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hellfirecoded · 7 days

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( JOSEPH QUINN | CIS-MALE | HE/HIM | TWENTY-FIVE ) — — — it's just been another long week in boring - ass hawkins. isn't that right, EDDIE MUNSON ? shit, i guess they can't hear me over THE LAST IN LINE by DIO playing through the headphones of their walkman. it looks like they're gonna be late for WORK as BARTENDER/MUSICIAN at THE HIDEOUT. did you know EDDIE has been in hawkins for HIS WHOLE LIFE ? yeah, their family and friends describe them as PASSIONATE, but i've seen them be OBNOXIOUS too ! i would also say they remind me of late night drives with the windows down, band tees and leather jackets, and bulky rings on every finger but is that weird ? i guess nothing's too weird for this little town, huh ?

THE CAMPAIGN.

full name — edward alan munson.

nickname(s) — eddie, ed, kid, freak, murderer.

age — twenty - five.

date of birth — october 13.

place of birth — hawkins, indiana.

current location — hawkins, indiana.

pronouns — he/him.

sexual orientation — undecided.

education level — high school graduate.

residence — forest hills trailer park.

familial connections — alan munson ( father / incarcerated ) , elizabeth 'lizzie' franklin-munson ( mother / deceased ), wayne munson ( uncle / legal guardian ).

THE DUNGEON MASTER.

mbti — ENTP ( the debater ).

positive traits — original, charismatic, protective, energetic, quick-witted, non-conforming.

negative traits — argumentative, blunt, insensitive, obnoxious, guarded.

aesthetics — late night drives, leather jackets, band tees under a jean jacket, mixtapes with no names, bulky rings on every finger, uncontrollable late night laughter.

similar vibes to — patrick verona ( 10 things to hate about you ), jack sparrow ( pirates of the carribean ), tony stark (iron man ), chandler bing ( friends ), tyrion lannister ( game of thrones ), wade wilson ( deadpool ).

INTO MODOR.

eddie's parents were tragic from the start. his father had a gambling issue that quickly turned into a drug and theft issue by the time eddie was two. his mother, being the saint she was, raised eddie up until she discovered her illness shortly after he turned six. stage four breast cancer. she only lived five months after she was diagnosed.

alan munson had been arrested for drug possession when the news of his wife's death broke and he was denied custody until he could clean up his act. after calling eddie's maternal grandparents, they denied wanting custody of their only grandchild. it was only a few days after being put in the system did child services find his father's only brother, wayne. without hesitation, he was granted custody and eddie's new life began.

from the time eddie was young, eddie always had an unruly head of curls. his mother loved them. middle school was when the bullying for him began. he loved fantasy games. he LOVED metal music and often dressed in the color black. ripped jeans were a custom. it's all wayne could afford when he was growing up so he was often picked on for his grunge look. it all came to a head when rumors went around that his mom didn't die from cancer but that he sacrificed her life for some wicked intentions. the bullying got so bad that he ended up shaving his head and throwing a punch at anyone who disrespected his mother's legacy.

he got into a lot of fights in his middle school years. more often, eddie would be the victim of brutal words that he couldn't handle and he was throwing a fist at the nearest jaw. wayne was in the principals' office most of his seventh grade year. his counselor suggested that it could've been grief driven for his new-found behavior. he met every day with the guidance counselor that year and eventually dealt with the loss of mother. in high school, he began to grow his hair long to embrace his curls... in honor of his mother.

his love for d&d stemmed when he was in middle school as did his love for music. he was a self taught guitarist and when he found his lifelong friends out of the talent for both hobbies, he slowly started to find his place in the crowd of high school. the hellfire club was formed shortly after he entered into high school and desired a place for the outcasts to find their way.

all of season four is canon for eddie, though matilda is in the place of chrissy. after the battle in the upside down, eddie sustained the injuries to his sides from the demobats. when dustin, nancy, steve, and robin pulled him from the upside down... he was taken to hawkins general where he was detained and patched back up after losing a lot of blood. he remained in the hospital for three days after the incident under heavy guard as he was arrested as a suspect in the death of matlida, fred, and patrick.

despite every effort to clear his name entirely, it was nearly impossible to undo the damage that the title of 'murder suspect' did to his name. though hopper helped clear all the charges against him for lack of evidence, eddie's life never went back to the way it was before vecna's killings. he graduated, but wasn't able to walk the stage due to the controversy surrounding him. the hellfire club was disbanded in school, though eddie agreed to start the club up on his own time when speculation died down. he wasn't able to hold down any job, colleges did not accept him for his poor grades and reputation... everything he had was destroyed.

with the help of the hideout's owner, eddie was able to train as a bartender and works every other night to help wayne out with rent. he looks forward to moving out on his own time but lays low most of the time due to the ridicule he still faces to the day. he can only hope that one day, he can make it out of hawkins for good. for now, all he can do is hope that the day comes sooner rather than later.

#tw cancer mention #tw death mention #tw bullying #hwkinsfm.intro #◁◁ 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖎𝖘 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖊. 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖇𝖆𝖇𝖞𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖈𝖑𝖚𝖇 ▐ ▌ introduction. ▷▷

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slumbering-lore · 4 years

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I honestly feel like Sauron was unbothered by almost everything.

Hot Vala at door? Go join him.

Elf woman with a dog wants your castle? Cool, give it up.

Elf betrayed you and made rings? Kill him and use him as a banner.

Men taking you as a prisoner? Turn them into Morgoth worshippers.

Drowned? Go and use the ring.

Killed? Become the necromancer.

Banished to Modor? Work from there.

Fell horse destroyed? Give them fell beasts.

The lost heir of Gondor at your door? Send your Lieutenant to greet him.

Kids dropping your jewellery in lava? Guess now you've to face the judgement of Manwë-

#sauron #mairon #gorthaur #silmarillion #lord of the rings #tolkien #melkor #manwë #númenor #celebrimbor #galadriel #lúthien #huan #the hobbit #i honestly love that one Maia

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ellus986 · 4 years

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Underneath the mistletoe

Single dad Ben Hardy x reader part 1

Sorry kids, I know all my fan fics are filled with kids, but I can’t help it as I’m 21 weeks pregnant when I’m writing these lines. And I know I know it is over christmas, but had other things than finishing it, sorry 🤦🏼‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

Warning: kissing, dark humor

It is a casual friday night in the diner you work in. Not much of costumers, but your heart stops as your favorite two comes in. The little Keila smiles at you in the minute your eyes meet. They sit in the box they did every friday night for the past year.

“Good evening!” Greets you the blue eyed father.

“Welcome back at our tiny kitchen!” You say as you hand them the menu.

“Y/N, you look so beautiful again!” Cheers the little blue eyed girl.

“Thank you... I almost forgave you...” you giggle.

“For...gave...me?” Mumbles Keila.

“You never ever even tried to hint that your father is a famous actor!” You answer with a smile on your face, and you can see his face change too.

“That changes something?” He asks.

“No! I just wasn’t aware you played the best drummer alive!” You giggle.

“It sounds like you are a Queen fan, but than that movie came out more than a year ago and you just saw it now?” He chuckles.

“As I have my fridays booked always...” you nod your head in they way. “And having school next to work I have zero social life, but yesterday finally I had a class canceled and decided instead of a nap, I watch the movie I wanted for a long time now!”

“And we are really thankfull that you choose us over partying...” he mumbles.

“Everything for the smile of this princess!” You smooth her hair out of her face. Normally you would not touch your costumers, but these two was so different from the others. They come to you every friday, and you only worked on this day because she was so heart-broken one night you had it free and someone else surved them. She was smart and full of heart, and you loved her.

“I’m sorry...” she mumbles not looking up from the table.

“It is okay honey! I was just suprised, that I had your father playing in the background in my teenage years while having dinner!” You giggle again.

“So you was a fan...” he lift one of his eyebrows.

“Nooo... but Easterenders was something that went well as white noise for dinner... I let you decide what you want!” You turn away and walk.

“Daaaad...”

“Keila, no!”

“Dad! Don’t be a...”

“Y/N?” You can’t keep his voice out of your head.

“Yes?”

“We... have Frankie over the weekend... would, you like to come for a walk with us?” Sutters the blue eyed blonde.

“I’m sure I can make time before my afternoon ship if that is good for you?”

“Perfect!” Answers the adorble little one.

The next day:

Bournemouth was cold, and snowy, but the christmas decoration on the street made everything joyfull. A big smile sits on your face as you see Keila running in your way.

“Y/N!” She jumps into your arms and you lift her up.

“Hello, beautiful!” You greet her. “Hello, handsome!” You wave in Ben’s way.

“Princess!” He looks angry.

“It is okay! We know eachother for a year now, she didn’t run in some strangers arms... I mean I hope I don’t count as one...”

“No, you don’t count as a stanger!” He nods. “Are you okay with a jumping 4 years old?” He asks as he gets to you, and you already put down his daugther.

“4 and a half!” Keila holds her finger to her dad’s chest.

“4 and a half, sorry!” He mumbles.

“But back to the question, I’m more than okay with jumping 4 and half years olds!” You giggle, winking in the little ones way. “I study to be a primary teacher, so...”

“Maybe you will teach me?” You can see how Keila’s eyes are shining, as you are walking on the beach sidewalk.

“I don’t think honey, I have years to finish my studies and even if I could finish in two years there would be so little chance to get a job in a school you would go in...”

“Ooh... Frankie lets run!” She gets cheerfull again as she gets the leader from her dad and runs off on the empty street.

“So you want to work with kids one day?” You can see how he is struggling to even ask you.

“Yes defenetly!” You smile at him. “And you are a famous actor?”

“Could say...” his face just gets so red and a half smile gets on it slowly.

“Not fan of the fame?”

“Nah... kinda... I don’t like to be just me infront of people, but I love to perform thought...”

“Y/N, do you like Frankie?” Runs Keila to you, with the dog, who you immediately pet.

“She is so cute!” You nod.

She runs away again and you just walk next to Ben in silence until you think you have something better to do: throw a snowball into his chest. Suprise rises on his face, but he respondes quickly. You get into a big fight fast and you can see Keila running with worry on her face.

“What is happening?”

“She attacked me!” Ben points in your way trying not to laugh.

“Ooh blame it on the woman!” You hold your hands up.

“Ooh adults!” She hides her face in her hand before running away again with the dog, and both of you burst into laugh. You try to get a new snowball, but before you could get enough together he runs in your way and both of you end up in the fresh, white snow laughing, fighting. You lock eyes with him, and your heart just want to leave your chest. “Dad! Really?” You look up to Keila holding her hands on her hips still holding the dog on the leader who just lickes Ben’s face.

“Sorry, you are right little princess!” He gets up and holds his hand out for you.

“Dad! Now she needs to walk home in wet clothes!” You feel like a four and half years old little girl has more responseablety than you two sometimes.

“Oh shoot... do you live far away?” He mumbles.

“Half an hour bus drive from the diner...” you answer, pulling your shoulder.

“Than, I owe you with a coffee, and dry clothes!” He blushes.

“I really don’t want to bother!”

“Please!” Begs Keila.

“Okay...” you give in. “I can’t say no to a princess!”

You follow them to the their near by house. It wasn’t a luxury home, and you liked it for that. As you are about to get to the front door, you see a car parking in front of it, and an auburn man steping out of it. Your heart stops, you just saw him on screen two days ago.

“Uncle Joe, uncle Joe!” Keila forgets all about the dog and runs to him, jumping into his arms.

“Hi Princess!” He kisses her cheek as she is sitting on his hip. “Hi, I’m Joe!” He holds his free hand out for you.

“I kno... I mean, I’m Y/N!” You blush.

“So you know...” he chuckles.

“She just watched bohrap two days ago...” Ben helps you out.

“Yeah, too much work and study!” You pull your shoulder.

“She didn’t know daddy was famous before that!” Steps in the littlest one.

“You didn’t?” He looks at you suprised.

“He was familiar, but who would think of Easterenders?” You giggle.

You walk in as he chuckles with the little girl on his side. Ben shows you around and hands you some dry, and warm clothes. “Really sorry for the wet experience!”

“The wet experience?” Joe yells one room away chuckleing.

You take the clothes and walk into the bathroom. The cosiest bathroom you ever saw. It had wood everywhere and had the a suprisingly big bathtube in the corner, what was really calling for you, but you just come to change your clothes, to the man’s clothes you had no idea was famous, but was so nice with you in the past year.

As you open the door Keila is already standing there. “Are you staying for lunch? Uncle Joe got us food!”

“I don’t want to into...”

“Pleeeease!” She begs you with those big eyes, and as you look up you see Ben, looking at you two.

“If you are hungry, we got enough food, Joe always dubles our needs!”

“Eat with us after your wet experience!” Laugh Joe from the kitchen.

“Pleeease!”

“Okay... okay! I’m staying for lunch, but after I need to go to work!” You answer.

Lunch goes by so fast, and funny. You already saw the trend for #hardzello but you now understand it. They are just two adorable dork perfectly being bestfriends. Keila’s laughter filled the whole room along side yours. As you are about to leave she hugs you, and Ben is about to walk you out.

“Daaad!” You hear almost a scream, both of you turn scared, but than you see Joe laughing.

“What?”

“Look up!” She giggles,as both of you look up.

“Ooh...” he forms it so softly as both of you are standing under the mistletoe.

“Don’t cheat! I needed to kiss uncle Joe on the cheek last year!”

“But you two are over the legal age so... just saying!” Joe holds up his hands.

You can’t even answer as Ben grabs your hip and locks lips with you. It is modorate as there is his child, but passionet as well. It ends as soon as it started, but you still can’t let his eyes go, you just star into eachothers eyes.

To be continued...

My sweet perms:

@simply-sams-things @spacedustmazzello

#ben hardy #ben hardy fan fiction #ben hardy x you #ben hardy x reader #benjamin hardy #benjamin jones #ben jones #borhap fanfic #single dad #single dad fan fic #single dad ben hardy

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mikrowrites · 5 years

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all hail the magic man

•part one•

Doctor Strange x Apprentice!OC(platonic)

A/N: Thanks for all the love for Charlie! Tag list is open and after the chapter! Thanks lovelies xx

Charlie opens her eyes.

It isn’t like the movies where she’s blinded by light, she squints her eyes and finally noticed the world around her.

No, Charlie was immediately aware and terrified.

She sat up in her bed, her eyes darting around to see two figures standing still in the shadows. “H-Hello?”

They step forward, making Charlie go rigid and her breathing stop.

Mary Anne Greyson steps forward first, her face pale and her brown hair now a deep auburn with blood. A mystic mirror knife goes straight through her head, blood decorating her face, neck, and light green Master robes.

Then Henry John Greyson steps up milliseconds later. His face pale, his eyes dark and glossy, the trails and salt deposites of shed tears on his taut cheeks. Another knife goes straight through his abdomen, bloodieing his blue Master robes.

The two figures glower at young Charlie, before they open their mouths.

“Why did you watch, Charlotte? Why didn’t you try to save us? You’re weak and pathetic. We’re dead because of you.”

Charlie screams.

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It’s a beautiful and ugly thing, a funeral for a Master of the mystic arts.

Charlie has only attended one before, when she was seven, the Master of the London Sanctum had passed of old age and sickness. She remembered the old man, he had a kind smile and a silly accent and would sneak Charlie candies behind her parent’s backs.

But this funeral was for five poor souls.

Jeon Sihyung, a sweet but stoic man from Korea who headed the Hong Kong Sanctum.

Gieva Frueble, the Master of the London Sanctum.

Henry Greyson, Master of the New York Sanctum and his wife, Mary Anne Greyson.

And lastly, the Sorcerer Supreme, The Ancient One, had passed in a battle against Kaecillius, the woman fought valiantly along side Stephen and Modor.

Charlie stood in all black robes, her face stoic and emotionless through the whole service. She could sense Stephen staring at her the entire time, trying to catch her eye.

She had been approached by Wong, explaining that one of the Ancient Ones’ last decisions was to appoint Stephen the Master of the New York Sanctum (with good chances of him being the next sorcerer supreme; he was clearly immensely exceptional in the mystic arts).

After the service, Charlie felt a tug on her arm. Stephen towered over her, his face softened and littered with healing cuts. “I’m sorry, Charlie.”

The girl looked down at her feet. “S’Okay...”

Stephen put his hand on her shoulder. “Wong told you about her offer to me?” At Charlie’s nod he continued, “If myself being in the role makes you uncomfortable or you do not want me as that position, I won’t do it. It’s okay, it’s up to you.”

Charlie shook her head, finally looking Stephen in the eye. “No, no, take the position. Please. As of right now, I can’t think of anyone I’d want in that role more than you. If the Ancient One believed you could do it, so do I.”

Stephen smiled softly, leaning down and pulling Charlie into a quick embrace. “You’ll be coming back to the Sanctum, right? I know Wong was kind of hoping you would.”

“Wong did?” Charlie raised an eyebrow.

Stephen shrugged sheepishly, chuckling. “And um... maybe me too...” he mumbled.

Charlie smiled.

“I’ll see you at the Sanctum, then.”

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Living in the New York Sanctum with Stephen and Wong was... interesting for sure.

Wong and Charlie would read in silence together, merely enjoying each other’s presence. They’d also care for the relics together, Charlie recommending him new music and Wong teaching her random new little spells here and there.

Pranking Stephen was also something they delighted in.

Stephen and Charlie would talk about 70s-80s music together, as well as Charlie helping teaching him the basic of heading the Sanctum. They’d often go out for sandwiches together, and sometimes they’d just talk about everything and nothing.

If you had told Stephen Strange he’d get close with a kid—he simply wouldn’t have believed you.

So after much discussion with Wong, they finally sat down with Charlie (much like two parents would sit down their child. The irony was not lost on Charlie, she found it hilarious actually).

Stephen nervously cleared his throat, looking up at Charlie.

“I’d like to make you my apprentice.”

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OC Information:

Name: Charlotte (Charlie) Lynn Greyson

Age: 13 (Doctor Strange) 14 (Thor Ragnarok) 15 (Infinity War) 19 (Endgame)

Height: 5’4”-5’7”

Appearance: DS-IW: light brown hair length to chest Endgame: short, above the shoulder light brown hair | green eyes, lightly tanned skin, a light scar on the left of her forehead (as a kid she tried to ride down the banister of the staircase)

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Taglist: @knightofreaders @imabookworm31 @lizlil

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toonqueen · 5 years

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if you have netflix, you can watch the ritual! it's pretty good; not flawless, but i recommend it. modor is adorable; she's one of loki's jotunn kids! maybe her full name is modor lokadottir...

I don't wanna watch the dude bros trying to kill her. I want a movie just her having a good day.

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pandagirl45 · 1 year

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Ultron: *eating a sandwich* Kurt will speak german to his teachers, his teachers who I know don't know a lick of german will always say he says the prettiest things when he is really calling them annoying know it alls

Kurt: *practicing with his sword* Skarr will start fights and take names just so his parents can come down be bigger menaces than he is

Skarr: *playing a video game* Modor will purposefully piss off the school principal with her tricks just so Strange and Loki gain a new level of stress but a proud streak

Modor: *looks up from her book* Ultron is Tony Stark and Bucky Barnes kid, surprise? Don't be. He is a dead-eye laser shooting menace, used a knock-out laser to put a kid to sleep, funniest thing ever

interviewer: *horrified and fearful of these four heathens* oh... your parents are so... proud of you (how are they the next generation of heroes???)

#lol the avengers kids are menaces #tony stark #bucky barnes #winteriron #steve rogers #james rhodey rhodes #james rhodey rhodes x steve rogers #kurt wagner as a child #ultron as a child #skarr as a child #modor as a child #thor odinson x bruce banner #strangefrost #stephen strange #loki of asgard

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pandagirl45 · 1 year

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Kurt, age 13: I have never seen my parents thrown hands that fast

Ultron, same age:...I have. My dads are vipers

Modor: I place bets to see my mom to throw hands in her jotunn form

Skarr: HA, my parents made sure everyone knows their hands are rated e for everyone

#the kids are chaotic #ultron is a child #kurt wanger as a child #modor as a child #skarr as a child #kids talking about their parents fighting people #kids of superheroes makes for a hilarious time

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pandagirl45 · 9 months

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Ultron, 17: kurt, skar and modor, want to fuck shit up?

Kurt, 16 and half: oh yes please

Skar, 16: let's go!!~

Mordor, 17 and half: *grins with mischievous glee disappearing with them*

Two hours later, an AIM cross HYDRA base blown to smithereens

Tony: our kids are awesome

Steve: *posing in front of the destroyed base*

Bruce: awesome as hell *snapping a picture* thor will be thrilled

Loki: *posing with for a picture*

#tony stark #bucky barnes #winteriron #steve rogers x james rhodey rhodes #bruce banner x thor odinson #skarr #kurt wagner being adopted #kurt wagner as a teenager #kurt wagner #steve rogers #modor #modor as a teenager #lol this is silly #loki x stephen #froststrange child

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pandagirl45 · 3 months

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Moder, 7: I don't want to go to school! I'm smart!

Strange: we know that. I know that, but your parent and I think-

Moder: *glaring* you're not my dad!

Strange knows that. He knows how many partners loki had over his immortal life time. The tales he can speak of. The adventures as a God and jotunn. A seductress even. He knows this well. These kids of his, their fathers either aren't around, don't care to be or they are dead. He knows this. Yet modor seems to be having the hardest to adjust.

Times he hears her whisper angrily about wanting to know her real parentage. A small being, a mini giant in a way. Four hooves, four eyes, antlers made of flesh. She is the truth of loki children being different. In eyes of most asgardians who longed for their old world, a monster.

Strange seen worse beings than an angry child wishing to know who they are. Even when her abilities whispers his hands to shake as he practice. Her viper tongue like her mothers snaked out to cut him down. He stand strong because there is 6 beings relying on him. A great wolf child, a horse of many legs, a world snake, a magical old as him device, and cloak. Last modor.

Who is friends with even stranger kids, who is friend with a android turned human. A teleporting mutant. A hulking with unknown abilities. They are friends and strange wishes he can give her that comfort.

So when he is reading incantations, studying old sigils and alchemical properties, he stopped seeing her monster and child form in multiple orbs. Big eyes wet, blanket clutch in her hands.

"Mom... is still off on that stupid mission?"

Yes, loki is off to speak with jotunn that wish for asylum. A problem brewing. Unfairness spoken a language he can't even begin to decipher.

"Yes. Are you okay little one?"

A perk up, modor looked down then wandered over, "when will she back?"

"In a other full moon."

Strange rambled off, he wasn't excepting the surprise in those dark yellow eyes, "oh, soon then."

"Yes. Anything I can assist with?"

Shaking her head, she grabbed his pant leg looking at the moving magic, "why do you try?"

"Because, as much as I seem not to like children," a surprising childish giggle, strange half smiled, "I do love you guys, you. Your mother. Your siblings."

Modor stayed silent fingers digging till a tear was heard. Strange looked at her again seeing dark purple tears bubbling over, "you're dumb. Jorgamundr is dumb too."

"Well, let agree," strange lifted her up with a flick of his finger, he watched cloak swirl around eliciting happy hiccuping giggles, "that teens are dumb."

It was going to take time. If loki came back home with a pleasant surprise of seeing the sorcerer asleep with makeup on his face, a spell book on his chest, and modor asleep against his side. The God of mischief grinned snapping a picture.

(Sorry I keep spelling her name wrong )

#strangefrost #dr. strange #loki laufeyson #drabble #strange being the dad who stepped up #playing around with headcanons #froststrange #loki x strange #moder

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