Age Of Ultron - Blog Posts
something for the wanda stans
ULTRON.
LOOK ME IN THE EYE AND TELL ME HE'S NOT HOT. BOOM YOU LIED
(I literally stared at this picture for 15 minutes straight and drooled)
Avengers films + Titles
Avengers evolution:
1:
2:
3:
4:
The final frontier (for now):
How do I get freaky with the robots
AGH!!!!
I just realized Pietro in AoU could have moved the bullets! He had in a few earlier scenes! He could have lived to the end of the movie! Marvel sucks!
I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you But not as much as I do - Fall Out Boy (...Again :D)
Best song ever! THE LAST OF THE REAL ONE
Between Real and Fake by nevergracie
HYDRA Peter Parker fic. Basically, Peter is sent to the same Sokovia base as Wanda and Pietro. No romantic relationships except mentioned or minor. Sibling relationship with Peter, Wanda, and Pietro. Chapter lengths average to about 2400 words a chapter. 11 chapters. Complete. Can be read as a stand-alone but is the main fic in a series im currently updating. Parental Clint Barton and parental Tony Stark. (but tony stark only at the end) Takes place during Age of Ultron. Also my first ever fic posted and it kind of gets better as it goes on I think.
Pietro and Wanda Maximoff | Age of Ultron | Not my gif
Requests are OPEN
Review: Avengers: Age of Ultron (2015)
Rating: 8.0 of 10
In terms of Marvel’s universe, Avengers: Age of Ultron is pretty decent. Because Marvel has been pulling things off left and right throughout these years, any small dip downward will always be felt like a dip. For me unfortunately, Age of Ultron could not reach the heights that was Iron Man, The Avengers, or Captain America: The Winter Soldier, although thankfully it did not rise low like Thor or Iron Man 2.
In Avengers: Age of Ultron, after the fall of SHIELD, Avengers Initiative was continued by Maria Hill under the wings of Tony Stark. They were looking high and low for Loki's Sceptre that was left on earth, and found it in a HYDRA base in Sokovia. They attempted to retrieve it, but they also faced something more: two "enhanced" people, Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch (although no one's calling them that). But wait, they're not the villain! The villain was an Artifical Intelligence called Ultron, almost unknowingly built by Tony Stark, who was hellbent on destroying the world like how ultrasmart AI sometimes do.
The movie was fun and exciting, for sure. There were plenty of action to be found in this film, as you would guess from a movie that has Iron Man, Thor, Captain America, Hulk, Black Widow, and Hawkeye together. After all, you can't really accuse a movie that had Hulk vs Iron Man's Hulkbuster Armor to be lacking action. The sequences were big and beautiful as always, and one thing I particularly liked was how determined the heroes were to keep civilians as far as possible. I even liked how they protrayed Scarlet Witch's mind-altering powers visually, she never looked out of place at all.
Despite all that, the movie's strong suit was always when the action stopped. The personal moments were incredibly the best in this film. Hawkeye, who was mostly mind-controlled in the first Avengers, had a lot of screentime dedicated to him and his (surprise) family, and it was sweet. We got to see a whole new side of Natasha and Bruce Banner as they found solace in each other. And Tony Stark? We found out that he was still an arrogant and a genius, as expected. It was always fun to see them hangout over nothing too, like how they did in the party with Thor's hammer (not a euphemism).
Unfortunately, I found the villain kinda meh. Ultron was a very powerful villain, and his very existence was supposed to change the world or something, but he was too strong, too fast, and too vague that it was hard to feel any particular emotion towards him. Mostly I was like, "What's with this guy?" wondering why he got so crazy and ended up with no satisfying answer other than a single Tony Stark's off-handed remark. Ultron was an underdeveloped villain, but the movie itself was already clocking at 2,5 hours that it was an understandable decision. The Vision was pretty cool, though!
And I am excited for the new generation of Avengers!
TL;DR With serviceable villain, Age of Ultron could not be an instant Marvel classic, but it was a spectacle like none other with excellent dramatic moments.
Coming soon: Avengers: Age Of Ultron (2015) Review
We have early release here (and I’ve seen it), but I’ll hold off the review until this week’s Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. Stay tuned!
would you believe me if i said i was autistic for this guy.
do you think they fw skibidi toilet
FOUR YEARS ON THAT ULTRON GRIND
Figuring out how his mouth works with those retractable cheek plates. The more worked up he gets, the more red that glows. Man I like those iridescence parts tho. He gets a lil bit of that as kind of an eyeliner, as a treat. This is just my take on him, mostly based off of the movie but simplified. I might shade this, but at least the flats are done.
would ultron fall into the monster fucking category?
…or is there like a specific genre for robots?
so i did something lol
This tucking post is a frain wreck
You ever just see a character and immediately get attached to them and be like, "god, you're so fxcking perfect" while staring at them lovingly?
Me when Ultron, fr tho-
He's so goddamn hot, it's honestly a crime, no wonder he was the villain; lowkey wanna climb this mfer like a tree
And I'm over here completely obsessing over him like my life depends on it, AND THE FACT THAT HE'S 8FT TALL DOESN'T HELP, LIKE- my 5'3" ass could never; AND HIS VOICE, TOO, HELLOOO???!??
I need him to step on me, I'm desperate
APPRECIATION POST FOR OUR MARVEL MEN
I died...
Imagine disobeying Steve’s orders!
(You’re sitting on the bed, wiping your face with a towel)
Steve: You’re not a hero Y/n. You’re just a civilian who found their way into S.H.I.E.L.D.
Y/n: What the hell is that suppose to mean? Just cause I messed up one mission doesn’t mean the world is ending, Steve. You can’t just do that!
(You stood up in anger, as he watched you. Noticing your chest heaving up and down.)
Steve: I’m the Captain, not you. So take my orders, or get out.
(He threatened with clenched jaws)
Y/n: I’ll take my chances, Rogers. I don’t follow rules, I break them. And if you don’t like that, maybe you should retire because that’s how I'm going to be.
(You threw the towel on the bed and walked by him, slightly stomping your feet)
Steve: We’ll see about that.
WHY DO I SEE THIS HAPPENING?😂
(Clint brings Steve to a barn)
Steve: Why are we at a barn, Clint?
Clint: Natasha told me you were looking for a barn.
Steve: BARNES, Clint.
CLINT BARTON IS MY HERO😭😭😂
BIGGEST TROLL IN MARVEL HISTORY
DON’T DIE OR LEAVE IN INFINITY WAR PLZZZZZ😰😰
No Spoilers Pt 2 (Avengers X Reader)
Characters: Avengers X Reader
Universe: Marvel, Avengers
Warnings: Spoilers to AOU
NOTE: I couldn’t find a way to interpret everything the request wanted, so I changed a few parts, but it follows the main request x
Request: Hi could part 2 of no spoilers be the reader is working with Bruce and they get attacked and get captured by Loki and other villains and The villains think that they are spy. But the reader freaks out about the villan
It had been a few weeks since you had been thrown into the world of the Avengers, and while little progress was being made in getting you home despite their best efforts. You knew they were trying, so you didn’t push them too hard, and instead tried to enjoy your time here.
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My Little Droplet
Pietro Maximoff x Reader (GN) | SFW
Chapter 4
Summary: Sorta all over the place, but know these things are included:
Bracelet making
Sparring with Pietro (and getting in trouble)
Shopping/Dining with him, Wanda, and Vision
Chaos caused at the diner the four of you are in before everything seemingly goes back to normal
Warnings: Swearing, AU, mentions of “girls' day” (Although the activity brought up in this chapter is what classifies it as such, not reader’s gender☝️)
Word Count: 3,123 (Peep that order)
Czech Translations:
Krásná- Beautiful
Drahý- Dear
Miláček- Sweetheart/Darling
Song Suggestions: Sutphin Boulevard- Blood Orange, D>E>A>T>H>M>E>T>A>L- Panchiko, Message From Home- Broadcast
Previous Chapters:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
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As promised, the next day you had made a bracelet for him while the two of you talked. Eventually Wanda and Vision joined in to see how you were doing. You were still adjusting to Vision, being that he was a sentient robot. Though you suppose you have been through weirder things such as the invasion in New York. You pushed the thought away when Wanda’s voice rang through the room.
“Is that a bracelet you’re making?” She asked as she drew closer and peered at your lap. You nodded and smiled as you carefully held it up in your hand, making sure the beads and charms didn’t fall from the untied string.
“Yeah, I’m making one for Pietro. I could make one for you and Vision too if you’d like?”
“Really? What did my brother do to get into your graces like this?” She joked while Pietro, who was behind her and sitting on a chair, rolled his eyes. “It is very cute though. I would like a red and black themed bracelet if you can.” She then turned to Vision for his response.
“Oh! I would like one too, if you don’t mind. I’m not quite sure what colors however…maybe yellow and silver?”
“Alright, red and black for Wanda, and yellow and silver for Vision it is then.” You said as you started to finish up Pietro’s bracelet. You tied it off and handed it to him.
“Y’know this was supposed to be between me and them. You’re interrupting our girls day.” He faked a pointed look towards his twin. Wanda gave him a confused look.
“A girls day?”
“Uh yeah.” He said as if it were obvious while trying to mimic an American accent, failing to do so and raising the container holding the beads and ball of string.
“Making bracelets doesn’t make this a girls day.”
“Well it is enough for me to consider it one.”
“If we go by that logic, then I suppose it would still be one if me and Wanda join.” Vision interjected.
“Plus I’d rather do something than nothing if I’m going to be here for a few more days, and I always appreciate the company.” You glanced up with a gentle smile.
You knew Wanda and Pietro weren’t actually arguing, yet you wanted to reassure her and Vision nonetheless. The two situated themselves into chairs and conversed about how things were going for them in the compound so far, with the occasional dispute between the twins.
The days carried on like this. You tried to keep busy, Pietro by your side either talking or joining you in whatever you were doing, and Wanda dropping by either on her own, or with Vision, or Clint. And on days when your teammates didn’t have missions or other work to do, they would come in to see how you were doing and catch up.
Now that you have finished your one week of bed rest, you were in the clear to fight once more, and can move freely with no pain. However, because you were out for two weeks and rested for one more, you wanted to see if your skills were intact. You and Pietro planned to train and spar together, considering he was new to the team and needed to train regardless. So by the time you stepped foot into the room, you weren’t surprised to see he was already there.
“Ready to lose krásná?” He wore a grin with his arms crossed. You shook your head with a light smile gracing your lips.
“You’re going to regret that Maximoff.” You teased him back as you set your duffel bag down.
“If it’s you, I don’t mind it.” His voice dipped into a quieter and slightly lower tone, taking a few closer steps towards you.
“Already trying to distract me? Scared?”
“Never. Is it working though?” He questioned with a tilt of his head.
“Mm let’s be real.”
“Well I still have the rest of the session for it to work.”
“And if it doesn’t?” You asked while getting into position. “Powers or no powers?”
“Have faith in me.” He teased. “Let’s go with no powers first and then next round with.” He soon backed up and got into a fighting stance as well. Even if his strength is above the average human’s strength, you fought various times without your power, enough to get an upper hand on him this round. The next round unfortunately wasn’t as simple. You obviously knew he was fast and that was an issue. You had to think quickly before one of you made a move. But he didn’t give you much time as he knocked you to the ground, ready to keep you pinned to it. Thankfully your instincts kicked in and you shot a jet stream of water out of your hands, not knowing from which direction he would be coming. It ended up working though, as you heard a groan from across the room and spotted Pietro up against the wall. You teleported towards him and pinned him down once more, but not too rough, being that he just hit a wall.
“That wasn’t too harsh was it?”
“Please, I am not weak, drahý.” He ran his hand down his face to clear off the water droplets.
“I just want to be sure.” You jokingly put your hands up in surrender before standing up and then holding your hands out for him. He used your hands to stand and shortly after, pulled you towards him and began to shake his head, causing the beads of water to splash onto your skin.
“Pietro!” You gasped and tried to pull away, yet he held you firmly, wrapping his arms around you, while laughing as some of the water seeped into your clothes. His embrace was soon met with an empty space in his hold and he realized too late that you had gotten out. He was left with no time to react once he felt a light gush of water on the lower end of his back that traveled up his spine, causing him to spaz slightly from the ticklish feeling. It was your turn to laugh at his reaction now. Your laughter unfortunately only lasted for a few seconds, cut off by the grunt that left your lips when you came in contact with the padded ground. Everything after that was a blur as you and him tussled all over the room, for who knows how long, until the two of you were interrupted by the sound of the training room doors opening, causing the two of you to look up. Tony and Steve took in the sight of the now drenched training room and the headlock you had Pietro in, while Pietro had ahold of your thigh, ready to tug at it. Tony swiftly took his phone out to take a picture of the scene, likely to be used for blackmail, and then stored his phone away once more.
“Right, well when you two are done canoodling, go ahead and clean this place up.” Tony mocked and carefully treaded through the room to turn the fans on; Steve in tow.
“How long have you two even been in here?” Steve questioned and looked around the room, in awe by how much water landed on practically every surface. You both looked at the clock above the doorframe, though it was Pietro who spoke.
“About 30 minutes.”
Pietro’s response was soon followed by a lecture from Steve, who would now supervise your trainings to prevent the room from getting ruined again. The two of you just listened, staying in the position you were found in while looking at Steve. With that, he and Tony left, deciding to train after the place was cleaned up; leaving you and Pietro alone again. Once the doors closed, you looked down at Pietro while he looked up at you before you two busted out laughing. You let go of him, as he did the same, and fell backwards onto the mat, holding your stomach with one hand. By the time your cackles subsided, you let out an exhale and looked around the room that you now had to clean. Pietro, who was between your legs, laying back onto you, followed your line of sight.
“This should take less than 30 seconds to clean up.” Pietro spoke up, seemingly like he knew what you were thinking. You gazed down at him and raised your brow, so that he could continue on. “Can you absorb water?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s easy then. I’ll carry you around and you can use your ability.”
“That’s a good idea actually.” You muttered and soon felt your feet lift off the ground. It didn’t take long for you to understand what was going on and put your powers into use. Luckily it took less than 10 seconds, and you even managed to dry off both you and Pietro. Unfortunately, going fast at what feels like the speed of light made it difficult to stand up right for a few seconds once Pietro put you down. He kept a hold on your waist with his arm to provide stability before you found it.
“We should team up more.”
“We just started training together.” You chuckled at his comment.
“We work well do we not?”
“We do, but we’ll have to train more to see what’s the best way to operate. Though I don’t think we’ll be able to go all out if Steve is going to play babysitter.”
“Damn Steve.”
“Since when do you say damn?” You giggled a bit.
“Since I heard Clint say it.” You guys continued to talk while making your way out of the training area. You weren’t paying much attention to where you were going, until you glanced at your surroundings and realized you were in the dormitory wing of the compound. That’s when it you hit you that you’ve never seen his room and he hasn’t seen yours. You wondered if he has even decorated his yet. It didn’t take long for your curiosity to be quelled. He opened his door to reveal a basic room that had all the furniture yours had when you first moved into your bedroom.
“Do you have any plans on what you’re going to do here?”
“You sound like Wanda.”
“Then I know I’m asking the right things.” He smirked at that and lightly shook his head.
“I don’t know what to put here yet.” He muttered while his eyes drifted around the room. “I can’t remember the last time I decorated a room of mine.” He muttered once more, but his voice was quieter, almost as if he was trying to recall. The distant look in his eyes told you your assumptions were right.
“If you want a piece of advice, start with what you like. What you’re interested in or if you see decorations you enjoy, go with that. And if you want your room to be color coordinated, think of the paint color you’d choose first. If you don’t care for that though, just shop around and get what catches your eyes.” He took in what you said before nodding, as if a choice was made.
“It’s a good a thing you are already in this room then.” The mischievous expression he usually carries made its way back onto his face. You blinked and you were suddenly sitting up-right on his bed, with your back against the pillows and bed frame, while he was laying down next to you with his arms behind his head.
“I shouldn’t have told you anything.”
“As if you don’t like to be in the same bed with me.” He shot you a wink, only to be met with a flick on the top of his head. “Ow!” He moved his head away to rub it, and jokingly pouted. “You are so mean.”
“You are so flirtatious.”
“You bring it out of me.” He shrugged.
“Everyone brings it out of you.”
“You bring it out of me mostest.” You chuckled at that.
“It would just be most.”
“You got what I meant either way.” He flicked your thigh in retaliation before smirking up at you, to which you couldn’t help but to laugh a bit at.
“I did. So, have you actually thought of anything you’d want here?”
“I think I’d want more clothes first and then get a shelf with DVDs, so I can watch the sitcoms I used to see with my parents. Maybe change the furniture in here too. And the paint color. It’s boring.” He huffed through his nose.
“That’s a good start yeah.” After awhile you spoke up again. “When you do go shopping for your room, can I tag along?”
“Of course. You were going with me regardless. After all, I need someone to show me around the city.” He smiled up at you, and you returned the act.
“In that case, should we invite Wanda and Vision too?” You figured it would be best, given that they still need to decorate their rooms as well, and could probably use a tour guide. He agreed to the idea, and you both went to a bunch of stores with the pair. After what felt like 20 different stores, you all, except for Vision, were hungry. You ended up finding a diner while heading in the direction of the compound and decided you may as well stop there. The four of you entered the quaint restaurant and sat in a booth. You sat beside Pietro who had his arms resting on the back of the seat. You guys stayed silent for some time as you ate, the tiredness leaving little energy to talk after all that browsing and walking. Though it didn’t last too long for the quiet to be disrupted due to you noticing your fries were leaving at a faster rate than what you were consuming. You put two and two together and randomly swatted at the air, just above your tray of fries to see if you were right. You heard Pietro suck through his teeth while holding his hand. “So you were stealing them!”
“You never said I couldn’t!”
“I never said you could! You could’ve just asked.”
“Its not as fun.” You narrowed your eyes at his response and teleported to sit beside Vision, preventing Pietro from further stealing. “Okay okay! I’m sorry, can I please get some of your fries.” You teleported back to him and nudged your tray towards him. His fast metabolism led to him eventually eating all of it, so you ended up ordering two more trays for both of you. “Thank you, miláček.” He murmured as he stuffed his face with his burger. You giggled a bit, not thinking he would be this starved. His stuffed face smiled back up at you.
“No problem Piet.”
“Be careful not to choke Pietro.” Wanda warned, gaining an eye roll from him. He swiftly swallowed his bite.
“I’m not a baby.”
“You act like it.” She retorted. You took the time to eat once again as they went back and forth. You zoned out for a bit, the day getting to you while the songs from the speakers played faintly in the background. Your eyes skimmed over the walls of the diner, taking in the portraits and signs. They soon landed on a calendar with those cute kitten themed ones, earning a faint smile from you. Your thoughts were shortly interrupted by the twins calling out your name. Your attention reverted back to them.
“Hmm?”
“If we have our own rooms, would it not-” Wanda started, but her words were disrupted by a bright blinding light outside. All of you turned your heads to the flash, standing up ready to fight or to help others flee. The decision was quickly made for the four of you as a loud booming sound shook up the restaurant, and the light beamed bright enough to cause you all to cover your eyes.
You don’t know when the flash disappeared, all you knew was that you were blocking your eyes with the back of your arm, and were trying to get rid of the blotchy spots in your vision. Once your vision did return back to normal, it seemed as if the restaurant did too. Each of you got up to check on the few workers in the joint and went to check if there was anything outside. It all seemed as it was before. It was still night, there weren’t any damages to the building, and no signs of danger outside. You headed back into the restaurant and took notice of the calendar. The calendar had changed. The day and month were all the same. Everything the same except for the year stated. 1963. That’s when a young waitress came up to your table with a relieved sigh.
“I thought you all were going to do a dine and run.” She laughed while holding a hand to her chest. Your eyes followed her hand and traveled to her name tag. She had the same name as your previous waitress, who seemed to be old enough to be a grandmother, and the woman in front of you was definitely not one. Your eyes then took in what should’ve been the most obvious of all. Her flipped bob, blue eyeshadow, black eyeliner, the prominent bottom lashes, and her diner fit that was…actually pretty much the same. The only new things included were red tights and heels. You each looked at each other with puzzled expressions, all coming to terms with the same conclusion. You turned back to the waitress and smiled.
“No of course not. Sorry we could’ve sworn we heard a disturbance by our car and wanted to be sure it wasn’t anything to worry about.” You said innocently and then reached into your wallet. “Actually while you’re here, is it alright if we pay the bill now?” She simply nodded and returned with the bill. You all paid and tipped before leaning closer to whisper amongst yourselves.
“What the hell happened?” Wanda asked in a disbelief.
“I’m not sure. I scanned the area and didn’t get any clues as to how we got here or where the commotion came from.” Vision whispered, and from what you could tell, was likely still trying to make sense of this. Which is what unsettled you the most. If Vision didn’t know, how on Earth could you guys get out of this.
“We should see if the others know anything of this.” Pietro suggested and you all went with that plan. You got back into the car, pushing the exhaustion aside to make way for your growing curiosity. You peered into the horizon as the car drove, fidgeting with your nails against the steering wheel. You simply hoped the others would have any possible ideas about where this could have even stemmed from.
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Following chapters:
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
A/N: Not sure where I’m headed with this, just know I’m headed🥸 I think the whole 60s (I presume) thing with the fantastic four is causing me to want to have these four (having four be sent back in time wasn’t intentional, and I’m just now realizing the amount is the same.😔) go through the 60s too cause why not! I also know my memory won’t be accurate if I try to stick to the Avenger’s timeline. :/
I think I might want to do a Wandavision thing with the decades changing, but a slower progression and different plot and villain/s ofc. And because reader could be anybody, know that the decades won’t include racism, homophobia, transphobia, sexism, ableism, fatphobia (essentially all the -isms and -phobias) cause I’d rather y’all have a good time and not endure that😽
There will probably be some play of societal expectations however, depending on the decade, still unsure. Mainly thinking of dating culture. Also I hope the pacing for this is okay, and that y’all liked this chapter :D (I’m trying my hardest to refrain from romancing this.)
₊˚.༄ My Little Droplet ₊˚.༄
Pietro Maximoff x Reader (GN) | SFW
Chapter 3
Summary: Waking up in Pietro’s arms, you two end up talking and eventually you get to hear about his past. The conversation leads to your trust in each other to strengthen and the start of a new friendship.
Warnings: mentions of death, mentions of war, mentions of weapons (missiles), swearing (shit), somewhat hurt/comfort? (not sure, just know it's a somber chapter, HOWEVER it ends on a lighter note)
Word Count: 2,450
Czech Translations:
Drahý- Dear
Miláček- Sweetheart/Darling
Kapička- Droplet
Song suggestions: Once More to See You- Mitski, Tears in the Typing Pool- Broadcast, In Time- Rodrigo Amarante
Previous Chapters:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
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You felt the comfort of the sun caressing your back, surpassing your night gown and blanket that covered you. That sleep was probably one of the best you’ve ever had. You got to cry your heart out that night, yet you didn’t close your eyes with a heavy one. Rather, the opposite. And the room that initially felt like a burning reminder of the loneliness death promised, and the cold feeling of the life leaving your body, was no longer. It was replaced by the warmth of the rays reflecting onto the room through the windows, the warmth from the extra blanket hugging your body that was brought by Pietro, and of course, the warmth from Pietro himself. The human body is naturally warm, but thanks to his powers, he was warmer than most. Though it wasn’t simply the temperature he gifted your body. No, it was his presence that genuinely lit up the room. It was his presence that soothed your being and allowed you to rest like what happened two weeks ago didn’t occur. His presence refrained you from crying all night until the break of day, before you could realize you hadn’t gotten an ounce of sleep. He silenced your mind. The chaotic speedster that made quips, found ways to insert jokes in the moments you least expected, and always rushed off; leaving a little tornado of his own when he left the room, had stilled your thoughts. Even if for a moment that night, it was a moment that was enough to stop the whirlpool in your mind. So how could you resist leaning further into his embrace after that. Sure, you did so when sleeping, but now that you were conscious, you couldn’t help doing it once more. You could only move so much without risking opening your wounds. Regardless, you still wanted to be near him and the security he brought.
You weren’t sure how the two of you ended up in this position. You didn’t doubt it was him that did this, since there was no way, you could move onto his lap without waking up. And you know you fell asleep beside him; you just weren’t sure why he moved you. It wasn’t like you minded it though, seeing as you snuggled up to him.
Sensing you scooch closer and hearing the birds sing their song outside caused a deep inhale and mumble to leave his lips. You couldn’t quite make out what he said, however you suspect it was something in Sokovian. He groggily spoke as he covered his eyes with one hand to block the blaring sun. Stretching his back slightly, he fastened his grip on you to make sure you were kept stable.
“Mm good morning drahý.”
“Good morning”
Exhaling, his shoulders slumped once more after stretching. He rested his chin on the top of your head, seeing as you remained leaning against him. You glanced up, though you couldn’t see him very well like this and neither could he.
“Thank you by the way.”
“For what?” You felt him tilt his head to side as his chin moved on your head.
“For being there. Not just last night but today too. You didn’t have to sleepover y’know? Not that I have an issue with it, I just meant if you wanted to return you could’ve, I mean I wouldn't-” He chuckled at your rambling before cutting you off.
“Slow down, if not, you’re going to leave yourself breathless. And just so you know, I wanted to stay. Plus, I couldn’t wake the sleeping beauty, could I?” he teased, and you could sense he was probably starting to smirk too.
“Your sister really was right about this issue of yours.”
“Issue?” He lightly scoffed, but he backed up a bit for you to see the grin painting his face that told you he wasn’t actually offended.
“Yeah, you flirt non-stop.” You slightly poked fun at him.
“Some would call it charm.” He shrugged a bit.
“Charm at-” you turn your head to look at the time displayed on the tv screen, “8 o’clock in the morning?”
“Oh? I didn’t know charm had a starting time.”
“I didn’t know one could wake up ready to charm others.”
“So, you’re charmed then?” He said suavely with a sly grin taking over.
“I never said that.”
“No, but you did hint to it.” You snorted in amusement.
“Pietro, there's no way you're doing mind games at this hour.”
“That wasn’t a no.” He playfully remarked.
“No.”
“Oh, how you crush my soul, miláček! But just know, you will get charmed next time.”
“Next time?” You smiled while raising your brow in a questioning manner.
“They told you that you’d be here for a week, no?”
“Yeah.”
“So, then I will come here in that week.”
“Thats kind of you, but if you’re busy, you don’t have to.” You hesitated for a moment before continuing. “If you feel guilty about what happened back there, I don’t want you to feel pressured to visit. I’m not saying that's what you’re doing, and either way I’m thankful for all you have done. Genuinely, I mean yesterday meant everything to me, but I don’t want you to feel required to be here. I’m sure you and Wanda have a lot of adjusting to do to this place and must be dealing with the aftermath of Ultron still. I don’t want to get in the way of any of that.”
He stayed silent; however, you didn’t miss the way his eyes softened. “I feel guilty, yes. That is not why I’m here though.” He pauses and glances at the floor to find his words, wanting to get them right, before looking back at you. “I’ve been here for two weeks and you’re right I’m still adjusting on all aspects. Including friendships. And the others are adjusting to me and Wanda. They’ve been friendly, most are. Though some are still on alert. I see it in their eyes and the way they stiffen around us. I understand that they must have their guard up, but it sucks to know others are waiting for you to turn around and betray them.” His eyes became distant as he stared at the blanket, debating if he should share this part of him with you. He decided to go for it since you shared a part of yourself yesterday; whether you meant to or not. While you didn’t say what had gotten you upset, you were still willing to wear your heart out on your sleeves around him.
“And it's hard to not feel the same way about them when the only reason we joined Hydra was to protect our country.” He swallowed, and his jaw hardened as he resisted the tears threatening to escape. “I was 10 when my country was bombed. Shredded to bits and pieces by the weapons made from Stark industries. The war affected everybody, including my family. We were having dinner when one missile made its way to the building we lived in. It impacted the first two floors. Our parents went to see the damage while me and Wanda hid under the bed. A second missile is sent a few feet away from us. But it never went off. For two days it stayed there mocking us as me and Wanda laid under the rubble it caused, thinking any second would be our last if we had even moved an inch. Once we did get out, we found our parents didn’t even make it. It was only me and Wanda who could look after each other. Orphans in a war-torn country.” He huffed. “It felt like it was written in stone that we would fail. Not just us, but our neighbors and friends and strangers we saw on the street that had all lost something or someone. We were only teens when we got offered a chance to join Hydra. Testing in exchange for freeing our home from war. Told we could seek revenge on the backhand we were slapped with. But, as you know, that was not the case.” He stopped to look back at you, seeing the tender gleam in your eyes as you tried to stall the tears threatening to slip. He forced his head to turn the other way to fight off the tightening feeling in his chest and the glossiness in his eyes.
“Dealing with the loss of my homeland, after having lost so much already, and then somehow trying to make friends with the people I’ve despised.......it isn’t easy y’know?” He laughed, though it was more of a somber laugh than a humorous one. The continuous, but subtle movements of his fingers being further indication. “It's a constant reminder of all that led up to this. And everybody is either on the edge of their seat, waiting for us to slip up, or is too busy with their own work and personal life. For the past two weeks, the only one who doesn’t feel like a rival to me anymore is Clint. His body language is relaxed around me, and he keeps up with me. And then you woke. You weren’t on guard when you spoke to me and my sister. I don’t know if it was the meds or what,” a smile finally graces his lips as he chuckles, “but it was like you forgot we used to be on different teams. What I do know is you were willing to give your life, not just for me, but for others too. For a boy you didn’t know, your comrade, and a guy who used to be an enemy of yours. You did it without a second thought.” He turned to face you once more. “Y’know that’s batshit crazy but commendable.” You joined him in his laughter this time, to which the laughter turned into smiles of sincerity. “And if there is anyone on this team, I could choose to get to know better and be friends with, why wouldn’t it be you, kapička?” His words softened at the end while his delicate smile remained on his face. “You didn’t know my story; all you knew was that we were teammates now and that was enough for you to treat me like one. And if that’s all it took for you to think of me as one of your own, then I don’t want to miss out on that. So no, you’re not getting in the way of things.”
You stared at him in silence, all misty eyed and speechless. You hadn’t expected for him to share that part of himself. Neither did you think that his past would be as jarring as it was for him and Wanda. You hadn’t expected anything in particular, as you never searched it up. You did know they were advocates for their country from what Fury told you, but would’ve never guessed their reasoning was this fueled.
“My door will always be open for when you want to join me then. Plus, I really need some people on this team around my age, and I do hope you stay a part of our group. Not simply cause of age of course, but because you haven’t ever given me a reason not to think so. If anything, you’ve only been showing me signs that you should be here.”
“I think I will. As long as I have you, Clint, and Wanda, I can manage. And you will definitely see me here during the week.”
“I better.” You chuckled a bit. Though, your smile dwindled when you recalled all that he told you. “And I’m really sorry about your childhood by the way. Or, well your whole up bringing. I had no idea you went through all of that. I can’t imagine what it was like. You and Wanda lost so much and tried to save your home from war, to only lose it all.” Your eyes veered off towards your lap before glancing back at him. “I totally get it if you have a hard time trusting or getting along with us for all the things you and your country have gone through. I didn’t even know it was Tony’s weapons that caused all this harm to your home. I don’t even know if he knows.” You rubbed your face while shaking your face and sighed. “God, I really am sorry for all that you guys have had to deal with. You know if you two need help with anything, I’ll offer as much as I can. I’m confined to my bed for now, as you know, but I’ll be able to help more once I’m not. I know it can’t undo or bring back anything or anyone, and I know it won’t ever be enough to atone for the shit we caused, yet I’d rather do something than to let the aftermath figure itself out.”
“Me and Wanda would appreciate that. It’s true things can’t be undone, however any help now that can be offered to my community would mean a lot for us.” You nodded solemnly.
“We’ll do as much as we can then.” You stayed silent for a moment as you processed. “I’m still not sure what to say.” You accidentally let the thought out.
“That’s fine. It was a lot for me and Wanda when we realized we won’t be able to see it anymore. Sometimes we just go quiet and we know what the other is thinking about when that happens. So, if you want to do that, we can. But, um, just to clarify you will be my friend, right?” He wore a gentle, and somewhat abashed smile before taking out a friendship bracelet out of his pocket with a wave charm dangling from it. You couldn’t help the upturn of your lips upon seeing the endearing act.
“Pietro that’s really sweet.” You coo’d.
“I know.” You rolled your eyes at his cockiness but couldn’t drop your smile. “So, are you or are you not? I will hold onto it if you aren’t.” He teased while the edge of his lip quirked up.
“I will, I will.” You laughed at his antics and held your hand to retrieve it. “Aw, but I don’t have one for you.”
“I’ll bring the supplies tomorrow then.” You nodded your head excitedly at the idea.
“You should! I might make a few bracelets then, so we can fill the time. Speaking of, when did you even find time to make this?”
“Just a minute ago. I had to figure out how to lighten things up so.” He shrugged and you snorted softly while also shaking your head, but grinned at his response.
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Following chapters:
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
A/N: Hoping y’all liked this! This was quite lengthy, so hopefully y’all enjoy that. Also I did try to hint that Pietro is claustrophobic; hates small spaces or places too crowded cause they’ll make him feel suffocated (due to what happened when he was ten), and that is why I included that part in chapter one of everyone joining reader’s room, causing him to leave. (Praying y’all caught that)👹 And if you guys have any critiques about the pacing or anything else, please tell me, it’ll be much appreciated 😽