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  2. Summary

    The first part in this series is actually the first chapter of all the works in the series.
    The same idea sparked, and it is so open to all the possibilities, and I want to explore them all.
    Let me know if you have a fandom you would like to see, and I might agree.

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    This series will be a bunch of either plot bunnies, or complete stories, all about a female Harry Potter and time travel. Most of them won't be connected, unless otherwise marked

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    A series all about how social media in the age of the Republic convinced beings that Jedi were actually not celibate space monks, and were in fact chaotic arseholes to each other.
    Female Obi-Wan Kenobi.

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    These are a series of stories that I will eventually get around to finishing, but if someone would like to adopt them, just send me a message.
    The muse has left me after starting them, but I continue to work on them.
    They will all be finished, it will just take a while.

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    It's too late, Stephen knows, as soon as he hears the stars start screaming. His universe is collapsing, and none of his spells can do anything at this point.

    But it's not the end.

    Stephen Strange wakes up in his scrubs on the floor of a surgery room. Tony Stark wakes up in his workshop at Avengers Tower, held in the arms of an old Iron Man armor. Peter Parker wakes up tangled in the sheets of a bunk bed he hadn’t seen in weeks.

    The day is 21st September 2014. The universe holds its breath as three time-displaced souls regain their bearings.

    Ahead of them, their past awaits.

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    19 Dec 2022

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    There. Stephen strode over to a section of the relic room, a bit to the side, but not quite into a corner. Locked inside a pristine glass case, a crimson cloak morosely hung in midair, its proud collar drooping and its fabric still and forlorn. His heart ached. What happened to his relic?

    Just beside him, Drumm raised an eyebrow at him. “The Cloak of Levitation has been unresponsive for a week,” he said, almost too casually. “Despite not having chosen a Master for hundreds of years, it had never behaved like this.”

    Stephen laid a way too steady hand on the glass. “It’s not just unresponsive,” he wanted to whisper, to shout. “It’s mourning.”

    It remembered. His closest companion remembered. The Time Stone had rewound the universe but protected his memory - and the Cloak had been there, it had always been there, ever since he’d faced Kaecilius in the Sanctum and almost died for it. The Time Stone had witnessed the soul-deep bond between the relic and its chosen, and extended its protection to his Cloak.

    This is my blessing, it said.

    A wave of gratitude rose within him, fierce and scalding but also soft and fragile, and it crashed against the tendrils of Time cupped around his heart. The Stone purred - I know, I understand; I’ve always taken care of you.

    Stephen resolutely did not cry. This time, he managed it. “Hey,” he whispered, his voice already breaking. “It’s me, old friend. I’m sorry I haven’t come to you sooner.”

    The Cloak’s last memory had been the end of the universe, too. It woke up alone, locked in an enchanted glass case, without its Master and without a voice to ask what happened, why am I back here, where is my Chosen?

    He held his breath as the Cloak’s collar slowly inched upwards.

    “I’m back.” Stephen smiled.

    His Cloak rippled and shook, its thick fabric fluttering as it threw itself at the glass. It banged at its prison, over and over, thrashing against its enchanted bars.

    After recovering from his shock at such a strong reaction, Drumm waved a hand and the glass disappeared.

    His Cloak bowled Stephen over with the relief of a drowning man finding air again, wrapping its whole body around his chest and his limbs and his head, mussing up his hair, pressing closer to its chosen as if trying to melt into him. Its collar fluttered against his cheeks and his eyelids as he let his Cloak cuddle and levitate him into a vaguely horizontal position.

    “Gah- yeah, yeah, I’ve missed you too-” Stephen grabbed a fistful of fabric around his mouth, and it prodded at the unusual strength of his grip. “I know, I was surprised too. Ugh, put me down, you overeager blanket-”

    The Cloak efficiently unwrapped from his limbs, set him on his feet, and dutifully billowed behind him - as if shouting “Behold: my Chosen!” to Drumm, the relics and the Sanctum; a claim staked and flaunted to any who would oppose it.

    Stephen could not stop his relieved smile from taking over his face. He patted the Cloak’s left lapel and felt it ripple pleasantly under his hand. Its clasps tightened on his chest, effectively trapping Stephen in his sadly non-magical coat that he’d worn to get to the Sanctum.

    Drumm stared.

    Stephen cleared his throat. “I’ll show myself out of the Sanctum, Master Drumm.”

    Slowly, he thrust a hand towards the staircase that had just manifested outside the relic room. “Of course, Master Strange.” He nodded at him, a movement bordering on a small bow, and the lights around them flickered as Stephen gained the trust of both Sanctum and its Master. “You will always be welcomed by the Order.”

    His face hurt from smiling so much. Stephen bowed back and turned to the staircase - but the Cloak picked him up and floated him down to the front door, pretending that Stephen wasn’t rolling his eyes and the Sanctum wasn’t tittering at the two of them.

    “No floating outside the Sanctum,” he mumbled.

    The Cloak waved its collar at his face, both agreeing and dismissing his order.

    God, how he missed it.

  2. Public Bookmark 87

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    He had lost everything: his parents, his aunt and uncle, his friends and his mentors. He was coping the best way a teenager who is close to becoming an adult can cope. Since then, he told himself that if one day he met someone again who was in the place of any of the above, he would never get attached again.

    When he meets an old acquaintance surprisingly and unexpectedly, Peter doesn't know if he will make it.

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    24 Jun 2026

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    Peter Wayne isn’t sure if it’s puberty or this goddamn spider bite on his neck, but something in him is changing—and fast

    Bruce’s adopted son, Dick Grayson’s younger brother… but never really part of the family. Peter’s done waiting to be chosen, he’s doing this his own way even if it hurts them all, just like they’ve hurt
    him.

    The inspiration for this fic is
    Wayne’s Shadow, Spider’s Web
    By Sddungu6902

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    "In another universe, Tony Stark sacrificed himself to beat Thanos once and for all. In that universe, Peter Parker went on to become the best of them all. He became the superhero people looked up to. People trusted him and saw what a hero was supposed to be like whenever they looked at him. And yet, he never forgot the person who made all of this possible for him, for the world. He never forgot Tony Stark's sacrifice and to honor it, he became the hero Tony had seen in him all along.
    That universe is not this one.
    In this universe, Peter Parker sacrificed his life to beat Thanos. All it took, was one slight change in who died and who lived and everything came so very differently... "

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    24 Jun 2026

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