βThereβs nothing noble about struggle... and sacrifice is just a pretty name for losing.β
β Independent portrayal, loosely influenced by: β§ The Gifted + MCU + Comics
β Highly AU β IC β Crack & Serious β Crossovers.
β Descriptive & detailed.
β SLs & banter.
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"Let's not get sentimental about it." A dry reply, but the discomfort didn't help.
The thread was thin, the reluctant was thick. Anything could break whatever little grace I'd given. I knew myself. The concept of a family was still too far away and discolored to settle into >
Where his slate wasn't the cleanest, hers could be. She wanted to make an effort, to ( try ). If it wasn't in her cards to ever have her own children, she could try with his.
"Just so you know... I'm glad we're at this point."
I simply nodded.
Rebuilding bridges with Erik was a complicated path, but I could seem them both making an effort to reach out. I didn't mean the wounds didn't linger still, open and bleeding. Years of resentment wouldn't simply go away.
It was evident. In another life, well before she knew of Erik's children, she was the same way. Reluctant to trust. Quick to assume the worst.
"Thank you. That... Means a lot. Truly."
"Sure. I mean... My father was, you know... Lucky to find you."
There's a small smile in return, hesitant, unsure of intentions. Experience made me wary of people's motivations.
"Yeah, guess it does... But I'll take my small moments where I can get them. Or where they're welcome."
She gave her a small smile, the indication that her approach was cautious.
π mother's day. it's somewhat bittersweet, not having recollection of my own mother. but even without my own children, I feel the joy she must've felt because of these three. eternally thankful to be their stepmother.
π mother's day. it's somewhat bittersweet, not having recollection of my own mother. but even without my own children, I feel the joy she must've felt because of these three. eternally thankful to be their stepmother.
This earned her an awkward thank you when we met at the wedding, but she could certainly see the necklace being worn throughout the ceremony.
Having family felt... odd. Still adjusting to the whole revelation.
But... Merry and Marry Christmas to her.