you were trying to cross the border, right?
i can never face my family again
You ever see something so funny you bypass laughing entirely and go straight for crying?
can i be educated as to why his characterization was wrong?
- "We have orders. We should follow them." Steve. Steve Rogers. Steve "well looks like I have to go behind enemy lines to go save my best friend and company and you can’t tell me otherwise" Rogers. Steve "sixth time is the charm at the carnival recruiting office" Rogers. I’m not buying it, Joss.
- "I get that reference." We all know that Steve was under ice for 70 years, thus he missed a lot. He keeps a notebook of things he should look up, sure, but for him to be like HEY EVERYONE THE OLD GUY GOT THIS doesn’t strike me as believable. It seems like a shoddy shot at comic relief at Steve’s expense. Steve Rogers is the guy who takes the confused look on someone’s face and explains the reference to them, not the guy who points out that he understood it.
- "We need a plan of attack!" because jumping out of an airplane before you get to your destination, while being fired at, and trying to single handedly complete a rescue mission with a handgun and a metal shield is definitely backing this line of thought up.
- “Let’s start with that stick of his. It may be magical…" "is that what just happened" and "seems to be powered by some sort of electricity" remind me of painting Steve as the naive, less intelligent younger brother that everyone gets tired of explaining everything thing to. Steve has a vocabulary. Steve Rogers grew up with electricity. He knows what it is. Steve Rogers also could have just said that it worked like the Hydra weapon, except there are these unnecessary comments to make Steve seem less than everyone else. I hate that whole scene.
- "What’s the matter? afraid of a little lightning?" since when does Steve mock other people like that? Sure, he was smarmy towards the Red Skull ("Nothin’. I’m just a kid from Brooklyn" "So why are you running?") but they’re retaliations. He doesn’t start that sort of thing. That’s Tony’s job.
- The whole “there’s only one God, ma’am” thing. It just seems so proper and Steve isn’t really proper or good with women, especially ones he’s just met. He doesn’t call Peggy ma’am when he’s conversing with her, he fumbles over “dame, woman, agent.” He also doesn’t seem the kind to bring God into things, even when Schmidt was “harnessing the power of the gods.” The whole line/situation irked me, and that just might be more subjective than objective, so you can ignore this point if you think it has too much fallacy in it.
- Steve always comes up one quip short with Tony. Continually. That might just be a nit-picky thing, but I don’t like it. Smart-mouthed Steve Rogers doesn’t keep playing into somebody’s hand the way he does with Tony. Steve is used to bantering with people- with Bucky, with the people who beat him up - he doesn’t back down with “one more wisecrack out of you” or any of that.
If you like Whedon’s characterization of Steve, that’s fine. You are welcome to your opinion, just as I am to mine. I wouldn’t say his characterization is poor more than it is wrong.
what really sucks is when you know you should be doing something but physically cannot bring yourself to do it no matter how important doing that thing is
ERMAHGERD
JEHRN WEHRTSEN
MERLLY HERPER
MERSERS HERDSEN
JERM MEHREHERTEY
MERCRYRFT
LEHRSTRERD
IREHRN AHDLER
AHNDERSERN
DERNERVAN
“Erm a conserlting dertercterve. The ernly one ern the werld. I ernvernted ther jerb.”
“Erm nert a psycerpehth; Erm a hergh-fernctiernerng sercierpehth. Der yer reserch.”
There are a million ways to convey love, and they do not all begin and end in the bedroom. Dean finds those the most intimidating, the most daunting and incredible of all. It is easy, he knows, to love someone for the softness of their skin, or to love them by parts- hair, eyes, smile, legs, breasts. It is easy to love someone for an hour or a day, tangled in bedsheets and dampened in sweat, or driving away from their flat. That is not always love, in the right sense, but Dean isn’t one for knit-picking words. What he has with Castiel is a different sort of love, a love he can’t quite describe or name. He sometimes wonders if there are any words for what they have. But, Castiel loves and is loved beyond all things, and that is the most frightening truth about the kindle between them Dean could ever hope to hold.
Castiel does not know it, but he breathes bravery into Dean with his breath and weaves daring into his spirit with his fingertips. Each day they spend, since their seperation, since Hell and Heaven and Purgatory, the walls of the broken and torn and righteous Dean Winchester are ruined all the more. When they sleep in each other’s arms and wake up tangled with each other’s legs, the thread of malice Dean most fear is woven, undone. Befitting a creature of grace, the angel of the Lord teaches him how to say ‘I love you’ in chaste morning kisses and staying in bed just a few minutes longer to relish in slow and easy breaths. Cas gives him courage, and they love each other with fierce, unmeasured pride. Castiel gives him the bravery broken men need to love.
This is beyond gorgeous, love <3 How do you always manage to write this beautifully?
THIS is how you mashup!!!