This Man Makes Me Quite Happy ;3

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Was Bucky just chillin’ in Shuri’s freezer next to the hot pockets when N’Jadaka invaded Wakanda or did he just hear all the explosions from his little farm with the goats and go “Huh...better not” and just bake a cake or something?

Because the Royal Family of Wakanda was the only thing keeping him safe and without Shuri, or T’Challa, or their mother in charge, it’s more than likely that he would’ve been forced to flee and go back into hiding or Killmonger would’ve tried to kill him. Emphasis on try, because even with one arm I’m pretty sure Bucky could kick some serious ass...just a thought...

Or better yet, did Killmonger know about Bucky and send a team or something to kill him while he and T’Challa were essentially acting out the plot of the Lion King? Since Bucky has a lingering reputation for taking out politicians JFK and likely royalty anyway?

Hey, this’s a little random, but I’m rewatching LOKI and had a thought. What could Mobius have possibly done to become a Variant? Single dad of two boys who sold rec vehicles?

But then, I started thinking about his character. How patient, but firm he is. His good advice and who his wife might’ve been, right? He lived in the suburbs with his boys and based on his age (we’ll say roughly 40 something?)

And who else is around that age, living alone with a boy in need of a paternal figure?

What if his wife was May Parker? What if Mobius is a variant of Uncle Ben, if he and May had been able to have kids of their own and left New York to raise their boys in the burbs before Peter Parker was orphaned? Too far to be able to take him or maybe May died shortly before and he didn’t think he could handle a 3rd kid…?

That’s certainly something that would’ve broken the “canon,” especially if moving away inadvertently caused May to die somehow (ex: car accident or something), right? Great advice, positive teaching style, quick to bond with tricky/witty vigilante types?

This’s probably been done a hundred times already on this site, but it’s just a thought I had.

Just picturing something like:

Ben getting the call that his brother and sister-in-law are dead. He’s had to make the hardest decision of his life, but for the good of his boys and Peter, he thinks he made the right one. He’s not a rich man. The house already has two mortgages, the dealership is barely getting by as it is. Looks down at his wedding ring on a chain around his neck, thinking there was no possible way he could do it on his own and then? He sets the phone back on the hook and there’s TVA agents in his living room. Placing a reset charge on his coffee table and demanding he come with them for judgement.

For costing his universe the creation of an anchor being, like Spider-Man.

Also, could you imagine Loki trying to help Mobius save a version of his universe by raising Peter Parker together in a universe where both Ben and May died (like how Miguel tried to replace Gaby’s dad, except actually helpful?) Showing up to PTA meetings, just Ben Parker and his new very tall, elegantly goth, vaguely European husband?

Loki becomes PTA President, of course. Makes his own presidential sash. Mobius gets way too hyped about bake sales/food drives/blood drives/toys for tots. Loki judging the science fair. Showing up to debate club contests to cheer way too loud. Both of them having to act surprised when Peter starts sneaking in late until it finally comes out and they have to be like “Ooooh, nooo! We’re floored! Totally stunned! Hoooowww could we have missed this?!”

Then, Loki helps him make a real suit, because “no child of his is going be a vigilante AND a fashion disaster.”

Loki eventually coming out as a Frost Giant to make Peter feel less like a freak in some teary-eyed heart to heart about how difficult it is to let “normal” people close to them.

Just saving the world by being embarrassing, loving father figures together in the sort of open, honest family that Loki’s always wanted (cue his angst about immortality).

I don’t know whose mans this is next to my leg, but he seems chill

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As someone with a shelter dog that does exactly this, out of the blue? Whenever? Highly likely lol

Imagine knowing Geralt of Rivia for many years...but when he finds you again, you've stopped your questing and become a bard...singing with the same voice that entranced him all those years ago...

Geralt stops dead in his tracks as he passes in front of Dandelion’s tavern in Novigrad. He couldn’t believe his own ears…as the sound of a silken voice he hadn’t heard for an age came to his ears. Ciri, Triss and Yennefer who were walking with him gave him a queer look. “Geralt, what on earth are you stopping for?” Triss asked. Geralt weighed his options and took a deep breath. “I-…I need to go see who’s playing.” He said awkwardly, praying in his mind that it was actually you. He hurried into the tavern, listening to the end of your song, smiling faintly as his suspicion was confirmed. The girls just watched him as he ignored the crowd, lowering his hood and walking right up on stage, hugging you tightly just after you set your lute down. After a warm greeting and some explanation, he came to introduce you to the girls and they were all stunned by you. “Ladies, I’d like you to meet Y/n…I’ve known her longer than Vesemir.” He smiled just a bit more warmly. “G-Geralt-” Ciri stammered. “Her eyes and hair- Is she-…a Witcher…?” She asked in shock. “A woman as a Witcher…that’s-…not possible.” Triss said with a breathtaken tone. You just smiled and bowed low. “I stopped hunting years ago…but I like to keep my edge, working with Dandy. It’s wonderful to finally meet the women that he sings about.” You chuckled…it was the first time you had seen Geralt in nearly a hundred years…

When you're in a dormant fandom just sittin and watchin other fandoms float on by on the breeze of trash

Coming into a fandom late

Veilguard Spoilers (Harding)

So, I’ve decided I’m always gonna take Lucanis on Harding’s personal quest, because she says this little line:

“We will thrive, in spite of you.”

Which reminds me of the Hebrew proverb:

“Living well is the best revenge.”

And to me? In my mind? As my Rook and Lucanis both embrace her as she’s having this revelation and in saying that? It feels like Spite was there, too. Giving her the little nudge she needed to power through the bulwark of her grief, as Lace Harding. Not just a Child of the Stone. To live her life as a wholly free Dwarf that no longer requires the presence of the Titans in order to be “enough.”

To become her own person and truly be.

Because it’s hinted/shown in the art book that the Dwarves already existed when the Titans were walking around, but solely served as the caretakers of their giant bodies. Sort of swarming out of them like ants to clean up the hive after a storm.

So, maybe the sundering of the Titans granted them freedom? Free will, even if it came without dreams or magic? Certainly something to think about.

An Actual Conversation I Had

Me: Elder Maxson is fucking twenty, you guys. Elder Maxson isn't even through puberty yet. Elder Maxson could not walk into a Jewel Osco and buy beer.

Lawrence: Elder Maxson couldn't buy beer at a convenience store? Jesus christ. Imagine being the person who has to card him. Imagine ANYONE carding him. I wouldn't card him.

Ricky: He looks like a fifty year old man, NO ONE would card him.

Me: As a cashier, I'd have to card him. But picture this- you're working a register at ten o'clock at night, the only other person up front is an eighty year old woman with a hearing problem named Marianne. Elder Maxson walks into your line with a six pack of beer. He hands you his ID when you ask for it; he's twenty, you know he's twenty, he knows you know he's twenty, he knows exactly what he's fucking doing. Would YOU refuse to sell Elder Maxson beer? Would you be the one to call the manager on Elder Maxson? Would you call the authorities on a man who looks like he could supplex you through the floor? If it was me, I'd give him the fucking beer, man. I choose life.

Little more of my Crow!Rook, cause I got the Lords of Fortune fit. Viago’s reluctantly proud of her for almost slaying the dragon and saving Treviso.