#groovyfluxie

[lcthebtswriter]

the blue line

pairing: bucky barnes x female reader

summary: you have to tell Bucky that you’re unable to give him the family he’s always dreamed of

tags: @just-that-trashy, @kpopchangedmylifesstuff, @pensysto-writes, @groovyfluxie, @line-viper, @alien-on-a-treadmill, @statsvitenskap, @aliciabg27, @brianaraydean, @im-that-trash-over-there, @readingemma, @caswinchester2000, @wafflebrian, @redbloodedgurl (hey old mutuals! long time, no see. sorry for the hiatus. if you have no idea who I am lmk and I’ll remove you from my tag list)

warnings: infertility

It’s raining outside when Bucky comes home.

The ice cubes in your glass clink, mixing with the honey smell of bourbon. You sip from it, the intense taste filling your mouth and warming your chest. It doesn’t make the pain of your doctor’s news any less dreadful, but it helps you compose your thoughts as Bucky drops his keys onto the table in the foyer. 

Bucky has always dreamed of having a family. He’d talk about building a treehouse, teaching kids to fish, and how he would like to have a forest themed nursery. You’ve shared that dream since you talked about trying for a family months ago - not even a year after your honeymoon. Now, you’re afraid you promised Bucky too soon, that your dream of a family might be slipping through your fingers. It causes your stomach to knot.

You hear Bucky’s combat boots thud heavily as he slips them off, the sound echoing on the wooden floor. His footsteps draw nearer, each one heightening your anxiety. When he steps into the kitchen, his face lights up at the sight of you.

“Hey, beautiful,” he says, his arms encircling you as he plants a gentle kiss on the back of your neck. “How was your day?”

You take a deep breath, your voice quivering slightly. “Can we sit for a minute? I need to talk to you.”

Bucky’s smile fades as concern washes over him, his eyes shifting to the glass in your hand. You set it down on the kitchen table, your fingers gripping the edge as you sink into a chair. You’re neither drunk nor tipsy, but the weight of having to shatter your shared dream has left your mouth dry and your thoughts swirling.

“Bucky,” you start, “my doctor called.”

Even though Bucky hoped your appointment might have provided clarity or tips on making the journey easier, he knew otherwise. Bucky could see it on your face. He took your hand in his without you even having to say anything, and the fact that he could read you so well alleviated your anxiety. You wouldn’t have to tell him. He just knew. 

“I’m so sorry,” you whisper. Head hanging, tears fall onto your thighs, and you can’t bring yourself to look at your husband. “I know how much you wanted this. I understand if you want to…” You trail, not even capable of giving Bucky the go ahead for leaving you. 

He shakes his head immediately, scooting closer so he can grab your chin and make you look at him. “Being unable to get pregnant has nothing to do with loving you. That is not what I value about you,” he insists. 

Tears well in your eyes, a mix of relief and sorrow. “You’re not upset?”

“No,” he says, shaking his head. “I’m not upset. I’m just…glad we’ve got answers now. Plus, I don’t mind actively trying. That’s the fun part,” he says, trying to make you smile. It barely works, but getting a reaction out of you is better than nothing.

“In all seriousness,” he continues, “we can keep trying. Or we can adopt. It’s whatever you wanna do, baby.” Bucky’s eyes catch yours and you nod. He offers you a tender smile and places a kiss on your cheek. You feel a wave of gratitude wash over you. Bucky, with his rugged exterior and gentle demeanor, has always been the rock in your relationship. His strength is evident in the way he looks at you. His hands, worn from years of violence, are also the hands that offer comfort during the silent moments when words fail to comfort you.

You spend the following months with a sadness you can’t help but hide. The strain of your infertility is an ever-present shadow that strikes grief in your heart at the most unexpected times. You find yourself with watery eyes when you walk past the colorful onesies in the baby aisle. You imagine your home scattered with baby socks and rattling toys and bite your tongue when you ask Bucky if he’d want to keep trying. There is an empty room in your house that you don’t dare walk past, fearing it will forever contain a simple rug and shelves that will never be filled with picture books. 

In your moments of vulnerability, when the house is quiet and you avoid the unopened pregnancy tests in your bathroom, Bucky sees you struggling to face reality. Your attempts to start a family have been met with setbacks and challenges, but you carry the weight of this burden with quiet heartbreak.

The shared meals, the late-night talks, and the routines stitch your days together and provide a sense of normalcy. It isn’t always so when you stare at the negative sign on yet another pregnancy test. 

Bucky stands beside you, clutching the counter with one hand while the other rests on the small of your back. You’re standing at the sink, your side clear of clutter and Bucky’s filled with cologne bottles and shaving products. The only thing on your side of the counter is a used pregnancy test, the horizontal blue line causing your stomach to sink. You try not to get upset, you tell yourself you’ve just begun ovulating, but you’ve been telling yourself that for weeks. Each negative test chips away at your determination, and you aren’t sure how much more of this you can take.

“It’s okay, baby,” Bucky speaks up. “We can keep trying. Plus, it takes up to a week for the sperm to even implant, right?” He asks, drawing hope from a conversation you’d had a few days ago with a fertility specialist. Bucky reaches a hand out, trying to get you to give him the test so he can throw it away. He hates it when you stare at the tests and just cry – it breaks his heart. 

You manage a nod and hand the test over, shoulders feeling heavy at the thought of yet another month without the hormone fluctuations and morning sickness. You’d settle for reoccurring nausea if it meant giving your husband a family. You can’t help holding your arms across your waist and crying, the emptiness in your belly making you feel like giving up. It had only been a few months, but you don’t know how much more hope and heartbreak you can handle. Your sobs echo in your bathroom, and Bucky can’t do anything but guide you to your bed and lay down beside you, drawing the duvet over your shoulders to provide warmth. 

Bucky holds you as you sob, each wail breaking his heart as you cry into his chest. He runs his fingers along your hair, shushing you until the pain of another negative test eventually ebbs away into a dull ache. The sunset shines through the curtains, your bedroom a golden hue that makes you calm and sleepy. You don’t want to go to bed, but what else is there to do? 

“We don’t have to keep trying, honey,” Bucky speaks up. “Nothing is worth seeing you in so much pain.”

Bucky’s grip on you is tight. His bear hugs stifle your hitching breaths, and your grip on his shirt loosens as you begin relaxing. You hadn’t realized how tense your body had gotten; your shoulders were up to your ears and your jaw ached from clenching. “We could try IVF?” You suggest, although your voice is weak and suggests your heart is not entirely behind the idea. Bucky is aware of this, and he kisses your forehead and entangles your legs together. You’re anchored in bed now and Bucky doesn’t intend on letting you get out. 

“Whatever you want,” he says, “as long as you’re happy.” As you lay entwined beside the sunset’s soft glow, the weight of your decision dissipated gradually as the room grew darker. Bucky’s gentle heartbeat calmed your nerves, and in the silence of your conversation was a sense of acceptance. You were coming to terms with the fact that your perfect idea of parenthood was not going to unfold as you’d originally hoped, but at least your husband was with you every step of the way. Although it felt as if a part of you was dying, you embraced the fact that your husband’s strength and devotion to you would never falter. 

[starfleetimagines]

Hi! May I please request an imagine/oneshot of Chekov helping his wife fem!Reader relax/have comfort (Reader loves Teddy Bears) after a long anxious day? Thank you so much!

Hiya! Enjoy xx

Pavel Chekov Helping His Wife Relax After An Anxiety-Filled Day Would Include...

Note: You didn't specify which Chekov so I did the one I'm more comfortable with writing

Warnings: Mentions of anxiety and anxiety symptoms (based on how I experience it). Also, this is not edited in any way, shape or form. I am currently day 3 of post-op, so my brain still feels like it's running at half power. this may be a little short/not great so I apologize in advance

Tag list: (forgot to add this earlier lol) @make-me-imagine @plaguedoctorsnake @firemedicdiaz @dira333 @geordisoong @space-helen @mrs-l-mccoy @groovyfluxie @obiwansjedi (please fill out the linked google form - especially if you've changed your url)

being married to chekov means two things: 1) pretty much everyone on the ship has "adopted" you guys as their "children" and 2) you're married to a giant teddy bear. He's the sweetest, most attentive husband ever.

he of course knows all about your struggles and your anxieties, and would know what signs to look out for on days when it's bad. he'd notice things like you picking at or chewing the skin around your nails, picking at scabs or pimples, leg shaking, zoning out, etc. he'd notice all these and would go to speak to Dr McCoy. as your friend and doctor, mccoy would check over your vitals (making sure you've been taking your meds) and would offer you help if you needed it. he'd over a shoulder to cry on or an ear to listen, and if you needed it, medication to help you relax.

but chekov would know you needed more than just medical help. he'd set up your quarters for when you got off duty. he'd put out all your stuffed animals (even the ones that were in storage), he'd put thick fuzzy blankets on the couch, chocolate (or your favourite sweet treat) on the table, your favourite flowers in a vase, a book or two out for you to read, and a hot beverage ready for you to drink. he also would lay out clean pjs and would have soft music playing in the background.

once you got home, you'd be filled with emotions and would hug him tightly. he'd kiss the top of your head and would ask if you wanted to talk about anything. if you did, he'd hold you and listen. if you didn't, he'd let you get changed before you two enjoyed everything he set up.

and so you'd spend the evening cuddled up with your husband, a thick blanket over your bodies, books in your hands, soft instrumental music playing through the speakers, and a teddy bear or two held within your arms. everything would be perfect, and would be just what you needed to feel better.

[hadescavedish]

A small sketch of Basil of Baker Street (from The Great Mouse Detective) holding a rose for @groovyfluxie’s request :)

I am not familiar with cartoonish style and the time is somewhat pressed, I hope you like my quick attempt to make it integrated into my own style! (And I took the liberty to change his suit into suit from this scene you might be referring to <3)

[thesadchicken]

Top 10 fave Spock outfits!

EXCELLENT QUESTION, thank you for asking ♡♡ after my top ten fave Kirk outfits, here come my top ten fave Spock outfits!

10. errand of mercy. hello disney prince spock?? the dark blue tunic looks so cute. the tights are Good. the scarf!! but the best part of this outfit is the CAPE. was it necessary? no. did it make everything 1701% better? yes

9. plato’s stepchildren. idk how he does it but he manages to look elegant and dignified in this garish shiny green dress thingy. Good and Gay™

8. assignment earth. THE BEANIE. the coat and suit are cute but THE BEANIE! it looks so comfy! so fluffy! adorable! I want one!

7. mirror mirror. the goatee of evil. the glitter sash. i think we can all agree on this one. 

6. dress uniform. I LOSE MY MIND OVER THIS ONE. idk if it’s the collar, all the gold glittery stuff going on or the slightly softer blue that matches his eyeshadow? but it’s just SO GOOD. 

5. a piece of the action. always love myself a good suit. the pink/beige (?) shirt is *chef kisses*

4. the search for spock. uGH. no one should be allowed to look this amazing in a robe literally made out of towels. and yet once again spock defies the laws of logic and manages to look STUNNING i mean wow 

3. return of the archons. peak goth spock. look at him. a Legend

2. star trek: the original series (bonus: protective visor and IDIC necklace). ah, those science blues. Iconic. so iconic, in fact, that i now associate the color blue with spock. the visor and IDIC necklace make it even cooler! look at him! you wish you were him!

1. star trek: the motion picture. the ultimate spock look. jim didn’t stand a chance. elegant, a tiny bit on the goth side, the collar, the sleeves, the purple that matches his uniform, MY GOD...  talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before

[autisticheadcanons]

groovyfluxie

said:

Vision (no last name) from the Marvel Cinematic Universe is autistic! He has trouble with social cues, his special interests are space and science, and he stims by unconsciously floating in the air especially when he gets upset or angry.

[aroaceconfessions]

As much as I would like to have a real life romantic relationship, my past experiences have caused me to realize that it’s not for me and that I’m happier as a fictoromantic and gray-fictosexual. I’ve lost a long-term romantic relationship because my former partner wanted sex with me more than making our relationship work and the partner before that only used my chosen name and my pronouns because he wanted to get in my pants. I don’t want a real life romantic relationship anymore since sex is deemed so important that me not wanting it ruins the ones I try to have.

[dolls-self-ships]

My real life friends are awesome and gonna marry me to Willy Wonka for my birthday this November!!! I’m so excited!!!! 🥰😍

Willy is also very excited to marry me!!

That’s awesome! I’m so excited for you and it’s cool that you have such supportive friends 💗

[lgbt-aesthetics]

Demiflux + Space Phone Backgrounds [ID: the first three images are phone backgrounds with space-related images, with the demiflux flag overlayed on top of them. The first and third are starry nebulas, the second is of an astronaut facing the camera. the final image is a banner colored to look like the demiflux flag that says: “do not interact with if you’re a: aphobe/biphobe/enbyphobe terf/truscum/transmed/etc. End ID]

x x x

~Requested by @groovyfluxie~

[sarcastictonystark]

Not quite sure why you all choose this to comment on but hey I’ll take it.

[aspecpplarebeautiful]

I’ve been thinking about my sexuality since identifying as Graysexual Lesbian and as great as it felt to identify as a lesbian, I feel that it doesn’t completely fit me due to the fact that I still have sexual feelings for men (even if they are just fictional charcaters) and thus I felt guilt for having secual feeings for men. I’ve decided to go back to identifying as Bi-Graysexual because it does make me very happy and I can freely have sexual feelings for men as well as women and enbies. So yaaaaay!

Yeah, it’s super important that the labels you use work for you and feel right for you. I will say that actually some lesbians do experience some attraction to fictional men (though only fictional men). It is something I don’t think gets as much attention as it should, but it is a thing.

Edited to add: this posted before it was finished answering accidentally.@grooviefluxie I sent you a bit more on this, let me know if you want this ask taken down.

[arianadevareux]

My first fictional crushes were Indiana Jones and Captain Jack Sparrow! I still adore them to this day (Indy mroeso than Sparrow)!

When it comes to Wonka crushing, ooh Wilder Wonka takes the cake for me! He is just so swoonworthy and funny and awesome! *SQUEES*

Indiana Jones and Jack Sparrow are both fantastic first fictional crushes. They both have mad swagger in different ways. You've got great taste. I never crushed on Jack Sparrow, but I do love him as a character. Same with Indy.

Agreed! Wilder Wonka is such a smartass and he has a lot of charisma in a chaotic way, which is definitely my jam. I feel like his version of Wonka is closer to the book, if I remember correctly. But I haven't read it since I was in third grade so I could be biased and wrong lmao.

[lcthebtswriter]

Bucky Barnes x tall (like as tall as him) and insecure reader? He shows her how beautiful she is?

pairing: bucky barnes x female!reader

summary: bucky consoles his tall, insecure girlfriend

warnings: insecurity

word count: 546

tags: send an ask to be tagged in future fics for specific characters. you get first priority when making requests.

divider: @roseraris

Bucky is a man of few words.

He always performed well under pressure in a variety of environments, but navigating his relationship with you always presented a challenge.

Your height is an ever-present issue in your relationship, not because Bucky has a problem with it, but because of your own insecurities. You notice every stare when you are in public, every lingering gaze a constant reminder of how you stick out like a sore thumb. It follows you home, too, when you’re watching movies of dainty little women and their big, broad lovers. It’s even worse when you have to attend a gala sponsoring Bucky or honoring his heroism.

You spent every day off work trying on dresses and looking at makeup styles on Pinterest. You fixed your hair into every direction until settling on a look that made you feel confident. It isn't until you reach the finality of your look that makes you pause. Every pair of high heels makes you stand over six feet tall, and you are debating whether to wear flats if every pair didn’t make you look odd. Your dress is too elegant for flats, and now Bucky is watching you sit in your closet and negotiate with yourself.

“The pink wouldn’t match but maybe the black?” You mutter to yourself, glancing up at the emerald green dress hanging by its hook on the door frame. Shaking your head, you toss both pairs of shoes to the side and huff at all of your high heels.

Wearing them would mean you would stand out too much - literally. You were a few inches taller than Bucky in heels and the thought of people’s reactions makes your stomach churn.

Bucky scoots off the bed, mouth turned down into a frown as he watches you struggle. “Would the black flats be too awkward?” You ask him, eyebrows knitting together with stress.

Bucky’s voice is steady as he speaks. “Baby,” he says, “only you care what’s on your feet."

You huff, clutching your knees to your chest as your high heels mock you in the corner of the closet. “No, this is important. If my shoes are too high then I’ll take up too much space. Then this event will be all about me instead of you,” you argue.

Bucky joins you on the floor, wedging himself between you and the clothes that dangle over his shoulders. “Taking up space isn’t a bad thing, you know,” he says. Bucky’s hand finds yours, his fingers playing with yours in a way that calms your nerves. “If anyone is looking at you, it’s because you’re worth looking at. You’re sexy, baby. Your height changes nothing,” he continues.

The sincerity on Bucky’s face makes your heart flutter and your cheeks warm. Nevertheless, your self-judgement prevails once again. “But I’m too big,” you sigh. You feel tears prick at your eyes, and you avert your gaze to avoid Bucky’s.

“You’ve always been confident, even in times where you think you shouldn’t be. How you carry yourself is one of the reasons I fell in love with you,” Bucky replies. He tilts his head, bringing your knuckles to his lips to press a gentle kiss to them. “Wear the black heels. They make your calves look strong,” he suggests.

You smile softly, sparing a glimpse at the velvet black heels that would pair well with your dress. “Okay,” you huff.

Bucky’s grip on your hand tightens. “Besides,” he says, “I love your legs, especially when they’re over my shoulders.” His coy grin causes you to blush, and you shove his hand away from you with a giggle.

tags: @just-that-trashy, @kpopchangedmylifesstuff, @pensysto-writes, @groovyfluxie, @line-viper, @alien-on-a-treadmill, @statsvitenskap, @aliciabg27, @brianaraydean (hey best friend), @im-that-trash-over-there, @readingemma, @caswinchester2000, @wafflebrian

[lpwrites]

Hello!! I would love to hear more of your thoughts about MCU!Howard Stark and how poorly he was represented in IM2 compared to Marvel’s Agent Carter and Cap1! And I love the indulgent Howard Atark fic you wrote! I’ll gleefully read more if you post any more!

Hello friend!!! Thank you for asking!! You caught me at the best time since I am sleep deprived and Ready to Ramble. Also forgive me if there’s some things I miss, I haven’t actually watched any marvel content in a while so this is all from memory. @dw-writes​ can probably correct me on things too. Also I’m gonna go as chronologically as possible, so forgive me for that too.

So here’s the thing: the Howard Stark we see in the MCU and the Howard Stark that we are Told About (and arguably that fandom has latched onto) seem to be two completely different characters, and I blame J0ss Wh3d0n for it completely.

tl;dr: Howard Stark the character isn’t as much of an asshole as people seem to think he is, and “abuser asshole Howard Stark” seems to have evolved from a few throwaway lines and the echo chamber of fandom.

In Cap1, we are introduced to Howard Stark, genius inventor and playboy. It’s not unlike the introduction we got of Tony in IM1 (and honestly in my opinion it’s kinda funny how fandom thinks Tony’s a woobie babie and Howard is a monster considering their characters start off the same). We see him at the science expo, he kisses one of the Stark Girls on stage, and his car doesn’t fly.

The next time we see him is in his involvement in Project Rebirth. He’s not fucking around, because obviously this is an important project, but he’s ready to pull the plug when it seems Steve’s in trouble. Logistically, if they had killed Steve’s trial, plus the failure at the expo? Howard Stark’s name and brand would have been in the gutter. But it works! There’s congratulations all around, the nurse comes up behind him to help Steve and Howard does Nothing because he’s a womanizer but he’s able to focus on what’s important.

Next we see Howard properly is after Steve goes overseas, where Howard takes on the gadget guy role, for the most part. He’s support, and when he flies Steve and Peggy over Azzano to save the 107th, even his flirting is minimal? It’s casual ‘hey let’s get dinner after this’ even though Steve misunderstands. He’s not a dick about it, he’s still focused on the job, he reminds Steve that he has backup and that once he gets his job done they’ll be there to help him out.

Afterwards, Steve and Howard have a pretty normal conversation; Howard explains what fondue means and doesn’t seem to hold it against him, though if it had been another movie/another writer/another time, I could very easily see it being a fight or ~tension~ for drama, having two guys fight over a lady. Instead we see them chatting and having a perfectly casual conversation. Howard doesn’t even make fun of Steve for not understanding, which, if he was as much of a dick as people seem to think, would be on brand, right?

Aside from the period-typical sexism, Howard’s focused on work and distinctly says “I concentrate on my work, which at the moment means making sure you and your men don’t get killed.” I would argue that this shows more about Howard’s personality and morals than some of the other scenes, because while they’re in the lab and Howard is showing Steve what he’s come up with, he’s not performing to anyone. He didn’t have to pretend to care about how he’s perceived because it’s just him and Steve. Yeah, it’s his job, but he indulges Steve and to some extent the Howlies because he’s going out of his way to custom make uniforms to their specifications that will ALSO keep them alive. (This is probably also why he tries so hard to find Steve after, because it was his JOB to keep him alive and he failed in his eyes.)

One of the things that hit me while writing this is that when Howard finds the tesseract, he Knows what it is, he Knows what it could mean for himself and his company and the world, but once it’s secured he tells the crew to keep looking. If he were a greedier person or even a Bad Person, I’d think that finding Steve after hitting the jackpot like that wouldn’t be a priority. Not even that, but there’s no wreckage, and the energy signature stops at the tesseract, but he keeps looking. And I believe we know from Agent Carter that he’s using his own money and resources to find Steve, so it’s not even a matter of ‘the government needs their asset back’ or scientific curiosity over what’s left of the Valkyrie, it’s just? He wants to do the right thing.

In Agent Carter: We get to see more of Howard’s personality. He’s still a womanizer, and it’s used for comedic effect whenever he makes Jarvis deal with it (which to a degree mirrors what Pepper was doing for Tony in IM1 at least), but he respects Peggy and genuinely considers her a trusted friend. He knows she’s more than capable as a person and as an agent, and is why he asks for her help in Season 1. He is self-aware; when he lies to her about Steve’s blood he knows he fucked up, and while it doesn’t justify him being a dick, it didn’t come off as malicious in the scene. It was a shitty move, but it doesn’t break their friendship, and her reaction doesn’t mean he stops respecting her. He gives her the choice he hadn’t given her initially, and Peggy spills Steve’s blood in the river. Their friendship carries on to Season 2, and they very obviously trust one another despite occasional gags.

(I’m not sure what happened with Season 2, as far as writers or producers go, but it felt like they played up Howard being untoward towards Peggy, but only in very specific scenes? And I only mention it because in similar situations in Season 1 they didn’t, so I’m going to assume it was a change in writing staff that thought it’d be funny. It’s not consistent enough for me to call it a character trait, since we don’t see it that much that regularly, so I’m gonna chalk that up to bad writing.

I like Howard’s characterization in Agent Carter overall because I feel like it really shines a light where in IM1 and further you mostly get hearsay. (That’s not to say that Tony isn’t justified in his feelings, and I’m not victim blaming or shaming. Abuse towards children is very serious and it leaves lasting impressions through adulthood.)

Chronologically this brings us to Iron Man 2, and I feel like what most people will point to as Howard’s A+ Parenting; the film Tony watches has a scene where Howard’s doing a presentation on the Stark Expo, and little Tony pops up to play with the diorama, making Howard snap to put things back and call for his mother to take him away. An assistant swoops in and pulls Tony out of shot.

Here’s the thing though? He doesn’t really yell at Tony? Is he sharper than he should be? Sure, but it’s not because of Tony, because we see Howard already frustrated before Tony appears in the scene. Also, especially nowadays that people are working from home we’ve seen a lot of Surprise Kid Appearances, so it’s not super weird to me that calling for his wife or someone was Howard’s reaction? There’s a time and place for everything, after all.

The message he leaves for Tony in that same scene is also a little bit truer to AC!Howard if you ask me? It’s a Howard that understands his limitations but believes that there’s hope for the future, in this case Tony. I feel like in a lot of fic especially that I’ve seen, Howard’s really arrogant and dismissive and has a kind of ‘Only I Can Do This’ narcissistic personality but in everything I’ve named so far, he’s clearly aware of his limitations.

Full disclosure, I didn’t watch Ant-Man, but I did see the clip Howard appeared in, and he’s a dick for lying but he’s not The Antagonist, and again seems to understand his limitations re: Hank Pym and what he can and can’t do for the sake of “progress.”

There’s the one scene in Civil War that we see of Tony interacting with his parents, and since we see it from Tony’s eyes, it feels a little like it’s coming from an unreliable narrator, but also he was 21. I was snappy to my overbearing parents when I was around that age. Howard is just as sarcastic as Tony is, and frankly it’s probably where Tony gets it from. Rude, but not hugely terrible. And clearly from this scene, whatever vitriol or whatever latent rage Tony has about his dad, he understands to a certain point. He says “I love you and I know you did the best you could.”

You kind of carry the same feeling across in Iron Man 1; I distinctly remember watching IM1 with @dw-writes​ after having seen IM2 and 3? And the Avengers being ready to find the Root Cause of Howard Hate but?? In all of Tony’s interactions in IM1 he doesn’t really sound like he really holds a grudge towards Howard. In fact, if I remember right there’s parts where he’s distinctly proud of his dad. There really wasn’t a whole lot in IM1 that tells us that Howard was a HUGE DICK to his son and was ABUSIVE and SHITTY.

NOW. This is where we get to The Avengers and J0ss Wh3d0n and the reason why, post Avengers, we get all this shitty Howard Characterization.

In The Avengers, Steve and Tony in particular have a shitty start, aggravated by the Tesseract.

Part of it is Steve is one week into 70 years into the future and he’s clearly still grieving, but also, in Steve’s timeline, how long ago was it that he saw Howard? The guy that’s helping keep him and his team safe? He’s trying to roll with the punches but seeing this guy (who’s older than him, older than Howard was) claim to be his son, and do the grandstanding performances of being a “superhero”? Who doesn’t seem to have any regard for the people around him? Yeah, of course that’s gonna aggravate him.

Part of it is Tony is distinctly aware that this guy is a legend, and his dad talked about him all the time, and clearly Howard regretted not being able to bring Steve back, that’s a hangup that must have affected Tony, BUT. But.

There is that ONE scene in The Avengers (and youtube is failing me bc I wanted to quote it) but it amounts to Tony saying "That's the guy my dad never shut up about? Wondering if they shouldn't have kept him on ice." implying that Howard cared more about Steve than he did Tony. ((SPECIAL THANK YOU TO MORI FOR COMING IN CLUTCH ON THAT QUOTE))

I personally think that + the antagonistic relationship Steve and Tony have made the fandom collectively assume Howard was a shitty abusive neglectful dad For Reasons. Reason being that before The Avengers, we hadn’t really seen that, chronologically speaking. Agent Carter hadn’t come out yet, but like I mentioned, Howard’s characterization there and in Cap 1 is WILDLY different than what we are Told by present day characters.

Could it be plausible that Tony was neglected? Sure, of course it can; it would explain why he’s consistently written as being closer to his mom than his dad. But, and that’s a big ‘but’, that’s what we’ve been Told. All of the in canon MCU characterizations we’ve seen of Howard don’t really show that Up Until The Avengers. IM2 does have a little blame, but to me the scenes we see don’t feel like the condemnation that the fandom seems to have made it.

So. I know I missed a lot, and I haven’t bothered to see any of the Phase 3 MCU movies bc I don’t particularly Care, but I really do hate how they’ve taken some shitty implications and made them Word of God.

(This also doesn’t include the comics, bc I believe Howard is a piece of shit n the comics. This is all based on MCU characterization.)

I hope! I answered your question! and I apologize profusely for that word vomit. <3

[cmomccoy-ensignoconnor]

((For Leonard from my Spock)) “Greetings, Dr. Leonard McCoy.” Spock greets, holding his hand up in the ta’al.

@commanderseddrspock

“Hello, Spock.” Leonard greeted. “Please tell me ya aren’t here because Kirk did somethin’ he wasn’t supposed to. Again.”

[ask-pride-color-schemes]

I’m debating about still using Girlflux or going back to using Nonbinary or using both. Like I used to highly dislike gender roles and wanted nothing to do with being feminine (even though I do enjoy traditionally feminine things like wearing dresses and makeup and all that) so I completely pushed away anything feminine about myself. But I’m worried that me being an AFAB person and identifying as Girlflux could be considered weird because it’s not far enough away from my biological sex (this may just be me being anxious or overthinking things). Would using both Nonbinary and Girlflux being too complicated? Can I use Girlflux as an AFAB person?

You can use whatever labels feel right to you. If Girlflux and non-binary feel right to you, then use that. You are the boss of your gender and no one else gets a vote.

- Mod Athena 

[startrekpride]

Demiflux/lesbian Deanna Troi icons for @groovyfluxie!

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