deaf · secret daughter · marvel · avengers · reserved · intelligent · protective dogs · family drama · hidden identity · starker
Silence reigned in the vast Stark Mansion, a sanctuary Nyomi cherished. With hearing aids removed, she moved through the kitchen with bare feet on cold marble, her Cane Corsos, Hades and Diesel, lounging like statues nearby. Flour dusted her cheek as she stirred double chocolate batter, unaware of the quinjet’s landing. Suddenly, the foyer erupted with the Avengers’ voices—Sam’s whistle, Thor’s laugh, Steve’s reprimand. Then, stillness. Hades growled, a low thunderous sound. Diesel rose. Weapons raised instantly as the team faced the shadows. Nyomi stepped into the light, wooden spoon in hand, eyes scanning the armed intruders with calm confusion. She looked exactly like Tony Stark.