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bethsvrse · 2 months

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when I find a brilliant, jaw dropping, amazing x reader fic but suddenly I’ve been given a first name, last name, hair colour and eye colour

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incorrect-wandanat · 1 year

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Peter: Hey, mom, can you-

Nat: Did you just call me mom?

Yelena: He just called you mom.

Wanda, walking in: What’s going on?

Yelena: Peter called Natasha mom.

Wanda: Oh my god, Peter, you called her mom?!?

Peter: *nervous sweats* Yes?

Nat: DO IT AGAIN, I’VE NEVER FELT SO HAPPY!

Kate, walking in: Hey, moms, when are we gonna-

Kate:

Nat: MY BABIES!

#source: me bitch #spider family #kate bishop #incorrect kate bishop #yelena belova #incorrect yelena belova #peter parker #incorrect peter parker #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #incorrect natasha romanoff #incorrect wanda maximoff #incorrect marvel quotes #wandanat #incorrect wandanat #incorrect mcu quotes #wanda x natasha

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wh0re43van · 5 months

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I’m gnawing at the iron bars of my enclosure

#that’ll make your pussy throb #hey god its me again #evan peters #evan peters smut #ahs cult #ahs hotel #jimmy darling smut #kai anderson #kit walker smut #ahs asylum #ahs fandom #ahs murder house #peter maximoff smut #peter maximof x reader #quicksilver #quicksilver smut

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dissectiontime · 2 years

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self-proclaimed 80’s losers with good tasting music and undiagnosed ADHD my beloved:

#it’s very personal to me #like they thought they could have a tv/movie version of me and think I wouldn’t notice?#stranger things #stranger things 4 #eddie munson #joseph quinn #peter maximoff #evan peters #xmen #marvel #eddie munson x reader #peter maximoff x reader #t originals

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princessbellecerise · 11 months

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Y/N: So…what’s the tea?

The Avengers: *stares at them as a news segment of them accidentally burning down a building plays in the background*

Steve: Uhhh

Y/N: …

Y/N: It’s me, isn’t it?

#incorrect quotes #mcu #incorrect mcu quotes #avengers x reader #steve rogers x reader #peter parker x reader #bucky barnes x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #avengers incorrect quotes #I thought this was hilarious don’t mind me

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quickandsilvers · 1 month

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I have been thinking,,, non stop about that Peter Maximoff music ask,,, and like

Another song that popped into my head that apocalypse era Peter would use in such a scenario? Rod Stewart, "Do Ya Think I’m Sexy?"

Like,,, I'm sorry, are we gonna pretend that it's NOT a song he'd fuck to?

ALSO Dark Phoenix Peter! Another song that I think fits his vibe! Alice Cooper, "Poison". Like, it's just... it's got the edge, the sexy bass, the desperation, the... everything.

Hhhh,,,, I need this speedy silver himbo so much,,,, 😔😔😔

(Also the "bunny humping" description made me laugh, ngl...)

ROD STWART?! 100 PERCENT AGREED, ANON! ITS NOT AN OPINION ANYMORE, IT’S DOWNRIGHT THE TRUTH!!!

Alice Cooper is definitely a go-to for bedroom times with quickie, esp ‘You and Me’🧎‍♀️💕💖

Alright, here’s some songs i think would be playing whilst Peter x reader are getting it on:

-Hotel California- Eagles (maybe this is just a fantasy for me but… let’s dwell on it, ‘kay?)

-Kiss from a Rose- Seal (can you imagine singing along to the chorus whilst being drilled against a wall? HOH MAMA)

-Layla- Derek & The Dominos (a given. Someone suggested this before and it’s the nothing but the truth)

-Money For Nothing- Dire Straits (need I give an explanation? maybe a little too groovy for seggsy times with our speedster though…)

-Whole Lotta Love- Led Zeppelin (had to fan myself from the mere thought of this one,, goddamn)

-Stargazer- Rainbow (He’s totes gonna try and fuck you to the beat. And with the tempo of this song? Hoh’ boy, get ready to explain to Charles why you need him to lend you his spare wheelchair for a week)

-Lovin’, Touchin’, Squeezin’ - Journey (i think the name says enough)

-White Wedding - Pt. 1- Billy Idol (This SCREAMS dark phoenix peter)

-Hungry Like the Wolf- Duran Duran (honestly? I might as well add the entire Duran Duran discography to this mixtape. He probably plays this especially when eating you out and makes a lame joke about the song title before devouring you)

-Wham Bam Shang-A-Lang- Silver (you probably both belt this to eachother, maybe even pausing your fooling around just to have a little groove💕💕oh boy does this make my heart flutter)

-(I Just) Died In Your Arms- Cutting Crew (Peter added this thinking he was the romantic of the century. Like “babe, whaddaya mean it’s corny?”)

-Emotion Detector- Rush (thank you Geddy Lee for creating the song of the millennium🧎‍♀️)

-I Want to Know What Love Is- Foreigner (a classic. a staple for love songs in the 80s, dare i miss it out?? Also again, a very dark phoenix peter song)

-Sugar Walls- Sheena Easton (Peter only really added this to get a laugh out of you. He’s insistent on the fact that you taste sweeter than a twinkie..i wonder what walls he’s referring to, hm?)

-Slide It In- Whitesnake (c’mon now, what did you really expect,,, from a goof with the humour of a twelve year-old boy no less?)

-Flesh For Fantasy- Billy Idol (thank you our lord and saviour Billy Idol for the contributions to this mixtape, you never fail us)

Honourable mention:

-Carless Whisper- George Michael (Just like he did with The Cutting Crew, Peter added this under the impression he was the epitome of romantic. The deadpan/unimpressed look you gave him said otherwise. That was the first and last time Peter took seductive song suggestions from Deadpool.. why did he even ask??)

#totes not writing a fic on this (i am)#someone tranqualize me im taking these ideas and running with them #peter maximoff #quicksilver #evan peters #xmen #peter maximoff x reader #peter maximoff fluff #peter maximoff smut #xmen peter maximoff #evan peters masterlist #evan peters headcannons #evan peters x reader #evan peters characters #quicksilver smut

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ruerock · 2 years

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they dont want you to see nightcrawler (xmen evolution) and quicksilver (xmen apocalypse) in one room together because they would simply be too powerful

#i love creating content so specific it probably caters to like 1 other person than me #quicksilver #nighcrawler #nightsilver #x-men apolcaypse #x-men evolution #x-men fanart #xmen fanart #peter maximoff #pietro maximoff #kurt wagner #my art

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monpalace · 1 year

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When Pietro tells his lover what he wants to do while half-asleep. He wasn’t supposed to actually do it.

"I wanna have a pac-man machine." Pietro had admitted when his mind was finally muddled with sleep, his fifth day of hibernation after a particularly hard mission had taken its toll. His fingers had begun vibrating as he slipped deeper into the confines of his mind, only managing to keep them still enough to hold yours and not phase past the molecules of your hand. "I know you wanna put a tv near where I wanna put it, but we could put it beside it."

Sleepily smiling at him, you press a kiss to the boney area of his wrist. "Alright," you whisper back, not bothering to clear your throat when the gravel fills it. "We'll think about it."

You aren't given the liberty of opening your eyes on your own time when afternoon of the next day comes.

Pietro was relentless in his efforts to wake you up, pushing and shoving you from one way before speeding over to the other and repeating the action. "Babe— babe— babe!" He exclaims, words cutting into themselves as one thought process interrupts the next and the one before it. "Guess what I got!"

Knowing his impatience, you wrap your arms around his neck with as much strength you can muster so early into your waking and shiver when his frigid hands secure themselves on your thigh and neck. He doesn't speed as he usually would, but he does move at his most-certainly-faster-than-everything-else pace.

Setting you down comfortably on the living room sofa and wrapping you in a blanket in a way that you could still use your arms, Pietro speeds to the kitchen and brings out a poorly made breakfast tray.

"I know you said we'd think about it, but I felt like you'd say no so I got you something else to sweeten the deal."

"Was it this food or did you steal something?"

"Both!"

"Continue."

Biting his lip, Pietro holds up a finger and tries to say "give me a few seconds," before cutting himself off by rushing away.

When you pick up your fork, there's a large, thin box on the floor. When you stab a piece of fruit onto one if its throngs, a flatscreen tv with a jumbled mess of wires sat upon the wall. When you bring the fork up to your mouth, the wires were taken care of and out of sight.

When your lips part for the fruit, there's a pac-man machine beside it.

It was a reasonable enough distance to not be distracting or an eyesore, and the retro style of it matched the rest of your shared living space— but it was still a fully blown arcade machine.

"I read two instructions manuals for these!" The silver speedster exclaims while gesturing vaguely at the machines, his accent slipping through his words as more emotion entered his voice. "Two, babe! It was so hard!"

Placing the tray and drink to the side, you stand with a look that expressed more than just your exhaustion. Your hands run along the old, eighties machine and find no spots of rust on it.

He must've cleaned it before or while he was setting it up.

"How far out did you go?"

"Sweden."

"Sweden?"

"Visby."

"Visby, Sweden?"

"Am I speaking to fast?"

With a pointed look from you, Pietro's lips thin as he picks you up, trudges over to the couch, places you it, and collapses on it. "Sorry," he mutters, laying his head on your lap. Fatigue creeping its way back into his bones.

"Have you eaten today?" You ask, already pressing the fork (with the fruit still on it) to his lips. You smile down at him when he shakes his head while opening his mouth to take the offering. "Then I guess you can have the entire plate then."

"I made it for you, though," he argues.

"I'm not the one who decided to run halfway across the globe while recovering."

"I've been bested."

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no-mercy-bby · 5 months

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GUYS PETER PLAYING PING PONG WITH HIMSELF IS A SNOOPY THANKSGIVING REFERENCE!!

#1973 SAME YEAR AND EVERY THING #I was watching charlie brown thanksgiving for the first time since i was little (which its so funny)#and when snoopy gets the ping pong table out and starts playing by himself running back and forth i was like oh! that seems familar...#then i gasped out loud and was like SNOOPY REFERENCE IN X-MEN??#but now i cant help but wonder the month of xmen days of future past is in because charlie brown thanksgiving didn’t come out till November #but i kind of like the idea of peter watching the tv special when it aired with lorna🥹#peter maximoff #...also it reminded me of the inflatable snoopys mentioned in silverzoomies lastest fic🤭(which was so yummy btw)#edit: also my brother watched Never Back Down without me! (resident evan peters fan of this house!!)

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jambread23 · 5 months

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Maybe in another universe

#marvel #wanda maximoff #peter maximoff #pietro maximoff #the scarlet witch #x men #wanda maximoff fanart #peter maximoff fanart #marvel fanart #x men fanart #literally why does the universe do this to me #I just want them to be happy #why were the twins spilt apart it’s not fair😭#Wandavision was such a tease #fanart #art #artwork #illustration #drawing

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sardonic-the-writer · 2 years

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In love with him and him

#i love them #they can do anything they want to me and i dont even mean that seggualy #kisses them on their heads #charles xavier #quicksilver #peter maximoff #peter maximof x reader #charles xavier x reader #x men #xmen #xmen x reader #x men x reader

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fouralignments · 9 months

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You know what we need more of? More Dadneto and Stepdad! Charles Xavier being disaster queer parents; let them have complicated, messy, strained relationships with their children.

#peter maximoff #dadneto #erik lehnsherr #quickson #charles xavier #magneto #quicksilver #cherik #x-men #stepdad! charles xavier #Don't get me wrong I do love me some wholesome Dadneto #but I do want something different once and awhile

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incorrect-wandanat · 9 months

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Steve: Today is Nat’s birthday. So I thought it’d be nice for everyone to go around and say something nice about her.

Yelena: I’ll start. You’re a real bitch.

Steve: Yelena, that’s-

Clint: You’re the worst fucking partner.

Steve: Okay, okay-

Kate: You’re the worst Avenger and an even worse human.

Steve: Jesus Christ, Kate, that’s-

Peter: You suck.

Steve: That’s…tame, but seriously you guys-

Wanda: I’ve never hated someone as much as I hate you.

Steve: What the hell?!

Nat: *crying* Oh my god, you guys, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!

#source: me bitch #yes i know it’s long get over it #natasha romanoff #incorrect marvel quotes #incorrect natasha romanoff #incorrect mcu quotes #wanda maximoff #incorrect wanda maximoff #wandanat #incorrect wandanat #wanda x natasha #peter parker #spider family #incorrect kate bishop #clint barton #yelena belova

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faeriescorpio · 14 days

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resisted writing my time travel peter maximoff fic for one singular day WIP

A/N: For the purposes of this fic i am ignoring Dark Phoenix because this is based off a really detailed dream i had

When Magneto had joined the X-Men (as coined by Raven) after the events of Apocalypse, Peter had thought “this might be my chance to tell him”. But as the weeks passed, and Erik stayed, Peter’s confidence plummeted. He stopped thinking, “is this the right moment to tell him?” and started thinking “what if he asks why I waited so long to tell him?”. Ororo and Raven both tried to nudge him into action, but their pushes only made him curl up tighter into his metaphorical shell. It didn’t help that Erik signed up to be a teacher, and help out with the children, and Raven must have told Charles something because Peter found his schedule included Erik’s class. He hadn’t even agreed to go to school there. As far as Peter was concerned, his days of school were over. He’s just a grown man living in his mom’s basement, occasionally saving the world. Except now he had a class schedule where his father was his teacher, he had a room of his own at Charles’s mansion, and someone must’ve told his mom because she actually called him to let him know that she was so proud that he was “pursuing further education”.

Great. Just great.

Having Erik as a teacher was surprisingly…. normal. Erik was teaching history, of all things, but Peter held back from cracking any joke relating age to knowledge of history. He was trying to make his dad like him, first. And Erik was a good teacher; he was encouraging, he didn’t lash out, though he rarely gave much more than a tight-lipped smile when anyone answered a question right.

Peter soaked up any time with Erik like a sponge. He didn’t attend the X-Men training, so all Peter had was class and the times after class, during mealtimes that Peter normally would’ve rushed off after cleaning his plate. Instead, Peter found himself even loitering outside Erik’s class during study hours, scuffing the ground with his shoe. If the wooden floor was worn down outside Erik’s door, no one would know it was because of Peter. Except, you know, Charles. And probably Raven. And maybe Hank because Raven told Hank everything. And Ororo. And Jean. And Scott because Jean tells Scott everything. And Kurt because Scott can’t keep his mouth shut. And-

The point was, if Erik had any suspicions about Peter spending a lot of time outside his door, he didn’t let on. He treated Peter almost like any other student, save for more tight-lipped smiles. It was probably because he remembered Peter broke him out of the Pentagon, or something, but the almost unnoticeable special treatment gave Peter hope. Not enough hope to do anything about it, though.

Peter kept loitering around Erik. Raven kept pushing him. Nothing came out of Peter’s mouth.

They were fighting a villain when it all came to a head. It was a dangerous mutant, more powerful than the average mutant, one who had been attacking other mutants in some sort of lashing-out moment, furious at their own differences and taking it out on their people instead of the humans. It wouldn’t have mattered who the mutant was lashing out about, as the X-Men would’ve come to save the day either way. But the mutant was strong, strong enough to take out Scott in a single hit, so Magneto and Raven were even on their side to help take down the villain. Or “A misunderstood, hurting individual,” as the Charles in Peter’s head chides. Not the real Charles, mind you, just Peter’s interpretation of what Charles might say in this moment. God, he must drive Charles up the walls every time the telepath takes a peek inside the speedster’s head.

They were fighting the villain, Scott was down and thus Jean was preoccupied. Ororo was cooking up a storm and Raven was planning something with Hank, but whatever their plan was, it wasn’t happening fast enough. It was essentially Erik and Peter alone against the villain.

“What a duo we make, huh?” Peter tried to say as he dodged the mutant’s blows with ease. He wasn’t really sure what the mutant’s powers were. Super strength, for sure, but there was something else there that made the telepaths useless.

“Less talking, more taking down the threat,” Erik snapped back, summoning metal to throw at the man with a curl of his fingers. Right. Right right right.

Peter threw a hit at the mutant and then bounced away as the mutant released some sort of force field that would’ve blown him backward if Peter hadn’t been out of range already.

“We’ve got something, just buy us some time!” Raven shouts into the earpiece over comms. What were they even doing before then, if not buying time? Peter wonders sarcastically, but keeps the snark to himself. He lands another two hits on the mutant, but it’s hard to get up close to the villain as Erik is shooting metal from all directions at the mutant.

“Got it!” Raven barks, and the mutant jerks his head in the direction of the blue duo. Peter takes advantage of the distraction to leap forward and land another hit.

“Peter look out!” Erik barks suddenly, and Peter turns to see Raven pointing some sort of mechanical contraption, no doubt built by Hank, at the mutant. Which means, by extension, it was pointed at Peter. He steps backward, alarmed, but he trips over some debris and goes down.

“Are you fucking kidding me-” Peter starts to say, just as the machine blasts a beam that surrounds him. It’s bright, too bright, and he closes ihs eyes against the blinding light as pain consumes him. He lets out a shout, and Erik lunges forward, but Peter is already gone.

#i havent written xmen fics in a hot second rip #cant tell fi my writing needs a brush up becCAUSE i havent written in a hot second #or if its ebcause i like to write Peter's POV in a rambling confusing style #either side its kinda ick but i can you know. go back over this and make some changes #x men #time travel fic #peter maximoff #erik lehnsherr #xmen fanfiction #me when i hate starting fics off already in a situation TM #i need the background. the lore. the summary of the situation at hand. i know some people write action first THEN backstory but i #physically cannot do that. you need a little summary lol #peter 'are you fucking kidding me' maximoff #la lalalalala i love ambiguous villains that only exist for plot #quicksilver #magneto #dadneto

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eleonoraalbright · 10 months

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The Decision of Daisies

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x fem!reader

Summary: You play the child's game of He Loves Me, He loves Me Not. You do not expect the very subject of your affection, Peter, to participate as well.

Cumulus clouds drifted across the bright blue sky, song birds were chirping their cheery melodies in the trees, and a warm breeze caressed your face. Everything was perfect. It was a beautiful Sunday morning at Xavier's school. You were walking in the pleasure garden and breathed in the delightful aroma of the flowers.

There were blooming roses, a multitude of red tulips, yellow gladiolas, orange dahlias, pink peonies, and purple poppies. All lent their heavenly fragrance to the air. There were also daisies. They were scattered among the rest, interrupting the multicolored flora with their stark whiteness.

You cut one from its stem for a closer look; twenty-two delicate petals surrounded the yellow center. It was a plain plant but had a certain type of beauty within its simplicity. The daisy reminded you of a particular game played in afternoons in your backyard, one that always gave way to blushes and suppressed giggles. It was He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not.

Pensively staring at the modest flower, you debated whether or not to indulge once more in such childish antics of your elementary school days. There was no one else around to ridicule your fatuous action and it was just an inconsequential game too... Peter would never find out.

You held one petal between your thumb and index fingers and plucked it, softly saying, "He loves me." You repeated the act again. "He loves me not." The thought of Peter not returning your affection was upsetting, however, if the flower granted a favorable outcome maybe it would help you gain the bravery to confess your romantic feelings to him.

You pulled off every petal, murmuring the words under your breath until three remained attached to the flower. "He loves me not." You picked the second to last petal, wishing that it had been the final one. "He loves me." That left only one petal which seemed to mock you with its miserable existence. "He loves me not."

Dejected, you sat on a wooden bench and flicked the pitiful petal less flower to the dirt. You kicked a few pebbles away with your feet, upset at the unfortunate result. After all, what was a stupid daisy to decide if Peter Maximoff liked you back. It wasn't as if it even mattered, although there were plenty of other daisies.

You jumped off your seat, grabbed another of the white flowers, and began plucking off its petals with superfluous feverishness. "He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me." You recited as if in prayer. On the last one you whispered, "He loves me not." The words tasted bitter upon leaving your lips.

You stamped on the wretched stem, unleashing your frustration on it. Perhaps, a third try would bring about success.

Jean sipped her coffee while gazing out the large window overlooking the gardens. Her boyfriend, Scott, spoke about their most recent calculus problems, but she was not paying complete attention to his lecture. He soon realized this and asked, "Jean. Jean! Are you listening to me?"

"No," she answered honestly.

"What're you watching that's so important then?"

"Her." Jean nodded her head in the direction of the garden where you were some distance away, picking daisy petals in a frenzy.

Scott peered as well, confused at what he was witnessing. "What is she doing?"

"She's playing 'he loves me, he loves me not'."

"Really? I wonder who she has a crush on."

"It's Peter." Before he could reprimand her, she continued. "No, I didn't read her mind. It's just obvious she likes him."

Scott raised one eyebrow in skepticism, unconvinced. "How is it that obvious?"

Jean laughed at his obliviousness. "Because I notice the way she acts around him and, yes, sometimes her thoughts are loud enough that I hear them when my guard is down."

While the couple discussed this occurrence, they were unaware of another presence listening to their conversation with bated breath. Peter was behind the corner with a big grin on his face. His original intention had been to steal Scott's backpack to check if his friend had any unusual knick-knacks to steal since his previous inspection a week ago.

Of course, that mission would have to be postponed in light of the startling information he had overheard. Peter had liked you for quite some time now but never took the initiative to make his feelings known.

He came up with a new excuse every few weeks; either he convinced himself you were interested in someone else, or that he shouldn't date his fellow X-Man, or the world's robot overlords were drawing near, so there would be no point anyway. But armed with the knowledge that you liked him back gave him the needed boost in confidence to declare the truth. Peter had a big, fat crush on you and nothing could stop him from admitting it.

Ignorant to these events happening inside the mansion, you pursued your petal plucking with ever growing resentment. All eight daisies had pronounced he loves you not! Was this the fates' way of letting you know Peter and you would never be together? As if summoned by your thoughts, Peter appeared standing by the bench on which you sat.

He lifted his goggles to rest on top of his beautiful silver-colored hair and regarded the situation in front of him. You were surrounded by torn off pieces of little white flowers; a slight manic gleam glinted in your eyes.

"Oooh, are you playing a game? Lemme join." In a blur, he picked a daisy and sat quite close, so that your sides were pressing against each other. One of his arms hung around your shoulders and he plucked the first petal, letting it fall onto the pavement.

"She loves me." He picked a second one. "She loves me not." He picked a third. "She loves me." He went on and your heartbeat quickened with each second. Was it possible the flower would confess on your behalf? It didn't. The same as your own pathetic attempts, he concluded with, "She loves me not."

He scoffed in disappointment and tossed the stem behind him. "Pfft, what does a dumb flower know anyway? Nothing!"

"Yeah, I kept getting that too. Guess we don't have any luck in the love department."

"I wouldn't say that. What counts is if the other person says they like you. Why ask a flower when–"

"–when the person is right beside you?" You finished. A moment of silence passed when both of you waited for the other to divulge the secret which wasn't much of a secret anymore. At the same time you said, "I like you." Peter had something different on his mind.

"If you could see one color for the rest of your life, what would it be?" Dumbfounded at his unexpected question, you were unable to respond. He cupped your chin with his free hand. "Because I'd be fine with seeing only the color of your eyes forever."

Your mouth dropped open in shock. "Oh my gosh, how long have you been waiting to use that?"

"It's been knockin' in my noggin for a long time. Did it work?" His eyes twinkled in amusement, already knowing the answer.

"Surprisingly, yes. This means you like me too. Right?"

"What do you think?" He bent his head and joined his lips with your own. Butterflies of pleasure blossomed in your stomach and spread throughout your entire body. After some consideration, you believed that the daisies' decision of who loved whom was not reliable. At least, they were wrong with Peter's case.

#peter maximoff x reader #peter maximoff #quicksilver x reader #peter maximoff fluff #peter maximoff fanfiction #xmen fanfiction #marvel #x reader #marvel x reader #peter maximoff x you #flowers #fluff #love confessions #he loves he loves me not #pick up lines

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askmaximoff · 5 months

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what’s your favorite memory of your dad?

let him get approval pleeeease!!

#peter maximoff #peter maximoff x reader #quicksilver #evan peters #peter maximoff x you #send me asks #art #digital art #asks open #ask peter maximoff

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