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Thanks for following my kpop blog!! How did you get into BTS? Have you ever seen them irl and do you have a bias? :)
of course!! 💕
it was kind of random because it wasn’t near a release or anything! they were on my radar because i had started watching kdramas in 2020 and kpop things were showing up in my feeds but they specifically started popping into my insta algorithms in late 2021 (and i can literally blame a jin edit i saw for this) and i thought they were funny so i watched the carpool karaoke and it was pretty much over from there! i was having a hard time then and they kept me company 💞 but music has always been a really important part of my life so it was easy to fall in love
i’ve never seen them as a group, but i was lucky to see yoongi on his dday tour 🥲 hope to see them all one day! my bias is jin!!!!!
what about you? 💗
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cosmicdreamgrl · 2 months
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thanks for following my kpop blog! i’m a pretty new army and glad to find others on here :) what are some of ur favorite bts moments? and do you have a bias?
hi, of course, i'm always happy to meet fans both new and old in this space 🥰 ooh, that's difficult to pinpoint but i'll narrow it down to three that are very personal for me:
the first time i ever saw them live in japan for the sys tour, it came at a very rough point in life for me and just for that almost 3 hours that day? i found a reason to be happy again, and it made me understand how much they would eventually come to mean to me
going to see bring the soul in cinemas, i went by myself and i remember watching that (i'd get around to the documentary series soon after) and was in awe of their work ethic, passion, dedication, talent and tight knit bond with one another. there were so many lessons to take away from that, and i know i still carry them with me 'til this day
like a lot of people, i had tickets to the mots tour but the pandemic happened and the tour was eventually cancelled and it broke my heart tbh. all i wanted was for an album i love to get its flowers and while we got the mots on:e online shows? it'll never replace the what could've been y'know. so when the ptd in los angeles shows happened, i had to go and my god, it was an emotional time. there is nothing quite like a bts concert, the energy and sense of community is unparalleled
to answer your second question, i do have a bias. it would be this man, and it seems like he'll be the only one i'll ever have, which is fine. i love him but he is lowkey a menace 😂
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caesarflickermans · 1 year
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My sister was watching Catching Fire on the tv today and when I saw Caesar I thought of you 😊
I'm so honoured to have established the most important synapses connection in your brain 🥰
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ssamja-trash · 1 year
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80, 34, 30, 14, 1, 2, 89 for the SuJu ask game 💙
sorry that all these answers are so long lmao i just get excited talking about them and i have a lot to say.
1. When did you become an ELF?
i liked them casually before, but i officially started calling myself an elf on october 4th 2019 (i know because i made a text post announcing it lmao)
2. What era made you an ELF?
i guess black suit era because black suit and one more chance were the first two songs i heard that i actually liked by them
14. A member you’d be friends with?
it's hard to say.. it really depends on which member would even wanna be friends with me. i do think i'd have fun being friends with kyuhyun and inevitably have a crush on him that he would never find out about
30. Favorite album?
the renaissance is almost perfect. if they had just left tell me baby out of it... because i don't like christmas songs and it didn't fit the vibe of the album imo (house party doesn't necessarily fit it either but i can forgive it). sorry sorry is really good too
34. Favorite b-sides?
ticky tocky and burn the floor are tied at number one. i wanna make a gifset of my top ten b-sides like i've done for stray kids and bts, but i want them to have some kind of theme (like for example the bts ones look like a music player). so if anyone has any ideas, let me know haha
80. What albums, photocards, or merch do you own?
i only have kyuhyun's version of the renaissance album and all the stuff that came with it, including a lot of fine ass posters of him 🤤
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89. If you ever met SuJu, what would you do or say?
realistically, i would be too nervous to say or do any of this stuff but if i could gather the courage, i would let them know that i and a lot of fans just want them to be happy and date and marry whoever they want. and i'd tell them that a lot of us love all the members, and wish for them to reunite at some point. and then i'd ask to take pictures and hug them lol
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philhoffman · 2 years
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I saw in your latest lovely Letterboxd review that you listened to Phil’s favorite songs — what are they, if you don’t mind me asking? I’d love to listen to them!
Of course!! These are just some of his favorite songs/artists/albums he or his loved ones mentioned throughout the years:
“Stay” by Jackson Browne ❤️
“Perfect Day” by Lou Reed
“It’s The End of the World as We Know It” by REM
“Trouble” by Cat Stevens/Yusuf
“Madame George” from Van Morrison’s Astral Weeks
“Peace on Earth/Little Drummer Boy” by Bing Crosby and David Bowie :’)
Roberta Flack’s First Take (in The Party’s Over, this is the album playing in the background of nearly every clip of him driving)
Tom Waits (he mentioned the album Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers & Bastards specially once)
Grizzly Bear, Veckatimest
Fleet Foxes (basically he liked every artist he put on the Jack Goes Boating soundtrack lol)
Bruce Springsteen
Radiohead
Daniel Johnston
The Rolling Stones
Pearl Jam
Wilco
I heard Stevie Nicks was his first concert :)
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I’m sorry to hear about your cat. Sending lots of love to you and your family ❤️❤️❤️
thank you nat 🥹❤️ it’s been a rough time but hearing from you is a nice bright spot in my day, i hope things have been well with you lately 💗💗
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fyisuperm · 2 years
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I just found this blog and I love it so much!! Need all the SuperM content we can!!
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Thanks. :) We try.
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serafaela · 3 months
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Another Avengers Soulmate Story - Soulmate Words (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1270108237-another-avengers-soulmate-story-soulmate-words?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=ViridiTigres Yes, this is another soulmate story. Yes, you've probably seen quite a few of these. Yes, this is not an original idea at all. Yes, you can deal with it or move on. This is written in a first-person POV. This is also a female main character. If it's requested I can change it to a gender-neutral main character. If you have a request, drop it in the comments and I'll see what I can do. From Avengers-Endgame For legal reasons, everyone's ages have been altered to the 20-30-year-old range. You are 25-36 if you're wondering. Consists of- -Anthony Stark -Steven Rogers -Clint Barton -Thor Odinson -Natasha Romanoff -Bruce Banner -Loki Odinson -James "Bucky" Barns -Sam Wilson -Pietro Maximoff -Wanda Maximoff -Vision -T'Challa Udaku -Peter Parker -Stephen Strange (These are the ages when you meet them and when the story ends.)
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choilaura · 1 year
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My OC 'Vossler Valentine' (formerly 'Hewley')
Hey all! How is everyone doing? I've actually decided, after almost a year, to post up my OC 'Vossler Lucius Valentine' AKA 'Voss' AKA 'V'
I have been playing him in RP (roleplaying) scenario's, since 2009, and I've decided to share him all with you! He once started out as my own character from FinalFantasy VII (7) and has a lot of backstory behind him. Those who know characters from FF7, may know the character 'Angeal Hewley' and so i wrote him as Angeal's older SOLDIER brother. Over the past couple of years, he has really evolved as a character, and one i've introduced into the MCU, thanks to some amazing creativity between me and my longest friend, Larissa, and other people here on Tumblr. So, with that said, I'd like to introduce him to you here, and just get some general opinion and feedback on him! I will try to keep it brief, but i just love adding detail about all sorts of things on here. My BIG THANKS to my roleplaying friends over this past year! You're all so amazing, and you'd all given so much love to V already! Vossler Valentine, off you go into the MCU! (AU) This is loosly tied to the events of the MCU, with a bit of AU thrown in too.
Vossler Valentine, stands at about 5' 8", with long dark brown hair, which is waist length, often braided into a 'fishtail' braid. He has striking green eyes, infused with the powers of his own universe, which stand out against his tanned skin. Today, he has a soft '5 o clock shadow', but most days, he is clean shaven. He has a scar on his face, which starts from the left side of the bridge of his nose, narrowly ending at his jawline. This was from an accident long ago. His age - thirty seven, though when clean shaven, looks more like thirty five. His green eyes tell a story - many stories infact, ones of adventure, pain, love, hurt, but you know what they say 'fortune favours the bold' though this hasn't always been in his favour. His hobbies? A black belt in Taekwondo, reading, sparring drills, doing 'slow side kick exercises', spirituality, mentoring, stoic, yet kind, and firm, easy going.
SO, how did he wind up in the MCU? This part follows next.. THE STORY - SO FAR -
Vossler was called upon from his universe, to the SHIELD agency, with connections to Howard and Maria Stark, and so had met a certain college guy named 'Tony Stark', who at the time was in college, and through college Tony met a young trainee Doctor called 'Steven Strange' who gave Vossler a frosty, jealous attitude as their friendship grew closer, the more Steven was away training to become a doctor. At this moment, Vossler is just over 30. Vossler quickly became friends with the young Tony Stark, and of course, as things go, friends become something more..friends who develop feels, one curious about the others universe, the other, falling for the charm and tenacity of Howard Stark's son. Friendship soon turns to 'friendship with benefits', and after a few heated hook up's and flings, Vossler is called back to assist SHEILD, and becomes involved further in what would be the death of Peter Parkers parents, as a witness. It is at this time, that Vossler is entrusted to become the young Parker's guardian and protector, on the basis that the child stays under the further protection of Tony stark, also bereaved of his own parents death. The idea behind this is to give Tony 'something to do' other than party/drink/mayhem lifestyle, according to Voss. Steven Strange returns from training, and the three of them live together, with Voss fading into the background...a silent protector. Vossler's job, is to do simply that - protect. Protect, Protect, Protect, and signs a contract under Tony Stark, body guarding both Stark, and young Parker. Feelings re-ignite once more, between Stark and Valentine, under this 'special relationship' that is formed, and Stark continues to be Vossler's boss, giving him access to tech, of which V refuses. The power play between Stark and Valentine intensifies, particulary after a night of heavy drinking on Stark's part, and Vossler shows up on scene, finding Tony drunk in the office. Things become heated, and Stark and Valentine kiss, which leads to a heated night between them. This goes on for months, the 'special relationship' continues, and Vossler falls in love with Tony. The two eventually call it off just before Vossler's 35th birthday, with Tony gifting Voss a silver 'V' initial necklace, telling him it was a 'gift of friendship'. Voss later, is called back to his universe, leaving behind Peter, and Tony, and Steven, who has been involved in a terrible car accident.
Part two of his story will follow. For now, here is a list of music that inspires me to write Voss. Prompto's solitude - FinalFantasy XV (volume two soundtrack) Is this love? - Whitesnake Don't stand so close to me - The Police Face my fears - Utada Hikaru (english version)
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chogrin · 2 years
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Some #marvel “guru” #vinyltoy sketches / concepts I pitched in 2020. #chogrin #chogrinart #chogrintoys #toyconceptart #chogrinsketches #chogringuru #guruseries #gurutoyseries #gurutoys #characterdesign #sketch #sketches #drstrangeinthemultiverseofmadness #drstrange #doctorstrange #stevenstrange #multiverse (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkLeE9cLDQv/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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randygddavison · 2 years
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No, it's not another Multiverse Doctor Strange. Excited and humbled to be playing the role of sinister cult leader, Lord Dagon in the upcoming horror film, IN THE ARMS OF FIRE. #InTheArmsOfFire #LordDagon #horror #moloch #princeofdarkness #drstrange #stevenstrange #multiverse #marvel #actor #evil https://www.instagram.com/p/Cf-H2YdvpFx/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Happy birthday!!!
thank you so much!!!!! 💞
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marmota-ekun · 2 years
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Honestamente no sé si me gusta o no esté dibujo pero le eche muchas ganas así que espero sea de su agrado. #DrStrange #StevenStrange #Marvel #Disney #MCU #UCM #Avengers #multiverseofmadness https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce1wpgKOozv/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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evening-starlight · 2 years
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Multiverse of Sadness
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-- Dad!Stephen Strange One Shot --
Stella Strange lost her dad to a war with Dormammu.. Didn’t she?
Word count: 3.5K
T/W: mentions of death, cursing, mildish spoilers for Multiverse of Madness (Characters mentioned, no plot spoiled)
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    The afternoon air was cold, heavily scented with the familiar scent of nature's death. Stella held tightly to Pasco's leash as they walked along the sidewalk of uptown New York, watching the red and yellow leaves fall to the pavement and eventually get run over by cars speeding passed. It felt fitting for how she felt today. Hopeless. Knowing what's to come and having no control as the wind pushes her towards the destination. No matter how often she changed her path or avoided going out altogether, she'd find herself in front of his grave every year without fail.
    Today was that day. Six years ago this day, her father sacrificed his life in front of her to save the millions of other lives in the universe. Stella knows why he did it, but it didn't make it hurt any less. Nostalgia fills her as children run passed, dressed in cloaks and fake facial hair in honor of his death day. They would never understand how soul-ripping it was for Stella not only to witness it but to be there as he told her he loved her for the first, last, and only time in her life.
    Stephen was never one to outwardly show his emotions, even to his own daughter. Before her mother passed, she would always tell her daughter that the only time she's seen Stephen cry was the day Stella was born. He cried for nearly six hours, almost refusing to let the little babe go because she meant so much to him at less than a day old. Stella never heard him say 'I love you', but always showed it. He would attend every dance concert, every project fair, every career day, and every meaningless meeting to show Stella he loved her. Even as the Avengers grew and the threats became often, Stephen would protect Stella above all else. Their love for one another was unbreakable and unspoken.
    The reminiscing had Stella seeing things, like her father's red cloak dipping around the corner ahead of her. She shakes her head free of these thoughts. It was only someone grieving their hero. Pasco pulls gently on the leash, yipping in excitement as he does when he sees a squirrel. "Pasco, the squirrels don't want to play today," Stella sighs, trying to keep the excited pup under control. The more she pulled, the more Pasco did until, eventually, the leash broke and flew back, almost hitting Stella in the nose. Pasco runs down the street, turning the corner where the cloak disappeared quicker than Stella can yell his name.
    Stella pushes through the few people walking her way as she screams for Pasco to come back. He was usually such a well-behaved dog; she had no idea what got into him to cause such a fuss. "Pasco!" She yells, spinning in circles on the cement, looking for her now missing dog. He was the only thing she had left from her family.
    There were two other people on the street that Stella could spot, one of which was dressed as her father. It felt a little disrespectful to her, people dressing as her father to mourn every year, but she wasn't going to make a fuss after all these years. "Excuse me?" She calls, running up to them.
    The facial hair was what caused Stella to pause on a dime. It was perfect. The hairs flowed naturally as if he'd grown the goatee himself. His eyes didn't sparkle the way Stella remembered, and his lips curled in disgust as Pasco continued to lick the man's face. It was terrifying, almost like looking at a zombie. A dead man walking.
    "This your dog, ma'am?" The man asks, trying to hand the wild dog to his rightful owner. Stella nods quietly, looking over the man's face for any flaws. Any evidence that it was only realistic makeup. "Got to keep an eye on those wily white dogs," He chuckles as Pasco wiggles in Stella's arms, trying to get back to the stranger.
    "Who are you?" Stella asks, voice low and afraid of the answer. The multiverse was rumored to be true, but her father wasn't dumb enough to mess around in it. Would he?
    "Doctor Steve Strange," He introduces, holding out a hand in greeting. "And you?" Stella's nose burns and vision blurs as the tears pour out of her eyes freely. Pasco's feet hit the pavement gently before Stella pulls the man into a tight hug.
    "I hate you," She sobs, clutching the shirt of the other Stephen. "I missed you so much." Stephen gently pats her back before pushing her away lightly.
    "Do I know you?" He asks, one eyebrow raised. Stella nods and wipes her eyes and nose on her sleeve quickly. The emotions of this being a real version of Stephen had her acting before thinking. She missed her dad so much that she'd hug a random stranger.
    "Other you did," Stella starts to explain. Stephen looks over at the girl standing awkwardly next to him.
    "Other me?" Stephen asks again, eyebrow still raised. "You know of the multiverse?" Stella nods, wiping her face again.
    "It was a rumored here, and Dad put so much research into it," Stella pauses a second, rattled with grief at what she's about to say. "But he died before he could finish anything. Is that why you guys are here?" Stephen nods, eagerness falling upon his face as he had finally found someone to help them get out of this universe and back to his.
    "You said you knew the other me. Was he an assistant to your father? Where could we find him? Me?" Stephen stumbles over the words, confused by the slang to use in this case.
    "I can show you where to find you, him, but I'm not sure it's going to be very helpful," Stella states with a slight, sad shrug. Pasco claws gently at her leg and lets her lift him into her arms. He licks away her tears gently, making her chuckle. "You see, Stephen Strange in this universe... was my dad. And my dad sacrificed himself six years today to save the rest of the universe from Dormammu," Stella trails off, tears escaping her eyes once again. Stephen sighs and lays a comforting hand on her shoulder.
    "I'm sorry to hear that, kid." Stella shrugs and wipes her tears again.
    "It's fine, death happens. I still have the Sanctum Sanctorum family and most of the Avengers," Stella explains. "Tony's actually having a get-together tonight for everyone and making me go," She rolls her eyes. "He refuses to leave me alone on the anniversary." Stephen nods, keeping his hand on her shoulder. "Anyways," She shifts, straightening her back. "What do you need help with?"
    After Strange explained his and America Chavez's predicament, Stella knew what to do. She leads them to the Sanctum and sneaks them inside, towards her dad's old room. Wong agreed not to touch a thing in that room until she was ready. Even after six years, it was nearly impossible to step inside. But she'd do what she had to, to save her other father. It was weird to think about, so Stella didn't overthink it as she rifled through her dad's stuff.
    America and Other Stephen helped, being gentle and putting things back where they belonged. Stephen stops short at his counterpart's bedside, picking a dusty framed picture. The old wooden frame was decorated in shells and glitter, too crafty to be store-bought but better than a child's hand. Inside the glass was a yellowing picture of Dad Stephen and Stella pressed cheek to cheek in front of their sand castle on the beach. Stella looked no older than thirteen in the picture, eyes bright with wonder and love, while Stephen looked loose and relaxed. Something this Stephen hasn't felt for as long as he can remember.
    "That was one of our last trips before he passed," Stella explained from across the room. The lack of shuffling caused her to look up. "About five years before," She explains as she gently holds the picture she took from Stephen. "I made the frame and everything for that following father's day." Her voice is low, heavy with such sadness Stephen's heart broke for her. He knows why Other Stephen did what he did, and maybe he would do the same thing. But seeing how broken it left his daughter nearly a decade later, he regretted that decision on the other's behalf. How could he leave such a loving daughter?
    "I'm sorry for your loss," Stephen says again. What are you supposed to say to your daughter, who's not really your kid? "How old were you?"
    "Here?" Stella asks as she gently runs a finger over her dad's face. "Fifteen. Twenty when he.." She stops. This was the most she's talked about her father's passing. It was both releasing and added to her grief. It was also awkward talking about Stephen's death with him beside her. "He was so proud of this stupid castle," She laughs with a shake of her head, remembering how he asked a stranger to take a picture of the two. Tears fill her eyes again as she continues talking. "This was after one of the most complicated surgeries he did.
"Sixteen hours, only to go back again not an hour later for another twenty. He decided he needed a break. Took me to a beach house, and we stayed an entire week. Didn't have a care in the world except to relax and spend time together. It was the best week of my life," She finishes. Setting the picture back in its rightful spot, Stella wipes her tears again. "Jesus, I can't stop crying," She laughs awkwardly. Stephen rubs her back and gives her, what he hoped was, is a reassuring smile.
    "You're a good kid, Stella. He'd be proud of you." Stella nods and walks away, wiping the new set of tears before they can fall. America finds the folder they were looking for not too long after, giving Stella something to focus on besides the growing grief filling her at the thought of losing the other version of her father.
    She knew this Stephen wasn't her father, but he felt so much like him. The same chuckle, smile, hands. Even the same frame. It was hard to admit that this Stephen was almost a carbon copy of her dad. Which meant it would be just as hard letting this one go too. Knowing he was out there, somewhere, thinking of her too. It was once something that gave her hope, but now that she had it confirmed, it nearly wrecked her. In another universe, she and Stephen were happy, together, and still at that beach house, having the week of their lives.
    The lab at Stark Tower was beyond anything Stephen had witnessed in his universe. It was bounds and leaps ahead of the Avenger's facility in his. Maybe, if his Tony were still alive, it would be similar. He wandered around slowly, looking at all the futuristic machines before his eyes landed on Stella.
    Stella is hunched over a machine, glasses low on her nose as her eyebrows knit together in concentration. Stephen can see the similarity. She had his bushy eyebrows, his ears, and when her hair was pulled up the way it was now, a small streak of silver on the nape of her neck. He never thought about that being genetic; he chalked it up to the stress he was under his whole life.
    Sparks start to form in the air above the lifted plate in the center of the room. Stella mumbles under her breath as she watches with bated breath. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon," She continues, crossing her fingers. Stephen stopped watching the machine and looked at her. She acted so much like him without even knowing it. Stephen was never for luck. He worked for everything in his life and everything he's done to save people. Of course, he'd never tell anyone, but he'd cross his fingers every now and then for that extra bit of luck.
    A blue glow casts over Stella's face, which quickly turns from worry to happiness. "Oh my God," She laughs, pulling her glasses from her face. "Oh my God, he was right. He did it. Dad fucking did it." Stella rests her hands on the top of her head, smiling widely at the opened portal. She had finally finished her dad's work and got a tiny bit of closure.
   Stephen glances between the portal and Stella, a heavy weight on his shoulders. On the other side of that portal is a world without Stella, without the daughter he never knew he wanted. He'd only known her for a few hours now, but the thought of leaving her again weighed him down severely. So severely, he couldn't move as the lab doors opened, and a young teen rushed inside.
    The boy stops in his tracks as he sees the glowing circle and two strangers with Stella. "Woah," is all that comes out of his mouth before he looks at Stella. "You're not supposed to be here yet," He mentions.
    "I know, Pete, I know. I had to help some friends get home," Stella explains quickly, walking up to the boy and holding his shoulders tightly. "You cannot tell anyone I was here, okay? This has to stay between us." Peter nods quickly, still not understanding what's happening.
    "Okay, but why?" Stella sighs and glances at Stephen.
    "These guys aren't supposed to be here," She starts.
    "Are they bad guys? Are you in trouble because I can help if you are," Peter starts, puffing out his chest to look stronger.
    "No, Peter, they're good guys. They're just in the wrong universe." Peter's eyes nearly bulged out of his head as his brain tried to comprehend what he had just heard. He stumbles over his words, not stringing together a single comprehensive sentence before Stella shakes him slightly.
    "It's real?" He asks, eyes wide as he looks over at Stephen and America. He wiggles out of Stella's grip and rushes in front of Stephen. "What's it like? How's your world different? Does it hurt? Which world do you like better? How did you get here?" Peter rambles before Stella spins him back around to look at her.
    "Peter, shut up," She chuckles lightly. "It's all very amazing stuff, yes. But their world is in danger, and they need to get home as soon as possible. I'll explain everything when they're there safely, okay?" Peter nods silently. "Okay." She looks over at the pair preparing to leave.
    "It should be set to the right universe and time. I used Tony's time travel machine and made a few modifications. It should allow you passage both ways until we get to the right universe, like a Monster's Inc door situation." Peter giggles at the comparison. "If you're not back through in five minutes, I'm going assume you're in the right world and close it, okay?" Stella asks, mainly directed towards Stephen. It was still hard not to see her father in him. America nods and looks up at the older man, who nods along.
    "If we don't see you again, thanks for everything, Stella," Stephen says, pulling the girl into a firm hug. Stella melts into it for a minute, savoring the feeling of her dad in her arms again. "You're a bright kid. I'm proud of you, so I know he would be too," He continues, hugging Stella harder and pressing his cheek into her hair, the way her own dad used to. "You're a good person." Finally, he finishes and pulls away, the glossy look in her eyes making his heartbreak. He couldn't leave her all alone again. He had to, though.
    America was the first to step through, followed closely by Stephen, who throws one last loving look at Stella before disappearing into the blue portal. Peter steps up right next to Stella and looks at her, breathing excitedly as he waits for her to stop looking and start talking. However, Stella couldn't tear her eyes away, hoping they would return. Hoping she got it all wrong and they'd come back, and she'd have more time with the man who could be her dad. Unfortunately, no such luck came after a minute.
    As Stella explained everything she could to Peter, who sat on the edge of his chair, she continued to glance at the portal at any movement or noise. She willed them to come back, take her with them or stay with her. She'd known them for only a few hours, but the bond between Stephen and her was already stronger than most of her other relationships with people she's known for much longer. It was organic and naturally flowing. Like they'd known each other all her life. It felt as if she'd lost her father twice in six years.
    The buzzing came first, then the sparks, causing Peter and Stell to jump at the ready. Stella's hand hovered over the abort button, ready to close the portal to stop whoever it was from entering. Peter and Stella wait anxiously, waiting to see if it was America or Stephan coming back for help.
Finally, Stephen's head popped through, looking for Stella as she stood behind the desk with Peter. Her hand moves away from the button, sighing in relief that it was only Stephen. "Stella," He asks as he walks all the way through. She nods for him to continue, worried something terrible happened and he needed her help. "I was thinking, and this world seems awfully drab to live in by yourself." He starts drawing out what he wants to ask. It wasn't exactly normal to ask your alternate self's daughter to join you in another universe.
    "It is pretty drab-y here," Stella replies with a  smirk, hoping he was going where she thought it was going.
    "How about you come with me?" Stephen asks, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "I have the New York Sanctum, we don't have the Avengers, but I can fill you in on all that," He waves off that last statement. "We have beaches and everything," Stephen rambles. He hoped she'd say yes. His heart hurt without her, even if he barely knew her. She was the daughter he never had but always wanted. Stephen couldn't let her go that easily. "So, what do you say?"
    Stella runs around the computer counter and jumps into Stephen's arms happily. "I was hoping you would ask. I know this isn't conventional, but you're so much like my dad, and I couldn't bear to lose you too," Stella nearly sobs with happiness.
    Pasco, who had been sleeping soundlessly under the desk while Stella worked, caused Peter to jump in fright as he barked and ran up to Stephen and Stella. It was like he knew what was going on and wanted to join.
    Stephen grabs Stella's hand after she scoops up her dog and smiles down at her. "Ready, kid?"
    "Ready, Stephen," She replies, walking up the metal steps towards the portal.
    "You can call me Dad whenever you're ready," Stephen adds with a small smile, as if embarrassed but wanting to be called that.
    "Some day soon, I hope." Stella looks over at the bewildered Peter. This was all happening so fast in front of him. One minute he's learning about the multiverse, and the next, his 'aunt' is walking through it with her 'dad.' "Take care of Tony, okay, kid? And tell Wong he can dust my dad's room finally." Peter nods silently, still in shock. "I'll see you around, okay? Be good until I get back," She winks at the boy.
    "Bye, Stella," Peter says with a wave as he watches her step into the alternate universe with Stephen. He blinks a few times before shutting power to the machine and walking out as casually as possible. It was too much to comprehend at the moment.
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    "Where the hell is she?" Tony Stark grumbles as he pours another glass of whiskey. "She wasn't at home or his gravesite, so where the hell is she?" He was starting to worry about the young woman.
    "Ever thought she'd want to be alone today?" Steve Rogers asks, taking a sip of his bourbon. Tony settles him with a glare.
     "Of course, she would. That's why she can't be. We all need to be around people when we grieve." Peter hides his knowing smirk behind his glass of soda. "You got something to say, kid?" Tony remarks, seeing the look Peter miserably failed to hide.
    "Stella just wants you to know she's safe and happy. And she won't be around for a while."
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    Stella was happy, healthy, and living her dream life again. After they fixed what caused them to universe jump, Stephan and Stella got to know each other better. She fought crimes with Stephen and played games with Wong. America and Stella finally got Stephen to the beach, where they all made a sandcastle together and put the picture a stranger took of them in a shell frame America made.
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ty for following my kpop blog, i love ur suju content!!! i just very recently got into suju and i can’t get enough of them!!
Thank you, and welcome to the circus that is suju! 😊 I’m well into my life as an elf but I still can’t get enough of them so you better get used to it 🙃 Thanks again for the compliment and for following!
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Cooper is starring alongside David Harbour in a new movie!!!
I JUST SAW OH MY GD!!! THIS IS THE BEST NEWS OF MY ENTIRE LIFE
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