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ladylokilaufeyson5 · 1 year
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“this ship isn’t canon” to YOU. I, however, am delusional
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TONY: Stephen and I--
PETER: Are getting married?
STEPHEN: No, we--
HARLEY, PULLING OUT A GIANT BINDER: Sit down. We've planned out the entire thing.
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rottentiger-art · 2 years
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Another ship dynamic I love, tho I mostly see it in fanfics
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lilbitofmac · 1 year
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Peter Quill’s got some words to say…
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kyuyua · 2 years
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That Peter and Stephen moment from NWH but Ironstrange headcanon :D
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invye · 3 months
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I love when (fan)fiction does this thing when a non-magic character first hooks up with a magic character and they kinda expect all this weird kinky magic stuff to happen and they're equal amounts nervous and excited.
And then it just doesn't. Oh sure, there is magic in bed, actual magic, but its the most mundane and unsexy quality of life type of magic ever.
Examples, MCU edition:
Doctor Stephen Strange, world renowned surgeon turned world renowned sorcerer: uses just enough magic to steady his shaking hands so he can feel more confident about touching back.
Wong, the Sorcerer Supreme, highest ranking person in the entire magic society: summons any kind of required supplies with the same casual countenance as if it was a sleight of hand card production trick instead of actual magic.
Wanda Maximoff, fearsome Scarlett Witch, master of the most volitile Chaos Magic: uses telekinesis to pick up the pillow that fell to the floor during the initial shuffle to make herself more comfortable.
Loki Laufeyson, God of Mischief, shapeshifter, alive long enough to have tried everything the Nine Realms have to offer (and some things they don't): only uses his magic to clean up after. Because he's Royalty and cleaning is Beneath Him.
They all know the weird kinky magic stuff is something that has to be properly negotiated first. So non-magic character better be ready for next time---
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galaxy-cupid · 1 year
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these damn homosexuals capturing my heart with beautiful fanart that is so beautiful and makes me tear up istg
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airas-story · 6 months
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Just a Kick
“Well,” Tony said, trying not to let his amusement get the best of him. “Say what you will about Peter, but subtle he is not. I think he wants us to date.”
Stephen glanced at him, arching an eyebrow. “What gave it away?” He asked, tone dry. “The mistletoe a few weeks ago that was completely out of season? The three different staged dinners that, admittedly, took us two dinners too long to figure out? The time they locked us in a closet after having stolen my sling ring? The fact that they’ve now tried to shove us into a single room with only one bed despite the fact that I could literally portal us to our own rooms for the night without anyone the wiser?”
“We could do that,” Tony agreed, even though Peter had made them promise not to abuse portals. Apparently it was part of the ‘vacation experience’ and it was cheating if they just went home every night. Tony didn’t get it, but he’d gone along with it this far. He let out a little hum as he considered the situation. “Or, I suppose, we could just go along with it.”
“You kick,” Stephen muttered under his breath. “It is incredibly annoying.”
Tony had gotten used to Stephen knowing random things about him—about them, in the hypothetical situation that they happened—that Stephen should, by all rights, not have any way to know.
14 million timelines.
Tony didn’t know how Stephen had done it, wasn’t sure how Stephen was still sane.
Wasn’t sure how, after all that Stephen had to have seen, Stephen for some reason loved him. There was no way that Tony deserved that.
Personally, Tony blamed Stockholm Syndrome. Stephen had clearly been forced into Tony’s proximity for so long that he’d been tricked into it. And yes, he knew it didn’t work that way, but Tony thought it got the point across remarkably.
But however many timelines it had taken Stephen to fall in love with Tony… It had only taken this one for Tony to fall in love with Stephen.
He just wasn’t sure how to actually do anything about it. He wasn’t sure that Stephen would believe him if he did, for one. And, perhaps more importantly, a part of him worried that his love could never measure up to Stephen’s own.
He would try. Hell, he’d try. He’d try to do right by Stephen. But the fear lurked. What if Tony wasn’t enough?
Such thoughts clearly didn’t plague Peter who clearly thought that he and Stephen were perfect for each other. 
“Well, wouldn’t want to kick you,” Tony said easily, trying to hide his gut reaction. “Just open me up a portal to my place. We can deal with Peter tomorrow.”
The words were supposed to come out casual, but something must have slipped because Stephen eyed him curiously.
“Do you want to share a bed?” he asked, sounding uncertain. Uncertain didn’t suit Stephen.
Tony opened his mouth, then closed it. He wasn’t sure how to answer that question. The truth was that, yes, he sort of did. But he also wasn’t sure what that would do to their relationship. Would it progress things faster and further than Tony was ready for?
Would he be giving Stephen promises that he couldn’t possibly live up to?
He knew he wasn’t good enough for Stephen. Did he want to give Stephen the false hope that Tony might someday be?
Stephen’s brow furrowed and Tony realized he’d been silent too long.
“Yes,” he admitted. He ran a hand through his hair before throwing caution to the wind. “I do want to share a bed with you. I want to do a lot of things with you, actually. The sort of things that Peter wants us to do. Like hold hands. And kiss. And sleep together, both platonically and not. And you know… uh, fall in love with you.”
Stephen’s mouth dropped open just slightly. Clearly he hadn’t expected for Tony to go all out like that. Well, Tony had always lived to surprise.
“Except,” Tony continued. “It can’t be perfect, because apparently I kick in bed, and maybe that’s a sign of other things. That maybe I’ll metaphorically ‘kick’ if I try to love you.”
“You…” Stephen shook his head. “You sound ridiculous, you know that, right? Are you really suggesting that because you kick in your sleep you’re incapable of loving me?”
“I’m just saying that maybe it’s a sign.” He looked away. He sounded like an idiot and he knew it. But the point stood. “You love me.” Stephen didn’t deny it. They were far past that. “And I just… I don’t know if anything I give you can ever match that.”
Stephen huffed out a breath, shaking his head. He waved his hands and then suddenly he was in his pajamas instead of his many layers of sorcerer garb. Tony felt his mouth go dry. Stephen looked… well, he always looked good, but he looked soft and approachable in the soft, worn white t-shirt and comfortable looking lounge pants. “You’re an idiot. Now get into your pajamas and get in bed.”
“Did you hear anything I just said?”
“Yes,” Stephen said. “You admitted you love me. You added a whole bunch of nonsensical commentary about somehow not being enough for me that I’m choosing to ignore until we’re both less tired. But the essence is that you love me. Since that’s true, I don’t see why we’re still dithering about this.”
Tony stared at him, searching for the right words.
Somehow he still surprised himself. “Alright.”
If Stephen was going to make it that simple… Well, Tony could accept it. For now, at least, until they had that discussion they needed to have.
Stephen waited until Tony was comfortable in the bed before wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him close. “I love you, Tony,” he murmured, breath warm against Tony’s skin. “Even when you kick.”
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cazuela-time · 9 months
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ignore strange's funky hand and arm ok this is from last year I have improved PLEASEa
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fandomloreblog · 4 months
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Yo Ironstrange fans, you wanna see canon interactions of the bickering Magician and Scientist: Marvel Midnight Suns.
Been playing the game for about a week now, and this game has single handedly sucked me into that ship. You have Tony “I’m terrified of the demonic Abbey” Stark having to share an underground Forge powered by a literal fire demon with Stephen “I’m too tired for this” Strange fucking around with with this sciencey gamma stuff called COIL, artifacts that got stolen from the New York Sanctum, and other goodies.
Not to mention there is a canon interaction on Superlink (A LITERAL CHAT FIC IN GAME) where Tony and Stephen consume an entire can of Espresso Chocolate and end up a mixture of delirious/drunk and end up becoming best buds, until Steve throws them both in the shower to sober up.
SPOILERS FOR THE END OF ACT 1: Another little gay thing is that Stephen’s would-be last words when faced with a near death experience, according to an actual voice line, was to tell Tony not to touch his stuff.
I. Am. In. Love. With. These. Idiots.
This game is what is single-handedly fueling my MCU Rewrite/AU I’m doing with my ocs and I am all for making Ironstrange canon for it.
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amaranthmori · 4 months
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lukas-dusk · 4 months
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Tony : God, if only someone loved me…
Stephen : *standing behind hum with roses*
Bucky : *holding box of chocolates*
Quill : *has balloons and a card*
Pepper : *facepalms* This is sad.
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Ships where one person can withstand torture to prevent something horrible from happening, but can't handle the person they love being tortured ... that's the good shit. That's that Orpheus and Eurydice parallel level ship.
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megidolan · 5 months
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my little collection of doctony + supreme family stuff ive made :)
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mushi-shield · 1 month
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strangeironaf · 1 year
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Tony: Anyone down to take couples counseling and see at what point the therapist realizes we barely know each other?
Stephen : Idiots to lovers, 20k words, angst with a happy ending.
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