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oleg-raiders · 10 days
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Pepper: If Stephen screwed up so badly, why do you keep talking to him?
Tony: He has a great beard.
Pepper: What are you hiding?
Tony: I'm gay. Oh, that's not what you meant. Although this explains a lot: there is no girl, always with Strange, obsession
with clothes...
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oleg-raiders · 1 month
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Tony: I think you care too much abo...
Stephen, snatching the mug from Tony's hand: tea? Good. *brings it back* so what were you saying?
Tony: ...
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oleg-raiders · 1 year
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Tony, calling Steph: What a cool guy I am, I drink energy, Steph don't wait for me at night, flash me a point.
Tony: * Abruptly ends the call*.
Stefan, calling back Peter, who went with Tony to a business meeting: How many bottles did he drink?
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oleg-raiders · 1 year
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oleg-raiders · 1 year
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by @mart_nav
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oleg-raiders · 2 years
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the doctor loved autumn. everything, from heavy rain to thick fog, inspired him to a wonderful state, and with it a lot of things. the magician started another Monday with a run. cold air enveloped him while running, barely visible steam escaped from his mouth when he ran through a high point or accelerated. lately, running helped him relax and let go of thoughts that sometimes became obsessive: teaching students, America and her abilities, Wong is the archmage.
but there was always one very bright spot in the whole list: his love for Stark.
at some point, they often hid in Tony's house, then in the sanctorum. but here and there there were people who wanted to find out why two adult men were locked in the same room. fools, they will never understand their feelings.
Strange was running through one of Tony's favorite spots and smiled. I went back and ordered two coffees.
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— you've been sleeping so long, what are you dreaming about, Tony? — Strange sat down on the bed next to him and put a glass of coffee on the bedside table next to him.
— you.
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oleg-raiders · 2 years
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Peter: You're not...
Tony: I love Stephen, not his body!
Peter: what is his favorite tea?
Tony:
Peter: Favorite movie? Or at least a song.
Tony:
Peter:
Tony, who noticed Stephen standing in the doorway: Good, good! I don't know any of this, but do you know why? Because it doesn't matter. I know that your favorite tea is in that blue jar with incomprehensible hieroglyphs and it never ends, because you keep track of it yourself, and I just learned how to brew it better than anyone. I do not know your favorite movie, because you are a bore and you disassemble each of them into some small details so that you are interested and you know what? I love listening to these reflections of yours, although you are shy and try to be silent when we watch movies together. And you don't have your favorite food, because your magical stomach digests our food worse and worse, and now you only eat some incomprehensible tentacles in the mucus.
Stephen, who had not slept for several days because of his magical affairs and just came into the kitchen for coffee: baby, I never doubted your love.
Tony:
Peter, who just wanted to know more about the Doctor: sorry, I'd better go.
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oleg-raiders · 2 years
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I need more blood.
by: @poodle_mcuds
https://twitter.com/poodle_mcuds?s=09
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oleg-raiders · 2 years
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Steve: You're a lot worse than your dad, Tony. Where is he, by the way?
Tony: in a coffin, lying underground.
Stephen: *appears from the portal and makes a whoosh with his hands.* I don't know where his father is, but daddy has arrived.
Steve:
Stephen: *sends Steve to the cemetery to Howard.* don't worry, I sent his to your father, let them talk.
Tony: Fuck, Strange, don't tell me you killed him.
Stephen: *winks.*
Tony:
Tony: I love you.
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oleg-raiders · 2 years
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Tony: *Just dancing in the workshop.*
Stephen: *comes up from behind and puts her hands on his waist.*
Tony:
Tony: who are you anyway?
Stephen: me? Your future husband, remember. *disappears.*
Tony:
Tony: I'm straight. Am I straight? I'm bi... I'm beach. It doesn't matter. They forgot. About everything.
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oleg-raiders · 2 years
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stephen: i love your mind.
tony: i love your "mind".
stephen: i love your face.
tony: i love your heart.
stephen: i love your soul.
tony: i love your body.
stephen: for god's sake, shut your fucking mouths.
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oleg-raiders · 2 years
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Stephen and Tony: * smile at each other.
Steve: I'm so glad they got along!
Stephen and Tony: * hug.*
Steve: they will become good defenders of peace.
Stephen and Tony: * start kissing. *
Steve: uh... uh!!
Natasha, with mockery: everything went wrong according to plan?
Steve, stuttering: p.. according to plan..
Natasha, hiding her surprise: I hear a distinct “but” in your voice.
Steve, aggressive: BUT IT's TOO EARLY!!!
Natasha: * looks with surprised eyes.*
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