#` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. )

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@iorast​  asked  :    13

#13  :    devil’s  backbone    --    the  civil  wars

shaken   hands   creak   from   the   strain   upon   them   in   fists   made   of   stress,      the   sorcerer   sitting   on   the   bedside   and   leaning   over   a   previously-fallen   trickster.      mismatched   eyes   gleamed   with   magicks   as   he   siphoned   energy   from   himself,      and   into   loki   with   a   light   sheen   of   sweat   over   his   brow   in   exertion.      for   as   much   as   he   loathed   to   admit..   

"      i   don't   care   if   you're   a   bastard,      just   wake   up..      "      he   whispered   to   a   seemingly-unconscious   silver   tongue,      his   magicks   stopping   once   it   appeared   death   released   her   immediate   interest.

#` ° ✴ ‧ 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 ─── ( answered. ) #` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #iorast #// dkfgjdfkg

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#` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #` ° ✴ ‧ 𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 ─── ( mentor ⤔ 616. ) #` ° ✴ ‧ 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐘 ─── ( pre-magic ⤔ 616. ) #` ° ✴ ‧ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 ─── ( mcu. )

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stephen   lets   loose   a   quiet   exhale      —      mismatched   eyes   falling   closed   as   he   sits   in   a   lotus   position   a   few   feet   off   the   ground.      shaken   hands   maintain   a   delicate   formation,      the   air   heavier   within   the   sanctum   than   without.      a   silent   shift   in   the   sanctum   disturbed   him   from   his   meditation,      an   eye   opening   and   shining   a   bright   blue   throughout   the   room   before   dimming   back   to   normalcy.      a   visitor   ;      an   unexpected   one.      "      did   you   make   an   appointment   ?      "      he   drawled,   voice   tinged   with   heavy   sarcasm.   ||    @supermantm​

#` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #supermantm #// tIME #// was that 2 mins

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the   sorcerer   gently   knocks   the   back   of   his   knuckles   against   the   open   doorway   to   the   room   sharon   resided   within      —      a   quiet   tinge   of   magic   resonating   from   the   sound   to   amplify   what   would   have   been   inaudible.      his   posture   was   hunched,      expression   exhausted,      but   he   was   here.   ||   @whitesuited​

#` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #whitesuited #// hi hello!!!!!!!!

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@decthbringer​  asked  :    13

#13  :    bottom  of  the  river    --    delta  rae

the   sorcerer   sat   on   a   rooftop   across   from   the   hudson      —      legs   hanging   off   the   edge,   orange   emitting   from   all   three   eyes   as   he   scanned   the   length   of   water   in   a   seemingly   pointless   manner,   given   it   was   the   dead   of   night.      soft   footsteps   alerted   him   to   her   presence,      a   quiet   hum   leaving   him   before   his   third   eye   closed,      orange   diffusing   until   they   revealed   mismatched   eyes   once   more   as   he   shifted   to   address   her,

"      elektra,      "      he   murmured,      a   nod   in   greeting.      "      care   to   join   me   ?      "

#` ° ✴ ‧ 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 ─── ( answered. ) #` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #decthbringer

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@cxpt​  asked  :    17

#17  :    devils    --    amelia  curran

did   they   listen   to   their   doctor,      did   they   do   what   he   said   ?      stephen   gave   a   low   hum      —      looking   over   the   sad   expression   that   steve   was   giving   him.      no,      don't   listen   to   the   sorcerer   supreme   when   it   came   to   things   that   were   decidedly   within   his   realm      —      only   come   crawling   back.      the   sorcerer's   expression   once   soft   now   hardened   with   armor,      mismatched   eyes   softly   glowing   with   how   hard   it   was   to   keep   from   snapping.

"      you're   going   to   kill   yourself,      one   of   these   days,      "      his   voice   all   but   thundered,      scarred   hands   shaking   from   both   rage   and   rhythm.      "      far   be   it   from   i   to   convince   you   otherwise.      "      never   did   his   voice   rise,      a   steady   stream   of   carefully   held   tone.

#` ° ✴ ‧ 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 ─── ( answered. ) #` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #cxpt #// oooooo u in troooouble

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@bastxrds​  asked  :    47    (  from marc  )

#47  :    beggars  &  liars    --    barn  swallow

the   sorcerer   gave   a   side-long   look   towards..      moon   knight,      whomever   was   taking   the   reigns   for   the   moment.      taking   a   slow   sip   from   his   tea   he'd   linger   upon   the   sanctum's   rooftop  ��   —      people   watching,      clothed   heavily   in   a   puffy   jacket   and   looking   decidedly..      casual.      he   had   hoped   that   this   trip   upwards   would   soothe   the   ache   in   his   chest,      perhaps   lead   him   a   touch   closer   to   sleep..      but   it   was   looking   bleak.     

"      moon   knight      —      i   don't   remember   when   last   we   met.      what   brings   you   to   my   roof   ?      "

#` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #bxstards #` ° ✴ ‧ 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 ─── ( answered. )

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he   gives   a   low   hum   at   the   gradual   arrival   of   a   familiar   twinge   of   magicks   within   the   sanctum      —      tired   features   morphing   into   what   appeared   to   be   a   pleased   expression.      it   took   him   a   moment   too-long   to   stand,   and   instead   of   standing   tall   he   held   a   familiar   terrible   posture,      leaning   his   hips   against   his   desk   as   he   grins   at   wanda's   arrival.      "      wanda,   my   dear.      "   ||   @hexsreality​

#` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #hexreality #// i love u

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the   sorcerer   gave   a   long   sigh,   pinching   the   bridge   of   his   nose   —      though   he   did   manage   a   somewhat   strained   smile,   at   her   presence.      "      @hexsreality​..      i   apologize   for   my   lackluster   welcome,   another   universe   has   been..      troubling,      to   keep   at   arm's   length.      "

#` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #hexsreality #// mom said its my turn on the xbox #// tired older version of characters in movies for 300 please

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@breaksmen​  asked  :    21

#21  :    stolen  roses    --    karen  elson

how   difficult   was   the   world   falling   around   him,      a   hand   raising   to   rub   his   palm   against   his   forehead.      but   how   easy   would   it   be   to   run   away      —      go   to   where   only   he   knew,      to   just..      stop   caring   ?      it   would   be   so   easy,      but..      he   startled   from   his   thoughts   at   the   sound   of   a   familiar   gate,      hand   running   down   over   his   features   to   metaphorically   wipe   clean   his   mind.

#` ° ✴ ‧ 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 ─── ( answered. ) #` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #breaksmen #// dfglkjgdfjklfdljk #// that is all

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in   a   rare   display   of   lack   of   surroundings   the   sorcerer   didn't   seem   to   immediately   realize   the   spider's   arrival      —      eyes   closed   and   cheek   resting   against   a   shield   hovering   just   barely   over   his   fist,   elbow   atop   his   desk.      his   breaths   were   slow,      sleeping   quietly   before   he   gave   a   low   hum,      blue   eye   shining   bright   in   a   dark   room   as   his   gaze   snaps   onto   peter   creaping   into   his   study.      it   takes   a   moment   for   recognition   to   set   in,      blue   lighting   the   room   briefly   before   a   familiar   dark   ambience   was   slowly   returned.      "      peter..      hello,      my   friend.      "   ||   @webheadedhero​

#` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #webheadedhero #// have a sleepy boy

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the   sorcerer   quirked   an   eyebroiw   at   the   star-shaped   portal,      only   for   it   to   produce..      @mystifiicd​.      "      ah   —      learning   to   travel   the   multiverse,      are   we   ?      "

#` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #mystifiicd #// mom said its my turn on the xbox #// collective brainrot

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death   did   not   become   him,   normally   black   hair   streaked   with   grey   turning   pure   white      —      his   death   lingering   for   a   few   months,      before   clea..      he   didn't   want   to   think   about   it,      about   any   of   it.      so   here   he   was   :      lingering   within   the   sanctum   sanctorum,      the   only   notion   of   his   revival   being   an   emergency   that   he   had   no   choice   but   to   tend   to,      of   which   he   uncharacteristaclly   returned   home   from   with   haste.      he   should   have   known   his   solitude   wouldn't   last   long   after   that,      the   familiar   hum   of   repulsors   and   the   sound   of   thumping   metal   footsteps   towards   his   office   leaving   no   room   for   confusion   as   to   whom   it   was   that   demanded   his   attention.   

so   when   tony   arrived   he   say   as   such   :      the   sorcerer   supreme,   hair   of   white,      expression   decidedly..      tired,      a   hint   of   a   wince   at   his   old   friend's   arrival.      "      tony      —      i   thought   i   told   you   to   knock   ?      "      his   voice   was   hoarse   from   disuse,      stephen   clearing   his   throat   awkwardly   before   awaiting   his   answer.   ||   @overclocks​

#` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #overclocks #// sorry 4 length had to get a lil expo

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there   was   a   faint   twinge   of   confusion   upon   the   sorcerer's   features      —      an   apparent   lack   of   recognition   at   the   visitor   standing   before   him.      after   a   touch   too-long   pause   he'd   clear   his   throat,      nodding   in   greeting.      "      hello   ..?      "   ||   @inmutant​

#` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #inmutant #// sup

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a   ruffled   looking   man   stood   where   a   normally   well-put   together   sorcerer   supreme   should   be.      hair   a   mess,      dark   circles   all   but   permanent      —      but   he   looked   up   with   a   small   hum   of   curiousity   at   his   visitor,      if   only   to   brush   off   how   wished   he   had   time   to   look   less..      awful.      "      —   sorry,   i   didn't   hear   you   knock.      "   ||   @redheadarcher​

#` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #redheadarcher #// yo

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stephen   was   lost   in   a   book   before   @modelscience​   arrived,      the   sorcerer   pausing   only   after   he   finished   the   page   he   was   on.      with   a   wave   of   his   hand   the   book   flew   off   elsewhere   for   later,      as   he   moved   to   stand   and   give   her   a   curious   look.      "      trouble   in   paradise,      miss   stacy   ?      "

#` ° ✴ ‧ & 𝐈 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ─── ( 616. ) #modelscience #// hey :)