#Strangefrost

[loadingbones]

❄️✨ them

[zxcantdrawmen]

pov oomf told me to get on the bed in the Yggsgard map and pulled out the whip

im sry jeff who just wanted to see wat was up

[xia0ming56]

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!🎄🎉🎉🎉

I had 0 idea what to do this year so i kidnapped marvel rivals strange and made him play sexy santa :) uncensored vers below!

In case u were wondering yes that is lokis shadow 👀

[solid-white]

Stephen, annoyed: You're both nuisances.

Tony: Shit, I didn't catch any of that. Loki, did you hear any of that?

Loki: Midgardians' languages are difficult to decipher, I'm still attempting to learn the language 'little bitch.'

[goldenfantasyarts]

A fun crossover/au for a Kofi sketch comm. I expect you’ll see more of them like this.

Alastor as Doctor Strange and Lucifer as Loki

[manilovetumblerusernames]

Cleaned up these sketches :D

[hereliesvsobsessions]

@tinymintywolf

[gingersnappish]

A gift commissioned for @hux-loves-him by their husband! I had such a lovely time working on this pair of Loki/Strange pieces! I hope you both have a wonderful Valentine's Day!

[morgangalaxy43]

I love that Loki is charming but also so needy at the same time that he could easily be shipped with pretty much anyone

[somerandomlovelylady]

my bbgs ❤

[lilbitofmac]

FrostIronStrange Assassin’s Creed AU

Totally self-indulgent AU idea… mainly because I wanted to draw Tony as Ezio LMAO Anyway, here’s some of the stuff I’ve drawn for it! ♥️

[tales-of-magic-and-chaos]

Stephen be like :

[xenocorner]

Here's the concept for one of my Strange AUs :D This has been sitting on my WIPs for months now, and today I finally decided to get it out :']

Info dump of this AU ahead for anyone interested, because I need to get it out of my system orz close ups below too

In this a AU, Stephen is raised in Asgard after his home planet (not Earth) is destroyed during a terrible war. Here, Donna is his older sister instead, and she was one of the soldiers who fought and died in said war (the sword he carries was hers).

He was taken in by the Asgardian army when he was around 6, and was raised collectively by them as part of the ranks. He is trained as a swordsman and excels at it.

He meets both Thor and Loki at that young age, and he develops a very close friendship with Loki, both of them growing up together and getting in all kinds of trouble (although Stephen was usually the one to get them out of it). But not all is fun and games with this two, as Stephen also becomes the person Loki confides the most in and viceversa. As they grow, this often leads to Odin sending Stephen to look for Loki whenever the god disappears after a family fight.

He becomes one of the best swordsmen in the 9 realms, and takes command of the Asgardian army when his mentor, the Ancient One (a commander in this AU) dies in battle.

During a battle in which he was perhaps too careless and cocky, he is gravely injured and his hands are irreparably damaged, leaving him unable to wield a sword.

Stephen has incredibly deep self worth issues, and since he isn't Asgardian by birth and also feels incredible debt to Asgard for taking him in when he was all alone, he is always trying to prove himself of his worth to be called Asgardian. So when he is left useless as a swordsman, he goes into a really dark place. This leads him to study magic instead, trying to still be of use to the throne and able to protect Asgard. He pulls through, and with a similar journey of the MCU Stephen, becomes one of the most proficient sorcerers of Asgard. That along with his previously good reputation with Odin grants him the position of Head Sorcerer in the court.

Unfortunately, this comes at the cost of distancing himself from Loki, being too focused on proving himself since the loss of his hand function. Of course, the god is resentful of this. They go through some shit to salvage the friendship and maybe even make it evolve into something more, but I won't go into that now as this lore dump rambling is already way too long lmao.

Also, he may or may not be part of a race that uses music as magic to affect the world around them too, but that's just deeper lore stuff 👀

Close ups to the head shots because I just adore how much softer and elegant he looks with the wavy hair, tiara thing and earring orz I want to do a better render of him like this so bad-

Plus the full body on its own too :] I would've loved to polish it more but I've got more stuff to do and just needed to get it out of my WIPs already o(-(

[xia0ming56]

So,,, the Harvestman design huh?

Aka. I needed to get that out of my system + some cleaned up ship doodles (mostly ships ive read on ao3 when i was bored out of my mind)

[hayanwulf]

Stephen turns into a vampire after a fight with them and locks himself up in the Sanctum until Wong has to call in Loki to help him find a counter spell. Loki offers his blood when he learns Stephen is suffering.

Feed. Kill. Blood.

The thoughts clawed at his mind, digging their ugly sharp edges deep into his subconscious as he fought for control over his own body. His throat felt parched, his fangs itched with the desire to bite into succulent, living flesh and suck it dry. But all he could bite into was the pillow of his bed.

They were supposed to have found a solution two days ago. Yet here he was, starved and shivering by himself in the confines of his room, because he couldn’t bear the thought of having to hurt someone, or even take the precious, life-saving blood from a bank.

He had locked himself up in here for three days now — three entire days of eating nothing — and his control was slipping now, escaping his fingers like water as he struggled to keep an iron grip around it.

He had caught the scent of blood once, once this morning when Wong had come to check in on him, and he had immediately thrown himself at the other sorcerer with the reflex and speed of a vampire, nearly mauling his friend in a mindless frenzy. Thank the Vishanti the Cloak had swooped in, an equal match to his reflexes, allowing Wong just enough time to react and incapacitate his friend, Stephen’s feral mind too tactless to employ the strength of the Mystic Arts against his prey.

If the Cloak hadn’t been there to stop him, and he had attacked his friend..

The thought made his gut twist with disgust.

He was a danger to every living creature.

Piercing his fangs into the tasteless cotton of his pillow, Stephen screwed his eyes shut, wishing the sickening lust would go away, would stop tormenting his mind and body with an urge to hurt another human, to kill.

Stephen would rather hurt himself than ever allow himself to hurt another.

The door of his room suddenly creaked. Stephen’s eyes snapped open, his head whirling around with lightning speed as nostrils flared to swallow the sweet, divine smell of blood, his mind going haywire with the need to suppress his predatory instincts, to yell at Wong to go—

Except, it wasn’t Wong who stood at the doorframe.

It was Loki.

A growl vibrated at the back of Stephen’s throat, anger bubbling beneath his skin that Wong had involved Loki in this.

Green eyes swept over his form scrutinizingly, betraying no emotion.

“Leave,” Stephen snapped, control entirely frayed at its edges, hanging by thin silk threads as he summoned every last bit of willpower within him to not pounce at the Asgardian standing mere yards from him. “Now. And lock the door.”

Loki gave him a deadpan expression, taking one step forward so he was on this side of the door, and used his other leg to slam the door shut behind him.

The world paused.

Stephen quickly fumbled to sit upright on the bed, tugging the Cloak closer, requesting his relic to wrap all around him, constrain him as tightly as they could. And they did, responding to their Chosen’s request. “I told you to leave,” Stephen growled.

Loki simply smiled, sauntering closer to his bed as though he was strolling around in his own house. “And I ignored you.”

Frustration stirred within him, battling against the onslaught of heinous predatory thoughts. “Loki, this isn’t the time—”

“You are starving,” Loki stated matter-of-factly.

Blood ran cold in his veins as he realized why Loki was here. He slowly shook his head. “I’m not feeding from you.”

“So you’d rather torment yourself than take blood from someone willingly offering it?”

Stephen shook his head more fervently. “No, you don’t understand. I can’t control this. I won’t know how to stop, won’t know if I’m hurting you—”

In a quick series of movements, Loki climbed a leg up the bed, coming dangerously close to Stephen. His presence assaulted Stephen’s sharp senses, and he was able to smell the blood rushing just beneath that pale skin, could hear his heartbeat, how it was slightly slower than a human’s heart rate, could tell all the differences in his scent that easily gave away that he was not human. It called to Stephen, urged him to give himself to the abhorrent instincts clawing at his mind.

And then, to Stephen’s horror, with one caress of a cool hand over the fabric, Loki convinced the Cloak to let go.

His only restraint gone, Stephen fell a slave to his own instincts as he leapt towards Loki, fingernails growing into impossibly sharp beast claws in a fraction of a second, aiming straight for that throat with inhuman strength backing his assault—

Equally strong arms stopped his assault with lightning reflexes, and his back was pushed down on the bed as the Asgardian straddled him, restraining his arms with his own, intense green eyes glaring down at him. Stephen growled and struggled, trying to overpower the man who had him pinned down, but it was nothing compared to the godly strength restraining him.

“Do not dare think that I am a helpless prey to you, incapable of stopping you should I want to. I am a god, and neither the lack of a little blood nor a vampire’s strength and inebriating venom are enough to defeat me.”

Stephen stopped struggling, some clarity breaking into his frenzied mind as he registered Loki’s words, realized their exact situation, the way he was effortlessly pinned under the Asgardian. Understanding dawned on him, realizing exactly what Loki was doing here.

He was showing Stephen, rather than telling.

Loki’s grip on his arms eased a little as he continued, “You may feed from me because I am allowing you to feed from me, not because I am allowing you to hurt me. If it truly came to that, I am more than capable of stopping you from hurting me. So let go.”

With that, Loki lifted his iron grip from Stephen’s arms.

Stephen hoped the gratitude was visible in his eyes in the last moments of his lucidity and control.

And then he let go.

Fingers that had grown into claws assaulted the god towering over him, pinning him down on the bed with terrifying ease as Loki submitted. His thirsty eyes zeroed in on the pulsating vein on Loki’s neck, and he dove down, sharp long fangs piercing the cool skin until the sickeningly sweet taste of copper assaulted his senses, immediately soothing some of the feral part inside of him, but his hunger roared louder, wanting to be quenched.

Stephen hated the way it satisfied his mind and body, loathed the way he delighted in the taste of blood in his tongue. He knew he would hate himself later, for having left twin puncture marks on Loki’s neck, for having taken from the Asgardian.

But for now, he reveled in this feeling akin to one’s thirst being quenched after hours of not having drunk water.

Loki, for his part, simply wrapped his slender hands around Stephen’s form, displaying no signs of fight as he whispered a quiet reassurance into Stephen’s ear.

“That’s it. Take what you need.”

[goldenfantasyarts]

Basically you can combine them however you please! Not pictured is frost iron but it can be made! Link to etsy in comments 💖