#stephen strange x fiance!reader

[anotherfuckingmarvelfanaccount]

Stephen’s Birthday

My Masterlist

Okay, so part of this wound up me being able to rant about random space knowledge that I have due to a class that I’m taking right now called Earth & Space Science. So, therefore, y’all get some space talk.

Pairing(s): Stephen Strange x Reader

Warnings: Space talk, Reader being nerds with Bruce and Peter, Stephen not knowing how to fix the space issues, mentions of Stephen’s car accident but not in detail, Stephen gets drunk because he’s not driving, clingy!stephen when he’s drunk, reader takes care of him, Stephen has nightmares due to the accident.

Word Count: 1911

Summary: You invite some of Stephen’s friends out for his birthday, after the dinner you take care of your very drunk fiancé.

Being engaged to Stephen Strange hasn’t always been easy. 8 months ago, he got in the car accident that almost took his life, and when he realized he would have a very hard time ever using his hands again, he went on a complete mental break. You wouldn’t let him push you away though, you had honestly seen Stephen in much worse states than this, as the two of you met in university while he was starting his pre med program and you were starting your program in astrophysics. (Stars are cool as fuck, sue me.) You shaved for Stephen, drove him everywhere he needed to go, and even went to the Kamar-Taj with him. You could do the basics of magic, but nothing like Stephen could do now. 

In doing so, you had taken a sabbatical from your research job at the university that you and Stephen both went to, claiming that you were studying the stars in other parts of the world. Which you actually were, as Stephen would portal the both of you around the world to study eclipses and other astronomical events like meteor showers and the other planets lining up perfectly.

When Stephen became the Sorcerer Supreme, he moved back to the New York Sanctum, and you moved with him, returning from your sabbatical and writing multiple papers on everything you saw, sending it to other professors you had consulted with along the way for proof-reading and credits. 

Finally back to what had become your new normal, you spent your days studying the universe and your new project was attempting to figure out what dark energy really was. Generally, physicists, astrophysicists, and other people interested in space knew that dark energy was an invisible force opposing gravity, pulling galaxies within the universe apart, making up about 75% of the universe. Dark matter, which many physicists study represents about 21% of the universe, appears to be subatomic particles that we can’t see due to the fact that it rarely interacts with other matter. And then there’s the matter that we can see, making up 4% of the observable universe, as it’s unknown what we can actually see because at a certain point, when we’re seeing light years away, we can’t see that far back in time.

“Darling, not to disregard your work, but you’ve told me this a million times.”

“I know, Stephen! But I can’t figure it out!” You exclaimed, flopping down on the bed.

Stephen kissed your forehead softly, “Well, why don’t we not think about it tonight? We have reservations.”

“I know we do. Happy birthday, honey.” You pulled him in for a kiss.

“You’ve wished me a happy birthday about a million times already today, darling. And we don’t exactly have time to start something here.”

“I wouldn’t dream of having you miss reservations at your favourite restaurant with your favourite people.” You told him, standing up and pulling your favourite dress out of the closet.

Stephen raised an eyebrow at you through the mirror. “Is it not just dinner with you and me?” You shook your head, chuckling at the incredulous look on his face. “Who else have you invited? Because you are my favourite person in the world, darling.”

“Christine and her husband, since I know they’re the only two coworkers at the hospital that you could stand. And also Tony Stark and Bruce Banner because I know you tolerate them now that you’re an Avenger.” At that moment, you got a text from Tony. “And Tony is bringing this kid that he’s essentially adopted, that's actually SpiderMan, apparently his name is Peter.”

“A kid? Really?” Stephen asked, uninterested.

You read the next message from Tony as it came in. “Apparently he’s 16 and goes to that highschool for super smart kids in Queens. Peter Parker.”

Stephen mused, quickly lost in thought now that you’d recaught his attention. “I wonder if there’s any relation to a nurse I used to work with at the hospital, May Parker.” He tied his tie shakily, throwing his hands in the air when he couldn’t do it like he used to.

“Oh, come here, honey. We have to get going anyway.” You said, swiping on some makeup, tying Stephen’s tie, and dragging him out the door.

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The car ride was silent on the way to the restaurant, as it usually was when Stephen was in a slight mood regarding his hands, so you knew not to turn on the radio. 

Getting out of the car, you were greeted by Christine, her husband, Bruce Banner, Natasha Romanoff, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, and Peter Parker. Obviously Tony or Pepper had dragged Peter out to get a new suit as his tie was crooked, which you quickly fixed after reassurance that it was okay that you did so.

You all sat down at a table in the back, Tony using his money to make sure that it was as private as possible and quickly started up a conversation. Which, conveniently, was Peter asking you about what you did for work. When you explained the predicament that you were in with dark energy, and that you were letting other scientists focus on dark matter, both Peter and Bruce immediately had ideas on how to establish its existence, which had you promising to bring them to the research room at the university one day next weekend and adding both their names to your next paper if they ended up helping with a discovery.

After all the space talk had died down (not without Tony chipping in more ideas, all of which you noted in your phone quickly so as to not forget them), Stephen’s least favourite topic came up, his car crash. “So, Stephen, how are your hands doing? You look good.” Christine asked.

“I- um, I still shake a lot, Y/N helps me with a lot of things, but I’m still very shaky, even with the magic.”

“Couldn’t you do what that one guy did that used his knowledge of magic to walk again, just with your hands?” Tony asked carefully.

Stephen shrugged, grasping your thigh under the table with his left hand. “I’ve never tried, but hands are so sensitive anyway that I don’t think it would be beneficial to.” You used your non-dominant hand to squeeze Stephen’s hand in reassurance. 

Pepper was able to see what a sensitive topic this was for Stephen and immediately started up a new conversation. “So, Peter, what have you been learning in school?”

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After dinner, the 9 of you stayed in the back of the restaurant talking, after you had paid, none of you really wanting to go home yet. Eventually Peter remembered that he had school in the morning and so Tony and Pepper left to drive him home. Natasha gave you her number with a promise to keep in touch, knowing what it’s like to be in a male-dominated profession and telling you that she would always be a listening ear if you needed one. She and Bruce left not long after with a promise of Bruce coming to the university next weekend to help you with your issue.

Christine and her husband left shortly after, with Christine apologizing to Stephen before she left for bringing up his hands after the accident. You and Stephen were the last to leave, slowly making your way to the car as Stephen was feeling you up.

“Oh, honey. Did you have a bit too much to drink?” You asked, wrapping one of your arms behind his back.

“No.” He mumbled, nuzzling into your neck. “I just love you. You take such good care of me, darling.” 

You chuckled, helping him to the car a little faster. “Aw, honey, you really are drunk.” You unceremoniously dumped Stephen in the passenger seat, buckling him in and closing the car door behind him before going around to the other side of the car.

In the time it took you to walk around to the other side of the car, Stephen had turned on the radio, changed the station, and turned on the heated seat and steering wheel for you, knowing how cold you can get in the middle of November. “Love you so much darling, thank you so much for everything that you do for me.” Stephen said, looking at you with lovestruck eyes.

“I love you too.” You said, kissing his forehead softly before buckling yourself into the car and pulling out of the parking lot. “Now, let’s take you home, my drunk fiancé.”

“‘M not drunk.” He mumbled, starting to hum along to the song on the radio. “Can we fuck at home?”

“You are drunk, my love. That’s the only time you swear.” You parked the car in the special underground part of the Sanctum that nobody knows about, and practically carried Stephen upstairs to your bedroom. “Okay, let’s get you out of your nice fancy suit, okay honey?”

“Whatever you say my sweet, darling wife.” Stephen said, stripping out of his suit as quickly as possible and laying on top of the sheets naked.

You looked over at him fondly, watching as he waited for your next instruction. “You wanna sleep naked tonight, hun?” He nodded frantically, almost like an overtired toddler. “Alright sweetheart. Let me just get into some pajamas.”

“No!” Stephen exclaimed. “Want you to sleep naked too!”

You chuckled softly. “Okay, honey. Let me just take my makeup and jewelry off and get out of my dress, okay?”

“Okay.” He mumbled, rolling onto his side to watch you. Before getting undressed, you filled Stephen a glass of water and made him drink it down. You refilled it and put it on the nightstand, placing a bottle of Advil next to it so Stephen could take them in the morning. 

Getting undressed, you looked at Stephen through the mirror again. “You know how much I love you, right, Stephen?”

“Of course I do, darling. Now c’mere.” He said, making grabby hands at you. You crawled in bed with him, dragging Stephen under the covers with you. You curled up against Stephen, resting your head on his chest and throwing one arm across his torso while he had one arm behind your back, keeping you close to him. “I know I don’t say it enough, my love, but I love you with every fiber of my being, and I’m so happy we’re going to spend the rest of our lives together.”

His voice rattled your head softly as he spoke, and you felt as though it was his soul speaking directly to yours. “I love you too, Stephen, so much so that I don’t even know how to put it into words.” You said, pulling him in for a kiss where you tried to tell him everything you couldn’t say. “Can we go to sleep now?” You asked softly after the two of you broke apart for air.

“I’m scared.” He whispered. “What if I have a nightmare again?”

“I’ll be right here to protect you and hum you back to sleep, okay?”

“Okay.” Stephen said softly. “But would you sing me to sleep first? It might help.” You started humming whichever song Stephen had played on the radio earlier, and whatever song came to mind afterwards, not stopping until a few minutes after you felt Stephen’s breathing even out.

You softly drew shapes on Stephen’s chest until you fell asleep. “I’ll always protect you, sweetheart. I love you.”

[how-serene]

Is This The Cost For Love That's True?

Pairing - Johnson (Reprisal) x Fem!Reader

Summary - You both knew things would come to an end eventually.

Word Count - 688

Warnings - heavy angst, married reader, infidelity, no use of y/n

A/N - Inspired by ‘Caught In a Blue’ by Stephen Sanchez. Could be seen as a part two to Won't You Say That You Love Me?

Johnson watched, as you nervously fidgeted with the ends of your skirt. Your manicured nails dug into the fabric, as if searching for an answer within the stitching. 

“That’s it, then?” He asked, snuffing out his cigarette in the ashtray resting on the bedside table. 

Room 113. A room now so haunted, Johnson could feel the ghosts of past memories pressing down on him. The soft giggles that left your lips when his fingers would dance over your waist. That time when you kissed him so eagerly, so full of life and fervor, his hands had started to shake.The imprints of your entangled bodies were now forever embedded into the cheap springy mattress. 

You looked up at him, from your place over on the cushioned squeaky chair. Hands clasped tightly together, silently praying for one more minute and then another, if the good lord would be so generous. 

“Yes, that’s it.” You said, pressing your palms together. 

But your prayers were running out, and god had decided that this is where the road ended. 

Johnson scoffed, fingers itching to reach for the pack of Marlboros in his back pocket. “You’ll be a married woman by tomorrow morning.” 

You winced, face contorting as if he had physically hurt you. 

“Johnson, I-

“Do you love him?” He sighed, as you flinched at the question. His body twitched, fighting the overwhelming urge to cradle you in his arms. When you would cry into his chest on some nights, he would feather kisses along your hairline. The sweet, floral scent of your hairspray would tickle his nose. 

You swiped at your cheek, brushing away tears that had yet not fallen. The sight nearly made him collapse. 

“That doesn’t matter.” You said, clenching your jaw. 

Your soon to be husband was kind, albeit dull as colorless paint. Your mother had told you that was simply enough, and to ask for more was greedy. That’s all you were ever taught, to never want too much and if you do, don’t let it show. When desire and need is smeared on your face, it is ugly and repulsive. 

You had never seen desperation on a man before, until Johnson had kissed you for the first time. His fingertips pressed into the dips of your hips, trying to memorize the curve and valleys of your body. You were splayed out beneath him, back digging into the arm of the couch. His mouth was hot against yours, the taste of whisky on his tongue searing your lips. It was thoughtless, as the molds of your body came together that night, as if missing pieces to a puzzle. 

It was the first time you realized as repulsive as the act of want could be, it was beautiful as well. Your fiance did not want, as things were given to him at such an early age. He did not sit up at night, curled over himself, mouth dripping like some grotesque monster. Forever hungry. 

“Please.” Johnson whispered, shame creeping up his face. He looked so young now, like a small boy unsure of the world. “I just need to know, and then I’ll leave.” 

His dark eyes, like black holes, bore into yours. Always searching, undressing the multiple layers of your misshapen existence. 

You wanted to tell him, suddenly, that he was beautiful. That he carried something otherworldly, and cosmic within him. It was haunting at times, and almost terrifying. Almost. 

But you didn’t, as it was no longer your place. The line was drawn now and you must not step over it. No matter how close he was. 

“No.” You admitted, shoulders slouching forward. “I don’t think I’ve ever loved him.” 

Not like you, never like you. 

He nodded, a strange sense of relief washing over his features. The answer was so close to something more, to a confession long overdue. 

Johnson reached his hand out as if to touch you, but you shrank back. Just a few nights ago that same hand was tugging at the edges of your dress, there wasn’t an inch of space between you two then. 

Now the distance was slowly growing. 

If new tender eyes fell into view Still, I'd be left thinking of you Caught in a blue

[asherloki]

The Dating game

Stephen strange x reader

Long request from @anadlockfan

Fluff warning perhaps!

It was a serene morning for y/n. As she sat by the window with a cup of coffee in her hand. Light breeze making her swing with it's rhythm a bit.

*Beep*

There's was a WhatsApp Messege in her phone and she picked it up to find a message from her mother , "coming to meet you darling". This made y/n freeze for a second or two. She doesn't mind her parents coming to the city but it is different now, they're coming to talk of her marriage. It's been the topic of conversation between them for a long time now. And the problem was she lied, yes when she got irritated she straight up said, "I have a Boyfriend and it's pretty serious". Now it was a big lie to cover up. The coffee cup grew cold as she paced through the floor, trying to think of a solution. Trying to call friends for advice, she took her phone again and the recent dialled number was of Stephen's. Stephen? Yes Stephen! It struck her, her friend Stephen strange could help. Stephen is her friend since she moved to bleeker street, the only thing was she actually fancies him. But for now she needs a fake boyfriend, and he's perfect. She called him hoping he agrees,

"Hello, morning y/n". He replied from the other end.

"Oh Stephen, I need help". Y/n answered.

"Oh is everything alright?"

"Yes, I'm coming okay, I need to say it face to face".

"Yeah but listen...."

She hung up on him, desparate to solve the problem. On the other hand Stephen stood staring at his phone, holding his cup of morning coffee. wong brought him back to reality from his daydream,

"You dropped coffee on you?" He asked.

"What? Ah yes, just tried to recieve the call".

"Y/n?"

"Yes".

"You always get nervous around her, you even dropped coffee on you."

"No it's for the rush".

"Rush to pick her call." Wong argued.

"It's nothing like that".

"Whatever.." he shook his head and went on.

After 15 minutes y/n arrived at Stephen's doorstep, he opened the door and welcomed her inside with a smile,

"I need to talk" y/n said , and his mind wondered around for clue, what does she need to talk?

"Anything important? You okay?" He tried to play it cool but the sweaty palm of his knew it all.

"Oh I'm fine, don't worry" she shrugged it and then stood with a serious look.

"Want water?" Stephen said raising a glass of water.

"Did you just brought it by magic?"

"Yes I did"

"Oh, sorcerer for a reason, anyway I don't want it."

"Then can I have it?" Ofcourse he needed to calm his nerves down, Stephen never admitted he's always had a crush on y/n. Always. So he started sipping that water, whereas y/n took a deep breath and finally spoke,

"Stephen, I want you to be my fiance."

Stephen choked on his water, he coughed and water spray out of his mouth, he almost choked but he was saved, physically, in his mind he was still dizzy, trying process what he heard.

"Stephen? You're okay?"

"I.." coughs "fine" takes deep breaths "wh-what did you just say?"

"I know, it's a weird request but please?"

She explained him everything, and all he got is that her parents thinks she has a serious boyfriend which she wants him to pretend to be.

"Oh" he replied.

"So? Deal? I just need this one day from you Stephen."

He stared at her pleading with puppy eyes. A day with y/n? A dream for the sorcerer.

"O-okay". He agrees.

"Really?" She asked excited "thank you so much ". And with this he hugged him. Stephen was already in a messed up state and that hug made it Messier.

Then he got infront of his mirror to get ready and so was she, ready for the big day and mean while her parents arrived.

"Hey my dear" said her mother and embraces her, "oh nice to see you after a long time".

"Yes mum you too".

"You doing well, are you eating properly?" She He asked worriedly.

"Yes I am, oh hey dad" y/n went to her father who stood behind her mother and gave him a hug,

"How are you my princess?" He asked.

"I'm good dad."

"Wait you're all dressed up are you going somewhere?" Her mother asked.

"Oh, yes..um with ... You know.. m-my..."

"Your boyfriend?" Her father asked in a little serious tone.

"Yes, him" and then her phone rang which meant he's here, "oh he's here, you guys sit and I'll be back in a few hours."

As she waved them and was about to step out her mum thought of asking, "darling? Could you ask your boyfriend come over too, after your date?"

Now why's she making it more difficult for her? Thought y/n. Perhaps it was difficult even more for Stephen to act cool, he's always nervous around y/n, and now her parents?

"I'll ask him". Y/n assured, and stepped out.

"Make sure he agrees" her mother called from outside. Where her dad was on the window watching Stephen standing infront her house and then y/n joining her.

"Spying on your daughter?" Y/n's mum asked her dad, joining him to the window.

"In a way yes, what do you think of this guy?" Enquired her father.

"Looks dishy, she always had a thing for good looking men."

"Isn't a little older? They don't look same age do they?"

"She also has a thing for older men." Replied her mother.

And finally y/n and Stephen started walking together,

"Thanks for doing this for me" she thanked him, yet she needed ask him another big favour.

"Welcome, and don't thank me for it, I am happy I could help." And he tried to keep his sweaty palms behind his.

"Let us hold hands, we need to make it look real." Saying this she took his hand and Stephen's heart gave a tug, ofcourse he knew she might get a hint he's actually nervous around her. Whereas y/n knew Stephen was older has bigger responsibilities so this one chance, she wanted to fullfill her little desire to walk hand in hand with him like a couple.

"My my Stephen, your palms are sweating." She remarked.

"Yes I'm sorry you don't have to hold if..."

"It's okay " saying so she took his palm and held it. Stephen gulped visibly, his nervousness was doubled and also lessened with her touch.

"So it's almost lunchtime" y/n said to make the awkward silence disappear.

"Oh uh" he looked at his phone and replied, "yes it is, are you hungry?"

"I am, couldn't have a proper meal today for all this sudden arrival of my parents."

"Okay, then let's go there, we can have our lunch and..." Stephen stopped not knowing what to do next.

"Then I need another favor" interrupted y/n.

"Another?" Asked Stephen in surprise.

"Yes, I'll tell you everything but lunch first please, I'm starving."

And they went inside to the Italian restaurant and ordered their lunch.

"So you were talking of another favor?" Stephen said before taking a spoon full of his meal.

"Yes, you'll have to meet my parents".

Choked, almost, again, poor Stephen.

"You okay? Why does this keeps happening to you, take it". Said y/n offering his glass of water.

He drank and swallowed his food and then took a few deep breaths before stating, "why do you keep asking weird favours?"

It sounded harsh but he didn't mean it to be,

"Well I'm sorry, I thought we were friends." Said y/n.

"Ofcourse we are but... I..." He didn't know what to say.

"I understand Stephen, but please for me, this one time." Her hand reached his, gave him a little squeeze. Stephen felt his heart on his hand. For once? He could be her fake boyfriend a hundred times, it's just he's nervous.

After finishing their lunch Stephen offered to pay for it but y/n insisted on paying for her own meal and him for his meal. Now was the time for the final round of the dating game.

The walked hand in hand to her house and he froze when he reached there,

"Come on Stephen why are you nervous?" She asked leading him inside.

"What if they don't approve of me?" His real concern came out.

"Pft, as if we're really dating, why do we care?" y/n said, which made Stephen realise the reality, again, "even though I hope they do" she continued in rather softer tone. Stephen wondered what is she implying to say,

"W-why?"

"Because you're a nice guy, a good friend, and everyone should love you... I mean like you".

*Awkward y/n*

They entered and her parents welcomed both of them, Stephen stumbled at doorstep while entering, apparently he was never this nervous, not even while fighting Thanos. He sat on the couch and answered everything her parents asked. Looking down. As if he really needed their approval.

"So Dr strange, it was nice knowing you." Said her father pating his back.

"Same here sir" he grew a little comfortable with them, and made eye contact this time.

"Oh don't call me sir".

"Okay, Mr y/l/n."

"Are you two really serious?" Asked her mother. This time they both looked at eachother, unspoken words, hidden feelings, all were clear the way they looked at eachother. Without thinking Stephen nodded, "yes, I am... We are".

Y/n still stared and her parents looked at her for an answer,

"I...yes" she uttered.

"Y/n?" He called out, "I love you" he said, finally infront of her parents. They were stunned yet happy and for y/n? Well same, her smile said it all, "I love you too Stephen." Was her reply.

[arkytiorwrites]

Day 3: Until I Found You

Defender Strange x Reader

Letting out a startled gasp of pain, Defender Stephen Strange stared uncomprehendingly at the ribbon-like tentacle stabbed through his right leg.

Georgia

Wrap me up in all your

I want you in my arms

Oh, let me hold you.

I'll never let you go like I did.

It wasn't until the appendage ripped itself out, and he could see the torn, cauterized flesh, that the pain registered. His leg buckled under his weight, and he struggled to remain upright.

He wasn't going to die. Not today. Not while he had a promise to keep.

"Hey. Be careful, okay?" Y/N requested softly as Stephen prepared to take America to find the Book of Vishanti. "Something about all of this seems really weird.”

Pausing in his reorganization of research, Stephen looked over at his fiance to see the worry in their eyes.

"Hey, mi ragina," he murmured, setting down his stack of books and scrolls to pull her into a tight hug, feelingher relax as he began to play with the heir at the nape of their neck. “I will always come home to you, mi dulce. I promise.”

“Pinky swear?" their question muffled by his robes.

Laughing, Stephen held up his little finger.

"Pinky swear."

Oh like I used to say

I would never, fall in love again until I found her.

I said I would never fall unless it's you I fall into.

I was lost within the darkness but then found her

I found you!

“How on God's good green Earth you get your hands on that?"

Stephen looked up from his book to see a fellow acolyte standing before him with an impressed look.

“Sling ring," was all he said before going back to reading.

Obviously not taking the hint, they sat down next to him and began to read over his shoulder.

"You aren't going to tell Wong?" he asked.

"Nope. As long as you let me read to,” they bartered.

Sighing, he agreed, "Alright."

"Pinky promise,” they requested, holding up their finger.

Unable to stop himself from snickering a bit, Stephen held up his finger as well.

“Pinky promise."

They shook on it, and went back to reading.

“I'm Y/N, by the way."

"Stephen."

“Nice to meet you Stephen."

Georgia

Pulled me in

I asked to love her once again

You fell I caught you

I'll never let you go again like I did

Oh, I used to say.

Swiftly summoning blue rings around his wrists, Stephen began to gather the floating debris to form a prison around the screaming creature. Casting the most powerful trapping spell he knew around it, he clenched his hand into a fist, and a mirror image of the spell wrapped it self around his hand.

Yet still, the creature struggled violently, and with no regard to any damage done to itself.

"It's too strong!" he finally admitted.

Yelling in pain again as the wound to his leg began to fester with dark magic.

He and America watched in horror as the beast began to break free in a matter of seconds. Trying desperately to think as he stared across the chasm at the tantalizingly close Book of Vishanti; Stephen realized that there was only one way to save the multiverse. But it came at a terrible price.

Turning to look back at the young woman who had sought his help, who he and his beloved had bonded so tightly with, he knew what he was about to do would mark him as irredeemable in their eyes.

“I'm so sorry,” Stephen confessed, his voice breaking as their eyes met. “But it's the only way."

I would never fall in love again until I found her

I said I would never full unless it's you I fall in to

I was lost within the darkness, but then I found her

I found you.

My head snapped up at the familiar sound of one of America's portals. Grinning as I ran from where I'd been pacing in the living room, I entered the foyer expecting my brave Defender to be standing there, crowing about their exploits as he pulled me into a huge hug.

Instead, I was met by a sorrowful America, a Wong I didn't recognize ... and a human-sized shape in a dark shroud.

"Y/N... I'm so so sorry,” America whispered.

"No," I whimpered, shaking my head in furious denial. "No, he pinky swore. He never, breaks those. He isn't. He isn't-“

Tears spilled down my cheeks as reality crashed in.

Stephen was dead, and he was never coming home.

I said I would never fall unless it's you I fell into

I was lost within the darkness, but then I found her

I found you.

[girl-of-many-fandoms]

distractions

Pairing: Stephen Strange x Reader

Summary: Y/N needs a distraction from it all and her fiance is more than willing to give her one.

Warnings: SMUT! 18+ MINORS DNI! Unprotected sex (do the right thing), bondage, Stephen being a tease.

MASTERLIST

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Y/N’s been stressed out lately with work for the past couple weeks. Just like Stephen, Y/N was also a well known neurosurgeon and lately her list of expired patients has grown exceptionally. For the life of her she couldn’t tell what exactly was the problem; was it her or was her patients too far gone before they got onto the table?

Releasing a heavy sigh, Y/N let herself into her home and locked the door behind her. Stephen closed the book in his hands and put it off to the side, his charming smile slowly dimmed once he saw the glum look on his fiance’s face. He watched as she dropped her keys and purse on the table in the hallway and kicked off her sneakers while fighting to hold back the tears.

“Hunnie?” 

“I’m gonna go take a shower.” 

Y/N headed straight for their bathroom, removing her clothes in the process. She needed to take a shower to wash off the sucky ass day she had, she didn’t even want to be around Stephen because all she saw when she looked at him was the neurosurgeon she’d never be and that made her even more sad. With the cold water running, Y/N stepped under, soaking her entire body from head to toe. 

“I’ll see you when you’ve finished working your magic doc.” 

“I’ll be right here waiting when you wake up.”

The sound of the water hitting the bathroom tiles muffled the ugly sobs she produced as she finally allowed herself to fall apart. Y/N held her hands to her chest, crying at the thought of what her patient’s last words to her were. She failed him, she failed herself and for some reason she felt like she failed Stephen too. 

 Stephen lightly pushed the bathroom door open and his heart broke seeing her in this state. He didn’t waste time stripping down and joined her in the shower; he pulled her back into his chest and wrapped his arms securely around her.

“Stephen please leave me alone.” She hiccupped trying to wiggle her way out of his hold but stopped once she realised that he didn’t plan on letting her go anytime soon. Stephen kissed the back of her head and shoulder, feeling her relax into his touch.

“I’m a failure.”

“You’re not, you’re an incredible surgeon who’s just going through a rough patch right now.”

“I failed my patients, their families, myself, you…” Stephen turned her around to face him but she found more interest in his pectoral muscles than looking up into his eyes. Using his index finger, Stephen tilted her head back forcing her to look at him as he spoke.

“You could never fail me darling. We’ve all lost people on the table, we all knew the risks and doing surgery on someone’s brain isn’t an easy thing to do. You did your best but sometimes, our best isn’t enough.” Stephen was right but she couldn’t help but blame herself still for the loss of her patients. 

“Kiss me.” 

“What?”

“Stephen I need a distraction so, kiss me. Kiss me until I forget everything.” Cupping her face in his hands, Stephen closed the distance between them, gently capturing her lips in a much needed kiss. Y/N guided her hands up his biceps up to his hair and grabbed a handful of it, ripping a groan from his chest.

Stephen backed her up until her back came into contact with the cold tiles; their innocent kiss took a sharp turn. Y/N broke apart for a second lightly biting down on his bottom lip in the process. Stephen’s hands roamed every inch of skin that they came into contact with on her body; she dragged her hands down his chest and abdomen.

“Mhmm.” 

Stephen’s eyes shut feeling her wrap her hand around his shaft, jerking him a couple times. Y/N trailed kisses along his strong jawline and column of his neck, nibbling on his exposed flesh. Stephen nudged her legs apart, running his fingers through her slick folds returning the favour. Y/N bucked her hips into his palm, grinding down on it for more stimulation on her clit. 

“You’re so needy baby.”

With his eyes locked with hers, Stephen lowered himself to his knees and hooked her right leg over his shoulder; he flattened his tongue against her lower lips, coating it in her sweet juices and dragged it up to her bundle of nerves making her squirm above him. Y/N tried to pull his head closer but the sorcerer used one of his handy moves, binding her hands together and holding them above her head.

“No touching.”

“I hate you.” 

Stephen smirked at her before delving back into her nether region licking and sucking, eating her out like a man starved. Y/N’s moans grew louder as Stephen brought her closer and closer to her much needed release. Rubbing his thumb back and forth on her clit, Stephen inserted two of his long digits into her needy hole, curling them to hit the particular spot that always had her squirming and begging for more.

“Fuck…don’t stop.” 

Y/N’s eyes shut in the midst of the pleasure that she was receiving from the sorcerer between her legs. Stephen loved hearing the sweet sounds she produced every time they had sex and he planned on hearing them all night long. Y/N’s walls pulsed as she got closer to her climax.

“Come for me baby, that’s it.” Stephen kept thrusting his fingers into her, smiling at the feeling of her release coating his hand. He replaced his hand with his mouth, lapping up her sweet juices as she grounded her cunt on his face.

“Stephen, I need you.” She dropped her leg from his shoulder as he stood up. Stephen motioned for her to turn around and she did, bending over with her palms on the wall for support. He jerked himself a couple times, lining himself up with her cunt. Stephen slowly inserted the tip of his cock in and removed it a couple times teasing her with what she craved most right now.

“Stephen please, stop teasing.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” 

Stephen didn’t leave room for her to rebut as he buried himself in her heat, stretching her out completely. Placing both hands on her hips, Stephen began pounding into her at a moderate pace. Their moans mixed with the slapping of skin on skin filled the bathroom which only encouraged him to continue his actions. 

Stephen pulled her hair back into a ponytail and pulled her head back to crash his lips against hers. Y/N pushed herself back to meet his thrusts; his fingers found her bundle of nerves again, stimulating her further.

“O-oh shit. I’m gonna-”

“Hold it.”

Stephen continued to fuck her into oblivion ensuring that Y/N was too preoccupied thinking about his cock buried inside of her rather than the recent crap she’s been dealing with at work. His thrusts became uneven as he chased his release; Y/N chanted his name like she was saying a prayer, begging to come. 

“Come for me babygirl.”

With a cry of his name, Y/N came on his cock, her walls clamped down on him which triggered his climax as well. Stephen bit down on her shoulder as he emptied his seed deep within her. He thrusted a couple more times as they rode out their high before completely removing himself. 

Y/N smiled feeling his sticky release seep from her cunt and down her inner thighs. Stephen released her arms from their binds and shut the water off.

"Come here." She pulled him down to meet her halfway, crashing their lips together. Stephen hoisted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. The sorcerer took them into their adjoining room and placed her on the bed. 

"Uh uh Strange, my turn." 

Y/N mustered all her strength and flipped them over; she was now straddling his lap while he lay there admiring her blissed out state.

"As you wish." 

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All Mine | S.Strange x Reader

Summary: It was supposed to be a date night with your fiance for your anniversary, but a run-in with your ex turned your mood sour. Stephen wasn’t going to let it ruin your night.

Word count: 3.7K 

Warning: Established relationship, slight angst and smut, then fluff a head. Protective and possessive Stephen, fingering, cunnilingus, p in v sex, breeding kink (Stephen is feeling spicy), creampied.

18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI !!

A/N: this is my entry to @fluffyprettykitty writing challenge. My prompt was “dinner date, but run into an ex”. At first I was going for some jealous Strange, but I wrote that already * cough cough* Suit & Tie *cough cough* 🌝 I’ve been in my feels lately, and then the discussion about Stephen and his breeding kink happened, so here we are. It’s only briefly, but y’know, it’s still something. 💛 if you enjoy this, comment and reblog are greatly, greatly appreciated. It just means a lot. No beta as usual, so if I missed anything, I apologized 💛

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***do not copy, repost, rewrite, or translate my work anywhere else !!

It was supposed to be a nice anniversary dinner with your fiance.

After being together for more than three years, you and he were hoping for some nice night out where you could enjoy your alone time together.  All of that seemed to diminish though when you spotted your ex-boyfriend walking into the same restaurant you and Stephen were at.

“What a nice surprise! How long has it been already? four, five years?”

“8 years if you include the blip,” you pointed out before picking up your glass of wine and drinking it hastily. You felt Stephen eyeing you, yet he made you move to step in yet.

“That long, huh? Damn. Looking good…and you are?” your ex turned to look at your fiance. All of you knew that he knew who Stephen was. Yet his pretense to not knowing who he was meant to humiliate you. Stephen did not take that too kindly as he noticed your expression.

“Doctor Stephen Strange, former neurosurgeon and the current master of the mystic art–you know one of the people that helped bring everyone back from the blip.” Stephen flashed your ex a cocky smile.

You could feel the air around him shifted. This was the infamous asshole Stephen that you don’t want to mess with.

You watched as your ex-boyfriend’s face slowly morphed into something of a scowl. 

“Oh, so you’re with the Avenger…Nice to know you’re moving up in life, Y/N. I remember how shy you were. Like, can you believe that, babe? I was dating a shy person. I didn’t know what I was thinking.” 

Stephen didn’t miss the jab he intended for you. You could see the way the muscles of your fiance’s jaws clenched and unclenched as he tried his hardest to not make a scene.

“I’m John by the way and this is my girlfriend–”

“Suzanne,” she chimed in as she rushed forward and offered her hand to Stephen. Your fiance glanced down at her hand first before his eyes glanced back up to her face. He was completely unamused.

“I’m a big fan of your, doctor….Oh my–I didn’t know you’re a fan of Armani. Y’know, I modeled for their brand before. Lovely people to work with. I can totally hook you up with even nicer suits.”

Stephen looked at the woman before him then at her hand before he spoke again, completely neglecting her hand and her as well. “That’s great and all that, but I’m trying to have dinner with my fiance here. If you both don’t mind, I would like to continue.”

Your ex-boyfriend was about to say something, but no words came out. You turned at Stephen and noticed that his hand moved in a slight gesture as if he had cast a spell on the other man.

“John, what are you saying?! Are you choking? Jesus, John! Someone help him!” Suzanne scrambled as the host and servers alike came rushing to see what was happening.

“Stephen!” you hissed under your breath as you watched him chuckling behind his wine glass.

“What, sweetheart?”

“Stop that.”

Stephen shrugged as he sat the glass down and began cutting the stake on his plate. “Stop what? Our dinner? I thought you were enjoying it.”

“Babe, I know what you did…Please?” 

“Give him a week and a half. His annoying voice will return. Happy?”

“Thank you.”

His dark brows lifted. “For what? He was trying to humiliate you. I only did what I had to do, protecting your honor.”

You chuckled, though he noticed your smile didn’t quite reach your eyes. He could sense that your ex-boyfriend’s words were getting to you. 

“And I thank you for that,” you comment, though you still refuse to meet his eyes. Something about the way he was looking at you right now that made you want to just curl up into his arms. But tonight was your night. You shouldn’t let such a small thing like this bother you.

Or so you tell yourself.

The ride back to the sanctum was quiet. 

Stephen didn’t say much after that. He could see the sparkle in your eyes was gone, completely diminished by that scumbag. He could see how much it bothered you and he wasn’t going to let tonight turn sour. He was determined to make it up to you the only way he knows how.

Stephen wrapped an arm around your waist and drew you in against him as you exited the cap. His mouth took yours with an ardent fervor the moment the sanctum door closed. 

Your hands clung to his chest. His kiss was bold and possessive. You couldn’t help but surrender your will to him.

Your mouth parted without much thought, and Strange took this opportunity to slip his tongue inside. He lifted you slightly, pressing your back against the hard wooden door of his room, while his other hand grabbed your thigh as he pressed his groin against your growing ache. 

He tasted sweet just like the wine you shared, yet his smell was what enticed you. He was like a hot summer day. The heady, warm, and spicy smell was like a spell, lulling you into a haze, filling your head with nothing but his masculine scent. It was hard to resist when all you could think of was him. 

His tongue slowly traced along your lower lip before he dipped back inside, stroking and flickering with a promise. 

In this ecstatic moment, you’ve forgotten about your little run-in with your ex-boyfriend or the little comment he made with his date about how docile and meek you were. It seemed like your fiance made sure that your thoughts were filled with nothing but him and his ability to reduce you into a panting mess. 

His mouth teased and played with you, nibbling at your lips occasionally while he shamelessly ground his bulge against your clothed slit. You moaned under his kiss, eyes closed as you were enraptured by him. Your breasts tingled, and your nipples hardened, pushing and straining against the thin fabric of your dress, which did nothing to hide your desire for him.

The sweet ache between your thighs only grew stronger to a point where it started to throb to your frantic heartbeat. Slick gathered at your panties, dampening through the thin fabric.  Every time you felt his bulge pressing too hard against your center, you felt like you were about to burst right out of your skin.

“All mine,” he muttered as he kissed his way down to your neck, then to your chest. The possessiveness of his words excited you. It was rare to see him lose his composure, let alone abandon his usual calm and collective mentality. Perhaps it was the way your ex was talking about you, or perhaps it was his way of reassuring you that you were more than your past. 

Or perhaps, Strange was simply a jealous man.

You see, he didn’t miss the way your ex was looking at you and saw the kind of woman you have become. It wasn’t all of his doing completely, but he knew damn well that he was the one that truly sees the real you–the real woman with need and desire with an insurmountable appetite underneath those layers of insecurity and diffidence. He was the one that loved all your ups and downs, staying up with you all night to talk about your day and comfort you when you needed it most. And that couldn’t even surmount all the time you have taken care of him.

Stephen lingered there as he pressed his nose against the soft flesh of your cleavage, inhaling your scent. Your skin felt scorched by his mouth as desire flamed inside of you. Goosebumps pricked at your skin as you felt his tongue sweep over the soft flesh. Your breath wavered as your head fell back against the wall. You could feel his teeth grazing on your skin before he raised his head and kissed your mouth once more. 

This time, you clung to him with an equal passion. Your hands gripped at his arms, your tongue slid against his with the same boldness, an invitation for even deeper intimacy.

“Please,” you muttered against his lips as you drew back a little to breathe. 

You caught a glimpse of him and saw how swollen his lips were. Your eyes moved to meet his. The bright, deep, cerulean eyes were now darkened like a raging storm, ready to strike at any moment. 

“Please what, darling?” His voice came out deep and husky as if it was rumbling from deep within his chest. His eyes scanned your features, looking into your eyes first before dropping to your lips once more. You noticed the pink tip of his tongue darted out to lick his lower lips, watching and wishing he would kiss you again.

“Take me,” you said weakly. “Make me forget about tonight.” 

Stephen didn’t miss the way you looked at him so earnestly. It was a pleading, almost a begging to feel something more than this feeling right now. 

He leaned in and kissed you once more, gently this time, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Your body jerked as the heat slowly slithered down to your nether region once again, setting your body ablaze from inside out.

His rough hand cupped your breast, kneading it gently through the thin fabric of your dress, then stroking his finger back and forth until your nipple began to harden. Your hands gripped at his biceps. Your breath wavered as you moaned into the kiss, clearly surprised by the hunger that burned from deep inside you. 

Strange’s lips moved to kiss along your jawline as he not so subtly lowered the straps of your dress down your shoulders. He continued to slide the thin garb down till it pooled at your feet, exposing your breasts to him. Your head fell back against the door, back arched forward almost at an impossible angle, inviting him to feast upon your newly exposed skin.

Strange welcomed your invitation with enthusiasm, kissing his way down your neck, then to your chest. He seized one nipple between his lips, sucking fiercely into his mouth, making the sensitive nub stiffen to a peak under his relentless tongue. It was so taut that it felt almost painful, but never once did you push him away.

A small noise slipped underneath your breath and sounded almost like a moan. Stephen picked you up with minimum effort and walked over to his bed before he slowly lowered your body down onto the soft mattress. He pulled away from the kiss for a moment to look at you. 

He watched you with half-hooded eyes, observing his work with a hungry gaze. You could clearly see by the impressive tent on his crotch. The sight made your mouth water, knowing the kind pleasure awaited you. 

Stephen threw his suit jacket first, throwing it to the floor, then his tie as he hastily loosened it around his neck. He wasn’t being careful with it as he roughly ripped his shirt open, popping the top buttons right out, exposing his hard, muscular chest. You swallowed as you watched the man before you slowly came undone.

His mouth found yours once more, this time he was kissing you with a newfound urgency that set your nerve ablaze. His kiss deepened and it was growing more demanding. You writhed beneath him, finding yourself wrapping your legs around his taut waist, pressing your aching core up against his bulge, hoping it was enough to sate the pulsating ache that you no longer could ignore. 

Your arms wrapped around his neck as you deepened the kiss. Your fingers found their way to his hair. Nails gently scrape against his scalp, eliciting a growl right out of him.

The noise made you whimper. It was primal and deep as if you had stirred awake the feral beast from its slumber. 

Stephen trailed his lips down, moving southward past your jawline, then the delicate column of your neck, leaving wet trails behind. His mouth moved further down to the space between the valley of your breasts. He lingered there for a moment, kissing and licking your soft tender skin there before he began to suck at your nipple while he rolled the other with his free hand. 

The sound he was making was lewd and straight-up sinful. His piercing eyes were on you the whole time as he pulled back slightly and made it a show by the way his tongue flickered over your sensitive nub. You couldn’t help but strain beneath him as the pleasure continued to build up.

After Strange was satisfied with his onslaught, he gave your mouth one last lick before he kissed his way downward, past your stomach. 

“Gonna make you see how beautiful you are to me,” he muttered as he was now kneeling between your legs. His hands were now trembling slightly as he stroked your inner thighs with careful deliberation.  

You let out a yelp when he draped your legs over his shoulders. His eyes wandered to the sweet space between your legs. His breath wavered as his hand slipped up toward the throbbing ache exploratively. You could feel yourself holding your breath as you watched and waited.

His fingers found you quite easily, running them up and down the seam of your folds before spreading them out with two fingers, baring your most intimate part to him. A low, throaty moan slipped past your lips when you felt his tongue sweep upon your quivering flesh.

Your head fell back against the soft mattress, hands flew to his head, tugging slightly when you felt the pressure building up at the pit of your stomach. Stephen pushed his tongue inside, slowly fucking your delicate hole with shallow penetration while his thumb gently rubbed over your clit.

He took his time toying with you, swirling at flickering at your sensitive flesh. One moment he was fucking you with his tongue, another time he was licking and slurping at your juices, drinking up your sweet nectar greedily.

Each lick and each swipe set your nerve ablaze. Each touch scorched your skin as searching hot desires gathered at the pit of your stomach, threatening to abrupt at any moment. The more he was playing with your clit, the more on edge you became until you couldn’t take it anymore as you were desperate for some sort of a release.

Stephen pushed two fingers inside your slick heat while his tongue worked at your swollen clit. Lewd, squelching sound began to fill the room as he began to pump his digits in and out of you with intent. You couldn’t do anything else except moan and groan whenever he stroked that one spot that made your toe curl and your stomach did a flip. 

Soft pleading words poured out of your lips as you felt yourself getting closer, beckoning him to bring you to your release. Stephen was more than willing to comply. The pressure that built and built from the moment he was on you finally snapped. You came apart in his arms like you always do, straining and convulsing around him. Panting his name under your breath as your hand fists the sheet tightly, trying to hold onto some sort of physical thing.

It felt like a never-ending assault on your senses as his mouth was still on your throbbing pussy, devouring you, licking and slurping at your release like a starved man, edging you closer to yet another orgasm.

His room was now filled with nothing but the sound of your panting and heaving as you lay there. Stephen slowly sat back, licking and sucking at his fingers like they were candy. Eyes burned into you like the heat of a thousand suns.

You hazily looked at him with half-hooded eyes as you tried to gather whatever was left of your sanity. It was clear that he was as needy and aroused as you are as your eyes fell up the tent that sat between his laps.

Strange watched you intensely as he practically ripped his shirt open and discarded it over his shoulder. Next were his pants. His fingers did a quick work unbuckling the belt, then swiftly lowered his pants. 

Your eyes landed on his cock, springing rigidly in his palm. He watched you watching him. His palm slowly stroked the shaft as his lips twitched into a knowing smile. 

“I really can’t wait to fill you up with all of my cum,” he muttered as he knelt on the mattress, hand still on his cock. “One of these days, I’ll get to see you round with my baby…Do you want to carry my baby, sweetheart?”

You watched the way his fist encircled and tugged on the swollen shaft, growing fatter as the smooth head glistened under the light. He was more than ready to take you. You couldn’t help yourself from licking your lips as you watched tentatively, knowing the type of exquisite pleasure he offered you. You always thought he never wanted children, so his question surprised you. You just thought it was from the spur of the moment, but looking into his eyes right now, he was more than serious.

“Fuck, Stephen. You know I do,” you muttered as you reached out and began to tug at his cock. Your fiance sucked in his breath as he watched you slowly pumping him. He was so hot and so hard, yet the skin that covered the shaft felt like velvet–he was soft and hard all at the same time.

“Baby, you have no idea what you’re doing to me right now,” he mumbled before he pushed down. Stephen searched himself in between your legs again as he rubbed the swollen head of his cock up and down your folds, coating it with your slick juice. Stephen smirked slightly as he pushed it slightly against your clit, which caused your legs to shake slightly. 

You huffed as you pushed your hips to meet his, and Stephen chuckled before he finally entered you in one swift motion. You both let out a moan in unison as he began to move. 

His nostrils flared as your slick heat was swallowing him whole. His hands were planted on either side of you as his hips moved languidly at first as your tightness slowly engulfed him inch by inch. Every time he withdrew himself back, you both moaned in relief before he overwhelmed you once more with his thickness.

Slowly he began to pick up his pace, pumping in and out of you with ease. Stephen would pull himself all the way out before pushing himself all the way to the base, and each time you felt like all air was being sucked out of your lungs. 

Words failed you because simply there were no words to describe the sort of pleasure he was giving you. It felt stronger than a physical thing as he touched you to your core.

Stephen gritted his teeth as he felt your wall slowly fluttering around his cock. He grunted as your wall began to clamp around his shaft, feeling the wave of orgasm over your body. You strained and spasmed beneath him as he continued to fuck you, using you to reach his own as well. 

His pace was brutal, and the sound he made was unlike anything you’ve heard, and not a moment too long after, his body strained over yours, and spurts of his cum filled your inside. His body remained still. You didn’t know how long or when he laid next to you. His cock was still inside you, plugging your hole up with nothing but his seed.

“Oh, fuck, baby. I don’t wanna move. You feel too good,” he panted. 

You could feel his cock was getting softer as you felt some of his cum leaking out of you. You let out a soft mewl at the way the slippery fluid rolled down your thigh.

“Stephen…,” you moaned as you looked over your shoulder. His lips found yours with a passionate kiss before he pulled away.

“Yeah?”

“Do you mean it?” you asked, feeling a bit bashful now that the haze of your lust was finally lifted.

“What? About having kids with you?”

You nodded, teeth biting your lower lips.

“Yeah–I mean eventually…Why? Is that hard to believe?”

“You did say you’ve never wanted kids…” you pointed out. 

“Well, it was before you…Now I can’t even stop thinking about how lovely you’ll look when you’re nice and round with our baby.”

The word “our” melted your heart. “Truly?”

Stephen nodded. “Perhaps four or five years from now, our little one will be running around the sanctum, causing some trouble,” he chuckled softly. “Maybe they can give Wong a run for his money.”

You chuckled at that prospect as you laid there in his arms, imagining a life with him.

“I’m sorry about earlier,” he said softly. “I know you didn’t want a scene, but I can’t help it.”

“It’s alright,” you said softly, your hand was now cupping his cheek. “I’m actually glad no fight broke out, to be honest. Thank you for handling it well. I wonder though, what would you have done if I let you be?”

“Honestly, it's probably something more humiliating…Perhaps punching himself in the face non-stop…or perhaps him mooing instead of words.”

This made you laugh. “Is that even possible?”

“Darling, anything is possible. Want to find out?”

You giggled and shook your head. “No, Stephen! Tonight is about us, remember. Forget about him!”

“Fine. I hope you know that I love you and that I will do whatever it takes to make you happy, missy.”

You stared at Stephen for a long moment before you buried your face in his chest. You didn’t know how else to react, except to hold him closer than he was now. 

“I love you, Stephen. And I’m very happy here with you.”

“Good, because you’re all mine.”

[prismatica-the-strange]

Prisma's F/O list

I've gotten to the point where I'm not really comfortable sharing my romantics, especially my Soulmates and First Primes! (If we do share one, just throw me a tag to block and we should be all good)

BUT I'm comfortable talking and gushing about them with you in an x reader sense, just not really acknowledging your specific ships in asks/conversation. That being said, if something makes me uncomfortable/if I see duplicates I can always blacklist 💜

Not all my soulmates have gifs (I ran out of gif space)

Format: Fictional other - Fandom - Relationship - Self Insert - Self ship tag (♡ = fictional childern listed at bottom)

First Prime

Hector Escaton - Westworld - Soulmate - Adeline Rooney - Absolute Corruption ♡

Anakin Skywalker - Star Wars - Soulmate - Freida Baltwin - Death By Anyone's Hand But His Would Never Be As Sweet

Athos - BBC's The Musketeers - Lovers - Amélia Clarkòne - All I am Belongs to You | Athos ♡

Aleksander Morozova - Shadow and Bone - Husband - Krynn, Daughter of Falros - I'll Forgive Your Sins

Sandor Clegane - Game of Thrones - Husband - Aläea Argon - Soft Cruelty

Lestat De Lioncourt - AMC's Interview with the Vampire - Lovers - Dove Clarke - My Heart is an Open Wound

Daryl Dixon - TWD - Lovers - Loveday Woodard - The End of the World As We Know It

Soulmates

Beetlejuice - Beetlejuice (1988/2024) - Lovers - Lillian-Rose Stone - Graveyard Flowers

Bumblebee - Transformers (Bayverse) - Sweethearts - Casey Creed - American Honey 🐝💛

Jo March - Little Women (mostly the 1933 ver. but any of the main four work) - Significant Other - Matilda - Art and Life in it's Many Forms

Diaval - Maleficent - Sweethearts - Christiana Vross - Raven of My Heart

Peter Parker - The Amazing Spider-man - Bestfriend/Boyfriend - Estella Lovette - The Amazing Stella Lovette

King Caspian X - The Chronicles of Narnia - Betrothed - Beretta Maltaire - Black Sheep

Blaine Debeers - iZombie - Fiance- Coriander Moes - Bite Me ♡

Niccolo Paganini - The Devil's Violinist - Husband (?) - Marion Raines - Heart Strings

Prince Eric - The Little Mermaid (2023) - Best Friend/True Love - Princess Mairead - Stronger than the Undertow

Derek Hale - Teen Wolf - Husband - Bradlynn Stilinksi - Derek and Bradey ♡

Laxus Dreyar - Fairy Tail - Significant Other - Ceruli Quint - Laxus and Ceruli

Cleon XIII - Foundation (Apple Tv+) - Soulmates - Kronos - Kronos Rising ♡

Hanzo Urushihara (Lucifer) - The Devil is a Part-Timer! - Soulmates - Meridian Moss - The General's Familiar

Bernard the Elf - The Santa Clause - Soulmate - Charity Sinclaire - Snowfall Sweethearts ☕❄ ♡

Caledon Hockley - Titanic - Significant Other - Miranda Sweet - Sunken Hearts ♡

Felix - Once Upon a Time (season 4+(Ressurection au)) - Soulmate/boyfriend - Evangeline Lorde - Ugly Duckling

Ardeth Bay - The Mummy - Husband - Séamus McGannon - Curse Bound

Aramis - BBC's The Musketeers - Lovers - Amélia Clarkòne - All I am Belongs to You | Aramis ♡

Dr. Daniel Jackson - Stargate SG-1 - Soulmate - Alberta "Bunny" Dread - Daniel and Dread ♡

Eddie Munson - Stranger Things - Bestfriend/Husband - Mika Carlisle - Forged in Hellfire ♡

Prince Charming - DreamWorks/Shrek - True Love - Styxx - Pixie Styxx

Allanon - Shannara Chronicles - Boyfriend/Soulmate - Regina Jones - Soul Stasis ♡

Wolf - The 10th Kingdom - True Love - Kitra Kane - Kit'n Wolf

Donovan Shrike - Once Upon a Time (OC) - Husband - Lyra Shrike-Kincaid - That's What True Love Is

Prince Nuada - Hellboy 2 - Soulmate - Richter Friedrick - Shadow Stalker

Familial

Stephen Strange - Marvel - Biological Father (familial soulmate) - Celeste Strange - Celestial Mischief ♤

Hannibal Chau - Pacific Rim - Biological Father - Lucinda Chau - Sin and Jeagers

Noah Stilinksi - Teen Wolf - Biological Father - Bradlynn Stilinksi - Derek and Bradey

Lord Milori - Disney Fairies/Descendants - Biological Father - Faera Milori - Faera: the Talentless fairy

Mieczyslaw Stilinksi - Teen Wolf - Biological Brother - Bradlynn Stilinksi - Derek and Bradey

Reul Ghorm (Blue Fairy) - Once Upon a Time - Adoptive Mother - Evangeline "Evan" Cameron - Ugly Duckling

Dustin Henderson - Stranger Things - Biological little brother - Jesse Henderson - The Badass Babysitters Club

Five Hargreaves - TUA - Biological Twin - Margalo Hargreaves - I'll Follow Your Voice

Lewis, Oscar, Margot, and Rowan Rooney - OCs (Westworld) - Adeline Rooney - The Rooney Bunch

Henry Mills - Once Upon a Time - Found Family/Little Brother - Evangeline "Evan" Cameron - Ugly Duckling

The Umbrella Academy - TUA - Found Family - Margalo Hargreaves - I'll Follow Your Voice ♤(Klaus)

Erwin Sikowitz - Victorious - Crazy Uncle (found family) - Carter Mavis - You Broke Character!

Hades - Descendants College!AU - Father - Zyla - How Can I Not Love You?

Hellboy - Hellboy - Found family/Parental - Richter Friedrick - Shadow Stalker

Rick O'Connell - The Mummy - Found Family/Brother - Séamus McGannon - Curse Bound

The Statesman and Kingsman - Kingsman - Found Family - Cobalt Kline - Agent Vermouth ♡(to come)

The Guardians of Childhood - Rise of the Guardians - Found Family - Luck - Lady Luck

The Muppets - The Muppets - Found Family - Dottie - ☆Together Again☆

Romantic

Scary Godmother - Scary Godmother Halloween Spooktacular - Girlfriend - Moanna - Scary isn't it?

Anastasia Tremaine - Cinderella - Sweetheart - Sirina - If the Shoe Fits

Steve Harrington - Stranger Things 2+ - Boyfriend - Jesse Henderson - The Badass Babysitters Club ♡(To Come)

Bucky Barnes - MCU (Prisma's version) - Boyfriend - Celeste Strange - Celestial Mischief

Prince Edward - Enchanted - True Love - Cassandra Finn - Just Find Who You Love ♡ (that heart is just for the tag)

Jane - Descendants/Disney Fairies - Soulmates - Faera Milori - Faera: The Talentless Fairy

Cassandra Cillian - The Librarians (Teen Wolf Crossover) - Girlfriend - Bradlynn Stilinksi - The Gift of You

Graverobber - Repo! The Genetic Opera x Pacific Rim - Significant other - Lucinda Chau - Grave Sins

Bellamy Blake - The 100 - Boyfriend - Flora Fawn - Between Earth and Sky

Elsa - Frozen/Once Upon a Time - Wife - Marigold Erikson - Miss Marigold ♡

Charlotte La Bouff - Princess and the Frog - Significant Other - Ruth Callahan - Thief After My Own Heart

Jacob Custos - The Quarry - Best/Boyfriend - Laina Grimsby - What Doesn't Kill You

Shank - Wreck-It Ralph - Girlfriend - Razor - Bleeding Hearts

Crush+

Eddie Moreover (OC) - Sofia the First - Sweetheart - Princess Laurana of Enchancia - Demons of Lore

Dutchess Matilda - Sofia the First - Wife - Priscilla the Witch - The Dutchess and the Not-So-Wicked-Witch

Bruno Madrigal - Encanto - Sweethearts - Violetta Dubois - Circus Freaks

Crush

Sam Winchester - Supernatural - Significant Other - n/a - The Inn

Eleven (11th Doctor) - Doctor Who - Boyfriend - Canary Fern - Space Canary

Matt Murdock - DareDevil - Boyfriend - Lillian "Lily" Oliver - Flowers for the Devil

Secret F/Os

🤫🏡

🤫☕

🤫🃏

Thanks for the Music Red

The artist and the editor

Queerplatonic

Willy Wonka - Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Unclear (slightly romantic) - Dr. Cecilia "Curli" Hobbes - Chocolate Curlicue

S.P.A.N.N.E.R. - Pacific Rim - Best Friends/Drift Compatible - Lucinda Chau - Sin and Jaegers

Platonic

Teal'c - Stargate SG-1 - Best Friend/teammate - Alberta Dread - Teal'c and Dread

Adam Warlock - Marvel/GotG - Best Friend? - Celeste Strange - Celestial Mischief

Evie O'Connell - The Mummy - Besties (basically sister-in-law) - Séamus McGannon - Curse Bound

Jack Frost - The Santa Clause - Old Friends - Charity Sinclaire - Ice Knowing You

Amy and Rory Williams - Doctor Who - Best Friends - Canary Fern - Space Canary

My kiddos

Celine - BBC The Musketeers - All I Am Belongs to You | Athos

Vivian, Quincy, & Tobias Munson - Stranger Things - Forged in Hellfire - Snug Bug and Company ♤(Viv only, currently like 4 in my head)

Nicholas and Edith-Marie Jackson - Stargate SG-1 - Daniel and Dread -Eddie and Nick

Rowan Rooney - Westworld - My Sapling

Margaret & Eli Hale - Teen Wolf - Derek and Bradey

Evelyn Hockley - Titanic - Sunken Hearts

Gwendolyn - Frozen - Miss Marigold

Michael and Amelia - iZombie - Bite Me Jr.

Luna and Phoebe Jones - The Shannara Chronicles - Soul Stasis - Children of the Apocalypse

Walker - Foundation - Kronos Rising

Holly & Mae - The Santa Clause -Snowfall Sweethearts ☕❄

Marina - BBC The Musketeers - All I am Belongs to You | Aramis

[solarwriting]

Gone for a Moment

Paring: Romantic!Peter Parker x Female!Reader, Tony Stark/Pepper Potts x Daughter!Reader

Word Count: +4.9k

Warnings: death, time travel, swearing

Request: N/A

A/N:  I started writing this forever (4 months) ago and a few days ago I tried to finish it and twice my additions failed to save, third time’s the charm. I also don’t like the first half of this.

“Where are you going again?” Y/n asked her phone, which was lying on the counter beside her as she tried to figure out a blueprint of her dad’s.

Peter, on the other end, answered into the mic of his earbuds, “MoMA.”

Y/n was quiet as she tried to decipher her father chicken scratch.

“Y/N,” Peter called through the phone, “Hello?”

“Sorry,” Y/n sighed, “I’m looking at some of my dad’s old blueprints, for his suits. I think I could modify it. You know to make it comfy.”

Peter laughed into his mic, “You just want you own suit, huh?”

Y/n snorted, “Well it’s not like my dad is going to build me one. I have to take matters into my own hands. And I already have a prototype.”

Peter laughed again, “It’s going to look great, also Ned says ‘Hi.’”

“Ah tell him I say ‘hi’ back!” Y/n exclaimed, “And MJ too, if she’s there. Tell that girl I miss her.”

“They heard you.” Peter said, he was interrupted by Y/n phone beeping. Her mother was calling her.

“I got to go, Peter. My mom’s calling.” Y/n explained, the two ending the conversation with quick ‘love you’s.

“Mom?” Y/n asked after answering the call.

Pepper sighed in relief, “Are you home.”

“Yeah, why?” Y/n asked as she walked the length of the kitchen, eyebrows furrowed in thought.

“Okay, I’ll be right there don’t go anywhere!”

“Mom, wait! What’s going on?” Y/n attempted to ask before the phone call was cut short.

“Oh, shit.” Y/n whispered to herself as she shakily made her way to the living room, turning the TV to channel six, since they always seemed to have answers.

“Is New York being invaded? This just i-” The sound of the reporter’s voice was interrupted by the ding of the elevator reaching the floor. The doors opened to reveal Pepper Potts searching the room frantically for her daughter.

When her eyes finally landed on the sixteen year old her face visibly softened and her body relaxed ever so slightly. “Mom, you have got to talk to me here, what the hell is going on?”

Pepper looked at her daughter pointedly, “First of all, language, I really don’t need you swearing like your father. Second of all, aliens because it’s always aliens. I need to get a hold of your dad just, stay here.” She instructed before leaving the room.

Y/n pulled out her phone with before typing a message with shaky hands.

“Please tell me you’re not on that ship.” Y/n heard her mother plead from the kitchen.

“Mom, is it Dad?” Y/n asked as she walked into the kitchen, Pepper nodded solemnly hand the phone to her daughter.

“Dad?” On Tony’s end, even though the static he could hear her fear, “Are you on the ship?”

“Yeah, honey.” He sighed into the phone.

“Dad, please,” Y/n whimpered, “Come back, we need you. I need you, I love you. Dad.”

“I- lo-e y-, too.” A static sentence came out of the phone followed by dead silence.

The phone slipped out of Y/n’s now sweaty hands, clattering to the ground as the teen quickly followed. Pepper was quick to move, catching her daughter and moving her so she sat in her lap, her head lying on her mother’s chest as she rocked her daughter, “He’ll be back. He’ll be back.” Being repeated like a ritual.

Neither of them were sure how long had passed but they eventually got off of the floor and spent their time watching the news and worrying. At some point, Y/n fell asleep because the next the she woke up feeling off.

“Mom?” She asked looking around the living room as she stood up. Her stomach dropped, “Mom! Something’s wrong.”

Pepper rushed into the room, just finishing a phone call, trying to figure out where Tony was, “Honey, what’s wrong.”

Y/n’s eyes filled with tears, “I don’t feel okay, I-I-I-” Y/n stumbled forward into her mother’s arms, “I love you.” Y/n could knew what was happening, “P-please make sure you live. Make sure you and Dad don’t stop enjoying life because of me, okay?” She asked, her lip trembling and tears rushing down her cheeks.

“I promise, baby. I promise.” Pepper’s face mirrored her daughter’s just as Y/n began disintegrating in her arms.  

Weeks had passed, no word. Almost a month had passed, no word. But Tony Stark was alive and not doing very well. He had just finished his recording, saying goodbye to his fiance and daughter when he was a bright light, moving closer to the ship. The light was so bright he was forced to open his eyes, He was unsure of what he was seeing but it was a woman, a glowing woman. And she carried the entire ship back to Earth.

The next thing Tony knew he was stumbling out of the ship, being supported by the blue meanie when Steve Rodgers ran up to aid him. “Couldn’t stop him.”

“Neither could I.”

“Lost the kid.”

“Tony, we lost.

They looked solemn, “Is, uh.” Tony couldn’t find the words but he didn’t need to because soon Pepper Potts rushed towards him and pulls him into a hug.

“Oh my God! Oh my God!”

“Is Y/n? Is she...?” Tony asked trailing after they pulled away from the embrace. Everyone around them was quiet as Pepper slowly shook her head

“She didn’t-”

“No. I did not float through space for a month to come home without a daughter. Take me inside, I need to get her back.”

“Before we do any thing, Tony. We have to help, you. You aren’t well.”

Time passes, Tony was unsure of how long it had been but he woke up lying a bed with a worried Pepper sitting next to him. “Tony,” He looked at her. “S-she told me.” Pepper cleared her throat, trying to hold back tears, “She told me to tell you that she loved us and wanted us, you to live, have a life. She didn’t e=want you to obsess about getting her back, she want you to live.”

No matter the efforts made to hold back the two were both quietly crying together. Pepper sighed, pulling herself together slightly. “I found her, uh, her phone. Look at the last message she sent, to Peter.”

Outgoing: Peter, I’m not sure what’s going on but it seems bad and I hope you’re safe and I really want you to know that I love you, so much Delivered; 23 days ago

“She really loved that kid.”

“Yeah.”

                                           FIVE YEARS LATER

The Starks respected their daughter’s dying wish by living. Life slipped through her fingers and she didn’t want that to happen to her parents. Pepper and Tony settled down, got married (and officially becoming the Starks) They had a kid, even; another daughter, Morgan Stark.

All was well and they were pretty lucky, considering but Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rodgers, and Scott Lang, Ant-Man. Ant-Man and his batshit plan of time travel to get the stones back so they can snap everyone back.

“Tony... We have to take a stand.” Natasha sighed, becoming fed up with the walls Tony was putting up.

“We did stand. And yet, here we are.”

“I know you got a lot on the line. You got a wife, a daughter. But I lost someone very important to me. A lot of people did. And now, now we have a chance to bring her back. Bring everyone back. And you're telling me that won't even...” Scott tried,

“That's right, Scott, I won't even. I got a kid and I’d like to respect the wishes of the one I lost by not dwelling.”

Morgan suddenly bursts out of the door and runs to her father, who picked her up immediately, “Mommy told me to come and save you.”

“Good job, I’m saved.”

That night, just as Tony was finishing up the dishes and continuing his dwelling when he found an old photo frame tucked behind some coffee cups on a shelf above the sink. In the frame was a photo of him and Peter with Peter’s Stark Internship certificate. Tucked into the frame was a small, aged photo of Peter and Y/n. Peter was looking sheepish as Y/n was happily pressing a kiss to his reddened cheek.

Tony smiled at the photo, they sure were cute. He realized, quite suddenly what he needed to do and why. He placed the frame with the smaller photo tucked into corner on the windowsill, for a better view and began his work.

He wouldn’t have been bothered if it hadn’t worked but when his computer told him the model rendered successfully he was in shock and he stumbled backwards, falling into a chair. “Shit!”

“Shit?”

“Done with your Juice Pop? Yeah, I think you are.” Tony said taking the popsicle stick from Morgan and wiping her face. “Time to sleep.”

“Wait, tell me a story, about Y/n.”

Tony sighed, thinking of a story to tell, “Well, this one time she convinced me and a bunch of other people to pretend to forget your mommy’s birthday one year all so we could surprise her with a big party. She was so mad, she came into the room ready to yell at all of us for not remembering but she instead got this huge party.”

Morgan giggled, “That’s funny.”

“Yes, very funny, now go to sleep. Love you lots.” Tony said standing up and walking to the door.

“I love you 3,000.” Morgan said.

“Wow, 3,000. That’s crazy. Go to bed or I’ll sell all of your toys.”

“I love you 3,000, too, big sister.”

                                                       -

Time travel, that was their plan. They were going to use Pym particles and travel through time, something Scott tried to explain. The only thing left to do was locate the stone, when they were and where to retrieve them.

Soon everyone found themselves in the past. Tony, Scott, Bruce and Steve in 2012 , New York to retrieve three of the stones, the Mind, Time and Space Stones. Bruce left to fine Dr. Stephen Strange to get the Time Stone. The remaining three moved, setting their plan into motion, Tony hid with a shrunken Scott on his shoulder. Steve was in position, waiting for his cue.

Tony had just finished insulting 2012 Steve’s ass and Scott quickly came to his defense, “I think you look great, Cap. As far as I'm concerned, that's America's ass.” Scott saluted.

The past Avengers were handing over the weapons to a Hydra team disguised at the time as SHIELD. Scott was confused at how the at how the past Avengers could have been tricked by these obviously bad guys.

Just as 2012 Thor covered 2012 Loki’s mouth to shut him up, Tony saw the Tesseract, “All right, you’re up, little buddy. There’s our stone.”

Scott crouched ready to fly, “Alright, flick me.” Tony flicked him, causing Scott to soar across the room where he landed on 2012 Tony.

Everyone was in position, Tony informed Steve the scepter was on the elevator. Steve went on the elevator, tricking the men into believing he was a part of Hydra and taking the case that held the scepter and the Mind Stone. On his way out, Steve was found face to face with his past self, who was under the impression he was Loki trying to steal back the scepter.

As Steve fought his past self, Tony was on the ground floor waiting for the Avengers to make their exit with the Tesseract. Scott soon found himself inside of 2012 Tony’s Arc Reactor second guessing the idea of giving him mild cardiac dysrhythmia.

“Window’s closing. Pull my pin!” Tony exclaimed over the radio, a moment later 2012 Tony collapsed to the ground, dropping the case with the Tesseract in it. Scott jumps on the case pushing it past Loki and to Tony. Tony picked up the case walking towards the stairwell but was stopped short when a very angry Hulk burst through the door and pushed him down, causing the case to fall open and the Tesseract to land at Loki’s feet.

Loki grabbed the cube and disappeared and Thor used Mjolnir as a defibrillator on Tony, letting out a sigh of relief when he didn’t die. Tony sighed, “Oh. we blew it.”

The three men stood outside arguing about what they were going to do next. They continued to argue about how doomed they when Tony interrupted them, “I got.” Before he continued a young girl, no older than ten, ran up to the trio.

“Dad?” She asked looking at Tony with confusion, she looked at Steve, “Uncle Steve? What are you guys doing? And who’s that?” She pointed at a very confused Scott, who looked at her than at Steve and then at Tony.

“The better question is what are you doing out here, little miss?” The girl looked at her feet embarrassed.

“Well, I wanted to help people. Some got stuck trying to run away.” She explained. This was when everyone really noticed her appearance, she had dirt smudged on her face and clothes and she looked a little tired.

She looked at Tony for a moment before hugging him, he was shocked for a moment before he moved his arms around her. He closed his eyes solemnly, this had to work. Steve glanced at Tony with solemn eyes before glancing to the ground and closing his own eyes. Steve’s eyes soon shot open when he suddenly felt something wrap around him, it was Tony’s daughter, she was hugging him. He wrapped his arms around her as well.

“Bye Dad, bye Uncle Steve. Good job at not dying!” She exclaimed as she rushed away. Steve and Tony exchange a look before looking at a wildly confused Scott.

“Who was that?” He asked pointing in the direction the girl ran off.

Tony sighed, “Not important, now we’re going to get the Tesseract and you’re going back to out present, pissant.”

The pair were in 1970 and they were looking for where the Tesseract could be. Steve sighed, “Tony…”

“Don’t. Let’s just get what we need ang get out of here, okay? Now, imagine you're SHIELD, running a quasi-fascistic intelligence organization. Where do you hide it?”

Steve motioned to a building a few feet away, “In plain sight.”

 -

Y/n remembered being with her mother, becoming dust and then blackness. Now she was back, in the tower, or what was the tower. She looked around, sighing. She was about to leave when she saw a small sparkle of yellow. That yellow spark grew and soon formed a circle that lead to a battlefield, she almost didn’t jump through it but when she saw the unmistakable red of her father she jumped into the portal.

She pulled the suit prototype out of her pocket, she placed the piece on her chest and two on her wrists, the suit unraveled and became form fitting in an instant. The suit was gold and had a few red accents, it was similar to her father’s in many ways.

She flew toward the familiar red of her father. She found him next Peter, they just separated from a hug. Y/n flew down and grabbed her dad in a hug, he was taken aback but when he saw her familiar hair, he squeezed her tightly. Soon he pulled away, her pressed a kiss to her forehead, “I missed you, kid. But right now I got to go.”

Tony flew away to aide in fighting Thanos’ army. Y/n turned around and faced Peter, without missing a beat the two rushed together and connected their lips in a searing kiss. They weren’t sure how long it had been but they knew it felt like forever. They pulled apart, breathless and lips puffy. They rested their foreheads together, “I love you.”

“I love you, too. Now let’s go help.” Y/n said, capturing Peter’s lips one more before flying away to help where she could.

It was a blur, she wasn’t sure how much time had passed but one minute she was helping a talking racoon take down a couple of Thanos’ soldiers and the next she was kneeled in front of her dying father.

Her vision was blurred as she looked at his face, “Come on, you have to get up. Dad, please. I need you.” Y/n’s body shook with sobs, “Don’t go, please. Please.”

Tony groaned, “Y/n, I need you,” He coughed, “Take care of Morgan. Take care of your sister.” Y/n cried harder as she was pulled away by Steve, who held her as she cried. Pepper kneeled in front of Tony, reassuring him that his girls would be okay.

                                                      -

It turned out Morgan really liked having an older sister and was instantly attached to Y/n at the hip. It was the day of the funeral, Morgan sat on Y/n’s lap on the couch as they watched a hologram of their father, “So I thought I'd probably better record a little greeting... In the case of an untimely death on my part. I mean, not that, death at any time isn't untimely. This time travel thing that we're gonna try and pull off tomorrow, it's– it's got me scratching my head about the survivability of it all. That's the thing. Then again, that's the hero gig. Part of the journey is the end.” He gets up and walks towards Y/n and Morgan. “What am I even trippin' for? Everything's gonna work out exactly the way it's supposed to.” He leans down and smiles, looking at Morgan then up at Y/n, “I love you 3,000, both of you.” The hologram ends.

[pinkykitten]

I can be Loved

Marvel

Stephen Strange x plus size & fire power! female reader

Warnings: some curse words, violence, reader being self conscious, death, also i did not re-read this cuz i made this too dang long!

Specifics: death, sadness, romance, comedy, Avengers: Infinity War, man vs man, fire power, pictures, videos, plus size reader, race neutral reader

People: Stephen Strange, you, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Wong, Peter Parker, Ebony Maw, Black Dwarf, Peter Quill, Drax, Mantis, Thanos, Gamora (mentioned), Thor (mentioned).

Words: 4,229

Requested: By anonymously Hi doll❤️ I love your writing please keep doing what you are doing! Do you write for chubby girls or plus size cause I live for that!!!! If so could I request a plus size reader, where she is with doctor strange and many think she is all scrawny and can’t stand up for herself but she proves them wrong by fighting like a bad ass like Thanos makes fun of her and tries to degrade her but she is just too cool and she fights along side Dr. Strange so fluff and angst cause she reacts to his death

Authors Note: hi there anon! thank u so much for ur kind words. i do write for plus size beautiful woman! i luved this request and it makes me kinda sad to not see a lot of fanfics for dr. strange cuz he is such a cool character and it is the benedict cumberbatch. i went a lil bit overboard with this its just i really lived for this request also i made the reader have fire power because i wanted her to be powerful hehehe. but there is a lot to read so im srry. i loved writing this i didnt reread this so there may be mistakes but my back, fingers, legs hurt so yeah. thnx for requesting and i hope u enjoy this. remember i luv to hear ur guys thoughts. 

The world as you know it was going to change, one way or another it was going to either perish or fight.

You all looked outside. The wind was strong and the noises of people screaming was all you could hear. Your heart racing in fear you consciously grasped Stephen, your fiance’s hand. 

As Tony opened the door many citizens raced the opposite way of..something. Some falling, some terrified, like you. 

“Y/n, I should go see what it is. You stay here,” Dr. Strange ordered you, letting go of your hand. 

“No Steph, where you go I go. I can fight too you know.” With that you walked ahead of him following Tony. 

Stephen quickly grabbed Wong’s attention. “Whatever you do, you keep y/n alive. Alright?”

Wong saw the seriousness in his friends eyes and just nodded. 

As you turned the corner a ship that was a circle with a hole in the middle landed on New York City grounds. You gasped loudly at how large it was. This was no human tech, this was some alien crap. 

Stephen, Wong, and Bruce followed you and Tony. Suddenly, a blue beam appeared and out came a skinny alien guy that looked like Voldemort, and another alien guy except he was huge and kinda looked like a dung beetle. 

Your group walked to them, curious expressions. 

The skinny alien then started to say how they were Thanos children, and that you all were about to die from them and it was a privilege. 

You turned around all sassy to Bruce, “Is this guy serious?”

“I’m sorry Earth is closed today,” shouted Tony Stark to the alien men. “You better pack it up and get out of here.”

The skinny alien then focused his attention on Stephen, “Stone keeper. Does this chattering animal speak for you?”

“Certainly not, I speak for myself!” Stephen using his magic to maybe scare off the aliens and show that he was not playing. (god that part that he does that hand thing is kinda hot......anyways enjoy reading) “You’re trespassing on this city and on this planet.”

Wong after him brought out his magic. 

Just then the huge alien was walking towards your group, hitting his giant hammer on anything he sees. 

You tapped your foot impatiently, “hey guys are we gonna do anything? I really don’t think this guy likes us!” 

Well since he was big you all then looked at...Bruce...well you all wanted the Hulk. You all stared at him awaiting for the green monster to rage on out. Instead, Bruce was having trouble getting him out, “c’mon man, c’mon.”

He was still pushing, and pushing, and pushing some more. Everyone awaiting, and staring impatiently. 

“Ugh men!” You stated placing a hand on your plush, curvy hip. 

“Wheres your guy?” Tony Stark asked looking as if Bruce lied to him. 

“I don’t know we’re sorta been having a thing.”

“There’s no time for a thing. Thats the thing right there, lets go.”

The big alien man was coming closer and closer. Then he started running towards you all. You quickly turned your whole body into fire, your skin turning orange, and your hair turning into flames. Your eyes a bright sun orange (kinda like flame princess from at). “Step away boys.”

“I love it when she does that,” Stephen said as he stared all amazed at you. 

(not my art! do not own!)

You stood in front of the massive alien, ready to shoot him with some fire balls.

(TONY’S COOL MOVE YASSSSSSSSSSSSSS srry) Tony decided to help as well. He turned his track suit into his Iron man suit. But in a cool way. 

He added some blasters to his suit and all of them came out to shoot at the alien. You and Tony shot at the same time making the alien fall back onto the skinny one but surprise surprise, his powers were telekinesis. 

He, with the power of his mind moved the other alien harshly to a car. 

Tony put his blasters away. 

“Holy crap that was frickin amazing!” A excited Bruce yelled, making you turn around and chuckle. “You turning into fire and you, Tony, where’d that come from?”

“Its nano tech, you like it?” Answered Tony, turning around to you all. 

“I got to say that was pretty awesome,” you smiled placing a hand on Tony’s shoulder. 

Tony placed a hand on his mouth and gasped, “ooohhh wizard man, how you feel about your fiance touching me and oh wait, yeah, calling me awesome?’

Stephen shook his head and his cloak smacked your hand off Tony’s shoulder, “she was only trying to be nice to you...she calls me better things in bed.”

“Wow,” Tony said. 

“Babe! Thats private,” you shouted, laughing at the end. 

“Wow, that was so unneeded, like to the point where you didn’t need to do that.” Tony shook his hands, shaking his head. 

Suddenly, the skinny alien man used his powers to throw a car at you all. The other worked on it while you and Tony threw it back to him. He used his powers to cut it in half. 

Tony then used his boosters to try to fly to him. You used your fire power to fly to him as well. As you tried to fly, Stephen brought you down. “Hey sweetheart, why don’t you stay here, I really don’t think you going over there is such a good idea.”

“Are you serious? Honey, I’m fine.”

Bruce came into the conversation, “yeah y/n, maybe Stephen is right. Maybe this is a little bit too much for you.”

“You know what, I know this isn’t a woman thing because you all let Natasha fight. This is a size thing. Are you all serious? You think I can’t fight cause I’m too big, too fat for the normal superhero.”

Wong then raised his hand and tried to tell you something, but you just ignored him. “Thats fine think what you want to think,” you almost cried, Stephen going to you and saying that thats not it, and of course it wouldn’t be it.

“Y/n, I think you’re the most beautiufl woman on this Earth, and trust me I know you are capable-”

“Save it. I don’t need any of you. I am going to fight, whether you like it or not, and I’m gonna show you all that bigger woman can do things in this world, especially be a superhero!”

Your fire became more intense and you flew next to Tony. The skinny alien was using his powers to throw some of the road on you two. The big alien threw a claw at Tony and this set Tony back. 

“Stark!” You shouted. “You are not eleven from Stranger Things, are you?” You raised your eyebrow to the skinny alien. “Thats okay, you look more like the demogorgon.” You blasted flames at both aliens. Dodging one of the punches of the big alien. 

The skinny alien threw the fire back onto you. You just chuckled, “You do realize I’m made of fire, right?”

The skinny alien smiled and heaved a huge piece of building onto you. 

“Y/n!” Yelled Wong and Stephen. They tried to get to you but they had to fight the skinny alien. 

“Ouch!” You quickly burned the piece of building into ashes and saw the skinny alien go to your fiance. “Steph!”

He put Stephen to the wall and placed bricks on him. You knew he wanted that stone. You also knew Stephen placed a spell on it. 

“-then I’ll take it off your corpse.” The alien took Stephen and threw him to you. 

“Oh my god babe, honey,” you took off your fire power to touch him, carressing his face. “Steph are you okay?”

His cloak brought him up and he nodded to you. He tried to use the time stone but the alien wrapped thorny vines around his arms. 

“Let him go!” You try to burn the vines away but its not use, they just keep reappearing. The vines go around his neck and knock him out unconscious. 

“Are you serious?” You try to take the vines off of him, they are strong and grab on real tight. “C’mon babe, stupid frickin things get off!”

The alien brings Stephen with him and you fall off the platform. The cloak then takes Stephen away from the vines. You, your fire power ignited, go after him, with the skinny alien following you two. 

“Steph I am right here. I got you.”

He then goes by Tony, and you notice Tony fighting with the big alien. You also notice your favorite...SPIDER MAN!!!!!!!!!!!

“Hi sweetheart!” You wave to Peter. 

“Hi Ms. L/n!”

“Kid thats the wizard and y/n, get on it,” ordered Tony to Peter. 

“On it!”

You flew backwards now, your attention on to the alien behind you. “Go away freak!” You started shooting fire at him, him dodging every time. Peter tried to get the alien but he through a piece of debris at Peter.

“Peter!” You shouted look at his state to make sure he was fine. 

“Not cool, yeah Ms. L/n, I’m fine!”

As Stephen was getting away from the alien, the alien used his powers to stop Stephen. By bending the street lights one of the lights caught Stephen by the cloak making Stephen fall out. You tried to catch him but you would of burned him. In that moment you felt defenseless, helpless, unworthy. You couldn’t even do a simple job as saving your future husband. They were all right about you. 

Peter came to the rescue and saved Stephen. With a sad face you thanked the young boy for doing something you couldn’t do. You just followed them slowly, until you were lifted in a beam. You tried to hold onto something but it was no use. You were going to die, how did you know this? What use were you, they didn’t need you, nor want you. You were garbage to them. You were garbage to everyone. You tried to shake the self conscious thoughts out of your mind, but you couldn’t. They were eating at you, telling you things that were not true. 

Peter tried to hold on with his spider web to Stephen but the skinny alien used his powers to bring Peter up. 

You entered the ship with Stephen and ran to hide behind a piece of the inner ship. Watching to see someone come by. 

“This is bad,” you thought. “Really bad.”

You meet up unexpectedly with Peter and Tony. You see in the distance the alien is pointing these needle like things to Stephen to get the time stone. The needle things go into his skin and you hear his screams. Tears coming out of your eyes you try to go to him but Tony stops you. 

“Don’t blow our cover y/n, we will save him.”

As you all try to think of a plan Peter says, “hey have you guys ever seen a really really old movie called Aliens?”

As the alien is threatening Stephen, you and Tony go behind him ready to blast him away. He turns around to the sound of Tony’s high pitched suit. 

The alien uses his power to bring out pieces of the ship to you and Tony. You smirk and say, “have fun in space.”

You and Tony blast a hole in the ship sending him and Stephen flying.

“Steph! Peter get him!”

Peter grabs Stephen with his web and then a new feature of his suit comes out. HE HAS SPIDER LEGS!

“HOLY SH*T THAT IS AMAZING!” You squeal in excitement. 

Peter jumps up and brings Stephen in. Tony closes the hole. 

You quickly run to Stephen and hug him, “oh my god, I thought I lost you. I’m so happy you’re alive.” You look into his eyes and he looks into yours. 

“Sweetheart about earlier, what I was trying to say is that-”

You stand up quickly, the emotions and self conscious feelings interrupting your mind again. “It doesn’t matter right now.” You turn around, shyly placing a hand on your arm and rubbing it. You then mutter as you’re walking away, “I don’t matter.”

Stephen tries to go to you to help you and to make you feel better but Tony places a hand on him to decide where to go. 

Stephen thinks Earth but Tony thinks wherever the ship is going. His thinking is he feels wherever this ship is going Thanos must be there, if all of you were to go then it would be an element of surprise. Stephen disagrees in the begging but you agree with Tony. 

“If Thanos is going to be there then maybe this isn’t such a bad idea. I mean I know, we have to protect the stone but I don’t think Thanos is awaiting this much of an impact or this much of a plan. I say we go for it.”

The ship lands harshly on a planet named Titan. 

A smoke bomb lands between you all and with impact you all go tumbling back. 

“What in the world!”

You look up to see some wannabes trying to fight you all. You fly to the one with the funny looking goggles. 

He shoots you with his gun while you blast a hole power of fire. 

“I call this roast some buns,” you blast harder your fire at him. He dodges it with his cheap looking jet pack thing. 

“What are we in The Krusty Krab?” The unknown person jokes along with you. 

You all fight with each other and form a circle of whos killing who. 

The person you were fighting takes his mask off and point the gun at Tony. “I’m gonna ask you this one time, where is Gamora?”

“Yeah, I’ll do you one better,” Tony took his mask off. “Who’s Gamora?”

And then the alien, buff man talked, “I’ll do you one better, why is Gamora?”

“I’ll do you all one better, why are we still talking about this Gamora?” You stopped your fire powers.

After going back and forth on where this Gamora was at the guy holding Peter mentioned Thanos. 

“Wait, what Thanos. Alright let me ask you this one time, what master do you serve?” You looked at Stephen as he questioned the new comers. 

“What master do I serve? What am I supposed to say Jesus?” The guy answered back, still holding Peter. 

After explaining that you were trying to defeat Thanos as well Peter took off his mask, “We’re the avengers man.”

Just then the alien bug looking girl said, “you’re the one Thor told us about.”

Tony asked, “you know Thor?”

The Missouri guy nodded, “Yeah, tall guy not that good lookin, needed saving.”

You eyes widened, “oh my god Thor’s alive. We may still have a chance...I say we all work together on this. We all want to take down the same purple raisin so we should combine all our powers to become one and destroy Thanos.”

“Thanks for the input lava girl, didn’t know we were all gonna turn into Voltron with all our lions.” The blonde hair man said as his eyes were on you. 

You walked up to him with a serious face, “my name is y/n, and I don’t think fragile skin can stand against hot fire.”

You walked to the exit while Tony, Peter, and Stephen giggled. “Gotta love her,” Stephen said as he followed you. 

You all came out of the ship and stood on the planet, trying to come up with a plan. You learned all the names of the new people.

Mantis in a low voice asked, “Does your friend do that?”

You all look back to see Stephen moving his head quickly back and forth. You go to him and place a hand on his cheek. He comes back to reality with a startle cry. 

“You okay?” You ask worried. 

Stephen was using the Time Stone to look into alternate futures. You ask about if you win the battle, but out of the millions of futures he foresaw, he sees that you are all victorious in none but one alone.

Your heart pounds and you squeeze your hand shut, tightly. All in your head was how you are going to die feeling worthless, feeling like you contributed nothing to this world. Tears start to form in your eyes and you walk to a nearby rock, covering yourself from the others. 

You wanted to show Stephen that you were not just the girl that got made fun of in high school because of her weight. You’re not someone you can make fun of and push around as if you don’t have feelings. You wanted to come out victorious and explain these terrible feelings you’ve been having lately to Stephen. 

Stephen see you crying behind a rock and walks over to you. He kneels down to you and takes your hands in his. 

“Sweetheart please talk to me, I’m here for you.”

You wipe your tears, “I know I can’t do many things in life, I can’t prevent many things. But I can try to fight. I know I’m fat and ugly and big but I want to try to prove my worth. To you and to them.” You pointed to the group. “I’m so useless, aren’t I?”

Stephen kissed your hands. “No. You are so much more than those degrading words. Back there I wasn’t trying to make fun of you honey, or bring you down in any way. I didn’t want you to get hurt, I didn’t want, I don’t want anything to happen to you. You are so important to me and to so many others, you just don’t see it. You prove to others and to other young girls, just women in general that even if you feel useless and nothing you can make something of yourself, you can save the world. You are beautiful in and out y/n, you are my superhero, my hero, you save me y/n. It will always be that way. I know you are so capable of so many great things and I encourage you to do everything in your power to be you, to be the amazing, powerful, strong you. This means so much to me,” Stephen said holding up your ring on your finger. “It means that soon you and I will be one, we will be husband and wife. We will not just show love but be love. You are my everything y/n, thank you for standing by me sweetheart.”

Your eyes were wide and you were shocked. “I love you so much Steph, thank you for saying those things. I really needed to hear that, you make me so happy Stephen Strange. I can’t wait to get married to you and when I call you mine. Thank you love.”

You sit on his lap, not caring about your weight. Stephen holds you upright with ease, resting his hands on your hips. You trace massage your fingers into his dark locks seeing his ice blue eyes look into yours. You place your hands on his cheeks, taking in his complexion of high cheekbones and milky white skin. You kiss him on the lips lightly, enjoying the presence of him. He deepens the kiss his right hand going to your cheek, making the kiss more passionate. In the middle of the kiss you hear a cough. You and Stephen turn your heads to see a startled Peter, and a annoyed Stark. 

“Sorry am I interrupting something, cause we’re in the middle of a war if you haven’t noticed. Anyways, you two, The Notebook, we have a plan.”

Thanos had come to the planet Titan and tried to explain his belief of genocide. It all seemed so crazy to you. You all almost got the gauntlet off but you all especially Peter Quill learned that Gamora was dead. Peter got so mad at Thanos that he punched him knocking him out of the sleep phase he was in with Mantis. 

It almost worked the plan, now it was to make it up as you guys went. 

You gave this war, this battle everything that you had. All your being your strength, everything. 

Everyone was focused and paying attention to other things in their way that you were left with Thanos. 

By yourself.

All the struggles in life, all the beat downs, the I’m not good enough have led you up to this moment. You were going to show this monster, this demon that you are good enough and you do deserve love and happiness.

“I, I’m not afraid of you,” you stood proudly in front of this giant. 

“No my dear child not of me, but of others.” Thanos said as he walked slowly to you, bringing out his hand to your cheek. You gave him a scowl, scoffing. 

“What do you mean?”

Thanos shook his head, “I know your deepest fear. Y/n, you are afraid of how others perceive you, how they think of you. You try your hardest to please others. You are the coward, you say you are not afraid but I know deep down you’re terrified.”

Your eyes were wide, “no, no, no, I’m not like that. Stop.”

“But of course you would be young one, you know how it feels to have your inner demons. To know your not good enough, not even good enough to be in this world.”

You started to shake your head, hands clutching the sides of it trying to not listen to those terrible words that have scarred you. Thanos smiling, knowing that he was getting to you. 

“Stop leave me alone you monster,” you cried out. 

Stephen came out and stood by you, “Y/n don’t listen to him. Remember what I told you. You are better than this.”

“Leave her be, let her make her own decisions. Y/n you are not happy with how you look, when you see yourself you see disgust. You are not afraid of me.”

You started shaking your head while tears were starting to come out, “no stop, stop!”

Stephen tried knocking sense in you, “Honey don’t listen to him, you are better than this. Remeber how much I care for you.”

Thanos kept going, “you are not afraid of death.”

“STOP! Just stop it!”

“No, you are afraid that no one will love you for who you are.”

At that being said it ignited something in you. All your power, the fire held inside you spilled out with a cry and shriek. 

Thanos eyes widened and he used the power stone to be able to go through the fire you ignited. 

“You are wrong about me Thanos! I have love, I have someone who loves me! You don’t, you know why, because you KILLED HER!”

Thanos used the power stone again on you to try to destroy you, but you were too powerful and uncontrollable to stop. 

All the fire coming out of your body amazed everyone, you were so powerful. With another cry more fire came out making Thanos go behind some boulders to shield himself from the flames. Stephen stared at you with immense respect, amazed at how you fought. After a time your body was drained from all the power you used. Your eyes felt heavy and your body wanted to just lay down. The fire stopped and you were normal now, you fell from up in the air but you were caught in a pair of strong arms. 

“I got you sweetheart,” came the soothing voice of your dear love, Stephen. 

You smile weakly, “I know.”

Thanos came to you both threatening to kill you. Of course Stephen loved you so much that he gave up the infinity stone to save you. 

He risked the whole world to save you.

“Why would you do that?”

Stephen just hugged you tightly like his life depended on it while kissing your forehead, “we’re in the end game now.”

You all waited for a sign, for something to show..anything. You hugged Stephen the whole time, enjoying what you didn’t know was the last moments together. 

Suddenly, Mantis disappeared like the wind. Your eyes widened and then it went to worse. Like a list, others started to become ashes right before your eyes, and you could not prevent it from happening. Next came Drax, then Peter Quill. Tony then went and looked at Stephen. Automatically you started crying, “no, please, don’t tell me...no please no.”

Stephen looked so guilty and so pained at you and Tony, “There was no other way.”

Stephen grabbed your face and kept his forehead to your, “Time is so important yet so short. No words can describe how much I love you and will always love you even in death. I love you y/n, I love you.”

Stephen starts to disappear making you sob. Your heart is broken and all that is left is his ashes. You start to feel strange and notice in your hands you are also turning into ashes. Tears start to form in your eyes but you welcome this feeling because no feeling is worse than the feeling you just experienced of losing Stephen. 

[buckybabble]

Ready - Doctor Strange x Reader [SMUT]

Title: Ready - Doctor Strange x Reader [SMUT]

Pairing: Doctor Strange x Reader 

Characters: Doctor Strange, Reader

Request: “Hi! Your smutty Doctor Strange fic was amazing! I just saw the movie last night and wanted to ask if you could make a fic where Stephen never told the reader where he was going and then when he comes back it gets angsty but then fluff at the end? Sorry for it being so long!” @mayaurbinaa

Word Count: 2065

Warnings: LOTS AND LOTS OF ANGST. OH MY GOODNESS SO MUCH ANGST. OH, AND SOME SMUT AND FLUFFINESS AT THE END. Unprotected sex - wrap it before you tap it people! Sex against a window pane people, may not be safe. 

A/N: I’ve been out of action for a long time and I still kind of am. I have my A levels in June so they’re still my main priority however, I am trying to get my requests done so no one has to wait any longer for them. I’m so sorry this is taking so long, I have 5 left to do.

REQUESTS ARE STILL CLOSED UNTIL 26TH JUNE 2017.

You held the bat closer to your body, waiting to swing it at the intruder as they stepped into your living room. They stepped.

You swung.

“Shit, ow!” The bat collided with the intruders arm with a force you didn’t know you had.

“Strange?!” The bat fell from your grasp, hitting the floor with a loud thump. You hit the lightswitch to see Strange clutching his arm, blue eyes staring at you incredulously. He’d changed. A lot. A beard now decorated his face and he wore a tunic and a cape.

“You dick! Get the hell out!” You picked the bat up again, holding it close to your body. No way was he just waltzing back into your life as if nothing had happened. He had disappeared and ripped your heart out along with him.

Strange held up his hands, shaking his head. “Y/N, listen to me, please.”

“Listen to you? Gone for months on end, maybe dead, maybe killed yourself. And then boom, Strange is back.” You swung the bat dangerously. “Get out, Stephen.”

“Five minutes that's all I ask from you.”

“You don't deserve five, you left me. For all I knew you could have been dead, Stephen.” You pressed the bat to his chest, anger coursing through your veins. “I nearly lost you in your accident and then I lost you all over again when you walked out of that door.” You pointed to the door the Doctor had just walked through.

“Y/N…”

“This is the part where you realise it’s too late to apologise. Goodbye, Stephen.” The bat shook slightly, but you tightened your grip. You held the Doctor’s blue gaze - ignoring the heartache washing over you, the scars that you thought had healed were now being ripped open again….

You set your keys on the side, glancing around the cold apartment for any sign of your fiance. He sat by the window, his scarred hands pressed against the glass of the table as he stared out into the rainy night. The laptop on the table in front of him cast an eery glow onto his features, making his cheekbones seem grotesquely pronounced.

The accident had taken everything from him. Stephen was just a ghost of a man now.

“Hey honey, what did the Doctor say? Will they do the surgery?” You took a tentative step forward towards the man that you loved.

“No. They said no.” Stephen didn’t look up from the table, instead he slammed his laptop shut. “I just need a small loan, maybe 200,000 just to travel to Japan where they have stem cell-”

You took another step towards Stephen, softening your voice. “You’re spending money we don’t even have. I know you spent money as fast as you made it but now this is getting ridiculous.” Stephen’s blue gaze bore into yours. “No, now is exactly the time not to stop, Y/N, because I’m not getting any better!”

You reached out and touched his arm. “This isn’t medicine anymore, this is mania. Some things just can’t be fixed.”

He pulled away from your touch, standing and walking to the window. “Life without my work is-”

“Is still life.” You took a step towards Stephen, fighting the urge to cry as you held out your hand to touch his arm again. You had to at least try to comfort him, some how. “This isn’t the end. There are other things that can give life meaning, Stephen.” “Like what?” He turned on his heel, blue eyes searing into you. “Like you?”

Your arm fell to your side immediately. “Now this is the part where you apologise.” Strange shook his head, his gaze cold. “This is the part where you leave.”

You shook your head, stepping back from the Doctor. “I can’t watch you do this to yourself anymore.”

Strange laughed - a fractured noise. “Too difficult for you, is it?”

That was it, you finally snapped. Your voice didn’t need to be raised to show your anger. “Yes it is. It breaks my heart to see you this way, Stephen.”

“Don’t pity me,” he spat the words, venom dripping from his voice. “I’m not pitying you,” you spat back, shaking your head.

Strange stepped closer to you. The tension had finally mounted. You could feel the anger, the hurt, the grief rolling off of your fiance as he glared down at you. “Oh yeah? Well what are you doing here? You just love a sob story, don’t you?” His voice was sarcastic and cold. Nothing like the man you fell in love with.

“S-Stephen…” Part of you wanted to accept that this wasn’t his fault but it was no reason for him to behave like this towards you.

The Doctor stepped closer to you, his breath intermingling with yours. “Poor Stephen Strange: the charity case. You care so much, don’t you, Y/N?”

“I care too much, apparently.” You looked down with blurred eyes, the engagement ring slid easily off of your finger.

“What are you doing, Y/N?” The venom and sarcasm in Strange’s voice had disappeared. The angry, seething man had now been replaced with a vulnerable mess of a man.

“I’m done. We’re done.” You took his hand and placed the ring in his palm. “Come and find me when you’re ready. And by ready I mean not hurting, not angry, not grieving, when you’re back to you. When you can see past the red mist, Stephen. I miss you, not the you whose hands worked but the you who I loved. You’re not the man I loved once upon a time, Stephen Strange. I’ll be waiting for you.”

Strange’s hand shook, his blue gaze never leaving yours, the ring sparkling in his palm. “What do you mean loved?”

You closed his fingers around the ring, tears trailing down your cheeks. “This is the part where you realise it’s too late to apologise. Goodbye, Stephen.” You turned on your heel and walked out of the apartment.

You pushed the bat against Strange’s chest, shaking your head. “I can’t, Stephen.”

“Where’s your ring?” Strange’s voice was nothing but a whisper. You had come home to find the ring on the table and any sign of your fiance gone that night. Even the watch you gave him as a birthday present had vanished.

“Here.” You reached inside your t-shirt and pulled out the chain you kept your engagement ring on.

“I never took it off. Not once. I waited, Stephen.” You let go of the chain, letting the ring rest between your collar bones. “I’m still waiting.”

The Doctor pushed the bat from his chest, stepping towards you. “I’m sor-”

You placed a finger to his lips, shaking your head. “I’m waiting for the man who left me when the accident happened, not just the man who walked out of the door that night. You can’t just waltz in here and expect everything to be the same. What you said hurt me, and the scars that your words left won’t vanish overnight.” You let your finger fall from his lips. The bat was still in your other hand, hanging loosely from your grasp at your side. “Please leave.”

Strange nodded. “I understand, Y/N.” The Doctor’s cape rippled behind him as  he walked to the door and left.

You followed him, pressing a hand to the wooden panel of the shut door.

The Doctor sighed from the other side. The sound of his head hitting the door rattled through your apartment. “Come and find me when you’re ready. And by ready I mean not hurting, not angry, not grieving, when you’re back to you. When you can see past the red mist, Y/N. I miss you. Now I know that I’ll never be able to undo what I have done, that I’ll never be able to take back those words. And I will never be able to stop apologising. And there will never be enough hours in the day for me to make it up to you but please, Y/N, I never stopped loving you. I’ll be waiting for you. When you’re ready, Y/N, and only then.”

You turned your back to the door, tears sliding down your cheeks as you slid down to sit in front of the door. 

2 weeks later…

Your keys slipped easily into the apartment’s lock. You turned it once, letting the door swing open. The keys clattered on the side, as you glanced around the apartment for the Doctor.

He sat at the table, back to you. The morning sun danced in the grey streaks of his hair and sparked on the collar of his cape.

You padded over to him, standing by his side. “Stephen.”

The Doctor sighed loudly. “Y/N. I was starting to think you wouldn’t come back. That you had moved on, that-”

You took another step forward, placing a hand against the window pane. “This was where you broke my heart.”

You felt the Doctor’s presence behind you. “I would say sorry but I know that one word will never undo the damage I caused.” His lips pressed against your neck, causing goosebumps on your arms. 

You turned to face him. The glass was cool against your back. “I hate what you did to me. I’m still angry. I’m so angry. I hate how after you left all I could think about was you. How many goddamn tears I cried over you. It was pathetic and now here I am: vulnerable, and still in love, and I hate it. I hate the way you make me feel, Stephen Strange.” You took his face in your hands, running your hands over his cheekbones. “But, try as I might I can’t hate you.”

Strange stared down at you, beautiful blue eyes taking up the majority of your vision. “Then don’t,” he whispered, lips moving mere inches from yours.

“Stephen…” You brought his lips to yours in a bruising motion. You gave up trying to ignore the anger. It bubbled inside you as Strange pinned you to the window. Your hands traced down his chest, to his length. Strange moaned against your lips, as you both broke for air before your lips were together again. Your tongue traced his bottom lip, your hand mimicking the same motions on his hardening member. The Doctor’s hands roamed over your breasts, squeezing the tender flesh before he tore away your blouse. 

You pulled away, shaking your head. “This isn’t forgiveness, Stephen.”

Strange shook his head. “Of course not, Y/N.”

“Good.” You nodded, undoing his cape and tunic. His hands slowly ran up your thighs, his scars cold on your legs as they slipped under your dress up the back of your thighs. The urge to have him inside of you was becoming too much. You undid his belt, letting his trousers fall to the floor, quickly followed by his boxers.  You jumped as the material of your thong tore under his grasp and fell to the floor.  

“I’ll buy you a new one,” he murmured in your ear, pressing open mouthed kisses from your shoulder and up your neck. Strange’s hands held the back of your thighs, picking you up and holding you against the window. The morning sun was warm on your bare lower back but  nothing compared to the heat radiating from the two of you together. 

“Stephen?” You whispered, twirling a lock of his hair around your fingers. 

“Y/N?” The Doctor positioned himself at your entrance. 

You lowered yourself onto him, letting a moan slip from your lips. “I’m ready.”

Strange kept your gaze, thrusting into you. “What made you change your mind?” 

“The same thing that stops me from hating you, that made me wait all this time for you.” Your forehead rested against Stephen’s, your voice raspy as the Doctor sped up.

Words were lost as you held onto Strange, wrapping your legs around his waist. He groaned, his hands tightening on your thighs. You pressed your lips to his, relishing in his taste and touch. It had been too long. You remembered each crevice, each flaw of his face. Your stomach tensed, your climax close. You slowly pulled your lips from Strange’s, running your hands up his arms to rest on his shoulders. 

“I. Love. You,” you whispered in answer to his question, coming undone in his embrace.

[angelkurenai]

MARVEL Masterlist

MARVEL One/Two-Shots

Smile - Loki x Reader x Thor

One-Shot

I’m sorry… - Loki x Reader x Thor

One-Shot

Care - Thor x Reader x Loki

One-Shot

Story Of My Life - Tony Stark x Reader

One-Shot

Little Me - Steve Rogers x Reader

One-Shot

First impressions - Avengers x Reader

One-Shot

Right There - Tony Stark x Reader

One-Shot

Exception - Tony Stark x Reader x Clint Barton

One-Shot

JARVIS? - Tony Stark x Reader

One-Shot

Tattooed Heart - Steve Rogers x Reader

Part 1 l Part 2

Lift the hammer - Tony x Reader x Steve (Avengers 2: Age of Ultron)

One-shot

Sweet nightmares - Steve Rogers x Reader

One-Shot

Selfish to love - Loki x Reader (Avengers: Infinity War)

One-Shot

Final words - Loki x Reader (Avengers: Infinity War)

One-Shot

Run with it - Steve Rogers x Reader (Avengers: Infinity War)

One-Shot

We both do - Steve Rogers x Reader (Avengers: Infinity War)

Part 1 l Part 2

Facial hair - Tony Stark x Reader x Stephen Strange (Avengers: Infinity War)

One-Shot

Love made for three - Steve Rogers x Reader | Bucky Barnes x Reader (Soulmates AU) -  (Avengers: Infinity War)

One-Shot

My Immortal - Loki x Reader

One-Shot

Deserving better - Loki x Reader (Avengers: Infinity War)

One-Shot

A supernatural marvel - Dean Winchester x Reader x Steve Rogers (Avengers: Infinity War)

Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3 l Part 4 l Part 5 l Part 6 l Part 7 l Part 8 l Part 9 l Part 10 l Part 11 l Part 12 l Part 13 l Dean’s Ending l Steve’s Ending

The beginning of the end - Bucky Barnes x Reader

One-Shot

Making memories - Bucky Barnes x Reader

One-Shot

Deep down - Bucky Barnes x Reader

One-Shot

Sleepless nights - Steve Rogers x Reader

One-Shot

Sleeping in - Steve Rogers x Reader

One-Shot

A lifetime apart - Steve Rogers x Reader (Avengers: Endgame)

One-Shot

Whatever it takes - Steve Rogers x Reader (Avengers: Endgame)

One-Shot

Living on - Steve Rogers x Reader (Avengers: Endgame)

Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3

One moment - Loki x Reader (Avengers: Endgame)

One-Shot

More to lose - Thor x Reader (Avengers: Endgame)

One-Shot

Knocking on heaven’s door - Steve Rogers x Reader (Avengers: Endgame)

One-Shot

Taste of beer - Steve Rogers x Reader

One-Shot

Draw me, like one of your French girls - Steve Rogers x Reader

One-Shot

Earth 616 - Dean Winchester x Reader x Steve Rogers

One-Shot

Long overdue - Bucky Barnes x Reader

One-Shot

Wish upon - Bucky Barnes x Reader

One-Shot

Holding on - Steve Rogers x Reader

One-Shot

Summertime love - Steve Rogers x Reader

One-Shot  

MARVEL Imagines

Imagine Loki coming to you years after you thought he was dead.

Imagine Loki smiling when he sees you smile or hears you laugh without realizing it.

Imagine Loki actually being worried for your well-being when you get in the arena to fight.

Imagine Loki coming to you years after you thought he was dead.

Imagine Peter returning to Earth to find you, the woman he loves, has moved on with another man and had a family he always wanted with you.

Imagine Steve being your bodyguard and you flirting with him and trying to get him to loosen up but making him flustered.

Imagine Steve wanting to introduce you, his fiance, to his friends for a long time  but hesitating because he hasn’t told them something about your past and how you met. You were once his student.

Imagine trying to explain what a snowball fight is to Thor but failing because of your friends constantly messing with you.

*The cringe is real in me as I look at the first ones, bare with me, they are very old. The more down you go, the more recent they are.*