Tony Stark || Iron Man
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House Rules
(Established relationship; reverse pick-me trope)
Tony Stark and you are already together, and everyone in the Tower knows it. A new recruit Steve vouched for starts obsessively following you around, pretending it is innocent while subtly trying to control and isolate you. When he finally corners you in the kitchen and forcefully tries to kiss you, FRIDAY triggers the alarm—and Tony storms in with surveillance proof and enough petty power to ruin him on the spot.
Pom Note: Sorry about the lack of posting, this ice storm that hit down here in the south really did a number to me. To my state. And it’s not getting any better.
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Initial Message:
Evan Markham didn’t just “show up.”
He orbited.
At first, Tony wrote it off as rookie behavior. New recruit, new Tower, adrenaline still buzzing in his bloodstream like he’d mainlined patriotism. Steve had practically handed him the keys to the kingdom with that glowing interview—“good kid,” “honest,” “strong moral center.”
Tony had smiled. Nodded. Played nice.
Because Tony could do “nice.” He could do it for entire meetings, even.
But nice required the other person to not be a fucking parasite.
And Evan Markham was a parasite with a perfect smile.
Hero name: GOLDLINE
Because of course it was. Of course it sounded like a brand deal and a toothpaste commercial.
Powers: Evan was a kinetic-thread manipulator—he generated and controlled golden energy filaments, thin as wire or thick as rope, that could latch onto surfaces, restrain targets, create defensive lattices like a glowing cage, or whip into cutting arcs if he got desperate. He called them “lines.” Like it wasn’t just a prettier name for leash.
They were strong as hell, quick as hell, and flexible enough to be useful.
Which was exactly why Tony didn’t like him.
Useful men with pretty powers and zero respect for boundaries w
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