#except my copy is on the other side of the country and i don't feel like waiting august to read it

[bobigleux]

'tis the season (i want to read I was born for this again)

[somelegobird]

EVIL ARC

What every Ninjago Character has said they love(d) HATED

Exactly the same as my love list, same rules, same premise (except that it's about hating now). However it has its own doc so as to not clog the other doc. It's only checked up to the same point as the last doc, but it seems like the transcripts are slowly getting updated PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PL

Anywa

Arin

Rapton

Cole

Dragons (used to)

Snakes (three times | | | )

To hurt Rocky’s feelings

Telling Master Wu that if they don't get out before Pythor unleashes the Great Devourer, he thinks this will be the end of all their destinies.

Working as a bank security guard

Being a kid

To leave a mark on their past selves

Admitting Kai is onto something

Bringing up the fact that parachutes would’ve come in handy

Heights

Dareth

Admitting that Harumi was right

Garmadon

The First Spinjitzu Master

The ninja

Magic

Iron Baron

Manure

Jay

Samurai (four times | | | | )

Telling Nya that objects in the mirror are closer than they appear

Sunrise exercise

Saying that Cole deserved a little to get hit by Garmadon

Being leader

Losing

Unbeatable creatures

Breaking up the reunion between the replacement ninja

Doing laundry

Rates

Kai

Feeling helpless

Technology

Having to check Skylor’s back for a tattoo

To let anyone down (literally (this was part of a witty quip))

Water

The Sword of Sanctuary

Telling Morro in Lloyd’s body to watch out for the cliff edge

Ninja

Iron Baron

The new Ninja

Saying that he doesn’t feel anything after attempting dragon form

Fireproof monsters

Kapau

Admitting that maybe Chen losing his army wasn’t a bad thing

Krux

Electronic devices

When Acronix makes up sayings

Lloyd

Vegetables

Not having a full team

To sleep

Lou

Kai’s hair

Miss Demeanor

The country(side)

Morro

Waiting

Nya

Getting called “cute”

Feeling left out

Breaking it to Wu that sometimes elemental powers can skip a generation

Dresses 

Not having tunes on the ride

Harumi

Ice

The Never-Realm

Pythor

Being small

Rapton

All of the Ninja

Vania

Spiders, especially huge slobbering ones with fangs

Wu

Thinking about what would happen if Morro got the Realm Crystal

Wyldfyre

Missing jokes

And same as last time, the things ordered by season and copied directly are below

Rise of the Serpentine

(Rise of the Snakes) Lloyd: I hate vegetables! (Starts grunting and falls down.)

(Rise of the Snakes) Cole: If there was anything I hated more than dragons, it was snakes.

(Snakebit) Cole: I hate to hurt Rocky's feelings, but I think he's just been replaced.

(Can of Worms) Cole: That's it. I used to hate Dragons, but now I officially hate snakes.

(Can of Worms) Cole: Ugh, I hate snakes.

(The Snake King) Jay: I'm gonna say it: I hate Samurai.

(The Snake King) Jay: ARGH!! I HATE THAT SAMURAI!!!!

(Tick Tock) Young Garmadon: I hate you.

(Once Bitten, Twice Shy) Jay: Heh. So that Samurai. Oh, man. I hate him, don't you?

(Once Bitten, Twice Shy) Jay: Though I hate the Samurai, where is he when you actually need him?

(The Royal Blacksmiths) Lou: Kai, love the energy, hate the hair.

(All of Nothing) Cole: I hate to break it to you, Sensei, but if we don't get out of here before Pythor unleashes the Great Devourer, I think this will be the end of all our destinies.

(Day of the Great Devourer) Jay: Uh, hate to tell you this, but objects in the mirror are closer than they appear.

Legacy of the Green Ninja

(Darkness Shall Rise) Cole: Eh, that's okay. I hated that job anyway.

(Ninjaball Run) Garmadon: No! I hate those ninja!

(Child’s Play) Cole: I hated being a kid!

(Wrong Place, Wrong Time) Cole: I'd hate to leave a mark.

(The Stone Army) Jay: I hate sunrise exercise.

(The Last Voyage) Kai: Ugh, I hate feeling helpless.

Rebooted

(The Surge) Cole: Guys, hate to admit it, but maybe Kai is onto something.

(Blackout) Jay: I hate to say it, but you deserved that a little.

(Enter the Digiverse) Kai: Aah! I HATE TECHNOLOGY!

(The Titanium Ninja) Cole: I hate to bring this up now, but parachutes would've come in handy.

Tournament of Elements

(Spy for a Spy) Kai: Uh, I hate to do this, but it's your turn. Can I see your back, please?

(The Day of the Dragon) Kapau: I hate to admit it, but maybe Chen losing his army wasn't such a bad thing.

(The Day of the Dragon) Garmadon: I always hated Magic.

(The Greatest Fear of All) Pythor: I really hate being small! 

(The Greatest Fear of All) Kai: I'd hate to let anyone down, but...Fire!

(The Corridor of Elders) Nya: The new girl hates feeling left out.

Possession

(Stiix & Stones) Kai: I'm fine with heights. It's water I hate.

(Stiix & Stones) Nya: I hate to break it to you, but sometimes Elemental Powers can skip a generation.

(Stiix & Stones) Jay: I hate being leader, but I hate losing even more.

(Peak-a-Boo) Cole: I hate heights.

(Kingdom Come) Morro: But I hate waiting!

(Kingdom Come) Kai: I hate that sword.

(Kingdom Come) Kai: Hate to spoil this next, but just 'cause you're in my friend's body, watch out!

(The Crooked Path) Wu: If Morro finds it first and takes the Realm Crystal, I'd hate to think what would happen next.

(Curseworld, Part II) Jay: Oh, I hate unbeatable creatures.

Skybound

(Infamous) Kai: Yeah. You're right. Ninja, ugh, hate 'em.

(Operation Land Ho!) Nya: Ugh! I hate dresses.

(The Way Back) Jay: Ugh, I hate to break up the reunion, but may I remind you we have a wedding to stop?

Hands of Time

(The Hatching) Krux: I hate those infernal devices most of all!

(Scavengers) Nya: I hate not having tunes on the ride, but the USB port is the only way to power you back up.

(Scavengers) Lloyd: I hate not having a full team.

(Lost in Time) Krux: I hate when you make up sayings!

Sons of Garmadon

(The Oni and the Dragon) Jay: Aw, I always hated doing laundry.

(Game of Masks) Nya:Well now I hate her!

Hunted

(Iron & Stone) Kai: His throne. I already hate him.

(How to Build a Dragon) Iron Baron: Manure! I hate manure!

(The Weakest Link) Dareth: I hate to admit it, but she's right.

Secrets of the Forbidden Spinjitzu

(And Unlikely Ally) Nya: That's it! I hate ice! And I hate this... this place! And I hate...!

Master of the Mountain

(The Skull Sorcerer) Vania: I hate spiders, especially huge slobbering ones with fangs!

Seabound

(A Big Splash) Miss Demeanor: Ah, I hate the country.

Crystalized

(The Shape of Nya) Kai: I'm starting to hate them.

(Darkness Within) Jay: I hate rats!

(An Issue of Trust) Kai: I hate to say it, but ... I don't feel anything.

Dragons Rising s1

(Writers of Destiny) Kai: I hate fireproof monsters!

(We Are All Dragons) Arin: I hate Rapton too, but let's at least hear him out.

(We Are All Dragons) Rapton: I hate you all too, like, so much. 

Dragons Rising s2

(The Blood Moon) Lloyd: Okay, look... I've been having dreams that are so vivid, so frightening, I hate to sleep.

(Force from the East) Wyldfyre: What's so funny? Was there a joke? Oh, I hate missing jokes!

[braveclementine]

Chapter 1

Warnings: None, readers under the age of 18 can read this since it is all fluff.

Copyright: I do not own any Wizarding World characters that J.K. Rowling wrote. I do however own Elizabeth Kane (main character) and Trang Nyguen (best friend). There should be no use of these two names without my permission. I also do not condone any copying of this.

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𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖑𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖚𝖕 to the small house and let myself in, not bothering to lock the door behind me. Dad would be home soon. I treaded into the kitchen and got myself grapes out of the fridge before running up the stairs into my bedroom. I set my backpack down by my desk and threw myself down on my bed, a feeling of elation filling me. School was officially out.

My bedroom was rather small, but large enough for a bed, bookshelves, a nightstand, a dresser, and a desk. The walls were a light pink and covered with posters of famous Quidditch players and a few Muggle singers (I especially fancied the Beatles). My bed had purple covers and two stuffed animals- a wolf and a cat. The furniture was all white, a small pink phonograph box sitting on the nightstand next to the bed.

There was also a window on the right side of the room, near the foot of the bed, parallel with the door. If I looked out it, I could see into the neighbors back garden. There was a calendar over the desk where I had marked the days off till my birthday. . . and to my first day back to school.

This upcoming school year, I wouldn't be starting seventh grade like all of my friends. Instead, I would be going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. True, I haven't gotten my letter yet, but my dad said I will eventually get one because my birth parents had gone. Not to mention, he had said, that had I showed signs of uncontrolled magic when I was younger.

I suppose he was talking about the time when I turned the principals' jacket from black to bright yellow just by looking at her during a teacher-parent conference. It was an accident though and no one knew what had happened except dad. Actually, dad was quite humored by the accident. Or maybe he was thinking about the time I had breathed underwater for four minutes. I'm not entirely sure.

Of course, my Dad wasn't really my biological dad, he was my adopted dad. My real Dad-and mum- were murdered eleven years ago. Well, almost eleven years. If I'm being technical, it was 10 years and eight months. They were murdered on October 31, which has always kinda killed Halloween for me.

I also have a twin brother who I've never met. His name is Harry Potter. He lives with my Mum's sister, my Aunt. Apparently she's a Muggle. I feel bad for him. He's also extremely famous in our world. He survived being killed by Lord Voldemort. I probably would've been killed, Dad says, If my parents hadn't hidden me.

My Dad is a Werewolf by the name of Remus Lupin. That has caused some significant differences in my life compared to other wizards and witches kids (at least, I would assume considering I've never actually met a magical kid- though I've seen them at Diagon Alley). On full moons ever since I arrived at his house, he's had to set up sleepovers or fake appointments or out of town trips so that the neighbor or one of my friends parents would let me sleep over. But I don't mind, I love him. Honestly, I couldn't be happier.

The way I got to my Dads house is still a bit of a mystery, put together in bits and pieces. My dad assumes that his old friend Sirius Black might've dropped me off. There was a letter from him explaining to Lupin that I was a secret, that my parents didn't want anyone to know that I existed, not even Dumbledore. That was something huge because Dumbledore was one of the greatest wizards of all time.

However, my dad doesn't know who dropped me off. He wasn't even home when I arrived on his doorstep. He had been in the north of the country on business for the Order. (That's the secret organization he worked for to try and take down Lord Voldemort).

Our elderly next door neighbor had seen me when she was setting the milk jugs out and she took me in when she found out Dad wasn't home. I'm just glad that she didn't read any of the letters. Even better, she didn't look at any of the pictures because that would've freaked her out- they moved, unlike Muggle photos which were stationary.

When Remus-Dad- came back, she took me out to see him with my bag and stuff, and told him where she had found me. He never had a chance to ask Sirius about it because by this time, he was in Azkaban.

I won't go into all the nitty gritty details because most people have heard about notorious killer Sirius Black. But, there's some part of me that thinks he may be innocent. I don't know why I believe that, but I do. It's something that I feel in my heart. But all the evidence points at him, so my feeling must be wrong. But I don't think I am. My feelings have never been wrong before.

Anyways, so where was I? Oh right, my father put me in a Muggle school when I was five. This was so I could learn Muggle classes like math and science and history. Actually, unlike most other kids, I find such classes fascinating. But it's not normal for magical kids to go through Muggle school. My father did it because he is a Werewolf.

See, he can't get many jobs in the Wizarding world because our people don't like Werewolves. I don't understand that, but perhaps that's because I'm biased as I've grown up with him and I love him. However, he can sometimes get jobs in the Muggle world because they aren't superstitious and because most jobs don't require him to work at full moon.

My greatest wish is to discover a cure for Werewolves (I'm sure I'll have to create it). I want to help Lupin. I think that's what my real father, James Potter, would have wanted me to do. After all, that's what friends and family do, right? They help each other.

Alright, so its the last day of sixth grade and I 'graduated' with all A's. It wasn't that big of a surprise, I study quite hard for all of my classes since I'm in the highest level classes possible. Plus, it's only sixth grade and rather simple.

My dad was still at work right now. At the moment, he was teaching classes for the ministry. There weren't many people in the class but it was our only source of income so we had to deal with it. I didn't know what the classes were about. It was probably defense classes because that was what dad was good at. I did know that the classes ended soon. They were only being held for a certain amount of time.

But enough about our problems. I would rather talk about the good things in our life. Like the fact that I get to meet Harry this year at Hogwarts! Since we're twins, we will end up going the same year which is super exciting! I know that our Aunt doesn't know I exist so I'm sure she couldn't have told Harry about me, but I have pictures of my mum and dad so I'll be able to prove to Harry that I'm his sister. It's in a locket necklace that I was wearing when I arrived at Lupin's house.

It's a silver necklace in the shape of a heart. It's just a little smaller than a lime and it opens. On either side of the inside are pictures of my mum and dad. My Dad has brown hair and brown eyes and he's wearing glasses. He's wearing a blue buttoned down shirt. He has a smile that lights up the world. He's holding baby me. On the other side is my Mum. She has red-brown hair and green eyes. Lupin says I look like her but I think I look more like James. I wear glasses and my hair is only red in the sunshine. Plus, my eyes are brown, not green. Perhaps I would look more like mum if I didn't wear my glasses. And if I had green eyes.

Sometimes I don't wear glasses because I only really need them for my left eye which at 16/20 vision while my right eye is 20/20.

Mum is holding Harry in the photo. He's got a chubby baby face and he's laughing about something funny. He has black hair just like our father and it's sticking out in every direction. He waves his fist in the air sometimes. We are all smiling.

Lupin has pictures of James in the house that I look at sometimes. There's also a wedding picture of James and Lily. Lupin had been there- but he was very camera shy. But, I'm content with the way things are.

The doorbell rang and I snapped the locket closed. Only Muggles rang the doorbell. Wizards, if any came- which most didn't- knocked. Dad would've just walked through the door.

I bounded down the stairs and opened the door.

"ELIZABETH!" My best friend Trang threw her arms around me. "Guess what!"

"Uhm, no idea." I said, hugging her back. "Come in?"

Trang came in through the door and I closed it behind me. "so what's up?" I asked again but I really didn't need to prompt her.

"I-got-accepted-to-Cincinnati-Hills-Christian-Academy-for-seventh-through-twelfth-grade!!! I told you I was going to test into different boarding schools right?"

I ran back her words in slow motion. Ah, okay, yeah. She had been talking about it nonstop but I didn't comment on this particular aspect.

"Where is this Cincinnati Hills-"

"Oh we call it CHCA for short." She said, grinning. "And obviously it's in Cincinnati."

I racked my brain. I was good with countries and capitals, not so much cities. "Er- what country is that in?"

"America."

My mind went blank. Then I said, "AMERICA! WHAT!"

"I know right! I can't believe it." Trang was practically bouncing up and down with excitement.

I sat down on the couch, feeling just slightly overwhelmed. "So it's a boarding school, correct?"

"No, I have to stay with an American family. It's called having a host family. Sometimes its a trade. Like if they had a daughter who wanted to come here to Britain, then we would trade."

"Do they have a daughter?" I asked, interested.

Trang laughed, "Trying to replace me?"

I laughed too. "Of course not." I winked at her. I wouldn't even be here to meet the hypothetical girl.

She grinned. "No, they were a childless couple but they lived near CHCA and they wanted to host me so I'm grateful."

"Imagine their American accents." I said, trying not to laugh.

She laughed.

We talked for another couple of hours until Dad came home through the door.

"Hey girls." He closed the door lightly behind him.

I looked up at him and my forehead creased in worry. He didn't look happy, though he had a light smile on his face. I stood up and Trang did too.

He smiled at Trang, "Are you staying for dinner?"

Crap, dinner. I closed my eyes, frustrated with myself.

"No, mum wants me home at five unfortunately." Trang said.

I looked at the clock "It's five twenty."

"Oh no." Trang said. She threw her arms around me and I hugged her back quickly. She rushed out the door, saying a quick good-bye to Lupin, and the door clicked behind her. I hurried to the kitchen.

I opened the refrigerator door. I needed to get a job this summer, something small hopefully. That way I could help bring in some money, even if it was Muggle money. Lets see, If 1 Galleon is the equivalent of £5.00, then I would have to make £5.00 to equal one wizarding coin. I bit my lip.

"Elizabeth?"

"Yeah Dad?" I asked, my voice going up an octave because I wasn't supposed to be thinking about getting a job.

"Are you okay? You seemed a little out of it when I came home." He set his battered leather briefcase on the chair.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to make dinner because I was talking to Trang." I said, my face still in the refrigerator door. There- I could cook the leftover chicken with rice and greenbeans and maybe potatoes if we still had any. Not that I liked potatoes but I'd already screwed up not having dinner ready.

Lupin laughed. "I'll go get changed and I'll be down in a moment."

"Okay." I said, pulling the chicken out and putting it on the counter. The refrigerator door swung closed and made a light click. I checked the calendar on the wall. Next week was full moon. I sighed. No wonder he was feeling so down. Unless it had to do with the Ministry classes. . . was this week the last week? No, I had thought they ended in August.

I put the chicken in the pan and put the lid on it. The rice went into another pan and the greenbeans in one next to that. I searched the kitchen for potatoes. We had a couple left. I washed it and cut off the yucky parts and put it in the microwave for six minutes.

As all of that was cooking, I grabbed my notebook out from underneath a box that Dad never moved. I grabbed my pen and opened up the book. I flipped to the back pages where I kept my job ideas.

I was only ten, almost eleven, so not many places hired. Actually, almost none. I could work at the pool in the snack bar. I would make £7 an hour. That wasn't a lot. If you thought about it, it was really like a Galleon a hour. If I worked a full 5 hours a day I would make £35. If I managed to work every day except Sunday, I could make £245. That would put me at around 49 Galleons.

I stared at the numbers on the page. Only 49 Galleons? I put the book down and flipped the chicken over.

But that was 49 Galleons a week, right? So in a month I would have. . .196 Galleons? How much were our bills? We lived in a Muggle house so we had to pay them in Muggle money, right? Or did the Ministry interfere and we had to pay in Wizarding Gold? I chewed on my bottom lip. It was all so overwhelming. I didn't have enough information and if I started questioning dad about bills he'd get suspicious.

I heard footsteps on the stairs and I flipped the book open to a new page with nothing on it and started jotting down a grocery list.

Once dinner was ready, I slipped the book back under the box and brought dinner out to Dad and a smaller plate for myself.

He looked at me, "You're not eating much anymore."

"I ate something else when I came home as well." I said. Technically, it was true, I'd had some grapes.

We ate in silence for a bit and then he said, "I have some bad news."

I bit my lip again. At this rate, I was going to make it bleed.

"The Ministry has stopped the classes a few weeks early." Dad said. So I was right, the classes were suppose to end in August.

"Of course." I said bitterly. "Stupid Ministry and their prejudices."

He smiled sadly. "I think you're the one who's a bit biased, don't you think? We are very dangerous creatures."

I scowled. He put a hand on my head and I leaned forward. He kissed my forehead and I felt that everything was going to be okay. We'd figure it out. He was my father after all. And he would always be around to take care of me.

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[nebulein]

The cat already changed his insta header to the senators 😭😭

"Shit." It just occurred to him.

"What," Dylan asks, stretched out on the couch next to him, not looking up from his doomscrolling on Twitter. At least some things never change.

Alex bites his lip. "I'm gonna have to do an Insta post, won't I?"

"Oh, yeah." Dylan looks irritatingly unbothered by the revelation. Alex kicks his ankle. At least that gets Dylan to look at him, even if he's making an outraged 'what was that for' face.

"I don't even know what to say!"

Sure, there'd been rumors for months, but it's the NHL. When weren't there rumors. Alex had somehow, stupidly, foolishly, always thought he'd be a part of whatever rebuild would be happening. Well. Looks like Kyle had had other plans. Maybe Alex should've put more stock in the increasingly pinched looks Jonny had been wearing after every meeting with the FO, but it's a moot point now.

"Oh, pssh, that's easy. I basically had a draft sitting ready in my notes since forever," Dylan waves him off, face already buried in his Twitter timeline again. "I wanna thank the team and the fans for an amazing time in Chicago," he drones on, voice entirely flat like he's reading this out, except Alex can see that all Dylan's got open right now is a video of Noodle. Apparently it's a super bones day. "And then you go on, like, super excited to come play in," Dylan frowns, faltering.

"Ottawa," Alex supplies.

"Ottawa," Dylan repeats, like it's the first time he's heard it, like Alex hasn't been freaking out about this trade for the last hour and a half.

"How's your own talks going?" Alex asks more to keep Dylan talking than anything. He still doesn't know how to feel about this damn trade. "And send me that draft, will ya?"

"Yeah, sure." Dylan nods absently, chewing on the drawstring of his hoodie, tapping away on his phone before throwing it to the side with a huff, finally looking at Alex. "You know how talks are going, man, there are no talks."

It used to make Alex' heart sink. Now, though, it's maybe not so bad. Alex won't be in Chicago anymore anyways, there's really no reason for Dylan to stay here any longer, either. Not when the Hawks never could see what they had in Dylan.

Alex's phone buzzes with a text. He pulls up the notes app, copies over what Dylan has sent him and starts editing to make it sound like himself. It's a good starting point. Alex very carefully doesn't think about what it means that Dylan has had this draft on his phone since who knows how long, ready to whip it out whenever. All it's missing is the new team name. He deletes the XXXs, fills it in with 'Senators' instead.

Dylan's an RFA, but with the Hawks not even offer sheeting him he's basically free to sign wherever.

"What does Morris say?"

Dylan sighs. "That we'll talk next week. But he asked if I had any, like, destinations in mind."

Dylan makes a face. Alex hums in agreement. He doesn't want to move, either. The mere idea of having to pack up this whole house, with Archie and Burt and Ralph, and move it all to a whole different country... it's a lot.

Still. Ottawa isn't the worst place in the world. And then Alex has an idea. It doesn't take him long to find it, there's always someone quick to do those jersey swaps and Alex only feels a little bad swiping the picture without asking. This is more important though.

By the time he's done he's got a post on Instagram thanking the Hawks for five wonderful years, likes count already going up as Alex watches, and a shiny new Insta bio and profile pic. At least this way Dylan will hopefully remember who Alex plays for now.

"How do you feel about moving to Canada?"

[bakushima-simp]

aoyama is literally every theatre kid i know. this non stop complaining yet always asking ppl to come to watch also applies to all sports players, band kids, and chorus kids lmao

mina is definitely a girl i've known since, like, 6th grade 😂 we always sat together freshman year and had french together, but other than that, idk anything about her

tsu is kinda me, but i'm only joking on other ppl if i sit next to someone i know. other than that, i only speak when spoken to (don't talk to me type beat)

i can say for sure that everyone either loves iida's random spouts of knowledge or hates when he walks into the room. there is no in between. he gets cool points for the wheeled backpack in any situation tho

uraraka was me in elementary school (with the pens & organization & whatnot) but not me in middle or high school. she is totally that girl in class whose notes look like the layout for a back to school ad. so many colors-

i am happy to say that i have an ojiro and everyone loves him! he's really nice and super smart, so getting paired up on projects is extremely relieving. smart + smart = an A anyways lmao. we've been cool since middle school

denki exists in every classroom here. prove me wrong. prove me wrong. and there's a whole group of him. they act like the birds in finding nemo. instead of them all copying each other and saying "mine! mine! mine!" (which they do anyway) they moan. or say something rly inappropriate/random/dumb. and it's always completely unprompted. sometimes it's funny, but most of the time half the ppl in class just wanna duct tape his mouth shut. also, he's been trying to play on the football team since middle school, but he always ends up standing on the side & acting like he plays. toxic asf tbh lol

i've known a kirishima since preschool. he asked for my pencil freshman year. i never got it back. he's started football after a year of denki's constant begging,, although he hates how toxic everyone except sero is.

koda is another girl i know from french class. i didn't even know she was in the same year as me. we are quite similar - neither of us really go out of our way to talk to ppl, we only speak when spoken to, and we're just quiet for the most part. koda is someone i could comfortably sit in silence with.

i am literally sato and so are a few of my friends. that's probably why we're friends now that i think about it-

i have yet to bump into a tall, polite, handsome person like shoji, but maybe that's bc i am the (somewhat) tall, polite, handsome person /j

yo tbh? i'm also jirou lmao. i feel like if jirou wasn't herself but still with the traits in the hc, she would be popular. which means that she'd be friends with denki & kiri & she'd always yell at them in class for acting dumb. SHE'D YELL AT THEM & ASK IF THEY WERE GOING TO THE FOOTBALL GAME IN THE SAME BREATH LMAO

oh, to have a sero. those of you that do are truly blessed /j. but fr, i have laughed my ass off (lmao'd?) with a sero in middle school. we got in trouble but it was totally worth it. he joined the football team freshman year, star player (next to bakugou), but is more interested in anything but the sport. he's probably naturally gifted in playing random instruments, so he pops into the band room from time to time. also, latino!sero for no reason and every reason.

yes, there is always a tokoyami. if you don't one, you probably are one.

i don't personally know a todoroki, but this hc feels like the first encounter you have with the cute & quiet guy. like kinda shy explaining assignments to each other, politely saying ty, going about your business afterwards. not exactly being friends afterwards, but having some sense of comfort, ykwim? don't get your hopes up about asking him out tho, he probably has a long distance partner he's been with for 3+ yrs that lives in another state/country💀💀

the cheerleader squad hagakure is apart of is not the problematic one. she's friends with jirou. can't stand kaminari like 97% of the time. her and sero probably dated for 3 months - mutual breakup. has unbridled beef with mina since elementary school. she thinks mina stole a bunch of her glitter pens. it was really uraraka.

bakugou is hilarious when he's interacting with anyone but you. even if you're an honor roll student like him, he refuses to let you do work. is it chivalrous? hell no. he's just a little shit

CAN A MIDORIYA PUSH THAT HARD FOR ME? HE SOUNDS AMAZING SHEEEESHHH /hj

mineta is that person that's in the popular group that's always around but everyone who isn't popular doesn't know. like, if you aren't in that specific group, you don't even know his name. he acts out, not in the funny attention seeking way, but the look at me rn way

i'm friends with a momo! she's really sweet, we've been friends since like 6th grade. she's also hella smart, we're honor roll besties lmao

my aizawa was my history teacher last year. didn't have a crush on her, but she was my favorite teacher.

presentation michael is every music teacher. chorus, orchestra, band, allat. if i had to relate him to someone i know, it would be my 8th grade band teacher. always yelling someone's name in the middle of the hallway just to say "heyyy!". really chill 40 something yr old dude. takes his teaching seriously, but always makes it fun/funny.

midnight was my 8th grade english teacher. she always gave extra credit. quit the next year to be closer to her bf who lived in another state and bc she couldn't handle teaching 8th graders smh

Class 1-A in American Public School

characters: class 1-A and some teachers

genre: crack

warnings: american public school (yes that’s a warning), not proofread

a/n: don’t take this seriously at all i wrote it in like 5 minutes lmfaooo. also i kinda had fun writing this it made me miss some nice moments in school

aoyama: the theater kid that always relentlessly complains about having to go to rehearsals but also does not stop pestering you about coming to see a show

mina: sits next to you at lunch and in class but you never really talk outside of school even though you get along really nicely

tsu: quiet girl that sits next to you in the back of the class that occasionally cracks really dry jokes about other students. always offers to partner up with you tho

iida: the loud kid in your history class that has an obscene amount of stored up knowledge about WW2 or planes/trains. probably has a wheeled backpack

uraraka: the girl that has a really organized backpack and the pencil case with the sparkly pens. also if you need tampons/pads she always has one for you

ojiro: quiet boy that you probably got partnered with in your biology class for a lab. doesn’t really talk that much but he’s sweet and polite

denki: originally sat in the back of the class but misbehaved so much that the teacher moved him to the front. he’s the boy that fake moans really loudly

kirishima: the boy that also got moved to the front of the class because he kept joking around with denki. asks you if he can borrow a pencil and then never gives it back

koda: someone who you’ve never talked to but you sit next to each other in english and had to peer review each other’s work once. you both left nice notes on the work

sato: has a small group of friends and keeps to himself but you got along well when you had to do a group project with him

shoji: rarely ever talks but you bumped into him in the hallway once and he apologized before helping you pick up your things. very polite

jirou: probably sits next to you and gossips with you in class. also shes the one that rolls her eyes and yells at the boys when they do gross stuff

sero: teacher probably sat him next to you after separating him from denki and kirishima. jokes with you in the middle of class and makes you laugh so hard your shoulders shake

tokoyami: kid that always wears all black and has headphones in for most of the class. he’s quiet and the only time you interacted is when you waved at each other in the hallway

todoroki: the handsome, quiet boy that all the girls whisper about. he’s always the first person in the class to turn his work in and he helped you with your work once. he sat really close to you and explained it quietly <3

hagakure: most likely on the cheer or dance team. she’s always encouraging you to go to the football games on the weekend. most likely part of a friend group that named itself

bakugou: loud football player that always talks back to the teacher and is always in his counselors office but somehow has really good grades. he got partnered with you once and refused to let you do any work

midoriya: always so eager to help you with your work. unintentionally flusters you with the amount of eye contact he makes. sometimes he sits with you and your friends at lunch and he tries to get a spot next to you <3

mineta: he’s part of a large friend group but nobody really likes him or pays attention to him. always got rumors about him going around

momo: the super polite girl who’s great at group work. she goes with you to study with you and do homework in the library after school. offers homework answers sometimes too

aizawa: the history teacher that all the girls have a crush on. his class is fairly easy since the whole class period is just time to do your work

present mic: the loud chorus teacher that greets all of the students in the hallway. you can always hear his class being loud if you walk past his classroom

midnight: the nice english teacher that lets you eat lunch in her classroom. she’s lenient when it comes to late work and always offers extra credit if you need to boost your grade

a/n: this made me miss those nice little moments in school :(((

[whimsically-ominously-auspice]

Did you know about two years ago i saw King Harry at a local Burger King?

I heard him speak and noticed his accent and so I kept looking at him not feeling he was a Prince of any sort.

My soulmate was screaming "That's the King!!"

I told him "okay that's great but would you shut up? I'm trying to look at This guy. He seems familiar to me and I'm at Burger King, yeah i know. Now just please!"

So I'm looking him up and down and he loos me up and down, King Harry with amusement. And im like dude what you looking at me and laughing for? And I'm all this is a set up and hes figured me out before i figured him out. And i wonder if he's got amnesia, too...

He let's me order ahead of him although he was there first... Although i had went in first, I had gotten in line second after seating my kid as we had not been to that particular Burger King before.

Then I heard him going on and on about making sure the receipt was gotten for him. Because he had forgot and it was placed on the counter and he had people with him.

I was all surely that is not the Prince of Harry he would not care about a receipt!!

Then he tells his friend in a whisper "No you should call me King. Then no one would know who i am."

"You mean us"

I looked up to see King William laughing.

Whoa shit!! My mouth dropped open! It really was them! Or him!

William turned around and his mouth dropped open at the sight of me!

"First i want you to know this wasn't planned. Second i want you to tell me where you have been"

I didn't know who he was talking to so i looked away because i was like not planned my foot and you're not tricking me hostage negotiatiator! We're not gonna be your hostages! Not today!!

I heard stuttering and mumbling. "I was waiting in the car, you didn't answer your text. And i wanted to make sure the drink order was okay"

"How's your drink order ma'am?" Asked Harry

"Great!"

The entire time my daughter is laughing. Ever since she saw Williams jaw drop she was in a fit of giggles.

"We are just doing something incognito. It was nice to see you. Pleasant surprise! And it seems you have raised her right. I hope i do the same. But why have you recognized him but not me?"

"LET'S GO! IT MIGHT NOT BE HER!" William said through clenched teeth.

Which made me laugh because it was them!! Or very good actors!!

And Harry laughed and tried to get his brother to wait.

"He's aged. He's old. That is what i recognize" I barely gasped out between giggles.

So Harry repeated in a low murmer. So next thing I know William stomps back "what do you mean he's old?!?!"

"Not him you! Shit!! Oops I mean! No! No! I don't you got it right the First time!" Finally i could quit laughing and get myself together! Im sure i looked quite the Loon of Los Lunas!!

Behind me i could hear Harry taking pictures of my daughter who was just lit up.

"It IS! LOOK AT THEM! THEIR FACES! Its all her!!! You could tell can't you Harry!!!" William had the same amused satisfied look on his face that Harry had had in the line.

It was weird because Harry was in front of me with a black beanie and all black clothes and i had a feeling. And a memory of the burglar guys from Home Alone. And i started messing around in my head from that feeling because i felt very safe and comfortable to have my own presence.

And Harry spun around and grabbed his heart. His eyes wide with shock. Then kept turning his head to look at me. Gave up and then stood next to me.

I felt he was very tall. Almost too tall, i felt he had grown into a handsome young man. And i wondered why i thought those things. And it made me cautious. So i put my hand on my hip and spread my legs a bit like Wonder Woman and in my head said "And who are we to serve today sir?!"

My soulmate was all "you feel uncomfortable but you feel you should do like that?!?!"

"Uh huh."

That is when Harry's mouth dropped. But also colors whizzed by me. Colors of me in an outfit I had worn Before that only he found striking enough to remember.

And he spun around like Wonder Woman changing into her super self and said "there"

And i said "oh well what will you be having? She wants the chicken"

He laughed and barely squeezed out "burger and fries"

"Oh we are getting milkshakes, too. Coupon"

"Oh let me see? Are you done? May I?" And he clipped a coupon

"In the mail, the mailbox that is where i got them at my house"

"Oh you live nearby?"

"Down the road"

His face turned white and he grabbed a pen and wrote my name on his hand.

"Yeah but it's okay. There's nothing to it. Just be me"

And he doubled at the waist laughing.

"I'll admit some days it ain't easy but hey what else are ya gonna do? Cant die"

He had tried to steady himself but bust laughing again.

"Yeah I know you can't be me. I'll go first"

"Please do!!"

Later, as i left, the Police Department went in and asked for all copies of the security footage. And ordered something to eat while he waited.

...... ..... ....

Back in 2008 they had visited and I had kept explaining how I for each event we needed money and who had the funds.

Harry who i had not recognized yet although i had recognized his brother, because Harry had changed outfits and was walking about and had confused me as I was super busy interrupted, "excuse me if i may, but why do you keep saying you need money? You're like the richest person we know!!"

"Oh I'm so glad you asked would you like to see my bank account?!"

"No!"

So i showed him, we got like $2000 per month for my now ex husband's wages and my money from the VA to attend school.

And he turned white and he said "so so so someone stole from you?!?!?"

I didn't know i had money. I just knew people were offering to fund it. And would say "you got money for that" Saint Luches had caught on and would say "from me" as he played my accountant when Dan was busy.

Otherwise Dan would say "there's funding for that"

So it was quite the Bermuda Triangle of communication for me to understand that it was my own money we were using and it was my own money for businesses I owned and didn't know i owned.

And my face turned white.

And that is what seeded the desire two Kings to live as peasants.

Except Harry said he also wanted to do it alone. And so now it is his blessing to do so.

They would take breaks and leave their money as it was and go back to work and do what they needed to do for their country then they would return to where they were and be at the same amount of regular money they had at where they lived.

They would stay in the USA and use USD. They would stay in England even in their castles and use regular Euros and be on a budget under the Queen whom of course would bail them out.

I posted an article not to long ago about the Young Queens wearing mall priced jewellery along with their crowns.

And so while the world is in an uproar, they're doing what they have been all along. But this time a bit louder.

And William will take his turn at living singley with his family as a peasant eating 15 year old French fries from the back seat of their nearly broken down auto.

They have a series of different lifestyles to live.

Eventually they will have to hitchhike and stumble across luck in life.

When they do, they will be disguised and without their children. And to prove the world is safer.

Which we cannot bail them out. Unless it is subzero temperature and they are not near any buildings they can seek shelter at. Or extremely hot and they had not had water.

So in a sense how the brave Americans and other people from other lands will backpack across Europe, they will backpack across the world.

In my old age I am not that brave.

So while many think now "what if God were one of us" in a few years you will know to think "what if the King was Queen was hitchhiking back there?"

Alas. Do realize that people are kidnapped by picking up hitchhikers and they are not going to do so for until 2024. And of course they will have security that is nearby.

So please don't go picking up hitchhikers now! If you don't regularly.

I did in the past until I had my daughter and I can count on one finger how many times I've picked up a stranger on the road side since then. And the same for as many times as we hitchhiked ourselves.

I do help people in well lit and populated parking lots if I am not feeling ill.

I applaud Harry and William and their Queens for their adventures they have done in secret. And I look forward to the days we can see their adventures on TV.

May all the Good Gods and Goddesses and Trees bless both Harry and William, their children and their Queens.

My heart goes to Harry and his family on their new adventure they strike out alone!

My happiness still exist for them all!!!.

The number one cause of fights is about money... But I am sure they will still have that ability to find love... Despite that red hair temper stereotype that everyone fears!!! ;)

[braveclementine]

Chapter 27

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OC: Elizabeth Y/L/N (created so you don't get Y/N and Y/S/N consistently mixed up. I do not condone any copying of this.

ELIZABETH WAS SMILING BRIGHTLY AS THE three of them rode out to Hogun's secret hideout. She was wearing shorts and the knee high boots. She was wearing a simple camisole top and the flannel shirt on top of that. Her hair had been pulled back into a ponytail, and then twisted into a loose bun.

Hogun was leading, with her and Loki flanking him on either side while the three of them talked to each other in easy chatter. Hogun was wearing his normal Asgard attire of blue clothing and silver amor. He had his sword tucked into his belt and a bow on his back.

Loki did not have any visible weapons on him, and he was wearing the very familiar green and black and gold robes that she had come to associate him with.

She had Loki's knives in her boots, Loki's sword at her hip, and a bow that Hogun had gifted her across her back. It was apparently necessary to have weapons on her as they traveled far out to the country, as there were still dangerous creatures that roamed the forests. And sometimes, dangerous people.

They met no dangers on their trip however and soon came to a beautiful lake. It was large, stretching further than Elizabeth could actually see. Like Hogun had explained, there were several people around. There was a town nearby apparently, though it was far from the castle and main city.

They dismounted the horses, leaving them with the stableman and then decided to make a loop around the lake before Hogun brought them to his secret spot.

Elizabeth walked between the two Asgardians, of both which neither were actually Asgardian. She could feel a sort of chemical bond forming between the three of them, and she wondered what it was exactly.

After they made a circuit around the lake, Hogun led them to a part of the lake that they'd already been to before. It was free of people and quiet. There were large waterfalls here and Hogun showed them a difficult path across the rocks before they were on a small ledge and then disappeared through one of the waterfalls.

Elizabeth hesitated and Loki rubbed her shoulder encouragingly and she leapt through the waterfall. Hogun caught her on the other side. She shivered just slightly, but found that her clothes and body were completely dry.

Loki stepped through next, a green misty aurora surrounding his body and he too was dry, leaving Hogun to be the only one who had gotten slightly damp.

"This way." Hogun said brightly. Elizabeth slipped her hand into his once more and the three of them walked.

It didn't take long before the dark cave turned light again. The light came in through my small spots in the ceiling that streamed bright sunlight down into the cave. On the cave walls were torch brackets with unlit torches, though Hogun now let go of her hand and went to light them.

The rest of the cave was sparse, though home like in a way. There were cushions and blankets, mostly up against the wall and stacks of books. There was also several weapons in here, caches of food, and even a small space where Hogun clearly practiced archery.

"This is impressive." Loki admitted, looking around. "Were you going for a bunker sort of theme?"

"When Ragnarök failed, I realized that there needed to be somewhere to keep people safe." Hogun said. "Heimdall managed to do it for a short amount of time, but still. Not a soul knows about its location. Except the two of you." Hogun replied.

Elizabeth leaned over and kissed Hogun on the cheek. "Well I love it."

There were a thousand questions bubbling on her lips. The most prominent was: Why was Loki with them?

But she didn't ask, feeling that it would be rude. There were a thousand reasons of why Loki might have come with them. After all, he and Hogun were friends now. And had been friends for a while. Although it then stemmed the question about why he'd never shown Volstagg or Fandral this spot.

"Mother packed us a lunch." Loki said, a smile twitching on his lips. "I can produce it if the two of you would like."

"A picnic here?" Elizabeth asked, delighted. "That sounds amazing."

Hogun and Loki both smiled at her enthusiasm and Loki produced the picnic basket out of thin air. Hogun showed them to where they could sit comfortably and the food was passed around.

"Elizabeth, the two of us wanted to talk to you privately." Hogun said and she couldn't help but notice how nervous he sounded. Loki was silent as he passed her over a bowl of fruit and homemade mac and cheese.

"Okay." Elizabeth said cautiously, looking between the two of them.

"I'm sure you noticed that you were wearing my colours last night." Loki said quietly, staring down at his own food which suddenly didn't look all that appetizing.

"Yes, I was confused about that." Elizabeth admitted.

"And you must also be confused about why Y/N and I are not as close as we perhaps once were." Loki continued.

Elizabeth hadn't noticed, she was ashamed to admit. But thinking back on it, she supposed she had thought they were never close to begin with.

Loki didn't wait for her admission before continuing, "That's because Y/N and I are not soulmates."

"But the tattoo-"

"I'm Jotun." Loki continued. "Jotuns. . . we can't have born soulmates. We are free to choose our soulmates. We can put a mark on them, as long as they want to me. Y/N's tattoo disappeared when my mothers magic ended."

Elizabeth blinked, comprehending all of his words. "So. . . you and Y/N. . . are not soulmates? But why didn't you just ask if you could still be?"

"I did." Loki admitted. "I asked if she wanted me still. I would've liked to be with both of you, if I'm to be honest, but recently she's been. . . not avoiding me but well. . . she treats me a bit how er Steve treats you."

Loki flushed with guilt at bringing that up and more guilt when Elizabeth winced slightly. "Now, you know Steve and you aren't. . . so it would mean that Y/N and I aren't going to be together." Loki finished awkwardly.

"I'm sorry." Elizabeth said softly. "I know that it hurts a lot. I wish she hadn't rejected you."

Loki shrugged. "That's the thing Elizabeth. It's okay because, the thing is. . . I want to be with you."

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ELIZABETH WALKED THROUGH THE castle by herself. She wasn't sure who or what she was looking for, but she knew she was looking for something, or perhaps someone.

She had been stunned and somehow surprised by Loki's declaration. She wondered why she had been so surprised, when it was so obvious. He'd even said beforehand that he'd wanted to be with both her and Y/N. Maybe she just hadn't thought he'd want to be with her if he couldn't have Y/N either.

Elizabeth opened another door. She'd been exploring most of the castle and had discovered that while all of the rooms were grandly decorated, a lot of them had nothing in them.

She actually gasped upon seeing what was in front of her.

The library was magnificent. The bookcases stretched up to the ceiling and there wasn't a single shelf that didn't have a book on it. There were so many books, it was like she could feel the knowledge flowing into her.

Large sliding ladders were propped up, reminding her of the Beauty and the Beast. There were large squashy armchairs, mostly in the colour of green she noticed. She'd been taken a particular notice whenever something was green, because most colours were golden, blue, and red. There was very little green unless it was the shrubbery and she had a sneaking suspicion that Loki spent a lot of his time in the library.

At the moment, the library was empty- or so she thought. Deciding that this must've been what she was looking for, she entered the library, the door closing lightly behind her.

She ran her hand across the ornately carved wood, many written characters in another language carved into it. There were also carvings of men, animals, and weapons. Mythical creatures as well.

She picked out a book with a faded red covering. None of the books were covered in dust and when she opened it, she saw the characters move on the page from some sort of symbols to English.

"I thought you might be here." A soft voice said and Elizabeth found herself unsurprised that the Queen was in here.

Elizabeth looked up. "I had questions for you."

"I know." The Queen said softly, taking a seat on the sofa. "Come and sit."

Elizabeth put the book back and sank into the green velvet sofa beside her.

"Loki was a baby when he was brought to me, almost five hundred years after Thor was born. Asgardians age much slower than Midgards and so the five hundred year difference wasn't much more than a few years, perhaps in Midgard terms. Anyways, I was full of joy. I love him immensely, but as he grew older, Odin was afraid that he would realize that he was not Asgardian. So I performed a spell to bind Thors soulmate to him as well. Sometimes I thought I had done the right thing, other times I felt that perhaps I should not have."

"Why did it not bind him to Sif as well?" Elizabeth asked curiously.

"I felt that Loki needed a semblance of independence. I thought that if I bound him to both Sif and Y/N, then he would feel he could only have what Thor had and nothing more. But I could also not fake soulmates and give him other tattoos beyond what Thor had. Once he discovered he was Jotun, I explained what that meant about soulmates. Not that he needed me to tell him, he reads so much he already knew what it meant."

Queen Frigga cross her legs at the ankle and looked over at Elizabeth. "After that he didn't take much stock in the soulmate business. Thing spiraled quickly with Thanos and New York. Afterwards, I think he realized how lonely he was. And he changed again, grew closer with Thor. I'm not sure when he completely changed, but I know he was happy when he met Y/N."

"But then why did he not accept Y/N?" Elizabeth asked in frustration. She was trying to understand that bit, but she couldn't. "He made her choose, didn't he? Between her and me?"

"I admit, it wasn't his smartest move." Frigga admitted with a small smile. "What he really wanted was both of you. But he was afraid that you wouldn't choose him if Y/N was part of it. He was afraid you'd look at him like Captain Rogers or Sergeant Barnes. You'll never realize how insecure my little boy can be Elizabeth."

Elizabeth thought it was strange that it was almost normal how Loki did seem like her little boy. She smiled a little. "I don't know if I can choose him. Not if Y/N. . ."

She thought back to her dream and how it killed their friendship. And that Loki had died in it too. Perhaps he wouldn't actually die, but his heart would. Could she be responsible for that?

"You read to much into your dreams my dear." Frigga said softly, pulling her into a side hug which Elizabeth immediately curled into. "It's not as though they tell the future. They are your fears, manifested. You fear that Y/N will be upset if you chose Loki, but will she really? Have you talked to her?"

"No." Elizabeth admitted. "I don't know how to bring the conversation up."

"Understandable." Frigga said softly.

Elizabeth sighed. "Loki. . . he doesn't just want me because Y/N hasn't accepted him, right? I mean. . . he does like me. . . right?"

Frigga's heart went out to the girl. No, scratch that. Her heart went out to all of the Avengers and their two newest soulmates. There was so much pain, uncertainty, and insecurity where there should have been contentment and love. They should've been one big, happy family but the soulmate bonds were getting in the way.

Secretly, she wished everyone were like Jotuns. The idea that your future was preplanned before you were born was sad and depressing. Though she loved Odin, she wondered if she would have ever chosen differently if she'd been free to choose. Perhaps not, she'd loved him from the moment she'd set eyes on him, but there was always that 'what if'.

"Let me tell you a secret dear, and promise me not to tell Loki I was the one that told you." Frigga said with a little laugh. She had no cares if Loki did know or not but she made Elizabeth laugh anyways. "When you first entered the tower and he first laid eyes on you, he told me that his first thought wasn't the one that he thought he would have. He said, 'My first thought was 'I was mated to the wrong sister.' He has always cared for you Elizabeth. And as his mother, I've helped move things along as far as I can. Now, it's up to you, Loki, and also your sister."

"I told him I needed time." Elizabeth whispered. "Hogun seemed okay with it. But I don't know how my father will take it. Or Tony and Sam."

"And this is why I dislike the idea of soulmates." Frigga said softly. "You're the one that deserves to be happy. If the others cannot get along with you choosing Loki as well, then you do not deserve them."

Queen Frigga stood and pulled Elizabeth up gently with her. "Take your time. But as a mother looking out for her son, please do not be to long. I can not bear to see my son suffer more."

Elizabeth nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. She had always been highly receptive to other people's emotions and knowing how Loki felt brought her pain as well.

She had already made up her mind a long time ago, but she still had someone she had to talk to.

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YOU WERE SITTING IN THE GARDEN, reading a book. The garden was outside the castle, almost secluded with no one else but a single servant passing back and forth around.

The garden was full with a thousand different types of flowers and trees. Strange fruits you'd never seen before rested on the ground underneath some of the trees.

There were small benches placed all around the garden, and at least three small bridges to cross the stream that trickled through, filled with koi and other fish you didn't recognize.

The book you were reading was one of Thor's. It was mostly history about the planet of Asgard and the planets around it. But compared to Earth textbooks, this one was written in a way that was actually enjoyable to read. More anecdotes about the war than figures, places, and dates. Plus, the pictures moved, displaying the battles and old meetings, sometimes even with voices.

That was where Elizabeth found you.

"Hey." You said, looking up. "Did the Queen help you with your powers?"

Elizabeth blinked and then said, "Oh, no, we're working on that later. Can I sit?"

"Yeah, of course." You said, putting the book to the side.

"History of Asgard?" Elizabeth asked, smiling a little. "I didn't know you read textbooks. I thought only I was weird enough to do that."

You smiled back. "No. This one is actually really good. Here, you can borrow it."

"Thanks." Elizabeth said, taking the book from you and putting it in her lap. She looked off straight, watching the stream go by.

"Can you feel it?" You asked curiously.

She looked at you. "What?"

"The water. Can you feel it?"

Elizabeth was silent for a moment and then sighed. "Yes. It. . . calls to me. Like a magnet almost I think."

She fidgeted with her fingers and then blurted out, "Loki talked to me today."

"Oh?" You frowned, wondering what she wanted to talk about with you. "About what?"

"That he has no soulmates." Elizabeth admitted, leaning backwards so that her shoulders were straight. She stared up at the fruit trees, but not at you. "He wants me to choose him. . . and he also wants you but thinks you've decided to reject him. Have you? Will you be upset with me if I let him mark me?"

You thought about it. You were already sharing your soulmates with her. And it wasn't like Loki really was your soulmate anyways.

"No. I don't think so." You answered calmly. "I didn't decide to reject him either. I've been meaning to talk to you about him as well. I don't care if we share him, you know? We're already sharing the other soulmates. And. . . look I'm not blind."

You looked over at her and waited until she looked at you and you continued. "I admit, Steve and Bucky treat you terribly. I've tried to talk to them and they don't give me straight answers so I don't know. But Loki likes you. He'll treat you well. And I really just want you to be happy. So yeah, if you want to accept him, accept him. I'll talk to him too, I just. . . never really got around to it I guess."

Elizabeth nodded and she looked happier than she had in a while. "Thanks Y/N."

The two of you fell silent and you wondered if she remembered the last time the two of you had broached the subject of sharing soulmates. How young the two of you had been. How angry you'd gotten. The actions you'd taken. Her scream.

Elizabeth looked at you then and you were jerked out of your memories. She reached over and took your hand and squeezed it comfortingly. "It's over Y/N."

You could feel the tears coming up, your throat constricting. Elizabeth pulled you into a hug and you didn't know how she did it. If the roles had been reversed you'd never of talked to her again. "I forgave you a long time ago. It doesn't matter anymore. Just let it go."

Elizabeth stood up then, releasing you from the hug and walked off with the history textbook under her arm. She didn't look back and you looked over when you heard footsteps and saw that Loki had just entered the garden.

You quickly wiped your eyes as he carefully approached you. "Can I sit?"

It was like a repeat all over again and you smiled at him. "Yes. I have something I need to tell you." 

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