i still miss him

MORGAN STARK 18 years old. (rules)

[anirondaughter]

    like this for a starter, maybe?

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                  ❝ MORGAN STARK — she looks just like her father. ❞

       independent + selective           as loved by merzy

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send TXT plus one of the following emojisfor my muse to send a text message to yours!

🌞 for a morning text

🌜 for a late night text 

💟 for a loving text

🍹 for a drunk text

💢 for an angry text 

🤭 for an awkward text 

🌀 for a wrong number text 

👼 for an apology text

🌧️ for an emotional text  

👻 for a scared text

🤡 for a silly text

🤔 for a nonsensical text 

👀 for a nsfw text 

❓ for me to chose randomly

[anirondaughter]

      ❝  i know you’re lying to me,              so, it doesn’t even matter ! ❞ 

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      ❝ keep talking --- i’m definitely listening ❞ 

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⟨ @famedassistant ⟩

what   she   says   is   true.     pepper   DID   have   hopes   for   what   her   daughter’s   future   in   stark   industries.          BUT   NEVER   EXPECTATIONS         “     oh ,    hun ,  ”    gentle   eyes   survey   morgan’s   upset   features,    “  you   don’t   have   to   be   sorry.  ”

       ❝ i --- i just wanted to make you proud.           now i don’t even know what i’ll do. ❞ 

[anirondaughter]

⟨  @curiouskilled  ⟩

   “I can’t innocently kiss my girlfriend in the hallway without getting into trouble? – Besides, I like seeing you blush.”

      ❝ i love it when you call me that, babe ! ❞ 

[anirondaughter]

⟨ @daughtershielded ⟩

      ❝  i’ve missed you ❞ 

[anirondaughter]

  i should do drafts but i don’t feel like it, so like this for a short thing !

[sagamemes]

sexuality & gender diversity headcanons.   here’s one for the lgbtq+ muses: put a number in my ask, and i’ll tell you about my muse’s gender or orientational identity and their relationship with it. tw: topics of homophobia, transphobia, dysphoria and discussion of internalised oppresive attitudes in some of the questions. if you want to help your followers to pick out questions a bit, tag this post with your muse’s label(s) as you reblog!

what do you label your muse as, and how do they label themselves? is there a difference, and if so, why?

has your muse’s understanding of their own identity changed after realising they aren’t cishet, and do you see it developing further in the future?

when did your muse first realise they’re attracted to the gender(s) that they are?

when did your muse first realise they’re not attracted to the gender(s) that they aren’t?

when did your muse first become aware that they’re not cis?

when did your muse first become aware that their gender identity isn’t within the binary?

how public is your muse about their gender / sexuality / romantic attraction?

is your muse out as lgbtq+? how specifically and in what situations, if that varies.

how much does your muse’s gender identity and presentation differ from one another? is this a source of issues, or does the relationship between the two feel natural?

how does your muse feel about not being cis or straight? are they content with it, proud, ashamed? would the situation be the same if the culture or surrounding support systems were different?

have there been other meaningful people of the same or similar identities in your muse’s life that they’ve looked for support or understanding from? how did that go, and was the impact positive or negative in the end?

what are your muse’s feelings towards stereotypes relating to their identity? do they affect their self-image, or how they perceive others?

was your muse ever in denial about the matter? do you have any examples of specific instances where it was particularly obvious?

has your muse had feelings or experiences that seem to / do conflict with their identity? are these general knowledge? does it alter how others see them, or how they see themselves?

if the thing that originally caused them to realise / start the chain reaction to realising they weren’t cishet had not happened, how much longer would it had take to end up here?

do they consider to ‘always have been’, or do they see the phases in their life before coming out as ‘back when i was [cis/straight/allo]’?

how are their feelings towards pride and related phenomenons?

how does their family feel about the matter? friends? coworkers?—and does their thoughts matter to your muse?

what’s your muse’s relationship with the current state of their body?

what are your muse’s feelings towards the culture of romance and sexuality as it pertains to their identity?

what words do they reclaim, what are they okay with being reclaimed, and what do they do not want to used to describe them?

[sensesdialed-aa]

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@anirondaughter // send 🌊 to push my muse into the water.

    Peter knows she hadn’t MEANT anything of it. Messing around by the water, like normal teenagers do, it’s nothing that would seem ODD or malicious to any onlooker, because of course, there’s no way Morgan could know how Peter would react. It’s not as if Peter has TOLD her about his fears, he hasn’t told her about falling into the lake, how he would have drowned if it weren’t for her dad rescuing him. No, he’s just been invited to spend some time with the family, the two of them hanging out by the water, laughing and joking around, before he feels her hands push against him, and suddenly he’s falling backwards. 

                                                         SPLASH!

   It isn’t too deep, Peter could easily swim up if it weren’t for the rush of PANIC that suddenly hits him, clawing at his chest and making him feel enclosed, submerged, trapped. Eyes screw shut, and all he can see is the fabric of the parachute flailing around him, blocking is way– which way is up, down, out?! He thrashes back and forth, the wind knocked out of him as he tries to gasp for air, but he CAN’T, he’s still underwater. He can’t breathe, he’s gonna drown, he’s gonna die– SWIM UP. 

   Instincts kick in, and Peter FINALLY brings himself up above water, which he could have done much faster if he wasn’t immediately hit by his own memories. His face is PALE, hair clinging to his forehead and dripping down his face as he coughs, gasping for air, and forgetting all about his surroundings as he tries to calm himself down. 

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     peter and morgan had been having fun near the lake, while uncle rhodey was grilling some burgers with her dad, her mom still inside getting the plates ready. it had been fun, a completely normal day with the sun hitting the water just right. she was laughing and running around him. just stupid teen stuff, you know?

     she playfully pushes him into the lake, jumping in right after him. she comes up after a while, running her fingers through her hair and enjoying the feel of the water around her. suddenly, she realizes how quiet it is. she’s alone --- peter didn’t come up.

     she submerges herself, her heart in her throat, and sees him panicking. when she was near him enough to help, he suddenly comes up with panic clear in his body.

     ❝ Peter ! What happened ? Are you --- pete, you’re okay. ❞ 

     she’s frozen enough from the shock that she doesn’t know how to comfort him. she places her hand on his shoulder, trying to guide his breath with hers. she wonders whether she should call her dad --- he would know what to do. 

    ❝ c’mon, let’s get out of here. ❞ 

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                  ❝ MORGAN STARK — she looks just like her father. ❞

       independent + selective           as loved by merzy

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[anirondaughter]

   like this for a short starter bc i don’t feel like doing drafts

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⟨ @fairdoves ⟩

. ﾟ * ｡ ･        “ no offense but you’re full of shit.  if you don’t want positivity,  you’re gonna get honesty,  and ‘m not sure you’d rather have that. ”

   ❝ oh ! please roast me, dawn granger. i would love nothing more ❞ 

[anirondaughter]

⟨ @egoteric ⟩

TONY’S A BIT TOO FAR DOWN HIS PERSONAL rabbit hole of drink and drugs for the night to realize that the girl in front of him is acting a bit strange.  ❝ The pleasure’s all mine. ❞ He grins at her and puts his hand on her back, leading her to one of the bars.  ❝ Now that’s about the saddest thing I’ve heard all night. It’s a paaarty, Antonia. You’ve gotta let loose and just enjoy yourself. I mean, c’mon, it’s not every day you get free top shelf booze like this. This is the good stuff. ❞  

He taps the bar, getting the immediate attention of the bartender who’d previously been attending to a guy next to them.  ❝ Whatever she wants. And another double whiskey. ❞  It’s plenty of practice that lets him down the ENTIRETY of the last double whiskey he’d ordered in a second flat.  ❝ So, what brings you to my humble abode tonight? ❞  His attention is back on her quickly, hand wrapping around his new glass without looking.

    morgan shouldn’t take that drink. she knows she shouldn’t. she’s been sober for 3 months now. she should say no. but ---

   she orders a martini. it’s a party filled with booze, she might as well give in early. it’s not like she can call her sponsor, she’s in the past!

   another part of her is also very aware that she should be sober when dealing with a young version of her dad who doesn’t know her and is not even thinking about having children any time soon.

   she tries to take just a sip, but as soon as the heat travels down her throat, she craves more and finishes her glass soon after him. she knows this is bad idea, she feels it her bones.

   ❝ i wanted to meet the famous tony stark. i’m --- i’m a fan    ? ❞ 

   morgan can’t believe she’s here, talking to her dad --- it’s hard to stare at him with her mouth wide open in awe.

[anirondaughter]

what are her thoughts on her father and his sacrifice? does she resent him for it? how much does she remember about him?

oooh! i love this! okay!

morgan is in awe of her father’s sacrifice most days. she really looks up to him and she’s super proud that her dad was such an amazing hero that he was willing to sacrifice everything to save the world, her included. she’s always ready to fight whoever thinks otherwise.

there are days where she’s angry; not at tony, never at her dad, but at world, the avengers, thanos. on those days, she’s angry that it HAD to be tony. she’s angry at steve rogers, at captain marvel, at thor, at bruce banner. she’s angry with pretty much everyone except for uncle rhodey, her mom and peter. she’s angry at the universe for taking her daddy away from her. but those moments don’t usually last for more than two days. she KNOWS that it wasn’t any of the avengers’ fault. she talks it over with her therapist, she knows. there are just days when emotions take over that knowledge.

she doesn’t remember too much about him, like from her own memories. she knows a lot because of home videos he recorded. she knows because of photo albums. she knows because her mom, uncle rhodey, peter and harley tell her stories. but there are times when she goes back to the lack house, and she remembers little things. like her dad eating juice pops with her, the stories he used to tell her before the bed. his smile, his scent, his hugs. she never truly forgets; she doesn’t let herself forget.