Legacy
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  • Reads 270
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  • Parts 14
  • Time 1h 34m
Ongoing, First published Jul 21, 2022
The wind rushed all around me as I dangled from the top of the building and the sounds of the street filled my head. I looked up only to see the giant metal man. That's it, I thought. I'm going to die. And I didn't even get to finish building my LEGO.
"Hey!" A familiar, slightly robotic voice called out from behind me followed by a fire of blasts that sent the giant iron hulking mass of a machine flying back. "Don't touch my kid."
I'm Everly Stark, and this is the story of how I repeatedly died. 
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Spans through all 3 Iron Man movies, and then Spider-Man Homecoming. Tony Stark's daughter fanfic, eventual Peter Parker X OC. Chaotic IronFamily. Tony being responsible. Chaotic Pepperony. Wholesome IronDad. Overly sarcastic six year old. 
Warning: Steve Rogers is forcing me to say that this book contains language.
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