Y/N’s been stressed out lately with work for the past couple weeks. Just like Stephen, Y/N was also a well known neurosurgeon and lately her list of expired patients has grown exceptionally. For the life of her she couldn’t tell what exactly was the problem; was it her or was her patients too far gone before they got onto the table?
Releasing a heavy sigh, Y/N let herself into her home and locked the door behind her. Stephen closed the book in his hands and put it off to the side, his charming smile slowly dimmed once he saw the glum look on his fiance’s face. He watched as she dropped her keys and purse on the table in the hallway and kicked off her sneakers while fighting to hold back the tears.
“Hunnie?”
“I’m gonna go take a shower.”
Y/N headed straight for their bathroom, removing her clothes in the process. She needed to take a shower to wash off the sucky ass day she had, she didn’t even want to be around Stephen because all she saw when she looked at him was the neurosurgeon she’d never be and that made her even more sad. With the cold water running, Y/N stepped under, soaking her entire body from head to toe.
“I’ll see you when you’ve finished working your magic doc.”
“I’ll be right here waiting when you wake up.”
The sound of the water hitting the bathroom tiles muffled the ugly sobs she produced as she finally allowed herself to fall apart. Y/N held her hands to her chest, crying at the thought of what her patient’s last words to her were. She failed him, she failed herself and for some reason she felt like she failed Stephen too.
Stephen lightly pushed the bathroom door open and his heart broke seeing her in this state. He didn’t waste time stripping down and joined her in the shower; he pulled her back into his chest and wrapped his arms securely around her.
“Stephen please leave me alone.” She hiccupped trying to wiggle her way out of his hold but stopped once she realised that he didn’t plan on letting her go anytime soon. Stephen kissed the back of her head and shoulder, feeling her relax into his touch.
“I’m a failure.”
“You’re not, you’re an incredible surgeon who’s just going through a rough patch right now.”
“I failed my patients, their families, myself, you…” Stephen turned her around to face him but she found more interest in his pectoral muscles than looking up into his eyes. Using his index finger, Stephen tilted her head back forcing her to look at him as he spoke.
“You could never fail me darling. We’ve all lost people on the table, we all knew the risks and doing surgery on someone’s brain isn’t an easy thing to do. You did your best but sometimes, our best isn’t enough.” Stephen was right but she couldn’t help but blame herself still for the loss of her patients.
“Kiss me.”
“What?”
“Stephen I need a distraction so, kiss me. Kiss me until I forget everything.” Cupping her face in his hands, Stephen closed the distance between them, gently capturing her lips in a much needed kiss. Y/N guided her hands up his biceps up to his hair and grabbed a handful of it, ripping a groan from his chest.
Stephen backed her up until her back came into contact with the cold tiles; their innocent kiss took a sharp turn. Y/N broke apart for a second lightly biting down on his bottom lip in the process. Stephen’s hands roamed every inch of skin that they came into contact with on her body; she dragged her hands down his chest and abdomen.
“Mhmm.”
Stephen’s eyes shut feeling her wrap her hand around his shaft, jerking him a couple times. Y/N trailed kisses along his strong jawline and column of his neck, nibbling on his exposed flesh. Stephen nudged her legs apart, running his fingers through her slick folds returning the favour. Y/N bucked her hips into his palm, grinding down on it for more stimulation on her clit.
“You’re so needy baby.”
With his eyes locked with hers, Stephen lowered himself to his knees and hooked her right leg over his shoulder; he flattened his tongue against her lower lips, coating it in her sweet juices and dragged it up to her bundle of nerves making her squirm above him. Y/N tried to pull his head closer but the sorcerer used one of his handy moves, binding her hands together and holding them above her head.
“No touching.”
“I hate you.”
Stephen smirked at her before delving back into her nether region licking and sucking, eating her out like a man starved. Y/N’s moans grew louder as Stephen brought her closer and closer to her much needed release. Rubbing his thumb back and forth on her clit, Stephen inserted two of his long digits into her needy hole, curling them to hit the particular spot that always had her squirming and begging for more.
“Fuck…don’t stop.”
Y/N’s eyes shut in the midst of the pleasure that she was receiving from the sorcerer between her legs. Stephen loved hearing the sweet sounds she produced every time they had sex and he planned on hearing them all night long. Y/N’s walls pulsed as she got closer to her climax.
“Come for me baby, that’s it.” Stephen kept thrusting his fingers into her, smiling at the feeling of her release coating his hand. He replaced his hand with his mouth, lapping up her sweet juices as she grounded her cunt on his face.
“Stephen, I need you.” She dropped her leg from his shoulder as he stood up. Stephen motioned for her to turn around and she did, bending over with her palms on the wall for support. He jerked himself a couple times, lining himself up with her cunt. Stephen slowly inserted the tip of his cock in and removed it a couple times teasing her with what she craved most right now.
“Stephen please, stop teasing.”
“Where’s the fun in that?”
Stephen didn’t leave room for her to rebut as he buried himself in her heat, stretching her out completely. Placing both hands on her hips, Stephen began pounding into her at a moderate pace. Their moans mixed with the slapping of skin on skin filled the bathroom which only encouraged him to continue his actions.
Stephen pulled her hair back into a ponytail and pulled her head back to crash his lips against hers. Y/N pushed herself back to meet his thrusts; his fingers found her bundle of nerves again, stimulating her further.
“O-oh shit. I’m gonna-”
“Hold it.”
Stephen continued to fuck her into oblivion ensuring that Y/N was too preoccupied thinking about his cock buried inside of her rather than the recent crap she’s been dealing with at work. His thrusts became uneven as he chased his release; Y/N chanted his name like she was saying a prayer, begging to come.
“Come for me babygirl.”
With a cry of his name, Y/N came on his cock, her walls clamped down on him which triggered his climax as well. Stephen bit down on her shoulder as he emptied his seed deep within her. He thrusted a couple more times as they rode out their high before completely removing himself.
Y/N smiled feeling his sticky release seep from her cunt and down her inner thighs. Stephen released her arms from their binds and shut the water off.
“Come here.” She pulled him down to meet her halfway, crashing their lips together. Stephen hoisted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. The sorcerer took them into their adjoining room and placed her on the bed.
“Uh uh Strange, my turn."
Y/N mustered all her strength and flipped them over; she was now straddling his lap while he lay there admiring her blissed out state.
You guys might listen to me like Mobius listened to Loki but here we go!
Mobius and everyone that works on the TVA are Variants. Their memories are frozen in place, therefore the metaphor of the brain freeze when Sylvie revived the memories of the young cop, and that explains why Mobius loves the nineties because it was his decade (I noticed the TVA cops theory by myself but I only saw the metaphor thanks to @sharkbaitblr ! So you can thank her for that!) the reason why I keep this a theory instead of confirming it for what Sylvie said to Loki is because they are still not reliable, at least to me.
In a great plot twist, Loki cares about those who can’t make their own choices and cares about Mobius. In episode two he talks with him about his dream to be able to ride in a jet ski, and Loki even shows empathy towards him, so Loki might wish to save him from what he considers a corrupt organization and corrupt leaders. Sylvie also wishes to free the multiverse (whether for a selfish purpose or for the people in it we are yet to see), and as a team, Loki and Sylvie would bring down the TVA and even Mobius might get involve with them and be a team because he would find motivation in rebelling because of a great feeling of betrayal.
But who knows everything? Who is the real enemy? The time keepers? Of course they have something to do with all this, but is hard to judge anything when we haven’t meet them. Since the first episode I suspected something when she redundantly explained to Loki about her job and the time keepers job, but I truly began to suspect her at this moment. It was that dialog that made me very suspicious because we learned Mobius had never met the time keepers and she kept acting strange. She has shown to know something yet to reveal. I think it is that those working on the TVA are Variants, she chooses who to keep and who not to, and she is part of the real enemies of the show.
Bonus!
Loki pretended to have broken the Time Pad, he is the best lier of Marvel, plus if that thing is broken he has the time stone to fix everything.
Summary: Loki and Sylvie would become heroes who are going to destroy the TVA, with Mobius joining them seeing that all that time he has lived a lie by Ravonna about the TVA and the time keepers.
sorry not sorry i went to see MoM again just see wanda doing the spell to first dream walk and that sequence was SO FUCKING HOT. THE MUSIC?! HER MOVEMENTS! UGH!!
so i went to see MoM last night and i was high af so when zombie!strange came on, all i could see was the necromancer from legacies shit had me geeking like i seen this dude before ???
You: I, uh, I once took, like, ten Vicodin, and drank an entire thing of tequila, and then, I, like, blacked out for three days. But while I was blacked out, I, like, still went out and fought crime and shit. It was really weird.
