#and if this is also his relationship with scott tibbs. and with his father. what then

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never not thinking about this. this feels like the key to adam's character WHY would they say it like that....

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› ⠀birthname⠀:⠀adam

› ⠀last name⠀:⠀faulkner-stanheight

› ⠀age⠀:⠀20

› ⠀pronouns⠀:⠀he / him

› ⠀nicknames⠀:⠀ad’s ,⠀(give him some!)

› ⠀title⠀:⠀mr

› ⠀gender⠀:⠀male

› ⠀species⠀:⠀human

› ⠀language⠀:⠀english

› ⠀nationality⠀:⠀american

› ⠀ethnicity⠀:⠀caucasian

› ⠀sexuality⠀:⠀bisexual

› ⠀location⠀:⠀new jersey usa

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› ⠀height⠀:⠀5'7' ft

› ⠀complexion⠀:⠀fair skin

› ⠀physique⠀:⠀average build

› ⠀eye colour⠀:⠀green

› ⠀hair colour⠀:⠀mousy brown

› ⠀physical health⠀:⠀smoker

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marks / features⠀:⠀ self-harm scars ,

shoulder bullet scar

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› ⠀morality⠀:⠀true neutral

› ⠀enneagram⠀:⠀4

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romantic

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asshole ,⠀angry ,⠀lazy

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Adam is a sarcastic, sweet, freelance photographer who on some occasions can come across as a bit of an asshole. He is a carefree young man who was a victim of the 'Jigsaw Killer,' being described by Jigsaw as 'a strange mix of someone angry yet apathetic, but mostly just pathetic.' Despite Adam's sassy personality and sarcastic self-deprecating humour, there is an emotional side to him. He has a good heart despite his questionable decision-making some of the time. Presumably, Adam’s egoism is a reason for the lacking contact with his family. He can be arrogant and often reacts to questions and uncomfortable situations by being mockingly sarcastic and making provocative jokes. Adam, however, is capable of genuine empathy and compassion for others which was proved during his time in the 'Bathroom Trap.' He appears to have a very beautiful smile which only adds to his attractive appearance. Also living by himself in what he likes to call his 'shithole apartment,' he makes a substandard living off his photography work.

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occupation⠀:⠀Adam is a freelance photographer who makes a living by observing and photographing other people for money. One of his clients was former homicide detective David Tapp, he hired and paid Adam $200 per night to observe a renowned oncologist, Dr. Lawrence Gordon, as Tapp suspected him of being the wanted serial killer, Jigsaw. Adam followed Lawrence for several days and took numerous photos of him.

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father⠀:⠀Adam never had a good nor healthy relationship with his father as he was dismissive, unpresent and in many forms abusive throughout Adam’s life. This led to being one of the reasons why Adam’s anger issues developed and why he left home at a young age.

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mother⠀:⠀When Adam left home, she would ring his house phone everyday and leave voicemails to check in on him. She loves Adam dearly and wants to be there for her son, but struggles as Adam finds it hard to let her in.

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siblings⠀:⠀Adam’s twin brother is David from 'Saw 0.5,' Adam and David have a close relationship.

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ships⠀:⠀Depends, but his main is Dr. Lawrence Gordon.

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friends & enemies⠀:⠀Scott Tibbs was / is Adam’s best friend who was quick to turn into his frenemy, they have a toxic relationship as Scott uses Adam for his photography skills and openly treats him like shit. However, Amanda Young is a good friend of his!

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› ⠀spouse⠀:⠀none

› ⠀off spring⠀:⠀none

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Adam wears t-shirts, especially band ones, baggy jeans, checkered flannel shirts, shirt jackets, converse, and leather jackets. He falls into the emo, grunge, ’90s / early 2000s and punk styles.

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› ⠀universe⠀:⠀saw

› ⠀faceclaim⠀:⠀leigh whannel

› ⠀penned by⠀:⠀ava⠀ఌ

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[elisaphoenix13]

Stark-Strange Tradition

"What is that?"

Tony grins. "What does it look like?"

"Did you get that up here by yourself?" Stephen raises an eyebrow and walks over to help him.

Between the two of them, it took them a few minutes to put up the Christmas tree that Tony had dragged in from the elevator. Stephen had no idea where he got it from, but Tony always got a real one. He always turned up his nose to fake ones, and to make up for "killing trees" as Diana had accused him of last year, he made sure that for every tree cut down for Christmas, a new seed was planted along with the ones the companies usually planted. It appeased their daughter and the rest of them were happy to get a real tree.

"Is this supposed to be a surprise for the kids?" Stephen asks.

"Eh...sort of. They love decorating the tree and the penthouse. I asked Sam to start digging out the decorations and I think he might have dragged Bucky and Steve to help him."

Stephen chuckles. "Good call. It always looks like Christmas threw up here when the kids are done."

Tony smiles. "Expect the penthouse to be overrun today. I think there's going to be a day of it. Where's Lulu?"

Stephen points up the stairs toward the bedroom. "Miraculously still asleep like the rest of the cubs."

A fond look passes the engineer's face when he looks up in the direction of the bedrooms. Lucy had come into their lives just days ago, and she was perfect...just like her sisters had been. She and Tony bonded immediately, and even though it irked Stephen that she preferred her father over him, he was more glad to see Tony have such a close relationship with one of their daughters. Yes, he may have had those five years with Diana when he didn't, but in a way, Tony missed out too. He was lost in his grief and Diana ended up bonding with Cassie more than him.

Stephen still suspected that Tony felt terrible about it...but he couldn't blame him. He might have been the same way.

"Boss, Lucy is awake and fussing. She seems to have woken Valerie." Friday says and Tony chuckles when he looks at Stephen.

"Let the chaos begin."

Stephen smiles and walks into the kitchen to start his tea while Tony goes upstairs to retrieve their two youngest. As he grabbed his canister of tea from the cabinet, the elevator doors opened and both Wanda and Vision stepped out and the witch joined him in the kitchen. He rolls his eyes when she stands on her toes to kiss his cheek, then walks over to the refrigerator to pull out everything she would need to start breakfast.

"Good morning Wanda." He says.

Wanda smiles as she reaches around him to grab a pan. "You look well rested for someone with a newborn."

"Astral projection has its perks." He smiles.

"Projecting is cheating." Tony complains as he walks down holding Lucy and Valerie walks down holding his other hand.

Both girls were still in their pajamas but Lucy was clearly diapered. She was content enough to doze on Tony's shoulder and wait for her bottle which Vision started on right away. The moment Valerie stepped off the bottom step, she walked straight over to Stephen and held her arms up, and he complied.

"Hi, Mama." She mumbles softly.

Stephen kisses her temple. "Hi. Did you see the tree?"

"Uh-huh. Why is a tree inside?"

"Because you and your brothers and sister are going to decorate it. It's going to be our Christmas tree."

"With lights?"

"Yes." He chuckles and puts her back down. "Why don't you go watch your cartoons until breakfast?"

"Okay."

She shuffles away into the living room, asking Friday to put her cartoons on, and Stephen helps Wanda with breakfast while Tony feeds Lucy. The next few minutes quickly swung into chaos as the rest of the kids woke up and joined them. Sam, Steve, and Bucky came off the elevator with boxes and boxes of decorations, and all of the kids jumped up to start decorating the penthouse. Peter, of course, climbed the walls and ceiling to hang up the garland, and just as he was hanging the mistletoe above the elevator, it opened and Cassie stepped off with her cake decorating tools.

Peter grins and hangs down a bit to greet her with a kiss. "Hey."

"Hi. You guys aren't wasting time." She kisses him one more time before walking off to join Stephen, Wanda, and Bucky in the kitchen.

When Quill steps off the elevator and comes face to face with Peter, he looks at him flatly. "Don't look at me. I ain't kissing you."

"Only Scott wants to kiss you."

Quill gives him a dirty look and then looks up at the web he's hanging from. "Hmm...I wonder…"

He grabs the back of Peter's shirt and tugs him down, and then cackles when the web makes Peter bounce back up to the ceiling. He laughed even harder when the trigger of the young adult's webshooter hit the ceiling and somehow cocooned him in his own webs.

"Hey!" Peter yelps as Scott follows Quill onto the floor. When he follows his husband's gaze, he bursts into laughter.

"Oh my god! You finally get to know how I felt! Nobody help him!" He exclaims.

For a while, nobody did. They continued with decorating the penthouse and making breakfast, and only when the food was ready, did Stephen dig out some web dissolver and hand it to his cloak. Levi happily flew up and helped Peter out of his cocoon until he dropped to the floor. The rest of the Avengers joined them upstairs to eat and when breakfast was eaten, decorating was continued and Cassie and Diana started making Christmas cookies after cleaning up the breakfast mess.

"Friday! Play some Christmas music!" Thomas says, and the tv shuts off in lieu of the requested music. "Thanks!"

"Didn't we put these in the boxes nicely last year?" William pouts at the Christmas tree lights entangling him.

"They always come out tangled." Stephen chuckles as he helps him out if the lights. "Ready to put them on now?"

"I think so?"

William gets up from the floor to start putting the lights on the tree, and Tony helps him once he gets Lucy in her swing. She was wide awake and curious, watching everyone move around to decorate even if she couldn't really move her head. Lucy easily fell asleep in the middle of the chaos a little while later and didn't even startle when Flynn ran into one of the side tables in his excitement and knocked off an open box of glass ornaments. Or when Quill reprimanded the fox rather loudly as Harley quickly swept up the mess.

Athena was resting at Stephen's feet as he dug through another box to look through the tree decorations, Tibb was already looking up at the lights on the tree like he had never seen them before (Stephen could see someone digging the feline out of the tree in the near future), and Emir had taken his usual spot in front of the elevator when he first came up with Scott and Quill. Of course, Scott had to lead him somewhere a little more out of the way when Pepper, Happy, and Rhodey almost tripped over him when they arrived.

"Pfft. Those ornaments were ugly anyway." Tony shrugs.

"Weren't you the one who picked them out?" Harley asks and Tony points at the floor.

"You missed a spot."

"Diana, why don't you come put a few ornaments on?" Stephen calls.

"Coming!"

In the meantime, Stephen hands Valerie an ornament for her to hang up and when she walks over to the tree, William picks her up to help her hang it. With six kids now actively decorating the tree, it was finished in no time at all. Thomas was putting on the finishing touches with silver tinsel, and once he was finished, Tony dug out the tree topper and handed it to Valerie.

"Do you want to put the star at the top of the tree topolina?"

Valerie takes the star and looks up at the tree and then further up to the top and frowns. "Can't reach Daddy."

"Ask one of your brothers to help you." Tony smiles.

The two year old predictably looks at William, but to their surprise, she turns to Harley and holds her arms up.

"Harley, help?"

"Okay. Ready?" Harley hoists her up and holds her up to the tree, and she carefully places the star on top. When Harley puts her back down, he smiles. "Perfect. Good job Val."

"There's a cat in the tree." Sam announces before stepping forward to grab Tibbs.

"I'd rather it be him than the tiger." Stephen says and both Quill and Scott look at each other before looking at Emir.

Thankfully the tiger didn't seem interested enough in the tree to climb it. He was content to sit on the floor next to Scott with his head in the thief's lap. Natasha had taken a seat in the couch next to Stephen to help with the ornaments, and when everything was put up, the boxes were shoved somewhere out of the way and everyone but Cassie and Diana found somewhere to sit in the living room to watch a Christmas movie. They also took turns grabbing Tibbs and Flynn when they got too interested in the tree.

"Like having a toddler." Quill grumbles as he leans over to scruff the fox that was currently entertaining himself by batting at a low hanging ornament.

He was promptly deposited in front of Emir who started licking the kit's head immediately.

"Makes me wonder if he'll make wrapping presents hard too." Stephen says. "Wrapping gifts is already difficult enough with my hands, but Tibbs has this radar that lets him know when someone is wrapping gifts."

"Ugh! I ended up wrapping him last year just so I could actually get something done!" Peter groans.

"I...will keep that in mind." Stephen chuckles.

Harley shrugs. "I just gave him a bow and it was distraction enough. He played with it around my room."

"Where's the traditional...Christmas drink?" They hear Thor say from the kitchen.

"That's for tonight." Bruce says after looking at him over the back of the couch. "Leave...leave it!"

Thor sighs and obediently closes the fridge to return to the living room and sit next to Bruce. The next movie was watched in a comfortable and companionable quiet, with the brief interruption of Lucy waking and loudly letting everyone know she needed some sort of attention, and Tony swiftly took care of her. After she was changed, he held her out to Stephen with a grin.

"Maybe Mom can feed you."

Stephen turned bright red when the adults looked at him curiously. "That's not funny!"

"My answer is still the same. I never know with you and your magic." Tony grins.

"Douchebag." Stephen narrows his eyes and takes Lucy, accepting the bottle that Diana had brought over after Cassie had made it.

Lucy thankfully didn't complain about who was feeding her this time and took the bottle without a fuss. She drank greedily and was finished within minutes, and once she was lifted to his shoulder to be burped, Steve looked at the doctor.

"...can you actually do that?" He asks.

Stephen answered wordlessly by chucking the empty bottle at his head and Bucky and Sam both burst into laughter when it audibly 'thunks' against Steve's head.

"What?! Tony has a point!"

"You're both grounded!"

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Normal Is Overrated

It was no secret that Peter stole Stephen's sweaters, but then Harley started taking Tony's shirts. It got to the point that Tony and Stephen wouldn't even bat an eye if they saw the boys wearing their clothes. Things only escalated from then on. Tony and Stephen were known to take each other's clothes, Peter and Harley had a sweater they constantly stole from each other (which was definitely Peter's) and would be seen going into the other's room just to get said sweater, and Diana? Even she stole clothes but it wasn't any of theirs. No, she always stole Cassie's clothes.

The first time she did, Cassie wasn't even home. Diana just went down to Scott and Quill's floor after getting an okay from FRIDAY that it was okay to do so, and went into Cassie's room. Both men shrugged it off because they thought maybe Diana had forgotten her crayons again, and returned their attention to the tv show they were watching. At least until the little girl yelled for the celestial.

"UNCLE QUILL!"

Quill sighs and sets his bottle of beer on the coffee table. "Why is it always me?"

"You spoil her and Cassie. This shouldn't be a surprise." Scott says with a snigger.

Quill just rolls his eyes as he moves to his feet and climbs the stairs up to Cassie's room where he finds Diana in the closet.

"What's wrong kiddo?"

"I wanna look at Cassie's clothes. Can you pick me up please?" She holds her arms out to him and the celestial raises an eyebrow.

"If you take anything and Cass finds out, I will deny having any part of this."

"Okay."

And that was that. Quill picked Diana up and held her so she could go through her honorary big sister's clothes and grab a couple of shirts and a sweater. Once she told Quill she was done, he set her back down and she skipped away with an armful of clothes and disappeared onto the elevator. FRIDAY took her back up to the family floor without having to be prompted, and when she stepped off, she walked right past Harley who looks down at her.

"What have you got there Dia?"

"Sissy's clothes!" Dia struggles to walk up the stairs with her arms full of clothes and Harley sighs.

"Come on." He picks her up by her armpits and Diana giggles as her brother helps her to the top of the stairs.

"Thank you Harley!"

The teen sniffs. "Yeah, sure."

Stephen steps out of the master bedroom just as Diana walks by and he raises an eyebrow when she disappears into her room with the armful of clothes. He looks to Harley for some kind of explanation but he just shakes his head with a look that said 'don't ask'. Stephen didn't. Dia was as independent as a five year old could be, and as long as she didn't get herself into trouble and respected the rules, Tony and Stephen let her. The boys were independent as well but they got into trouble on a weekly basis.

"Where's your father?" Stephen asks as he descends the stairs with Harley behind him.

"Downstairs in the lab. Said something about upgrading my suit." Harley replies. "Tibbs went with him."

Stephen chuckles. "They'll be down there for an age and a half then. How do you feel about shawarma for lunch?"

"Sounds like food!" Peter calls from the living room.

"Victor, the usual shawarma order please."

"It'll be here within the hour Doctor." The AI replies.

Stephen nods as he and Harley walk into the living room and the sorcerer swipes the bag of chips off the coffee table just as Peter reaches out to get some more chips. He complains loudly as the bag is returned to their cupboard through one of Stephen's gateways, but huffs when the man gives him the cliched line of "you'll ruin your lunch". They all knew it wasn't true because Peter could eat as much as three grown men, but it still wasn't healthy to eat an entire bag of chips.

"Hey Harls, wanna play?" Peter points at the tv that shows the menu screen for Mario Kart.

"Might as well." Harley thunks onto the couch next to Peter after he grabs a controller and Stephen goes into the kitchen to make himself some tea.

The next half hour passes somewhat quietly, with the boys game playing on the tv and the teenagers themselves either shouting at the game or whooping in excitement. Diana came down shortly after the boys started the game with a coloring book and wearing a sweater that most definitely wasn't hers, and Stephen momentarily forgot about his tea to look at the scene. To look at his kids. He had a life without them and his past self was content without children. He was a successful neurosurgeon that wanted for nothing and could come and go as he pleased.

Then he had the accident. He studied the Mystic Artes, and then met Tony. That was when his life was truly turned upside down. They had barely started dating when Peter became a permanent part of their lives, married for just a few months when Harley came next, and Diana came a month after. It had been a crazy year and a half for them all. Whenever he watched the kids like this though, the Ancient One's words always came back to him.

"I never saw your future, only its possibilities. You have such a capacity for goodness."

There were times he wondered if this was one of the possibilities she saw, but then he always came to the conclusion that it didn't matter. This was his reality now. The Stephen of the past lived happily without children or a relationship. The Stephen now couldn't picture his life without his husband or his kids. Not just them either. The Avengers too. They sometimes fought, made a mess, drove each other crazy...but they also had each other's backs. They took extra care to make sure Peter didn't ingest anything with mint, helped Harley train in and out of the Rescue suit, and the women took Diana out on occasion for a girl's day.

They were always considerate of Stephen's hands as well. If his hands shook and Tony or the boys weren't around, one of the members thay knew how to handle the massages helped him. The rare times he was sick? They stayed quiet and either Bucky or Wanda made dinner (and soup for Stephen). Tony had once stayed up for three days straight, and Quill noticed how Stephen and the kids tried to get him to go to bed. He made his own executive decision by knocking out the engineer and carrying him up to bed. Tony was not amused when he woke up, but Stephen had simply said it was his own fault for not coming willingly.

The point was, Stephen would choose his current chaotic life over his old one any day.

"Dude! That's so not cool! We said-" Peter stops midsentence, but Stephen couldn't see what he stopped to look down at from his angle in the kitchen.

He grabs his tea and takes a sip from the mug as he walks back into the living room to see what got both of the boys attention, and he actually dropped his mug in surprise. Peter and Harley had a very good reason to be staring, because it was at Diana. She was coloring with two crayons but only using one of her hands. The second crayon was floating as it filled in certain parts of the page she was working on, and not even the mug that Stephen dropped disturbed her. Things being broken was unfortunately a normal occurrence in the tower, so she just kept on coloring.

Even when she finally looked up when she noticed that Stephen wasn't cleaning up the mess. "What's wrong Mommy?"

"Y-You're using magic." The sorcerer stammers. "Diana...how long have you been able to do that?"

"I don't know." She says with a small shrug as she returns her attention to her coloring.

The train in the sorcerer's mind immediately derailed as he tried to wrap his head around what he was seeing. His daughter was using magic and making it look as easy as breathing. Maybe it was. Maybe she used it so easily because she came from it. It would make sense, Stephen would just need to keep a watchful eye on her. She seemed to have enough control of her abilities that he didn't have to worry just yet, but he still had questions.

He cleans up the mess he made and asks Harley to go downstairs to grab their lunch, as well as pull Tony out of the lab when Victor announces the arrival of their food, and then calmly sits on the couch next to Diana.

"Diana...is there anything else you can do?" He received a shrug for an answer. "Do you do this at school?"

"No."

Well that was a relief. "Good. Will you please tell me if you can do anything else or if you feel funny?"

"Yes, Mommy."

End of conversation. Stephen and Peter shared a look before the teen returned to his game, and the sorcerer gets up and returns to the kitchen so he could pace. Tony never mentioned anything strange happening during the five years Stephen and the boys were snapped, and neither did Cassie. Was there a certain age that magic could be used? All student that studied the Mystic artes were at the youngest, teenagers, so little was known when a person's magic could actually be used. Maybe there was a block until a certain age? Diana wasn't a good example to study though because she was created by magic. Things could be different for her.

Besides the obvious of course.

"...phen. Tesoro."

Stephen snaps out of his daze as Tony pulls his hand away from his mouth. "Tony, she used magic. Diana used magic."

Tony gently takes Stephen's face in his hands. "First of all, breathe. Second, was it anything dangerous?"

Stephen takes a shaky breath and then shakes his head. "No, no...nothing like that. She was just coloring-"

"Then stop worrying so much." Tony says gently and Stephen stares at him.

"What if she loses control? Or actually does do something dangerous?"

"What if she doesn't? For all we know she has natural control." Tony kisses away the younger man's retort and releases his face to join the kids at the table. "If she does, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. You're more than capable of taking care of that scenario."

Stephen blinks. "How can you trust me to do that?"

Tony smiles. "Because I watched you go one on one with Thanos when he had four of the infinity stones."

Harley's eyes widen at his father's words. "You did what?! Badass!"

Tony had a point. It wasnt worth worrying about something that may not come to pass and he even brought up another good point. Diana could have natural control of magic, and if she did, Stephen would worry endlessly for nothing. He was better off taking care of anything that happened when or even if it happened. So he joins his family at the table (the kids obviously gathered while he was lost in his own mind) and Tony pushes the bag of food over to him.

"Eat. You did your mom thing and made sure everyone else got their food so now it's your turn."

"Tony..." Stephen sighs out but doesn't continue as he pulls his food out.

"You know, I just realized something." Harley says in between bites. When he swallows his next bite he looks up at his parents. "Dad's now seventeen years older than Mom..." Tony's eyes widen and he almost chokes on his mouthful of food at that new bit of information. "...and he also gets Mom whatever he wants or needs right? Doesn't that make him Mom's sugar daddy?"

Stephen was the next to choke on his food.