c’mon Steve she used to be a master spy, some things are just important
inspired by a wonderful tag on my hair swishing Nats (because yes I’m that creepy loser who reads every single tag none of you are safe from my prying eyes) —
which is of course based on this scene from the luminous, exuberant Brooklyn Nine-Nine
Like when women hate men it’s frustrating at worst, maybe it hurts someone’s feelings, but when men hate women they are shamed, abused, patronized, demeaned, objectified, raped, and murdered, ya feel me, so even if I WAS a raging misandrist like worst case scenario I’d be a bummer at parties, meanwhile a girl somewhere literally can’t leave her house because it’s dark outside.
#you know thor is gonna go throw his room all ‘I USED TO HAVE ONE!’ just so he can give it to jane so she can take apart #maybe he can’t find out and asks volstagg for one bc his kids have 300 #but also!!! THAT SOMETHING AS SIMPLE AS AN ASGARDIAN BALL IS SO ADVANCED #and jane finds such wonder in it #and even when she realised that it’s ball it doesn’t take away from it #and thor doesn’t mock her for it #he thinks it’s cute #he’s definitely gonna find that ball #he’s sure he had one #maybe he broke it
Yeah, I can’t resist to reblog just to remind everybody that Thor fell for Jane Foster in the first place because she was so damn clever, and curious, and passionate about her work, and obstinate, and he was impressed and amazed and so touched to see the humans more resourceful than he thought and hey, here is another bit of Thor’s personality, he’s just so happy to have been proven wrong now that it allows him to see the best in people—
I just fail to understand why so many would dislike Jane Foster, and even more erase her character from their works; she is absolutely marvellous, both unbelievable and terribly realistic, adorable and awkward, driven but sweet, kind but relentless, and so fucking gifted. And there are people wondering why Thor is interested in her?! Argh!
Also this scene is quite wonderful: you have two people who had a crush on each other last time they met, but who have been unable to see each other since, and the current events are hardly allowing them to get to know each other better—and they kinda find themselves in the same situation they were last time, and you see how they reconnect and it’s just perfect. Perfectly untimely and a little bit tragic, too.
Re-reblogging for the commentary.
Where is this from?!?!?! I thought I watched all the deleted scenes on the blu-ray!
omgosh, Thor finding his old ball, and it’s broken, so he feels REALLY bad, but no one else has one that he’s friends with, and he can’t exactly take a ball away from one of the children—Jane probably wouldn’t like that and besides it’s not exactly behavior fitting the Prince of Asgard and protector of the nine realms. So he tries to fix up his childhood ball but blast it, he made it worse, oh pickles. Loki used to be good at this stuff, at the clever fiddly stuff. Thor was much better at throwing the ball really hard and shattering trees with it.
So he brings the ball to Jane sheepishly on Earth with a bow tied around it and is like “I know you wanted a working one but this is my old one and it’s broken but I’d be honored if you had it. Perhaps you can keep it as a memento while I try and find you a working one.”
And Jane gasps and holds the ball tight to herself and she says “No, Thor!!! This is perfect!! This is even better. You gave me a BROKEN ball!! Now I can learn about it by trying to fix it!!!” And she hugs Thor and kisses Thor and they fall into her rickety little bed in her London flat and, oh, well: that’s something else Jane will have to fix in the morning, but Thor is pretty sure he can help with this one, it’s just slats of wood and hammering it in place, and if there’s one thing he’s pretty good at, it’s hitting things with his hammer.
(The hammer, in this case, is not his penis. Though he wouldn’t object if Jane wanted a round with that hammer before getting to work with a Migardian hammer in the morning. A non-penis Migardian hammer.)
And so the next morning Darcy makes tea and smiles real big at Thor as he sits shirtless at the kitchen table and drinks the terrible muddy water. He knows what Darcy is smiling at—it’s why he gave Jane back her robe before answering the door. He figured that Darcy is one of Jane’s friends and if something so simple as his Asgardian physique makes her happy, that’s something Thor could do.
So he sits int he kitchen and drinks tea and makes these strange little Migardians happy with his bare chest and some broken toy from when he was a child. It’s easy, to make them happy. But, Thor should be one to talk: He’s watching his Migardian lady with sleep-crusted eyes poking with metal tools at his broken childhood toy, and he’s pretty happy himself.
Now he just has to rebuild that bed.
MY GRANDMA GOT ALL A’S IN “ETIQUETTE” (YES THAT WAS AN ACTUAL CLASS IN HER HIGH SCHOOL) AND SHE TOLD ME, “DEAR,” SHE SAID,
“YOU NEVER CROSS YOUR LEGS, YOU CROSS YOUR ANKLES. BUT THE GREAT THING ABOUT YOU LIVING IN THIS GENERATION IS YOU DON’T HAVE TO FOLLOW MY GENERATION’S RULES. SIT THE WAY YOU WANT. IF SOMEONE LOOKS UP YOUR SKIRT, JUST TELL THEM YOUR AUNT MARY WILL KILL THEM.”
WHICH IS TRUE
MY AUNT MARY HAD A SWITCHBLADE IN A SPECIAL POCKET OF HER NIGHTGOWN UNTIL THE DAY SHE DIED
the moral of this story is
1. Sit the way you want.
2. My great aunt Mary was a fucking badass.
imagine bucky and natasha whispering behind steve’s back in russian, just little harmless things like “he’s cute when he’s angry” and “if you tell him he’s got a nice ass he’ll turn the color of your hair” so steve decides he’s gonna learn some russian so he can understand what they’re saying about him, but it has an unintended side effect. bucky mumbles in his sleep when he’s restless, sometimes english or spanish or japanese, but most often in russian. usually it’s a litany of “don’t make me don’t make me please stop don’t make me i don’t want to” but every now and then it’ll be something along the lines of “begging for your life won’t make a fucking difference to me” and steve can’t decide which is worse
When they do find Bucky and Steve brings him back to their motel room, Sam is politely supportive and makes I’m-watching-you gestures while Steve isn’t looking. Sam doesn’t see Bucky actually sleep that night even though he and Steve have one room and two single beds and there aren’t many places Bucky could have hidden.
There’s a dent in the sheets next to Steve in the morning, though.
Steve tosses Sam the keys to the rental car as the leave.
That’s when Sam turns and speaks to Bucky for the first time.
"You’re sitting in the back and you’re not sitting behind me, you hear me?" he said, pointing at Bucky with the key. "No funny business. No riding on the roof. No stealing essential bits of the car that I need for driving."
"Sam—" said Steve and then blinked in surprise when Bucky threw his head back and laughed.
A week later, Sam tossed the keys to Bucky as they left a Denny’s.
"Bucky take the wheel," he said.
Then Bucky spoke with him, anticipating the joke: “But not literally,” they said in unison.
Even Steve laughed that time.