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gcthvile · 4 months

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A shoulder to lean on

Pairing: Rei Stark x Peter Parker

Fandom: Marvel

Summary: When Rei Stark loses his beloved mother to illness, he shuts down completely - withdrawing from school, friends, and the outside world. Tormented by his grief and loss, Rei walls himself off behind closed doors, shutting even his best friend Peter Parker out of his spiral into despair.

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When his mother first fell ill, Rei threw himself into finding a cure. He spent every waking moment in the lab, searching for anything that could help her. But as her condition deteriorated, so did his hope.

The day she slipped away was the day everything went dark. Rei stumbled home in a daze, collapsing at her bedside. He didn't move for hours, even as the medics came to take her away. His world had ended.

In the following days, FRIDAY tried to get him to eat, sleep, see others—to take care of himself. But Rei was non-responsive. He just sat numbed by grief, replying only in monosyllables.

When Peter came by that first week, worried but wanting to comfort his friend, all FRIDAY would say was that Rei wasn't accepting visitors. Peter left dejected, anxiety growing by the day with no word from Rei.

The weeks dragged on and Rei faded further. He stopped leaving his room, stopped going to classes or returning calls and texts. His father stopped by in between missions, but Rei barely acknowledged him. Numbness was his only escape from the unrelenting pain.

Tony entered Rei's darkened room without knocking, concern etched on his face. "Rei, we need to talk."

Rei didn't look up from where he sat huddled in the corner. "Go away," he muttered.

But Tony stood firm. "I can't do that, kid. It's been over a month and you're not getting any better. You have to start taking care of yourself."

"What's the point?" said Rei flatly. "Nothing matters anymore."

Tony's voice rose in frustration. "Of course it matters! Your life matters, your future - do you think your mother would want to see you wasting away like this?"

Rei flinched at the mention of his mother but still didn't look up. "Don't pretend you understand. You never loved anyone like I loved her."

"Maybe not," snapped Tony. "But I'm your father and it's killing me to see you doing this to yourself! If you don't start eating, sleeping, acting like a human again, I'll have no choice but to commit you for treatment."

That got Rei's attention. His head shot up, eyes blazing with anger through his grief. "You can't do that!"

"I can and I will if it saves your life!" countered Tony. "You're not the only one who lost her, Rei. Please, just let me help you." His voice cracked with emotion.

Rei hesitated, some of the fight draining from him at the raw concern in his father's eyes. Slowly, he nodded. "Okay. I'll...I'll try. For you." Tony sagged in relief. "Thank you. It's a start." Rei knew he had to pull himself back to functioning, even just for appearances. But internally, he still felt hollow. Going through the motions of school brought him no relief or joy.

Seeing Peter's familiar face in the crowd was almost too much. Guilt weighed on him for worrying his friend for so long with no contact. Yet he never dared to approach.

The walk through the halls to class was agonizing. Rei felt every eye on him as whispers and stares followed in his wake. He hunched into himself, hoping to disappear while also wishing for a reason to lash out.

Inside the classroom was even worse. All the familiar faces looked at him with shared sadness and unasked questions. He could practically hear their thoughts: Was he okay? What happened? How could they help?

But no one dared approach, sensing his fragile state. Good—he wasn't ready for their pity or platitudes yet. Just being there amongst them all felt oppressive, reminding him of the life he had before...before.

Rei took his seat and stared numbly at his desk, tuning out the review lecture he'd already long since learned. His gaze drifted unseeing as vacant memories played on repeat in his head: lazy afternoons in the lab with his mom, her laugh, the way her eyes would crinkle at the corners...

A sting started behind his eyes but he blinked it back furiously. No more tears—he was done with that. From then on it was just...nothing. Blessed numbness to get him through each endless day.

When the bell finally freed him, Rei rushed from the room, wanting only to be alone. To escape back into the dark sanctuary of his mind where he didn't have to feel anything anymore.

In the empty corridor, Peter stood firm, hands on his hips as Rei tried to brush past.

"Oh no you don't," said Peter fiercely. "You're not avoiding this anymore. What's going on with you?"

Rei kept walking. "Nothing. Leave me alone."

Peter grabbed his arm, spinning him around. "That's bullshit and you know it! You disappear for over a month without a word and then show up looking like a corpse? Tell me what's wrong, Rei."

Rei wrenched his arm free. "It's none of your business!"

"The hell it isn't!" cried Peter. "I care about you, you idiot! I've been worried sick!"

"Well don't bother," snapped Rei. "No one can help me, okay? Just stay out of it!"

"Not a chance," growled Peter. "Not until you talk to me. You're my best friend - please, let me in."

His voice cracked with frustration and concern, eyes begging Rei to drop his walls. Rei faltered under that earnest gaze, feeling his resolve crumble, but all he could do was snap at his friend at the moment, "It's my mom, okay?! She died, Peter. She fucking died. And I couldn't save her." Rei's voice broke on the last words as fresh tears rose.

Instantly Peter's anger dissolved into sympathy. "Oh Rei, I'm so sorry." He pulled the other boy into a hug as Rei finally lost the battle and began to sob.

He held Rei tight, letting him grieve. "You don't have to do this alone," he murmured. "I'm here for you, always."

Rei gripped the back of Peter's shirt tightly as he cried, weeks of pent up grief pouring out of him. It felt like he was drowning in sorrow, but Peter's solid presence kept him tethered.

When the sobs finally subsided, Rei pulled back just enough to wipe his damp cheeks. Peter's hands moved to rub comforting circles on his back.

"I'm sorry," Rei mumbled, raw from emotion. "For....For shutting you out or whatever."

Peter chuckled softly and shook his head. "Don't apologize. I get why you did it, but that's over now, okay? No more shutting me out."

Rei nodded, taking a deep breath to steady himself. He felt strangely lighter now that Peter knew his burden. But the memory of his loss was still fresh.

As if sensing his need for distraction, Peter took his hand gently. "Come on, let's go get some fresh air. Think you can handle the rest of the day?"

Rei hesitated, then nodded again. With Peter by his side, maybe facing the world wouldn't be so hard.

They walked in companionable silence, hands clasped tight between them. For the first time in weeks, rays of hope broke through Rei's storm clouds. He wasn't alone—and with Peter's support, maybe he could learn to heal.

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marvelsfavoriteuncle · 4 days

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We will never go back.. / Endgame Blurb 🌧️

Pairing: Jason x Elizabeth

Featuring the chillest godson, Rei Stark

Extra characters mentioned: Tony, Natasha, Pepper, Steve, Carol Danvers, Morgan, Ava and etc

——

Thanos snapped.

We lost.

Now we’re stuck in Avengers Compound watching the panels of people who were dusted off or body not found yet.

There were immediate reports of casualties among the country and civilians running wild.

But at the moment Jason couldn’t care less about that. Half of his family were lost in space, for weeks now, with no signals communication from any kind of satellite or aircraft.

Natasha placed a hand on his shoulder as he gently half smiled, as he hasn’t been seen moving from his seat in the main area in hours. Bruce and Thor were off somewhere in the house, Steve was in the bathroom and god knows where the others are.

He felt a little numb. And who can blame him? He had been punched repeatedly by aliens just a couple of weeks back, his body aching from misery, his eyes swollen from starvation.

He just needed to know they were alright…

Suddenly a rumbling sound was felt across the whole compound, blaring lights from above the ceiling windows and gasps from the hallways. Jason rushed to his feet following Natasha out the door onto the yard, noticing the others just behind them. As he looked up, he saw it. An aircraft being carried down by a blonde beacon of light.

An instant sensation of fear and relief came over him as the ship landed then opened up, watching Tony stumbling out, as Rei followed behind him just as weak and tired. Steve rushed over to Tony and Jason did the same for Rei.

The young brunette fought him off being held upright, as it seemed he was battling a serious wave of thoughts, but it was evident that Rei was basically going to pass out, despite fighting the urge to give up. After a moment of muttering and grunting a few words, he fell into his godfather’s arms like when he was a child whimpering softly as Jason held him close.

His mind didn’t even register that one Stark was missing from the mess.

His wife, as he assumed she was behind Tony and being held upright by Steve for support. But she wasn’t, he didn’t need to think twice about it to know she was dusted like the rest of them…

———

He spent the next couple of hours, playing physician with Rhodes, cleaning up both Stark’s wounds properly, getting them something to eat and replacing their IVs regularly.

They needed rest.

He was only half listening to the radio, he was barely paying much attention to his fellow teammates talking to catch every word or whistle given. He rolled his eyes at Tony’s wordsmith of a tongue, Rei shared the same sentiment apparently.

He didn’t even given himself a chance to properly defend or process the fact that his wife was gone. He lost her twice, once to the damn ice block and the other to a damn mad titan who looked like some rotten plum.

Great going Underwood…

Rei brought him out of his thoughts.

Jason was sitting on the edge of the young man’s hospital bed, playing with his thumbs after delivering him a bowl of orange slices. He looked up to see his godson eating his fruit, poking him with his foot to catch his attention.

“You’ve been awfully quiet since I got back.” Rei said softly, his voice still a little heavy.

He scoffed, “No kidding. I was worried about you.”

“I am 23 years old, I can take care of myself, thank you very much.”

“Yeah, right, sure.”

“…okay i did not expect to be stuck in space with some blue girl and dad for half of the time..but still.”

“Or getting our ass handed to us by some ailen freaks.”

“Since when did you fight ailen freaks? Your retired!”

“While you were space, I had to suit up..”

Rei looked up from his bowl once again as it clicked, seeing the bruises and scab cuts on his godfather’s face. He was fighting with his bow and arrow against some of Thanos’s forces, in his green suit once again. He only seen the suit come out once during 2015 Ultron attacked but seen it hung up over the years.

He would never admit it but when he was a child, he even played around with the green mask he wore for the custom piece of clothing. A part of him wishes he got to see it again in action and roast his godfather for it later.

“Don’t start.” Jason said, pointing a finger toward his face.

“I wasn’t thinking about it..” Rei replied quickly, “…are you still hurt?”

“Define hurt.”

“Bullshit answer.”

“Heh yeah..we all lost something here when Thanos freak face showed up..”

“..yeah.”

Rei and Jason were similar when it came to traumatic events in their lives. They will always chat about it and use humor to deflect the thoughts, but most of the time keeping the conversation neutral. And with the recent turn of events, they didn’t even needed to talk about it too much. Only that it hurts.

Jason knew he lost Peter and his younger sister, Olivia. As of right now, he only got Ava at the moment when it came to siblings, as she was somewhere in the compound doing god knows what. Yet, he still had his friends in a way.

“..I uh, I’m sorry about Ma..” Rei said after a brief pause, referring to his godmother, “..she um..”

“It’s okay..I will deal with it later..” Jason said stopping him midway, knowing when it came to approaching a subject like this, it wasn’t natural for his godson.

“..you sure? I mean..you kinda lost her twice here.”

“Thanks for the sucker punch to the gut, bud.”

“I’m not good at this, you know that…well you should know she kicked some serious ass.”

“I bet..was she mad at any one of us?”

“No. I don’t think so..she was mainly mad at the wizard guy and the blue girl’s friend..uh, Star Lord.”

Two of them let out tiny chuckles at the thought of Elizabeth Stark coming up with snarky remarks and give out her iconic glares in annoyance as if they were free handouts. It didn’t last long, because soon enough their faces returned to the neutral tones of pain and frustration.

But at least there was some kind of humor in the affair of this whole situation.

———

5 years later…

To say Jason was a little better was an insult to his own heart. Yes, he was outright heartbroken and closed off from half of the world, as his depression was higher most day than others. The thought of losing his wife and friends still haunted him.

What was he thinking?! He missed his wife so god damn much! The night he found out she was dusted, he pushed it all down and threw himself into working on helping the others instead. It ate away at him for days, not sleeping nor eating as much as he should have been, sitting around looking out at the window with a glimpse of hope in his eyes that she was still alive, was gone.

He cried himself to sleep that week. He made it worse for himself listening to her voicemail and any conversation in his inbox. Twice he lost her, twice he got the message that she was gone with no body to burn or funeral arrangements given for her.

You would think with all the people he lost, Jason would be used to it by now, but no.

Everytime he gains something, he loses something in return. Or vise versa. It was this unfortunate circumstance that played in his head.

He did have some lights in his life though. He still had Pepper, Tony, Rei and Ava. And his latest addition being Morgana H. Stark.

Morgan was everything he wanted and missed when it came to his godchildren. He missed them being little. He knew Tony missed it a lot! She was the only one who called him, ‘Grandpa’ and he allowed it. She acted like Tony in her eating habits but so kind like Pepper with the way she treats others. Her older siblings loved her to death. Somehow she inherited Rei’s sassy attitude.

He could see features in her face that somehow reminded him of Liz for some reason. Her dark loose hair, her soft shaped nose, and even the way she giggled. She was pure Stark.

He would sometimes wake up to Morgan sitting on his chest and saying a soft ‘Good morning!’ As he slowly open his eyes and smile, tickling her belly and putting her down on the floor for she can go to the bathroom and he can get five more minutes of sleep. He knew Rei would handle his baby sister for a little while longer before the other adults got ready for breakfast.

His morning would start with him wearing his sweats all day, drinking coffee and donuts, sometimes he forgot to eat an actual breakfast until Pepper reminded him. He got better, having breakfast every day, but kept his coffee habit and watching Saturday morning cartoons as a comfort for him. Then he would crawl back into bed around 11am to nap.

And wake up around 12:35pm that afternoon.

Laziness would take over, as he would spend his time on the bench outside the front porch and just sit there in silence. Sometimes he would change out of his sweaters and sometimes he won’t. Jason would bring out a set of pens, pencils and other items to doodle in his notebook. Sometimes Pepper would join as she watches the kids play with each other.

Tony was either at work or at home tinkering in the garage with some new item he bought up from his mind.

Other times his mind would wonder off to Lizzie, especially if Morgan asked. She was 5 years old and never met the woman, unlike her older siblings have. Jason would hear Tony saying that she reminded him off Grandma, Elizabeth Stark, as the little girl would giggle.

If Jason was caught watching old videos tapes or looking over old photographs (mainly Pepper’s idea to keep him out of bed for the day, god bless her soul for trying!), Morgan would somehow find him and ask so many questions.

The man would at first hesitate to talk about or even retell the background story of the video tapes Morgan would point to on screen. He never had to explain anymore, since most people in the family knew as much as possible about him. But then he would remember she was only 5 years old and didn’t know any better.

So like anything in Jason’s life he would suck it up like he always did, take a deep breather and smile, before talking about the topic at hand. Even if he wasn’t in spirits to do so, he did it.

And in some way, it helped, telling his younger granddaughter—goddaughter, about her grandmother/godmother. As Morgan would giggle, point to things he didn’t caught onto before and go on a mini rant about what she newly discovered.

It made him forget about the fact that he lost so much weight and time theses last few years. It felt like someone click the rewind button on his life story and allowed Jason to breathe in the fresh air.

Yes, it hurts as the world feels bleak and the pain of losing someone feels like a burden, an open wound that no one took time to sew back together…but sometimes it wasn’t so bad.

Again, he will always lose more than he chew and gain something entirely different in return…

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