#pietroxwanda

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Home Sweet... home??

Wanda stood in the living room of their apartment, wrapped up in her brother’s hoodie, as she stared out of the window. “Its so loud here...” Her brows furled into a frown. Yes, they’d lived in Novi Grad-- the capitol city of Sokovia-- but it had never been... this noisy. It was almost too much for her to think. She rubbed her temples. She missed home.... even if there was no home left for them to go back to. 

She glanced over at Pietro. At least she’d still had her brother. It had been a close call. He’d nearly died saving Clint and the child. Wanda didn’t know what she would have done if she’d lost him too. It would have been too much to bear. For as long as she had her brother, she knew she would be okay. Pietro was her life-line. 

“Sad razumem zašto su Njujorčani uvek tako besni.“ Wanda chuckled to herself with a gentle shake of her head. 

“Brate, would you like me to make ćevapi, ajvar, and bread?” 

@imhertwin

#imhertwin #{PietroxWanda} #{closed starter} #{Home Sweet...home??} #I hope this is okay

[brw]

me seeing some cute icons of wanda and pietro and then seeing the URL pietroxwanda

#incest mention #why. #brieuc.txt

[irljamesbuchananbarnes-blog]

twins deciding how are they gonna ask pepper to put them in the same bedroom at the avengers tower.

[ This got a little longer than I expected! I hope you enjoy!] 

They'd been talking for hours in the main area of the Stark Tower, running over how to approach Pepper as well as how to explain why they wanted, no, needed to be roomed together. Pietro was suggesting that they just out right tell her what was going on, that she'd likely be understanding. Wanda on the other hand was more apt towards lying, using their familial ties in order to gain what they wanted.

"But that doesn't make sense! We're adults, she wouldn't believe that we're still that dependent." Pietro grumbled out, scrubbing his hands down his face as he paced in front of the couch that Wanda was sitting on. She watched him patiently, raising her brows as he went on and on about the logistics of her plan.

"Yes, and telling her that we've been intimate and still are is a better option? You do realize how relationships like that are viewed here, yes?" She rolled her eyes, sitting back as she watched his pace stutter and smirked at the faint curse he said under his breath in Sokovian.

"Look, It's far simpler to tell her that it's a family thing.. that we've never been apart. It's not... technically lying." She said with a light shrug. "Who would she be to deny us?"

Pietro scoffed, folding his arms across his chest as he settled for standing and tapping his left foot as a means to curb his anxieties.

"I'd rather us not have to lie about anything, Wanda.." He muttered quietly. The younger twin slowly stood, closing the distance between them.

"I know.." She replied softly, reaching out to caress his back. "But it's what we have to do.."

#Maxicest #Maximoffcest #PietroxWanda #Pietro/Wanda #my writing #Ask prompts #Anonymous

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Starting Over

Wanda felt like she couldn’t breathe. She’d tried meditating earlier after waking up from yet another nightmare, but she couldn’t shake the feeling. The black cloud hung over her, weighing her down, and making her feel on edge. 

Stark Tower, although bougie and modern, was far too reminiscent of the apartment building. The feeling that something bad was going to happen-- the fear that another bomb was going to come careening through the center of the building-- circled around her brain. Even if she had forgiven Stark... staying here right now... it was a little too much. 

She tried to hide the shake of her hands as she approached her twin. She wrapped her arms around him. He was her source of comfort-- her strength. After all they’d been through his presence was more calming than it had ever been. They’d lost their parents, their home, their country, but at least they had each other. 

“Can we go out?” 

Wanda turned her gaze up to meet his. She was both shorter and smaller than he was. 

“I’d like to get some fresh air.” @fasterthanmydemons

#{Starting Over} #{PietroxWanda} #fasterthanmydemons #{closed starter} #I hope this is okay

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Wanda couldn't help but flinch as her brother dashed out of her arms and right into the wall. It reminded her exactly of the way he crashed into the glass at the Hydra facility. Her heart ached for him. She could feel his pain. His fear. She waited for him to come back to her-- to stop lying, to physically rejoin her. And the moment he climbed back in bed, she wrapped her arms around him, cradling him in her arms. Gently, she brushed through his hair. “It wasn’t your fault najdraži brate. It was all Hydra.” Wanda offered her brother a warm smile. She gave him a squeeze. “There was never anything to forgive.” @fasterthanmydemons

#{closed starter} #{PietroxWanda} #fasterthanmydemons #It was too long for an ask #i hope this is okay

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Life Inside the Hex

Life had never been better. Life inside the Hex was perfect. It was what her life was supposed to have been. It was exactly what she’d always wanted. She had a husband. Her brother was happy, married to a wonderful woman, Kara. They were all living within the same town. Nothing could hurt them here. No one could attack them or tear them apart. Life was just... perfect.  “Darling, Pietro and Kara are coming over for dinner. Could you set the table?”  Pots, pans, and food floated around her as she fixed Sarma, bread, and roasted peppers. Traditional food, smells, and atmosphere surrounded her. Wanda wanted to fit in, but she’d never leave behind the tradition, culture, or love of her homeland.  A knock sounded on the door and her whole face lit up. “That must be them!” With a flick of her wrist, the door opened. @thefastestaround @notjarvisorultron @akasupergirl

#{life inside the hex} #{VisionxWanda} #{PietroxWanda} #{KaraxWanda} #{closed starter} #thefastestaround #notjarvisorunltron #akasupergirl #I hope this is okay!

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Return of the Minimoff

“Of course I know about Luna, but... she’s not who I’m talking about.” Oh lord. This was going to be a fun conversation. She could already feel that in her bones. Children often simply cropped up around her, but usually that was because of her own doing. Magic could be like that. This wasn’t Billy or Tommy, though. Had Kitty been just a one-night stand or a short fling? “I have a speedster at my apartment who claims to be your daughter. With Kitty...” Wanda crossed her arms, leaning back against the counter. “I suppose... She did say she was from the future...” She pinched the bridge of her nose. “What did you do?” @thefastestaround

#thefastestaround #{PietroxWanda} #{the brother | the twin} #{Return of the Minimoff}

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@hellspeed

The War Against Thanos was over. The Earth scarred and blacked, rubble from the facility scattered around the compound like pebbles. Wanda stood in the midst of it all. She surveyed the battlefield. Bodies littered the ground-- a sight she felt all too familiar with. It sickened her. They had won. The cost had been steep. Teammates, friends, had sacrificed their lives for the greater good. Her heart was heavy.

Wanda helped bring the dead to the field so they could be honored. After the ceremony she needed to find herself. She needed to remember where she came from-- she needed to remember her roots. She no longer had a home here. This place no longer had any place for her. 

After a quiet goodbye to those remaining she took her leave. Wanda used a simple locator spell to find her brother-- following a shirt she’d stolen from him years ago when they’d decided to pursue different paths. It had been a way to keep him close. Now it was time to be with him once more. They had been apart for far too long. He was the only real home she had left. 

Landing on his doorstep, she knocked lightly. 

“Pietro? Do you have time to spend with your lovely sister?” 

#hellspeed #{PietroxWanda} #{closed starter} #sorry on the wait

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Wanda watching Pietro doing stupid shit like:

@thefastestaround​

#thefastestaround #{PietroxWanda} #{the brother | the twin}

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@thefastestaround 

Wanda and Pietro as teenagers

#thefastestaround #{the brother | the twin} #{PietroxWanda}

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🎬- Our muses decide to see a movie together.

@hellspeed

Wanda handed her big brother a bowl of popcorn before plopping down beside him, pulling a blanket over her lap. She handed him the remote. "Nothing scary, I might blast the television into pieces." She grinned, teasing him.

It felt like they were kids again. Curled up on the couch watching sitcoms-- the only American shows they had. Now they had all the American television they wanted at their fingertips. "What about a Disney movie? They're so cute!"

#hellspeed #{PietroxWanda} #{ask answered} #sorry about the wait

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"I want to go to sleep but I can't find any sheep!" Wanda pouted as she sat on the floor, completely incapable of getting up herself.

@thefastestaround

"Wanda," he said pinching the bridge of his nose with a small sigh. "How did you even end up this drunk? And your bedroom is like 15 feet away. Please tell me you didn't use your powers or anything."

She gasped dramatically before falling into a fit of giggles. “D-drinking game. Every time the American exchanged student said awesome! Or-- Or when he did something stupid like... like he dabbed.” 

Holding up her thumb and index finger she peered through them. “Only a tinsy-tinsey bit? Flying is haaaard drunk!” Wanda had hoped that flying would be easier, or safer, than walking. With no such luck. She giggled as she remembered nearly landing in a fountain. 

#thefastestaround #{PietroxWanda}

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Escape from Hell

@hellspeed

Months of torture and experimentation had left her in a dichotomy of both weaker and stronger. Her body was left aching and weak, but her spirit-- her powers-- were far stronger than she had ever felt them in her life. Whatever Hydra had done to her had turned from just a mutant to a full-fledged witch. Though their experiments would be their very undoing. 

The door to her cell opened and she stumbled in, collapsing on the floor. Wanda curled up against the cold stone wall that separated her from her twin brother. At first, Hydra had let them stay together. Twins, after all, were the perfect test subjects. As the experiments went on, however, and their powers increased, Hydra decided they were too dangerous to keep them together.  

“Pietro.” 

Wanda gasped, placing a hand on the wall. They would take him next. She could hear the beeping of the keypad to open his door. A wave of anger flooded her senses. Her nails dug into the stone, brows furling.

No. 

No, she could not allow this to continue. She wouldn’t let them touch her brother. They wouldn’t hurt him again. He’d always protected her. Now it was her turn to protect him. 

“Pietro, odmaknite.” 

Wanda’s hands lit up red as the anger coursed through her. Pain, anger. Everything they’d been through. It built up inside her.... The wall between she and her brother exploded in a blast of red. Wanda jumped through the rubble, wrapping her arms around Pietro for just a moment. She had a small cut just below her right eyebrow. Her nose dripped blood-- not from what she had just done, but from her recent test. She placed her hands on his cheeks, eyes searching his. “Are you alright?” 

Not that he had much time to answer. Strucker ordered their cells to be opened-- for them to be taken care of. The moment the doors were down, though, Wanda’s hand lit up red and she pulled the guns from the men and tossing them across the room. She flicked her magic, lighting up the eyes of their captors to trap them in their own nightmare. 

“Time to go.” She looked up at her brother, offering a smile. 

#hellspeed #{PietroxWanda} #{closed starter} #{Escape from Hell} #I hope this is okay #Let me know if I should change anything