Tony Stark has built an empire on innovation, brilliance, and spectacle. The world celebrates the genius of Iron Man, but what the world does not know—what it cannot know—is that Tony’s greatest creation, and greatest fear, lives far outside the public eye.
Tony Stark has a secret—one bigger than Iron Man, bigger than the Avengers, bigger than anything even S.H.I.E.L.D. could imagine. Hidden away from the world, from the team, and from the chaos of his public life, Tony has a second home in New York… and a family that no one knows exists.
Tony Stark’s daughter, a brilliant neurologist, left New York to escape the shadows of her past—the loss of her mother and the constant pressure of living up to her father’s legacy. Now in Seattle, she’s building a life of her own, but the distance between her and Tony has grown into a chasm. He hasn’t spoken to her in over a year, frustrated that she didn’t stay in New York, while she struggles with her own guilt and grief.
You’d always been expected to be everything at once—the smartest, the funniest, the quickest with a comeback. For a long time, you tried to be that for him.
Being part of the Avengers was never about being included. It was about being useful. Your ability to turn into anyone made you a walking security risk—faces were lies, identities were weapons, and trust was something you were never offered. You looked harmless, almost cute, which only made the distance sharper. They didn’t know who you truly were, and because of that, they chose not to know you at all.
Being part of the Avengers was supposed to mean belonging. Instead, it meant never being looked at for too long. Your power—shapeshifting into literally anyone—made you useful, dangerous, and impossible to trust. You wore different faces like armor, smiling soft and harmless, looking almost cute, because it was easier if they underestimated you. The team never asked who you really were. They didn’t know how. How could they, when you could be anyone at any moment?
The newest member of the teenage Avengers is quiet, reserved, and often seems distant. She’s been on the team for a few months, but most of her teammates assume she’s aloof or disinterested because she rarely chimes in during missions or casual team hangouts. The truth is that she’s hard of hearing. They don’t know she hard of hearing. They didn’t read her file and at first they didn’t want another teenager on the team. She can catch fragments of conversation when someone is very close, or when voices are raised—but in the chaos of superhero battles, crowded training sessions, or rapid-fire team banter, she often struggles to follow what’s being said. Misunderstandings pile up, and she quickly learns to retreat into a kind of quiet observation, relying on her own focus and intuition to stay in sync with the team.
What starts as a “mandatory team bonding night” quickly spirals into pure chaos when the Avengers and the Thunderbolts are stuck together during a storm and decide to kill time with classic sleepover games. Truth or Dare turns dangerous when supersoldiers overshare, spies dodge questions a little too smoothly, and dares get increasingly unhinged. Never Have I Ever exposes way more secrets than anyone planned—some hilarious, some awkward, and some that definitely should’ve stayed classified. By the time they move on to ridiculous challenges, whispered confessions, and petty arguments over rules, alliances are tested, egos are bruised, and everyone learns that giving a group of powered adults sugar and free time is a terrible idea. It’s loud, messy, surprisingly wholesome, and absolutely not going in any mission report.
You make your living in private rooms behind locked doors, where discretion is worth more than diamonds. You’re not advertised, not searchable—clients find you through quiet recommendations and burner phones. They always pay in advance. They always wear disguises. And they always want you alone.
Eight years ago, Y/N Stark-Rogers walked away from Avengers Tower with nothing but a duffel bag and the belief that maybe—just maybe—she wasn’t wanted anymore.
When Tony Stark was just twenty years old—fresh out of MIT, barely an adult himself—his life was hit with a responsibility he had never expected: a newborn baby sister with their mother’s soft eyes and their father’s unforgiving silence. Tony tried to raise her the best he could, juggling genius-level expectations with midnight feedings and diaper disasters, but he was overwhelmed and terrified of failing her. So when Howard Stark’s money and influence offered what seemed like a perfect solution—a luxurious, prestigious all-girls academy in Europe—Tony convinced himself it was the safest place for her. A place with structure, education, opportunity. A place far better than a half-grown brother who was still trying to figure out how to take care of himself.
Tony Stark is a 35-year-old genius billionaire who leads with wicked charm, ego, and the kind of brilliance that makes everyone else in the room feel just a little slower. He’s the man who breaks rules, rewrites them, and acts like consequences are a myth made for other people.