Marvel Prompt 🌹🥀

PRIDE MONTH IS HERE!!!!!! What better way to start this off than a good Marvel Prompt:

Tony is alone at a gala, secluded to a distant balcony to watch the stars. He feels lonely, insecure, and so unsure of everything. He wants to reach out, to find a connection with some one- even platonically at this point, but he can't bring himself to do it. Past scars and trauma won't allow Tony to simply let anyone in, or maybe ever again.

Then Clint drops in, startling Tony. He asks why Tony is alone, not entertaining guests and what not, only to see Tony's somber mood. Tony can't help but let a tiny bit of information on what the problem is- but cuts off quickly, Tony instantly tensing up.

Clint already pieces together the issue, he is called Hawkeye for a reason, and decides to pull Tony back inside to dance. All the while planning internally on helping Tony.

Soon, Tony finds himself spending time with each Avenger 1 on 1. Each having a little activity they drag him into, almost like a date...

Tony doesn't think about it. 'hopes and dreams can crash and burn, shattering before your very eyes. Only disappointment and irritation can follow, all because of false hope.' That is the belief inside Tony's head currently. To bad the Avengers, including Stephen, Loki, and Bucky, will take that idea and burn it to ashes then send the remains to space.

No one is letting Tony think so low of himself, not letting him be alone ever again, and will fucking mother hen his ass into better and healthier habits goddamnit!

Seems legit!

aizawa: so mic and I are going to adopt a child

shinsou: *happy* congrat-

mic: *throws a pen and paper on the table*

mic: the child is you, sign here

Marvel Prompt~♡

(Tony is playing games on his phone.)

(Clint drops from the vent next to him, crawling into Tony's arms.)

Clint: Hi :D

Tony: ... Why?

(Clint nuzzles Tony.)

Clint: Hugs.

Tony: ...

(Tony hugs Clint, continuing to play his games.)

Clint: :D

This post is gonna get serious. I wanna talk about Tony's death in the MCU and how I was affect by it and my past.

Trigger warning: I'm gonna be talking about PTSD, death, depression, and overall a lot of heavy stuff. If this stuff bothers you, you should skip this post. I have plenty other posts that are more for humor or fanfiction.

Tony's death.

This rocked me to my core. I cried when he spoke his last words and how he ended his arc the way he did. I cried cause the character who brought me into the MCU had left it after all this time. I had cried for the character who had become so important to me, only to cry all over again when Steve decided to leave too. Both goodbyes that were from important parts of my Marvel experience were gone like that.

It was a perfect, tragic, ending for both characters. The pain and loss, to the end of their arcs showing how much they changed.

The thing is though, seeing Tony's death, and Steve's choice to leave, had me mentally and emotionally shut down the first time I watched those scenes. I had been lost unconsciously to the past, back to the moment that still haunts me today.

I have PTSD. And my trauma came from my grandfather passing away when I was four. It was traumatic, loud, messy, and lots of crying from my mother. The only person I had to call 'dad' was simply gone in mere seconds.

He past away in my mother's arms, and from the way my mom can remember he was also coughing blood. His lung cancer finally caught up to him.

When children are exposed to stimulation it is already so much for them, every experience being many things: an inconvenience being the end of the world, a new little fact being a huge joy, every experience is learning how the world is. But in terms of trauma? It's greater damage to the mind as a kid compared to an adult.

I had watched my grandfather pass away, got stuck in the loud chaos, and had been unable to process what just happened. I only knew that he wasn't coming back, and that answer only left me empty.

After this moment things changed a lot for me. It was made worst when my mother had to hospitalized for three days sometime after this event. This was another thing that had sent me into a deep form of hurt. I cried hard at my mother's disappearance. I thought I was being abandoned, left alone in a world I still can't understand today.

I had lost a parental figure in my life, thought I was being abandoned sometime later, and was unable to process anything. I only knew the facts, I couldn't do anything beyond that. Any emotions I should have been feeling wasn't there. I didn't feel anything. It was like I didn't know how anymore, I only could feel apathetic. Like I was shunning away the moment.

It was the start of my mental decline.

Tony became an important character for me as he was the hero who felt real, one I could find myself in the same sort of spot with regarding pain.

Every time I see a character I've grown so attached to die, I remember the first time it ever happened. Then I dissociate to cope with the trauma, emotions disappearing into numbness, and I can't watch anymore.

The pain of watching real tragic deaths or of fiction that I've come so attached to, it sends me into a twisted mess. It also happens with goodbyes. Seeing someone or something for the last time, never seeing them again, also sends me back. The feelings of loss and abandonment causing me to push things or people away.

When Tony died on screen I had been left numb, I had left the theater wanting nothing more than to curled up in a ball on my bed and sleep. Forgetting about the moment I watched him die.

I wouldn't get to fully process my trauma till this year. I wouldn't get to the moment of processing till now.

Tony's death, Steve leaving, and the pain left behind was too much for me to handle. Now though I can say that it was tragic but also a beautiful end to their respective arcs. I can't watch certain parts of the movies again for reasons, but I'm able to watch the movies again as I'm now moving forward. I can watch knowing that this time I can finally watch the series and accept each goodbye that happens. I can allow myself to process the emotions I feel freely, letting them come and simply be.

I write this post as a form of my own little therapy. A way of sharing my story to those who might need it and those who need to hear this:

You are not alone in your grief. You are not alone in your pain. Pain comes to everyone and it varies on the person how they respond to that pain. Depression, anxiety, PTSD, these are common disabilities that are found in a large percentage of people. I used to think nobody would understand, but overtime I realized that pain is universal.

When I began to heal I learned that it's okay to be vulnerable, to be weak. To allow yourself the chance to express the emotions held inside out. Feeling those emotions freely is what helped me move forward, but it may be different for you.

What Marvel has helped me to do is learn that it's okay to be human. We are a mess, but we learn together how to be better. Not everyone is nice, not everyone is mean. We are simply people. As we heal from trauma we see those around us differently, unable to go back to the mindset in the past. We can also see those who have similar mindsets to are own.

In conclusion: Tony's death hurt me and pushed hard at an old scar. The pain came and I allowed it to be. I learned to move forward, and learned from Marvel that all you can do is move forward. Tony's death had left the universe safe, Steve leaves behind a legacy and passed down his shield to Falcon. And I learn to come to terms of what happened years ago now.

I wanted to share this in hopes of those who need it see it. And I hope maybe that you, the person reading, have taken something from this post. A person who understands or possibly a new perspective on something.

I hope that you remember that you deserve to be loved, that you are not alone in pain or grief, and that you are amazing.

Another marvel prompt, let's go!

Prompt: Bruce has agreed to go to a small party/gala of fellow scientists and medical professionals gathering to talk about their respective fields of work. As he heads to grab a drink, thankful of tony for having nonalcoholic options available here, he noticed Tony at the bar. He's chatting with someone unfamiliar, laughing and joking, then takes a sip of his drink. A drink that the man had spike, a second ago when Tony took his eyes of him for a mer moment.

Bruce is tense now, realizing that Tony has been drugged. He could see tony becoming more sluggish. With calm and casual movement, he tries to send an sos text to Steve or Natasha (Your choice) before walking over to them.

Able to talk the man into taking Tony home, he quickly tries to escape with Tony. Then Hydra bust down the doors. Now Bruce has to make a choice of letting the hulk out or waiting for back up.

I'll let you decide his choice, as well if you make this Platonic Science Bros or Science Boyfriends. But it must end with Bruce getting Tony safely home, not dead. Feel free to kill any of the gala people, Hydra goons, and or just really bruise and blood the precious boys. Also add as much angst as you please, team flash backs to torture or abuse of some kind- go goddamn wild, or just some really depressing insecurities. Anything goes except major character death. Have fun!

Marvel Prompt 😷🤕🤒

Welp, my family (including me) caught COVID. Not my mom though(hopefully). So to handle feeling like utter shit, I'ma make a prompt on my favorite characters felling like shit!

Prompt: Ironman and Hawkeye are in a battle with Hydra, being pushed into a corner away from the others. After being knocked out via emps and stun shots, Tony and Clint are kidnapped.

Later they wake up locked in separate cages. They find out there is a third cage. Inside is Loki, looking bad. Ragged breaths and appearing quite ill. Tony and Clint felt fear down their spins. Loki, nor Thor, couldn't get sick from human illness. What Loki was going through must have been Hydra's doing.

Then their cages started to fill with gas. Both men tried to hold their breath, knowing that it was probably the virus that infected Loki. They didn't last long. Each breath they took in was a burning sensation, already becoming harder to breathe at all. Fever, chills, pain in every muscle to a debilitating degree, it hit both Tony and Clint like a train full force.

Tony had it worse, his arc reactor already making it hard to gain air. He was clawing at his throat desperately. Clint was trying to stop coughing, each time failing. He could feel how his throat was already raw and dry.

Loki was curled up in a ball completely focused on himself, but was also trying to move closer to the glass. He was trying to reach Clint and Tony. To at least save them from this messed up fate.

Then a familiar roar echoed the facility, all the way to where the three were hidden. Hope burned within the group that they would potentially make it out of this alive, or at best receive justice.

Soon Natasha breached the room. Quickly scanning around before running to a terminal. She stops the cages gas chambers, quickly typing in something else. The virus gas was vacuumed out of the boxes and replaced with a new relief. Not a cure but more like an epidural. Tony barely escaped blacking out from chocking, sucking in oxygen deeply. Clint is panting, his throat in pain and so dry. And Loki? He was curled up on the floor of his cage, trying to calm down.

It didn't take long for the rest of the avengers to arrive, Thor sprinting towards his brother. The three soon find themselves in quarantine, Nick having sent a medical team to help them. Tony, Clint, and Loki were under monitor in case they had a declining health status.

The avengers waited by their side when they could, assuring them that they weren't going to leave them. They also made it clear that they were definitely in time out and would in fact be babied when they got home.

They didn't mind at all.

I finished coloring my art! Hopefully it doesn't look too horrible. Anyway, I am over COVID and so is my family!

It is also my birthday today! So finishing this, getting over sickness, and spending time with my family is the most greatest thing to happen!!!!

Enjoy the Ironhawk fanart!

Am I valid if I’m tri but prefer to be predominantly veiwed as fem?

Hell yes! You are always going to be valid, you know why? Because it is your choice on how you express your gorgeous self! If the identity you find yourself to be, so long as it makes you feel more authentically yourself, you'll always be valid!

Just remember that identity is fluid, you just need to find who you are by what feels right. Never let anyone tell you otherwise.

Marvel Prompts (Brothers addition)

Thor: *Minding his business*

Loki: *Smacks Thor*

Thor: ...

Thor: You want comfort don't you, you just don't know how to ask?

Loki: ...maybe.

Thor: *hugs Loki*

Loki: *happy noises*

*Five minutes later...*

Thor: *Sighing* Loki... Please stop hissing at the others. They aren't gonna take me from you.

Loki: *Annoyed* My brother >:c

Thor: *Smiling* I know Loki, I know.

Another Marvel prompt, let's go!!!!

Prompt: Tony and Steve are hit during battle with strange magic that reverted them to children. They have some of their memories, mostly knowing who everyone is and not much else, though Steve know that Tony is very important. He is his boyfriend/husband after all!

Yep, in this Steve(now a kid) believes that Tony is his lover because the older him is too emotionally constipated to say shit.

To make the matter much more filled with drama, Loki has taken both of them. He decided to protect them, cause he at least has some standards.... Kinda?

Look he just like them more than anyone else, wants their attention, and can't keep doing battle unless they are back to normal. He may also have a slight crush on them and he can't figure out these feelings till they are fixed and not dead.

So it's too bad Hydra is after the trio as well? Having an actual Hydra as a weapon? Sure throw that in too!

Mainly lots of angst, pinning, miscommunication, magic bullshit, and lots of complicated feelings!

Anyone wanting to write this go on ahead!