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Independent Semi Selective | Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver | Strongly inspired by Marvel's Cinematic...
Thinking about a harsh reboot, any of the indie marvel rps still kickin’?
God’s RIGHTEOUS man …
pretending you can live without a WAR
Rhee groaned quietly as she woke, but once she heard the strain of her papa’s voice, the tiredness disappeared. She held him tightly, wondering what was going on that he was so worried.
“I’m here,” she reassured him, not breaking away even though she just wanted to cover him with kisses and make him not feel so scared.
When she was younger, things like this scared her, made her think that Abba-leh might have died, or that Doda was dead, or someone else close to her, but as she’d grown older, she realized that sometimes he just needed reassurance after a particularly hard mission or a nightmare, or even just watching the news. She used to ask what had happened, had tried figuring out what had made him so scared so she could take it away, but now she knew to let him be. If he wanted to explain, he would, and if he didn’t, then it was best not to ask and make him more worried.
“I love you, Papa.”
Hearing her try to reassure him made his chest ache. He hated that she ended up taking care of him sometimes. He was her father, he was supposed to take care of her, not the other way around; but sometimes he needed it. On days like today he needed it.
They had had a mission. He was trying to save this mother and child in the midst of a battle with yet another robot army. He was trying so hard to protect them both from bullets, but he hadn’t noticed the mother losing her grip. He saved the child, but the baby’s mother was hit and passed away before they could get her any medical treatment. It wasn’t his fault, not really, but yet another child in the world was orphaned today because he didn’t succeed.
He couldn’t sleep. Evan was still out at headquarters and the visions were hitting Pietro hard. He couldn’t stop picturing his family getting hurt. He couldn’t stop feeling like he couldn’t save anyone. He couldn’t protect them. All of this was for them, all of his work with SHIELD, all of his training, all of his effort and passion and - life... he was living for them. They were the only ones keeping him alive and he couldn’t even keep them safe.
At her last couple of words, he burst into harsh sobs, clinging to his daughter as they sat in the darkness of her room.
{thebookofsands}
Pietro made his way into Rhee’s room in a rush. He tried to be quiet since it was the middle of the night, but he was obviously distressed. There were thick tears in his bloodshot eyes, his jaw was clenching and unclenching, his hands doing the same.
“ Rhee? Sweetheart? ” he whispered as he crawled into bed with her. While she was waking up, he slid his arms underneath her and pulled her into his lap, hugging her tight to him. “ Hi, angel... I am sorry for waking you, Papa just needed to see you - ” he croaked out, his voice revealing that he was on the verge of letting out a sob.
“ I needed to see you... “
Help, I want to make a Peter Pevensie blog.
‘ what do you want? i’m busy. ’
“ Pietro was looking for you... It has been like two days since you have slept or eaten a decent meal, don’t you think you should take a break? “
Rhee whined but didn't argue. "A song? And stroke my hair? I'm not sleepy." And yet she yawned again.
Pietro let out a slow sigh, pondering for a moment. “I will hum you something and play with your hair, but you have to promise to sleep. No more talking. And you have to shut your eyes.”
Rhee whined. "One more story! A longer one! Pleeeeeeeaaaase!"
Pietro frowned a bit. He wanted to tell her another story of course, but he knew it wouldn’t stop after that. “ I am sorry, Rhee-Rhee, but it is very late and I have kept you up too much already. It is time for bed now. “
"Evan, look at me," Pietro sighed as he cupped his love's face in his hands and gently ran his thumbs over his cheeks. "It is time to rest. We both need sleep. Please come to bed... Please." -themaximoffway
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Evan kissed his hand and sighed. “I just want everything to be perfect.” He yawned and looked up at him. “You deserve the best birthday.”
Evan smiled and burrowed into him some more. When his arms were all around him he pulled his legs up and wrapped them around one of Pietro’s.
“Did you miss me while I was on the other side of the couch?”
Pietro pulled back to place tiny desperate kisses all over Evan’s face and neck, hugging him close as he made small whining noises. “ I did, so much. It is so far away! “
“ Don’t ever go back there. “
Bootylicious
“Oh…I’ll touch.” He grinned, making grabby hands at him.
“You get that thing over here.”
Pietro had a ghoulish half-grin as he made his way over to the other, not taking as long as he would have liked to tease him, but still a bit slower than usual. He rested his hands on top of Evan’s, guiding them around his waist and resting them at the small of his back before he slid his own hands around Evan’s waist and let out a small hum.
“ Your move, stud. “
Bootylicious
Evan groaned and whined. “But it’s so perfect I feel like I’m gonna taint it if I even touch it.” He sighed. “I would sure like to admire it without all the clothes covering it.” He said, smirking.
Pietro snickered. “ You know I only let you look if you promise to touch afterwards. “
“ Otherwise you are just a dirty Papa getting a free peep show. “
"Evan, look at me," Pietro sighed as he cupped his love's face in his hands and gently ran his thumbs over his cheeks. "It is time to rest. We both need sleep. Please come to bed... Please." -themaximoffway
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Evan kissed his hand and sighed. “I just want everything to be perfect.” He yawned and looked up at him. “You deserve the best birthday.”
Evan stared at him for a bit, just taking him in. Blinking slowly only when necessary. After a moment he crawled over into Pietro’s lap. “If I’m sleeping it’s gonna be in your arms.”
Pietro watched, only content when the other was completely surrounded by Pietro’s form. He wrapped his arms tight around him and nuzzled his nose into Evan’s shoulder.
“ I would not want it any other way, “ he whined into his skin.
"But I don't want to sleeeep!" Rhee whined.
“I know, I know, but you need the rest if we are going to do anything fun tomorrow.”
"Evan, look at me," Pietro sighed as he cupped his love's face in his hands and gently ran his thumbs over his cheeks. "It is time to rest. We both need sleep. Please come to bed... Please." -themaximoffway
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Evan kissed his hand and sighed. “I just want everything to be perfect.” He yawned and looked up at him. “You deserve the best birthday.”
Evan sat back on the arm of the couch and looked up at him, bringing his knees to settle under his chin. “I love you so much.” He smiled and hummed.
Pietro watched with curious eyes as he adjusted himself in his seat to face Evan straight on. He crossed his legs and slouched a bit. Hearing those words still made his heart swell every time.
“ I love you too, “ he breathed back in a flustered way.
Bootylicious
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“Your butt is very distracting dear.”
Pietro grinned as he turned to face the other, a sly look in his eyes.
“ Oh, so sorry, love. Why don’t you do something about it? “
"Have you ever seen her since?"
Pietro swallowed, eyes cast down as his heart ached for a moment. “Only once,” he replied softly. “But that is a story for another time. Right now, it is time for bed! Now, sleep…”