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powerscaling has does horrible things to the speedsters fandom fuckkk i dont care that whatever character is the slowest speedster
𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 | 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟
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Summary: Y/N has hated Pietro ever since the day they met. Pietro always have known how to push their buttons and make them go crazy. But a thing he doesn't know, is the huge crush that Y/N has on him.
Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x GN!Reader
Warnings: None, just enemies to lovers and fluff
Word Count: 4.6k
Feedback is much appreciated!
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Pop! The toaster went off letting me know about my pop tart. I picked it up and immediately dropped it on my plate, forgetting how hot it was. "Stupid me," I thought. Just as I was about to take a bite, I felt a gush of wind pass right by me and for a split second, my pop tart in my hand was gone.
Confused and befuddled about where my pastry treat could have gone since it couldn't have grown legs and walk off on its own. I then flinched not noticing that Pietro was in front of me leaning on the counter, and of course, eating my pop tart.
"Aw thanks, Y/N how did you know I was hungry," He said with a smug smirk on his face while taking a bite leaving crumbs on his 'so-called scruffy man beard'.
This made me upset but it hasn't been the first time. Having to live with Pietro in the tower has been torture for a year now. He has always found a way to annoy me or push my buttons and he has certainly had today with taking away my pop tart from me, considering it was the last one from the box.
"I didn't and that was the last one from the box," I said through my gritted teeth.
"Well, you know what they say, 'finders keepers losers weepers'.
"You didn't find it, you stole it."
"Aw, are you gonna cry since you lost?"
Usually, I was gonna come back with a quick response to say to his face but today I was not in the mood because I had two worse things to deal with: having my snack taken away from me and being on my period.
"Wow you're such a big boy, you won congrats," I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.
"You know you can get something better than a snack right?" He said winking at me.
I was not amused at his so-called pick-up lines. But I didn't let it show. Hating him was one thing, but having a big crush on him was another. I have to admit it, that silver-haired boy has got my heart racing like he usually does.
"I hate you." I put the plate down on the counter and started walking to my room.
"Love you too honey."
I shut the door and I can feel my face burning up. 'How can he be so childish yet so attractive at the same time.' I thought to myself. I went to my sock drawer and pulled out my diary which was a light baby blue journal and I opened it with the ribbon that supported where I left off. I then took a black pen from on top of the stand and started writing away. He always has me blushing and my heart fluttering. Considering his famous catchphrase is 'Didn't see that coming?', honestly that's how I felt when I was falling for him.
Guess you could say I'm a sucker for him. All the pages in my diary contained how I feel about Pietro and how he makes me feel. Of course, I couldn't show or tell about it. God knows how embarrassed I would be if anyone, including Pietro, had found out. I heard a knock on the door. I immediately put the book under my pillow and sat straight up in my bed.
"Come in," I said.
Walking in was Pietro. He had a small packaged silver wrapper in his hand.
"Oh, what do you want?" I said pretending to be annoyed.
"Well, I wanted to say I'm sorry that I stole your pop tart. So I went out quickly to the store to get you a new box. Wanda told me you were on your...um your," he chuckled nervously trying to find the right words to say.
"You mean my period?" I said, completing his sentence.
"A-ha yes that thank you."
He walked over to me and handed me the silver package.
"Thank you, you didn't have to do that," I said, opening it up.
"No, it was a jerk move of me to do that since you are not in a good mood "
I took one and bit it finally satisfied that I can finally have my dessert. I then gestured to give him one. He then pointed a finger to himself to make sure it was for him. I nodded.
"You can have the other too."
"No, you can have both."
"Well since you found it, you can keep it loser," I smirked.
"Thanks." He said taking one from the package and eating it.
"No problem."
Then awkward silence. I don't get it. Why was he nice to me all of a sudden? The only conversation that lasted for us was saying insults to each other.
"I don't understand. Why are you being nice to me all of a sudden, you never did that before."
"Well because you're on your...um woman thingy and Wanda told me that it can get you angrier than ever-"
"No. What's the real reason you're being nice to me?"
"I don't know," He said while sitting down on the bed next to me.
"I mean the first time we met in the woods when we're fighting, something sparked something about you. I wanted to get your attention. And I thought annoying you would keep me on your mind."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean your pretty and your quick insults have me feeling something I don't understand."
I turn to look at him, he does the same. I look into his ocean blue eyes. Oh, how he made blue my favorite color because of him. He put his hand on my cheek and started leaning in. I was a nervous wreck but kept calm. I tried to go with the flow, I leaned in too. I closed my eyes to take at the moment when all of a sudden I heard Wanda's voice interrupt.
"Пьетро! Помогите мне в чем-нибудь." ("Pietro! Come help me with something.") I heard what I think appears to be Russian, I'm not so sure.
I and Pietro both flinched.
"Приходящий!" ("Coming!")
"Sorry about that I gotta go"
"Yeah, sure no problem."
He then went dashing out of my room. He forgot about closing my door.
"Hey Pietro, can you-"
"Aw yes sorry, I forgot your door." He then closed the door.
I can't believe it. Pietro kissed me. I mean almost kissed me. I can't get too ahead of myself. But I don't understand, does he like me too or just playing with my feelings. I hope it's not the second one because I would feel humiliated. I felt stressed and overwhelmed, so I decided to take a nap to get away from those thoughts. Time passed and I had woken up from my nap. The thoughts of Pietro trying to kiss me keep replaying my head like a broken record. I'm trying to forget about it. I then felt bored. 'What can I do?' I had a thought in mind. I can rewatch '10 Things I Hate About You' God, how much I love that movie. Just the writing, the perfect actors and actresses cast for their role, the butterflies that it gives me, and practically everything about the movie.
It's my favorite next to 'Clueless'. They have three things in common. 1. They are both iconic movies and will never get old. 2. The so-called male antagonists are insanely hot. 3. And last, but not least the enemies to lovers franchise. I don't know what's up with me liking anything with enemies or lovers.
I guess it's because it can be possible to have such a strong tension yet be so platonic while having a hatred for one another, especially if one hates the other, but the other is the opposite. Or perhaps a little bit of both considering what just happened in my bedroom. I went out of my bedroom to go to the living room to turn off the TV. I then went to the kitchen to get a quick snack. I grabbed a bag of popcorn and a bowl. I opened the bag and poured it in. I walked over to the couch and jumped over it, causing popcorn to accidentally fly over on the floor, couch, and my lap.
I got up and started picking up the pieces. I then felt a gush of wind pass me and the bowl was gone. I then see Pietro behind the couch with the bowl in his hand and the popcorn long gone. I rolled my eyes. 'Seriously? Again? I thought he was done with that.' I thought.
"What's with the popcorn, you're gonna watch a movie?"
"Yea I was about to. Until you came and ate the popcorn." I said annoyed while still picking up the remaining pieces.
"How about we both watch a movie together? I'll make you another bowl."
I mean the offer sounded pretty good, so I couldn't say no to it.
"Sure, I'll pick the movie." I nodded and picked up the remote to get '10 Things I Hate About You' ready on the TV.
I then felt a gush of wind and Pietro was sitting next to me with his arm over me. Feeling fluttery with this, I crossed my arms and legs to release any awkward tension.
"Uh Y/N?" I heard Pietro's voice call me.
"Yeah?" I said spaced out.
"What movie are we watching?"
"Oh right, sorry we're watching "10 Things I Hate About You'
"What's that about?"
"It's about this girl named Kat who's very... um, I don't know how to put it, maybe harsh when it comes to boys trying to hit on her or showing interest."
"Ah so like you?" He chuckled.
I chuckled along too. Boy, this movie night was gonna be fun.
"But that's not all. There's a strict rule in her house that her younger sister Bianca can't date unless she, Kat, herself gets a boyfriend first. So she has to find someone to be with. Then she meets a "so-called tough-looking" boy named Patrick. And they kinda are enemies, but it's Kat that just hates Patrick, he on the other hand is trying to push her buttons to try to annoy her, and throughout the whole movie, their relationship may or may not take a turn into something new."
"So like what I do to you daily? You know this movie fits our relationship very well just by what you're describing."
"How about we watch the movie and see if it does," I smirked while taking a piece of the popcorn from the bowl and popping it into my mouth before picking up the remote to hit play.
Time has passed. It's been 30 minutes into the movie. I turn to see if Pietro may have fallen asleep while watching it. I mean maybe romantic movies are not his thing. But when I turned, I saw him focused on the movie, not taking his eyes off the screen. This kinda made me happy inside.
I mean I never thought he would be interested in a movie like this. I then noticed his jawline, and how hot his 'so-called scruffy man beard' really was. It's really hard to hate someone when they are just so attractive. I was staring at him for too long when he turned in my direction. I panicked a little bit and turned my head back to the movie pretending nothing just happened.
"Are you okay princesa?"
That word along with his accent was just...wow. I mean it gave me butterflies.
"Um, yeah, yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" Adjusting my seating position to cross my arms and legs more.
"Are you watching the movie or me?" He chuckled.
"The movie of course," I rolled my eyes to seem annoyed but I was just trying to hide my blushing which already was hidden thanks to the dim lights right now.
I decided to reach my hand into the bowl for popcorn when I felt Pietro's too. We both looked at each other with no words. I immediately popped popcorn into my mouth trying to break the tension. I turned to him and saw he had a smirk on his face. 'Was that part of his plan?' I thought. I did my best to ignore what just happened and just continued watching the movie.
Time passed again and an hour later, we finished the movie. I couldn't stop smiling at the ending which in fact throughout the whole movie made me smile because it's such a good movie. I picked up the remote to turn off the TV. I then turned Pietro. He also had a smile on his face. ''Wow, he really must've enjoyed the movie." I thought.
"So...did you like the movie?"
"Yes, I did. I think the writing is original and creative."
I felt happy when he said those words, especially coming from a guy about that movie.
"But one thing I do have to say, I think I'm way better looking than that Heat guy."
I had no choice but to laugh out loud. I mean I did kind of hate him but he was pretty funny at the same time. And you have to give it to Pietro, his English is pretty good along with his thick Sokovian accent. It's just that his D's and S's sound like Z's. So when he's saying 'Didn't see that coming?' It kinda sounds like 'Zizn't zee that coming?'
"Pietro, it's Heath not Heat. Plus that's not his name in the movie, it's Patrick that's just the actor's name."
"Aw, right. But still, my point stands, I'm way better looking than that Patrick guy."
I chuckled and he joined along.
"Well, what was your favorite part of the movie? A favorite scene, a favorite character?"
"Well, I love the scene where Patrick is trying to hit on Kat in the parking lot and she shows who she is and that attracts him more to her."
"Ok, what about your favorite character?"
"Kat,"
"Why?"
"Well, she's very smart and doesn't fall easily for boys right away. And she has this spark in her that she doesn't realize attracts someone special to her. She's like you."
"So I'm smart but not attractive to boys?" I said, raising my eyebrow.
"No," He chuckles. "I mean that same spark she has, you also have as well that you don't realize attracts someone special to you."
"And who would that be?"
"Well, what if they were sitting right in front of you?"
My smirk dropped as I looked Pietro in the eye. "What is he saying? Does he like me?" I thought. There was a moment of silence. He then placed his hand on my cheek and leaned in slowly. "Ok Y/N, you can do this. You did this before, well almost." I thought. I lean in as well. I close my eyes to take at the moment as I did before. Just as our lips were about to touch, I heard Bruce's voice.
"Y/N! Can you come down? I need you."
I and Pietro both flinched. We both awkwardly laughed. I got up from the couch.
"I'm sorry, Bruce needs me."
"No, no it's not a problem go help him."
"Uhh, thanks for watching '10 Things I Hate About You' with me."
"Sure no problem. I would love to watch another movie with you sometime."
"Thank you. I would love that as well. I'll be downstairs if you need me."
"Ok." He waved at me. I did the same back.
As I'm walking towards the basement, I'm getting frustrated with the kissing part. I mean every time we're almost about to kiss, there's always someone saying something or interrupting the moment. And I don't know for sure if Pietro actually has feelings for me or just playing with me. I tried to get rid of those thoughts when I approach Bruce in the basement.
"Hi, Bruce, what's up?"
"Oh hey Y/N. I need your help with something."
"Um sure, what do you need help with."
"Well I'm working as a mechanic right now and I need a second person to help me pass the tools because I need both hands to focus. I'll just tell you which tools to pass on."
"Ok got it."
"Ok thanks, Y/N.
"Anytime."
I walked over to the box of tools and started giving the tools as he asked for. Time went by and he's finally finished with his project.
"Ok, I'm all set. Again, Y/N thanks for your help."
"No problem."
I then went into my back pocket to grab my phone to check the time only to find it's not there. 'That's weird. I could have sworn that I just had it." I thought. As I'm looking around the tables and by the tools to make sure that didn't I leave it by it, Bruce noticed me looking around.
"Is everything alright Y/N?"
"Yeah, it's just that I can't find my phone I thought I had it in my back pocket."
"Well, where's the last time you had it?"
"I believe the last time I had it was when I was upstairs in the living room watching a movie with Pietro and-"
As I was about to finish my sentence I look up at Bruce with a big smirk on his face and with his arm crossed.
"Why are you smiling?"
"You were um," He cleared his throat to contain laughter. "Watching a movie with Pietro?"
"Yeah?"
"You were sure you were just 'watching a movie?' He said while making quotation marks with his fingers and laughing out loud.
It took me a second to realize what he meant.
"What? Ew no it's nothing like that."
"Are you sure you two weren't 'fonduing'?" I hear Tony's voice as he comes out too.
"You were listening to our conversation?"
"Come on Y/N, you have to admit the tension between you two is astronomical." Bruce pointed out.
"Yeah I mean one of you has to like each other."
I didn't say anything. I blushed. I then hear one of them saying "woo!"
"Wait Y/N, do you like Pietr-"
"Ok fine yes! I do like Pietro. I had a crush on him ever since the forest. And I want to tell him how I feel, but every time we almost kiss each other, I don't know if he's playing with my feelings or not because I like him." As I got those words out, I put my hand over my mouth just realizing what I said.
I looked at the two boys and Bruce had his jaw dropped open. Tony on the other hand was smirking and chuckling then laughed.
"Well Bruce, I think you have the answer to your question." Tony spoke up, breaking the silence that felt like it went on forever.
"Wait, wait, you two almost kissed?" Bruce asked, completely confused.
"Yeah, two times. The first in my bedroom and a half an hour ago upstairs in the living room."
"Does he show interest in you?"
"Yeah, I mean he tells me his feelings of when he first saw me in the forest and when we were watching "10 Things I Hate About You," he said that Kat was a lot like me. That I have this spark that can attract someone special to me that I don't realize. But they're just words, anybody can lie with words." I crossed my arms looking down on my feet.
Bruce approached me and put his hand on my shoulder making me look at him. When I look him in the eye, his soft voice speaks out.
"Y/N, if you think that Pietro likes you and you like him, let him know before it's too late."
"You think so?"
"Yeah, I don't think Pietro is the one to play with someone's feelings. Which if he does to you or hurts you in any way, I'll kill him." Tony said with a very turn concerned look on his face while pointing at me.
The three of us just laugh together. I appreciate Tony looking out for me. I mean everyone had to, including Natasha, since she was tough. (And Wanda too even though she's still young.) To him, I'm like his daughter, which I would love to be Morgan's older sister since she's so sweet and cute. (And can't forget Peter too since Tony treats him like his son too.)
"Thanks for looking out for me Tony, and you too Bruce I appreciate it."
"Anytime kiddo." Tony pats my shoulder.
"Well, I'm going upstairs to find my phone. I might go to sleep, goodnight guys."
"Ok sleep tight," Bruce called out
"Have a good night." Tony did the same."
I wave to them as I'm going up the stairs. But I decided to keep Bruce's and Tony's advice in mind. I mean I need to free these feelings I have of him like a butterfly when they are trapped in a cocoon. I don't want to wait until something bad happens to either me or him and that we regret saying hurtful things to each other. I walk back to the living room and go to the couch to see if I dropped my phone there. It isn't there. "Well, I must've left in my bedroom then." I thought. I walked to my bedroom door and was about to open it when I noticed that it was slightly opened. I was really confused. "Did I accidentally leave it slightly opened?" I thought. I open the door and to my surprise Pietro is on my bed with my phone beside him and in horror, reading my diary. I opened my mouth and tried to say something but nothing came out. Then Pietro glances at me and then jumps off my bed now realizing that I was standing there.
"Y/N, I-"
"You read my diary?" Tears are now coming to my eyes.
I can't believe it. The guy I first hated, had a crush on, started to become friends with was reading my diary. I felt betrayed that he would do that.
"No, no Y/N listen to me. I didn't mean to finish your journal, I just meant to return your phone to your room when I noticed this little book peeking out of your pillow."
"Oh! So you went through my phone as well?"
"What? No! I didn't go through your phone at all. I just went to your room to drop it off." Pietro was stuttering a bit while trying to explain.
"But you didn't deny that you just went through my diary?" My voice breaks as I'm yelling.
"Y/N-"
"How much did you read?"
There was no answer from him. All I saw was him looking down on his feet and fidgeting with his hands nervously.
"I asked how much did you read?"
"All the pages. From the beginning to where you last left off."
This is it. My nightmare came true. He found out how I felt about him. Well a nightmare to him was gonna come. I'm gonna kill him.
I walk up to him and slap him hard across the face. He was astonished by what just happened. He took his hand and rubbed the mark where I just hit him. It was red with my handprint on it. We had always hated each other verbally, but physically, that was a whole another level.
"I think you should get out. Now." I said sternly while walking up to the door and fully opening it for easier access to him.
"Y/N, can you please let me tell you how I-"
"No. Go now before I tell Tony what just happened."
"Well, you won't need to."
As I was about to open my mouth to call Tony, a quick gush of wind passed me and the door closed along with the lock sound clicking.
"Hey!" I was gonna unlock the door when another gush of wind passed me and Pietro pulled me to sit down next to him on my bed.
"Y/N, please give me a chance to explain how I feel or what happened."
I sigh knowing that Pietro won't stop bothering me to let him tell me what happened until I let him do it.
"Fine, but you better tell me everything before I get Bruce to throw you around as he did with Loki."
"Ok, ok fair enough. So what happened was that when we were on the couch you know when we were about to kiss and Bruce called you downstairs, your phone fell out of your pocket. When I noticed, I tried to call you to let you know but you were already long gone, so I thought it would be best to put it in your room for when you come back when I went into your room, I put the phone on your bed and I noticed this little blue book from behind your book. I went to check it out and opened it and realized it wasn't a book. It was a journal, your journal with your handwriting in it. I wanted to stop disrespecting your privacy until I saw my name on it. So I was curious and started reading more and then I found out what you feel about me. And when you came to the room while I was reading, I was about to put it away. Listen, I'm so sorry I went through your stuff. I will never do that again." He said taking a deep breath from saying all of that at a fast pace even though somehow I could understand it.
I was shocked. I had no words to say at all.
"But Y/N, there's something I need to know." He said, looking at me with those ocean eyes.
"Yes, Pietro?"
"Is it true what you wrote in all those pages?"
My face was red as Visions. I didn't know how to say it. I wanted to tell him in person, not my peers.
"Listen Y/N," He said while putting his hand on my cheek. Now my face was getting hot and I think Pietro could feel it from his hands too.
"I may not be my sister. I can't read your mind to know what you're thinking about, but by what you wrote, I want to hear it. I want to hear the truth. Do you love me?"
I take a deep breath and finally can release the butterfly from that cocoon that has been cramped up in a tight space.
"Yes, yes I do love you." I look away, afraid of what he'll say. I was afraid that he'll laugh or be weirded out. I felt his hand cup my chin to turn to him and he had a big pure smile on his face.
"Well, that's good to hear because I do too."
I couldn't believe what I just heard. He likes me too?
"You do?" I said making sure I didn't mishear him.
"Yes, I do a lot of Y/N. And I can prove to you I'm not lying by doing this."
He grabbed my face and kissed me. And he kissed me with no interruptions. I was finally able to close my eyes to take at the moment as I was waiting for so long. I pull out of the kiss to catch my breath and I look at Pietro with a big smile on my face and his. A tear sheds from one of my eyes but not of sadness but joy.
"I hate you Maximoff." I chuckled.
"Aw, I love you too princesa." He said, smirking.
Ok, ok I guess, (nope I know) I am a sucker for him.
Cheater!Pietro Maximoff x gn!reader ||Angst||
Warning, TW!!: Cheating, mentions of su!cide and mentions of dr!gs
Also! @justfuckyouandleavemealone
Thank you for the amazing idea!
Finally home Y/n thought as they fumbled with their keys standing outside of their apartment door. They had a rather long and stressful day. The only thing they wanted to do now was cuddle with their boyfriend, which they had been thinking about through out the whole day. Oh and how they missed his snarky little annoying comments. In the end he always managed to make them smile with them.
"I'm on my way home Pietro!"
Was the last message Y/n had send Pietro before leaving their work place. But for some reason Pietro hadn't even read it. Usually around that time he would be spamming Y/n asking when they are coming or if he should speed over to pick them up, which Y/n always refused. They always preferred coming home and having Pietro greet them at the door. Also, with how fast Pietro went Y/n was pretty sure they would throw up on the way back home-
Like said earlier, today has been extra stressful. Y/n's boss seemed to be in a bad mood or something with how much he had bothered them today. It's not like Y/n didn't like their boss or anything like that, he just could be... Well, a little thick headed and very energy straining too. Overall, he was an okay guy. But on some days, it was just a nightmare with him. And it seemed like today was a day like that. Y/n would even have preferred to stay with Clint the entire day instead of their boss. Finally opening the door to their and Pietro's shared apartment they sighed a sigh of relief. "Pietro-" They started but noticed he wasn't even at the door greeting them. Huh weird They though. But shrugged it off, maybe he was just at the toilet? Or went out and send Y/n a message they haven't seen? Or left a note, he does that a lot too. Y/n shrugged to themselves as they slipped of their shoes and put their bag down. Making their way into the kitchen they grabbed a cup and filled it with water. Maybe Pietro was sleeping? I mean, he stayed up pretty late the last night as far as Y/n remembers. Quickly finishing their water they made their way to the bedroom. Wanting to surprise their boyfriend they tip toed through the halls. Until they finally stopped in front of the said bedroom door. "Pietroo- I'm home earlier toda-" They stopped mid-sentence. A gasp escaped their mouth. This couldn't be real could it? Hah Y/n you must me hallucinating Y/n tried choking back tears. There he was, Pietro... their boyfriend. Laying in their king sized bet. But not with them.. With someone else. Y/n's eyes were starting to fill with tears. This couldn't be true could it, must be a prank right? Jep all just a silly prank. Heh. Right on cue Pietro seemed to stir. He twisted a bit before waking up grunting and pushing of the blanket a bit. Which only showed Y/n his naked well trained stomach. That only worsened their thoughts.
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God they were a mess. Sitting in their new apartment drunk. Their head was spinning from drinking all that liquor. Maybe it was too much? Y/n sighed and gripped their pounding head. They were starting to remember it all.
"Pietro..?" They asked trying to choke back their tears. Their throat was hurting too, like someone was trying to suffocate them with a rope. "Wha- Y/n why are you home already- Don't you have a long shift today?" Pietro nervously looked around and started cursing under his breath. "I think. I think you should go Pietro.." "Y/n but- No. You should just go.." they mumbled under their breath. Pietro looked at Y/n with an unbearable expression.
After that everything went by blurry. The last thing Y/n remember from that day is. Pietro leaving with that person. And them finally breaking down after that
The following weeks went by with a flash. They hadn't heard from Pietro ever since then. It broke them, it was slowly eating them from the inside. Weren't they good enough? Did they do something wrong? Should they maybe have given him more attention..? Those thoughts were swirling through their head from time to time. It made them depressed, to the point they tried hurting themselves multiple times. And even had... Some pretty bad suicidal thoughts. Which lead them to this moment. Drunk in their new apartment, since they couldn't stand staying at their old one after what had happened..
"God what am I doing to myself.." Y/n slurred out slowly sinking deeper into their sofa. I miss him I miss him I miss him I misshim Was all that was going through their mind at the moment. God it hurts so much... They just wanted it to end. All the pain. "Pathetic aren't I? And this all over one guy.. Y/n get yourself together will you. This won't be the end... Hopefully." They kept on rambling and rambling until they eventually tired themselves out and fell asleep.
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Weeks had passed by again. Y/n was doing slightly better. They still haven't heard a word from Pietro though.. Even after all that. They couldn't help but miss him, miss all the things they did together, all those good moments they had. They kept telling everyone they were over him. But that was just a lie.. Walking down the streets on their way home. Y/n couldn't help but think of him again. He seemed to be always on his mind. Even at moments it seemed like where they had finally forgotten about him, he seemed to linger in the back of their mind. Always. Looking through the full crowds of NYC. Y/n could have sworn they saw a familiar face. The person that just passed them.. Looked like him. Their heart ached when he noticed a beautiful person who was smiling walking besides Pietro. Without thinking they turned around, but as quickly as they saw them. They were gone again. Pietro! Y/n thought while suddenly sprinting full on into the direction they saw him going. They ran and ran and ran until their legs started aching. Finally coming to a stop in a lonely alleyway. They broke together. Pietro.. Please, please just come back to me I'll do anything for you! Suddenly they felt someone place a hand on their shoulder. "Pietro..?" Y/n asked with their eyes fill of tears and a red puffy nose from crying. "Oh Y/n. I'm so sorry' A familiar voice said. Immediately recognizing it they threw themselves into the same persons arm.
"I- I just miss him so much!" "I know Y/n I know. It's all going to be alright now. Your big brother is back." One last tear escaped Y/n's eyes "Yeah... You're finally back now...
Zemo"
mcu quicksilver or xmcu quicksilver
Make Me Choose - mcu Quicksilver or xmcu quicksilver
yes i despise marvel as a company. yes i consume every piece of media they produce. we exist.
quicksilver isnt dead he’s just on the moon
pietro maximoff should dress like rocky balboa
currently watching Age of Ultron to get the Aaron Taylor Johnson content I need so badly