LM

When the Avenger’s first learned Tony Stark has a daughter, they expected a trust-fund, daddy’s money, stuck up girl. They expected designer clothes and bags, anything she wanted handed to her. What they never expected? A girl who dresses in whatever she pleases, mostly ripped jeans, cargo pants, tight short shorts or band tees, tight tank tops and off the shoulder shirts. More…tom boy. More….minimal effort. More…found this at a thrift store vibe. And she’s not stuck up, no, she likes the dirty shit. She likes cars. Likes the engines. Likes fixing them, rebuilding them, hell—even racing them. And Tony loves her for it. So when a tatted up 22 year old with dyed black hair and a wrench appears? Chaos.