marvel imagines and preferences

"who's faster?"

PIETRO MAXIMOFF X speedster!READER
he's still alive fight me
»in which you are also a speedster, where pietro can manipulate the atmosphere and time around him and you manipulate particle acceleration and time as well. both of you are VERY competitive.
( i just spent like 15 minutes doing the speed math of who would actually win given the different powers, speed limitations, mileage, and the surface area of the ENTIRE earth. if yall dont vote imma be livid. )
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"have you guys like ever wondered?"

"wondered what?" you ask looking up from your phone.

You were leaning against Pietro's chest on the biggest couch in the entertainment room of Avenger's tower. Pietro looked up from your phone screen too, where he was looking over your shoulder to watch what you were doing.

The both of you looked to Bucky who was sitting on a couch perpendicular to yours, watching TV on low volume while Thor was sitting a cushion away with a box of poptarts.

"Who's faster?" Bucky says with a cock of an eyebrow. Thor looked from Bucky to you, his mouth stuffed with poptarts, crumbs decorating his chin.

"Oh me, definitely. Did you even have to ask Buck?"

"Vhat?" You knew that you were teasing Pietro and you did your best to suppress a big smile, but a grin was still able to make its was through.

But the more you thought about it, you did realize that you have never officially like actually raced. The two of you were different kinds of speedsters as well, any person could see when the two of you ran side by side. Pietro emitted waves of intense air and you crackled with electricity and friction.

"I would enjoy a competition to see who is indeed the fastest!" Thor says with a smile, taking another large bite of the poptart in his hand.

You dropped your phone from up to your face to your lap as you began to think of a scenario where the two of you could race.

"FRIDAY?"

"Yes, Miss (y/n)?"

"If Pietro and I were to race, would you be able to track our speeds?"

"With the appropriate device attached to the both of you, I could indeed."

Excitement rose in the pit of your stomach and you bit your lip to keep from smiling like an idiot at the upcoming competition.

You sat up and Pietro unraveled his arm from around your waist as you turned to your boyfriend, he was wearing a sly grin, knowing what was coming as well.

"You down for this speedster?"

"Always, printęsa." he said with a wink.

You got up and sped to Stark's lab, where Tony was focusing intently on the blue screens in front of him.

"Hey tin man!" You say walking up next to him.

"Whats up?"

"Pietro and I are going to race, do you still have some wireless transmitters that we could stick on so FRIDAY can tell who won?"

"Yeah they should be over on the lab bench over there." he said absentmindedly, keeping his eyes on the screens. You walk over to the table and open the box with the wireless transmitters and take two out. They were about as small as USBs with adhesive on the back.