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purplepomegranate08 · 26 days
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“Mr-“
“Doctor”
“Mr.doctor?”
“It’s strange”
“Maybe who am I to judge”
We don’t appreciate the absurdity of this scene enough, it’s freaking crazy and absolutely one of the funniest scenes in the entire film
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taylorshope · 2 months
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Random Supermassive memes
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puppetdaily · 3 months
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Morla the Ancient One from The NeverEnding Story
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couldntbedamned · 3 months
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I could watch a whole-ass movie that's just these two interacting.
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Benedict and Tilda's chemistry is insane.
The dynamic between Stephen and The Ancient One probably the highlight of the movie for me.
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xenocorner · 4 months
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Also I drew Magic Women
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airas-story · 9 months
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Consider It a Gift
The Ancient One paused at the sight in front of her as the door to the Sanctum shut behind her—when one could travel to anywhere in the world for lunch, she didn’t see why one would not; she certainly never preached asceticism, and pizza in New York truly was divine. That and she’d felt time’s pull moving her forward.
There were two men standing on the sidewalk just outside the door. Or rather, there was one man standing and one man kneeling.
That in and of itself was odd. That it was happening right outside the sanctum—which had subtle protections that normally ensured that passerby walked right past and didn’t linger—was even odder.
That it was none other than a man she recognized as Stephen Strange on his knees—a man she knew from all her dreams and glimpses into the future was a proud, stubborn man—well, to say it was strange was more than just a poorly thought out pun.
It would be more polite to step away…
No one would ever accuse her of prying, but that was more because most seemed to think she was incapable of such a ‘plebeian’ behavior, and less because of an analysis of her true nature. Of course, there were none who truly knew her, now.
It was the fault of Stephen and his friend that they’d decided to have this conversation in the middle of the sidewalk. They could hardly expect complete privacy.
And in truth, well, in truth, if this was what she thought it was, than the Ancient One wanted to see it. She had seen so much of Stephen’s grief, just once she wanted to see his happiness.
“Tony,” Stephen started. “You are the most infuriating, frustrating, irritating, ridiculous—“
The man—Tony—rolled his eyes. “I get the point, Stephen.”
“—impossible,” Stephen added, undeterred, “man I know.” She saw Stephen take a deep breath. “And I am hopelessly in love with you.”
Tony softened perceptibly. ”Stephen—“
“Marry me,” Stephen finished.
Tony ran a hand through his hair, laughing a little as he looked down at Stephen. The Ancient One could read the love in his eyes. She knew, just from the look in his eyes, that this man, Tony, adored Stephen, foibles and all. It lightened her heart to see it. “You know, that’s supposed to be a question. Not a demand, right?”
Stephen didn’t respond, just staring up at Tony, a glint of determination in his eyes that underlined just how important this moment was to him.
The Ancient One could feel time’s magic shifting around her, whispering in her ears of laughter and happiness and hope in the darkest of times.
He will still come, Time whispered, but he will not be broken and alone in the world.
Tony laughed, and there was a brightness to it that carried through the air and seemed to settle warmly in her own chest in a subtle joy. Yes, watching this moment had been a good choice. “Yes, Stephen. I’ll marry you.”
Stephen stood up, brushing at his knees absently. “I want a courthouse wedding. As soon as possible.”
Tony blinked in genuine surprise and then raised an eyebrow. “I won’t back out if we take our time, you know.”
Stephen took a step forward, cupping Tony’s cheek. “I want every day I can have with you, Tony.”
Tony shook his head, but it wasn’t in negation, more amusement. “You already have that. I’m yours, Stephen. Irrevocably so. A license and certificate doesn’t change anything.”
Stephen’s lip twitched up into a small, teasing smile. “Maybe it doesn’t. But I’ve always liked putting my name on things. You know that.”
Tony laughed again. “Is that your way of asking me to take your name?”
“I don’t really think I was asking,” Stephen admitted. “But Tony Strange,” Stephen said and the teasing tone was so different from the hopelessness and frustration she’d always seen in the ripples of time. “You have to admit it sounds good.”
Tony snorted. “You’re lucky I agree with that.”
“No, I’m lucky that you think taking my name is hilarious. That’s why DUM-E is DUM-E and U is U—“ and the Ancient One supposed that sentence made sense to someone, but it made no sense to her, ”—and why you once tried to name an element badassium.”
“You caught me,” Tony said, grin twitching at his lips. “I do name things in part for the amusement factor. Including, apparently, myself.”
“You know you want to be ‘the Strange couple’.”
Tony’s eyes brightened. “I hadn’t even thought about that yet, but you are absolutely right. I want that so much it’s not even funny. God, the introductions. We need to marry ASAP, because every moment we’re not married is a moment where we’re not the Strange couple.”
Stephen rolled his eyes. “Well, if that’s what it takes to get you on board with marrying me as soon as physically possible, I’ll take it.”
Tony pressed forward and kissed Stephen, and for a moment the two seemed to meld into each other. The Ancient One took a step back, she had certainly seen everything that she could have hoped to see. Happiness. True, unfettered happiness. 
Time seemed to laugh in her ears. Consider it a gift.
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sanctum-stinker · 6 months
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Some of my traditional art since I rarely draw like this anymore. I gotta get back to it soon.
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hithertoundreamtof23 · 3 months
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I finally made another meme :D
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(The heading on the top of the image is not mine. I just added the names)
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lizmaximoff · 1 year
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Marvel Rewatch → Doctor Strange (2016) dir. by Scott Derrickson
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bunubunss · 5 months
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they deserve so much better 。゚・ (>﹏<) ・゚。
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ruija · 1 year
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Idk just felt like drawing Leo and his crazy therapist
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fanartka · 8 months
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thingsasbarcodes · 2 months
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The Dark Pictures: House of Ashes - Everybody Lives Ending
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purpledragongifs · 5 months
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Stephen Strange, The Ancient One, Wong, and Mordo in Doctor Strange: The Sorcerer Supreme - Marvel Animated Features
Made by purpledragongifs. All gifs are 540px wide. Please do not delete credits.
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airas-story · 4 months
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In Another Life We Had a Chance
“It’s in your eyes, you know,” the Ancient One said—Tony was absolutely judging her for that; who named themselves the Ancient One? “You love him.”
“I didn’t know him,” Tony said honestly. “You can’t love someone you don’t know.”
“And yet you do,” she said, as though there was no question of it. Annoying, really, that she could stand there utterly serene as she exposed his heart. As though it had not been steadily breaking for five years. As it had broken a final time when he’d looked at his research into Stephen only to realize that Stephen would still be a doctor in 2012, that Tony wouldn’t get to say goodbye.
Not that Stephen would have understood. Tony didn’t understand and the emotions were his. How had that time—nothing more than moments in the grand scheme—resulted in this emotion in his chest that couldn’t be love, but sometimes felt so much like it.
“Yet you came here, when some might say you were needed more elsewhere.” He’d come here when he’d known that Stephen wouldn’t be here; he’d come here because it was a final connection.
Tony suspected, heart twisting in his chest, that this final connection would be the only chance he had. There was a feeling in his chest that he was running out of time. That he’d been running on borrowed time since the moment that Stephen had traded the time stone for Tony’s life.
“Banner, Rogers, and Lang can handle anything that happens getting the other stones,” Tony said. “I’m not needed.”
“Perhaps,” the Ancient One said. “I hope you found what you were looking for.”
Tony wasn’t sure he had. Wasn’t sure what he’d been looking for in the first place. All he knew was that it had to be enough, because there was nothing more.
The Ancient One reached for the necklace around her neck and carefully removed the time stone, floating it over into the container he’d brought with him.
Tony nodded at her as he turned to go. He’d gotten at least one of the things he’d come for, that was enough.
“For what it’s worth, Tony Stark.” Tony stopped, turning to look at her. “In another life, the two of you love each other. In another life, the two of you are happy.”
Tony closed his eyes. It was pain and grief and relief and loss and hope. “Thank you,” he told her.
This wasn’t that life.
Tony didn’t get a happy ending in this one.
But somewhere, in all those multiverses that the Ancient One spoke about, there was a Tony Stark and Stephen Strange that did.
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