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i think there is a joan in me who is a monster

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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"

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21 Questions

Rules: Answer 21 questions and tag 21 people you want to get to know better

I was tagged by @arthurs-lumbago! These are always soo much fun, it’s always nice to learn about peeps.

Nickname: Hyde, based off my main’s username...or krice krispies based off my actual name.

Height: 5′8″

Last movie I saw: Probably Baby Driver? I saw a post about it, wanted to watch it again with headphones. If you haven’t seen the movie with audio through headphones PLEASE do it, it makes it 1000x better.

Favourite Artists: Beartooth, Mumford and Sons, Bishop Briggs, First Aid Kit, Trampled by Turtles, Rise Against, Styx, CCR, NoFx, Streetlight Manifesto, Hans Zimmer, the Eagles, Jimmy Eat World, ZZ Ward, Fitz and the Tantrums...there seems to be almost no logic to my faves.

Song stuck in my head: Boom Boom by the Vengaboys

Do I get asks: I get them when I request writing prompts or if someone has a question, my asks are always open to discuss almost anything. I’m happy to share whatever knowledge I can on most problems :)

Other blogs: elementhyde is my main, it’s where i tend to post anything that is hilarious or random I like, sometimes SPN and other non-cowboy related video games and movie stuff.

Following: I am following 639 right now, that number goes up and down depending on what I find is flooding my dash, I’ve been around tumblr for a while, but this is the lowest it’s been in a while.

Amount of sleep: I strive for 5 hours, which is my ideal. I tend to get crabby if I sleep more, but occasionally I sleep less.

Lucky number: 13, it’s always been good to me, and was usually available in sports!

What I’m wearing: jeans, some docs and a high noon mccree shirt, just got back from work

Dream job: Live Event Producer for one of my favorite gaming companies, I want to be the person in charge of e3 booths and gaming demos at conventions, marketing and brand management. Basically my job now, but for a cooler audience.

Favourite food: I’m a sucker for perogis and asparagus 

Dream trip: I’d love to visit Japan, I’ve been talking about it for going on 15 years...I should probably bite the bullet and go.

Play any instruments: I am completely incapable of playing instruments, so I tend to sing.

Languages: English, but I know I can understand Spanish and French for the most part when people are talking to me, guess taking Latin in high school actually helped, lol.

Favourite song: “Swing Life Away” by Rise Against is one and “Renegade” by Styx is another, and finally “If it Hadn’t been for Love” by the Steeldrivers

Random fact: I was a conjoined twin in vitro.

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: Sitting outside alone watching the snow fall all around you there is woods and the only light is a fire pit. A dog sleeping in a room with you, but not touching you, peaceful and content, but you still feel their presence.The sound that pencil makes against fresh paper. The smell of firewood and whiskey.

I don’t normally tag people in these, but if you’re feeling like you wanna play tag me, I’d love to read them!

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I'll be honest. Everytime the word "best friends" came up in Captain Marvel, I want to visibly gag.

Those two were MORE than just best friends. Hey, what do we call the ship name between Carol Danvers and Maria Rambeau? Those two are perfect and honestly even if Carol doesn't end up with Rhodes in the MCU, this is an okay (even better) replacement for me.

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I don't know why but the idea of calling these two "Magical husbands" tickles my fancy.

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I'm walking into 2019 with the knowledge that Constantine is a chaotic bisexual and everything will be all right

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Let Me Wither Away [Strange x Idk, WIP]

Note: WIP Since July 2018. I’m not sure what I’m going to do with this honestly. Inspired by the song Flower from L’arc~En~Ciel

Stephen wakes up coughing. Drowsiness fights at him, crying go back to sleep, but the choking sensation in his chest refuses. He sits up gasping, something blocking his insides--he thumps his chest frantically, hoping it would escape him. One hand clutches his neck desperately; it was travelling upwards. When it  finally reaches his lips, he grasps his face, hoping to catch it as it spills out. Panic strikes him simultaneously as whatever it was that was that causing him so much pain exited.

When he pulls back, his fingers were covered in soft white flower petals. His eyes widen and his other hand reaches within his mouth to pluck one more.

The Master of Mystic Arts feels terror bloom inside him as more and more pour out from him and into his open palms.

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Wong stands at the doorway of the library, a hand carrying a ball of pulsating yellow light. He could feel a disturbance in the flow of energies of the Sanctum. While unable to pinpoint why it disturbed him, it was enough to rouse him from slumber. Driven by nothing but gut feeling, he finds himself at the library. His companion, Stephen Strange frantically flips through books. His tall figure highlighted by the lamps beside him, Wong’s eyes catch the stack of discarded books on the floor.

“Stephen,” he exclaims, rushing toward the fallen books. His former student should know better than to be so haphazard with ancient texts, “What are you doing? These are over a thousand years old! Are you crazy-”

Wong gathers books from the floor when his eyes caught sight of a lone flower petal. Confusion colours his face but he follows the trail the petals left leading to Stephen’s bare feet. There, little flowers crowd around his toes, some white, but most bleeding red.

His hands let go of whatever he managed to pick up, his eyes widening at the sight of a haunted Stephen. But it wasn’t his fearful expression that shocks him, nor the black  tears falling from his eyes. It was his lips, slightly parted, unable to hold back the flow of petals.      

“Wong,” Stephen chokes between confused sobs. The back of his hand presses against his mouth  in some vain attempt to stop the flow. “What’s happening to me?”

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Hanahaki Disease is the name of a magical ailment inflicted on those who  suffer from unrequited love. An extremely rare disease, it only affects those whose quiet love was so great it morphs into something tangible, like flowers.

In Stephen’s case, they were white Chrysanthemum.

“The first case of Hanahaki were recorded in Japan, hence the name,” Wong says, pouring Stephen a cup of tea. “When a Time Witch started vomiting sakura petals”  

They manage to stop him from vomiting petals with a spell that can contain them within him- unfortunately, it was just a temporary fix. Although thankful, his chest soon began to  hurt from the pressure. He knows he should release them as soon as he can or risk an even more violent reaction.

“Is there a cure?” Stephen asks blankly, ignoring  his cup of tea. His hands were shaking, more than usual, under the table.

“Who is it, Stephen?” Wong asks, avoiding the question. He takes a seat before his friend

Stephen looks aside, painful throbs traveling through him in deep intervals. They started in his core, and he knows they are infecting his bloodstream, circulating unseen thorns that pierce every cell that make up his entire being.

“Stephen!”

He looks up at his companion. Wong was waiting for an answer. It was obvious he was expecting a name and no one was leaving the room until he gets one. But when Stephen opened his mouth, the spell that held back the disease exploded and he was heaving flowers.