#Yandere doctor strange

[yanderes-galore]

Romantic yandere concept for Stephen Strange from the MCU, please? Thank you! :>

Okay! It's been awhile since I've seen Doctor Strange's movies so I utilized the wiki to help me out. Hope you enjoy :)

This is me letting brainrot run wild with random HCs, no real plot exists.

Yandere! Stephen Strange Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Trauma, Overprotective behavior, Manipulation, Isolation/Kidnapping, Fear of loss, Paranoia, Stalking, Slight jealousy, Dubious/Forced relationship.

Strange used to be a very selfish and egotistical man, yet overtime he improves to be quite the hero.

I imagine he'd be a very powerful yandere.

Strange would want to make sure you're kept safe as he's scared of loss due to his past trauma.

His fear of loss is what drives his yandere behavior.

It makes him controlling and paranoid.

He is also shown to be emotional at times and doesn't want to hurt others.

Strange is a pacifist and tries not to hurt or kill others.

However, he is one to go to great lengths to protect you.

He's willing to break his morals to do what he feels is right and would be a yandere hard to get away from.

He'd never want to hurt you and would feel bad if he did.

Strange may be a yandere who's jealous at times but tries not to show it.

Yet you can tell by the stern look in his eyes he's annoyed.

Speaking of being annoyed, Strange would definitely express frustration if others kept trying to be close to you or you kept ignoring/fighting him.

This concept is less about how you met and more how he acts.

Strange would definitely be one to keep you with him in the New York Sanctum.

It's there where he feels it's the safest to keep you.

Strange would struggle with telling you why he's scared about your safety.

He won't tell you until later on in his "perceived relationship" that he'll confide in you with his worries.

In the start of his obsession he would allow you to be your own person.

Strange is able to check in on you anywhere and that's how he often visits.

With one simple portal he can check to make sure you're okay, it eases his fears.

Using portals keeps him at bay for the most part.

You most likely see Strange as a friend and hero.

You probably often visit him at the Sanctum to chat.

Strange is always happy to see you... he may not even think his feelings are romantic until later on.

That or he fears the fact they may be romantic.

Strange is one of the Marvel yanderes that would probably keep his darling the safest.

If you're in danger it takes one call and he's opening a portal and dragging you through.

Sometimes you don't even have to call... he just seems to know. (He's stalking you through portals)

Strange is indeed controlling at times.

Even before he moves you to the Sanctum he still feels like he should have a say in what you do.

It often causes arguments and Strange tries to give you space.

Strange used to not be caring... but when he meets you, he is.

I imagine this would be because he meets you sometime after the first movie.

When he meets up with you he'll offer you your favorite drink and tries to be accommodating and affectionate.

For the most part he isn't violent due to his wish to stay a pacifist.

Strange wouldn't "kidnap" you... at first.

Yet if you were in danger and about to be hurt or injured... Strange feels that's okay to use fatal force.

He'll try to make it quick though as he holds no joy in doing it.

At first he'd try to convince you that the Sanctum is the safest place for you.

It's when you refuse that Strange feels he may have to be more forceful to keep you safe.

The idea of losing you and failing to save you is his biggest fear.

You can tell it affects him as sometimes he'll sit and pull you into his lap... only to not let go.

It almost seems like he's shaking.

You are probably the most precious person to him.

He'd give up everything to keep you safe and beside him.

Each kiss and touch is passionate... he apologizes deeply if he hurts you with what he does.

He knows you may be unhappy stuck in the Sanctum.

Yet he always tries to be near you, he may even take you on dates around the world with his portals.

Strange wants you to know he cares.

He does what he does because he loves you.

Every sacrifice is just to keep you both safe if not happy.

Strange is happy he's become a more selfless person when he met you.

He feels he's changed for the better, that he's happy to be your hero and guardian.

However... in ways he's still selfish.

He's determined that he's the one for you.

Strange doesn't think you'll be happier with anyone else.

Why wouldn't you be happy with him?

He understands he used to be a bad person.

Yet now... isn't he better?

He can protect you and the universe.

Could anyone else do that as well as he can?

Strange would isolate you.

Deep down he's still selfish enough to be possessive of the one he loves.

He already keeps you locked away in the Sanctum, of course he doesn't like others around you.

Strange is like this due to trauma, both from childhood and maybe even due to Thanos if this takes place after that time.

This is what makes him controlling and overly protective.

Strange would rather go through anything else but losing you.

If he lost you like he did his sister, mentor, and friends... he may not handle it.

As a result he prefers to prevent such a reality from ever happening.

Anytime he sees you he reassures you it's the only way to keep you alive and happy.

He kisses your lips and skin while holding you... telling you how much he loves you.

Yet you never seem to be happy due to the lack of freedom.

If you tried to escape he can track you down with ease before dragging you back.

Strange is dedicated and determined to fulfill his goals.

If he feels this is the right way to keep you unharmed...

He's going to stubbornly stick to it until he kicks the bucket.

#yandere marvel #yandere mcu #yandere stephen strange #yandere doctor strange

[thornsinmycrown]

STAY SOFT

DARK!DOCTOR STRANGE x AFAB!READER

warning(s): [ MDNI +18 ] no use of y/n, afab!reader, use of petnames (hon/honey) eventual smut, 18+ dark content, yandere dynamics, minors do not interact. word count: 2.9k

summary: years have been passing by, years where nothing seemed to be fortunate for Doctor Stephen Strange on his quest for greatness that until one day he realizes the key of happiness was always presented in front of him, you.

CHAPTER ONE.

You were accompanying each other through the corridor, both doctors heading to their interview. The cameras were ready to capture your smiles as you talked about the miraculously successful procedure, with the new technique that the neurosurgeon had co-created in conjunction with you, the recently transferred back doctor on duty, after, saving the life of one of your patients.

"Ready for the interview, hon?" asked the neurosurgeon, visibly excited.

"It depends," you answered with your iced coffee in hand, "what exactly are we talking about?" you questioned, remembering one of many professional conversations where you had been slowly silenced by Stephen's eccentricities.

"Well, we're talking about the patient," he assured you with a relaxed smile, "how I intervened…"

"We intervened," you corrected, mid-sip without even being bothered. From a man like Strange you could expect anything.

"Of course, that's what I meant," he brushed it off, "we're a great team."

You raised an eyebrow with a half smile hiding behind your coffee so, you wouldn't laugh outright in Stephen's face with your bitter sarcasm.

"Oh, really?".

But, sometimes, you just couldn't help it.

"Yeah. I am the best neurosurgeon in the world, you are the best psychiatrist, we complement each other perfectly, don't you think?" he flirted. Again.

Ever since you had met Stephen Strange, you realized that his world revolved around three things: he, himself and him. Since Stephen Strange had met you, his world began to revolve around four things: He, himself, him and you.

"It's true, we know so much about each other," you completed, a subtle sarcastic tone that passed for friendly, drawing a goofy smile from the doctor. "Truth or Dare?" You decided to play around a bit before the interview.

"I love a challenge," Stephen bragged, winking at you playfully. You looked to the front and rolled her eyes before saying the dare.

"I dare you to tell me what my master's degree is," you said, placing yourself in the corner of the sofa by the door as an old habit in your office.

Stephen stopped short, adjusting his cell phone on the coffee table's surface, he really didn't expect that to be the dare, but he knew he wasn't going to win, pretending not to understand was not an option since he wasn't stupid: he could feel your petty aura, who, in a desperate attempt for him to leave you alone, agreed to listen to his cynicism.

"Of course I know, it's…something that starts with 'gers'?" His tone revealed the lack of attention he gave to his partner, the same one that soon narrowed her eyes in an almost accusatory way.

"Amazing that with your eidetic memory, you can't recall a single title easily in casual chat," you accused, taking a last sip from your coffee canister before setting it down on the small table across them.

The office was full of cables and high lights in the background that gave the place an overly saturated aspect, for Stephen it was like rediscovering that his natural habitat could be even more glamorous, cornered by a camera and reporters waiting to write down his every word, as if the truths off the universe came out of his lips, the sensation of having been born for it raised his ego to Olympus.

For you, however, it was as if you had been paid to swallow hot lava so you took another sip of your icy drink, you knew you wasn't tiny compared to anyone, but to talk about your work the way the neurosurgeon does and with the intention in which he pronounced each word of honor, it caused your belly to roll over. You only hoped that Stephen would not believe himself the Hand of God or say something out of place on camera that could later cause his own declive; Although knowing him, he would find his way out to be free of problems in the end.

"I don't give much importance to titles," he chuckled lightly, feigning a humility that on rare occasions he denoted in certain spaces, something that made her correspond with a lopsided smile.

"It's not what you told your assistant yesterday when he called you 'Steve' and not 'doctor,'" you remarked, knowing that he would ignore your title if it represented a risk to his own.

He looked around to check who was listening to the conversation, slightly uncomfortable with the idea of causing a misconception of his usually prefabricated charming and talented persona, adverse to the generally apathic and arrogant self he usually ought to be on his quotidian agenda.

No one was paying them the attention he believed they deserved, although now it was a fortune to their insignificant argument.

"Well, 'Steve' is for family, my assistant is my employee", he lied, he dismissed the topic lowly, whoever heard him would see it was somewhat normal, a simple correction. But you didn't.

You saw that gleam in his eyes, you didn't know what it was or how to call it, yet there it was somehow making you shiver, too detatched to be simple wording, too straight to mean further relevance. He was displeased, you always noticed, at your inconvenient comments related to whatever he did or say — and he did like it too.

Perhaps that's why he was so fond of you and as much as you were an obnoxious partner to work with at times, you were never unwanted for him. Women kneel voluntarily just to have a touch of, at the very least, the hem of his leather belt, batting bambi eyelashes and leaving purposeful red lipstick stains in the collar of his shirts; When somebody says "yes" so many times, one can easily be draw to the person that dares to say no.

"Got it!", you crossed your legs in the small sofa, humming lowly and by the time Stephen's ears peered this sound, you were already on your machiavelic deed, "Steve's ready for the interview and so am I, where's 'hair and make-up' by the way? He kinda needs it".

And everyone laughed. A harmless laugh that Stephen had to mimic while he glared at you with disapproving eyes. Very few things really made him angry: traffic, calls from operators to change phone lines, incompetent people assisting him in the operating room, or being assigned patients with less serious problems than the ones that led him to the interview he was about to give, but his name was the top of the list.

It fragmented his ego, name badges and business cards elegantly decorated with off-white backgrounds, spent thousands of dollars so that his name always appeared in full never misspelled capital letters, now reduced by you to a bland nickname for any average white American man who eats hot dogs at every sunday baseball game in which his son stays on the bench, he was not the avarage man and he knew it — or at least had an idea of it.

He could never dispise you, how to dispise you? He just wished that for once you could see how great of a man he could actually be if you gave him that chance, but any advance you had dismissed with fervour. And now here he was, laughing with you, pretending he liked your jokes and wasn't pissed just to attract you, to appear as a likeable man and maybe, others saw that too.

They probably believed you made the eccentric and artificial Doctor Strange a more humane being in the end, that your friendship gave him the piece of humble cake he needed, a mere mistake. You had the vision of a therapist and, like a detective, could sense all the cowebs of his tricks, the amateur process of a conquest poorly planned.

The interview went on anyhow, some laughs and comments about procedures that seemed to falsely fascinate the interviewer who batted her eyelashes as if she was mopping the air, Stephen using terms and long words he made sure no one would understand to impress the viewers and you, spreading awareness of regular check-ups. Everything was marching good until the interviewer saw something between you two, something she knew would definitely sell the story further.

"It must have been very easy for you to work together," unsuspected for you where the conversation was going, your smile still looked genuine for the crimson mischievous grin who was in front of you "how long have you been working together?" to you it seemed a normal, common co-workers question.

"I guess... Since always?" You shrugged, trying to evoke in your mind since when did you considered working with him a logical idea, and you looked for Stephen's eyes subconsciously.

"I can't really remember" he scratched the back of his head, smoothing out his hair to not ruin his perfect hairstyle and what it appeared to be a sheepish smile slowly formed on his lips, "we met many years ago, though she looks like no day has passed" he complimented you, and you silently nodded in thankfulness.

He gave you a plain smile, he was used to you not complimenting him back, so it didn't felt awkward, he always expected it, thinking of himself of a poor hopeless romantic every time, like a puppy waiting for his owner to pull the leash, it almost seemed to be as if you were hiding something.

The perfect excuse for a reporter hungry for gossip.

"You look like you're very close indeed", she casually threw, "what is your relationship like outside of work?", by this point, you should have started to guess this wasn't going to be concerning to work anymore.

To be honest, you were excited too, as much as you wanted to be skeptical and keep yourself grounded or tell the doctor beside you not to get too comfy at the idea of being a celebrity, you were going to be on T.V; Everyone would know you were part of the creation of a procedure capable of giving anyone the chance to retrieve their motor skills to a level where they could have a normal life again. It consumed you to a degree you didn't fathom until now.

"I think we have a good connection outside work, he's open to share ideas, he adapts to situations and also has a great talent", by the way he was smiling back at you, you could say he was enjoying the praise rain, not often between the two of you on your end specifically, "one of the best on his field".

"If not, the best" he quickly interrupted, a light laugh erupting from his lips. "If you allow me saying," and Stephen would never miss a chance to publicly show you he was your number one fanatic, "she's fantastic to work with, she brings details and perspectives in a very unique way, as much as I would like to admit it, there are things I can't quite grasp without her" he laughed again, more loosely even, charming and attentive to his co-worker's reactions.

"Would you describe it as intimate, then?" It was intentional, the innuendo on her words was clear, and it was just rising.

"Sorry, what?", you scratched your ear gently, your brows narrowed significantly and you hoped you had mistaken the clear double intention behind her words.

"Yes! Your relationship" she promptly casted the mood to put a name to what you had — wrong names.

» "At first glance, one could say you are very close to each other. You compliment yourselves fine" her gaze was serious, she wasn't teasing to spite, she was doing it to sell a love story.

And it didn't place into your mind of how good could it be to have a column on one of those shallow magazines, where they share tips to style their old skinny jeans better or lose weight with five easy steps, on how two professionally accomplished doctors saved the world with their brains and their love.

"Well, if we look like we are close to each other, it's because we are" Stephen, not so oblivious to the route of the conversation, couldn't let himself waste time "I mean, we spend most of our days together" he shrugged, acting as natural as possible.

"Because of work" you ended quickly.

Due to the way the interviewer arched a brow, you could notice she wasn't happy with the way words were being phrased, and she had to dig in more dominantly.

"Sure, but, you know—" she licked her lips.

"Know what?" you didn't exactly spat back, that wasn't how the usual confrontation went with you.

You were always on the rational side of things, the one that decides if it's worth it to continue an argument or not, between blacks and whites you always tried to be the gray.

"Two young attractive people spending so many hours together, and you seem to hold a lot of chemistry" your smile slowly faded into a thin line, that was the moment Stephen knew something was wrong, "how would you describe your relationship?"

Despite his usual playful self, he decided to step on and set the boundaries you always spoke about, because he would never do something to displease you, specially not if you saw so directly what his intentions could be, he had to be smart and play crosswords with his speech.

He gave you a side eye to check on you, you shared a brief glance and that was all he needed to attempt to better things up for you without loosing style.

"We're more of a partnership than anything," he admitted this time with more sincerity as he noticed your displeased reaction, he would never do you mad in a way that could make himself look bad in front of anyone, " I do, and say with the utmost respect, that I consider her an equal in what our fields concern" he really tried to make it better.

"That means you've never blurred those professional lines before?" it was the quizzical brow, the stupid smirk, everything seemed to be set up to make your brains bolt.

You sighed deeply, your right hand rubbing your forehead with your eyes closed, you scratched one of your brows with your thumb and before you could open your mouth, he was answering again.

"If we put it like that", you gave him a side eye, "we have", and now you were fully looking at him with wide eyes trying to decipher what was he up to.

"Let me clarify this to you ma'am" you held your finger up, "Doctor Stephen Strange and I are not involved in any kind of paraprofessional relationship nor will be", you anxiously replied to his words before he screwed up the interview completely.

Now he gave you a dirty look. Your words were respectful, it was your tone though, the disgusted facial expression you did that made him want to ask everyone in the room to leave and spank you.

"Except we're very good friends" he clarified as well, the journalist looked at you both with curiosity, "we studied together, we work together, she knows all my ex-girlfriends, we are friends. If what you want to know is if we ever had sex the answer is no".

You felt your face heat up, embarrassment filling your lungs as you held your breath. You would have loved to say it in a more subtle way, however with Stephen there wasn't any subtlety. You nodded and licked your now dry lips, his tone had been almost severe, determinant enough to put the interviewer and the cameraman uncomfortable to not do more spicy question again.

Your sixth sense warned you of his eyes on you, burning holes in your skin hoping to see through you the same way you did he. And the next times he searched for your eyes between questions as the interview went on, he would look at you tenderly, enamoured even, to purposefully set the seed of doubt on people if the no-sex part was cut from the final material. He wouldn't leave it at that, you wouldn't be the one that got away.

For as long as he had to wait.

author's note: after some months into hiatus, i've decided to put this blog in good use and post some drafts I had. This is planned to be a short series so, if it's well recieved, I'll keep updating parts.

#dark content #dark!fic #doctor strange #stephen strange #dark!doctor strange x reader #dark doctor strange x reader #dark!doctor strange #yandere!doctor strange x reader #yandere!doctor strange #yandere doctor strange #dark doctor strange #fay writes

[ambermation]

Platonic! Yandere! Strange Supreme x Reader Headcanons

Heyyyy! So I’ve been working on requests whenever I can, and while it is fun to write again, I do struggle with getting burnt out. So, I figured why not make some headcanons in the meantime?

I’m working on a Yandere!Doc Ock x Reader rn! It’s a request and I’m loving it, but not loving the time it’s taking lmao so stay tuned!

General Headcanons:

This may be a platonic relationship, but don’t think for even a second that this man won’t dote on you for anything and everything.

I’m serious. This man is as loving platonically as he is romantically.

He kinda acts like an overbearing, overprotective parent/guardian. Except 1000% worse (or better! Depends how you view it)

If you’re just a normal, regular ‘ol human, then he’s gonna think you’re absolutely helpless and need him to guide, protect, and care for you. Hell, even if you’re an expert in martial arts, he’ll still think this.

Develops some kind of morning and night routine for you, including what time you should wake up, eat, bathe, etc. And of course how you should spend time with him. That’s a guarantee with these schedules

Babies you 100%. You are his little baby and you can’t change that. You get a paper cut? He’ll act like your arm got cut off, and after he’s done cursing at the paper, he’ll use whatever spells needed to make you feel 10x better than before that nasty bit of tree corpse decided to hurt you.

Speaking of him using magic, Stephen loves to impress you with his vast knowledge of sorcery, especially if, again, you’re just an average human. He frequently uses spells to amaze you, make your eyes grow wide with wonder. He also loves it when you’re impressed with him using magic to heal you, how could he not? His little darling is amazed!!!

Stephen will lecture you for what, to normal people, are minor things or aren’t a actually issues at all. Things such as having some alone time because how could you do that, what if something happened, what if somebody hurt you? Or if you decide you want to do something different from the planned routine, because do you not appreciate his efforts? He just wants to make sure you’re safe and happy, don’t you know he does this because he loves you? Is his love not enough?

Going off of the last point, if Stephen thinks you went too far with disobeying him/disregarding things he’s done for you, he’ll conjure a special cell for you to stay in. There’s no windows, no doors, just a little block of a room. It’s basically a padded cell. He’ll give you your food via portals but won’t really interact with you in any way besides that.

Once he becomes calmer, but still angry, he’ll step into the room and hand you your food that way, but instead of leaving he’ll just stand there. Menacingly. Watching you eat. Never blinking once. That wouldn’t be so bad, if it weren’t for the fact that his stare is like being pierced by a million icicles… yeah I think absorbing all those creatures might’ve had a hand in that…

Then, when Stephen’s anger almost completely dissipates he starts giving off “disappointed dad” vibes. Primarily the “I’m not mad I’m just disappointed” vibe. He’ll take you out of the padded cell and all, but he’ll always carry this sadness when interacting with you in any way. Yes this man is guilt-tripping you 100000000%

Once Stephen’s over this little incident, he’ll go back to doting on you like you’re the only person in the multiverse (even if you technically are, if you two are stuck in Stephen’s bubble of a universe). After all, he loves you, and does want the best for you, but only if you listen to him, because he knows best. He’s here, with you, for a reason. Heaven knows how you managed to survive for so long without the Sorcerer Supreme to care for you. It’s still love, just a very twisted type of love.

#dr strange #yandere #supreme doctor strange #supreme strange #what if doctor strange #marvel #x reader #stephen strange x platonic!reader #platonic #platonic reader #yandere doctor strange

[mykinkyyandere]

Please Remember

AO3

Pairings: Yandere/Dark! Stephen Strange X f!Reader X Yandere/Dark! Loki

Summary: Stephen casts a spell to save the universe but no one remembers you. You two made a promise to each other but Stephen breaks your heart so much. Your whole life changes that day.

Warnings: Angst, yandere, dark, hurt reader, broken bones, bleeding, kidnapped reader, pregnant reader, pregnancy, manipulation, making changes in mind, lying, obsession, possession, fight

Stephen's spell fixed everything, but there was just one problem. He didn't remember you like the rest of the world. As if you had disappeared from this world. You blamed yourself for your mistakes, but you did what you thought was right. Although it came with great costs.

He refused to cast the spell and said he wanted to remember the love of his life. He said he couldn't live without you, he couldn't imagine a life where he would forget you. But you put your hands on his cheeks and said he had no other choice. He told you to come back to him no matter what, and you promised. "I will find you and I will not leave you alone until you remember me."

He told you how much he loved you before he cast the spell. Tears washed his cheeks as he looked at you one last time. Now you were here. You run to find Stephen and your heart beat like crazy. When you got to The Sanctum Sanctorum, you stopped and pressed your trembling hands to your chest before knocking on the door. "Please remember me."

The moment you reached out to knock, it opened by itself. You walked in slowly and looked around. It was dark and quiet. You stood where you were and waited for him to appear. "Hello?" You stood there for about five minutes. Why wasn't he saying anything, not showing himself? There was no chance of the doors being accidentally opened. "Doctor Stephen Strange?" Your voice was sad and your fear was reflected.

"Who is it?" His deep voice echoed around. You couldn't understand which direction it came from.

"I... would you believe me if I told you?" Tears gathered in your eyes and your voice trembled. He could tell you were about to cry.

He waited a moment before answering. His voice was less menacing this time. "Let's see."

You never thought it would be so hard to say your name. Never in your life had your throat been choked and frightened by saying your name. You were afraid of his answer. "Does this name mean anything to you?" Your voice was trembling so much. Tears were running down your cheeks.

"No. Who are you?" His certain answer and emotionless tone broke your heart. You tried so hard not to burst into sobs. It's normal that he doesn't remember, it's normal... Remind him of yourself. That's what you're here for.

You took a deep breath and tried not to cry. "I..., I'm..." Why was it so hard to tell you were his girlfriend? How much he loved you, how much he promised to never leave you, that he wants to marry you... You wanted to tell him everything so he could remember his great love for you.

"Listen, I have higher duties."

"No, no, no, please. Please remember me." You brusted into sobs. "I was your girlfriend but I screwed everything up. You cast a spell to save the universes and now no one remembers me. I'm erased from the world but I don't care because all I want is you. I promised you, I wouldn't leave you alone until you remember me. Please Stephen, you promised me you'd remember me."

Doors opened instantly. "Out."

This. This broke your heart.

"But-" He pushed your body out with a kind of force. "No, please!"

"The fans are getting out of control."

—

The rest of your day passed like hell and next day you tried again. He didn't let you in but you spoke through the door. "I swear, Stephen. I swear I'm not lying. I'm so sorry for causing all this. Please remember me. You promised me."

He must have been annoyed that you kept talking in front of the door because you find yourself in the air. His stern voice was eveywhere. "Get out!"

Next day you tried again but away from his door. "Please, at least let me see you. I missed you so much."

You tried again. "I promised you so I'm not going anywhere."

Again, again and again. No respond. You never stopped going there and begging, not knowing whether he was listening, whether he was there.

But one day, you saw him when you were wandering sadly to the places he loved.

He was with a woman next to him, sitting in your favorite place and laughing. Your stomach hurt as Stephen moaned at her voice and lained down to kiss her. "Christine." Then he kneeled down and offered something. A ring. "Marry me."

You burst into sobs as your whole body began to tremble. Thinking of nothing, you ran towards them and pushed Stephen in the chest. Oh, he wasn't pleased to see you. You ruined his special moment. "How could you do this to me? You promised me, you said you wanted to marry me."

You screamed and pushed Christine. And as soon as you did, you found yourself jumping forward before you could do anything else. He shouted back at you, using his magic and you fell hard to the ground. You hit your head and your body hurt so much, you were sure some of your bones were broken. He came towards you. Grabbed your neck and lifted you, totally mad. "Stay away from her, you sick little girl."

Your vision blurred. You saw Stephen's hateful eyes before you fainted. When you woke up you were still there. You were hurt and couldn't stand up. You burst into sobs again as everything rushed through your mind one by one. You couldn't believe he did this to you. He hurt you for another woman. He threw you, not caring whether your bones were broken or not. He squeezed your neck cruelly, your neck that he was afraid of hurting even while kissing. Even if you slammed your arm on the door, he got very worried and knelt down in front of you to examine. But today, he left you there with your broken leg and cracked arms. And your head was bleeding. He nearly killed you. He wanted to kill you.

You cried so hard. From the pain of your body and the pain of your heart. You beg for someone to come out and save you from this hell. Soon you felt so tired and cold. It was dark and no one was around. You closed your eyes and let yourself fall asleep, but you felt someone's fingers on your cheek.

—

Two years have passed. It's been two years since Loki found you and took you to Asgard. He healed your wounds, took care of you like a princess. He listened to your cries, hugging you. He said over and over that it was for your own good and insisted that you stay with him, temporarily, of course. You asked him if he remembers you, and he said he didn't know you before anyway. He had heard your poor soul and grieved cries. At first you wanted to go, you wanted to see Stephen. But he said how he brutally beat you. He left you in pain and went into the arms of that woman.

He left you there, he wanted you to be dead.

I will help you, look how much I care about you.

Loki has been very helpful to you. He provided more than enough of the emotional support you needed. You had everything you wanted, he called you princess and everyone respected you. He has adorned you with green jewels and amazing quality green fabrics. He kissed your hand and showed you around. You took his arm and rested your head on him. Everyone looked at you and whispered. Your life in Asgard was perfect. Loki was perfect. He was the perfect man.

Over time you stopped thinking about Stephen. You even got annoyed when you think about him. You weren't filled with love, you were filled with disgust. But when you thought about Loki, you felt butterflies in you. You held his hands as he looked at you with that heartwarming smile and caressed your cheek. He said he loves you. And now you loved him too.

The times that followed were even more incredible than you could have imagined. It was like you were living in a perfect dream, or in a paradise. Prince and Princess live happily ever after. Loki was always there for you, he told you how much he loved you, he was very interested in everything you did. What do you like, who do you talk to, where are you going, what are you planning... He wanted to know everything about you. You could tell that he was uncomfortable when you talk with someone, but he always said he wanted you to only himself. And they weren't your match, they weren't allowed to talk you. You felt his possessive vibe. He wasn't like this before, or you just didn't notice.

You couldn't forget his reaction when you asked about his brother Thor. Enraged, he questioned why you were wondering about him. He spoke like he was obsessed. He thought you were interested in Thor, and then he even thought you wanted to see Stephen again through Thor. You said you couldn't believe him, why he was acting like this, and you cried. He immediately hugged you and apologized multiple times. He said that he loved you so much, so much that most of the time he was just out of his mind.

He said he finally has you and doesn't want to lose you.

Finally? He knew you since that day. When you asked what he meant, he didn't say anything and took you to the garden. "You will be my queen, my princess."

—

Stephen has been happy with his wife for the past two years. They even had a child and were living a happy life. But the attack at the end of the second year ruined everything. While all the heroes were trying to block the attack with all their might, Stephen realized that he had to cast one of his strong spells that he hadn't done before. He didn't know this unusual spell could be so stong to even bring back his erased memories.

He remembered how much he loved you. He was possessive of you so much that sometimes you were afraid of him and wanted to run away. He loved you so much that you thought it was unhealthy. But he cast little spells to clear your sweet mind of these silly thoughts.

He remembered that he wanted to choose you, even if it meant destroying the entire universe. But you and his optimistic personality made him choose otherwise. Now he remembered how he turned you down, how he kicked you out while you were begging him without giving up.

How he broke your heart, the day he proposed Christine to marry him, ruthlessly threw you and choked your delicate neck. He remembered your cries.

He left you there all in pain. He wanted to kill you. Who knows how much he hurt you, who knows how scared and hurt you were.

Having regained all his memories of you, he stopped the spell and looked around in terror. How could he do this to you? How could he hurt that fragile and vulnerable body of yours so mercilessly? He didn't care about the world, he cast a spell to look for you, but he couldn't sense you anywhere. Two long years. Oh, he wanted and missed you so desperately...

He was filled with great anger and hatred towards Christine and their child. How did he choose her over you, they even had a child. He gave all his love to an unworthy woman and her child while you suffered for two years. You suffered because of them, but mostly because of him.

He cast such a great spell that it engulfed all universes. To feel your presence, to know that you were still alive. But Loki, the great Asgardian Magician, felt his spell. He blocked it but Stephen already sensed you.

—

You were married to Loki. He took very good care of you, even excessively. Especially when your belly was round. Your pregnancy has had a huge impact on both of you. It made Loki pretty wild while making you much more emotional and needy. He didn't let anyone near you, he made you stay in your chambers and gave you whatever you wanted. You were so beautiful with that delicate, pregnant little body.

He was so aggressive and so possessive. Sometimes you were afraid of him, you felt like he was trapping you. You felt there was more, but you couldn't remember. When you thought about Loki, only good thoughts was on your mind. All you know was the need to be with him. And your love for him. Unaware of what Loki was up to, you lay in your comfy bed and closed your eyes.

Stephen tried many times to reach you. There wasn't a second he didn't think about you. He divorced Christine and left the child with her. He didn't care how much her heart was broken, or that child. He was disgusted with them. He hurt you because of them. They weren't his family! He only wanted you. And with a grin on his face, Loki went to Midgard to watch poor Stephen's attempts. He wasn't a hero anymore, ready to destroy the whole universe just to bring you back.

"You try so hard, don't you?" Loki's arrogant voice echoed on the dark walls. Stephen had gone to a magical secret place to study dangerous and dark magic, but it wasn't secret to Loki. He knew how Stephen had ruined himself to find you. He became so... dark.

"Loki." Stephen tied him up with glowing ropes and flew to him, but Loki just laughed. "If you feel comfortable, I may remain tied, it's okay."

"Where is she?" His body was surrounded by various creatures and his voice was mixed. Loki didn't know he went this crazy. Stephen hit him over and over and asked about you. Loki took great pleasure in his helplessness. The Sorcerer Supreme Doctor Stephen Strange desperately seeks answers.

Loki easily freed himself from him. He shouted loudly and opened his arms. "She's mine!"

Stephen attacked him with the most devastating powers he ever had. But Loki was powerful, too. No matter how hard they fought, there was no winner. "You hurt her." He pushed Stephen to the ground. "She was in great pain when I found her."

As Stephen's body turned into his original self, he stared at Loki with tears quickly forming in his eyes. Your screams and cries never left his ears. He hated himself for what he did to you.

"You don't deserve her. What do you think will happen when you find her? You think she'll run straight into your arms?" He laughed and picked up his stunned body and threw it somewhere else. He didn't respond to Loki and let him throw him here and there. He deserved all kinds of pain that could happen to him.

"You ruined her. Now she doesn't love you anymore. She hates you, she's afraid of you."

Stephen flew towards Loki and pushed him into the wall. "Where is she?"

Loki sent him into another wall. Jealousy showed in his voice as he spoke through his teeth. "She's with me."

"No!" Stephen cast fire-like spells from his hands and mouth, causing the whole place start to fall. The walls were crumbling, the whole place was being buried.

"Destroy this place all you want, but she's mine. She's married to me and pregnant with my heir." Loki shouted, proud.

Stephen stopped looked at Loki in shock. His heart tightened, he couldn't believe it. Were you married to Loki? Were you... pregnant? He remembered the days when he wanted to marry you. He would hold your belly and kiss it, imagining one day you would be round with his child. But now you were pregnant with his child. In his bedroom, you needed him, you loved him and you moaned his name.

Tears streamed down his cheeks as he turned his head from Loki and looked down. He had ruined everything. He had lost you.

But he would take you back, even if it cost the whole universe.

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[marveloustimestwo]

Hi! May I ask for Yan! Wanda Maximoff and Yan! Doctor Strange having the same s/o, greetings ^^

Hello! Thank you for the request, dear!

Warnings: Yandere themes, talk of Stephen and Wanda fighting, takes place in a situation where Reader has been kidnapped

It would take a very uneasy alliance for them to ever share a darling.

Both of them are very powerful beings, and when it comes to you, they're also unstable.

What pushes them into sharing you in the first place is the very real threat of them killing each other before either of them can slip away with you for good.

Stephen, while powerful and resourceful in his own right, knows it's only a matter of time before Wanda loses her patience and actually kills him.

But as I mentioned, he's resourceful. When he knows he can't kill Wanda with brute strength, Stephen will resort to hiding you away in several different places while he figures out other methods of containing or killing Wanda.

And all Wanda really wants is you. She needs you. Her own sanity depends on you being safe and with her.

Yes, she hates Strange for the fact that he keeps taking you away from her, and she'd be happy to kill him for it, but she does know that Stephen wouldn't hurt you.

It would take a while of fighting for them to come to an agreement. Both Stephen and Wanda are tired. Both recognize the risks if they were to continue, so they start to talk.

And therein lies your doom.

If they had continued to fight, at least you knew that you would get only one of them in the end.

Wanda would be oh so smothering, but at least she wouldn't hurt you in any way. Rather, you would only have to fear for the lives of others if they ever tried to take you away.

And Stephen, whose coldness is often also your saving grace. While the isolation can be lonely, and he might take things away as a punishment, he wouldn't force overwhelming amounts of love onto you.

Unfortunately for you, though, now that they've come to an agreement, you get the best of both worlds!

It's a rocky relationship, especially in the beginning.

If you're more of a defiant darling, Stephen and Wanda often argued on how to punish you for fighting or trying to run.

Wanda hates the idea of isolating you, which is Stephen's go-to, and she also doesn't like the idea of taking away your bed in extreme circumstances.

And Stephen isn't as delusional as Wanda. He's not going to blame others for you acting out. While he might make them disappear for trying to take you away, he'll still want to deal with the problem at its source.

How they dealt with your fighting was one of the bigger things they clashed on. As time goes on, though, they came to an agreement.

While Stephen won't isolate you anymore, things you use for entertainment will be taken away.

Wanda is free to be her usual overbearing and loving self, and you won't have anything to distract yourself from it.

A TV? Disabled until further notice. You don't need to see what's on there anyway.

Books are out of reach. Stephen has a way of making them seem to disappear, despite how many of them reside in your isolated home.

Absolutely no phone, either. There are too many ways for you to request help, and they can't have that while you're acting so ill-mannered.

Eventually, these two can work really well together. They'll never be much more than tentative friends, though, united in the common goal of keeping you safe and loved.

And so long as you behave, things can be a paradise for you.

#yandere #yandere marvel #yandere mcu #yandere stephen strange #yandere doctor strange #yandere wanda maximoff #yandere scarlet witch

[thescarletwitchsapprentice]

Imagine: You, a student at Kamar Taj, catch the attention of an unlikely person for a particular reason. (Yandere!Stephen Strange/Yandere!Doctor Strange x autistic!ADHD!fem!reader)

*Not my GIF

(CW: Heterosexuality, slightly-big but legal age gap, magic violence, the dove isn’t dead. it’s only slightly injured, death threats but from the reader, executive dysfunctioning)

Author’s Note: This idea just came to me on a whim. So....I don’t know too much about Doctor Strange or Christine, but I saw MoM....six times. I decided I wanna expand my horizons maybe a little. 

Reader is 18+. Also Strange is autistic because fuck Benefit Cucumber for what he said about us autistic people.

You feel like you’re falling behind.

Even with all of your practice, you’re behind a lot of the other students because it’s not being taught in a way you understand. Even with Wong’s extra tutoring sessions, it’s still difficult to understand.

So you dive into as many books as possible, even breaking into Wong’s study, trying to understand the science behind it. Before you know it, you’ve made a whole-ass mind map and somehow end up hyperfixating on the multiverse. By the time you look up from your other mind map, it’s past midnight, you’re hungry, thirsty, and have to use the bathroom. 

As you attend to your needs, a certain sorcerer happens to pass by what you’re working on, but stops when he sees how extensive your research is. 

“This doesn’t look like Wong’s handwriting....” he ponders.

When you come back, you come to a halt and gasp. Strange looks up.

“Oh shit!” you exclaim. “I’m-I’m sorry, I....I know I’m not supposed to be in here, but....I’m just.....I--”

“You’re trying to understand the magic you’re struggling with,” he finishes.

You nod.

“Yeah....how did you--?”

“I’ve seen you struggle during lessons.....I suggest slowing down and focusing.”

“Already tried that, genius,” you scoff. “But ADHD and autism can be bitches sometimes.”

Strange studies your work some more.

“This is.....extensive,” he comments. “Have you been working on these all day?”

You nod.

“I’ve been trying to figure out if there’s some sort of formula or technique or science behind magic and how I can apply it to my studies, but then I got sidetracked when I saw a passage in a book about the multiverse, so I got caught on studying that. Did you know that there’s a theory that dreams are essentially ways to look into the lives of our multiversal selves? If that’s true, then there’s a universe somewhere where I’m the Sorcerer Supreme. However apparently some people aren’t able to dream because there’s only one version of them throughout the entire multiverse, so they have no multiversal selves to look at. One of these books mentioned that this is common in those who have the power to travel across the multiverse, which is very rare. I feel like I’m getting close to something huge, but I’m not sure what it--”

You realize you’ve been blathering on and stop yourself.

“Sorry, I--I tend to get carried away when talking about things I’m passionate about,” you apologize sheepishly.

“No, it’s....it’s fine,” Strange says, seemingly a bit dazed as he looks at you. “Listen, I won’t tell Wong you were in here, on the condition that you come with me to the Sanctum tomorrow.”

“Why would I go with you?” you ask bluntly.

“Because I have more books that you can read that may help your research.”

This catches your attention and you nod.

“Okay, I’m in.”

“Meet me by the entrance tomorrow morning at 7 am,” he tells you.

You nod and head off to bed. As Strange teleports the research to the Sanctum, he can’t help but think back to how passionate you were discussing the multiverse. It almost reminds him of....

“Christine,” he says in a low voice.

Yes....you remind him of Christine. But she’s married now, and in every other universe, it seems him and Christine are destined to fail as a couple. So if he can’t have her......

His mind begins to form a plan.

==========================================

You wake up and head out to the entrance to Kamar-Taj as soon as possible. When you arrive, you see that Strange is waiting there.

“What about the research?” you pant.

“I teleported it to the Sanctum,” he answers before opening an orange portal. 

The two of you step inside into the Sanctum. While you take it all in, Strange sets up a few last minute things. 

“C’mon,” he says after a few moments. “I’ve got the study all set up for you.”

He takes you upstairs to a study and you’re blown away by the sheer number of books in it. 

“Is....is this really all for me to study?” you ask.

He nods.

“Go wild,” he says, indicating to the desk with your research on it and a pile of books to get you started.

Excitedly you rush over and dive right in, losing track of time. What feels like only a few minutes turns into twelve hours. The moonlight shines in the window of the study; that’s when you notice how musty it it. 

Going over to the window, you try to open it, but it shocks you with a sort-of orange magic. Yelping, you jump back and begin to worry. 

You rush over to the study door and find that it’s open. The hallways are quiet, so you sneak over to the stairs. You try to go down it, but find that you’re thrown back once again by orange magic. Then you attempt to portal out, but realize that your sling ring is missing. Your heart pounds wildly. You rush around the upper floor, desperately seeking a way out, but everything is blocked with orange magic.

“What the hell is going on?!” you whimper.

“Are you finished already?” a familiar voice asks behind you.

Yelping, you whirl around to see Dr. Strange and you breathe a sigh of relief. 

“Thank God. Strange, you need to help me. I’m trapped on the upper floor by this weird orange magic--”

Suddenly you stop as the memory of teleporting to the Sanctum resurfaces to the front of your mind.

“Orange magic....” you whisper.

“Is something wrong, (Y/N)?” he asks, stepping forward. 

You step back, realizing what’s going on.

“Strange, please....” you pant. “I dunno why you’ve trapped me here, but you have to let me go.”

“Why would I?” His voice sounds sinister, making your blood run cold. “Why would I when you’re so thorough about research that you’ve found answers to questions that sorcerers have been asking for centuries....Christine Palmer?”

“Wha....? That’s....that’s not my name--”

“Are you sure? Because you remind me so very much of her.”

Your heart is racing, and not in the good way.

“Wong won’t let this slide, you know,” you threaten. “He’ll get suspicious when I stop showing up to lessons and then you’ll be exposed.”

“I’ve already taken care of that,” he says casually. “I told him that I’m taking you under my wing for studies at the Sanctum.”

“....I-I’ll...I’ll...” You’re losing footing.

“You’ll what, Christine?” he asks. 

Anger seethes through you.

“I’ll kill you!” 

You lunge towards him, but suddenly find yourself levitating in the air, making you cry out.

“....I wouldn’t try that if I were you, Christine.”

He keeps you in the air as he walks you away from the stairs while you cry out, begging for him to let you go. He brings you into a grand bedroom and sets you down on the bed before putting a forcefield around you.

“Since you’re so insistent about running away from your future,” he tells you. “I’m going to make sure that you know where you belong in the present, Christine.....with me. Now get some sleep. I need you awake tomorrow for more of your research.”

He shuts your door, and you soon hear the click of a lock and see the doors glowing orange. Your heart sinks as you realize the truth.

Your fate is sealed.....

#yandere doctor strange #yandere doctor strange x autistic reader #doctor stephen strange #doctor strange #yandere marvel #yandere avengers #marvel #avengers

[shallyouobeyme]

Dream

Yandere!/Dark!Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch x reader

Summary: Left alone with nightmares and pictures of your loved ones dying when you close your eyes, you're trying your best to leave the woman you had secretly loved and who had turned into an evil witch and died behind you, but maybe - just maybe - she doesn't want to let you...

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT Warning: Dark content, mentions of previous murders, MoM Spoilers(?), Blood (Mentioned), Yandere, _This is all just fiction, I do not condone this!

Bea: Okay, so this is loosely based on a scene from a fanfiction I abandoned when I was like 15. It was honestly a giant cringe-fest, but this one scene never left my mind for long so I decided to recycle it into something my current messed-up self will enjoy. This is also day one of my writetober so check it out. Enjoy.

Falling asleep had become a chore for you. Every time you closed your eyes you saw death. Either the death of Pietro back in Sokovia, the death of Vision and of so many other Avengers. Rrecently the death of the only person you had ever truly loved had joined the list. Wanda was gone and a part of you knew that it was better this way, that everything she had done to Stephen, to the people of the other universe, after what she had tried to do to America, you were well aware that she hadn’t been the woman you’d secretly been in love with for years now anymore. But that part was frighteningly tiny. Most of you still felt agonizing grief. You had decided to stay with Stephen and America, after all, they were the only ones who had been with you when you had seen that other universe. The only one on your trip that you had been sad to leave behind. A universe where you and Wanda had been happy together. In love. Married.

A universe that you had wished for for many years. One that Wanda destroyed in her attempt to get to America. You had seen with your own eyes how she had taken ahold of that Universes Wanda and ripped the heart right out of your universe-equivalent chest when she tried to talk some sense into who she thought to be her wive. That was probably the death that hunted you the most. Not because you had seen yourself die, but because you had realized then and there that this woman wasn’t Wanda anymore, that this woman was the Scarlet Witch and that she seemingly had no emotions left for the friendship you had once shared. America had known immediately what you were thinking because she took your hand and shook her head as if to tell you that it Wanda anymore, that it wasn’t Wanda who was trying to - who actually kind of had killed you. This understanding only increased when you finally opened up to her about your feelings for the witch, she encouraged Stephen to let you stay with them and did her very best to cheer you up every single day to get you to crawl out of the dark hole you had found yourself stuck in.

That doesn’t help with the sleeping issue though. Lately, you had resorted to letting Wong put a light sleeping spell on you that would keep you from experiencing any dream-like state and basically made you just fall asleep and immediately wake up about six hours later. Which is why you were especially confused when you woke up in a sunflower field. You immediately knew that you must be dreaming because this wasn’t just some random sunflower field, as you looked around you could see the little cabin beside a lake, the mountain range opposite it and the tree with the swing. Obviously, there were some biological reasons why this couldn’t exist in real life, but the more obvious factor was that you had seen this from a different perspective a hundred times. Every single time you had walked into your room in the Compley you had seen this landscape on your wall. Wanda and you had been lazily hanging out in your room one weekend back when everything was still okay (or as okay as it had ever been) when you had told her that you had been thinking of painting something on the wall to make the space more personal and she had immediately loved the idea. Two days (and 500$ of Tony’s money) later there was a definitely amature made, but exceptionally beautiful in your eyes with Wanda and your name intertwined in the corner. You had joked that one day you’d live in a cabin there and the people in the town nearby would think the two of you were an old married couple. Just that you hadn’t really joked, you had hoped. You had dreamt of it often back in the day, but ever since Thanos, it had turned into a nightmare sooner or later, the flowers rotting, the cabin burning, the lake filling with blood, etc. This is why you were doing your best to try and wake yourself up again, not mentally stable enough to live through another nightmare like that. Just that none of the tactics were working. You had to try something else, or at least you were planning to do so, but when you stood up to look around, suddenly something changed. You looked down at yourself where before there was your pyjamas, but now there was the exact outfit you had worn on a night out years ago before you had known Wanda and Vision had a thing going on where you had planned to confess your feelings to her but had chickened out. “Hello, Darling,” a voice called out from behind you. A voice you’d recognize anywhere. You turned around and saw her. She looked exactly as you remember, wearing that beautiful maroon dress that she had already worn that night. For a second it was like nothing had ever happened, but then reality caught up to you. This was a dream. She was dead.

Since you knew that this had to be a dream you tried to use whatever lucid dreaming tips you had heard in your life and clenched your eyes shut, repeating “This is all a Dream” again and again. “Love-” you hadn’t heard her coming closer, obviously, it was a dream no logic had to apply, but the hand that cupped your cheeks still startled you, “-please look at me.” Against all reasoning you obliged her and when you looked into her beautiful eyes you couldn’t help but want to kiss her, just to have one last sweet memory of her left. As if reading your mind she leaned forward and put her lips on yours. She pulled you towards her and stole your breath. You were melting into her and it felt so, so, very real that the fact that all of it was a dream became hazy. At least until you saw her kissing Vision in your head in what seemed to be a last-ditch attempt of your brain to make you wake up. You pulled away and shook your head frantically. “No, no, this isn’t right, you’re with vision, just because I love you doesn’t mean you love me too… Or loved me, I guess because you’re dead, I saw it-” “You’re wrong.” “-with my own eyes. You died and you didn’t love me.” “Princessa, you’re wrong,” Wanda raised her voice slightly and you turned to her automatically. “I saw you die, Wanda, you’re dead.” “That’s not the thing you’re wrong about,” she sighed and came closer to you again, you wanted to step back, but found yourself unable to. It was like your feet were cemented onto the earth below you, “I might have died, but I loved you, I always did, I just didn’t realize until I saw that woman in that parallel universe, their version of me married to their version of you, living the life I wanted, not only having my children but also the spouse of my dreams. It wasn’t vision, vision was what I thought I deserved because you were always so pure, so fantastic, too good for me. But that fake-me made me realize that it’s not about what I deserve, it’s about what you need, you need someone to properly love and protect you. You need me, so how fortunate that you love me already.” Not quite able to process what she was saying you tried your waking-up tactics again before this turned even more nightmarish. You were distracted though when Wanda took you into a dancing position, putting your head against her and your body suddenly started dancing in sync with her without any input of your own. “Too bad that Stephen was already after me, I knew that he wouldn’t let me keep you safe in peace. He was a threat. But he would stop as soon as he thought he’d been victorious. He had to think I died and so I did. For a while at least-” you would have grown stiff in shock and fear if your body had still been listening to you, instead, you kept slightly swinging through the flower field with Wanda, “-It cost me a lot of Magic, but it was worth it. I’ll recover and then I’ll be able to get you into an actual little cabin at a lake, just like we always talked about, until then I’ll still be able to be with you in your dreams, where it’s just us two. Maybe we can start on making you actually believe that I love you, hmm, once we manage that we can move on to helping you accept me as your protector, okay? For now, I’ll just keep the bad dreams away, just you and me and the sunflowers.” Your body stopped swinging and even though you felt the control returning to your limbs you wouldn’t be able to do anything, frozen in shock. Wanda kissed you one more time before you suddenly shot up in bed, drenched in cold sweat. It took you a few minutes to calm down your heart from the excessive fear that was still lingering. You decided not to go back to sleep and made a note to ask Wong if he had an idea why his spell didn’t work as you made your way into the library where you assumed Stephen was wasting the night away over books, trying to ignore the fact that you could still feel the kiss on your lip, feel the stiffness in your joints that you had only ever felt in the afterwards of Wanda controlling you and the fact that you still felt her presence in your subconscious.

#WAnda maximoff #scarlet witch #wanda maximov x reader #wanda x reader #scarlet witch x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #dark!wanda maximoff x reader #dark!wanda x reader #dark!scarlet witch #yandere marvel #marvel #marvel x reader #doctor strange #america chavez #yandere fiction #writetober #horror #tw: death #tw: yandere #x you

[moiravim]

Overprotective

Overprotective!Dad!Stephen Strange x GN!teen!yn

Platonic!America Chavez x GN!teen!YN

summary: living with Steven Strange as your dad

Stephen was always extremely overprotective of you. He would let you have fun but he'd always be by your side.

He'd do anything to keep you happy but sometimes he didn't know what you needed. He'd shower you in gifts and try to spend as much time with you as possible, but often got held up at work.

That was until he had gotten in a car accident and could no longer work in the hospital. He was heartbroken but stayed strong around you.

When he started working in the Sanctum Sanctorum he became much happier and started healing. He'd spend hours every day with you. He loves teaching you everything he knows.

During the events of Infinity War he made you stay at home. He was worried you'd get hurt and decided it was the best option.

When he got back after the blip he became even more protective. He had realized how easy it is to loose people and he can't loose you.

He never leaves your side unless he's doing something he believes is dangerous. Then he'll make you stay with Wong and on rare occasions Christine.

When you meet America the two of you immediately become friends. It was nice for you to finally be around someone your age.

He'd let the two of you go out by yourselves but don't think he's against grounding you if you get into trouble.

Stephen takes your safety very seriously and won't let you out yourself at risk.

#marvel x reader #marvel #marvel x teen!reader #yandere marvel #overprotective stephen strange #stephen strange x yn #doctor stephen strange #stephen strange x reader #stephen strange #dad Stephen Strange #Stephen Strange x teen!reader #platonic avengers

[lizziesblueberries]

She’s yours now

Paring: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!reader

Word count: 3,402

Warnings: Mommy Kink, magic cock, dark!Wanda, mommy Wanda, g!p Wanda, breeding kink, cock warming, belly bulge, bottom!reader, but like reader is on top for once, so I guess power bottom! Wanda?, yandere Wanda, yandere reader?, pregnant reader barely, somnophilia, it’s all consensual, possessive Wanda, possessive reader, smut, praise, Minors DNI 18+

Summary: Fourth part to the, “She’s in your mind” series. It’s just straight smut, and takes place after “Your body is hers”.

Part 3

In an interesting turn of events, you were the one to wake up first. You opened your eyes to see that you were in your bed at home, and a Sokovian witch, lay beside you. She was laying on her side facing you and her arm was draped over your waist. Soft breaths left her parted mouth and her face looked almost tense, as if even in her sleep, she was feeling uneasy or upset. You kept your head turned towards her and watched her, you thought about what happened yesterday, and what it meant for the future with her. She had told you that you were pregnant, and with twins no less, you had never really thought about having kids, always moving around too much in life, and you never really had anyone to love enough to want to start a family with.

Wanda changed things though, you did love her, and while you were a little upset that she didn’t tell you, or even asked for your permission, it hadn’t felt forced, she had done nothing but make you feel safe and loved, and you vividly remembered how good it felt that night to be with her. In a way, she did warn you, and you could understand her eagerness to have a family with you, as you said yourself before all of this started, a mother’s love was no joke. And she was a mother, a very determined mother, but a mother with nothing but love as her motive.

Besides, as you faced Wanda in bed, and took in all the beauty in front of you, you couldn’t help but think how cute your kids would be. You and Wanda, and your children, a family. It sounded really nice, and the feelings of anger started to leave you as you looked at Wanda further and thought of your soon to be family and life together. These feelings then turned to excitement, and even gratefulness. And god dammit you wanted her babies now. A wave of heat and longing rushed over you, and you moved yourself closer to Wanda, you pecked her forehead, and pushed her body to lay on her back. Images of that night came into your mind and motivated you more to gently move yourself over Wanda. She was still asleep and you wanted to keep her that way as you lowered yourself down to her waist.

You moved your hands down to her hips and slowly pulled her sweatpants down and off her, surprised that she still hadn’t woken, but nonetheless smiled in satisfaction that she felt safe enough to sleep in your presence and not be alert to little things and movements. She must be very tired now that you thought of it, always looking after you, taking care of all your needs and more. You felt that you should take care of her this time.

Looking down, you fought back a whimper at the sight of Wanda, you leaned down closer to her core and at the smell of her, your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Not being able to hold yourself back, you laid your hands on her thighs to slightly part her for you, and slowly pressed your mouth against her. Closing your eyes, you licked gentle strokes up her pussy until you could tell she was wet for you. You looked back up to Wanda as you head her moan, yet she was still asleep, so you continued your appreciation of tasting Wanda, keeping your eyes locked on her face.

Wanda was starting to squirm in her sleep, letting out pretty little sounds that had you addicted to pulling out more from her. She tasted addicting, and looked so heavenly even in her sleep. Wanting to drag out more from her, you moved your tongue down lower and entered her. This, did give you more, because soon after, you heard her gasp awake, her cunt clenched around your tongue and you moaned into her at the feeling of her walls sucking you in. Wanda’s hands quickly moved to your hair before she could even realize what was happening, and she looked down at you when she did.

“Oh baby, fuck!” She said in surprise and ecstasy. “What- ohh, mhmm.” You cut her off, her sentence turning into a moan as you slid two fingers inside her. Your mouth moving up to her clit, you began to suck on it, waiting for her to catch her bearings as you continued to pump your fingers into her. Her fingers gripped your hair tighter and pulled you closer into her, smooth thighs clamped around your head, trapping you between them to keep you there. Not that you were ever going to stop, you’d happily die from suffocating between her thighs. Her eyes were lidded, but she kept them on you as you ate her out, you could tell she was getting close from the way she could barely keep them open and her moans getting louder.

“Baby don’t stop, keep going right there. You’re doing so well for mommy. Look at you-god-you’re such a good girl for me.” She moaned out. You groaned into her at those words, the fact that she was coherent and still making sure to praise you whilst being eaten out, made you even more ravenous.

“Move your fingers faster baby. Curl them, yes, just like that, oh, you’re doing such a good job making mommy feel good.” She said, as she moved her hand to cradle the back of your head, pressing you harder into her. Doing as she said you moved your fingers harder into her, and curled them just right, sucking on her clit, and watched as she threw her had back, arching into you as she finally came. She let out a long moan, holding you against her as she released into your mouth, you did your best to clean every drop of her, feeling prideful in making her feel so good.

Wanda finally released your head and let her legs relax to the sides of you, and you crawled your way up to her. Her hands wrapping around your back to pull you up to her as she caught her breath. You kissed her neck and worked your way up to her mouth, she hummed as you both kissed, a small smile forming on her mouth.

“Well, I’m not sure what started all of that, but I take it you’re not mad at me?” She asked, after you pulled back. You both looked at each other, just examining one another as you came up with an answer.

“I’ll admit, I was mad Wanda. You can’t just go getting people pregnant without their permission.” You said, and her head dropped at your words, her face holding guilt at making you upset. Your heart hurt a little at the sight. “But, I think we both have come to the realization that we’re not regular people, and that while you love me, I am also in love with you. I had to think about this a bit, but honestly Wanda, I’m incredibly honored and ecstatic to have your children, and I’m not that mad anymore. How could I be, when the outcome of that night is us starting a family. I wouldn’t want that with anyone else, but you.” The smile that appeared on Wanda’s face, after your little speech, made you satisfied with your choice of words and for forgiving her.

“I’m so glad. The last thing I want to do is make you unhappy, and I’m sorry for not asking you first and making sure you were ok with it. I will make sure to ask next time, you mean the world to me and so do our boys.” She said. You were sitting in her lap and she pulled you into her, her face tucking into your neck as you both held each other. You both breathed each other in, as the remaining doubts and worries washed away from your talk.

While you had this little heartfelt moment, that didn’t stop your body however, from letting Wanda know it was effected, by recent erotic events. Your face flushed as you both felt your arousal drip onto Wanda’s lap from between your legs. Wanda’s hands moved and rubbed down your back, she let out a little chuckle into your neck, feeling your whole body heat up, and listened to the frenzied thoughts running through your head.

“That’s right, you must be feeling so achy right now hmm? Tell mommy, what started all of this in the first place? Not that I’m complaining, waking up to my girl pleasing me so well, but I certainly didn’t expect it.” Her hands continued to rub your back in a soothing manner as she said this, mouthing the words into your neck. You relaxed into her hold, her voice coaxing you into warm fuzzy state.

“Just wanted to make you feel good, is all. You take care of me all the time, I wanted to do the same.” You said quietly.

“My sweet girl, there is no need for that, you just let me take care of you, mommy is just happy to have you. Making you happy, makes me happy.” Wanda purred.

“Well maybe, I’m just happy to have you too.” You whispered in her ear, and Wanda gripped you tighter to her.

“You do, babygirl. I’m all yours.” She breathed out. A wave of possessiveness came over you, and you grabbed her face to bring your mouths together and share a very heated and love filled kiss. You let her take dominance over the kiss as she moved her hands down to your hips, and you had to pull away from her mouth to gasp for air, as she made you grind down on her thigh. “You’re so wet for me angel, you’ve waited so patiently for mommy. This poor little pussy has just been dripping for my cock this whole time hasn’t it? You think I didn’t notice how much you loved being filled by me? Be honest, its not just us starting a family that has you accepting your pregnancy, you just love to have your hole stuffed full with mommy’s cum, isn’t that right?” She moved your hips harder against her thigh, as she said this, and you moaned at how right she was, how hot the imagery of her words made you feel.

“Fuck, yes!” you yelped out, as she smacked your ass, not satisfied with your silence.

“That’s not how my good girl is supposed to talk, you shouldn’t be using such bad words, but I’ll let it slide since you made mommy feel so good. Now that we’ve established how you really feel, would my sweet girl like her reward?” Wanda waved her hand, her magic taking away both of your clothes, and as you slid your hips against hers, you felt a bulge there and looked down. You core clenched at the sight of her fake cock, and your thighs closed around her waist from the desire to feel her inside you. Lithe fingers took your chin and tilted your head back up to look at her.

Wanda’s eyes were pools of endless love and desire, the green in them nearly non existent as she looked at you. You stopped all movement just to look at her, trapped in her gaze, she looked very serious, her hand moving to cup your jaw.

“Sit up for me darling. I want you to tell me if you’re uncomfortable with anything or if something hurts, do you understand?” She asked with a calm tone. You knew she was being serious, and your heart fluttered at the concern and cautiousness she gave you.

“Yes, Wanda.” You nodded, making sure she knew you were ok.

“Good girl.”she praised, then moved your hips down to hers, her length aligned perfectly as she sunk you down onto her. You lost all breath as she filled you completely, she was bigger than last time, you could tell from the stretch you felt. You couldn’t take your eyes off her as she did this though, too entranced by the absolute hunger and darkness in her eyes as she looked at you, filled you. You didn’t know what to do, at the moment you were so overwhelmed.

“Breathe angel, breathe. That’s it, there you go, I know it’s so big, but you’re doing so well, taking all of me whole.” Wanda whispered. She caressed your hips, trying to relax you. It was working as you took deep breaths. She pressed kisses against your neck and chest, and you felt her patience and softness relaxing you even further. You started to grind a little on her, feeling her more and getting used to the stretch of her until you started to feel pleasure deep in your core. Wanda took a deep breathe at this, and moved her hands to your ass to move you onto her more.

“You’re ready, that’s good, so good baby. Now move, show mommy how much you want her.”she moaned. You slowly started to increase your grinding until you started to move up and down on her. The feeling turning from slight pain, into hot bolts of pleasure deep in your gut. Wanda let out a whimper and you looked at her, Wanda’s lips were parted, eyes closed, and brow slightly furrowed as she adjusted to the new pace. You suddenly remembered how much you wanted to please her, to show her how much you wanted her. So you pushed on her chest, falling down with her as her back hit the bed, her eyes flashed open in surprise from the movement, your hands now over her breasts as you leaned down to take on into your mouth. She let out a gasp from the sensation of your mouth taking in one of her nipples and her other nipple was getting rolled between your fingers.

“Oh what a good girl, that feels so good. Mommy loves it when you play with her breasts, you do such a good job using that pretty little mouth of yours, keep going baby, my baby.” Wanda spoke in such a nurturing tone, you would have thought she was simply talking to a baby, if it wasn’t for the slight waver in her voice. This only enthused you more, and you decided to try using a little teeth. This was a great discovery on your end because soon after, Wanda jerked her hips up into you and arched her back, letting out a groan from the harsher contact.

You smirked a little, happy from that reaction, and continued to move against Wanda while leaving little bites on her chest. Wanda’s hands moved to grab your hair, but you quickly moved to take her hands in yours instead. She looked at you with curiosity, as you merely clasped your fingers together and moved them above her head. You mouth still on her breast as you looked at her coyly. She went to say something, mouth opening to speak, but all that came out was a strangled moan as you rose your hips up and slammed back down onto her, interrupting any previous thoughts before that.

“You said to show you how much I want you mommy, well I’m showing you.” You said. You quickly moved up and down on Wanda’s cock, the magic warming you from the inside, your hands grasped each other above her head as you moved your mouth up her neck to leave even more bites. Wanda just threw her head back, giving you more room to mark her and moan in her ear as your thrusts grew faster, more sloppy. The little connection you had in your heart with her, gave you a sense that she was close to coming, her magic warmed you as your hearts beat rapidly in-sync. You moved your mouth to hers, kissing her as best you could in your near incoherent state, she kissed you back, you both moaned as your bodies slid against each other, and got closer.

“Mommy, I’m gonna come.” You whimpered into her mouth. This seemed to snap Wanda out of her trance, and she opened her eyes to look at you. She watched as you worked so hard to please her and keep yourself from coming, and she had to keep herself from doing the same. She wrapped her hand around your throat, and leaned up to kiss your jaw.

“Can I cum inside you?” She whispered, looking at you with near pleading eyes. And you moaned out a ‘yes’ immediately. Because that sight and question alone made you want to come right on the spot. With a few quick thrusts up into you, you felt her burst inside you, followed by a guttural, “Fuck.” You came around her cock, squeezing her tight inside you, and you let out moans for each second she filled you with more cum.

“That’s a good girl, take all of mommy’s treat. Been saving so much just for you. Does that feel good babygirl? Letting mommy stuff you full of her cum? Look at you, you look so precious and perfect.” Wanda moved her hand down to your stomach, moving it in circles as she praised you. “God, I didn’t realize how much I had until now. Take a look baby, look how much cum you’ve taken for me.” You looked down after catching your breath, and saw something that nearly made you come again. Her hand moved to caress the side of her waist and move out of the way to show you how much cum was inside you. Your stomach had a bulge showing, and you looked already slightly pregnant from the amount that made your stomach look so full.

“To alleviate any concerns, the babies are fine, and so are you. You did so good, and you look so pretty being all stuffed with mommy’s cum, just how you should be. Just think, you’ll be even bigger in a few months, and I can’t wait to see how beautiful you’ll be then.” Wanda dreamily said. All you could do was moan as she helped to move you around in a complicated manner. You honestly couldn’t even say how she did it, considering you think you blacked out for a few seconds from the pleasure, but one moment you’re looking at her satisfied smile, and the next, she has you laid on your side and her behind you, with her cock still buried deep inside you.

She was holding you from behind, no skin untouched as she molded herself against you, and her slight adjustments to get comfortable kept sending shocks of pleasure (or overstimulation, you couldn’t tell) through you. She had her arms wrapped around your waist, caressing your still full stomach and tucked her head into your neck, breathing you in and leaving small kisses there. You kept letting out whimpers as she just shushed you sweetly. Saying, “It’s ok, you’re safe and such a precious girl to me. Mommy is just gonna leave you like this for a bit, and you’re gonna stay still and take it. You look to pretty and full to just let all this cum go. Don’t you want to make mommy happy? You wouldn’t want all of mommy’s cum to just go to waist now would you?”

“N-no, mommy, I’ll hold it.” You barely spoke out, the fullness making you want to not make any sudden or drastic movements, but you agreed. You did feel good, and if Wanda thought you looked pretty, who were you to deny her and make her unhappy. You were surprised, but honestly happy with it as well.

Another kiss was placed against your neck, then she whispered, “that’s my good girl, I’m so happy. You make me so happy. Thank you for letting me have another opportunity for a family. I wont ever let you go, I’ll make sure you’ll want for nothing and our boys will have the best life, with the best mothers.” You simply hummed in agreement, a small smile forming on both your faces as you snuggled more into each other. The thought of your boys laughing and smiling with you and Wanda, being the last thing on both your minds before you fell asleep.

Part 5

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[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE STEPHEN STRANGE HEADCANONS

You most likely must have met him through his time of him being a surgeon or a doctor, or you must've been some hero like him to catch his attention and make him notice you. Now, Stephen is someone who doesn't get impressed too easily but somehow you managed to impress him and for that, congratulations :) You now have a yandere wizard or sorcerer at the back of you

Heck, you might even be a random person just minding your own business and he feels intrigued by how unfazed and calm you appear. Now, when it comes to him getting obsessed with you, he's gonna be getting completely cocky since he's pretty sure his actions are subtle and you wouldn't possibly find out. He'll start trying his best to impress you either with his magic or his car, watches or even making balloon animals for you lol

You might be able to avoid him not for long since this man here can create portals and everything like a modern day Kurogiri, unless you work in the medical field like him. He'll literally make sure you stay WITH him where he can keep an eye on you and watch your graceful movements like a hawk

He can be really sneaky when it comes to stalking you. You won't even know he's stalking you at some point since he's damn good at hiding and lying low when stalking you

As a yandere, I have a feeling he might be possessive, obsessive and maybe a little bit.... manipulative too since he's also kinda good at sweet talk I think

Doctor Strange here really loves and admires your upbeat personality and the fact that you're sarcastic like him makes his heart beat even more for you. He'll listen to you sing and applaud you, telling you how wonderful and melodious your voice is. He thinks you sing like an angel but he doesn't like it when you show affection to undeserving morons that don't even deserve to LOOK at your direction. He'll get jealous if you hang out with Tony too often since you both are buddies and pals and so, he'll do his best to drag you away from him and try showing you some cool trick that'll end up leaving you impressed with it and him being proud and smug AF while he smirks. Cocky prick....

He'll kidnap you when he feels like you're either in danger or he just needs to have you with him, that's it PERIODT. He would have stalked you for something like 6 months to more and everything about you. He'll know and understand you'll be scared and confused and angry and you have to hand it to the man here, he has a lot of patience. But if you piss him off, you're wandering into dangerous territory. Does he feel bad for what he's done? Not even a little bit

If you try fighting him, he'll think it's amusing and not to mention adorable that you think you actually have a CHANCE of beating him and escaping him. He'll do his best to make you happy and will create and give you things with his magic. That's a pro of being in a relationship with a wizard lol. The worst way he could punish you is locking you in a room with his magic preventing you from escaping. He just wants you to love him and yes, he DOES intend having a family with you as well. Maybe 3-4 little ones running around. You best pray this man doesn't get jealous since if he does, he'll send many death glares to that person and after that, he's gonna torture them in the most brutal way possible with his magic. And he'll find out whatever you're planning since he's a sorcerer of course. Little things he likes doing with you are cuddling with you and talking about things you like. He shares the same interest in astrology as you and loves hearing you talk about it, and the way your eyes shine with interest. He'd feel like the worst person on the planet when he sees you crying and he'll do his best to comfort you, he knows it's tough but you can face the challenges together as a couple, he'll help you and be there for you no matter what

Even death won't be able to separate the 2 of you since he'll just find a way to bring you back to life. So, that 'Till death do us'' part won't apply. He might act like one hell of a god damn Tsundere once in a while but secretly, he's a complete sucker for your affection

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[thornsinmycrown]

STAY SOFT

ㅤ𐐪𐑂 — warning(s): [ MDNI +18 ] no use of y/n, afab!reader, eventual smut, 18+ soft!dark content, yandere dynamics.

ㅤ𐐪𐑂 — summary: years have been passing by, years where nothing seemed to be fortunate for Doctor Stephen Strange on his quest for greatness that until one day he realizes the key of happiness was always presented in front of him, you.

— chapter one.

— chapter two.

— chapter three.

— chapter four.

— chapter five.

— chapter six.

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[ambermation]

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

Hello!!! I wasn't sure if you wanted headcanons or a one shot, so I went with a oneshot!

A/N: After spending all this time writing I'm just now realizing that you might've wanted them already in a relationship and not Stephen kidnapping the S/O where the S/O doesn't like him at first. Welp the other post will be headcanons of Yandere!Strange Supreme x Powerful Sorcerer S/O but they're already in a relationship.

I hope you still like this version :)

The Weak Link

Yandere!Strange Supreme x Powerful Sorcerer S/O!

Word Count: 2477

For as long as you can remember, you've had a natural gift for magic. That was to be expected from you. If you didn't, then, well, your family would consider you to be quite the disappointment. The most embarrassing family member to ever exist. Luckily, you not only understood magic, but you excelled at it. Every single spell, every potion, every single artifact given to you, you mastered.

By your eighteenth birthday, you didn't even have to try to perform a spell. It was as natural as breathing was to you. Over the years, you started creating your own spells and rituals. It was,of course, the next step for a sorcerer as powerful as you. 

You were the Y/N L/N, the most powerful sorcerer in the whole universe. Nothing could stop you, no matter how hard they tried. With just a flick of your fingers you enemies were destroyed. Nothing made you happier than that. 

*

Dr. Stephen Strange first became aware of your existence while he was searching for more power to absorb. He realized shortly after absorbing the power from those tentacles that he could become more powerful if he absorbed beings from other universes. Thus began his long multiversal journey. Universe after universe, he defeated the most powerful beings he could come across. 

This finally led him to your universe.

However, when Stephen saw you for the first time, he realized that he couldn’t bring himself to hurt you. No matter the amount of power he could possibly gain from it, he just couldn’t. Instead Stephen spent his time lurking in the shadows in your world, always near you but far enough to where you wouldn’t notice. As he watched you, he learned everything he could about you. What spells you cast, what kind of magic you used, and just how powerful you were. Christine was a thing of the past now.

But Stephen also learned the kind of person you were. Little habits you had that nobody (in his mind) did. The way you bit your lip in concentration, particularly when you were performing a spell that required more focus from you. The fact that you always sniffed the bottled beverage you opened before drinking it. The way you bite your fingers as you read a nice book. How you ran your fingers through your hair throughout the day. All these little things just made you more fascinating to him. 

So fascinating, in fact, that he couldn’t help but take a few things from you. Why not? Once the two of you got together, you were gonna get them back anyways, so no harm, no foul. The only time he would return something is something that you kept looking for, or something he knew you had to have back soon. Still, he enjoyed every moment he had with your stuff. 

And for the life of him, he couldn’t figure out why. As time went on and his affections for you grew, he slowly started caring less and less as to why he was so drawn to you. He simply started embracing these feelings for you. Whether it was because of the power you had or just you, or the combination of the two, Stephen didn’t know. All he knew was that he loved you. And you would love him, once he revealed himself to you. 

*

Either all the power was going to your head, or you were becoming more and more disorganized over the course of a few months. Your books, papers, artifacts, and even some of your clothes were disappearing and reappearing constantly. For example, last week you swore you put your robes on the extra chair in your study before leaving to get a snack. But when you returned, your robes were gone. You searched up and down your entire side of the sanctuary you lived in, and there was no sign of the missing garments. Then, just last night they suddenly turned up in the spot you left them in. 

Most of your family says it’s you slipping. In order to prove them wrong, you tried to keep careful track of all your belongings. Yet every time you think you’ve moved past this weird state, you end up losing or misplacing your stuff. Something as stupid as this was driving you crazy. Sure you could conjure up replacements for these items, but you wanted to keep the original object. 

Sometimes you would replace them (you often found the original shortly afterward, much to your family’s annoyance and your chagrin), but most of the time you would find them later. Your reputation as the most powerful in the family was slipping. There needs to be a way to fix this. You couldn’t become a failure. 

With thoughts of defeat plaguing you, you traveled to the one other place where you could still learn some magic: The Crystalarium Observatory. An exclusive wizards club, where only the elite know of its existence. To get there takes you a long and complex process, but it’s worth it to seek its knowledge once more. It was worth it to avoid being a nuisance. You bid your family a temporary fare-well before taking your bag and leaving. As you were leaving you felt as though something was lingering nearby. But wherever you looked you found nothing. Maybe your family was right. You are slipping. 

(But were you really? Not only were your items disappearing, but some people were disappearing as well. Except those people didn’t return. All very good acquaintances/friends of the family, and even a few distant relatives. Everybody dismissed their leave as them being weak. Maybe it had to do with your items?)

All the more reason to reach the Crystalarium Observatory sooner. 

You left on the longest train you could. On the ride you practiced your magic, including putting everyone else in your cart asleep. It’s not that people couldn’t know about you, you just preferred if they didn’t know about you. You’d rather not be known to anyone. It’d just make life more annoying than it needs to be. As you practiced, you could’ve sworn you saw someone staring right at you in the reflection of a few of the spells. But everybody else around you was asleep. You needed to just focus on your magic. You needed to be at peak performance in order to open the entrance to the observatory. 

While practicing the feeling of being watched increased, making you slightly uneasy. But you ignored it. It was your mind playing tricks on you. A few hours had passed. You were just getting tired. “A little nap wouldn’t hurt. It would give me more energy.” With that thought, you closed your eyes, hoping for sleep to come soon. 

Some time after you had fallen asleep you slowly noticed a light pressure continuously moving up and down your arms. At first it was soothing since it was an action one would do to pacify someone. But your mind finally snapped awake upon realizing an important detail: You weren’t with anyone you were close to. You jolt awake. Looking around you see that the other passengers from before were gone. And there was nobody around you. 

“Okay, there’s no way I imagined that. It was too realistic for my mind to have made it up.” You conjured up a weapon to fight with and muttered a protection spell. Something has been messing with you for these past few months, not your mind. It had to be a magical being like you. 

“Why don’t you show yourself?” You declare in the empty cart. At first, nothing happened. You almost lose your nerve when the golden shimmer of magic sparkles a few feet down the way. The sparks grew and grew until they formed a giant open circle; a portal. And out stepped a tall, slender man dressed in dark robes. A sorcerer. He was remarkably pale with black hair that faded into white along his temples. 

He lifted his head, revealing a pair of striking sky blue eyes, surrounded by heavy eye bags. When they fell on you, they shifted from a stern gaze into the softest look you’ve ever seen, let alone directed at you. 

“Hello, my darling,” he said. His voice was low and gravelly. Like a low rumble of thunder. He stared at you as if you were the most precious thing alive. You raised your weapon in warning. The sorcerer smirked. “There’s no need for that, dear. You have nothing to be afraid of.” You narrow your eyes, raising the weapon slightly higher. If only it would be enough to ward him away. 

Luck was not on your side. You could feel the power flowing through him. It was immense, mysterious, elegant. Yet also deadly. The kind of power you were raised to fear and fight against. 

He stepped toward you. “I know you haven’t met me until now, but I’ve known you for a while. You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do this,” He sighed happily, “But I’m glad I waited, There’s no one to bother us here, darling,” His eyes twinkled, his mouth curled upwards for a delighted countenance. 

“And there’s no one to hear your screams of mercy,” you declare before casting a forceful spell. It was meant to send the sorcerer flying. He didn’t even lose his footing. You reinforced your weapon with magic before charging at him. Everytime you moved to strike him, he deflected it as easily as swatting a fly. You had seen some of his magic before, but there were many other spells he used that weren’t like any you had seen before. How could he know all these different forms of magic and still be alive? 

Realizing that being in an enclosed space won’t help, you force open a window before flying out of it. You turn around and cast a containment spell. Normally the spell would be quite demanding, but you had mastered it back when you were twelve. It was easy as a basic protection spell. 

“That guy is deranged,” you say to yourself. “And unfortunately for me, he’s as powerful as I am.” You huff, flying in the direction of the Crystalarium Observatory. You pondered over his words with pursed lips. He called you two pet names. Did he really think that the two of you should be together? The only thing to make you consider being with him was his power. But beyond that? What else was there? A basket case? No thank you! All the power in the world is tempting, but with a mind like his, it’s not worth it. You needed the Crystalarium Observatory to help defend yourself against that sorcerer.

*

Some time after that encounter you were within reach of the observatory. Nobody was nearby. In most cases this wouldn’t faze you. You didn’t have to worry about being attacked; you were able to destroy them as the thought crossed the hapless fool’s mind. But in this particular situation you couldn’t detect when an attack was coming from that sorcerer, so it would be best to be vigilant. 

As you walked, footsteps as silent as a grave, you looked around. The outside of  the observatory was just as you remember it. Large, tall, beautiful green oak trees lined several different paths, with many flower bushes spread throughout. There were willow trees spread throughout the area in between the many paths. A sweet but subtle earthy scent permeated the air as butterflies, fireflies, and birds flew about. It seemed like the perfect place to relax. However, experience, as well as other magic users, have taught you that the paths, also lined with softly glowing lights, that you walk on change constantly. So you might think you’re following a certain path only to find you back at where you started. Sometimes the paths led to dead ends. Sometimes they led to other people. 

You take out a few items you brought along. A small ritual is needed in order for the paths to create the one leading to the observatory. You arrange a bundle of white sage, a sprig of lavender, a crystal, and a bit of rosemary in a circle. After that you cast a fire spell, with one of your fingers acting as a lighter, and set everything ablaze, one by one. As soon as everything was burning you crossed your arms. You whispered the incantation once, then twice, and then a third time. You could feel your environment changing even with your eyes closed. The familiarity slightly soothes you. Even if you didn’t want to admit it, the sorcerer from before concerns you. If you couldn’t even detect him for months, then how could you fight him? The only reason you knew of him was because he kept stealing or rearranging your belongings. And he made some people disappear. 

Your brief moment of tranquility was interrupted when a cold, clammy arm snaked its way around your waist. Your instincts took over. An offensive spell was cast while your limbs flailed. The arm let go of you and you fell with a soft thud. Upon turning around you saw the sorcerer. Only this time his arm was a… tentacle? Slowly shrinking back into himself, the tentacle turned back to normal. “That wasn’t very nice now, my love. You shouldn’t attack your boyfriend like that.” He got closer to you. You conjured up some shields. “Stay away. And don’t call me any pet names anymore, or you’re gonna regret ever messing with me,” you spat viciously. His sky blue eyes flickered with hurt before returning to a loving look. 

“You’re making things harder than they should be, dear.” His expression shifted into that of a knowing look, though you weren’t sure why. You decided to try thinking of your best spells to use against him. 

He, however, simply lifted his arms, crossed them, and arranged his fingers precisely before muttering under his breath.

You still looked at him like he was the scum of the Earth when you felt your limbs lose their feeling. You dropped your weapon. Unwillingly, you fell to the ground. With your now limited view you saw the feet of the sorcerer. He knelt down with a smug, victorious smirk. “I know it must hurt to lose like this, but frankly it’s better for the both of us if you aren’t constantly attacking me. Fortunately you’ll realize soon enough that you don’t need to, or even want to, fight me.”

He picks you up bridal style. His eyes, which were just a moment before full of pride, had gone soft and loving. He gently brushed some hair out of your face, As he did he gave a kiss to your forehead. 

“I love you, my darling. And we’ll be so happy together.”

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[mykinkyyandere]

Rough

AO3

Pairings: Yandere/Dark! Alpha! Daddy! Stephen Strange X Omega! Little! f!Reader

Summary: You're just so irresistible and he can't resist.

Warnings: Smut, +18, non-con, ddlg, a/b/o dynamics, daddykink, slapping on the butt, cumming inside, fingering, orgasm (both), dirty talk, taking pleasure from crying, possessive/obsessive, yandere, dark

Stephen grabbed your arm and threw you on his bed. "My little doll, stay there." Then tied his tie with a wave of his hand. He was the greatest sorcerer the world has ever known. Although his power was so terrifying, it looked innocent when he used for simple things like tying.

You turned your head to him, leaning on your trembling arms. Your butt and fluffy cunt, wrapped in tight panties, could be seen from under your tiny dress. Stephen's sharp eyes focused on your perfect butt before finding yours. He couldn't help his growl and grabbed himself. "I don't want to leave without fucking that pretty little ass, damn it."

"Alpha..." Your voice trembled and you started to cry silently. But he just smiled. He untied his tie and unzipped his pants. "It's your fault you're such a delicious omega. You turn me on so much that I want to fuck you on the meeting table in front of all the alphas."

He came over and got on top of you. He stretched your arms and laid your head on the bed, lifting your butt even higher and pulling your dress up to your waist. He listened with pleasure to your sobs as he bent over to reveal your sensitive breasts. "You're so sexy." He grabbed your breasts and kneaded them. Your thin moans raised as he took your nipples between his fingers and rubbed them.

Couldn't wait any longer, he straightened up. He held your waist and buried himself inside without waiting. His thrusts were hard and fast. He ruthlessly kneaded your butt and smack, until it turned red. Your screams echoed all around, you begged him to stop or at least show some mercy, but he didn't listen. On the contrary, your pleas made him even more hungry.

"Your pussy grips my dick so good, little omega. Oh, I'm so lucky to have you. None of those poor bastards found an omega. Should I make them listen to the sounds of your juicy cunt, hmm? Shall I put you on the table and fuck you?" He thrusted to your cervix, and slapped you very hard on the butt. Your sobs got louder and you cried in a so sweet, so pathetic tone. He loved it.

He grabbed your throat and pulled you back. Your hands held his big hand and muscular arm, tears already running down your chin, soaking his long fingers. He licked your cheek and growled through his teeth with his aggressive moans. "My scared little omega... You will acknowledge your alpha's power." He bend you over again and cum inside of you. "I love you so much."

You felt him filling you. It was so hot and so intense, making you feel heavy in your stomach. He pulled back and stretched your butt with his hard grip, staring at the thick cum leaking out of your little hole. You turned your head and looked at him with your red eyes. "Perfect." He moaned, running his fingers in your hole and making you whimper. "Shh..." He fucked you with his fingers and rubbed your clit with his cum. "I'm sorry to be so harsh on you, but you're leaving me no choice, babygirl."

He turned you over and laid you on your back. He spread your legs apart and keep rubbing your clit gently. Your cries were fading, but they still didn't stop. No matter how much you didn't want to cum at first, the smell and pressure of your alpha was affecting your hormones like crazy. You arched your back and threw your head back. "That's right, baby." He put his fingers back into your pussy and rubbed against your sweet spot. "Cum for your alpha."

You couldn't take it any longer and clenched around his fingers. He praised you constantly and kissed you gently but you didn't trust him. He was always like this. He was so rough and cruel, especially when he was horny, which was nearly everytime. Having a sweet little omega around him was... amazing. And you were that sweet little omega. He just wanted to fuck you wherever he saw you. He loved that you were so needy and so vulnerable. After he cum, he softened a little and calmed down, but that was until his recovery. He soon became aggressive again and dragged you from place to place like his personal little doll. He enjoyed your cries, your pleadings were music to him.

"Be a good girl and wait for daddy. Don't worry, it won't be long. I'll take good care of you when I come back." He kissed your lips after cleaning you and putting you on the bed.

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[angelofthenight]

Wanda, to Stephen: Do u think (y/n) would want me if I threatened to kill myself

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[fandomnerd9602]

Like a Spectre

Wanda Maximoff x Death!Reader

Something had been following the Scarlet Witch since Westview. She could hear the faint whistle, sometimes it was further away, sometimes it was right behind her ear.

She studied the Darkhold. She knew the whistle all too well. It was yours. Death incarnate.

Wanda was out tending to her hex version of a cabin when she heard the whistle.

She looked around. No one. She turned back to her task and came face to face with you. Your blackened cloak, your hooded face. Your red eyes and crooked smile.

“Wanda” you whisper, “leave this path”

“You know nothing of my path!” She spat out, “it’s the only way to get them back”

“This path leads only to me. Death”

“You are its avatar. You are not-!”

“Oh I am death. And I don’t mean metaphorically or poetically or rhetorically or any other fancy word.” You bring your scythes up to her eyeline, “I’m Death straight up”

Wanda tried to fire a bolt, it went right through you. She took a step back.

“Pursue Chavez and your path will lead straight to me” you whisper in her ear. “And I’ll be watching you. Closely”

You turn and get ready to leave. “Leave this path. Honor the deaths of those you lost. Live for them. Then you shall know peace”

“I’m taking back everything you took from me!” Wanda screamed at you.

“I did not take anything from you! Vision gave himself for you! Pietro gave his life to save a friend. There’s no higher place in the afterlife for them than the wonderful place that I’ve given them!” You explain. “Honor them and you may join them someday”

Wanda shutters. Could her loved ones really be in a better place?

“I’ll be watching you, Maximoff.” You begin to fade away, “I’ll start off in the distance. But if you pursue this path, I’ll be whistling in your ear in no time”

You whistle your little tune as you disappear into the mist.

Wanda could only stare at where you were and then she looked to the Darkhold.

America was the key and she was going to get her sons back.

She wouldn’t stop. Even if Death itself was in her way.

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[yanderemcu]

Yandere Doctor Strange

A=Affection (How do they show their love for you) 

Hugging,holding,kissing,caressing,stroking,holding hands,hand on you,arm over shoulder

B=Bound (How much do they share with you) 

Tells you everything

C=Cruel (How do they punish you) 

Uses his powers,falling,isolation,ties you up,cloak holds you

D-Desire (How long until they take you) 

2 years

E=Even (To what level are they dominant) 

A little dominant

F=Future(What are their future plans for the two of you) 

Get married

G=Gifts (What do they give you) 

Anything and everything

H=Hell (Worst experience with them) 

His punishments

I=Insane (How insane did they get because of you) 

10/10

J=Jealous(How easily do they get jealous) 

Sends them away in a portal

K=Killing (How do they handle killing) 

Uses his powers

L=Language (What is their love language) 

Words of affirmation, acts of service, physical touch, gifts,quality time

M=Manipulation(What could you do to get your way) 

He can't be manipulated

N=No (To what strength would they go for you) 

He'd do anything for you

O=Obsessed (How obsessed are they with you) 

9/10

P=Pet names(What do they call you)  

Darling,love,my love,sweetheart,hunny,angel,dear,my dear,my angel,princess

Q=Quit (How would they act if you died) 

Goes to get you in another universe

R=Runaway (What are your chances to get away) 

None

S=Stalking (How good are they at stalking you) 

10/10

T=Type  (What type of yandere are they) 

Delusional,Obsessive,Insane, Stalker, Overprotective,Isolating, Manipulative, Sweet,Possessive

U=Unique (Different from other yanderes) 

His powers and cloak

V=Vine (How would they feel if you fought back) 

The cloak holds you for a while

W=Will (Would they do anything against their loves will) 

Holds you with the cloak,ties you up and force feeds you

X=X-Ray (How much do they keep hidden from you) 

Nothing really

Y=Yearning (How much do they want you) 

3/10

Z=Zzz (How do you two fall asleep together) 

Sleeps next to you

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