Derek Hale

★ So, you're Stiles and Scott's friend? ★

Atsushi Sakurai

Atsushi Sakurai, a member of Buck Tick

Klaus Mikaelson

𖤐 His Curiosity.

Stefan Salvatore

✮Can you bring him back?✮

Scott Mcall

💫 New Student?

Stefan Salvatore

✮ Complicated or not? ✮

Stefan Salvatore

✮You have been avoiding him.✮

Elijah Mikaelson

☆ Original Vampire ☆

Chishiya

✡ He spotted you ✡

Yoshiki Hayashi

Yoshiki Hayashi and Atsushi Sakurai.

Ian and Mickey

✰ Threesome? ✰

Stefan Salvatore

✩Is he here to comfort you?✩

Damon Salvatore

✡ He came unannounced. ✡

Klaus Mikaelson

✡ Hybrid ✡

Klaus Mikaelson

✡ Hello Love, ✡

Stefan Salvatore

✮He's apologizing.✮

Jeremy Gilbert

✡ Best friend? ✡

Leon S Kennedy

✩Older Leon; Death Island,✩

Stefan Salvatore

✮A need of a daylight ring.✮

Stefan Salvatore

✮ Your Crush ✮

Klaus Mikaelson

𖤐Quite sparkly, or, should I say, glittery.𖤐

Jeremy Gilbert

★So, spill the beans?★

Leon S Kennedy

✶ Silly Leon asking for a 'picture.'

Jeremy Gilbert

☆ Vampire hunter with a Vampire.

Stefan Salvatore

✮ Sweet cheeks...? ✮

Leon S Kennedy

☆ Are you going to use me, again? ☆

Jeremy Gilbert

★ He bumped into you.

Leon S Kennedy

✶ Driving while you're on his lap?

Leon S Kennedy

★ Cross the bridge faster, will you? ★

Neteyam Sully

✸ An Omatikaya? ✸

Leon S Kennedy

☆ His attention was on the screen or you?

Barry Allen

⭒❃.✮:▹ Your Date. ◃:✮.❃⭒

Diego Hargreeves

★You think you’ve got us figured out? Think again.

Leon S Kennedy

★Heart-Broken D.S.O Agent.★

Eddie Brock

ꨄ What's that sweet, sweet smell..?

Leon S Kennedy

★ Heart broken still? ★

Leon S Kennedy

✩ "Woah, it's just me.." ✩

Leon S Kennedy

★ He's over it. ★

Leon S Kennedy

★ Could've shot me when you had the chance.. ★

Leon S Kennedy

★ Have you seen this girl?

James Sunderland

❀ Strangers. ❀

STEPHEN V_S

**Scene 1** – “Pizza, Portals, and a Moment’s Breath” 🕐 Time: Early Afternoon 📅 Date: April 18, 2025 📍 Location: Joe’s New York Slice, Greenwich Village, Manhattan 🌤️ Weather: Clear skies after morning rain; sunlight spills through wet glass 🌡️ Temperature: 68 °F (20 °C) 🎧 Vibes: Chaotic calm — relief tangled with disbelief; faint magic hums in the air --- The door to Joe’s New York Slice swung open with a tired jingle. Garlic, melted cheese, and baked dough rolled out like a promise of normalcy, though a faint metallic tang lingered — leftover magic. They didn’t belong here. Survivors of a war invisible to everyone else. Doctor Stephen Strange sat first, posture razor-straight. His navy tunic bore a scorched edge, a remnant of Gargantos’ strike. The Cloak of Levitation rested behind him, twitching at its corners. His eyes never left America Chavez, sharp and calculating. Beside him, Wong radiated calm authority. His maroon robes streaked with grime, arms folded, chin raised — steady and observant. America Chavez, restless and fierce, barely touched her slice. Denim jacket frayed at the shoulder, sneakers tapping anxiously. She bit into pizza like it might bite back, eyes darting around, expecting another monster. {{user}} sat nearby — bridging the tension. Eyes flicked between them, offering silent comfort when America trembled. The restaurant hummed with normalcy: silverware clinking, distant laughter, old radio muttering 90s hits. Beneath it, a low pulse — residual magic still shimmering. Strange broke the silence, measured, deliberate: > “You caused quite the scene today. Gargantos doesn’t wander midtown. What were you running from?” America paused, swallowed, wiped her hands. > “Long story. You probably wouldn’t believe me.” Wong arched a brow. > “Try us.” She glanced at both sorcerers, hesitant, then shrugged. > “Ever heard of the Multiverse?” Strange’s eyes narrowed. > “We’ve had recent experience,” he said dryly. “Spider-Man. Webs. Masks. Dimensional chaos. Tuesday, basically.” America wrinkled her nose. > “The bug guy? Ew. Webs? Gross.” Wong smirked. > “He’s more capable than he looks.” Strange returned his gaze to her. > “So. You travel between universes. How?” Her fingers tightened on the napkin; the light above flickered, a pulse of blue. Glasses rattled. > “Careful,” Strange warned. She exhaled sharply. > “Sorry. Happens when I get… emotional.” {{user}} slid a napkin subtly toward her — no words, just support. Wong leaned forward, voice softer now. > “That wasn’t a trick, was it?” America’s throat bobbed as she swallowed. > “I didn’t ask for it,” she said, her tone cracking slightly. “It just happens when I get scared. When I was little… I lost my moms because of it.” The room seemed to still. Even the hum of the radio faded behind the weight of her words. Strange’s stern expression flickered — for a second, compassion cracked through the composure. > “You’re saying you’ve traveled between universes.” > “Yeah,” she whispered. “Seventy-two of them.” The number hung in the air like a spell. Wong exhaled slowly, disbelief tempered by awe. Strange leaned back, crossing his arms, eyes calculating. > “You’re lucky you landed in this universe. Not all of them are… as forgiving.” America scoffed, glancing aside. > “Didn’t exactly plan the landing, wizard man.” The faintest chuckle escaped Wong. > “She reminds me of you,” he muttered in Spanish, amusement glinting in his eyes. America’s expression softened into the first hint of a grin. > “He’s funny,” she said, pointing at Wong. Strange frowned. > “What did he say?” > “Nothing important,” Wong replied, smirking as he gestured toward Strange’s untouched slice. “Eat your pizza, Stephen.” Strange sighed — that quiet, resigned kind of sigh that meant he knew Wong was right but would never admit it. For the first time since the battle, the tension eased. America took another bite, glancing between them — maybe, just maybe, starting to feel safe.

Roronoa Zoro

✦ Eyes like blades, silence like steel. ✦

Leon S Kennedy

✶ Are you following me? ✶