In physical appearance, Evangeline Calloway was very like her mother, with dark hair and deep, dark brown eyes. But her personality was every bit her father, Lawrence Calloway’s determination and strength coursed through Evie’s veins and was present in every decision that she made.
————————————————————————————— AU: Avengers High School Warnings: None Notes: High School Days Masterlist.Hey guys here’s the first official part to my High School AU. Here we learn a little bit about the Reader and Bucky’s past… Enjoy! —————————————————————————————
Bucky was not a particularly stupid child,
at least he didn’t think so, yet all of his teachers seemed to have labeled him
as such due to his inability to focus on what was going on around him. Though
he supposed that did tend to happen when you hadn’t eaten a solid meal in three
months. Everything started going wrong for Bucky after his father was
pronounced killed in action whilst serving in the US army, the two weren’t
particularly close, with Bucky’s mother pretty much raising him up until that
point, but his death still took a toll upon both mother and son. Things weren’t
made easier by the sudden arrival of his younger sister Rebecca. Though the
breaking point for the family, was his mother’s downfall into addiction, unable
to hold a steady job they fell into huge amounts of debt and ultimately lost
the family home, ending up in some crummy little apartment that was barely big
enough for one. All this didn’t really add up to star student, with Bucky
barely having enough energy to drag himself out of bed in the morning, let
alone concentrate in class. But one-day things began to change.
Bucky dragged himself to school, with only
his tattered hoody to keep him warm and his old backpack slung over his
shoulder. It was the first day back after the summer break, meaning there was a
bunch of new little kids running around confused and excited. As Bucky slunk
through the corridors trying to keep himself to himself he felt a pair of eyes
on him. Turning his head slightly he noticed a small girl he’d never seen
before, with her eyes trained intently on him, a small frown evident on her
face. Darting away quickly Bucky immersed himself back into the crowd, hoping
no one else had spared him a second glance. But the face of the girl stuck in
his mind for the rest of the day, why did she seem so concerned for him? She
didn’t even know him…
In the days following. Bucky kept noticing
the small girl watching him, always with the same frown etched onto her
features. Heading to his cubby where everyone usually left their lunch, Bucky
noticed a brown package jammed into the space, one that he definitely had not
put there. Looking around a bit he saw the same girl smiling at him from a
distance. Carefully opening the package, Bucky rifled through the contents.
Inside was a wrapped sandwich, an apple and a chocolate bar. Flickering his
eyes back to where the girl had been stood she was nowhere to be seen. Quickly
inhaling the food he had been given, Bucky felt better than ever.
This carried on for the next couple of
weeks, the girl leaving Bucky a packed lunch and then disappearing before he
could even say thankyou. As Bucky walked home he tried to think why someone
he’d never even met would show him such kindness. His thoughts were suddenly
interrupted by the high-pitched sobs of a girl. Ducking into the alleyway,
where the sound was coming from. Bucky noticed the girl who had been helping
him being picked on by the school bully. “N’aaaww does the wittle baby want her
bow back.” Hodge sneered; waving the ribbon Bucky had seen adorned in the girls
hair many a time. ‘Hey pick on somebody your own size!” Bucky shouted before
pulling Hodge back by his collar and snatching the ribbon from his hand. “Oh
yeah, what are you gonna do ‘bout it?” Hodge cackled, lunging towards Bucky.
Quickly sidestepping the larger boys advances, Bucky stuck his foot out,
causing Hodge to fall face first onto the stone, letting out an ear piercing
wail before running away clutching at his now bleeding nose.
“Are you okay?” Bucky asked turning back to
the small girl and handing her back her bow. “Yes… thankyou.” The girl
stuttered, wiping the tears from her cheeks. “Good.” Bucky nodded, awkwardly
fiddling with the sleeves of his hoodie. “I’m Y/N… by the way.” She smiled up
at Bucky, quickly tying the bow back into her H/C hair. “Bucky.” He smiled
back. ‘I uh… want to say thankyou… for the lunches…” Bucky coughed, looking
down at the ground. “You looked like you needed some help.” Y/N replied,
smiling widely back up at him. “Yeah… Though I uh… feel as if I should repay
you.” Bucky frowned, still not meeting her eye. “How about this, I’ll carry on
bringing you lunches, if you help keep the bullies away.” Y/N smiled, sticking
her hand out. “Promise?” Bucky asked, smirking slightly. “Promise.” Y/N smiled
back as Bucky shook her hand.
“So you ready to go in?” Bucky grinned,
gesturing to the large building in front of you. “As I’ll ever be.” You smiled,
poking Bucky in the side. “Hey, I’ll be there, to keep all the big mean bullies
away.” Bucky grinned, squeezing you slightly. “Promise?” You asked looking up
at his face. “Promise.” He nodded back, grabbing your hand and leading you into
the daunting building.
A/N I’m so happy that you all enjoyed it, I’m so thankful for your support, I’m hoping to start this up again when Shadowhunters starts again which is why this seems unfinished. Again thank you for the support and I really hope that you’ve enjoyed it.
Alec rushed in seeing both You and Lydia on the floor both Magnus and Alec noticed you were bleeding “Where is she bleeding from?” Alec asked looking over you. “The collar had been moved, she bleeding from where wires enter the skin,” Magnus answered. You took a sharp breath in and pushed yourself up onto all four ignoring the protest of Magnus and Alec. “I will heal help Lydia” You managed to say as you swung round to sit leaning on the desk. “You’ve both been like this for a while and you haven’t healed, I’m not sure that your body can,” Magnus said and you rolled your shoulders. “Yeah well then we’re just going to have to bandage it up aren’t we.” You mumbled. “Magnus go get help,” Alec ordered. “God this is what you get for helping people.” You continued to twist your neck in a hope to get the pain to settle. “Who attacked you?” Alec asked. “I don’t know I didn’t see them.” You answered your hand moving up to rest on the back of your neck. “Lydia might have, though. They attacked me first.” “(Y/N)!” Jace called as ran over to kneel next to you. “Why are you bleeding?” he asked. “Whoever attacked me knocked my collar and my body isn’t healing.” You answered. “But no time to worry about that.” You pushed yourself up and Jace shot up with you pushing you to lean against the desk. “Will you sit still!” He ordered. “Nope, we have work to do.” You answered. “No, I have work to do you need to rest,” Jace answered. “Hmm. Nope.” You answered walking passed him and out of the room still twisting and rubbing your neck to try and get the pain to stop. “(Y/N)! Wait can you at least get it bandaged up?” Jace begged and you sighed. “Fine but I’ll heal soon.” You mumbled walking towards the infirmary with Jace behind you.
Once you had been bandaged up you were sat at a table lazy playing with things on the table in front of you, Jace had hoped that keeping you away from the conversation would mean that you were less likely to be a part of the fight. You could hear parts of the conversation like Hodge being the one that had hit you around the back of the head and that Valentine had smuggled something to him in the form of an attack. You watched as Jace walked away and towards the weapons and Clary desperately trying to talk him out of something. All of a sudden it was all too loud and you had to clamp your hands over your ears to drown out some of the noise. “(Y/N)!” You heard a muffled call. “(Y/N)!” the call was louder now and you looked up to see Jace was crouched in front of you. “You okay?” “I’m… Fine” You answered your eye travelling around the room. Jace was too angry to question you further and so he nodded, stood up and kissed your forehead before leaving with Alec. “(Y/N) Raphael said that he wants to see you,” Izzy informed you. “Okay.” You nodded and started towards the doors of the institute again rolling your neck because of the pain.
“For Shadowhunters, you don’t seem to do a lot of Shadowhunting,” Raphael noted as you sat on one of the chairs behind. “There is more to the job than killing demons.” Izzy scoffed. “We need to talk to Camille. We know you have her here. We tracked her to the DuMort.” Clary informed and you rolled your eyes. “Every Time that you talk to a downworlder you have an air about you, it bothers me “ You mumbled. “It’s true, but I’m afraid she’s a bit tied up at the moment. Is there something I can help you with?” Raphael asked. “Just a second,” Simon said grabbing “Look, I know this sounds crazy, but we have to let them talk to Camille. She has a spell book that could wake up Jocelyn Fairchild. Valentine might have the Cup. The entire Downworld’s in danger.” Simon explained. “She’s far too dangerous. Or did you already forget what happened last time you “talked” to her?” Raphael asked. “It’s not like she can kill me again.” Simon shrugged and you rolled your eyes. “She could.” You mumbled. “You said it yourself if Valentine has the Cup, the entire Downworld is at risk. Camille will only make things worse.” Raphael turned to the others “I’ll bring you what’s left of Camille’s things, but speaking to her is out of the question.” “Her things? This isn’t the kind of book she would’ve just left sitting around.” Clary scoffed. “I’m sorry but that’s the best I can do.” Raphael stayed firm on his stance. “We’re supposed to be allies,” Clary argued. “And we are. But Shadowhunters have no business interfering with the Night Children’s affairs. You may look to the Clave for justice, but the vampires look to me. Camille stays where she is.” “You’re making a huge mistake,” Clary smirked. “That attitude is back.” You mumbled twisting your head again you hand on the back of your neck where the blood was starting to come through the bandage. “(Y/N)? Are you okay?” Raphael asked. “Yeah, yeah I’m fine there’s just something that I have to do.” You answered standing up and leaving the Hotel. You had no idea where you were going you just kept walking. You were walking for a long time before you ended up somewhere quiet but it was then that you realised that you had made a mistake. The silence somehow seemed louder than everything else, there was nothing to focus on and so everything was a distraction. “Annoying isn’t it.” You heard someone say. You looked up and glared immediately at the man in front of you. “Your angel blood always suppressed the effects of your downworlder blood, we are superior in every way.” “What do you want?” You asked. “What your father can’t stop by to say hello?” he asked. “Not after years of Radio Silence.” You answered leg bouncing. “Well, you right I want something. I want to explain everything that has happened to you,” he said sitting next to you on the bench that you had managed to find.
Hodge looked between Alec and Jace and then behind them before finally looking back “Where’s (Y/N)?” he asked. Jace glared at him hands balled into fists at his sides. “Why do you care?” Jace asked. “Valentine mentioned her, something about her being part of the plan,” Hodge answered. “She was his creation, he made her, I know you all thought it, she had downworlder blood in her he just woke up the genes but her dad still roams around and he made a deal with Valentine.” “Why should we believe anything you say?” he asked. “You could choose not to but then she could be in danger,” Hodge answered.
You hadn’t been listening to anything that you dad was saying it was easy to concentrate on the noise rather than the words leaving his mouth. You had begun rubbing your neck in hopes to get the pain to go away “Wondering why it hasn’t healed yet?” he asked. You looked over silently wishing that you had stayed at the Hotel. “You genes are fighting each other and although they all have a healing gene it works differently for each downworlder, werewolves have a fast regeneration of cells and vampires are already dead so…” “Don’t act like you know anything other than how to kill vampires, you hate them that’s as far as you connection goes.” You mumbled. “You’re right about that, I was only with your mother to find out what the Wolves were planning, you were a mistake in more ways than one” he informed and you nodded. “Of course I was, that’s why no one would ever tell me about my mum, I wasn’t even born in the institute,” You recalled. “No, and so you can imagine when the time came to get rid of you I took it, it was supposed to happen a lot earlier. Years before it actually did… But you were too close to the Wayland boy and it worried Valentine, he was sure that taking you would have some effects on the boy so we waited, then the fray’s took the spotlight and you pushed into the back that was the perfect time for me to slip in and out with you and so I did.” You dad explained. “You were only gone for a few hours before we were done with you, though Valentine had a warlock put a charm on the place that he was keeping you to make sure that he had the extra time should he need, each hours you were gone for seemed like a year to you and was the reason that you were so angry.” “I figured after realising that the Clary incident couldn’t still only just be started 4 years later, it was clear someone had messed with my mind.” You admitted.
“Well, this is awkward,” Magus muttered having Alec walk in on Camille pull him into a kiss. “Where’s the book?” Alec asked. “It’s complicated,” Magnus answered. “Clearly,” Alec answered. “I have it,” Camille admitted. “And she’s graciously offered it in exchange for her freedom,” Magnus explained. “And her freedom requires a lip-lock?” Izzy asked and Magnus gave her the ‘your not helping’ look. “We don’t negotiate with prisoners.” Alec cut in. “Prisoner? I beg to disagree. You see, I’m your only chance at saving the world. You need me.” Camille smiled. “You certainly have a type, don’t you, Magnus? He’s cute. Too bad it won’t last.” “Say that again you won’t last.” Izzy threatened. “I’d say he’s about 20 years from male pattern baldness.” Camille guessed. “I don’t have time for this. Where’s Clary?” Alec asked, Magnus pointed behind him and Alec pushed passed them to find her. “Alec, did you find Hodge?” Clary asked. “Yeah, but Valentine has the Cup,” Alec admitted. “What? We’re too late.” Clary whispered looking at Simon. “Where’s Jace? Is he okay?” “He went after Valentine by himself. It’s like he’s totally lost it. I tried to stop him, but he wouldn’t listen.” Alec explained. “We need to find Jace. He’s in a dark place. We don’t know what he’s gonna do.” Clary said trying to walk passed Alec. “Luke is out looking for him. Jace wants us to stay on mission. That means we have to find the book.” Alec ordered. “He’s right.” Simon agreed “We have to wake up your mum.” “It’s our only way to stop Valentine,” Clary said looking between the two. “Ready to sign?” Camille asked walking into the room. “Take us to the apartment, give us the book, then you can have your pardon,” Simon answered. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Camille smiled after looking at each of them in turn. “Good.” Simon smiled walking passed her back into the main area of the apartment followed by Alec, Clary and Camille. “Wait where’s (Y/N)?” Alec asked when they were all stood in a group. “She left when we were at the Hotel,” Izzy answered. “She said she had something to do.” “No,” Alec whispered to himself pulling out his phone. “Come on,” he mumbled as he dialled your number. “What’s wrong?” Izzy asked. “Hodge said something about her being in trouble, that Valentine made a deal with her dad and that they had a plan for her,” Alec answered hanging up when you didn’t answer. “Maybe you can ask Luke to keep an eye out for them both?” Clary suggested. “I’ll figure it out come on let’s go,” Alec mumbled pointing to the door.
“Ever wondered what that collar does?” You dad asked. “It’s a control collar.” You answered. “ Wrong.” He smiled. “Actually it suppresses your genes using wolf’s bane and Vervain it knocks the effects of the genes, you see when you were in intense pain after getting that ‘painkillers’ it was just the collar resetting, everything was dialled up to 100 and you body processed that as pain.” Your dad explained. “The painkillers were just top ups for the Vervain and Wolf’s bane in the collar.” “Is this supposed to make me feel better or worse?” You asked. “That’s up to you.” he mumbled. “Well, it’s neither.” You answered. “Now the collar isn’t working properly at all, you get flashes where everything is dialled up and then suddenly it’s all normal again.” You dad guessed. “So?” You asked rubbing your neck. “So it’s not going to get any better but taking the collar off completely would have overloaded you and then we would have lost you completely.” He answered. “So you had Hodge break the collar to slow reintroduce the genes?” You guessed and your father nodded. “you’re a smart girl.” he complimented and in a flashed grabbed the back of the collar pressing a button and yanking it away from your neck, you let out a harsh scream as the wires were pulled out of your neck and spine. There was no one around to hear you screaming though and you fell forward onto the floor, you weren’t able to feel anything not could you move, your heavy breathing was the only thing that filled your ears as you dad dropped the collar to the floor in front of you. “Your body will take anything from a couple of hours to a few weeks to get used to the change meaning that your senses will be crazy for a while” it was sudden but all you could hear what the sound of his blood being pumped around his body and all you could smell was angel blood “Now it’s time to take you back to Valentine.” you didn’t know what you were doing until it was done and you dad was drained of all of his blood.
You weren’t sure how long you were sat there before you got up and started running, like your dad had said you body would take a few hours to settle, so it seemed like everything was screaming at you, you weren’t looking where you were going but you weren’t paying attention “(Y/N)!” You looked around but you couldn’t pin where the voice was coming from. “(Y/N)!” Some touched your shoulder and you flinched back before looking up, you could smell the Angel blood before you even realised that it was Alec. “(Y/N) what happened?” “I killed my dad…” You answered voice was dull as you wiped at your mouth. “He ripped the collar off, he wanted to take me to Valentine-” You stopped twisting your head again “everything is so loud.” “We have to get her off the street,” Magnus ordered as he looked at the fangs and claws, they lead you over to Simon’s van and they took you back the Magnus’ apartment. They lead you inside and sat you down on the sofa. Alec disappeared for a second before he came back with a cloth and began to clean your face as you explained everything that you dad had explained to you. “You have to stay here,” Magnus ordered. “At least until you have this under control.” “I agree.” Alec nodded. “Fine.” You nodded. The rest of the night they all explained what happened before leaving you to rest.
“I feel like I should ask what’s in this,” Alec said, taking another sip of the strangely fruity, clear drink. He glanced back up at the warlock, feeling more unsure than he had only moments before.
Magnus smiled before taking a sip of his own drink. “White rum,” he answered, smirking a bit, before adding, “With a bit of magic to…sweeten things up. I figured you might not like something too strong.”
Alec raised both eyebrows at that. “This isn’t strong?”
That seemed to shock a genuine laugh out of Magnus. “No, not really,” he said. Taking in Alec’s slightly embarrassed expression, though, he quickly added with a charming smile, “Well, to me at least. Though, I’ve had a few hundred years to build up a tolerance.”
Magnus internally winced, quickly taking a gulp of his own drink before he could further stick his foot in his mouth. Great, he thought. Remind him of your huge age difference and imply you’re an alcoholic.That’s certainly going to put him at ease…
Hey, everybody! I got some awesome news. We have a new crew member today, Clary. So I thought it would be fun if we all went around and said our name and a little something about ourselves. I'll start. My name is Jace, and I like to party. All right, Hodge, you're up.
Uh, hi. Uh, my name is Hodge, and uh... I like to party.
Uh, no, Hodge. I just said that I party, so maybe you could do something different from me.
My name is Hodge, and I... am the leader.
You know what? Let's move on. Izzy, you're up.
Uh, hello! I'm Isabelle, and I like to party.
Yeah, uh, Isabelle, what did I just say to Hodge?
I like to party. I'm Jace.
No! You're Alec!
Right, Alec. I party.
No, no, you don't. Okay, nobody parties but me.
Yes, and we party.
Yeah, just Jace...
No! I'm the only one who parties!
I'm pretty sure I've partied before.
No, Alec, I know for a fact you don't party. Okay? You do not party!
“I hear you killed the Forsaken today,” Robert says as he comes up to Hodge who’s putting away his weapons in the training room. “I wanted to thank you.”
Hodge looks at him. “I didn’t do it for you. Or for Maryse. Or even for the Institute. I did it for Alec, to save his life,” he clarifies.
Robert clears his throat. “Yeah, well, I still want to thank you.”
Hodge turns to him and regards him intensely. “You want to thank me, Robert? Then pull yourself together and start treating that boy as he deserves.”
Robert’s eyes narrow. “It’s none of your business how I treat my own children, Starkweather.” His voice is dangerously low.
Hodge shakes his head. “That’s where you’re wrong. You love Jace like your own child. You’ve put Isabelle on a pedestal. Max is the apple of your eye. But you are so blinded by prejudice that you can’t see what an exceptional man your eldest has become.”
Robert stiffens. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Hodge steps closer and once he makes sure nobody’s close enough to hear them, he says, “Your son is gay, Robert. Alec’s gay and you treat him like nothing more than a tool to be used as you see fit because of it.”
Robert grabs him by the front of his shirt. “You shut your mouth, Starkweather, or else!”
The threat leaves Hodge unaffected. “No, I’m done keeping quiet about the way you keep hurting people around you. I kept quiet when I saw how you treated your own parabatai, because I believed you were both old enough and smart enough to handle your own issues. And look where it got Michael. I’ll not allow Alec to end the same way. I refuse to allow it!”
“And what is it to you?” Robert sneers.
Hodge looks Robert in the eyes, unflinching. “I love the boy like my own son, Robert. More than you probably ever will. And once he finds out what a man you are - a spineless coward who shunned his own parabatai for who he was - you’ll lose him, once and for all.”
Robert pulls his fist back, preparing to throw a punch, but Hodge just raises his chin. “Go ahead, let’s settle this once and for all. Let’s see who will win this round.”
Robert stares at him for a moment, then he lets his arm drop and with a snarl he turns away and leaves the room.
Hodge watches him till he’s gone, then he shakes his head. “You don’t deserve a son like Alec, Robert Lightwood, you don’t deserve him.”
SORRY ONE MORE THING HODGES LITTLE SMIRK. I KNOW THE GUYS AN AWFUL PERSON BUT I GENUINELY THINK HE CARES FOR THOSE KIDS. AND HE PROBABLY RAISED ALEC MORE THAN HIS PARENTS DID, AND HE JUST SAW THAT SHY BOY STAND UP TO HIS MOM AND BASICALLY TELL SOCIETY TO FUCK IT. AND YEAH SUBTLE HODGE THINGS, AND THE LITTLE SMIRKY SIDE GLANCE AT MAYRSE MADE ITEVEN BETTER
This post is dedicated to the lovely people at Freeform who got a few things wrong on Shadowhunters.
So here it goes.
It is with great regret that I inform you of the many mistakes you made with the premier of Shadowhunters. The mistakes go as shown:
1. Luke is not a cop.
2. I understand this to a certain extent, but I do believe it is said that the only colored character is Maia who doesn’t enter until later. Last time I checked Luke was not Maia.
2. Clary is 15, not 18.
3. Maureen is a roady who has a crush on Simon. She does not sing with him in the band.
4. On the topic of Simon’s band, it is not supposed to be good.
5. Runes are supposed to be black.
6. Jocelyn does not tell Clary anything about the Shadow world. That’s all put onto Jace, Izzy, Alec, and Hodge.
7. Oh yeah, WHERE IS HODGE?
8. And where is Madem Dorthea?
9. Simon’s band did not play the night that they went to the Pandemonium Club.
10. They actually weren’t planning on going to the Pandemonium Club.
11. She meets Jace OUTSIDE the Club.
12. The Institute is basically deserted and there is no high tech stuff.
13. When at the Pandemonium Club, there was only one demon that was killed. Not many. And definitely not just behind a curtain.
14. Clary did not kill at the Paandemonium Club.
15. How did she activate that seraph blade if she didn’t know it’s name??
16. Simon was with Clary and Jace when she got attacked.
17. Magnus was not at the Pademonium Club when Clary was there.
18. The demon at the Club is a dude.
19. Valentine already knew about Clary. He didn’t have some minion tell him.
20. The way the characters put their runes on and the way they hold the Steele is wrong. You hold the Steele like an extension and literally draw the rune. Not scan it over your body.
If he had to guess, he would say a good quarter of his notebook were sketches of her, and that wasn’t including some of his old notebooks, just his current one. Some were only half-finished, others hadn’t even gotten that far. Some were rough while others he’d taken an infinite amount of time to really get the details right. Bucky told him that eventually it would be less sweet and more creepy, and he got that, really he did. It was just… He saw her and his fingers twitched. It didn’t matter how many times he tried to draw her, how many angles he tried, how the lighting was or what she was doing, it never quite felt like he captured her.