trin’s bestie list !!
i figured it was about time loll i’m sure im forgetting some people bc i always do but here are some of the coolest people ik and you should go follow all of them
rori <3 @lxst-sxulss
my irl bestie since we were 4 :) doesnt write that often but when she does its *chefs kiss*
gabby <3 @caskin-gabby
my irl bestie since we were like 12 ish
jamie <3 @wintersschildrenn
one of my many wives, also very cool and has great taste in like everything
roni <3 @burberrybaby
my first tumblr wife 😭
cris <3 @beavtifvl-creatvres
my first tumblr moot to interact with me ily
yas <3 @danneelsmain
my second tumblr wife shes so cool i love her very much
annie <3 @simplystevies
my shameless bestie who apparently is a superfan of me which is insane bc im her fan
alex <3 @doubleleoenergy
bomb asf, writes amazing fucking everything (check out lolita)
mae <3 @ritesofreverie
WHERE DO I START WITH YOU. so sweet so awesome so talented jfc literally everything she writes is amazing
esme <3 @chanelfaerie
literally so cool and i love your vibes so much as well as your fics
duchess <3 @eireduchess
my tumblr big sister who i love very much
panda <3 @pinknerdpanda
my tumblr momma bc i dont have one irl
jaye <3 @belladonnabarnes
my very beautiful very talented friend who we dont always interact but i literally think shes so cool
king <3 @cityofdreams-writing
literally one of the coolest guys ik, very very awesome to talk to
zee <3 @agentofbarnes
SO COOL SECRETLY TUMBLR FAMOUS?? IDK BUT HER AUS ARE SO GOOD AND SHES SO NICE AND AWESOME
very cool very supportive bestie
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If you’re taking prompts from that list, would love to see “catching them undressing” for Frostironstrange! 💖 Thanks!
Here ya go!
The first time they undressed each other, it was in the dark. And Tony was very drunk, and not wearing that many clothes to begin with.
Inebriated as he was, he still appreciated Stephen's athletic musculature and the meticulous way with which the Sorcerer Supreme explored every possible pleasurable spot in his body, even the ones Tony did not know existed.
"I know all the nerves in the human body by name," Stephen had whispered by way of foreplay. "Where they go, what they supply...how it feels when I do this..."
Did Tony mention that he was drunk? What Stephen did then must have been an exercise in neurocognitive recalibration because Tony remembered everything that happened next. The unexpected vigor Stephen displayed was a pleasant surprise too, and made every dollar spent on the custom-made Alaskan king bed worth it.
As (bad) luck would have it, three months later, they found Loki.
Or if you're very pernickety about details, Loki found them.
Tony happened to be hosting the biennial Reformed Villain Resort Retreat (he had no choice, no one else owned cabins in the Adirondacks, cabins he could afford to lose should they end up destroyed by one of the more interactive group activities) and Stephen, being the Sorcerer Supreme, Protector of Time and Reality was one of the esteemed speakers.
On one of the coffee breaks, they availed themselves to one of the lodges and were in the middle of admiring the matching scars on each other's chest after a quick fuck when one of the shadowy corners moved.
"Thank you for the show. It was most entertaining."
Tony yelped in surprise, and Stephen, never much of a talker, just careened a fireball at the intruder.
The fireball hit an energy field, sizzled and died out like a matchstick in water.
"Loki," Stephen growled, as the Cloak of Levitation flew across the room to cover some of his modesty.
"Second-Rate," Loki returned the greeting courteously.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Stephen ground out through clenched teeth.
"Why…" Loki held up a two-inch thick, glossy handout. 'Villainous Personality Disorders: Which One Are You?' By Doctor Stephen Strange, M.D.,PhD.', the laminated cover read. "Reading, of course."
"You are not to tell anyone what you saw," Stephen demanded. "I haven't handed out the feedback forms yet!"
Loki grinned mischievously. "About that…"
A year later, Loki moved in.
"Two heads are better than one," Tony had whispered in his ear weeks before, and Stephen found himself very eager to concur.
It took longer to convince Loki but with the help of Loki's brother, nothing was impossible, and this included annoying Loki so much that Loki willingly moved out of New Asgard and into their apartment.
"That overbearing oaf!" Loki ranted. "Can you believe he hired a bodyguard for me? Me! A bodyguard!"
"Well...you are a person of political importance." Tony winked at Stephen and poured them all glasses of champagne. "Welcome, Your Highness."
That night Loki was the first to the bedroom but the last to bed.
"Will he ever get out of the bathroom?" Tony wondered.
"I think he's shy…" Stephen murmured. He called out. "Loki? You okay?"
The bathroom door opened a crack.
Loki stepped out in a dressing gown made of the finest charmeuse, trimmed with silk as green as his eyes.
"I am not sure if there is room for me."
Tony patted the empty spot between him and Stephen.
"Try again, sweetheart," he said lightly.
"I have long legs." Loki's throat bobbed visibly. "Really, really long legs."
Stephen ran his eyes up and down Loki's tall, slim figure. Wrapped in silk, Loki looked as delicious as a Quality Street toffee on Christmas morning. "I mean, they're okay."
Loki clearly took that as a challenge and Stephen applauded himself when the dressing gown dropped to the floor, pooling at Loki's bare, white ankles.
But his smile faltered at the sight of the jagged scar in the middle of Loki's torso. Tony sucked in a breath sharply, and Stephen felt momentarily comforted; Loki had clearly hidden the mark of what must have been a hideous injury from both of them, not just him.
"That looks painful," he managed.
Loki shrugged. "Barely felt it. It was over fairly quickly."
Tony and Stephen leaped out of bed at the same time; as one, they engulfed Loki in a tight embrace, chest-to-chest, scar to scar.
"You're not alone," Stephen comforted.
"You have us," Tony promised.
"You have me," Loki corrected with a voice cracked in places, vision blurred by sudden tears. "And your Reformed Villain Resort Retreat sucks."
"That's your feedback, Second-Rate," Tony teased.
Stephen laughed, and could not stop laughing, not even when they collapsed onto Tony's expensive bed in a heap, sending eiderdown flying everywhere -
"Best feedback ever."
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