americasgenius
// well, it's been a hot minuet–
americasgenius
americas-ass
// i love this acc >:(
americasgenius
╱ someone help mary dress up as chucky for halloween. screw the cute costumes, the kid wants to look scary.
redrogers
"Guess I'm an uncle, huh."
redrogers
@redrogers Okay, so he was possibly the worst person to put inside a room with a child. Steven was a tall, looming figure in the doorway, somebody with calculating eyes. He could pass for Scar from the Lion King, really. But Steve had needed a babysitter on the nose, so here he was. Leaning against the doorframe, he kept his eyes on her. The sounds of her writing sounded twice as loud with his enhanced hearing. "S'ppose so," he muttered. He folded his arms over his chest. His focus dropped to the floor then, as he thought of what to do in this - to him - awkward situation.
americasgenius
" i suppose so, " the child replied in a somewhat idle tone, half distracted as she scribbled equations into her notepad. she stole a glance up at the elder man, eyes narrowing slightly in thought. " it's . . steven, isn't it? uncle steven. "
( @redrogers )
americasgenius
Someone had wrapped a blanket around the child. She hadn't seen who, too lost in the chaos of blaring sirens and screaming to pay much attention. But, despite the thick covering, her tiny frame was shaking from head to toe, tears staining her flushed cheeks.
Her father was gone. Mary was still having a hard time trying to comprehend what had happened. She wanted to wait for someone to lift him out but she'd been ushered into the communication centre instead, bombarded with a bunch of different enforcement and help talking to her all at once. Prodding and checking over her for injuries, asking questions she couldn't answer, and settling her in the corner until they could figure something out for her.
She kept playing the moment over and over in her head, becoming more and more worked up. People around her tried to comfort her, but she didn't want to speak to them. She wanted Steve; the star clad, shield throwing man who had come to take her from danger. She had felt safe with him, even if it was for the briefest or moments, and she wanted to feel safe again.
( @PatriotShield )
hiseredita
morgan peeked through the younger girl’s door and looked around . “you should really clean up your room ...” she spoke , raising an eyebrow .
hiseredita
@americasgenius the brunette rested and leaned on the door frame , looking around and hummed and gave a short nod . “just work,” she repeated and her gaze landed on the kid and smiled . “do you need help ?” morgan offered .
americasgenius
mary was pacing to and fro in her room , pieces of paper and books strewn everywhere across the floor . " it's just work , " the child pointed out softly .
( @hiseredita )
americasgenius
╱ cb for something from this lil bean and specify a mood <3
scarIetmuse
" uh who are you , kid ? "
WATCHlNYOU
‘ am i missing something here ?? there’s no way i was gone this long — ’
WATCHlNYOU
the scientist offers a small grin , obliging to the hand shake gently . ‘ are you ? well you’re the youngest fan i’ve ever encountered . sorry if i startled you , by the way . ’
americasgenius
" oh , doctor banner ! " the child perked up when she realised who the other man was , politely extending a hand towards him . " i'm mary , and the pleasure is all mine . . i'm a big fan of your work . "
( @THEOTHRGUY )
WATCHlNYOU
bruce shakes his head , awkwardly clearing his throat ( & debating whether he should offer a handshake to a child or not ) ‘ sorry , kid . my names bruce . i’m a friend of your fathers . it’s nice to meet ya . ’
irongrit
what’re you doing ? give me that . it’ll make your ears huge and your breath smell bad
americasgenius
uhm , a while ago — i've been stealing the toolbox for weeks , mr. stark . . though usually nat helps me carry it to the garage . * she said with a slight shrug , closing up the box . * i'm not going to hurt myself , i'm careful .
( @ferriclad )
irongrit
in the name of w — since when did you know how to use those , squirt ? * he exhales exhaustedly , massaging the bridge of his nose as he accepts the wrench . * you’re going to hurt yourself . and your stupid fairy godmother will try to kill me for letting you take them
americasgenius
fine , you can have your wrench . . but i'm borrowing the rest in the name of . . discovery . * she flashed him a sweet smile and put the box on the floor with a relieved sigh , rummaging through it until she found the wrench in question . * here .
( @ferriclad )