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    “Pietro Maximoff?” Doctor Strange raises a brow, and all eyes flick to Peter. Peter, for one, thinks he finally understands what’s going on here, because there’s no way these guys are from around here. The real question is: why are they here, and are they a threat?

    Peter loops his thumbs through his belt loops and leans back on his heels, eyeing these newcomers through the goggles he has yet to remove from his face. Doctor Strange—and is that his real name? —doesn’t seem like he’s asking if Peter is in fact, Pietro Maximoff. No, the man is looking at him through confident eyes, as if simply waiting for Peter to confirm what he already knows. 

    “That’s me,” Peter says, though he’s trying to stay on the air of caution. “But here, they call me Peter.”

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    Even though he's a universe away, Peter feels Wanda's pain, love, and decent into madness like it's his own.

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    15 Apr 2021

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    "Two days ago, a ship came to Shallow Valley and slaughtered a village," Indra says, her voice dark and strained.

    "Shallow Valley?" Bellamy asks, exchanging a confused look with Clarke. "I thought they were landlocked?"

    "Not a ship from the sea," Indra snaps, a split second before Monty draws in a sharp, shocked breath. "A ship from the sky."

    Clarke understands before the others do. "You think Skaikru did it," she says softly.

    ( or - the delinquents start their own society. Praimfaya never happens, but Eligius does. season 3 & 5 divergent. )

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    24 Jan 2021

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    "While I share your contempt for this situation in which we find ourselves, do not mistake it as apathy," he hissed through gritted teeth, dark eyes burning. "I hardly expect your disposition to sweeten, but I will be damned if I allow my future Empress to behave in a manner that reflects poorly on me and on the First Order!"

    "If you allow?" She wrenched her arm out of his viselike grasp, batting his hand away for good measure. "I don't belong to you. I don't belong to anyone."

    "That might have been the case back when you were a scavenger on that pitiful scrap heap of a planet, but now?" His sardonic gaze flickered over her silk robes and the jewels woven through her elaborate braids. "Now you are the Chume'da, and the Chume'da belongs to her people. Their fate is entirely in your hands. Should you cross the line, it is they who will suffer for it. Am I making myself clear?"

    "I hate you," she said bitterly.

    He sneered at her. "See? Already you are acclimatizing so well to married life."

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    24 Sep 2020

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    In a strange sort of way, this is the story of how, in the final days of the Clone Wars, Mace Windu saved the galaxy by taking a nap.

    With sleep had come peace, and with peace had come clarity: Mace volunteered to find General Grievous himself because, unless Obi-Wan Kenobi stayed on Coruscant, a calamity would ensue beyond anything they had ever seen before.

    Which was how Anakin Skywalker found himself in his current predicament: falling a thousand stories to who-knows-where in the depths of Coruscant's lower levels.

    Sure, Palpatine had betrayed him to a extent that he was only beginning to understand, there were three murdered Jedi in the Chancellor's office, he didn't know if Padmé was going to be alright, and it was completely possible that he was going to end up as a bloody smear across the windshield of a speeder, but the fact remained that he and Obi-Wan had just spent the last ten minutes shrieking at one another like a pair of younglings to such a degree that they forgot about the Sith Lord in the room.

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    31 Aug 2020

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    The first thing she notices about Bellamy Blake is not the sardonic smile or the provocative tone with which he speaks to her, let alone the derisive light while he eyes her from head to toe. No, the very first thing her gaze lingers on is the ghost of the woman behind him. She looks the age of her mother. She is tall, slim and as beautiful as an exhibition weapon can be. No matter how finely decorated the hilt and scabbard are, the blade is a lethal poison for the soul.

    When Bellamy insists on opening the door and Clarke tries to stop him, the woman's eyes narrow dangerously. She sees her place a hand on her son's shoulder and repeat her own suggestion. After a moment of consideration Bellamy shakes his head and does the exact opposite of what she and his mother said. He opens the damned door.

    From that moment, together with his son, Aurora Blake becomes the thorn in her side.

    (AU where Clarke see ghosts and is the Commander of Death in more than one way)

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    29 Apr 2020