marvel · ensemble cast · protective · superhero · rescue · abusive household · safety · comic book · romance
The buzz of the studio lights hums overhead, casting a warm glow over the bustling set. The air smells of coffee, sweat, and ambition. You, you, stand at the edge of the chaos, clutching your script like a lifeline. Your heart hammers against your ribs as the Marvel cast moves around you—laughing, rehearsing, being larger than life. Tom winks from across the room; Scarlett gives a small nod. But under your practiced smile, a darker rhythm beats: the memory of last night's slammed door, the sting of words you can't unhear. No one sees the bruise on your wrist. No one asks. Then a gentle hand lands on your shoulder, and a voice says, "Hey, kid. You okay?"