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futureplayboibunnie · 1 year

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Reader being turned on by Stephen being good with kids or just being a dad and baby making kink and whatever else? Bc man who is good with kids makes me FERAL

Thank you💕

‘Messy’

Dr Strange x fem!reader

- never in a million years would i have imagined myself writing about breeding but here we are. i genuinely think this is my filthiest one yet, i had to just stop and think about what i was doing a few times and how my life got to this specific moment. i love possessive Stephen so much, gah damn. anyways, enjoy this filth xo

Stephen had been looking at you funny all day, not badly but just...strangely.

He was wearing himself differently than usual, head tilted back and eyes gleaming in a wicked dimmed sparkle, his conscience was heavy with something and you were keening to find out what his beautiful mind held. You let it sit with you throughout the day, letting him come to you for once.

He was sat in his big, antique chair that was nooked in the corner of his room, the night bleary with frost whisped air as his window showed him the New York lights like a cinematic experience made just for him; but the neon lights weren't enough to shred light to his thoughts. When Stephen saved America from the eternal torment of the Scarlet Witch, he grew a weird sort of attatchement to the idea of having someone he needed to protect. Of course he had you he needed to keep safe, if anyone laid a finger on you or looked at you the wrong way he'd enjoy torturing them for weeks on end before sending them to burn in a dimension of fire and darkness but he wanted more with you. Stephen couldn't imagine letting anyone else in let alone imagining a life with them, a life with kids and then you walked into his life and turned everything upside down and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't rid himself of you, an itch that couldn't be scratched. Now he was so in love he was sure he was replaced by a lovesick fool, not the hard and arrogant neurosurgeon he was eons ago.

Stephen needed you to have his kids. He wanted you dripping with how much he needed you.

You on the other hand noticed the way he was with children. Fucking hell, he was just a natural with them and it was surprising to you. The man that was once so egotistical it blinded his whole worldview is now a man that held children as if they were his own, able to calm them down in just a few seconds. It was easy enough to fall in love with Strange, seeing through all the hubris and insecurity he never let himself be free of, you haven't really been the same since then. You hated being treated like a damsel in distress, you could take care of yourself perfectly fine but Stephen was overprotective of what was his. He didn't have time to rationalise, no rhyme or reason to why he did the things he did. Stephen didn't like sharing. Not now. Not ever. It was so damned attractive, so mature in a way you'd never seen him.

You walked into Stephen's room, darkened and gloomy but only the light of the street outside serving as an ambient lamp. He was staring outside intently, fingers grazing over his lips completely lost in his own thoughts, clouding him grey like the night outside. He wanted to breed you, make you have his kid but he knew you well enough that you wouldn't even think twice about it. Stephen let out a shaky breath when he heard you padding slowly in the room.

‘’What you thinkin' about?'’ Your voice was honeyed, slow; a means to tease him out of the walls he was building up, he's been quiet all day, moving in silence in a way you hadn't experienced since you first met him. It took you a while to get him to open up to you.

‘’Nothing.’’ He finally said impassive in tone.

‘’Then why do you look like you're about to kill someone?’’ You smiled slightly and he let out an almost unreadable scoff.

Stephen's face was blank when you caught up to his chair, he was holding a stiff drink in his hand trying to absolve himself of something that you couldn't quite place your finger on. His brows were furrowed and his lips contorted into a hard line and his mouth fell dry, his free fingers were tapping away at the arm rest of the chair. He was restless. Impatient. Stephen's eyes finally looked up at yours and they were darkening with every moment he looked at you- wearing one of his button downs that hugged all the right places, legs bare, no panties. Fuck if he could just have you right now, stuff you full of him, have you leak for him.... heaven would rest on his shoulders and prick the tips of his ears.

‘’You just gonna sit there all lonely? You haven't been all doom and gloom in a while.’’ You breathed with your head cocked, looking down at his stern face. "You gonna tell me why?’’

He was still radio silent, his mouth not loosening at your voice alone so you opted for another way to get him to talk. You slowly climb onto his lap, eyes still unwavering from iced blue when you nestled between those massive thighs.

You shivered a little when your bare pussy met with the roughness of his jeans. God it felt good. Stephen’s chest caved a little as he huffed at you impatiently, trying so hard to not give into you, he was actually a little nervous telling you he wanted to knock you up, fuck you so hard you were reeling from how full you felt.

‘’Come on, baby. You know you can tell me anything.’' You muttered as you slung your arms around him, playing with little tufts of his hair. You weren't even teasing at this point, you were tired with him and his mopiness. Stephen was stifling a moan when you clambered onto him, he felt himself harden against you. You had grown tired of his shit, to your dismay you let go of him and stood yourself up. Letting out a little annoyed "fine' you started to walk away.

Stephen twiddled his thumbs for a moment, very certain of the next move he was going to make but it was like he lost control. Before you could leave the room he followed behind you and pulled you by your hair. You let out a yelp and struggled against him before he grabbed you by the back of the neck to face him, other hand wrapped around your waist, pinching so hard on the skin through the fabric it made you let out a breathless whine.

‘’Stephen! My hair.’’ You both stilled against each other. He was so close his breath was fanning against your face but it felt like you weren't even breathing.

‘’I want to put a baby in you.’’ Stephen muttered so casualy as he tugged onto your hair even harder so your chin jutted up towards him. His hold on you was ironlike, his grip industrial.

‘’You do?’’ Your eyes were wide in surprise. Fuck. You thought that this was a lucid dream, him telling you all the things you wanted.

‘’I want to fuck you dumb. I want to fuck you so stupid you're just aching for me to fill you up, make you leak down those bare legs you flash around so carelessly. You know I love you sweetheart, but I need to fuck you like a slut, my slut, a mindless whore until I put my kid in you.’’ He gritted out breathlessly but so certain on every single word he uttered. Your mouth was agape in his filthy words and you drank it all up. He had never been this rough with you, ever, and dear God you were begging for more.

You can't remember the last time he creampied and it made a small smirk appear on your face.

‘’Do it then.’’ You whispered against his lips, eyes heavy as you gawked into his.

The air was dense with need, so humid that if you made a fist in the air water would fall onto your lap. The extent of his need was stretching so thin it was wrapping his brain up and suffocating him.

Stephen smashed his lips against yours, practically devouring the taste of you off your tongue, your mouth so sweet and potent like a street drug- begging for hit after hit. Your tongues banded together to create a symphony of erotic sounds and when Stephen pulled on your hair even harder than before, you moaned into his mouth and he swallowed the noise in its entirety. His free hand travelled to your ass and squeezed mercilessly, he spanked it as his mouth melded to yours. He wanted to spank you until your ass was a bruising shade of red. He slowly unbuttoned every single button on your shirt at an atagonsingly slow pace, a major contrast to his heavy and fast paced words from before. Your tits fell free and you shivered at your bare skin against his.

‘’You're mine.’’ He grumbled possessively and it made your head spiral.

‘’I'm yours.’’ You hummed against his lips.

With those words alone, he pushed you on the bed facefirst by your hair and it made a broken moan fall from your raw throat. You could feel Stephen reach behind his back and he pulled off his shirt, then you could hear the clank of his belt. Your ears pricked up at the sound, eyes covered in a glassy wicked sparkle as your tongue licked at your teeth. You heart was thundering with excitement, giddy off of the high he was going to give you, the anticipation in the air driving you crazy. You grunted when he grabbed your arms and pinned them behind the small of your back, using his belt he looped around your wrists multiple times and the leather pinched your skin delectably. He tugged to tighten them up and you whined at the sensation.

‘’Gonna have you drooling for me.’’ Stephen promised as he spanked your ass again, the sound cracking through the air. It was a lazy hit but still hard, he revelled in the fact that he was leaving his handprint on your ass, his mark on your skin indenting him as a claim on you. His finger prints dug into your skin and you felt your body squirm under him.

Stephen flipped you over so he could look in your eyes while fucking you, arms still tied behind your back as you recoiled. Your eyes were alight with a demanding fire, a heady cyclone swirling in desire and whatever twisted thing he had in mind next. You knew he had an aggressive nature, his bouts of arrogance showed that but this was the best extention of that. God, it was like you were his own fuckdoll. He wanted to fuck your hole sloppy and wet, your arousal was insurmountable. His mouth was on yours, saliva and spit covering all over your lips and down your chin, his teeth bit at your jaw and neck, he provided you with those bites you loved so much, it was like the man was made for you.

‘’You wanna put your cum in me? Make me have your baby? Do it, Stephen.’’ You practically whimpered. stephen groaned when he wrapped his lips around your nipples and bit hard.

‘’Wanted to fuck you like this for weeks.’’ He sounded exasperated and needy, a mess just like you were. Stephen discarded of any remaining clothes and he was as hard as a rock, aching and desperate for you; so willing to dump his cum into you and use his cock like a plug.

You were a mewling mess. A bitch in heat. Face etched in that pathetic pampered pain as tears pricked in your eyes. It was like sin. All of it.

‘’So wet. And it’s all for me?’’ He stared you down as the tips of your noses touched, he bit down on vour plump lower lip glazed in spit and tugged it back. You nodded but it was difficult to differentiate if he was mocking you or not.

‘’You’re so generous.’’

He dragged his leaking cock through your folds before ultimately sliding into you, you made it so easy for him. Stephen didn't give you any spare moment to adjust as he rutted in and out of you as your chest heaved and your cheeks were blush bitten. Your brows tensed with every stroke, knot after knot so close to being undone. You were going to make all of his wildest dreams come true.

‘’You're a bad influence on me Strange.’’ You flirted with a smirk and all your peripheral could view was his shit eating grin threatening to slice his face in half.

‘’You love it you slut.’’ Stephen slapped you ass again. It felt divine.

‘’I'm offended. You dirty dog.’’ You giggled and tutted at him, scolding him like an irresponsible child and he was loving it.

‘’My slut.’’ He tried to acquiesce and it worked when your lips met his again to make him shut the fuck up. Sweat was falling out in dewdrops down his forehead and across his brow, the growls he let out with every stroke inside of your warm wet pussy was only fought with your sweet lust sprinkled moans. He was serioulsy tearing up and destroying your cunt like it was all his to live in, he made his mark and now he wanted to stay there.

‘’Cum inside of me. Show me you want me.’’

You breathed so sensually and Stephen had to do a double take, his patience was wearing thin and he needed to fill you to the brim. You felt the bulge of him nudge you so deep, he placed his large palm on it when he was appearing and disappearing out of you.

‘’You feel that? That's how deep I am inside of you.’’ He grinned and kissed you sweetly this time, you were sure you were blushing like an idiot. ‘’Dear God, you're so perfect it drives me insane. It's like you were made for me.’’

A moan erupted out of you, your high just visible and you were a few more footsteps to the top, that final rut into you made you see specks of euphoria in your eyesight, the look of primal desire on stephen's face made you finish that much harder, you bit your lip to stifle the louder screams about to raw your already sore throat. You were sure Stephen's dick was made of magic, you wanted him inside you forever and knowing how fucking hard he was, he did too.

Stephen let the waves crash to the shore, he let the ecstacy wash over him and he had never came like that in his entire life. Filling up your sloppy pussy to the brim and he got what he wanted, you were leaking all down your legs, eyes wide and panting with the air that barely satiated your lungs. He was giddy. Glee was all he could feel. He just loved you so much. sex was alwavs such a dream with you and this was the most memorable moment of it yet. He stilled inside you for a while before he sadly had to let you go, it pained him because you always gripped onto him so tight.

‘’Stephen…?’’

‘’Mhm?’’ He mumbled out when he flipped you over and undid the harsh knots of the belt, you sighed in relief at the freeing sensation. He threw his belt across the room.

‘’Why are you always right, goddamnit. I-I'm leaking. It's gonna take forever to clean up.’’ You blurted out, mildly annoyed at the mess he made of you.

‘’You're so messy for me, I can’t control that.’’

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wint3r-h3art · 2 years

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Secret We Share | Defender!Strange

Synopsis: Loving him was unattainable, or so you thought.

Word count: 2.4K

Warning: angst & smut ahead. Mutual pinning, unrequited love, overprotective Strange 😩 master & former apprentice relationship turns romantic (both parties are adult) ??? If you squint hard enough, there’s some plot in there.

18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI !!

A/N: this is a request from the lovely @ironstrange1991 💛 I hope this is what you have in mind because if not, Please boink me in the head 🌝 no beta, but if I missed anything, so forgive me. Comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated and encouraged. You know how much I love talking to ya 💛

Stephen Strange Masterlist

*** Do not copy, repost, rewrite, or translate my works anywhere else!!

He knew something was wrong the moment he felt the protection spell was wavering.

Trying to seal the interdimensional demon away was no small task, but it was not enough to call in a whole cohort of sorcerers. Being his former apprentice, Strange tasked you with conjuring up the protection spell while he was taking care of slaying the demon.

His miscalculation though was what led to this moment where the demon deflected his attack and sent the magic right to you, knocking you back a couple of feet. Your body went limp as you threw across the ground and in turn, knocked yourself unconscious.

You didn’t even know you were out for three days until you woke up in your bed, and found Stephen sitting there, looking quite somber.

Your frown at first, clearly confused at first. You didn’t understand why he was there in the first place, but then you noticed the distinct dark circle under his eyes and the distinct melancholy air around him.

“Stephen…What happened?” you asked as you struggled to sit up.

“A spell went wrong,” he said softly, his head in his hand with an expression of a dying man. He couldn't help blaming himself for it.

“Stephen…”

“I failed to protect you,” he said again, hands clasping together. “My carelessness caused all of this.”

“Stephen, I’m fine,” you reassure him, but Stephen seemed to not hear you.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N,”

He didn’t realize until now that the thought of losing you would be possible. He always trusted your skill and your power, but he couldn’t risk it anymore after today. Especially when there was something he had to tell you.

For once in his life, he was unsure of how to approach the subject. A confession like this felt foreign to him that it almost felt awkward to even just approach it.

His hair spilled over his shoulder like glistening silk as he leaned in. His silvery streaks shone dimly underneath the light in contrast to the inky mane. You couldn’t help but feel the urge to run your hand through them, wanting to feel the way those soft tresses through your fingertips, and perhaps bury your face in it as well.

For once, Strange didn’t have the answer to the question that had been weighing on his heart. He knew the moment these words left his mouth, there was no turning back on it. Even now, sitting so close to you, all he wanted to do was reach out and hold you–to make sure that you wouldn’t break right before his eyes, but knowing the way the universe worked, nothing was ever easy for him.

“Every time I see you hurt, I blame myself for not doing enough to protect you. And every time I feel like I was doing enough, I feel like I'm smothering you. Tell me again if whatever I’m feeling right now is right because I sure as hell don’t think so.”

He exhaled for the very first time through his nostrils. His back straightened a bit as if he had gathered all the courage to say what needed to be said to you.

“I shouldn’t feel like I am right now, but every time you look at me like you are now, all my will crumbles like it’s nothing. That’s the sort of power you have over me, Y/N. And I don’t know what I can do anymore….”

His gaze drifted to yours now. Cool, glacial blue softened and melted into a bottomless ocean. Resignation bled into his features. He couldn’t lie to himself anymore.

“Then stop fighting it,” you finally said. Your heart felt like it was about to burst out of your chest as those words left your lips. You could feel your body shuddering under the weight of anxiety. You didn’t know where he was going with it–hell, you didn’t dare to hope it either.

His head snapped up. His eyes searched yours for a brief moment before he muttered something under his breath, forfeiting his reservation altogether.

His hand reached out to touch your face for the very first time though, you could feel your heart skip a beat. His touch was warm and timid as if he was testing to see your reaction. He looked at you with uncertainty in his eyes, yet his heart was hopeful–so hopeful that it ached terribly in his chest.

“Push me away,” he said softly as he leaned in. The smell of sweet mint lingered on his breath, lulling you into a trance. The rough pad of his thumb brushed against the delicate skin of your lips, sending your nerves into a frenzy. He was close–oh so close that you can almost taste the sweetness on his breath.

You inhale sharply, taking in a breath of his scent with you, drowning your own needs with nothing but him.

Your hand was instinctively holding onto his bicep. You could feel the way the muscles of his arm were straining as if he was trying so hard to control himself. A strong part of you didn’t want to believe that. Strange has always been so cool and composed. There was no way he was struggling against himself.

“Say that you don’t want me,” he said again till his lips were now almost brushing against yours. Your heartbeat was deafening. Heat practically consumed your body as your fingers dug into the thick sleeves of his robe.

“I want you.” It came out no more than a breathless whisper. You could feel his body tensed up as he sat there so close to you, yet so far. Your heart yearned for the kiss, yet he made no move.

“I want you so damn much that everything hurts,” you said again as your hand drifted to cradle his cheek in your palm. You could see the way the flickering of the orange light danced in the pool of those cerulean eyes. “Don’t deny me anymore, Stephen.”

It was the first time you called him by his name, and all of his rationality seemed to melt away in no more than an afterthought. His lips found yours not a second later in a slow tantalizing kiss. It was soft and delicate, almost to the point of being careful. The intimacy of the act alone was more than you’ve ever dreamt of.

Your eyes fluttered shut as a single drop of tear rolled down your cheek. His arm snaked around your waist, pulling you till you were straddling his waist. Your body molded into his like it was meant to be. Heat radiated off of his body like a furnace during a long winter night. Rough fingertips grazed down your neck, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake.

You gasped at that, and Stephen slipped his tongue right into your mouth. The soft and slow dance of your lips melted into a carnal hunger as his tongue glided, twisting and rolling with yours. It was desperate and hungry, and it made you moan shamelessly as he explored you eagerly.

He slowly and gently laid you down onto the soft mattress all the while that his mouth was on yours. Your fingers instinctively raked through his hair as he continued to kiss you eagerly. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he slowly ground his hips into yours.

Another muffled moan rumbled in his chest as you felt the growing bulge pressed against your aching center.

“Tell me to stop,” he panted as his lips trailed down to the column of your neck. He was sucking at the tender skin there until you whined out loud before he licked the spot to soothe you.

Every part of you buzzed with awareness, and every inch of you craved to be touched by him.

“Don’t stop,” you murmured as you wrapped both your arms around his neck as his lips now found your chest.

You heard almost like a low grunting sound when his mouth covered your clothed mound before he lifted your shirt up and revealed your supple skin. You gasped at the way his warm mouth suddenly took in your soft flesh, his tongue glided over the stiff peak, licking and sucking at your nipple while his calloused hand squeezed at your soft breast.

“Stephen,” you murmured softly. He looked up at you under his lashes, while his tongue was still running over your bud. The sight made you bite your lips as he continued to watch you watching him. You were so used to him being so prim and proper that you would never have thought he was capable of such an act.

After he was done with it, he gave the same attention to your other breast, leaving you moaning and writhing underneath him.

“Stephen,” you moaned his name again, this time you gave his hair a slight tug. The low growling sound that emitted from deep within his chest, almost made you come then and there.

He pulled away from you and sat back, observing and watching the state he has put you in.

“You’re driving me crazy, Y/N,” he grunted, long fingers running through the dark trees. He looked so messy and desperate and wild.

“Why?” you asked.

“Because I want you when I know I shouldn’t,” he grunted as he hastily undo his jacket.

“And why is that?” you asked again as you watched his body slowly unravel before you. Your eyes scanned across his skin. You could pick some scars and marks left over from his previous battles. Just like him, everything on the surface was perfect and poise, while underneath it all, there was so much more.

“I was your master,” he gritted his teeth as he suddenly leaned in again. This time, his scent was much stronger, and his body heat hit you harder than before. It almost made you melt into the mattress and surrender everything to him.

“I was already a woman before I met you, why should it matter?” you countered, your palm laid flat on his chest. “I saw the way you were watching me, but I didn’t dare to dream…You always feel so unattainable to me–You were always so hard on me, that I was scared you hated me.”

Your words hit him harder than a sledgehammer. All the time that he was being harder on you was simply because he cared too much for you. Knowing how capable you are in the mystic art, he thrived to push you for the better.

“I don’t hate you, Y/N. Far from it,” he said as he kissed the corner of your mouth. “As a matter of fact, I want to show you.”

His lips were on yours quicker than you can count to three, kissing you with newfound urgency. His fingers reached down to probe at your slit, coating his fingers with your juices. Another low growl emitted from his chest. You could hear him cursing under his breath.

Stroking himself a couple of times, Stephen settled between your thighs. You sucked in your breath in anticipation when you felt the head of his cock rubbed suggestively against your glistening folds.

“So wet and so eager for me,” he murmured as his eyes flickered to meet yours. Strange licked his lower lips before he slowly sank himself into your warm, velvety heat. A chorus of moans filled the room.

He stretched you out so deliciously–crossfading between pain and pleasure as the fire licked your very soul. He started to move slowly, pulling himself out before pushing himself back into your desirous heat. Every inch of you felt like it was set ablaze as sparks of pleasure began to course through you.

His movement began to quicken as he found his rhythmic pace, thrusting in and out of you with intent. Every now and then, he would slam into you a bit too hard that you couldn’t help but let out a lewd throaty moan.

Your arms–though felt like jelly, managed to wound around his neck, pulling him closer till your lips found his shoulder again. He was so close to you now, that every time he moved, you could feel the muscles of his back strained and cornered from the effort.

You held on to him as he continued to rock into you with vigor and determination, and before you knew it, you came all the while that he was still inside you.

Stephen continued to pound into you a couple more times while you lay there still bathing in the afterglow of your orgasms. He was getting impatient and his movement became sloppy.

His body suddenly strained as he quickly pulled himself out and came all over your stomach. His mouth hung agape as he pumped his shaft till the last drop of the sticky white fluid squirted right out of it.

Then the room filled with silence once more as he laid beside you, staring up at the dark ceiling.

Words seemed to dry up in your throat because you didn’t know what else to say. But then again, what was there to say when only the two of you need to know the truth of what you really feel toward one another. No one needs to understand it.

Strange turned and looked at you for the first time. His expression was unreadable. You didn’t know if you were able to compose any sentence to say to him when your heart was wavering between wanting him and being wanted by him. Insecurity began to eat away at your short-lived confidence.

“Will you look at me differently?” you finally asked. The sound of your own heartbeat was practically pounding in your ears as a rush of adrenaline ran through you.

Stephen could hear the tremor in your voice and he knew. He reached out and cupped your face. “I always look at you as a woman first before looking at you as my apprentice, so no. To me, you will always be someone that I somehow failed to charm my way through your heart.”

Strange chuckled dryly, but he didn’t fail. You knew, and he knew it too

In this very moment–under the same sky, your worlds were drawn to each other with this secret you shared.

A/N: We all want to pull his hair, just say it 😫 also, i know this is tame compare to my other smut, but i think soft action with Defender Strange just fits better...Also this man screams aftercare!! Like imagine him bathing you after he finished spilling his cum all over you??? I’ll take 10, thanks! Any way, I’ll stop rambling! I hope you enjoyed this!! 💛

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ironstrange1991 · 2 years

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No Birthday Suprises

+18 Smut (Foursome, baby!)

Pairing: Supreme!Strange x Fem!Reader, Doctor!Strange x Fem!Reader, Defender!Strange x Fem!Reader (Established Relationship)

Synopsis: It's the reader's birthday and her men know how difficult this date is for her so they decide to make a surprise that she wouldn't dare refuse.

Word Count: 8,5k (Yes I know, it's huge)

Warnings: Gangbang, P in V, Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Male and female masturbation, Male and female oral sex, Love bites, Ear nibbling, Praise kink, Dirty talk, Slight male dominance.

A/N: This is terribly long but I really couldn't contain myself, I needed to give space for all the Stephens to come ;) On a side note: Stephen will always be our original 616 Stephen. I tried to use Defender and Supreme to distinguish them, but the reader will offen reffer to them by just calling them Stephen. Hope it doesnt get too confusing.

Dating three Stephen Strange was the strangest and most wonderful thing in the world, yet there were days when all you wanted most was time for yourself and to get away from the constant bickering and teasing between the three of them.

That was definitely one of those days that also happened to be your birthday. It was probably some trauma from the past that your mind repressed, but for some reason you hated your birthday, you felt more anxious than usual, you cried at any time of the day for no apparent reason, basically in that specific day of the year your turn into an emotional mess. You had your first birthday with Stephen, your Stephen who you had been dating for a little over three years and everything went well, he understood you and took care of you on days like those. The second year you spent it alone because he was busy on a mission with the Avengers and now it would be your first birthday with the other two Stephens and even though you've said a thousand times you didn't want celebrations or anything you dreaded getting home and find something prepared for you.

You sighed heavily looking at the clock seeing that it was almost time to go home.

You remembered perfectly when Defender Strange arrived in your universe. His universe had collapsed on itself and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't save his world. He wasn't sure how he ended up in that universe, the last thing he remembered was being engulfed by a flash of white light. You, on the other hand, remembered very well the fright you got when the same white light shone on the Sanctum's ceiling and Defender literally fell from the sky, breaking through the ceiling and collapsing unconscious on the floor. You took care of him and tried to calm him down even though you were in a panic trying to talk to your Stephen who wouldn't answer the phone.

When it became clear that Defender had no way to return to his universe, it also became clear that his place was there in the Sanctum with you and from that to you falling madly in love with him was a blink of an eye.

Stephen took everything as best as he could, he always said that the only thing that made him accept it was the fact that he was sharing you with himself and that it was indeed beautiful, the idea that he loved you in every universe.

It took only a few months for Supreme Strange arrive. This time, however, it was not a flash of white light that brought him, but himself. Through a portal. He explained to two unfriendly and overprotective Stephens that the war against Thanos led him to destroy the universe itself in an attempt to find a solution to the conflict. When he understood what he had done, it was too late to turn back, Thanos was destroyed, but the universe collapsed despite his efforts and in a last act of desperation he used all the magic he had to escape death by opening a portal without a certain direction and that took him to your universe. Stephen didn't react well to the idea of him staying, but you and Defender convinced him you couldn't send him away, he had nowhere to go.

It took you longer to trust him, his fingertips blackened by the Darkhold's corruption was a constant reminder of what he had done and you were afraid of him, but slowly you became close.

Falling in love with him was inevitable and there you were now in a relationship with three Stephen Strange learning to deal with the differences and similarities and falling more and more in love with all of them.

However that day, all you wanted was to be alone and you knew that it was just your anxiety and insecurity talking louder because in fact being with your men was the only thing that could make you smile that day. They were like the sun for you.

You were startled with your boss’s voice pulling you out of your daydreams.

"Everything is in order, you can go home y/n."

You nodded "Are you sure?"

He nodded "Go home to celebrate your birthday." You grimaced standing up and catching your stuff "Good night Phil. Have a nice weekend."

When you got home everything was quiet, at least there was no sign of a surprise party or anything like that. It was actually too quiet and soon you started to wonder if something had happened.

They usually took turns between working at the Kamar Taj, tending the Sanctum, and doing missions with the Avengers, but as far as you knew, the three of them were supposed to be home by now.

You walked up the stairs slowly and entered your room. You had your room at the Sanctum and they had theirs. Sometimes you needed your space. You left your bag on the bed and sat there for a minute ready to call Stephen when you heard a knock on the door.

"Come in"

Stephen walked in smiling, but you could see he was walking on eggshells with you. He knew that day was going to be difficult for you "You're late."

He sat beside you wearing his blue robes and red cloak.

"You're alright?" He took your hand in his shaking hands.

You nodded with a sigh and forced a smile "I'm just a little tired, it's been a long day."

He touched your cheek and kissed your lips lightly "I see" His thumb touched your lower lip, forcing it down slightly "Too tired?" He looked at you suggestively and you couldn't help but smile at him "Maybe not so tired."

He grins as he stands up and extends his hand to you. "Come with me"

"Stephen… no birthday surprises please."

He waved his hand in front of you expecting you to take it "No surprises, just us."

You sighed, surrendering, taking his hand and he walked in front of you, pulling you to his room. Stephen had the biggest room in the Sanctum, which obviously made sense. You entered the room and Supreme was waiting for you sitting on the bed in his blue robes and blue cloak. He smiles at you and comes towards you touching your face and kissing your lips lightly. "It wasn't so hard to convince her after all." He said smirking to Stephen. Stephen nodded smiling at you "See? No birthday surprises"

You smiled listening to the sound of water in the bathroom and Defender came from there smiling and coming towards you. He cupped your chin between his index finger and thumb. "I figured you'd like a hot bath."

You smiled from ear to ear not understanding where they wanted to take this, but totally determined to play along. "yes, please." He kissed you sweetly.

You were used to taking turns between their beds. One day you slept with Stephen, another Defender, another with Supreme. You stipulated this routine to keep them from fighting among themselves over you. Generally Defender and Stephen were more understanding, but Supreme was extremely jealous. You always fantasized about having sex with the three of them, but you never had the courage to say that.

Stephen placed both hands on your shoulders squeezing them slightly "You're tense sweetheart. Hard day at work?"

You frowned "No, I was just scared to get home and have a surprise party waiting for me."

He chuckled.

"There's no party, but there's a surprise." Said Supreme "We bought you something." He smiles picking up a box on the bed. It was too big to be a jewel and it was wrapped in red paper and black bow. You sighed facing Defender who had your hand firmly in his.

"You promised me there would be no gifts."

He shook his head, "Believe me baby, this gift is more for us than it is for you." You bit your lower lip now slightly interested.

You held the box in your hands, it was light, at that point you were dying to know what was inside.

"Okay, now I'm curious." You untied the bow and tore the paper opening the box and found an extremely small, see-through black lingerie set and a black silk nightgown too short to make a difference.

"We're dying to see you in this." Stephen whispered in your ear and your skin prickled. What exactly was going on? "It's beautiful... should I wear it on a special date?"

Supreme smirked taking the box with your gift from your hands and placing it on the bed "Today is a special date whether you want it or not." He replied.

Defender touched your face turning it to look at him "But first I'll take care of you. You look exhausted baby. Come with me" He grabbed your hand and dragged you into the bathroom. You were so taken aback by the whole situation that all the heaviness you had felt throughout the day seemed to completely disappear. You couldn't be getting this all wrong. Could you? He pulled your shirt over your head and unbuttoned your bra pulling it down your arms. He kissed your collarbone and touched your breast with his rough hands and played with a nipple between his fingers quickly. His lips descended to your breast sucking one nipple lightly.

"hum...Stephen..." He hummed in response. "The water is getting cold."

He nodded surrendering and unbuttoned your pants pulling them along with your panties. He bent down to take off your shoes and finishing undressing you.

He stood up turning you away from him and running his fingers through your hair. He pulled the hair tie out of his hair and pulled yours into a high bun. You loved it when he took care of your hair, it was obvious he would be the only Stephen who knew how to do it.

"It's better this way, don't you think?" He said turning you to face him. You smile touching his hair that now hangs loosely around his shoulders "Yes, I think so."

He smirked and you sat on the edge of the tub touching the water and grimacing "Is it cold already?" He touched the water and made a gesture with his fingers and not only did the water go back to the perfect temperature you liked, it also turned purple and the lavender scent of your favorite soap invaded your nostrils as the tub filled with foam. "What do you think?"

You smiled, melting at the gesture "I think you guys spoil me with all this magic." He smiled helping you into the tub.

You moaned softly "Oh my god this feels so good" You felt your body slowly relaxing in the hot water and even more so when Defender started massaging your shoulders, his thumbs moving in a circular motion undoing the knots under your skin with the perfect amount of pressure. You could feel the warmth of his white magic helping not just keeping his hands steady but also helping you relaxing.

"Better now?" he asked, his baritone voice in your ear teasing you.

You sighed surrendering to him "Much better baby."

You could hear the conversation coming from the room and your name in the center of it, but you couldn't pay enough attention to what the other Stephens were saying and at that moment you didn't care either. Whatever it was they were planning you wanted to be surprised, you were enjoying being the center of attention.

By the time you finished your shower the water was getting cold again. Stephen helped you out of the tub and handed you your towel and walked out of the bathroom coming back with your gift and the very thought of putting it in front of him made your face flush. He smiled "I'll wait for you outside." You nodded.

When you finished dressing and took a quick look in the mirror your face was red and your eyes were bright with anticipation. Of all the possible endings you imagined for that day, this one was definitely not a part of any of them. You sighed releasing your hair and walked out of the room and if you weren't so nervous you probably would have laughed at the whole situation. The three Stephens were waiting for you, sitting at the foot of the bed. All three's eyes lit up when they saw you and they stood up at the same time, all three with a smile on their faces.

"So?" You asked holding the hem of your nightgown and turning around so they could get a full view of you.

"Amazing." Supreme stated smirking.

Stephen smiled "You look perfect sweetheart. Exactly the way I pictured it." "Black is definitely your color, baby." Defender added by devouring you with his eyes.

You nodded, exhaling heavily, noticing you were holding your breath.

"Well let's be fair, if I'm going to dress like this you'd better get rid of all those layers then"

Stephen nodded, the red cloak slipping from his shoulders and flying out of the room. Supreme's blue robe followed its partner's example and also slipped out the door which closed with a muffled clatter.

Stephen gestured with his fingers and his blue robe was replaced by pajama pants that hung dangerously low on his waist revealing his flat stomach and bulge. Supreme followed Stephen's lead and with a flick of his fingers he shed his robe down to a pair of white boxers that obscenely revealed his hard shaft beneath the fabric. Defender snapped his fingers, replacing his black and red robe with thin sweatpants, abdomen and chest covered with a thin layer of dark hair. He was extremely hard and you could see him pulsing through his pants. Your eyes devoured the three of them the way their eyes devoured you and you wondered if you would be enough to satiate three Stephens at once.

It was one thing to imagine it, another to do it. Now that you were there living your dream you felt insecure. "You Stephens are so beautiful."

"You are beautiful, sweetheart." Stephen held out his hand to you "Now come here, don't be shy, you're never shy with me." You held his hand and he pulled you closer touching your chin "I know you always wanted this but you never had the courage to ask." He kissed your lips lightly, "So I planned a birthday surprise for you, but I feel like you won't complain about this one."

You chuckled the nervousness little by little giving way to anticipation. Supreme grabbed your hand and pulled you into his arms. "You could have told me you wanted this honey. We love you just as much, you know that." You touched his clean-shaven cheek "I know that, Stephen. I just... I never had the courage to ask. I was afraid you guys would get mad at me." He kissed your lips, his hands moving down your back and pressing you against his body so you could feel his cock rubbing against you.

"I'm definitely not mad at you honey, as you can very well see."

You moaned into his lips and felt another body behind you towering you. Defender pulled you to face him, his hand tight on the back of your neck "We're dying to have you baby but I want to assure you first that if it ever gets too much, if you want us to stop all you have to do is ask, okay ?" You nodded, kissing his lips, your hand touching his face and reaching up to touch his hair, the strands falling loosely over his shoulders. You took a strand and tucked it behind his ear "Okay" You looked back at the other two Stephens, your hand reaching for them signaling them to come closer "Now please touch me, I need you guys."

Defender nodded, kissing your neck and rubbing his beard on your skin purposefully. Stephen took your right hand and moved it down his abdomen until it touched his hard shaft. You clasped your hand around him moving slowly over the top and he groaned. "Fuck sweetheart I am so hard for you." You moaned softly turning to face him "yeah? I can see that all my Stephens are hard for me. I love that. I want to please my men tonight."

Supreme took your other hand and brought it to his bulge and pressed it against it "Honey, you have no idea of the things I want to do with you." You moaned softly pressing your thighs together.

"But first... I'm going to pleasure you, baby" Defender whispered in your ear "It's all about you, tonight." You turned to kiss his lips and when you least expected Stephen picked you up bride style. "Ooh okay then." You chuckled.

Stephen put you on the bed and came over you kissing your lips, moving his lips down your neck, your collarbone, lightly biting your breast through the nightgown. His hands roamed over your skin and down to your thigh, lifting the silk and revealing more of your skin to him. He continued down to your belly, nibbling there. You moaned softly as he parted your knees kissing and lightly biting the inside of your thigh. Supreme sat next to you and bent down to kiss your lips and you were eager to grab him, wrapping your arms around his neck and parting your lips for him to deepen the kiss. His tongue penetrated your mouth, teasing you. You moaned into his lips, breaking the kiss to breathe. Stephen kept teasing you, kissing every inch of your body least where you needed him the most.

You groaned as Supreme proceeded to kiss your neck, biting your ear lightly. You reached out looking for Defender "Stephen, I need you too, baby. Come here, touch me"

He sat on the other side of the bed holding your hand and placing a chaste kiss on it "I am right here, baby" he came to you claiming your lips, his hands touching your breast over your nightgown.

You moaned loudly feeling three pairs of scared hands touching you, Stephen's lips brushing over your panties making you move your hips to get some friction, Supreme taking turns between your lips and your neck, marking you with hickeys and bites and Defender caressing one breast and lightly biting the other through the fabric.

He sighed inhaling your scent and smirked "Come here baby" He grabbed you by the waist and the others backed away waiting. He lifted the nightgown over your hip and you lifted both arms for him to pull it over your head.

He looked at you with starved eyes. "You look so sexy in this, baby." You smiled biting your lower lip and rubbing your thighs together. You moaned softly. "Stephen, I want you to touch me, I am so horny"

He chuckled "Okay, baby, I will touch you. Tell me what you want."

You took his face in your hands kissing him passionately "I want you to eat me out and let me cum in your mouth."

You said alternating the words between kisses on his lips and he grinned satisfied. Supreme hold you by the waist possessively kissing your shoulder totally jealous and whispering in your ear "Honey please I need you too" You let your hand roam over his abdomen touching his hard shaft under his boxers. You smiled satisfied turning to kiss him. "Yeah? I will take care of you, Stephen. I can't wait to have your big cock in my mouth"

He moaned on your lips "You are so dirty sometimes, honey. You know I love this, I love when you talk dirty to me" He took your hand and tucked it inside his boxers and he hissed as you greedily held him tight. "Feel how hard I am for you." His cock was big and hot and deliciously hard for you. You took him out of the boxer and stroked it very slow teasing him and also putting on a show for the other Stephens. You could feel their eyes glued to you, wishing it was their cock you had in your hands. You ran your thumb over the tip of Supreme's dick spreading the precum and brought your thumb to your mouth sucking and making a popping noise "You taste so good, Stephen"

He groaned loudly and the others hissed when without warning you dropped down purposely on all fours, your ass turned towards Stephen and Defender and licked Supreme’s cock from the base to the tip and spit on it spreading the spit with your hand, stroking him faster now. You stuck your tongue out and flicked it on the pink fat head pulling groans out of his mouth.

"Fuck honey, put it in your mouth, suck my cock for them to watch." You put it in your mouth sucking it slowly first bobbing your head on his length smearing It with your saliva and increasing the pace and he moaned loudly "Yes, my love, this is so good. You do it so good". You were enjoying it more than you thought you would. The idea that the other Stephens were watching turned you on even more, you could feel the fire between your legs getting stronger and more uncontrollable, your panties were totally soaked and you were begging for some friction when you felt a pair of hands caressing your ass, fingers pulling your panties to the side and penetrating you.

You moaned around Supreme's cock "Oh my god, yes please." A tongue licked you from your clitoris to your entrance before starting to eat you out, two hands opening your folds as he penetrated you with shallow thrusts of his tongue, flicking it at your entrance and coming back to give attention to your clit, taking the sensitive skin between his teeth and soothing it with his tongue. You don't need to look to know who was pleasuring you. You always knew that each one of your men had something they did better than the other, Defender was the one who was able to turn you into a whining mess with just his mouth. He simply knew exactly how to make you cum in an absurdly short time.

You could already feel your legs trembling responding to his touch, the pleasure you felt making you considerably increase the intensity with which you sucked Supreme's cock in a perfect sync.

Supreme moaned loud grabbing a handful of your hair. "Fuck honey, your mouth feels so damn good on my cock.’’ He breathed ‘’Oh my god, you are going to make me cum." You moaned contentedly without decreasing intensity, stroking his length as you bob your head on the head flicking your tongue in the process. "Ok then...take it honey…oh fuck" He poured himself into your mouth and you swallowed it all, sucking every last drop and moaning around his cock as Defender added his fingers to the sum taking you to the edge of your own orgasm.

Supreme cupped your chin taking his cock out of your mouth and bent down to kiss you "Fuck honey, your mouth does magic I couldn't help myself it felt so good. But it's okay, you know I have a lot of rounds for you tonight." You smile satisfied.

Stephen almost rolled his eyes. He wondered if he also sounded as cocky and arrogant as Supreme when he fucked you.

Supreme pulled away momentarily sated and content to watch. As jealous as he was of you, there was no denying that seeing you with other versions of him was extremely arousing.

Stephen held your chin down to kiss you. He didn't know how to feel about your mouth being just seconds ago in Supreme's cock, but soon he pushed that thought aside, eager to live in the moment. There was something extremely arousing about what you were doing and he couldn't deny that watching you suck another Stephen while being eaten by Defender made him extremely hard, his cock throbbing desperately inside his pants begging for some attention.

"Come here sweetheart." He took your hand pulling you "Hold on, Defender, let me get her into a more comfortable position."

Defender backed away and you complained about the lack of contact. Stephen was kneeling on the bed and pulled you close to his body wrapping you in a hug and kissing your lips. You were surprised by the sudden affection, Stephen was affectionate, but you could only imagine that that hug was his way of showing how jealous he was. "Let's get this off." He unbuttoned your bra pulling the straps down your arms, your nipples tightening in the cold air. "And this."

He tucked his thumbs into the strap of your panties and lowered them past your thighs. You sat on the bed and he finished taking off your panties, your legs lolling to the sides, revealing your aching core to him. He bit his bottom lip, but didn't dare finish the job of Defender who quickly claimed you, running his hands under your thighs and pulling you close to him "Come here baby, I'm gonna make you cum in my mouth"

You moaned loudly as he returned to eat you out, your hips moving against him instinctively, your hand gripping his hair and pulling it "Fuck, Stephen, you do it so..." Stephen interrupted you by lifting your head and placing a pillow under it and bent down to kiss your lips forcing them to open for his tongue to penetrate your mouth. You moaned into his mouth when Defender placed two fingers inside you, curling them to hit your sweet spot.

"Oh my god you gonna make me cum" Stephen lowered his lips down your neck biting and sucking the skin below her ear. You could feel Defender pushing you closer and closer to your climax as Stephen continued his assault on your neck, your collarbone, down to your breasts, kissing there, sucking one nipple and then another. Your fingers tangled in his hair pulling him back to your lips as Defender worked on you, you could feel the tremor building up and taking over your body and you didn't fight it, instead you surrendered to him moaning loudly into Stephen’s lips until your mouth went agape, your legs trembled and you closed them trapping Defender between them, Stephen's lips descended to your chin kissing lightly "That's it sweetheart, enjoy it."

Defender crawled on top of you and Stephen backed away to make room for him. He smirked at you, his face wet with your cum. "You have such a sweet cunt, baby. I love to eat you like this." You cupped his face in your hands "You do it so well my love." He kissed you and you sighed still coming down from your high.

"I want to pleasure you" You said biting your lips and he moved away for you to get up, you sat on the bed "I want to pleasure all my Stephens."

Supreme who patiently waited for his turn to have your attention again wrapped you in his arms "You know what I want, honey." You nodded feeling slightly intimidated by the task at hand. This was all new to you, but extremely exciting.

You turned to him, he had his cock in his hands jerking it slowly, you pulled his hand away and took him in your hand caressing him slowly, he was already hard again for you. He kissed you moaning on your lips.

Defender kissed your shoulder and took your other hand leading it to his cock, he'd been out of his pants before you knew it and was deliciously naked and ready for you.

You stroked it lightly, your thumb spreading the precum all over the tip. He groaned lightly biting your shoulder.

Stephen took the moment to strip off the rest of his clothes and went back to bed kneeling right behind you, the three sorcerers surrounding you. You felt Stephen’s cock rubbing your hips and dropped Supreme's cock and turned around to grab his cock in your hand slowly stroking his length and taking turns between the three cocks, spitting on them and stroking them fast and it was enough to leave them gasping. You took turns on their lips too, loving the subtle difference in their kiss. The goatee, the full beard and the shaven face.

"You guys have such a nice cock, I want to put them in my mouth, would you like that?"

"Yes" They replied in unison. You chuckled down to put Defender's cock in your mouth, your ass turned temptingly at Stephen. You spit on it and spread the spit with your tongue along the entire length of it and only then put it in your mouth bobbing your head slowly and gradually increasing the pace, going all the way to the bottom and back, licking the tip and sucking the precum that was leaking from the slit and then turned it back and sucked it slowly the way he adored.

You took it out of your mouth, saliva running down your lips. He cupped your face with his hands and kissed you "You do it so good, baby. I am so proud of you" You smiled satisfied with the compliment turning to put Supreme's cock in your mouth, you licked the underside of it first, tracing the veins around it teasing and flicked your tongue at the tip, a strand of precum sticking in your tongue. You smiled satisfied maintaining eye contact with him, he bit his lips trying to control his own moans. "Please honey put it in your mouth"

You obeyed by putting it in your mouth and sucking it, forcing your head against the wall of your cheek and taking it out of your mouth with a popping noise and sucking it again now going all the way to the bottom while caressed his balls. "You suck my cock like a fucking slut, I love that." you took it out of your mouth stroking him hard and flicking your tongue in his tip. He wiped the saliva that dripped from your lips with his thumb and kissed you smiling satisfied.

Stephen grinned as you turned to him, he made a point of kissing you passionately before you put him in your mouth "You know how I like it sweetheart, I taught you how to do it, remember?" You nodded surprised that you were still able to blush. You bent down spitting on it and then putting it in your mouth and going to the bottom and back, you wanted to make him proud. He groaned loudly, lifting his hands to your head and holding your hair in a makeshift ponytail and pushing you deep again, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat. He held you there for a second and then took his cock out of your mouth and leaned down to kiss you. He held you head in place and thrusted against your mouth slowly at first and then faster. The noise it made was so obscene. He stopped when you gasped around his cock, he chuckled in response to something Supreme said. "I know, she is amazing"

You smiled proud of yourself and he pulls you to his lips "Isn't that right Sweetheart? You like it a little bit rough isn't it?" You nodded, wiping the spit running down your chin. "Enough of playing around, don't you think?" Stephen said with that breathless smirk on his lips "We're all dying to fuck you, sweetheart, but you decide who you want to go first."

You nodded "What if I want more than one?"

He smirked "Too greedy, don't you think?"

You shook your head "Can you blame me?" He kissed her lips "Do you think you can handle it?" You nodded confidently.

Supreme pulled you into his arms "If you can't decide, I'll decide for you. Get on your hands and knees for me, honey." You obeyed promptly feeling the tip of his cock rubbing your entrance "Fuck you're so wet my love" He entered you slowly and you moaned loudly feeling every inch of his cock impaling you, stretching your cunt to the limit. He groaned loud, his balls deep on you. "Oh my god Stephen, your cock feels so good, please move, fuck me hard" He gripped your hips and started thrusting first slowly and then faster until he caught his pace. You moaned in satisfaction, any fears you still had totally vanishing "Yes, its so good, I love you so much Stephen" He slapped your ass "yeah? you love my cock fucking you hard? You are such a dirty slut, aren't you?"

You groaned in agreement, you loved when Supreme and Stephen treated you like a fucking whore, there was something special about being their slut. Defender however never called you those names or treated you that way.

You stretched out your hand to hold Defender's hand "Come here, baby, let me suck your cock" He quickly positioned himself facing you who eagerly took his cock in one hand while leaning with the other on his thigh . You spat on his cock stroking him steadily and slowly increased the speed putting it in your mouth and going all the way down your throat "Fuck baby this is so good, I love when you swallow me whole like that." You felt the tears running down your eyes, he wiped them "You are such a good girl taking his cock so well. You make me so proud, I love you so much, baby. I'm enjoying watching it." You smiled happily at the compliment putting his cock back in your mouth, bobbing your head now at a slower, more sensual pace the way you knew would turn him into a moaning mess.

Stephen approached claiming your attention "Come here Sweetheart" You turned to him putting his cock in your mouth but continued jerking Defender's.

He groaned loudly taking his hand to your head and pushing to increase the pace "Oh fuck, you have such a perfect mouth, it feels so good sucking my cock like that" You took his cock out of your mouth with a popping noise moaning loudly when Supreme increased the speed of his thrusts.

"I wanna fuck you, sweetheart." You shook your head, your hands caressing the cocks of the two Stephens who were looking at you as if they could devour you with their eyes. You held Supreme's hand that was firmly on your waist signaling him to stop "Hold on, love." but he was so lost in his own pleasure that he kept going.

"Supreme, its my turn" Stephen said and Supreme pulled away bending down to kiss your lips "I am too greedy honey. Its hard to shared you." You nodded and he moved away making room for the other Stephens and out of your field of vision. Stephen immediately grabbed you by the waist and laid you on your back on the bed and got between your legs, spreading them with his knee. He lifted one of your legs leaning on his shoulder and spat into his cock giving a couple of jerks, he stuck a finger inside you first teasing "Your cunt is all red and swollen, sweetheart, it looks delicious."

You moaned clenching around nothing "Fuck me Stephen, make me your whore." He entered you all at once and a muffled moan escaped your lips. Supreme was quick to claim your mouth turning your head to him and shoving his cock deep down your throat. Defender took your hand and brought it to his cock and you stroked him. The sound of the three Stephens moaning at the pleasure you were giving them mixed with the sound of flesh hitting flesh was enough of a trigger to bring you to the brink of another orgasm. Stephen fucked you so hard hitting your g spot with precision like only he knew how to do. He pounded his cock so hard reaching depths you didn't even know he could reach, sweat running down his neck tracing the veins there, skin red from his arousing, hair always perfect now messy falling over his forehead.

You moaned around Supreme's cock taking it out of your mouth to breathe "Stephen, you're gonna make me cum. Please, don't make me cum yet." He chuckled, stopping the thrusts and dropping your leg, pulling you in for a kiss. "You're too good, sweetheart" He breathed "Its so hard to stop when all I want its to fuck you until I cum inside you."

You wrapped your arms around his neck, surrendering to his passionate kisses. "I know, love."

He pulled away reluctantly for you to get up and you threw yourself into Defender's arms who patiently waited for his turn. "I want you to ride me, baby." He stated between passionate kisses.

You nodded as he wrapped you by the waist and leaned his back against the headboard, "I am all yours, baby, use me." You positioned yourself on top of him smiling from ear to ear, your hand directing his cock at your entrance and you slowly lowered yourself, your cunt slowly engulfing him. He hissed at the feel of your hot wet cunt wrapping his cock, his eyes fixed where the two of you met watching until you swallowed him whole, your cunt squeezing him tight. You wrapped your arms around his neck and started moving first slowly and then faster, his hands firmly on your ass helping you keep your pace, bouncing you on his cock. Both of you gasping with pleasure, your clit rubbing against his pubic bone and hair, giving you a delicious friction. Your fingers gripping his hair and pulling hard, he hissed, unraveling beneath you. Defender was so soft, he loved when you took control and rode him at your pace, he loved it when you pulled his hair or showered him with bites and hickeys.

You increased the pace of your movements on top of him, squeezing his cock with your pelvic muscles in the way he adored and soon he was panting and moaning loudly and you knew he was too close.

You stopped at once and he complained "No, baby, don't stop" You kissed his lips tenderly "Not yet, Stephen." You dismounted him facing the two Stephens who were waiting their turn with you. All your shyness had completely disappeared. "I want two Stephens now. Supreme can have my ass, I know you love it." He smirked satisfied talking to Stephen "Where do you keep the condoms, Doctor?" Stephen pointed to the wardrobe and Supreme got up to fetch it and came back with lube and a packet of condoms.

He stopped beside the bed "Come here, honey, help me put this on." You took his dick in your hands stroking him. He took a condom, opening the package quickly and putting it on the tip of his cock, you helped to unroll the latex with your hands. He poured some lube over the condom. "Lie on your stomach, love. I'll stretch you a little."

You gladly obeyed "Come here, Stephen. You can have my mouth."

Stephen sat up and you lay between his legs taking his cock in your mouth, he greedily grabbed your hair moving your head up and down his length and groaning loudly watching satisfied as Supreme poured lube on your ass and rubbed it with his hands, his fingers penetrating the entrance of your ass, stretching you patiently first with one finger, then with two and then forcing the head of his cock. You moaned in satisfaction as he slowly penetrated you until he was balls deep in your ass. You never felt pain with Supreme. "Fuck, she has such a tight ass." He said and the two Stephens hissed in agreement and loving to watch. "I can barely move"

Stephen chuckled and you missed something Defender stated.

"I know how to take care of my girl, Defender" You hummed. Stephen tsked allowing you to take his dick out of your mouth. "Don’t fight, please" You groaned as Supreme increased the speed of his thrusts forcing himself against you.

He fucked you very slow, both thighs wrapped around yours, his hands opening your ass cheeks, his cock penetrating you in a steady pace going all the way to the bottom and then pulling out fully. "Okay honey I think you're ready."

Stephen cupped your face and kissed you “That’s it sweetheart, make me proud”

"Defender, you can go first, I want to watch"

He pulled away and Defender came over kissing you sweetly "How do you want me baby?" You smiled on his lips pushing him to sit on the bed, you put your legs over his hips, your hand directing his rock hard cock at your entrance and you went down letting him penetrate you fully "Just like that, I love to ride you Stephen" He groaned as you tightened your pelvic muscles around him, he loved it when you did that "Yeah, is it good?" He teased cupping your face and kissing you passionately. You lifted up until he was almost out and then tightened your muscles again, lowering yourself very slowly making his eyes almost roll back in his head "Fuck baby, you have such a tight cunt, I love when you do that" You did it again and wrapped your arms around his neck, his lips moving down your neck sucking the skin till leave purple marks. You both moaned enjoying the little moment you were having.

Supreme approached claiming you, he turned your head to kiss you, his kiss a little rougher indicating his jealousy "Come here, Stephen. Fuck my ass while I ride Defender." He smirked and Defender grabbed your waist, lying in his back allowing you to lean forward. Supreme positioned himself behind you, the tip of his cock rubbing your ass entrance and forcing slowly.

"Okay honey, let me know if you need me to stop." You nodded. Your hands firm on the pillows, trapping Defender's head, who kept still waiting to make sure they weren't going to hurt you.

You moaned loudly when Supreme managed to get it all in and you felt so full of both, the sensation was new and heady. "Oh my god you two feel so good inside of me like that. Please move."

You remained still letting them move in a very steady and sensual pace. Defender slowly started to thrust upwards and Supreme was gaining confidence to thrust a little bit faster. You knew the two were holding back "Guys I need more. You won't hurt me, just fuck me, please" Defender nodded and increased the pace of the thrusts "Fuck baby you are so tight right now, it feels so good." You groaned in response, unable to form any words, Supreme proceeded to fuck you with a delicious roughness, one hand firm on your hip and the other in your hair wrapping it around your hand and pulling hard. You knew you couldn't take much longer, the stimulation was too strong, it was too delicious and you were already on the verge of orgasm.

"I am so close, love, please I need you guys to cum with me." Defender moaned into your lips and you could feel his cock throbbing and twitching inside you and you squeezed it with your cunt "Cum with me baby" He pulled you to his lips groaning and you both succumbed to the climax, his cum pushed inside you with the force of his thrusts until he stopped. Supreme moaned loudly pulling your back against his chest, he turned your face to him to kiss you.

"Fuck honey, I'm cuming" Your legs were still shaking with the intensity of your high as he stopped, his cock buried deep inside your ass. Their breaths slowly returned to normal. Supreme kissed your lips one more time before he pulled away, getting up from the bed and getting rid of the used condom. You dismounted from Defender and he turned to kiss your forehead affectionately and also rose from the bed.

You threw yourself on the bed and Stephen lay there with you, he caressed your face smirking "Don't tell me you’re already tired" You smiled still dizzy with the orgasm. He kissed your lips lightly "You've been such a good girl to us, I'm so proud of you sweetheart" You wrapped your arms around his neck deepening the kiss.

"I want to have your ass too, can I?"

You nodded and he walked away to get ready. You were only partially aware of things around you. Defender had gone back to the bedroom and sat in the farthest armchair determined to enjoy the show, Supreme however returned to the bed claiming your lips "I still want to fuck you, honey, do you think you can make me hard again?" You grinned mischievously as you run your hands down his chest, he was relaxed but not totally flaccid. Supreme was insatiable. You held him and licked the underside of his cock from the base to the tip, the other hand caressed his balls and you flicked your tongue on his pink fat head. He hissed twitching "Fuck, you do this so good, honey" You could feel him slowly hardening with your administrations.

Stephen went back to bed and patted his backside "Okay Sweetheart on your hands and knees for me" You promptly complied and he poured some lube on your ass massaging with his trembling hands and penetrating you first with one finger and then two. You moaned around Supreme's cock feeling him rubbing his cock at your entrance and forcing slowly into your ass "You have such a tight ass sweetheart, its so good."

He started to move slowly putting everything in and then taking it out leaving just the head and repeating, playing with you until you started moving your hips against him begging him to fuck you properly. He got the message and started to thrust against you hard, the sound of skin against skin joining with the wet sound of your mouth sucking Supreme's cock which was now completely hard and ready for you again. You took his cock out of your mouth and looked at him, his blue eyes were fixed on the sex scene in front of him, you moaned loudly pulling him to your lips "Do you like what you see?" He nodded, "Surprisingly yes, honey. I want to join you. You're mine too." You nodded "I am, Stephen. All yours."

Stephen increased the rhythm of the thrusts, the bed creaked and he moaned loudly without any shame, totally lost in his own pleasure until he reluctantly stopped "Want to join us Supreme? Pick her up." Supreme stood up promptly pulling you onto his lap, your legs wrapped around his waist and your arms wrapped around his neck, you looked so small compared to Stephen's size. He held you easily with one arm and used his other hand to direct his cock inside your cunt.

He wrapped his arms under your thighs, balancing your weight and holding you steady. Stephen came right behind you, one arm tight around your waist, with the other hand he directed his cock back to your ass and gravity did the rest. You moaned loudly while bouncing on the two Stephens cocks, you doubted you ever felt more sexually fulfilled than that night being fucked by three versions of the man you loved.

It didn’t take long though

"Fuck guys you two feel so good inside me, I won't last its just too good."

Stephen buried his face in the crook of your neck, his breath and moans indicating that he was also close, the two of them were. As much as Supreme didn't want to let it show, he was getting tired, his face red, his forehead bathed in sweat. You bounced in their cocks faster and greedily determined to make them come with you "Please Stephen, I want you to cum inside me. Both of you”

Stephen groaned nibbling your ear. Supreme buried his face on your breasts, their moans mixing and turning into groans and grunts.

"Fuck Stephen I cuming" Your entire body trembled and convulsed in their laps surrendering to their pleasure and it was enough to drag Stephen and Supreme along with you, both cuming inside you and showering you with praises saying what a good girl you were and how well you had taken their cocks and how proud they were of you.

Stephen kissed your shoulder sweetly and stepped away getting rid of the condom. Supreme lowered you slowly to the floor, but your legs gave out and he picked you up in his lap and gently placed you on the bed. He touched your face sweetly, hands trembling and rough contrasting to the softness your skin. "Happy birthday" You grimaced touching his face but relented "That was the best birthday surprise of my life."

You didn't notice the movement in the room. Stephen had prepared a hot bath for you, after all there was no way you could sleep with your body covered in sweat and the fluids of three Stephens. Defender approached you, he was dressed in his sweatpants and he was hard. You went to grab him but he took your hand and brought it to his lips kissing it gently "It's okay baby, you had enough for one night. Let me take care of you."

You nodded and although you couldn't see the state of your neck and shoulders covered in bite marks and hickeys you could feel your skin sensitive and sore.

He used magic to get rid of all the bruises, his white magic felt warm and cozy "Much better now, don't you think?" You nodded.

Stephen came back from the bathroom dressed in his pajama bottoms "Bath is ready, Defender" Defender picked you up and carried you to the bathroom as he did before except now you felt exhausted but completely satisfied. Supreme took care of getting the dirty sheets out of the way and putting clean sheets on the bed and Defender took care of you so lovingly you'd swear you could melt at his touch.

After the bath you put on comfy pajamas and was combing your hair when your stomach rumbled embarrassingly.

Stephen hugged your from behind chuckling "I'll order pizza, what do you think?"

You nodded smiling and turning to kiss his lips and before they could go down and everything could go back to normal you reached to Supreme's and Defender’s hand "Thank you for loving me" Supreme smiled openly "No honey, thank you for loving us" Defender kissed the back of your hand sweetly "And happy birthday, baby"

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vesper-roux · 2 months

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WIP INTRO--ANTHEM: INTERLUDE

"You know, we make a pretty good team. Shame one of us is about to die, huh?"

🎶SVRCINA -Who Are You?

Status | Planning / Writing 1st draft (I have a lot of pantser tendencies)

Genre | Sci-Fi / Fantasy, Thriller

Form | Novella, likely to become a novel

Age Grade | New Adult (for language and violence) Characters begin the book as 13 and ~15-17, end as 19 and ~21-23

POV | 3rd Person--slight omniscient?

Setting | Ceador Empire--Vōā and Vērrå Provinces, Cave Cities

Themes | Religion, devotion and loyalty, class struggle, recognition through other, Man vs. Self, Man vs. Man, enemies to allies/friends, anti-heroes

Warnings | Death, body horror, general horror, rabies similarities, climate trauma, human trafficking, physical / emotional / psychological abuse, suicidal ideation

Synopsis | After robbing Lunar Bay Resort, home to one of the most powerful people in the empire, but being seen by a strange kid free to roam the private housing wing, a young rogue from the underground must engage in an elusive game as his witness takes the offense more personally than originally suspected. Their rivalry reveals to them a deeper, grim grasp on their places in society, their own buried fears, how they can understand each other, and hurt and help one another. This intermission in the Anthem series tells the story of an integral bond that forms before the main story's events.

Main Characters |

Galen (he/him) | An overzealous member of a young gang in the Cave Cities, Galen is set on proving himself a trusted and invaluable subordinate to his boss. He is both resentful and overprotective of the only home he has--but not the only home he's ever known.

Willow (ve/they/he) | Training as a monk in the prestigious Yorough Temple thanks to vis pseudo-charge and warrior king of Vōā, Klaus Reitvelt, Will seeks to restore what little of vis pride remains and save vis life. Though none know of this injury to vis ego and why ve perceives this as a threat to vis life.

If you like__, you may like "Interlude"!

Annihilation by Jeff Vandermeer for the weird plants and animals (the existentialism and metamorphic nature is for the rest of the series)

Heroes, X-Men, or My Hero Academia for "super"powers--everyone has the potential, but not everyone awakens them

NieR: Automata for its existentialism and a lot of other inspiration I took from it

A:TLA for the cat-and-mouse between Aang and Zuko

The dynamic between Leon S. Kennedy and Ada Wong in the Resident Evil 2 & 4 remakes

The complex (albeit non-familial in this context) relationship between Silco and Jinx in Arcane

LotR for its close friendships between men (not in a "what about the purity of brotherhood??!! 😱" kind of way; I am a queer writer who will always write queer stories)

Underground civilizations, figuratively through crime and literally in a mountain

An animistic religion slightly inspired by Shintoism, feudalistic society slightly based on Edo Period Japan

Fantasy languages inspired by Icelandic phonetics

The painting in the moodboard is The Fall by Alan Stephens Foster

#vesper posts #series: anthem #book: interlude #wip intro #tw blood #writeblr #sci fi #fantasy #thriller #action #writers of tumblr #authors of tumblr #vesper's writing

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geeky-politics-46 · 2 years

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A Strange By Any Other Name

Pairing: Sinister Stephen Strange x Reader, Donna Strange, unborn Baby Strange

Summary: Your pregnancy is starting to wear on you, but you better come up with a baby name before your daughter does.

Warnings: Minor angst w/ a happy ending. General pregnancy frustration. Swearing? Overprotective but very sweet Stephen.

Fun fact, apparently I wanted to name my brother Pongo before he was born. 28 yrs later he stoll doesn't think that's funny. Decided to throw in a smut free story into the series occasionally for all readers.

The little dark haired girl with big blue eyes bounced behind you wearing a purple sparkly princess dress as you walked the halls of the Sanctum Sanctorum. Well, walk was a generous term for what you were doing. At this point it was more like waddling. You didn't remember being this big with your daughter. Especially when you still had about a couple months left to go in your pregnancy.

"Okay, what about… Pongo?"

"No."

"Olaf?"

"No."

"Ooo, what about Stitch?!"

"Donna Victoria Strange, we are not naming your baby brother after a Disney character... I will consider Stitch as a nickname though if he's a little troublemaker like you. Your father does behave like Stitch sometimes too though."

At that very moment Stephen stepped around a corner a few feet in front of you causing you to come to as abrupt a halt as you could manage. A mischievous smirk on his face as he held out his hands for you to balance. Winking over your shoulder to his little mini-me who smiled a big happy grin missing several teeth.

The two of them were starting to drive you nuts. They had made a little deal with each other a few weeks ago. Once you started having more trouble moving around with the size of your pregnant belly. One of them constantly had to keep an eye on you. It was Stephen's idea of course. He had done the same thing during your first pregnancy. This time around he just had your daughter to help him. Donna loved helping her daddy with anything and everything so she of course agreed with him.

It all came from a good place. Stephen was nothing if not a bit of a worrywart when it came to you and your children. He had been since day one. Your pregnancy only made him even more adamant he and Donna do everything for you. That your job was just to grow that little baby in your belly. Anything you wanted or needed, all you had to do was ask them for it.

"What was that darling? Where are the three of you off to? You know you could have sent Donna to get me. As big as you've gotten, which you know I love, you know that you can't walk as well. All the stairs make me nervous."

"Mom was going to get something to eat. I was trying to come up with baby names."

She lifted her head high and smiled. Proud that it sounded like she was being the responsible one planning for the baby. She wanted to help the two of you in any way you would let her. Whether it was trying to come up with baby names or decorate the nursery.

"Maybe the reason I can barely walk is because the two of you barely let me get myself back and forth from the bed to the bathroom to the couch."

He pressed his lips together and thought for a moment. He was trying to choose his words carefully. He didn't want to accidentally upset or anger you. He knew you were starting to get pregnancy cabin fever and your emotions were running high.

"I just want to keep the two of you safe. You are the love of my life, and our two little babies are our little miracles. I would never forgive myself if something happened to any of you. That's why when I'm busy Donna is tasked with helping with anything you two need, or coming to get me to help. We just want to take care of both of you."

Donna ran around from behind you to her father. He promptly picked her up and held her on one hip. She gave an authoritative nod, indicating that she was in firm agreement with Stephen. A total daddy's girl through and through, and Stephen loved every second of it. You were outnumbered. It was two against one… for now.

You rolled your eyes and turned right back around, starting to head back to your bedroom. Knowing you had been defeated. Both your husband and your daughter were even more stubborn than you were when they combined forces. It didn't stop you from muttering and complaining under your breath as you retreated though.

"Fine. You win. For now! This kid better be a mama's boy. I'm getting tired of being outnumbered all the time. Then we're gonna need a tie breaker, but at least it will be better. I'm gonna be so mad if you side with your father all the time too."

You could hear Stephen chuckling behind you as you went back to your shared bedroom. At least if the two of them were occupied together making you something to eat you could squeeze in a nap. God you missed sleeping on your stomach. Stephen made you love being pregnant, it was hard not to love it when he was as enamored with your pregnant form as he was, but you were really starting to miss not being the size of a hot air balloon. You missed not having to pee every ten minutes. You missed being able to stand up by yourself. Hell you even missed having sex in the missionary position.

It hadn't been very long after you plunked yourself back down on your side of the bed and wriggled until you were in a comfy position that Stephen came in carrying a tray. You couldn't help but notice your daughter wasn't trailing behind him like normal. She followed Stephen around like a shadow most of the time. That was the only thing you were really worried about when the new baby came. How would she do having to share her father's attention?

"Where's your assistant?"

You couldn’t help but tease him a little about it. As much as Donna adored her father, he was completely wrapped around her finger as well. One really good pout and she could get the universe’s greatest sorcerer to do whatever she wanted. You could only imagine he would be just as bad with your son.

"She went back to her room to work on coming up with more ideas for baby names. So you only have one servant for now.”

You gave a little snort and started surveying the assorted goodies on the tray. Mindlessly you started picking at some graham crackers. You still hadn't quite let go of the frustration of not getting to do much for yourself anymore. Somehow not doing anything was more tiring than having a day full of things to do. You knew you should be enjoying the rest while you could. Once the baby came you knew rest would be hard to come by. It was just getting so mind numbing though.

"I know you are getting restless sweetheart. I know I'm probably being too overprotective, but can you really blame me? For so long I was here alone with nothing. I think it would actually kill me if something were ever to happen to you. You've totally and completely ruined me, and I love you so much for it."

"Yeah yeah, I love you too, you big dope. I’m just getting really tired of doing nothing all day, and I can only nap for so many hours everyday. I'm not a house cat. We really should try to pick a name soon though. Otherwise he's gonna end up named after a cartoon frog or something."

Stephen laughed but shook his head in complete agreement. Donna had the best of intentions, but yeah every name she suggested was a cartoon or movie character. He had already gotten to the point where frankly Nemo didn’t sound too bad compared to some of the others. If you didn’t figure out a name soon she would end up wearing both of you down.

"I defer to you my dear. You are the one doing all the hard work after all. Plus I would never have picked the name Donna, but you couldn't have made a better choice for her."

You sat and looked at the tray. Picking at grapes and cheese, but clearly thinking. He knew you had a couple ideas you had been holding back, waiting for when it seemed right to suggest them. Stephen let himself start picking at the snacks too. Trying to appear casual even though he was very curious to hear your thoughts.

"Well, what about Stephen Jr.? I wouldn't mind having another Stephen Vincent Strange running around. Even if the original drives me nuts now and then. He’s kinda grown on me."

You eyed him from the side and smirked, knowing he had that cute look on his face that he always got when you got the better of him. Like you had just told him the world's greatest secret or the solution to a riddle that had him stumped.

Once again you had managed to surprise him. He had expected you to suggest Vincent, his middle name. Especially since you constantly teased him about how you loved that he kinda looked like Vincent Price, which is who his mom picked it after. He had not expected you to suggest Stephen. After all this time you still found ways to leave him speechless and if it was possible it made him love you even more.

After a couple minutes of sitting there dumbstruck he finally found the words to answer. Even though he was sure he would never find the words to verbalize how he truly felt. It might be confusing with two Stephen’s and he wasn’t sure how he felt about calling him Junior, but he would figure out something. If that was the name you wanted, then that was the name you would use.

“I definitely don’t think I would have suggested it, but I like it. If you really think you can put up with two of me then I won’t stand in the way. Although you can’t complain if the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Even though I hope the apple takes more after you.”

He leaned across the bed and kissed your lips softly, then your forehead. He pulled you to lean against him. Your back against his chest with both of you reclining comfortably together. You took his hand and placed it on your belly, leaving yours resting on top of his. Looking down at your bump you began talking to your son.

"You hear that Stephen? That's gonna be your name. Just like your daddy. You are gonna Stephen Vincent Strange Jr."

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lokidokieokie · 2 years

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Tony Was Wrong.

Ahhh my first request!

Request: I really like this make more pls maybe where Tony’s sister comes back after years and meets dr. strange and they warm up to each other and later confess

Pairing: Stark!Reader x Dr. Stephen Strange

Warning: Slight use of language (nothing to bad really)

If there was one thing you absolutely hated about working for SHIELD, it was the fact that they loved to put you on undercover op missions.

This time you were tasked to go in, capture the bad guy, and get out. Simple really. “It will be quick,” they said; “In and out mission; a week tops,” they said...well, they were wrong. That conversation with Patchy took place two years ago.

Yep, that’s right...two years ago. “It will be quick,” my ass. Patchy will get a stern talking to about this.

At least you were done now. You did what every superhero does: caught the bad guy (who happened to be an old, bald Hydra dude) and saved the day. Woohoo! Time to go home to your annoying brother and the band of misfits.

After a stern talking to with Patchy over what his idea of quick is, you finally made your way to the Tower.

Walking in through the doors like you own the place, you enter the elevator with one thing on your mind. Making an entrance. It had been two years after all.

The elevator doors opened, and with a flick of your hair you spoke, “I’m back sweeties, and, I’m taking autographs.”

Entrance was a success. But before you knew it, you were tackled to the ground, your back now on the floor.

“You backstabbing, two-faced bitch!” That was not the welcome home you were expecting.

Tony hugged you (much to the surprise of everyone) and whined, “You didn’t tell me you were coming home! I missed your annoying ass!”

You giggled, “Have you heard of something called a surprise?” He groaned.

“And I missed you too, you big dork.”

You both stood up and turned back to face the group. You pointed to the spot in front of you, “The line for autographs starts here.”

Everyone came running over, your quip about autographs seemingly forgotten. You don’t think you’ve ever received that many hugs in your life.

After squeezing the life out of you, you relocated to the very comfortable couches in the common room, and began to retell your very boring mission in an extremely dramatised way; much to the amusement of everyone.

“So, I know that this is a stupid question because I wasn’t here, but did anything exciting happen while I was gone?”

Everyone just shrugged. “We found this magician guy over on Bleecker St. Goes by Strange. He’s nothing special, not worth your time.”

Big brother mode activated. You’d forgotten how overprotective he was. No one was good enough for you according to Tony.

You frowned then grumbled, “You’ll never find someone worth my time.”

Tony just sighed, exhausted over starting this conversation again. You wiggled your way over to Natasha and put your head on her shoulder.

She just pushed her fingers through your hair and whispered, “You’ll find someone one day, Y/n.”

You sighed and began day-dreaming about one day. If only you knew how close one day would be.

You had been back at the tower for a while at this point, and nothing exciting had happened...at all. No missions, no pranks, Clint and Tony hadn’t been idiots.

It was safe to say that you were extremely bored.

So you can only imagine your reaction when gold sparks just randomly popped up in the common area.

You quickly jumped up onto the coffee table and drew your gun, pointing it at the weird sparkles. “What is that?”

Tony just yawned, “It’s the magic man.”

“It’s Master of the Mystic Arts, douchebag.”

That was a new voice. It was deep, sultry, delicious...sexy. That voice could make you do things; very, very bad things.

“To what do we owe the pleasure, oh mighty one?” The man just rolled his eyes.

“The Sanctum was destroyed during a battle, and someone needs to stay in New York while it’s being fixed, hence why I’m here.”

Tony began walking out of the room, “Yeah, yeah, take whatever room you want.”

You rolled your eyes and huffed, “I apologise for my brother.”

The man jumped. “I did not know you were there.” You just laughed.

“The pros of being an undercover SHIELD agent.”

He smiled, “I’m assuming you’re the reasonable Stark sibling, then?”

You nodded your head, “Y/n Stark, the better Stark sibling, at your service.”

He laughed. A nice, smooth baritone laugh. Sweet baby Jesus that laugh sounded like angels singing at the gates of heaven. You’d be avidly trying to get him to laugh during his stay at the Tower, that’s for sure.

You were brought out of your thoughts by a yellow glove and his baritone voice. “I’m Stephen Strange.”

You shook his hand. This was going to be an interesting few weeks.

Over the next few days, you kept running into Stephen around the Tower, and acting like a blubbering mess.

Like, there was this one time...

It was just your typical day at the Tower. Everyone was doing their own thing, and you were lounging on the couch, watching your favourite TV show, Sherlock.

If that man was real, you’d be all over him. Those sharp cheekbones that could probably cut through glass, his curly hair that seemed so fun to run your hands through-

“Am I seeing things or does that look like Strange?” Of course Tony would interrupt your ‘me’ time.

“I don’t see it.” You grumbled. All you wanted was to watch your favourite show in peace, without the commentary from your brother.

“Yo guys, come here for a minute!” And ‘me’ time over, thanks Tony.

Everyone was now seated on the couches around you, much to your disdain, and avidly staring at the screen. “Now does that look like the Bleecker Street magician or not?”

A round of “yes” and “that’s creepy” were heard. You groaned, “It doesn’t look like him!”

“Why doesn’t it?”

“For starters, Sherlock has curly hair, whereas Stephen has those two adorable grey streaks on either side-”

“So Strange’s streaks are adorable, huh?” Nat interrupted.

You blushed, “I didn’t mean to say that.”

“Well, that’s a first.” You had never spun that fast in your life.

“H-hi Stephen,” you squeaked. All he did was laugh.

Then, there was that time the cloak pushed you together.

It was late, probably around 1am, and you were trying to navigate your way around the Tower in the dark. What? You were considerate to those who were asleep.

Somehow you managed to stumble into the common area and walk straight into someone. However, just as you were about to hit the ground, someone (more like something) caught you, and pulled you back up.

“Thank you-” You stopped. You didn’t expect to see the face of the Sorcerer Supreme so up-close...and God help you he looked even more delicious in the moonlight.

“I really didn’t do anything, it was all the cloak.” You chuckled.

“Well then, thank you, Cloaky.” It seemed to preen under the praise and pulled you closer to Stephen.

“Umm...” Of course this would be the time you became awkward. Why wouldn’t you lose comprehension of the world around you when you’re squished next to the sexiest man alive?

A blush made it up your cheeks as you felt Stephen’s hot breath on your face. “I’m sorry, Y/n. He’s not normally like this.”

You smiled sheepishly, “T-that’s alright. No harm done.”

No matter how hard you both tried (even though you were slightly reluctant to do so), the cloak refused to budge.

“Looks like we’re stuck like this.” Your breath hitched.

“To the couch?” He suggested.

With a slight nod of your head, you both made your way (quite slowly) to the couch, and talked until you both fell asleep.

It was safe to say that the team found you wrapped in Stephen’s arms the next morning snuggled up together, with the cloak nowhere to be seen.

It was as if the universe was amused by you being a blubbering mess around him, and kept pushing you together because of it.

But you didn’t mind it really, it brought the two of you closer together...and it was safe to say that you now have a crush on the ex-neurosurgeon.

Not that you’d ever tell him that, of course. You’ve only known him for a few days. So all you could do was enjoy it while it lasts...

Alas, Stephen’s time at the Tower was now coming to an end. The Sanctum had miraculously been fixed and he had to return to his duties, much to your chagrin, of course.

Opening a portal, he turned to the group of badass Avengers.

“Stark, thank you for letting me stay here.”

Stark nodded his head, “It was no problem.”

He turned to you and winked, “I’ll see you around.” And with that, he stepped through the portal, closing it behind him.

You were really going to miss him and his dreamy eyes.

Just as you were about to leave, you felt something appear in your hand.

Friday night, 7pm, Eleven Madison Park. I’ll be the one with the adorable grey streaks. ~ S.S

You smiled. Maybe someone was worth your time after-all.

Tony was just going to have to get used to the fact that he was wrong.

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doctorofmagic · 1 year

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Respect Clea Strange!

A post about her role in the consolidation of female characters in the Marvel Universe, feminism and sorority. By a tired fan.

It truly bothers me the way Clea has been treated by both fans & writers for literal 60 years, especially due to the lack of respect and importance people give her when she's been around since 1964.

She even betrayed Dormammu to aid Stephen in an age women barely had a voice, showing that she was never created to be a aubmissive female character. She was fierce and not afraid of doing what she judged was right.

And she didn't disappear after that. She spent two more entire decades at Stephen's side. Sure, often portrayed as the damsel in distress, but it was not exclusive of Strange stories. Most women were. The last issues of DSv2, however, were a rupture to her fragile side.

Sorcerer Supreme was the peak of her empowerment. Those issues depicted a rupture of sexist concepts by putting her to save Stephen many times and to question his overprotective behavior.

And, on top of that, even when Dormammu got the crown back (bc nothing really evolves in comics apparently), she was the leader of the rebel army against his tyranny.

I'm sick to my stomach of seeing people belittling Clea's role in the consolidation of female superheroes throughout the decades. Sure she isn't nearly as popular as Sue, Ororo, Jean or Wanda, but she was RIGHT THERE since 1964. And to be fair, Doctor Strange books were never the most popular ones to begin with. How was Clea supposed to be such an icon and symbol of empowerment when she lacked the visibility? She was competing with women in the Avengers, X-Men and Fantastic Four. It was pretty much obvious she would never get the same spotlight.

Besides, reducing her to a "bad bitch" and putting female characters against one another over a ship just shows how the fandom lacks the knowledge and sorority to understand her role in the social context and evolution of comic books, especially when it comes to gender equity and rights. She's one of the og powerful women of Marvel. She's not a mere sorceress. She's a queen, a warrior, leader of the rebel army, a survivor of parental abuse and trauma, the Sorcerer Supreme of the Dark Dimension and now Earth's as well.

In short? If you don't have anything good to say about Clea, then keep your mouth shut. Also...

RESPECT HER HISTORY AND LEGACY

#clea strange #doctor strange #stephen strange #marvel comics

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dino-fart · 2 years

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Stephen Strange x reader

Reader faints, overprotective Stephen, angsty and fluff - maybe reader laughing at Strange’s behaviour?

I legit thought you wrote 'reader farted' XD

"Sweetheart?' Stephen called out when he walked through the doors of the Sanctum. He held a bag of sandwiches and treats for the two of you. He heard no response and walked up the stairs into the bedroom you shared with him. He was taken aback when he saw you lose consciousness and about to fall. He threw his cloak toward you to cradle you before you hit the ground.

He dropped the bag and ran to you, carrying you and resting you on the bed. He checked your vitals and sighed in relief that you were still breathing. He opened a bottle of peppermint essential oil that you had and waved it under your nose. After several attempts, your eyes shot up and you gasped. He set the bottle aside and held the back of your head. "Easy, easy...Deep breaths." He said softly and you followed his instructions.

"W-What happened?" You looked at him.

"You fainted darling, scared the shit out of me." He sighed.

You gently cupped his cheek and smiled weakly. "I'm sorry Stephen."

"No, no it's okay, I'm glad you're okay. Do you know why you fainted?" He asked and brushing your hair back and moving your head to lay on the pillow.

"I...I was on the phone with my family...Some horrible things were said and I hung up and I guess had a panic attack and fainted. I'm sorry it's...Embarrassing." You said looking away from him, ashamed that you let such a thing affect you.

Stephen gently touched your cheek and turned your face to meet his gaze. He pressed his lips against yours like a prince would his princess. The kiss was slow and tender, he poured all his love into the kiss and you felt it. He pulled back and stroked your cheek. "Don't ever say that it's embarrassing. It's okay my angel. I'm here for you always. Next time you call, if you want, I can be there too." Stephen peppered slow kisses on your face.

Tears of joy fell down your cheeks and you smiled brightly at his words. "T-Thank you, Stephen."

"Don't thank me. It's what someone does when they're in love." Stephen rested his forehead against yours.

You closed your eyes, in complete bliss.

Tagging: @strangelockd

#doctor strange #stephen strange #stephen strange x reader #doctor strange x reader #requests

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ambermation · 2 years

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Yandere!Strange Supreme x Powerful Sorcerer S/O Headcanons!

Hey! Could I request a yandere!strange supreme with a powerful sorcerer s/o?

Requested by: artistwithawizard

Of course! Sorry it took so long. I was writing the oneshot before realizing that you might've wanted them to already be in a relationship so I decided to make a separate post about headcanons of them being together! Hope you like it!

This man? This guy, right here? 100% whipped for you. You could ask him to lick the floor you walk on and he'd do it. 😌

When he first met you it was to absorb some of your power, but he found himself unable to do it. The energy you radiated was something so comfortingly familiar, yet so foreign it made him hesitate. Soon enough Christine was no more than a memory.

He loves seeing all the spells you create, cast, and/or practice. it's a chance for him to learn something new while admiring his darling, why wouldn't he love it?

if you know a completely different/unknown kind of magic he'll definitely would love for you to teach him it. Stephen's learned long ago that it's best to just submit to the current and flow with it. Plus more knowledge is power. Though in this case it's quite literal too.

He does whatever he can to impress you with his magic, though he knows that you can do it as well. He just loves doing simple little tricks to make you happy. Whenever you really love some trick his whole face lights up like a kid on christmas morning 🥺

Down to try whatever tricks you wanna do, including whatever they entail. This includes traveling to another universe, committing arson (or some other crime), and even something as simple as traveling to another country in your guys' universe.

Helps you with practicing spells you aren't the best at, no matter if he's good at that spell or not. (He's only okay with messing up around you.) And if you mess up while practicing then he'll encourage you to keep trying.

He's fully aware that you are capable of taking care of yourself with or without magic, but he still feels overprotective (and possessive) of you. Tries to keep you in his sight at all times.

#yandere!strange supreme #strange supreme #gender neutral s/o #marvel #mcu #x reader #yandere!strange supreme x reader #x reader headcanons #doctor strange x reader #yandere!doctor strange #marvel doctor strange #stephen strange

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Love is the Flower You've Got to Let Grow [PHOTO EDIT]

This is basically a what-if Stephen and Tony knew each other since they were kids, but they kinda drifted apart cuz shit happened.

Prompts: Treehouse, Fireworks, Streetlights

The quotes used in the edit are by Loretta Young and John Galsworthy.

AO3

A little headcanon/au idea below:

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This idea is still within the MCU verse but not Endgame compliant. All the stuff in the movies still happened, but the beginning is different. Maria went on a trip with Tony and the Jarvises while Howard was busy doing SI stuff. Maria just wanted Tony to have fun and isn’t constantly grilled about what he knows by Howard.

Let’s somehow make Beverly, Stephen’s mom, be friends with Maria, so they want Stephen and Tony to meet. Howard has a winter home in the Rockies or whatever, so Maria invited the Stranges to the winter home. Tony and Stephen immediately click, having so much fun because Tony isn’t punished for doing childish things for the first time ever. Stephen has someone to play with who isn’t his sister; Donna is still a baby.

Tony and Stephen play in the treehouse, where it’s warm inside; Jarvis and Ana are in the little sunroom next to the treehouse to keep an eye on them. Tony and Stephen have so much fun playing make-believe. Like the whole week, Stephen and Tony can be found playing in the snow and the treehouse.

A time skip to like the high school times, and Tony got early admission to college, so (some mathing is happening) Stephen as a senior who just graduated, Tony in his third year of college. Tony and Stephen kind of drifted apart between the time skip. Let’s just imagine Obadiah convincing Howard to change his mind when Maria wants to relax at their winter home and take Tony with her to have fun in the snow away from the grilling from Howard. It’s summer, and Stephen just graduated and he’s on a summer trip with his parents, but they’re letting him explore by himself. They’re in New York, and Stephen is wandering around Central Park when he sees a familiar face. Tony recognizes him too but is hesitant because what if it isn’t Stephen? Anyways, Rhodey pushes Tony into calling out for Stephen because he can tell that Tony might have feelings for him. Rhodey walks a few paces away from the two because that’s his brother with someone he doesn’t know, even though Tony knows him. Rhodey is a little overprotective because he’s witnessed many people just using Tony to get some kind of 15 minutes of fame or money. Stephen and Tony end up watching the fireworks that go off at night. That’s also the same night that Rhodey knows the two are meant to be, but the timing isn’t fitting, like it’s not time for them to be a couple yet.

Another time skip, and again isn’t time yet for Tony and Stephen to be a couple, and they know it. It’s been a few years since the last time they met. Stephen has graduated pre-med and is now in med school. Tony has graduated and is taking the reins of Stark Industries a few years after the death of his parents. The two just happened to see each other as they walked the sidewalks in downtown new york. They also end up spending a few hours together. It’s nighttime and theyre at central park and under a lamp, they kiss. They know that they love each other, but it isn’t time yet. They kiss as a promise to find each other in the future.

Bonus Time Skip:

Many times skip later, and it’s post Endgame, and Tony is still alive. During Infinity War, when Pepper and Tony were at Central Park, they were just sharing their wedding dreams. Pepper thinking about her future wedding plans for her, Happy and May, and Tony thinking about Stephen and what their wedding might look like. Again, Peter Quill and Rocket remembered how the Guardians dealt with the Power Stone and got everyone to hold hands with Tony, so the energy from the Infinity Stones isn’t all following into Tony. Tony wakes up in a hospital bed and Stephen is asleep in a chair next to his bed. Stephen wakes up when Tony places his hand on top of Stephen’s head. Stephen abruptly stands and passionately kisses Tony right on the lips. After they kiss, Tony all of a sudden proposes on the spot. Stephen says yes. Tony convinces Stephen to get on the hospital bed so they can cuddle. Rhodey who also happens to be in the room is like “Oof this is deja vu with the rooftop scene all over again.”

#ironfeyworks #ironstrange #fanwork #doctor strange #stephen strange #iron man #tony stark #magitech #strangeiron #marvel cinematic universe #iron's AUs

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space-mermaid-writing · 1 year

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The black cat with blue eyes [Part 3]

Summary: One day Peter drags a cat into the tower he found in the dumpsters and Tony finds himself adopting it, because – honestly – he can not say no to Peter. It turns out the cat has really strange opinions on food, belly scratches and movies. What else? Oh yes, Doctor Strange is missing. But those two events are clearly not related. Clearly…

Relationship: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange

Tags:Temporary Cat!Stephen, supreme family, fuff, cats are weird and we love it, Lokitty makes an appearance

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Author’s note: I couldn't resist =^._.^=

More of the strange cat

Stephen was doing okay. He supported Wong where he could, just as Wong had helped him when Stephen had been Sorcerer Supreme. They were a team. And Stephen was still a powerful sorcerer.

The Sanctum Sanctorum still preferred its new master, which, sure, kinda hurt, but was also a good excuse to crash at Tony’s place more often than not. The engineer was fine with that.

They took their still fresh relationship slow but Tony enjoyed the presence of the sorcerer.

Stephen was doing okay, but still had sometimes weird flashes of the other futures. There were good days and bad days. And after a string of especially bad days or when Stephen just didn’t feel like dealing with it, he shifted into a cat.

He had the spell down by now and even managed to include his clothes when he shifted back (which is a bummer, Tony thinks. He certainly didn’t mind the view.)

Ever since Wong had brought the Cloak of Levitation into the tower, the cloak had become clingy. As if the sentient piece of fabric blamed itself for Stephen's disappearance, because it had not been in the same room but somewhere else in the sanctum, when the sorcerer ran away. And now it did not let him out of its sight anymore (figuratively – it didn’t have eyes). It followed him like a lost puppy or an overprotective guardian.

Stephen didn’t mind but Tony drew the line when the cloak tried to join them in the shower one time. He was all for a loyal companion – having one of his own in Friday – but no one wanted a wet piece of fabric dropping all over the floor. No thanks.

The Cloak of Levitation pouted for half an hour and secretly switched every pair of their socks over the next weeks. They had no proof, but they were sure with how deliberately the cloak wasn’t looking at them whenever they left the bedroom with two different colored socks.

None of them even owned yellow socks and they didn’t know where the cloak got them from. There were only so many other sorcerers living in the New York Sanctum.

Tony wondered which sock size Wong had. But he wouldn’t ever dare to ask him.

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Ever since the Avenger were founded during the attack of New York, they were present at the tower. Later they resided mainly in the compound just outside the city, but there was still a whole floor reserved for them if they happened to stop by. (Tony kept the Avenger’s floor mostly for publicity and because he didn’t want them in his private penthouse.)

The Avenger’s floor came with its own lab, the one Tony and Bruce used for their science bro projects. So naturally, when Bruce was around, Tony spent a lot of his time downstairs with him talking science. Those days (and nights) sometimes a black cat can be seen. When it grew bored of the men talking and left the lab in order to find something more interesting.

It entered the common living room, where Nat and Clint were sitting on the couch, both on their phones. The cat approached them, not bothering with being quiet. Natasha was wearing earphones and Clint was bad at hearing anyway.

The cat jumped on the backrest and looked over the archer's shoulder. He was watching a movie with subtitles. Boring. The cat walked over to the side rest.

Clint noticed the movement and turned his head, surprised to see a feline. He paused the movie and nudged Nat. She looked questioningly at him and he gestured to the cat, who put a paw on Clint's leg, as if to ask if he could sit on his lap. It was a polite pet.

Clint signs and spoke at the same time, slightly off-tone, “Sorry, I’m more of a dog person.”

The cat didn’t seem to care and climbed on his lap anyway. Clint tensed, not fond of having claws in his legs. But the feline tucked his paws under his body and became a perfectly shaped loaf.

Nat chuckled amused. She raised her index finger and made a small bird-like noise. The cat looked at her, interested. She didn’t make eye contact as she extended her finger to the animal, to sniff at it. The former spy knew exactly how to deal with a cat – if it were a regular cat. Stephen still allowed her to pet his head, his eyes halfway closed.

Clint signed to Natasha, ‘Can’t you take it?’

‘It looks perfectly fine where it is right now.’

Clint rolled his eyes. ‘Well, I don’t want it.’

‘You have been chosen. Can’t stand up until the cat moves off you. Sorry, I don’t make the rules.’

Clint huffed, annoyed, and turned back to his phone. The cat seemed to fall asleep soon and Clint started to relax – still no friend of felines – until half an hour later suddenly its ears perked up. Tony entered the room with take out bags in his hand and headed for the kitchen.

Clint turned on his hearing aid. “Hey Stark, since when do you have a cat?”

Tony stopped and watched the cat sitting up, amused about the assumption. “That’s Stephen,” he said, making sure that the archer could read his lips simultaneously.

Clint frowned. “You named the cat after the wizard? That’s weird.”

“No, it’s Strange.”

The archer raised his eyebrows. He was a dad and appreciated a good pun, but still. At least the cat finally jumped off him to rush to Tony and eyed the bags.

“Meow?”

“Yes, I got you something, too.”

Happily, Stephen followed him to the kitchen, where he collected plates and silverware and then went back to the lab. Stephen jumped onto a table where Tony was unpacking the food and put it on the plates. One of them he pushed in front of the cat, the other he carried to Bruce.

“Mrew!”

“Right, right. How could I forget?” Tony came back and kissed him between his ears. “Pardon me, your fluffiness.”

The cat rolled his eyes but was pleased. Only after the kiss did he started eating.

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Tony learned from the first day Peter dragged the feline into his tower that cats have a weird way of starring. Sometimes they stared at people, sometimes they just stared into nothingness.

Tony watched the cat watching the wall. The feline has been sitting there for hours.

Normally when Stephen was in his cat form he sought the company of people, but today he didn't even acknowledge Tony whenever he entered the room.

The engineer left him alone, gave him space. But at some point it did seem strange to him, since it was time to go to bed and Stephen still had made no move whatsoever. Maybe he was sulking about something. Tony was not aware why, but that didn’t mean he didn’t do anything to provoke this kind of behavior.

“Hey, what are you looking at? Doesn’t get the wall boring?”

Stephen turned his head to him – but oh, there was a third eye open on his forehead and all three of his eyes glowed faintly blue in the shadows of the arriving night. The gaze of the feline pierced Tony’s bones, gave him goosebumps, especially since Stephen didn't move any further.

“Never mind…” Tony said, slowly backing away. He didn’t want to know what the cat was watching anymore.

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Whenever the Avengers were around they learned quickly that the black cat had very specific opinions about who was allowed to pet him. And who isn’t. He seemed to prefer those who largely left him alone: Clint, Natasha, Rhodey and Pepper. (All for different reasons. Clint still preferred dogs and was wary about cats. Nat respected the cat's space. Rhodey and Pepper knew who the cat really was at this point and treated him accordingly.)

Most of the other people the cat just ignored.

One time Scott and his daughter were over and the man got very excited when the cat seemed to be interested in that coin Scott continued to make appear and disappear several times. Stephen was mostly amused when the man claimed it to be magic.

Steve was the last one to meet the cat he heard so much about. He did not visit the tower often, but stayed mostly in the compound. After everything that had happened in Berlin and Siberia, he and Tony had talked things out and put the matter behind them, but they didn’t exactly go back to their earlier friendship.

Tony might be fine with his presence in the tower and had no hard feelings against the Captain, but Stephen disagreed with his lover ever since he had learned what had happened between them. Especially since he knew the wide scar on Tony's chest all too well, and had enough medical knowledge to know just how narrowly Tony had survived.

For Tony's sake, Stephen usually avoided Steve – both as a cat and a human – but today he hadn't been paying attention and so Rogers found him on the kitchen counter.

"Oh, hey kitty." Steve reached out to pet the animal, but it gracefully evaded him as if being liquid. "I won't hurt you," the man assured him, for some animals were just shy.

"Don't forget the beer," Sam called from the next room. "And I think there's still some salsa in the fridge from yesterday."

Rogers looked up briefly toward where movie night was planned next door. "Okay!" He turned his head back to the counter – the cat was gone.

He found him leaving the room. The feline glanced briefly over his shoulder as if checking to see if Rogers was following him. Their eyes met and the cat quickened his steps.

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A portal opened in New Asgard. Tony stepped through, a black cat on his shoulders, and the two were met by Thor and Loki.

The meeting had been planned for quite a time. Tony had helped them from the beginning to build a new place for the homeless Asgardians. Mostly in paperwork and smoothing politicians. It hadn't been easy for everyone involved although the government of Norway had been very accommodating. It was an exceptional situation.

Today they wanted to discuss further steps now that the basic framework was in place. (And Thor promised some sightseeing.)

Stephen accompanied him for the magical aspects. The Asgardian brought a different kind of magic to Earth. And the planet could easily become a target for enemies of the Asgardians who tried to exploit their weakness and attack them. So naturally, Earth needed new wards and other mystic security measures.

Stephen had wanted to discuss this in person, but today of all days was straight up not a good day. It had been an even worse night before with a whole lot of nightmares and not enough actual sleep. Tony had found the black pile of fur in the morning curled up next to him. He had suggested postponing the meeting, but Stephen vehemently refused – if Tony understood the meowing correctly.

Since he was no longer Sorcerer Supreme nor Master of the Sanctum, Stephen had been stripped of most of his former duties. And the ones he still had, he wanted to do well.

That was why he stayed at Tony’s side, feeling only a little bit better after a breakfast and a kitty sized coffee.

“Manowar, Lokes, it’s been a while,” Tony greeted the princes.

They didn’t seem to have trouble recognizing the sorcerer and barely raised their eyebrows at his unusual appearance.

“Stark, Strange.”

“Meow.”

Stephen jumped from Tony’s shoulder to the ground and he and Loki walked off without another word. Magic people…

Thor gestured to the city hall. “Shall we?” he asked and Tony nodded.

“I hope you have some of those small pastry thingies from last time. They were great.”

“When I told Sieghilde about our meeting she made a batch just for you.”

Tony grinned broadly. “Perfect. I swear, she’s the best pastry chef in all realms I’ve ever been.”

“She will be pleased to hear that.”

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Asgardians were used to magic and a lot of weird stuff in general. So they didn’t bat an eye when they saw two black cats running around in their city, performing magic.

Those who survived Ragnarok, the attack of Thanos and the consequences of the snap had been around Loki enough to recognize the green of his magic. And to be honest – he had been worse than a cat even before Asgard had been destroyed. They had also learned to trust their younger prince.

The second cat seemed harmless enough so the residents didn’t mind them. Not even when the cats got in an argument and started hissing at each other.

Stephen puffed up his fluffy chest when Loki wouldn't listen to him. But Loki took the argument personally and the next moment a giant black panther roared at the smaller feline.

Stephen also shifted, but into something else. It was big, even taller than the panther. And there were tentacles. He unhinged his jaw and showed more rows of sharp teeth than there should be. It looked more like an eldritch horror than any known beast and his ungodly roar made even every single Asgardian nearby fall silent and look up for a moment.

The silence that followed was absolute, not even birdsong or the sound of the sea could be heard.

The argument was over.

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After Thor and Tony had discussed the official stuff, they sat together and chatted like the friends they were. New Asgard was doing well: a new generation of babies was born, some fully Asgardian, some half-blooded, for people had found love on Midgard. Of course that meant more paperwork but it also meant that life went on in a good way.

“… and that’s why I have this weirdly shaped scar on my shoulder.” Grinning, Thor pushed the sleeve of his shirt back down.

A black cat appeared next to Tony and jumped on his lap. He dug his finger into the for without hesitation, very much used to his feline companion at this point.

The cat closed his eyes and curled up, content.

“Huh. I always thought that you got that in an epic fantasy-like battle but I guess most accidents happen at home,” Tony admitted. “Or in this case in your mothers garden.”

“You do have to know that Asgardian ducks are very ferocious.”

“Oh great, are those Sieghilde’s baked goods?” Stephen asked, eyeing the pastries on the table, when he entered the room. He still felt battered but better than this morning and some things required an actual human mouth and a pair of thumbs.

Thor nodded. “They are.” Her bakery skills were widely known and he was quite proud of her.

Stephen’s eyes wandered to Tony, amused by the man’s flabbergasted face. Tony glanced down at his lap and the black cat looked up at him – with green eyes, full of mischief.

Before Tony could start yelling at Loki, the mage jumped on the table, grabbed one of the pastries with his small mouth and dashed out of the room.

Stephen sat down next to the engineer and took the last pastry. “I’m not sure if I should be jealous or offended that you thought Loki was me,” he said, mostly amused.

Tony kept his voice low, because Thor was still present, when he said, “I should put a collar on you. With a name tag.”

“I’d love to see you try.”

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Peter had a bad day. He tried not to show it (he took after Tony and Stephen in that respect), but a silent sulking teenager sitting on the ceiling was definitely a clue.

Stephen found him first and just needed to take one look at him, to know he had to do something. With the help of the cloak of levitation he flew up and hovered next to him. His legs crossed, he didn’t say anything, just waited for the teenager to come to him.

Peter only glanced briefly at him and then stared back ahead. His legs tucked close, arms wrapped around them and his head resting on his knees.

“Can you magic me into a cat too?” he asked in a quiet voice. “Just for a day. Or maybe into a dog. Dogs are cute too.”

“Why do you want that?”

Peter shrugged. “Seems easier that way.”

He was still just a teenager. A boy who had seen far too much for someone his age.

Stephen could do as asked, he had the ability, but it wasn’t a healthy coping mechanism. (But if he told Peter that he would be a hypocrite.)

Stephen was somewhat out of his debt. Tony was way better at these kinds of things, but he was stuck in a meeting and the sorcerer didn’t want to call him, even though he was sure Tony would come right away if he did.

“How about we order pizza and watch a movie together?” Stephen offered instead.

“I don’t feel like watching a movie.”

Well, at least he said yes to pizza.

“We can also play scrabble allowing only science words.”

That made Peter look up. “We would need more than eight letters.”

“I’ll allow ten. It has to remain a challenge.”

The boy thought about it for a moment before he nodded. “Okay.” He stood up and stretched his back, still standing on the ceiling, while Stephen conjured the board game with a flick of his hand. There was no need to return to the floor.

“Friday, can you order three large pizzas? Our regular,” he asked the A.I.

“Already done.”

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Tony became used to the sound of a portal opening randomly. The only unusual thing was that today he heard it in the bedroom – normally Stephen entered the tower through the living room or the lab.

Tony hadn’t heard from the sorcerer for several days, so he stepped out of the adjoining bathroom, where he was brushing his teeth.

“Hey,” he smiled but his face got serious when he noticed the sorcerer’s condition. “Are you okay?”

Stephen hummed in agreement. He was tired, his steps staggered, but still managed to magically change from his robes into a shirt and sweatpants. It also exposed the bruises on his arms. Tony put his toothbrush down to step to Stephen’s side.

“’m fine,” Stephen murmured groggily. “Just wanted to come home.”

Tony's face softened. Stephen’s home was still mainly the Sanctum and it was nice to hear that he considered the tower his home too. It warmed Tony’s heart.

Stephen allowed him to lead him to bed without argument and the engineer lay down with him. He had missed the man, who now snuggled into his arms.

“How was your mission thing?”

Stephen made an unhappy noise. Understandable if his battered appearance was any indication. He reached for Tony’s hand, his shaking fingers trailing along the lines of his skin. “Where’s your ring?” he asked tiredly. His gaze wandered to his own hand and he frowned because there was no piece of jewelry either.

It might seem random, like the words of someone half asleep but Tony understood what was happening. “Darling, your fourteen million are showing.”

That was what Stephen thought he would come home to: a husband.

Tony’s words sobered Stephen up immediately and he sat up with a jolt, his eyes wild. “I’m sorry, I… I thought…” He looked around, trying to remember if he was even allowed to be in Tony’s bedroom. His eyes wandered back to the engineer. “What are we in this reality?” His voice was hoarse as if he feared the answer.

And wow, it should be illegal to drop a heavy question like this so casually in the middle of the night. Nevertheless, Tony didn't hesitate to put his arms around him and pulled the sorcerer closer. “We’re okay. Just sleep. I got you.”

Reassured Stephen closed his eyes and was out cold soon after.

Tony's heart was pounding wildly in his chest. He hadn’t thought about it before but of course there were realities where Tony and Stephen were married. It was simple math.

Tony wasn’t sure if he was ready for marriage yet. He was barely doing relationships. He was a mess. His breath hitched. Nobody needed a mess in a relationship.

Stephen turned toward him in his sleep as if he was sensing Tony’s distress. Tony inhaled his scent: sandalwood, chai and something that was almost buzzing like a small motor in the background, that Stephen had explained as magic.

Maybe it was fine, Tony thought, finally closing his eyes. They were both a mess sometimes. Stephen was here to catch him and Tony did the same for him.

Maybe he should start looking into ring designs, something that didn’t irritate the sorcerer’s fingers. Tony would start first thing in the morning.

After his second coffee.

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Wakanda royalty rarely visited New York. But Peter and Shuri had become some kind of science friends (they totally reminded Tony of him and Bruce. It was great.) and every now and then she came by the tower. Whenever she saw the black cat and her brother in the same room, she called them T’Challa and Human T’Challa.

#IronStrange #Stephen Strange #Doctor Strange #cat!Stephen Strange #Tony Stark/Stephen Strange #Stephen Strange x Tony Stark #Iron Man #Wong #Peter Parker #Spider-man #SpaceMermaid #This cat is strange

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