#stephen strange x little reader

[ace-of-gay]

Its okay to be small

Doctor strange x little reader

1,158 words

Edited to the best of my ability

Warnings: age regression, little one feeling anxiety, little names like pumpkin, cartoons and stuffies

Pronouns: none

weight mentioned: none

No skin color or hair type mentioned

You are responsible for your own media consumption especially when theres warnings, dont like it? Dont read it, age regression is a therapist reccomend coping mechanism if you have an issue with it than ignore it.

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With abilities similar to his and Wanda’s but not physically the same you found it better to stay in a building that was safe for your well being where you could openly use your abilities at free will without any repercussion.

Originally you and strange were just close friends but after several years of living with one another his hear found something more in you now that he had freed his mind of Christine, of course he was happy for her but it was finally his time to feel happy with someone.

He felt so much more himself when he finally got the courage to ask you out, since than everything has felt perfect… well mostly perfect.

You desperately wanted him to know about your coping mechanism but past relationships had ended specifically because of it, thankfully he was a very respectful and understanding person so when it came to your personal room he never entered knowing there want anything important in there for him to know about, he just assumed it was a quiet space or a hobby room, if he really wanted to know he would just ask.

That is until today.

He had left for a four day mission, its only been two so as it was you still have two days where you can openly regress around the sanctum with no question, as Wong was on a little mission of his own.

While the fox and the hound play on your tv to fill the silence, you sit on the floor with your collections of build a bears and other stuffie’s akin and all the bear clothing you’ve collected sprawled out on the floor, dressing and undressing them making each one look perfect, paring them up with one another making buddies, friends and significant others, you were originally just gonna play dress up with them but that got put to the side when you imagined them at an avengers like party, lucky you have avengers outfits for your bears so its perfect, taking your favorite teddy’s you make them look like captain America, iron man, black widow, and a few of the others, not having all of the costumes but that’s okay.

You pick the meanest looking teddy, you have him walking around in the collection of all the others when he gets big and mean, you imagine him yelling and than in comes all the avengers quickly getting everyone to safety, the bad bear is trying to hold his side but the avengers taking him down easily.

After that the game was basically done so you pick up two of your favorite stuffies who are always paired together making them fly around the room, the room being fairly large you had plenty of space to walk around as if you’re chasing them.

You had no idea strange was home early, he had called out for you several times, walking around the main rooms looking for you, when he finally heard your giggles and trills and the soft murmur of a movie in the background.

You making sound effects, you were so lost in your world and it intrigued him, he had knocked three different times and you apparently hadn’t heard it so he opened the door just enough to check in on you, what he saw didn’t entirely surprise him, he knew you had trauma from several places in your life especially abandonment so it made sense that being here alone would need coping mechanisms. He knows exactly what age regression is, a smile big on his face and his heart swelling with love as you walk around your room following your stuffies as you make them fly, with a flick of his hand their movements were now in his control.

Flying them wildly around the room causing you to chase them around the room trying to get them back.

Surely your stuffies had grown minds of their own and were actually playing with you, that was what you thought until your foot caught the edge of the rug and sent you falling forward, pulling your arms to your chest and your eyes clenching shut, this is why you don’t want to be an avenger, you freeze, when you’re in danger your mind blanks and expects the fall. Why haven’t you fallen you question, opening your eyes you see an orange glow surrounding your.

Looking over to the door in a panic your body rushes cold, this cant happen, he cant see you like this.

He uses his magic to carefully set you down on the center of the rug as he steps further into the room.

He sees the panic in your eyes and the silent tears running down your cheeks, you’re curling in on yourself, he picks up one of the two stuffies from the floor bringing it to you, you scooting back, your mind clouded with everything that has happened in the past when people found out about your regression, his demeanor meant nothing in the face of admitting what you’re doing.

“I’m sorry” you mutter, he bends down to you, sitting on his haunches, going to place one hand under your chin, your eyes clenching shut until you feel the gentlest touch, the slightest tremor lifting your look, “my love, its okay, there is no need to hide or fear from me”

He moves to put the stuffy in your lap, taking both hands to wipe away your tears, moving to sit down on the floor, pulling you into his lap, holding you close, hushing your whimpers, slowly but surely soothing you back to a calm sense.

Looking up at him once again, feeling slightly bigger than before but still small, “how d’you know bout it?”.

“Pumpkin, you’re not the first little I’ve met, its very common for people in constant high stress and trauma to cope by regressing, its especially common with mental illness and chronic pain”.

“S’that why you so nice right now?”

Chuckling to himself shaking his head, “my love, that may be one of many reasons but its not the big one, the big one is because I love you, there is nothing of you that would upset or bother me, if being small is what helps than I support you ten fold”

A smile slowly casting Its way across your cheeks, turning into him, wrapping your arms tightly around him, it was finally okay to be you, you can finally feel completely and utterly yourself.

“Thank you” you whisper. “There is no need to thank me my love. Can you tell me how old you are?”

Shaking your head than letting it rest upon his shoulder “dunno how old, m’ jus small but not tiny right now”.

Nodding while rubbing your back, “that’s okay well figure it all out together”.

The rest of your day was filled with plenty of cuddles, cartoons and nap together.

This felt entirely like a new possibility of happiness.

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Thank you so much @hera4venenosa for letting me write this for you! <3

And thank you @shiny-purple-pizza-eater for helping me make decisions on where they live and what theyre doing <3

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

Okay, but seriously...

Are there any Doctor Strange fan fic readers left that have the patience & interest to read multi-chapter fics that exist primarily to tell a story, and not just to deliver reader insert smut?

[iloveslasher]

Attention

Avengers

I need help with finding a wattpad book on avengers x little!reader.

So I once read this fan fic of the avengers team which included: steve rogers, bucky barnes, Tony stark, pepper potts, Bruce banner,Thor odinson, natasha romanoff, wanda maximoff, vision, Clint barton and sam Wilson as the reader (who's named violet) caregivers.

Because Violet was used and abused so the avengers saved her and she at first felt nothing of her physical wounds but then the avengers told her that's not normal and got her looked at by bruce. And got her off the painkillers that her captor put her on.

One chapter has a protocol that she can't use the bathroom bc she is hurting her self by not being little so they kind of have to pressure her into being little.

Then loki and stephen stranger baby sit in one chapter. Which reveal that loki is also a little. Then there is carol as a little.

And another chapter where wanda and vision give violet schoollessons (bc she was capture really young and doesn't know hoe to write or read). Then they discover that Violet has dyslexia by telling her to go right and she takes a left, off of visions suspicions.

Also Steve and bucky are a pair and later violet starts dating Natasha and Natasha helps violet through her first period.

[avengerslittleone]

KIᗪᑎᗩᑭᑭᗴᗪ TO ᗷᗴ Tᕼᗴ ᗩᐯᗴᑎᘜᗴᖇᔕ ᗷᗩᗷY

Warning :cursing,drugged ,humiliation, 

Tony :do we have everything to get our baby

Bucky:oh yes we do (smiles)

Natasha:well I got the knockout stuff a syringe and some other stuff and some other drugs to make them limp and some drugs to weaken there muscles

Pepper:ok are we ready

Peggy:Steve you ready

Steve:ready as ever

Dr strange:ok now (opens portal to your universe)

Bucky:(walks by you)excuse me y/p can you give me directions to Vineyard columbus

Natasha:(grabs you injects you)I am sorry baby but your mama’s and dada’s can’t have you running

Y/n: Scarlett Johansson , Sebastian Stan , Benedict Cumberbatch (you fell your eyes close)

Dr strange:ok good we got them (closes portal)

Bucky:(carry’s you to med bay)

Bruce:awww they look so cute but now I do my thing so they become ours and our little one alone mine

Natasha:just tell Wanda when your dune she is going to erase there adulthood memories

Bruce:(injects headspace starters in iv and some other stuff)Wanda you can come in now

Wanda:ok (does wiggly woo magic on you)that should be ok

America:are they awake yet I want to meet them

Peter:please I want to

Morgan:please pretty pretty please

Tony:ok but shhh they are asleep

Natasha:(sits by your bad side)

Peter:awwww

Morgan:awwwww

America:awwww there so cute

Tony:shhhh they need there nap time they had a big day

Peggy:there the baby Steve come on

Peter:let’s go (leaves with America and Morgan)

Steve:punk

Bucky:jerk so how’s it going

Steve:good she loves it here and we can be happy together same for you and romanoff

Y/n:(rolls over in bed)

Pepper:there waking up

Y/n:(opens eyes looks around) ou are Chw

Bruce:well we are your mommy’s and daddy’s and you are our baby

Y/n:(cry’s) nw you ovie charters you nw weal nw wana be baby

Vision:well you are our baby

Natasha:shhh it’s ok baby (sits in hospital bed with you in her lap)

Bucky:oh see that made them quiet

Y/n:(pulls at Natasha’s top)mama

Natasha:everyone except Bucky out

Natasha:(unbuttoning her top takes nursing bra off let’s you latch on)good baby

Bucky:thank goodness for Wanda

𝗧𝘄𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿

Peggy:(picks you up off of play mat lay’s you on changing table changes you)

Natasha:(takes you from Peggy)say bye bye to ma she is going bye bye of two weeks

Y/n:bye bye ma

Wanda:nat I need to feed our baby

Natasha:ok (carry’s you to dining room put’s you in high chair)

Wanda:(grabs a spoon of baby food)come on baby look mommy likes it see

Y/n:(eats baby food off spoon spits it’s at daddy/tony)

Tony:really

Yelana:hahaha ha you didn't think that was going to happen

Wanda:(looks into your mind the adult part)

Y/n adult part of brain: I hate these ass holes they are some kinky asshats who want to control some now all I eat is baby food and titty milk and some food and shit and piss my self becoming of the fucken avengers I would rather be at hydra and or dead like piedro

Wanda:(does more wiggly woods on your mind)see now we have our baby and the best part is everyone in your universe can’t find your phone or anything on you your our ’s

Natasha:Wanda can I ask what you did

Wanda:someone’s adult self was coming through so I killed it so now we only have our sweet baby (wipes drool from your chin)

𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗽𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁'𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗴𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘆/𝗻 𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿

[hera4venenosa]

Could someone write more about daddy Stephen strange and the reader? Not many fics about him being a caregiver :(

[frostandflamesfanfic]

I remember that I started following your blog right after the new doctor strange movie came out and I'm pretty sure I read all of your Stephen strange fics. I also remember that they were fantastic and I reread them multiple times!

I hope you're doing good :3

Lu!!! Oh my gosh, how are you?!? It’s been so long! Thank you so much for the kind words! 💙 God, I haven’t written for Stephen in a long long time now. I really should get back to him one of these days. Might be time for a rewatch to capture his essence again, haha! I’m pretty sure you were one of my first followers on this blog, too! Thanks for sticking with me through all of the crazy, love!

[bunniesnuggie]

Bunny’s rules for requests

i thought that since i’ve started writing more and receiving requests it would be a good idea to set some boundaries for my writing :D

*wanted to add this rq, i will use the word “little” to describe readers body type (ie little hand/finger, little tush etc), this is not an actual description of readers body. no matter the size of you and your body, you all have a cute little hands. it is part of being baby™️ 😎

!!!!! read my dni before anything !!!!!

then please read this lovely psa about requests

♡ what i will write ♡

♡ sfw age regression

including: diapering / changing, use of pacis and bottles, baby talk, pet names, use of term daddy/dada and mommy/mama etc.

♡ gn! reader and fem! reader

♡ little! character x little! reader {little friends}

♡ male and female caregivers

♡ romantic or platonic caregivers

♡ flip! caregiver {for some characters, just ask}

♡ hurt/comfort

♡ tooth rotting fluff

♡ flangst {soft angst that ends in fluff}

♡ self care aids for mental health {eating a meal, brushing teeth/hair, bathing, etc}

*read next section b4 requesting something like this please*

♡ what i wont write ♡

♡ nsfw regression, dd/l or md/l, no kįnk

♡ caregiver reader {regressed reader only}

♡ big space or non regressed reader {the reader may be in big space temporarily during a story, but all my work on here is for regression}

♡ trans! reader or male! reader {i am not these things and cannot depict it as well as someone who is}

♡ poly! relationships {not really my thing and as previously stated i don’t want to try to write about things i know nothing about}

♡ triggering content such as EDs, SH, SA etc {i’ll write depression aids for self care but nothing of the listed nature actively happening}

*if in doubt, just ask. i won’t be mad, i’ll simply ask you send it in again with the triggers removed 🙂*

♡ full angst with no happy ending {i’m a cancer}

♡ characters or fandoms i don’t know about or enjoy {i’m sorry, i’m not that creative and this is just for fun :)}

this is all i can think of right now, but this can change and if it does i’ll reblog it with every update so you guys know :)

[ivywasmaroon]

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[wint3r-h3art]

i’ll answer that, our favorite magic man would probably get a boner in the middle of the fight 😭

AJDJSKA imagine sparring with him, and as you try to pin him down and all you feel was something poking your stomach 😂😂😂😂 IM DYING ! Why do we want him to be this pathetic little meow meow so bad 🤣 gosh I love the idea of how down bad he is for us.

[starks-hero]

With any luck, the long over due second part to dream a little, dream of me will be out tomorrow <3

[ace-of-gay]

Hi Idk if you take requests or not but I was wondering if you do a daddy strange with the reader having he/him where he is cooking in the kitchen and the reader comes in and accidentally injures himself like burning his finger or something and Stephen at first is slightly upset with him for messing around but then tries to comfort him and maybe ends with them cuddling together as Stephen tries to get rid of the pain and Stephen uses names like little prince

Let daddy fix it

1,233 words

Doctor strange x little male reader

Warnings: age regression, Mention of sippy, stuffie, naps, Names like daddy, baby, little prince, baby boy etc. Burning hand on hot kitchen appliance

He/him pronouns

No skin tone, hair type, ethnic background, weight or height mentioned

Age regression is a therapist reccomended coping mechanism so if youre uncomfortable with it than dont read it.

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Edited to the best of my ability.

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Youd spent the week in and out of your little headspace, it wouldn’t set in completely, nothing worked, you had tried so much already, from bubble baths with bath crayons to movies with your stuffies, nothing worked, youd been waiting so patiently for your boyfriend to return from his mission.

Not being fully your big age nor your little age and constantly shifting made you feel uneasy but the best idea was to try and get some rest, settle the storm in mental difference by focusing on neither instead.

Turning on your comfort show you don’t even have to actually watch it anymore just the sound of it brings you comfort at this point, and thankfully so because within a few minutes of your head hitting the pillow you were out.

Due to your headspace not setting in you’d been lacking sufficient sleep so the idea of him being home soon brought a very excited wave of sleep over you, needing the rest so you can spend lots of time with him, he’s hours away from being back and coming over to your apartment, he practically lived here now.

Having been so tired you didn’t realize you’d slept through his messages, your alarm and the smell of breakfast.

The smell of breakfast? You put two and two together, the smell of breakfast means he’s home!

Hopping up out of bed a grin from ear to ear spread wide across your face, a childlike glow in you eyes, wandering slowly through the hall to the living room, peering in to the kitchen to see your boyfriend, your caregiver dressed comfortably, something no one else has ever seen but something so simple you’ve grown used to.

Excitement overflowing, you finally give in to the urge to get closer, it feels as though you’re dreaming and once you finally get close enough to touch him you’ll wake up and it’ll be back to day one of his mission.

Just a step away your mind feeling smaller and the clock ticks he’s more than aware that you’ve been in the room but wanted you to initiate the contact knowing it’s a big thing to process, constantly worried your mind is deceiving you. Your mind is paralyzing, stuck and he knows.

“G,mornin love, I promise im actually here” he soothes turning to you, letting you fall comfortably into his hold, the tremble in his hands telling you that its all real, melting against him, arms wrapped tight around his waist.

“You’re just in time, all the food has to do now is cool down for a few and the biscuits in the oven have to finish up, you have my undivided attention” rubbing your back he leads you to the island, helping you up onto the counter

“Missed you, so much, don’t like when you’re gone”

“I know my little prince, I don’t like having to leave either, I miss my bubs when I’m not with him”

Tickling your sides, a shrill giggle erupting from you, legs kicking a trying to wiggle away

“There’s that smile again my happy boy, you stay put for just a moment”

Nodding you watch as he turns around, switching off the stove and oven, pulling the biscuits from the oven and grabbing a couple plates.

He than heads off to the fridge grabbing fresh fruit and drinks.

Right on time your tummy growled announcing to the room that you were indeed ready for breakfast, that’s your cue to hop down, now listening to your thoughts already forgetting what he said, but not to worry, you’re not completely little right now, you grab one plate setting it near the stove, filling it with a fare share of your favorite breakfast, taking the other and carefully dishing out the same moving on the biscuits trying to pick one up, it takes a moment and a good tug, the bottom of them is stuck to the pan, you finally get the first one off, going for a second one you gotta pull as well and by instinct you pant your other hand down on the baking sheet to stabilize it.

A sharp burning hot sensation seers through your skin, pulling you hand away quickly, your eyes welling with tears you bite down on your tongue, doing your best not to cry, but your daddy saw it happen, he heard the clatter of the pan and saw your eyes glisten with tears.

He quickly sets everything down rushing over to you, “oh my prince that was hot, I’m so sorry baby, here let daddy see” he reaches out and just as quickly you turn away cradling your hand, “no don touch, is hurtin” you whimper.

“I know baby but we gotta make sure its not gonna need medicine, daddy is a doctor and he’s burnt himself many times, I can make it feel better, just gotta let daddy take care of you”

Thinking for a moment you reluctantly turn to him letting him look at it, taking your hand in his he takes a good look and makes a conclusion.

“just gotta clean it up, put some burn cream and wrap it up, it’ll be good as new in no time” he leads you to the sink running the water as soft as he can, scared the cold water will hurt even more you flinch when you feel it bit realize its warm water, after a moment he turns the temperature down a little cooling the burn slowly but surely, by the time you get to cold water your hand has finally started to feel more normal.

He than leads you to the bathroom finding the Neosporin.

Leading you to sit down on the lid of the toilet, he takes your hand gently into his own, opening the Neosporin and putting a decent glob onto the tip of his finger, his trembly hand goes to carefully lather up your owie but as soon as he touches your hand you pull back a little.

“I know baby boy but its important for it to heal and feel better, can you take a biiiig deep breath for daddy? “ nodding you take a big breath and he quickly smooth’s the ointment onto your hand, taking a piece of gauze, setting upon the owie and wrapping it up.

“Good job baby! Perfect job for daddy, such a brave boy, how bout we watch cartoons while eating breakfast as a treat hm?” You take off back to the kitchen, grabbing your sippy of juice and plopping yourself down on the couch, his cloak comes moseying into the room bringing your favorite stuffie, followed by your cg with breakfast.

All you wanted to do was relax into your headspace today so after breakfast you spent plenty of time building cities, knocking them down, and building more, at one point you even built the stark tower with help from your daddy, which he took a picture of you still in your cozy jammies and big hoodie putting the last piece of the tower on top.

You watched movies, cuddled and he even took a nap with you instead of putting you down for a nap and doing house work, you head resting ontop of his chest, the rhythmic rise and fall and the thrum of his heart putting you to sleep.

And just like stated your burn healed up in no time.

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Long time no post, i have an entire list of reasons but if you scroll through youll realize i was skippin down the sidewalk with death gambling my cards in many ways (many ways not stated aswell) ... welp im good now, apart from the inhaler overdose on accident... enjoy lmao much love <333

[eviesaurusrex]

I have five (5!!!!) Stephen fics in my drafts.

No, I don’t need help. Send the assistant back home! *clinging to every single Stephen fanfiction that ever spooked through my brain in the middle of the night* THIS IS MY HAPPY PLACE LEAVE ME ALONE.

[avengerslittleone]

Tᕼᗴᖇᗴ ᗷᗩᗷY

Steve:ready to get us our baby and no ones else's

Natasha:oh I can’t wait to feed my baby naturaly

Bucky:I got some more drugs to make our baby go sleepy

Yelana: ha James let’s go get me my god daughter

America: are you ready yet or is there something else you need to get

Steve:nope

Natasha:let’s go

𝑌／𝑛 universe our current universe

Y/n:(walks around mall in avengers tee shirt and ripped jeans and green Nike’s)I can never be tired of walking around the mall

America:(opens portal)we’re here

Natasha:let’s go now I want them

Steve: patients bae I know you want them

Bucky:(walks through portal )

Y/n:(walks downs the stairs of house walks out side )

Steve:I have eyes on the baby it looks like there headed to throw trash out down that darks alley way nat Bucky now it’s your time

Y/n:(throws trash start walking the other way)

Nat:excuse me you dropped something

Y/n:(turns around oops I am sorry picks it up and throws ways the small picks of trash)thank you mam (starts walking away)

Nat:go now bucky (walks after you )

Y/n:(feels someone followed you starts running but trips )ow

Nat:(picks you up holds you in place)

Y/n:please let me go I will give you anything but please let me go

Nat:I’m sorry sweetheart but mama cannot do that you’re our baby and we have had to cross the multiverse to get you so no

Bucky:and what we are doing is for your own good because your our baby and we’re are you caregivers/mama and dada’s and we know what is good for our little baby

Y/n:(feels needle go into your neck)please help let me go le me o (falls asleep)

Steve:let’s go (walks through portal)

Bucky:ah now we have our baby home amercia you can close the portal now

Steve:come on we only have so much time before then wake up

Bucky:I will take there clothes and phone and burn the clothes and brake the phone and burn that as well

Natasha:(puts diaper and onesie on you clips pacifier to onesie)

Steve:let’s put the restraints on them so they don’t get the idea of running

Later on

Y/n:(wakes up try’s getting up)what the fuck where am I (hears someone come In)

Nat:hay baby

Y/n:let me go you fucken psycho I want you now (thrashes against restraints)

Bucky:baby stop your going to hurt your self (yells Steve)

Steve:you yelled oh that’s what you called for (hands regression shot and muscle relaxer to Bucky )

Y/n:(screams get those shots away from me )

Bucky:(gets angry I said hold still)

Nat:(pulls the railing of the crib downs holds your head straight)

Y/n:avengers are supposed to help not be kidnapping ass holes

Bucky:(sticks y/n neck)those should help)

Y/n:wa wat s it

Nat:it’s going to make you our baby faster

Y/n:no wana mama dada papa

Bucky:we now have our baby

Steve:we do have our baby

Nat:out I am going to feed then so out

Steve:you done

Nat:yes (puts shirt back on) they are taking a nap

Steve:have you told yelana or your parents

Nat:no I just don’t want you know to happen I just got my baby I don’t want them to fight over them

Steve:(walks out with Natasha closes door)

[honeyspiders10]

In that case!, could you made write somethig with caregiver! Wong and little! Stephen (platonicly ofc), where Stephen is about two, and is trying to spend time/play with Wong, but because Wong is sorcerer supreme now, he keeps having to run off to do some thing else. And by the end of the day Stephen gets so upset that he slips even deeper into his head space and Wong drops everything to take care of him? :3333

Oh my good gravy... this is the cutest thing! <33

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Request: yes!

Genre: fluff/mild angst

Pairing: cg!Wong x little!Stephen (platonic!!!!!! With a capital "P")

Summary is pretty much the request!!

Proofread: no

TW: crying, and yelling but not really

Style: short story

Go check out my bestie @boo5670 <333

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Stephens POV

I was walking to the Sorcerer Supreme's headquarters. I'm feeling little and need to find Wong before I slip. This place is very big and since I'm slipping, I getting hard for me to find my way around. Luckily, my cloak is helping me. After a couple minutes of wandering around looking for the Sorcerer Supreme's office thingy, I found it! And Wong was sitting at his chair flipping threw paperwork and scribbling down stuff.

I wobbled over to his and made grabbing hands at him, I can't hold on anymore and want to be held while I enter my little space. "I'm sorry Stephen but I can't hold you right now, I need to get this paperwork done. How about you go to your room and when I'm done I'll come find you and we can watch movies and cuddle?" He said to me never looking up from his work. "B-but I can't make it all the way back by myself.. I'll get lost like last time." I said. I haven't slipped very far, maybe 8 or 9. I'm sure I could make it to my room but I want Wong. "Have your cloak help you, you made it here from your room I'm sure you can make it back." He sounded like he was getting annoyed so I decided to leave him alone and try to get back to my room. With cloak helping me, it only took a few minutes and I was back in my room. I laid down on my bed with my stuffed animals. They were soft and warm it reminded me of Wong when he cuddled me but it wasn't the same.

Time skip

Still Stephen's POV

I'm been sitting here coloring for an hour. He said it wouldn't take him long.. did he lie? No, Wong wouldn't lie to me! Would he? I can feel myself slipping further, this normally doesn't happen. I'm guessing because I always have Wong.

I decided to get up and go back to Wong. Cloak helping me make the trek back to him. It didn't take long and I was back at the Sorcerer Supreme's headquarters again. I peeked around the door frame, I'm kinda scared to go in there. He was annoyed with me when I came in here the first time. I don't want him to be the second time. I take a deep breath and waddle in the room. I make it to Wongs side and tug on his sleeve. He looked at me and said, "I thought I told you to go to your room that I would be there soon?" He said rather harshly, I flinched, bringing my hand back to my body. I felt myself slip further into my regression now resring at the age of 3 to 4. I felt tears well up in my eyes and I started to cry. "I'm s-sorry... i-i jus wanted tuddles." I said in between sobs. I heard him sigh and push himself away from his desk. He held out his arms for me as an invitation for me to get in them. I waddled over, and he picked me up and placed me in his lap. I put my head on his shoulder and continued to cry, against my better judgment. "Its okay, it's okay. I'm here now. I'm sorry I was pushing you away. You needed me and I should have taken care of you. I'm sorry Stephen." He consoled me, it make me feel better. After a few more minutes I was just sniffling. "Tank you for holding me." I said. He chuckled, "you're welcome Stephen." I smiled. I got what I wanted. Wongs holding me and I feel better now. He can still work and I get to be held. I think we both won.

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Thats the end!! I hope you enjoyed! So sorry it took forever to get out! I've been busy with mental health and stuff. So sorry for the wait. Anyway, that's all toodles!!!

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FOR ALL TIME, ALWAYS – Loki x female reader

Summary: Loki escapes the TVA for a moment. Desperate and brokenhearted, he looks for you, his wife, in the Sacred Timeline. Even if you saw him die ten years ago.

Word count: 3.9k.

Warnings: LOTS of angst, some fluff, spoilers of Loki series in general. Language. Maybe I'm not getting how the branches work oops. This is right after the end of 2x02 and before 2x03. My English is also a warning, just in case.

Notes: while looking on the tags I checked a post of someone asking for a TVA Loki fic where he finds the reader but her Loki died in IW (not canon in my head btw). So I wrote it because is such a great idea, but I can't find the original post... ;-; anyway hope you like this!

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It's harder to stay...

Wasn't this situation hard enough? Sylvie was right. She had a point. But Loki wanted to do the right thing. Maybe he would find a chance... Again, right? Probably he would make the proper decisions this time.

The TVA was already fucked up, and with it, the thousands of timelines and lives in danger within them. Sometimes, it looked like it didn't matter. In the end, they were trying to fix something that was already broken.

Loki let out a deep breath he didn't realise was holding and walked to talk directly to his partner, Mobius.

"I need a favor," Loki mumbled, so the grey-haired man would be the only person to hear his voice.

Mobius met his eyes. He knew that gaze, it meant he was up to something. "What kind of favor?"

The god motioned Mobius to step away from the newly acknowledged variants and far away from what B-15 was witnessing. The branches were pruned from the whole existence; thousands and millions of lifes lost to the void in just the blink of an eye. Loki knew he had to do something before it got worst. Something for himself.

"I need to go the Sacred Timeline," Loki announced.

"Are you nuts?" Mobius scolded, in the same low voice tone Loki had used.

"Is just- listen, it's something I have to do. I really need to go back there. Need to see someone, make sure everything is okay," Loki insisted.

During all the times Loki showed he was desperate, Mobius was sure this was the peak of all of them. He wasn't explaning more than necessary, he looked serious, and his voice was crisp. Loki knew what he wanted at that moment. Mobius sighed, his hands finding the pockets of his pants, unsure of Loki's request.

"So it's personal..."

"A little, yeah," Loki nodded.

"Promise it'll be quick," Mobius said, taking off the TemPad from his pocket and his hand stopped in the air before the object could lay in the god's grip. "Don't make me regret this."

"I won't."

2029, Sacred Timeline

When Loki arrived to his destination, the nerves got the best from him. New York looked no different from the last time he was there. Shifting his usual clothes he wore at the TVA, he chose a plain suit to go undercover, or at least decided he would try to, considering he was a criminal once in Midgard.

But as he walked through the halls of the familiar building he met decades ago, he didn't really care. He longed for something else. Better say, someone. And it was you.

You, who met him in the past right after Thor's banishment, and even helped him to find the Teseract, only to give up to SHIELD and those idiots that people called 'The Avengers'. Of course his heart hurted for a long time, but Loki tried to deny the feelings blooming inside and instead, he just decided to walk away from you, even if that meant hurting you. It was the best.

At least that was what he believed until he checked further his file; the file that Mobius had prepared for him. His life. Even after what he did to your people and planet, you still held no grudges. And Thor was good enough to seek for yours and the sorcerer's, Stephen Strange, help once Hela appeared in their lives.

Loki would never forget the loving look in your beautiful eyes when you saw him again, after years of parting ways. He really paid attention to you while watching his file, and he found there was only love, protection, and care in you. All for him. Someone who didn't deserve it, he thought.

He felt grateful at least he had the pleasure to enjoy happiness for a moment. Even if that meant Asgard was destroyed. Loki already lost his mother, his father, and he almost lost his brother. He couldn't stand losing you either. The simple idea of living without you - even if he didn't know you further than your Loki did - was unbearable pain.

So while in the ship on the way to Midgard with the asgardians and survivors of the Ragnarok, you held a cozy, small wedding when he asked you to marry him. This was one of the parts Loki would replay again and again from his file, with disbelief that he was actually happy and joyful, enjoying a good time with you, his brother, and all the asgardians who survived. Loki felt full of hope after your wedding, thinking fate had better things to come with you as an oficial part of his life.

Unfortunately, it didn't last long, thanks to the Mad Titan. As his steps got near your door, the memory of his brother and your figure mourning on his lifeless body appeared on his mind. It was an image he couldn't erase that easily. Probably, he would never forget that was his original destiny all the way. That was meant to be. And for now, he could not change it.

Loki stopped outside your apartment. He took a deep breath and raised his shaking hand to reach the doorbell. He waited for a moment, not knowing if seconds or minutes went by, it felt eternal. Until the door opened and he saw you.

The bright smile you had on your lips faded away. Your eyes flooded with tears, your forehead was furrowed, and still, Loki thought you were the most beautiful creature in all the Nine Realms.

"Hi..." Loki barely whispered, his eyes were glossy and a single tear also ran down his pale cheek.

You were clearly in shock. You wanted to get closer and finally touch him, to feel him physically. But even if you wanted to move to take his hand to confirm it wasn't a trick of your ruined mind, your body was stiff and your feet were glued to the ground.

"Is this an illusion?" you trembled.

All Loki could do was shaking his head, before muttering. "No..."

"Loki, I saw you die..."

Tears ran down your face, denying to yourself that this was real. That this was really happening to you. And your mind started to wonder all the possible scenarios and reasons on why him, the god of mischief, the only person you loved dearly with all your mind, body and soul, was standing right in front of your door even if he was gone for you... Long gone now. And that couldn't be undone.

"I know you did, my love."

You tried to smile, even a little bit, as he pronounced those words so dearly. Loki came closer to your figure, carefully placing a trembling hand on your cheek, feeling the tears flowing on your skin. You leaned into his touch, with a simpering smile. Such was the effect you had on him, that a silly smile he also had on his lips.

And you realized Loki was so real... His touch, his heat, his smile, his scent, the way he would hold you... Everything about him was exactly as you remembered. You felt his lips brushing softly against yours, gentle and hesitant, and instantly, you melted into a slow kiss, sure knowing that Loki would taste the salt of your tears running down your face. Leaning in closer as the space between would allow you, you savoured each second your breaths allowed, longing to remain right there for eternity. For all time. Always.

"But now I am here... and I can explain," he whispered once you separated your lips from his in the sweetest way.

You let out a soft chuckle. "Mind to enlighten me, oh, god of mischief?"

Finally you guided him inside your apartment. That old apartment Loki saw his other self visiting a couple of times before you were something. It still had your vibe around it and he loved it. He felt like he was at home after a very long time. Once you closed the door, his arms wrapped around your figure, and you let yourself cry, pressing against his chest and with a tight grip of your hands on his coat.

"You don't have any idea of how much I have missed you all these years," you sobbed and his heart shrank on his chest. "I kept wishing every night and every day to be me instead of you."

"My love," he said softly, separating a little and cupping your cheeks with his warm hands. His eyes were red now because of the tears he was holding back again. "Don't say that... It was supposed to happen."

"What?" you mumbled.

Your hands found his wrists and you pulled his palms away from your cheeks. However you kept the contact with him, you just needed to touch him, to feel he was in the flesh. He was alive right now, wasn't he?

"Look, I am not your Loki. I know what you did, what the Avengers did after Thanos-" his voice broke just a bit but he continued. "I know everything. I just couldn't resist knowing there was someone for me, out there in the Nine Realms, capable to love me for who I am," Loki explained as he watched your face. Was it disappointment? Confusion? He didn't know, but he had to tell you the truth.

Your voice came out as a barely audible whisper. "So... you are saying... you're another Loki? Another him?"

He nodded softly. "I am." Loki thought for a moment on how to explain everything, but he just went for what his heart felt it was right. "It's a little complicated. I did something that wasn't supposed to be, and perhaps will sound like I'm insane, but thanks to that I am kind of trapped in time. With an organization that is not what everyone thought it was, hence a multiverse was created. Sponsored by another me, by the way. You are in what is called the Sacred Timeline, where things flow as how they were supposed to since forever. And I just needed to see you after I found out you were the love of my life."

You took a moment to understand everything he said, wishing that his fate would have been different from what originally happened. Loki gave his best, even in the last worst moments, he was changing for good. For you. For Thor... It wasn't fair.

"Your death was supposed to be then?"

"Yes, it was."

"Oh, Loki," you cried. "You know what, I don't care what's happened. I'm just- I feel happy seeing you here... Please tell me everything you've been through. I want to hear your voice again, to know you're with me right now, to feel you near... I'm not crazy, am I?" you chuckled between tears and Loki curved his lips in a smile, wiping your tears from your face with his thumbs.

Loki granted your wish and explained everything, answering every question you had about the lies of the TVA; the files he found out were his whole life; about Sylvie, Mobius and his variants. He spilled all you wanted to hear, asking like a child, until you understood what was happening. You noticed he truly had changed, just like your Loki did when he reunited with Thor before the Ragnarok took over Asgard. It was a bittersweet feeling however, thinking how much they they seemed to each other. They were the same person after all, but this Loki didn't had the chance to continue his path as it was supposed to.

Taking his hand into yours, you leaned towards him and laid down your head on his shoulder while you both sat comfortable in the couch, just enjoying each others company. Your eyes were dry at this point after crying for what it felt were hours, but his voice helped to soothe you enough.

"I'm glad knowing you have someone like Mobius by your side," you said after a quiet moment. "He sounds like a very good friend," you looked at him, waiting for an answer. "Because that's what he is to you, right?"

"He is a great friend, I'm not alone if that is what is troubling you," Loki affirmed.

You let out a sigh. "That is totally a relief to me."

Loki chuckled softly, leaning to leave a kiss on your hair. "Now you've heard everything about me, would I hear something from you?"

"I'm just a mortal, Loki," you smiled. "Doing the normal shit, not the superhero stuff anymore. I am hating my pretty much normal office job every day; I feed the birds when I go outside at the park, also thinking about adopting a cat or a dog... Maybe a dog."

"Or you could do both."

"Yeah, I might. But my place isn't that big for pets. Sometimes I feel like I'm too alone, very much alone... I would love to have a big farm, or a cabin in the mountains with lots of plants, pets and animals to take care of." The idea did sound good for Loki. Hopefuly you could find peace that way. "Do you remember Pepper?" you said, straighting up on the couch to look at him. He nodded. "Well, after Tony died I still visit her and their daughter, Morgan. She is ten years old, could you believe it?" Loki noticed the sorrow and pain you still carried after all those years of losing your friends, your people... "And I've been missing you and mourning you for ten years as well."

"It's not your fault."

"I know, Loki."

"Do whatever is the best for you, my dear... I would have loved to be here with you now, as the Loki from the Sacred Timeline."

You smiled, but it was a sad smile. "Well, either way, you're here now. It's all that matters to me."

Once again, you shared a loving kiss and took his hand to walk to the kitchen, asking him to take a seat in your breakfast bar, glad he decided to search for you in one of your free days. Otherwise, you would have surely missed his visit. But he was looking for you. Probably Loki would have found you anywhere at this point.

You talked some more while you had some tea and ate some cookies that you saved for special days on the shelfs. The afternoon was pleasant, and this was your turn to speak. Loki, coat long gone, was catching up with you and he asked every single thing about your life now. He smiled more than ever, laughed more than you have ever seen, and it was certainly something you could get used to from now on. Knowing you never continued your life with another person made his heart ache though. However, Loki was no one to blame. He would have done the same thing. No other was like you, no one would have replaced you.

"It's my decision," you finally said, reading his face like an open book. "I have loved you, I love you now and I will love you forever."

He took your hand, lacing your fingers with his. "I know..."

"The day we married you gave me a ring. I always have it with me, today I'm not working, but I use this necklace with your ring," you searched for the necklace hiding inside your shirt and taking it off, you showed him the precious jewel hanging on a fine golden chain. The ring he recognized once was from his mother. "I want you to have it."

"No,I can't-"

"But this is what I want. I know I would have to forget, because you will make me forget about this. About you, coming here, risking everything just to see me. So please, take it."

Loki knew you had made a decision, but then if he left, taking your memories away about this day, what was left for you? He had nothing, and it was okay. He would still know he came to the Sacred Timeline; that he kissed you, that you shared a moment together, that you still loved him. But you will have none of that. And you, as human as you were, would die without the memories and without the ring. You would have nothing and he was sure couldn't bear it.

"Perhaps I can have something else to remember you, I want you to keep this ring as a promise," he closed your hand around the necklace. "My promise that I still love you and I will do it. Forever."

And you sighed, taking the necklace back with a smile. Always so stubborn. "Give me a moment."

Loki saw you leave the kitchen for some minutes. While he was alone, he noticed the sunset through the windows, as it was almost ending to welcome the dark sky around the city. He knew he had to go soon. As much as he didn't want to and the simple thought of runing away was starting to hurt him deep inside.

When you arrived, you stood by his seat on the breakfast bar, putting a small photograph, perfect for a passport, on the surface. It was all in black and white, and you looked what you thought it was nice. Loki took it between his hands, lovingly and with a proud smile on his face.

"I used that when I was taking my Master's degree. Looks pretty decent," you joked.

Loki laughed, tears right at the corner of his eyes. "It's more than that. It's perfect."

His smile faded, knowing this meant he had to leave you again. Loki wasn't supposed to have a happy ending, was he? How he wished to stay there by your side.

You kissed his cheek as a sort of goodbye and comfort at the same time, noticing the sudden change on his face and whispered softly. "So you don't search for me on those files."

"Thank you, love."

Loki got on his feet to put his coat on, like some sort of mental preparation before leaving your apartment and the Sacred Timeline. He saved your photograph on his pocket securely along with Mobius' TemPad, pretending to be strong and swallowing all the pain he was feeling right at that moment. You took his hand, lacing your fingers together one last time and walked until you stood there, in the middle of your living room. He looked at you with loving eyes, trying to save your face and your figure before returning to where he was supposed to be now. And it seemed like time had stopped, as everything Loki could see and feel was you and only you.

"I guess is time now," you began, interrupting his mind.

"I guess it is," Loki nodded, expecting an answer from you. Anything. But it never came. You were also trying to save the moment as much as you could.

So he cupped your cheeks, feeling for the last time your warm, soft skin against his palms. He didn't want to talk, because if he would have said something, it meant you were really saying goodbye forever. What Loki didn't know is that you felt the same thing.

Was there something good to say to your lover, whose destiny was just to bring the best from other people with his cruelty and chaos? To the man who had learn to make things better and, in the end, died trying to protect his people and his wife? Was there anything out there that would bring the god of mischief the happiness and love you always knew he deserved? With these branches and multiverse thing, you hoped deep in your heart there was a universe where he found what he longed for so long. This was just one of many of them. Probably he was happy and living in peace in some others.

"I love you, Loki," you mumbled. He caressed your skin with his thumbs and wiped the small tears that were running on your cheeks.

"I love you too."

Loki leaned to kiss you one last time. You welcomed the kiss with shut eyes, savouring his lips and the taste of your tears, mixing now with his own.

The pain started to bloom; every heartbeat felt like a sledgehammer pounding against his chest. He was not ready to let you go, so this was all he could do. The seidr flowed from his fingers, the green lights covering your body with the help of the spell he casted for you was made to protect you from anything that could get out of hand in the Sacred Timeline, particularly from his own hands, the hands of the TVA, or any other danger that could chase you. Because if something would happen to you due to his stubborn decision, Loki knew he wouldn't forgive himself. What he was sure about though, was that he would still look for you until the end of time.

So when the kiss ended, you fell asleep in seconds. He had to take your sleeping figure with his arms to your bedroom, where he carefully laid you down on the bed. Making sure you were comfortable in your sleep, fixing the pillows and the blankets, Loki remained there, just to take in the serenity emanating from you. It was something you had, the ease and calm your aura projected to everyone in the room. This was the last thing Loki wanted to save from you.

He kissed your forehead and dried the tears on your face before standing up. Once you were to wake up in some hours, you would not be able to know everything was real. Loki made sure you thought it was a dream. So that is what you would have in your head. Something you wished for so long that will only be nothing but thoughts, scenes and emotions that felt absolutely true. As real as life could be.

Loki took the TemPad and opened the timedoor to go back to the TVA, where he knew Mobius would be waiting already since he left for hours. Without looking back to your room, he stepped in and forced to compose himself just in case he would bump into someone else. He sighed, observing through the halls of the headquaters as he made his way back to the room that was assigned to him.

At his door, a worried Mobius was already waiting for him, walking in circles.

"God, Loki I thought you were gone for a second," the analyst breathed out. Loki just handed the TemPad and Mobius took it back. He noticed his weary demeanor and teary eyes. "Thank you. Sorry I doubted you for a second."

"It's fine," Loki shrugged it off, looking for something on his pocket. The photograph slipped from his fingers and fell down to the floor. Mobius was quick enough to pick it up for him, but as he gave it back to his owner he observed it thoroughly.

"So this was the personal thing you did," Mobius said, looking the photograph resting on Loki's hand. He remembered that face from his files.

"Yeah... I guess all set now," Loki sighed.

"Good, I hope you're ready for another trip to the Sacred Timeline." Mobius turned to walk away, deciding it was better to give him some time, but he turned back to Loki before doing so. "And if you're feeling like talking about this any day, only between us, just let me know."

And with that, he walked away. Loki smiled, standing alone outside his door.

You were right. Mobius was a good friend.