Tag: Peter Maximoff

Peter Maximoff smutty headcanon…

I think Peter Maximoffer would have a lot of wet dreams, what if one night he starts having a wet dream and ends up humping your leg while he’s asleep

after you get woken up by his movements, deciding to help him out a bit you roll him to his side kissing him until he wakes up, confused from sleepiness but horny as hell Peter realizes what he was doing (this isn’t an uncommon occurrence but he gets embarrassed) smirking you flip him onto his back, pinning his arms near his head and straddling him, Peter’s breath hitches, going bright red feeling you sit on top of him
you lean down, hot breath fanning his fan “And what did you think you were doing baby boy?” your voice low from just waking up turns him on even more, a barely audible moan escapes his lips “You naughty boy” you grin, kissing down his jawline to his neck, biting and sucking leaving an array of bruises on his pale skin, the most beautiful loud moans and small whimpers leaving his lips as you grind your hips against him with tears forming at his eyes from pure pleasure

feeling him twitch against you knowing how impossibly close he is even though he’s trying to resist (not that he doesn’t lovee being punished..) moving your lips back up to his ear in a low seductive voice whispering “come”, he can’t take it and with one last whimpering groan he comes undone warm liquid spreading in his boxers and dripping down his leg.
You smirk sitting up “Feel better baby boy?” with one sweet gentle kiss on his lips you lay beside him, his head nestled against your chest, still ragged uneven breaths shuddering from his lips and curling himself against you “thank you” he chokes out quietly, exhaustion making him drift to sleep you kiss his head wrapping your arms around his waist “Goodnight baby, I love you” before drifting off to sleep.

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Peter would love you sticking your hand in his back pocket,
you’d walk up while he was talking with the squad and just slide your hand into his pocket making him freeze and look at you, who had a very cheeky grin on your face "What? all that running gives you a really nice ass" and give him a squeeze noting the extremely bright blush it got out of him.
it soon became a regular thing, instead of holding hands you’d slide your hand in his pocket with a grin and usually a comment on his firm butt

credit to @quiskcilver ❤ for the idea!

After watching (and becoming obsessed) with Stranger Things, every time a light burns out or slightly flickers Peter screeches at the top of him lungs and jumps into your arms
He also covered his room at the mansion in Christmas lights ‘Just in case we need them babe’
(Once, one of the lights burned out and he sped through the mansion and through town writing everyone’s name on a check list)(he also wouldn’t enter his room for a week and created a anti-Demogorgon chant)

Bertha the twinkie loving cow (Peter Maximoff x reader)

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Peter’s on a run one day, going no where in particular and somehow ends up a few states away, at a dairy farm. (where the cows are in fields. I despise the others)

Peter’s standing by the fence, eating twinkies and watching cows for a few minutes then one of the cows walks up to him mooing and starring at him expectantly.

Peter looks from the cow, to the twinkie in his hand “What? you want this?” the cow mooed in response, walking right up to him eating the twinkie from his extended hand and licking his fingers for more. Peter grinned.

{two hours, three boxes of twinkies, and some help from Scott to ‘sneak’ a cow into the dorms later}

You walk into Peter’s room and lean against the doorframe staring at Peter’s new roommate. “Peter, why is there a cow in your room now?”

Peter stops petting the cow and looks up from his spot on his ‘borrowed’ couch “(Y/n) I told you earlier, her name is Bertha”

You sighed shaking your head “Fine Peter. Why is Bertha in your room?”

“Well I couldn’t take her back to the farm where I found her” he said like it was the most obvious thing in the world

You rubbed your temples. Oh the things you put up with for this boy.

“And why couldn’t you take her back to the farm, she’s a milk cow she would’ve been fine”

Peter looked at you with a horrified expression

“Because they only gave her grass and cow food!”

“Peter that’s what all cows eat.”

“Well not Bertha.” he petted the cows head, making it moo affectionately “She likes twinkies and they weren’t giving her any, no way she’s going back. Plus, free milk.” Peter said smugly eating a twinkie like he just won, and hand feeding one to Bertha who happily ate it

You plopped down on the couch next to Peter, grabbing an extra twinkie from his box “Fine. But your explaining this to Charles.”

Peter wrapped his arm around your shoulder, nuzzling your neck “You’re gonna love Bertha! she’s great and loves twinkies, just like you”

You glared at him “Pietro whatever your middle name is Maximoff, you did not just compare me to a cow.” you growled at him
Peter gulped and speed backed away quickly, not taking his eyes off you and tripped into a small table behind him
you stood up slowly, looking increasingly intimidating to Peter “N-now (Y/n) I didn’t mean it like that-(Y/n), (Y/N)!”

And that’s the story of how Xavier’s school for gifted youngsters got a cow named Bertha. And the reason poor Charles Xavier who did not sign up for this, had to write a letter of apology to a very confused dairy farmer in Ohio.

This is also where Charles truly regrets not taking Erik up on his offer to live with him in their love shack on a beach in Cuba

I’m proud I wrote something but dammit I got 7 10k drafts I can’t seem to finish

Peter Maximoff with a male s/o snogging on one of the couches at the mansion and Erik walks in (neither Peter or his S/o notice, or care) and is just in shock watching them because he didn’t expect then Charles wheels by Erik and just says “like father like son” with a smug ass little grin

What if in the spring when Warren’s molting and some of his feathers are loose, every time he sneezes its and his wings flap a little it’s just a puff feathers fall out

(I see Peter wearing a cologne or even his s/o’s perfume that always makes Warren sneeze all season)