#Mackie is the most hilarious person EVER

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I just saw this article and I'm somehow even more disappointed.

But it turns out no one warned Captain America himself that a very personal piece of his history was about to be broadcast to the world. "I laughed my ass off," Ruffalo tells EW. "I'm like, 'Does someone need to talk to Captain America about this?' I haven't. I was afraid he was going to have it cut. Too late now, buddy. The cat's out of the bag."

Like... yes? He would have it cut because it's such bullshit? The fact that Chris who genuinely cares about Steve and who played that character for ten years wouldn't approve should've been an indicator.

Reducing Steve to jokes about his virginity is such a cheap shot. Avoiding that Sam is Captain America is too. I don't even know anymore.

My friend.... this is really funny, because I also just read this article today, and I was all geared up to write a rant about it when you popped into my inbox 😂

This is one of the most asinine articles I've ever read 🤣🤣🤣 and I've read quite a few in regards to certain characters in the MCU.

First to address your point about Chris Evans-- I do feel pretty bad for him. I think he genuinely connected to and cared about Steve Rogers as a character. From the interviews in which he talks about Steve, and particularly Steve's relationship with Bucky, I can tell he really put a lot of thought into Steve's heart and frame of mind, and I think he really made MCU Steve Rogers his. Certainly any new film incarnations of Steve will be measured up against Chris' interpretation, haha.

It's just... I don't think Chris would have wanted Steve to be disrespected like this. Ruffalo himself said he thought Chris would have put a stop to it. So it's distasteful that everyone would just go ahead and make obsessing over Steve's virginity a big part of Jennifer's character while laughing at it all the while. (I can't read Chris Evans' mind-- maybe he doesn't care, though I like to think he does.) As a big fan of Steve, Disney has not failed to disappoint me time after time, and this is just the icing on the cake.

And Sam, our new Captain America! Why does the MCU seem to forget that they have a new Captain America? Is it because they're spending all their energy marketing another Captain? 🤔 You'd think he would be of more note to a Manhattan lawyer's mind since he stopped freedom fighters antifa terrorists from killing the GRC members? Hell the Hollywood Reporter forgot and Chris had to remind them. I do feel bad for Anthony Mackie. 🤦 Silver lining-- at least She Hulk isn't obsessing over Sam's virginity??

And yes, I do agree that reducing Steve to jokes about his ass and virginity are a cheap shot. And it shows how puerile and insipid the MCU has become. They have nothing of note to say and they grab for anything that they think is funny, to the point of making jokes of their most beloved characters. I know they're aiming for the widest audience imaginable, including kids, but that doesn't mean they need to write like high schoolers (though tbh I know fanficcers in high school that write better than these guys). What mature adult honestly gives a such a huge crap about whether or not a (thought to be) deceased public figure and national hero had sex?

The first paragraph had me rolling my eyes already:

Jennifer Walters is the hero we all deserve, because in the very first episode of She-Hulk: Attorney at Law, she finally gets to the bottom of one of Marvel's biggest mysteries: Did Captain America die a virgin?

And it just gets worse.

As She-Hulk continues, viewers can expect to see more hilarious, meta, and, yes, horny moments like this. "The horniness! That stuff is my favorite," Maslany says with a laugh. She loved how Jen is obsessed with Captain America's virginity because "it's the human side of him, the real side, the thing that she would [relate to]."

You're telling me that Jennifer Walters, a lawyer whose opening scene showed her practicing her closing argument for a case against powerful business interests that caused the deaths of innocent people-- that Jennifer Walters, who was standing up for the little guy-- that this strong, compassionate woman, is "obsessed" with Captain America's virginity of all things because it's the "human, real" side of him that she would relate to?? Not the side of him that stood up against bullies at great detriment to his own well-being, even before he had the serum? Not the side of him that curled over a grenade to protect his fellow soldiers? The side that went into a Nazi death camp solo to rescue his best friend (and hundreds of other POWs) when the army left them for dead? The side of him that leveled a Nazi-infested US intelligence agency? The side of him that did exactly what she was shown to be doing right at the beginning of her own show??

I think @luna-rainbow said it best-- "to reduce “the human side of Steve” (or anyone, for that matter) to whether or not they fucked…is seriously superficial, intrusive and just pathetic."

But the actress admits she had no idea this was something Marvel fans have been wondering for years, adding, "I love that that's how everybody's thinking. In that vein of that question, there's a lot more Easter eggs like that throughout the season. There's something later that's a really great moment with a cameo that I won't say what happens, but it's basically like a walk of shame that's really funny."

I shudder to imagine what horrors await us.

And if any fans are wondering how credible Bruce's intel is, the debate can be put to rest: This is officially the true story of how Captain America lost his virginity. "We didn't set out thinking that we were going to be able to answer it," Gao tells EW. "It used to just be a running joke, that it's going to be a lifelong obsession for Jen, that this is the one thing that keeps her awake at night. It actually used to be in the show a lot more, where in every episode there would be some little reminder, like you'd see that her search history was this, and she was always in asides talking to other characters where everybody's reaction was like, 'She's talking about this again.'"

You're kidding me right? Does nobody on this team see how creepy it is for a grown woman to be obsessed lifelong with a dead man's sex life? Compare it to a random male character obsessing every night over whether or not Natasha had been a virgin when she died. And for this to be the thing that keeps her awake at night? Out of all the things she's experienced??

But then Gao got the definitive answer — and permission to use it — from Marvel's mastermind. "It was actually Kevin Feige who said, 'I know the answer. I can tell you. We can do the answer,'" Gao recalls. "And I was like, 'You have the answer, and we can tell everyone?' And he was like, 'Yeah.' So this is Marvel canon. This is straight from Kevin Feige."

SO IT WAS YOU, KEVIN FEIGE!!! Honestly when I read this I almost felt relieved. If it's Feige's own fatuous headcanon, I can ignore it. Why does the status of Steve Rogers' virginity take up so much of his headspace that he feels the need to insert it into a show that has nothing to do with him? And they were going to have it in every episode? Why?! PLEASE tell me they aren't doing that anymore. I don't want anyone in the MCU to ever utter Steve's name again.

#asks answered #she hulk #she hulk critical #steve rogers #kevin feige is such a creep #marvel meta #chris evans #disney keep steve rogers' name out of your mouth 2022 #long post #kevin feige stop creeping on steve 2022 #kevin feige goes to bed at night rubbing his hands and cackling about how he can ruin more beloved characters #mcu

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#I LOVE MY BOYS SO MUCH #look at themmm!!! #Mackie is the most hilarious person EVER #why does anyone try anymore #and seb is a sweetheart #mack attack #seabass #bbies

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Is There Something There - Tom Holland

During an interview that you were doing with Tom for Endgame press, some of the questions catch you both off guard and one leads to you two talking about something you’ve both been feeling about each other.

A/N: I’m going to be honest. I don’t really like this one because I already feel like I use a lot of dialogue as a writer and this is an interview so there is a lot of dialogue, but I also like the story here so that why I decided to post it. Also, it’s my first Tom fic so I hope you all enjoy and feedback is greatly appreciated!

Warnings: some curse words

Word Count: 4.1k+  

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“I can’t believe you didn’t know who Obadiah Stane was,” you giggled with Tom as you two left the room you had just been in doing an interview to head to another one in a few minutes.

“He asked what an Obadiah Stane was, so I thought it was a thing, not a person,” he defended, his smile stretching as his words brought you more laughter.

“I’m sure Robert would love to know that his little buddy didn’t even know the name of the villain in the first Iron Man movie,” you teased Tom while he chuckled along with you. “But I will give you the infinity stones question. All I could remember was the reality stone and the time stone, but you rattled off the first five in a matter of seconds and then the last one came to your mind shortly after. It was impressive.”

“Thank you, thank you,” he stated sarcastically with a bow and a tip of his head. “You know what was funny? When you said Sebastian would be a bad baby name. That was hilarious,” he brought up before dying of laughter again at the joke you made earlier in the interview.

“Yeah, and I can guarantee you that he said my name too when they asked him which MCU name would be the worst as well,” you told him while laughing along with him.

“This is it I think,” the man who had been leading you to your next interview announced to you both before opening the door.

“Ladies first,” Tom said to you while holding a hand out to show you the way. You playfully rolled your eyes at the dork you had been paired with for the day as you walked into the room.

It was no secret that Tom Holland could not keep his mouth shut when he needed to. He just gets too excited and has to tell someone. He along with Ruffalo were terrible secret keepers and when it came to interviews, they had to do them with someone who could pay attention to them and catch them before they slip up. Benedict got paired with Mark and you obviously were with Tom.

“Good morning you two! I imagine you both have been very busy today,” the woman who would be conducting the interview asked when you and Tom walked over to her and got settled in your spots on the couch after you each shook her hand.

“Yes ma’am, we have been busy, but it has been loads of fun I would say,” Tom responded first while he got comfortable on the couch and stretched his arm to lay against the back of it before you nodded your head in agreement at his previous statement.

“Super fun especially since we get to do it together,” you spoke to the lady before meeting the dashing brown eyes of your partner for the day.

“She’s just saying that because she has to be with me. She actually hates me,” Tom teased while you rolled your eyes at him.

“I do not hate him. Does he get a little aggravating from time to time? Yeah, but I don’t hate him,” you played along with the boy’s joke as he chuckled lightly at you.

“Wait, y/n has to be with you, Tom?” the interviewer inquired, her eyebrows drawing together in confusion as to why you were forced to be with him. She probably thought it was a little weird that you, the actress who plays Guardian of the Galaxy Willa Adler, and Tom, the actor of Peter Parker who was also known as Spider-Man, were doing press for Endgame together. If she saw Infinity War, she knew you were both onscreen together a good bit in that movie, but still she most likely was wondering why you were not doing interviews with Chris Pratt like you normally were since he played your older brother figure in the past few Marvel films you have done.

“Well, yeah, someone has to be with me because I can’t keep my mouth shut and y/n is good at telling when I’m about to say something I shouldn’t, so she is here to help me not spill the beans on anything,” Tom laughed while a slight blush of embarrassment dusted across his cheeks.

“Yeah, I have been told I’m good at reading people and we’ve become really good friends lately, so I guess I better at reading him than some of the others. I don’t know. I think it’s funny that he has to be with someone, or he’ll spill all the information on everything,” you giggled as you responded to the question too.

“Oh well, I guess it’s good you two have been paired together and later on I’ll have some questions specifically for the both of you. Anyway, I spoke with Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan and that pair,” she paused for a chuckle, “They like to tease you two, don’t they?” As soon as she mentioned their names, you both knew where the question was headed and you and Tom both nodded towards the woman.

“Yeah, we have quite the rivalry with those two, don’t we?” Tom led the answer for you to continue.

“Yes, but it’s all out of love,” you reassured the interviewer while you all shared a laugh.

“It’s all love, for sure. I think it’s because we are the youngest and easiest to pick on because we take the jokes well and we’ll shoot them right back. I find it funny how it's them against us. We will tease them and they’ll tease us, but at the same time, we split it up and it’ll be me and Mackie going at each other, and y/n and Stan will pick on each other quite a bit. It’s like the big brothers teasing their younger siblings and they each have their favorite one to pick on. I love it. I find it so hilarious,” Tom told the woman, a chuckle falling past his lips.

“Especially the juice box joke,” you laughed. “That one is my favorite.”

“Juice box joke?” she asked, her emerald eyes dancing between you and Tom while you both wore huge smiles on your faces from all the laughing you both had been doing.

“Yeah, Mackie likes to joke and say that ‘I need my juice boxes or I’ll go crazy without them’ that I need the sugar or something,” Tom expressed using air quotes with his fingers to show Anthony’s words. “They say I need juice boxes and y/n needs water bottles.”

“Why’s that?” the lady quizzed at the second part of his sentence as a light laugh escaped her mouth. You audibly groaned, knowing which story was about to come up next.

“She forgets to drink water sometimes and then she’ll get dehydrated and when we’re shooting harder scenes or if there’s a lot of light on her and it gets hot, then it doesn’t end well,” Tom told the interviewer honestly before she looked to you to continue or confirm his statements.

“It was one time and I just forget to drink water sometimes. I’m okay,” you reassured before taking a sip of water from the glass next to you.

“One time?” the blonde woman inquired further. You loved doing these interviews, but at times the people conducting them tended to be a little pushy and don’t pick up on the hint that you don’t want to share this story. You knew she wasn’t going to give so you spoke.  

“Tell the story, Tom,” you instructed with a sigh before turning in your chair to face him better. His hand still rested on the back of the couch behind you and he brought it down slightly to rub at the top of your back and play with your hair a little, a friendly and comforting gesture that you were very thankful for at the moment as he was about to share one of your more embarrassing experiences.

“Okay, so you know that scene in Infinity War where the Guardians, Strange, Tony, and I are in that spaceship and the Guardians are coming at us because they think we’re with Thanos?” When she nods her head, Tom continues with the story.

“Well, that particular day, y/n forgot to drink basically anything and in the makeup and suits and stuff, it gets really hot. It’s the scene where Willa has Peter Parker in a chokehold and Peter Quill has a gun to my head. So, when we were shooting that, y/n has her arms around my neck, not tightly obviously. She’s not actually trying to choke me, but you can feel it, you know. So, as I said, she wasn’t holding me tightly, but I felt her arms loosen from around me before she was supposed to, and she leaned against me a little.” The interviewer let out a slight gasp before looking at you and you nodded towards her, letting her know his words were true.

“I turned my head and asked her if she was okay, but she just nodded her head. She didn’t say anything, just nodded her head, and right then I knew something was wrong just by looking at her. I turned around and grabbed her before she fell and sat down with her. Chris came as well and was checking on her while Benedict and Robert went to get help and some water. But we got her some water, and she was good to go shortly after.”

“That must’ve been scary for the both of you,” she commented while her widened eyes jumped from yours to the set of honey brown ones to your left.

“It was honestly one of the scariest days on set for me,” Tom added before looking to you, his fingers still switching from rubbing small circles into your neck and twirling your hair between them.

“I was in and out of it, so I don’t remember much. All I remember is leaning against him and him helping me down. It was more embarrassing to me and I hate thinking about it, but now I will never get to forget about it because Anthony and Seb won’t ever let me live it down,” you told the woman with a small laugh which she joined in on along with Tom.

“Your characters both have this relationship with someone older than you that you look up to, Peter Parker with Tony Stark and Willa Adler with Peter Quill. How was it for you both to do your death scene in Infinity War with those people?” she asked you and Tom. Tom looked to you for you to start off the question so you do.

“Both Willa and Peter have had it rough as far as a mentor or someone who can really help guide them in life because they keep losing them. Peter lost his parents when he was younger, then his uncle, and then he disintegrates in Tony’s arms. Willa lost a lot of people in a short amount of time. Quill and Willa were both taken by Yondu at different times for their own good to save them from their terrible fathers, so she didn’t have anyone to look up to on Earth. Then she lost Yondu and feared she lost Quill when things with Ego went down. Then in Infinity War when they are all trying to take the gauntlet off Thanos, she finds out that she lost Gamora, the only girl Willa has ever had by her side, so that breaks her even further. Then after the snap, she watches all of her found family turn to dust around her. She watches Quill turn to ashes right before she can get to him and then she tries to run to Nebula who is the only person she has left before she goes with the rest of them. Right after that, we watch Peter and Tony hold each other and Peter goes so the scene overall is a terribly sad one. It took a lot of emotion for both of us I think.”

“Yeah, like she said, both of them have experienced great loss. Peter is a little more used to it while Willa loses someone before she’s done grieving the last person she lost. She definitely had to put a lot more emotion into it, but Willa is also the kind of person who holds her emotions in. You can see in that scene she was talking about, Willa tried to hold it in when she found out about Gamora but started to break down as she saw everyone she loved dissipate into nothing. Peter was emotional of course and he didn’t want to go like he just saw everyone around him do but at least he went out in the arms of someone he loves and looks up to a lot,” Tom added to your explanation with his own.

“I would say that scene after the snap with you two is the saddest in my opinion. So, to lighten the mood a little, there is a lot of talk about the family feel that the cast has, and the people wanted to know if that is true?” she asked as she flipped through her cards.

“Yes!” you immediately agreed.

“Of course, we all get along and it is super fun especially in films like these where we get to be together. Peter got to be with Iron Man, Doctor Strange, and the Guardians of the Galaxy and it was amazing filming with everybody. I loved it, didn’t you?” Tom pushed the question over to you.

“Yeah, it was super fun. I always get to film with a large group of people, but I got to film with Chris Hemsworth and then later on with RDJ and Benedict and Tom. It was great to work with so many amazing people,” you commented while you shifted in your seat a little, trying to get comfortable again.

“Mackie and Stan are like our annoying older brothers as I said earlier,” Tom mentioned with a light chuckle.

“Yeah,” you giggled before continuing with his analogy. “RDJ, Evans, and Hemsworth are like the fathers, the founding fathers really since they’ve been there since the beginning. Umm, Pratt and Rudd are the funny uncles. Elizabeth, Zoe, Karen, Scarlett, and Danai are the cool aunts. And then you’ve got people like Benedict, Chadwick, Pom, Letitia, and Tom who are absolute sweethearts. Everyone is just super cool and fun and sweet, and we couldn’t ask for a better group of people to work with.” The lady awed at your words while Tom’s eyes softened at them.

“That was really sweet, y/n, and you are amazing to work with as well,” he grinned as he spoke which you returned him on as well while you nodded at him. His hand shifted down to your shoulder and he kept it there, something you didn’t mind at all. “Everything she said was spot on and everyone we get the opportunity to work with is awesome and they’re great people. I couldn’t have said it better myself.”

“Do you think your characters will appear onscreen together in the future?” the interviewer questioned before she looked up from her card to the both of you.

“Um, I’ll take this one,” you said to both of them, but mainly to Tom so he knew he wouldn’t have to add anything or spoil anything without knowing it. “So, Peter normally protects Queens, and Willa’s territory is all of outer space. In Infinity War, you saw that Peter’s experience in space wasn’t the best and Willa had a terrible life on Earth though she didn’t know it at the time because she was so young when Yondu took her. I don’t see them crossing paths again in the future if everything gets ‘fixed’ like everyone is hoping for, but if another space titan comes to destroy half of all living things or something big like that, then yeah maybe you’d see Willa and Peter onscreen again, but I don’t think it is likely,” you told the woman as she nodded her head.

“Marvel is full of surprises though, so you never know what is going to happen,” Tom added, earning a laugh from you since you knew firsthand how true the statement was.

“The fans love seeing you two together and you both clearly have good chemistry so what is it like working with one another?” the blonde asked before pushing some fallen hair behind her ear.

“I’ll go first,” Tom stated as he turned a bit in his seat and smiled your way. You playfully rolled your eyes, getting ready for him to completely roast your ass.

“She’s mean, a total diva, a drama queen,” he started listing off several false claims before busting out laughing at your pouting face. “I’m kidding,” he chuckled while he leaned over to grab your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“No, go on. I’m thinking about teaming up with Mackie and Seb and all three of us can rip you to shreds,” you sarcastically smiled at him before you dropped the grin and shot him a death glare.

“Okay maybe I wasn’t lying about the mean part,” he joked causing you to smile again. His brown eyes lit up at the sight and he finally continued with answering the question.

“No, but for real, she is amazing, as a person and as an actress. Every time I watch her, I am reminded of how phenomenal of an actress she is. You all have seen the gag reels of me and how I can’t keep a straight face if my life depended on it, but I watched her and the person she was filming with slipped up. She kept a straight face until they started laughing so she started laughing too. If that was me, I would’ve started laughing before anyone even messed up. And even when she’s feeling poorly, she performs so well. Y/n is so incredible to watch and work with. She is truly a great person and an even better friend. I’m glad we have each other to lean on when we get teased for being the youngest out of everyone,” he chuckled after literally just melting your heart. You leaned over to wrap your arms around his torso, his arm going around your back to rest his hand on your side.

“That was really sweet, Tom,” you whispered while giving him a little squeeze before pulling away from him. He did not remove his arm from around you though, so you scooted closer to make it more comfortable for you both.

“He may say my acting is good, but I’ve got to brag on his as well. He is so good at improvising and going with the flow of things. I am a very ‘follow the lines and stick to the script’ kind of person, but his improv makes his scenes and character so much better. That may be because he is basically Peter Parker in real life so when the cameras are rolling, it is truly interesting to see. He lights up any room he walks into and makes every day easier when we are working. He is a delight to work with and just generally be around and I’m glad we’re friends.”

“Thanks y/n,” he grinned down at you and you smiled right back.

“How is he like Peter Parker in real life?” the woman further inquired as she adjusted herself in her seat to sit more comfortably.

“For one, he is a major dork,” you started before snickering at Tom’s furrowed brows and stuck out lip.

“You just said all that nice stuff and then called me a dork,” he huffed and turned his head from you. He dramatically removed his arm from around and placed his hand in his lap.

“Oh, come on. You know it’s true,” you told him to which he sighed.

“Yeah, it’s true,” he gave in before nodding at the interviewer.

“So, there’s that,” you continued to answer the question. “He’s a little awkward, but in a charming and lovable way. He cannot keep a secret at all. There’s probably more, but that’s all I can think of right now. Everybody loves Peter Parker and everyone loves Tom Holland. I mean it when I say they are the same person.”

“So, there is a good bit of speculation of a budding romance between the both of you and the people want to know if there is something there,” she stated before playing with the rings on her fingers.

Before you could open your mouth to deny the suspicion, Tom grabbed your hand in his, interlacing his fingers with yours. A blush crept up on your cheeks when he placed his lips against the back of your hand.

“Do you want to tell her, babe?” he asked as he shot you a wink, the small act telling you it was a joke. The growing grin on his face told you his actions were false as well, but you couldn’t help how your heart fell that it was all a lie. You once again rolled your eyes at the boy who held your hand.

“You can tell her, sweetheart,” you giggled while Tom held your hand in both of his and you leaned your head on his shoulder.

“Y/n and I have been in a relationship for a little while now and that relationship has been completely platonic and we are just friends,” he laughed as he placed your hand back in your own lap. You would be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t miss the feeling of his hand in yours, but now was not the time to think about that.

“Yeah guys, we’re only friends,” you chuckled, making eye contact with the camera that was filming the whole thing while you lifted your head from its previous resting place on his shoulder. “Nothing more.”

Later after the interview, you and Tom are walking to the car that was going to take you both back to your hotel and the events of earlier kept circling through your mind. The way it felt to have his arm around you and you leaning into his side. You craved that feeling. His hand in yours and his lips pressed to the back of it. You wanted more of that. Just being with him, you strived to have more moments with him, but you always thought that it was because you were really good friends and you liked having his presence near. However, you feared that you were into something more that he was not going to be interested in.

“You did good with the whole dating joke. That was funny,” you giggled lightly as you bumped his shoulder while walking by his side.

“Hopefully, you didn’t think it was too funny,” he mumbled, his own eyes widening at his slight confession. Your eyebrows drew together in confusion and your feet stopped moving forward.

“What?” you spoke the only word that was running through your mind at the moment. Tom stopped walking as well and turned to face you.

“I kinda liked holding your hand and I kinda like you,” he stated sheepishly, his gorgeous brown eyes looking everywhere but at you.

“What are you saying, Tom?” you asked, knowing exactly what he was saying but you wanted to be sure. He stepped forward a bit and took your hand in his, interlocking your fingers just as he did before.

“I’m saying that I like you, y/n, and I want to be with you. We can just try it out for a little bit?” he asked more than stated.

“You mean we can try out being together?”

“Yeah, we can keep it quiet until we’re sure and then if you want, we can go public with it. I was not lying when I said I love working with you. It wasn’t because you’re great to work with because you are. It was because you are great to be with. So maybe we try this out and see how things work with us while we do press and see how things work after this when we are separate and doing our own thing. We can go from there and see if this is something we want to continue or announce?” he questioned nervously while his eyes finally locked with yours. The corners of your mouth turned upwards in a huge grin, happy to be hearing what you had wished to hear for a while now.

“I’d love to be with you, Tom,” you gushed, grinning ear to ear.

“Well, that’s great, babe,” he chuckled after using the nickname he called you earlier. His other hand slid around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You felt his breath fan over your lips before he closed the space between you two.

“But you know that Mackie and Seb are going to pick on us about this too right?” you reminded him when you pulled away slightly and he giggled.

“Yeah, we’re never going to hear the end of it.”

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TFATWS episode 1 rewatch commentary

The first scene was so beautiful. I loved that we didn't start directly with the fight sequence. It feels way closer to the quiet beginning of CATWS and I love it so much.

The title is also SO NEAT, music's on point too but hey it’s Henry Jackman the one thing I’m sure it’s going to be great overall is the score.

The choreography is AMAZING, really well shot. Sam shielding himself with only one wing was MA-JES-TIC.

“WHAT'S UP” EXACTLY SAM EXACTLY

I did feel so uncomfortable in regards to the military aspect of it. Not that I was expecting anything else, but both here and in Captain Marvel the military we're good guys < 3 propaganda is so blatant and ugh:/ At least there wasn’t a literal recruitment spot like with CM. 

The yellow filter in the Tunisia scene BYE please stop with the yellow filters 2k21

"I've been working with the Air Force for six months now" So, did Sam even catch a break at all after Endgame? Or did he just throw himself to work like SOMEONE did after being iced for 70 years. Hmmm? Sam????

"Essentially, these people, they want a world that's unified without borders" OH NO! HOW AWFUL, how evil of these bad guys smh

Joaquin: SO about Steve

Sam: :)))))) nope

"Moon stuff" SAAAM

#1 cry with Sam's speech, full on chills.. Fuck. Me. His voice about to break before saying thank you bYE.

Shady politician: "It was the right decision" (FUCKKKKK YOUUU)

Rhodey: *press any key to doubt *

I need someone to analyze the different curation of the two exhibits pretty please

NOT THE PHOTO POST-AZZANO JFC. That photo is my weakness, Bucky sweetie (also I find hilarious that usually when there are articles about Stucky and/or #givecaptainamericaaboyfriend they aaaalways use that photo LMAO)

In case someone wants to read the transcription of the texts about Bucky: "In 1944, while on a mission to thwart a Hydra weapon transport in the Alps, Barnes was thrown from a train and believed to have been killed in action. It wasn't until 2014, over seventy years later, that it was revealed that Barnes was alive, having been found by Hydra operatives. Captain America himself (i can't read) the effort to bring Barnes in only to later aid in a escape from custody having been convinced of his innocence. Steve's loyalty to his old friend, coupled with his refusal to sign the Sokovia Accords, led to the dissolution of the Avengers and drove the Captain into hiding with other like-minded Avengers including Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, and Sam Wilson. The current whereabouts of Barnes remains unknown, habing been labeled a fugitive following his escape from custody."

"current wherabout unknown" but not the government, interesting. Also, pretty good summary of CACW from the public's perspective, although one of the things I always wanted to see explored was the public's reaction of the fallout of them going into hiding after Civil War (which I'm hoping we'll get to see a little bit of in Black Widow).

Interesting point about the 70 years without having Captain America. Clearly the sacrifice play wasn't enough this time to fuel the nationalism so they went with a squeaky clean John Walker instead.

Sam saying the shield belongs to Steve I'm going to cry now excuse me. Sam. Sam sweetie.

The No. 1 Captain America comic in the display ugH fuck yes

See this is how you do a cameo that has actual meaning. Thank god for Malcolm Spellman being a competent writer. That scene was so well written.

HAVE YOU PRAISED ANTHONY MACKIE'S PERFORMANCE TODAY?? Holy shit that last shot fucked me up.

I'm loving the use of the wide shots, especially in the flashback. The camera movements are in synch with The Soldier's state of mind and mission focus, so good.

EVERYONE STAND UP FOR THE NATIONAL ANTHEM aka The Winter Soldier theme composed by Henry Jackman.

Without a doubt the most brutal TWS fight scene there has been, People involved in Punisher and John Wick are involved in this and it SHOWS. 

For the record, still stands that the only time we've seen him chocking someone with his right hand instead of the metal arm remains the Maria Stark assasination. I know it's probably because of blocking and the way the shot was composed but the implications are still bone chilling. God.

Uhhmmmm I'm very ambivalent about the "Hail Hydra". On one hand, it was 100% fanservice and the internet is probably going to go insane over it, and the dead way Sebastian Stan delivered the line. Good shit. Buuut what I love about CATWS is the way Bucky never, ever ever, mouths Hydra rethoric, and even when Pierce tries to gaslight him with it, it's just an empty effort. The Winter Soldier isn't doing anything because of ideological loyalty to Hydra, even if it's product of brainwashing, it's just sheer dehumanization. They don’t need him to say the words because he’s just An Asset. There are people who have put it more eloquently but yeah, I rather go with the fanon interpretation of that aspect.

The music growing louder with the shot of the keys. GOD.

I'm fine this is fine.

#2 cry with the therapy scene of fucking course.

The government monitoring Bucky is noooot going to end well lmao.

"We need to know that you're not gonna * slowmo stabbing motions *

Bucky: * nodding along slowly * 

I laughed out loud.

"It's passive agressive" I love him.

The way this scene just sucker punched me in the face, made me weep and then had me cracking up. Amazing.

Therapist: You can't do anything illegal

Bucky: yup yup check checkity check. What IS considered illegal tho?

*aggresive tablet finger pressing *

"Then why isn't it rule number one?" Bucky your Steve is showing.

I love the close up shot. I'll keep saying it. It's so good.

"I'm James Bucky Barnes" yeah you are🥺

That smile is nightmare fuel LMFAO I love it.

Uhm the way I'm kinning Bucky it's not funny anymore damn

That whole “are you lashing out at me” rambling is really reminiscent of the bar scene in CATFA and how he lashed out at Steve after Peggy left. Uhm yeah fuck.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT?" "Peace"

"That is UTTER BULLSHIT" "You're a terrible shrink"

yeah ugly crying to ugly laughing speedrun for me

"You're free" "To do what?" jesus. That entire scene. #3 and #4 and #5 cries for moi.

Ugh that Brooklyn shot. Someone needs to do a gifset compairing it to the one in CATFA asap.

"It's like Monique but it's got a "U" in there for uniqueness" "That's absurd" LMAO

"You can't keep fighting with your neighbors" uHM * redacted redacted i'm shifting into 1940s mode abort abort *

"Nobody passed 90" "So young. Such a shame" FGADHGA

🥺🥺 yes flex those flirting skills good for you

"It's a dance to this things. You can't… you gotta warm up and I haven't danced since 1943. Feels like." #6 cry I completely broke down into tears with that.

This Yori storyline is going to punch me in the face with a metal fist. Great!

The TWS theme when he looks at Yori fuuuuuck.

GREAT LET'S GO TO LOUISIANA THAT WAS GETTING HEAVY.

Those shots of Sam in the car. Immaculate. Showstoping. Yes.

Marvel, what if instead of promoting the military industrial complex you put a lot of publicity about cars?

"Uncle Sam!" LMAO subtle.

Everyone trying to have the wings lmao same.

I've only had Sarah for a day but etc. Brooklyn 99 meme

Good mirroring about Steve and Sam family's legacy. Good shit. Goooood shit.

Sam is trying so hard ouch my heart. I can't imagine how painful the scene with them reuniting must have been. He 100% still feels a lot of guilt about being gone for those 5 years (and even longer before that).

"Maybe it is time for us to move on" uuuuuuuuuuh

"To the rescue" "Always" 🥺🥺 i love them so much already

That shot outside the restaurant is so beautiful. Can't wait to see the night scenes in Madripoor tbh.

"I tried the whole online dating thing. It's pretty crazy". Uhm well that is something that Bucky Barnes has now said. In canon. Damn.

"It's a lot" "You sound like my dad" LMAO

Every Bucky fanfic trope speedrun with this scene

"Wow you really can drink" OH you have no idea

Just realized we don't even know her name, well.

"You have any siblings?" "I have a sister" THE WAY I SCREECHED. We're definitely getting Becca

Well that escalated quickly. The important thing is to try?

I can't deal with this BUCKY SWEETIE #8 cry right there fuck

The wardrobe department is KILLING IT, there's such a difference between the outfits of the shows vs how ugly and generic it usually is.

"ThEre is NO such thiNg as on time. You're either EARLY or LATE . picK One" lmao the way he delivered that line

At first I thought the flag smashers had thrown two cars out of a window LMAO

"I don't know how jurisdiction works here, but I'mma have to place you under arrest" uhm yikes. The way they changed Joaquín Torres backstory to just random army nice guy #1 is not sitting well with me, what can I say.

Sam's wings motions I LOVE HIM YOUR HONOR

Fuuuuck this guy.

"Funny how thing's always thighten around us" "Look, I'm on your side. After all, he's a hero". This script is C R I S P as hell, great fucking job.

"I don't care, I'm not gonna quit" "What are you trying to prove? And who you trying to prove it to" SHIT HSIT SHIT!!! UGH amazing. Look it's not necessary to say the show's questions out loud but how they flow between the conversations is still very satisfactory without feeling in your face about it. Inner conflicts have been set up fucking perfectly everyone * claps *

Ugh here we fucking go.  I knew this was how the episode was going to end but my stomach still dropped like a rollercoster. God.

The score is on point. Damn. Damn.

God, Sam.🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

The captain america franchise's visuals in the credits are always so amazing.

Also, does anybody know why Mackie isn't first in the billing?  Uhm what's that about?

ANYWAY CONCLUSION THAT EPISODE WAS SO FUCKING GOOD LIKE HOLY SHIT. I love them so much. The balance between the personal conflicts and the political aspect (although the military aspect is still very much yikes) was on point and it was overall a joy to watch.

#tfatws #tfatws spoilers #i'm so happy rn #sorry for the ramblings i just wanted to have it all written down #sam wilson #bucky barnes #captain america #tfatws commentary

[buckypascal]

did you watch the variety interview where Seb said he has attachment issues with Mackie and had to make sure he’d be on the call with him bc he didn’t want to be alone? 😭

I haven't seen it but I saw gifs of that part and ohmygod if that isn't the cutest thing in the entire world 😭😭😭

I so wish we'd gotten to see TFATWS press tour with them together in person because the two of them create the most hilarious and adorable moments ever.

#ask #anon

[anobscurename]

ocean eyes – chris evans

previous part: PART XIII — masterlist

concept: a celebratory trip to the hamptons results in an altercation the first night you're there. the slowest of slow burns. part fourteen of many.

pairing: chris evans x reader // chris evans x respect women juice

word count: 2,8k

warnings: tw:sexual harrassment (drunken creeps are creepy), homophobic slurs (they're also assholes), angst

author's note: this one goes out to @fangirlovestuff as promised :) the next part will be coming shortly! we on some double upload weirdness, to make up for my disappearance basically the whole of yesterday

"Um, no... Really, I couldn't."

Lily pouted. Even when she pouted, she was beautiful. "Why not?"

"I don't want to intrude, really, you guys go and have fun. It's the Hamptons after all."

"But everyone's coming! Please?"

"I don't know..."

"For Chris? Would you do it for Chris?"

You cast a tentative glance to the man in question, currently in the midst of a tug-of-war with Dodger, barely paying your conversation any attention. If only they knew you'd do anything for Chris. "He is the worst bargaining chip you could've ever even thought of using."

"How about for me?" She jokingly batted her long, long lashes, an enchanting smile gracing her lips. "I won't take no for an answer, and Sebastian will be there."

"Sebastian?" You rolled your eyes at the suggestive arch of her brows. They were under the impression you and Sebastian were involved, somehow. You picked subconsciously at the scars on the palm of your hand, entirely healed and almost faded into nothing now.

"It would mean so much to us. You're such a big part of Chris' life, one of his best friends, and–"

"Alright!" You snapped. Quickly masking your irritation with a laugh, you repeated yourself, softer this time. "Alright, I'll come."

She clapped happily, giving no indication of having been taken aback or even mildly offended at you having practically yelled at her. Guilt pitted yourself in your stomach. You wanted to dislike her, but not only was she exceptionally beautiful, she was also incredibly nice. Beyond nice. Serial killers weren't even that nice. And it wasn't her fault that she was basically Jesus trapped in the body of a supermodel, and it wasn't her fault for Chris loving her – because honestly, it wasn't hard loving her – it was just that it was so fucking difficult at times when people kept calling you his friend. Chris' friend.

It would be so much easier to hate someone deserving of it, but you just couldn't. Because both of them were so beautiful and... nice.

Perfectly matched in every way you and Chris were not.

So you decided to go to the Hamptons beach house because why not?

What's the worse that could happen?

———————

This was the worse that could happen.

You had arrived at beach house Anthony had rented a little later that day, when the sun was making it's slow decent to kiss the horizon.

And the frenzy to all get ready to go out was nothing short of chaotic.

You were tired from the plane, and irritated from having been sat – with little to no form of escape – in the same row as Chris and Lily. It wasn't necessarily a long flight, but a second felt like hours when you put yourself through that kind of agony.

But you'd made up your mind after the gala to get over this little crush on Chris. Nothing good was going to come of it, and you tried to spare yourself further heartache and broken glass.

Easier said than done.

Anthony and Sebastian did not mirror your mood. On the contrary, they were still riding the high of finally wrapping the filming on Falcon and The Winter Soldier, and this was their celebration weekend. And they were going all out for it.

The house was lavish, no expense spared. And when you'd arrived, Anthony had opened his suitcase right in the kitchen, and began stocking the fridge with the champagne he'd packed in there, cushioned by his clothes.

You had briefly wondered why he had brought such a large suitcase for such a short trip, but as you watched the fifth bottle disappear into the icebox, your questions were answered.

"Why the long face?"

Anthony didn't even have to look at you to know you were standing there, bags having been dropped off in your room before joining him.

"Do I really have to come out tonight?" You whined. You hated how bratty you sounded, but you would much rather stay in the house alone for the night than go out with Chrily. You knew Sebastian and Anthony would be there too – Scarlett was also supposed to come, but she had other duties to attend to, being a mother – but you knew no matter how great they were at making you feel better, you would spend most of the night moody and brooding. And you didn't want to ruin their night with your personal issues.

You were being selfless for selfish reasons.

"Is that even a question?" Anthony was mid-stock with the final bottle of champagne when he looked at you. The inside of the fridge looked like a Moët & Chandon ad, with Anthony Mackie as the ambassador. "You're coming out if it kills me."

"But why?" You groaned.

"Because everything is more fun with you there, and besides... It wouldn't feel like a celebration without our best girl."

"Fine. I'll come," you rolled your eyes, turning to head out. "Need to shower first."

And then you heard the champagne bottle shake, the cork popping and suddenly, you were drenched in a spray of Moët. Over the sound of frothing bubbles, Anthony called out to you. "No need!"

And that was why – despite scrubbing your skin almost raw and lathering your hair to the point of chemical burn – you sat there, on the barstool, smelling faintly like expensive alcohol.

"I hate you," you muttered under your breath to Anthony as you and him had taken it upon yourselves to get the next round of drinks for the table.

He chuckled, struggling to grab a bartender's attention. "No, you don't."

"You're right, I don't. I'll always love you. But that doesn't mean I have to like you right now."

"Love me, huh?" Anthony arched a brow. "Now, was that so hard to say?"

"What?"

"It's not me you should be saying that to. You know that."

You knew what he meant, and a heavy sigh vacated your lungs. "You know it's not the same. You're family. With him... It's different."

"I think this is the first time you've ever admitted it out loud."

And it dawned on you that he was right. You had never let yourself properly admit it, even inwardly. The words had maybe flowed from the tip of your pen onto the pale pages of your journal – the only catharsis you found lately – but you never read those entries back, abandoning them to be lost in a sea of random thoughts, forgotten.

It didn't give you a sense of relief, saying the words. Not even slightly. If anything, they filled you up with dread.

"Don't," you rolled your eyes. "I'm over it. Or at least I'm getting there."

"Hey," he shrugged in placation. "Relax. It's not my confession to make."

Being an ex-cocktail waitress had its perks as you made your way back to the table, slipping easily past people with the tray of shots you had retrieved. You were speedy and efficient, even in your heels.

Anthony, on the other hand...

Beer bottles slotted between each finger, he was having much more difficulty getting by. And once you'd set the shots down at the table, not a drop spilled, Anthony's shirt was spattered with beer, hands slick with it.

As you plopped into the seat beside Sebastian, making him shift over in the booth to make more room for Anthony, he gave you a strained smile.

"I don't know how the fuck you put up with them," Seb whispered to you. "They're so lovey-dovey, it's unbearable."

"Just grin and bear it," you whispered back.

"What are you two giggling about over there?" Chris grinned from across the booth. It wasn't a very convincing grin, but you didn't dwell on it. No more allowing Christopher Robert Evans to occupy your mind.

"Just how Mackie would make a terrible waiter," you shrugged, sending the man in question a quick cheeky smirk.

"Oh, haha, very funny," he flicked some beer at you from his soaked fingertips. "I'd make a fabulous waitress and you know that."

You shied away from the alcohol droplets, laughing. "No! Not again!"

Chris took in his appearance. "Jesus, Ant. Is there even any beer left for us? Or are you wearing it all?"

"Wow, you're all hilarious," he rolled his eyes, finally dropping into the booth. "I didn't know I was out with a bunch of comedians tonight. Did I walk onto a sitcom set? Is this a sketch? Whose turn is it next? Seb? Lily?"

You all took turns making jokes and taking jibes at Anthony's lacklustre bottle service, which was only put to rest once the Falcon actor huffed and proclaimed that "you could all go get your own damned drinks."

As the night wore on, you found yourself gravitating towards the dancefloor. Honestly, you just couldn't be in the booth anymore. You knew getting over him was going to be a slow process, but some part of you had hoped that it would be an immediate and simple thing: just falling out of your pathetic little crush.

But it really wasn't, and so you were on the dancefloor. Regrettably alone. Chris and Lily were still in the booth, and the other couple – Anthony and Seb – were absolutely enthralled by a vintage pinball machine lurking in the back of the bar.

Every now and then, you would hear one whoop for joy as they beat the other's high score, only for the competitive nature of their activity to take over for another redemption round.

As you lost yourself in the music, it wasn't long before you attracted the attention of a drunken creep. You didn't use that term lightly, but this one was truly deserving.

You had felt eyes on you, and immediately found who they belonged to. Just to be polite, you had smiled at him, before continuing your dancing.

And then, taking it as an invitation, he sidled up to you, and clammy hands slithered over your waist, pulling your back to him with a strong, commanding grip. Your stomach lurched, uncomfortable with the fast rising intensity of the situation.

"You look so fuckin' good tonight, baby," he slurred into your ear, swaying on his feet. Alcohol was thick on his breath, and it filled your head with nausea. "Just wanna take you home and fuck you better than anyone ever has..."

You turned around to tell him to fuck off, and that was when that strong slithering grip was in your hair, tugging you to slimy liquored lips in a teeth clashing kiss. Your stomach roiled at the taste, and while he was distracted, you shoved him away from you with as much strength as he could muster.

He stumbled back a few steps, but he had returned to his senses long enough to right himself and soon he was stalking towards you again.

You knew his type. If his clothes and accessories were any indication, he was an arrogant rich kid – the tan telling you he was a Hamptons regular. He was your age, and every bit as entitled as his wealth would suggest.

"Get away from me." It wasn't a request, it was a command.

And he didn't like it. His hand wrapped around your wrist, tugging you to him. You struggled against him, desperately clawing for your freedom. Panic was slowly rising.

"You little bitch," he spat.

"Is there a problem here?"

It was Chris. He had seen the unravelling altercation from the booth, and had promptly come to your aid.

You wondered how long he'd been there for, what he'd overheard. His next words gave you your answer.

"I think the lady said to leave her alone."

The guy didn't even look at him, instead keeping his slabbering gaze on you. "Stay out of this."

Chris wasn't having it. Having eyed up the situation – that whiteknuckled grip on you – Chris clapped a strong – if not a little threatening – hand on the stranger's shoulder. He ripped the guy off of you, and with his other hand, he pulled you behind him protectively.

Your relief, however, was shortlived at the bite of Chris' next suggestion. "Look, buddy, maybe you should take a hint."

"Don't touch me, faggot," he slapped Chris' arm away. "I took the hint. She looked at me, she smiled at me. Look at what she's wearing! She's practically begging to be fucked."

That was the last straw for Chris.

Not only had he made the unforgivable transgression of groping you – and not just you, specifically, but any woman – but this man had crossed the line with the homophobic slur. To do that in front of Chris, being who he was, was tantamount to a death sentence.

And you could feel it as he seethed, fury boiling in his blood.

"You're lookin' at me, now. I'm smilin'." And he was, but it wasn't one you'd ever seen before. It was tight, and it was malicious. "Oh, look at what you're wearin'. Gets me a bit hard, if I'm being honest. Do you like that? Do you like me telling you how hard I'm gonna fuck you with this big cock? No? Then keep your fuckin' hands to yourself and well away from her before I break them."

You knew Chris well enough to know the threat was empty. He was a pacifist – regularly attending lessons in Buddhist teachings when he could. But the other guy didn't know that, and the throb of the muscle in the grit of Chris' jaw was very convincing. So convincing, in fact, you were even a little scared of him in that moment.

The guy tilted his head to address you, trying to make himself seem bigger. "Who even is this joker, your boyfriend?"

"Don't speak to her," Chris snarled. "You're speaking to me now. And as a matter of fact, I am. So fuck off."

What the guy did next shouldn't have been surprising. He was clearly not thinking straight. And if he hadn't done it, Chris effectively calling you his girlfriend might've had more of an impact.

But he took a swing at Chris – and although Chris never started fights, he sure as fuck ended them.

Easily blocking the attack, and in three quick movements, Chris had the other guy's arms locked behind his back. You knew, if he wanted, Chris could pop both of this guy's arms out of their sockets. And if Chris was anyone else, he might have. He was angry enough to do it.

"Let it go," came his scathing whisper.

Of course the other guy struggled. He struggled and yelled out curses, slurs, anything his alcohol addled mind could come up with.

It was enough to draw the attention of the owner of the establishment.

"Oi," she yelled. A severe no-shit type woman had come out of the back room to brace her arms against the bar, fixing you all with a withering look. "The three of you. Out."

The commotion had also been enough to draw the attention of the others, and you were on your way out – still protectively clutched to Chris' side by his musclebound arm – when they'd made it to you.

"What happened?" Seb panted.

"Just some asshole picking a fight," Chris explained, rage still colouring his voice. "Could you guys do me a favour?"

"Sure, man," Anthony said. "Whatever you need."

"I'm going to take {your name} back. Could you tell Lily when she gets out of the bathroom that we got kicked out and I'll be waiting for her at home?"

"If you just wait for her, we can all go home together," Seb suggested, already backing up a little to get his jacket from the booth.

Chris shook his head. "I need time to cool off. I don't want her seeing me like this."

"I'm really sorry for ruining your night, guys," you said, your voice small.

They were quick to assure you you hadn't. It didn't lessen the guilt, though.

"You guys enjoy," Chris said as you both hovered by the door. "We'll make up for tonight at the beach tomorrow."

———————

"I can fight my own battles."

It was the first words either of you had spoken since you'd gotten back to the house. The drive was done in deafening silence, and you felt compelled to finally break it.

"I know you can," Chris sighed. He hadn't been expecting a thanks, but he'd at least been expecting something more than that admonishment. "Better than anyone. But you shouldn't have to."

"I had it handled."

"My point is, you shouldn't have to handle this shit. No one should."

He had come with you all the way to your bedroom door, and you both stood, divided by the frame.

His brow was furrowed, thinking. And then: "Are you angry with me?"

"No," you smiled sadly.

The double meaning laced with your next words would serve to haunt both of you the remainder of the night.

"I just want you to know that you don't have to fight for me. I'm fine on my own."

#dina writes #chris evans/you #chris evans fanfic #chris evans x you #chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans angst #ocean eyes #anthony mackie #sebastian stan

[anthonyed]

reasons why i like sebastian stan

humble

chaotic energy

hardworking

gives great advice

camera presence *yes i'm talking about his confused potato persona

tendency to be a wildcard *drops on floor and pretends dead out of sudden

doesn't know what's happening half of the time #relatable

dedicated

disciplined *he worksout and to have a body like that requires complete discipline and dedication as mentioned above

respectful

never talks over people

idgaf energy he projects on someday

idk where i am energy he projects on other days

tall but hunches when he sits down which immediately makes him look smaller and appear like he's trying to blend into the wall and disappear

he adores and appreciates his fans as much as they do, him

survival 101 *moving between countries and tryna blend in

loves his grandma so much that he couldn't go back to romania for sometime after she passed because he'd be reminded of her

walked into the airport once and bought a plane ticket on a whim and flew to that place

a troll

his friends love him

accepts he's an unstable person and doesn't shy about bringing it up or about his therapies or talking about mental illness in general

loves his friends

always give the other person to talk before him unless addressed directly

have i mentioned chaotic? add in anxious

follow that with brave *for every single time he steps over that nerves and up front

shy

admits he's shy

flirts boldly but melts into a puddle of pink fluffy mess when flirted back

doesn't get bothered about being related to anything lgbtqa+ representing *is in fact proud of it

accepted to play buck barnes because he wanted to be that guy who did the dirty work for pure golden captain america *aka murder

has fans who have served in military approach him to thank him for playing bucky and bringing light to the ptsd and he truly, genuinely appreciates that *is thankful he got an oppurtunity to even do that

jeff gillooly, charles blackwood, tj hammonds; to name the few but memorable and yet under appreciated characters that he played so well but got swept beneath the carpet over other performances

never gave up

is funny

sometimes hilarious

most times a confused blob of potato

refuses to shy away from life just because he'll get recognized where he goes *says that's not a good reason to stop enjoying life

like i mentioned earlier; gives great advices

witty

kind

makes relatable faces and statements

funky

went through his "chelsea days" and came out alive

a soft floof who vocally/unabashedly admits to enjoying rom com/drama

gets scared shitless by pennywise it it haunted house #why

uses terms like oh god another day, just tryna stay alive, idk a thing. ever, nothing like starting a live video against a tree in manhattan

once again, utter chaos *breaks things *apologizes* misunderstands things *apologizes* doesn't follow the question *apologizes* zones out jpeg jpeg *murder stare* "i'm sorry, can you repeat that? I didn't catch it the first time" *anthony mackie laughing in the bg*

at this rate i bet he'd already apologized for existing

pretty sure i'll find more and update this list when i do

#sebastian stan #bucky barnes #i'm wondering why i like him so much so i'm making a list #let's see if this grows #if anyone wants to add to it pls do #jeff gillooly #charles blackwood #tj hammonds #political animals #avengers #the winter soldier #i tonya #we always lived in a castle #james buchanan barnes

[jamielea81]

Conversations

Chapter 3

Description: You accompany your friends on a day trip to Animal Kingdom Theme Park where you meet Scott Evans by chance. This one afternoon leads to a year long friendship with both Chris and Scott over text messages and phone calls.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Warning: Cursing and fluff. I think that’s it.

A/N: Italics are internal thoughts.

Chapter 2

Deciding not to keep the fact the Chris texted you a secret from Scott, you quickly fired off a text to let him know about the exchange. He probably already knew. After all, he did give him your number. But just in case he didn’t know, you wanted to give him the heads up. Not that it would become a regular thing. Of course, it wouldn’t. Sure, the two of you texted for almost two hours last night, but it was probably a one and done kind of thing.

Y/N: Are you just passing out my number to random dudes now?

It was pretty early in the day for you to text him, but you were already at the venue for the Jonas Brothers concert and you weren’t sure what time you’d be home.

After grabbing a beer and picking out a seat in the press box of the arena, you grabbed out your trusty notepad and favorite pen and waited for the show to start.

The boys opened with Rollercoaster which got the crowd pumped, not that it took much to get the screams going. When they sang your favorite song Cool, you couldn’t help but sing along. You recorded yourself singing along with Nick to Jealous, sending it to Jana and then to Scott.

 With traffic, it was close to midnight before you got home. Changing into your pajamas and washing away today’s makeup, you fell into bed. Tomorrow was Sunday and you had nothing on the roster besides writing your review of the concert for Monday’s paper.

You were attempting to read a novel Brooks had recommended to you on your Kindle for the third time that week when your phone buzzed from the night stand.

Scott: Are you home?

Y/N: Yep. All snuggled into my bed.

Not five seconds after you hit send, your phone was ringing.

“Good evening Scott,” you answered.

“Hello Pavarotti. Who knew you had those pipes?” Scott greeted you.

“Pipes? Are you talking about my chest?” Fake shock in your voice.

“Har-har. Did you send your little video performance to my brother?” he asked.

“What? No. Why would I do that? It’s not like we’re friends or anything?”

“So, it was strictly business last night? He just texted to apologize and nothing else?”

Is he a mind reader?

“Well, no,” you hesitated. “But it’s not like I’ll hear from him again. He was just being nice.” You shrugged your shoulders even though you knew he couldn’t see you. You really needed a dog or something for times like these.

“We’ll see. How was the concert?” he asked.

“No. No. No. Let’s back up. What do you mean we’ll see? You can’t just change the subject like that on me.”

Scott chuckled through the receiver. “I just meant that my brother has a habit of not letting people go once he likes them. He said he thought you were funny.”

Hmm. Funny. That’s as good a compliment as any. Chris Evans thinks you’re funny.

You’d have to try really hard not to let that go to your head.

 Scott ended up being right, though you wouldn’t tell him that. Chris didn’t let you go. He technically didn’t have you, not that you would have complained, but he kept texting you. The two of you didn’t chat as often as Scott and you did, but it was more than you would have ever expected.

It started casually enough with him texting you a few nights after reaching out to you the first time.

Chris: It’s my right to be hellish, I still get jealous

Y/N: He sent you the video, didn’t he?

Chris: I have no idea what you’re talking about.

A day or two would go by and you’d get another text similar to the last. Just a random musing reaching out. You never initiated because you still weren’t sure what the two of you were. He was your friend’s brother and you weren’t one to push boundaries.

Chris: If you overnighted me a Mickey Premium Ice Cream Bar, what are the odds it would get to me not melted?

Y/N: Aren’t you in Cali? Can’t you just go to Disneyland or send someone to get you one?

Chris: Send someone 🙄

Chris: I’m in New York for Fallon

Y/N: Oh, fuck, that’s right. Don’t tell Scott I forgot.

Y/N: Most grocery stores sell boxes of the bars now by the way.

Chris: It’s not the same.

Y/N: You’re right.

Chris: Usually am sweetheart.

You’re stomach flipped at the nickname. You wouldn’t be telling Scott about this conversation. Nope, you’d keep that one to yourself.

 It was just after seven when you walked in your door, two grocery bags in hand and your phone ringing in your purse.

“Hold on. Hold on,” you called out as if the person could hear you.

Dropping the bags on the stovetop, your dug into your purse, grabbing your phone, catching the call on what was sure to be the eighth ring.

How many rings before it goes to voicemail?

“Hey Scott,” you answered out of breath.

“Hey Sassy,” he replies. You hear someone repeat the nickname in the background. Chris, maybe. You’re not sure. “Chris and I are having dinner with Jimmy and his wife, so I wanted to give you a quick call. Just wanted to let you know the show was completely a snooze fest, there is no need to watch it.”

“Don’t listen to him Y/N. Watch it. A few times maybe,” you hear Chris say in the background.

You hadn’t talked to him on the phone, only via text. It was kind of weird to hear him say your name. Sure, you exchanged a few words on the ride at Animal Kingdom, but this was…different.

You chuckled at their antics. “Jimmy and his wife. As if I’m on a first name basis with him. Cute,” you replied.

“I don’t know who else you know. You’ve got two Evans brothers as friends, who knows what other friends ya have,” he replied.

“You are a dork. I’ll be sure to watch tonight and give you my notes tomorrow. Have fun Grumpy. Say hi to the other dork for me.”

You hear him tell Chris what you said.

“Bye sweetheart,” Chris shouts.

There goes your stomach again.

“Bye sweetheart,” Scott mocks. You hear a muttered “shuddup” before the call disconnects.

Since the Tonight Show didn’t start until eleven thirty at night, you made sure to be ready for bed before it started. Pajamas on. Check. Teeth brushed. Check. Makeup off. Check. Glass of water on your night stand. Check. Cellphone on hand to harass Scott if need be. Check.

You sent a text to your friend April back in Minnesota to let her know Chris was going to be on. She was a huge Chris Evans fan with a Captain America merchandise collection that could rival any extreme collector. She of course already knew he was going to be on but thanked you anyway. She didn’t know about your new friendship. No. Acquaintanceship with Chris. No one did besides Scott, Jana, and Brooks. It was better to keep it that way.

Chris’ segment was great and you expected nothing less. Revealing that he spoiled the end of Endgame for Anthony Mackie was both funny and sweet. He looked good in his stripped shirt and navy blazer and you expected nothing less in that aspect as well, even if his white sneakers were a little too white for your liking.

When Scott joined Chris on stage to play “Know Your Bro”, you knew the segment was going be hilarious.

The audience as well as yourself were giggling after Scott told the story of Chris pushing him as a child, causing Scott to split his head open resulting in the need to get stitches.

“You know you pushed me. Listen,“ Scott said

“Yeah, but that was between us,” Chris replied, finding it hard to keep his laughter under control.

It was Chris’ turn to tell a story and it was one that you would be sure to bring up in the future. Scott had stomach issues when he was little and for lack of a better word, pooped his pants three times while out skiing with his family. This was not the story Scott expected. You were laughing so hard you were crying. It was great segment. You spent the better part of a half hour searching YouTube for past segments with the two of them.

Before calling it a night, you sent Scott a text knowing you probably wouldn’t get one back tonight.

Y/N: You two should hit the road together. Like a traveling two-man act. I’d pay top dollar to see this act in person!

To your surprise, you did get a text back.

Scott: You couldn’t afford us.

 Traffic was a nightmare with cars on the road at a virtual standstill and you weren’t exactly sure why. Traffic would move a little with your car reaching fifteen miles per hour and then the brake lights would all hit at once again. Really, on I-4 it could be anything causing this back up, but you usually were able to time your day so that you missed most of the congestion. You had a meeting at the office that you couldn’t be late for. Part of the agreement with planning your own schedule was that you had to be at the paper for meetings. This would be the second time you were late in the years you’ve worked there, but you weren’t sure if it was three strikes and you’re out kind of thing. Your phone started to ring, figuring it was the office, your answered it via your steering wheel since it was hooked up to Bluetooth.

“This is Y/N,” you answered.

“Hey sweetheart, it’s Chris.”

There goes your stomach again.

“H-hey Chris. What’s up?”

Chill out. Breath. This is cool. You are cool.

He had never called you before, so this was different.

“Not much. Just wanted to see how you were. Do you have me on speaker phone or something?” he asked.

“Um, kind of. I’m driving.”

“Oh, anywhere fun?”

“Nope, just to the office. What are you up to?” you asked, trying your best not to hit the person in front of you.

“Just hanging out in New York for another day. Not much. Scott disappeared on me, nothing new there.”

“Oh, yeah,” you said, clearly distracted from the stop and go traffic you were stuck in. “Fuck,” you swore under your breath.

Chris laughed out loud which brought you out of your haze. “You okay, Y/N?” he asked.

“I’m sorry. I’m going to be late for a meeting and am stuck in traffic. I really can’t be late.”

Chris didn’t say anything for what felt like a minute and you thought maybe you lost the call.

“What’s the address of your office?” Chris asked.

“Why?”

“Just answer the question Sassy,” Chris teased.

“Now you’re both calling me that?” you chuckled. “Um, it’s six three three North Orange Avenue.”

“How far are you?” he asked.

“Maybe fifteen, twenty minutes probably with this traffic,” you replied.

“I’ll call you back in a few,” he said, ending the call before you could reply.

“Well that was really freaking weird,” you said, turning the volume back up on the radio.

True to his word, Chris called you back about five minutes later.

“When you pull off the freeway, you need to go to five five seven East Amelia Street,” he said.

What?

“Chris, I don’t think you understand. I’m late for work. There’s no time to stop anywhere,” you said, clearly exasperated.

“It’s a bakery. There will be an order there under your name. It’s already paid for and they promised it would be all boxed up and ready for when you arrived.”

“I don’t understand. An order? Chris.”

“If you’re late for something, it’s best to show up with a peace offering. Just trust me sweetheart. Call me later,” he said.

“Okay. Um, thanks, Chris.”

“No problem. We’ll talk soon. Bye,” he said.

 You pulled into the bakery a few minutes later, sure enough, two twelve count boxes of cupcakes were waiting for you. One box was marked vegan. He really did think of everything.

Walking into the conference room was nerve racking to say the least. Your boss James eyed you but didn’t call you out. You set the boxes on the table before taking a seat. Once he finished his thought, you cleared your throat.

“I’m sorry I’m late,” you licked your lips and steadied yourself for the lie. “I wanted to pick up a treat for everyone and it took longer than expected.” You stood up, and got to work opening the boxes. “Please help yourselves,” you said with a smile.

At the end of the meeting, everyone had a smile on their face, including James. There was one cupcake left, you grabbed it out of the box and walked it over to James.

“I won’t tell anyone if you don’t,” you said, placing it in front of him and offering a wink while everyone cleared out of the room.

He offered you a smile before you turned to walk away.

It was just after eight when you picked up your phone to call Chris. You were nervous, so nervous. Even though he was the one to call you first, it was still nerve racking to call him. The two of you had been texting for a couple of weeks, but talking on the phone felt more intimate. Before you could change your mind, you clicked on his contact and the line was ringing.

“Heeeelllo,” he answered.

Immediately he put you at ease. “Hey, you dork,” you replied.

“How’d your meeting go?”

“Much better thanks to you. That was very sweet and really smart thinking on your part,” you said.

He scoffed. “You think so little of me?”

“Well, I was led to believe Scott had all the brains.” You couldn’t help the smile on your face.

He scoffed again. “Wait a minute. Where do you get off lady? Thinkin’ my baby brother has all the smarts. I’ll have you know, I read.” Boston accent on full display.

You started to crack up. You tried to get your breathing under control, but it was coming out as wheezing. He started to chuckle and you shook your head.

“I apologize. Truly. Please forgive me sir.”

“Fine. Fine. As long as you never doubt me again,” he said.

“Never.”

 You went to bed with a smile on your face that night and woke up with one as well. Chris was your friend. As strange as that was, it was true.

Unplugging your phone from the charger, you saw you had a couple of texts from Chris.

Does he ever sleep?

Chris: 'Cause you're too sexy beautiful           And everybody want to taste, that's why, that's why           I still get jealous

Chris: Heading to LA. Have a good day sweetheart.

Chris was your friend. Yep. He was just your friend and you needed to remember that.

Chapter 4

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Falcon and the Winter Soldier series commentary.

It’s currently 07.28am on Friday the 19th of March 2021, and the first episode of Falcon and the Winter Soldier is now on Disney+. For WandaVision, I re-watched the series for a review when it ended, but for this one, I’m going to go as I watch them the first time.

This isn’t going to be run-down, or a play-by-play, just any comments I happen to have. I’ll give some context, but this will generally make more sense if you’ve seen the show.

I’ve actually avoided most of the trailers for this show, but it follows Sam Wilson (AKA Falcon, played by Anthony Mackie) and Bucky Barnes (AKA the Winter Soldier, played by Sebastian Stan) after the events of Avengers: Endgame, after the (death?) of Steve Rogers, the original Captain America, who passed the title to Sam.

Let’s get into it.

Episode One: ‘New World Order’ I hate this title, and I’m scared. This episode is 49 minutes long, and I’m expecting the series in total to have roughly the same six-hour runtime of WandaVision, but that’ll be in fewer episodes because WandaVision started in a comedy format, with shorter episodes. Let’s go.

Cue the Marvel intro.

No, no, no, no, no, no. He’s dressing for a funeral. Fuck.

Nope, no funeral. At least not right now.

And he jumps out of a plane with no parachute. Steve Rogers who? I mean, at least he has wings. Steve’s just an idiot. Where’s Bucky?

Okay, this plane break-in is a really fun sequence. Yes, shields, thank you. Sam’s already smarter than Steve. He’s rescuing a Captain Vascant, and I honestly thought he said Captain Croissant. It would make sense. The people on the plane French.

This sequence, flying through a gorge, really reminds me of a game I used to play at a bowling alley arcade. These damn swerves. They’re so satisfying.

I can’t get the WandaVision episode three theme song out of my head. This show was meant to come before WandaVision, but I saw a chronology timeline that claimed this takes place after it.

I’m really not into huge action sequences--I find them to be the most boring part of any superhero movie, but this is a good one. It is, however, ten minutes long. Still no Bucky.

Ahhhh Rhodey!!! Rhodey’s here! (From Iron Man, but then he’s also in the Avengers movies, so you should probably know who he is.)

Oh, Sam’s giving the shield to the Smithsonian. 

Excuse me, he chose not to become Captain America??

Welp, there’s Bucky. Being murderous. EXcuse me??? What did he just say???? Fuck off. I thought the Wakandans helped him :(

Never mind. It was a nightmare. So he’s meant to be being a law-abiding citizen, and failing. He’s in therapy, and she is calling him out. 

Bucky just asked out a girl, and it feels so wrong, but that just shows how immersed I am in the #stucky ship.

So Sam’s widowed sister is trying to get a bank loan, and they’re real idiots. The bankers, that is. They’re having a go because Sam didn’t have any income in the last five years--gee, I wonder why.

Sam just got a text from Torres--a member of the air force, who he’s working with--and the text ends with ‘#important’. I get the feeling the writers don’t understand no-one uses hashtags in texts.

Newsflash, and the mayor’s announcing a new Captain America, and it’s...  show me the face. Show me the face. Who the fuck is that?

Alright, well, and cut to seven minute-long credits. Well. I have questions. A good episode, though nothing exceptional. And just like the early WandaVision episode, no credit scene.

Episode Two: ‘The Star-Spangled Man’ Released March 26th, this episode also has a 49 minute runtime, and the title is clearly referencing the ‘new’ Captain America. I say ‘new’ because even though I don’t know who this guy is yet, fuck him. Anyway.

There’s a guy in some kind of locker room, who I’m assuming is the new Captain America, who was apparently a football player. I just want to know if they pulled more super soldier shit. The captions say his name is John Walker.

Cue the Marvel logo... with some weird-ass music. Okay, it’s just a... dancing marching band, at the Captain America presentation. They’ve given him a new symbol, like an A turned into a five-pointed star. Apparently he’s the first person to ever receive three Medals of Honour, run missions in counterterrorism and hostage rescue, and he has some fancy-ass physicality. This guy seems alright, but I’m just mad they didn’t tell Sam what they were going to do with the shield. At least he likes Steve.

God, Steve would be pissed. Ay, Sam and Bucky are finally in a scene together!

My favourite trope: ‘I’m doing this with you!’ ‘No, you’re not.’ [cut to them doing the thing together]. 

Bucky followed Sam on a mission to Munich, Germany, to do with the Flag Smashers, a free border organisation mentioned in episode one. They’re just glaring at each other, and I love it. God, I love their dynamic.

This has ‘What’s our plan of attack?’ ‘The plan? Attack’ vibes. And Bucky just jumped out of a fucking plane without a parachute. Steve Rogers who? (I think I made that joke in my episode one commentary about Sam. They take so much after their father.)

Sam made a joke about Bucky becoming White Panther after Wakanda, and apparently he’s now the White Wolf. I’m pretty sure that’s a comic book alias, but this is its first MCU mention.

OOOOh, the action sequences in this are fun. And there’s a kid in the back of the bad guys’ truck. Why’s she smiling?

And she just blasted Bucky out onto the road. Wonderful. She’s also a Flag Smasher. Yes, Sam! Yes!

Maybe don’t drive your lorries side by side in the same direction on a two-way road? Just a thought?

And roll in John Walker. You’d think they’d be having a harder time staying stood on lorries travelling this fast.

And Captain America has a fucking gun. No. No. Steve just used a frisbee! Don’t do this, Walker, you bastard.

So apparently the Flag Smashers are all super soldiers. That doesn’t bode well. I don’t think Walker is, though. 

And this suit does nothing for his ass. It just isn’t America’s.

So they all rolled off the lorries, and the bad guys got away. Walker rolled up beside Sam and Bucky in a military vehicle, and they’re just refusing to get in.

‘Just ‘cause you carry that shield, it doesn’t mean you’re Captain America.’ THANK YOU.

‘You ever jump on top of a grenade?’ ‘Yeah. Actually, I have. Four times.’ You fucking what? Why? That doesn’t sound like Steve’s dumbassery, this sounds like genuine heroics. Disgusting. 

And they finally got in the car. So the Flag Smashers want to put things back how they were during the Blip.

‘Does [Bucky] always just stare like that?’ ‘You get used to it.’ !!!!!!

‘I’m not trying to replace Steve.’ Really? Because it sounds like you are.

I hate that the subtitles are calling him Captain America. He seems like a fine guy, but really?

So apparently there was a super soldier in the Korean War. 

Great. Police racism, demanding to see Sam’s ID but not Bucky’s, until the other policeman points out they’re Avengers. Wonderful. And they’re now arresting Bucky for missing his court-mandated therapy.

Also, I didn’t even acknowledge the fact Bucky got a haircut somewhere before the show stars. I was conscious of it, but I didn’t even think to say anything because I’m just used to seeing Sebastian Stan with short hair.

So John Walker got Bucky out. And Bucky’s therapist is forcing him and Sam into a session. HA, she’s giving them couple’s therapy. This is intense. She made them do some soul-gazing shit, and they started having a staring contest!

AND they’re going to go see Zemo, the villain from Captain America: Civil War. I knew he was in this show, but they’re just going to willingly have a conversation with him?? And again, no credit scene.

This was definitely a better episode than the first--the first honestly felt kind of unnecessary, and I think they just wanted to put the new Captain America at the end of an episode to build tension as a cliffhanger, which is a little annoying but does make sense.

I’m going to be constantly comparing this show to WandaVision, but it’s a lot less mysterious than WandaVision. Mystery isn’t necessary for a show to be good; there’s just a stark contrast between the two shows in that aspect.

Episode Three: ‘Power Broker’ Released April 2nd, this episode has a 53 minute runtime. We open with an ad for the Global Repatriation Council, apparently an organisation focused on helping those who were Blipped reintegrate, though I’m really confused what this has to do with anything--it’s not like the ads in WandaVision, because this is the first we’ve had. I guess the GRC must show up in this episode, but I don’t really think the ad is necessary.

I don’t want to give a rundown of this show like I did with WandaVision, so I’m just going to mention which scene each comment is for.

They’ve really given Zemo an atmospheric cell. Also, this bitch, saying the words that turned Bucky into the Winter Soldier. This bitch and his audacity. Now he’s sorry? That’s hilarious.

Why in fuck’s name does Bucky want to break Zemo out??? I’m really with Sam on this one. What is Bucky’s point here?

And now they’re breaking him out. Wonderful. Nope, never mind, just a... imagining? Nope. He did it. Zemo’s out. This seems like a bad idea. He’s going to betray them. That’s just how stories work.

Ah. Snake gut cocktail. Lovely.

I hate that Bucky’s pretending to still be the Winter Soldier. Hate it. And now Zemo’s trying to sell him. No. Good writing, sure, but still.

Love the ‘kill them’, then gets shot. Love it.

SHARON! YAY! I don’t even like Sharon that much, mostly because her romance with Steve was weird, but yay!

Sam: *takes off his shirt* Sharon: Much better.

‘The bionic staring machine.’ I mean, Sam’s not wrong, but still.

I can’t tell if this song, where they’re walking through this place with pistols, is just background music or actually playing, but I love it. Okay, it’s real. It has Umbrella Academy vibes.

Nope. Zemo has his mask. I don’t trust this. There he goes. Wait. He didn’t betray them? Why? It might just be poor comprehension, but I’m confused.

‘You’re not gonna move your seat up, are you?’ ‘No.’ Bucky gets his revenge on Sam. 

So a woman showed up at the end, head shaven, and, according to the subtitles, spoke Wakandan. I think it’s the woman who came with T’Challa in Captain America: Civil War, but i’m not completely sure.

But, hey, that’s episode 3. I didn’t enjoy it as much as episode 2, because, mad as I am they replaced Cap, so far, I quite like John Walker’s character, and I think it’s a really interesting plot line. This was still better than episode 1 though, which just felt like set-up.

Episode Four: ‘The Whole World is Watching’ This episode was released April 9th, this morning, with a 53-minute runtime, and I’ve already been told John Walker does something unredeemable in this episode, so I’m scared. Let’s go.

And we have an explosion, kids. It’s a previously on, never mind. I don’t remember the explosion, but it’s fine. Okay, yeah, the woman at the end of the last episode was the woman from Civil War. I need to look up her name.

Oh, yep, her name’s Ayo, and she’s a member of the Dora Milaje. Lovely.

Jesus, we’re in Wakanda. Why am I scared? Six years ago. Bucky in Wakanda. Right. With Ayo. I hate seeing him cry, God. 

Back to present day. Of course she’s mad about Zemo. I’d also be mad about Zemo. I am mad about Zemo. She gave him a time limit--I think time limits are fun. Build tension. They’re great.

God, Zemo walking down a street full of children singing Baa Baa Black Sheep is so... 80s. Maybe don’t offer sweets to children you don’t know?? Like?? I mean his tactic’s working. Unlike Sam’s. This bitch just turned the children against Sam and Bucky. As you do.

And they have more serum. I’m going to be honest, the supersoldier thing’s pretty elitist, unless they intend to make everyone in the world a supersoldier. I can’t help but see a capitalist versus socialist metaphor here, but then I find those in literally everything.

I do like Walker’s character--he’s entertaining--but as a person, no thank you. I also really like the fact Karli Morgenthau is British, but not quite in the way most British characters in US shows. I fit the stereotypical accent, but you don’t really see other English accents in American shows.

Walker you little bitch, you said he had ten minutes. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Don’t guilt-trip Bucky, you shit. And here we go.

I hate the fact this episode mean’s we’re already 2/3 of the way through the series.

And Zemo’s absolutely going to take that serum. Nope. He’s smashing it. I mean, that’s one way. Not the way I expected, but still. And he missed one. Walker’s going to take it. I know he is. And he pocketed it. Yep.

Okay, I would absolutely take the serum if I were offered it. I bet Walker’s going to take it at the end of the episode, though. Who has a bow??

And he’s the Dora Milaje. Pff, it wasn’t even an arrow; it was a spear.  I’m with the Dora Milaje in this scenario, absolutely. Love that Sam and Bucky are just stood there, doing nothing. What’s the point of Lemar Hoskins? He doesn’t do anything.

Don’t unbolt Bucky’s arm, you ass. 

And Zemo’s gone. Now, who could’ve seen that coming? 

Why the hell is Karli calling Sam’s sister??

Sharon put a tracker on Walker? Smart. 

Well, we found Zemo. God, I miss Steve. 

Did Karli just kill Hoskins??

And Walker just smashed this guy’s head in. Lovely. What a Captain America thing to do.  Ooh, the bloody shield’s kind of a vibe though.

So that’s episode 4, and oh my lord.

Episode Five: ‘Truth’ 16th April, and... crap, it’s 07.26, of course, the episode’s not up yet. Will return in like half an hour.

Okay, it’s past 8am, and the episode is...up. Lovely. It’s 60 minutes long, and I’m terrified, because someone told me about a theory that Bucky was going to die in this episode.

Lemar does seem to be dead, which is disappointing, because that would mean his entire character existed solely to motivate Walker to kill that guy, which isn’t very satisfying. Lemar Hoskins is a comic book character though, so who knows.

I mean. At least murderous Captain America is in anguish. He deserves it. Serious credit to the actor, by the way. Wyatt Russell got a lot of hate about his character, and I get why people don’t like the character, but he’s hugely interesting and Russell plays him so well.

So Lemar Hoskins is not dead. Doesn’t exactly put Walker in a good light. He’s obviously not going to give Sam the shield, for God’s sake.

Bucky just looks amazing with the short hair and the blue coat. It’s great. Love it.

And now Walker’s trying to kill Sam. Great idea. Did he take the serum already? Because that would explain why he’s become so brutish. Hold up. No, I don’t think he has. But who knows. Clearly not me.

Yep, trying to choke Sam. Very Captain America of you, John. And he tried to smash his head in. Thank God for Bucky. And Sam got the shield. Good.

There’s cat hair everywhere around me right now.

Well, that intro was very, very fun.

Did Sam just give up the wings...? Why...?

Glad, at least, that Walker’s no longer Captain America. Yep, yelling in a courthouse. Great way to warrant lenience. It’s the good-man-perfect-soldier balance again: Steve was always a good man first, where Walker’s first a soldier.

So Walker did take the serum. That makes sense. It exaggerates personal qualities, so Walker’s anger and... vengefulness.

Is Bucky actually going to kill Zemo? No. No, the gun’s empty. I’m not sure I get why Bucky would take out the bullets intentionally, but alright. 

Hope Zemo has fun with the Dora Milaje.

This storyline with Sam’s sister is so wholesome compared to the rest of the show. So Bucky brought Sam something in a case, and I just want to know what is is. He said is was a gift from the Wakandans, so obviously tech of some kind. New wings?

I’m really confused as to whether or not Lemar Hoskins is dead. He seemed dead. Walker thought he was dead. Then this woman said he isn’t, but now Walker’s going to his family, so... yeah, I guess he is, and I just have really poor comprehension. 

Sam’s nephews playing with the shield is adorable.

Aww, Sam’s learning how to use the frisbee. I know it’s more intense than that, but it’s literally a frisbee.

Soooooo the Flag Smashers are attacking the UN. As you do. 

Credit scene! Credit scene! Walker’s hammering, making... something. A shield. Great. Wonderful. love how he thinks he can make a better one than Tony Stark. Sure. And that, my friends, wraps up episode 5, and marks us as 83% of the way through the show.

Episode Six: ‘One World, One People’ It’s April 23rd. And the last episode is up. Just going to finish the chapter of my audiobook first.

This title is very exciting, and the episode’s 51 minutes long. Let’s go.

Honestly, I’m not huge on shows this intense, but I am enjoying this, which I think is because a) I know the characters, and b) it’s only one episode a week.

Oh, hell yes. Falcon America. Honestly, costume looks kinda dumb. Awww, the subtitles are calling him Captain America. 

This show hasn’t been nearly as exciting as WandaVision, because it lacks the mystery aspect. It’s definitely more for Marvel fans than the other series. What’s next? Loki? Yeah. I just googled it, and Marvel’s really putting out a lot this year. Which is probably because we had a year of nothing, but we’re getting four shows (WandaVision, FatWS, Loki, Hawkeye--which doesn’t yet have a definitive release) and four movies (Black Widow, Shang-Chi, the Eternals, and Spider-Man 3, which I wasn’t expecting until at least next year).

I feel like I just don’t have much to say about what’s happening, because it’s basically just a battle, which I’m never hugely interested in. I’m not really an action person.

Oh, and apparently Ms. Marvel’s this year, too.

Going through a list, clearly, and you mean to tell me we’re not getting Guardians Vol. 3 until six years after Vol. 2??

And fuck. Hey, Walker. In a costume that isn’t yours. Christ, Karli. 

Honestly, I’m really fidgety because all I want to do is watch Shadow and Bone, because the entire series has been out for nine damn hours--I could’ve watched it all by now--but I’ve been busy, and I promised I’d watch it with somebody, and godddd.

We got a far-out shot of Walker dressed as Captain America just then, and I honestly thought it was Nebula. Anyway, offended that Walker dares to think he gets to wear that costume and follow up Steve Dumbass Rogers. Uh-uh.

GOD I just want to watch Shadow and Bone. Christ. I’m desperate. it’s on my Instagram, it’s on Tumblr... that’s it, but oh my God. I so hope it’s good. If it’s bad I’ll literally be distraught.

Oh, thank god. It has 94% on Rotten Tomatoes. Good.

No. Christ. God, I just want to watch it.

Screw it. I’ll finish this episode tomorrow. Byeeee.

Okay, I’m back. I watched all of Shadow and Bone. Let’s keep going!

So I did get about halfway through, yesterday, bar credits, so there’s that.

I love the symbolism of the new Falon/Captain America costume, but that doesn’t stop it from being really, really ugly.

Appreciate the speech about society being screwed up.

Why are they showing the prisoner transport? Something’s clearly going to happen. Did they just blow up the prison van??

And Walker got a new costume. That’s concerning. Give me the name, honey. US Agent. That’s bullshit.

So it is apparently his actual comic book name, but it’s still terrible.

And it said Captain America and the Winter Soldierrrrrrrr. Which is already a film. I mean, the film doesn’t have ‘and’ in it, but still. Anyway. Positive symbolism. Shall we check for a credits scene?

They’re pardoning Sharon. Huh. Nice.

There’s something ominous at play here. Great, so Sharon really is a villain here. That’s fun. 

And that, my friends, wraps up Falcon and the Winter Soldier. I didn’t enjoy it as much as WandaVision, partly for the mystery, but mostly for sheer tone--this was much more your typical darker action film, where WandaVision was more light-hearted, even towards the end.

Regardless, this was a really interesting addition to the MCU, though may not be worth it if you’re not already invested.

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[luninosity]

Accidental Vegas marriage would be everything for an Evanstan fic though? Does it already exist? Both of them stumbling down the street holding each other and their drunken, infatuated hearts up and fighting not to let emotion spill over numb lips because GOD do they want to just SHOUT their affection out across rooftops and spell it out in-between neon-lit decadence all over Vegas but also - the other person might hear that? They don't want to burden each other with that! But oh look a chapel!!

IF THIS EXISTS I WOULD LIKE TO READ IT IMMEDIATELY PLEASE AND THANK YOU

It’d be so perfect, though...in the wake of a convention or promo appearance, and they’ve both been trying so hard not to let The Emotions out all day (because obviously the other person doesn’t feel the same, right?), and so after the event they both drink slightly more than they should, just looking for relief, and...

...and they spot a chapel, and one of them (Chris, it’s probably Chris) says loudly, “You think Steve and Bucky ever, y’know, ever...like...on the battlefield, to, to...”

“Be each other’s next of kin?” Seb says. “Yeah, yeah, that, and...and they’re, y’know...they’re each other’s...”

“Everything!” Chris says. “Each other’s everything! Like...they should totally be married!”

“So...” Seb says. “So we should! Y’know. For them!” (And it won’t be real, of course: Chris is talking about Steve and Bucky, not himself and Sebastian, and it won’t ever be real, but Seb’s tipsy enough to want to pretend, to walk through the motions, just for one moment. Besides, Steve and Bucky TOTALLY deserve a ceremony.)

“For Steve and Bucky!” Chris yells, arm draped over Sebastian’s shoulder.

Which is how they end up drunkenly swearing eternal love at two in the morning in front of a man dressed like Elvis. Sebastian’s holding bright pink plastic flowers because Anthony Mackie - also quite drunk and finding everything hilarious - shoved them at him. Chris is somehow holding rings, gold and simple and bought on the spot. Chris has on a clip-on bow tie, which is crooked, because Paul Rudd for some reason had one in a pocket. Sebastian didn’t ask why.

He reaches out, an impulse, and tries to straighten the bow tie. Hopeless, between his tipsy clumsy fingers and Chris giggling and the cheap clip-on nature of it. But Chris gives him a sloppy fond brilliant smile anyway. “Seb.”

“Chris.”

“Sebastian. Seb.”

“Still me, yeah...”

“So sweet,” Chris murmurs, and Sebastian’s stomach lurches, though that might be the vodka. Or it might be the hurt: knowing that Chris doesn’t mean any of this, wouldn’t be here if it weren’t a ridiculous joke, a Vegas story to tell, about Steve and Bucky and some sort of symbolism. Not real. They’re not actually getting married. Got to remember that.

It’s hard, when Chris’s eyes are so bright and blue and alcohol-intent and focused right on Seb’s face. When Chris takes both of Sebastian’s hands in his and says, voice a low Boston-kissed rumble, “Always loved you, y’know. Always...always have. Always will. Promise. Like a vow! Y’know. Makin’ a vow to you. So smart and so sweet and so...so fuckin’ pretty...I always wanted, I just wanted, I never thought you’d--but I will, I do, I’ll be fuckin’ here for you forever. To the, the end of the line. More. Always.”

Sebastian can’t think much, between the vodka and the wanting and the ache of hearing the words, exactly everything he’s always wanted, and the knowing they’re not for him. Chris being Steve. Loving Bucky. To the end of the line. Using that line: their characters. Not themselves.

He manages to say the “I do,” when it’s his turn, and he starts to say, “Chris--” but can’t get another word out before Chris kisses him.

It’s not the best kiss of his life. It’s clumsy and stubble-scratchy and flavored with beer and tequila. Chris’s hands are big and hot on his face and they pull him close and cradle his head, and Chris kisses as if aware of tipsiness but determined to give this one act, this one instant, as much focus as he can summon.

It’s the best kiss of Sebastian’s life, in that sense. In all the senses being swept up and subsumed and surrounded by Chris.

He falls into it, into heat and strength and the taste of Chris’s tongue and the shape of plastic flowers being crushed between them and digging into his chest.

Then there are more drinks. Celebratory shots. Cheers from Mackie, who is the world’s worst enabler. The night blurs and sings and hums, laced with alcohol and the presence of Chris’s hand - constantly touching Seb now, at his back, on his shoulder, holding his hand - and the unaccustomed weight of a small circle of gold on his finger.

He doesn’t recall stumbling up to bed. He doesn’t recall how or why Mackie’s managed to get them into a honeymoon suite, though he and Chris are both giggly and loopy and Chris makes cooing noises at a rose-petal heart on the bed and Sebastian himself announces that Steve and Bucky would’ve loved it.

He wants to suggest that Steve and Bucky would’ve taken full advantage of it, the bed and the hot tub and every surface in the room, but his tongue’s stumbling over words - especially those too-bold words, making Chris think about him and sex - and he just laughs more, helplessly, instead.

He fumbles with his shoes. Chris comes over and makes a vague offering noise and kneels and helps yank them off. Sebastian really wants to kiss him, wants to slide down and get arms around Chris and topple them both into bed, but doesn’t have the balance or coordination for that.

Now shoeless and flopped back on the bed, he feels Chris collapse on the mattress beside him, both of them dressed. Sebastian lost the flowers somewhere; Chris’s tie pops off and flies away in the direction of a table.

He’s drifting on the verge of sleep when he feels a large arm drape itself over him, when Chris’s body tucks itself in around him, curled up as if trying to protect him, or to make sure that Seb’s still here. Chris’s nose nuzzles the back of his neck, and Chris’s voice mumbles something Sebastian can’t make out, because he’s warm and cozy and falling into sleep.

He wakes up to the sound of someone throwing up, to a parade of supervillains in his skull, and to the scent of coffee. He lies very very still for a moment, taking stock. Bits and pieces return.

Chris. A chapel. Flowers. Words. Rings.

Oh god. He stares at his hand. Yep, still there. Gold and shiny, a helpful cheerful presence.

Oh god.

Chris stumbles out of the bathroom, pale and hung over, wincing. He’s also still dressed from the night before, rumpled and red-eyed. He’s himself, though, so his gaze goes right to Sebastian, and he gets out, “Seb...you, um, you okay?”

Chris Evans worries about other people, even here and now, even like this. Chris is perfect. Sebastian loves him.

He says, wincing at each word for reasons both physical and emotional, “I think I’m dead. Or dying. Did you...make coffee?”

“You,” Chirs says. “You...you like...coffee. And then...then I had to. Sort of. Throw up a lot. Sorry.”

Sebastian sits up gingerly. Every piece of himself protests. “You made coffee. For me.”

“I. Uh. Yeah? There’s also water...”

“Chris?”

“Yeah?”

Sebastian holds up his hand. The ring catches morning Vegas light. Shimmers. “Did we...are we...that wasn’t...was it...?”

“Oh god.” Chris’s whole face registers shock. Exactly, in fact, like a man who’s just remembered large significant chunks of the night before. “Oh god....” He holds up his hand too. Yep, matching. “I think...”

“We said I do,” Seb says slowly. “We had...witnesses...we signed the, y’know, the thing...you kissed me...”

“I kissed you,” Chris whispers. Seb’s not sure why that’s the part that bears repeating, but his head’s not in any shape to make sense of it. Maybe that’s the part that horrifies Chris the most.

“I think...” Sebastian looks at the ring, which smirks. Then up at Chris. “I think we just got married.”

(oops my fingers slipped

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[lady-of-lies]

The birthday

A/N: ok, so this is a fic I found in my draft from like two years ago so it is a really bad one but I thought, why not?

y/n = your name

y/b/d = your birthday

y/h/t = your hometown

n/n = Nick name 

If I missed anything plz tell me!

Prompt: none!

Word count: 3083 (What the heck happened)

Warnings: fluff

Tom hiddleston x teen!reade

This was it. I was going to be in the new Avengers movie. And on top of that I was going to work with my idol, Tom Hiddleston. Now you may wonder how a teenage girl from y/h/t ended up here, and the answer is really simple. my mum have a relative living in New York and I live with her for the time being until I am old enough to get something of my own. The reason I was here in San diego was because of comic con, I had finally managed to get tickets and were, of course, a bit overly excited.

Somehow I had managed to get lost on my way to a panel and ended up in a completely different building. Don't ask me how. In that building they held some sort of audition, long story short I got dragged in on it and ended up with the role as the Cheshire cat, an orphan with abilities similar to the fairy tale character that ends up in Loki’s care.

Today was my first day on a movie set ever and to say I was nervous was an understatement.

I had brought my headphones and my favourite book for entertainment between takes and if necessary, also to calm me down. I was met by the director at the entrance and he introduced me to a nice looking woman called Daisy that were going to act as my guide for today so I would get the ropes and learn my way around the, very big set.

She first showed me to my trailer I was going to stay in and then continued with all the different stages and trailers I would need to know my way to. At the end she led me back to my trailer and gave me my manuscript for the movie. I hadn't really thought about how big of a movie this was and especially now when I saw that my role was quite important and also pretty demanding. My first scene wasn't until until tomorrow so I settled in in my new portable home for the time being.

In the morning after I was even more nervous, if that was even possible. It was time for my first appearence and I was seated in the makeup trailer getting ready when a tall figure entered. A tall figure I would recognize everywhere. Tom Hiddleston. He sat down in the stool next to mine and eyed me for a second before speaking. His voice were soft and cautious, as if not to scare me.

“ Hello darling, I haven't seen you before, are you new here? “

“ Yeah, I am. I arrived here yesterday, My name is y/n, and I already know who you are. “ I said with a smile “ sorry that sounded creepy “

I said shyly looking down. he reached out his hand and shook mine, he introduced himself in a very formal manner, his British accent coming out in a very thick layer.

“ No, it's okay, when you have this job it kind of comes with it to be noticed “ he sent me a reassuring smile

“ I'm sorry but how old are you? You just seem so young “

“ I'm y/a “

“ y/a really? and who are you playing? “

“ I'm playing Hannah the Cheshire cat “

“ Ahh, ofcourse, you are the mystery actor we were expecting today “

“ mystery? you mean they didn't tell you anything about me? “

“ Not a thing “

That must be why the audition was held so late. Or they  didn’t tell anyone who the actor would be because the audition was held so late. Right when I was going to ask something else Daisy reappeared at the door and dragged me away to costume. This woman wasn’t much for words and even if she was gentle or late was not frequently used in her vocabulary.

********

I had now been here for almost six months and started to feel at home, I had gotten to know all the actors involved, Chris H and Tom the most, and were currently sitting beside main stage and reading a book I had gotten as a birthday gift. Yepp today, y/b was my birthday. One of the few things I didn't tell anyone here. Birthdays had never been a big deal to me, why start now?  I was so far away in my thoughts that I didn't hear Tom appear until he waved his hand in front of my face.

“ Hey n/n, you still with me? “

n/n was the nickname everyone called me, and I have to admit I liked it. It made me feel like I was a part of the family, that I was a part of something. A bit cryptic I answered him back that I was in fact, still here, I had just zoned out a bit. Thinking. He looked at me with apologetic eyes. Whatever he wanted to say must be sensitive, I thought.

“ Speaking of thinking me and the others have done some thinking and…  We have come to the conclusion that we have celebrated nearly everyone's birthday except yours. Now, you don't have to tell me if you don’t want to but…”

I didn’t let him finish and cut him of mid-sentence.

“ It’s okay, I just didn't think it was that big of a deal I mean I am just me after all “

for a moment my smile faltered but I quickly covered it up. Tom looked a bit upset when the words left my mouth. I don’t know why, why would someone as special as him care about me?

“ Not that big of a deal!!!  Now you listen to me y/f/n to celebrate your birthday is a very big of a deal especially when you are young. And on set birthdays are special because it brings the family together and we celebrates everyones birthdays, even Downey lets us celebrate his!”

By now Tom was really upset and it was all my fault. I felt more guilty than ever before. Maybe I should have told him sooner, or at least not made him feel like this, but now it was definitely too late and that is also what I told him.looking down.

“ Y/N. Y/N, look at me “

he gently shook my shoulders and lifted my shin up so my teary eyes met his kind, blue orbs.

“ I didn't mean to make you upset “

“ you didn't make me upset “

“ Are you sure? I’m sorry I- “

“ Don't apologize. What exactly did you mean by to late? “

I looked down in my book sheepishly as I told him that my birthday was today. He looked surprised then a emotion I couldn’t read flashed through his eyes. He excused himself before leaving in a hurry, it wasn't until later in the afternoon I heard from Tom again, not in person though, just a simple text.

Hey n/n

get to the city hotel at 7pm

tonight bring a sleeping bag a pillow and your

pj:s the receptionist shows the way

/Tom

Now what in holy hell did that man have in mind now.

*********

As I entered the city hotel with my bag the receptionist looked up. it was a young woman looking not so much older then myself. She asked for my name and a look of recognition came onto her face. She walked up to me from behind the counter with a key card and a kind looking smile. She told me to follow her as she started her way to the elevator, holding the door for me. We went all the way up to the top floor and I followed her to the end of the corridor until we stopped in front of a door with the word Penthouse on it. Surely I am not staying here, right?

The young lady gave me the key and sent me a smile before walking back to the elevator.

It couldn't hurt to check it out right? I mean it wasn't my fault if the receptionist gave me the wrong room. As I opened the door and entered the light flickered on and my on set family all jumped out from their hiding places. Everyone was there. Tom and Tom, Sebastian, Mark, Mackie, scarlett, Benedict, Robert and all of the Chrises. I could already see how this would end up in some sort of chrisis. When they all screamed surprise at the top of their lungs I was crying of happiness already. Tom came up to me and gave me a hug.

“ No, No, No you were not supposed to cry “

“ Sorry, it's just that no one has ever done something like this to me before”

“ Well you deserve it kiddo” Robert said as he came up to the two of us. That made me laugh as I dried my eyes.

“ Do you ever stop acting like Tony? “ that's when Mackie walked up and gave me a hug.

“ You know he doesn't act he is Tony stark for real” That just made everyone laugh. “ Well what do you want to do first? there is movies, presents, games and cake.”

“ Games?, do you guys have a wii here?”

“ of course we do” Benedict said and pointed me to a box beside the big screen TV.

When I searched through the box without finding the one I was looking for I was just about to give up when I reached the bottom. There it was, The best game ever, Just dance. I asked everyone in an expectant manner if it was ok if we played it. The only response I got was that since it was my birthday, we could do whatever I desired. I cheerfully put in the game in the player took the remote and faced the others.

“ Okay we need to clear the space in front of the TV “

just as I finished my sentence everybody helped pushing the furniture to the walls. The space that were left were huge, it was almost as big as a regular apartment living room without any furniture. when I started the game Tom (Holland) spoke up.

“ Hey since you are the birthday girl here you should play the first round to open it all up “

“ Sure “

was all I said before turning to the TV to select a song. I choose the hardest level that were available which just happened to be OMG by coach Celine . (Watch this to understand what i mean)

“ You sure you should take the hardest level kid? why not start with something easier? “

Robert asked. And that's when it hit me. I haven't told them I have danced since the age of 7 or the fact that I have played this a million times before. I only turned my head in the direction of the sofas and smiled wickedly at them all. I turned around slow enough to see the questioning looks everyone had on and it was hilarious to say the least. I took my pose and danced my heart out just to show of a little bit and as usual I reach the platinum score.

When the song ended and I turned around to face the others the looks of pure surprise on their faces made me smile even bigger. Tom (Hiddleston) rose to his feet and walked up to me with a serious face.

“ Why didn't you tell me you could dance like that”

“ Nobody asked me “ I said with a playful look in my eyes. we played for hours, until I were the last one standing and Chris H declared it was time for cake. The cake they had bought were beautiful. And it was my favourite kind. Marzipan. On top it was two candles shaped as y/a and around on the sides they had gotten the person who made it write the text from the ring of power from Lord of the rings and The hobbit.

“ Okay who knows about my obsession for The hobbit? “

everyone gave me that “really” look.

“ come on n/n that's all you could talk about when you saw that Benedict were in the cast “ Tom (Hiddleston) Answered.

When the cake were eaten and the wishes were wished we placed the living room furniture back to normal and spread out our sleeping bags. There was enough room for all of us in the penthouse and we had all chosen one to sleep in later but we ended up having a Hobbit marathon and everyone fell asleep close to the end of the second movie. It was understandable though, almost everyone had worked since early in the morning and the clock was way past midnight.

I suspected it was pretty close to 3 in the morning before the last movie in the trilogy ended. After turning the TV and DVD of I started sneaking out of Toms arms. I had ended up sharing sofa with the one and only god of mischief himself and curled myself up against his chest. When I got out of the living room I could relax. Nobody had caught me. I didn't feel sleepy yet so I walked out on the balcony and looked at the city lights, It is beautiful this high up. I was so caught up in my thoughts again to notice that Tom (Hiddleston) was stepping out through the door too.

“ Why are you standing out here alone? “

I twirled around in surprise but calmed down when I saw that it was just Tom. The tall man had become a little of a father figure to me the more I got to know him, but I would never tell him that. I didn't feel like explaining why I didn't really like my birthday so I came up with the quickest lie I could muster, Which was that I needed some fresh air. Very original.

On my 5th birthday my dad had told my mum he was leaving her. And after that nothing were the same again. After my dad left, money was tight, She had gotten fired from her job and we lost our house. The flat we got was not in a child proof miljoe and so my mum took the last of her savings to send me to her relative here in New york. I haven't heard from her or my dad since. I had quite often wondered how it was to have a real father. I had Anna, mums relative on some level, and she was my mom now, she had custody of me, but I knew that she didn't really want me living there for much longer.

“ You don't have to tell me n/n, but I know you and something is wrong. I have seen how you've been acting today and something is troubling you, care to tell me what? “

Tom came to a stop beside me leaning against the railing.

“ it's stupid “ I said, wanting a father was just a stupid wish and he would surely laugh at me.

“ If its makes you upset it is not stupid “ he answered.

After a lot of thought I decided to tell him the whole story. The whole time I talked he just stood there listening and when I finished he just hugged me and told me that it wasn’t stupid at all, and asked me why I didn’t tell him sooner. that's  when I just said it. Maybe it would destroy our friendship, or whatever you could call this relationship, but then fine. I told him that I was scare of what he would think since he was like a father to me, and I didn’t want to lose him too. He cut me of before I could finish.

“ How about we say I am your father then?”

It took a while before my brain could process what he had just said.

“ You mean like you acting like my father?”

his answer really surprised me but made me the happiest I had been in a long time.

“ No, I mean like me being your father, you can come live with me after the filming, I know you don’t really have a home here in America, or anywhere, based on what you’ve told me. And if you like it, maybe we could even make it official”

By now I was crying rivers but I didn't care because somebody wanted me. Somebody in this evil world actually wanted me for being ME. I  couldn’t believe it and I was sure it was either a terrible joke or a very vivid dream, but I didn’t care.

“ you would do that for me? “

“ A thousand times over because you are like a daughter to me so why not do it real ? “

A year later....

Tom were true to his word that night on my y/a birthday and he actually adopted me. I even changed my last name to Hiddleston just to make it feel real. And as I suspected Anna hadn't put up much of a fight when I talked to her about it. She was actually happy for me and since she saw how much it meant to me she signed the documents without any resistance. For the first time in my life I felt at home and safe. I don't know what I would have done if I hadn't met Tom, my father.

We were currently standing on the set of my new job. After the Avengers I had told him that I didn't think acting was the right thing for me and brought up a long lost dream of mine. Being in the dance crew to the Just dance yearly update. I was in full makeup and costume, I actually looked ridiculous covered in the white body paint. I was waiting for my song ‘Thumbs’ with sabrina carpenter to come on, I had practiced for this moment for months, and I can honestly say it was the second best three minutes of my life. After my filming was done I met up with my father for movie night. One of many to come.

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Gems that I have found on Netflix: PT 1

Shirkers: A dream-esque documentary telling the true story of how a group of girls from Singapore accomplished their dream of creating their very own quirky film. Only for it to vanish along with the sudden disappearance of an older man the girls had been good friends with. I cannot recommend this documentary enough, the visuals are stunning, the people are interesting and they really delve into this story (well why wouldn’t they? it was their film that disappeared) and the entire story just leaves chills running along your spine. The documentary is told by the director of the movie as she goes back to Singapore to interview the friends that helped her work on the movie. They talk about their childhood and the series of events that led to their film being taken and their friend going missing.

Snow Piercer: I’m not really sure how popular this movie was but I had never heard of it! Despite that, it is a GREAT FILM. This film is grizzly, gruesome and haunting. If you're a fan of post-apocalyptic movies then you’ll love this, plus it stars Chris Evans if you just want to get your daily dose of the Evans-man. Set in a class divided Train that propels itself around the globe containing the last survivors on Earth, the higher class consists of vindictive dictators who abuse their power to put down those in the lower class. Until they rebel that is....I also recommend the Snow Piercer and Willy Wonka connection video on youtube after you watch this...your mind will be blown...

The Alienist: Instead of studying the body like most doctors, an alienist strive to deduct the mind, and what alienates people from behaving ‘normally’. This series is a Netflix original and needs waaaay more attention. It is a little slow to start but it is honestly really good! The people behind the camera are masters of angles and shot, the visuals are stunning and whoever was in charge in making the sets feel like Victorian America did a GODLY job. You also have a cast of wonderful actors and actresses and you have a strong female character who does more than stay on the sidelines, despite being in an age where she is constantly belittled. The show touches on some heavy, disturbing and dark subjects and reveals a multitude of gory scenes but hey, some people are into dark things. What I like most about it is the sticking to historical truth and not cutting corners when it comes to certain topics that occurred back in those days and the characters are incredibly flawed leaving the audience sympathising and even relating to them!

Midnight Dinner; Tokyo Stories: People HOP ONTO THIS SHOW! Midnight diner is about the plethora of stories told by people who arrive at a diner that is only ever open from 12:00pm to 7:00am. They are all short stories that leave you in tears, laughing fits and feeling warm inside. The vibe this show gives is unlike anything I have ever seen before and you get really intriguing characters who feel like real people, and they all come together over some food at this mysterious small diner. The chef is this wise old man who intently listens to these people and the food he makes leaves your mouth watering, makes me wish a place like this existed in England! The show is Japanese and I think it was based off a manga, but that shouldn’t be a reason not to go and watch it, you will not regret it!

IO: This isn’t a film that entails a lot of action or drama, but I did like it because the acting in it is fooking gOoD and it’s almost...spooky in a way because it’s set in a world where humans have left earth due to the overbearing pollution (it’s kinda a glimpse into our future if we don’t get our shit together) but some people have stayed to try and save their home. Namely two people as far as we know, a young woman named Sam who has pet bees and journeys into the world trying to salvage life because of her inspiring hope that Earth isn’t lost. I don’t usually like characters with their romantic obsessions of pure and heroic goals and desire; but Sam is different, I actually love her for her stubbornness that Earth can be saved, it really drives her character and everything she does is for Earth. The other geezer is Micah, a man who literally dropped in after hearing a radio signal and is clearly...well he’s one of those with a tragic past making him all mysterious and broody. Nontheless, he and Sam form a bond as they try to come up with a plan about what to do, he wants to leave and she wants to stay. WHAT WILL HAPPEN!? Go watch it duh! the ending is rather...hmm...just watch it.

 Also Micah played by sweet SWEET Anthony Mackie an actor I personally adore

Some Like It Hot: Marilyn Monroe? Yes! Black and white movie? YES! Hilarious? Fucking A! This is a personal guilty pleasure of mine, the film is completely wack but if you just need a good laugh, a bit of nostalgia for a time you never even knew and the absolutely beautiful Marilyn Monroe gracing your screen then this film is your true love. I have to admit, some of the humour is a but outdated, but the majority of it is completely hilarious and all in good fun. The acting is rather good and the two male protagonists remind me of Miguel and Tulio from The road to El Dorado and that really ought to sell you on this movie. Marilyn also sings in this movie, and her voice is <3

#IO: last on earth #IO #marilyn monroe #some like it hot #Netflix #Midnight diner #midnight diner: tokyo stories #Shirkers #Snow piercer #snowpiercer #movies #tv series #film #acting #the alienist

[ruoxin]

psych major ranks all the psych classes she took in sjsu and ucsb

in honor of taking my last ever final for undergrad ever tomorrow, I decided to rank all my psych classes I ever took in my undergrad career.

SJSU

PSYC 1 (general psych) with Favilla - 10/10. honestly I loved this class sooo much. I changed my major from comm to psych immediately after this class. I just looked the prof up and apparently he stopped teaching which makes me sad cuz he was such a chill and approachable guy. But anyways this class touches on personality, five senses, lobes of the brain, a few mental disorders, etc. Very broad general psych class and I loved every minute of it.

PSYC 30 (intro biopsych) with Trafalis - 9/10. I really liked this class but I struggled a little but still got an A overall surprisingly! It dives wayyy deeper into parts of the brain such as corpus callosum, basal ganglia etc. and their functions. The prof is sweet and good lecturer!

PSYC 102 (child psych) with Alvarez - 4/10. More of an auditory lecturer, no visuals in class which made it hard for me to follow. Learned about Piaget and the stages of early child psych. You can tell she is super knowledgeable in her material and very intelligent but it was just difficult for me to be attentive lol

PSYC 110 (abnormal psych) with Herb 10/10 - probably one of my fav psych classes I ever took (along with general psych). She’s a licensed psychologist with her own practice which is super cool. Class was a broad overview of mental disorders and treatment options for them. As an aspiring MFT/LPCC I loved it.

UCSB

PSY 7 (experimental psych) with a prof I don’t want to name cuz I feel bad - 1/10. Honestly it was a useless class I didn’t learn anything tbh :(

PSY 102 (social psych) with Gable - 9/10. One of my top classes too. The prof is a really good lecturer and really knows her stuff. The material was pretty interesting, it was on stereotype threat, availability heuristic, biases, and all the good stuff.

PSY 105 (developmental psych) with Liberman - 7.5/10. I feel bad because I took this class at 8am at the furthest corner of my school so it was just a brutal experience lol. But it was an interesting class on how children perceive the world with their tiny brains lol. Prof is chill but very distant to her students lol

PSY 108 (cognitive psych) with Revlin - 7/10. Was only going to give this class 6/10 since it was so darn difficult cuz he wrote his own textbook and could not even really elaborate well lol but gave him one more point for how funny this guy is (no really this guy is hilarious). It was quite difficult, focusing on memory, language, problem solving, etc.

PSY 117 (memory) with Klein - 7/10. Ahhh this was a once a week three hour lecture and it was really brutal. I almost flunked the midterm with a D but got a B on the final so I got a C lol. Honestly if you want to take memory I think Klein would be the best choice since he wrote an entire paper and textbook on it (which he assigned for us lmao). He doesn’t use powerpoints but lectures in an interesting enough way through storytelling to keep you engaged throughout the class.

PSY 120L (lab in advanced research methods) with Woods - 5/10. Ugh this was the only one psych class other than PSY 7 which I just really did NOT want to take. The prof is alright but lectures like she’s teaching high school students lel. It was okay, I just am not made for three hour labs lol (not to flex but I won best poster for this class :p)

PSY 139 (emotions) with Mackie - 4/10. The prof is very intelligent and knows her stuff, but I just could not for my life enjoy her lecture style for some reason. The class was a little difficult I didn’t get a pretty good grade on lol. It was very leaned towards the biopsych aspect of emotions.

PSY 142 (cognitive development) with Cosmides - 8.5/10. One of my fav profs in UCSB as well. Super approachable and probably the SMARTEST prof (maybe along with Klein) I had. It basically goes deeper into child psych in a more cognitive sense. I wish I took evolution with her!

PSY 149 (close relationships) with Gable - 8/10. My second class with Gable! Prob one the most interesting psych profs in UCSB in my opinion. this class touches mainly on romantic relationships but also friendships and how people perceive them, it was a pretty interesting class but just was not too relevant to my life at this point sadly LOL

PSY 154 (cultural psych) with Kim - 9.5/10. Prob one of my fav UCSB professors, she kind of pioneered a lot of the cultural psych studies we learned so she’s the one to learn cultural psych from if you were thinking about it. Touches on collectivism/individualism, analytic/holistic thinking, etc.

#ucsb #college #personal #san jose state university #sjsu

[douxreviews]

Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014) Review

"This isn't freedom, this is fear."

I’ve been looking forward to this more than any other Marvel movie. Yes, that includes The Avengers.

The Winter Soldier arc is one of my absolute favourite comic book storylines of all time. After Captain America: The First Avenger came out I hoped and prayed that the producers would be smart and adapt this storyline for the sequel. When it was finally announced that the sequel would indeed take inspiration from Ed Brubaker and Steve Epting’s original story (a Cold War spy thriller masquerading as a superhero adventure) my excitement soon gave way to concern. That story is just so good it would be impossible for this film to live up to my ridiculously high expectations.

I was wrong.

I bloody loved this film. I will even go so far as to say that it is my favourite Marvel movie to date. I enjoyed it more than The Avengers and you all know how much I loved The Avengers. The Winter Soldier has everything you could possibly want from a summer blockbuster - a smart script that actually makes you think (this is the most topical movie Marvel have ever made), strong characters you care about and action scenes that leave you breathless. Admittedly, many of the film's twists and turns aren't that shocking. I’d already guessed most of them after the first trailer came out. It is testament to how good this film is that this isn't really an issue.

Taking a leaf out of James Cameron’s book, this sequel switches genres from WWII adventure flick to conspiracy thriller. While the studio has tried to sell this as a multimillion dollar tribute to conspiracy films from the '70s like The Parallax View and Three Days of the Condor, The Winter Soldier feels more like a greatest hits package for the entire espionage genre. The Winter Soldier's story is right out of The Manchurian Candidate. The Washington setting recalls All the President’s Men and any number of Tom Clancy novels. And there is something very Person of Interest about the villain's scheme.

Directors Joe and Anthony Russo proved that they could produce great action scenes with Community’s minuscule budget, so it comes as no surprise that when handed a truck full of cash they knocked it out of the park. The Winter Soldier has some of the best actions scenes yet seen in a Marvel. With the exception of the grand finale (which is still ace), the brothers keep the action grounded, eschewing CGI in favour of good old fashioned practical effects and stunt work. Standouts include Cap’s brutal tussle in a packed elevator and Nick Fury being chased through the streets of Washington in his battered S.H.I.E.L.D. SUV.

Chris Evans continues to impress in the lead role, easily finding the lonely soul within the human flag as he struggles to find his place in the morally murky world of post-Watergate, post-9/11 America. In another’s hands, this character could easily be insufferably corny, but in Evan’s he is like a sad little puppy. You just want to hug him. One of the great things about Steve as a character is that he is a genuine team player. He's not one to hog the limelight. This allows the supporting cast more room to shine, particularly Anthony Mackie’s Sam Wilson. Emily VanCamp was the only one who felt underused, but I imagine she'll have an expanded role in Captain America 3.

The standout performance, however, comes from Scarlett Johansson. It’s nice to see all the great work done on her character by Joss Whedon isn't going to waste. This film is as much Natasha’s story as it is Steve’s. She is here as his partner and equal, not his sidekick (that role goes to Falcon). And it is a relief that the film doesn't try to force a romance between the two of them (Natasha spends most of the film trying to set Steve up with others). There are one or two tender moments, but they work more to strengthen the growing friendship between these troubled souls, who are just trying to find their place in this world. The film on the whole is surprisingly romance free, a first for a solo Marvel.

The film benefits from a pair of effective antagonists, an area where recent superhero films have struggled. I’ve seen others complain that the Winter Soldier himself lacks personality. That is the whole point. The Winter Soldier is not meant to be scheming mastermind like Lex Luthor, a charming trickster like Loki or a colourful anarchist like the Joker. He is the Terminator, a relentless, unstoppable force to reckoned with. He is someone who has had every trace of their individuality stripped away, leaving behind nothing but a ruthless killing machine. Elsewhere, Robert Redford - who would’ve made for an ideal Steve Rogers in his youth - puts that twinkly eyed charm to sinister use as S.H.I.E.L.D. boss Alexander Pierce.

Iron Man 3 and Thor: The Dark World dealt with the fallout from The Avengers and how the events of that film affect the respective heroes. The Winter Soldier is all about setting the stage for what comes next. Not just Avengers: Age of Ultron, but for the entire Marvel cinematic universe as a whole, including the likes of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the potential Peggy Carter series that is in the pipeline. The events of this film are going to have widespread repercussions for all our heroes.

Stars and Stripes

— One cameo was, to put it in words only a select few will understand, very cool cool cool.

— Steve’s list of things to catch up on changes depending on which country you see the film in. Here’s the American version:

And here is the British one:

— I'm not afraid to admit that Steve's brief reunion with the elderly Peggy Carter had me in tears.

— Done being in every TV show made in the last ten years, Alan Dale has obviously now moved on to showing up in all the film franchises. I expect to see him in the next Star Wars film.

— As with all Marvel movies, you shouldn’t leave once the credits start to roll. The mid-credits scene was directed by Joss Whedon and acts as a mini prequel for Age of Ultron.

— A certain sorcerer supreme was mentioned at one point. Does that mean a solo movie isn't too far off? Can't we have a Black Widow movie first?

Natasha: "You do anything fun Saturday night?" Steve: "Well, all the guys in my barbershop quartet are dead. So no, not really."

Sam: "You're a lot heavier than you look." Steve: "I had a big breakfast."

Natasha: "Hey fellas, either of one of you know where the Smithsonian is? I'm here to pick up a fossil." Steven: "That's hilarious."

Four out of four Vibranium shields.

Mark Greig has been writing for Doux Reviews since 2011

#Captain America #Captain America: The Winder Soldier #Steve Rogers #Black Widow #Natasha Romanoff #Nick Fury #Sam Wilson #Falcon #Bucky Barnes #Marvel #Marvel Cinematic Universe #MCU #Doux Reviews #Movie Reviews #something from the archive

[ryanmeft]

The Hate U Give Movies-at-Home Review

If progressive values demands that each group of people get their own versions of movies which have commonly been made about white people for decades, The Hate U Give, based on a popular book by Angie Thomas, is an important step for African Americans: their very own overwrought drama. You might also recognize this sub-genre as “Oscar Bait”, though it has lost much of its power there in the last five years. They were always about Great Big Events, starring Larger Than Life Characters, full of Grand Speeches and Important Moments. The Great Big Event this movie focuses on is Black Lives Matter, though it isn’t called that. The good guys are clear, the bad guy is obvious and obviously evil, the dialogue is meant to sound good in isolated sound bytes rather than to be believable, and it does indeed have plenty of Important Moments.

If it is so cliche, then, and it is, why does it work as often as it does? It must be the performances. The movie centers initially on the life of Starr Carter (Amandla Stenberg), a teenage girl who is too smart for her working class neighborhood but too, well, black to really be accepted at her upscale High School. Her father Maverick (Russell Hornsby) did time taking the fall for drug lord King (Anthony Mackie), who let him out of the life and bought him a store in return. He is fierce with the need to impress on her and her brothers (Lamar Johnson and TJ Wright) that they should not expect anything from the white community. Her mother Lisa (Regina Hall) tries to soften the message and impress on her that the world will give her a place if she tries hard enough. Then her childhood friend and first crush Khalil (Algee Smith) is shot and killed by a trigger happy white police officer for reaching for a brush.

The movie is clearly meant to mirror the events surrounding the shooting of St. Louis teen Michael Brown and the subsequent rise of Black Lives Matter. It is unapologetic in its views of relations between cops and black people. In the universe of the film, there is no cop anywhere who cares about black people, even the black ones. White people in general not only don’t understand, but misunderstand in an incredibly simple and stupid way; Starr’s friend Hailey (Sabrina Carpenter) seems to exist to be given all the dumbest arguments ever made by a white person to justify the shooting of a black one, and she is almost cartoonishly evil about it, not so much a character as a repository for dumb online comments. Starr’s officer uncle Carlos, who helped raise her while her father was in prison, is also reduced to the role of an opinion cipher, as his primary purpose is a scene in which he admits he would shoot a black man with less cause than a white one. The hilariously named April Ofrah (Issa Rae) is an activist lawyer whose only goal is to expose police violence against black people, and who wants to use the fact that Starr witnessed Khalil’s shooting to the advantage of the cause.

My job is to decide whether all this blatant politicizing harms the movie. No…and yes. It does not harm it in the sense that the messages are well delivered structurally. But Starr and her family are immensely engaging characters dealing with serious and complex problems, and this is often interrupted so the film can tell you more or less directly what it thinks. She wants to ensure Khalil’s legacy means something, but does not want to endanger her family by drawing attention to the fact he worked for King. This is a serious conundrum, though it is also the kind of thing movies usually dismiss with unrealistically ease. Stenberg offers up a star-making performance, and even the most politically motivated lines she is given sound sincere and heartfelt when she says them. Hornsby and Hall capture the pains and strains of a couple who recognize their world will always be dangerous, but who also don’t want to control their children. A key role is Riverdale’s K.J. Apa as Starr’s boyfriend Chris, and the only sympathetic white person the film has. Given film’s history with the shamefully lazy Token Black Guy trope, this feels like a sort of creative justice, even if it hurts the story.

Mackie, Carpenter and Rae’s roles are more of a stumbling block. Mackie is given zero redeeming qualities, and exists primarily to give the movie a black villain in an attempt to avoid having an all-white rogues gallery. I would have preferred they didn’t. Mackie is an excellent actor, and the message that it doesn’t take a white person to hurt a black neighborhood is received, but King himself is one note, the kind of person who sets fire to a store with kids inside just because his quota of damsels tied to railroad tracks is a little behind that month. Carpenter’s faithless friend is likewise one-note, the sort of Draco Malfoy-esque stereotype that producers make deliberately horrible so that we feel no conflict when they get the crap beat out of them. Perhaps the most off-putting character is Rae’s. Ofrah (seriously, that name) is so clearly manipulating the feelings of a minor child to serve her own goals that it borders on abusive. The film, however, never explores this, preferring to take a rather slimy character and force her into the role of an unquestioned hero.

Where Audrey Wells’ screenplay and George Tillman Jr.’s direction score a direct hit is in Starr’s family and social life. I’ve rarely seen a group of actors more convincingly communicate that they are blood, in fact or in spirit. An opening scene in which Maverick teaches his children, when younger, how not to get shot by police left my mind quiet; it is incredibly well done because it is a social message second and a man showing real concern for his kids first. From the scene in which Khalil and Starr meet at a party to the shooting is as skillful a bit of character work as I have seen in 2018, as Stenberg and Smith share the kinds of conversations that can only happen when you have known someone a very long time, and his death spiked my emotions and arrested my logic, particularly as the cop simply watches him bleed out. Starr’s inner monologue is entirely free of the movie’s political purpose, and only discusses the events as she sees them, in the ways that affect her. I normally don’t care for narration, but in this case it helps to emotionally ground events that sometimes seem more sermon than story.

The era when a blatantly message-oriented melodrama like this one earned all the awards is long gone, and many other films in the past few years have portrayed the struggle of being black in America with more effective stories and less preaching. The movie is worth watching not to get told how the world is, but to see the dynamics of a family struggling through personal events that demand to become public. It may not be great, but it is effective.

Verdict: Recommended

Note: I don’t use stars, but here are my possible verdicts.

Must-See

Highly Recommended

Recommended

Average

Not Recommended

Avoid like the Plague

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#the hate u give #movies #amandla stenberg #anthony mackie

[femmarvelnerd]

Ace Comic Con Seattle

So it has taken me an extra day to take some time to figure out what to say about my experience at Ace Comic Con. It was my first Con, so maybe I didn’t know what to expect, but I left just feeling weird about the whole thing.

So first, the celebrities had jam-packed schedules. I was to get Tom Hiddleston’s autograph and a photo op on Sunday, so when things got delayed, I took a look at his schedule. He had about 20 minutes to get through 50+ people, with back to back 20 minutes for new people. This didn’t even give time for him to walk from one area to the other, and I don’t believe a lunch time or a break was ever scheduled in. Which is insane. What--you are supposed to be happy, engaged, and alert nonstop to thousands of people for three days straight?

So I come with a huge amount of understanding and empathy when I say my experience “meeting” him was meh. 

In the morning for the autograph, the girl in front of me must have asked for a hug or something, and he said he couldn’t do that, and she walked away. The guy/staff next to him says, “I see what you mean! Boundaries, man.” And Tom responds, “Yeah, they are super important.”

Obviously, hearing this, I did not feel like I could be like, “Hey, thank you for getting me into Marvel,” or “Hey, the Hollow Crown dvds I am asking you to autograph was the last birthday gift from my dad before he died,” because honestly--boundaries. I did not think he would give a fuck. Would likely be nice about it, but not give a fuck. I would have been saying those things for my own sake, not for his. His work’s positive affect on my life does not effect his.

That said, he seem surprised that I had the Hollow Crown and said he was very proud of his work in it. But then we confusedly bumbled through where and what for him to sign, and since I had just taken an anti anxiety pill before stepping into his area, my brain had nothing to give me. Which, I really wish I had thought of this beforehand, because asking him to perform the emotional labor of making a decision was just another mental stress I didn’t need to ask of him.

So instead of anything about myself, I asked if he was enjoying his time in the PNW. He paused and then in a rather unconvincing, almost monotone voice said, “I am having a great time.” Which, once again, I do not blame him for totally not feeling it. I wished him a good stay in Seattle and moved on.

Later, he was about an hour late to the photo op. I was sad to be missing most of Hayley Atwell’s panel, but once again, this wasn’t his fault--the scheduling was insane. But when the line moved through, it was crazy fast. I may have had 1.5 seconds. It was so fast my hair is literally moving in front of my face from me getting into position. And I didn’t attempt a pose/to speak to him--I just went straight for what they expected of me, because I felt everyone was overwhelmed at this point. So once again, I didn’t even make eye contact with him, but I briefly put my hand on his waist. Woo. I thanked him for his time and boogied out of there. And don’t be surprised that I do not show you my photo--between the hair, the crazy eyes, and my head was literally crooked, I am not sharing that with anyone. But I also wasnt going to ask for a reshoot. $200 to put my arm around Tom Hiddleston for a second is what I apparently paid for. A reshoot would have just added to the stress and the chaos, and this whole thing just emphasized to me: I am not important. Nothing about me is more important than anyone else here, and asking for more just felt wrong.

That said, he is clearly a great actor, because there were no smiles during the autograph signings but he was able to plaster it on for photos, and was even able to seem like a person after a full day of this stuff, when he went out for his panel.

Overall, I am not wanting to go back to a comic con. Especially not to pay extra for maybe a total of 5-7  seconds of nearby time with a celebrity. I did not walk away feeling like I “met” him. I feel like I can say I was near him and got an autograph. Also briefly touched him. Which brings me to my next thought.

It felt like we were very much so commodifying a human being. Rampant capitalism made it so it was like we were dehumanizing these celebrities to the status of robots, and taking every last inch of them that we could. And it felt dirty. 

Add on the panels q&a’s where everyone thought it was okay to take that time to make the celebrity say hi to a friend (one or two people, ok, but 10 people per panel? C’mon. This isnt about you or your friend. You are given a special opportunity. Ask them a question that will appeal to them and the audience). Many people also did this weird thing during q&a where they said, “I love you,” and would stare at them waiting until it was almost awkward and they would respond, “love you too....”. Reminder: You do not love them. You love their work. You love their public persona. You love what they choose to do with their time and what they allow you to see. But as much as you internet stalk them, you do not KNOW them. And even if you feel the need to say, “I love you,” quickly move on to your question, because making them have to say it back is just weird and continues to dehumanize them. They are already so limited in how they can behave at these things and it just pushed another boundary.

Most people have heard how rude those girls were during the Stan, Mackie, Holland panel so I wont get into it too much. It was shockingly rude, it was not okay, and there should have been a person there who was able to take the mic away and move it along. Or, there should have been a person these people would tell their questions to beforehand to get approved. Though, I will say they were likely attempting to play off the bantering that had been occurring on stage, it fell extremely flat. Reminder: If you are not a part of the inner circle, you should not try to banter like you are--especially if that bantering involves cutting remarks. This isn’t just about celebrities but also a good life lesson.

After all that general negativity, I want to say some nice things.

The celebrities all pulled off not having a meltdown, which is more than I could have done. So kudos to them.

Kevin Smith was the highlight. He was a great moderator for the panels, and was hilarious during his own panel.

Hayley Atwell is extremely intelligent and poised and I want to be more like her.

Matthew Lillard was there during a D&D panel, and though at first he was being a bit of a sour sport about people bringing up his old acting roles, he eventually embraced it, making it a fun time for everyone there.

And finally: Droids. Everything is better with droids. R2-D2s galore, a BB-8, R5-D4(my fav.) and several others. I went there with Marvel in mind, but walked away with Star Wars droids in my heart.

And if you stayed with me to the end of this review, I am impressed. I do not want people to stay away from Cons, but I hope my experience will at least shed some light, and help people remember proper behavior, and maybe help them make some financial decisions about what is most important to them.

#ace comic con #tom hiddleston #seattle #kevin smith #matthew lillard #hayley atwell #droids #i honestly wont blame most of those marvel folks if they never want to do cons again after this #but maybe they are all this bad and they knew that going in? #capitalism #celebrities #ps--the celebrities do not owe us anything #we choose to spend our time being their fan and supporting them #but they are not responsibly for our choices and do not owe any particular one of us anything