Doctor Strange Oneshots

Oops...

Summary: How many problems could a problematic witch cause at the Avengers tower? The answer is all of them. So, when you're in dire need to do some witchy things, the Avengers ship you off to the Sanctum, in hopes that Strange can keep an eye on you. But what happens when everything still goes wrong?

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"Alright guys, I'm going to head to my witchy room now. Gotta do some witchy things and make some more potions-"

"NO!" All members of the Avengers collectively screamed, causing you to jump. A poof of purple magic shooting from your fingertips and breaking a vase. "Oops." You gave them your bashful smile.

"This is why we don't want you to do your witchy things in the tower anymore." Tony murmurs, causing you to frown. Natasha elbows him, "ow."

"What he means, is that sometimes your witchy stuff can cause destruction." You were gobsmacked.

"It is not destructive. Name three times that it was." You crossed your arms defensively.

"The twentieth floor exploded because you saw a spider and accidentally knocked sulphur into your cauldron." You huffed. "I can't control my jumpiness!"

"Instead of giving Clint a healing potion, you gave him a love potion, and he fell in love with Pietro."

"How was the one destructive? If anything, the tower was just a tad more chaotic than usual."

"Clint blew up the air vents trying to find him! The AC was down for weeks." Sam deadpanned. "Poor Bucky couldn't move his metal arm."

You frowned. "That was after the fact!"

"You once sneezed in the common room and plants began sprouting out the walls. It was like we were transported into the Amazon." Your eyes widened at Peter. "Sorry Miss Y/n, but it's true."

"Maybe I'm a bit problematic! But you love me for it." You were met with silence. "You guys suck." You stuck your tongue out at them.

"I do still need to do my witchy stuff, though. What am I meant to do?" Tony smiled.

"We can send you to Strange." You grinned and clapped your hands together.

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"This is the only place that you are allowed to do whatever it is you do. It has protection wards placed around it, so your chaos cannot interfere with the rest of the Sanctum." Stephen explained.

"But I'll be lonely." You pouted; Stephen sighed.

"Y/n, just get on with it. I'll be in the library going over spells. Do not destroy anything." And with that, he left you alone.

Deciding to get straight into it, you pulled out your phone and connected it to your Bluetooth speaker. How were you meant to get anything done without music? Selecting Doctor You by DNCE you started to get into your witchy feels. (Apologies if this isn't the music you're into...change it to anything you like )

Vibing to your music, you began to create your potion. Summoning your cauldron, you stirred what was already in there while shaking your hips to the beat. Mumbling to the lyrics (in hope that you wouldn't disturb Stephen or Wong), you began adding your emerald saffron, feverfew, and venom lavender into the mix.

As you began to carefully stir the mixture, the chorus of the song began...and you couldn't help yourself.

(Once again, change the lyrics to whatever song you want )