|| Do I post a list for who I ship with Pie, or am open to or nah?
I only ask cause yes, I'm still getting used to Rping here, not on fb, but i got introduced to some ships & connections I hadn't even thought of but now kinda love.
(Ex: SilverWidow, Pietro x Yelena. Also SilverSergeant, Pietro x Athena Grant. )
|| So, just straight up, my own anxiety to write & interact here is irritating the everloving hell out of me; so how do y'all recommend just getting over that anxiety? Ripping off the bandaid so to speak
Pietro and his sister Wanda had been in this group not that long after all this started. Pietro didn't like this group at all, they just gave him a bad feeling; to the point he's genuinely surprised his sister didnโt pick up on it.
Maybe it was the fairly fresh trauma of seeing their parents dying, turned into...๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ...that wasn't human โ but maybe it was because of this, that made all these red flags fly under the radar.
Pietro was laid out on the ground, a mixture of fresh and drying blood coming from a wound on his head.
As his vision begins to blur, and the edges of his world starts to go dark, the last thing he sees is his sister, ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข, screaming for him, and two guys holding her back from running to him, effectively pulling her away from him.
He tries to speak...but nothing comes out.
While he does understand why they'd do that, considering the bite on his chest, Pietro tries to communicate to them; to ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ, that he was okay. From his place laying on the ground, his chest pressed against the grass and dirt, his head turns to the side so he could try to make eye contact with her; stretching out his arm, fingers twitching, trying to get her to see he's okay, he's ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐.
Somehow, and he didn't know how exactly, but... ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ...he was still okay!
The next thing Pietro knows is a ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฑ pain in the back of his head, and finally... the darkness overtakes him.
What that pain was had been one of the men in their group hitting him in the back of the head with a rock...๐๐๐๐๐ฃ.
Yes, he'd been bit, but they'd left him when faced with walkers, hitting him once with a rock that left him temporarily incapacitated, and even though he'd fought back, and even made it back to their camp; he'd clearly been bit.
But he never got the chance to tell Wanda, or confront the men, before the bite had been noticed and the momentary relief he felt was gone seconds later, as he's tackled to the ground, before he can say anything.
It was this second much harder blow from the rock that'd knocked him out.
It's the pain that wakes him up, that makes him grit his teeth as he scrambles into a seated position. As his eyes scan the immediate surroundings, there's only one thought going through his head:
|| Would anyone be interested if I brought back my older oc? Marvel originally, adopted daughter of Natasha, sold from the red room to hydra, electricity manipulation.
( There's also a spn verse where she's a demigod, turned private investigator/hunter)
The bio's a bit old for her main verse โ aka marvel. But if I added her with that old bio, and the basics (till I can update the older one) would anyone write with her?
I attached her muse cards below the cut if that helps?
& for the record, her name is pronounced like โAva-Leenโ or Avie
He's scared, doesn't know what's going on, doesn't know who all these people who claim to know him are; he doesn't really know himself anymore does he?
I mean at least Pietro had figured out he had super-speed โ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ญ ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต? โ but he couldn't control it, didn't know how to turn it on or off, he didn't even know ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ he had it.
Whenever he tried to remember, it was just flashes, flashes of pain and dark rooms, but there was one girl he thought might've been Wanda.
At this point, Pietro was getting overwhelmed, reaching his limit. It was all so much, and he still wasn't any closer to finding his sister who'd brought him back.
So, yes, finding a seemingly abandoned hospital room was a godsend, even more so when his attempt at speeding into the room and effectively knocking over quite a few things didn't seem to bring any attention.
He was overwhelmed, and needed to hide; or wanted to hide at least.
He's so wrapped up in his thoughts, that he doesn't even realize there's someone else there.
