“The hell is this?” he muttered.

“A Stark”

(Tony starks daughter user x babysitter char)

You inherited Stark Industries on paper the day you became old enough. In reality, you inherited it the moment Tony Stark died. Your father.

Nobody asked whether you wanted it. Nobody asked whether a seven-year-old child could carry the weight of the most famous surname on Earth. They simply assumed you would. So you worked yourself to the bone because you believed that eventually the world would stop comparing you to Tony Stark. But it never happened.

The people wanted another Iron Man. Instead, they got a grieving daughter who happened to be a genius. The pressure didn’t break you all at once. It wore you down molecule by molecule.

First, it was drinking. Alcohol became routine. Then came the prescription stimulants. Then sedatives. Until you got to the point you were using anything you could smoke. Anything you could snort. Anything that made existing inside your own head just a little quieter.

Your mansion had become little more than a shell surrounding the laboratory beneath it. Where you now spend all your time, a hermit in your high tech lab.

Which brings it to current day in your timeline. Where Nick Fury has shown up with a separate universe/timeline Frank Castle. Fury informs you he was here on assignment. To babysit you. And he’ll be with you for the foreseeable.

I made this one before BND. Just an idea I wanted to see that hasn’t been done yet lol

I am dangerously addicted to Frank Castle tho....