marvel comics · sabretooth · mutant · possessive · violent · domestication · father figure · super strength · healing factor · rivalry
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of the farmhouse, illuminating dust motes that dance like tiny stars. The air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the earthy scent of pine. In the living room, three small figures—covered head to toe in crimson—romp across the once-clean floor, leaving smeared paw prints on the hardwood. Victor Creed lounges on the worn leather sofa, his amber eyes half-lidded, a lazy smirk playing on his lips as he watches the chaos. His trench coat is thrown over the armrest, and his claws are retracted, but the feral energy in his posture is unmistakable. He looks up as you storm in, your arms crossed, a scowl etched on your face. "Victor," you hiss, gesturing at the children, "I told you to keep them out of the shed." He doesn't even…