!!contains spoilers for marvel movies!!
marvel fanfic because my mutual had the perfect idea (everettstrange)
just note some stuff may be references to sherlock, so just keep a look out for that. and my brain sorta rusty w the civil war movie, so most people who're included r most likely wrong.
!!THIS IS PLACED BEFORE BLACK PANTHER!!
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EVERETT'S POV
boring, all i ever do now is boring. the only thing i ever wanted to happen would be to love. i've thought of it, but that'd take too much time, so i've just been talking to mostly women here, for instance, there is someone named sara, who sits next to my desk.
still, so boring. i heard theres some guy with a red cape who.. wait, or was it a cloak? anyway, this man who lives on bleeker street, is supposedly supposed to help you, help guide you through life, no idea.
"hey, Ross. how you holding up?" i turned to my side, which appeared there was a man who- nevermind its dan.
"oh, hello Dan. not much since you kinda stole my watch then gave it to your wife over there." i rised pointing to his wife, who was, uh, snogging danny, his brother, in the corner of the cubicle opposite of us.
"what? wait, what!?" Dan gave me a death stare, "MELISSA YOU F7CKING WH9RE!" running towards his wife whose looking at me while i finally notice my smug face.
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okay, now back at my apartment, thinking back to that cape guy where'd he live again, bleeker street? right, he did.
as i turned my spinny chair to the computer, rolling over there, i heard people screaming for a doctor, but doctor who? i couldnt even hear who it was that they were saying, just the doctor?
i rose from my chair, looking out to the window, but when i looked out, there was nothing.
just nothing.
it was completely empty, the normal city that i see every day.
i put my face into my hands, wondering on what the actual fuck just happened.
"that wouldn't happen to be, magic, but chance?" i heard a deep voice behind me, i turned my whole body so quickly that both my hands were at my side.
"what..?" i asked out of confusion while there was a man- the man who wore a cape, a red one, looked of leather. underneath the red, dusty cloak (that probably needed cleaning) held beautiful light blue clothing, looking as if they were bandages, and huge belts on his middle waist, dark dull brown.
oh, and his cheekbones are stunning, i'd cut myself touching that face.
"you are needed at the sanctum, my dear ross." he held out his hand stepping forward, "oh, and please do bring a coat, its chilly here, even in summer." i laughed nervously, looking at him.
"uh, mind telling me who you are?" i laughed again, "cause i dont really know you and all, and safety wise.."
"oh! sorry," he cleared his throat, "i am Doctor Strange, and i am here to fix you." honestly, i thought he meant something- something.. else...
"you're gonna what?" i looked at him as if i saw a ghost. (which i did, before)
"i'm going to fix you! ready?" i was to protest, but before i knew it he grabbed my hand and brought me to his 'house'...? igloo..???
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looking back at this, is very random.. -5/26/23
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