The world has been made safe now
From oceans to mountains so steep
It’s time to put down your shield, captain
And go the fuck to sleep.
The hammers are all sitting still now
And the bilchsteim make not a peep
I don’t care that it’s daytime on Asgard
This is Earth, and we fucking sleep.
The spiders are safe in their webs now
Their bites make no one else weep
This is your official downtime
Use it to fucking sleep.
The bows have all been unstrung now
The arrows have made their last leap
I don’t care whose room you nest in
Just go the fuck to sleep.
The formulas have all been proven now
The scanners are doing their sweep
You know what I hear helps when you’re angry?
Going the fuck to sleep.
No more AIs hacking my system now
No more damn machines that go beep
So put down the soldering iron
You can dream up reactors while you sleep.
I know seventy years is a long time
To be dozing way down in the deep
But I know you’re tired, stop lying
And go the fuck to sleep.
The astrophysicists are stargazing
Or would, if their attention you didn’t keep
Who even taught you about skype sex
Wait, I don’t care, just sleep.
Tomorrow you can work on your ledger
Tomorrow through corridors you can creep
But tonight I really don’t need you
Get the fuck off the bridge and sleep.
The hawks tuck under their wings now
The little chicks no longer cheep
You want me to stop making bird puns?
Go the fuck to sleep.
The monitors dim their glow now
And the data is piled in a heap
Yes, fine, we’ll move a cot to the lab
If you promise to just fucking sleep.
The helicarrier moves quietly now
And aboard no one makes even a peep
Oh shit, what the fuck, Stark
Get back to your room and sleep!
By me or someone else.
Steve moves into Stark Tower. Tony gives him crap on and off about things he doesn’t know, but they actually have a really hard time communicating about the government, the military, how the Avengers relate to both, how the individual relates to all of it. And Steve (more so than usual) gets the feeling that he’s really missing something. Yeah, war was hell. But that was something that soldiers knew, right? Soldiers were heroes last he heard, and now he sees vets panhandling, people making significant glances at each other when they talk about some kid who’s joined up, and he doesn’t really see the behavior that he’d recognize. Sure, he knows the draft it over, so it’s not like everybody has a brother or an uncle or a son in the service. But this isn’t the world that needed Captain America.
Then, I don’t know, he asks Tony to explain what happened, what’s changed. So Tony tries music, maybe, like “listen to the history of rock and realize that people just got pissed.) but it doesn’t work.
Basically, what I want is Tony and Steve sitting on their own, in the dark, watching Platoon, because Tony can’t think of a way to explain it—all the things that Americans think of when they think “war,” how much of that is so far from glorious or heroic. And he can’t figure out how to explain Vietnam, because Steve honestly doesn’t know and that’s kind of mind-boggling. And so he sits there and puts on Platoon and keeps his snarky commentary on Oliver Stone to himself, and Steve watches and doesn’t even pretend he’s not crying.
I don’t know. I want something like that. In some way.
Give me disillusioned Steve. I want disillusioned Steve.
So I’m making my way through this rec list, also having read most of gyzym’s stuff. And I’ve noticed, so I’m asking:
Most All of the stories are from Tony’s POV, with Tony pining after Steve. Steve’s totally interested, of course, but what is the deal with that? Is it the rec list? Maybe that list is skewed towards it? I would like some Steve fics, please.
Let me just say I CANNOT with this cast. They are completely rediculous and they should all marry each other.