#\\ i love these two so friggen much yall don't understand ashsdfskdfjsfb

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|| Liz || Gumdrop !!

        for a brief moment there’s silence on her part. it’s DEAFENING , & her ears are pounding – or maybe that’s her heart ? both , maybe. no – definitely both. all bodily sensations are starting to blend into one & she has to take a breath so unfathomably deep to steady herself. fight or flight is kicking in big time , but in her heart she knows it’s not him she wishes to flee but instead the plethora of feelings that have arisen. it’s complex , & despite being a smart girl like herself , not even liz can untangle the mental web her mind has so intricately woven.                      that said , the girl’d be lying if she said her father’s dedication to the return of his  lost love came as a surprise. in some part she’s certain this could be chalked up to the stubborn & steadfast nature with which she’d been bestowed as a mere result of being raised by the man standing before her. on the other hand , the two had always had some sort of telepathy. not the kind prominent within reality of some who’d born with such a gift ( or curse , perhaps , depending upon how one looked at it ) , but the kind that breeds as a result of knowing another so intimately. she’d always find her way back to him. liz had tried so desperately for so long to cast this truth aside. clearly , she’s failed.                   it’s inevitable , her being here. perhaps it’s the sudden disappearance of her mother just years prior , & the subsequent adoption of he belief that life truly is precious & often taken for granted. she knew things could change in the blink of an eye - courtesy of mr. toomes himself - but the loss of doris , the seemingly permanent loss , truly drove the message home. the thing is , liz was so certain for so long that she was free of her past … onto better things. but she’s gone backwards , & it feels most satisfying to be here than it does to be elsewhere. it’s conflicting , to find comfort in the one who’d made a mess of her life. she’ll shift her weight then , hands clasping before her. there’s a lot she’d like to say in this moment. maybe a simple … “ sorry “ ? seems lackluster , but there must be something to quell this guilt that resides within her gut. something that she means. lips quirk , eyes averted until words tumble forth.

                ❛ —— of course i would , dad. i love you. ❜

☆——»   Even after being told the traumatic news that his love, that his wife && the doting mother of his most cherished daughter had been culled away from this unforgiving world, Toomes held steadfast an unyielding refusal to believe it was the ultimate end. All evidence of such a glaring truth had been painfully visible to his own two eyes prior to Liz’s final visit when fellow inmates && security guards had been snapped away into a curiously familiar cloud of ash && dust all around the prison. It was pure pandemonium to behold, to be sure. But pure spite && bullheadedness prevailed, with Adrian ignoring the fact that Doris was truly gone. He just couldn’t allow for such a poisoned reality to seep into his mind. It would absolutely break him.

This was just another play of deception, a lie -- the universe, the Avengers, the gods above && below toying with mortal lives for nothing but cruel SPORT. There was no way, no way in H E L L Doris could be dead. Robbed from him && his daughter, forever. He wouldn’t give into that logic, no matter how many years had stumbled past him that cruelly spoke, spat in his face that  ‘this is it, this is permanent, YOU can’t change this.’

He had built an entire profitable, if blood-stained empire upon cunning lies, misrepresentations of still being that legitimate blue-collar demolition && salvage worker. Perhaps it was because he had learned how to so easily lie to his family in order to protect them, that lying to himself with what could only be described as delusional hope came all the more naturally. If he didn’t have this hope to cling to, like a lifeline made of barbed-wire which dug, ripped, clawed into every inch of his being, what little humanity he had left might all but disappear. He won’t give up to save what little was left of his family. 

Even if it meant more visitations behind bullet-proof glass, it would be worth it, right? Just to see Doris again. To know mother && daughter could be united once more on the same plane of existence...

He is surprised, elated to find Liz standing here upon her own accord. A numbed heart abruptly pumping with adrenaline jolt, not because of a flight-test or robbery, but birthed of pure warmth from a father’s love. Separation did in fact make the heart grow fonder, at least so was the case for Adrian. Liz wasn’t arriving on his doorstep due to sheepish requests made over phone calls to meet over a bite to eat or offerings of presents on her birthday, or any holiday her father can find to try && see, talk to his Gumdrop for more than a few fleeting minutes. Much as it kills him inside knowing their relationship might be damaged beyond a permanent, less painful repair, Adrian knew he just had to weather the storm instead of fighting against the tides of change.

He wasn’t a bad father, not by Adrian’s own biased opinion. He loved Liz more than life itself. He’d do anything for her ;; for her happiness, safety, health, even if it meant destroying himself in the process. Whatever it would take, Adrian was more than willing to go or keep a distance. Liz knew this. && he knew, believed that his Gumdrop, even if she had grown up faster than she should have, tried to put him in her rear-view mirror, well, she must to still love him, even if it wasn’t as much as before. Love was still there. Had to be...

But hearing those words, sheepish as they may be, certainly helped not only brighten Adrian’s mood, but bring a smile to light that pulled at muscles that hadn’t been used in a very long time. Weights lifted off his chest of which he hadn’t been aware were piled on high, like he could breathe after slowly drowning. So many lies he told himself to get through each day, it was relieving to know Liz wasn’t just another delusional fantasy.

This time, Toomes won’t keep himself at arms length. Instead, stepping forward to embrace Liz in what could only be described as a bearhug. Holding onto her as if at any moment, she might just slip between his fingers like in one too many nightmares of being left alone in a world made entirely of mountains of ash && embers. 

      ❝ I love you too, Gumdrop... always. ❞ 

That was one thing of which would never change in this world, no matter how hard it tried to tear them apart. He squeezes her one more time before breaking away just enough to look at her directly. Tears are held behind the dam, but there are cracks forming beyond just the years that lined his face. 

     ❝ It’s so good to see you again. -- Waitaminute, did you get taller? ❞ He’s teasing, making small talk in an effort to keep from becoming utterly overwhelmed by emotion, but is as genuine with her as ever. Huffing that gruff chuckle as he ruffles her hair, then passes a hand up to his forehead to discern height. But his other hand seems to refuse to let go of hers, lightly squeezing, reminding himself that this could be very well the last time he’d see her again, just like every other time since his days in prison.

      ❝ You’re a real sight for sore eyes, kiddo. I’ve missed the hell outta you. How’ve you been? Hey- c’mon inside, if you want... I’ve still got plenty of coffee brewin’. We can talk over a cup’a Joe? ❞

With that, Adrian relents in his physical contact, stepping aside && back into the less extravagant house he now occupied. It’s far smaller, but still cozy && well maintained -- aside from the pile of blueprints && textbooks sprawled across the kitchen counter. That organized chaos was enough to mimic a college students study space right before midterm exams, with the addition of  specialty calibrated tools, tablets, && random looking assortments of small mechanical parts. He only spares that pile a glance, but is more worried that Liz was only stopping by for a brief moment to tell him that she’s moving to another country, or off into SPACE itself.