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-speedster
scarletswarlock
ᱬ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ ❝ pietra, we’re not watching that. you know you don’t like horror movies, why lie to yourself? ❞
scarletswarlock
for the better of everyone, he decided to ignore the obvious disapproval in using his nickname for her. “since when do you take recommendations from kara?” warren didn’t think he’d /ever/ seen the two exchange one peaceful conversation. then again, he could count with just one hand the people close to him that pietra had had peaceful conversations with. he raised his eyebrows at his sister, scoffing quietly. “i say it’s going to scar you. but if you’re already going to watch it, i’ll keep you company.”
-speedster
@scarletswarlock “i heard kara talking about it, figured i’d check it out. it can’t be *too* bad right?” kara wouldn’t watch anything *too* scary, right? pietra should totally be fine… hopefully. “come on, you’d be able to talk to ‘mother’ about one of her favorite movies,” she rolled her eyes and used air quotes as she said warren’s nickname for the older woman, “what do you say?”
heartofrepublic
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scarletswarlock
ᱬ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ “sister. heard it was your birthday today.” a playful smile rested on his face as he held out a small gift bag towards pietra. a blue one, at that, to match the person. inside was a simple indigo dress. with pockets. one that warren had made her himself– after a couple months of struggling to understand /a thing/ of how sewing worked. and with a lot, a lot of vision’s assistance. and maybe a magic bolt or two to fix some tiny mistakes. “and if you happen to drop by the kitchen, you might find a dozen blueberry cupcakes to your name.” those he had made himself entirely. lost valuable hours of sleep for it, but it was worth it for the day.
it was a given that warren always remembered her birthday. it was impossible not to, after all. but for many years, he could afford no gift, their circumstances had never been the best. now that they were both here… stable household, food in their stomach and all, celebrations could be different.
/ no angst for today at least i hope… here’s a little something (:
-speedster
@scarletswarlock “well, what a coincidence, i heard it was yours too, brother,” pietra said with a soft smile, grabbing a gift box from beside her, wrapped in red paper of course. the speedster was mainly known for her jokes and her attitude, but a lot of people didn’t know she was very sentimental. her gift for warren was a scrapbook she had spent months making for him, using all the photos she still had left from their childhood, the only copies she had, but she knew warren would appreciate it. she also used more recent photos, newspaper articles about the team, and other items, wanting to be as thorough as she could. but at the end she had a letter to him, telling him how much she truly appreciated and cared about him, even though they fought often. “i will probably devour all of them later,” pietra laughed, shaking her head fondly before she smiled, “happy birthday, brother.” // no angst today. i promise.
scarletswarlock
ᱬ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ “pietra. please. i’ll only ask you this /one/ favour, i promise.” if there was one thing warren did not like, it was having to come to these kinds of negotiations with his sister. but hell, he was willing to lose some dignity for vision’s sake, he’d go through that. “you don’t /have/ to love what she cooks, just… could you be a little gentler?”
/ here have amusement for pietra while i still catch up JSJS
-speedster
@scarletswarlock “i can say it quite easily,” pietra said, her mouth moving quicker than her thoughts at that moment, “when is the last time we spent time together, warren?” she gave him a moment to think before she spoke again, “it’s been over a month. did you know that? i agreed to come here because you told me you’d be there for me but that was just a lie!” she could feel the tears forming in her eyes. pietra knew she couldn’t cry right now, she couldn’t let herself be weak in front of him. “i have a hard time believing that, brother.” the speedster sighed, shaking her head slightly. she tried to keep her thoughts quiet, knowing if she thought too much, warren would hear them. “at this point it’s not me pushing you away if you aren’t even there, warren,” she said, looking down at her hands for a moment. her head shook again before she gestured towards the door, “please just get out. i don’t want to argue right now.” there was a rare occurrence. for once she actually just gave up on an argument and just wanted to be left alone. he didn’t understand how much he was affecting her, or maybe he did and he didn’t care. // AJDJFFJ I KNOW THATS WHY I DID IT i mean, that’s nothing new. i feel like he probably always wants to throw her out a window
scarletswarlock
『@-speedster 』 ᱬ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ warren wished his sister had an off switch sometimes. it was flabbergasting to see her be one of the most compassionate, sensitive people in the planet in her good moments, and one of the most ruthless in her bad. might as well go ahead and pierce him through the heart, it’d feel the same. “how can you say that?” he asked in disbelief. he didn’t know what hurt more: the digs at vision or the ones at him. both of them seemed to have that intention of twisting the knife. “is that what this is about? it’s your twisted way of missing me?” deep breaths in and out, he reminded himself. he couldn’t fight with her anymore. life was looking brighter for the first time… ever. “i need you to listen to me, pietra. i like– i love being around you. i don’t say that to you, and i should. i’m sorry if it feels like i have pulled away.” she was his sister, his first best friend, the one person he had throughout life. most of the time, his appreciation for her went unsaid. “but when you talk about vision, and about me like that, it hurts. it hurts me a lot, and it feels like /you/ want to push me away. i don’t care that she wasn’t born like the rest of us, she’s as sentient as either of us.” and pietra knew that. he had to believe that she knew, somewhere buried inside all that stubbornness, because she was not stupid. it was unconventional, warren was aware, but so was he, so was the rest of the world, one that could not fit into tiny category boxes. / THE FACT THAT PIETRO FR CALLS VISION A MICROWAVE OVEN IN THE COMICS I— pietra is fr so lucky to be his sister rn otherwise he might just have thrown her out the window, he’s in his pacifist era or something
-speedster
@scarletswarlock “synthezoid, robot, either way you have feelings for someone who isn’t human, warren,” pietra replied, “you’d be better off having a crush on the microwave.” here we go again with the rambling. she listened as the male rambled for a bit about vision, causing her to zone out slightly. “you sure it’s not about her thinking less of you? if it was anyone else in the compound, you wouldn’t care, so why is this so important if you aren’t trying to keep your image up with her?” she shook her head slightly, “i think you’re in over your head, brother. a robot isn’t going to have her feelings hurt if i tell her the truth about her terrible cooking. she doesn’t have feelings anyway.” a slight roll of her eyes proceeded her speaking again, “just what, warren? why do you think that i care about what she values? why should i care when-” she fell silent, shaking her head for a bit. after a moment of being silent, she spoke softly, “why should i care when she’s the reason you and i don’t spend time together anymore? you’re always with her when you aren’t training or in meetings.” // honestly, probably. didnt help i was going back and forth between vis and here. two blonde anons. that confused my brain LMAO also i love pietra’s angsty softness. she’s truly me for real LMAO
scarletswarlock
ᱬ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ her words had hurt him. and they had cut deep, and he hoped she was at least sorry for it. even if it was just out of pity. warren felt pathetic for that. and miserable. what was he supposed to do when his sister confirmed she thought they were everything the rest called them? above all, he felt guilty about everything, and he’d come to conclude he was the core problem. he felt bad, and he made pietra feel bad about herself. he was an actual menace, seen from whichever angle possible. ergo what he’d decided on doing. he thought he’d be better at expressing in written words, hence why he was writing a note for his sister to read— whenever she came back and happened to notice, honestly. but it seemed she had gotten back home earlier than expected, he sensed her arrival seconds before she was at the door. “evening,” he said, without looking up from his note– his scribbling, more like it. though the more he thought, the more he was concluding it was useless.
/ ok trigger warning: post big argument thing
-speedster
@scarletswarlock the speedster had to leave the house after their argument. she couldn’t stand being there anymore. pietra went and sat outside of town, crying for a while as her face was buried in her hands. she was broken after that argument, considering it was probably the worst they ever had. after she had ran out of tears, the blonde went for a walk in an attempt to clear her mind. was she sorry for what she said? no. did she regret what she said? a little. everything she had said was the truth, and she wasn’t going to be sorry for that. that was her stubbornness showing through. all that she said had been a weight off her shoulders, yet they seemed to be a weight put on warren’s. she eventually made her way home, half expecting warren to be locked away in his room. yet here he was, sitting at the table. “evening,” she mumbled back before moving past him to get herself some water. she stayed silent, not having anything to say to him. after grabbing herself some water, she began to make her way out of the room to head to her bedroom, just wanting to lay in bed for a while. // i love it when we circle back to angst LMAO
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scarletswarlock
ᱬ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ “pietra, you keep stealing, you’re going to get shot.” he gave her a stern look. warren found it hard to keep up with her, even after so many years. the super speed made it just that much harder to know even a glimpse of control. “you need to stop that. people are going to start recognising your face.” as if sokovia wasn’t dangerous enough, what with the constant interventions and the erratic violence on the streets and in the air.
/ here’s a little something for now <3
-speedster
“i heard that,” the blonde said as she glared over at him. the reason she had chose one was to avoid attention being brought to her actual name. and so far, that had worked. when he looked back over at her, she uncrossed her arms, letting her hands rest on her lap. “yeah well you’re still mad at me for doing it,” she mumbled, looking down at her lap instead of at him. she had just wanted to help people, especially with what had been going on in sokovia. pietra hadn’t wanted warren to find out, in fact she was hoping he wouldn’t. but that didn’t end up happening. he had saw her while she had been running through the town, and she knew that wouldn’t end well. and it didn’t, they ended up arguing, which ended with him getting angry. and then she promised she wouldn’t do it again. yet here they were and she had in fact done it again. but he couldn’t fault her for that. she just wanted to be a good person for once.
⨯ . ⁺ @scarletswarlock
scarletswarlock
『@-speedster 』 ᱬ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ “slow aluminium could’ve been a nice fit,” warren muttered, mostly to his own amusement than anything else. few things seemed less than ideal than picking out an ‘alias’ just for the sake of it, as pietra called it. but, he supposed it did help to at least somewhat deflect the attention she could garner. at her sister’s answer, his eyes quickly found her again. he couldn’t exactly be mad for that. war was ruthless, and if he could make food appear out of thin air, that would not be a hard choice to make. but it was his sister playing in the danger zone. he could not lose another family member. “you know i can’t be mad for that.” that was pietra’s compassionate heart– one of the things he looked up to about her. it was just… hard. people had unpredictable reactions to those who were different from them, often resulting in violence.
-speedster
warren’s paranoia had started rubbing off on pietra, and she absolutely despised it, causing her to slightly distance herself from her twin, as much as she hated to do that. she might not have been the twin who could read minds, but she could tell warren was always constantly worrying, she could tell by his face. she always wanted to tell him that nothing was his responsibility, that he could just relax, but she never knew exactly how to say it. “because it’s cool,” pietra replied, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. incorrigible? was that a word? if it was she definitely didn’t know what it meant, probably meaning it was an insult. “i am not,” she replied, her arms crossing over her chest as she huffed slightly. “if you must know, i’ve been stealing food for the people who have been living on the streets,” the speedster replied softly, looking away from the male.
⨯ . ⁺ @scarletswarlock
-speedster
// new anon!! i present to you gb! pietro portrayed by deborah ann woll because i a) love pietro and b) love deborah ann woll
-speedster
@scarletswarlock // i’ll probably drop something after i get her book set up!! and literally feel free to drop something anytime!
scarletswarlock
@-speedster / ME TOO OMG?? MAXIMOFF TWINS SUPREMACY?? you’re gonna be amazing i know ittt, you’re always free to drop and i’ll definitely be leaving you things when i finish my work <33