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[dino-fart]

Hi!! How are you??🙈❤

I've thought of a little idea, it's nothing very detailed, but I hope it's enough for my request and for you to work with it.

Well, I was thinking maybe you could write something about 616 Stephen, married to the reader and twin girls, and maybe some romantic moments with his wife. As perhaps it's obvious by now, I have a soft spot for Dad Stephen being cute and even childish towards his children.

@azu21

u got it babe!

You sat down on the picnic blanket while your twin daughters ran around the meadow. You laughed softly at how they played and how they smiled. It warmed your heart.

"I'm glad the girls had a head start." You heard your wonderful husband say. You watched him sit next to you. "Cloak, make sure they're safe." He removed the cloak and it floated toward the girls.

"They'll be fine, darling." You reassured.

"Better safe than sorry, now, I do believe my wife needs to be attended to," Stephen smirked and cupped your face. He kissed you passionately and pulled back to pin you on the blanket.

You giggle softly and wrap your arms around him. Stephen continued his kisses and roamed his hands over your curves. "Stephen...Love...The girls..." You moaned and arched your back when he nipped along your neck.

"Cloak will shield their eyes." Stephen purred and ran his tongue along your neck.

"Oh, Stephen...Darling, we really shouldn't." You gasped softly.

Stephen pulled back and pulled you onto his lap. "You're right darling, sorry, I've just missed you."

"I know and trust me when I say I would love nothing more than for you to make love to me right here. But not when our daughters will most likely see."

"Then as soon as we are done here, I will have Wong take them home so I can ravish you here~" Stephen cooed. You bit your lips and ran your fingers through his hair. "Careful, darling," Stephen smirked.

"Daddy!!" You both turned to see the twins practically tackling you both. You both laughed and you hugged Isabel while Stephen hugged Anna.

"Daddy, daddy, can you show us some magic?" Anna asked.

"Well, when you ask like that how dare I refuse?" Stephen chuckled and stood up. Stephen, Isabel, and Anna walked to the middle of the meadow and Stephen performed some spells for them.

You watched from a distance and smiled widely, those three were your heart and soul.

[vickiee-mcmuffin]

Hii!!!

First of all Happy Birthday!!!❤🎉 I hope you had a wonderful day.

I don't know if my congratulations arrive on time, what I do know is that it's from the bottom of my heart. Better late than never😂

Second, I'm glad you're back, you're one of my favorite writers and I really enjoy what you write.

Send u a lot of love❤🌹

Thank you, it means a lot. And it did arrive on time lol. It’s currently 23:30pm where I am. So 30 minutes left until my birthday is over 😂😂

[ironstrange1991]

The Goatee Problem

Pairing: Doctor!Strange x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 0,600k

Warnings: None, just fluff.

A/N: This is just a small blurb I came up with instead of finishing my Defender smut. Didn't want to end the month with nothing so I am posting this. Hope you guys like it and have a short but very nice reading.

"Believe me, you don't want to see this"

Stephen's voice sounded a bit shaky and nervous and his insistence that you do not go into the bathroom had you worried.

"Stephen, just tell me what happened. Are you hurt?"

You tried again to open the door and this time he didn't try to stop you from entering.

He was standing by the sink, but he turned his face so you couldn't see him in the mirror's reflection. You walked over hugging him from behind and he sighed "My hands... are shaking more than usual today... I shouldn't have tried..."

He turned to you, his face still smeared with shaving foam, but the goatee you were so used to was gone. "I had no alternative but..."

"Oh..." Was all you managed to say before bursting out laughing. Stephen frowned slightly offended.

"That's why I didn't want you to see me like this" He said pulling the towel from his shoulder and wiping his face.

He was gorgeous. Of course it was weird to see him without the goatee, but he was still handsome without it.

"I am not laughing at how you look, but at all the drama you are making."

You caressed his strangely smooth face, your index finger tracing around his lips and down to his chin. Stephen's skin was extremely soft.

"I've had my goatee for years, I don't even recognize myself without it."

You nodded, still distracted by how much the sight of Stephen in that different way was messing with you. "Well, I can't complain, you're still as hot as ever"

His face flushed with your compliment which made the whole situation even cuter. You pulled him to your lips and the feel of his smooth skin was different and interesting at the same time. He seemed taken aback by the intensity of your kiss and he was the one who broke the kiss to breathe.

"Don't get me wrong, Steph. I want the goatee back and you're going to have to put up with Wong and America's jokes for a month, but it's not all bad"

He didn't seem to understand where there could be a bright side to that tragedy and you made sure to make that clear when you kissed him again and continued to kiss the corner of his lips, running your lips up his cheeks  until you reached his ear and licked his earlobe with the tip of your tongue before whispering "I'm sure it will feel very interesting between my legs"

He glanced at you completely intrigued as you pulled away and walked towards the bedroom.

"Did you like it then?" He asked still unsure.

You chuckled "Yes I did. Besides I'm sure in another universe there must be a version of you without the goatee."

He took a good look in the mirror and shook his head as if trying to encourage himself. "You're right, it isn't so bad."

"Don't get too excited tiger, I want my goatee back as soon as possible or you'll be sleeping on the couch." You warned.

“How do I face Wong and America now?” He asked, his voice sounding completely mortified “Shit, can’t let Stark see me like this.”

“Good lucky with that.” You said laughing while leaving the room.

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[leighsartworks216]

Hi!! If you’re still doing the kiss prompts, I was thinking that 5 (morning kisses) and 33 (hushed conversations between kisses) would be a really good pairing :)!!! Personally I’d love to see a nb character but whatever you prefer :)

Requested by @azu21:

“Hii! How are u? For the request, could yo do kisses 16 and 29, nothing sexual, just pure fluff🙈💞”

5 - Morning kisses; 33 - Hushed conversation in-between kisses; 16 - Nose kisses; 29 - Giggling while kissing

Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Didn't go into this intending to combine both requests, but as I kept writing I was like wait this is perfect. And voila

Warnings: sex mention, talk about how you smell (/pos)

Word Count: 705

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Astarion buried his head further into your pillow. You'd gotten up a while ago and hadn't returned, and he was using this time to indulge.

Astarion had never slept in. He'd never had the freedom to, and by all means being an elf didn't help either. But more recently he'd taken up sleeping. Proper sleep. Not four hours of meditation; closing his eyes and allowing his subconscious to form dreams and carry him on a story through the night. He quite liked it, actually. Aside from the nightmares that cropped up (fewer and fewer with each passing week), he dreamt of bloodbaths and picking intricate locks with ease, designing clothing, and he especially dreamt of you. When he curled around you each night, nose pressed to your neck or ear pressed to your chest, your scent influenced just how lovely his dreams would be.

Even now, he simply could not get enough of you. The smell of your soap lingered on the sheets he pulled up around his neck. The fragrance of the oils you used in your hair stuck to the pillow. It was addicting, truly. He could idle the whole day away basking in your essence.

His ears twitched as he heard light footsteps enter the room. He tracked their movement as they padded across the floor to the bed, and listened attentively as a pair of slippers were left on the floor. Warm fingers carded through his hair, nearly drawing a purr from him as they scratched down to the nape of his neck.

“Can I have my pillow back, Star?”

He turned his head to the side and peeked up at his beloved with one eye. His smirk was evident by the way it pushed his cheek, leaving creases at the edge of his lips. “Perhaps.”

You chuckled. The morning birds could never sing as sweet a melody as your joy did. “Do you want cuddles or not?”

He sighed dramatically, but let up. He rolled over toward his side of the bed and released your pillow from his grasp. You positioned it back where you wanted it and opened the covers, before slipping inside. He immediately pressed himself into your side, with hardly any time for you to get settled. You laughed despite it, continuing to shift even as he endeavored to keep you in place.

Finally, you were able to turn onto your side, facing him, and settle into bed once more.

You both look at each other quietly for a moment. It wasn’t uncomfortable or unsettling, as extended eye contact with others usually was. Rather, the softened gaze of lovers studying their beloved’s face, etching each line and freckle into their memories.

You brush the back of your fingers along his cheek. He sighs and leans into your caress. Soon enough, your fingertips glide along his ear (sending a chill down his spine) and tangle in his curls, messy from sleep. He trails his own hand along your hip and waist, before it finds its place at the small of your back, where his thumb traces odd shapes through your clothes.

He is the first to lean forward and kiss you. It’s a soft kiss. Fragile, as though anything more would shatter the peace of the morning. It’s over much too soon, but he doesn’t stray far.

“There’s going to be a night market later,” you inform him in a whisper. You kiss his lips again, briefly. Even such quick contact makes your heart jump in your chest. You smile. “We can visit it real quick. Wander the streets.”

He hums with a teasing grin. “Find somewhere quiet. Sex under the stars.” He kisses you again even as you laugh.

“I was thinking more along the lines of ‘get up to mischief, pickpocket some drunkards.’”

“Darling, honestly, you’re worse than me.”

“Not possible.” You kiss him again, both of your stupid smiles making it rather clumsy. When you pull away, you lean up to kiss the bridge of his nose. “But how does that sound? Sleep and laze around all day, paint the town red at night?”

He kisses the tip of your nose. “It sounds wonderful, my sweet. How could I possibly refuse a night of debauchery?”

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It’s the little things 🤍

This is part 9!!

Catch up HERE!! :)

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Warnings: cursing, angst, a mental breakdown, some fluff in the end, mentions of being in the hospital, mentions of mental health/SA

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Your eyes opened and you stretched, feeling the wrinkles in your bedsheets. Wait- your bedsheets…they weren’t this soft? Sitting up, you realized you were in Simon’s room.

Quickly, panic set in as you frantically looked around for him, cooing his name, hoping he was just hiding and playing a trick on you.

But one question still loomed in the back of your head: how the hell did you end up here?! “Yeah? You okay?”

You felt your breath catch in your throat. That voice…it was…”Simon?” Slowly turning, you were met with your Simon. He was leaning against the doorframe of his bathroom in his famous sweatpants, the steam from the shower still fresh on his chest. The crushing feeling in your chest was numbing, your ears ringing. “Is it really you?”

“Of course it is? What’re you on about?” He chuckled a little as he adjusted his posture.

Quickly you realized he must not remember anything. “Yeah, I’m sorry. I had a weird dream.” You laughed it off as you took the sight of him in again.

Drinking in his presence, you felt tears prick your eyes. “Oh hey, darling no.” He quickly approached you as he saw the glisten in your eyes begin to form. His arms swooped around you as he pulled you into him. “Shh…whatever dream you had wasn’t real. I’m here, you’re okay.” His voice was soothing and gentle, a tone saved only for you.

“I know, I’m sorry.” You wiped your tears and couldn’t help but laugh at yourself. “It was a stupid dream.”

“Whatever it was, is gone. And don’t apologize to me, we’ve been over this. You don’t have to be afraid to feel your emotions, this is a safe space doll.” Simon walked to go grab some clothes, throwing them to you. “Throw these on and we can go meet Johnny for training.”

JOHNNY!

Dropping the clothes to the floor, you make a break for the door, needing to be sure that all of the boys were back to themselves. Oh your Johnny, you needed him right now.

Your hand landed on the doorknob and it wouldn’t turn. “How do you unlock this Simon? Is your door broken?”

Looking up, Simon was now gone, nowhere to be found and nowhere he could’ve went. “No…Simon?!” Your voice echoed. “Nonononono….”

Trying the door again, it still wouldn’t budge. You felt yourself collapse to the ground, defeated.

A gasp left your mouth as you woke up and sat up quickly. It was all a dream… You slammed back down into your pillows as you ran your hands over your face. “Fuck!” It came out louder than you thought, resulting in you to sit right back up and look over at the little playpen that held Simon.

He grunted at you, almost to say ‘watch your language’. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up honey.”

Walking over, you pick him and bring him back to your bed to snuggle with you, the only form of comfort you both have right now.

Simon was your sword, always ready to protect you with such a feral and vicious tactic. He swore to you years ago that he’d do whatever it took to keep you safe, always ready to go to bat for you.

The other side to Simon was soft and tender, always gentle with you when you were fragile, handling you with caution and care. But that came with a sharper side than his protective nature. That tenderness was only behind closed doors. As soon as you were in the eyes of your coworkers, he wasn’t one to step up to give you that affection you craved from him.

Hence, he was a double edged sword.

But you were always willing to feel the rath in order to get the soul that was deep inside of him. Simon was always there for you, even in the darkest of times. There were many nights that you’d spent in his room, the only reason being you both needed the company.

You both found refuge in the other. Simon gave you a safe place, a shoulder to cry on. He gave you the love and support you needed from your team. Simon knew well how Price treated you and when he failed to pick you up, Simon stepped up to help put the pieces back together of a person he didn’t break.

Simon was well aware that a Captain should be someone their soldiers find safety in, solice in. Captains are meant to not only push, but also help their soldiers. They are not meant to degrade them and make them crumble, leaving someone else to pick up the mess. You couldn’t find comfort in the man you were supposed to receive it from, so Simon made it his life’s mission to fill that void.

Your knuckles rapped on the door. It was nearly 4 am, and you had only been home a week since your last mission and someone you’d ended up at Room 256 every night since your feet landed on base.

Simon answered the door, his mask on. “It’s you.” He sighs in relief. “Get in here, you’ll freeze in that.”

You were in shorts and a compression shirt, the only clean clothes you owned at the moment. This mission had caused you to fall into a deep depression, and Simon knew the reason all too well, he saw the papers. When you told him, his heart broke twice as much as when he read it, and it felt like he was finding out for the first time all over again.

“Here, please.” Simon removed his mask and threw you a hoodie all too large for you. “Please…” He was begging you to take care of yourself despite what happened.

Throwing the hoodie over your dishelved frame, you looked at him and held your arms out. “Happy?”

“No. I’m not.” Your joke had gone serious now. “I can’t keep watching you do this to yourself. What happened in Dubai is horrible, and I won’t stop until you get justice, but please.” His voice was quiet on the ‘please’. “I am begging you. You have to take care of yourself. I can’t stand to watch you sit alone and pick at your food during dinners. I can’t let you go another day in training without water. It’s breaking me to see you turn into a shell of the girl I love.”

Somewhere in that, his hands had ended up on your arms, holding them. “If not for yourself, for me. I need you here Y/N. If you leave me, I won’t know what to do.”

You began to cry softly at his words and he quickly began to shush you, bringing you into his chest. “No man will ever touch you like that again. I promise.”

He promised.

And yet here you were laying in a hospital bed recovering from wounds a man inflicted. Looking down at Simon, he was staring up at you with teary eyes. He pointed to his blocks, and you groaned as you reached to your side table to grab them.

Sitting him down in front of you, you sprawled the blocks out on the bed. “Go ahead Si.”

He sniffled a little as he grabbed an ‘S’. “You?”

He grunts. “What about you honey?” He lets out a little cry and it breaks your heart. It seems as if he’s having a hard time with this, even at his little age. “It’s okay, you don’t have-“

A little ‘b’ and little ‘p’ land in your lap as he puts his hands on your knee. “Si, it’s not your fault.” He grunts at you. “You didn’t break your promise. There wasn’t anything you could do.” He takes the blocks from you and hands you a heart block, and the ‘S’ block. “I know you’re sorry, but it’s not your fault. It’s mine.” He grunts, handing you a ‘P’ block. “Price?”

He grunts. “It’s his fault? How?” Simon lets out another little cry and you fight the urge to pick him up and shush him. His eyes scan the little letters as he picks up the letter ‘t’. “Tia? She doesn’t have anything to do with what Snyder did.��

Simon sighs and hands you an ‘e’. “E?” You look at him confused. “I’m going to need more.” You watch hun search around until he hands you an ‘l’. “LE? Left early? I know he did.”

He grunts, putting his little hands on the ‘P’ and ‘t’ blocks. “He left early because of her? Did something happen with you boys?”

He grunts and you set the blocks he gave you down. He hands you a little ‘S’. “You?” Silence. “Soap?” He grunts.

“What happened to Johnny?” Panic settled into your bones, your mind racing through possibilities.

Simon hands you three numbered blocks: 3,7,2. “Is this a room number?”

Simon grunts. Running through possibilities, you knew it wasn’t his barracks room. “Is it a hotel?” Nothing. “Apartment?” Nothing.

“Simon…what happened?” Simon hands you an ‘H’.

“House?” Silence. “Oh God…no. Is it a hospital room?!

Simon grunts, and when he does, your whole world begins to spin. You didn’t even hear Laswell come in. She enters the room and Simon turns and begins to crawl to her, making little worried babbles. “Hey, what’s going on?” She swoops him up and comes to sit by you. “Y/N, look at me. You’re okay, what’s going on?”

Your eyes meet and the words leave your lips too fast. “We need to go to room 372. Now. Please!”

Laswell looks at you like you’re crazy, until Simon hands her the ‘S’ block. “It’s Johnny.” You cry. She sighs and looks at you.

“I can go check with the-“

“No! We need to go now! I need to make sure my boy is okay.” You we’re frantic to see Johnny and make sure he was alive and well. If the room was empty or filled with another patient, you could rest. “Please…”

Laswell eventually gave in and took Simon on her hip, her other arm wrapped up in yours to help give you some walking support.

You both made your way to the third floor and followed the signs to Room 372. Turning the corner, you asked Laswell to let you go alone, and she reluctantly stayed a few doors down. When you began to enter the doorframe, you saw Price and your heart dropped.

His arms were wrapped around Tia. One was around her waist, the other underneath her chin leading her into a kiss. “The fuck?!”

The both snapped to attention at the sound of your voice and you watched Price’s eyes widen in fear at the sight of you. “What’re you doing here?” His breathing quickened as he saw you hooked up to a rolling IV and in a hospital gown. “What happened?! You’re not supposed to be home until tomorrow. I-“

“Enough. What the fuck is going on here?” Your voice was firm, trying to hold back the tears that burnt your ducts, begging to break free.

“It’s not what it looks like, I promise.” Tia spoke up and you looked at her appalled. “Please let me explain-“

“No! What else could this be except that you were cheating?” Your eyes met Price’s again and his were filled with horror, fear, heartbreak, and sadness. “To think I trusted you.”

Before you were about to go walk away, a whine hit your ears and you looked back over your shoulder to see Johnny on the hospital bed with Gaz. Johnny had a little oxygen tube in his nose. Gaz was mindlessly playing with airplanes. Your eyes widened, Simon was right. “What is he doing here?!” You walked over to the bed, limping and barely moving.

Price reached out to help you but you shoved him off of you. “What happened to you?” You brushed your hand over his head, shushing his crying. He was trying to grab at you, seemingly wanting to come with you.

“He’s about to get discharged, he had a weird episode in his sleep and stopped breathing. Tia rushed him here and called me. I-“

“That’s enough.” I sigh as I look to Tia. “As mad as I am at you, thank you.”

She shyly smiles, chewing on her bottom lip. “I didn’t know what else to do.”

“Did you put him under an alias?” I ask.

She nods. “Kian Price, John’s nephew. Just like you told me to.”

You were livid with her right now, barely able to look at her. “You did good.” You say. “Can he come with me?”

“No, he has to be under supervision. They said he has some sort of sleeping disorder that causes babies to hold their breath in their sleep when stressed. In your state-“

“In my state?!” You stumble to your feet. “I’m perfectly capable to take care of him. At least I didn’t forget a kid!”

Price looked at you confused. “You really don’t know?” You scoffed. “You left Simon in your room. Laswell found him with a pink bra on his face.” His face dropped.

“I can explain. Tia and I were in such a rush and got busy and distracted and-“

“I don’t wanna hear it Price.” The use of his last name made his eyes go wide. “Once I’m discharged, we’re figuring out custody of these boys and we’re not speaking again.”

“Y/N-“ He tried to grab onto you, but you pulled away, causing you to knock into Tia as you both tumbled to the floor. You cried out in pain as Laswell came bounding around the corner.

You watched in slow motion as Price reached for Tia, picking her up and holding her to ask if she was okay. Laswell helped you to your feet, calling for a nurse. Your eyes couldn’t leave the sight in front of you.

The way their eyes met, the way they held each other.

His gaze didn’t even spare you a passing glance.

Laswell and a nurse began to walk you back to your room as you watched Price and Tia dissapear from your line of sight.

No sound was hitting your ears, time moved in slow motion as the weight of the situation fell on you.

The next few days were a blur, you had been discharged and told to attend physical therapy to regain your strength. You were sitting in your room alone, staring at the empty space where the playpen used to sit. Price had Soap and Gaz still and Laswell had taken Simon to let you heal, but little did she know Simon would help you heal.

You had been alone for almost a week, not even leaving the confines of your walls. You didn’t dare to run the risk of running into anyone. You’d perfer to be a hermit.

Therapy had called you multiple times wondering why you weren’t there and stressed the importance of attendance, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it.

You really couldn’t do much of anything. In such a state of heartbreak that you couldn’t even move from your place on the floor leaned against the foot of your bed.

You had lost everything, your boys, the love of your life, even Laswell has yet to talk to you since your discharge. For the first time since you joined this team, you were on your own…and you were failing yourself.

You’d always had someone to help you, stand by your side during hard times. Not this time, it was all you and you didn’t know what to do.

Without Simon’s comforting arms or Johnny’s smile. Without Simon’s soothing voice, ears empty of Johnny’s laugh. Lacking the strength of your sword and shield.

You remembered the day they found out about the incident in Dubai, the man who had assaulted you.

Simon, Johnny and yourself were all hanging out in the common area when Johnny surprised you and jumped you, planting himself over you as he played his usually prank on you and tickled you. He knew how much you hated it and loved to watch you squirm under him as you laughed.

This time, you screamed, you froze and stared up at him in fear. He immediately held his hands up and froze himself.

It didn’t take long for you to bolt to your room, locking the door behind you.

The two men were close on your heels as the softly knocked on the door, quietly begging you to let them in, not only to your room but your head.

“Tell us what happened out there Y/N, please.” Johnny begged you through the door, worried about you.

Simon coaxed you into opening up and they stepped into your room, Simon shutting the door slowly as to not spook you. “Hey doll, you okay?”

As soon as ‘doll’ fell from Simon’s mouth, you spilled. The words were flying through your lips before you could even comprehend what you were saying.

Every little detail of what had happened hit their ears. Simon knew from the papers hitting his desk, but he felt his heart break twice as hard hearing it from you.

The way your eyes shrunched or you looked at the ceiling to prevent tears from falling. He noticed your expressions and body language and he realized just how much damage this had caused. The papers he read didn’t do you justice, downplaying the situation tenfold.

As soon as you finished, you took in a big breath and began to sob as the flood gates broke open. Johnny was the first to swoop you into his arms and began swearing up and down that he’ll kill anyone that even thinks about touching you like that. He swore to be your shield, to protect you from any harms the world may threaten you with. “You let me take the pain okay? You let me handle the problem, you let me hurt.”

Simon swore to be your sword, vowing to stop anything before it can hit you. He’ll fight for you and always be right by your side. While Johnny would deflect any dangers that come to you, Simon would kill them off before you would notice the imminent threat. “I will always be here for you, always be in your side and fight not only for you but with you. If anyone’s giving you a hard time, send them to me. I will forever swear to protect you and help you trudge through the waters when they get rocky.”

Since that day, they were like guard dogs. They never let you be alone. You all spent more time in the others rooms than your own rooms. Simon would be quick on the jump to defend you in even the littlest situations, and Johnny was always there when you needed him in and out of the field. He’d cover you in enemy fire so you could get out before him, or he’d pull you away when Price came into a room to avoid a fight between you two.

Now here you are, needing them more than ever and you can’t have their comfort.

You lift your head from your knees as you hear your door creak open slightly. A little grunt enters the air, the door openly a little more. You had cursed yourself for not shutting it all the way, or locking it.

A little Simon crawls into your view, plopping onto his butt as soon as he gets past the doorframe. He stares at you and doesn’t move or make any noise, almost letting you come to him when you were ready.

And you did. You leaned forward to pick him up and held him close to you. His head fell into the crook of your neck and his little arms tried to wrap around you.

You squeezed him tight, but safely as to not hurt his little frame. He let out a deep breath, as if he felt relieved to finally be here for you.

After a couple minutes, you expected Laswell to follow by the thuds coming down the hall towards your room, but they became erratic, followed by giggles and excited babbles.

You stood up and opened your door to peak into the hallway to see a dopey smiling Soap. He huffed excitedly and noisily crawled over to your feet, sitting down and making grabby hands at you.

You picked him up and placed him on your other hip, taking both boys back into your room and sitting on your bed.

They both laid on your chest as you slightly leaned back. Simon was nuzzled into your shoulder like before, and Soap was sitting up by your hip babbling at you like he was telling you a story.

You gave him little “yeah?” “really??” “no she didn’t!” and other comments to keep him going. He got so excited when you reacted, his little arms flailing or his baby talk getting louder, or he’d breath quickly in excitement.

You three sat like that for a better part of 2 hours before you finally laid back and fell asleep.

What you didn’t see was Johnny crawl up to you when he noticed your eyes close and cozy up to your side and drift off himself.

It amazed you that even as babies, your boys came to you. They’re natural instinct telling them you needed their comfort, their help.

Although it didn’t bring the same feeling as when they’re adults, you couldn’t help but feel some warmth begin to radiate inside of you having them to help you heal emotionally and physically.

And you couldn’t be more grateful for that.

[tragedybunny]

Stitches in Time

༺Summary༻

A triple drabble reflecting on Astarion and Serafina's relationship

༺Pairing༻ Astarion x Serafina (Female Tav/OC)

༺Warnings / Tags༻ Angst , Hurt no comfort

༺Word Count༻ 300

༺A/N༻ I went into a trance a wrote this between DnD combat rounds. I don't know what it is. Silly probably.

He's 239 years old, he's sewing Serafina's shirt in a tent after a battle. A wound that wasn't serious but caused his stomach to drop anyway. A feeling he doesn't know what to do with yet. 

He's 241 years old, and he's hastily repairing the lace on his cuff. If Sera finds out it tore an hour before the wedding, she'll have a nervous fit. 

He's 242 years old, and he's working in secret while Sera sleeps. Her favorite dress no longer fits around the growing bump they've named Estelle. 

He's 247 years old, and he's sewing the eye back on a stuffed bear while somehow also comforting the crying girl in his lap. Her every tear is a knife in his heart, and he'd do anything to soothe her. 

He's 267 years old, and he's stitching a wound shut on Estelle's pale skin. “I won't tell your mother if you promise to stop living like this,” he warns the ambitious little criminal. 

He's 278 years old, and he's working elaborate beading onto a dress in the morning light, while he and Sera chat. Tomorrow he'll surprise his little girl for her birthday. She's come so far, a magistrate herself,with political ambition. 

He's 295 years old, and he's sewing a tiny little dress. A grandchild, him, did the gods take leave of their senses one day. The thought makes him giddy. 

He's 359 years old, and he's embroidering violets into a handkerchief, a futile gesture, something pretty to catch the blood. She's far too young and no one knows why, damage from the tadpole they guess with haunted looks. 

He's 361 years old, and he's stitching black lace onto diaphanous fabric. The last gift he'll ever give her. One she'll take with her into the cold, dark ground tomorrow.

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[strangelockd]

A Relieving Light (Preview)

Pairing: Sinister Strange X Fem Reader

Synopsis: Waking in a world that is not your own, you see a man before you that looks oddly like the man you once loved.

A/N: This is kinda proofread and not complete yet. It honestly feels like garbage. But I couldn’t help but post a bit of it. Ive missed writing for this dark prince ❤️

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The air was thick inside the grand bedroom as he slowly placed his scarred hands behind his back; scars that reflected his foolish past. Stroking the calloused lines of his hands Sinister couldn’t help but be lost in thought. His tired eyes bounced between the storm raging outside, and the beautiful maiden now sleeping peacefully in his bed. Passed out from the stress and toll of the day before, you were a intriguing creature to say the least. Part of his mind thought between sending you back, but there was something greater that begged him to have you stay.

Perhaps it’s a sudden burning desire to be near someone again? Oh no, it couldn’t be that…for the many years of being alone have not been kind to Stephen. Not that it wasn’t partially due to his own life choices. But with the years of being the only soul left in his world, Stephen Strange was suddenly thinking a million things at once. The natural instinct was to always keep your guard up.

Sinister didn’t know how you found his haunted house, all he could recall was suddenly seeing a flash of white and then black. Next thing he knew he heard a loud crash coming from the main room; his natural response was in no doubt be on the defense. For the creatures that lurk in his mind were something far more to fear in his eyes compared to a simple woman. Hearing a soft groan Sinister shifted his head suddenly in your direction as he watched you finally stir awake.

Rubbing your eyes things slowly shifted into focus, including the tall man before you. Stepping forward taking a seat at the foot of the bed his eyes never left you. Making a simple gesture of his hand he ignited the many candles surrounding the dimly lit room. There before you wasn’t the Stephen Strange you thought, but a much more different variant.

For his eyes still captured the same spirit as the man you once loved. But as your eyes slowly trailed down to take in his features you couldn’t help but notice the slight hollowness of his cheeks accompanied by a longer more disheveled goatee. The ravenous colored threads cradled his handsome features that in turn gave an air of elegance about him.

Something about this Stephen felt…different.

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Fluffy Sinister Strange Playlist

Sinister Strange x Reader

Songs that are either referenced directly in my Fluffy Sinister Strange series, or make think of our naughty & sweet spooky boy.

I wanted to give a little snippet of some of the songs I picked for this playlist. So I've included the song title, artist, & a few lines that I feel fit the story. There are more that aren't listed here. These are just my personal faves.

"Rescue Me" by: Chris Young

This one is one pretty much all of my Marvel playlists.

"Who is gonna rescue me? Cause it sure feels krytonite how you got me on one knee with my hand out begging for mercy. What's a happy ending if I can't get the girl? What's it matter if I save the world? If you don't promise me, before you take this ring & rescue me."

"I Wish I Was The Moon" by: Neko Case

This one is for Stephen before you fell into his universe.

"Last night I dreamt I had forgotten my name. Cause I had sold my soul, but I awoke just the same. I'm so lonely. I wish I was the moon tonight."

"A Thousand Years" by: Christina Perri

I can't hear this song without bursting into tears. It's like a Disney fairytale.

"I have died every day waiting for you. Darling, don't be afraid. I have loved you for a thousand years. I'll love you for a thousand more."

"Feel Again" by: JLV

"Been so long that maybe I forgot how to love. I've been running. I've been running. Somehow, you reminded me with only a touch. Make me wanna feel it again."

"At Last" by: Etta James

I firmly believe this song is overused, but it still fits very well here.

"You smiled. Oh, & then the spell was cast. Here we are in heaven. For you are mine at last."

"Ablaze" by: Alanis Morrisette

This one is for little Donna from her parents.

"To my girl, all your innocence & fire. When you reach out, I am here hell or high water. This nest is never going away. My mission is to keep the light in your eyes ablaze."

"Ain't Nothing 'Bout You" by: Brooks & Dunn

"Once I thought that love was something I could never do. Never knew that I could feel this much. But this yearning in the deep part of my heart for you is more than a reaction to your touch. It's a perfect passion, & I can't get enough."

Songs directly referenced in stories & moodboards:

"In A Different Light" by: Doug Stone

"Spooky" by: Classics IV

"Can't Help Falling In Love With You" by: Elvis Presley

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[theshimadaslovers]

IBA - INSPIRED BY ART

(HANZO X FEM!YOU)

I Care About Him

(IBA from: @azu21 - Thank you darling for the idea, I hope you like it! ~)

Summary:You're a new agent of overwatch, it has been good five months since you arrived, picked by finger by the only ones Jack Morrison and Vivian Soujourn. With the time, you notice a man that is always walking with Genji, but far away from him... He was lonely and quite. It bothers you, you knew something.

(artist: couldn't find it, sorry :-:)

*Ana Amari is sitting in her desk in her room, reading some old papers about the null sector and Talon, she heard a knock, without taking her attention, she said... *

Ana- Come in...

You *slowly open* Ana...? Are you busy?

Ana- *Look at you and smile* Hi, darling, how are you? Come! Tak a sit, I'm just reading some old files.

You - Okay... *go to her desk sitting in front of her* I want to ask you about this man... The one who always walk with Genji.

Ana- Hanzo? *chuckles* Why you don't talk to him?

You- I want to, you know that I want to know everyone better in overwatch...

Ana- But?

You- He seems... Not really social...?

Ana- *sighs* He pass through hard times. He's a gentle man, smart and talented, but... Is very hard for him to get together with the rest.

You - Is that because of something?

Ana- You know why Genji is half robot?

You- No...

Ana- Hanzo was forced to do that with him, manipulated. They're brothers, y/n.

You- Wha...?! *suprised* He...! He did that with his own brother?!

Ana- Forced to. Genji forgive him, but Hanzo still needs to forgive himself. Imagine, have to grown up only obeying, no mother and no childhood, only to be the next Shimada's leader, have your own father murdered and later, be forced to kill your own brother. Genji told us his story, we embrace Hanzo here to he understand that he can be forgive.

You- Oh... That's why he is always with Genji.

Ana- He is a broken man, y/n, we can't imagine his pain and still lives on the past. You should try to talk to him.

You- Something about him makes me care about... I... Feel something so sad about him.

Ana- *chuckles* You really have the gift, don't you?

*Later in the corridor, you were walking to find Jack about the new mission that would be in a few weeks. You spot Hanzo coming in your direction in small steps while reading something in a digital tablet, he pass by you and you turn around*

You- Hi, Hanzo!

Hanzo- Hm? *He turned surprised* Oh, hello... Can I help you?

You- Just want to ask how are you doing *smirk*

Hanzo- I'm good... Thank you *he seems a little confused* You... Are the new agent, right?

You- Yeah, it's me. By the way, have you seen Jack somewhere? I can't find him, i need to ask something about the mission.

Hanzo- I can try to help you...

You- He didn't told me with who I'm going to be with, my duo.

Hanzo- Ah... It's actually me.

You- What? Really? *chuckles* Lucky me! ~ thanks! See you later! *you turn around walking away*

Hanzo- Lucky...? *smirk*

Genji- Brother! *appears at the corridor walking in his direction* Do you know you're duo?

Hanzo- Yes, I just talk to her, actually.

Genji- Heeer... ~ Hmmm hehehe! *Give him a slap on his arm* I know who is it!

Hanzo- *smile* You check the files again, don't you?

Genji- No, Ana told me earlier. Didn't need to. So! Y/n, right?

Hanzo- Yes.

Genji- You lucky bastard! *laughs* She's the nicest.

Hanzo- She looks to young...

Genji- What?

Hanzo- I don't know if I can get along with such a young girl.

Genji- Young... How young you think she's?

Hanzo- Like... 17?

Genji- *laughs* She have my age!

Hanzo- What?! She looks so... 16 or 17.

Genji- Don't be nervous in stay around her, she's nice, smart, mature... Pretty and sexy...

Hanzo- *sighs*... Genji, I'm not going to date anyone. Or fall in love.

Genji- You suck.

*At the reunion room*

Jack- *walking in front of a huge screen* Everybody read the file, I believe. We detect a signal not far away, from Null Sector, is coming from the north, we believe that they may having a hidden base somewhere, we'll let 5 duos in the territory to find where this signal is coming from. The rest of us will be in touch far and near...

Soujourn - Is not the first time that we detect this signal from the north... We need to act now and figure it out.

Cass- Captain, today I have a mission with the Shimada's bros here in five hours, is there any update?

Soujourn- It will be sent it to your system's in a few minutes.

Hanzo- It has being sent it... *reading the file on the tablet*

Soujourn- Well... I would like to send y/n together for her abilities to this mission, but we need you for this one Cassidy.

Cass- No problem, ma'am *smirk* So the Hashimotos are making a mess in Kanezaka again.

Genji- Kiriko and tracer is there has being two weeks, we need to act.

Hanzo- The updates are not good... Captain, by any chance, can we go earlier?

Soujourn- Yes, any time. The ship is ready.

*outside the room, after the reunion, you walk to Hanzo talking to Cassidy about the mission. Cassidy notice you coming and finish his conversation with Hanzo walking away*

You- Hey, partner.

Hanzo- *he turns and smirk* Hello.

You- I came to wish you lucky *Give him little taps on his arm* I'll be waiting for you! Hope we can get along easily ~

Hanzo- Yes, me too *smiles and hear someone calling* Oh, I have to go! It was great to meet you! *he walk fast going to the ship*

You- *take deep breath* Why I'm so worry?

Ana- You two make a great duo~

You- *little jumpscare* Jesus, Ana...great duo? Really? *smile*

Ana- Yes, I mean in many ways... Romantically...

You- *blush* Ana! I barely know this man!

Ana- I know what I'm saying *chuckles* I know you both very well~ *walk away laughing*

*in the ship*

Hanzo- *looking at the updates again*...

Cass- Hey, partner... *Look at him reading* You're a really systematic with missions, aren't ya?

Hanzo- I'm worry about Kiriko and her mother... I hope both are safe.

Cass- Doesn't she hates you?

Hanzo- *Look at him* Who? Kiriko? *sighs* Yes, but... I don't hate her, she's my sister.

Cass- He got some big family issues... *whispers* Well! I've heard from a sparrow that you're in a duo with my sweet pumpkin y/n.

Hanzo- Sweet... Pumpkin? You're dating her?

Cass- Nope, but I wish! *laughs* You're lucky.

Hanzo- *laughs* Is she that amazing?

Cass- The sparrow said that you'll not fall in love, never. She'll make you change your mind. She's cute, sexy, funny, everything good in one woman. Do you have any type of woman, archer?

Hanzo- *chuckles feeling shy* N-no, I do not... I... I'm focusing on the mission, actually.

Cass- No type of woman? *chuckles* Come on, big man! You're handsome and smart! Women loooves that! You should try to live again this type of things.

Genji- PS; He's a virgin.

Jack- *holding laugh* Oh fuck...!

Hanzo- *take a deep breath closing his eyes* So... This is the sparrow.

Cass- *Still looking at him* How the fuck is this man virgin?! *Look at Genji* I though he had a lot of women!

Hanzo- *hide his face behind the tablet*...!! No! I did not had a single woman...! And it's ok! *take a deep breath blushing* There's nothing wrong in be virgen.

Cass-... *go back to Hanzo* So you... Play?

Hanzo- What?

Genji - HAHAA!

Jack- Leave the man alone, Cassidy! *laughing*

Cass- I have to know! He's weird! So... Hanzo... Do you like...? *make movements of masturbation*

Hanzo- *blushing* Ca...! Can you stop?!!

Cass- Yes or no!

Hanzo- I won't answer! This is absur...!

Cass- YES OR NO 3 2 1!

Hanzo- YES OF COURSE!

Genji- HAHAA HAHAHA...!!! *Inhales* I'm dying!!

Hanzo- Shut up, Genji!

Cass- Everybody does, Hanzo, you dumb *slap his head laughing* This is ain't a tabu anymore or a dirty secret. Y/n will be your first.

Hanzo- Can't you stop?! *super shy~ super shy~*

*a week later, they came back*

You- *find Reinhardt* Rein!

Rein- *hold a mug of coffee and smile* Oh! Haha! Hello, my friend!

You- They came back from the mission, right? Hanzo, Cassidy...

Rein- Yes! I only saw Hanzo going to the infirmary, all hurt! The doctors are not here today, but he said that he knows what to do.

You- He's hurt? I'll check him! Thanks!

*Getting into the infirmary, you saw Hanzo bandaging himself in the middle of the room, his top body of full naked and you could notice his wounds o his back, arms and face. He notices you and look over his shoulder*

Hanzo- Oh, hello *he turns to you finishing to bandage his arm* Something happened?

You- *look at him up and down worried* I should be asking you that...

Hanzo- Ah this? *he chuckles looking at his bruises* I had to fight with the gang, Kiriko was... *he realizes you ere worried with him, making him confused* I...I had to beat up some bad guys, that's all.

You- I guess they beat you up back *you walk to him holding the bandage on his hands* Let me help you.

Hanzo- But I win...! *you turn him back to look at the bruises on his back, but he felt a awful pain in the ribs, but didn't let you notice* I...won, i'm ok.

You- Yeah, but still got bruises and did you break something? It seems like you can't keep your back straight *starts to touch his torso trying to find something, but when you press both side of the ribs...*

Hanzo- ARGH...! *he hold your hands* Sorry...! *he let it go*

You- How many ribs?

Hanzo- Maybe...three? *laugh nervously* You don't need to worry, I'm...! *you go find something like a pain ointment* I...what are you doing?

You- Got it *you go back to him with a cream* You should lie down.

Hanzo- Actually, I prefer like that... *you start to carefully put the cream in the hematomes and ribs area* ... you got soft hands for that.

You- I don't want you to feel more pain. *sighs still worried*

Hanzo- You barely know me, why helping?

you- First, you're my partner now, second, you're hurt. Aren't we friends?

Hanzo- Friends...? *he smirk* I guess we are.

*you bandage all his torso and stand in front of him looking at his face bruises*

You- They are mean in hurt such a pretty face... *you hold it getting in your tip toes*

Hanzo- *blush noticing how close you were* It's not hurting anymore...

You- Can you try to sit down? *you make a puppy face*

Hanzo- Why she wants to take care of me so bad...?

*he sigh and pick up a chair having difficult to sit under the ribs pain, but he do it for you. You stand pretty close, between his legs, what makes him completly nervous and shy, you make him look up to you while you also pass some pain cream on the hematomas*

Hanzo- *swallow dry looking away*

You- Is something hurting in your face? Nose? apple cheek? Something?

Hanzo- Just the cut in mu lips... *he said shyly*

You- Oh, didn't notice that... let me see. *you gently hold his face looking at the cut* Is not that bad.

Hanzo- So awkward... but I can't lie, is good to be taken care of by someone like her.

You- Maybe... *she step away getting a clean cloth and going to the sink soaking a little bit* Just a cleaning... *you go back to him, holding his face with one hand and the other cleaning the wound*

Hanzo- *his eyes get stucked in you for a while* Are you a nurse?

You- *laughs* No, I'm not...why?

Hanzo- *smile* Wanna be my nurse?

You- *look at him in surprise and laugh shyly* What? Why's that?

Hanzo- I don't really trust someone to take care of my wounds... but, you're good.

You- You like my profissionalism?

Hanzo- Yes, I do *chuckles* Should've know her before...

You- What is he doing? *you hold a smile* He keep looking at me...

Hanzo- Ah... I've heard that Cassidy calls you "pumpkin"...do you have something with him?

You- *chuckles* No, we don't... he may feel something, but he's like a big brother to me.

Hanzo- Right...*smirk* Aaah...As a partner, wanna drink something later?

You- Not before you heal *gave him little taps on his cheek and wawlking away*

Hanzo- Not alcohol...maybe a coffee.

You- *smirk and looking at him* Well...but you have to lie down.

Hanzo- Whatever my nurse says, I'll do it *smile*

You- Stop~ *you laugh shyly putting the cloth in the sink* Wanna help to stand up?

Hanzo- Yes, please.

*You go to him letting him put his arm under your shoulders, you wrap one arm around his torso trying not to touch the ribs area and he gets up in pain*

Hanzo- Aw...! *he growls feeling a strong twinge lefting all his weight on you*

You- Oh shit...! Wait! *You felt your legs failing* You're heavy! *Start to push him with you to the infirmary stretcher* Ok! Try to support yourself here!

Hanzo- I'm so sorry…! Oh…! *He lose his balance and tries not to make you fall to the ground, so he pull you aside let you fell in the stretcher while he was on top with his hands supported on the stretcher looking straight to your face in shook* So sorry! *he blush*

You- *suprised* Well...I didn't fell to the ground, thanks... *blush*

Soujourn- Hanzo, are you go...*she enters the infermary seeing the awkward scene* Ok...what the hell is happening? *she hold her smile*

Hanzo- Vivian! I...! *tries to get up but feels the pain* Dammit!

You- Captain! Can you help me with him, please? He got some broken ribs.

Soujourn- Ok *chuckles picking up Hanzo and he sat on the stretcher* You don't need to make a excuse for the situation, y/n.

You- Wha..? No! No no no! *laughs nervously* It was a accident!

Soujourn- Haha! Accident? Pretty soap opera scene to be a accident! *chuckles* No need to hide...everyone knows already.

Hanzo and you- What?

Soujourn- What what? *smirk* You two have a...connection. Specially Hanzo! Genji told everyone that you always looked at y/n.

You- He wha...? *blush and look at him*

Hanzo- I...! I-I! No! *lauhging nervously* Is not like that! I ju-just...!

Soujourn- And he said that you're a awful liar. *cross her arms and smile, he shut up looking to the ground completly blush* I'm just saying this to let you guys know that we let those thingd happen between co-workers. Love is never a fault, there's no need to hide from us.

You- Bu-but...*swallow dry* Yeah...ok. *look away*

Soujourn- Hanzo, I need you to rest and heal your ribs, I'll let y/n supervise you *wink and smile stepping out of the room*

*A awkward silence*

You-... *take a deep breath* So...

Hanzo- I'm sorry.

You- For what?

Hanzo- Look at you like a damn stalker... *hide his face on his hands*

You- Oh no... no no, there's no need to apologize...*smirk* Is kind cute.

Hanzo- What? *look at you*

You- Depends in wich way you're looking at me. How do you see me?

Hanzo- *swallowed dry, he could not lie or pretend this time* Well...Always sees you as a beautiful attractive woman, smart, independent, strong... *take a deep breath* I promised to myself to never felt attracted by someone. But...you appeared! *laugh nervously* Is...kind funny.

You- *smirk and blush* ...coffee later?

Hanzo- *surprised and smile shyly looking away* Aaah...yeah, sure.

(artist: couldn't find it eaither, pinterest dosent help me :-:)

If anyone wants a part 2, comment down belooow~

[dino-fart]

Hii!! How are u??🙈❤❤❤

I was wondering if for the 28th Day you could write something about Defender Strange and Widows's daugther, because I remember that I request you something like that time ago, but now I was thinkin maybe Defender Strange it's too busy with work to play and spend time with Alice, maybe one day she wants to show him a draw she made of animals and he snap at her telling her to don't bother him (he's very stressed, Stephen being Stephen), so she gets mad with Stephen and when he realize this he want to do anything for the forgiveness of the little girl.

Somehing fluffy and romantic maybe. I know you could write something more complex than this, that was just the idea.

@azu21

Hello!! I’m good!

"Alice?” You raised a brow when your daughter stormed into your room. She threw her drawing of the animals on the bed and crossed her arms. “What’s wrong, my little one?” 

“Stephen didn’t want to see my animals!” Alice huffed and nuzzled up to you. 

You set your book down and stroked her soft hair. “Stephen, huh? Not daddy? Oof, he’s in trouble.” 

“Big trouble!” 

“Hey darling, I...Alice, sweetie...” Stephen stopped when he walked into your room. 

“No!” Alice moved to nuzzle her face in the pillow. 

“Alice.” Stephen said softly. 

“NO!” Alice kicked her feet. 

Stephen sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. 

“Her animals are important to her.” You smiled. 

“I know...I was trying to seal a spell when she walked in...I...I snapped at her. I shouldn’t have.” Stephen sighed sadly. 

You leaned over to kiss his cheek. Stephen rested his head under your chin and wrapped his arms around your torso. You embraced him and rubbed his back. “You really need to rest, Stephen. You have to stop overworking yourself for your own sanity.” You kissed his head. 

“Stephen is mean!” Alice moved over to lightly push him away. 

“Alice...Let’s be nice to daddy, he’s having a rough day.” You said softly. 

“Stephen was mean to me!” 

“I know, and I’m sure he’s really sorry.” 

Stephen pulled back from you and looked over at Alice. 

Alice stuck her tongue out at him and Stephen gently stroked her hair. “I’m still mad at you!” Alice pushed his hand away and sat behind you. Stephen felt his heart break and you embraced him gently. 

“Let’s start with you resting, I’ll talk with Alice.” You kissed his head and he nodded. 

You and Alice left the room while Stephen slept on the bed. The two of you enjoyed some time in the local town and you bought Alice several animal toys, that cheered her up quickly. Alice saw some scrunchies and asked you to get some. You thought it was for her but Alice had a mischievous plan. 

You two made it back to Kamar-Tajj and you were tending to some business. Alice snuck into your room and saw that Stephen was still sleep, his face in the pillow. She got on the bed and undid his ponytail. She took the scrunchies out and put his hair in pigtails. She put an animal stick on his forehead and giggled. She ran over to her bean bag chair and pretended to read her book. You walked in and crossed your arms over your chest when you immediately saw what she did. Alice shushed you and giggled. 

Stephen woke up after another hour to Alice sitting on the bed with a big grin on her face. Stephen smiled, “Hi Alice...Are you...Okay?” 

“I’m great, Stephen!” 

Still Stephen? She’s still mad... Stephen sighed and scratched his head. He then felt the scrunchies and furrowed his brows. He turned over to see you standing there holding back a laugh. “What did she do?” 

“Revenge!” Alice laughed and brought over a small mirror for him to see. Stephen saw the stickers and the pigtails. He glared at Alice and frowned. Alice rolled on the bed laughing. You laughed as well and Stephen cracked a smile. 

Stephen lunged over to Alice and tickled her sides. Alice giggled and screamed in delight. You sat down on the bed and smiled softly at the scene. 

“I think we’re even, right Alice?” Stephen scooped the child in his lap. 

“I guess so...Daddy.” Alice smiled. 

“I’m sorry for yelling at you.” Stephen kissed her head. 

“It’s okay daddy, next time you do it, I’ll draw on your face!” Alice smirked. 

“You are a schemer aren’t you? Just like your mother.” Stephen winked at you. Stephen hugged Alice and you leaned forward to hug the two of them. 

“My goofballs.” You chuckled.

Tagging: @starksbf​​, @strangelockd​​, @thealleydog​​, @wolfie-west​​, @k1mikoz​, @fizzybubbletea​, @pinkthick​, @silver-shadow​, @strangesthirdeye​, @mynamehasbeentakenbysomeperson, @lucimorningst4r, @evelyn-kingsley, @strangesgirl

[cambion-companion]

15 questions 15 people

Thank you for the tag @beautifulsnake2162020

Nickname

Hawke :) DA2 players will get the reference!

Sign

Leo

Height

5'11''

Last Thing I Googled

"Medieval Insults"

Song Stuck in My Head

Bejeweled by Taylor Swift

Number of Followers

Somewhere around 3300

Amount of Sleep

Never enough haha

Dream Job

Trauma therapist

Wearing

Black and white. Yennefer would be proud!

Movies/Books That Summarize You

"The Lord of the Rings" "Bridge to Terabithia"

Favorite Song

King by Florence and the Machine

Favorite Instrument

Celtic Lever Harp. I've played since I was 16.

Aesthetic

College grad with no job lmao I wish I could say Elven princess, fantasy, whimsical

Favorite Authors

Jonathan Stroud, J.R.R Tolkien

Random Fun Fact

I speak German as a second language

I nominate

@aemonds-sapphire @lady-phasma @flowerpotmage @bitch-biblioklept @echos-muses @runningmunson @schniiipsel @the-daily-dreamer @enchantedpendant @aemonds-eye-patch @prince-aemond-targaryen @shootingthroughthemoon @levithestripper @azu21 @ladybug023

Only if you want to!

[ironstrange1991]

Four Stephens headcanon

How they are like? What are the similarities and differences?

A/N: This is just a short headcanon with the main differences from the four DS2 Stephens. I wrote this as a small celebration of the movie's 1 year anniversary. Anyway, I hope you like it and sorry for being so short.

Word count: 0,300k

Warnings: Mentions of sexual activities.

Original Stephen: Cocky. Egotistical. Gentle, affectionate. Will relinquish control on rare occasions. Best boyfriend you could ever have. Can make you laugh and make you horny at the same time. Scared to death of getting you pregnant, but would make a great dad. Loves cuddles, loves when you take care of his hands. Sex is always nice and hard, always open to trying new things. Will call you his whore. Daddy kink.

Defender Strange: Strict, but soft at the same time. Gentle. Very, very affectionate. Always in control of everything except in bed. Husband material. Amazing dad. Loves cuddles, loves when you caress his hair. Sex is always intense. Not very inventive. Loves when you ride him. Will let you call him your sweet boy sometimes. Will never call you his whore. You are his baby.

Supreme Strange: Narcissistic. Egotistical. Very, very jealous. Clingy. Always in control of everything. The definition of problematic boyfriend. Hates children. Loves cuddles, loves to sleep with his head on your chest or shoulder. Sex is always intense. Can be rough sometimes. Loves quickies. Will bend you over any possible furniture. Will call you his whore. Calls you stupid nicknames just to piss you off.

Sinister Strange: Scary. Possessive. Obsessed with you. Controls you all the time. Definition of abusive relationship. Has a strong breeding kink, but could never raise a child. Demands cuddles and sex all the time. Loves when you caress his goatee. Sex is always rough. Will constantly wake you up by fucking you. Will call you his sweet girl and fuck you like a whore. Strong daddy kink.

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@dontmindme262 @dementeddoll @yourmajesty13 @strangeions @bloodyflowerrr @insanelyobsessedwithdilfs @sherlocksgirl91 @dragonqueen89 @newtsniffles @cute-angi @whiskeyho @sherlux @xourownsidee @kakashibabe02 @hobimysolecito @geeky-politics-46 @lykaonimagines @d0ct0rstrangewife @classickook @iobsessoverfictionalmen @bobateadaydreams @aphroditesdilemma

@thealleydog @anadlockfan @pinkthick @loverofallbroken @butchers-girl

[worldofheroes]

Tag Game✨

Get to know me!

Bold the ones that are true. Tag 15 other blogs.

Thank you for the tag @maverick-wingman!

APPEARANCE

i’m over 5’5” // i wear glasses/contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i typically wear make-up // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backwards

HOBBIES AND TALENTS

i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand

RELATIONSHIPS

i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online

AESTHETICS

i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sun rise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colors // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favorite season

MISCELLANEOUS

i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least three dogs

No pressure tags: @helloitstsyu @rveyjules @tomcruiseishot @raefoxiegirl @fangirl23obsession @elenavampire21 @evelyn-kingsley @fieryglutenfreechickennoodles @azu21 @tom-cruisey @here-for-the-fic @tomsf18 @filmscruise @topgunslut @thewhiskersonkittens and anyone else ☺️

[1whore1gang]

it's the little things 🤍

Hey yall!!

Sorry for the lack of updates/my disappearance. Life has been 50 shades of crazy. But, as promised here is part 10!

Now this is going to be posted in 4 parts unfortunately so i can get this out to you all. so this is part 10A!!

This is short, so be prepared.

I love all of you dearly and appreciate your patience.

Warnings: Cussing, the usual angst

if I missed any please lmk!! :)

Much love to you friends ❤️

Taglist: @gaymistakeboi @batw3nch @thedevillovesflowers @almightywdm @ghostslittlegf @sketchyfandomgirl @under-the-dirt @clear-your-mind-and-dream @darkangel4121 @vreselia @llemes @stargaliz @rockcollector3000 @nottrosaxx @azu21 @kaoyamamegami @vicktorfan @ghost-is-my-bbg @1234ilikecowsthanyoumore @salsasvault @itr-00

All 3 boys had been under my care for awhile. No contact from John, nor Laswell. I was exhausted and with little to no sleep, I was losing my mind.

“Please stop crying- I want to go back to sleep Gaz.” I was in the hallway, rocking Gaz as he cried and I couldn’t figure out why. “Please!” I begged.

I hear crying coming from inside the room. “FUCK!” I curse as I go back inside with two crying babies. Johnny was inside of the playpen bawling his eyes out now too.

“Please! Both of you! Keeping me up all damn night and I can’t figure out what’s wrong!! I just want some sleep!” Just then, Simon reached out for Johnny, hugging him as they both lay. Johnny’s cries subside and you breathe out a sigh of relief.

“Thank you. If only you could fix Gaz’s cries.” Simon grunts and you set him down in the playpen next to Simon. Simon slowly hands him a toy plane and Gaz sniffles as he inspects it, the room finally quiet.

You begin to break out into tears at the silence. You couldn’t take this single parenting thing anymore. You needed Price’s help.

A hand reached to your phone, and quickly pulled up his number, but your thumb never found the strength to hit call. You quickly closed out of it and threw your phone across the room in fustration.

“Why can’t one of you turn back into an adult.” You turn to the playpen and see Johnny staring up at you now. “I could really use you right now. My little shield.” His little hands grab at the air towards you. “Oh how I miss you.”

You cradled him to you as you lay on your back, listening to his little mumbles.

“I don’t get it. What’s his deal?”

“Johnny it’s fine. Let him throw his fit.” I wave him off in my office after he stormed in.

“No! You don’t get it! I can’t continue to sit back and let him treat you like this! I cannot watch him tear you down like this! I’m losing you to his words Y/N!” I look up at Johnny as he leans over my desk.

“J.” His eyes soften as my nickname for him. “Don’t lose your job.” He scoffs at me. “We have a list of reasons he could kick us both. Let’s not add to it. Please.”

“He can’t use that against us. What were we supposed to do?!” I sigh as I set my paperwork aside, giving him my full attention. “Why would he be mad about that mission? We were being held hostage, and they wanted a show.”

“Johnny, he’d be upset because it was a stupid decision. We aren’t supposed to mix life and work.” I try to read his expression.

“So what if we kissed to save our lives?”

I remember that night, looking down a barrel of a gun. Johnny confessed his undying love for me and kissed me like he’d never get to again. That night always lived in the back of my mind. I never knew if it was true or just really good acting.

You look down to see little Johnny snoring away on your chest and you drink in the moment. “One day I’ll get to have you back.” Looking over to the playpen, you see Simon and Gaz asleep as well. You thank whatever God is out there for finally putting them down.

DING!

You hear your phone go off. Slowly moving Johnny, you get up to look.

J. Price: “Sorry I missed your call. Everything alright?”

J. Price: “Hey, call me back when you get a chance.”

J.Price: “Please let me know you’re okay. I’m worried now.”

Sighing, you curse yourself for throwing your phone. Your thumb must’ve slipped.

Y: “Accidental.”

You left it at that and set your phone down, finally being able to get some sleep.

“Please. You can’t just walk away from this! This isn’t something you can just shove down Y/N. You can’t shut me out this time!!” Johnny yelled after me as I walked down the halls of the compound. The tears were coming, I knew it. I couldn’t let him see it thought.

“Stop!!” I feel his hand grip my wrist. “If you don’t do something, I will.” His breathing was labored and his eyes were wide with fury, his nostrils flaring with each exhale.

“It’s out of my hands. I’m sorry Johnny. What am I supposed to do?” His face softened as he let out an exasperated breath. His shoulders fell and his grip left me. “I’m choosing to keep my job separate from everything else.”

“Fine. But just remember what Simon said, okay? Remember what we swore to you. Say the word and the man is dead.”

I sigh as I look up at him. Johnny recently had found out what happened to be on deployment. The man that hurt me. He’d been fuming ever since. “It’s fine. Go get some sleep, ok?”

Johnny was always the one to get heated about things. Simon was the calm and quiet one. Johnny would be loud and abrasive about a subject while Simon would hold you and quiet your tears.

You spent many nights in Simon’s room crying into his arms, letting your emotions roll off of you as he shushed you and hummed to you. He was soft and gentle, a side reserved for you.

You stared at your ceiling as your alarm went off. All three boys were already up preoccupying themselves. You were so numb after what happened in the hospital.

Seeing Price about to kiss Tia, after leaving you cold turkey on deployment. The betrayal broke you in new ways you weren’t sure you could repair.

Seeing little Johnny in the hospital bed, hearing Price and Tia try to explain themselves.

It burns in your brain, haunts you everytime you close your eyes. Your heart feels the pain all over again every morning when your eyes flutter open. How could you have been so foolish to trust him? After all he did?

Price had done nothing but treat you like shit your entire career and all it took was some babies coming along, who happened to be your colleagues, for him to change overnight?

As if that-

You sat up in bed. A million thoughts were swirling through your mind as Simon looked up at you and tilted his head.

No. It can’t be the reason.

Letting out a sigh and pushing the thought aside, you grabbed the boys and went to the kitchen to feed them. You hadn’t eaten much since the hospital, didn’t have the appetite.

The sunlight through the window felt warm on your skin as you mixed the bottles. Closing your eyes for a moment, you embraced the feeling. It felt euphoric to feel the sunshine brush against your skin.

A cry broke the moment of peace, a fuss from Gaz. You rolled your eyes and gave the boys their bottles. You sat the breakfast bar across from their high chairs and laid your head down in your arms, desperate for just 5 minutes.

“Y/N?” That didn’t last long though.

Slowly, your heavy head lifted to see Laswell standing in the doorway that led to the rest of the building. “Honey you look terrible, oh my God”.

Words didn’t grace your tongue today, instead, tears flooded your eyes as Johnny began to cry. Laswell rushed over to you, embracing you with file folders in her hands. “I’m so sorry I’ve left you to be alone for so long. I’ve been handling things on the outside end of this all. You must be exhausted. Oh…”

You didn’t want her pity, yet having another person around was such a relief. Emotions flooded you and broke open like a dam at her comfort. “You know what. You go rest and I’ll watch the boys for awhile. Then we’ll talk, okay?”

She quickly rushed over to hush Johnny and then shot you a mom glare. You nodded and got up, heading to your room to sleep like she’d ordered.

A couple hours later, you make your way back out the kitchen but stop around the corner when you hear Laswell talking on the phone.

“You don’t understand, she’s in horrible condition. She looks as if she hasn’t slept in days, which isn’t surprising considering she’s taking care of 3 littles by herself. She’s also recovering from major surgery.” A pause in her talking made you listen closer, trying to see if you could hear the person on the other end.

“All Im asking is you take at least one. Theyre your responsibility too. You know damn well it’s not fair. She’s been through hell and back and hasn’t had a moment of peace for over a month. If you don’t start getting your shit together, I’ll force you to.”

You couldn’t hear the person she was speaking to unfortunately, but you assumed it was Price.

You finally make the turn around the corner and watch as Laswell quickly hangs up the call at your appearance. “That wasn’t very long?” She remarks.

“Hard to sleep these days. It’s normal for me after a deployment.” You sit down across from her at the breakfast bar. “How were the boys?” Your eyes drift over to all three of them passed out in the small living area. You sigh in relief at the sight, they’d never sleep that peacefully for you lately.

“They were fine. No issues. We need to talk though. Your plate is all too full right now. We need to take some stress off of you dear.” She reaches and grabs your hands across the table. “I’ve spoken to John. He’s willing to take Gaz to lighten your load. It’s not much but it’ll help. Plus, now that I’ve gotten everything in order on the outside, I can be around more to watch Simon and Johnny for you whenever you want or need.”

“I don’t want anything to do with him.” You look down and take your hands away. “I’m fine without his help-“

“No you aren’t. You’re drowning. Look at yourself. I can tell you’re without sleep and a proper meal. Let me help you, please.” You sigh at her words.

“I wish I had my boys back. They’d know exactly what to do. They’d fix everything. I can’t go on like this, it’s lonely here Laswell.” Tears sting your eyes.

“I know honey. I’ve arranged a time for us to meet John just to exchange Gaz. Nothing more. You don’t have to talk to him or even get out of the car. Just come with so he can take one off of your hands.” She squeezes your hands as she takes them again. “Okay?”

You take a deep breath before nodding at her offer. “When do we leave?”

“In about an hour. Is that enough time to freshen up? I can change the boys and get them in their car seats for you.” She scans your expression looking for any way to read deeper into your mind.

“Yeah that’s fine. I’ll uh, go shower.” You get up and beeline to your room.

The shower washes your tears down the drain as the water burns your skin.

When you exit the shower and get dressed, staring at your reflection for a moment.

You didn’t recognize yourself and you hoped Price would not notice.

You didn’t want his pity.

That’s when a knock appeared at your door. Figuring it was Laswell, you quickly answered it but instead you were shocked.

“Hey girl. Can I come in?”

Tia….

[tragedybunny]

Tag List Update

Hi all -

I figured it was time to clean up the tag list. I know I've switched it up a bit from 2nd person to 3rd person writing. I made a fancy Google form and everything.

Please fill out the form if you would like to be included in the tag. I'm tagging my current tag list to add themselves if they would still like to be tagged.

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[strangelockd]

Spotify Update

I finally got around to making a playlist for our favorite neurosurgeon!

Im up for suggestions for new songs as well!!

Surgeon Stephen Strange

StrangeLockd Masterlist With All The Other Variants : Music/Spotify

@sobeautifullyobsessed @rmoonstoner @icytrickster17 @vickiee-mcmuffin @kats72 @pinkthick @sassenach-on-the-rocks @bakerstreethound @cemak @withalittlehoney @butchers-girl @lokidokieokie @azu21 @astudyinlaura @stewardofningishzida @aphroditesdilemma @lady-harvey @iobsessoverfictionalmen @geeky-politics-46 @strangesthirdeye @imloosingmypatiencehere @asherloki @evelyn-kingsley @bitternessismyname @softestqueeen @marveldaydreamer @deepbatched @battledress @itsconnnorrr @rachellunesta @km-ffluv