#palmerstrange fanfiction

[marvel-snape-writes]

I saw the band that wrote/sang the song that inspired ‘Are You Happy, Stephen?’ again on Wednesday night and I think it gave me the kick up the arse to finally finish the next chapter of ‘Face Your Fears, Doctor Strange’ because I feel like I haven’t posted any in AGES

[jasmarie2600]

In 1890’s New York, Magician Stephen Strange encounters Nurse Christine Palmer after a magic trick goes wrong. Stephen is immediately taken with the beautiful nurse & Nurse Palmer recognizes the handsome magician immediately, having attended his show when the unfortunate accident happened. What happens next is a story of magic, romance & destiny (multiversal-shenanigans??)

These gifs I found, pretty much showcases their relationship beautifully, (I’m aware the last one is from The Notebook but pretend it isn’t 😬)

[lykaonimagines]

Are You Going To Fix That? - Stephen Strange

Hopefully I’ve done this request justice! Have not written a daughter reader or PalmerStrange before so I hope you like it! 

Paring: Stephen Strange x Christine (romantic);  Stephen Strange & Alternate Universe Daughter!Reader (platonic)

Word Count: 1,920

Description: Stephen and Christine get sucked into one of America’s portals while she’s training, and run into a surprising new face.

Request: "Can I request a reader that is Dr strange and Christine's future daughter? And they met her accidentally?”

Requested by: Anon

Warnings: Some swearing. 

Masterlist

He really was going to need to up America’s training schedule, Stephen thinks as he climbs to his feet and helps Christine up beside him as they look around the new universe they had landed in.

He wasn’t particularly worried, she’d grown good at locating him, but she was still trying to get the hang of not letting her portals suck in those standing beside them.

“Are you alright?” He asks Christine as he looks her over for any injuries, cringing as her eyes widen and she runs to vomit in a nearby trash can. “Should have warned you about that.”

Pushing herself away from the can, she glares at him with no heat, “Would have been nice if you mentioned it. What exactly was all of that?”

“America lost control of her portal, sucked us in and we flew through several other universes before crash landing here,” he shrugs and offers his arm to her. “She’ll figure out where we are and have us back soon.”

“Is this common being a single father of a super powered teen?” She teases as she accepts his arm and they head down the street.

“More common than I’d like to admit,” he grumbles and runs his free hand through his hair. “She’s getting much better, it just takes time. I didn’t mean for you to get wrapped up in this though.”

“Stephen it’s fine, as long as we get back in one piece,” she pauses and glances around at the more high-tech looking New York City around them. “Where are we going?”

“The Sanctum. There’s like an eight out of ten chance other me will help us or at least let us stay there until our ride is here.”

“And the other two chances?”

“He tries to kill or imprison me.”

“A two out of ten chance of being murdered is still terrible odds Doctor Strange.”

“Two of ten that they’ll try,” he comments with a wink toward her. “I’ve survived every attempt so far.”

She rolls her eyes but holds onto his arm tighter, a smile spreading across Stephen’s face at the contact.

The two of them had been working on reconnecting, and it had been going maddeningly slow for him. But he appreciated even being given that chance again.

The fact she was willing to entertain the idea of maybe someday giving them a proper try, was enough to keep him going forward. Hence why she’d been in the Sanctum at all.

She’d met America a few times, but he was trying to help build some kind of relationship between the two, in hopes maybe one day Christine would want to join them at the Sanctum. He’d been trying to be more open about everything he does, and about what’s going on his head and world.

Reaching the gate he pulls it open and ushers her through it, “Be on guard, just in case-”

Before he can finish his statement a portal opens before him and a flash of Y/H/C hair darts toward him, throwing arms around his waist, “Dad!”

Stephen shares a look of confusion with Christine at the interaction, his arms staying at his sides as the teenager attached to him chatters on.

“I, uh kid I think you’ve got the wrong person,” he says as he coughs awkwardly, and the girl looks up at him, chin as his chest.

She narrows her eyes after a minute, “Why do you look so young? You’re definitely dad, what kind of spell is this?”

Her eyes glance over to Christine for a moment, “You too, what kind of spell are you doing? And I thought you had to work late tonight Mom?”

“Who are you?” Stephen asks as he tries to remove himself from her hug. “And who do you think we are?”

She rolls her eyes and takes a step back, “I’m Y/N Strange. You are Stephen Strange, master of the mystic arts, and my father. And she’s Christine Strange, neurosurgeon, and my mother. Like you don’t know that.”

His eyes widen at the declaration and he looks to Christine who looks equally as mystified, “We’re married and have children here?”

Looking between the two, a look of understanding washes over Y/N’s face, “You’re from another universe aren’t you? That’s why you don’t know me. Well that’s depressing, I don’t exist? Are you two married at least?”

“We are from another universe, and no we aren’t married,” Christine answers her. “We used to date.”

“Used to?” Y/N raises an eyebrow, turning to give Stephen a scathing look. “Are you going to fix that?”

Stephen’s mouth opens and closes as he tries to come up with a reply to the smirk spreading across the girl’s face. “I- well I’m trying,” he finally grumbles out, his cheeks flushing pink.

“Is he?” She asks, her gaze going back to Christine. “Or is he doing the whole ‘I can’t be loved I have to protect you blah blah blah’ shit he did to my mom?”

Christine laughs, smiling and shaking her head, “There is no doubt who your father is. In the slightest. But yes, Stephen is trying.”

“Not the first time I’ve been told that,” she says with a proud smile. “Now are you guys coming in or what? Dad should be back soon if you need him.”

Y/N heads back toward the door with the two following her, stepping into a slightly different version of the New York Sanctum. “But I’m the second master of the Sanctum,” she announces proudly.

“Bullshit,” Stephen grins. “No way yet kid.”

“He’s known you five minutes and already knows you’re full of shit Y/N,” a familiar voice responds, an older version of Strange comes down the stairs and stops next to his daughter. “What have I told you about playing Sanctum defender?”

“To not to,” she rolls her eyes but leans in to hug her father. “But I will be one day.”

“You still need to decide what you even want to do,” he responds, putting an arm over her shoulder.

“I already said I’d do both, it’s decided dad.”

“Can you believe this kid?” Older Strange asks as he looks between Stephen and Christine. “She thinks she can be a neurosurgeon and a master of the Sanctum at the same time. Won’t listen to me that they’re both draining and take all your available time on their own.”

“Well I’m better than you and I’m gonna prove it,” Y/N smiles up sweetly at him as he rolls his eyes. “I’ll do both and be better at both. Because I’m going to be the best at both.”

“I now agree that she’s absolutely my child,” Stephen states as he shakes his head. “I mean ours. Yours. She’s Stephen Strange’s child.”

“That she is,” Strange responds and steps forward offering his hand to Stephen. “Multiversal mishap?”

Stephen shakes his hand, “Yeah, my somewhat adopted daughter makes multiverse portals, she had a slight mistake during training. Sucked us in, she’ll be here to get us relatively soon I’m sure.”

“Adopted daughter?” Y/N asks tilting her head. “So in your universe I’ll have a sister? What’s her name?”

“America. Her name is America,” he responds quickly, ignoring her first question as he glances over at Christine who gives him a soft smile.

“Oh I know that look,” Strange chuckles and looks toward Christine. “I’m not sure what he’s done or what he’s said, but the man genuinely loves you. We’re just all terrible at saying it. Don’t be too hard on him.”

“Hmm, he has a few things to make up for still, but I’ll keep that in mind,” she laughs and stands a little closer to her Stephen. “Where’s your Christine?”

“At work, medical director at Metro-General,” he says with a smile. “She worked very hard for it and has done an amazing job.”

“Is that where you two met?”

“It is, and I was a jackass like I’m guessing he was,” he nods toward Stephen.

“You think you’re nice now?” Y/N interrupts with a grin.

“Oh yeah compared to then. I was exactly like you,” he reaches over to mess up her hair as she protests. “Sometimes the apple doesn’t fall far enough from the tree.”

Y/N crosses her arms and huffs, “I have mom in me too. It’s impossible for me to be worse than you.”

“You’re right, my precious little girl is just the sweetest cutest little thing,” he says, raising the pitch of his voice to embarrass her and leaning over to press kisses all over her head as she struggles to get away from his grip.

“Save me!” Y/N shouts reaching out toward Stephen who wistfully shakes his head and watches them with a fondness as he feels a hand take his own.

Glancing down he sees Christine’s hand holding his, he gives it a comforting squeeze and looks up to her eyes with the same fondness.

As the father and daughter continue to bicker, a star-shaped portal rips apart the air, and America leans through it sheepishly, “Sorry…”

“It’s alright kid,” Stephen chuckles and smiles at her. “No harm done.”

“So you’re my sister from another universe?” Y/N asks walking closer to the portal and gesturing toward it. “Absolutely wicked by the way.”

“Thanks!” America perks up at the compliment. “You’re Stephen’s kid here?”

“Yep, and you’re his adopted kid there?”

“I guess I am,” she answers looking over at Stephen who sends her a wink.

“Well if you ever end up back here in our universe, look me up yeah?” Y/N says holding out her fist. “I’ve accepted you as my sister, we can hang out.”

America quickly fist bumps her, “I definitely will! We definitely need to hang out.”

“And cause chaos?” both Stephen’s say at the same time, shaking their heads at one another.

“No chaos, just bonding,” Y/N smirks before walking over to throws her arms around Stephen and Christine. “It was nice meeting young Mom and Dad, you two work all that stuff out alright? I wish to be born.”

“We’ll see how it goes,” Christine laughs and hugs her back. “You make a compelling argument.”

Giving a nod to his other self and daughter, Stephen heads toward the portal with Christine’s hand still in his own.

As the portal closes behind them and they stand in his Sanctum once again, Stephen turns toward her and tentatively takes her other hand, “Not exactly what I promised we’d be doing today… but was it a fun adventure?”

“The best actually,” she smirks and takes a step closer. “A nice glimpse of what the future could be.”

“A future you’d like?” he asks hopefully.

“A future I think I’d love,” she responds and places a hand on his chest. “Also a sneak peak of what you’ll look like in fifteen years was nice. Still handsome as ever.”

“Let me take you out to dinner, as a proper date?”

“I think I could do that,” her hand grips the fabric of his tunic and gently pulls his face closer to her own.

Leaning in closer to her, she gives him a slight nod and his lips press to hers.

“Gross,” America states walking past them, causing the two to break apart as they realize she’d still been standing there.

“I should head back and get ready. Pick me up at seven?” she asks, glancing down at her watch.

“I’ll be there.”

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[xxskycrystalxx]

currently writing up a collection of palmerstrange oneshots and I’m looking for some more suggestions/prompts. if anyone has any, feel free to comment or pm me! don’t want to let my writing mood go to waste. will probably take up to 10? maybe 🤔

(and they’re all relatively semi-short but not too short either. also, I could do full-blown stories with some of them if I have enough inspiration/motivation lol)

[prettywitchiusaka]

Lines From Stephen x Clea Fanfics I May Never Write (Out of Context) Post 93:

Christine: Do you love her?

(Stephen remains silent. Even now, as precious memories of Clea flash before him, he refuses to admit what he (already) knows in his heart to be true.)

Stephen: Maybe?...I like her a lot. (He smiles as his thoughts turn to her.) She’s sweet, and affectionate. She’s incredibly powerful and extremely agile and intelligent. She’s...honest and loyal. She’s the kind of person you want on your side. She’s also very beautiful. Not just looks, but as a person...She’s wonderful.

(Christine bites her lip, trying not to laugh at her friend’s lack of subtlety.)

Christine: Yup! You’re definitely in love, alright.

[maybefanfiction]

Merry Christmas!!

Well, this is my headcanon, I may write about it someday: 838-Christine and his Stephen got married before Thanos arrived (they figure their relationship out just fine after the events from Dr. Strange). Once the Illuminati find out about this incoming danger, Stephen starts his research and finds the Darkhold. He thinks a lot about the consecuencies and decides to let Christine out of everything by erasing her memories (and everyone else's) from the wedding and all that came after that. The only two people out of that spell were Stephen, of course, and Wong. And why Wong? Because he was always the keeper of secrets and mysteries (and because, secretly, Stephen never trusted 838-Mordo that much either). When Thanos is defeated and Stephen is dead, Christine starts working at the Baxter Foundation and the Illuminati tell her what really happened with Stephen. Then Wong tells her about the spell as well. She goes mad, of course, because Stephen made a desicion for the two of them without even consider her thoughts (once again, being the one who holds the knife in the relationship). She resents him, she's hurt by his actions and he's dead, that changes her life completly. And when 616-Stephen arrives, she doesn't wanna get hurted again. But then this Stephen tell her 'I love you in every universe', and she can finally understand what really happened and let go of that last image of Stephen she had. Because yeah, everything he does it's fucked up, but he does it out of love and fear of losing the people he loves. She can never get her Stephen back to try and help him, but she can tell this Stephen to face his fears, and finally close that chapter of her life.

[webtrinsic1122]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Doctor Strange (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Christine Palmer/Stephen Strange Characters: Christine Palmer, Stephen Strange Additional Tags: Unhealthy Relationships, Kissing, Manipulative Relationship, Dark Stephen Strange, Character Death, Not Canon Compliant, Drabble, Ficlet, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Melancholy, Possessive Behavior, Lies, Corruption, Fear Summary:

Sinister Strange finally gets what he wants.

[marvel-snape-writes]

I just think the image of surgeon era Stephen and Christine fooling around in his office in the early days is hot… so then this random bit of writing was born 😶

I Hope It’s a Kiss

Stephen Strange’s head was still engrossed in the patient files on his computer screen when his office door opened, immediately knowing who it was from the footsteps that earned him a Cheshire Cat grin.

“I’ve got something for you.” Christine spoke from the door way.

“Oh, yeah?” Stephen raised a brow, the smile still on his face as he made a couple more clicks on the mouse of his computer, “I hope it’s a kiss.”

“It might involve something like that.” Christine giggled, walking closer to him.

“Why don’t you come over here and show me?” Stephen finally lifted his head in her direction, pushing his chair out from under the desk and patting one of his thighs.

“Oh, typical,” She rolled her eyes, walking over to him and accepting his offer of sitting on one of his thighs, “Always making me come to you.”

“Darlin’, making you cum is one of my favourite things to do.” Stephen flashed her a sweet grin, wrapping an arm around her waist to secure her balance.

“Regardless of where we are, it would seem, judging from how we spent Friday night…” Christine mumbled, feeling her cheeks growing slightly pink.

“Absolutely, sweetheart,” Stephen nodded, “Even if you wake up alone in your bed the next morning, you can always tell judging from where on the scale from one to ten we need to get you referred to Dr Barnes the chiropractor whether you spent the night before with me…” He shrugged, raising his eyebrows and enjoying the deep shade of red that her cheeks now were as he gazed up at her, “Now, what have you got for me, hm?”

“The mutual patient of ours that has recently been put on the fast track list for his surgery, I have his scan results.” She held them up, smiling softly.

“You could have easily asked one of the office staff to have them scanned onto his records instead of delivering them to me in person.” Stephen shrugged, glancing down at them.

“Oh, so that is the ‘thanks’ I get?” She rolled her eyes, placing the file down on the desk.

“Well, what kind of ‘thanks’ were you looking for, Doctor Palmer?” Stephen arched a brow, trying not to smirk as one of his hands found itself on her thigh.

“Something a little more worth my time.” Christine dared herself to say.

“I’ll show you something a little more worth your time over this goddamn desk if you keep that attitude.” Stephen’s voice lowered.

“Is that a threat or a promise?” Christine arched a brow, biting her lip as their eyes met.

“Whatever will get me off the fastest.” Stephen shrugged, trying not to let on how much Christine acting like this turned him on.

“I don’t think you’d have the stamina for us to give it a go twice…” She shrugged, tracing her index finger along his jawline, glancing down at his lips, “So, it wouldn’t be a very fair answer.”

“Again, I don’t recall me asking you to show up at my office and give me attitude.” Stephen squinted his eyes, “But I would forgive it for that kiss.”

Christine placed her hand against his cheek and pressed their lips together, her eyes briefly closing for a few moments.

“That will be all, Miss Palmer.” Stephen spoke as they both pulled back in unison.

“Oh, will it?” Christine arched a brow, remaining against his thigh, “Because from what I remember it was me who came to you, how do you know if I'm finished?”

“You always cum for me, sweetheart.” Stephen shrugged, “But so does everyone else…”

“Everyone else?” Christine placed her hands on his shoulders.

“Don’t be jealous, baby, they’re only human.” Stephen flashed her that irritatingly arrogant side smirk.

“So, when you call me…” One of Christine’s hands trailed down the top half of his scrubs, “And you're playing with yourself…” Her hand made its way to the crotch of his scrubs as it dipped between them, Stephen automatically parting his legs a little more automatically for an undenied invitation, “And you tell me I’m the only one who can get you off…” Her fingers gently enveloped around his cock from over his scrubs, massaging her palm against it gently as her lips grazed his ear.

“Mm…” Stephen allowed a soft noise to pass through his lips before trying to gather himself together enough to speak, “Sweetheart, I just know that by the click of a finger you’d be on your knees for me.” He bit his lip as he paused for a moment, “What does it matter if I lie to you?”

“Did I just come in here for you to offload the truth to me, Strange?” Christine arched a brow, keeping her hand flat against his length that was now making itself slightly more known against one of his thighs.

“Oh, I’d offload something onto you, given half the chance…” Stephen spoke in a low tone, gazing up at her as he stole a kiss from her lips.

“Oh, yeah?” Christine licked her lips slowly once he pulled back, now working her fingertips back and forth along the entirety of his hardening cock and earning a soft moan from him in return, “And what might that be?”

“Would you like me to show you?” Stephen asked before his mouth fell open once more as he let out a small grunt from the delicate way she was handling him from over his scrubs, “I’m not sure you could handle it right here. I’m not so sure the desk could, either, come to think of it…”

“Maybe it’s a flaw in me, Doctor Strange,” Christine bit her lip, pressing her thumb directly over the increasingly dampening tip of his cock from over the material and glancing down at the darker patch upon his scrubs from where his precum has leaked through his boxers and into them, smirking when she heard the hiss he made through clenched teeth, “But, honestly… I’d let you do your worst.”

“Mm, fuck it…” Stephen growled, wrapping his arms around her and lifting her off his lap and onto his desk at the side of his computer, immediately grasping at her scrubs as their lips smacked together.

“If you’re such a good Doctor, how about you run me some tests about how I always have this unsatisfied craving of wanting you to do me no good, Stephen Strange…” Christine grinned, wrapping her arms around his neck as her fingers immediately darted into the hair at the nape of his neck.

“Shut the fuck up and I’ll show you the very meaning of being satisfied.” Stephen practically panted out his words from how turned on he was, even losing his breath at how keen Christine was in helping him practically tear her scrubs bottoms off and barely even waiting a moment before doing the same with her underwear.

“Mm, you really mean right here?” Christine grinned, glancing down between between them as Stephen fumbled with the waistband of his scrubs before grasping onto her thighs firmly and pulling her closer to him on the edge of the desk.

“Does that fit into your schedule this afternoon, Doctor Palmer?” He asked against her lips, one hand against her thigh and the other loosely jerking up and down his length in anticipation as he lined himself up with her perfectly.

“I think I can shift a few things around just for you…” Christine smirked as she hooked her legs around his hips, gazing up into his eyes, “But we sure aren’t going to heaven any time soon if we go through with it in your office… with the door unlocked…”

Both of their hearts were thudding in unison with a mixture of arousal and the thrill of getting caught. Christine gazed up at him and almost lost her breath from the dark, lustful expression she was met with gazing back at her. She knew he was going to be trouble from the moment she met him — he just had one of those faces that said, “I was made to break your heart”. And she would let him. At any given moment, any given opportunity, she would just let him. Especially after the words that fell out of his mouth in response;

“When did I ever say I was a Saint?”

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[sharonccrter]

838 Christine tells Stephen that if he loves his universe's version of her, he should tell her how he feels. Little does Stephen know that his universe's Christine's life is about to take a sinister turn that'll change the course of events forever.

[jasmarie2600]

It could just be because I’m obsessed now with anything Victorian Gothic (because of seeing Nosferatu) but PalmerStrange in a 1830’s setting and Sorcerer Stephen falls in love with Nurse Christine. No vampires, more gothic romance/lovecraftian?? & magic.

TBH this partially exists because I couldn’t stop thinking of ✨✨smut✨✨ that involved taking off corsets and other historical clothing ✨✨I’m sorry✨✨ (if anyone would like to help me write a fanfic I wouldn’t mind…. 😬😬)

[taruyison]

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[xxskycrystalxx]

Posted a little something on AO3!

My writing is not the best of the best but it’s something. This was just an idea that popped up in my head while trying to deal with DS:MoM + Palmerstrange. There are DS:MoM spoilers so beware!!

More chapters will be posted up soon :)

Also, thank you to @maryyson for being my beta reader <3

[blueeapril]

where can i find some christine palmer-stephen strange fanfiction??? I need them like I need air! please help!

[ironstrange-is-the-endgame]

Fandom Trumps Hate

I entered this charity event with three auctions for FTH 2k19. I have a slot for a fanfiction, one for a graphic edit and one for an art piece. You can find the specifics on my contributor page on Dreamwidth. 

I could choose a max of three fandoms so I went with the ones for which I created the most, but we can discuss also for other fandoms if you are interested but you’re not sure I know the fandom just shoot me an ask/DM. 

Type of fanwork: fan art Subtype(s): Gifset, Photo manip, Icon(s), Moodboard Fandom(s): A Song of Ice and Fire, MCU (all), Criminal Minds Highest rating: M (mature) Length/size: N/A Especially interested in: I'm mostly open to everything, but for the things I've listed below, though I'd particularly like to focus on Ironstrange, Ironwidow, Stucky, Supreme Family, PalmerStrrange (both romantic and friendship), Ironwidowstrange for MCU. Every Theon's ship (especially Throbb and Theomeric), Robb, Sansa and Rickon Stark appreciation, pro- Lannisters, Renly x Loras, Lannincest, Myrcella Baratheon as queen, and modern!AU for asoiaf. And Team dynamics, Garvez, Aaron x Emily, Spencer x happiness for CM Unwilling to address: Strong no are crossdressing, genderbend and m!preg; as far as A/B/O dynamics are involved i'm very picky so it's a soft no. My NOTPs are Pepperony and Braime (Jaime x Brienne), and I'd rather not do anything that involves Stony. I don't particularly like the Starks but for Robb, Sansa and Rickon and I totally loath the Targaryens so I'd rather not to work on them. All the other houses are fine. Notes: I'm fine with pretty much everything else and I accept every kind of ship request even if are not the ones I listed as far as they are not NOTP. I ship weird stuff and I LOVE rarepairs so you can shoot at me whatever you want. Minimum Bid: $5 (it’s a standard minimum you can ask whatever kind of fanart for $5, doesn’t matter in how many parts I’ll divide it.)

Type of fanwork: fanfiction Subtype(s): N/A Fandom(s): A Song of Ice and Fire, MCU (all), Criminal Minds Highest rating: M (mature) Length/size: 1k words per $5 bid Especially interested in: I'm mostly open to everything, but for the things I've listed below, though I'd particularly like to focus on Ironstrange, Ironwidow, Stucky, Supreme Family, PalmerStrange (both romantic and friendship), Ironwidowstrange for MCU. Every Theon's ship (especially Throbb and Theomeric), Robb, Sansa and Rickon Stark appreciation, pro- Lannisters, Renly x Loras, Lannincest, Myrcella Baratheon as queen, and modern!AU for asoiaf. And Team dynamics, Garvez, Aaron x Emily, Spencer x happiness for CM Unwilling to address: Strong no are crossdressing, genderbend and m!preg; as far as A/B/O dynamics are involved i'm very picky so it's a soft no. My NOTPs are Pepperony and Braime (Jaime x Brienne), and I'd rather not do anything that involves Stony. I don't particularly like the Starks but for Robb, Sansa and Rickon and I totally loath the Targaryens so I'd rather not to work on them. All the other houses are fine. Notes: I'm fine with pretty much everything else and I accept every kind of ship request even if are not the ones I listed as far as they are not NOTP. I ship weird stuff and I LOVE rarepairs so you can shoot at me whatever you want. Minimum Bid: $5

Type of fanwork: fan art Subtype(s): Drawing/painting/etc. Fandom(s): A Song of Ice and Fire, MCU (all), Criminal Minds Highest rating: T (teen) Length/size: realistic style: sketch: 10$ | color: 15$ | color + background: 20$ 

cartoon style: sketch: 5$ | color: 10$ Especially interested in: I'm mostly open to everything, but for the things I've listed below, though I'd particularly like to focus on Ironstrange, Ironwidow, Stucky, Supreme Family, PalmerStrrange (both romantic and friendship), Ironwidowstrange for MCU. Every Theon's ship (especially Throbb and Theomeric), Robb, Sansa and Rickon Stark appreciation, pro- Lannisters, Renly x Loras, Lannincest, Myrcella Baratheon as queen, and modern!AU for asoiaf. And Team dynamics, Garvez, Aaron x Emily, Spencer x happiness for CM Unwilling to address: Strong no are crossdressing, genderbend and m!preg; as far as A/B/O dynamics are involved i'm very picky so it's a soft no. My NOTPs are Pepperony and Braime (Jaime x Brienne), and I'd rather not do anything that involves Stony. I don't particularly like the Starks but for Robb, Sansa and Rickon and I totally loath the Targaryens so I'd rather not to work on them. All the other houses are fine. Notes: I'm fine with pretty much everything else and I accept every kind of ship request even if are not the ones I listed as far as they are not NOTP. I ship weird stuff and I LOVE rarepairs so you can shoot at me whatever you want. Minimum Bid: $5

[marvel-snape-writes]

NEW PALMERSTRANGE!

Bad Desire

Part one: Tongue For A Taste

Set post Christine and Charlie’s wedding, Stephen’s feelings are still all over the place when they end up being invited to the same event. But is Christine having the same trouble trying to fool everyone else, too?

Snippet:

“Well, I don't need to ask your name, do I?!” The man at the door asked, looking at the guest list.

“That would depend on who you think I am.” Stephen raised his eyebrows, smiling.

Smiling until his eye caught a glimpse of Christine from behind through the doors into the main event room. His gaze trailed down from her uniquely coloured hair to the blue dress which fit perfectly over her hips just like the way his hands used to, and he cursed his ability for still being able to notice her in a crowd regardless of it’s size.

“I think you are Stephen Strange, if I am not mistaken?” The man then quickly corrected himself before Stephen even had a chance to speak, “Sorry, Doctor Stephen Strange.”

“Correct, I am.” Stephen nodded with a half convincing smile as his eyes drifted to Christine again as he spoke to himself in his head, ‘because I'm certainly not the man who is still helplessly in love with her.’

Massive THANK YOU to @jasmarie2600 for convincing me to pull my head out of my arse and write something like ‘Are You Happy, Stephen?’ again, i hope you like it!

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[marvel-snape-writes]

Face Your Fears, Doctor Strange — NEW CHAPTER!

18+ smutty smut smut

Stephen Strange x Christine Palmer (early days)

Chapter 11: Do You Really Want To Know How I Feel?

Snippet:

Stephen’s mouth twitched into a smirk as he hit send on that last text, placing his phone down on the desk as he busied himself with the reports again. He tried to ignore the vibration against the table and his phone lighting up with Christine’s response, but temptation soon took over him and he found his phone in his hand again.

C: I can do that for you… But I might not be wearing any clothes. Is that alright?

Stephen felt his breathing get heavier just from the image in his mind and swallowed hard as he began to reply:

S: Absolutely fine with me, sweetheart.

C: I’d much rather be covered with you on top of me anyway… creating our own heat.

That text went straight to Stephen’s cock; finding himself fidgeting in his seat as he licked his lips. He knew he had to get these reports finished and home to Christine as soon as possible or he would find his wandering hands grasping more than just pieces of paper.

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@liliwandamoff @julyrogers @hellorachelmarianamorgan @cobe76 @icytrickster17 @strangelockd @curiousgalacticsoul @jasmarie2600 @hayden429 @benedict-cbe @palmerstrangedaily @withalittlehoney @cumberbatchbenedict @strangesgirls