Christine Palmer ✺ | Parody
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“Anyone Capable Of Love Is Capable Of Being Saved."〘 21+RP | AU | SL | FanAccount | Parody | MarvelRP | MV/SS married to @doctorofsorcery.bsky.social ♡〙
whatever fate throws at us, know that my heart belongs to you. Always.
Now, are we doing something romantic tonight, or do I need to teleport you away from whatever mystical crisis you're tangled up in this time?"
Now, are we doing something romantic tonight, or do I need to teleport you away from whatever mystical crisis you're tangled up in this time?"
February 14, 2025 at 5:27 PM
whatever fate throws at us, know that my heart belongs to you. Always.
Now, are we doing something romantic tonight, or do I need to teleport you away from whatever mystical crisis you're tangled up in this time?"
Now, are we doing something romantic tonight, or do I need to teleport you away from whatever mystical crisis you're tangled up in this time?"
"Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. Even across dimensions, through time loops and incantations, you are always my Stephen. I love you more than words, or even magic, can express. Wherever we are, >
February 14, 2025 at 5:27 PM
"Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. Even across dimensions, through time loops and incantations, you are always my Stephen. I love you more than words, or even magic, can express. Wherever we are, >
Maybe it’s where we both find the balance we need.”
She smirked, a familiar teasing glint returning. “Besides, I’d like to see if Wong’s really as patient as he pretends to be.”
She smirked, a familiar teasing glint returning. “Besides, I’d like to see if Wong’s really as patient as he pretends to be.”
February 14, 2025 at 5:19 PM
Maybe it’s where we both find the balance we need.”
She smirked, a familiar teasing glint returning. “Besides, I’d like to see if Wong’s really as patient as he pretends to be.”
She smirked, a familiar teasing glint returning. “Besides, I’d like to see if Wong’s really as patient as he pretends to be.”
“There’s one place I know we need to go,” she said, her voice filled with certainty.
“Kamar-Taj.”
She looked back at Stephen, a new determination in her eyes. “I need to learn to control this, and you need to heal from everything the Darkhold did to you. It started there for you. >
“Kamar-Taj.”
She looked back at Stephen, a new determination in her eyes. “I need to learn to control this, and you need to heal from everything the Darkhold did to you. It started there for you. >
February 14, 2025 at 5:19 PM
“There’s one place I know we need to go,” she said, her voice filled with certainty.
“Kamar-Taj.”
She looked back at Stephen, a new determination in her eyes. “I need to learn to control this, and you need to heal from everything the Darkhold did to you. It started there for you. >
“Kamar-Taj.”
She looked back at Stephen, a new determination in her eyes. “I need to learn to control this, and you need to heal from everything the Darkhold did to you. It started there for you. >
She squeezed his hands, grounding them both. “You’ve always been the one guiding me. This time, let me guide you, too.”
Christine glanced toward the Sanctum’s towering windows, the city stretching beyond them. The air felt different now, lighter, charged with possibility. >
Christine glanced toward the Sanctum’s towering windows, the city stretching beyond them. The air felt different now, lighter, charged with possibility. >
February 14, 2025 at 5:18 PM
She squeezed his hands, grounding them both. “You’ve always been the one guiding me. This time, let me guide you, too.”
Christine glanced toward the Sanctum’s towering windows, the city stretching beyond them. The air felt different now, lighter, charged with possibility. >
Christine glanced toward the Sanctum’s towering windows, the city stretching beyond them. The air felt different now, lighter, charged with possibility. >
Golden light flickered at her fingertips, warm and steady, no longer chaotic. She exhaled, opening her eyes, and the glow reflected in them. A small smile played at her lips. “I don’t have to fear it anymore. I just have to trust it.” >
February 14, 2025 at 5:17 PM
Golden light flickered at her fingertips, warm and steady, no longer chaotic. She exhaled, opening her eyes, and the glow reflected in them. A small smile played at her lips. “I don’t have to fear it anymore. I just have to trust it.” >
Christine took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she let herself feel. She sifted through emotions like flipping through memories. Joy, sorrow, fear, hope, but love stood out, unwavering. The love that had bound her to Stephen across universes, across time itself. >
February 14, 2025 at 5:17 PM
Christine took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she let herself feel. She sifted through emotions like flipping through memories. Joy, sorrow, fear, hope, but love stood out, unwavering. The love that had bound her to Stephen across universes, across time itself. >
She met his gaze, steady and unwavering. “You always had your magic to shield yourself, to fight, to protect. But mine... mine isn’t meant to keep people at a distance. It’s meant to bring them closer, to heal. I’ve been fighting that, thinking it made me weak. But you’re right, it’s my power.” >
February 14, 2025 at 5:17 PM
She met his gaze, steady and unwavering. “You always had your magic to shield yourself, to fight, to protect. But mine... mine isn’t meant to keep people at a distance. It’s meant to bring them closer, to heal. I’ve been fighting that, thinking it made me weak. But you’re right, it’s my power.” >
Christine held onto Stephen’s hands, her grip firm yet gentle. She had always been his anchor, his still point in a chaotic world, but now, now she had to find her own grounding. Connection. It had always been her strength, and she finally understood it was also the key to mastering her powers. >
February 14, 2025 at 5:16 PM
Christine held onto Stephen’s hands, her grip firm yet gentle. She had always been his anchor, his still point in a chaotic world, but now, now she had to find her own grounding. Connection. It had always been her strength, and she finally understood it was also the key to mastering her powers. >
“I don’t want to fight you,” she said, her voice quieter now. “I just want to stand beside you.”
The fire slowly faded, dissipating into embers. Christine let her hands drop to her sides, looking at him expectantly. “So? How did I do, Doctor?”
The fire slowly faded, dissipating into embers. Christine let her hands drop to her sides, looking at him expectantly. “So? How did I do, Doctor?”
February 14, 2025 at 4:46 PM
“I don’t want to fight you,” she said, her voice quieter now. “I just want to stand beside you.”
The fire slowly faded, dissipating into embers. Christine let her hands drop to her sides, looking at him expectantly. “So? How did I do, Doctor?”
The fire slowly faded, dissipating into embers. Christine let her hands drop to her sides, looking at him expectantly. “So? How did I do, Doctor?”
She lifted her hand and, instead of hurling the fire at him, she let the flame reshape, bending to her will. A controlled arc of heat surrounded Stephen, not as an attack, but as a challenge, a reminder that she wasn’t afraid to meet him as an equal. >
February 14, 2025 at 4:46 PM
She lifted her hand and, instead of hurling the fire at him, she let the flame reshape, bending to her will. A controlled arc of heat surrounded Stephen, not as an attack, but as a challenge, a reminder that she wasn’t afraid to meet him as an equal. >
Christine lifted her gaze to his, her expression softer now, but no less determined. “And that’s why I’m here. Not just as your wife, but as your partner. You don’t have to do this alone anymore.” >
February 14, 2025 at 4:46 PM
Christine lifted her gaze to his, her expression softer now, but no less determined. “And that’s why I’m here. Not just as your wife, but as your partner. You don’t have to do this alone anymore.” >
But then she steadied, closing her fingers slightly, guiding the fire back into focus. “That you think you always have to be the one to suffer, the one to fix everything, without ever letting anyone carry the burden with you.” >
February 14, 2025 at 4:45 PM
But then she steadied, closing her fingers slightly, guiding the fire back into focus. “That you think you always have to be the one to suffer, the one to fix everything, without ever letting anyone carry the burden with you.” >
shoulders alone.”
She took a step forward, the fire intensifying. “That you’ll throw yourself into battle without hesitation, without thinking about what it does to the people who” She caught herself, exhaling sharply. The flame crackled, flickered wildly. Her control wavered for just a second. >
She took a step forward, the fire intensifying. “That you’ll throw yourself into battle without hesitation, without thinking about what it does to the people who” She caught herself, exhaling sharply. The flame crackled, flickered wildly. Her control wavered for just a second. >
February 14, 2025 at 4:45 PM
shoulders alone.”
She took a step forward, the fire intensifying. “That you’ll throw yourself into battle without hesitation, without thinking about what it does to the people who” She caught herself, exhaling sharply. The flame crackled, flickered wildly. Her control wavered for just a second. >
She took a step forward, the fire intensifying. “That you’ll throw yourself into battle without hesitation, without thinking about what it does to the people who” She caught herself, exhaling sharply. The flame crackled, flickered wildly. Her control wavered for just a second. >
Christine took a slow breath, letting the fire in her palm grow hotter, the orange light reflecting in her eyes. “Alright,” she said, voice steady but laced with something deeper. “You know what pisses me off, Stephen? That you still think you have to take the weight of the world on your >
February 14, 2025 at 4:44 PM
Christine took a slow breath, letting the fire in her palm grow hotter, the orange light reflecting in her eyes. “Alright,” she said, voice steady but laced with something deeper. “You know what pisses me off, Stephen? That you still think you have to take the weight of the world on your >
She studied Stephen for a moment—her brilliant, arrogant, impossibly stubborn husband. The man who had fought through dimensions, who had rewritten fate, who had broken and rebuilt himself countless times. And yet, here he was, standing before her, ready to let her unleash her power on him. >
February 14, 2025 at 4:43 PM
She studied Stephen for a moment—her brilliant, arrogant, impossibly stubborn husband. The man who had fought through dimensions, who had rewritten fate, who had broken and rebuilt himself countless times. And yet, here he was, standing before her, ready to let her unleash her power on him. >
Christine let out a soft laugh, shaking her head at Stephen’s challenge. “A ‘tell all,’ huh? You really want to open that door?” She stepped forward, rolling her shoulders, flexing her fingers as she summoned a small flame once more, letting it flicker between her fingertips. >
February 14, 2025 at 4:43 PM
Christine let out a soft laugh, shaking her head at Stephen’s challenge. “A ‘tell all,’ huh? You really want to open that door?” She stepped forward, rolling her shoulders, flexing her fingers as she summoned a small flame once more, letting it flicker between her fingertips. >
“I can feel it, Stephen. It’s not just anger—it’s every emotion fighting for space. But I want to control it, not let it control me.” She extinguished the flame with a small motion, her expression firm.
“I’m ready. Let’s start.”
“I’m ready. Let’s start.”
January 11, 2025 at 5:57 AM
“I can feel it, Stephen. It’s not just anger—it’s every emotion fighting for space. But I want to control it, not let it control me.” She extinguished the flame with a small motion, her expression firm.
“I’m ready. Let’s start.”
“I’m ready. Let’s start.”
Maybe it’s about learning to guide it.”
She stepped back, her hand falling to her side as she lifted the other slightly, palm facing upward. A small flame flickered to life, soft and contained, dancing just above her skin. Her eyes lingered on it, thoughtful. >
She stepped back, her hand falling to her side as she lifted the other slightly, palm facing upward. A small flame flickered to life, soft and contained, dancing just above her skin. Her eyes lingered on it, thoughtful. >
January 11, 2025 at 5:56 AM
Maybe it’s about learning to guide it.”
She stepped back, her hand falling to her side as she lifted the other slightly, palm facing upward. A small flame flickered to life, soft and contained, dancing just above her skin. Her eyes lingered on it, thoughtful. >
She stepped back, her hand falling to her side as she lifted the other slightly, palm facing upward. A small flame flickered to life, soft and contained, dancing just above her skin. Her eyes lingered on it, thoughtful. >
Christine kept her hand against his chest for a moment longer, letting the steady beat of his heart calm her. She nodded slightly, meeting his gaze.
“You’re right. Fire and anger—they’re tied to everything I feel, everything I’ve held inside for too long. But maybe it’s not about suppressing it. >
“You’re right. Fire and anger—they’re tied to everything I feel, everything I’ve held inside for too long. But maybe it’s not about suppressing it. >
January 11, 2025 at 5:56 AM
Christine kept her hand against his chest for a moment longer, letting the steady beat of his heart calm her. She nodded slightly, meeting his gaze.
“You’re right. Fire and anger—they’re tied to everything I feel, everything I’ve held inside for too long. But maybe it’s not about suppressing it. >
“You’re right. Fire and anger—they’re tied to everything I feel, everything I’ve held inside for too long. But maybe it’s not about suppressing it. >
longer just a metaphor, seemed to hum faintly in the air around her—a soft glow, not visible but palpable, like warmth after a long, cold night. “Now,” she added, a quiet determination in her tone, “let’s figure this out. Together.”
January 11, 2025 at 5:47 AM
longer just a metaphor, seemed to hum faintly in the air around her—a soft glow, not visible but palpable, like warmth after a long, cold night. “Now,” she added, a quiet determination in her tone, “let’s figure this out. Together.”
You taught me that it’s not about the fear—it’s about what you do with it. And I choose to stand with you, no matter what.”
Christine let her hands drop back to her sides, stepping back slightly, but her presence was unwavering. Her light, >
Christine let her hands drop back to her sides, stepping back slightly, but her presence was unwavering. Her light, >
January 11, 2025 at 5:46 AM
You taught me that it’s not about the fear—it’s about what you do with it. And I choose to stand with you, no matter what.”
Christine let her hands drop back to her sides, stepping back slightly, but her presence was unwavering. Her light, >
Christine let her hands drop back to her sides, stepping back slightly, but her presence was unwavering. Her light, >
too much. You don’t have to carry it all alone anymore.”
Her voice softened even more, barely a whisper. “You’re not the only one who’s afraid of losing control, Stephen. But you taught me something, whether you meant to or not. >
Her voice softened even more, barely a whisper. “You’re not the only one who’s afraid of losing control, Stephen. But you taught me something, whether you meant to or not. >
January 11, 2025 at 5:46 AM
too much. You don’t have to carry it all alone anymore.”
Her voice softened even more, barely a whisper. “You’re not the only one who’s afraid of losing control, Stephen. But you taught me something, whether you meant to or not. >
Her voice softened even more, barely a whisper. “You’re not the only one who’s afraid of losing control, Stephen. But you taught me something, whether you meant to or not. >