possible endgame spoilers - the dr strange open post.

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give me mcus or au your crosscanons into the mcu or weird space cross-dimensional magic them there I'm easy I just want to play a magical, magical man with too many responsibilities who is also a shit

pre-IW, post-endgame, an au where everything's simpler, weird side pocket universes or suspended states where characters can have some chats, space, the sanctum, post-ml au for those who are/have been in a game with me, etc. the world is your oyster and any kind of thread starter or thread genre is fair play.

drop me a starter or a prompt or just a theme/genre or idea in the body of the comment, or leave it empty and give me free rein, I'll come back at you when I have the get up and go.

please also let me know whether or not you'd be happy to have spoilery themes involved in the thread if the tag-in doesn't already make it obvious.

thanks let's get MAGIC and STRESSED

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post-endgame (spoilers)

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Re: post-endgame (spoilers)

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[ they've had some time. not a great deal, not enough for the world to have fully found how to sit on its own axis with its population freshly doubled and its ecosystem thrown once again into a phase of rapid adaptation, but some time. people are remarkably resilient. cities once deteriorated are springing up anew, economies rebuilding themselves. it's a relief. if they'd done all this just for the universe, at very least the Earth, to crack under the strain...

it hasn't. not yet. there's still time, of course, plenty of it. but signs are good.

but the whole thing has brought him closer to a much bigger universe than he'd spent any time considering before. no longer can he call his domain "reality" and expect that to mean the reaches of his little planet, the outer-dimensional corner of his home.

the Earth is a very small part that very often has far too great a role to play in the fate of a very large whole. if he's to be effective at measuring that - and he has to be, that isn't in question - he's going to need to be more familiar with the people already out there doing it. the Earth will have new defenders, it'll be fine. the universe needs more people in its corner.

life at the Sanctum has been controlled chaos since he woke up from the few hours sleep he allowed himself after the day the threat of Thanos was banished. but he's careful, on the expectation of a guest, to keep things calm. he's no doubt Carol Danvers has been living a chaos of her own - not only recently, but for many long years.

so the house on Bleecker Street is quiet when the front door opens to admit their visitor. there's nobody in the entrance hall, no sound of anybody in the adjoining corridors, no foot on the stairs. but once the door has closed behind her the air in the foyer fizzes with light, sparking out and swirling until a circle is carved to another place. a library, floorboards the same dark wood as the floor she'll walk across to reach them poking out from between rugs and under the legs of tables. ]

Come on up, Captain Danvers.

[ a voice, for now disembodied, from through the portal.

beyond it, buried among bookshelves in a nook by the window, Dr. Strange sits in an armchair, a small ginger cat curled into the crook of his arm and sleeping soundly as the man himself leafs through the pages of an old tome.

if he's to have her come all this way, he'd better have a gift. and what's better than an old friend? ]