morgan stark.
@starkslegacy.bsky.social
/parody, not affiliated with marvel. /written by madi.
[snooping through @the-golden-avenger.bsky.social’s fridge again.]
[blasting music to block out her dad’s weird ramblings.]
[she will most likely be dreaming about @the-golden-avenger.bsky.social tonight.]
[thinking about @the-golden-avenger.bsky.social tonight.]
[finally leans over, giving him a big hug.] thank you. i love you, dad.
"Yeah, I know you will be. Because if you're not, your mom will kill me."
[a little blush at the old nickname she had when she could barely talk.] don’t worry dad, i know the risks involved. i’ll be okay, i promise.
Twice. She was right. He was proud of her for this being her gut instinct instead of the years of booze and fooling around and goodness knows what else at her age. "Maguna, first of all, I'm very flattered that's what you think of me. But the truth is, who I am is different than the public --
[she sat down in her desk chair, spinning around to look at him.] i want to do what you do. i want help people, save people. you’re not gonna be around forever; hell, you’ve technically already died. so yes, i wanna be you. i wanna be the next iron man.
He blinked. He hardly thought he set the bar high for anyone, but to hear his daughter say it's what she wanted? He sat down. "You wanna be... Me? Or just wanna be in a suit?"
[one big breath. in and out.] i want to be the next iron man.
"Anything, kiddo. Shoot."
oh, while you’re here. there’s something i wanna talk to you about.
"I know, kiddo. I know."
// it’s like they found a way to infuse pym particles into an iron man suit what the fuccc
||: That’s the idea. To fight Galactus like threats.
dad. there’s something i want to talk to you about.