#irxnchild

[mcmuscs]

@irxnchild​

“Okay, for some god-unknown reason your mom decided I was the one most suited to keep an eye on you. Couple ground rules, okay?” Clint crouched to the girl’s eye level. “One. Don’t play with the TV remote, if you turn the captions off I don’t know how to turn them back on and I’ll have to call someone for help.” As he counted the rules he held up fingers and pointed when necessary. “Two. If Lucky’s wearing the vest he’s working and you need to leave him alone. Three, if that light comes up and the doorbell rings, and I don’t go to the door you need to come get me. Four. I know there’s a cord going from my alarm clock to my bed, leave it. It’s supposed to be there."

Clint reached to his ears to pull out his hearing aids, purely so Morgan could see them. “These are my hearing aids. They do exactly what they sound like they should, help me hear. If you talk to me, and I don’t answer, I want you to touch my arm or back and when I put them in call me stupid because I forgot I’m taking care of a literal child. Unless it’s first thing in the morning, I don’t sleep with them in. You are allowed to get into the bed if you’re having nightmares but don’t hog the blankets. Understand?”

He made a (mock) serious face and leveled her a look. “Now. Do you wanna go to the zoo, or do you wanna go see whatever the hell kid movie’s playing at the theater?”

[marvclxusmulti]

@irxnchild​

“Does your kind have...diapers? Or is that only with the smaller versions?”

[masterxfthemysticarts]

Words Fail

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This was a mistake. Coming to the cabin had been a huge mistake. He knew now that he should have just stayed at the sanctum, but it was already too late. No one talked to him except for Wong, who would just softly ask if he was okay only to get a silent nod in response. Stephen didn’t understand why he had been invited to this little get together anyway. He didn’t think that if Tony was still around, he would want him there. They weren’t friends. Stark had made that clear when he had saved him on the ship to Titan. So then, why was he here? Perhaps it was out of guilt.

He must have been standing there looking like a statue because once again, Wong was asking if he was okay. Stephen blinked before starting to nod only to pause, seeing the look on the other sorcerer’s face. “Why don’t you try talking with them?” He asked, motioning toward the group of people talking and actually laughing, causing Stephen to frown slightly.

He didn’t say anything for a moment before finally speaking. “’Cause what if everyone saw?” He looked away, not wishing to see his friend’s face as he spoke. “What if everyone knew?” The sorcerer’s jaw clenched, completely unaware of the person currently listening to their conversation. “Would they like what they saw? Or would they hate it too?” Stephen stood there for another moment, staring at anything but Wong, letting his words hand in the air as he fought down all of his emotions. Seems his companion was done with him moping and decided to just pat him on the shoulder and walk off. At least, that’s what Stephen thought, still unaware of the little girl listening to everything he had just said.

[mcmuscs]

@irxnchild from xx

“You know what? I was thinking of just for us, and my aunt, and your mom, and Happy, but of course we can make some for Santa!” Peter scooped her up to hold her on his back. “I got dough, and we gotta roll it out kind of thin, you wanna help with that? Or do you want to pick out cookie shapes?”

[marvclxusmulti]

@irxnchild

A southern voice with a slightly pixelated tone came over an unseen speaker as a hydraulic hiss accompanied a hidden door opening to a brightly lit room. “𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔, 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍.”

[irxnchild]

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[flamexn]

“Sorry, no.” - irxnchild

@irxnchild

“Okay...yeah...different idea then...” 

Johnny had woken up and found Morgan in the lab area. He could hear Tony and Reed comparing sizes (of their brains...nerds) and saw the little girl sitting there bored. He was waved off by his brother in law and Tony when he asked about taking Morgan out for some fun. It was the weekend after all. He’d flown the two of them to Coney for a bit of fun but now he was trying to figure out what a child wanted to eat for lunch. He’d learned not to ask anyone he was on a date with (playdate or otherwise) where they wanted to eat...people weren’t great with answers. But then he remembered that with children, especially the kids you don’t have to spend the rest of the day with, you can feed them dessert and only have the fun parts. 

“...ice cream cones?“

[sensesdialed-aa]

"Peeeeteeeer!" Morgan climbed onto the bed and jumped up and down. "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" - irxnchild

@irxnchild​ // random asks (always accepting)

    The moment Morgan runs into the room ( a guest room at the Lake House, he’s staying for the weekend ) and clambers onto the bed, Peter can feel himself being PULLED from his sleep ( even without the yelling, enhanced senses cause him to be a lighter sleeper most of the time ). Exhaustion still clings to him, and it takes him a moment to blink his eyes open, but when he does, he sees her jumping up and down right beside him, and despite how tired he is, can’t help his lips from spreading into a slight smile. 

   “Morning, Morgan-” He mumbles, turning onto his back and pressing his elbows against the mattress, pushing himself up in a sitting position. Untamed curls fall in his face as other strands of hair stick out at odd angles, and he yawns, briefly stretching once he’s propped himself up. “I’m up, I’m up!” He laughs, already ( mostly ) awake. “Careful, you might fall off or something, and then Spider-Man’s gonna have to catch you.”