I kinda wish I had a tape recorder, because I made some epic noises when I saw the pairing for this fic.
...On second thought, I'm *never* buying a tape recorder. But this fic is amazing! Your Steve is smart and has integrity and depth to his idealism and thinks of himself as a soldier and is otherwise exactly everything I love about him. I've never seen a fic where he connected so much to Jarvis, but that totally makes sense - Jarvis is a little like Tony in certain places, but objective and different and discreet enough to help. (ahaha, if you think about it, Tony was his own yenta in this, in a thrice-removed kind of way)
Tony didn't stop talking when other people did; he just talked over or around them, and Steve had come to realize it wasn't rude. It was just that Tony could talk and think and listen all at once and assumed everyone else could too. After two or three months you did get the hang of it.
That's an *awesome* bit of characterization for Tony, and for Steve for noticing, and then adapting. He does that a lot in this story, which I love you for - the way he's confronted with things he doesn't know and just makes a mental note and gets on with what's important. I'm flailing around a bit trying to figure out how to say this, but I think it's why he and Tony work so well: because yes, Tony is crazy and not good at people but Steve is *Steve* and can stand his ground long enough see past the bullshit, and is stubborn enough to get Tony to see he sees him. If you know what I mean. Like how he's good at knowing propaganda when he sees it.
(Ironically: not shy of actual guns.)
OMG, you completely nailed Steve's dorky, quiet sense of humor all over the damn place. (Steve may like a frontal assault, but his jokes are totally stealth *g*) All his dry, affectionate little jabs at Tony mid-banter. Like his glee about the camera phones. Or calling his initial relationship with Tony an 'armistice'. STEVE. ♥
He glanced at Steve and then reached into a little icebox and took out a carton of milk, pouring him some. Steve made a pleased face
I read that as Tony being genuinely sweet, but in a self-aware way that he could totally play off as a joke if anyone called him on it. Not sure if you meant it that way, but I am fond.
"Sure. Come out when you've put your face on," Tony said, and Steve smiled.
SO FOND.
Half the really awful stuff said about him in the press was said by Tony in interviews.
*winces* Hurts because it's true. Oh, Tony.
And you kind of want whoever it is you're with to be there when you want that too, but you don't always want it."
I was *howling* with laughter at this point. I spent, like, two whole minutes giggling too hard to move along because oh god, Steve, the difference between that and your speeches is that you didn't have to talk about your *feelings*, ahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaa. It started out so *well*, and then just dissolved into perfect hilarity. *cackles*
"Oh!" Tony said, stepping back. "Grappling hooks!"
*dies forever* AND THEN HE REMEMBERED AND DITCHED STEVE TO ACTUALLY MAKE THEM. *facepalm* Of course he did.
"Seriously, I'm proud to be an American right now."
*laughs forever and ever* Also, best sex scene to use almost no anatomy of all time. I will spare Steve's feelings by not being explicit. ;)
He wondered what Tony had been like before Iron Man, whether the muscle had been there waiting for purpose, waiting for Tony to wake up to the world.
This paragraph just sort of... settled into my bones, it felt so right. Because Steve was just the reverse, his body catching up to what his heart and mind could do - equal but opposite reactions putting them in the same place.
Steve slow-blinked at him. "You realize the reason we get along so well is that I don't pay attention to the specifics of most of what you say." "The reason we get along so well is that if you did you'd actually understand me.
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...On second thought, I'm *never* buying a tape recorder. But this fic is amazing! Your Steve is smart and has integrity and depth to his idealism and thinks of himself as a soldier and is otherwise exactly everything I love about him. I've never seen a fic where he connected so much to Jarvis, but that totally makes sense - Jarvis is a little like Tony in certain places, but objective and different and discreet enough to help. (ahaha, if you think about it, Tony was his own yenta in this, in a thrice-removed kind of way)
Tony didn't stop talking when other people did; he just talked over or around them, and Steve had come to realize it wasn't rude. It was just that Tony could talk and think and listen all at once and assumed everyone else could too. After two or three months you did get the hang of it.
That's an *awesome* bit of characterization for Tony, and for Steve for noticing, and then adapting. He does that a lot in this story, which I love you for - the way he's confronted with things he doesn't know and just makes a mental note and gets on with what's important. I'm flailing around a bit trying to figure out how to say this, but I think it's why he and Tony work so well: because yes, Tony is crazy and not good at people but Steve is *Steve* and can stand his ground long enough see past the bullshit, and is stubborn enough to get Tony to see he sees him. If you know what I mean. Like how he's good at knowing propaganda when he sees it.
(Ironically: not shy of actual guns.)
OMG, you completely nailed Steve's dorky, quiet sense of humor all over the damn place. (Steve may like a frontal assault, but his jokes are totally stealth *g*) All his dry, affectionate little jabs at Tony mid-banter. Like his glee about the camera phones. Or calling his initial relationship with Tony an 'armistice'. STEVE. ♥
He glanced at Steve and then reached into a little icebox and took out a carton of milk, pouring him some. Steve made a pleased face
I read that as Tony being genuinely sweet, but in a self-aware way that he could totally play off as a joke if anyone called him on it. Not sure if you meant it that way, but I am fond.
"Sure. Come out when you've put your face on," Tony said, and Steve smiled.
SO FOND.
Half the really awful stuff said about him in the press was said by Tony in interviews.
*winces* Hurts because it's true. Oh, Tony.
And you kind of want whoever it is you're with to be there when you want that too, but you don't always want it."
I was *howling* with laughter at this point. I spent, like, two whole minutes giggling too hard to move along because oh god, Steve, the difference between that and your speeches is that you didn't have to talk about your *feelings*, ahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaa. It started out so *well*, and then just dissolved into perfect hilarity. *cackles*
"Oh!" Tony said, stepping back. "Grappling hooks!"
*dies forever* AND THEN HE REMEMBERED AND DITCHED STEVE TO ACTUALLY MAKE THEM. *facepalm* Of course he did.
"Seriously, I'm proud to be an American right now."
*laughs forever and ever* Also, best sex scene to use almost no anatomy of all time. I will spare Steve's feelings by not being explicit. ;)
He wondered what Tony had been like before Iron Man, whether the muscle had been there waiting for purpose, waiting for Tony to wake up to the world.
This paragraph just sort of... settled into my bones, it felt so right. Because Steve was just the reverse, his body catching up to what his heart and mind could do - equal but opposite reactions putting them in the same place.
Steve slow-blinked at him. "You realize the reason we get along so well is that I don't pay attention to the specifics of most of what you say."
"The reason we get along so well is that if you did you'd actually understand me.
*melts*
I LOVE THIS STORY LOTS AND LOTS, SAM.