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we’ll get away with everything, let’s show them we are better

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right ok, so we've got Bucky going all poetic internally and externally about how goddamn fantastic Steph is right? what about the other way around? steph talking to her gal friends back in the 40's about her big brawny beau who takes such good care of her?

“I just don’t know how to ask,” Mary says. “I mean what do you say? How do you say it?” 

“Ask what?” Steph asks. “Mary, can you do me up?” 

This dressing room is cramped as hell, but Steph supposes dives like this aren’t really known for their spaciousness, not even when it’s for the USO. Mary ties the halter of her dress and Steph goes to put on her lipstick. sitting in front of the tiny mirror at the vanity. 

“Mary doesn’t know how to ask her boyfriend to –” 

“Laura!” 

“C’mon, what?” Steph asks, putting on the red lipstick. She fixes the line with her finger and pats the extra on her cheeks as rouge. 

“It might be too much for your ears,” Laura says. She’s pinning her hair back, and comes over to share Steph’s mirror so she can see better. Their eyes meet. “Oh, Steph,” she sighs. “You’re so beautiful. Maybe it wouldn’t be that shocking.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“Well, boys must’ve been all over you back home, I bet.” 

Stephanie smiles to herself. “Nah.” 

“Don’t be bashful, now,” Laura chides. “You don’t have to be, we’re all friends.” 

“No, I mean it,” Stephanie tells the girls. “Just one guy, really. So look, Mary –” she turns to look at the girl, barely 18. “Really, nothing’s gonna shock me. I’m married.” 

“What?” 

Stephanie shrugs. “I’m married.” 

“You never talk about him!” Laura says, indignant. 

“You are not, where’s your ring?” Adelaide demands.

“What’s he look like?” Mary wonders. 

“What’s his name?” Nora asks.

Steph ducks her head, blushing a little. “His name’s James Buchanan. I call him Buck.” 

Laura sits down next to her, shocked. “Well I’ll be damned. How long you been married?” 

“I was 17, Buck was 18,” Stephanie says. “My ma had to sign off on it. She was sick, getting sicker, and Bucky didn’t want me alone for a whole year if she went fast. If we started livin’ together right away, well, you know. People would still talk, even if they knew about my ma. I wasn’t in real good shape either, I couldn’t work or anything. It made sense.” 

“But you love him, right?” Mary asks, her eyes wide.

Stephanie smiles to herself. “Yeah, Mary,” she says. “He’s my whole life.”

“Is he in the fight?” 

“Yeah,” Steph says. Her throat’s getting tight. “It’s been two years since I’ve seen him.” 

“You got a picture?” 

Stephanie rolls her eyes, grinning, and opens up her compact. She pops up the little false front and shows it to them, Buck in his uniform, so handsome. The girls look and ooh and ah – “He’s just dashing!” Adie cries – and Steph has to swallow so she won’t get sad and says, “So what’s your question, huh? C’mon, Mary, I know nearly everything about everything.” 

“I’ll bet you do,” Laura whistles. “Good gracious, he’s a looker.” 

“I don’t know how to – well,” Mary says, shifting. “Has he ever – does your husband ever kiss you – there?” 

“There?” Stephanie asks. “Well, sure.” 

“Really?” Mary asks, wide-eyed. 

“Yeah,” Steph says. “He loves to.” 

“Really?” Mary repeats.

Stephanie shrugs. “I don’t even ask, most times. In fact –” 

“What?” Laura prods.

“You can’t stop now,” Nora says.

“He was on leave for just a couple days once, and the second he got off the boat that was all he wanted to do, I swear to God, I had to pull him off. We barely got out of the apartment.” 

Mary claps her hand over her mouth, giggling. “What’s it like?” she asks. 

“Heaven,” Stephanie says, honest. “Have you ever had sex?” 

“No,” sighs Laura, tragically. “Virgin Mary.” 

“Just foolin’ around,” Mary says. 

“The first time,” Stephanie says, “Ask him to do that before he puts it in you. It depends on how big he is, but it always helps me, and Buck ain’t a small guy, I mean that. It can hurt. You make him treat you good, alright?” 

“Okay,” Mary nods. 

There’s a rap on the door and the stage manager shouts, “Five minutes!” 

Laura turns to face Steph. “He ain’t a small guy?” she whispers, while the girls bustle around them, trying to get everything pinned and lifted before curtain.

Stephanie looks at her, and snaps her compact shut, and grins. “Shut up.” 

“What’re we talking, here? Six inches? Seven? You’re kidding. Eight?” 

“I’m a proper married lady, Laura,” Stephanie sniffs. “Clearly I can’t tell you these things.” 

“Nine?” 

“You know what I always thought,” Stephanie says primly, “Is that it’s the width that really counts, isn’t it. I mean, how thick it is.” 

“Oh my God,” Laura blushes. 

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(Not me so early in the morning getting stirred up by Tony Stans)

I suspect most fans insisting that Steve should have told Tony what he suspected (please note, Steve didn’t know, he suspected) about Bucky being involved in Howard’s death have conveniently chosen to ignore what that conversation, inevitably, will have to encompass about the Starks’ role in recruiting Zola and allowing Hydra to develop within SHIELD.

“Your parents may have been killed by my best friend, who was tortured and brainwashed by a scientist your dad recruited, and who was ordered to kill your dad by the Nazi group your dad’s organisation harboured. We don’t know where he is right now because he’s still missing after the organisation your dad founded tried to get mass exterminators in the air to murder millions of people. If you find him, he probably doesn’t remember what he did because the agents in your father’s organisation strapped him to a chair and fried his brain regularly to make him comply, to the point he couldn’t even remember his name.”

If anyone wants to propose that Howard being a target of a hit means he’s an enemy of Hydra, you clearly have no idea about extremist groups or dictatorships. An ally is only an ally for as long as you need him.

Steve didn’t confront Tony about this because he knew Tony didn’t know and can’t be held personally accountable for what other people did…gee I dunno sounds exactly like the reverse of what was happening to Bucky. He probably also decided to not talk to Tony because all he had were conjectures (including Bucky’s role in Howard’s death), and he wanted to spare Tony the pain of confronting a reality where his parents were morally ambiguous or at least unwittingly complicit in what Hydra made out of SHIELD.

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so Nick Fury made Director of SHIELD sometime between 1995 and 2008. He's a regular field agent in 1995, so personally I'd put it close to his interactions with Tony in 2008, but I'll split it in the middle and say 2002.

That means he's Director of SHIELD for roughly 12 years before he starts getting curious about what Pierce is doing, begins digging and Hydra attempts to kill him.

Meanwhile Peggy is Director/Founder/High Command from 1950ish to at least 1989, and she gets to retire, relax, and die peacefully in old age

So we don't even have to unpack all the Hydra scientists it's implied she recruited. Because how on EARTH did she run things for FOUR TIMES as long, and didn't see enough to make her question things??? While it was a SMALLER organization? She really didn't ask a single damn question that ticked Hydra off in fourty years? Not one?

Peggy Carter is either incompetent, or complicit.

the way I've seen multiple Peggy stans attack Nick Fury for not noticing faster- the racism is real

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Now I'm just imagining some weird amalgamation of comics, movies, and X-Men Evo where Steve and Logan are old friends, Steve shows up at the Institute, Kitty lets him in, and Scott kicks him back out.

(the post with the tags)

Let’s just pretend that Evotakes place in the 2010′s, shhhhhh.  But also I haven’t paid attention tocomics canon in like thirty years and I’m not about to start now so we’re justnot gonna use that canon at all because…I don’t know things.

Steve’s been out ofthe ice for four months.  He’s–adjusting.  Going for a wander on hisbike helped a little, but now he’s back in Brooklyn, waiting for SHIELD todecide what to do with him and hating every second of it and more or less onself-imposed house arrest.  He goes for a run every morning, he goes forgroceries once a week out of his suddenly full bank account–back pay for sevendecades racks up quick–and he watches the news between compulsively readinghistorical texts and Wikipedia.  It’s…

It’s not a great wayto live, to be honest, but what else is he going to do?

Steve is makinghimself eggs when the news story comes on CNN.  BREAKING NEWS, the screen declares.  Steve has themost basic TV he could find at a Best Buy, courtesy of a helpful young man whotook pity on Steve’s obvious choice paralysis, and it still cost what wouldhave been a month’s wages for a family of four.  It’s bright andcolorful and he gets an apparently infinite number of channels with absolutelynothing worth watching, and the breaking news banner is an eye-catching red, and Steve tries not to think about it too much.

Steve is stillabsently scrambling eggs when the image cuts to a pan of a mansion, red-roofedand behind a high stone wall with an iron gate, helpfully labeled in white onthe bottom of the screen.  Xavier’s Institute for theGifted.  The name rings a dim bell.

“This footage is coming to us live from WestchesterCounty,” the anchor says seriously, “where the fourth protest in a week isthreatening to turn violent outside the Xavier Institute, an all-mutantboarding school.  Charles Xavier, a mutant himself, has been an outspokenproponent of mutant rights since the issue came to light four years ago. Senator Robert Kelly of New York has put forth a bill this week that would banmutants from public schools across the nation–Kelly, of course, ascended from Westchester high school principal and school board member to senator in under a year,running on a platform of mutant registration.  We go now to Sherry Jacksonon site for more detail.”

The split screenchanges again, to a full screen view of a dark-skinned woman standing in frontof a line of protesters pressed up against the iron gate.  The dull roarof a chant–Steve can make it out through the din with his enhanced senses, butjust barely, a ragged Freaks go home–soundslike an onrushing train behind her.

“Thank you, Frank,”she says.  “As you can see, these protests have grown more aggressiveby the day.  A professor here, Doctor Henry McCoy, and one of thestudents, a young woman named Jean Grey, are scheduled to speak tomorrow atCapitol Hill, in defense of allowing mutants to attend public school, and thisprotest has been organized by the well-known Human Rights Activist group in anattempt to prevent them from leaving.  Two people have already been takento the hospital after scuffles broke out on the fringes.”

“Have we heardanything from the Institute, Sherry?”

“Professor Xavier andanother resident, Ororo Munroe, have both approached the gate to request thatthe protest disperse to let the students through to attend school, as theyounger students attend the local middle and high schools,” Shelly saysneutrally.  “Their requests were denied, but–”  She holds up afinger, eyes flicking away from the camera.  “One moment,Frank–really?  All right.  Come this way,” she orders, and beckonsher cameraman around the crowd until they manage to get a narrow shot of thegate.

“Sherry?”

“One minute, Frank, Ithink we have someone coming outside the Institute–Johnny, get a better shotof the road, will you?”  She nods to someone out of the shot and resumesher professional stance, off to the side to keep a clear shot of the other sideof the gate.

Steve watches, and hishand slows to a stop–the figure in the road is stocky and broad, with darkhair framing a scowl, and for a second, Steve thinks he might behallucinating.  

Because, see, it’sbeen seven decades and Logan never really lived his life like he planned tolive a long one.  

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→ BIOSPECIALIST || Simmons x Ward || AGENTS OF SHIELD || S01-S04 || And Grant Douglas Ward found a way to love her from beyond the grave.

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The fandom will drag and hate on the team for not getting Reid the help he needed after Hankel but shit on Elle for reacting to her trauma and will not say a word about Hotch in season five getting the same don’t ask, don’t tell treatment… but ya’ll aren’t ready for that conversation

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listen i promised i wouldn’t make this post but. i don’t care

anyways the reason a giant chunk of moreid fanfic (and headcanons) bother me and sometimes downright offend me is because of how horribly both characters are written. reid isn’t a shy, submissive, asexual beta male. not once in canon has he ever really acted as such. he’s quite outgoing (pilot episode) always speaks his mind and shares information, is close with his friends and teammates. he’s not subordinate, and isn’t afraid to stand up to hotch and his superiors on many occasions (elephants memory, it takes a village) he can protect himself and others just fine (LDSK). he ogles women often and has shown sexual interest in several characters (JJ, elle, austin, lila, and even ethan) and morgan? morgan isn’t a womanizer. he isn’t dominate or an alpha. he’s sensitive and effeminate, and often carries himself in quite a feminine way. he takes care of his body, but he’s not vain or self absorbed (elephants memory). his head is always either clean shaven, or when he had hair, neatly cropped. his facial hair is always trimmed immaculately, as are his eyebrows. his skin is flawless, and he probably has a quite intricate skincare routine. when he says he couldn’t remember jordan’s name or face and reid and emily insinuate it’s because he’s slept with so many people, it’s not the case. he’s so incredibly respectful to women. on many occasions he treats women most of the world would look down upon (drug addicts, sex workers, homeless women) with the utmost respect. in one episode, he politely asks a drug addicted sex worker a question, addressing her as ‘miss’ and then calling her ‘sweetheart’ as he thanks her, all the while other officers look at him with disdain. he tells that homeless women he believes she’s beautiful and her life has worth, and this seemingly shocks emily, but he thinks nothing of it. he loves and respects women, and quite frankly the womanizer trope isn’t grounded in canon but instead racism. he’s also, once again, not actually an aggressive, domineering alpha male. he’s the muscle, sure, but again, refer to elephants memory. “this was never about vanity.” take it into account that derek endured horrific sexual abuse for years. i see so many people forget that. understand the effects that had on him. imagine how helpless and weak he felt. imagine how emasculated buford made him feel. and remember how often he was bullied and beaten up. of course he’d pack on muscle and display his strength. he is gentle and caring. look at any episodes in which he cares for children (profiler profiled, foundation, prince of darkness). he’s soft and kind with them, so much to the point where he gets james to open up about his abuse, angel to welcome his touch, and ellie to treat him as a confidante and surrogate father. cases affect him so much more deeply than the others (sandman, restoration, all of the episodes revolving around emily’s past). he carries things with him because he feels things so much stronger than anyone else. he shows the most emotion out of anyone. morgan and reid’s actual roles are eons away from being accurately represented by fandom and that will never cease to annoy me

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i think we’ve loved a thousand lives.

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"Geez. Look at you, daddy." COMRADE SPIT!!!! how dare u tease me this way, t b h

OK I actually spent some time S C R E A M I N G to @albymangroves about this, but like, people in the ‘20s and ‘30s called their boyfriends daddy all the time. Here are some Ma Rainey lyrics from 1923:

I’m wild about my daddy. I want him all the time.Wild about my daddy, I want him all the time.But I don’t want you, daddy, if I can’t call you mine.

The phrase “sugar daddy” comes out of this era: “daddy” in this context is basically just, like, “my guy, who might be but isn’t necessarily older and richer than I am.” So I have Honey call Sweetpea daddy here because A. I figured y’all would appreciate it, and B. if you’re writing a relatively hip 1930s Steve* in a sexual relationship with Bucky, his playfully calling Bucky “daddy” would be totally believeable in terms of historical accuracy. AND THEN!!!! THINK OF THE POSSIBILITIES!!! His getting embiggened and Bucky calling HIM daddy? Them calling EACH OTHER daddy? One of them casually calling the other “daddy” after they get to the future, in public, and everyone around them flipping the fuck out?????

Basically what I’m saying here is that if this fandom can have 5,728 stories that reference the differences between modern and 1930s bananas** it can have more stories in which the Avengers wildly misjudge Steve’s lifestyleafter hearing him say, “See you soon, daddy,” to Bucky over the phone or something.

*When I’m characterizing a Steve I tend to ask myself questions like, “is this a reefer-smoking Steve or a mass-on-Wednesdays Steve?” and go from there.

**I’ve eaten a bunch of different banana varietals in different countries, including what I suspect were gros michel, and I have to say I’m fairly skeptical that Steve and Bucky would notice THAT much of a difference unless they were employed in the banana industry at some point, or like, very dedicated banana-fanciers (not like that, stop smirking). Like, ‘huh, bananas now are a bit less sweet than I remember,’ possibly, but dramatic spitting-it-out-in-horror reactions strike me as unlikely, tbh. Not that the concept isn’t hilarious!

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honestly i’ve decided this is my fav shot in the whole trailer like 

look what i love about this is what a fucking mess he is, greasy hair layered clothes permastubble and HIS EYES ARE SO FERAL look at everyone holding their arms out trying to calm him down listen every single one of those ARMED GUNMEN know that if he decides to attack them with his BARE HANDS they’d every one be dead on the ground in a minute 

like this guy is a CYBORG like all those machines they hook him up to that metal arm with wires all the way through and machine parts running down under his skin but he’s also like a wild animal who’s been locked in a cage and stuck with cattle prods through the bars for way too long; barnes is FERAL, he’s ready to kill and die to protect steve i mean look steve’s not looking at the men with guns he’s looking at barnes because he knows who the dangerous one is here he’s not the least bit afraid of dozens of armed gunmen when barnes is beside him he’s afraid FOR them, for their lives, he’s afraid barnes is gonna lose it and murder them all and make their situation even worse

and make no mistake, it’s STEVE’S hand being out that stops barnes not anybody else’s, BECAUSE

steve is the only one who makes him a person again, this half-animal half-machine terror of a man, steve and steve’s Gentle Tender Love For His Friend are the only thing that matters to this guy anymore, steve and steve’s love and his love for steve are the only HUMAN parts left of him after all that suffering, hydra and the war turned him into something that was barely human and existed only to kill and NOW HE’S KILLING he’s a loose nuke he’s the fire you set that you can’t take back he’s gonna wreck everything in his path to keep him and steve together to Protect him like look at that face, he IS dangerous, he is INCREDIBLY dangerous, this motherfucker point blank tried to shoot stark in the FACE

and hydra can’t control him, the government can’t control him, that army of men with guns can’t control him–ONLY STEVE can say “back off” and he will

and steve knows that, look at him, he does. and it scares THE SHIT out of him.

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also, on the subject of steve’s superhuman status…

i felt like this movie was brutally heavy-handed about showing us just how much steve’s body can take. like, we get a hint of it in first avenger but even steve isn’t sure by the end of the movie the entire scope of what his body can do–what can be done to it. then in the avengers, we get a little more…ideas about his endurance, his agility, his combat skill–but they’re just glimpses, and really, nothing earth-shattering is discovered. and then this fucking movie comes along, and all of a sudden, the audience is seeing in visceral constant detail just how super this soldier has become. steve fights like lightning in a bottle–he’s a tremendous force in a contained, controlled package. we see his skill, but more than that, we see how his skill is the vehicle for his power. how many times do we get it reiterated that this dude is magnificent? the very first scene of the movie is all about how he’s running THIRTEEN MILES in 30 minutes like it’s nbd. and then rumlow pointing out steve’s jump sans parachute and how well he was single handedly taking on the ship’s crew before rumlow landed. and then his fight with batroc, how it’s very specifically meant to show that even without the shield, steve is more than capable. that he can withstand things and do things other human beings can’t. that HE and HIS FISTS AND FEET AND MASSIVE MUSCLES AND CORE STABILITY can and will fuck you up. the entire first half of the film is all about steve being a force to be reckoned with, not just as a person but as a body, as a physical presence.  and as the battles escalate, so too do the stresses on steve’s body. every new thing was like a dare. a step further. a question–how much can this guy withstand? steve, leaping through a window into ANOTHER BUILDING ENTIRELY, crashing through WALLS like they’re nothing, running at top speed and withstanding the force of throwing the shield and being thrown the shield, stopping a hairsbreadth from the edge of the roof. steve, getting ambushed in an elevator, several burly and skilled men and their assorted weapons against him. this scene is SO important–those little electricity things that rumlow zapped steve with at length and several times? remember how a tiny little zap was enough to knock out that french mercenary? yeah, well, it barely pHASED steve even after it’s stuck to his gut for like 30 agonizing seconds, repeatedly. that whole scene is an exercise in showing the audience that steve literally has the strength of multiple men, maybe even more. (and he knows it, too. it’s why his fairness, the fact that he gives those goons the OPTION TO GET OFF THE ELEVATOR, is so much more remarkable than it otherwise would be. because he knows what his body is capable of now. and it’s a fucking lot.)  oh and then he leaps out of the elevator and falls several thousand feet at full speed and not only lives but barely staggers after a couple minutes of shaking it off and then he leaps onto a moving jet and disables it before somersaulting to the ground? this isnt just innate confidence, it’s a lack of fear borne from the knowledge that his body can take it. like sitwell said–“are you kidding me?” it’s pretty significant that in a world of superheros and mutants and gods, sitwell is shocked by a SUPERSOLDIER and what his body can do. as well sitwell should be, tbh.

bc MULTIPLE TIMES steve uses his own body as a buffer between the shield and people he’s protecting–two times with nat and a potentially catastrophic and close range explosion and once FALLING OUT OF A FUCKING SPEEDING VEHICLE. he knows the shield will provide the first line of defense, but he also knows his body is capable of creating another. his body becomes a shield, too. a weapon and a tool. and it’s worth noting that he’s posed as superhuman by acting as a mirror to another superhuman. when he’s fighting bucky on the bridge, he matches bucky move for move–i still cant decide whether that fight is meant to drive hom how powerful bucky is or steve, tbh. like, on one hand, we already KNOW how strong steve is, so the fact that bucky is fighting him shows the audience this isnt just an assassin–he’s souped up more than the average human. but on the other hand, we see early on how fast and powerful bucky is, and when we see his fist hit the shield we get a sense of his incredible strength even more, and that just shows us AGAIN how very strong steve must be to keep up with him and fight him like an equal. anyway, the next round of death defying comes with the helicarrier business. and a lot of his awesome comes from how well he moves and how tactical he is, but there are elements–when he leaps into the open air and freefalls waiting for sam to catch him, when he uses his upper body strength to fucking climb up the outside of the helicarrier after being thrown off the side–that you’re reminded again that beyond him being a great soldier, he’s also got a body that is a conduit for all that knowledge, all that skill. and that body is a weapon unto itself. guys. guys, he’s shot MULTIPLE TIMES and STABBED and he just wrestled a super assassin into submission and he STILL makes it up to change the blade for the helicarrier. and when the helicarrier is crashing, he stILL has enough strength to move a steel beam off bucky. and then he SITS THERE AND GETS PUNCHED REPEATEDLY IN THE FACE BY A METAL HAND. this is the first time we really see steve rogers bleed in this movie. the first time we really see how exhausted and worn down he must be. THE FIRST TIME in TWO HOURS–after multiple battles and running away and fatigue and villains. but even as he bleeds, he lives. he’s alive. conscious. TALKING. as a viewer, at this point, i was just like–how much can steve take??? how much MORE??? and it seemed that steve would keep answering me with “i could do this all day!” except then he falls into the potomac. but EVEN THEN we don’t see him get mouth to mouth. we see bucky drag him to shore and leave and steve’s breathing on his own. his lungs are EXPELLING THE WATER IN A THIN STREAM OUT OF HIS MOUTH. steve is literally defying everything i know about drowning and breathing in this scene. his body :( so magic :( given all this, the fact that one of the last scenes of the movie was steve in a hospital…it feels right. it feels like we finally get to see steve slow the hell down and take CARE of himself. it feels like there was a natural culmination to all that getting beat up and beating other people up, and it’s there in that hospital bed, waking up with his wounds not yet healed, showing that as superhuman as he is, even he has some limits.

but those limits are pretty well fucking beyond most powered humans, imo. and that’s another reason i love steve rogers.

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What happened to your suit of armor around the world? It left a crater where a city used to be and nearly destroyed the planet

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NCIS 01x08 - Minimum Security (unpublished stills)

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Kibbs reading spicy emails, for @unreliablenarratorink and @agentkalgibbs xx

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NCIS Characters + Troubled Birds (part 2)