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ok so if everythings normal, your phone camera should have a manual mode (sometimes called pro mode). in it, change the settings of the shutter lag to 20 seconds, then put the phone down on some stable, plane surface and press the photo button (usually when using your camera, the volume buttons can be used as photo button) and let the phone still for the whole 20 seconds. 

Additionally, adjust your ISO to the highest number (mimics the film used for very low light and low speed images)

And set your shutter speed to the longest time possible (on my phone it’s 10 seconds).

Leave your focus settings on Auto, and if your phone camera has a timer option, turn that on (five seconds is generally enough).

Plan your shot first, then find a place to set your phone down so you can get the image you want. The less light pollution, the better; you’ll pick up FAR more stars in your picture.

Once you know what you want to shoot, tap your screen to “focus” it, then hit the button to take the picture, set your phone down, and back away from the “tripod”. Don’t touch your phone for a good 15 seconds, just to be sure.

You will not be disappointed in the results, let me assure you.

Not even a little bit.

Tony pats at his pockets and squawks when he finds his wallet missing, spinning around to glare at the archer. “Hey!”

“Why do you have a picture of a robot in your wallet?” Clint asks as he snatches his wallet back.

Tony scoffs at him, opening his wallet to make sure nothing’s missing. He’s missing a Starbucks gift card but joke’s on Clint because it’s only got three dollars on it. “Why wouldn’t I have a picture of Dum-E in my wallet?”

Clint raises his eyebrows. “Dum-E? The robot you’re always yelling at? And threatening to give away if he doesn’t shape up?”

“Yes, that robot,” Tony says coolly. “What are you saying? That I can’t be proud of my robot even if he’s stupid? Tons of parents are proud of their stupid children. He’s my stupid child.”

Clint opens his mouth, but nothing comes out.

“Rude,” Tony says, in a way that the blond actually starts to feel bad for trying to make fun of Dum-E. “Apologize to him when you see him.”

“…Okay.”

“’why do you have a picture of a robot in your wallet,’ oh my God. Why not just say ‘why do you value this thing,’” Tony mutters as he gets into the elevator.

He waits until the door closes and he’s alone to press a hand to the reactor and let a little of the panic seep in. When he’d been even slightly on fire, Dum-E had been the one to put him out. Because he cared. When he’d been dying and the black had begun seeping out from under the collars of his shirts, Dum-E had been the one to make him smoothies and fetch his cover-up. Because he cared. When JARVIS was offline and Stane had stolen his reactor, Dum-E had brought him the old reactor. Because he cared.

Stephen: Ok, shoot.

Tony: What has a tiny penis and hangs down?

Stephen: … I don’t know, what?

Tony: A bat. Now what has an enormous penis and hangs up?

Stephen: … I don’t know… what?

Tony: [click]

“Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its five-year mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no one has gone before.”

Spock: I literally saw you die. You died. You were dead.

Kirk: I don’t have a son.

Hostile Alien: Then who asked for warm milk and made us cut the crust off his sandwich?