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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Iron Man (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Thor (Movies), Doctor Strange (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Loki/Tony Stark/Stephen Strange Characters: Loki (Marvel), Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, Peter Parker, Wong (Marvel), James “Rhodey” Rhodes Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Frostironstrange, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Fluff and Smut, OT3, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Panic Attacks, Separation Anxiety, Protective Stephen Strange, POV Tony Stark, Protective Loki (Marvel), Edging, Anal Sex, Rimming, Overstimulation, Smut, Blow Jobs, Tony Stark Has Issues, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Safe Sane and Consensual, Porn with Feelings, Porn With Plot Summary:

‘How am I supposed to say I’m scared you’ll leave me behind like everyone else has?’

‘Just like that,’ Stephen whispered.

Preoccupied with their respective duties, Loki and Stephen have been off-world for months, leaving Tony behind and alone with his anxious thoughts and fear of abandonment. After they both come home and after reassurances and apologies are made, Tony has a clever idea of how they can make it up to him.

Written for TalesOfMagicandChaos’s prompt: Tony edging Stephen and driving him crazy while not allowing him to come, while on the other hand, overstimulating Loki and making him come over and over, not allowing Stephen to come until Loki’s stamina is spent. First chapter is story-based: rated T Second chapter is pure smut: rated E

Happy Holidays everyone! Thank you so much for all of your support this year! Here’s looking forward to many more stories in the New Year!

Thank you @tales-of-magic-and-chaos for the awesome prompt! 

#smut #fanfiction #fanfic #PWP #fic rec

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FrostIronStrange Discord Server

After several month, I'm finally creating the FrostIronStrange Café, a discord server dedicated to the FrostIronStrange Constellation! I wanted a place where our corner of the fandom could be reunited to share their ideas and headcanons, discuss with fellow shippers and connect around our ship(s). Come and share prompts, ideas and fanworks about our three favorite snarky men! Although it is mainly poly-focused, discussions about all the ships within the three are welcome. :D

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Only When I Sleep (the full fic!)

TW: Gun violence, Idiots In Love

“Did either of you put poison in my food?”

“What? Of course not!” Tony cast Stephen a doubtful look. “I didn’t.”

“Don’t be an idiot, Stark,” Stephen growled. He turned his attention back to Loki. “More importantly, why do you think someone’s poisoned you?”

“It tastes a bit strange…”

Tony grabbed a clean fork from the cutlery drawer. Before Stephen could stop him, he scooped a mound of cauliflower rice and shovelled it into his mouth.

“Tony!” Stephen yelled.

Tony chewed thoughtfully. “Tastes fine to me.”

“Just give it a minute or two, it will come,” Loki said ominously.

“Are you crazy? Do you have a death wish or something?” Stephen berated.

“If it was really poisoned, there really isn’t any point in living anymore, is there?” Tony lamented. “A life without Loki is a tragedy too terrible to contemplate.”

“Tony, you idiot.” Loki’s eyes shone. “I love you.”

“What about me?” Stephen asked, almost fearfully. “Do you love me too?”

“Out of necessity, I suppose I must,” Loki sniffed. “You know CPR.”

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"I don't think Loki loves me very much."

"Don't be ridiculous," Tony said mildly. "Of course he does."

"He loves the things that I can do, sure," Stephen said glumly. "Like making the best eggs Benedict on this side of Manhattan. Or turning cheap wine into the best vintage. Or getting him authentic momo dumplings from Nepal - "

Tony sneaked an amused glance at his morose lover over his Starkpad. "I never realised that your achievements were all food-related."

"Can you be serious for once? I'm in the middle of a crisis here!" Stephen glowered. "And that cauliflower rice recipe had five stars on Good Eats!"

Tony sighed. "Look, Doc. Loki's not a big fan of our planet, as you very well know. The fact that he's staying here, with us? He must love you a little."

Stephen snorted. "That's not saying much."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, he's obviously staying for you," Stephen pointed out. "I'm…baggage."

"Baggage," Tony said flatly. He snapped his fingers. "Hey. Levi. Get over here."

The Cloak of Levitation wafted over from where it had been hovering by the windows for the past few hours people-watching.

Tony pointed at Stephen. "Can you knock some sense into your Master here for me?"

The Cloak gave Stephen a few sympathetic pats on the cheek, before returning to its station and favourite pastime.

"See?" Stephen cocked his head unhappily. "Even Levi agrees with me."

"Have you ever heard of 'opposites attract'? Loki's a closed book, and you…" Tony waved a hand, making vague gestures that alluded to something Stephen could only guess the meaning of. "You gotta open up! Tell him you love him in public! Shout it from the rooftop!"

Stephen blinked. "But we live on the hundredth and thirtieth floor. No one's gonna hear it."

Tony rolled his eyes. "That is not the point, you dumbass."

"Then what is your point?" Stephen asked, exasperated.

"Put aside your ego and show him some love! And I don't mean the tough kind."

"But I only know just the one kind," Stephen grumbled, blushing a little.

Tony stared. "You're hopeless."

"I knooow…" Stephen moaned, listlessly dropping his chin onto the table. "I'm screwed."

"Hmm, what to do, what to do…" Tony drummed his fingers on his desk. "I've got it. Remember that scene in The Sixth Sense? When the 'I See Dead People' kid told Bruce Willis how to get through to his wife?"

"What about it?"

"Say it when he's asleep," Tony said excitedly. "Tell him you love him, and to please love you back."

"But that's ridi - " Stephen paused. "Actually, that's kind of brilliant."

Tony gave a modest shrug. "Well, I am known for my genius."

Stephen snorted. "Thanks, Mr. M. Night Shyamalan."

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"That was a stupid plan," Stephen growled as he emerged from their bedroom the next morning.

Get out of my head, a half-asleep Loki had hollered at the top of his lungs in the middle of the night, waking the entire household in the process. Stephen, being the closest to him in terms of physical distance, had received the brunt of Loki's wrath, which explained his brand-new shiner.

"Serves you right for being a creep," a fully-awake Loki glowered. "And you!" Tony cowered under the intensity of his glare, "Enable him further and we shall see how you fare."

With that parting warning, Loki stormed away, presumably to make himself a hangry sandwich before they were due to join the Avengers in battle in a few minutes, something Tony had neglected to mention to either of his husbands.

"So…planting subliminal messages is a no," Tony said sheepishly. "We should have thought about that, huh?"

Stephen heaved a sigh of despair, and hung his head. "I'm screwed."

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"We're screwed," Stephen announced an hour later; the enemy had utilised an impressive new weapon, a magic dampener that had basically rendered him powerless. "Hand-to-hand combat is not my forte!"

"Hang on," Tony grunted through the communicator. "I'm coming!"

Stephen frantically looked around for his other husband, and his blood ran cold.

A sniper on the roof had Loki in his sight, right in the line of fire, magicless and as helpless as a kitten.

And Stephen ran.

"Loki!" he shouted, "Look out!"

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Stephen awakened to a startling brightness and his whole body hurting with an unidentifiable pain. "Urgh."

"You fool."

Stephen saw the tears in Tony's eyes and his heart began to pound. "Tony?"

"You brave, crazy fool."

"What's wrong? Is Loki okay?" He asked anxiously. "Is that why you're crying? Did he get shot?"

"No, but you did. You pushed Loki out of the way, and got hit instead."

"What?" Then Stephen remembered the barrage of bullets hitting his chest. "How am I not dead?"

"You were bleeding to death on the damn battlefield, right in front of my eyes," Tony said, his voice stricken.

"Tony…" Stephen reached for Tony's hand. It was shaking terribly. "Tony, I'm alright."

"I nearly lost you. I nearly lost you both."

Stephen stilled. "Loki?"

"He's resting." Tony nodded at the other bed across the room. "He nearly drained every drop of magic but it worked. He got you back."

"Help me up," Stephen mumbled. "I need to tell him something."

"Can't this wait? He's still sleeping, and you should be sleeping too - "

"No. It has to be now."

With herculean effort, Stephen dragged himself to Loki's bed. He climbed in beside his slumbering husband.

One look at Loki's exhausted face and the memories came rushing back: the pain, the geyser of blood spurting from his torso -

Damn you, Stephen!

- the sensation of Loki's healing magic pouring into him, dousing the agony in his chest like ice water.

But most of all, he remembered Loki's desperate whispers, I love you. I love you. I love you.

"I love you too, Loki," Stephen whispered in Loki's ear, hugging him tight.

Loki sighed in his sleep. A tell-tale smile began to tug at the corners of his lips. His hands palmed the silk sheets as if looking for something.

"You too, Tony," Stephen ordered. "Get in here."

Grabbing one of Loki's flailing hands, Stephen watched as Tony clambered up onto the bed and grabbed the other.

As they cuddled each other,

"Should we just order in breakfast?"

"For the rest of our lives, yeah."

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my bbgs ❤

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FrostIronStrange Assassin’s Creed AU

Totally self-indulgent AU idea… mainly because I wanted to draw Tony as Ezio LMAO Anyway, here’s some of the stuff I’ve drawn for it! ♥️

#frostironstrange #fanart #assassin's creed au #frostironstrange au #tony stark #iron man #doctor strange #stephen strange #loki #loki laufeyson #assassin’s creed #lilbitofmac

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A little fanart of one of my fav scene of “The sassy, snappy and sarcastic assholes’ guide to saving theuniverse” by Graveltotempo. Go read it, it’s great! ^0^  https://archiveofourown.org/works/35572996/chapters/88683475

#fanart #fic rec #fanfic #fanfiction

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My Loki x Tony x Stephen story is very, very serious (spoiler- it isn’t):

Loki stalked towards him, her green eyes flashing dangerously. Tony’s smile became unsure. Surely she wouldn’t get that upset over cake? He remembered too late who he was dealing with.

“Return that cake to its rightful place immediately!” She was trying to remain calm. She wasn’t an unreasonable god.

Tony’s eyes darkened. He moved the cake closer to his mouth, taking pleasure in the way Loki’s jaw clenched. “Or what, Bambi?”

“Or else I will smite you where you stand, you wretched man!” She’d worked so hard to make everything perfect for today, the first free day in ages. And now Stephen was late and Tony was being incorrigible. It was thoroughly unfair.

Tony watched her thoughtfully from under long, dark lashes. Loki looked at him in despair as he took a large bite from her spiced marble cake. His dramatic noises of pleasure were sinful and infuriating.

“God, Prancer,” Tony licked the chocolate from his fingers slowly, his gaze never falling. “That was-urk!”

Loki had him up against the counter in a second, her arm against his throat. “Why must you confound my attempts to be good, Anthony? Is it not torment enough that I am trapped in this pathetic realm with you and forced to take on this most unsuitable role?”

Tony looked at her with wide eyes, a small, needy moan issuing unexpectedly from his throat. Loki looked at him in surprise, before that turned into disgust. She could clearly see his erection pushing against his short dressing gown.

“Pathetic,” she sneered.

This is still your fault, @letsby.

#wip #fanfiction #fanfic

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More from my Tony wip (sorry, in the middle of schoolwork, so this story’s going to take awhile):

Loki turned back to Tony, her smile becoming deadly. She released his face. “Will you behave yourself, my dear?”

He tried to appear casual, which was difficult under the present circumstances. A rakish smile appeared on his face.

He took a slice of frittata from the counter and munched on it, watching the storm cloud of rage build on Loki’s face. The god’s eyes turned red.

“When have I ever behaved myself, baby?” His eyes searched hers. Loki usually loved looking into his eyes, their dark depths providing such warmth and care. But right now, they were infuriating.

Stephen folded his arms, rolling his eyes. All he wanted was a nice, relaxed lunch and a long nap. Both were seeming less and less likely due to Tony’s posturing.

Tony barely saw Loki raise her hand. The sharp, loud slap across his face created a shockwave of pain and pleasure that coursed through his body. He raised a hand to his reddened cheek, looking at Stephen with wide, lust-blown eyes.

Loki turned his head, her rosy mouth pursing. “No, my insolent mortal. Stephen will not help you. I attempted to use reason. But it seems that force is the only measure which will tame such willful impudence.”

(Slap no. 1) @mostly-marvel-musings I’ve done a tiny bit more.

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The first of my @marveltrumpshate auction wins has been filled! Congratulations @renlybaratheon-tyrell who won the 5k (which turned out to be 15K) FrostIronStrange fic!

On a quest to capture a villain on an alien planet with Stephen and Loki, Tony stumbles across an innocent-looking flower. An innocent-looking flower that’s just sneezed phosphorus green pollen all over his hands, giving him the ability to hear all of Stephen’s and Loki’s inner thoughts.

Discovering that his feelings towards them both are reciprocated, Tony decides to do something about it, to break the self-deprecating stalemate the three of them have found themselves in.

By suggesting a game of strip poker.

Thank you ever so much for your support and your contribution to a wonderful charity! ❤️❤️

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StrangeIronFrost 24

Song goes "tomorrow's a nightmare i'm dreaming today"

Endgame fix it (in my head anyway, change it up as you want) where Stephen dreams Loki's death, Loki dreams Tony's, Tony dreams Stephen's.

Stephen doesn't like Loki but can see he's on the right side so he can't let him die. Loki's always liked Tony, can't let him die. Tony just doesn't want anyone to die at all ever, otherwise it's obviously his fault and he can't live with that (but he does anyway).

Anyway. Short version, they all reach out, plan plan plan, kick some names, happily ever after.

(also, the dreams are all they know but it gives a pretty good idea of the timeline, based on how many rocks Grape-Face has got and whatnot)

#the-c-odd-prompt #prompt

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For Febuwhump Day 10: "How Long Has It Been?"

Pairing: Loki/Tony Stark/Stephen Strange

Summary: Loki has finally awakened from his long bout of illness. Sequel to 'Into The Heart of the Night'

"Do you need anything? A drink of water? Are you hurting anywhere?" Tony asked as he rummaged through the drawer of bric-a-brac.

"I've got Tylenol...Advil...Excedrin…" He looked up. "If you want something stronger, you're gonna have to wait till Stephen gets home."

Loki shook his head. "I want nothing."

"You sure?" Tony asked worriedly. "You haven't kept anything down since we brought you here. You must be starving."

"The victuals can wait," Loki declined again. Ignoring his chagrined boyfriend, he stared at the high lofty ceiling of the room. 

Loki did not remember seeing quite as many cobwebs the last time he came. An indescribable fear descended upon him, and Loki found himself squeezing Tony's fingers tighter. 

"How long has it been?"

"For you? Just over a week," Tony pressed the back of Loki's hand to his cheek. "For me? Forever."

"So dramatic, Stark."

A sudden thought struck, and Loki's smile vanished instantly. "Did I die?" 

Tony must have heard him wrongly. "What?"

"Did I die?" Loki repeated the question in a softer, yet clearer, voice. "Did Stephen bring me back?"

Tony's mouth fell open. "How the hell am I supposed to answer that?" 

"Truthfully," Loki said. "Even if it comes at a merciless cost."

Tony stared at Loki for a long, long time before he finally answered, "No. Stephen managed to find a cure in time. It was in one of the books his old Master kept."

"Old master?" An odd lilt coloured Loki's tone. "Do you mean the late Sorcerer Supreme? The Ancient One?"

"That's what he said," Tony muttered. He could not understand the disappointment he was seeing in Loki's dull eyes. "Why? Do you wish he had?"

When Loki did not answer, Tony felt his anger rising. "Did you want to die?"

There was only silence, and with it came a sinking realisation. 

"You wanted to see if he loved you enough to bring you back," Tony whispered, aghast.

"No!" Loki bared his teeth, the pallor of his lips conferring a ghoulish appearance to his snarl. "Never that."

"Then why?" Tony implored, refusing to let it go despite the growing tension.  

"It is against the natural order."

Of all the things Loki could say, he chose to echo Stephen's mantra, something both he and Tony had come to know very well. "It is an impossible situation, one that I would never, ever put anyone in. Not Stephen, not you."

Tony deflated instantly. 

"Well, you did," he said, slumping in his chair. "You scared the shit out of me, Lokes."

Loki mustered a wan smile. "I'm alright, Anthony. I am not one for succumbing to a measly Midgardian illness."

Tony snorted loudly. "You should have seen yourself last week."

There was the familiar smirk, the one Tony thought he would never get to see again. 

"I bet I looked smoking hot," Loki gloated. 

Speaking of hot -

Tony shot out a hand to feel Loki's forehead.

"You don't feel feverish anymore," he said in relief. 

Loki reached up to feel his own head. 

"I suppose I have to take your word for it," he murmured. "I still feel...out of sorts."

"This should make you feel better," a new voice spoke from the door. 

"Stephen." Loki's face brightened. "You're back."

The kiss Stephen planted on his forehead may be cold, as cold as the Himalayan mountains his lover had just returned from, but Loki felt the warmth all the same. 

"You alright?" Stephen asked quietly. 

Loki wished he could spell the concern in the sombre gray eyes away with mere words, but knew they would not be enough. 

He cupped Stephen's cheek, hoping the coolness of his skin would assuage the human sorcerer's fears. "I am well, dearest. Only a little weary."

Stephen shook the flask in his hand. "I've got just the thing."

Tony eyed the object with a healthy dose of suspicion. "Another magic potion?"

"Close." Stephen pried the lid open and upended its content into a bowl. A hearty, mouth-watering scent instantly filled the room. "It's kwati. I got Master Bhavisana to make it especially for you."

Waving Tony's proffered hand away, Loki slowly pushed himself up to a sitting position and peered into the bowl with interest. "What is it? It smells divine."

"The Nepalese swear by it. It could drive the cold away from the monsoon itself, or so they say."

Tony nodded in understanding. "Ah. Just like whiskey."

Stephen resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "It's a soup made with nine different types of sprouted beans. There's black gram, green gram, chickpeas, field peas, soybean, kidney beans, cowpeas, rice beans and garden peas - " 

Stephen's flawless recital of the bean list had to be sexiest thing Tony had ever heard, and Loki must have thought the same.

He did not know what magic Stephen used, but when Loki allowed himself to be fed the broth, Tony pouted. "How come you're never this sweet with me?"

Stephen turned to glare at him. "Do you know the length I had to go to, to get your Wolfgang Puck's Organic Tomato Basil Bisque soup?"

Oops. 

"It was delicious," Tony said sheepishly. "Thanks, sweetie."

"Too late," Stephen growled. "I'm only getting Heinz from now on."

"Are you trying to kill me? Heinz is poison."

"To my knowledge, the only thing they ever recall is baby food, Stark." 

"And their cheese dips! Remember the time I got super sick once? I didn't leave the bathroom for days."

"That...might have had more to do with you quaffing three jars of queso in one sitting but that's just my professional opinion."

Suddenly a strangled sound, like a snort that went down the wrong way, caused Tony and Stephen to pause mid bickering.

Alarmed by the tears running down Loki's face, Tony grasped his lover's shaking shoulder. "Loki, what is it?"

When Loki did not immediately answer, Tony descended into panic mode.

"Are you choking? Stephen, I think he's choking." Tony began frantically thumping Loki on the back. "He's choking on your magic bean soup!"

Loki shook his head.

"What's the matter?" Stephen asked anxiously. "Is it too spicy for you?"

"No," Loki let out a wet chuckle, "I just - it feels good."

He hurriedly licked the salt from his lips, only to have more tears trickle in just as quickly. He wiped them away hastily with the heels of his hands. "It feels damn good to be alive."

"Oh, Bambi," Tony sighed. He pressed his forehead to the underside of Loki's jaw and waited for the compulsive swallowing to stop before he spoke again. 

"I hate to break it to ya, but there's not going to be a peaceful moment from hereon out."

"Only chaos and pandemonium," Stephen quipped.

"Laughter," Tony corrected. "Noise, and love, and laughter."

He gathered Stephen and Loki into a collective embrace, bringing their heads together till they were temple to temple proper. "Lots and lots of laughter."

It was then Loki knew...that it was not the Time Stone or Dormammu's dark powers that had brought him back.

"Thank you," Loki whispered. 

It was love, the strongest magic of all.

"For bringing me back."

"Never letting you go, Lokes," Tony vowed. 

"What he said," Stephen concurred. "Just...try not to die so much, and I'll do the rest."

"You drive a hard bargain, Doctor," Loki smiled through his tears, fast receding. "But you have a deal."

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Song goes "i know they say that time will heal my wounds but i'm only feeling bitter without you"

So. Two of the boys have a crush/are in love with the third but they're not together and Third is dead. One and Two aren't coping well with it (individually or together) and team up to bring Three back, making a pact that whoever Three chooses to be with, the other one will respect that and not interfere. Then Three comes back and turns out there's no choice to be made, after all.

#prompt #the-c-odd-prompt

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Happy Fanfic writer friday! 💫✨😊

Have you been working on any Loki/Stephen/Tony fics lately? Its been a while since you published anything with this pairing 😔 I miss it!

Hey! Happy FFWF! Wow, it’s been a while since I got one of these! Thank you so much for sending it, and sorry that it took me a while to get to it!

I’m working on two stories at the moment! One is a 40K IronStrange story and the other is a FrostIronStrange, and it’s my first prompt fill for the Marvel Trumps Hate Auction. It’s for the 5k fill which was won by the lovely @renlybaratheon-tyrell, and it’s already at 7k….

Here’s a little snippet of it so far:

‘As long as I’m not going to die I’ll take it,’ Tony growled, frantically wiping his hand on the ground, almost sobbing in relief as it clung to the blades of alien grass, all evidence removed as soon as Loki burst into the clearing.

‘I swear Stark, is it really so difficult to stay beside us? One would think you wish to die,’ Loki shouted, throwing his hands up in the air as he turned in a circle, keeping an eye out for potential threats.

I swear. I’ve never spent so much time worrying about another individual. It’s exhausting.

‘Well, sorry you have to worry about me all the time. Leave me behind and go ahead,’ Tony spat out, his fear of being caught and the alien substance still sticky on his skin making him short-tempered.

My words have upset him.

‘You’re damn right! Strange? Where are you?’

‘Right about what? You wish to die?’ Loki asked, confused.

‘What? No, that you upset me,’ Tony answered, reforming the bots over his hand in a gauntlet.

‘Wait a moment.’ Loki was suddenly before him, wisps of green magic in the air, an indication of his concern. ‘Did something happen? You seem addled.’ Loki’s eyes narrowed as they looked over him, before looking down at the ground around them.

‘I’m fine. I’m tired and I don’t appreciate being barked at all the time. Stop messing about and let’s go.’

Did my words wound him? My temperament?

Tony felt his mouth drop open inside the safety of his helmet.

Loki’s mouth hadn’t moved.

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Chapters: 10/? Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Doctor Strange (2016) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Loki/Tony Stark/Stephen Strange, Loki/Tony Stark, Loki/Stephen Strange, Tony Stark/Stephen Strange, Past Tony Stark/Pepper Potts, Past Christine Palmer/Stephen Strange - Relationship, Loki & Thor (Marvel), Brunnhilde | Valkyrie & Thor (Marvel), Brunnhilde | Valkyrie & Loki (Marvel) Characters: Loki (Marvel), Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, Pepper Potts, Christine Palmer, Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Thor (Marvel) Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Polyamory, Mpreg, Pregnant Loki (Marvel), Intersex Loki (Marvel), Jotunn Loki (Marvel), Angst, Fluff, Romance, Lots of drama, Idiots in Love, Pregnancy complications, Humor, Sick Loki (Marvel), Loki Whump, Loki Feels (Marvel), Tony Stark Feels, Stephen Strange Needs a Hug, everybody needs a hug, Protective Thor (Marvel), Genderfluid Loki (Marvel), Japanese Mythology & Folklore Series: Part 13 of The IronStrangeFrost Compendium Summary:

Loki thought he had struck gold this lifetime around, having found not one, but two loves at once. This new life he is carrying could only be a blessing, so why is everybody miserable?

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The Hardest Job In The World.

Ko-Fi

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