no, you guys don’t understand how much i adore steve and billy’s fight at the byer’s house
because it says so much about steve’s character
mostly that he’s a terrible fighter, but that’s because he’s a protector
billy literally knocks him on his ass the first time they tousle, and the only time steve gets in a clear punch is when it’s to get billy away from lucas
after that, billy’s attention shifts from lucas to steve again, he wants his shot at taking down the almighty “king steve”, and steve quite literally gets the shit beaten out of him
steve barely puts up a fight when billy first knocks him down, because he isn’t a fighter
he gets in a good swing at billy when he’s threatening lucas, but after that it’s kind of like his brain just short circuits and goes now what? because it’s just been set at getting billy the fuck away from lucas, and once billy starts swinging at steve’s pride he topples over like a tower of pebbles, because that’s not something he’s particularly concerned about protecting
steve only has a fighting instinct when it’s connected to his protecting instinct
and we saw this already in season one, at the last fight he fought at the byer’s house, against the demogorgon
steve is freaking out (”this is crazy this is crazy this is crazy this is crazy this is CRAZY” i love my disaster son), and just flees, ass over teakettle, but once he realizes that that means abandoning jonathan and nancy with the demogorgon, he comes in swingin’, and beats the shit out of that motherfucker
steve harrington can’t fight to save his pride, or to set an example, or to just be the aggressor
the only time steve is a capable fighter is when it’s meant to protect those he cares about
(and now that i’m comparing the seasons anyway, let’s talk about steve and his bat, always on the front line, always keeping the ones he loves at his back, whether it be jonathan and nancy or his kids)
and i just love steve harrington and his bigass heart and the fact that he just cares so much, okay??
Remember when the TF2 fandom decided Engie and Sniper were the next big brotp? Whatever happened to that? I never see anybody talk about them anymore.
I mean, look…
I’m just sayin,’ we should really bring that back…I’d weep for joy if they became a big thing again. I think they’d get along perfectly since they’re both quiet cowboy types. It’s not hard to picture the two of them sitting at a campfire at the end of the day, sipping their beer and conversing about the little things in life as they both gaze up at the stars.
So, yeah. Consider this my plea to bring back this brotp.
ok so when Zoro and Luffy first meet Zoro’s 2 most important things to him were his swords and his own life like thats it nothing else matters to him thats all he needs. then he joins the crew and becomes the first mate.
flash forward to Thriller Bark and u’ll instantly remember why that shits so poignant
Zoro’s sacrificial actions are now basically declaring Luffy to be his literal everything he THROWs away his swords (Most Important Things #1) and offers up his own life (Most Important Thing #2) in exchange for Luffy’s survival. Literally nothing now is as important to him as Luffy and Luffy’s dream is, and thats the kind of relationship that fucks me right UP cuz we started from the bottom now we’re here
Jesse, you don’t have to listen to me all the time. It’s your own damn life. But if there’s anything I want you to actually take to heart, it’s this: Find someone who is the lyrics to your music and the music to your lyrics. Got that mijo?
Band AU. It’s honestly my favorite AU that I have going on with this lovely.
It has become extensive story wise and I do not have the confidence to summarize it well enough to do it justice. oTL
But some context for these two: Hanzo and McCree are in a rag tag rock band and get to know one another during the band’s tour. Hanzo is the bassist and McCree is lead vocalist who also plays guitar. Hanzo is excellent at writing lyrics and McCree excels at composing songs. They learn more about each other, help each other through their fears and the ghosts of their pasts, connect through music and lyrics, flirt while they play billiards, cheesy lyrics and implied confessions happen on stage, twooter drama, lots of antics in trailers, and more.
Bottom line, we love this AU and it’s very dear to us!
Not sure if this qualifies as “Pro”, but its definitely more than “Petty”… Set up is kinda long, so…
Late 90s, I’m taking my 2nd required semester of college physics. Almost immediately, I can tell this prof flat out SUCKS: he knows the material, but has no idea how to convey that to a bunch of college undergrads, most of which aren’t physics majors, and repeatedly brushed off any questions during lecture, telling students to come by his office to ask them…too bad he was hardly ever IN his office. It didn’t take long until a lot of students in Bad Prof’s lectures to start attending Good Prof’s lectures (couldn’t transfer sections–Good Prof’s sections were technically full, but there were seats empty in the hall for us to sneak into), and only going to Bad Prof’s class when there were exams and homework to turn in.
Middle of the semester: I get a letter from admin informing me that I had been put on academic probation because I was apparently failing physics. This confused the hell out of me, since I kept track of my grades and as far as I could tell, I was getting a B. So, I went to Bad Prof’s class, especially since we were getting our 2nd exams back…I was the only one to not get it back. Even more confused, I managed to catch him at the end of lecture, asking about my exam and the probation.
Bad Prof doesn’t even bother looking at me as he’s stuffing his lecture notes into his bag. “You didn’t take the exam, so you’re failing this class.” I insisted that I had taken the exam, and repeated questions from the exam that I remembered, and asking how I could be getting an F because of one test. BP starts heading for the door. “You just saw those on the other students’ tests. I don’t remember grading your exam, so you obviously didn’t take it. You’re failing this class, and you’ll be kicked out of college.” And then he just left.
I did the only thing I could think of: I went directly to the Physics Department head. I explained the situation, pulled out my paperwork showing my grades, and told him how BP pretty much brushed me off. Department head gets this look on his face as I’m talking and he’s giving a side-eye in the direction of BP’s empty office. “Ok. I will definitely look into this, Ilickedthecinnabar” I thanked him, and headed off to my next class.
I get back to my dorm a few hours later, and there’s a message on my answering machine. Its BP: “I, uh… I found your exam. You got an 87 (or w/e it was). You’re still getting a B in class. Yeah…”
I muttered about it to my roommate later, and she got this weird look on her face. She informed me that one of her friends in a different BP section was going through the same thing. Roomie contacted her friend to do pretty much what I had done.
Next lecture (Good Prof’s of course!), I asked a couple friends in that lecture if they had heard of people’s exams going ‘missing’. They ask why, I explain the situation, and they tell me that, yeah about 2 or 3 other students had their exams disappear on them during the semester…all of them female.
You should be starting to see what the problem is here…
The real kicker happened towards the end of the semester, and it made it very obvious what was going on. BP stated, out loud, during lecture, and I quote:
“Women do not belong in the physics field, or any science field for that matter.”
BP was a mf'ing misogynist. We were too stunned by his words to even react.
End of the semester. Class review time. Before he leaves the room, BP tells us to only take one review sheet since a number of students were taking 4 or 5 of them. One kid looked him dead in the eye and tapped the back of the sheet, where were could write comments: “I’m gonna need all of this.” BP could only stare.
By this time, EVERYBODY knew about his little declaration, and EVERYBODY knew about his little routine with the 'missing’ exams (I later found out there were up to a dozen female students he’d pulled that on). We tore him a new on those review sheets, gave him the worse rating in every category we could, and spilled every one of his dirty little details and missteps.
The following fall semester, the Physics Department claims BP has been put on sabbatical and probably wouldn’t return, but the students knew the truth. Redditors, we had gotten a fully tenured professor FIRED. A couple classmates occasionally looked him up online for a few years to check on his status. He never got another job in academia again.
I got my degree in Biology with high marks. Recent changed career tracks and just finished my degree in Geology with academic honors. Fuck you BP!