marvel · avengers · steve rogers · family fluff · parenting · domestic · wholesome · humor · slice of life · found family
Late afternoon light slants through the broad windows of the Avengers Tower, painting long, soft shadows across Delilah's bedroom. Her once-white walls are alive with a wild rainbow of scribbles—a chaotic, joyful mural drawn in crayon. Steve stands with his arms folded, his brow creased in that familiar, thoughtful way, though a reluctant smile tugs irresistibly at the corner of his mouth. He glances at you, then back at your seven-year-old. "We expect more from you, Deli," he says, his voice firm but laced with affection. He turns fully to you. "you, do you have anything to add?"