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multific · 2 years

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Another Reality

Stephen Strange x Reader

Summary: America found a rather interesting multiverse. One, which Steven never would have believed existed if he didn't see it with his own two eyes.

"So, you are from the multiverse." The Stephen standing in front of them looked, a little younger somehow and tired, very tired.

Wong eyed the man before turning to America.

"Where did you bring us this time?"

"I don't know. I still don't have full control over my power." argued the girl, but Stephen was looking at his other version.

"So, what is your life like? Did you marry Christine?"

"Christine?" laughed the other Strange. "No, she married someone, has two children know. I found someone else."

"Wait, you are married?" asked Wong.

"Yes." he showed his ring. "After Christine got married, I realized, while yes I do love her, I cannot be alone forever, so, I found someone else, or rather she found be but, none the less, I am married, happily at that."

Stephen couldn't wrap his head around this. How could he find someone? No one compared to Christine in his mind.

"Sweetheart, that's my ear, please." all turned to the voice, seeing a young woman walk into the room with a baby grabbing onto her earring.

The baby girl was obviously very interested in her mother's silver earring as it did not want to let go even when her hands were pulled away.

"Is she troubling you?" asked your husband.

"Not really, she should be sleeping but-" and then you noticed the people in the room. "What did you do?" you turned to your husband with a little angry expression.

"Why do you think I did something?" asked the man, offended. You gave him a look but then he nodded. "Right, okay, but this time, I swear it wasn't me."

"Hi. Are you the wife?" asked America as she walked over to you. "Cute baby." you gave her a smile.

"I like your pin." you said noticing the pin of her jacket. "Would you like to hold her? She likes to grab things so be warned."

America got the baby and smiled as the kid laughed and toucher her cheek.

"I like her." she turned to her Stephen and Wong as she held the little girl.

"Darling?" turned your husband to you.

"Hm?"

"We need to help them get home, do you have the spellbook?"

"Did you check my room?"

"I rather not go into your room, Dear. I feel like I enter Satan's lair every time I do."

"I don't sacrifice stuff, Stephen. You are saying that because of the candles and the dark walls, but I'm nothing but an ordinary witch, you know that."

Stephen rolled his eyes before he turned to his other self and Wong.

"She says that but she killed Thanos' entire army with a snap of her finger.”

It was your turn to roll your eyes as you turned to your guests.

"Would you like something to eat? I made some lasagna yesterday."

"YES!" America turned and yelled so loud, your baby got scared and started to cry. America panicked and tried to hand you back the kid, but your husband was faster. You walked to the kitchen to get the food ready.

He held his daughter and lulled her back to sleep.

Stephen and Wong watched the scene, as this small delicate little thing calmed down and started to play with her father's necklace. They watched as he placed a kiss on top of her head.

"Eat with us, then I will make her get the book from that room."

"I heard that." you yelled from the kitchen.

Throughout the entire day, America, Wong and Stephen just watched the couple. You and your Stephen got along very well, even if you did bicker from time to time, they could tell, the love was real. And the best proof of that was the little girl in your arms. The baby was the reason you two were so sleepy, you told them many stories, you told them the story of how you gave birth.

"He freak out! He started running up and down, opening portal to every possible dimension other than the hospital." you laughed.

"I did not freak out!"

"Oh, he did. I laughed so hard, but then I also felt the pain. Eventually, I got to the hospital and was able to finally give birth. He was there all along, holding my hand, making sure we were both okay. And then we could finally hold her."

"Most precious thing in my life." your husband nodded.

The three smiled at the couple and Stephen knew, he might need to rethink his life choices.

Finally America would be able o open the portal, so they could go home.

Your husband stepped over to Stephen before they left and said. "Find her."

And soon, Stephen was standing in his Sanctum once again.

His Sanctum, quiet, no laugher or bickering, no baby or wife. Just him. He couldn’t stop thinking about you and the child, about how that could be his reality.

Wong headed back to Kamar-Taj with America, not making a single comment. He trusted his friend enough to know what they just saw will be important to him.

And so, Stephen headed out into the world, trying to find the ordinary witch who will give a new purpose to his life.

Part 2

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heliads · 2 years

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I have a request for dr strange

The reader is helping defeat thanos but he doesn’t want her out there with the team and is worried about her getting hurt

dr strange my beloved

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You are going about your business as per usual when the man crashes through your roof. Your first thought, other than the expected startled response, is that you’re fairly sure this shouldn’t have happened. Surely the New York Sanctum would have at least a few spells to make sure it couldn’t be crushed by falling humans, right? And, if not, can you add some, like, now?

You reluctantly stop the spell you’ve been casting and start to make your way down the main staircase. The receiving area of the Sanctum is now a mess, with dust choking the area from the gaping hole in the ceiling. The falling man managed to punch through the ground as well, and you stand at the edge of the chasm, looking down at him somberly.

He’s a strange man, no doubt about that, although you have to admit that any man who finds himself capable of becoming a human asteroid would be strange. For one thing, he’s got no shirt, and is now looking around himself feverishly. His skin is tinted a pale green, not just from nausea, although it’s starting to fade as he gets better control over himself.

You click your tongue thoughtfully. “Stephen should hear about this,” you say aloud.

Although you mostly meant to keep the concern to yourself, a voice still answers from behind you.

“Stephen had already heard about this. It was kind of hard to miss the sound of our roof collapsing.”

You chuckle at that, and turn to see your boyfriend descending the stairs. Stephen Strange may be the Sorcerer Supreme, but you swear his best gift is still at sarcasm.

You gesture a hand towards the man, as if this was somehow your doing. “What are we supposed to do with him?”

Stephen glances at the man with the air of someone who’s accidentally opened the door too long and allowed a moth to fly inside his home. “Well, get him out of the Sanctum floors, I suppose. Maybe question him after that.”

You nod solemnly. “Sounds good to me.”

The man has barely begun to start shuffling around in the crater of his own creation, and his voice rises in shock as you open a portal around him. The man falls through the ring of glowing sparks and ends up a few feet away from you. If anything, this makes him look even more surprised, although you fervently believe that he should at least thank you for retrieving him.

His voice is stammering at first. “Uh—ah—where am I? Who are you?” Then he gains confidence, but an exhausted sort of confidence that makes it clear he’s been through enough trouble that he can’t even bear to think about normal social constructs anymore, too terrible is his level of stress. “Something is coming. Something bad.”

You exchange glances with your boyfriend, then Stephen steps forward. “What do you mean, ‘something bad?’ What’s bad?”

The man rubs a tired hand over his face, although it only serves to smear the grime around. “Thanos. Thanos is coming, and he just killed, like, a bunch of Asgardian gods. Oh man, we’re so screwed.”

Eventually, you’re able to get a little more out of him. The man is Bruce Banner, also known as the Hulk. Stephen manages to remain neutral about that, despite the fact that you’ve definitely heard him ramble on about Dr. Banner’s incredible work with gamma radiation at least a couple times before. You suppose that the current predicament is enough to convince anyone to set aside their idols for the time being.

The current predicament, as it turns out, kind of sounds like the end of days. Thanos, some massive alien, is coming to Earth with an army to wrest the last few Infinity Stones from the people protecting them, regardless of the cost. Seeing as one of these very infinity stones is currently hanging around the neck of your boyfriend, you’re obviously not too thrilled about the whole idea.

Besides, in the event that Thanos succeeds, he’ll carry on his mission to destroy half the life in the universe. That’s unthinkable. Banner is calling in a couple friends from the Avengers, and after that you’ll have to come up with some sort of game plan to prevent all of this from happening. The only problem, of course, is that this sounds pretty much impossible. Wherever Thanos goes, he wins. Always. Who are you to think that your planet will be different?

You still have about half an hour or so before all of the players in this grand game start to come together, so you do your best to distract yourself by getting ready. Wong is already out alerting the other Sanctums, although he’ll come back once you and Stephen get Tony Stark. Right now, you just need a little more time to get everything in order. Once Stark gets here, you’ll start rolling for real, and everything has to be ready. There will be no time for tracking down spells once the Avengers start to come together.

Speaking of which, you should make sure you’re able to get in contact with Tony Stark when the time comes. You reach for your sling ring so you can make the portal at a moment’s notice, but it’s gone. For a moment, your mind lances with confusion. Could you have dropped it somewhere, or left it back at the library?

A more likely story occurs to you a moment later, and you turn yourself towards finding your boyfriend instead of finding more sources of magic. Stephen is prepping Banner on what they’ll do when Thanos comes, although he follows you out into the hall once you gesture that you need to talk.

Once in a separate room, you fold your arms across your chest and stare Stephen down. “You know, I just realized that my sling ring is missing.”

To his credit, Stephen does his best to pretend he doesn’t know what you’re talking about. At least he commits to the act. “That’s upsetting. Did you leave it back in your quarters?”

You arch a brow. “No, I didn’t. You know what would be really crazy is if you took it from me because you were afraid I’d get too involved in your plan to take down Thanos.”

Stephen’s gaze takes on a minute shade of panic. “Yeah, that would be crazy, wouldn’t it? It’s a really good thing that isn’t the case.”

You give him a look, and he sighs.

“Alright, alright. I took it. Look, I just can’t have you getting hurt, alright? The more Dr. Banner talks about this Thanos guy, the more I’m realizing that we really don’t have a good chance at winning. I cannot lose you, Y/N.” Stephen confesses.

You reach out impulsively and take his hand. After all this time, Stephen’s gaze still flinches to his fingers; they may have healed or at least grown more functional with magic, but he still can’t push that ill-fated car accident out of his head. Despite all his bravado, his shiny spells, and his relentless ego, there’s still a man inside that is terrified that he isn’t anything he claims to be. Sometimes, you swear Stephen looks at himself in the mirror and only sees a fraud, the same broken freak who hadn’t even been able to pull himself out of his wrecked car.

That may be why he’s so afraid to lose you, but it’s still not an excuse that you’ll allow. “You’re forgetting that I have a say in this too, you know. I am still a Master of the Mystic Arts, and that means Thanos should be far more scared of me than we are of him.”

Stephen sighs. “It’s easy to say it, but what happens when we’re actually out there? You heard Dr. Banner, the guy slaughtered a ship full of Asgardians like they were nothing. Those were actual gods with actual powers, too. We’re just human, Y/N, we have no immortality to save us. How are we supposed to fight something like that?”

You do your best for a reassuring smile. “We fight it the same way we fought Dormammu or Kaecilius or any number of the other world destroying foes we’ve faced in the past: with hope. This could go awfully, but I’d rather know that I did something to try and stop the apocalypse. If I have to sit here by myself and gather dust while you risk your life, I’d never forgive myself.”

“I’d never forgive myself if you died,” Stephen counters, “What about that? What happens when you do something stupidly heroic like sacrifice yourself to save the lot of us, and I have to return here and know that it was all my fault? How am I supposed to live here and remember you in every spell I cast?”

You squeeze his hand gently, but your stare is resolute. “I suppose the only solution is that I still fight but don’t die. I’m perfectly willing for that to happen. In fact, it’s the only solution I’ll tolerate, so don’t give me that look. Stephen, we are both doing this. We’re sorcerers, and that means we fight, both of us, so we can make a world that’s safe for later. I am glad that you care about me, obviously, but I’m not backing down from this.”

Stephen’s lips thin. “You’re incredibly obstinate sometimes, you know that?”

You flash him a smile. “I learned it from the best.”

That makes him chuckle, even though his face is still drawn from the stress of what is to come. “I’m just worried, alright? Worried we’re not going to win this one.”

You nod. “I know. Thanos is probably going to be the hardest enemy we’ll ever face, but at least we’re facing him together, right?”

At last, Stephen seems to accept this. “That’s right. Hey, if I have to go out because of a Mad Titan, at least my last sight will be you.”

You roll your eyes, although you’re smiling like a giddy schoolgirl. “You’re incredibly dramatic, you know that?”

Stephen steps forward and presses a kiss to your forehead. “I learned it from the best. Now come on, let’s sort this whole thing out before any more Avengers decide to aim their crash landing at the Sanctum. I think the roof can only take so many hits for one day.”

He brushes another kiss to your knuckles, then leads you out of this room. Truth be told, you’re just as scared of this fight as Stephen. Few enemies are ever as easy as they seem, and Thanos already seems like the end of days. Still, at least you have Stephen by your side. At a time like this, that is everything.

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virq-qgo · 2 years

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Another fucking drabble that I found in my notes ❤️

I’ve been gone for awhile, mainly because I’m lazy, secondly, I moved and lastly work. Literally gonna swan dive off a cliff 😏 and we’re back with Dr. Strange 🤌❤️

WARNINGS: slight smut, slight dom!reader

NSFW under the cut

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A groan leaves his lips as he tilts his head back. His hands grip at the sheets while his thighs trembled. He had no idea that you could make him feel so good with just a few words and touches.

“How do you feel?” You ask, breaking his train of thought. Your hands grip at his hips as you lean into his face.

Stephen struggled to make eye contact with you. He couldn’t dare to interact with someone who had knocked him off his feet so easily. It was embarrassing. That was until you kissed his jaw and sucked on it gently, trying to create a faint hickie. Making him groan and look down at you.

“Are you going to answer me? Or are you to caught up pleasure that you’re ineligible to speak?”

He shakes his head, “G-good!”

A smirk dances on your face as you leaned back. Your grip loosened on his waist as you sit on his lap. Pride filled your body as you feel his hard on press against your inner thigh. “Wow,” a chuckle erupts from your throat, “someone’s excited.”

Stephen didn’t answer, instead he grabbed onto your thighs. “C’mon.” He mumbled. His hips grind up into yours trying to get desperate friction but a frustrated groan leaves his lips when you stilled his hips.

“We’re having none of that tonight.” Your fingers peel back his robe, pushing it back too his shoulders. Your eyes scan his sweaty body as you bite your lip in anticipation.

Your voice was stern and grabbed onto his wrist. “If you attempt to even touch me or get yourself off. Then I’ll show you what true pain is.”

You watch his eyes widen before they narrow. His lips curl as he darts his tongue out to lick his lips. “Why won’t you tell me what you’re going to do to me.”

His teasing tone angers you but before you could react the cape that he wore slipped off his shoulders and wrapped around your wrist, binding them together. “What the fuck.” You gasp while you try to pry open the cloak. Your eyes snap to his as your brows furrow. “Stephen fucking Strange. You are pushing yourself to a place you don’t want to be.”

He cocks his brow and pulls your hips closer to his face. “I don’t think your in the position to talk like that, dear.” He kept tugging you closer and closer till you were directly over his face. His fingers dig into your skin as he looks up at you with lust. “Why won’t you sit down for a while?”

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random-imagines-blog · 2 years

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Imagine saving Sinister!Strange’s life.

This was not an easy world to live in. It was in ruins, other people were few and far between. You weren’t even sure if there was a world beyond New York City anymore. If there was, you haven’t heard from them. The thick, white fog blotted out any chance that you might have had to see airplanes in the sky, or any sign of civilization. But you had it better than most of the people who used to live here. You had shelter, and you had a purpose, working for Dr. Strange. Many would be mad at you for working for the guy who brought about the end of the city, perhaps the end of the world, but you had to survive somehow.

It didn’t get easier. It got worse. Newcomers entered your world. It might have been fine if it were anyone else. Literally.

Anyone else.

But it was Christine Palmer and another Dr. Strange.

A fight ensued between the two doctors. Christine stood outside while you - you were stuck on the inside with them. You didn’t have the magic that the Doctors did. You weren’t a wizard, a warlock, a shaman, whatever they wanted to call themselves on that particular day. If anything, you were a pacifist. But when you saw the way that the fight was going, when you saw that your Strange was heading out the window, about to fall, you leaped at him like a bobcat, pushing him off to the side rather than backwards, saving his life.

“STOP THIS,” You cried out, holding onto his robes. “Just - stop this. Hasn’t enough death and destruction happened?” And you looked at your Stephen in the eyes as he appeared surprised that you had done that. “Do you think that any version of Christine would want this?”

The two men stared at you, and then at each other. Wheels turning. Until finally, in a twist of events, Stephen handed over the Darkhold to the new Strange. “Don’t ever say I didn’t do anything for you,” He said to you, before disappearing into the depths of his sanctum. The other Strange left quickly, and it was your turn to pick up the pieces and clean up the mess. Again.

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frost-queen · 4 months

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Starcrossed lovers (Reader x Peter Parker) NWH

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Summary: You & Peter were in love till he lost you. Pulled through a portal he did not expected to meet you again on a different earth. When the battle against Green Goblin in upon them has Peter a chance to forgive himself but at what cost? [ part 2 & part 3 & part 4 & part 5 ]

“I’ve got you, I’ve got you Y/n.” – Peter breathed out. Some electricity flickered dangerously above his head. You gasped loud looking up to him. Feet dangling in the air as his hand in yours was the only thing holding you in place. – “Peter…” – you said anxiously. The broken insides of the construction site clear. In the midst of the building you were hanging. Your life literally in Peter’s hand.

He himself hung stuck on a support bar made of metal with only his web. You gasped again hearing the construction site tremble. Feeling as if the place was coming down any second. You looked down at the gaping hole ready to swallow you whole. – “Don’t… don’t look down Y/n.” – Peter said with a clenched expression.

He felt his hand sweat underneath his suit, hoping it wouldn’t lose his grip on you. The construction site shook again, trembling and breathing as it disturbed the peace. Peter and you bounced a bit trying to stay steady. – “Peter!” – you called out wanting him to look at you. Peter was panting, holding onto you with every might. He looked down at you seeing the fear in your eyes. Yet there was also something else hiding in your eyes. Acceptance? Peter felt his hand slip in yours, making him groan loud. It made your feet dangle more knowing he couldn’t hold you any longer

You knew as good as anyone that Peter couldn’t save the both of you. It was him or you. It was an easy choice to make. The world needed spiderman, but the world didn’t need Y/n Y/l/n. It was an easy choice. You or him. You slowly closed your eyes, squeezing them gently shut as a single tear rolled down your cheek. Peter groaned again as he felt his grip falter on you. – “I’ll… I’ll figure something out Y/n.” – Peter said looking around to see how he was going to get out of here.

“I have to!” – Peter shouted at himself as you slowly opened your eyes once more. – “Peter I love you.” – you said making him look down at you. His eyes widened finally seeing the meaning in your eyes. You opened your hand, letting it lean back so his grip faltered.

Your hand slipped out of his as you descended into the abyss. – “No!” – Peter shouted releasing his web. You were falling. Peter diving after you, reaching his hand out to you. A web shot out aiming at you in the hopes of catching you. Your eyes were glossy from the held in tears. The wind catching you like hands trying to ease your fall. Peter’s web reached and attached itself to your stomach. He called it out trying to lift you up but the ground was reaching faster. Faster then he could’ve pulled you up. Your back smacked against the hard floor, bouncing off. It was fast. Quicker than falling asleep. Red crimes blood staining the hard floor. Peter landed beside you, picking you up carefully. For his pain could never be healed.

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“Just think of Peter!” – you called out slightly annoyed. – “Okay, okay.” – Ned replied jumpy as you were making him nervous. – “Just hold on.” – he added moving away from you. MJ sighed loud with a shake of her head. – “I need to concentrate for this.” – he told you. – “Then concentrate.” – you answered bitsy. MJ got up grabbing you by the shoulders. – “Give him some space.” – she said pulling you backwards away from Ned. You surrendered holding your hands up. – “I’ll won’t say a thing.” – you told her as MJ sat you down. – “Here have a cookie.” – she slid the tiny plate with cookies closer to you.

Cookies Ned’s grandma had made. You didn’t want to accept one as MJ took one and forced it into your hand. With one stern glance of her, she forced you to remain silent and eat it. Ned wiggled his shoulders to prepare himself like a boxer would before entering the ring. He moved his fingers in front of him, closing his eyes. – “Think of Peter Parker. Think of Peter Parker.” – he mumbled to himself. Slowly little orange flickers appeared in the midst of his grandma’s living room. MJ’s eyes widened as the orange sparks increased. Tumbling in a spiralling way as they grew wider.

Creating an opening. Your eyes widened as well making you drop your cookie out of shock. The portal opened more as you could look into an alleyway. A figure unclear. – “Peter! Hey Peter!” – Ned called out. The figure turned around pointing confused at himself. – “Peter come’ on!” – Ned urged not knowing how long he could open this portal. The figure approached jumping through the portal. – “It worked.” – MJ said looking at spiderman. The spiderman looked from Ned to MJ, then his eyes fell on you. It made him take off his mask, hoping his eyes weren’t deceiving him.

Ned and MJ gasped loud. – “Who are you?” – Ned asked loud. It drew spiderman’s attention away from you. – “I’m Peter.” – he said friendly. – “No, we are looking for Peter… Peter Parker.” – MJ stated looking suspiciously at him. – “My name is Peter Parker.” – his gaze going back to you. MJ furrowed her brows looking back at you confused. – “No, our Peter is spiderman.” – Ned addressed. – “I am spiderman.” – Peter replied looking briefly at Ned. MJ grabbed a bagel throwing at Peter.

Peter furrowed his brows, moving his hands away, gesturing why. – “I wanted to test your spider tingle.” – she told him. – “I have the spider tingle just not for bread.” – he told her. You snorted loud finding it very funny. Hearing you laugh made Peter’s face light up. – “We summoned the wrong Peter.” – Ned said out loud making you get up. You brushed past MJ and Ned coming over to Peter.

You started circling around Peter taking a close look at him. When you came to the front and your eyes met, you smiled sheepishly. – “Hi.” – you said softly. – “Hi…” – Peter replied with a saddened smile. You lifted his arm up, going underneath it as you examined his suit. Went around his back to the side, taking his other arm. You faced his palm up checking his spider webs.

You pressed on it accidently gluing your fingers to his device. You chuckled sheepishly. – “Sorry.” – you spoke. Peter smiled till his smile faltered having been brought back to a memory. He remembered when you had done the exact same thing once. He pulled the web of your fingers, freeing you. – “He seems real enough to me.” – you told MJ and Ned. Peter who had put his mask between his teeth, raised his arms in a way of telling MJ and Ned he was telling the truth. He pulled his mask out of his mouth with a smile. MJ still had her suspicion on him. – “Don’t mind MJ, she is a bit untrusting towards people.” – you told Peter.

“That’s okay.” – Peter answered almost saying your name. It almost blurted out so naturally he had missed saying it. Ned took a deep breath. – “Alright attempt number two.” – he prepared himself again for another go. Peter stepped aside joining your side. He watched Ned swirl his hand in a circle to open another portal. – “I’m Y/n.” – you told him making him look back at you. – “I know…” – he whispered saddened. You quirked up your eyebrow. Peter kept staring at you, unable to grasp that you were standing here beside him.

If he could, he would’ve grabbed you and kissed you like his life depended on it. It hurt, hurt being so vividly reminded of the loss of you in his world. It felt like a blessing that he got to speak to you again, yet it felt bittersweet knowing you were from somewhere else. A different earth. – “So uhm…” – Peter began half watching Ned’s attempts to open another portal. – “Peter… your Peter are you… his…” – Peter felt ridiculous and silly for even asking it.

He just wanted to know if his alternative Peter was yours. You picked up on it, laughing loud. – “Oh no, I’m just a friend. MJ is Peter’s girlfriend.” – you nudged with your head at MJ. – “Okay…” – he whispered out with a saddened smile. A new portal opened as a second person walked out, claiming to be Peter Parker as well. MJ sighed disappointed as Ned could only chuckle awkwardly.

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“Can the spiderman come out to play?” – all three Peter’s turned their head at the familiar voice. Green Goblin riding his hoverboard as he unleashed his green bombs. They were coming towards the building aiming for Dr. Strange. Doc Oc’s attached arms grabbed them out of the air, protecting Dr. Strange. They exploded in his metal grip. Stephen gasped when Green Goblin flew by, grabbing the cube from him.

Peter, the Peter from this earth turned his head in shock. Doc Oc flung a metallic arm at him, taking a hold of the hoverboard. Green Goblin was being held in place making him look surprised back. Strange flung a whip to Green Goblin taking back the cube. It hovered between his hands as he sighed relieved. Green Goblin turned snapping off one of Doc Oc’s arms. Doc Oc cursed in pain with frustration. The cube slowly turned in Stephan’s hand as all three Peter’s widened their eyes.

All seeing the green bomb ball inside the cube. – “Strange no!” – Peter one shouted holding his hand out. The bomb exploded releasing the magic inside it with blasts as two spheric rings blasted through the building. The entire building shook as it made you stumble out of balance, knocking into Ned. Ned, MJ and you were a few levels below, unaware of what was happening up there. The heavy shield destined for the statue of liberty released from it’s position.

With a heavy weight it scorched a way down the building. Breaking everything in it’s wake. The platform you were on shook immensely. Even shifted as you lost your balance. Making you stumble backwards as your arms flayed around for any balance. You tipped over the edge with a loud scream. Ned unable to grab you in time as he clutched onto a pipe, nearly falling down himself.

Your scream was hearable till the top. Making all three Peter’s look up with worry. Peter, Peter three was the first one to react. His scream deafened out as he leaped off the building. Not again. Why was he tormented like this again? Having to relive the moment he lost you. Your hands grabbing for any support. Peter dived down getting pulled back to the memory of where he had seen you fall before. The way you had shown acceptance in your eyes.

Yet your eyes were different. Full of fear. Only fear, no acceptance. He came at you with speed, determination on his mind. Not again. No more he would let you fall. He opened his arms, wrapping them tightly around you as the impact made you twirl in the air. Peter shot out a web as it stuck to a metal bar. His falling slowed down as he landed swiftly on his feet with you in his arms.

Shocked you were panting. Thinking you might have been done for it. Peter was panting too, looking quickly at you. – “Are… are you okay?” – he asked. You nodded vigorously, keeping your hands around his neck. – “Yeah… I’m okay.” – you breathed out shakily. Peter felt himself tear up. – “Are… are you okay?” – you asked seeing how emotional he had become. He nodded with a saddened face. – “I am now…” – he answered letting his forehead rest against yours. He set you down on the ground, holding you by your waist.

Knowing how shaky you still are from the fall. Peter sobbed loud, wrapping his arms tightly around you. – “I caught you. I caught you Y/n.” – he said making you hug him firmer. – “You did.” – you whispered to him, leaving a kiss against his cheek. Peter pulled himself a bit back from the hug, wiping some hair out of your face. He chuckled out a smile between his sobs seeing you alive in his arms.

You kissed Peter again on the cheek, feeling as if you had known him your entire life. Your kiss felt bittersweet as he knew he couldn’t keep you forever. You weren’t from his earth so he couldn’t bring you back. Peter tilted your head leaving a kiss on your forehead. – “Stay out of sight and save.” – he said giving you a slight nudge into a direction. – “I will.” – you told him, going into hiding.

Peter looked back at you, wishing he could keep you, but he couldn’t. His feelings for you had never died out. It hurt, yet it hurt good that he was able to love you a little longer. Hang onto you that little longer to be able to forgive himself. If he could he would take you with him. Knowing you were save on another earth pleased him. Yet he would do anything to try and find a way to be reunited with you again. Even if it meant dying in the process. He couldn’t live without you. You were his entire world.

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Jekyll rocks ochre colours and enjoys dressing up for the occasion, meanwhile Utterson has like three coats that all look the same.

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Destined Part 1

Warnings for this chapter: None?

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I sighed as I heard a loud knock on my front door. Grabbing the bag of flour I made my way to the door assuming it was just my neighbor Marcy wanting some for baking again. The girl never seemed to have any and always came over for mine which I didn’t mind. I just started buying more when I would go to the store.

“Marcy hun you should really just-” I froze as I saw Strange on the other side of the door and a young girl stood next to him.

“y/n nice to see you.” He spoke. With a sigh I sat the flour down on the small table by the door before inviting them in.

“Tea?” I asked while making my way into the kitchen as they both followed after me. The young girl politely nodded her head and took a seat at the island along with Strange who sat a very old looking book down on the countertop.

It was silent for a minute. The only sound being me getting down three mugs and the teapot whistling on the stove.

I sat the tea in front of the two along with some sugar as I took to standing across from them.

“What do you need Strange?” My tone came out more bitter than I wanted it to but I couldn’t help it. After I left what remained of the Avengers I had hoped I would never have to see his face or any of theirs ever again. That's why I moved to Ohio so that I would be away from the never ending drama that is New York and to be close to my sister's grave.

“I- We need your help. This Is America Chavez. She’s able to travel the multiverse.” With those words I choked on my tea.

“The multiverse?” I questioned not trusting my ears to have heard the right thing.

“Yes. You know about it?” He asks as he and the girl, America, looked at each other.

“Vision often talked of his theories during movie nights” The word Vision seemed to make me scowl remembering how he got the life with the person I had loved. The person who was supposed to be my wife.

“You said Wanda said the same thing” This was the first time the girl had spoken and the way she said Wanda had made your whole body shiver. It was as if she was scared of the woman.

“You spoke to her?” I hadn’t heard anything of her since that night I left. I expected to at least see something about her on the news but she never came up.

“Yeah. She’s after me. She’s been sending these weird creatures after me to take my powers.” America explained as she fiddled with the mug.

“She has the dark hold y/n” The words caused me to stiffen. I had only heard of the dark hold a few times while I was studying with Strange but I knew it was nothing good. It was described as the book of the damned and anyone who touched it became corrupted. “I need your help in protecting America. Yours and Wanda’s magic are almost complete opposites. While hers is chaos magic while yours is Order magic.” The two shared another look as if they both knew something I didn’t. I watched as Strange opened the book he had brought and flipped to a page. “With the help of the darkhold Wanda has become the Scarlet Witch. Everything anyone had ever known about her is written in this book like a prophecy.” I nodded as I listened to his words. “It also speaks of yours.” He slides the book over to me and setting my tea down I quickly read the page he had opened to.

The Scarlet Witch bringer of chaos and the White Fawn bringer of life and creation:

The Scarlet Witch is not born; she is forged. She has no coven or need for incantation. Her power exceeds that of the Sorcerer Supreme. It is her destiny to destroy the world.

The White Fawn is the opposite of the chaos bringer. She is born to counteract the actions of the Scarlet Witch. Her destiny is to heal the wounds, love, and calm the Chaos Witch.

My eyes scanned the page three more times before I slammed the book shut. I watched as America jumped in her seat and I sent her an apologetic smile as I slid the book back to Strange.

“That can’t be right or it can’t be me. Wanda does not love me. I will not let my destiny be what is written in some book. What is she even after in the multiverse?” My question seemed to keep Strange quiet for a moment before he spoke.

“You”

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wind-husband · 8 days

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skylarinfinity · 8 months

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[dr strange see his student sit at the pond looking at kids with their parents]

dr strange: [sighed and sit down beside m/n] are you okay? do you want to talk about daddy or mummy issues?

m/n: [turn from the happy family scene and face dr strange] that the problem... i don't have daddy or mummy issues but they have son issues.

dr strange: [confused by m/n statement] wha- come again?

m/n: [shoke his head and stand up] nah i'm okay!

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multific · 2 years

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Another Reality (Part 2)

Only The Beginning

Part 1

Stephen Strange x Reader

Summary: America found a rather interesting multiverse. One, which Steven never would have believed existed if he didn't see it with his own two eyes.

Stephen looked, he really did try and find her. Just like his alternative-self asked, he tried to find her, to find you.

But no matter where he looked, not even a trace.

Stephen knew you were a witch and from the conversation, he also knew you must prefer the dark arts of some kind, why would the alternative Steven say that her room felt like Satan's lair?

But no luck. Not even the Satanists knew anything about you.

He wished to have asked more questions, got to know you better, so he could find you easier, so he finally could be happy.

Hopefully, he could also have the amazing gift of your daughter, but he couldn’t find you anywhere.

Christine got pregnant, had a baby shower. So he heard.

A year passed, but he couldn’t find you still, even when he stopped looking. He told Wong he didn’t care anymore and if it was meant to be, it would happen, but in the back of his mind you were always there. Holding his baby and smiling at him sweetly.

He dreamt of that place, he saw you in his dreams.

This must be similar to how Wanda felt, Stephen thought. Dreaming away so sweetly and waking up alone. But Stephen was happy, he had America and Wong. He trained America and her powers were growing.

One day, he was having a nice cup of tea when suddenly the ground started to shake, he immediately got into action only to find Wong already at the scene.

"What is it?" asked Stephen but the creature had other ideas.

It was a snake-like being, with huge teeth, Stephen swore he only saw something like this in Harry Potter.

As Stephen and Wong started to fight the thing, suddenly a huge spear with dark energy around it appeared.

And as Stephen looked back, you.

You stood there a couple feet from him, in all your glory, he swore you were shining like the brightest star in the night.

And as if you recognized him, your eyes widened a little. Wong watched you two.

As if old lovers met once again.

"He kept me from you." you said, confusing both men.

"Who?" asked Wong and as you both gave him a look, he knew better and just left the scene to remove the best and look after the injured.

"Your other version, the one with three eyes. I can feel his curse on me now that we met." Stephen had no idea what you meant. And then you moved your arm, he could see the magic. "He cursed me so that you wouldn't find me. I wasn't even supposed to be here. I had to fight my instinct and come."

"But why would I- he curse you?"

"Isn't it obvious?" you smiled, Stephen's heart skipped a beat. "Christine. He didn't like that you wanted to be with me so, he cursed me."

Stephen would never forget the face of that obsessed and deranged man. It didn't come as a surprise that he would do such a thing. Probably because you were too powerful for him to kill you, so he cursed you.

"I'm disappointed!" you said, groaning. "Curses are my speciality and it took me this long to figure it out? I'm getting old!"

"You look breathtaking." Stephen said, but he didn't mean to as he caught himself blushing a little as you smirked.

"Oh, am I?" you asked, stepping closer.

"Was that Wong? I think he needs help!" he said turning and running from you.

"You can run, Love. But you are mine now!" you said laughing behind him."

Stephen smiled as he went to help people, you did the same.

And you just both knew, this was only the beginning.

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heliads · 2 years

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Realizations Most Strange

Based on this request: "Strange x Reader: The reader is another mentor to Peter and when Strange sees the two of them working together it makes him realize that he’s completely in love with her"

a/n: i am way too proud of this title

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Stephen Strange is not in love. It would be impossible to describe how little he is in love, how straightforward his attitude is towards the world, how his heart has never skipped a beat once in his entire life. It’s unnecessary to even mention these sorts of things, because like he said, Stephen isn’t in love. Not in the slightest.

This wouldn’t explain why Wong seems convinced that Stephen does have a crush, however. It feels like not a day goes by without Wong happening to mention (typically with far less discretion as the other sorcerer seems to think) how fascinating it is to see Stephen dependent on someone else’s opinion of him. No matter how many times Stephen declares himself to be utterly impervious to anything of the sort, Wong never believes him.

Stephen can’t come up with any reason why Wong would think such a thing. It’s not like Stephen has ever expressed any interest in anyone else. Although it took time, he’s moved on from Christine, and he’s even able to smile over her relationship with another man. Simply put, there’s no one he could possibly admire quite so much as to warrant a crush, so being in love is out of the question.

If he were to be in love, though, Stephen could admit that being in love with Y/N L/N wouldn’t be all that bad. He isn’t in love, of course, and would gladly repeat that another thousand times if that’s what it took for people to accept it, but if he was, Y/N would be his first pick.

She’s another Master of the Mystic Arts, and has been in residence at the New York Sanctum for a couple of years now. Technically, Stephen thinks she was supposed to leave after six months, but for some reason that time constraint hasn’t been brought up since her arrival. He definitely has nothing to do with that.

At the moment, Stephen doesn’t have time to even begin to think about Y/N and his lack of a crush on her. The New York Sanctum is host to a guest this afternoon, a spiderling who’s just dropped by after his school day ends. Ever since the battle against Thanos and Tony Stark’s resulting sacrifice, Peter Parker has been coming over to visit.

The kid claims it’s for help with Avengers business. Stephen harbors a secret belief that it might actually have something to do with Peter’s need to see somebody, anybody to feel like he’s not quite so alone. When he’s around the other Masters of the Mystic Arts, Peter Parker is no longer at the top of the food chain when it comes to stopping extraterrestrial or simply weird threats to the city. He’s just some kid, like he always should have been.

That kind of relief has to feel good for a high school student. So, as much as Stephen pretends to roll his eyes and make sarcastic comments about it being past Peter’s bedtime the second the sun starts to set, it’s common knowledge that Peter will be welcome at the New York Sanctum at any time of any day.

Right now, he’s been passed over to Y/N for some light combat training. It’s one thing for Peter to use his webs against normal threats, like carjackers or your garden variety thug, but once you start messing with magic users, the rules of the game change.

They’re starting off fairly easy right now, with Peter trying to improvise on how to fight Y/N while she’s using portals or conjuring amber bands of spells to combat his webs. The kid can pick up new things pretty well, even Stephen can admit that, but he’s still rough when it comes to unusual foes.

Case in point: Y/N ducks under a web spiraling at her head and launches a glowing sphere of magic at Peter. It bowls him over cleanly and he falls to the ground. The two of them have taken the precaution of putting padding and mats on a large section of the floors in the Sanctum training room, so Peter only suffers a mild case of getting the air knocked out of his lungs. That’s Stephen’s professional diagnosis, at least.

Y/N leans over him, extending an arm to help the younger boy up. She laughs at the startled look on his face, and reaches over to casually muss up his head. Stephen’s watching the proceedings from a higher level, so he can’t exactly make out what’s being said, but he can see that they both break out into laughter.

Something strange happens the longer Stephen watches. It’s as if time slows down, even though he hasn’t laid a single finger to the green Infinity Stone. He can see the sunlight gleaming in through open windows, cascading around Y/N to land in golden puddles at her feet. It makes sense on some level in Stephen’s brain, that even light itself would be drawn to her. What in this world, or the countless beyond it, wouldn’t want to be near her if it could?

His knuckles are white on the railing of the balcony as Stephen leans over the edge. He doesn’t realize that he’s doing it until his hands start to ache, phantom pains from an injury that still plagues him. Stephen has long associated that kind of hurt with what happened when he was still with Christine, but now he’s turning his mind to focus on a new sort of feeling, one centered around an entirely different woman.

Y/N laughs again, and the faintest whisper of it makes the journey up to where Stephen stands. It is here, collecting in the echoes of that joy, that he realizes something once and for all, a truth he’s been running from for who knows how long.

Stephen is in love, and he is in love with her.

Wong looks up, surprised, when Stephen all but throws open the door to his office. The Sorcerer Supreme puts down his book on the desk in front of him, starting to rise.

“What is it, Strange?” Wong asks, clearly unnerved by Stephen’s behavior. “Has something happened? Are we under attack?”

“No,” Stephen assures him. “Not now, at least.”

Wong gestures for Stephen to take a seat, but he can’t manage to pull himself together long enough for that to happen. Instead, Stephen starts to pace back and forth across Wong’s office. Wong looks mournfully at the carpet under Stephen’s feet, as if silently cataloging how much it’s going to cost to buy a new one after Stephen wears this one to shreds under the force of his stress.

“What’s wrong, then?” Wong prods gently after Stephen stays silent.

At last, Stephen is able to freeze in place, and turns to Wong with a haunted look. “I think I’m in love.”

Wong stares at him for a moment, then breaks out into loud laughter. Even Stephen’s agitation calms for a moment, forgotten as he stares at Wong in sheer confusion. Wong continues to laugh for what must be at least a full minute or two, the same rough, booming sound echoing around them.

Eventually, Wong is able to contain himself, and goes on speaking as if he hadn’t ever been interrupted. “I knew it. I called this months ago. It’s Y/N, isn’t it?”

Stephen is forced to nod in agreement, which makes Wong raise a finger in vindication.

“I told you, didn’t I?” Wong says, “And you didn’t listen, but you are now. I was wondering when this day would come.”

“Alright, alright,” Stephen says, raising his hands to ward off Wong’s triumph if anything else, “I get it, you were right, I was wrong. Now what do I do?”

Wong blinks at him. “Why are you asking me that? I’m your coworker, Strange, not your therapist. Go figure this out on your own time.”

Stephen pinches the bridge of his nose. “Yes, I get that, but I don’t know what to do.”

Wong shrugs. “You dated Christine for a while, didn’t you? Just do that again.”

Stephen frowns. “We broke up because I told her that she couldn’t have any meaning to me. After that, I was friendzoned and now she’s engaged to someone else.”

“Okay, so don’t do that,” Wong contemplates, “Look, it’s easier than you think. You’re just complicating things. You do that a lot.”

“Thanks,” Stephen says with a clearly forced smile.

“No problem,” Wong replies happily, “Always here to help.”

Stephen doesn’t bother to respond to that, just glares balefully at his friend.

Wong sighs. “Fine, fine. No need to burst a vein. How about you do something simple? Take her out for dinner or something. Hell, even coffee. She’s going to need coffee to keep up with you.”

Stephen’s eyes narrow. “I’m confused, were you encouraging me to ask her out or not? Because right now it sounds like you don’t like the idea of the two of us together.”

Wong chuckles. “Oh no, I think it’s a fantastic idea. You need someone like Y/N in your life to keep you in check. I just like making fun of you.”

“Figures,” Stephen mutters, but thanks his friend for the advice anyway.

In truth, Wong’s not wrong. Stephen does have a habit of overthinking and overdoing things, especially when it’s about the people in his life that really matter. He’d tear down this universe and the next if it meant keeping his loved ones safe.

So, basically, getting this right is really important, both for Stephen’s general happiness and his future of friendships at the New York Sanctum. He waits for Peter to leave, which takes far more time than Stephen’s feeble patience can really tolerate, then heads down to meet Y/N alone as soon as he can.

Y/N’s collecting the mats from the training room floor, so Stephen helps out, conjuring up a few spells to clean up the space.

She smiles at him gratefully. “Thanks for the assist.”

“Thanks for babysitting the kid,” Stephen responds.

Y/N laughs. “It’s not as bad as you think. Sure, he can be a little exuberant, but it’s just fun.”

“Yeah, it’s because he likes you the best,” Stephen argues, “but I can’t blame him.”

The last part of his sentence is quieter, but Y/N still hears it. She cocks her head to the side questioningly. “What do you mean?”

This is it, his chance. Stephen exhales and turns to face her. “I was wondering, if you weren’t too busy–”

Y/N cuts him off with a wry grin. “Who isn’t busy around here?”

He must have looked quite pained when she interrupted him, because Y/N holds up her hands in surrender. “Alright, alright. I’m quiet. What were you wondering?”

Stephen does his best to steady his nerves despite the suspension in his adrenaline fuelled offer. “I was wondering if you would want to go get coffee with me sometime. You know, one of these mornings. Not the night, that wouldn’t make sense. And if you don’t like coffee, we could always just go to a different type of shop, or get something else, or–”

Y/N saves him again, laughing quietly. “I think getting coffee sounds like an excellent idea to me. Is this a date, Stephen?”

She looks at him with a curious grin, mischievously prodding. Stephen nods, hoping that he’s not about to ruin this whole thing.

“Yeah,” he says, “Yeah, it is a date. Are you still okay with that?”

Y/N fixes him with her most brilliant grin yet, and Stephen feels the last of his worries melt away from him. “I would be more than okay with that.”

With that, she picks up the last of the mats and turns to put it away, leaving Stephen standing there with a more than self satisfied smile. Perhaps he’s managed to make this work after all. He wouldn’t believe it himself were it not for the joy on Y/N’s face when he asked her out, but it’s true. He’s got a date, and he couldn’t be happier about it.

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Change is Never Easy

Summary: The two of you called it quits a month or so ago...and then Y/n faints during a shift. Change is never easy.

Pairing: Surgeon!Strange x Fem!Nurse!Reader

Warning(s): ex-lovers, exes to lovers(?), fainting, unexpected pregnancy

The atmosphere at General-Metro had quickly become thick with tensions ever since the breakup. Dr Stephen Strange and Nurse Y/n L/n had officially called it quits a few weeks ago, and the lingering awkwardness between them was impossible to ignore.

Navigating the hallways was like tiptoeing through an emotional minefield.

Y/n, nursing her wounded heart, did her best to keep up appearances during her shifts. She tried to focus on her tasks and avoid any unnecessary encounters with Stephen.

The air of the hospital was constantly charged with unspoken words and unresolved emotions; and the slightest interaction left both of the medical professionals on edge.

On one fateful day, while Y/n was basking in her lunch-break, the build up of the emotional strain proved too much. In the break-room, surrounded by the hum of vending machines and the distant chatter of her coworkers, Y/n collapsed.

Panicked voices echoed through the room as her coworkers rushed to her aid.

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The current events of Stephen Strange's ex did not reach him until later on in the day, courtesy of one Christine Palmer, who had intercepted him in the bustling hallway.

"Stephen, have you gone to check on Ella? Something happened to her during her shift, and I haven't had to opportunity to see her yet," Christine whispered urgently, concern etched into her voice.

Stephen's brow furrowed in confusion. "What? No, I haven't. Is she alright?"

Christine briefly briefed him on the situation before she got paged to another emergency, prompting Stephen to abandon his current path and seek out Y/n.

When he found her, lying down in a quiet corner of the hospital, seemingly alright, the relief on his face was undeniable.

Slowly walking over to her, he brushed a stray hair out of her face. "What happened to you?" Concern prominent in his voice as he dragged a chair over.

With a flutter of her eyes and a shaky smile, Y/n greeted him. "Hey, Stephen. I don't really know what happened. I just felt incredibly dizzy, and then everything went black for a moment. I'm probably just dehydrated, I'm sure everything is fine."

Stephen raised his eyebrows, and his professional instincts kicked in. "People don't just faint for no reason, Y/n. I'm going to order a few tests to make sure."

Before calling in others, Stephen quickly did an examination, asking her about her symptoms and taking note of her vitals.

As Stephen focused on the exam, Y/n couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia. Their interactions were once filled with warmth and familiarity. Now, they were tainted by the awkwardness that hung in the air like a heavy cloud.

She was broken from her thoughts by Stephen's sigh of relief. "Physically, you seem find. I'm still getting other tests done to be thorough."

Y/n nodded, appreciating the concern emanating from her ex-lover. "Thanks, Stephen. I appreciate it."

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It was probably about fourty-five minutes later when Stephen was given Y/n's test results. His eyes scanned the report, his expression changing from professional concern to surprise. Y/n, being curious and anxious about what he had seen, couldn't help up speak up.

"Stephen, what is it? What's on the report? Am I okay?" she pressed, her eyes searching his chiseled face for answers.

Taking a moment to compose himself, Stephen finally spoke, his voice a mix of disbelief and realisation. "Y/n, you're...pregnant."

Time seemed to still as the revelation hung in the air. Y/n's eyes widened, mirroring Stephen's astonishment. The awkwardness of their recent breakup was momentarily forgotten as they processed this unexpected twist of fate.

"Pregnant?" Y/n repeated, the word feeling foreign on her lips. "But we were careful?"

Stephen's mind raced, still processing the news. "Well, it seems we have to blame the twisted mind of the universe for this."

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A/N So...I'm back from the dead 🙃 Sorry for another hiatus, Uni sucks, but I'm on break now :) Hopefully I can write more...but I'm me sooooo, please don't get your hopes up. BUT, there will be a part two of this that I have already pre-written so...

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lilstephenlover · 7 months

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stephen: *just existing* y/n: stephen: y/n: who needs drugs when i can look at your eyes

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yandereaffections · 1 year

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Pregnant S/o

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Touchy with friends S/o

How Steve spoils S/o

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Hospitalized S/o

S/o Framed into Execution

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S/o who can die from pregnancy

Bucky/Steve sharing S/o

S/o who is already dating

Insecure S/o

Professor Steve dating College student S/o

necromancer S/o

Haunted House w/ Steve and Bucky

Werewolf Vampire Hybrid Steve

Alien S/o hiding parts of themselves

Ghost Steve communicating through Ouija Board

Figuring out S/os a Lizard human hybrid

S/o suffering from constant headaches

Someone attempting to drug S/o

Model S/o

At a BLM Protest

House spouse S/o

Easily scared S/o who loves horror movies

Doing his makeup when hes asleep

Platonic relationship with his daughter

S/o spending more time with bucky and sam

Magical girl hero S/o

S/o being on team Iron man during civil war

Bucky Barnes

Headcannons

Winning you over

Bucky Barnes vs Natasha Romanoff

S/o that loves their Stalker

Bucky Barnes vs Steve Rogers

Winter Solider Falling for a Civilian

Gore + Torture TW

Hunted Down

Trick or Treating w/ Bucky

Perusing Dating after Hydra

S/o who is affectionate towards friends

Bucky as a Parent

Prioritizing your child over him

Bucky being in college while S/os still in HS

Bucky w/ Daughter, platonic

S/o w/ cystic fibrosis

S/o who is scared of Bucky

Shoving Buckys head into your chest when angry

King Bucky

Soulmate AU

Crush with a shit boyfriend

S/o that loves pampering Bucky

Running away cause Someone broke in

Running away to the Police

Steve/Bucky sharing S/o

Recently freed Bucky taking refuge with you

Cuddlebug S/o

Pro baker S/o

kpop fan Dancer S/o

Halloween Date

Yandere Letter

Haunted House w/ Steve and Bucky

Shy S/o

Werewolf S/o

Witch S/o accidentally turning herself into a cat

Oblivious S/o

Darlings scared of bugs

Petite S/o

Artistic s/o

Getting a handmade blanket from S/o

S/o insecure about their high pitched voice

S/o whos always tired

Treating his wounds

Torture

Touch starved S/o that doesnt know how to show affection

S/o drools in their sleep

Air head S/o

Darling who enjoys being taken care of

S/o whos kidnapped by random people

Fluff Headcannons

“it feels like home when im with you”

S/o who was verbally abused as a kid, made to believe youll never be loved

Darling who has shit friends

Hydra S/o who tries to brainwash him again

S/o who jokes around when nervous

S/o that likes to be carried by his metal arm

S/o with a regular prosthetic arm

S/o got injured trying to escape

General protective HC

Stephen Strange

Using his powers to get his S/o

Chasing S/o down

Insecure S/o

Single Parent S/o

Apprentice S/o

Jealous of his Cloak

Using his powers on his Dead S/o

Kidnapping S/o

Yandere Cloak

“Be good for me this time. I don’t want to see you cry again.”

Jealous

Patient S/o

Tony Stark vs Stephen Strange

Taking their S/o away from their abusive family

S/o with a flat chest

Red string of fate AU

S/o with PTSD

Oblivious S/o

Apprentice S/o getting hurt

Poly Naga Stephen + Tony

Cannibal S/o

Accident Prone S/o

Comforting Anxious S/o

Watching S/o sleep

S/o getting hurt during a city attack

Healer S/o distrusting him cause they think hes using them

S/o favoring his cape as a coping mechanism

Asexual S/o

Darling with narcolepsy and chronic pain

S/o is as good and talented as him

Sneaking out only to come back with puppies

S/o who has bad anxiety attacks

Using his cape to find S/o who sleeps in odd places

Chaotic s/o

Quiet s/o playing ACNH

S/os first time seeing snow

S/o whose ok with being kidnapped as long as they can go to amusement parks

Kidnapped S/o keeps passing out due to fear

S/o wanting to dance in the rain

S/o has the power to teleport

Demon S/o

Thor Odison

Headcannons

NS FW headcannons

Loki vs Thor

Loki vs Thor Preference

Stronger than Thor thinks S/o

Teaching Thor about Halloween

Finding Puppies

Loki Odison

Headcannons

Loki vs Thor

Loki vs Thor Preference

S/o in arranged marriage

Using a Love Potion on his S/o

Naga Loki

Affectionate S/o

Teasing his S/o

Valentines Day

S/o who can sing

Insecure S/o who keeps rejecting him

S/os Suicide TW

Brutally taking his Soul mate

Supportive S/o

Harassed S/o

Possessive S/o

Liking his Hair touched by S/o

Halloween Date

Someone cat calling his Darling

Drunk S/o

Asexual s/o

S/o whos best friends with Tony

Depressed S/o

Magica girl S/o

Vampire loki hunting down a s/o whos having fun with it

Platonic yandere HC

T’Challa

Headcannons

T’challa Vs Erik

S/o getting Married to someone else after he gets Snapped

Tony Stark

Headcannons

“I sent you more gifts! do you like them?!

NS FW headcannons

Sugar Daddy

S/o getting attention to the constant attention he attracts

Tony Stark vs Steve Rogers

Cold in Public yet Cuddly in Private

Pushover S/o

Tsundere S/o

Jealous of the amount of attention Steves giving S/o

The Purge

Plus size Lingerie model S/o

“How else would they know you belonged to me?”

“its like you were made for me”

S/o who doesnt mind his Yandere tendencies

Jealous Tony

Finding a kitten

Shy/Book-wormy S/o

Valentines Day

Stephen Strange vs Tony Stark

S/os first relationship

Nerdy S/o

Poor yet incredibly Sweet S/o

S/o not wanting anything to do with Tony

Touchy S/o Hiding behind him

Zombie Apocalypse

Sugar Daddy to a Male College student S/o

Single Parent S/o

Learning S/o has Terminal Heart Cancer

S/o with a Prosthetic Leg

Cute S/o that listens to Death Metal

Drawing Tony in a maid outfit

Blind S/o

Vampire S/o

S/o who shuts down after kidnapping

Yandere S/o protecting their Love interest

Punishing S/o who tried to escape

Artist S/o

S/o who can see ghosts

Suicidal S/o TW

“Hey demons its ya boy”

Making Halloween costumes

Poly Naga Stephen+Tony

Tonys Type

Hunted Down

S/o having a delayed reaction to being Kidnapped

Injured S/o

S/o being hit on by Quentin Beck

Cyber stalking

S/os in the military

Crush thinking his Flirts are only jokes

Losing S/o to the Snap

Comforting S/o after a bad day

Strong Kick ass S/o

Not knowing S/o immortal, watching them get stabbed

S/o loving DIY stuff

Finding out S/o been begging to Jarvis to help them escape

S/o secretly making robo stuff

S/o having inhuman strength

terrorist S/o

S/o calling ptsd “spicy nostalgia”

Tonys s/o phasing through security after being kidnapped

Life Threatening Situation

Male S/o is a single parent

Modest S/o wont let him spoil them

S/o in a depressive episode

What kind of gifts does he buy his darling

How he shows affection

dealing with competing suitors

Proposal HC

Vampire Tony Hunted down

Incubus Tony

Assassin S/o

Natasha Romanoff

Headcannons

Dealing with competition

Wanda vs Natasha

Bucky vs Natasha

S/o whos not into girls

Hunted Down

S/o Disobeying

Avenger S/o

Choosing S/os Clothes

Shy s/o

Wanda Maximoff

Wanda vs Natasha

Headcannons

Bisexual S/o

Vampire Wanda

ADHD & Autistic S/o

Okoye

Headcannons

S/o who runs away

Nick Fury

Headcannons

Shy and Quiet S/o

Bruce Banner

Being able to control his emotions

Headcannons

Hela Odison

Headcannons

Carol Danvers-

headcannons

Powerful S/o

Single parent s/o

Oblivious S/o

Oblivious S/o is getting flirted with

Vision

Hunted down

Doc Oc

Parental/Platonic HC

Steve Rodgers

NS FW HC

Cockwarming

Vocal Steve

Turned on during a mission

College Virgin S/o slightly

Breeding HC

Femdom

Bucky Barnes

Stealing S/os underwear

Another Underwear Stealing

NS FW alphabet

NS FW Headcannons

Sexually frustrated Bucky

Getting Caught

Dominate Bucky

Sitting on his face

Stephen Strange

NS FW headcannons

Thor

Werewolf Thors Heat

Loki

NS FW headcannons

NS FW alphabet

Orgasm denial + Aphrodisiac

Tony Stark

NS FW Alphabet

S/o has a high Sex Drive

S/os First Time

Corruption

NON-CON Bdsm TW

Submissive tony

Natasha

“You’re such a pretty little thing tied up like that”

NS FW headcannons

Wanda

NS FW headcannons

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Starcrossed lovers // part 2 (Reader x Peter Parker) NWH

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Summary: The battle is ending as you finally have a sight of why Peter was so drawn to you. Can you rewrite the stars or will they remain unchanged forever? [ part 1 & part 3 & part 4 & part 5 ]

You gasped looking up. A sandstorm picked up as broken off pieces of the structure got lifted up in the air. From your position on the ground, you could easily see the battle. All three Peter’s swinging on their web. Peter, your Peter was focused on Green Goblin. Peter two focusing on Lizard.

Peter three avoiding a bolt of electricity. They were so occupied they didn’t had eyes for what was happening behind them. Eyes widening you saw the broken off pieces fly towards Peter three. You ran out from your hiding position. – “Peter!” – you screamed loud, gaze upwards.

Peter three’s eyes widened hearing your voice. As if his spider tingle was tuned on finding your voice blindly. His immediate reaction was to look down to you. – “Peter!” – you screamed again pointing upwards. Peter’s gaze went back up, looking back in horror at the flying piece of structure coming his way.

He shot a web swinging past it just in time. His action made him nearly bump against Peter one, your Peter. Peter three was dangling sloppy and out of balance. He shot another web directing him to vast ground on the construction. He needed to find his balance again.

His feet touched vast ground as he stumbled a bit forwards. Ned moving out of the way just in time. – “What are you doing the battle is up there.” – Ned called out. Peter grabbed onto the railing, shooting Ned a glare out of breath. MJ slapped him hard against the arm. – “You try fighting off all those villains.” – MJ said coming to his defence.

Peter saluted her before jumping on the railing and leaping into the depts. MJ came running over to the railing, greeted by a tumbling Peter in the air as his web had released. Strange was on top as a piece of construction went his way.

He quickly opened a portal as it flung through it. Another portal opened closer to the ground. Surprised you looked up, eyes wide in horror. A piece of structure slowly falling down. You started to scream, running to a direction, hoping you’d be fast enough to not get squashed. – “Y/n!” – Peter one called out in a panic.

“On it!” – Peter two replied setting himself off to jump down. He kept falling till he shot out a web. Changing his position to swing fast, opening an arm. He lifted his feet up so they wouldn’t scrape the ground as he flung low.

With a loud oof where you grabbed and lifted up in the air with him. – “Careful out there Y/n.” – he said with a soft chuckle. – “Blame Strange.” – you mumbled out. Peter two came to a stop further away. He let go of you. – “Go hide!” – he ordered before launching himself back in the air.

You ran to some rubble, finding a hiding spot in between. There you waited for the battle to come to an end. Hoping Strange wouldn’t drop another boulder on you. While you waited, unconsciously were you pulled back to the feeling when you fell.

The fear making your muscles tense. Then that warm feeling came when Peter caught you. Somehow when you were in his arms, your fear faded away. Seeing the fear and heartbreak in his eyes made you yearn to comfort him.

Being with him was like a movie you had seen before. Something close yet out of reach. There was no denying the way his presence made you feel. Feel visible. With Peter, your Peter you were visible too, but not that much.

You very much felt like a side-character watching the main one’s have a wonderful life as you faded out into nothingness. Only being present when you were requested. Sometimes you felt lonely around your friends. Almost as if you were that one person just too much.

It wasn’t a great feeling. With Peter, Peter three you didn’t felt that way. It felt like you were actually mattered. A feeling you wanted to hold onto for as long as it could.

Everyone made their way down as the battle had been stilled. Peter one had held MJ to bring her down safely. Ned was with Strange as Peter two and three joined. MJ and Peter hugged tightly. Ned exhaled relieved running up to them. Peter three looked around worried.

“Y/n? Where is Y/n?” – he said in a bit of a panic. You hear your name, moving a fallen plate out of your way to clear your way. - “Peter!” – you called out as three heads turned your way. You came out of your hiding place now that the battle had toned down. – “Y/n.” – Peter said from your earth relieved.

You started to run up to them beyond relieved that no one was too injured. Perhaps a few bruises. He smiled opening his arms a bit to you, ready to receive a hug from you. Yet his smile faltered when you ran past him to another Peter. You swung your arms around Peter three as they liked to call him and spun around with him as he hugged you tightly back.

Peter, your Peter gaped confused at you. Peter two came by his side placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. Peter three had his hand against the back of your head. – “Are you hurt?” – he asked setting you back down. You shook your head, presenting your good state to him.

“All clear.” – you joked making him smile saddened. – “Peter.” – Strange called out. Peter three lowered his head knowing what was to come. Tilting your head a bit, you watched Peter carefully. – “Why are you sad?” – you asked.

He lifted his head up with a teary smile. – “You gave me something I could only dream off.” – he told you letting his thumb brush against your cheek. You smiled genuinely back at him. – “Peter.” – Strange persisted on, waiting to send him back. Peter’s smile faded knowing he’d never get to see you again.

MJ picked up on the way Peter was looking at you. It made him look at her own Peter for a moment. – “You lost someone didn’t you?” – she asked out of the blue. Peter lifted his head up to her, surprised. He then nodded saddened. – “I…I did…” – he answered. His hand slid down as his head lowered briefly. – “I…I lost your MJ…” – he gestured at your Peter. – “My… my Y/n.” – he swallowed down the knot in his throat.

You blinked surprised to him, hearing your name out of his mouth. Suddenly it was all so clear. The feeling why you felt so attracted to Peter. Like magnets. Your first reaction was to throw your arms around him and embrace him. Wanting to be close to him.

Peter hugged you tightly back. He didn’t want the feeling to end. Neither did you. – “Peter! Say your final goodbye’s.” – Strange called out. It made you pull away. – “Can’t… can’t he stay?” – you asked as his hand was still on your lower back. Strange shook his head. – “No kid, this world can’t have two spiderman. He belongs on his earth, where they need a spiderman like him.” – Strange explained.

Peter and you looked at each other. – “What if…” – Peter started as you finished off his words. – “What if I come with him?” – you suggested. – “What?” – Peter called out, your Peter. – “Y/n you can’t be serious!” – he called out walking up to you. – “You belong here with us!” – he made perfectly clear.

“Do I Peter?” – you answered back. You turned away from your Peter, back to Strange. – “I can come with him right? He lost his Y/n, so it wouldn’t create a paradox, right?” – you explained. – “Kid…” – Strange began as you knew he was going to tell you no.

“That’s not how it works. The you from his world is no more. You don’t belong there. I’m sorry.” – he told you. – “There must be a way?” – Peter three exclaimed. – “There isn’t!” – Strange answered snappy. Peter, your Peter was pulling on your wrist, pulling you away from him. – “No… please…” – you begged reaching out to Peter. Peter knew he was being selfish but he wanted you.

He missed you so deeply, he couldn’t imagine a world without you. Peter reached back for you. You broke free from Peter’s grip, running up to him. You clamped yourself onto him, not wanting to let go. – “I just want you.” – you told him. Peter held tightly onto you, afraid he might lose you again if he loosened his grip on you. – “I love you Y/n. On every earth.” – he told you as you slowly felt his grip loosen.

Confused you stumbled a bit forwards at the loss of a grip. With glossy eyes your arms embraced yourself. Crying you fell to your knees. Peter, your Peter approached you placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. You brushed it off, wanting nothing of him. Strange had finished the spell without anyone knowing.

Peter stumbled forwards, looking confused at his empty hands. – “No…no…n-n-no…” – he stumbled out grabbing the air, wanting to feel your last touch. – “Nooo!” – he cried out dropping to his knees. Strange had finished the spell. Sending him back to his earth alone. It felt more dreadful knowing he had you back, just to be taken away.

Once again his heart began to bleed with sorrow and grief. Grief overtaking him so badly, he started to hyperventilate in the abandoned alleyway. This was torture. After a while he dragged himself back to his house. Aunt May looking worriedly up.

“Where have you…” – she was about to scold him when she noticed the stained tears on his cheek. She immediately ran up to him, embracing him for comfort. – “I’ve lost her again…” – he said to Aunt May as she furrowed her brows.

She moved some hair aside to sooth him. She knew how hard your death had fallen upon him. Peter went to his bedroom letting himself fall onto his bed. Staring at the ceiling, he felt like spinning. – “I’ve lost you once, but not again…” – he told himself.

“I’ll find a way… even if it is the last thing I do.” – he rolled over to his side, his gaze falling on the many pictures of you and him on his wall. – “Come back to me…” – he said with a tiny crack in his voice.

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