#I'm sure there'll be no consequences…

[kayatoastkkat]

guys we were. we were right. i knew it five seconds before i saw it we were right

THAT IS THE FACE OF SOMEONE WHO SAW SOME SHIT-

OH MY GOD THERE IT IS

oh oh my (momentarily distracted by yawn + blushing Jekyll) oh awwwwwWWAIT NO FOCUS YOU CAN'T GET DISTRACTED BY SOME 35 YEAR OLD WHITE GUY WITH COMMUNICATION ISSUES

BRO CHANGED EYE COLOUR IN BED HES A LIVING BREATHING TRAFFIC LIGHT HELP

LANYON LANYON WTF COME ON THIS IS WHERE YOU START SCREAMING FOR HELP

…oh nnnooooo. the power of communication, it seems, could only get you so far...least it preserved this tender moment

needless to say unless they go to sleep right now they're fucked. Badly. LANYON THIS IS URGENT AND CANNOT WAIT TILL TOMORROW SPEAK UP NOW

DO YOU GUYS REALISE THAT WE WONT SEE THEM AGAIN UNTIL TWO WEEKS LATER BECAUSE SAGE IS DROPPING CHAPTER 14 COVER NEXT WEEK??! DO YOU??

[crossdressingdeath]

I love how every time Pentiment tells me "this will be remembered" I immediately assume I've fucked up. Literally the only consequence for my actions so far has been convincing Mathieu to pay me early and yet I'm still just automatically assuming I've done something very wrong.

[literaryavenger]

Captain America: Civil War - 3

Summary: The Winter Soldier gets triggered and it's up to Steve, Sam and you to make sure that Bucky doesn't get killed, doesn't kill anyone and doesn't get locked up again.

Pairing: Avengers x Reader, slight Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Descriptions of violence. Language. My poor attempts at being funny.

Word Count: 3.1K

A/N: Just to be clear, Bucky x Reader is my endgame, which is why I was so looking forward to get to Civil War because I knew I could get some scenes with Reader and our thicc Civil War Bucky.

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You get to the FBI bunker and get out of the SUV as Bucky’s pod is carried away by a forklift.

You and Steve both look at Bucky and, as Steve looks away, Bucky’s eyes meet yours for a second before he looks away again. All you can think about is how broken he looks, almost ashamed of his current situation.

You walk with Sam, Steve and T’Challa towards Sharon and a short man in a great suit.

“What's gonna happen to him?” You can’t help but ask.

“Same thing that ought to happen to you. Psychological evaluation and extradition.” the little man says.

“This is Everett Ross, Deputy Task Force Commander.” Sharon informs us.

“What about our lawyer?” Steve asks.

“Lawyer. That's funny.” Ross says. “See their weapons are placed in lockup. Oh, we'll write you a receipt.”

“I better not look out the window and see anybody flying around in that.” Sam says as they walk away with your gear.

You see the man carrying your gear playing around with a particular gadget. “I wouldn’t touch that, if I were you.” You warn him.

Almost as if just to piss you off the man activates the gadget and gets electrocuted, falling to the ground as you start laughing with a quiet "Dumbass".

As some other agents go to help the idiot you turn back to the group, Sam is grinning too and Sharon and T’Challa seem amused but Steve and Everett are glaring at you.

“What? I told him not to touch it!” You defend yourself, but it’s very clear you’re amused and have no regrets.

You all start walking, following Ross and he starts talking. “You'll be provided with an office instead of a cell. Now, do me a favor, stay in it?”

“I don't intend on going anywhere.” T’Challa says as Natasha joins your little group.

“For the record, this is what making things worse looks like.” She says looking directly at Steve.

“He's alive.” Steve answers as we approach Tony talking on the phone. You have to give it to Steve, at least he's consistent.

“No. Romania was not Accords-sanctioned. And, Colonel Rhodes is supervising cleanup.” Tony says on the phone.

“Try not to break anything while we fix this.” Natasha tells you all and you roll your eyes at her.

“Consequences? You bet there'll be consequences. Obviously you can quote me on that 'cause I just said it. Anything else? Thank you, sir.” Tony ends the call.

“'Consequences'?” You ask as you raise your eyebrow, your tone and facial expression clearly skeptical, not believing for a second that he’s serious about this.

“Secretary Ross wants all three of you prosecuted.” Tony answers. “Had to give him something.”

And, there he is. You chuckle quietly and could swear you saw a smirk in Tony’s face for a second.

“I'm not getting that shield back, am I?” Steve asks.

“Technically, it's the government's property.” Natasha says as she starts walking away before turning to you and Sam. “Wings and gear, too.”

“That's cold.” Sam says and you groan in annoyance; you love your gear.

“Warmer than jail.” Tony yells back while walking away with Nat and you roll your eyes.

You sigh deeply and turn to the two gentlemen next to you.

“Well, this is great.” You say sarcastically and, before they can say anything, some agents escort you and Sam to the office Ross spoke of, from which you can see the security cameras on Bucky, while Steve gets taken to another room for what you assume is gonna be questioning.

-

You and Sam are seated at the table next to each other as you see Bucky’s prison pod get connected to a pipe and the light inside it dims for a moment, just as Steve comes into the room where you and Sam are.

“What did they ask you?” You ask Steve as he comes to a stop in front of the glass where he can keep an eye on Bucky.

“Nothing, I was talking to Tony.” There's a pause where none of you talk, just watching Bucky before Steve quietly says. “Wanda’s being detained at the Compound.”

“What?!” you say loudly, startling both men. “What do you mean, she's detained?!”

“I think Tony doesn't want another accident to happen, so she's currently confined to the Compound” Steve elaborates.

“Fucking Stark…” You mumble under your breath, shaking your head in disappointment as you see Tony joining Natasha in the control room with Ross. You ignore Steve’s glare at your cursing and focus on Bucky in the screens in front of you even though you can't hear anything. 

Your heart breaks a little for him at the way he’s being treated. After all Bucky’s whole situation wasn’t his choice, just a surprising amount of bad luck in the past 80 years.

After a minute Sharon enters the office you’re sitting in, handing us some papers. “The receipt for your gear.”

“‘Bird costume’? Come on!” Sam whines as you snort and laugh as he glares at you before glaring at Sharon.

“I didn’t write it.” She says defensively, then pushes a button that stops the restriction on the audio from Bucky’s cell and allows us to hear it on the little screen in the corner.

“I'm not here to judge you. I just want to ask you a few questions.” you can hear the psychiatrist say. “Do you know where you are, James? I can't help you if you don't talk to me, James.”

“My name is Bucky.” Bucky says calmly. 

It’s the first time you hear him speak clearly and your eyes are glued to the screen. His voice is deep and gruff and you can’t help but find it attractive. You take a moment to really look at him and you think to yourself, for a brainwashed psycho assassin that’s almost 100 years old, he’s really quite handsome, isn’t he?

You’re brought back to the present by Steve’s voice. “Why would the Task Force release this photo to begin with?” He’s standing in front of the monitor, looking at the blurry photo of Bucky that was released on the news.

“Get the word out, involve as many eyes as we can?” Sharon answers.

“Right. It's a good way to flush a guy out of hiding.” Steve continues. “Set off a bomb, get your picture taken. Get seven billion people looking for the Winter Soldier.”

“You're saying someone framed him to find him?” You say with a frown, trying to follow his train of thought.

“Steve, we looked for the guy for two years and found nothing.” Sam points out.

“We didn't bomb the UN.” You point out absentmindedly. 

“That turns a lot of heads.” Steve adds.

“Yeah, but that doesn't guarantee that whoever framed him would get him. It guarantees that we would.” Sharon says before trailing off and all of our attention drifts back to the screen where Bucky is being questioned by the psychiatrist. 

“Yeah.” Steve says quietly.

“Tell me, Bucky. You've seen a great deal, haven't you?” the doctor asks.

“I don't want to talk about it.” Bucky says quietly.

“You fear that… if you open your mouth, the horrors might never stop. Don't worry.” The doctor taps his tablet to see something and you frown, everyone else’s expressions mirroring yours. “We only have to talk about one.”

Suddenly the lights go out in the bunker and you all look around confused. You can see people freaking out in the control room, Tony using FRIDAY through his glasses and Natasha looking around.

You look at Sharon and she simply says “Sub-level 5, east wing.” And you, Sam and Steve rapidly exit the room and head towards Bucky.

You arrive outside the chamber, red emergency lights flashing all around and agents slumped on the floor, all out cold.

You hear a feeble “Help me” and see the psychiatrist on the floor, clearly conscious, asking for help. Steve steps towards him and enters the room where Bucky's pod is, you barely enter it and Sam is right behind you at the threshold.

“Get up” He says and harshly grabs the doctor, shoving him against the wall. “Who are you? What do you want?”

“To see an empire fall.” Is all he says.

Suddenly there's movement behind you and you quickly turn around just in time to avoid Sam getting thrown into you and he lands against the pod instead. 

You barely have time to react when you feel a punch in the stomach and stagger backwards against the wall, knocking the air out of you. You slide down on it and take a second to compose yourself as Steve starts fighting Bucky.

After what feels like a second Bucky sends Steve down an elevator and walks away. You groan and quickly get up, going to the elevator first.

“Please be alive, Rogers!” You shout down, as you try to look down.

“I’m okay!” He shouts back and you let out a breath of relief. “Find him!”

You don’t waste a second and run after him, catching up to him as he’s beating up a guard.

You put yourself in the middle of it after Bucky gets the better hand on the agent and takes his baton, you kick Bucky on the stomach but he barely moves.

At least you have his attention now and, when he looks at you, his eyes seem empty and void of any emotions. That’s not the same person you saw before. Those are not the same eyes you met when you got to the bunker. 

You hesitate for a second and that’s enough for him to get the upper hand, grabbing you and throwing you over a table. He has a gun you assume he took from the other agent and aims it at you but, just as he’s about to pull the trigger, he gets disoriented by a stun-burst from Tony,that makes you cover your ears, then there’s a flash of light and then Bucky and Tony are fighting.

You take a moment to breathe and suddenly Tony’s on the ground and you go to him to make sure he’s okay while Natasha and Sharon take care of Bucky.

“Are you okay?” You ask him, worried, helping him sit up.

“Just dandy.” He says breathlessly.

Both of your attentions go to Sharon when she gets slammed into a table next to you and you both go to her. She’s conscious but before you can say anything, she points to something behind you and you turn around to see Bucky getting tackled off of Natasha by T’Challa.

You get up and go to Natasha as she’s taking in deep breaths after Bucky almost choked her, you help her sit up before turning around but both Bucky and T’Challa are already gone.

When you turn back to Natasha, she’s already looking at you. “Go” is all she says and you know she’s right, you should go before you get detained again. 

You nod to her and all but run outside, where you see Sam just standing there in the middle of the running crowd. You go to him and, when he notices you, he shows you a hoodie that you assume to be the psychiatrist’s.

“I lost the doctor.” He confirms your theory.

“I lost the soldier.” You tell him and he sighs, as you both look around.

“We should get out of here” He says after a moment, looking at a group of guards.

You follow his line of sight and when you notice the guards too, you say “Yes, we should.” and you both start almost running, putting as much distance between yourselves and the FBI as you can.

-[Time skip to when they’re in the warehouse because I’m lazy and don’t want to make up all the stuff in the middle]-

While Steve and Sam wait for Bucky to regain consciousness you go to look for a first aid kit.

You’re all mostly fine, but Bucky has a cut in the forehead that Steve informed you occurred when he hit the windshield of a chopper, which is why he is unconscious.

It takes you a little time to get back to the abandoned warehouse they’re hiding in because of the pain in your torso, which you’re pretty sure is because your ribs are bruised.

By the time you’re back Bucky is awake and his metal arm is free. You hear him talking as you get closer to the room they’re in and the last thing he says is “You’d never see them coming.” before the three men notice you.

You completely enter the room, standing next to Sam but your eyes don’t leave Bucky, rightfully wary of the man.

“Don’t worry, he’s back to himself.” Steve says when he notices your careful and calculated moves.

“I am worried. He also tried to kill me as himself.” You say, looking away from Bucky and to the two men next to you.

“I wasn’t trying to kill you, I was trying not to get captured by you.” Bucky addresses you directly for the first time ever with an accusatory tone.

“Semantics.” You answer, looking back at him and narrowing your eyes. Your defiant, but admittedly childish, answer seems to surprise Bucky but it gets a chuckle out of Sam and a groan out of Steve.

“Just… please.” Steve says to you, almost begging you. “Help him.”

You roll your eyes and groan, mumbling an annoyed “Fine.” while cautiously moving towards Bucky. As you kneel in front of him and open the first aid kit you can hear Steve and Sam talking, but pay them no mind.

“You know I’m a supersoldier, right?” Bucky asks you quietly.

“Supersoldiers can bleed too.” you say while looking down and not at him, looking through the stuff in the kit. “The image of an unconscious and beaten up Steve in a hospital bed comes to mind.”

He knows you’re talking about Steve’s conditions after the whole Project Insight situation in DC, and you can tell he feels bad about it as he instantly looks away from you.

“Sorry,” you say with a sigh “That was mean.”

He seems to perk up a little at your apology and looks back at you.

“It’s okay.” You look up at him. “I kind of deserved it.”

You smile a little at this, and start to take out the stuff you’ll need as you say “You kind of did.”

You go to clean his cut but wince slightly, you almost forgot about your injuries. You take a deep breath and start carefully cleaning his cut and the blood off his forehead.

“Did I hurt you?” He asks you quietly, seemingly concerned that you’re in pain.

“Don’t worry.” You tell him just as quietly. “It’s nothing I can’t handle, Sergeant.”

“I bet you can, doll.” You almost feel like you imagined the nickname, but you’re positive you saw a grin on his face for half a second.

You can feel his eyes glued to your face as you take care of his cut, silently watching you work. You almost feel like he’s memorizing every detail of your face, like he’s trying to figure out everything about you right in that instance. 

When you’re done you take a second to look into his eyes, expecting him to look away, but he holds your gaze and you feel your heart skip a beat by the intensity of his stare. After a moment you slowly get up, your eyes still locked on his and take a step back.

When you finally turn around you see Steve watching your interaction with a very curious look and, when you meet his eyes, he raises an eyebrow at you. You roll your eyes and ignore his silent question, getting closer to him and looking around for Sam, who you see just outside the room on the phone.

“Who’s he talking to?” You ask Steve.

“Don’t know” He shrugs. “Just said he knew a guy.” 

A second later Sam gets closer as he ends the call.

“Alright, thanks, Scott.” He says and hangs up.

You raise your eyebrow at him. “Scott? Really?” You ask smirking and he groans, rolling his eyes while Steve just looks at us confused at why you’re so amused by this because he still doesn’t know about the time Scott breached the Compound and kicked Sam’s ass.

-

“I’m just saying, this isn’t really the most practical getaway car…” You say as the four of you make your way to meet Sharon in an old Volkswagen Beetle.

“It’s low profile” Steve defends his choice from in front of you, Bucky in the backseat to your right and Sam in front of him in the passenger’s seat.

“It’s really not, Steve.” you say back as Steve groans, prompting a snicker from Sam and, surprisingly, from Bucky too. You’re about to point out that this old car sticks out when Steve parks and gets out to talk to Sharon.

You can’t hear what they’re saying but you can see them looking at the Buggy for a second before Sharon opens the trunk of her car. Your joy about seeing your gear is a little overshadowed by Bucky’s voice as he talks to Sam.

“Can you move your seat up?” He asks, surprisingly polite.

“No.” Is all Sam says, being the petty bitch that he is. You roll your eyes at him, you get that the last time a car was involved with Bucky in the mix it didn’t go great, but still.

“Here, switch with me.” You tell Bucky and pull him to the middle seat, then climb over him to slide into his seat, being sure to smack Sam in the back of his head as you go and smirking at the loud “Ow” he lets out. You look back at Bucky and see him blushing slightly and you can’t help but smile.

When you look back at Steve and Sharon you can see them kissing and you let out an amused giggle. It looks like Captain Virgin finally got some.

They talk for another second before Sharon goes to her car and Steve turns to the three of you as you all smirk and you even wink at him. You can see him groan and roll his eyes before grabbing your gear and putting it in the trunk of the Buggy.

When he gets into the driver’s seat the only thing he says is “Not one word.” while the three of you quietly laugh but don’t tease him further.

He drives off and you look out the window, knowing that the hardest part is about to come. Whatever comes next sure won’t be as fun. 

Requested taglist: @sapphirebarnes @aki-ham

[nightixx]

Okay, I've been thinking if those red lines actually mean something on moon's face (because the only thumbnail artist I trust is meg—)

So

Either those red things are like nerves to show he's pissed (cuz no shit robots won't have biological nerves to show how angry they are) and they basically mean nothing.

Or

it shows that moon is getting back to his original code, but I'm not talking about a kill code. Because I'm sure that's the whole "violence and murder" thought process isn't from the kill code, it's in his original code, the kill code was just the urge to act on those thoughts and I think it's more logic than saying that kill code was the reason of the whole thought process. We know that he's getting more and more violent and even worse than old moon. How can he be worse than old moon with without kill code ? Because old moon was aware that he had this code which means he wasn't really free from his thoughts I guess ? (Hard to explain ngl) If old moon started to think about murders etc, the kill code would make it act on it so he could limit himself as "ok, if I keep thinking like that there'll be consequences" but new moon doesn't have that, he owns his whole body, mind and code. There's nothing from stopping him to act on his code etc..

But why would he come back to his original code all of the sudden ? Maybe because of extreme situation? Because he's put in the situation he was scared of ? Like a survival instinct like us human, we go back to primary instinct when we're put in extreme situations

(hope this is understandable-)

[solarwynd]

The thing with Jin is that he's not really an idol, he's more like a variety show host that got put into a k-pop group. He's supposed to be the visual and is one of the vocal line members, but he's doesn't have that 'thing' the rest of the maknae line has so he can never be as popular as them. And he's also doesn't make music like the rap line. To me, he's always been the least fitting member in the group, he has the least to offer. I don't really think music is the carrer for him, to be honest. And the group and company lowkey know this, which is why he has always has, like, one line per song and is always hidden behind everyone in their choreos. He knows this too, and I think he's okay with it. He never tried to be like the maknae line, he has the looks but he never uses them. I think he just wants to chill without having to worry about the crazy fans and scrutiny maknae line has. So he can do all this stuff, make all these jokes without worrying about it cause being a silly guy who makes bad jokes is the image he has cultivated for himself. That's not Jimin's image, and he is very aware that he can't get away with any of this. I'm sure Jimin knows that he, more than any other member, has to be very careful about everything he does. And yeah, that's very unfair, but it's the reality and he knows he needs to act accordingly otherwise there'll be consequences. There's a reason he has been the most careful since enlistment. And Jin knows his own reality as well, which is why he's never scared to do all this. There is a line every member can't cross and they know the individual lines each of them has. Jimin's line has always been lower than everybody else's and we all (the fans, the group, the company) know it. So it's not just a matter of which members are willing to do a certain thing, it's also which members know they can get away with doing it.

.🎯

[lunarlover12]

I love that when the Bad Kids don't prioritize relationships, Brennan shows the consequences of it. Sklonda goes to visit Pok's grave without him. Gorgug's parents leave town before they get a chance to hang out. I'm sure there'll be more, and I'm excited for it.

[collegetennisoriginstory]

Heey, I'm not sure if you already answered this before but if I committed to someone does that remove all the flirting options for others? Or can my mc be a jerk and deal with the consequences later😶👉🏻👈🏻

For now you can do ONE thing in the newest update despite committing to someone.

In the future, there'll be big moments where you might choose a meaningful 'romance' option with someone you had previous feelings for, but not just 'meaningless flirt' options anymore, if that makes sense?

And there'll definitely be consequences for that.

[coquitokisses]

Trusting Again | chapter 003: the truth

Word count: 3232

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📍Berlin

So after we arrived at the place, thankfully we weren’t cuffed anymore, but we weren’t in the clear either. We’re kinda in trouble.

“So we’re going to prison.” I looked at Sam and Steve as we walked to the place where they were gonna let us be in

“No, we’re not.” Steve answered

“Well this kinda looks like we are.”

“This isn’t prison.” Steve said

“I cannot believe my first time being arrested was because I decided to follow two idiots and go against the law.”

“Ow, what? You regret it now?” Steve pouted

I just rolled my eyes. “Shut up, this is your fault.”

“My fault?!”

“Yes! We should’ve let the CIA catch Bucky, why the hell did we even bother going to Bucharest? Look where we ended up, and where’s Bucky? Arrested.”

“Oh please.” Sam rolled his eyes “Even you said that this didn’t make any sense.”

“You shut up, tú lo que eres es un lambe ojos, I don’t wanna hear it.” I told him

“Hey, don’t talk to me in Spanish.” He pointed at me

“You’re a kiss ass.”

“Oh look who’s talking.” He looked at Steve and they chuckled

I sighed. “I hate you both.”

We saw Natasha walking in our direction and she approached us.

“You” she pointed at me “Aren’t supposed to be here.”

“Well if I would’ve known it was gonna get this bad, I wouldn’t have come.” I shrugged

“Liar.” Sam looked at me

“For the record, this is what making things worse looks like.” She said in a low voice

“He's alive.” Steve told her

We walked into the office and we saw Tony talking on the phone.

“Consequences? You bet there'll be consequences” Tony said while looking at us three “Obviously you can quote me on that cause I just said it, anything else?... Thank you, sir.” He said before hanging up the call

"Consequences?" Steve said

“Secretary Ross wants the three of you prosecuted, had to give him something.” He shrugged as he started to walk away

“I'm not getting that shield back, am I?”

“Technically it's the government's property” Natasha said “Wings too.” she looked at Sam

“That's cold.” Sam shook his head

“Warmer than jail!” Tony said

“Well, he's got a point.” I sighed “What the hell are we supposed to do now anyways? Die of boredom?”

“Well you can always play Stop with Sam.” Steve looked at me “I’m sure there are some papers and pens laying around somewhere.”

“That'll be great.” I looked at Sam

“Fine, but only because I'll probably die of boredom too.” he said

“Guess we'll be playing Stop then, wanna join, grandpa?” I looked at Steve

“I'm good.” He chuckled “Good luck.”

(...)

It’s been like an hour. I’m getting bored and I honestly want to leave. I just can’t be sitting around doing nothing, I get bored. We're now in the office, the three of us and Sharon, as we watch that doctor evaluate Bucky.

“Why would the Task Force release this photo to begin with?” Steve spoke breaking the silence

“Get the word out, involve as many eyes as we can?” Sharon shrugged

“Right.” Steve nodded “Its a good way to flush a guy out of hiding, set off a bomb, get your picture taken, get seven billion people looking for the Winter Soldier.”

“You're saying someone framed him to find him?” I asked him

“Steve, we looked for the guy for almost a year after Austria and found nothing.” Sam told him

“We didn't bomb the UN, that turns a lot of heads.” Steve said

“Yeah but that doesn't guarantee that whoever framed him would get him, it guarantees we would.” Sharon replied and then frowned kinda getting all the pieces together

“Yeah.” Steve turned to look back at the monitor

“Tell me Bucky, you've seen a great deal, haven't you?” Zemo asked Bucky

“I don't wanna talk about it.” Bucky responded

“You fear that if you open your mouth, the horrors might never stop.” Zemo replied

I kinda don't like this.

“I got a bad feeling.” I whispered to Sam as I leaned my elbows on the table

“About what?” He whispered back

“All this.” I sighed “It’s just.. it’s kinda weird.”

“Don't worry” Zemo added “We only have to talk about one.”

And just seconds after that, the power went out and the whole office was dark. Sam and I looked at each other and we kinda already knew that something was not right.

“Bad feeling alright.” Sam looked at me

“What the fuck?” I said and Steve turned around looking at Sharon

“Sub-level five, east wing.” She told him and he immediately looked at me like telling me to go with him

“Just go.” I said

Sam and Steve both stormed out of the office and I stayed there for a few minutes. I saw that Tony and Natasha were walking towards the door and Sharon saw them too.

“Come on.” She said to me

I got up and followed her. When we got out, we were kinda in like a lobby or some shit and there was Bucky just punching anyone who tried to stop him.

“Forget it, I’d rather get arrested.” I said after seeing how Bucky fought with Tony, but the poor man ended up on the floor.

I was really thinking about turning around and going back to where I came from, but before I could even think about leaving, Sharon grabbed my arm.

“You’re not leaving.” She said

“I’m sorry, but who was the one who almost died last time when he appeared in Washington?” She opened her mouth to talk, but I didn’t let her “Exactly, this time I’ll watch everything from a very far distance.”

“But you’re trained better than me.” She looked at me.

“You’re working for the CIA.”

“Cat! You gotta help me.”

I just rolled my eyes. “I should’ve stayed in New York.” I said starting to go down the stairs and she followed me

He might succeed and kill me this time.

When we first got there, Sharon was the first to kick him and I had no other choice than to follow her. It didn’t take long before Bucky was throwing her onto a table, breaking it, and grabbing me by the neck with his metal arm and pushing me onto one of the other tables there. I tried to get him off me once he started choking the shit out of me, but it was obviously impossible to even push him away.

“You could at least recognize me.” I managed to say, words barely coming out of me, as I tried to breath and also get him off me

My sight was starting to get all blurry and then I finally felt his hand releasing my neck. I rolled off the table coughing trying to catch my breath and when I managed to get on my feet again, I ran out of there trying to look for Sam and Steve. I even went outside but there were too many people running and screaming that it was literally impossible to find someone. I just opted to get the hell away from there and ended up walking for almost 40 minutes, also, trying to not get caught by the freaking helicopter that was looking for us.

I arrived at what looked like a small bookstore and decided to call Sam because I had no idea where they might be.

“Hey.” He answered

“Are you guys okay?” I asked him “Where the hell did you go?”

“I sent you the location of where we are.” He said “Come quick tho.”

“On my way.”

I hung up and went straight to Sam's conversation, I saw the pin and realized it wasn't so far from where I was so I decided to walk there and I literally arrived in almost 20 minutes. It was like an old auto shop kinda?

I got in and I saw Steve, Sam and Bucky inside.

“Took you forever.” Sam said

“Y'all literally vanished.” I rolled my eyes “And also, I had to make sure nobody saw me, there's a fucking helicopter looking for us, did you guys know that?”

“Are you okay?” Steve asked

“I’m fine.” I nodded and then I looked over at Bucky

Now that I have him closer and he's not trying to kill me, I definitely noticed that he looked a little different than the last time I saw him. Starting with his hair, which is a little longer.

If it wasn’t because he's a super soldier, I would smash my fist straight into that perfect face of his right now.

“And we meet again, soldat.” I stood in front of him folding my arms “So much for not wanting to be found, huh.”

“Not that I was planning on running into you three, specially not you.” He responded

“Well look at us now.” I gave him the most sarcastic smile ever

“Alright, that’s enough.” Steve said and I just stepped away from Bucky “I see Cat made quite the first impression.” He looked at his friend

“You don’t say.” Bucky sighed

“Oh he did too, trust me.” I scoffed “You do know we all have a fucking target on our backs, right?” I looked at Steve

“He didn't do it.” He said

“Oh I knew that since the moment we saw the news.” I nodded “I just can't really comprehend why the fuck would you go through all this shit when we already have secretary Ross on our asses because of the fucking accords and now we also have the CIA looking for us!”

“No offense, but that's a little hypocrite coming from you.” Bucky said to me “Why do you care so much about following orders now?”

“Offense and listen, you really shouldn't be talking shit after what's been happening.” I turned to look at him “You should've listened to me when you had the chance.”

“You really wanna do this now?” He raised an eyebrow

“Alright, enough.” Steve sighed

“You know what? I kinda want to.” I stepped closer to him, completely ignoring Steve

Not that I wanted to ignore him, but I'm actually kinda mad so my mind is only focusing on Bucky.

“Then why don't you do it, agent?” Bucky said to me

I just sighed. “You really are starting to get on my last nerve, who would’ve thought.”

“Shut up, both of you.” Steve said in a more serious tone “That's enough.”

“What the hell are we supposed to do now?” I turned around looking now at Steve

“That's why we called you.” Sam said

“I'm not tryna put my ass on the line again! We got enough with the accords to also be dealing with escaping from the fucking CIA.”

“What? You regret it now? Cause if that's the case, by all means, go talk to Tony, I’m sure he’ll welcome you with open arms.” He said folding his arms

“Don't be ridiculous, I’ve always been on your side, but this is fucking insane.”

“And don’t you think I know that? I’m tryna think of what to do now.” He said and I let out a sigh

“I just don’t want us to end up worst than we already are.. if that’s even possible.”

“It is, we could be in jail.” Sam said

“Relax, it won’t happen.” He said and I just leaned on the wall without saying anything else. “Who was that guy?” He asked Bucky

“I don't know.” He responded

“People are dead.” Steve started saying “The bombing, the setup.. the doctor did all that just to get 10 minutes with you, I need you to do better than "I don't know".”

“He wanted to know about Siberia, where I was kept.” He said after a few seconds “He wanted to know exactly where.”

“Why would he need to know that?” Steve asked

“Because I'm not the only Winter Soldier.” he replied

“Woah, hang the fuck on.” I shook my head

“Cat.” Steve looked at me

“No, wait, I'm with her on this one.” Sam spoke “You're saying there are more like you?” He asked Bucky

“Yes.” He nodded

“Who were they?” Steve asked

“Their most elite death squad” Bucky replied “More kills than anyone in HYDRA history and that was before the serum.”

“They all turned out like you?” I asked him

“Worse.” He looked at me

“The doctor, could he control them?” Steve questioned

“Enough.”

“He said he wanted to see an empire fall.” Steve added

“With these guys he could do it.” Bucky nodded “They speak 30 languages, can hide in plain sight, infiltrate, assassinate, destabilize, they can take a whole country down in one night and you'd never see them coming.”

“Well this is just great.” I said with sarcasm

“This would've been a lot easier a week ago.” Sam walked over to Steve and I

“If we call Tony..” Steve started saying and I scoffed

“I don’t think we’ll believe us.” I cut him off

“Even if he did..”

“Who knows if the accords would let him help.” I said and Steve let out a sigh

“We're on our own then.” He looked at the both of us

“Maybe not.” Sam shrugged and we both looked at him “I know a guy.”

“So” I looked at Steve “What's next, Cap?”

“I need to make a few calls.” He said “And we need to get out of here.”

“We gotta stay low tho.” Sam said

“Yeah, very low.” I nodded

“I'll be right back.” Steve walked out, I supposed so that he could make "a few calls"

Sam walked out too and I took a deep breath. This is insane.

I looked at Bucky and then I sat on the floor in front of him.

“So” I crossed my legs “Being framed is fun huh.”

“You have no idea.” He sighed “How'd you know it wasn't me?”

“Are you kidding? I’ve been tracking you.” I replied “…From a distance, of course.”

“Of course you have.” He said not at all surprised “Does Steve knows?”

“No, of course not.” I shook my head

“Why? Felt guilty?”

I let out a sigh. “A little.”

“He’s gonna find out eventually.”

“Yeah, I know.” I nodded “I’ve been thinking about telling him, but I just don’t know how he’s gonna react.”

I should tell him. I really should because maybe we wouldn't be in this mess right now if it wasn't for me.

“You have a certain look on your face, agent.” Bucky said in almost a whisper “What is it?”

“I just.. I think I better tell him now.”

“He's not gonna be happy.”

“I know.” I sighed “But I have to.. better late than never.”

I looked back and saw Steve standing next to Sam, who was actually talking on the phone.

“Steve.” I cleared my throat and I stood up from the floor “I, um.. can we talk?” I said and he looked at me “I kinda need to tell you something.”

“Yeah, of course.” He nodded “Wanna go outside?”

“Well I don’t want the police to see us, so here it’s fine.”

I was really anxious. I didn’t even know how to start.

“What is it?” He asked when he saw that I was pretty impatient

“Okay, I’m just gonna say it.” I sighed “Remember when I went with Sam to Europe? To find Bucky.”

“Yeah, what happened?”

“Okay, well remember that we did found him, right? We told you we were in Austria.”

“Yes, Cat, I remember everything, where are you going with this?”

“I didn't lost him.. I, uh..” I bit my lip nervously “I let him go.” I finally confessed, he looked at me a little confused

“What are you talking about?” He frowned and then looked at Bucky “What is she talking about?” He pointed at me

“I was the one who talked to him that day.”

“Yeah and if I remember correctly, he got all defensive and threw you across the room, you were all bruised and even had a cut.” He said “What do you mean you let him go?”

“I talked to him, he said that he needed time and I just.. I simply decided to let him go.”

“Simply decided?” He raised an eyebrow

“Look, I’m sorry.”

“What the hell happened exactly for you to let him go like that?”

“Don't be mad at her, it's my fault.” Bucky interrupted us and Steve looked at him “I was just trying to remember everything on my own.”

“Stop.” I looked at him “I should've knocked the fuck out of you and drag you out of there.”

“Yeah, you should have.” Steve nodded “You realize that because you let him go we’re in this position now, right?”

“Yes!” I raised my voice “I made a mistake, I know and I'm sorry, okay? I didn't think it was too big of a deal at the moment, he just wanted to remember everything on his own and I thought that was okay.”

“Well it clearly wasn't.”

“Yeah, it wasn’t.” I sighed “But at least my intuition was right! He didn't do anything.”

“But look where we are now!”

“But that’s not entirely my fault now, is it?” I said “I mean, the fucker who messed with his head is the real responsible here, he could’ve done it even if Bucky was with us.”

“That’s not the point…”

“It is! It kinda is.” I cut him off

“Cat, you’re not realizing the consequences that your actions had.”

“I am! Trust me, I am realizing it and I knew what I was getting myself into when I made that decision.”

He clicked his tongue. “I just can’t believe you could do something like this knowing it would have consequences. I just..” he sighed “I can't believe that you, out of all people, could do this.”

“I know it was wrong but I just..”

“What?” He looked at me with his hands on his hips

I let out a sigh. “You're really mad at me, aren't you?”

“A little.” He nodded “And a little disappointed too, you were supposed to do your job and I asked you to do it because I knew you were the only one who would do it no questions asked.”

“I know and I'm sorry.”

“We could've prevented this.”

“I know.” I sighed feeling guilty as hell “I really am sorry.. trust me if I could go back in time and change what happened, I would.”

He let out a sigh. “I'll go see if Sam's done so we can get the hell out of here.” He said walking out again before we could say something else

I just sighed and then leaned on the wall. Bucky's eyes found mine and he took a deep breath as he sat straight.

“I'm sorry for trying to kill you.” He said looking at my neck

“It's fine.” I said “Not the first time anyway.”

“Sorry.”

“At least you’re apologizing now.”

“Apology accepted then?”

“I don’t know, I’ll think about it.” I sat on the floor facing him “I tend to hold grudges.”

“Well that’s not good.”

“Do I look like I care?” I tilted my head

“You got issues, you know?”

“Well.. that makes two of us.” I shrugged

“…Can't argue with that.” He shook his head and I chuckled

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Cold- Toxic Shigaraki x Fem!Reader Part 1

This took me way~ too long. There'll be a part 2, and an alternative ending. Not sure when they'll be out tho.

Angst | 1,868 words

This was written in the span of months, so the writing style slightly changes.

Warnings!: Toxic relationship, Shiggy being a sadist, arguments (mostly one sided), some Dabi x reader (mostly platonic??) but NO infidelity, some loser hitting on reader, Shiggy dusting someone.

Part One | Part Two | Alt. Ending

You thought that you would be happy. You thought that if you left your family, your hobbies, your beliefs, your life, he would make you happy.

But he hasn't. In fact, he's getting worse every day.

He's been so busy with trying to kill the heroes, that he's completely ignored you. Leaving you lonely, and wishing for your old life back.

Sighing, you got out of your Tomura's bed and walked toward the meeting room. He was supposed to be back hours ago! It was past midnight and your stubborn husband still hasn't come back to his room.

Stepping inside you glanced around all of the higher villains to see your beloved hubby; Shigaraki Tomura. You nervously made your way towards him, avoiding the hungry eyes of muscular men as much as possible.

You almost made it to him when a rough hand yanked at your arm. "Watcha doing here Doll? Looking for someone?" A deep voice whispered in your ear, causing you to shiver in repulsion.

"Yes, I'm looking for Shigaraki." You reply, causing the man to chuckle.

"Oh? Shigaraki you say.. do you know him personally? Or are you looking for a way to get rewarded somehow?"

"He's actually my husb-" a loud, raspy laugh filled your ears as the man shook in humor. "Shigaraki loves no one. Not even a pretty little jewel like you."

"Well then, take me to him." You retort, annoyance pulsing through your being.

"Fine. But your consequence is your consequence." The man tugged at your arm as he pulled you toward Shigaraki. "Shigaraki! This woman says that she's your wife! Make an example outta her and dust her!" The man laughed, dark eyes filled with dark humor.

Shigaraki turned, a hand scratching at his neck. Wincing, you knew that he was irritated, that was never a good thing.

Shigaraki looked at you up and down, an unreadable expression in his crimson eyes as he turned to the man who held your arm. By the fire in his eyes, and his increasing scratching, you knew that he was now angry.

Slowly walking over to the two of you, Shigaraki stopped in front of the man. Grasping the man's neck with three fingers, Shigaraki yanked the man's head toward his, fingers dancing on his neck impatiently.

"Don't touch what's not yours." Shigaraki growled before placing all five of his fingers onto the man's neck, instantly turning him into dust.

Glancing toward your slightly shaking form, Shigaraki placed three fingers onto your wrist and pulled.

"Come." He growled. You couldn't help but feel nervous at your husband's angry tone, he was deadly when he got angry. After scrambling to keep up with your angry lover, you arrived into your shared room.

"Tomu-"

"Why were you there?" Shigaraki asked with a cold tone.

"I-I wanted to check on you.."

"What are your orders?"

"Tom-"

"Your orders." Shigaraki demanded, eyes glued to your slightly shaking form.

"Stay inside my room. No matter what." You pout, folding your arms against your chest.

"Right. So why. Why did you disobey me?"

"I-I just wanted you to get some rest.."

"Don't worry about me. Worry about following your orders, and only that."

"But I'm your wife! I need to take care of you."

"Wife? Don't be pathetic (y/n). We're not married. You owe me nothing but obedience."

"B-but you gave me a ring.. you told me it was the same.."

"That was just to shut you up! Gosh (y/n) your such an idiot." Tomura cackled, crimson eyes protruding bitter rage.

As Tomura turned to walk away you grasped at your heart, starting to hyperventilate. "B-but you promised." You whimper, eyes tearing up.

"I owe you nothing. Because you are nothing. You're only purpose is to stay still, obey your orders, and look pretty when I decide to take you out."

"You said you'd make me happy!" You yell, tears falling down your face. Tomura just turned around before grinning wickedly.

"Oh (y/n). You're so sexy when you cry."

At that, you broke. Falling onto your knees you sobbed and screamed as Tomura walked out, an evil grin stuck on his face.

The next morning you awoke on the floor, limbs aching. After getting up you washed up in your shared bathroom before getting dressed. After doing your daily chores you crawled into bed, waiting for Tomura to come back.

As you waited you remembered the cruel words he said to you, tears falling down your cheeks as you repeated them in your head.

You and your hopes for your future with pathetic.

You were an idiot to think that the love of your life actually wanted you as his bride.

You were nothing.

Nothing but some pet that was expected to follow orders.

As you silently cried the door opened. Revealing an exhausted Tomura. As he stepped in you quickly closed your eyes, not wanting to talk with the man that broke you.

After stripping, he climbed into bed, pressing his bare chest to your back.

"Are you awake (y/n)? He asked, his deep voice low as he whispered in your ear. You remained quiet, breathing softly. Scoffing, Tomura squeezed your waist before falling asleep.

A few hours later you woke up to Tomura wiggling his way out of your hold. Sitting up, you rubbed at your puffy eyes.

"Oh. (Y/n)." Tomura mumbled, stopping his movements to get up.

"Tomura.. can we talk?" You whisper, tears pricking at your (e/c) eyes.

"I have a meeting to attend. Can this wait until tonight?"

"I-I just have one question."

"And I just have one meeting (y/n). Stop being so selfish." At that, Tomura got up and left the room, shutting the door harshly. Sighing, you pitifully laid back in bed, clinging to Tomura's pillow as tears fell down your cheeks.

A few hours later you paced around the room before grabbing one of the few books in the entire building. Tomura wasn't too keen on the idea of reading, but he gifted you some when he was just the leader of the League of Villains.

Life was good then. He trusted you, gave you the freedom to wander around the hideout, and loved you in any way possible. He cuddled you as he gamed, and he gifted you things you liked.

But, as his power grew he stopped viewing you as a person. He viewed you as some kinda trophy. Something to take out and show off once in a while, but besides that keep locked up. He held you when he slept, but that was because he grew used to your warmth. And wouldn't take no for an answer. Your "gifts" were now solely a sore body whenever he felt like it.

And when you misbehaved, he dusted things you liked. Including your favorite books and movies. And just recently your TV. So now, all you had were three books. Your shared bed -including your comforter and pillows-, a gaping hole of a heart, and a teddy bear that Tomura bought you when you first met, telling you to use it for comfort.

Grabbing your favorite book out of the three, you cuddle into your teddy bear. After a few hours you grabbed a different book, sighing as you saw the time.

9:48 pm

He's been gone all day. After reading for a few more hours you started pacing back and forth, hands entangled in your hair.

After about a half hour of pacing the door slowly opened. Scoffing, you noted it was 1:29 am.

"Tomura." You mutter, dropping your hands to your sides.

"What are you still doing up." Tomura sighed, moving to strip down to his boxers.

"You said we could talk once you were done with your meeting." You answer, folding your arms against your chest.

"I'm tired (y/n). We can talk about your little nagging later."

"Excuse me? Nagging?"

" 'Tomura, I want more books.' 'Tomura I want another TV.' 'Tomura I want you to pay more attention to me'. Right?"

"No! This is about last night!" You exclaim, getting annoyed at Tomura's attitude.

"What? Did I hurt your feelings?"

"Yes! You said some really cruel things! And I need to know if you meant them or not!"

"Yes retard. I did. I meant every single word I said to you. In fact, I have some more if you're going to be a baby about everything."

"Tomura! You're treating me like some sort of trophy! I'm a human being! Stop acting like I'm some sort of pet!"

Tomura just chuckled darkly, crimson eyes lacking the loving warmth they used to hold. "You're mine (y/n). You're one purpose is to obey. You are nothing without me."

"TOMURA LISTEN TO YOURSELF! YOU SOUND CRAZY!" As you yelled, Tomura tsked, walking over to your shared bed.

"W-what are you doing..?"

"You know not to yell (y/n). That was quite naughty of you." Tomura grinned evily as you screamed, falling onto your knees as he dusted your very last possessions- including your teddy bear. Leaving only his pillows, and your shared comforter.

"Now. Come sleep with me my Darling." The thought of lying next to Tomura made you feel sick, but you obeyed. Not wanting to get dusted yourself.

The next morning you woke up to an empty room. Tomura was gone, and you saw the perfect opportunity. Clad in Tomura's clothes -due to yours being dusted- you sneaked out of the room, creeping around in a large, dark hoodie so you hopefully wouldn't be recognized. Not that many people knew you to begin with.

Speedily walking down the corridor, you stopped and bowed as a large man walked by, only scoffing at your respectful gesture.

As he walked by, you hurriedly continued, panic settling in as you recognized Dabi, the second closest member of the LOV to you. You would talk late at night while waiting for Tomura, exchanging stories and how much you liked your husband boyfriend, how much Dabi hated him, and your goals in life.

He was like your big brother, and he always treated you better than he did others. Praying that he wouldn't notice you, you kept your head down as you walked past him.

"Wait." You cursed as you turned to see Dabi glaring at you, arms folded across his chest. "(Y/n)? What are you doing?" Dabi asked, turquoise eyes pinning you down.

"I'm going to a meeting with Tomura." You lie, keeping Dabi's cold gaze as he studied you.

"Funny. The meeting that I'm attending is this way. And Handyman said it was for the two of us. Alone."

"I-" as you cut yourself off Dabi tsked, pulling you into his chest.

"Y/n. What's wrong?" As he held you, you broke. Crying into his chest as you grasped at his shirt.

"He- he's not my Tomura anymore! He doesn't love me! He loves my appearance, and he loves to use me as an accessory and comfort at night. The man I loved is gone. And I need to get out of here. Please Dabi.. help me?" Dabi just held you tightly, rubbing your back soothingly.

"Don't worry y/n. I'll get you out." He murmured, chin resting on your shoulder.

"P-promise?"

"Promise."

Part Two | Alt. Ending

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So just some things I am seeing in my inbox. I'm glad that everyone is enjoying it. I'm glad for that because I was worried. I'm still not satisfied with it so I will change some things for my peace and hopefully less stress and frustration when I try some new things with codes.

With that said, some answers from some questions/comments in my inbox:

Black Flag is not aro/ace friendly. You can try to play but it's very romance based so if you aren't into that, you might have a very short experience. I do offer friendship routes, but the story becomes very short without the romance. If you find it okay even without the romance, awesome! Just know what you're getting into.

Jacques/Phoenix/Riley I don't see this as a issue on the coding side but someone said they got Phoenix at the party even if they don't romance them. You can get Phoenix to come on the romance path only. You can invite them as a friend but they won't or shouldn't come. Is anyone else having an issue? Jacques should also not comment on you flirting with others if you don't flirt with anyone. I played a messy route and played a loyal route. Both end up fine and work as intended so I'm not sure, but if others are having an issue too maybe I can get a better idea of what's going on.

Ryder kiss is only available on the bold path . So if you got it once but not another time, that's why. Should you replay it for bold? I wouldn't since there'll be a kiss only meant for the shy route, too. Ryder as flirtatious as they are actually doesn't like making the move first, hence why they hold back on the shy path. F!Ryder is bolder and she would make the move first but only when certain conditions are met.

Riley has a small crush on MC and the only one, too, but I don't know if it's romantic as it is that they just think MC is just really cool and someone new on the team. If you don't romance them, they'll just be a good friend. If you do flirt, and you see them being more friendly, it's because of that. So if you see some things on one playthrough and not on another, that's why.

Someone mentioned having clues which paths are flirty/romantic. I think the choices are pretty straightforward but if it's something you'd like, I can implement icons next to the choices. Are you finding the choices difficult to distinguish?

No, you don't have to improve friendships with others or your team. Yes, it will have consequences, and a different ending/path. But negative relationship with the team will not stop you from having a happy ending. You'll just have a different ending. And no, I don't know how many endings there'll be yet. So far, I have three but that is bound to change and because I plan to take into account how MC actually does in the competition.

No, you don't have to know about racing. I did add vocab for those that might not be familiar. There will be choices when we get to the driving in Chapter 3 that will have an affect overall on MCs capabilities but I will also try to give those answers either a chapter before or earlier in the same chapter so you just need to pay attention.

I think that's all for now.

[ant1quarian]

"Who is that from?" The query hangs in the air like a cloud. Dust can feel himself shrinking beneath his hood, hurrying to cover up the cracks in his radius.

"y'don't need to worry, arian, i've had worse."

"Not what I asked, my dear, but if you wish me to leave it alone then I will." The reply comes, though dryly. He crouches down to Dust's level, gently taking the wounded arm in his hand.

"... you would?"

"If I may be honest?" Three sets of wings swoop down and fold carefully against his back, "Only partially."

A lengthy silence.

"... it was nightmare."

And he has to fight back the feeling of terror that settles on his SOUL when a low, bass-tone hum rumbles through Arian's chest.

"Does this mean I get to kill him?"

"wh- no! arian y'can't just-" Dust's quieted by the several sets of eyes that lock onto him, one of the main two opened slightly wider- Arian's version of a raised brow.

"there's- there'll be consequences. where'll..."

"... the others go?"

A nod.

"I'm sure I could find a comfortable living arrangement for them."

[silverynight]

Underworld

<--Previous

Part XVIII

He puts the flowers on his crown back on the field; they attach to the ground like they have never been away from it.

Izuku stares at them and then wonders about what happened in the Olympus; he's still not sure exactly why his flowers were blooming every time he danced with Katsuki.

What does it mean? Although his heart beats like crazy inside his chest and he feels all warm and fuzzy inside every time he thinks about it.

It's alright. He can figure it out another day; right now he has to go back to his mother and tell her he's completely fine.

His mom gives him a hug that lasts a couple of seconds and a kiss on the cheek before she starts making dinner for the both of them.

With a grin on his face, Izuku decides to tell her only part of what happened there (she doesn't need to know about Endeavor at all).

***

He's glad when he sees Uraraka the very next day; they hang out for a while and walk towards the stream where they met for the first time.

Despite how terrified and scared for her he was that day, Izuku remembers the day with a fond smile on his face, not only because he met her, but due to the fact that he visited the underworld for the first time.

He misses his friends from the underworld and Dynamight too, but he also misses the place; mortals have a very negative concept of the underworld, at least the majority of them. They think of it as a place for suffering and sadness, but it's nothing like that at all.

Sometimes the pomegranate in his room looks too tempting... even though part of him knows there'll be consequences if he takes a bite.

"Are you alright?" Fortunately, Uraraka's voice snaps him out of it.

"Yes! Uhh... sorry!"

"It's okay, you don't have to apologize... it's obvious that you were thinking about something else, but it's fine." Uraraka makes a dismissive gesture with her hand, although she still looks a little bit worried.

Feeling a little bit flustered still, Izuku decides to tell her about his time in the Olympus. There's a mixture of emotions on her face, but she listens patiently from the beginning to the end.

Then proceeds to curse Endeavor in such a way, it makes Izuku blush; she definitely knows a lot of unique and creative swear words that she knows exactly how to use.

"Your goth Dad should've kicked him out himself," Uraraka comments out of the sudden, making Izuku choke on air.

"My what?"

"I mean the god of strategy," Uraraka explains. "He obviously cares about you. All Might too."

Izuku shakes his head even though it pleases him to hear that... however, he knows they're not... they probably have more important things to do than to care about him.

"Now, about that flower crown," she continues, looking not that pleased this time. "Obviously I don't know a lot about your kind of powers or gods and demigods in general, but if they react to your emotions then I think you might have a crush on the underworld grumpy god."

As soon as she says it, Izuku's face turns into an interesting shade of red and his heart beats like it wants to get out of his chest.

However, he refuses to believe it. Katsuki and he are friends again; he'd probably ruin their friendship with his ridiculous feelings.

Besides... flowers blooming doesn't have to mean that exactly, maybe he just lost control of his abilities because he was busy dancing with Katsuki.

There's nothing else to it.

"I'm still team Todoroki, by the way."

Izuku blinks back at her in utter confusion.

"What? Team Todoroki? Shoto is my friend too!"

"That's not what I was trying to say, but it's fine."

She changes the subject and walks back to Izuku's house with him; she's good friends with his mom now and wants to pay her a visit too.

Inko convinces her to stay for lunch.

***

He doesn't have time to think about what Uraraka said (or maybe he doesn't want to) because Katsuki appears in the field a few days later.

Izuku doesn't notice, but his lips immediately quirk up into a huge smile and he rushes towards Katsuki like it's been months instead of days since they last saw each other.

"Kacchan!"

The god of the dead smiles back at him, although he looks a little bit flustered out of the sudden. He rubs the back of his neck with one hand as he makes appear something with the other.

"Here. For you," he mumbles as he hands Izuku a dark rose. "This is a flower that has grown in the underworld... it doesn't change and it'll never die."

Izuku understands nature, especially plants and flowers and he can feel the energy coming from that rose; it's older than most of the things around him.

He's absolutely fascinated and happy with his gift. He knows he doesn't have to use his abilities on that one to keep it fresh. The pomegranate is just the same...

"Thank you!" Izuku beams before jumping into Katsuki's arms. "I love it!"

When he takes a few steps back, he realizes that Katsuki's cheeks are slightly pink now.

"You're such a flower nerd," the god says, staring fondly at him.

They sit under the shadow of a tree and Izuku listens as Katsuki tells him how Kaminari, Kirishima and Ashido are doing now; he's seen Ashido a couple of times since he left the underworld, but it's nice to know a little bit more about the other two.

"How's my sweet Dynamight doing?" He asks then because he can't help it; he misses the hell hound terribly.

"He keeps whining because he wants you to come back," Katsuki admits as his cheeks turn even more red for some reason. "You have bewitched him and now he can't live without you."

He says the last bit as he stares into Izuku's eyes, the green haired demigod feels his face warm suddenly and his heart beats inside his chest in a way that would make him worry if he was completely mortal.

"Maybe I-I could pay him a visit someday," he mumbles, feeling flustered. Why is he so nervous? This is Katsuki... his friend.

"He'd love that."

The god of the underworld leans closer and takes Izuku's hand in his, prompting the demigod to blush even more.

"Hey, nerd. You're doing the thing with the flowers again..."

Izuku feels confused for a moment (he's not wearing a flower crown this time) but when he turns around he realizes that he made the flowers around them bloom without even noticing it.

Maybe Uraraka is right, he probably has feelings for Katsuki and that could be a huge problem because Izuku refuses to ruin their friendship.

He needs to do something about it.

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Prologue > Chapter 1 > Chapter 3

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• NUMBER FOUR PRIVET DRIVE •

"We swear, We don't know how it happened! One minute the glass was there and then

it was gone. It was like magic." Harry said, his ear hurt from being dragged by Uncle Vernon.

"The glass just poff, Uncle Vernon. Surely you know that kids like us wouldn't do such an impossible thing!" You said out of breath as Uncle Vernon pulled the collar of your shirt from behind. You struggle to be released from his custody.

"There's no such thing as magic!" Uncle Vernon shouted angrily as he dragged you both towards the cupboard under the stairs.

You yelped in protest and squirmed in Uncle Vernon's arms while Harry winced in pain at his ears being pulled hard by Uncle Vernon. Uncle Vernon unlocked the cupboard and threw you both into the cupboard before slamming the door and locking it. You cursed under your breath and brushed yourself from the wrinkles in your shirt while Harry sat quietly while rubbing his sore ear.

"That stupid man didn't use his brain at all to think that children like us would do such a thing." you huffed and leaned against the cupboard wall. Arms crossing over your chest, you frowned.

Harry glanced at you briefly. "but you saw it with your own eyes didn't you? the glass suddenly disappeared and reappeared after the python came out. That's quite impossible" Harry said and leaned next to you too, eyes looking at the locked cupboard door.

You scoffed. "If only Dudley didn't behave like an ape, this wouldn't happen. We wouldn't be locked up and not fed for a week" you huffed in frustration. "oh for goodness sake! Why does it have to be like this?!"

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Dudley parades about the kitchen in knickerbockers, tailcoat and straw boater, tapping the floor with a Knobbly stick, while a teary Aunt Petunia snaps a photo with a flash camera. A glance at Dudley, I don't have any weird metaphor now but he does look like an elephant in a shirt.

"Oh, Vernon, look at him. To think in only a week he'll be off to Smeltings." Aunt Petunia gushed.

Uncle Vernon smiled excitedly. "Proudest moment of my life"

"shameful moment of my life" you whispered, rolling your eyes at Dudley.

Harry looked at Petunia with dread. "will i have to wear that too?"

Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon looked at him as if he was stupid although he wasn't one before the let out a mocking laughed at him. "You! Go to Smeltings? Don't be stupid You'll go to state school, where you belong. That there'll be yours, once I'm done dying it" Aunt Petunia walked to the kitchen, Harry and you followed her from behind. You cover your nose upon smelling a musty smell. "Your sister will not be with you as she is going to the Girls' school. That's where she belongs to learn her manners" Aunt Petunia added while taking out the old soaked uniform with tongs.

"I don't need someone to teach me manners. I'm fine the way I am. It's you who needs to be taught" you argued.

Aunt Petunia glared at you with hatred. "You said something like that again, there won't be any food for two weeks." she warned which you do not mind.

Your stomach is used to being hungry for a long time. So that's pretty common. Harry on the other hand only a week maximum which you are grateful that he doesn't have to go through the same consequences as you even though he is the older twin who is supposed to protect his youngest sibling.

But you're the type that likes to look for troubles so you don't care about siblings protect siblings term because those punishments have a reason why you're the only one who gets it. Which is your fault too for not keeping your mouth shut like now.

Harry glanced at a tub of gray mud boiling on the stove. He looked at it with disgust while you seemed to want to vomit at that foul smell.

'The smell gives me a headache' you thought. You held your nose from inhaling the poisonous smell

"But that's Dudley's old uniform. It'll fit me like bits of old elephant skin." Harry said, eyes focusing on Dudley's old shirt which was too big for Harry.

"What about my uniform. You yourself said I was going to another school." you looked at aunt Petunia strangely.

"Fit you fine enough and I'll find some old uniforms from parents whose daughter goes to the same school and dye it too" she replied to Harry without looking at him.

"cruel" You whispered which only Harry heard. Harry silently agreed.

"go get the post. Go!" Aunt Petunia ordered Harry.

Harry shook his head and moved out of the kitchen to the door, you sent him a sympathetic look.

"And you, go mop the floor, I don't want you to waste your time just standing here. Go" Aunt Petunia demanded before turning her gaze to the dying pot of the old uniform.

You grumbled and walked to the store where the mop and bucket were kept. You took the two items and walked to the bathroom to fill the bucket with soap before doing your forced task. You wring the mop and mop the floor.

Back to Harry, there are 4 letters on the mat. A bill, a postcard and envelopes of yellow parchment.

Harry takes all, then stops, staring at the envelope, which is addressed in emerald ink.

Mr. H. Potter

The Cupboard Under The Stairs

4 Privet Drive

Little Whinging

Surrey

Harry turns the envelope over, finds a purple wax. It is a coat of arms, surrounding a large letter H. Harry shuffled another letter in his hand which is addressed to you.

Ms. F/i. Potter

The Cupboard Under The Stairs

4 Privet Drive

Little Whinging

Surrey

Harry eyes focusing on two letters addressed to you and him in puzzled. Who in their right mind wants to send letters to both of them? Is this a joke? It might be a joke. No one knows who they are.

Harry walked towards the kitchen, hands clutched 4 letters but his eyes only focused on the two mysterious letters. You who just finished mopping the floor looked at Harry odd behavior.

"Harry?" You called him.

Harry lifted his head to look at you before he walked towards you and gave you a mysterious letter. You took the letter and looked at it weirdly. It has your name and your cupboard address.

You frowned in confusion. This is probably just a joke. As long as you live, no one has ever sent a letter in your name. Until now. Whoever sent you this letter better be prime minister or any powerful people who want to offer you a good position in their cult. What a weird metaphor. The letter even has the cupboard address where you live. How come that person who sent this letter knows where you live. Harry probably got the same letter because he seemed lost for words as he gives the other two letters to uncle Vernon. His eyes focusing on the letter in his hands. Dudley who noticed Harry's hands holding the mysterious letter quickly snatched his letter out of his hand.

"Dad! Look! Harry's got a letter!" Dudley exclaimed as he gave the letter to his dad.

Seeing this, you quickly folded the letter and hid it in the pocket of your baggy pants and continued mopping the floor. You haven't opened the letter yet so you better not let the letter go through the same fate as Harry's letter. You looked at the floor while mopping, ignoring the other human at the dining table who was fussing about Harry got a letter. You hummed Bohemian Rhapsody in your throat softly.

Harry determined to get his letter trying to snatched his letter back from Uncle Vernon's hand to which Uncle Vernon brought the letter out of his reach.

"that's mine!" Harry yelled.

Uncle Vernon looked at him in disbelief. He grinned. "Yours? Who'd be writing to you-" His face automatically goes pale. Uncle Vernon looked at his wife with knowing looked while Aunt Petunia seems uncertain.

Harry gulped.

"the girl.. She must get the same letter. Get the girl now" Uncle Vernon told his wife.

Aunt Petunia turned and walked towards you who was still mopping the floor. She forcefully takes your elbow and pulls you to the dining table. You yelped in surprise.

"Give me the letter now" Aunt Petunia hissed.

"What letter?" you cocked your head to the side a little.

"Don't play dumb, girl. Give us the letter you got!" Uncle Vernon shouted.

"I don't know what letter you two mean! I don't have any letter!" you lied

"Check the girl, Petunia. She must hide it in her pants pocket" Uncle Vernon said to his wife. His face was very red when he looked at you.

Aunt Petunia moved to you and forcefully checked your pants pocket while you tried to smack her hands. Aunt Petunia put her hand in your pants pocket and managed to pull out the mysterious letter you got. You looked at her with hatred as you tried to take the letter back from Aunt Petunia's hand, but Aunt Petunia took it out of your reach.

"that's mine! Give it back!" you yelled furiously.

"Shut up and go back to your cupboard!" Uncle Vernon yelled angrily.

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The next day, like the day before, there are 6 letters that are the same as the first day on the mat. Uncle Vernon who was in the front hall breathed furiously as he took the six letters and tore all the letters out of rage.

You who wear reading glasses and are leaning against the wall with a book of Greek Mythology on your lap, looked up from the book you were reading after hearing a loud drilling from the front hall. Harry who was quietly playing his miniature horse turned his body towards you in confused. You shrugged your shoulders at him as if you didn't know.

"No more mail through this letterbox"

You frowned in question.

Harry decided to open the cupboard door a little, you put your Greek mythology book aside and leaned in a bit to peek out of the cupboard. There Uncle Vernon was drilling the letterbox with screws and a medium-sized board with a wireless drilling machine in his hand.

"the hell" you muttered before returning to your position as Harry looked at Uncle Vernon with displeasure as he closed the cupboard door.

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The next day, Uncle Vernon who was wearing his work suit held the briefcase tightly in his hand. He is ready to go to work. Aunt Petunia kissed his cheek lovingly.

"Have a lovely day at the office, dear" Aunt Petunia said to him, lovingly as she kissed his cheek but then her face changed after spotting several owls on the car.

Uncle Vernon turned and was a little shocked when he spotted the owls. He then waving his briefcase, trying to shoo the owls on his car but the owls do nothing.

"Shoo! Go on!" he shooed the owls.

Aunt Petunia, as if sensing something wrong looked down and spotted some letters addressed to you and Harry. She patted his husband's arms. Her eyes still on the letters above on the pavement. Uncle Vernon turned his gaze to the pavement and saw the letters in disbelief.

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Another day, Aunt Petunia was in the kitchen preparing to make breakfast. She took an egg container and set it on the kitchen counter before she took a bowl and set it in front of her. She then cracked an egg but she suddenly turned confused when she saw that there was no content in the egg instead there was a letter in it.

She breathed heavily before she cracked another egg but it was still the same. Her face began to show a feeling of terror as she cracked another egg and another and another but the content was still the same. A letter addressed to you and Harry. A sound of birds can be heard outside the kitchen window. Aunt Petunia looked out the window in terror before she screamed in fear when she spotted a few owls outside her house.

You looked up from your book and frowned.

"shesh.. She must be stressed" you mumbled.

Harry hummed in agreement as he lay down and boredly played with some of Dudley's broken toys to relieve the boredom.

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Another day, at night you and Harry came out of the cupboard to drink water but then you both stopped in the living room when you ran into Uncle Vernon who was burning something in the fireplace. You looked at him with hate.

He burned the same letters one by one in the fireplace with a smug face. He looks satisfied. He laughed and double checked you both before he waved a letter with your name written on it and tossed it into the fireplace.

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"Fine day, Sunday. Best day of the week in my opinion. Know why I say that, Dudley?" Uncle Vernon said happily.

Dudley who was sitting in front of his mother shook his head. You and Harry, who was assigned to pour tea and offer cookies to the family, looked at Uncle Vernon with a resigned look.

"Because there's no post on Sundays." Harry muttered while offering Uncle Vernon cookies who took the cookie smugly.

"Right you are, Harry! No post on Sunday, hah! " he beamed with satisfaction.

You rolled your eyes before moving to Aunt Petunia who was holding her teacup towards you without looking at you as her attention was only on Dudley, expecting you to pour her tea. You sighed and poured tea into her cup. Silently wished that the tea she drank was bitter.

You put the teapot on the table after your task is done. You sigh lightly. Mind thought about the mysterious letters that Aunt and Uncle Dursley destroyed whenever they found it before the two of you. What are they afraid of the letters? Why are they acting weird whenever the letters are sent? More important, who sent the mysterious letter like there's no tomorrow? A huge amount of letters scattered throughout the day, who doesn't find it strange?

"No blasted letters today! No, sir. Not one single bloody letter. Not one-" Uncle Vernon said in delightful.

You scoffed at him and looked at the family with contempt. Why did they take you both in if they treated you like servants? You looked out the window. You narrowed your eyes when you saw several owls outside the house.

"No, sir, not one blasted, miserable-" he jerked in shock when he felt something thrown at him.

Out of the sudden, as if there was an earthquake. A loud noise started to be heard from the fireplace making the family look at each other strangely before turned to terror when many letters pouring out of the fireplace as if someone blasted the letters out of the fireplace.

The family screamed in terror at that. Aunt Petunia and Dudley hugged while Uncle Vernon screamed in terror.

"Make it stop!" Dudley screamed.

You and Harry grinned and starting to snatched the letters before Uncle Vernon stopped you and Harry. You kneeled to the floor to pick up the letter with your initials written on it while Harry who climbed pm top of the table took the letter with his name on it. You scoffed at him.

'Why can't he just pick up the letter on the floor?!' you thought before quickly running out of the living room to go to your cupboard but then you suddenly feel as if tugging on your mid section.

A sausage hand in your mid section pulled you in front of the cupboard with Harry in another hand. Uncle Vernon gripped both of you hard while you both shouted to be released and struggled in his arms. Suddenly another wave of letters came out of the letterbox, making it hard for Uncle Vernon to grab you both but he managed.

'dammit this man is strong' you struggle to let go. The letter in your hand crumpled in your grip.

"Get off!" Harry shouted.

"Let me go!" You elbowed Uncle Vernon's stomach.

"That does it! We're going away! Far away

Where they can't find us! Where they can't get to us!" Uncle Vernon shouted in the letters attacked.

"Daddy's gone mad, hasn't he?" Dudley said in feared.

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A very sad-looking hut sits perched upon a Targe Rock far at sea. Wind whistles. The sea rages. Heavy rain with lightning strikes like there is no tomorrow.

You who was lying on the ragged blanket next to Harry, grinning while drawing candles on the dust on the floor while Harry put a last touch on the cake you both etched on the dusty floor. Harry grinned contentedly and turned his head to the digital watch that Dudley was wearing. Dudley snores loudly making you roll your eyes annoyingly.

'pig' you said in your heart.

The digital clock ticked to midnight, You and Harry smiled at each other.

"Make a wish, Harry" you said, smiling.

"You too, Y/n" Harry replied.

The both of you closed your eyes to make a wish before blowing out the 'candle' in unison and the 'flames' of dust scattered around. Eyes still closed, you both hold your wish.

BANG! You both jerked in shock amd so was Dudley who woke up from his sleep with shock with sudden noise then he quickly got up from the broken sofa. The door shudders on the hinges when something seemed to try to break in. You and Harry petrified at that before Harry pulled your hand away and rushed to hide. Harry leaning against the walls and so was you but you seemed to be trying to hide your whole body against the wall making your right arm bumped against the stone wall hard. You hissed softly. Harry looked at you with concern. You just waved your uninjured hand at your brother.

You know that your hand will leave bruises later. You two keep quiet.

BOOM! A pin squirrels out of its housing. Falls to the floor. You covered your mouth with your palm, trying to keep yourself from screaming as Harry hugged your body closer to him protectively. Heart racing in the chest as nervousness and fear began to increase when the wooden door that was about to collapse was banged. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia who woke up due to the sudden noise came down from their bedroom. Uncle Vernon had a rifle in his hand as he pointed the rifle at the door of the hut. His face held anxious and nervous feelings while Aunt Petunia was scared and shaking like a leaf.

"Who's there? I warn you--I'm armed!" Uncle Vernon warned as he still aimed the rifle at the door of the hut. Finger on the trigger.

SMASH! The door of the hut fell to the floor and was torn from its hinges. An immense silhouette that was very massive bowed slightly to enter the hut. He is so tall that his head almost reaches the ceiling. His massive body shows that he is a strong person. His face is covered with a thick mustache while his hair is so long and thick. In his hand there is an umbrella. He wears a thick brown long coat and wears dark brown pants with a boots.

You and Harry were stunned to see the giant mysterious man. Mouth agape and eyes widened. The Dursley shaking in fear upon seeing the giant man.

"Er, right. Sorry 'bout that.. " the giant man apologized with his rough voice before he turned and lifted the collapsed door from the floor and put it back on its frame. Though he just put the collapsed door by leaning it on it frame. He turned his body back to the people in the hut. His eyes focused on Dudley who was standing in the center of the hut with a frightened look. The giant man frowned.

"Mind, I haven't seen yeh since yeh were

a baby, Harry, but yeh' re a bit more along than I woulda expected. Specially round the in middle." The giant man mistook Dudley for Harry while gesturing his hand on his stomach.

You snorted quietly at what the giant man said. Harry glared at you though he too found it rather amusing that the giant man really called Dudley fat.

"Where's yer sister Y/n? didn't yeh two always attached at the hip? Where is she?" he added, eyes looking around for a glimpse of you.

Dudley looked terrified. "I- I'm not Harry" he stuttered.

Harry decided to come out of his hiding place, dragging you behind him. His protective brother instinct is kicking.

"I am" Harry entered the conversation. He was slightly terrified at the giant man.

You looked up at the giant man's face curiously. He seems friendly and kind even though his physical looks intimidating but his eyes hold kindness and friendliness. The man turned to face Harry who finally came out from hiding.

"Well now, of course you are." The man said in his rough and heavy accent. He then noticed you behind Harry. "well, there yer are, Y/n. Always attached to the hip, like I said before!" he beamed.

You nodded shyly. You don't know this man but he knows yours and Harry's name. Like he knows you two for a long time.

Uncle Vernon then pointed his rifle at the giant man. "I demand that you leave at once, sir! You are breaking and entering! " he yelled at the man.

The man turned his gaze from you two to Uncle Vernon. He approached Uncle Vernon. Aunt Petunia held her husband's shoulder in fear and hid herself behind her husband.

The man then took the end of the rifle in his massive hand as he glared at Uncle Vernon. "Ah, dry up, Dursley, yeh great prune." the man then bend the end of the rifle upwards and Uncle Vernon in fear pressed the trigger of the rifle which created the sudden shot to the ceiling of the hut.

Both Uncle and Aunt jerked in shock and fear. They both shivered in the presence of the giant man in front of them.

You looked at the man impressed. "wow.. He's strong"

Harry nodded in silence. The man then turned his gaze on you both. His furious face turned friendly when his eyes focused on you two.

"Anyway, Harry, Y/n. Got summat fer yeh two. 'Fraid I mighta sat on it at some points, but 'magine it'll taste all right jus' the same... Let's see now... Got it here somewhere" The man rummaging his coat, looking for something in his big coat pocket then he took out a medium-sized box from inside his coat and gave it to Harry who took it.

You looked over Harry's shoulder. Curiosity in your eyes as Harry opened the box. There is a freshly baked cake with your and Harry's name written on it. 'Happee Birthdae, Harry and Y/n' scrawled in green icing. You widened your eyes. Never had ever someone give you two gifts or cake on your birthday. The Dursleys always give you both coins or broken pens as 'birthday gifts' but this. This makes your heart touch with this giant man.

"Baked it myself, words an' all." The man said delightfully.

"Thank you" Harry and you said at the same time.

"Well,· it's not ev'ry day yer young man

and young woman turns 'leven, now is it, eh" The man replied with a genuine smile.

Hagrid turns to the fireplace, gives the embers a poke with the pink umbrella. As they ROAR to life, the man sat on the moth eaten sofa. The sofa slightly bends over the man's weight. You both widened your eyes after witnessing such impossible things.

'how come that umbrella..' you thought as you approached the giant man.

"eh.. Excuse me, sir... Who are you?" you asked the man confused.

The man was silent for a moment when someone addressed him formally but he then smiled at you.

"Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts." He introduced himself to you. "Of course, yer know all about Hogwarts"

You shook your head at him. "Sorry, we've never heard of Hogwarts"

Harry nodded in agreement. Hagrid looked at you with uncertainty.

"No? Blimey, Harry, Y/n, did yeh never wonder

where did yer mum and dad learned it all?" Hagrid questioned.

"learned what?" Harry is now by your side.

"Yer a wizard, Harry and Y/n a witch" Hagrid said.

You narrowed your eyes at him. Harry widened his eyes.

"A witch? What kind of flavor or type of Witch?" you asked him with curiosity.

"And a thumpin' good 'un, I'd wager, once yeh've been trained up a bit." Hagrid replied.

You let out a short laugh. "Well, we can't be wizard and witch."

Harry agreed with what you said. "surely you made a mistake, we can't be a wizard and a witch.. I mean.. We're just.. Just Harry and Y/n. We don't have magic"

"Well just Harry and Y/n, did yeh ever make anything 'appen? Anythin' yeh couldn't explain, when yeh were angry or scared?" Hagrid questioned.

You both fell silent. A sign of recognition on both of your faces when you remember some impossible events that happened before to both of you resulting in both of you being locked in a cupboard for a few weeks. Well, not much. So far, things floating in the air or frogs suddenly appear and jump on Aunt Petunia's face. That's it.. You and Harry looked at each other.

Hagrid smiled at you two. Which means what he said is true. He then got up from the broken sofa and slipped his hand into his big coat before taking out two envelopes and giving them to the two of you. You both took the envelope curiously. The same letters that Uncle Vernon did not give up on destroying. Now it is in both of your hands.

Harry opened his envelope. He read the contents of the letter out loud. "Dear Mr. Potter, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.. "

You raised your eyebrows at that and stared at your own letter. You don't need to read it because you know the content in it as Harry has already read it out loud. Now this is quite interesting. A magic school. You never thought such a school existed in this world. But then again, there's a lot you don't know about this world.

"Magi-"

"absolutely not! They'll not be gone, I tell you! We swore when we took them in, we'd put a

stop to that rubbish!" Uncle Vernon disagreed, stomping his foot toward the the two of you.

You glared at him in realization and so was Harry. "You knew?! You knew and never told us that we are a Wizard and a Witch." You let out a disbelief laughed. "wow.. We didn't know that you two knew how to keep a secret for so long"

"You watch your mouth, girl!" Uncle Vernon yelled at you.

"maybe if you two tell us this thing maybe I can watch my mouth!" you argued "and you knew about that!"

Harry took your hand and squeezed your hand to calm you down. You scoffed at them.

Aunt Petunia looked at you two in distasteful. "Of course we knew! How could you not be, my dratted sister being what she was. Oh, mother and father were so proud when the letter came. 'A witch in the family isn't it wonderful?' I was the only one who saw her for what she was...a freak!" she spat with hatred. "Then she met that Potter and had you both. I knew you'd be the same. Just as strange, just as abnormal. And then, if you please, she went and got herself blown up and we got landed with you"

"Oh god, i can smell jealousy" you rolled your eyes.

Aunt Petunia glared at you in hatred.

"Blown up? You told us, our parents died in a car crash." Harry said with bewilderment.

"CAR CRASH! A car crash kills Lily and James Potter? It's an outrage! A scandal!" Hagrid yelled in disbelief.

"You lied to us" You hissed at them.

"THEY'LL NOT BE GOING! I TELL YOU!" Uncle Vernon yelled, aiming his bent rifles at Hagrid like a fool.

"An' I s'ppose a great Muggle like yerself is goin' ter stop them" Hagrid challenged him.

You and Harry looked at him in confusion. "muggles?" said in unison.

"Non-magic folk." Hagrid replied to you both with a friendly tone in his voice before he turned furiously towards Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia. "This children's name's been down ever since they were born. They're off to the finest school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world and they'll be under the greatest headmaster Hogwart's has ever known, Albus Dumbledore-"

"I will not pay for some old crackpot fool to teach them magic tricks!" Uncle Vernon cut him off.

Hagrid glared at him furiously. He aimed his tip of umbrella at Uncle Vernon's face who took a step back. "NEVER... INSULT... ALBUS DUMBLEDORE IN FRONT OF ME!"

You grinned when you saw Uncle Vernon's scared face. This is what you want to see. Him, put in his place. It's not like you're so cruel to see him scared, he just deserves that.

Hagrid then turned his gaze from uncle Vernon to Dudley who was eating birthday cake at the end of the hut. He then aimed his umbrella at Dudley and a spark of light came out of the tip of the umbrella. Suddenly a pig tails appeared in Dudley's butt making him scream in terror as he ran around the hut while his parents screamed in fear.

Uncle Vernon roared as the family hurries out of the hut's living room. You and Harry laughed out loud at the poor family. This is the best thing you have ever witnessed. They deserve it.

"Tha's curious. Meant ter turn 'im into a complete pig, whole hog an' all. Suppose he was so much like a pig already, there wasn't much left do." Hagrid looked at his umbrella strangely.

"I'm sure you've done your best to turn him into a complete pig. He just.. well he's indeed a pig even if you didn't change him. He just doesn't have a tail which thankfully you added" you beamed at him him as you patted his massive arm. You looked so small beside him. Once he bumped into you, you might have been thrown across the universe.

Hagrid smiled at you gratefully and patted your head gently. Harry who was speechless to say that was staring in awe at Hagrid's umbrella.

"Er, be grateful. if yeh didn't mention that to anyone at Hogwarts. Strictly speakin', I'm not allowed to do magic." Hagrid said to you both which you both nodded in understanding before he took out his pocket watch. "Bit behind schedule, aren't we? Best be off."

Hagrid exited the hut, leaving you two to consider this matter.  Harry looked lost while you fought the urge to follow Hagrid or not. You have trust issues when you live with the Dursleys. Hagrid poked his head in to look at the two of you.

" 'Less, o' course, yeh'd rather stay.' Hagrid said.

"nope! we're going then. Come on Harry, We're going on an adventure!" You pulled Harry's hand and dragged him out of the hut. Following Hagrid to a magical place.

Hagrid laughed at your enthusiasm self.

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The Bad Decisions Prompt List

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I could burn your stuff out in the yard, Slash your tires and key your car

In the back of my Chevy Fogged glass, hot and heavy We committed some deadly sins

I'm just gonna get Messed up in the sheets with a stranger

I watched her walk down A white church aisle wearing white

Well, the sun comes up as I say, good morning, darlin'

When you lose that dress, I lose my head And I'll never find it laying in your bed

Only way to fall out of love is to hate you

I smell his cologne on your shirt, it's hard to breathe in

Crying forever tears for another man

Yeah, it's lookin' like Double shots of whiskey on the rocks

How can she smile when my heart is all shattered I wanna stand up at the altar and scream

Like the story behind that scar

Got a good girl sayin' I'm the only one she wants

Made a promise to me front of God then she left Now she's swearin' the same vows to him

I said, "Ooh, I'm drownin' in the night Oh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust"

And justify that night you had in his bed

Yeah, I'd do anything with anybody but you

Does he know that her snow colored gown is a lie

You've knocked me down a few times you're tough But I'm getting better at getting back up

 blow all my money on a wedding ring

Girl, where you been at? Don't try to lie

You can turn me on with just a touch, baby

Guess I'm the old love And he's the new

It’s who you are inside and what you do For everyone else not just you

So put your high heels on and diamonds around your neck

And you whisper sweet nothings in my ear

Take her hand slow it down

This ain't the first time I've danced with the devil

He'll smell like smoke, taste like beer Tell me all the things a girl wants to hear

I wanna start a family & watch those kids sprout like a tree.

I've been tryna call I've been on my own for long enough Maybe you can show me how to love,

Cussin' the fire outta me

You can try to break me any way you can

You're a fuckin' bitch, hope you know that shit

We both know there'll be consequences But, girl, we're good at making bad-bad decisions

Might not always be in between the straight and narrow

It’s the little things in life that mean the most

This ain’t my last rodeo

I heard a slammin' door This time it damn sure ain't the breeze

I may be bruised but I ain’t broke

The reason why I know what hurts the worst Is only 'cause I learned it from you first

So how can she Be happy ever after me

Look her in the eye when she says I do Hold onto that moment cause you know that you

How many others are you sleepin' with?

You call me up, you're already drunk I tell you off and then hop in the truck

2 a.m. at a Broadway bar She's puttin' her number in my phone

[monster-match-if]

Oh hey, I have two new questions!

First one is a more general one: you said MC would be able to be turned into a vampire or werewolf. But do other supernatural species have the ability to "turn" humans? Vampires and werewolves turning humans are a fiction staple, but other species are a rarer thing which is a shame, so I'm wondering about this setting.

Second one is more cibled: about Sei's romance again. Since we still have to couple up with other contestants, will MC be able to tell their "in-game partner" that they are not interested in them because they are attracted by the host? At least do so in secret since it's better to hide that from the public (well, at the very least at the start). Cause you know, I imgine if MC gets along with their "partner" even if they realize they are not actually interested romantically in them, they may want to come clean about that to avoid hurting them or giving them false hopes.

Hey^^ These are some really good questions! 1. I thought about this, but I'm not 100% on it. Besides the vampire and the werewolf, I have the cecaelia marked as being able to grant MC gills for a time, but I was picturing it as something that needs to be constantly renewed. Now, personally, I'd love to be a tentacled monster under the sea 🤣 but would I be bending the rules a bit too much if all monsters in game had this option?🤔The kitsune could also work as a type of were-fox. Another option I was considering was giving MC magic of their own and making them be able to simulate some of the traits as in turn the lower body into a snake, octopus, elongate the ears like an elf and gain agility to frolic in the woods :)) But it would work like a potion with a time limit. I'll think about this a bit more, but that's what I had in mind so far. The only one I don't want MC to be able to turn into are the elves, just because there's an added little angst factor with their lifespan and Eli would be shortening their live considerably by choosing and mating with MC (lord of the rings style, just fading away after partner's death) 2. The public will 100% not know the entire time - at most, there might be a tweet about how MC and RO look like good friends. But telling the RO MC is coupled with will be possible. I am not 100% sure if there'll be consequences though.😅 The way I have it planned for now is the MC will always win the show, just because I think it would be disappointing to the readers not to. But I was considering some options for MC and their partner to come in second... A scorned RO trying and failing to pretend they're in a happy relationship with MC while MC is in love with the Host... would be a very good option 😂 But I'm thinking of doing this only if MC also got close to the contestant RO, had fluffy moments, kissed and then in the final week sprung it on them that they'll be going home with the naga 😂 Not 100% on this either though, as it would be 10 times easier to just always have MC win and then split it from there what they do with the money and who they leave the show with.

[icy-watch]

And Kai was taken by Nadakhan.

I'm not sure how to feel about that. I wasn't expecting anyone to be taken for at least another episode. I was thinking they'd at least be captured and held prisoner for a hot minute.

Kai really might be needed to collect the Tiger Widow Venom. And with him being MIA, they're really going to struggle.

I'm glad the commissioner is letting them off the hook. They won't have to hide anymore. Which, this little arc passed so quickly. It probably could have gone on another episode or 2.

So, the way Flintlocke had a thing for Delara back in the day, just by his reaction to seeing Nya's face. He is definitely going to use this against Nadakhan at some point.

Jay being adopted came out of left field. But it does seem to make sense, as neither Ed nor Edna seem to be the ones to have been the Master of Lightning at any point from the flashbacks we've seen.

And the Realm Crystal is destroyed. Things are... bad. I really think there's going to be some negative consequences for that. As in, Ninjago and other realms being destroyed at a much faster pace.

Tomorrow's going to be a bit dicey on whether or not I'll be able to liveblog. I have something in the late morning that might drag in to my time in the evening, but it might end around lunch time. For now, I'm going to say on Thursday there'll be 2 episodes and nothing on Wednesday. Until then!