#dr.stephen strange

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Dr.Strange x Afab!Reader

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

"What's wrong?" He asked calmly

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

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

"But it still hurts"

"Anything I can do to help?"

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

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

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

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

"Not today,It still hurts"

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

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

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

“I’m gonna hold you to that promise”

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

Thank you, my friend, fo inspiring me to do so!💙I do hope to continue this, probably 4-5 chapters altogether. I want to see Solemn & Hope find there way to what OG Stephen envisioned for them. And in case I never get to the ending (or it just takes me months) I think a wonderful epilogue would have him dream of his multiversal self finidng that love and happiness. Ending the story from his pov, just as it began in the one-shot you wrote.💗

I agree ~ ‘Solace’ is an excellent ship name--and perhaps a title for the fic as well!

This is just a little piece written as a sort of follow up to The Light of Hidden Flowers by @darsynia ~ a oneshot she wrote as a gift to cheer me up during a recent, very rough spell. It features Darsy's non-magical Stephen Strange Variant and a Variant of my OFC, Hope Collins (from my 'Sunday in the Park with Stephen' & 14,000,604), who is very down on her luck.

Mayhap no one will read this except Darsy and me, but I'm happy to be able to post anything at all, caught in the grip as I am, of a nearly year long writer's block. But if you do, I hope you'll enjoy it dear Reader...and perhaps check out Darcy's one shot (as well as he other amazing works!)...and maybe even give me some much needed encouragement by reblogging this.

genre: Soulmate AU, Stephen Strange AU (where he's still a surgeon), Stephen Strange x OFC

general audience

angst, tw: homelessness

word count: 1.6k

Hope sleeps.

Hours upon hours of untroubled, restorative sleep. Such a pale waif, she was--but for the dark circles rimming her eyes--looking so small beneath the downy counterpane, with her head sunk snuggly into a pillow so long out of use that Stephen can’t recall the last time someone slept there. She barely moves throughout her slumber; he sneaks a cautious peek on her several times as night transitions to dawn, transitions to day, surprised that in between, his own sleep is the most restful he’s had in months. Perhaps that’s his mind’s way of compartmentalizing the surreal experience of being confronted by an impossible other self. He hears the toilet flush twice during that span, but she moves on silent, stockinged feet right back to the cozy coccoon of his guestroom bed. Besides which, he wouldn’t dream of disturbing his guest--the doctor in him knowing this was the first, best medicine he could offer her. And the man he was feeling that the other Doctor Strange had charged him with a sacred duty, no matter how improbable that had to be.

“I’m, uh...Stephen, by the way,” he had offered quietly, once the golden ring behind them had fizzled closed.

She nodded, already half-asleep still on her feet, blinking her woebegone eyes. It had been too dark to tell their color, but he guessed that with her pale skin and the thick, light auburn, braid hanging down from her knit cap, that they were some shade of blue. “Hope,” she replied in a voice husked with exhaustion, “Thank you for your...” Her brow had furrowed a moment as she searched for the right word, and in a single heartbeat, Stephen felt a sudden fondness take root in his chest at the quietly endearing picture she made. “...hospitality.”

He had opened his mouth, meaning to speak the proper platitude for the moment--my pleasure--but realized there should be more than just a polite nicety to this first interaction between them. “I’m happy to help.” And he found that he truly was, broken sleep and brief adventure in freezing temperatures notwithstanding. “Please, make yourself as comfortable as you can,” he urged her gently. Hope had bit her lip and bowed her head as aknowledgement, and it had felt to Stephen as though she only refrained from answering so to keep herself from breaking into tears. That silent nobility summoned a sympathetic ache on her behalf, to join the sudden fondness in his chest.

“Here, let me take this,” he had told her, prompting her to surrender the blanket wrapped about her.  When she unbuttoned her hooded, wool coat (she would tell him later it was secondhand, from a local church’s St.Vincent DePaul Society), he was quick to circle behind her to help her shrug it off. This close, he could feel her shiver, and he had to fight the impulse to wrap her up in a comforting embrace. It would do nothing to allay her skittishness and would probably send her bolting away from him instead, as quickly as she was able. Stephen backed away and laid her things on the bottom of the bed.

Hope turned to him and he was swift to fill in the gap. “I can fix you something to eat if you're hungry, or at least something hot to drink to help you warm up...”

She braved meeting his eyes, clearing her throat before she spoke. “If it wouldn’t be too much trouble, I’d love some orange juice. I, um...I can’t remember the last time I had some.”

“Sure,” he nodded, “Right away. And how about a little snack or something?”

She gave him a brave little smile, “Nah. The juice will be enough for now. If you have some.”

“Alright,” Stephen answered with his own small smile, then moved past her to open the bathroom door to flick on the light, leaving the door ajar enough to spill a wedge of warm light across the floor. “You can wash up, if you wish. There’s plenty of towels, and a whirlpool tub. Bathroom connects on the other side with the master bedroom.”

“Thanks. Um...if it’s alright, I’d like to lay down right now. You can’t imagine how the body craves laying down when you haven’t had the chance in...well, in days and days...” Though her voice cracked on the last few words, Hope held his gaze without flinching. "I'm just so incredibly...weary. And that bed looks really inviting..."

“I’m sure it does,” he replied softly. “Please...make yourself at home, Hope. And I’ll go grab that juice for you.” Stephen paused a moment, until she acknowledged him with a bob of her head, before he departed on his errand.

Before the juice, though, he had stopped to get something comfortable for her to change into, from his dresser. Neither he nor his other self, had even thought to grab some of Hope’s personal belongings before ending up in his apartment. Stephen supposed they’d need to retrieve some items at some point the next day. That other him had advised a week’s stay--not only for Hope’s sake, but for his own. Plus, they’d eventually need to move her car to his second space in the building’s parking garage.

He returned to find Hope had propped a couple of pillows against the headboard, having slipped beneath the covers. She had taken the care of folding what looked to be a couple layers of clothing, and left them (along with her coat, blanket, and knit cap) in a neat pile on the chaise at the foot of the bed. She wore a simple, white camisole, trimmed in a thin band of lace across the swell of her breasts. It would have been rude to let his eyes linger, but by the light from the bathroom, Stephen had enough time to notice the light freckling along and beneath her collarbone echoed the pretty spray of freckles across the bridge of her nose and cheeks. How...fetching, he had thought, wondering that such a rarely used word had popped into his mind.

Setting the orange juice on the bedside table, Stephen added a chocolate chip muffin that he’d hastily swathed in plastic wrap, a fresh washed apple, and a banana. “Just in case you wake up feeling peckish,” he told her, then placed the small bundle of clothes he’d grabbed from his room, next to her own on the chaise. “It’s just a tee shirt and some flannel pajama bottoms--they cinch at the waist, so they shouldn’t fall off--but they’ll be a little long for you. Oh, and an old hoodie of mine.” It was, in fact, his well worn, favorite Columbia hoodie; he hadn’t hesitated in including it, for it somehow made his proffer of help more personal. More sincere.

Hope’s tired eyes were warm with gratitude while she did her best to stifle a yawn. “If there’s anything more you need, please don’t hesitate to ask. I’m a pretty light sleeper," he told her, "and I’ll just be on the other side of the bathroom door...” Stephen shrugged as he trailed off, hoping he had done enough to put the woman at ease.�� 

“Thank you for your kindness, Stephen. You’ve already done far more than most people might’ve. Easpecially given the...extraordinary...circumstances...”

He chuckled, despite the gravity of the moment. “Extraordinary beyond belief...”

“I know, right,” she almost giggled, so that he wondered how long it had been since Hope had enjoyed the opportunity to laugh. “I keep pinching myself to test if this is all real.”

“Yeah, me too,” he admitted, “And if not, it’s the trippiest dream I’ve ever had.”

“Yeah, me too,” she repeated, then gave a little shiver.

“Hey, you okay?” Concerned, Stephen dared to perch on the edge of the bed beside her, slipping back into physician mode, but stopping short of the urge to lay his hand against her forehead, as she might find that act as being too familiar. “Are you having chills? Do you feel feverish?”

Shaking her head, Hope tugged the blanket a bit higher, “No...no, I’m fine. Just really tired and...and truthfully?” The corners of her mouth framed a wee smile, “Most of me still thinks I’m dreaming...or hallucinating...” Her eyes seemed to plead with Stephen to give her some assurance she was wrong. “But right now, I have no will except to let whatever this is, just sweep me along.” 

And that was enough for him. Stephen did touch her, as much for himself as to answer her concern. Just his hand against her cheek, his voice gone low, and as soft as her flesh. “Hope...do you remember a dream, ever in your life, with warmth this real?” 

"Never. Not ever." Hope closed her eyes, exhaling the quietest little sigh of relief as she parted her lips and nestled her cheek against his palm. They seemed to freeze in place that way, while a thousand thoughts swirled through Stephen’s mind, not the least of which was wondering how such a sweet soul--for already, she felt as such to him--could have come to such desperate straits.

By the time he lowered his hand, Hope’s breathing had slowed to that of a sleeper’s, but he waited a minute more before rising from the bed, so as not to jostle her awake. Tomorrow would do for pondering the slew of questions they must have in common regarding the unbelievable visitation from a stranger-not-stranger, whose force of will had somehow bound their fates together, for at least a little while.

If you read the whole piece through, thank you most kindly!💙 If you reblog, you'll truly make my day!!🥰

Hope is homeless in this fiction, as I have been since July 2022--a condition I had never imagined for her or for myself. I've been blessed to get through this long, difficult, and very enlightening journey with much help from friends here on tumblr. And I am ever hopeful to finally find a permanent home, especially lately, as I've been having to sleep in my car more and more often--which has been detrimental to my health. Perhaps by the time I can write a happy ending for this version of Hope & Stephen, I may find a better ending of my own!

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[ao3feed-sambucky]

Resurrection

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/yCrmpWE by EnHoMochi When Tony Stark was sixteen years old, he made a stupid decision at a college party he should not have even been at. So by the age of seventeen, he has his first born. After his daughter’s mother terminates her right, he decided on the name Maggie Edwina Stark, named after his favorite Aunt Peggy Carter and favorite Uncle Edwin Jarvis. When Maggie was twenty three years old, working closely under her father and pushing herself to have a social life, she meets Dr.Stephen Strange at a bar. Soon after, Stephen Strange and Maggie Stark are privately dating. Then Ironman happens, Vanko Happens, The Avengers Happen, Sakovia Happens, The Accords Happen, ‘Civil War’ happens, and finally Thanos happens. Maggie decides to rectify the situation, even when everyone else thinks the risk is too high. Words: 4125, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/M, M/M, Other Characters: Stephen Strange, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), Pietro Maximoff, Clint Barton, Scott Lang, Hope Van Dyne, Carol Danvers, Kate Bishop, Logan | Worst Wolverine (Deadpool Movies), Wade Wilson, Matt Murdock, Frank Castle, Peter Quill, Rocket Raccoon, Groot (Marvel), Drax the Destroyer, Mantis (Marvel), Nebula (Marvel), Gamora (Marvel), Yukio (Deadpool Movies), Ellie Phimister, Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Toussaint | T’Challa (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Okoye (Marvel), Shuri (Marvel), America Chavez Relationships: Stephen Strange/Original Female Character(s), Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Bruce Banner/Thor, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Carol Danvers/James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Wanda Maximoff/Vision, Happy Hogan/Aunt May Parker, Scott Lang/Hope Van Dyne, Logan | Worst Wolverine (Deadpool Movies)/Wade Wilson Additional Tags: Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Post-Movie: Avengers: Infinity War (2018), Aunt May Parker is not Blipped | Dusted (Marvel), Wong Is Blipped | Dusted (Marvel), Stephen Strange & Wong Friendship, Stephen Strange Needs a Hug, Vision Lives (Marvel), Pietro Maximoff Lives, Tony Stark Does Not Snap, The Blip | The Five Years Between Thanos's Snap and Hulk's Snap, The Blip Happens Differently (Marvel), Tony Stark Needs a Hug, I'm Bad At Tagging, Unresolved Emotional Tension, Emotional Hurt, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Stephen Strange Is Not Okay, Stephen Strange Acting as America Chavez's Parental Figure read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/yCrmpWE

[slockholmes]

my favorite - benedict cumberbatch

w/dr.stephen strange

[ao3feed-drstrange]

Resurrection

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/5e42JvF by EnHoMochi When Tony Stark was sixteen years old, he made a stupid decision at a college party he should not have even been at. So by the age of seventeen, he has his first born. After his daughter’s mother terminates her right, he decided on the name Maggie Edwina Stark, named after his favorite Aunt Peggy Carter and favorite Uncle Edwin Jarvis. When Maggie was twenty four three years old, working closely under her father and pushing herself to have a social life, she meets Dr.Stephen Strange at a bar. Soon after, Stephen Strange and Maggie Stark are privately dating. Then Ironman happens, Vanko Happens, The Avengers Happen, Sakovia Happens, The Accords Happen, ‘Civil War’ happens, and finally Thanos happens. Maggie decides to rectify the situation, even when everyone else thinks the risk is too high. Words: 4125, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/M, M/M, Other Characters: Stephen Strange, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), Pietro Maximoff, Clint Barton, Scott Lang, Hope Van Dyne, Carol Danvers, Kate Bishop, Logan | Worst Wolverine (Deadpool Movies), Wade Wilson, Matt Murdock, Frank Castle, Peter Quill, Rocket Raccoon, Groot (Marvel), Drax the Destroyer, Mantis (Marvel), Nebula (Marvel), Gamora (Marvel), Yukio (Deadpool Movies), Ellie Phimister, Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Toussaint | T’Challa (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Okoye (Marvel), Shuri (Marvel), America Chavez Relationships: Stephen Strange/Original Female Character(s), Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Bruce Banner/Thor, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Carol Danvers/James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Wanda Maximoff/Vision, Happy Hogan/Aunt May Parker, Scott Lang/Hope Van Dyne, Logan | Worst Wolverine (Deadpool Movies)/Wade Wilson Additional Tags: Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Post-Movie: Avengers: Infinity War (2018), Aunt May Parker is not Blipped | Dusted (Marvel), Wong Is Blipped | Dusted (Marvel), Stephen Strange & Wong Friendship, Stephen Strange Needs a Hug, Vision Lives (Marvel), Pietro Maximoff Lives, Tony Stark Does Not Snap, The Blip | The Five Years Between Thanos's Snap and Hulk's Snap, The Blip Happens Differently (Marvel), Tony Stark Needs a Hug, I'm Bad At Tagging, Unresolved Emotional Tension, Emotional Hurt, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Stephen Strange Is Not Okay, Stephen Strange Acting as America Chavez's Parental Figure read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/5e42JvF

[theweirdspacejellyfish]

Old movies/ animated shows you should watch!

Doctor strange 2007 - movie

Summary: dr.stephen strange embarks on a wondrous journey to the heights of Tibetan mountain, where he seeks healing at the feet of the mysterious ancient one

Invincible iron man 2007 - movie

Summary: when a cocky industrial’ efforts to raise an ancient Chinese temple leads him to be seriously wounded and captured by enemy forces, he must use his ideas for a revolutionary power armor in order to fight back as a superhero

Growing up creepie 2006 - 2 seasons

Summary:

The Wild 2006 - movie

Summary: an adolescent lion is accidentally shipped from the New York zoo to Africa. Now running free, his zoo pals must put aside their differences to help bring him back

Home on the range 2004 - movie

When a greedy outlaw schemes to take possession of the “ patch of heaven” dairy farm, three determined cows, a karate- kicking stallion and a colorful corral of critters join forces to save their home. The stakes are sky high as this unlikely animal alliance risk their hides and match wits with a mysterious band of bad guys

Steamboat 2004 - movie

Summary: after receiving a package from his grandfather, ray, a young inventor who lives in England during the mid 19th century, finds himself caught in the middle of a deadly conflict related to a revolutionary advance in steam power

Si bad: legend of the seven seas 2003 - movie

Summary: the sailor of legend is framed by the goddess Eris for the theft of the book of peace, and must travel to her realm at the end of the world to retrieve it and sac the life of his childhood friend prince proteus

Maggie and the ferocious beast 2000- 2 seasons

Summary: five year old Maggie creates her own map of imaginary world called nowhere land that, in reality, takes the characters nowhere. She imagines that are her friends

Spawn 1997 - 3 seasons

Summary: from the comic books spawn

Chalkzone 1998 - 4 seasons

Summary: Rudy tabootie, an elementary school student whose magic chalk allows him into the Chalkzone, an alternative dimension where everything drawn on a blackboard and erased becomes real

Memories 1995 - movie

Summary: in this anime anthology, a salvage ship crew happens upon a haunted vessel in “ Magnetic Rose”, a cold tablet turns a lab worker into a biological weapon in “ Stink Bomb”, and an urban populace carries on an endless war with an unseen foe in “ Cannon Fodder”

[the-almighty-pen]

Tony: I got the Gucci shoes Peter wanted for Christmas

Stephan: He asked for crocs, Tony.

Stephan: C R O C S

Tony: Okay well at least he’ll be comfortable in style.

[doctorstrangeaskblog]

@ask-the-great-loki-odinson

yOU wHaT-

[domxmarvel]

Together

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“You don’t have to carry the weight of the world all by yourself, you know?” Dr.Strange x Female!Reader

It was three in the morning when you woke up thirsty. As you walked by the library,you saw that the light was still on.  

“Stephen, are you still awake?”

“Sorry,did I wake you up?” You walked into the library.

“No,but you should be sleeping. The worlds not gonna stop in its tracks if you rest for a bit.” His cloak floated away to let you put your hands on his shoulders,squeezing them lightly. “Come on” You tried to drag him away but he didn’t move.

“Y/N I’ll be fine,I pulled twenty four hour shifts before. I was a doctor, remember?” He tried to dismiss you,but you didn’t move.

“Like I’d forget,Dr.Strange. But seriously, how long have you been up?” He avoided looking at you. You sighed and shut the book he was holding,taking his hand and you started dragging him out. 

“Y/N please”

“No and don’t even try” Surprisingly he didn’t fight you any further on this. You had pretty much wrapped your body around him,it would be impossible for him to get out. “Stephen” You felt his hand through your hair.

“Yes?”

“You don’t have to carry the weight of the world all by yourself, you know? I’m here for you and I’ll help out anyway I can,just ask”

“Y/N I can’t ask you to do that”

“Of course you can,I’ll always be here for whatever you need. Stephen you’re not alone”

[the-almighty-pen]

Okay, but the Sanctum has a thing of welcoming lost people. Like the Sanctum special only allows lost people or people who need it to find them. People who feel felt unloved or unwelcome in society would find the Sanctum easier. So... I think the Sanctum was first.

I'm never going to stop loving the fact that the New York Sanctum is in Greenwich village, a neighborhood historically known for its LGBT community

[mysticalmoonwitch]

The Dad's of The MCU

۞ Dr.Stephen Strange (Benedict Cumberbatch)

⎊ Tony Stark (Robert Downey Jr

�� Bruce Banner (Mark Ruffalo)

۞ Wong (Benedict Wong)

[all-your-favs-are-jews]

Dr.Stephen Strange aka Doctor Strange from: Marvel is Jewish!

Submitted by: @groovy-lady

[ao3feed-drstrange]

Resurrection

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/5e42JvF by EnHoMochi When Tony Stark was sixteen years old, he made a stupid decision at a college party he should not have even been at. So by the age of seventeen, he has his first born. After his daughter’s mother terminates her right, he decided on the name Maggie Edwina Stark, named after his favorite Aunt Peggy Carter and favorite Uncle Edwin Jarvis. When Maggie was twenty four three years old, working closely under her father and pushing herself to have a social life, she meets Dr.Stephen Strange at a bar. Soon after, Stephen Strange and Maggie Stark are privately dating. Then Ironman happens, Vanko Happens, The Avengers Happen, Sakovia Happens, The Accords Happen, ‘Civil War’ happens, and finally Thanos happens. Maggie decides to rectify the situation, even when everyone else thinks the risk is too high. Words: 4125, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/M, M/M, Other Characters: Stephen Strange, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), Pietro Maximoff, Clint Barton, Scott Lang, Hope Van Dyne, Carol Danvers, Kate Bishop, Logan | Worst Wolverine (Deadpool Movies), Wade Wilson, Matt Murdock, Frank Castle, Peter Quill, Rocket Raccoon, Groot (Marvel), Drax the Destroyer, Mantis (Marvel), Nebula (Marvel), Gamora (Marvel), Yukio (Deadpool Movies), Ellie Phimister, Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Toussaint | T’Challa (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Okoye (Marvel), Shuri (Marvel), America Chavez Relationships: Stephen Strange/Original Female Character(s), Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Bruce Banner/Thor, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Carol Danvers/James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Wanda Maximoff/Vision, Happy Hogan/Aunt May Parker, Scott Lang/Hope Van Dyne, Logan | Worst Wolverine (Deadpool Movies)/Wade Wilson Additional Tags: Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Post-Movie: Avengers: Infinity War (2018), Aunt May Parker is not Blipped | Dusted (Marvel), Wong Is Blipped | Dusted (Marvel), Stephen Strange & Wong Friendship, Stephen Strange Needs a Hug, Vision Lives (Marvel), Pietro Maximoff Lives, Tony Stark Does Not Snap, The Blip | The Five Years Between Thanos's Snap and Hulk's Snap, The Blip Happens Differently (Marvel), Tony Stark Needs a Hug, I'm Bad At Tagging, Unresolved Emotional Tension, Emotional Hurt, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Stephen Strange Is Not Okay, Stephen Strange Acting as America Chavez's Parental Figure read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/5e42JvF

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

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Sweet November | Dr Strange x Fem!Reader

Sweet November : Chapter Three-November 4

| Series Summary: "One month." Stephen said, his gaze intense. He raised his hand, offered it for you to shake. "One month." you agreed and shook his hand. The sign of a closed deal. Then he smiled at you, and from that instant, you realized, you just broke rule number one; no falling in love.

| Chapter Warning: first 'date' yay! just some banter and some fluff

| Word Count: 2685 words

| A/N: aaaand this is where i leave you for a while. hope you like this chapter, i had fun writing it! comments, hearts, and REBLOGS are greatly appreciated. ily all 💘

Three days later you found yourself standing in front of your floor length mirror. Your hands absently smoothing out your dress, touching the pristine material probably for the hundredth time. Sighing has become your number one reaction and a usual habit for you these days. You regarded your vision once more and thought how different you looked. 

Long gone were the jeans and lace up boots, you were wearing a blue dress that accentuated your waist, and baby blue high heels that made your legs look long. Carefully, you took a step forward, still trying to break the heels in. 

Stephen’s stylist friend, Kali, very French and gay, was too happy to assist you. You remember entering the boutique, nervous, after pacing outside the shop for ten minutes. “Ah yes! Stephen finally brought a girl for me to style!” Kali exclaimed when you introduced yourself as Stephen’s ‘girlfriend’. You spent an afternoon there, trying out dresses and shoes, and getting overwhelmed at how everything was so pretty, expensive, and sparkly. Your once messy cabinet was now organized, and garment bags crowded the small space.

When the clock struck seven thirty, you slipped on your coat, grabbed your clutch and keys. Locked the door, and treaded carefully down the hall to the elevators. Before the elevator doors could close, your neighbor Margo, an elderly woman, called out for you to hold the door open. 

“Oh look at you! You look really pretty!” she gushed as you pressed the close button. 

“Thank you,” you blushed. You almost never dressed up, hence you found yourself in a new territory. You honestly do not know if you wore the dress right, or did your makeup pretty well. You could only hope your ‘boyfriend’ thinks you look quite acceptable for the event. 

“Who’s the lucky guy?” she pressed. You shyly smiled and said, “He’s a doctor.” 

She continued to quiz you until the elevator halted at the ground floor, you helped her out and she wished you a good night. You stepped out of your apartment building, expecting Stephen would be out waiting. You imagined his face in a scowl, disappointed at you for being late on your very first night on the job, but alas, you found no sign of him. 

Eventually, he arrived. But when he did, you were sitting on the steps of your apartment building, on the verge of falling asleep. The night hasn’t even started and your eyes are already drooping. Gingerly, you stood up, and he quickly walked towards you to help you up. You brushed off the dust from your dress and gave him a smile. 

“Sleeping on the job?” he teased you, and you playfully punched his arm. “I wouldn’t be if you weren’t so late,” you retorted. He opened the passenger door for you and you climbed in, once again feeling the leather beneath your skin. 

The low hum of the engine vibrated beneath you and that made you relax further into the seat. “This is such a nice car,” you absentmindedly said, running your nails against the upholstery. “Jaguar XE.” he replied and shot you a quick smile. 

“So, this party…” you prompted and looked at him. 

“Is pretty fancy. Just doctors dressed up and drinking expensive wine,” 

“And what am I supposed to do while you guys drink fancy wine?” 

“Your job is to keep the questions and the ladies, sometimes guys, at bay,” he smirked at you, and shifted gears. 

“Guys?” you asked, eyes wide. But where’s the surprise? He chuckled at your reaction and shrugged. 

“What if I failed to bat away the questions?” you asked, curious. “I really have no choice, Diana, I’m stuck with you.” he sighed dramatically and smiled at you. 

“Let’s just try our best, don’t overdo it, just act like a normal couple, okay?” he said as he slowed down the car. You nodded and watched as the car pulled up in front of a hotel. 

Stephen got out of the car and you did the same when the valet opened the door for you. He caught up next to you and offered his arm for you to hold on to. You snaked up your hand into the small space, gently gripping his arm. 

“You ready to act like we’re in love, Di?” he asked you, a smirk starting to creep on his pretty lips. The way he called you by your nickname made you grin like an idiot. 

“I really have no choice, Stephen.” you exhaled and looked up at him. 

Any passerby would mistake you as a couple already, it was quite obvious by the way you two looked at each other. 

Everything sparkled of silver and gold. The chandeliers. The champagne flutes. The trays. The plates. The silverware. When the two of you stepped into the room, your eyes quickly widened and took everything in. It was all so bright, so shiny. 

And the words escaped your lips in a squeak, “Wow,” “Yeah,” you heard him say. Stephen spotted the first inquisitor and he figured, it’s going to be a long night ahead. 

“Strange! Long time no see!” Stephen greeted his colleague with his usual smile, and shook his hand. “And who do we have here?”

“Dr. Collins, may I introduce you to my girlfriend, Diana Winston,” Stephen said and you smiled. You stuck out your hand to shake Dr. Collins' hand and you greeted him with a ‘hi’. 

“‘Bout time you brought a girl with you, Strange!” Dr. Collins said and you chuckled, seeing Stephen’s grimace. 

“He was waiting for me,” you boldly said, the words out of your lips before you could think about it. 

“Bet the wait was very worth it, isn’t it Stephen?” he joked, lightly patting Stephen’s back. “It is,” he replied, his voice tight. You smiled on his behalf, hoping to sell the ‘we’re a couple’ look. 

“Well, I’ll let you two lovebirds go, more people to meet and champers to drink. Nice to meet you Diana.” Dr. Collins said and you nodded, politely saying goodbye. 

Stephen led you away, his hand lightly grasping yours. “God, I hate him,” he said under his breath and you laughed. 

You were about to ask him why, but he stopped walking cause you were met with another curious doctor, ready to fire up the questions. 

"I'm so glad you could come!" she said, Stephen quickly introduced you to Dr. Robbins. 

"Hi, I'm Diana. Nice to meet you, Dr Robbins." you shook her hand and smiled. Your cheek muscles are already starting to hurt. 

"Goodness! You're very pretty, lucky you, Stephen!" she said and you masked your wince with another smile. 

Stephen, however, did not respond and you had to slightly jab him at the side to prompt him for an answer. He looked at you with an annoyed look and said, "Indeed I am." 

"How did you two meet?" she asked, eyes shining with curious enthusiasm.

"Tinder—", "A mutual friend—" the two of you simultaneously said and you let out a nervous chuckle. 

"We uh, we met through a mutual friend through Tinder," you said and Stephen cocked his head as if to say 'what?' 

"How long have you been dating?" she asked. Oh she really is curious, you thought. 

"A week—", "A month—" this time, you were the one who gave him a glare. Would anyone really believe that you two started dating just last week and now he's bringing you to public events? 

"We've been going out for a month," Stephen said, flashing his signature charming smile. 

Dr. Robbins once again gushed at how you two make a pretty couple and swiftly said “See you around,” because she spotted someone. 

"A week? And I thought you are supposed to be the smart one in this relationship," you snickered. 

"Technically, we are dating for at least a day or two, I just rounded it off. So yes, I am the smart one." he smirked at you and you rolled your eyes at him. 

"That's not believable," you countered. "Fine," he said in defeat, you do have a point. 

When you two arrived at the bar and had your drinks at hand, you started, "We need to get our stories straight," 

"Why are people so curious anyway? It's none of their business,"

"Apparently, it is because you finally 'brought a girl with you' to this stuff. The great Stephen Strange has finally brought a date," you mocked, deepening your voice. 

"I really don't see the big deal. Why can't they just, I don't know, not ask and mind their own lives?" 

"Oh, don't get so melodramatic! Wish you could say that to them though, I honestly don't like being asked about 'us'," 

"But instead, I have to pretend I'm nice and I'm in love with my girlfriend. If I don't, I'll probably offend half of the party and that doesn't look good for my books. So, come on, what do you suggest?" 

"Well, we could say we met through Tinder," 

"Absolutely not!" he said in horror and you laughed. 

"What? Why? It's the truth, Stephen," you said through your giggles. 

"We can't say that. They can't find out I have an account on that thing," he sternly said. He meant business. 

"Okay fine, for the sake of your reputation we'll say we met through a mutual friend. Is that okay with you?" you asked and took a sip of your drink. He nodded in agreement. 

A silence has passed between the two of you and for a moment you breathed out a sigh of relief. Bantering with Stephen does tend to get you on a high. But it was quickly broken when he groaned. “Oh god.” 

“What? Why?” 

“Quick! Put your hands on me.” he ordered through his teeth and you obliged, gently planting your hand on his forearm. 

You looked up at him, puzzled at the suddenness of his command. His gaze trailed at the far side of the room, and you followed. A bottle bleached-blonde was waving at him, her breasts lightly bouncing everytime she waved her hand. You watched Stephen as he smiled, and gave her a short wave back. Your lips are struggling to hold in your laugh. 

“Oh my god,” you giggled as he turned his head to look at you. He joined in, the rich tone of his baritone rumble ringing through your ears. 

“That was Maddi, Dr. Conor’s assistant. She loves ambushing me at parties,” he explained. 

“I thought this party was for doctors only?” 

“Well, doctors can bring their dates, can they?” he smirked and you failed to mask your shock. 

“Oh my god!” you gasped and it was his turn to laugh. “Chances are he’s fucking his own assistant. And cheating on his second wife,” he continued. 

“You made that up,” you said and drew your hand away, creating a distance between you. He just winked at you and finished his drink. 

The party started when the host tapped the mic and urged everyone to get comfortable. Stephen led you somewhere at the back, holding your hand the whole way through. The party went on, serving dinner and more drinks. It was going well as the two of you slowly moved through the floor after you had dinner. Stephen introduced you to new faces, names you will probably forget tomorrow. 

You were talking to one of his colleagues, Dr. Nielsen and you thought he was a bit too flirty with you, even though it was quite obvious you were with Stephen. The doctor left the two of you alone sometime later, but you were surprised when Stephen suddenly pulled you close to him. 

Too close. 

One hand on his arm, one planted against his chest. You stilled, heart beating so fast. You will yourself to calm down, hoping, praying to God he doesn’t feel your racing heartbeat. You risked a glance up at him, given you were wearing heels, there was still a gap in your heights. He shyly smiled at you, apologizing through his clear blue eyes. 

“Okay, she’s gone.” Stephen exhaled, and he slowly let you go. “Was that Maddi?” you asked as you stepped back, then he nodded. 

“Oh, here comes another one,” he sighed and shook hands with the doctor.

You later learned that his name was Dr. Williams, and he’s got the hots for Stephen as he gave you a look of disdain. Quite amusing. When the doctor walked away, you giggled and Stephen gave you a look as if he’s in pain. 

“He’s totally in love with you.” you teased. He rolled his eyes and said, “He needs to get in line, then.” 

“Something tells me he’s already been in the line for a long time now,” you said. He faced you and replied, “That’s tough. I’m already taken.” 

You looked away, hoping the bright golden lights would mask the blush that was starting to creep up on your cheeks. It was close to midnight when you two agreed to leave the party. He confessed he had to do the rounds tomorrow morning and you did the same, saying you had to be at work by three in the afternoon. 

“What do you think?” he asked you as he eased the car out of the hotel’s laneway into the streets. 

“It was fine,” you lied. He glanced at you and you sighed in defeat. 

“Fine, it was boring, and a bit stuffy,” you said and he chuckled. 

“And my cheek muscles and my jaw hurts from all the smiling,” you continued. 

“Do you want to back out?” he asked.

“No.” you said, your voice clear as crystal, and tone full of conviction.

“You can, you know,” 

“No. A deal is a deal,” you smoothly said and looked at him. He gave you a smile and turned his attention back on the road. 

“Let’s just hope the next party will be more fun for you.” Stephen said and you hummed. 

You leaned back into the seat and Stephen filled the comfortable silence with a Pink Floyd track. The citylights quickly flew past your window and you watched them, hypnotizing you, lulling you into sleep. Eyes closed, you gave into your body’s demand for sleep and you let your head softly thud against the Jaguar’s window. 

Stephen parked the car in front of your apartment building. You were still asleep when the car stopped and he stared at you in hopes you would just wake up. He then realized, if he waited for you to wake up on your own, you’d be there all night. He had no choice but to wake you up. Lucky for him, just a pinch on the arm was enough for you to wake up. 

“Ow!” you gasped and he chuckled. “What was that for?” you glared at him and rubbed the spot where he pinched you. 

“You fell asleep. We’re here.” Stephen smiled and you hated how he smiled. He looked so sweet. 

“No need for violence, you could’ve just called my name.” you said as you clicked the seatbelt off.

“Oh don’t be so melodramatic!” he mimicked your words earlier and continued, “And I’ll definitely note that.” 

“Right, you better do. Guess I’ll see you next week then?” 

“Yes, you’ll definitely be seeing my annoyingly charming face next week, Diana,” he chuckled. 

“Don’t be so hard on yourself, Stephen. Goodnight.” you said with a smile and pushed the door open. 

“Goodnight, Di.” he called out after you climbed out. When you slammed the door closed, you waved at him for good measure even though he probably didn’t see it behind the car’s tinted windows. 

You watched him drive away, a smile playing on your lips. A smile that didn’t hurt your jaw, nor your cheeks. You climbed into bed that night and thought which way you liked the most. Was it the way he called you Diana with a stern, dark tone? Or was it the way he called you Di, endearingly and painfully sweet? You drifted off to sleep, not knowing the answer. Either way, you liked the way he said your name.

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My hot take is that dr.stephen strange has always been what the Tony stark haters thought Tony was.

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No bc Stephen immediately sassed Tony as soon as he walked into the Sanctum, but with Peter he was sweet. This is exactly like the fan fiction.