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Quick (long) update.

|| I know I haven't been around in a hot minute, thought I'd give a quick update.

Sorry for vanishing like this, life has been a little wild recently; I started therapy a few weeks ago, next to me finding joy in a new game where I slipped into the fandom (rather hard lol) and realized that I am, right now, much happier with doing art and creating fics rather than RPing.

This might sound a little odd to some - but the thing is, my brain simply doesnt hold enough energy to do *all* the creative things I want to do. For example: RPing is incredibly fun but also *incredibly exhausting*, and whenever I put a lot of time into RPing, I am literally unable to do art or write fics. It's taking so much of my creative-energy-meter that it's empty quick, leaving me with being frustrated as I don't really get to create anymore.

So I decided to pursue creating art as well as writing fics for now, which means I basically vanished from RP tumblr in return. I know this might be frustrating to some - especially my writing partners - and I want to apologize for that, for said frustration I might have caused.

But it is what it is, and I am not going to change much about it anytime soon. I am actually feeling rather happy about being able to do art, write fics, and *not* worry about writing replies and possibly making partners wait. It's a sort-of-pressure that I've taken off of my own shoulders...

Which is needed right now as I, as mentioned, also started therapy. It's going to be a journey, and I was just diagnosed with general anxiety as well as depression (which could actually be a 'double-depression' on top of it, means it is a chronic depression as well as an 'episodic depression'). It feels... incredibly relieving, in a way, to finally have an official diagnosis and to know that yes, something IS going on with me, I am not just crazy in my head and/or lazy. However, the whole therapy-thing is only going to get harder from here on and I am already working on things that have been talked about, think about them in my head, work with what I have realized about myself and try to handle it.

I do have a whole diagnose-session going on in August for ADHD / Autism as well, which will *also* require a good chunk of my energy. So yeah, things are happening.

Long story short: I decided to put my priorities elsewhere for now, for my own mental health's sake, and my happiness. Reducing stress was *needed*, especially since I am only going to be more stressed while working on me, on my diagnosis, and on all the problems I finally want to be able to figure out and address, possibly solve. ---Something also happened in my private life a couple of months ago that basically, let's call it 'triggered', my sudden energy to finally ask for help after trying to handle everything for literal decades. So yeah. It's been a yeah so far lol.

I want to thank each and every single one of you for having been with me, RPed great stories, formed companionships over weeks and months; I won't delete this blog nor do I plan to 'archive it'. I'll just leave it like this and maybe, who knows, I will return to it (and my other blogs) at some point. I just don't want to put stress on me as in 'I will come back in x day / months', I'll just see where life takes me and when I find the energy to be here again, I will.

I love Khan, love Stephen, love Bones. I haven't lost my love for them, my attention is just elsewhere. (Including that cute game I have been playing, falling in love with some characters...)

I wish you all the best, sending you lots of vibes, happy thoughts, my eternal gratitude and some strength for whatever you need to deal with in your life. Remember that you are loved, that your thoughts are valid, that you are worth it. ♥

-waves-

PS: I do miss you, the people I formed friendships with. I miss you, our RPs, our conversations. In case we have been interacting much on here, but not actually exchanged other ways of staying connected besides tumblr - discord, for example - you are absolutely allowed to hit me up and I'll give you my discord. ♥

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|| Hey, hello!

I am currently not around much, and I am also not present on the dash. Just sometimes, rarely, so I miss most of what's happening. I apologize for being so absent and probably haven't read any of your ooc posts or life updates.

I'm unsure how things will proceed, but I am very much doing what's best for my mental health at the moment - and it could take a while. My love for my muses (Khan, Stephen, Bones) has not subsided, but my attention is currently elsewhere.

Sending you all lots of good vibes and hugs, and I hope you all have a wonderful time. ♥ Again, I apologize for not being around, and I humbly ask for your understanding.

Have a great day, friends! ♥

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|| Hello hello, just wanted to let you all know I am alive and I am sort-of here. ♥ I hope you are doing well, let me send you some hugs!

I just realized that taking a bit of a break from *constant writing* is doing well for me at the moment, and I have been playing some video games and just doing things I haven't done in SO LONG. This means I'll be a bit more sparse than I have before, and replies might take a while - I hope you'll be patient with me.

It's honestly doing much for the mental health to take a break and NOT focus so much on 'ohmygod I need to reply ASAP'; Honestly, I am feeling guilty but I am fighting against it very hard at the moment to make it clear to myself that writing is, indeed, a hobby, not an obligation. And I see it the very same way for everyone else, always tell people to take their time, but I am just not very kind to my own existence. :'D

So yes. I am going to be more slow and enjoy the fun I have right now with video games and such. And, I will also reply to things that give me 'the most spark' at the moment; That means some stuff I might get faster to, others not so much. Some things just hit the muse straight on, you know? Others a little less. It is what it is and I am sure you all feel the same and know what I am talking about. ♥ So I hope you'll understand as well.

Sending you all a lot of positive vibes - please have some water or another drink of your choice, a snack, take your meds if you need them, and allow yourself some kindness. ♥

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“Women have to think I’m hot or none of this matters.” - Thor

Absolutely unhinged comedy relief || accepting

"I mean, granted, I am not 'women', but..."

"---I can still say that you are quite hot indeed. Don't think you have to worry about that one."

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“ You look so biteable today. ” (( ????? yeah sflsdf ))

Absolutely unhinged comedy relief || accepting

Oh. ...Oh?!

Blinking a few times, stopping mid-motion (causing scarred hands to hover rather awkwardly in the air, orange magic fizzling between spread-out digits), Strange turns his head away from the floating book in front of him to focus on his guest instead; Looks like Khan has given himself permission to enter the Sanctum's basement.

---That being said, it also looks like as if the very same Khan is feeling a little... spicy today.

In whichever way might be a surprise; Stephen will either end up being bitten all over and devoured in a quite literal sense, or... not-so-literal. Being bitten is fine, though. He doesn't mind that. He would just... prefer to not be eaten alive. Or dead, for the matter. But he would go for the biting-option combined with something, let's say, not really safe for work. Something where children need to be locked away, innocent eyes covered, such things.

Yeah, the sorcerer's thoughts are definitely drifting into territory there that's spicy, indeed.

"---Am I?", is what he finally asks, once he manages to pull himself out of that trance-like state he's been in where he had been blatantly staring at that familiar guy for minutes on end, "...May I ask what exactly caused that, uh, feeling inside you to... occur? ---Call me curious."

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ABSOLUTELY UNHINGED COMEDIC RELIEF

ASSORTED QUOTES FROM TUMBLR TEXTPOSTS, X (formerly known as twitter) POSTS, TIKTOK, MEMES, AND OTHER SOURCES AROUND THE INTERNET

CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed.

SPECIFY muse for multimuses.

“   Currently considering becoming a bother and a nuisance, maybe even a menace or a rascal. ”

“   Hungry? Eat the government. ”

“   Yes, I wanna fuck after every argument. ”

“   Silence, you uneducated peanut! ”

“  They should invent a being alive that isn’t so difficult. ”

“   Women have to think I’m hot or none of this matters. ”

“   Due to personal reasons I will be named an enemy of the state. ”

“   Being overdressed is a myth made up by people who didn’t want you to have fun and be sexy. ”

“   What even are daddy issues? Just traumatize your father back. ”

“   I LOVE complaining! You can’t take that away from me! ”

“   I went to the silly goose convention and they all knew you. ”

“   I’m simultaneously ‘I’m tired of this grandpa’ and ‘that’s too damn bad!’ ”

“   The word ew coming out of a pretty girl’s mouth holds so much power … I think that it can tear apart nations. ”

“   Someone made fun of my shoes and the whole time I just thought of ways to push them out the window. ”

“   If you’re short, simply get taller. ”

“   I better think twice? Buddy I don’t even think once. ”

“   My off putting looks, awkward demeanor, and strange behavior have captivated you. ”

“   There’s something deeply, fundamentally wrong with you. Can we kiss? ”

“   You are a fool. When you walk, clown music plays. ”

“   I mean yeah he’s evil and all but what if I were his favorite? ”

“   I really do hate thinking. ”

“   In my defense, I simply do not vibe with the law. ”

“   I’ve done nothing wrong. Except all the atrocities. Besides that, I’m innocent. ”

“   Sorry I couldn’t hear you over my internal monologue. ”

“   Of course you have white hair and trauma. ”

“   So apparently the bad vibes I’ve been feeling are actually ‘severe psychological distress’. ”

“   Stop calling me a bad person just because I’m orchestrating your downfall! ”

“   The more lip gloss I collect the longer I live. ”

“   Sorry that I am obsessed with you in the unhealthiest way possible. As if it's my fault ”

“   The multiple failed assassination attempts against me have helped build both character and self esteem. ”

“   I could be your loser boyfriend. Do you ever think about that? ”

“   Accidentally went and got myself killed yesterday, but god wont let me die so I’m back ”

“   What do you mean napping isn't a good coping mechanism? What do you mean my problems are still here? ”

“   Academic validation is required for my sanity. ”

“   RIP to everyone killed by the gods for hubris but I’m different and better. Maybe even better than the gods. ”

“   Researching the stages of grief to see if I can get them finished in ten minutes tops. ”

“   My parents were like I’m gonna make a child that is so beyond help. ”

“   It’s not easy to admit when you’re wrong, and that’s why I won’t do it. ”

“   Why can’t this family ever have a funky good time? ”

“   How do I show people that I’m more than my unethical career choice? ”

“   I fucked my way into this mess, and I’ll fuck my way out. ”

“   You look so biteable today. ”

“   Why am I suffering? I have so many correct opinions and takes. ”

“   I AM HAUNTED BY A PAST THAT I CANNOT GO BACK TO! anyways ”

“   Challenging authority, angering gods. The family business. ”

“   Third base is me telling you about my father. ”

“   Hey girl. Plagued by terrifying visions? ”

“   Got caught giving a fuck. Embarrassing. ”

“   I didn’t ‘miss’ the red flags; I saw them and thought that they looked sexy. ”

“   Do my dark circles and deteriorating health make me look hot? ”

“   I get my news from the only reliable source, cryptic symbolism in my dreams. ”

“   Another day of being a bisexual disaster. ”

“   I’m going to let myself be a little unhinged today, as a treat. ”

“   Some of you act like murder is such a big deal. ”

“   You wanna hunt me for sport so bad that it makes you look stupid. ”

“   You’re not a girlboss unless you’ve killed someone. ”

“   It’s so weird how no one ever has correct opinions about things except for me. ”

“   Hello, my love — I mean, my rival ”

“   No one is calling me baby and it’s outrageous I can’t believe it. ”

“   No talking stage. Mutual obsession and you see god in my eyes or nothing. ”

“   I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOOKUP CULTURE DIE IN MY ARMS ”

“   Yes baby your emotional walls are high and impenetrable can we kiss now? ”

“   Affection is disgusting. Drown me in it. ”

“   I am gatekeeping my respect from you. ”

“   Well, well, well, if it isn’t the consequences of my own actions. ”

“   I am equal parts fuck around and find out and please don’t yell at me I’ll cry. ”

“   Short legs, big butt. I’m a corgi. ”

“   Fuck being the bigger person; I’m going to start biting people. ”

“   Well that wasn’t very slay of you! ”

“   May I please get a crumb of affection? ”

“   I crave power! Please don’t yell, though; I’m sensitive. ”

“   You call it a near death experience; I call it a vibe check from God. ”

“   Here are some scissors. Now cut it out. ”

“   Might commit a little tomfoolery, maybe even some shenanigans. ”

“   All these flavors, and you choose to be salty. ”

“   How can I live, laugh, love in these conditions? ”

“   What if I said ‘to be honest’ but then lied? ”

“   I'm financially at a stage where I understand why people do fraud. ”

“   Yes I may be evil and morally corrupt, but I’m also incredibly beautiful and I think that makes up for it honestly. ”

“   Debates are stupid. Why would I want to sit down and argue with someone blatantly dumber than me? ”

“   I forget but I do NOT forgive.. I'm just walking around hating bitches can't remember why ”

“   Ding dong your opinion is wrong! ”

“   I’m coming for your kneecaps. ”

“   You dropped your nose you fucking clown. ”

“   Are you a fire alarm? ‘Cause you are really fucking loud and annoying. ”

“   Call me an escalator, because I let people down. ”

“   I love me a good lesbian scandal! ”

“   If you can’t run away from your problems, you’re not running fast enough. ”

“   Everything I want to do is illegal. ”

“   Don’t make me hit your ankle with my Barbie scooter! ”

“   I tell gay jokes because I am a gay joke. ”

“   Fuck! I dropped my mental stability! ”

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Day 10. Scars kink / prostheses kink.

Stephen returns after a long day and can barely stand on his feet. He is exhausted and comes to Tony for help, but because of the numerous victims in the temple that he had to protect, memories come to him from the past, where Tony almost died and the first thing he does is hug and kiss him, just comforted by the fact that everything is fine with him.

Tony doesn't know what's going on yet. This is the moment before he turns back. He just thinks Stephen is having a bad day and doesn't suspect that the temple is almost destroyed.

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|| Hello hello, just wanted to let you all know I am alive and I am sort-of here. ♥ I hope you are doing well, let me send you some hugs!

I just realized that taking a bit of a break from *constant writing* is doing well for me at the moment, and I have been playing some video games and just doing things I haven't done in SO LONG. This means I'll be a bit more sparse than I have before, and replies might take a while - I hope you'll be patient with me.

It's honestly doing much for the mental health to take a break and NOT focus so much on 'ohmygod I need to reply ASAP'; Honestly, I am feeling guilty but I am fighting against it very hard at the moment to make it clear to myself that writing is, indeed, a hobby, not an obligation. And I see it the very same way for everyone else, always tell people to take their time, but I am just not very kind to my own existence. :'D

So yes. I am going to be more slow and enjoy the fun I have right now with video games and such. And, I will also reply to things that give me 'the most spark' at the moment; That means some stuff I might get faster to, others not so much. Some things just hit the muse straight on, you know? Others a little less. It is what it is and I am sure you all feel the same and know what I am talking about. ♥ So I hope you'll understand as well.

Sending you all a lot of positive vibes - please have some water or another drink of your choice, a snack, take your meds if you need them, and allow yourself some kindness. ♥

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At the moment you want...

to be loved.

it's lonely, despite people constantly reassuring you. platonic or romantic, you crave to feel warm, to feel held, to feel worthwhile and to feel cared for. you yearn for that feeling, like a spot of sun hitting your skin on a breezy day. you want validation, love, from those who surround you. you aren't sure how to ask, or if you can. there's fear there, you can't figure out if they care, if this is love, if they're sincere. perhaps your shoes were muddied, during a long walk in the rain, and you fell, and you were muddied as well. you got home, finally, and washed off, but part of you still feels muddied. your past is not the present. someone loves you. reach out, and express that you need that love, and surely, someone will reciprocate.

tagged by: @danversiism (kinda) ♥ tagging: @forevermuses (any muse you like), @abyssalmuses (Otto?), @kissedbymischief, @ironifiicd, @wildcxrds (any muse), @itsalcngstory (any muse you like), @deficd (any muse you like), @paramounticebound and you! ♥

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DILFGIFS 2.5K CELEBRATION: SPIN THE BOTTLE ON THE DILF ↳ BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH in DOCTOR STRANGE (2016) — Tanya (@monroe-marilyn)

Dormammu, I’ve come to bargain.

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Stephen Strange smiles (the last one is too funny)

Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness

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Good. Good, yes, really; That topic should be dealt with once and for all, then. Whether Stephen is truly thankful or not might be written into the stars... but hey, he's definitely wanting peace to exist between them, so he's willing to take a few necessary steps to make it happen.

Especially since... well... As Otto himself has clearly noticed by now, he's back at Strange's Universe. Again.

And the sorcerer sighs at the question spoken into the silence between them, accompanied by a set of bright eyes flicking to the side, a somewhat sheepish cough happening just moments after.

"Truth to be told---"

"---I don't know. It wasn't my fault this time; I didn't conjur some odd spell, didn't try to erase someone's memories, so... you just appeared, all of a sudden. And I guess we need to figure out why that is, because it shouldn't happen to begin with, obviously so. I'm sure you'll agree it me..."

Otto lets a silence fall between them, as though he needs any time at all to ponder the question. Of course, his ego is thoroughly stroked by the wizard's admittance, and it doesn't take long for the doctor to shrug and nod once.

"Yes, that will do, I suppose. Now we can move on to more pressing questions."

Tilting his head, Otto surveys the other man. No doubt he's noticed the obvious, but perhaps it doesn't concern Stephen as much as Otto feels it should. "Namely – what the hell am I doing here again?"

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That massage to his shoulder - the warmth of that cup scarred fingers are now holding onto - cause Stephen's muscles to relax a bit, followed by a gentle exhale of breath as he brings the cup to his lips, taking a sip; Fuck, that's some damn good coffee there, and his eyelids flutter at the combination of positive sensations he's going through at that very moment.

He briefly wonders about it, in a way; Loki does all of this for him, just like that, so - does he have some ulterior motives, perhaps? Thinking about something - making plans - that the sorcerer's tired brain is unable to catch onto just yet? He's the god of mischief after all---

But, for some reason, part of Strange just feels that this is not the case. Besides, all of this feels really good, and, uh... well, the sight is also quite nice, really. It's been a while since Stephen has been awoken to breakfast, a superior coffee and the sight of a handsome, almost-naked male perching at the edge of his mattress.

---This, all of it, could be the lead-up to something naughty, another braincell helpfully provides as the sorcerer listens, his gaze flicking along that chest for a moment before meeting the Asgardian's own gaze. And, to be honest, that thought actually doesn't alarm him either - he's just a man, someone with needs and desires, and he's never been too shy about it, actually.

So... Strange really isn't opposed to whatever could be going on here; It probably helps that he feels so damn relaxed and that Loki is knowing how to use his silver tongue...

---Thinking about all of this makes the sorcerer miss most of what his guest is saying, though, but he offers a brief nod to what must have been an explanation regarding the breakfast. He does catch the man's question, however - the cheeky one - and Stephen swallows, sips more of his coffee, then clears his throat before allowing a bit of a sheepish smirk to tug on the corner of his lips.

"I mean...", he starts, voice quiet, "...Y-yeah, you... you can certainly leave it open. I'm, uh... surely not complaining."

Part of him wonders of Loki knows about the fact that Strange himself is almost naked under his sheets; He does wear a pair of boxer shorts, but besides that? Nothing. Maybe this is payback, in a way, for that one time where the sorcerer had barged into the Asgardian's room without knocking... ---Yeah, yeah it is, Loki did mention it seconds before, right? Stephen thinks he's gotten that bit of his earlier words as well... at least partially so, while admiring the sight and sinking into his own, not quite innocent thoughts.

"...You can, uh, also take a seat, if you... if you like. Get comfortable, such things. I mean, you brought me breakfast, after all..."

Loki’s fingertips very lightly massage into Stephen’s shoulder as he watches his sleep-heavy face process a myriad of emotions, most of them surprise, then a tinge of perhaps coyness, then baffled appreciation. He ensures that his approach isn’t unwanted, before bestowing the coffee into his grip, lingering with his hold to be positive that Stephen could grip it soundly. Hopefully the warmth of it is soothing to his hands, especially first thing in the morning.

“Good morning,” Loki greets gently, now that Stephen is more awake than not, and hasn’t shooed him out. A smile perks the right corner of his mouth as he realizes that Stephen could possibly be tongue-tied about his state of dress, and well, that’s just a bit satisfying.

“I wanted to thank you,” he offers in that same gentle, deep tone, careful not to disturb the quiet morning atmosphere. “-for tending to me. And for helping me in general.” If people are generous toward him, then he will be generous in return - and maybe even more so. They just started on the wrong foot.

Pulling the tray closer, he presents it with a flare of his hand.

“Michelin-star quality ingredients, prepared with care and finesse by yours truly. I do apologize for rousing you earlier than usual, but I suspected it would be worth it. Also, we’re even about our privacy now,” he chuckles, gesturing to himself, then generally toward the room. “And you needn’t blush, I have left my robe loose on purpose for your… Appreciation.”

There it is, the silent implication, a tender question— and permission to stare.

“That is, if you’d like to have me keep it open…?” And the inquiry is followed by Loki slowly perching himself on the edge of Stephen’s bed, hand still on his shoulder - not quite sitting, but clearly not leaving either.

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|| Let's not forget that Stephen is INSANELY POWERFUL. I know that, especially in my portrayal, he can be a little dork and certainly fucks things up, BUT HE IS SUPER POWERFUL. Like, IMMENSELY SO.

No reason for me to throw this on the dash - nothing happened or anything, really - I just watched one/two videos of him and I felt the mighty need to just scream this into the void. :]

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Stephen genuinely feels happy - and relieved - about Tony appreciating the moment they're currently in; The billionaire sure has been at a lot of places in his life, experienced luxury in equally as many different ways... so it's nice to know that he still enjoys this, even though it's only made of a pretty view at the sea accompanied by fine wine - and dinner.

"---No need to call it even; I like to give without taking too, you know?" A chuckle follows Strange's words and his smile widens, amused, before he gives the other's hand a gentle squeeze in return; It still feels a little foreign to hold hands with Tony like this, but... it's wonderful and feels very much right at the same time. The sorcerer hasn't done this in many, many, many years; It's about time for it to happen again, and here they are.

He hums, takes a sip of his wine in return before his gaze flicks back to the sea, watching the sun setting on the horizon, the orange light being reflected by the ocean's surface in such a beautiful way.

"Just having you here with me is enough. It's all I could ever ask for."

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Tony followed Stephen's gaze, a small smile tugging at his lips. How could anyone say no to a view like this, not to mention having a handsome guy to enjoy it with? He would have been a fool if he had said no. His gaze slowly turned back to Stephen when he felt the other reaching for his hand, giving it a small squeeze.

"Yeah that magic of yours is pretty convenient," he teased, though he was wearing a genuine smile which showed his appreciation, "that was a sweet gesture Stephen and I do appreciate it. This place is pretty amazing... I mean the view is something else..."

Reaching for his glass, he took a small sip before adding, "Now I just got to make sure I take you somewhere special to call it even."

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There's not much Stephen can do besides staying where he is, standing in the middle of the room, staring back at the man that rests inside his own bed; Tony is so utterly nonchalant about this, the situation they're in, that it makes Strange do a double-take, blink a few times after, feeling a series of emotions going off inside his chest before evaporating.

It surprises him, the billionaire's approach - but then it doesn't, because he is Tony Stark, after all, and this surely isn't the first time for him to wake up in another bed. Besides that, the way he takes the moment they're in feels... relaxing, almost, causes relief to wash over the sorcerer who feels something akin to the weight of the fucking Mount Everrest to fall off his shoulders in return.

Perhaps he doesn't need to worry too much here - Tony seems to be fine and not regretting anything at all, and he's also not shy about whatever they're doing (or have been doing, for the matter). He also doesn't seem to be too fazed about the fact that Stephen stands there, in his bedroom, naked as the day he was born while staring right back at the one and only Iron Man tangled in his sheets; He even offers to have a next-time happening, complete with dinner and all of that.

That's a hell of a ride Strange is on currently, and the mentioned emotional rollercoaster inside his chest causes him to exhale a breath, followed by the corners of his lips stretching into something akin to a smirk as his gaze averts briefly, accompanied by a gentle shake of his head and a brief, quiet chuckle.

Time to calm down, he thinks to himself. It definitely helps that the brunette is doing his thing here, taking weight off of both their chests, and the sorcerer huffs before deciding to fuck his earlier plans and slowly make his way back toward where that gorgeous individual is resting - claiming the sheets as if they belong to him, a king surrounded by velvet.

"---Guess the bathroom can wait.", is what Stephen mumbles before he clears his throat, then takes a tentative seat on the edge of the mattress; His bright irises glance over at Tony, taking in the sight of him, the previous smirk still existing, but a lot softer now. Almost sheepish again. "I'm just...---Are you serious? About, uh, a next time, I mean. I... I can't even believe you're still here - or here at all, for the matter - and... seem to enjoy yourself. Even consider to have us do this again..."

Damn, Strange's heart is beating fast inside his ribcage there, making him swallow as his gaze continues to trail a bit, along the shape of his guest covered by the sheets...

"I mean, I would love to have a next time, I just... I didn't think you were... ---Hell, I didn't even think you'd be still here after remembering what has happened between us last evening..."

"A little after five?" Tony repeats, his voice still groggy and tired as the Iron Avenger tried to remember if there was anything important he had to do that morning and if so could he skip it for a couple more hours lounging around in Stephen's very lovely bed possibly cuddling with the wizard in question. "Don't apologize Stephen, I don't mind being up early occasionally... As long as you promise to come back to bed for a while longer?" There was something fun and mischievous about the idea of Tony convincing the very dutiful sorcerer to skip whatever he was doing that morning to laze in bed with him, it was like ditching classes during high school to go home early, the exact same rebellious streak showing its head.

"You aren't going to run off to do some monk type morning stretches or meditation are you?" It was then that the inventor realized he didn't exactly know much about how sorcerers as a group operated, did they have little morning rituals? Perhaps transfiguration classes after breakfast in the main hall? The last one was a joke but honestly the Stark heir wondered if that wasn't actually too far from the truth.

Inquisitive hazel eyes linger on the incredibly handsome form of the younger Avenger, gods how on Earth did someone like himself get that lucky to pick up someone like him? Tony will never know, his luck ping-ponged between being absolutely catastrophically bad and nearly miraculous and this time was certainly the latter of the two.

"Well... Whether you're about to run out of here or not I do have a request to make. Next time when we do this you have to at least buy me dinner first, or I can buy you dinner seeing as it would look awful on my part as a billionaire to make someone who technically works with me as a co-worker pay for anything." Though it is said with a light-hearted laugh there is a nature of truth to his words, Tony would very much want there to be a next time if the wizard allowed it. Dear God above he hoped Sorcerers weren't like monks and swore an oath of celibacy or some shit like that. The world would be a cruel mistress if that were the case.

"Oh. Shit my bad, you said you wanted to go to the bathroom first. You don't have to stand here and listen to my dumb questions, I can wait for you to get back."

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Part of Stephen regrets to have talked so much - and in such great detail - about what he's gone through back then while facing Dormmamu; It seems to affect Ben greatly, and it displays on his features in such a colorful way that it causes something inside the sorcerer's chest to clench. He swallows, watching - and feeling - the shorter one briefly resting his forehead against the center of his chest before he pulls back then, to which Strange lets out a slow but deep exhale of breath through slightly parted lips.

"---I'm sorry about, uh... you know. Pulling you down like this." His spoken words are followed by an apologetic expression on his own face, a small lopsided smile, an inhale of air which he holds inside his lungs for a little while. "I am okay. I truly am. It's been quite the thing to go through it, but... knowing that I did to keep the world safe, to make sure no one is going to die, that earth's existence won't end - it helps. Makes me feel useful - and quite powerful, to be honest."

Chuckling briefly, trying to lift the mood somewhat, the sorcerer tilts his head and cocks a brow then, one hand sliding back out of his jacket's pocket to place itself on the young man's shoulder instead. Stephen gives it a brief squeeze, then a pat, before he clears his throat a second time and then pulls back, having scarred digits curl into the warm fabric again, where they have been resting before.

A change of topic is definitely needed here, he thinks; It helps that Ben shows off the watch he wears around his wrist and Strange takes in the sight of it, clearly fascinated by what his bright eyes pick up. Not only seems that thing to be... well, quite the thing, really, displaying an arrangement of stuff a watch should not be able to do, but it also looks pretty on top of that.

And, well, Stephen loves wrist watches. Even now, even though so many years have passed ever since his life had changed drastically (and he does not even own a collection of watches anymore), he is still very much fond of them.

Sometimes he wished he was rich, still, so he could---

"---Pretty thing.", he comments, nodding at the watch. "Stylish. I, uh... I used to own a large collection of wrist watches. Had a display case, all of that; Loved to wear one every day, matching my outfit, the mood I was in... such things. Even though I don't even own many nowadays - don't wear them anymore - I... still cannot stop myself from admiring them."

Chuckling again, the sorcerer clears his throat, then looks back up to meet Ben's eyes. He feels another pang of guilt again when the young man mentions his beating heart and the stress he experiences - fuck, Strange should have been more careful with his chosen words...

"...Tea sounds great, I could definitely go for one as well. There's a cute little café around the corner, spotted it earlier; Wanna give it a try?"

Q could have done without the actual details of how Stephen had died; all the words did was force the images of said impaling and burning and all the rest to appear inside his head in such graphic detail that he wished he had never asked in the first place.

That wasn't strictly true though, as he listened and wondered if Stephen had really thought this whole thing through before or just brushed it off as 'part of life'.

There had been a long time when his own creation had just been thought of like that - as though the pain was right because, in the end, he had saved other people and worked towards bettering the world... So his pain was all worth it, right? He wasn't so sure anymore and often found himself wishing that people like Stephen in particular could learn that there was a middleground between being a selfish asshole and a self-sacrificing idiot - even if that 'sacrifice' did not mean their death.

"Yes... I know." He whispered, aware that he shouldn't have even the faintest idea of what it felt like to die and yet his theory apparently hadn't been too far off. At least his had just been the same thing on repeat, there was a kind of benign comfort in familiarity even in the familiarity of agony.

"Stephen..." Q shook his head slowly. "Just because things could be worse doesn't mean it's okay... I..." He sighed, letting his eyes close as he briefly rested his head against the centre of Stephen's chest before stepping back before he could he told off.

"I'm glad though; that you're safe, that you... That you're coping okay with it all, that you have people who help out sometimes." He offered a small but genuine smile which grew as soon as the comment about the watch made him laugh.

"Well! It hasn't yet, it does lots of other things too but no one is supposed to know that. It's been my pet project since I was new." He explained, spinning the dial rapidly so that the face of the watch changed from a perfectly ordinary timepiece through a range of different options in a blur. Some of the features were more obvious than others like access to CCTV cameras and track functions while others showed seemingly random data or required a biometric scan to fully open.

"Perhaps we should do something a little more relaxing after all of that was aired - my heart is still going too fast. I would suggest a bath but that isn't really a pair activity. We could get some tea?"