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theseawakes · 2 years ago

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This Is Me Trying (Doctor Strange x teen!reader)

summary: you received your report cards with bad results and you don't want your dad finding out about it.

warnings: hurt/comfort, bad grades, mint choco (?), strange is a good dad (lmk if I missed anything)

a/n: this is definitely not a self indulgent fic i projected myself onto.

You slammed your door shut before sliding against it, bringing your knees close to your chest. Heaving out your breath, you pull your report cards to your lap after crossing your legs, looking at them with sorrow in your eyes. You're not sure why you're sad and upset when you should've seen it coming the moment your teacher looked down at you with a frown on her face.

"Your grades dropped." You blanked at your teacher's statement, processing the information.

"Oh," you breathed out after a beat.

"Almost falling, hun." A sigh escaped the lady's lips, she clasped her hands in front of her on the desk. "What's gotten into you, Y/N? You were a bright kid. Gifted even. I don't want your potential to go wasted just like that. You could go to one of the best universities –"

The rest of it was blurry. You couldn't focus on your teacher's lecture as your head felt like being in a giant ringing bell. You cautiously re-read the cards in your hand. It was littered with C's, a few B's, and a D. If you could wish for a miracle, you'd wish you could change them before your father sees it. You ran your hands through your hair roughly, dropping the papers as a result.

Being enrolled in a widely known school filled with future geniuses has its perks. Especially when you were a child of two famous surgeons. Expectations were a friend you made inside your mother's womb and they'll follow you until your dying days. Then your dad became the sorcerer supreme, and then the universe was at stake, and then you got blipped, and when you came back your mother was presumed dead. It all happened in a blitz. All of a sudden, you're living in a new era, and people are adjusting. You are adjusting. Yet you never quite remember when does adjusting felt this hard.

You were great. Oh boy, were you great. You were always at the top of your class– at least in the big 3. A good friend and student. The perfect child. Your parents didn't force you into being one, no, it just happened. Since the first time you got first place in your kindergarten and people praised you, you felt the need to keep it up. You were so ahead of the curve that it became a sphere, and now you ended up falling behind your classmates. Focusing was hard, the tests were hard, and you barely even made any friends after going back to school after the blip. Plus, you've been taking mystical arts lessons from your dad. You were too busy trying to clean your rusty wheels.

A gentle knock pushed you out of your thoughts. "Kid, you're in there?" Your father's voice broke in.

"Yeah," you answered. When did your voice become so hoarse? You didn't even notice tears rolling down your cheek, which you quickly wiped before opening your door that reveals Stephen Strange leaning on the doorway. "What's up, dad?"

Stephen furrowed his eyebrows. "Are you okay? Were you… crying? What happened?"

You mentally cursed yourself. He doesn't know about it yet. Your dad asked if you wanted him to come with you to take your report cards, but you denied it and said you'll be fine. Thankfully, he wasn't stubborn like he always was on accompanying you and said he'd go to the store instead and hadn't returned yet when you got to the sanctum.

You shook your head. "Nope, why would I be?"

The former sorcerer supreme peeked through your figure that blocked the door and saw papers on the floor. "Is that your report cards? How was it?"

Before he could go on more, you closed the door behind you. "It's, uh, nothing you should worry about." You offered him a tight smile.

"Are you sure?"

"Yep. I'm fine. So, could you please go somewhere else? I gotta do something."

"You sure you're alright?" Your father asked once again, only having you push him away from your room in response.

"Yeah, yeah, totally."

Anyone could've been fooled by your smile and words, but Stephen was your father, he knew something was wrong with you. So he opens his mouth to speak again. "No, there's something wrong, I know there is. You sure you don't wanna talk about it?"

"I'm sure, dad. A hundred percent sure." You emphasized every word in the last sentence.

"Really? You know you can tell me the truth. Was it your report cards?"

"No, dad, I'm fine! Just go, do you hear me? I don't wanna see you now! Just– just leave me alone… please." You didn't realize you had been screaming until you saw the surprised look on Stephen's face. Retreating to your room, more tears stained your eyes as you left your father frozen in his place.

Pacing in his chamber, the sorcerer's mind traveled to exactly an hour ago when he had a little argument with you. It's no lie that he's worried about you judging by the look on his face. His parental instinct wanted to knock on your door again and make you feel better like any parent would, but he decided to give you space, no matter how worried he was.

After the death of your mother, who won child custody back then, you immediately got swooped under Stephen's wings. It wasn't hard to warm up to him since you already spent time together often before the car accident he had which led him to protect the world. You even met Christie Palmer, your father's lover back then. You went through the grief of losing your mother with him. Though through the grief he did, he no longer loved your mom as much as you do, but you don't blame him for that.

On the other side of his door, there stands you with clammy hands gripping a sheet of paper with your grades written on it. You didn't think it would be a good idea to tell Stephen about your report cards. He, like any other, probably would just be disappointed in you. But you don't like lying to your dad, especially when he's the only person you have left (aside from Wong, whom you had been getting closer to). You couldn't stay mad at him, and you had no right to say things that could hurt him. Mustering up your courage, you brought a hand to knock on the door.

Stephen opened his door right before you knocked on it. "Y/N?" he asked softly.

You pulled your hand back to your side. "Dad," was your reply. Neither of you said anything, just eyes looking fondly into one another's. "I, uh… I'm sorry for yelling at you… and lying to you," you said thoughtfully even though you were holding back tears. Pushing the papers to his hands, you continued, "you were right, it was my report cards. It turns out that I almost failed this semester." You watched Stephen read the paper in his hand, not even changing his expression in the slightest. This made you bite your lip out of habit. "But don't worry! I passed! I just… I wasn't on top of my class, far behind, actually. I know you're disappointed –"

"Who said that I was?" Stephen cuts you.

A sigh escaped your lips. "No one. I thought you would be since anyone else is." That's the truth. You could see that your teacher was disappointed in you, and the look on your classmates' faces just screams disappointment.

"Kid, you could never disappoint me," Stephen exclaimed, a small yet visible smile on his face. "Adapting to a new life isn't an easy task. I know everything seems to go so fast, believe me, I've been there. Yet you're able to survive to this day. Not everyone could, y'know."

You lowered your head, averting your gaze to the floor so that your dad won't see your tears. "I'm trying. All I want is to get my old self back. To be a bright kid again so that I could make you proud."

Stephen frowned when he heard your confession. His large, gentle arms pulled you into a side embrace. You cried silently against his chest, a hand covering your eyes whilst another was around your abdomen. To say Stephen Strange was an affectionate person was something arguable, but there's no denying that he loves his child to bits and won't stop reminding them of it.

"You'll forever make me proud, little star. Don't forget that." A kiss was planted on the crown of your head. "I'm sorry I was being persistent as well before. I should've let you tell me when you're ready."

You rolled your eyes. "You being persistent is something new?"

The sorcerer chuckled shortly. He pats your back as you wipe your tears, smiling alongside him when you break the hug. "Since you know I am persistent. Let's go to our favorite ice cream parlor." Stephen puts an arm around your shoulders and drags you along to the front door.

You narrowed your eyebrows. "Why would you need to be persistent to ask me to go eat an ice cream?"

"Because you, child, are my offspring," said your dad, opening the front door and bowing mockingly. "After you."

Playing along, you bowed back, earning a smile from the man who soon placed his arm around your shoulders again, walking with you instead of dragging you this time. "What flavor shall we get today, my child?"

"I do not possess the knowledge, dear father. What do you think we shall taste today?"

Stephen hummed. "How about mint choco?"

You snorted. "You mean the toothpaste?"

"Hey, it's good!"

"What's good about eating toothpaste?"

"Don't act like you've never eaten toothpaste before."

"Well, it's not like I did it on purpose!"

"Oh, you will."

"What do you mean I will?" Your question was met with a smirk. "Dad, what does it mean?"

"The last one who arrives at the parlor gets to eat toothpaste on purpose!" He quickly says before running through the street.

"Hey! Wait for me!" Wasting no other second, you zoom toward where your dad is headed.

"Enjoying the toothpaste?"

Stephen turned around to see you raising your eyebrows while licking your favorite ice cream. "No thanks to you." He glared at you as you happily took the seat next to him. His nose scrunched when he took another bite of his ice cream. "This thing actually tastes like toothpaste." A sigh of defeat was exhaled by the former sorcerer supreme.

You punched the air in victory. "And the winner goes to… drumroll please," you cued your father who lazily starts to drum on the handrest. "Y/N Strange!"

Your dad ruffled your hair, causing you to protest for ruining it. Stephen couldn't help but smile at one particular memory that flashed through his head. A memory of you two sitting on the same bench, eating the same ice cream from the same parlor years ago. He realized that it has been quite some time since the last time the two of you did something like this. The last time you were just a kid, barely even a teen. When did you start growing up so fast?

"Thank you, dad." Your voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "For being proud of me, for cheering me up, especially for letting me win."

Your smug smile was being returned with a poke on your stomach. Stephen only laughed when you scooted away from him a bit. Nevertheless, you scooted back after feeling he won't tickle you entirely.

"Anything for my dearest demon child."

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book-place · 2 years ago

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The Art of Remembering

Warnings: nwh spoilers, mention of character death, slight cursing, let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Stephen Strange x reader platonic, Peter Parker x reader platonic

*not my gif*

Summary: You were the only one that could cast the spell, but you refused to do so because you would lose your best friend

A/N: I started this a long time ago and only just added onto it- so it’s really bad writing for part of it

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

“No, no. Absolutely not.” You immediately shook your head, denying what Stephen had just asked you as you clenched your jaw and turned your head to the side.

He sighed, “Believe me, Y/n, I don’t want to make you do it anymore than you want to do it-“

“Then don’t.” You begged, looking at your mentor with pleading eyes.

“N/n,” Peter interrupted, “We need to do it.”

You quickly shook your head again, refusing to admit to the fact that he was right. That there was no other option, you were backed into a corner with your hands tied.

“Please.” The brunette boy pleaded softly, looking at you with wide, puppy dog eyes that you never could refuse.

You and Peter Parker had met as little kids when Aunt May had brought him to the same playground that your parents brought you to almost everyday after school when you were both six.

The two of you immediately clicked and spent every afternoon together until your guardians saw how well the two of you got along and agreed to let you guys hang out at other times as well.

And now, eleven years later, the two of you grew up as close as siblings and became one another’s best friend. Attached at the hip, inseparable from anything and everything.

Except for this.

Around the time that Peter became Spiderman, you were approached by someone named Stephen Strange, telling you that he’d seen the future and you would one day become the greatest sorcerer the world had ever known.

At first you were hesitant, but then he showed you what you could do, and he slowly earned your trust.

He took you under his wing and trained you in the ways of the mystic arts, teaching you everything he knew so that you could one day fulfill your destiny.

It had been a lot for fifteen year old you at the time, to have so much expected of you, and Peter supported and helped you through the whole thing like you did with him and his double life.

Now, with both of you being seventeen years old, he had just lost May and now multiverses were real and there were multiple Peter Parker’s in yours.

Needless to say, it had been a rough day.

You and all of the Peter’s had just cured all of the villains that had come through the portals into your world, but the other multiverses were opening up with nothing to stop them. Except for you.

Stephen and Peter had apparently come up with a solution, and hesitantly approached you about it.

Dr. Strange had to make the whole world forget who Peter Parker was. Including you.

Peter’s logic was that nobody else would get hurt because of who he was if they couldn’t remember, but you couldn’t wrap your head around the idea of not being able to know who your own best friend was anymore.

Tears began to fill your eyes as you ripped your gaze away from Peter and over to Strange, “Please, Stephen. Don’t do this.”

His answer shocked you, “I’m not.” But before you could sigh in relief, he continued, “You are.” His eyes bore into yours with more pity than you had ever seen from anybody.

Your breath hitched and your heart dropped to your stomach. You stared at him unbelievingly, “You really think that I would make myself forget my own best friend?” You let out a humorless laugh.

“You have to.” Stephen insisted, “This is magic far beyond my control, you’re the one who is destined to be the greatest sorcerer of all time- you’re the one who’s going to be sorcerer supreme.”

“Going to be.” You repeated, “I’m not right now.”

He ignored you and continued as if you hadn’t even spoken, “Besides, I need to hold them off.” He gestured to the sky where figures were beginning to form in the sky.

“But-“

Stephen cut you off as he looked to the sky in alarm, “There’s nothing more I can do here, Y/n.” Then he looked into your eyes for a moment, “You know what you must do… Make the right choice.”

He rushed off, leaving you and Peter alone.

You scoffed, “This is insane, Pete.”

He nodded slightly, “I know.” He whispered, he was looking down, refusing to meet your eyes.

“I’m not going to let myself forget you,” You insisted, almost desperately, crossing your arms over your body.

“I know,” He sounded so defeated as he looked up at you with tears pooling in his vision.

“Then why even ask this of me?” You whispered.

“Because it’s what has to be done.” He stated gently, as if he had already come to terms with the fact that you wouldn’t remember him, and was okay with it.

You flinched back, as if you had been struck and looked at him with betrayal filled eyes, “You know damn well that I can’t do this.” Your hands clenched to fists at your sides and you spoke through gritted teeth.

“N/n,” He slowly took a step towards you before putting his hands on your shoulders, “It’s okay.”

With that, you threw your arms around your best friend's neck and brought him into a tight hug. He hugged you back with the same urgency that you gave him, burying his face into your shoulder as he felt your body rake with sobs.

“Please don’t go,” You begged, voice coming out muffled through his fabric, “Please don’t leave me.”

“I will find you,” He promised, tightening his grip on you even more, “I’ll make you remember me.”

You pulled back with a small, threatening glare, “You better, or I swear to god, Parker, I will kill you myself.”

He let out a watery chuckle, squeezing your shoulder one last time, “I know you will.”

After one more longing look, you forced yourself to tear your eyes away from Peter Parker- the boy no one would remember- and began chanting the spell that would change the course of your life.

Peter watched you from afar with sad eyes, fighting with every bone in his body not to sprint over there and beg you to stop, because he knew this was the last time you would ever see him.

He ruined your life once, he wasn’t going to do it again. You deserved to focus on the mystic arts without having to worry about him or be pulled into any of his missions because he couldn’t handle it on his own.

He was going to let you go.

When the spell was complete, and you no longer stood before him, he finally let the tears flow from his eyes freely as he sunk to the ground with a gut wrenching sob.

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jackfrombaskinrobbins · 2 years ago

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adopting a pet with the avengers!

type of writing: headcanons / scenario

word count: 911

request: yes / no

original request: hello good fellow. can you do a headcanon set on adopting a pet with the avengers? thanks

dynamic: avengers x teen!reader (teenage avenger series)

characters: mainly tony stark, scott lang, reader, peter parker, harley keener, miles morales, and bruce banner!

a/n: bucky + alpine = fave duo ever. OK maybe natasha & liho too. and clint and lucky. there are so many good pets already in marvel (usually just comics tho smh) so i had some stuff to go off of. THANK YOU FOR THIS REQUEST i loved writing it <3

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you had been BEGGING tony to let you get another pet

bc a few of them already lived at the tower

lucky, liho, and alpine

but you wanted a dog.

not just any dog

specifically a puppy

and miles, peter & harley were on ur side

especially harley bc he rly wanted a dog

so one day when tony got rly tired of y’all asking him, he came up with an idea

“tell you what. how about you kids make a petition. if you can get a decent amount of signatures, i’ll consider getting you a puppy.”

and that was good with u!!

i mean u were all taking government class at midtown so this was gonna be easy

the first person you went to was scott

bc he’s scott, he wasn’t gonna have an issue with a puppy right

right?????

but when you asked him, he seemed kind of sad for some reason.

and when you asked him why?

“well, it’s just… i don’t want my ants to feel left out.”

“scott, i don’t think they would feel left out. you love those things more than anything!”

“yeah.. you’re right. ant-onio banderas won’t be mad right? or ant-ibacterial? oh, hopefully if they’re mad, it won’t be permen-ANT!!!”

you got the signature and left asap because once scott says one pun he takes like hours to figure out another

love him though

so next you went to clint

and he was more than happy to sign!!

bc ofc lucky would love a little friend

and natasha was there too

she was a little more hesitant bc liho is rly sweet but kinda skittish

but you convinced her because you told her how cute it would be if they loved each other & like you could get the cute stock photos of a dog & a cat together or something

thor was totally on board

because he’s thor ofc

and thor loves puppies

“y/n, this is so exciting! i remember when i got my first pet!! well, it turned out to be loki in disguise. it was still very exciting, though!!”

oh btw miles and peter signed

they were ur first signatures!!!!!!

next up was sam, bucky, and steve

and you and harley decided you needed a little extra push to convince them

so you made a powerpoint presentation.

and it was awesome

like you may have used every single available transition

twice

maybe three times each

like i said it was awesome

maybe a little excessive

but awesome!!!

steve kept making you go back a slide because he was taking notes

TAKING NOTES

what a nerd, am i right???

jk we love steve rogers in this house

anyways then they deliberated

and they made you and harley go stand outside the room

it literally felt like shark tank you guys

well not the standing outside while they decide but still

but they signed it yippee!!!!

bruce and wanda signed quickly too

especially bruce was really excited

i feel like he would totally be a dog person

like he prob had a puppy when he was young that he really loved

you even went over to the sanctum sanctorum to get stephen and wong to sign it!!!

and they did!!!

well wong did

and then he forged strange’s signature for you

wong supremacy fr

you were on a roll

you got aunt may to sign it. you got phil coulson to sign it (pretend he’s alive oml sry yall) you got maria hill to sign it.

hell, nick fury even signed it!!!!

so you took it back to tony

and he was like

“woah this is a lot more than i expected”

AND SO HE TOOK YOU TO GET A PUPPY!!

and y’all

you and peter, harley, and miles found the cutest one

a little german shepard

w like the floppy ears & stuff?

oml he was so cute

tony kept saying his named was tony jr

but you told him no

but he kept saying it

ok, live in ur fantasy world ig stark!!!!

jk love him

anyways you named him max!!!

bc yes!!!!

and you took him back to the tower

thor was really excited and max like totally loved him from the start fr

any time he liked ripped up the furniture or smth thor would just hold him with one hand and take him around

but he was happy so he was like wagging his tail and stuff

sam and bucky looked like they didn’t like the dog at first

but then alpine was like obsessed with it and so bucky had to like him

and max kept sitting on sam and licking him

and he was like “omg stop”

but he was laughing so you knew you were good

tony and bruce even built a little spot for max in the lab

and a bunch of like cool toys for him

max was the perfect dog for y’all bc like he loved everyone and everyone loved him

every night he slept in a new room & he loved to play

he ran with y’all too when you had to run so it was way more fun

suddenly dr strange was over at the tower a lot more…

he’s such a softie

and scott loved him too they were best friends

tony was just proud of himself for “teaching you to be good citizens”

HAHAHA

dw y’all he loved the dog too

just trust that max is the most spoiled dog EVER!!

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brunchable · 4 months ago

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We Can’t Be Friends || Doctor Strange x F!Reader.

Genre: Angst(?) || Song MV inspired

Pairings: Stephen Strange x F!Reader

Word Count: 5.2K

Quick Summary: Your relationship with Stephen Strange has been strained to the breaking point by his constant absences and mystical duties. Despite Stephen's attempts to mend your fractured bond, you decide to seek a more permanent solution.

A/N: Lisssteeen, this is not proof read lol. I haven't written in a while, I am feeling rusty so please be forgiving hehe. Every nice interactions are most valued <3

Stephen had been gone for a month for the third time, with no word, no warnings. You had spent countless nights worrying, wondering if he was safe, if he would ever return. And now, as the sparkle of the portal opened and caught your attention, Stephen stepped out, looking weary and worn from his latest mission.

You were waiting for him in the living room, feeling a mixture of anger and frustration, yet your expressions show otherwise. You had been rehearsing what you would say, but now that he was here, the words felt heavy on your tongue.

“You're back. Where in the seven hells have you been this time?” You began, your voice firm but calm, you had that motherly tone when a teen returns home from sneaking out.

“Seven hells pretty much sums it up… can we do this later? I just got back,” Stephen chuckled, rubbing his temples, the tone of your voice grating and adding up to his headache, “I’m exhausted.”

“No, I think we should address this, now,” You insisted, pointing to the ground for emphasis.

Stephen sighed, sensing the confrontation he so wanted to avoid. “Alright, I’m listening.”

You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. “Stephen, you’ve been gone for a month. No warnings, no pass the message from Wong. . . What is going on?”

“Y/N, you know what my responsibilities are. The world needs me. I can’t just ignore that,” Stephen said defensively.

“A heads up would be nice. Like how you were before. It feels like I’m nothing more than a distraction to you,” You shot back, your eyes narrowing.

Stephen’s expression hardened with irritation. “You knew what you were getting into from the start. My work–my duty is important. Do I need to explain myself every single time?”

“Why are you so defensive? Is it wrong of me to at least know where you are? So I don't worry all the time? At least still show me that I matter to you. Right now, it feels like you and your missions are all that matter,” you replied, rolling your eyes.

“This is ridiculous, Y/N. Clea and I are working to protect this world. It’s not like I’m off on a vacation. I’m trying to keep everyone safe, including you.”

It was impossible to overlook the single name that slipped from Stephen's lips. The air seemed to thicken even more with tension. Your face transformed dramatically; what had been a mask of frustration quickly crumbled, replaced by a deep, probing suspicion. Your eyes narrowed, searching Stephen's face for any hint of deceit, and your heart pounded in your chest, echoing the name that now hung heavily between you.

“Who’s Clea?” you asked, making sure to stress the name you didn't want to say, your voice tinged of disdain.

“Fuck,” Stephen muttered under his breath. A wave of regret washed over him as he realized he should have told you who he was teaming up with sooner. He wondered why he had left out such an important detail, knowing it would have made a difference in your reaction. . . or make it worse?

“Clea is from the dark dimension, I have caused an incursion in reality and I had to go with her and fix it, okay?” Stephen explained it for what it is. . . to him at least.

“So, you were with her every time you vanished without a trace?” you replied, your voice dripping with sarcasm and a barely concealed resentment that felt like a knife twist in your chest.

“Like I said, I had to fix the incursion I caused,” he responded, his tone distant, as if the gravity of his words could shield him from the emotional storm brewing between you.

You stared at him, not caring what he even meant by 'incursion'. Your mind was a whirlwind, fixated on the crushing weight of this new revelation, which felt like an earthquake shattering the foundation of everything you thought you knew.

The man who once made you feel safe and cherished now stood before you, a stranger entwined in secrets and sacrifices you couldn't begin to fathom.

Stephen ran a hand through his hair, clearly exasperated. “I don’t have time for this. If you can’t understand that my work is important, then maybe we do need to rethink this relationship.”

You were stunned into silence for a moment, the weight of his words hitting you like a physical blow. Your throat stings badly as you fight to prevent any tears from falling. “So, that’s it? You’re willing to throw everything away because I worry about you?”

“I’m not throwing anything away, Y/N. All I do is try to save the world. If you can’t see that, then maybe we need to reconsider,” Stephen replied coldly.

“Okay. . .so you find a new partner in crime and the first thing you could think of is to ‘reconsider’,” You nodded, a little laugh might've escaped from you and it triggered something in Stephen.

“Do you hear yourself? You’re acting like I’m choosing Clea over you. This isn’t some petty love triangle, Y/N. This is about life and death, about the safety of the entire world!” Stephen’s voice was now raised.

“Oh my god! Enough about saving the world already! You belong to the world! Alright, I get it! But don't expect me to be nonchalant when you've spent your time ‘saving the world’ with her. Meanwhile I rot in my apartment worried sick if you're even still alive because I only want to belong to you.” Your voice was sharp, cutting through the air, firmly jabbing his chest with your finger

Stephen clenched his fist tightly, the knuckles turning white, as he took a deliberate step closer. His presence loomed over you, casting a shadow that seemed to amplify the tension in the air, “You think it’s easy for me? You think I don’t miss you? I have responsibilities that go beyond us—"

“If you're thinking I am asking you to abandon your responsibilities, I am not. I didn’t think you’d understand me.” You replied, striving to maintain your composure under his unwavering presence and the intense gaze fixated on your face.

Stephen shook his head, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. “I never hid what my life was about, but you knew what signed up for when you said yes to me.”

“I did but I didn't sign up to be treated like an afterthought,” Y/N said, your voice softening slightly but still firm.

Stephen sighed and was silent for a moment, “So, what then? What do you want me to do? It is so hard to find balance with all this shit happening around us.”

“I don't know. . . whatever I may want, it'll be impossible for you to do,” You said, your voice resigned as you crossed your arms, a gesture of both self-protection and defiance.

Stephen’s eyes narrowed. “And what’s your solution? To just walk away?”

“That was your suggestion first, wasn't it?” You responded, a low, mirthless chuckle escaping your lips.

Stephen looked down, his silence speaking volumes. The decision crystallized in your mind. You turned away, grabbed your keys from the table, and headed toward the door, needing to cool off and get your head straight. The sound of the door closing behind you echoed through the Sanctum, a final punctuation to your heated exchange.

× × × × ×

You gripped the steering wheel tightly as you drove through the darkened streets of New York City. The familiar hum of the engine and the blur of passing lights did little to calm your racing heart. Your eyes were red from preventing a single tear to shed, but the tears came after being alone, blurring your vision and forcing you to blink them away repeatedly.

Your mind was a whirlwind of emotions—anger, sadness, confusion, and a deep, aching sense of betrayal. The argument with Stephen played on a relentless loop in your head, each word echoing with painful clarity.

"Maybe we do need to rethink this relationship."

"Maybe we shouldn’t be together."

You shook your head, trying to dispel the hurtful words, but they clung to you like a stubborn shadow. How did it come to this? How did your love, once so vibrant and full of promise, deteriorated into something so cold and distant?

Your thoughts drifted to the early days of your relationship. The way Stephen's eyes would light up when he saw you, the warmth of his touch, the way both of you would laugh and talk for hours about everything and nothing. You remembered the adventures you shared, the quiet moments of intimacy, and the feeling of safety and love that enveloped you whenever you were with him.

But those memories felt like they belonged to another life, another couple. Now, Stephen was always preoccupied, always focused on his missions with Clea. You couldn’t shake the feeling of being an afterthought, a secondary priority in his life. The loneliness you felt was suffocating, and tonight’s argument had only confirmed your deepest fears.

You pulled over to a quiet spot by the Hudson River, the soft glow of the city lights reflecting off the water. You turned off the engine and sat there in silence, the sound of your own breathing loud in the stillness of the night.

You leaned your head back against the seat and closed your eyes, taking a deep, shuddering breath. You felt a crushing weight on your chest, the sense of impending loss almost too much to bear. You loved Stephen with all your heart, but you couldn’t keep living like this—constantly feeling like you were competing for his attention, always coming second to his duties as a sorcerer.

A part of you understood the importance of Stephen's work. You admired his dedication, his unwavering commitment to protecting the world from mystical threats. But at the same time, you couldn’t ignore your own needs, your own desire for a partner who was present, who made you feel valued and loved.

The idea asking Wong to use the Runes of Kof-Kol had come to you in a moment of clarity during your drive. It was a drastic measure, but it felt like the only way to save yourself from the inevitable heartbreak of this deteriorating relationship. If you both forgot each other, if you became strangers once more, maybe then you could find peace.

You opened your eyes and gazed out at the river, the dark waters flowing steadily under the moonlit sky. You felt a strange sense of calm wash over you as you made your decision. It wouldn’t be easy, and it would hurt like hell, but it was the only way you could move forward without the constant pain of their fractured love.

As you started the car and drove back towards the Sanctum, you knew what you had to do, and you hoped that in forgetting, you could both find a way to heal. The city lights blurred once more as fresh tears welled up in your eyes, but this time, they were tears of acceptance. You were ready to let go, ready to find yourself again, even if it meant losing the man you had loved with all your heart.

× × × ×

After driving aimlessly for hours, you finally pull up in front of the Sanctum Sanctorum. The building looms before you, its ancient architecture shrouded in an almost foreboding silence. You sit in the car for a few moments, gathering your strength, knowing the decision you have made is final. The city is quieter now, the hustle and bustle having died down to a gentle hum in the background.

You take a deep breath and step out of the car, your legs feeling like lead. You walk up to the front door and pause for a moment, your hand resting on the cold brass handle. Memories of happier times flash before your eyes—moments of laughter, love, and a bond that once felt unbreakable. But those memories are now overshadowed by the reality of your fractured relationship.

Pushing the door open, you step inside. The familiar scent of incense and ancient books fills your nostrils, but instead of comfort, it brings a pang of sadness. The Sanctum feels emptier than ever, a reflection of the void that has grown between you and Stephen.

As you walk into the living room, you see Stephen sitting on the couch, his head in his hands. He looks up as you enter, his eyes filled with the weariness which mirrors your own.

“Y/N, you're back,” Stephen says softly, standing up. “I was worried about you.”

You nod, your face devoid of emotion. “I needed some time to think.”

Stephen takes a few careful steps, “I know I haven’t been around much. And I know tonight's argument was... I didn’t handle it well. I’m sorry for that.”

You feel a flicker of acknowledgment at his words, you look into his eyes, the eyes you once found so much solace in, and feel a deep sense of finality, “I need to see Wong,” you say, your voice steady and cold, “Is he here?”

Stephen steps closer, his gaze searching your face for any hint of what you might be feeling. “Are you okay now? About earlier. . .”

“I'm fine, Stephen. Really,” you say with a forced smile. “I just need to speak to Wong.”

“Wong? Sure, I'll summon him for you.” Stephen's eyes narrow slightly, sensing something is off. He didn’t think he’d get out of trouble that easily.

A few moments later, Wong enters the room, his expression pondering about what you might need him for. “Y/N, Stephen said you wanted to speak with me. What’s going on?”

You took a deep breath and glanced at Stephen who remained curious about why you needed Wong.

“Are we able to chat somewhere private?” You asked, your eyes flickering towards Stephen which Wong took notice of.

Wong turned his head towards Stephen and then you, “Of course. Follow me.” He headed towards the door to Kamar-Taj.

He led you to the empty library, ensuring no one else was around, and gestured for you to sit across the table from him.

“How can I help?” He asked.

“I hope this isn't too much to ask. . . but can you please cast the Runes of Kof-Kol on me?”

Wong's expression shifts to one of alarm. “The Runes of Kof-Kol? Those spells are dangerous, Y/N. What could possibly make you consider using them?”

You explained the situation, trying your best to keep your voice from breaking, “Stephen and I... we’re not working anymore. It’s too painful. I need to forget him. I want to move on quickly. I don't want to spend months wallowing in heartbreak.”

Wong listens quietly, his expression softening with understanding. “I see. But you know the risks, don’t you? The Runes of Kof-Kol only erases memories, not feelings.”

“I know,” you say firmly.

Wong nods slowly, his gaze thoughtful. “I understand your pain, Y/N. But this is a decision that cannot be undone. I urge you to think about it very carefully. Take some time to reflect on whether this is truly what you want.”

You shake your head, your decision unwavering. “I've already thought about it, Wong. I’ve thought about nothing else. This is what needs to be done.”

Wong sighs, his expression resigned yet compassionate. “Still, I urge you to give it a few more days. I suggest you stay here at Kamar-Taj. Meditate, reflect, and if you still feel the same, we will discuss it again.”

You nod slowly, appreciating his concern. “Alright. I’ll stay and think about it.”

× × × × ×

After you left the library, Wong stood silently, his thoughts troubled by your request. He knew the depth of the pain you were feeling, but the Runes of Kof-Kol were not to be taken lightly. As he pondered the situation, he sensed a presence lingering near the bookshelves. Turning his head slightly, he caught sight of Stephen, partially hidden in the shadows, clearly eavesdropping.

“Strange,” Wong called out, his tone firm but not unkind. “You can come out. I know you've been listening.”

Stephen stepped out, a mixture of guilt and concern etched on his face. “I didn't mean to intrude. I just… needed to know what she was thinking.”

Wong crossed his arms, looking at Stephen with a mixture of disappointment and empathy. “You heard what she said. She's feeling hurt. . . more than I think you realize.”

Stephen sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair. “I know. I know I've been neglecting her, but my responsibilities... the missions... They demand so much of me. I never wanted her to feel like this.”

Wong nodded, his expression softening slightly. “Your duties are important, Stephen. But so are your personal relationships. Y/N came to you because she believed in you, trusted you. But right now, she feels like she's lost in your shadow.”

Stephen's eyes glistened with unshed tears, a rare display of vulnerability. “I don't know what to do. I don't want to lose her, but I also can't abandon my duties.”

Wong walked over to Stephen, placing a hand on his shoulder. “The balance between your responsibilities and personal life is delicate, but not impossible to achieve. You need to make her feel valued and prioritize your time better. She asked about the Runes of Kof-Kol, so she's considering erasing her memories of you. Right now, though, she needs space to think.”

Stephen's breath hitched, the gravity of Wong's words hitting him hard. “She wants to forget me completely.”

Wong nodded solemnly. “She believes it's the only way to move on from the pain. I advised her to stay here for a few days, to meditate and reflect before making such a drastic decision.”

“I can't let her do this. I need to talk to her, to make her understand that I can change, that I can be better.” Stephen closed his eyes, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. He was about to walk away to find you but Wong stopped him.

“Right now, she needs time. Barging in and trying to convince her otherwise might only push her further away. Give her the space she asked for. If she decides to go through with it, we'll deal with it then. But for now, respect her wishes.” Wong shook his head gently.

Stephen glanced in your direction with a sigh, shrugged off Wong's hand, and returned to the New York Sanctum. That night, sleep eluded him despite his restless tossing and turning. No position felt comfortable, not when your scent lingered on his pillowcases.

Anxiety ate him up, twisting his stomach into knots as he replayed the argument repeatedly in his mind. Each harsh word and dismissive gesture haunted him, intensifying his regret.

He had always prided himself on his composure and control, but now he felt them slipping away. The weight of his mistakes pressed heavily on his chest, making it difficult to breathe.

“I should have been more understanding, I should have put myself in her shoes,” he thought, his mind consumed by remorse.

The thought of your hurt expression cut him deeply, more than any physical pain he had ever endured. He realized how much he valued your presence, your support, and the warmth you brought into his life. The fear of losing you was a constant ache, gnawing at the edges of his consciousness.

He was ashamed of how he had dismissed your feelings, how he had let his pride overshadow the love and respect he had for you.

Desperation clawed at him as he searched for a way to make things right, to prove that he could be the partner you deserved. In the silence of the night, he vowed to himself that he would do better, that he would learn from his mistakes and show you how much you meant to him. That is if it’s not too late.

× × × × ×

Two days later, the peaceful atmosphere of Kamar-Taj had failed to ease the unrest in your heart. Despite your attempts at meditation and introspection, the serenity of the surroundings could not calm the storm of emotions within you. Your resolve remains the same. You knew what needed to be done, and it was time to inform Wong of your decision.

You found Wong in the courtyard, meticulously tending to a small garden. The scent of blooming flowers mixed with the crisp mountain air, creating a serene environment that contrasted sharply with your inner conflict.

“Wong,” you called softly, approaching him.

Wong looked up from his work, his expression calm but observant. “Y/N, have you made your decision?”

You nodded, taking a deep breath. “I have. I still want to use the Runes of Kof-Kol.”

Wong sighed, setting aside his tools. “I was hoping you might reconsider, but I respect your decision. . .” he trailed off, noticing Stephen walk towards you, “Give me a moment? I'll back.”

As Wong turned to leave, Stephen entered the courtyard with his presence of authority. He had been waiting for this moment, fully aware that your decision was imminent.

With careful, deliberate steps, he approached you. The air was thick with unspoken emotions, and each passing second felt like an eternity as he stood there gathering the right words to say.

“Y/N,” Stephen began, his voice calm but carrying a hint of vulnerability, his eyes intensely scanning your face for any hint of doubt or hesitation. “Is this truly what you want?”

You jumped slightly, startled by his sudden appearance behind you. “Stephen,” you exclaimed, “What are you doing here?”

“I came to—I just wanted to apologize... that it has led to this. I was wrong…” Stephen began, but his voice seemed to fade into the background as you stared at his face intently, trying to memorize every detail.

As Stephen spoke, the reality of the moment hit you hard. You felt an overwhelming need to imprint his features in your memory: the way his brow furrowed with concern, the earnestness in his eyes, and the subtle lines that hinted at the weight he carried.

Time seemed to slow down, and every second stretched into an eternity. You noticed the slight quiver of his lips, the way his hair framed his face, and even the small scar on his cheek that you had always found endearing.

Your heart ached with the knowledge that this might be the last time you saw him like this, so close and vulnerable. Each detail became precious, a fragment of a moment you desperately wanted to hold onto.

The intensity of your emotions made it hard to breathe, and you felt a lump forming in your throat. Even though Stephen's voice was a distant echo, the look in his eyes told you everything—you were both struggling with the same pain, the pain of letting this story die.

“. . . I love you, Y/N—but if this will save you from the hurt I’ve caused you then so be it. I will cast the spell on you.”

You were taken aback, surprise flickering across your face. “You would do that?”

Stephen stepped closer, his eyes earnest. “Yes. If this is what it takes for you to find peace, then I’ll do it.”

Stephen leads you back in the New York Sanctum, heading towards the ritual chamber in the Undercroft. Each step you took echoed with the weight of what was about to happen. Stephen’s mind was a whirlwind of memories and emotions.

He glanced at you walking beside him, your face a mask of calm determination. Opposite to the storm he knew must be raging inside you. He wished he could reach out, take your hand, and pull you back from the edge of this irreversible decision. But he knew he had no right to, not after everything.

As you descended the final set of steps into the Undercroft, Stephen’s heart ached with regret. He had always prided himself on his ability to solve problems, to find solutions where others saw only obstacles. But here, in this most personal of battles, he had failed. He had failed to protect what mattered most.

Every step felt heavier than the last. Stephen’s mind raced with unspoken words, a torrent of emotions he struggled to contain.

He remembered the early days of your relationship, the way your laughter had filled the Sanctum with warmth, the quiet moments of understanding, and shared dreams. Those memories now felt like shards of glass, cutting into him with each step he took.

He glanced at you again, your determined stride a painful reminder of the distance that had grown between you. He wanted to tell you how much he loved you, how sorry he was for every time he had put his duties before you, for every missed moment, every broken promise. But he knew that words would not change the course you had set for yourself. Actions had spoken louder, and they had driven you to this point.

You reached the entrance to the ritual chamber, Stephen paused, taking a deep breath. The room beyond was prepared, the symbols drawn, the components ready. It was a place of power, of ancient magic, but today it felt like a tomb for the love you had shared.

“Y/N,” Stephen began, his voice soft but heavy with regret. “I want you to know that this isn’t easy for me. I never wanted to hurt you. If I could turn back time and make different choices, I would. But I respect your decision. I hope you find the peace you’re looking for.”

You looked at him with eyes glistening of unshed tears, “Thank you, Stephen. . . I hope you find happiness, I really do.”

With that, you stepped into the center of the circle, and Stephen moved to the edge, his heart pounding in his chest. He began to chant the incantation, his voice strong and unwavering despite the storm of emotions inside him. The symbols around you began to glow, the magic swirling in the air like a tangible presence. You felt a strange sensation, a mix of warmth and cold as the spell took hold.

As Stephen chanted, your mind drifted to the memories you were about to lose. The first time you met flashed vividly in your mind—the way Stephen had looked at you with those piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through you. You remembered feeling an instant connection, a spark that ignited something deep within you. You had been fascinated by his intellect, his confidence, and the way he carried himself with such purpose.

The mornings you woke up wrapped in each other’s arms, sunlight streaming through the curtains, casting a warm glow on your intertwined bodies. The way he would brush a strand of hair from your face and kiss your forehead, making you feel like the most cherished person in the world. You remembered the laughter, the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled, the sound of his voice when he whispered sweet nothings into your ear.

As the incantation reached its peak, a bright light enveloped you, and you felt a sudden rush of memories and emotions being pulled away. The love, the pain, the shared moments—all of it faded into a distant, forgotten dream. Your vision blurred, the light intensifying until it was all-consuming.

Then, everything went dark. You felt your knees give way, the world tilting as you lost consciousness. The last thing you heard was Stephen’s voice, calling your name out of concern as you slipped into oblivion.

When you finally stirred, you found yourself lying on the familiar softness of your own bed, the morning light filtering through the curtains. The familiar hum of the city outside your window grounded you, your arms reaching on the other side of the bed and it was empty. You shook it off, chuckling to yourself.

You sat up slowly, looking around your apartment. Everything was in its place—the books on the shelf, the photos on the wall—now mostly of you by yourself, the cozy blanket draped over the armchair. Nothing out of the ordinary and yet you feel disorientated.

You made yourself a cup of tea, the warm liquid offering a small comfort. As you sipped it, you stared out of the window at the bustling city below. The people, the cars, the rhythm of daily life—it all seemed so normal, so unremarkable. Yet, there was an inexplicable void within you, a sadness that lingered just beneath the surface but you try not to dwell on it.

Days turned into weeks, and while the feeling of emptiness persisted, you found ways to move on. You immersed yourself in work, reconnected with old friends, and took up new hobbies. Slowly, you began to carve out a new life for yourself, one that was no longer defined by the shadows of forgotten memories.

× × × × ×

Stephen sat alone in the Sanctum Sanctorum's library, the flickering candlelight casting long shadows on the ancient tomes that lined the walls. The room, once a place of solace and knowledge, now felt suffocatingly empty. He absentmindedly traced the spine of a book he had read countless times, but the words blurred together, unable to hold his attention. His mind was elsewhere, lost in thoughts of you.

He stood up and walked to the window, looking out over the city. The lights twinkled in the distance, a stark contrast to the darkness he felt inside. He remembered how you used to stand there with him, your hand in his, both of you silently watching the world below. Those moments had been a rare reprieve from his responsibilities, a time when he could just be Stephen, not the Master of the New York Sanctum.

The silence of the Sanctum was interrupted only by the distant hum of the city's nightlife, but it felt louder than ever. Every corner of the room seemed to echo with memories of you—the laughter you shared, the quiet conversations late into the night, the way you used to tease him about his incessant need to organize his magical artifacts. Now, those echoes were all he had left, but he guesses that he at least deserved to go through this heartbreak alone.

Wong quietly stood with him, the silence heavy between them. After a moment, he cleared his throat, “Keeping yourself busy?”

Stephen nodded, his response short and clipped. “Yep.”

“She did brighten up the place, didn't she?” Wong glanced around the room, taking in the emptiness that seemed more pronounced now.

Stephen's eyes followed Wong's gaze, a hint of a sad smile touching his lips. “Yep.”

Wong shifted slightly, turning his head to look at Stephen with curiosity and concern. "So, what's next for you?"

Stephen sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly as he contemplated the question. The thought of waiting was both a comfort and a torment, a reminder of what he had lost and what he still yearned for.

“I don't know... Wait for her, I guess. Wait until our paths cross again, wait until she loves me again.”

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╰┈➤ ❝ masterlist;

FANDOMS I WRITE FOR;

- Teen wolf

- Marvel Cinematic Universe

- Supernatural

- The Walking Dead (AMC)

- Merlin (BBC)

- Stranger things

- Dune

- Game of Thrones

- F.R.I.E.N.D.S

- The Maze Runner

- Lord of The Rings

- The Hobbit

- Harry Potter

- Brooklyn Nine-Nine

- IT

- Diary of a Wimpy Kid

- Dead Poet's Society

- Shameless

- Handsome Devil

- The Black Phone

- Sweet Home

- Arcane

- Spider-man Universe

- The Goldfinch

- The Last of Us

- The Beekeeper

- Weak Hero Class 1

- Bad and Crazy

ANIMES;

- Demon Slayer

- My Hero Academia

(the anime list will get updated as long as I continue watching anime.)

Characters I will to write for;

Teen wolf:

- Stiles Stilinski

Stiles Stilinski x top!m!reader (smut)

- Scott McCall

none yet..

- Derek Hale

none yet..

- Allison Argent

none yet..

- Lydia Martin

none yet..

- Isaac Lahey

none yet..

- Jackson Whittemore

none yet..

- Peter Hale

none yet..

- Malia Tate

none yet..

- Kira Yukimura

none yet..

- Liam Dunbar

none yet..

- Theo Raeken

none yet..

- Jordan Parrish

none yet..

- Erica Reyes

none yet..

- Ethan Steiner

none yet..

- Aiden Steiner

none yet..

- Christopher Argent

none yet..

- Mason Hewitt

none yet..

- Danny Mahealani

none yet..

Marvel Cinematic Universe:

- Tony Stark

none yet..

- Peter Parker

none yet..

- Bruce Banners

none yet..

- Thor Odinson

none yet..

- Loki Laufeyson

none yet..

- Steve Rogers

none yet..

- Natasha Romanoff

none yet..

- Stephen Strange

none yet..

- Wanda Maximoff

none yet..

- Clint Barton

none yet..

- Bucky Barnes

none yet..

- Carol Danvers

none yet..

- Shuri

none yet..

- Sam Wilson

none yet..

- Okoye

none yet..

- Wade Wilson

none yet..

- Pietro Maximoff

none yet..

- Vision

none yet..

- Yelena Belova

none yet..

- Peter Quill

none yet..

- Gamora

none yet..

- Nebula

none yet..

- Matt Murdock

none yet..

- Frank Castle

none yet..

- Xu Shang-chi

none yet..

- Eddie Brock

none yet..

Supernatural:

- Dean Winchester

'What a perv.' Dean x top!m!reader (smut)

- Sam Winchester

none yet..

- Castiel

none yet..

ALL; SUPERNATURAL HEADCANONS (NSFW)

(I have little knowledge of supernatural.)

The Walking Dead:

- Rick Grimes

none yet..

- Carl Grimes

none yet..

- Michonne

none yet..

- Negan

none yet..

- Daryl Dixon

male reader x daryl dixon (smut)

- Eugene

none yet..

- Rosita Espinosa

none yet..

- Maggie Greene

none yet..

- Glenn Rhee

none yet..

- Carol Peletier

none yet..

- Andrea

none yet..

- Gabriel Stokes

none yet..

- Dwight

none yet..

- Simon

none yet..

Merlin:

- Merlin

none yet..

- Arthur Pendragon

none yet..

- Morgana Pendragon

none yet..

- Guinevere

none yet..

- Lancelot

none yet..

- Mordred

none yet..

- Gwaine

none yet..

- Percival

none yet..

- Elyan

none yet..

- Leon

none yet..

Strangers things:

- Mike Wheeler

none yet..

- Nancy Wheeler

none yet..

- Will Byers

none yet..

- Jonathan Byers

none yet..

- Joyce Byers

none yet..

- Jim Hopper

none yet..

- Jane 'Eleven' Hopper

none yet..

- Lucas Sinclair

none yet..

- Dustin Henderson

none yet..

- Steve Harrington

none yet..

- Maxine Mayfield

none yet..

- Billy Hargrove

none yet..

- Dmitri 'Enzo' Antonov

none yet..

- Eddie Munson

none yet..

- Henry Creel

none yet..

- Robin Buckley

none yet..

Dune:

ALL; stranger things headcanons.. pt 1.

- Paul Atreides

none yet..

- Leto Atreides

none yet..

- Chani

none yet..

- Feyd-Rautha

none yet..

- Duncan Idaho

none yet..

- Stilgar

none yet..

Game of Thrones:

- Ned Stark

none yet..

- Catelyn Stark

none yet..

- Robb Stark

none yet..

- Jon Snow

none yet..

- Theon Greyjoy

none yet..

- Sansa Stark

none yet..

- Arya Stark

none yet..

- Tywin Lannister

none yet..

- Jaime Lannister

none yet..

- Cersei Lannister

none yet..

- Tyrion Lannister

none yet..

- Tommen Baratheon

none yet..

- Joffrey Baratheon

none yet..

- Daenerys Targaryen

none yet..

- Jorah Mormont

none yet..

- Sandor Clegane

none yet..

- Samwell Tarly

none yet..

- Margaery Tyrell

none yet..

- Tormund Giantsbane

none yet..

- Brienne of Tarth

none yet..

- Podrick

none yet..

- Ramsay Bolton

none yet..

- Jaqen H'ghar

none yet..

- Grey Worm

none yet..

F.R.I.E.N.D.S:

- Rachel Greene

none yet..

- Phoebe Buffay

none yet..

- Monica Geller

none yet..

- Ross Geller

none yet..

- Chandler Bing

none yet..

- Joey Tribbiani

Joey Tribbiani dating headcanons (SFW+NSFW)

The Maze Runner:

- Thomas

none yet..

- Newt

none yet..

- Minho

none yet..

- Gally

none yet..

- Frypan

none yet..

- Aris

none yet..

- Janson

none yet..

Lord of The Rings:

- Frodo Baggins

none yet..

- Samwise Gamgee

none yet..

- Pippin Took

none yet..

- Merry Brandybuck

none yet..

- Aragorn

none yet..

- Legolas

none yet..

- Boromir

none yet..

- Faramir

none yet..

- Galadriel

none yet..

- Arwen

none yet..

- Éowyn

none yet..

- Éomer

none yet..

The Hobbit:

- Bilbo Baggins

none yet..

- Thorin Oakenshield

none yet..

- Kili Durin

none yet..

- Fili Durin

none yet..

- Tauriel

none yet..

- King Thranduil

none yet..

- Elrond

none yet..

Harry Potter:

- Harry Potter

none yet..

- Hermione Granger

none yet..

- Ron Weasley

none yet..

- Fred Weasley

none yet..

- George Weasley

none yet..

- Draco Malfoy

none yet..

- Blaise Zabini

none yet..

- Oliver Wood

none yet..

- Seamus Finnigan

none yet..

- Luna Lovegood

none yet..

- Neville Longbottom

none yet..

- Dean Thomas

none yet..

- Severus Snape

none yet..

- Sirius Black

none yet..

- Regulus Black

none yet..

- Remus Lupin

none yet..

- James Potter

none yet..

- Lily Potter

none yet..

- Bill Weasley

none yet..

- Bellatrix Lestrange

none yet..

- Cedric Diggory

none yet..

- Lucius Malfoy

none yet..

- Narcissa Malfoy

none yet..

Brooklyn Nine-Nine:

- Jake Peralta

none yet..

- Amy Santiago

none yet..

- Charles Boyle

none yet..

- Gina Linetti

none yet..

- Rosa Diaz

none yet..

- Terry Jeffords

none yet..

- Ray Holt

none yet..

IT:

- Richie Tozier

none yet..

- Eddie Kaspbrak

none yet..

- Beverly Marsh

none yet..

- Bill Denbrough

none yet..

- Stanley Uris

none yet..

- Ben Hanscom

none yet..

- Mike Hanlon

none yet..

- Henry Bowers

none yet..

- Patrick Hockstetter

none yet..

Diary of a wimpy kid:

- Greg Heffley

none yet..

- Rodrick Heffley

none yet..

Dead Poet's Society:

- Neil Perry

none yet..

- Todd Anderson

none yet..

- Charlie Dalton

none yet..

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Shameless:

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Handsome Devil:

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The Black Phone:

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Sweet home:

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Arcane:

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Spider-Man Universe:

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The Goldfinch:

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The Last of Us:

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The Beekeeper:

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Weak Hero Class 1:

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Bad and Crazy:

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HASHIRA; hashira headcanons, pt.1 (angst)

My Hero Academia:

- Izuku Midoriya

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- Katsuki Bakugou

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- Shoto Todoroki

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adding anime back cause I watched demon slayer,,, :3

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nickeverdeen · 5 months ago

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can I request something for doctor strange pls? It's not romantic, it's just platonic)

So, the imagine would have two scenes, and there's years gap between the scenes. So, in the first, fem!reader is a kid (eleven or twelve) and she's in the same store as stephen. He's still a doctor in this one, so he's in his arrogant era. She's in the cashier trying to buy a box with special crayons but it's more expensive that she thought, so stephen buys it for her (he's rich, it's not a big deal for him.) but he's not all smiles kindness when she thanks him, and says he only did that so she could get out of the line and let him pay for his stuff, a detail she will remember for a long time.

In the second scene, they get to reunite when peter needs to ask him for a favor and brings his friend (now in her late teen years) reader. They recognize each other immediatly, and while reader says (when they have privacy from peter for a bit) she still has those crayons and tells him she will go to art college, stephen feels a little akward because he recognizes he could have been nicer by that time.

From Crayons to Canvases | Doctor Strange x platonic fem!reader

Warnings: None

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The bustling sound of the store filled the air as eleven-year-old Y/N stood at the cashier, clutching a box of special crayons. Your eyes sparkled with excitement, but your face fell when you saw the total on the register. You fumbled through your small purse that you got for your birthday, your fingers counting the coins you had carefully saved up.

“I-I’m sorry, I don’t have enough,” you mumbled, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Behind you, a tall man in an expensive suit sighed impatiently. His sharp, authoritative demeanor made him stand out, and his frustration was palpable as he checked his watch repeatedly. This was Dr. Stephen Strange, renowned surgeon, known as much for his arrogance as his skill.

The cashier, a kind elderly woman, smiled sympathetically at you. “Maybe you can come back another time, dear.”

Your heart sank. You had been looking forward to these crayons for weeks. As you turned to leave, Dr. Strange stepped forward, pulling out his sleek, black wallet. “How much is it?” he asked brusquely.

The cashier told him the amount, and with a roll of his eyes, Strange handed over the money. “Here. Just get out of the way,” he said, his tone lacking any warmth.

Your eyes widened in surprise. “Thank you, sir!” You said earnestly, your gratitude shining through despite his cold demeanor and the small feeling of hurt and saddness in your chest.

“Yeah, yeah,” Strange muttered, waving his hand dismissively. “Just move, kid, so I can pay for my stuff.”

You quickly moved aside, clutching your prized crayons to your chest. You glanced back at Strange, his face a mask of indifference, and felt a mix of awe and confusion. Despite his harsh words, he had done something kind for you, a detail you would remember for a long time.

As Strange paid for his items, your mind was abuzz with thoughts. You wondered why someone so seemingly cold and arrogant would help you. With one last look at him, you exited the store, the special crayons in hand and hurried home to tell your mom, unaware that this fleeting encounter would stay with you for years to come.

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The Sanctum Sanctorum was a place of mystique and wonder, filled with artifacts from across the dimensions. Peter Parker, the young and energetic Spider-Man, had come seeking help from Stephen Strange. Beside him was his friend, Y/N, now in her late teens. You looked around the grandiose building with wide eyes, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement.

“Whoa, this place is incredible,” Peter whispered to you as you both walked through the echoing halls.

“Yeah, it’s… it’s something,” you replied, your thoughts drifting to the last time you had seen Strange. You wondered if he would remember you after all these years.

As you and Peter approached the main room, Strange appeared, his cape billowing slightly as he moved. His face, though older and marked by the experiences of a sorcerer, still bore that same authoritative expression.

“Peter” Strange greeted, his tone both curious and wary. “To what do I owe this pleasure?”

“Sir, I’m so sorry for wasting your time, but we need your help,” Peter began, launching into an explanation about the recent chaos involving the multiverse. You stood quietly by his side, studying Strange’s face, searching for any sign of recognition.

Strange listened intently, his eyes occasionally flicking to you. There was something familiar about you, a spark of memory that tugged at the edges of his mind. As Peter finished, Strange nodded, turning his attention fully to you.

“And you are, young lady?” he asked, his voice softer than Peter expected.

“I’m Y/N,” you said, offering a small smile. “We… we’ve actually met before, a long time ago.”

Strange’s brows furrowed in thought. “Met before?” he repeated, scanning your face. Suddenly, a memory from years past surfaced – a little girl at a store, struggling to buy a box of crayons. His eyes widened slightly. “The crayons,” he murmured.

Your smile grew. “Yes, the crayons. You bought them for me when I didn’t have enough money.”

Peter looked between you two, confused. “Wait, you guys know each other?”

You nodded. “Sort of. He hepled me out in a shop”

Strange cleared his throat, feeling a rare moment of awkwardness. “Right, I remember now. That was… quite some time ago.”

Peter was sent off on a task by Strange, and the Sorcerer Supreme led you to a quieter room. “I must admit,” Strange said, “I didn’t expect to see you again. How have you been?”

“I’ve been good,” you replied, your voice warm. “Actually, I still have those crayons. They meant a lot to me, more than you probably realized.”

Strange felt a pang of guilt and awkwardness. “I’m glad to hear that. I could have been… nicer, back then.”

You chuckled softly. “You were in a hurry, I get it. But that small act of kindness made a big difference to me. It inspired me, in a way.”

“Inspired you?” Strange echoed, genuinely curious.

“Yeah. I’m going to art college now,” you said, your eyes shining with excitement. “I’ve always loved drawing, and those crayons… they were the start of it all.”

Strange felt a rare smile tug at his lips. “That’s wonderful to hear. I’m sorry if I came off as rude back then. I’ve learned a lot since those days.”

You nodded. “It’s okay. We all have our moments. I’m just glad I got to thank you properly.”

As you continued to talk, Strange felt an unexpected warmth. It was rare for him to reflect on his past, especially the time before he became a sorcerer. Your presence was a reminder of his humanity, a link to a simpler time.

Peter returned, and Strange turned his attention back to the task at hand, but now with a renewed sense of purpose. The encounter with you had shifted something within him, reminding him that even the smallest acts of kindness could leave a lasting impact. As you prepared to face the challenges ahead, Strange couldn’t help but feel a sense of fatherly connection to the young woman who had grown into an inspiring artist, all because of a box of crayons and a brief moment of generosity.

#request #imagine #mcu #doctor strange #doctor strange x reader #mcu peter parker #peter parker #doctor strange mcu #peter parker x reader

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fandomimaginewasteland · 17 days ago

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Who and What I Do Picture Imagines and x reader Fanfiction For

List updated as of: 11/05/24!

💗 - My Favorite Characters & Fandoms To Do Picture Imagines & Write For

✒️ - Who I will eventually for sure write fanfiction for

Picture Imatine Request status: OPEN

x reader fanfiction request status: CLOSED *TBD*

American Horror Story:

Jimmy Darling | Kit Walker | Kyle Spencer | Tate Langdon

Angels of Death: 💗

Zack Foster 💗✒️

Assassination Classroom:

Attack On Titan: 💗

Avatar: The Last Airbender & The Legend of Korra: 💗

Chronicles of Narnia:

Caspian | Edmund Pevensie | Peter Pevensie

DCAU:

Dick Grayson (Young Justice & OG Teen Titans)

DCU:

Barry Allen | Bruce Wayne | Clark Kent

Death Note: 💗

Light Yagami 💗✒️ | L Lawliet | Mello

Demon Slayer: 💗

Disney:

And other various Disney characters

Dragon Ball Z Kai/Super: 💗

Divergent:

Eric | Four/Tobias Eaton

Fairy Tail: 💗

Fantastic Beasts & Where To Find Them:

Credance Barebone | Newt Scamander 💗✒️

Glee:

Noah Puckerman

Harry Potter: 💗

How To Train Your Dragon:

Hiccup Haddock

Hunger Games:

Cato Hadley | Gale Hawthorne | Peeta Mellark

Inkheart:

Dustfinger

Into The Woods:

The Prince (Cinderella) | The Prince (Repunzel's Prince)

InuYasha:

Inuyasha 💗✒️ | Koga | Miroku 💗✒️ | Sesshomaru 💗✒️

Jujutsu Kaisen: 💗

Jurassic Park & Jurassic World Universe:

Lord of The Rings/The Hobbit:

Aragorn | Bard | Legolas Greenleaf 💗✒️ | Thorin Oakenshield

Marvel:

Marvel Actors:

Tom Hiddleston

Maze Runner:

Gally | Newt 💗✒️ | Thomas

My Hero Academia: 💗

Naruto/Naruto Shippuden: 💗

Night at The Museum:

Ahkmenrah

Once Upon A Time:

Killian Jones

Ouran High School Host Club:

Pride, Predjudice & Zombies:

Mr. Darcy

Rise of The Guardians:

Jack Frost 💗

Supernatural:

Dean Winchester | Sam Winchester

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtlles *2012 Series & Bayverse Movies!* 💗

Casey Jones | Donatello | Leonardo | Michelangelo | Raphael 💗✒️

The Walking Dead: 💗

Tokyo Ghoul: 💗

Twilight:

Edward Cullen | Jacob Black

Yuri On Ice!!!:

Viktor Nikiforov 💗✒️ | Yuuri Katsuki | Yuri Plisetsky (Yurio) 💗✒️

#q #character list #fandom list #fandom.imagine.wasteland #fanfic #fanfiction #writeblr #writers on tumblr #creative writing

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arkytiorwrites · 2 years ago

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How the Avengers Would React…

To You Hiding and Injury, No Matter How Small

616 Stephen Strange x Reader

You and Stephen had been squirreled away in the Kamar Taj library for two weeks, doing everything in your considerable power to find a way to reverse the memory spell Stephen had cast for Spiderman. Stephen had been fine with leaving it be but you insisted that at least he, Mrs. Stark, young Morgan Stark, Happy Hogan, and a pair of teens named MJ and Ned remember evenething about New York's webslinger.

"OW! Mother trucker that hurts more than a buttcheek on a stick!” you swore from behind your wall of stacked books.

"What is it?” Stephen demanded, standing and using the Clock of Levitation to get around the books and hover anxiously at your side. ”What's wrong?"

"Paper cut. I'd take being stabbed over one of these little fuckers any day,” you grumbled as you squeezed the wound to your right finger to stem the bleeding.

"Haven’t they suffered enough?" the older sorcerer hissed as he glared balefully at the tome currently resting on your lap.

"Stephen, seriously. Take a chill pill, it's a papercut. I've had worse,” the you snorted as you pulled a Band-Aid from a pocket dimension and wrapped the offending cut.

"That doesn't mean you should suffer at all,” he argued back, carefully taking your hands and checking them over for any wounds you might have missed as he sat beside her.

"Ma cheri, it's sweet of you to worry, but you can't protect me from the world," you chided, slipping your hands from his shaky grasp to gently hold his face, the scratch of his beard tickling your palms.

"I can damn well try," he fired heatedly.

Cocking your head curiously to the side, you becan to get the feeling that there was a deeper problem behind the Master of the New York Sanctum's worry and over-protectiveness.

"Stephen, babe, you never worried this much before 2014 Thanos and the Snap. What's really goin' on, sweetheart?”

The former neurosurgeon remaind silent and stubbornly stared at his boots.

"Stephen? Come on, baby. I can't help you if you don't talk to me. I'm many things, but telepathic ain't one of them” you pressed.

"You were in a coma," the doctor finally whispered. "For five weeks, and there was no way I could help you. Nothing I did helped you heal or wake up, I couldn't even kill Thanos myself, let alone protect you because of that dawn flood. You were bleeding so much, darling. And I couldn't get to you!”

Terrified, angry tears were trailing down the doctor’s cheeks when he finally looked up, making it clearer than ever how much you meant to him.

"Oh, baby boy,” your murmured, heart breaking in your chest. "Come 'ere."

Stephen willingly curled against you, resting his head on your shoulder and holding you as tightly as he dared while you ran your fingers soothingly through his dark hair.

"Honey, I took that risk because I knew Tony needed a diversion to get the Stones from that raisin-faced bitch. I can heal from anything. Immortal, remember? I'm not leaving you anytime soon, gentil garçon, I promise. Death knows better than to fuck with me,” you reassured him, softly pressing a kiss to his forehead.

You two spent several hours curled up on that spot, you quietly humming, rocking , and petting his hair as you continued your research. Stephen remained tucked in your arms, re-enforcing in his mind that his darling was safe and whole.

#stephen strange x female reader #arkytiorwrites #stephen strange x male reader #stephen strange x reader #stephen strange x gn!reader #stephen is a baby #fight me #he tiny boi #look at that face!#needs all the protections #i would die for him #he is my precious boy toy that I love dearly #immortal reader #praying to the powers that be that Benedict Cumberbatch NEVER gets on tumblr and finds these tags

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asherloki · 2 years ago

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"My happiness is connected to yours "

Stephen strange x reader.

Summary:- y/n runs away after a little family drama, she's in her early twenties and bumps into Stephen. Stephen becomes her everything. But does Stephen feels same for his adorable new friend?

It was a normal day for Stephen strange and his companions, their training session was going as usual, spring seem to appear as new lives came to the trees. Stephen strolled around checking on everyone and sometimes getting lost in his thoughts, thoughts about Christine. She was hard, rather impossible to be forgotten. How they could've been a thing but perhaps it was for their good only.... Wait who's there? Stephen got out of his thought bubble. It popped, and the popping parts sparkled around him when He saw a girl, 18 or 19 maybe, she seemed beautiful to him. He staired at her trying to figure out what is it? Why his eyes are stuck who's she ? She ran inside with a huge bag and looked around puzzled.

"Hey, are you a new student?" He called out, after gaining a bit of sense of his surroundings.

She was startled and then her eyes met with his, their eyes softened, there was sparkle for some reason. "Oh no sorry I don't know where... Uh, can I be a student?" She said.

Bizzare innit? She has no clue what's going around there yet she's interested into being a student.

"I mean, you can but then..."

"Great so how much is it?" She enquired before letting him complete his sentence.

"Free but listen..."

"Oh great, I'm in, oh and I would like to stay here please Mr?"

"It's doctor strange and cool down a minute, where are you from?"

"Can't tell"

"Why?"

"Well it's..."

"Look you have to tell me about yourself ". He said putting a foot forward to her and affectionately looking at her, she was young and looked belonging from a well doing Household, he wanted to make her feel comfortable.

She staired at him, then said, "fine, I'm y/n and I'm from the city that's next to it".

"And what about this bag?" Strange asked.

"It's um, look Mr doctor strange, I've run from my house".

"You did what?" He asked amazed.

"I know too impulsive, but I had an argument with my parents cause I got lesser grades so.."

"How old are you?"

"Not very polite to ask a woman of her age but I'm in my early twenties ".

"Wait " Stephen couldn't believe that tiny confused woman is in her twenties, she looked too young "you're not a teen?"

"I know I look tiny but I'm not, am doing masters that's why the grades thing got serious, now can I stay".

"Uh okay" Stephen said without thinking.

"Thank you so much, Oh and please tell my parents I'm here, it was impulsive of me to run I don't want them to worry." Saying this she went inside.

Stephen kept on looking at her, what just happened ? A breeze? A fresh Breeze didn't hit him, then why does he feels so light? Spring! Not in the air only, but spring means rejuvenation, has the winter inside him turned to spring? Well maybe, or Perhaps his new student, he didn't know yet.

Entering he saw her talking to wong, "you care for them and yet don't wanna go home?" Asked he.

"No, I wanna learn this thing that they're learning it seems fun".

"She can stay wong, let her" said Stephen walking towards them.

"yey thanks doctor strange" saying this she flung herself into Stephen and wrapped her hands around him. Stephen was confused at first , affection, this word was long lost for him, it might be planning to make a come back so he too held her by an arm of his. Wong gave a smirk and went.

"I talked to your parents" he said.

"What did they say?" She asked.

" that they trust you and knows you'll learn mystic arts in no time" Stephen said with a smile.

"They allowed it, gosh " she was in disbelief.

"Let me show you your room, come".

She followed him then he opened a room for her. She entered and looked around.

"It's nice, where's your room?" She asked.

"It's in the other side". He replied.

"Can I get a room there?".

"Uh I guess yes the room beside mine is empty, is anything wrong with this one".

"Nah, I just don't know how the other people around my room are gonna be".

What did she mean? She distrusts everyone but Stephen? She trusts him or what? Stephen thought. She's new, yet trusts him, like a long known friend. Then he managed to say.

"Yeah okay I'll get that room ready."

That whole day Stephen could only look at her and be amazed, then his lips would curve into a smile when he saw her pacing around her room, humming, running and bumping into everyone. She looked happy.

Next day at training it was hard for y/n to learn as she has never done anything like that. She got impatient with it, was almost on the verge of giving up.

Stephen came a little late, he was infront of the mirror, while getting ready, it wasn't his reflection that he was looking at, perhaps it was what he was looking at but all his excitement was on seeing his new student practicing in a few minutes, she wasn't having fun until Stephen came , seeing him her eyes widened and she called "doctor strange!"

"Stephen would work fine".

"Okay Stephen, it's hard I can't "

"You can " saying this with a smile he took her hand in his from behind and positioned it as he does to open a portal. His face was so close to her, she couldn't help but look at him with the corner of her eye, she could feel her cheeks turning pink. He could feel her hair tickling his face, her perfume almost hypnotized her. after positioning her hands he pulled away.

"That's how you do it".

"Thank you Stephen"

"I hope you're not having much trouble here" said he.

To this she looked at him there was something about her, whenever she looked at Stephen. She took his hand and kissed it and said, "If I'm happy today that's because of you".

Everyone staired at them, not knowing what's going on. He smiled and caressed her cheek. Then moved on to other students. She kept on watching him.

After the whole day of practice y/n roamed around the staircase. Hoping to bump into Stephen but Stephen found her before,

"What are you doing here?"

It startled her she turned, "oh Stephen, nothing just having fun".

"You look really happy"

"Yes I am, with you" said she to which Stephen smiled lowering his eyes, blushed did he he thought and shrugged it off when she enquired

"are you going to sleep now?"

"Yes it's late now , you should do the same".

"Okay" said she and went upstairs with him. Before entering her room she looked at him opening his room's door and ran to give him a hug "good night Stephen ". She said Stephen felt he was drowning into her rhythm, this flow was taking him in. He wrapped her with his arms too and whispered "see you tomorrow, sweet dreams y/n" . And then pulling away they both went to their rooms.

Next few days went such way, happily, with the cheerful new person that came to Stephen's life. He started to adore her. Such as if a hair strand bothered her by falling on her forehead while training he'd brush it off and it behind her ear, these gestures made her fall for him, each day even more, she knew only the map of her heart, she found Stephen like the spring she always waited for, to save her from her winter as well, yes her family and friends were nice yet she lacked that one person in her life, to love, to understand her.

Probably it was after a week one day she found Stephen walking by , taking a stroll. She thought of surprising her so she went from behind and placed her hands on his eyes.

He stopped, she was on her toes rather to reach his height. He giggled touching her hand as he stopped.

"I know it's you y/n"

"How?" She said now leaving his eyes and coming in front of him. Stephen's sight was blurry for being held close, as he opened it slowly it got back to normal. He then turned to look at her, she was definitely happy with him, her eyes told so.

"Ofcourse these tiny hands are yours" he said.

"They're not tiny" she argued back.

"Let me see" he said forwarding his hand asking to hold hers. She looked at him, with an adorable pout and she placed her hand on his. He held her hand.

"See tiny". And intertwining fingers, he walked with her. She followed him. Her other hand wrapped his arm.

"So have you seen those young guys over there" he pointed to a bunch of guys.

"Yeah why?"

"They likes you, you should talk to them".

"Nah, they're not attractive to me, you're the most handsome person I've ever seen".

"Me ? I'm not as young as them, I'm rather old."

"Stephen see yourself in the mirror you're gorgeous". Said she holding his hand even tighter.

Stephen looked at her he probably was getting used to her, being clingy, affectionate, wanting all his attention, it was adorable to him.

"But you may find someone special amongst them". He said teasing.

"I don't want them, you're better, you're special, you saved me". She said. Stephen didn't know if he was falling, yet his heart told him 'you are'.

One month passed , them being always together. She started to take him to the places she found cool, she is impulsive, young yet found bookstore, cinema and parks to be cool. She'd grab Stephen's hand with her eyes looking at ground, lips not having her signature smile when she'd feel uncomfortable because of guys staring at her. She's pretty so who wouldn't. To this Stephen would understand and bring her closer eyeing those guys to behave. He'd sometimes kiss on her cheeks to make her smile if she's still nervous or upset about something that happened before she met Stephen.

next day after practice she went almost running to stephen in joy,

"i made a portal!" she exclaimed.

"glad, you're friends called". Said he holding her phone.

"ah why?"

"it's two months, your training is done and they can't wait to meet you."

training done ? no way? to be without him was terrifying.

"you've got good friends, good parents, don't worry you'll be fine".

"not without you" said she.

"But they needs you don't they?"

"And you ?" She cross questioned.

Stephen gave a soft smile thinking 'yes I do need you but...'

"We're in the same country you can come anytime, come back anytime you want, I definitely want to see you again".

"But I... I... Don't want to leave". To this Stephen looked at her eyes. Tears ? Why?

"Y/n I'm old, you're beautiful and young, you must find someone as good as you are".

"Yet I need you, want you".

"Want me?"

She blushed and looked away. What did she just say. She just let her feelings come out.

"Is it true that you... You love me?"

"Yes, since I saw you, I've never been this happy Stephen. But perhaps you're right. They needs me, I must go back to them".

Stephen thought for a second, no, without her he'll be back to winter, it was cold, painful, she's brought warmth, he can only imagine him being happy with her, he loves her, so he said,

"Wait" Stephen walked towards her "I promised your parents to keep you content, but it wasn't my plan to connect my happiness with yours, I love you, it'll content me if you stay". While saying this a tear fell from Stephen's eye with the joy to be in love again. She felt her heart swelling in her chest she put she ran to cease what small gap they had between And she hugged him calling "oh Stephen, I love you." He hugged her back. Saying rather whispering "I love you too".

"But listen" he said still having her in his arms"as we've confessed our feelings, now that we're together, don't shut your parents and friends down".

"I won't I promise".

"I'll ask them for your hand in marriage".

"Really?"

"Yes".

Tag list @lady-harvey @strangelockd

#doctor stephen strange #stephen strange x reader #doctor strange x reader #doctor strange #sinister stephen strange #moon knight #steven grant #marc spector #jake lockley #loki x reader fic #mcu x reader #stephen strange x you

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doudouneverte · 2 years ago

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I love you... | Purple Realm AU

Summary: When Agatha and Strange tried a new spell, everything goes wrong and your wife was touched. But after thinking you came at a way to fix their mess, only Agatha Harkness can counter a spell of Agatha Harkness

Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Female!Reader; America Chavez x Female!Reader (platonic); (variant) mama!Agatha Harkness x Female!Reader: Stephen Strange x Female!Reader (platonic)

Types: Fluff

Warning: mention of death

word count: 1873

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Y/n's POV

I woke up later than usual today, but something was wrong. Agatha was not here. I decided to not mind more than this, so after I came back from the bathroom, I headed to the kitchen, but she was nowhere. "Honey ?'' I yelled while I was walking to the basement, but there was no response. In the basement, the atmosphere was weird. While I was searching for any trace of my wife, I heard the doorknob for the main door and footsteps running to the bedroom. I walked to my bedroom to find Strange, America, and a sleepy Agatha. "Strange, what are you doing here ?'' I asked, and both of them looked at me, then exchanged a worried look, then look at me again.

"Y/N we have a problem," the man said, and I started to worry too.

"What do you mean?" I tried to look stern, but they seemed to know I was worried, and the girl decided to explain.

"Stephen and Agatha were trying a new spell, but they totally missed it and Agatha was touched. We try to help her but it's seem the spell is too strong even for him." I looked at my brunette more worried

"Did you try to call Wanda? She can help too," I asked.

"She is in Russia with Natasha, Yelena and Kate" the doctor said and I understood she couldn't be here soon, and we didn't know we could help her "I'm sorry we brought her here because we think she just has to rest."

I started to think and something came to my mind "Who cast the spell?" I asked them and they looked confused.

"Her," replied America, and I nodded. I knew why they couldn't fix this and i started to smile to myself

"I thinks i have an idea to help her" I informed them and they were more confused now, it was satisfying to saw the Doctor Strange totally lost but i needed my wife "if she casted the spell the only one who could fix the spell is Agatha Harkness." They seemed lost before the little brunette understood what I meant.

"Do you think it could help?" she asked, and I nodded.

"Okay, can someone explain to me what you want to do?" Steven said, and, oh God, it was so funny.

"We will find an Agatha to help us with our Agatha and your mess," the girl said, and I smirked. If I had been here when Strange and Wong found her, I surely would have wanted to bring her with me, but I came too late.

I looked at America and said, "Focus on Agatha and try to find a universe where she can help us." I turned to Strange and said, "I'll go with her and you, you will stay here and try all you can to bring back my wife." He wanted to argue, but a big, bright star appeared on the wall, and I followed the little star girl.

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[Universe 612, somewhere near New York]

"Here we are," America said. It was strange; this universe looked a lot like ours, but something felt different, and the glare of the people was uncomfortable. We walked to a house, and the little brunette stopped in front of it, and when I looked at it, the house looked exactly like our house. I was registering what was happening, and America knocked at the door. We didn't wait too long until someone opened the door. A teen girl who had my hair color and blue eyes. She looked at America and then at me, and she froze.

"Mama, you need to see that!" She yelled, and her gaze never left my eyes. We heard footsteps and we saw her mother; it was Agatha, but she looked a little different—a little more tired but more happy. When she looked at me, she froze for an instant before noticing I was not alone.

"Come in," she invited us, and we walked in. They led us to the living room, and we saw some pictures of them and some pictures of me. I meant they were not really me. There was an awkward silence until Agatha spoke again. "Hey Eva, can you bring us tea and cookies?" The girl nodded and made her way to the kitchen.

America seemed to notice the fact. I was shocked and started to say, "Hi, Agatha, we are here 'cause we need your help." Eva came back with four cups of tea and cookies and sat down after we thanked her.

I stared at Eva, and she looked at her feet. "Eva, right?" I asked, and she nodded. "You're beautiful, you look like a princess." I didn't know where that came from, but I felt like she needed to hear that, and her eyes started to brighten; she was crying, and Agatha too.

"What do you want?" She asked, and even when she was sad, her question was harsh, and I couldn't blame her. It seemed that something happened in this universe, something that caused me to let them alone, and I started to hate myself, and the Y/n of this universe. Of course we already had a baby talk with my Agatha, but we couldn't really have one, and it was okay to me, but this me had this and she was not here, why? I was lost in my thoughts before the older woman spoke again. "I mean, if you travel through the multiverse, that means something serious happened, no?"

"How do you know for the—?" I didn't find the strength to finish the sentence; something in my head knew already that I shouldn't be here with them.

"Because," the witch started, but she seemed to be too sad to finish.

"Because in this universe, you are dead," the teen said. Her eyes were full with sadness and anger, and when nobody talked, she explained, "In the last battle against Thanos, you snapped with the gauntlet, and you didn't survive." Her voice cracked, and she couldn't hold back her tears now. "I couldn't say goodbye." She fell apart, and America and I started to cry too.

"But if I died against the younger Thanos who died on Vormir?" I asked, and this time it was Agatha who replied.

"Natasha," she replied, and I chuckled, In every life, she needs to be the hero, right? "You didn't seem surprised," she said.

"She also did it in my universe," you paused for a moment, "but we found a way to bring her back. We tricked death," I said proudly, but their pain didn't leave my mind.

There was a silence until America spoke, "We're here because we need your help, Agatha. The Agatha and the doctor Strange from our universe messed with a spell, and she was touched, and she fainted, and we didn't find a way to bring her back." After the explanation, I could see Eva's face. She was worried. I thought that, like me, even if she wasn't her mother, she would always worry for Agatha. "Y/n said you were the only one who could help us; I mean, she said something like, ‘only an Agatha Harkness can help an Agatha Harkness’." and the mom laughed.

"Even in your universe, you always consider me the most powerful person in the world," she said, and I laughed too.

"I mean, it's not really false, you helped me a lot in my life, and even if I want to repay you, it's always you who helps me more," I chuckled.

She laughed at the memories; even in my universe, she seems to always be the one who has my back. "I'm sorry, but I can't help you," she said, and we were confused, "I gave all my power to Strange and Wanda to help them keep everyone safe," she explained, and I felt bad, I knew who she was when we started to date; she always wanted more power, but she let all that go after I convinced her.

"Oh, I didn't know, I'm sorry," I apologized.

"Why are you sorry to help them against Thanos, so it's alright?'' She smiled, and I smiled too, but mine was wider. "So in every universe, I can make you smile like this," I chuckled.

"Don't forget we love each other in the entire multiverse," I said, and she blushed. "You- I mean, my Agatha always said that to me, and I think it's true." I looked at Eva. "Hey, Eva, do you know why your moms called you that ?" I asked; honestly, I had an idea, but it seemed surreal.

"You- I mean, my mom said it was from the name of my grandmother," she said, and I raised an eyebrow at Agatha.

"We named her after Evanora,” I said in surprise, and Agatha laughed.

"Hey, you convinced me to name her like that," I raised my eyebrows again, "and you know I can't refuse you anything," she added, and I blushed.

"Eva, it's a beautiful name for a pretty princess like you," I teased Eva, and she rolled her eyes.

"Oh gosh, mom, I'm 14 now, it's cringe," everybody laughed, and it was only after a moment that I realized what she said. Wow, it's strange to be called 'mom' but not too weird.

"Uh, I think we need to find somewhere else." The little stargirl said, and we stood up, but when we were about to leave, 'my daughter' seemed to want to ask something, and I smiled at her to let her know it was alright.

"Can I ask you if you have a daughter in your universe too?" She asked, and I froze for a moment. "Or a boy; I'm not jealous," she added, and I smiled.

"No, we don’t have a child in our universe," I replied, and Agatha looked worried. "In my universe, I can't have a child, but I wish I could. Your mom is the luckiest Agatha in the multiverse because she has the most powerful and pretty girl in the universe." I kissed her forehead, "I'm sorry." I whispered against her temple.

Why did I apologize? Maybe because she looked sad when she learned she probably didn't have a variant, or maybe I apologized to my agatha for not being able to give her something that seemed to make her happy, or maybe because I probably opened some wounds. Honestly, I didn't know myself, but I didn't have the time to think about it before America opened another portal and she crossed it.

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[Universe 717,???]

On the other side of the portal, we were in a forest. Something was familiar, and after I examined the forest, I found why. It was in this forest that I met Agatha for the first time.

“Okay, here we should find an Agatha with her powers, so she should be able to help us.” America said, and I nodded.

“Why didn’t you bring us here at first?” I asked.

“You said I should focus on your Agatha, and she’s a big mother figure for me.” She replied, and I didn’t find anything to reply to, but fortunately for us, someone seemed to find us.

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#agatha harkness #agatha harkness x female reader #agatha harkness x reader #agatha x reader #america chavez #america chavez x reader #marvel fanfic #marvel fic #marvel #purple realm #doctor strange

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moiravim · 2 years ago

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Marvel characters as your parents

Moon knight

Marc- Marc is the fun dad. He'd make your favorite foods every day and would buy anything you asked for. He'd never yell at you unless it has to do with your safety. Every Friday the two of you would do something fun together. Whether it's mini gulf or board games at home you'd always have fun. If you were to ever be in a bad mood he would make sure you're happy by the end of the day. The idea of you being upset breaks his heart. He'd let you take mental health days off of school whenever you asked him. If you were missing too much school he would see how you feel about a therapist (but he would never force you). At night before bed you would both watch TV in the living room together.

Steven- Steven is overprotective and very anxious around you. He worrys that he won't be a good dad. All he wants is for you to be happy which causes him to stress about you. He'd be the parent who cares more about your education. He'd help you do homework whenever you want. If you were failing a class he'd help you as much as possible. Steven would never yell at you. He's worried he would scare you or upset you. If you ever were to be upset he would immediately blame himself. He'd do anything to make you feel better but he'll feel guilty cause he thinks he's at fault. Steven likes to read to you when he knows your in a bad mood. All together he's very sweet towards you and shows affection often.

Jake: Jake is overprotective as well but he's the opposite of anxious. He's very confident and knows they're all better dad's than their mother. He is very loving and also shows affection towards you. Because he doesn't see you as often as Marc and Steven when you do see each other it's always special. He is the best to react when your upset. He'll immediately comfort you and find out what's wrong. After he finds out what's causing your discomfort he immediately eliminates it. He'll help you get through it no matter what. Jake often takes you to parks to hang out and have a good day. He also drives you around in his car. He'd take you anywhere you asked.

Loki- Loki is a very serious but very loving dad. He didn't have the best relationship with his dad but he wants to make sure you do. Being Loki's daughter means you also have Thor as an uncle. Thor is always excited to see you and usually hangs out with you at least once a week. When Loki had become a dad he decided the best thing to do was to move to Midgard so you grew up on Earth with the avengers. He'd get you anything you want, his only desire is to make you happy. Loki always thinks about you before anyone else. He'd do anything for you.

Bucky- Bucky is very calm as a dad. He'd let you go out with your friends without question. As long as you keep your location on and your phone with you he's on board. He enjoys going on runs with you and will try convincing you to run with him in the mornings. Being Bucky's child means you'll also be close to Steve and Sam. You also talk to Natasha a lot, her almost being a mother figure. Bucky will go out with you every other day doing things like eating out and going to parks. He doesn't care much about your grades but if you ever need help he will. Bucky is a great dad and just wants to spend time with you.

Stephen- Stephen is very protective as a dad. He's stressed something will happen to you 24/7. Everything he does is in hopes to make you safer. He makes sure your always near him in case something like infinity war happens again. Because you are almost always around him, you'll most likely become friends with both Peter Parker and America Chavez. He loves you more than anything but is more of a strict dad. He wants you to go to school and get a good education (hopefully something medicaly related). He'd love if you became a surgeon like him that way he'd be able to help you more. He may seem like a crazy dad from the outside but really just wants you to be safe. If you didn't like how strict he is all you have to do is talk to him and he'd cool down a bit.

Natasha- Natasha is a very calm mom. She is more strict than most of the avengers but it evens out having Yelena as your aunt. Yelena will do ANYTHING with you no matter how dangerous it is. Of course she'll make sure nothing happens to you but she won't stop you from doing things unless they really were too dangerous. Natasha wants you to do good in school even if that means paying for a tutor. If you were upset Natasha would immediately comfort you. She would be very affectionate and would make sure you know your loved.

Peter- (I am doing Peter as your older brother instead just so this makes more sense.) Peter is one of the best people to have as a brother. He knows what it feels like to not really have parents so he makes sure to fill that roll. If you ever struggle with homework he'll help you, most likely doing most of it himself. He is also very affectionate towards you. The two of you are basically best friends, always hanging out together. You also become friends with Mj and Ned. The four of you hang out and always do fun stuff on the weekends. All together you and your brother have a lot of fun together.

Steve- Steve is a very strict dad. Although he is very serious about things like your grades, your health and happiness is his priority. If you have trouble with mental health he will put that first. He will help you solve and problems that you have and make sure you get better. If you need a therapist he'd talk to his friends and see if they recommend anyone. With Steve as your dad, Bucky is almost like your uncle. He's most likely also your godfather. If anything were to happen to Steve, Bucky would always take care of you. Steve and Bucky are both very loving towards you.

Tony- Tony is a pretty cool dad. He doesn't care much about what you do as long as your safe. He doesn't care about your grades as long as you try your best. He'd enjoy when you hang out with him while he's working. Even if your just on your phone. He'd help you with school if you asked him to. The two of you would be pretty close and would most likely spend a lot of time together. You do your homework in his lab while he works and the two of you always eat meals together. If you were struggling with mental health he would comfort you and make sure you don't feel alone. If you agreed he'd find you a good therapist to help you. Tony is a very good dad and always shows his love for you.

Wanda+Vision- Wanda and Vision are very loving parents. You spend your time watching TV and playing games with the two of them. Wanda is very caring, always making sure your happy. She'd do absolutely anything to be with you. Wanda is very protective of you and always wants you to be safe. Vision is very similar as a dad but he's more calm. Vision's favorite thing to do with you is go to the park. He loves seeing you smile and will walk through countless parks with you and Wanda. The three of you have fun together almost daily. Both Wanda and Vision care more about you and your health than school. Over all they are very good parents and would almost never be upset with you.

Matt Murdock- Matt wants you to have a good relationship with him. He always makes sure he's fair causing the two of you get along very well. He's affectionate towards you, wanting to make sure you know how loved you are. His favorite thing to do with you is to just walk around the city and talk about how things have been with you. He just wants to spend time with you, enjoying all the quality time he can get. He often eats dinner with you so he can be around you more. He also let's you hang out by his desk when he's working. If you were to be struggling with mental health he'd know almost immediately. He'd be extra affectionate and would check on you much more often. Eventually he'd talk to you about it and see what he can do to help. He always wants you to be happy and would do anything to ensure you are. He's a very loving dad and would do anything to keep you safe.

Wanda(dsmom)- After your dad and brothers had disappeared you and Wanda moved to a very isolated area. She had become much more protective of you, scared that something bad would happen. She still lets you do everyday things but makes sure your always close enough that if you needed help you could call for her. When she was trying to capture America she would most likely have you stay at a friend's house in fear that she would scare you or you'd be hurt. When she sees America it reminds her of you which scares her but the thought of you alone without your brothers scares her more.

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1donoow · 1 year ago

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MCU REC

PT.5

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♡ - smut

Most of them are fluff

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<a/n>i somewhat explain why there's alot in my pin post

stephen strange

Loki laufeyson

wade wilson

peter parker

moon knight

stephen strange

@that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main - found family

- a sick day

@frostandflamesfanfic - july 19th

- stephen's ruff day

@queenofspades6 - new haircut

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loki laufeyson

@ashdreams2023 - Finding a baby in the palace with Loki

- touch starved loki

- Loki variants x fem cute soft reader

- big round eyes

- Loki with a y/n who has wings

- loki falling for the mom of the group

- Loki x deaf reader

@kota-bee - early mornings

- migraines

@asgardwinter - not the alcohol

@spilledkauffie - newsflash ch.1

@rachaelswrites - meeting jane (daughter!reader)

@lokislittleprincess - Jotunheim(daughter! daughter)

@sapphireplums - being the daughter of loki

@dyns33 - the kid

- nexus

@jhennykviana - You, seven Lokis and a Thor.

- what did you do?

@frost-queen - glorious purpose

@goddessofmischief - shoelaces

@kortsitron - being thor,loki and hela's sibling

@specialagentlokitty - out duty (sister!reader)

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wade wilson

@your-next-daydream - wade w/ a equally chaotic reader hc

@paranormal-pajama-phantom - ___

- reaction to seeing wade's face

@lunagojo - romantic headcannon

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Peter parker

@deathlycupidd - princess parker

@fbfh - hc (stark!reader)

@sourcherryandsprinkles - ___

@beautifulbuckys - perfume allergy

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Moon knight

@iamcalmdammit - of dreams and nightmares

- like father, like daughter

@ashdreams2023 - steven grant with (winged!reader)

@imaginingmarvelandeverything - ___ (scarletwitch!reader)

@realworldsucksendhelp - i will always love you

@ijustwant2write - the necklace

@yoursecondfirstlove - little muffin pt.1

@steven-grants-anxiety - goodbye kisses

@owlls-n-phrxgs - anpu

@80pairsofcrocs - baby scarab 1

@theseawakes - ___(teen!reader)

@a-edgar-allan-hoe - gods and monsters (goddess!reader)

@mement0m0rri - i want you to feel safe

@girlwithwolftatoo - moon boys with a harley quinn type s/o

- the moon boys getting a silent treatment

@captain039 - the gods with us

@fxckingghxst - Steven Grant has a crush on you

@just-a-bit-of-a-nerd - them reacting to reader being a US agent

@dearlawdimasimp - mission failed successfully

@hellurbba - coffee and kisses

@ofstarsandvibranium - spector-grant family

@lockleysfav - safer in my arms

@dragon-kazansky - plenty of cuddles for everyone

- you looking out for steven

- forehead kisses

@cosplayproblemsposts - behind the charm

@mkfluffluv - comfort

- Moon Knight Boys Helping With Writer’s Block

- keep the secret?

- tastes like apple juice and peach

- he doesn't mind

@odyssey0fthesolum - How the moon boys and Khonshu would react to you hosting Venom

@bibli0thecary - perfect

@slightlypossessed - sleepy thief

@wysteria-clad - cucumber face mask and fist of vengeance

- calling the moon boys by their names prank

- not saying i love you back

- the unicorn sticker

- moon boys' reaction to seeing you casually naked for the first time

- our little thing

- when they decided you are 'The One'

- to build a home

#masterlist #mcu rec #stephen strange x reader #loki laufeyson x reader #wade wilson x reader #peter maximoff x reader #moon knight x reader

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jahayla-parker · 1 year ago

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Bewitched Love : Peter Parker x Reader

Part 3 Bewitched Love Series Navigation

Desc. & Warnings: 2k wc, see navigation for description and warnings

Recap:

Y/n hummed in agreement, "but I’m not part of the Masters of Mystical arts".

"Not yet, anyhow" Stephen Strange commented. He wordlessly floated down the stairs to join the two teens.

Y/n raised an eyebrow at Dr. Strange; having never met him. "I’m sorry, what?" she asked, looking between Peter and Dr. Strange.

Stephen Strange shook his head. He sighed and forced a smile. "Doesn’t matter yet" Strange commented breezily.

"Okay…" y/n mumbled, eyeing Doctor Strange with uncertainty.

"This is Doctor Strange" Peter introduced, waving his hand towards the sorcerer. "Sir, this is-" he began, motioning towards his girlfriend- y/n.

"Illa Summus Sacerda," Stephen nodded. "I’m aware" he stated, extending his hand towards the girl.

Y/n stood frozenly, her eyes piercing Doctor Strange with her sharp curiosity.

"Oh," Stephen tsked. "Do you not have control over the dispersion of your energy yet?" He questioned, starting at y/n's hands.

"Excuse me?!" Y/n scoffed loudly. "Of course I do" she defended herself, crossing her arms over her chest. "How did you know that I-?" y/n asked, looking over towards Peter.

Peter shook his head rapidly.

"The kid didn’t tell me," Stephen assured. "He doesn’t have to. You are the azure witch, are you not?"

Y/n's eyes widened. "You- you know the prophecy of-" she mumbled nervously.

Strange sighed but nodded. “-de illa caeruleum venefica" he finished for y/n. "Yes," he stated, extending his hand towards her once again.

Peter smirked to himself as he watched their interaction in the background. He was right all along.

"Okay, but…" y/n mumbled, still eyeing Strange hesitantly. "How do you know of my powers... much less that my plasma is blue, or-?"

Stephen Strange cut her off again, frustrated by the topic at hand. "The prophecy title gives away your color schematics I’m afraid," he laughed. "As for the rest... Well, the prophecy translates to say 'the high priestess will find her branch-'".

This time, Y/n cut Doctor Strange off. "I know what it says," she snapped.

Strange waited silently, anticipating another question to come his way.

As if reading his mind, y/n continued her interrogation. "But, why do you assume that’s me?" she asked. "It could be anyone".

"Well, not quite anyone" Stephen argued smugly. "But, if I must, please enlighten me as to who else you think it’s referring to".

Peter continued to smirk proudly to himself as he watched Y/n stand there silently.

"Hmm" Stephen smirked, "that’s what I thought".

"You’re saying I am … am the… The-" y/n blanched.

Strange nodded confidently. "The Summus Sacerda, yes".

"Let’s say I did believe you… which I’m not sure I do" y/n stated defiantly, making Peter chuckle quietly. "Are you supposed to be telling me that?" she asked Strange.

Stephen rolled his eyes. He was beyond annoyed with all the questioning, but at least the kid was thorough. "In the grand calculus of the Multiverse, things like this," Strange began. "Or, the butterfly effect if you will, does not impact prophecies. As such, most know they’re one as an infant; hence my shock you did not". Stephen casually cracked his knuckles as if merely talking about the weather. "Nonetheless, to answer your question and assuage your concerns, it’s fine that I confirm you’re the Summus Sacerda".

Y/n stared at Peter with wide eyes. "And… I’m going to be in the Masters of the Mystic Arts?" she questioned, recalling how Doctor Strange said that upon his arrival. While impatiently waiting for an answer, Y/n found herself glancing between Strange and Peter rapidly.

Strange hummed, "Well, that’s the goal. While these prophecies exist, so too does free will. As you may have learned, plenty of mystically-gifted individuals, such as yourself, have broken from their prophecies by decisions and actions they’ve made along the way". "Since you have the free will to break from your own prophecy, perhaps even in such a disastrous way as some of your ancestors, or to make such deep immortal mistakes, I cannot guarantee your place in the Masters of the Mystic Arts" he warned y/n.

Peter deflated. "Maybe... it’s best you don’t help with this then" he whispered, glancing over at y/n.

"What?" y/n asked, snapping her gaze back to her boyfriend. "No Peter, I’m helping," she argued.

"But-" Peter sighed.

Y/n shook her head. "Helping isn’t immoral" she pointed out.

Peter nodded, "No, I know. But, we didn’t expect things to go the way they did after London... and I don’t want you getting caught in-".

Once again Y/n shook her head. This time she also held up a finger towards him to make Peter stop. "If this type of thing goes against the Masters of the Mystic Arts, I don't want to be part of that type of group" she stated. "But, speaking of helping...". Y/n turned her attention back to Dr. Strange. "Why would you use that spell?!"

"Excuse me?" Stephen scoffed.

Y/n shook her head in irritation. "That has a long history of abuse and is so reckless-".

Stephen cut the girl off again. "It’s only reckless if messed with during its casting" he defended.

"Which clearly it was" y/n argued, glaring at the sorcerer.

Strange sarcastically held up his hands. "Not by me" he pointed out.

Y/n scoffed loudly, taking a daring step closer to Dr. Strange. "Are you serious?" she asked rhetorically. "You’re the Sorcerer Supreme! Peter’s new to the mystic arts, it’s not his fault!"

Stephen sighed but still fought to defend himself. "I tried to warn him it was dangerous to change mid-cast, but he was so worried you wouldn’t be his girlfriend anymore that-".

"What?" y/n questioned, her mind shifting focus briefly.

"I assumed your presence here meant you're Peter’s girlfriend, are you not?" Doctor Strange groaned.

Y/n shook her head slowly. "I am, but-" she mumbled, looking at Peter. "What is he talking about?"

Peter stumbled over his words, unable to answer y/n's question.

"You didn’t think I’d be your girlfriend if he did the spell?" Y/n asked Peter. She sighed loudly. "Deliciae, it’s not your fault that he convinced you it was safe to do".

"It is a safe one to do," Strange argued.

Y/n glared at Dr. Strange briefly before she turned back to Peter. "Peter? Why-?"

Peter shook his head as he stared at his feet. When he finally looked up, he sighed. "He said everyone would forget I was Spider-Man. Even you" Peter whispered shyly.

Y/n nodded slowly. "Okay, and..?" she questioned softly. After noticing Peter's bashful look, y/n gasped and took a step backward. "Peter, you thought I wouldn’t be with you if I didn’t know you were Spider-Man?" she asked, her tone displaying her offense.

"I didn’t know how this spell works," Peter defended.

"You didn’t tell him that I would-" y/n turned on Strange. She hadn't considered Peter did not understand even the basics of the spell.

Strange rolled his eyes at the two kids. "I explained that if his girlfriend, you, were only with him because he was Spider-Man then obviously, no; you wouldn’t be his girlfriend," he told y/n.

Y/n faltered, her shocked eyes drifting to Peter again. "You thought...". She shook her head as she took a shaky breath. "You think I’m only with you because I know you’re Spider-Man?" y/n breathlessly asked her boyfriend.

Peter frowned guiltily. "Y/n, I-" he mumbled.

Y/n sighed and shook her head. "Now is not the time Y/n" she mumbled loudly to herself. "Okay, so" she sighed. "What’s the plan?"

Strange looked between the two kids. "Well, since your boyfriend here, messed up my spell-".

"Enough of that" Y/n snapped, cutting him off.

"I’m just saying-" Stephen argued.

Y/n felt her emotions continue to rise. They only calmed when she unconsciously used a silence spell, -ironically in a silent manner within her mind- in order to shut Strange up.

Strange glared at y/n, his mouth literally sealed. It hadn't taken him long to learn she used the Signantes Os Suum spell on him.

Peter glanced between the two in complete shock.

"Are you done?" y/n questioned Strange pointedly.

Stephen rolled his eyes but nodded silently.

Y/n released the seal on Strange's mouth with a wave of her hand.

Doctor Strange groaned. "That was uncalled for," he scolded.

"Depends on who you ask," y/n smirked. "Anyways, you’re Sorcerer Supreme, so why don’t you just-".

"He’s not sorcerer supreme, anymore" Peter informed y/n.

"What?" y/n asked, turning to Strange. Was this what Peter was trying to tell her before Doctor Strange had jointed them?

Stephen nodded reluctantly. "Technically, technically, that’s true" he admitted.

"How-" y/n began.

"Wong stole the title when I blipped for five years" Stephen simplified, already tired of having to tell the story.

"Ahh. Hmmm..." y/n mumbled. "Okay," she nodded, looking towards Peter. "Any plan?" y/n wondered.

Peter looked to Doctor Strange for help.

Stephen nodded and waved his hands dismissively towards the undercroft.

"So, just the one shot and that’s it?" Y/n asked.

Peter nodded.

"Yes, so it can’t be easily messed up if-" Strange began.

Y/n looked Strange's way and he promptly shut up. She hummed and nodded while turning back to Peter. "Okay, and we have one target?"

Peter nodded slowly. "Yeah, the second guy from the bridge" he explained.

"There are likely more though," Stephen Strange commented.

"Okay. Alright, well... we could use Ned and MJ" y/n suggested. "You know, running behind the scenes stuff to find them" she elaborated.

Peter smiled softly and nodded, "okay".

"I’ll call them and then we’ll get this going and over with, hmm?" y/n offered, pulling her phone out of her pocket. But, she waited for her official approval to continue. This was not her house to be inviting people over to.

Peter turned to Doctor Strange. "Sir, I know this is my mess, and I swear to you that I'll fix it, but I'mma need some help". Peter glanced over at y/n appreciatively, "well, more help".

Strange nodded in approval before he left the room.

Peter watched as y/n texted their friends for help. When she put her phone away, Peter grabbed her hand in his. "Y/n," he sighed, "I’m sorry".

Y/n sighed but smiled softly. "Peter... I’m -… next time you want to use a spell or risk breaking the universe, just come to me, okay? Even if I can’t do it-" she rambled insecurely.

Peter shook his head, "no, no". "It’s not that I didn’t think you could! I just didn’t want you wrapped up in it". He laughed humorlessly, "ironic, but-".

"Peter, stop. I’m not mad about this," y/n told him.

"You’re not?" Peter questioned skeptically.

"No" y/n shook her head. "You didn’t know; you were just trying to help. Just.., Seriously next time, well from now on, anytime, you do something with a spell or other universe, loop me in. Yeah?" she giggled warmly. "That way we can counterbalance the damage?"

Peter chuckled and nodded. "Of course, thank you for not being mad... and for coming... and for willing to help, and-".

"Enough, you’re welcome". Y/n smiled. "Now, we really should get started on finding if there’s more of these guys," she directed.

"Wait," Peter rushed, tugging on y/n's hand. "Y/n," he sighed.

"Yeah Peter?" y/n responded.

Peter rubbed the back of his neck shyly. "Can we uh... talk about uh... why I broke the spell…" he mumbled. "The first time," Peter clarified.

Y/n sighed loudly and shook her head. "Right now, Peter?"

Peter nodded his head rapidly. "Ned and MJ are better at that stuff" he argued weakly as he pointed towards the old computer Strange had pulled out for them to use. "Besides," Peter said, taking y/n's hands, "I need to know".

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