I had an apartment above hers [Zoe], like a converted house in Providence, and one night around 3 o’clock in the morning just before I’m gonna start shooting I heard: “Maaaark! Maaaark, there’s someone breaking into my apartment!” and I’m just like “Wha— What?!”, and I’m like, “I’m coming! I’m coming!”
But then he goes, “Wait a minute, let me put some clothes on first!”
—Mark Ruffalo and Zoe Saldana on their ice-breaking moment.
lbr, even if they’d have a 50s honeymoon, they’d totally end up kicking ass and busting crime rings by accident
I WANT TO READ THAT FIC TOOOO
Really we just need Howard debriefing them after, sitting at his giant desk in his brand new SHIELD office, the two of them looking sullen and defiant, and he pinches the bridge of his nose and says, “Let’s discuss this again, you went on your honeymoon and how many people are dead?”
And Steve’s like “Look, I only killed the ones trying to kill me, I was good,” and Peggy’s all “And the rest of them were bad people anyway, I honestly don’t see the problem here” and Steve gives her this super doe-eyed look of passion and Howard mutters “I’m never getting married” to himself.
Someone needs to write this. Extra points if Steve has a bitemark/hickey on his neck, clearly visible, when Howard’s dressing them down.
Well, remember, the Hulk as an experiment in re-creating the super-soldier is very recent — I’d have to check with Mage for the precise date but I believe it only dates to the Ed Norton Hulk film. But to make it easy, let’s stick with MCU for now and ignore the comics, because in MCU Hulk was an attempt to re-create the Super Soldier Serum, though Bruce Banner wasn’t apparently aware of that.
I don’t think we’d see the Hulk sooner, at least in America, but the why of that is a complicated one.
If Erskine had lived, the Serum formula would have been in his control, which I don’t think was an accident; Erskine came from Nazi-controlled Germany and he presumably had a very healthy paranoia about authority. Even if the US had no plans to kill him, he knew that they wouldn’t dare think about it so long as he was the only one who knew the formula. It also meant he could exercise the same rigorous quality control on later test subjects that he did when choosing Steve. Phillips, for all his likeable qualities, was a military man in wartime and like most of the people he represented, he wanted the biggest, dumbest asshole to get the treatment — if Erskine didn’t control who got it, then the Army would start shoving men like Gilmore Hodge into the Sarcophagus of Pretty. And as we know, in the Sarcophagus of Pretty, good gets better, and bad gets worse. So you either get a lot of indestructible bullies, or you get a lot of dead ones. Erskine won’t have that.
So you have Erskine who is willing to make super soldiers but who is not going to unless they pass his personal inspection. The government’s still getting its soldiers, even if it’s not getting them super fast. Maybe they want more than Erskine is willing to give, but a bureaucracy at rest tends to stay at rest; as long as Erksine’s willing to play ball, it’s unlikely that anyone but a psychotic would push for parallel experimentation just so they could get more soldiers, and highly unlikely it would get funding.
There was a fanfic once, I wish I could remember where, that had one character talking about how it was a good thing Erksine died, because then the genetic arms race would have kicked into high gear, and you’d get armies of Super Soldiers running around fucking shit up. Another character pointed out that no — if personality affects how one reacts to the Serum, then what you get for candidates are people like Steve Rogers — people who will not use their power for personal gain, who will not blindly follow orders, and who will not stand to see the powerful dominate the weak. So what you end up with are a bunch of rational, thoughtful, stridently anti-authoritarian and nearly indestructible men who are trained to work well together and collaborate to achieve their goals. I can’t think the military would want too many of them.
If we did see a Hulk, I don’t think it would be an American one; I think it would be the product of Russia, post-war, trying to break the cold war stalemate by producing its own super soldiers with partial information taken from spies in America.
Fandom: What’s Your Number? (2011) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ally Darling/Colin Shea, Ally Darling & Daisy Darling Characters: Ally Darling, Colin Shea, Daisy Darling Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Developing Relationship, Sexual Tension, Sexual Experimentation, Making Out, Kissing, Frottage, Heteronormativity, Heterosexual Sex, Hand Jobs, Sexual Fantasy, Sexual Frustration, Anal Sex, Spanking, Slow Burn, (sort of), Kink Negotiation, Sex Positive, Dom/sub Undertones, Communication, Enthusiastic Consent, Honesty, Pregnancy, but not Ally’s
Summary: Ally had said I need to slow down. She didn’t know that Colin would take her at her word.
Now they’re locked in a teenage holding-pattern game of sexual chicken. They’re either going to die from the sexual tension or eventually have the most explosive sex ever.
Notes: For copperbadge.
This is all Sam’s fault. Sam wrote What’s Your Number? fic (More Than A Little True), which meant I had to watch What’s Your Number?, which means I now watch it on a semi-regular basis whenever I need some adorable naked Chris Evans in my life with a plot that contains terrible messages about sex. So, to try and continue what I think may have been the film makers’ original intentions, I have written a couple of thousand words of post-canon fix-it to mend the awfulness somewhat.
Your fault, Sam. Happy Holidays. 🙂
HAHAHAHA THIS IS AMAZING 😀
I will slowly convert the entire internet to writing What’s Your Number fanfiction, if only to repair all that is wrong with the movie itself.
I think it would require the entire internet to fix What’s Your Number?
Fandom: What’s Your Number? (2011) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ally Darling/Colin Shea, Ally Darling & Daisy Darling Characters: Ally Darling, Colin Shea, Daisy Darling Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Developing Relationship, Sexual Tension, Sexual Experimentation, Making Out, Kissing, Frottage, Heteronormativity, Heterosexual Sex, Hand Jobs, Sexual Fantasy, Sexual Frustration, Anal Sex, Spanking, Slow Burn, (sort of), Kink Negotiation, Sex Positive, Dom/sub Undertones, Communication, Enthusiastic Consent, Honesty, Pregnancy, but not Ally’s
Summary: Ally had said I need to slow down. She didn’t know that Colin would take her at her word.
Now they’re locked in a teenage holding-pattern game of sexual chicken. They’re either going to die from the sexual tension or eventually have the most explosive sex ever.
Notes: For copperbadge.
This is all Sam’s fault. Sam wrote What’s Your Number? fic (More Than A Little True), which meant I had to watch What’s Your Number?, which means I now watch it on a semi-regular basis whenever I need some adorable naked Chris Evans in my life with a plot that contains terrible messages about sex. So, to try and continue what I think may have been the film makers’ original intentions, I have written a couple of thousand words of post-canon fix-it to mend the awfulness somewhat.
I’ve had the opening of this in my head ALL WEEK so thank god I finally sat down and scourged myself through it.
Title: Bright Eyes (Steve/Tony) Rating: PG Warnings: None. Summary: Steve might have a fixation on Tony’s minor mutation. Notes: This is set in the universe of the Earth’s Mightiest Heroes animated cartoon, where Tony has remarkable gold-brown eyes.
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Tony Stark had the strangest eyes Steve had ever seen, and he’d fought vampires, so that was saying something.
Not that they were unpleasant, not at all. They were just such an unusual color — Iron Man’s were blue of course, lit from inside, but Tony’s were anywhere from bright gold, in the right light, to deep burnished copper. Nobody had eyes like Tony, not even Hawkeye.