#father figure stephen strange

[erroneot]

America: am I in trouble? Stephen: take a guess America: no? Stephen: take another guess

[guardianjameslight]

What do we call this type of story? A battle-hardened accidentally warrior becomes a father figure of a child with special abilities and protects them from forces of evil.

[haveihitanerve]

“Everyone who knows and loves you… we- we’d have no memory of you.”  Omg I’m gonna cry Strange 

[amagicdoctor]

Dr. Strange after not hearing from Kurt for months and then he sees Kurt in a Spider-Man costume:

[drstrangedaughter]

He is so dad material.

[hithertoundreamtof23]

Whumptober day 10

Prompt- Stranded

Rated- G

America Chavez gets stuck in the Multiverse with Stephen, who attempts to keep her panic at bay.

My Whumptober 2023 Masterlist

[batbabydamian]

DC November 2024 Solicitations - Comics Featuring Damian! 🦇

LITTLE BATMAN: MONTH ONE #1

11/6/24

Written by Morgan Evans

Art and Cover by Jon Mikel

Variant Cover by Patrick Ballesteros

Taking place after the events of “Merry Little Batman,” Gotham City finds itself reeling from the Joker’s attack, and Damian Wayne (a.k.a. Little Batman) is eager to get back into the fight. That’s going to be harder than it sounds, as Bruce now wants Damian to put the cowl aside and embrace the value of his secret identity. After a suspicious guest is found lurking around the Wayne New Year’s Eve Party, it’s up to Damian to find the balance between both of his personas and save the day yet again. See Little Batman in a new adventure from the film’s screenwriter, Morgan Evans, after catching the rerelease of the breakout movie in theaters this winter.

BATMAN AND ROBIN #15

11/13/24

Written by Phillip Kennedy Johnson

Art and Cover by Javier Fernandez

Variant Covers: Simone Di Meo, Ashley Wood (1:25), Aaron Bartling, and Guillem March (Creature Commandos Variant)

What should have been a run-of-the-mill charity banquet for Bruce and Damian has, quite literally, gone up in flames—and now, without access to their costumes and gadgets, father and son find themselves fighting for their lives at the hands of the mysterious specter known only as Memento. But who is this new villain who set the blaze that threatens to disintegrate the Dynamic Duo, why does it replicate an infamous, century-old tragedy from Gotham’s history, and what is Memento’s connection to the Dark Knight’s past? Nothing can prepare you for the answers to these questions, so join us and bear witness to “Memento,” part two.

DC VS. VAMPIRES: WORLD WAR V #4 of 12

11/13/24

Written by Matthew Rosenburg and Matthew Manning

Art by Otto Schmidt and Acky Bright

Cover by Otto Schmidt

Variant Covers: by Stephen Segovia and Homare

Gorilla Grodd and Aquaman have had little luck capturing the elusive Damian Wayne, but a mysterious figure arrives bearing a whispered prophecy that could turn the tide of war in their favor. Elsewhere, John Constantine might well be the human resistance’s last hope…just a shame he can’t remember what it was he was meant to be doing. Enter The Spectre to help guide his way! And in the shadows, a new Batman lurks…but what’s his connection to Bruce Wayne?

BATMAN/SANTA CLAUS: SILENT KNIGHT RETURNS #1 of 5

11/27/24

Written by Jeff Parker

Art by Lukas Ketner

Cover by Bernard Chang

Variant Covers: Dan Mora, Dan Hipp (DC Holiday Surprise Rub & Sniff variant), Kevin Wada (1:25), Erica Henderson (1:50)

Horrors haunt the Christmas season as life-drained bodies litter the countryside, each marked with a strange symbol. The Justice League responds—but it’s a trap! The heroes are pulled from our world, but not before Batman helps Robin escape. Now Damian Wayne must seek out Zatanna and the one and only Santa Claus if there’s any hope of saving their friends and family. Santa comes to the aid of the DCU heroes in the crossover-event sequel you wished for! And you must have been extra good because a wintry mix of DC’s wildest characters arrive this time to face a powerful foe… the Silent Knight!

*Clayton Henry Main Cover appearance

ACTION COMICS #1077

11/27/24

Written by Mark Waid and Mariko Tamaki

Art by Clayton Henry, Michael Shelfer, and Meghan Hetrick

Death to the Phantom Zone! Superman and Mon-El are reunited at last, but are our heroes too late to stop the impossible threat of Aethyr?! The mad wizard has breached the realm and begun decimating planet Earth…the Super-Family and the Justice League are holding on as best they can, but this sounds like a job for Superman! Plus, can Kara put her feelings aside and carry out the mission Superman gave her?

[space-mermaid-writing]

A bat experience

Relationship: Tony Stark / Stephen Strange

Tags: Vampire Stephen Strange, Cursed Stephen Strange, Humor, Fluff, Established Relationship, Supreme family, Magic mishap

Author's note: I blame @darkkitty1208 for this. She showed me a picture of a vase and put this idea into my mind. My contribution for @harpywritesfic's vampire themed birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Beta by my trusted @kvjjjjjj HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!

Ko-fi | Read it on AO3 | More vampire Stephen| Word count: 1.5k

Peter’s eyes followed the zig-zag flight pattern of the little bat. “I didn’t know Doctor Strange could do that,” he admitted in awe.

“Oh, no. That’s new,” Wong said. “He got cursed two days ago, and now he can’t change back.”

“Cursed?” Peter’s eyes widened. “But he looks adorable.”

The bat screeched.

It would have made so much more sense if turning into a bat was part of Strange's vampire powers. Sure, it was a fictional cliche, but some fictional cliches were indeed true.

Although, Peter was sure he would have known by now if this particular skill was part of Doctor Strange’s powers. After all Strange was dating his mentor slash father figure.

Doctor Strange had even become an additional father figure to him during this time. A currently very small, and flying father figure.

“Will he become human again? I mean, a vampire? With arms and legs. Vampire arm and legs.” Peter asked the sorcerer.

“We are working on that.”

It would be easier for them if Stephen was able to help with the research. But the bat had been banned from the library after his last attempt to read an ancient tome had resulted in an accident in which he clawed through several pages.

Wong had not yet forgiven him for that.

“Why are you here anyway?” Wong asked the boy, raising his eyebrows in suspicion. Peter had strolled in for no apparent reason, his backpack slung over his shoulders.

“It’s Wednesday,” Peter said as if that explained everything. There was a pause as Wong waited for more. So Peter added, “I always swing by Wednesdays to do my homework while Doctor Strange reads.”

Since Peter had quite the habit of talking while he was working – he really took after Tony – more often than not Stephen put his own book aside and just had a conversation with the boy. Sometimes he even helped with the homework.

The vampire didn’t seem to mind the interruption. On the contrary, he had prompted Peter to turn the occasional visit into a weekly fixed routine.

“Well, as you see, Stephen is unavailable today.”

Peter pouted, making Wong sigh, defeated.

“But you can use the library for your studies if you want.”

“Can Doctor Strange join me?”

Wong didn’t give in. “Absolutely not.”

Peter’s pout deepened but Wong was one of the few people who could still resist it. At least partly.

The teenager strolled up the stairs, his phone in his hand, texting.

Wong turned back to Stephen, who hung upside down from a wooden beam at the ceiling.

“You are being unreasonable,” he told his friend.

The sorcerer was pretty sure the screech that followed was an insult, but he had no way to prove that.

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The noises died down after that. It was never completely quiet in the Sanctum; there was always something going on that would reach the ear - whether it was students arriving or leaving, the woosh of the cloak, or the low hum of magic in the background.

Still, it felt peaceful.

It lasted about half an hour. Then, the Sanctum’s door was yanked open with force.

“Where is he?!”

A worried, almost frantic Tony Stark stood in the door. His eyes darted around as if he was expecting someone to jump at him.

His behavior would be alarming on any other day. But today, Wong, who had heard Stark even in the kitchen, had a pretty good guess what had the Avenger upset.

He walked out of the kitchen and into the big entrance hall. Without a word, he pointed at a vase on an ancient-looking dresser.

It looked like a regular vase, the perfect size for a big bouquet of flowers. It was green-ish with a mostly black pattern which remotely looked like edgy flowers in a field.

Nothing remarkable.

However, Tony knew there was hardly anything regular in the Sanctum. Not even some of the doorknobs were regular – he had learned that the hard way.

Having that experience etched in his mind, he moved closer to the vase. Frowning, he peeked inside. It was pitch black.

“Stephen? Can you hear me?” He almost yelled into it. There was no way a grown man could physically fit in this thing. In conclusion, it must be some magic shit, like a soul captured or an aura stored away. “I’m here, bab-”

Something small and furry shot out of the vase and right into Tony’s face, screeching. Tony shrieked in surprise, trying to get it off.

It was small but had sharp claws that dragged over his skin.

Tony cursed. Finally, he managed to snatch the little thing and held it in his hands. He was surprised to find a bat, panting heavily.

Tony stared at it. Then he looked up to Wong, who had watched the whole thing unimpressed. Tony looked at the vase. Then back down at the bat.

He was putting two and two together.

No way…

“That’s…” he started but the sentence seemed too ridiculous to finish.

Yet, Wong confirmed it. “Yes.”

“The curse turned him into a bat?”

“Unfortunately.” Wong tilted his head. “How do you even know about the curse?”

Peter answered that question, suddenly standing at the upper end of the staircase. “I texted him.”

The teenager was still on his phone.

Tony’s pocket made a low chime noise. It was probably another reaction gif from Peter. He loved to send them.

Wong needed a break. “Have you finished your homework yet?”

Finally, Peter looked up. “No.”

“Go back to the library,” Wong and Tony told him at the same time.

Peter pouted but sauntered away.

Tony watched the bat, who had calmed down, and approached his boyfriend slowly.

“Why did he just attack me?” the engineer asked. Did Stephen forget who he was? Did he have the mind of a beast?

The answer was far more simple.

“Because bats are neither blind nor deaf. He probably didn’t like it when you yelled into the small space he hid in, and that amplifies your voice even more.”

Stephen flapped his wings, agreeing with a chirp.

Tony winced.

“Sorry.” He lowered his voice to a stage whisper.

With his finger, he brushed Stephen’s soft fur. The bat was actually really cute.

Stephen climbed onto his finger and curled his long toes around it. Tony raised his hand and the bat hung upside down from it. He barely felt the claws, they were more like small pressure points.

Adorable.

“We are looking for a way to break the curse but in the meantime, there’s little else we can do besides making sure he is safe.”

Stephen’s small bat size was problematic since it was easy to overlook him. It made him prone to accidents, like getting crushed in his tiny body.

“What about his regular condition? Did that change?”

“He is still a vampire. Which makes it easier to feed him but complicated in breaking the curse.”

Of course. Stephen was known for complicating things.

By now Tony had calmed down as well. He knew all the facts now, and had convinced himself with his own eyes that nothing truly dangerous had happened to his mate.

Honestly, this wasn’t even the weirdest shit the sorcerer had gotten himself into since Tony met him.

“I’ll look after him while you work on getting him back,” he reassured Wong.

The sorcerer nodded, actually looking relieved at the offer. He left to get his tea and then return to his research.

Tony climbed up the stairs and walked to Stephen’s room. He had a Starkpad there that he could use to entertain himself and Stephen.

It made him think of something else.

“When was the last time you ate? Are you hungry?”

He offered his wrist to the bat.

After a brief consideration, Stephen lapped onto it, his small black eyes glowing red for a second – that was the only sign so far that this bat was not a normal animal.

When the tiny teeth broke his skin it felt like the prick of a needle, the pain gone just as fast.

Tony was used to Stephen drinking off him, but this time felt different. Normally it was an intimate gesture. It had to do with the fact that they were also lovers. Tony knew that for other people it was different, sometimes nothing more than a business transaction.

Now it was just… over in an instant. The small body didn’t need much blood; no more than a few mouthfuls.

Afterwards, Stephen rubbed the soft fur of his head against Tony’s thumb as if to thank him. Then he spread his wings and took to the air, moving in a zigzag pattern as if he were drunk.

Back into Tony’s hair.

“No. Absolutely not, you little menace.”

Tony scooped him out of his hair before Stephen could get too comfortable.

Stephen complained loudly and slipped out of his hand to claw at Tony's shirt, with mediocre success. He slid down – right into Tony’s breast pocket.

The engineer glanced inside and watched the bat wiggling around, but not trying to get out. Instead, he settled against the warmth of Tony’s chest, chirping happily.

Tony sighed dramatically to cover up a smile.

“Fine. I guess you can stay in there for a while.”

[erroneot]

Stephen: where are your parents? America: what are parents? Stephen: that’s just about the saddest thing I've ever heard

[geeky-politics-46]

Like Bunnies

Smut - Explicit content - NSFW - 18+ only!

Pairing: Sinister Stephen Strange x Reader

Summary: What better way to celebrate Easter than by doing what bunnies do best?

Warnings: Smut (NSFW) - 18+ ONLY - dirty talk, pet names, language, costume play, slight dom/sub, slight breeding kink, fingering, reference to oral sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, inappropriate use of the names mommy & daddy, slight mommy kink if you squint.

You and Stephen had spent all afternoon painting Easter eggs with Donna. Granted you did most of the painting. Donna spent more time playing in the vegetable dye and Stephen tried to keep the mess under control. That included keeping Donna's favorite little stuffed bunny, Bunny, it's original white color by keeping it perched on his shoulder like it was a parrot. Much to her delight and admittedly your own.

He drew the line at sporting a pair of bunny ears though. Even if they matched the ones both you and Donna were wearing, and even if no one else would see it. He was much better at being carefree and silly than he used to be, but he was still stubborn in keeping up his dark appearance. Just in case anyone entered your universe unexpectedly. 

The bright colored eggs looked nearly fluorescent against the Sanctum decor as they finished drying. Even though a good majority of them had ended up in varying shades of purple, Donna's favorite color because it matched her father's magic. She was a daddy's girl through and through.

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By the time he put her to bed you had changed into your pajamas and started hiding the painted eggs throughout the Sanctum. You left the bunny ears on. It just seemed right. 

You were in your own little world as you went about your business and were completely oblivious to the sounds of your husband entering the living room once again. Flopping down on the couch and putting his feet up on the ottoman.

"Well now, how did a Playboy bunny sneak in here? Too bad there's no way she could be any sexier than my wife is already."

Peeking over your shoulder, you saw him smiling seductively at you. One eyebrow raised as if he was daring you to come over and respond to him. His blue eyes twinkling in the lights. 

"Ha, ha, Stephen. Very funny. Are you gonna help me hide these or are you just gonna sit there and watch?" 

He gestured for you to continue. Crossing his ankles. Reclining as much as he could on the settee. Resting his chin on one hand and following your figure as you moved through the room.

"Oh, I'm just gonna watch. Save my energy for other bunny activities. Especially with such a pretty little mama bunny hopping about. I will help with one thing though…" 

A wide mischievous grin on his face as he snapped his fingers and your pj's magically transformed into a skin tight black satin Playboy bunny costume paired with sky-high black stiletto boots. Complete with white collar, cuffs, black satin bunny ears, and white fluffy cotton tail.

You couldn't help but start laughing, setting down the basket of dyed eggs you had been holding before walking over to the mirror to get a better look at yourself. On one hand you thought you looked absurd, but on the other you had to admit the bustier part of the costume did make your boobs look incredible. You also happened to notice that your name tag, which was pinned to one hip, simply said Mrs. Strange

So as you adjusted your ears so one was bent down a little more than the other you let your eyes lock with Stephen's through the mirror. Giving him an exaggerated wink and a wiggle of your puffy tail adorned bottom. Hearing the little entertained and excited growl that came from your husband gave you the most devious smile.

You turned on a heel and promptly started to sashay over to where Stephen sat on the couch. Adding an extra bounce in your step so your breasts would jiggle as you walked. Swinging your hips a little more when you caught his eyes trailing hungrily up and down your form.

"So these other bunny activities, the ones you are saving your energy for, that must be hutch building and carrot farming right? What else could a sweet little mama bunny, like me, and a big strong daddy bunny, like you, get up to all by ourselves?" 

He took your hand in his and led you over, encouraging you to straddle his lap. Your hands coming to rest on his shoulders and his hands rubbing gently up and down your fishnet stocking clad thighs. As you went to settle yourself down in his lap you gave your tail another little wiggle, making him laugh before reaching up to squeeze the soft white puff with one hand and one of your ass cheeks with the other.

You leaned down to press a quick innocent kiss to his lips before pulling back to sit up.  Checking the placement of your bunny ears while you waited for him to come up with his response. 

"Well there is something else that bunnies are quite well known for, my dear. Although I feel like we could give lots of those other bunnies a run for their money with as much fun as we have. As much as we like to fuck like bunnies." 

He teasingly trailed his index finger up and down you arms, dancing along the tops of your breasts before skimming down the center of your body. Feeling every curve and valley, all exaggerated and made more lush by your costume. His eyes glazed over in lust and adoration. Licking his lips in anticipation. 

You hummed in pleasure and let your eyes close. Enjoying the delicate way he touched you. Even when he was rougher he always paid such careful attention to how he touched and held you. Knew just the right pressure and which buttons to press to tread the line between pain and pleasure. 

You were one of the most precious things he had ever beheld, and he always treated you that way. With reverence. 

"I do believe that's how we ended up with our baby bunny."

You went to stand back up so you could finish hiding the Easter eggs before Stephen could get carried away and your evening would take a turn towards the explicit. You knew it was going that way sooner or later, and you could only hold yourself back for so long too.

He stopped you in place and refused to let you off of his lap. Instead he buried his face in your cleavage, now very much on display, leaving a trail of kisses and love nips behind. Finally letting his chin rest on your sternum and looking up at you through hooded eyes.

"Maybe I wouldn't mind making a few more baby bunnies with you. At the very least I want to keep practicing like bunnies. So what do you think mama? Gonna hop up and down on my cock like a good little bunny?"

You leaned down and pressed a deep kiss to his lips. Letting your tongue lick into his mouth as your fingers began to teasingly pull at his hair at the nape of his neck. Smiling as you heard him moan into your kiss. Slowly pulling back just enough to speak, letting your nose continue to rub against his.

"I'm always your good little bunny, aren't I?" 

You raised up off his lap just enough for him to put his legs down from the ottoman. Slowly you started to slide your body down his, moving to spread his legs and position yourself on your knees between them. Peeking up at him innocently through your eyelashes. 

"You are always very good, and very good to me too. Which is why as much as you know I enjoy seeing you on your knees for me, that's not where I want you tonight." 

You started to undo his belt and his robes. Luckily you had plenty of practice undoing all the intricate buckles and fastenings. Making quick work to get to his pants so you begin undoing them too.

"Well I just figured that really good little bunnies, especially mommy bunnies who want to take care of daddy bunnies, should help get those daddy bunny cocks ready to bounce on." 

You leaned down to press a kiss in the quickly growing bulge in his pants. Nuzzling your cheek against the shaft of his erection. Looking far too innocent and utterly sinful at the same time.

"Ears, collar, and cuffs stay on darling. I would say the boots stay on too, but my sexy little bunny can probably bounce better without them. Maybe we can have some fun with them tomorrow night. Now get that cute little ass back up here on my lap right this second, you've already done quite enough to get me ready."

Again with the snap of his fingers, as you crawled back up to straddle him once more, your costume and Stephen's robes vanished. Leaving the two of you bare except for the aforementioned accessories. He growled as he felt the heat from your skin against his. Pulling you closer and stretching his fingers to feel as much of you in his grasp as possible.

"The question is, is my sweet bunny ready for me? Hmm?" 

He wrapped one arm around your waist and let his other hand trail between your bodies. Bringing his fingertips to tease at your sex. Sliding them along your slit before pulling your pussy lips apart with his index and ring fingers just far enough to dip his middle finger inside you. Gathering your slick before moving his fingers back up to begin rubbing small circles on your clit. 

Your eyes closed and your back arched, pushing you farther into his touch. His lips attacking your neck and chest. Your hips starting to roll forwards and backwards. Eventually lowering yourself down so his hard cock slotted directly between your wet pussy lips. Not only working to get even more direct stimulation but working to spread your arousal along Stephen's shaft, getting him nice and lubed up for you.

He let his hand that had been playing with your clit drift up to play with your nipple that wasn't already being circled with his tongue. Holding his other palm on the small of your back to help you grind against him. You could feel him smiling against your breast when he heard you whimpering softly and your fingers gripping in his hair.

"You feel so perfect baby. I will never ever get enough of you darling. Love everything about you. Such a good wife and mama. My sweet, perfect, sexy bunny." 

He brought his lips up to yours and kissed you passionately. Wrapping both arms tight around you and thrusting his hips up against you. Your bodies working to mold to each other, wanting to have as much skin in contact as possible. 

"Mmm, love you too Stephen. I got so lucky when I found you here. Need to feel you inside me now baby. Need to bounce on your cock like a good slutty little bunny."

He let you pull away just enough so you could reach down and position the blunt head of his leaking cock at your opening. Exhaling in relief as you started to press your hips down, feeling your cunt start to stretch around him. The intrusion of his warm hard length making you feel whole. Feeling more complete with each veiny velvety inch.

You couldn't help but smile at the blissed out expression on Stephen's face. His eyes closed and his mouth hung open. His breathing slow and deep. All the normal lines and wrinkles on his face smoothed out or softened. He was never as at peace as he was when he was inside you.

On one hand you always wanted to stay in this moment forever. This was the side of him that you fell head over heels for. All pretense of his formidable power and all the weight he carried from what he had down forgotten momentarily, this side of him was just a normal man. This was a man that you knew you were the only one to ever witness. 

On the other hand you desperately needed to move. To make him feel good. To take your pleasure in him and let him take pleasure in you. You couldn't possibly stay still much longer.

So after getting a better grip on Stephen's shoulders, you slowly started to rock forwards and backwards. Hardly lifting up to start. Moving just enough to bring both of you back to focus. You were currently in the middle of the living room, and with a little one running around you two couldn't drag your romp out for too long.

Stephen's fingers were starting to dig tighter into your hips as each second passed. Urging you to keep going. The needy little huffs he gave through his nose were really what egged you on though. 

"That feel good Stephen? Does my pussy feel good? Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me how you want me to ride you daddy." 

A needy little groan came from the back of his throat. He knew that you already knew how good you felt and knew exactly what he wanted. The fact that you wanted him to explicitly tell you made him melt. For all his big talk you knew your big scary sorcerer had a tendency to like being a sub once you got started.

"Your pussy feels incredible, baby. You know I would spend every second of every day inside you if I could. I pretty much did before Donna. Fuck! So good." 

He bit his lower lip and emitted yet another needy high pitched moan. Finally opening his pretty blue eyes to look up directly into yours. The normal clear bright blue orbs now hazy and glassy, already so lost in the pleasure you were giving him.

"Want it harder my love. Ride me harder mommy. Want to hear you bouncing on my cock. Want you to bounce so hard you knock those bunny ears off. Need it. Need to be nice and deep in your perfect cunt.”

You took his cheek in the palm of our hand, stroking his cheekbone with your thumb. Cooing at your sweet sorcerer. You had to admit that the Playboy bunny costume had made you feel kind of powerful. The idea of not just being the subject of your husband's desires, but of so many men.

"Oh baby, let me hear you ask all nice. Say please. Say 'please my sexy little bunny, hop on my cock until i cum'. Then I will gladly do whatever you want, Stephen."

You felt his hips start to gently thrust up underneath you. Your words getting him even more excited. You could practically feel him throb as he spoke.

"Please baby, my sexy little bunny. Hop on my cock until I cum. Wanna fill you up mama. Pretty please baby."

A sly grin forming on your lips as you started to lift up and down with a little more vigor. Still starting nice and easy but picking up both your speed and force. The sound of your wet cunt gripping his length and the sound of your hips coming down on him made Stephen whimper.

You leaned down to kiss him softly, stopping your movements and placing a teasing lick across his lips. Pulling back just enough to whisper against the soft swollen flesh.

"Good boy."

His hips lurched upward at the praise and you took that as your cue to really start moving. Lifting yourself up all the way to his tip and slamming yourself back down in his lap all the way. The delicious yelp that came from your sweet sorcerer's lips was nearly enough to throw you over the edge all by itself. 

As you started to ride him hard and fast you felt his grip on your ass tighten. Holding onto you for dear life as you did exactly as he wanted, having made him ask so nicely for it. 

The sound of skin on skin became louder in tandem with the moans that fell from both of you. Your volume increasing as you felt his tip rub up against that perfect little spongy spot on the front of your inner wall. The heat starting to build in your low belly growing as you started to lose a steady rhythm. 

Chasing after your climax and rolling your hips to grind your clit against Stephen's pubic bone. You grit your teeth and dug your nails into his shoulders. Moving faster and faster. Knowing that feeling you squeeze his cock as you came would make him fall apart for you.

"Oh fuck Stephen, I'm gonna cum. Fuck up into me daddy, don't fucking stop until you feel me cum on your cock. Wanna cum so you can fill me full baby. Make me cum Stephen." 

You kept doing your best to bounce up and down on him as he started thrusting up into you. His balls slapping up into your ass and your slick starting to drip down his balls. Your black satin bunny ears finally starting to inch backwards on your head.

He gave a quick slap to your ass with both hands before he tightened his arms around you and began pounding his hips up into you. The blood rushing in his ears and your sweet little whimpers were the only things he could hear. His need to bring you to climax driving him closer to his own end.

"I can tell you're close. bunny. That's it my sexy bunny. Need to cum in you mommy. You take my cock so good. Perfect bunny, perfect fucking pussy." 

You felt yourself clamp down on his cock and drench him. Throwing your head back and successfully knocking your bunny ears off. Bringing one hand up to cover your mouth and muffle your own moans and screams your delicious release. 

Finally letting your head fall against Stephen's shoulder burying your face in his soft warm skin. Biting at the flesh there with each aftershock. Your cunt milking him more with each burst. 

His own head buried in your neck as he suddenly broke apart underneath you. Spilling inside you and filling you with his thick warm cum. His whines and pleas whispered into your ear. Slowly moving back to your lips and posessively thrusting his tongue into your mouth. Letting your kisses and your cunt battle over which one could suck his soul from his body first.

You two stayed there only a few moments. Holding each other tight and feeling both your bodies come down from their high together. You snuggled into his neck and inhaled deeply, feeling content to stay right where you were despite knowing the two of you should move from the living room to a more private space. Just in case your daughter woke up and wandered out of her room. 

Without warning you felt Stephen let one arm go from your waist and gesture into the air. Just like they had vanished before, suddenly you found yourself dressed again. 

Stephen was back in his robes but this time, instead if your pajamas or the Playboy bunny outfit you were wearing a short silky black robe. Clearly communicating that your husband had more plans for you yet that night. 

"Come on darling, let's go to the bedroom. Why don't you take a nice hot bath while I finish hiding all those eggs? Then we can get back to our bunny activities." 

With a quick kiss and swat to you ass he sent you off to prepare for what was sure to be a long and fun night. You knew you would be spending it occupied with lots more naughty bunny activities.

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The next day the three of you were piled in the large bed you shared with Stephen. Donna was contently laying across the foot of the bed coloring in the new book the Easter Bunny had brought, with her little stuffed bunny tucked under one arm, while you and Stephen were busy snuggling and sharing a bag of jelly bird eggs. He had very kindly agreed to eat all the black licorice ones that you hated. 

After Stephen gave you a thank you kiss for feeding him a jelly bean Donna cleared her throat to get both of your attention. Suddenly you found her sitting up on her little knees, arms crossed and staring at you both. Bunny was staring at you both too. She was clearly doing her best to look as authoritative as possible.

"Bunny says he thinks I need a brother or sister. We love you and daddy, but we get bored and want someone else to play with. So I don’t know how we get one, but I want one."

You aren't sure whether Stephen had talked her into asking for a sibling, and the mischievous excited smile on his face was making you doubt his innocence even more. You arched an eyebrow at him suspiciously before letting out a tiny little snort, failing to contain a chuckle. You simply shook your head before answering, speaking as much to Stephen as you were to Donna.

"Does he now? Well tell Bunny that maybe your daddy and I will see what we can do about that. If all three of you are good. You, Bunny, and Daddy."

You sneakily offered your husband an extra little wink that you knew your daughter wouldn't catch. It wasn't a promise, but it was a little acknowledgement that you would think about it. 

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[incorrectquotesmcu]

Stephen: Nice work.

America: Thanks, dad.

America: Why is everyone staring at me?

Bruce: You just called Strange “dad”. You said “Thanks, dad”.

America: What? No I didn’t. I said “Thanks, man”.

Stephen: Do you see me as a father figure?

America: No. If anything I see you as a bother figure ‘cause you’re always bothering me.

Wong: Hey, show your father some respect!

[alexendria-rose]

Man, your "my tears richochet" was insane. It's a Taylor Swift Loml vibe. You could do it in that style, without her sacrificing herself. Y/N would be a witch allied with Kamar-Taj, she was a middle ground between witches and sorcerers, she wasn't for or against. So, she becomes indifferent and distant from Strange and Kamar-Taj after the age of 5. They have to ask her for help with Wanda, since y/n was Wanda's friend and a witch envolve in Westeview, and America knows Y/N.

Ps: Except with Wong, YN is sweet to him.

And after all that DSMOM stuff, Stephen tries to talk to her and she still tries pushing him away.

It would be between DS, IW, END GAME, WANDAVISION and DSMOM. I know it was confusing, but it was an idea that popped into my head lol

A/n- LOVE THIS. I hope you’ll like what I have in mind.

~Loml~

Warnings- cussing, sadish

“You need to learn how to control your powers.” Wong said to her in a soft tone watching the teen girl struggling in front of her. He was a young student at Kamar-Taj but he knew enough to help the girl.

“I’m trying.” Y/n mumbled softly trying to control the magic she was unfortunately cursed with. She wasn’t a witch exactly? Maybe a sorcerer, but she didn’t quite know what happened to her. One day her powers went out of control and found Kamar-Taj for help, but it seemed like every time she was getting closer- her powers grew even more. It was like the power was too much for her to handle no matter how much she tried. “It doesn’t want to work for me!” She growled in irritation dropping her hands to the side, the glow of blue lightly fading away. Wong sighed softly placing a hand on her shoulder.

“You’ll get there. We’ll just try harder.” He whispered gently.

Y/n looked at the fireplace of her apartment as she thought about the memory wishing she didn’t do what she did a couple weeks after that fact.

“Why would you touch this book! It’s forbidden!” Wong grabs the book out of her hands shutting it in the process. She gasp as he does looking up at him before crossing her arms.

“If they’re forbidden why are they here!” She snap at him. Wong eyes widen watching her eyes glow a blue color, the angry clearly overcoming her emotions triggering her powers in a way.

“They’re forbidden because you would never understand this, it’s for your own good!” Wong warned. Y/n sighed trying to calm down her anger but nothing was working.

“I will never understand!” She shouted. “I think it’s better if I go. Try to understand my powers from someone else.” She muttered. Wong shook his head placing his hand on her shoulder watching her sad expression overcome her face.

“You do not need to leave miss y/n. Stay here.” He begged. Y/n just shook her head.

“I’m finally an adult and nothing here is working for me Wong. I have to go.” She mumbled pushing his hand that laid on-top of her shoulder before walking away from the man she looked at as a father figure.

Y/n still continued to go visit Kamar-Taj whenever she could. She knew the ancient one and Wong couldn’t teach her much more, she wasn’t a sorcerer she was something else much much more powerful. She didn’t meet anyone quite like her until she joined the superhero team- the avengers; deciding to use her powers for good. that person being no other than-Wanda. It was like there powers were so alike but so different. She remembered when she met someone who did appreciate her powers- Stephen strange.

After not visiting Kamar-Taj because of how busy she was and also hearing about the ancient ones sad passing, she decided to visit for the first time after a couple months. She walked into the library the memories unfolding from the last time she was in here discovering forbidden books to help her realize herself. She started tracing the old dusty books loving the feeling of leather under her fingertips.

"Who are you?" A deep voice pipes up, she turns her head towards the voice noticing a tall lean man who had gray streaks on each side of his dark hair, piercing blue eyes looking into hers, and a go-tee that suited his cheekbones and face so nicely. She scrunch her eyebrows together a slight smirk on her face.

"I should be asking you that." She chuckled softly. "Know everyone here except for you." He looked at me with a marveled expression a slight chuckle escaping his own mouth.

"So I assume you use to be or still are a sorcerer?" He questioned with a gleaming look on his face. "The name is Doctor Stephen Strange." He added, she shrugs softly; a smile on her face as she walked over to him before using her fingers to play with her powers, creating a sort of energy ball from her fingertips that glowed bright blue, glad to know that Wanda did indeed teach her so much more things about her powers.

"I wouldn't say a sorcerer, more like I have no idea what kind of powers I hold, nothing special." She replied. "My name is Y/n L/n." She also added her eyes snapping to his, while he held a gentle smile on his face.

"I would say pretty special." He stated his eyes focusing on her fingers the way they effortlessly held such a significant power to them. She hummed softly.

"Special or a curse?" She pondered tilting her head at him letting her hand fall to the side watching his every move.

"I would say special." He whispers, she snapped her head at him watching the way he looked at her like what she had was special, but also a look that he never met someone like her before.

God how close she got to Stephen Strange, and everyone else in her life. That was until Thanos snapped everyone away, then she became depressed for 5 years blaming herself for not be able to save anyone-pushing herself away.

Y/n watched as Tony jumped into action to defeat Thanos, most of them failing to stop him. Y/n laid on the floor watching as Tony uses his iron fist to hit Thanos but him quickly knocking him back and hitting the crap out of Tony. Y/n grunted sitting up from the ground.

"Thanos!" Y/n shouted hobbling from standing up, walking her way towards him and lifting her hands up. "Don't fuckin touch him." She sneered before using her powers, her eyes turning a deep blue as she started firing shouts at him with her hands but he was too strong. He grabs her by the neck her struggling to get out of his grip.

"You are nothing child!" He roared. "Nothing, you are very powerful but isnt useful for someone who has no idea that her power came from an infinity stone." He spat, she clawed at his hands trying to get him off, he was about to squeeze her neck harder.

"Stop!" Stephen shouted as he laid limp against the rock looking at Thanos begging him, Y/n looked at him shaking her head knowing what he was about to do.

"Stephen." She struggled to gasp out, he looked at her with wide eyes- pain in them as well.

"Please spare her life, please." He bargains. "I will give you the stone." Her eyes widen, did he think of her to be weak? she would die at the hands of thanos meaning he would never be able to get the stone. Thanos throws her onto the ground hitting her back against the rock groaning in pain.

"No tricks?" Thanos questions watching Stephen very carefully, he shakes his head glancing back at her to back sure she was okay.

"Stephen, please don't" She begs standing up the pain in her side and back stabbing her body. Stephen conjures the stone in his hand before moving it towards Thanos, him grabbing it and placing it into his gauntlet. Peter Quill starts flying out of nowhere shooting thanos but Thanks creates a portal and walks backwards into it. She gasps moving herself quickly to Stephen.

"Why did you do it! Why!" She cried out. "I could have stopped him." Stephen looks at her shaking his head.

"No you couldn't..."

Those words echoed in her head for years to come, especially when everyone came back from the snap, the way they fought against Thanos, she used every single muscle and power in her body to get back revenge on Thanos, for taking away the person she didn't realize she loved until he left, taking away the family that she had created, after that last fight from Thanos. She couldn't dare be next to Stephen, or see him after all that happened. She wasn't powerful enough to protect the people she loved, she couldn't dare put herself in that position ever again.

Y/n still sat on the couch with her book in her hands next to the fireplace, the memories that haunted her overcoming her thoughts-When she heard a noise in front of her spotting the familiar portal, and here comes Stephen fuckin Strange from the portal- the portal shutting behind him as he stared at her with those same piercing eyes.

"What are you doing here?" She demanded standing up from the couch as she moved herself in front of him. He looked at her, the way she put her wall up, this wasn't the same girl he knew so long ago, the snap affecting her in every shape and form.

"Y/n." He said in a gentle tone, his eyes never leaving hers. How badly he wanted to hold her, not being able to for so long, to tell her that it wasn't her fault but he had important manners to attend to at the moment. He cleared his throat as he realized he was staring at the beautiful woman in front of him for way too long. "It's about Wanda." He explained. Her breath hitched at her friends familiar name, she hadn't heard from Wanda in awhile, ever since the Westview delusion she created, Y/n decided Wanda needed space, and that's what she thought was best but maybe she was wrong.

"What about Wanda?" She asked frantically unfolding her arms as they laid at her sides, he takes in her nervous tone and frantic voice.

"The Darkhold got to her Y/n..." He says softly making sure not to strike a nerve, but she was blanked expression shaking her head as she heard the most forbidden book got to Wanda.

"No, you're lying. She would never dare touch it." Y/n expressed, Stephen took her hand lightly.

"God I wish I was, she's going by the scarlet witch now, she needs you, you need to come to Kamar-Taj with me. She's trying to take powers from a child, that will indeed kill her. Please my love." He holds her hand tightly searching her eyes, knowing this would break her, but knowing she would do anything to save her close friend.

"Okay." She hesitated. "I will not kill her Stephen, I will talk to her but I cannot kill Wanda." He nods slowly at her words taking it in with grace.

"I can agree with that." He mutters letting her hand go; suddenly missing the feeling of her warmth around his hand, he turns around creating a portal back to Kamar-Taj.

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Y/n watched as the other sorcerer were preparing war against Wanda, making her slightly nauseous at the thought of her friend turning evil. It was not the Wanda she knew that was for sure. Stephen walks up with Wong, and a random teenager- Y/n smiled brightly at her old master.

"Wong." She whispered softly running up him wrapping her arms around his neck missing the feeling of hugging him. He chuckles loudly patting her back.

"My dear, thank you for being here." He whispered back pulling back to see how much the girl has grown. "It feels like yesterday I was just training you." She just smiled softly.

"I will do anything to protect Kamar-Taj, this was my home." She states nodding her head in respect towards Wong. The teenager tilts her head towards Y/n scrunching her eyebrows as well.

"Y/n?" The girl pipes up, y/n scrunches her eyebrows as well.

"Do I know you kid?" She question placing her hands on her hips.

"W-Well no but I know you." She mutters. "You and Stephen were quite close in another universe, and besides you are super powerful. I envy you." The kid smiled brightly like she was looking up at an idol.

"Close?" She questioned mostly to herself.

"My name is America Chavez by the way!" America giggled sticking her hand out for Y/n to shake which she gladly does. Stephen watches the exchange a small smirk on his face.

"Alright kid, come on we got to take you away from all of this." He mutters handing her off to one of the other sorcerers. Stephen walks up next to Y/n watching as she looked up at the sky, her hands behind her back intense in thought about what America said.

"Are you okay?" He whispers gently his eyes never leaving her face, she slightly looked at him a frown placed on her face.

"I want Wanda back. I'm not okay." She muttered, wiping her palms on her pants trying to calm her breathing down at the fact she might have to fight her closest friend.

"We'll get her back, my love, at least we'll try." Her heart pounded at the nickname he always tend to use but this time it felt so different then other times before, especially after realizing her feelings when he disappeared for five years, it felt different. Her thoughts suddenly were disregarded when she saw the familiar red head fly above them. Y/n moves her hands down using her own powers to fly up to Wanda- Wanda's eyes widening at the sight of the girl in front of her.

"What are you doing here." Wanda hissed out, Y/n heart dropped at seeing her- Stephen was right this wasn't her, this wasn't Wanda. The black on her finger tips from using the Darkhold, the bags under her eyes.

"My question is what are you doing! This isn't you, please stop." She breathed out. "Killing a child for her powers? Why?" Wanda smirked in a most vicious way.

"So I can be with my own kids!" She cried. "My children, I lost everything. You could never understand, you didn't lose the love of her life. I did, and those boys are the only ones I have!" She sneered. Y/n eyes were starting to cloud with tears realizing giving Wanda space wasn't the right move, pulling away never was.

"Wanda, you have me." She chokes out. "You have me, please."

"I told Stephen, that this was me being reasonable." She groans before shooting her powers towards her , but was quickly blocked from the force field that was covering Kamar-Taj, the tears escaped her eyes, floating herself down back to the ground of the sacred grounding. Stephen rushed to her side quickly wiping her tears and holding onto her face.

"Go to America, please." He begs scanning the emotions on her face, she just nods not being able to say anything more, knowing her own friend was gone, that Wanda will never come back.

Y/n ran back into the Kamar-Taj where America was hiding with Wong already there by her side. Y/n grabs America holding her close.

“You stay behind me.” She instructed scooting America closer to her side. America holding onto Y/n tightly. That’s when Stephen came rushing in.

“We gotta get you guys out of here now!” Stephen exclaimed before bringing his hands up to create a portal but his sling disappearing as he tries to make one. The doors suddenly slam shut. America jumping at the sound and the rest of them looking around the empty room trying to figure out what Wanda was up to now. Guards suddenly start disappearing through the floor. Stephen grabs Y/n arm pulling her close to him, she moves her hands together to start creating her magic, she didn’t know how much stronger Wanda has become but she knew from what just happened the Darkhold showed her how to use her powers more.

“Reflections…” Stephen whispers. “She’s using the reflections. Cover them.” He commands. They all scurrying around grabbing whatever was near to cover up the reflections around the room. America shrieks suddenly falling down onto the floor, they all look towards her- seeing Wanda’s arm pop out of one of the gold circles, her creepily coming out. Her body snapping back together as she finally pulls her way through.

“You gave up all of those lives- just to keep me from my children.” Wanda sighs moving her away towards them.

“You took those lives.” Stephen states. “You cannot be allowed to cross into the multiverse.”

“Wanda please.” Y/n pleads watching her friend smirk.

“I’m not a monster!” Wanda exclaims. “I’m a mother.”

“Wanda, you have no children.” Stephen pipes up again grabbing Y/n arm putting her behind him, trying to protect her from the painful words of Wanda. “They don’t exist.” Wanda chuckles shaking her head at his words.

“Oh but they do- in every other universe; I know they do because I dream.” Wanda mutters fiddling with her fingers, her eyes darting towards Y/n. “You know- I know what you desire more Y/n. I can make it happen.” Wanda smirks stepping forward slightly. Y/n eyes widen. “You could be happy in a different universe. Join my side.” Y/n shakes her head.

“I am happy.” She mumbles but Wanda just laughs loudly.

“Oh god that is exactly what Stephen said to me. I know what deception looks like.” Wanda chuckles under her breath. “You could be happy.” Y/n tears start to cloud her vision.

“No.” She mumbles moving out behind Stephen using her powers to push Wanda back but Wanda uses her own to push her back. They start shooting there powers towards each other, Wanda using her whole strength.

“I’m sorry Y/n but you’ll just get in the way.” She muttered using her powers to lift Y/n up and using a spell to knock her out for a few hours, Y/n falling limp on the floor all she heard before knocking out was Stephen yelling her name.

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Y/n body felt heavy when she woke up from what it felt like a never ending nightmare. She slowly started waking up, pulling herself off the floor to notice how destroyed everything was. Where was Wanda? Where was America and Wong? Worse where was Stephen. She stood up from the floor her body feeling like it could pass out again at any minute. Y/n notices one of the slings on the floor picking it up. Where would Wanda go? She thought about all the books she read while at Kamar-Taj and then that’s when it clicked. The scarlet witch had her own castle. Made exactly for her. Y/n quickly went into action using the slingie to create a portal as close to the darkhold castle. She enters in seeing how the winter was never ending up here. She sees it far ahead using her powers to fly herself over. Seeing America using her powers on Wanda and zombie stephen strange? What the hell did she miss. She lands on the castle seeing Stephen face snap to hers as America and Wanda were busy fighting. She rushed over to him.

“Y/n. What are you doing here.” He hesitates his body laying on the ground. She jumps back seeing his face.

“More importantly what the fuck happened.” She muttered kneeling before him.

“America and I got sent to another universe and I’m currently dream walking right now.” Stephen grinned. Well half grinned.

“Of course you are.” She laughed softly turning her attention back on the other two, seeing Wanda’s eyes filled with tears, as the other universe Wanda told her that she should know her boys would be loved. America closing the portal to the other universe as Wanda sobbed. Y/n stands up walking her way towards her placing a delicate hand on her shoulder. Wanda looks at her with tears clouding her eyes.

“I need to do what’s right.” She sobs. “I brought this upon myself, I need to end it.” Y/n heart breaks leaning down and engulfing Wanda in a hug knowing what she had to do.

“I’m sorry.” Y/n whispered softly as they both hold onto each other tightly. “I should’ve been there for you. I’m so sorry.” She sobbed. Wanda pulled back cupping her cheeks as she looked at her intently.

“No, you couldn’t do anything. You need to remember you cannot save everyone, you cannot help everyone but yourself.” Wanda whispered softy. “Do not be afraid to let people love you, don’t hold yourself back, please do this for me.” Wanda gasped out. “Live your life for me.” Y/n nodded.

“I’m scared to, please don’t leave me.” Y/n body shook as she cried holding onto Wanda’s wrist.

“I have to. Please Y/n. Let me do something right.” Wanda whispers letting go of her as she floated back on top of the iron table. “Don’t be afraid of what life has to offer, cause once it's gone, you'll never get it back-trust me." Wanda closed her eyes; lifting her hands up as the building started to shake.

"Wanda no!" Y/n screamed trying to get to Wanda, but Wong pulled her back holding her to his chest.

"What's going on." America shouted towards undead Stephen.

"Get out of here." He said, his eyes glazing towards Y/n, her eyes back on his.

"I'll find you." America smiled before punching the mid air creating a portal back to Kamar-Taj, Wong dragging Y/n through the portal watching the building crumble on top of Wanda. Y/n fell to the floor hitting her knees as she watched the Portal close. Wong laid a hand on her shoulder kneeling down beside her.

"It had to happen." Wong said in a gentle tone, Y/n looked at him tears in her eyes.

"I couldn't save her." Y/n muttered. "I-I have to go, I need to go." Y/n said shakily standing up from the ground the sling ring still on her fingers.

"Don't you want to see Stephen?" America asked about to punch the mid air to start her powers once again. Y/n shook her head.

"No." She strained out before using the sling ring to create a portal back to her home, entering it before the two were about to question her.

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Stephen looked at the other version of the one person he fell for while waiting for America and the rest to come find him in this world. The other version of Y/n smiled brightly at him.

"So are you finally going to tell me what we were to each other in your universe?" Stephen questioned staring into her eyes, the girl just laughed softly.

"Well- what do you think?" She said brightly, it was like how she used to be before the snap. Happy and bright.

"Hoping that you loved my other self back in your universe." He whispers shyly knowing he admitted it to her rather then his actual Y/n.

"I hope you did too, especially since we were married." She smiled widely. "I miss him everyday, my Stephen- but I know he did what he did to protect us, not to cause harm." Her smile slowly fading away. "Don't let her block people out Stephen, it will shatter her completely." Stephen looked away taking a deep sigh.

"You- well, she just pushes me away; I don't know how to get through to her." Stephen muttered tugging his hair slightly.

"You push Stephen Strange, she can't keep you away for much longer- trust me I know." She laughed, Stephen looked at her smiling softly.

"I did love you in every universe huh?" She bites her lip giggling and nodding.

"And I with you Stephen Strange."

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Y/n held her couch pillow close to her chest staring at the wall to try to forget about the awful day, losing Wanda, almost losing Stephen- she couldn't handle the pain that her powers would flare up from the stress overcoming her. The knock at the door tore her gaze from the wall- standing up she walks herself over towards the door; opening it seeing the face she was wanting to see but a part of her not wanting to see as well-

"Stephen." She breathed out seeing the scratches on his face, his eyes darting all over hers to make sure she was indeed okay and not injured, he pushes his way in before turning to look back at her.

"I came straight after America found me and told me you lef-"

"You should go Stephen, you can't be here right now." She muttered her eyes darting down to her feet opening up the door indicating for him to leave. He moves towards the door closing it.

"No I'm not leaving." He said stubbornly, she snapped her eyes towards him.

"Yes you are, go!" She groaned out trying to open up the door, but instead he grabbed her hand.

"Why are you pushing me away, why." He held her hand tightly, his eyes glued with hers.

"I-I'm not- now please go." She stutters and pleads. He shakes his head.

"Please tell me." He coaxed her rubbing his thumb softly against the back of her hand, her body suddenly relaxing at the contact. She closed her eyes trying to ignore his gaze.

"Because Stephen, I'm dangerous! I can't save anyone- I don't even know my powers, I cannot control them, and I cannot keep hurting the people I care about! You don't understand how much I craved you when you left me for five years, how I waited for you- hoping one day you'll be back at the sanctum. I lost against Thanos, he even told me I had the power to take him down and because I was so weak I lost you-I lost everyone!" She sobbed, he immediately cupped her cheeks staring into her eyes intently.

"My love- I know you could've defeated Thanos, all of those possibility I saw. You did save everyone, but you ended up dying in the process and because of my selfish reasons- I could not bare to lose you." He breathed out keeping that to himself for so long hurt him but he knew she needed to hear it.

"Why?" She muttered out. "Why would you do that?" Her eyes searching his trying to figure out why he would do that- the fact she would die to save everyone else. He looked down before slowly looking back at her.

"Because I have loved you in every universe, every since you looked at me the way you did at Kamar-Taj library... I will always love you, you do something to me Y/n- I would quite literally figuring out today; I would go to every universe just to find you." He whispered gently professing his love for the woman in front of him; her heart thumped against her chest.

"I'm not an easy person to love," she replied but Wandas word replayed in her mind 'Do not be afraid to let people love you, don’t hold yourself back, please do this for me.' Wanda knew, of course she knew Y/n loved Stephen, because Wanda knew Y/ns heart. "But I cannot even imagine living a life without Stephen Strange." He smiled softly his thumbs caressing her cheeks.

"Other you said you would say that." He chuckled, she crinkled her eyebrows.

"Wait wha-" but before she could finish her sentence he placed his lips onto hers, her eyes slightly widening at the contact but soon melting into the kiss, everything she ever imagined- everything she's ever wanted and it was vice versa for Stephen strange. He pulled back resting his forehead against hers.

"You have my heart." He whispered softly. She just giggled and smiled widely.

"And I will do everything in my damn power to never hurt it,"

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A/n here’s my masterlist

[drstrangedaughter]

Stephen the day I'll present to him papers for my adoption:

(I need constant reassurance, being told that he is proud of me and affection)

[hithertoundreamtof23]

Whumptober 2023 Day 30

Prompt- Bridal Carry | "Not Much Longer"

When America Chavez gets hurt during a mission, it's up to Stephen to carry her to safety.

Only one more day of Whumptober!! This month has gone fast!

Whumptober Masterlist

[inmyfxith]

➺ SFW Alphabet - Aonung

➺ SFW Alphabet - Jake Sully

➺ SFW Alphabet - Kiri

➺ SFW Alphabet - Lo'ak

➺ SFW Alphabet - Miles Quaritch

➺ SFW Alphabet - Neteyam

➺ SFW Alphabet - Neytiri

➺ SFW Alphabet - Spider Socorro

➺ SFW Alphabet - Tsireya

➺ Lo'ak dating a female human

➺ Neteyam dating a female human

➺ Being a member of the Sully Family - Part. II (youngest child version)

➺ Being a member of the Sully Family (oldest child version)

➺ Catch up with... Tonowari

➺ Catch up with... Tsu'tey

➺ How they would react if... they realize you're blushing while talking to them

➺ How they would react if... you fall asleep on their shoulder

➺ How they would react if... someone makes you uncomfortable

➺ How they would react if... they see you crying

➺ How they would react if... you have an obvious crush on them

➺ How they would react if... they realize they are in love with you

➺ How they would react if... you have a nightmare

➺ How they would react if... you accidentally pull on their queue

➺ How they would react if... you wake up from a coma after being severely injured

➺ How they would react if... you were a warrior but also the calmest person they'd ever seen

➺ Finding Our Way Home (Neteyam x reader)

Summary -> Neteyam and you, a skilled warrior and hunter, have been together for years and are deeply in love. However, your happiness is threatened when you are chosen to participate in a rite of passage that will take you far away from Neteyam for an extended period of time.

➺ Blessed Union (Neteyam x human!reader)

Summary -> Neteyam and you are in a serious relationship, but Neytiri and Jake believe your inability to procreate makes it impossible. Eywa sees your love and blesses you with a spiritual pregnancy.

➺ A Tale of Two Worlds - Part. II (Jake Sully x Stephen Strange's apprentice!reader)

Summary -> When Jake finds you, a magical human, collapsed on the ground, he takes you back to the human base. As you work together to figure out how you ended up on Pandora and how to get you back home, you develop a strong connection and discover a bravery and strength you never knew you had. Despite facing danger and challenges, your bond only grows stronger.

➺ A Passionate Resolution (Lo'ak x GN!reader)

Summary -> You and Lo'ak had a heated argument.

➺ Defending his Own (Neteyam x F!Omaticaya!reader)

Summary -> Neteyam protects you and your unborn child from Aonung's advances, ensuring their safety and security. Despite being older, you must still deal with the unwanted attention from Aonung. However, Neteyam remains fiercely protective of his mate and their family, standing up to Aonung and ensuring that he will not bother you any longer.

➺ Entwined Fates [Aonung] - [Tsireya]

➺ Gentle wisdom (Neteyam x f!Omaticaya!reader)

➺ Heart of the Sea, Heart of the Land - Part. II (Kiri x F!Metkayina!reader)

Summary -> You're arranged to be mated to Ao’nung, but you both don't want to be together. You fall in love with Kiri and start a secret relationship. Ronal gets suspicious and catches you kissing, leading to a meeting with your parents, Ronal and Tonowari to decide the next steps.

➺ The Sound of the Horn - The Price of Safety (The Sully Family x daughter!reader)

➺ Breaking Barriers (Lo'ak x f!human!reader)

Summary -> Lo'ak and you, his girlfriend, visit the human lab, where you realize you can kiss. You find a private spot and share a tender, joyful kiss.

➺ The Orange Ropes (Young!Sully!reader (female reader))

Summary -> As a member of the Sully family, you embark on a heroic quest to save your sister, Kiri. Even as you face the fear of not being able to break away from the colonel's grip, you find comfort in the knowledge that your father and mother will come to your rescue, as they always do.

➺ Together We Can (Neteyam x gn!reader)

Summary -> You face your fear with Neteyam.

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JSAMN 20 Readalong. Week 3. Chapters 13–19

This week’s chapters are much darker compared to last week's, which featured resurrection and magical military experiments. The only comic relief came from Childermass and his reaction to Vinculus’ visit: “Yes,” agreed Childermass, “very great harm! For while he was in the pantry, he ate three meat pies.” We need more Childermass moments in this book!

Jonathan Strange is introduced, and he’s such a Persephone figure: spending half the year in a good place with his mother’s family and half in a bad place with his terrible father. The good place on Charlotte Square was clearly inspired by the lovely Georgian House museum in Edinburgh! (I highly recommend visiting it!)

Servants play an increasingly important role in these chapters. We have the manservant in Strange's household who, after enduring a night and morning of bullying from his asshole master, gains the upper hand thanks to his youth and better health. Then there's the entire situation with Lady Pole's city and country servants. It’s fascinating how the servants are portrayed as more sensitive and susceptible to faerie manifestations—they see and hear things their masters cannot. Is it because they are believed to be more superstitious and 'closer to nature'?

The theme of race is introduced through Stephen Black, who is described as intelligent, beautiful, respected, and highly competent, yet still lives under the constant threat of being accused of wrongdoing for no reason. His flashbacks to the dark place with chains are deeply unsettling.

The enchanted state of Lady Pole—and to a lesser extent, Stephen Black—feels like a vivid portrayal of clinical depression, making it truly painful to read.

The contrast in perceptions of Lost-Hope is striking. While it’s a bleak and oppressive place for both Lady Pole and Stephen Black, it’s amusing that, for the Gentleman, it’s a joyful, merry world of feasts and celebration.