Tw; internalized arophobia
Sometimes, when I feel really strong aesthetic attraction, my immediate thought is sadness and anger because I feel like “why can’t I just be normal? Why can’t I just have normal feelings? Why can’t I just get a crush and fantasize about marrying them and just be done with it?” It feels so unfair and makes me feel like I’m broken because I can’t “just get a crush” I have to try to tell if it’s a squish or alterous or aesthetic. I feel so broken, I just want to be normal, and be able to feel the feelings and cry at weddings and sappy romance movies. I feel like I’m just half of a person because I’m missing half of “the human experience”.
I also always feel bad for disliking queer romance movies/ships/theories because they’re always romantic. It feels like I’m being selfish and taking away the little queer representation they have, but then I remember that I’ve never seen an aromantic character or aromantic coded character on-screen unless they’re the villain or just some silly clueless side character that you’re supposed to laugh at.
I’m just so tired of everyone, even other queer people, constantly overlooking us in queer theories. It’s always “this character is gay/this is metaphor for the gay experience” and I’ve never seen videos theorizing that characters are aro/bi/ace/pan/Demi or literally anything else. It’s infuriating. It makes me feel blind and insane, like I’m that crazy aunt everyone stays away from because I’m always spouting nonsense.
Has really no one seen a character and thought they were aro? Am I just that weird that no one would ever think someone would actually share my identity? Even characters like Nozaki from Monthly Girl’s Nozaki-Kun, who are so obviously aro coded, are overlooked. I’ve seen so much of “Nozaki is bisexual” and I hate to say this, I really, really, do, but it feels like people are stealing him from me. I’ve always been able to relate to him and I always thought that out of everyone, they’d know he was aroace. But still.
It makes me want to cry. How can I possibly be this invisible? Am I really, really broken? Was all this just a big prank on me by the allos to drive me insane? Why can’t anyone ever see people like me even when it’s glaringly obvious? What do we have to do to get people to believe us? Do I have to paint every city white, blue, and orange?
I just feel so broken. I want to be normal. I want people to see me. I want to be able to be proud instead of constantly berating myself for just fucking existing. This is fucking exhausting. Why can’t people see us.
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Hey y’all! First fic being posted! I’m excited to share it, so please let me know what you think. If any hate is posted, I will delete it.
I also posted it on AFO3 here.
Chapter One of Blinding Lights
For as long as Tony Stark can remember, his world has been black and white. He’s colorblind in a form, but it does have a cure. He just has to find his Mate, which seemed easy a long time ago. He’s pretty sure that if it wasn’t for Pepper, Rhodey, and Happy, his clanmates - what’s left anyway - he’d be insane now. After one hundred and forty-eight years of walking this earth, he was already bored. Being born in Italy, spending fifty years there, coming to America, learning that his father created a Super Soldier for the war, said Super Soldier disappeared into the ice for seventy years, the whole drama about his parents dying - killed actually, and let’s not forget becoming Iron Man and being in the Avengers.
“Tony?” Pepper’s voice brings him out of his thoughts. Looking up from his now cold cup of coffee, he raises an eyebrow at his red-headed friend.
“Yes?” He asks, standing up from his couch. The walk over to the kitchen doesn’t take as long, meaning he used some of his speed. Pepper keeps up though, always has.
“We’re needed back in New York. The Avengers have mission meetings, and SI needs our attention out there.” Pepper lists off, staring at her tablet. Tony sighs, running a hand through his hair.
“I really don’t want to go to New York right now.” Tony grumbles.
“I understand that, but you’ve hidden out here long enough,” Pepper states, making Tony roll his eyes.
“Alright. When do I have to leave out?”
“Now.” Pepper comments before turning and leaving. Looking down at his clothes, jeans with oil stains and a black tank top. He was working in his lab earlier. Shrugging, he follows after Pepper, not caring about his appearance. He has clothes at the Tower. He has multiple suits in both places, not counting the suits in the house in Italy.
Happy is on the jet, grinning at Tony when he walks in. That’s new. Happy is normally already in New York when Tony has to be there.
“Okay. I have two out of three. Where’s Rhodey?” Tony questions, crossing his arms. They only seem to get together when they worry about him.
“Right here, Tones,” Rhodey says, spinning his chair around. Tony sighs and takes the last free seat. They wanted to talk about something.
“First, why are you all here? You only pull this shit when you’re worried about me. Second, when did you have time to plan all of this?” Tony asks, leaning back in his seat as the jet doors are closed.
“We’re all here because you’ve been distant lately. Pepper also found a new project for you to focus on. Also, we always have time to plan stuff like this because you never really notice us do this until the day of.” Happy responds. That honestly wasn’t the response Tony was expecting.
“What do you mean a new project?” He says, turning to look at Pepper. She smirks and starts tapping away on her tablet. The holograph of a video pops up, of somebody in an onesie swinging web. The fact that the costume needed an upgrade didn’t really bother him. What bothered him was the fact he could see the red and blue combination, very clear and bright.
“I want to know who they are.” Tony orders, making his family glance at one another.
“You’ve never had that reaction before. Tony, what do you see?” Rhodey asks, leaning forward. Tony mentally debates if he should tell them that he can see the colors on the person. He knows that he and Happy are the only two that can’t see in color. Rhodey has Sam, and Pepper has Natasha.
“I can see the red and blue.” Tony finally admits after a while of silence. Pepper and Rhodey glance at each other before looking at Tony.
“Oh shit.” Happy says.
“What do you mean ‘oh shit’?”
“Tony, the Avengers are going to try to take him away. They like the fact that they have a hold on you.” Pepper says, crossing her ankles.
“They touch what’s mine, and I will kill,” Tony growls, his eyes turning black. Pepper’s eyes turn violet, Rhodey’s eyes turn ice blue, and Happy’s eyes turn fire orange. The clan nods their heads before their eyes turn back to their human color.
“They won’t know who they pissed off.” Rhodey chuckles, leaning back in his seat. Happy rolls his eyes, knowing that this could mean war. Pepper takes the video down, before handing the tablet to Tony. The rest of the ride to New York is in silence.
The first thing Tony does when the jet lands in New York is orders Happy to take him to the compound. Pepper and Rhodey sit in silence as Happy drives. Tony runs multiple facial scans on the masked face. Pulling into the compound, Tony gets out of the car before it's completely stopped. He ignores the shocked looks from the Shield agents that walk around. Nobody knows that he's a Vampire. The King actually, but he doesn't brag about it.
Tony can hear the soft footsteps of his clan behind him. He knows he looks strange, not in his normal suit, he doesn't care about that as he heads up to the meeting room. He flings the doors open, making everyone in the room look at him.
"Tony!" Thor bellows, making Tony bite back a hiss. He honestly hates how loud the God of Thunder can be.
"That was fast," Natasha comments, walking over to Pepper, kissing her cheek.
"We had a mission. We delivered." Rhodey states, wrapping an arm around Sam Wilson.
"I was called. I came. What do you want?" Tony asks, sitting down in a free seat. Fury crosses his arms.
"There is Hydra activity close by. I wanted everyone called in to keep an eye out." The director of Shield states. Anger burns in Tony, but he makes no move to show it. He watches Steve shift in his seat. The Super Soldier his father created, with a serum created from many things, with Tony's own blood as the key. Easy to make something others can't copy when you use something that can't be copied.
"I got called out here, because of Hydra?" Tony deadpans, leaning back in his seat. He can feel his clan tense up through their link. He can feel their mates tense as well. Steve is mixed in too, the blood link there between them.
"As Iron Man, you help protect the country. The world even." Fury responds. Biting back a growl, Tony stands from his seat.
"Fine. I'll keep an eye out. I have another appointment, I'm leaving." Tony says, leaving the room. He can feel his family follow after, the Mates and Steve close behind.
"Tony, are you okay?" Steve asks, making him stop and look. His blood brother, because he's not calling him his son, looks worried. A chuckle leaves his mouth.
"I'm fine, Steve. Just a lot to do." Tony replies. Getting a nod from the blond, Tony continues to the car. He'll finish turning Steve one day, but he'll let his brother live as he does now.
Climbing into the back of the car, Tony unlocks the tablet once more. On the screen sits a new face, one in full color. He found his Mate.
"A smile? That's new." Sam says, sitting by Rhodey. Natasha laughs, her head laying on Pepper's shoulder.
"Found him?" Pepper questions, holding out her hand. Tony slowly passes the tablet over.
"Yeah. Pep, I can see color with him." Tony says, running a hand through his hair.
"Wait. You found your Mate?" Natasha questions, sitting up. At Tony's smile, the car breaks out into cheers.
"Doesn't this mean Shield is going to try to keep a hold on you, though?" Sam questions. Tony nods, a smirk on his face.
"They can try. They won't win, but it'll be entertaining to watch. The Avengers are safe, as long as nobody fights me. My Mate is my priority. Anybody that tries to take him will fail." Tony growls, his eyes shifting to black. Natasha and Sam look down, a sign of respect towards Tony. Tony clears his throat once he knows his eyes are normal, letting them lookup. The rest of the ride to the tower is silent.
When the car finally pulls up to the tower, it’s nightfall. Tony gets out first, heading straight inside to the elevator. He can feel his clan behind him, so he doesn’t slow down. The elevator that leads up to the penthouse opens when he enters the code, his clan stepping in after him. The ride up to the top was quick, making Tony glad that technology had gotten faster as it got better. Of course, Stark Industries is all top of the lines, considering he built it.
Stepping out of the elevator, Ton waves as he heads to his room to shower and change. He wanted to get some sleep, and maybe watch more videos of this Spider-Man hero. He hears the soft calls of goodnight from his family as he walks away. With a soft click, his bedroom door is closed and he relaxes. In this room, he doesn’t have to hide his pain, his anger, or any other feelings he has to control.
“FRIDAY, pull up my blueprints of the thing I started drawing up at home,” Tony says, pulling off his tank top, the arc reactor in his chest on full display. The lights dim as FRIDAY does as he asks. The holographs come to life, showing the plans that Tony has for a new version of Ultron. Yeah, he’s doing it again. He actually has a lot of things built that he shouldn’t, but he’s a bored rich guy. He’s going to cause trouble if he needs too.
“Do you need anything else, Sir?” FRIDAY says. Tony looks over the blueprints, shrugging.
“Run tests over my design. I’m taking a shower. I’ll look at them after that.” Tony states, heading to the bathroom. The shower is already running when he walks over to it. A soft chuckle escapes his mouth as he finishes stripping before he steps into the large shower. He spends as long in the shower as he can before he has to get out.
Tony dries off, walking out of the bathroom to his closet to pull on boxers and sweats. He doesn’t own a lot, but enough to get grease and oil stains on the sweats instead of his good clothes. Leaving his closet, he sees multiple test results before him. He starts going through them.
“Sir?” FRIDAY calls.
“Yes, babe?” Tony responds, trashing three of the results. He wants ones that actually listen to his orders this time around.
“Miss Potts told me to remind you that you need blood tonight. It’s been three weeks since you last fed properly.” FRIDAY says, making Tony chuckle. He should really start drinking more blood, especially now that he knows where his Mate is.
“Of course. Please let her know that I am getting a bottle. Two actually.” Tony says, walking over to his mini-fridge, pulling out a water bottle full of blood. As he drinks, he keeps going through the test results. When he finds the one he wants, a smirk appears on his face. He knows the moment Shield tries to take his Mate to keep him in their hold, he has plans to open Hell. After all, he has technology and Vampires on his side.
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