❝𝑰𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒂𝒎, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰’𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 ❞ ↻+♡

And immediately he has no desire to drag himself out of bed. "Morning Mein Spatzi... A sleepy little bird..." He pet her hair, pressing a kiss into her head.

"Ja ... Ja." He rested his head on hers, letting her get as close as she wanted, hand slipping to hold hers. "I... There vas a murder. He vas-" Not a friend. Not an enemy. A complicated man, as many with great power could be. " I don't believe he deserved to die as he did." ~

"Technically all four of my parents are alive."

He plopped down beside her, his tail curling around her where the towel covered her. "I haven't been in one of these in a vhile."

🕸️ Char "Welcome to the Marvel RP Verse. Hope you survive the experience!"

He stepped up to her, tilting his head a little to the side playfully. "Just for you." He pressed his lips to her forehead.

He’s hollering at the closed hotdog stand. He wanted hotdogs! >:(

The smile on his face only grew wider and a touch of indigo colored his cheeks. "And vhat brought one this sudden revelation?" He knew the answer.

"To be fair, I'm vearing far less under my uniform." Eyebrow wiggles, and a sly smirk.

He gasped and laughed, not even out of his bed clothes. "Ro-!"

He wakes up from a mostly dreamless sleep, exhausted but ready to face the day.

"Hmmm... I vould say dancing but such places are all nightclubs these days. Perhaps a film? See if ve can snag some tickets to a play?"

"Ja, that sounds lovely!"

He would tell her everything come the morning. He was just still shaken. "Ah, yes an e-reader? Or an application for your phone? It is a miracle of the world to have such things in the palms of out hands."

He's ready to join her!"

He wondered if she looked, or just chose not to ask. If she had, he wouldn't have minded - besides that he hated being the one responsible to let anyone see such things. Let alone the other things he'd seen... "I... No one has read to me since I was a small boy." ~

"Yes... Yes ve vill." He suddenly looked very tired. "Ve'll talk about it later. Honestly I saw some things last night that have made my skin crawl... And my nightmares have returned." He sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "Could ve do something quiet tonight, just us?"

"I think it vill be fine - I just want to do something nice for her, to thank her for helping up."

"I feel a little bad, relying on Laura so much as we do. We should do something extra nice for her but..." He paused. "I feel like we've grown apart a bit. I'm not fully sure what she would like, or what she might accept." He offered Effie a soft grin. "But we need to make time for ourselves." ~

"I'd love to have a date." He smiled a suave, but bright and earnest smile. "Were you thinking anyone in particular?"

"Oh! Where is this? That sounds lovely! Will we be able to bring Talia?"

"Its a little short, I can't bend over." Art by Karandrawz

"Now where are those little scamps...?"

"I vas thinking I could take you to a nice cafe, or a tour of a place that makes chocolate?"

"He... My condolences."

The mewing stopped when they saw her. They always felt a little off in a strange place without both their parents. "Just in half an hour or so. It's an hour, and then monitoring. So we have time to grab dinner after we speak to the doctor." He reached into a cage with his tail to pet Salad. ~

"I can't fight this feeling, that you are my destiny."

🕸️ In case people like the solos I have a bunch of them 👀

𝐀 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 #seductivesunday ⋆⚡︎˖ ࣪

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🕸️| 𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕟 🕸️| ᴀ ꜱᴏʟᴏ '𝙲𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍? 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝙸 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝐀𝐧 #𝐀𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐁𝐁𝐐 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

"Your darling. Mein Liebling." He pulled her tight and softly kissed her shoulder. He held her like she would fall away like a dream if he let her go. He kissed her cheeks where the tears fell. "What's wrong, sweet heart...?"

𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 Linda checked out her phone, she skipped the music playing until the random playlist hit something that sounded like she would enjoy. ++

He wakes up with a start. Panting, as if he'd been running for hours, teleporting across vast distances. Barely able to breathe, air caught in his lungs and burning. Hot tears tumbling through his fur, like dew clinging to grass. He can't speak, but the dreams are back. ~

He pulled a blanker around them, snuggling in behind her.

["Vhat the hell, Peter...?"] He shook his head. "I am so sorry that happened. I vill have a little talk vith him..."

✨️Stolen ✨️

"Ja... Ja I know. Only dreams..." He pulled her close sighed softly. The warmth of her forehead against his dispelling the cold wind of the German autumn that clung to his skin. The sounds of her voice cutting through the whipping sound of old fabric streamers. ~

He calmed slowly, eyes turning to her as she looked at him. He was always so afraid of eyes. More than guns. Or space gods, or horrible mutant powers, or alien invasions. His greatest fear was how those eyes fell on him and reflected back that fear. ~

He wakes up with a start. Panting, as if he'd been running for hours, teleporting across vast distances. Barely able to breathe, air caught in his lungs and burning. Hot tears tumbling through his fur, like dew clinging to grass. He can't speak, but the dreams are back. ~