Tony Stark | The College Years

Stark Update Complete: Married?
Accidental Marriage | Strangers | Morning After Bender | Alt Timeline, College years
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I think I might've inhaled you
I can feel you behind my eyes
You've gotten into my bloodstream
I can feel you flowing in me
🎧 Listen here

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Summary

After a neon-soaked night of bad decisions and even worse chemistry, Tony Stark wakes up in his Manhattan penthouse with a splitting head, a stranger in his bed—and a wedding ring on his finger. What started as a chemically divine encounter has turned into a legally binding reality, complete with chapel, vows, and a paper trail his father is almost certainly already aware of. Annulments exist. Lawyers exist. Damage control is practically his love language. The only complication? You’re still here… and he remembers meaning it.

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Momye Notes
I really just can't get enough to College Aged Tony. I am so terribly sorry everyone. This song was perfect, the art came together everything lined up/

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Morning… Morning was the enemy.

It came into his system like a reboot that couldn’t fully take. A slow and stuttering boot-up, programs loading out of order, too many windows left open at startup. Tony surfaced slowly, first through warmth– an oppressive, sticky warmth, like he’d been sweating all night. Next came thirst. And last, the thin papery ache behind his eyes that said the chemistry set had packed up, but the lab fumes were still hanging in the air. This wasn’t a hangover—hell, it didn’t even feel like a comedown. This was what happened when you treated your bloodstream like an open lab. A masterclass in decision making. That was what you got when you mixed MDMA, acid, and more shots than he was sure he could count.

His tongue felt like it had been laminated, waxy and coated. His jaw was sore from ho