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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 5 months

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The Avengers learn a secret Penny Parker had hoped to take to her grave.

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“How was school?” Tony asked with what Penny might call a casual tone — if she didn’t know better.

“Fine. Nothing new to report on.” She shrugged to emphasize the absolute boringness of her day before sinking into the couch so that her body was obscured by Clint’s.

Tony crossed his left leg over his right and leaned forward. “No?” He asked, dangerously casual.

Penny winced at the forced casualness of his tone. She had a feeling Tony already knew that she was lying — though she had no idea how.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 9 months

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Honestly, though, JK Rowling told us what type of person she was from the very beginning by the way she treats Hufflepuffs. They’re background characters — never taken particularly seriously. They’re martyrs or unimportant. The main characters and the villains alike have no respect for them.

JK Rowling took the characters who value things like kindness, honesty, and loyalty, and she made them a joke. They’ll never measure up against the brave or clever or cunning. She created a culture where being kind or loyal, makes you a leftover.

She told us what her values were from the very beginning.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 9 months

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Penny knows her face looks bad. Normally, she’d throw on some concealer and pull up her hood, but the bottle she keeps in her school bag is fresh out.

(The amount of concealer she goes through might be worrying. Hell, her talent for covering bruises might be worrying.)

Of course, it was the day that she runs out of concealer that she ran into Steve. And by that, she means that she quite literally ran into Steve.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 10 months

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Slytherin Harry Drabble

In some universes, Harry’s upbringing turns him bold and brave and self-sacrificing. In some universes, the Dursley’s deliver a martyr straight to kings Cross.

But not in this one.

Harry is a scrappy little thing. With big green eyes that are too hollow to ever be mistaken for his mothers. He is not so much bold as desperate.

And it’s the desperate ones you have to look out for.

They say Slytherin is cunning and ambition, but it is also resourcefulness and determination. And Harry is determined to survive — determined to use every resource available to do it.

He’s eleven years old, and he already knows how to be so quiet that he ceases to exist. He knows how to sneak and slither — how to fit into spaces he has no business fitting into. He knows just how to wrap adults around his fingers — how to twist lies into truths.

(He speaks the language of snakes long before that day at the zoo.)

Slytherin is the house of the desperate and the ruthless and the resilient. It is the children who have learned to roll with each bolder that knocks them down — to absorb the shock of the fall.

Harry is nothing if not a Slytherin.

He wears the green of his mothers eyes like a second skin. (It feels like coming home.)

The Slytherins don’t know what to do with them. But Harry is used to this — used to living in space that he’s too large for. He is Slytherin. He will stretch and crack and carve open space for himself.

Harry finds friends in every house. None of them quite fit either. Not the Ravenclaw, Hermione, who uses books to fuel and fill her ambition. Not the Hufflepuff, Ron, who is so brutally honest that it masks his kindness. Not the Gryffindor, Neville, who cowers in fear during potions class and shrinks in on himself at the howlers his grandmother sends.

They’re a broken odd bunch. Pieces that don’t quite fit anywhere. Harry knows what that’s like — knows how it looks. He sniffs out the strange and sad and lonely.

His friend aren’t what anyone expected of the boy who lived, but then, neither is he.

When they find the giant dog guarding the trap door, Harry agrees with Hermione: they have no business near that slobbering monster. Ron, only eleven and not nearly so sensible as Hermione or survivalist as Harry, sticks by their decisions, and if he has opinions that contradict them, he doesn’t voice them.

At the quidditch game, Hermione still lights Snapes robes on fire. Ron still follows her — ever loyal and ever practical. Afterwards, when Harry is safe and glowing with the glory of his victory he elbows Hermione and smiles cheekily. He says, “That was a brilliantly Slytherin move ‘Mione.” And she she knows that it’s a compliment.

They don’t know a thing about it when the man with Voldemorts face in the back of his head finds his way into the dungeon. They don’t hear him swear as he tries to figure out how to get the stone out of the mirror. They don’t hear him leave as swiftly as he came.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 1 year

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Penny never saw Skip Wescott after the summer she turned ten. She left him behind — closed the door on that particular monster.

Spider girl met him six years later.

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“Tony once said that you’d kill for me.”

Natasha gave her a look she couldn’t quite interpret. Then she shrugged. “I’ve killed for far worse reasons.”

Penny thought about death — how it lingered on your body like sex. And she knew that if Skip were to die, she wouldn’t be the only one carrying his death.

She thought about guilt. Thought about those other girls hearing he was dead. Their shoulders would slump in relief, and then their shoulders would curl forward with the guilt of it.

She thought about her own shoulders at that age — how they had shrunk in on themselves.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 1 year

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weeb is not an acceptable word on Words With Friends and I find that offensive.

#weeb culture #weeb #crack #shit post #words with friends #it’s my love language #unless I’m losing #and then I hate you

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 1 year

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Okay, so I love a good Harry/Hermione/Ron poly Fic — mostly because of the feels. But imagine, after the war, everyone speculates about Harry’s love life. The trio eventually decides to ignore the questions about their love-life. The people who matter already know.

Despite the radio silence, the wizarding world continues to speculate. The most obnoxious opinions are written by Rita Skeeter. Hermione offers to remind (blackmail) Skeeter about their knowledge of her animagus status, but Harry tells her to let it be.

It becomes a hobby for them — keeping up with each other’s so-called love life’s. Harry laughs so hard that he chokes on his cereal when an article about Ron and Neville’s love affair is released. Ron is less amused, but when he sees Harry’s smile for the first time in months, he shrugs it off. The pictures of fourteen year old Harry and Hermione recirculate. Rumors about Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter fly.

Taking Harry’s cue, everyone thinks it’s hilarious. It becomes a bit of a family game. Fred places a candid photo of Harry laughing on the desk that sits behind the counter at Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes. Fleur embraces him a little too warmly in the lobby of Gringotts.

(Harry is offended by the slurs they use to describe Fleur after that incident, but Fleur simply smiles, and says that people have called her name her whole life. “Veela have thick skin,” she winks at him.)

Three Christmas’s after the war, Ginny Weasley releases an article titled, “Bi-Wizard Champion” which speculates that Harry was involved with (or at the very least, crushing on) all three of his competitors the year of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. Ginny gives him an advanced copy for Christmas.

Harry guffaws before planting a kiss on Ginny Weasley’s cheek. Unfortunately, a picture of the event appears in the Daily Prophet the next day.

Ginny is annoyed until she see’s the way Harry’s eyes light up at the wizarding world’s confusion, and when reporters ask her about it, she tells them that any hypothetical relationship she might have doesn’t affect the theory’s presented in her article. The public goes wild.

Next Christmas, she makes an appearance in Diagon Alley with a sapphire ring on her left hand, and when she sees Harry, he gives her a hug.

The Christmas after that Neville prances into the ministry of magic with a wedding band. A month later, he announces his engagement to Hannah Abbot, but during that month, Skeeter runs article after article about The Boy’s Who Lived engagement.

By the time photo of Ron with his arms around Hermione’s waist and his lips on Harry begins to circulate, no one has the inclination to know or care who Harry Potter is dating.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 1 year

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Her favorite sweater – the purple one with the silver stars – was tossed on the floor like it was nothing. That is how she felt then. Like a discarded item of clothing.

The police took her sweater, and she was fine with that.

Penny didn’t like purple anymore. She didn’t like her bedroom anymore either. It wasn’t hers anymore. Nothing was hers anymore – not her room or her body or her favorite color.

Penny Parker’s favorite color used to be purple. But the Avengers don’t know that. Just like they don’t know about Skip.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 1 year

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It feels like coming back from the dead. It feels like Emily Prentiss doesn’t exist anymore than Lauren does.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 1 year

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The year your turn eleven, everything goes to shit.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 2 years

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Okay, I hate JK Rowling, but can we take a moment to appreciate that she made a creature that represented depression and said “chocolate will fix it”. Like, the energy of that is immaculate.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 2 years

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“I’m so glad you’re letting your hair grow out Katie-Cat. You know I love your long hair.”

Spencer does know. He remembers how she had cried when he had hacked off his long curls. He had been fourteen, and he felt guilty about it, but not enough to regret it.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 2 years

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She’s never told them that, once, she had a brother who she adored more than anyone or anything. She’s never even told them that she had a brother.

Penny doesn’t know how to bring him up.

Losing him had torn her world in two.

Penny knew the grief had changed her. It’s what grief did - it changed you.

She was different after the accident - the first one - the plane crash.

She was different after Ben died in her arms.

She was different after Mays accident.

Well, it wasn’t an really an accident, but that’s what people call it, even if there’s nothing accidental about smoking a joint and pouring back a bottle of liquor before getting into your truck.

Grief changed Penny. It’s what grief does.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 2 years

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Penny stumbles into the compound with bags under her eyes and tries to make herself look cheerful. She is so fucking tired.

“Damn kid. What happened to you?” Sam questions playfully.

Penny puts a wide grin on her face. It’s big and cheerful and even reaches her eyes, because that’s a skill she had perfected a long time ago. It’s the smile she uses on concerned teachers and social workers alike.

It’s a smile that proves just how fine she is.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 2 years

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Mrs. Harrison watches the Potter boy as he grows up. He’s a strange little creature. He is not a particularly cute child or toddler with his strange squinty expressions and messy hair, but he is uncommonly gentle. He’s a good boy – a kind boy. Over the years, despite the rumors, he’s never been anything but sweet to her.

It's hard not to be a little fond of him.

The Dursleys are not fond of their nephew. They make this apparent in his hand-me-down clothes and hunched shoulders. Petunia seems unable to say a single kind word about the boy, but then, Mrs. Harrison thinks, Petunia seems unable to say a single kind word to anyone.

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 2 years

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It starts with training. Natasha and Steve pull her over to the indoor range and disassemble a pistol on a nearby table.

Penny glares at the weapon like it has teeth.

She hasn’t picked up a gun in years.

Not since that night. The convenience store. The robber. The gun. The blood - so much blood.

That’s what she remembers most: Bens blood pouring onto the asphalt and seeping through his shirt. By the end of the night she was covered in the stuff.

There had been so much blood.

“I don’t need to learn how to shoot a gun.” She spits at them, though she isn’t quite sure why she was angry. Then again, she knows exactly why she is angry.

“Look, I know you have your whole capture-not-kill policy, but if you’re in a life or death scenario and you happen across a gun, you need to know how to use it.” Steve says in his “Captain America” voice.

The righteous look on his face (like he knows a single fucking thing about her) is enough to piss her off.

She lets the anger carry her through the familiar motions as she shoves him aside and snatches the gun from his hands.

Her brain goes on autopilot as she assembles it with practiced hands. She knows what she’s doing, and she wants them to know it too.

The feeling of the cool metal in her hand makes her blood run icy. A lifetime ago, she had loved going to the range with her Uncle Ben, and she could feel his large hands guiding hers.

(But he isn’t here, and that’s what it all comes down to. He isn’t here.)

She clicks the safety off, and with practiced ease, unloads the clip into the human silhouette.

She’s a little rusty, but it’s still excellent shooting. (She’s a good shot. She always has been)

Penny neglected earmuffs, and she knows she’ll have a killer headache because of it. But in the moment, she only cares about proving that she didn’t need a lesson in shooting a gun (not when she’d had so many).

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breakfast-with-a-side-of-angst · 2 years

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It’s a Thursday when she finds Steve Rogers standing on the edge of a bridge.

“I’ve been on this bridge before.”

And the way she says it, Steve Rogers knows that she hadn’t been here for the view.

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