#desi stephen strange

[lowkeysambucky]

Look I’m just saying that if Stephen strange had been Asian American it would have made the story so much better. Like instead of the tired and racist “white man goes to an Asian country, masters their magic system way faster than they did, and is some sort of super prodigy chosen one” nonsense, it could have been an Asian American and/or desi boy who had achieved the “American dream” and been super Americanized (prodigal son of immigrants becomes a doctors in America, struggles with balancing two cultures, the dreams of his parents to see him be successful in the new country, while also struggling with how that contrasts with trying to keep up with the culture and tradition of the homeland, which would then deepen and add to the agonizing cognitive dissonance Stephen felt in the original plot) rediscovering his heritage in tandem with the plot.

Also! You could still have salty!Wong except instead of the frankly justified annoyance at “this (white) upstart comes in and becomes the sorcerer supreme in a few months when I’ve been doing this for most of my life”, you could have the much funnier and objectively better and funnier “grumpy traditional Uncle is annoyed with this young Americanized Youth who is annoyingly good at shit” dynamic.

Anyway, besides not being racist (and the “white prodigy” trope IS racist), this would add so much depth and heart to the story without detracting from the original plot in any meaningful way.

[dazesanddoodles]

summer polaroids</3

[sunshine-on-my-mind]

So here it is a desi reader x Stephen where she visits kamar taj in saree and he falls in love. She comes as probably a junior journalist. Like he's got a big crush on her. And she's like young and pretty looking.

a/n: hey sorry for taking a long time, hope you like this.

warnings: fluff

It was your first big assignment as a junior journalist and you were very excited, nervous too. This was like nothing before you had done, the world changed after the Alien attack in New York in 2012. Since then there has been robots, aliens, wizards magic and what not.

That’s how you found yourself in the mystic place called Kamar Taj, interviewing the students learning the mystic arts as well as the sorcerer supreme.

You chose to wear a Saree, a classic desi professional look. Kamar Taj felt something out of the world. People using magic to open portals, people hard at work to learn magic, it seemed like a fairy tale.

While talking to the Sorcerer Supreme, Wong, you spotted a tall man coming your way. He was the most beautiful man you’d ever seen.

“This is Stephen Strange, he was the Sorcerer Supreme before disappearing in the Blip. He is considered to be the best of us.”

You turned your head to said Stephen Strange and you couldn’t help but stare at him. To your surprise, he was staring at you as well.

Strange couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Your dark hair lusciously gracing you, the attire you were wearing made you look like a princess he thought. You were gorgeous and he was mesmerised.

“Please to meet you Miss, i’m Dr. Strange, you can call me Stephen.” He shook your hand gently.

You had to stay a few days in Kamar Taj for your assignment, and gradually you became more intrigued by Stephen.

He was always very sweet to you, he shared his journey of initially not believing in the mystic arts to becoming the protector of the time stone and how things changed for him.

You shared your own story, where you come from and how being a journalist was your dream. You also told him how this world of magic intrigued you so much.

One day he asked if you would like to see the sunset with him, he knew a great spot. You agreed. It was beautiful indeed but Stephen was way more focused looking at you than the sunset.

“I had a great time today Stephen, thank you” you politely smiled at him.

“You’re the most gorgeous woman i’ve seen and it would make me very happy if you agree to go on a date with me.”

You nodded and kissed his cheek, which made the strong man blush.

“See you soon for our date then, Dr. Strange.”

“Yes indeed. Just have one request, wear a Saree please.” he winked

“Yeah? what is it?” “Wear a Saree please.” he winked

“Wear a Saree please” he winked.

“Wear a Saree please.” He winked.

[desi-steampunk-redpanda]

Missing my pal Stephen and my human back in my world. If I could have both for Christmas that'd be great.

(Sad panda)

[feastonkings]

thomas brodie-sangster / he/him ——— no way is that DESPERATION ‘DES’ BACHMAN.. they’re a 28-year-old HUMAN notoriously known for being MORBID & DETATCHED but there are some people who have seen them being ANALYTICAL & INQUISITIVE. if you ask me, they remind me a lot of carefully pinning wings to a board, vintage typewriters, sharp blazers and wonky ties, glasses smudged with the horrors and phenomenon of the nights before, and saving an insect from certain death to live another day, but that could just be because they’re considered the FRIEND TO BUGS around town. just keep an eye on them & see if their true colors shine through..

GENERAL.

full name: desperation thomas bachman nicknames: des, desie classification: human gender / pronouns: cis man, he/him age / birthday: 28, may 16th orientations: asexual, demi-romantic occupation: forensic mortician & entomologist location: middle status: single, closed family: misery bachman (sister), carrie bachman (sister) strengths: analytical, inquisitive, intelligent, logical, patient weaknesses: morbid, detached, introverted, inhibited, know-it-all character inspo: tbd

BIOGRAPHY.

tw: death, insects

the oldest of three, desperation was the first to be blessed cursed with a name based on his parents obsession— stephen king. they were weird but many would say des turned out to be just as weird or weirder.

him and his sisters, misery and carrie, grew up in the middle district which felt about right for them. just an average family of average means, with a side of weirdness.

des became intrigued with death and bugs from a young age. it started when he saw a luna moth for the first time and then grew when he saw a dead body feeding bugs.

when he looked more into it he learned how fascinating insects truly were and how they could answer many questions, especially for the environment and in criminal cases.

growing up he was often the loner, made fun of because of his missing of social cues and strange interests. it didn't bother him much, though.

the only exception being when he developed his first crush online on a message board, the person ended up catfishing him for two years and made a joke of him at some upper class senior party. for the rest of his senior year he studied from home to avoid the uptick in bullying but still walked with the rest of the class.

once in college he felt more comfortable, he got his degrees and got a majority of it paid for through scholarships he continuously applied for throughout. he made a few more friends and felt like he could be social more, though still not much.

he ended up getting a prestigious internship with a forensic mortician and learned how to apply his entomologist knowledge to cases both in and out of the city.

now he will sometimes get called to help on specific cases because of his special expertise. he tries to remain close with his siblings who were practically his only friends growing up.

he's attempting to branch out more and be more social but it's still hard for him, he'd rather be pinning a new specimen to a board or working on a new case. but he recognizes it can be good for him to get out more so he's trying.

HEADCANONS.

he can name over twenty thousand species of insects on sight and can often guess the others.

despite being the oldest, he tends to go to his sisters for advice about a lot of things

he was diagnosed as being on the spectrum in grade school, and has had to work to learn certain everyday functions but he does fine now and continues regular therapy sessions to keep it that way

coming soon...

[ao3feed-irondadspiderson]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44794066

MacGyver Marvel villains= Strange. by Andreina_D aka, MacGyver and his gang somehow end up in the Marvel world, being friends/family with some awesome hero. Now they must find a way to get back, without anyone realizing that they are not exactly They. Words: 445, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: MacGyver (TV 2016) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Multi Characters: Angus MacGyver (MacGyver TV 2016), Riley Davis, Jack Dalton (MacGyver TV 2016), Wilt Bozer (MacGyver TV 2016), Desiree "Desi" Nguyen, Tony Stark, Avengers Team, X-Men (Team), Thor (Marvel), Peter Parker, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, Raven | Mystique, Charles Xavier, Clint Barton, T'Challa (Marvel), Yelena Belova, Pepper Potts, Steve Rogers, Stephen Strange Relationships: Riley Davis & Angus MacGyver (MacGyver TV 2016), Riley Davis/Angus MacGyver (MacGyver TV 2016), Jack Dalton & Angus MacGyver (MacGyver TV 2016), Angus MacGyver & Desiree "Desi" Nguyen, Wilt Bozer & Jack Dalton & Riley Davis & Angus MacGyver, Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Shuri & T'Challa (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff/Stephen Strange, Yelena Belova & Natasha Romanov Additional Tags: Jack Dalton Lives (MacGyver TV 2016), Family Feels, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Jack Dalton is Angus MacGyver's Parent (MacGyver TV 2016), Jack Dalton is Riley Davis' Parent, Friendship, Wanda Maximoff Needs a Hug, Post-Avengers: Endgame (Movie)

[ehsan-tera-hoga-mujhpe]

There is nothing I want more than attention, so thank you @kajra-mohabbat-wala for tagging me in the 17 questions thing. It was a long post So I just decided to do this here.

Nickname: Hana, irls call me dhaniya. Do not ask.

Sign: Aries. I don't Believe in astrology.

Height: 5'5"

Last thing I googled: neet counselling 2022

Song stuck in my head: yun hi, mohit chauhan

No. Of followers: 270 smth.

Amount of sleep: 7 hours is what I get, eternal is what I want.

Lucky number: Numbers aren't lucky. They are tools.

Dream Job: Neurosurgeon

Currently wearing: Salwar Kameez, violet/lavender contrast with little flower pattern.

Books/Movies that summarize me: Stephen Strange as a character, Book? Idk, I havent had a satisfying read in ages. But Sci-Fi is preferred. Gore, complex themes, tragedies

Favourite song: Mujhse pehli si mohabbat

Favourite instrumentals: havent listened to much. But I like the sound of a violin.

Aesthetic: desi dark academia/medical academia

Favourite Author: Fyodor Dostoevsky

Favourite animal sound: what am I supposed to say to that, I feel nothing about animal sounds

Tagging: @twelve-kinds-of-trouble @torydarixs @iambecomeyourvillain @max-julyfield @wafflesandschemingfaces and anyone who wants.

[ao3feed-drstrange]

good isn't a thing you are it's a thing you do

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/XbrjnYs by burningfudge The Guardians of the Galaxy, Avengers, and Eternals watch their future. A Ms. Marvel watch-it fic. Words: 14590, Chapters: 1/6, Language: English Series: Part 17 of part of the journey is the end Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Ms. Marvel (TV 2022) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen Characters: Kamala Khan, Carol Danvers, Peter Parker, Kate Bishop, America Chavez, Shang-Chi (Marvel), Tony Stark, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Stephen Strange, Clea Strange, Wong, Bruce Banner, James "Bucky" Barnes, Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Jane Foster (Marvel), Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Scott Lang, Vision (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff, T'Challa (Marvel), Marc Spector, Layla El-Faouly, Peter Quill, Gamora (Marvel), Nebula (Marvel), Rocket Raccoon, Drax the Destroyer, Mantis (Marvel), Groot (Marvel), Kingo (Marvel), Sprite (Eternals) Relationships: Carol Danvers & Kamala Khan, Kamala Khan & Peter Parker, Shang-Chi & Kamala Khan, Kingo & Kamala Khan, Kamala Khan & Peter Parker & Kate Bishop & America Chavez & Shang-Chi Additional Tags: Adorable Kamala Khan, Kamala Khan & Peter Parker Friendship, kamala meri jaan, kamala's our desi girl &lt;3, carol is so confused, asian superhero solidarity, kamala and peter bond over hating damage control, sam and bucky are tired of teenage supeheroes, we do not like the british in this household read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/XbrjnYs

[sereinreality]

he’s so south asian coded

Doctor Strange: Fall Sunrise #1 (2022)

written by Tradd Moore art by Tradd Moore & Heather Moore

[tokoyamisstuff]

Are you happy, Strange? - Chapter 5

!Multiverse of Madness Spoilers ahead!

Stephen never opened up to anyone. Neither about his regrets of the past, nor his reoccuring nightmares of the future. But when a certain universe-traveling girl revealed that the woman in his few pleasant dreams is meant to be his Soulmate, he is determined to meet her.

Sadly, when he finally finds you, the Sorcerer has already been possessed by the Darkhold...

Warnings: Slight Angst, Self-Loathing

A/N: Reupload because Tumblr errors.

Taglist: @mkixx @cerene-ciderr @ghost-lantern @urmom0626

[Previous Chapter]

"I saw him smile; I saw his eyes tell me Drowned in a sigh; Stay by my side And suddenly, I was scared When I heard them tell me There's something off about that guy; And he's broken Come on, don't be silly; I beg of you, stop I'm sure that doesn't reflect what he really is But I saw him smile; I saw his eyes tell me That he'd love me to death; That he'd cherish me."

Indila: Ainsi bas la vida

"As I said, I have no clue what you're on about!"

You sat opposite to Wong, arms crossed in front of your chest as you leaned back in your seat. "Everything was going great until you guys barged in!"

"Didn't look like it to me." The Sorcerer Supreme groaned in frustration, your stubbornness and unwillingly to admit a mistake reminding him of someone else.

"Listen, uh...Y/N, right? There's no way that you broke out of my people's restrains without being sorcerer yourself. We won't persecute or punish you in any way, that's a promise. I just need to hear what really happened between the two of you."

To Wong, there was no logical explanation for you having been dragged into this mess, other than the little spiritual energy he could sense. And the fact that Strange brought you - a being with much potential - into his Sanctum to teach you only amplified this theory.

But if that was the case, then there was no reason to act in secret, and especially not to have you locked up in there. Knowing Strange and his addiction to control simply everything around him, it was possible that the Darkhold made him seek out even more power for himself, in order to 'do good and save people'.

However, after evaluating you, Wong was certain that your powers were less than average, and you were barely aware of them yourself.

So what use could you have for Stephen?

In the end, the Sorcerer Supreme had to accept that his old friend's behavior wasn't due to anything like that. No, the Darkhold had Strange falling into an obsession with the idea of being loved by you.

And in pursuit of said love, it onl brought forth the worst of his charakter in attempt to erase every eventuality that could take you from him.

"Where's Stephen?" you dared asking, nervously shuffling on the great armchair they had placed you in. It smelled like him. "Could you at least explain to me what happened?"

Wong sighed out deeply, hands folding in his lap as he replayed the past commotion in his head - disappointed in his own inability to intervene. He always had to put the fate of the multiverse in Strange's hands, only further burdening his friend with a responsibility that deepened his arrogance.

It was his fault at the first place, for having allowed things to get this far. Naive and releaved, Wong thought that after Wanda had destroyed all Darkholds across the Multiverse, Strange would be spared the aftereffects that cursed it's holder.

"In order to save the Multiverse, Strang used the Darkhold, an ancient book containing forbidden spells." You could hear Wong's voice wavering - this was certainly no matter to take lightly. "Using it however costs nothing less than the balance of one's soul."

"Like being possessed by a demon? So he's innocent of the crimes you're accusing him of!" Jumping up from where you're seated, you found yourself being watched by a pair of concerned eyes, worried that you were defending the man that had trapped you for six months. "What are you going to do now? Ca-can you help him?"

"The Darkhold exposes our greatest desires and temptates us to chase after them, no matter the cost" Wong explained furthermore, reassuring you. "If what you're saying is true and not just made up by a strickened mind defending her offender, then he already started fighting against it. Our best exorcists will assist him with this task."

"Let me see him, then." Your voice was firm and unwavering, a determined expression emphasizing your demand. "I need to!"

The Sorcerer Supreme seemed to be mentally debating something, the gears in his head visibly turning as you spoke. About whether it was alright for the two of you to meet again - for once, because he was unsure if this was really your wish, or just a traumatized mind making something up out of thin air.

After all, Wong wouldn't know what possible wrongdoings the corrupted Strange might've unfolded on you all those months, so maybe you'd use your twisted affection for him as a coping mechanism to process this past hardship.

Nonetheless, it could become even worse if you visit Strange in his instable state of being. If you'd seek him out, it might destroy all process, might only further feed his delusions.

Or you could be Stephen's only hope to become his old self again...

"You're going to erase my memories soon anyways, am I wrong?" Your words cut through the silence like a sharp knive, eyes relentlessly boring into Wong's skull. Neihter angry nor sad - simply understanding yet demanding compensation.

They had been talking in the hallways, you've heared it clearly - about that they cannot be sure enough. During your imprisonment, you might've learned wisdom of the Sanctum no mortal was ever allowed to set eyes upon. And even if they would be able to trust you, villains could easily find ways to make you spatter out secrets that could weaken the defenders of the Earth as we know it.

"Please, I just want to say goodbye..."

"...you have only today, then we're going to correct his mess." Before you were even able to thank him, the sorcerer opened what appeared to be a portal just through movemtents of his hands. Even in a world where alien attacks had become frequent events, it was amazing to see those supernatural things your Soulmate was tied to.

If what they were saying about you was true, would you one day be able to become a part of this?

Wong's voice got you down to earth again, harshly reminding you of what's to come. "Heed my warning, young woman: If anything happens, we're interfering. Even if we need to sacrifice him - for the safety of the Multiverse."

Your eyes flickered between Wong and the portal, gulping harshly when he nodded at you to walk through. Sheepishly, you set one foot inside after the other...

...marvelling at the sight that unfolded itself in front of you.

Standing in midst of the Kamar-Taj, an isolated place in the Himalayas, you found yourself surrounded by sorcerers and mystics alike - all eyeing you suspecting.

A sole wave of Wong's hand was enough to dismiss them, a kind-looking woman accompaning you at his order. She smiled at you with both sympathy as well as great concern, leading you through secret paths of the ancient temple. You were shivering, both due to the coldness as well as anticipation, feeling as if you could sense Stephen's intimidating presence from afar.

"The man you're looking for is behind this gate." It was like her voice drang directly into your head, subtle warnings echoing through your whole body - and when you turned around, she was already gone.

Taking another sip of mountain air, you tried using the aura of this special location to calm yourself down. Closing your eyes, trying to control both pulse and breathing and remaining there until you found yourself ready for this confrontation.

And then - with an odd ease - you pushed the heavy stone door open.

Ironically, this prison looked similar - an awful lot like the basement Stephen had kept you locked away back in New York. Stronger, however, meant to restrict something way stronger...and dangerous.

You gasped when you saw him, a battered mess of a man lying unconscious on the plain marble floor. Seeing the magical barrier between the two of you made you think it was hopeless to get any closer - yet when you put your palm on it, you could grip right through.

"The barrier will only hold these captured whose caster considers a threat. Everyone else can enter and exit as they wish" A voice in your head again, encouraging you to step inside. "Go ahead, we are keeping watch over you."

"M-May I?" you stumbled across your own voice, lips a thin line as you heared the stone door fall shut behind, locking you in this cell after all. For a brief moment, Stephen's eyes would open, sparkling at the recognition of your voice...

...yet they would fall shut immediately again, left completely exhausted by the straining procedure of extracting the Darkhold's energy poisoning his mind and body.

Crouching down to his height, you cautiously watched the man beneath. Every single one of his breath's sounded like he was in unfathomable pain, suffering endlessly even in his sleep.

You'd kneel down completely, gently tugging the man so his head would rest on your thighs. Absentmindedly, your fingers ran over his salt and pepper hair, whispering "It's okay, Stephen. I'm here. And I won't leave. You're doing great. I'm so, so proud of you!"

And really, the tension in his features instantly disappeared, body relaxing, almost melting into your touch.

Out of nowhere, the cloak of levitation you've heared so much about detached itself from it's master, spending you warmth while you both waited for Stephen to awake. You thanked it with a shy chuckle, wondering why they wouldn't have taken such an important item from him if they actually considered him a threat.

But hey, it was Doctor Strange either way.

"Fight this" you muttered calmly, insides twisting and churning at the realization:

You never actually knew the man that Stephen Vincent Strange actually was before all this - only ever the role he had played in order to have a normal life with you. And whilst you wholeheartedly wanted to believe that his affection towards you was genuine, this fact was only more reason to mourn what could never happen.

Because soon, they would erase every memory you had of this man, rip it out of you so you could not even wheep this tragedy.

„Come back to me - as whoever the man I will fall in love with truly is."

Several hours later, Stephen’s occasional stirring and wincing turned into a loud gasp, eyes snapping wide open as if he had just woken up from a long nightmare.

His eery appearance had almost completely vanished, but even so he looked more than lost as the memories of when his sinister, deranged side was in charge re-emerged.

Unsure what to make out of your presence and the purpose of your visit, it could very well be an illusion, cast by the remains of a broken Darkhold desperate to remain. It wasn't the first time during his imprisonment that vivid images of you came to punish him for his crimes - an aftereffect of the exorcism. You being here was simply too good to be true.

Shocked sapphire eyes followed your gesture as you wanted to embrace him, yet shooing away from your touch. "Y-Y/N?! What are you doing here?"

There you were, right in front of him and magnificent as always . Stephen reached out for you, wanting nothing more than just cradle you into his arms and never let go - but something inside of him held him back.

This was dangerous - he was dangerous, unable to trust his own mind! How dare Wong to so naively put you in harm's way?!

"I-I wanted to see you one last time, to-" Fumbling with your hands, you only mumbled the last part of this sentence. It sounds so stupid, considering everything that had happened between the two of you. "...talk things out."

"My love, we-" My love - the word that scared you beyond reason the first time you've heared him say it, now making your heart flatter.

Stephen however instantly regretted his choice of words, shaking it off as force of habit. "Y/N, you're confused, that's all. Because of my actions, my magic giving you all those memories with me. I can't do anything to make up for what I've done, but you need to leave now. Do you understand?"

Darkness seemed to surround him, sticking to him like his own shadow even after the Darkhold had let go off of him. Well, it doesn't undo his wrongs, after all.

Stephen was drowning in his guilt - you needed to pull him out of this!

„Does it still have an effect on me? The spell, I mean.“

„No, of course not.“ Bewilderment was present on Stephen’s face, seeing that your smile did not quite match your eyes. They gave it away, the sadness you were carrying. You were hurting - for him. Because of him, he misinterpreted.

"Then why do I still feel this pull towards you, huh?" You clenched the fabric of your shirt right above your heart, bitter tears spilling from your eyes as you demanded answers. "Explain this to me!"

Stephen found himself at loss for words at your outburst of emotion, unable to find any peace of mind no matter what you might direct at him. He expected you to never see you again in the first place, or you coming at him with aversion, spitting well-deserved defamations at him.

But here you stood, not even remotely mad at the man that had stolen six months of your lifetime - of your freedom - however, giving himself up instead of carrying on was unforgiveable.

Back then, Strange arrogantly judged Wanda and her rampage - but now he knew what it feels like to continue a madness you thought was no going back from. And he thought himself to be pathetically hypocritical if he would attempt to continue life as if nothing happened.

"I'm sorry." He bowed his head, but you declined his apology. "Don't be. You weren't right in your mind this whole time. You're not at fault here."

Strange deserved punishment, obviously - and the fact that he was making amends for his deeds should be more than rewarding for you.

Yet still, seeing him like this hurt almost as much as the thought to be separated from him soon. Before this happens, you must be sure that he would be fine without you!

"You- you never touched me inappropriately." Steve seemed almost offended by the way you held onto every convenient excuse for him. "I-I mean we've kissed, but...nothing more."

"Wonderful" he grid his teeth, clearly dwelling in his own pity. "Now we know that there is an unhinged, pathetic, homicidal sociopath somewhere deep inside of me - but god forbid not a rapist. Great."

"You know this isn't true." As far as you know it, at least. "Wong told me that the Darkhold strenghtens our negative characteristics. It tempates us to give in to our deepest, darkest desires. Twisting them into something sinister and vile."

But if this was the worst Stephen could come up with, then you concluded him to have one of the purest hearts of all. Possessing so much raw strenght, magical powers that surpassed all human understanding - and all his evil version could come up with was a domestic life with his Soulmate.

"You used the Darkhold for the sake of the universe, for the safety of countless beings." Your voice was an octave higher than usual now, his jaw clenching at the impact of your fingers on his chin. "Doing all this, even at the cost of your own soul...what a great sacrifice."

"I should've known better, be better! Find another way! What if I lost control, became a menace to the world?!" Always so harsh on himself, this much you could tell. And he could find no solace in you trying trying to defend his irredeemable actions.

Yet his scolding was in vain, all screams went on deaf ears.

"You should fear me! If not hate, then at least fear the monster that took from you!" Strange looked down at his trembling, scarred hands, that had caused you so much misery. "I ruin everything and everyone around me, because of my selfishness and inability to let go. But being with you....being with you made me feel less like a failure."

"Stephen, you are enough. More than that!" As he stopped resisting your approaches, you'd place your lips on either side of his face, wiping away his tears. "For me, and many more."

The sorcerer was watching you with an awestruck expression before he snapped, mouth crushing over yours in exasperation. Sobbing against your lips, he could only hope that his actions spoke for itself - his touch telling you all the words he cowardly left unsaid until now.

"I love you, Y/N. Even before we met, I fell in love with you."

"I know. Rest now, Stephen."

[Next Chapter]

[doctorstrangerp]

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[dazesanddoodles]

butch wong is real

[headoverheelsforramsey]

Hello. Random FC questions:

How did you choose your MC’s FC?

Was it the first pick or did you have someone else in mind?

Does the FC’s personality match your MC’s?

Is it hard to find content?

Is there was no David Gandy (god forbids) who would you choose as your Ethan’s FC?

Oooh! Interesting question! 😍

How did you choose your MC’s FC?

It was mostly vibe based. I didn't try to find someone who looks like the game version, because I knew finding someone like that was gonna be difficult. So instead I followed my vision of what I wanted her to look like and everything I wanted her to be.

Was it the first pick or did you have someone else in mind?

Mithila Palkar wasn't my first pick actually. When I first played Open Heart I always imagined my MC to be Prajakta Koli.

I loved her! I followed her YouTube advently watched all of her videos and idolized her. So she was my obvious first choice. Honestly it's through her that I came to know of Mithila Palkar and then started watching her works : Girl in the City, Little Things, etc. And then I became a fan of Mithila as well. So when I started writing Meera and devoloping her background and characteristics basically converted Meera from just a character to my brainchild, I could see Prajakta not fitting the bill. It was difficult, honestly, when you are envisioning someone for so long, to suddenly jump wagons. It took me time to adjust and get comfortable. But to honor my first choice of FC I made Prajakta the FC for Ritu, Meera's Best friend!

Does the FC’s personality match your MC’s?

To some extent absolutely! Dare I say that was my primary reason of not going with Prajakta, she felt too light and easy to me. I wanted someone fun and carefree but also who gets really uptight and stubborn about their wants and needs. Honestly Little things sealed the deal for me. Mithila's character Kavya is a slightly closer envisionment to Meera than she herself is lol. 😂

Is it hard to find content?

Sometimes, yes. I think the major problem that I find is most of Mithila's pictures are in Indian wear or ofcourse set in India. And as much as I love portraying my and Meera's culture through my works, it's after all set in Boston and hence sometimes it doesn't work out. Yet I wouldn't trade it for the world, or change to a non Desi FC.

Is there was no David Gandy (god forbids) who would you choose as your Ethan’s FC?

Well before joining the fandom and knowing about the existence of DG I had a very clear picture of Ethan Ramsey, another doctor with blue eyes for whom I am ready to get on my knees any day, any time. 🥵

My love towards Stephen Strange or Benedict Cumberbatch or Sherlock Holmes still remains the same 🤤 but there is no better Ethan than DG and I take no criticism.

Thank you so much for sending this to me anon. I thoroughly loved answering every minute of it! 💜

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An Extra Dose of Chaos- Malcolm Bright Imagine (Prodigal Son/Criminal Minds Crossover)

Title: An Extra Dose of Chaos

Pairing: Malcolm Bright X Reader 

Requested: Nope

Word Count: 1,861 words

Warning(s): Violence in canon of both shows

Summary: (Starts on season 13, episode 7 of Criminal Minds) The BAU found themselves in a time of need after their final confrontation with Scratch. Though absolutely devastated by the loss of Stephen Walker, (Y/n) was somewhat excited to not be seen as the new kid anymore when Malcolm Bright was brought on to the team. Now, if he could just stop making such a mess of things...

Author’s Note: THERE MAY BE A PART 2 OF THIS BUT I’M NOTE SURE YET! It took a long time but... I found a way to connect them! I am so excited! Also, I doubt Malcolm would’ve lasted this long in the B.A.U but this is the best way to put him in the story without using two seasons that were airing at the same time (Season 1 of Prodigal Son and season 15 of Criminal Minds)

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I let out a sigh as I walked to the round table. Another day without Stephen. We had both joined the team around the same time, but I was still declared a new kid because he beat me here by about a month. Garcia had given Luke the official title but I still felt it whenever we were debriefed on a case. Stephen gave me someone to relate to. 

I looked over to the door as J.J walked in. She grinned at me.

“Emily hired a new agent,” she said. I nodded. “How are you?”

“Shaky but desperate to get some work done,” I replied, forcing a smile. I knew she was going to say more but luckily the team walked in before she could.

Emily stayed standing as everyone got settled in their seats.

“Everyone, this Malcolm Bright, he’s our new agent,” she said, pointing at the man standing next to her. He waved. Emily and him made their way to their seats. “Take it away, Garcia.”

Malcolm had sat in the spot right next to me. I glanced over at him while he read the case file. He seemed... giddy? That wasn’t the right word but I don’t think there was a better one. Something that should’ve disturbed him just... didn’t.

It was a strange case. Victims were kidnapped, had symbols carved into their faces, and then were found in their cars but miles away from where they were last seen. All without any memory of what had happened to them. 

“Alright, wheels up in 30,” Emily said before standing. Everyone followed close behind her.

“Hey, Malcolm,” I said, stopping the new guy before he left. “How are you feeling? I know some of this stuff can feel overwhelming on the first day.”

“I’m alright,” he replied. “Believe me, I’ve seen worse.”

“When,” I asked, my eyebrows furrowing together for a moment.

“Oh, y’know, research for school and such,” he shrugged the question off. “I’ve gotta get my go bag.”

“Okay, see you on the jet.”

“We have our own jet?”

--Time Skip--

“Spencer,” I said, looking at the photos of one of the victim’s injuries. “These can’t be taser or stun gun marks.”

“Why,” the doctor in front of us asked. 

“They usually burn the skin around the radius of the mark,” I replied. “There’s no burn mark.”

“Did the victim report a metallic taste in her mouth,” Spencer asked as Malcolm looked over my shoulder at the photos. 

“They’re probably snake bites,” Malcolm noted, cutting the doctor off a little bit. “Blood tests would show if there was any venom present.”

Spencer turned around and listed off a few blood tests that I could never remember. I closed the file. 

“A snake as a way to subdue a victim, that’s risky,” I said, looking at Malcolm.

“Hot day, lock the snake in the car, and wait,” he mumbled. “It leaves a lot to chance. This is the element that matters. There’s no way a snake is a weapon of opportunity.”

“If it’s a dangerous reptile, there’d be records of licenses,” I said as we followed Spencer out of the hospital. “Once we have the kind of snake, we could ask Garcia to cross-reference.”

“Except if it was bought on the black market,” Malcolm added. 

“You do not know Garcia,” I smirked, picking up my pace to keep up with Spencer. Damn this boy and his gazelle legs. 

“She seems delightful,” Malcolm shrugged. None of us spoke again until we were in the car. “So... why does this guy choose body modification? Why specifically the scarring? Surely tattoos would have a similar effect to the women’s self-worth.”

“I don’t know yet,” Spencer replied. “I say we relay what we know to the team and see what they say.”

We both nodded, waiting for him to start the car.

--Time Skip--

I wondered why my heart could beat so fast yet I could look so calm when we got to crime scenes. It was like my fear responses stopped halfway. I’m sure there was a reason for it but there are some things you think about but don’t really want the answers to. 

I took a deep breath as the car stopped. I unbuckled quickly. We had split up. Matt, J.J, Malcolm, and me in one car; Rossi, Spencer, and Luke in the other. Emily stayed back at the police station to help us out as much as possible. 

Matt and J.J went around the back to keep watch. Malcolm and I got to the front door. I was just about to lay my hand on the doorknob so we could be smart about this...

and then Malcolm sprinted in. No count, no warning, he just ran in without any warning.

“Malcolm,” I hissed, following him quickly. What the hell was wrong with him. 

I barely got there at the same time as him when he busted the door down. 

“F.B.I,” I shouted, actually doing my job. I followed him inside.

He didn’t have his gun aimed. Did he have it out when he first ran in? I kept my gun fixed on Desi- the unsub- who was just staring at us. Her mom tied to a chair and her sister trapped on one of the seats you’d see in a tattoo parlor.

“Desi, drop the knife,” Malcolm said, holding his gun up. 

“You- You don’t know what she did to me,” she replied.

“We do,” he nodded. “We know about the neglect and... and the abuse.”

“I was so scared,” she was whispering.

“Who wouldn’t be,” I asked. “You were just a kid-”

“I tried so hard to erase any sign of her,” she continued. “And there she is on the front page. They think she’s perfect.”

My eyes drifted towards the snakes in the room. 

“The perfect woman! The perfect mother! They don’t know what she’s capable of... what I’m capable of.”

“We know,” Malcolm nodded, grinning at her. “I also know that if you surrender and we walk out of here, everyone else will know too. She’ll have to live with that. Isn’t that what you wanted? For your mom to live with the shame of all of this?”

Desi went to move forward, towards the snakes.

“Desi,” I said firmly. She stopped... for a moment. She then ran at the container, shoving it towards the ground before sprinting out the other door. 

“Help her mom,” I shouted, walking over to her sister. “Hey, stay with me, yeah? We’re gonna get you help.”

I went to call for an ambulance, only stopping for a second when I heard gunshots. I shook it off, calling the ambulance before helping her sister up and out of the room. Malcolm had already left with her mom.

--Time Skip--

We were all on the jet later that night. Some of the team was playing poker, others just relaxing. I was lounging on the small jet couch, cradling a mug of tea. 

“Hey,” Malcolm said softly, sitting next to me. I nodded as a way to acknowledge him. “I’ve only known you for a few days but I can already tell that silence is not a good sign.”

“You ran into the house with any regard for safety,” I replied. “Your gun wasn’t drawn, you didn’t wait for back-up and was just lucky I was there, and you ran into an active crime scene without announcing that you were the F.B.I.”

“I did almost everything wrong.”

“Pretty much,” I sighed. “But you did a good job reasoning with Desi. As good of a job as any of us probably could.”

“Well, I’m sorry about what happened... but can I ask something?”

“Yeah.”

“Why are you so worried,” he asked. “I’d say you were angry but you aren’t displaying all of the signs of anger and you can’t just be nervous about the unsub because the event is over with.”

“I was the new kid before you,” I explained, already questioning whether or not I was ready to talk about this. “Around the same time I joined, Stephen Walker did. The team was looking for this serial killer that called himself Mr. Scratch. We thought we had found him and we knew the house was safe... we thought we were gonna catch him. Then, I think he laid spike in the road. Our cars crashed into each other. It was bad. Emily was kidnapped, the rest of us unconscious... except for Stephen. He died in that accident before they’d even found the cars. I had to tell his wife. I couldn’t even look to my right on my way home because her tears had stained my shirt. I lost the person I was closest to on the team.”

“Now you see another new kid running into snake dens like it’s no big deal,” Malcolm concluded. I nodded.

“It makes me really nervous,” I looked down. 

“I’m sorry,” he replied quietly. I shook my head.

“It’s alright,” I looked back up at him. “Just... please don’t do something like that again.”

“... I’ll do my best.”

I chuckled at his hesitation. If all went well, Malcolm would fit in just fine.

--Time Skip (In Between Seasons 14 & 15)--

“Hey,” I said as Malcolm walked over to his desk. He had yet another meeting with Emily and Cruz. This time it went a step further. “How’d it go?”

“I had a meeting to explain my actions,” he explained, grabbing his go-bag. It was pretty much the only thing he had at his desk. “And they fired me.”

“What,” I asked. I bit the inside of my cheek.

“Are you surprised that it happened or are you surprised that it happened?”

“You did punch a sheriff,” I trailed off. 

Malcolm nodded and started walking toward the elevator. I stood up and followed him quickly.

“Where are you gonna go,” I asked.

“Probably back to New York,” he shrugged. “My mom wants me back there anyway.”

“Oh,” I nodded. I wanted him to stay closer. I wanted to see him. I looked down nervously as we waited for the elevator. “It’s gonna be boring without you here.”

“Always kept you on your toes,” he chuckled. The elevator dinged. “You should come visit. Just give me a call.”

“Okay,” I replied. I was going to just wave but then jumped when Malcolm quickly kissed my cheek and stepped into the elevator. I could only watch in shock as the elevator doors closed. 

“Did that just happen,” Garcia asked, walking over to me.

“Oh my god,” I whispered, looking at her. “Oh my god!”

“Go talk to him,” she shouted as the other elevator opened. I ran in, waving at her and telling her to let Emily know where I went.

What I didn’t see was J.J walk up to Garcia after the elevator doors closed.

“What’s (Y/n) doing,” she asked. Garcia just grinned. 

“Proving that you owe me twenty bucks,” she replied.

“No he didn’t,” J.J said. Garcia nodded. “I’m waiting for (Y/n) to confirm that before I give you money.”

“(Y/n) might still be in shock when they get up here.”

...and maybe I was.

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Hey, love. Love your fics. Got any hidden gem writer recs? I know all the big ones and follow them. Want some new ones to follow

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Hey cutie. Thank you so much 💕🥰

I honestly get so confused with "big blogs" because I feel like every person I follow and read is pretty big. I'm relatively new here myself, and very bad with remembering blog names so these recs are a mix of maybe old and new...hope this helps?

Since everyone knows I'm a sucker for Lee Bodecker, @sloth-spaghetti has written amazing Lee fics. Check her out.

For Cevans and his characters, I'm loving @just-one-ordinary-fangirl @bluemusickid. If you're into Tony Stark and Stephen Strange, no one better than @ironlady1993 . Also, @giorno-plays-piano wrote a great Peter Parker fic that I loved.

One of my most favourite stories in the past week has been a Sam Wilson fic by @nacho-bucky . It's gonna make you feel, mark my words. And then @geniedetails has an awesome King Ari fic I'm loving.

I've also had @msmarvelwrites masterlist in my draft for a couple days and I'm very excited to check it out. You could also just head over to @that-damn-girl masterlist and check out her amazing new gangbang fic 🙈

I recently read great drabbles by @chrissquares and an amazing one shot by @starlightcrystalline . And if you're into male reader inserts then @spider-trash has some fics with that.

For some desi fics I like to head over to @cloudystevie @donutloverxo @scentedsongrebel .

I mean, I'm obsessed with a lot of blogs here, most of which you may already follow but if you don't: @drabblewithfrannybarnes @donutloverxo @caffiend-queen @saiyanprincessswanie @the-soulofdevil @sweeterthanthis @mypoisonedvine @iraot @angrythingstarlight @navybrat817 @ozarkthedog @stargazingfangirl18 @littlefreya @sapphirescrolls

I may have forgotten to mention some amazing friends and authors, sorry. But everyone mentioned on this list is a great writer and they come up with some of the best works I've ever read. I wholeheartedly recommend reading their stuff and following them.

Hope this helped. Have a great day hon ❤️

[mianmimi]

About Wanda/Stephen happening in DS2: I'm 95% sure it won't happen. The other 5% is my lack of faith in Marvel Studios after Endgame, which I didn't enjoy and not just 'cause it suffered from a severe lack of Stephen and Wong. btw, am I the only loving their outfits for the funeral? My Wonrange brain convinced me it was their wedding outfits. After/before the funeral they sling-ringed themselves to Vegas and got married. Our Benny Boys(tm) are so fucking hot istg

Anyway, back to Wanda/Stephen, with all due respect to the people who ship it... Jericho/Wanda is where it's at. They've been an item in a few comics and he's so good to Wanda in the comics and she's so good to him. I kinda hardcore ship it, and the fact that Jericho's casting call is looking for a younger actor tells me that Jericho will be close to Wanda's age range for a reason. A romantic reason <3

 "The age gap between Wanda and Stephen coupled with the mentor thing is too much of a combo for me. He’s old enough to be her dad and it’s in the yikes zone for me."

btw, I know this is heresy in the DS fandom, more so in the 616 side, but... you just described why I've never liked Stephen/Clea. I like Clea, mostly because she's based on Stevie Nicks and I love Stevie Nicks lol But no, really, I do like her. It's just that their relationship isn't good at all. Stephen neglects her as a lover so fucking much it's pretty much a running gag. She constantly wonders and suffers over whether he loves her or not. That ain't healthy. And of course Stephen is supposed to be superior to her in the mystic arts, as if Clea isn't half Faltine. The only reason why Clea isn't the better sorcerer and is always portrayed as such is that comics are sexist, getting better, but still sexist.

Stephen acknowledged in the comics that his relationship with Clea was doomed from the start because he'd been her teacher. He literally says he wishes he hadn't been her teacher at all and had been just her lover.

“Perhaps I should never have made Clea my disciple. The duality of our relationship was always an impediment to our love. Perhaps… if I had not been the master, and she the disciple… we might still be lovers.”

Doctor Strange, vol. 2, #54 (August 1982) Because in this house we do research lol

I love Stephen, but Clea deserves a better man (OR WOMAN HELLO). They aren't good for each other. It's like Christine/Stephen. I love them separately, but together... NOPE!

And on the subject of Clea... if they cast a white actress for Clea I'll be pissed! The DS supporting cast needs more PoC! I'm half Desi so I've always pictured Clea as Desi, especially in recent comics where she's drawn and colored ambiguously brown. Ambiguously Brown = Definitely not a white woman with a tan but fuck if we know her ethnic background.

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You know what gets me about Stephen’s relationships? They can all do much better than him. Even beyond canon and into the various ships, his love interests could all do better. It’s a blessing and a curse I think. He’s got all these amazing people who love him but he can’t sustain a healthy relationship with any of them :(

I do hope that with the changes they made for the MCU, that they’ll also remove the whole Clea as Stephen’s student aspect. Just like they removed Wong’s role of being a manservant. I’d love to see the roles reversed where she’s the one who’s stronger and ends up teaching him. I really like seeing Stephen as a student, and hopefully that won’t disppear with the sequels.

Seeing Jericho on screen is gonna be so much fun! Though with a young casting call I have to assume that Daniel and Jericho aren’t twins. I’d like to see Wanda finding some happiness and love again after Vision’s passing. And hopefully she can find that in Jericho.

As for Clea casting, I’m really hoping for a person of color as well. I already got my fancast but I know it’ll never happen lol. I’m Filipina so I wanted someone from that background to be Clea. My headcanon is Angel Aquino. She can kick ass and she’s age appropriate for Stephen. She’s actually older than Benedict if you can believe that. Natural beauty and grace.

It’s really fun to have fancasts! Especially since nothing is confirmed yet and we can enjoy seeing our favs as the picks. With that said guys, feel free to share your fancast!