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Disclaimer: I am not the author of these stories, just sharing my favourite Dr. Stephen Strange stories. Find the authors' links below. If you want your work removed, message me privately.

✑ Between the Shelves￨Prt. II￨Prt. III by unrefinedmusings • 18+ • 〔E᜶F〕 •

Summary: You never expect the one-and-only Dr. Strange to walk into your bookstore looking for a birthday gift, nor did you expect what came next.

✑ 3:1 Ratio by parkerbliss • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Three times Dr. Strange saved you, and the one time you saved him."

✑ A Touch of Jealousy by brunchable • 18+ • 〔E᜶A〕 • ♥︎ • 🚫 •

Summary: "[After the events of 'Poisonous Touch,'] Stephen reminds you, who your husband is."

✑ All Tied Up by lipstickmarks • 18+ • 〔E〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "You and Stephen try bondage."

✑ Annoying by spookyspecterino • 〔F᜶M〕 •

Summary: "During an argument you let slip that you may have once had a crush on Stephen Strange, but Stephen doesn't reject you and some interesting things are revealed..."

✑ Be Alright by lykaonimagines • 〔F〕 •

Description: Y/N and Stephen run into one another for the first time in years at Christine’s wedding. She’d thought her crush for the man had faded over the years, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.

✑ Breaking Codes of Conduct... by strangelure • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Poor Wong [walks in on you] and Stephen getting steamy in the Sanctum library."

✑ Candies and Stickers by annesthaeticc • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "In one of the many multiversal travels with America Chavez and you, Stephen finds himself in another universe and meets a version of himself. A meeting he didn't quite expect."

✑ Caught in a Web￨Prt. II by strangelockd • 18+ • 〔E〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "You find the Master of the Mystic arts in a very compramising position... " then "Stephen finally gets his long awaited payback for what you put him through."

✑ Dancing with Myself by just-the-hiddles • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Stephen goes out with Wong for some groceries and comes back to find his cloak and [you getting] up to some shenanigans."

✑ Don't Be a Fool by sbnslver • 〔F᜶M〕 •

Summary: "You get hurt and you're in love with your best friend what could go wrong."

✑ Face Your Fears by lightmeuplivly • 〔F᜶M〕 •

Summary: "After coming back from the multiverse he writes you a letter telling you everything you need to know..."

✑ Falling in Love by maria4444 • 〔E᜶F〕 •

Summary: "[During a drunken game of truth or dare, you're] dared to sit in Stephen's lap for… the night."

✑ Family Bliss by eviesarusrex • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

Summary: "Stephen and [you] —world famous Avengers (but kinda retired) —are picking up [your] kids from school."

✑ Happiness Looks Good on You by classickook • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: Attending Christine's wedding with Stephen has you feeling a little insecure about your relationship, however, the truth is that he could not be more in love with you.

✑ Hypothermia by gaitwae • 〔F᜶A〕 •

Summary: "After Stephen comes back from a mission in the mountains, he's contracted hypothermia."

✑ I'm Not in Love by ro-is-struggling • 〔E᜶A〕 •

Summary: "You are not in love with Stephen Strange, he is insufferable and does nothing but get on your nerves... So why do you feel some type of way every time he mentions Christine's name?"

✑ In Good Care

✑ Jealous Girl by strrvnge • 18+ • 〔E〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "You've been invited to Christine's wedding as Stephen's plus one and while you're worried about getting late Stephen doesn't mind."

✑ Karaoke Night by annesthaeticc • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "The sorcerer supreme, the master of the mystic arts, and the disciple walk in to a karaoke bar on a Saturday night, fun ensues."

✑ Key to My Heart, the by sassenach-on-the-rocks • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: Stephen returns to the Sanctum and discovers you waiting for him for the first time since he gave you a key.

✑ Kicker of Mystical A** by generallynerdy • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Mornings in the Strange household are... quiet, despite what people might think... Well, usually. Sometimes your husband's friends barge in... all comes with the job, you suppose. However, the first time they come knocking they are oddly quiet around you..."

✑ Let's Fall in Love by french-vanilla-in-the-clouds • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "[You and Stephen] join the Avengers at Stark Tower. A friendly competition ensues where the sorcerers' musical knowledge is put to the test. Yes, [you're] friends, but [you can't deny you feel] something more for [your] mentor. Will hidden affections finally come to light through a bit of music?"

✑ Mrs. Strange by eviesarusrex • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: You and Stephen enjoy a moment alone at your wedding reception.

✑ My Heart is Yours by sassenach-on-the-rocks • 〔F᜶C〕 •

Summary: "Months after breaking up with your ex, your friendship with Stephen Strange has quickly blossomed. But how much more will it grow when a long-held secret comes out?"

✑ Not Going Anywhere by lykaonimagines • 〔F᜶C〕 •

Summary: After years of being Hydra's guinea pig, you believed there was nothing you couldn't handle. However, taking care of a sick Stephen Strange might prove to be beyond your capabilities, especially when he won't stop flirting with you!

✑ Not So Bad￨Prt. II by lykaonimagines • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "[When the Avengers need to 'borrow a wizard'] for a mission,… Stephen isn't too happy [to have you] spending the night away from him, [leading] him to take matters into his own hands."

✑ Not Very Good at Subtle by geeky-politics-46 • 18+ • 〔E᜶F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "When another woman flirts with Stephen you give him a reason to remember exactly who he's going home with & you don't care who overhears it."

✑ Rain by ultralightpoe • 〔A᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Stephen hates rain, and he also hates fighting with you."

✑ Reminders and Regrets by takemehomeplz • 〔A᜶C〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

Summary: "You and Stephen both have different ideas of what it means to be safe, especially when it comes to your four-year-old daughter… and even more so when the activity in question involves messing around on the ice in the sanctum."

✑ Return to Me￨Prt. II by sassenach-on-the-rocks • 〔F᜶A〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

Summary: "Returning home after being blipped Stephen comes back to the Sanctum and discovers that the Sanctum now has new occupants, you and his daughter Aurora."

✑ Sacrificial Love by omgstarks • 18+ • 〔E᜶A〕 • ♡ •

Summary: "He told you he loved you. He told you he'd protect you. Then why would he sacrifice you?"

✑ Save It til the Morning After by sassenach-on-the-rocks • 18+ • 〔F᜶A〕 •

Summary: "[Your] relationship with Stephen Strange has evolved from colleagues to friends to more than friends. Now that it has been brought up by a third party, [you] and [Stephen] must navigate through feelings [you] can no longer ignore."

✑ Secret Behind the Smile￨Prt. II by eviesarusrex • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: You and Stephen have been covertly seeing each other for about a year, so far you haven't had an issue keeping your relationship a secret. However, it seems like your luck is starting to run out. How will everyone react when they discover your in a relationship with the sorcerer?

✑ Sick by bitternessismyname • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "You get sick and being your as stubborn as your fiancé you refuse to stay in bed."

✑ Somebody to Love by lykaonimagines • 〔A᜶F〕 • ♡ •

✑ Toddler Troubles by vi-trying-to-survive • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

✑ Thousand Possibilities by curseofaphrodite • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Stephen visits the Stark Enterprises and stumbles upon you, but why did it seem like he already knew you?"

✑ Two of You by lykaonimagines • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

Summary: Convinced you and Stephen are planning to send her away, America begins "helping" around the sanctum to convince you to let her stay, resulting in chaos and a long-overdue family conversation.

✑ Wall of Text by lykaonimagines • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "[Your] unspoken feelings for Stephen are driving [you mad] and making it impossibly hard to focus on [your responsibilities in the Sanctum. You've] got to let [them] go... but not without telling him. Sending a message when he's out in the cosmos and unable to receive it has to be the best solution, right?"

✑ When a Man Annoys a Woman by eviesarusrex • 〔E᜶F〕 •

Summary: "...What happens when Wong decides to set [you and Stephen] up on a blind date to confess your feelings to each other and give everyone at Kamar-taj a break from your and the doctor's constant bickering]."

✑ Where You're Going by spilledkauffie • 〔F᜶A〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: After an argument with Stephen you find yourself in the Rotunda of Getaways

✑ After Care by mostly-marvel-musings • 18+ • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ An Absolutely Point in Time by bxsotted • 〔F〕 •

✑ Another Reality by multific • 〔F〕 • 𑁍 •

✑ Balance by thepokyone • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Build-a-Bear Conversation by sorceress-marie • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Butterflies by dino-fart • 〔F〕 •

✑ Cloak, the by justauthoring • 〔F〕 •

✑ Come to Bed by newtsniffles • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Cruel by dino-fart • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Dirty Dishes by vi-trying-to-survive • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Family Picnic by dino-fart • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

✑ Favourite Avenger by writings-of-a-british-fangirl • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Finally￨Prt. II￨Prt. III by whirlybirbs • 〔F〕 •

✑ First Kiss with Trembling Lips by dino-fart • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Good Girl by omgstarks • 18+ • 〔E〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Happier Than Ever by sbnslver • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Holding Hands by dino-fart • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Kisses by iamnotoriginalphil • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Late Night Confessions by bxsotted • 〔F〕 •

✑ Lesson Learned by sassenach-on-the-rocks • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Mellow Morning by itsactuallywhitewolf • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Mid-Day Nap by curseofaphrodite • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Safe Space by vi-trying-to-survive • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Say It Ain't So by sbnslver • 〔F᜶M〕 •

✑ Serious by multific • 〔F〕 •

✑ Shared Blanket

✑ Sick Day Soup by vi-trying-to-survive • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Sleep Tight Strange by minnie-marvel • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Sleepy Morning by vi-trying-to-survive • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Stephen's Surprise by worldofheros • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

✑ Tea and Cuddles by high-functioning-lokipath • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Teach Me by coppercatwrites • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Terribly Stubborn by delicrieux • 〔F〕 •

✑ What's in It for Me? by whirlybirbs • 〔F〕 •

✑ Wrong One by sharksnshanks • 〔F〕 •

✑ Accidentally Sexting Stephen… by geeky-politics-46 • 16+ • 〔E᜶F〕 •

✑ One Bed Trope w/ Stephen… by geeky-politics-46 • 18+ • 〔F〕 •

✑ Stephen Crushing on You, His Friend…by geeky-politics-46 • 〔F〕 •

✑ Stephen Fantasizing About Coming to Your Rescue… by geeky-politics-46 • 〔F〕 •

See Also: Navigation || Stephen Strange Master Index

Authors: @annesthaeticc || @bitternessismyname || @brunchable || @bxsotted || @classickook || @coppercatwrites || @curseofaphrodite || @delicrieux || @dino-fart || @eviesaurusrex || @french-vanilla-in-the-clouds || @gaitwae || @geeky-politics-46 || @generallynerdy || @high-functioning-lokipath || @iamnotoriginalphil || @itsactuallywhitewolf || @just-the-hiddles || @justauthoring || @lightmeuplivly || @lipstickmarks || @lykaonimagines || @maria4444 || @minnie-marvel || @mostly-marvel-musings || @multific || @newtsniffles || @omgstarks || @parkersbliss || @ro-is-struggling || @sassenach-on-the-rocks || @sbnslver || @sharksnshakes || @sorceress-marie || @spilledkauffie || @spookyspecterino || @strangelockd || @strangelure || @strrvnge || @takemehomeplz || @thepokyone || @ultralightpoe || @unrefinedmusings || @vi-trying-to-survive || @whirlybirbs || @worldofheroes || @writings-of-a-british-fangirl ||

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kluskinoodles · 2 days

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TO THE SURFACE MASTER POST

Okay okay so the characters are as follows: Redemption Done Subpar: Main Characters: Yi Suchong, Brigid Tenenbaum, Jack Antagonists: Frank Fontaine, Reggie, Fontaine's Goons Background characters: Nurse Chavez, J.S. Steinman, a bunch of Rapture citizens Three's A Crowd: Main Characters: Gilbert Alexander, Eleanor Lamb Supporting Character: Augustus Sinclair Antagonist: Sofia Lamb Background/Side Characters: Stanley Poole, a bunch of Rapture's Citizens and Lamb's Followers, multiple Fontaine Futuristics' Employees Give Me Freedom Or Give Me Death: Main Characters: Kyle Fitzpatrick, Silas Cobb, Martin Finnegan, Hector Rodriguez Supporting Character: Anna Culpepper Antagonist: Sander Cohen Background/Side Characters: Jasmine Jolene, multiple of Fort Frolic performers Note: Characters and locations may change, still working out the kinks

More random headcanons that don't matter but kinda do: -Sinclair legally adopted Jack, Eleanor, and Kyle for tax write offs -Kyle was homeschooled, up until his father took him to Rapture -Down the hill there is this one neighbor that is super suspicious of Sinclair but not Jack who literally has glowing yellow eyes 😭 -Silas got arrested for resisting arrest with violence and assault, Sinclair bailed him out but now he has a court date 😕 -Alexander is super paranoid that his family will track him down like Silas' mother found Silas. He does NOT want to see them, any of them. They are part of the reason he went to Rapture in the first place. Sadly, his family has found his info and whereabouts, and are on their way, send Gil thoughts and prayers cause he's not gonna be mentally well. 😬 -Eleanor does arts and crafts with Martin, the things she creates are a little wonky but Martin keeps all of them on his trinket shelf -Hector taught Eleanor and Jack swears in spanish, he got yelled at by Sinclair -The house is a multi language house hold. The languages that are spoken are Spanish, Korean, German, French, English, and Italian I'LL THINK OF MORE LATER Anyways anyways, NEXT QUESTION "Do the children have nicknames for the adults?" Yes. Jack can't say most of their names but Suchong is Papa, Tenenbaum is Mama (she hates it but is warming up to it). Jack heard Sinclair call Gilbert, Guppy, once and he will NOT STOP CALLING GIL THAT. Like they've tried to get him to stop, albeit he can only say it like "Gubby" (he can't say his P's that well yet) but still. He does stop when he's older. Sinclair is Poppy Auggie or just Poppy. Eleanor is Ellie. Kyle is Ky and Ky-ky, Silas is Sy (pronounced Psy) , Martin is Mari (pronounced Mar-ee), and Hector is fucking Tío (he taught him to say it). Some of these nicknames change after he grows up. Eleanor after a while she started calling Gilbert dad, the first time she called him dad, he sobbed for an hour. Sinclair is Papa Augustus/August. Suchong and Tenenbaum are Uncle and Aunt. Jack is well Jack. And the other 4, she just calls them by their first names. When Silas' mom finds him, Jack calls her Gigi (pronounced Gee-Gee) and Eleanor calls her Grandma Cobb. I will add to this post if need be with reblogs but that's it for now. I am going to grab this au and throw it around like a ragdoll. Me currently vvvv

People-- @js-sexchange-surgeon-steinman @yuro-skell @arsont-t

#bioshock #bioshock: to the surface #GOING FERAL #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #screaming i love them so much

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richincolor · 1 month

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We have five books on our radar this week, and there's something for just about everyone here. Which ones are you adding to your TBR list?

Against the Darkness (In Every Generation #3) by Kandare Blake Disney Hyperion

This epic finale to the The Next Generation trilogy by New York Times bestselling author Kendare Blake ( Three Dark Crowns ) features the next generation of Scoobies and Slayers who must defeat a powerful new evil. For generations, the Slayer was supposed to be the chosen, the one girl in all the world with the power to stand against the vampires, demons, and forces of darkness. When Willow used the scythe to call up all the potential slayers at once, it changed everything. For years, the slayers have been working and fighting together as a team. Then the Darkness came, killing many slayers and trapping the rest in an alternate dimension. And Frankie Rosenberg, the world’s first Slayer-Witch, found herself fighting evil alone. Sort of. Sure, she has her new Scooby Gang, plus the help of her mom, Willow; Watcher, Spike; and even the brooding-but-hot Hunter of Thrace. But even though they have a master plan (obviously), the gang is more fragmented than ever. So maybe it really is up to Frankie—and Frankie alone—to stand against the darkness. With Jake’s wild werewolf brother back in town, Dark Willow threatening to return, and the Darkness preparing for the final stage of their attack, now is not a great time to wallow in teen angst. After all, she’s the Slayer. It’s time to slay.

And Then There Was Us by Kern Carter Tundra Books

A mother's death forces a teen girl to reevaluate their tumultuous relationship in this powerful coming-of-age novel for teens. For fans of I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter. Coi is just eighteen years old, but has already survived years of physical and verbal abuse from her mother. After being kicked out of her mother's house at age fourteen, Coi has lived with her father, and together they've created a peaceful life. That peace ends suddenly when her mother dies. While Coi struggles to find kindness in her heart for the woman who only hurt her, she starts having lucid dreams, forcing her to relive moments of abuse and emotional trauma that eventually led to Coi's abandonment. Her mother's passing also reopens the door to her mother's side of the family, including her beloved younger half-sister, Kayla, her stepfather and her grandmother. Each of them challenge Coi's long-held views about her mother, especially Kayla, who, Coi realizes, is taking their mother's loss hard. As she reconnects with her family, Coi learns to see parts of her mother she never experienced, and for the first time since she was abandoned, opens her heart to forgiveness.

Canto Contigo by Jonny Garza Villa Wednesday Books

When a Mariachi star transfers schools, he expects to be handed his new group's lead vocalist spot—what he gets instead is a tenacious current lead with a very familiar, very kissable face. In a twenty-four-hour span, Rafael Alvarez led North Amistad High School’s Mariachi Alma de la Frontera to their eleventh consecutive first-place win in the Mariachi Extravaganza de Nacional; and met, made out with, and almost hooked up with one of the cutest guys he’s ever met. Now eight months later, Rafie’s ready for one final win. What he didn’t plan for is his family moving to San Antonio before his senior year, forcing him to leave behind his group while dealing with the loss of the most important person in his life—his beloved abuelo. Another hitch in his plan: The Selena Quintanilla-Perez Academy’s Mariachi Todos Colores already has a lead vocalist, Rey Chavez—the boy Rafie made out with—who now stands between him winning and being the great Mariachi Rafie's abuelo always believed him to be. Despite their newfound rivalry for center stage, Rafie can’t squash his feelings for Rey. Now he must decide between the people he’s known his entire life or the one just starting to get to know the real him. Canto Contigo is a love letter to Mexican culture, family and legacy, the people who shape us, and allowing ourselves to forge our own path. At its heart, this is one of the most glorious rivals-to-lovers romance about finding the one who challenges you in the most extraordinary ways.

Dragonfruit by Makiia Lucier Clarion Books

From acclaimed author Makiia Lucier, a dazzling, romantic fantasy inspired by Pacific Island mythology. In the old tales, it is written that the egg of a seadragon, dragonfruit, holds within it the power to undo a person’s greatest sorrow. An unwanted marriage, a painful illness, and unpaid debt ... gone. But as with all things that promise the moon and the stars and offer hope when hope has gone, the tale comes with a warning. Every wish demands a price. Hanalei of Tamarind is the cherished daughter of an old island family. But when her father steals a seadragon egg meant for an ailing princess, she is forced into a life of exile. In the years that follow, Hanalei finds solace in studying the majestic seadragons that roam the Nominomi Sea. Until, one day, an encounter with a female dragon offers her what she desires most. A chance to return home, and to right a terrible wrong. Samahtitamahenele, Sam, is the last remaining prince of Tamarind. But he can never inherit the throne, for Tamarind is a matriarchal society. With his mother ill and his grandmother nearing the end of her reign. Sam is left with two to marry, or to find a cure for the sickness that has plagued his mother for ten long years. When a childhood companion returns from exile, she brings with her something he has not felt in a very long time - hope. But Hanalei and Sam are not the only ones searching for the dragonfruit. And as they battle enemies both near and far, there is another danger they cannot escape…that of the dragonfruit itself.

The Smoke That Thunders by Erhu Kome Norton Young Readers

From a debut Nigerian author: a spectacular young adult fantasy rooted in West African mythology and brimming with adventure. In this mesmerizing fantasy rooted in Urhobo and West African folklore, sixteen-year-old Naborhi longs for a life away from her small, traditional clan in Kokori. But as her rite of passage approaches and she is betrothed to an arrogant young man, Naborhi feels her dreams slipping away from her. Then Naborhi becomes bonded to a mysterious animal and begins having harrowing visions of a kidnapped boy. She soon meets Atai, the son of an Oracle from a rival queendom, and learns that she is being guided by the gods. She and Atai, along with Naborhi’s eager-for-adventure cousin, Tamunor, set off across the continent to rescue the mysterious boy. But when they find him―and find out his true identity―Naborhi realizes there is more than just her freedom at stake: she must stop a war that has already been set in motion. With lush, unique worldbuilding and a dynamic cast of characters, The Smoke That Thunders is a gripping story of political intrigue, fierce love, and what it means to be free.

#against the darkness #and then there was us #canto contigo #dragonfruit #the smoke that thunders #new releases

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giveamadeuschohisownmovie · 5 months

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Two ideas for the episode title:

1) What if…Clint Barton saved ______ during the Battle of New York?

2) What if…________ was a Hawkeye superfan?

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frostandflamesfanfic · 2 years

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July 19th. (Strange x Reader)

July 19th. (Rated T)

Request?: Kinda??? Inspired by this post by @sobeautifullyobsessed

Pairing: Stephen Strange x Spouse!Reader; Parent!Stephen Strange & Daughter!America Chavez

Word Count: 3.3k+

Warnings: Slight suggestive content, fluff. pure fluff, a few curse words -- SLIGHT MoM spoilers if you squint

Summary: When you confront your husband, Stephen Strange, about a mysterious date highlighted on the calendar, you find yourself in for a bit of a surprise. Why is he so flustered? To make matters even more interesting, does it has something to do with your unofficially-adopted daughter, America?

July 19th. It was a date circled and marked with two large exclamation marks on the calendar in bright red ink. You had asked your husband what the occasion was, though he claimed he didn’t remember with a quick shrug. It wasn’t an anniversary or a birthday. You were sure about that, at least. Those were marked in your personal calendar and Stephen never forgot most of the time.

When you first met your husband, the two of you had bumped into each other at the Columbia student library. You were both graduate students at the time. You were pursuing a Master’s in children’s education. For Stephen, it was his MD and PhD. There were numerous times that day you heard about his photographic memory. You weren’t sure who he was trying to impress then: you or his over-inflated ego.

That’s what made the entire situation so odd. Years ago, this man never forgot a single day of his life. Now here he was claiming not to remember a calendar event he added on without a doubt. What was it that he wasn’t telling you?

“Stephen,” you called around the Sanctum. You were sure he was still inside; he wasn’t due to visit Kamar-Taj until later this afternoon. Wong had made the decision to ban your husband from the area on the days America was scheduled for training. You couldn’t help but laugh at the memory of Stephen’s dejected face that day.

“I just want to make sure she’s doing alright,” he had argued. “She was having trouble with Astral Projection last week-”

“She is fine, Stephen.” The current Sorcerer Supreme rolled his eyes. “Everyone who starts training in the Mystic Arts has an adjustment period. You should understand, given your experience.”

“That’s exactly why I need to be there to help her-”

“No.”

There was a low hum of acknowledgement as the man of the hour came out of the library with a giant leatherbound book in hand. “What’s going on, sweetheart?” he asked, half-distracted by the ancient text.

“What’s really happening on the nineteenth?” You leaned against the doorframe to lock his appearance within your core memories. He looked more like a dad than anything in his oversized Columbia sweatshirt and sweatpants. It did things to you, needless to say. The Cloak of Levitation fluttered when it heard your voice. Obviously, the article of clothing knew what was going on, but couldn’t speak up.

“Uh, it was something really important,” your husband couldn’t get rid of the tinge of mystery present in his tone. Much to his chagrin, you had already latched on and began deducing a variety of guesses. “Honey…you’re doing it again.”

“Doing what?” you asked, still distracted by your observations.

“The thing where you try to figure out if I’m lying.”

You stepped back. “Oh, uh, sorry.” It always freaked Stephen out when you would try to tell a person’s life story in merely moments of knowing them. He often joked that you were in the wrong field, stating the police were always hiring. “What…what even did you say it was again?”

Your husband hesitated, clearly in an internal battle with himself. At first, he thought about coming up with some kind of excuse. Then he remembered you would never buy it. "Do you promise not to tell?" he asked begrudgingly. When you gave a quick nod, Stephen sighed and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket. He handed it to you before letting his hand become distracted by the spell book in his possession.

GREENWICH JUNIOR HIGH INVITES YOU. . . TO THE FATHER-DAUGHTER DANCE. TICKETS ARE ON A FIRST-COME, FIRST SERVED, SO MAKE SURE TO RESERVE YOUR PLACE TODAY. PURCHASE THEM FOR $15 EACH AT THE OFFICE.

Your heart swelled for a moment as you read and re-read the short message over again. On top of her training at the Sanctum, both you and Stephen thought it would be a good idea to enroll America into the local high school. She deserved to have a real school experience. At first, your husband was against it (which you had a sneaking suspicion had something to do with the local spider-man), but he eventually gave in. Being a multidimensional traveler at such a young age meant she really had no true home. America needed to interact with people, she needed the education to succeed in the future.

Upon seeing the invitation, you couldn’t help but giggle. “You want to go to a father-daughter dance?” you asked between snorts, magic still present in your body.

Your husband shifted from his seat facing you to staring at the wall. “I didn’t say that.”

“You’re a horrible liar,” you stated plainly.

“Now that's just rude to point out.” Stephen waggled a shaky index finger at you before nervously turning his attention back to the ancient text.

A laugh bounced against the hallway. “We're married, Stephen,” you replied as you lifted your left hand into view. “It's part of the expectations. I’m only telling the truth.”

There was a sparkle of light as your engagement ring and wedding band created a kaleidoscope of rainbows throughout the room. The settings were simple, but you loved them regardless because Stephen had them made specially for you. Quite literally, in fact, as he had used the sacred spells of Alara to create the jewelry himself. After the two of you returned from being Blipped, you had decided to not to waste anymore time when life could be so short. You had thought it was the start of the craziest adventure the two of you ever faced, which was saying something after you had dissolved into dust for five years in order to save the world from a purple-faced genocidal maniac. Unfortunately, the universe had something much crazier in store for you in the form of a multiverse-traveling teenager with a plucky attitude and a jean jacket.

Your husband grunted in annoyance at your confession, although you could see the faintest hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He knew that he was a horrible liar, but he also knew how to push your buttons.

“Stephen,” you chided, lifting up additional paper attached to the invitation. “You already purchased the tickets. You’re too far gone at this point.”

“I didn’t want her to worry about the money,” he responded dejectedly. “She didn’t say anything about it, so I thought maybe she forgot, too…”

You walked over and ran a thumb against his cheek. Your eyes searched his before you pressed a kiss to his lips after a moment. “I knew it.”

Stephen raised an eyebrow in question.

“You, Stephen Strange, are just one big old softie.”

Your husband was not amused by the observation. “Stop that,” he said in a flat voice. “I love you, but you can be a pain in my ass sometimes. Do you know that?”

You simply shook your head fondly at the sorcerer before you. “Anything you say, teddy bear.”

“Don’t start doing that.” Stephen flicked his hands and the ancient textbook he was reading vanished back into the library. He brushed past you for only a moment before moving to pace in front of the fireplace.

“Aw, why not?” you teased. “You’re soft just like one.”

“Because I’m anxious and you’re not helping matters by teasing me.”

You reached out to rub his forearm as an act of comfort. “Why are you anxious? What could possibly go wrong giving a teenager a ticket to the dance?” That definitely didn’t come out right.

Stephen shot you a look before he continued his pacing. “Everything. I don't know if she'd even want me to be there.” It surprised you how nervous Stephen was about the entire prospect of going to a dance with America. As long as you had known the doctor-turned-sorcerer, he had always made his stance on children quite clear: he didn’t want any.

Then after the events of the Latina’s appearance, his demeanor started to change. There was a more caring and compassionate side to Stephen that you had rarely seen outside of special moments you’d manage to steal with him.He did his best to oversee her learning at the rebuilt Kamar-Taj. He offered advice when she struggled, providing a gruff, “well done,” at the end of every session.

“Well, has she even asked you about it?” The silence you received in return spoke volumes. So he hadn’t brought the subject up to her or vice versa. That would make sense, come to think about it, as you couldn’t recall hearing about such an event. “Do you want her to?”

There was another period of silence before a timid, “yes,” escaped Stephen’s throat.

Your heart practically melted in your chest like ice cream on a swelteringly hot summer day. “God, I swear I fall in love with you more and more every day,” you admitted before you kissed him again.

Stephen hummed in agreement as his arms wrapped around your waist.

“So when are you going to ask her?” you asked with a voice that was clearly muffled by the fabric of his sweatshirt.

“I... don't know,” he admitted again. “I don't even know if she's interested in going. Last week she was talking about how stupid school events were-”

“Probably because she never had these experiences before and is overwhelmed by it all! God, Stephen, give her some time to adjust!” You loved your husband, you really did. But sometimes he could be a real idiot. “Stephen, relax. What is the worst that could happen in this situation?”

“She rejects me.”

Leave it to Stephen Strange to list the most obvious and frustrating conversation in the history of the world. “Okay? It doesn’t mean she hates you.”

“But what if she does?” your husband had begun to wear holes into the main floor of the Sanctum Sanctorum. Since you didn’t need a surprise visit from one of the other sorcerers in the building during this time of stress, you walked over and held his arms from a short distance.

“Stephen, look at me.”

The man in front of you avoided your gaze as long as possible before his blue-green eyes flickered over yours. “What?” he asked half-heartedly.

“You need to relax,” you gently ran your hands up and down his arms. The Cloak around his shoulders fluttered in agreement, causing you to smile.

“I can’t relax,” Stephen argued. “I don’t relax.”

A smug smile flittered against your lips. “I can think of a few times you’ve been able to relax.” God, flirting really wasn’t your strong suit, was it? “How about this: if you ask her and she says no, I'll help you relax.”

The response was instantaneous: “Deal.”

You led him over to the sofa by the fireplace, hand clasped tightly in his. After the two of you sat down, you gave his hand a gentle squeeze and pressed a kiss to his lips. “You know,” you said with a lower voice, “even if she says yes- and you're good- maybe I'll help you relax then, too.”

Stephen smirked in return. “I like that, too.” You sat in silence for a moment, staring at the crackling fire in front of you. “It’s just,” he started to admit, “if I ask her, I don’t want to seem like I’m not . . .”

“Like you’re not…what?” you gently pressed as he hesitated.

Your husband sighed dejectedly. “...cool.”

You couldn’t help another laugh. This time, it stemmed from your midsection in a loud, obnoxious tone. “Oh, oh god-” you got out between chortles.

“Nice to know that brings you joy, honey.”

“Stephen,” you wiped a few stray tears that had sprung to your eyes. “Honey, you’re a frickin superhero. You’re a wizard-”

“Sorcerer.”

“Sorcerer, right. You can summon magic at will, you saved her life when other versions of you had ultimately tried to kill her.” You crossed your arms against your chest. “I would say that makes you pretty damn cool. So grow a pair and just ask her, why don’t you?”

Just as your husband was about to retort, you were interrupted by the distraction of orange sparks in the living room. It took a few minutes before a clear circular portal made an appearance, revealing the young traveler lugging a backpack on her shoulder. It was one of the first times America had been able to use her sling ring. You glanced at Stephen, who looked more than impressed by her progress, to see if you should celebrate the milestone. Given the fact she made a beeline to the kitchen, the two of you figured it was best to let it go.

“What,” you tried to joke, “did Wong not feed you?”

“Nope.” America’s voice carried in from the kitchen across the hall. There was a clanging of glass jars and bottles as she navigated her way through the fridge. “Do we have any pizza left?”

“Top shelf on the left,” Stephen called back in a bored tone. Somehow in the process of the chaos, he had summoned his ancient textbook. That man had a stress-reading habit. The sight caused you to shake your head in frustration and groan as you fell into his lap. “. . .do you mind?” your husband asked while he looked down at you in amusement.

“Thanks!” A few moments later, the young student made her way back into the living room, juice box and pizza in hand with a few bites taken out of it. She flopped into the armchair across from the sofa, relishing in the taste of her cold Italian treat. Upon noticing your position, she waved the slice of pizza between you and Stephen. “What’s going on with you two?”

“Nothing,” Stephen was quick to respond as you said, “adult things.”

The child wrinkled her nose and narrowed her eyes ever-so-slightly as she leaned forward. She was analyzing you both, a habit she had unfortunately picked up from you. You could feel Stephen twitch underneath your form. He was clearly afraid that America was about to determine his plans for the dance. After a minute long stare down, the young girl leaned back in the chair and took another bite of pizza. “Just don't do it in the laundry room. Again.”

A coughing fit wreaked havoc on your throat as you felt yourself choke on spit. The look on Stephen’s face showed he was equally surprised. “We- we were just grabbing detergent,” you responded, clearly flustered.

“You were not reaching for the cabinets,” the teenager across from you said with a shake of her head. “You were reaching for his-”

“All right!” Stephen drew out the syllables and snapped his book shut, causing you to flinch and sit up.

“She’s growing up too fast, Stephen,” you said with a dramatic gasp. “She’s going to college tomorrow, getting married next week. We’ll be empty nesters by the end of the month. Quick, give me another baby.”

Your husband merely shook his head at you. “Sometimes I wonder why I married you,” he admitted.

“Because you fell for my immaculate beauty and quick-witted charm.”

“Yeah. . .I’m sure that’s it.” Stephen smirked at you, which was replaced with confused annoyance by the sound of America’s juice box being emptied.

You gaped at him. “Rude!”

“That’s just honesty, darling.” He held up a shaky hand to reveal his ring, clearly mocking your earlier gesture.

“Why you little-” you started but sighed and pinched the bridge of your nose. “Forget it. How were your lessons today, America?”

The teenager shrugged. “Boring. We learned how to turn elements into useful objects, so that was cool, I guess.”

You nodded. “How about school? Anything interesting coming up?”

“Uh,” America took the opportunity to squint up at the ceiling. “There is this dance coming up.”

“Oh, really?” you hoped your excitement wasn’t too obvious. You could see Stephen stiffen in your peripheral vision. “That sounds fun.”

“Yeah,” America nodded slowly, fingers absentmindedly toying with the sling ring on her opposite hand. “It’s a father-daughter dance, though. All the other girls are going. Even Tasha, who’s dad is like, never around. I’m pretty sure he’s cheating on her mom with his secretary.”

“Really?” You not-so-subtly nudged Stephen’s leg with yours.

Taking the hint, Stephen cleared his throat. “Uh, America,” he started. “I, uh, I know you don’t have your moms here right…right now. And I, uh, I know I can’t replace them- not that I’m trying to at all! I just, uh, wanted you to know that if…uh, if you did want to go to the dance…” He shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “I would be more than happy to take you. Now, I know I’m not your dad-”

“You. . .you would do that?” America’s voice was small and quiet. You had never heard her sound like this before. Ever since she had crossed paths with Stephen, America had been anything but quiet.

“Yes,” Stephen said with a sincere nod. “Of course.”

America’s voice cracked as she asked the next question. The poor girl looked to be on the verge of tears. “W-why?”

Your husband cleared his throat again. “Um, well,” he tilted his head toward her, “America, I know. . .I know what it’s like to feel like you’ve lost your family – to think that you’re entirely alone. But I also know what it’s like to find another family, to let yourself be loved and to love others.” His hand snaked its way over to intertwine with your own. “I just don’t want you to feel like you’re alone, America, because you’re not. You have me, Wong, all of us here at the Sanctum.”

By the time Stephen had finished with his little speech, you felt yourself getting a little misty-eyed. Being open and vulnerable was never something Stephen was known for. It was truly something to hear him express himself, especially with someone so young. You really did find yourself falling further and further in love with the dark haired man next to you.

Without another word, America got up and launched herself into Stephen’s arms. You watched with a small, sad smile as she shook in the hug. Her lips were moving, but you couldn’t hear what she was saying. You gave them their space, scooting to the other edge of the sofa. A few moments later, America stepped away from her mentor and beamed. “I guess I need to find something to wear,” she remarked.

“Oh, I can help you with that!” you volunteered. “I have a few things in my closet you might like. Why don’t you head upstairs and we can go find something? I’ll be right there.”

The offer appeared to please the young girl as she all but skipped up the stairs. When you turned back to your husband, you noticed he had a grin plastered against his face that was fit to beat the band. “What’s up with you?” you asked with a smile. “What did she say?”

Stephen looked at you proudly before he kissed you with a bit of passion. As you broke apart, he leaned his forehead against yours and whispered, “she said, ‘thanks, dad.’”

“Aw, look at you smiling,” you teased. “I told you; you’re a great big softie.”

“Oh, stop it,” Stephen said firmly, but his eyes were playful. “Or else.”

“Or else what?”

“Or else I’ll kiss you senseless.”

“Oh no, the horror of being appreciated by my husband,” you giggled.

Stephen raised an eyebrow. “Keep this up and I’ll do more than just kiss you senseless,” he spoke before kissing you again.

“Mm, do you promise?” Your heart swelled three sizes as you got up and took the Sanctum stairs two at a time. Stephen was right. There would be times that you felt alone, but it was important to remember everyone in your life that did care. For you, it was your husband and unofficial young ward. The three of you made the most chaotic (and sarcastic) little family, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Author's Note: Oh my god, this now has to be my favorite fic that I have ever written. I enjoyed putting this together SO much. Shoutout to my friend mischief-and-mercy on AO3 for helping me out with some of the dialogue in the fic. It was meant to be a super short fic, but it kind of got away from me...again.

To ohsobeautifullyobsessed, I blame and thank you for setting my brain on this path. I accept this as a headcanon and love Parent!Stephen with all of my heart. I meant to get this out for you yesterday, but life got in the way. Hope you enjoyed it :D

I will get back to my other requests as soon as possible. I do have another fic scheduled to be posted on June 1st. It has to do with Stephen and a certain prideful month... so stay tuned, little sparks!

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