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OH MY GOD SO NO FUCKIN BULLSHIT I SWEAR To GOD. I reblogged this an hour ago and IM NOT Lying My Tax Refund which I did in late march popped into my Bank Account, and it was a Decent sized amount……
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It’s a great movie, for a start. Awesome, awesome movie. Great fight scenes; great on-screen time for everyone new or old (although I have to admit that Clint is still a lil’ bit on the sideshow role, even in this one); great jokes; great themes - in short, great everything.
But I do regret watching it…
I regret watching it because I came in as a fanboy, hailing from the fandom. I may not write much or draw (anything), but I am apart of the fandom and coming in to watch this movie with all these ideas and headcanons and what-ifs destroyed me.
Minutes has passed and I still cannot processed the entire movie, not emotionally at least.
I came in, rooting for Tony Stark. Not because he’s RDJ or because he’s the guy with money and the fancy suit - no. I root for him because of what he’s been through and I know that he won’t be doing shit just for fun, not when it’s this big. And the movie did not disappoint: We were shown that there is a reason for Tony’s decision to side with the World’s governments in this one. But as the movie progresses and plots unfold I realize something: that everybody sees something - an event or a dialogue or even an object - in very different perspective. Everybody has their own version of truth: be it the actual truth or not.
I walked inside rooting for Tony Stark, sat and then thought that maybe Tony Stark was not the only one who is right - maybe Steve Rogers weren’t the only one wrong - and walked out of the movie feeling…nothing. There was a scene…I’m not going to spoil much, but there was a scene towards the end where you can literally see fear in Tony Stark’s eyes. Real fear - not fear because he is outgunned with two enraged, enhanced people coming in hot at him; not fear because his entire mansion was blown off and he had to choose between using his armor to save the day or save Pepper Potts; not fear because he had to deliver a freaking nuclear bomb into outer space through an inter-dimensional door with absolutely no idea of how he’s coming back to Earth.
But just fear - plain ole’ fear. Fear of Captain America.
It was at this exact moment that I felt my heart beat, once, twice and then I was no longer feeling anything. I could not form an idea of what I was feeling. I had not a single clue what it was that is going through my head.
Tony Stark, scared of Captain America. Wow, can you even imagine that. It was here that I realized that no one can be absolutely right or wrong, not with something this big. Everyone is right to a certain degree; the rest of them is not wrong, but merely the truth for those standing on the other side of the field.
The movie delivered what we all wanted, and then some. Disregarding the whole awkward kissing scene between Steve and Sharon Carter, the whole movie worked and it worked well. The familial bond was such a prominent theme throughout the entire movie and it relates to almost every single character in the movie. Friendship was one too, although I don’t really want to think about it because my heart aches every time I think about it during my drive back to my house.
I didn’t really like the ending - it felt rushed to me, and a little bit out of track. It worked, sure, but I feel like if they paced it out a little bit (and I know it will drag the movie a few minutes longer but) then the entire movie would be a total success - to me, at least. Oh, and also edit out the kissing scene - totally unnecessary and weird and came out of the left field from fucking Pluto. I don’t really like the fact that we didn’t see much coming from Clint, but that’s been going on for about three movies prior, so nothing changed much.
Captain America: Civil War. More like, Captain America: Civil Separation. I hated this movie, it played with my heart too much.
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AU: Derek breaks up with Stiles before he goes off to college. When Stiles returns to Beacon Hills for the first time since college, he’s not sure if Derek would want to see him.
*whimpers*
I can see them jump into each others arms and Derek inhale Stiles’ scent deeply and Stiles fists his hands in Derek’s shirt so hard is knuckles hurt.