#i took my mom to go see it and she loved it and is now a hardcore gelphie stan

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Joaquin Torres x Stark!Reader | Grumpy x Sunshine

Summary: Joaquin and Sam take a trip to the Stark cabin to get something fixed on Joaquin’s suit.

Warnings: fluff, grief, angst, banter

Word Count: 2.6k+

A/N: Okay so I this is based on an ask that came through my inbox. I did make a couple adjustments, but over all the bones are the same. Hope people enjoy!

Joaquin always felt awkward when Sam dragged him out to the Stark cabin for a fix on their suits. Although he had never met Tony Stark himself, the Avenger was someone everyone knew and his loss was still felt all around the world. But the Stark cabin always felt like the nucleus of that grief. More importantly, the shed out back.

"I'm gonna head in and say hey to Pepper," Sam said as they made their way side by side down the path through the woods that lead to the old hunting cabin that had been turned into the Stark's main home during the blip.

"Okay, well I'm gonna- head-" Joaquin's voice trailed off as Sam made a left and began to head up the stairs to the front door, suddenly leaving him on his own, "to- the- uh shed I guess," he muttered to himself much quieter, looking between the cabin and the shed where he knew you would be.

He hesitated at the door to the shed. He knew you'd be in there, you practically lived in there since your Dad died. He knew it was bad for you to isolate yourself the way you did, throwing yourself into continuing his work as a way to manage your grief, but he also felt like he was invading your sanctuary whenever he stopped by.

"YO, FEATHERS! YOU GONNA STAND OUT THERE ALL DAY OR YOU GONNA COME IN!" Your voice called out to him and he took that as his queue to enter.

"How did you know I was out there?" he asked as he strutted in, his eyes scanning the space as he sought you out amongst the converted lab you and your Dad had built together during the blip. The two of you hadn't been too close before then, your Mom wanting you to keep your distance from the man she had accidentally conceived a child with during a drunken one night stand in her 20s, but when she became a victim of Thanos and the blip, you had no choice but to seek refuge with him.

"Cameras," you said, lifting a tablet in the air that showed a video feed of the front door and Joaquin used it as a marker to find you amongst the mess.

"You know I don't have feathers right?" he said as he approached the bench where you were huddled over a piece of tech, a soldering iron in hand as you fused different components together.

"And you two could literally go to anyone else at Stark Industries to fix your suites and yet, here you are." you said sarcastically as you finally met his eyes.

Joaquin took one look at the dark circles under your eyes and his heart ached. He hated to see you like this. He had developed a crush on you the first time he had met you. It was a couple years ago now. He had been brought in with Sam and Bucky for the debrief with Colonel Rhodes after the incident with the flag smashers. You had stopped by to have dinner with your Father's old best friend, turning up in a red floral sun dress and denim jacket and he had instantly fallen in love- not that he'd ever had the balls to tell you.

“You haven’t been sleeping.” Joaquin stated, his voice soft, but you hated the tone of pity that accompanied it. It was coming up to the anniversary of your Father's death and your dreams had been plagued with flash backs to the battle where you had watched him lose his life.

“Well thanks Captain Obvious.” you snapped at him resentfully.

As long as he'd known you, Joaquin knew your usual jaded demeanour and hostility was due to your inability to deal with your grief over your Dad, but he also knew this extra spiciness to your tone was due to the aforementioned lack of sleep. “You know I was never actually a captain.” he said, trying to lighten the mood, but it didn't help.

“Okay, then Lieutenant Obvious. Better?” You sassed as you forcefully turned him around to get to the access panel on the back of the wings.

“Remind me again why you’ve got to do this with the suit on me.”

“It’s so you can fly away the second I’m done and stop- annoying-me,” you grunted as you popped the panel. “Uuuhgg, this is a mess. Who the hell has been fiddling with this thing?” you asked, taking in the hazard of wires and switch boards inside.

“The US governement.” Joaquin laughed.

“That sounds about right," you gritted as you took your soldering iron from before and began adjusting and readjusting wires.

As you worked, Joaquin took a moment to look around the room again. There were empty cups, mugs and plates discarded in different places as you had refuelled on the go. The sofa in the corner had a blanket haphazardly draped across it, implying that when you had been sleeping, it had been in here and not in the house with Pepper and your half sister Morgan. It broke his heart.

"Y/N-" he said your name tentatively, wanting to broach the subject and help, but also not wanting you to completely shut down and shut him out and hate him forever.

"Don't." you said, reading his mind without having to look directly at his face as you focused on your current job. "There," you sighed, "try that." you said as you closed the panel again and sat back.

Joaquin turned around, shifting in his suit, his arms lifting as he prepared to let loose the wings at his back. "NOT IN HERE MORON!" you quickly said, fear rippling through you at the thought of the nano tech wings unfolding at his back and smashing into the machinery set up around the two of you. "Take it outside."

"Uh, yeah. Right." Joaquin stuttered nervously as he realised his mistake.

You reluctantly followed him outside for his test flight and was met with the sight of your younger sister running down the steps of the cabin and over to you both. "JOAQUIN!" the young girl beamed, taking him in. She for sure had a little school girl crush on him. And to be fair, you couldn’t blame her, he was good looking, you just weren’t interested in anything right now.

"Hey Kiddo!" he said, embracing her as she ran into his arms to greet him with a hug. "Your sister's just fixed my wing up. Wanna see?"

"Yeah! Of course!" she beamed and the way she smiled made you see all of the same awe and wonder in her eyes as your Father used to have. The look sent a new wave of grief to hit you and you had to turn away from her for a moment to compose yourself. It was so quick you had hoped neither of them had noticed, but when you looked back to Joaquin, it was clear to you he had.

"Well, go on then. Get this over with so I can go back to work." you said, folding your arms across your chest as you encouraged him to let his wings free.

His eyes seemed to linger on you for a moment, trying to find a way to penetrate your armour before he finally conceded. There was a click and a rippling schwing of metal as his wings unfurled seamlessly at his back, shorter at first, but then he pressed another button in the gloves of his suit and the nanobots shifted and extended the wings down to make them larger.

"Oooooooh," Morgan cooed in wonder as she took them in.

"Come on then feathers, you gonna fly or what?" you encouraged him. He sighed in your direction, but ultimately activated his helmet and thrusters and dramatically blasted off from the floor at such a force you and Morgan had to steady yourselves as you were hit with a blast of air.

You both watched from the ground as he began to do a sweep around the property, Morgan running down to the lakes edge to watch him closer as he dipped down to run a finger through the water as he glided above it. You stood there for another minute, watching to make sure there weren't any more problems, but when he started to show off, doing barrel rolls through the air to impress Morgan, you knew it was your cue to return to your work.

“You know, you should be a lot nicer to him,” Pepper’s voice startled you. You hadn’t noticed her when you first came in, but at the sound of her voice, you quickly found her collecting up some of your plates and mugs, ready to take them back into the cabin.

You didn’t respond to her, your body turning back to your work as you pretended like she wasn’t there. You didn’t want the lecture right now. Although she had married your Father and had technically become your step mom, not to mention she was your half sister’s actual mother, Pepper had always felt more like an Aunt to you. She had all the same maternal energy and instincts towards you, but she was more approachable like a friend.

“You know, I invited them to stay for dinner,” she said as she came up beside you. “We’re having cheeseburgers, in honour of your Dad.” she continued, trying to get any sort of reaction out of you, but you weren’t biting. “You know,” she said, after another pause, deciding to change tac, “I think he likes you.”

“What makes you say that?” you said instinctively and you instantly kicked yourself for responding, but you could feel the swell of pride coming off Pepper as she realised she had gotten you to break.

“Because I’ve seen the way he looks at you,” she said wistfully, her eyes looking out the open doorway towards the sounds of her daughter’s giggles as she played with Joaquin. “And no matter how mean you are to him, he keeps coming back.”

“Is that what happened with you and my Dad?” You asked, fishing for information about the origins of their relationship.

“Not quite. Me and your Dad were… a little more complicated. Your dad was always a lone wolf, but he,” she said, her gaze moving to the man outside again, “he’s more of a golden retriever. He may be a bit goofy and over enthusiastic at times,” she said, before turning her attention back to you, “but he’s loyal. And he knows how to have fun,” she stressed as she nudged your shoulder. It was a small gesture, but it spoke volumes about the way you needed to take a break from your Father’s legacy and just learn to let loose again.

You went back to giving her the silent treatment as she shifted the cups and plates in her hands again and went to leave. But as she reached the door, the small voice in the back of your head (you often liked to think was actually your Father living rent free in your brain), told you she was right.

“Pepper!” you called out to stop her. “Thanks.” you said, giving her the first smile that had graced your face all week. She didn’t say anything more back, just gave you an equally fond smile of acknowledgment. After all, Pepper Potts knew she had already said everything she needed to, to finally get you back out of the shed.

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Nearly two hours later, you finally made your way up to the cabin for dinner. The sound of laughter and the sizzling sounds and smell of the burgers was almost overwhelming after spending a week alone out in the shed, but you quickly shook it off. Both Sam and Joaquin turned their heads at the sound of the door, but quickly became distracted again by your sister. She was stood in the middle of the living room giving a rather animated account to them of an incident that had happened to her at school. You couldn’t help but smile at the way she captivated them as you snuck through the house to the kitchen.

“Can I help with anything?” you quietly asked.

Pepper turned and gave you a smile. You watched as her eyes scanned you. You had changed since she had left you and even taken the time to run a brush through your hair. You could tell there was something hidden in her gaze, knew she was eager to tease you over it, but she quickly dropped it, not wanting to scare you off after finally being able to coax you back in.

“I’m almost done,” she said, “the burgers will just be another minute or two. Why don’t you lay up the table, ready for everyone.”

You didn’t give her a verbal response, instead headed straight to the draw to retrieve the cutlery and placemats. “Let me help you with that.” Joaquin’s voice came from behind you. You turned your head with a start. You hadn’t even heard him follow you in.

“Uh, thanks,” you said quietly as he took the handful of cutlery from you and followed you to the dining table.

You were both silent as you began to put down the placemats, Joaquin following close behind you and laying down the cutlery. When you had finished that, he followed you back to the kitchen to help carry in the salad and condiments, which you laid out in the middle of the table so people could help themselves.

“I’m sorry- uh I mean, earlier, this afternoon. Thank you for uh,” Your voice froze. Gosh this was awful. You desperately wanted to bridge the gap you had placed between the two of you, but you didn’t know how. “I’m sorry I was a dick!” you finally blurted out.

He let out a little snicker at your outburst, but quickly schooled his features, knowing you were trying to have a serious conversation. “It’s okay, don’t worry about it.”

“I know, it just… I know I can be a bit…”

“Hostile?” He said, filling in the word you were struggling with.

“Yeah. Hostile.” you repeated.

“It’s okay. I know you don’t mean it. It’s not easy losing a parent. It’s not easy losing anyone.” he corrected himself. “Grief makes us do odd things sometimes. Just know that you’re not alone. Okay?”

“Okay.” your repeated.

“I’m here for you. Come rain or shine. Night or day. You don’t have to do this on your own.”

“I know,” you sighed, your head hanging, almost in shame. “I’ve just… never really been that good at asking for…”

“Help?”

“Yeah,” you sighed.

“Look,” he said, and you watched at he reached into his back pocket for his wallet and pulled out a bit of paper with his number on it. You hated to think how long he’d had it sat in there just waiting for the right moment to give it to you. “This is my number. Call me whenever.”

You took it from him and couldn’t help the small smile that danced on your lips as your fingers played with the piece of paper you had been handed. “Even in the middle of the night when I can’t sleep?” you asked him, both earnestly, but with a hint of suggestiveness you hoped he’d pick up on.

He was silent a moment as he analysed you. Wanting to check and make sure you had meant to imply what you had. When he realised you had, he hung his head in an attempt to hide the blush in his cheeks and the shit eating grin that adorned his face. “Yeah,” he sighed, finally looking back up across the table at you, an entirely new kind of tension between you now, “especially then,” he said and you knew that was one offer of help you were never going to turn down.

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My Little Girl(LeahWilliamsonXToddlerDaughter)

You were asleep on your momma's chest when she arrived at Camp. She managed to hold you close while also dragging her Suitecase behind her. You were 14 months old and the light of Leahs life. She had adopted you on the day of your birth.

When Keira saw your Mom struggle quickly grabbed her Suitecase as well.

"hey Leah. How are the two of you?" She asked. Your Mom thanked Keira and sighed a little.

"i am great but the little one here has a small cold. Hope that passes soon! Got her tested for the flu and stuff. Thankfully it isn't anything like that!" She answered.

"still, poor Baby. I hate to see her like that!" Keira said softly. You started breathing a bit more heavy which had your mom look down, running a hand up and down your back gently.

"i feel like that as well. That's my little Girl." Your Mommy replied and sighed sadly.

Keira and your Mommy were roommates so she helped your Mommy to bring everything up to your shared room. She put you down on the bed and you continued to sleep. Up until you you heard the knock on the door. So you slowly sat up.

"mamam! 'oor!" You pointed to the door.

"i heard it Sweetheart!" Leah answered and opened the door. You started coughing so Keira gently patted your back and handed you your sippy cup. Which you gladly took. Climbing into Keiras lap.

Leah let Mary, Tooney & Alessia into the room.

"Hey little one!" Tooney said and waved at you. You waved at her and the other two. Your eyes light up at the sight of Lessi. Cause she also happened to be your favorite at Arsenal.

" 'wess!" You spoke up, holding your Arms Out for Alessia to pick you up.

"hey little Love!" She said and took you into her arms. You snuggled up to her, sniffling a bit. Putting your pacifier back into your mouth.

"we heard that she is sick. Anything we can do?" Mary offered.

"thank you, but it is okay. Altough i think Alessia might not be able to leave now because y/n is clearly comfortable right now!" Your momma said.

"i can watch her If you want to greet everyone else, captain!" Alessia offered. Because your momma always made a round to greet people, she was Englands Captain after all.

"i will stay as well." Tooney told your momma.

"thanks guys. I will be back as soon as possible!" Your momma replied and kissed your head, before leaving the room with Mary & Keira to greet the others.

You didn't notice any of that though cause you were fast asleep in Alessias Arms. Snoring away.

It wasn't until you woke up an hour later and your Momma was still not back yet that you have gotten a bit restless.

"mamam!" You told Alessia and Tooney. Sniffling softly.

"let's go find her!" Tooney said softly and Alessia carried you around the Hotel to go and find your momma. Leah was in the Hotel Lobby with Millie Bright, Grace & Lucy.

"mamam?!" You sobbed out. She gently took you in her arms as soon as she saw you.

"my little Girl, did you miss momma?" She asked you and you nodded your head softly.

"ea'!" You made the sign for 'food' with your tiny hands to let her know you were hungry.

"let's grab some food for you, little one!" Leah said.

"i could also go for food!" Lucy answered.

"me too!" Millie admitted.

"let's all grab a snack then!" Grace suggested. Everyone got their food. Your momma got you a Banana yogurt. Your favorite. You sat in her lap while Alessia was feeding you. After you had your yogurt & had some tea from your sippy Cup you fell back to sleep again. Your momma holding you close.

"sleep well, my little love." Your momma whispered out, kissing your head.

[rose-maidenn]

Jupiter and ketu : an incomplete love story or is it a love story ?

Disclaimer : My observations not a road map , if you liked it please like , reblog and comment your opinions and takes

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Jupiter is the planet of expansion spanning in our cosmos , it is associated with luck, our beliefs, education, marriage etc . Ketu is a shadow planet born from the moon , represented as the tail of the dragon , ketu is a hidden weapon a holder of secret knowledge that can be accessed only through proper seeking of it and dwelling deep into oneself

Jupitarians and ketuvians have long been cast together in TV and media one such example would be

In the movie Babylon Nelly la Roy played by Margot robbie (Jupitarian) and Manny played by Diego Calva (Ketuvian ) , Manny he becomes infatuated with the free nature of nelly how silly she is yet how good she is at work he finds a sense of freedom in her , as the story proceeds there's a moment where nelly is to be presented to the other high ranking guests as a person of honour nelly dresses up on the accord and guidance of others and Manny tells her that she can do this and that she can be perfect , which is like ketu telling jupiter to contain themselves the statement shows that ketu extracts from jupiter to cut off excess but now nelly is faced with a problem she's now being chased by goons she owes money to she decides to run away and nelly decides to leave manny protecting him from her mess and the goons that could also be seen as an act of defiance from perfection.

Another movie about lost lovers is portrait of a lady on fire where Heloise is played by Adele Haenel (Ketuvian) and Marianne played by Noemie Merlant ( Jupitarian), they engage in love and romance over the making of Heloises portrait , they can't think of staying together as it was seen as socially unacceptable and Heloise was getting married , for one last time Marianne turns around to see the bride in white as they part, this is compared to the parting of Orpheus and Eurydice , there are instances when they see each other but they never interact yet keep their love alive for each other.

But what if they were just girls ?

In the season 2 of why women kill Alma and Rita played by Allison Tolman(ketuvian) and Lana Parillia(Jupitarian) are two women based in the 60s, Alma tries to fit in to the garden club of the rich ladies by parading as rich and trying hard to fit in as much as she can whereas Rita is a lady who married for money, Alma takes it a step further and goes to a killing spree she kills Rita's husband many other people and finally Rita too because she wanted to be the best and takes up the position of Rita when people find out and Rita accuses Alma her act is to kill Rita as her last act of defiance , shows the final cut of ketu is to destroy jupiter itself one thing to note is jupiter is expansive it's not infinite , neighter is jupiter sun that it's all giving to others so jupiterians are definitely not a great source .

Now what if they got married

I assume this is the sequel to what would happen if nelly ended up with manny. Anora played by Mikey Madison ( jupitarian ) and Vanya played by Mark Eydelshteyn ( Ketuvian ) , Vanya goes to the club and falls for Anora who is a stripper he calls her on private parties and encourages her to go on a trip with him and pays her now Vanya gets an inclination to marry Anora so yes they do but when Vanya is faced with his overpowering mom (saturnian) and father he runs away leaving her stranded and says that she was just a joke for him he never intended to marry her she was past time for him , he gave her hopes and took it all away that's what happens when jup and ketu gets close you may wonder now but vanya was rich what would he take from Anora , Anora was life Anora was hope she was glamour and sweet escape for him but his overpowering mom was more important that that he ends up leaving her .

Inferation:

Ketu cuts away excess from jupiter but excess has limits jup isn't infinite and jupiter isn't sun , sun is happy to give away it's light to us , jupiter isn't happy to give btw , they're self destructive yes but once the taking happens they lose compass of themselves and end up in the situations as above death , departion, heartbreak , this isn't to say ketuvians or jupitarians are bad people just that jup and ketu aren't a great match , ketuvians are more suited with mercurian , rahuvian or venusians whereas jupitarians with Martians, saturnians and sometimes solar individuals. I say this with irl observations so yes I know people who have experienced this , jup and ketu hold love for each other but sometimes love is just not enough and that's what happens in this case well that's all from my side if I observe more will add more

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Thank you for reading 💙

[fibernati]

The crochet hook case is finally here!!!

This is my very first crochet project. I made it using two different yarns: Barroco nº 4 (the grey one) and Duna (the green one), both by a Brazilian brand called Círculo. Using the 3.0mm hook. And, it took me about 3~4 days to finish. [you can find the project diary here and here]

At the end of the project, I gave up on making two more pockets and made just one. The one without a closure. The fourth one was supposed to go above the bigger pocket, but I thought it wasn't necessary because I don't have that many things to store.

I sewed the hook holder based on the size of my hooks, but they hadn't arrived yet when I crocheted this part, so I ended up following the original measurement and then I regretted it, because as you can see below, there's a piece left over that's no use, it's simply a raised flap. Besides, if you look at the photo above, you'll see that I sewed it on crooked. Everything here is crooked, that okay.

I also gave up on making a pendant for the drawstring because I wanted a flower and I couldn't make one. I asked my mom, and she couldn't make the flower either, so in the end I said let it go, let's keep it simple and it's useful, it achieves the purpose to close the case so I'm fine with that.

Here you can see the things I wish I had done differently. The leftover tab, and the buttons.

These buttons were made from improvisation, because I still don't understand the concept of the magic circle, and they turned out okay, but I sewed them on in a way that, after a few days of closing and opening, made me realize that at some point they will fall off.

So, I'm going to need new bottons and honestly, I can just buy them?? I wish I had thought about it before.

Basically, this is my first project and I hope to use this case for a long time. Now, let's talk about the feelings about make it, the expectations, the frustations and also the tips and cumpliments!!!

Just showing you what I'm storing in each pocket. That one without closure it's empty for now.

As I said before, I started out thinking I was going to follow a tutorial, but I let the project take me and did what I thought would be best for my personal use and to match my personality.

It was a fun project to do, but I'm also very aware of what I would have liked to have done and what I actually did. Not that they are VERY far apart, but learning to crochet for just one week (two now!), I did the best I could with what I had and it's better than not having made anything at all.

During the whole process, the thing that bothered me most was that it turned out crooked. Everything was simply crooked and I didn't know how to fix it, I redid it and it was still crooked, so I gave up and left it crooked.

One tip I was given was to use stitch markers at the beginning and/or end of each row, because that would help me get everything straight. And I'm definitely going to use that for my next project. They also gave me color suggestions and a tutorial on how to make an easy flower. I'm going to try again, but I need to buy the suggested colors before I do that!!!

My friends encouraged me a lot while I was doing it, and every time I said it was crooked, they lied to me. Which was really nice of them, because I have ADHD and I don't know how to deal with frustration, so there were times when I wanted to give up because it didn't look the way it should be in my head.

The people who know how to crochet and have seen this case, both here on Tumblr or in real life, have been lovely to me. They know it has flaws and I know they know it has flaws, but the messages were all saying that yes, it's a bit wonky, but that with practice, I'll be able to make better things and even if it's not perfect now, I've done a good job and shouldn't be hard on myself!

It's cute, it's useful, it's my favorite colors and they match with me, so, yes I'm very proud of my crooked hook case. 10/10 🎉✨

[miinaaa-s]

Yandere!Iwaizumi Hajime x Fem!Reader

Tw : obsessional

Summary : When you and Hajime we're in highschool you got pregnant. Now you're two adults who share an past relationship and a kids. But for Hajime, you still his and only his.

( nda : yesterday I dyed my hair to be blonde, I woke up I'm a redhead )

The city lit up under the twilight sky. [Y/N] was in her kitchen, preparing dinner, all the while stealing glances at the clock on the wall. 6:00 PM.

She crouched down to tie the shoelaces of her son, Kaito, a five-year-old boy who looked a lot like her, but who had the same piercing eyes as Iwaizumi.

— “Are you sure you want to take that many toys from Daddy?” she asked, laughing softly.

— “Yes! Daddy will play with me, he promised!”

His smile was bright, carefree.

She wished she could say the same.

For a few weeks now, she had felt that something was wrong with Iwaizumi. His behavior, his more intense gaze, the way he stared at her longer than necessary when she entrusted their son to him.

But she had brushed her worries aside.

Until today.

There was a loud knock at the door.

She jumped. 6:03 PM.

Too early. Much too early.

A shiver ran down her spine.

— “Mom?” Kaito asked, looking up at her.

She gently placed a hand on his head.

— “It must be Dad… Go get your bag, okay?”

He nodded and ran into his room.

She took a deep breath before opening the door.

She was short of air for a split second.

Iwaizumi Hajime was there, standing in the doorway, his fists clenched and his gaze stormy.

— “A date, huh?”

His voice was low, serious.

She felt a cold sweat run down her back.

— “Hajime… Why are you here so early?”

He entered without waiting for an invitation, closing the door behind him with a sharp gesture.

— “Why did you ask me to come earlier, instead?”

His gaze burned hers.

— “What’s his name?”

— “Huh?”

— “The guy you’re planning to see.”

She felt her heart race.

— “Hajime… It’s not…”

— “It’s none of your business. Is that what you were going to say?”

He laughed, a nervous laugh, as if he had just heard the worst bullshit of his life.

— “Everything’s my business when it comes to you, [Y/N].

He took a step forward.

— “Do you really think I’m going to let you live your life with another guy?”

— “We’re not together anymore, Hajime.”

She tried to keep her voice calm.

But he didn’t move, his gaze sliding slowly over her body, his expression hardening.

— “Do you want me to tell you something?”

His voice was softer, but his gaze…

He was dangerously fixed.

— “I let you go once. I didn’t like it.”

His fingers brushed her cheek, and she jumped.

— “I couldn’t stand to see you walk away.”

He looked down at her wrist and squeezed it gently between his fingers.

— “But you know what I understood, my love?”

She swallowed hard.

— “That I should never have let you go.”

His smile was icy.

— “And this time, I won’t make the same mistake.”

[koifishstick]

hogwarts university DR - meet DESTINY "DES" GOLDSTEIN ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

hi! i'm des. short for destiny goldstein— but seriously, please just des. i’m 24, a fourth year, and i’m currently on the hogwarts express, making my way toward the prestigious hogwarts university. i’m transferring from ilvermorny— the american school. not the typical route, but here i am! i was recruited to transfer to hogwarts because of my… particular skillset in magizoology. i have an odd way with magical creatures. i can understand them in a way that feels almost instinctive. when it comes to magical creatures, i just get it. i’m planning to major in magizoology and minor in herbology. plants and creatures: i fucking love that shit.

now, lets go back in time for a minute. i was born to angela goldstein, a powerful seer, and a muggle man. my dad died when i was just a baby, and my mom never really told me who he was. it’s not that she didn’t love him—no, she was obsessed with him. i’ve heard her talk about him in the quietest moments, when she thought i wasn’t listening. "he was a kind, good man. the love of my life." that's it. that’s all i’ve ever gotten. his name? she refuses to say. i’ve asked. i’ve begged! but she just gives me that smile—the one she always wears when she’s not telling me something important—and changes the subject.

here’s the kicker. when my father died, he left behind a vault at gringotts—completely full. i’m talking galleons, sickles, and knuts to the brim. it wasn’t just a little vault. it was… well, let’s just say it was more than a small fortune. no one can explain it how a muggle—my dad, of all people—had such a large stash of wizarding wealth. the goblins at gringotts? they act like they’re too scared to even try and figure it out. my mom won’t say anything, either. she just gets this look on her face when the vault is mentioned—like she knows something, but won’t say it out loud. it’s like there’s a part of my dad's life that is being kept hidden away, just like his identity. where did he come from? why was he involved in the wizard world at all? all i know is that he left me something—something i’m meant to have—but it feels bigger than just a fat stack of cash.

growing up, it was just me and mom. we live in a cozy little apartment above kowalski’s bakery in brooklyn. it’s not too glamorous, but its home. and the bakery? well, it has its own kind of magic. my granddad, jacob kowalski, started it all, and my mom took over after he, and my grandmother queenie goldstein, were both lost during the first wizarding war. it’s not just any bakery—it serves muggles and wizards alike. the sweet scent of fresh bread and pastries mingles with a more subtle, magical aroma, and in the back of the shop, behind a hidden door, are magical treats carefully curated for the wizarding folk, who know exactly where to find them. muggles never get the full picture, of course. it’s a delicate and delicious balance—keeping things secret while still serving both worlds. mom never talks much about her seer abilities, but i have learned to trust her quiet warnings. it’s a comfort, knowing she can see things others can’t.

and now, here i am, sitting in a compartment on the hogwarts express, looking out the window as the landscape blurs into rolling hills and forests. a part of me can’t help but wonder: why am i here? why did i get recruited? what’s waiting for me at this school, where everything is so… different from what i’m used to? is it just a coincidence that i’m here now, or is it something more? i’m still trying to figure it all out. but whatever happens, i’ll make my own way, like i always have. I can’t let the past hold me back forever. there’s too much to discover, too much to learn. magical creatures, rare herbs, and maybe—just maybe—uncovering the secrets that were buried with my father.

[sylusonychinus]

Boy i love you pt.3 Finale :3

Pairings: Zayne x FemReader

Summary: Really like you :3

Part 1 Part 2

The sun was setting over the skyline, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange, a perfect reflection of the warmth in Y/N’s heart. Today was the day. The day she and Zayne would finally take the step they had both known was inevitable. Their wedding day.

The grand ballroom of AKSO Hospital had been transformed into something out of a dream—a beautiful blend of elegance and simplicity, with soft white flowers cascading from every corner and twinkling lights hanging from the high ceilings. The room hummed with excitement as guests mingled and admired the decor. It was strange, she thought, that a place so often filled with medical equipment and urgent cases could now hold such a special meaning.

Y/N stood in front of a full-length mirror in the bridal suite, her wedding dress hugging her form perfectly, the delicate lace and satin shimmering softly in the light. The reflection staring back at her was one she barely recognized—she felt like a new person. She had spent so many years hiding her feelings, burying her love for Zayne, that seeing herself now, about to marry him, was almost surreal.

Her best friend, Tara, stood by her side, adjusting the veil. "You look absolutely stunning," Tara said, her voice filled with emotion.

Y/N smiled, a soft laugh escaping her lips. "I don’t think I’ve ever been more nervous in my life. Not even on my first day as a resident."

Tara chuckled, brushing away a stray tear. "I don’t blame you. But if anyone can handle this, it’s you."

The door creaked open, and Zayne’s mother, Mrs. Li, stepped in with a smile, her eyes already glistening with tears. "There you are, my dear," she said, walking over to embrace her. "I can't believe this day is finally here."

Y/N hugged her back tightly. "It feels like a dream."

Before she could say more, the door swung open again, and Zayne’s voice echoed from the hallway. “Mom, is she ready? I can’t wait any longer!” His excitement was palpable.

Mrs. Li smiled warmly. “She’s almost ready, Zayne. Go on, wait outside.”

Y/N’s heart fluttered as she turned back to the mirror. Soon, Zayne would be standing before her, just as they had imagined countless times through the years—finally together, in love, and ready to begin the rest of their lives.

Zayne stood at the altar, his eyes focused on the beautiful woman in front of him. He had never seen her look more radiant, and as he watched her walk toward him, his breath caught in his throat. Every step she took felt like a dream, the years of waiting, the uncertainty, and the moments they had shared all coming to fruition in this one perfect moment.

When she reached him, he took her hand in his, his voice steady but full of emotion. “You’re breathtaking, Y/N. I’ve never seen anything so perfect.”

She smiled, her heart racing as she looked into his eyes. "I think I’ve been dreaming of this day my whole life."

The ceremony was simple but filled with meaning. Their vows were personal, touching, and full of promises for the future they had always known they would share. In that moment, surrounded by friends, family, and colleagues, they sealed their bond in the most beautiful way.

When the officiant finally pronounced them husband and wife, Zayne leaned in, his lips brushing hers in a kiss that spoke of everything they had been through together. It was a kiss full of love, but also of relief—of knowing that they were finally on the same path, together, forever.

The guests erupted into applause, and as they walked down the aisle, hand in hand, the world seemed to open up before them. This was only the beginning of their journey.

The years that followed their wedding day were nothing short of a whirlwind, but they were a whirlwind that Y/N and Zayne embraced together. Their careers continued to flourish at AKSO Hospital, where they had become pillars of their departments. Zayne’s infectious optimism and warmth made him beloved by both patients and staff, while Y/N’s expertise in pediatrics made her one of the most respected doctors in her field.

But nothing compared to the joy they found at home. Their lives changed forever one chilly autumn evening when they brought their baby girl home from the hospital.

“Meet your daughter, Dr. Li,” Y/N whispered, her heart full as she cradled their newborn in her arms. The little girl was swaddled in a soft pink blanket, her tiny fingers wrapped around Zayne’s finger as he gazed down at her with awe.

Zayne was speechless for a moment, his eyes misting over. “She’s perfect,” he said softly, his voice filled with emotion. “She looks just like you.”

Y/N chuckled, gently rocking their daughter. “I’m sure she’ll take after you in some ways, too.”

Their little girl, whom they named Emma Grace, quickly became the center of their world. She was their miracle, their joy, and their reminder of the love that had always existed between them. She grew up in the warmth of their home, surrounded by the love of two doctors who had dedicated their lives to healing others but never forgot to cherish their family.

The hospital became a shared part of their lives. Emma loved to visit, running through the hallways and visiting Zayne’s office, where he would always sneak her a candy. Her laughter echoed through the corridors, a reminder to everyone around them of the joy that family brought.

As Emma grew older, she began to show an interest in medicine, often asking her parents questions about their work. Y/N would find her daughter watching videos of pediatric surgeries, asking about the heartbeats of babies and the importance of vaccinations. Zayne, too, couldn’t help but talk about his cases with her—how he loved seeing patients improve, how he had always wanted to be the kind of doctor who made a difference.

One sunny afternoon, Tara, still Y/N’s closest friend, arrived at their home, a wide grin on her face. “Look at you two,” she said, teasing them as she held Emma in her arms. "You’re parents now. How did this happen so fast?"

Y/N smiled softly, leaning back into the couch. “I know, right? Feels like just yesterday we were studying for exams together.”

Tara laughed, playfully tickling Emma, who squealed with delight. “It’s crazy how time flies. But look at her—she’s going to be a doctor, too, right?”

“I wouldn’t be surprised if she is,” Zayne said with a chuckle, his arm around Y/N as he watched Emma play.

Emma looked up at her parents with wide eyes. “I’m going to be the best doctor! Just like you, Mom, and you, Dad!”

Zayne and Y/N exchanged glances, pride radiating in their smiles. “That’s the spirit, sweetie,” Y/N said, her voice full of love. “You can be anything you want to be.”

As Emma grew older, she continued to show an incredible curiosity for medicine, her room filled with medical books and toy stethoscopes. Tara, who had always supported Y/N’s journey, was now an integral part of their lives as their unofficial family member, often visiting to lend a hand or just spend time with Emma, who had grown fond of her “Aunt Tara.”

On their quiet weekends, the Li family would sit together in their cozy living room, reading stories to Emma or watching her play with her dolls. The laughter, the little moments of joy, were all reminders of how far they had come—from study dates in medical school to now being a family, with a future full of endless possibilities.

Y/N couldn’t help but smile as she watched Zayne pick up Emma, tossing her in the air and catching her in a fit of giggles. Zayne had always been the kind of person who gave so much to others, but with Emma, he gave a love that was fierce and protective, as if he was savoring every moment with her.

“Mom, Dad, look!” Emma yelled from the living room, her little voice full of excitement as she held up a toy stethoscope. "I'm a doctor, just like you!"

Zayne turned to Y/N, his eyes twinkling with pride. “Looks like we’ve got a future doctor on our hands.”

Y/N laughed softly, her heart swelling with love for the life they had built together. It had been a journey full of growth, challenges, and moments of doubt—but now, with Zayne by her side, with Emma in their arms, she knew that everything had led to this.

A family.

A love that had always been written in the stars.

And with every new day, they would continue to navigate the world together—stronger, more connected, and filled with love.

[breeberrypies]

pink goes good with green ‧₊˚ ⋅*

goes well with green.

+another sketch bc i love them

[kickassfu]

my dog might die tonight

my mom's depressed and emotionally exhausted, to the point she slurs her words and feels like a zombie most days

has said to my face she doesn't want to fix it

that soon her mom will die and me and my sister are grown so...

we don't need her

and my dog's old and sick

in pain

at the vet getting oxygen and medication

to see if he'll make it through the night

and thank god he's there, so he doesn't have to suffer

but he's not next to us

he might die alone away from us

i think there's some poetic bullshit there

he would die in pain by our side

but he has a chance to survive away from us

and if he doesn't make it till the next day he'll die alone, but without pain

i just want to take everyone's pain away

but I can't

i can't fix it

it's not up to me

i can't do shit

[liquidstar]

Between commissions I finally managed to finish this OC set of parent characters! If the looks aren't enough to show you who their kid is, the background colors match them ^_^ but of course more details below!

Name: Thuban

Name origin: The former pole star, before the north star (Polaris), it's name means "Large snake" and is referred to as the “Dragon's tail”

Pronouns: He/him

Age: N/A

Relation: Raised Polaris, though they're not related by blood and have a somewhat distant relationship, until he suddenly went MIA

Weapon: Spear (Same as Polaris's)

Ethos (Power): N/A

Flaw power is based on: N/A

Notes: Make no phallic jokes about the large snake thing and you'll be rewarded

Name: Ananke

Name origin: A moon of Jupiter, named for the mythological spirit of necessity, inevitably, and compulsion

Pronouns: She/her

Age: -

Relation: Bella's mother, she raised her to be a warrior

Weapon: Bardiche

Ethos (Power): Indomination (The ability to freeze the movement of objects and people, and lock them in place)

Flaw power is based on: Her strict enforcement of obedience through authoritarianism, and a lack of concern for the wishes of others

Notes: She believes in tough love. It's better in the long run to give your kid strength rather than affection.

Name: Rhea

Name origin: A moon of Saturn named after the Titan known as the mother of the gods

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 38

Relation: Saiph's mother, though she gave him up to the guild when he was very young

Weapon: None

Ethos (Power): None

Flaw power is based on: N/A

Notes: Was unable to take care of a baby at the time, and gave Saiph to the guild. She wishes she'd visited beyond that but it's probably too late now...

Name: Arche

Name origin: One of Jupiter's moons, it's name comes from the muse of new beginnings and is associated with springtime

Pronouns: He/him

Age: 7

Relation: Saiph's half-brother. Neither currently knows the other exists

Weapon: None

Ethos (Power): None

Flaw power is based on: N/A

Notes: He's just a little guy. He likes flowers and playing with toys. He wants to be a cool hero like his dad

Name: Poerava

Name origin: A star in Tucana, the Maori word for a black pearl of mystical beauty and perfection

Pronouns: She/her

Age: -

Relation: Al's mom. She mostly raised him on her own while her husband was with the knights.

Weapon: None

Ethos (Power): None

Flaw power is based on: N/A

Notes: Probably the best parent of the bunch if we're being real.

[foggysirens]

there’s a sort of clawing desperation that rips you up from the insides when you’re trying to be an adult and have your own life but then the very same people who are telling you to do just that continue to treat and berate you like a child and refuse to see you as a person with adult concerns and needs and you are left trying to juggle these two selves that they want to exist as one but only if both halves are agreeable to them and follow orders but they also throw it in your face that’s you need to make your “own decisions” and i want to throw up :)

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

[calamitydaze]

long tag ramble below u have been warned

[steviescrystals]

i seriously need to get a new job and start making money again asap bc i cannot keep living at home much longer it’s driving me insane

(wrote an entire essay in the tags without meaning to oops)

[todayisafridaynight]

Hey so Snap this is going to be so fucking weird, but honestly don’t care. So I was watching a clip of Drag Race Philippines and it was the make over episode and I think they were making over family members and this father was all about getting into drag. So, I just wanted to tell you never forget how much of a lovely loving kind and caring father you have, who loves you and protects you and makes you feel heard. That’s all.

i'd have to die before i forget how great my dad is thank you for the opportunity to brag about him again anon

[coyoxxtl]

i didnt want to put this in my prev reblogs tags but like

my dad was a us army soldier that went to Iraq, and for a long time i thought he did good over there, or at least tried. like my mom said that he had locals thank him personally for his help. though now i wonder if he’s just, lying about all that. bc not only did he literally Come Back Wrong after his third deployment, over the years he slowly opens up about shit he deliberately never told me, like the time he and a few other soldiers were left for dead by his group, and he only survived because the locals helped him, if im remembering right. however, i wonder how true that all is, or rather does that make up for the other heinous shit he’s responsible for. i remember him telling me passively he tortured a man. so i Know he has skeletons in his closet, i know for a fact there’s shit he will take to his grave.

all those times i prayed for my dad to survive and come back home, was that at the expense of innocent Iraqis? could my dad dying out there saved someone? I’ll never know for sure, but it kinda points to that doesn’t it?