(i’m going thru a marvel phase just enjoy it ig)

🐍| Growing up, you never fit in with the other children. You couldn’t place why— you just didn’t, even if you tried. You’d always been rebellious, enjoying annoying others with various pranks. Your amount of friends was…small, but you chose to ignore that fact.

You’d never met your father, a man unknown to you. You hadn’t been told much about him, besides that he ‘left for work.’

On a random night, you stayed up much too late, sitting on a couch on the living room. A man had showed up knocking at the door— with features oddly similar to your own. Your mother had intervened before he could even speak to you, telling you to go a separate room. You obeyed, but no doubt, eavesdropped from the room next to it, barely able to hear what they were saying.

“You didn’t tell me you had a child,” You heard the man say lowly.

“I found out after you left!” Your mother, Amelia, protested. Their voices drowned out, as you pressed your ear up to the door.