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[ironstrangehaven]

IronStrange Gift Exchange 2020

Hello everyone!!! The time to start sharing your gifts for your giftees are coming up!!!

Starting December 25, 2020 and ending January 3, 2021, you can start posting your gifts for your person. Below are a few things that you must do, so that we can get notifications for the posts.

What to put on your post:

You must @ your giftee so that they can get the notifs.

You must @ us at @ironstrangehaven so we can also reblog to the blog.

If it is a NSFW piece, please put it under a “Read More” 

Use the tag, #ironstrangegiftexchange2020

Please use appropriate tags too

If you need more time to work on the gift, you have time to work on it. You have until January 3, 2021 to post your work. 

[clobeast]

Sketch for the IronStrange Gift Exchange at @ironstrangehaven ! The prompt was "long married slice of life" for @mistressstrange ... I guess I took it a bit literally with the slice of cake??

[ssironstrange]

Underestimated

Ironstrange gift exchange 2019!

For @spacemxnkey

prompt:  "Ah, those two. In a fight, they're lethal. Around each other, they melt."

Inspired by a couple of pages of Dr. Doom and the Masters of Evil #1

Mysterio stood off to the side with his gang of nefarious allies, shrouded in the illusion of simply being low-level employees enjoying their break outside. He watched silently as Stark spoke with three other individuals—Bruce Banner, Richard Reeds, and Stephen Strange—and muttered with frustration that they were too far away to eavesdrop.

“Don’t like this at all, man. Those four could take us down in a heartbeat.” Sandman grumbled and fidgeted nervously.

“We do not need to fight them. It is Stark we need, preferably alone.” Kraven set his dark gaze onto the gleaming spherical helmet that hid Mysterio from view.

He didn’t flinch.

Bruce and Richard waved before getting into their cars and driving off, leaving only Tony and Stephen.

“Now is our chance!” Vulture hissed, practically leaping towards the cobblestone path. Mysterio grabbed the furred scruff of his jacket and pulled him back.

“You will wait.” The voice seemed to echo despite being confined to the helmet.

“Yeah dude, the magic freak is still with him,” Sandman patted Vulture’s shoulder, then looked over to Mysterio. “Isn’t he supposed to be like, crazy powerful?”

“Beyond your wildest imagination.” His voice held a mixture of respect and fear.

The other three shifted uncomfortably. If Mysterio was cautious of his guy, then they had reason to be scared.

“Even now, I can feel Strange working at the edges of my illusion. The truly frightening thing is—he’s not even trying.”

The group quieted as the two neared, faking a conversation about a movie they had seen.

Tony and Stephen walked shoulder to shoulder, hands clasped together. They laughed heartily over something Tony had said just out of earshot, smiles wide and genuine, cheeks flushed just slightly. Yet even with so much adoration between them, they cut a powerful image as the two passed. Tony dressed in a sharp black suit that cost more than the average person made in two years, his posture perfect and every step full of purpose and confidence. Stephen in his usual layered robes of various blues, the Cloak billowing behind him and those intense eyes taking in absolutely everything around them.

“We do have one advantage, at least,” Mysterio commented, a smirk in his voice.

“And that would be?” Kraven’s head tilted slightly.

“Those two, you see… in a fight, they are lethal. But around each other? They melt.”

Tony lifted their joined hands and planted a kiss against Stephen’s scarred knuckles.

“They are each other’s weakness, and we are going to exploit that.”

Vulture’s grin was absolutely wicked. Kraven seemed amused. Sandman, however, just scratched the back of his head with a look of confusion painted all over his face.

“Did I, uh, miss something? I thought Stark was dating the red-headed lady? And that he was straight?”

“God, don’t you read, boy? He and Pepper broke up months ago! It was all over the headlines,” Vulture sighed. “And, I’m pretty sure it was because he was in the closet about being gay.”

“Wrong!” Barked Kraven. “Stark is bisexual, you morons. And I heard she broke up with him because he cheated on her in a huge orgy.”

Mysterio hung his head, rubbing at the helmet. “Idiots. You are all idiots.”

“Damn, this would have gone so much better for you guys if you would have just asked,” Stark piped up with a grin plastered on his face, standing behind them while Stephen levitated above. “But since you had to go and assume things like a bunch of dipshits, your day is about to get very unpleasant.”

Tony slipped his hand out of his pocket, the gauntlet already forming up his arm. Stephen sent crimson bands of magic whipping around the group that slithered around each one individually while another set wrapped around all of them as a whole.

“And Mysterio?” Stephen floated to the ground gently, tugging the bands forward even as the group tried to collectively move backward. “Don’t flatter yourself. I knew you were here the second you stepped on the property.”

“God, he’s hot when he’s like this. Isn’t he?��� Tony took a few steps forward, the hum of his repulsor growing louder.

Most of them mumbled under their breath. Kraven didn’t.

“Indeed, he is… quite attractive.”

“Thank you!” Tony beamed and looked up at Stephen. “This guy gets it!”

Strange just rolled his eyes and slipped on his sling ring. “Come on, let’s get them to the Raft.”

[phoenixmetaphor3000]

This is my gift to @lacrimula-falsa for the Ironstrange Gift Exchange @ironstrangehaven.

My prompt was: Person A is conflicted about Person B's scars.  Hopefully you like this and it fits what you were looking for. You’re really awesome and I’m glad you’re my friend.

[meshkol]

Title: Choices Rating: Teen and Up Pairing: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange (IronStrange) Additional Tags/Warnings: angst, unresolved, post-IW, trauma

Notes:  For the IronStrange Gift Exchange 2019, hosted by @ironstrangehaven.

Well, this is being posted late, which is quite sad because it's been done for weeks upon weeks. Real life and a lot of...things got in the way, but I'm tearing myself away from RL for a second to post this.

This is for @beemotionpicture, who is my giftee.  I do hope that this is not a colossal disappointment and you get some modicum of enjoyment out of it. Pretty much went off the rails about two-point-three seconds after I started writing your suggested prompts. It was a lot of fun to write, especially since I don't generally get to sink my teeth in fics like the ones you prompted, and I do hope you enjoy it.

Beta'd by the magnificent @codee21, who has been one of the kindest people I've ever had the pleasure to meet and always has time to listen to me rant. Bless your face, darling, and thank you for everything you do/are.  Any remaining mistakes are mine alone.

Enjoy!

Stephen compartmentalises better than most.

It’s a learnt trait of a medical professional, he supposes, and personnel who can’t compartmentalise properly tend to not make it far in the profession. Doctors can’t break down every time they misdiagnose or accidentally kill a patient, after all, and for all Stephen’s arrogance, nurses have it worse since they do the bulk of the work. Compartmentalisation is imperative to a person in the medical field or they’ll lose their mind, and Stephen had had a lot of practise from his restrictive, borderline abusive childhood to boot.

Tony, on the other hand, doesn’t compartmentalise well in the slightest.

It’s glaringly apparent, and has been since Iron Man first took to the skies to destroy illicit weapons built by Stark Industries and sold to terrorists. Tony takes every single cent of damage to heart, every person who wakes up screaming from nightmares after suffering through calamities brought about by SI weapons or Avengers business, every lost business or city that is destroyed in a firefight, every death that results from something Tony could have somehow prevented. It’s a lot of guilt and trauma and self-depreciation, originating from that piece of shit father and his kind but neglectful mother, and it kills Stephen to know that it’s never going away, that Tony will never be able to develop the neural connections that enable him to forgive himself.

Stephen’s kind of always known this since he had first seen Tony Stark testifying on Capitol Hill on C-SPAN, though not to his current fidelity, and he’s become more familiar with it since coming into possession of the Time Stone and experimenting with it. He’d gone forward in time just enough to see the Civil War break out, see the lengths Iron Man and Captain America would go to (in some instances, even the killing of one or the other) in order to follow through, and he wonders what the world would be like if he had looked further ahead or even gotten involved personally to mediate the conflict.

He knows it intimately now, though. He’s seen every deep scar and bleeding wound in Tony’s psyche, seen every tear and drop of blood and sharp scream of agony torn from Tony up close and personal, and he’s seen it 14,000,604 times.

With almost every iteration of the future, he sees Anthony Edward Stark find comfort with Stephen, even as war rages around them, and sees Tony healing as much as he can until he’s finally found some semblance of peace. He sees them sharing the remainder of their lives together, always fighting but still finding love and companionship with each other at their sides. He sees meals being shared and secrets being given, sees long looks across battlegrounds and bodies twining together in passion, and every single part of Stephen wants. He wants that forever, wants a future with the most generous and kind-hearted human being he’s ever had the pleasure of knowing throughout 14,000,604 ultimately short lifetimes, and it aches that he can’t have it.

Because in every single one of those iterations, Tony dies, and half the universe follows suit.

The only anomalies to those countless futures are when Tony dies on Titan, instead of on other planets or Earth itself, and that’s almost as terrible as losing him once they’ve fallen into each other’s arms because Stephen still knows what he’s missing, what he could’ve had with such a monumental, half-broken man. Those futures are just as unacceptable, because Thanos still wins and Tony still dies, so he throws out that iteration and starts another, desperate to save both.

There is only one timeline where they beat Thanos and Tony Stark lives, and the only way to win is if everyone else dies first.

It will be corrected, of course, because Tony is brilliant and clever even when he is destroyed and beaten, tortured and full of grief. Corrected, yes, but not before he has to watch his friends die and pseudo-son turn into dust in his arms, not before he starves and nearly asphyxiates in the cold emptiness of space just like he had been shown in Maximoff’s vision, not before he has to suffer the screams of a devastated aunt at the death of her nephew, not before he has to plan a funeral for half of the Avengers, not before he has to work himself into the ground for the answer to victory, not before he has to suffer through riots of why didn’t you do more why didn’t you save us you could have saved us! just like in his nightmares, not before Pepper Potts miscarries their unborn child due to stress and trauma when she sees Tony lose half his body after wielding the Infinity Gauntlet. No, Tony has to suffer through the weight of the world at Thanos’s hands, at Stephen’s hands, before he can set the world to rights, and saving the world before the end can even come to pass doesn’t erase the grief and sorrow, the pain and agony, of his experiences. Stephen knows that from personal experience, dying and dying and dying at the hands of Dormammu.

And giving up the Time Stone for Tony’s life is the choice that will destroy any and all chance of a future happiness, because Tony will never trust or love Stephen after he wakes up from his coma.

Stephen chooses life over giving Tony a brief, but ultimately fatal moment of peace.

He doesn’t have another choice.

—

When Stephen first opens his eyes after dying, he simply reacquaints himself with existing.

When he’s lightheaded on the smell of dust and tea in the air, when he’s over-warm with the sunlight that streams through his bedroom window, when he can feel the shiver of the Cloak around his shoulders and the soft sheets of his bedding against his tingling palms, when all he can hear is his steady breaths and the heavy thud of his heartbeat in his ears, he finally understands that he’s succeeded, that Tony has succeeded, and that all hope hasn’t been lost after all.

Stephen breaks.

—

His title and abilities as Sorcerer Supreme means that he remembers everything.

No one else besides Tony remembers what happened to the universe, other than Stephen himself. Tony had reversed the Snap – as well as everyone’s memories of it – out of pure mercy and kindness, but Stephen’s mastery of the Time Stone plus the time loop Stephen had applied before dying had ensured that his memories were untouched by Tony’s reversal. He likes to think that it had been to cover his arse just in case the loop hadn’t worked, giving Stephen the ability to correct a possible mistake if needed, but mostly it’s to punish himself. After all, Stephen had committed the most violent and sadistic violation of the Hippocratic Oath and his own personal ethics, in the sense that he had subjected a single man to the weight of the universe’s pain and forced him to suffer for it, breaking him beyond all conceivable measure.

The bittersweet pain of those impossible futures with the love of his life, the unbelievably brave and imperfectly perfect Tony Stark, only worsens Stephen’s guilt and heartbreak.

He doesn’t know if Tony’s aware that Stephen still lives with his decision, but it doesn’t matter in the end. At the end of the day, Stephen would make the choice again if he had to, and while he regrets the pain and suffering that he’s inflicted on Tony, he doesn’t regret the choice itself. How can he, when the universe hasn’t been cruelly cut in half? How can he, when he sees Spider-Man slinging his merry way through Greenwich Village occasionally as he chases some baddies, very much alive and ready to make the world a better place? How can he, when the Avengers are reunited and save the world from continuing threats? How can he, when Tony is alive, surrounded by people who love and cherish him even if it can’t be Stephen himself, people who can lift Tony up when everything feels like it’s too much and the horrors of the past are tearing him apart.

He can’t regret a decision like that, even if he knows that Tony’s drinking again, and his relationship with Pepper Potts was never revitalised, and he always looks exhausted and haunted in the papers. Stephen loves Tony Stark more than anything in this world, but choosing Tony’s happiness over the survival of trillions of innocent souls is even more unforgivable.

The sorrow and heartache weigh heavily on Stephen’s own soul, and as he watches CNN rehash an Avengers battle – Tony intentionally putting himself in harm’s way, throwing himself into potentially fatal situations, like he’s trying to kill himself – he can’t help but wonder whether he made the right choice anyway.

It hurts, and Stephen’s not sure if he can survive this pain himself.

—

The first time Stephen sees Tony with his own eyes after waking up, it’s during battle.

Doom’s a magic user with a dangerous artefact in his possession, and that is Stephen’s area of expertise. Doom’s also deliberately attacking the Fantastic Four like he always does, which has resulted in quite a bit of damage and chaos in the Lower East Side, and so the Avengers had assembled as per usual. The only team that’s not in the general area is the X-Men, and while the help would be appreciated, it would also oversaturate the battlespace and God knows they don’t need that. It’s already hard enough targeting Doombots when there are civilians to evacuate, not to mention an abundance of friendlies flying around everywhere that get in the way of spells and attacks.

Stephen’s apprentices and various masters are mostly being delegated to civilian evacuation, with self-defence as a secondary mission parameter, mostly because a good majority of them can clone themselves and also because the Doombots are machines connected to an advanced AI. That’s more in the specialty of the Fantastic Four and Avengers – particularly Tony, Banner, and Reed – and Reed has his team fighting Doom directly, since the arsehole has a specific grudge against Reed. Still, Reed’s a bit distracted trying not to die (or get Sue killed), and Tony’s apparently on a one-man mission to personally destroy as many of the Doombots as he can get his metal hands on, which leaves Banner, who’s flying around as the Hulk and obviously can’t hack into the AI basecode. FRIDAY is probably working on it on the side of helping Tony in the air, and he’s sure that the Vision is as well, but taking out the AI won’t necessarily turn the Doombots off and besides, it’s not like Doom doesn’t have the ability to self-destruct them manually.

It takes a long time before Stephen gets the jump on Doom, sending him to Hell to rot (not that he won’t find a way out eventually, the weaselly bastard), but he’s only able to get that jump because of Tony flying in from stage left, attacking Doom with a blast of repulsor energy when Stephen had been cornered, and all he’d said through his armour when he’d unleashed the blast was “The only person who gets to kick his ass is me!”

Stephen’s exhausted and heart-sore by the end of it, panting heavily as sweat pours down his face and spine – he distinctly remembers Doom being less powerful, and that’s going to need some researching – and he helps take down the last remaining Doombots before he’s portalling out of there as fast as he can, into the safety of his personal quarters so he can fall apart.

He doesn’t know how long he cries, choking on his own tears and snot and feeling like he’s burning inside his skin, but it’s long enough for him to fall asleep from the strain of it, still in his torn and filthy robes and covered in grime.

Mercifully, he doesn’t dream.

—

The next time is face-to-face, a few months after that encounter with Doom.

He wakes up in Kamar-Taj, bones and flesh aching from magical strain and the severe beatdown, and it’s the worst he’s felt since the car accident. There’s a flash of fear – am i broken am i paralysed am i unable to be the sorcerer supreme anymore is my body too broken – and then another answering flash of relief – no more hurting people no more failure this is what i deserve – before everything eases into a calm blankness, because even paralysed and broken he’ll still do his duty until he dies permanently, even if all he wants to do is sleep forever, because that’s what he was born to do. He was born to shoulder the weight of the universe just as much as Tony Stark was, born to suffer and break as long as it protects and shelters others, and in that, they will always be connected. A shared destiny, and without the comfort of sharing it with each other.

He opens his eyes, swollen half-shut and crusty around the edges, and focusses his eyes on Tony Stark, standing at the window to the snow-capped mountains of the Himalayas with curved shoulders and heavy eyes.

He wonders how Tony even knew Stephen was at Kamar-Taj in the first place – he doesn’t file most reports and missions with the Avengers, let alone the U.N., and it’s not like Tony is friends with any sorcerers – and then decides it’s irrelevant. It ultimately doesn’t matter, because Stephen knows why he’s here, a year after the Snap was reversed and the universe forgot the sacrifice Tony had made.

It’s not like the pictures or books or stories; they don’t stare at each other for a long time, eyes blazing and hearts racing, before they exchange words like why did you do it and i’m so sorry until there’s nothing but tears and dramatic grasping of bodies as their mouths connect in a conclusion meant for epics, because they’re Meant to Be and Hopelessly in Love.

No, it’s much simpler than that.

“Do you regret it?” Tony asks, quiet and even.

“Yes,” Stephen replies, and it’s a struggle to keep his own tone careful and smooth, “and I would do it again.”

Tony nods once, eyes distant, and whispers, “So would I.”

Then he turns on his heel and leaves.

—

Stephen sees Tony Stark many more times over the course of his life.

Always separate, always distant, but their eyes always meet over briefing tables and battlefields nonetheless. Stephen wonders if Tony’s aware of the possibility between them, the capability of love and devotion and companionship they could’ve shared, but it makes no difference. To Stephen, Tony is the soul he had to sacrifice to save the universe, and to Tony, Stephen is the soul who condemned him. No amount of wishful thinking or unfulfilled futures can change that, or erase the trauma they’ve both suffered, and because of that, they will never be able to bridge the gap and heal from it with each other. There’s just too much in the way, in the middle of such possibility.

Maybe they could’ve tried, come together to scream and yell and get on their knees to beg for forgiveness, but Tony’s too broken to reach for a semblance of peace again, especially with the man that sentenced him to his fate in the first place, and Stephen’s too weak to try. Facing Tony every single day, knowing what could have been and what he had done in exchange, is too much for even him to compartmentalise, and he can’t put everything he is into one man when he has a duty to perform. Being with Tony how he wants to be will take every single molecule of him, every iota of his mind and self, and he can’t be the Sorcerer Supreme if he’s compromised. He cannot protect the universe from the mystical and spiritual if he allows himself to truly be with Tony, because then he would allow himself to prioritise one man over everything else.

It never stops hurting, and it never fades to something manageable.

Stephen’s made his choice, and he has to live with that choice for the rest of his life.

Also read on ao3.

[ironstrange-is-the-endgame]

Name: The worst and the best idea Square: R1 - Past Tense Rating: Gen Warnings: none Pairings: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange Summary: Tony makes a nanotech suit for Stephen, but he shouldn’t work when he’s pining. 

This is my gift for @polygamoussquamous for the @ironstrangehaven exchange. I loved all the prompts they send to me and I’m planning to use them for other fics. Anyway, for this one, the prompt is: Tony making Stephen a nanotech suit.

This suited also for my past tense square in my @tonystarkbingo card. I hope you’ll enjoy this!

[mistressstrange]

My gift for @hotforcaptaincold 

@ironstrangehaven It won’t link to my giftee! :((

I’ll Throw a Lasso

Prompt: Tony and Stephen on vacation or trying to decide where to go for vacation.

[amethyst-noir]

My gift for @strange-hollow-city for the gift exchange at @ironstrangehaven. I choose the “artist searching for a model prompt” and if I had some sort of artistic talent I would have drawn the picture for you, but sadly I can do only words.

This is same vague AU where some things are the same but most are… not. I really, truly hope that you enjoy it, despite me taking the prompt in rather interesting directions.

This is also my fill for the square “Free For All” @ironstrangebingo.

[sunnywritesstuff]

Hey @clobeast, I was your giftee for the exchange and I wrote you a fic! I hope you like it! 

@ironstrangehaven

[lacrimula-falsa]

IronStrange Gift Exchange 2019 - My Gift For Codee21

For the IronStrange Gift Exchange organised by the IronStrange Haven.

This is my incredibly late gift for the amazing Codee21. An A/B/O AU as requested. I hope you like it, Codee.

Read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18353315/chapters/43454192

@codee21 @ironstrangehaven

Just this once I love time zones for allowing me to make the deadline on this. ^^“

[ironstrangehaven]

IronStrange Gift Exchange

Before Avengers: Endgame wrecks havoc on our hearts, we, the mods of IronStrange Haven have planned out a fun gift exchange. Since Endgame is not far away, this exchange will be a rather short one. Our event will resemble a Secret Santa - the gifters and the gifts themselves will be secret until the posting period. The gifts that can be given are - fanfiction, fanart, gifsets, playlists, video edits, and photo edits. 

When the posting period begins, we will create an AO3 collection for fics. 

Rules 

This is an IronStrange exchange, but multiships and side ships are allowed as long as IronStrange is the main focus of the creation. 

We won't be posting the gifts to our Tumblr, so @ us or message us when you do! 

NSFW creations are allowed, but due to Tumblr's ban, you will have to post them elsewhere. 

If you change any of the usernames you have provided us, please let us know! 

If you need to drop out, tell us. 

We will assign your giftee a pinch hitter. 

The minimum requirements for the creations are: 

Fic - 500 words 

Art or a photo edit - Finished piece, no matter how small 

Video edit - 20 seconds 

Playlist - 10 songs 

Gifset - 3 gifs 

Schedule 

February 13th - Signups open 

February 23rd - Signups close 

February 27th- Matches sent out 

March 27th - Posting the gifts begins 

April 4th - Final deadline for posting 

If you have any questions, don't be afraid to ask us! We hope you will all have a lot of fun during this gift exchange!

Click here for the survey for the exchange.

[yukitsubute]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange Characters: Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, Peter Parker Additional Tags: Romance, Soulmates, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Car Accidents, Feelings, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Tony Feels, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Hurt Stephen Strange Summary:

When sudden pain crosses Tony's body, he knows exactly that something is wrong, and that he needs to search for Stephen, his soulmate.

Written for the @ironstrangehaven exchange for @wonderwheremysanitywent. I really hope you like it - I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope you enjoy reading.

[music-is-the-voice-of-the-soul]

Si Mes Vers Avaient Des Ailes

This is for @laisocasblog I got them as my giftee for this exchange. I enjoyed making this edit. This idea came to me from a dream.

I’ve always had this idea of Stephen writing notes or giving love poems to Tony in different languages, and this poem always came to mind first. It’s cuz Stephen, in IW, used butterflies against Thanos. In the second stanza, his love verses would flutter to Tony’s smiling hearth/home and that’s why the second edit had him smiling. Here’s a YouTube video of the poem/song. It’s really beautiful.

Victor Hugo wrote this poem, which was then made into a song. Reynaldo Hahn wrote the music to the poem.

Mes vers fuiraient, doux et frêles,                                                                  

Vers votre jardin si beau,                                                                                     

Si mes vers avaient des ailes,                                                                    

Comme l’oiseau.                              

Ils voleraient, étincelles,                                                                                   

Vers votre foyer qui rit,                                                                                         

Si mes vers avaient des ailes,                                                                     

Comme l’esprit.

Près de vous, purs et fidèles,                                                                               

Ils accourraient nuit et jour,                                                                                   

Si mes vers avaient des ailes,                                                                     

Comme l’amour.

English translation:

My verses would flee, sweet and frail,

To your garden so fair,

If my verses had wings,

Like a bird.

They would fly, like sparks,

To your smiling hearth,

If my verses had wings,

Like the mind.

Pure and faithful, to your side,

They’d hasten night and day,

If my verses had wings,

Like love!

Translations by Richard Stokes, from A French Song Companion (Oxford, 2000)

[ironstrange-is-the-endgame]

Hello @littlecrazyfangirl-98 I’m your pinch hitter for the @ironstrangehaven gift exchange. I’m super sorry about the fact that you’ll get this super in late, but I still hope you might like this! <3

Name: If you were ever in doubt, don't sell yourself short, you might be bulletproof

Square: "Stop" for @ironstrangebingo

Rating: Teen and Up

Warnings: Self-Esteem Issues

Pairings: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange

Summary: Gossip magazines and talk shows seem to be extremely judging toward Tony Stark's new partner and Stephen finds himself facing problems he thought only belonged to the years of his youth.

[ironstrangehaven]

IronStrange Gift Exchange Sign Ups Close on Feb. 23

Hello everyone!!! Just wanna remind you that February 23 is the last day to sign up for the gift exchange!!! If you want to sign up you can find the link here.

As a reminder, the gifts that can be given are - fanfiction, fanart, gifsets, playlists, video edits, and photo edits. 

Minimum requirements for the creations

Fic - 500 words 

Art or a photo edit - Finished piece, no matter how small 

Video edit - 20 seconds 

Playlist - 10 songs 

Gifset - 3 gifs 

Schedule 

February 13th - Signups open 

February 23rd - Signups close 

February 27th- Matches sent out 

March 27th - Posting the gifts begins 

April 4th - Final deadline for posting 

[wonderwheremysanitywent]

I loved reading this! Thank you for writing this! ❤️

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange Characters: Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, Peter Parker Additional Tags: Romance, Soulmates, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Car Accidents, Feelings, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Tony Feels, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Hurt Stephen Strange Summary:

When sudden pain crosses Tony’s body, he knows exactly that something is wrong, and that he needs to search for Stephen, his soulmate.

Written for the @ironstrangehaven exchange for @wonderwheremysanitywent. I really hope you like it - I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope you enjoy reading.