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“(Y/N)!” You winched slightly at the sound of Barry’s boisterous voice as he zoomed over to you, slinging an arm around your shoulders in his usual friendly way. “Vic and I have a plan to help you and Arthur out.” You raised a brow at him, silently asking him what the hell he was talking about while displaying your disbelief.

“Uh huh. Does this plan of yours involve dolphins, by any chance?” Barry stayed silent for a moment, clearly attempting to come up with something that didn’t involve dolphins, and you laughed, shaking your head. “It’s nice of the two of you, but there’s really nothing to help out with. Now, if you excuse me, Diana promised to show me some of her Amazon tricks.” You went to leave, but in the blink of an eye, Barry had his arms around you in a hug. “Uh...Barry?”

“In case you don’t make it back alive! She’ll be careful, but this is Diana we’re talking about.” You rolled your eyes at him, reciprocating his hug before letting go and heading to the training gym. Unbeknownst to you, Arthur wasn’t too far away, silently fuming from the side...

A few hours later, after Diana had thoroughly wore you out, you were in the kitchen searching for something to eat. Who knew sword-fighting could wear someone out that much? Well, you did, but you were careless when it came to eating properly before and after training.

“Looking good, (Y/N). Training go well with Diana?” Victor said as he waltzed into the kitchen. You vaguely wondered how he could move so effortlessly with all that metal, but you supposed it was due to the Mother Box and some other alien tech you would never understand.

“She knows how to work a person, but yes. Almost managed to beat her but I think she just let me think I was gonna win. For such a nice person, she sure it mean at times.” Victor chuckled, glancing around the corner before returning his attention to you. You were struggling to grab the box of cereal that somehow ended up on the very top shelf.

“I’m gonna kill Bruce! He knows I eat this, too, and yet he continues to put it where I can’t reach it! I should just start buying my own stash,” you grumbled, about to climb onto the counter to reach the impossibly high shelf when a metal arm reached out from behind you and grabbed the box for you. You looked over your shoulder to see Victor there, smiling down at you and holding the box out to you. “Uh...thanks, Vic. Not creepy at all...” 

“Anytime, (Y/N),” he said smoothly and you were about to question what had gotten into him and Barry when Arthur suddenly appeared out of nowhere and marched straight up to you, about dragging you away from Victor.

“Hey, Arthur, what - mmph!” You about dropped the box of cereal when Arthur spun you around and placed his lips firmly on yours, cradling your head in his hands. Your eyes fluttered shut and you wrapped your arms around him, running your free hand through his hair. Damn, this is even better than you imagined.

“Barry! He did it! The plan worked!” Victor shouted suddenly, and you heard a flash go off but you could care less as he ran off to go show Barry, because it was about damn time.

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“Are you two serious right now?” you asked, eyebrow raised as you glanced at the two badges. “Look, I know those are fake badges - my dad’s an FBI agent - and I’m not answering any questions you two have so if you excuse me...” You attempted to high-tail it out of there, but the taller of the two called out to you.

“Look, we’re just concerned for the town, all right? We’ve heard some strange rumors and we just want to make sure the town’s safe,” he explained, and you snickered, shaking your head.

“It’s already protected. I’ve gotta get going before my brother starts to worry, and trust me, you don’t want to see him when he’s angry.” The shorter raised a brow at you, and you sighed, knowing you’d be late to the pack meeting. “Fine, what do you want to know?”

“We’ve heard there’s a pack of wolves around here, and we’d just like to see if we could take care of them for the town.” You narrowed your eyes at the pair, crossing your arms as you got defensive. This didn’t go unnoticed by them.

“The wolves only protect those who threaten the town, and those they care about. They’re no threat to anyone unless you want to be a threat.” You and the shorter one had a stare-down for a moment before you sighed, shaking your head. “You wanna see for yourselves? I’ll take you to them. But no weapons. You’ll see they’re not like the wolves you probably deal with.” Before the shorter one could protest, the taller of the two agreed with a smile.

“That’d be perfect. No weapons and we’ll go with you to them. I’m Sam, by the way, and this is Dean. We’re the Winchesters.” Sam held his hand out to you, and you hesitantly accepted it.

“I’ve come across the name a few times. God, Scott’s gonna kill me. Bringing in Hunters to a meeting. Just...when we get there, you two stay back while I do the talking, got it? Then you can see how we do things around here.” 

“You one of them?” Dean asked, and you shook your head.

“No, I’m just the sister of one. Come on, I’ll explain more on the way. After I make sure you leave all of your weapons.”

The pair nodded, and you followed them to their car to make sure they’d leave all of their weapons. But you weren’t much too concerned about that, because you were going over the different scenarios in your head about how Scott would react.

Shit, he’s gonna kill you.

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“It’s, ah...good to see you again, Brett,” you said quietly, wishing your blood would stop rushing to your cheeks. Before Brett could say anything, Scott was suddenly instantly by your side, arms crossed and giving you a glare.

“Again?” he asked, jaw set as he looked at you. 

“Yes, again. When mom sent me away for the summer, I’m sure she didn’t expect Brett and his sister to be there, but they were. I also know it was you that didn’t want me in Beacon Hills for the summer, so it’s kind of your fault at this point.” You looked back towards Brett and all rational thought seemed to leave your mind. Why did you lash out at your brother again? Also, what happened to a summer fling? Why the hell did you have to feel something for Brett?

“(Y/N),” Scott growled, eyes flashing red for a moment and you raised a brow.

“That doesn’t really work on me. I know it works on him but not me. Look, we can talk about this later, when there aren’t so many people around and you’re free to go all wolf and everything,” you said, quietly, as you noticed a few of the other players were starting to glance in your direction. Scott sighed, shaking his head.

“Fine, fine. Go ahead. But we will be talking about this later.” Scott sent you a look before he headed off towards Stiles, who pretended not to have been watching the entire exchange. You rolled your eyes, slumping your shoulders before turning back to Brett, who looked a little more than amused at the situation. 

“I’d apologize on behalf of him but you already know how he is...” you trailed off, and Brett chuckled, nodding.

“Honestly, I’d be the same if it were my sister. Listen, I’ve gotta go but we should go out some time, catch up. I’ll call you.” He sent you a dazzling smile before heading in the direction of his team. You couldn’t help the grin that appeared on your face, and you wound up heading towards Lydia in a dreamy state.

“Scott’s gonna kill you - I think Liam might help him, too,” Lydia said, giving you a knowing look.

“Honestly, I don’t give a damn.”

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You had grown up practically idolizing Arthur - not because he was the talk of Atlantis, but because you were one of the few that got to know of his existence and had met him several times over the years. Idolizing may be too strong of a word, especially since you knew Arthur personally, but maybe that was just your way of attempting to mask your massively huge crush on the future King of Atlantis.

“I’m not blind, you know,” your father, Vulko, told you one day, and you about jumped out of your armor.

“What? What are you even talking about?” you asked, quickly righting yourself to keep up appearances. Your father gave you private training, but you were also required to attend formal training with the rest of the guard.

“I believe you know who I’m talking about, (Y/N). You aren’t as subtle as you think you are.” You pursed your lips, heat flooding your cheeks when you realized what your father was referring to. 

“Wait,” you said, eyes slightly wide, “am I really that obvious? Shit.” One of the guards shot the two of you a look and you sent him a soft smile before looking back to your father, who was busy chuckling at your flustered face. 

“He doesn’t seem to notice, if it’s any consolation. I suppose that’s how it goes these days - you don’t notice him, either.” You stopped for a moment, completing forgetting that you were supposed to be paying attention to the demonstration. 

“What?” you hissed at Vulko, grasping his arm as you felt your heart practically beating out of your chest. “You have to tell me more!” He just shook his head before motioning to the floor.

“Maybe later. I believe it’s your turn.” Your face lost some of its color and you sent a sharp glare to your father before quickly asking, timidly, if they could show you the move once more. You really hated your dad sometimes.

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Loki rolled his eyes, scowling. “This is none of my concern. Now, if you excuse me -,”

“Brother, stop acting like you don’t care and listen to what the Captain has to say,” Thor interrupted, glaring towards Loki, who only glared at him in return.

“I could come back at a better time...?” Steve trailed off, glancing between the two brothers. Thor furiously shook his head, motioning for Steve to stay.

“No, no! Please, speak! You said this is about (Y/N), correct? Then by all means, continue.” Steve wasn’t too sure if he wanted to continue this conversation. Steve had no problem with asking Thor, but Loki? Loki was a whole other story, and despite his outer reactions, he cared deeply for (Y/N), and Steve knew he was beyond curious about what this was all about.

Steve took in a breath before starting. “I’d like your permission to marry (Y/N).” Moments of tense silence passed between them before Thor’s face broke out into a grin and he slung an arm around Steve’s shoulders, bringing the man to him in a tight hug.

“Of course you have our permission! Right, Loki?” Thor sent Loki a look that could only mean that Loki had no choice but to agree with Thor. Loki crossed his arms, staring Steve down for a moment before sighing.

“Fine, whatever. But if you do anything to hurt her...I have my ways.” Steve nodded, a smile breaking out onto his face as relief flooded him. He had permission to marry you.

Now just to ask you.

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You had always been a bit different from your siblings at camp. Most were brutish, strong, easy to anger - but you? You had a more calmer take on life, and it’s what made you different from them. You were more like your mother in many ways, and only really carried over some of your father’s looks and lust for war.

At first, you didn’t want anyone to know that you were a witch. It was your little secret to keep. At Camp, everyone knew everyone, and secrets were hard to keep, but you managed to keep it for as long as you could, until one of your sisters found you practicing your magic and called you out on it.

It wasn’t derogatory or mean in any way - she was simply curious. You welcomed the change of pace from the usual brashness your siblings harnessed, and it was then you decided you didn’t want to keep it a secret anymore. It was something you could share with them, especially for those who stayed at the Camp year-round. 

“We’ve got our own monsters to deal with, but there’s a whole other world out there filled with the supernatural. There are a lot of other witches like me out there. I also don’t go to a normal public or private school - I go to a school specifically for witches. It’s not as fun as it sounds.” 

But it was fun for them, and a lot of your siblings had problems outside of the Camp, so it was nice to provide them with another escape.

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Being a Winchester was hard enough, but being a Winchester and dating a werewolf? Yeah, things were more than complicated at times.

“I’ll call you when I get back. I will also let you know if anything goes wrong and that everything is fine because I know you’ll worry,” you told your boyfriend, Liam, as you glanced over towards your brothers. Dean was glaring daggers at Liam, arms crossed and clearly annoyed with the situation.

“You promise? Because the last time you went on a hunt with them you came back with a broken arm.” You gave him a look.

“That wasn’t even because of that demon! Someone knocked me over with their damn bike - totally not related to the supernatural,” you defended and Liam laughed, shrugging.

“Fine, fine. Just stay safe, call me when you can, and keep trying to convince Dean that I’m not the bad guy here.” You placed a quick kiss to his cheek, fast enough that Dean couldn’t interfere, and gave Liam a bright smile.

“I promise, Liam. Also, I will be at that game tomorrow in spirit - so win for me, okay?” You gave his hands a last squeeze before heading over to your brothers and the Impala. Dean continued to glare at Liam, even as the three of you got into the car.

“He’s not a bad guy, Dean. Plus, he can protect (Y/N) when we’re not around. You’re good on your own, (Y/N), but I know from experience it’s not too bad to have the supernatural on your side,” Sam chimed in, and you threw your hands up.

“Yes! Dean, why can’t you be like Sammy here? Ooh, I know! You can come to one of his games! You’d get to meet everyone else and I think you’d really get along with Scott.”

“We’re not talking about this right now. We’ve got ghosts to go deal with, and maybe after we deal with them, I’ll...consider it.” Dean glanced at you through the rear-view mirror, and couldn’t help but relax a bit when he saw your smile. 

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“I didn’t know that Cato had a sister,” Katniss said quietly, clearly unsure of what to do about the situation. Peeta had gone off to speak with someone else at this party, and by consequence, alone with you, Cato’s younger sister.

“Not many do, but I don’t mind.” You were smiling at her, and Katniss would’ve been disgusted and offended if it hadn’t been for your sincerity. She essentially killed your brother, so she was thoroughly confused.

“Look, I know thing’s are hard - I couldn’t even begin to imagine what you’ve been through - but I wanted to at least clear one thing from your mind. My family and I don’t hate you, and we don’t blame you for his death. It’s how the Hunger Games work, but everything that’s happened, President Snow and the Capital are to blame for his death and so many others. Just know that when the time comes, my family and many others here in District 2, are at your disposal, Katniss Everdeen.”

With that, you nodded towards her and then headed back to your family, leaving Katniss slightly stunned but feeling like a weight had been lifted off her. Not much weight, but enough for her to at least try to smile tonight.