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dino-fart · 2 years

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Strange Supreme, locked in his ruined world (becouse this guy deserves happy end (becouse I really don't care he is the biggest criminal ever, who killed all beings in his universe😅 (becouse he is so lovely and his eyes are so, so sad))) agnst at the beginning, hurt/comfort, happy end 😏

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Yooooooouuuuuuuu got it!

3. “Help me.”

26. “Why do you care?”

66. “Don’t waste your tears on me.”

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“Help me...”

You heard Stephen’s voice say in the void. You had visited him again after his outburst last time. You wouldn’t let him go, even though he was pushing you away. You held a basket in your hand and walked over to the bubble he was in. “Hi Stephen.” You said softly and set the basket down. You moved to sit across from him, the barrier keeping you too apart.

“A gift? Why do you care?’ He scoffed as he watched you taking the things out of it. He moved to sit down and eyed you.

“Now Stephen if you’re going to keep being a grumpy cat that just got a bath, I will leave, understood?” You glared.

Stephen huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. He saw that you had a few boxes of fresh fruit, sandwiches and a small gift. Stephen continued too be cold to you, not saying a word, glaring at you.

“Stephen...Eat.” You set the sandwich down.

The barriers of the spell went down and Stephen was curious about what was happening. He didn’t take the sandwich, instead he came closer to you.

You watched him carefully and when you felt his hand wrap around your throat, you froze.

“You’re very foolish, my dear. I could snap your neck for what you did to me.” He leaned in closer.

You moved one hand on his arm and the other hand on his cheek. “Then do it, since you hate me. Since you don’t see that because of the barrier spell you’re okay now.” Tears fell down your cheeks.

Stephen chuckled darkly, “Don’t waste your tears on me.” He let go of your throat and move his hand to gripped your hair. He brought you close to him and looked at you like a predator would his prey. “I don’t hate you...You are a pitiful human attempting to cure a monster.” Stephen cupped your chin.

“Stephen...I love you.” You said softly.

“Say it again.” His eyes glowed red and fangs appeared.

“I love you.”

“Again!” Horns now grew from his head and claws took place of his fingers.

“I. Love. You.” You said firmly.

Wings grew from his back and a tail grew. The tail wrapped around your ankle when Stephen kissed you. He pinned you down to the floor and held your hands down.

You moaned against him, your body pressing against his.

“You’re such a strange creature.” He said when he broke the his, his voice distorted.

“Look who’s talking, horns.” You smirked.

Stephen pinned his body against yours and ran his long tongue along your neck. “I want to show you how dangerous I can be.” Stephen growled and wrapped your legs around his waist and used his clawed hand to rip the buttons from your blouse. His tail now wrapping around your thigh, squeezing it lightly.

The hold on your hands were gone and you pulled him down for a hard kiss.

“Show me.”

Tagging: @fanartka, @strangelockd

#fanartka #strange supreme #strange supreme x reader #doctor strange #doctor strange x reader #stephen strange #stephen strange x reader #requests

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purplefeathersandblackleather · 1 year

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As the first night of this grueling Christmas shift comes to an end, I find that I am thankful. My bones are wary and the smell of cedar wood and spices fill my sense of smell as I step in through the door of my home. My mother welcomes me, bringing me a change of clothes that she had warmed in the dryer for me, my two canine companions, Diesel and Buddy, rush to me with wagging tails and small hops of excitement.

The sight of the presents under the tree fills my heart with both joy and ache this year, but also a sense of clarity.

In these times when we struggle, there is always someone who has it worse than we do. I think about my losses, I mourn for the ones who are no longer here, but then I remember the people I have helped on the streets recently. I worry for those with nowhere to go and pray for them instead of myself.

This morning I remember my dearest friend @sobeautifullyobsessed who just recently found herself homeless and struggling to figure out where she would go and I pray for her safety and for her to have a warm place to stay and rest for these weary days. I am thankful to all of those who have shown her the generosity she has been given in her time of need.

I think about @fanartka who lives in the Ukraine, who just recently celebrated a birthday in a country devastated by war because the human species is obsessed with power and fundamentally insane. I pray for her and Ukraine, even now when it has been helped by many amazing people, such as Benedict Cumberbatch and many others.

I think of my friend @xeiggerott who has recently lost his job and is now struggling to find a way to buy food and pay his bills. I recently gave him advice on how to clear his Chakras and sent him the most money that I could to help him in this hard time. I am thankful to finally be in a position where I can help someone I consider a friend when they're in need.

My mind wanders of course to Tony and how I wish he was still here to spend this holiday with me. To my grandmother and grandfather, who both lost their lives to disease and should still be here to see this beautiful holiday with us. But I am coming to the end of my grief and finding peace with where I am. They are gone, but never leave from my heart and I hope they found peace in whatever awaits beyond.

As I get ready to lay down and rest for another night of work in the cold temperatures, I hope all of you - my darling mutuals and friends - find some sense of peace and happiness in these days. That there is love for you, even if it's from your fictional darlings, that will fill you with warmth. Thank you, @bakerstreethound for reminding us that there's nothing wrong with still loving our chosen, even if they're not in this world with us.

And thank you, @harlekin6 for always checking in on me when I am wary and struggling. You mean so much to me, my dear. Remember that you are very important to me and I am thankful for you making me feel so important always.

For my darling @cirocity whom I love with all of my heart. I truly have found the source of my inner strength with you in my life and I cannot wait for us to finally meet in March. I love you so much, my sweet butterfly.

To my dearest @icytrickster17 who makes me feel like I am worthy of being noticed. The way my heart lightens when she likes my posts and reblogs anything of mine no matter how dumb it is, makes me feel like I truly am accepted, even if we don't talk much.

For my sweet moonflower @strangelockd who I have just developed such a strong relationship with. I thank you for being my Tony, when no one else would give me what I needed. When no one would help me, you extended your hand and pulled me up so that I could begin standing on my own. I am in your debt, truly.

And lastly, for my most complex and awe inspiring mutual, @stewardofningishzida who I have found so compelling that I consider them someone very important to me on more of an intellectual level. I have enjoyed hearing your stories and reading your writings, and I do look forward to speaking with you again very soon. May the eyes that watch leave you at peace and allow you to rest these days.

You all mean more to me than words, but this will have to do. Good night, my loves. - Steven

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sons-from-adam · 23 days

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Posted to 'Doctor Strange Procosplay Cape Swishing' on Facebook Copied from 'fanartka' blog here on Tumblr

#Doctor Strange #fanartka

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writingwife-83 · 1 month

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Man, I remember when the biggest thing we had to worry about accidentally reblogging was reposted art. Now we have to spend time investigating to figure out whether it’s AI art. 😒

#I hate it #anti ai #anti ai art #and for anyone who reblogged Sherlock art from fanartka #heads up that it’s AI

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stephenstrange-md-phd · 2 years

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@fanartka you know what?

I've half a mind to turn you @tonystarkstrange into a cat and let the other masters beat the shit out of you

#stephen strange speaks #the fuck Tony #ps thanks fanartka

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slasher-art · 4 months

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Happy birthday again, @fanartka . :)

I hope you liked the cake that the guys made for you :D

(And everyone who is here, help yourself too :))

I wish you success, love and fulfillment of all desires, sweetheart, and most importantly peace of mind, health and that every day be happy and fill your heart with inspiration. 💋

#doctor strange #stephen strange #marvel #ironstrange #iron man #tony stark #strangeiron #doctor strange fanart #doctor strange in the multiverse of madness #defender strange #supreme doctor strange #supreme strange #sorcerer supreme #sinister strange #marvel what if #doctor strange what if

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abouttimeforarevolution · 2 months

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So heads up for bagginshield fans but @ fanartka is an art thief currently flooding the tags and using the repulsive plagiarism generator to steal from artists. As if that's not enough they have the gall to try to sell all the stolen stuff. Do not reblog anything from them. I hate that this vile thing is encroaching our fandom, but we should not let it and stamp it the fuck out while we can.

#bagginshield #thilbo #the hobbit #the hobbit fanart #ineffable husbands #because i've also seen them steal from those artists

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ironstrange1991 · 1 year

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Four Stephens headcanon

How they are like? What are the similarities and differences?

A/N: This is just a short headcanon with the main differences from the four DS2 Stephens. I wrote this as a small celebration of the movie's 1 year anniversary. Anyway, I hope you like it and sorry for being so short.

Word count: 0,300k

Warnings: Mentions of sexual activities.

Original Stephen: Cocky. Egotistical. Gentle, affectionate. Will relinquish control on rare occasions. Best boyfriend you could ever have. Can make you laugh and make you horny at the same time. Scared to death of getting you pregnant, but would make a great dad. Loves cuddles, loves when you take care of his hands. Sex is always nice and hard, always open to trying new things. Will call you his whore. Daddy kink.

Defender Strange: Strict, but soft at the same time. Gentle. Very, very affectionate. Always in control of everything except in bed. Husband material. Amazing dad. Loves cuddles, loves when you caress his hair. Sex is always intense. Not very inventive. Loves when you ride him. Will let you call him your sweet boy sometimes. Will never call you his whore. You are his baby.

Supreme Strange: Narcissistic. Egotistical. Very, very jealous. Clingy. Always in control of everything. The definition of problematic boyfriend. Hates children. Loves cuddles, loves to sleep with his head on your chest or shoulder. Sex is always intense. Can be rough sometimes. Loves quickies. Will bend you over any possible furniture. Will call you his whore. Calls you stupid nicknames just to piss you off.

Sinister Strange: Scary. Possessive. Obsessed with you. Controls you all the time. Definition of abusive relationship. Has a strong breeding kink, but could never raise a child. Demands cuddles and sex all the time. Loves when you caress his goatee. Sex is always rough. Will constantly wake you up by fucking you. Will call you his sweet girl and fuck you like a whore. Strong daddy kink.

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@dontmindme262 @dementeddoll @yourmajesty13 @strangeions @bloodyflowerrr @insanelyobsessedwithdilfs @sherlocksgirl91 @dragonqueen89 @newtsniffles @cute-angi @whiskeyho @sherlux @xourownsidee @kakashibabe02 @hobimysolecito @geeky-politics-46 @lykaonimagines @d0ct0rstrangewife @classickook @iobsessoverfictionalmen @bobateadaydreams @aphroditesdilemma

@thealleydog @anadlockfan @pinkthick @loverofallbroken @butchers-girl

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fanartka · 2 years

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Hi, I think I will make a small change with the days of the fest and make a post today with Day 4, as it was supposed to, but I will publish Day 3 tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

It's because I make the drawing on Day 3 in Photoshop (where I am a noooooob) and I can only work at the PC for a couple of hours in the evenings, while it is easier and more convenient for me to draw with my hands. I like the picture on Day 3 and I want to spend more time to make it as good as possible.

I'll be ready in an hour with today's art and a little bonus ☺

#Fanartka #DrStrangetober #DrStrangetober Day 3

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nekojetto · 1 year

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FINALLY OVER GUYS!!!!!!

It took me SO MUCH TIME to finish it I can believe it’s over XwX

I hope you’re going to like this animatics I made about What if...? Supreme Strange :)))) It’s a part 1 of a story I have in mind :) Take this as the first minutes of a 20-40 long episode or the first chapter of a fanfic /o/ And I forget to precise this is more a board for 3D animation than 2D

More info about the design and project here

Part 2 >>>

Tag list (I tag ppl who seems interrested by the project in my first post but tell me if you want to be tagged for the next part or be untagged :)):

@huffle-ego @sanctum-stinker @stephenwatingson @foxssketching @fanartka @shima0021 @paperclippedmime @ppatricia34me @schroedingershund @rmoonstoner @dearwatson @harlekin6 @harpywritesfic @ladydbzelle @hithertoundreamtof23 @nightmare-67 @monaisme

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dino-fart · 2 years

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Same Energy

Sinister Strange photo by @fanartka

#doctor strange #doctor strange x reader #sinister strange #marvel #doctor strange mom #the umberella academy #fanartka #the dino farts

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lonicera-edulis · 25 days

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Asking you kindly to not reblog anything from @/fanartka. These are ai.

#pls #do not support this if your are in the hobbit fandom and value honest artists #a these people don't even visit my blog and reblog my art from some other blogs #ok this seems like a pointless post then

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hithertoundreamtof23 · 2 months

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One Year Anniversary

So... apparently I've had this blog for a whole year.

I want to say thank you to all my beloved followers and mutuals!! I'm blessed to have met such creative and beautiful people.

Everyday, I can log on and see the love you have for me and the incredible support we all have for each other.

I love tumblr because it's an escape from reality. I may be having a hard time irl, but online, it's almost like a second chance. Y'all don't know that I failed a homework assignment or that I have a massive pimple on my cheek. It's incredible that I can just be myself and talk incoherently with people that share similar interests to myself.

Everyone has welcomed me with open arms, to which I am so grateful!

Love y'all!! ❤️❤️

Here's to all my moots that I've had the pleasure of meeting this year 🥂:

@darkkitty1208 @strangelockd @mckiwi @jameshavinganxiety @doctorstrangeaskblog @sobeautifullyobsessed @time-stone-keeper @stewardofningishzida @thornbushrose @fancypersonvoid @fanartka @determinedwriter holy shit there's a lot of you! @harpywritesfic @pressedfaery @unknownmysticdream @j-snapdragon @valkyrieandstrangeridingaragorn @metaphysical-ham-sandwich @popcorn-plots I hope that's everyone! Oh, and all my beloved followers (minus the porn bots).

#1 year tumblrversary #personal post #beloved mutuals

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geeky-politics-46 · 1 year

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Under The Mistletoe

Pairing: Sinister Stephen Strange x Reader, Donna Strange

Summary: Your first Christmas together after giving birth, & a little mistletoe reminds you how loved you really are.

Warnings: Not much, mostly fluff. Allusions to smut. Self-doubt, body image issues, & allusion to post-partum depression.

@fanartka did a lovely drawing that matches this story so well. We all seem to share ideas about Stephen & I love that we both did this unknowingly at the same time.

Each and every doorway in the Sanctum had a piece of mistletoe hanging from it. An extra piece dangling from your headboard. That had been the extent of Stephen's interest in decorating.

Ever since the first year you were together and talked him into celebrating, the mistletoe was his favorite part. Ultimately, any excuse for him to kiss on you he would have been fine with, but he could live without all the rest of the sappy hokey holiday stuff.

Well, he could have before, but that was before his Grinch heart grew far more than two sizes. Now he wanted every bit of sappy and hokey he could get. Even if it meant wearing felt reindeer antlers while you danced around him with your bouncing baby daughter on your hip.

He wanted her life to be everything his never was, even though he had created this barren world. He had done something right somewhere along the way to end up with you. He would spend the rest of his days trying to give you both and any other little ones you may be blessed with, anything and everything you could ask for.

He would be everything. A loving and devoted husband. A protective and caring father. The person he never thought he could be. Better than he ever was before. Much better than his father.

So he would happily submit to the hokey singing and dancing if it made your daughter, his daughter, smile. Her tiny little hands clapping and grabbing at the shiny baubles on the tree he had magically created. He may have added just a bit of extra sparkle and shimmer to the lights and ornaments. Just for her.

For you, he still strung the Sanctum in as much mistletoe as he could. Even after you suggested skipping it this year, since mistletoe has the potential to be poisonous to babies. He didn't listen. It was one of your first traditions together, one of his favorites, and it's not like he was hanging it where your baby could randomly find it.

The one she was most able to reach would be the most important, though, the one on the headboard of your shared bed. That one, there was no wiggle room on. Not after you promised him a special naughty present.

You hadn't had much opportunity to get back into your normal sex routine. Before your daughter, hardly a day ever passed without you and Stephen making love. If there were others in the universe you would have been sickening to watch, all over each other all the time.

After giving birth, you both knew your body needed time to heal and recover after what it had gone through. The extra plus of him being a doctor was he knew, or could find, all the rules of how to take care of you post-partum.

Now, your body was physically healed. Mentally, you were nervous. So much about your body had changed. Your body had been through the wondrous yet kind of disgusting and slightly terrifying process of giving birth. He had been there for every minute of it. Hell, he had been the one to talk you through all of it. Thank god for his medical training.

Would Stephen still be turned on by you? Would he still want you like he did before? Would he still find you sexy after seeing your body go through that? Or would he be bored or disgusted by how different you looked now?

You were no longer the shiny new toy from before. No longer the sleek sports car. You knew that all of that was crap. That you were a full and complex human being. A person, not an object like a car or toy, but as you stood looking in the mirror, your mind distorted your thoughts.

The holiday inspired lingerie you had put on was subject to your enhanced scrutiny. It was a simple silky deep green backless short nightie that you topped with a Santa hat. Did it highlight the new extra pooch on your belly? Did it show too many stretch marks? Did it make your boobs look lopsided?

You had lost track of how long you had been standing in front of the mirror. So much so that you hadn't noticed the sorcerer that had come looking for you and was watching from the doorway.

You jumped a little when you caught the set of crystal blue eyes glancing at you through the mirror. A little snort and smirk crossed his face and made the corners of his eyes crinkle.

Back when he had tried to be intimidating, when you first arrived, as much as he tried, he could never make you jump. Even though he no longer wanted to intimidate you, he found it funny that he occasionally managed it now. Only after falling head over heels and marrying you. After having a baby with you, only then could he manage to sneak up and startle you.

You rolled your eyes and reached to grab your robe to cover yourself up on reflex. Turning around to see Stephen walking towards you with a sprig of mistletoe dangling in the air above him with the help of his violet colored magic. His long, scarred fingers reaching to pull the robe from your grasp and toss it over onto the bed. Putting it out of your immediate reach.

"I think I just found my Christmas present. No point in trying to hide it now, darling."

He looked your body up and down, studying every inch of you before pulling you to him and wrapping his arms around you. Licking his lips and winking at you flirtatiously.

"Merry Christmas to me indeed. You look gorgeous, my love."

You tried to hide the slight grimace you made at his compliment, but you could see his brows furrow immediately at your reaction. He let one hand drag up your side, letting his fingertips skim your entire body, bringing his index finger to rest under your chin. Gently tilting your face up to look at him. He could see the insecurity in your eyes and it made his heart hurt.

"What's wrong, my queen? Did I say something wrong? Did I forget something?"

His other hand rhythmically rubbing up and down your back trying to soothe and comfort you. His brain cycling through everything he had said and done over the last couple of days. He couldn't stand thinking that he had done something that hurt you.

You shrugged and tried to dismiss his concern. A tight-lipped smile forming on your lips. Swallowing back your thoughts and fears.

"It's nothing, Stephen. It's just me. It's something stupid. Don't worry about it. Let's just enjoy Christmas."

Your heart nearly stopped in your chest when you leaned in to try to kiss him and he pulled back. Your fears suddenly flooded back into the pit of your stomach. The hurt immediately registered on your face. As soon as he realized that you had taken his response as rejection, he quickly addressed

"If it has you upset, sweetheart, it's not nothing. I don't care if it's stupid. I love you more than you will ever know. You are the reason I look forward to each minute of each day. I want you to tell me everything, anything. Now, what has you upset? Why are you trying to hide from me?"

He kissed your forehead and then nuzzled his face against yours lovingly. He truly hated to see you upset, and he wouldn't rest until he found a way to fix whatever was wrong.

"You know how happy I am that we have Donna now, and I love her and you so much it hurts. It scares me sometimes. Things are different now that we have a baby. My body is different now. It's not the one that you loved so much before. Things are jigglier and not as firm now. It doesn't look like anything like it did. You've seen it do things that are pretty much the exact opposite of sexy... I get scared that you won't enjoy or love me as much or get as turned on by me anymore. I don't know what I'd do without your touch, your love."

You wanted to look at the floor. You wanted to crawl into your bed and hide under the covers. You didn't want to feel Stephen's eyes on you as he was pondering what you just confessed. You tried not to think about how insane you might have just sounded. Or worse, if you made perfect sense and were right.

He silently grabbed both your hands in his and pulled you over to sit in your large shared bed. He crawled into the fluffy bedding, sitting with his back against the headboard tight near the mistletoe. Once he was settled he beckoned you over to him, pulling you to him and scooping you up into his lap. Holding you securely in his large arms and pressing a kiss to your neck once he could tell you found a comfy position.

"First of all, thank you for telling me what you've been worrying about. Thank you for trusting me. Second of all, do you really think I would have mistletoe placed all over this haunted house if I wasn't as attracted to you as I was? I know your body is different now. It's different because you grew a human in there. The only other human in this universe. You gave birth to our daughter. You, and this incredible body, gave me something I thought I would never ever have. A family to love and care for. You gave me what was impossible. You are a miracle to me. A goddess, and I will worship you for the rest of my days. I love you more every single day, and that will never change."

He tilted your head to kiss you softly over and over. Sweet and comforting kisses meant to alleviate your fears. Your body started to relax and melt into his. Letting go of the tension and fear in your body.

"And now, as for your worry about me not being turned on by you… do you really think I would magically create and hang all this mistletoe around here if I didn't want any and every excuse I could find to kiss and love on you? It seriously takes every ounce of strength in my body to keep my hands off of you all hours of the day. How seeing you holding our daughter makes me want to get you pregnant all over again. How I was waiting rather impatiently for my present this evening, and how badly I want to unwrap it. To unwrap you, and make love to you. My amazing sexy wife. Mother of my children. The love of my life and the best thing to happen to me. Ever "

Before you could respond, Stephen captured your lips with his. Using every bit of energy he could to squeeze you tight and kiss you breathless. As if his kiss was the punctuation of his statement.

When he finally separated from you he pressed his forehead to yours, the fluff from your Santa hat trapped between you, letting you catch your breath. He fully intended to not let yourself get carried away in negative thoughts. Not when it was Christmas, and not when you were genuinely the most extraordinary being he had ever met.

"Now, are you going to tell me if I'm on the naughty or nice list? I want my present and I was good and hung up the decorations like you asked, but I want very much to be naughty with you. Also, I am going to throw a Grinch sized tantrum if you aren't my present because I will always want you to be my present."

You had to giggle at him. You had always enjoyed teasing him about being a Grinch ever since your first Christmas together. You pulled the Santa hat off of your head and placed it atop Stephen's. Brushing his gray streaked thick brown hair behind his ears as you adjusted the hat. Somewhat surprised he was still patiently sitting still and letting you.

Once you were finished, you looped your hands around his neck and leaned back to get a better view of him. It was at that moment you realized he had sat down on the bed just shy of where the sprig of mistletoe was hanging from the headboard.

"Well, Stephen, it looks like we aren't quite under the mistletoe directly, but I guess it's close enough. So I guess you earned at least a kiss or two."

He snickered at your response. An eyebrow quirked at your attempt to best him. He loved that you would always tease and poke at him. You never let him win easily. Even when it was all play. You matched him wit for wit, and that was something he knew he would only grow to love more.

A glint in his eye as he pointed upward towards the ceiling of the Sanctum. Following his gesture your eyes tracked up toward the ceiling, your mouth falling open in wonder at what you saw.

Suspended and floating amongst a field of shimmering swirling bits of amethyst hued magic were countless sprigs of mistletoe. All shades of green, some with berries, some tied with red bows, and some even looked like they were topped with snowflakes. All looked like they had been created to look picture perfect.

"I was kind of hoping that would get me more than just a couple kisses. What do you think?"

"I think this may just be the perfect Christmas, and you may be the perfect man Stephen Strange."

That entire night, as Christmas Eve turned into the wee hours of Christmas Day, he made love to you. Granting your every wish and assuaging your every concern. Something he would happily spend the rest of his days doing.

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