Hero [Ironstrange]

Hero [Ironstrange]

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Everyone is born with a square on their wrist, called a soul mark. The first time you hear your soulmate say your name, the square is filled with their favorite color. 16 year old Stephen Strange is not very interested in finding his soulmate. But that changes after his soul mark is filled with someone's favorite color. Though, Stephen doesn't know who the color belongs to. At the same time the Strange family takes in 16 year old Tony Stark, a kid who's parents were brutally murdered in a car crash. He always thought his soulmate was going to save him, be his hero. His soulmate ends up being totally oblivious, but a hero nonetheless. - - - All characters owned by Marvel (or Disney I guess), I only own the story. Cover art by hannycho12 on tumblr 9/21/19 - #1 in ironstrange
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When the universe ties two souls together, the mark is said to burn into existence, etched in skin as proof of destiny. Tony Stark never believed in fate, much less in soulmates, until a strange sigil flared across his wrist the night he first met Doctor Stephen Strange. To Tony, the mark is an inconvenient brand; to Stephen, it is a dangerous prophecy he's been dreading. But as battles mount and cosmic forces close in, the bond between them begins to weave tighter, pulling genius and sorcerer into a dance neither can escape. Will they resist the pull of fate, or surrender to a love written in stars and scars?

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