#Stephen Strange x teen!reader

[moiravim]

Overprotective

Overprotective!Dad!Stephen Strange x GN!teen!yn

Platonic!America Chavez x GN!teen!YN

summary: living with Steven Strange as your dad

Stephen was always extremely overprotective of you. He would let you have fun but he'd always be by your side.

He'd do anything to keep you happy but sometimes he didn't know what you needed. He'd shower you in gifts and try to spend as much time with you as possible, but often got held up at work.

That was until he had gotten in a car accident and could no longer work in the hospital. He was heartbroken but stayed strong around you.

When he started working in the Sanctum Sanctorum he became much happier and started healing. He'd spend hours every day with you. He loves teaching you everything he knows.

During the events of Infinity War he made you stay at home. He was worried you'd get hurt and decided it was the best option.

When he got back after the blip he became even more protective. He had realized how easy it is to loose people and he can't loose you.

He never leaves your side unless he's doing something he believes is dangerous. Then he'll make you stay with Wong and on rare occasions Christine.

When you meet America the two of you immediately become friends. It was nice for you to finally be around someone your age.

He'd let the two of you go out by yourselves but don't think he's against grounding you if you get into trouble.

Stephen takes your safety very seriously and won't let you out yourself at risk.

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[theseawakes]

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh," you breathed out after a beat.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Are you sure?"

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

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

"Yeah, yeah, totally."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Stephen hummed. "How about mint choco?"

You snorted. "You mean the toothpaste?"

"Hey, it's good!"

"What's good about eating toothpaste?"

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

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

"Oh, you will."

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

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

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

"Enjoying the toothpaste?"

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

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

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

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

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

"Anything for my dearest demon child."

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[jackfrombaskinrobbins]

adopting a pet with the avengers!

type of writing: headcanons / scenario

word count: 911

request: yes / no

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

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

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

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

taglist: @nutellani @thecloudedmind

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you had been BEGGING tony to let you get another pet

bc a few of them already lived at the tower

lucky, liho, and alpine

but you wanted a dog.

not just any dog

specifically a puppy 

and miles, peter & harley were on ur side

especially harley bc he rly wanted a dog

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

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

and that was good with u!!

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

the first person you went to was scott

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

right?????

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

and when you asked him why?

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

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

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

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

love him though

so next you went to clint

and he was more than happy to sign!!

bc ofc lucky would love a little friend

and natasha was there too

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

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

thor was totally on board

because he’s thor ofc

and thor loves puppies

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

oh btw miles and peter signed 

they were ur first signatures!!!!!!

next up was sam, bucky, and steve

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

so you made a powerpoint presentation. 

and it was awesome

like you may have used every single available transition

twice

maybe three times each

like i said it was awesome

maybe a little excessive

but awesome!!!

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

TAKING NOTES

what a nerd, am i right???

jk we love steve rogers in this house

anyways then they deliberated

and they made you and harley go stand outside the room

it literally felt like shark tank you guys

well not the standing outside while they decide but still

but they signed it yippee!!!!

bruce and wanda signed quickly too

especially bruce was really excited

i feel like he would totally be a dog person 

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

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

and they did!!!

well wong did

and then he forged strange’s signature for you

wong supremacy fr

you were on a roll

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

hell, nick fury even signed it!!!!

so you took it back to tony

and he was like 

“woah this is a lot more than i expected”

AND SO HE TOOK YOU TO GET A PUPPY!!

and y’all

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

a little german shepard 

w like the floppy ears & stuff?

oml he was so cute

tony kept saying his named was tony jr

but you told him no

but he kept saying it

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

jk love him

anyways you named him max!!!

bc yes!!!!

and you took him back to the tower

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

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

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

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

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

and max kept sitting on sam and licking him

and he was like “omg stop”

but he was laughing so you knew you were good

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

and a bunch of like cool toys for him

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

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

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

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

he’s such a softie

and scott loved him too they were best friends

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

HAHAHA

dw y’all he loved the dog too

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

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[book-place]

The Art of Remembering

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

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

*not my gif*

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Except for this.

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

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

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

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

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

Needless to say, it had been a rough day.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“But-“

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

He rushed off, leaving you and Peter alone.

You scoffed, “This is insane, Pete.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He was going to let you go.

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

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[lykaonimagines]

Are You Going To Fix That? - Stephen Strange

Hopefully I’ve done this request justice! Have not written a daughter reader or PalmerStrange before so I hope you like it! 

Paring: Stephen Strange x Christine (romantic);  Stephen Strange & Alternate Universe Daughter!Reader (platonic)

Word Count: 1,920

Description: Stephen and Christine get sucked into one of America’s portals while she’s training, and run into a surprising new face.

Request: "Can I request a reader that is Dr strange and Christine's future daughter? And they met her accidentally?”

Requested by: Anon

Warnings: Some swearing. 

Masterlist

He really was going to need to up America’s training schedule, Stephen thinks as he climbs to his feet and helps Christine up beside him as they look around the new universe they had landed in.

He wasn’t particularly worried, she’d grown good at locating him, but she was still trying to get the hang of not letting her portals suck in those standing beside them.

“Are you alright?” He asks Christine as he looks her over for any injuries, cringing as her eyes widen and she runs to vomit in a nearby trash can. “Should have warned you about that.”

Pushing herself away from the can, she glares at him with no heat, “Would have been nice if you mentioned it. What exactly was all of that?”

“America lost control of her portal, sucked us in and we flew through several other universes before crash landing here,” he shrugs and offers his arm to her. “She’ll figure out where we are and have us back soon.”

“Is this common being a single father of a super powered teen?” She teases as she accepts his arm and they head down the street.

“More common than I’d like to admit,” he grumbles and runs his free hand through his hair. “She’s getting much better, it just takes time. I didn’t mean for you to get wrapped up in this though.”

“Stephen it’s fine, as long as we get back in one piece,” she pauses and glances around at the more high-tech looking New York City around them. “Where are we going?”

“The Sanctum. There’s like an eight out of ten chance other me will help us or at least let us stay there until our ride is here.”

“And the other two chances?”

“He tries to kill or imprison me.”

“A two out of ten chance of being murdered is still terrible odds Doctor Strange.”

“Two of ten that they’ll try,” he comments with a wink toward her. “I’ve survived every attempt so far.”

She rolls her eyes but holds onto his arm tighter, a smile spreading across Stephen’s face at the contact.

The two of them had been working on reconnecting, and it had been going maddeningly slow for him. But he appreciated even being given that chance again.

The fact she was willing to entertain the idea of maybe someday giving them a proper try, was enough to keep him going forward. Hence why she’d been in the Sanctum at all.

She’d met America a few times, but he was trying to help build some kind of relationship between the two, in hopes maybe one day Christine would want to join them at the Sanctum. He’d been trying to be more open about everything he does, and about what’s going on his head and world.

Reaching the gate he pulls it open and ushers her through it, “Be on guard, just in case-”

Before he can finish his statement a portal opens before him and a flash of Y/H/C hair darts toward him, throwing arms around his waist, “Dad!”

Stephen shares a look of confusion with Christine at the interaction, his arms staying at his sides as the teenager attached to him chatters on.

“I, uh kid I think you’ve got the wrong person,” he says as he coughs awkwardly, and the girl looks up at him, chin as his chest.

She narrows her eyes after a minute, “Why do you look so young? You’re definitely dad, what kind of spell is this?”

Her eyes glance over to Christine for a moment, “You too, what kind of spell are you doing? And I thought you had to work late tonight Mom?”

“Who are you?” Stephen asks as he tries to remove himself from her hug. “And who do you think we are?”

She rolls her eyes and takes a step back, “I’m Y/N Strange. You are Stephen Strange, master of the mystic arts, and my father. And she’s Christine Strange, neurosurgeon, and my mother. Like you don’t know that.”

His eyes widen at the declaration and he looks to Christine who looks equally as mystified, “We’re married and have children here?”

Looking between the two, a look of understanding washes over Y/N’s face, “You’re from another universe aren’t you? That’s why you don’t know me. Well that’s depressing, I don’t exist? Are you two married at least?”

“We are from another universe, and no we aren’t married,” Christine answers her. “We used to date.”

“Used to?” Y/N raises an eyebrow, turning to give Stephen a scathing look. “Are you going to fix that?”

Stephen’s mouth opens and closes as he tries to come up with a reply to the smirk spreading across the girl’s face. “I- well I’m trying,” he finally grumbles out, his cheeks flushing pink.

“Is he?” She asks, her gaze going back to Christine. “Or is he doing the whole ‘I can’t be loved I have to protect you blah blah blah’ shit he did to my mom?”

Christine laughs, smiling and shaking her head, “There is no doubt who your father is. In the slightest. But yes, Stephen is trying.”

“Not the first time I’ve been told that,” she says with a proud smile. “Now are you guys coming in or what? Dad should be back soon if you need him.”

Y/N heads back toward the door with the two following her, stepping into a slightly different version of the New York Sanctum. “But I’m the second master of the Sanctum,” she announces proudly.

“Bullshit,” Stephen grins. “No way yet kid.”

“He’s known you five minutes and already knows you’re full of shit Y/N,” a familiar voice responds, an older version of Strange comes down the stairs and stops next to his daughter. “What have I told you about playing Sanctum defender?”

“To not to,” she rolls her eyes but leans in to hug her father. “But I will be one day.”

“You still need to decide what you even want to do,” he responds, putting an arm over her shoulder.

“I already said I’d do both, it’s decided dad.”

“Can you believe this kid?” Older Strange asks as he looks between Stephen and Christine. “She thinks she can be a neurosurgeon and a master of the Sanctum at the same time. Won’t listen to me that they’re both draining and take all your available time on their own.”

“Well I’m better than you and I’m gonna prove it,” Y/N smiles up sweetly at him as he rolls his eyes. “I’ll do both and be better at both. Because I’m going to be the best at both.”

“I now agree that she’s absolutely my child,” Stephen states as he shakes his head. “I mean ours. Yours. She’s Stephen Strange’s child.”

“That she is,” Strange responds and steps forward offering his hand to Stephen. “Multiversal mishap?”

Stephen shakes his hand, “Yeah, my somewhat adopted daughter makes multiverse portals, she had a slight mistake during training. Sucked us in, she’ll be here to get us relatively soon I’m sure.”

“Adopted daughter?” Y/N asks tilting her head. “So in your universe I’ll have a sister? What’s her name?”

“America. Her name is America,” he responds quickly, ignoring her first question as he glances over at Christine who gives him a soft smile.

“Oh I know that look,” Strange chuckles and looks toward Christine. “I’m not sure what he’s done or what he’s said, but the man genuinely loves you. We’re just all terrible at saying it. Don’t be too hard on him.”

“Hmm, he has a few things to make up for still, but I’ll keep that in mind,” she laughs and stands a little closer to her Stephen. “Where’s your Christine?”

“At work, medical director at Metro-General,” he says with a smile. “She worked very hard for it and has done an amazing job.”

“Is that where you two met?”

“It is, and I was a jackass like I’m guessing he was,” he nods toward Stephen.

“You think you’re nice now?” Y/N interrupts with a grin.

“Oh yeah compared to then. I was exactly like you,” he reaches over to mess up her hair as she protests. “Sometimes the apple doesn’t fall far enough from the tree.”

Y/N crosses her arms and huffs, “I have mom in me too. It’s impossible for me to be worse than you.”

“You’re right, my precious little girl is just the sweetest cutest little thing,” he says, raising the pitch of his voice to embarrass her and leaning over to press kisses all over her head as she struggles to get away from his grip.

“Save me!” Y/N shouts reaching out toward Stephen who wistfully shakes his head and watches them with a fondness as he feels a hand take his own.

Glancing down he sees Christine’s hand holding his, he gives it a comforting squeeze and looks up to her eyes with the same fondness.

As the father and daughter continue to bicker, a star-shaped portal rips apart the air, and America leans through it sheepishly, “Sorry…”

“It’s alright kid,” Stephen chuckles and smiles at her. “No harm done.”

“So you’re my sister from another universe?” Y/N asks walking closer to the portal and gesturing toward it. “Absolutely wicked by the way.”

“Thanks!” America perks up at the compliment. “You’re Stephen’s kid here?”

“Yep, and you’re his adopted kid there?”

“I guess I am,” she answers looking over at Stephen who sends her a wink.

“Well if you ever end up back here in our universe, look me up yeah?” Y/N says holding out her fist. “I’ve accepted you as my sister, we can hang out.”

America quickly fist bumps her, “I definitely will! We definitely need to hang out.”

“And cause chaos?” both Stephen’s say at the same time, shaking their heads at one another.

“No chaos, just bonding,” Y/N smirks before walking over to throws her arms around Stephen and Christine. “It was nice meeting young Mom and Dad, you two work all that stuff out alright? I wish to be born.”

“We’ll see how it goes,” Christine laughs and hugs her back. “You make a compelling argument.”

Giving a nod to his other self and daughter, Stephen heads toward the portal with Christine’s hand still in his own.

As the portal closes behind them and they stand in his Sanctum once again, Stephen turns toward her and tentatively takes her other hand, “Not exactly what I promised we’d be doing today… but was it a fun adventure?”

“The best actually,” she smirks and takes a step closer. “A nice glimpse of what the future could be.”

“A future you’d like?” he asks hopefully.

“A future I think I’d love,” she responds and places a hand on his chest. “Also a sneak peak of what you’ll look like in fifteen years was nice. Still handsome as ever.”

“Let me take you out to dinner, as a proper date?”

“I think I could do that,” her hand grips the fabric of his tunic and gently pulls his face closer to her own.

Leaning in closer to her, she gives him a slight nod and his lips press to hers.

“Gross,” America states walking past them, causing the two to break apart as they realize she’d still been standing there.

“I should head back and get ready. Pick me up at seven?” she asks, glancing down at her watch.

“I’ll be there.”

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[specialagentlokitty]

Dr strange x Teen!reader - care

Hey was wondering if I could request a Stephen strange x teen!reader where she is really shy and he feels fatherly towards her. - Anon💜

Swinging your legs back and forth, you had your eyes glued to the folder in front of you instead of looking at the rest of the team.

You weren’t allowed on missions yet, but you still came to the briefings to understand how they work and get you used to everyone.

“You know you can leave.” Tony whispered.

You nodded your head.

“Do you want me to distract everyone?” He asked.

You nodded your head again and he nodded.

A moment later he was in the front of the room, distracting everyone so you could sneak out of the back without being seen.

Or, so you thought.

You didn’t know that strange was watching you, and when you snuck away he had left as well.

Walking a bit away, you slid down the wall and took a few deep breaths trying to calm yourself. You hated groups of people, and you were uncomfortable and best around the avengers.

Sure, you’d been here for years now but you still hadn’t warmed up to any of them aside from Tony and Bruce who mainly kept an eye on you.

Hearing some steps, you looked up and came face to face with strange.

Quickly you buried your head in your knees again.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

You slowly nodded.

“I don’t like the meetings either.”

You looked up slightly and he smiled softly at you.

You quickly glanced away, but out of the corner of your eye you watched as he sat next to you, resting his arms on his knees and head against the wall.

Neither of you said anything, the pair of you just sat there for a while.

When you could hear the others coming closer, you felt something cover you.

Removing the fabric from your head slightly, you noticed it was his cloak and he was stood in front of you, casually talking to the others.

You didn’t say anything, just watched as they left and he knelt down again.

“Wanna go someone quiet?” He asked softly.

You nodded and stood up, holding his cloak out to him but he didn’t take it, instead it wrapped around you.

You smiled softly, and lightly held it as you followed behind him.

Strange kept flicking his gaze behind him, making sure you were still there and he took you to the library.

“No one comes in here but me, and occasionally Loki. Do you read (Y/N).”

You nodded, padding to the shelves you pulled out an old and dusty book and walked back over, showing it to him.

“May I?”

You handed the book over to him and sat on the couch as he looked at it before walking over.

He opened it to the first page and started to read.

You sat there and listened happily, a smile on your face.

When strange saw you smiling he couldn’t help but smile as well as he carried on.

You felt calm around him, safe.

He didn’t pressure you into talk, and made answering his questions easy.

As it started to get dark he looked around.

“Let me get the lights.”

You shook your head, with a wave of your hand little orbs appeared around the room, lighting it up.

“Amazing.”

You smiled a little more.

“I… control light…” you whispered.

“I see, a good power for a good kid.”

You looked at him in shock.

“Thank you…”

Strange smiled, you just needed someone to guide you, someone to help and support you.

He wanted to be that person, he felt the need to protect you as if you were his own child.

He always had, every since he first met you he looked out for you, because in a way you reminded him of himself after his accident

#marvel x you #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #marvel #avengers #avengers x you #avengers x reader #avengers imagine #dr stephen strange #dr strange #stephen strange x you #Stephen strange x reader #dr strange x reader #dr strange x you

[itsss4t4n]

Who I write for /Rules

Masterlist

I'm new-ish to writing (i used to write fanfiction when i was like 13. i'm 18 now soo..) but I really wanna do it again.

So this is a list of characters/fandoms I write for as well as some rules for asks. Some things may be missing from this list so if you dont see something on this list, feel free to ask. :))

I will add a prompt list to this blog soon but again feel free to request other scenarious. Do add as much detail as you want to a request and please ALWAYS have at least some sort of prompt, as i'm really not good with coming up with storys on my own yet.

I WILL NOT DO SMUT SO DONT REQUEST IT! I might however do spicy stuff (Nothing more than making out tho).

My writing will be for all ages but please still be careful if the fic-warnings include sensitive topics and i might repost some 18+ things so be careful when navigating my blog.

Please be nice and have manners when requesting.

If you have any questions at all if i write for something, or if a topic you want me to write about is okay or not, please reach out through my asks or my inbox.

Also please include what gender/pronouns you want the reader to have (i write for all genders):)))

I write both romantic and platonic for all my characters. Although Teen!readers will always be platonic if the character is an adult.

I also write poly relationships. AUs are also totally on the table (big Fan of celebrity AUs).

Some things I will not write include: Pregnancy, toxic/yandere, student x teacher.

(Also english isnt my first language, and even know in my opinion i speak it really well, if they are any mistakes, thats why.)

Harry Potter

-Fred Weasley

-george Weasley

-lee jordan

-Charly weasley

-Bill weasley

-cedric diggory

-Fleur delacour

-olliver wood

-sirius black

-remus lupin

Marauders

-James potter

-sirius black

-remus lupin

-regulus black

-Evan rosier

-Barty crouch jr

-pandora lestrange

-lilly evans

-marlene mckinnon

Hogwarts Legacy

-Sebastian Sallow

-Ominus Gaunt

-Gareth Weasley

-Poppy Sweetings

-Imelda Reyes

Twilight

-Jasper Hale

-Emmet Cullen

-carlisle cullen

-esme cullen

-rosalie hale

-alice cullen

-sam uley

-Paul lahote

-charlie swan

-Leah clearwater

pjo

-Percy jackson

-Anabeth chase

-luke castellan

-clarrisse larue

-selena beauregard

-charles beckendorf

-ethan nakamura

-nico di anglo (no romantic fem readers)

-rachel elizabeth dare

-will solace (no romantic fem reader)

-travis stoll

-connor stoll

-hazel levesque (no romantic)

-jason grace

-leo valdez

-piper mclean

Magnus chase

-Magnus chase

-samirah al abbas ( no romantic)

-alex fierro

-blitzen

-hearthstone

-malory keen

-tj (thomas jefferson jr)

Kane chronicles (havent read it in a while so might be ooc)

-Carter kane

-sadie kane

-anubis

-walt stone

MCU (Avengers)

-bucky Barnes

-steve rogers

-tony stark

-sam wilson

-natasha romanoff

-yelena belova

-Peter Parker (tom holland and andrew garfield)

-MJ

-Wanda maximof

-Piedro maximof

-Clint barton

-scott lang

-stephen strange

-kate bishop

MCU ( Guardians of the galaxy)

-peter quill

-gamora

Moonknight

-steven grant

-mark spector

-layla el-faouly

Daredevil (Season 1)

-matt murdock

-Foggy nelson

-Karen page

-James wesley

X-men universe

-Deadpool

-Weasly

-francis

-Xavier

-negasonic

-mystic

-Angel

-kurt

Venom

-Eddie Brock

DC

-Harley Quinn

-Jason Todd

-Dick Grayson

Disney Descendants

-Mal

-Evie

-Carlos devil

-Jay

-Benjamin beast

-Chad charming

-Audrey rose

-jane

-lonnie

-Uma

-Harry hook

-Gil

Kingsmen

-Eggsy

Tiny Pretty things (Netflix)

-Bette Whitlaw

-oren lennox

-shane madej (no romantic fem readers)

-June park

Jennifers Body

-Jennifer Check

-Colin gray

Ever after high

-all characters

Redacted Audios (no x reader, just ships)

-literally all characters

#fanfic #writing #reader insert #requests open #twilight x reader #x reader #marvel x reader #pjo x reader #marauders x reader #harry potter x reader #tiny pretty things x reader #kingsmen x reader #descendants x reader #dc x reader #redactedaudios #redacted asmr #xmen x reader #venom x reader #Hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy x reader

[arkytiorwrites]

How the Avengers Would React…

To You Hiding and Injury, No Matter How Small

616 Stephen Strange x Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[castielli]

How to request:

Send your request featuring the character you want, the plot (+ANGST, FLUFF…) and anything I need to know about the reader.

MASTERLISTS:

MOVIES/TV SHOWS

KDRAMA/KPOP

OCs PROFILE:

@nathan-ocs

Fandoms I write for under the cut!

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NCIS

Timothy McGee

Jimmy Palmer

Nicholas Torres

CRIMINAL MINDS

Spencer Reid

Penelope Garcia (platonic🫶)

Luke Alvez

CALL OF DUTY (MW/WWII)

John Price

Soap MacTavish

Ghost Riley

Gaz Garrick

Alex Keller

Alejandro Vargas

Phillip Graves

Vladimir Makarov

Rudy Parra

Red Daniels

William Pierson

Joseph Turner

Robert Zussman

Frank Aiello

Drew Stiles

SHAMELESS

Ian Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Mickey Milkovich

Kevin Ball

THE WALKING DEAD (+TELLTALE GAME)

Rick Grimes

Daryl Dixon

Glenn Rhee

Negan Smith

Shane Walsh

Lee Everett

Kenny

Doug

Mark

STRANGER THINGS

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Robin Buckley (platonic)

Eddie Munson

Jim Hopper

Jonathan Byers

Peter/001

Jason Carver

Dimitri

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY (I still need to finish the last season😊)

Viktor Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Number Five

Luther Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

SUPERNATURAL

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Crowley

Bobby (platonic)

Chuck

NOW YOU SEE ME

Jack Wilder

J. Daniel Atlas

Merritt McKinney

Dylan Rhodes

Chase McKinney

MARVEL (Avengers/X-men)

Wanda Maximoff

Tony Stark

Bruce Banner

Thor Odinson

Loki Laufeyson

Steve Rogers

Stephen Strange

Peter Parker (Tom/Andrew/Tobey)

Clint Barton

Deadpool

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Peter Quill

Quentin Beck/Mysterio

Eddie Brock/Venom

Druig

Ikaris

Charles Xavier

Erik Lehnsherr

Peter Maximoff

Wolverine

Scott Summers

Hank McCoy

Bobby Drake

Alex Summers

Phil Coulson

Marc Spector/Steven Grant/Jake Lockey

Scott Lang

Pietro Maximoff

Mobius M. Mobius

Matt Murdock

Shang-chi

STAR WARS

Anakin Skywalker

Luke Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kylo Ren

Poe Dameron

Finn

TEEN WOLF

Stiles Stilinski

Scott McCall

Derek Hale

Isaac Lahey

Jackson Whittemore

Peter Hale

Theo Raeken

Liam Dunbar

Jordan Parrish

Mason Hewitt

Danny Mahealani

Aiden Steiner

Ethan Steiner

Corey Bryant

THE BOYS IN THE BAND

Bernard

Harold

Hank

Donald

Cowboy

Alan McCarthy

Michael

Larry

Emory

WHITE COLLAR

Neal Caffrey

Peter Burke

Mozzie (platonic)

Clinton Jones

DIVERGENT

Peter

Caleb Prior

Four

HARRY POTTER

Neville Longbottom

Sirius Black

Cedric Diggory

Seamus Finnigan

Viktor Krum

Remus Lupin

Draco Malfoy

Tom Riddle

Charlie Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Percy Weasley

Ron Weasley

Oliver Wood

FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM

Gellert Grindelwald (Mads Mikkelsen)

Newt Scamander

Credence Barebone

Theseus Scamander

Albus Dumbledore (Jude Law)

HUNGER GAMES

Peeta Mellark

Coriolanus Snow

Sejanus Plinth

MAZE RUNNER

Newt

Thomas

Gally

Minho

911 (and LONE STAR)

Evan Buckley (Buck)

Howie Han (Chimney)

Bobby Nash

Eddie Diaz

TK Strand

Carlos Reyes

Paul Strickland

Owen Strand

Jud Ryder

Mateo Chavez

RIVERDALE

Jughead Jones

FP Jones

Archie Andrews

Hiram Lodge

Sweet Pea

Fangs

Kevin Keller

Reggie Mantle

Chic

Moose Mason

BROOKLYN99

Jake Peralta

Terry Jeffords

All the others (platonic only)

CHRISTIAN BALE

Patrick Bateman (American Psycho)

Bruce Wayne (Batman)

PEDRO PASCAL

Joel Miller (TLOU)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Javi Gutierrez (The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent)

Javier Peña (Narcos)

Oberyn Martell (Game of Thrones)

Agent Whiskey (Kingsman)

Silva (Strange Way of Life)

Francisco Morales (Triple Frontier)

Marcus Moreno (We Can Be Heroes)

Dieter Bravo (The Bubble)

DETROIT BECOME HUMAN

Connor

RK900

Hank

Markus

Luther

Simon

Gavin

Josh

BARBIE

Ken (Ryan)

Ken (Simu)

Allan

SHERLOCK

Sherlock Holmes

John Watson

Jim Moriarty

Mycroft Holmes

FNAF (movie)

Mike Schmidt

Steve Raglan

SUITS

Harvey Specter

Mike Ross

LA CASA DE PAPEL

El Profesor

Berlín

Palermo

Denver

Río

I WON’T WRITE:

-Smut (for anyone)

-R*pe

-Female readers/GN readers

-Suic*de

-inc*st

-Crossdressing

-Romantic/Suggestive stories for underage characters (only platonic, basically)

If the character you wanted to request is not on the list, you can try and ask me anyways.

#x male reader #shadowhunters x male reader #Harry Potter x male reader #maze runner x male reader #fantastic beasts and where to find them x male reader #divergent x male reader #jumanji x male reader #white collar x male reader #Shazam x male reader #it x male reader #train to Busan x male reader #squid game x male reader #move to heaven x male reader #marvel x male reader #avengers x male reader #supernatural x male reader #shameless x male reader #criminal minds x male reader #NCIS x male reader #Wednesday x male reader #riverdale x male reader #Pedro pascal x male reader #patrick bateman x male reader #Brooklyn nine nine x male reader #Barbie x male reader #Detroit become human x male reader #male reader #la casa de papel x male reader #suits x male reader

[moiravim]

Marvel characters as your parents

Moon knight

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#moon knight x reader #marvel x reader #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #jake lockley x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #steve rogers x reader #loki x reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #stephen strange x reader #natasha romanoff #natasha x reader #peter parker x yn #marvel x teen!reader #avengers x reader #avengers x teen!reader #avengers as parents #yn stark #tony stark x teen!reader #wandavision #wandas daughter #matt murderdock #daredevil x reader #daredevil x teen!reader #wanda x teen!reader #teen reader #moon knight x teen!reader

[msminutes]

✦ - gold rush

• pairing: america chavez x female reader

• warnings: doctor strange m.o.m. spoilers

•inspired by: gold rush by: taylor swift

gleaming and twinkling. two of the many ways to describe america’s eyes when she looks at you. eyes that are full of nothing but love and adoration whenever you’re around.

but often times you question yourself on whether or not you are good enough for the incredibly powered girl. 

the two of you met when she was taken to the kamar-taj to be protected from the scarlet witch. being one of the younger sorcerers and closest in age to america, stephen strange saw it fit for you to help with protecting the girl and comforting her.

the two of you hit it off immediately, despite the circumstances at hand. unlike the other magic wielders around you, who had a gold tint to their magic, you had a blue one.

the brown haired girl immediately complimented you on your powers, which caused a light blush to form on your cheeks. she also explained how she had powers that were also blue, but formed stars.

“wait, so your powers are blue and star-shaped?”

“yup, and i can travel the multiverse with them”

“you’re officially the coolest person i know.”

what you didn’t notice after you said that was the blush that made its way to america’s face.

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it had now been four months since wanda maximoff had destroyed the kamar-taj and tried to kill america, and two months since you and the star-powered girl started dating.

the two of you had been training together with other sorcerers your age. it was very interesting to say the least to watch america try and open a portal with a sling ring, rather than her actual powers.

though, you, wong, and strange had been training her over the months on how to control her powers properly.

after a long day of training you decided it would be a good idea to take your girlfriend out on a cute dinner date in manhattan. you make a reservation to her favorite restaurant and even summon the flowers that you know she loves.

you arrange them in a bouquet and wrap them gently with a sparkly gold ribbon to keep them together.

walking to her room with flowers in hand, you go to knock on the door, only to realize it’s already slightly opened. upon hearing multiple voices, you walk in and see a small group of teens sitting in your girlfriend’s room.

you can’t explain why but you feel a rush of jealousy run through you, especially when you catch a glimpse of another girl seemingly flirting with america, while your girlfriend doesn’t even realize it.

the moment america can finally sense your energy swirl through her room, she looks up and smiles at you.

a smile that makes your heart flutter each time you see her. a smile accompanied by her hair falling beautifully into place, almost like dominoes.

she gets up from her seat and immediately goes to kiss you. even though the two of you were young the kiss seemed so full of love and passion.

when the two of you pulled away her eyes immediately drifted to those flowers that she loved so much.

“are those for me?”

“of course they are.”

she smiles widely and immediately engulfs you in a hug. and as much as you enjoy it, you can’t help but to still feel that pang of jealousy from just a few moments ago. looking up, whilst still in the hug, you can see the hardened face of the girl that was just previously flirting with america and you tense up a bit. she could easily have anyone of the talented sorcerers in this room. why did she choose me? your girlfriend lets go of the hug and she senses that something is wrong with you.

you ask her if she can talk in the hallway for a moment and she obliges.

“why are all those people in your room?”

“we were all grouped together for practice today and decided we wanted to get to know each other better, so i invited them. why?”

“who was that girl you were talking to in there?”

“her name is skylar- wait. oh my gosh you’re jealous!”

it was almost scary how easily she could read you, as if you were a book.

“no i’m not”

“yes you are! i can see your face is flushed red from here”

“i- ok fine maybe i am a little jealous, but i just…i just want you to myself and i don’t like seeing other people want you”

she walks closer to you and puts her hand on your cheek. you immediately lean into her touch and she smiles.

“believe me when i say i don’t want any of them. you’re the only one for me.”

the two of you lean in to kiss and you feel a bit silly for being jealous. you know that she cares for you and now you see she would never want anyone else.

“now that that’s aside i can finally ask you what i came to your room in the first place for.”

“and that is?”

“would you, america chavez, like to accompany me on a date to your favorite restaurant tonight?”

and there those eyes were. gleaming and twinkling. the brown haired girl squealed and immediately hugged you whilst repeatedly saying yes.

#marvel #marvel cast #doctor strange #doctor strange and the multiverse of madness #multiverse #america chavez #america chavez x reader #stephen strange #xochrissystanza #marvel cast imagines #marvel cinematic universe #marvel x reader #mcu x reader #america #wanda maximoff #mcu

[asherloki]

"My happiness is connected to yours "

Stephen strange x reader.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Free but listen..."

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

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

"Can't tell"

"Why?"

"Well it's..."

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

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

"And what about this bag?" Strange asked.

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

"You did what?" He asked amazed.

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

"How old are you?"

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

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

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

"Uh okay" Stephen said without thinking.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I talked to your parents" he said.

"What did they say?" She asked.

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

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

"Let me show you your room, come".

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

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

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

"Can I get a room there?".

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Stephen would work fine".

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

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

"That's how you do it".

"Thank you Stephen"

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

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

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

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

"What are you doing here?"

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

"You look really happy"

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

"are you going to sleep now?"

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

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

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

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

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

"I know it's you y/n"

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

"Ofcourse these tiny hands are yours" he said.

"They're not tiny" she argued back.

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

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

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

"Yeah why?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"i made a portal!" she exclaimed.

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

"ah why?"

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

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

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

"not without you" said she.

"But they needs you don't they?"

"And you ?" She cross questioned.

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

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

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

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

"Yet I need you, want you".

"Want me?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I won't I promise".

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

"Really?"

"Yes".

Tag list @lady-harvey @strangelockd

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

[jackfrombaskinrobbins]

hanging out at the sanctum sanctorum over winter break as a teenage avenger!

type of writing: headcanons / scenario

word count: 766

request: yes / no

original request: hey can you do any headcanons about hanging at the sanctum sanctorum on winter break?

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

characters: reader, dr. strange, wong, peter parker, harley keener, miles morales, mention of natasha romanoff, steve rogers, sam wilson, and bucky barnes

a/n: this has been in my inbox for sooo long i'm sorry!! i'm going to still do winter break because even though it's spring (at least where i am), i like the vibes of winter break better!! ALSO requests are still open, just send in an ask!

taglist: @nutellani @thecloudedmind

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so you, harley, peter, and miles were FINALLY on winter break.

that last week had felt like forever

and it was so tough to focus on studying for exams at the tower

but you got through it!!!!

and btw the cap quartet (natasha, steve, sam, and bucky) took y’all out for ice cream sundaes after your last exam to celebrate so that was fun

even though it was winter

ITS A TRADITION OK

anyways

the tower was fun to hang around in

but sometimes it got boring

ik it’s kind of a crazy thought

but you guys wanted to EXPLORE

live a little or smth

you all went to tony’s lab

to do science experiments !!!!!!!!!!

but he was in a mood or something LMAO

so he was like “why don’t you go bother dr. strange, huh? i’m sure he’d love some company.”

and you were like “ok!!!”

so the four of you walked over to the sanctum sanctorum 

it wasn’t actually too far from the tower

once you got to the door it was actually locked

miles said maybe it was ~ magic ~

which honestly was probably true

so you knocked

and knocked

and knocked

and you could hear someone inside!!!! but he just wasn’t coming to the door!!!

then you heard someone say “stephen, i’m letting them in.”

and then the door opened & it was wong!!!

pause for applause

because wong is so underrated and i love him

WOOOOO YEAHHHHHH WONG!!!!

ok back to ur regularly scheduled programming

so wong was like “come in”

and when y’all walked in it was super cold

like freezing

so peter asked wong why

and he said “it’s the way stephen likes it. i’ll go change it now.”

and he did

and you heard this HUGE sigh and then dr strange came floating down the stairs

so dramatic

and he was like “why are you here”

there was a twinge of concern!!! a little twinge!!! but still a twinge!!!

and so harley told him that tony had sent you

strange just sighed really loudly

he kind of sighs a lot 

but he said he and wong were just about to sit down for lunch

and that “i GUESS you can join us”

guys my interpretation of stephen strange is rly dramatic in case u can’t tell

and you all got SUPER excited because guess what wong made

guess

jk i’ll just tell you

HE MADE SOUP AND BREAD

that sounds basic

but y’all

wong’s soup? it’s the best soup you will ever taste EVER.

the flavor? immaculate. the seasoning? immaculate. the temperature? just enough that you have to hold it on your spoon a little bit before you eat it.

aka IMMACULATE

so the dining table in the sanctum sanctorum is actually really long. no explanation as to why because it’s literally just wong and strange but u don’t question them any more

anyways so the soup is sooo good

but while you’re eating you’re telling them about school

well you’re telling wong

stephen isn’t really listening LMAO

but you start telling him about what you’re learning in history

and peter starts talking about how he really liked learning about the dinosaurs

and suddenly strange is so much more interested

and he just goes “you like dinosaurs? here.”

and he opens a portal LMAO

and wong is like “stephen NO”

but stephen is already going inside of it

and so all of you look to wong for permission

but he’s just shaking his head

so you go in

and BRO long story short but there’s dinosaurs

and they’re HUGE

and harley is like about to cry

but peter and miles are like “WOAH AWESOME”

so you go up to strange

and you’re like “yeah ok great. can we go back now.”

and he’s like “ok”

AND HE TRIES TO OPEN A PORTAL

BUT IT WON’T OPEN

AND THERE’S LITERALLY A DINOSAUR COMING TOWARDS Y’ALL

AND HARLEY IS SCREAMING

long story short he finally opens it and you all sprint back into the sanctum sanctorum

and go back to eating your soup

and wong tells stephen to “stop traumatizing kids”

and it’s true tbh

anyways i think that the rest of your time at the sanctum sanctorum would include cleaning (because stephen says that if you stay you have to be helpful)

and you all play cards

go fish and uno

and stephen gets mad when he doesn’t win and makes you guys go back to the tower

LMAO

but on your way out, wong tells you that stephen actually loves having you guys over

so you’re definitely gonna go back :)

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#dr strange #dr strange headcanons #stephen strange #stephen strange headcanons #doctor strange #doctor strange headcanons #sanctum sanctorum #sanctum sanctorum headcanons #avengers x teen!reader #wong headcanons #wong #marvel #mcu #mcu headcanons #marvel headcanons #teenage avenger series #teenage avenger #harley keener #peter parker #miles morales #natasha romanoff #steve rogers #sam wilson #bucky barnes #cap quartet

[l3m0ncyan]

New at Life | Chapter 1

Steven Grant/Marc Spector x latina!teen!reader

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Summary:

Moving to a new country for university, a Hispanic 18-year-old girl by the name of Y/N L/N sets off to start her adult life in London.

Adapting is difficult, but when you befriend a man in his 30s who works at a museum gift shop, has DID, and is on a mission to save the world from a crocodile goddess, things become easier than you expected.

Note: This takes place month before the show. Meaning Steven still doesn’t know about Marc.

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Y/N stared at her open suitcase, even though everything was neatly folded and packed, it seemed like she was battling her luggage. She continued to use all her might to keep the suitcase shut as she tried to zip it closed but the clothes withing threatened to erupt. 

Even though it was barely 11 of the morning, it was still too early for her to be using all the energy on packing her things. With an annoyed mutter beneath her breath, she leaned her body weight onto the top of the case, “Why won’t you fucking close?”

With enough pressure, she finally used her free hand to zip the suit case shut. She stood up and took a deep breath and fixed her hair, “See, was that so hard?”

After her grunting, she took a second to listen to the movement of the house. There was none. The only thing she could hear was the quiet chatter of her parents waiting in the living room.

Walking out of her room one last time, she looked back to make sure she had everything before walking into the living room. Immediately she was met with the aroma of the pozole her family ate last night. Now thinking of it, there won’t be much of that to where she’s going. Her mother's delicious home-cooked meals, the comforting routine of her own house, and the familiarity of everything around her - all of it would be left behind as she headed off.

Once in the living room, she saw her father sitting on the couch with his arms crossed as her mother stood beside him. Once they noticed her, they all turned to face her.

Her father, as always, showed no expression but her mother showed a bit of worry.

“Ya empacastes todo?” her mother asked, glancing down at the grey suitcase that her daughter held.

*you packed everything?

“Si,” Y/N nodded.

Her mother only nodded. Y/N understood why she was acting like this, afterall, she was the youngest of her two siblings. When she said that she wanted Y/N to go to college, she didn’t mean one that thousands of miles away.

She tried giving Y/N the silent treatment for the last few days, believing it would make her feel guilty and stay. It didn’t obviously.

Y/N could have gone to a university or even a community college near by, but it was already heard of in her family. Why not go bigger?

Growing up in a Hispanic household, it was ingrained in you that an education was needed just to survive. Which is why most of her cousins from both sides of her family were seen going to college. 

However, her parents were the only ones from both sides who’s children didn’t pursue for that height, yet. With her older older siblings not going down the path of success as their cousins, Y/N’s parents had very high expectations for her, as she was their last child.

With her mother praising her intelligence, her aunts and uncles expected her to use it wisely. She was now in the center stage of the entire family, watching her closely.

Which is why a university in London sounded like a great idea to give your parents something to show off to their siblings and nephews.

Still, it seemed like the bare minimum in todays world, you know with the upbringing of young heroes and all. 

Rumors of Spider-Man being the same age as her plus an apprentice for Stephen Strange, and a sidekick for Hawkeye made her family’s belief in her much more challenging to climb.

But how would she be able to live to that expectation, especially coming from a small city in the corner of Califoria, where people being successful was unheard of, less becoming a superhero. 

“Ya estas lista?’ her father spoke, breaking her out of her narration.

*are you ready? 

She blinked, “Huh?”

“Uy pues, si ya estas lista? Estas sorda o que?” his tone was harsh, but it always was.

*if you are ready? Are you deaf or what?

Annoyance, was probably the only emotion he ever showed. Y/N doesn’t remember a time where he never scowled or insulted her. Maybe he was born with no feelings besides anger. 

“Oh, si. Ya estoy lista,” she says quickly.

*Oh yeah. I'm ready

He grunts and begins walking to the truck. Quickly, she grabs her belongings and loads them into the backseat. As they drive away, she gives one final look at her childhood home before it disappears from view.

——

As Y/N arrived at the airport, she was greeted by her two older siblings along with her nephews. The oldest, approaches her with a smile, mixed with joy and sadness. She wishes her luck and tells her how much she will miss her. Of course, Y/N can’t just leave without teasing her about how the “real” reason she is leaving is to escape her kids. This earns her a small push before her brother approaches her.

He tells her to not come back with a british accent while nudging her playfully.

“Man stop. I’m not, don’t want you getting a brain tumor” she replied, shoving him back lightly.

After saying her goodbyes to her family, Y/N made her way to her plane. She felt a mix of emotions - excitement, nervousness, and a tinge of sadness. She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes once she sat on her seat. She feels the plane start to move, slowly at first and then picking up speed as it made its way down the runway.

——

“Ladies and gentlemen, Cosmos Air welcomes you to London. The local time is 8 of the morning. For your safety and the safety of those around you, please remain seated with your seat belt fastened and keep the aisle clear until we are parked at the gate." a feminine British voice came through the airplane speakers.

If the turbulence hadn't jolted Y/N awake, the announcement certainly did. She stood up and stretched her arms, feeling the stiffness in her muscles from the long flight. She gathered her belongings and made her way down the aisle, following the stream of passengers towards the main area of the airport.

As she stepped out of the airport, she stood still, taking in the surroundings of the country. Y/N already had a good idea of how London would look but it was still different seeing it face to face. The architecture, the people, the sounds, and the smells were all so different from what she was used to back home.

"Alright, let’s see where my apartment is at," she said quietly. She pulled out her phone to look for the address and without any delay, she called a cab and headed off to her place.

——

Pushing through the throngs of vendors and people milling about the street, Y/N eventually arrived at a large brick building that looked like it had seen better days. It was a tall, multi-story structure holding several floors. In the front side of the building had two-pane windows, each with the curtain of whatever resident lived there. 

Looking at the whole picture, it didn’t look the best but then again she was only a recent highschool graduate. So affording a modern suite in a better part of London wasn’t very possible for her.

She walked up the front steps of the building, standing before a long intercom that was plastered beside the doors. Y/N looked for the button to call the owner. She hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath before she buzzed herself in and waited for a response.

The sound of crackling filled her ears, and a voice asked for her name and apartment number. Y/N responded, her heart was racing, she was rather excited but highly nervous still. With a click of the door, she tugged on the handle and was let in.

An old man who sat behind a wooden wall where one could still talk to him through a small opening peered at Y/N over his glasses, his eyes sharp and inquisitive. "Was it you who called from the states?" he inquired.

Y/N nodded, "Uhm, yeah, can I start heading in? Or how does that go?” she was already nervous so she couldn’t help how her voice trembled.

He gave a small laugh, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Yes, the room is ready. You can move in already," he said, gesturing towards the door. "I take it you never moved out on your own?" he asked, his tone gentle and understanding.

"Nope, I traveled by myself too," she added, hoping to redeem herself in his eyes.

The man smiled kindly at her, his demeanor reassuring. "I see, well if you need anything just let me know," he said, before handing her a key and giving her detailed directions to her new apartment.

--

--

As Y/N waited for the elevator to get to the fifth floor, she couldn't help but notice the dingy and worn-out state of the surroundings. The elevator was surrounded by mirrors, which had seen better days, with tags and scratches marring the reflective surface.

"Not so different from California then," she muttered to herself, trying to make light of the situation.

After what felt like an eternity, the elevator arrived with a beeping sound, and the doors slid open with a creak. Y/N stepped out of the elevator and into a narrow hallway with green carpet and beige walls. The hallway was dimly lit, with flickering fluorescent lights casting a pallid glow on everything around her. As she looked down the hallway, she noticed that each apartment door was painted a dark teal color, with a golden number stenciled onto it.

She made her way down the hallway, examining each door until she finally arrived at her own. Excitement coursed through her veins as she fumbled with the key, trying to get it into the doorknob. Once she stuck it in and turned, it didn’t budge. The door remained stubbornly shut.

She tried many times again and again, maybe it was how she was holding it? No. Her grip? No. The thought of having to go back to the old man on the first floor filled her with dread. She was the one out of the her three siblings who didn’t like dealing with conflict or confrontations. Hell, one time she couldn’t even tell a waitress that she got the wrong order because she didn’t want to anger her.

Aside from her social anxiety, she didn’t want to humilate herself just because she can’t open a damn door. 

Her last thought was to just slump down to the floor and hope that the door magically opened on its own. Just as she was about give up, she heard the door behind her open, causing her to jump slightly in surprise. 

“Ah, are you having trouble with the door?” A man's voice broke through her thoughts, and she turned to face him, grateful for the distraction.

Y/N's eyes fell on the man standing in front of her, who appeared to be in his late 30s. He had tanned skin that looked like it had seen the sun more than a few times, and his dark wavy hair was slightly disheveled.

He was dressed in a grey jacket that looked expensive, and a satchel was slung over his shoulder. She couldn't help but feel a little envious of how put-together he looked compared to her own disheveled appearance.

Her cheeks flushed with a tinge of embarrassment, “I wasn’t being too loud was I?” 

“...What if I said you were, just slightly?” He winced, almost pinching his thumb and pointer finger together to emphasize the amount.

He appeared timid, his shoulders slouched, but you could tell he was tense. He did, however, have a soft, kind expression on his face and a friendly smile.

“May I?” He motioned to the key, trying to bury the topic of who was loud.

Y/N was immediately removed from her thoughts, "Oh! Yeah! Uhm yes please..".

She stepped aside, allowing the man to approach the door. He took the key from her and inserted it into the doorknob, giving it a few twists and turns. She watched as he worked his magic, observing the way his hands behaved.. Suddenly, there was a satisfying click, and the door swung open with a few jiggles.

"Thank you so much, I would have had to sleep on the hallway floor haha…" She chuckled and nervously rubbed the back of her neck.

"Oh, no need to worry, love! When I first moved into this flat, both my dear mum and I had our fair share of troubles. I still haven’t a scooby why they haven’t tried fixing it," he furrowed his brows as he stared at the doorknob.

She paused and cocked her head to the side, wondering if she heard correctly. Was the word ‘scooby’ a slang word in Britain? Realizing now, she might be hearing more with her time being in London.

When he saw her confused expression, he immediately explained himself. “Oh! Your accent tells me you're not from around here, specifically England, right?"

“Yeah, aside from the accent, it was obvious huh?” she scratched the back of her head, feeling somewhat vulnerable at being outed.

He nodded but still kept a smile, “It was, I won’t lie. Well if it was the word ‘scooby’ that made you miffed, then it is just a word many here use for ‘clue’, not sure why though,"

She nodded for a long period until she spoke up again, “What does ‘miffed’ mean?”

Steven blinked before giving a small chuckle, “It means confused,”

Y/N made an ‘oh’ sound and nodded to the new found knowledge of british slang. He then asked if there was any american slang words he should know about. She took a minute to think of any, trying to filter through her vocabulary.

“Well, I know ‘heavy’ is a word to say if something is emotionally serious” She continued to think but she couldn’t think of anything else, “Yeah no, I can’t think of anything else,”

This time it was his turn being confused, he stood still trying to analyze the last phrase, “So yes you can think of something, or…”

She furrowed her brows at him but then it clicked, “Oh right! Well the phrase ‘yeah no’ just means ‘no’ and vice versa.”

“Oh, so that’s what it means. I don’t understand why you just wouldn’t say a simple ‘yes’ or ‘no’,” he placed held his chin. 

She shrugged, “I mean same with you Brit’s, why not just say ‘clue’ instead of saying the name of a dog who solves mysteries,”

“You have a point, guess we both learned something new,” he said before his eyes widened, “Oh right! Uhm my name is Steven. Steven Grant,” 

He stuck his hand out at her, which she returned the gesture. His hand felt calloused, which was odd since he didn’t seem like the type to do hard labor, “I’m Y/N. Y/N L/N” she smiled.

“Well, I shall be seeing you more around here Y/N. I am glad to be the first to welcome– oh my god!” He notices the time on his watch and suddenly jolts up. Y/N jumps at the reaction, thinking maybe she had offended him in a way. 

"Oh, I'm sorry, I have to get going to work, it was nice meeting you!" He yells before rushing towards the the elevator, pressing the button, and entering. As the doors close, Y/N gives him a wave which he does in return. 

She smiles, grabbing all of her belongings that she left on the floor and brings them inside the apartment. She still thought of the encounter with Mr.Grant, how he was probably one of the kindest people she has met in her lifetime. Part of her hoped that she would see him again, hoping he would be the rock she needed as she adjusts to London.

The moment she walks in, she is immediately in the living room. The wooden floors creak beneath her as she puts her things down and shuts the door. Taking in the size, it wasn’t the biggest but it also wasn’t the smallest. Straight ahead is a large window that overlooks the city, allowing sunlight to flood the entire apartment. 

Turning to her left was a kitchen. The design was odd, the kitchen was almost a room of its own, except the front wall was non existent except for a wide bottom-half of a beam. Infront of it was a wooden table and two wooden chairs. Aside from looking weird, she didn’t complain since it had everything from a fridge to a stove and sink. 

Across from the kitchen area was a white wooden door. Turning the doorknob, she was met with a very simple bathroom with big white tiles on the floor. A white ceramic sink is located on the left wall, and the pipes are visible at the bottom. A dusty square mirror can be found near the top. The toilet is across from the sink, and the shower is next to it at the far end of the room. It has a tub that is attached to the floor and a silver showerhead on the left which seems it has rusted. The shower curtain is white but has a yellow stain.

She steps out, making a mental note to buy a new one. She walks towards the corner of the apartment, trying to find a bedroom door but there is none. "Nowhere to sleep?" She asks herself, until she remembers she is renting a studio room.

Meaning she would have to plan the placement of her bed in the living room at a later time. At the very least, they provided her with a couch, so she won't have to sleep on the floor for night or until she gets a mattress.

Once she explored all the hidden kinks of the flat, she began unpacking and putting things together. She covered the couch with a bed sheet, since she didn’t know who or what might have sat on it. Adding her pillow and blanket, she moved on to putting up the calendar. 

She takes a step back and marks when her classes begin, “I have a month then?”. 

A month to gather money for her apartment and wellbeing. She’ll probably leave job hunting for tomorrow. Y/N returns to the couch and lies down, her mind setting up schedules and such to have a successful four year life in London. 

However it was cut off when she heard and felt her stomach growl, giving her an unpleasant feeling. "Right, I haven’t eaten since the plane,", she takes out her phone from the pocket of her jacket. 

With only a small amount of money, she looked through Google for cheap place to grab something to eat. Since she didn’t want to go to a fancy restaurant where she had to dress better than what she was wearing, she chose to go to a McDonald’s nearby. Thank god for western influence in Europe.

She stood up from the couch and grabbed her tote bag from the floor. Once she put on her shoes, she beelined to the elevator.

The elevator was going to be something to get used to when trying to leave. Usually she would only step out of the front gate of her house and go into whoever’s car that was going to give her a ride. 

As she waited for the elevator to make it to the first floor, the noticed the lights flickering. It was only for a moment before they stopped and continued to buzz. 

With the way the doors fail to unlock and the price for a studio apartment, its no wonder they couldn’t afford to fix the electricity. 

The elevator chimed and she expected to be at the end of ride until she noticed the small analog screen showing she was only down a level. The doors opened and an elder woman walked in. 

Y/N gulped, it was one small fear she had when riding elevators. Sharing them with a complete stranger and having to be in complete silence. With the way the elevator slowly descended to each floor, she can already sense herself trying to force the woman into a conversation.

“So, how is England?” she slowly turned her head to the woman, holding a smile.

“Uh, I believe it is fine, as long as the queen is,” the woman said quickly, looking away from Y/N.

Y/N nodded but continued her nervous rambling, “Right, I forgot about the queen. Question from a foreigner though, what happens if she dies which I hope she doesn’t anytime soon. Do we not work for a week? Or is that something only for british students? Actually now that I think about it, do you guys have the faces of all the kings and queens in each classroom? Do you guys celebrate a king or queen day? Or are they separate?”

The old woman only widened her eyes but stayed quiet. In Y/N’s peripheral vision, she could see the woman clutch her purse closely. Understanding her discomfort, Y/N immediately stopped talking, straightening her position and looking anywhere but the woman from the awkwardness she had just created.

As if the the old woman’s prayers have been answered, the elevator chimed and opened to a different floor. Quickly, she rushed out without looking back. 

Once Y/N was left alone and the doors closed, she cursed herself, “You are so fucking stupid. You could have just stayed quiet”

-

Since the fast food chain was only a 30 minute walk, she decided to use that time to look around. As she did, she quickly noticed the differences from her hometown and London. 

Aside from the fact that it was colder, even though it was July, the buildings appeared older. It was the type of area that she always dreamed of living in since she was in middle school. Maybe that was the reason why she chose to attend a university there. It was still nice though, it was a nice change of pace instead of hearing sirens and such every once in a while. For now.

The walk was rather relaxing, especially after putting in her earbuds. 

Once she arrived, she ordered her food and quickly ate beside a window. The sun was still up and it didn’t seem like it would be setting soon. Checking her phone for the time she saw that she had enough time to continue to explore the city. Mainly to see where the nearest groceries were and what other stores the area offered.

——

The elevator doors opened with its signature chime revealing Y/N holding a bag full of groceries. After spending all day, her feet were swore from her adventure and all she wanted to do was lay down.

Once she reached her door, she grabbed her key and positioned it to the keyhole. However, she paused, trying to remember how Mr.Grant pulled it off again. She inserted it and jiggled it, hoping for that same clicking sound.

“That’s not it,” she muttered under her breath.

Once more, but this time she turned the key from left to right, then left again. Maybe it was a pattern she had to follow.

She groaned, “Not it.”

Without realizing, a few of the tenants on the floor passed by her, some smirking at her failure. “Of course, I mean how can anyone not know how to open a door? They must be utterly ridiculous,” she mocked a british accent.

After a few more tries, she gave up and leaned her head against the door, letting her arms fall limp. It as a pathetic sight. She rethought of what her parents told her, and they were right. She won’t be able to anything on her own.

She heard the elevator chime and its doors open once again. Expecting another tenant to come and ridicule her, she sighed.

She decided to continue mocking the british accent because why not? If they can make fun of her, then so can she. “Continue to walk away and laugh as I try to unlock my damn door instead of helping me because that makes you so much better than me, you god damn buffoon,” she mocked once again.

“Is that really what we sound like to you?” Steven’s voice spoke up.

Y/N raised her head immediately, earning her a short jetlag. She looked over to Steven who wore a smile that practically said, ‘Here comes your knight in shining armor’.

“What if I said yes?” she flipped herself, leaning her back towards the door.

He only gave a small laugh, “Then I would say you need more practice with your accent if you really are trying to fit in. Need help with the door?”. He gestured to the door.

“Yup,” she nodded and handed him the key. She moved away from the door but stayed close to see how he did it. 

With a simple click, the door opened and he held his arms out, gesturing to his accomplishment, “Ta-da!”.

Y/N could only stand there, surprised, “Okay you have to be fucking with me, is there a pattern or something that everyone was told except me?”

"Not exactly," he said quietly, "all you have to do is nudge the key a few times to the left after you turn it and– pop!” 

"So there is a pattern," she nods. "Anything else I should know about?"

He looks up, trying to remember any valuable information, "Not really, just remember to lock your door, since there have been break-ins, but that is only in the second floor,"

She nods and walks inside with her bag of groceries, but then stops, "Thanks by the way, for helping me with the door, and sorry about the horrible accent," she rubs the back of her neck.

"Oh no worries, love; if you need anything else, I'm just a knock away." He smiles and waves as he walks to his own apartment, which is right across from hers.

Y/N closes the door to her apartment and locks it, listening to what Mr.Grant said. She makes her way to one of her suitcases and pulls out her sleepwear for the night. Once she changes clothing, she walks to the window, the creaking of the wood floor following behind her. She looks at the overview of the city, lights begin to illuminate as the sky darkens. 

She brings out her phone, putting the camera at an angle to get the best view of the buildings. Once snaps a shot, she uploads it to her social media with the location tagged to it.

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This is my first in a VERY long while since I wrote a fanfic. (Since middle school and yes those were cringy af). So I apologize for grammar and spelling mistakes I make. Please let me know if there’s anything I should fix 🙏

Also if things don’t make sense, it’s cuz I wrote this late at night and I didn’t know what the fuck I was writing.

#moon knight #steven grant x teen!reader #marc spector x teen!reader #hispanic reader #marc spector x reader #platonic #steven grant x reader #latina reader #moon knight x teen!reader #moon knight x reader #moon knight x y/n #moon knight x you #x reader #fem reader #marvel #marc spector #steven grant

[lykaonimagines]

Family Dance Party - Stephen Strange x Reader

This is probably one of the silliest things I’ve written, but I had a lot of fun with it lol (It’s the same Stephen & Y/N that’s in “Not So Bad” and “Inked Hearts,” but they’re all stand alone stories that don’t all have to be read to make sense.)

Paring: Stephen Strange x Sorcerer F!Reader

Word Count: 1,819

Description: Y/N and America decide Stephen’s been away too much lately, and come up with a plan to pull him into some family time.

Requested By: Anon

Other Things: Just silliness, family time, and domestic fluff. 

Warnings: Some swearing. No MoM spoilers beyond the fact America is here. I’m also sick and running on barely any sleep when I wrote this in one sitting so it’s probably not my strongest editing work 😬

Masterlist

“Stephennnnn.”

“Hm?” He hums out in acknowledgment, his eyes not leaving the text in front of him.

“Stephen.”

“Hmm?” he flips the page with a frown.

“Stephen, look at me!” A hand reaches out to slam the tome in front of him shut.

His head jolts up to see his fiancé mere inches from his face, a big smile spread across her face, “I don’t think that was called for.”

She rolls her eyes as she grabs his hands to yank him from his seat in the library, “You’re coming with me Doctor, it’s a medical emergency.”

“There’s a medical emergency? Where? Who?” he asks as she tugs him along, his brow furrowed.

“You, with that stick so far up your butt. You never have fun,” America answers as she races into the entryway with a similar smile to Y/N. She takes his other wrist and continues to drag him across the building.

“I have plenty of fun,” he mutters, his tone softening as the two of them laugh and look back at him fondly.

“Name one fun thing you’ve done in the past year Stephen,” Y/N says, stopping in her tracks to let him answer.

“You,” he smirks as she becomes obviously flustered. “Many times actually.”

“DISGUSTING!” America shouts, making a gagging sound as she releases him to cover her ears.

Y/N turns to America, giving her a quick look, the teen runs off ahead of them as she starts pulling her fiancé along once again. “Traumatizing our child,” she sighs.

“She’s old enough, she knows there’s a reason our door is locked most nights,” he chuckles and quickly pulls Y/N back into his embrace. “What’s even the meaning of all this?”

Struggling out of his grasp she slips her sling ring out and opens a portal, “You’ll have to catch me and find out now won’t you?” And with a wink she’s through the portal and it’s shut behind her.

Sighing, he continues down the hall America had disappeared down earlier, assuming they’re probably in this together.

Stepping into the back room of the sanctum, he huffs in annoyance in the darkness, the light switch refusing to cooperate and his magic doing nothing.

“Darling, I know it’s you doing this, turn the lights on,” he calls out to the darkness, crossing his arms.

After a moment, stage lights of various colors all turn on at once, making him stumble back in surprise. Adjusting to the lighting, he sees Y/N standing under a spot light dressed in her outfit from the last of Stark’s parties they had attended.

Suddenly a warmth spreads along his body, and he glances down to see his own suit from that night now on his frame.

“Are you going to just stand there staring at me?” she calls out as his eyes continuing to roam over her. “I’d enjoy it a lot more if you joined me.”

Crossing the floor, he reaches her and bows his head, extending an arm out to her as he looks back up, “So what have you done to my music room?”

“That’s all you have to say?” she teases, taking his arm and sliding in close to him.

“Oh I have other things to say,” he comments looking her up and down once again. “But I’m just enjoying that part right now.”

Chuckling, Y/N flicks her wrist, another spotlight shines down across the room on America sitting next to a sound system with a grin.

The teen quickly taps away on her phone, and nods as she hits play on a song.

As the first notes of “A Thousand Years” come from the speakers, the two of them look at her with raised eyebrows, “This song?”

America shrugs, “Heard it in a movie recently, made me think of you two being together in like a million universes.”

Y/N turns to wrap her arms around Stephen’s waist, leaning into him as his arms wrap around her and they begin to sway around the floor.

“Guess we technically have loved each other for a thousand years then huh?” she asks softly, her head resting against his shoulder.

“I suppose we have, at least one year in a thousand universes,” he smiles down at her softly. “And you’ll love me for a thousand more?”

She hums in affirmation, “What’s one more year in a thousand universes? We’ve already made it what is it now… 9 years in this one?”

“Hopefully more than one year longer.”

“I’ll take as many as I can get Stephen, don’t worry about that. Worry more about getting sick of me,” she teases.

“Impossible, you’re the only one that can handle this life, I’d be an idiot.”

“You have done some dumb shit.”

“Granted. But I think I can manage this one thing,” his forehead presses to hers as he spins the two of them in a slow circle.

“Oh I know you can, and you know I don’t give in easily,” she responds with a kiss to the tip of his nose. “I said I’d always be here, and I will be.”

“You look stunning by the way,” he whispers, his hand trailing along her back. “Standing under a spotlight waiting for me, is this a trial run for our reception?”

“You could call it that, though we were calling it more of a family dance night.”

“Family dance night huh?” he asks, glancing up to see America watching them with a smile. “She’s a good kid.”

“She is,” Y/N agrees. “This was actually her idea. She was worried you’re being pulled away from me too often Doctor Strange.”

“She’s got a point,” he chuckles, one hand coming up to cup her cheek. “I don’t see you nearly as often as I would like.”

“As long as you always come back, I’m happy.”

“One way or another, you know I’ll always find my way back to you.”

As the song ends she presses a kiss to his lips, “Ready for the next part of this event?”

“And what would that be?”

She gives him a wink and snaps, the next song starting as America races over to them and pulls Y/N from Stephen’s grasp.

Turning to the teen, they clasp hands and spin around the dance floor, “Oh don’t you dare look back!”

“Just keep your eyes on me!” America continues as their chorus of giggles and orange sparks of magic go flying past Stephen.

Shaking his head at them with a grin, he glances down at his watch only to feel two hands grab him by the back of his suit jacket and drag him into their dance circle.

“Shut up and dance with me!” The two girls chant with the song, dancing around the sorcerer.

Y/N’s hands slip from America’s shoving Stephen into the teen who quickly grabs his hands and encourages him to spin around with her.

As the two dance around the floor in a variety of goofy moves, Y/N makes several orange sparkles fall around them as Stephen finally seems to get into the song.

After giving the two a minute of their own dance, Y/N waits for Stephen’s back to be to her before racing across the floor and leaping onto his back, arms wrapping around his neck as he utters a groan and pulls his fiancé’s legs up to wrap around his waist.

“You two are going to be the death of me,” he grumbles still with a smile as America continues to dance around the pair.

“Least you’ll die happy,” she hums happily into his ear, pressing a sloppy kiss to his forehead.

Once that song winds down, Y/N reluctantly climbs down from his back, watching as the sorcerer stretches his back obnoxiously. “I’m not as young as I was 9 years ago Y/N,” he defends as she shakes her head at him with a laugh.

Taking a step away from Stephen, Y/N grabs America and spins her into his arms. With a flick of her wrist toward the stereo system, ‘Forever Young,’ streams from the speakers as the two of them stand awkwardly amongst the colorful lights.

“Come on you two, it’s family dance night,” Y/N prompts with a smile. “Just you two.”

America finally shrugs and grabs Stephen’s hands, shooting him a big smile, “Ok old man, let’s see what you got.”

Raising a brow, he smile back and lifts an arm to spin her, “You’re on.”

As the music plays, Y/N sits happily next to the stereo, watching the two of them spin around the floor of the large room, pulling silly faces and random dance moves as they dramatically sing the song to one another.

“But whatever road you choose, I’m right behind you, win or lose,” he sings dramatically as America spins back into him. But instead of continuing to dance, she stares up at him instead.

Her arms wrap around his torso tightly after a moment, burying her face against his shirt. He wraps one arm around her and pushes her hair away from her face as she mumbles against the fabric.

“What’s that kid?” he asks quietly, and she looks back up at him with wet eyes blinking rapidly.

“I-I said thanks… dad,” she repeats quietly, searching his eyes.

Stephen’s eyes widen for a moment before a big smile spreads across his face and he hugs her tightly. “You know I’m always here for you America, whatever you need.”

“You’re smiling stupidly big,” she teases with her own big grin.

“Yeah, well, I’m happy alright?” he snaps back with no bite.

“So… it’s ok I call you that?” she asks hesitantly.

“More than ok,” he responds quickly, watching her smile even brighter.

The song comes to an end and the pair part, America rushing to Y/N, “He said yes!”

Y/N pulls her into an embrace with her own smile, “I told you he’d be fine with it!”

“Ahh, so you two were scheming over this?” he asks with a hum, wrapping an arm around Y/N’s waist, hand on her hip.

“When aren’t we scheming?” America challenges with a wink toward Y/N who returns it.

Stephen sighs dramatically and throws an arm across America’s shoulders to pull her into him and Y/N, “You’re both trouble.”

“I mean, you’ve chosen to marry a sorcerer that rivaled you in breaking rules, and a teenager that can create portals into the multiverse. Sounds more like you just like trouble at this point and therefore we can’t be blamed for your choices,” Y/N teases, reaching up brush his stray hairs from his face.

“I’d have it no other way,” he admits, pressing his lips to hers for a quick peck, then turning his head to press a kiss to the top of America’s head. “I love my girls as they are.”

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I love you... | Purple Realm AU

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

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

Types: Fluff

Warning: mention of death

word count: 1873

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Y/n's POV

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[Universe 612, somewhere near New York]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[Universe 717,???]

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

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

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

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

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