every time i see or read a depiction of steven grant rogers as the simple cleanslicked embodiment of Truth! Justice! and the American Way! i just. get so tired. and offended. how dare you
yeah
like on the outside, steven grant rogers is upsettingly beautiful and… smooth… and gives everyone sweaty thoughts about touching the american flag
but inside,
steven grant rogers is like… a wobbly shopping cart filled with rage and gallows humor and weird cats with chewed-up ears. he is that one locked wheel that won’t unstick no matter how hard you try to shove it forward, squealing, through the aisle. that wheel is immovable and furious for Justice Reasons. if it had to, if lives were at stake, that whole shopping cart would fight a wild bear or a helicopter or the devil himself. that cart would kick its own ass
Bucky Barnes ghost wrote this post
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