#autocorrect stop

[yakkosally]

Mice mice

FEB IS SUPER CLOSE ♡♡

#animaniacs #pinkyandthebrain #brinky #still cant draw pinky 😭 #HOW DO YOU DRAW PINKH #pinky #AUTOCORRECT STOP

[feartheoldblog]

i’ve been trying to catch a basculin for the past 10 minutes

#robbie’s pokemon rambles #sorry for not shitposting much #i’ve been addicted to pokemon #forgive me <3 #autocorrect stop

[loveinlilies]

The restraint I exert every day over. Not lovemailing my favs

#it almost said lovemaking and...I mean... #this is abt Rinne btw. belovwd #I want to scream abr him #AUTOCORRECT STOP

[katabay]

some death mark sketches! somehow I missed the death mark 2 announcement trailer entirely??? belatedly, I’m excited to see that daimon will be showing up in dm2 🥳

#death mark #I am too tired to fight autocorrect on their names right now so I will add those tags in the morning #stop…..changing daimon to daikon…please……….. #anyway. he’s my favorite guy. I want to feed him. soup. #I feel like this character was made to push every button in my brain like oh my god hello #kazuo yashiki #shuuji daimon #daimon shuuji #yashiki kazuo #spirit hunter death mark

[yogurtlid10000]

This panel is very bizarre and funny to me for many reasons 🤯

I will list them out.

1. Christmas robots??? Earth holidays!! Cool!!Whered they get those decorations from :00

2. Why is Megatron HOLDING him like that? Like he’s a CAT

3. why did megatron say “pfft” and “SO true” is he a teenage girl now?

5. “Return OUR calls”? “how was the meteor fest?” You sound like my mom. Are y’all rodimus’s parents now? Why are u finishing each others sentences explode 🔥

I LOVE THE FINISHING EACH OTHERS SENTENCES ITS SO FUNNY

🤔also happy holidays for those celebrating

#transformers #mtmte #megatron #minimus ambus #is rodimus prime real? #RODIMUS prime #FUCK my phone won’t stop autocorrecting RODIMUS to all caps whenever I type it #I cant say RODIMUS without having to SCREAM it everytime #and I’m too lazy to go back and make it lowercase #megatron MTMTE #minimus ambus you’re very dear to me 😔

[solara-bean]

Jut found out that the full Touchstarved game might not be out till 2025 so here's a scenario I imagined with Ais. Has the others interact with mc too, but Ais is the main love interest. Hope this doesn't feel too much like my oc. I chose the Unnamed route so that may be brought up.

Worth The Trouble ( Ais x GN Reader )

( Content Warning: Violence, Blood, cursing, Ais being Ais, Remember what he did to that guy in the demo )

MC = Y/N ( I'm too tired from finals to type the slash, sorry 😭)

It started off as a normal day in Eridia, or at least as peaceful as things could be in the hellscape of a city. MC went to the market for some light grocery shopping, their small tote bag half full, when a group of kids zoomed past them. For a flash they could see that the kids' arms were full of produce, a few stray fruits leaving a trail in their wake. It was mere seconds before an enraged yell from a man was heard.

" Get back here you little shits!!!" the a man, a local produce seller, barreled down in the kid's direction. Nearly knocking down passersby, MC included.

One of the smaller kids tripped, dropping all of their stolen goods. They called to their friends for help but it was too late. The seller had already grabbed them by the collar like a stray puppy.

" Stupid maggot! I'll show you what happens to thieves around here!!" He pulled back his meaty fist to strike them.

Without thinking, MC ran to grab his wrist before the blow landed.

" Hey! That's going way too far."

The seller looked down at them and snarled.

" Stay out of this! This is between me and this little thief here."

" I get that but look at them." MC pointed to the kid's dirty clothes that were holding on by threads. " Clearly they aren't stealing for the fun of it. Can't you let them go?"

The seller scoffed at them, foul breath fanning their face. Thankfully they held back their disgust.

" I'm not running a charity. If the kid wants to eat the kid's gotta pay."

MC thought for a moment as they stared at the child, who was still curled in a protective ball. Although their face was covered, it was clear by their trembling that they were crying. MC immediately remembered all the times they'd been hungry and in need after they fled the temple. While they survived they couldn't imagine doing so at this child's age. How long had they been suffering?

" I'll do it."

" Do what?"

" Pay." MC reached into their cloak and pulled out their coin purse. " I've got plenty to spare." which wasn't true but they'd manage. The seller gave them a long, calculated glare before sighing.

" Fine."

He put the kid down. They gave a quick glance to the seller then the MC before grabbing their haul and scurrying off to where the rest of the group went. MC wasn't expecting a thank you, but the last look the kid gave to them over their shoulder was enough.

" Ok," MC counted the coins in their palm, leaving the purse nearly empty. " Will this be enough?"

The seller took the coins. Counting each while scratching his stubbly chin.

" Yeah, almost..."

MC looked at him confused. They were sure that they gave him much more than his nearly, spoiled produce was worth. They almost didn't notice his arm go up. But they did feel the strike across their face. Everything went white for a moment as they stumbled. Pain flared over the entirety of the right side of MC's face. They pressed their palm to it and whipped their gaze back to the seller stunned.

" What the fuck is your problem??!!" they shrieked at him.

" Don't look so confused. You said you'd pay for everything. That includes punishment. " He let out a dark chuckle and walked pass them. " Maybe think twice next time you wanna be someone's savior."

MC gawked at his back. What kind of asshole pulls a stunt like that. He got his money fair and square. Clearly he just wanted a reason to cause someone harm. They wanted to let it go and move on but crap that hit really hurt. His hands were big enough to crush their skull and they were pretty sure that his ring cut their cheek. There was no way they were gonna let him walk away so easily.

" Hey!"

The seller turned around and was met with a fist right to the nose. He reeled back, giving MC enough time to land a kick to his kneecap. He fell to the city floor with the gracefulness of an old dying ox, MC's coins going down with him. They grabbed a handful of them before making a break for it back to the Wet Wick.

Out of breath, energy, half their coins and what little faith they had in humanity, all MC wanted to do was go to sleep in their room and maybe have some of their scraps for dinner. It could've been made into a full meal but they hadn't realized they'd dropped their tote bag until it was too late. Thankfully, the bar sounded empty from the outside, so at least they could avoid the headache of possibly socializing.

" Hey sparrow."

Shit.

There right in his usual spot at the bar sat Ais, accompanied by Vere and Leander.

" Hey Ais..." they said weakly, pulling up their hood even more to hide the blooming bruises.

" Um Excuse me. I'm here too dear. Goodness has being here already dulled your manners?" came Vere, tail playfully swaying.

" Hey Vere." they said quickly as they tried to flee to their room, but that would've been to easy.

" Oh MC how was the market did you get anything good?" Leander asked, conveniently getting in front of them and blocking their path. They didn't look up at him and did their best not to adjust their hood again.

" Yeah, yeah it was good."

" But where's your tote ba-"

" It's getting late I'll see you guys later." MC swerved around him, nearly home free.

" Sparrow."

They stopped. Ais' piercing gaze burning into their back.

" Come here, please." he instructed in a soft yet stern tone. They couldn't resist him. He'd only pry more if they did, so reluctantly they sat next to him, avoiding eye contact.

" Take off your hood."

They stayed still. The air filled with a tense silence.

" Ais come one. They've probably had a long day. I'm sure their fi-" Lenader nearly choked when MC took their hood off. " What the hell happened?! Are you ok?!"

" Obviously not." Vere scoffed. " Thought I smelled blood but that's nothing new for you. Do tell, what mess have you found yourself in this time, MC?"

MC let out a tired sigh. Leander's worrying and Vere's teasing made for a sickening combo on an already shitty afternoon.

" It's nothing. I just ran into a bad guy at the market. Nothing interesting." They were about to get up to leave when Ais' hand was placed firmly on their shoulder.

" Humor us would ya? What really happened?" While the slight smile on his face was meant to be assuring, MC knew he was up to no good.

" Really it's nothing. I just saw some kids steal some food and one of them got caught by the seller. So I thought hey why not be nice and help this clearly starving child. But nope! As usual the situation blew up in my face. Apparently coins weren't enough payment for the guy so he- " They mimicked the back-handed slap motion they'd been a victim to. " The asshole didn't even have the decency to warn me first, so I thought it was only fair to get in a few blows in myself then run like hell before things got too heated. So yeah that's it. Nothing special."

After what they hadn't meant to be a ramble there was another thick silence. Crap maybe I said too much. Then a low chuckle came from beside them. Oh good Ais found the story amusing, maybe they were worried for nothing. But that was quickly put aside when they turned to look at him.

His grin was downright dangerous. Fangs gleaming and all. His eyes were even worse, glowing with a bloodlust that would scare a soulless shitless.

" I'll be right back." he said, getting up from his seat and stretching out his tired joints with a pop.

" Ais." Leander warned. " Let's think about this, ok buddy."

" Nothing to think about. Now," He stood in front of MC and leaned down to their level. " Which seller was it?"

MC felt their pulse quicken. Not just from being at eye level with Ais, but also from the immense violent aura he began to exude.

" Really Ais it's fine. I hit him pretty hard so we're even."

" I'm sure you did. But this is purely for my own selfish vices. I can't rest easy knowing this jackass is going around threatening kids and hitting customers. So who was it?"

" Ais. It's not worth the trouble just let it g-"

Ais' hand swiftly taken ahold of their chin. With a gentleness that greatly contrasted his character, he tilted MC's face to better examine the damage. They couldn't help the heat that rose within them.

" Plenty worth the trouble to me." He tilted their head back to face forward. " Who was it, MC."

Maybe it was the softness of his tone or the way he said their name instead of Sparrow, but they confessed. Even down to what stalls the seller's had been next to. He gave them a small, genuine smile and went on the hunt.

" Well, there's no stopping him now. Let's get some ice on that bruise, hm." Leander went around the counter, paying no mind to MC's breathless expression. In no time he came back with clean rag and another with ice inside. " Alright let me see."

Before he could attend to their face, Vere cut in.

" Leander, didn't the doctor leave some magic elixir or whatever for minor injuries in the backroom?"

" Oh you're right. He did. I should go get it."

" Yes you should." Vere smiled sweetly then frowned once Leander was out of sight. " Good I couldn't tolerate him for much longer without Ais here."

" Don't get too excited, he'll be back soon." MC reminded him.

" No he won't," Vere swiped the rag that Leander left on the counter near the ice bag before turning back to them with a mischievous smirk. " I poured those nasty medicine bottles out weeks ago."

MC gawked at him.

" Why would you do that? What if someone needed those?"

" What like you? Don't be such a baby you'll be fine. Now hold still. I can only take so much of you blood smelling up the place."

With a similar gentleness as Ais, Vere took hold of their chin and began to dab the blood away from the cut that was already beginning to close. MC didn't have the energy for anymore shock today, so they relished in the care.

" You know. This pacifist act you're playing won't do you any good in this city"

MC sighed and grabbed the ice bag to put on their bruise once he was done with the cut.

" I'm not a pacifist. Trust me I've got nothing against that jerk getting what he deserves. I just don't want Ais to get in any trouble because of me."

" Hmph, now why would Ais get in trouble?"

" Because, he's a monster. What if the Senobium punishes him for being too violent?"

Vere hummed to himself. He carelessly tossed the bloody rag on the floor and leaned back against the counter, tail swishing languidly.

" Oh don't fret dear. The Senobium's too up their own asses to care about a few lowtown brutes getting torn apart. Besides I highly doubt Ais would do anything so dreadful as to get a punishment like mine. And if he did..." Vere's eyes turned a bright pink, his fangs seemed longer as well. " I'd tear this city to the ground before they laid a finger on him."

MC just stared at him for a while. The primordial fear in their gut was unmistakable, but they couldn't help but feel a bit relieved.

" Well I'm glad Ais has a friend like you to look after him."

The fox scoffed.

" I'm not his friend."

A bit confused by that response, they were sure he was joking. The duo seemed as close as Mhin and Kuras if not more.

" Ok then I'm glad you're his very close, foxy furry acquaintance."

Vere's ears went down as he scowled at them.

" I can break you like a twig. Don't forget that."

They merely chuckled at that although they weren't entirely sure if he was serious or not.

" Sorry for the wait!" Came Leander's chipper voice. He rejoined the two with a small container of bandaids and a bottle of unknown liquid. " Took me forever to find this elixir. I could've swore we had more bottles. Thankfully, I always stash a spare."

" Wow how great is that Vere." MC gave him an innocent smile that in turn got them glare. Vere definitely meant that threat now.

----

Ais arrived back at the bar late into the night. He wreaked of blood despite his best efforts to clean himself. He didn't want to make another bad impression on his new...new friend? Acquaintance? Whatever they were he wanted them around him more often. Which would be hard if they were scared of him. Did he scare them before when asking about the seller? They seemed nervous, but most people were around him, especially after knowing about his brutal tendencies.

Perhaps they didn't mind. He got a good look at the seller's broken nose, and what he could assume was an injured knee that made it all the easier to catch and corner him. The sparrow really did have a tough side after all. He was almost sad that he sullied their work with his own. No one would suspect that what was left of the asshole was the handiwork of two pissed off individuals. Maybe returning their tote bag full of goods and the coins that he'd swiped from the guy's pockets would be a good enough apology gift.

The barkeep was cleaning shot glasses when he arrived. Out of no where a wave of unease hit him. Maybe he came back too late and should just leave their stuff here.

" Got something for MC. Can you give it to them for me?"

The barkeep only spared him a quick glance.

" Do I look like a delivery boy? Drop it off at their door yourself, I'm busy." She replied with a bitterness that he always found amusing.

" Yes ma'am."

He was in front of their door when the doubt came back, sweaty palms too. What the hell was he nervous for? He doesn't get nervous. This was just a small favor for a frien-aquaintance. Just put the stuff down and go. But what if someone took it? Maybe he should see if they're awake first. Maybe not what if he wakes them up.

Annoyed by his rambling thoughts he did least smart thing and opened, which should've been locked, door. It was dark inside, aside the moonlight from a small window. His higher than average vision could make out a small bed with a lump under the covers. Next to it was a dresser. He made his way to it quietly, mentally cursing the metal on his boots for the creaks they made in the floorboards.

Finally at his destination, he set the tote bag and coins on the dresser and turned to leave. But curiosity got the best of him. He snuck a peak at MC and it was all over. The covers were up to their nose. There was a small bandage on their cheek. The bruising seemed to have healed a bit. Ais had never seen them look so peaceful. It was actually pretty cute. Then he realized how creepy this whole situation was and made his way to the door.

" Ais...?"

Shit!

He stopped mid step, looking over his shoulder at them. Their eyes were barely open and their voice was quiet and soft.

" That you?"

He sighed.

" Yeah it's me sparrow. Don't worry just wanted to return your bag. I'm leaving, go back to sleep." he kept walking.

" Are you ok?"

He stopped again, wide eyed.

" What?" he asked.

They yawned.

" I smell blood."

Oh, he thought. They were worried about him? That's actually really sweet. When was the last time anyone got worried for him? Vere and Kuras maybe. But they knew he could handle himself. It's what's he's good at. Looking out for himself when no one will. When everyone else leaves eventually.

But maybe MC wanted to stick around.

He smiled, unsure if they could see his face so he made sure they could hear it in his voice.

" I'm just fine sparrow. It's not my blood you're smelling."

They smiled back before yawning again.

" Good. Well see ya later I guess..."

They curled back into their blanket and pillow, already drifting. He took in the sight one last time before leaving and closing the door.

" Yeah see ya later."

The barkeep and every wander through the night had no idea why the feared demon renegade, Ais, had the softest smile on his face all the way back to the wastelands.

#touchstarved game #touchstarvedgame #ais touchstarved #ais #ais x reader #touchstarved ais x reader #red spring studios #vere #leander #touchstarved #breaking news local eridia demon bad boy who claims to have no friends gets giddy over having a new friend #him and vere need to stop tripping they like each other 🙄 #vere low key liking mc mostly because ais likes them #leander liking mc cuz he's a lonely big tiddy loser who gets jealous of ais and honestly I like that about him #its so funny haw vere can't stand him #also he totally knew that vere poured out the medicine 😂 #god I love it when when bad boy character types softly pine for their love interests🥺💕 #autocorrect keeps mispelling all their names except for leander😤

[maxemilianver]

recency bias with f1 fans is insane like charles gets one pole after ghosting for the whole year (car is understeer or whatever idk) and suddenly he is the best qualifier on the grid again. when he is like 11-7 compaded to sainz. lets not forget the same tifosi was going with the narrative how sainz was better than charles, but now that charles got a pole and carlos is so bad and cannot be compared to the generational talent -charles. btw give charles a car so he will win - when the same car won a race this year with carlos.

also oscar is no longer the best rookie oat? its not like he was actually beating lando but fans ran with it. he doesnt need to beat lando, he is a rookie, he is improving. but at the same time i thought he was the best rookie since lewis, even better than him?? generational talent future wdc winner better than lando will end verstappen title fight in 24 cold blooded slayer of my firstborn etc

max is having the best season of all times (a fact) but he made a mistake so we can say that the "pressure" is getting to him and tbh he is not that impressive! even if he won the wdc and wcc by himself, even if he is gonna win the gp at sunday, he is not all that.

LIKE WE ARE ONLY DAY 1 INTO A RACE WEEK. How recent your recency bias? A week? A DAY???

#this is sarcasm #mainly #im bored as u can see #f1 fans are weird #charles leclerc #carlos sainz #oscar piastri #lando norris #max verstappen #f1 #lol my autocorrect changes recency to regency i must stop being obsessed w regency shows

[suzukiblu]

Whoops sorry got so excited it autocorrected to something else I didn't fully see before it send 😂 I'd love A Pocketful of Kons please 💕

"See?" Cassie says, attempting a reassuring smile. "It's fine. No more yelling."

Her Pocket chitters worriedly, sparing her mom a nervous look before leaning in closer to her, and she has to resist the urge to hug him. He's Superman, so she's sure he could take it, but it feels . . . presumptuous, maybe. Especially when he's upset.

Maybe that's stupid, since she's trying to make him feel better.

She can't believe she's upset her Pocket this many times already. He's brand-new and he's barely met anyone, and he keeps feeling like he needs to hide. How bad at this is she, if a Pocket from Superman keeps feeling like he needs to hide?

#never-stop-reading #yes I answered your autocorrected one too #of course I did lol #wip: a pocketful of Kons

[fishwithtitz]

@copias-juicebox and I are DYING as we talk about Copia's possible job responsibilities as Cardinal and the inevitable fuck ups that happen...

The first day on the job, Cardinal Copia reads his job responsibilities and duties, and unbeknownst to him, there is a typo.

He is supposed to be counseling the Satanic Pope, but autocorrect has changed it to the Satanic poor.

Outreach seems logical, so he readies himself and gets to work.

So here he sits, cold calling members of the ministry to find out which ones are struggling to make ends meet. His nerves keep him from the logical option of offering the ministry's resources for those in need of emergency help, and instead he tries his hardest to offer solid advice but comes up short.

"Si, si, I know it is hard." *laughs awkwardly*

*strokes mustache thoughtfully* "Have you eh- tried to make more money?"

*rings gloved hands together as he cradles the phone between his shoulder and ear* "Maybe a job would help? They pay, you see..."

"Oh, heh, I am not sure what Feet Finder is, but I don't think it sounds as, uh, lucrative as you think-"

It isn't until Sister Imperator walks in (interrupting his current call) and hands him the corrected responsibilities list that he realizes his mistake and the color drains from his face as he rushes to hang up the phone.

"Mi dispiace, I must cut our conversation short. Eh, ta ta!"

He looks at the the rat spinning in his exercise wheel in the cage to his right and points a knowing finger.

"Do not tell anyone about this or you will lose your cheese privileges for a month."

(gif credits go to the talented and hot @copias-juicebox because she is an amazing bby that deserves all the copias she wants🖤)

#copia #cardinal copia #headcanons #awkward cardinal copia #first day on the job #the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost band #ghost fandom #crack thoughts #as a poorly paid teacher i feel this in my bones #cannot stop laughing #it actually did autocorrect from pope to poor in our convo

[moony-ghoul]

thinkin bout deaf mount havin a no noise day and not wearing his hearing aids so swiss leans against his chest while playing his acoustic so mount can put his hands on the body of the guitar and feel the vibrations

#pls autocorrect stop changing deaf to dead #i’ve almost posted ‘dead mount’ twice

[sysboxes]

[Text: This system's frequent fronters are DSMP fictives.]

Like/Reblog if you save or use!

#userbox #did #system #did system #osdd1 #osdd1 system #anti endo #endos dni #mod morpho 🦋 #dream smp #dsmp #dsmp fictive #dream smp fictive #dsmp introject #dream smp introject #computer stop autocorrecting dsmp to damp challenge failed x3 smh

[baldurblush]

Astarion getting a magic veil that protects him from sunlight purely because I like the aesthetics of it.

#astarion ancunin #bg3 romance #bg3 fanart #bg3 astarion #astarion #bg3 #baldurs gate #firefox please stop autocorrecting his name to starvation #idk if i like him looking at the viewer or away more #my art

[the-mushroom-faerie]

every time I reference the Daedalus' beaming capabilities in a fic it feels Wrong because it's the wrong fandom and i have to keep reminding myself that it's called beaming technology because the sgc is run by fucking nerds

#stargate #stargate sg1 #stargate atlantis #the daedalus #unrelated but autocorrect please stop capitalizing 'fandom' we dont deserve that kind of honour #we're a bunch of monkeys clicking away at infinite keyboards we're not a bloody country

[crow-caller]

1e decaton as if YOU even care

#Moron #Become enchanted by modrons flesh machine angel freaks #I put them in my game as space cops stopping UnReality incursions #Modron #But I'll keep autocorrects moron tag #Dnd

[magnus-rhymes-with-swagness]

yeah i can’t stop thinking about the parallels between hearth and alex’s backstories… they were both born into a life that, under slightly different circumstances, would have offered them a lot of privilege. their families had a ton of money and a good social status, and hearth and alex were, in many ways, set up for success.

but there was a catalyst for each of them, something that ended up setting them up for failure instead - the way hearth’s father reacted to him being deaf and alex’s father reacted to her being trans. both of them, despite being born into a life that would have offered them plenty, ended up ostracized and shunned from their families. constantly ridiculed and criticized and blamed for something they couldn’t control and didn’t ask for, but in a better world should have been able to celebrate. hearth should have been able to celebrate his deafness and alex should have been able to celebrate her transness, but they were both robbed of that. they were robbed of their childhoods, growing up in toxic environments and spending their formative years being abused, all for some of the only people in their lives who understood them or cared about them to die.

and yet, each of them were able to cut ties and make their own way in the world. they both managed to build a better life from the ground up, bringing together a solid group of friends to spend the rest of their life (or afterlife) with. they were both taught to hate themselves, spent every day of their childhoods being mistreated by their fathers and told they were worthless, and yet in the end they both manage to undo all that and learn how to love themselves. they learn how to celebrate the very same parts of themselves that their fathers tried to stamp out, choosing instead to surround themselves by people who care about them.

additionally, they both embody the paradox of wanting to distance themselves from their parentage and yet simultaneously reclaim it. alex wants nothing to do with any of her parents, yet deliberately reclaims loki’s urnes snake symbol. hearth has no desire to be associated with his father or former life, but reclaims the rune of inheritance.

but in reclaiming their past, neither of them return to it. alex doesn't try to go back to her house after being kicked out. hearth accepts the othala rune in the end, but after his father is killed, never returns to alfheim again. they take what's theirs, leave, and never look back. so, both of their journeys ultimately involve leaving their former lives behind - giving up privilege, wealth, social status, and the acceptance of others in order to be themselves. becoming the people they want to be, rather than the people society and their fathers wanted them to be.

#anyway if you need me i'll be in the next room chewing on plywood #i never stop thinking about this #resilience and radical self-love and whatnot. identity. embracing the parts of yourself you were taught to repress etc etc #i really wish it had been explored more in canon #i have so many thoughts about hearth and othala and his father's heart & alex and her tattoo #i plan to write a separate meta about that once i'm finished rereading the books #my words #mcga #magnus chase and the gods of asgard #hearthstone #alex fierro #meta #also othala autocorrected to ithaca lmao #every time i think i'm done with this i end up adding more so i'm going to post it now lol

[infiniteeight8]

ironstrange teach Ned. (programming/magic)

Okay, I don’t remember Spider-Man: No Way Home very well, and I did poke around a bit, but mostly this is going to be AU because pretty much all my IronStrange stuff is “whatever I feel like using from canon” and I don’t want to worry about it here. lol. 

They aren’t directly teaching him here, but the idea amused me too much not to do. Hopefully you like it anyway!

-

Tony crosses his arms. “If he’s going to be Peter’s ‘guy in the chair,’ then he needs to know programming, not magic.”

“If I understand correctly,” Stephen says, “the job of the ‘guy in the chair,’” he actually raises his hands and makes air quotes, “is to provide whatever the ‘hero’ requires. Magic is much more versatile than programming.”

“Oh, really?” Tony challenges. “Then use magic to get me the blueprints of, oh, let’s say, the New York Stock Exchange.”

When Stephen quirks an eyebrow, raises his hands, and starts casting, Tony quickly pulls out his phone and starts tapping. Presumably to prove he can hack in faster than magic can do the job.

Ned leans over to Peter. “Are Doctor Strange and Tony Stark competing over who gets to teach me?” he whispers, awed.

Peter grins. “Play your cards right, and it’ll be both of them,” he whispers back.

#ironstrange #ficlet #I need autocorrect #to stop turning #ficlet into fillet