices her and pays attention to her.

“Yeah. You always sit alone and look sad. I always want to talk to you but I thought you probably want to be alone.” You explain straight to the point as you collect your spray paints while grunts in a little pain you have. “Why aren’t you painting with your friends at the park?” Wanda asks to show you that you are not the only one paying attention to the surroundings.

You look at her surprised. “Ah, you noticed me too. Do you like my paintings or my drawings too?” You ask her in a playful sarcasm. She chuckles timidly. “Yes, I do.” She then hears you grunt in pain again. “Let’s get something for your scratches. That’s the least I can do after I blasted you.” She offers.

“Yeah, we gotta sneak through the securities though. Come follow me.” You take a peak from the window on the rooftop door. “You sneaked up here? That’s trespassing.” The older red hair commented on your saying.

You chuckle in sarcasm. “Yeah right. But flying up here isn’t trespassing?”

Your answer is like a little slap on her face and made her realize. “Well, yeah but it’s a cooler way to trespass.” She answers with a little pride in it.

“Okay, you are right. I can’t beat that.” You answer in defeat. “Do you want to know how flying feels?” She asks. You smirk at her question. Her power wraps around your body as she holds your hand while both of you are flying down the building.

_____

“Wow! That was awesome! Thanks Wanda!” You tell her as you still try to find your balance on your stand. “You are welcomed. What’s your name? And how old are you?” She asks. ”I’m y/n and I’m 18 years old. Nice to finally talk with you.” You smile and offer a handshake. “Likewise, y/n.” She smiles as she shakes your hand. “Wow, you have a beautiful smile. I love it. I hope you feel better from whatever it is, so you can show more of that gorgeous smile.” You smile again, noticing blushes crept up on her cheek slowly.

Both of you walk together to get things for your scratches but that doesn’t end there. You and Wanda continue to walk back to the park and she tells you why she is always at the park and why she was at the rooftop then spends more time talking about her. Wanda really wants to know about you but she can sense that you are not ready to tell her more about yourself, so she decides to just wait until you are ready. Time flies by fast while both of you talk, you even made her smile a few times more.

And just like that, the short meeting on the rooftop and a walk in the park turns to another fun day to spend time together, and another one then another one and a lot more. A few months have passed, the regular walks at the parks turn into dates. Slowly Wanda’s sadness that she used to struggle with faded. She is no longer exhausted from it. She is.. Happy with you.

One night, after a date, all of a sudden you ask her to drive to the zoo. Of course this got Wanda all confused but her nurturing instinct makes her try to give what you want, she obliges. “Y/n, what are we doing here? The zoo just closed. If you wanted to come here, you could’ve told me earlier.” She asks in concern as she drives and parks her car.

“I actually waited until they closed. Wait here. I’ll be right back.” You answer then you quickly get out of the car.

She heard your muffled voice talking on the phone and then she saw you walk and talk to someone. Then you open her car door. “Come with me. Hurry.” You grab her hand and pull her to follow you. You lead her, through back doors of the zoo and back ways and aisle then secret “employee only” way. “Y/n, what are you doing? Are we trespassing in a zoo right now?” She asks in a whisper, worried is clearly heard in her tone. “Let’s just say, I know someone to help us get in.” You answer nonchalantly.

“What? Are you serious? No! I don’t want to get in trouble. This is what young kids do. I’m not doing this.” She pulls your hand and halts her steps. “Well, you are with me, a younger kid.” You reply as you roll your eyes followed by your finger doing an air quote. It bothers you every time Wanda mentions your age or something about your age difference. “Just follow me, will you, Wands? I have a surprise for you.” You demand her this time and she follows.

Then you take her to a big room that leads to a big zoo enclosure. There is a zoo employee that already stands there waiting for you and Wanda. “Hey, y/n! How are you? Good to see you again!” A taller bearded man that wears a ranger uniform greets you and gives you a hug. “Hey, Elliot! Thank you for helping me at the last minute. This is Wanda.” You thank him and you timidly introduce her to him.

“Anytime, y/n! You know that. So this is her?” He asks you with a knowing smile and a teasing wiggling eyebrow. “Hi. Nice to meet you.” Wanda smiled. “Yes, yes. That’s her.” You blush as you answer her. Elliot laughs as he pats your shoulder. “Okay, let’s bring them in.” He signals the other employees to open a little door, and some red pandas come out.

Wanda gasps. “Oh my God! Y/n! Those are---those are red pandas!” She tries hard to hold her squeal. She wants to jump in excitement. She looks at you smiling. “Yes they are, Wands. Your favorite animals. You always told me how cute they are and how you want to see them and pet them, not just looking at them through a glass. So here we are.” You explain.

“Oh my god! You remember? Y/n, thank you so much!” She thanks you as she hugs you in gratitude. “Okay, Do you want to pet it?” Elliot asks her as he picks one up and brings it closer to her. You and Wanda spend a little while there, playing with red pandas while Elliot explains facts about them and talks with you and Wanda.

After that both of you bid your farewell and thank Elliot then walk back to the car. As you walk to your car holding hands, Wanda looks at you. “Y/n, thank you so much. It was the best surprise I ever had.” She squeezes your hand gently to make sure you know how much she appreciates what you did. “You are welcomed, Wanda.” You smile, your heartbeat quickens. You start to get more nervous. Your other hand starts to fidget. Your mind is thinking rapidly trying to find words to say.

You finally gather yourself and your words. You stop your steps and her name on your lips make its way to be heard. “Wanda..”

“Yes y/n?” She answers you with a smile and soft calming tone as she turns to face you. “Uh--I like you so much. More than you like those red pandas.” You talk nervously and Wanda can’t help a laugh with your cute remark. “Wow, that’s a lot, y/n. I wonder how many red pandas represent how much you like me.” She replies with a joke to disguise her nervousness herself.

You roll your eyes playfully. “Uh, more than this zoo has I think but seriously, I’m trying to say something.” You tell her with puppy dog eyes. She tries to stop her laugh. “Okay okay, I’m sorry. Go ahead, dear.”

“I like you so much. I love you. Can I be your girlfriend?” You ask nervously, your gaze hardly looking at hers. “Yes, of course, Y/n! And I want to be your girlfriend too.” She gently pinches your chin and turns your head slowly to face her and she brushes her lips to yours gently then catches it in her lips. Her hands move to your hips and pull your body closer to her. You step closer and your arms over her shoulder. Your lips move, joining in her lips’ movement. The kiss is slow, intimate and romantic even though it was short.

“Wow.” That’s all you can say after that, your lips don’t want to cooperate with you talk. All it wants is just to form a smile. Wanda presses her forehead against you, both of you giggles. Then continue to walk back to the car holding hands.

“So, you don’t mind dating someone who is ten years younger than you?” You tease. “Well, as long as I don’t have to always babysit you, I’m okay.” She plays along with your tease. “Heeeyy, I’m not a baby.” You answer with a fake pout. “Aaaw, is my baby upset?” Wanda teases more with a mocking tone and pouty lips. “Please stop doing that.” You roll your eyes and she laughs at you. She drops you at your friend’s house before she drives home to the compound. You told her you live with your best friend. That’s where she always picks you up or drops you home.

“How was it?" Your best friend asks. "A success. We are dating now." You smile drunkenly in love. "You haven't told her who you really are?" Another question from your best friend. "No. I wasn't ready yet but I will." You answer as you can't stop thinking about the red hair witch.

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Two months since both of you officially dating. Wanda still hasn't let anybody know about you, not even to her twin brother or her best friend, Natasha. She doesn't know how Pietro, Natasha and the others will react if they know she is dating a younger kid that has a decade age difference. Pietro and Nat already suspect something since both of you start to see each other more often.

You have been sneaking into the compound a few times when everybody is sleeping, you spend a few hours cuddling, watching some sitcom or just talking about everything then you usually go home around dawn before everybody wakes up.

One time there was a miscommunication between you and Wanda, she didn't know you were coming. You sneak in to the usual window, in the common room. Wanda is in her room, not waiting for you like usual. Everybody is sleeping, except Pietro and Nat.

They notice a noise when they are walking to the common room then see your figure open the window and climb into through the window. Pietro signals Nat that he will do something to you. He moved in his super speed, and hit you a few times in his invisible movement.

As you reflexes you try to fight whoever hit you. You grunt in pain from his hit and try to grab anything you can reach from the kitchen. You throw glasses, plates and pans make a lot of noise that others start to notice. Then Natasha starts to attack you. "Friday, alert everybody that there is an intruder." Nat commanded the A.I.

Others run to the common room including Wanda. All lights are on now. "Help, please I mean no harm." Your hands try to cover your face to protect you from more hit

"Y/n? What--what are you doing here?" Wanda asks nervously. “I come to see you. I thought you knew?” You answer as you are panting from all the commotions and fighting in panic.

“You know her, sestra?” Pietro asks in confusion. “What’s going on here? Where is the intruder?” Tony asks as his Iron Man mask slowly opens. Confusion roaming free and filling the room. “Y-yes I know her. She is my girlfriend.” Wanda admits and surprises everybody.

The surprise is broken by Tony’s remark. “Girlfriend? You are dating this kid? Y/n what are you doing here, sneaking into the compound?” Tony asks casually as he walks out of his whole iron suit. “Wait, Tony, you know y/n?” Your girlfriend is alarmed and asks the billionaire. Your stomach turns and knows you are screwed now.

“How come you didn’t tell me you are dating someone?” Pietro asks in disappointment to his twin. “Hold on, Pietro. Tony, how do you know y/n?” Once again, she asks him and ignores her twin.

“Of course, I know her. She is Y/N Y/L/N. Her parents are my friends and business partner. Her dad is the owner of Y/L/N Corp, he owns the tallest skyscrapers. I don’t like it because it’s taller than mine, but yeah. Her mom was a famous veterinarian and the owner of Lumiere Zoo of New York. She is a very sweet lady.” Tony explains.

“The tallest skyscrapers, that’s why you were there on the rooftop.” Wanda mumbled in realization. “That’s why you could take me to see the red pandas too.” She added.

“Wait, she took you to see red pandas?” Nat gets distracted. “Yes and they let me pet them.” She answers with an obvious instant excitement. “They let you pet them?! Oh my god! Can you take me to see Koala too?” Nat instantly forgets what’s the main problem and excitedly asks you. “Uh-I guess I can. Sure.” You answer as you smile awkwardly, scratching the back of your head.. “Romanoff, this is not the time for planning a VIP zoo visit right now. We have a teenager who broke into the compound here.”

“I’m 18, Tony, I’m an adult, okay?” You retort. “Well, you are still a kid to us.” Clint lets out a comment and Wanda gives her a glare instantly, and Nat hits the back of Clint’s head for his comment.

“Maximoff, Are you really dating this little kid? I bet there is a big age gap? Five? Eight? Oh wait, ten years. Please don’t tell me this was not the first time you sneak into this compound.” Tony sighs.

“So what, Tony? Leave them alone, she is with Wanda and you know her and her parents anyway. Just give her the code to the compound so she won’t have to sneak in anymore, problem solved.” Nat tries to back you up as she shrugs her shoulders. “Nat is right, Tony. Can we just go back to sleep please?” Bucky talks in his sleepy state.

“I don’t see her as a threat here, Tony. Don’t sneak in like that anymore, kid. You are lucky you are not injured.” The blonde super soldier adds. “And you better take me to the Koalas, kid.” Nat smiles trying to suppress her excitement.

“Seriously, Romanoff? Still talking about the damn Koalas?” Irritation evident in his tone knowing everybody is on your side now. “What? Koalas are cute, I always want to pet them.” Nat tackles Tony’s snarky comment.

“Sestra, you owe me an apology and a story tomorrow. Nice to meet you y/n.” Pietro talks to Wanda and then you as he pats your shoulder when she walks past you going back to his room. Everybody went back to their room and Tony was defeated with the majority of votes and he let you go this time and considered giving you the code to the compound or not.

You go to Wanda’s room with her. Wanda demands you to tell everything about you, no more lies or secrets and you follow what she says and tell her everything.

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A week has passed since your awkward “grand introduction” to the whole team mates. Despite knowing you and your parents, he still doesn’t trust you on giving you access code to the compound. Wanda and others are still trying to help you to talk with Tony but he sticks to his hard headed side.

It was a calm day in New York or the universe. No villain or alien attack. Wanda is just doing some reports after attending the boring usual meeting that Steve held. Until Wanda gets a phone call from the police station about you getting arrested for something you did. You didn’t want your parents to know, so you call Wanda.

She was worried at first but the worriedness quickly went away as soon as she got there and was informed what you did that got you arrested and of course it has something to do with Tony’s property.

After she makes a call with Pepper to ask for her help, you are finally released. “Seriously, y/n? Got arrested for vandalism? To Tony’s property? You know that me and other teammates have been trying to change Tony’s mind to give you the compound’s code so you can come anytime you want. We try to gain his trust, but you vandalize his property?!” Wanda rambles in anger. Anger swelled up in her.

“I’m sorry, Wands.” That’s all you can say before your older girlfriend continues lecturing you. “I thought we talked about this? For you to start to think about your future, either focus on your school to become a great vet like your mom or help your dad running the company. I meant, even though it’s not right but out of all property you can do your graffiti, you pick Tony’s?! And then, I have to come and help you get out of it? That was very childish, y/n.” Her every muscle tensed.

“I chose that spot so you can see it every time you drive by to the compound.” You argued with an attitude. “And why should I? Why do you want me to see it every time I drive by, y/n? To remind me how my girlfriend was acting like a rebellious kid? Very mature of you.”

“No. I made it for you, as my way to say that I love you! Just drive by there and see!” You replied by raising your tone and it caught her in silence and speechless.

She drives there and the whole ride she doesn’t say a word. Then as soon as she gets there, she parks to see what you had made. Both of you got out of the car. As soon as she sees it, she lets out a sigh, it melts her heart.

She sees a silhouette of the top of the building where you both met with a vague logo of the company and the silhouette is surrounded with a 3D effect of Wanda’s red magic wisp to represent how you both met and you add a decent size of red pandas paw print for the night you both officially dating. Her eyes are drinking the view in awe.

“Why did you have to make this?” Her tone is softer compared to how it was earlier. “Why? You don’t like it?” You ask anxiously. “I love it but it means I have to deal with Tony so he won’t take this down or get it cleaned. “Thank you y/n. It was really sweet of you. I love it. Sorry I was being too hard on you.” She pecks your lips and hugs you then smiles at you.

She takes a picture of it and both of you go back into the car. She texts the picture to all Avengers except Tony with a little message before she drives back to the compound. “Y/n drew this on one of the walls near the compound. I need your backup please so Tony won’t go crazy, get it cleaned or take it down?”

“Aaw that’s so sweet, a love declaration for you from her. She seriously has to bring me to the koalas to pet them for backing her up. I meant it.” Natasha replied.

And Wanda gets a lot of OK’s from the other teammates. Then both of you hang out in the common room with everybody else until Tony’s voice echoing to the common room as he walks in. “Maximooooff, you better have your teenage girlfriend here because I’m gonna make her scrub that graffiti off my wall!”

“Okay, here we go guys.” says Wanda to the others.

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This Means War (part 2)

Summary:Two top CIA operatives wage an epic battle against one another after they discover they are dating the same woman (based on the movie)

Word count: 1,360

A/N: hey guys part two! Hope you enjoy it.

This Means War (Masterlist)

You check the picture on your phone once more before you walk up to the blonde Adonis sitting outside of the local coffee shop. “Steve?” He looks up, “Hi, I’m (Y/N).” You take off your sunglasses and extend your hand.

“Oh gosh, hello. How are you?” He stands up like a gentleman and shakes my hand.

“Uh, very nice to meet you.” You can’t help but stare at the handsome man infront of you.

“You too, um…” He obviously felt the same because he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. “please, sit, sorry yeah.” He waited until you sat down before he sat down too. “Wow, it’s like- you’re really, really beautiful.”

You grinned, “Could you say that a few more times, because you’re voice is amazing.” You both laugh. “I feel like I need to apologize again for that bizarre profile-”

“No, no.” He shakes his head trying to assure you.

“-my friend Daisy is…” You huff.

“Oh, no. I think everyone should have a friend who’s a spaz.” He chuckled.

“I think I’m going to have to kill her.” You joke.

“Well, actually… I might be able to help you with that .” He nods.

You laugh. “I’m kidding.”

“So am I.” He smirked.

After a bit more conversation you asked, “So tell me something that’s not on your profile.”

“Um,” he thought about it. “I have a son.” He nods.

“Oh you do?” You smile.

“Yeah, his name is James,” you grin.“ He’s seven, and he’s really lovely, really lovely.” He spoke admiringly.

“And his mom?” You asked.

“Couldn’t work.” He shook his head, “how about you?”

“Um, no kids that I know of.” You joke.

“Okay.” He chuckled.

“And no ex-wives either.” He smiled. “I have a very important question to ask.” You point.

He nods, “good, go on.”

“Have you ever been or do you ever plan on being a serial killer? ”

“Uhh, well I mean you’ve gotta keep your options open.” He joked. “but no.”

“okay good answer.” You both laughed. “So you’ve never killed anybody with your bare hands?”

“Not this week.” He chuckled.

“Great.” You smiled happily.

“(Y/N), you’re incredible.” He grinned.

“You’re not so bad yourself. "He chuckles.

"Alright, well I’m gonna go rent a movie and take a cold shower.” You start to pack you things up.

“I will too.” He smirked.

“Okay.” You chuckle. “And wait for your call for the next-” you check your watch,

“five minutes.” You both say simultaneously and laugh afterward.

Later on you were making your way down into the movie store. You glanced around not seeing many people. You smile to yourself thinking back to your date with Steve. He was such a great guy. He seemed so perfect.

You headed to the drama section and reached for your favorite movie, apparently someone else had the same idea. “Oh I’m so sorry.” He pulled his hand away.

“No I’m sorry, you take it.” You offer.

“No no no, that’s okay. You take it.” He smiled.

“You sure?” You ask.

“You know what? You’re not gonna like it. Is got a Twist ending. You’ll see it coming from a mile away.” He shrugged.

“And how would you know what I like? "You smirk.

"Well I know movies. And women. ” he smiled, his bright blue eyes burning into your soul.

“Really?” You pretend to be impressed.

“Mhm.” He nods.

“Okay.” You put the movie back. “Well then, why don’t you tell me what I want?” You smirk.

He smiled to himself, and leads you over to the suspense and hands you a movie. “The lady vanishes?” You raise a brow.

“Mhm.” He nods, a proud smirk on his face.

“Why is that?” You ask looking up at him.

“Well, firstly you can never go wrong with Hitchcock. Ever. It’s got comedy, drama, romance, it’s a thriller. It’s classy, but not stuffy. And it’s a little obscure, so if you haven’t seen it you’ll thank me for introducing you to it. If you have, you’ll know what a good choice it was..”

“Well…I have seen it.” You say.

“Mhm.” He grins.

“And it is a really good choice…” you trail off.

“Mm.” He smirks.

“However,” you point out, “not as good as Rebecca, notorious, vertigo or pretty much any of his films from 1960 to 1972. "His smirk drops, "in fact, it’s sort of a second tier title.”

He chuckled nervously, “a second.” He mumbles to himself. “You know what? Scratch that-”

You sigh, “Look, I see you surveying the prospects that one over there in foreign? To much angst. This one in the sweater set picking out animated movies? That girl will have your children named before breakfast.”

He chuckled, “The problem is, no one looks like a clean getaway. I get it you come in here looking for a girl renting a movie clearly she doesn’t have a date for the night. We’re easy targets. You look like the kind a guy interested in a one day rental if you know what I mean. But if you knew anything about Woman or anything about me, you’d know I’m perfectly capable of choosing my own movies.” You grab the sea movie that you have chosen when you first walked in. “But thanks.” You glance at him. “Happy hunting.” You walk past him leaving him standing there shocked.

At work later on in the week you were standing infront of the group that had tested a new rotisserie grill.

“Good morning everyone.” you smiled.

“Good morning (Y/N) . ” they smiled back.

“We are here today to talk about grills. Does anyone have any first impressions? ” you look down at your clipboard before looking up.

“I like the rotisserie feature.” A lady in pink raises her hand.

“Perfect, that’s very helpful.” You take note.

A familiar voice speaks up, “I don’t think it heated up fast enough. ” you frown and look up. “Like something was wrong with the motor, maybe the spark was dead..” he put the news paper down and you internally groaned when you saw the same guy from the movie store.

“Actually sir, there’s nothing wrong with the spark some people think grills just burst into flames at the slightest touch, it doesn’t work like that. ” You smirk “does any body have any useful opinions? "You look out at the crowd.

A lady in blue raised her hand, "I thought the lid was hard to handle. ”

“Mhm.” You take note on your clipboard.

“Ugh the lid!” The same annoying man groans, “what a pain, right? I just felt the whole thing to be a bit stiff, uptight, not really user-friendly. ” he insinuated.

“Well I think it depends on the user. ” you glare at him.

“Mm, it just so happens I have a lot of experience with grills. I’m something of a grill master. ” he stands and begins to walk over to you.

“Uh, this is a sophisticated grill. Not sure if you’ve dealt with one of these before. ” you fake pout.

“Or maybe A grill like this is just so scared of being burned that it stays on simmer and never really heats up all the way…” he gets really close and his hand goes towards the grills.

“Don’t touch my grill.” You glare at him.

“I don’t think a grill like this can handle a guy like me. "He smirked looking down at you with his piercing blue eyes.

"I think it could.” You cross your arms.

“Really?” He smirked.

“Easily.”

“Prove it. 8 pm. Barcelona. Tomorrow.” He stared down at you.

You scoff, “I don’t think so.” You look away.

“Alright, I just I could stick around a little longer, talk about grills. Charcoal or gas, number 19 what do you think? "He looks out at the crowd.

You groan, "if I say yes will you leave? This is my job.” You mutter.

“Eight pm, tomorrow.” He smirked triumphantly.

“Fine.”

“Fine.” He smirked.

“Fine.” You glare before looking away.

He checked you out and leaned forwards slightly taking a sniff, “you smell nice.” You roll your eyes and he chuckled before walking out.

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wanna be yours pt III | mcu ; p.maximoff

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“How do you forget to eat?”

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

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

“Stop bothering her, Speedy.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You glance over at her.

“Hm?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#pietro maximoff #pietro maximoff fanfiction #pietro maximoff fanfic #pietro maximoff imagine #pietro maximoff x stark!fem reader #pietro maximoff x stark!fem reader imagine

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Ghost of You — Chapter 1

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Pietro Maximoff x fem!Mutant!reader

Warnings: some swear words, handsome ghosts, mentions of drugs and shock therapy, mentions of dead, mentions of neglect.

Word Count: 1174

I never asked to be born like this, or to even be born at all. But there's nothing I can do about it, so I might as well just women up and deal with it.

In my experience, ghosts tend to like me more than living people do and it's okay, 'cause the feeling's mutual.

Now people may think I'm crazy and maybe they're right, but it's fine, I made peace with it a long time ago.

I was 7 years old the first time I came face to face with a ghost, but it wasn't until I was 9 that I told my father about my ghosts friends. To make it short, he didn't take it well, AT ALL. He thought I had finally lost it and after like two psychologists, he decided it was best to throw me into a madhouse, that way no one would ever hear about the defective daughter of the all mighty Anthony Stark and his reputation would be intact.

I bet it worked fantastically for him, but for me? Not so much. I've spend more time within the four walls of the isolation room than I have in the real world, but finally, after 12 years, I'm finally considered mentally healed, a subtle term meaning they've drugged and electroshock me enough times that it's medically impossible that I'm not healed (but jokes on them, it didn't work 'cause I'm not mad and because I'm an excellent actor, after all, the best ghosts actresses taught me how to pretend like everything's fine).

So here am I, packing the few things I own in my room, consisting on my tiger blanket that Happy Hogan gifted me for my 15 birthday when he came to visit, by himself, as always, since my father can't bother to visit his only biological spawn, it's okay though, no hard feelings, only boss girl vibes allowed. Anyways, as I'm packing my avocado panties I sense someone behind me.

"Are those new? I don't think I've ever seen them before" said Pietro Maximoff, the most annoying ghost e-v-e-r, peeking over my shoulder.

"That, my hole-y friend, it's none of your business" I said as I turn around to face him with my hand on my waist.

"Hole-y? Really y/n?" he asked raising a thick brow with eyes full of amusement.

"Oh come on, you gotta admit it was pretty clever"

"Whatever you say" he smirked passing through me, knowing damn well I hate when he does that. I shiver at the feeling, like a mix of getting a bucket of ice water poured in your head and eating sand.

"What are you doing anyway? What's this suitcase for?" Pietro asks eyeing its interior curiously. "You going somewhere?"

"Yeah, I was discharged" I close the bag. "I'm finally getting rid of you" I said half joking with a smile in my face. At the silence I look up to him, he doesn't look back at me but keeps looking at the ground. Immediately I feel guilt at what I said, how stupid of me, I'm no doubt the only living person he has spoken to since the day he died and probably the only person that reminds him what being alive feels like.

"Hey, I'm sorry, you know I didn't mean it. I mean, don't get me wrong, you are the biggest pain in the ass but I'll probably miss you, you know?." I say, but he doesn't move, doesn't speak, I don't even think he's breathing (do ghosts breath?) if I didn't know any better I would think he died, again. He looks up and smirks at me. There it is.

"Someone's getting cheesy"he joked looking at me while stretching his limbs in the little chair he was sitting on, but even though he's smiling the way he said it made me uneasy, like something was wrong.

"I take it back"

"Can't, I'll remember it my whole life"

"Jokes on you, you're dead" I take my suitcase and open the door of my room, where Dr. Ivanov is waiting for me. I freeze. I'm sure he listened, he's going to send me back and I haven't even left my room. I'm screwed, big time. Maybe I should just drop dead, it looks fancier than one more day in this hell hole. But he just smiles. HE SMILED. He never smiles, I didn't think he knew how. Maybe I'm dreaming or I actually died and he's smiling at my dead body. Yeah, no, stop it, now you do sound crazy.

"Who's dead?" he asks as he guides me through the hallway. Think y/n, THINK.

"My tiger" I blurted and out of the corner of my eye I see ghost Pietro face palm himself. Same buddy, same. We arrive at the counter next to the entrance/exit. Dr. Ivanov said goodbye and wished me the best, after that he left me alone with the secretary, who upon seeing me excused herself saying she was going to bring some papers for me and whoever came to pick me up to sign. I turned to look for Pietro and he was standing behind me with his hands in his pockets. I peek over my shoulders and saw nobody. I turned to him.

"I guess this is goodbye then" I said meeting his eyes.

"Yeah, I guess" the way he said it made me wanna cry for some reason. I looked at him through almost teary eyes.

"I meant it, what I said earlier, I will miss you, you insufferable prick" one lonely tear left my eye but I quickly cleaned it. He looked shocked, as if he had never seen a girl crying before.

"Well, it's settled then" he said as he clapped his hands. I looked at him questioningly.

"What's settled?"

"Since we already stablished that you can't live without me I'll just have to go with you" My tears dried themselves while I looked at him incredulously, while he smiled triumphant and arrogantly. I've never wanted to hit a ghost that bad.

"Wha-"

At that moment the entrance/exit door opened and a tall man in a suit entered. I recognized him immediately. Happy Hogan. The only father figure I ever had. Even when I was locked here, he never stopped calling, never stopped visiting, he never forgot about me. When he saw me, I ran to him. I wanted to cry but my tears had indeed dried up. Damn it, Pietro.

"I missed you, kiddo"

We approached the counter where the lady was already waiting for us. Happy signed all the papers that needed to be sign and as I looked back to see Pietro, he was no longer there.

We made it to the car but before I could get in, I felt a presence behind me. Before he could say anything I looked at him and said:

"Asshole" and shut the door in his face but it didn't matter 'cause he passed through it anyways and sat next to me while smirking.

#pietro maximoff #pietro maximoff x reader #pietro x reader #pietro x you #pietro x oc #pietro maximoff x y/n #pietro maximoff x oc #pietro maximov #avengers x fem!reader #stark!reader #pietro maximoff imagine #pietro marvel #pietro fluff #pietro fanfiction #pietro maximoff fanfiction #bucky x you #bucky barnes x reader #loki x reader

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Misc. masterlist

❌ dark(ish) ||🔥 smut || 🧸 fluff/soft ||⚡ angst || 💔 soulmate!au || 🌎 au || 🎱 mention of reader’s sexual orientation || 🤍 gender neutral reader (otherwise it's probably fem reader) || ✨ reader description (mostly just implied) ||🎗miscarriage / infertility / reader not wanting kids || ❤️‍🩹 not quite angsty but it’s definitely in the “it hurts” category

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see the

• Main Masterlist •

for Boba Fett, Santiago Garcia, Andromache, The Darkling, Billy Russo, Outcome 3, Poe Dameron, Nathan Bateman, Duke Leto Atreides, Alfie Solomons, Bishop Losa, Eddie Munson, Stranger Things (Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Billy Hargrove, Max Mayfield, 11), Eames, Tommy Conlon, James Delaney, Jake “Hangman” Seresin, William “Ironhead” Miller, Xenk Yendar, Aemond Targaryen, Daemon Targaryen, Shanks (OPLA)

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Star Wars

Jango Fett

Just a simple man - Jango Fett x half alien!Reader

Summary: You save him and he shows you there is more to life than fighting…

Meeting • Trust • Stay 🔥🧸 • Life 🔥🧸 • Death⚡

Speak Freely (epilogue of Just a simple man) ⚡🧸 - Boba Fett x half alien!Reader

Summary: Boba hasn’t spoken Mando'a since the death of his father…

Darth Maul

Beauty and the Beast - Darth Maul x Queen of Naboo!Reader ⚡

Summary: Maul is tasked to keep you in line while his master’s plan comes together on Coruscant…

Marvel

Bucky Barnes

Imagine: Birthday Party, Avenger style

True Love’s Kiss - Steve x Bucky, (Steve x Natasha) 🔥⚡🧸🌎

Summary: The King of Northern America is engaged to the beautiful Princess Natasha of the Russian Empire, too bad he is falling for someone else…

Happily Ever After (part 2 of TLK) - Steve x Bucky, (Steve x Natasha) ❌🔥⚡🧸🌎

Summary: Wanda returns to have her revenge…

Steve Rogers

True Love’s Kiss - Steve x Bucky, (Steve x Natasha) 🔥⚡🧸🌎

Summary: The King of Northern America is engaged to the beautiful Princess Natasha of the Russian Empire, too bad he is falling for someone else…

Happily Ever After (part 2 of TLK) - Steve x Bucky, (Steve x Natasha) ❌🔥⚡🧸🌎

Summary: Wanda returns to have her revenge…

Tony Stark

Doctor Strange

Pietro Maximoff

Erik Killmonger

Loki

Grinch green - Loki x Maximoff!Reader

Summary: Being paired up on a mission with Loki ends up changing your relationship with the moody god…

Elektra

Casual fun - Elektra x Reader 🔥(🎱)

Summary: Riding high on adrenaline, you find something else to ride too…

Matt Murdock

Thor

Imagine: Birthday Party, Avenger style

X-Men

Erik Lehnsherr

Charles Xavier

Remy LeBeau

Apocalypse

Lord of the Rings

Thranduil

Legolas

Haldir

Éomer

Foundation

Brother Day

Day & Night - Brother Day x Reader ❌🔥⚡🧸

Summary: You can’t resist a challenge and what could be more daring than changing the fate of an Empire but you didn’t calculate with the obstinate nature of Day…

Triple Frontier

Benny Miller

Little Miller - Benny Miller x Will’s BFF!Reader 🔥

Summary: You are Will’s new bestie and everyone (except the two of you) thinks you’re gonna end up together but your love-hate relationship with his lil’ bro takes an interesting turn when you find out his call sing, that they never actually use…

Dog Soldiers series (Love, Death & Robots - Shape-Shifters AU)

Part 3 - Benny Miller

Gentlemen

Raymond Smith

A deal is a deal - Ray Smith x half Asian!Reader 🌎

Bribing • The Offer • Deal • Business🔥⚡ • Pleasure 🔥🧸 • All’s fair… 🧸

Summary: You make an offer and you get yourself a Ray of Sunshine with the deal…

This is a terrible idea - Ray Smith x aristocrat!Reader

King Arthur - Legend of the Sword

King Arthur

All Hallows Eve - King Arthur x mage!Reader ⚡🧸

Summary: Staying at the castle, you train Arthur so he can wield the sword properly. When All Hallows Eve arrives, the dead wants to be heard…

The Legend of his Queen (part 2 of AHE) - King Arthur x mage!Reader ⚡🔥🧸

Summary: You fell in love with the King, even though you knew his destiny was to fall for someone else…

Good Omens

Crowley

Aziraphale

Vikings

Ragnar

Ubbe

Ivar

Teen Wolf

Derek Hale

We are even - Derek Hale x hunter!Reader

Summary: You work with the Argents but you play by your own rules…

Chris Argent

Enola Holmes

Sherlock Holmes

Bride (to lover) - Sherlock Holmes x Reader 🔥⚡🧸

Summary: A marriage of convenience. You never expected it to be anything else…

Narnia

Caspian

*Dating the Darkling / Billy Russo / Logan Delos / Caspian / +Sirius Black headcanon 🔥⚡🧸

made up fic title: The Summer Prince

Witcher

Geralt

Vilgefortz

Darkness Within series - Vilgefortz x Calanthe’s daughter!Reader ❌🔥⚡

Summary: He found you when your mother sentenced you to death, he took you in and taught you everything you know, then he found out just how special you are…

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon

Robb Stark

The Wolf and the Lion - Robb Stark x Lannister!Reader

Summary: Stranger, betrothed, enemy, prisoner, wife, lover, traitor, saviour, captor…

Tyrion Lannister

Alicent Hightower

Imagine Alicent seducing you...

Star Trek

Khan

Spock

Bones

James Bond (No Time to Die)

Paloma

The Enemy of My Enemy - Paloma x Villain!Reader 🔥⚡

Summary: Your relationship with her is complicated but you have to take aside your differences because Bond needs you both to save the world this time…

Harry Potter (Marauders/Fantastic Beasts )

Sirius Black

*Dating the Darkling / Billy Russo / Logan Delos / Caspian / +Sirius Black headcanon 🔥⚡🧸🤍

made up fic title: Serpent's Heart

Percival Graves

Westworld

Logan Delos

*Dating the Darkling / Billy Russo / Logan Delos / Caspian / +Sirius Black headcanon 🔥⚡🧸

Venom

Eddie/Venom

*Misery loves company - Venom x Reader x Eddie

Summary: You harbour Eddie’s fugitive ass and put up living with the dysfunctional couple because you became friends with Venom after he saved your life.

Peaky Blinders

Tommy Shelby

Zablife Story Share - Chapter 6 Tommy Shelby x Solomons!Reader, written for @zablife's Story Share collab

Summary: A few months ago Tommy woke up to find his wife gone, along with half his fortune. Now he is prepared to make a deal with the devil himself if he can get her back...

Imagine Tommy coming to you all bloody after meeting with Alfie

John Shelby

Polly Gray

made up fic title: The Devil's Gift

Mad Max

Max

Hero - Max x Reader 🤍

Inuyasha

Sesshōmaru

Imagine being some kind of cat yōkai

Imagine that you are the daughter of Ryūkotsusei

Imagine dying from poison

Kraven the Hunter

Sergei Kravinoff

Temptation

Silver Silence

changeling!Sergei Kravinoff x Carter!Reader (Psy-Changeling AU)

Summary: Control. Precision. Family. These are the principles that drive the youngest Carter, who is the director of the new agency that is meant to protect the three races and the fragile peace between them. If only the new leader of a powerful predatory changeling pack wasn’t so distracting and destructing…

TRESE

Maliksi

Sandman

The Corinthian

Imagine the Corinthian hunting you…

Imagine Dream taking you to his realm...

Imagine being an immortal and the Corinthian falling for you...

Gen V

Jordan Li

Imagine that your power is that you are able to mimic other powers…

Imagine Jordan being too insecure to ask you out but not for the usual reason…

Imagine thinking that Jordan is trying to intimidate you…

Once Upon a Time

Cyrus

OUATIW Cyrus Scenes GIF: part 1, ...

One Piece (OPLA)

Dracule Mihawk

Imagine Mihawk finding you, a weapon maker, extremely fascinating…

Imagine that Mihawk is sent to capture you…

Imagine that Mihawk is sent to capture you… (2)

Imagine getting a reputation among the Marines because you survived a duel with Mihawk…

Imagine that you are the reason Mihawk gave up his Marine hunting ways…

made up fic title: The Girl with the Laurel Tattoo

Roronoa Zoro

Vinsmoke Sanji

6 Underground

Billy/Four

Sons of Anarchy / Mayans M.C.

Jax Teller

made up fic title: We are what lies beyond

Angel Reyes

made up fic title: Where the squirrels burrow

#masterlist #mobile masterlist #bucky barnes #steve rogers #elektra #elektra natchios #ray smith #raymond smith #king arthur #king arthur legend of the sword #caspian #prince caspian #king caspian #sirius black #logan delos #mad max #derek hale #my stuff #my gifs

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Marvel: Fic Rec 1

A collection of marvel fics that I’ve recently read that I thought were really good!

march 28, 2021

| Avengers |

@ijustwant2write : That’s Just Wrong (Avengers x lesbian!reader)

‘coming out to the avengers as a lesbian who likes pineapple on pizza and they’re super taken back - not cos ur a lesbian but cos of ur pizza taste’

this one is a super cute coming out story i loved it so much

| Bucky Barnes |

@moteldwelling : good girl (bucky x fem!reader)

bucky and reader turn eachother on with pet names, and smut ensues. dirty talk, couch sex, praise kink. this sort of turned into dom!bucky idk it just happened LOL

@crispychrissy : Healing (1940s!bucky x nurse!reader)

Tasked with examining the injured soldiers that were liberated from the Hydra factory, one sergeant in particular gives you a run for your money.

this one is one of my favorites

@tuiccim : Almost Had Me Believing It (Series Masterlist) (bucky x reader)

An undercover operation playing Bucky Barnes’ wife is a dream come true. Playing house in the suburbs while trying to take down a drug ring brings you and Bucky closer but a nosy neighbor causes trouble in paradise.

this is one of my all time favorite bucky series

@imaginexmeintheuniverse : Dog Tags (bucky x reader)

For your Christmas drabbles, could you write Bucky gifting the reader his old dog tags?

@pinkettepoet : In Which She Knows That They Don’t Know (bucky x reader) (avengers x reader) part 2

could you write a buckyxreader/avengersxreader where they like all forget her bday bc there’s just been a lot of stuff going on so even though she’s kinda upset about it she doesn’t blame them and something happens and they all realize what day it is and they go all out to throw her a party and it’s just really fluffy and happy avengers family? Sorry it’s kinda long!

| Loki Laufeyson |

@angelkurenai : One Moment (Loki x reader)

You have found a way to undo the damage Thanos did and bring everyone you lost back, all of your loved ones or at least most of them. As you travel back in 2012, however, you run into someone who is far too familiar. Unable to let go, even after all these years, of the death of the man - or basically god - you loved so much you forget all about the mision and decide to have one more moment with the one who sacrificed his life to save yours out of love.

@beskar-tano : Just A Taste (Loki x reader)

On a brisk walk through Central Park, Loki tries earth’s hot chocolate for the very first time.

@obscure-imagines : Loki x Valkyrie!Reader

imagine: being a Valkyrie that Loki was always in love with and when you show up in Sakaar he’s really excited to see you again

loki fangirling over the valkyrie reader is my aesthetic

@gingerwritess : Loki x reader

I’ve got a question I’d love for you to answer, because I simply adore your characterization of Loki. What sort of nicknames do you think he’d call his s/o? Both the lovey-dovey ones and the playful mean ones

this is so soft i love it

@too-attached-to-fiction : A Night In The Gardens (Loki x reader)

#2: “It’s nearly midnight, what are you doing?”

@justeclipseblogs : Complicated (2012!loki x goddess!reader)

Based on Avengers (2012), where instead of Thor going after Loki - it’s Thor and his friend, Reader, who happens to be Loki’s… well, it’s complicated.

this is one of my favorite loki fics and i would love to see a part 2 to it

@yourfavouriterival : i will always love you; how i do (loki x reader)

@beskar-tano : Undying Fidelity (Loki x reader)

“I was just kind of hoping you’d y’know … fall in love with me.” + Loki Laufeyson Odinson

@jobean12-blog : A Smile In Bloom (loki x reader)

You and Loki bond over your mutual love for plants :)

@rorybutnotgilmore : Exist For Love (loki x reader)

Just some domestic baking and dancing with Loki.

| Natasha Romanoff |

@lethological-clara : Bikes and Bruises (natasha x reader)

Natasha teaches you how to ride a bike.

@saltybaltic : Downpour (natasha x reader)

Walking through the streets of New York you get caught in a torrential downpour and have to find cover

@saltybaltic : Save The Date (natasha x wife!reader)

On the day of your third wedding anniversary with Natasha, you realise that you’ve both been celebrating the wrong date

@saltybaltic : Cat Walk (natasha x reader)

Being friends with Natasha isn’t always easy, especially when you’re supposed to be helping her pick an outfit and you’re struggling to keep your mind out of the gutter.

gay panic

| Peter Parker |

@starshipsofstarlord : Screen Light (peter x reader

watching a movie does not always entail paying attention to it. However, there is innocence to the picture perfect distraction.

@baroquebucky : Truly, Madly, Deeply (peter x reader)

Truly, Madly, Deeply by One Direction with Peter Parker

one direction and peter parker is the perfect combo

@buckysbeloved : of sleep and safety (peter x reader)

in which peter parker slumps into your room exhausted and you have to try and get him into bed despite the height difference between you

| Pietro Maximoff |

@dem-obscure-imagines : Little Stark (Pietro x stark!reader)

Could you do an imagine of being Tony’s snarky sarcastic clever badass part-time Shield agent sister and Bruce’s best friend and therefore spends a lot of time in their lab while they’re your favorite people you are also brilliant, and therefore they also see Pietro always hanging around because he has a crush on you and Tony is protective big bro and everyone else just teases Pietro??

@helaintoloki : Meet The Family (Pietro Peter Maximoff x reader)

An innocent family dinner with Pietro’s new girlfriend reveals that life in Westview is not what it seems. Uncle Pietro introduces y/n to the family!

This one is sweet with a touch of Westview darkness

| Pepper Potts |

@rae-is-typing : Mother’s Day (mom!pepper x stark!reader)

It’s Mother’s Day, and you surprise your step mom Pepper

| Steve Rogers |

@ohmygoditsanthonyedwardstark : Why Do You Hate Me So Much? (steve x reader) (slight bucky x reader)

You spend your whole life loving Steve Rogers, unfortunately he can’t even spare a minute to love you.

i really want a part 2 to this one

| Thor Odinson |

@rae-is-typing : She’s Not Dying (platonic!thor x reader)

You have a cold, and Thor thinks you’re dying.

| Wanda Maximoff |

@cap-n-stuff : wanda maximoff x reader

Wanda x reader angst (like reader gets hurt or dies maybe idrk lmao)

@beskar-tano : wanda x reader comfort headcanons

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PGATW Part 1

Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff x OC (fem!reader)

Summary: The avengers take a vacation to a private island rental off of the Georgia coast! You now have an opportunity to spend time with your new family, especially Wanda and Natasha.

Word Count: 2.5K

Check out my main post for links to the rest of the parts.

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"Hey Jarvis, call everyone in for a team meeting." Tony says as he walks into the main common area with Pepper right behind him. His fresh appearance made the ginger smile, but she was a little worried for the conversation that Tony was about to have with everyone.

"Do you really think that this is a good idea, Tony? I mean everyone just returned from the month long Sokovia Reconstruction Project. Don't you think they need to rest a little before you throw this on them?" She sighed as she sat down on the couch, Tony following suit with a drink in hand.

"I think this will be the perfect way to relax, plus it will help the new kid get a chance to bond with everyone without anything getting in her way." He paused, sipping his beverage. "I know this might not interest everyone immediately, but I think a little vacation time is just what the team needs." He responded with thin lips and Pepper took a deep breath.

"Okay. I trust you." She smiles and leans on him, a pause entering the conversation. Tony looked at her.

"Did you not trust me before?" He mocked and she giggled.

"At least if the team doesn't want to go on a vacation, much less relax, I really hope you're right in assuming that it will help Talia fit in." She sighed.

"Didn't you just say that you trusted me?" He messes with Pepper again, starting to hear voices down the hall.

"Oh my Gods. Shut up, here they come." She sits up as the rest of the team enters the common area.

Bruce enters first with Clint who now has a fresh bandage on his upper arm, the two of them arriving from the med bay apparently. Thor, Steve and Pietro also enter, followed by Natasha and Wanda, who were whispering about something before sitting down with everyone else. The last two people needed were You and Peter, but y'all were nowhere to be seen.

"Alright, where are the kids?" Tony sarcastically rolled his eyes in await for a response from someone.

"Their not kids, Tony. Peter is, what... 20? and Talia is 26?" Steve chimes in.

"They're kids, Steve." Tony replied.

Natasha and Wanda locked eyes.

"26 is not a kid, Tony." Pietro looks confused, searching for reactions from anyone else.

"I agree with my brother." Wanda slightly smiles, but for her own reasons other than pissing off Tony. People murmured in agreement.

Tony breathes to retort, but all of a sudden, two voices are heard in the hall, yours included.

"IM GONNA BEAT YOU!"

"NO YOU'RE NOT, WEB KID." You shout back.

Tony raises an eyebrow as you accuse Peter of being a "kid", but everyone has turned their attention to the hallway to see what is about to come out of it. The next thing everyone registers is a spider string grabbing onto the cement post behind the couch and Peter practically flying into the room.

You leaped at his feet to stop him, but you were too late, and instead fell over the couch onto Nat and Wanda. Unintentionally, of course.

"HAHA TALIA! I BEAT YOU! I WON." You collected your breath before yelling back.

"YOU DIPSHIT! YOU CHEATED! YOU SAID NO POWERS." You slowly picked yourself up off of the two women, fully aware of the slightly awkward situation you were in at the moment. Too focused on Peter, you failed to notice Natasha and Wanda locking eyes and blushing, but you know you certainly were. Perhaps the red cheeks passed as exhaustion from sprinting down the hall.

"I DIDN'T USE POWERS, TAL!" He held out his wrists. "See!" You locked eyes. "Technology." Peter tapped his web shooters pridefully and sat down on the couch where you were standing. "Plus, I said no powers because you can literally teleport." He finished.

"Whatever." You rolled your eyes and looked for a new spot on the couch, only seeing a small gap at Nat and Wanda's thighs.

That's funny. That wasn't there before.

You blushed before taking your seat.

"You were right, Tony." Wanda started on your right, looking straight into your eyes, making you silently squirm. "They're absolute kids."

Your eyes widened at the comment, and although you knew it was true, you mockingly slapped her thigh, not at all missing the deep shade of red that her cheeks turned. She has a girlfriend who is on the opposite side of me. Why did I think that would be a good idea? If only you knew that Natasha's cheeks were impossibly red too.

"Ouch, Wanda. That hurt my feelings." You sighed, sinking into the cushions behind you.

"Adults don't run in the halls, Talia."

Your stomach turned as your name rolled off of her accent.

"K-Kids don't run in the halls either. They're not allowed to." You mustered up a terrible comeback, noticing Peter's grin across from you, attempting not to break. He was the only one who knew about your little crush on Nat and Wanda, so his reaction was even more taunting.

At your remark though, Natasha placed her hand on your thigh and pushed it down to your knee, leaning to whisper in your ear.

You could practically feel her lips against your skin as you were silently panicking at the nearly non existent space between the two of you. "Disobedient ones do," She whispered.

And that shut you up real quick, you're whole face experiencing a new shade and eyes a new size. You missed the wink Nat shared with Wanda, and even the first parts of Tony's conversation went a little over your head.

"Alright, team, So I was thinking,"

"That's rare." Clint quipped, Tony glaring at him.

"I was thinking... that since we just had an amazing and fruitful month long mission in Sokovia, that you all would be in need of some vacation time." He started and people perked up.

"You mean like getting time off?" Steve asked.

"No." Now the team looked confused. "Since Talia is a recent addition, and Peter is... relatively new as well... i was thinking we could take a group trip to the beach!" He added a little excitement to the end of his sentence, but he was the only one who really shared that sentiment.

Banner tilted his head. "We don't really do that kinda stuff, Tony." He grumbled.

"Well, why not start? We could use some bonding time, and we're a family, right? This is what families do! C'mon! Ittl be fun."

"Sounds fun to me?" You chimed in, excited to have an opportunity to spend some time with everyone without being in imminent danger. Everyone looked at you. "I don't know too much about this group dynamic yet, since all i've done with the Avengers yet is reconstruction projects in Sokovia, but when I work in a team, I like to know who i'm working with." You paused. "Plus a beach. Relaxing. Movie nights, surfs, and crabs." You saw one or two eyebrows raise. "Who doesn't like crabs." You now sat in awkward silence.

"Talia is right!" Tony started again. "It will just be for two weeks, and I already rented the island. You're doing it."

"YOU RENTED AN ISLAND???" Peter jumped up.

"Yeah Kid, go pack your shit. Be here at 8 in the morning." Tony softly smiled and watched as he ran down the hall to the elevators.

"THERES ONLY ONE WASHING MACHINE SO PACK ENOUGH!"

"OK, MR. STARK!"

"AND TELL AUNT MAY I SAID HELLO!"

"GOODNIGHT, MR. STARK!"

The conversation returned to silence.

"Ok, you saw the kid. Get to packing!" Tony smiled, and you were happy. This was your first shot at family, so you didn't want to fuck it up.

It was also your chance to be close with Natasha and Wanda, and even though they were dating, you had appreciated their friendship during the SRP (Sokovia Rebuilding Project) and you didn't want it to come to an end. Your crush might be pointless, but that doesn't stop you from wanting to be around them. Hopefully you will get over it soon.

Later that night in the tower, Natasha and Wanda were having their own thoughts about you.

"What do you think, honey? Now is the perfect time to ask Talia." Wanda made another trip from the closet to her suitcase while Natasha sat on the bed and watched her pack.

"Yeah, she's just a little new and I don't wanna scare her off."

"Well look at the three of us in Sokovia. If she isn't scared off now by an assassin and powerful witch, then what else is there to be scared of?" Wanda pushed out a half- hearted laugh.

"No, I guess you're right. We found someone that we feel completes us, right? We have to chase that feeling." Natasha smiled and Wanda sat down next to her.

"Exactly. And if she says no, we never bring it up again."

"Of course." She paused. You did see her blush today though, no?" This made Wanda smile.

"She's so cute, Nat. She was so flustered." The witch paused. "What did you say to her that made her shut up completely? It turned me on, watching her react like that." She slowly kissed Natasha's neck.

"Well, she had said 'Kids don't run in the halls. They're not allowed to.'," Wanda nodded, remembering the comment. "I told her that the disobedient ones do.'" The girls blushed, Nat at the memory and Wanda at the image.

"So she liked that? Imagine calling her 'good girl', Natasha. Imagine telling her to behave and punishing her when she doesn't."

"God, Wanda, don't even get me started." The spy almost moaned as her girlfriend slowly straddled her.

"We can edge her endlessly and make her beg." Wanda's hips rolled as her lips found a spot on Natasha's collar bone. "You can make her cum so many times while I eat you out too."

Natasha was in bliss, not wanting to stop, even though they should. "Let's go ask her first before letting go of our imaginations, honey. We can finish this later too."

"You have a point." Wanda sighed and rested her head on Natasha's shoulder. "Let's go."

Meanwhile, you were looking through your closet for swimsuits, which was still a little bit of a mess since you just moved in. Finally, you found the box with the suits, and not so gracefully, you placed it on your bed. As you began to sort out the tops from the bottoms and the sets from the one-pieces, you heard a knock at your door.

You turned your music down and opened the door to find the two women who filled your daydreams, leaving you momentarily speechless. Quickly snapping out of it though, you almost stumbled through your words.

"Hey Tasha, Wanda, what's up?" You acted like their presence was nothing, turning around and continuing to sort out your swim wear. You managed to toss a yellow suit back into the box and a white one into the case before they said anything.

"Is it alright if we come in?" Wanda asked. You blushed, realizing you never invited them inside.

"Of course! Sorry if you find my room a little messy, but i'm still moving in." You pushed a collection of clothes off of the end of the bed. "You may sit if you like, though." You swallowed as the two of them took you up on your offer. Natasha and Wanda are both on my bed. It's cool....

"So what can I do for you?" You continued your packing, now holding up a red bikini in the mirror before tossing it back into the box. Natasha and Wanda shared a look.

"We actually have an odd question to ask you, Talia." The Sokovian started. "A proposal, if you will." This now got your full attention, and you pull over your desk stool to sit in front of them. "As you know Natasha and I love each other very much." You begin to worry, thinking that they felt uncomfortable around you or that your crush was too obvious. Natasha picked up the conversation.

"The two of us have loved each other for a long time, and it will continue to be like this, Talia. Nothing is faulty in our relationship. We have health communication tactics and we know how to handle the other when something is wrong." You were a little confused now, and not as much worried, so you continued listening. "Something that has always been a part of our relationship, though, is the knowledge and idea that we might be in search of someone else. Another piece to our puzzle, if you will." Your heart was racing now, the conversation switching back to Wanda.

"We are asking you if you would like to join our relationship, Talia." You shivered at the accent again, but you couldn't process thoughts anymore. The two exact women that you only thought you would dream about are now in front of you, asking you to be with them. You with them. Natasha and Wanda. "If you say no, you can forget this ever happened and we will never mention it again."

They awaited any response from you.

"And if I say yes?" You almost whispered, Natasha and Wanda's hearts beating loud, but maybe not as much as yours.

"This vacation would be our trial and error. You can test the waters. Play your part. You tell us whenever you're uncomfortable or are having second thoughts and no questions asked, that's it. We just really like you and wanted to offer you a spot with us."

"And this isn't a joke?" You spoke softly, your thoughts and heart going a mile a minute. This is really happening. My crushes are telling me that they want me. Me? They both shake their head, and you stare in disbelief.

"This is real, Talia." Nat nearly whispers. "Entirely real."

Your own thoughts betray you as you stand up and slowly walk over to the two women.

You tried to think about what you wanted to say, but took the risk to stop thinking before you speak. "I have been seriously crushing on the both of you for a while now, and treating you like the kind of opportunity that I only get in my rarest dreams. I've been staring at you and imagining things that go way beyond the boundaries of friends...." Their breaths hitched. "so I swear if you are fucking with me-" Your breath is heavy and hot now as the three of you are inches away.

"We're not fucking with you, Talia." Wanda whispers. "We just want to fuck you."

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I loved the seven evil exes !! ‘M kinda curious as to what happens when all 7 meet face to face- it would be a train wreck.. - :[ anon

seven evil exes: reunited

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frank castle x reader, matt murdock x reader, pietro maximoff x reader, loki x reader, druig x reader, tony stark x reader, doctor strange x reader

synopsis: your hospital stay pulls out all of your doting exes from the shadows, and a large argument insues with threats of flying limbs and stabbings with spoons

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“im fine, nat.” you moved from her reach as she tried to brush your hair over your stitches. you noticed that she had been tidying the room up and cleaning you up, even painting your toes which she must’ve done while you were unconscious because otherwise she would’ve never been able to hold you down.

“what’s going on?” you asked her as you saw an approaching figure that dawned a green cape with a large horned golden helmet that seemed all too familiar-

“natasha!” you yelled as the door swung open to reveal loki, standing before you with a frown of worry.

“my dove-“ he walked over to you and fussed, examining your injuries. you had a broken arm, fractures in your legs and a concussion that had taken you out for days.

“loki. what are you doing here?” you glared daggers at natasha who was stuffing the makeup brushes into her bag. natasha looked up and raised an eyebrow, “oh! i didn’t call him..”

you felt like you got slapped across the face, besides that, the drugs were working.

“well then..who did you call?”

natasha looked past you and towards the window to see a specific blind lawyer and a well dressed tony stark, behind each other and both unaware of the other as they rushed to your room.

“no!” you shoved loki off and tried to stand up, clawing at the wheels of your bed as you collapsed on the floor. you groaned, and loki tried to help you up.

“y/n!” a portal opened up from under you and suddenly stephen strange was holding you by the waist and pushing you back up onto the bed.

“goddamnit!” you felt defeated as the pain hit you like a shock wire. stephen chided you as he let you brace yourself on him. loki had stepped back to stare at stephen.

“what are you doing on her-“ he began but you waved a hand to shut him up.

just as you had finally gotten back onto the bed, matt who had been using his cane the entire time to make it seem like he was just your average blind lawyer, threw the cane onto the chair near the door and stepped up to the side without loki and stephen, who were both giving each other the most menacing glare.

“y/n? are you alright? i could hear your heart beat from the parking lot and it was thumping incredibly loud, like you’re scared or something-“ matt rambled on, his voice shaky.

“what in the fuck is this? disneyland?” tony strode into the room and took his sunglasses off as he glared at you. you looked at him in disbelief, “whatever head game you played on me, wore off. i remember everything now.”

you swallowed nervously as tony stayed in his place by the door, “we got the three blind mice,” he looked over at matt and smirked, “who was actually believable to be blind-“

“i am.” matt piped up but you squeezed his hand.

“reindeer games who if i last remember,” tony gave you a glance, “had faked his death and ran off into the distance.”

“clearly you needed to be caught up.” loki remarked.

“and then we have stephen, who out of this bunch, including my dashing self, seems to be the most normal.”

“can i add myself to that equation too?” pietro had appeared into the room and you wanted to at that moment, literally jump off a cliff. as you thought it couldn’t get any worse, it was.

natasha stepped up from the background and peered behind matt, “this is the one i actually called. for being fast, you got here pretty late!” she scolded pietro and he shrugged, “i was doing some decorating for when she comes home.”

you rolled your eyes, “jesus christ.”

matt nudged you, “hey.” he chided and you waved a hand.

“so who’s actually the boyfriend?“ tony asked as he and the men just stood in place around your bed. any other situation, this many men surrounding you would’ve been the perfect wet dream, but considering it wasn’t dream, you made it to be your worst nightmare.

they all looked at each other before a collective, “me.”

“so leaving brazil lands you in a hospital bed?” another voice spoke from behind the men and you looked up to see the familiar gaze of druig.

“please, no more of you guys.” in the back of your mind you thought of your worst ex and how he would literally have a field day of your embarrassment, and you just prayed he wouldn’t show.

“there’s more of us?” stephen raised his eyebrows and you tugged on a robe, “you’ve been the most recent, so no.”

he nodded intently and looked to druig, “well, welcome to the “we’ve fucked y/n” club.” he gave a fake smile and druig glared at him, “speaking of her so disrespectfully is making me want to reject that invitation.”

you shrugged, “i don’t mind.”

“of course you don’t, draga.” pietro patted your head and you winced lightly.

“watch it. my dove doesn’t need to be dealing with this. asgard has all you need if you just come wit-“ loki was cut off by the stomping of large and familiar boots coming from the corridor.

“where is she?!” a shout rose from the hallway and all the men raised their eyebrows in surprise to see a scary looking man, shouting to find you.

if you could, you would’ve grabbed the pillow and tried to put yourself into a coma.

“this is just great.” you spoke.

frank looked at all the men in the room and laughed, “look at all of you. a circus of freaks.” he laughed again, “hey red, how’s life looking?” he teased matt who sat uncomfortable in his chair, “bleak.” he said bluntly and you could tell by his body language that matt wasn’t aware of you and frank castle.

“wow.” was all natasha said to break the silence. the men were now fully surrounding you in a circle. and you never wanted to hide your face more than this moment.

“i cannot believe you slept with tony stark.” pietro spoke.

“i cannot believe you actually care-“ tony defended himself and a mountain of voices created an argument and you yelled to get their attention.

“can everyone just stop?!” they all turned to look at you and you sighed, “loki. please leave, it’s been so long i don’t even think you had anything better to do today than to visit me. go beg for leadership elsewhere.” you waved a hand and before he could protest, loki was faded out.

“whoa.” was all that druig said as he looked at you, “and you.” you now fixated on him, “youre psychotic. get help.” druig scoffed and you waved him away.

“tony, god you embarrass me. literally get out of my room.” tony began to protest but you waved a hand, but you paused briefly, “remember that snitches get stitches.” and he faded out.

“we’ll talk later, i cant leave the sanctum alone for long.” stephen saw himself out with a portal and you turned to natasha and held a hand out, “exactly what i mean.”

natasha stifled a laugh. and then you were down to the remaining three men.

“you guys are kind of my favorites, the drugs will have me admit that.” the three men looked at each other and shrugged.

“pietro, you can take me home, just please go make yourself busy until nat gets me discharged.” pietro nodded a sped away.

matt turned to you as pietro left, “what’s left for me? ‘i hate blind guys so give me your cane so you can stumble out of here?’”

you laughed and nudged him, “of course not. im taking your glasses too.”

matt laughed and you smiled for a brief moment, forgetting of the looming figure standing near the sink.

“matthew, im really mad over how we left things, i would love to talk more but i don’t think this is the right setting.” matt nodded, “i understand. you know hell’s kitchen will always be your home.” he stood up and kissed your forehead.

he walked out and now you were left with the final man.

“frank.” you held your arms out to the marine who walked to hold you in his embrace.

“i missed you so much but you picked the worst time to see me.”

“worst time? my girl’s in the hospital having an argument with every one of her ex boyfriends and you say that’s a bad time? this was entertaining!” he laughed and you rolled your eyes, “whatever. just promise me that you’ll check in?”

frank nodded, kissing your cheek as he shoved a hat over his face, “yes ma’am.”

hours later and sleep came so easily as you you asked for it. pietro remained the only ex you kept around just for the sake of him scratching that itch every so often while being free of the responsibility that came with it.

but you decided to move back to hell’s kitchen to be closer to matt and frank, you saw a future with either of them.

but for now, you were tucked into your bed as you admired the basket of gifts sent by your lovers, natasha stealing the candy from every single one of them.

#marvel imagine #marvel x reader #avengers imagine #avengers x fem!reader #frank castle x female reader #druig x female reader #druig x reader #frank castle x reader #matt murdock x reader #tony stark x reader #doctor strange x reader #pietro maximoff x reader #loki x reader

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