She’s never played before, or even ( heard ) of such a game. But— that seems as if it’s against the intended use.

( bitches . . . ) hmm— that’s sounds fun !

Witch? She’d rather be called bitch quite honestly.

That sounds delightful !

Oh yes, okay. This is bound to be interesting.

//AVENGERS CAMPUS WITH A DOCTOR STRANGE AREA COMING TO DISNEY NEXT YEAR I LOVE WINNING x.com/tonystrnge/sta…

A plethora of confusion held within ice hues, she surveyed the board, taking all to long to make a less-than-impactful conclusion. forwards. “Hmm... Yes— there. Did I win?”

She tried making dinner. . . the sanctum ( MIGHT ) be on fire. . . shedoesntknowwhattodo.

//uh WEEWOO WEEWOO THAT IS A MAN— 🤤

Afternoon tea , anyone?

delicate fingers twirl to create an impenetrable shield of purple hues. bored again, is he?

from what she’s seen, the entirety of the dimension seems to hold a variety of interesting aspects. he’s just looking for the wrong things.

beds are a truly magical thing.

“Stephen!”

||Me? Leaving Twitter RP and joining insta but still coming back for cleastrange? Yeah of course pSH.

|| sAME :’ ) I thought she was dead forever honestly

Clea beamed with delight, her arms holding him just a bit too tight, utter bliss taking the best of her senses. “I’m sorry I just—“ She paused— none of that mattered. Not right now. “Stephen, I’m just... so glad you’re here.”

What is a “cult” and why is her husband the leader of it?

“Well it’s over now, thankfully.” She smiled, brows upturned, only exaggerating her thankful expression. “I missed you. So so much.” Clea looked down, smile wide and grasp tightened.

|| kind of missing my baby 🤧