DO YOU FONDUE???
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I ship Cap 'n Carter so hard, but I feel like I should get over it, given the circumstances, so I have picspammed those things that happened in that film where Steve's a dancing monkey, in the hopes that I wil be able to put them behind me and start shipping Steve and Natasha like I obviously should. so, here, this is what I recall happening:
-You have no idea how to talk to a woman, do you?
-This is the longest conversation I've had with one.
-I have a feeling I won't be wanting you for your conversational skills, poppet.
-How do you feel?
-Hotter.
-You look hotter. I MUST TOUCH YOU NOW.
-Is this the no conversation thing you were alluding to earlier?
-Spot on, soldier. Keep your pretty little mouth shut, I'm fondling.
-What are you doing here?
-Officially I'm not here at all. Unofficially I AM STALKING YOU. YOU ARE MINE NOW.
-Shucks, I'm just a skinny kid from...
-SHUT UP AND DO ME, ROGERS. I'm not wearing any knickers.
-I finally get everything I wanted, and I'm wearing tights.
-Yes, that might prove problematic.
-Still wearing those tights, soldier?
-Hell, yes, they're the only thing keeping my virginity intact.
-I'll just have to rip them off with my teeth.
-You frighten me SO MUCH.
-Don't look so worried, Rogers.
-You keep stroking my uniform, Agent Carter.
-I'm still hoping you'll take off the tights.
-I think they're fused to my groin.
JESUS CHRIST YOU'RE SCARY!
-You so much as look at another woman again, Rogers, and I will sit on your face.
-Is that a threat?
-What do you think?
-As threats go, it's not very... threatening? It wouldn't be... an awful thing for you to... YOU CONFUSE ME, GO AWAY!
-I've decided to flash my boobs at you, Steve.
-They're... very nice.
-I might even, when this is all over, go dancing.
-Is that a euphemism? I'm crap at euphemisms, you're better off just telling me exactly what you mean.
-Look at my boobs again.
-Yes, ma'am.
-You know I'm precariously balanced on a speeding car, right?
-It was kiss you or sit on your face, Steve.
-I did tell you I might not completely object to the second thing, didn't I?
-No, you told me to go away.
-Sorry, ma'am. Won't happen again.
-Steve, you do know every time I said "dance," I meant "fuck," right?
-I wasn't aware of that, no. I did tell you to skip the euphemisms.
-Well, I did.
-Do I still have time to reevaluate our entire relationship?
-Probably not, no.
-Damn.
-Steve? ... Steve?
ROCKS FELL. STEVE DIES. Oh, and then he says he had a date and BREAKS YOUR HEART JUST A LITTLE BIT. GAH, STEVE, stop doing that.
I ship Cap 'n Carter so hard, but I feel like I should get over it, given the circumstances, so I have picspammed those things that happened in that film where Steve's a dancing monkey, in the hopes that I wil be able to put them behind me and start shipping Steve and Natasha like I obviously should. so, here, this is what I recall happening:
-You have no idea how to talk to a woman, do you?
-This is the longest conversation I've had with one.
-I have a feeling I won't be wanting you for your conversational skills, poppet.
-How do you feel?
-Hotter.
-You look hotter. I MUST TOUCH YOU NOW.
-Is this the no conversation thing you were alluding to earlier?
-Spot on, soldier. Keep your pretty little mouth shut, I'm fondling.
-What are you doing here?
-Officially I'm not here at all. Unofficially I AM STALKING YOU. YOU ARE MINE NOW.
-Shucks, I'm just a skinny kid from...
-SHUT UP AND DO ME, ROGERS. I'm not wearing any knickers.
-I finally get everything I wanted, and I'm wearing tights.
-Yes, that might prove problematic.
-Still wearing those tights, soldier?
-Hell, yes, they're the only thing keeping my virginity intact.
-I'll just have to rip them off with my teeth.
-You frighten me SO MUCH.
-Don't look so worried, Rogers.
-You keep stroking my uniform, Agent Carter.
-I'm still hoping you'll take off the tights.
-I think they're fused to my groin.
JESUS CHRIST YOU'RE SCARY!
-You so much as look at another woman again, Rogers, and I will sit on your face.
-Is that a threat?
-What do you think?
-As threats go, it's not very... threatening? It wouldn't be... an awful thing for you to... YOU CONFUSE ME, GO AWAY!
-I've decided to flash my boobs at you, Steve.
-They're... very nice.
-I might even, when this is all over, go dancing.
-Is that a euphemism? I'm crap at euphemisms, you're better off just telling me exactly what you mean.
-Look at my boobs again.
-Yes, ma'am.
-You know I'm precariously balanced on a speeding car, right?
-It was kiss you or sit on your face, Steve.
-I did tell you I might not completely object to the second thing, didn't I?
-No, you told me to go away.
-Sorry, ma'am. Won't happen again.
-Steve, you do know every time I said "dance," I meant "fuck," right?
-I wasn't aware of that, no. I did tell you to skip the euphemisms.
-Well, I did.
-Do I still have time to reevaluate our entire relationship?
-Probably not, no.
-Damn.
-Steve? ... Steve?
ROCKS FELL. STEVE DIES. Oh, and then he says he had a date and BREAKS YOUR HEART JUST A LITTLE BIT. GAH, STEVE, stop doing that.
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Oh, and if you haven't already, you must read the "Wise Advice from RDJ" section of copperbadge.tumblr.com, which is a section where RDJ advises Chris Evans on his Life Choices, mostly sartorial.
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Date: 2014-04-06 04:08 am (UTC)I hope they don't do that, but then I'm probably the only person on the internet who doesn't care that much about Bucky and is ambivalent towards SebStan.