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crazyunsexycool · 2 years

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Here is a list of future series that I will be posting. Some of them I have already started writing or outlining for. My asks are open so if you want to know more about these stories or want drabbles please feel free I would love to answer questions!!

Stucky:

Blooming (working title might change it)

Stucky x Villain!Reader, soulmate AU

Your mission was simple, infiltrate the Avengers and inform your handler of any useful information. This would be your most important mission to date and the longest. You had to start from the academy and work your way up. The last thing you expected was for your soulmates to be none other than Captain Steve Rogers and Sergeant Bucky Barnes. But the marks on your rib cage that resembled flower buds, one for each soulmate, came to life. That was all it took for them to want to get to know you better and you saw it as your opportunity to complete your tasks. As you got to know more about Steve and Bucky the more you started to question your mission. Will you give in to the unbreakable bond with your soulmates or will you betray them for the sake of your mission?

Undercover

Detective!Stucky x Informant Reader AU

Your life has never really been easy but the past few months take the cake. You were a dancer at a club just to keep a roof over your head, it was never your intention to get involved with the darker dealings of the club owner. But witnessing a double homicide pulls you into a world of deceit, drugs and murder. While you had initially reported what you saw to the cops they decided to use your position to gather as much information to finally put an end to the Red Skulls. Detective Rogers and his partner Detective Barnes assured you they would keep you safe. With your life on the line every day the case was open and the undeniable attraction you felt for both detectives would you be able to escape unscathed or would the leader of the Red Skulls use you as an example for being a rat?

Sam/Bucky

Siren’s Call

Hunter!Sam/Bucky x Siren!Reader AU

Sam and Bucky have known each other their whole lives and have been partners both in work and romantically for years. In a world full of creatures they were the most feared and respected hunters. Most of the time going after monsters that didn’t respect the rules set by the council of both creatures and humans. If they weren’t busy hunting they were taking contracts and they had no idea that the last contract they took would change their lives forever. You had lived all of your life at sea, your mother’s voice was in your head repeating the warning to stay away from the human world. But it was too late, now you would see first hand the evil you were warned against. Your song had no effect on the men that had taken you and you found yourself imprisoned. Just as you had given up hope you felt it. The calling of your true mates, they were close and you knew that if you could only talk to them you could convince them to save you. Once Bucky and Sam realize the truth their only objective is to keep you safe but the man that hired them will stop at nothing to own one of the most elusive and priceless creatures to ever roam the earth.

Steve Rogers & Ransom Drysdale:

Alpha, past and present

Alpha!Steve Rogers x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Ransom Drysdale:

Steve Rogers was your alpha and you were his omega. It was an undeniable truth. Your parents were against it, saying that a weak alpha like him wouldn’t be able to provide and protect you like you deserved and that if you had any pups they would be just as sickly. When Steve told you that he was accepted into the army you felt like your world was ending. But you would follow him to the ends of the earth, so you used your nursing degree and followed him into the battlefield. Somehow in the fight to end Hydra you ended up in the 21st Century with Steve. It’s at one of Tony’s Stark’s infamous parties that you meet the cocky alpha Ransom Drysdale. Slowly and surely you begin to learn about the freedoms an omega has. Your only question is could you have both your alpha from the past and an alpha from the present?

Andy Barber & Ari Levinson:

Scent of an Omega

Mob Boss Alpha!Andy Barber x Plus size Omega!Reader x Mob Boss Alpha!Ari Levinson

From the moment you presented your parents, especially your mother, always reminded you that no alpha would want a plus sized omega. Although hearing those things from your parents hurt you didn’t let them affect you. You had shown them that true alpha’s didn’t care about your size, you were still desirable. It was your confidence that grabbed the attention of the most feared men in Boston and it was your sweet and delicate scent that drove them wild. Although Andy and Ari knew each other for a while and even had done business together, they were willing to end everything in order to be the one to claim you. The decision was up to you, the only problem was that you couldn’t choose.

Steve Rogers:

What happens in Vegas

Steve Rogers x Reader

What was supposed to be a bachelorette party weekend for your best friend in Vegas gave way to more problems. The first being waking up in bed with a stranger, until you realized that said stranger was none other than America’s golden boy Steve Rogers. As if having to do the walk of shame wasn’t enough you were faced with an incredible mistake, you were now Mrs. Rogers. If the matching rings on your fingers weren’t enough the marriage certificate sealed the deal. What started out as a one night stand and a mistake became so much more. Steve’s PR team wanted to keep the marriage going for some time, the strained relationship with your friends was at its breaking point and family secrets were soon to be revealed. With your world falling apart you could only hope that Steve took the vows for better, for worse seriously.

Unknown

Steve Rogers x Shield Agent!Reader

When Steve woke up from the Ice in a new world he felt alone and lost but you gave him a life line. You had been assigned to help him adjust and from there a friendship form, one that led to something more. The Avengers were formed and you fought alongside him but soon your relationship started to crumble and before you knew it you went your separate ways. Until you found Bucky in a cryo chamber and you knew Steve needed to know. That would be the last time he would see you. Steve regretted the break up as soon as it happened but he would come to hate it more the next time he would see you. In the middle of a city in Europe with no memory of who you were and no recollection of the time you spent together. Would he be able to remind you of everything or would it all remain unknown?

Guarded

King Steve x Guard Reader

The marriage was political as most royal marriages were. Your job was simple, keep Princess Natasha safe. In a world where most guards were men you had been chosen at a young age. You had been taken from your family and trained by the best knights in your kingdom. While most people only saw you as a lady in waiting, you had the skills to ward off any kind of attack that would hurt the princess, unfortunately that would leave you vulnerable. When the day finally came you met her future husband, the kind and noble king Steven and the moment your eyes met you knew you were in trouble. Steve had felt it too, before that moment he had been willing to marry a woman he hardly knew if it meant the safety of his people and an alliance that would strengthen his kingdom. Now with you in his life, Steve was willing to give up his crown if it meant he could hold you close. But he knew better than to give into his desires especially as his enemies were preparing to strike. You would have to make a choice, give into him completely or guard your heart the same way you guard the Princess.

Bucky Barnes:

Ex Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes x Winter Soldier!Reader

Bucky had be saved by Steve, after years of missions and torture he was free. But Bucky still felt guilty for walking away. Not because he enjoyed the things they made him do but because he left you behind. You were in the same situation he was. He didn't even know your name or how you ended up in the hand of Hydra but you had been the only good in his life for years. Hydra wasn't known for their kindness even letting you and Bucky be together was a way for them to control you. Now without Bucky you suffered the consequences until you couldn't remember him anymore. In his new found freedom Bucky hadn't asked for much until he was face to face with you on a mission. He knew he had to save you even if you refused to be with him ever again. How could he not save the love of his life.

Tony Stark:

Scars

Tony Stark x Reader soulmate AU

Soulmates were determined through scars, if you were hurt it would appear on your soulmate’s skin as a birthmark. Imagine your surprise when you received a birthmark in the middle of your chest, there was no way your soulmate could have survived whatever gave them that injury so you thought they had passed. It wasn’t until the press conference in which Tony Stark revealed he was Ironman that you realized that he was your soulmate. Of course it was your luck that your soulmate was someone unattainable, until your friend interferes and you find yourself working side by side with the man himself. But it wouldn’t be as easy as meeting him and falling in love, he was in a relationship and so many people had tried to convince him they were his mate that it put him off of the idea. All you could do was sit by and watch him fall in love with someone else.

Thor Odinson

A love for the ages

Thor Odinson x Reader soulmate AU

It was a love for the ages. One that outlived the people that saw it transpire. Lovers destined for each other bound together by fate, separated by a curse. Thor Odinson was an immortal who had given up on finding his soulmate, something that he found liberating allowing him to travel anywhere he wished seeking glory. You had been an unwilling time traveler, the only one of your kind. At first it was difficult, you had no one but slowly you began to make friends in different time periods. It was bittersweet to see them at different times in their lives as they found their soulmates and were able to live their lives freely while you couldn’t even control when or where you traveled too. So you had given up on finding your soulmate, what kind of life could you have if you couldn’t control how long you stayed somewhere? The last thing either of you expected was to find your soulmate in the middle of a battlefield but there you were. After so much time apart, finally being tethered to your soulmate came with the feeling of being home. Too bad you would absolutely hate each other.

Sam Wilson

Dragon Rider (working title)

King!Sam Wilson x Dragon Rider!Reader AU

There had been peace in all the realms for a few years. But there had been a price to pay for peace. For you it was the loss of your father, the last dragon rider and his dragon. Or so everyone thought. Before he died he taught you everything he knew and left you with the last dragon egg, which would hatch when the rider was ready. Now with the threat of a new war and whispers of a dragon rider you had to leave your home to find safety in another village. That’s how you found yourself in the kingdom of Sam Wilson, The Falcon King. It didn’t take long for the King’s men to find you and bring you to the king. What you never expected was for him to be welcoming and promise protection without even asking why you were running. When the threat of war becomes a reality you and Sam will have to put any feelings you might have for each other in order to protect the kingdom.

Ransom Drysdale:

Lights, Camera, Action

Actor!Ransom Drysdale x Plus Size Actress!Reader

This was your big break, to be cast in a leading role that had nothing to do with being plus sized. You wanted to show everyone that any actor of any body type could play a role other than the designated fat friend. Although you were a series regular on a show this movie would be the role that would put you on the map and you were more than ready to act your ass off. Ransom Drysdale was Hollywood’s golden boy, but much was left to be desired when it came to his attitude on set. So when you find out the leading man had been recast and Ransom took the role you had to prepare yourself in order to work alongside him. However you were caught off guard when he began to treat you and only you differently. As you begin to get closer and a relationship starts to form he lets you see who he really is. But this is Hollywood and the only happy endings that exist are in movies, or are they? Between filming, falling in love and rumors of cheating Ransom will have to prove that he isn’t the person everyone says he is and you will have to decide what you believe.

Someone You Loved

Ransom Drysdale x Plus Sized!Reader

As hard as it is to believe now Ransom Drysdale wasn’t always an asshole, at least that’s what he called himself. You had been in college when you first met and you were smitten. It should have never worked, you were from different social circles, your families from different economic backgrounds, he was the most eligible bachelor on campus and you were, well you. You didn’t know who was worse: the men that asked you out as a joke saying they could never date a fattie or the women that talked behind your back and criticized everything about you. Then Ransom noticed you and nothing else mattered. Not his family or yours. He would be your first and only love until he broke your heart. You wouldn’t see him for a few years until you move back to Boston and you come face to face with the trustfund prick. Ransom knew he fucked up the best thing he’d ever had the minute he saw the tears in your eyes, and having you back in his life gave him hope for a second chance. You just won’t make it easy for him.

Unwritten

Ransom Drysdale x Single mom!Reader

You were running from your abusive ex and with your money running low you couldn’t be more thankful to land a job as a personal assistant at a publishing company. That was all you needed to keep you and your daughter safe and away from your ex. Ransom Drysdale was on thin ice with HR and his grandfather for sleeping with every single one of his personal assistants. This was his last chance to prove he could do the work and not think with his dick. The moment you stepped into his office he knew he had to have you but you had other priorities. He was demanding and irritating and you made sure to put him in his place if necessary. Once Ransom realized you weren’t going anywhere he decided to change tactics which caused you to introduce him to your daughter. She was crazy about Ransom and sure enough he was crazy about her. Your life however, couldn’t be this easy and soon enough your ex finds you. He doesn’t count on the fact that you aren’t alone anymore and that Ransom will fight tooth and nail to make sure his girls are safe.

#Future series #steve rogers #bucky barnes #captain america #Winter Soldier #Thor Odinson #Tony Stark #iron man #Sam Wilson #bucky x reader #steve x reader #stucky x reader #Soulmate AU #Andy Barber #Ari Levinson #Ransom Drysdale #Plus size reader #A/B/O

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the-devil-herself · 5 years

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Never Enough - Chapter 12

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 12 DESCRIPTION: Certain mates of Jotuns receive soulmate marks on their bodies. What happens when Loki’s mark is found on a girl with immense power? RATING: M NOTES/WARNINGS: Hello new followers!! This is my story, I will be starting a masterlist soon. Previous chapters are tagged “never enough chapter [number here]”. I hope you all enjoy, and as for the ending of this chapter no spoilers, it was based on an old Imagine Loki before I decided to take the story further haha

TAGGED: @kneel-before-queen-loki @lokis-girl-in-mischief @tarithenurse @fangirls94

It was chilly outside. The moon was a waxing crescent, and the breeze would pick up speed every so often. I was wearing only sweatpants and a long-sleeved sleep shirt with a blanket wrapped around my arms. I had to pretend I was only going outside for a bit of fresh air to stop JARVIS from sounding any alarms.

It was almost midnight. I had been early, too anxious to sleep or simply wait in my room. I came outside hoping the chill would try to clear my head.

My heart hadn’t slowed down its pace since Loki grabbed me in the hallway. My throat clogged with the thought of what he wanted to talk about. I had done nothing wrong, right? Maybe I offended him by running out. Was he going to punish me?

The crunching of leaves stopped my racing thoughts. Someone was coming. Loki appeared out of a bush, the moonlight shadowing his face at first.

“I see you got here early,” he teased. He grinned when he saw me; I could see his bright smile in the darkness.

I crossed my arms defensively. “Couldn’t sleep.”

“Aye, neither could I.”

He stood in front of me. He was wearing normal Midgardian clothes, and he still managed to look heavenly. His cotton shirt hung to his chest and his pants clinging to his sides.

I shook my head to focus. “Why am I here, Loki?” I demanded. I was cold and had been through major panic attacks leading to this moment. I needed to know soon.

He chuckled. “Straight to the point. Though I assume the breeze has made you more desperate to get through this.”

“You’re very intuitive,” I quipped.

He grinned at my wit. It seemed like he longed to hear my sharp tongue sometimes.

“Well, my dear, I have been thinking tremendously about the other day, when you ran out on me.”

“I told you I had to speak to my parents—”

He held his hand up to cut me off. “Yes, I remember what you said, though I also remember what I saw. You were staring at my dagger when you ran off.”

I didn’t help him. I simply stared at him, willing him to finish without any reaction from me.

“Well, my dagger is very precious to me as you can tell, and it has a fortune of gold on it that would make anyone a little… intimidated.”

Where was this going?

He could tell by the look on my face that I was utterly confused so he continued. “I could see that you perhaps treasured it as I do, and well, since I am a prisoner and can no longer really have use for it, maybe you would keep it for me?”

Suddenly, he conjured the glorious dagger that had been burned in my memories these past two days. He handed it out to me, slowly, and for once, he looked vulnerable. His eyes were soft; there was no malicious intent or teasing behind them. He was open.

“Loki… I…” I could barely speak.

He put the dagger in my palm, wrapping my fingers around it. “It is yours then,” he stated it so matter-of-factly.

“What?!” I exclaimed.

Loki’s eyebrows raised. “Is that not what you wanted?”

My mouth hung agape at that. He thought I ran away because I wanted his dagger that his mother had given him.

I couldn’t help what happened next. I laughed. Putting my hand over my mouth, I tried to stop it but to no avail. Loki seemed a bit hurt by what he thought was me mocking him.

“Loki,” I spoke once I settled down, “this is your dagger. I don’t want to take something as precious as this away from you.”

He shook his head. “I don’t understand then, why did you run?”

What could I say? I remained silent as I tried to think of another lie.

“Are you scared of me?” he whispered.

I snapped my head back to him. “What?” I asked, incredulous.

“Do you think I’m a monster?” he hissed.

Fool. I scoffed. “Are you serious?” I asked, taking steps towards him. “I have been treated as other since my powers manifested and you have the audacity to ask if I was treating you that very same way!”

“What else could it be then?” he yelled.

He was genuinely worried, upset, and concerned. He wasn’t in his usual cage of self-control and elegance. He was himself.

I pushed the dagger back into his hands then rolled up my sleeve. I walked over to the pond where a little lantern hung about which would give me more light. He followed me closely behind until I suddenly turned on him. I thrust my wrist into the light where he could clearly see it.

His mark on me.

“That’s…”

“Yes,” I muttered. “It’s been there since you set the Destroyer.”

His face was pale. The color seemed to drain out of his body then, and he did not speak.

We stood in silence for a few minutes before I broke it. “I know,” I started, bringing Loki out of his daze, “that I’m just a mortal woman and that you could never love me. I get that. But maybe this is a symbol of a partnership or friendship! It doesn’t necessarily mean anything more.”

He touched my mark ever so slightly, holding my arms in his hands. “You bear my mark,” he breathed.

I looked at him to gauge his next moves, but he was stupefied. He had no next moves.

“It may not mean anything,” I tried. I wanted to save him the embarrassment of having to explain to me that he could never love a simple mortal girl.

He looked to me then for the first time since seeing the mark. “Do you not feel anything for me then?” His voice barely cracked, but I had heard it. His eyes were pleading me. For what? What could I provide to him?

“Loki…” I slid my arm from his gentle hands and stepped back. “It doesn’t matter. This couldn’t happen.”

His eyes never leaving mine, he closed the distance again. “Tell me, Dana,” he whispered. “Do you feel anything?”

I couldn’t breathe for fear that if I did I would blurt out everything. That I would tell him he occupied my dreams since 2011. That he was the man I would think of during a kiss. That I loved him.

I settled for a simpler answer. “Yes.”

Just then, Loki brought his hand under my chin and kissed my lips so sweetly. I felt ice running through my body and into all my nerves. It wasn’t unpleasant, just intense. I wasn’t on fire as everybody described it to me before, but I was burning through ice.

He pulled away an inch or so to look at me again, his hand still staying where it was. His lip curled up into a smile, and I let out a breath that I had been keeping in me for years I believed.

We were still fathoming our situation when we both heard a twig snap. Just then Thor came out of his hiding spot wearing the biggest grin I had ever seen on anyone. He simply stared between us before pumping his fist in the air and yelling, “YESSSSSS!”

#loki #Loki Laufeyson #loki odinson #loki fanfic #loki fanfiction #Loki Fandom #loki x reader #loki x original female character #thor #The Avengers #loki marvel #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #loki series #loki show #soulmates #never enough #never enough chapter 12

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hyeocakee · 5 years

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Soulmates

#movies #cute #art #bucky #bucky barnes #winter soldier #falcon and winter soldier #winter #mcu #marvel #loki #loki series #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #thor #captain america #soulmates

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azoraahai · 5 years

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oc halloween challenge: october 15th, soulmate au ↳ andromeda volgaré + thor odinson

#marvelocsdaily #ocappreciation #allaboutocs #oc halloween challenge #andromeda volgaré #thor odinson x oc #thormeda #ttss #tortured souls series #marvel oc #mcu oc #my ocs #my edits #otp: will always find my way back to you #if you dont think they're soulmates.... just look at their otp tag #also this is so ugly i hate it

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buckyhoneyno · 7 years

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Masterlist

Series

Beautiful Ignorance (Steve x Stark!Reader) Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5 Pt.6

Drabbles

Drabble List

Imagines

Stucky Imagine

Peter Imagine

Soul Mate Fics

High Without Your Love (Steve x Reader x Bucky) Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5

Steve Rogers

Coming soon

Bucky Barnes

Coming soon

Thor Odinson

Coming soon

Peter Parker

Coming soon

Loki Laufeyson

Coming soon

Pietro Maximoff

Coming soon

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ironstrangeao3 · 1 year

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Avengers Colour Soulmate AU- Book 2

by Braveclementine

You had simply been attending Elizabeth's baby shower at your house when a bomb goes off and one of your lines goes gray. One of your soulmates are dead. Who is it? Whose still hanging on by a thread? And will your life ever be the same again as you and Elizabeth are taken by HYDRA.

*COMPLETED BOOK*

Words: 1450, Chapters: 1/25, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Avengers Colour Soulmates

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/M, Multi

Characters: Thor Odinson, Loki Laufeyson, Nick Fury, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Stephen Strange, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Happy Hogan, Aunt May, Peter Parker, T'Challa, James Rhodey, Sam Wilson, Elizabeth, Vision, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Heimdall, Hogun

Relationships: thor odinson/ reader, Loki Laufeyson/ Reader, Nick Fury/ reader, Nick Fury/ Maria Hill, Maria Hill/ Phil Coulson, Steve Rogers/ Bucky Barnes/ Sam Wilson / reader, Stephen Strange/ Tony Stark/ reader, steve rogers/ bucky barnes/ sam wilson, Stephen Strange/ Tony Stark, T'Challa/ Reader, James Rhodey / reader, Clint Barton/ Reader, Elizabeth/ Vision, Elizabeth/ Hogun, Vision/ Wanda, Elizabeth/ Pietro

Additional Tags: Braveclementineworks, Marvel Universe, Soulmate AU, Soulmate lines AU, Completedbook, 18+, Smut, Fluff, Angst, characterdeath

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/48020917

#tony stark #stephen strange #ironstrange #fanfic #ao3

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sunshinebuckybarnes · 2 years

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Here we are besties, we made it through March! As always please check individual warnings for each fic. You are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog, and the majority tagged, are 18+ only and most of these fics contain adult themes.

I am constantly blown away by the talent on this site, if I could give each of you a kiss I would 💕

*part of a series

Steve Rogers ✨

Shock and awe by @buckys-darling

Steve Rogers x Reader

Salvation by @wayward-blonde

dark!Steve Rogers x reader

*Champagne problems by @the-iceni-bitch

dilf!Steve Rogers x tattoo artist!fem reader

Sweet spot by @ltbarnes

Steve Rogers x fem!reader

Love can only hurt like this by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

Steve Rogers x reader

Concentrated sunlight / in bloom by @whisperlullaby

Florist!Steve x Reader

Mafia dilf steve by @angrythingstarlight

Mafia Dilf Steve x Bratty Reader

*It's new, it's you by @barnesafterglow

dilf!steve rogers x teacher!reader

*His inheritance by @jtargaryen18

Mobster Steve Rogers x Mobster daughter reader

Ari Levinson ✨

Summer daze by @ambrosiase

ari levinson x fat/curvy!fem!reader

This is for us by @barnesafterglow

camboy!ari levinson x fem!reader

Drown in you by @angrythingstarlight

DBF!Ari x Reader

Ruin the friendship by @jamalflanagan

Best Friend!Ari Levinson x woc!reader

Andy Barber ✨

*Guilty by @beefybuckrrito

Alpha!Andy Barber x f!reader

He knows by @andysbubba

andy barber x reader

Curtis Everett ✨

*Out of darkness by @jtargaryen18

Curtis Everett x Reader

*Wilford's demands by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Curtis Everett x reader

Ransom Drysdale ✨

Slow by @labella420

Soft Ransom Drysdale x Fem Reader!

*Kisses by @holacia2

Ransom Drysdale x reader

Ari Levinson & destroyer!Chris ✨

Bait and switch by @sweeterthanthis

Mob!Ari Levinson x F!Reader x Bodyguard!Destroyer!Chris

Sam Wilson & Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes ✨

Make you feel good by @musingsinmoonlight

Sam Wilson/Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes x female reader

Behave by @late-to-the-party-81

Soft!dark! Steve, Bucky and Sam x Reader

Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes ✨

Make it better by @dilemmaontwolegs

Steve Rogers x fem!reader x Bucky Barnes

*Time together by @tuiccim

Steve Rogers x Female Reader x Bucky Barnes

Nick Fowler ✨

Tied up in knits by @jobean12-blog

Nick Fowler x reader

Trust me by @navybrat817

Nick Fowler x female reader

Love is a bitch by @bemine-bucky

softdark!Nick Fowler x wife!reader

Bucky Barnes ✨

I never learned to read your mind by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

Bucky Barnes x reader

*Appointments by @buckycuddlebuddy

tfatws!bucky barnes x reader

Vicious by @fluffyprettykitty

ex! bucky barnes x female reader

Never let me go... by @jamalflanagan

soft dark!Bucky x woc!reader

*Beefy biker Bucky by @angrythingstarlight

Beefy Biker Bucky x reader

*As I sleep by @sgt-seabass

TWS/CW!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Accidently on purpose by @jobean12-blog

Bucky Barnes x reader

You must have been a boxer by @indyluckycharlie

Modern!Bucky x Reader

*Ronly friends by @metalbuckaroo

Roommate!Bucky x Camgirl!Reader

Make you mine by @bonky-n-steeb

alpha! bucky barnes x omega! reader (soulmate au)

The moments he knew by @thefallenbibliophilequote

Bucky x Reader

Moonlight by @musingsinmoonlight

Bucky Barnes x female reader

*Wrapped around me by @angrythingstarlight

Beefy Biker Bucky x Reader

Let the feeling come take you by @buckycuddlebuddy

rockstar!bucky barnes x reader

Coffee by @buckys-darling

Bucky Barnes x Reader

If you'll have me by @thefallenbibliophilequote

Bucky x insecure!reader

We don't have to take our clothes off, to have a good time by @ambrosiase

bucky barnes x plus size fem!reader

Thor ✨

Thunderbolt city by @musingsinmoonlight

Thor Odinson x GN!Reader

Reflection by @musingsinmoonlight

Thor Odinson x female reader

Sam Wilson ✨

Choices by @aynanasstuff

Sam Wilson x reader

Jake Jensen ✨

Say when by @littlelioncub43

Soft dark!Jake Jensen x female!Reader

Joaquin Torres ✨

Wanna be yours by @xbuchananbarnes

Joaquin Torres x reader

Lee Bodecker ✨

Only you by @motioneverlasting

Lee Bodecker x Fem Sex Worker! Reader

#fic rec #march fic rec #steve rogers #ari levinson #andy barber #curtis everett #ransom drysdale #destroyer!chris #sam wilson #bucky barnes #nick fowler #thor #jake jensen #joaquin torres #lee bodecker

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bionic-buckyb · 6 years

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When It Rains: Part 2

A Thor x Reader / Soulmate Series

Master List

⚡ You’ve been dreaming of the same voice, the same man, for as long as you can remember. You never thought that he could be real, let alone that he was the God of Thunder, your soulmate, and the key to unlocking a mysterious power within you; a power that could be used to save Thor’s homeland of Asgard, or, in the wrong hands, to destroy it.

A/N: I had SO MUCH FUN writing part one and even more fun writing this! It’s so freeing to write for other characters, especially Thor, and to explore the marvel universe more. I just hope you guys are liking it! This whole series is based (loosely) off the song Dreams by Fleetwood Mac. Thank you to @howlingbarnes, my beautiful bestie, for reading this over for me. Your asks, likes, reblogs, and replies are always appreciated (although if you could reblog to get it out there, i’d appreciate it the most)! I’d love to hear if you wish for me to continue [:

Word Count: 1,765

Warnings: - language. - very mild violence.

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Your heart felt like it stopped in your chest, as Thor’s astonishingly clear, blue eyes pierced your very soul. You couldn’t believe it. The person you’d been dreaming about for literal years, was standing right in front of you. But how? How was this possible? Your brain worked in overdrive over every explanation, but the overpowering fuzz of uncertainty claimed the most space. Shaking your head, you tried to clear your mind and think rationally. Thor’s brow was furrowed in apparent concern, sweet wrinkles appearing by his eyes as he concentrated.

“Is everything alright?” he asked, reaching out a very large hand, and placing it on your shoulder in a genuinely concerned manner. Only five minutes in this being’s presence, and you had already deemed him perfection.

“I---yeah…” you replied, fidgeting at the spot. “I just… feel like I know you.”

“I must say, I do feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before. Have we ever met?”

“Uh… no,” you said, with a shake of your head. “I don’t think we have.”

“Shame. Maybe you’ve seen me on the television? I’m quite popular here on Earth.”

The smile that followed this statement warmed your fragile heart this time; the delicious warmth creeping over every bone in your body like a comforting blanket. But there was the word again. Earth. The only word you’d ever heard him say. How would you possibly explain this to someone so… godlike? Your anxiety began to creep up on you, like a insatiable thirst, sucking you dry. You couldn’t tell him about your dreams. How stupid would you look?

“Yeah,” you finally retorted, smoothing out your apron, picking off every fuzz and crumb; anything to not have to face him. “That’s probably it.”

Thor looked out the window, before looking back at you. You could feel those eyes scanning over you, assessing you, and your entire body was on fire. You didn’t want to let him go, but how would you make him stay? You were just… you. And he was just… out of your entire fucking league.

“I’m so sorry,” he said, his voice quieter than before, more intimate. “I have to be going now. I’m needed by my good friend, Tony Stark.”

You choked on your own spit, coughing violently.

“I’m sorry, did you just say you’re friends with Tony Stark?”

“Indeed. Do you know of him?”

“Well, he’s only one of the richest men on the entire planet---”

You stopped speaking mid sentence, and that’s when it all finally clicked. Suddenly, you felt so stupid that you wanted to literally kick yourself as hard as possible, or vomit, or both. Tony Stark was the founder of the Avengers and, after taking another glance at Thor, realized that he too was obviously a part of them. You didn’t know much about the Avengers, or their members; just that they saved the world and the government gave them shit for it.

“Wait… you’re an Avenger, aren’t you?” you asked bravely.

“I am or… was. Not really sure where they stand anymore. Which is where I was going, to find out.”

“Ah, okay, yeah. Please, don’t let me stop you,” you replied, your heart crying out not to let him leave, but your brain knowing you had to. “It was very nice to meet you.”

“You as well,” he stated with a nod of his head, before turning out of the coffee shop door. You watched as he walked in the middle of the street with purpose. A bolt of electric blue lightning that matched his eyes came from the sky. It zapped around him like a force field and you gasped, as the same lightning emitted from his fingertips. Thor turned once more to look at you through, his eyes glowing the whitest blue you’d ever seen. His clothes had now changed, and he was wearing leather armor, which hugged every part of him perfectly. To your surprise, he winked before quickly disappearing straight up into the sky. You ran out into the street and looked up, hoping for one more glimpse of the man of your dreams, but he was gone. The only thing that greeted you was a rumble of thunder, followed by drops of rain on your face.

Walking quickly back into the coffee shop to avoid getting wet, you did a quick Google search on your phone.

Thor.

Many things came up, including lots of Norse mythology. Myths, about the son of Odin. Your head was spinning, as if your body was on the fastest teacup ride at Disneyland. Specifying the search, you tried:

Thor, Avengers.

What came up made you gasp, and feel even more stupid than you already felt, even though deep down you always knew.

Thor, son of Odin, is the god of Thunder. He is the most important and famous god in Norse mythology and, after coming to Earth to reveal himself, along with teaming up with Mr Tony Stark, has become a crucial part of the Avengers team. After the historical incident in Sokovia, his location is unknown. It is possible that he currently resides on his own planet, Asgard.

So Thor was an actual god after all; an otherworldly being. You set your phone down and inhaled quickly, before releasing all of your pent up air in one long breath. All this time, you had been seeing what you assumed were Thor’s memories. The actual god of Thunder. But why? Why you? And why did he come to you now, in a measly coffee shop on Earth when, clearly, he was on the run? Crazy questions ran through your brain, with no answers to sedate them.

“Fuck…” you breathed, trying everything not to cry. You didn’t know what to do, where to turn, or what any of this meant.

After what felt like an eternity, you were finally relieved from your position by a coworker, and began your walk to the parking garage a few blocks down the street from the coffee shop to retrieve your car. All you wanted to do was curl into a ball in bed and cry, knowing that you’d let Thor just leave without an explanation for the dreams that tortured you for so long. He was, after all, an actual god. Maybe he knew what was happening to you.

Not realizing where you were going, you slammed into a stranger who was standing directly in front of you. He leaned in and whispered in your ear, so as not to draw attention, sending chills down your spine.

“Gimme your purse, and no one gets hurt.”

“What?” you asked, absolutely flabbergasted. “Absolutely fucking not.”

The man’s fingers were wrapped around the strap now, yanking it toward him. A mean glare was in his eyes. You were playing tug of war now. All of your money was in this bag, your entire life. There was no way you were letting it go.

“Let go!” you screamed, hoping to get someone’s attention, but the street was empty. “Now, asshole!”

You saw the stranger reach into his pocket with his free hand, and you froze. You knew he was going for a knife, a gun; anything to kill you with. This was it. This was the end.

Except you were very wrong.

A loud crack of lightning struck just behind the stranger, making him let go of your purse and yelp in surprise.

“Jesus Christ!” he screamed, jumping away from you. “Oh fuck…”

When he spoke, he was almost looking through you, as if someone was behind you. You furrowed your brow, as you watched the stranger tremble with fear, before running the other way.

“I was only gone like... an hour,” the sweet, deep, soothing voice said behind you. The only voice to ever make you weak in the knees. “You’re a trouble maker, aren’t you?”

You turned around in what felt like slow motion, as you took in Thor for the first time since you found out who and what he actually was. Butterflies fluttered inside your stomach, the sudden urge to vomit from emotion apparent. He was the most beautiful creature you’d ever laid eyes on, and that was a fact now.

“Thank you…” you managed to breathe, holding your stomach. “You saved my life.”

“Nonsense,” he said with a wave of his hand. “But I have to tell you I haven’t been very honest with you.”

His statement took you by surprise, and your hand instinctively clutched your heart.

“Neither have I,” you finally replied, not taking your eyes off of him for fear he’d vanish again.

“That’s what I feared. Will you come with me, to a safe place that we can talk? I’d like to get you looked at by a friend, to be sure you’re okay.”

“I’m fine, I—-“

“Non-negotiable I’m afraid,” he interrupted, and you didn’t argue. “Please, come with me?”

He asked as a question, although you knew it wasn’t one.

You looked at his hand as he extended it to you, your face clearly reading that of the biggest skeptic. Your heart was screaming “Go!” but your brain was screaming “Don’t!”

“I promise, I won’t hurt you,” he assured you. “I would never dream of hurting you, Y/N.”

You placed your hand in his, your eyes never leaving the smile he wore just for you. As your fingers wrapped into his own, your world lurched forward, as he flew you to your new destination.

It felt like a few minutes, but might have been much longer. Thor’s free hand was used to wrap around your waist, pulling you as close to him as possible to keep you safe.

The eventual landing was rough, and your world spun for a while as you clutched the floor on all fours. To your surprise, you felt the same fingers that were wrapped in yours moments before, rubbing your back in a comforting manner.

“Good God, Thor,” another soft voice said somewhere around you. “Why did you fly her here? You could’ve just had Tony’s guys pick her up?”

“She had been through enough with strangers, Banner,” Thor said quietly. “I wanted her to be with me. I almost lost her today.”

“Okay, okay,” Banner said, shaking his head. “Lets help her up at least, huh?” Two strong hands looped under each of your arms and pulled you up. You were dizzy.

“Are you okay?” Thor asked you, taking your face in his hands. You nodded, unable to form words. Banner was snapping his fingers in your face, his own covered in worry. “Can I get you anything?”

Suddenly, another man appeared behind Thor and you immediately spaced out on his all too familiar face.

“Hello, Y/N?” he extended a hand between you and Thor. “My name is Tony Stark. I wanted to personally welcome you to Stark Tower.”

You didn’t take his hand, and instead saw Thor’s intense face of concern, as you passed out in his arms.

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The Scarlet Witch Prophecy - Chapter 13 - The Sixth Year (Part Three)

My dear friend @abimess, I keep stealing your gifs and making updates without telling you. I hope you never get tired of it.

Summary: As the youngest daughter of Howard Stark, you have ordinary expectations for your years at Hogwarts. Little do you know what adventures await you when your destiny is intertwined with the legendary Scarlet Witch.

Warnings: +16. Adaptation of the Harry Potter Saga, Magical Thematic, Prophecies, Mentions of Violence, Torture and dark magic, Language (swearing and minor/major offenses), manipulation of will, Underage kissing, insinuation of smut with minors, Smut (overage), descriptions of death, aggression, obscurity, angst, fluffy, soulmates analogies. || Chapter Warnings: Magical torture with minors, cursing, angst, ptsd, derogatory thoughts and behavior, dark magic.

Chapter Words: 8.486 K

A/N> Yes, I've gone for a month without warning anyone, and yes that might go on, but at least i'm near ending this (I'm already writing chapter 21). Once I'm finished, I'll just programe tumblr to upload them all for me because i'm lazy. I hope anyone like this yet, i don't even know what i'm doing anymore. Good reading!

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Chapter 13 - Part XIII - The Sixth Year (Part Three)

Gossip really starts to irritate you when you go to lunch after potions.

"You want to say something to me, girl?" You charge impatiently when you hear the giggles behind you again, coming from a group of students sitting at Ravenclaw's table.

The group turns around with wry smiles on their faces, and you notice the editions of the Daily Prophet in the hand of one of the boys. It is Hope Summers, your classmate, who speaks first:

"We're just sharing some theories, Stark." She says in a provocative tone. "Some of us find it an interesting coincidence that just now that Mephisto is back, you and Maximoff are losing control of magic."

You frown.

"What are you talking about?" you ask in surprise, referring to Wanda, but Hope thinks you want her to keep mocking you.

"It's just suspicious that no one knows what happened to you in that dungeon, or at the ministry of magic." Hope counters. "And now you two are blowing things up, and we have a dark wizard on the loose."

"Fuck you, Summmers." You curse as you stand up, leaving the girl in shock at your aggressiveness.

The same auror from the first day stands in front of you as you try to approach Slytherin's table.

"Students must respect..."

But you interrupted his speech with a loud shove that sent him staggering backwards, and drew the immediate attention of several people.

You were seeing red by now, the man's wry smile only making you more irritated.

He drew his wand, but so did you. And the room held its breath.

"Put your wand away, Miss Stark." Warned the auror angrily, but you didn't.

Wanda stood up as she noticed the confusion, rushing to reach you, but the auror put his arm in her way.

"Now, miss." He warned again, and you grunted in irritation.

"Get your hands off her." You retorted, feeling your body fever with hatred.

"Stark." The man said, his arm reaching down to push Wanda back, and you exploded.

You didn't even finish thinking about the spell, the magic exploding out of your wand.

The auror masterfully blocked it, and you dropped your wand to jump on top of him.

It was a confusion of shoving, other bigger students pulling you away from the man and he away from you.

" Never fucking touch her again!" You warned snorting in anger, Thor Odinson stopping you from jumping on the man's neck.

"I just pushed her away from the line of fire, you crazy bitch!" The auror retorted indignantly and angrily. "Go to the headmaster's office now!"

"Fuck you!"

Thor pulled you out of the hall as the crowd of students whistled in celebration, excited about the whole fight. The auror was too busy dissipating everyone to follow you.

"Hey, hothead, calm down." The blonde warned as he released the grip of you by the courtyard. You grunted angrily, wishing you could break something.

"Fuck this school, fuck that asshole." You complained aloud, as Thor looked at you curiously.

"You have quite a rage, Stark." He comments, and you grumble in irritation.

But Wanda catches up with you the next moment, and she looks even angrier than you.

"What the hell was that?" she asks and you roll your eyes, running your hands through your hair.

"I think you are going to be fine for now on." Thor comments, smiling at the thank you Wanda says to him before leaving you two alone.

"So?" Wanda insists, arms crossed. You bite the inside of your cheek as you look at her.

"What do you want me to say?" You retort angrily.

"You just started a fight for no reason! Again!" She accuses. "Only this time it was with a wizard who could kill you. I want to know what's going on!"

"I don't know, Wanda!" You exclaim angrily. "Why does everyone expect me to have answers? I don't know! Do you understand that? It feels like I'm going to explode in frustration any second, neither you or Gamora seem to get it. I don't understand what's happening to me!"

"Because you won't talk to us!" She shouts back, just as annoyed as you are. "You're pushing everyone away! Even me! We can't help you if you don't talk to us!"

You grunt impatiently, turning around. There was a strange throbbing in the back of your head, a strange whisper. Like a voice telling you that no one was telling you the truth, that your friends expected too much of you, that Wanda didn't care...

This last thought made you sob. Wanda softened her expression immediately, taking a step toward you and touching your shoulder, but you pulled away from her touch as if burned, wiping your tears away quickly.

"Leave me alone, Wanda." You mutter between teeth. She hesitates, raising her hand toward you again.

"Please."

"I need some time from you." You insist, pushing her hand away, and walking away.

A part of your brain is begging you to go back and make things right, but there is a cloud of anger and irritation that keeps you walking.

//-//-//-//-//

You roll over in bed in discomfort.

Nightmares. Again.

It has only been five days since you had your fight with Wanda, and you are getting worse every day.

With Summers' teasing, you end up noticing other things too.

How the school really found the theory that you and Wanda were somehow related to Mephisto, because the minister had covered up what happened in the dungeons and in the ministry, and everybody thought it was strange that two students were showing an increase in magical potential with the return of a dark wizard.

Unlike you, who were failing considerably in any simple execution of spells, Wanda was demonstrating exceptional abilities. Kaecilius was more than willing to make her the face of progress at Hogwarts, you heard the gossip about bringing in reporters to share the news of the new direction.

You know that the only reason Wanda hasn't come after you yet was because you're running away from her like the plague.

And you couldn't even explain why.

You were also blocking out your real health condition from her. Just like you two practiced during the summer.

Besides hiding this from Wanda, you have kept your friends away too, isolating yourself from everyone else in search of a little rest, only succeeding in taking a nap when you are running away between classes.

And the detentions with Kaecilius keep increasing as you skip classes.

You begin to consider learning to write with a different hand, just so the bruise has time to heal, but at this point you don't even care about the scar anymore.

"You really must like pain." Loki teases wryly as you sit in an empty room, waiting for the aurors' shift change again after your detention.

You don't ask him what he's doing on that floor again, and he doesn't ask why you haven't spoken to your friends in two weeks.

"Sure, that must be it." You joke back, massaging your injured hand.

He assumes a pensive expression for a second.

"Are you sure you haven't been cursed by someone?" He asks, causing you to frown in shock and confusion.

"Excuse me?"

He gives a little chuckle, settling himself better against the wall.

"Everyone's been talking about you being sick." He says. "I heard some of the Ravenclaw people theorize that you became a werewolf over the summer."

You laugh helplessly, massaging your temples lightly.

"I guarantee that's not it." You say making Loki smile.

"If you are sick for no reason, it could be a curse." He says. "I wouldn't be surprised, the way things are."

"But how do I find out if I've been cursed?"

Loki takes a thoughtful stance.

"I don't know." He says. "But I'm sure you can learn that in the no longer reserved session of the library."

You laugh at the joke, but soon you both return to silence. When that hallway's shift ends, Loki sighs, getting up and helping you to stand.

"Still can't perform spells?" He asks, already drawing his wand.

"Only if I want to blow things up." You scoff making him laugh.

"Fine, I'll enchant you." He says. When you are transparent, he looks at you with an amused expression. "See you next Saturday, troublemaker?

"Don't worry, I plan on skipping DADA, maybe I'll be here tomorrow." You retort in the same tone before turning to leave.

//-////-//-//-//-//

It takes three more days for Wanda to finally corner you.

You are skipping class in an empty room on the seventh floor, trying to doze off, and almost fall out of your chair with fright when the door opens and Wanda comes in, looking annoyed.

You grunt impatiently, without lifting your face from the desk.

"I told you I needed time." You complain, but tense up when you notice the tears in her eyes as she moves closer to sit at the table next to yours.

" You want to break up with me?" She asks in a whisper and you raise your head immediately, feeling your chest tighten.

"What? What are you talking about?"

Wanda gives a humorless laugh at your expression. "Why are you acting like this is an absurd idea? You've disappeared. You've been avoiding me, not even talking to me anymore."

You shake your head quickly, feeling the urge to cry.

"I don't want to break up with you." You say. "I..I would never want to be away from you."

"You just said you need time away from me." Wanda retorts with annoyance, and you feel your stomach clench as she sighs. "I don't know what's going on with us. And I miss you, but you won't let me near you."

You are exhausted. So you cry.

You rest your head on your arms, and let your sobs fill the silence, hoping that the tears will take this bad feeling away.

It's Wanda's gentle touch on your back that helps.

"Babe, tell me what's wrong." She whispers to you, her tone concerned.

It takes many minutes for you to calm down. But when you do, Wanda holds your hand, kneeling on the floor beside the chair you are in.

"I can't do magic." You breathlessly tell her from crying, "And I can't sleep. I've been sick for weeks, and I'm angry all the time. Healer Cho doesn't know what's wrong with me, but everyone at school seems to have a theory about it. I think I'm going to suffocate, Wanda. I'm messing everything up. Between us, between my family, and at school." You sob as you finish and Wanda shakes her head, her hand coming up to your cheek.

"Don't say that." She urges. "You didn't ruin anything. Hey, look at me. I love you. Your sisters love you, your friends love you. We'll figure out what's going on."

Wanda hugs you tight, and you sob, shaking.

You want to believe her words, so you push the intrusive thoughts away, and believe it.

//-//-//-//

Wanda takes you to a door in that same floor you two were before, but you have never seen that door until that moment.

And you are very surprised to realize that it is a bedroom.

"How...?" You ask confused as she closes the it.

"Welcome to the Room of Requirement." She says with a smile, pulling you by the hand around. "We hold our Avengers meetings here." She counters and you frown.

"In a bedroom? Interesting choice." You comment and she giggles.

"No, my love." She says. "That's how this room works. It is charmed to meet your needs. That's why I asked you to come in first."

"Oh, that's pretty cool." You say looking around. Wanda smiles at you, and then you both reach the bed. "The room thinks I have to sleep?"

"I do too." Wanda retorts, pushing your shoulders gently for you to sit on the bed. "Go on, nice dreams."

You hesitate. "You gonna leave me here alone?"

Wanda denies with her head, pointing to the chair that probably just magically appeared next to the bed. You frown.

"Can't you sleep in the bed with me?"

She giggles. "We don't have much time for you to sleep. If I lie down, you'll want to kiss me. So I'll be sitting in that armchair, studying as I should." She explains seriously, and you pout.

"Stupid rules." You grumble moving your hands up to her waist. "Lie down with me."

"Babe..."

"Please."

Wanda sighs, then nods. You smile, quickly removing your shoes as she does the same. You quickly adjust yourself on the bed, opening your arms for her to lie on top of you, and she gives a little giggle before doing so.

"Are you cozy, sweetheart?" You murmur against her hair, and Wanda squeezes her arms around you.

"Yeah, your boobs are good pillows." She teases, making you laugh with reddened cheeks.

Your eyes begin to heavy quickly, fatigue catching up with your body relaxed by the comfort of the moment.

"Go to sleep, babe." Wanda whispers. "I'll be here when you wake up."

You smile with your eyes closed, surrendering.

It's the best sleep you've had in weeks.

The problem is that as soon as you start to wake up again, you are feeling sick.

You touch the emptiness in the bed, mumbling softly. When you open your eyes you find Wanda sitting in the armchair, the darkhold in her lap.

"Damn it, Wanda, this book again." You complain in a hoarse voice, but she just sighs.

"Why the attitude?"

"I hate that book." You grumble sitting up in bed, massaging your face lightly. "Why do you keep reading it anyway?"

"It's interesting." She says, closing the item to look at you. "Agatha really told me a lot, but there are also things I didn't know."

"For example?"

Wanda bites her lips, appraising you.

"Scarlet witches are forged, for instance." She says and you frown in confusion. Wanda sighs. "Many powerful witches, born scarlet witches, never got to fulfill their destiny because the forging didn't happen."

You straighten your clothes uncomfortably, pensively.

"What exactly does that mean?"

"What the headmistress did last year was my forging." She clarifies and you swallow dryly, feeling your stomach turn. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" you ask confused.

"Everything." She says upset. "I know we've talked about this, but it seems like all I do is cause you problems. With the bond, and with the forge. If Agatha didn't want my powers, she wouldn't have taken you to the dungeon and you wouldn't have suffered."

You poke at the knot of your tie, feeling yourself suffocate slightly. Wanda is speaking, you blink to focus on her words.

"I'm sorry, could you say that again?" You ask out of breath, sweating. You blink to find Wanda's concerned gaze on you.

"Babe, what's wrong?" She asks worriedly, her hands around your face.

You feel your head spin, and everything goes dark before you can answer.

//-//-//-//

You smell the scent of grass when you wake up.

Then you blink in confusion, getting used to your surroundings to realize that you are in what looks like a ward bed.

"Hey, all right, take it easy getting up, Miss Stark." Asked Professor Strange with one hand on her shoulder. In the other he held a potion that you imagined he had given you.

"W-what happened?" you mumbled confusedly, sitting up in bed. Only now did you notice Professor Munroe and Wanda standing in front of the bed, both with worried expressions.

"You passed out, but you're better now I imagine." Stephen explained gently, but you were still feeling very weak.

"Professor, she simply blacked out." Wanda commented in a tearful voice. " Don't you have any idea what's wrong?"

Stephen sighed, and then pointed at the chair, the darkhold.

"Where did you get that book?" He asked, and Wanda frowned, taking a step toward the chair in a defensive posture.

"What does that have to do with my question?" she retorted dryly, and Stephen looked at you one last time before standing up.

"There's a reason it's called the Book of the Damned, Miss Maximoff." He says."It damns its readers."

"That's ridiculous." Wanda retorted, crossing her arms. "I've been reading it for weeks and nothing has happened."

"Not with you."

Wanda hesitates, widening her eyes. And then she takes a step back, swallowing her cry as she reaches out to grab the book and hand it to Stephen.

She turns her gaze back to you, and lets the tears fall.

"I am truly sorry." She says with a mixture of guilt and shame before turning to leave the room.

You call out to her about three times, but she leaves and you don't have the strength to go after her.

"Damn, couldn't I have said that in a different way?" You complain angrily to Stephen, who just sighs, exchanging a look with Professor Munroe. "How come you two are here anyway?"

"It was Wanda." Professor Ororo replies. "She asked the room for someone trustworthy to help her with you. Then there was a door opening in the potions room. Stephen was there with me, and we both came."

"Great." You mutter annoyed, thinking about how you are going to talk to Wanda and convince her that you were not angry with her. "Would either of you happen to know how to make me better now?"

"Sure." Stephen comments by raising the book in the air, and with a wave of his hand, the item dissolves into several pieces until it is gone. "I didn't destroy it, if that's what you're thinking. I just put it away, to prevent something like that from happening again."

"Congratulations." You grumble wryly as you straighten up in bed, the same migraine from before is now weaker, but it's still there.

"You know, you had a better attitude when you didn't have a magical doom on your spirit." Stephen complains, causing you to frown, but Professor Ororo gives a chuckle.

"Thanks professor." You comment wryly, making him laugh. He sits back down beside your bed, and pulls out of the cover a small notebook.

"Now that Miss Maximoff has stopped reading the book, I suppose you will get better." Stephen says, making you sigh.

"You suppose? That's encouraging." You say moving to stand up.

"Where are you going, Miss Stark? You need to rest." Warn the professor, but you ignore him, and ignore the weakness in your body as well.

"What I need, Strange, is for people to stop lying to me."

"No one is lying, Miss Stark." Professor Ororo states next. "We really don't know the extent of the magic the darkhold carries."

"And why is that I imagine?" You sneer. "Because someone omitted the truth from you, and it's been passed down for generations, isn't it? Well, that's over now. Because we've finally studied everything in this place, including a book that condemns anyone who reads it." You exclaim impatiently, stooping down to put on your shoes. "If you two will excuse me, I'll figure out how to get better on my own. But first I'm going to explain to my girlfriend that none of this is her fault."

Ororo and Stephen are silent, but you wouldn't have been paying attention to anything they said anyway.

Soon you are up and out of the requirement room looking for Wanda.

//-//-//-//

She seems to have disappeared from the castle, so you must concentrate to use your instincts.

The hardest part is dodging the aurors, but you finally reach the astronomy tower.

You're a little out of breath from the run, but it's the image of Wanda standing on the edge, the sunlight in her hair that leaves you breathless.

"Hi." You say in a low tone, your hands in your pockets as you approach. She startles slightly, wiping away tears as she keeps her gaze forward.

"What do you want here?" she asks in a husky voice. You sigh.

"That you stop hating yourself and listen to me." You say and she lets out a short laugh.

"And what do you think you can say?" She questions turning her body toward you. "All I do is hurt you."

You shake your head, but Wanda lets out a tearful laugh.

"No you don't understand." She says. "Since I met you, you have only brought me good things. Affection, happiness, hope. You've been that kind warm feeling that I need on my worst days. Hell, you're even the memory for me to cast a patronus." She confesses with emotion, her face wet with tears. "But me? All I bring you is pain and suffering. And now I even bring sickness. This is wrong, I hurt you. You need to see this, and understand that we can no longer happen."

"Don't say that." You ask, reaching up to touch her face, wipe away her tears. "That's not true, Wanda. I love you, you make me..."

"Stop it." She interrupts with a sob. "Don't make it any harder than it already is."

"Please, Wanda, listen to me." You plead, resting your forehead on hers, your hands on her cheeks. "You make me happy, you are the only thing that makes me happy, I love you, please..."

Wanda kisses you hard, and you respond with the same intensity, both of you gasping into each other's mouths.

But then she is pulling away, thrusting you farther apart.

"I'm sorry." She cries, taking a step back. "We're over."

And she's running away again, and this time you don't go after her.

//-//-//-//-//

Without Darkhold's being consumed, you really start to improve in terms of physical health.

The only problem is the emotional ditch you find yourself in.

Gamora, Nebula and Mantis find you, again in the Room of Requirement, skipping class.

"My god this is worse than last time." Gamora remarks as she looks around at the mess of junk food and pillows. The room had been transformed into a "comfortable place", which basically had the appearance of a living room, with several soft armchairs, and lots of unhealthy food. "Why did you guys break up this time?"

"Please don't talk to me." You grumbled, your voice coming out muffled because you were lying on two soft puffs, your face buried in the pillow, your hand inside a bag of muggles snacks.

"I bet you five bucks they'll be back together before the end of the month." Nebula commented and you sniffled against your pillow, hearing a noise that sounded like Gamora hitting her sister.

"We talked to Wanda." Mantis said. "And with Professor Stephen, too. We're sorry about everything, but have you decided you're not going to study anymore?"

"I don't care about school." You grumble against the pillow. "Leave me alone, I want to cry."

Nebula gives a short laugh, and Gamora elbows her.

"Stop hitting me, you crazy." Nebula complains loudly, moving away from her sister to approach you, taking the bag of snacks you have, and making you complain softly. "And you stop being such a drama queen. Aren't you two like soul mates or some shit? It's just a fight, you'll work it out. You're acting like you've never broken up before."

"Your sensitivity is admirable." Gamora scoffs, pushing her sister away to sit next to you, stroking your back until you look up at her. "Do you want to talk about what happened?"

You feel the urge to cry arise again. "Wanda thinks she is bad for me." You say. "And she doesn't want to be with me anymore, and I want to die."

You start crying again, stuffing your face into the pillow as Gamora strokes your hair.

"How did this happen anyway?" Nebula asks, confused, chewing on salty snacks."You barely slept at home over the summer to be with her, and now you guys are breaking up. It's hard to keep up with this relationship."

"Merlin, Nebula shut up." Gamora asks impatiently, and her sister raises her hands in surrender with an ironic expression. You want to scream against your pillow, but all you do is try to control your crying.

"You can't keep disappearing, sweetheart." Gamora says as she runs her hands through your hair, trying to calm you down. "Kaecilius has already noticed. He's trying to figure out where you're going, and eventually he'll figure it out since you can't stay here forever."

"Maybe I can." You mumble making Gamora laugh softly.

"Come on, I'm sure you miss a decent meal." She says. "Why don't you join us for lunch?"

"I can't sit at your table."

"Who said anything about a table?"

This is how you end up on the edge of the great lake, at a picnic.

Mantis gets several dishes from the house elves, and since lunch is a free social hour, nobody seems to mind that you are eating outside.

Your sisters are not the only students who, over time, have learned ways around school rules.

You grumble slightly as you feel the sun on your face, but lie back on the grass, closing your eyes.

Your mind wanders back to last summer immediately, the memories of Wanda, and you feel horrible. You just want her back. And then you swallow the urge to cry again to accept the juice Mantis offers you.

"We wanted to tell you that we've found a way to help you, too." Gamora says after a moment, causing you to raise your eyebrow. "About the darkhold, and the eternal damnation thing."

"Light topic." You sneer, throwing your arm over your face. The day is hot. "I appreciate the help, of course."

Gamora giggles. "Merlin, I had forgotten how grumpy you get when you're upset."

"I'm not upset, Gamora." You retort angrily. "I'm frustrated."

"Sexually." Nebula sneers, making you grunt in anger, but Mantis holds back a laugh.

"What's your problem with my feelings lately?" You accuse the girl with irritation.

"Not everything is about you, you know." She retorts and you sit up quickly, looking at her with a raised eyebrow.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Nebula laughs, rolling her eyes. "In case you haven't noticed, there's a war going on." She says. "We're all stressed and scared. And the three of us have been in the same classes as you, having to watch the same things. But you only have time for Wanda. And now you've broken up, again, because there's some mortal danger, again, that she's caused for you. So, I don't know, but maybe she is right to break up. Ever since you guys started dating everything has been about her, and the trouble she causes!"

"Fuck you, Nebula!" You exclaim angrily, advancing against the girl in front of you. Gamora and Mantis quickly separate you.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Gamora shoves you. "Were you really going to hit her?"

"Fuck this." You curse angrily, taking a step away. "I didn't ask any of you to come after me. I don't need you. I just need Wanda. Fucking leave me alone."

You turn back to the castle, cursing the wild on your way.

//-//-//-//

Loki is the only friend you have now.

You wouldn't call him a friend exactly.

Kaecilius has put you in detention for three days a week, including Saturday, but mostly you just clean the castle. But when he takes you to the seventh floor, and makes you scrape sentences against your own skin, you don't worry about being alone anymore, because Loki is always on that floor.

It takes a week for you to tell him about the requirement room.

" You could have mentioned it earlier, we would have stuck around here." He comments without sounding upset.

Soon it doesn't take long for you two to start seeing each other even when you're not in detention.

You are not surprised that Loki also skips classes, he has always been quite mischievous, but the reason is different from yours.

He knew dark magic. Much more than you or your classmates. And he has no interest in practicing it in class.

"It's stupid." He comments as you are sitting in the armchairs. "Most people will never have the courage or willpower to cast a death curse. It's useless to learn."

"Is that the only reason you don't agree with the teaching at Hogwarts now?" You ask in surprise, setting up the chessboard for yourself as Loki shrugs his shoulders.

"I feel like you're judging me, Hufflepuff." He sneers but you smile, rolling your eyes.

"Honestly, I don't give a damn."

And you really didn't care.

Wanda was avoiding you in the halls, and you were doing the same with your friends and family.

When Iron delivered the mail to the Slytherin table, including Nebula's birthday presents, you wanted to throw up, but all you did was walk away from the Hufflepuff table toward the requirement room.

Without the darkhold, you didn't feel sick, but the anger didn't go away.

Your magic hadn't stabilized, and you were failing at everything, but you couldn't bring yourself to worry about it.

Erik wrote to you, commenting on the importance of you and Wanda practicing magical balancing together, and you burned the letter while crying on the carpet.

And at this rate, time went by.

It was almost the middle of the school year when things started to take a turn for the worse at Hogwarts, and in the wizarding war as well.

Mephisto is getting stronger, and the order is losing. And Kaecillius must be under some pressure from the ministry, maybe for answers from organizations like the Avengers, which are forbidden, because his detentions get too horrible.

It is Saturday again, and you drag yourself to the room where you are supposed to fulfill your detention, but unlike the other days, Kaecillius locks the door.

You only notice because he seems tense and distracted, and there is no feather or book.

"Professor, what will my punishment be today?" You ask confused, and he is nodding to the center of the room as he stands in front of the desk, a few feet from you.

"Miss Stark, today I want to ask some questions and I expect honesty." He declines as he turns to you.

You hiss softly, putting your hands in your pockets.

"Shoot."

Kaecillius doesn't even mind your lack of formality, looking at you with an impassive face.

"What is Mephisto's location?"

You choke in surprise and disbelief. "Excuse me? Why do you think I know that?"

"The ministry has reason enough to suspect that the Order of the Avengers is nothing more than a cover for the death walkers.Your brother, whom I had suspected of being part of that order of delinquents, is no longer at Hogwarts, but you will have to serve." He speaks and with each word you become more outraged. "Now answer me, where is Mephisto?"

" Did you just fucking call my brother a delinquent?" You mutter incredulously. "I have no idea where Mephisto is, what's your problem?"

But you widen your eyes when the professor draws his wand, and you barely have time to swallow dry before the spell hits you in the chest.

It's the cruciatus curse. You know the second it hits you. The sharp pain fills every cell in your body and you scream, not having the strength to stand or with your eyes open, hugging yourself.

"We must not tell lies, Miss Stark." Kaecillius says as soon as he stops enchanting you, the pain disappears in the same instant, but you continue to tremble.

In complete shock and fear, you sob.

"I will ask you again, where is Mephisto?"

You let the tears flow, and shake your head. "I don't know, professor."

Kaecillius lets out a sigh of disappointment. "Some cases are more difficult than others." He comments somberly, taking a step toward her. "Did you know that the record for enduring the Cruciatus curse before madness is six hours? Incredible, isn't it? It happened during the first war, with a muggleborn. You're a half-blood, maybe you can take longer"

He has a devilish grin as he finishes, and you clench your jaw at the threat.

"I don't know where Mephisto is." You repeat, but the professor points his wand at you again.

"My bet is seven hours."

And then the pain returns.

You don't know how long you stay in that room.

But it is long enough for your consciousness to begin to fade. The pain gets so severe that it gradually fades away. You begin to gasp breathlessly, not even able to scream anymore.

Someone help me. Please, help me. Help me. Wanda.

Between the tears you see the floor of the room, and between a twinge of pain, a red light. And everything is dark again.

//-//-//

“Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Warcraft and Wizard is arrested in flagrant by aurors from the ministry of magic this week, full coverage on page..."

You blink confusedly, your eyes getting used to the clarity, while the headline of the Daily Prophet was the first thing your vision caught.

And then you shifted in bed, realizing that you were in a hospital room , and whoever was reading next to you put the paper down when they heard you, and you could behold the curious look on your brother's face.

"Tony?" you whispered confused, and he smiled as he stood up quickly, the newspaper forgotten on the armchair.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" He asked as his hand reached for the loose strands of hair on your face and put them back. "You scared the hell out of me."

"What happened?"

"What's the last thing you remember?"

You thought, and then sighed, closing your eyes for a moment.

"Kaecilius."

Tony bit his lip nervously before speaking.

"I'm sorry." He said, lowering his hand to his own. "I came here as soon as I got the howler from Professor Strange, but honestly, I didn't even need it, because all the newspapers are talking about it."

"What...?" You started in confusion, but Tony hurried to explain.

"Wanda found you, Y/N." He told. "She, well, wasn't exactly happy about the whole thing. I think she lost control. Kaecilius is lucky to be alive if you ask me. She almost destroyed the seventh floor, it was a huge mess. And then the aurors interfered, and soon there were reporters everywhere. I guess now everyone knows she's a scarlet witch."

You widened your eyes, straightening to sit up and grumbling a little in pain. Tony looked at you with concern, asking you to take it easy, but you were already asking about Wanda.

"She's at the ministry of magic." He clarified. "Kaecilius is going on trial for torturing a student, and she will answer for putting everyone in danger."

" What?" you ask incredulously, and Tony sighs.

"Yeah I know it's unfair." He says. "But the minister of magic seems to be looking everywhere for people to blame for his lack of control. The problem is how much of that information will get to Mephisto. The whole ministry seems to be full of walkers."

You ran your hand across your face, frustrated.

"I'm so tired, Tony." You confess in a whisper. "It feels like everything is falling apart around me, and things are only getting worse."

Tony squeezes your hand. "I'm sorry, I really am. This whole situation sucks, and I wanted to help you. I'm trying, sister. I haven't been talking to you as much as I should, but I didn't want you to think you're alone. I'm working on breaking the bond. To free you and Wanda from the prophecy, and the wizarding world from dangers like Mephisto. I'm sorry I haven't been by your side."

You swallow your cry, and nod, trying to smile at Tony. He reaches up to hug you, and you gasp softly, taking a few seconds to relax and let the tears flow.

When you calm down, Tony tells you that he is going to get a Mediwizards to check your situation.

You lie down again, sighing softly. The memories come back with full force, and you choke softly, feeling your body tremble.

It's as if you can feel the curse again, sense the pain on your skin. Opening your eyes and shaking the memories away, you swallow dryly and reach for the glass of water on the nightstand.

You just want Wanda by your side telling you that everything is going to be okay.

//-//-//-//-//

You stay under observation for two days.

Doctor Hank makes a joke about you enjoying St.Mungus more than you should since you keep coming back, but Tony doesn't laugh.

Then you' re going back to Hogwarts by train, because the doctor thinks you shouldn't use magical means of transportation for a few days, and it's weird to take the empty express, but as soon as you arrive at the station, Gamora and Nebula are waiting for you with boxes of candy bought in Hogsmeade, and tight hugs.

You are not surprised by the stares you receive from the other students, but you ignore them as your sisters escort you around the castle to the Hufflepuff communal hall.

"Did you get to talk to Wanda?" Gamora asks as soon as you sit down on your bed, sighing with exhaustion from the train ride. The mention of the other sorceress' name doesn't help.

"Not yet." You say. "And I wouldn't be surprised to hear that she's ignoring me."

Nebula exchanges a look with her sister before sitting down on Mantis' bed, who is hugging her knees and looking at you.

"Honestly, I just want to finish this year without any more problems." You confess as you take off your jacket. And there is a moment of silence before you swallow dryly. "I also wanted to apologize to you guys."

Gamora frowns slightly, but says nothing. You take a deep breath.

"I know I was under the influence of an evil book, but that was still no excuse for treating you guys like that." You begin. "Tony told me about how things are in the wizarding world. Everyone is going through something, and it was selfish of me to think that only my problems matter. I'm sorry."

"Really, Y/N, it's okay." Nebula says, surprising you a bit. "We were all stressed, and well, I think an evil book is a pretty fair excuse." She jokes, making you smile. "Maybe things will get a little better now that Strange is the director."

"Oh, that's right" You comment just then remembering the things Tony updated you on while you were at St.Mungus. Like Kaecillius' resignation, and the position being passed on to Professor Stephen. "But honestly, I won't be at peace until I hear from Wanda."

"The trial isn't until Friday. And the way things are going, we won't get any news until it's over." Gamora warned as she sat down on the bed next to you. "I think the Maximoffs are probably too busy to write."

"What do you think will happen to Wanda?" You ask as you tug at the loose strands of the comforter. Mantis sighs lightly.

"I don't have a good feeling about things, Y/N." She confesses and you frown in concern. "And the stars never lie."

"Thank you, Mantis." You mock softly, and Gamora runs her hands through her hair.

"Let's not be pessimistic, okay?" she says. "Maybe the predictions are about, I don't know, the school finals? It doesn't mean something bad is really going to happen."

You grumble unhappily, grabbing a pillow and sinking your face into it. Gamora strokes your back.

"I'm sure things will work out, Y/N." She says. "Wanda will write as soon as she can."

"Do you guys think Kaecilius will be sent to Azkaban?" Nebula asks next, making you raise your head curiously.

"I wouldn't be so sure." You grumble. "I was actually surprised that he was put on trial at all."

"Well, with the whole mess that happened, it was bound to happen." Gamora said. "More than half the school became aware that he used the cruciatus curse on you, and then the daily prophet. And I didn't even know they were in the castle."

"It was because of Wanda really, wasn't it?" Mantis added. "Kaecillius caused his own ruin. He called the journalists to show what he called progress and decided to torture a student while they were in the castle. Then Wanda destroyed the entire floor and the next morning his arrest was all over the pages."

"I'm just really outraged to know that if no one had seen it, he would probably still be at Hogwarts." Gamora says angrily, and you sigh, agreeing as well as the others.

"Well, you must be hungry, shall we go to the great hall? It's almost dinner time." Gamora comments next, pulling you by the hand. You grumble softly, but agree, and soon you are leaving the communal hall to join the rest of the students.

//-//-//-//-//

You are tapping your fingers gently against the desk as you wait for the History of Magic class to begin.

It is Friday, finally.

You have barely slept because of anxiety about news of Wanda's trial.

Things at Hogwarts have changed a lot this week, all because of Strange's administration.

He restored the old classes, banned the teaching of dark magic, the scandal at the Daily Prophet being enough of an argument that the Minister of Magic no longer had a defense over this kind of teaching at Hogwarts. The restricted session of the library was also put back, and the seventh floor was off-limits because of the destruction Wanda caused, and you unfortunately lost access to the Requirement room.

Mantis was writing what looked like a lunar calendar for the divination class while Professor Okoye didn't arrive, and you started whistling distractedly.

And then Thor Odinson was poking you in the back to get your attention, and you turned around in your chair.

"Hi, Stark, what's up?"

"Fine." You grumbled suspiciously. "Can I help you with something?"

Thor looked almost unsure. "I was just wondering if you know of anything going on with Loki."

You frowned. "Excuse me?"

"I mean if you know if he's sick or something." He explains. "We had a fight, and well, he's not talking to me. And I've noticed that you guys have been kind of close lately, and I was curious if you knew anything and..."

"No, Thor, I'm sorry." You interrupt with a sigh. "Maybe you should ask him that."

Thor assumes a sad expression. "I would, but he's ignoring me. I think it might be about our mother."

You make a confused expression, and Thor looks surprised.

"Our mother, she...died earlier this year, Y/N." Thor counters, and you widen your eyes. "Our family is a name of reference against Mephisto. With the war, the walkers came to our home. She was there while we were here, and Dad was at the ministry."

"I'm so sorry, Thor." You whisper to him, still shocked by the information. He shrugged.

"I thought Loki told you."

"We don't talk about things like that, I guess." You say. "Sorry, I wish I knew how to help you."

"No, it's okay." Thor says with a sad smile. "You being his friend this year is more than enough. I don't like seeing him all alone out here."

You nod lightly, settling into your chair as you notice the teacher entering the room.

Mantis exchanges a look of understanding with you, having overheard the conversation even if accidentally, but she says nothing, and soon you are hearing about the witch hunt in the United States, and you try to focus on that rather than curiosity about how Wanda's trial is going or Loki's current emotional state.

//-//-/-//-//-//

As soon as lunchtime begins, you join the Slytherin table, where some of the students have placed a radio on the table, equally with other students from the other houses, to listen to the trial.

You are not surprised that a student's trial is such an interesting topic for everyone, but after the school started talking about Wanda being a scarlet witch, and the theories circulating around the halls, it was to be expected.

So you sit back while biting your fingertips and listening.

"And now directly from the Ministry of Magic, the trial of seventeen-year-old witch Wanda Maximoff, daughter of legendary witch Erik L-"

Your attention is slightly diverted from the narrative when loud laughter catches your ears.

They are Gryffindor and Slytherin students, exchanging coins. You don't need to hear the conversation to know they are gambling about the trial, the mean laughter and glances in the direction of you and your sisters are enough.

And as if she could feel your growing fury, Gamora touches your shoulder gently.

"Just ignore them, Y/N." She urges and you clench your jaw. " Everything is going to be okay with Wanda."

"I hope you're right, Gamora." You grumble, turning your attention back to the radio.

The narration of the newspaper is generic, and you discover that the audience has been closed off to the reporters.

You take a deep breath, concentrating.

No strange feeling, so Wanda is safe.

You wonder if Erik and Pietro are by her side during the whole thing.

It is only at the end of lunchtime that you have the result.

"It's amazing how things unfold in the ministry this afternoon." Counted the reporter with almost excitement. "After a unanimous vote, the witch Wanda Maximoff was found guilty of endangering her fellow students by not registering as a scarlet witch to the ministry of magic, after it was proven that her father, the sorcerer Erik Lehnsherr knew of her condition, as well as the affiliation with the criminal, Agatha Harkness was also mentioned. The ministry finally decided on Wanda Maximoff's expulsion from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding"

You felt your stomach plummet.

And everything became a little muffled around you, a soft whistle in your ear. You think Gamora and Nebula were calling for you, but you were getting up, feeling the room getting too small.

Stumbling out, you loosened the knot of your tie, finally stopping in the courtyard as you leaned your body against a pillar.

Wanda had been expelled from Hogwarts, publicly exposed as a Scarlet Witch, and tried as a criminal. You wondered if they would break her wand. Banned wizards led horrible lives.

Your sisters and friends caught up with you quickly, and you let them hug you.

In a few minutes Director Strange is catching up with you as well, and you release Gamora's grip to talk to him.

"Professor, I need to..."

"You cannot leave Hogwarts, Miss Stark." He interrupts with a wave of his hands and you frown in confusion, ready to protest but he is already speaking. "Tony sent a patronus as soon as the results came out, he already figured you'd want to see Miss Maximoff. The ministry is a mess, and Wanda will be staying with her father there for the minister's final decisions. You should stay here, where you are safe."

"That's not fair!" You squawk angrily. "Wanda needs me, I must-"

"She needs you to be safe." He interrupts again seriously, and then lowers his tone slightly as he notices the curious looks of the surrounding students. "Be rational, Miss Stark. Now that the Wizarding community knows the nature of Wanda's powers, how long before Mephisto has enough information and discovers your identity as protector."

You swallow dryly, clenching your fists begrudgingly. Stephen is right. You look away, and he sighs, placing his hand on your shoulder.

"Wanda will be fine, even without her NEWTS, she is an extraordinary witch." He says. "And the year is coming to an end, soon you will be able to see her again."

"She needs me now." You grumble annoyed, turning away from the professor's touch. He looks at you for a moment and then clears his throat.

"I'll see what I can do, Miss Stark." He says."In the meantime, focus on your studies, and be careful."

You frown at Stephen's words, but he is already turning and leaving before you can ask.

As you turn to your friends, Gamora has a worried look on her face.

"Are you okay?" She asks, and you sigh, agreeing to hug her again as you mumble no.

"I can feel how upset she is, Gamora." You grumble against your sister's shirt, wishing you could hug Wanda now. Gamora squeezes you against her arms, and you thank her for her intention even if it isn't enough.

The next few days are like a blur for you.

Many letters arrive, as do many editions of the Daily Prophet.

When the picture of the day Wanda's wand was broken comes out on the front page and you see her tired face, you have to run out of the common room to keep from crying in front of your colleagues.

Everyone writes to you, even Carol, everyone but the Maximoffs.

It is frustrating, and honestly, it breaks your heart in many ways.

The news of a Scarlet Witch after a century is almost as bombastic as Mephisto's return, and you're not surprised that many of your colleagues would start to comment on the possibility of Wanda working with him or against him.

It's overwhelming how everyone talks about her, but all you can feel is how much you miss her around the castle, around you.

You couldn't even remember that your magic is stable, and with everything that has happened, you haven't had time to figure out how to fix things.

Stephen tried to help, but he didn't know what was going on. At least the theoretical part of magic you were able to master, and you hoped to get at least an acceptable score in some subjects.

Only almost a week and a half after the trial, Professor Strange interrupts the potions class to talk to you.

Ignoring the curious stares and whispers of your classmates, you ask Professor Munroe to excuse you, and leave the room.

"What is wrong, professor?" You ask curiously as you close the door, watching Stephen with his hands in his pockets.The dungeons feel emptier without the ministry aurors around the castle.

"Saturday, in the Astronomy tower, nine-thirteen at night." He says as he hands you a small gold key, causing you to frown in confusion. "You will have exactly one hour, Miss Stark. Not a second more."

You stare at the object in your hand, and understand. A portal key. To Wanda.

"Thank you, Professor." You say, and Stephen nods before leaving.

You turn back to potions, the object in your pocket. You could barely contain your anxiety.

//-//-//-//-//-//-//

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