ironstrange headcanons

paraplegic wizard

i have seen this AU on tumblr (photo in the thumbnail, credits to the lovely ironstrangeprompts on tumblr!!!) and this literally made me fall in love with it. there might be some suicidal thoughts because stephen fell into a severe depression and cannot accept his disabilities till he meets tony, who will take care of him.

stephen strange, the famous world known neurosurgeon, is now nothing in his eyes. although he might save the world basically every day from alien attacks destroying the Earth's reality, he still thinks he is not important as he used to be. the accident that left him with serious permanent damages like being paraplegic and without a proper use of his hands, is all that haunts him. he somehow manages to live by himself, though most of the times he breaks down for the frustration and the sadness that fills his body. it is hard to him to face this life alone. he often thinks about what he will do when he grows older and not being capable of taking care of himself. Wong and his students try in every possible way to help him, but he just neglects them, stating that he feels like a burden for all of them. the sorrow, the sadness, the fatigue he perceives makes him feel awful. he just feels so pathetic and helpless. he is so afraid of loneliness and his heart aches.

stephen didnt't know that the next battle he was going to face was gonna change his life forever.

new york is once again getting attacked by despicable creatures wanting to dominate the town and kill most of the people living there. stephen is used to those attacks that he just goes out levitating with his cloak, nonchalantly. he certainly cannot fight while he is on a wheelchair. however, he was not expecting a bigger creature to land right in front of him, surely stronger and more dominant than the other ones. he frowns at the sight and shakes his head, trying to distract the monster from destroying half the city. he finds himself surrounded by hundreds and hundreds of those beasts aiming at him

" this is it, this is finally the end of my miserable life" stephen thought, still not giving up his life yet. he tries to cast a spell with all the strength he has, failing miserably. the giant benemoths start to attack him, knocking him on the ground mercilessly. the man feels pain, he is powerless. he had lost his sling ring, therefore he doesn't know what to do. he just gives up and stops fighing back, letting the creatures finish him. he closes his eyes, feeling his his soul leaving him. but after a few seconds, a sound similar to a plane's jet starts to come closer as well as some other weird sounds he cannot recognize. the last words he hears before passing out are "we might need medical help here Stark, there is an unconscious guy that might even be dead there!"

stephen wakes up after about a day in a weird room he's never seen before. it looks like an hospital room but more comfortable. he is attached to IV tubes and a breathing mask is on his face. he is confused and in pain. what happened to him? he doesn't remember anything.

his heart rate speeds up as his anxiety is getting over him, making him breathe heavily. the machines starts to beep loudly and faster, making him worry and panic even more. he can't move, his arms seems to be exactly like his legs and hip bone. "oh so now i am quadriplegic? i could have died instead" he thinks to himself, letting a few tears stream down his face.

as soon as he blinks, a figure opens the door and runs towards the bed. stephen does not recognize who this person is and panics

"who- who are you? for gods sake if you want to kill me do it faster and immediately."

the man shakes his head and gives stephen a smile, which reassured him.

"i am Tony Stark. i am not here to kill you, otherwise i would have let you die by the hand of those horrendous creatures in New York." he giggles and sits on the chair near the bed, staring at the malnourished man. "who are you, though? you don't have any documents."