#HE'S RUNNING OFF WITH HIM AND DISAPPEARING FROM OCTAVIA'S LIFE

[mandareeboo]

Oh, god, he has no custody of Octavia now? He lost the rights to his own daughter??

[akirathedramaqueen]

No rest for the wicked

What often keeps my mind occupied and worried for the last couple of... weeks, or even months, maybe, is what might happen to Stolas's relationship with Octavia in the near future.

We know something bad is brewing. The trailer gave us enough information to freak out but learn nothing from it. I think though that I have found yet another foreshadowing, and I am sad I did. I was not sure if I should post it since predictions and speculations are not quite my style, but fuck it, I’ll roll with it. I want you to suffer with me <3 Besides, after yesterday's @tealvenetianmask's wonderful post about Stella and how society enables her behavior, and my rambly reblog, which delves more into Stolas's relationships with Octavia and how they are affected, I decided I need to let it out of my system.

So, you see... while I believe this screenshot is our last hope for us, the Stolitz nation—that these two dumbasses will have ANOTHER chance to talk properly...

It implies that something arguably worse than their breakup is going to happen. Something on the 'whole palace is in ice and Stolas is in immediate mortal danger' level of 'worse.' Something bad enough to make them forget all the shit they’ve gone through with their disastrous miscommunication and unite to face a common threat.

Andrealphus.

Something that would make Stolas to leave quickly and forcibly. Run for his life. Disappear, sweeping off his trail, without Octavia knowing...

And let her think he ran off with Blitzø.

Are you gonna run off with him and leave me behind? Go away, where I can't find you?

Make her run around the palace looking for him and not being able to find him. Because he isn’t there.

Daddy! Daddy... I had a dream! A really bad dream! I was looking all over the palace, and I couldn't find you anywhere! You weren't there!

And the worst part is that it would make her assume the worst: that he left her behind just for a weird red dickhead.

Why?

Because Stolas's relationship with Blitzø has caused a rift between the prince and his daughter.

Because he, unfortunately, has never told her what kind of mother Stella is, or what she has done to him. She is left to believe everything was okay until that imp came around, seduced her father, ruined her family, and wrecked her home.

Because Stolas grew distant and forgot about the important stellar event he promised to show her. Was he wrong for it? Of course not! Stella made everything to throw him off the rails completely that morning. But Octavia still has the right to be upset.

Not to mention that she’s nowhere to be found since that night in Los Angeles… Why isn’t she around? Is she resentful toward him? Is she being kept from him? Or is he keeping her at arm's length because of the assassination attempt and his deteriorating state of mind? What happened?

I can already see how Stella and Andrealphus could use all of it against Stolas, grooming Octavia and simmering her in hatred for him. Bluntly lying about true reasons Stolas fled.

Stolas kept silent about the abuse he survived, hoping to protect Octavia and let her live a perfect childhood. But instead, she won’t have a single soul to support her, since Stolas will be chased off and hated. By her. Surrounded by vultures who now prey on her, who have couped her father and forced him to break the solemn, earnest promise he made to her.

What?... No! No, no, never! I'd never do that. Never...

How fucking tragic is that?

[chaifootsteps]

I’ve heard this a lot from the fandom after apology tour

“Blitzø and stolas were both so protective of each other at the party even though they were fighting, shows how in love they really are”

I thought so many people said it so it must be true. I rewatched the episode and—Did I miss something? Gen question. Stolas was horrible to him. He smirked at the idea of blitzø getting “fucking murdered”shoved a sheet in his face, into a corner, yelled at him openly and told him to go home, then slobbered all over someone else. And blitzø said he’s never seen stolas so drunk, realising he’s an alcoholic. Blitzø self deprecates heavily to build stolas up so he stops crying. Then Stolas finds some other object to flatter him. Some fans even said “Notice how they both drink heavily and throw themselves at other men when they fight, they were made for each other!”

Are we….romanticising being an alcoholic now? They trigger each others alcoholism so…they should be together?

Remember in Bojack, when he and Diane were alone in each others houses, after Cordovia and post fracking incident, all they did was isolate, drink, skip work, bemoan how pointless life is and encourage each other to wallow and be more depressed. That’s how I see these guys future relationship. It also says a lot to me that when they were on that “””date””” stolas’ first suggestion was to get extremely drunk on wine red and white, and champagne. After they become “canon” Octavia leaves and stolas moves in (under duress) he’s just going to drink the whole time. And poor Loona will have to take care of both of them when drink.

It sort of looks from leaks that the message was “be careful what you wish for” and that running off with his childhood fantasy means losing Via. Theres a shot where Octavia disappears behind ice, leaving stolas reflection, then he collapses and we see Blitzs face. As if asking Stolas "was it worth it?" That could be brilliant if the message was "dont betray the people who already love you to chase after someone else's love"

I sent a similar anon a while back with the suggestion of replacing the anti depressants Via shoves in his hand with the imp doll in his portrait symbolising Blitzo. A lifeless smiling bed companion in a silly bowtie. That makes Octavias line "have a great fucking life with him, dad." more impactful. As if saying "if youd rather stay being a child playing with your little toys than be my dad with me as the child, fine. Go do that."

Sometimes it genuinely does seem like these people are watching a completely different show, or maybe blacking out and making up a different show.

If I shipped Stolitz -- and I used too -- I would have been horrified at Apology Tour, and a lot of people were. Here are two characters you want to see in a loving relationship that improves both their lives, are promised it's coming, and all they do is scream, shit-talk one another, drink heavily, throw themselves at other people, and talk about how miserable they make each other.

I think even comparing them to BoJack and Diane's relationship is giving them too much credit, because BoJack and Diane had fun and cared about each other's well-being somewhat. I see together Stolas and Blitzo as this, but not funny.

[thebaphomet-halftimeshow]

Rewriting helluva boss episodes: ALL PARTS

Season one remains unchanged.

The Circus:

The concept of this episode works. However having Stolas and Blitzo know each other from childhood doesn’t make sense for their relationship. Also, Stella’s character is weakened as a villain here.

The episode starts in the same way- introducing young stolas- minus Stella’s introduction. We then cut to Blitzo preparing for a show. We get to see some brief interactions, and then he goes on. Blitzo doesn’t meet Stolas, and he only makes a quick cameo at the actual show. Fizz and Blitzo have there interaction as is, but instead of leaving to meet stolas the scene just cuts back to him. Stolas has another interaction with his father. He is then introduced to Stella. They quickly become friendly, if not awkward with one another. They’re both enjoying their time till it’s revealed they are arranged to get married. They react on different levels of shock. This scene cuts, and directly transition into Stella and Stolas, the night they meets Blitzø. Stolas and Stella are shown to have a cold relationship, but with an element of care still existing. They’re unhappy, but not miserable. Moxie and Blitzo show up to the party, ready to fill an assassination job (assuming Millie hasn’t joined imp yet). While sneaking through a window, Stolas catches Blitz’s eye. Moxie then explains how Stolas is the current holder of the Grimoire. This prompts an idea from Blitz. Moxie is sent off to compete the job on his own. From this point on the episode is the same. Blitz still makes the deal with Stolas, and the gilded cage scene is unchanged.

Seeing stars:

This completely ignores the events at Ozzie’s, making the continuity really off. It makes the story messy. Also, having three separate plots is completely unnecessary.

The episode opens the same, with young Octavia. We then cut to IMP preparing for a job. Ocativa steals the grimoire, without IMP noticing. As there about to leave, Moxxie notices the grimoire is gone. Blitz calls Stolas thinking he broke the contract, due to Ozzie’s. Stolas realizes Octavia took it and left to the human realm. He promises to give the grimoire back, only if IMP helps find Octavia. Stolas arrives, and there’s a tense tone between him and Blitzo. He’s only there because he has to be. Stolas sends Moxie and Millie off to complete the job, and they disappear into b plot land. Loona then decides to come, after sympathizing with Octavia. The Brandon Rogers scene remains close to normal. Stolas and Blitzo still have a strong tension between them. When they are put in the van, they have a moment that reconciles this and indirectly address their issues. We then cut to Moxxie and Millie on there way to the job. Nothing significant happens, but their song can go here if necessary. We then cut back to Stolas and Blitzo. Stolas gives his pep talk to Blitzo, which makes them warm up to each other further. Stolas laughs at Blitzos jokes, which makes both of them happy. Blitzos flashback and the fight scene stays as is. Blitzo then points out the fact that in the chaos Loona disappeared, and no further effort was made to find Octavia. They begin to panic, and run off to find them. It cuts to Loona finding Octavia. The scene between the two girls proceeds as normal, with Blitzo and Stolas running in at the end. If time allows for it, this’ll be a cut to M&M. They’re in the middle of the job, which leads to a mini fight scene. The ending is the same.

Exes and O’s:

Personally, I’d just cut this episode. But if a Moxxie backstory is necessary to the story, this is a way to work it in.

IMP revisits an old villain from any past epsiode. While mid-battle a comment triggers Moxxie into a PTSD attack. This cuts into a flashback, similar to the one in episode. Not only does this explain his family life, it shows how Moxie met Blitzo and Millie. Blitzo mets Moxie after he runs away from home, rather then in prison. This episode has a B plot of Blitzo tracking down Chaz, after learning he’s the ex of both moxie and Millie. When Blitzo does find Chaz, he gives it a second thought due to Stolas.

Western Energy:

Yet again, having three plots run alongside each other is unnecessary. The tone is also off. The two main villains of the show seem like completely jokes in this episode.

The episode opens the same. Stella is more logical with her actions, making more rational sense when discussing her plan. The kidnapping and phone call are the same. We stay with Moxie and Millie rather then following Blitzo. They have a quick interaction in the car, which leads into the gas station scene. They’re roles are swapped- Moxie does the talking, Millie does the fighting. This cuts into a more intense version of the Striker song. He interacts with Stolas, in a more threatening way. This makes Stolas realize he’s actually in danger. We see the Stella scene as is. This brings us to the Blitzo waiting room scene. After this, is the fight scene. The lead up to this is almost the same, with less humor. The fight isn’t split between the two plots, only focusing on Striker. When the hospital scene begins, there’s a quick gag explaining what happened with Blitz and Loona. The ending is the same from this point forth.

This is all at no hate to the show!! I have nothing but respect and appreciation for most to the Helluva team.

[kinetic-elaboration]

March 30: Mist Pt. 3

Mist: The stunning conclusion. I might mess around with the ending some more, and probably make some other edits etc. before I combined all three parts and post to AO3, but basically, this is it. Is this a conceit that needed 3k words to tell? Probably not, but here we are.

Linctavia fic, Canon-divergence, ~1380 words

For parts 1-2, see the tag "mist" on my blog

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The fog becomes thicker, impenetrable. There is no more talk of scouting missions, nor of venturing beyond the safety of the camp wall.

Even navigating between the tents, or back and forth from the Dropship, becomes nearly impossible, when every step is shrouded by heavy, thick, slow-shifting whirls of white and gray. Only the vaguest hints of familiar landmarks loom out of the mist, and only sometimes, and in the new quiet that has overtaken the camp, it is now possible to stand at the center of it, very still, and forget for a moment that any last remnants of civilization, or any slow-struggling outgrowths of new life, could yet exist.

Some delinquents have taken to lighting their way with torches, even at noon. At a middle-distance, these grotesque smudges of orange light resemble demonic fire or the outtakes of dragon's breath. Apparitions from bedtime stories and ancient fairy tales.

The fog seeps in around the soft edges of the tents and makes everything damp, brings on a cloying feeling in the lungs. Small groups set up camp in the Dropship, huddle in their sleeping bags and blankets on the top floor, try to wait out the siege.

Octavia feels, as they do, the unease awash all along her skin, the sticky taste of it on her mouth, but she does not abandon home. She will not shut herself up in yet a smaller space. Sometimes, she stands in the stillness, listening for sounds to ground her in the dirt again, feels only the breathless thick, soft mist, and she wonders if this is what it is like at sea. She was, for a time, obsessed with the sea—this was right after Bellamy told her that they too lived on a ship—but even now she's never seen water any wider or deeper than a lake that she can stand in. Imagining an ocean vast beyond limits is like trying to truly fathom the end point of the stars. But she imagines great fog must roll in off such waters, and that the solitude in the middle of the ocean, past the last sight of land, must give a person a similar sense of vertigo as this.

The sense of being unmoored, drifting without anchor. Reaching out blind, trying to discern the shapes of things.

She wonders if this world is perhaps but a dream.

Only Lincoln does not complain about the weather, or express unease, or ask when it will end. He says little at all. Octavia follows his habits, tries to discern habits, but sees only that he is adrift, too. Searching without seeing. Some days he eats not at all, and others he is ravenous, and she gives him her rations and faces hardly any argument in return. He stays up late, tossing and turning and restless, throwing his weight against the cot with creaks and whines; the next day he sleeps, deeper than the dead sleep. Wakes from dreams clutching at his chest, as if his heart were pounding. Holds his hands up to the campfire at night, so close his palms should burn, watches them with flickers of firelight reflecting in his eyes. His mouth parted and awed. Stalks the perimeter, impossibly quiet, nearly invisible amid thick clouds of fog. Flickers of an outline of his solid, familiar body appear for a moment and then disappear again, as insubstantial now as puffs of smoke.

One day, he sits hunched over on the cot in their tent and flips through the pages of his sketchbook, eyes narrowed with fascination, as if he were viewing his own work for the first time. He runs his fingers over the lines of graphite, across the rough-cut paper-edges, traces the curves and angles of the Dropship, reproduced, or the image of Octavia's face.

She suggests, after a while, that he might want to sketch something again, but he throws the suggestion roughly away.

"What's gotten into you?" she snaps. But he looks up at her and through her and says nothing.

She exhales a sharp breath, feeling her nostrils flare. She could ask him just who he is, and what he did with her Lincoln, the man that she knows—she could ask him what happened to him out there, which is what she really means—but there's no point in wasting breath on such things. He'd never say. He never does.

Instead, she breaks his stare, and instead climbs up and slots herself behind him, in the narrow space between his back and the wall of the tent. There is no morning or noon or evening now, only cycles of darkness and gray, and now it is gray, and they are sitting without light in the persistent dampness and the shadow. She rests her hands gently on his shoulders first.

"Why don't you tell me a story?" And, when he does not push her away, "Like you used to. Stories about your clan or about the woods or about growing up—"

"Stories."

He says the word like a curse, and she pauses in her movements, her hands working to unknot the kinks along his shoulders, her fingers just about to gently graze against his neck. She cranes her own neck forward to try to look at him. He throws the sketchbook across the tent so that it hits the opposite wall and then falls to the ground, and she almost jerks herself forward to try to save it—but if damage was done, it's been done. She doesn't want to take her hands from him.

"You don't," he tries again, through gritted teeth, "understand—"

"Because you won't explain it to me!"

An ugly instinct tells her to push him away, but instead, she wraps her arms around his neck and clings to him, her chin digging into his shoulder, tries to wrap her whole self around him like this could secure him, not just to her, but to himself, to the earth, to life—give him tether and make him feel real. She's breathing hard as if from exertion. Harsh outtakes of breath hit against the shell of Lincoln's ear.

Slowly, he raises his hands and grabs at her arms, clinging to her, too.

She sinks into him, eyelids fluttering closed, and she does not so much kiss the side of his face as press her open mouth against his skin, cold and clammy skin to skin, and now that she is here, she takes to pressing kisses next to his ear, against his cheek, down along his jaw. She slides around him, and he pulls at her, until she settles on his lap. His arms circle around her tightly. They are scrambling for each other. She kisses him breathlessly. Something is rising, rising, and she is sinking beneath it. When she pulls back to look at his face, she sees a near-familiar spark across it, as if he has found something still-familiar to him too.

Slowly, still locking eyes with him, she pushes off his jacket, and then, despite the shiver in the air, she grabs the hem of his shirt and pulls it off him, too. Still he only looks at her. She passes her palms down his chest.

Stops, and frowns, at an unfamiliar rise, like a small ridge, across the skin.

When she glances down, she sees that her fingers have found an ugly, flared red gash just over his heart, like an unhealed scar, or a wound that has only barely stopped its bleeding. She reels back. "What—did—did you tell Clarke—"

His gaze still hasn't left her face, his eyes wide and unblinking. But in his answer, she feels a rush as if of held-breath released, of relief. "Why would I?" he asks. "There's nothing she can do.”

Her own lungs hitch. She pulls her hand away, only half an inch, and then on the exhales, presses her palm flat against the blazing red gash again. She feels nothing underneath it. No heartbeat, and only a mechanical, rote working of lungs.

Nothing she can do.

Nothing—because it's already over. It's done. Something has been taken, and, from out there beyond the fog, on the other side of the river, beneath the Mountain, something has been returned. Like Lincoln himself, she is powerless to understand what.

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

Marvel OC Masterlist 1

Name: Adelaide Stark

Title: Beyond The Archetype

Faceclaim:  Jenna Louise Coleman

Love interest: Sam Wilson

Summary: Adelaide Stark had always had a lot to live up to. Her dad always tried not to put a lot of pressure on her, but the rest of the world hadn’t been so kind.  So, Adi spent the first seventeen years of her life working and studying to follow in her family’s footsteps and work on military technology.  But when her father goes missing in her senior year of high school, her world falls apart.  And when he comes back, alive and a superhero, she has to rebuild herself and her dreams.  Now, not only Tony Stark’s daughter, but also Iron Man’s daughter, Adi realizes that maybe it’s time for her to stop following, and to do something for herself instead.

Name: Adonis Stark

Title: Stars Defied

Faceclaim: Colin Donnell

Love Interest: Orion Royce

Name: чудо | Adriana Stark

Title: Like The Sun (We Will Live To Rise)

Faceclaim:  Madison McLaughlin

Love interest: Peter Parker?

Name: Alana Stark

Title: Born To Die

Faceclaim: Madison Davenport

Name: Alena Zemo

Title: Untitled

Faceclaim: Poppy Drayton

Love Interest: Sam Wilson & Bucky Barnes

Name: Alessia Stark

Title: When Tomorrow Comes

Faceclaim: Melissa Benoist

Love Interest: Steve Rogers

Summary: “So this Doctor Banner was was trying to replicate the serum they used on me?”  “A lot of people were, only one succeeded.”  “Who?”  “Howard Stark.” -Steve Rogers and Phil Coulson

When Alessia Stark was sixteen, her dad used her to test out a new super serum.  He succeeded, and died a week later.  Aly Stark has never wanted to be a hero, despite the serum running through her veins.  She grew stronger, her aging slowed, she had even developed an inhuman healing factor, but she still didn’t want to be a hero.  Until her twin brother - now over a decade older than her - is kidnapped by terroists and returns a superhero.  Aly may not want to be a hero, but she’ll be damned if she leaves her brother to fight alone

Name: Alvina Strange

Title: Paradox

Faceclaim:  Alba Baptista

Name: Angelina Stark

Title: Cheap Tricks (And A Cheesy One-Liner)

Faceclaim: Phoebe Tonkin

Name: Angie Stark

Title: Turn Back Time

Faceclaim: Malina Weissman

Name: Antonia Stark-Parker

Title: The Final Countdown

Faceclaim: Olivia Holt

Summary: Years after the final battle against Thanos; after Tony and Natasha died and Steve stayed in the past, after Bruce became Professor Hulk and Clint retired again, their daughters are all grown up with children of their own. In their defence, they didn’t realize that their parents’ time fuckery and infinity stone usage would pass onto the newest generation, leaving them with six superpowered girls, each with the power of an Infinity Stone. And they certainly never expected the girls, the self proclaimed New Avengers, to decide to fix the mistakes that their grandparents made, starting back at the very beginning, with the Battle of Manhattan. And no, you can’t ask about their dad, thank you.

Name: Anya Barton

Title: What Happened In Budapest (Doesn’t Stay In Budapest)

Faceclaim:  Emma Stone

Love interest: Bucky Barnes

Summary:  What happened in Budapest?  Clint and Natasha took out an arms dealer, saved the world, had a baby, learned that the Red Room lied about sterilizing Natasha, and killed a few people.  Now all grown up, Anya Barton is the newest SHIELD recruit, and almost immediately, aliens invade and a god brainwashes her father; that’s a hell of a first day.  But Anya is the daughter of two of the greatest spies in the world, she’s not going down without a fight.  Not when aliens invade, not when SHIELD is revealed to be Hydra and she has to go off the grid, and definitely not when, in Budapest of all places, she meets a man with a metal arm who’s also trying to hide from whatever is left of Hydra.

Name: Aphrodite

Title: The Course of True Love (Never Did Run Smooth)

Faceclaim:  Vanessa Morgan

Love interest: Thor

Summary: Aphrodite could barely remember her home planet of Olympus, thanks to Odin destroying it when she was a child.  As the sole survivor of the Olympian gods, Odin decided that she was “useful” enough to keep, and brought her to Asgard.  Clearly he’d never considered the consequences of murdering her entire world and taking her hostage, as he somehow still expected her to be loyal to her.  Unfortunately for Odin, that plan was as stupid as the rest of his ideas; Aphrodite had never been loyal to him, her loyalty had always been to the next king of Asgard, and when he sends Thor to earth, he’ll learn just how far a goddess of love is willing to go to make sure he doesn’t cost her another family.

Name: Aria Parker

Title: The Art of Disappearing

Faceclaim:  Natalie Dormer

Love interest: Steve Rogers

Summary: Peter Parker was hardly the first enhanced Parker.  His aunt Aria had been born with the ability to control the elements.  At eighteen years of age, she dropped off the face of the earth, and no one, not even her cousins Ben and Richard, had any idea where she’d gone.  Most people thought she was dead, until ten years later when she helped Clint Barton find his dog in Central Park, and somehow befriending he and Natasha Romanov.  Even then, though, most of the world didn’t know who or where she was; not until Shield fell apart and Natasha found herself reaching out to the only person she trusted who had no affiliation with Shield or Hydra.

Name: Arielle Stark

Title: Piece By Piece

Faceclaim:  Nina Dobrev

Love Interest: Steve Rogers

Name: Aris Stark

Title: Forged In Iron

Faceclaim: Olivia Holt

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Summary: All Aris Stark wanted to do was train for the Olympics - gymnastics, specifically - and go on dates with Peter. Of course, being Iron Man’s daughter and Spiderman’s girlfriends complicated things, but Aris could handle complicated. Everything was perfect, until both her dad and boyfriend hopped on a ship to outer space while some crazy alien tried to destroy the universe. She waited in the compound, preparing all of the ways that she would yell at them for scaring her. And then she woke up, the compound on fire and crumbling around her, Tony and Peter nowhere to be found. And if that weren’t confusing enough, suddenly she was glowing.

Name: Asteria “Stargirl” Quill

Story: Made Of Stardust

Faceclaim:  Chloe Grace Moretz

Summary: If Peter Quill had known that some species didn’t have gestation periods, he might have been a lot more selective about who he slept with.  But, he hadn’t, and so, he wasn’t.  And so, he found himself with an infant daughter.  Half alien, all ravager, Asteria “Stargirl” Quill is all about profit and adventure, just like her dad.  But when a fight breaks out during a sale, and she and her dad get arrested with a green girl, a racoon, and a tree, everything is about to change.

Name: Athena Stark

Title: Iron Princess

Faceclaim: Zoey Deutch

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Summary: Athena Stark had a plan. She was going to be the valedictorian for her grade at Midtown High, then an undergrad in Poli Sci at Yale, then law school at Harvard, and then she would become president of the United States. She would change the laws in order to better protect superheroes like her father, and she would make him proud. But then her dad brings Spiderman to Berlin for a fight, and Peter Parker comes back talking about a Stark Internship that definitely doesn’t exist. Athena’s life plan never accounted for Superhero Liaison, let alone for becoming a superhero herself, but Starks are made of iron and Athena will make it work.

Name: Aurora Hansen Stark

Title: The Future In Silver and Gold

Faceclaim:  Bailee Madison

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Summary: “Please don’t tell me there’s a 12 year old kid waiting in the car that I’ve never met.“  Actually, she’s thirteen and at home, but with Killian having killed her mother, Aurora Stark is about to find out the truth about her mysterious father.  Unfortunately, as unprepared as Tony is for a daughter, Aurora is equally unprepared for a father, and getting used to each other will be harder than either of them could have ever anticipated.

Name: Octavia Ava Potts

Story: Golden Child (Grew Up)

Faceclaim: Danielle Rose Russell

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Summary: A lot had changed for Ava, since her father died.  She had moved in with her Aunt Pepper and Tony; aliens had invaded New York, they had moved to Malibu, she had gotten kidnapped, they — well, you get the picture.  A lot had changed for Ava over the years, but as she settled into her life at Midtown High, she thought that the craziest of changes were in her past.  And then the Avengers break up, and she discovers that one of her closest friends is hiding a secret not too different from her own.

Name: Bennett Parker-Maximoff

Title: The Final Countdown

Faceclaim: Danielle Campbell

Summary: Years after the final battle against Thanos; after Tony and Natasha died and Steve stayed in the past, after Bruce became Professor Hulk and Clint retired again, their daughters are all grown up with children of their own. In their defence, they didn’t realize that their parents’ time fuckery and infinity stone usage would pass onto the newest generation, leaving them with six superpowered girls, each with the power of an Infinity Stone. And they certainly never expected the girls, the self proclaimed New Avengers, to decide to fix the mistakes that their grandparents made, starting back at the very beginning, with the Battle of Manhattan. And no, you can’t ask about their dad, thank you.

Name: Betsy Walker

Title: Chasing Shadows

Faceclaim: Amanda Seyfried

Love Interest: Sam Wilson & Bucky Barnes

Name: Bianca Davis

Title: The American Dream

Faceclaim:  Kat McNamara

Love interest: Steve Rogers

Summary: Being 26, in Washington DC, and working at the Smithsonian Museum of Air and Space wasn’t exactly where Bianca ever imagined herself, but it’s a pretty fun gig, and a great stepping stone to becoming a Smithsonian Curator.  And she gets to work in the Captain America exhibit, which has always been a fascination of hers.  Twenty six and working a good job in her field of studies is more than most recent graduates can say, but her life is still completely mundane–until the day Steve Rogers walks into her exhibit for the first time.

Name: Brinley Brant

Title: Because I Could Not Stop For Death (He Kindly Stopped For Me)

Faceclaim:  Lili Reinhart

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Summary: There had been four Brant sisters, once.  Beatrice and Bridget, twins and completely inseparable; Betty, the oldest, brightest, best; and Brinley, the middle child, overlooked, and Betty’s biggest fan.  And then, the decimation.  Three sisters and their father waiting by the door for Betty to come home, to tell them she was alright and laugh about them worrying.  But she never did.  With a dead sister and a dying mother, it fell to Brinley to fill the gap.  Day by day she became more and more like her sister, no longer able to differentiate between her reflection and Betty’s pictures, until one day she woke up and realized that she was a whole year older than Betty would ever get to be.  And then the Avengers reversed the blip, and when the doorbell rang, Betty had finally come home.

Name: Brynhilde Parkerdottir

Title: The Final Countdown

Faceclaim: Jenny Boyd

Summary: Years after the final battle against Thanos; after Tony and Natasha died and Steve stayed in the past, after Bruce became Professor Hulk and Clint retired again, their daughters are all grown up with children of their own. In their defence, they didn’t realize that their parents’ time fuckery and infinity stone usage would pass onto the newest generation, leaving them with six superpowered girls, each with the power of an Infinity Stone. And they certainly never expected the girls, the self proclaimed New Avengers, to decide to fix the mistakes that their grandparents made, starting back at the very beginning, with the Battle of Manhattan. And no, you can’t ask about their dad, thank you.

Name: Brynn Bates

Title: Dust To Dust

Faceclaim: Erin Moriarty

Name: Calypso Lokidottir

Title: This Is Your Kingdom

Faceclaim:  Emilia Clarke

Love Interest: Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes

Summary: Calypso “Callie” Laurens had always known that she wasn’t normal, no one had ever tried to spare her from that truth. With her silver-white hair, her fondness for “renaissance fair” dresses, and her Shakespearean speech, it would have been impossible for her to not know that she was strange. What she didn’t know was that her name wasn’t Calypso Laurens, but rather Calypso Lokidottir, princess of Asgard and daughter of Loki. But, when a strange hammer shows up in her town, one that only she can lift, Calypso is about to learn everything that Odin never wanted her to know, including why she was cast away to Midgard in the first place.

Name: Constance Osborn

Title: Rise Above

Fandom: The Amazing Spider-Man

Faceclaim:  Lily Collins

Summary: At five years old, Constance Conwell lost her mother.  Suicide, she was told; her fault, the note said.  She never knew the details, but the men in the suits read her the note, made sure she knew just how much her mother had hated her — so much that she chose death over her daughter. It hadn’t made sense, her mother had always seemed so happy to spend time with her daughter, but the note said otherwise.  So Constance was packed up and moved to New York, where she met Norman Osborn — the cold man with empty eyes who was apparently her father — and Harry Osborn — with his warm hugs and soft eyes and endless excitement to have a little sister.  Harry, with his best friend Peter; Peter who had also just lost his parents, and Harry, who always knew when she needed to be distracted and when she just needed someone to sit with her.  At five years old, Constance Conwell lost her mother, and Constance Osborn found her brother.

At eleven years old, Constance Osborn lost her best friend.  Boarding school, her father had explained, packing Constance and Harry into the private jet and sending them to Europe. But they both knew the truth; Norman just didn’t want them.  So they went — first to England, then France, then Switzerland, and so on so forth as various disciplinary infractions kept them shuffling between schools.  With no Peter Parker, with no best friend to keep them in line, the Osborns fell apart faster than the tabloids could keep up with.  At eleven years old, Constance Osborn lost her best friend.  She never found another.

At sixteen years old, Constance Osborn loses herself.  Only a few months out from graduation, her dad asks to see her — the first time he’s asked to see her since she moved in — and she flies back to New York for a couple of weeks.  But whatever cautious optimism she’d harboured for a touching family reunion was crushed almost as soon as she saw what she’d come home to.  A city on the verge of destruction, a father who was losing what little was left of his sanity, a world of heroes and villains that left no one unscarred.  At sixteen years old, Constance Osborn loses herself.  She’s not sure who she found.

Name: Cora Royce

Title: Stars Defied

Faceclaim: Willa Holland

Love Interest: Sam Wilson; eventual poly Sam x Bucky in TFATWS

Summary: In 2011, Cora Royce’s parents went to New Mexico for a week’s holiday; some aliens invaded, and they never made it home.  In 2012, the same aliens invade, and Cora almost loses her brother.  When Orion insists on taking her to work with him “for her safety”, Cora expects a boring day at the main office of the family company, she doesn’t expect to find out that her brother has a second life as a spy-archer-assassin for a top secret government agency founded by Cora’s personal hero, Peggy Carter herself.  She also doesn’t expect to find out that her parents were part of the agency themselves, and that their holiday in New Mexico was part of a mission to stop the very alien-god who killed them.  And she definitely didn’t expect to find herself on an invisible flying battleship with her pseudo-uncle Tony Stark — sorry, Iron Man — and an apparently not-dead Captain America.  

Cora is under strict orders from Orion to stay in the lab where Tony can protect her, but when everything goes to shit, Cora can’t just stay on the sidelines.  She may not be a superhero, but she’s Royce, and there is nothing that could stop her from protecting the last of her family.

Name: Cordelia

Title: I Was In The Darkness (So Darkness I Became)

Face claim:  Alycia Debnam-Carey

Name: Courtney Lang

Title: The Cost Of Legacy

Faceclaim: Willa Fitzgerald

Summary:  Courtney Lang loved her dad, she really did. Sure, he did some illegal business and was in jail for a while, but hey, nobody’s perfect.  But when he got back from jail, everything changed.  He was keeping secrets, avoiding her, lying to her, but it all made sense when she learned that he was actually a superhero.  But then he went rogue, got put under house arrest, and broke said house arrest with less than a day until his time was up.  Still, she could handle all of that, until half of all living things disappeared, and her father along with them.

Name: Danni Stark

Title: Fated

Faceclaim:  Lily Collins

Love Interest: Steve Rogers, possibly poly Stucky

Summary: 1942.  The United States Of America has finally joined the war.  Danielle Stark becomes a war correspondent and, with some help from her older brother, becomes the official liaison to the Howling Commandos.  As the history books will tell, Danni and Peggy Carter were as inseparable behind the scenes as Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes were on the battlefield.  And as the history books won’t tell, Danni Stark fell in love on the front lines, with both Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes.  And then, Bucky fell from a train and Steve crashed his plane, and Danni found herself alone.

1945.  The war is over.  Everyone goes home.  Unsure of what to do with herself, Danni ends up in New York, helping Peggy and Howard to found SHIELD.  For several years, Danni juggles her work as a reporter with her secret life as a SHIELD agent, until Howard finds something in the arctic.  With the new powers of the tesseract at his fingertips, Howard finally decides to try a new version of Project Rebirth, and Danni is the first to offer herself as a volunteer.  But as soon as he sees the powers that the cube gave his sister, Howard files the project away, destroying all evidence that it had ever happened, and Danni keeps her newly developed powers a secret from everyone except for Howard, Peggy, and Edwin Jarvis.

2012.  A new war brews on the horizon.  Danni has been off the grid for decades — after all, she’s hardly eager to explain why she still looks twenty-five rather than ninety-five.  As far as most of the world knows, she died shortly after her brother; quietly and peacefully, a very private affair.  The only person who still knows she’s alive is her nephew, Tony Stark, with whom she is in regular contact.  But even Tony has never tried to convince her to come out of the shadows — not until he shakes her entire world with a single line on a voicemail; “Steve is alive, he’s at SHIELD.”  And Danni Stark knows that it’s time to return to the world she’d long since left behind.

Name: Diana Moore

Title: The Long Game

Faceclaim:  Hailee Steinfeld

Love interest: Peter Parker

Summary: You would have to be an idiot to not realize that Peter Parker is Spiderman.  Well, Diana might go to a school for geniuses, but clearly they’re all idiots because no one else seems to have figured it out. Well, that’s fine, that makes it easier to keep the whole Secret Identity Thing a secret.  And if there’s one thing that Diana Moore is good at, it’s keeping a secret - or it was, until she and the rest of her Acadec team nearly die in DC.  Now it’s personal, and whether he likes it or not, Diana is going to do whatever it takes to help Peter Parker save the world.

Name: Dominique Barton

Title: Life Goes On

Faceclaim: Emily Rudd

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Name: Dorothy Madison

Title: Somewhere Over The Rainbow

Faceclaim:  Keira Knightley

Love Interest: Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes

Summary: Dorothy Madison, Bucky Barnes, and Steve Rogers had been inseparable for most of their lives. Four years her senior, the boys had already been best friends for years before they met the small girl on her first day of kindergarten and immediately got into a fight with her first bully. From then on it was much of the same; Steve getting into fights, Bucky either joining him or pulling him out, and Dorothy keeping them out of trouble.

The years passed quickly, and she found herself falling in love with both of her best friends. But before she figured out what to do about that, the war made its way to their door. Bucky got drafted and, during their last night together, Steve got himself enlisted.

Well, no way was Dorothy letting her boys go to war without her. She quickly found a place for herself within the Office of Strategic Services, and soon found herself put in charge of the Howling Commandos. Finally, everything was right again; Steve was rushing head first into danger with Bucky as his right hand, and Dorothy struggling to keep her boys alive.

Name: Eir Odinsdottir

Title: See No Evil

Faceclaim: Maisie Williams

Summary: Once, Eir Odinsdottir had been the princess of Asgard; Odin’s youngest child, and only daughter, and beloved by her brothers and their kingdom.  But Eir was also a seer.  She could see things that had happened, things that were happening, and things that had not yet happened.  And one day, she saw the truth about her family: the older sister long since cast away, the secret behind her brother’s parentage, and the dark and bloody truth behind her father’s reign.  And so, Odin exiled her.  Eir spent years travelling the nine realms, longing for home, before finally seeing her brothers on Midgard, so to Midgard she goes.

Name: Elena Barnes

Title: Balancing The Score

Faceclaim:  Kaya Scodelario

Summary:  Imagine a weapon who has all the skills of the Asset, but without the memories.  No need to wipe and start over, no questions, only loyalty to Hydra. Enter Elena Barnes.  Bred by Hydra to serve that purpose, they truly believed that they had created the perfect weapon.  But, compliant as she seemed, Elena watched the torture that her father suffered, and anger lived within her veins.  After the Battle of Manhattan, she finds herself out in the world with instructions to bring back Loki’s staff, but instead, she disappears.  Goes off the grid and dedicates herself to learning the truth about herself and her father, until one day she’s at a museum and meets the one person who can truly answer all of her questions.

Name: Elia Patel

Title: Eclipsed Sun

Faceclaim:  Summer Bishil

Love Interest: Tony Stark

Name: Elizabeth Banner-Parker

Title: The Final Countdown

Faceclaim: Natalia Dyer

Summary: Years after the final battle against Thanos; after Tony and Natasha died and Steve stayed in the past, after Bruce became Professor Hulk and Clint retired again, their daughters are all grown up with children of their own. In their defence, they didn’t realize that their parents’ time fuckery and infinity stone usage would pass onto the newest generation, leaving them with six superpowered girls, each with the power of an Infinity Stone. And they certainly never expected the girls, the self proclaimed New Avengers, to decide to fix the mistakes that their grandparents made, starting back at the very beginning, with the Battle of Manhattan. And no, you can’t ask about their dad, thank you.

Name: Elizabeth Barton

Title: Walking The Tightrope

Faceclaim: Emma Watson

Love Interest: Tony Stark

Summary: Elizabeth Barton has been working for SHIELD since she was sixteen; since she and her big brother had been recruited out of the circus.  No mission ever phased the ex tightrope walker, nothing ever compared to the thrill and danger of walking on a wire, over 20 feet in the air.  Even her elite task force with Clint and Natasha - Silver Swan, Hawkeye, and Black Widow - paled in comparison.  But then Tony Stark becomes Iron Man, Liz is assigned to get to know the man behind the mask, and suddenly she feels like she’s sixteen and walking the tightrope again.

Name:  Eleanor “Ellie” Coulson

Title: Reinvention

Faceclaim:  Sabrina Carpenter

Love interest: Peter Parker

Summary: There are some facts in life that are simply unavoidable. “If your father is one of SHIELD’s top agents, and your mother is out of the picture, you will be raised as a SHIELD agent from before you can walk” is one of them.  Eleanor Coulson has spent her entire life as an agent in training, and she happens to be very good at it.  But when SHIELD is revealed to be Hydra, and her dad is charged with rebuilding the entire organization, Ellie is faced with her most challenging mission yet. High school.

Name: Elsie Carter

Title: Travelling Soldier

Faceclaim: Daisy Ridley

Love Interest: Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes

Summary: Even before her sister joined the army, Eloise Carter knew that she was always going to be second best.  Still, that wasn’t going to stop her from helping in the war herself - so Elsie became a nurse.  She loved her job, despite the heartbreak that came with every life she failed to save, but she couldn’t have been less thrilled to suddenly find herself assigned to her sister’s troops.  At least until she was put in charge of the recently rescued James Barnes.  She soon learned that James was never without Steve Rogers, Captain America himself, and suddenly her transfer seemed a little less awful.  But they were soldiers, and Elsie couldn’t do anything more than wait for them to return from every fight, praying each time that they would make it back.

Name: Erna Bragidottir

Title: Speak No Evil

Faceclaim:  Gal Gadot

Love interest: Thor & Steve Rogers

Summary: When Hela massacred the Valkyrie, only two survived; Brunhilde and Erna. But Odin wasn't going to risk anyone learning the truth about his bloody history, and was quick to exile them both.  One minute, Erna was trying to say goodbye to her best friend, her sister, and the next she was waking up on Midgard, surrounded by a group who called themselves the Howling Commandos, apparently in the middle of the planet's biggest war.  The Valkyrie may have been slaughtered, and she may have been exiled from Asgard, but Erna is, and will always be, a Valkyrie and she is going to fight for her new home.

Name: Evelyn Rogers

Title: Long Story Short

Faceclaim:  Katie Cassidy

Love Interest: Bruce Banner

Summary: Having lost her father to the Great War, her mother to tuberculosis, and her boyfriend to the draft, Evelyn Rogers was not going to lose her brother too.  So when he signs up for something called the Erskine Program, she refuses to sit back and wait for him to come home.  When Steve becomes the world’s first superhero, the new poster boy for war relief efforts, Evelyn’s name is at the top of the list for his chorus girls, and she follows him all the way to the war.  And when they find out that Bucky as his battalion have been captured, she follows him all the way to the front line — and into Johann Schmidt’s grasp.  She doesn’t follow him back.

When Steve Rogers forms the Howling Commandos, he has one mission in mind.  Wipe HYDRA off the board, and bring Evelyn home.  When he finally finds her, on a train with Armin Zola, she has no memory of anything since reaching the HYDRA base. Still recovering from her time with HYDRA, and from losing her first love, Evelyn is unable to follow Steve into his final confrontation with Schmidt.  And Steve goes into the ice.

Evelyn returns to New York with Howard Stark and Peggy Carter, with a hole in her heart and no bodies to lay to rest.  Desperate to find some sort of peace, she throws herself into searching for the bodies of the only two Howling Commandos not to make it home.  After months of searching, Evelyn finds a lead on Bucky, and is never seen again.

Until, 70 years later, she shows up on Nick Fury’s doorstep.  No older than the day she disappeared, with no memory of anything after her brother’s plane hit the ice, Evelyn Rogers follows her brother into a new century.

Name: Ezra Barton

Title: Vortex

Faceclaim:  Jennifer Lawrence

Name: Francine Barton-Parker

Title: The Final Countdown

Faceclaim: Emily Rudd

Summary: Years after the final battle against Thanos; after Tony and Natasha died and Steve stayed in the past, after Bruce became Professor Hulk and Clint retired again, their daughters are all grown up with children of their own. In their defence, they didn’t realize that their parents’ time fuckery and infinity stone usage would pass onto the newest generation, leaving them with six superpowered girls, each with the power of an Infinity Stone. And they certainly never expected the girls, the self proclaimed New Avengers, to decide to fix the mistakes that their grandparents made, starting back at the very beginning, with the Battle of Manhattan. And no, you can’t ask about their dad, thank you.

Name: Freya Thordottir

Title: Like Catching Lightning

Faceclaim: Jenny Boyd

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Name: Grace Osborn

Title: Bound In Secrets

Faceclaim: Camila Mendes

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Summary: Once upon a time, Grace Osborn had it all.  She was the prized princess of the Osborn family, she had a wonderful older brother, and she was her parents’ pride and joy.  And then Norman Osborn found out that her mother had been lying for thirteen years and Grace wasn’t his daughter, only a lie to force him into marriage.  In order to keep the scandal quiet, Norman quickly sent Grace away to boarding school in England; out of sight, out of mind.  That was three years ago.  Now, Norman is dead and Harry is in charge, and he has only one priority.  Bring his baby sister home.

Name: Grayson Frost

Title: Fear No Evil

Faceclaim: Dylan Sprayberry

Love Interest: Kassandra Maximoff

Name: Ilya Romanova

Title: Fatale

Faceclaim:  Holland Roden

Love Interest: Bucky Barnes

Summary: Once, the Red Room had trained dozens of girls, with the Romanova sisters as their greatest success.  Natalia, the Black Widow, was a prodigy in everything she did, and her sister Ilya was close behind.  But when Natalia defected, Ilya was quick to rise up and fill the hole her sister left.  She left a bloodstained legacy unlike any other, earning the title of Red Widow and thriving under солдат’s personal training.  So when Hydra sought her gifts, looking to raise her up from student to mission partner, they complied, and the Widow became the Banshee.  

сирена met every one of their expectations with ease, and it was no question that she would be their first miracle; developing powers to match her name.  For decades, солдат and сирена worked as a perfect unit, carrying out Hydra’s vision on a global scale.  But when the assassination of Nick Fury goes awry, the partners find themselves face to face with ghosts of pasts they don’t remember, and everything Hydra has built threatens to fall apart.

Name: Irina Drakov

Title: Shadow

Faceclaim:  Mila Kunis

Name: Jameson Barrett | марионетка

Title: Til The End Of The Line

Faceclaim: Dove Cameron

Love Interest: Stefania Raine

Summary: Under the scars, white hair, and leather ensemble, Stefania Raine recognized Jameson Barrett — the very best friend she thought to have seen die two years prior, when aliens invaded New York. But for the other girl, Jameson Barrett was buried deeper; she only ever remembered being марионетка, The Puppet, and being sent there with The Soldier to end Nicholas Fury’s life.

In the middle of the chaos, Stefania lost sight of her best friend, but refused to let the girl go again — even if that meant teaming up with a recently un-brainwashed soldier to find her.

With a faulting memory and unbalanced emotions, Jameson knew that accepting that she used to have a name wasn’t enough of a step to becoming a functional person. So, when she runs into the man from the bridge, from the helicarriers — the man who refused to fight — and he asks for her help in finding her ex-partner and the closest thing she had to a friend, she doesn’t say no.

Name: Jamie Carter-Rogers

Title: Out Of Time

Faceclaim: Margot Robbie

Love Interest: Sam Wilson & Bucky Barnes

Summary: Everybody knows that everybody dies, and nobody knows it like Jamie Rogers.  She was raised on war stories, stories about her long dead namesake, and her dad’s stories of another world.  A world of aliens and superheroes, of pain and hope, stories of how half of its universe died, and of the ones who gave everything to avenge it.  But when Jamie touches the strange crack on her wall and finds herself in New York City, in an alien invasion, in 2012, she realizes that her dad’s other world is not only real, but is the world he comes from, and every single story she heard was true.  Everybody knows that everybody dies.  But not every day.  So, trapped in a world where she was never born, with no way to go home, and knowing exactly what the universe has in store for earth’s mightiest heroes, Jamie makes a promise to herself.  Just this once, everybody lives.

Name: Jason Grant

Title: When Tomorrow Comes

Faceclaim: Tyler Hoechlin

Name: Jordan Jameson

Title: Unwritten

Faceclaim: Margaret Qualley

Name: Justine “JB” Barnes

Title: Lost

Faceclaim:  Kathryn Newton

Name: Kara Helasdottir

Title: The Memories Are Gone (The Aftershocks Live On)

Faceclaim: Emma Dumont

Name: Kassandra Maximoff

Title: Fear No Evil

Faceclaim: Danielle Rose Russell

Love Interest: Grayson Frost

Summary: Kassandra Maximoff was no stranger to fear; she’d been afraid ever since her parents were killed by a Stark bomb, since she spent those days hiding with her siblings, wondering if any moment might be her last, waiting for Tony Stark to kill her too. So when Strucker offered she and her siblings the opportunity to be strong, to protect their country, to not be afraid, they took it. By the time they found out he was HYDRA, it was too late to escape. The siblings spent months being tortured, knowing exactly what would come if they defected. Kassandra had long since accepted her fate, had long since given up hope. And then the Avengers break into their facility.

Name: Katarina Amelia Aliano

Title: Skyscraper

AO3 | FFNET | WATTPAD

Faceclaim:  Sophie Turner & Summer Fontana

Love Interest: Harley Keener; possible Harley & Peter

Summary: Child genius turned orphan, Katarina was counting on her own hacking skills to keep her under the radar.  And they do, until she gets caught hacking into Stark industries, looking for answers regarding the aliens that killed her parents in New York, and suddenly she’s not just on a radar, she’s on Tony Stark’s radar.  When he decides to take her in, no one expects it to go well, but she soon makes a place for herself on the team and in their hearts.  She’s not a superhero, far from it, but she’s a hero in her own right, and nothing comes between Katarina and her family; not her biological family, and definitely not the weird group of misfits and gods that she calls her own.

Name: Kathleen Swanson

Title: Ghost Of You

Faceclaim: Claire Holt

Name: Katie Dean

Title: Renegades

Fandom: Runaways

Faceclaim: Meg Donnelly

Love Interest: Chase Stein

Summary: Katrina Dean was, all things considered, relatively happy with her life.  She had her church, cheerleading, choir, and her sister, what more could she want?  Or so she thought, at least, until Karolina’s friends discovered the truth about PRIDE, and Karolina discovered the truth about their bracelets.  And as much as Katie would love to pretend that nothing had changed, as much as she would love to keep living her perfect life, she knows that’s not an option anymore.  And so Katie and Karolina run away.

Name: Kennedy Keener

Title: True North

Faceclaim: Sophia Lillis & Abbey Cowen

Name: Lara Rogers | призрак

Title: Death Defied

Faceclaim:  Lyndsy Fonseca

Love interest: Bucky Barnes

Summary: No one told Steve that his DNA was going to be used to breed a new super soldier - or that it was going to fail.  No one told him that a civilian, Angie Martinelli, was going to give birth to his son, Caleb Rogers, or that Caleb wouldn’t be a super soldier.  No one told him that Caleb was going to have a daughter, Lara, and absolutely no one told him that on her fifth birthday, his granddaughter was going to be kidnapped by Hydra, turned into a super soldier, frozen over and over again, tortured and brainwashed endlessly, and eventually get partnered with the Winter Soldier.  But suddenly he’s in the future, suddenly he’s fought aliens, and suddenly солдат and призрак - the Soldier and the Ghost, Bucky and Lara - are attacking Nick Fury in the middle of DC. Suddenly Steve is on the run with Natasha, suddenly they’re in a Hydra facility underneath a bunker, and suddenly the computerized ghost of Arnim Zola is telling them everything.  And while it feels sudden to Steve, Project Insight and its enforcers have been seventy years in the making, and no matter how much he wants to cling to the last remains of his family, they might be beyond saving.

Name: Lavinia

Title: Untitled

Faceclaim: Lindsey Morgan

Love Interest: Peter Quill

Name: Lillian Rogers

Title: To The End Of The World

Faceclaim: Ali Liebert (in Bomb Girls)

Love Interest: Bucky Barnes

Summary: Lili Rogers would do anything for her brother.  Lie and steal to get his medication, agree not to flirt with his best friend despite her eternal crush, even fake her way into the US army.  Of course, it didn’t take long before someone figured out that Liam Rogers was actually Lillian Rogers; but thankfully she was found out by Peggy Carter, who quickly hired her as her secretary and liason to the Howling Commandos.  Lili honestly couldn’t have cared less, until she found out that the elite force was led by none other than her brother - who had somehow doubled in size - with the love of her life as his right hand man.

Name: Lisbeth Dugan

Title: Spider Web

Faceclaim:  Madelaine Petsch

Name: Lorraine Gillespie

Title: Dying Day

Faceclaim:  Tuppence Middleton

Name: Lucy Pierce

Title: Heaven Or Hell

Faceclaim: Vanessa Kirby

Love Interest: Bucky Barnes & Steve Rogers

Summary: Bought from the Red Room by Hydra, Lukeriya Turgenev found herself becoming Lucy Pierce when she was forced to marry the head of Hydra, Alexander Pierce himself.  A tortured doll reprogrammed to be a perfect weapon and model wife, freedom had always been a foreign concept to Lucy.  At least it was, until a failed assassination put she and Yasha – James – The Soldier – face to face with Captain America and Lucy’s former sister and rival, Natasha Romanov.

Name: Lydia Cabot-Stark

Title: Right Down The Line (It’s Been You And Me)

Faceclaim: Blake Lively

Love Interest: Tony Stark

Name: Marina Kovol

Title: Clockwork

Faceclaim:  Emily Bett Rickards

Name: Mia Pierce

Title: (I’ve Got) No Strings On Me

Faceclaim:  Troian Bellisario

Love interest: Pietro Maximoff

Summary:  Mia Pierce has been raised as a Hydra pawn since the day she was born. Her father, Alexander Pierce, believed that she was the future of Hydra, someone that they could teach to worship the organization without brainwashing, that could be raised as a public figure and eventually positioned in whichever political office they needed her in.  But Mia was too curious for her own good, asked too many questions, and tried to tell too many secrets, and so she was punished, and forced to comply. But after her father died, and Winter escaped, the Avengers broke into her latest facility, and suddenly Mia is free for the first time in her life.

Name: Millie Quill

Title: Untitled

Faceclaim: Eliza Taylor

[topazy]

Silent bloom

Pairing: Finn Collins/reader

Warnings: Blood, death

Chapter: 1.03

You blinked. Seeing the light stream into the tent made you groan a little. However, it wasn’t the fact that the sun was now shining, and you knew it was time to get to work that made you groan. You were comfortable and didn’t want to move. The arm around your waist suddenly got tighter, as you leaned back into the embrace, closing your eyes again.

You could practically feel Murphy smirking as he pulled you closer to him. "Planning on sneaking out?"

You turned in his arms. "Who, me? Never."

Murphy’s eyes widened. "Did you have fun last night?"

You grinned. Sitting up quickly, you straddled his hips. "Well, I might have..."

Murphy leaned up and kissed you, running his hands up and down your arms. You smiled into the kiss. A warm feeling spread through you as you felt Murphy smiling as well. "As I was saying before being interrupted." You jumped off of him and slipped on your jacket. "We have got lots of work to do, John."

Murphy pouted. "Sure, let’s pretend you were going to say that, angel eyes."

"Don’t call me that!" You yelled as you walked out of the tent.

You sauntered into camp feeling surprisingly energetic. That was the first time you slept right through without having a night terror.

Noticing the fire was getting low, you placed firewood on it before spotting a head of dark hair walking towards you. "Everything okay?"

Octavia gave you a sly smile. "Oh, I’m okay. The real question is, are you okay? I saw you disappearing into Murphy’s tent."

"Ha ha, hilarious."

"So, what were you doing last night, hm? Braiding each other’s hair, and trading secrets?" She asked, trying not to laugh.

"Don’t be jealous, I’m saving the sleepover special just for you." You tilted your head. You didn’t know Octavia well, but you liked, something between the two of you just clicked. Also, it would be nice to have a friend that wasn’t male. "Nah, nothing apart from a few kisses and cuddling happened between me and Murphy."

"You would make such an attractive couple," she teased.

"What?"

Octavia smiled. "It’s just an innocent observation, and he is kinda hot."

You raised your eyebrows "Yeah, he is good-looking. But, so is Atom." You watched as Octavia’s cheeks reddened. "Oh, my god" you said in a whisper, "you like him."

Both of you stopped smiling when you heard Jasper yelling in pain. Guilt washed through you instantly. How could you stand laughing while your friend was suffering? "We should go check on him."

—

"Is it true?" The sight of Finn storming toward you, took you by surprise. What the hell did he want? "Well, is it?" He demanded.

You shrugged, "I don’t know what you’re talking about." His dark brown eyes bore into yours. You had never seen Finn look so angry before, and it didn’t sit right with you. "I’m a little busy here, Finn, so if you don’t mind." Since last checking in on Jasper you had been practicing your aim by throwing knives at a tree.

"Please tell me you didn’t spend the night with Murphy." Finn took your silence as a yes. "You are so much better than that Daze, why would you do that? Don’t you have any self-respect?"

Self-respect? Was he fucking kidding? You cleared your throat before stepping closer to him. "At least Murphy is flying solo."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Clarke asked from behind him.

"Nothing..it means nothing." You said before going back to throwing and ignoring Finn. Feeling eyes on you looked over your shoulder to see Bellamy staring at you. Great, a free show.

"Y/N right?" Bellamy asked as he made his way over to you.

"Yeah", you answered without taking your eyes off the target in front of you. "But I go by Daze or Daisy."

"Useful to know. You have a good aim, any interest in killing?" He asked nonchalantly.

"I’m not leaving the camp until Jasper is better" you replied, "maybe next time."

"Do you hear that?" Bellamy asked as Jasper's screams of pain filled the camp. "He’s dying, don’t get your hopes up."

You scoffed, "enjoy the hunting trip."

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"Daisy! Octavia! He’s coming! And he’s gone crazy!" Monty shouted frantically.

You and Octavia both stood as Monty climbed up the ladders.

"Who’s coming?" You asked, confused.

"Murphy! He’s coming to kill Jasper!"

No, this wasn’t happening. A few seconds later Murphy started climbing up the ladder, shouting threats at you all. Without a second thought you kicked him back down, before slamming the hatch down. Octavia followed your lead and grabbed a pipe and jammed it into the hatch to stop Murphy from opening it.

Your body was on fire from adrenaline. While trying to process what just happened, Monty patted you on the shoulder. "That was badass scarface, I can’t believe you just kicked him down like that."

You glanced up at him, surprised by his comment. "Why not? I liked Murphy, but I love Jasper. I’d kick anyone off a ladder for you idiots." You let out a deep breath before looking back at your sick friend. "So what now?"

Octavia sat down next to you, "you can tell me why those two you call scarface."

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The atmosphere in the camp had turned sour. When Bellamy and his group returned from their hunting trip, it was obvious something dreadful had happened, you just didn’t realize how bad. Atom had died, his body burned by acid fog.

The only positive was Jasper had woken up, Clarke had saved him. You teared up when Jasper finally spoke.

‘Was that a dream or did I get speared?’

Regardless of how happy you were, you had to leave. Jasper almost dying, the news of another threat, Murphy showing his true colors, and being so close to Finn was too much for you to handle at once. While Octavia, Monty, Finn, and Clarke celebrated Jasper's life, you noticed Wells' absence. You felt sorry for him; he was so hated because of who his father was, and it wasn’t his fault. You went looking for him.

"Hey, are you okay?"

You turned to see Bellamy leaning against the wall. He seemed to be outside cleaning his head as well. "I just needed a moment...I’m sorry about Atom."

Bellamy dug his heel into the dirt while staring at the ground. "I don’t think Octavia is feeling sorry for me."

"She’ll come around, she’s just upset. Give her time." You offered Bellamy a weak smile.

"I’m glad you never came hunting with us" he confessed, "like I said you’re a good aim. It would have been a shame to lose someone with such skill."

You fought the urge to grin at his comment. "Yeah, yeah. Goodnight Bellamy."

Continuing to look for Wells in the camp turned out to be a lot harder than you first thought. He seemed to have been banished. You froze on the spot hearing a strange noise. It was a mixture between humming and a gurgling sound.

"Wells?" You asked quietly, stepping outside the gate. "You out here?"

The sudden movement practically made you jump. "God Charlotte you almost gave me a heart attack. What’s- Charlotte what happened?" You asked noticing the blood on her hands, "are you hurt?"

The young girl shook her head and mumbled under her breath. "I had to do it."

"Had to do what? I don’t understand, what have you done?" Charlotte moved to the side to reveal Wells. "No, no." You sobbed, rushing to his body. You tried to wake him, but it was no use, he was gone. Wells was dead, and Charlotte killed him.

"Charlotte, why did you do this?!" You demanded as tears ran down your cheeks.

"I’m sorry, please don’t tell anyone."

Shaking your head, you backed away, "I can’t hide this. I can’t lie about this, what you’ve done is so wrong." As you spun to run back into camp you tripped and landed on your stomach. "Fuck!" You hissed through gritted teeth. You rolled over onto your back to see a sharp object sticking out of your stomach.

"I’m sorry" Charlotte cried before running away.

"Wait!" You yelled weakly as everything went dark, "please…come back.”

Season one

[pretend-writer]

Down Below (Chapter 71)

Summary: After being sent down on Earth with the other prisoners from the Ark, Y/N Reyes faces series of events and learns about survival. With new things happening around her, she is now starting a new chapter in her life.

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x reader, John Murphy x reader, Raven Reyes x sister!reader

Word Count: 3.1k words

Warning: swearing, injuries

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It had been 6 years since we've been back on the ship; at least that was how it felt like. The Red Sun, the journey through the forest, it took so long and my body was so exhausted. It was a relief that I was finally back to our temporary home.

We got back "home", not expecting anything that we saw. Everyone was out of cryo, other than McCreary's men. They've kept all criminals in cryo except for one.

'What the hell is going on?' Bellamy said, curious as we all walked into the crowd of people that were in the cafeteria.

As we squeezed in between everyone, there was Octavia, groaning while she laid on the ground with blood all over her body.

'Trying to help your sister but she's stubborn.' Diyoza took her hand out for Octavia to grab. She instead ignored her, trying to get up on her own. 'See? Stubborn.'

'Why are you out of your pod?' Bellamy asked.

'You're asking me? Someone took me out, why else would I be out here.'

Raven came through the crowd, 'I got her out. Octavia got jumped by Wonkru and she was fighting them back. I didn't know what to do so I got Diyoza to help me.'

'Well, you could go back because we cannot have you running around the ship.'

'I stopped the fight didn't I? Octavia could've died, Bellamy. People are upset about Blodreina and showed no mercy. I helped her.'

'Now you can help us by leaving. We're trying to find a new home at Sanctum with these people down on the ground and they can't know we have criminals with us.'

My brows furrowed, confused how we never really talked about what we were doing next. 'Uhm. Did we even agree to stay there with those people?'

Sure, they helped Murphy but we don't know what they were capable of nor did we know who these people were. I was all for building our community again but not with strangers we knew nothing about.

'Yeah they seem a bit... odd.' Shaw added. 'I mean they were too perfect. Their fancy clothes, their mannerism, I don't know I just don't fully trust them.'

'You're the one talking.' Bellamy mumbled, rolling his eyes.

'And you're innocent in all of this Bellamy Blake?' Diyoza walked towards him, 'We are all criminals here, one way or another. We killed to survive, sacrificed our loved ones, killed some to avoid the deaths of many. If not, we witnessed every murder and haven't spoken up about it. We are all guilty of something.'

Bellamy chuckled, 'Whether you have convinced others or not you're never going to change my mind. You're leaving either way.'

'I'm pregnant. How am I supposed to survive in the woods with nothing?' No one had ever mentioned that Diyoza was pregnant, it could've been obvious the way her belly was out but I was too busy to stare at her child. Not to mention we were fighting for our lives back on Earth. 

'Is that really necessary Bellamy?' Raven spoke up. 'We don't have to get rid of anybody.'

'We have a chance to live in a decent environment, with a supporting community with food and water. How are we supposed to pass that up?'

Diyoza shook her head, 'You know what. Do as you please, I don't want to be a part of this mess anyways.'

Watching her walk away, I stood in front of Bellamy. 'You're okay with letting her go? Letting her live off in a woods where we don't even know what happens down there.'

'She can deal.'

I shook my head, glaring at him as I wondered what in the world made him this way. 'Who even are you?'

After glaring at Bellamy I started to chase after Diyoza and ran through the hallway. 'Diyoza, wait. Don't go.'

She kept on walking, eventually ended up at by the door where the exit was. 'Your boyfriend doesn't want me here. I don't want to be somewhere I'm not wanted.'

'He's not my boyfriend.'

'Trouble in paradise huh?'

I bit my lip, 'He's beside the point. But some of us want you here, at least I do. Heck, we need you here. There's these people down there and we can't figure them out. It’s just something about them that feels odd. Then there's this Red Sun and-'

'The Red Sun?'

'This thing on the ground that messes with your head and-' I figured that after they dropped us off, they went back up for safety. Which made sense why they weren't affected by The Red Sun. ‘It’s just a mess okay?’ 

'Hm sounds like I can't help you with that one. Sorry but I’m not a brain surgeon.'

'Okay, fine but you're smart, reliable and capable of everything. Just stay. Please.'

Diyoza paused, staring at me in silence for a while before she spoke up again. 'Why do you want me here so bad? After all I've done.'

'Honestly, I don't know.' I paused for a second, thinking about why exactly was I defending the woman that wanted to destroy our clan. 'If you wanted to kill Wonkru, you would've done it but you didn't. Meanwhile when McCreary stepped into your shoes, we lost so many of us. I feel like you're not completely a bad person.'

'You're a weird one huh.' Diyoza laughed, 'I was one of the most wanted mass murderer in the world and you said I'm not a bad person.'

'People change and I think you have. I just wished that people would see that part of you instead of letting you go because of your past.'

Diyoza nodded, 'You have a good heart. You know that? No wonder why that boy is in love with you.'

'Well, that boy screwed everything up. I've tried, all these years with him and nothing has been working between us.'

'You know, when we had Clarke hostage back when we first landed on Earth, the first thing Bellamy had asked was to dig up that bloody underground of yours to come save you. He wouldn't let us do anything else. Said that you were in critical condition when the doctors found you outside six years ago during the radiation, worried that you didn't make it from getting exposed.'

My eyes widened, shocked to hear these information from her. 'Ah, I didn't know that.'

'He really wouldn't shut up about you. Said that he couldn't live with out you and that you made him a better person. He wanted to talk to you about everything that had happened at The Ring while you were down here. Then wanted to apologize for something he'd done up there, he started to dig through that fallen tower over that hatch with his bare hands, poor boy. Bellamy seemed crazy but it showed how much he cared about you.'

I didn't know what to think after what I had heard from Diyoza. It was surprising to hear, especially knowing how it all went down after that. It would've never occurred to me that he felt so strongly about seeing me, the way he approached me after our reunion.

He had acted like nothing happened, instead Bellamy asked so many questions as to what happened in the bunker. If he had been honest with me from the start, just as how Diyoza said, maybe it could've all been different.

But who was I to say, I was never honest with him about the Dark Year either.

'Anyways kiddo, it's time for me to go.' Diyoza smiled, but it seemed like a sad one. 'What do your people say, "May we meet again" right?'

I nodded, smiling back at her. 'Yeah. May we meet again.'

Diyoza pushed the button to open the ship, as I watched her hop off and slowly walk into the uncharted world. We've only covered a small portion of the moon, who knows what was out there. I knew she could take care of herself but I was scared for her.

As Diyoza disappeared into the woods, I heard bickering from behind. It was Octavia and Bellamy; mostly Bellamy yelling at his sister.

'Why did you think it was okay to pick a fight with those people? Now look at you.' Bellamy snickered.

Octavia yelled back, 'So you think it's a good idea to throw me off the ship too?'

'Wait, what?' I already thought Bellamy was crazy for kicking Diyoza out. She was a fighter, a great one at that and she knew the way around tough situations. She would've been a reliable person to have on our side and now all of the sudden he had decided to kick his own sister out too.

'Reyes, stay out of this. I'm serious.' Bellamy flared his nose, not looking at my direction at all.

'Bellamy, how am I supposed to live in the woods? I don't know what's out there.' Octavia seemed terrified and scared; The same eyes I saw when the Dark Year began.

He shook his head, 'You can catch up with Diyoza. You both would know what to do.'

'This is fucking crazy.' I cut in between the both of them, facing Bellamy. 'Are you really going to leave Octavia out there?'

'Y/N, it's okay. There's no convincing with him, his mind is made up.' Octavia bit her lip, eyes watering as she stared at her brother. 'I-I just can't believe you're actually doing this.'

Bellamy kept his mouth shut, just staring at her as she slowly backed away from us. She looked over at me and smiled.

Octavia seemed as though she already made peace with leaving us but I didn't. Despite what happened between us the last few weeks before cryo, she was someone that was close to my heart. She helped me through tough times, starting from my trauma at Mount Weather to being by my side when I had no one at the bunker.

She was my best friend, someone I needed by my side throughout everything. I didn’t want her to go but knowing the stubbornness in the Blake family, I knew that Bellamy and Octavia had made their decision.

'Y/N, thanks for everything. I'm sorry I said those words to you when we were marching to the gorge, you know I didn't mean it. I appreciate everything you've done for me at the bunker.’ Her tears filled her eyes, approaching me as she opened her arms. 

‘It's me and you forever, Octavia.' I hugged her tightly, crying into her shoulders.

'You and me, always.' She smiled as she wiped her eyes, glanced at her brother before she turned around and walked away. 

He closed the door to the ship as soon as Octavia took off, her jogging away as she chased Diyoza down the forest. Not even acknowledging that she may die out there, not even saying their possible last goodbyes.

'You're unbelievable.' I wouldn't have thought Bellamy would go so low to a point where he would abandon his own sister.

'And I told you to not butt in our business.'

'Octavia is my best friend, of course I'm going to butt in. For all we know, we'll never see her again. Would you be able to live with yourself if we see her dead in the middle of the woods one day?'

It hurt to see him act this way, I had no idea why Bellamy chose to do something he didn’t have to do at all. His mind was probably going crazy, just as how mine was when I was at the bunker.

He was out of control, every decision he had made was started to affect other people's lives including his sister’s. After not seeing Octavia for six years, I didn't know why he chose to let go of her again.

‘We are not discussing about Octavia.’ Bellamy rolled his eyes, ‘My sister, my responsibility. My rules.’

As he turned to walk away from me, I pulled his hand intensely. Bellamy lost his balance as he faced back at me, ‘You’re going to bring her back here. Now.’

‘Reyes whatever you’re trying to do, you need to stop.’ Bellamy’s eyes seemed lost, confused, sad yet angry. I’ve never seen him like this before, even on his worst days I was with him before Priamfaya. It was as if I didn’t know him anymore. ‘You can go chase after her, I don’t care.’

‘You know she won’t listen to me. She needs you to go for her.’

‘She needed to leave, now let me go.’ He shook his arm, trying to get away from my grip but I didn’t let him. Instead, I held his arm tighter.

We stared at each other, Bellamy studying my facial expression and wondering why I was so against all of this. I was angry at his betrayal towards his sister, the way he’d been handling everything so far. I hated what he turned into; or perhaps this was the real Bellamy he kept hidden this whole time.

I didn’t know what came over me, I was upset, infuriated about everything about him that I pushed Bellamy to the ground. He fell hard, not expecting me to act the way I did. He immediately reacted, getting on top of me as he finally gained control.

‘Why are you doing this?’ Bellamy questioned as he sat on top of me. ‘Why are you so angry about something that’s not about you?’

‘It is about me, Bellamy!’ I yelled, squeezing through a space I found between his legs and my body and crawled out of his grip. As I got up, I kicked him to the ground causing him to fall on his back again. ‘She’s my friend, someone that was there for me when I was at my worse. And then you... you-’

Bellamy got up, breathing heavily as he grabbed onto my wrist. ‘I’m what?’

‘You just continue to hurt people, keep hurting me.’ It was humiliating that I was crying over the same damn thing that we’ve continuously discussing since we reunited.

It was just a cycle of telling him how I felt, how to fix a situation and he wouldn’t listen. Everything was getting worse, considering that we had bigger issues in the picture starting with these random people we knew nothing of. Instead, Bellamy wanted to get rid of his sister and a pregnant woman into the woods.

'But here you are, trying to pick a fight with me. Verbally and now physically. What does that make you?'

'I'm trying to help you understand what I'm feeling.' Talking to him didn't work, it never had and it never will. Now I had to face him, literally face him and show him how tough it had been. 

Bellamy pulled me in closer, gripping me tighter to make sure I won't escape this time. 'You've been clear about it, I just don't agree with you. Not anymore.'

'Of course you don't. So then you decide to treat me like crap and walk all over me when I'm trying to talk to you, despite what you've done at The Ring with Echo.'

‘And Murphy just treats you so right, is that it?’

Biting my lip, I tried to stop my tears from falling. Why was he treating me the way he was, pulling me in and trying to get me back and then pushing me away, making me feel bad about everything?

‘He does. And unlike you, he never made me cry.’

Bellamy's nose flared, hurt by the words that came out of my mouth but trying not to show it. It was obvious though, I've known him long enough to read him easily.

While his grip loosened, I pulled my arm away. Before we were able to exchanged our last words, I looked at Bellamy and walked away back to the others.

It was hard to understand him now, he would say one thing and do the exact opposite. I wish I knew what made him this way, perhaps something had happened while he was at The Ring.

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‘We don’t know what’s going to happen to Kane.’ Raven sighed as we sat next to him.  'Abby and Jackson did everything they could, it's just a matter of when he's going to wake up.'

It felt uneasy watching Kane laying there, he almost seemed lifeless. 'He needs to wake up, I need him to.'

After Octavia leaving us, after John practically dying during the Red Sun and being in a terrible condition after those people managed to fix him, it felt like people were slowly slipping away from my hands.

Hearing Kane's side of the story about the Dark Year made me feel better, realizing that he was in pain just as I was. At the end of the day, even with all the shit that we both have been through, he was my father. And I needed him back.

'He'll wake up, Kane's strong just as you are.' Raven rubbed my arm, 'How are you holding up though? I saw Bellamy kicked Octavia out. What's going on with him?'

'I wish I knew. He's been acting weird lately.'

Raven chuckled. 'Probably jealous of you and Murphy. They wouldn't stop fighting at The Ring, Bellamy locked himself in his room at one point. I don't know, this might be hitting him hard.'

'But he started it. I was ready to be with him again, or at least start slow like we said.' Everything changed when I found out about Echo, realizing that he was bickering about my mistakes when he was hiding his own issues.

It was more than betrayal I felt when he turned his back on me. It wasn't even the kiss that I was angry about; it was him acting as if he did no wrong, that I was the problem that our relationship had fallen. He made me think that because of my mistakes, I've lost his trust. When in reality, we've both failed in our part of keeping our promise. But he made sure to only blame me.

'He was a mess up there, Y/N. I've never seen him so absent, so empty.' Raven added, 'Bellamy really lost it when he heard you barely made it to the bunker.'

'Why are you defending him?'

'I'm not. It's just- he went through a lot too is what I'm trying to say. You had your shit down at the bunker, Bellamy had his up at the Ring.'

I sighed, getting confused all over again. I couldn't lie, it was easier to hate Bellamy instead of dealing with the feeling and the confusion that I had. I wish that we had talked everything out, about the time we were apart from each other. 

'Why are you telling me this now?'

'Honestly, I thought he snapped out of it when we got back to Earth when he had hope to see you again. Then after seeing him before we went to cryo and he seemed fine. But now, he's spiraling again. Just like he was at The Ring.'

As I looked over at Kane laying on his bed, I took a deep breath and buried my head into my arms as I leaned in. This was all too much; Bellamy, John, Marcus being in this state and then dealing with these new people.

All I wanted was to live normal again, live peacefully amongst ourselves. I had hoped that when we got off Earth we can start over again just as how Monty said when he said his last goodbye.

Of course, that wasn't the case. Not at all.

[inmyownlaine]

Cages: John Murphy x OC Fanfiction

GIF//

SPOILERS: If you have not finished the series proceed with caution!

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1664

Chapter: Two

Summary: After falling asleep, Aerie wakes up to a foreign source of light. The sudden disturbance of peace causes underlying issues to come to the surface. Murphy steps in, making matters worse.

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Aerie didn’t remember falling asleep. Murphy was rolled up in a ball, turned away from her. She rubbed her eyes carefully, trying her best to keep the sand out. It was still dark, the sun nowhere in sight.

She loved mornings like these. The ones where it seemed like everything was asleep, even the earth itself. Where she could disconnect from reality and imagine herself in another universe. Aerie could encounter a million mornings like this and still feel the same exact way: completely at peace.

Aerie began to stretch out, her back craned with her chest pushing towards the stars. As she tilted her neck back, preparing to loosen the cramped muscles, a sudden flash of light exploded against the indigo sky. She straightened herself immediately, leaning forwards and scrambling to her knees.

She was no astronomer. She wouldn’t even consider herself knowledgeable about space. But she knew enough to reasonably conclude that this was no shooting star. It’s lasting glow remained in the sky as it slowly traveled to the ground, dipping and diving over the uneven terrain.

It was something foreign. Maybe even magic.

Eyes wide with horror and mouth clamped with fear, she nudged Murphy awake.. He groaned aloud and flopped on his back, sticking his arms straight up in the air. “What?” he grumbled, sounding eerily similar to a moody teenager.

Aerie didn’t even have to reply. Through closed eyelids, Murphy saw the incoming brightness. He threw his arm over his face, providing very little shade from the beam. “Aerie?” he yelled, almost as if he expected her to have any answers.

Of course, she didn’t. Rooted to her spot, she squinted in the light’s direction, curiosity taking over her better instincts. Though she had never seen anything like this, it felt familiar to her. As if she had experienced this herself.

“What are you doing?” Murphy’s arm latched onto her forearm, tugging with enough force to move her a couple inches in the sand. It was then she realized how dire the situation was, clambering to her feet and retreating with Murphy back to the huts.

The commotion caused the rest of the group to come outside. They were clearly feeling the same way as Aerie: frightened, yet curious. Just as things were feeling safe, another freak phenomenon had to ruin what they were building.

“What’s going on?” Raven questioned, ponytail swinging from side to side as she frantically tried to look at everyone at once.

“Run!” Clarke replied, ignoring Raven completely and entering survival mode.

They had only gotten to the edge of the sand when the light stopped above the sea foam. It levitated before slowly descending to the ground. Everyone stopped, clinging onto one another for support. If this was going to end in war, they were going to fight it together.

The beam started to dissipate, resembling that of a tamed firework. Sparkles of gold and yellow swirled in a cylindrical pattern before finally coming together to form a silhouette. They started disappearing at the top, moving downwards as a body took its place. First a mop of curly brown hair, then a dark pair of eyes, warm enough to thaw the heart of any villain, outsider, or wrongdoer.

Aerie watched in awe as a man with a white robe stood in front of them, seemingly calm and inquisitive. It was a look she didn’t get to see much. He was always worried about protecting his friends and being the perfect leader. It was nice, for a change, to see him in a state of tranquility. No matter how anyone felt about his newfound beliefs.

“Bellamy,” Octavia whispered, face contorting into disbelief and sadness. Echo took a step towards him, but stopped herself after the first one.

He gave a small smile, nodding in her direction. It had been a long time since any of them had seen Bellamy. Aerie could sense the tension radiating from Clarke. The last time she was with Bellamy, she tried to kill him. Aerie questioned why he would return to a group of people that was so hostile towards him.

“Why did you come back?” Echo asked.

“Now you can’t transcend,” Aerie added. She knew that he wanted it more than anything. She remembered the look in his eyes when she left him last. It was full of hope that had been drained from his body long ago. Aerie was one of few that decided not to take that away from him.

“You can’t,” he corrected, hands folded patiently in front of his stomach. “You were saved by grace. But I believed.”

“So, what? You’re going to come here and rub it in our face?” Clarke retorted, arms crossed across her chest.

Bellamy wasn’t fazed. Instead, he stared at her deeply with his dark brown eyes. Lips pursed together calmly, studying the nature of a person that had lost everything. He knew it wasn’t personal.

“Madi is fine.”

Clarke’s lower lip began to tremble as she fell backwards, grabbing onto Murphy’s shoulder. He placed his arm around her lower back, eyes wide with surprise. Carefully, Murphy lowered Clarke to the ground as tears fell from her eyes.

“In fact, I would say she’s thriving. No more war. No more fear. It’s the perfect place for her.”

Aerie knew Clarke disagreed. The perfect place for Madi, in Clarke’s eyes, was with her. Yetshe couldn’t afford to be selfish. Madi didn’t have a life on Earth. There were no children for her to socialize with. There was nothing to help her grow. She would be the only human her age in a world of terror.

“And I forgive you,” Bellamy spoke, nodding towards Clarke.

“I don’t need your forgiveness,” she spat, the corners of her mouth pulling down towards her chin. “If anything, you are the one that needs redemption. I lost everything because of you. Everything!”

The birds scattered from the trees as she wailed aloud. Everyone standing had a story to tell. No one’s life was easy. But Clarke’s seemed to trump them all.

Aerie lost her parents in seconds, along with most of Skaikru when the Ark fell from orbit. She still wasn’t over it, and never truly would be, but at least her father wasn’t floated. And at least her partner wasn’t murdered. And at least her mother’s body wasn’t stolen. And at least she was able to transcend. The atrocities continued on for Clarke Griffin.

“Whether you do or don’t, just know you have it.”

“Out of all the things I want to have,” Clarke scoffed, “your good graces are not on my list.”

With that, she pushed herself off the sand and headed towards the forest line. Bellamy’s fingertips pulled towards her, but the rest of him remained. Raven chased after Clarke, calling her name as they disappeared into the trees. Silence fell as the rest of the group shared awkward glances with one another.

“Why are you here?” Echo finally asked. The sockets of her eyes were flushed pink, holding back a flurry of emotions. She made it perfectly clear how upset she was with Bellamy the first week Skaikru spent together. She couldn’t believe how he could betray the people loved.

But beneath all that rage, she was mostly hurt. Hurt that he chose faith over her. That she wasn’t his main priority in a world where everything was uncertain. In a time where everyone needed each other to get through. She felt used.

“I have unfinished business,” he stated simply. Bellamy’s head dropped, but beneath hooded lids, his eyes fixated on Aerie. Octavia noticed this immediately, a cackle escaping her lips.

“Of course,” she jaunted, throwing her hands in the air. “You came for your savior. Not your sister. Not your girlfriend. Her.”

Aerie scoffed in response, insulted by the obvious venom Octavia was spitting. She had every right to feel upset, but not at Aerie’s expense.

A tear trickled down Echo’s cheek as she bit the inside of her cheek. Fearing loss of control, she spun around and ran to her hut. Bellamy’s mouth opened, a silent battle raging in his head. He wasn’t allowed to love. It made him weak. It clouded his judgement.

It didn’t matter. The door slammed behind her, shutting him out for the time being.

“Save it, big brother,” Octavia grumbled.

“Knock it off, Octavia,” Murphy spoke up. It caused Aerie to tense up. She forgot he was standing beside her. Come to think of it, she forgot there was a whole crowd of people watching the dramatic scene.

“What? My own brother comes back to earth and instead of wanting to see me, he wants Aerie.”

“Well if I were Bellamy I would probably avoid you, too,” Murphy countered. “Who was the one that supported Clarke’s decision?”

She charged at him, but Levitt wrapped his arms around her torso, pulling her back as she yelled profanities at Murphy. He wasn’t the least bit fazed. Instead, he stood in front of her, arms crossed defiantly across his chest. Octavia continued to kick around in an attempt to free herself.

“Are you done yet?” Murphy asked, unamused.

Octavia let out a blood-curdling scream. It was something she had gotten particularly good at after becoming Bloodreina. There were a lot of awful events that spawned from that moment in time, but she did learn how to let out a gruesome battle cry.

Indra stepped in between the two, signalling for Gaia to help Levitt take her away. She did so immediately, trying to comfort her in the process. “It doesn’t matter!” Octavia yelled. “Bellamy died a long time ago! He died!”

Bellamy’s face scrunched together, an expression of anguish easy to see. He didn’t let it linger, relaxing his muscles quickly before addressing Aerie. “Is there somewhere we can go? To talk?”

“Yeah,” Aerie answered, already leading the way. Bellamy trailed behind, leaving the others to gossip among themselves.

“You and I have a lot to discuss.”

[bellarkx]

Hello i wrote an ending that we actually deserved with bellamy closure. This is my first time writing fic for this ship so hope i did them justice. Enjoy 🤍

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When Clarke arrives at Sanctum, she’s greeted only by Picasso. She rummages through the palace, the farmhouse, looking for any signs of human life. She knows she won’t find any— there was never any person who even came close to committing as many atrocities as Clarke has. And to those who come close, well, they’re already dead.

She finally gives up and goes back to the throne room. She slumps against the wall, sinking to the floor with Picasso at her side. Her eyes follow the ground to the spot she was last time she was on the planet, and a pang aches in her chest.

The blood is gone. She’s assuming they took him to Nakara. She heard that the planet was a graveyard— Gabriel had mentioned it in passing.

“Picasso, stay. I’ll be right back,” she scratches the dog behind the ears and puts on the helmet. She takes a deep breath and punches in the code for the ice planet.

*****

Nothing much has changed since she last left Nakara. The cold air bites at her cheeks immediately when she takes her helmet off, but it doesn’t bother her. She won’t be long.

“Bellamy, if you’re somewhere on this planet, if you can hear me…” she starts, feeling a lump unwillingly form at the back of her throat. “You were right about transcendence… You just wanted peace— I’m glad everyone got that, and I hope you did, too.”

She bites the inside of her cheek, letting her tears fall into the fresh snow. “I killed you. I killed you and you didn’t deserve that. You saved me from death— brought me back to life— and that’s how I repaid you. I understand why I failed the test. But you— you would have passed it. I know you would have.”

“I don’t deserve forgiveness. I know that. Even if you can somehow hear me, I want you to know I’m not asking for forgiveness. I’m just here to say I’m sorry. I’m paying the price for it now, aren’t I? The only human left in the universe,” she laughs bitterly. “There’s part of me that wishes we ran away when you asked me to. Maybe we would have been incinerated by Praimfaiya, but I know we would’ve been happy. We could’ve been so happy, Bell,” her lip quivers as she shakes her head. “But I don’t regret anything. I wouldn’t have met Madi.”

“You know, I don’t think I ever told you just how much I loved you. Finn knew, Lexa knew… But you? God, Bell. I loved you so much. And you never knew. That’s one of my biggest mistakes— never letting you just how much I loved you.”

She’s unsure if she’s shivering due to the cold, or if it’s just her body responding to the raw emotions pulsing through her blood. She kneels to the ground, letting her fingers brush the snow.

The last of her tears fall as she takes one deep breath.

“In peace, may you leave this shore. In love, may you find the next. Safe passage on your travels, until our final journey to the ground. May we meet again.”

—

Picasso’s gold fur disappears down the ravine, out of sight from Clarke. Earth is green and lush again, free to breathe without the threat of human corruption.

“Picasso, come!”

She follows the brief flashes of gold through the forest until it clears, revealing the shoreline of a vast lake. The air is clean, water is clear, and she can even hear the singing of birds in the distance.

Then, she sees them.

Her friends.

Her heart jumps.

The first to hug her is Raven, then Murphy. One by one, she embraces them, tears threatening her eyes.

“But you transcended,” Clarke says in disbelief, tears threatening her eyes.

“They told us transcendence is a choice, Clarke,” Raven says, holding her hands firmly. “And we chose to live.”

She gives her a shaky smile before they finally envelop her in a group hug, and, god, she’s so relieved that she isn’t alone. Not again.

But even though she feels the love from her friends, it’s bittersweet. There’s no hope for humanity. Life is supposed to be more than survival, but she can’t help but wonder if that’s true when every person she’s ever loved is no longer in her reach. For the first time, she’s not sure what to live for. Her friends share different bonds to each other than she ever had. Different types of connections. Familial, romantic. There’s a piece of her missing without Bellamy, without Madi. All that was left of her family— gone, because of her.

“I know you never felt like we were family, but we are now,” Murphy whispers low in her ear. She doesn’t know how he knows exactly what she’s thinking, but she accepts it. “We’re all we’ve got to live for now, Clarke. Humanity be damned.”

She lets out a weak laugh, ignoring the ache in her chest. “Thanks, cockroach.”

Her friends release her from the hug, a mess of limbs untangling in her periphery, except for Octavia, who lingers by her side.

“Madi’s not in pain anymore. She wanted to stay… She likes the peace,” Octavia reassures her, rubbing her back lovingly. “She was the key to transcendence and she made her choice. She wanted me to tell you that she loves you, Clarke.”

Clarke nods, devastated, but she understands. “Thank you— for everything, Octavia.”

“You know, I didn’t see Bellamy there,” Octavia says, eyes dropping to the ground. “He was right about everything. It doesn’t seem fair that he never got to transcend,” her tone is wistful, somber. “I just hope that he’s proud of me, wherever he is.”

Clarke hugs her again, this time longer, feeling the weight of her friend’s words fall on her shoulders. She makes a mental note to take Octavia to Nakara to say a proper goodbye just like she had. Then, they can make a proper memorial.

She can accept Madi’s choice, knowing that she’s happy, but she never gave Bellamy the opportunity, and that’s something she has to live with forever. She knows one day she’s going to have to stop the guilt from consuming her, but she has the rest of her life to learn.

When they part, she sees a speck in the distance coming towards them from the horizon. Her first instinct is to draw her gun, but she doesn’t have one.

Instead, she squints her eyes and looks on, until finally the object comes into focus, and suddenly, her knees buckle, voice caught in her throat.

Disbelief.

“Bellamy?”

Her legs carry her forward until finally she sees him— all of him, clean shaven, curls wild atop his head, pretty freckles like stars on his skin, brown eyes warm and beautiful. This doesn’t feel real.

“Clarke.”

In his arms, she heaves a sob, trying to catch her breath like her lungs are fighting for air. He tightens his hold on her, letting her cry into the crook of his neck. She has so many questions, but for now, she decides at this moment that she wants to stay in his embrace forever, even if he isn’t real.

“You’re not real, are you?” she sobs, burying her face into his skin.

For what feels like forever, he just holds her, gently rocking her against his body. He breaks apart eventually, wiping her tears with the pads of his thumbs. “Look at me, Clarke.”

The warmth in his eyes confuses her. She wants to confess everything— everything she said on Nakara, every damn thing she radio’d him for six years. Like time is running out.

“It’s okay, I forgive you,” he whispers.

“I don’t understand, Bellamy,” she shakes her head, “I don’t deserve forgiveness, especially from you.”

“I have every right in the world to be mad at you,” he admits. “But I choose forgiveness. I choose you, Clarke.”

This time, she musters a smile of relief, tears streaming down her cheeks as she throws her arms around his neck.

She inhales his smell, and her heart aches. She can’t remember the last time she felt this happy, and she's desperate to cling onto this feeling for as long as she can. “Please let this be real. I love you, Bell, I can’t let you go again.”

His lips meet her temple, and his voice, deep and full of trust, promises her one thing.

“I’m not going anywhere. Can’t get rid of me that easily, not this time.”

She can feel the quirk of his smile press against her skin, and for the first time in a long time, she starts to feel like everything’s going to be alright.

Behind them, Octavia’s voice breaks up their reunion, and Clarke’s heart soars because that means Bellamy really is real.

Finally, there is peace.

“Welcome home.”

[mopeytropey]

a beer buds series: chapter 5

newest update available below the cut and on AO3 here :) those of you anticipating more of gay disaster!Lexa should be pleased ... 

Timeline: takes place between chapters 4 and 5 of 'apu' after Clarke attempts to host a dinner party only to have Lexa arrive as her only guest

Beer: Sunday Paper IMPERIAL STOUT WITH COFFEE

The smoothness of this beer belies it’s 9.9% ABV. Fresh roasted coffee nose leads into a smooth and rich roasted dark chocolate and coffee flavor with hints of dried black cherries.

ABV 9.9%

Sunday Paper Imperial Stout: Exhibit A (Framingham, MA)

Lexa has settled into the worn comfort of Lincoln’s sofa for all of six minutes before a large, curious ball of grey fur is sitting beside her. The cat blinks up at her with its owlish eyes the color of rust, and Lexa smiles while rubbing behind its ears.

“I still can’t believe you’ve named your cat after my father.”

“Come on! Tell me she doesn’t look exactly like Gus!” Lincoln shouts from the nearby kitchen.

The cat begins to purr at Lexa’s doting touch, and she thinks it enhances the resemblance even further. A docile temperament hidden beneath the imposing stature of her father. Uniform grey coloring gives way to a wide swath of darker fur beneath the cat’s chin, cascading down its chest like an unkempt beard. Lexa smiles again. Gus the cat has a bulky frame but is gentle and affectionate. She thinks the comparison is entirely apt.

“She’s bigger than when I was here last,” Lexa observes as Lincoln enters the room carrying two glasses of dark beer with heavy foam.

“She eats like a horse,” he laughs, setting a drink in front of Lexa before collapsing onto the other end of his couch. “Plus, I’m fairly certain Octavia is spoiling her with extra treats. Cheers, buddy.”

Gus abandons her immediately for the comfort of Lincoln’s lap while Lexa retrieves her glass.

She reaches down the short expanse of sofa cushions to clink her glass against Lincoln’s. “How drunk am I going to be after this one?”

“Imperial stout. 9.9%,” Lincoln smiles. “But, I’ve got lasagna and garlic bread in the oven to compensate.”

“So I’ll be hungover and doubling my running route tomorrow. Thanks a lot.”

“What are friends for?” Lincoln beams. “Hey! We should do 1A down to the island and back—weather is supposed to be super mild tomorrow and I’m done with my meetings by 4:00.”

The route past Clarke’s house.

The new information of Clarke’s residence is like a hot coal buried deep in Lexa’s stomach. The architecture. The pungent smell of the marshes. Seeing Clarke backdropped by her own surroundings had completed so much of the picture Lexa has been composing for months. Everything about the house, and Clarke in it, made sense—from the colors of her open kitchen to the art hung on the walls to the spiral staircase that Clarke practically forbade Lexa to ascend.

She swallows, wondering if the blush she feels on her cheeks will show in the low light of Lincoln’s living room. “Yeah, that sounds good.”

“So, how was it on Tuesday? Sorry we bailed.”

Not for the first time, Lexa wonders if Lincoln has somehow infiltrated her inner thoughts based on the timeliness of his ask. The inquiry does nothing to lessen her blush, but Lexa hides further embarrassment behind a large sip of stout.

“You mean showing up for a dinner party to find you’re the only guest in attendance? Not awkward at all, that’s for sure.”

Gus seems to vacillate between the two of them for a moment, finally curling against Lexa’s leg and pushing her paws into Lexa’s thigh when she sinks her hand into thick, soft fur. The sound of Gus’s purring is amplified by Lincoln’s quiet apartment, and Lexa begins to relax with its perpetual hum.

“Yeah, but it’s Clarke,” Lincoln laughs. “I’m sure you guys had fun without us anyway.”

Lexa can’t decide if he’s really so oblivious or playing dumb for her sake, but she looks at him like he’s sprouted a second, immaculately shaved head anyway. She is tempted to recount every movement, and look, and smile, and gesture that she was forced to endure in Clarke’s company that made her feel, in fact, incredibly awkward. And, unsure. Anxious. Elated. Questioning every decision she’d ever made in her life to that point.

But, sure: fun is more succinct.  

“We had a nice time.” Lexa smiles into her beer, remembering. “I think I talked a lot.”

“I’m sorry—what?” Lincoln further mocks her by cupping a hand around his ear as if to hear her more clearly.

“You’re such an ass. Why do I even hang out with you?”

“I’ve been grandfathered in,” Lincoln shrugs.

“When we were out on the boat, Clarke shared some things with me—personal things—and it felt like it was time to reciprocate.”

“Her dad?” Lincoln asks in a far more cautious tone. Lexa nods, taking another sip of the dense, dark beer. “The way the girls talk about him, he sounds incredible. A great guy to have lost so soon. O says the Griffins practically raised her. She really loved Jake.”

“I think Clarke’s connection with him was quite strong.”

Lincoln slowly nods through a heavy sigh. “So, how much of the backlog did you offer up in return? How far back into the Brooklyn archives did chatty Lexa venture?”

He’s broken the mood, and Lexa gives him a grateful smile. “Quite a bit, actually. I was also sort of high at the time.” Lincoln almost chokes on a sip of beer as Lexa shrugs. “But, I’m glad I told her. It felt good to talk about it.”

“Yeah.” Lincoln’s dark eyes have taken on a distant quality, and Lexa suspects he may be thinking of Octavia. Perhaps he’s thinking of all the parts of his dark history that he’s been able to share with someone as strong and resilient and unwavering as her. For someone as reticent as Lincoln, it must feel like infinite relief to give that part of himself to someone else. “We beat some shit odds, didn’t we?” he finally says.

Lexa exhales a humorless laugh. “Understatement.”

It had been a childhood of survival for them both. Anya too. But then they found each other, and it started to feel less harrowing, less isolating and alone. Even when they lost track of one another—transported from one family to another, in different boroughs, different schools—Anya taught them to rely on a network of trusted contacts. Information from other kids in the system became the string that kept them tied together.

And then, during that frightening summer when Lexa was thirteen and Anya disappeared, lost to another state—shipped halfway across the country—Lexa wouldn’t let them rest until she and Lincoln found her. It would be another eight months before Anya landed back on New York City asphalt and Lexa could breathe steadily again.  

A timer sounding off in the kitchen breaks the atmosphere again, and Lincoln sets his beer down to briskly stand from the couch. “I’m gonna check on the lasagna. You good on beer?”

Lexa eyes him, incredulous. “I’ll be drinking this same beer in an hour. Quit trying to get me drunk.” Her phone buzzes while Lincoln exits, his laughter trailing after him.

Clarke’s name on her phone screen has Lexa shifting around on the couch, setting down her beer and resting her elbows on her knees. That now familiar coil of excitement swirls in her stomach as she opens the message.

Clarke Griffin (6:07PM): new artist featured at the coffee shop has some amazing photography of NY

Clarke Griffin (6:07PM): red hook, I think?

Lexa gives in to the tug at her lips, the way Clarke’s innocuous observation blooms warmth in her chest because of its casual consideration.

Clarke had been thinking of her.

She more often tries to suppress the way her mind wants to calculate just how much Clarke thinks of her. But tonight, she allows it. Even a momentary concession has Lexa biting at her lips to keep her smile from spreading.

(6:08PM): Clarke, please tell me you are not drinking coffee at six pm.

Clarke Griffin (6:08PM): Ok. Lexa, I am not drinking coffee at 6pm.

Lexa is readying her next reply, gently chastising Clarke for her irresponsible caffeine intake for what is likely the hundredth time, when Lincoln’s voice announces his return to the room.

“What’s Costia up to tonight?”

A lurch in her chest has Lexa nearly dropping her phone onto the floor. Mention of Costia while staring at an innocent message from Clarke is like a head-on collision in her brain. She blinks, closing her phone all together and setting it carefully on the table beside her beer.

It shouldn’t feel like an irritant, like vinegar in an open wound, but Lincoln asking after Costia grates the skin at the back of her neck.

Lexa works to remain calm, grinds her jaw, and goes for vague nonchalance. “Boston. Working late.”

“Damn, that sucks. Again?” Lincoln returns to the sofa and stretches his arm along the back cushions. Gus had since wandered off during Lexa’s less-than-scandalous text exchange about photography, but she returns to nuzzle at Lincoln’s calves.

“Par for the course,” Lexa exhales, willing herself to ease the raised hackles she feels along her spine.

Lincoln’s tone is sympathetic. “It’s been happening a lot lately, huh?”

After another sip of beer, Lexa turns into the couch, folding one leg beneath the other. “I’ve lost track, honestly.”

“We don’t have to talk about this if you don’t want to, but I have a lot of questions.”

Lexa runs her fingers through her hair and stares at the drink held in her right hand. She doesn’t like to think about all the ins and outs and what-ifs of her current relationship, let alone voice her wandering thoughts aloud. But, Lincoln is a good friend—more than that, he is an integral part of her found family. She finishes the last quarter of her pint in two or three gulps.

“I’m probably going to require more beer.”

Lincoln smiles kindly, patting her kneecap before taking the empty glass and standing once again. “More of the same? Or do you want to try something else?”

Lexa stops herself from asking for an entire bottle of whiskey. “What else do you have?”

“Come have a look,” Lincoln offers.

She follows him into a petite kitchen, further dwarfed by Lincoln’s immense stature.

“It smells amazing in here.”

“Should be ready in the next half hour or so,” Lincoln tells her as he swings open the fridge door. There is a low shelf stocked entirely with various cans of beer. “Pick your poison.”

Lexa squats onto her haunches to examine a few of the labels, in the end deciding on an IPA she remembers seeing on the taps at Dockside.

“That’s a good one. Octavia is obsessed with it,” Lincoln tells her as he opens his cabinets for a fresh glass and snaps the tab on the beer can for her. He hands over the new glass of beer before rinsing the can and tossing it into a squat recycling bin beside his trash can.

Lexa rests the small of her back against the edge of his kitchen counters and enjoys her first sip while Gus winds around her ankles and flicks her bushy tail.

“Octavia has good taste.”

“Tell me something I didn’t already know,” Lincoln smirks.

Lexa shakes her head in mock astonishment. “Legitimately. Such an ass.”

His smile transforms to something more genuine as Lincoln props his weight against the counter opposite. “She’s a complete workaholic—never stops thinking about the job, reading up on new techniques, emerging brewers, hop varietals. All of it. The success of that bar is her life. She lives and breathes it, and it shows.”

“But she—” Lexa adjusts the fit of her plaid button down, swallows her uncertainties with another sip of beer, and forces herself to engage in a conversation she has long since ignored. “You two still spend a lot of time together?”

“I think the fact that our mutual interests and careers virtually overlap sort of helps. But, yeah, I think regardless of that, we would still make time for each other.”

Lexa can only nod in response, returning to her beer in lieu of anything profound to say in turn.

“Are you guys able to spend any time together at this point? Costia’s schedule seems heinous.”

“We are. Here and there,” Lexa shrugs. “We went to see an exhibit at the MFA last weekend, which was nice.” Lexa frowns at the floor. “None of this is her fault. She tries.”

“There’s not always someone at fault when things stop working,” Lincoln says, not unkindly.

It doesn’t stop Lexa from grinding her jaw on instinct.

“I moved here for her. If we were to—I don’t even know what I would do if that happened.”

“Lex, you told me months ago that you were moving here to sort things out—not just with Costia, but with yourself, too.”

Lexa nods again and answers softly. “I know.”

“Let me ask you this: if Costia’s schedule were different, if she were able to do what she loved in school while also making more time for you and her, would it make you want to hang out any less with, you know, other people?”

Not so oblivious then.

He doesn’t have to say her name explicitly—the knowing look they share speaks volumes. Lexa looks away and licks her lips, stalling a response as her pulse quickens.

“I don’t know if—”

Her half-formed response is interrupted by Lincoln’s phone ringing on the counter beside him. He grins as he picks up the call.

“Speak of the devil. Hey, Clarke.”

Lexa sips her beer helplessly, shifting her weight from one foot to the other as her mind races. He’s answered the call on speaker, and Lexa braces for the distinct rasp of Clarke’s voice.

“Hey, it’s me,” Octavia answers, her voice sharp and distinct in it’s own way, and Lexa relaxes by a fraction.

“Oh! Hey, it’s you. Why are you calling from Clarke’s phone?”

“I can’t fucking find mine. Have you seen it at yours?”

“Uh, no,” Lincoln answers, nevertheless casting his eyes around the kitchen surfaces for any sign of it. “I can look around for it though.”

“We’re actually parked outside—”

“Hi, Lincoln!”

Clarke’s voice pipes through at a distance—as if Octavia hasn’t put the call on speaker but Clarke wanted to be included anyway. Lexa tenses in an instant.

“—on our way to Abby’s for dinner. Do you mind if I run up for a sec?”

“No, of course not. Come on up.”

“Are you sure? I’m not trying to interrupt your bro date with Lexa.”

“Hi, Lexa!”

“Clarke, is it possible for you to have any chill for longer than ninety seconds?” Octavia snaps.

A short and hushed squabble ensues over the next several seconds, likely within the confines of Clarke’s car. Lincoln shares a smile with Lexa across the small expanse of his kitchen as her stomach jumps with nervous energy.

“I’ll be up in a second,” Octavia grumbles.

She’s at the front door a moment later, and Lexa lingers by the kitchen doorway while Lincoln greets her with a brief kiss.

“Hey, Lexa.”

“Hi.” Lexa offers a half wave.

“I’ll be out of here so quickly, I swear.”

“Don’t worry about it. Do you want help looking?”

“Nah, I’m good. Clarke wants to talk to you anyway.”

This jolts Lexa to a standstill where she had begun to move slowly towards the sofa with Gus at her heels.

“Oh, she—I uh,” Lexa swallows down a fresh set of nerves that Octavia doesn’t seem to notice.

“Babe, can you check the back deck while I look in your bedroom? I was out there this morning for a little while, and I might have left it on one of the chairs.”

“Sure,” Lincoln answers, his arm still slung around Octavia’s waist as he leans down to kiss the top of her head.

They’re both gone from the room in another instant, leaving Lexa standing awkwardly between the front door and the couch where Gus has perched herself atop the back cushions. Lexa hesitates for long seconds, adjusting the rolled sleeves of her shirt while gnawing her lip as the decision to stay or go to Clarke flits irritatingly against her conscience.

Gus observes her solemnly, and she swears it’s the same look her own father pinned on her during that summer she turned sixteen and formed an unwavering desperation to impress Nathalie Rivera, who Lexa did not, irrefutably, have a crush on. Even going so far as to bribe Lincoln into teaching her the Spanish he’d picked up from his new foster mom. Lexa’s determination to get her attention could not be deterred, but she was not romantically interested in any way, Anya’s accusational taunts be damned.  

“Don’t give me that look,” Lexa tells the cat as she rests her beer on Lincoln’s coffee table, slips into her shoes, and heads for the door.  

She practically sprints (without logical cause) down the flight of interior stairs to the main door, which opens onto a front walk, at the end of which sits Clarke’s silver car. Lexa manages to calm her breathing enough by the time she reaches the driver’s side of the car that she’s not visibly out-of-breath, but her lungs feel constricted nonetheless.

“Hey!” Clarke beams as she slips from the driver’s seat when she notices Lexa approaching.

“Hi.”

Lexa forces her mouth closed to keep from audibly stuttering. Clarke is often dressed at Dockside in an expansive wardrobe that feels like a personal attack on Lexa’s wellbeing. But, something about seeing Clarke in jeans and a warm sweater, looking casually elegant for a dinner with her mother, has Lexa stumbling over basic conversation skills like she hasn’t in years.

“You’re, um, you guys have—” she clears her throat, completely ineffectually, and Clarke very poorly hides her amusement.

“We’re on our way to my mom’s. Raven just got this major promotion so we’re celebrating by letting her cook us dinner.”

Lexa places her hands into her front pockets and smiles at Clarke as if her whole body doesn’t feel like a brittle, shaken leaf.

“You maintain very bizarre friendships.”

“That’s an interesting take coming from one of my best friends.”

“I didn’t know what I was getting into,” Lexa smirks. “Clearly.”

Clarke looks away with a laugh and leans against the side of her car to cross her arms along her stomach. The gold of her necklace pendant glints in the streetlamp above them. She nods towards the house at Lexa’s back when her laughter has subsided.

“Sorry we crashed.” Clarke’s face scrunches prettily with guilt, and Lexa makes the wise decision to avert her eyes with a shrug.

“It’s totally fine. Unavoidable emergency, right?”

“Or, they just devised a pathetic excuse to makeout for a few minutes.”

“Right,” Lexa laughs. She cranes her neck to look back at the house. “Maybe I shouldn’t have left them alone.”

“At this rate, they could be grabbing a quickie.”

It’s now Lexa who is twisting her mouth at Clarke’s overt sexual reference, hiding embarrassment behind disgust. “Clarke, ew.”

It only serves to make Clarke laugh again, and Lexa is forced to look away a second time.

“So what’s up? Did you need something? Or, did you just really miss me?”

“What?” Lexa must look horror-stricken because Clarke is sputtering more laughter. “No, I’m just—Octavia said you wanted to see me.”

Smooth. Very smooth.

“I didn’t—” Clarke starts to protest, looking a little unnerved herself before rolling her eyes. “She’s an ass.”

The familiar insult makes Lexa laugh, and Clarke smiles in kind. “She’s well matched then.”

“Lincoln? An ass?” Clarke looks scandalized. “No!”

Lexa shakes her head with a long sigh. “You have no idea.”

A charged moment between them stretches taut, as it so often does, and Lexa is reminded of all the other moments that have preceded it.

Tuesday night spent salvaging a failed dinner party.

A blissful day on the water in Clarke’s boat.

Coffee along the harbor.

Aimless walks about town. Lingering goodbyes.

And, countless other instances in which Lexa must fight this same impulse. She’s not at liberty to admit to such wants, let alone act on them, but the thought of kissing Clarke persists behind a veneer of practiced composure.

Sometimes Lexa thinks that if Clarke were to lean in, make the decision for them both, she would let her.

Clarke is too good a person to make such advances; even hoping for such an outcome is wildly unfair, and Lexa hates herself a little bit for it.

She wears a regretful smile that she presumes Clarke has come to recognize—the way it is reflected back to her as Lexa sighs. “So, I guess I’m going to head back up. Lincoln has promised me twice my weight in carbs.”

“Ooh!” Clarke’s eyes light up as they so often do at the mention of food. “What’s on the menu?”

“Lasagna.” The answer comes from over Lexa’s shoulder, and she turns to see Octavia ambling down the front walk with a small plate and a mouthful of pasta. “And, it’s so, fucking good.”

“Aren’t you two on your way to dinner?”

Octavia shrugs, “Appetizer.”

“I hope you know you’re sharing that with me,” Clarke tells her as Octavia rounds the car and opens the passenger door.

“You’ll have to pry the fork from my cold, dead fingers.”

Clarke scoffs, opening her own door. “As if cutlery has ever stopped me from stealing food off your plate.”

“I’ll see you guys later,” Lexa smiles, taking one or two backwards steps towards the house.

“Later, dude,” Octavia answers before closing herself into the car.

Clarke smiles warmly, her eyes softening even as Lexa creates more distance between them. “Bye.”

Lexa can feel the warmth of Clarke’s gaze at the base of her stomach, swirling lazily. “Bye.”

She ascends Lincoln’s stairs briskly, determined to figure out her emotional baggage sooner rather than later and finally get her life together.

:::

[turning-dreams-into-chaos]

Banished (Part 50)

~Banished Master~

Word Count: 8K (It’s so small compared to my other chapters lmfao)

~Master~

*Based off episode 4x05 of the 100, The Tinder Box

*Bold Italics are in Trig!*

Previously...

Helios walked the waterfront, taking his time after he had left Octavia. The water flowed right past him as he walked on the beach. He kept walking, drinking some of the moving water before finding Octavia’s body washed up on the shore. He nudged his muzzle against her bloodied hand, over and over until finally Octavia turned over her hand and let Helios lick her fingers.

Her breathing was raspy and painful as she picked her head up and Helios back away. She took as deep of a breath as she could and began crawling out of the water, groaning from the pain in her stomach and from the fall. “Helios.” She groaned and grabbed onto the stirrup, using it to pull herself up until she could pull herself onto the saddle completely. She had thrown herself over, falling forward onto the horse. “Home, Helios.” She mumbled, barely able to form the sentence. The horse started moving, heading in the direction to Arkadia while Octavia held on as tight as she could. “Take me home.”

---

The hope that replicating Nightblood on Becca’s island would be easy wasn’t as achievable as Abby, Jackson, and Raven had wanted. The doctors were looking at Luna’s blood and the Nightblood cells under a microscope as Raven worked with planning for the radiation. She asked the computer to show her everything Becca had on radiation detection using the drones.

Jackson was looking on a computer of his own, scrolling through anything and everything Becca had. “God, Becca was good.” He told Abby, shaking his head fondly at the skills of the scientist. “Nightblood was designed to help the human body not reject the AI and protect it against radiation emitted from the device. That’s why it saved Luna.”

“That’s why it will save us all, if we can figure out how she made these cells combine.” Abby said, as she looked through the microscope.

Jackson put a frown on his face as he looked through more of the files. “It looks like Becca was experimenting with perfluorochemicals, oxygenators, the building block of artificial blood.”

“I know what they are, Jackson.” Abby told the younger man when she pulled away from her work. “I’m just not seeing that here.”

“Abby, what if we came all this way for nothing? What if we can’t figure it out?” Jackson asked the one question they couldn’t afford to think about.

“We can do this. We know that Becca figured this out and Luna’s proof of that. If it’s not in the database, we can reverse-engineer it from Luna’s blood.” Abby assured him. Raven sat in the lower level of the lab, overhearing Abby and Jackson’s conversation as she read over the radiation information. She turned to look at up at the pair, about to speak up before a ringing went through her head. She clutched her temple in pain as her headache intensified. “I need a new sample. Where’s Luna?” Abby asked completely unaware of Raven’s predicament.

“She’s sleeping and we should let her. Her body needs time-“

“We don’t have time!” Abby snapped at him. Jackson sighed as he pushed himself up and started out of the room to get Luna. “Wait. You’re right, I’m sorry.” Abby called to him, realizing she was being a little harsh.

Raven was only getting worse as both of the adults talked. Her headache was disappearing, but something new was happening. She was floating

She gasped as she floated higher and higher, doing a flip in the air and she listened to Abby and Jackson talk. “According to this record, Becca first developed Nightblood for the Eligius Mining Company.”

“Mining?”

Jackson nodded. “Long duration space missions. Criminals were put in hyper-sleep and given Nightblood to protect against solar radiation.”

“Nice of her to share that with our ancestors on the Ark.” Abby grumbled as she looked at the Nightblood cells. Raven was floating closer to them, holding to bars to steady herself before coming in front of Abby. “I don’t understand. The Nightblood protein chains are broken, how did she get them to bind to the blood cells?”

Jackson smirked at her. “I thought you hated molecular biology.” Their playful banter was broken as Raven started gasping with her seat, not from where she thought she was floating. Abby and Jackson rushed to her side.

“She’s seizing!” Abby shouted at Jackson before they picked her up and moved her to the ground. Abby cradled Raven’s head in her arms. “I have a Reaper stick in my bag. Get it. Hurry!” She yelled at Jackson and the man took off sprinting to Abby’s bag. He found the stick as quick as he could as Abby comforted Raven. He handed the stick to her and Abby, not wasting a moment, stabbed her in the neck with it.

Her seizing stopped and she fell limp into Abby’s arms, blood falling from her mouth as Abby and Jackson shared worried and confused looks.

---

Octavia hung onto Helios for dear life as he led her through the forest back to Arkadia. Her moans were filling the air as she tried to support herself. Eyes fluttering close, the task of staying a top the horse proved impossible in her condition. She slipped off the horse, landing on the ground with little movement. Her body, covered in her own blood, ached as she laid there.

Helios neighed loudly, catching the attention of Ilian who was walking through the forest. He approached the scene slowly, hovering over Octavia who was struggling to see him. He smiled at her before she passed out.

---

Since the threat of Praimfaya, Niylah had been drying the meat the hunters been collecting for the end of the world. She held the sack of dried meat, as Monty put 2 jugs of moonshine in her cart. “This is the last batch of moonshine.” He told her as he took the meat from her. He weighed it in his hands before his brows pulled together. “Feels a little light.”

“Your hunters are slipping. I can only dry what they bring me.” Monty gave her a smile and a nod a gratitude before walking away, not getting far before Clarke was in front of him.

“Hey, any word from Jaha? Did they find Bellamy’s unit?”

He nodded at her and Clarke’s eyes brightened. “Yeah, they’re back and we forgot to tell you.” Her face fell as Monty moved past her, obviously still very mad at Clarke about the list.

Niylah had smiled when Clarke turned to looked at her. “Hello, my friend.”

Clarke wore a defeated smile as she embraced Niylah. “Hi. How light were we?” Clarke asked as she gestured to the cart next to her.

Niylah chuckled. “Always so serious.” Clarke tried to smile, only for it to fall flat. “Better. Don’t worry. The earth will be more generous next time. See you then.” Niylah squeezed Clarkes arm before heading away, but Clarke stopped her.

“Hey wait!” She called out, getting Niylah to look at her again. “Did you charge the radio that I gave you when you were here?”

Niylah looked at her in confusion. “Yes, like you told me to.”

Clarke nodded and bit her lip. “Good.”

“Clarke!” Clarke’s eyes shot passed Niylah at the sound of her name. At the entrance to the Hangar bay, Harper was running inside, looking for Clarke. Next to her was a man carrying who Clarke figured out to be an unconscious Octavia covered in blood.

“Octavia?”

“She just stopped breathing.” Harper rushed out as Clarke got closer, moving to a table covered in supplies.

“Okay, put her on the table!” Clarke yelled to Ilian as she started pushing the tubes and things onto the ground and Harper helped her, providing Ilian a space to put Octavia on.

“She has a stab wound on her belly. She’s soaked in blood.”

Clarke nodded, beginning chest compressions on Octavia as she spoke to Ilian. “Who are you? How did this happen?”

“Ilian kom Trishanakru. I was on my way home from Polis when I found her.” Clarke stopped her compressions, beginning mouth to mouth on her friend. She repeated her actions, listening for a breath from Octavia and soon, one came.

Octavia started coughing as she gained consciousness, her eyes glossing over the room in a daze as Clarke sighed. “Get her to medical now.” She told Monty who nodded and took off towards the medbay. Ilian stood watching before Clarke looked to him again. “Getting her here saved her life.” She told him. “Thank you.” Ilian nodded, knowing his intentions were less than worthy of thanks. Octavia started stirring as Clarke stopped her. “Hey, it’s okay. You’re okay.” She promised her. “You’ve lost a lot of blood, but you’re home now. I’m going to help you.”

Monty came running back in, this time with you by his side since he found you on his way back carrying a stretcher. He didn’t tell you anything, only to follow him. Seeing Octavia on the table was a shock to you. “Octavia?” you almost yelled out, running the rest of the distance to stand next to her. You grabbed her hand and looked down at her injury.

“Azgeda’s coming?” Octavia’s voice was raspy as she whispered.

Your eyes shot up to Clarke, both of you sharing confused looks as Monty, grabbed your arm, getting your attention on him. “What’s she talking about?” He asked and you shook your head, just in the dark as he was.

“Azgeda is coming. Army, marching.” Her words were mumbles now as you squeezed her hand. As she started to lose unconscious again, Clarke tried to get her attention again, tapping her cheeks. “War is here.”

“Okay, here take her.” You stepped aside as Clarke, Monty, Harper, and Niylah moved Octavia onto the stretcher. “Stary an I.V., blood and fluids, and get a suture kit ready.” You turned around, seeing ilian standing there.

“Who the hell are you?” you asked him. Ilian introduced himself again and you just furrowed your brows.

“He brought in Octavia.” Clarke told you as she put a hand on your shoulder. You didn’t say anything, just sending Ilian another look before allowing Clarke to pull you and Monty away. “Get Kane on the radio. Find out exactly what’s going on.” Monty took off to call Kane and while you were worried about getting in contact with Kane, you just watched Octavia being moved. “Y/N.” Clarke shook your shoulders as you nodded and finally followed Monty out of the room. Clarke moved onto Harper, needing to get her attention as well. “Convene the guard. Miller’s guard is ranking officer. If Azgeda is coming, we need to plan our defense. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” Harper nodded and left to speak to David Miller. Clarke took a deep breath and called Niylah to help her and the duo set off.

Ilian stood alone, right where you all left him. He looked around slowly, seeing the machines, seals and computers all around him. This would be his chance for revenge.

---

You crowded inside the Chancellors office, staying back against the wall as the important people talked. Sgt Miller was pointing at the blueprints on the table, planning defenses with the rest of the guard. Their plan seemed solid, but that was hoping it was the last resort. Clarke came into the room, seeing everyone at work. Harper stopped her before she got far.

“How is she?” She questioned Clarke who offered a smile.

“Strong.” The conversation went on with David and Riley speak about their plan to use the ship and blow Azgeda to pieces.

“You want to light a fire outside a ship we just spent the last month getting ready?” Monty asked, voicing all the thoughts going through everyone’s heads.

“That’s not happening.” Clarke stopped the conversation. Destroying the ship was not an option. “Any word from Kane?”

Monty shook his head, his face falling slightly. “No, but Jaha found the cargo truck a few hours out, no sign of Bellamy or Stephens.”

Her head almost shot to you, seeing how your eyes were locked on the floor, obviously having already received the news that neither Bellamy or Kane were alright. You took a deep breath, ignoring the thoughts in your head as you spoke up. “I have to talk to Roan. Azgeda wouldn’t attack unless something happened. There’s got to be some sort of misunderstanding.”

“Y/N, if he wanted to talk, he wouldn’t be bringing his army.” Harper said and you pushed yourself off he wall.

“I’ll ride out to meet him.” You told Clarke, knowing she was running things.

Clarke sighed, clenching her jaw. “Would he even talk to you?”

You paused. You had no clue if he would, before this, Roan trusted you. Now?... “I’ll make him.”

“No. Absolutely not.” David butted in, believing this idea preposterous.

“Actually, it might work.” Monty spoke up and surprising you, he took your side. “The Ice Nation thinks they have the element of surprise, but thanks to Octavia, we do. Pike showed how valuable that could be.”

“You’re citing Pike?” Harper asked shocked and Monty exhaled deeply.

“As awful as it sounds, yes.”

You nodded and looked to Clarke again. “You should stay here and watch over Octavia, but I’m going. He’s going to talk whether he wants to or not.”

---

Azgeda made way towards Arkadia, Roan and Echo standing front as their army walked behind them. They had been making great progress walking all morning. They weren’t far from Arkadia as they marched between two cliffs, stopping in their tracks as they looked ahead, seeing you stand in their way.

“They knew we were coming.” Roan mumbled to Echo, both of them staring at you.

“There’s no way Octavia survived my blade or that fall.” Echo assured her king.

You took a deep breath as you watched Roan send Echo a glare. “We need to talk!” you shouted at him.

“Little late for that.” He told you and you felt your chances slipping.

“Are we not friends, Roan?”

“Friends don’t keep secrets. Archers!” He yelled to his people. “Target Skaikiler!”

No sooner than he said the words did almost a quarter of his people aim their arrows at you. You didn’t move. Instead you quirked your brow and glanced up to Monty, perch on the cliff above you. The Soldiers on the cliff began aiming themselves, their target being the King.

“My King…” Echo mumbled, getting Roan to look down at himself to see the green lasers on him before following to see the masses of your people with guns from all around him.

Monty moved his radio to his mouth. “Okay, we’ve got their attention.”

“Remember, no one fires unless fired upon.” David added onto Monty’s words. “The radiation’s our enemy, not the Ice Nation.”

Roan nodded to Echo. “Bring the prisoners.” Echo ordered. You furrowed your brows, watching as two hooded people were brought forward. Your heart thumped out of your chest as they were forced to their knees.

Their hoods were ripped off and you couldn’t breathe as you looked at Kane and Bellamy, two of the most important people in your lives, being held hostage. Their fates were in your hands. “Kane. Bellamy!” you shouted. You wanted to move closer, but Ice Nation might consider that an attack.

Both of the men looked at you, Bellamy’s eyes still wet from crying about his sister and he couldn’t help but get choked up at you standing in front of him. He lost one of you, he couldn’t loss the other.

“Your move, Skaikiller.”

“10 minutes. I just want 10 minutes to talk.” You told him, but your eyes never stopped staring at Bellamy and Kane, both with swords to their necks. Roan scoffed before climbing off his horse. He was accepting.

You turned around, feeling your breathing shake as soon as you were clear from their eyes and you walked away from the army. “Where’s she going? What if it’s a trap?” Echo asked Roan who scowled at you who was still moving away.

“It is a trap. We’re already in it.”

David instructed the shooters to let the King go with you and remove their targets, and all did, except for one. “Wait, who’s still targeting?

Monty looked through the scope of his gun, following the last shooter to see it was Riley. “Damn it, what are you doing Riley? Your target is the army. Y/N is negotiating with their King. Stop targeting.” Riley didn’t stop. “Riley, respond.”

He picked up his radio, holding it tight as he spoke. “Negotiating with these people is a waste of time. We have the high ground and the guns. We should just take them out.”

“Negative. We stick to the plan.”

“You really think Ice Nation gives a damn about your plan? I have a clear shot on the King.”

“This a tinder box. One shot and we’re at war. If you do this, it will be a massacre. You need to stand down now.” Riley had adjusted his view, getting a better shot at Roan as Monty spoke and his hand shook. “Riley!” Riley let his view fall, the target on Roan disappearing as he let out a shaky breath.

“He shouldn’t be here.” Harper told Monty who nodded. “Not after what they did to him.”

As soon as Riley target was off Roan, Echo turned to the army. “The King is clear. Archers, the first gunshot you hear, loose your arrows. Infantry, on my command, scatter, climb, and kill till there’s no one left.”

“This insane!” Kane stopped her with the hope you’d be able to convince Roan. “They knew you were coming. We have thousands of rounds. You’ll be the ones with no one left!”

“Then let’s hope no one shoots.” She said.

Bellamy hadn’t looked away from where you had disappeared, only did Kane’s words pull him to a realization he hoped more than anything to be true. He looked at Kane out of the corner of his eye, the man knowing something was on Bellamy’s mind. “What is it?” He asked, hoping it wasn’t something about your safety.

Bellamy swallowed thickly, keeping his voice low. “They thought they had the element of surprise, but we did.” He tried not to smile, the hope evident in his face and voice. “Someone warned them.”

Kane caught on. “Octavia?”

“She’s alive.”

---

Octavia had been laying in medical since she arrived back in Arkadia. Her eyes started opening slowly, the lights blurring her sight until she was able to see Niylah standing above her. Niylah had just started washing the blood off Octavia’s face, taking over for Clarke who was called out to help someone. Octavia was slowly becoming more aware of her surroundings as she remembered why she was here.

“I have to warn them.” She gasped out. She started to get up but Niylah held her back.

“You did.” Niylah assured her. “Skaikru soldiers went to meet Roan’s army.

Octavia breathed heavily, holding her side where Echo stabbed her. “How did I get here?”

“A man brought you. Trishanakru.” Niylah began wiping her face again. “If he hadn’t have found you-“

“Ilian.” Octavia’s eyes were wide.  

Ilian walked through the halls of Arkadia, no one stopping him. In a wheelbarrow behind him, he pulled along a mixture of flammable liquids as he followed the vents and tubes in the halls, ready for his revenge on Arkadia.

---

After Raven’s seizure, Abby and Jackson had put her on a bed as she laid unconscious. Abby had been taking care of her for the last few hours, constantly worrying until Raven slowly started to come to.

“Abby?” Raven breathed out, in a trance as she looked up at Abby above her. “Abby, something happened.”

Abby was gentle as she ran her hand down Raven’s cheek to comfort her. “Raven, you had a seizure.” Abby told her and Raven’s face slowly fell.  “We need to do a brain scan.” She looked to Jackson, seeing him still working. “Jackson, she’s awake.”

“Seizure?” Raven asked, getting Abby’s attention. “No. That can’t-“ She pushed herself off the bed despite Abby and Jackson’s protests. “It was like my brain was operating with such… such intensity.” Abby and Jackson looked at each other as Raven moved about the room, remembering her time in the air. “It was so real, like I was space-walking again, zero G with no suit.” She turned to Abby and Jackson, seeing their faces as her spirit deflated. “I’m not crazy.”

“No one thinks you are.” Abby told her.

Raven thought about her experience, her mind racing ten times its normal speed. “Weightlessness.” She breathed out. “Abby, what happened when you tried to get the Nightblood protein to bond with Luna’s DNA?”

Abby knotted her brows. “The structure of the RNA fell apart. Why?”

“Abby, she just had a seizure.” Jackson reminded the woman.

Raven ignored him, continuing on with finding a solution. “I think I know why Becca couldn’t make it work in this lab. Computer!” She shouted into the air as the Computer turned on. “Show me prototype Nightblood RNA binding in a zero G environment.”

The computer listened. On the giant screen next to Raven, the computer showed the trio exactly what Raven asked. When the Nightblood RNA began binding on the screen, the structure hadn’t fallen apart.

“Your hallucination told you this?” Jackson asked, unsure as to not only Raven’s health but whether or not trusting a hallucination was a great idea.”

Raven nodded, smiling at them both. “When I imagined I was weightless, my neurons must have been firing faster than my conscious mind could process.” Raven explained.

“Communicating through your subconscious.”

“Exactly.” Abby needed to know if this was possible. She asked Raven how to simulate zero G in the lab, only for Jackson to say it was impossible. Raven looked around Becca’s lab, her eyes scanning to how and why Becca got into space. “It’s impossible on earth.” Raven corrected him. “ALIE said Becca went to space looking for a more secure environment to get away from her, but I don’t think that’s the reason at all. I think she went to space to make Nightblood.”

“How does that help us? It’s not like we can go back into space.”

“Wanna bet?” Raven smirked. “Computer, open interior blast and launch doors.” The computer beeped, processing Raven’s words before it’s launch doors opened slowly. Raven, Jackson and Abby all stood in shock as Becca’s rocket was revealed in front of them. Raven laughed as she ran over to the rocket, checking it out before looking back at Abby and Jackson. “Who wants to go for a ride?”

---

As you led Roan away from the rest of his army, the Arkadia soldiers were getting restless. “The wait is killing me.” Harper groaned out, resting her head against her rifle, still aimed at Echo.

Monty gave her a sad look. “Relax. They should be at the cave by now. Besides, it’s not like we have another option. We have to give Y/N time.”

Harper nodded at him, still not completely settled with this idea. David’s voice came on the radio asking for a check. Unit one checked in but the second unit, Riley’s unit, was unresponsive. “Unit two. Riley, where are you?” he asked but Riley still hadn’t answered.

Monty looked through the scope of his gun, not seeing Riley in his spot. “Damn it. Costa, you got eyes on Riley?” Monty was already assuming the worst.

“Went to take a leak.” He told Monty.

“Did he leave his rifle?”

Costa looked to where Riley was perched on the rocks. Riley and his gun were gone, but his radio was still there. “Negative. Took it with him. Left his radio, though.”

“Maybe he went home.” Harper offered, choosing to give Riley the benefit of the doubt.

Monty shook his head. “Or he’s heading to that cave to execute the king of the people that made him a slave.” He turned to Harper seeing her face fallen. “Any other choice I’m missing?” Harper didn’t say anything. Monty made a decision and he pushed himself up.

“Wait, you’ll never make it past that army. What are you doing?” She stopped Monty before he could get that far.

“Stopping a war.” Monty crawled away, keeping himself low so the grounders wouldn’t see him. David yelled at him over the radio to maintain his position, but Monty didn’t listen.

---

You had led Roan to the cave, trying to keep your calm after seeing Bellamy and Kane. “I suppose you think you’ve got us right where you want us.” Roan told you as you stopped walking and glared at him.

“Roan, our people are allies. I thought we were friends. What are you doing?” You asked him.

“Friends.” He scoffed at your remark. “We had a deal and you broke it.”

“I broke it? You nearly killed Octavia. You’re holding Bellamy and Kane as hostages and you marched here with an army to do what exactly?” Roan started walking away but you moved in front of him, not letting him get away. “Why would you kill us when you know we’re all going to die soon anyways?”

“We’re not here to kill you, Y/N. We’re here to take your ship, a ship you restored to save your people, not mine.”

You let out a sigh, letting Roan move passed you as you shook your head. “The ship won’t save your people; it’ll hold 100 people tops. It’s a backup plan.”

“Then you won’t mind if I take it.” He snapped at you and you narrowed your eyes.

“I thought you said you trusted me.” You reminded him. Roan scoffed and you gritted your teeth. “Did Kane tell you about Nightblood?”

“He tried.” You looked at him, hopeful he’d see the good. “Sounds to me like you’re making the next commander, another violation of our deal.”

You let out a surprised laugh. “The flame’s gone, Roan. There’s no more commanders.” You lied to him. Roan obviously didn’t believe you, questioning Octavia’s honesty. “We’re not trying to overthrow you, we’re doing everything to save everyone, not just our people. The Nightblood solution will save everyone.”

Roan looked at you, seeing the way your head dipped at your words. “Do you honestly believe that?”

You looked in his eyes, the question not being one to point out your faults in belief but to know your opinion. “Can’t afford not to.” You whispered before clearing your throat.

Roan didn’t do anything, his stare still ice cold. “I don’t believe in miracles.”

He moved to the exit of the cave, leaving you there before you called out to him. “You don’t have to do this, Roan.”

He stopped, snapping to look at you. “I do. The way I see it, you have two choices. Tell your shooters to stand down, give us your ship, and use what ever time left to find your Nightblood solution,” He paused for a moment, letting you think about the option, “or tell them to open fire.”

“We have more bullets. You’ll lose.”

“Maybe.” You furrowed your brows. He knew he was going to lose, why was he fine? “We’ll both take loses, Kane and Bellamy among them.”

Bellamy.

Kane.

You couldn’t lose them.

“You think you can shake me? You’re going to have to do a lot more than that.”

Roan smirked at you, beginning to circle you. “Ah yes. The Skaikiler, how could I forget. Banished from her people, tortured, banished again, then decides to risk herself for the sake of the people, who still don’t accept her.”

Your stomach dropped as you listened, remembering the words of that man when your name was read out from Clarke’s list. “How do you know that?”

Roan stopped his moving and looked away from you. “Because the people don’t accept me either.”

Narrowing your eyes, you let out a short laugh. “Of course. How could I forget?” you mocked. “The banished King, fighting Lexa for your people as well. And if I remember right, you lost.”

“Ain’t we a pair?” His words were obvious sarcasm and he started to the exit one more time. “Fight it is.” he shouted and without thinking you stopped him.

“Wait!” He sighed, sending you a look over his shoulder as you sighed and inhaled deeply. “What if we share it?” You asked and Roan raised a brow. You’ve piqued his interest.

---

Monty had been making his way down from the mountain, emerging from the rocks with his hands in the air. The soldiers immediately took aim at him. “Stop! Hey, I’m unarmed! I need to speak to whoever’s in charge.” he shouted and hoped he wouldn’t be shot at. A man came over to him, grabbing his arms and bringing him closer. Harper’s gun was aimed at the head of the man holding Monty while Bellamy and Kane sat there worried. Monty was thrusted onto the ground in front of Bellamy and Kane.

Bellamy leaned into Monty, keeping his voice low. “Is Octavia alive?” He asked. Monty nodded watching Bellamy let out a tight breath and smile before Echo came over.

She ordered Monty to speak. “One of our people has moved out of formation. I’ve reason to believe he’s trying to kill your king.” Monty said with hopes Echo would see.

“Why are you telling me this?”

“Why do you think he telling you this?” Bellamy interrupted, earning a glare from Echo. “He’s trying to stop a massacre.” When Monty told them it was Riley, Bellamy grew irritated. “Riley? He shouldn’t even be here.” Riley was risking your safety and Bellamy wasn’t going to let that happen.

“That seems to be the consensus.” Monty mumbled.

Echo clenched her jaw as she pulled out her sword, pointing to a few of her men and telling them to follow her. Kane stopped her before she got far. “If our snipers see archers on the move, they’ll open fire. Tell her!” He spoke the last part to Monty, needing the boy to remind Echo as to why they were there.

“Those are our orders.”

Echo shook her head. “I will not allow my king to be assassinated.”

“You don’t have to.” Bellamy spoke up. “I know Riley. Let me come and I can stop him.”

Echo didn’t believe Bellamy’s help not having an ulterior motive. “Do you think me a fool, Bellamy?”

“You’d be a dead fool if you step out of this kill box without me. Monty has a radio, let Kane tell them were working together to find Riley and they’ll let us pass.”

Echo took a moment to think over Bellamy’s request. He was right, if she moved out, your people would fire. Nodding her head to the man who brought Monty over, the radio was thrown to Kane. “This is Chancellor Kane.” Kane spoke into the radio, Sgt Miller came on, asking if Kane was alright but Kane ignored him. “Bellamy’s working with one of theirs to find Riley. You let him through, understood?”

Once David confirmed, Echo demanded Bellamy’s chains off and moved to Monty. “If I’m not back before the sun goes past the tree, kill the hostages.” Echo ordered.

Bellamy was standing, holding his hands out to Echo to release the cuffs on his hands but Echo didn’t, instead pushing his towards the cave. “So much for building trust.” Bellamy grumbled as he walked, Echo following behind him as they went off to stop Roan’s assassination.

---

Worried for Raven’s brain, Abby and Jackson put a monitor on her to watch her. They were looking on a screen on the upper level of the lab as Raven worked on the lower, looking at everything Becca had on the rocket. “I’ve never seen anything like it.” Abby said as she watched Raven’s brain light up on the screen. “She’s using a huge percentage of her brain.”

Raven called up to Abby and Jackson. “There’s a flight simulator built into the rocket’s software!” She moved around the desk, looking at blueprints and schematics for the rocket. “Abby, get this hairnet off me so I can strap in and give her a whirl!”

Abby hesitated. “Not yet Raven. Keep doing what you’re doing. This is important.”

On the screen, the view of Raven’s brain switched and Jackson and Abby saw a block dot in her brain scan. “Is it ischemic or hemorrhagic?”

“We don’t know if it’s a stroke yet.” Abby reminded him as she looked at him, only to see Jackson shake his head.

Abby started towards Raven, skipping down the stairs as Jackson called after her. “Then what is it?”

Raven started looking at the rocket, telling them the rocket needed fuel which was back at Arkadia. “Raven I need you to slow down.”

“Slow down?” Raven laughed at Abby as she dragged the woman closer to the rocket. “You’re kidding me! Abby, we have a rocket we can use to go into space to make Nightblood. It’s a two-seater by the way. I drive, you cook. Sound like a plan?” Raven slung her arm over Abby’s shoulder, but Abby let it fall off so she could hold Raven’s arms. Raven saw the look on Abby’s face. “What?”

“Listen to me.” Abby began as comforting as she could as she pulled the brain scanner off of Raven. “Heightened mental ability, hallucinations, euphoria, headaches, they’re all connected. ALIE warned you that the EMP would cause brain damage.”

Raven took a deep breath as she realized what Abby was saying. “Jasper was right. That’s why no one else got an upgrade.”

“What are you talking about?” Abby had no clue what Raven was getting on about as she asked.

“For everyone else, Y/N had pulled the master kill switch. It’s like shutting down a program the right way. When the EMP fried my chip, it was more like cutting the power from the OS while the ram was still full.” Abby was listening, telling Raven to keep going. “Part of ALIE’s code is still in my head which is why I know things I was never taught.”

“Becca’s mind was in that code. That’s why you knew where the rocket was.”

Raven nodded. “Yes. And now I need to learn how to fly this thing.” She started towards the rocket so she could begin the simulation, but Abby grabbed her arm.

“Wait. Raven, your brain scan, it showed evidence of a stroke.” The news hit Raven like a brick wall. “I’m afraid if you keep pushing, it’s just going to make things worse.”

“I’ve been through worse, Doc.” Raven said as she smiled through the news that was hurting her.

“Not worse than this.” Abby said as she grabbed Raven’s hands. “Raven, it could kill you.”

“Could or will.” Abby couldn’t answer her but Raven didn’t need to hear it. “So what? I survive long enough for everyone else to die?” she asked. “I can’t do that Abby. Even if it costs me my life, you have to let me go.” Abby felt tears start to line her eyes as she tried to smile at Raven. Raven slowly let go of Abby’s hands as she moved to the rocket and Abby walked away, needing a moment to herself.

Jackson however followed her, concerned for her safety as well. “Abby, wait. Why haven’t you had any symptoms? They used the EMP on you, too.”

Abby didn’t stop, but looked over her shoulder. “We both know that brain tumors can induce entirely different symptoms in different people.”

Jackson wouldn’t accept it. “Still Abby, we have to scan your brain.”

She hesitated. “I’ll let you know if I have any headache, ok?” Jackson didn’t have a choice but to agree, yet he knew Abby wouldn’t tell him.

---

Echo and Bellamy made their way through the woods to the cave, Bellamy was leading as he kept an eye out for Riley. “That ridge gives the best sight line to the cave. That’s where we’ll find him.”

Echo watched him, looking at the ridge before speaking. “Are you really willing to kill your own man to save my King?”

Bellamy groaned. “Don’t you get sick of it?” He asked Echo as he turned to look at her. “Sides. My man. Your King. Praimfaya doesn’t give a damn what clan you’re from.”

Echo wasn’t fazed from his words. “I’m glad you get the chance to say good-bye to your sister before it comes.” Bellamy narrowed his eyes briefly at her before she motioned for him to move again. “Unless we all die here today.”

“If you had killed her, these chains would be around your neck.”

“It’s like Queen Nia used to say, ‘war makes murderers of us all’.”

---

Riley was sat on the ridge right outside the cave, he adjusted his scope to the perfect position to shoot when you and King Roan came out, hopefully with a solution you were introducing right now.

You had offered to share the ship if the Nightblood didn’t work. You and Roan took seating on some rocks as you discussed. “50 spots apiece?” Roan asked and you nodded. “I can live with that.”

“Can your people? Last time I checked they wanted war.” You reminded him, crossing your arms in front of you.

Roan looked at you, raising a brow. “I’m a king, Y/N.” You rolled your eyes. Yeah, the same king whose people wanted him dead. That’s reassuring. “I don’t have to ask my people what they want.” He said once he gained your reaction. “How will you sell this to your people? They won’t be happy about losing half their seats in the lifeboat.”

You hadn’t thought much about their reaction. You were mainly worried about how Clarke would take the fact you just limited your survivors. If the people didn’t completely hate you yet, they will soon. “Survival is more important than happiness.”

“If Skaikru won’t follow you when the time comes to close the door, Azgeda will see that it gets done.”

“Then let’s hope it never comes to that.” Roan had stood up as you spoke, you following right after. You didn’t say anything as you stretched out your hand. Roan looked down at your hand before pulling out his blade.

“We bind ourselves with blood.” He said and sliced his hand with it. He offered it out to you and you smirked at him.

“What? You don’t trust me?” you joked knowing damn well Roan didn’t. You took the blade and held it against your hand. “We bind ourselves with blood.” You said before sliding the knife out of your hand, wincing as it sliced your skin. You looked down at the blood briefly before locking hands with Roan, sealing the deal.

---

“We should be close.” Bellamy told Echo as they approached the ridge. “Follow my lead, if he fires that gun, we’ll be at war.” Echo agreed to stay behind Bellamy, letting him take the lead until they saw Riley, his rifle aimed at the cave. “There. Riley!” Bellamy started running to the boy. “Riley, stop, you don’t want to do this.”

Riley jumped as Bellamy and Echo appeared behind him. “Get out of here, Bellamy.”

Echo pulled back her bow, aiming it at Riley as his finger hovered over the trigger. Bellamy looked at Echo at the sound. “Echo, wait! If you fire, he will.” She didn’t lower her bow as Bellamy looked to Riley. “Riley, listen to me. Pulling that trigger won’t end anything. Kane and Monty will still be executed and our people will open fire. It’ll be a bloodbath.”

Riley didn’t want to listen. “You’re a prisoner. You’re just saying what they want. I know all about this.”

“I’m done with this conversation.” Echo growled. Bellamy stepped in front of Riley, shaking his head to tell Echo to stop. “Move or I’ll kill you too.” She threatened.

“Riley, stand down! Okay? I’m begging you.” Bellamy pleaded, trying to get the boy’s attention. “I know how you feel about them and I know what they did to you, but your life was saved for a reason and this isn’t it!” Bellamy was facing Riley now as Echo moved, getting a better aim as Bellamy put his hands up to stop her. “Don’t, please, he’s listening, aren’t you Riley?” Riley made little indication anything Bellamy was saying was getting through, but Bellamy didn’t stop. Riley watched out of the scope as you walk out of the cave, Roan right behind you as he lined up his shot to Roans head. “Trust me when I tell you, if this turns into a massacre, it will never get out of your head.” Bellamy’s memory of killing those Grounders after Mount Weather stuck with him, haunted him every day. Riley’s hand trembled, his finger still loaded on the trigger as he listened. “War made me a murderer. Don’t let it happen to you.” Riley let Bellamy’s words in, he let Bellamy get into his head and he couldn’t pull the trigger. He collapsed against his rock, crying to himself as Bellamy let out a breath of relief and comforted him.

You led Roan back to his Army to break the news, but you didn’t get far from the cave before you ran into Echo and Bellamy. “Bellamy?” you furrowed your brows as you jogged up to him, feeling him grab your waist and you threw your arms around his neck in a hug. He buried his face in your shoulder before you pulled away and looked at him, well aware of the eyes on you. “I thought I said keep your ass out of trouble.” You mumbled to him, hearing his soft chuckle.

“Yeah, thought it was my time to play damsel.” You cracked a smile at his joke, happy his was fine and nothing happened to him or to Kane. You looked back, letting go of him as you nodded to Echo. She ignored you, looking to her King.

“What did we miss?” Roan asked knowing something were to have happened for Echo and Bellamy to be here.

Bellamy looked to Echo as well, the girl’s face faltering for a second before finding words. “Nothing, sire.” She assured him and you looked to Bellamy, he gave you a tight-lipped smile and you knew he’d tell you the truth later, when Roan wasn’t around.

“I take it we’re not at war?” Bellamy cleared up as you shook your head.

Roan did so as well. “Not today.” You looked at him, sending him a small glare, that Roan smirked at.

“The ship?” Bellamy asked looking to you this time.

You nodded and took a deep breath. “We hope Abby can crack Nightblood or we share the ship.” Bellamy nodded, putting a hand on your back. “We find a way to survive together.” The words barely left your lips before an explosion sounded behind you. You turned around, everyone looking as well as your mouth fell open. Black smoke was rising into the air from the ground. “It came from Arkadia.”

---

A few minutes earlier…

Niylah and Octavia had begun their search for Ilian, hoping to find Clarke along the way to inform her but unfortunately, neither of them were found. Octavia groaned as she clutched her side, the pain from her recent injury worsening with the walking. “We’ve searched half the ship. What makes you so sure he’s still here?” Niylah asked as she supported Octavia’s walking, keeping an eye out.

“You didn’t see him in Polis. He was on a mission to destroy tech.” Octavia moaned and collapsed against the wall and out from Niylah’s arms. Niylah helped her, making sure she was alright. “It was no coincidence he found me on my way here. He used me to get inside.”

Niylah shook her head. The possibilities Ilian had in here were endless. “This whole ship’s tech. Where would you go to do the most damage?”

Octavia thought for a moment, remembering everything she knew about the ship before her eyes widened. “The server room.” She started off without Niylah’s help, not getting far before Niylah had to hold her up.

Ilian was in fact in the server room, pouring the flammable liquids he’d stolen earlier all over the floor. He finished pouring, tossing the bottle to the side as he held a lit torch in front of him. “For my brother. For my father. For my mother.” He said. He slowly lowered the torch to the ground to blow up the server room.

“Ilian, no!” He heard Octavia’s voice as he looked up, seeing the injured girl clinging onto her friend as she spoke. “Whatever you do here won’t bring your family back.”

“No one needs to die. You should leave.”

“Please.” Octavia was begging him. “The engine room is right below us. If it blows, you’ll destroy the whole ship.”

“That’s the idea.”

She shook her head, her eyes slightly watering from her pain. “I was a prisoner on this ship. I hate this place, but now we need it.” He remained unmoved. “Ilian please don’t do this.”

“Were you in the City of Light?” He asked her. Octavia’s lip trembled as she let out a broken no. “Then you’ll never understand.” And with that, Ilian dropped the torch onto the ground. The fire spread fast but the 3 of them were able to jump to safety before the ship blew, ruining any hope of survival inside.

Octavia gasped for a breath the moment she could, the smoke around her filling her lungs as she coughed it out. Niylah was unconscious not far from her, but as hard as Octavia tried, she couldn’t move. “Niylah!” she groaned, feeling her throat throb. With a great strength, Octavia turned on her back, looking up to see Ilian standing above her. He looked between the women on the ground before moving forward to Octavia. “What the hell are you doing?” Octavia groaned before he leaned down, throwing her arm over his shoulder.

He stood her up and let her use him as a support. “Making sure you don’t die.” He said before he moved to Niylah and picked her up, carrying both of them to safety.

You had gotten back to Arkadia as fast as you could, Bellamy right beside you as the screams of Arkadians filled the air, almost as loud as the ships’ destruction.

“I have to find my sister.” Bellamy said, glancing at you briefly before the two of you were back to looking at the people.

“She was in the medbay.” You told him, putting an arm on him as you both rushed to find her.

“Y/N! Bellamy!” You spun around to see Clarke running towards you, her face slightly scuffed from the smoke as you hugged her.

“How did this happen?” You looked back up at the ship. She shook her head and the three of you started looking again. You saw Ilian dragging out Octavia and Niylah as you grabbed Bellamy’s arm. “There!” you shouted and the three of you ran over. Clarke took Niylah as Bellamy grabbed Octavia. They carried them away as you looked up at the ship just a few feet in front of you and your heart pounding. You pulled yourself away, turning and seeing Roan and Echo. They were both looking at each other, no doubt your alliance slipping.

“Y/N!” you heard Kane yell at you as you looked at him, the ship started to fall next to you as you darted forward, the smoke already getting in your lungs and you cursed yourself for standing there too long. You ran back to where Bellamy and Octavia were as Kane caught you. You coughed as he patted your back and made sure you were okay. Your eyes were watery but you nodded, grabbing his arm as you looked back at the ship.

Clarke came back over, checking over Octavia as you listened to Octavia. “It was Ilian. I tried to stop him.” Clarke looked up at Ilian who was just standing there, bathing in his revenge. Her eyes harden as she stood up, her glare intensifying.

“Clarke.” You called out, trying to get her attention, but you were just as mad. Ilian ruined the one chance that humanity would survive. What the hell were you supposed to do now?

---

Abby’s job was never done. She worked well into the night, needing to find a solution. She was looking into the microscope again before she pulled away. She groaned walking on the other side of the table before something caught her attention. In front of the rocket, with her back turned to Abby was her daughter. “Clarke?” Abby called out, a smile working her way onto her face. She ran down the stairs, around the central computer to come in front of the rocket. “Clarke? How did you get here? Why didn’t you tell anyone you were coming?” Abby asked but when Clarke say anything, she put a hand on her shoulder.

When Clarke turned around, Abby gasped, for Clarke’s face was covered in radiation burns. Her eyes were different colors, one her normal blue, but the other a stormy white. This hallucination of Clarke just looked at Abby as Abby’s heart raced. “You’re running out of time, mom.”

Abby had to find a solution. Now.

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Fake (Ethan Ramsey x MC)

Open Heart: Ethan Ramsey x f!MC (Olivia Summers)

Words: 4.9k words

Warnings: some family angst.

Summary: Olivia needs to prove to her family that she can, in fact, get a boyfriend. Even if it’s fake.

A/N: hi guys! So I took a month off from writing. It started because of some health issues, I’m perfectly fine now, but when I sat down to write, I decided to take more time off to get more inspiration and creativity flowing through me because it was nonexistent. However, I’m here now, and I have so much to get done, and I’m happy to be back! lots of love and happy reading! <3

“Does seven work? I figured that should be enough time for everyone to get settled in. I don't even know how you convinced Mom and Dad to come up here,” Olivia told her sister through the phone.

“Yeah, that’s fine,” Octavia replied. “It wasn’t as hard as I thought it’d be. They complained about having to take time off from work, but I eventually talked them into it.” She paused for a minute. “Are you bringing anyone tonight?”

“To dinner?” Olivia asked. “Not that I’m aware of.”

“I just assumed you’d have a guy for us to meet. You haven’t introduced us to one since, how long ago? When you were in college?”

Olivia frowned. As much as she hated to admit it, her younger sister was right. The last guy that Olivia had brought home to meet her family was during her senior year of college. The guy had terrible manners, eyed Octavia the entire duration of dinner, and sneezed into her brother’s plate of food. Needless to say, she never brought him around again and broke up with him.

She’d been on a few dates through medical school, but it had never went anywhere. Olivia hadn’t even tried to put herself out there because of a certain doctor that she couldn’t, and didn’t, want to get rid of.

However, Olivia wasn’t going to let her family believe that she, at age twenty-eight, was unable to get a boyfriend. Octavia was already married with a daughter while her brother was about to graduate from college still in a steady relationship with the girl he had been dating since he was sixteen. She had to look like somewhat had her life together.

“I do have a boyfriend,” Olivia spoke up, hoping that this wouldn’t backfire on her. “It’s fairly new though.”

She could almost see Octavia’s amusement through the phone. “Really? Because I just asked if you were bringing anyone, and you said no.”

“This is a family dinner. You’re not even bringing your own husband, Octavia, and Oliver said that Camila wasn’t coming. I thought it was just going to be us.”

“My own husband isn’t coming, Olivia, because I have a baby at home that I don’t want to keep in the car for a long drive to Boston. Camila isn’t coming because she’s not even in the country right now. I’m pretty sure that everyone would be glad if you brought someone,” Octavia replied.

Olivia cleared her throat. “Well, he works a lot, and I didn’t give him any notice because I wasn’t aware this dinner was an excuse for everyone to harass me on my love life. He probably can’t make it.”

“Ask him anyway. Where does he work?”

Olivia froze. Where did her fake boyfriend work? What was a job that required many hours? She had to think of a profession quickly, but only one thing came to mind. “Um, Edenbrook.”

“Oh, he works with you? Well, what does he do?” Octavia was firing questions off left and right.

“He, uh, does what any doctor does, Octavia,” Olivia said, trying to keep herself calm.

She knew this probably wasn’t a good idea. Olivia knew she didn’t have a love life. The closest thing to a love life she had was Ethan who, might she add, had just gotten back from the Amazon, and he still hadn’t spoken more than a few formal and professional sentences to her.

Octavia wasn’t giving up though. “What’s his name?”

Before Olivia could think, she blurted out, “Ethan.”

“Great! I feel like I know him already,” Octavia teasingly said. “I’ll see both of you at dinner.”

Olivia couldn’t get another word in before Octavia ended the call. She looked around the locker room she stood in to make sure that no one else heard the phone call before running a hand through her hair.

She couldn’t believe she had just basically implied that she was dating her boss. Octavia would know she was lying if she showed up to dinner without a doctor named Ethan by her side, but Olivia also knew it was going to be entirely hard, and a little crazy, to get Ethan to come to a family dinner and pretend to be her boyfriend.

On another note, Ethan and Olivia weren’t even on good terms. Or at least that’s what Olivia thought. Ethan had disappeared without a word to the Amazon with zero contact the entire time he was gone. She had spoken to him briefly, but it was like he had put a wall up around himself.

Olivia glanced down to the time on her phone. Dinner was at seven, her shift had just ended, and she had two hours to get back to the apartment, get ready, and make it on time. The tricky part was going to be to ask Ethan to come to dinner with her.

She left the locker room having changed out of her scrubs. Wringing her hands nervously together and walking around, Olivia looked everywhere in an attempt to find her fake boyfriend, hoping that he was on the same floor currently and that she wouldn’t have to track him down or run to his office.

Luckily for her, she caught him coming out of a room and reviewing charts at the perfect time. Clearing her throat, she ran a hand through her messy hair and made her way over to him.

He still hadn’t noticed her, his eyes glued to the paper in front of him. “Dr. Ramsey, do you have a minute?”

Ethan glanced at her before closing the chart, giving Olivia his full attention. “What is it, Summers?”

People were walking all around them, making Olivia slightly nervous to ask him what she needed to. “Can we talk, like, not in the middle of everyone?”

He frowned and crossed his arms. “I don’t have time to-“

“Please?”

All it took was one look at her pleading face before Ethan sighed. “Fine. Lead the way.”

Olivia led him into the closest on-call room. The room was especially dark, and neither of them bothered to turn a light on. She turned to him, suddenly feeling even more nervous now that they were alone.

“What time is your shift over?”

Ethan glanced down at his watch. “Fifteen minutes ago. I was on my way to my office to get some work done before you dragged me in here.”

“Sorry,” she grimaced. “Do you have plans tonight?”

“I just told you I was going to do some work I’m behind on. Why?” He asked slowly, realizing that there was something going on that he didn’t know about.

Looking anywhere but his eyes, Olivia said, “Would you want to come to dinner with me tonight?”

Ethan, still not sure what was going on, raised his eyebrows, urging her to keep going.

“And my family?”

“Why do you want me to come to dinner with you and your family? I thought your family was in North Carolina. What are they doing in Boston?”

Olivia sighed. “They came to visit me. I sort of, maybe, kind of… told my sister I had a boyfriend.”

That caught his attention. “Since when do you have a boyfriend?”

“That’s the thing,” she continued. “I don’t. But I may or may not have told her that his name is Ethan, and he’s a doctor at Edenbrook, so it would be really great if you could, y’know, come to dinner, pretend to be my boyfriend for a little bit, and then we’ll never have to bring this up again.”

Ethan looked at the blonde doctor incredulously. “You told your sister that we’re dating?”

Olivia opened and closed her mouth a few times. “Well, I- not exactly. She doesn’t know who you are.” She took one more look at Ethan’s face before deciding to not defend herself further. “Okay, yeah, I told my sister that we’re dating.”

“Why would you tell your sister that we’re together? Olivia, you can’t live out a lie,” Ethan scolded her, making her start to feel guilty. “A small lie always turns into an even bigger lie."

Olivia bit her lip. “I haven’t had one good thing to tell my family about since I started working here. My sister’s been married for a year and just had a baby. My brother will be graduating from Columbia which is the same school my grandfather and my dad went to. It’s a big deal in our house. I know that lying to my family isn’t okay, but I need something to look like I’m not a major loser and that I have something good going for me besides work.”

Ethan still hadn’t said anything which was making Olivia worried. The last thing she wanted to do was tell her sister she was, indeed, lying. If Ethan didn’t come to this dinner and pretend just for her, she didn’t know what she going to do.

She stepped closer, laid a hand on his chest, and looked up at him. “Please, Ethan?”

The older doctor sighed. Olivia couldn’t tell what was going on his mind until he removed her hand and stepped back, clearing his throat. “You shouldn’t have to lie to your family. Just tell them it was a misunderstanding. They’re your family. They’ll understand if you tell them what you just told me.”

Olivia huffed. “Okay, I understand. I’ll just go ask Bryce to pretend his name is Ethan for the night. I’m sure he’d be more than willing to help me out. Have a great rest of your day, Dr. Ramsey.”

Olivia walked around him with a smirk on her face that she hid from him. In her head, she counted down the seconds until he finally yelled out, “Wait.”

With her hand wrapped around the door knob, she kept her back to him. “Yes?”

“Lahela is not going to pretend to be me. I’ll go to the dinner, but this is a one-time thing, Rookie.”

Olivia grinned as she turned around. She knew pulling the Bryce card would work. “Thank you so much. Can you pick me up? We’ll look more legit if we show up together.”

“I can do that,” Ethan sighed, still not liking the idea of lying. “What time?”

“Around six forty. The restaurant is just a few minutes down the road from my apartment. Can you text me when you get there? Sienna, Elijah, Jackie, and Aurora are all working tonight, and I’m particularly terrible at hearing anyone outside.”

Grimacing, Ethan said, “I hate texting.”

“Then call me, email me, or whatever, but know that I really appreciate this, Ethan. I’m just asking for tonight,” she said softly.

She wouldn’t lie and say that a small part of her wasn’t overjoyed with the fact that she was going to get to pretend she was dating Ethan Ramsey. Many people would be overjoyed with the situation she was in. It somehow felt real to her even though it was so far from being reality.

However, for the night, she could pretend that this was her life.

**

“Shoes, shoes, shoes. Where did I put my shoes?” Olivia frantically muttered to herself, pacing all around her bedroom in an attempt to find the wedges she had thought she laid on her bed only minutes earlier.

After finally finding them, she slipped them on with ease as her phone dinged. Olivia assumed it was Ethan, but then again, he did hate texting. With one quick glance to her phone that laid beside her, she did read a short text from Ethan saying he was outside.

She took one more good, quick glance in the mirror. Olivia did have to admit that she had outdone herself. Dinner was at a new Italian restaurant that wasn’t relatively a place that required a lot of effort on appearance. However, she did want to look nice considering everything including not only impressing her parents, but Ethan as well.

Olivia rushed out of her bedroom to open the apartment door with ease. Ethan stood outside, his left hand fumbling over the sleeve of his sweater. He glanced up when she finally opened the door. “Ready?”

She nodded as they stepped outside. Olivia locked the door back before dropping her keys down into her purse. “Let’s go.”

“You, uh, look nice,” Ethan awkwardly commented.

Olivia grinned. “Thanks. You look nice, too.”

Olivia was a little proud of herself. In record time, she had managed to pull together a cute outfit consisting of a light pink dress and a thick, white cardigan over it to shield her from the cold January air. She had straightened her hair rather than curl it as usual, and surprisingly, she didn’t hate it.

Another thing she found that she didn’t hate was Ethan opening up her car door. She gave him a confused look, but smiled nonetheless. “Well, thanks. Do you know how long it’s been since someone has opened a car door for me?”

He laughed. “No, I don’t.”

Olivia settled into the leather seat as she rubbed her cold hands together in an attempt to get some blood flowing to them. She unlocked her phone to reveal a missed call from Octavia and then a text from her that told Olivia that she was almost there.

“So,” Ethan said as he started up the car, “tell me what I need to know.”

Olivia furrowed her brow. “What do you mean?”

He started backing up. “If I’m going to be your fake boyfriend, I’m going to need to know your family.”

“Um, there’s my sister, Octavia. She’s three years younger than me. She’s a teacher, married, and just had a baby. Then there’s my brother, Oliver. He’s a senior at Columbia and majoring in political science. My mom’s a photographer and my dad is a lawyer,” she told him. “Oh, and they don’t know about my hearing that happened a while back, so please don’t bring that up. Also, don’t mention that you’re my boss. Oh! And don’t tell them-“

“Okay!” He cut her off. “I get it. So basically, don’t bring up anything that would make them frown upon you?”

“Yes! Exactly,” Olivia replied, patting his on the shoulder. “That’s exactly right.”

“Why didn’t you tell them about your hearing?” He asked, glancing over at her out of the corner of his eye.

Olivia sighed. “I don’t know. I guess it’s just that I’ve brought them nothing but bad news for years. If they found out about what a mess my intern year was then it would be nothing but more disappointment from them. I’m tired of never giving them anything good.”

“It’s not bad news. You have bad days and bad times. It’s what makes you human. You can’t be perfect.”

“That’s coming from someone who’s practically perfect himself,” Olivia pointed out.

Ethan laughed. “I’m far from perfect. I’ve made my fair share of mistakes. You have your whole life and your whole career ahead of you, Liv. It’s okay to make mistakes. Live a little instead of caring about what everyone thinks about you.”

A moment of silence passed by as Olivia sat in the passenger seat, looking out the window at the passing town and not saying a word until warmth flashed through her hand that rested on the edge of her seat. She didn’t even have to look down because she already knew what the warmth was.

“We aren’t in public yet. You don’t have to hold my hand,” she joked.

“I know. I just want to.”

Olivia turned her head while biting back the large smile growing on her face. However, she couldn’t hold it in. Even if the circumstances were a little odd, this was all Olivia wanted out of the doctor sitting across from her. She knew he wanted it, too, even if he was less vocal about it. Actions spoke louder than words, and that’s what Olivia gathered from Ethan in the time she had known him.

“That’s it up ahead,” Olivia told him. “Turn right.”

Ethan pulled into the restaurant, reluctantly letting go of Olivia hand. He looked over to Olivia who he could tell was silently flipping out. “Olivia?”

“Yes?”

“Are we going to go inside or just sit here?”

She pondered for a moment. “We could just sit here.”

Olivia eventually did get out of the car, her arms wrapped tightly around her midsection. She walked alongside Ethan in the dark into the bright room of the restaurant, trying her hardest to not let her nerves get the best of her.

Frowning, Ethan asked, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah. I just haven’t seen my parents since my medical school graduation. Just flipping out a little bit. I’m fine,” Olivia rambled.

She hadn’t been home to see her parents since making the move to Boston while her parents hadn’t been to Boston to see her since she had moved. Olivia had seen her sister who made sure to come visit every so often while she saw her brother quite often considering he was just a few hours away at Columbia.

Her and her parents rarely kept in touch. A few awkward phone calls, texts, and emails here and there, but it was only ever Olivia making the effort to keep in touch. She was sure that if she stopped reaching out to them, they’d never talk to her again.

Spotting her sister’s dyed, chestnut hair, her brother’s messy blonde curls, and two strict faces, Olivia knew that was the table she had been looking for. Reluctantly, she grabbed Ethan’s hand, leading him on the way over.

Her sister was the first to notice Olivia when she finally got to the table. Octavia jumped up out of her seat sporting a large grin on her face as her arms wrapped tightly around her big sister. “It’s so good to see you!”

Olivia pulled away from her sister and smiled. “Your hair looks so good in person. I love it.”

“Thank you. It took many appointments to get it to this color, but I love it,” Octavia replied before her eyes darted over to Ethan who stood behind Olivia. She looked to Olivia with excitement, lowering her voice. “I thought you were just making him up. I approve already. Just look at the way he’s standing. He’s very attractive. You did really well on-“

“Okay, Octavia,” Olivia cut her off with a chuckle, “you’re married with a baby, for one, and two, I was not making him up. He’s very real.”

Octavia threw her hands up in surrender. “Okay, fine.”

Oliver was the next to throw Olivia into a warm hug. “Good to see you, Liv.”

Olivia repeated the same before pulling back from her brother. She cleared her throat in an attempt to get her family’s attention. “I have someone I’d like for you all to meet. This is Ethan.”

She pulled at Ethan’s arm to guide him up to stand beside her. With his hands in his pockets, he announced. “It’s really nice to meet Olivia’s family after hearing her talk so much about you all.”

Olivia had to admit that she was impressed. He was really playing the fake boyfriend card well for not wanting to do it in the first place.

Ethan shook hands with Oliver, but Octavia pulled him into a hug while muttering something along the lines of him practically being family. Olivia wanted to dig herself into a hole at how uncomfortable Ethan probably was.

However, Ethan didn’t seem to be uncomfortable, just a little surprised, as he returned Octavia’s hug. Olivia’s parents still hadn’t said a word, but both smiled, which was surprising to Olivia, before both shaking his hand as well.

Olivia and Ethan sat down at the two empty seats across her Olivia’s parents. Octavia sat at one head of the table while Oliver sat at the other while looking at the menu.

“How are you, Olivia? You haven’t called in a while, and the last time you called, you sure didn’t mention a boyfriend,” her mother said smoothly, giving Olivia a small smile.

“Just busy, Mom,” Olivia replied. “I have a job that doesn’t give me a lot of free time.”

“Your daughter is an incredible doctor. She’s truly the bright future of Edenbrook,” Ethan piped in.

Olivia laughed gently. “You tell that to everyone.”

“Because it’s true,” he said with a soft smile, looking straight into her eyes.

Olivia thought her heart was going to stop with the look he gave her. She wasn’t sure if this was just him pretending or him being one hundred percent serious. It didn’t matter though because in that moment, Olivia felt like her and Ethan were the only people in the room.

After everyone had ordered their food and received their drinks, Octavia turned her attention on Ethan. “So how did you and Olivia meet?”

Olivia froze. She hadn’t thought to come up with a backstory of their fake relationship to Ethan. She silently prayed that he wouldn’t blank up. Ethan was good under pressure, so she shouldn’t have worried, but she really couldn’t help it.

“On her first day, she ran over to help me with a patient that had fallen unconscious to the floor. We ended up performing an emergency surgical procedure. I told her that her examination was superficial and slow,” Ethan laughed.

Olivia grinned, knowing he was telling the real story of how they met. “If I remember correctly, you also told me that my scalpel technique was ‘amateur at best’ to which I confronted you about it.”

“Yeah, I did say that, but Olivia’s come a long way since that day. She’s passionate about her work, and it’s very obvious.”

Before Olivia could say anything else, her father jumped in on the conversation. “Did you always know you wanted to be a doctor, Ethan?”

“Not always. I wanted to be a detective for a while.”

“I always told Olivia she didn’t need to be a doctor. She constantly changed her mind about what she wanted to be. Now, Oliver has always known he’s wanted to be a lawyer while Octavia has always known that teaching was what she wanted to do with her life. Olivia, well, she jumped around a lot,” her dad replied.

Ethan frowned as his eyes glanced all around the table while no one said anything. For one of the first times, Ethan couldn’t read the look on Olivia’s face. She sat completely silent, her hands fiddling with the end of her cardigan under the table.

He slowly grabbed her hand under the table, intertwined their fingers, and squeezed her hand in an effort to tell her that it was okay. Olivia, obviously grateful, squeezed back in return while their hands still laid intertwined on Olivia’s lap.

“I didn’t know, Dad, because you and Mom were pressuring me into following in Dad’s footsteps from as early as middle school. Being a doctor is what I’ve always wanted to do. I just didn’t know if I should listen to you and Mom or listen to myself for once in my life,” Olivia replied cooly, taking a sip of her water and leaning back into her chair.

Olivia’s mom nodded. “We pushed you to be the best version of yourself, Olivia. It was never meant to be something bad to make you upset. We had so much faith in you. At least Oliver carried out your dad’s legacy.”

Ethan’s eyes went wide as the entire table went silent. Anger filled him as he realized no one was going to say anything. Not even Olivia as she sunk deeper into her seat, her hair falling from being tucked behind her ears.

“Can you both just stop?” Olivia asked. “I am happy with how my life has turned out. I didn’t do it to make either of you happy. I did it for me and the opportunity to help people. Can we just have a nice dinner and not bring up how disappointed you are in me for going into a career that I have so much passion for instead of a career that I was never interested in doing in the slightest bit?”

“It’s not that we’re disappointed that you became a doctor. It’s that you were supposed to take over my firm once I retired. It was always the plan,” her dad said. “But I knew that plan was over when you got rejected from Columbia.”

“Dad, stop,” Oliver cut in. “That’s low.”

The waiter brought out the appetizers as Olivia stood up, her hand jerking from Ethan’s and all eyes on her. “Stop treating me like I’m some kind of disappointment. This is why I don’t come back home to visit. I’m going to my apartment. Have a nice night or don’t. I could care less.”

Before anyone could say anything, Olivia was already on her way to the front door. She opened it and slammed it with force. Ethan turned back to the family sitting around the table. Oliver was glaring at his father while Octavia sat with a hand on her head, avoiding any eye contact.

“You two always do this,” Octavia said quietly, finally looking up to talk to her parents. “You start up a ridiculous fight because you’re mad Olivia didn’t do what you wanted her to and then you run her away.”

“He never told her she had to leave,” her mother spoke up. “Olivia just takes this stuff to heart.”

Ethan had already had enough. He was the next to stand up, glaring at both of Olivia’s parents. “You have an amazingly brilliant, extremely gifted, and incredibly kind daughter with a big heart that sees nothing but the good in everyone. If you’d take the time to look over the fact she did what she wanted to do with her life, you’d see how special she really is. Instead of doing that, you overlook her because you’re angry she isn’t didn’t do what her father did. And, in all honesty, I can see why she wouldn’t want to carry on the family legacy, no offense, Oliver.”

“None taken,” Oliver piped in.

“The next time you want to ridicule your daughter and degrade her for no big deal, think about what you’re doing. Olivia is a kind and forgiving person, but there’s only so much you can throw her way until you’ve destroyed what’s left of your relationship with her.” With that, Ethan turned his back to the table, walking briskly to get outside and find Olivia.

He did find Olivia after searching the entire parking lot and his car for her. She was walking up the alongside the road, her hair blowing from the cold air with her arms crossed.

“Where are you going?” He asked when he had finally caught up with her.

“I’m walking home,” she responded.

Ethan grabbed her wrist, making her come to a complete stop and turn around slowly. “Let’s go back to my car. I’ll drive you home and- wait, hey, don’t cry.”

“I’m not crying,” Olivia muttered, angrily reaching up to wipe away a tear.

“They’re not worth it, and they sure aren’t worthy of your tears, okay?” Ethan softly told her.

Ethan slowly initiated a hug, wrapping his arms around Olivia’s waist as she eventually gave in with one arm around his neck and the other under his arm, gripping the soft fabric of his sweater. She didn’t sob or scream, but rather quietly cried and basked in the comfort of the doctor in front of her.

“It isn’t fair,” Olivia whispered. “It’s been like this for as long as I can remember. I never do anything right in their eyes. I just want to be good enough for them, Ethan. Why can’t I be? I don’t get it.”

“It isn’t you, Liv. It’s them. You’re more than good enough for them. Don’t let them affect you like that. And just in case you haven’t heard it in a while, I’m proud of you for everything. Including standing up to your parents tonight,” he said.

Olivia sniffled and pulled back to look Ethan in the eyes. “Thank you. And thank you for doing this even though it was a bit of a mess. You didn’t even get to eat.”

He laughed and gave Olivia a grin. “Well, we could go back to my car instead of walking to your apartment in the middle of January, then we can go get something to eat with just us.”

“I would very much like that.”

There was still a lot to discuss between the two of them, Olivia knew that, but she held on to the bubble they were in. Talking about them would come later. But for the rest of the night, Olivia was going to go with her fake boyfriend and pretend, just for tonight, that it was reality instead of something nonexistent.

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Marvel OC Masterlist 1

Name: Adelaide Stark

Title: Beyond The Archetype

Faceclaim:  Jenna Louise Coleman

Love interest: Sam Wilson

Summary: Adelaide Stark had always had a lot to live up to. Her dad always tried not to put a lot of pressure on her, but the rest of the world hadn’t been so kind.  So, Adi spent the first seventeen years of her life working and studying to follow in her family’s footsteps and work on military technology.  But when her father goes missing in her senior year of high school, her world falls apart.  And when he comes back, alive and a superhero, she has to rebuild herself and her dreams.  Now, not only Tony Stark’s daughter, but also Iron Man’s daughter, Adi realizes that maybe it’s time for her to stop following, and to do something for herself instead.

Name: Adonis Stark

Title: Stars Defied

Faceclaim: Colin Donnell

Love Interest: Orion Royce

Name: чудо | Adriana Stark

Title: Like The Sun (We Will Live To Rise)

Faceclaim:  Madison McLaughlin

Love interest: Peter Parker?

Name: Alana Stark

Title: Born To Die

Faceclaim: Madison Davenport

Name: Alena Zemo

Title: Untitled

Faceclaim: Poppy Drayton

Love Interest: Sam Wilson & Bucky Barnes

Name: Alessia Stark

Title: When Tomorrow Comes

Faceclaim: Melissa Benoist

Love Interest: Steve Rogers

Summary: “So this Doctor Banner was was trying to replicate the serum they used on me?”  “A lot of people were, only one succeeded.”  “Who?”  “Howard Stark.” -Steve Rogers and Phil Coulson

When Alessia Stark was sixteen, her dad used her to test out a new super serum.  He succeeded, and died a week later.  Aly Stark has never wanted to be a hero, despite the serum running through her veins.  She grew stronger, her aging slowed, she had even developed an inhuman healing factor, but she still didn’t want to be a hero.  Until her twin brother - now over a decade older than her - is kidnapped by terroists and returns a superhero.  Aly may not want to be a hero, but she’ll be damned if she leaves her brother to fight alone

Name: Alvina Strange

Title: Paradox

Faceclaim:  Alba Baptista

Name: Angelina Stark

Title: Cheap Tricks (And A Cheesy One-Liner)

Faceclaim: Phoebe Tonkin

Name: Angie Stark

Title: Turn Back Time

Faceclaim: Malina Weissman

Name: Antonia Stark-Parker

Title: The Final Countdown

Faceclaim: Olivia Holt

Summary: Years after the final battle against Thanos; after Tony and Natasha died and Steve stayed in the past, after Bruce became Professor Hulk and Clint retired again, their daughters are all grown up with children of their own. In their defence, they didn’t realize that their parents’ time fuckery and infinity stone usage would pass onto the newest generation, leaving them with six superpowered girls, each with the power of an Infinity Stone. And they certainly never expected the girls, the self proclaimed New Avengers, to decide to fix the mistakes that their grandparents made, starting back at the very beginning, with the Battle of Manhattan. And no, you can’t ask about their dad, thank you.

Name: Anya Barton

Title: What Happened In Budapest (Doesn’t Stay In Budapest)

Faceclaim:  Emma Stone

Love interest: Bucky Barnes

Summary:  What happened in Budapest?  Clint and Natasha took out an arms dealer, saved the world, had a baby, learned that the Red Room lied about sterilizing Natasha, and killed a few people.  Now all grown up, Anya Barton is the newest SHIELD recruit, and almost immediately, aliens invade and a god brainwashes her father; that’s a hell of a first day.  But Anya is the daughter of two of the greatest spies in the world, she’s not going down without a fight.  Not when aliens invade, not when SHIELD is revealed to be Hydra and she has to go off the grid, and definitely not when, in Budapest of all places, she meets a man with a metal arm who’s also trying to hide from whatever is left of Hydra.

Name: Aphrodite

Title: The Course of True Love (Never Did Run Smooth)

Faceclaim:  Vanessa Morgan

Love interest: Thor

Summary: Aphrodite could barely remember her home planet of Olympus, thanks to Odin destroying it when she was a child.  As the sole survivor of the Olympian gods, Odin decided that she was “useful” enough to keep, and brought her to Asgard.  Clearly he’d never considered the consequences of murdering her entire world and taking her hostage, as he somehow still expected her to be loyal to her.  Unfortunately for Odin, that plan was as stupid as the rest of his ideas; Aphrodite had never been loyal to him, her loyalty had always been to the next king of Asgard, and when he sends Thor to earth, he’ll learn just how far a goddess of love is willing to go to make sure he doesn’t cost her another family.

Name: Aria Parker

Title: The Art of Disappearing

Faceclaim:  Natalie Dormer

Love interest: Steve Rogers

Summary: Peter Parker was hardly the first enhanced Parker.  His aunt Aria had been born with the ability to control the elements.  At eighteen years of age, she dropped off the face of the earth, and no one, not even her cousins Ben and Richard, had any idea where she’d gone.  Most people thought she was dead, until ten years later when she helped Clint Barton find his dog in Central Park, and somehow befriending he and Natasha Romanov.  Even then, though, most of the world didn’t know who or where she was; not until Shield fell apart and Natasha found herself reaching out to the only person she trusted who had no affiliation with Shield or Hydra.

Name: Arielle Stark

Title: Piece By Piece

Faceclaim:  Nina Dobrev

Love Interest: Steve Rogers

Name: Aris Stark

Title: Forged In Iron

Faceclaim: Olivia Holt

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Summary: All Aris Stark wanted to do was train for the Olympics - gymnastics, specifically - and go on dates with Peter. Of course, being Iron Man’s daughter and Spiderman’s girlfriends complicated things, but Aris could handle complicated. Everything was perfect, until both her dad and boyfriend hopped on a ship to outer space while some crazy alien tried to destroy the universe. She waited in the compound, preparing all of the ways that she would yell at them for scaring her. And then she woke up, the compound on fire and crumbling around her, Tony and Peter nowhere to be found. And if that weren’t confusing enough, suddenly she was glowing.

Name: Asteria “Stargirl” Quill

Story: Made Of Stardust

Faceclaim:  Chloe Grace Moretz

Summary: If Peter Quill had known that some species didn’t have gestation periods, he might have been a lot more selective about who he slept with.  But, he hadn’t, and so, he wasn’t.  And so, he found himself with an infant daughter.  Half alien, all ravager, Asteria “Stargirl” Quill is all about profit and adventure, just like her dad.  But when a fight breaks out during a sale, and she and her dad get arrested with a green girl, a racoon, and a tree, everything is about to change.

Name: Athena Stark

Title: Iron Princess

Faceclaim: Zoey Deutch

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Summary: Athena Stark had a plan. She was going to be the valedictorian for her grade at Midtown High, then an undergrad in Poli Sci at Yale, then law school at Harvard, and then she would become president of the United States. She would change the laws in order to better protect superheroes like her father, and she would make him proud. But then her dad brings Spiderman to Berlin for a fight, and Peter Parker comes back talking about a Stark Internship that definitely doesn’t exist. Athena’s life plan never accounted for Superhero Liaison, let alone for becoming a superhero herself, but Starks are made of iron and Athena will make it work.

Name: Aurora Hansen Stark

Title: The Future In Silver and Gold

Faceclaim:  Bailee Madison

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Summary: “Please don’t tell me there’s a 12 year old kid waiting in the car that I’ve never met.“  Actually, she’s thirteen and at home, but with Killian having killed her mother, Aurora Stark is about to find out the truth about her mysterious father.  Unfortunately, as unprepared as Tony is for a daughter, Aurora is equally unprepared for a father, and getting used to each other will be harder than either of them could have ever anticipated.

Name: Octavia Ava Potts

Story: Golden Child (Grew Up)

Faceclaim: Danielle Rose Russell

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Summary: A lot had changed for Ava, since her father died.  She had moved in with her Aunt Pepper and Tony; aliens had invaded New York, they had moved to Malibu, she had gotten kidnapped, they — well, you get the picture.  A lot had changed for Ava over the years, but as she settled into her life at Midtown High, she thought that the craziest of changes were in her past.  And then the Avengers break up, and she discovers that one of her closest friends is hiding a secret not too different from her own.

Name: Bennett Parker-Maximoff

Title: The Final Countdown

Faceclaim: Danielle Campbell

Summary: Years after the final battle against Thanos; after Tony and Natasha died and Steve stayed in the past, after Bruce became Professor Hulk and Clint retired again, their daughters are all grown up with children of their own. In their defence, they didn’t realize that their parents’ time fuckery and infinity stone usage would pass onto the newest generation, leaving them with six superpowered girls, each with the power of an Infinity Stone. And they certainly never expected the girls, the self proclaimed New Avengers, to decide to fix the mistakes that their grandparents made, starting back at the very beginning, with the Battle of Manhattan. And no, you can’t ask about their dad, thank you.

Name: Betsy Walker

Title: Chasing Shadows

Faceclaim: Amanda Seyfried

Love Interest: Sam Wilson & Bucky Barnes

Name: Bianca Davis

Title: The American Dream

Faceclaim:  Kat McNamara

Love interest: Steve Rogers

Summary: Being 26, in Washington DC, and working at the Smithsonian Museum of Air and Space wasn’t exactly where Bianca ever imagined herself, but it’s a pretty fun gig, and a great stepping stone to becoming a Smithsonian Curator.  And she gets to work in the Captain America exhibit, which has always been a fascination of hers.  Twenty six and working a good job in her field of studies is more than most recent graduates can say, but her life is still completely mundane–until the day Steve Rogers walks into her exhibit for the first time.

Name: Brinley Brant

Title: Because I Could Not Stop For Death (He Kindly Stopped For Me)

Faceclaim:  Lili Reinhart

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Summary: There had been four Brant sisters, once.  Beatrice and Bridget, twins and completely inseparable; Betty, the oldest, brightest, best; and Brinley, the middle child, overlooked, and Betty’s biggest fan.  And then, the decimation.  Three sisters and their father waiting by the door for Betty to come home, to tell them she was alright and laugh about them worrying.  But she never did.  With a dead sister and a dying mother, it fell to Brinley to fill the gap.  Day by day she became more and more like her sister, no longer able to differentiate between her reflection and Betty’s pictures, until one day she woke up and realized that she was a whole year older than Betty would ever get to be.  And then the Avengers reversed the blip, and when the doorbell rang, Betty had finally come home.

Name: Brynhilde Parkerdottir

Title: The Final Countdown

Faceclaim: Jenny Boyd

Summary: Years after the final battle against Thanos; after Tony and Natasha died and Steve stayed in the past, after Bruce became Professor Hulk and Clint retired again, their daughters are all grown up with children of their own. In their defence, they didn’t realize that their parents’ time fuckery and infinity stone usage would pass onto the newest generation, leaving them with six superpowered girls, each with the power of an Infinity Stone. And they certainly never expected the girls, the self proclaimed New Avengers, to decide to fix the mistakes that their grandparents made, starting back at the very beginning, with the Battle of Manhattan. And no, you can’t ask about their dad, thank you.

Name: Brynn Bates

Title: Dust To Dust

Faceclaim: Erin Moriarty

Name: Calypso Lokidottir

Title: This Is Your Kingdom

Faceclaim:  Emilia Clarke

Love Interest: Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes

Summary: Calypso “Callie” Laurens had always known that she wasn’t normal, no one had ever tried to spare her from that truth. With her silver-white hair, her fondness for “renaissance fair” dresses, and her Shakespearean speech, it would have been impossible for her to not know that she was strange. What she didn’t know was that her name wasn’t Calypso Laurens, but rather Calypso Lokidottir, princess of Asgard and daughter of Loki. But, when a strange hammer shows up in her town, one that only she can lift, Calypso is about to learn everything that Odin never wanted her to know, including why she was cast away to Midgard in the first place.

Name: Constance Osborn

Title: Rise Above

Fandom: The Amazing Spider-Man

Faceclaim:  Lily Collins

Summary: At five years old, Constance Conwell lost her mother.  Suicide, she was told; her fault, the note said.  She never knew the details, but the men in the suits read her the note, made sure she knew just how much her mother had hated her — so much that she chose death over her daughter. It hadn’t made sense, her mother had always seemed so happy to spend time with her daughter, but the note said otherwise.  So Constance was packed up and moved to New York, where she met Norman Osborn — the cold man with empty eyes who was apparently her father — and Harry Osborn — with his warm hugs and soft eyes and endless excitement to have a little sister.  Harry, with his best friend Peter; Peter who had also just lost his parents, and Harry, who always knew when she needed to be distracted and when she just needed someone to sit with her.  At five years old, Constance Conwell lost her mother, and Constance Osborn found her brother.

At eleven years old, Constance Osborn lost her best friend.  Boarding school, her father had explained, packing Constance and Harry into the private jet and sending them to Europe. But they both knew the truth; Norman just didn’t want them.  So they went — first to England, then France, then Switzerland, and so on so forth as various disciplinary infractions kept them shuffling between schools.  With no Peter Parker, with no best friend to keep them in line, the Osborns fell apart faster than the tabloids could keep up with.  At eleven years old, Constance Osborn lost her best friend.  She never found another.

At sixteen years old, Constance Osborn loses herself.  Only a few months out from graduation, her dad asks to see her — the first time he’s asked to see her since she moved in — and she flies back to New York for a couple of weeks.  But whatever cautious optimism she’d harboured for a touching family reunion was crushed almost as soon as she saw what she’d come home to.  A city on the verge of destruction, a father who was losing what little was left of his sanity, a world of heroes and villains that left no one unscarred.  At sixteen years old, Constance Osborn loses herself.  She’s not sure who she found.

Name: Cora Royce

Title: Stars Defied

Faceclaim: Willa Holland

Love Interest: Sam Wilson; eventual poly Sam x Bucky in TFATWS

Summary: In 2011, Cora Royce’s parents went to New Mexico for a week’s holiday; some aliens invaded, and they never made it home.  In 2012, the same aliens invade, and Cora almost loses her brother.  When Orion insists on taking her to work with him “for her safety”, Cora expects a boring day at the main office of the family company, she doesn’t expect to find out that her brother has a second life as a spy-archer-assassin for a top secret government agency founded by Cora’s personal hero, Peggy Carter herself.  She also doesn’t expect to find out that her parents were part of the agency themselves, and that their holiday in New Mexico was part of a mission to stop the very alien-god who killed them.  And she definitely didn’t expect to find herself on an invisible flying battleship with her pseudo-uncle Tony Stark — sorry, Iron Man — and an apparently not-dead Captain America.  

Cora is under strict orders from Orion to stay in the lab where Tony can protect her, but when everything goes to shit, Cora can’t just stay on the sidelines.  She may not be a superhero, but she’s Royce, and there is nothing that could stop her from protecting the last of her family.

Name: Cordelia

Title: I Was In The Darkness (So Darkness I Became)

Face claim:  Alycia Debnam-Carey

Name: Courtney Lang

Title: The Cost Of Legacy

Faceclaim: Willa Fitzgerald

Summary:  Courtney Lang loved her dad, she really did. Sure, he did some illegal business and was in jail for a while, but hey, nobody’s perfect.  But when he got back from jail, everything changed.  He was keeping secrets, avoiding her, lying to her, but it all made sense when she learned that he was actually a superhero.  But then he went rogue, got put under house arrest, and broke said house arrest with less than a day until his time was up.  Still, she could handle all of that, until half of all living things disappeared, and her father along with them.

Name: Danni Stark

Title: Fated

Faceclaim:  Lily Collins

Love Interest: Steve Rogers, possibly poly Stucky

Summary: 1942.  The United States Of America has finally joined the war.  Danielle Stark becomes a war correspondent and, with some help from her older brother, becomes the official liaison to the Howling Commandos.  As the history books will tell, Danni and Peggy Carter were as inseparable behind the scenes as Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes were on the battlefield.  And as the history books won’t tell, Danni Stark fell in love on the front lines, with both Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes.  And then, Bucky fell from a train and Steve crashed his plane, and Danni found herself alone.

1945.  The war is over.  Everyone goes home.  Unsure of what to do with herself, Danni ends up in New York, helping Peggy and Howard to found SHIELD.  For several years, Danni juggles her work as a reporter with her secret life as a SHIELD agent, until Howard finds something in the arctic.  With the new powers of the tesseract at his fingertips, Howard finally decides to try a new version of Project Rebirth, and Danni is the first to offer herself as a volunteer.  But as soon as he sees the powers that the cube gave his sister, Howard files the project away, destroying all evidence that it had ever happened, and Danni keeps her newly developed powers a secret from everyone except for Howard, Peggy, and Edwin Jarvis.

2012.  A new war brews on the horizon.  Danni has been off the grid for decades — after all, she’s hardly eager to explain why she still looks twenty-five rather than ninety-five.  As far as most of the world knows, she died shortly after her brother; quietly and peacefully, a very private affair.  The only person who still knows she’s alive is her nephew, Tony Stark, with whom she is in regular contact.  But even Tony has never tried to convince her to come out of the shadows — not until he shakes her entire world with a single line on a voicemail; “Steve is alive, he’s at SHIELD.”  And Danni Stark knows that it’s time to return to the world she’d long since left behind.

Name: Diana Moore

Title: The Long Game

Faceclaim:  Hailee Steinfeld

Love interest: Peter Parker

Summary: You would have to be an idiot to not realize that Peter Parker is Spiderman.  Well, Diana might go to a school for geniuses, but clearly they’re all idiots because no one else seems to have figured it out. Well, that’s fine, that makes it easier to keep the whole Secret Identity Thing a secret.  And if there’s one thing that Diana Moore is good at, it’s keeping a secret - or it was, until she and the rest of her Acadec team nearly die in DC.  Now it’s personal, and whether he likes it or not, Diana is going to do whatever it takes to help Peter Parker save the world.

Name: Dominique Barton

Title: Life Goes On

Faceclaim: Emily Rudd

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Name: Dorothy Madison

Title: Somewhere Over The Rainbow

Faceclaim:  Keira Knightley

Love Interest: Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes

Summary: Dorothy Madison, Bucky Barnes, and Steve Rogers had been inseparable for most of their lives. Four years her senior, the boys had already been best friends for years before they met the small girl on her first day of kindergarten and immediately got into a fight with her first bully. From then on it was much of the same; Steve getting into fights, Bucky either joining him or pulling him out, and Dorothy keeping them out of trouble.

The years passed quickly, and she found herself falling in love with both of her best friends. But before she figured out what to do about that, the war made its way to their door. Bucky got drafted and, during their last night together, Steve got himself enlisted.

Well, no way was Dorothy letting her boys go to war without her. She quickly found a place for herself within the Office of Strategic Services, and soon found herself put in charge of the Howling Commandos. Finally, everything was right again; Steve was rushing head first into danger with Bucky as his right hand, and Dorothy struggling to keep her boys alive.

Name: Eir Odinsdottir

Title: See No Evil

Faceclaim: Maisie Williams

Summary: Once, Eir Odinsdottir had been the princess of Asgard; Odin’s youngest child, and only daughter, and beloved by her brothers and their kingdom.  But Eir was also a seer.  She could see things that had happened, things that were happening, and things that had not yet happened.  And one day, she saw the truth about her family: the older sister long since cast away, the secret behind her brother’s parentage, and the dark and bloody truth behind her father’s reign.  And so, Odin exiled her.  Eir spent years travelling the nine realms, longing for home, before finally seeing her brothers on Midgard, so to Midgard she goes.

Name: Elena Barnes

Title: Balancing The Score

Faceclaim:  Kaya Scodelario

Summary:  Imagine a weapon who has all the skills of the Asset, but without the memories.  No need to wipe and start over, no questions, only loyalty to Hydra. Enter Elena Barnes.  Bred by Hydra to serve that purpose, they truly believed that they had created the perfect weapon.  But, compliant as she seemed, Elena watched the torture that her father suffered, and anger lived within her veins.  After the Battle of Manhattan, she finds herself out in the world with instructions to bring back Loki’s staff, but instead, she disappears.  Goes off the grid and dedicates herself to learning the truth about herself and her father, until one day she’s at a museum and meets the one person who can truly answer all of her questions.

Name: Elia Patel

Title: Eclipsed Sun

Faceclaim:  Summer Bishil

Love Interest: Tony Stark

Name: Elizabeth Banner-Parker

Title: The Final Countdown

Faceclaim: Natalia Dyer

Summary: Years after the final battle against Thanos; after Tony and Natasha died and Steve stayed in the past, after Bruce became Professor Hulk and Clint retired again, their daughters are all grown up with children of their own. In their defence, they didn’t realize that their parents’ time fuckery and infinity stone usage would pass onto the newest generation, leaving them with six superpowered girls, each with the power of an Infinity Stone. And they certainly never expected the girls, the self proclaimed New Avengers, to decide to fix the mistakes that their grandparents made, starting back at the very beginning, with the Battle of Manhattan. And no, you can’t ask about their dad, thank you.

Name: Elizabeth Barton

Title: Walking The Tightrope

Faceclaim: Emma Watson

Love Interest: Tony Stark

Summary: Elizabeth Barton has been working for SHIELD since she was sixteen; since she and her big brother had been recruited out of the circus.  No mission ever phased the ex tightrope walker, nothing ever compared to the thrill and danger of walking on a wire, over 20 feet in the air.  Even her elite task force with Clint and Natasha - Silver Swan, Hawkeye, and Black Widow - paled in comparison.  But then Tony Stark becomes Iron Man, Liz is assigned to get to know the man behind the mask, and suddenly she feels like she’s sixteen and walking the tightrope again.

Name:  Eleanor “Ellie” Coulson

Title: Reinvention

Faceclaim:  Sabrina Carpenter

Love interest: Peter Parker

Summary: There are some facts in life that are simply unavoidable. “If your father is one of SHIELD’s top agents, and your mother is out of the picture, you will be raised as a SHIELD agent from before you can walk” is one of them.  Eleanor Coulson has spent her entire life as an agent in training, and she happens to be very good at it.  But when SHIELD is revealed to be Hydra, and her dad is charged with rebuilding the entire organization, Ellie is faced with her most challenging mission yet. High school.

Name: Elsie Carter

Title: Travelling Soldier

Faceclaim: Daisy Ridley

Love Interest: Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes

Summary: Even before her sister joined the army, Eloise Carter knew that she was always going to be second best.  Still, that wasn’t going to stop her from helping in the war herself - so Elsie became a nurse.  She loved her job, despite the heartbreak that came with every life she failed to save, but she couldn’t have been less thrilled to suddenly find herself assigned to her sister’s troops.  At least until she was put in charge of the recently rescued James Barnes.  She soon learned that James was never without Steve Rogers, Captain America himself, and suddenly her transfer seemed a little less awful.  But they were soldiers, and Elsie couldn’t do anything more than wait for them to return from every fight, praying each time that they would make it back.

Name: Erna Bragidottir

Title: Speak No Evil

Faceclaim:  Gal Gadot

Love interest: Thor & Steve Rogers

Summary: When Hela massacred the Valkyrie, only two survived; Brunhilde and Erna. But Odin wasn't going to risk anyone learning the truth about his bloody history, and was quick to exile them both.  One minute, Erna was trying to say goodbye to her best friend, her sister, and the next she was waking up on Midgard, surrounded by a group who called themselves the Howling Commandos, apparently in the middle of the planet's biggest war.  The Valkyrie may have been slaughtered, and she may have been exiled from Asgard, but Erna is, and will always be, a Valkyrie and she is going to fight for her new home.

Name: Evelyn Rogers

Title: Long Story Short

Faceclaim:  Katie Cassidy

Love Interest: Bruce Banner

Summary: Having lost her father to the Great War, her mother to tuberculosis, and her boyfriend to the draft, Evelyn Rogers was not going to lose her brother too.  So when he signs up for something called the Erskine Program, she refuses to sit back and wait for him to come home.  When Steve becomes the world’s first superhero, the new poster boy for war relief efforts, Evelyn’s name is at the top of the list for his chorus girls, and she follows him all the way to the war.  And when they find out that Bucky as his battalion have been captured, she follows him all the way to the front line — and into Johann Schmidt’s grasp.  She doesn’t follow him back.

When Steve Rogers forms the Howling Commandos, he has one mission in mind.  Wipe HYDRA off the board, and bring Evelyn home.  When he finally finds her, on a train with Armin Zola, she has no memory of anything since reaching the HYDRA base. Still recovering from her time with HYDRA, and from losing her first love, Evelyn is unable to follow Steve into his final confrontation with Schmidt.  And Steve goes into the ice.

Evelyn returns to New York with Howard Stark and Peggy Carter, with a hole in her heart and no bodies to lay to rest.  Desperate to find some sort of peace, she throws herself into searching for the bodies of the only two Howling Commandos not to make it home.  After months of searching, Evelyn finds a lead on Bucky, and is never seen again.

Until, 70 years later, she shows up on Nick Fury’s doorstep.  No older than the day she disappeared, with no memory of anything after her brother’s plane hit the ice, Evelyn Rogers follows her brother into a new century.

Name: Ezra Barton

Title: Vortex

Faceclaim:  Jennifer Lawrence

Name: Francine Barton-Parker

Title: The Final Countdown

Faceclaim: Emily Rudd

Summary: Years after the final battle against Thanos; after Tony and Natasha died and Steve stayed in the past, after Bruce became Professor Hulk and Clint retired again, their daughters are all grown up with children of their own. In their defence, they didn’t realize that their parents’ time fuckery and infinity stone usage would pass onto the newest generation, leaving them with six superpowered girls, each with the power of an Infinity Stone. And they certainly never expected the girls, the self proclaimed New Avengers, to decide to fix the mistakes that their grandparents made, starting back at the very beginning, with the Battle of Manhattan. And no, you can’t ask about their dad, thank you.

Name: Freya Thordottir

Title: Like Catching Lightning

Faceclaim: Jenny Boyd

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Name: Grace Osborn

Title: Bound In Secrets

Faceclaim: Camila Mendes

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Summary: Once upon a time, Grace Osborn had it all.  She was the prized princess of the Osborn family, she had a wonderful older brother, and she was her parents’ pride and joy.  And then Norman Osborn found out that her mother had been lying for thirteen years and Grace wasn’t his daughter, only a lie to force him into marriage.  In order to keep the scandal quiet, Norman quickly sent Grace away to boarding school in England; out of sight, out of mind.  That was three years ago.  Now, Norman is dead and Harry is in charge, and he has only one priority.  Bring his baby sister home.

Name: Grayson Frost

Title: Fear No Evil

Faceclaim: Dylan Sprayberry

Love Interest: Kassandra Maximoff

Name: Ilya Romanova

Title: Fatale

Faceclaim:  Holland Roden

Love Interest: Bucky Barnes

Summary: Once, the Red Room had trained dozens of girls, with the Romanova sisters as their greatest success.  Natalia, the Black Widow, was a prodigy in everything she did, and her sister Ilya was close behind.  But when Natalia defected, Ilya was quick to rise up and fill the hole her sister left.  She left a bloodstained legacy unlike any other, earning the title of Red Widow and thriving under солдат’s personal training.  So when Hydra sought her gifts, looking to raise her up from student to mission partner, they complied, and the Widow became the Banshee.  

сирена met every one of their expectations with ease, and it was no question that she would be their first miracle; developing powers to match her name.  For decades, солдат and сирена worked as a perfect unit, carrying out Hydra’s vision on a global scale.  But when the assassination of Nick Fury goes awry, the partners find themselves face to face with ghosts of pasts they don’t remember, and everything Hydra has built threatens to fall apart.

Name: Irina Drakov

Title: Shadow

Faceclaim:  Mila Kunis

Name: Jameson Barrett | марионетка

Title: Til The End Of The Line

Faceclaim: Dove Cameron

Love Interest: Stefania Raine

Summary: Under the scars, white hair, and leather ensemble, Stefania Raine recognized Jameson Barrett — the very best friend she thought to have seen die two years prior, when aliens invaded New York. But for the other girl, Jameson Barrett was buried deeper; she only ever remembered being марионетка, The Puppet, and being sent there with The Soldier to end Nicholas Fury’s life.

In the middle of the chaos, Stefania lost sight of her best friend, but refused to let the girl go again — even if that meant teaming up with a recently un-brainwashed soldier to find her.

With a faulting memory and unbalanced emotions, Jameson knew that accepting that she used to have a name wasn’t enough of a step to becoming a functional person. So, when she runs into the man from the bridge, from the helicarriers — the man who refused to fight — and he asks for her help in finding her ex-partner and the closest thing she had to a friend, she doesn’t say no.

Name: Jamie Carter-Rogers

Title: Out Of Time

Faceclaim: Margot Robbie

Love Interest: Sam Wilson & Bucky Barnes

Summary: Everybody knows that everybody dies, and nobody knows it like Jamie Rogers.  She was raised on war stories, stories about her long dead namesake, and her dad’s stories of another world.  A world of aliens and superheroes, of pain and hope, stories of how half of its universe died, and of the ones who gave everything to avenge it.  But when Jamie touches the strange crack on her wall and finds herself in New York City, in an alien invasion, in 2012, she realizes that her dad’s other world is not only real, but is the world he comes from, and every single story she heard was true.  Everybody knows that everybody dies.  But not every day.  So, trapped in a world where she was never born, with no way to go home, and knowing exactly what the universe has in store for earth’s mightiest heroes, Jamie makes a promise to herself.  Just this once, everybody lives.

Name: Jason Grant

Title: When Tomorrow Comes

Faceclaim: Tyler Hoechlin

Name: Jordan Jameson

Title: Unwritten

Faceclaim: Margaret Qualley

Name: Justine “JB” Barnes

Title: Lost

Faceclaim:  Kathryn Newton

Name: Kara Helasdottir

Title: The Memories Are Gone (The Aftershocks Live On)

Faceclaim: Emma Dumont

Name: Kassandra Maximoff

Title: Fear No Evil

Faceclaim: Danielle Rose Russell

Love Interest: Grayson Frost

Summary: Kassandra Maximoff was no stranger to fear; she’d been afraid ever since her parents were killed by a Stark bomb, since she spent those days hiding with her siblings, wondering if any moment might be her last, waiting for Tony Stark to kill her too. So when Strucker offered she and her siblings the opportunity to be strong, to protect their country, to not be afraid, they took it. By the time they found out he was HYDRA, it was too late to escape. The siblings spent months being tortured, knowing exactly what would come if they defected. Kassandra had long since accepted her fate, had long since given up hope. And then the Avengers break into their facility.

Name: Katarina Amelia Aliano

Title: Skyscraper

AO3 | FFNET | WATTPAD

Faceclaim:  Sophie Turner & Summer Fontana

Love Interest: Harley Keener; possible Harley & Peter

Summary: Child genius turned orphan, Katarina was counting on her own hacking skills to keep her under the radar.  And they do, until she gets caught hacking into Stark industries, looking for answers regarding the aliens that killed her parents in New York, and suddenly she’s not just on a radar, she’s on Tony Stark’s radar.  When he decides to take her in, no one expects it to go well, but she soon makes a place for herself on the team and in their hearts.  She’s not a superhero, far from it, but she’s a hero in her own right, and nothing comes between Katarina and her family; not her biological family, and definitely not the weird group of misfits and gods that she calls her own.

Name: Kathleen Swanson

Title: Ghost Of You

Faceclaim: Claire Holt

Name: Katie Dean

Title: Renegades

Fandom: Runaways

Faceclaim: Meg Donnelly

Love Interest: Chase Stein

Summary: Katrina Dean was, all things considered, relatively happy with her life.  She had her church, cheerleading, choir, and her sister, what more could she want?  Or so she thought, at least, until Karolina’s friends discovered the truth about PRIDE, and Karolina discovered the truth about their bracelets.  And as much as Katie would love to pretend that nothing had changed, as much as she would love to keep living her perfect life, she knows that’s not an option anymore.  And so Katie and Karolina run away.

Name: Kennedy Keener

Title: True North

Faceclaim: Sophia Lillis & Abbey Cowen

Name: Lara Rogers | призрак

Title: Death Defied

Faceclaim:  Lyndsy Fonseca

Love interest: Bucky Barnes

Summary: No one told Steve that his DNA was going to be used to breed a new super soldier - or that it was going to fail.  No one told him that a civilian, Angie Martinelli, was going to give birth to his son, Caleb Rogers, or that Caleb wouldn’t be a super soldier.  No one told him that Caleb was going to have a daughter, Lara, and absolutely no one told him that on her fifth birthday, his granddaughter was going to be kidnapped by Hydra, turned into a super soldier, frozen over and over again, tortured and brainwashed endlessly, and eventually get partnered with the Winter Soldier.  But suddenly he’s in the future, suddenly he’s fought aliens, and suddenly солдат and призрак - the Soldier and the Ghost, Bucky and Lara - are attacking Nick Fury in the middle of DC. Suddenly Steve is on the run with Natasha, suddenly they’re in a Hydra facility underneath a bunker, and suddenly the computerized ghost of Arnim Zola is telling them everything.  And while it feels sudden to Steve, Project Insight and its enforcers have been seventy years in the making, and no matter how much he wants to cling to the last remains of his family, they might be beyond saving.

Name: Lavinia

Title: Untitled

Faceclaim: Lindsey Morgan

Love Interest: Peter Quill

Name: Lillian Rogers

Title: To The End Of The World

Faceclaim: Ali Liebert (in Bomb Girls)

Love Interest: Bucky Barnes

Summary: Lili Rogers would do anything for her brother.  Lie and steal to get his medication, agree not to flirt with his best friend despite her eternal crush, even fake her way into the US army.  Of course, it didn’t take long before someone figured out that Liam Rogers was actually Lillian Rogers; but thankfully she was found out by Peggy Carter, who quickly hired her as her secretary and liason to the Howling Commandos.  Lili honestly couldn’t have cared less, until she found out that the elite force was led by none other than her brother - who had somehow doubled in size - with the love of her life as his right hand man.

Name: Lisbeth Dugan

Title: Spider Web

Faceclaim:  Madelaine Petsch

Name: Lorraine Gillespie

Title: Dying Day

Faceclaim:  Tuppence Middleton

Name: Lucy Pierce

Title: Heaven Or Hell

Faceclaim: Vanessa Kirby

Love Interest: Bucky Barnes & Steve Rogers

Summary: Bought from the Red Room by Hydra, Lukeriya Turgenev found herself becoming Lucy Pierce when she was forced to marry the head of Hydra, Alexander Pierce himself.  A tortured doll reprogrammed to be a perfect weapon and model wife, freedom had always been a foreign concept to Lucy.  At least it was, until a failed assassination put she and Yasha – James – The Soldier – face to face with Captain America and Lucy’s former sister and rival, Natasha Romanov.

Name: Lydia Cabot-Stark

Title: Right Down The Line (It’s Been You And Me)

Faceclaim: Blake Lively

Love Interest: Tony Stark

Name: Marina Kovol

Title: Clockwork

Faceclaim:  Emily Bett Rickards

Name: Mia Pierce

Title: (I’ve Got) No Strings On Me

Faceclaim:  Troian Bellisario

Love interest: Pietro Maximoff

Summary:  Mia Pierce has been raised as a Hydra pawn since the day she was born. Her father, Alexander Pierce, believed that she was the future of Hydra, someone that they could teach to worship the organization without brainwashing, that could be raised as a public figure and eventually positioned in whichever political office they needed her in.  But Mia was too curious for her own good, asked too many questions, and tried to tell too many secrets, and so she was punished, and forced to comply. But after her father died, and Winter escaped, the Avengers broke into her latest facility, and suddenly Mia is free for the first time in her life.

Name: Millie Quill

Title: Untitled

Faceclaim: Eliza Taylor

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Essays in Existentialism: Rivals II

Previously on Rivals

There really wasn’t anything to be nervous about. Why should she be nervous when she’d already spent two nights in the same bed as a complete stranger and player for the opposite team. That was weird, but going on a date was incredibly normal. It was the most normal part of the timeline of their entire flirtation, and yet, Clarke was slightly antsy. 

The nerves might have stemmed from the lying. 

It wasn’t really mentioned when her friends asked her what her plans were for the weekend. Vaguely, she insisted that there was some family stuff she had to do and kept out of the conversations about meeting up, much to the dismay of a few voices. But the lies were made easier by the proximity to winter break. If she told them what she was really doing, she’d never hear the end of it from Octavia, and that was a fight she didn’t want to have. She’d never get over Bellamy’s sad eyes. She’d have to listen to Raven rail about this and that, and why not avoid it if she could?

In the end, lying felt right and easy and when everyone gave up trying to figure out when she’d be able to do something, instead chalking it up to a complete family weekend, she relaxed. 

Maybe her nerves stemmed from the intensive dive into Lexa’s scant social media presence, strictly for science. 

The very night she got home from the state championship trip, she laid in her bed and did the only normal thing she could think of doing-- looking into a certain Lexa Woods, all while texting the star kicker deep into the night. 

And though she didn’t find much, she did see that Lexa was too cute and it was going to be a problem. Candids taken by friends of her in weird positions, reading. With glasses. Adorable glasses. Pictures hiking with her family. Camping with her little brother. Volunteering at the Special Olympics. Record shopping. Camping. Running. Biking. Studying film. Dressed up for a family wedding. 

It spanned her entire high school life, and Clarke learned that she was an outdoorsy person who seemed too good to be true. She had a crush on a stranger she slept with-- twice. 

Yes, that was where her nerves came from, Clarke decided as she heard the doorbell chime downstairs before she gave herself a once over in the mirror while taking a deep breath. There was nothing to be nervous about, she chanted. 

Except it’d been two weeks of almost non-stop texting and Lexa was funny and nice and sweet and a nagging part of her brain couldn’t let Clarke believe that this girl was real. 

“I’m coming!” Clarke yelled down the steps as she hurried to the bathroom and quickly sprayed a dash of perfume from the tiny, expensive bottle her dad got her for her birthday. 

She heard the rumble of voices downstairs and tried not to think of how embarrassing her father could possibly be. In record time she snagged her coat and phone, pocketing and tugging on as she hustled down the steps. 

But handling it well enough, Lexa stood there, in Clarke’s house, in the flesh, real, alive, and in-person. Red letterman jacket folded over her arm, she stood there and listened intently to Jake Griffin talk about something before catching her date’s eye and smiling. 

“I will have to check that movie out, Mr. Griffin,” Lexa nodded, tearing herself away from Clarke. “Thank you for the suggestion.” 

“Okay, we’re heading out, Dad,” Clarke interrupted before he could start talking about something else. “I’ll be home later.” 

“Not giving me much time to embarrass you, honey,” he chided as she leaned up to kiss his cheek. “I got distracted talking about movies.” 

“An easy way to avert him. Nice work, Twelve.”

Lexa smiled quickly as Clarke came to stand beside her. 

“I do want to hear some embarrassing things though. I’m sure we have ti--”

“Okay, we’re off,” she cut off the thought. 

“It was nice to meet you, Mr. Griffin,” Lexa stuck out her hand and shook Jake’s. “I’ll let you know what I think of that film. I’m always looking for new favorites.” 

“You won’t be disappoint,” he smiled, surprised by the action as she shook her hand. “Home by twelve at the latest.” 

“What about one?” Clarke tried. 

“Actually, I have to be home by eleven,” Lexa offered. “So unless you plan on bailing…” 

“You know, eleven sounds so much better to me,” Jake grinned and looked at his daughter expectantly. 

With a shake of her head and sigh, Clarke moved toward the door, Lexa trailing behind her and shrugging on her coat as the moved out into the cold. The patriarch of the small family stood behind the glass and watched them hurry to hop into the still-running car in the driveway. It wasn’t that he truly trusted anyone that took his daughter out on a date, but something about Lexa seemed okay enough for him to not worry as much, which was surprising for someone with a letterman jacket. 

But he waved as they pulled out into the street and he smiled, the faint remnant of the perfume he bought for his daughter for her last birthday still lingering on the stairs. 

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As much as she told herself that she wasn’t nervous, that it was pointless to worry about it, that Clarke obviously liked her enough to make out with her in a hotel bed, twice, Lexa still felt a little nervous about their first official date. She did a valiant job in pretending though. 

But then she saw Clarke and she relaxed, despite the fact that her heartbeat picked up by about half. It was baffling and she wasn’t sure what it meant, but she didn’t waste any time thinking about it too hard. 

“I can’t believe I’ve never been here before,” Lexa smiled as they pulled up to the museum parking lot. “My brother has a thing for museums.” 

“Now I get to spoil it for you so when he drags you here eventually, it’ll be old news.” 

“You know, you haven’t insulted me once since I picked you up.” 

“Can’t let them go to your head,” Clarke grinned and waited, sticking her hand out for her date to grab so she could lead her into one of her favorite places in town. “Your ego is already monstrous after winning a championship.” 

“Did you know I get a ring and everything? The lunch lady gave me an extra cookie the other day, too.” 

“What a life you lead. And here I am, taking up your time when you could be basking in the glow of being the city’s golden child.” 

“Not this town,” she murmured, feeling slightly out of place in her jacket. 

“Don’t sweat it. You’re with me, Woods.” 

It was a baseless sentence and in no way did Lexa imagine that Clarke ran her town, but there was something to her confidence and ease that made her want to believe it without question. Clarke was easy that way-- just constantly moving and pushing and remaining undaunted, it felt like. Through their late night chats, she’d learned that Clarke really figured out that she didn’t like a lot of who she was over the past few years, and was restarting, with purpose. 

Lexa wasn’t sure what it all meant, just that Clarke was honest and fun, she was unpredictable and passionate, and most importantly, she was fiercely independent.

Somewhere between the paintings of the boats and the ones that were just lines, Lexa felt Clarke’s chin on her shoulder and the proximity of their bodies as they walked through the massive rooms, perusing and joking, appreciating and debating, predominantly disappearing into themselves without a care for anyone else in the place. 

Somewhere between the busts and the installation art, Lexa kissed Clarke’s cheek and held her hand a little tighter, occasionally pulling her own behind her back to pull Clarke closer to her side. 

And at the end of the night, after dropping Clarke off and getting a kiss for her troubles, Lexa smiled and replayed the entire date in her head on the drive home. 

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Despite the normal festivities of the holiday season combined with winning a championship and having many more friend obligations to attend with, Lexa ignored what she could and spent her most of her break driving back and forth to the rival town to see a certain cheerleader who like to kiss her and sometimes slip her hand up her shirt. And she liked returning the favor, hence the driving and hosting. 

But between the family and the girl and break homework, Lexa was sure to spend time preparing for her soccer season. That was a point she made because she sure as hell wasn’t going to only get scholarship options for one season in a sport she didn’t truly love. 

There was a schedule and Clarke fit into it all, much to Lexa’s relief. 

“You have to head home soon,” Clarke whispered, though her lips moved to capture the kicker’s once again. 

“I can push my luck a little bit. Your dad likes me.” 

The scoff was cut off by a low moan as Lexa let her hands get a little more brazen than they’d been before. She was fueled by the fact that they were busy and school was starting again and she wouldn’t know how long until she’d see Clarke again. That and the delectable little noises coming from beneath her. 

“You should leave, before I make you stay.” 

Lexa smiled against Clarke’s neck and bit there before pushing her thigh harder into her center, earning a shift of hips. Fingertips dug into her neck and she sighed at the sensation. She wanted more time. She wanted to pause everything. 

“You feel so good,” Lexa whispered. 

“We should see each other again.” 

“I’d like that.” 

“You’ll let me know when you get your schedule for soccer?” 

“You’ll be the first to know. I’d like my own cheerleader,” Lexa smiled, kissing toward chest. “And as my girlfriend, you get the perks of wearing my jacket and old jersey whenever you’d like.” 

“Girlfriend, eh?” Clarke adjusted so that Lexa hovered over her. She cocked her head and smiled before pushing hair away from her eyes. She loved Lexa’s green, and how deep and expressive they were if you were smart enough to pay attention. 

“Yeah, well. If the letterman fits.” 

“I do look cute in it,” she shrugged, smiling enough with a dimple and all. 

“Much better than me.” 

“I can’t go wearing it at school. That’d be the end of me.” 

“I suppose we should talk about being star-crossed and such, since we’re heading back to the real world.” 

Clarke groaned a complaint and hugged Lexa toward her tighter. 

“What is there to talk about? My girlfriend goes to a different school.” 

“It’s adorable how you think it’ll be easy.”

“You’d be amazing at how good I am t being difficult.” 

Despite herself, Lexa chuckled and shook her head before kissing Clarke’s cheek and jaw and nose. She finally pushed herself away. 

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The fall out was… biblical, in a way that Clarke never fully expected. It seemed insanely trivial for her to develop a crush on a person that could develop so much ire from her entire world, but she bore the brunt of it with a flippant disregard to such ridiculous stigmas. 

The worst of it was Octavia, fiercely loyal to her team and her school and most importantly, her brother. The news worked its way through the friend group, debated and marvelled over for a few days before it became old news. It was a novelty and for a while Clarke fielded their questions and took their taunting well enough. 

It wasn’t until spring that Clarke finally blew up, lashing out at Bellamy, Octavia, Murphy, and a few others who were still bitter about their lost. It ended with her scolding their pitiful performance and childish behavior. It didn’t really help, but she certainly felt better. 

“Good job! Nice kick!” Clarke cheered from the bleachers amidst the large crowd in the waning evening light. 

“Oh now you’re a cheerleader,” Octavia rolled her eyes and scoffed from a few rows away. 

Clarke grit her teeth and shook her head before focusing back on the pitch as number twelve streaked down the field, maneuvering quickly through defenders. She shoved her hands into the pockets of the jacket for the opposing team and smelled a hint of Lexa on the collar still, vowing to give it back to her for a few days to get more of it back. 

Unsure of if the booing spurred her or the fact that her girlfriend was watching, but Lexa and her team won by a wide margin, which was gratifying to the singular fan in the audience. 

“Hey, Twelve, you looked good out there.” 

“Oh thanks. Just showing off a bit for you,” Lexa grinned, hanging on the railing of the bleachers as she watched her red jacket walk towards her. “Thanks for coming.” 

“Couldn’t miss it. Hottest seat in town.” 

“I have to get on the bus in a few…” 

“Can’t waste time then,” Clarke grinned, jumping off the final step and wrapping her arms around the sweaty soccer players neck. 

In a second, she was kissing her girlfriend and smiling, content with the glares she knew she’d be getting from the peanut gallery. 

“You should come over this weekend. There’s a great movie playing at the Local, and I could be persuaded to take you for dinner.” 

“Persuaded, huh?” 

“Mmhm,” she nodded, setting her girlfriend down.

“Do you want to meet my friends?” 

“I think I’ve met some of them,” Lexa looked at the gaggle that followed. “Hi.” 

“Guys, this is Lexa,” Clarke offered as she turned around and found the rest of the group. “Lex, this is Bellamy, his sister, Octavia, Raven, Murphy, Monty, and Madi.”

A small chorus of hellos greeted her as she lifted her hand awkwardly. 

“Sorry about making that field goal. I can honestly say I didn’t mean to, and it just kind of happened.”

The crowd relaxed slightly and mingled about with some small talk before the coach called and Lexa looked over her shoulder, realizing it was time to leave. 

“I’ll see you Saturday, if that’s okay?” Clarke asked, walking with Lexa toward the bus. 

“Did I do well enough with the friends to earn a date?” 

“You did. I do have to spend Friday with them though to make up for it, but yeah, I’d say you’re okay.” 

“Am I going to have to see them more?” 

“Definitely.” 

“Whatever works.”

“Here,” Clarke shrugged off the coat. “I need you to break this in again for me. I lost your smell.” 

“Can’t have it not smell like Ireland looks, I guess.” 

“Shut up.” 

With a shove and a kiss, Clarke pushed Lexa toward the bus.

[slytherinbarnes]

Sub Rosa [70]

xii. damocles, pt 1

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x reader

Word Count: 3.9k

Warnings: death, fighting, injuries, it's a war, baby. language, McCreary is an asshole, mentions of blood.

Summary: The war begins, but the victory that seemed within grasp at nightfall disappears as the new day dawns.

a/n: the season 5 finale is here!!! i can’t believe we’re already finishing up with s5 and will be starting s6 on friday! feels like I just started sharing season 1 with you guys a few weeks ago. regardless, it’s here, and the end of the show is approaching, so buckle up! the taglist for this series is open! I hope you enjoy, please let me know what you think!!!

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Just before dawn, the march begins.

You and Bellamy march at the front near Octavia, there to ensure that everything goes according to plan. No one says a word as you move from the desert into the rocky ravine that leads to the edge of the valley. Everyone is silent, in their own heads, working up the nerve to keep going and not run away from the war that grows closer with every step you take.

The sun is up in the sky by the time you reach a vantage point for the pillboxes, but it’s hidden behind clouds that sag with rain, waiting to fall. You and Bellamy crouch behind a rock, Octavia at your back, and peer through your scopes to the entrance into the valley, gaze landing on two small buildings on either side, buzzing with prisoners. Bellamy confirms the information is correct, and turns to pass it to Octavia. “Two pillboxes, just like Echo said.”

Not even a second later, you can hear the distant sound of gunfire, and you add, “That's our signal.”

You and Bellamy watch the prisoners evacuate the two pillboxes and head into the woods, towards the first entrance to reinforce their position. “It's working, they're moving out.”

As soon as Octavia has confirmation that everything is going according to plan, she turns to face Wonkru, pulling out her sword and lifting it into the air. Everyone acknowledges the signal and begins to march towards the valley, Octavia in the lead. You and Bellamy jump back into the group, just behind the Red Queen, and he reaches out to squeeze your hand in reassurance before the fight begins. You look over at him and smile, hoping you look less worried than you feel, and Bellamy gives you a strained smile in return. As you draw closer, Indra comes up behind you, looking between you and Bellamy, “You both did your best to stop this. In the end, if we have to fight, it's better to win.”

You both nod, and you get distracted when you see a young boy run past you to catch up with Octavia. You realize it’s Ethan, the boy that Madi beat in the arena, and you watch Octavia turn to him to say something. And just as soon as the words leave her mouth, everything goes to shit.

Looking back, you would have realized that everything was too quiet, gunshot no longer firing in the distance from the first position. You would have realized the hairs on the back of your neck and arms were raised, warning you before the danger struck. But in the moment, you notice none of that. Your focus is turned on Ethan and Octavia, and then seconds later, you watch as Ethan falls to the ground, a gunshot wound in the middle of his forehead. You instantly turn to look at Bellamy, and he’s already looking at you in alarm, grabbing your arm and leading you over to Octavia. He grabs her arm and pulls her behind a rock for cover, tugging you down beside her. “We should be covered.”

Octavia doesn't stay in place for long, but you barely register her turn and grab a gun from behind you. Instead, your focus is on the pillboxes nearby, and sending your bullets into them, hoping you’re taking some of the prisoners out. As you shoot, a high pitched whine pierces the air, and your stomach flips, immediately recognizing the sound as one of the big guns. Seconds later, your fears are confirmed when a blast hits the ground somewhere behind you, punctuated by screams of pain as it hits a group of people.

You hear Brell yell out, “Retreat! Back to the bunker!”

Octavia, however, immediately yells after her, “No! Advance! It's the only way!”

Bellamy grabs your arm again, and then his sister’s, pulling you both away from the danger. You move willingly, eager to survive the day and not die in a senseless war, but Octavia drags her feet, fighting her brother and slowing all three of you down. “O, it's the only way! We go back, and we find another-”

Bellamy never finishes his sentence, because all three of you get thrown through the air. One of the prisoners fires a blast cannon a few feet from the three of you, sending out a shockwave that sends all of you flying. The force of it knocks the air from your lungs, and just as you start to breathe again, you hit the ground hard, losing all the air in your body in one large rush. Your head cracks painfully against the ground, and you feel a sharp stab in your right shoulder. The pain floods your senses, making everything feel fuzzy, and seconds later, you pass out, everything fading to black.

-

Bellamy hangs on a post opposite of you, tied up the same way Finn was when he was going to be killed. You can see a collar around his neck, the skin beneath it dark and bruised, and blood drips from multiple places on his body; his face, his arms, his stomach. You can hear him struggling to breathe, and you think at least one of his ribs is broken, though you’re sure it’s more. And as you watch him, calling out to him, you see McCreary walk up beside him, giving you a sinister smile. “This is your fault, you know. You wished him down here on that shooting star, and the Universe listened. Lucky for me though, because I get to have a little fun with him.”

He flips the switch for Bellamy’s collar, and you watch as the man you love screams and shakes with pain. Tears stream down your face as you scream and tug on your restraints, “Stop it, you asshole, just stop! I’ll do anything you want me to, just stop!”

McCreary’s head cocks to the side, interested, and he turns off the collar. He walks over to you, to the pole you are tied to, and whispers, “Interesting. You know, they told me what the savages call you: Wanlida. They say it means Bringer of Death, and I guess I just want to test that theory.”

You feel dread wash over you, and he holds up a knife, your knife, right in front of your face. “Kill him.”

You balk, trying to back away from him despite the restraints around you. “No! Why would I even consider that?”

McCreary smiles, and holds up the controls for the shock collar in his other hand. “Because either you kill him, or I do. Death by your hand, or death by mine. But I know which will hurt more.”

You look at Bellamy in alarm, and his head lifts weakly towards you, eyes begging. “Please. Just like Atom. Please.”

You shake your head, and Bellamy keeps begging, tears streaming down his face, as McCreary watches. “You’ve never seen a shock collar on the highest setting before, have you? Well, neither have I, because the guards were banned from ever using it after they killed one of the prisoners on the first mission by cooking him alive. They said it was pretty gory, and that he felt every second of pain until the end.”

You glance back towards Bellamy, starting to shake and cry, and he nods his head, trying to get you to do it. “Please, natshana.”

His begging breaks your heart, and though every muscle in your body is telling you that it doesn't want to do this, your mind and your heart have mercy on your love, and you find yourself nodding your head at McCreary. “I’ll do it.”

His face splits into the biggest grin, and he cuts you loose with your knife, before holding it up with a serious expression. “If you try anything, you watch him die, slowly and painfully, before I pass you around this camp. When these prisoners are through with you, you’ll be begging for death, but I’ll never give it to you.”

You nod weakly, believing every word he says, and he presses the knife into your hand and steps out of your way. You pull yourself over to Bellamy, your body groaning with the movement, clearly just as injured as Bellamy is, before you finally come to a stop in front of your love. He’s weak, barely hanging onto life, and he uses what strength he has left to lift his head and look at you. “My radiant moon. It’s okay, it’s just like Atom. Just like Atom.”

Tears fall down your face as you look at him, lifting the knife to hover near his neck. “I love you, Bellamy Blake.”

“And I love you more than the stars. In this lifetime, and in the next.”

You whisper back, “Forever.”

And then you start to hum Clair de lune, tears falling down your face, nearly blinding you. You press the knife into his neck, and he winces for a second before blood starts to pour out of the wound, draining the life from his body. It rushes over your fingers and coats your hand, and you sob as you watch the love of your life take his last breath, dead by your hand. You drop to your knees, crying hard, and you feel someone snatch the knife from your hand before you’re restrained again, tied up at the feet of your lover. McCreary drops to his knees in front of you, smiling like a lunatic, and he mutters, “I didn’t think you’d ACTUALLY do it. Rather unfortunate for you, because I never had any intention of killing him.”

You freeze in place, your brain struggling to process the words. “What?”

“I wasn't going to kill him. I just wanted to see if you actually bring death wherever you go.” He laughs out loud, clearly enjoying this. “Looks like you do.”

You lunge towards him, intending to rip his throat out with your teeth, but you’re stopped before you make it close enough, knocked back with a sharp blow to your head. The force of it knocks you to the ground, your head pounding, the angle you’re in giving you the perfect view of Bellamy, sagging against his restraints, dead. The last thing you hear before the gunshot is the echo of words in your head, bouncing around, torturing you. Wanlida, Bringer of Death. Cursed. Threat to everyone she loves, including Bellamy Blake, who now lays dead.

-

You wake with a start, the movement shifting the injuries on your body, and you groan in pain, starting to reach up to touch your head. But before your hand moves an inch, a hand clamps down on your wrist, and Bellamy mutters, “Don't move.”

You force your body to pull your eyes open, coming face to face with Bellamy, relieved that he’s alive and okay, and the nightmare in your head isn’t real. Both of you are lying a few inches from each other, and you can see Octavia on the other side of him, watching you. “Bellamy, my head-”

You try to reach up again, but he cuts you off and holds you still. “Don’t move! They’re shooting anyone that moves. I have watched 15 people die in the last few hours. The second you move, you die.”

You whisper, “I understand.”

He releases your wrist, and he looks at your head the best he can without moving a muscle. “The bleeding’s stopped for now. In a few hours, when the sun goes down, we’ll move. Until then, we stay still as we can. We’ll check your injuries then.”

You nod your head and reach your hand out for his slowly, both of you side by side in the sand, holding hands. You stay like that for hours, through rainfall and gunfire, watching as people try to surrender and get shot down. You, Bellamy, and Octavia stay silent and frozen in place, watching as the sun sets and the stars rise up, the only light coming from the moonless sky. A spotlight passes over the gorge every few seconds, searching for movement, and after enough time has passed, Bellamy whispers to you and Octavia, “Okay, it's dark enough. Next time the light passes, we go.”

You watch the light get closer to you before it passes over each of your bodies, and as soon as it clears you, Bellamy whispers, “Okay, now!”

You all use your hands to push yourselves up, and you nearly cry out in pain at the tension that puts on your shoulder. But you don't have time to investigate, you just bite back your pain and run forward, following Bellamy and Octavia. The light starts to draw closer again and Bellamy whispers, “Get down!”

You all drop to the ground quickly, the ground shoving something deeper into your shoulder, and you bite down on your lip so hard it draws blood, trying anything to stay silent. After a second Bellamy whispers, “We're clear, come on!”

Octavia starts to run the wrong way, towards a rifle, and Bellamy turns to her in shock. “O, what are you doing?”

She drops behind a rock, propping up the weapon and aiming towards the pillboxes. “We'll never make it past those lights. Grab a rifle, there's one right there.”

“No! As soon as you pull that trigger, we're dead. Come on.”

Bellamy starts to drag her away, back on your original path, but as you move, someone reaches out and grabs your ankle. You call out to Bellamy, “Wait!”

The hand is sticking out from beneath a pile of bodies and you start to shove the bodies to the side, off of the person, as Bellamy and Octavia run over and help you. When you finally reach the hand, you see Indra looking up at you. “Indra!”

“Gaia's hit. It's bad.”

You crouch beside Indra, following her arm to where it is clasping onto Gaia’s leg in an attempt to slow the bleeding. Octavia whispers, “Are you hit, too?”

“No.”

“We have to get Gaia to Jackson. Come on, Indra.”

Octavia pulls Indra away from Gaia, revealing the bulletwound on her daughter’s thigh, and you immediately clamp your hand down onto the wound to slow the bleeding. Indra fights against Octavia, trying to reach out to her daughter again. “No, we can't move her. Wonkru will come back for us.”

You look at Bellamy and mutter, “We need to stop the bleeding.”

“Not here, we need cover.” He points over to a large wall of rocks nearby, making sure you all see it. “They won't see us behind those rocks.”

Just then, the light starts to draw close, and you all drop down, playing dead, until it passes over you. As soon as it’s gone, you help Bellamy sling Gaia over his shoulder, and you mutter, “Now! Run!”

You all take off towards the rock wall, dropping down behind its cover with a sigh of relief. Bellamy lays Gaia out again, and Indra holds her daughter in her arms as you kneel down and take a look at Gaia’s wound. It’s likely been bleeding for hours, a fact that starts to worry you, and you look around for a way to stop the bleeding as Bellamy whispers, “Even if we stop the bleeding, we'll never make it carrying her.”

“Save yourselves. I'm not leaving my daughter.”

You almost smile when you see the belt around your boyfriend's waist, and you reach out towards him, grabbing at the belt, and he looks at you in shock for a second before realizing what you’re doing. He pulls it off and hands it to you as Octavia backs up Indra, “Indra's right, they'll come back for us.”

Gaia’s eyes are closed and her voice is weak as she retorts, “Why are you doing this? A week ago, you threw us all in the pit.”

You pull the belt around Gaia’s thigh, above the wound, and yank it tight, hoping the makeshift tourniquet will work. Bellamy helps you secure it in place as Octavia stares down at the injured Flamekeeper. “A week ago, you were a traitor. Next week, you may be again. Right now, you're Wonkru.”

Bellamy, who is not buying it, quips, “She thinks when Wonkru comes back, you'll tell the followers of the Flame to follow her back through this gorge.”

You look up at him, brows furrowed together, realizing you must have missed a conversation when you were knocked out earlier. He shakes his head, and you know he’ll explain later. Octavia mutters, “If they don't, everybody dies.”

With Gaia patched up the best you can right now, you all lean back and give her some space. As you do, Bellamy turns to you, reaching up to touch your head. “No fresh blood, which is good.”

“When we were getting up, I felt a pain in my shoulder.”

You shift a little, trying to find some light, and when you do, you see something sticking out of your shoulder. You can’t tell what it is, but whatever it is, it’s stopping the bleeding, only a little bit of blood leaking through when you put too much strain on it. Bellamy whispers, “It’s okay for now, but we have to get out of here or none of us are gonna make it.”

Gaia must hear this, because she weakly whispers, “Nomon...”

Mother… Indra looks down at her weak daughter. “Ai kamp hir, ai goufa.”

I'm here my child. Gaia fights to keep her eyes open, getting worse with each passing second. “Yu souda klir ai of.”

You have to let me go. You can see Indra fight back a wave of emotion, the first time you’ve ever seen the strong warrior on the verge of tears. The sight of it brings tears to your eyes, and Bellamy reaches out to grab your hand. When you look over at him, you can see him fighting back tears too. “No. Wonkru na komba raun gon yumi. ‘Mo na throu daun. Jos ste gonen kom liwa mou, en–”

No. Wonkru will come for us. They will fight. Just hold on a little longer- Gaia cuts her off and counters, “‘Mo nou na komba hir. Wonkru ste shada… Ai gonplei ste odon.”

They won't come. Wonkru is broken. My fight is over. You see her eyelids flutter closed and you look at Bellamy in alarm before crawling over to Gaia’s side, nudging her arm. “Hey, no. What about Madi? What kind of Flamekeeper leaves a 12 year old Commander to fend for herself? Keep fighting, if not for you, then for her.”

Gaia nods a little but her eyes stay closed, and you keep your eyes locked on her chest, relieved to see the steady rise and fall of her breathing. Octavia steps closer to all of you, looking at Gaia, reflecting on her words. “Wonkru ste shada. I broke it.”

Her voice is broken, just like her people, and Indra’s reaction is immediate. She takes her eyes off her daughter for the first time since you found her, and fixes her gaze on Octavia. “Yes, you did.”

Octavia turns away, upset, peering over the ridge just as someone starts to stand. “There's someone alive out there!”

Bellamy pulls her back down just as the person is killed, the gunshot echoing in the space of the gorge. “Get down! They'll see you.”

“What do you care if I die? Isn't that what you want?”

Bellamy’s voice shakes with emotion when he whispers, “Yes.”

You look at the siblings as they turn away from each other, both of them fighting back tears for different reasons. But you don't have time to help them, because Indra reaches out to grab your arm. “Her heartbeat is slowing, we need to go now. I'll give them a target. The next time they open fire, we run.”

You look at Bellamy, and he nods. “I'll carry Gaia.”

Gaia, still clinging to life, grabs her mother. “No, you're not dying for me.”

Octavia turns to face all of you, nodding in agreement with Gaia. “She's right. I may never be able to fix what I broke, but I can save you. I'm the one they want most of all. When they open fire, run like hell.”

Tears well up in your eyes as Octavia stands, moving to walk past all of you, into sight, and Bellamy grabs her and pulls her down. They both stare at each other, tears in their eyes, unable to say all the things that have been left unsaid. Octavia looks at him, lifting a hand to his cheek, and says, “My brother....”

She turns to you, putting her other hand on your face, tears in her eyes. “My sister...my responsibility.”

And then she drops her hand and steps away before either of you can argue or stop her. She runs straight into the middle of the gorge, aims her gun at the pillboxes, and starts shooting. As she does, she yells, “You are Wonkru, or you are the enemy of Wonkru! Choose!”

Bellamy grabs Gaia and starts to run, and Indra sticks close by his side. You bring up the rear of the group, grabbing a rifle on your way, protecting your backside. You all run until you hear Octavia’s gun click, now out of bullets, and you stop to watch in horror as she drops her weapon and falls to her knees, the spotlight now illuminating her. She holds out her hands, welcoming death, but it never comes.

Salvation comes instead. 

The rover comes barreling through the ravine towards you, the machine gun on the front firing rounds at the pillboxes, saving all of you. It comes to a stop right beside Octavia, and you watch her run towards the vehicle. You, Indra, Bellamy, and Gaia all backtrack and run towards the rover, with you and Indra pushing Bellamy ahead, making sure he and Gaia make it first. As you get closer, Emori yells from the turret, “Hurry up! We're not staying!”

Murphy jumps out of the vehicle with one of the sonic cannons in his hand, trying to shoot the pillboxes, but it fails. You pull your focus away as you reach the vehicle and help Bellamy to load Gaia up inside. Then Bellamy climbs inside and pulls Indra in, followed by you, then Octavia. You step into the vehicle, looking to the driver’s seat to see who came to your rescue, unsurprised to see your niece in the seat, turned around and grinning at you. You get to her the best you can in the small space, giving her an awkward hug around the seat and muttering in amazement, “My dazzling little sun.”

She hugs you back tight, only pulling away when Emori ducks back into the vehicle and yells, “The cannon is gonna blow! Get us out of here!”

Madi pulls away as you hear the door to the rover close, everyone safely tucked inside, and she immediately takes off, putting distance between you and the weapon. It explodes a few seconds later, the blast so large it shakes the rover, and you fall into the seat beside Bellamy awkwardly, the rover shaking and moving as Madi makes quick work on getting you out of the gorge. You look around at the occupants of the vehicle; Madi, Murphy, Emori, Indra, Gaia, Octavia, Bellamy, and Echo. You feel a cloud of awkwardness as the two of you make eye contact, but there’s no time to worry about that now. Now, as you barrel back into the desert, back towards your camp, every single person in the rover is thinking about one thing: how to win the war.

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