#iron sorceress

[serenastark-incorrectquotes]

Which one are you?

[carlos-the-ai]

C.A.R.L.O.S. SYSTEM ALERT

To all relevant personnel,

This is C.A.R.L.O.S. with an urgent update:

Donna Stark, Maxine Meeks, Hope Meeks, and Rosemary Romanoff have been located at a known HYDRA base.

Coordinates and mission parameters are being uploaded to your secure devices. Immediate action is recommended.

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[serenastark-edits]

The city's yours

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[donnastark-official]

INTRODUCTION

🌟Full Name: Donna Anthony Stark-Lokidottir

🧬Species: Part Frost Giant

❄️Qualification: No formal qualifications yet (but a genius in the

making)

🌟Alias: Frostwind/ Caelistra

❄️Powers: Still growing into her abilities, though she has a natural affinity for both tech and magic, and latent frost giant traits

🌟Gender: Female

❄️Pronouns: She/Her

🌟Born: May 22 📍New York City

❄️Family

Backstory Donna hails from Earth-351, a universe where tragedy struck early in her life. Her mother, Serena Stark, a powerful sorceress, tragically perished in a battle against a multiversal threat, while her father, Loki Laufeyson, sacrificed himself to protect their world from an impending disaster. Donna, left alone and vulnerable, had to grow up without the guidance of her parents, haunted by their loss and the weight of their absence.

However, fate has a way of intervening. While traveling through the multiverse, Earth-616’s Serena encountered Donna in a collapsing reality. This version of Serena, along with Loki, took Donna in, becoming her surrogate parents. Together, they promised to protect her, offering her love and guidance as they navigated the chaos of the multiverse together.

Now free from HYDRA's grip and the trauma of her past, Donna is learning to grow into her power. She has a natural affinity for both tech, thanks to her mother’s influence, and magic, stemming from her father’s Frost Giant heritage. Though she’s still young, Donna is eager to discover her full potential and create a new future with her new family. The road ahead won’t be easy, but with the love and support of her surrogate parents, mentors, and extended family, Donna is ready to forge her own path.

The world is hers to shape, and Donna is determined to honor the legacies of her parents, and the new family who has given her a second chance at life.

Kid Face Claim: young Raffey Cassidy

Teen Face Claim: Shiloh Nelson

alter ego

[pepperpotts-official]

💼Full Name: Virginia "Pepper" Potts-Stark

💠Occupation: CEO of Stark Industries | Co-Founder of the Stark Relief Foundation | Supermom

💼Accomplishments:

CEO of Stark Industries: Successfully navigated one of the world’s largest tech companies, expanding it beyond weapons manufacturing into sustainable energy and humanitarian efforts. (Yes, I run the company now. No, it’s not all paperwork.)

Philanthropist: Co-founded the Stark Relief Foundation, providing global support in crises and spearheading technological solutions to help rebuild communities.

Rescue: Don’t let the business suit fool you. I’ve worn the Rescue suit to save lives, and I’m not afraid to get my hands dirty if the situation calls for it.

💠Notable Relationships:

Significant Other: @tony-stark-official/ @the-ironman

Surrogate Sons: @peterparker-who @definitelynot-peterp4rker @peterparker-official @youknowwhoiamjr

Lovely Daughters: @morganstark-official @serenastark-official @sammy-stark @emma-hope-stark @lilypad-stark

💼Friends: @imnothulk @the-colonel-rhodes @official-happyhogan @official-aunt-may @americas-favourite-fossil

@justawhitewolf @strangeofficial @wong-the-not-wizard

[thund3randrain-edits]

“You’re so much like your father”

@serenastark-official @the-ironman

@tony-stark-official

@cantchooseafav

[serenastark-writes]

What if...The World Lost Its Mightiest Heroes?

Monday, Los Angeles.

Serena Edwin Stark, Tony Stark’s eldest daughter, stood across the counter from her father in the infamous donut shop, arms crossed and eyes narrowed. She had inherited his sharp tongue and knack for making an entrance, but her genuine concern masked the playful bravado she often exuded.

“Dad, this whole palladium poisoning thing is getting out of hand. You can’t just—”

“Can’t what, Starkling? Wing it like I always do?” Tony retorted, smirking, though his pale complexion betrayed his weakening state.

Before the argument escalated, Nick Fury and Natasha Romanoff entered, their presence as foreboding as ever. Fury wasted no time delivering his pitch about the Avengers Initiative and the lithium dioxide antidote. Serena watched uneasily as Natasha prepared the injection.

The moment the needle pierced Tony’s skin, his body convulsed violently. Serena was the first to rush to his side, screaming, “Dad!” as his arc reactor flickered erratically.

"This wasn’t supposed to happen," Natasha whispered. Serena, barely holding back tears, snapped, "Then why did it?"

Her father, her hero, was gone.

Tuesday, New Mexico.

Serena stood in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s New Mexico outpost, staring at a glowing hammer embedded in the dirt. Fury had summoned her for assistance, hoping her mystic abilities might shed light on Thor's mysterious arrival.

“It’s a hammer, not a magical puzzle box,” she said, irritated, waving her hand over the Asgardian weapon. She frowned when it resisted her attempts to analyze it magically.

When Thor broke into the facility that night, Serena joined the agents scrambling to subdue him. She had barely taken her defensive stance when an arrow struck Thor in the chest. His lifeless body hit the ground with a heavy thud.

Serena rounded on Clint Barton. “What the hell did you just do?”

“I didn’t—” Clint’s voice faltered. His confusion was genuine, but that didn’t stop the agents from dragging him away.

Later, Serena sat in the darkness of her quarters, her fingers clenching the fabric of her shirt.

Two deaths. Two potential Avengers, gone. It couldn’t be a coincidence.

Wednesday, Culver University.

Serena met Natasha at Culver University. "You shouldn’t be here," Natasha warned.

"And you shouldn’t be working alone," Serena replied.

Together, they found Bruce Banner. But before they could plan their next steps, chaos erupted. Thaddeus Ross’ forces attacked, and Bruce transformed into the Hulk. Serena’s armor held its own, providing cover fire, but the tide shifted when Hulk began to swell unnaturally.

"What’s happening to him?" Serena shouted.

"It’s not natural!" Natasha replied.

“No!” Serena screamed as the enormous figure burst apart, showering the campus in destruction.

The Hulk exploded before their eyes, sending Serena flying into a nearby wall. Her suit absorbed most of the impact, but the shockwave left her disoriented.

Another potential Avenger had fallen.

Thursday, Virginia.

Natasha was on the move, determined to avenge her fallen friends. But as she approached a secluded part of the base, the assassin struck. It was quick—too quick for her to react. Invisible, deadly, and relentless, the figure dragged Natasha into the shadows before she could even draw her weapon.

In the library, Natasha had managed to find the final clue. As she stumbled backward in the darkened hallway, she whispered the word “hope” into her comms, warning Fury.

But it was the last thing she ever said. Hank Pym—driven by grief and vengeance—struck her down, his small yet lethal attacks overwhelming her.

Friday, Los Angeles.

Fury reached out to Serena. "Natasha’s dead," he informed her.

Serena’s voice broke. "Who’s left, Fury? You? Me? Whoever this is—they’re winning."

She returned to her lab to analyze the evidence she’d gathered. "C.A.R.L.O.S., replay Natasha’s comms."

A single word caught her attention: Hope.

"What does that mean?" Serena muttered.

Before she could dig further, a shadow moved behind her. Serena barely had time to activate her armor before she was attacked. A force struck her chest, bypassing her defenses.

The tiny figure of Hank Pym materialized on her shoulder, a malicious grin on his face.

"You’re too much like your father," he sneered. "And just as dangerous."

Serena fought to stand, her hands shaking as she tried to summon magic, but it was useless. Her body betrayed her.

He planted a device on her Arc Reactor, and Serena’s suit short-circuited. She fell to her knees, gasping for air as the reactor overloaded.

Serena’s final thoughts were of her father, Tony Stark, and the world he had tried so hard to save. She had failed, just like he had.

"Goodbye, Stark," Pym said coldly before vanishing.

The reactor exploded, taking Serena with it.

With Serena's death, Fury lost the last of his core allies. As Loki’s plans unfolded, Fury knew it wasn’t over. He still had one hope: Captain America in the ice, and the power of Captain Marvel.

“I’ll find them,” he whispered. “I’ll find a way to stop this.”

The fight wasn’t over. The Avengers might have fallen, but the spirit of their sacrifice would drive Fury to find a new way to fight, for the future of the Earth and for the heroes they had lost.

[serenastark-incorrectquotes]

[serenastark-edits]

papa's girl

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[1000deaddraculas]

The Lands Between

[thund3randrain-edits]

Oops i tripped and made another Serena and Tony edit

@serenastark-official @the-ironman

[serenastark-writes]

The Case of the Winter Soldier Part Two

Previously... Serena Edwin Stark, a detective for S.H.I.E.L.D. in 1955, infiltrated a HYDRA base alongside her British companion, Carlos. After overhearing a heated discussion about the Winter Soldier, she faced an unexpected interruption—a voice calling her name from behind.

"Miss Stark."

The voice was calm but carried a weight that sent chills down Serena’s spine. She spun around, her hand hovering near her gun, her heart pounding in her chest. In the dim light of the hallway, the silhouette of a man emerged.

It was Carlos.

"For the love of—" she hissed, her hand dropping to her side. "You scared the hell out of me!"

Carlos smirked, his demeanor infuriatingly composed. "If I didn’t, someone else might’ve. Thought I’d save you the trouble."

"Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" Serena whispered harshly, lowering her hand but not her guard. "I almost shot you."

Carlos smirked, his expression as calm and collected as always. "You’d miss, Miss Stark. And we both know it."

"Want to test that theory?" she shot back, though the corner of her lips quirked upward. His levity was a welcome relief in the oppressive silence.

Carlos glanced at the locked door. "What’s behind there?"

"Not sure yet," Serena admitted, stepping back towards the door. "But they’re talking about the Winter Soldier. And it’s heated. We need to get in there."

Carlos raised an eyebrow. "And your plan is…?"

"Still working on that."

Carlos crouched near the door, inspecting the lock. "Let me guess: your plan involves barging in and hoping for the best?"

"More like winging it, but sure, let’s call it a plan," she muttered.

Carlos grinned, pulling a slim toolkit from his pocket. "How about we skip the ‘winging it’ part this time? Let me handle this."

"Shut it, Carlos," Serena muttered, though there was no bite in her words. She pressed her ear against the door again, straining to catch more details. The voices were still low, but the tension in them was unmistakable.

Carlos leaned against the wall, his sharp eyes scanning the hallway. "We don’t have much time. Someone could patrol through here any second. Let me handle this."

Before Serena could protest, Carlos knelt in front of the lock and pulled out a small set of tools from his pocket. Serena watched in surprise as he expertly began picking the lock.

Serena folded her arms, watching as Carlos began picking the lock with practiced precision. "Since when are you the lockpicking expert?"

"Since I realized S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn’t always provide keys," he replied, his tone light. With a soft click, the lock yielded. Carlos stepped back, motioning to the door.

Serena hesitated for only a moment before pushing the door open just enough to peek inside. The room was dimly lit, with a large table in the center surrounded by men in HYDRA uniforms. Blueprints and documents were scattered across the table, and on the far wall, a map of the city was pinned up with red strings connecting various locations.

Her eyes narrowed as she spotted a man sitting at the head of the table. His face was obscured by shadow, but his commanding presence made it clear he was in charge.

"That’s him," Serena whispered to Carlos.

"The Winter Soldier?" Carlos asked.

"No," she replied, her voice tense. "The puppeteer."

Carlos followed her gaze, his expression hardening. "What’s the plan?"

Serena’s mind worked quickly. "We need to get those documents. They’ll tell us what HYDRA’s planning, and maybe give us a clue about the Winter Soldier’s next move."

"And how do you propose we do that?"

Serena smirked. "Improvisation."

Carlos sighs. "Why do I even ask?"

Serena slipped inside, her footsteps soundless. She moved toward the table, her heartbeat thundering in her ears. The men were engrossed in their discussion, gesturing animatedly at the map.

She reached the edge of the table and scanned the papers. A treasure trove of intel lay before her: lists of targets, mission outlines, and cryptic notes about an operative called "The Asset." One document caught her eye—a list of names and locations, each marked with dates. At the bottom of the page, a single name stood out: Bucky Barnes.

Her stomach dropped. She’d heard whispers of the name, but seeing it here, linked to the infamous Winter Soldier, made it real.

Before she could grab another document, the man at the head of the table looked up. His sharp eyes locked onto hers, and the room fell silent.

"Well, well," he said, his voice smooth and dangerous. "It seems we have a guest."

Serena’s blood turned to ice. She snatched the paper and bolted for the door.

"Intruders!" the man roared, his voice reverberating through the room.

Carlos was already moving, his gun drawn. "Run!" he shouted as chaos erupted behind them.

Gunfire echoed in the narrow hallway as Serena and Carlos sprinted away. Serena clutched the stolen paper tightly, her mind racing. The Winter Soldier’s mystery had just deepened, but survival came first.

Carlos fired behind them, his shots precise. "You’d better have found something good!"

"Oh, I did!" Serena shouted. "But I’d prefer not to die before I can explain it!"

They rounded a corner, nearly colliding with a pair of HYDRA guards. Carlos didn’t hesitate, taking them down with quick, calculated shots. Serena led the way, navigating the base’s labyrinthine corridors with the blueprint layout she’d memorized earlier.

Boots thundered behind them, voices shouting orders. Serena’s breath came in ragged gasps, but she forced herself onward.

"This way!" she yelled, veering left into a maintenance tunnel.

Carlos followed, reloading his gun as they ran. "Any idea how to get out of this maze?"

"Working on it!" she replied.

The tunnel opened into a larger storage room. Serena scanned the space, her eyes landing on a stack of crates near a ventilation shaft.

"There!" she said, pointing.

Carlos nodded, boosting Serena up first. She squeezed into the shaft, pulling herself forward as fast as she could. Behind her, Carlos climbed in, slamming the grate shut just as their pursuers burst into the room.

For a moment, they were safe.

Serena crawled through the narrow space, the stolen paper was crumpled against her chest, she wasn't letting go of it any sooner.

"How much farther?" Carlos whispered from behind.

"Not far," she replied.

They emerged into a dimly lit alleyway, the cool night air hitting Serena’s face like a slap. For a moment, they simply stood there, catching their breath.

Carlos broke the silence. "What did you grab?"

Serena unfolded the paper, her hands trembling. "It’s a list of targets. Missions. And..." She hesitated.

"And?" Carlos pressed.

Serena’s voice dropped to a whisper. "A name. Bucky Barnes."

Carlos’s eyes widened, but before he could respond, the roar of an engine filled the air. A black HYDRA vehicle screeched to a halt at the alley’s entrance, its headlights piercing through the shadows.

"Move!" Serena yelled, shoving Carlos toward the opposite end of the alley.

[serenastark-incorrectquotes]

Natasha: We need to distract these guys. 

Daniella: Leave it to me. 

Daniella: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.

Stephen and Serena: *immediately begin arguing*

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[serenastark-edits]

POV: Pepper is not impressed by Tony and Serena's recklessness

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[sorceressinawizardschool]

> enter the 7th-year talent show at my wizard school > plan to cast daylight w/friend Bryn Xiloscient > magic goes crazy again, I polymorph into a goat > Bryn improvises on the spot and hypes up the fact that I cast polymorph, which should be near impossible for a wizard at my academic level > win the talent show, but remain a goat for the next hour

[toxicmetalzine]

Sorceress of Sin

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