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Imagine using magic to seduce your rival Stephen Strange in his dreams
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Since people had started saying that Dr Stephen Strange was the strongest magician currently in the world, you had been working on ways to not lessen his powers - that would be unfair - but to distract him from using them to his full potential, thus securing your own place back on top. Had he just stayed in his own lane, it wouldn’t have been this annoying, this tedious, so it was all his own fault of course. It started with the way that women had been distracting men for centuries - seduction. At first, you had plans to do so in person, but it became quite clear to you that he wouldn’t fall for that, he could just go through a portal and go somewhere else to get away from you. In fact, the only way to ensure that this worked was to make you inescapable. He had to sleep - and that was where you had made your move, weaving a web of dreams for him to fall into, dreams that would affect his body, his mind, his heart, his very soul. Since you were already inside of his head, so you had searched for his desires, so you could become the perfect woman in his dreams - only to find that you were already in there. He’d had thoughts of you before. Dreams of you before, without interference. That only served to make things more interesting. “Stephen,” You said, entering into his private sanctum inside of his dream. His body, his sleeping one, sniffed, able to smell your cloying perfume surrounding him. He felt the touch of your hands against his arms, the hair moving as you brushed it by, making this all the more real to him. “Stay close to me,” You said, now pressing your body against his, your head tucked into his shoulder, breath hot against his neck. “Please - only you can save me.” “From what?” Stephen asked, breathing in the scent of your hair, goosebumps erupting on his flesh. His hands went down your waist to your hips, holding them in his hands. God - he could actually feel how soft your skin was through your clothing, as if it wasn’t there at all. “The world,” You said, kissing his neck now, taking his skin into your mouth but not biting it, just suckling on it softly. “It’s terrifying to be out there … on my own … with no equal. That’s why I need you, Stephen. To protect me from the loneliness.” His breath came out in a shudder. “Yes - I’d break the laws of nature of you.” He held you tightly, long surgeon’s fingers curling around your hips, keeping you in place. You’d make him want you more, more, more, until the urge to have you took over his concentration, his spellwork would grow sloppy, his determination focused on something else. And you would once again be the most powerful one on this earth - what a beautiful future you would have, bringing this man to ruin.
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unteriors · 11 months
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E Ruby Street, Stephens, Arkansas.
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roughridingrednecks · 11 months
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impishbiscuit · 2 years
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ladamania · 4 months
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Twitter still producing bangers on occasion
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libramooon · 9 months
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nessa007 · 10 months
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the amount of people in the replies saying “what career” lmao
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batboyblog · 4 months
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markodragic · 4 months
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I dont think anything on this earth tickles me so hard as how busted white people look in the yakuza franchise
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its so dhsjdjfjxjfjgk
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autotrails · 3 days
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American Auto Trail-Southern National Highway (Palo Pinto to Breckenridge TX)
American Auto Trail-Southern National Highway (Palo Pinto to Breckenridge TX) https://youtu.be/kx4hOAVDgtc This American auto trail explores the route of the 1910s and 1920s Southern National Highway, from Palo Pinto to Breckenridge, Texas.
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CHOCOLATE BABIES (1996) dir. STEPHEN WINTER
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Imagine saving Sinister!Strange’s life.
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This was not an easy world to live in. It was in ruins, other people were few and far between. You weren’t even sure if there was a world beyond New York City anymore. If there was, you haven’t heard from them. The thick, white fog blotted out any chance that you might have had to see airplanes in the sky, or any sign of civilization. But you had it better than most of the people who used to live here. You had shelter, and you had a purpose, working for Dr. Strange. Many would be mad at you for working for the guy who brought about the end of the city, perhaps the end of the world, but you had to survive somehow.
It didn’t get easier. It got worse. Newcomers entered your world. It might have been fine if it were anyone else. Literally.
Anyone else.
But it was Christine Palmer and another Dr. Strange.
A fight ensued between the two doctors. Christine stood outside while you - you were stuck on the inside with them. You didn’t have the magic that the Doctors did. You weren’t a wizard, a warlock, a shaman, whatever they wanted to call themselves on that particular day. If anything, you were a pacifist. But when you saw the way that the fight was going, when you saw that your Strange was heading out the window, about to fall, you leaped at him like a bobcat, pushing him off to the side rather than backwards, saving his life.
“STOP THIS,” You cried out, holding onto his robes. “Just - stop this. Hasn’t enough death and destruction happened?” And you looked at your Stephen in the eyes as he appeared surprised that you had done that. “Do you think that any version of Christine would want this?”
The two men stared at you, and then at each other. Wheels turning. Until finally, in a twist of events, Stephen handed over the Darkhold to the new Strange. “Don’t ever say I didn’t do anything for you,” He said to you, before disappearing into the depths of his sanctum. The other Strange left quickly, and it was your turn to pick up the pieces and clean up the mess. Again.
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austrianillustration · 2 months
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Mr. Stephens
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reimidy · 4 months
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ON A SUNDAY RIDING MY BIKE
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skycaelo · 6 months
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Guyss, new Sex Bob-Omb album!! (Real)(Not Fake)
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