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okay but im really in the mood for “we’re both shitty people” plots like consider
you’re my sibling’s new spouse but damn when you kiss me it feels like i’m on fire
hi when i saw you at that bachelor/bachelorettes party i didn’t realize it was thrown for you or maybe i did and we slept together and oh shit you’re getting married in literally two days
my twin is dating you and i might have tricked you into thinking she was me just to get some but now i find out that you knew the whole time
why is this couple vigorously making out in front of us — oh shit did you just throw popcorn at them? and now i’m laughing so i look like the asshole that did it
you were the person my ex cheated on me with so i dumped a drink on you but turns out you didn’t know about me either and i came to apologize
walked in on my roommate and you screwing except i know you from class and i freaked out a little
i was hustling you in pool for money but you were hustling me for free drinks so who’s the real winner here?
i was swerving on the road but i’m not drunk it’s because i thought i saw a squirrel and you’re the cop that pulled me over except damn you’re hot, and you’re making eyes at me too
someone give me one or all of these, we good? we good.
me: I’m not clingy
also me: if i don’t get a kiss right now i’m going to die
Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver) in All-New X-Factor (2014).
theprofesscr:
@windsweptsilver || winter holiday starters
As the evening began to draw in and darkness blanketed the mansion, the telepath found his way into the back garden, straying no further than the snow covered pave stones. Really, it was as far as he could get the wheels of his chair, not particularly welcoming the notion of trying to traverse his way across the sodden white layered grass. He could very well imagine the amusement such a sight would bring to more than just a couple of his students.
Though as he sat, forced to tug his scarf a little tighter as a cold breeze whispered by, Xavier almost leapt out of his skin as a sudden snowball managed to find it’s way to him, colliding with the side of his head with quite a start. “What on Earth…?” He half grumbled, feeling the chill run down his side as he quickly tried brush the ice away. “Yes, very amusing.” He added, although despite the attempted annoyance that he wished to portray, he couldn’t help but chuckle, even if only a little. “Well, thank you for that, Pietro.”
Pietro did not like winter. The cold made him sluggish and it was hard to look cute when he had to wear so many layers. But there was something about snow that brought out a childish instinct to play in it. He’d finished creating an army of snowmen to guard the pool when he noticed Charles.
He didn’t actually mean to hit Charles in the head. For a moment, he was worried he’d hurt the man. But Charles didn’t seem hurt, so he darted across the snow, laughing. “Sorry! Did you see my snowmen?”

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finished my lance and pietro doodle and i like how it turned out!!
felt the need to draw them after reading this is the place so dhsgdgs
It them It Those Punks
This is the funniest fucking thing I’ve ever seen goodnight
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* soft smut sentence starters .
❛ That teabag was actually better the second time around. ❜
❛ The landscapers are coming over today to trim the bush. ❜
❛ We’ve got to make it quick, shouldn’t be a problem for you. ❜
❛ We don’t have to go all the way, just midway. ❜
❛ I wasn’t expecting you to go there. ❜
❛ Sex Rules, I pity the fools who realize to late. ❜
❛ There’s nothing wrong with a bit of tease before. ❜
❛ Maybe I’d rather take my time. ❜
❛ Slow and steady, there. ❜
❛ What’s your rush? ❜
❛ What’s the big hurry? We’ve got plenty of time to play. ❜
❛ You always manage to make it seem better every time. ❜
❛ What did you have in mind now? ❜
❛ I just wanted a taste. ❜
❛ There’s a place I’ll let you go that you haven’t been yet. ❜
❛ Maybe you could stay a little afterwards? I don’t like being alone. ❜
❛ Let’s see what you’re working with. ❜
❛ That’s a nice color on you, bet it’d look better off of you though. ❜
❛ What? You mean to tell me you didn’t come here to just cuddle? ❜
❛ I’ve got something in mind you might like. ❜
❛ I could show you instead. ❜
❛ Come here, give me a kiss. ❜
❛ I just wanted some time alone with you.. to do this.. ❜
❛ I’m going to run a shower, you can watch but you can’t join. ❜
❛ Is there anything you can’t do with that tongue? ❜
❛ A hug could easily turn into something more if you allow it. ❜
❛ I love that thing you do when we kiss. ❜
❛ You know exactly what to do and know exactly what I want. ❜
❛ I’ve always had a thing for you and I see why now. ❜
❛ You really do know how to keep it interesting. ❜
❛ Maybe we just take our sweet little time, make it last. ❜
❛ I don’t want to go fast. I want to go slow. ❜
❛ I’m ready, if you are. ❜
❛ Just gently going to do this.. ❜
❛ Shhh … Kiss me .. ❜
❛ You’re trembling … are you sure you’re okay? ❜
❛ Even at your slowest, I’m still at my weakest. ❜
❛ Could you, could we, maybe go a little slower? ❜
❛ I want to show you something. ❜
❛ Are you going to just keep staring or are you going to come touch? ❜
❛ I have a great idea for us, something you’ll enjoy. ❜
❛ You can still look while you touch. ❜
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15.12.18 | I got new glasses and so does the brotherhood. For @mugsandpugs1
We talked about giving Wanda emo glasses but I couldn’t stop there.
i like sweet boys who are tall and have warm hearts
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It wasn’t like Pietro was being stubborn for the sake of being stubborn. He tried to downplay how hard his mutation was to manage. It was like how he pretended he was watching his weight instead of admitting that it was so hard to keep eating all the time. His brain, his body, it never slowed down.
That was one of the things he missed about New York. There was always something going on. Clubs, restaurants, whatever he wanted was there whenever he wanted. He could always sneak out and run to New York, but then he’d get lectured for it by Charles and Ororo and Scott. Nothing was worse than Scott acting all high and mighty just because he didn’t have a social life.
Disappointed flashed across Pietro’s eyes. Even if it was easier to let himself burn through whatever calories he had stored so he just passed out, it was dangerous. Losing weight always exasperated his seizures and put him at risk of getting them while he was awake. “Somebody finished my ice cream,” he muttered.
Ah, well there wasn’t a vast amount that the Professor could do about someone finishing off the rest of the speedster’s ice cream. It was just one of the down sides that seemed to come hand in hand with living within the likes of a boarding school among countless youth. He’d even found it happening to himself, at times when he would feel like a good old cup of tea, go to the kitchen, only to find that there was none left and nobody had thought to either tell him or replace what had been used. But it was just one of those things.
“Hmm…” Xavier pondered aloud as he contemplated any other options, although there weren’t a great deal in the surrounding area. “Is there nothing else that would suffice for the time being?” He questioned, more than willing to have a look through the cupboards himself. He was quite sure that they were hardly empty, not by any means, although he could very well understand that everyone had their preferences at times.
The younger generation were certainly rather different than what he remembered in his youth, although he couldn’t deny that there was nowhere as much variety as the youth of today had on offer. “Chocolate, perhaps? I do believe I may have a box or two that I keep in my office. You’re more than welcome to dig in, if that would keep you going until morning?”
Pietro skimmed the first few pages of the book and got bored with it. It was a lot of technical speak he didn’t care enough at that moment to sift through. He wasn’t smart, necessarily, but he was fast enough that it looked like he was. All anyone needed to understand something was time and at his speed, it was something he had plenty of. He set the book back, still scowling over his lost ice cream. He’d been angry enough to deter anyone else from pulling the same shit any time soon. Smart people didn’t touch Pietro’s things.
“It was the kind with all the protein.” His metabolism required a high protein, high fat, very high calorie diet. That usually meant filling himself on empty calories to keep himself going. It wasn’t as much fun as it sounded. Sometimes, he really wanted a carrot, but he’d burn more calories eating it than he’d get out of it.
His eyes lit up a bit at the mention of chocolate. He did love chocolate. Somehow it always managed to soothe any hurt he had. “I could go for some chocolate.”

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Betrayal & Regret Sentence Starters
“I told you not to get too close to me.” “From the day we met, I knew I’d hurt you eventually.” “I wish you never had trusted me.” “I told you to leave, but you didn’t. I gave you the chance!” “We were never friends. I’m so sorry.” “I did something terrible.” “It was inevitable, but I regretted it every step of the way.” “I’m mainly sorry that somewhere along the way, I started to care about you.” “I guess this is a lesson in not trusting people, right?” “How long?…Since the beginning.” “I wish I could just make a wish and become a better person.” “None if it was real, but I wish it was.” “Do you think I liked hurting you?” “I hurt people. It’s all I’m good at.” “I did it because I had to, not because I ever wanted to.” “I -did- care about you, I just had no other choice.” “You should have walked away when you had the chance.” “If we had never met, it would have saved us both some grief.” “I know it hurts, but I’m still glad we had the chance to know each other.” “Hurting you was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.” “I didn’t want it to be like this, but I had no control!” “I guess I’ve just never been a trustworthy person.” “I don’t blame you. I wouldn’t want to forgive me either.” “So? Aren’t you going to say something?” “If I tell you what I did, we’ll probably never see one another again.”
“When were you going to tell me about this?” “Why me? Of all people, why me?” “You planned this all from the beginning?” “I wanted so badly to think you were different.” “How could you lead me along like that?” “None of what we had was ever real, was it?” “So, our friendship didn’t mean anything to you?” “I would have done anything for you, but you’ve ruined all of that.” “All of the things I sacrificed for you didn’t mean a thing?” “I wish I had known when we met that you were such a vile person.” “If I could go back, I would just walk away.” “I forgive you, but I’m not going to forget what you did.” “No. I don’t accept your apology.” “After all your lies, how do I know you mean it when you say you’re sorry?” “I hope you realized what you did was cruel.” “I still care about you.” “Just tell me that your feelings towards me were genuine.” “What on earth is worth betraying someone who loves you?” “If you want to regain my trust, you have to earn it.” “Don’t just say you’re sorry. Show me that you’re sorry.”
@theprofesscr
‘Normal’ was a relative term but even by mutant standards, Pietro was an outlier in some respects. Part of that might have been from having his mutation triggered so early, and then Magneto trying to fix the imperfections it caused. All of it made Pietro a metabolic nightmare.
He shrugged, dismissing the concern, then picked up another heavy book. At this rate, he would read through half this section of the library before he inevitably crashed. With how quickly he burned through any food, it would only be a matter of time before his body just ran out of energy. Last time had taken a week and a half. It was his normal.
“I think I’ve been getting night seizures again so I just feel worse when I wake up anyway. Is it too late to order takeout? I would kill for some Chinese right about now.”
It didn’t take a genius to watch as the old mutant’s words seemed to cascade over the young man and wash away without ever being absorbed. He didn’t need to hear or feel it, he could see it right there on the youth’s features, the way he held himself, the way he spoke. Part of him thought, like father like son, but the truth was, that was perhaps one of the few traits that the pair of them dominantly shared. Stubbornness, and it was hardly something that he didn’t posses rather relentlessly himself. He only wished that Pietro would listen to him, that he could somehow let him see that amidst all his failings, he truly did care, even if not all his questionable decisions made that quite clear.
A heavy sigh fell over the edge of the headmaster’s lips, parting them just slightly as he took a brief glance at his watch before letting his hands rest against his lap, slender fingers idly laced amongst another. It was a little late to be phoning out for a Chinese takeaway, or any takeaway, for that matter.
“It is, I’m afraid.” He admitted, although he wasn’t about to simply let the young speedster go hungry, regardless of what time it was. “Why don’t we take a look at what the kitchen has to offer?” Xavier offered with a small tug of his brows. “I’m sure we can find something.”
It wasn’t like Pietro was being stubborn for the sake of being stubborn. He tried to downplay how hard his mutation was to manage. It was like how he pretended he was watching his weight instead of admitting that it was so hard to keep eating all the time. His brain, his body, it never slowed down.
That was one of the things he missed about New York. There was always something going on. Clubs, restaurants, whatever he wanted was there whenever he wanted. He could always sneak out and run to New York, but then he’d get lectured for it by Charles and Ororo and Scott. Nothing was worse than Scott acting all high and mighty just because he didn’t have a social life.
Disappointed flashed across Pietro’s eyes. Even if it was easier to let himself burn through whatever calories he had stored so he just passed out, it was dangerous. Losing weight always exasperated his seizures and put him at risk of getting them while he was awake. “Somebody finished my ice cream,” he muttered.