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zombie-hickey · 2 months
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[Crimson Silver]
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Peter Maximoff x GN!Reader
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Warnings: MDNI, Yandere!Peter, Murder, General Obsessive/Creepy Behavior
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Summary: Peter is just looking out for his best friend, right?
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He adores you with every fiber of his being, you're his best friend in the whole wide world after all!!! The speedy dork just can't tear himself away from you for a mere moment.
Your smile and laugh is like a drug to him, making him grin wide and he feels like he may just get sugar high from how sweet you are, you have him higher up in the clouds than any dessert or weed ever could... So, of course he gets a bit jealous when someone else makes you laugh till you snort - why wouldn't he be? It's no biggie. Doesn't mean anything.
Yeah, sometimes he scares guys off who wanna flirt with you - but he's just looking out for his bestie! That dude was baaad news, just trust him, he's a hero after all! Only ever has your best interests at heart. Promise.
Sometimes he follows you home but it's just to keep an eye on you for safety reasons. You have no idea how many creeps may be lurking around in the dark - it's a good thing your dear friend is Quicksilver himself!
Yeah, okay, maybe one time he snooped around your room while you were out and went through some very personal belongings... But it wasn't with nefarious intentions, honest! He just was bored and curious....
Okay, mayyybe he memorized where you keep your spare house key but what if there's an emergency? That's not creepy at all.... Nope. Just wants to check in sometimes - it's chill. Yeah.
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Red swirls around and down the sink drain, scrubbing his hands clean of the sin he just committed, heart pounding in his ears with a sudden rush he couldn't quite explain...
You had started dating some guy - just an average dude...
Peter told you over and over he wasn't good enough for you - the guy had a wandering eye... At least that's what the silver haired bundle of energy insisted. You just brushed off his concerns as being over protective, insisting in your trust in your boyfriend.
Peter was desperate, okay?
It wasn't meant to go like this... He was just trying to reason with the guy but this dude just - he wouldn't leave....
It escalated but it wasn't his fault!!! Honestly it wasn't!!!
He keeps telling himself that anyway, feeding his delusion in that he was in the right, that he's just looking out for you...
Until he can't pretend anymore that he's just being a good friend. He can't.
"Shit..."
It's a soft utter in the otherwise silent bathroom, looking in the mirror to see his own brown eyes peering back at him, they seem so much darker than usual... It's unsettling even to him, makes his insides clench and his stomach feel sick. What has he done? He's supposed to save people. What kind of monster has he become, so obsessed with you like some sort of lovesick puppy, a violent lovesick puppy.
Only one thing is for sure... You can never find out.
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dominos-palast · 1 year
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Pillow replacement
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Fandom: XMen
Pairing:   Peter Maximoff x gn!reader
Characters mentioned: Scott Summers, Jean Grey, Professor X
Used Pronouns: (they/them)
Warnings: none
A/N: In this story, reader is a psychic. They came from an isolated place and joined the school (here academy for some reason) not too long ago. They can use for example Telekinesis.
P.S.: This was written with a platonic relationship in mind, but you are free to perceive it however you like.
P.S.S.: This happens after the events of Apocalypse (2016) (Scott and Jean are teenagers and Quicksilver decided to stay at Xavier’s School)
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Summary: Reader can’t sleep without hugging something. When the other kids use all the pillows to create a fortress of pillows in the academy, reader has to improvise. Word Count: 4k
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Peter lay comfortably on his bed while reading some comic book he took from Scott’s room when he wasn’t around. He had his headphones on and was listening to Floyd at full volume. Because of this, he missed the knocking on the door.
He looked up and took the headphones off. “It’s basic manners to knock before you enter, you know?”
You rolled your eyes and stepped into the room, leaving the door open behind you.
“I can hear the music from over here. Why don’t you turn the volume down before you become mute.”
He furrowed his eyebrows, puzzled. “You mean deaf?”
You sighed at the realisation. Peter just grinned and slowly incorporated himself, leaving the comic and the headphones on the bed.
“Let me be. I’m too tired to think right now.” You pinched your nose bridge while still holding onto the door knob. Your eyelids were heavy from fatigue.
“Oh yeah, you weren’t around for breakfast. We should prohibit missions before 9 A.M.” He looked into the distance dramatically, remembering the many times he had been forced to wake up in the early morning hours to rescue civilians from burning buildings and such. Why couldn’t people blow buildings up in the afternoon?
“Why don’t you take a nap, though?” He ended up asking.
“That’s why I am here. The other kids are doing some massive fort out of pillow in the living room, and they took mine as well, and you know I can’t sleep without hugging something.”
“You didn’t fight for your beloved pillows? That sure is out of character.” He smirked teasingly.
“Last time I did, I ended up getting scolded by the Professor for sticking them to the wall with my powers. Anyway, would you lend me some-”
He grabbed the bag full of dirty laundry he had been leaning on. “Mine were also taken.”
You groaned displeased, and were about to leave the room when he quickly added, “You could use me as a pillow.”
You stopped in your tracks and looked at him, throwing a deadly glance. You saw him flinch.
“Nevermind, I wouldn’t qualify as a pillow anyway…huh?”
Peter didn’t know how to react to you dragging your feet in his direction. You took off some layers from your outfit and threw them on the ground without a care in the world. Then you climbed onto the bed. Finally, Peter snapped out of his confusion and smirked to himself, laying his head on the bag packed with laundry and spreading his arm so he could embrace you as you laid your head on his chest. You hugged his waist and put a leg on him, just as if he was a pillow. He looked down at you happily and made sure you felt comfortable. Then he squeezed you gently.
“I thought you wanted to hang me for offering you myself. You really must be tired to have accepted my request.” He admitted.
“I will hang you if you don’t shut it, speedy boy”, You replied, your eyes already closed.
He just giggled and rested his head on yours. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
“Didn’t you go get them?” asked Jean, already in her suit.
Scott replied in an annoyed tone. “Not in their room, and not in the living room sticking people to the wall. I can’t find them anywhere. Can we just go without them?” Scott groaned at Jean’s disapproving look. “I don’t know why the Professor insists on bringing them along. We already have you as a psychic.”
“Stop complaining, will you? Go look for them in Peter’s room.”
“They are the most antisocial person I have ever met, and you believe they’d be together in a room? We would have seen Peter flying off a window already.” Scott followed Jean to Peter’s room.
“Don’t be dramatic. They only have to get used to other people. They haven’t had it easy before coming here, after all”, she said.
But Scott wouldn’t take that as an answer. He still had bruises from the first time he had met you. Although he knew it had been his fault for pushing your buttons, you still didn’t have to throw him across the room in front of the other XMen.
Jean stopped in her tracks and pressed a finger to her lips, then opened the door to Peter’s room. Scott peeked inside. His mouth dropped.
There you were, Peter and you cuddled to each other, both sleeping peacefully.
Jean smirked, “I told you.” He glanced up in annoyance. “Let’s let them sleep. The Professor will understand.”
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homicidal-slvt · 4 months
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"That's Not Mistletoe"
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MDNI
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Peter Maximoff x GN!Reader
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Warnings: Very Vague Angst, Pure Fluff, Cheesy As Fuck
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Christmas time rolls around only once a year and honestly- that seems like once too many these days.
Missions, missions and more missions... God, life is a real kick in the ass, huh?
Then there's the holidays where things continue to be chaos and you just- miss your family. Miss what it used to be like as a kid before everything went to shit. Oh well.
"Damn, who pissed in your cheerios?"
You look up to spot the one and only Peter Maximoff, standing there with a bowl full of cereal munching on it with his hand- Seriously, has this guy never heard of a spoon?
Is he your best friend? Yes. Does that mean you also think he's a hype-speed disaster? Definitely.
"Just a little sick of listening to Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree for the umpteenth time."
"Oooo, someone's a bit grinchy."
"Yeah, well- it ain't exactly 'The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year' for me."
"Maaaybe, I can change that."
Oh, you know that look in those big beautiful brown eyes. Deceptively adorable but most definitely going to get into trouble.
Peter is both the smartest and dumbest person you know. He can be super intelligent and quick witted but also often doesn't think things through fully.
However, you can't resist that charming grin and flicker of mischief. Deciding to up whatever this is into a game- a challenge. Peter loves challenges.
"Alrighty then. Go ahead and play my Silver Santy Claus. Make my spirit bright and merry."
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You just lay pathetically on your back in the snow with the flakes falling on your face, not bothering to move at all.
"That is not how you make a snow angel."
"My bones hurt, Peter. You're lucky. Your speedy ass is warm by nature."
His eyes meet yours and there's something in the moment, his cheeks and nose ever so slightly red, snowflakes glistening in his silver hair. It looks like he belongs in a winter wonderland- genuinely got a bit of a cute Jack Frost look goin' on right now.
'Fwip'
Before you could stare too long in a silver blur he's abruptly flopped down into the snow by your side, star-fishing against the ground to make a snow angel, his foot nudging your leg in the process.
"Ah, god... Personal space, Peter."
"Oops."
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Highlight of the day so far? Peter unintentionally ice skating.
He rushes by you carrying the cold wind with him, which is very much not appreciated given you were already feeling like a total popsicle...
He made a major error though- the sidewalk was a bit icy in a spot and you watch him go flying across the ground, feet straight out from under the poor guy.
You watch as he ends up face down in a random pile of snow, luckily he doesn't seem to be too injured or anything... So, like any good friend you start laughing like hell.
"Holy shit, dude. You okay?"
"Yep... Just wounded my ego."
He simply brushes it right off and flashes a bright grin up at you, snow clinging all over his face, some flakes trapped in his eyelashes...
Oh shit- cute...
Little did you know- his whole chest swelled with warmth at your laughter. It was like the cold and busting his ass was entirely irrelevant when he saw your beaming smile. This is all he wanted...
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Decorating your room with Quickie? What could go wrong!
You stare at the stupid amount of silver tinsel just- everywhere. Like. He put it everywhere.
Because of course he went ham with the silver theme.
"We need more colors, Peter."
His elbow nudges your side as he comes to a halt by you, shuffling his feet and stuffing his hands into his pockets.
"Are ya kidding? I think silver suits you almost as much as it does me."
Your eyes glance down to realize you also got wrapped in silver tinsel as well, an unamused expression gracing your face as you look back up at him.
It is funny but you aren't gonna give him that.
"More color, Peter."
"Alright, alright... I'll go get the other boxes."
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Before you know it- you have gotten really into Christmas. It feels like you're a kid again, arranging the ornaments just so on the mini tree in the corner of your room. Everything else that happened to make you bitter towards the holiday fades towards the background.
Christmas is fun when you have someone to celebrate with.
"Look who's gettin' into the holiday spirit... Seems I really am Silver Santy Claus."
Your eyes roll dramatically as you turn to face a clearly overly-proud-of-himself Peter. You'd think he just saved a bus full of civilians with the twinkle in his eyes.
"Yeah, okay, Santa."
"Wanna sit on my lap and tell me what you want for Christmas-"
He was gonna crack a joke and tease you but had no idea where he was taking that and it also... Sounded a bit - well - yeah. An awkward pause follows and you can't stop yourself from laughing.
"Jesus, Peter. Stuff really just falls outta your mouth, huh?"
"The offer still stands."
Oh. Well now you're blushing. Not good.
He grins triumphantly rather than being embarrassed, instead just teasing the hell out of you anyway.
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The colored light twinkle so vibrantly around your room, it truly feels like a fantasy land.
Your gaze lands on Peter who looks to be just as enamored by the Christmas lights, the colors reflecting across his hair and basking him in the vibrant glow, little flickers of blue, green, red and pink dotting in his big doe eyes.
He looks back at you after a moment and it seems he sees the exact same thing happening to you, colors dancing across your face in a mesmerizing fashion.
He points up at the ceiling to draw your attention there.
"Well, would ya look at that... It's tradition to kiss under it, right?"
"Peter... That's not mistletoe. That's a piece of a tree branch from the yard."
Not another word is uttered before your lips meet his anyway under the Christmas lights, Peter was never one to waste time after all. Fingers clutching onto his fluffy silver locks with his hands rested against your back to tug you impossibly close.
You taste the remnants of various sweets on his lips, warmth blooming through your veins as you two part after a moment.
"Does this count as your Christmas gift this year?"
"Shut up, Peter."
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{This is so stupid but I wanted to write something for Christmas LOL}
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yes-divine-ruler · 1 year
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Morning Head - Peter Maximoff
cw: waking Peter up w a blowjob
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Peter slept so peacefully beside you, his arm tucked up under his head of silver hair, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, even, soft breaths passing through his parted lips. You propped your cheek up on your hand, your elbow bent, just to watch him. Before a devious plan crosses your mind.
Gazing down at the blanket as it drapes across his hips, you noticed the obvious tent in the front of his boxers. The sight alone had the heat rise to your cheeks and a soft groan escape your lips. It was already past your usual wake up time, and it wouldn’t hurt to give Peter a little push.
You reposition yourself between his open legs without waking him, and peel the blanket from his body. Your mouth begins to water just at the thought of the pre cum that was sure to glisten from the tip of his cock. You wondered if he was dreaming of you.
Beginning to pull down his boxers next, you stopped just as his cock sprung out and hit his stomach in a way that made your heart flip. Nestling comfortably between his thighs, you lick your lips in preparation for your next move.
You bring your head down to his tip, and test him by licking a stripe up his length. When he doesn’t stir, you take the entire tip in your mouth and begin to hum as the salty taste coats your tongue.
He grumbles, but his eyes stay shut. You continue your movements, wrapping a hand around the base and inching more of him into your mouth. You begin to bob your head, taking half of him at a time, making sure to slick his entire length in your saliva. It trickles down to your fingers, and gives you the lubrication you need to slide your hand up and down in coordination with your lips.
Peter lets out a raspy moan, his hips buckling up softly to meet your hungry mouth. You come up for air, and sink back down on him, removing your hand for a moment to fit as much of his cock as you can in your mouth.
Not taking your eyes off his face, you notice the way it screws in pleasure in his half awoken state, and soon his eyes slowly open. His lips curl into a smile, and a soft, but hoarse, chuckle leaves his lips.
“What are you doing down there?” He mumbles, not without tangling his fingers in your hair as you kitten lick his tip.
You flutter your lashes at him without a word, and dip back down to take him again entirely in your mouth. He groans louder this time, his head falling back to meet the pillow, and his grip on your hair grows tighter.
Your hand wraps back around his length as you continue to pleasure him, getting more aroused by the second as you feel his cock twitch in your mouth.
“Fuck, your mouth feels so good baby,” he moans, pushing your head down to swallow his dick whole. You gag at the sudden action, but close your eyes and savour the feeling of his swollen head as it nudges the back of your throat.
Your actions speed up, and with your hand following close behind your lips, you feel the muscles in Peter’s thighs contract. You can tell he’s close, so you remove your mouth from him entirely, and just use your hand to finish him off. It slides seamlessly over his length with the help of your spit, the squelch of its wetness circling the room.
“Oh shit- fuck- I’m cumming,” Peter groans, looking down at you as you stick your tongue out against his tip in preparation for his load.
With the final buckle of his hips, he releases all over your tongue, some of it spurting up onto your cheek. You moan softly as he undoes under your touch, riding his orgasm out in the palm of your hand. You swallow everything you can, and wipe the rest with the back of your hand.
Moving to straddle his thighs, you kitten lick the back of your hand for the rest of his release, and admire the fucked out expression on his face. He pants, with his eyes closed momentarily, before they open again to stare into yours. You grind up against him with a wiggle of your hips and he sucks in a deep breath at the sensitivity.
His hands plant themselves on your hips to hold you still, and he lets out another chuckle.
“Did you like that?” You ask innocently, leaning over and hovering your red and swollen lips over his. He nods, capturing your lips in a swift kiss.
“I can definitely get used to waking up like that.”
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yandereunsolved · 1 month
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⍣ ೋ Yandere Peter Maximoff ⍣ ೋ
"You can run but you can't hide, babe. They call me Quicksilver for a reason."
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multimusedreamss · 4 months
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Dᥲtιᥒg thᥱ Evᥲᥒs
Chᥲrᥲᥴtᥱrs: Kit, Kyle (pre & post death), Colin, Jeff + Peter Rᥱᥲdᥱr Tყρᥱ: Gender Neutral Aᥙthor's Notᥱ: This is a repost from my old tumblr blog @/mrs-darling that I had deleted a couple of years ago but still kept this, so I figured I'd share it again. This was also initially a request for just Kit and Kyle but I decided to make it ‘the Evans’ instead! I added Jeff for a laugh, it might actually be a terrible depiction but I tried. Wᥲrᥒιᥒgs: pure fluff & slight NSFW (sex mention & also drug reference because of Jeff)
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Kιt Wᥲᥣkᥱr
Kit is super domesticated with or without a significant other, so dating him would be relaxing but still fun
Most of your dates would take place at one of your homes
Whether it was a home-cooked meal that you both cooked together
Or a movie night with all of the sweets and treats that he picked up on the way to your house
Baking together whether it be cookies, cupcakes, cake, or anything really
He loves cinnamon buns though
So that was always a go-to
Drive-in theater dates
Going to the fair together
Kissing at the top of the Ferris wheel
After a while of dating, you’d moved in together
He is really affectionate
I’m pretty sure his love language would be physical touch
So expect to be greeted with a hug and a kiss when he came home from work and also when he left for work or just went anywhere really
Kit is a top-tier boyfriend
He always supported you no matter what you wanted to do
Whether it was a career path you wanted to take, going to college, writing a book, being a waitress, being a chef, having your own business run out of your home
It didn’t matter, you always had his support
He would never let anything bad happen to you
He would straight-up punch a dude if they ever laid a hand on you inappropriately
When he was in Briarcliff, you’d both write to each other as much as possible
You’d also visit as much as they’d allow
When he finally got out, he asked you to marry him
And you had the best wedding you could have asked for
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Kყᥣᥱ Sρᥱᥒᥴᥱr (ρrᥱ & ρost dᥱᥲth)
(pre-death)
Kyle is a literal angel
Baby would fall for you so hard so fast
You didn’t mind because you felt the same way about him
When you went to frat parties together, he’d always have a protective arm around you or hold your hand just so everyone knows you're his and none of the frat boys take advantage of you
He’d rarely leave your side at a party because he knows how frat boys can be
You’d do the cutest things together
Like building blanket forts and watching movies with a phone projector
Play board games together
Netflix and chill
Having spa nights occasionally where you’d do face masks and mani/pedis 
Of course, he would never let you tell anyone he enjoyed those things
Study together
Which usually ended in a small make-out session as a reward for studying so hard
You’d also do silly things together
Like putting googly eyes on everything in his frat house (it was totally his idea)
Trying new things together 
Like having him try a pottery class where he accidentally spun the wheel so much the clay flew off the table
Overall, dating Kyle would be so much fun and he’d treat you like an absolute Queen
(post-death)
You would have dated before he died
Dating post-death Kyle was definitely not the same as dating pre-death Kyle
You had to be extremely patient and understanding with him
You wouldn’t really go out on dates much in the beginning because it was hard for him to act appropriately
As time went on and he got better with going out, you’d go places like the aquarium or the zoo and he’d absolutely love it
Most of your date nights would take place at home
You’d build blanket forts and watch movies, just like you did when he was alive
You’d teach him how to bake
99% of the time the kitchen would be a wreck and you’d both definitely need a shower or bath because of how much of the ingredients got all over the both of you
You’d play games that were easy like Trouble and Candyland
You’d watch all the Disney movies and TV shows together
He’d give the best cuddles 
Baby boy loves his cuddles
Wow does this boy love you
He’d literally kill for you in a heartbeat
Totally die for you too
But you would never let that happen because you love him so much
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Coᥣιᥒ Zᥲbᥱᥣ
Colin is the sweetest boy ever
Like Kyle, he falls hard and fast
Probably even faster than Kyle
He’s literally a little puppy when you’re dating
Always ecstatic to see you and just wants some love (hugs + kisses)
Since he works so much, he tries to make as much time for you on the weekends as he possibly can
You’d go out to dinner at fancy restaurants
And do more low-key things like cook some dinner and watch a movie
Some nights he’d text you pretty late after he’s been working on a case for hours on end
You’d go over to his house to distract him and make his day less stressful
Because you always made him feel so happy and were a great distraction from his work 
Late nights on the couch, drinking beer and talking until the early hours of the night
Sometimes you’d both fall asleep on the couch with his head on your chest
Depending on what time he went to work in the morning, you’d get up early so you could have some breakfast with him
Don’t expect pancakes and eggs
It’s all about the bagels
But you can expect to have peanut butter, cream cheese, and jelly, Nutella, any kind of spread you can think of
He cares about you so much and would do just about anything for you
He’d go out of his way to make you happy with no complaints
Probably would tell you he loved you within 2 months on a whim without thinking it through
But you loved him too so it didn’t scare you away
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Jᥱff Pfιstᥱr
Dating Jeff could go one of two ways I think
The two things that remain the same are:
Doing lots of cocaine 
And giving lots of head
One way dating him could go is:
He’d probably not consider you his partner for like 6 months, if ever
He isn’t the most caring person, so don’t expect many praises from him
He might have Mutt send you some gifts here and there but he’d never do it himself
Maybe if he likes you enough he’ll send you flowers or something with a note that says ‘thanks for the bjs’ 
Don’t expect a sappy note from him
If you ever told him you love him, he’d probably laugh and do a line of coke and ask for a bj
After like a year of you two being together, he’d probably say “I guess I love you” or some shit
He’d probably secretly care more than he lets on
Definitely not a top-tier boyfriend but if you want some coke, he’d definitely hook you up for a bj in return
Another way it could go:
You give him the best bj of his life and he’s head over heels for you like a legit puppy 
He’d be begging you to come to the office for a line and also a bj as much as possible
Maybe if you’re lucky he’ll give you head (I said maybe)
He’d probably send you flowers that he picked out himself
Not just one bouquet
Like 20 to fill up a room in your house or your whole office
He’d get you a job where he works so that you can be together as much as possible
He doesn’t just like you for your head game
Probably says ‘I love you’ after like 2 months but by accident while you’re giving him head
Dating Jeff isn’t terrible, he does have a soft side that he only shows for you
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Pᥱtᥱr Mᥲxιmoff
If you’re dating Peter, you’re in for a wild ride
He probably does the dumbest shit
And you’d probably either join in or record it
He’s pretty funny, so you’d be laughing constantly when you’re with him
Sometimes he can get lost in his video games
So you’d have to pry him away, which isn’t that hard because he’s a puppy for you
He’d fall hard and fast
Of course, it’d fast
Literal simp
You cannot tell me this boy wouldn’t be a simp the second he saw you
If you’re at the X-Mansion with him and were both teachers, you’d constantly be getting into trouble with Logan and Professor X
Logan would be so done with your shit 
At one point he’d just groan and roll his eyes and say “Not this shit again” and light a cigar, pretending like he didn’t see a thing
Playing pranks on everyone from the teachers to the kids
The kids obviously love Peter so much and he loves them
So by default, they’d love you too
Peter would take you for runs everywhere
That meant you could go everywhere and anywhere in seconds 
Just not over the ocean, he’s not that fast… he’s tried
He’d take you to your favorite state
If you loved Philly cheese steaks, he’d run to Philly and get them for you
If you loved Chicago deep dish pizza, he’d run there and bring it to you
Definitely steal it all because boy is a kelpto
He’d literally do anything you’d ask in a flat-out second
Probably even do that before you were dating because boy was simpin hard
During the holidays, you’d go out and do all the festivities
Including apple picking, dressing up for Halloween, getting pumpkins, going over to each other's houses for Thanksgiving, ice skating around the winter time, spending Christmas morning together, being together for Hanukkah, whichever holiday you celebrate
Overall, dating Peter would be so wholesome but buckle up cuz you’re in for a while ride
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beanxemily · 2 years
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Y/n *taking down five guards*: I've got five, what about you Sam?
Sam *Panting*: I got six. Buck?
Bucky *Groaning*: I got four, someone check on Peter and Kate.
Kate *Shuffling with Peter behind the group*: We got McDonald's...
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mendesxruel · 2 years
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𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒚, 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚, 𝑫𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒚 | 𝐏. 𝐌𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟
summary: angst + fluff, mention of an argument with Pietro and how it sorts out later
warnings: mentions of arguing, mention of breakfast
words: 430+
library account: @lolaslibrary | marvel masterlist
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Cuddling was very special for you and Pietro. It brought you peace and quiet, and for him, it felt good having you in his arms, he liked the warm feeling of keeping you protected.
It had become a habit for the two of you since you moved in together. It was always the same way: after you two clean up from having dinner, you’d put on your favourite, most comfortable set of pyjamas, snuggle underneath some blankets and wait for Pietro to do the same and come hold you.
Although, this night was different.
You didn’t want to think about the arguing that had happened an hour ago, it had been too much, so you just stayed quiet, internalising your feelings. You had even forgotten what it was all about - you didn’t exactly want to remember it - you were tired and just wanted to rest.
You could see Pietro pacing around the rooms from the corner of your eye. Instead of a fast, impatient pace, he walked around slowly.
Tilting your head slightly to the side, you noticed the bitter look on his face. He unconsciously tried to hide his distressed expression by staring at the floor, and running his hand through his hair and face, with a million thoughts in his head.
His body wasn’t racing around, but his mind was.
You didn’t have a superpower to read his thoughts, but they were filled with regret. However, he was too proud to apologise, for now.
Later, when your eyelids were already feeling heavy and you felt very sleepy, you sensed Pietro’s presence beside the bed.
You swallowed your pride and gazed at him, but when you did, he was already heading to the living room. You realised he had decided to sleep on the couch.
“Babe?” you whispered, tiredly.
He turned around quickly, like all he wanted to hear was you calling for him.
As he walked back to the bed, you grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the bed with you, and he snuggled beside you, burying his face in your neck.
“I’m so sorry, my love,” he mumbled onto your skin before placing a soft kiss on it, “I’ll make up to it, promise.”
That was all he could say before falling asleep.
Both of you were mature enough and had stopped being stubborn, giving in to holding each other that night.
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The next morning, you woke up to breakfast in bed made by Pietro. After sorting everything out and him apologising again, you two went back to your usual routine: cuddling.
After all, you two loved each other, and that was all that truly, deeply mattered.
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its-really-dry · 2 years
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i knowwwww it's been a while- but hey. here's an incorrect quote to make up for that :3
wanda: alright detka, tasha and i will be home soon *kisses y/n*
nat: please behave *kisses them too*
y/n: but i can't be left unsupervised!
nat: that is true. i do wanna come back to a compound. peter? could you keep an eye out on y/n while wanda and i are out?
peter: i can't be left alone without an adult. mr stark said so
nat: again, that is true. although you are way more responsible than y/n-
y/n: HEY
nat: an adult should always be present
peter: correct
nat: bishop? could you keep an eye out on peter as he supervises y/n while wands and i are out, please?
kate: i'd need an adult-ier adult with me. i am known not to be the best babysitter
nat: okay then. sestera? could you keep an eye out on kate while she helps out peter as he supervises y/n while wands and i are out?
yelena: i would surely need a mentally stable person to keep me company while keeping order to this chaos?
kate: ok now that's just rude
nat: GOD *sighs* fine. barnes. keep yelena company as she assists kate, while she keeps an eye on peter who is supervising y/n
bucky: then how am i supposed to concentrate when i'm fixing my arm?
nat: YOU KNOW WHAT? F**K ALL OF THIS Y/N GET UP AND GET YOUR A$$ OUTSIDE YOU'RE COMING WITH US
y/n: yay!!!!!
wanda: *stops the wiggly woos and smiles as that was what she wanted all along*
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chaosofmanyfandoms · 8 months
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I've been watching a ton of Marvel movies lately and want to get back to writing a little bit when I can. Please send in requests! If I really like the idea, I might try writing smut too!
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My Hero - Peter Maximoff X GN Reader
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Title: My Hero
Peter Maximoff X GN Reader
Additional Characters: N/A
WC: 653
Warnings: Arachnophobia (fear of spiders), Reader's gender is not specified, and that's it really
Peter was just relaxing in one of the living rooms in the mansion, playing on his Gameboy, when he heard a familiar scream. Shooting up and off the couch, Peter ran over, instantly making it to the kitchen entrance, seeing your frightened expression staring at something on the floor. Peter followed your line of sight and saw a small black spider.
"Peter! Please! Kill it!" You exclaimed, taking an involuntary step back as if it would bite.
You were trembling as the fear gripped you even stronger, watching the thing move around on the floor, crawling towards you. "Please!"
Peter smiled a bit, amused, but seeing the tears threatening to escape your eyes, he frowned before nodding.
"Yeah, alright. But, I'm not killing it." He spoke, grabbing a piece of a newspaper and a mug from the counter.
Walking over, Peter crouched down and quickly trapped the spider in the cup, sliding the paper under and picking the trapped spider up. Walking to the kitchen window, you shuddered away from the cup, eyes trained on the spider as Peter opened the window. Peter then shooed the spider out of the mansion, before closing the window, tossing the paper away in the trash, and putting the cup in the sink.
You let out a shaky breath, running a hand through your hair. You felt disgusting. You felt as if there were many tiny spiders crawling all over you and in your hair. You knew it was just your fear and imagination. Peter walked over and you backed away, eyeing his hands.
"Could... Could you please wash your hands?" You asked and Peter nodded, using his mutation to run to the sink, wash up, and back.
Bringing his arms back out, you sighed, immediately falling into his arms, feeling the tears well up in your eyes once more. He held you tight, patting your back softly until the sobs started to subside, allowing you to take deep breaths again.
"I'm sorry," You whispered. "I didn't mean to freak out like that... I just hate spiders."
Peter smirked and kissed your forehead. "It's fine, It's not your fault. It's the spider's fault for breaking in." He joked lightly.
You sniffled again and looked up at him, frowning slightly. "So you don't think it's weird? I mean I can fight bad guys but not a spider?"
He shook his head, reaching up to wipe your tear-stained cheeks with his thumbs. "No, no. It's okay. I think, even if you have a fear of spiders, that you are still very brave." He chuckled, nuzzling his nose with yours, "You're the bravest person I know."
You blushed, looking down. "Thank you, Peter..." You mumbled. "And, thank you for saving me, my hero."
Peter placed his hand on your shoulder, the other hand tilting your chin up, making you look at him. "No need to thank me, my dear. I'll always come to your rescue."
Even though Peter had spoken in a terrible British accent, your heart soared hearing those words, feeling warm inside. You gave Peter a light peck on the lips and he smiled and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close.
"Every time I look at you, I think I fall a little more in love." You muttered, snuggling your face in Peter's chest. "I’m so glad I met you.”
"I feel the same way. I mean, have you taken a look at yourself? You are gorgeous." Peter smiled and kissed random parts of your face as you giggled. "You're absolutely perfect."
You smiled, before placing a hand on Peter's cheek. "I'm so lucky to have you, Peter." You said, kissing his other cheek.
His smile grew wider as he pulled you closer and placed a soft kiss on your lips. "I'm lucky to have me too." He teased, as you gently hit his chest, pouting.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding... No one is luckier than me."
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❅ pedro pascal & oscar isaac characters ↳ including jonathan levy, steven grant, marc spector, abel morales, jake lockely, miguel o'hara, nathan bateman, dave york, dieter bravo, din djarin, dio morrissey, ezra, frankie morales, jack daniels, javi gutierrez, javier pena, joel miller, marcus moreno, marcus pike, maxwell lord, max phillips, oberyn martell, pero tovar, & tim rockford
❅ marvel ↳ including bucky parnes, loki, natasha romanoff, peter parker, stephen strange, steve rogers, wanda maximoff, kate bishop, frank castle & matt murdock
❅ misc. fandoms ↳ including american horror story, criminal minds, jurassic park/world, outer banks, pirates of the caribbean, teen wolf
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Don’t forget to say goodbye.
A/N: its officially spooky season!!! And I’ve decided to do a sort of kinktober/spooky fics for this month. I’ll be commiting to a story a week. So be sure to request characters, kink, and spooky creature. I’ll also be picking random notes where ive written down, a character pairing, a kink and a type of creature. 
This time it was, wanda x reader, ghost, and breath play. Enjoy ;)
Word count: 2k
Warnings: Alcohol, choking, hot wax, ghost/demon wanda, posessiveness, blood, bruises, swearing, smut, ouija board
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It is starting to get close to midnight, and they’re still not there. You had invited your friends over for drinks and for some spooky fun. Yelena had gone to pick them up like an hour ago, but had yet to return. You were pacing around worrying something had happened to them when the door flung open.
“We´re back!” Yelena stumbled in through the door with a bag in each hand. 
“I can see that.” You said in a dry tone. “What took you so long, and what's all this?” You pointed at the bags. As they hit the counter the sound of ringing from glass bottles hitting each other went through the flat, and so the mystery was solved. 
“You think we’ll need that much alcohol?” You asked as Thor wandered with yet another bottle of liquor.
“Oh no, this one is just mine.” He held the bottle close to his chest, directing his body away from you as you swiped your hand in front of him pretending to try and steal it.
“Well don't you think the ghosts would like some spirits too?” Yelena smirked. At the mere mention of a ghost, you could see Peter's face grow pale. You weren't entirely sure why he was here. When you had all first discussed doing the ouija board, he was clearly freaked out and if it wasn't for Thor insisting he’d come he would’ve more than likely stayed home. Steve wasn’t too fond of the idea either. He was steadfast in his beliefs that “ghosts don't exist”, and yet he refused to actually touch the board, only agreeing to watch the rest of the group play from afar. Thor full-heartedly believed in spirits and held no fear for the dead, only respect. You two had met through a Norse pagan coven, not many knew that this giant beefy guy was into crystals and worshipping the freja. 
The person you really hadn't expected this night, was Yelena's sister. Natasha had really just meant to visit Yelena, but since she forgot these plans, Nat was simply forced to tag along. She didn't seem to mind all that much. She found herself a beer and a comfy spot on the couch. 
You started setting up the board as Yelena handed out drinks.
“Are you joining?” Thor asked as he sat down next to Nat on the couch.
“Me? umm yeah sure why the hell not.” She leaned forward her elbows on her knees. Watching you light the candles, kneeling on the floor by the wooden coffee table.
“Well great we get 5 people after all.” You received a frown from Steve, who was walking toward the couch at a snail's pace.
“Alright! let's talk to some dead people.” Yelena sat down opposite you. Peter took the last spot on the couch, nervously holding on to a glass of coke.  Steve moved a chair to sit down in a corner he deemed at a safe distance.  
“Alright, everyone two fingers on the cup.” The original piece had been lost and so a glass replaced it. You started with the basics questions, is anyone there etc but nothing happened, which had steve saying I told you. You all sat in silence waiting for anything to happen. Yelena started talking out loud to any potential spirits, essentially just sharing her every thought. Natasha moved her pointer finger and placed it on top of yours taping them a few times. You smiled at one another, before looking back down. You tapped her back, but before Nat could respond the glass started moving. Everyone went silent, as it slowly moved across the board.
“Lena, are you moving it?” Steve sounded from the corner. 
“Of course I'm not fucking moving it, I was in the middle of telling a story and they cut me off.“ Her eyes were fixed on the cup.
It was just about to reach the word “no” when peter freaked and pulled away his hand, accidentally knocking over his glass. The loud bang made everyone jump and let go of the cup. But things did not quiet down.
“It’s still moving,” Yelena whispered moving away from the board. Everyone watched as it slowly circled no over and over til it all of a sudden went sliding off the board landing in Natasha's lap.
“Nope, I’m done ill be in the bedroom if you need me.” Steve left the room slamming the door behind him.
They all watched Nat where she sat holding the cup in her hands.
“Is this normal?” She asked turning to you. You only shook your head unable to speak.
“What the hell did you do to piss off the ghost Natasha?” Yelena laughed. 
“How is this funny?” Peter seemed to be on the verge of tears. 
“Peter you wanna go check on steve for me?” He took you up on the offer clearly needing a break The rest of you got back to the board. Natasha was now slightly hesitant to put her hands back on the board.
Yelena was the first to speak. ”Do you not like my sister?” She asked and sure enough, the cup moved to no. Yelena clearly found it amusing. “Why not?” She pried. and it started spelling something out, C…A…N… “Can't keep her hands to herself” Yelena exclaimed. “Wow, Nat did you just slut shamed by a ghost?!” She laughed. Nat was however not laughing. You both looked at each other in confusion. 
“I’m sorry Y/N I made you uncomfortable…” She started.
“What? No Nat I didn’t do that, you’re all good.” She seemed to believe you but was clearly still unsettled. Yelena caught the moment and was quick to follow up.
“You don’t like Natasha touching Y/N?” It moved again spelling out something new. T…H…E…Y…R…E…M..I…N…E 
With those words a shiver wet down your spine. 
“Alright, that's a bit much even for me,” Thor said nervously looking at you.
“Yeah, I think it's time to stop,” Yelena agreed. 
“Are you sure?” You were certainly creeped out, but also curious.
“Dude I don’t know much about this stuff, but that doesn't sound good.” Natasha swiped the cup off the table.
“I say we go out?” Yelena stood up. Most everyone agreed, wanting to get the hell out of your flat as fast as possible.
“Boys! All clear!” Natasha yelled as she walked over knocking on the door. The two peeked out confirming that you had fact stopped.
“You wanna come with us out?” Thor barely had to say the words before Peter was putting on his jacket.
“You coming Y/N?” Yelena asked.
“I’m a bit tired I think I’ll stay here.” You leaned back against the counter.
“I can stay with you, if you want?” Natasha offered, looking worried.
“I’m okay guys really just gonna watch a movie and then go to sleep.” You smiled trying to reassure them.
“Alright, but I'm taking this.” she picked up the board placing it under her arm. “Don’t want you messing around with that alone.” 
And with that, they all left. Were you scared to be left alone here? Hell yes, but something was urging you to stay and maybe that should have been your first warning.
You didn't bother blowing out the candles, they were black pillar candles that you had found in the flat when you moved in, and you found them quite comforting. You settled on watching The Adams family since it was just the right amount of spookiness for you at this moment. 
After a few minutes, your eyelids got heavy and you are just about ready to drift off when the film comes to a stop. You frown reaching for the remote with a groggy vision, attempting to press play over and over, but all it did was a load.
“For fuck sake!” You yelled sitting up, and the tv went out. So did the lamp lit in the corner of the room. You froze, eyes set on the figure that was standing lurking in that corner. You wanted to run but couldn’t move an inch.
The figure started moving towards you and it was like a spell broke and you quickly hid under the blanket, certain you were about to be murdered, but nothing happened. Just silence. Until you felt the weight of someone sitting down next to you.
“Come on now don’t hide from me sweet thing.” Fingers gently traced up and down your leg. Your cheeks became wet with tears as you prayed for it to go away.
“That’s not very nice.” The voice growled, ripping the blanket off you in one motion. You scrambled away til you sat back against the other side of the couch. Across from you sat a woman, with long brown hair and glowing red eyes. She had a mischievous smile on her face, as she watched you try to get away.
“Now now sweetheart I’m not going to eat you.” She giggled. “Or am I!” She launched forward, teeth clashing together inches from your face. The laugh she let was haunting nothing human about it. She quieted down and focused on your face. Her hand comes to your cheek, to wipe away a few tears.
“You’re so cute when you’re scared.” She whispered leaning forward only to lick a teardrop of your cheek. She moved away, and her fingers traced up one of the black candles. Her fingertips were black and you found yourself mesmerized by them as they danced over the flame.
“I’m glad you like my candles.” Her head turned back to you, a blank expression on her face.
“Yours?” you asked without thinking. She smiled dipping her fingers into the hot wax. 
“Yes, mine.” She tilted her head. “And now…” Her hand grabbed your face, her nails dug into your cheeks and jaw and the still hot wax burned your skin making you gasp. “...so are you.” She leaned down licking her lips, before moving down and pulling down your shorts. You stared at her nibbling on your thigh, surprised by the suddenness of her action. Red eyes looked up at you from between your legs before moving in and licking up your pussy. You let out a moan as she sucked on your clit. You hadn't meant to be so loud but the woman clearly enjoyed your response, sucking harder. You closed your eyes leaning back, only for her to stop. You felt her climb up your body leaning in for a kiss, you leaned in trying to deepen the kiss, and she sucks your lip into her mouth before biting down roughly on it. Once she lets go you taste iron, lip stinging. She’s quick to lap up the blood, before leaning in and whispering in your ear.
“Look at you letting your guard down…” her hand wraps around your throat. “...silly little thing.” Her grip tightens drastically, cutting off your airways. You struggle to try to loosen her grip, but she doesn't seem to notice, her smile is feral as she strangles you. Those red glowing eyes are the last thing you see before passing out. 
Your eyes fly open. The clock on the wall tells you it’s 4 am. You sit up panting and looking around, she’s nowhere to be seen. The tv is on once more and the credits are rolling.  The lamp is also on, and so are the candles. Oh thank god, it was just a dream you think to yourself. You turn off the tv and blow out the candles heading to the bathroom to shower and cool off before heading to bed. You hurry into the bathroom and lock the door still spooked by it all. You turn on the hot water and start to strip when you catch yourself in the mirror. You moved closer feeling the hair raise on your arms once more, as you stared at the bruise around your neck and the black wax going down your chest. You backed away from the mirror, and a pair of hands catch you landing on your back as a cold breath hits your neck.
“Oh good, you’re awake.”
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justalineinasong · 1 year
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Taking Requests!!
hi, so as a new written who wants to get foot in on fanfic tumblr, i wanted to take fanfic requests! so id love you to read my fandom list and then send any ideas or just prompts you wanna see. I write male!reader (trans inclusive ofc!!) and gn!reader, aswell as ships!!
Fandoms I Write For
(Fandoms i really wanna write for **)
X-Men **
MCU
Criminal Minds**
The Santa Clause **
Paul Dano character
David Krumholtz characters**
Star Wars
What I Write
I will write pretty much anything expect for smut at the moment, I'm new to writing and it just scares me! everything else in on the table!!
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kasdan · 6 months
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Watching Horror Movies Headcanons
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Pairing: marvel characters x gn!reader
Characters: Frank Castle, Loki, Carol Danvers, Kamala Khan, Bucky Barnes, Peter Parker, Yelena Belova, Matt Murdock, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff
Warnings: characters getting scared, loki and wanda being menaces, mentions of gore
𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆
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Isn’t really a fan of horror movies
Thinks a lot of them are dumb and don’t give off the scary aspect that they’re supposed to
Doesn’t get scared easily, but sometimes jumps at the cheap jumpscares and can’t help but laugh in the aftermath of it when he realizes how cheap the scare was
Lets you know when he thinks something is dumb or questions why it happens
Will go on about how impractical certain things that happen are
Ends up turning into a whole spiel on how none of the movie makes any sense and how it’s supposed to be a so called horror movie
Laughs way more than you probably should when watching a horror movie
Is astonished when you tell him that one of these movies is actually based on a true story
Convinced that they must have changed details from the original story in order to make the movie “more interesting”
Doesn’t go out of his way in order to watch another movie
Lets out a playful groan if you ask him to watch another one with you
Says he needs to be energized for it and has to make a pot of coffee before watching it to get him through it
𝑳𝒐𝒌𝒊
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Is curious to what the movie entails but the curiosity quickly turns unamused when he starts to watch a section of the movie
Doesn’t flinch or show any emotion when scares come onto the screen
Thinks the scares aren’t scary and the premise of the movie is dumb
Questions why you would ask him to watch such a ghastly movie
Is the type of person to want everyone in the movie to die, including the killer
Gives you a pointed look when the cheapest and worst jumpscare happens and after the killers origin story is seen and it is not great
Attempts to scare you the same way the movie had try to do by making the same props appear in random places
If you get scared he will tease you relentlessly about jumping at a scare he didn’t think was possible to get scared at
He continues on the scares for a couple days until one time you practically punch him in the face (from the scare of course no other reason) and he decides to stop with everything
You will actually never invite him to watch any kind of horror movie with you again
𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒍 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔
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Likes horror movies, but not the ones that have cliche stories and half assed writing
Watches a different variety of horror movies in order to see the differences each of them have from each other
If one is a lot like a different movie she won’t really like it, she likes how movies differentiate from each other so there’s new things to experience
Since she likes the uniqueness in movies, she doesn’t really like the movies that are a part of a series, especially if the series goes on for too long and the concepts in the movies are basically the same
Gets excited when a new horror movie is announced and she can’t wait to watch it and experience it
Is more of a horror movie critic than anything else and will say what she felt about the movie and how they could have made it even better
She doesn’t really jump or get scared at the scares in the movie and more so enjoys the plot of the movie instead
Wants to have you watch different movies that she really enjoys in order to share what she really likes in them to get you to like them too
𝑲𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒂 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏
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Is so scared that she’ll think of various other things that she “needs” to do in order to stall watching the movie
Gets all sorts of snacks and blankets ready before she eventually runs out of stalling tactics and reluctantly goes to sit down to start watching the movie
Ends up with three blankets covering her and half her face under them, only leaving her eyes peeked out from over them
Jumps over every slight movement and noise that she hears, either from the movie or from other things in the room
When the movie gets to a point where it looks like there’s about to be a jumpscare she hides under the blankets and you have to tell her when it’s okay for her to look again
Puts on a bunch of other (not horror) movies and shows on to watch insisting that you guys pull an all nighter, acting like she’s only doing it because it’ll be fun not because she won’t be able to sleep
Has to keep a light on in her room in order to be able to sleep
If you mention watching another horror movie she’ll probably just smile at you with wide eyes and come up with something else to do instead without directly rejecting the idea
𝑩𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝑩𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒔
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Isn’t the largest fan of the horror genre, but will try it out
Gets a little more triggered if the movie is particularly gory
Doesn’t like if the killer shows like they’re extremely sociopathic with no emotions going around murdering everyone
Would prefer to watch something less gory and a little more cheerful, but will still attempt to watch anything that you’re very excited to watch
Tries to get into the plot of the movie while trying his hardest to block out any blood or triggering scenes for him
Wouldn’t choose to watch a horror movie over a different genre he enjoys more, but he can see why people like to watch them, they’re just not for him
Finds paranormal movies the most interesting since there’s not a human “killer” that’s part of the movie
Learns more about the kind of movies surprising himself by actually finding them interesting, not expecting him to like anything in the kind of genre that much
Doesn’t get that scared of the movies, only jumping when he gets caught off guard at something
𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓
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Has his indifferences with horror movies
On one hand he really likes how certain horror movies are put together
But on the other hand he gets scared easily and has to prepare himself for every horror movie that he watches
Kind of like kamala he has to have many blankets on him while he watches the movie, keeping him comfort for when any of the jumpscares pop up
Distracts himself with a various amount of snacks so he doesn’t have to think much about what is going on on the screen
Whenever a person in the movie makes a dumb decision or is on the verge of doing so he’ll bring the blankets up further and repeat phrases on the line of “don’t go in there, don’t go in there” and “oh my god don’t turn around”
Will reference back to the movie if something happens and he’s reminded of it, purposefully skipping over the parts where he got incredibly scared in
Brushes it off like it’s nothing, but it will actually take a longer time for him to be able to fall asleep at night, every slight noise he’d be jumping up on full alert
He’ll have to tell himself that nothing out of the ordinary is happening and there isn’t a psychopathic murderer after him
𝒀𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒂
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Is extremely down to watch a horror movie, thinking it’ll be fun to try
Ends up jumping so high and letting out a swear at the first jumpscare in the movie
Has a look of shock on her face when she’s completely caught off guard at something that happens
You have to make sure she’s not holding anything heavy in her hand so she doesn’t end up throwing it at the tv when she gets scared
You don’t think you’ve ever heard her swear as much in one setting as she does when she watches the movie
Gets aggravated when she keeps falling for the same type of jumpscare and starts to scream at the screen at how they just keep doing the same thing and how dumb it is
Doesn’t really pay attention to the plot of the movie and ends up in a competition with herself on how much she can withstand the jumpscares
She stares at the screen practically unblinking so ready for any jumpscare that’s bound to show up
Jumps up out of her seat in excitement when she doesn’t even flinch at a scare that pops up, acting like she’s beaten a level of a game she’s been stuck on for weeks
𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝑴𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒌
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You know that he can’t see what’s on the tv, so you don’t really invite him to watch a horror movie, he just kind of joins you himself
You’ll be cuddled up on the couch watching a scary movie and matt will hear your heartbeat pick up and go to check on you
When you tell him you’re just watching a scary movie he’ll ask to join you and take a seat next to you
He can’t see the jumpscares coming and finds it amusing when you jump next to him
However if there’s a particularly loud part that comes out of nowhere he will get slightly startled by it
You tell him what’s happening when there’s no dialogue and you both end up making fun of what different characters are doing
“Wait why is she going into the shed? Shouldn’t she be trying to find a way out of there?”
He ends up having a good time even though he can’t see what’s happening on the screen and it becomes a tradition for you two to watch different horror movies just to see how the survivors attempt to stay alive in the dumbest ways
𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟
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Actually really likes horror movies, especially very suspenseful scenes and the adrenaline rush she gets when she watches them
Watches them for fun on her down time
Is excited when Halloween draws closer and a lot of people start to watch more horror movies
Will drag you to a movie theater to watch a horror movie
She likes seeing the scares on such a big screen, and how tense the room gets as everyone awaits for a jumpscare that they know is coming
Is a fan of some the classics and the effect they have on her
Doesn’t like to rewatch a horror movie that she’s seen before
Knowing when the scares are going to happen takes the suspense out of it for her so she’ll only rewatch a movie that she hasn’t seen in a while and she doesn’t exactly remember all the things that happen
𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟
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Would use the horror movie as an excuse to get close to you
The scares of the movie don’t really phase her, but if she does get scared she’ll laugh and play it off like it’s not a big deal
Finds it amusing when you jump or get scared at different parts
Will get a ton of blankets and pillows for you two to get the most comfortable with
Makes multiple attempts to try and scare you when the movie gets to a slow and quiet point
She’ll grip your shoulder suddenly and let out a scream in an attempt to try and get you to jump
If she succeeds she’ll end up laughing so hard, apologizing between the laughs but you know she doesn’t mean it
When she successfully does it three times during the movie you threaten to not watch any more movies with her in the future which makes her quickly apologize and say that she’ll stop and behave for the rest of the night
All in all she has a fun time watching scary movies, even if it isn’t fully the movie that has her in an excitable mood, and she enjoys getting to be able to spend time with you no matter what you’re doing
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Tis The Season
Wanda Maximoff x GN! Reader
Warnings: Violence. Death. Happy ending
Word Count: 8.8k+
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18+ MINORS DNI
It is just your normal day in the small town of Westview. Everyone was putting up their decorations. Everything was as normal as could be, just like every year. The kids were playing in the snow building snowmen with their parents or older siblings.
Y/N was walking through the streets with their younger brother Peter. They were meeting their friends at the local cafe for some hot cocoa or coffee. Whichever they preferred. But truthfully they just wanted an excuse to leave their parents and their seasonal madness.
When they approached the coffee shop, Y/N was instantly engulfed in a hug by none other than Wanda Maximoff. Y/N has had a crush on her since grade school.
"I thought you weren't going to come." She said as the rest of their friends smirked at their interaction. Everyone else knew about their obvious crushes on each other but them. Wanda and Y/N were completely oblivious.
"Of course I would come. It's just this one here was too worried about his appearance before seeing MJ." Y/N said as they all started to tease the young Parker boy.
"Well I am sure you don't have to worry about . I am sure that she likes you too." Yelena smirked at her friend as they all entered the shop. They all got their orders and joined a couple of tables so they could all sit together.
"So, I hear that the Harknesses are hosting an ice skating event on christmas eve." Pietro said with a knowing smirk aimed at Wanda and Y/N who were sat together.
"Yeah, that will be fun." Wanda cheered as a few of them agreed as Y/N just shook their head no.
"I can't rollerskate so I know I will be on my ass more times than I can count." Y/N said as everyone but Wanda laughed
"I'll hold onto you." She smiled sweetly at Y/N who went red. Lucky they could say it's due to the snow outside.
"It's ok Wan, you don't have to." They said shyly as Wanda held their hand and intertwined their fingers.
"I want to." She told them firmly. They all decided that after the coffee shop they would all climb up the hill that overlooked the small town with their sleds.
"Ok so two to a sled." Nat spoke up as Wanda instantly latched onto Y/N. Y/N sat down as Wanda sat in between their legs ready for Y/N to push them off to start. When they were gone it just left Nat, Yelena, Pietro and Peter.
"Do you think they will ever tell each other?" Nat sighed as she rubbed her eyebrow.
"I don't think so." Peter replied.
"It's really giving me a headache." Pietro said as they all agreed before heading down the slope. Everyone laughed as Peter and Pietro went straight into the Lassiter's snowman covered in snow.
"Are you sure that neither of you need glasses?" Yelena teased them.
"Everything is covered in snow. It is all the same colour." Peter whined as everyone laughed as they headed back up the slope. They decided to have races down to see who was faster.
"You do realise that the results all depend on the weight distribution and gravity." Y/N stated as everyone groaned.
"The nerd is here." Pietro teased as Y/N decided to pick up some snow and threw it in his face. Everyone erupted in laughter before they started to have a snowball fight. The sleds were completely forgotten about. The laughter and screams of joy were all that could be heard throughout the town.
When the sun started to set, everyone went their own ways home. Their parents or guardians had cooked them a warm meal to warm them up from being in the cold.
But what they all didn't realize was that this was the year that when darkness engulfs the town, evil roams the town.
Through the night walked an evil being with horns and long fingers. No one had ever seen its face. The eyes were glowing red in the darkness. Everything was still as the residents slept peacefully.
It approached the first house on the edge of town. The Lassiters. It flew gracefully to the roof considering it had been dormant for a quarter of a century. It approached the chimney and entered the house. It crept through the house to the children's bedroom. It looked between the two sleeping boys before it smelled the aroma coming from each. It then approached the one who had the most prominent aroma telling it that he was older. It snatched him from his bed and carried him to the window. His brother Timmy opened his eyes just to see his older brother being carried off into the night.
Timmy screamed, alerting his parents. They both ran to their room.
"It took him." He whimpered as he pointed to the open window. His mother went straight to Timmy to hold him as his father ran outside to see if he could find his first born. He alerted the town sheriff about his son's disappearance. The sheriff assured him that he will do everything he can to find the missing boy.
The next day, the Lassiters were in shambles. Timmy was frightened as he described the creature that took him.
"I'm sure that in a few days you will remember it properly." Officer Langden spoke as he tried to keep his smile off his face.
"No. It's what I saw last night." Timmy said frantically. "Why won't you believe me?" He asked them all.
"These creatures don't exist, Timmy." His mother tried to soothe him as he shook his head.
"Well it took him mama. It took him." He cried. Begging for them to believe him.
"We will be back when he is less frantic Ma'am." Officer Langden spoke as Mrs Lassiter thanked him and walked him out. Timmy remained sat on the sofa, snuggled in his brother's blanket crying.
Y/N and Peter woke up to the smell of pancakes. They both loved Aunt May's pancakes. They both raced down the stairs to the kitchen just in time for her to plate them up.
"Thank you." They both said as they kissed her cheek taking a plate each.
"I have work today guys so I am going to need you to help around here." She told them both. "Y/N, you still need to finish the garage and Pete please make sure to help them."
"Yes Ma'am." They both saluted her, making her shake her head at their goofiness. She was being called in because of an emergency meeting and the extra workload they would get since Mrs Lassiter wouldn't be in work until her son is found.
The police went around his friends to see if he snuck out but he was stuck in a leather bag, big enough to hold an adult male. It was old and bloody from the previous victims. Henry Lassiter was trying to get free but he was stuck on a butcher's hook. It was cold and damp where it held its victims. To keep them fresh before it feasts on their organs. It would start with the heart. It thought that the heart tasted it's best when it was still beating.
Y/N was startled when the gang and Peter walked in as they were moving the tools around after building the new shelves.
"Did you hear about Henry?" Nat asked as they all sat and watched as Y/N did their task.
"What happened?" They asked as they found their Uncle Ben's old tool box.
"His brother Timmy is saying some creature took him but I think he snuck out to the city to see that girl of his." Pietro said as he looked around the garage.
"A creature? That's absurd." Peter laughed with Pietro.
"That's what I said." Pietro said as they both laughed earning a glare from Wanda.
"This is a serious matter whether you think he's run away to the city or not." Y/N scolded them both. "So don't make jokes about it." They went back to their task as the two remained quiet.
"What is going on between you and Vision, Wanda?" Nat asked the brunette as Y/N tried to block out the conversation.
"Nothing is going on between us. He likes me but I just don't feel the same." She told them as Y/N let out a breath that they didn't realise they were holding in.
"So do you have your eye on anyone?" Nat asked her with a knowing smirk. Everyone wanted either Y/N or Wanda to slip up but neither would.
"No?" She answered well, more like a question.
"I'm sure that whoever you do like Wan will be honored." Y/N told her as they brushed off their hands as Wanda blushed lightly which never went unnoticed by Nat. Peter and Pietro decided to head inside to have a go on the xbox while the girls stayed with Y/N in the garage.
As the day turned into night, everyone retreated to their homes while the creature lurked in the shadows awaiting it's time to strike at it's next victim in the middle of the cold night before leaving them in the bloodied leather bag hanging like a butcher hangs their dead animals ready to carve limb by limb after skinning them.
Another day and another firstborn child gone. The residents of Westview weren't worried just yet. They were thinking that it's another teen who ran away to the city. But the residents don't remember it happening 25 years earlier.
Everyone was starting to get their christmas gifts as The Lassiters and The Moores were mourning their children. The police still thought that the creature was still a joke even though the Moore's youngest described the same.
"Do you think it's true about the creature?" Wanda asked as everyone walked towards the coffee shop.
"No." Nat laughed as they entered. "Of course not."
"But the first born are the ones that are missing." She reasoned with the three oldest.
"Wan, there are just two teens missing. They have probably run away." Pietro said as they waited for their orders.
"Piet. I'm worried about you, that's all." Wanda huffed as she walked away to the table with Peter and Yelena.
"But should we be worried?" Pietro asked the two.
"I uh I don't know Piet." Y/N said as they were unsure about this situation. "Maybe they just went to the city to see the lights. You know how boring small town celebrations can be."
"Well tell your girlfriend that before she opens her own case file." Pietro said as Nat smirked.
"One. She isn't my girlfriend. Two. She is just worried about her brother, that's all." Y/N told him as he huffed picking up his and Peter's drinks leaving Y/N and Nat alone.
"You do realise that the Lassiters and Moores are neighbours." Nat whispered to Y/N.
"I know." They replied. "Pietro is only two blocks away from them."
"And if it is true about this creature, he has at most a week." Nat stated. Y/N was starting to worry about their friends. They knew that something wasn't right with this town.
"Uhm, I have to go." Y/N said as the five pairs of eyes landed on their standing figure.
"Why?" Wanda asked with furrowed brows.
"I promised Aunt May that I would have the garage finished before she finished work today." They said as they held their cup in their hand and finished.
"But we were all going to hang out today." Pietro whined as Y/N smirked.
"I know but I promised her." They told him. "And I don't break my promises." They said as they left the coffee shop and walked home.
"What was that about?" Yelena asked as they all watched Y/N walk home. They were wondering why they were acting weird.
As Y/N entered the garage, they saw Aunt May admiring their hard work. There was space for her car and all of Ben's things were neatly organised on a new set of shelves that Y/N had built.
"It looks good here, Y/N. Thank you." She beamed at them as she hugged them
"It's no problem." They smiled. "You've been given more work haven't you?" They asked her.
"I have. The Moore's have been frantic trying to find David and Debbie's workload has been passed onto the rest of us." She spoke tiredly.
"You should rest Aunt May." They told her as she shook her head no.
"I have to go back to work and I need to check on you and Peter." She said.
"Peter's at the coffee shop with everyone." Y/N told her as Aunt May let out a breath.
"You know I love you Y/N. More than anything." She said as she pulled them in for a hug. "You will find answers in Uncle Ben's boxes." She whispered before she left leaving Y/N confused and intrigued. They wanted to find answers and they looked at Uncle Ben's things on the shelf.
But they didn't realise that Wanda was coming with Pete and Pietro. So as they sat on the floor of the garage with their Uncle Ben's boxes.
"What are you doing Y/N?" They heard Wanda ask from the doorway making them jump slightly.
"Just some research." They mumbled as they looked through old papers. Wanda joined them and looked at the papers over their shoulder.
"What are you hoping to find?" She asked them.
"Answers." They said as they put the useless papers in a pile.
"For?" Wanda asked as she watched them concentrate.
"The disappearances. May said to look in his old boxes for answers." They told her.
"So you think that there is something." Wanda asked them as they sighed, putting the papers back in the box.
"Yes. I do." They said as they grabbed another box. They didn't want to tell Wanda that they were worried for her twin. They didn't want to worry her more.
They kept on doing their research until after the twins had left and they kept coming up with nothing but a name.
Bobby Sinclair.
So Y/N decided to do some research and found that he lived just outside of town. It was already dark out and they couldn't wait for answers. They got their jacket and hat and made their way across town. The only lights illuminating the streets were the colourful Christmas lights that everyone had hung. People were out caroling like two kids hadn't gone missing. Kids having snowball fights or making snowmen. Everything seemed as normal as can be but everything was far from normal. These disappearances were far from normal.
Y/N had approached an old run down house. There were dim lights shining through the curtains telling them that he was home. They remembered Bobby being labeled as the town crazy but they had no reason why.
They nervously approached the door and knocked three times. It was probably a stupid idea but they had to try. They needed to make sure that their friends would be safe.
"What do you want?" He huffed as he answered the door with a loaded shotgun pointed at Y/N.
"Hi. Uh I'm Y/N Parker. I have been going through my Uncle Ben's things and I saw your name come up quite a few times." They introduced themselves as calm as they could considering there was a 12 gauge aimed at their chest.
"I remember Ben, he was a great man." Bobby spoke sadly.
"He was." Y/N agreed, thinking back to before he got shot. That was the reason Aunt May packed them up and moved them to this small town where they met their friends.
"Come in." He said as he stepped aside allowing Y/N inside. They were met by the foul body odor and alcohol as they stepped inside. Bobby looked around his property before closing the door behind them. He led them through to his dimly lit living room. They saw articles of disappearances.
"These are dated 25 years ago." Y/N stated as Bobby nodded. "How?"
"The disappearances happened 25 years ago too." He said as he poured himself a glass of whiskey.
Y/N looked over the articles and another name stood out. James Parker. They picked it up and recognised the picture from moments earlier from inside their Uncle Ben's belongings.
"Why is there someone called James Parker here?" They asked him as he sighed.
"He was Ben's older brother. He was Jack's best friend. Jack was my brother." He told the teenager. "After they both were taken, your grandparents took Ben and your father and moved to Queens."
Y/N was shocked by this news so the Parker's lived here before Aunt May had them move here. But Y/N also noticed how he said taken as they saw one article:
25 children disappeared. FBI and Local Authorities set up search parties but came up empty handed.
"So this has happened before." Y/N stated as Bobby nodded. They saw a picture of an old sewer entry. "So they never found any of them?"
"No. They closed the case after the new year knowing that they weren't going to find them. 25 families have gone on not knowing what happened to their children. 25 younger siblings got called delusional with wild imaginations." He said harshly. "Your Uncle and I were one of those children." He moved around and got a file of older paper clippings. "But I have been doing research over the years. It is a cycle. It's a quarterly cycle. It has been going on for generations." He said as he handed Y/N the older clippings. He was finally happy that someone believed him.
"Did you find out anything on where it would store them?" They asked him as he sighed.
"All I know is that it likes cold, damp and dark places. And there aren't many here." He sighed regretfully.
"What about the sewage systems?" They asked him as he shook his head no.
"I went down there myself and I came up with nothing." He sighed as they looked at a map of the Town.
"But don't these old towns have an unused sewer system? One that hasn't been used in centuries?" Y/N asked him as he smiled at them.
"You know your stuff kid." He smirked at them.
"I did my research on the place we were moving to." They shrugged. "But clearly not enough research."
"That's ok kid. Towns like this one have their secrets." He told them before he looked at the time. "You should head home before it gets too dangerous. I will work on getting the old sewer entrance location and we can hopefully work together on getting this thing."
"Yeah." They sighed.
"Are you doing this for anyone? A sibling maybe?" He asked them as they sighed.
"My best friend. Her brother is only a couple blocks away so maybe in the next few days it's going for him and I want to stop it before it happens." They told him
"Do you have an older sibling?" He asked them as they shook their head no.
"I have a younger brother." They told him and his heart broke knowing that if they don't stop it, they will also fall victim to it.
"We will get this creature Y/N." He reassured them as he waved them off. Y/N walked through the dark streets not realising how late it was. When they arrived home, Aunt May was sitting on the sofa, a furious expression on her face.
"Where were you Y/N?" She asked them sternly.
"I was getting answers about what is going on." They told her as she sighed.
"Who did you see?" She asked them.
"Bobby Sinclair." They told her as she sighed.
"Did you find anything out?" She asked them.
"It's a cycle. Every 25 years it comes for the first born. It collects one teen a night for 25 days until the day of the winter solstice.” They told her. She was shocked at their knowledge.
"We have to get you out of here." She said frantically.
"No. We aren't leaving. My friends are here." They told her.
"You do realise that it is coming after you." She told them as they nodded.
"Yeah I do." They shrugged.
"I can't lose you Y/N. You and Peter are my everything." She told them as they gave her a soft smile.
"If I have a chance of stopping this Aunt May, I will do my best to stop it. Before it takes my friends." They told her.
"But what if it takes you in the process?" She asked them as they shook their head.
"Then it takes me." They told her. "If I can protect my friends I would die for them." They said before they headed off to bed.
The creature was slowly approaching the next house for its next victim while Henry and David tried their hardest to get out of the leather bags but they were too strong. They both realised that this is it for them. The creature will come back and take them from this realm placing them in their hell. They were mainly frightened of the how.
Y/N woke earlier the next day to her the news of another disappearance getting closer to the Maximoff residence. They wanted to get to the bottom of this as they made their way across town.
"So do you definitely believe this creature story?" Nat asked them as she approached Y/N.
"Yes." They said as they entered the library. They went to the old news spread section and collected papers from 25 years ago.
"So don't you think it's best that we all leave?" She asked them as they shook their head no.
"You guys all can. In fact, take the twins too." They said as Nat scoffed.
"And what about you?" She asked them.
"I am staying. I am taking this thing down." They told her. Nat noticed their Uncle's name on the current article that they were reading.
"Y/N. This is personal isn't it?" She said calmly as Y/N sighed.
"I need to do this Nat. For my Uncle Ben. He saw it take his older brother when he was a kid." They told her as she sighed.
"Ok. So where do we start?" She asked as she sat beside them. Y/N looked at her confused. "It's going to be coming for Pietro, you and me before christmas and I am sure that I want to be there to eat my christmas dinner." Nat stated making Y/N chuckle.
The pair sat and read old articles all morning, ignoring the vibrations of their phones from missed calls from their friends.
"So there is an entrance." Nat stated as she got up from her seat to show Y/N. "It has a location too."
"Well let's go." Y/N said as Nat shook her head no.
"We don't know what we are going after. It already has three. There is twenty two left. Pietro is in a few days and we need to know how to kill it, whatever it is." She told them.
"Ok, let's go and see Bobby." They told her as she shook her head.
"They're the town drunk Y/N." She told them.
"Nat. They also saw it. They have spent their life trying to find it. He was the one who gave me all of this information. He was Uncle Ben's best friend." They told her as she sighed as they both got up and made their way out of the library. Wanda and Yelena saw them both from the coffee shop as Y/N and Nat walked well, practically ran towards Bobby's place.
"Why are they in such a hurry?" Yelena asked the girl beside her.
"I don't know." She answered her, confused as they watched the pair disappear.
Y/N and Nat raced across town and soon found themselves knocking on his door. He let them both inside the same as he did last night.
"Do you always answer with the 12 gauge in your hands?" They asked him as they followed him into the living room.
"More or less." He shrugged. "So who's your friend?"
"This is Nat." They introduced their friend who just waved shyly. "We have a location for the old sewer entrance." They said as they handed him the paper.
"That's great. We just need to know what we are dealing with." He stated.
"You don't know what it is?" Nat asked him as he shook his head no. "You have been researching this thing your whole life and have no idea what it is?" She scoffed.
"I'm sorry that I had inserted "mourn my brother" into my already busy schedule." He shot at her as she laughed. Y/N couldn't help but smirk at his answer.
"Do you have any idea who might know?" Y/N asked him as he thought for a moment.
"The Harknesses. They have lived in this town longer than most folk here." He informed the pair. "Ask for Agatha." He told them as they thanked him. "Also when you find out what it, come for me and we will take it down together." He told them as they nodded.
"So you believe this?" Nat asked, still skeptical about the whole situation.
"I do, Nat." They told her. "I knew my Uncle Ben lost one brother when my parents died but found out that he lost another. I just don't want this to happen to anyone else."
"Anyone else meaning Wanda." Nat smirked.
"Anyone else meaning Wanda, Yelena and Peter." They told her as she nodded realising it wasn't just Pietro in danger.
"Then why are we going for it? Let's just get out of here." She told them.
"And in 25 years it will be back and maybe it will be our kids in danger if we're still living here." They pointed out as Nat sighed knowing she wasn't going to sway Y/N from their mission that they took on themselves.
They gulped when they approached The House of Harkness. They always thought it had a creepy Addams Family vibe to it.
"This house always gives me the creeps." Nat mumbled as they approached the door. Y/N chuckled as they reached for the huge brass knocker and knocked. They waited for someone to answer but it was a big house.
"Hello children." Agatha spoke as she greeted the pair. "What can I do for you?"
"We've heard that you can maybe help us." Nat spoke nervously.
"Do you know about the creature that takes its first born?" Y/N asked her to get straight to the point.
"You want my mother but she isn't returning to Westview until the weekend." She informed them.
"Is there no way that you can call her? It's urgent." Y/N said.
"I'm sorry. But I can look through her journals and see if I can find what you seek." She told them both softly. "So come back in a couple of days. It will give me time to do the research."
"Thank you Ma'am." Both teens said as they walked down the steps back to the street.
"I just hope we can get it in time." Nat said, worried herself for Pietro. "Do you think we should tell them?" She asked Y/N.
"No. Not yet at least." Y/N sighed as they walked back to their homes bidding farewell. Y/N didn't want to give up so easily just yet because they want to get to the bottom of it before anything happens to their friends.
Over the next few days, Y/N waited impatiently for Agatha to call them. Tonight was the night it was coming for Pietro and they are afraid that they may be too late. They lay in their bed staring at the ceiling unaware of a guest approaching their room.
"Hey Y/N." Wanda greeted her best friend as she lay beside them.
"Hey." They said as their eyes never moved to look at the girl beside them.
"Why haven't you returned any of my calls?" She asked them to get straight to the point.
"I have been busy Wanda." They told her as she scoffed.
"With Natasha." She snarled as Y/N jumped to their phone as a social media notification came through.
"Do you think your parents can take you and Pietro out of town today?" Y/N asked her.
"Why? So you and Nat can have a date without the twins and children in the way?" She scoffed as Y/N laughed. "What?"
"I don't like Nat like that. She's like a sister to me." Y/N told her which made the brunette feel slightly better. "It's just there's this thing going on and I just want you two to be safe."
"So you do believe this creature story." Wanda stated as she sat beside Y/N who nodded in reply. "And you think Piet is next."
"It fits the pattern. I just want you to be safe ok." They told her as she shook her head.
"What about your safety?" She questioned as they chuckled.
"I will be fine." Y/N told her as she shook her head.
"It's taking the first born. In case you have forgotten you are a first born." She told them as they just shrugged. "Y/N this is serious."
"I know it is serious Wanda. It is very serious. It is the 10th December and Pietro is next Wanda. He is next and if he doesn't get out of town he will be taken and probably killed." Y/N told her sternly as they stood up. "Do you want that to happen?"
"No but I don't want to lose you or Nat either." She told them. Y/N just sighed before wrapping their arms around her.
"You won't lose us. We are so close to getting answers and we will take it down." They told her as she just nodded. She hated the idea of leaving them to take care of this.
"I'll see what I can do." Wanda told them. "But I can't promise anything. You know what my mum is like this time of year." They just nodded before they pulled away when their phone started to ring. Wanda watched as Y/N answered it. She soon found out that it was Agatha. She watched as Y/N moved as fast as she had ever seen. They also sent a text to Nat to meet at the House of Harkness.
"I have to go. But please do as I ask." They told her as they kissed her forehead before they left her a blushing mess in their room.
Y/N got there at the same time as Nat. They both sighed as they approached the door but before they could knock, Agatha opened the door for them and let them in.
"Did you find anything?" Y/N asked her as she led them towards the dining room.
"Oh yeah. I found something." She smirked as she showed them a journal. "It is Streega. It's kind of like a witch. Hunts on a cycle." She told them as they looked over her shoulder. "They store the food for days and have a feast on the 26th day."
"So you're saying that the others will still be alive." Nat asked as Agatha gave her a sad smile.
"No. Some would have died from starvation or before that happens, they could start their feast." She said.
"You don't sound so sure?" Y/N stated as Agatha just shook her head.
"No one has gotten close enough to even see what it looks like. All it leaves behind is a ripe smell of death in its wake." She told them both.
"Any idea on how to kill it?" Y/N asked her.
"It's complicated." She told them. "You have to get close enough to stab it in its heart with a blade made of raw iron."
"Where are we going to find raw iron?" Nat asked as Y/N remembered something.
Y/N sat on Uncle Ben's knee as they had found his knife collection. He decided to show them the collection.
"This is a collection made of raw iron. Passed down from generations of Parker's." He told them.
"Really?" They said with a wide smile.
"Really. So when I die these will be yours." He told them as he smiled at the case with a velvet lining.
"I know." Y/N said as they left after thanking Agatha for her help. Nat chased Y/N as they ran through the town. When they reached their house, they ran straight up to their room.
"What are you looking for Y/N?" Nat asked as she rested her hands on her knees as she caught her breath.
"The knife set that Uncle Ben gave me." They spoke from under their bed.
"And how is that supposed to help?" She asked them as Wanda walked up behind Nat.
"The blades are raw iron." Y/N smirked at the red head. "Hey Wan."
"We're not going anywhere." She said sadly as Y/N sighed. There were three knives in the set. One for them, Nat and a spare. They took one out and gave it to Wanda.
"It's raw iron. It can kill it if you can get close enough to stab it in the heart." They told her.
"And you expect me to do it?" She asked them wide eyed.
"Ok then. We will have a sleep over at yours. I will stay with Pietro and Nat with Wanda." They said as the girls nodded in agreement.
They all settled in the Maximoff Residence. They had all told Pietro what was happening which he wasn't phased at all. He never believed any of them.
"You do realise how pathetic this is?" He asked the three.
"This isn't pathetic Pietro. We are trying to keep you safe." Wanda told her twin who just chuckled.
"This thing isn't real." He laughed as all three of them glared at him.
"It is Pietro. I don't care what you say anyway, I am staying here." Y/N stated as they settled in the chair for the night. Y/N was starting to wonder if this was a good idea. They made sure they had the blade secured in their boot.
"Do you think they will be ok?" Wanda asked as she and Nat settled for the night in her bed. Neither of them could sleep.
"I'm sure it will be fine Wanda." Nat reassured her even though she wasn't sure herself.
"Isn't Y/N older than Pietro?" Wanda then asked as the pair sat up and they frantically ran to Pietro's room.
"Hey where's the fire?" Pietro asked as he rubbed his eyes.
"Where's Y/N?" Nat asked him.
"They were on the chair?" He said as he pointed to an empty chair.
"Fuck!" Nat exclaimed.
"They probably just went home." He shrugged as Wanda shook her head at him.
"No they wouldn't. They would have told one of us." She told her twin.
"You still can't say that you still think this thing is behind all of these disappearances." He told them both as they both huffed and went back to her room.
"We need to look for them Nat." Wanda said as she paced her floor.
"We have to wait until the morning. We don't know if this Streega is stronger at night or not." She told her as Wanda started to panic.
"Oh god. What if we're too late. What if I never get to tell them." She said as Nat rolled her eyes and stood up. She placed her hands on Wanda's shoulders to stop her movements.
"You will be able to tell them that you're in love with them." She told her. "We just need to see Bobby first and he will help us." Wanda just nodded as Nat led her to the bed. Wanda couldn't sleep at all that night. She was worried for Y/N. She didn't know where they were or how they were.
Meanwhile Y/N soon woke to the sound of David screaming as the Streega reached in his chest and pulled out his beating heart before his eyes. They realised that it was feeding on them 8 days after they had been captured.
They flinched at every crack and rip they heard coming from David's body. Every bite which sounds like a greedy man biting out of a chicken leg. This was the first time they were actually scared. They were scared for their life. Nat's life. Maybe Pietro if it catches on.
They searched their boot for the blade only to find it gone. They could feel their eyes fill with tears as this was the end for them. As much as they talked a big game about taking this creature down but they never thought that they would be caught.
As they listened to the thing eat its way through the flesh on David's bones. Wanda and Nat were restless. As soon as the day started, they raced towards Bobby's and Nat knocked on frantically.
"Where's the taller kid?" He asked them both.
"The thing took them." Nat told him.
"Do we know how to kill it?" He asked them as they followed him into the living room.
"Raw iron blade to the heart." Nat informed him as he nodded and took a blade from his own knife collection.
"Well this may be tricky to get close to it." He said as they both nodded. "But with three of us we will have an amazing chance." He said with a smile.
"Nope. Wanda isn't in on this." Nat said as Wanda scoffed as she glared at the red head. "Y/N would kill me if I let you go in there."
"We have to do everything to get them back, Nat." Wanda told her as Nat shook her head.
"The two of you are fucking oblivious." She sighed as Bobby watched the interaction between the two.
"What is that supposed to mean?" She asked her as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"The two of you. It's getting exhausting to watch how you love them and they love you." Nat blurted out as Wanda chuckled.
"They wouldn't love me like that Nat." She said as she shook her head as Nat sighed.
"Just think Wanda. Especially to these past couple of weeks." She told her as Wanda did. She remembered how Y/N hated hugs but they welcomed them with ease from the Sokovian. They always had a soft spot for Wanda and came to her defense whenever they had to. They always made sure that she was safe no matter what. They even tried to get Wanda and Pietro out of town.
"Do you think it was their plan all along to be caught?" She asked Nat as she shrugged.
"I don't think so. I think they wanted to take the creature down before it took Pietro but none of us thought that it would take them in his place." Nat told her sadly.
"We have to get them back, Nat." Wanda said as her eyes started to sting as they filled with unshed tears.
"We will Wanda." She said as she pulled her in for a hug.
"Ok we will have to come up with a plan. And we can only execute it during the day." Bobby told the pair as they got talking of a plan while Y/N tried their hardest to get out of the leather bag that was hung on a metal hook.
Y/N continued to swing on the hook hoping the bag would fall. Although they didn't know how far the drop was. They didn't care either, they just wanted out so they continued to swing as hard as they could until they heard a snarl and felt a blow which caused them to hit the wall behind them and fall.
Wanda, Nat and Bobby were walking towards the old sewer entrance. The three of them looked at it before they all used their strength together and opened it.
They all had torches as they walked through the unused sewer. It was cold, damp and dark. The smell was no better either. It smelt like Pietro's room after Y/N had been taken.
"It's here." Bobby whispered as the three covered their noses.
"It's going to take forever to find them." Wanda said as Nat held her hand.
"And we will take as long as we have to to find them." Nat said as they continued to walk.
"These old sewer systems usually have an octogonal passageway where it connects each sewer." Bobby informed them
"So do you think they may be there?" Wanda asked hopefully.
"I hope so kid." He sighed as they continued to walk along the never ending tunnel. Rats were running in the opposite direction, like they were running away from something. Wanda spotted something shiny in the distance. When they approached it she remembered it as Y/N's blade.
"It's Y/N's." Nat stated as the three of them looked at it.
"That means they are here." Bobby stated as Wanda put the blade in her other hand ready for when they found Y/N.
"Fuck." Y/N groaned when they made impact with the floor. They felt an excruciating pain up their left arm as they landed on it. "That's going to leave a mark." They groaned as they tried to move it but it only caused them more pain.
They tried to wriggle the bag open with their good arm to get out. They jumped back when suddenly the bag was ripped open and they felt cold bony fingers around their throat. They tried with all of their might to get it's cold hand from their throat but it was so strong. Inhumanly strong.
"Let me go." They rasped out as they gasped for air with their airways constricting due to the pressure that the streega applied to it. They completely forgot about their already broken arm as they punched and kicked the streega which then threw them across the room. "I hate christmas." They groaned as they managed to get into a sitting position.
"Did you guys hear that?" Wanda asked the pair as they listened again until they heard another thud.
"We heard that." Bobby stated as the three started to run to the source of the sound.
"Don't you think it is kind of funny that we are running to the thing that wants to kill Y/N, Pietro and I." Nat laughed earning a glare from Wanda. They hoped that they would get their in time before the Streega killed again.
As Y/N tried to get up, it struck a blow to their chest winding them. They soon ended up on their knees hurled over as they held their chest feeling the pain from the blow. They yelped as it gripped their hair and started to drag them to the table where it was still covered in the blood from Henri and David. Y/N tried to get free but they had angered it. They had fought back. Something that none of its victims had done before.
Before it could reach into Y/N's chest, Bobby fired a raw iron bullet in its arm. It yelped as it stumbled away from Y/N. He kept shooting it as Wanda moved to help Y/N up off of the table. Nat went to help the other teens down from the bags.
They all watched as Bobby got close enough to it and stabbed it in its heart. They watched as it screamed out in pain as it turned to ashes. Bobby stood there over the ashes as he had finally done what he had wanted to do all of these years.
"Hey, Y/N. You need to see a doctor." Wanda said as she looked at Y/N who looked out of it. She was worried about her best friend as she moved their arm over her shoulders causing them to cry out in pain. Wanda was extremely worried about them as Bobby walked over to them.
"Help Nat with the others." He told her as she nodded. "Come on kid." He said as he used their right arm and put it over his shoulders. He and Y/N trailed slowly behind the others as they exited the old sewer system.
Bobby and Y/N were falling behind as Y/N kept losing their footing and stumbling. When Y/N had completely gone limp he picked them up before they managed to reach the others as they all sat down. Bobby lay Y/N down as Wanda and Nat rushed over to them.
"I called 911." Nat said as Bobby nodded.
"Thank you." Wanda told him as he smiled at her.
"It was all them." He said as he pointed to Y/N. "They sought me out. I gave up but they made me want to fight again for Jack and those kids who were in our shoes." Wanda sat beside Y/N and handed Nat the blades.
"Yelena is on her way to take the knives home to keep them safe for them." She told Wanda who nodded. Y/N was out cold and Wanda was worried about them but soon enough those worries will be put to an end as they heard the sirens coming closer to them.
"You'll be ok Y/N." She whispered as she kissed their forehead.
The other teens were treated for dehydration since they hadn't been fed or drank any water in days. Meanwhile Y/N had fractured ribs and had to have pins put in their left arm. They had bruised lungs and a bruised back.
The Lassiters and The Moores were devastated at the loss of Henry and David. But the other families were happy to have them back.
Y/N sat on the hospital bed as Aunt May went to sign their discharge papers as Peter sat beside them.
"What actually happened Y/N?" Peter asked as Y/N turned off the TV. They placed the remote back on the side before shaking their head no. They didn't want to talk about it. They wanted to forget it all happened.
"I'm not talking about it Peter." They told him angrily as they got off the bed.
"I was only asking Y/N because it has clearly affected you." He said as Y/N just chuckled dryly. It was Christmas eve and their friends would be spending it with their families. They wouldn't get to see them until after Boxing Day.
"Are you ready to go home Y/N?" Aunt May asked softly as she entered the room. They nodded as they went to pick up their bag but Aunt May beat them to it. They walked out behind May and Peter towards the car. "Y/N is in the passenger seat Peter." She told him sternly as he huffed and got in the back with a scowl. Y/N struggled to sit in the seat as they were still in pain. They were healing but too slow for their liking.
When they got home, they just went to their room to lay down. They hated the memories of it eating David. They could still hear his screams and the sounds of his body being torn apart. They could still smell that awful smell of fear and death.
They wanted to sleep but they didn't. It was around 10pm and they decided to call Nat. They know that Wanda's parents can be strict on the holidays.
"What can I do for you Y/N?" Nat greeted them.
"I can't sleep Nat." They said quietly. Nat was shocked to hear them speak like they were so small and frail.
"What's going on Y/N?" She asked them softly.
"I can still hear them." They spoke shakily. "The screams and the sounds and the smell." They said as tears fell down their cheeks. "I can't sleep because I am back there everytime I close my eyes. There's no one to talk to without being called crazy."
"I know Y/N." She spoke softly. "I've seen the news."
"It's ridiculous Nat. They're saying it was an overdose that killed Henry and David and that the rest just wanted a place to party and get high before the holidays." They said as they sat up. "It infuriates me that they still don't believe us."
"I understand Y/N." She sighed and then she came up with an idea. "When are you going to tell Wanda?"
"Tell Wanda what?" They asked her, playing dumb.
"You know what Y/N." She scolded them as they chuckled.
"I'm tired Nat." They told her as she sighed.
"Well go to sleep." She suggested as they took in a deep breath.
"I can't Nat." They whispered with tears in their eyes.
"Well, think about the things you love the most about Wanda." She teased before hanging up. That was when Y/N decided to ask the brunette to meet them in the Town Square.
"Where are you going?" Aunt May asked Y/N as they put on their shoes and jacket.
"I need to see Wanda." They said before they left the house. Aunt May smiled at them as the door closed.
Y/N stood under the Christmas lights as they waited patiently for her. They smiled as she walked through the crowd of people. The snow fell perfectly as she walked with a smile on her face.
Their smile widened when she got closer. They admired how her eyes sparkled under the multicoloured lights.
"Are you ok Y/N?" She asked them concerned as she approached them.
"Yes. No. Maybe." They stumbled over their words. "I will be." They smiled at her as they tried to hide how nervous they were. "This is so hard to say."
"Just take your time." She smiled at them. They soon caught her family just beside the ice rink.
"I'm so sorry you're out with your family." They said with wide eyes.
"It's ok Y/N." She laughed which made them lighter. "So what did you want to say?"
"I uh well. I am in love with you. I have been in love with you for however long I can remember. And when I was there, all I could think about was I never got to tell you. And I need to tell you. Even if you will never feel the same. I just have to get it out because it's eating me alive." When they finished, Wanda just gazed at them with a fuzzy smile on her face.
"Y/N. I was worried that I would never get the chance to tell you how I feel either. You are my most favourite person in the world. My world literally spins for you and I would be so lost without you." She sighed before she reached up to cup their face. Their cheeks are cold from the winter air. "I am so in love with you too."
Y/N smiled down at her as they could feel their heart fill with joy. They both leaned in and let their lips meet in their first kiss. A kiss that sent warmth throughout their bodies as it became passionate as each second went on.
When they pulled away for air they heard cheering and clapping from their family and friends who had all decided to sneak out and watch as Wanda hid her face in Y/N's chest. Y/N rubbed their good hand up and down her back as she wrapped her arms around their middle. Just enjoying their embrace and happy to get all of that off of their chests after a hard couple of weeks.
They both soon joined their friends and families to celebrate christmas eve together. Everyone together is happy and safe.
"This is my favourite christmas eve." Wanda whispered as they watched everyone ice skating.
"Next year we will skate." Y/N stated as Wanda smiled up at them. They leaned down and gave her soft peck before they both opted to go for a walk around in the snow.
They had finally overcome every possible obstacle they could have ever dreamed of and only came out stronger.
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