Hey remember how Noir is an anti-fascist from 1933
Coulson claps his hands, the resulting smack echoing around the abandoned subway tunnel. “I now bring this meeting of the Highly Advanced Prosthetic Arms Club to order!”
Been a really long time since I've watched Daredevil but I do remember coming away from it feeling like it presented a pretty compelling internally-consistent moral justification for the vigilante thing. You're not planet-crackingly powerful, it's just that you can hear, in detail, every awful thing your neighbors are doing to each other, every night that they're doing it. You can't not know and you can't pretend not to know and when the kid tells you the next day that he just fell down the stairs you can't fall back on the provided ambiguity to absolve yourself of your responsibility to act. Semi-relatedly, you're really really good at martial arts. Start the clock
战后生活
That Captain America Healing Factor is all well and good until someone on the team has to pin Steve down and re-break his arm because they didn’t splint it in time and it healed wrong. Until they have to dig a knife into his face and pull out glass fragments that his skin healed over in five minutes flat. Until he has to have surgery wide awake because no anaesthetic works and the only other option is a leather belt between his teeth and useless platitudes like its going to be okay Steve, I promise, it’ll be over soon.
Sam Wilson and the Art of Moving On as an International Fugitive
gay man on lesbian women violence is allowed when Billy does it because that was SO fucking funny. you know the billie eilish song was playing in his head. that was SO edgelord teenager of him. I'm still cackling