#Dr.Strange x reader

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Dr.Strange

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Dr.Strange x Afab!Reader

You had wrapped yourself in a blanket,your period had started and you felt miserable. Your husband looks at you.

"What's wrong?" He asked calmly

"Everything" He sighed as he sat down on your shared bed,his expression a mixture of concern and understanding. 

"Have you taken anything for it? Any painkillers?" You nodded. 

"But it still hurts"

"Anything I can do to help?"

"I could use some cuddles,maybe some kisses” You pursed your lips at him.He shifted a bit closer to you, allowing him to lean down and press a few kisses on your face and forehead.

"I think that can be arranged. Cuddles, kisses, even a massage if you'd like."You put your arms on his shoulders. 

"That sounds nice" You kissed his cheek. He wrapped his arm around you carefully. He held you close against him, his chest warm and steady.

"Anything for you, my love." He pressed kisses all over your face and neck,his fingers tracing soothing patterns on your back. You giggled,cupping his face and kissing him on the lips. He deepened the kiss immediately, his mouth moving against yours hungrily. He pulled you even closer against him, his arms holding you tightly. You pulled him even closer,you knew where this was going. But you didn't want to,you were in too much pain to take this all the way. 

"Not today,It still hurts"

"It's alright, my love. We don't have to do anything if you're in pain. I just wanted to make you feel better."

"It did kinda work" You chuckled,"but I don't feel like going further at least not now" He smiled at your response, 

"I understand, my dear. We'll just have to stick to cuddles and kisses for now. And maybe a massage, like I promised."

“I’m gonna hold you to that promise”

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Sorry about the other request I got REALLY excited and turned trauma dump so just know I'm sorry for the tmi lol thank you for listening to me ramble (also completely unrelated you should write for Tony and strange with a little reader and little peter)

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Safe place.

A/N - So this request took so long to think of something because I just didn't know how I wanted to portray them, but I think I love this fic so much.

Stephen strange x Tony start + Little!Peter and Little!reader

Masterlist - all my work!

Warnings ⚠️ - FLUFFFFF!! and a little bit of sadness, and reference to bad childhood, but nothing extensive.

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Safe places, seen to many as the only place one can be themselves. In some cases, there's no such thing as a safe place, and some have never known the feeling of being truly safe.

You never had a safe place, for most of your life, you were on your own. The moment you knew how to make the most basic meal, your parents left you to fend for yourself basically. So when you met your caregivers, it was such an eye opening experience, for not only them, but for you too.

You had known each other for years prior to them adding you to their family with Peter, and it took a long time before you were completely comfortable letting them take care of you, but soon enough, you did.

Toddling through the room, you see Peter off in his own little corner, seeing how many webs it will take to stick all his blocks he's collected together, and your two caregivers are busy as your papa shows your dada his new tech he built.

You continue to wander through, your pacifier securely between your lips, your little blabbles muted behind it. Your little stuffie friend clutches perfectly to your chest as you climb into your play tent, where more of your friends sit, waiting for you to say hello. Your tablet lays right where you left it when your dada grabbed you for lunch just an hour earlier, ready for your little hands to come and turn on your favorite cartoon.

You grab your favorite blanket, curling into your stuffies safe embrace and safely covered by the soft fabric of your blanket. The music from the intro of your cartoon sounds through your tent, and your eyes light up with joy.

Minutes pass, and halfway through your episode, a shuffle is heard from outside your tent and then peters head peaks through.

“Cuddles?” He softly asks, his eyes begging for snuggles and human contact.

You nod and open your blanket, your normally hyper playmate, cuddled in closely to you, holding you safely in his arms, watching your show alongside you. The two of you mumble some words every now and then, up until the soft snores came from your twin flame, your soft music from your show lulling him to sleep.

Around 2 episodes after Peter falls asleep, quiet footsteps are heard outside your tent, and then a soft knock on the floor just outside the tents walls was heard, alerting your attention. You shift slightly, but not enough to wake Peter as you see your dada peeking in, checking on the two of you.

There would have been a time where a caregiver checking on you would have caused fear and you would have started to tremble, but in this case, part of you wanted to just be engulfed in his arms.

“He asleep?” Dada strange asks you. You slowly nod your head, in an attempt not to wake the boy currently under your head, soundly asleep.

Strange nods his head in a gesture to let you know to carefully climb out of your tent and come to the living room before he gets up from your tent, asking your papa to grab Peter shortly after get you out of the tent. You sit up carefully, placing your tablet back where you found it and carefully tucking your brother under your blanket before taking your stuffie and yourself out to your dada.

Once you're out of your tent you happily toddle back over to him before he protectively picks you up, kissing your forehead and holding you tightly. Your papa eventually appears with your brother wrapped in his favorite blanket, and your favorite blanket securely on your papas shoulder, ready to be given back to you.

Safety was always a concern to you, as you grew up, and even when you got to your big world, it was always a rocky apartment, or a creepy neighbor, or just the instability of the world.

But as your papa hands your blanket over to your dada, and he quickly burritos you in his arms, giving you kisses as he does, you feel a sense of safety you’ve never truly found anywhere else. Your sense of safety grows as jarvis lowers the lights and your caregivers settle you and your brother in their arms. Jarvis puts on your favorite movie, seeing as you're the little one who's awake, giving you the ability to cuddle into your dada and completely relax.

Your breathing begins to even out about a quarter of the way through the movie, as your own dream land takes over your mind. Your dada gently plays with your hair, keeping you safe and sound in his arms.

Safe Places aren't known to all, and some may never have a safe place. But you have found yours, and you knew it.

[general-dweebous]

I love fluff, I love tension- but I also love a little heartbreak (and anything with Miguel O’Hara)

Well, I mean, those misunderstood heartbreaks. The ones where a character reads into something that isn’t there, or makes assumptions and ends up hurting their own feelings.

You know, like seeing your person with someone else. Having their date come up right in the middle of your catching-up. Seeing them say goodnight to someone unknown. Walking by a restaurant window, seeing them with someone else.

..but not knowing that “date” is a just a friend of theirs, or that the “mystery goodnight” was just a hug goodbye after getting a ride home from a coworker because it was raining, or that the “casual dinner date” was actually their brother visiting for a quick weekend. Those completely normal, platonic, familial, friendly interactions that get twisted because of a jealous heart.

So of course I love thinking about those scenarios with Miguel O’Hara.

That man is already closed off, guarded, walled-up, you name it. He’s not one to be sappy and vulnerable, let alone admit feelings he doesn’t want to have.

Now imagine that man in those scenarios. Finally talking himself up to just admit it- to ask you on a date, to test the waters, anything.. and then having your “date” walk up.

“They didn’t have any of those fancy cherries so I just got you your usual instead-oh, Mr.O’Hara I presume?”

He swears his heart tightened in his chest, but also jumped into his throat, yet sank into his stomach all at the same time.

“That’s alright- yes this is Miguel, Miguel, this is-“

How his muscles would tense and he’d interrupt to force out a monotone response- “Mr.O’Hara is fine. If you’ll excuse me.” before walking between the two of you and away to anywhere but there.

How he’d be cursing and grumbling at Lyla for making him believe in some sort of fairytale. Making him feel like a fool. How he’d be avoidant, harsh even.

Turning his back on you. Having lunch in his office, alone. Cold, flat, monotone interactions.

“There are other things that can give your life meaning-“

“Oh like what, like you?”

“…This is the part where you apologize.”

“This is the part where you leave.”

What it would take for him to realize he was being a fool- just not in the ways he thought.

(That’s where you fic writers come in)

(Did you catch the quote from Dr.Strange? That little interaction- very Miguel.)

[doudouneverte]

Back to Home | Chapter five : Discovery

Pairing this chap: Wanda Maximoff x teen!reader; Avenger(variants)

Summary: Dr.Strange has a plan and Dr.Cho make big discoveries

Tag list: @darkstar225 @g-athenaathens @filmedbyharkness @nylevea @eletricheart @reginassweetheart @jono723 @lizlil

Chapter Four | Serie Masterlist | Chapter Six

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[Earth 717]

Silence was drowning out the entire complex. Wanda and Natasha didn't leave your bedroom; they spent almost all their time crying. Your aunts were not better. Kate tried to keep the team together while Yelena was pacing on the rooftop.

All the avengers were deadly silent. The only noises that could be heard came from Morgan's lab, where she was trying everything and checking the same data for god knows how long. After your moms and America came back, it was like time had stopped.

Tony was about to see his daughter when a portal in a wall caught his attention. Doctor Strange was finally back, and with him a little hope. It didn't take more than five to gather everyone in the meeting room, where Peter and America explained everything to the sorcerer.

Strange always told you to be careful around people who manipulate the time, and of course, usually, he would be a little angry that you took a big risk like that, but not today.

"How can I help you?" He asked.

"Actually, we don't know. We tried everything, but nothing seemed to work." America said.

The magician was intensely thinking before something came to his mind. "I think I have an idea. I can't promise that it will work, and if so, I don't know if it will help, but at least we will know if something bad happens to little Maximoff." Now every gaze was on him, wating for his idea. "But first we need to go somewhere else." He finished his sentence before opening a portal to Kamar-Taj.

The heroes were following him, a little unsure of what was on his mind. Once they reached a spacious place, he sat down.

"I'll need America, Wanda, and maybe Peter and little Stark." He said while he crossed his legs and waited for them to sit with him. Once everyone was ready, he started to explain his plan. "So, we know how much Y/n is usually connected with Wanda, and we also know that she's not in this universe anymore, which is why I need you," he said, referring to America.

"And why us?" Peter asked.

"You were among the last ones who were the Y/n when she disappeared, so you still have a fresh memory of her. I'll use my power to mentally teleport us back to the accident, and then with Wanda and Y/n's connection and America, we should be able to track her more efficaciously in the multiverse."

Everyone held their breath while a mix of orange and green auras started to cover the group. The memory of the incident started to play in front of everyone. They all looked at that until the moment. You were approaching Khrono after he pinned America against a wall. You lifted your knife, and when you were about to throw it, everything froze.

"Strange, something is wrong with America." Natasha said.

The brunette had her eyes totally shining, but not like when she used her power; it was different. It felt like she didn't control what she was doing. Wanda tried to reach her, but she could not do anything. The younger woman collapsed on the ground.

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[Earth 616]

Fury was leaving your room before seeing Maria Hill and Dr. Cho.

"Sir, you made two big discoveries; you need to see that." The doctor said and gave him an iPad while they made their way to his office.

"What is this?" The man asked.

"Scarlet's genetic code." Maria said while they entered the room. "Don't you see something strange?" she asked before showing the same thing on a big screen.

In front of the man's blank face, Cho started to talk. "I analyzed her DNA like you asked. I found two interesting things in her DNA. First the most obvious one," she typed on some bouton on the tablet, and two other genetics were now surrounding yours, "her DNA is the exact same as Wanda Maximoff and Natasha Romanoff. It's like…"

"It's like she's their biological mother." Fury said, and Maria nodded.

"But's that not the only weird thing; look at this," the doctor said before showing the genetic code of every Avenger. "Don't you see something different?" she asked him, and when he shook his head, she started again. "I don't know how to say that, it should be impossible, but there is no trace of any male DNA in hers."

"What do you mean?" the man asked, visibly curious and surprised.

"Usally, when two people decide to have a kid, there should be some trace of both genders DNA in their kid's DNA, whatever the gender." Maria said this time. "Even when a couple decides to go through IVF. But she doesn't. At first, we thought that her dad was someone who wasn't registered in the SHIELD or SWORD data base, but even if we compare with the international data bank, we have no match."

"It doesn't look special like that, but it's impossible even for us or any organization to do something like that. So we exclude Hydra and the Red Room from the list of potential places that she's from." Cho said.

"For a moment, we thought that she might be from another planet, but according to the data that Carol Danvers sent us, there is only one type of alien who can reproduce like that, but their DNA is closer to snail than human." Maria explained.

Fury was staring at the screen, totally unsure of what to say.

"Oh, and before we leave, I need to show you that." The doctor changed the screen. "This is a scan of Scarlet's power; at first, it's okay, but if we look closely, we can see some inconsistent gaps in her energy."

"Which means?" Maria asked this time.

"Two option. Option one, and maybe the most accurate, is that she's losing control over her power, which can explain why she almost kills Sam and the others while she seems totally non-aggressive toward them. And two, even if it's maybe the most crazy one, is that she may be slowly losing her power. The spider boy told me that he saw her falling from the sky just after a red aura around her disappeared." The doctor explained.

"Well, that's more than I imagined. Don't let anyone know about that. Not yet." Fury said, and the two women nodded before leaving the room.

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Peter was on his phone while a portal opened in his apartment. "Hey, America. What are you doing here?" He asked the young brunette.

"Peter, I think I just found something weird." She replied. "I was curious, so I traveled through the multiverse to find this girl; you know, to try to learn more about her. But there is my probleme I--" She couldn't finish before feeling a big headache.

"America!" Peter caught her before her body hit the floor. "Hey, America, wake up! What should I do? I can't go to see the avenger; I can't—Strange, I need to call Doctor Strange." He picked up America's body and gently laid her on his couch before grabbing his phone.

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You were staring at the ceiling, trying to figure out what happened, before you heard the door open again. This time, you sat up immediately and stared at the woman in front of you.

"I bet you didn't see that coming, right?" Wanda said before taking a chair and sitting in front of your bed. She stayed like that, saying nothing, just analizing you. "They didn't lie when they said you looked like me and Natasha."

"What are you doing here?" You asked.

"I can ask you the same question." She shrugged. When you didn't talk, she said. "Actually, I saw your fight; you're pretty good, even if you still have some things to learn."

"What do you want?"

"Me, nothing. But you, what do you want, Scarlet?" She smirked. "That's a pretty good name, no? I love scarlet; it's the same color as our power. And even more crazy, it's sound like Scarlet Witch." Her expression suddenly became more dark, and she stared at you. "Now come on, tell me, who are you, Scarlet?"

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Sypnosis: The Rotunda Gateways have filled the Sanctum with snow, when you come to Master Strange with your issue, he insists you fall asleep with his cock inside of you, to warm you up, of course.

Word Count: 1.4k

!Trigger Warnings!

-cock stuffing

-stephen strange X afab!reader

-pet names obvi

Everything was freezing. The walls were covered in a thick layer of frost, as was every piece of furniture in the rotunda gateways reach, making the whole Sanctum cold. Wong had people shoveling the snow up during the day, but at night when they were no longer working to get the fluffy substance off the ground, it was you who suffered.

Your hands wrapped around your bare shoulders, and your usual sleep attire- shorts and a sports bra- were covering your body, truthfully you’d think they would have had the snow shoveled by now, and when you exited your room -proved wrong- your bare toes were met with icy cold snow.

They had not, in fact, shoveled the snow up completely.

The Rotunda Gateways were known for malfunctioning, it was one of the things Master Strange warned you about when you moved into the Sanctum. You were training with Wong and Strange to work on your abilities, and it was Strange who offered you the idea to move in with them.

Live in training, he had called it. Your heart fluttered at the idea, you had been attracted to the man for so long, although he was a bit older than you, and probably had a lot more to worry about than a 20-year-old who can’t correctly conjure her magic.

Either way, you slipped on a pair of fuzzy socks before you closed the door behind you, they however did not stop the snow from seeping into the fabric, making your bones chatter.

Two sharp knocks were placed at Dr.Strange’s door, and a fireplace could be heard crackling inside, right then and there you sighed with relief. Hopefully, he would let you in. A few moments went by, enough to talk you out of this whole endeavor, but before you moved Stephen opens the door. The warm air that meets your skin is refreshing and much-needed.

“Is everything alright?” Stephen’s voice is low, indicating to you that you must have woken him up. He attempts to blink the sleep out of his eyes as he waits for your answer.

You, however, are staring at his chest. His bare, defined, chest. You drag your eyes up, immediately embarrassed, surely he had seen you looking?

“It’s just cold in my room, I was wondering if there’s another room I could stay in” You rub your hands together, noticing the way your breaths come out in visible clouds of air. “Preferably with a fireplace.” You quickly add.

Stephen blinks at you before opening his door wider. “You can stay in my room if you wish.” Your cheeks sink, but your mind is racing. You’d be lying if there wasn't just a little part of your body that hoped he’d asked you to stay in his room.

Smiling graciously, you squeeze past him and immediately feel the heat of his sparking fireplace warm your bare skin. A chair sits next to the flames, and it is where you decide to inhabit.

Master Strange closes his door, causing a little jump from your end. You try to play it off as your hands come in front of you, feeling the heat of the fire on your palms.

“I apologize, I should have offered sooner. I’d thought Wong would have done his job by now.” A little smile plays at his lips as he joins you by the fireplace, and you admit your chuckle.

You feel his body behind you, his presence looming but not threatening. If anything, his small breaths are comforting, and so incredibly hot for some reason. You realize with a small gasp, he’s turning you on with just his goddamn mouth. Your mind gets lost in these forbidden thoughts, if only for just 2 seconds do you entertain the idea.

“Is there something else you want?” Stephen’s eyebrows quirk in question as he eyes your face, noticing the blush that has risen to your cheeks. You pull out of your brain, embarrassment again flooding you.

“No-” You feel scared fingers meet your skin before you can finish. His skin is soft, and so warm.

Stephen places a thumb under your chin as he forces your eyes to meet your own. “Are you getting warm?” You advert your gaze when he drops your chin, barely breathing. You’d thought he would have asked something completely different.

Something inappropriate.

“No- Yes.” You stutter, silently cursing yourself as you see amusement play on his face. Stephen extends a hand toward you and on instinct you clasp your palm with his own, feeling the silver scars marking his fingers.

“Allow me to help.” Master Strange says it like a prayer as he lifts you out of your current seat and brings you to his massive bed. Your head races,

“What?” But Stephen is on his knees before you, reaching his hands to your shorts, the ones that ride up your ass, exposing just about everything.

“Master Strange..” He stops at your plead, his eyes locking onto you, his fingers unmoving.

His voice is husky, sharper. The sleep vanquished from his eyes. “Do you wish to stop?” but you find your toes curling, and your breath being shortened as you shake your head. Stephen removes your sleep shorts, taking your panties along with them, his digits grazing along your bare thighs. He motions for you to scoot up on the bed, and you do. You can feel your cunt dripping already, excited for this interaction. Even if it seems so sporadic.

You hear the sound of clothes being taken off as you slide into Stephen’s bed, smelling him all over his sheets. Your bare from your waist down. Stephen slides into the mattress with you, coming right behind your frame, crowding you with heat.

Strange swipes down, his breath coating your neck, whispering into the flesh. You try hard to focus on his words as his cock nudges at your ass.

Your mind is unable to process this is real, this must be some fantasy you’ve conjured up, because maybe you're really in your room, dying from hypothermia and this is the way your brain salutes you. What is happening?

“It’s a technique many ancients used to practice, a way to give and receive body heat during colder months.” - Stephen answers for you, and before you can answer the pain of something sliding deep inside you overrides your brain.

This is a very vivid fantasy.

The feel of his cock bottoming out to the hilt fills you with pleasure, even though the stretch is painful. Stephen groans, his back against your own, his cock filling you completely. He wraps a hand around your stomach, keeping you from moving.

A desperate whine escapes your lips.

“Ahh-Ahh.” Strange asks, his lips meeting your neck, his beard scratching your flesh. Your pussy floods with your arousal, and you seem to pant, wanting to move, craving it. Needing it.

“I’m only transferring heat, just focus on the feel of me.” You groan as you try to move but his grip only tightens. It was what you were doing, and it was so incredibly painful he wasn’t allowing you to move.

You whine again, but this time Stephen is at your ear, coating the shell of your flesh.

“I know you want it, baby. But we have to get you warmed up first, don’t focus on my cock, focus on your eyes-” He places a soothing kiss on your neck, feeling your body loosen under his grip.

“Can you rest for me?” You nod as you relax into his arms, hearing his words repeat in your head over and over again.

Stephen’s hand slips in between your legs, rubbing at your swollen clit. You try to keep your eyes shut as pleasure from his thumb courses through you. “That’s it, good girl.”

“Are you warming up?” He questions, the pad of his pointer finger reaches to where your bodies meet, where his cock is shoved into you.

“Yes.” It comes out as a whine as he plays with you more, driving you closer and closer to the edge. Strange’s voice fills your head, wrapping you in a dizzy spell. This is how you want to be forever, against him, with him, for him.

He pulls his hand away, trying to silence his groan as you clench around his cock. Stephen wasn’t wrong, you feel the heat rush through you, your body warming itself from his heat and your own combined.

Well done, doctor. You smile to yourself before you drift into darkness, hearing the fireplace crackle and the steady sounds of Stephen’s breathing mix. All while you fall asleep with his cock stuffed inside of you.

[jokingmisfit]

Bro, I told my therapist that I write a lot of stories. I made a mistake and told them how sometimes my writing reflects my mental state... Now they want me to bring some into to share! HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO GROW THE BALLS TO BRING IN X READER FAN FICTION TO MY THERAPIST!? WHAT HAVE I DONE!? WHAT DO I DO!?

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I beg of you send me Steve Harrington, will byers, and mike wheeler, fear street, Marvel, Ted Nivison, Slimecicle, Schlatt, GARETH EMERSON PLEASE BRO PLEASE SEND IN requests pleaseeee I am in need

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Family Reunion (2)

Reader: female | Romantic - Strange | Plantonic - America

Type: on going series 2/?

Note: sorry Im finishing off my senior year in highschool so I've been busy (You can read part one on the masterlist)

Warning: N/a

Masterlist: Marvel | The "Playlist"

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America was one of the first up. She woken up by the smell of cooking.

She slipped from Y/n's grasp carefully making her way out the room.

Walking down the hall she walked into the connected dinning room and living room.

Amy was sat on the couch, wrapped up in a blanket with a cup in her hand. An Italian cartoon playing.

In came Y/n's mother, she smiling and wishing America a moring telling her to sit down on the couch besides Amy just to be wrapped up in her own quilt and soon handed a warm mug of her own.

"Thank you." America thanked with a smile, warm milk in the cup watching Mr.Castiglione walk away then looked at the Tv.

"America right?" Amy asked.

America nodded, "Amy?"

Amy nodded in response.

"what's this?"

"I don't know. I don't understand any of it. It's in a different language." Amy spoke, the two taking sips of the warm milk.

"Morin." Frank yawned

"Moring." The two replied: they both watching the cartoon they didn't understand, Frank kissed Amy on the temple as he passed by.

"Morin." Y/n spoke walking into the living room, hand up her shirt and set on her stomach.

"Morning." The two replied again, Y/n kissing America on the temple as she passed by.

Oh they were even twins when parenting.

Both walked into the kitchen to get coffee.

"You look like shit." Y/n argued with a yawn sipping on coffee.

"Feel like shit..." he spoke into his mug, taking a drink of his own coffee.

"Go! Sit sit! Breakfast is almost done!"

They walked to the dinning room, from there they took a seat and watched cartoons from the dinning room.

"Is pa in the back already?" Y/n asked.

"You know him." She called from the kitchen.

Y/n took another sip of coffee, the smell of hashbrowns and bacon in the air.

"Gettin married."

Y/n looked to Frank who only pointed to he hand, a simple band, nothing over the top, it was black, with a small little green stone surrounded by orange markings.

"Yeah." Y/n smiled looking down at it.

"To an Avenger."

Y/n chuckled, "You forget I was almost officially one myself."

"Right. Who would of been your big bad?"

Y/n sat in thought, "Francis Castiglione."

He chuckled finishing off his coffee, "I would of won that gun fight."

Y/n laughed: "You keep tellin yourself that soilder boy."

"Whatever you say Widow."

Y/n shook her head, standing up and grabbing his mug to go get refills.

"Go get you're father from the back yard."

Y/n nodded, filling Frank's mug along with hers.

"Go get Stephen up as well. Breakfast is done."

"Yeah."

Bringing the mug to Frank first she went out the back door. Calling for her father her own mug in hand.

He only waved her off: "mom heated the cinnamon rolls up!"

That got her father moving like a child again, the dog following him as he hurried up. Y/n shook her head going to get Stephen.

He was still asleep when she walked in, she turning on the bed side lamp, making sure it was on low light and setting the mug down before sitting besides his limp form.

"Hey..." she spoke softly, "morning sleepy head..."

He didn't budge, Y/n tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear.

"Baby." She spoke rubbing his shoulder, "come on..."

Stephen hummed rolling to his back. She smiled as his eyes opened to look up at her.

"Morin." She spoke softly looking down at him.

His hand came up to cup her cheek, "What time is it?"

Y/n looked at the clock "almost ten. Ma cooked late for us."

Stephen smiled, rubbing his thumb over her cheek, "You'd sleep good?"

Stephen nodded, "Did you?"

Y/n nodded, hand holding his wrist with a smile.

"Come on. We gotta leave at one for the reunion, and Ma will get mad if we don't eat breakfast."

Stephen sat up, leaning in to kiss her, she pecking him lips and grabbed the mug up, "coffee."

She handed it over: "I'll be in the dinning room. Hurry along."

Stephen got up to follow her, she chuckling with his quick motion as he followed her to the dining room.

"Sit! Sit!"

They all were rushed to sit down, food set in the middle of the table, her father bringing yet another fresh pot of coffee over.

"How'd you sleep, Stephen?"

"Just like home." Stephen complimented, sipping his coffee.

"And you Francis?" Their mother asked: "Didn't think I wouldn't know you went out?"

Y/n stifled a laugh: "I'm surprised you didn't sneak out with Francis either Y/n."

Y/n became quiet in embarrassment.

"Woah you mean Y/n and Frank use to sneak out together?" Amy asked, "They seem like they go at each other's throats constantly."

"That's what happens when you get put with an angry teenager with an ex-widow at 17."

"You were married at 17?" Amy, Stephen, and America asked all at once.

"What?" Y/n spoke, "No- Why did you all ask that- Anyways I was in the Widow program. You know ever heard of Black Widow-"

"You're related to Black Widow!?" Amy and America asked happily.

"No." Y/n told, "It's a program."

"For what?" America asked.

"It's an assassin program. They take kids and raise them to become killers." Y/n informed, "luckily my brother still gave a shit about me when he found me."

"Tell them how you found him." Their dad spoke up: he loved this story.

"Not this again." Frank spoke drinking the coffee in his mug.

"I was actually going to kill him." Y/n laughed, "Till I realized I was looking in a mirror. Basically rocked his world."

"You didn't rock my world." Frank grumbled,

"Right just threw you over a ledge three stories high into a dumpster." Y/n spoke eating some of her eggs, "He shot me in the thigh afterward."

"Wow." Stephen spoke with a smile, "Great way to reunite."

Y/n laughed: "oh you have no idea. Should we tell them what happened during the "raid."

Frank chuckled: "Together we had a whole magazine I was sure."

"Great to know you can take a hit." Stephen teased her as she rolled her eyes.

"Please Stephen I could rock your world before you even try." Y/n teased back, finishing off her hashbrowns.

"That's true. I seen it happen." America spoke up, "can I have the syrup please?"

Y/n handed her the syrup for her pancake, "She fought this giant octopus monster."

"The one in the news?!" Amy asked.

America nodded, "Yeah! She was super cool. You should of seen it. It was kinda my fault it was there in the first place though, through Multi dimension portals."

"I thought an Avenger handled that." Her mother scolded Y/n filling her mug once again.

"They did." Y/n spoke, into her mug.

"A certain Dr.Strange."

Y/n nodded, "Yep..."

"I asked you to stay away from witchcraft."

"It's not witchcraft." Y/n protested, "I don't use Witchcraft. Never have. Anyways just because I assisted Stephen doesn't mean I became an Avenger."

"It's you?" Her mother asked, "You're the Dr.Strange!"

She was angered, "Doll let's take a deep breathe. They've saved the world. Multiple times." Her father tried to persuade.

Y/n thanked her father mentally.

Her mother stood up, "Francis Y/n. Do the dishes. I have to get my share ready for the reunion."

"Yes." The two responded, there mother walking off.

"Ah! Don't worry bout her." Their dad tried to comfort, "she's just an old cranky lady that worries for her kids."

" Our line of work isn't actually rainbows and sunshine." Stephen told.

Y/n stood up with her plate, Frank collecting his own: "come on. We gotta get ready." Y/n told the table.

"I can help." Stephen told Y/n.

"No need." Y/n smiled, "Maybe just grab the bags out of the trunk? America you can go take a shower."

"Okay."

"Go get ready Amy."

"For what?" Amy questioned.

"Just go get ready."

Amy got up Frank collecting her plate as Y/n helped along.

"I suppose I should go calm down the beast."

And with that they wede left alone.

"You'e really into that magic shit huh?" Frank questioned.

"Not too deep. Really just dating a Sorcerer. Nothing really too big." Y/n told.

"Dating an Avenger. I'll Remember that when I go date one."

Y/n laughed shortly, "He's a man either way. I just hope Ma sees that."

Stacking the rest of the plates she walked into the kitchen, Frank following her.

"And what about the kid?" Frank asked.

"America?" Y/n responded turning on the water, "What about her?"

"How'd that happen?"

Y/n shrugged: "just did."

"You make it sound like it was an accident."

Y/n nodded, "it was. You know I don't go looking for lost kids that can just threw multi dimensions. Im not a Catcher in the Rye you know."

Frank chuckled placing the plate of uneaten eggs on the floor, "How long you've had her?"

Y/n thought, "...uh...Actually don't know. Maybe a few months may have been a year already."

Frank whistled the dog rushing in and too the plate of eggs. Y/n scooting over for Frank to help.

"So when's the wedding?"

Y/n shrugged once more: "Really haven't planned that out. I don't think I need one."

"Don't let Ma here that." Frank chuckled.

Y/n laughed: "Imagine."

"I'd rather not."

Y/n smiled, she rather not either. It was silent for a moment.

"You happy? You know with him?"

Y/n nodded: it was the easiest question she could answer.

"I am." Y/n spoke, "And you?"

"Im getting there."

Y/n set the last dish on the drying rack, "we all get what we deserve in the end, you'll find you're happiness."

Patting him on the shoulder she went to get ready. Dishes must've taken longer than expected, America had already taken a shower, her hair wet as she sat infront of Stephen, he french braiding her hair in two sections.

"You never do that for me." Y/n intruppted with a smile.

"You never ask." Stephen shot back playfully finishing off the first braid, he putting the little hair band at the end, as Y/n walked in.

"You look beautiful America." Y/n smiled, kissing her temple as Stephen started on the next one.

"Is your mom mad at me?" America asked.

"What?" Y/n asked confused, sitting next to her, "No. No ones mad at you. Just my ma's got a diffrent opinion is all."

"She didn't seem to like Stephen." America spoke up causing the two to laugh.

"Not many people like me." Stephen responded, finishing America's last braid, "There."

America thanked him and rushed off to look at it in the mirror, "Cool!"

"We should get ready." Y/n told him with a smile, "After all you take longer than I do."

"Oh please." Stephen responded, causing her to laugh and peck him on the lips.

Rustling stopped another kiss, and them to turn there heads, it came from Stephen's bag.

Y/n's eyebrows furrowed and walked over, opening the bag as the cloak of levitation sprang out like there was no way to breathe.

"Man that is one seriously loyal peice of clothing." Y/n sighed as it seemed to sulk, "Im not gonna yell at you."

It perked up happily, Y/n sighing, turning to Stephen, "seems I hurt the capes feelings-"

She was slapped in the back of the head, "Hey!" She shouted at the cloak who quickly flew away from her.

"A cape is givin me attuide great." Y/n spoke, "im going to take a shower."

Grabbing her things from her bag she went to take the shower. She was quick about taking a shower and brushing her teeth, getting dressed in nice slacks and blouse.

She was drying her hair when she passed by the room Amy and Frank were staying in, Frank gone from the room, and Amy and America occupying it.

"Luckily I had bought a pack of these so you can have this one." Amy spoke doing the younger teens eyeliner, her eye make up already done as she tended to America.

Y/n leaned against the door frame watching the two bond.

"So you're like magic?'

"Not really." America answered.

"But you're from a different world?"

America hummed a yes, "it's not too diffrent from you're world."

"Why say in this world out of all ones?"

America shrugged, "this is the only universe where I've seen all of you together. In other universes you never meet Frank, and Y/n never learns she's a Castiglione."

"Sounds werid..." Amy answered.

"Oh! There's one universe where Frank becomes Captain America!"

Amy let out a laugh, "Frank? Seriously?"

America nodded, "What about you're mom?"

"Y/n...hmm..." America thought, "She's a bit diffrent in each one. In some she stays in the Widow Program. Other's she becomes Sorcerer Surpreme. I think she'll have kids soon. There's one where she has kids, a girl and a boy-"

Y/n cleared her throat, that was a rabbit hole unneeded to dive into, and they turned her way.

"What are you two doing." Y/n smiled.

"Messin around is all." Amy responded, "America's technically my cousin now, right?"

Y/n shrugged with a smile, "Why not? Right."

America smiled, "We're almost done. Are we leaving."

"Soon yes." Y/n responded, "We've gotta go in about thrity mintues, its about an hour to two hour drive."

"Okay." America spoke, "Hey can Amy ride with us?"

Y/n looked towards Amy who held a smile on her face, "Yeah sure. Make sure Frank knows."

Amy nodded, "I will."

Y/n smiled walking back to the room, Stephen was already getting dressed, hair wet from the shower.

"When'd you shower?"

"Too busy being nosy to realize I walked by twice and took a fifteen mintue shower." He teased.

"I wasn't being nosy." Y/n defended playfully, "I was admiring."

Stephen smiled as he walked towards her, kissing her softly as she kissed back.

Pulling away with a smile she started buttoning up the rest of his shirt for him.

"You're thinking of something." Stephen spoke watching her hands move against his shirt with care.

"...nothin really....just impulse." Y/n informed, messing with the buttons.

"Impulse is still a thought."

Y/n smiled at his sarcastic comment, she looking up at him.

"....I...uh...want a child,." Y/n spoke eyes coming back down to his buttons.

It set Stephen into a shock, she wanted a child? All the sudden?

"I know we have America...but she's not ours...as much as I'd want her to be." Y/n told finshing in buttoning his shirt, "Don't worry, just an impuslive thought."

She smiled up at him, kissing him softly, "Don't worry about it though alright?"

"Part of being in love with you." He spoke kissing back she chuckling into a second kiss.

"Am I that prone to accidents?" She questioned into the kisses, her hand finding it comfortable to rest on his arm as they contuined kissing one another.

They were soft kisses, enjoyable busy work: just to keep the other around longer.

Y/n pulled away, "come on finish getting ready."

"I will. I will..."

Another kiss planted on her lips: yet this was a final one. She smiling as she pulled away: "leave in 20?"

Stephen nodded, watching her leave after shooting him a small smile and walking off.

[sofi1sstuff]

✨Stephen Strange recommendations✨

Ongoing

✨paper hearts (by @classickook​): following the events of multiverse of madness, you’ve given up hope that stephen would ever love you back. but what if his feelings for you change… will you give him a chance, or has your heart moved on?

Series masterlist

✨Save me, Save you (by @angstsfordays​): Your fights mostly belonged on the grounds while he worked mostly in the mystic and cosmic realms. Even though you both fought together in the infinity war to stop Thanos, you and Stephen Strange hardly ever interacted with one another. It only took one incidental misunderstanding between the two of you to bring both of you closer than ever. For two people who do not believe that they could find love, all we can say is that love finds you unexpectedly.

Prologue | One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven |

✨ 2319 (by @brunchable​): In the midst of your divorce with your husband, you left your 13-year-old daughter in the care of your mother while you attend your art exhibition in Paris. What Sasha thought would be a boring Summer Vacation takes a turn when she finds your old diaries and learns new things about her mother that she avoided talking about or kept secret.

Series masterlist

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Completed (series/miniseries)

✨The Love Hypothesis (by @mischiefmanaged71​)

Series masterlist

✨Can’t compare (by @girl-of-many-fandoms​): Nobody likes being anyone's second choice.

Part 1 | Part 2

✨All I ask (by @brunchable​)

Part1 | Part2 | Part3

One Shots/Drabbles/ Prompts

✨Suit & Tie (by @wint3r-h3art): A lovers’ quarrel turned into something quite (un)expected.

✨It’s You, It’s always Been you (by @wint3r-h3art): It’s a known fact that you are in love with Stephen Strange. It’s also a known fact that Stephen Strange is still in love with Dr. Palmer. When Stephen asked you to be his wedding date though, you’re starting to regret your decision. A confession from the doctor himself, changes everything.

✨"I don't get jealous." (by @girl-of-many-fandoms): In order to get the job done a little flirting is necessary.

✨Your usual (by @westviewism): Ever since meeting at the avengers compound, stephen has taken a liking to getting your morning coffee.

✨Uncle Stephen (by @writingliv): The reader has a sister, and she has a child and asks if they can take care of her baby for two weeks, Stephen is not happy about it, but everything changes when after some time the child hugs Stephen and calls him "uncle"

✨Be Alright (by @lykaonimagines​): Y/N and Stephen run into one another for the first time in years at Christine’s wedding. She’d thought her crush for the man had faded over the years, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.

✨Just As Important (by @lykaonimagines​): Stephen and Y/N have been dating in secret for awhile, but when one of the nurses seems to deliberately be making her life harder, he has to step in.

✨dream a little, dream of me (by @starks-hero​): You're met with the realisation that in order to save the world you'll have to lose your own.

✨Unexpected (by @celestialnxva​): The Avengers never thought in a million years that anyone would put up with Stephen Strange, so naturally they’ll want answers as to why you happened to be his partner.

✨worlds best dad (by @strange-mischief​): Stephen Strange’s daughter has her first day of 3rd grade and the last thing he counted on was meeting you. 

✨Perfect Fit (by @asongofmarvelanddc​): Stephen wants to spend the morning in bed.

✨Goodnight My Love (by @getlostsquidward​): Aside from a universe where he has a ponytail, Stephen stumbles on one where he had something that not once did he imagine having.

✨Two Of You (by @lykaonimagines​): After months of living in the Sanctum, when America thinks Stephen and Y/N are going to ask her to leave, she starts doing everything she can think of to convince them to let her stay.

✨His Universe (by @bakerstreethound​): After years of wishing, longing, and waiting Stephen almost gave up on the notion of finding his soulmate...that was until you appeared in his life and changed everything. 

✨Karaoke Night (by @annesthaeticc​):The sorcerer supreme, the master of the mystic arts, and the disciple walk in to a karaoke bar on a Saturday night, fun ensues. 

✨My Heart is Yours (by @sassenach-on-the-rocks​): Months after breaking up with your ex, your friendship with Stephen Strange has quickly blossomed. But how much more will it grow when a long-held secret comes out?

✨salvation (by @classickook​): in an alternate universe, stephen strange remains stranded in a forgotten corner of the multiverse, that is, until you came along; however, now he’s wondering if you’re truly happy with him or if you wished things had been different. 

✨The doctor’s orders (by @wint3r-h3art)

✨dazed & confused (by @boop-le-snoot)

✨You’re it (by @getlostsquidward)

✨you drew stars around my scars (by @classickook)

✨The One Thing I Need (by @lonelinessinthemirrordimension)

✨Not Going Anywhere (by @lykaonimagines)

✨You say you’re dangerous. That you destroy everything you touch. So destroy me. Ruin me. Tear me apart, and let me love you all the same. (by @dino-fart)

✨Congratulations to us (by @withalittlehoney)

✨ I'm Here, Whenever You're Ready. (by @lokidokieokie​)

✨Sleep (by @curseofaphrodite​)

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[domxmarvel]

Avengers preferences-Tattoos- Part 2

Part 1

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Clint-bow and arrow

"Alright,pull it back a bit more. Don't move your feet,you need to be steady" You pulled the string back tighter. "Now" You let go of the string and hit the middle of the target.

"Bullseye" He picked you up and spun you around as he kissed your cheek. When he let you down,you turned around and gave him a proper kiss. You lift the bow and pick up another arrow. As you stood up you felt his fingers trace something on your back. 

“When did you get this done?” You had forgotten about the tattoo on your back.

“A while ago,after we started dating” You laughed “Do you like it?” He smiled and hugged you from behind.

“Yes,yes I do” 

Dr.Strange-Heartbeat

“What’s with all of the boxes?” 

“Just some of my old stuff,from when I was a doctor”

“Wait, you really were a doctor?”

“Obviously,where did you think I got my name?” He took some stuff out of the box.  

“I haven’t really thought about it” He set down one of the boxes and you immediately noticed one of the papers had a heartbeat on it. “What’s this?”

“It’s just a regular check up,I had a bit of a health scare” He explained,but quickly added. “But it was nothing”

“That’s good,I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you” You saw him blush as he turned away from you.

***

Unlocking the door you walked in only to immediately bump into Stephen. 

“Y/N,I didn’t realize you were out”

“Sorry,did you need something?”

“No,I was still sorting through my old stuff”

“Need some help?”

“If you want to” You were helping him sort through everything. He was walking behind you when he dropped something,and you quickly turned around.

“Are you alright?” You knelt down and put your hand on his shoulder.

“I’m okay” He started picking up the stuff off the floor,both of you reached for the same book and your hands touched. “Y/N,what’s that?” He lifted your hand to look at it,seeing the tattoo on your wrist. When he realized what it was,he blushed and looked away. You inched closer and kissed his cheek.

“I love you” You picked up the book and stood up.

“I love you too” He whispered

Nebula-galaxy

“They’re beautiful” 

“What’s beautiful?” She stood behind you,tracing her finger over one of your tattoos. 

“This” You turned around to face her. 

“Thanks”

“I’ve always wanted some,but that’s impossible with all of this” She whispered before walking away.  

***

You were getting ready to go to sleep,when Nebula walked in and saw the new one on your back. It was a blue and purple galaxy with white stars,you heard the door close which made you turn around. 

“Nebula,I was gonna make it a surprise but I guess you already saw it” You laughed it off.

“It looks good” She smiled,that smile you were the only person who ever saw it. Everyone else thought she was incapable of smiling. 

“I got it because it reminded me of you” You wrapped your arms around her,she hugged you back but her fingers were lighty hovering over your skin. “It reminds me that even with how big this galaxy is I still managed to find you” At that second she held you tighter.

“I’m happy I found you too,and that you gave me a chance”

Shuri-binary for S 01010011

“What about this one?” She traced another one of your tattoos,and you spent the last hour explaining them. She loved them and didn’t hide them,every time you got a new one she’d be really excited. She kept tracing them until she noticed one she never asked about,it was one you got for her. It was binary numbers for the letter S,being the genius she was easily figured out what it said but not why you got it. “Why do you have the letter S?”

“Shuri you’re a genius in every way except this” You laughed but she still didn’t understand. “It’s one that I got for you,since you like them so much. And that no one else would understand it except you”

“Do you think we could get matching ones?”

“If you want”

T’challa-Panther

T’challa was laughing all the way back to his room,even with being the black panther he couldn’t handle alcohol very well. He clung on to you as you walked,thankfully his room wasn’t too far. 

“Y/N”

“Yes?”

“I love you” He rested his head on your shoulder,you swore you heard him purr quietly.

“I love you too” You opened the door to his room and walked in. You sat him down on the bed and immediately he started pulling on your clothes,trying to take them off. You put your hand on top of his. “Maybe not now,darling” You lightly kissed his cheek. You helped him get changed and went to get changed yourself. You took your shirt off and felt his hands on your back quickly followed by his lips.

“Why didn’t you tell me you had this?” You completely forgot that he had never seen your tattoo,it was a black panther which covered your entire back. 

“Do you like it?” You said playfully,turning your head to kiss him.

“How about I show you?” He growled in your ear.

Nick fury-Cat

You were just tidying up when Goose jumped up onto the counter,you set down your things to pet her. You heard the door open and soon felt Nick wrap his arms around you,softly kissing your cheek.

“Welcome back”

“I missed you” You turned to kiss him,putting both your hands on his shoulders.  “I like the new tattoo”

“How did you?”

“I’m the director of shield,you really thought I wouldn’t notice”

“Well I never thought you liked cats,but I also thought you’d never date me” You laughed and that’s when he wrapped his arms around you tightly. 

“Y/N I hope you never doubt that I love you” 

“I love you too”

~~~~~~~~~~~

@marvel-is-a-mood

[namjoon-koya]

Being Dr.Strange’s daughter would include..

* Once strange looked at you he felt his heart melt.

* You looked exactly like your mom expect for your eyes they looked exactly like his.

* He felt his eyes tear up a bit.

* You cooed at him, your small fingers gently touched his face.

* From that point on he promised on to be the perfect dad.

* He wasn’t use to waking up in the middle of the night to fed or change you.

* But he never complained even if his eyes were getting baggy from the lack of sleep he was use to.

* He’d carry you everywhere he went (unless you were asleep he’d leave you in your crib)

* You were a daddy’s girl, seriously you’d cry and cry until Strange let you sleep next to him.

* (Yes you were extremely spoiled)

* Wong was your favorite uncle.

* “How’s my little princess?” You squealed in delight.

* Oh man was Strange upset when he saw that you showed an interest in Loki.

* You were still a baby when Thor and Loki came to earth to find Odin.

* You crawled out to Thor when Strange was busy looking for Thor’s father.

* “Bah!” You yanked on his hair Thor only chuckled.

* “Midgardian babies are really something!”

* Strange looked at him confused “oh!” He quickly grabbed you out of Thor’s hands.

* So it was no mystery that you liked Loki.

* (Strange would make sure you wouldn’t see him much though)

* When you got a bit older he’d teach you a bit about sorcery.

* Whenever you couldn’t get it right you’d become frustrated and pout.

* He’d laugh “it’s okay Y/N it takes time, sometimes your own dad didn’t get it right the first time.”

* You’d smile “Kay!” You’d try harder next time.

* you were 15 and highly advanced.

* Everyone was amazed to see you so advanced usually it took people longer to achieve things yet you did it with the snap of your fingers.

* Strange was proud of you (he’d probably be like YEA THATS MY KID)

* you didn’t go to school so you didn’t really have a lot of friends.

* But Tony (being the weirdo he is) decided to introduce you to Peter.

* He was stuttering like crazy (because of you duh)

* You thought it was cute.

* Strange though probably put a curse on Tony after that.

* He wasn’t used to seeing his daughter so close with a boy.. A BOY YOUR AGE.

* He would slightly glare at Peter if he did anything to you that he didn’t like.

* “Dad chill! Peters’ cool..” you’d have to remind him that everyday

* He knew you were right but it was hard to see you grow up.

* You were no longer the baby he raised himself.

* But what he did know was that you still loved him.

* You loved spending time with him.

* You loved training with him.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Dabi x Dr. Strange Reader

@oyasumimosura asked: Is it okay if the reader has the same powers as Dr. Strange from MCU? She will be paired with yandere Dabi? He was a huge threat and even the one who killed her brother, in rage in their battle she nearly killed him in the process, luckily he was saved by Toga before nearly getting killed and it made him obsessed with her more. It was revealed that Dabi was actually obsessed with (y/n) when she first showed up on TV, she wasn't even from japan but one of those heroes in America. It would be a sight to see Dabi would belittle (y/n) on their first fight. He actually doesn't know what she is capable of because she already fought other beings from other dimensions, and Dabi absolutely loves her angered face.

Dabi found himself standing with average citizens as they watched through the glass windows of the TV store. He’d risk the skeptic side-glances for his favorite show or rather his favorite hero. He’s all about heros; especially destroying them and the image they represent. For awhile the hero: Doctor Strange was no different. They were an American hero, known for there bizarre and flashy quirk that resembled something of magician. You’re whole existence was a mystery, granted plenty of American heroes had a thing for vigilantism but it didn’t matter. You only came out for certain villains or rather monsters that were impervious to the typical hero attack. 

You’d become his latest obsession becoming second on his list from his father. It would be delicious to finally see that aloof and pretentious look on your face morph into one of terror. Unfortunately for him the first time he’s able to fight you he gets the exact opposite. You easily take him down hardly reacting before the villain you were actually after appears. Dabi is wonderfully left incapacitated while you divert your attention.

“Maybe do something else with your life?” 

Opening up a portal away you miss the way Dabi stapled smile becomes irrevocably wide. The pin needle of anger you had triggered with him simply getting in your way tickled him silly. Even as Toga and the others fuss over him he still reeling with excitement. He doesn’t give them your name but they’ll figure it out. They’ve never been one to back down from a challenge but at Dabi’s request they don’t intervene. Even as he uses resources to hunt down your brother. 

“Hey kid, can you help me with something?”

The poor kid is turned to cinders all with a smile on his murderer’s face. Dabi makes it obvious, getting it on camera. Waiting in public for you to show. And boy do you show. You don’t even look the same…you look almost demonic.

“Did you think I’d let you live in peace after what you’ve done!?”

“No way babe, I was counting on it!”

“What your death? Then you misunderstood me…I don’t plan to let you die not without tearing your everlasting soul.”

It isn’t until you quite easily have caused him pain and embarrassment by beating him relentlessly in front of his friends. He’s thinking after you’ve beaten him and his power is exhausted he sees your real angry face and it is then he gets the inkling that perhaps your anger was much more feirce than he thought. 

With a stomp into his chest cavity you transport him into a prison of reality. With the help of the timestone you force his body to replay the worst pain he has ever felt in his body. By the 50,000 loop he gets a sense of normalcy in which you put him in a different timeloop. A timeloop of him replaying that feeling of resentment and abandonment he’s gotten in his life. 

Dabi made the mistake of making an enemy of you. You, who never claimed to be a hero by the standards of the world. You are a hero of dimensions which means your rules exceed this world's. It was his fault for playing with fire.

[jokingmisfit]

I’ve always loved Dr.Strange, but Sinister Strange has somehow stolen my heart in his 2 minute screen time.

[wandaspaperings]

absolutely gorgeous

two posts in one day

[strangelockd]

Like What You See Doctor

18+ ONLY CONTAIN HEAVY FILTH & SMUTT

Pairing: Doctor Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Stephens been distracted with his work so you decide to craftily pry him away...

Word Count: 4.1K

Warnings: Pure Smutty Smutt Smutt, Porn With Plot, Some Fluff, P in V, Female Dominance, Pet Names, Oral Sex(Male Receiving), Praise Kink, Creampie.

If I missed anything let me know but I think I summed it up.

Stephen was deep in focus trying to read as many ancient texts as he can in the dim light completely enveloped in his work.  The sound of soft jazz echoed in the study. Being the Sorcerer Supreme had its heavy responsibilities causing him to become easily lost in his work. Because if he didn’t push himself to be the best…who would? 

It’s been almost a week in on his research and chances are he wasn’t sleeping, and you knew he deserved a well needed break. You missed his touch and his skin against you while sleeping, it always helped with you at night. But how exactly where you going to pry him away from the library? 

Grabbing your Sling Ring you conjured a portal. Clearly visualizing Stephen in his office; because you knew he would be hiding there. Sparks formed a circle exposing your man sitting in a plush lounge chair reading; his brows knitted together deep in thought. He didn’t even notice your arrival until you called him softly.

“Stephen”

“Hmm?”, never looking up from his book; fingers resting on his silver haired temple. 

“Stephen…look at me. You’re going to want to see this.”

Slowly raising his head, his cerulean eyes grew wide and were suddenly shimmering bright with desire. He noticed you wearing one of his royal blue tunics with knee high stockings.  A huge smile forming he beamed, “Well well well, to what do I owe the pleasure of this lovely surprise”

Stepping out of the portal you steadily walked towards him.

“Well, you’ve been working so much, and I wanted to help you relax. I really miss you in bed at night.” Tracing your index finger on his muscular shoulder sending a shiver up his spine.

Leaning forward to softly grab your hand, “Babe, you know I can’t just leave. I need figure this text, I’ll come join you in bed tonight later I promise.”

Refusing to take his no for an answer, you pressed his chest back down against the chair; removing the book that was on his lap setting it aside. His eyes too fixated on you to care that it was taken away let alone almost falling off his lap. Returning your palms to his body massaging up and down, enjoying the texture of his pristinely broad shoulders against your hands. Swaying your body to the music, his robe accentuating your curves. Your ass swishing with every movement like a graceful cat. His muscular toned form pressed against you releasing a deep vibrating hum turning you on even more. Eyes never breaking contact with his, the tension was electric. Licking his lips slowly, he began to grip the arms of the chair tightly.

Biting your lower lip making a seductive smirk you took your fingers and unbuckled the belt that hugged around the small of your waist. Threading it between your fingers to slowly drop it on the floor. Trailing up your arm you pulled a sleeve down to reveal a bare shoulder only to quickly pull it back up. Only to repeat the same action to the other side. Taking the elastic from your bun pulling it off to shake your hair down past your shoulders, running your fingers through it in a sensual motion. Seeing the hunger burning in his Caribbean blue eyes you winked at him, noticing his ears turning a bright red. 

“Like what you see doctor?” 

Stephen was gazing down at you full of hunger, he was defiantly in the right mindset now. Leaning back farther into his chair the lighting caused his eyes to disappear under the shadow of his brow. Releasing a deep hum of pleasure only to feel his pants begin to tighten. 

With a deep baritone he demanded, “Like is more of a……understatement. Now show your Sorcerer Supreme what else you can do.” 

Continuing with your show; twirling slowly over to bend down showing him your ass. Lifting the back of the robe ever so slightly to give him a small visual taste of you. Draping it back over to glacially trail your fingers up your leg. Failing to keep his standard mask of composure. Stephen was practically squirming in the chair at this point.

Raising the slip of the robe higher up your leg revealing more upper thigh you slowly with the music peeled off a sheer stocking revealing a bare leg followed by the other. Tossing both onto Stevens lap he laced them between his gloved fingers giving a sniff inhaling your sweet scent. Grazing your palms up to press and cup the fullness of your breasts in a tight squeeze, you couldn’t help but smile at Stephen enjoying himself. Chest breathing heavily, pupils blown wide and mouth becoming agape. 

A smirk raised across on your lips, “You ok babe? You look like your about to faint.”

With a husky tone of desire he smiled, “I just…can’t believe that you are mine. You are so gorgeous babe”

Blushing from the compliment you flashed some skin peeking through the slip of the robe barely enough to show you wearing nothing underneath. Stephen began pawing at his trousers to sooth his aching member pressing even tighter against his pants. He doesn’t know how much longer he can control himself. 

“Oh babe, you’re such a fucking tease. You are going to be the death of me. Look what you caused.”

Reaching for your hand he placed it on top of his trousers. Clearly feeling his hardened defined erection leaving little imagination to the size of it, giggling innocently your cheeks flushed brighter. Leaning with both arms on the chair for support to be closer to his face, your deep cut robe exposing ample amount of chest for Stephen to see. Nuzzling his neck softly with your nose hearing him give a hard swallow; low rumbles escaping from his throat. You could smell each other’s arousal, no doubt that you both wanted to tear each other apart right then and there.

 Attempting to lean in to try and kiss you, he needed to feel you and he was getting more and more impatient. Shoving him back into the chair giving a wink, 

“You’re a naughty boy Mr. Strange. I thought you mastered the art of patience”

Groaning with a soft murmur, “With you doing this it’s impossible to be a master of anything babe” 

Stephens eyes were blown wider, he couldn’t believe how sexy this was and how beautiful you are, his own woman giving him a strip tease. 

Steadily reaching for his right hand to seductively start pulling off his yellow leather gloves. Removing each with just the fingers first ever so tentatively, giving a slight tug sliding them off in a fluid motion. His breathing becoming heavier, you kept eye contact and pursued to follow with the left. He never allowed anyone to touch his hands let alone remove his armor but with you he was able to allow anything. 

With sweet whisper of sincerity, “Scars and all, you have the most beautiful hands in the world.” Bringing up his right hand placing a gentle kiss upon it; your tongue giving a light kitten lick across the scars. Taking his thumb up to gently suck on it, releasing it with a gentle pop. Closing his eyes, he released a deep hearty moan that echoed across the room. 

Stephen could not wait any longer and stood up urgently with attention, towering over you to tilt your head back with his soft calloused hands deepening the kiss. Releasing a moan in unison pulling away noticing a gentle smile plastered across his face. He was like a starving man, and you were his oasis. He wasted no time grabbing your waist and quickly conjuring a portal, having you both cross the threshold to your shared bedroom. Pulling you in once again much tighter he slid his tongue in your lips to feel the wet silk of your mouth. He craved control that was long overdue.

Between heavy kisses he tilted your head reaching for your neckline, “You are so… fucking… beautiful, I’m going to destroy you,” releasing a satisfied moan. 

“I’d love to see that doctor, for I have been a bad little tease.”

Returning up to kiss you more he was all tongue and teeth openly claiming your mouth. Moaning in unison you both becoming lost in the moment. Never even realizing he was backing you up towards the four-poster bed. He threw you down on the yellow and red velvet duvet, hair sprawling out over the floral design.

Cloak quickly getting the hint detached from Stephens shoulders to swiftly fly out to make his exit into the nearby room; slamming the door behind him making you both share a chuckle.

Stephen gesturing slowly with his fingers locked the door with magic, turning to face you with an affectionate chuckle, “Glad he got the hint because the things I’m going to do to you would make him blush a brighter red.” 

Crawling across the bed he practically pounced on you. Lust filled his eyes, the weight of his warm body bringing comfort and security to you. Caging your head between his muscular arms to lean forward giving you a soft kiss on your lips. Slowly moaning into his mouth, he pulled away giving you a look of admiration. You hastily reached for his shirt collar in desperation to remove the top layers of his robes, hungry to feel his warm skin against yours.

Noticing your desperation he took your wrists, pinning them above your head with his scarred hands that could easily envelop your face. Leaning in to give you another deep lingering kiss, the taste of his tongue was better than any drug. Pulling away breaking the kiss with just a whispers distance his eyes were on fire.

“I love it when you’re dominant Stephen, it makes my pussy so wet”

“I love to spoil and claim what’s mine and mine alone,” he winked.

He trailed his soft lips down your neckline creating purple flushed love marks along your collarbone. Threading his fingers through the neckline of your robe he slowly parted it open reveling your perfectly naked form. Panting with a deep hunger he placed his velvet lips between the valley of your breasts giving light kisses on your heart. Tilting his head, he trailed gentle kisses towards your right breast enveloping the tender flushed bud with his mouth. Circling with his tongue in a soft yet firm pattern on a nipple eliciting a sharp moan from your mouth. You could feel the smirk on his self-satisfied lips, the beard increasing the sensitivity on your delicate flesh even more. Cupping and massaging your engorged breasts occasionally biting and flicking his velvet tongue on the raised bud. Moving to the other he started the same pattern of worship on your chest. 

Releasing a sharp moan from your mouth you instinctively gripped his grey temples making a frilled mess to his clean dressed hair, eagerly pressing his head deeper into your chest. Slipping the robe completely off of you, Stephen released a growl deep in his chest pulling away just a whisper from your face caressing your chin with his thumb. Eyes half open lost in your pleasure hearing his proclaim.

“I love you (y/n). Now Relax baby, let your Sorcerer take care of you”

You couldn't help but to take his thumb into your mouth again placing a gentle bite, making him moan and shudder with a smile on his lips. With how soft and velvety they were, he wanted desperately to feel you wrap them around his cock and have you swallow him whole. Freeing his thumb with a loud pop you gripped his hands tight; using his body weight to flip him over on his back, a Cheshire cat grin forming on his face. 

“Oh ho, how the tables have turned. I love it when you dominant me baby. Are you going to ride me like a whore tonight?” reaching for your breasts with both hands.

 Straddling his lower frame to rub your wet heat above his waistline feeling the friction of his cock beneath his pants. Trailing your hands down his arms to paw his chest for balance. 

“Oh, we will definitely get there, but this is about you tonight baby, let me get off on fucking and pleasuring you tonight”

Releasing a husky moan, “Use me for your desires babe, for tonight I am your servant, and you my master”

Lifting your body, you slid off the bed gesturing him with a finger to stand before you. Stephen like an excited puppy was all too eager to obey your command. He quickly crawled off the bed to stand with arms stretched out.

Smiling with satisfaction at his submissive approach you threaded your fingers between his belt, quickly pulling it off in a fluid motion. Together you have fucked so many times in every possible location you were pretty sure you could undress him with one hand blindfolded if the opportunity was there. Tossing it to the floor, you snapped your fingers to magic the rest of his clothing off. Only to leave him in his black boxer briefs. His body looked like it was carved by the Grecian gods. Using every ounce of restraint to not lick every ab and crevice of his muscular form. 

Quirking an eyebrow cocking his head he scolded, “Naughty girl, your cheating” 

“Call me impatient but you’re to delicious. Be lucky I’m not using my magic to tie you to the bed right now and fuck your brains out,” reaching for his well-defined erection that silhouetted his boxers to begin rubbing it with your thumb and index finger feeling his hips buck quickly in response.

With labored breath, “I’d like that very much (y/n), you know I’m a glutton for your punishment” 

Lacing your index fingers along the waistband you slowly pulled his briefs down to witness his thick throbbing cock release from the restraint. A soft sigh of relief escaping his parted lips as it sprung free from their confines.

You couldn’t help but stare at him, no matter how many times you both made love his cock always looked massive. Thinking of all the things you wanted to do to him; it sent a jolt through your core imagining the feeling of it inside you, the fullness and depths that it could reach.

“You like what you see?”

“Always…” you purred.

Softly caressing his thighs trailing your fingers to his length forming a firm grip on his shaft. Flattening your tongue you dragged it from the base to the frenulum, placing a delicate kiss with a few licks to wipe of the pre cum dripping from his slit, eliciting a soft moan from Stephen. He blew out a slow exhale, bringing his hand down to your face for his thumb to gently caress your cheek. His piercing blue eyes watching as your lips parted and took him into your mouth.

Sucking in air through gritted teeth he released a hearty moan as you began to move back and forth. Your mouth and hands sliding together in unison, soaking him with your mouth, leaving no part of him untouched. You couldn’t resist taking your hands to grab his ass, pulling his girth deeper into your throat. Glancing up to him you noticed his head began to tilt back while reaching to support himself on the wooden bed frame. Eyes closed and lost in the rapture of your mouth releasing moans and sighs. The feeling of watching him lost in the pleasure caused by you was beyond gratifying, the great sorcerer supreme turning to putty in your hands. Humming with pleasure he brought a scarred hand behind your head and threaded his fingers through your hair to gently encourage you to go even farther. Taking a deep breath to take him all in, your eyes watered nearly causing you to gag.

His groans sounded like a sweet symphony in your ears. Unrestrained and deep, his baritone moans causing a wet hot pool between your thighs.

“Fuck you are perfect babe” groaning with praise.

Giving up all self control he had left, head tilting back even farther exposing his perfect neckline.

You couldn’t help but hum from the praise causing Stephen to buck his hips slightly in response to the sudden vibration. Wrapping both hands around his thick shaft you worked him with a firm steady pace causing his hips to buck harder in response. Hollowing out your cheeks giving him a few more pumps with your mouth you released yourself from him with a loud pop. A string of thick saliva connecting from your lower lip to his cock.

Stephen leaning his head down to gaze at you. Sweat beading on his forehead, he was left gasping for air with his mouth hung open. 

“I want more, please, I beg of you give me more!” He pleaded looking at you dead in the eyes grabbing the sides of your head with both of his hands. He was attempting to bring your head back to his cock in desperation to feel more, but you took his hands to push him back into the bed; you had another plan.

Crawling back on top to straddle him his cock just grazing your entrance. You continued to rub him between your sopping folds creating a natural lubricant. Emitting a sharp moan from Stephen’s throat making him close his eyes as he pawed the bed sheets.

“I said I’d take care of you; did you think I wouldn’t follow through on that?”

Stephen’s breath hitched and nodded in a responsive no; raising his hips up to try to gain more friction against your wet heat. You smiled in response to his desperation positioning yourself just above the red throbbing tip of his cock. Leaning forward to trail kisses down his muscular torso placing love bites along the way you brought yourself back up placing both hands on his chest for balance. Slowly lowering yourself down swallowing his cock whole inch by inch releasing a sweet sigh in unison. 

“Fuck me,” Stephen responded shooting his head forward suddenly his eyes locked on your form.

“You feel so good Stephen, you feel so good inside my tight pussy,” purring with your head tilted up back arched. Slowly rolling your hips backwards and forwards against his. Setting a seductive rhythm that felt like powerful crashing waves. He gripped the sheets tightly, whiteness forming on his knuckles exposing his delicate scars as you ground your hips in a circular motion. Pulling yourself up, sliding down, and moving forward. His blue eyes were captivated by you like the seductive sorceress that you are. You knew he could feel you from every angle and you kept your steady pace of riding him. He felt like he was in heaven floating on cloud nine.

You slammed down slightly harder bringing him back to earth as you moved faster with more vigor against his thick cock. 

The sound of your moans filling the room with the most beautiful chrous he ever heard. Watching you was always the most erotic sight in the world. Head thrown back, mouth in a O. You were perfect; a work of art crafted just for him. Lowing your head leaving all feelings to abandon, he grabbed your hips and assisted with bringing you up and down. Faster and faster the pleasure coming in waves. Your breaths becoming increasingly shallow and faster as you absorbed every ounce of pleasure your body could handle.

As your bounces became more prominent so did his assistance, thrusting up harder underneath you while guiding you back down to his cock. Your moans mixed with screams of pleasure. He couldn’t help but stare at were your bodies joined, it was always the sexiest thing to witness. 

Stephen ran his hands up your waist pawing at your perfect breasts, oh how he loved the feeling of them in his large hands. Massaging them while tugging your nipples eliciting a sharp moan from your mouth a smirk across his. Propping himself against the headboard he pulled you close, your bodies entwined sweating with the proof of your passions. He tilted his head down sucking on your breasts, licking the sweat with such hunger and tenacity lost in the moment. 

“You have the most perfect tits babe, you skin tastes divine,” he professed his lips grazing for the other.

Leaning in to kiss him with such urgency, you needed to taste him. The velvet texture of your tongue penetrating his full lips claiming his mouth for your own, he tasted like heaven. The vibration of your moans sending shockwaves down your flesh. He returned the favor by kissing your jaw, neck and chest. You fully enjoying the velvet softness of his lips that he gifted your starving flesh. 

His eidetic memory proving good use, for he knew this position would send your body into a powerful climax. Clutching your hips, he assisted in rocking you back and forth his arm muscles bulging with each movement, a small gasp escaping from your lips with each movement brushing your cervix in the perfect fashion. Arms laced around his neck resting on top of his strong broad shoulders you nuzzled into his neck inhaling his scent placing nips along his collar and earlobe. Hearing him moan in response flamed the heat in your core making the wetness in your heat to increase. He couldn’t resist moving his hips in time with yours as the pace increased. He pressed your body slightly backwards not only for a better view, but to hit the g-spot that always made you see white stars.

Eyes rolling back fluttering, you moaned into his ear, “I love you Stephen, you always do it so good,” Without missing a beat he groaned into the shell of your ear, “and I love you more (y/n). You always take my cock so well babe”

Pressing against his lean chest he felt your pussy drip and begin to quiver and knew you were close. Your swollen cunt gripping his aching member tighter with each movement he gave. Soon you felt yourself start throbbing, whimpering as you felt your climax quickly build. Stephen started to moan louder, and you rocked harder and faster on top of him, goosebumps forming on your flesh. Neither of you wanted this moment to end.

Belting out mumbles of sweet praises, his name running off your lips like a chat or a prayer the two of you reached your climax at the same time just as Stephen had planned. He was a control freak but still valued your pleasure above his own. Gripping tightly to him like a koala you stayed there riding out your high. Enjoying each wave of pleasure that you both gave. 

Bringing a slender hand up he brushed the damped strands of hair from your forehead placing a tender kiss breathing heavily.

“That was amazing baby, thank you”

Cupping you face placing a gentle kiss to your lips he looked into your eyes smiling, “I should be the one thanking you babe for going through all the trouble. You didn’t have to do all of this”

“How else was I going to pry you away from your work,” you giggled leaning on his forehead. 

Lifting you gently off him you winced slightly at the absence of him turning you gently to lay next to him. His cum leaking down your thighs he manifested a couple of hot towels to clean you. Your tender folds making you shudder at the contact. Not only was Stephen the king of sex, by he was the master of aftercare. 

Grasping for him you rolled over draping a leg over his attempting to stay as close to him as possible, fingers playing with his soft hair. Looking up at him with admiration enjoying the moment he brought his arm around yours locking you together in a warm embrace. 

Stroking your shoulder with his thumb he looked down at you, “I’m sorry if it seems like I have been ignoring you these past few days. Sometimes I just lose sight of what’s important”

“And what is that?” you asked curiously looking up at him.

Gripping you chin with his thumb and index finger stroking your chin lightly, “You”

Trailing a finger across his damp chest, “It’s okay Stephen, taking care of our universe is no easy task, and I’ll always be grateful for your dedication and sacrifices”

A wide smile grew across his face, he placed a gentle kiss upon your lips. Tucking his free hand under his pillow he felt for a small velvet box, a delicate secret he’s been crafting for months. No, not yet, not just yet…. returning the arm to hug you tighter placing another kiss on top of your head. 

“I love you (y/n)”

“I love you more Stephen Strange”

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AN: So someone asked for a part 2 to "The Calm Before The Storm" so here it is, though this can be read as a stand alone. Also planning on maybe updating "The Ultimatum" tomorrow but they gave us more work, so I'll see what I can do abt that. Anyways enjoy bitches.

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“Can you say mommy? Mommy?” Wanda says to little Tommy as she raised him into the air, meanwhile, Tommy was just giggling at her.

“No, say mama Tommy, mama. Come on kid, it’s much easier than mommy right? “ Y/N said as she passed by them with Billy perched on her hip, playing with a toy in his hands. “How about you, Billy? Can you say mama?” She said as she turned to the boy in her arms with a smile on her face.

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The Maximoff family were enjoying a day at the park. Billy and Tommy were sat in between their mothers with ice cream messily dripping down their hands and smeared across their faces.

“Look mama, Billy has a beard,” Tommy said with a giggle as he pointed at Billy’s face, which prompted him to try and lick it off, causing another round of giggles.

“Here let me, buddy,” Wanda said with an amused smile as she seemingly produced a napkin out of nowhere, though come to think of it, she might have.

“You’re one to laugh Tommy, you’ve got a beard too, little man” Y/N chuckled as she ruffled up his hair, only to earn a squeal of complaint.

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“MOMMY, MAMA WAKE UP IT’S CHRISTMAS” The boys yelled in sync as they repeatedly jumped on the foot of the bed.

“Alright, alright boys. Get off the bed and let your mother sleep in. You know how she is this early in the morning” Wanda teased playfully, earning a few giggled from the boys.

“Yeah, mama’s so grumpy,” Billy said in agreement

“And she moves so slow too” Tommy chimed in, mockingly saying the words slower than usual.

“And she acts like a zombie too” Billy added.

Finally having enough of the teasing, Y/N launched herself off the bed and tackled both the boys to the floor, pinning them down as her hands glided over their sides, causing a fit of laughter from them.

“Oh, so I’m slow huh?” Y/N said with a smirk on her face as she continued to tickle them.

Meanwhile, Wanda watched with a fond smile on her face as she leaned on the door.

“Mommy help please” The boys pleaded through their laughs.

Eventually, Wanda took hold of Y/N using her powers and lifted her off of the boys, and settled her on the bed.

“What do you say to a little revenge boys?”

The twins only looked at each other before launching themselves at the bed as they proceeded to tickle Y/N and exact their revenge.

“YOU’LL PAY FOR THAT MAXIMOFF” Y/N yelled at Wanda’s retreating form that was headed to the kitchen.

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“Mommy look at what mama made” the boys yelled from their backyard. Wanda set down the dish she was washing, drying her hands on the apron she wore while making her way over to them, her curiosity piqued. She looked over to them and saw the boys a few feet away from Y/N who was just finishing up with securing the rope to the tree.

“Y/N what in the world is this?”

“It’s a tire swing Wands, come on the boys love it already. Right, boys?” The boys nodded their heads excitedly in agreement.

“Are you sure that thing’s safe, darling?” Wanda asked skeptically.

“Well of course it is, honey. Here, I’ll even test it out myself.”

And with that, a determined Y/N sat on the swing before pushing off. It started small, but Y/N wanted to show her that it was more than safe so she pushed herself harder, using her feet to gather more momentum. This ended with her going higher and faster. The boys were watching from the sidelines amazed. Everything was going well, but only for a while. Because the next moment, a small snap came from the tree that the swing was hanging on to, though Y/N barely noticed, none of them did. Then another snap was heard, this time louder, and with that the branch snapped just as Y/N was swinging from the highest point, launching her into the air.

Her face was comical. Y/N could only squeeze her eyes shut, her knuckles white from the grip she had on the tire. As she prepared for the impact with the ground, she found that it never came. After a few more beats of silence, she opened her eyes only to be met with the grass an inch away from her face. Then she noticed the red mist that surrounded her whole body. She tore her gaze off of the ground and stared at Wanda, whose hands were extended forward, her eyes glowing a red hue. Slowly Y/N felt herself getting lowered and with that the red hue and red mist slowly disappeared.

“I don’t want to say I told you so, but…” Y/N’s only response was a pout.

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“They’ll never know what you sacrificed for them”

“It wouldn’t change how they see me”

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They’ve been through hell and back together. With the whole Multiverse of Madness fiasco that happened and with helping Strange with a few more problems. They all gained a family they never knew they needed, and Wanda was thankful for it. Both Strange and Loki helped her heal after what happened in Westview, even taking her to see a therapist. Strange even taught her a few meditative techniques and how to better control her powers.

It’s been 11 years since they first came together. 11 years since she’s lost them, since she lost her home. But she was getting them back, just like Strange said she would.

Currently, Wanda was in the living room of the New York Sanctum with Loki sat on one of the couches, keeping her company as she paced around, her nerves starting to take over.

With a soft sigh, Loki stood up and made his way over to her, grasping her by the shoulders as he made her look at him.

“Look at me. Everything is going to be alright. We’ve been working towards this for years, Wanda, you can’t back out now. Now, breath with me, that’s right in and out. There you go”

A few seconds passed by before a knock came from the door, making their heads turn towards it. The door opened up with Strange’s head peeking through.

“They’re here. You can make your way to the foyer and I’ll take them there to you”

“I’ll come with” And with that, both men left.

When they were gone, Wanda forced herself to take a few more deep breaths before making her way to the foyer. Her head was swimming with thoughts and doubts all the way there, her hands started to fidget together.

What if they don’t recognize her? What if Y/N didn’t want her anymore? What if they blamed her for everything?

Before her thoughts could spiral more, she realized that she was in the foyer already. She made her way over to the middle, directly in front of the stairs. She didn’t have to wait long before she heard footsteps making their way down the stairs.

Her eyes filled with tears as her boys came into her view. Once they saw her they hurriedly made their way down the stairs to her, with Tommy using his superspeed, Billy going as fast as he can. Wanda was immediately engulfed in their arms as tears fell on all their faces. At that moment, all of Wanda’s doubts faded away.

“I knew you’d save us,” Billy said, his voice muffled.

“I missed you boys so much,” She said, pressing kisses to the top of their heads.

Wanda pulled back to look at them, a hand on both their cheeks as she scanned her eyes over them. They look just like they did when she last saw them. When she finally looked up from them, her eye caught more people making their way over to her. At the forefront of the group was Y/N slightly behind her was Pietro, the real Pietro. He had a smirk on his face, his expression smug as can be.

“Didn’t see that coming” he said before bringing her into a bear hug.

“Move aside you, little shit. It’s my turn” Both Maximoff siblings chuckled before Pietro let go after one last squeeze.

“You’re too clingy Y/N” Pietro replied. Y/N only stuck her tongue out at him before turning her head to look at Wanda. She grasped her face in her hands, a smile on both their faces.

“It’s been too long, Wands”

“It has, hasn’t it?”

“Mmm, you’re still as beautiful as ever, babe,” Y/N said, causing Wanda to blush, a small laugh making its way out. Eventually, Y/N couldn’t take it anymore and surged forward, capturing Wanda’s lips in a kiss.

And finally, everything was right in the world. Everything was worth it, all the sleepless nights, all the sacrifices that have lead up to this point were worth it. Because she had them back, she had her family back.

She was finally home.

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