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THUNDERBOLTS SPOILERS
I've seen a lot of people range from worried to doing absolutely too much about the second post credits scene without having actually sat down and thought about what is going on, or how the different parts are moving in the MCU and how they lead us to Avengers. So here's my presentation on what I believe this scene, and several other moments in different movies and shows are telling us, as someone who watches everything and does it in good faith and with joy
Waiter: So what can I get you tonight?
Thor: Can I get a milkshake with two straws, please?
Bruce, blushing: Aww, Thor-
Thor, putting both straws in his mouth: Now watch how fast I can fucking drink this.
May 2, 2008 - Iron man primer. The day when comic books world was changed forever by the first MCU movie about Tony Stark (played by RDJ).
Whenever Peter’s sad, he just demon crawls everywhere to freak people out and make himself laugh.
Peter, demon crawling along the ceiling: I’m going to lay egGS in yOuR bRAiN
Tony, spraying him with bug spray: KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT
Sam, whacking him with a mop: DIE DIE DIE
Clint: *tries to perform an exorcism*
DUM-E: *runs into the wall over and over*
the spiderling
Thor in the library with the revolver
“What was that?” Steve skids to a stop in the doorway and swings himself into the room. “Who got shot?”
“What? Nobody!” Thor booms, dropping the revolver on the floor where it promptly discharges again. “Ah!”
“Jesus.” Steve jumps and squeezes his eyes shut for a second. “What are you doing? Is that the new equipment order?” He steps into the room.
“Yes, I believe Mr. Fury just brought it for us.” Thor bends to retrieve the gun and tosses it in the air a few times, which makes Steve flinch.
“Ok.” He lets out a sharp sigh. “What are you doing? Why isn’t anyone in here with you?”
“I’m testing out the new toys.” Thor looks at him with confusion. “It’s equipment for me, is it not?”
“Well, yes,” Steve concedes. “But that’s some serious lack of firearms safety. If you want to avoid a lecture from Agent Hill, you better be sure it doesn’t happen again.”
“You have little faith, my captain.” Thor beams, taking his eyes off the gun again.
“Just...watch what you’re doing.” Steve shakes his head. “Ok?”
“Of course.” Thor nods, then seems distracted by a book on the shelf beside him. “Is that the Saga of Snorri Sturluson?”
“Who?” Steve lifts one eyebrow.
“Let me give you a piece of advice.” Thor scratches his head with the barrel of the gun. “Watch who you criticize, my friend. For some of us are a thousand years old, as opposed to your hundred.”
Steve sniffs. “I’ll, uh, keep it in mind.”
“Good.” Thor beams. “That’s all. I’ll see you later.” He gestures toward the door.
“Now, wait just one second--”
“Thank you, Captain Rogers.”
“I--fine. I’ll see you at dinner.”
“That you shall. Will we be having the strawberry milkshake pop tarts, or the nutter butter delicacies for our evening repast?”
“I said dinner, Thor.” Steve shakes his head. “No pop tarts.”
Thor’s face falls. “No pop tarts?” He tosses the gun again and points it at Steve’s chest.
“Nope. Meatloaf, I think. Peter’s aunt gave Pepper a recipe.”
“All the better, then.” Thor smiles again. “We good?”
“Sure.” Steve steps back, eager to avoid the argument. “Good.”
Me, in 2018,
Still crossing my fingers for Clintasha, like a ho