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since my muse for pietro is really fickle i’m putting this blog on a hiatus, meanwhile you can find me in my other blogs! c:

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mishasteaparty:

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createsdestruction:

Tough crowd today, he thought to himself with a sigh, grateful for the opportunity to focus his attention elsewhere. Tony Stark was very used to being judged by other people; but something about the hate in the boy’s eyes made him sick to his stomach, digusted with himself. “Here you go,” he said as he finally returned to Pietro’s side, handing him a glass. “I got stronger stuff, if you prefer.”

“This is fine.” Pietro replied coldly, nearly drinking it all in one sip, enjoying the way the pleasant liquid made its way down his throat and warmed up his stomach. Yes, he definitely needed to be drunk if he was planning on staying next to Tony Stark for this long. “So, what do you do now, anyway? Did you grow tired of playing Iron Man? Are you trying to make up for all the shit you’ve done?”

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swagstagjp:

“Don’t you Jamie me, Pietro. Where’s that brotherly love I hear so much about? Where was it when I needed you to stop me from serenading Lily while drunk? I barely remember a single thing but ’m fairly sure my singing wasn’t that bad. I have quite the good voice.”

“First of all, you know I love you. I’m morally obliged to love you since you’re my twin so don’t doubt my feelings for you, brother. Second of all, yeah, you do have a good voice - when you’re sober. Third of all, it’s not even about your voice. It’s about how ridiculous you looked. It was hilarious, I guarantee you that.”

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trilliumjones:

“Nope, I’m not feeling sick. Why… are you sick?” Trill responded with worry, afraid all the running might have made him ill. She watched as he lowered himself down, grinning when he mentioned keeping a secret and brought a finger to her lips, “I promise to keep it a secret. I wont tell anybody ever, I swear.” Leaning up a little so she could hear him, her eyes began to widen, mouth falling open slightly, “You’re a… you’re a…” Putting her finger back to her lips she made a shhh sound and lowered her voice, “A superhero? How did you get to be so fast? Did you run a lot when you were little?”

“No, no, I am fine, little girl.” Pietro assured her, showing her a warm smile. There was no doubt Trill was starting to grow on him. Her reaction made him laugh and he lowered his voice as well, playing along with her. “Yes, I am a superhero. A really cool one, too.” He added, obviously finding the whole situation rather amusing. “No, these... doctors helped me out. They awoke something in me. I loved to run as a kid but I did not run as fast as this. Pretty cool, no?”

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dirtrepellent:

“A guy that can appreciate well crafted weapons and those that use them is always welcome. But lets keep the kinky things for later, shall we? Here it is.”

“Alright - I’m okay with kinky things later.” He smirked before eyeing the weapon with interest. “This is really cool. I bet you can do lots of damage with it, no?”

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mmckinncn:

          “ ‘M fine, don’t worry. Some help up would               be nice though, actually. Thanks. ”

“Here you go. How in Merlin’s name did you end up on the floor?”

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youkilledmyfxther:

     “Why do you need to know? Jealous?”

“Jealous? I’m not jealous!”

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maxsrockatansky:

None of this makes sense.

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swagstagjp:

                    “ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ɪs ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜ, ʜᴀʀʀʏ, ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴏᴡs ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴘʟᴀɪɴʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ                     ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴏғ ʜɪᴍ.   ʜᴏᴡ ᴇʟsᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄᴜʟᴀʀ ᴘᴀᴛʀᴏɴᴜs? 

                                                  ᴘʀᴏɴɢs ʀᴏᴅᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ʟᴀsᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ.”

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& sorrryy for being a tiny bit absent around here, guys. real life has been keeping me truly busy. drafts will be out as soon as possible!

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swagstagjp

“Ahh, here you are, Jamie. Did you finally grow tired of hidin’? I’m sure no one remembers what happened last night. I’m serious - so what if the common room was full. I’m sure no one cares about you makin’ a fool out of yourself that much.”

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preciouspietro:

honestly pietro is such a drama queen tho he could have easily outrun the bullets while grabbing clint and the child but nooooo he had to make a scene and ruin my life

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fastcst:

                  ❛ yes, but losing  something  like THAT can                   leave a  mark as well. i  just  want  to  know                   that   you   will   not    do    anything   rash. ❜

                  ciril pauses, one hand  lifting to  brush back                   his   hair.  his   gaze   turns  to  the  window,                   lamenting  upon  seeing  the  vast  fields  in                   which he  and his brother could have raced.

                  ❛ and wanda, too, ❜          he continues,  ❛ is                   worried. you have been acting differently. ❜

“You worry for nothing, Ciril. You look at me like  I am some broken toy. I do not break so easily.  After all we’ve been through, you should know  this much, brother.”

He truly doesn’t mean to sound this cold, but he can’t help it. There’s this anger burning inside of him, this awful frustration building up and bringing him down. He does need any sympathy. He just needs some time.

“Neither of you need to worry about me. Now you must worry about each other. What harm can possibly be done to me now that I am useless?”

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youkilledmyfxther:

     “Born ready, man. No way she can resist us. We gotta come up with a good story though.”

“How about the classic ‘my goldfish died’ story? Then we gave it a proper funeral. It’s perfect, right?”

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 heysxster

“Don’t worry? Wanda, how can I not worry about you? You go out there and you fight without me by your side to protect you. It drives me insane!”

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hexedwanda:

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“Do you think this is a                       good idea, Pietro?”

Wanda referred to the offer made by the doctor who approached the two during a protest earlier that day. Her face twisted slightly as she scrubbed the war paint from her face. There was no doubt in her mind that she wanted to help her country, but what tools were they going to receive?

“Should we accept?”

“I don’t know.”

Pietro had never lied to his twin sister. It was no use considering they knew each other too well for that. Having that in mind, he also knew this was no time for lies. They were at war. They were fighting for they country, they were fighting for their future. They had been offered the chance to become stronger but it was obvious it would come with risks. His major concern was Wanda, of course, but he’d always have her back; he would let no harm come to her.

“But it may be the best shot we got.”