born from iron.

amelia maria stark. daughter to: tony stark and pepper potts. indie marvel oc rp. read about & stuff. written by shelby.

[metalliciisms-blog]

          As if he wasn’t already worried enough, Tony was livid when           the doctors and nurses weren’t able to stop her from eventua-           lly passing out. They were supposed to be experts, weren’t th-           ey? How had this happened? Though Pepper tried to talk to hi-           m and hold him back, the billionaire yelled at the staff until thi-           ngs were finally figured out and her skin went from ghostly pa-           le to her normal light skin tone. 

[bornfromiron]

      It only took a couple of tests to figure out what was wrong       with Amelia. Eventually she was placed on an IV drip with       all of the nutrients that she would need to recover. It didn’t       take her too long to wake up, though she was still a little       weak to go home just yet. She opened her eyes with a low        groan. “I hate hospitals.” The blonde muttered with a small       sigh, turning her head to the side to try and find her parents.

[metalliciisms-blog]

          Gazing down at her, he simply held his daughter close and           waited for them to arrive at the hospital. “We’ll be there so-           on, Amelia. I promise.” And not five minutes later, they wer-           e pulling into the emergency room entrance, Tony climbing           out of the car quickly and picking her up yet again. Pepper            was moving right alongside them, the family soon brought t-           o a room where the doctor quickly began to run tests. All To-           ny and Pepper could do was stand aside and watch their da-           ughter.

[bornfromiron]

     At this point all Amelia could do is lay there and       watch. It seemed as though endless needles were       placed in her arms, a blur of instructions being spoken       by the doctor, and a bustle of people moving about. It       made her head spin a little bit and son the room was as       well. Just seconds later she was passed out on the bed,       sending the staff into an even more frantic of a blur, trying       to solve what was wrong with her.

[vibrrranium]

“And… The issue you’re having?”

[bornfromiron]

“The prostehtics are a little too strong.”

[heldentxd-archive-blog]

He chuckled in an amused manner, “yeah, she would be kinda old but she also has been a little unlucky about things, similar like me and Steve, she still looks like her young age,” he told her slowly before a lopsided grin spread across his features, “but you better make sure not to mention her age in case you’ll meet her some day, just a suggestion,” though, his grin soon faded, replace with a little frown, “are things that bad between you and your dad?”

[bornfromiron]

“I’ll make sure to keep the age on the down low.” She joked a little. It would be interesting to meet someone else from seventy years ago. How had they all managed to have such horrible things happen to them? Amelia looked up to Bucky then with a sigh. “They aren’t great, that’s for sure. He’s worried that I’m turning into him so he refuses to let me do half the things he did. I can’t try and save the world and be a hero and I can’t build certain things or just..” A sigh left her lips. “He doesn’t exactly know I feel this way so to him everything is just...great.”

[tonystark-iamironman]

Tony heard the comment and instantly his eyes were on her, it wasn’t exactly something he was proud of struggling with himself and he sure as hell didn’t want to hear that his kid was having the same issue. ‘Wanna run that by me again?” 

[bornfromiron]

“I said teching problem. It’s not big deal. I just love tchnology, ya know.” Amelia tried her best to sell the lie but she struggled when it came to such things. Her heart was too good and honest to even try lying most of the time, so whenever she did it was, well, terrible. 

[tonystark-iamironman]

“Pretty much.” 

[bornfromiron]

    “Well I’ve already got the drinking problem down.”

Her face went pale. Nope, Amelia didn’t mean to say that. She’d been trying to keep that a secret from her parents but, alas, it was not meant to be a secret after all.

       “I said teching. I have a teching problem.”

[tonystark-iamironman]

“You’re too much like your mother.” 

[bornfromiron]

“Would you like me to be more like you?”

[vibrrranium]

“I always do. Now, let’s see what we have here…”

[bornfromiron]

“It’s just some coding. I used some of the code  from the Iron Man suit for the prostehtics, to  help make them more lifelike.”

[vibrrranium]

“Just pass it over.”

[bornfromiron]

“Fine. Do whatever you want.”

[tonystark-iamironman]

‘Hmm, yeah, I disagree.” 

[bornfromiron]

“You’ve seriously had enough.”

[heldentxd-archive-blog]

"Clearly something I’ll have to thank my baby sister for one day,” he noted with a crooked grin, “kinda pep-talk her through her relationship and everything along that line,” though he obviously was the protective kind of big brother who would actually make sure to give her boyfriend a scare. Unfortunately said boyfriend was also his best pal. It was to be decided how much he liked that. “I’m sure he’d be willing to spend some time with you though. You’ll only have to request some of his time.”

[bornfromiron]

“You’ve got a sister?” She questioned, eyes glancing up from his arm. Before Amelia could hold it back, she was saying things that probably shouldn’t even be thought. “Isn’t she like...really old? Or dead?” Almost immediately she was looking back to her work and turning the topic far from him and his sister. Great going, Amelia. “Request? Like a meeting? No thanks.

[tonystark-iamironman]

“I don’t know does my daughter have either the scotch or coffee I mentioned?” 

[bornfromiron]

“I think you’ve had enough.”

[madetheshield]

     Howard was prepared to take his leave then. If Tony wasn’t around to help him break the news to the girl, he couldn’t do it. The story was long, complicated, and this was an awkward way to meet your grandfather (who, by all accounts, should’ve been dead). Frowning, he edges back towards the exit. “Oh, alright. Then I will just come back later—”      A pause. It seemed she had inherited the stubbornness that was common in Starks. The lie is difficult to force out. “My name is Lorenzo. I… know your father, and I’ve been here several times. J.A.R.V.I.S. must’ve recognized me.”

[bornfromiron]

     “Lorenzo? He never mentioned you before.” She replied, a little skeptical about who he was. Even if Jarvis recognized this man, he should have mentioned a guest being at the door, unless her father completely changed the way that he operated. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t be a little friendly. “But then again, he doesn’t mention too many people from his personal life.”

     Just like her father, Amelia was stubborn and clever. She looked down to the tablet in her hand and pressed a few quick buttons without saying another word to the supposed Lorenzo. And the she spoke, “Jarvis, run a biometrics scan. Tell me who this really is.” Eye rose to look at the man as the AI did as instructed. It was just moments later that he spoke.

             “Stark, Howard A. Your grandfather.” The AI answered.

         And with that her mouth fell open and tablet fell to the floor.

[tonystark-iamironman]

“Unless you have a steaming hot cup of coffee or a glass of scotch you can leave.” 

[bornfromiron]

“Even if it’s your daughter?”

[heldentxd-archive-blog]

“That’s okay,” he forced himself not to shrug his shoulders, biting his lower lip instead, the little smile still evident across his lips. “And you are not, really, it’s normal to worry and to aim for something more. He is your role model and you must acknowledge that he has years on you,” she was young and still has a whole life ahead of her, going to achieve great things. “Maybe you should talk with him? As much as I’m aware, he might have felt the same about his father, Howard. You and your father are probably more similar to each other than you think.”

[bornfromiron]

“You should really consider being a motivational speaker, ya know.” She spoke with a smile. The man could probably encourage a gang member teen who does crack to become a priest by the sound of it. He was good at talking to people, clearly. “I don’t know about talking to him. After all, he’s Iron Man and is just so busy.” Amelia began to play the plaster covered fabric over his arm, finally creating the mold.

[heldentxd-archive-blog]

“Maybe I am,” he chuckled a little, “but I’d like to believe I am a smooth talker with everyone, more importantly, there are no lies,” the history remembered him to be a ladies man, the bad boy kind, though he was more likely a people person. One who enjoyed the company of others and usually thought the best of them. Which is why he was one of the few who acknowledged Stevie’s true courage from the very beginning, after all. “You should smile more often like that. A little pride and fondness fits you very well.”

[bornfromiron]

She smiled a little, though her focus was mainly on his arm. However it did break for a moment to gaze up at him. Amelia hadn’t even realized that he was watching her at all. “It’s a little hard sometimes,” the blonde began, letting out a sigh, “when your father is the Tony Stark and has done so many amazing things compared to your one.” A scoff left her lips. “Sorry. I just realized how much of a Debbie Downer I was being. Sorry.”

[metalliciisms-blog]

          Dammit, Amelia. Don’t say that. It’s not true.” He wanted her           to stop blaming herself and taking the blame. It wasn’t her fa-           ult she’d inherited his hardheadedness or his undying devoti-           on to what was important to him. Shaking his head as she ma-           de that last comment, Tony wasn’t able to reply before Pepp-           er walked back into the home and helped usher the two of th-           em outside and into the car. Tony sat in the back with her, Pe-           pper hurrying to get them to the hospital; the ride felt like it t-           ook forever, though. “How do you feel, baby girl? Tell me how           you’re feeling.”

[bornfromiron]

     “I don’t feel good.” She murmured in a soft tone, leaning against       her father in the backseat. By now her breathing was getting a little       heavy and her heart was racing. “F-Feel like I’m gonna pass out.”       Amelia could slowly feel her body shutting down with each second       and it only fueled the fear inside of her. This wasn’t exactly an easy       thing to go through for anyone and for someone like her, someone      who was so kind and innocent, something like this devastated her.