A/N: Hello my dear readers!

Here is a songfic request from   Romantic Waltz27 with Ariana Grande's song " Not Tears Left To Cry" where the reader is controlling another type of magic and struggled to the memories of her past when Stephen asked about her life.

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Right now, I'm in a state of mind
I wanna be in like all the time
Ain't got no tears left to cry
So I'm pickin' it up, pickin' it up
I'm lovin', I'm livin', I'm pickin' it up
I'm pickin' it up, pickin' it up
I'm lovin', I'm livin', I'm pickin' it up (oh, yeah)

Legends are memories of the past, a fragment of a moment which had its heyday until it fell into oblivion as time flew.

It is magical how from a flicker of hope, your name is reborn on Stephen's lips as he asked you more about your past life.

Given that, you are an immortal, you lived centuries, carried many names, lived thousands of things, chaotic and wonderful until you met him the Sorcerer Supreme of the 21st century.

« You're saying you are the so-called « Angelic Warlock », the greatest magician of all times ? » asked Stephen, dumbfounded when he recognised your very special type of magic: a white incandescent colour which left a feather mark on the patient or victim.

You nodded your head, keeping on preparing a healing potion for his hands while he extended his palms to you. You applied the cream to his scarred hands, massaging the flesh in a circular manner. His breathtaking blue eyes locked with yours, a flicker of shame glistening in his azure orbs. It didn't last as his curiosity seemed triggered.

« Why haven't you said anything? »

You sighed and took his left hand. You started to rub his fingers, relaxing the knots in his hands.

I'm pickin' it up (yeah), pickin' it up (yeah)
Lovin', I'm livin', so we turnin' up
Yeah, we turnin' it up

Ain't got no tears in my body
I ran out, but boy, I like it, I like it, I like it
Don't matter how, what, where, who tries it
We're out here vibin', we vibin', we vibin'

You raised your head and said in a solemn tone :

« The past is tricky as you can remember all the good things you lived, the happiest moment of your life but also reminds you of everything you lost to reach the state you are today. I haven't told you anything, because this name reminds me of a painful memory which left no tears to cry anymore, just a broken heart. »

His composure dramatically changed as he was the one now to softly take your hands in his, cradling your limbs as a gesture of comfort. A small smile enlightened your lips, your heart falling for him again.

« I'm sorry for your loss, Y/ N. »

Comin' out, even when it's rainin' down
Can't stop now, can't stop so shut your mouth
Shut your mouth, and if you don't know
Then now you know it, babe
Know it, babe, yeah

You shrugged, pushing away the veil of dark memories.

« The past is the past, what matters now is the present, which includes you, Stephen. »

He looked away, his eyebrows frowning slightly and you recognised this demeanour as a question burning on his lips. You chuckled and put your finger under his chin.

« Make your mind and ask away, Stephen. I don't bite.... much. »

A smirk tugged at his lips, his eyes shining with curiosity. You continued massaging his hands until the cream was fully displayed on his trembling infamous limbs.

« I also heard about or rather read about a person called « The Dark Enchantress » »

The moment, this name left his lips, your fingers instinctively tightened on his hands, which made him winced. However, lost in the dark memories of your personal nemesis, you didn't notice his painful expression. Nevertheless, as stubborn as he is, he added :

« It was you, wasn't it? »

Your breath got caught in your threat, ragged, as waves of anger, pain and power boiling under your stoical face.You took a deep breath, trying to steady your powers as the atmosphere suddenly change from comfy to dark and dangerous.

Right now, I'm in a state of mind
I wanna be in, like, all the time
Ain't got no tears left to cry
So I'm pickin' it up, pickin' it up (oh yeah)
I'm lovin', I'm livin', I'm pickin' it up

Oh, I just want you to come with me
We on another mentality
Ain't got no tears left to cry
So I'm pickin' it up, pickin' it up
I'm lovin', I'm livin', I'm pickin' it up
Pickin' it up, pickin' it up
I'm lovin', I'm livin', I'm pickin' it up (oh, yeah)
Yeah, we turnin' it up

« Everybody has a dark side, Stephen. My magic is different from the Mystic Arts as I can summon angels as well as demons to fight by my side. Depending on my state, I'm one or the other. I'm half angel and half demon. However, when I was the ' Dark Enchantress', I had lost all my family, friends and I had nothing left but my magic which was slowly started to overwhelm my body. The ' Dark Enchantress' is me when I lose control of my powers.»

Stephen intertwined his fingers with yours, gently caressing your hand while the other rubbed your falling tear away on your cheek.

« I killed thousands of people, slaughtered villages as pain and anger devoured me, and I regret this part of my life. I only use my dark powers when I don't have any other choice. I choose to heal people, help them as an act to redeem myself. »

You struggled to utter these words, your shame and pain flowing past your lips as the confess of a sin.

« You are no monster, Y/N. You are one of the most powerful, beautiful and kind people I've ever meet. And believe me, I met a lot of people, I was a doctor. As you said, what matters is the present and the person you are today. »

His deep voice sent shivers down your spine, his words healing your bleeding heart.

They point out the colors in you, I see 'em too
And, boy, I like 'em, I like 'em, I like 'em
We're way too fly to partake in all this hate
We out here vibin', we vibin', we vibin'

Comin' out, even when it's rainin' down
Can't stop now, can't stop, so shut your mouth
Shut your mouth, and if you don't know
Then now you know it, babe
Know it, babe, yeah

« Who am I, though? »

Doubt pierced through your voice as you looked at the sorcerer, mesmerised by the blueish colour of his eyes. How many times have you gotten lost in his orbs, how many times has he, by a simple action, warmed your heart with his kindness? He was better than you and you envied him.

« You are Y/N, the legendary Light Witch. Do you hear me?»

« Yes, Stephen, Sorcerer Supreme, I don't know what I've done to have someone like you by my side. Thank you. »

He smiled widely at you, happiness plastered on his face. Then you followed your instinct, leaning forward until your lips brushed his in a tender kiss.

Right now, I'm in a state of mind
I wanna be in, like, all the time
Ain't got no tears left to cry
So I'm pickin' it up, pickin' it up (oh yeah)
I'm lovin', I'm livin', I'm pickin' it up

Oh, I just want you to come with me
We on another mentality
Ain't got no tears left to cry (so don't cry)
So I'm pickin' it up, pickin' it up (oh yeah)
I'm lovin', I'm livin', I'm pickin' it up

When you realised what you've done, you quickly stepped away, dropping his hands and getting up of your seat.

« I'm sorry. I... I shouldn't have done that. »

You looked everywhere except at him, a blush reddening your cheeks of shame and pleasure at how good it felt to kiss him. And he hadn't the time to kiss back, so can you imagine how would it be like if he did?

His voice calling out your name snapped you out of your daze.

« You haven't done anything wrong. I've waited for so long to do this, I was surprised you made the first move.»

He grabbed your hand, lacing his fingers with yours again, locked like your hearts.

« Come here, » he said, pulling lightly your hand.

Comin' out, even when it's rainin' down
Can't stop now
Shut your mouth
Ain't got no tears left to cry
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh, I just want you to come with me
We on another mentality
Ain't got no tears left to cry (cry)
So I'm pickin' it up, pickin' it up (oh yeah)
I'm lovin', I'm livin', I'm pickin' it up

Pickin' it up (yeah), pickin' it up (yeah)
Lovin', I'm livin', so we turnin' up
Yeah, we turnin' it up

You hesitantly followed his lead, and ended in his arms, tightly pressed against his chest.

« You have nothing to fear now because I'm here for you. Always. »

You raised your head up, observing his elfin features before leant in again, except this time, you waited for him to take the hint which he did. As soon as your lips met, the memories of your past faded to let place to new ones like this breathtaking kiss. Yes, danger and threats were in the future, Dormammu and Kaecilius would come to destroy your world but right now, all matters was the present.

So why cry over the past when you can smile in the present ?

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