literally ive never has this much gender envy before I want to be them so bad I scoured my entire fucking house for my retro sunglasses just to look like doc ock and i couldnt find them so I cried.
Because that was the right thing to do. Taking a minute to step out of the sorcerer supreme role, Stephen Strange recognized that everyone deserved a second change. He himself was a prime example of that.
But what had held him back all this time? Why wouldn’t he let the kid keep the villains alive? Why did he want them gone the first chance he got?
Everything that was good in the world was Peter Parker. Tony Stark knew that. And… he knew that. Stephen didn’t want a fly (pun not intended) to harm this kid.
His kid.
Their kid.
Stephen wasn’t angry with Peter. He was angry with himself. The only way to let the world live was to let Tony Stark die.
Even if he’d lived a hundred lives loving him. Stephen had to let Tony die. He hadn’t meant to show a finger held up during that mark in the battle when Tony had desperately looked at him. Stephen had had tears in his eyes as he looked at the man he had loved in so many lifetimes. He had wanted to say a million things in that one second. To tell him “no.” To make him stop. To be selfish. To make him stay with him.
With Peter.
Stephen had no right to take Peter’s father from him. Not when they’d been apart for five years. Not when they could have been a family.
Tony had invented time travel for the sake of Peter, and Stephen owed it to Tony to keep Peter alive.
“So long, kid.”
The physical stress of holding the fabrics of the universe together was not the heaviest toll on Stephen as Peter looked him in the eyes and wished to make everyone forget him.
Three words, and Stephen couldn’t bear it. He wouldn’t forget Peter. He couldn’t forget Peter. The boy he had been a father to in a hundred different life times. The boy who reminded Stephen so much of Tony. No, Stephen couldn’t live around with nothing of Tony to remember him by.
Stephen tweaked the spell a little, excluding himself from it. He would let Peter think Stephen didn’t know him. It would hurt less knowing Peter didn’t know the many lives they lived. But Stephen would be okay. And Stephen would watch out for his son till the end of time.
Very last second crap. I wanted so long, kid to have a meaning.
Yes. Yes I did go see Spider-Man: Far From Home rerelease because 1- that movie is so so good and one of the best MCU movies. 2- Andrew Garfield (I love him) 3- …..okay fine. Yes. I went just to see the extra 15 seconds of Matt! Okay I said it!
Do I…do the mildest spoilers ever? Yes I will.
I thought that scene would be a tad bit longer than it was but nope. Matt basically has two lines and one of them is:“Happy, stop sweating.” And Happy like 🤨🧐 how the eff you do that?
BUT at least his hair looked a little better as if someone ruffled it a bit (still part the opposite way from his regular side)
Bonus: “I kinda want to see the holes” had me CACKLING in my empty theater…there was 4 of us.
Odd thought but I feel like seeing No Way Home in cinemas the day of its (Australian) release has ruined the possibility of me ever enjoying a cinema experience in the same way.
The sheer energy of the audience that day was wild. People cheered when Andrew and Toby showed up, cried and yelled when May died. I held my friend as we sobbed over the sadness of May’s death and minutes later we were cheering with the crowd. The whole cinema had the same energy, it was great.
Even staying for the post credit scene, so many people had stayed and were on the edge of their seats. And then when they showed the first trailer for Multiverse of Madness, we all lost it. I remember yelling “WANDA” with the crowd the second she graced the screen. Remember the chatter of theories and opinions as we walked out.
So yeah, the wonder and fun of seeing No Way Home with a bunch of equally excited people may have ruined every other experience for me. But it was worth it. It’s an experience I’ll never forget.
I WOULD DIE FOR THE PETERS AND WISH THEY HAD MORE SHENANIGANS TOGETHER they are the SWEETEST BOYS
Honestly just about McFuckin' DIED when Spider-Tobey got stabbed, because he's just the loveliest mentor boy and if he died I would have rioted
And oh my god Spider-Andrew saving MJ and 'redeeming' himself for being unable to save Gwen just MY HEART
I LOVED THAT WE WERE ABLE TO SAVE THE VILLAINS TOO? LIKE OH MY GOD JUST A BUNCH OF PEOPLE FUCKED UP BY CIRCUMSTANCE THAT WERE ABLE TO GET THEIR LIVES BACK
I fucking adore Peter and I just want him to be happy no matter what universe he's from 😭😭😭
Edit: posted too soon, just me in tears over the ending
WHY CAN'T HAPPY JUST REMEMBER HE'S PETER WITHOUT KNOWING HE'S SPIDERMAN THIS IS BULLSHIT
Look, I know any & all similarities that Molly might have with Tom Holland's Spidey are purely coincidental. And that the comparisons we like to make as a fanbase are usually nothing more than just facetious memes.
But at this point, I can't help but find it hard to deny that this scene alone has truly solidified Molly as Tom Holland.
Okay so I already talked about this scene after watching the trailer and i hate it even more now.
Like can we talk about the hazing and bullying going on here!? And the teacher is fucking in on it, calling him a “sticky bastard.” Like what the actual fuck is wrong with you people.
I hate Peter’s school so much it makes me wanna punch someone (preferably the people in that gym because fuck all of them)