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Hello! If you're still looking for smutty drabble ideas, I feel like 24 would be a fun one to write. For Loki, Bucky, or both, whichever floats your boat best :)

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#24: "I wanna fuck you in front of a mirror so you can see how good you take it."

Bucky would definitely already be fucking you when he decides he wants you in front of a mirror. His hands gripped your waist tightly as he pounded you from behind, loud moans escaping you. Your cheek was buried against the pillow as Bucky rammed into you. The sound of his balls hitting your clit echoed through the room as you writhed beneath him. Grabbing your hair with one hand, he wrapped it around, pulling your head upwards, using it as leverage. He pulled you up until you were on your knees, your back against his chest. He slowed his pace a little, speaking into your ear.

”I wanna fuck you in front of a mirror so you can see how good you take it.” He spoke lowly, nibbling on your earlobe as he slowly gyrated his hips, fucking into you. You couldn’t reply, too blissed out by the sensation of him still entering you painfully slowly. Your eyes were closed, head falling back against his shoulder as you uttered his name. One of his hands ventured up your side before snaking around you and massaging your breast. His thumb drew circles over your hardened nipple sending ripples of pleasure through you. He then moved his hand higher, gently squeezing your throat with it causing you to moan louder. 

“Turn around so I can fuck you in front of that mirror.” He said again, different words this time, almost like a command. He licked the shell of your ear after he spoke before pulling out of you, letting you go. Your eyes flew open as you quickly changed your position, now facing the mirror in the opposite direction. 

Your eyes met your reflection, hair messy, face flushed, your body completely naked as Bucky positioned himself behind you again; you felt sexy like this, being fucked in front of a mirror. Bucky slipped inside, a groan leaving him as he bottomed out before he was ramming into you again. Your eyes met in the mirror, an intense gaze exchanged between you both as you brought each other closer to the edge. 

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[marvel-snape-writes]

NEW PALMERSTRANGE!

Bad Desire

Part one: Tongue For A Taste

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

Snippet:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[multiversemusings]

Your Heart Beats in Mine

Originally requested by @strangelockd Pairing: Sinister Strange x FReader Rating: M (18+ Only) Warnings: Mentions of abuse, violence and mental dystopia Genre: Romance, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Angst Word Count: 5,270 Plot: Sinister wakes to the sound of the incursion growing angered outside of the Sanctum, making him reflect on how he got to where he is. And how he is recovering, thanks to the beautiful woman who he has growing affection for. But when he goes to speak to her about it, he finds her asleep in a very familiar article of clothing, and the last wall of ice around his heart shatters. Song Inspiration: See Who I Am by Within Temptation

A/N: I haven't done MxF smut in a VERY long time. But for you, my dear moonflower, I am very happy to try my hand at it once more. I truly hope that this caffeine induced creature is everything you are hoping for. Thank you for being my inspiration, this night.

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"Come into my world: See through my eyes."

The rumbling woke him up. Not that he slept very deeply ever anyhow, not since the world had begun to rip itself into shreds what felt like eons ago now. He turned his head to look out the remnants of the window towards the vortex that was the incursion which now ruled over his world and watched the lightning that crackled through it with minute interest. His attention to it didn't last long and he rose from his worn mattress, tossing the covers aside as he swung his legs to the side of the bed and stood up. As he walked towards the door of his room, his robes materialized from the indigo magic contained inside of his body, hiding away the three puncture scars that adorned his stomach and sides. He did his best not to think of the way that the fence had felt tearing through his skin and his organs, especially since he was now mostly back in his proper mindset. That variant of himself had done him a favor, as badly as he hated to admit it. Not long after he had managed to get himself off of the fence and back into the Sanctum to recover after the bastard used it for a ritual space to get back to his own world, he was graced by another visitor. This one not a variant of himself, but the one who would remove what was left of the Darkhold's influence over him. He had been wary of her, tried to send her away from his destroyed and lifeless world for fear not only of what he may do to her, but because she was a light. A light that would attract too many creatures that would come after her here in this desolate world. But no matter how hard he tried to push her away, she just stayed; refusing to see him as a monster but instead as a broken and lonely man. And the more she showed her determination to stay at his side, the more he realized that she was chipping away at the walls of ice he had built up around his heart after losing Christine so many times in so many branches of the Multiverse.

He was strong enough now to let it go. He had never been one to believe in destiny, and even now through all that he had experienced, there was a part of him that still didn't. But he believed now that there was a master plan for everyone and that maybe just because he didn't believe in destiny didn't mean it didn't believe in him. Because when he looked at her, he felt warmth returning to his body. There was music in the ambience around the once cold and empty Sanctum. He now heard a voice that told him to not give up on her, to keep her there with him so that he could continue to get back to who he once was. She helped him lose track of time, helped him see color again, and to remember that the heart he had long shield away from the world and everyone that he met while Dreamwalking still beat in his own chest. He had taken her on as a student originally, teaching her magic to protect herself to prepare for the inevitable attacks. But through the long nights of helping her translate old tomes and learn the difference between attack and protection runes, he began to realize that she was much more than just a student. Still, he didn't allow himself to get to close out of fear of what may happen to her due to the grip the Darkhold had on him then. But his walls were very thin, and he knew that this may very well be the time that he gave into the longing he had been hiding for her. He knew she adored him: She made that very plainly obvious the night that she had refused to stop holding him when he was trying to fight off the last of the grip the Darkhold had on him. He had tried to make her let go, accidentally setting off one of his spells that had cut her arm and even then, she didn't let go of him and simply smiled, despite the pain in her face and told him that it was all going to be okay, that she wasn't going to let him go, nor would he have to face it alone anymore. n that moment, the hold shattered. He came back to himself and the darkness and voices that had clawed at the corners of his mind receded, finally leaving him in peace. It was also the first time in years that he had profusely apologized to anyone as he healed her cut and begged for her to forgive him. Of course, she had, and she told him it was because she loved him even if he didn't love her back. That night he had spent all of the hours that he should have been sleeping pacing his room and trying to figure out how he could be at all worthy of this beautiful woman who had refused to see him as a monster. But over these however many days - or months - that he had seen her become a Master in her own rights, he decided that maybe, he didn't need to be. He just was. Returning to his current mind, he walked to the study where he knew she would undoubtedly be due to having issues with her own insomnia lately. For the nights that he woke up due to not being able to sleep soundly, she stayed up just as many because she didn't find sleep easy at all. He reached out and pressed his palm against the heavy wooden door, pushing it open as he stepped through.

"Moonflower, are y-" The words died on his lips at the sight he was greeted with.

The woman was not awake as he had expected that she would be, but inside as asleep on the chaise lounge under the reticulated gothic window, the remnants of its iron mullions casting a array of shadows down on her frame. Her beautiful dark curls haloed her peaceful features, drawing him in further to look at her sleeping form, reaching out with a hesitant hand to brush a stray curl from her cheek. As he reached down to move the book from her hand, he caught sight of something that made his heart skip a beat within his chest where he was beating. Her slowly rising and falling chest was covered in a hoodie that he recognized immediately but had not seen in years. A soft baby blue with a faded white emblem of a shield baring three crowns under the words Columbia University, he recalled looking for the hoodie for weeks some long time ago. But here it was, on the woman that he was so sure he was falling so deeply in love with, and he could no longer ignore that destiny was indeed playing its hand. And he also now knew that his resolve was gone: He needed to be with her. He allowed himself to lean forward, kissing along her neck and relishing in the small sound that she made as his beard brushing against her skin roused her from her slumber.

"Stephen?" she asked softly as her beautiful green eyes fluttered open.

"Shh, do not speak, my beautiful moonflower," he whispered warmly against her ear as his fingers trailed down her body. "If you do, I may stop. Do not make me stop."

"Please don't," she replied.

He moved as she shifted so that she was on her back and his lips trailed along her neck as she leaned her head back, letting out a breath of building pleasure. His hands traced the shape of her supple breasts, the fabric of his old hoodie hiding her body from him and preventing him from being able to fully touch her. He kissed her cheeks, the right and then the left as his hands finally reached the bottom of the hoodie and began to push it up, only for her to stop him. He pulled back to look at her with confusion until he saw the fear in her expression as she gripped his wrists tightly to the point her knuckles were white, and she trembled slightly. He chastised himself for forgetting. During one of their many late-night conversations when he had finally confessed to her why his world looked like it did, how he had been so enamored with Christine that he did things he wasn't proud of, she had also made a confession to him. Her past lovers had all been cruel to her about the size and shape of her body, reprimanding her for not being the "ideal woman" when her body was not made that way. They had kept the lights off when they used her for their own pleasure, never taking into consideration what it did to her self-esteem. And as a result, she wore multiple layers of clothing, stopped eating and tried to hide away the beauty of her body. A beauty that he knew did not just come from the skin, but from that beautiful light that he saw shining from inside of her. The very light that he was so drawn to that he now allowed himself to say that he was in love again.

"My dear, you do not need to be scared of me seeing you," he told her, his confidence that he had so many years ago suddenly returning to him. He reached up to cup her face in his hands, though still she did not let go of his wrists. "I do not think that you are anything less than a beautiful, strong woman. Because what your body shows is nothing less than a reflection of your beauty from within: A beautiful and perfect light. And if you allow me this night, I promise to show you just how wrong all of those fools were about you. Let me in, just as I have let you into my heart."

He watched tears fill her eyes and he gently pet them away with his thumbs when they spilled down her cheeks, making her close her eyes for a moment. For a moment, he feared her silence meant that he had pushed her too far too fast, until finally she let go of his wrists and reopened her eyes to look at his. She slowly and reached up to wrap her arms around his shoulders and guide him closer to her, so he instinctively leaned into her. He pressed his lips against hers just firmly enough that he could feel her returning the kiss as he kept his hands on her face for a moment longer. When he was sure she was comfortable, he maneuvered himself to sit on the lounge beside her legs and his hands slowly ran back down her sides in case she changed her mind. But when she parted from the kiss, he opened his eyes - which he hadn't realized he had closed - to look at hers again just as they reopened as well since she had closed them too, during their exchange.

"My body is yours, Stephen Strange, as much as my heart is," she told him softly, a nervous smile appearing on her face but so full of love that he almost didn't see it. "Please, take me."

With her consent now given to him, he nodded and leaned in to kiss her once again and oh, what a beautiful sensation it was. The feeling of her warm, soft lips against his own was something he had not even allowed himself to dream of until just recently and to be given it so soon afterwards shifted his entire world on it axis. Their lips moved in a synchronicity that he had never achieved with anyone prior to her, as if they were listening to the song of each other's bodies and it was matched to the same rhythm. He dared to be brave enough to give her lips the slightest of touch with the tip of his tongue, asking for permission to explore her more intimately. His heart fluttered when she moaned softly and parted her lips to allow him entry. Their tongues met in a slow, intimate caress and he could taste the Earl Grey and Madeleines on her tongue that he had undoubtedly consumed before falling asleep on the lounge. His hands resumed their exploration from earlier and found the edge of his University hoodie, slowly moving up underneath it to feel that underneath, she had on a simple t-shirt rather than the top to her Master's robes. Her abdomen tightened at the feel of his fingers moving upwards so he paused and pet the tight muscles with his thumbs to let her knows he was still safe and could tell him to stop at any time. When she relaxed, he allowed his hands to move up farther as they broke from the kiss finally to breathe. He cupped her breasts in his large hands, feeling her arch to him as she leaned her head back and moaned, exposing the beautiful planes of pale skin to him. He leaned in, licking the tendon in her neck where it was showing before kissing along it as his thumbs traced circles around her nipples, which he felt becoming erect to his touch.

"Oh gods," she moaned as she wrapped her arms more securely around his back and dug her fingers into the vest of his robes. "Stephen."

"Your voice is so beautiful," he whispered against her neck, kissing the moist skin he had been tasting. "Let me hear you, beautiful one. Do not hide away from me."

He pulled back just enough to move his hands and gather the hoodie from the bottom and pull it up, so she held her arms up and allowed him to remove it. In return, he stripped himself of his vest and vambraces, dropping them to the ground with the hoodie. He reached for the bottom of her shirt, giving her a look of inquisition, making her nod, so her slowly took it off as well and looked at her bare torso as he dropped the cloth to the floor. He tried not to let his eyes linger on any one spot too long, out of fear that she would become uncomfortable, but he was in awe of her beautiful form. The expanse of barely-there freckles that adored her sides and wrapped around her ribs towards her breasts, the beautiful dark pink areola that encompassed her hardened nipples. His eyes trailed down, taking in the softened edges of her curves and where her chest bled into her abdomen, down her navel to the dark stretchmarks that adorned her stomach. This was the sensitive spot. Immediately, when his eyes glanced them, she tried to pull her legs up and hide away from his sight. Seeing her insecurity and knowing that it would be hard to convince her with further words that she didn't need to be ashamed, he came up with a different solution. He undid the fastenings of his robes, folding the layers and hesitated when he went to open them as he looked at her in a bit of anxiousness. This got her attention, seeing that he felt the same way about something that she did, but watching as he slowly opened his time worn, faded blue-grey robes to reveal his abdomen. He shrugged them off, dropping them to the floor as he avoided her eyes for a moment, letting her look over him as he glanced down at his own body. His body had gone soft around the edges as well, due to having no need recently to fight, but the tone was still there. His chest and upper abdomen were dusted with a very fine layer of black hair that trailed down between his abs…to the healing puncture mark. His jaw set as he swallowed hard, before looking at her and her legs relaxed as a look of recognition crossed her beautiful face.

"You aren't the only one…who has something about themself that reminds them of their past, moonflower," he whispered softly, sincerely as his eyes softened and met hers finally. "I can barely stand to look at my body: These healing scabs remind me of the monster that I was. But they also remind me of who I am now. That I can begin to be comfortable with myself again, thanks to you."

He watched her shift to sit up and reach out to him, so he relaxed his shoulders, reaching up to take her hand and brought it to rest over his heart which was beating rapidly behind his ribs. She reached up with her other hand, placing it next to the first so he rests both of his on the back of her arms and watched as her lithe fingers trailed across his clavicle before moving slowly down his pectoral muscles. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes as he felt her fingers brush over his own hardened nipples, eliciting a moan to escape his lips. A chill of excitement rushed down his spine, pooling into a warmth within his Sacral Chakra and filling his lower stomach with excitement. When her fingers traced the defining edges of his abs, his stomach tightened as well and he let out a slow, shaky breath as he inclined his head and looked at her as she touched the scabs. He shivered a little when she traced the one just above his navel and then the two on his sides, watching as she came to understand and looked up at him. He gave her a smile that he hoped reflected the warmth she was filling him with and the love that he felt radiating for her inside of him that was starting to spread across his skin and make his blood burn hot. He felt like he was truly coming back to life under her touch, the instinct to love and make love finally reignited from that flickering ember in his heart to be a roaring fire. When she leaned in to kiss him, he returned it without hesitation and their eyes closed, their arms wrapping around each other to press their bare chests together; her stretch marks matching up to the healing wounds on his abdomen. His hands explored her back, feeling the dip and curve of her spine as his fingers ran down to her hips and felt every perfect imperfection here as well. She moaned in pleasant surprise as he pulled her close and lay her back down slowly, parting from the kiss to open his eyes and look at her once more, letting her see the awe of her in his stormy blue irises before he resumed where he had left off earlier. His lips started this time at her elegant collarbone, licking along its definition and biting slightly down on it which made her gasp in shock and moan as she arched to him. The sound shot straight to his loins; his body finally reacting to her beautiful vocalizations his he began growing erect in his trousers. His hands resumed cupping her breasts, this time from beneath so that they were being held rather than fondled. He kissed down her left breast, looking up at her and saw the deep pink flush in her cheeks that spread up to her ears as his tongue darted out to trace the areola with the tip before giving her nipple a long firm lick with the flat of it. He began to suck on the sensitive pink bud of nerves, moaning himself as he drank in the way she moaned his name and getting high off the way she was grabbing onto his shoulders tightly, digging in her nails.

"I have you, my love, do not worry yourself," he reassured her, kissing the inside of her other thigh, his eyes still on hers. "I will take care of you."

He moved her right leg with his left hand so that her footrest on the floor and he placed wet, warm kisses along the inside of her thigh to the spot where she needed him most. His tongue licked from the base of her labia to the top, tasting her slick and she all but wailed in pleasure as she arched her back and her hands left his shoulders in favor of his already tousled hair. He moaned as he tasted her sweet fluids, tinged with a salty hint from the balance in her recent eating. She was clean, her arousal smelt natural and strong, the lingering scent of the natural oils she bathed with on her skin driving him crazy. He drew his tongue across her once, twice, three times more before using his thumbs to spread her open as far as he could so that he could press his tongue inside of her, licking against her vaginal walls. His penis throbbed inside of his trousers as she cried his name, begging him for more and he traced every inch of her slick walls that he could reach with his tongue, drinking her down as though he were a man in the desert, dying of thirst. He pulled her tongue from inside of her, replacing it instead with the gently but firm brush of his middle and ring fingers as he flicked the tip of his tongue against her clitoris, making her scream in shock and pleasure. He could tell shit hit her first climax and he pulled away enough to breathe against her, his beard glistening in the light from the moon and fireplace with her fluids, his lips slick with evidence of his endeavors of pleasuring her.

"P-please," she begged breathlessly.

She didn't need to finish as he kissed below her belly button, pressing in his middle finger first, stopping when he felt her tense to give her time to adjust. He nuzzled her stomach as he watched her lean her head back, whimpering and moaning breathlessly. When he was sure she was relaxed enough and down from her first climax in who knew how many years, he added in his ring finger and began to move them in and out of her. He was careful to stretch her and rub her walls to stimulate her so that he could add his index finger, groaning as he palmed at his own arousal. The slick, sliding noise that his fingers made against her walls and labia was the final thing that broke his self-restraint, feeling the wet spot on his own trousers growing from his penis excreting pre-seminal fluids. When he removed his fingers, she whimpered at the loss and looked at him in worry.

"It is alright my dear moonflower, I simply cannot wait any longer," he told her, his voice shaking slightly from arousal. The need to be inside of her, though he was quite proud of the fact he wasn't tearing his own clothes apart or just dismissing them with his magic. "I want to be inside of you."

"We are on the lounge, my love," she replied, looking a little worried. "It isn't ideal for this."

"I will show you how, if you will allow me."

"Oh god, yes. If you know how we can make this space work, then please join with me, Stephen," she whispered heatedly, her own voice shaking with anticipation.

He removed his belts and moved just enough to push his pants down to his knees, before moving her legs to sit a little further on the lounge cushion. He would pride himself in the way her body seized temporarily at the sight of his erection later. He knew he was gifted; he had always been told by his partners that he was, and at some point, the fact he was nine inches probably went to his head. But right here and now, he simply was thankful this beautiful woman was allowing him to be inside of her, rather than taking pride in his own size. He gently took her hands and guided her to him, helping her straddle him and she made a noise of surprise and embarrassment, making him press a loving kiss over her heart.

"It is alright, my love, you are doing great," he told her in a loving, comforting tone.

"S-Stephen my legs can't hold up to this," she replied, holding onto his shoulders.

"They do not need to. Give me just a moment and you will see why."

He wrapped one arm lovingly around her waist, holding her close to him as he reached down with his other hand and took hold of himself, sighing at the relief in the feeling. He lined himself u with her, using a spell to lubricate himself before pressing the blunt head of his erection against her vaginal opening. He watched her face for any sighs of discomfort or pain, but when he was rewarded with a moan as he breeched her and her hugging his shoulders so she could bury her face in his neck, he allowed himself to let go of his worry. He made sure he was deep enough into her that they were anchored together, and he moaned her name as he felt his whole-body throb with the desire to thrust, but he restrained. He guided her now with both hands to rest all the way down on him and when she had, he used a spell to duplicate a outline of his arms and helped her wrap her legs around his waist. He was pleasantly shocked when the shift in position had caused him to hit her g-spot and her whole body shuddered against him.

"That it my beautiful one, ride me and use my body for your pleasure," he whispered hotly against her ear, his hands holding her as tightly as they would allow. "Let me see you come undone on my lap as you scream my name to the heavens."

He moved just enough that his legs were supporting her fulling and she screamed in wanton pleasure, the movement just enough to cause him to hit her g-spot. They began to move together, their moans of unbridled pleasure filling the silent room. Her moans echoed on his growls which were coupled with the slick, clap of their skin meeting as she rode him, and he rolled his hips back to meet hers. The growing pace and heat building between them caused a sheen of sweat to form on both of their bodies, the smell of the arousals growing stronger and driving him absolutely crazy. He bit and licked on her shoulder, making her scream his name and rake her nails down his back and he growled in pure bliss at the painful pleasure that racked through his body. He could feel himself getting close to his peak, the vice like grip her slick walls had on his erection and the feeling of her breasts pressed so firmly to his pectoral muscles drove him the best kind of insane he had been in years. He could feel her getting closer to her second climax as well, so he pulled away enough that their eyes met and her breathed her named in a heavy pant.

"I know you are close; I feel you molding to my shaft," he told her breathlessly, his bangs sticking to his forehead just as her curls stuck to her beautiful cheek bones. "Come hit that peak for me, my love, and climax with me. Let me see you come undone on my lap as you scream my name to the heavens."

She leaned in to kiss him without words, so he returned it despite his earlier actions, feeling her tightening even further around him. He moved one hand down between their bodies, feeling where they were joined, and her beautiful walls stretched so wide around him. He began to stroke her clitoris again, causing her to break away and scream his name, her body going as taunt as a bowstring as she hit her climax once more. He moaned for her, feeling her muscles grip him like a vice and he thrust against her once, twice-

"Oh fuck, Stephen!" she screamed as she arched her back and threw her head back, her nails digging into the skin on his shoulders.

"Oh, god!" he moaned as her pressed his forehead to her should, holding her hips firmly as he pulled her down as far as she could go, as close as she could be, and hit his peak inside of her.

He felt pulse after pulse of his semen spill inside of her as light danced behind his eyes and their panting echoed through the room, accompanied by the crackling of the fire and the rumbling outside the windows, which now began to calm down, as though their passion had quelled its anger. He moved his hand away and returned his arm around her to hold her close, feeling her rest her cheek against the top of his head as heir breathing leveled, though they didn't move just yet. When their breaths had finally returned to their strained lungs, he pulled back enough to look up at her and she moved too, so she could see his eyes. He felt her elegant fingers push his hair back into place which made his eyes threaten to fall shut, but he instead reached up with his clean hand to brush her curls from her face and smiled softly at her.

"I love you, my sweet moonflower," he spoke, soft and sincere before cupping his cheek. "My life is in you, and I promise I will do everything in my power to make you always feel cherished."

The woman smiled, lovingly as tears of joy filled her eyes and she leaned in, kissing the horizontal scar that ran across his forehead from where he said a third eye had once been. She then took his face in her hands and their eyes met once more.

"As I love you, Stephen, and I promise in turn, I will always be here to remind you that you are loved. I will never give up on you," she told him, the same love he always heard in her voice ever present.

After a couple of more minutes, he helped her to get up off of his lap and put his trousers back on, wrapping her in his robes and grabbed the hoodie from the floor. He looked at it for a moment, then to her and she saw the look of thought on his face.

"Where did you even find this old thing?" he finally inquired. He hadn't seen the damn thing in years, thinking it had fallen through a part of the void.

"I found it lying on the lounge when I came in, folded up neatly like it was meant to be found," she told him as she looked at it. "I just..knew it was yours somehow."

He looked back at it and couldn't help the slight smirk as he felt a warm breeze at his back before it disappeared just as quick. He took her hands and placed the clothing in them, kissing the top of her head afterwards.

"Keep wearing it for me. It looks much better on you than it ever did on me. Come now, let us go get a shower and retire for the night."

Hand in hand, they left the room and headed down the hall to the grand bathroom where they soaked together, sharing gentle touches and soft kisses to further cement their union had not been a dream to either of them. And when she lay down with him in bed, in his hoodie with head on his chest, he finally slept soundly.

[purplefeathersandblackleather]

"You can chase your tail wasting time, Color all your rooms with white lights. But you get what you get, and you don't what you don't, You're with who you're with until you're alone. Let the wreckage die where you left it." - Live For Now (Jeremy Renner)

Part 1: Sketch This is very open to interpretation and subject to change. This boy is very soft spoken and not talking to me like I'm used to. He speaks quietly and not even in the way I'm used to. Rather than words, he speaks through song lyrics, pictures, and sounds. I've been trying to get him to tell me what he wants me to do for the last eight hours and finally after falling asleep briefly at work (PTSD medicine took me out of the picture again this evening for a short while but that's par for the course these days), I got a clear idea of what he wanted me to draw. He kept leading me back to two songs by Jeremy Renner. Live For Now and Heaven Don't Have A Name. Instead of trying to get him to talk, I decided to just listen to the music and the lyrics of those two songs in particular and see what he was trying to tell me. It took me a few minutes to, but once I started to actually pay attention, I realized he was trying to give a sort of mystery, surrendering sort of feeling through them for me to convey to the picture. I ultimately decided to have him look like he was at peace and pushing his hair behind his ear. This is subject to change, since him and I haven't come to a conclusion on what he wants in a background yet, but for now, he is content, and I think it won't be until after the spring when he speaks to me again. I am content to leave this here for now as is he, so this box is also checked off my list. I will say that I had a lot of fun drawing his hair as well as the Eye of Agamotto around his neck since it's usually so intricate in its design, something a little simpler was a relief after all of the other times I drew it.

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[asgards-princess-of-mischief]

Last Updated: 2024-01-30

Disclaimer: I am not the author of these stories, just sharing my favourite Dr. Stephen Strange stories. Find the authors' links below. If you want your work removed, message me privately.

Legend: 〔E〕 ⇢ Erotic/Steamy | 〔F〕 ⇢ Fluff | 〔A〕 ⇢ Angst/Hurt 〔M〕 ⇢ Minor Angst/Hurt | 〔C〕 ⇢ Comfort | ♥︎ ⇢ Established Relationship | 𑁍 ⇢ Pregnancy/Children | 🚫 ⇢ Content Warning

✑ You Belong to Me by geeky-politics-46 • 18+ • 〔E᜶A〕 • 𑁍 • 🚫 •

Summary: "Awoken from sleep by the teasing kisses of your sorcerer, but one look in his eyes tells you something is off. Is he really your Stephen Strange? Or is he something more sinister?"

✑ A Natural￨Prt. II by geeky-politics-46 • 18+ • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

Summary: "Stephen begins teaching the mystic arts to your daughter, and you both ruminate on your current pregnancy."

✑ Actions Speak Louder by geeky-politics-46 • 〔F᜶C〕 •

Summary: "When the only person in his world gets sick he realizes just how much she has changed him."

✑ At Your Mercy by geeky-politics-46 • 18+ • 〔E᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Stephen is having a bad day. Luckily you know just how to take his troubles away."

✑ Don't Blame Me by getlostsquidward • 18+ • 〔A᜶C〕 • 🚫 •

Summary: "The Darkhold exacts a heavy toll, and Stephen decided he'd pay it the world, the universe – if it meant having you back in his arms."

✑ I'll Give You the Stars and Moon by strangelockd • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "[It's] finally here! Your wedding day to [Stephen and] he has a few surprises up his sleeve to make your best day ever even better than you could dream."

✑ In Another Universe by omgstarks • 18+ • 〔E᜶A〕 • 🚫 •

Summary: "You and Stephen are stuck in Sinister's universe. He agrees to help you but at what cost?"

✑ Make Love to Me by ironstrange1991 • 18+ • 〔E᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "When cold weather and a thunderstorm [leaves you] terrified [you find] comfort and warmth in Stephen's arms]."

✑ Messed Up Kind of Love by getlostsquidward • 18+ • 〔E᜶C〕 •

Summary: "Whenever Stephen comes back from his dream walking with that faraway aggravated look in his eyes that indicates he had once again failed, your heart breaks a little each time."

✑ Personal Space by geeky-politics-46 • 18+ • 〔E〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "You try to set some boundaries in your new relationship together, but it still ends the same way... with you both naked."

✑ Poisonous Touch by brunchable • 18+ • 〔E᜶A〕 • 🚫 •

Summary: "Stephen wakes up [bound to a chair] with magic... [to find] you tied up and gagged on the bed, right in front of him."

✑ Swapped Places by vickiee-mcmuffin • 18+ • 〔E〕 • 🚫 •

Summary: "Stephen returns home after a 2-week-long mission, and he seems desperate to touch you. But the Stephen you give yourself to, isn't the Stephen you knew and cared for."

✑ Why Don't You Run From Me by strange-dreams-are-made-of-these • 〔A〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Stephen was searching for help from one of his other self's in the multiverse, but seeing a variant of you makes him realize how bad he has been to you."

✑ Cold by dino-fart • 〔C〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Last of His Day, the by clouded-dreams2 • 〔A〕 •

✑ Let Me Take Care of You by dino-fart • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ More than the Stars by dino-fart • 〔C〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ My Angel by dino-fart • 〔F〕 •

✑ My Hero by dino-fart • 〔F〕 •

✑ Never Doubt My Love by strangelockd • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Salvation by classickook • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Take Care by dino-fart • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Til the End of Time by dino-fart • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ When I'm Tired by dino-fart • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ You're Cute When You're Angry by dino-fart • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

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[strangelockd]

Thank you phone for reminding me that today was the first time I ever posted a fanfiction. It has been such a blessing to be able to craft these stories all from a character(s) that brings us so much hope and joy in such a unforgiving world.

To all the mutuals on here who still like and reblog my work, I appreciate and adore every single one of you. Thanks for allowing me to have a small corner in the middles of this crazy blog.

A big thank you to Ben for existing and being the adorable, handsome, and a overall perfect human being that he is. ❤️

[asherloki]

Thanks @french-vanilla-in-the-clouds for tagging me. I love taylor swift.

Taylor Swift

Should've said no

Fearless

Love story

Speak now

Sparks fly

Red

Message in a bottle

1989

Blank space

Reputation

Don't blame me

Lover

London boy

folklore

Seven

Evermore

Ivy

Midnights

The great war

Tagging @strangelockd @specialagentlokitty @vickie-mcmuffin @selcouthangel

🎵💿 discography tag💿🎵

rules: pick an artist or a band and share your favorite song from each of their albums then tag some mutuals!

tagged by: @b-irock

artist: Gang of Youths If you haven’t given them a listen, please do. They’re amazing human beings and the songs are so heartbreaking and raw and will fuck you up.

The Positions song: Magnolia

Let Me Be Clear song: The Good Fight

Go Farther In Lightness song: Achilles Come Down

angel in realtime. song: Goal of the Century

tagging: @jo-harrington @akiratoro420 @hiscrimsonangel @goldencherriess @jadehowlettthewolf @sweetpeamunson @word-wytch @kookygranger and @finalcreacher for spamming with likes - I see you

[marvel-snape-writes]

Face Your Fears, Doctor Strange — NEW CHAPTER!

Stephen Strange x Christine Palmer (early days)

18+ smut

Chapter 10: Learn Your Lesson

The morning after the night before of fooling and sneaking around while their other colleagues slept, Stephen and Christine find themselves struggling to keep their hands off each other during the work conference. Stephen lets his own imagination run wild in the shower, but once Christine catches onto what he's been up to, she has an achingly taunting way to get him back...

(Snippet below, link to full chapter above! Thank you SO much for being so patient while it took me 12 centuries to write this next chapter 🥲♥️)

“I literally fucked you twice last night and you're already this wet for me now?” Stephen grinned against her lips, circling his finger around her, “Is someone desperate, hm?”

“You actually jerked off in the shower this morning by the sounds of it.” She spoke against his lips, grasping his bottom one between her teeth, “Do not speak to me of desperation, Stephen Strange.”

Stephen lost his breath from her words and narrowed his eyebrows as the kiss broke, slightly weary that the driver would become suspicious. Christine continued to urge his wrist to keep his hand moving and tilted her head back with a soft moan, causing the material of his trousers to become even more restricted. Stephen watched in awe as his lips parted, barely able to even move his fingers on his own from how turned on he was.

Tags! ♥️

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[geeky-politics-46]

Fluffy Sinister Strange - Masterlist

All of my stories and moodboards that contain a more fluffy soft Sinister Strange. It's not really a true series but all of these can be read that way. I envision the same reader for all of them.

Some of these haven't been posted yet but are already in the works.

Actions Speak Louder ❤ - When the only other person in Sinister Strange's gets sick he realizes just how much she has changed him.

In A Different Light ❤⛈ - After a fight with you Sinister Strange goes to quite literally see your point of view, & comes back with a new understanding.

Hang The Moon & Stars ❤🔥 - After declaring his love you for, Sinister Strange makes love to you the first time.

The Morning After ❤🔥 - What happens the first time you wake up in the arms of your new lover?

Sinister Headcanon ❤🔥 - You catch him masturbating

Personal Space ❤🔥 - You try to set some boundaries in your new relationship together, but it still ends the same way... with you both naked.

His Prize ❤🔥 - Stephen just can't seem to get enough of you, so he steals himself a little prize while you are in the shower.

Show Me/Her Prize ❤🔥 - You discover Stephen's little panty stealing habit & request a demonstration of what he does with them.

At Your Mercy ❤🔥 - Stephen is having a bad day, but you know how to make him forget all his worries.

Do You Trust Me? ❤🔥 - Stephen offers you a show of his trust and affection. He wants you take control. (Part of Kinktober 2022)

Leather & Lace ❤🔥 - Stephen gets you a present he knows you will both enjoy. (Part of Kinktober 2022)

A Light In The Dark ❤️🔥 - (Part of Kinktober 2022) (Coming Soon)

Just Hold Me ❤⛈ - Something is wrong. You are acting odd & all Stephen wants to do is help you feel better.

Sinister x Reader relationship moodboard

Fluffy Sinister Strange Playlist - Songs that inspired stories or make me think of or Fluffy Sinister & his family.

A New Year, A New Life ❤️🔥 - Stephen arranges a New Years celebration just for the two of you, & hopes will become much more than the start of a new year.

Sinister x Reader Wedding moodboard

Dad Sinister Strange moodboard - (Coming Soon)

Under The Mistletoe ❤🔥⛈ - Your first Christmas together after giving birth, & a little mistletoe reminds you how loved you really are.

Like Bunnies ❤🔥 - What better way to celebrate Easter than by doing what bunnies do best?

Room To Grow ❤🔥⛈ - Stephen tries to convince you to add to your little family.

Spooky ❤ - Even Halloween gives Stephen more reasons to love you & the life you've given him.

Dance For You/Birthday Boy ❤🔥 - Sinister reminisces on the first birthday he spent with you. (Part of Kinktober 2022)

A Natural ❤🔥 - Stephen begins teaching the mystic arts to your daughter, and you both ruminate on your current pregnancy.

A Strange By Any Other Name ❤ - Your pregnancy is starting to wear on you, but you better come up with a baby name before your daughter does.

What Could Be - (Coming Soon)

Short Drabbles - #1, #2, ❤🔥⛈

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[purplefeathersandblackleather]

It's Hanging in the Air

"Just talk to me and look at me and say another word to me. Just say what's on your mind." - Conversation (LP)

Part 1: Sketch I am in love all over again. I realized after I sketched Sinister that this one was next on my list, so I had to sit down and actually watch some clips of Stephen from Midnight Sun. I can now say that this variant is officially on my roster. It is painfully obvious, though, that him and Tony are either together or at least on the cusp of dating. The way they interact, and banter is very similar to how a couple does that has been together for a long time. I really enjoyed this sketch and even though it's simple in nature, it's not without its own voice. Midnight Strange is a very quirky, talkative variant but I feel like he wouldn't kiss and tell. He speaks with a calm voice and when he guides me, I am in a very serene state of mind. I had no issues with his sketch, and I very much enjoy the future of this peace, seeing where it will go. It got me thinking about how Damon would be in this game and I decided that I wanted to do something different. I thought it could be fun that rather than be with Tony and Stephen all of the time, he is admiring them from afar but trying to help them the best he can. So, he sends his familiar - a tiny dragon named Apalala - to them when he feels that they're hitting a dead end. I don't know if Damon will make an actual appearance or maybe just be a character that's nodded to. What do you all think? Should I make Damon a variant for Midnight Sun? This is the next to last variant of Strange on my roster, with the last one being Fall Sunrise (Sunflower Strange as I've started calling him) and then the variants will be covered. Unless all of you have any other requests. Just drop them in my inbox :3

@fanartka @sinisterstrange616 @sobeautifullyobsessed @harlekin6 @strangelockd @feral-for-strange (For some reason I've never tagged you. But hello there~) @dino-fart (And you as well :3)

[asherloki]

Thank you @light-reading-from-middle-earth for tagging me!

What's your name:- misty (finally name reveal)

Your sun sign:- Aquarius

Last song you listened:- seven by taylor swift

Piercing:- my ears only

Tattoos:- nope

Glasses? Contacts? :- yes I have three glasses, one photochromatic that turns into shades in the sun, one blue block, and one blue block plus protection from UV rays.

Last drink :- water

Any pets:- I had a few cats, looking for a new now

Last thing you ate:- chicken nuggets

Do you have crush on anyone:- not any real person, I fancy few celebrities and fictional characters.

Favourite fictional characters :- bbc Sherlock, doctor strange, loki, moon knight, thor, nat, Tony, cap, Hulk, Hermione, belle, Elsa, Anna, rupanzel many more.

A movie you think everyone should watch:- hmm.. loads actually, but it's quite underrated the ones I'm gonna talk of is the tourist and the two faces of January and except that every marvel movie.

A book everyone should read:- the count of Monte Cristo, the Alchemist, the Christmas Carol.

The last place you travelled:- I haven't travelled much.

Something you're looking forward to:- ummm, crown season 6 😅! Also wanna complete my masters.

I'm tagging @strangelockd @vickie-mcmuffin @selcouthangel @speaking-vogue @jokatsuya

Thanks for the tags @joyful-enchantress & @loopsisloops! Love you besties 💖💛

What's your name? Allison (well okay it's actually Stevania/Stephanie. Allison's my 2nd name. it's a whole thing let's not get into it)

Your sun sign? - Leo 🦁

The last song you listened to? - Hymn for Her by Ames (i finished the summoned pt2 smut so this was expected lol)

What are you wearing right now? - a green tee from American Eagle and pajama bottoms with a print of hot chocolate and candy cane hearts (chortles in 'all wrapped up')

Piercings? - just the earlobes

Tattoos? - none but hoping to get one when my skin finally surrenders its years long battle with me and clears up 🙃🫡

Glasses? Contacts? - Glasses yes, but they're just for blue light and UV because looking at screens too long without them make my head hurt 🥲✌️

Last drink? - Black coffee

Last thing you ate? - KFC chicken and mashed potatoes

Any pets? - None bc building doesn't allow it 🥲 (i have a stupid amount of stuffed toys though and sometimes i bring them to work with me)

Do you have a crush on anyone? - IRL no because my personal life has a pitiful shortage of attractive people 🥲 celeb crushes…Tom Hiddleston (i know, shocker), Robert Pattinson, Mark Fischbach (wow that's a name i haven't mentioned in a hot minute), Taylor Swift, Suki Waterhouse

Favorite fictional characters? - hoo boi we're gonna be here a while… Loki (specifically Sacred Timeline Loki), Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff, Sara Sidle, Arya Stark, Rhaenyra Targaryen, Katherine Pierce, Rose Tyler, Clara Oswald, Jessica Jones, Temperance Brennan, Ichabod Crane…i'm definitely forgetting a lot but that's everyone off the top of my head

A movie you think everyone should watch? - Crimson Peak (dad if you're reading this imagine me shaking my fist at you), Beauty and the Beast (the animation not the live action)

A book you think everyone should read? - for the lovers of Marvel and smut…the Shattered Isles series by Jade Presley; for everyone else…The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

The last place you traveled? - Pangasinan, Philippines

Something you are looking forward to? - in the immediate future…finishing up summoned pt2 and starting on some more request stories, starting on RTC Season 1B (and also 'crimson threads'), chipping away at my miles long Books TBR and Tumblr TBR because lemme just tell you it's ridiculous right now in the more distant future…hopefully finally finishing my poetry book and having it out in the world but that's a long way from happening, moving to a better place, and still writing stories…always still writing stories. as long as i'm making stories i'm happy lol

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[the-eldritch-sorcerer]

<as she felt his soft lips brush upon her forehead she closed her eyes in contentment. She could make out his strong heartbeat against her ear while she traced her soft fingers along his many chest scars. Feeling his body relax she breathed in his scent of smoke and tobacco as released a sigh of bliss. But she couldn’t help but feel like he wasn’t telling her something. Her instincts screamed at her…a warning of a woman, perhaps a past love. The gift of sight had always weight heavy on her. But if thats the case, how would she ever be good enough for this man whom she felt so connected to. Weighing her next words tentatively she kept her gaze away from his, fumbling with her hands she says>

I hope to know what thats like soon. I want you to be happy one day Stephen. Even if Im not the one who can give that to you. I know Ill never live up to Christine, but know that Ill just be happy with whatever you choose us to be.

<ashamed to be so straightforward with him she kept her eyes downcast. Her naturally rosy cheeks only turning more crimson as she pulls the blanket closer to hide her face. Why cant you just keep your foot in your mouth….she snuggles closer into him with this new found feeling of comfort and warmth hoping he wouldn’t think badly of her>

@the-eldritch-sorcerer

<This was the last thing he had expected when they had woken from their sleep. He couldn't be sure how much time had passed since the sun hardly ever showed here after the incursion. He wondered how exactly she knew of Christine, of their relationship and if that was the extent of her knowledge. Did she have a variant of him wherever she had come from? Or was this part of the difference he felt whenever he was close to her?

He contemplated her words for a time, thinking about how he did feel now that she mentioned the woman he had sought after so desperately that it destroyed his and many other worlds.>

You'll never truly be happy without her.

<He winced in slight pain as the Darkhold took root in him and he quickly got up, jostling her from his chest and turned away as he held his head. The peace that he had been feeling in Erica's arms was now warring with the darkness that the book had rooted inside of him. He felt her touch him so he quickly pulled away, fearing for her safety. He got out of the bed and stepped aside, his shoulders tensed as he thought of leaving. At least until a soft voice with an English accent spoke into the room.>

Tell her the truth, she can help you, Stephen.

<His shoulders slouched at the familiar voice before speaking quietly himself, though yet he did not face her, reaching up to put his hand on the window in front of him.>

There is a reason...this world is so broken, Erica. A reason I warned you that the most dangerous monster doesn't lurk in the shattered pieces outside. It lives in these walls, in me. If you promise you will not leave once you know the truth...I will show you.

@strangelockd

[eveenstar]

𝔒𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔪𝔢, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔲𝔰 || 𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔖𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢 𝔵 𝔣𝔢𝔪!𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯||

𝐸𝑃𝐼𝐿𝑂𝐺𝑈𝐸: 𝐺𝐸𝑁𝐸𝑆𝐼𝑆

𝔖𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: Sinister Strange's fairytale comes to an end in a gruesome battle against undead spirits that had come to collect him.

𝔗𝔞𝔤𝔰/𝔚𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: Main character death. Brief suicidal thoughts. Angst.

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ɑ/ɳ: Our 'fairytale' has come to an end. Thank you for accompanying 'Once there was you, me, and us' and I hope you all enjoyed!

"I was afraid to let you go, Strange," The sorceress looked back at him with a hand holding the wave of undead spirits, "because I thought you needed me to stay you," a single tear fell down her cheek, "but I realized that you need yourself,"

Sinister Strange held her free arm to try, in despair, to pull her back, but her cold skin burned him and he had no choice but to fall back, "I didn't want this to happen!"

(Y/N) smiled, kindly, she knew he was speaking the truth, but a grieving heart can only bear so much, "I know, my love. I treasure you so much," She tried to remain strong through the pain of the undead clawing at her arm, pulling her deeper and deeper to the Sanctum's flames. Strange shouted, and tried, and tried to hold her back but his powers were immune to (Y/N)'s. "Stephen, you must promise me that you won't fall again," he leaned into her hand that caressed his cheek lovingly, "Do it for you," she leaned closer to him, almost ripping her arm apart, but it was worth one last kiss, "for me," their lips touched, so soft and frail like a leaf touching the calm river's waters, "and for us"

The flames engulfed her like a dress of fire and ash as the undead souls screamed in a pain only magical fire could cause. The windows exploded like a fire dragon had made the Sanctum it's new home. Strange had to take several steps behind to not get caught by it, as he shouted after her until his voice was gone, like she was, again.

Strange fell to his knees, hands grasping at the dried grass as a wailed cry escaped his lips. His mended heart shattered in a million pieces, he felt like he was going to die at any second - Stephen couldn't breath, or find the will to cry any longer. It was like someone had pierced his heart and let the knife there; twisting and twisting until there was nothing left to bleed.

He felt like this hadn't been a second chance after all, just the universe laughing in his face for everything he's done.

How much could he take of this? Stephen looked at his hands, dried with blood. He had promised her; but she was dead, and he...he could rejoin her, not using the Darkhold this time, no, it should be in a more swift way, before her voice faded from his mind.

It's not like Stephen thinks he doesn't deserve to live; he doesn't, and he knows that, but the thought of being alive felt so much brighter and positive with (Y/N) around and now, now there wasn't much to hold on to. Just ashes of the dreams he burned. If he couldn't burn a thousand stars to be temporary with her, why be temporary by himself? She was no longer around to anchor him, he could finally...breath.

A shady, misty red portal opened behind Stephen as he prepared himself to cast a "one time" spell, right towards his heart, as he stared at the burning Sanctum. A figure stepped forward.

"Stephen Strange?"

Strange turned around in alert, and was met with none other than the Scarlet Witch herself - (Y/N)'s last plan.

[strangelockd]

❤️ If Nobody Has Told You Yet ❤️

[dino-fart]

Hi!! Hiw are u??🥰

I saw your Strange Supreme as a dragon and as a basilisk and think about him being a Hydra.

The Lernaean Hydra or Hydra of Lerna more often known simply as the Hydra, is a serpentine water monster in Greek and Roman mythology.

I think that it could be funny seeing him with five or six heads and hear him talking with all his heads jijiji.

@azu21

Ooooooooooooooooo!!! Lmao it would be funny, what if each head was a different variant? XD

“Alright Stephen....This one takes the cake.” You stood there in awe. 

“Is it that scary?” The five heads said in unison. 

“Scary? No. Concerning? Yes.” 

“You liked our others forms!” One head said coming down to your eye level. 

“I-” 

“Don’t be mean to her!” The second head came down to tell the other off. 

“Stop fighting!!” A third head said. 

“Let her speak!” The fourth one chimed in. 

“I am so sorry...” The fifth one shook its’ head. 

You felt like your brain stopped functioning and you stood there mouth open but no words coming out. 

“Oh great, look at what you all did!” The fifth one shouted. 

The two heads moved away from you to give you space. 

“Okay...So I’m gonna go and take a nap...And when I wake up I will be back to reality.” You rubbed your head and the fourth head came down to you. 

“Sleep here, darling, we’ll be quiet.” It nuzzled it’s head on your torso. 

You nearly stumbled back but kept your balance. “Well...I suppose so, after all, you’re all still my Stephen.” You smiled and kissed the fourth’s head. 

The fifth one breathed fire toward the floor and a couch appeared for you to lay in. 

“Wow, not wasting any time, huh?” You laughed softly and walked over the the couch. 

The heads came down to you and you smirked realizing what they were silently asking for. You placed a kissed on each of the heads and nuzzled onto the couch. “Good night...This is the weirdest pleasant dream I’ve had.” You mumbled and close your eyes. 

“Who’s gonna tell her?” One head whispered to the others.

Dividers By: @firefly-graphics

Tagging: @strangeswife, @strangelockd, @thealleydog, @wolfie-west, @k1mikoz, @fizzybubbletea, @pinkthick, @silver-shadow, @strangesthirdeye, @mynamehasbeentakenbysomeperson, @azu21