Jan 26, 2019
Pietro: *walks in wearing a ‘She calls me Daddy too’ shirt
Tony: *chokes on his drink*
Honey: I want a divorce
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Pietro: *walks in wearing a ‘She calls me Daddy too’ shirt
Tony: *chokes on his drink*
Honey: I want a divorce
"I was thinking..." Pietro said quietly, his eyes on the ceiling. "You think Steve was thinking about having family? Big house, dogs, pups, dog..."
Val hummed and snuggled her fellow omega. “I dunno,” she murmured, humming softly. “I hope so,” she admitted quietly, curling her fingers in the sheets.
Why didn't you tell anyone? Cont. //closed//
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Bucky gave a little whine as Pietro turned down his offer but nodded gently. He wasn't hungry though he knew he needed to eat something to keep his strength up.
Moving to sit up a little as Pietro kissed his hands and got him water and food. "Thank you," he said with a little purr, taking little bites.
[text] I mean, you that my nipples inyoir mouth, so I think we're reached certain level of frendship. (from Pietro. Hi :)
[text] what….
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"Hug me." (from Pietro)
“What happened, Pietro? Is there something wrong?” Eva could only ask with concern as she swiftly made her way over to him and gave him a hug. She didn’t know what prompted this from Pietro, but she wasn’t taking a chance to just assume.
It wasn't easy for Pietro to knock and come inside, but after a mess that was that stupid War, nothing was easy. Pietro didn't leave, not when he own Stark more than he wanted to admit and finally came to conclusion his hatred was stupid and childish. Shame Wanda didn't see it like that. He finally knocked on the glass door and waited for them to open up, trace with sandwitches and coffee in his hands.
Tony had his back to the door when he heard the knock. Stylus wiggling between his fingers when he gave F.R.I.D.A.Y. the go ahead to open the doors. There was a puzzle in front of him, bits of information that should fit together but weren’t, refused to, like they were missing an essential component that he just couldn’t see right then.
Turning around to see who’d come in, Tony stilled for a moment. One of the Maximoff twins was not the company he’d been expecting. “Hi,” Tony said, clearly surprised. “Here for another round of blame game where I’m the target?” he asked, not heat behind the words. He’d already done a few rounds with Wanda the other day. And while Tony had started off attempting to defend himself, in the end he’d just sat there and let her say her piece. His silence had apparently been more unnerving for her than his attempts to show what had happened and what he’d done to correct the problems once he’d finally seen them.
verse: and we’ll never be royals: honey x pietro aesthetic
@blurandshield I am weak for them
Triangle meme from Pietro :)
Steve raised an eyebrow, as Pietro straddled him. He’d been sitting on the couch, watching some mindless tv, after a long day.
“Yes Pietro?” He responded, questioningly, feigning an air of innocence