#dr.strange gif

[makeminebronze]

August brings us 60 years of the Sorceror Supreme, Doctor Strange!

#marvel comics #dr.strange #john byrne #art adams #mike mignola #joe jusko #steve ditko #tim sale #steve rude #barry windsor smith #michael golden #george perez #kerry callen

[doctorstrangeaskblog]

Why do you call your sling ring a "slingy"?

Because it's smol.

#sling ring #doctor strange #marvel #stephen strange #mcu #dr.strange #benedict cumberbatch #dr strange #ask doctor strange

[doctorstrangegifsparadise]

#ds2 #ds2snow #doctor strange 2 #dsmom #marvel #mcu #benedict cumberbatch #dr.strange #stephen strange #dr strange #benedict #doctor strange #doctor strange mom #doctor stephen strange

[strangelockd]

Like What You See Doctor

18+ ONLY CONTAIN HEAVY FILTH & SMUTT

Pairing: Doctor Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Stephens been distracted with his work so you decide to craftily pry him away...

Word Count: 4.1K

Warnings: Pure Smutty Smutt Smutt, Porn With Plot, Some Fluff, P in V, Female Dominance, Pet Names, Oral Sex(Male Receiving), Praise Kink, Creampie.

If I missed anything let me know but I think I summed it up.

Stephen was deep in focus trying to read as many ancient texts as he can in the dim light completely enveloped in his work.  The sound of soft jazz echoed in the study. Being the Sorcerer Supreme had its heavy responsibilities causing him to become easily lost in his work. Because if he didn’t push himself to be the best…who would? 

It’s been almost a week in on his research and chances are he wasn’t sleeping, and you knew he deserved a well needed break. You missed his touch and his skin against you while sleeping, it always helped with you at night. But how exactly where you going to pry him away from the library? 

Grabbing your Sling Ring you conjured a portal. Clearly visualizing Stephen in his office; because you knew he would be hiding there. Sparks formed a circle exposing your man sitting in a plush lounge chair reading; his brows knitted together deep in thought. He didn’t even notice your arrival until you called him softly.

“Stephen”

“Hmm?”, never looking up from his book; fingers resting on his silver haired temple. 

“Stephen…look at me. You’re going to want to see this.”

Slowly raising his head, his cerulean eyes grew wide and were suddenly shimmering bright with desire. He noticed you wearing one of his royal blue tunics with knee high stockings.  A huge smile forming he beamed, “Well well well, to what do I owe the pleasure of this lovely surprise”

Stepping out of the portal you steadily walked towards him.

“Well, you’ve been working so much, and I wanted to help you relax. I really miss you in bed at night.” Tracing your index finger on his muscular shoulder sending a shiver up his spine.

Leaning forward to softly grab your hand, “Babe, you know I can’t just leave. I need figure this text, I’ll come join you in bed tonight later I promise.”

Refusing to take his no for an answer, you pressed his chest back down against the chair; removing the book that was on his lap setting it aside. His eyes too fixated on you to care that it was taken away let alone almost falling off his lap. Returning your palms to his body massaging up and down, enjoying the texture of his pristinely broad shoulders against your hands. Swaying your body to the music, his robe accentuating your curves. Your ass swishing with every movement like a graceful cat. His muscular toned form pressed against you releasing a deep vibrating hum turning you on even more. Eyes never breaking contact with his, the tension was electric. Licking his lips slowly, he began to grip the arms of the chair tightly.

Biting your lower lip making a seductive smirk you took your fingers and unbuckled the belt that hugged around the small of your waist. Threading it between your fingers to slowly drop it on the floor. Trailing up your arm you pulled a sleeve down to reveal a bare shoulder only to quickly pull it back up. Only to repeat the same action to the other side. Taking the elastic from your bun pulling it off to shake your hair down past your shoulders, running your fingers through it in a sensual motion. Seeing the hunger burning in his Caribbean blue eyes you winked at him, noticing his ears turning a bright red. 

“Like what you see doctor?” 

Stephen was gazing down at you full of hunger, he was defiantly in the right mindset now. Leaning back farther into his chair the lighting caused his eyes to disappear under the shadow of his brow. Releasing a deep hum of pleasure only to feel his pants begin to tighten. 

With a deep baritone he demanded, “Like is more of a……understatement. Now show your Sorcerer Supreme what else you can do.” 

Continuing with your show; twirling slowly over to bend down showing him your ass. Lifting the back of the robe ever so slightly to give him a small visual taste of you. Draping it back over to glacially trail your fingers up your leg. Failing to keep his standard mask of composure. Stephen was practically squirming in the chair at this point.

Raising the slip of the robe higher up your leg revealing more upper thigh you slowly with the music peeled off a sheer stocking revealing a bare leg followed by the other. Tossing both onto Stevens lap he laced them between his gloved fingers giving a sniff inhaling your sweet scent. Grazing your palms up to press and cup the fullness of your breasts in a tight squeeze, you couldn’t help but smile at Stephen enjoying himself. Chest breathing heavily, pupils blown wide and mouth becoming agape. 

A smirk raised across on your lips, “You ok babe? You look like your about to faint.”

With a husky tone of desire he smiled, “I just…can’t believe that you are mine. You are so gorgeous babe”

Blushing from the compliment you flashed some skin peeking through the slip of the robe barely enough to show you wearing nothing underneath. Stephen began pawing at his trousers to sooth his aching member pressing even tighter against his pants. He doesn’t know how much longer he can control himself. 

“Oh babe, you’re such a fucking tease. You are going to be the death of me. Look what you caused.”

Reaching for your hand he placed it on top of his trousers. Clearly feeling his hardened defined erection leaving little imagination to the size of it, giggling innocently your cheeks flushed brighter. Leaning with both arms on the chair for support to be closer to his face, your deep cut robe exposing ample amount of chest for Stephen to see. Nuzzling his neck softly with your nose hearing him give a hard swallow; low rumbles escaping from his throat. You could smell each other’s arousal, no doubt that you both wanted to tear each other apart right then and there.

 Attempting to lean in to try and kiss you, he needed to feel you and he was getting more and more impatient. Shoving him back into the chair giving a wink, 

“You’re a naughty boy Mr. Strange. I thought you mastered the art of patience”

Groaning with a soft murmur, “With you doing this it’s impossible to be a master of anything babe” 

Stephens eyes were blown wider, he couldn’t believe how sexy this was and how beautiful you are, his own woman giving him a strip tease. 

Steadily reaching for his right hand to seductively start pulling off his yellow leather gloves. Removing each with just the fingers first ever so tentatively, giving a slight tug sliding them off in a fluid motion. His breathing becoming heavier, you kept eye contact and pursued to follow with the left. He never allowed anyone to touch his hands let alone remove his armor but with you he was able to allow anything. 

With sweet whisper of sincerity, “Scars and all, you have the most beautiful hands in the world.” Bringing up his right hand placing a gentle kiss upon it; your tongue giving a light kitten lick across the scars. Taking his thumb up to gently suck on it, releasing it with a gentle pop. Closing his eyes, he released a deep hearty moan that echoed across the room. 

Stephen could not wait any longer and stood up urgently with attention, towering over you to tilt your head back with his soft calloused hands deepening the kiss. Releasing a moan in unison pulling away noticing a gentle smile plastered across his face. He was like a starving man, and you were his oasis. He wasted no time grabbing your waist and quickly conjuring a portal, having you both cross the threshold to your shared bedroom. Pulling you in once again much tighter he slid his tongue in your lips to feel the wet silk of your mouth. He craved control that was long overdue.

Between heavy kisses he tilted your head reaching for your neckline, “You are so… fucking… beautiful, I’m going to destroy you,” releasing a satisfied moan. 

“I’d love to see that doctor, for I have been a bad little tease.”

Returning up to kiss you more he was all tongue and teeth openly claiming your mouth. Moaning in unison you both becoming lost in the moment. Never even realizing he was backing you up towards the four-poster bed. He threw you down on the yellow and red velvet duvet, hair sprawling out over the floral design.

Cloak quickly getting the hint detached from Stephens shoulders to swiftly fly out to make his exit into the nearby room; slamming the door behind him making you both share a chuckle.

Stephen gesturing slowly with his fingers locked the door with magic, turning to face you with an affectionate chuckle, “Glad he got the hint because the things I’m going to do to you would make him blush a brighter red.” 

Crawling across the bed he practically pounced on you. Lust filled his eyes, the weight of his warm body bringing comfort and security to you. Caging your head between his muscular arms to lean forward giving you a soft kiss on your lips. Slowly moaning into his mouth, he pulled away giving you a look of admiration. You hastily reached for his shirt collar in desperation to remove the top layers of his robes, hungry to feel his warm skin against yours.

Noticing your desperation he took your wrists, pinning them above your head with his scarred hands that could easily envelop your face. Leaning in to give you another deep lingering kiss, the taste of his tongue was better than any drug. Pulling away breaking the kiss with just a whispers distance his eyes were on fire.

“I love it when you’re dominant Stephen, it makes my pussy so wet”

“I love to spoil and claim what’s mine and mine alone,” he winked.

He trailed his soft lips down your neckline creating purple flushed love marks along your collarbone. Threading his fingers through the neckline of your robe he slowly parted it open reveling your perfectly naked form. Panting with a deep hunger he placed his velvet lips between the valley of your breasts giving light kisses on your heart. Tilting his head, he trailed gentle kisses towards your right breast enveloping the tender flushed bud with his mouth. Circling with his tongue in a soft yet firm pattern on a nipple eliciting a sharp moan from your mouth. You could feel the smirk on his self-satisfied lips, the beard increasing the sensitivity on your delicate flesh even more. Cupping and massaging your engorged breasts occasionally biting and flicking his velvet tongue on the raised bud. Moving to the other he started the same pattern of worship on your chest. 

Releasing a sharp moan from your mouth you instinctively gripped his grey temples making a frilled mess to his clean dressed hair, eagerly pressing his head deeper into your chest. Slipping the robe completely off of you, Stephen released a growl deep in his chest pulling away just a whisper from your face caressing your chin with his thumb. Eyes half open lost in your pleasure hearing his proclaim.

“I love you (y/n). Now Relax baby, let your Sorcerer take care of you”

You couldn't help but to take his thumb into your mouth again placing a gentle bite, making him moan and shudder with a smile on his lips. With how soft and velvety they were, he wanted desperately to feel you wrap them around his cock and have you swallow him whole. Freeing his thumb with a loud pop you gripped his hands tight; using his body weight to flip him over on his back, a Cheshire cat grin forming on his face. 

“Oh ho, how the tables have turned. I love it when you dominant me baby. Are you going to ride me like a whore tonight?” reaching for your breasts with both hands.

 Straddling his lower frame to rub your wet heat above his waistline feeling the friction of his cock beneath his pants. Trailing your hands down his arms to paw his chest for balance. 

“Oh, we will definitely get there, but this is about you tonight baby, let me get off on fucking and pleasuring you tonight”

Releasing a husky moan, “Use me for your desires babe, for tonight I am your servant, and you my master”

Lifting your body, you slid off the bed gesturing him with a finger to stand before you. Stephen like an excited puppy was all too eager to obey your command. He quickly crawled off the bed to stand with arms stretched out.

Smiling with satisfaction at his submissive approach you threaded your fingers between his belt, quickly pulling it off in a fluid motion. Together you have fucked so many times in every possible location you were pretty sure you could undress him with one hand blindfolded if the opportunity was there. Tossing it to the floor, you snapped your fingers to magic the rest of his clothing off. Only to leave him in his black boxer briefs. His body looked like it was carved by the Grecian gods. Using every ounce of restraint to not lick every ab and crevice of his muscular form. 

Quirking an eyebrow cocking his head he scolded, “Naughty girl, your cheating” 

“Call me impatient but you’re to delicious. Be lucky I’m not using my magic to tie you to the bed right now and fuck your brains out,” reaching for his well-defined erection that silhouetted his boxers to begin rubbing it with your thumb and index finger feeling his hips buck quickly in response.

With labored breath, “I’d like that very much (y/n), you know I’m a glutton for your punishment” 

Lacing your index fingers along the waistband you slowly pulled his briefs down to witness his thick throbbing cock release from the restraint. A soft sigh of relief escaping his parted lips as it sprung free from their confines.

You couldn’t help but stare at him, no matter how many times you both made love his cock always looked massive. Thinking of all the things you wanted to do to him; it sent a jolt through your core imagining the feeling of it inside you, the fullness and depths that it could reach.

“You like what you see?”

“Always…” you purred.

Softly caressing his thighs trailing your fingers to his length forming a firm grip on his shaft. Flattening your tongue you dragged it from the base to the frenulum, placing a delicate kiss with a few licks to wipe of the pre cum dripping from his slit, eliciting a soft moan from Stephen. He blew out a slow exhale, bringing his hand down to your face for his thumb to gently caress your cheek. His piercing blue eyes watching as your lips parted and took him into your mouth.

Sucking in air through gritted teeth he released a hearty moan as you began to move back and forth. Your mouth and hands sliding together in unison, soaking him with your mouth, leaving no part of him untouched. You couldn’t resist taking your hands to grab his ass, pulling his girth deeper into your throat. Glancing up to him you noticed his head began to tilt back while reaching to support himself on the wooden bed frame. Eyes closed and lost in the rapture of your mouth releasing moans and sighs. The feeling of watching him lost in the pleasure caused by you was beyond gratifying, the great sorcerer supreme turning to putty in your hands. Humming with pleasure he brought a scarred hand behind your head and threaded his fingers through your hair to gently encourage you to go even farther. Taking a deep breath to take him all in, your eyes watered nearly causing you to gag.

His groans sounded like a sweet symphony in your ears. Unrestrained and deep, his baritone moans causing a wet hot pool between your thighs.

“Fuck you are perfect babe” groaning with praise.

Giving up all self control he had left, head tilting back even farther exposing his perfect neckline.

You couldn’t help but hum from the praise causing Stephen to buck his hips slightly in response to the sudden vibration. Wrapping both hands around his thick shaft you worked him with a firm steady pace causing his hips to buck harder in response. Hollowing out your cheeks giving him a few more pumps with your mouth you released yourself from him with a loud pop. A string of thick saliva connecting from your lower lip to his cock.

Stephen leaning his head down to gaze at you. Sweat beading on his forehead, he was left gasping for air with his mouth hung open. 

“I want more, please, I beg of you give me more!” He pleaded looking at you dead in the eyes grabbing the sides of your head with both of his hands. He was attempting to bring your head back to his cock in desperation to feel more, but you took his hands to push him back into the bed; you had another plan.

Crawling back on top to straddle him his cock just grazing your entrance. You continued to rub him between your sopping folds creating a natural lubricant. Emitting a sharp moan from Stephen’s throat making him close his eyes as he pawed the bed sheets.

“I said I’d take care of you; did you think I wouldn’t follow through on that?”

Stephen’s breath hitched and nodded in a responsive no; raising his hips up to try to gain more friction against your wet heat. You smiled in response to his desperation positioning yourself just above the red throbbing tip of his cock. Leaning forward to trail kisses down his muscular torso placing love bites along the way you brought yourself back up placing both hands on his chest for balance. Slowly lowering yourself down swallowing his cock whole inch by inch releasing a sweet sigh in unison. 

“Fuck me,” Stephen responded shooting his head forward suddenly his eyes locked on your form.

“You feel so good Stephen, you feel so good inside my tight pussy,” purring with your head tilted up back arched. Slowly rolling your hips backwards and forwards against his. Setting a seductive rhythm that felt like powerful crashing waves. He gripped the sheets tightly, whiteness forming on his knuckles exposing his delicate scars as you ground your hips in a circular motion. Pulling yourself up, sliding down, and moving forward. His blue eyes were captivated by you like the seductive sorceress that you are. You knew he could feel you from every angle and you kept your steady pace of riding him. He felt like he was in heaven floating on cloud nine.

You slammed down slightly harder bringing him back to earth as you moved faster with more vigor against his thick cock. 

The sound of your moans filling the room with the most beautiful chrous he ever heard. Watching you was always the most erotic sight in the world. Head thrown back, mouth in a O. You were perfect; a work of art crafted just for him. Lowing your head leaving all feelings to abandon, he grabbed your hips and assisted with bringing you up and down. Faster and faster the pleasure coming in waves. Your breaths becoming increasingly shallow and faster as you absorbed every ounce of pleasure your body could handle.

As your bounces became more prominent so did his assistance, thrusting up harder underneath you while guiding you back down to his cock. Your moans mixed with screams of pleasure. He couldn’t help but stare at were your bodies joined, it was always the sexiest thing to witness. 

Stephen ran his hands up your waist pawing at your perfect breasts, oh how he loved the feeling of them in his large hands. Massaging them while tugging your nipples eliciting a sharp moan from your mouth a smirk across his. Propping himself against the headboard he pulled you close, your bodies entwined sweating with the proof of your passions. He tilted his head down sucking on your breasts, licking the sweat with such hunger and tenacity lost in the moment. 

“You have the most perfect tits babe, you skin tastes divine,” he professed his lips grazing for the other.

Leaning in to kiss him with such urgency, you needed to taste him. The velvet texture of your tongue penetrating his full lips claiming his mouth for your own, he tasted like heaven. The vibration of your moans sending shockwaves down your flesh. He returned the favor by kissing your jaw, neck and chest. You fully enjoying the velvet softness of his lips that he gifted your starving flesh. 

His eidetic memory proving good use, for he knew this position would send your body into a powerful climax. Clutching your hips, he assisted in rocking you back and forth his arm muscles bulging with each movement, a small gasp escaping from your lips with each movement brushing your cervix in the perfect fashion. Arms laced around his neck resting on top of his strong broad shoulders you nuzzled into his neck inhaling his scent placing nips along his collar and earlobe. Hearing him moan in response flamed the heat in your core making the wetness in your heat to increase. He couldn’t resist moving his hips in time with yours as the pace increased. He pressed your body slightly backwards not only for a better view, but to hit the g-spot that always made you see white stars.

Eyes rolling back fluttering, you moaned into his ear, “I love you Stephen, you always do it so good,” Without missing a beat he groaned into the shell of your ear, “and I love you more (y/n). You always take my cock so well babe”

Pressing against his lean chest he felt your pussy drip and begin to quiver and knew you were close. Your swollen cunt gripping his aching member tighter with each movement he gave. Soon you felt yourself start throbbing, whimpering as you felt your climax quickly build. Stephen started to moan louder, and you rocked harder and faster on top of him, goosebumps forming on your flesh. Neither of you wanted this moment to end.

Belting out mumbles of sweet praises, his name running off your lips like a chat or a prayer the two of you reached your climax at the same time just as Stephen had planned. He was a control freak but still valued your pleasure above his own. Gripping tightly to him like a koala you stayed there riding out your high. Enjoying each wave of pleasure that you both gave. 

Bringing a slender hand up he brushed the damped strands of hair from your forehead placing a tender kiss breathing heavily.

“That was amazing baby, thank you”

Cupping you face placing a gentle kiss to your lips he looked into your eyes smiling, “I should be the one thanking you babe for going through all the trouble. You didn’t have to do all of this”

“How else was I going to pry you away from your work,” you giggled leaning on his forehead. 

Lifting you gently off him you winced slightly at the absence of him turning you gently to lay next to him. His cum leaking down your thighs he manifested a couple of hot towels to clean you. Your tender folds making you shudder at the contact. Not only was Stephen the king of sex, by he was the master of aftercare. 

Grasping for him you rolled over draping a leg over his attempting to stay as close to him as possible, fingers playing with his soft hair. Looking up at him with admiration enjoying the moment he brought his arm around yours locking you together in a warm embrace. 

Stroking your shoulder with his thumb he looked down at you, “I’m sorry if it seems like I have been ignoring you these past few days. Sometimes I just lose sight of what’s important”

“And what is that?” you asked curiously looking up at him.

Gripping you chin with his thumb and index finger stroking your chin lightly, “You”

Trailing a finger across his damp chest, “It’s okay Stephen, taking care of our universe is no easy task, and I’ll always be grateful for your dedication and sacrifices”

A wide smile grew across his face, he placed a gentle kiss upon your lips. Tucking his free hand under his pillow he felt for a small velvet box, a delicate secret he’s been crafting for months. No, not yet, not just yet…. returning the arm to hug you tighter placing another kiss on top of your head. 

“I love you (y/n)”

“I love you more Stephen Strange”

Leave a comment if you liked it. Interact! I will love to read all of your comments and opinions. It inspires me to keep writing

Read part 2 Here

Back to Main Masterlist

A special thanks to the followers who requested to read more of my work. Your all very special to me <3

@bakerstreethound @sassenach-on-the-rocks  @cherryfinolahobbes @celerrie  @sherlux @budugu @cemak @blxckdragonfly @seanbeansimp59 @geeky-politics-46 @classickook @sobeautifullyobsessed @wint3r-h3art @doctorstrangeaskblog @withalittlehoney @icytrickster17 @kentucky-criedfricken @hunterofshadows04 @bobateadaydreams @fanartka @huxs-waifu @dino-fart @purplefeathersandblackleather @marvel-writing

#Stephen Strange #doctor strange #doctor strange smutt #doctor strange x y/n #doctor strange x reader #doctor strange x female reader #doctor strange x you #doctor strange fluff #Stephen Strange fluff #benedict cumberbatch #stephen strange x reader #stephen strange x fem!reader #stephen strange x you #dr. strange x reader #dr.strange #doctor stephen strange #doctor strange multiverse of madness #multiverse of madness #doctor stephen strange smut #doctor strange in the multiverse of madness #doctor strange 2 #stephen strange #doctor strange fanfic #doctor strange fanfiction #doctor strange headcanon #doctor strange smut #doctor strange imagine #Spotify

[asksinisterstrange]

*leaves plate of garlic bread on table near sinister* *grabs like four slices* you're welcome to these, but i'd grab some fast. otherwise they'll be gone

*he seems very interested* I think I'll steal you for me.

#doctor strange #sinister strange #marvel #mcu #dr strange #multiverse of madness #doctor strange in the multiverse of madness #stephen strange #dr.strange #benedict cumberbatch #feeding the stephen

[og-ant-man]

Thoughts on Dr. Strange?

"Is he an actual doctor or someone who puts doctor in their name to sound cool?"

*Hank looks up Strange's Wikipedia page.*

"Huh, so he IS a doctor. Won some good prizes too. But now he's also a wizard? Huh, that's cool." He nods. "Wizards are real...I guess anything's possible these days."

#hank pym #doctor strange #dr.strange #antman #ant-man #marvel #hank had heard of strange in passing #but hasn't actually met him or learned more #now he's looking at his wiki #also strange has a wiki without a doubt

[turquoisemaho]

#endgame #dr.strange #1 chance #iron man #marvel #avengers #avengers endgame

[general-dweebous]

I love fluff, I love tension- but I also love a little heartbreak (and anything with Miguel O’Hara)

Well, I mean, those misunderstood heartbreaks. The ones where a character reads into something that isn’t there, or makes assumptions and ends up hurting their own feelings.

You know, like seeing your person with someone else. Having their date come up right in the middle of your catching-up. Seeing them say goodnight to someone unknown. Walking by a restaurant window, seeing them with someone else.

..but not knowing that “date” is a just a friend of theirs, or that the “mystery goodnight” was just a hug goodbye after getting a ride home from a coworker because it was raining, or that the “casual dinner date” was actually their brother visiting for a quick weekend. Those completely normal, platonic, familial, friendly interactions that get twisted because of a jealous heart.

So of course I love thinking about those scenarios with Miguel O’Hara.

That man is already closed off, guarded, walled-up, you name it. He’s not one to be sappy and vulnerable, let alone admit feelings he doesn’t want to have.

Now imagine that man in those scenarios. Finally talking himself up to just admit it- to ask you on a date, to test the waters, anything.. and then having your “date” walk up.

“They didn’t have any of those fancy cherries so I just got you your usual instead-oh, Mr.O’Hara I presume?”

He swears his heart tightened in his chest, but also jumped into his throat, yet sank into his stomach all at the same time.

“That’s alright- yes this is Miguel, Miguel, this is-“

How his muscles would tense and he’d interrupt to force out a monotone response- “Mr.O’Hara is fine. If you’ll excuse me.” before walking between the two of you and away to anywhere but there.

How he’d be cursing and grumbling at Lyla for making him believe in some sort of fairytale. Making him feel like a fool. How he’d be avoidant, harsh even.

Turning his back on you. Having lunch in his office, alone. Cold, flat, monotone interactions.

“There are other things that can give your life meaning-“

“Oh like what, like you?”

“…This is the part where you apologize.”

“This is the part where you leave.”

What it would take for him to realize he was being a fool- just not in the ways he thought.

(That’s where you fic writers come in)

(Did you catch the quote from Dr.Strange? That little interaction- very Miguel.)

#tell me that the quote from Dr.Strange isn’t absolutely something Miguel would say or do #I love those tropes #love when a man is being an absolute fool #he just loves her #the way he’d break his own heart #miguel ohara #miguel spiderverse #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderman #miguel x you #miguel o’hara x reader #jealous miguel #miguel angst #miguel fluff #miguel x reader #miguel x y/n #spiderman 2099 x reader #spiderman 2099 #spiderman

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Dabi x Dr. Strange Reader

@oyasumimosura asked: Is it okay if the reader has the same powers as Dr. Strange from MCU? She will be paired with yandere Dabi? He was a huge threat and even the one who killed her brother, in rage in their battle she nearly killed him in the process, luckily he was saved by Toga before nearly getting killed and it made him obsessed with her more. It was revealed that Dabi was actually obsessed with (y/n) when she first showed up on TV, she wasn't even from japan but one of those heroes in America. It would be a sight to see Dabi would belittle (y/n) on their first fight. He actually doesn't know what she is capable of because she already fought other beings from other dimensions, and Dabi absolutely loves her angered face.

Dabi found himself standing with average citizens as they watched through the glass windows of the TV store. He’d risk the skeptic side-glances for his favorite show or rather his favorite hero. He’s all about heros; especially destroying them and the image they represent. For awhile the hero: Doctor Strange was no different. They were an American hero, known for there bizarre and flashy quirk that resembled something of magician. You’re whole existence was a mystery, granted plenty of American heroes had a thing for vigilantism but it didn’t matter. You only came out for certain villains or rather monsters that were impervious to the typical hero attack. 

You’d become his latest obsession becoming second on his list from his father. It would be delicious to finally see that aloof and pretentious look on your face morph into one of terror. Unfortunately for him the first time he’s able to fight you he gets the exact opposite. You easily take him down hardly reacting before the villain you were actually after appears. Dabi is wonderfully left incapacitated while you divert your attention.

“Maybe do something else with your life?” 

Opening up a portal away you miss the way Dabi stapled smile becomes irrevocably wide. The pin needle of anger you had triggered with him simply getting in your way tickled him silly. Even as Toga and the others fuss over him he still reeling with excitement. He doesn’t give them your name but they’ll figure it out. They’ve never been one to back down from a challenge but at Dabi’s request they don’t intervene. Even as he uses resources to hunt down your brother. 

“Hey kid, can you help me with something?”

The poor kid is turned to cinders all with a smile on his murderer’s face. Dabi makes it obvious, getting it on camera. Waiting in public for you to show. And boy do you show. You don’t even look the same…you look almost demonic.

“Did you think I’d let you live in peace after what you’ve done!?”

“No way babe, I was counting on it!”

“What your death? Then you misunderstood me…I don’t plan to let you die not without tearing your everlasting soul.”

It isn’t until you quite easily have caused him pain and embarrassment by beating him relentlessly in front of his friends. He’s thinking after you’ve beaten him and his power is exhausted he sees your real angry face and it is then he gets the inkling that perhaps your anger was much more feirce than he thought. 

With a stomp into his chest cavity you transport him into a prison of reality. With the help of the timestone you force his body to replay the worst pain he has ever felt in his body. By the 50,000 loop he gets a sense of normalcy in which you put him in a different timeloop. A timeloop of him replaying that feeling of resentment and abandonment he’s gotten in his life. 

Dabi made the mistake of making an enemy of you. You, who never claimed to be a hero by the standards of the world. You are a hero of dimensions which means your rules exceed this world's. It was his fault for playing with fire.

#yandere dabi x reader #yandere dabi #yandere bnha x reader #bnha yandere #yandere mha #yandere bnha dabi #yandere mha dabi #yandere dabi x dr.strange #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yanderexrea #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yandere #yanderes #op reader #yandere op readet #yandere torture #yandere LOV #dabi #yandere todoroki touya #yandere touya todoroki

[peterquill1021]

DR. STRANGE

&

TONY STARK

#tonystarkedit #tonystark #tony stark #dr. strange #doctor strange #doctor stephen strange #marvel #tony&dr.strange

[makeminebronze]

Lots of big anniversaries to look forward to in the coming year, including:

#marvel comics #dr.octopus #dr.strange #daredevil #iron man #the avengers #the x men #nick fury

[doctorstrangeaskblog]

Stephen! Hi!

Hi. *does dramatic entrance*

#doctor strange #marvel #stephen strange #mcu #dr.strange #benedict cumberbatch #dr strange #ask doctor strange #doctor strange 2

[doctorstrangegifsparadise]

Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness God level acting

#ds2 #doctor strange #marvel #stephen strange #mcu #dr.strange #benedict cumberbatch #avengers #infinity war #benedict #ds2 spoilers #dsmom #dsmom spoilers #multiverse of madness #dsitmom #mom spoilers #god level acting #stephenstrange #stephen strange mom

[oneirataxiahiraeth]

Perfect Moments

Pairings : fem!reader x stephenstrange

Warnings : swearing, a bit of angst, not proofread, written in like 10 minutes bc it was on the tip of my brain, smut, unprotected p in v

Word Count : 1.4k

Stephen Strange was waddling on a very thin line. 

   At first you tried to deny it, but eventually all of your denial and momentary heartbreaks started to catch up with you. There was no more, 'I'll deal with it tomorrow', or 'talk about it later', now. It had to be dealt with now. And no matter how hard you tried, and how hard you cried, you couldn't bring yourself to do it.

   You watched as he rested peacefully next to you. A bit of resentment in your longing stare. Self loathing in the tears brewing at the bottom of your eyes. Threatening to spill over and stain your cheeks, but you fought against it for as long as you could. You didn't want to love him. It wasn't a choice you could make. It was just a natural feeling now. You were too far in the hole to be able and claw yourself out. As angry as you were, all it would take as a simple glance and you'd fall right back into his evil spell. 

   "y/n." you froze in place. He grogged out, not even opening his eyes to see you. His arm extended outwards behind you, feeling around the empty pillows and space of the mattress. "are you going to the kitchen?" He hummed, and you struggled before humming a quick yes. If he heard any whimper or cracking in your voice he would open his eyes... if he even cared enough. "can you get me some water?" he asked, and you sighed.

   "yes." You blinked, the tears finally falling down your cheeks. They went quickly, coming out as quickly as they possibly could.

    You got up from the bed, welcoming the cold air around your body. Slowly, but surely you slugged your way to the kitchen. You kept it dark, and moved silently. You took this separation from the wizard as a chance to think. You leaned on the counter, head in hands, tears drying as you simply 'got a grip'. No use in crying for someone who wasn't dead. He was here, present, and he loved you. You knew he did, and how fair of you was it to be angry that he wasn't loving you the way you wanted. It was selfish and mean. He was loving you in the best way he knew how.

   By abandoning you at your birthday dinner, and forgetting anniversaries, and never being around when you truly need him. He loved you by, never acknowledging his wrongs enough to fix them, and working every hour of the day to ensure you spent no time together. He loved you by doing what he did best.

   "you okay?" The sluggish man groaned from the doorway. You hadn't heard his footsteps creaking along the wooden floorboards. You stood straight, an empty glass cup in hand as you felt those same tears well up again in your eyes.

   "Yeah, yeah, I uhm, just feeling a bit tired." You spoke lowly, voice soft and as beautiful as he's ever heard it. 

   You felt him approaching behind you. Jumping a slight bit as you felt his hands wrap around you waist, gliding up and down to ease your nerves, before allowing his arms to wrap around and pull you into him. His head dipped down to kiss the top of your head, and down to your neck.

   This is how it starts.

   All these bad thoughts flood your mind, and he just came in and wiped them all away. Fingers caressing your skin, sending chills through your body, as you did nothing to stop him.

   Sex was something you cherished with him. You found it as sacred as time. Considering it was the only time he ever made for you. He never had time for a well thought out and planned dinner, but to lay you down and spread your legs he found no issues in. To praise you for all your hard work put in during the day he couldn't do, but telling you how good you were to him when your eyes were watery and mouth was full of him was easy. For him this was easy, you were easy.

   "how tired?" He hummed, insinuating something a little more than concern. "I think I'm craving something a little stronger than water." He hummed, and you managed to blink away your tears. You just hummed, accepting your fate as just a means for pleasure. "unless you want to go back to sleep." He whispered.

    You turned in his grasp, lips connecting softly, and tiredly as you both woke each other up just a bit. His hands slid a bit further down your body, picking you up effortlessly to place you on the kitchen counter behind you. Your legs wrapped around his waist, keeping him as close to you as you possibly could. Your heart was now beating as fast as it possibly could. There wasn't much thought of how miserable you felt loving a man who had no idea how to love you back, but at least he wanted you.

   He wanted you.

  Your hands raked across his bare torso, feeling up wherever you could. His fingers teased your night gown up to your waist, leaving you exposed to the cold air circulating in your apartment. Goosebumps started to form on your thighs, breathing hitched as his lips traveled down your neck. He was so gentle with you, so kind and so sweet, how could you be mad at him when he took such good care of you? Obviously he cared, otherwise he wouldn’t be here right now. When his lips left marks across your skin they reminded you of how much love he held. When he spread your legs a little further apart, you’re heart flutter at the thought of him being so desperate for the feeling of you. The moaning in your ears just told you how good you made him feel, why would he be with someone who didn’t make him feel good. Yes, he loved you, yes, it was complicated, but at least it was true.

“Are you okay?” He stopped as he began pushing into your cunt. Tired eyes now focusing completely on yours.

“Yeah, yeah, keep going please.” You hummed, and he nodded, pressing a kiss to your lips as he continued to slid in. You moaned out at the sensation of him stretching you out so beautifully. Your arms dropped around his shoulders, panties pushed the the side as he slowly rocked his hips into yours.

The clock on the microwave read, 3:14, reminding you of how tired you’d be in the morning when you had to go to work. However you did not let it distract you from the way Stephens teeth scraped against your neck. The way he mumbled tiny praises to you as you behaved so perfectly, taking him so gracefully and making the prettiest noises.

“Fuck I’m close.” He huffed, as your breaths became a bit more erratic. You brought your hand down to your clit, massaging the bud to bring yourself closer to the edge. Your head rested on his shoulder as he continued to thrust into you so sweetly.

“feels so good” you hummed, eyes squeezing shut tight, and high pitched yelps and moans fell from your lips.

“Cum for me, sweetheart.” Strange growled, hands sat tight on your waist, guiding your hips to meet his at a quicker pace as you felt yourself crawling closer to the edge. “let go, baby.”

And like the obedient little girlfriend you were, you follow his command. Breathing heavy, chest caving in as you moaned out mouth falling agape to let out those sinful sounds.

“Good job, sweetheart.” He hummed, allowing himself one last thrust before releasing his seed the deepest he could manage into you. He placed a tired kiss on your head, hands rubbing up and down your back.

Your head rested on his shoulder. Breathing in sync as you soaked in the after glow. His arms wrapped tightly around you, as he kept still in your cunt, not daring move to spill any of his hard work onto the counter or floor. As he pressed soft kisses to your skin you felt for a moment how perfect he could be.

If he wanted.

“I love you.” He hummed, content and unaware. For a moment you thought about his reaction if you weren’t to say it back. Would you mean it? Or would it just be an overreaction? Would he understand and keep quiet or go into a rant of hurt?

“I love you too.”

But that was a issue for another day.

Why ruin a perfect moment?

#wattpad #marvel smut #marvel #dr. strange #stephen strange #Dr.strange smut #stephen strange smut #the avengers

[tony-is-visions-father]

If Wanda stan I don’t want to hear your dumbass opinions I don’t care don’t comment or reblog!!

Wanda messing with an man with ptsd head and making it worse

Wanda seeing someone she didn’t want in the hex so she rewinds time and makes it colorful

Wanda after hearing something she didn’t want to hear and throws someone out of the hex

Wanda taking and reading a book she knows is dangerous bc she just doesn’t care

Wanda with her stupid and dumb justifications over her killing a child taking a mother away from a child and children from their mother and a father from their children!

How can people can think this tampon witch is a hero or didn’t know about the hex I don’t know! But this is what I think of it!

#anti wanda maximoff #anti wanda #anti wanda stans #anti wandavision #anti scarlet witch #anti mcu wanda #how dumb are you #dr.strange and the multiverse of madness spoilers #tampon witch #isn’t a hero

[asksinisterstrange]

help, mistakes were made. i bake or cook sometimes when i'm stressed, but normally i have the impulse control to not let myself go overboard. but long story short, it's my first birthday away from home and my roommates aren't the nicest so i have been stressed/depressed over that and since it's my birthday i justified more and more cooking... i made 24 cupcakes, a batch of brownies, a batch of popcorn (might make more), 24 of these meat roll things, i'm tempted to make muffins, and i am cooking steak later tonight. does any of that interest you?

..................... I think your mind is more screwed than mine. Bring all the food here. I can put some in stasis and make it last for some days. And Happy Birthday, Liv.

*he places an odd purple rock with crystals in your hands and leaves* *the object seems to drain negative energy to itself, it feels very calming*

#doctor strange #dr.strange #stephen strange #marvel #mcu #sinister strange