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'' We do this together... as a team.'' || NON-LEWD NSFW || MDNI, 21+ ||

Joined April 2025
◇◇◇ SCOTT SUMMERS◇◇◇ Temp pinned Krakoa based but timeline flexible || Bi, ships with chem || Head of Ghidorah ||
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"Oh... oh god... oh GOOOD PLEASE NO—"
Telepathically gives the READER period cramps .
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You're a cruel, cruel woman. [Very quietly,] Frosted Rice Krispies....
aw, man. i’m sorry. it’s just too easy. what kind of cereal?
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Erik come collect your green giant wannabe child i swear to god.
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Girl. Do not test me, we just ran out of my favorite cereal, today is a TERRIBLE DAY.
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The mythological one! What the fuck!
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LORNA IS LYING ON MY NAME
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HEY HEY HEY WHOAAAAA THAT IS NOT ME
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There's a certain weight to Erik's response, and an odd sense of familiarity in it. That after so much tension, they have found a sense of understanding they haven't had before. A connection as fathers, not just mutants, not just soldiers. Something deeper. Soldiers》
Erik steeples his fingers under his chin, a thoughtful frown on his face as he deeply considers Scott’s words. He forgets, at times, that Scott is father. Perhaps a better one than Erik has been.
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》to protect her is to prepare her. Her world just changed. She has to adapt, or she won't survive it. And no amount of... wishing for the time that you lost, ir trying to make up for it, will do that." Scott moves around the desk, approaching Erik closer now and putting》
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》a firm but supportive hand to his arm, "She *is* special, Erik. It's why we have to work together to make sure she knows how to live with that, before we run out of time."
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Scott nods at Erik with a sureness, his head tilting to the side, as if he's looking right into the mutant, "I think you should. As a father who lost those... precious years with his own child, I can understand the want to protect, to nurture what is left in the wake of that," 》
Erik nods along as Scott speaks, his cheek still resting on his fist while the opposite hand draws invisible shapes on Lilith’s file. “I don’t disagree,” he murmurs, skipping over Scott’s comment about his teaching for the moment.
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》His voice had dropped, and suddenly he's swallowing a tight lump in his throat, "But we, as their fathers, have to remember that they are so much stronger than us already. There's a time to nurture their love for life—and to push them to learn how to survive. To fight.》
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》And you and I both know that being a mutant means being a soldier... or /dying/ in the wake of war. War is brewing on our doorstep again—she needs to be ready for it, as do the rest of us."
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Scott's face might not show it well, but the hear that compliment from Erik takes him back. He's blinking from behind ruby lenses, his arms falling limply to his sides before he starts making flexing fists, just trying to gather his thoughts. "I... appreciate that, Erik.》
Erik listens intently, knuckles tracing ho and down his jaw as Scott speaks. He nods slowly, averting his eyes for a moment as he gathers his thoughts. “I’d be happy to discuss it with her,” he responds quietly.
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》and waiting for her to do everything on her terms is what will push her forward again. Sometimes... when someone is stuck, they need to be reminded why they have to keep moving forward. Even if it means igniting basic instincts—fear. Anger. Hatred. Passion. Those 》
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》are things that have kept my X-Men alive and aware. Some people need more than a loving hand. She... *might* be one of them."
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