#surgeonofthemysticarts

[starkxsarcasm]

♧ - slap my muse’s hand away from something they shouldn’t touch

Manhandling symbol starters

“Ow!” Tony yelped, pulling his hand away from...what he could only assume was a medieval torture device. Or some kind of ancient potato peeler. Who was he to know? Turning to glare at Strange, he defended, “I wasn’t doing anything! Also, what’s with you and slapping?”

[cuz-tony-stark]

Rose Quartz & Agate

slow burn experimental ironstrange rp with @surgeonofthemysticarts, takes place a couple months after the end of cacw

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July 4th, 2017 -- Greenwich Village, NYC

Summer in New York was rancid, the blazing sun beating down on asphalt streets and cooking the fumes that had filled the air in Lower Manhattan.  It had been a mistake to venture out into the Independence Day traffic... especially when everything felt off.  It had been six weeks since Captain America had been stripped of his title and labeled a war criminal, long enough that even the civilians knew it didn’t look right to let their children dress like him for the parade, but too soon to tell them why.  The young boys that held tiny replica shields held them awkwardly at their sides, sending uneasy glances up at their parents even as the floats trundled by on Main Street.

Meanwhile, Tony Stark wandered the corners of New York, incognito, not making eye contact.  He felt like throwing up... but he was out and about in the city for a reason.  He had drawn his hood, sunglasses and ball cap not terribly out of place in the sun, but he didn’t wear a single article of red, white, or blue.  The clothes he wore were black as mourning, even subconsciously, as he turned a tiny chunk of raw tourmaline in his callused fingers.

Everything ached.  And his Uber was stalled by the traffic.  Tony sighed, averting his eyes from the festivities, and canceled his ride, paying the cancellation fee without question.  

At this rate, he was better off walking the five blocks to 177A Bleecker Street.

Tony half-watched the Youtube video on his phone, a hand shoved into his pocket and still playing with the torumaline as he walked.  Apparently, the place was host to a bunch of strange characters.  Some internet show of conspiracy goofballs called Buzzfeed Unsolved had tried to get in and been shoved out, only to spend the next two weeks staking the place out and finding that there were two similar locations in London and Hong Kong.  The whole thing just oozed something shifty... and Tony needed a distraction.

Finally, he reached his destination and peered up at the large building.

... Fancy window.  Huh.

Tony shoved his phone in his pocket, marched up the stairs, and knocked.

[techmaestro]

Heart Trouble

@surgeonofthemysticarts continued from here.

"I'm not sure I should, it's getting worse," this always happened, at first he just thought it was because he was around Tony in a professional capacity rather than having him as a role model. That transition had been a rough one but the heart palpitations kept getting worse - beyond the realm of nervous and the words just seemed to fall out. Now he was regretting it. Rocking back on his heels, Stephen surveyed the carnage of damage around in the eerily empty and quite New York City sidewalk.

"Considering I'm the one with the MD, I think I should probably get myself a cardiologist rather than have a casual chat? I don't even know why I'm divulging my biological updates to you, either. I'm guessing you're not really interested in understanding the bodies of your colleagues," he then paused, why did that sound so awkward?

"I don't know, maybe you are? That came out a little wonky. I'm uhm rambling are we... Done here? With the whole saving the world thing. Funny how that keeps happening.

“Right, so you’re a little dumb, clearly. I don’t have the issue you do the same way you do, but you can say I’m pretty experienced with this part.” He stepped in to snag his sleeve before he could make an attempt at an escape. This was, truly, ridiculous and he’d never had to handle someone flirting with him who didn’t actually know that’s what they were doing.

He looked so awkward he couldn’t help but smile though, really. “Stephen, we’re sitting down and having a chat. You can’t just throw a confession like that at me and run off without us laying some ground rules since it’s not like we’re gonna stop seeing each other regularly with everything on in the world anymore.”

[beir]

NB Tony is beautiful and everyone should love them. Any and all the NB Tony we can get please! ❤️

Thank you so much for this message!! I’ve kept this in my inbox for the last two months in hopes of being able to draw a little something for you, but alas, work has completely drained me of any creativity/motivation…

But please know I appreciate your enthusiasm for NB Tony 1,000%!! I love drawing non-binary Tony! We definitely need more of them in the world! 

[helxcious]

     A  GODDESS  OF  DEATH. . .  THAT  DOESN´T  RULE  IT  ALL.    Not  every  single  one,  at  least.  Most,  but  not  all.  The  queen  of  the  underworld  had  the  option  to  only  feel  relieved  with  the  knoweledge,  to  not  to  have  such  burden  in  her  shoulders,  but  in  this  singular  case,  it  was  absolutely  frustrating.

The  sorcerer  had  said  in  a  couple  of  opportunities  he  couldn´t  die,  not  while  he  drew  power  from  the  Dark  Dimension  at  least.  But. . . he  belonged  to  the  nine  realms,  realms  whose  souls  she  managed.  So . . . would  his  soul  be  hers  at  the  end,  or. . . would  it  just  not  be  anybody´s  at  all?  Wouldn´t  he  have  an  end  like  the  rest  of  them?  including . . . herself?

These  were  questions  that  kept  Hela  awake  most  nights.  As  a  member  of  the  hell  lords,  Hel  decided  to  inquire  this  doubt  to  the  ruler  of  the  dark  dimension  herself.  His  answer  wasn´t  pleasant  at  all.

His  soul  would  never  belong  to  her.

       “  . . .  what  you  heard.  ”  the  goddess  tried  to  hide  her  sadness  concern  the  best  the  could,  behind  an  usual  emotionless face.

Kind  of  useless,  he  knew  how  to  read  her  like  a  book.

       “  You  are  inmortal.  ”  she  said,  now  avoiding  his  gaze.  “  My  existence  will  have  a  climax.  Yours  not. ”

[benevolentgodloki]

@surgeonofthemysticarts continued from here

Stephen ran his hands through Loki’s hair, fingers slipping between the threads. Greasy or washed, Stephen had longed to do this for weeks on end. He tightened his fists over the roots of Loki’s scalp, Stephen’s lips hovering over his.

“I dare you,” he challenged.

How could he resist, really? Loki was tempted to be contrary, to show that he could defy a dare, that he was not a fool to be goaded. But it would deny him the opportunity to know how Stephen tasted. At the sudden grip to his hair he could feel himself tense with the desire to fight, playful or serious. His heart thumped with exhilaration while his thoughts raced. What if I give in? What if I surrender? If I let him do as he pleases, would he mock me?

Enough thinking. It is only this for now.

Loki bared his teeth in a feigned snarl before he pressed his lips to Strange’s.

[itasedhim]

“ find  comfort  in  the  chaos. ”

Darcy raised a brow “how the hell is someone supposed to do that?”

[aestarc-a]

   it's a hard life   x  |   @surgeonofthemysticarts 

   Tony can’t help but roll his eyes and quietly snort as Strange plays into the cheesy line. And people say he’s narcissistic. It’s not a turn off though. If anything, the genius appreciates an ego that can rival his own. Besides, after already stroking the sorcerer’s ego, he can’t rightly stop now, can he? That would be rude. Especially with Stephen having such a... hard life. 

   “Mmm... You know, I’ve been on that list a few times,” the billionaire hums, taking a couple steps closer. “I could help you out if you wanted? Give you a hand. Seeing as it’s so---” His gaze noticeably dips to Stephen’s crotch before returning to his face, his own expression a salacious grin, “--- hard.” 

[irongammatm]

@surgeonofthemysticarts cont from here

Tony liked Strange because of how they shared a very similar humor. The rest of the ream would get his sarcasm sometimes but not always and it did turn into trouble at times. 

“Only one huh?” He teased back. “Might be too if these alphas don’t back off any time soon.” Tony commented. He had no access to his suit, his watch was failing him and every other method he tried failed. Fighting was an option but he just wasn’t in the mood and there were far too many to take on by himself.

“I really don’t know, all I know is I need to make an update to my suit which failed me. Really.. I landed up in the wrong place at the wrong time.” He admitted. “How did you find me here?” 

[pixelpaladin24]

Reverse: you're such an idiot

[ you're such an idiot ]

He wasn't sure what happened.

One moment he was struggling in the hold of that monster and now he was staring up in Stephen Strange's face. His body reacted before his mind could — he twitched and pulled away before his consciousness caught up and realised Stephen was trying... to... help?! He stopped struggling as soon as this realisation hit him. Even if he still sort of disliked the man.

"Hhhhr—"

Now, emotions appeared on the god's face, one after the other. Surprise, confusion, worry, rage. He couldn't talk — but of course, his neck had been broken, vital parts of his throat suffered serious damage... including his vocal cords.

Gods of Old, oh no. He couldn't speak. What a nightmare! Loki, God of Mischief, without his voice! He cursed the purple grapehead a thousand times already, now it crossed his mind again, I'mgoingtoturnhiminsideout—

That was the moment his eyes found Stephen's face again. Where the Hel were they?

"Whhh—"

Damnit. He couldn't ask. Even breathing was hard. He tried to swallow, then saw stars because of the intense, stabbing pain in his throat.

[cuz-tony-stark]

Mr. Sagittarius

yet another captainstrange rarepair astral projection soul bond thread for @surgeonofthemysticarts 🎉

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It was a quiet morning in the New York Sanctum, the early spring just starting to emerge in small, pale green buds on snow-dusted trees. It had been nearly six months since Steve Rogers and Stephen Strange had been kidnapped by aliens, three months since they began their oddly sweet relationship in December. Valentine’s Day was around the corner, but they hadn’t wasted much time.

Steve sat in an armchair in the corner — a Sanskrit translator in one hand and an old fairy tale book in the other, deciphering paragraph by paragraph — a silent companion while Stephen worked on his spells.

Suddenly, Steve lowered his book.

He looked at Stephen curiously, then closed it and set it aside. “Hey. I have a magic question. It’s probably dumb, but... indulge me?”

[techmaestro]

The Little Mermaid

Would your muse change themself for love, or would they wait to find someone who loves them for who they are?

“What? No, of course not, be true unto oneself and all that.”

//Yeah, sure Tony. Okay, so the answer to this is a hard yes. Tony does. It’s canon. He changes himself for Pepper. He decides he loves her and does a very slow, incredibly painful transition into the guy that she seems to be telling him that she wants.

Tony Stark might’ve been content by the time he dies, but he’s not thriving anymore. His workspace is a lone table in the parlor of a house that I honestly think was Pepper’s getaway house that she just moved Tony into, not a house Tony had any hand in creating or decorating (his aesthetic for everything we see is clean lines and open spaces with muted colors which is very much not the cabin in the forest). We see no evidence of AI around the house for him to interact with, which have been integral to his life since he was a teenager in some form or fashion. EDITH makes it clear he still makes them but it’s obvious that it’s not part of his home. 

Tony gave Pepper his company, then he stuck by her even when she tried to clip out every part of his personal mission and being Iron Man from him in the years that followed, chasing after her when she thought his proposal was a ‘cute but no’ thing in Homecoming and making eyes at her for a baby he only got after weeks thought dead in space. 

In other words, Tony will go to extreme lengths to try to satisfy those he loves, even to his detriment and has the habit of putting aside things that would make him truly happy if his partner wouldn’t approve of them, even if it’s hard and it’s really not what he wants to do. 

This isn’t an always, in some of my personal playgrounds, he’s absolutely ended up with people who love him as he is and don’t want to change him, and who he doesn’t try to change himself for. Unfortunately, that’s just not the way he starts, and the option for that to happen is always there in the background, if someone pulls the right strings.

[goddessoffidelityy-a]

¢ for a late night text

TEXT SYMBOL STARTERS || ACCEPTING

@surgeonofthemysticarts

Sigyn sighed as she tossed and turned in her bed, unable to sleep with all the noise going on outside. Midgard was such a loud realm, even in the small town New Asgard was. It made it near impossible for the quiet goddess to sleep, so she deiced to text the only person she thought may still be awake. 

[Text: Strange Doctor] Are you still awake?  

[serumsoldiers]

☄ Have you ever been in the middle of drama?

Yes, and I use to get so sucked in and involved in it. I’ve stopped with that, I refuse to be the middle person and if it doesn’t directly involve me, Im staying neutral and staying out of it and if anyone continues trying to get me involved, I immediately remove myself from the situation and may lead to blocking them or just not talking to them anymore. 

[imjustthemechanic]

@surgeonofthemysticarts

Tony Stark didn’t knock normally... but the Sanctum was different.  It was a place that didn’t let you in unless it wanted you in, and it was more out of deference to the building itself than to its inhabitant that he rapped on the door.

“Hey, Strange!” he said.  “I’ve got something for you to look at!”  He wanted to understand this thing better, and the closest thing they had to an expert was... well, Strange himself.

[araedi]

[Continued from X]

Sensing that he had gotten the desired reaction from Stephen, Thor had every intention of pushing. The sorcerer was known for his changeable nature and tendency towards stubbornness - qualities Thor could appreciate as much as take advantage of when it came to playful needling. Loki may well be the true god of mischief, but his sibling had picked up a habit or two of his own.

Presenting himself as a well-meaning, completely ignorant fool was one of his favourites. “Oh come oooon!” he wheedled cheerfully, “it’s perfectly fine! Look-” For emphasis - and as though it would sway anything in the mortal’s opinion - Thor took a long draught of the concoction before attempting to press it into his hands yet again. “Absolutely fine! Perhaps a little sweet, but it works!” 

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