Captain America: Red Skull grabs an Infinity Stone with his bare hands, gets his face melted off like in Raiders of the Lost Ark.
Guardians of the Galaxy: “Yeah, Infinity Stones are not to be fucked around with. If you’re anything less than immortal, touching it for more than a second will make you explode. MAYBE if you got a couple of people to share the load, you could hold it for a minute or two, but even then if you push it too far your head will pop off like a soda bottle.”
Thor 2: Jane Foster absorbs an Infinity Stone into her bloodstream, sees the whole of the universe, develops defensive superpowers, goes for days where her only negative side effects are a fever and occasional fainting.
Jane Foster is raw as hell.
THERE ARE FOUR KINDS OF FANFICTION
ANGST
FLUFF
CRACK
AND… *AHEM*
”..what about “Sherlock” makes you keep coming back and keep going with that instead of having an ending?”
Well again, writing. It’s beautifully written. It’s beautifully shot. Benny’s an excellent Sherlock. The rest of the cast is phenomenal, so it’s just that. It’s playing a great, interesting character with layers, who is able to be surprising, who’s not filler, who’s not just a sidekick [for] someone who’s brilliant and you’re just there facilitating it. You get the chance for your character to be brilliant as well, you know? Sherlock and John both get a chance to be brilliant. What brings me back is the fact that it is very much based on what happens between Ben and I when the camera starts rolling. That is part of it. But I think what Ben and I bring to it is rather unique. I have to say, I’m pretending I’m not in the show. I’m pretending I’m watching it and going, “Oh, that’s quite unique.” I know it sounds quite self-aggrandizing for me to be saying this but it’s frankly fucking true.