medal-of-valour

Full medal jacket

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about Steve’s decorations in the MCU—or rather, the lack of them—and especially about Bucky’s medals, which are nonexistent. I’m writing a fic where there’s some discussion about decorations, valor, and the fact that Bucky was a war hero, trying to make sense of the incoherent hack writing of CACW that has the media identifying the “infamous Winter Soldier” as James Buchanan Barnes, but apparently no one seems to also be talking about the fact that this is Howling Commando James Barnes, Captain America’s best friend James Barnes, decorated war hero James Barnes. (laporcupina has a nice examination of this here.)

The first time we see Steve in his Captain’s uniform, he’s wearing these ribbons and badges

Sigh. He’s so dreamy… There’s a few different posts floating around identifying what those ribbons and badges are, but the most important is that he’s wearing the ribbons for only two medals: one is the purple heart with an oak leaf cluster, which signifies that he was wounded in action at least twice (once for the original medal, the oak leaves for another award). That one’s interesting because we don’t see him get wounded, really, in the First Avenger; it could mean, though, that the multiple purple hearts were for meritorious service because they were given for that at that time. He’s also wearing an American Service Defense Medal ribbon, which confuses me, because in the MCU he shouldn’t wear it: they were given for active service from 1939–1941, so he wouldn’t have had this. (In the comics, yes, but not the movies.) I chalk this up to Marvel’s notoriously terrible props department, the folks who gave us a museum display with two different birthdates for Bucky on the SAME DISPLAY, and use quotation marks and apostrophes for feet and inches, when no self-respecting museum would do that. (Those are the tip of the props issues iceberg but my personal pet peeves.)

Now, this shot is presumably in the scene where he blows off Senator Brandt in London, where he’s supposed to receive a “Medal for Valour” which is never specified. And it’s irritating because: which was it? Was it the Medal of Honor, the highest award you can earn? Or was it the Distinguished Service Cross, the second highest award for valor? It could even be the Silver Star, although I feel like that’s unlikely because single-handedly rescuing 400-plus men from a heavily guarded prison camp is a lot more than Silver Star-worthy. My feeling is that it was the DSC, maybe because they figured they’d save the MoH for later since he’d probably be raking in medals as he won the war. I can buy him not wearing it right then since the ceremony just happened, but…it’s a stretch.

Then immediately after, we see Steve with the men who will become the Howlies, and no one has any decorations on their uniforms/they’re not in full uniform…and then there’s Bucky. He has no decorations even when we see him in the service uniform at the start of CATFA, and he’s certainly not wearing any in the pub.

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i hope sokka lived a happy and fulfilling life that he was able to share with lots of generations. i hope he was able to learn lots about the world and space and science. i hope he was able to implement all the things he wanted to as a councilman and i hope he felt good about helping nonbender kids feel a part of the community. i hope he kept a strong relationship with katara, toph, zuko, aang, hakoda and suki. i hope that he got a medal of valour or something alongside the gaang and i hope his efforts to create a better community weren’t ignored because he deserved all of that

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Enrico Toti lost his left leg while working for Italian railways, at the age of 24. After his injury he became a cyclist. In 1911, riding on a bicycle with one leg, he cycled to Paris and then through Belgium, the Netherlands and Denmark, up to Finland and Lapland. From there, via Russia and Poland, he returned to Italy in June 1912.
When war broke out between Italy and the Austrian Empire, Toti tried to volunteer for the Italian army but was not accepted due to his injury. Undaunted, he reached the frontline with his bicycle and managed to serve as an unpaid, unregistered, fully non-regulation “civilian volunteer” attached to several units. Forced to leave the combat zone and return home by the Carabinieri (Military Police), Toti stubbornly returned to the front and finally managed to join (still unofficially) the 3rd Bersaglieri Bicycle Battalion. He was killed in the Sixth Battle of the Isonzo. Fatally wounded in a clash, he hurled his crutch at the enemy. He was posthumously awarded the Gold Medal for Military Valour (Italy’s highest award for valour), one of the relatively few civilians to have this honour bestowed on them.

OKAY TUMBLR, EVERYBODY SIT THE FRICK DOWN BECAUSE IT’S TIME FOR ME TO TELL YOU A THING.

THIS BADASS LADY’S NAME IS MADAME POMPADOUR, AND SHE WAS METAL. AS. FUCK. FEMINIST. ICON. LET ME TELL YOU WHY.

FIRSTLY, SHE WAS MISTRESS TO THE KING OF ENGLAND (LATER MARRIED), BUT EVIDENCE SHOWS THAT SHE WAS A LESBIAN, AND HAD MANY PASSIONATE LETTERS BETWEEN HER AND HER LOVERS, WHICH INCLUDED QUEEN ELIZABETH I AND ANTOINE MARIONETTE. THAT’S RIGHT. THE QUEEN OF FRANCE. 

SHE WAS A BRILLIANT INVENTOR, AND INVENTED THE FORCEPS, STILL USED IN CHILDBIRTH TODAY

ONE DAY WHEN SHE WAS 19, A MAN TRIED TO RAPE HER. NOT ONLY DID SHE SUE HIM FOR PROPERTY DAMAGES, SHE STABBED HIM IN THE EAR WITH A FORCEPS. UPON HEARING THIS, THE KING AWARDED HER A MEDAL OF VALOUR AND UTTERED A FAMOUS QUOTE: “SHE CERTAINLY IS A GREAT QUEEN, AND WERE SHE ONLY A CATHOLIC SHE WOULD BE OUR DEARLY BELOVED.” 

THAT’S RIGHT. SHE WASN’T CATHOLIC.

IN CONCLUSION, MADAME POMPADOUR DON’T GIVE NO FUCKS

I'm sick of it, officially.

I really just want heteronormal gay guys to fucking chill. You don’t need to wear your passing like a fucking medal for valour. It’s not an achievement. Rejecting effeminacy isn’t something you need to get congratulated for or should be congratulating yourself for.

Being passing doesn’t make you hotter, it doesn’t make you better, it doesn’t make you more interesting, it doesn’t make you more successful. Being you, being at peace with yourself, being genuinely engaged in the journey of your life does.

I support and celebrate you for choosing to live an out life, because you’re my brother. We’re brothers. Like it or not, reject the entire concept of queer fellowship or not, I still see you as my brother. I don’t judge you for being you or for expressing who you are in whatever way feels right for you. Is it too much to ask for that in return?

“I would like to present you with this Medal of Valour. And if you look closely on the back, there’s a number. As a more concrete gesture of our gratitude, we’d like to offer you… let’s call it a favour. The nature of it is your choice. Just tell the operator, ‘oxfords not brogues’, and then I’ll know it’s you.”

Harry was presenting the medal and speaking on behalf of Kingsman, but I have no doubt in my mind that the ‘oxfords not brogues’ password was a direct hotline to Harry himself. When the password is activated, Harry will immediately get the alert personally from the operator.

“This one’s yours, Galahad.”

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One day I’ll be able to resist requests for smut - but today is not that day.

So I watched the movie Kingsman and wrote a little CS drabble based on it, Secret Agent Man.  And how did Princess Emma get that hickey on her neck?


After the inital adrenaline rush of her abduction wore off, being kidnapped was excruciatingly boring.

They didn’t try to touch her or hurt her, they simply locked her in the bedroom and left her there. Food was brought to her three times a day (they were actually ordering hotel room service, for fuck’s sake), they gave her a cellphone and let her speak to her parents, telling them she was alive and well and would remain alive and well provided they paid the ransom demand she read off a piece of paper they handed to her. Four million eruos cash, her mother’s best diamond tiara that had once belonged to the Empress Josephine, and three new gold iPhone 6′s, 128 gigs. 

She had to read that last one twice, certain she had made a mistake. They could kidnap a Crown Princess out from under the noses of the entire Royal Guard but they couldn’t find an Apple store?

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creatures of man say;
this tissue is a burden,
it grounds us; defines us
holds us and reminds us

i say
these rifts are stronger than me
they are armour; and they are medals of valour,

my scars are brimming with fierce bravour
does that make me inhuman?

—  [i will turn my back and the shadows there will devour you] c.y

June 6, 1916 - Bertrand Russell Fined for Supporting Conscientious Objectors, Ludwig Wittgenstein Wins Award for Bravery in Combat

Pictured - Friends and colleagues, Russell and Wittgenstein took diametrically opposed views to the war.

Entirely overshadowed in the press by the announcement of Lord Kitchener’s death, British philosopher Bertrand Russell went to trial in June 1916 at the Mansion House in London.  His crime was publishing a pamphlet in support of conscientious objection to military service; despite an impassioned appeal to “respect for the individual conscience,” the court fined him  £100.  Conscientious objectors who refused any form of military service were imprisoned.

The very same day, Russell’s Camrbridge protégé, the Viennese philosopher Ludwig Wittgenstein, was engaged in heavy combat on the Eastern Front, versus the rampaging Russian Brusilov Offensive.  Whereas Russell had opposed the war, Wittgenstein had volunteered immediately for service, originally serving in an Austro-Hungarian riverboat squadron, before being transferred to an artillery unit at the front line in 1916. 

Fighting in the defense of Okna, Lance Corporal Wittgenstein’s gun battery held its ground in the face of the Russian advance.  The philosopher-cum-soldier clambered on top of the casemate to better observe his gun’s fire, in spite of Russian artillery shells falling all around him.

Wittgenstein was recommended for the Silver Medal for Valour, Second Class, a rare honor for someone with such a low rank.  His citation read: “Ignoring the heavy artillery fire on the casemate and the exploding mortar bombs, he observed the discharge of the mortars and located them.  The battery in fact succeeded in destroying two of the heavy-calibre mortars by direct hits, as was confirmed by prisoners taken.”  Ignoring shouts from his comrades to take cover, Wittgenstein continued to observe the effects of their fire.  “By this distinctive behavior,” recorded his commanding officer, “he exercised a very calming effect on his comrades.”

Two friends, who only three earlier earlier had sat and discussed truth and logic together, had taken very opposed views as to proper conduct in the war.  Wittgenstein later served on the Western Front and in Italy, reaching the rank of lieutenant by the end of the war.  Russell, on the other hand, quipped that “War does not determine who is right, only who is left.”