"This isn’t a legitimate classification system," said Steve angrily, throwing the book onto the couch next to Clint. "This is bullshit. They’re children, for cripe’s sake.”
Clint’s eyebrows rose to comical levels.
"You can’t just isolate different children or—or— or try to predetermine their characters at age eleven," Steve said, thoroughly angry. "And you certainly can’t condemn an entire fourth of your school’s population to a villainy house, what the hell is that?”
He started to pace.
"As if people never change! As if there’s no moral or ethical growth after age eleven!”
Bucky reached over Clint and picked up the book. Clint gave him a look and he shrugged.
"Hell, if it makes Steve this angry, I gotta check it out," he explained.
"This isn’t a basis for education!" Bucky shouted. "Where are the art classes, huh? Kids this age should have access to art classes."
"Exactly!" shouted Steve. "Maybe a little less institutionalized racism and a little more arts education, am I right?"
Clint buried his head in his hands.
i want fic where clint and bucky engage in an escalating ridiculous competition to win natasha’s favor and in the process become bff and then arrive at her like “neither of us can be with you our friendship has become too important” and then natasha is like ‘wtf i’m with sam anyway y’all never had a chance?” and then bucky and clint cry possible sex? idk it’s a wip
"That’s Tatiana playing against two doubles, at the same time, in wardrobe and hair of one character. Getting all the timing down in that motion control, changing her wardrobe, playing the whole scene again with all the timing, getting it right, playing the scene empty, and then doing it again. Switching all the wardrobe and everything and getting in to the third character. " - Graeme Manson
Seriously though, where is the spy comedy movie with them as agents in luuurve but on OPPOSITE SIDES or whatever
Make it thieves and I’m there. Maybe a car chase or five.
YES. Or like, Nyong’o is the FBI agent sent to BRING DOWN THE JAGUAR THIEF, called such b/c he only ever steals Jaguars (IDK why either). And the night before she’s due to start work on the new LA task force she meets this raucous girl at a bar and they have an arm wrestling match and talk about their dogs and make out in a booth at the back of the bar and Nyong’o is like, here’s my number, and the girl is like, I WILL TAKE THAT NUMBER BUT HOW ABOUT TAKING ME HOME TOO? But Nyong’o’s a professional, okay, she’s like, rain check until I’ve been on the job for a week.
And there’s like scenes of Nyong’o and her task force like getting closer to the Jaguar Thief and also of her dating this girl (who is obv Lawrence, who else would you describe as raucous) and it’s all fun and games until one day the task force is like… in a parking structure? Where they think the Jaguar Thief is? And they’re on stakeout? Maybe? So Nyong’o is kinda bored so she texts Lawrence being like, STAKEOUTS ARE BORING and Lawrence is all I WUD STAKE U OUT ANYTIME b/c she thinks textspeak is cute, and then it gets into an argument about whose job is more boring. So Nyong’o rolls her eyes and calls Lawrence to complain about how just because she’s got a boring job at a used car dealership doesn’t mean she gets to one-up her on this.
Only just then Nyong’o hears “Addicted To Bad Ideas” which is Lawrence’s ring tone for her (she never explained why) and Lawrence, who’s been staking HER out, realizes that shit’s just gotten super, super real. Because even while she’s fleeing the scene in (obv) a stolen Jaguar, she’s arguing with Nyong’o on the phone that this doesn’t mean she doesn’t like her! Lots of couples have relationship problems like this!
And Nyong’o is like I AM ARRESTING YOU AND THEN BREAKING UP WITH YOU, OH MY GOD.