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toothfa-1-ry · 1 month

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I'LL BE BACK BEFORE YOU EVEN KNOW IT P.M

Snap

And that's all it took to wipe out half of humanity,

Snap, lesser than even 5 seconds and yet Pietro Maximoff could swear that it was all the time it took for his entire world to screech to a sudden stop

And so he ran, he ran to you and in a blur, no less than 5 seconds there he was right next to you, eyes widened and frantically holding you, looking at you

"are you alright- are you fine are you feeling okay"

Pietro was many things but not the idiot he usually pretended to be, he wasn't the idiot you and his sister would call him though neither of you would believe that he was

He knew that something was wrong with the air suddenly.

Wakanda was a beautiful place even amidst the ongoing war but something was wrong, something was wrong in the universe the minute Thanos snapped his fingers and Pietro knew it, and he knew that you and everyone around him could feel it too.

"dragâ mea- look at me hey- look at me" Pietro commanded, his voice filled with urgency as he spoke to you

"he snapped his fingers didn't he?" You muttered "something really bad is happening Pietro- i- I don't think thanos was bluffing about wiping off half of humanity"

"no- your fine. We are both fine- we're okay" Pietro gripped your hands enclosing them with his, the both of you were going to be fine, he thought, the both of you had to be fine-

You could hear shouts from afar, surprise, shocked, and full of grief. You knew, whatever Thanos had planned had already started

"P- Pietro I don't- I" you began shaking, you felt weird, you felt as if though you might just turn into dust and fade away

"no no no- no your going to be fine no you can't-" Pietro firmly refused to believe that something would happen to you "let me go check- nothing bads going to happen to you or me princesta- nothing bad"

You could hear his accent thicken even more as he began rambling. You knew he was worried despite the words he was saying, despite what he told you he believed

Pietro turned "nothing bads happening, we both know Thanos was just bluffing he was lying- he was trying to scare us he would never- let me go check princesta I swear I'll be right back"

He began talking really fast, desperate to prove to you that it was a lie, desperate to prove to himself that it was all a lie. Thanos's plan, everything. He was going to prove it

"no wait Pietro!" You suddenly shouted out just before he sped away

"dragâ please- y/n? Y/n!"

You look down at yourself and then at Pietro who stared at you in pure disbelief

He shook his head furiously and blinked as fast as he could to hide his tears

"no- no! No your not going- I'm not going to let you go too" his arms enclosed your body as he hugged you tightly as if though that would prevent your body from being faded away

"Pietro- don't.. don't-" you choke back your words "Pietro look at me, please look at me"

Pietro stubbornly refused to let go despite you pleads, he refused to answer back to opting to hold you even closer

"I can't let you go- don't ask me to do such things you know I can't" his voice trembled as he spoke, his voice never trembled like that before

"Pietro" you spoke again, your shaky voice trying very hard to appear calm but miserably failing

"please y/n please" he begged

"Pietro!" You shouted, shaking away from his hold, leaving space between the both of you, you look into his red teary eyes and he looks into yours

You hands clasp his face gently as he shakes his head softly murmuring no repeatedly,

"oh Pietro-" your forhead touches his and you can hear his sobs

"please don't go-" his voice cracks "you can't go my love"

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm always going to be with you- "

Pietro shook his head

"look at me, my sweet sweet boy, please look at me"

His blue eyes looked straight into yours and you felt the air inside of you vanishing

"I'll be back before you even know it"

You manage to mutter out before you too along with half of humanity vanished away. Away from the life you had half lived, away from the dreams you had half dreamt and away from the people you had truly fully loved with all your heart.

You couldn't hear Pietro's cries after that, his screams, his grief. You couldn't hear his agony and his pleads because you didn't exist, atleast not anymore, maybe now, solely on his memories.

He ran, like he always used to

Except this time, he seemed to forget to stop. He forgot to sleep, to eat, he would survive of course, he was bred to survive, to never stop,

So that's what he did, he never stopped running

The world still needed saving. Just this time not from robots and aliens but rather saving from it's own self agony, it's own crippling depression.

And Pietro was still a part of the quote un quote Avengers, whether he wanted to or not so he always found himself running to help people and forgetting that he too needs help

He has seen the look in people's faces, he has seen the very same in Nat's and the same face would stare at him everytime he faced a mirror

A face of regret, guilt and perhaps even self hatred. Pietro was disgusted at himself

He hadn't shaved for a while, his roots were outgrown and his eyes that you once described as a tsunami of emotions now remained still like a frozen lake during winter

But even so, he never stopped running, except he didn't know what he was running towards or rather, what he was running from.

He stopped calling himself a part of the Avengers, even though Nat and Steve still did, it made no sense, the Avengers had broken down years ago and half of the members no longer existed.

Tony was tired and done. Pietro knew he had all the right to be, he saw the state he was in when he came back from space,

Barton was-

Barton couldn't care less, Pietro didn't cared either. They both lost everything, but sometimes Pietro wished that atleast the both of them could have held on to one another but it was no use now, after all he didn't even try to stop Barton when he came to give him a final goodbye

The world had darken. He thought the world was a cruel and evil place before but now it was nothing, it was just a huge shadow and every where he went he was reminded of his failure, a failure as a hero, a friend and a failure towards you.

He was running when he got a call from Natasha

"Pietro- where are you?"

"running" a short reply came on one end

".. something came up" Natasha paused and Pietro could hear the hitch on her breath

"Pietro" she repeated his name again "I think- sorry" she corrected "we think we can bring them back"

Pietro finally stopped

"Nat.. don't do this to me, please- don't I cannot- I cannot do it, not anymore" the sokovian boy said

The other line remained silent, after all what could Natasha even say

"do you really believe that we can bring them back?" Pietro asked

"it's..it's almost impossible but.. I believe in it Pietro- it's a crazy dysfunctional idea but I believe in it and so does Steve"

Pietro wanted to run away

"the question is do you?"

He really wanted to run away

"I want to believe in it too" he whispered back

Pietro already lost his parents once and he swore that he won't lose his sister, but he ended up losing everyone he loved

"Bruce is on it and Tony-"

Natasha paused at his name and Pietro held his breath

Mr Stark

"Tony is still deciding" Natasha carefully placing her words

" we'll be waiting for you in the tower. You know where" Natasha said

"okay"

"okay, hey Pietro?"

"yea?"

"I seriously believe in this okay?"

Pietro doesnt reply back, he doesn't need to, he knows it has to work, he had to see you again.

#pietro maximoff #pietro marvel #pietro maximoff x reader #pietro maximoff x you #pietro maximoff imagine #pietro maximoff fic #marvel #marvel x reader #the avengers #avengers x reader #peter parker #aaron taylor johnson #aaron taylor johnson x reader #age of ultron #quick silver

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worldfullofash · 8 months

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Pietro Maximoff headcanons

Bleached his hair so he could dye it. But he liked the bleached look more and decided to keep it.

Thinks it's fair to race with someone when he clearly has an advantage because of his powers

ABSOLUTELY LOVES sports. Especially basketball. None of the Avengers wants to play with him because he uses his speed to win. And afterwards he will call it a ‘fair game’

He believes in opposites attract

If you’re close, he sometimes wakes you up at 1am to steal all the snacks from the kitchen together

It annoys the heck out of Steve

That’s why he keeps doing it :,)

His accent gets thicker when he’s tired or angry

As someone with and accent when speaking English; i love that his accent gets appreciated

He’s very open minded

Spends a lot of money on shoes. He is picky about what shoes he buys

Pietro is very vain. This guy has MANY hairproducts.

Takes hygiene very seriously

Loves to listen to records and has a record player in his room.

He secretly loves the old songs Steve listens to

Pietro is definitely a dog person

Peter and him pull pranks on the Avengers all. The. Damn. Time.

His humor>> (Vision always takes his sarcasm seriously)

Pietro can easily comfort someone/cheer someone up. He knows how to read body language and takes the time to make his loved ones feel better

He feels very protective of Wanda (as he should). For a long time they only had each other. Despite now also having the Avengers, Pietro will always take care of his sister

Once when they were 8 years old a kid pushed Wanda off a swing. Pietro saw red and punched the kid in the face

This^^^

But he and Wanda can also argue over nothing (as siblings do obv)

I do think he was a bit shy/closed-off as a kid. After what Hydra/Strucker did to him, he became more bold and cocky

Pietro is a mama’s boy

When he was little, he used to hold his mother's hand while walking

He wants others to think he doesn't care about anything, but he overthinks quite often

Flirty but respectful

Teases everyone. Literally everyone. He doesn’t always do it to be flirty. He loves all the different reactions he gets. The reactions say a lot about a person

He craves validation from his loved ones

Missions are always fun and successful with him

#pietro maximoff #marvel #mcu #pietro maximoff headcanons #marvel headcanons #pietro maximoff x reader #pietro hcs #pietro maximoff imagine #age of ultron #marvel hcs #wanda maximoff

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idk-bruh-20 · 1 month

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rip ultron Tony Stark would've loved to call you ChatGPT

#IMAGINE the quips lmao #'hey are you an Open AI'#'wait don't go I need you to write my mission report for me!'#thoughts #tony stark #age of ultron #mcu ultron #literally when ai becomes part of the common vocabulary there'd be a chance people might confuse FRI with these lesser machines #and obviously tony'd be like This Will Not Stand #ultron being alive to torment would be *chef's kiss #tho @ mysterio 'are your scripts written by ai?' also a contender #queueueueue

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olsenmyolsen · 3 months

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A Sokovian Flower

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Post Age of Ultron MCU (Female Reader X Wanda Maximoff)

Summary: Wanda wanted a tattoo, which led her to you.

Word Count: 4.1K

Content: Mentions of Sokovia, Wanda's Parents, and dead Pietro. But fluff!

Wanda Maximoff was nervous.

She had never done something like this before.

Her stomach was in knots, and she had no one to blame but herself. Well, she could blame Petiro, but that would be unfair. She could blame Natasha, but that would only end up with her ass hitting the floor. So that wasn't an option.

Anyways, like stated before... Wanda had no one to blame but herself.

But Wanda really, really, really wanted THIS tattoo!

She had thought about it for the last four months since the fall of her home country and relocation to the States. She wanted something that was her own. Something that would pay tribute.

Wanda eventually decided on the national flower of Sokovia.

For her parents and brother.

But as Wanda bites her lip and waits for you to come out from the back, does she now realize that she has to go through with it.

This is going to be on my body forever. But that's what I want, right?

Wanda keeps going back and forth in her own mind. Her eyebrows scrunching and lifting up. Her fingers crossing over one another.

Wanda closes her eyes and breathes out. She calms herself down.

Yep, I can't do this!

Wanda picks up her ID and goes to turn around just when you come out from the back.

Wanda barely made eye contact with you before, but now she sees you and feels her mouth go dry.

The first place her eyes go to are your ears. Full of silver. Very reminiscent of Natasha. Wanda's eyes then travel down your sharp jawline to the holes in your black shirt, exposing your soft skin before they land on the art covering your arms.

Wanda loves the stars and hearts filling the space between your larger pieces.

Wanda brings her eyes back up to you as she realizes that you're speaking to her. Your voice is gentle.

"Are you having second thoughts?" You ask, making Wanda open and close her mouth.

You're not an idiot. You can see the worry and nerves dancing over the face across from you. It's clearly her first time, and you feel bad that she has no friend or anyone else here with her.

You also noticed her checking you out, but it happens, so you let it slide.

"Ummm, yeah. I'm sorry." Her soft voice quietly speaks up. And you're not sure how you missed it earlier, but you hear her accent.

You love it.

You smile at her words and nod your head before turning around to grab your tablet. Wanda watches you turn back and lay it next to the blank form she had yet to fill out.

"Wanda, right?" You ask as you look up from the email she had written a few days prior. She nods her green eyes at you before crossing her arms over her body.

Black nail polish catches your eye. It goes well with her black hoodie, skirt, and thigh-high socks.

You look back down as she steps closer to the counter. "Ah, the flower... here it is." Wanda watches you fly from the email to a saved folder of your drawings. There, she watches you move your pen to three different versions of the flower. Each one having more detail than the last.

You turn the tablet over to show her.

"I hope you don't mind, but I added more detail. I think it looks very pretty with the shading and linework in the leaves." You point to the second drawing as Wanda smiles. Her green eyes dance from one to the next.

"They're amazing." She says with awe in her words without looking up. She lifts her hands over the third design. It has tiny stars and sparkles around the flower, as well as a diamond design behind the main piece.

Wanda lifts her head to you, and your eyes trace her face in a second.

She's gorgeous, and when she smiles, you smile.

"I- uh-" You pull your eyes away and turn the tablet around before you fumble and grab the form for her to sign. "I- um, if you want to go through with it." You lift your eyes and smile. "You'll need to sign this." Wanda reaches up and grabs the form. "And I'll need your ID to make a photocopy." Wanda looks up, and you see her decide her eyes. "Okay."

Wanda hands you her ID before she takes a seat at the couch near the counter to fill out the form. Before placing her ID in the printer, you take a glance at it.

She wears a pout in her photo that makes you hold back a laugh. She looks so cute. You then quickly glance around the ID before placing it down and hitting print.

When you turn around, you see Wanda finishing up her signature as she bites her lip. Her pretty pink lips.

You then look away and catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror in the corner.

You had to get a hold of yourself.

She was a paying customer, not a random girl across the bar. However, it's not like that has worked out well for you before. Ex-girlfriends and all.

You shrug and return to grab the copy of Wanda's ID and her physical one.

"Here you go." She lays the form down on the counter as you hand back her ID. She quickly places it in her small red wallet before gazing at you. "I can show you to the table and let you get comfortable as I prepare the stencil."

Wanda nods, and you notice her hands pull at the end of her sleeves. "It'll be fine." You whisper and nod at her before leading her to your section of the shop.

It's a cute corner full of all your favorite photos, knickknacks, and collectibles from over the years.

The owner is your former mentor and teacher. And usually, on a Saturday morning, the shop would be busy, but for some reason, it's just you and Wanda.

Not that the brunette minded. Obviously. The fewer people around, the better.

So, as you slid into your chair and hit a few buttons on the machine, Wanda stood by the table with the sheet on it.

As the stencil finished printing, you turned back. "Oh shoot. I'm sorry." You got up with a laugh. "Would you like a water or soda or anything?" Wanda was about to shake her head before she looked over your face.

Yeah, she was thirsty.

"A water. Please." You smiled at her command. "Of course." You turned and bent down to the mini fridge at your feet. You pulled out a water bottle and got up before handing it to her. "Thank you." She replied as she took it.

"You can set it down right here." You pointed to a spot on the cart next to the table that Wanda would be laying on soon. "And anytime you need to take a break or have a sip of water. Whatever. During the tattoo, say something, and I'll stop." You made sure Wanda found your eyes. "Okay?" You asked again until she nodded. "Okay."

You closed your mouth and turned back to the stencil to hold in a "good girl."

Wanda's eyes went wide as she blushed.

She definitely didn't mean to hear that!

"Okay..." You cleared your throat and held up two different sizes. "We can place them, and then you can decide which size you want or-"

"That one." Wanda cut you off as she stepped closer to the one in your right hand. "This is perfect." She said under her breath, but you heard her, and it made you smile. "This one." She said as her eyes found yours.

You nodded. "Let's do it." You placed the smaller stencil down. "Okay, and placement... you didn't say on the from."

Wanda sheepishly nodded. "I was thinking my back..." You nodded. "Okay." But when Wanda didn't move, that's when you put two and two together. "Oh, sorry! I'll give you some space." You went to get up and walk away after drawing the curtain to your space close, but Wanda, without thinking, grabbed your arm and stopped you. "I wasn't thinking earlier and-" Wanda stopped herself with a sigh before she laughed.

Angelic.

Wanda's lips spread into a broader smile. You saw her begin to come out of her shell just a little more.

"I'm not wearing a bra." She said before she bit her bottom lip and looked away.

You could tell she was trying to hide her embarrassment. So you reached your hand to the one she had on your arm. "That's okay." You said before you moved your thumb over her knuckle.

Butterflies flew in both of your stomachs.

"May I?" You ask as you lifted your hand off of hers. Wanda nodded and watched your eyes lift themselves to her hoodie zipper. She felt your thumb brush the skin just below her neck.

Soft was her skin, but Wanda felt it burn once your touch left her.

And then you moved the zipper south just the tiniest bit before Wanda lifted her eyes to yours. "I-or- uh, you can unzip it a-and turn it around so the back of the hoodie covers your front."

Wanda heard you stumble and watched how your eyes looked her face up and down. She enjoyed it.

"I can do that." You smiled back and removed yourself from the room to give Wanda privacy.

Less than a minute later, she called you back in. She had her arms over her body as she held the hoodie close to her front. Meanwhile, Wanda's back was exposed to you, and you could see a faint tan line and several moles and beautiful tiny freckles along her body.

"You okay?" You asked as you put a pair of new gloves on before getting the spray and stencil ready. "Yeah," Wanda replied. "Just a little cold."

You stopped and looked around the room. In the winter, you had a heater in here, but with it being late spring, that was long gone. But your eyes did find something else.

"I have this." You pointed to a corner with a large hand-knitted red blanket that your friend Darcy made one semester in college before you dropped out. "You could bunch up under you, or I can place it on your lower back once you're on the table."

Wanda loved how kind you were being and thought about your suggestion. "Would it get in your way?" You shook your head. "Not at all." Wanda believed you. "Okay. Thanks." She smiled and grabbed the blanket. You watched her wrap around her lower back. "I guess I shouldn't have worn a skirt today." Wanda gave a laugh that made your heart skip, and your mouth said words before you could stop it.

"I think you look beautiful."

Wanda's face turned red like your blanket, and the stencil went still in your hand.

"Oh shit!"

Wanda heard your thoughts and said something before you could. "Thank you..." She bit her bottom lip and turned around so you could place the stencil on her back.

A couple of seconds when you came back to Earth, you did.

"Okay." You took a step away. "See how it looks." Wanda turned her head to the right and found the mirror beside you.

It was perfect.

She knew the process was going to hurt, but in this moment, Wanda would do anything to feel closer to the ones she lost.

"I love it." She said after clearing her throat.

That's when you realized that this wasn't just a random flower. This meant something.

"Perfect." You smiled at her green eyes. "Here." You took your gloves off. "Get comfortable, and I'll adjust the blanket however you want." Wanda let you take it from her and noticed as you turned around to give her a little privacy as she laid onto the table.

She smiled at that. "Okay." She said, and from her 90-degree angle, she watched you turn around. She then felt the blanket cover her entire lower body. It was nice and warm. The act and the care behind it.

"Good?" You bent forward, making Wanda nod. "Awesome." You said. "Remember, if at any point you need to stop, let me know." Wanda nodded once again before parting her lips. "Should we come up with a safe word?"

Your glove snapped as it went around your hand when you stopped at her words. You weren't sure if Wanda was joking, but when you saw her pearly whites, you once again got to see her leaving her shell.

You smiled back.

"Wow, Wanda, take a girl to dinner first." You said back as you picked up the tattoo gun and tested it. Wanda laughed over the noise that scared her just slightly before saying: "Pancake."

You knew what she meant. Even if her accent made the word sound exotic. "Pancake." You repeat. She nodded, getting hair into her eyesight that she blew away. "Pancake, it is Wanda." You then rolled the stool closer to her. "I'm about to start. Don't be afraid to bunch your hands and scream or whatever. You'd be surprised what people do."

"I'll be sure to do all of those things." Wanda joked with a wide smile before she felt your arm rest on her back. The contact sent a wave of goosebumps over her body once again. "Are you still cold?" You asked with the needle inches from her.

"I'll be fine." Wanda lied. "Remember Pancake." You said, earning a thumbs up from the brunette.

Seconds later, Wanda was receiving her first tattoo.

Time passed as Wanda did her best not to let the tears in her eyes fall. She knew you were being careful and cautious. Gentle and light. But god, this hurt.

As you moved further down the flower, your eyes briefly looked at Wanda's, and you saw the water filling them. "You don't have to answer this if you don't want to..." You were going to talk to her to distract her from the droning buzz of the gun and the pain that came with it. "But." You continued. "I'm always curious about people's first tattoos." Wanda sniffled as her green eyes looked at you. "So why this one?"

Wanda let out a breath. She appreciated that you wanted to know more. "It's the national flower of Sokovia." She said, and you stopped shading as you looked down to her face. She was looking down at you. "Sokovia?" You asked, making her nod.

You knew of Sokovia.

You saw the news reports and watched the footage of buildings falling from the face of the earth. You knew about Ultron and the Avengers. And now how the once Eastern European country was slowly being washed from the world maps.

"You're Sokovian?" You asked. "I am," Wanda replied with her accent heavy. You gave a weak smile and paused before saying. "I'm sorry for what happened."

Wanda swallowed the tears in her throat.

You weren't the first person to apologize for the actions based upon others, but you were the first person who probably meant it.

"Thank you." She quietly replied before letting out a breath and some words of truth. "I was there."

You now leaned back in your stool. Maybe this was a good time for a break.

"When it was lifted into the air?" You asked, earning a nod. And as opposed to asking why she was there or how she survived like Wanda would've expected, you instead asked: "Do you have any favorite memories of Sokovia before you left?"

Wanda took in your words and thought about it.

She nodded.

"Sokovia was always on the brink of Civil War and had an uneasiness to it." Wanda paused and lifted up to drink some water. As she moved, she felt the pain and warmth from the fresh art on her body. Nevertheless, she knew the two of you had a while to go. "But.." Wanda smiled as she laid back onto her stomach. "There was this park close to our apartment. Every day after school, I'd run to the swings and try and launch myself as high as possible." Wanda laughed. "I wanted to fly."

You smiled, and for some reason, it was like you could see the stories clearly in your head.

It was beautiful.

"Nights I loved. After schoolwork and chores when it was just my brother Pitero and our parents watching old American sitcoms and having meals, my Mama grew up with..." Wanda trailed off as her voice became soft. "Those nights I'd give anything to have again."

Wanda didn't even feel the tear slip from her eyes.

But you saw it glimmer in the light, and within a second, your gloves were off as you handed Wanda a tissue.

Her fingertips brushed yours as she took it. "I'm sorry." She patted under her eye. "This is so embarrassing." Wanda balled up the tissue before you reached out for it. "No, it's not." You said as Wanda placed the tissue in the palm of your hand. "I think it's sweet." You smiled at Wanda before getting up to quickly wash your hands.

"I'd love to hear more about Sokovia as long as you want to keep talking about it." You said as you slipped on a new pair of black gloves.

Wanda shook her head yes.

And once the needle made contact with Wanda's skin again, did she tell you stories about the bake shop down the block from her school. Or how her brother was almost kicked off the school's track team. She also recounted her favorite episodes of Bewitched once you teasingly pressured her.

The conversation flowed naturally, and by the end, Wanda didn't feel the pain in her back. She only felt it in her cheeks because she was smiling so damn much.

"Okay." You put the gun down and wiped down Wanda's tattoo one last time. "You're free." You joked with a smile as you tossed your gloves away.

"Oh god, I don't think I've ever been so stiff." Wanda cracked her neck before she moved her legs off the table. She wobbled once her feet hit the ground, but thankfully, you were quick to stabilize her. "Here." You handed Wanda her water. "Don't need you passing out or anything before you see it."

Wanda gladly took a few sips before handing it back.

She then took a few steps forward before turning her exposed back to the mirror on the wall. As her green eyes made contact with the black art, she gasped and let out a ragged breath.

"I love it." She whispered before glancing over at you. Your eyes instantly connected to hers. "I love it." She repeated. Her eyes went back. "It's perfect." Up and down, her eyes went before she turned around to grab her phone.

A smaller iPhone than you were used to seeing.

"Could you take a picture?" She asked you, to which you nodded and smiled like a dummy as Wanda turned her back to you.

"Okay." You said after you perfectly framed her body. "I took about fifteen." You laughed before remembering the phone in your pocket. "Wanda?" You looked up at her. "Hmm?" She lifted her face from her phone. "Could I take a few pictures for my Instagram and website?"

"Of course."

Normally, she would've said no. She hated getting her picture taken. But normally, Wanda didn't get tattoos or become this close to someone like this.

Like you.

You were special.

"Thank you." You nodded to her as you put your phone down and grabbed some hand sanitizer. "Okay, let's get the wrap on, and then I can go over the aftercare."

Wanda's focus was back on you, and she hung on your every word.

"Y/N?" Wanda spoke up as your hand slimmed out the clear wrapping on her tattoo. "Wanda?" You said in the same tone, making Wanda teasingly roll her head away from you.

"I was thinking..." She started as you lifted your touch away from her soft skin. "Yes?" You asked as Wanda turned her face back to you.

She cleared her throat and sat up on the table.

"Could I have the pictures you took?" You easily nodded. "Sure, I can DM you on your Instagram or-"

"You could text them," Wanda said with confidence clear in her voice.

You stopped. "Or I could text them." You smiled as you stood up and grabbed a pamphlet of the aftercare process for Wanda to follow. "Here is everything you need to know." Wanda took it gently from your fingers. "What lotions to use. What soaps to not use... I could also text you this information. If you'd like."

You said as Wanda looked up and handed you back the pamphlet.

"You can text me."

You nodded. "Then I'll text you." Wanda shyly looked away from you as you both wore pink on your faces.

You looked around your space. "If you'd like to use the bathroom, it's just down the hall to the right. If not, I can meet you at the counter, and we can discuss cost. I'll only be a couple of minutes."

Wanda nodded and got up. She pulled the black curtain to your space back and was about to step out when she stopped herself and turned around to you. "Thank you. For everything. I'll probably thank you repeatedly, but I want you to know I mean it. They were with me before, but now their little flower has one for them. " She gave a watery smile, and before you could respond, Wanda walked away.

Wanda pulled out her phone, brushed her eyes, pulled her hoodie around, and stared at the tattoo pictures until you joined her at the front.

When you did, you held the red blanket Wanda had been using earlier. "Here." You said as you sat down next to Wanda on the waiting couch. "I'll text you it later, but one of the final steps of aftercare is to have a warm blanket nearby. So here."

Your kindness throughout the whole day meant more than you'd ever know.

Wanda swallowed and reached over, letting her hand run through the blanket before grabbing yours. Soft was her touch.

You let her fingers brush over your knuckles. "Is there a step about good company?" Wanda questioned as her voice became thicker with her accent. Her body leaning forward. "Yes." You nodded. "Company is supposed to take care of dinner." Your voice had become slow as you carefully weaved into this space with Wanda.

"Dinner?" Wanda husked. You simply smiled. "Text me when you're free?" You raised an eyebrow as Wanda looked up and scrunched her face.

She hadn't felt this way in a long time.

And neither had you. So when Wanda gripped your hand and gave you a very nervous but small peck on the lips, you let her.

And Wanda let you give her a discount even though she used the remaining cash she had as a tip.

Moments later. "Sent." Wanda received your text with a blushing emoji quickly, followed by a detailed step-by-step aftercare plan with a video in case Wanda needed it. "Thank you." She said before she texted back an emoji with a smile.

"I'll text you!" Wanda said in response to you as you closed the door to the shop behind her. Only then did you notice that your open sign had been flipped to close.

You didn't remember doing that.

But it didn't matter. You found yourself smiling and laughing all day. Learning about a country you were going to search traditional dishes from.

You met Wanda.

Wanda Maximoff.

You blushed when she texted you about a half hour later, letting you know that she had made it home safe. Wanda then sent a picture of her with the red blanket wrapped around her body.

You and Wanda texted every single day before and after your first date. You made Sokovian meals for her and took her around the city to let her experience anything she wanted. You held her close and kissed her as the two of you found yourselves under the same red blanket. You told her you loved her two months after she introduced you to her co-workers/housemates.

And now, as you wait for Wanda to text you after her mission in Lagos, are you working on a flash tattoo sheet of a scarlet witch.

Your girlfriend.

Wanda Maximoff. Your Sokovian Flower.

dividers by @/benkeibear

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hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch · 1 year

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Y/n: Remember your emo phase?

Wanda: nope

Y/n:….yeah you do

Wanda: I can assure you my love I’ve never had an emo phase

Y/n: so this isn’t you?

Wanda: Never seen that woman before, she looks about 24 trying to be 16 in those clothes

Y/n: Well I'm not here to judge you for your questionable fashion choices at that age but why was your ponytail so tight? Didn't that hurt?

Wanda:

Y/n: So do you remember the phase?

Wanda sighs: The ponytail did hurt yes, Pietro had to help me with it some-

Y/n: I knew it!

Wanda: Why did you bring it up?

Y/n: Oh the boys wanted proof of your emo phase and I just got a confession now I’m gonna go and show them the pictures *runs off*

Wanda: Hey you come back! Don’t you dare show them! They already think I'm the uncool parent!

#marvel #marvel imagine #marvel incorrect quotes #AoU #Age of Ultron Wanda #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximov #wanda maximoff #mcu #marvel au #thank queue very much

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ultrone · 1 year

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💬 ꉂ ┈ scream characters' texts.

includes. chad, amber, wes, tara, sam, and ethan

part two

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charliedawn · 1 year

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Hi! I liked your fic with Ultron, I was glad to know that you are writing for him. If everything is fine, may I request a continuation of "How would they react if you were to marry someone else?", but with Ultron?

I decided to add Venom, Otto and Norman because...I love villains. 😂

"So...You chose him ?", Ultron asked before giving a disdainful glance at your partner.

He was unworthy of you. A fleshing. A nothing. You had been created for him. And yet, you had chosen an Earthling as your spouse. How shameful...And how wrong of you.

"You will come to regret your decision...", he warned you—but you shrugged.

"You never even tried to love me. He does."

He restrained a mocking laugh at your claim before his red eyes stared at you and you gritted your teeth at his mocking expression.

"And you do ?"

A shiver ran down your spine and you tried to appear confident as you took a step forward, red eyes meeting red eyes.

"I will marry him. And there's nothing you can do to stop me.", you told him with a serious expression. But, Ultron wasn't convinced. He huffed a laugh before taking another step forward, so you had to crane your neck up to even see his expression.

"Don't. Test me.", he said in a low and threatening voice and you knew he would kill everyone in the room if you kept pushing. You hadn't even invited him. He had decided to stride in and ruin everything—like always. He had made so much ruckus that you hadn't even succeeded in uttering the two important words to seal the marriage.

You wanted to escape fate. But, Ultron wasn't going to let you go so easily. You knew that. And yet...You wanted to try. You turned back towards the priest and opened your mouth.

"I..." Before you could even say I Do, he had covered your mouth to muffle any other sound you might be willing to make. He then took your soon-to-be husband by the throat and grinned at the terror in your eyes.

"The only one who you will ever be able to say 'I do' to, will be me...Understood ?"

Your eyes watered and you nodded begrudgingly. You had no choice. Maybe Ultron had been relieved of any ounce of humanity he ever had, but you hadn't. He smirked and released your husband's windpipe, only to use a metallic claw to pin the priest to his altar.

"Now...I want us to make it official. Come on, darling...", he leaned forward and chuckled darkly in your ear. "~Say yes."

"EDDIE ! Y/N IS GETTING MARRIED !"

Eddie ignored Venom. He didn't have the energy to talk right now. He just wanted to go and crawl to die in a hole. He wanted to drown his sorrow in chocolate sirup and burgers. But, Venom wouldn't let him.

Venom appeared into view and threw the bag of nachos he had in hand to the floor.

"EDDIE !"

Eddie finally raised his eyes to look at the gooey creature before him with an emotionless expression, and even Venom was surprised by the lack of reaction of his vessel.

"What ?", he asked with an unreadable expression and Venom knew at that moment that Eddie was in no playing mood.

"...Are you...Are you really going to let it happen ?", the entity asked with a little hesitancy before staring at his human vessel with something akin to worry.

Venom had never sounded or looked so small...His head peaked from underneath his coat and Eddie's jaw twitched. It seemed that even Venom could feel the storm brewing within him. He had never felt Eddie so upset, and it worried him.

You used to always be there to keep his emotions in check, but Eddie had pushed you away by hiding his feelings from you.

And now ? He had no idea what to do. One side of him was telling him to leave you alone. The other was screaming to be let out and stop what was about to happen before it was too late.

"What are we going to do, Eddie ?", Venom insisted and for the first time, it was Eddie who summoned him—covering his body and leaning into his strength as he all but growled out.

"Bring back our happiness..."

Eddie then jumped out the window and ran with the invitation he had received that very morning in his hand. He wouldn't pass out on another opportunity to be happy. Not this time.

"...Y/N ?"

You looked at the aisle and was surprised to find your ex-husband standing there—shocked. You stared at each other for a few seconds before you had the strength to utter the name you had spent years trying to forget.

"...Norman ?", you replied—dumbfounded.

He had died 5 years ago...What was he doing here ? He looked at you and one of his old coworkers who was now holding your hand before an upset frown appeared on his face.

"You...You're marrying him ?"

"It's been five years, Norman...Five years of lonely nights. Five years of emptiness. Five years of nothing but coldness.", you tried to explain and let go of your soon-to-be husband.

Norman's eyes softened a bit as he took a step forward, but realized then that you weren't alone and everyone in the church was shocked to see him there. He had heard of the ceremony as he was walking by and thought that seeing him would change your mind. But, no. He now realized he was the one who had abandoned you. He was the one who had left you and there was things he couldn't take back.

He smiled and nodded before taking a seat and gesturing for the priest to go on.

"I won't say anything more. Proceed."

Norman stared fixedly at you and knew...He knew you still loved him by the way your fingers tightened around the bouquet in your hands and how your eyes watered underneath the veil. It was his sadistic side that made him wait, made him challenge you by his sole presence.

'Come on, Y/N. You can fool yourself. But, not me.', he thought before counting the seconds until the bouquet of flowers fell to the floor and you embraced him.

It was weakness. You knew as such. But, you couldn't stay away from Norman.

"Do you have anything to say ?", you asked after Otto entered your bedroom the night before your wedding. You looked mindlessly at the city beneath you and did your best not to look at him.

"No. I understand.", he said while shaking his head and you sighed.

"Wrong answer, Otto."

Your eyes were watery and you wondered if Otto had ever not been selfish in his life ? He had went on his silly revenge quest, leaving you behind as if it meant nothing. You were supposed to marry. And he had the audacity to show up the night before and try to tell you that he supported your decision ? He shouldn't have to. He should have been here when you needed him.

Five years.

Five years of waiting, only for him to return and dare pretend to know what it felt like.

You gritted your teeth and threw the nearest glass at his face, a glass he easily caught and set aside with a sorrowful expression.

"YOU LEFT ME, COWARD !"

He didn't even flinch as you started punching his chest and screaming. He was gone. You had mourned him. All that for nothing...You finally rested your forehead against his chest and whimpered.

"I love you...And you left me."

Otto's arms wrapped around you as a shushed you softly.

"I know. I know...But, I promise. It won't happen again."

You let out a shaky breath and shook your head. The man you loved had come back, but at what price ? He wanted you to trust him. But, was it really worth it ?

You looked up and couldn't help but smile up at Otto and he smiled back before leaning forward to kiss you softly. And you let him.

Because no matter how much you wanted to hate him, your heart still belonged to him...

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naturesapphic · 2 years

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STOP. IM LITERALLY IN TEARS

#natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff fluff #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff fanfiction #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff imagines #natasha romanoff x fem!reader #black widow #natasha marvel #marvel #text post #age of ultron

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juridical-angel-blog · 3 months

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#Marvel #Marvel Imagine #MCU #Tony Stark #Iron Man #Age of Ultron #RDJ #Robert Downey Jr #Marvel Multiverse Edit

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bitchyglitterfox · 1 year

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Angel - Pietro Maximoff x F!Powered!Reader

Warnings: fix it fic where Pietro doesn't die at the end of Age of Ultron! Medical jargon is probably incorrect.

A/n: Anyway this is for a friend of mine who asked where Wanda's brother's fics were and why I haven't written any. Heres to you 🫡

All grammatical errors are my own bc I don't have beta readers.

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“Male, Caucasian, approximately 22-24 years of age, multiple gunshot wounds to the chest, abdomen and arms. His breathing is labored and blood pressure low.” One of my nurses says as we wheel this unknown man into the O.R.

“Alright! We need gauze, bowls and scalpels and blood! GO! GO! GO!” I yell at my team trying to save this young man’s life. I may be only 20 and one of the youngest surgeons in the world but my team knows I care about them and only yell when it’s something crucial.

“Here ma’am, everything you need.” Maria, my head nurse tells me while I walk into the room gloved and masked.

“Alright ladies and gentlemen, we are going to save this man’s life.” I say looking around the sterile room.

*6 hours later*

“Alright we did it, great job guys. Move him over to an empty recovery room and let them know their friend is fine.” I say walking out. I go and stand near the coffee machine and buy myself a cup.

“So Doc, how's the kid?” I look up and see an old friend.

“Well, Stark, how many times have I told you not to call me Doc? Reminds me of Bugs Bunny, and he’s doing fine. We managed to save him, just barely. He lost a lot of blood, had multiple breaks, what the hell were you guys fighting?!”

“Uh robots, and besides if you had come along with us like I keep suggesting and using those wonderful powers you have-“ I cut him off before he can even finish his thought.

“Stark I’ve told you before, I’m not properly trained for combat, I’m just a doctor, and I’ll tell you what I’ll go and heal all his wounds right now, that way you’ll have him back.” I say sipping the black hot liquid.

“And I told you (y/n) there’s more out there than just shitty coffee and white walls. Listen I'll pitch the idea to Fury to have you move to the compound and become an avenger, you could help a whole lot more people if you agreed” He says as he walks back down the hallway and out the door.

I threw the cup of coffee away and walked into Pietro’s room. I learned of his name after the operation. He honestly looks very peaceful just lying there sleeping. I go and close the blinds and shut and lock the door. I don't need anyone not authorized to know about my powers to come stumbling in the room.

I take off my glove and remove his blanket from his chest; I take a deep breath and lay my hands on his chest. A white light filling up the room along with the slight hum of the machines connected to him.

When I finish he begins to slowly open his eyes. “Is that an Angel I see? A beautiful angel?”

I blush slightly “No Mr. Maximoff, I can assure you that I am no Angel. I am your Doctor; my name is (y/n) (l/n).”

“So I do have an angel in front of me because only an angel would have such a beautiful name as that.” He said smiling.

“Well it’s good to see you are getting back to normal brother” a female voice came from the door.

“Well that is my que to go, I’ll be checking back on you tomorrow and if everything looks good, you should be free to go within the next few days” I say sliding out of the door.

“She seems nice” I hear his sister say as I walk back to my office. Wait, how’d she unlock the door? Did she see me use my powers? All these questions went on swimming through my head.

******

“Good morning Mr. Maximoff, how are you feeling?” I asked while walking into his hospital room, looking at his medical charts “are you eating alright?”

“Good, I've gotten my strength back and maybe that means my speed came back?” he says, getting up in his bed.

“Wow there mr maximoff you've only just started healing and you only recently had surgery. It might take some time for your speed to get back.” I say while gently lying him back down on the bed.

“Alright but promise me once we're out of here and I'm no longer your patient we will hang out and be friends yes?” he says while smiling the dorkiest of smiles I've ever seen.

“Yes, we are already friends but when you get released we can hang out” I say while grabbing my clipboard and walking back out of the room and closing the door. I lean against the wall outside and take a deep breath, wow i can't be falling for my patient but he wont be my patient next week, no next week he’ll be my teammate.

Just before walking into his room this morning I had gotten a call from Stark informing me I would become an official member of the team, healing them whenever necessary as well as healing those injured during missions.

This will surely be a fun experience especially when I have a handsome man like Pietro on my team.

#bitchyglitterfox writes #marvel #marvel x reader #marvel studios #pietro x reader #pietro maximoff #pietro maximoff x reader #fix it fic #pietro maximoff imagine #age of ultron #maximoff twins

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fandomnerd9602 · 3 months

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During Age of Ultron, Y/N sees Wanda…

Y/N: hello gorgeous

Natasha stops them…

Natasha: she was our enemy three days ago

Y/N: cmon sis, past is the past

Y/N walks up to Wanda…

Y/N: hey

Wanda: (purrs) hey yourself

Natasha: oh brother

#marvel #marvel imagine #marvel fluff #mcu #mcu imagine #mcu fandom #marvel incorrect quotes #incorrect marvel quotes #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff #age of ultron

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tremendouscreationperson · 9 months

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Bucky Barnes x Reader

So I'm still living in the 2012-2015 fan fic era where all the avengers lived together and worked together and Bucky was still new to the team.

This is the beginning of a fic that I've wanted to write for a while, Im kinda posting it to see if anyone would actually be interested in a full fic

Bucky entered the briefing room, practically everyone was already there, staying close to the back wall. He was still apprehensive about being part of a team, still worried he would hurt someone, so it was better for him to stand, rather than sit at the table. They hadn't even let him on a mission yet, so a part of him was ready to retreat back to the room he was provided, but he didn't, it was important to show a willingness. The main five were chatting idly, along with a few of the others - he wasn't caught up yet on who was an avenger and who was just working for SHIELD.

Steve caught his gaze, nodding in a hello, then went back to talking with Tony. He was still wary - no that's not the word - he was careful around Bucky. Clearly not wanting to offend him, either with memories he didn't remember or his sad puppy eyes.

Widow entered the room and followed his movements, she was closer to the left door. At least they had an unspoken bond - if you could call trauma a bonding experience. Her eyes scanned the room and she left the wall, walking towards Barton and his free chair. They immediately engaged in a hot debate, furiously signing at each other. Bucky was alone on the wall again, but he didn't have time to wallow as Fury made a quick entrance.

"Get the lights." He spoke to anyone, the lights were dimmed and the screen he was standing in front of illuminated. "This is not your usual briefing." The screen showed a muted video of a girl, she was sitting at her desk and waving a USB.

"You showing us an unboxing video?"

"I wish it was that, Stark." Fury pulled up another screen, this one had a few different maps, each showing a target. "This YouTuber 'cutezieppoozie' found something that she was never meant to find." Bucky watched as the girl plugged in the USB, rookie move, who plugs something they don't know into their computer? "She says in this her aunt used to work for the government and had an accident at work, she then shows us this video. We've had to take it down."

The volume was turned up as the video came on. It was shoddy and shaky and clearly a violation of whatever contract had been signed. Dingy cells, some with crooked bars, some with oxygen proof doors. It was dark making it hard to differentiate between shadow and objects. The camera then showed the rigorous training of what looked like a small girl. She could teleport or 'phase' through those she was fighting. The clip ended abruptly and there were a few bloodied hospital beds, the new clip was filmed portrait as if she was hiding the camera. The beds held different people, there were two clearly familiar faces. The twins both looked weak. There was then someone familiar only to Bucky but he didn't know why, it was a big muscled man, he had most likely fought the man. Then, the video was of a woman that looked similar to 'cutezieppoozie', she had the same hair and eyes, she was sitting in a cupboard, looking worried. The woman spoke about how there were monstrous experiments going on and that she won't be a part of it. She says that she'll pass the camera on to another person and that is how she can prove she is serious.

You popped up, causing a few gasps - he almost joined in, he knew you. There was a point where you and he were neighbours in your cages. He was violent and cruel and you were nice. You offered friendship and when he was bleeding you helped him through the bars. You may have been the reason he was still here as being a Winter Soldier he was usually the punching bag for new recruits.

Your hair was matted and your skin sunken but your voice was just the same. "Fury, I need you. We're currently located in Sokovia, there are other bases - they move us around a lot. The Widows and Soldiers usually stay in Russia but a few have been left here for training purposes. They're making weapons, we have ghosts and witches and men that can move metal, men that are made of metal, beasts, hulks." A noise made you turn back, your hand covering the camera.

The aunt was back, telling the locations of each base, each correlating to one of Fury's maps. She then signs off by saying she hopes this finds the right people.

Fury pulls up a digital file of you and your SHIELD work. Your photo was pristine, your face beautiful (with or without makeup - he wasn't sure), your hair was cropped in a bob cut, your shoulders were meaty with muscles too. You looked amazing, he felt bad thinking of that but you did.

"Now the footage is old, I see apprehensive faces but we've managed to identify some bases that we never would have before because of this. This is an essential mission, disregarding (L/N), if there are more weapons, more soldiers, we need to neutralise them."

Fury was allocating team members to each location, a few new ones were added since some had already been liberated. Bucky left the wall, taking a few steps closer to the action, Fury's eye flickered up to him and back down again.

"Barnes, I want you in the field, too." Bucky schooled his features and nodded. "You'll go to Tiksi, there's a lot of ground there to cover. Falcon will meet you there."

"I can't believe she could be alive." Barton shook his head in disbelief.

"I can't believe you stopped looking." Wanda countered, crossing her arms.

"There were bigger fights." Banner defended, he picked up a pack and had a look through it. "Wouldn't you want me away from civilization? You've put me in Egypt."

"We want Banner not Hulk." Fury shrugged, "need your brains on this one."

The others lost themselves in conversation and Steve happened to find himself next to Bucky. "You're out on the field for this one." He commented.

"Yeah."

There was a long awkward pause before they both spoke at the same time.

"Be careful?"

"I recognised her."

Steve's eyes widened before he whisper-yelled, "What?"

"We were in the same cells." Bucky shrugged. "Or maybe I'd just seen her picture, I don't know."

"Are the memories from you?" Bucky shook his head once. "Maybe you should sit this one out, then." The frown on Bucky's face made Steve carry on, "I just mean that she may drag up old memories she doesn't mean to."

"I'm fine." And with that Bucky left the briefing.

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phaticserpent · 2 years

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Celebrating their Birthday pt.1(?)

The reader celebrates their birthday (all the characters I write for) can be platonic or romantic: Ultron, Peter Pan, Felix, Pitch Black, and Jack Frost

Warning: a little suggestive for Pitch

Ultron

It was a random thought that came to you. He would always celebrate your birthday, but you never recalled celebrating his birthday. Curious, you slipped into the living room where Ultron was. He was busy fiddling with something and you took the seat next to him.

"Hm? Are you hungry?" He looked up from his activity.

"No, I just have a question."

"You're welcome to ask away."

"When's your birthday?"

He seemed to hesitate before answering, "I don't have one."

"Of course you do! The day you came into existence is your birthday." Knowing he couldn't really shake you off, he replies with the date he saw when he first woke.

You jumped up from your seat. "That's tomorrow!"

"Mm." Ultron hummed. He watched you disappear into the room out of the corner of his eyes. As it was his first birthday celebration, you wanted everything to be perfect. And when tomorrow came, you made sure everything was still where you left them. Of course, Ultron was up early and occupied in the kitchen to prep breakfast.

"Good morning!"

"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah." You peered over to see what he was cooking. "I shouldn't be making you cook for me on your birthday." You huffed, crossing your arms. Ultron raised a brow at you.

"Well it's my pleasure. Plus, you can't cook."

"Ouch."

"It's true."

"It is." You laughed. While Ultron was finishing up, you set the table and brought out his gift as well as his card that you had made. As you stared at them in your hands, you started to have second thoughts as his gifts were more intricate and well thought out. You glanced over at Ultron and started to doubt yourself. Before you knew it, he approached the table with breakfast in hand.

"Are you alright?"

"Uh, yeah!" He watched you sit down and he took the seat across from you. "Do you have any plans?"

"Not today." He hummed. You nodded and slowly drew out his gifts in your hand.

"Well...it's not much," you bit your lips as you handed them to Ultron. He stared at them and then back to you. "I...I wish I prepared something more for you. You've done so much for me and looking back on it, my gifts seems so insignificant compared to yours. You deserve a lot and I promise I'll—"

"Thank you." Ultron smiled. You looked up at him, as you were staring at the uneaten food, to see that he was staring at the card. "You're the first person to do something like this for me.....you may not know it, but I really appreciate everything you do. Thank you." You smiled at him, but his smile dropped when tears started to fall.

"W-what's wrong?" Panicking, Ultron stood from his seat to move towards you. When he was next to you, you threw your arms around him.

"You mean so much to me." You cried. Ultron rubbed your back softly as you cling to his waist.

As your tears died down, he teased, "shouldn't I be the one crying?" You laughed between your cries. You managed to shout out a choked 'happy birthday' for him. For the rest of the day, you and Ultron spent the time doing anything he enjoyed. Which mostly consisted of rewatching movies, finding a remote area to watch the sunset together, talking under the stars – just enjoying your company was all he could ever want.

"Thank you for today.....I genuinely enjoyed it and you....." Ultron paused. "Well, I never enjoyed my 'birthday' since it wasn't as pleasant but you made it easier. Thank you for everything."

"Of course! This is literally the least I could do for you." You smiled sheepishly. "You deserve the day for yourself."

Peter Pan

It wasn't odd that no one knew anything about Pan, but you bet Felix did.

"Hey, Felix." You whispered. The boy was scraping down the last spoonful of his plate and he shot you a puzzled look. "When's Pan's birthday?"

"Ask him." He responded.

"Where's the fun in that?" You whined. "I bet you know."

"Nope."

"You're lying."

"I'm not." Felix shrugged. "He never told me."

"Well that's a surprise." You huffed.

"Just ask him." Felix nodded towards Pan. You let out a sigh, you knew he was right. Speak of the devil, Pan walked over to the two of you and took the seat next to you.

"I heard my name." Pan raised a brow. "Ask me what?" You don't know why you felt your face flush but you glanced at Felix, who immediately avoided your gaze.

You sighed, "Well, we were wondering when your birthday is."

"They were." Felix corrected.

"Oh shut up. I know you're curious too." You scoffed. Pan just chuckled.

"Alright, I'll tell you two." He smirked. "But first, I want to hear your guesses."

"You look like a summer child, so.....June?"

"August?"

"May?" The two of you took turns randomly listing month and dates. While Pan just sat back with a cheeky grin.

"Alright. Wow, you guys weren't even close." Pan scoffed while you and Felix glared at him. Eventually, Pan told you his birthday.

"Oh! That's.....that's.....I don't even know what day it is." You realized. Pan had a smug look on his face.

"Oh don't worry about it. It's not like I expect much anyways." Pan stated. "Alright, it's nearly curfew." He stood up abruptly, dismissing everyone to bed. You eyed him cautiously. You stood up too, but stood besides Pan.

"It's today, isn't it?"

"Hm, what is?"

"Your birthday." You said. Pan shot you a short smile, it wasn't a cheeky smile but something that was all too familiar. "Come on." You took his hand and dragged him away from the camp.

"—(Y/N), seriously, I don't really celebrate—"

"I'm not hearing you out." You dismissed. Pan caught up with your pace, not resisting anymore and the two of you walked hand in hand through Neverland. Eventually, you came into a clearing where the view was absolutely breathtaking. It had a perfect scenery of the ocean with the full moon, the forest behind you. It looked like something out of a fantasy world.

"I see you've done some exploring." Pan chuckled. He was taking in the scenery and wasn't paying attention to you rapidly trying to set stuff up. So when he turned around to look at you, you were already sitting with cake. "Where–?"

"I was saving it." You replied. "For a special occasion, but I think that time is now." Pan sat across from you. In the dim moonlight, you could see a soft smile forming and....were those, tears?

"....thank you." He turned his face away to brush away the tears.

"Pan—"

"I just got dust in my eyes, I'll be fine." He dismissed and you let out a short giggle at how stubborn he was.

"Come on, it's supposed to be a happy occasion. That's why it's 'happy birthday'." You teased. "Happy birthday, Peter." Throughout the night, the two of you finished the cake under the stars while conversing. Soon enough, it came to an end and you walked back to camp with Pan.

"How can I thank you?" He cleared his throat.

"What is there to thank? It's the bare necessity."

"Either way....you still cared."

"Fine, since I know you won't stop pestering me." You bit the inside of your cheek. "I'll take a hug."

"A hug?"

"A hug." You smiled. Pan just shrugged and brought you into his embrace. You squeezed him gently as you felt him relax into you. Although your grip on him began to loosen, he didn't let go. You held him as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. "Are you alright?"

"Mmm, I like this."

"Hey, this is suppose to be my gift."

"I know you're enjoying this." Pan mumbled and you chuckled. He let go and you swore you could see the flush of his cheeks.

"Good night Pan." You smiled. Pan's smile faded as he nodded, a little sad that you had gone back to calling him 'Pan' instead of 'Peter'.

"Good night [Y/N]." He replied. "But next time, call me Peter."

"Will do!" You chuckled before heading towards your tent. Pan left with a giant ass smile.

Felix

He was a quiet and reserved guy, so it wasn't a surprise when the other lost boys couldn't answer your question. You had known Felix for quite some time, yet he never mentioned his past nor his birthday to you. But you bet that one person knew.

"I don't know." Pan shrugged. You stared at him in disbelief.

"You're kidding."

"I'm not." He scoffed. "When have I ever 'kid'?"

"Do you want me to answer that?" You raised your eyebrow at him as he smirked at your rebuttal.

"Fine." After he told you the day and what day today was, you thanked him quickly before making a beeline to your tent. You realized you didn't have anything for Felix, no present, no card, no cake. So you rushed back to Pan to tell him your plan.

Eventually, Felix returned from the hunt with a few other lost boys. You rushed to Felix, "I can get that for you." You insisted.

"It's okay, I got it." Felix dismissed.

"No I got it." You assured. He stared at you in confusion before finally handing the hunt to you. There was a soft grunt from you, but ignored Felix's raised brow. He went to Pan and watched as you lugged the hunt to the campfire. You immediately told the returning lost boys the plan, and they all agreed. The rest of the night, everyone took Felix's regular duties. Which left him confused and a little sad.

"Am I no longer your best man?" You overheard him asking to Pan.

"What? Of course you are." Pan scoffed. "I just thought, today may be a good day for you to get some rest. The other lost ones can handle it." Felix didn't seem convinced, but he just nodded since it was Pan.

Finally, as dinner came to an end, the campfire started. To further avoid suspicion from Felix, Pan began the tune as normal. You watched in anticipation as Felix tended to the fire. Then, the music changed to a tuned down 'happy birthday'. The lost boys began to dance and clap in rhythm as Felix's expression turned dumbfounded until you brought out the cake, provided by Pan.

"What–?"

"Happy birthday, Felix!" You smiled. Pan smiled as he watched Felix blow out the candles and everyone cheered. You distributed cake to everyone, obviously giving Felix and Pan the biggest piece.

"You told them, didn't you." Felix whispered to Pan.

"'Course I did." Pan smirked. "Happy birthday, Felix." You watched as Felix's face flush and nod. You turned away before they could catch your gaze.

Pitch Black

You had the entire day thought out. The morning would be casual and simple, then you two would go out for lunch - to a restaurant or cuisine of his own choosing. Return to spend more time together before you cook him his favorite dinner and finally give him his gift, then watch horror movies together. You sighed in content and hoped the day would actually go as planned.

Though, speaking of Pitch, he was nowhere to be found around his entire lair. You searched high and low until the shadows stirred.

"Oi, where's Pitch?" You asked them. They scowled and whispered amongst themselves until they finally answered.

"A Nightmare had escaped last night, and Lord Pitch went out to take care of it. The mare had caused quite a havoc." You gritted your teeth. Of course this would happen on a this day, the last birthday, he had gotten trapped in a dream catcher. You just hoped it wouldn't take long.

A few hours went by and you decided to start prepping for dinner. The fearlings curiously watched you, inching closer but you smacked them away from the food.

"Lord Pitch should've arrived by now." The Fearlings all sighed, and you joined them. You stared at the collection of horror movies he had. "Oooh, that one is good." They pointed at one of the horror movies and you picked it up. As you scanned the summary, a lone fearling rushed in.

"He's here! Lord Pitch is on his way!" The other Fearlings cheered and you sighed in relief as Pitch descended into his lair on a nightmare.

"–Ridiculous. Get out of my sight before I vaporize you." Pitch growled as the Nightmare galloped away. "Should've left them to the Guardians." His stern face diminished when he saw you and realized the time.

"Pitch–"

"(Y/N), I am so sorry for the delay.....I wasn't expecting it to take so long–" He explained, but you went in for a hug.

"Happy birthday." You sighed. Pitch gently rubbed your back in reassurance while the Fearlings snickered nearby. He sent them a deathly stare and they all went running into the shadows. Finally, you pulled away and dragged him to the kitchen. "I made you dinner, it might be cold but I can reheat it. I know you had a long day–" you started, but Pitch pulled you towards him. You faced him, flush against his chest as his other hand cupped your cheek before he pressed his lips to yours. He pushed you against the counter and lifted you on top of it, his hands now gripping your waist.

"The dinner can wait, I'd rather spend this moment with you." Pitch hummed.

Jack Frost

You knew Jack's birthday was coming up and you wanted to prepare something special. It's been a few years since you two met and of course you would throw a tiny celebration. By 'tiny' it would just be the two of you. You had already set up the cake, it was an ice cream cake and it was decorated with extreme care and thought.

Now, you stood in your room trying to plan out the entire day for him. "Perhaps if I took him ice skating.....? No, that's too simple. What about an amusement park? Too busy and he might be reminded that some people can't see him......" You were busy thinking out loud, that you hadn't noticed Jack fly in.

"Yo." He finally greeted, causing you to jump. "So? What's so special about tomorrow that's got you so worked up?" He didn't know?

"When did you get here?" You rushed around trying to clean up your room.

"Eh, just a minute ago." Jack tilted his head at you. "Do you plan on doing something tomorrow? Cause I'll be busy." Your heart sunk. Truth be told, Jack was just messing with you.

"Oh, huh. I was hoping we could spend the day together." You chuckled nervously. Jack shook his head. "You can't even visit for a minute?"

"Nope." Jack grinned. Which made you realize his little prank.

"You little–" you scowled as he laughed. "Jerk."

"I'm sorry–" Jack cried out in between laughs.

You rolled your eyes and smirked, "you know what? No cake for you."

"No." Jack gasped.

"Yes."

"I'm sorry, (Y/N)!"

"Nope, it's too late." You smirked as Jack played along. Sooner or later the two of you came to an agreement when the birthday would start.

The day finally arrived and you were starting to worry about how plain his birthday might've been. And it was definitely difficult to navigate without Jack having to use his powers.....despite him making it clear that he was fine with it, you still insisted on driving. Truth be told, there wasn't much to do in Pennsylvania, even if you drove for a couple of hours. So, you took Jack around town and bought everything he wanted or needed.

"Are you sure? I don't want to waste your money like thay......I know how hard you worked for it." Jack scratched his head.

"Yes I'm sure." You grunted out, ignoring the strange look the cashier was giving you. The two of you settled on ice cream as you walked around, even coming across a lake where the two of you dipped your feet in. The peaceful moment lasted about a second before Jack kicked water at you. The water fight was one sided as Jack turned the water into ice, and you were shivering from the cold. "Jerk."

"You love me."

"In your dreams." You teased. As you drove back home, you couldn't help but think it was too simple. "....I'm sure you've had better birthdays in the past......I'm sorry if it's too boring or something like that." Jack gave you a quizzical look.

"No, this is the best birthday I could ask for. I don't know why you think that it's boring....." Jack chewed the inside of his cheek. "I had a lot of fun, and I have you to thank for it. Plus, I never really knew my birthday when I lost my memories."

"Oh fuck, I'm sorry Jack."

"No don't be." He smiled. "I genuinely had fun, but don't stress yourself out. I always have fun whenever I'm with you." The rest of the drive, your face was flushed but Jack was busy staring out the window to notice. You returned home and brought out the ice cream cake, lighting the candles and singing the traditional happy birthday song. Jack couldn't stop from staring at you, even after the song was over.

"Make a wish." You smiled. He nodded before closing his eyes and reopening them to blow the candles out.

"Thank you." Jack smiled, his cheeks flushed as he pulled you in for a hug. You went shock still from the surprise, but wrapped your arms around him in comfort.

"Happy birthday, Jack."

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