“The Mind Stone is the fourth of the Infinity Stones to show up in the last few years. That’s not a coincidence. Someone has been playing an intricate game and has made pawns of us.” – Thor (Avengers: Age of Ultron)
“Endgame” is a term used to label the late stage of a chess game when there’s fewer pieces on the board–and the King becomes a more powerful figure. This is why Strange saved Tony–not only because Tony will be a pivotal figure moving forward, but to lose Tony would be checkmate. (x)
I want a character in a zombie apocalypse setting who is just inexplicably good at survival tasks – knows how to make a fire from scratch, cooks insanely well, can hunt, skin animals, makes cheese, butter, and such, but gradually the people in their group begin to notice they never seem to catch pop culture references or allusions to normal, everyday historical facts about the pre-apocalypse world.
And everyone has all these theories about them like, what did they do before? Why are they like this? How do they just automatically know how to sew clothing, milk a cow, and build quality shelter, but….. they don’t know who Chris Evans was. Never heard of Buzzfeed. Can’t drive a car. They’ve apparently never seen Star Wars ORStar Trek. Who the hell is this person? Why are they so weird?
And eventually it comes out: When the apocalypse happened this person took the opportunity to blend in, reinvent themselves. But in the old world?
tell me again about how peggy carter never taught steve rogers how to fight?
you
clearly
aren’t
paying
enough
attention
dear
What I love about this in an odd way is that all of these fighting techniques tend to be used by smaller and weaker people. In the first two: you get them off balance, take them by surprise. In three and four: incapacitating someone so they can’t continue to harm you. Five and six: again, surprise and using nearby objects because if they can’t get to you, they can’t hit you. Finally, the last two: overturn their center of gravity, get them off balance, get them to fall. These are all things Steve should have been taught before he went standing up to bullies and they are all things that Peggy Carter made sure he knew when he was big enough to keep bullies from hurting other people.
She taught Steve before he was big. She didn’t know (and if she had an idea, she definitely didn’t know for certain) that he was ever going to get big. She taught little Steve Rogers how to fight, because everyone else at basic training treated his presence like a joke, and because she was hands down the most qualified.
Or course Steve already knew how to fight, but he knew how to fight like a big muscular person, which he wasn’t. Most of his knowledge of fighting came from being hit by other people, by bigger people, by men. You can bet Bucky tried to teach him, but Bucky was big and strong and not qualified to know what would work best for STEVE.
Peggy Carter taught Steve to fight within his abilities, within his limitations, USING his size to his advantage. Be fast, be resourceful, bend your knees and get low and use their momentum against them, and when it gets serious fight dirty.
Peggy Carter taught Steve Rogers to fight like a woman, and that is why he always fucking wins.
So I’ve been thinking about Sherlock & fandom & creators while watching a lot of HGTV (I’m an old fuddy duddy so I love me some HGTV) and I realized an analogy that works for me:
Imagine a show called Your Dream Show House with Steven & Mark where I am the homeowner and they swoop in to help me spend my insane budget on my dream.
I am happy to have Moffat & Gatiss be my architecture and design team. They pick out gorgeous stuff that I want. They show me pictures and I get all inspired. Their look book is fabulous and the blueprints make me ooh and ahh.
I do not want them as my general contractors. I’ve seen their work. When they start building, it doesn’t look like what the blueprints seemed to show. The designers get these odd ideas halfway through and they don’t match (a portcullis? What? On a craftsman bungalow? And woah, get the grass off the walls)
No, I want Fandom for my contractor. Fan artists and metawriters and gif makers and fic writers and headcanoneers. They make stiff I like! They adapt! They don’t give a fuck about being exciting and shocking for the sake of it or whatever. They create with love. They will put an octopus in my pool of I want it. They will give me 2 bedrooms (will we be needing both?) or one bedroom or seventeen.
