A/N : hey everyone. This is the first imagine I've ever written and tbh I don't like it. I feel it's rushed and what not but I really wanted to take part in the challenge. This is kind of an AU so yeah. Hope you guys enjoy :) I'd love constructive criticism! If you see the name Cynthia somewhere, I apologise, I had first named the character that until I realised it was a x reader story.
Key: Y/N : your name
Y/F/N : your father's name
Y/N/N : your nickname
Includes: Pietro Maximoff x Reader
Summary : Pietro and you both loved each other to the core but sometimes love isn't enough to keep a relationship together. And when hurt gets too much, goodbyes are inevitable, especially when you've done it before.
Word count: 2003 words
“You could call it foolish if I let myself be drawn to the heart that broke me again and again without any thought of caring for myself. That i'd want to be near you even with everything that had happened.
This was what you thought. I guess you never really made the effort to come near my heart. Or else you would’ve known.
I’ve become numb to everything. All this leaving and coming back, you think I’d chase you down? I won’t. I just don’t have it in me anymore. Everything I’ve been through, I can go through a little more pain. It won’t make a difference. I’ve said goodbye before, I can say it again.
Goodbye, Pietro.
You and me, that story is closed.
Y/N.”
Pietro stared ahead at the message on his phone. He couldn’t believe it. He didn’t want to believe it. The girl he had fallen for so deeply, had left. And it was all his fault. His damn mistakes. He let go of one light he had finally found.
He was an idiot to let her go through all this, to make her suffer. She reached her end point and any other person wouldve ended the relationship a long time ago.
But she wasn’t any other person. She was Y/N, coined Opal for her superpowers inherited by an Opal gemstone. Avengers hero night and day. Always there for everyone. The one who took in Wanda and him without hesitation. Made them feel home. Became his home. And him, Pietro, the ignorant fool who broke her down again and again to the point where it became the norm for her. He broke her, she left and now he’s dealing with the repurcussions of his mistakes.
He cried. The tears started and couldn’t stop.
Wanda found her brother in the worst state imaginable. And she knew that only one thing, one person could have caused this state.
“Steve? Steve, where are you?”
“Wanda? What’s wrong?”, Captain America looked at her with worried eyes.
“It's Y/N, she’s left. Something happened between Pietro and her. And now he’s crying his eyes out and he won’t tell me what’s wrong.”
They searched the whole tower for the her. But she was nowhere to be found.
………………………
“Pietro, just think, tell us one place where she’d go when she feels low?”
“She sometimes talked about her parents house, her childhood home. She said that when she initially joined the avengers she’d visit that place regularly.” Pietro whispered.
Natasha looked at everyone,” Yeah, I had a feeling she used to go there. But never really got the chance to ask her.”
Pietro replied,” I know where it is. She’s taken me there before.”
“Then what are we waiting for, we should go there.”
“She doesn’t wanna see me. And I respect her decision. I’ll tell you guys where it is.”
Captain America stared at the speedster,”She won’t kick you out or anything. It’s better you go with us than stay here alone.”
“No. I won’t be able to stand the look in her eyes. After all I’ve did. No. Just, please keep her safe.”
His sister looked at him, “ We will, Pietro. Don’t worry.”
…………………..
Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff and Bruce Banner set off in the search of Y/N only aided by the incoherent map provided by Pietro. They landed front of a battered gate, the name 'Y/F/N' barely visible on the plate engraved in the side wall.
They entered and as Steve set his hands on the door lock, faint sobs could be heard from behind the house.
Y/N sat on an old swing, crying silently. Wanda's heart broke at the sight. She had not envisioned such a beautiful relationship to turn into something that had broken two hearts completely to the point where it was hard to join them back.
Natasha approached the 24 year old slowly, “ Y/N?”
Her eyes snapped up. Widening at the sight of her friends witnessing her breakdown, she looked around for a way to run but she was trapped. Defeated, she sat back down and whispered, “Hey guys.”
Wanda hesitantly approached her, “Y/N/N, what happened? Pietro and You were such a strong couple.”
“Ask him then! Don’t ask me. He’s the one who loved to test my patience so much. If he really loved me, he’d know that I’m no longer the person who’d stay after being hurt multiple times. Hell, I should’ve never been the person who’d stay even after being hurt so many damn times!”
“But..”
“No, no more. I can’t take it any longer. Yes I love him, I really do. But do you know how much it hurts to beg someone to stay. How much it hurts when you’re there for someone at their worst but they leave you when you need them. When pointless shit turns into arguments and now I had even stopped crying cause of it. There’s no need to cry. I don’t have ant strength left to cry. We don’t stand a damn chance being together. And I’ve said goodbye to people before, I can say goodbye to him. Now can you all please leave me alone?”
The team looked at each other, subconscioudly agreeing that it was the best to leave her. Wanda looked down at her best friend, she wasn’t even crying anymore, just a blank look on her face that broke her.
………………….
The Avengers returned back to the compound under Cap's orders. They knew it was best to leave her alone for some time. To get her mind back together. She felt broken and battered and it was obvious that it would take her time to get in the right state of mind.
Pietro sat there with the mirrored blank look that Y/N had sported when they left her. The team knew that both of them loved each other so deeply, but sometimes, that isn’t enough to keep a relationship stable.
He looked up at her sister, waiting for an answer.
“She’s fine. She was there at her parents place. How come you knew she’d be there?”
Pietro replied,” She once told me that whenever she feels down, she’d always go there cause it would remind her of old times, and as sad as that would make her, it would bring her peace. She once took me there when I told her I was missing Mama and Papa, so that’s why I knew.”
“She shared her one safe place with you too that the rest of the team had no idea about?”
“Yeah, she did “
“Pietro, you truly are an idiot.”
“I know.” The speedster murmured in his thick Sokovian accent.
Tony looked at everyone around him and opened his mouth to say something when the wall behind him exploded. The team was thrown around against the walls of the room. Whatever happened next, took place in split second intervals. Robots across the compound. The team shackled in electric chains. And the electromagnetic waves emitted interfered with the team's intercom system. Which is why across two cities, Y/N got to know how the team was in danger. How her Pietro, no just Pietro, was in danger. And she couldn’t leave them like this.
……………….
Destructo was a man of order. That’s why he had every single avenger locked up in their own trap of horrors in separate cells with intricately designed chains holding back each of their powers. The only thing that puzzled him in the moment was the where about of Opal. But there wasn’t much time to worry about such things, he had most of the avengers in their hand and he could toture them to his will. And he was certain that he had left behind enough evidence for Y/N to come right into his trap.
Meanwhile, in Manhattan, Y/N ran with all her might through the hoards of people in the streets. She reached Avengers tower and the damage done to the exterior was evident. Holding in her breath, she entered the building, her hands glowing with purple streaks of electricity on alert for impending danger. But the tower lacked any sign of life. All that was left was rubble and destruction, but with a mark. The mark which could only belong to one villian. Destructo.
Destructo's whereabouts weren’t hard to find, due to the considerable amount of his technology present in the rubble. It made Y/N suspicious. She knew that behind the closed doors of the abandoned prison the avengers were kept in, awaited the villian who had the power to strip Y/N's life of the little happiness she had found.
Yet, that meant nothing to her. The people she loved were in grave danger and she’d do anything to save them.
……………….
“I suppose we should start off with the one who's in the most hurry here. The Maximoff boy? Let’s see what we can do….” Destructo was cut off by a sudden blackout.
“Don’t you dare lay a hand on him!” , growled a voice from the darkness.
As the lights flickered back on, the avengers and Destructo faced a raging Y/N. The villian had a devilish smile.
“Ah yes, Opal, welcome to the show. I was wondering when you’ll arrive.”
“Shut the hell up Destructo! What do you want from us?”
“It is, but a simple ordeal, sweetheart. Your extinction.” And with that came a battle of power and rage between the two powers. But Y/N was smart. As she raced on to make her first move, she intentionally side tracked. Bursting through the thick bars holding behind the mighty Thor, the energy of emitted from her was more than enough to kill.
The two avengers fought the villian while simultaneously trying to free their fellows. Y/N approached Pietro’s cell and met his eyes. Even after everything it hurt. It hurt to look at him and not kiss him. She melted the bars with her electric beams and in a matter of nano seconds, the speedster stood before her, ready for battle.
“Pietro, listen.”
He looked at her and she felt her breath get stuck in her throat as she stared in those beautiful steel grey eyes she had fallen for so deeply. Her lips met his for a matter of seconds. To bid farewell. And with all sincerity in her heart, she whispered against his touch, “I love you.”
He looked down at the girl he had called his yesterday. It was over, yes. But he knew he’d never stop loving her. The hurt he was facing was the punishment of breaking an angel. “I love you too. Forever and always.”
The battle raged on.
Destructo had a force of robots which scarily seemed indestructible. But the avengers fought with all their might and they were winning.
Through the corner of her eye, with Pietro right besides her, Y/N saw a beam aimed directly at him with him having no idea what so ever. No no no, this can’t happen. In the spur of a moment decision, she took the attack as her own and saved him in the process.
The speedster stared in horror as the girl in front of him fell down in agony. “Y/N!”
He rushed to her, cradling her head in his lap. And the last memory of the girl alive was her hand in his, hanging on to the last threads of life as the rest of the heroes finished off the villian and his force for good. Even on her death bed, her eyes held love for him, a love indestructible. A love that Pietro cherished for life to come as he kissed her forehead when she let out her last breath. A love that had brought happiness, hurt, death and a lifetime of broken consequences to come. Y/N had become so used to goodbyes that she gave away her life to the one she loved, but in process bid farewell to him, leaving agony and pain for every living second ahead.
Prompt: heey, could you maybe do one where y/n moves next door to the Bibbys, and starts getting along with them, so they try to set Reece and y/n up? thank you so much, you are the best, love youuu 😄💕
You stared out the window of your car, watching all of the houses pass by. This was your new neighborhood. It looked nice enough, small and quiet.
Your parents needed to move for work, forcing your whole family to pack up your lives and head more north. While it wasn’t a huge deal for you, since you were out of school, you wouldn’t need to deal with the annoying part of being a new kid, you still weren’t exactly happy. You left all of your friends at home, having no one in the new area that you know.
“I’m only quiet because I’m worried that if you push me too far, one day I will open my mouth and I will scream so loudly, it will shatter and break the whole world.”
— Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You
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The intricate essence of human nature has always been intriguing for me. Each and everyday has been a new discovery in the vast mechanism of human beings. How different emotions work on their basics and how they present themselves in a more complicated sense in individuals. How some people are oblivious to life and just take it for granted, while others observe, assess and analyze. It’s quite difficult, however, to understand this system whilst being human myself.
Maybe that’s the reason why people turn towards artificial objects for the feeling of belonging. Because these objects are understandable. Humans…..aren’t. But isn’t that the borderline difference arising between us and the non living? That we being the complex beings we are, are filled with emotions and feelings while robots and automatons are not. And lifetimes may pass by, as they have, yet we do not know the answer to our Daedalian nature.
The intricate essence of human nature has always been intriguing for me. Each and everyday has been a new discovery in the vast mechanism of human beings. How different emotions work on their basics and how they present themselves in a more complicated sense in individuals. How some people are oblivious to life and just take it for granted, while others observe, assess and analyze. It’s quite difficult, however, to understand this system whilst being human myself. Maybe that’s the reason why people turn towards artificial objects for the feeling of belonging. Because these objects are understandable. Humans…..aren’t. But isn’t that the borderline difference arising between us and the non living? That we being the complex beings we are, are filled with emotions and feelings while robots and automatons are not. And lifetimes may pass by, as they have, yet we do not know the answer to our Daedalian nature.
Once upon a time I danced in the rain, once upon a time I sang under the moonlight, once upon a time I loved like no other, once upon a time you made my heart smile, once upon a time you made my dreams laugh. Once upon a time is now no more, because what once was… is long gone and mere footprints of the thoughts that once were….remain.
I’m not talking about fanfictions or AU’s based off of a video game/comic/TV series, I’m talking about a story with a world and characters that are YOURS and YOURS alone.
Reblog if it’s okay for your followers to leave you an ask telling you what the one thing is they remember you for as a writer. Is it a scene or a detail or a specific line? Is it something like style or characterization? Is it that one weird kink they never thought they’d be into, but oh my god wow self-discovery time?
There was something oddly nostalgic about being threatened with a knife and being unable to defend herself, Poppy thought. Cain pushed her against the wall and pointed the knife at her pale throat. His dark hair gently bobbed up and down in the breeze; he loomed over her, not saying a word.
“Are you satisfied?”, Poppy asked him, glancing at her ripped top. He flared his nostrils and came closer. “Never.”, he grumbled, pushing the knife back into its sheath.
Crossing her arms, Poppy looked at him. “What d'you want then?”, she asked, growing impatient. “I’m freezing, standing helplessly before you and you still do not kill me. Let me go and I’ll return to my realm.”
His hand started trembling. He turned around. “I love you.”, he said and pushed her against the wall. “And ghosts are not supposed to be so cute and loveable.”
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