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theumbrellaseller:

By near-unanimous agreement, if post-mission coffee occurs, it’s at Starbucks. The reason for this is simple: if they all went where they really wanted to go, they’d be scattered all over the city, and Steve is adamant that they bond. Bruce likes small, intimate places with lost of rugs and gentle music and the smell of incense. Steve likes diners and cafés where he can chat with the staff and stay for hours and maybe get some pankcakes. Clint and Natasha don’t really care, Thor hasn’t been on Earth long enough to develop a preference, and the kind of places Tony likes are out of everyone’s price range.

Steve:

Basic black Americano, no sugar. Steve will drink pretty much any coffee regardless of quality; he’s used to reheated week-old tar from his army days, and if he’s really honest, he misses it. He sometimes sneaks along sachets of powdered milk on occasion for nostalgia’s sake. No matter how many times Tony explains about inflation, he is still shocked at the idea of paying several dollars for coffee.

Tony:

Espresso. Known to add shots of espresso to his espresso. Would probably inject the stuff into his veins or bathe his eyeballs in it if the team weren’t watching him closely, because Tony doesn’t sleep. It has been hypothesised that the amount of caffeine in Tony’s system at any one time is enough to kill a medium-sized monkey.

Bruce:

Rarely drinks coffee; on the occasions he does, it’s usually a South American blend. His travels around the world have given him varied tastes and a fondness for herbal teas. His favourite, however, is green tea, and he drinks gallons of the stuff daily.

Natasha:

Figures if she’s going to have to spend a few dollars on a beverage, she should get her money’s worth. She tries to get something different every time, but is especially fond of chai lattes.

Clint:

Has an awful, incurable sweet tooth. Goes crazy for syrups. Will come up with horrific concoctions that would destroy a lesser man: his teammates watch in fascination as he guzzles choco-hazelnut-caramel-lattes with shots of espresso, whipped cream and cinnamon. Bruce wants to study his metabolism. Tony dares him to chug.

Thor:

NOT ALLOWED COFFEE. There is no caffeine on Asgard. The team are still trying to break him of the habit of throwing down his mugs when finished; as a result, he gets plastic cups of low-caffeine frappuchinos, caramel or strawberries and cream, or hot chocolate. Expounds loudly and at great length on his love of mini marshmallows. Most attempts at keeping Thor away from caffeine are thwarted by Clint, who secretly slips him sips of his Frankencoffee when no-one’s looking.

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loraleestarla:

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magicaldeductions:

ok lets see if that thing with glasses chicks suddenly becoming super weird feminine when they whip off their glasses works

woop

well that was anticlimatic wait

wait

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON

What that is dumb and does not happen.

Look, check it out.

See, not much diff-

Wait, what-

the fuck.

You guys are being dumbs

That does not happen in real life watch

See I told you

Wait a

who am i

you guys this is straight up bullshit

i’ll prove it to you all right now ok

you see, like i said, it’s total bull—

…oh what the hell…

the FUCK kind of GYPSY MAGIC SHIT is THIS?!?!?!?!?!

…….

hey boys~*~*~*~ wonk~*~*~*~*~

omg jeannine you win

Huh. You women and your woman problems.

Good thing I’m a dude and don’t have to worry about that kinda crapola

Wait wtf

You guys are amateurs

let me show you how this is done

ah shit I had them on the ”genderfuck” setting

…

well, that works too

okay you amateurs

 let me show you how it’s done

I’m now River Song

shhh spoilers

What the hell?

I wonder what happens when you put glasses on?

Ok, so far so good…

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