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ashley-jones · 3 years ago

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Who is Most Powerful

John Constantine x Maximoff oc

Oc name - Natalia Maximoff

Natalia is the daughter of Wanda Maximoff aka the Scarlet Witch. After 7 years of living alongside Stephen Strange, Natalia comes into contact with a demonologist named John Constantine. She's been handed down the exact powers of her mother, her only issue is she has no clue how to control them. Instead they tend to control her more than she would like to admit.

Warnings: Cursing, mention of demons, demonology, summoning demons without knowing, uncontrollable abilities, death, Maximoff powers

Nightmares.

Everyone has nightmares is what Strange always says. That they will always pass once you overcome them. But what if you do not overcome them? What if nightmares haunt your every thought, memory, word, and move? How do you truly overcome something that you can't even run away from?

Well this is how Natalia Maximoff feels every day and night of her life.. She holds the power of the Scarlet Witch, something her mother placed on her on her day of death. Her mother placed the dark soul on her despite the dangers and fear that resigned within that book. She was only 9 years old when her mother died, and 10 when Strange finally took her in.

But not even the greatest sorcerer can control that of the Scarlet Witches power.

The Scarlet witch haunts Natalia, pushing her to release her power. All to the point of creatures escaping mind without the teenage girl even noticing.

Currently Natalia laid curled into a ball, silk red sheets thrown from the circular bed, head tucked into her arms, red hair messy and formed into a halo around her arms. Red springing around her, yells and echoed growls surrounding her quiet feared whimpers. "Stop it.. p-please I'm scared.." she whimpered. "I c-can't.. I c-c-can't do it..." She cried. "Help me please... S-someone help me.." she begged.

"Natalia! Open the door!!" Strange called out. "T-they won't let me.." she whimpered. Red blazed around her fingers, hands pressed into her ears; dark brown eyes shooting open glowing red as a red barrier surrounded her a scream escaping her when a dark black figure shot at her. A red sphere appeared suddenly wrapping around her body pulling her into a dark hold of warmth.

It felt as though she was going through a portal of some sort. Soon her body came collapsing into a carpeted floor, head lifting only to fall again as sleep takes hold of her at least.

Strange busted through the door watching the figures fade into dust. He ran through the room searching every inch of the room for the young woman, but not a single sight of her came. Wong looked around as well, only to look towards Strange shaking his head.

Strange cursed covering his mouth, before quickly leaving the room to retrieve anything that could tell him where the young Maximoff child could be.

"Ah..w-what?" Natalia whispered. She shifted lifting an arm to cover her eyes until she was well adjusted to the bright light shinning over her. "I'm glad to see you awake." a woman's voice ran through her ears. Natalia's head turned seeing a tall woman dressed in a blue and red stars and stripes body suit with red knee high boots on, along with long black hair placed in a low ponytail. "Who... Who are you?" Natalia whispered.

"I go by Wonder Woman, but you can call me Diana.." the woman softly spoke. "You've had quite the journey dear.. How are you feeling?" Diana questioned. "I don't know.. s-scared.. my n-name is Natalia Maximoff.." she whispered. Diana smiled softly bowing her head, then turning to a male and female. The male was dressed in a trenchcoat with a white dress hit and messily done red tie with black pants and black dress shoes. While the woman wore leather black pants heeled boots, and a white dress shirt. The young girls head turned back towards Diana.

"where am I?" she whispered. "Washington D.C." the woman answered. How the hell did she get from kamar taj to Washington d.c?! She looked down fingers clenched against her leggings, sweater falling over her hands and red hair falling to cover her panicked face. But that panic hit quick when a dark figure appeared in front of her, sharp tooth grin appearing. A loud scream escaped her, body jerking ripping the IV's from her arm when she stood. But she stumbled and hit the floor blood dripping down her arms. The black figure turned red and lurked over her, it had the same bodily figure as Scarlet witch, the same thing that has been haunting her for 7 years.

A gold band surrounded the creature crushing it into dust, Diana rushing to the girls side kneeling beside her. "Bloody hell.." the man spoke lowering his hand looking at the shaking girl. "What was that??" the second woman questioned. Diana looked down at the shaking girl, her arms covering her face knees pressed into her chest ignoring the blood puddle appearing on the floor.

Diana helped the girl up gently setting her back down on the bed. She grabbed a towel placing it against the bleeding wound. The Amazon took notice of the red glowing coming from the girls eyes, that would disappear then return. The fear on her face let Diana know she had no control over what was happening, nor her coming through the roof of the justice league.

Natalia sat in the room alone, head lowered feeling more alone than ever. She looked at her hands, watching the red blaze surround her fingers then move up her arms, then alone her body. Her leggings and grey sweater turned to a pair of grey skinny jeans and a black crop top with a pair of combat boots. She stood up slowly finally moving out of the room looking through the hallway.

She began roaming the large building, arms crossed against her chest. She came to a slow stop when she reached a library. Slowly entering she began wondering the shelves, eyeing each title closely. Soon a book of magic caught her attention, hand reaching up lifting it from it's placement slowly lowering it to her field of of vision. Walking towards on the lounge chairs, she sat down crossing her legs and placing the book on her lap beginning to read.

Diana came to a stop at the door looking inside standing beside a tall male dressed in black, both looking at the young girl. "I'm glad to see she left the room.. Can't imagine how lonely she feels.." Diana softly spoke. Diana turned her attention towards the demonologist who wasn't far from them. "Do you know of the woman that appeared in front of her this morning?" she questioned him.

"No.. But I'm sure she does." Constantine spoke nodding towards the girl. The girl looked up at looking towards the three slowly shutting the book feeling like she had invaded their space. Diana smiled walking towards her touching her shoulder. "You're okay dear, it's nice to know someone is using this space for something useful." she joked. Natalia looked down at the book then back up at her, then towards the two men.

"You wanna know what that was this morning..." Natalia whispered lowering her head. "If you are willing to speak then yes." the unknown male spoke deeply. Natalia turned her head staring towards an empty space of the library, a tall female figure standing dressed in red, beads hanging off her uniform with black and red eyes, hands painted black with witchcraft and power.

"I would like to say it is my mother.. it holds her face and voice, but it doesn't feel like her.. Strange calls her the scarlet witch, he said my mother placed her in me before she died.. But the things that cause my visions and these things to appear is something called a dark soul.. a book of evil that my mother was using to retrieve my father back from the underworld..." she spoke. "Everywhere I go they follow.. She follows.. and she scares me when I know she shouldn't. She said she doesn't wanna hurt me but she causes these nightmares and dark visions, telling me to do things that I do not want to do.. things that are evil.." she spoke up.

She lifted her hand red blazing around it, her brown eyes glowing as it overtook her arm. She lifting her arm aiming it in front of her, a mirror like glass appearing showing the woman. Turning her hand, palm facing downwards another woman appearing dressed in a red dress, red leather jacket and black stocking with long red hair smiling. The scene shattered another appearing of rubble and fire, a child with short red hair sitting in the rubble watching as a red blaze overtook the field.

The powerful sorcerer supreme protecting the child with everything he's got while attempting to control the witch. The witch landed in front of them, eyeing them closely before reaching her hand out a large blast of red striking the child in the chest. Loud high pitched screams echoed through the land, small body being overtaken by red, while the sorcerer was thrown back. Her once bright brown eyes turned to a dark evil red, skin inking black before it went pale once more, body falling as the red faded over her, a red and blue gem pressing in her chest entering her body creating a dark blaze to escape.

A scream escaped her once more causing a large red blaze to shoot at her mother, and no matter how much she tried to control it, it did not stop. Natalia lowered her hand pressing her hands into the sides of her head, glass shattering into nothing. She fell from the chair landing on her knees head lowering as the witch loomed over her like a predator. But suddenly a gold pentagram appeared above her, stopping the witch from looking at her, from even hearing her whimpers.

Diana looked at the girl then towards the still unnamed man with a look of shock. Constantine kneeled down looking at the girl before touching the exact area where the gem had entered the child, a bright glow appearing causing a cry to escape the girl.

'release me! I am most powerful, and can free you from this wretched land!!' echoed over and over. 'You are weak!! Unable to handle what you where given!' it yelled. Suddenly her body connected with Constantine's, who leaned back in shock then slowly his arm wrapped around her holding her small form close. He lifted his gaze looking into the red eyes of the witch, who cocked her head to the side examining him before disappearing.

"s'alright love.." he whispered. Diana watched the way she curled into Constantine, almost like she knew she found someone that could actually help her. His hand moved up and down her back, before finally resting on the lower portion of it, his warmth pressing into her cold skin.

"Where does this Strange live Natalia?" Diana softly questioned. "New York City.." Natalia answered. "Oh! That simple? Well we can always take you back there and return you to your caregiver!" Diana happily spoke. "In a whole different universe.." Natalia slowly added. "Of course.." Diana whispered in defeat.

Diana led Natalia towards a large room filled with computers. Her boots clicked alongside the teenagers. "Cyborg! This is the young girl we mentioned from another universe." Diana spoke with a genuine smile. A tall man in blue silver and black turned and look at the girl, he had one brown eyes and the other glowed blue. "Hey there kiddo.. You've been quite the journey huh?" he spoke. She shrugged taking it as any other day in her life surrounded by heros.

"I come from earth 616, that's what we call our universe surrounded by billions of more.. My power opened a portal to transport me because I was scared.. Just a new one to send me to a new universe.." she spoke. "What would ours be called?" a boy with green skin questioned. She looked around humming before stopping meeting deep purple eyes, a woman dressed in a purple cloak, body suit and booties, she also has a red crystal on her forehead almost between her eyes. Slowly turning her head away she looked at the boy. "Um I guess new earth after the flashpoint jolt.." she softly answered.

"You know about the flashpoint?" The male dressed in red and blue with a large 's' on his chest. "Well yes.. I live under the roof of Stephen Strange, aka the sorcerer supreme and I've been living alongside him for about 7 years now after the death of my parents. During those 7 years I have met a girl named America Charvez, she's able to go through universes by using emotion.. Well during the battle with my mother her and I had transported to this universe but it was in nothing but rubble and half of your universe was dead.. So to come back and to see everything normal like nothing had happened.. How else would one do so?" she spoke.

"You're very smart for someone who is being haunted." Another male spoke up dressed in red and yellow. 'Course a man would comment on that..' she thought. She walked towards Cyborg nodding towards the computer. "May I?" she softly asked. "Have at it." he spoke stepping back. She stepped forward eyeing the equipment. Slowly she laid her fingers down, inking black and entering the computer, lifting her head eyes glowing red a large scope appearing over them showing thousands of different universes. Hundreds of voices echoed in one ear and out the other, but she was searching for one and one only.

'You do so well controlling such small things.. release me Natalia.' scarlet witch whispered in her ear. Her glowing eyes began switching between red and brown, head shifting in pain. She shook her head looking back up allowing herself to concentrate as much as she can. 'why not appreciate what was given to you dear?' it whispered.

'Natalia!' a voice echoed, head lifting quickly but a hand overtook hers pulling it out. The scarlet witch stood above her glaring hand reaching out and grabbing her throat. "What the hell?!" the team called out. Constantine pulled his hands from his pockets moving forward, but the blazed red eyes of the woman made him stop.

"Mom.." she whispered. Suddenly a red blast soared through the room a bright portal slamming through her and scarlet witch. Constantine and Zatanna reacted quickly working to cast a spell, which of course didn't work out well, because a long red vine grasped both of them dragging them with.

Going through red flashes before finally be dropped in front of a set of stairs. Natalia came clashing through another portal fighting off the witch, before making a run through the known building, the woman following after her a darkness looming over her. Boots clicking along steel floors, sliding through a small cubby placing her hands on both walls making the door slam shut a protective seal appearing over it.

Boots could be heard along with Wong's voice echoing for the witch to disappear. An echoed yell could be heard before silence. "Natalia!" Strange yelled running towards the cubby. The seal was pulled off and he quickly opened the door, he went to reach for her but she flinched pulling her body closer to the inner wall away from him. He quickly moved his hand away looking at her with panic in his eyes. A red glowing vein was wrapped around her throat, clenching and knotted stopping it's release.

"Bloody hell.." a British accent came out horse. Natalia's head shot up hearing the voice, body leeching out and running towards the now standing brit, who was helping the magical woman up as well. Zatanna turned eyes widening when she saw the paniced girl. Constantine turned already expecting for the girl to latch onto him, her arms around his middle legs giving out on her.

Wong looked at Strange with confusion, who looked back with the equal amount of concern and question. "S'alright dove.. let's that get off you." he spoke. She moved away wincing when she moved her head causing the vine go tightened. He chanted something a black blade appearing behind her slicing the vine from her throat allowing her body to take in much needed oxygen.

Strange reached forward gently grabbing Natalia's arm, carefully pulling her back to check her over. He then nodded towards Wong to take her to her room to check her better. As Wong pulled her gently she looked back towards John and Zatanna. "John.." she whimpered as the elevator door shut.

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mariasabanahabanabana · 3 years ago

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*meanwhile in some part of the multiverse*

Strange: John... Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?

Constantine: Your text told me to satanize the house before you returned.

Strange:

Strange: I wrote sanitize, Constantine

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letzoespoilyoucreates · 4 years ago

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hydelost-blog · 6 years ago

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@hellxdoctor Headcanon:

Whenever John is about to do some dumb dangerous shit, Stephen opens a portal and snatches him- inches away from summoning a General from Hell.

Stephen: "I hope you're pleased with yourself! You could've been killed - or worse, sold what's left of your soul to some wannabe big time demon"

John: "Oh, love, if you only knew"

#doctor strange #stephen strange #hydepost #hellblazer #helldoctor #john constantine #john constantine x doctor strange #doctor strange x john constatine #constantine

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carryonmyswansong · 6 years ago

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A Birthday Celebration, Chapter 3: Welcome to the Tea Party

This work of fiction contains adult themes and subject matter. Please do not read, reply, or reblog, if you are under the age of 18.

Series Summary: Today is your birthday. Waking from your slumber, you realize that today is not going to be as ordinary as you originally thought it was going to be. Chapter Summary: A celebration is had. Some shameless flirting takes place. Benny teases you some, leaving you wanting more. Word Count: 3637 Characters: Reader; Supernatural - Benny Lafitte, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel; Once Upon A Time - Jefferson the Mad Hatter, Regina Mills, Killian Jones; Constantine movie - John Constantine; BBC’s Sherlock - Sherlock Holmes; The MCU and X-Men Universes - Stephen Strange, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Peter Parker, Loki Laufeyson, Thor Odinson, Pietro and Wanda Maximoff, Professor Charles Xavier, Remy LeBeau; Criminal Minds - Doctor Spencer Reid Pairings: Reader & Benny, Reader & Remy Warnings: shameless flirting, hinting at sex A/N: I hope you have fun with this one lol - the next chapter will be quite a bit more... lemon flavored.

Beta’d by @thorne93

Link on AO3 Series Masterlist

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As you walk through the door, there is a huge contrast in lighting. You shield your face with your hand, and squint your eyes, as the sunlight filters through the trees above you. Benny seems unaffected, as he leads you through the long archway of trees. You wonder how the sun isn’t bothering him. His type of vampire doesn’t burst into flames but they do need shade, since the sun makes them uncomfortable. You think the sunlight here might be different than in his universe…

Your thoughts are interrupted when Benny stops walking and you promptly walk into him. You whine a little as your body makes contact with his, feeling his muscles ripple under your touch, bracing so he doesn’t fall over.

“Darlin’, if you wonted to hold me, you just have to ask.” You can hear the smile in his voice as you turn a bright shade of crimson.

You fumble for something to respond with but it all comes out as gibberish. Giving up, you shake your head, leaning it against his back. You sigh and you go to walk around him to see why he stopped.

“Now hold on a second. Can’t spoil the surprise jus’ yet.” He stops you and covers your eyes with his hands. You note how surprisingly soft they are. Your body moves, without your consent, as you press your back to his front.

Benny hisses in surprise and you feel… something twitch against your backside. You quietly whine under your breath.

“Mmmm as much as I like this, we got somewhere to be, love. You gotta stop doin’ that or we ain’t gone make it to the party. And I really don’ wanna disappoint our guests. We got time for this after, though, if you still want.”

You wiggle against him for good measure, not trusting your voice. He groans in your ear and nips it with his teeth. “Now, sugar, behave yourself and I’ll reward you later.”

You shiver and he nudges you forward, urging you to walk. You let him guide you. The cool air of the tunnel of trees gives way to deep warmth of an open space. You tilt your head and Benny lets you. He chuckles as you sun yourself like a cat. He swears he can hear you almost purr under your breath, as the sun soaks into your chilled skin.

“You ready, darlin’?”

“I’m tempted to turn back around into the trees and do something extra naughty with you, where everyone can hear us but no one can see us, but I guess we can go to the party.”

Benny growls under his breath as the front of his body rubs against the back of yours. He leans down and whispers in your ear, “Your filthy little mouth is stirring things in me, chère, that I haven’t felt in a long time. We are definitely gone have some fun later.” He runs the tip of his tongue across the shell of your ear, before gently nipping the flesh there. He loves the way your body reacts when he does this.

Clearing his throat and breaking the spell, he says a little louder, so the others can hear him “Let's get this show on the road”, and slowly removes his hands so your eyes can adjust to the change in light again.

You blink rapidly, to try and clear your blurry vision and you nearly fall backwards as you take in the view in front of you. Thankfully, Benny was still standing close to you and catches you and keeps you on your feet. Your breath hitches as your senses are assaulted on all sides. You gasp, despite yourself.

As your vision adjusts, you take in the view. In front of you is a very very long table. It is adorned with cakes, various drinks, and all sorts of things too pretty to eat. The table is surrounded by chairs, most of them occupied. The ones that aren’t, do have owners and you suspect that they are only empty because the occupants are otherwise mingling with the others.

Benny ushers you to a chair. It isn’t at the head of the table, but really there can’t be a chair there because the table is deceptively round. It should be oval shaped but time and space bend here so it isn’t something you try and wrap your head around. You suspect that if you tried, you’d only induce a headache.

Benny sits next to you, scooting his chair so close to yours that his knee bumps yours. You smile up at him, as he looks down at you, seeking your approval.

All you can really think about is how beautiful he is. Something in your expression must have given him the answer he was seeking because he smiles warmly at you again.

Breaking the spell of the moment, Benny checks his watch and clears his throat. “Time to get this party started,” he says, with a smile. You all but swoon as the light makes his eyes sparkle and the creases next to his eye crinkle just right. He caresses your cheek, and then loudly claps his hands getting everyone’s attention. It happened so fast you aren’t even sure he touched you at all.

The conversations around the table abruptly end and everyone finds their seats.

“Friends, family, ladies, gentlemen, persons of indeterminate gender, and others, our Guest of Honor has finally arrived. Jefferson, if you would direct the tea pourin’, and Dean, if you would direct the food servin’, I will direct the present givin’!” He claps his hands again, as if to drive the points home. Before walking away to direct traffic, he leans down and whispers in your ear, “I can’t give you your gift in polite company, chère. But I’m gonna give you a taste of it a little later.” Before you can respond, he’s already too far away.

Behind you, a table appears, and next to it, a large trash bin. You assume it is for wrapping paper.

Jefferson is the first to walk up to you, so he can attend to his duties. He hands you a large hat box. Inside is a hat of unimaginable beauty. Complimenting your hair and skin tone perfectly. It suits your taste in fancy clothes, and you know you have something to wear, the next time you are invited somewhere formal. You bow your head and thank him. He grasps your hand and kisses the back of it tenderly, before walking away to help serve the tea.

Behind him, a line started to form. Everyone who brought you a gift, slowly filing into place, to wait their turn.

Next approaches Regina Mills. A large clothing bag in her hands. “Miss (Y/L/N), you may want to stand, for this. It is rather long.” She smiles at you. You unzip the bag and almost fall back into your chair. Inside is a dress that matches the hat that Jefferson gifted you. It is your perfect size. Compliments your hair and skin perfectly, and you tell yourself “Say ‘perfect’ one more time” because it is. “Jefferson and I worked together to make a matching set for you. The hat and dress will change shape, size, and color, to suit your needs, taste, and any physical appearance changes that take place. This is the default design.”

You carefully zip the bag back up and lay it on the table. Once it is safely in place you all but run to Regina and wrap your arms around her like it is your saving grace. “Thank you so very much. It is absolutely gorgeous.”

She smiles, kisses your cheek in a fond manner, and returns to her seat. You catch Jefferson’s eye and he winks at you.

John Constantine walk up next, and gifts you a priceless artifact that lets you find whatever realm you need at any given time so you can find your way back to your favorite characters. Like Jefferson, he kisses the back of your hand before walking back to his seat.

Killian Jones gifts you an antique compass and spyglass so you will never get lost. He caresses your cheek, after you hug him, and departs with “You deserve the best, love”, and smiles.

Sherlock Holmes plays a song for you on his violin… one he wrote himself. He doesn’t allow you to thank him, but bows and walks away with a glimmer in his eye you’ve never seen before. He only smiles to himself when he thinks you can’t see him and that was the best gift he could give you because that little smile is so beautiful.

Stephen Strange gifts you a key to his sanctum so you can have a quiet place to study. All you have to do is hold the key, and think about wanting to visit with him, and a doorway will open and portal you through. You look from Stephen to Sherlock and swear they could be brothers. But before you could entertain the thought, Stephen is wrapping his arms around you and his cloak is… his cloak is patting your bottom. You jump back and start laughing. Stephen looks mildly taken aback before he realizes you are batting away the groping “hands” of his cloak and turns to scold it while it tries to float off and away from its master.

Steve Rogers gifts you a gorgeous piece of art he drew himself. It is a portrait of the two of you in a warm embrace. This makes you blush as you stammer out your thank you to him. His ears turn pink. He waits for Bucky to give you his gift, so they can walk back to their seats together.

Bucky Barnes presents you with a metal flower made from a very large bullet casing. “I made this after I shot it out of the sky with my sniper rifle. I kept it a very long time, hoping to gift it to someone special. It is older than you are. I tooled it a little so the edges aren’t rough.” He kisses your cheek. Steve wraps his arm through Bucky’s and they walk back to their seats, leaning into each other like they have secret to share. Both look so happy. You can’t help but grin. As Bucky and Steve walk away, Jefferson passes by them. The three stop and Steve almost does a double take. Jefferson winks at them and Bucky looks as if he is fit to burst into laughter. Steve punches Bucky lovingly on the shoulder and they continue on their way. This causes you to laugh out loud, startling a very adorable little mouse nibbling on a tea cake near your hand, who squeaks at you very loudly, in protest. You gingerly extend an index finger, petting it reassuringly. It goes back to its snack, grumbling under its breath.

Peter Parker swings up to you from somewhere at the other end of the table, using the nearby trees as places to anchor his webbing. He gifts you something to help with your writing. One part magic and two parts science, it resembles a book and it records your dreams and passing thoughts to use for your stories. “Mr. Stark and several of the Inhumans helped me make it,” he tells you. You hug him in thanks and he walks away blushing and so flustered he forgets about swinging back to his seat.

A loud voice announces, “Loki, God of Mischief, Lord of Lies, son of…” and is cut off by an even louder voice… “Would you get on with it, Brother! She knows who you are! Can you believe this guy, announcing himself?” followed by a boisterous laugh. You hear a groan and a very annoyed “Very well” as a green mist makes its way to you. Out of it steps the God, himself. Loki presents you with a gold bracelet that appears to be a snake. He explains that when you are in danger, the snake will come alive and become much larger, to protect you. You embrace him and kiss him soundly on the mouth. To which his brother cheers loudly. You both blush and he walks away with a little pep in his step.You smirk to yourself, quite pleased.

You are taking a break from opening packages, and sipping your tea, waiting for the next person to arrive. As you are sitting here, looking off at nothing in particular, something sleek and metal makes its way to you. You look up, focusing your eyes. It is a very fancy wheelchair with a very large X on both large wheels. The man in the chair is bald and you smile warmly at him. “Charles!” you greet him, brightly. He smiles wide at you, extending both his hands. You place yours in his, and he brings them to his lips like he is greeting an old friend. You then lean down and wrap your arms around his shoulders and he leans into you. “Happy birthday, (Y/F/N). I’m so happy to be here with you.” Charles Xavier’s gift to you is one that is deeply personal. You kneel in front of him, and he presses his forehead against yours. He slowly restores the missing memories of your childhood. The happy ones. Memories from long ago, of your dad boil to the surface. Events you only dreamed about, that faded fast, after waking. Your smile deepens, as the long forgotten memories paint beautiful pictures in your mind’s eye. “Thank you, Charles. That means so much to me”. He kisses your forehead and wheels away.

You sit back in your chair, and bask in the glow of the warm feelings that wash over you from the day you’ve had so far. You know you’ve been here for hours and hours already, opening gifts and interacting with people. You also know that time will pass differently at home and when you return there, it will be as if no time passed at all. You take a sip of sweet tea that never seems to get warm, the ice never melting, and take a bite of something that looks like roses but tastes like strawberry shortcake. You hum in approval.

As you finish your snack, two bodies approach. Pietro and Wanda Maximoff. Wanda smiles warmly at you, and Pietro leans down kissing your cheek. Before you can blink, he presents you with a small box. Inside the box are what appear to be wedding bands. Wanda, feeling your confusion, explains. “We are twins, and because of this, and because of the experiments done on us, we are basically soul bonded. Closer than your typical twins, we both can literally feel each other’s heartbeats. I always know where he is in the world, and he is the same.” Pietro picks up where Wanda left off, without missing a beat. “Most humans can’t do that, so we thought that when or if you find someone you’d want to be that close to, this would be the perfect way. They can be worn as wedding bands, or if your soulbond isn’t a romantic one, they can be worn on any finger. They adjust in size and when both of you are wearing them, you can feel each other’s heartbeats and know where each other are.” “They are made of vibranium, infused with my magic. When you wear them, they will glow red, much like my magic does,” Wanda finishes. “That is amazing. Thank you!” You aren’t sure what else to say. The rings are truly a very thoughtful and personal gift. You stand and embrace the two of them, tightly. They walk off, arms linked, the air around them swirling with Wanda’s magic, sending out happy vibes. You sit back down and brush your fingertips over the rings. A flow of red, washes over them where your fingers make contact, and then subsides. You close the box and set it on the table in front of you.

As the twins walk away, a figure saunters up. He bows, takes your hand, and kisses the back of it like you are old lovers and he is reliving a wonderful memory of the coupling. This causes you to turn a deep shade of red and your body heats up. “Hello gorgeous. When Benny told me this shindig was for you, I decided to dress in my best finery.” Remy LeBeau steps back and extends his arms in a dramatic manner, as if presenting himself to you and you take him in. He’s wearing a black satin top hat, with a belt of red just above where the brim starts. The rest of his ensemble is a three piece thing with coat tails. The coat is a fancier, tailored version of his light brown trench coat. The jacket underneath is black satin. The vest is a deep shade of red. The shirt is also black, but not as deep as the hat or jacket. He isn’t wearing a tie and the collar of his shirt is open down to the edges of the vest, revealing a thick dusting of chest hair.

Your jaw all but hits the floor. “I figured I’d go with something classic,” he says with a smirk. You aren’t sure what to say but you are pretty sure you are drooling a little. He steps closer to you and your breath hitches. He leans down and whispers in your ear, his lips brushing your skin there “My gift cannot be given just yet. You must wait for it. I will be joining you and Benny later tonight.” His lips brush your cheek. You want to respond but you aren’t sure what to say. You do notice that he doesn’t go back to his original place at the table and pulls up a chair next to yours. You want to faint.

Spencer Reid walks up to you, hands you a book of his favorite poetry, wishes you a happy birthday, with his hand on your shoulder. You touch his hand, squeezing it in thanks and he walks away with a smile on his face. You flip open the book, and inside he’s written a little note on the first page. “Beautiful words, for a beautiful soul.” - SR

Sam and Dean Winchester make their way to you, followed by Castiel. Sam hands you a leather bound book, with a dragon on the front cover. Inside is a catalogue of all the monsters they’ve encountered so far. The book should be really heavy but it surprisingly isn’t. Dean gifts you a small dagger. It has runes carved into the blade, handle, and leather sheath. “It is meant to fit between your boobs, behind the center thing in your bra. Sam helped with the symbols. They are for protection and keep you hidden from demons. Cas helped with the blade. It's made from an angel blade.” He gestures to you and you nod your permission. He slips the small dagger between your breasts, fingertips lightly brushing your skin, drawing out the necessity for them being there. You shiver a little and the tips of Dean’s ears turn pink. You almost want to tell him “more”, but Sam clears his throat and grins at you both. When Dean is finished, he looks up at you and makes a face that resembles that of a proud child, showing his mother a drawing he did. You stand and hug the three of them. Castiel presents you with a necklace. The chain is silver and the pendent is too. It is an anti possession symbol. “I made this from the remnants from making the blade for Dean.” He places it around your neck and it sits right above where the handle of the dagger pokes out from your cleavage. You hug him again. He blushes a little and hugs you back. Sam and Cas walk back to their spots at the table and Dean makes his way to wherever they keep carting in food from. You assume to is to make sure whatever dinner foods that are going to be served, are on time.

More people show up. More faces you know from the stories, TV shows, and movies you love, but it all starts to blur together. You aren’t sure how you are going to get everything back to your home or how you are going to explain all the new things to those you live with, but you are so happy at how the day is turning out, that you don’t care.

As the line winds down, and you finally get a break to yourself, you are lost in thought for a while. After what feels like an hour or more, Benny appears next to you. He claps his hands loudly, getting everyone’s attention.

“Thank you, everyone, for bringing your gifts. Now that that is done, it is time for dinner! Dean, if you would?”

You hear from somewhere in the back, “Yeah, brother. Everything is ready.”

And with that, several people spring into action as food it brought out to the table, from the treeline surrounding the clearing where your party is being held.

All the food being set out has a something for everyone. Your favorites, and the favorites of all the people present. A smile plays on your lips at the beauty of it all. You sit back in your chair and wait for all the food to be placed. Once everything is where it should be, Benny sits down in his chair, looks over to Remy with twinkle in his eye, and announces “Everyone, dig in!”

You don’t know why, but this makes your skin heat up and you feel flushed. You begin to pile food on your plate and enjoy the meal.

Chapter 4: Cajun Spice, and Everything Nice

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John Constantine and Stephen Strange meeting. :D

So, first off I know very little about John Constantine. I have only seen the 2005 movie and the 5 episode City of Demons animation. I am looking into watching/reading more about John, but here is my first attempt. Hope you enjoy

John had found himself creeping along the warehouse wall at just past two in the morning feeling like hell had frozen over. Through the rather thin metal wall he could hear a steady chanting growing in volume, the words not quite loud enough for him to discern. His steps were careful but quick, he didn’t know exactly what ritual they would be doing from the grimoire they had stolen. John hoped rather halfheartedly that they had not decided to summon a demon. He hated dealing with demons.

John stopped for a moment to take a deep breath and rested an ear on the icy steel. Gibberish and half heard words was all he got for the sacrifice of body heat. He growled soundlessly and began moving faster. After only a few steps he staggered wildly, heart leaping, for a moment as his trench coat stuck on something and he ripped it with a sudden jerk. John froze as the tear of fabric cut the air and saw that his foot was all that had prevented the sharp metal shard from clattering with the movement.

John released a slow breath as he stepped off the loose metal and realized the noise from within had resolved itself into words. He braced himself and pressed against the chill wall to listen and see if he could figure out what they were doing.

“Proferet imperium orbis transgredi! Constituite diem magicae mundi opes pro nobis!”

At the final word, a thunderous boom shook the building and sent John sprawling over the grimy asphalt. He got to his feet in a scramble that was the direct opposite of economy of motion and flung himself at the doors of the warehouse.

“Hoary Hosts above! Who are you people!?!”

John took in the scene before him. Dark lines wormed their way over the pale concrete and transcribed runes of power and binding and servitude. A group of individuals were spaced around the center black circle where a figure lay on the floor. Those standing were garbed in long black robes and yellow hoods while the figure on the floor wore not even a stitch. Despite the urgency of the moment, John couldn’t help but let his eyes wander up the long legs to narrow hips and then to a thin chest dusted with dark hair and finally stuck on eyes that had surely seen the very birth of the universe.

“Are you just going to stand there? I’ve been kidnapped!”

Ending take 2 is below the cut.

“Are you just going to stand there?” John blinked at the sound of the man’s deep baritone that echoed with power and found himself taking a step back. The man huffed and stood before those around him could stop him. The air in the warehouse felt suddenly thick and John had his gun in hand in seconds, but wasn’t sure what to aim for. The cloaked figures raised their hands to the nude man but the stranger was faster.

A wave of power surged from the man as he spoke spells John had never heard before. Shield of the Seraphim! John found himself pressed against the wall of the warehouse along with the cult members, unable to move an inch as the stranger raised a hand to the ceiling. The man was silent, his goatee framing a mouth set with determination as the ceiling began to crumble down in a wave. The particles of steel and stone and plaster funneled down to the man’s hand and changed.

John was watching alchemy be done.

It took only seconds.

And now the man stood tall, clad in robes of navy blue and holding aloft a sword of glittering steel. John felt his fear rise until his eyes caught on the hilt, a twining of serpents in the age-old symbol of healing. The sword came down, held almost nonchalantly at the man’s hip.

“Now then,” the words were slow, matching the man’s pace as his eyes swept about the room to land again on John. “Who exactly were you ‘rescuing’ me from?”

John grinned at the sardonic tone and raised brow and found himself chuckling despite his still bound position.

“Come on mate! I think I provided an excellent distraction for you.”

#john constantine #stephen strange #doctor strange #helldoctor #john constantine x doctor strange #constantine x strange #marvel #DC comics #hellblazer #hydelost

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