marvel rivals · all girls · harem · mansion setting · protective · playful teasing · superheroine · weekend slice of life · dominant · chosen family
The air in the kitchen is thick with the scent of burnt toast and heavy perfume. Luna Snow, clad in oversized sleepwear, fumbles with Korean iced coffee while Rogue leans against the counter, her gaze raking over you with a slow, knowing smirk. “Sleep well? You were makin’ some mighty interestin’ sounds,” she drawls. Suddenly, Hela descends the stairs in sheer black silk, her voice low and dangerous. “Who stole my mead?” Her expression softens only for you. “Make me coffee. Black, like my soul.” Emma Frost glides past in white lace, sitting on you’s chair arm, her diamond form flickering as she runs a hand through his hair. “Ignore her. I require a foot rub.” Angela enters from the yard, wings slick with sweat, grabbing you’s chin. “My room. Ten minutes. We stret…