I'm Not Sure If This Is True But I Honestly Think That Mobius Went To Visit His Place At The Timeline,

Being around Tony stark can take a toll on you, some have to toughen up their skin to endure Tonys remarks, some just drift away from him, not wanting to deal with it.

But Peter?

No he's adapted.

Every snarky remark, and name Peter would be told, he just came back even stronger

"did you seriously forget to do your homework? Again? Don't you have enhanced..everything?"

"Mr stark, If we wanna talk irresponsible, let's talk about the time it seemingly crossed your mind to tell your loved ones you were dying because of the shrapnel in your chest." Peter snarked back

Tony stood frozen, his jaw dropped.

"well..fuck." Tony mumbled trying to contain l laughter at how sudden Peter came up with something like that.

Or another time.

"Peter, let me get you some new shoes." Tony pleaded

Peter sucked on his lollipop and squinted at Tony

"what? No why." Peter asked seemingly shocked

"because they're ratty. And old. And they look like they're gonna fall off or disintegrate at any given time." Tony answered crossing his arms

"why do you even keep them around?" The older one asked completely confused

"your ratty, old and likely to be on your death bed in a few years, why do we keep you around?" Peter snarked back raising an eyebrow.

Rhodey who was just passing through to grab some coffee was howling with laughter doubling over to clutch his stomach.

Sometimes it's not even directed at Tony.

"how do we even know we can trust the kid, he's unreliable" Sams eyes narrowed his voice harsh, but Steve nodded anyways

"I agree with Sam, recruiting a child would be very irresponsible."

Peter who was swinging on his chair, now paying attention in the meeting with the avengers turns to Steve and sam

"oh lord.." Tony muttered as rhodey tried to hide the smug, fond look on his face

"dude, you are 2 times my age, stop complaining and just admit that being an old man is getting to you, plus I can hear your knees snap like glow sticks when you crouch down. it's gross. Also who in this room has 1. A weird bird suit, and 2. Doesn't." Peter finished crossing his arms mirroring Tony. Alot.

"did I just get insulted by a toddler." Sam muttered

Peter is a sassy kid.

Peter is Tony's sassy kid.

Why I think Loki was willing to sleep in front of Mobius's in the TVA but will never do this on Asgard because

1. Trust: Loki has developed a level of trust with Mobius that he may not have with others, including those on Asgard. This trust allows him to feel more comfortable and secure in vulnerable situations like sleeping.

2. Safety:The TVA, despite its complexities and dangers, offers a sense of safety and stability to Loki compared to Asgard, where Loki constantly faces threats and hostility from his peers (warriors 3 and sif who physically abuses him)

3. Acceptance: Loki feels more accepted and valued in the TVA, where his skills and abilities are recognized and utilized, whereas on Asgard, he often feels like an outcast or second-class citizen.

4. Emotional Connection:Loki have developed an emotional connection with Mobius that he hasn't experienced with others on Asgard. This emotional bond can contribute to feelings of comfort and security, making it easier for Loki to relax and sleep.

5. Absence of hostility and mockery : In the TVA, Loki doesn't face the same level of hostility and mockery that he encounters on Asgard (even servants that serve wine mock Loki). This absence of constant mockery and hostility may allow him to let his guard down and rest more easily.

Overall, Loki's willingness to sleep in front of Mobius in the TVA reflects the trust, safety, acceptance, emotional connection, and absence of hostility that he feels in the tva compared to Asgard.

I constantly think about the fact that Benedict Cumberbatch was the only actor who was trusted with the full script of Infinity War and Endgame, not only because he is an amazing and prestigious actor, but also because of the importance of his role.

Doctor Strange was the only one who knew what should be done to avert Thanos’ snap.

He knew their first plan on Titan would fail. And yet he tried all the same with the same determination.

He knew Peter Quill would mess up with their attempt to stop Thanos. And yet he let it happen.

He knew he would have to hand the Time Stone, a precious artifact trusted to him by his beloved mentor.

He knew Thanos would succeed, wiping half of the universe. The same universe he swore to protect.

He knew he was going to become dust. He embraced death way before Death herself showed up as a test for him to overcome his physical limits.

He knew he would have to trust the remaining heroes so he could come back, which is incredible already because this is not something Stephen usually does. He hates not being in control.

And finally, he knew who was going to die in the process, being forced to live with all the guilt this knowledge could bring.

Stephen might not have the most important role, but he was above everyone else. And no other hero, stronger or not, was in the same league. Because he’s not just a hero. He’s something more.

And in the end, I’m not disappointed that he isn’t recognized as he should. Because it’s precisely what he does. He protects people from threats they can’t see. He’s not out there, being visible for spotlight. He’s always occult, hidden, because while noble heroes such as the Avengers are fighting in the light, he’s the one in the shadows. He’s the one who protects people when there’s only darkness. And that says a lot about what kind of hero he is. 

I couldn’t be prouder.

@ the TVA

Loki: ATTENTION: I HAVE BREACHED CONTAINMENT.

Loki: DO NOT PANIC, I AM SIMPLY GETTING A SNACK.

peter: listen. FUCK trains

bucky: this guy gets it

Making Tony eat: Steve edition

Steve: please, come on eating is so important. do it for me. i’ll make you a sandwich and bring it down to your workshop, promise you’ll eat it.

Tony: fine. whatever.

Making Tony eat: Bucky edition

Bucky: *throwing metal arm at Tony* EAT SOME GOD DAMN FOOD YOU FREAK

Tony: FUCK THE SHUT UP CLUCKY

Bucky: I WILL SHOVE. THE WHOLE PLATE DOWN. YOUR THROAT. DON’T THINK I WON’T.

Tony: PHYSICALLY FIGHT MY WHOLE FACE

Bucky: *launching breadsticks across the room like projectiles* I CARE ABOUT. YOUR. WELL BEING. EAT OR I WILL. SHOOT YOU.

Tony: *screaming*

Bucky: *more screaming*

but what if Bucky hacks into the gym security cameras to watch Sam work out and zooms in on all the angles he likes what then

apparently the Still Not Funny deleted scene is about Bucky ‘bringing a treat to Sam's family gathering’, and after talking to @logicheartsoul about it, i obvs had to write something

It was a joke.

Sam’d—very casually, if he’d say so himself—invited Bucky to the cookout. He’d been trying to relax into Bucky’s lone armchair, the TV on and playing something he’d never seen before.

Bucky, who had been sitting on the ground and leaning into the side of the chair, had froze, very minutely, then relaxed, asked what he should bring.

Sam had, very dryly, said, “Ice cream cake,” because Bucky’d tried to make them breakfast that morning and almost burned the eggs to a crisp. Sam was just being cautious, and yeah, okay, maybe also a little shit, but mostly cautious.

Bucky, the biggest little shit to have ever existed, took it personally, apparently, because here he was now, sunglasses on, wearing Sam’s Henley, driving Sam’s truck and joking with Sam’s nephews, carrying a lopsided ice cream cake that was very bravely fighting for its life in the heat of the afternoon.

Sam’s stupid, stupid heart did a stupid, stupid somersault.

He went on taking pictures and joking around and filling up his plate, feeling light and happy and on the edge of something wonderful, then Bucky was close, sunglasses hanging from the collar of his—Sam’s—Henley, his cheeks a bright red from the setting sun.

“Hey,” he said, voice light and so soft.

“Hey yourself.”

“Want a piece of cake?”

Sam gave him a flat look. “You’re not funny.”

Bucky’s smile went bigger, brighter, like he immediately knew what Sam was talking about.

“Dunno what you’re talking about,” he said.

“You’re full of shit,” Sam said, “and, still not funny. You’re not funny.”

“I just couldn’t come empty-handed, Samuel, I have manners.”

“You brought an ice cream cake.”

“It was a no-brainer, honestly.”

Sam rolled his eyes, fighting back a smile, then he turned back to watch the gentle waves and the sky as it changed colors.

The music was dying down, the day slowing and easing into the evening. Bucky was still standing just a step behind him, and Sam could feel his eyes on him.

His heart skipped a little as Bucky knocked his knuckles against his shoulder.

“Come on,” he said, so soft once again.

And Sam turned, gave into the urge and wrapped his arm around his shoulder to pull him closer.

Bucky came easily, his warmth seeking into Sam’s alright sun-warmed body, until it was almost too much.

He didn’t pull away.

Barty: Is your dick big enough for you to act the way that you do?

Evan: Yes.

Barty: Let's see it then.

Evan: Fine.

~~~

Barty: He can keep acting the way he does.

Simon: my favorite coping mechanism is writing music

*august does literally anything*

Simon:

Simon: my second favorite is killing rich people-