#casslang

“i will give you three wool, for free –– absolutely no strings attached,” scott paused, sifting through his resource cards as he observed the rest of what was occurring on the board.

ever since his return from the quantum realm, he was determined to spend as much time as he could with his daughter - make up for every lost moment, every stolen memory the quantum realm took from him. something that turned into as of recently, was board games. strategy games, chance games, you name it; cassie would dominate. her intelligence and problem solving skills were on full display and she did not disappoint.

scott was forever surprised by, and proud of her brilliant mind.

“ - but that’s only if you do not place that road piece in that exact spot,” scott watched in horror as cassie’s hand hovered over the space, poised to break his chain, to steal longest road right out from under him. 

The sizzle of bacon on a hot stove echoed throughout the Lang household as Scott poured pancake batter onto an adjacent skillet. Other than that, the house was near silent, but Scott liked it - it gave him time to think.

Parenting a teenager was something he’d barely just gotten used to, but punishing a teenager? That was a whole other ballgame.

It seemed like just the other night Cassie was asking if she could become more involved with the ‘hero-ing’ he and Hope did, and Scott had said yes with almost no hesitation. Cassie was smart, responsible, and caring. God, was she caring. But after what had happened at Crystalia and Pietro’s wedding, he wasn’t so sure of anything anymore.

He had been feeling particularly worn out at the event, having gone on a solo mission that same morning - and so, the Langs were going to dip out early, but Cassie wanted to stay. Insisted on staying. And Hope had assured she’d chaperone. Boy, what a mistake that was.

It wasn’t that Scott was angry about the alcohol. He wasn’t much better himself at her age, but with alcohol came a tendency to spill secrets, and secrets had a funny little way of getting back to the person they’re being kept from - sometimes rather quickly.

This was how Scott had heard about her experimenting with the Pym Particles, and the related recent, er - accidents.

Before Scott could think any further on the subject, the woman of the hour decided to emerge from her alcohol induced slumber. Scott wordlessly placed a finished plate at Cassie’s spot on the table, and sat down in his own chair and began eating.

a good mutual!!! i think that you’re very nice and have a lot of opinions that i agree with tbh!!!!! we don’t talk much but everything you say is right and i trust u!!! i love seeing you on my dash!!!!!  also random but i always want to call you cassie because of your url!!!!

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hey, tess!! and yes we do love our iconic space bisexuals ♡♡ sorry for the wait, your rate is under the cut!

no more xo

thank you! <3

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yes i am hi tess!! sorry ik i’ve been sooo slow with these and thank you sm ily!!

anyway i absolutely adore your blog, i love love loveeeee your url and it always makes me think your name is cassandra even tho i know it’s not asjhfksjgsjkl; your posts are so gr8 and your text posts always make me laugh!! thank you for being you and blessing my dash with your blog!!