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the next person i see calling quicksilver an Avenger gets a pipebomb in their mailbox
good afternoon lovely moots and oomfs!! ^^ peter gif of today for luckiness, i hope this bless your dash hehe:
sorry for seeming so inactive these days, i'm always appearing and disappearing, specially this last week because it was my last week being on vacation! today i'll make it up for u all by posting a peter maximoff fanfic yay!! (if u want to be tagged just comment down here) 💗 let's be kind and hope life be kind with us too!! <3
Getting into peter maximoff made my shoplifting like 10x worse, its a dangerous game...
But also fuck those big businesses do you seriously think im spending 10 dollars on a pin fuck you
Marvel Studios' Assembled: The Making of WandaVision (2024)
...my littlest sister is weird, man (and I love it)
Little soul
Warnings: none, just fluff :))
a/n: consider this my first Peter Maximoff fic
When Peter wouldn't find himself between chaos and saving lives on different spots at almost the same time, he could be found in the garden, lying in the soft, green grass, arms tucked behind his head, humming songs he'd listened days before, mostly with a can of '7 up' soda or a twinkie snack in his hand. Birds were chirping serenades while soft breezes of summer air combed the speedsters silver hair. Suddenly a small squeaky noise could be heard in the distance, catching Peter's attention. With furrowed brows, he scanned the green carpet of grass and daisies next to him; nothing. He sat up straight to look at further spots, to find the cause of that tiny noise. He got up, sweeping further spots with his gaze in the grass; this time with unusual slow and small steps.
"Oh? Wait, what's tha-.."
He muttered to himself, as he leaned down to spot a small, brownish creature with tiny paws moving helpless on top of the grass.
"Ohh...heey little dude..."
Peter cooed, picking up the small mole deliberately, eying him with slight fascination.
"Heeey, how are ya doin?"
His fingers carefully caressed the moles soft silver-brown fur as he seemed pretty calm in Peter's hand.
He walked to a nice and cozy spot to place him back down to a nice little pile of churned-up soil.
"Look little buddy, looks good for ya, huh?"
He asked but he soon realised a mole couldn't see anything at all.
He slowly put him back to the ground, as he saw how happy the little mole got to finally touch soil again. He blindly padded around until he found a nice spot to bury himself back into the ground; disappearing with a small squeak.
"Bye little dude..."
Peter muttered as he waved the mole a little goodbye.
He released a content sigh, yet he got a little sentimental about the small encounter. Animals truly were the most harmless creatures, if you'd handle them with respect.
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Just looking.
at the same damn time 😛