DO NOT SUPPORT JELLY BELLY THIS EASTER
Anonymous asked: You still taking Hydrocodone Theater requests? It occurred to me today that Steve's probably never heard of the Grinch, and that Tony probably references it a lot around Christmas.
While I don’t have the chops to actually write this one, I will point out that Theodore Geisel’s career began with political cartooning, ad graphics, and humorous illustration in 1927, and by 1940 he had published several books including Horton Hatches The Egg and the semi-pornographic The Seven Lady Godivas, publishers not being as discerning about branding back then. Steve definitely owned a copy, not because of the naked ladies but because of how captivatingly weird they looked.
As a propagandist for the early war effort, Geisel met Steve when he was in New York at the height of the bond sales show. When he got to be head of a military animation department they met again so that Steve could do the voice for an animated short about Captain America’s War Effort. One day, while Steve was recording his lines, Ted snitched his notebook out of his bag and turned to a clean page, drawing a classic Seuss-style Captain America with a puffed out chest and a strange fuzzy topknot to his helmet. They got on swimmingly in the short time they had working together; Geisel was passionately anti-fascist and his cartoons about US complacency over Hitler were biting, and Steve had always read the lefty papers where his work showed up.
So the first time Steve sat down to watch How The Grinch Stole Christmas with the team, because Clint called Tony a grinch and Thor asked what a grich was, he saw his old pal Dr. Seuss’s name on the title. He felt a stab of familiarity, like a rope thrown to a drowning man, when he saw those feathery, fuzzy, awkward-limbed creatures of Ted Geisel’s imagination cavorting on the screen. And it was totally okay to cry at the end because everyone was crying, even if they were doing it because of the Grinch’s heart and he was doing it over how much he would have liked to have laughed about it with Ted.
A couple of days later, Natasha gave him a first-printing of The Sneetches for Christmas.
It’s not well known that the very small collectible first edition had a dedication reading For Steve, Who Never Gave A Toot Over Who Had A Star Upon Thars.
Oops. Guess I wrote it anyway.
HYDROCODONE MIDNIGHT THEATRE #7: THE HORRIBLE ONE.
emir-dynamite asked: 14, 9, 33
9: Talk about little things on your body that you like the most.
I have a beauty mark above the left edge of my mouth; I’ve always kind of liked it.
14: Talk about a vacation.
What immediately jumps to mind is when I visited friends in Portugal almost 10 years ago. We visited the Moorish castles, where I was jotting in my notebook the entire time; same at Cabo da Roca, though the wind made it harder. I remember staring down into a marble quarry and across a field of cork trees. We would have made it to Spain but for a kid putting diesel in the rental cars. We went to CascaiShopping at least once, and I think the crepe place there is where I accidentally sliced my thumb with a plastic fork. It was an amazing few weeks.
33: Talk about what you do when you are sad.
Bury myself in something entertaining.
Reblog if you would like to be asked questions about your OTPs
notes to self:
-it’s fine to hate the creator but love the character.
-it’s fine to forgive a creator for fucking up—you get to decide where to draw your lines in the sand.
-it’s fine to not forgive a creator for fucking up—you get to decide where to draw your lines in the sand.
-it’s fine to love a character/show/thing with a problematic fandom. how the hell are you supposed to escape the problematic fandom, anyway? are you just not gonna like any popular characters, shows, or things ever again? ugh, don’t be such a hipster.
-disliking something problematic doesn’t make you a better person than the person who likes the thing despite its problems. don’t start getting self-righteous, you dork, you want to give loki a hug just like everyone else.
-other people hating on a thing you love for valid reasons doesn’t mean you can’t keep loving it. duh.
-resist the impulse to justify the things you like all the time. maybe just resist the impulse to justify yourself, full stop.
-don’t get trigger-happy about raining on people’s parades. there’s a time and a place and you know it, come on, you’re a grown up.