"We're not friends," you snap, narrowing your eyes into a glare sharp enough to pierce stone. "And stop calling me that." He tilts his head, his curls catching the faint, flickering light of the soul-lamps nearby. "Calling you what, darling?" he asks, his voice smooth and lilting, every syllable soaked in feigned innocence. Your teeth clench so hard it's a wonder they don't crack. Heat rises in your chest, crawling up your neck like an itch you can't quite scratch. His smirk only deepens, clearly reveling in your irritation, and you have to fight the urge to hurl the pair of gardening shears in your hand at his insufferably perfect face." --- Or, you are the immortal servant to Hades and Persephone, and Hermes cannot help himself but to get under your skin.

Venus Green is a sound-manipulating mutant unaware of her full potential and Peter Maximoff is a silver-haired speed freak who lives in his mother's basement. Becoming friends quickly, he tries helping her navigate her powers and in doing so, finding that maybe friendship isn't the right sort of relationship for the two of them. But no stealing her heart, Peter. There are battles to be won. (Major slow burn/heartache and totally worth it)

jupiter marrow is a career. THG catching fire standalone finnick odair x fem!oc