I never really cared about Christine Everhart before tbh - I never flat out hated her but I definitely wasn’t fond of her character
But I’ve been watching Iron Man a lot recently and like. I honestly respect her now - she’s still not my favorite and isn’t the nicest, but she took a huge risk approaching Tony at his event to tell him about Galmira
She didn’t know how he would react - Tony could’ve easily gotten her kicked out and/or have gotten angry. But she took that chance to, what she believed, force him to accept responsibility of his company (ofc, he never knew about that until then - never knew what Obie was doing, but that’s another story)
And what if she’d approached Obadiah about it instead? He definitely would’ve reacted badly - he would’ve kept his cool in public, ofc, to keep the press on his side. But he would’ve gotten her killed to avoid her getting word out about what he was doing, or at the very least completely destroy her reputation and career
I honestly really respect her for that, even if I don’t care about her character overall
I don’t know this one. Sorry!
For image description purposes: I marked “why not”, “would read a fic about it”, “I’m curious, can I know more” and “we need more of it”. I’d be curious about their possible dynamic, yup. But most of all, now I simply want an IM3 rewrite that manages to pull Christine into the plot. They could interact there, and I wouldn’t mind whether it was platonic or romantic (either way, bonus points if there’s antagonism LOL).
Full bingo transcription: NOTP, no thanks, wouldn’t read a fic about it, overrated, kinda leaves me indifferent; BROTP, dunno, no homo, meh, not really my thing; OT3, why not, would read a fic about it, underrated, I’m curious can I know more?; OTP, I SHIP IT, reads fic about it, CUTENESS OVERLOAD, we need more of it; the best OTP of all OTPs, hELL YES, soulmates, the sexiest pair, I WOULD DIE FOR IT OKAY.
“titillating and fun kisses done whilst lying on something, normally a bed, for comfort. in these kisses one of the people involved with usually be lying on top of their partner to enhance the pleasure.”
im so happy this image exists ❤️❤️❤️
Closure Comes In Odd Forms
Tony isn’t really sure how long he was lying on his back, staring at the ceiling. It was probably a long time. If he asked FRIDAY, that would be confirmed. But he doesn’t feel like asking FRIDAY. Or like talking at all, really.
Stephen left him like this, processing. It feels weird, being dumped. It isn’t as if he wasn’t dumped before, he was just never dumped like this. It feels like the word “dumped” is literal. He was just thrown aside, like a piece of trash. Like he didn’t mean anything.
The thing is, Tony actually cares about Stephen. He was sort of crushing on him for at least two months. And just two hours ago, he thought this was finally when they got together. Because Stephen kissed him, Stephen let Tony lead him into Tony’s bed. But after they were done, Stephen told him it was great, but he really wants them to be professional, and to just stay friends. And then he walked out of the door, the minute Tony got out of his shock and mumbled “okay…”.
It’s probably karma. Yeah, that’s what it is. He used to treat people exactly like this, so now this is his payback.
With this realisation, Tony climbs out of the bed and puts on his underwear.
Tony used to think when he first became a playboy, when he was in college, and experimented and just had fun, that everyone wanted stringless sex, and that even if they didn’t, if they wanted to have sex with him, they knew what they were getting. So what he was doing was okay, no harm done.
Tony understands now, that there sometimes was harm done. Out of all the things in his past he apologised for, that isn’t something he thought twice of.
Maybe he should.
Tony reached his living room, turned on the coffee machine. Strange always frowned at that coffee machine. Guess that won’t be a problem of a while, since Tony would be keen on avoiding him.
A part of Tony really wants to be angry with Strange, confront him, or give him the silent treatment. However, Tony loves his friendship with the sorcerer, and he knows guilt-tripping him about not having a relationship with Tony would effectively ruin that. So he’s just going to avoid him until his feelings go away.
Something else is bothering him, though. Like he has unfinished business.
“Do you have a list of all my hookups? I’m pretty sure JARVIS used to keep track of it on a file somewhere.”
FRIDAY searched the servers for a while. “No, boss, surprisingly, there isn’t. However, there is a record of everyone who left and entered your Malibu mansion. Would that help?”
Tony cracked a small smile. His AIs were so smart sometimes. “That would be great. Thanks, FRI.”
Tony should have seen this coming. When he called Christine Everhart to apologize, he should have known that asking why he was apologizing now, and asking him how being rejected by Stephen felt like after explaining, was more than just being nice. He just thought he owed it to his exes to explain things to them, and with Christine he got so lost in it, that he forgot she was still a reporter that hated him.
So now he was staring at an article describing every emotion he has towards Stephen, that he wanted to hide from the world, and he’s praying the Earth will swallow him whole, and no one is even here.
“FRIDAY, how long do I have to hide here until everyone forgets about it?”
“I’m estimating between two weeks to two months.”
“And what’s the chance Stephen doesn’t know about this?”
“Zero percent, because he’s knocking on your door.”
Tony startles and then starts mumbling “shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.”
“What should I do, boss?” FRIDAY asks.
“Tell him to go away!”
“He’s threatening to use his portals.”
“Then tell him I specifically said “fuck off”!”
“He’s saying he wants to talk about something urgent.”
Tony sighs, “okay, well, different strategy. Silent treatment. Do not respond, FRI.”
Tony is not ready for this conversation. He’s terrified of it. He doesn’t want their friendship to be ruined like this. God, he should have skipped Christine! She didn’t deserve an apology.
“Boss, Strange wants to tell you he is sorry.”
Something in Tony pauses at that. That means this isn’t nothing to him. That Tony isn’t nothing to him. And Tony doesn’t know why, but he can’t ignore that.
“Boss, Strange is walking away.”
“Wait!” Tony shouts desperately, “tell him to come back. Open the door.”
FRIDAY does as Tony says. Tony panics immediately. What if Strange just wanted to say he was sorry, but nothing else? What if he just wanted to tell Tony he was creepy or something like that? Or what if he wanted to call Tony out for telling the press they slept together? What if…
Strange shows up, and Tony waits anxiously for his move.
“I didn’t mean what I said.”
Strange was always full of mystery, but this time, Tony is a whole different kind of surprised.
Hesitantly, Strange walks closer to him, “I didn’t mean it. I don’t want us to just stay friends. I thought the sex was more than just good, I wanted it to be more. I’m sorry.”
Tony processes this for a second. “But… why did you say it, then?”
Strange smiles sadly, and approaches him so they are face to face, “I thought you weren’t as into me, as I was into you. I knew it would only end up in heartbreak, so I thought I would leave that time as what I felt like it was, a moment of weakness.”
“But why would you think that?” Tony cups Strange’s face, “it’s not true.”
“I know that now, but you just got out of a serious relationship and I thought about how we have a difficult relationship since Titan,” Strange put his own hand on top of the Tony’s hands that were cupping his face, “I realize I was wrong now.”
They ended up staring at each other’s eyes for a little while, not really talking. Until Tony leaned up and pressed a small kiss to Strange’s mouth. “So, what now?”
Strange kissed Tony again, this time longer, “now we go on a date.”
“And you will promise to never tell the press about our love life again.”
Tony laughed, “I don’t know, I think it turned out okay.”
So, apropos of absolutely nothing,
In the first Iron Man, when Everhart asks about the “Merchant of Death” thing, and Tony almost immediately says, “Lemme guess, Berkley?”…
Does the average MCU fan understand the implication of that response in relation to the question? Cause it seems like fandom as a whole has run with the the idea that the entire world thought of him that way pre Afghanistan, and that’s not what I took from the overall exchange.
Everytime I rewatch Ironman, I weep for Christine Everhart’s potential. When she first meets Tony outside the Casino, she basically lays out the moral argument of the entire story and the future internal conflict for Tony’s character with that merchant of death question. Then after months of being fooled by Obi, she disillusions Tony with those photographs of Gulmira, prompting not only the confrontation with Obi in which he reveals his true self but also gives Tony the final push to finish the suit and go fly into the war zone for the first real Ironman moment. On top of that, she’s the one whose question derails Tony from the fake story and leads to the iconic ‘I am Ironman’ reveal.
If you think about it, she’s a very important character in this story. She could have been a Lois Lane grade character but instead she’s constantly slut shamed and put down for a simple one night stand between two consenting adults. Imagine if we didn’t have the Madonna-whore catfight between her and Pepper the morning after or that time in IM2 when she’s asking Pepper a new CEO for a quote for a piece on powerful women and Pepper talks about the time she 'did a spread’ on Tony instead. Why do writers keep setting up these catty dynamics?
Christine deserved better.
(Author’s Note: I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR SO LONG FOR SOMEONE TO ASK THIS, NONNY! THE FICLET HAS JUST BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT!
Also, the semi-sympathetic portrayal of Christine here is very much a nod to @dixiehellcat and her wonderful Wordsmith verse.
Content Warning: Tony’s orientation is outed without his consent or (much) prior knowledge in this ficlet. Please read with caution or avoid if this is a triggering area for you.)
Ah, yes. I recall the revelation of Stark’s orientation being rather a scandal at the time. Let me show you…
Christine Everhart was not quite the last person Tony expected to see on an otherwise quiet Thursday morning, but she definitely cracked the top ten. SI’s above-board, weapons-free projects were all flourishing, and the Avengers’ last several missions had been flawless, beyond the reproach of even their most cynical critics.
Tony wouldn’t have counted her among that bunch anyway, though she definitely still took every opportunity she could to throw a curveball or two his way. Her last piece had been a thorough and thoughtful dissection of SI’s labour policies, and had ultimately argued that anyone employed by a business owned by an active Avenger deserved hazard pay. Pepper, it turned out, had agreed, and implemented the changes several weeks after the article came out. The two women had even had a one-on-one sit down which he was pretty sure had gone well. (He should really catch up with Pepper sometime soon…)
There was, in short, no reason he could think of for Everhart to burst into his office with a frantic air about her. The woman’s usually flawless hair was tied back in a perilously loose knot that threatened to fall apart any second; she was wearing make up that was smudged and was likely several days old, and instead of her carefully tailored suits she was in a pair of ripped jeans and a t-shirt that looked slightly too big to be her own. He might not have even recognized her if JARVIS hadn’t provided her name when she’d requested access to his personal floor. Before he could even muster a snarky greeting, she was rambling.
“Tony, I didn’t know they what I was looking for. Please, you have to believe me, I would never—”
“Woah, woah, Brown, take a breath and have a seat. You want a drink? Old fashioned, right?” She waved away the offer impatiently.
“Tony, I know that you’re classified as a True submissive. And in just a few hours, so will most of the world.”
That…that, Tony hadn’t been expecting. He’d lived this lie for so long and with such flawless execution that this particular option never even occurred to him anymore when people threatened to expose his secrets (which they did on practically a weekly basis, to be fair.) Ice-cold panic gripped him, the pressure so intense and sudden it felt like it had when he’d first woken up to find half of what had once been his chest cavity taken up by the arc reactor. (Invasive, his insides suddenly on display, he couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe…oh fuck, anything anything but this.)
“I didn’t know, Tony, I would never out someone on purpose. I was chasing down a lead about your college admissions paperwork; something seemed off, and I thought maybe your Father had, I don’t know, forged your test scores, maybe? Tried to make you seem smarter than you really were? By the time I realized what it was I was actually uncovering I stopped, I tried to convince my editor to just drop the story, but she just assigned the piece to a new writer and used everything I’d found. All our work is on a shared drive and I couldn’t remove it in time.”
It wasn’t actually the first time he’d had a reporter come to him like this, feeling the pangs of conscience and begging for forgiveness. In the past, he’d always been able to spin the situation to his advantage, leverage their humanity into something favourable for himself or the company down the line. Doing so now, promising Everhart an exclusive if they broke the news first, or maybe having her come out ahead of the story claiming she’d forged the proof she’d found…the options occurred to him, but it was like having the equivalent of an out-of-body experience in his brain. He registered these thoughts, knew they were the smart and practical things to do, but they felt distant and removed from the terror and utter fury that were dominating all of his more immediate mental processes.
“So what, did you come here to fucking gloat?” he spat. “Or did you want forgiveness, maybe? Want me to tell you it’s just fine you’re about to tear my life apart because you didn’t mean to? That would be a bit rich from the woman who wanted me tarred and feather for the mere act of producing and selling weapons just because I didn’t know how and under what conditions each and every one of them would be used. Well I’m not going to give you absolution, Brown. And your sanctimonious ass has no right coming in here and expecting it.”
“I know.” Pepper and Rhodey were two of the only people who knew that short, declarative statements were one of the only ways to cut through Tony’s rants when he really got going. He was so paranoid in the wake of the imminent threat of exposure that for a moment he wondered if Everhart had been spying somehow. Maybe she had sources closer to him than he even realized? (He’d conduct a hardline sweep of the Tower and every other building he had so much as stepped foot in the second she left.) “I just…I can only give you a couple hours head start, but I thought if there were people in your life who don’t know and who you you would prefer to hear it directly from you, I could at least give you the chance to tell them yourself. I really am sorry, Tony.”
He considered this proposal for all of two seconds after Everhart made a quiet exit. Rhodey and Pepper both knew—Rhodey because of Tony’s disastrous college years, and Pepper because Rhodey had pretty much forced Tony to confide in her once she’d been hired on as his assistant. (He was still pissed about that, but sometimes Tony really needed to kneel or be told he was good, and Pepper always seemed to know. It didn’t feel anything at all like when a Dom would do it, but it staved off the worst of the dep when it got really bad.) The team…if he went to them now, if he took Everhart’s advice and broke it to them personally, he could already predict what would happen. Steve would be quietly concerned, asking questions about Tony’s wellbeing and pretending his True Dom ass didn’t have a vested interest in the answers. Bruce, someone actually informed on the science, would back Steve up, making more pointed inquiries about his hormone levels and other indicators of dep that would be far harder to ignore. Natasha and Thor, though for different reasons, would both be silent in their support. Clint would make a perfectly inappropriate joke, and Coulson would promise any supports Tony needed through SHIELD or outside of it. They’d be kind and understanding and sympathetic and by the end of it Tony would feel so fucking small and worthless that he’d probably leave the damn country and never return.
No, he’d wait this one out in the shop with all the liquor in the Tower, every project he could get his hands on, and the loudest music that JARVIS would permit.
First Kissing Scene of the Infinity Saga
Last Kissing Scene of the Infinity Saga
Uggggggh. I have no words to explain how much I hate it, so I’m going to be using a lot of caps xD.
Like. You can get Harley for Tony’s funeral (which is good by me, gave me a lot of feels, etc.), you put GENERAL FREAKING ROSS THERE (WHY?? In which world does that make sense?? THEY DESPISED EACH OTHER. WASN’T IT A ~PRIVATE FUNERAL??). but NOT CHRISTINE??
After she was instrumental to Tony’s origin story? She was the one who prompted him to put on the armour for his FIRST heroic arc, who goaded him with the pictures, who told him she had actually believed him in the conference (and here I make a pause for my random shippy feels because SHE BELIEVED HIM. MY HEART).
And frankly? The dismissal is 100% because she had sex with Tony, and that made them see her as shallow and unprofessional (because in their minds sleeping with him means she didn’t truly believe in her criticism of him which?? I disagree, and I don’t know how you can sit and watch the rest of the film and still believe that). And Iron Man 2 totally contributed to this by adding her in just for that bs “using Hammer as an in to get to Tony” bs. Like, IMO it was to interview him, period, but still. I really wish her role there had been bigger, that she’d gotten curious about something being off with Tony, etc. But I guess three whole female characters with influence on the plot were just Too Much for one movie RME.
It pisses me off because I love her role so much in Iron Man and, like I say, that bs reading can’t sustain itself with the rest of the film. Her immediate reaction when she woke up in Tony’s house was snooping around, obviously to get some info. And yes, she and Pepper took digs at each other. But her next appearances were a.) in the gala where, as I said, she’s who pushed Tony into his first act as an actual superhero, and b.) the conference at the end, where she, AGAIN, pushed him to step up as Iron Man (the novelization quote on this is great because Tony is thinking about his own speech about transparency etc., WHICH AGAIN, Christine has a hand in…). like. SHE KICK-STARTED THIS FRANCHISE IDEC.
I love the WHIH shorts simply because she’s there (they don’t have much else to offer outside a few funny moments, from what I recall lol), but they’re nowhere near enough. Like I said, I wish she had gotten a bigger part in IM2, and a part at all in IM3, because that would’ve tied it all up. But most of all? I wish she’d been in CACW. That film NEEDED a journalist, IMO, someone that could bring the civilian POV in as an objective a way as possible. Imagine how great she could’ve been there: once again being the one that prompted Tony into action, following their pattern; at the talks, maybe interacting with the rest of the Avengers (I would’ve loved a Christine vs Steve showdown, NEGL xD).
Basically, I think it’s very, very basic sexism (both for the sex and because some people probably just dislike she antagonized Tony at all, period. Whatever. She’s driven AND she’s bitchy, and I freaking love it!); fandom isn’t alone there, because like I say, IM2 contributed. But from what I’ve seen around fandom didn’t need the help, because they dismissed her since IM1 anyway ¬¬
Part five of …
Forgotten members (most of them can be my priceless piece of brocculi)