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Everybody: *freaking out thinking their bias is dating someone and it isn’t them*
Me: *looks at everybody* Calm the fuck down Susan it’s none of your business. Let them live.
Hope you don't mind another prompt. The Team finds out Stephen can talk to animals.
this one’s short too but lmaooooo the possibilities
The first time it happens, no one really notices.
It’s a run-of-the-mill bad guy chase - some idiot stole a pretty suped-up vehicle from some government agency or another, and was careening down the mean streets of NYC with Iron Man, Iron Patriot, Doctor Strange, and Spider-Man on his tail. Stephen had been sort of a last-minute add in. Tony had called him up, begged him to come out, promised him a blowjob later if he said yes, and then cheered obnoxiously when the doctor portaled to their primary location, dressed for battle.
They’re just about to catch the perp when he veers sharply down a side alley and disappears from view. Tony doesn’t have time to get a bird’s eye - there’s civilians everywhere, and they’re trying to keep it low-key.
Well, as low-key as possible for them. And the suped-up government vehicle.
They’re speaking frantically over comms, trying to figure out what to do, when Stephen jogs out of a nearby pet store and takes to the sky again, coming to their little huddle.
“He turned left just after the alley - one way street. Let’s go!”
They catch the guy six minutes later. Tony laughs, blames it on Stephen’s magic third eye powers.
No one even thinks about the corgi puppy that had been sitting in the front window.
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The second time it happens, Tony notices, but brushes it off.
He and Stephen are on a date in Central Park. They’re walking hand in hand, enjoying the nice weather, although Tony can feel a headache building behind his eyes. He hasn’t had caffeine in a few hours, and he’s starting to feel it already.
“Tony? You okay?” Stephen asks, ever the doctor, ever observant.
“Yeah, hon. Just - haven’t seen a Starbucks in a minute. Let me look - “
Tony falls silent, watching Stephen stare very intently at a squirrel perched on the railing nearby. The squirrel is unmoving, and it’s staring back at Stephen. The two stare for another long moment before Stephen turns to Tony, flashing him a smile.
“There’s a cart just a few more minutes’ walk from here. They’ve got candied nuts, too.”
Tony smiles gratefully, taking Stephen’s hand and starting the walk again. He glances back at the squirrel, who watches them walk away.
“Nuts, huh?”
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The third time it happens, everyone picks up on it.
There’s a debate about where to go for pizza after a hard day’s work of saving New York. Peter votes Little Italy Number 2 on 6th Ave, Tony’s pulling hard for John’s, and Rhodey’s arguing for Two Boots in the West Village. Stephen, who was on Team Two Boots for a bit (“It’s closer to my place!”), steps away and picks up a nearby pigeon, staring intently into its face.
Tony clears his throat. “Uh… Whatcha doin’ over there, pumpkin?”
Stephen breaks his focus, turning back to Tony. “I’m asking the bird where the best crust is. It should know.” Right back to pigeon interrogation mode.
Tony looks at Rhodey, who’s gaping at Stephen, and Peter looks ready to die from the expression of sheer ecstasy on his face.
“Doctor Strange… You can talk to animals?!” He asks, overjoyed.
Stephen releases the ruffled bird, approaching the team again. “Of course.”
Peter immediately begins bouncing off the walls, asking about the bears in Central Park, and the NYPD horses, and the Central Park horses, and -
“Alright, hey, it’s pizza time. We can talk over pizza, and we’re going to John’s,” Tony decides, taking to the air again. RHodey follows, shaking his head.
“Tony, man, I love you? But your boyfriend’s a freak.”
Tony looks back at Peter and Stephen, smiling as the doctor patiently answers the spider kid’s endless questions.
“Nah. Not a freak. He’s special.”
Chiune Sugihara. This man saved 6000 Jews. He was a Japanese diplomat in Lithuania. When the Nazis began rounding up Jews, Sugihara risked his life to start issuing unlawful travel visas to Jews. He hand-wrote them 18 hrs a day. The day his consulate closed and he had to evacuate, witnesses claim he was STILL writing visas and throwing from the train as he pulled away. He saved 6000 lives. The world didn’t know what he’d done until Israel honored him in 1985, the year before he died.
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Please, please if you’re having major anxiety disorder, or you have hypersensibility, watch out ; you may want to not even watch the film at all. I’m not saying this to freak you out or to disgust you, I’m saying this because I care and my experience with watching the film on theater had been SHIT. I had 2 different kind of panic attack and I’m NOT joking. Please, please watch out.
So... I’ve never been into poly relationships before but I think I’m starting to fall into Drpepperony (why not strangepepperony btw?) hell and I’m not even scared or ashamed? Don’t help me.
Connor: The deviant is still here. I’m going to draw it out of hiding and ambush it with a blunt object. The ideal result will be stunning it into a state of unconsciousness without causing too much damage so we can properly interrogate it.
Hank, a tired and drunk millennial: what
Connor: *deep sigh* when the deviant shows itself I’m going to “yeet” this lamp at it
This is so true tho
for real, though, why do recipes consistently tell you to use less herbs and spices in than you should. fuck your “two cloves of garlic,” fuck your “half teaspoon of cinnamon,” and you can absolutely go to hell with your “dash of black pepper”
answered a scam call today and had the most bizarre conversation