Me seeing the Watcher in X Men 97: Oh hey it's the Watcher that's cool.
Me remembering that the Watcher only shows up when important things happen or something absolutely fucked up os going to happen: WAIT A A DAMN MINUTE YOU SNEAKY BITCH—
I miss old thor so much old thor was just such a breath of fresh air. he wasn’t the stereotypical snarky hero. he wasn’t blasé or indifferent or cool. he was a stubborn cocky moody alien prince with a shakespearean accent who was groomed to be king. who loved his family and his friends. he was caring and genuine and a bit boisterous n brash. he thought you could ride a dog into battle, and loved to party. he was quick to anger, but quick to laugh. when he broke a mug on a foreign planet and learned it wasn’t polite, he went out of his way to buy the shop owner a new one and apologized. he even asked if it was ok if he came back for more coffee bc he did not want to presume that he was forgiven. he wasn’t edgy or witty but he was kind and thoughtful. he was a little feral a little wild as thunder and lightning coursed through his blood. and I loved that thor – bleached eyebrows and all.
There is nothing like watching Star Wars prequels bitches getting fed and going absolutely batshit over it like a starved bear tearing into a fresh kill, where you don't dare get in the way because it's nothing but teeth and claws in a fury as we rend and tear ourselves part because our faves showed up and were traumatized for 45 minutes straight and now we're traumatized, too, like we need to just go live in the woods if we're going to behave like animals howling at the moon after our faves realized they couldn't save someone they loved. It's beautiful, it's agonizing, it's the best Star Wars will ever be as a fandom, nothing can ever match it. Prequels bitches are on another level.