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saturn255 · 2 years
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I’ll need to say, it’s Tony’s watch 🙃
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rastyfrog · 1 year
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Hot Stefan
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Were you waiting for hot men in your tumblr? No?! I don't care. Because I finished painting Stefan! Which was drawn for 2-3 months! I'm tired but happy🥴 I like everything, I completely repainted the robe and now it's gorgeous))
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myriaeden · 30 days
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Iron Man x Dr. Strange Lockscreens
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sowhatwereyousaying · 10 months
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My love for you is a constant reminder that sometimes the most beautiful things in life are the ones we can never truly possess.
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random-writer-4884 · 4 months
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There's a Silence (Tony Stark X Stephen Strange)
There's a Silence
Tony Stark x Stephen Strange
Description: Stephen finds Tony hidden in his room with a knife in his hands and silence in his brain.
Warnings: Self Harm
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There’s a silence in depression. The quietness of being alone in your own space. That fear knowing that you’re entirely alone and no one will ever know what you do here. All Tony can hear is the ringing in his own head as he sits on the floor. The small space between the bed and the wall. The tiny space where you cannot be seen from the door. It's small and comforting. 
Isolating.
Lonely…
Silent…
He swore he would never do this, he tells himself as he stares at the pocket knife in his hands. It's a pretty little thing, a black blade that hides in a black handle. It looks like the wing of a bird, and the carving on the handle looks like feathers. He’s owned it for years… and it had good usage at the beginning… But then it was moved to the bedside table.
And oh it became convenient.
Its blade was so sharp… it was perfect for the job…
After the first time, he swore he would never do it again. It was an act of desperation. One small mistake he would never repeat.
But then he repeated the mistake… 
Suddenly it was no longer a mistake. It was an addiction.
In the silence, the pain is like a soothing voice. Its sharpness soothes the silent wounds you hold inside.
Anthony Stark was not a dumb man. He knew he had to hide this addiction. It hid on his upper thighs. He didn’t sleep around like the press claims he does, at least not anymore. 
He had stopped a while ago. Once he had begun dating Stephen, he was happy, and the urge to feel pain had dulled. He had been doing wonderfully, but the urge returned stronger than ever.
Now? Now he’s sitting alone in the small space between his bed and the wall. A small black knife in his hand. He watches, the tight lonely feeling in his chest, as the blade slices against his thighs. Tony watches silently as the cuts begin to bleed. It's satisfying.
Blood lying on his thigh, grasping his attention fully, and he does not hear the soft sparks of a portal opening on the other side of the room. He doesn’t hear the soft footsteps or the voice calling his name. He doesn’t notice until there's a yellow-gloved hand ripping the knife from his hand.
That is when Tony looked up and was greeted by Stephen Strange. He holds the bloodied black knife in his yellow leather gloves, and his eyes scream with heartbreak. “Tony…” Stephen says softly, dropping slowly to his knees as he slides the knife behind him. 
Tony’s eyes are wide, and panic fills him as soon as he sees Stephen. He tries to move away but only bumps into the bedside table. The bed and the wall corner him in his small little space.  Stephen looks at him, his face gentle and his movements slow.
“Tony, honey, I need you to look at me.” He says. When Tony doesn’t look at him he continues softly “I’m not mad. Let me help you.”
That was enough for Tony to lift his eyes. He looks up at Stephen, and as soon as their eyes meet, tears begin to pool in Tony’s eyes. “May I touch you?” Stephen asks softly. Tony nods his head slowly, and Stephen slowly takes his gloves off. His shaky hands lift to caress Tony’s cheeks and his thumbs brush the tears as they fall.
The two of them sit there on the floor, Stephen gently brushing Tony’s tears as they fall. His hands shake and tremble as he holds Tony’s face, but Tony doesn’t notice over his own shaking. 
After a short while, Stephen taps the cloak on his shoulders and whispers something to it that Tony doesn’t hear. The cloak lifts from his shoulders and flies somewhere, returning a few minutes later with a handful of items. Tony sits quietly as Stephen takes items from the cloak, carefully cleaning the cuts on his thighs. He disinfects them, apologizing repeatedly as the solution burns. Before Tony knows it, the wounds have been cleaned, sterilized, and bandaged. The cloak of levitation wraps itself around Tony, and he can’t help but notice that the cloak is surprisingly warm. It wraps him like a burrito, lifting him up onto the bed gently. Stephen stands and sits next to him placing his shaking hand on top of Tony’s. “Why didn’t you tell me, darling?” Stephen asks softly, breaking the uncomfortable silence.
Tony doesn’t speak for a moment, and when he does it sounds weak. His voice shakes “I didn’t…” He mumbles softly trying to get his thoughts before trying again. “I didn’t want to scare you away.” Stephen’s heart breaks at the words, but he doesn't mention it. “You will never scare me away.” He says softly. “I love you, and I want to be here for you.”  He doesn’t press for an explanation, and Tony is silently thankful for that. 
Stephen stands up and rifles through the closet for a minute before pulling out a set of Pajamas for Tony. “Here. You’ll be more comfortable in these.” Stephen says softly. It's only then that he remembers that he is in a button-up and tie. He takes the clothing offered and puts it on. 
He watches Stephen go to the bathroom to change, and he knows it's because he struggles to button the pajama shirt. He won’t mention it though. 
Slowly, Stephen climbs into the bed, opening his arms for Tony to crawl into. He does without hesitation, burying his nose into Stephen’s collarbone, and wrapping his arms tightly around him. Stephen’s hands weave into Tony’s hair, soothing him with the soft touch. The cloak of levitation floats by the bed, somehow managing to look annoyed. Stephen pats the bed and the cloak lays on top of the blankets, softly wiggling into its place like a dog. 
It doesn’t take long for Tony to fall asleep in Stephen’s arms, and the doctor sighs as he lets his own eyes fall closed. The two men and their cloak resting comfortably on the bed. There was a difficult conversation that needed to happen, but that was for tomorrow.
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couldntbedamned · 2 months
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Good lord IronStrange fic is so top tier.
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aframozz · 2 years
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lehoodcollector · 1 year
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Marvel Legends Iron Strange Custom Figure
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gokailyger84 · 2 years
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After seeing the Doctor Strange magazine that @futureofthemasses shared, I went out to Barnes & Noble to get it.
Found some other goodies. The MCU visual dictionary is too awesome!
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saturn255 · 2 years
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rastyfrog · 2 years
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Doctor Strange
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Hey hey, I finished drawing Stefan🖖 the work was quite difficult but what a result🤔
after such an art, it is not a sin to go and just draw shitty art 🥴👌 I will be grateful for the promotion of this art🐸💚
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lucillenadelulu · 2 years
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quick wip of strange and tony :,)
i hope i think of a line before i finish this
anyways enjoy :)) hearts and reblogs are always appreciated!! <33
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sowhatwereyousaying · 7 months
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- Henry George Edward James Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor (Red White and Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston )
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Song went "Can't wait to go sit in my room, contemplate all the ways I could die", and my brain went STEPHEN. And that's the last thing the song had to do with the prompt.
Two universes : in Universe A, Stephen is the Sorcerer Supreme and lost his boyfriend, non-super Tony, to basically a freak accident. So A-Stephen has a breakdown and starts universe jumping, keeps seeing himself and Tony in love, doesn't help his grief overly much. And then he gets to Universe B, wherein B-Stephen is non-super and very prone to almost-dying, and B-Tony is a super who's not always there to save his life.
So A-Stephen, who knows what it's like to lose your love and doesn't want B-Tony to go through that, starts preventing B-Stephen's deaths (yeah plural, the guy almost dies like thrice a day, it's crazy).
And that's it, that's the prompt.
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random-writer-4884 · 2 years
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Red and Yellow Roses (Tony Stark X Stephen Strange)
Red and Yellow Roses
Tony Stark X Stephen Strange
Description: When Stephen returns home from a mission and dismisses Tony, who hadn't slept in over a day, Tony becomes upset. Even though the next day was their anniversary, Tony runs off and Stephen goes to bed. However, when Stephen is barely able to sleep without Tony by his side, he goes and prepares for their anniversary so that he can correct his mistake.
Warnings: none
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Tony was tired. Ok maybe tired wasn’t the right word. Tony was exhausted. He had been up for well over 24 hours, and had spent basically the whole time in his lab when Pepper wasn’t bugging him to sign papers. He had finally stopped working when J.A.R.V.I.S. began to lock down his equipment. 
He went back to the bedroom he shared with Stephen Strange, and changed out of his dirty work clothes. He sat down on the bed and looked at the calendar he kept on the wall. Tomorrow was their 1 year anniversary. They had started dating a whole year ago tomorrow. Tony had a nice dinner planned for the two of them, but Stephen had been gone for a little bit. Being the Sorcerer Supreme was a taxing job, and often required him to leave on a dime. 
J.A.R.V.I.S. alerted him to some papers that Pepper had sent over for him to sign. Something that he could easily say he hated. The constant nagging from his ex-girlfriend about his company that he left her in charge of running. Yet he still had to sign all the papers. He was part of the way through digitally signing them when a ring of sparks appeared, and out walked Stephen.
He was covered in dirt, and small cuts, and blood. His perfectly kept hair was tossed in every direction possible. His robes were torn and slashed. The gleam in his eyes was replaced with a tired dullness. 
Tony immediately stood from where he sat on the bed and ran up to Stephen “You're back!” Tony reached his hands out to cup Stephen’s face, but he backed away from the contact. 
“I need to shower. I’ll be back.” Tony was taken aback by the lack of affection. Stephen started walking towards the bathroom and Tony marched after him.
“I’m sorry? No ‘Hi Tony’ or ‘I missed you Tony’ or even ‘I love you’? Really?”  The cloak around Stephen's shoulders let go of his robes and flew to the other side of the room.
Stephen sighed as he began to untie his robes “Look, it was a long fight, and i haven't slept. I havent really eaten either. I just want a fucking shower, is that alright?” 
“Fine, go have a shower! It’s not like it matters to me! I just wanted a fucking hug from my boyfriend!” Tony turned on his heels and walked out of the room. Stephen, in similar fashion, marched into the bathroom and slammed the door. Leaving the cloak so lift itself up and down in a motion similar to a sigh. 
When Stephen walked out of the bathroom after his shower, he was sort of surprised that Tony wasn’t sitting in bed. In fact Tony was nowhere to be seen. Stephen wandered the floor before giving up. He was exhausted, and if Tony couldn’t understand that then it was his own fault.
He didn’t exactly sleep much. The emptiness in the bed was a painful cold. And so one the clock hit 5:20 AM Stephen got up. He searched the closet for a suit, and pulled out a nice navy blue one. With a little bit of searching, he found a red tie with simple gold stripes on it. The choice was only a little bit inspired by Tony’s Iron Man suits. 
Once he was fully dressed up, with hair combed back, and suit ironed. He wrapped the Cloak of Levitation around his shoulders and opened a portal. 
He stepped right outside a lovely little flower shop. Walking into the shop he was greeted by the sweet old lady who owned and ran the shop. 
“Oh! Stephen! I’m so excited for you to see this bouquet! What a beautiful bouquet idea you had! Red and yellow roses mixed together with a single green rose in the middle! It's stunning!”
The cheerful lady handed him the bouquet, and she was certainly right that it was stunning. Stephen thanked her and paid for the bouquet (He may have slipped a large bit extra into her tip jar when she wasn’t looking).
Once he was outside, Stephen opened a portal back to the tower. “J.A.R.V.I.S. Where is Tony? I have something for him.” 
“Mr. Stark has requested I not tell you his location.” The AI replied simply. Stephen sighed, deciding instead to search the tower. He started with the Avengers wing, and when he found nothing he continued to the lab. 
It turned out the lab was the place to go. He found Tony asleep on a bench, draped over a handful of blueprints. He had a white pencil in his hand and had clearly fallen asleep while sketching his blueprints. 
Stephen gently rubbed Tony’s shoulder to wake him up. When he finally opened his eyes he found Stephen bent down beside him.
“Good Morning Tony.” He said softly. “Happy Anniversary, my love.” Tony sat up quickly in the chair, nearly falling off of it. 
“What?” 
“I know I was a bit of an ass last night. I was tired, but it still wasn’t right. I’m sorry.” Stephen looked down at the ground as he spoke, only looking up when Tony put his hands on Stephen’s face. 
Tony was smiling “I forgive you, you oaf! Besides, I have a dinner reservation for us tonight!” Tony stood up from his chair. Hair a bit messy, his face had grease smudges on it. 
Stephen leaned over and planted a gentle kiss onto Tony’s lips. When he finished, he pulled the bouquet of roses from behind him. He handed them over to Tony “These are for you.”
Tony lifted the flowers to his nose to smell them. “It's a beautiful bouquet! I don’t exactly understand the green one in the middle though.”  Stephen gave a slight chuckle
“Well, the red ones are for love and passion, the yellow are for caring and affection, and the green one is for growth and abundance.” Tony was smiling looking down at the flowers “Oh, and they’re the color of your suit. The green one is in the middle, sort of like the Eye of Agamotto.” 
Tony started giggling. “You are such a dork!” He quickly turned and walked over to a door on the side of the room “I’ll be right back! I just need a quick change and I’ll be ready to go.” 
Stephen was confused “Go where? I didn’t really have a plan.” Tony turned around quickly with a grin on his face.
“Breakfast, obviously! I know a lovely little mom and pop shop across town that we can go to! The owners are so sweet! They have a little side room they always let me use so i’m not bombarded by paparazzi!” Tony ran through the door yelling something to J.A.R.V.I.S. that Stephen wasn’t able to make out.
When he returned a few minutes later, he was wearing a maroon suit, and a green tie with golden accents. He walked over to Stephen and wrapped his right arm around his waist, and his left behind Stephen’s neck. Tony tilted his head and pressed his lips against Stephen’s, who returned the kiss and wrapped his arms around Tony’s waist. 
When they broke apart, Tony grabbed Stephens hand and pulled the Sorcerer (and his accompanying cloak) out the door. They were both laughing as they hopped into the car, and drove to breakfast.
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