I am aggressively passionate about Bucky Barnes

Not only is the Loki finale cinematically and narratively significant and all that, but Loki strutting down the catwalk shaped gangway while his clothing transforms into draping, elegant, yet still deeply functional, ethereal wardrobe and a kintsugi version of the royal helm he’s worn in different forms for centuries (but never one quite like this) solidifies into existence from nothing while he imbues all that exists, has existed, and ever will exist, with his magic before he steps off the gangway onto nothing as the line between Loki as a being and time itself blurs until it’s all but invisible and reality bends to his will for him to walk to the crumbling throne that is repaired in gold as he approaches, his throne room for eternity being prepared carefully for him to serve his purpose, surrounded by nothing and everything, with all of existence wrestled into his grasp, while he is bathed in the green light of his magic also really just fucks so hard

Some of the 2010s-era Loki stans were annoying but some of them were very justified. They put Tom Hiddleston in handcuffs and a muzzle. Then they put him in chains and a collar. Then they had him look waifishly sad in a prison cell. Then they put him in handcuffs again. Then they chained him up again. Where else were teenage girls going to see that.