#quicksilver oneshots

[american-horror-whore]

Break up and Make out ☆

Peter Maximoff x fem! reader

Summary: Your best friend Peter comes to comfort you after a break up, but then things start to escalate

warnings: nsfw, smut with little plot, unprotected p in v, light choking

”Hey, hey, Y/n, it’s okay..” Peter cooed, pulling you into his lap as you sobbed. “That guy was a douchebag anyway,”

You called Peter after your now ex-boyfriend had broken up with you. It was a toxic relationship that had been going on for months. Your friends, family, even Peter had tried to talk you into leaving, but you didn’t, which ultimately ended in you getting your heart broken. Your ex was so bad that there were some nights where he would kick you out of the house, to which you called Peter. He came to pick you up every time, like a dedicated best friend would. Or maybe he thought of you as more than a best friend.

“I know he’s a douchebag, but I miss him,” You sobbed. Peter let out a heavy sigh, pulling you closer. He groaned softly as he pulled you to lay back on the bed. Your head was on his chest and his arms were around you, the position being slightly….intimate.

You sniffled, climbing completely on top of Peter. You straddle his waist, to which he pulls his hands back, stunned and confused. “W-Woah, Y/n-!” Peter exclaimed.

“Peter, I need you right now…please,” You whine, grinding softly against him. You straddled him tighter, nuzzling your face into his neck. His cologne filled your nostrils, so you buried your face into his neck tighter, looking for that hauntingly comforting smell.

“H-Hey, hey, Y/n. C’mon, babe. L-Lets just talk about this first. Hey, c’mon, Y/n…Y/n!” Peter finally shouts, startling you enough to pull away. He grabs your face, looking up at you as he breathed heavily. His fingers tightened against your skin as he quickly pulled you into a kiss. You moaned into the kiss, bringing your hands into his silky hair. He broke the kiss, grabbing your hips as he flipped positions so he was on top this time.

“I’m gonna rock your world babe,” Peter smirked, looking down at you. He positioned himself between your legs, tugging his shirt off. He threw it to the side and immediately start to pry off your shirt. You giggled softly, taking your shirt and bra off as he pulled his jeans down.

Soon enough, both of your clothes were strewn about on the floor. You took a deep breath as Peter grabbed his cock and positioned it outside your wet entrance. “You ready?” Peter asked considerately. You nod, bracing yourself.

That’s when you feel the first thrust. You let out a loud, sharp moan, gasping for air as your body writhed beneath his. Peter leaned down and planted slow, wet kisses along your neck and collarbone. His thrusts went deeper, hitting your g-spot harder as he noticed you becoming more comfortable.

“You alright?” He asked between grunts and moans. You nod, continuing to moan. Being under him, feeling his thrusts, his kisses. It was all ecstasy, blurring the lines of if this would be more a one-night stand. Peter’s hands made their way down your body, massaging your breasts tenderly. His hands trailed down your torso, tracing the outline of your body. Every aspect of you was perfect to him.

He continued to thrust hard, but also slowly. His warm hand made its way between your thighs while the other rested on your hip. Two of his fingers dragged along your clit as he continued fucking you softly. His free hand grabbed yours, pulsating against it gently as he pinned it to the bed. You moaned quicker, whining softly as you felt your orgasm building up.

“Peter!” You squeaked. He looked down at you in confusion and slight concern. “What’s up, cutie? You gonna cum already?” He scoffed with a smirk between grunts. You nodded, holding back moans.

“Well, in that case…” Peter smirked, moving his fingers around your clit a little faster. He thrusted harder as his fingers moved. He watched you writhe and moan and gasp with a smirk of satisfaction.

“Faster!” You beg, on the verge of frustration tears from your building orgasm. “Use your mutation!” You whine.

“Aw, there’s no need for that, hot stuff,” Peter chuckled, grunting as he gave another powerful thrust. “Us Maximoff men have the natural ‘need for speed’ during good ole’ sex. Or so I’ve noticed, at least.” He kissed you, his tongue moving around sensually in your mouth. You squeaked as he pulled away, your eyes rolling back into your head.

“You’ll be done soon. Patience is a virtue...” Peter cooed, pushing all the way inside you.

He buried deep inside your cervix, giving one last, hard thrust. He let out a loud groan, throwing his head back. His moan was shaky, paring along with your scream of pleasure. You felt him cum inside of you, not even bothering to pull out. Douchebag.

“See? Wasn’t that great?” He chuckled breathlessly, watching you pant and hyperventilate beneath him. He pushed some of your hair out of your eyes and cupped your sweaty face in one of his hands. “No mutations necessary,”

[tvbucky-blog]

Title: a good boyfriend

Pairing: peter maximoff (xmen) x reader

Words: 636

Warnings: None

Growing up was a mystery to me. I had weird lights coming out from the tips of my fingers, I was somehow able to read the minds of others around me. My parents realised that I was different at the age of 14, sending me to a boarding school at Westchester, New York.

A loud sigh ensues from my lips as I flip to the pages of my history book. I was going to fail so badly. History was boring and it was needless. Why did I have to learn about how my fore fathers messed up and why did they mess up to ruin my straight A’s?

“I see you’re suffering.” The professor leans against his wheelchair to look over to my book and chuckles. “You know I was there when this happened.”

“World war II? Damn, you’re old.” I chuckle.

“Almost impossible how rude you are to me.” He rolls his eyes playfully before Hank interrupts him.

“Hey Rosie, if I could just borrow the professor for a full minute?”

I nod, “Take him, he was distracting me with his bald head anyway.”

Hank lets out a loud laugh as the Professor gives him a sucker punch.

As soon as they leave, I start diving my head into the books again. Before being rudely interrupted by another idiot.

“Miss me, miss me, now you gotta kiss me.” My boyfriend yells as he zooms past the table.

Thankfully I was able to penetrate his weak mind and freeze him. I move him towards my table and seats him in the chair next to me.

“I would appreciate if you would stop messing with me and just sit there and give me support like a normal boyfriend.” I growl.

Peter cackles and shakes his head, “Well…”

“I mean you don’t see Jean yelling at Scott all day.”

“Well that’s because Scott doesn’t have an amazing ability like mine all he does is give people a death stare. Like a literal death stare. Like you’d die fro-“

“I get it, Peter.” I scowl.

“Grumpy girlfriend means Peter gotta go.” Peter says.

Before I could even hesitate to yell at him, he sprints off to harass other people. I frown angrily before concentrating on my notes.

“Hello.” Kurt greets, appearing behind me out of the blue.

I scream in horror as I stare at him in agony.

“Did I scare you?” He questions.

“Yes, Kurt! What do you want?!” I exclaim,

“I just wanted to ask if you have seen Peter but you are as tensed as a rock. I shall take my leave. How does Peter stand how grumpy she is?” He whispers the last part.

“Kurt, I can hear you.”

Kurt glances over at me noticing my anger. He disappears in thin air.

I sigh loudly realising none of the learning points were up in my head. I ruffle my hair in frustration before getting rudely interrupted by yet another person.

“WHAT?!” I scream.

“Whoa, you gotta calm down,” Peter mumbles. “Here, I made you some hot chocolate, you seem like you needed it.”

He sits by the chair next to me and stares at me as I take a sip from the giant mug he handed me earlier. The sweetness invades my mouth as the hot drink refills my energy.

“I’m sorry for yelling at you.” I murmur.

“I totally get it. You’re studying and you need a lot of space!” Peter smiles.

“I’m so lucky to have you.” I say as I stretch my arms.

“I know. I am pretty amazing.”

I lean over the table and give him a quick kiss. His eyes widen in surprise before giving me a grin.

“Are you lucky enough to give me another kiss?” He queries.

“Nope, unless you make me a sandwich.”

“Anything for my girl.”

[happyimagines]

Practice All the Time

Hey can you do a fic of (y/n) hanging out with Charles Xavier but Quicksilver getting mad and you get in a heated argument with him and he shouts "I love you" thanks much :-) :-)

(Hope you like it!)

Author: Sim the Bookworm

Focusing on the chair that stood in front of me. I managed to make it float off the ground for what seemed like a few seconds. Then I became dizzy and dropped the chair with a thud. The first thing I grabbed onto was the desk behind me.

“That was very good (Y/N). It stayed up for longer this time.” Professor Xavier told me. I rolled my shoulders back and straightened up.

“Thanks.” I focused all my attention back onto the chair hoping I could use my powers to make it float once again.

“Hey (Y/N),” I jumped and sent the chair flying back towards the wall. It would have broken with the contact but I managed to catch it. Looking over my shoulder, I saw Pietro smirking at me. His goggles were over his eyes and his hair was messy telling me that he probably just ran into the room.

“I nearly broke the chair!” I told him. He smiled at me.

“But you didn’t.” He pointed out. I rolled my eyes and focused on the chair. Using my powers, I pulled the chair closer to me and made it stop so that it was at least a foot away. A smile broke out on my face.

“By the way, wanna hang out?” He asked.

“I can’t. I need to practice.” I gestured to the chair that was sitting in front of me. The smile fell from his face and he nodded.

“Right. Later?”

“Definitely.” I assured him.

“Good. I’ll see you then.” He said before leaving. I smiled a little and made the chair float. Carefully, I lowered it to the ground so that it landed softly with no fails whatsoever.

Turning around, I looked at Professor Xavier who was looking at me in thought. I waited patiently for his reaction.

“Like most mutants, your emotions control your abilities.” He told me. I raised my eyebrows at him.

“Is that good or bad?”

“It depends on how you use to control your emotions. If you could control them when you’re excited or perhaps angry, it would prove to be good.” He explained and I nodded before I turned around to continue working.

Over the next few days, I spent my time in Professor Xavier’s office. It was good as I could control my powers more. However, it meant that there was less time for me to spend with Pietro. There would be times when we could hang out late at night, but the two of us would be exhausted from the day.

As usual, I was practicing on controlling my powers. I learned how to move objects larger than chairs, but it took more time. Instead of having Professor Xavier watch over me, I was by myself in the garden. I was moving the different sized plant pots from their spots and was focusing on one that was a few feet over the ground.

“Hey (Y/N).” I jumped at Pietro’s voice but managed to keep the plant pot floating.

“Hi!” I said as I lowered the plant pot back to the ground.

“Where’s Professor X?” He asked crossing his arms over his chest.

“Some sort of meeting.” I explained. He nodded. “Why?”

“Just, I wanted to spend some time with you.” Pietro shrugged his shoulders. “I mean, it’s difficult when you’re always practicing.”

“Sorry, but I’ve got a difficult power.” I told him. “It’s not like running.”

“Yeah, but at least I can spend time with you.” He snapped and I regarded him carefully. “I mean, all you do is practice! You don’t do anything else!”

“What do expect?” I demanded.

“I never get to see you because you’re always busy!”

“Well why do you care?”

“Because I love you!” He yelled. I froze and so did he. Pietro’s eyes widened and he turned around to run back into the house. Except I managed to close the door from where I was standing.

“You love me?” I asked, my voice squeaking. Pietro nodded and I walked over to him. “Why didn’t you tell me that sooner?”

“Why does it matter?” He questioned me. I cupped his face and kissed him.

“Because I love you too.”

[happyimagines]

Stealing Kisses

Can I have a quicksilver imagine where you keep feeling something on your lips and the next time you feel it you reach out and grab the person to find him kissing you and he gets really flustered and embarrassed about it and avoids you for a while then you do it back to him a few times because you've super speed too and he catches you and admit you like him too? Thank you :)

(Hope you like it!)

Author: Sim the Bookworm

Flicking through the different pages of my book, I was finished with it right away. My back was against the wall in the library of the institute and felt some brush against my lips. Looking around, I saw that the windows weren’t open and the door was closed. I was also the only person in the library.

Ignoring it as just a weird feeling, I looked around the library at other books. While I was looking at more, I crossed my arms.

Then I felt the same feeling on my lips. This time it felt weirder. I looked around and saw that there wasn’t anyone near me.

“Hello?” I asked looking around the library. I walked away from the bookshelf when I felt something touch my lips. This time my lips tingled and I ignored it and walked out of the library with some books and into Pietro. I nearly stumbled and fell backwards but he quickly caught me from behind. And it was in a way that he was holding me in a dip. The books were scattered on the floor around our feet.

“Hi.” He smiled at me.

“H-hi.” My breath got caught in my throat. “You, you mind letting me stand up?”

“Yeah, sure.” Pietro chuckled. I stood up and didn’t know what to say. “So what’s up?”

“I was just looking at books; I’m taking some to my room. You?”

“Just been running around, so nothing much.”

“Right, well, I’ll see you later.” I told him before scooping up my books and running towards my room.

After closing the door, I lay on my bed on my back with a book in my hands above me. Instead of flicking through the books and using my powers to read them, I decided to read it slowly. I had a lot of time to waste and I decided to spend it reading.

As I read through the third chapter of the book, I felt something brush against my lips. I sat up and looked around and stuck my hand in the air in front of me. I managed to grab the fabric of a jacket and saw Pietro. His eyes were open wide in surprise under his goggles. Before I could ask him what he was doing in my room, Pietro ran out.

I jumped off the bed and raced after him which was easy since we both had the same powers. The two of us had super speed so I was able to grab the back of his t-shirt. Pietro stopped and I didn’t let go of his shirt.

“What were you doing?” I asked him.

“You mind letting go of my shirt?” He asked.

“Yeah, I do. Because if I do, you’ll run. Now, tell me what you were doing.”

“I-I was kissing you.”

“Is that what I kept feeling on my lips?” I questioned. He nodded and I laughed. “Next time, tell me!” I punched him softly.

“You’re not angry?”

“You should’ve told me that you like me.”

“Who said I like you?” Pietro asked. I let go of his shirt and stood in front of him.

“You’re the one who kept kissing me.” I pointed out. Before he could argue, I grabbed the collar of his shirt and kissed him on the lips. I pulled away and smiled. “Now that is how you kiss someone.”