#hippocraticmagic

[traumaturgic]

[araedi]

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[astrapure-a]

@hippocraticmagic​

     “H - Hey, Strange. . .”

Perhaps it’s rude to suddenly appear in one’s sanctum like this, but considering the arising concern over the warm crimson trickling down her side from recent endeavor - perhaps it’ll be allowed.

     “I don’t have enough. . .energy to heal. . .”

[revenantwalkin]

Frank, watching the two Strange(s) talking:

"Just gonna sit back n enjoy this show..."

[stcrrka]

                                                 ‘Spare his life, and I’ll give you the stone.’

                                                            STEPHEN STRANGE & TONY STARK

[benevolentgodloki]

How anyone had allowed Thor to bring his brother to the party was beyond most of the guests, including Loki himself. He supposed it was that it was hard to say no to the god of thunder, or at least for ‘no’ to have any success at all. Besides, Loki was appropriately bound with magic dampening restraints to keep him out of too much mischief. That was the compromise for allowing him out of New Asgard so soon. Loki was yet to discover that his presence was more welcome than he could have imagined.

He leant against a wall, clutching his wine glass with both manacled hands to prevent a mishap of spilling, regarding the event with a bored and sulking expression. It was partly his own fault for slinking away from Thor to avoid his enthusiasm.

Loki paused, glass resting at his lips, when he noticed two familiar faces eyeing him; one he had once fought, another he had not been given the opportunity owing to being dumped on his face halfway across Midgard. Apparently the two were a couple now, having got to know one another in preparation for dealing with Thanos - who had rather bafflingly entirely disappeared. No one was complaining.

The god of mischief arched an eyebrow at them, wondering what issue they were taking up with him now. ‘What?’ he mouthed in their direction.

@hippocraticmagic @stcrrk

[thatsmrfantastic-archived]

STEPHEN ---- @hippocraticmagic

         A mug appears in front of him. At first he thinks he’s been working too hard, that he’s beginning to hallucinate which is never a good sign. That hasn’t happened for a while. But then, he remembers just whose place he’s crashing at. He shuts his journal. Something about writing out things just always seemed to work better some days than working on a computer. Then tentatively inspects the mug. Not coffee -- there’s a small face he makes but he knows he has to curb that. It’s not as if the caffeine affects him he just likes the taste. But tea is nice. Some herbal brew no doubt Stephen’s steeped especially for him and as he takes his first sip he almost audibly purrs out his gratitude. 

I’m so tired, he internally sighs and gets up, mug in hand. The sound of bare feet wandering the Sanctum echoes. Along with his call out, “---message received.” Now where is he? Unintentionally wearing the expression one might associate with a ‘lost puppy’ he wanders. All relaxed, distracted from work, now he just wanted some company. 

[fcltinian]

       “ what the actual fuckshanti is this. ”

@prophemi @hippocraticmagic