guys go vote for abigail in @original-character-championship !!! if she looses, abigail will be very sad :( do you want to make the ray of sunshine sad???
also i'll post pics of my dog if she wins this round :)
Adler was about to destroy this copy. Thank god I recovered it before he could have taken this masterpiece away.
This is a special vine compilation created for my beloved mutuals, having their Black Ops OC's, (along with mine.. sniff) doing shenanigans with each other when the canon isn't in the mood to give them pain and suffering. Because I hope it stays that way. Hope you enjoy! ♡
Name of the OC's that have been used in this compilation, under the cut!
(In case any of you have been missed out in this compilation, my deepest apologies. But, next time you can be the lucky one!)
It was brought to my attention that I don't often post my fics on here, and that might be a good idea.
Honestly never did it before cause I'm lazy forgetful didn't think about it for various reasons, but I also now have enough people who are interested in my fics now that I can justify doing so.
(Read: people in the servers - Hiiiii Rooks/People of the Grove!)
Hope this helps you find stuff to read!
Note: If there's a double asterick on a fic's pairing, that means it's spicy (aka don't read it at work)
Last Updated: 7/20/24
Glenwood (CastleAudios ASMR):
Glenwood Musings - General
The (Sometimes Human) Guide to Werewolf Dating - Seer & Evie
All my OCs playlists compiled into one place! I wanna preface this with a reminder that not all these playlists have a lot of songs- I am always adding songs to them, if fact.
some just are shorter than others, currently. :D
There's this Form where you can recommend songs for OCS!
Distinguishing Marks (scars, birthmarks, etc.): Freckles, several tattoos and acne in her back
Background
Hometown
Aurora grew up in the Di Napoli manor with her three youngest siblings. While her lifestyle wasn’t ostentatious, it was a rather privileged life. She developed a tomboy personality, quickly adopting the 20s lifestyle and becoming the rebel oldest daughter.
Family
Mother: Abigail Jane di Napoli, neé Bennett ( @mjs-oc-corner )
A vivacious and strong woman, Rory loves her mother, and though she gives her strokes by smoking too many cigarettes and heavy drinking, they both have a close bond, she being her first child and helping out with her siblings, especially when her youngest sister came.
Father: Ernest Regulus Maurice di Napoli
A complicated man, Aurora made of her father a better man the moment she was born, for he had grown up in a deeply tramuatized and problematic family, and defying Rory’s grandfather and seeking his path and seeing his fortune decrease, Ernest was changed forever and poured his whole heart in his children, and despite having arguments with Rory, he loved her perhaps the most, being his firstborn child, and was certainly amused of how easily she outdrank him...
Emmett di Napoli
Temperamental, whip-smart and a but cocky, Emmett and Rory got along well and was her confidante, both relying on one another.
Theodore di Napoli ( @mjs-oc-corner )
INFO TBD
Christabel di Napoli ( @mjs-oc-corner )
INFO TBD, though she’s protective of her
Dominique? di Napoli
INFO TBD
Hogwarts
House: Hufflepuff
Best Class: DADA, Transfigurations and History of Magic
Worst Class: Potions & Herbology
Boggart: Her father becomes like her grandfather
Riddikulus: He instead recites a very dirty limerick
Patronus: TBD
Patronus Memory: Singing in the car with her parents and siblings
Mirror of Erised: Living free and roaming around the world
Amortentia (what she smells like): Cigarettes, expensive champagne, eau de cologne lavender, coconut, spicy food and plane gas
Amortentia (what she smells): TBD
Career
11-18: Hogwarts student
19-35: Wanderer
36-58: Model & actress for the wizarding cinema
59-64: Philantropist
65+: Retiree
Personality & Attitude
Priorities: Wanderlust, her family and friends, having her independance
Strengths: Charismatic, charming, funny, enthralling and uses her beauty to her own advantage
Weaknesses: Reckless, vain, full of herself and a complete diva
Stressed: Around men lol
Calm/Comforted: Around women
Favorites
Colors: Blue, red, green and white
Weather: Sunny with a calm wind
Hobbies: Playing roles, being around cameras and talking to people
Fashion: Rory dresses like all the stars in the Old Hollywood
Relationships
Significant Other/Love Interest: TBD, though due to her job she’ll have many husbands and a secret lesbian romance hehe. HMU if you want your OC to be her husband or wife!!
Friends: TBD
Rivals: TBD
Trivia
Aurora is based on Marilyn Monroe and Elizabeth Taylor
She has made several movies of Muggle and Magical events: she has played as Anne Boleyn in a magical interpretation of Henry VIII in 1936, as a magical Jane Eyre in 1938, in an original project based on the Malfoy family in the regency era and Cleopatra in 1942, among others
She married at least from three to eight times, to hide her liking for women and her many scandals from nude scenes to almost being caught by the paparazzi
She’s also based on Evelyn Hugo from The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo sjehdeud
She changed her name from Aurora to Jade St. Claire, though her family still called her Rory
She met Elizabeth Taylor and Marilyn Monroe
She was obssesed with skincare, and included several creams and vaseline
She has a lesbian romance for years that is on and off
She also sang birthday songs for Ministers of Magic and was the mistress of several
She changed her hair to blonde and redheaded for many of her films
"Wow, Rosy! It looks like you have more space to post about your SH OC, Bethany!"
Well, golly... looks like I do, heh. (Nervous...)
Full Name: Bethany Abigail Monroe
Other Names:
Fiancée (Monster/Otherworld Self)
Sister
Gender: Female
Age: Died at 23
Hometown: Providence, Rhode Island
Occupation: Student
Status: Deceased (dies a year prior to SH3)
Relations:
Sue Reed (mother)
Francis Monroe (father)
Story Related by Her:
Francis Monroe left to start a life with Sue, but Bethany grew up hearing stories of Silent Hill and its faith from him. He passed away when she was a kid, and Bethany had to grow up quickly to take care of her now-single and aging mother. When her mother died shortly after she graduated college, Bethany inherited her estate and decided to return to her father’s hometown to follow the faith he held so close to his heart.
The Truth:
Sue wanted to get clean and get all traces of PTV out of her body before she started a family, so she and Francis temporarily relocated to Rhode Island shortly after their marriage. After her recovery, Sue used her pregnancy as an excuse to stay, despite Francis wanting them to return to Silent Hill. Even after Bethany was born, Francis continued to try to pressure Sue to move back to Silent Hill to indoctrinate their daughter into the Order.
This came to a head after a particularly explosive argument, and Francis angrily drove off towards Silent Hill. He died in a crash on the way, and nobody could tell whether it was an accdent or suicide. Coincidentally, this was around the time when Harry Mason and Cheryl arrived in Silent Hill, which might have explained Francis’ urgency to return to the town.
Sue fell into a deep depression, conflicted over Francis’ death and her youth being “taken away” from her by Silent Hill. She took her anger out on her daughter, see-sawing between neglecting her to pursue new romantic relationships and obsessively trying to build a normal life for her.
Bethany, meanwhile, turned to her father’s stories of Silent Hill for comfort. She almost came to view it as a fairytale land, pasting photos and postcards of it up on her walls. Her mother did not take this well and began to lash out, telling Bethany about what a horrible man her father was.
Their strained relationship continued to suffer, especially with Bethany having to drop out of college to get a job to take care of her mother, who was too physically and mentally unwell to work. It was around this time that Bethany discovered that her mother had relapsed into her drug habits.
Bethany, tired of the abuse, abandons her ailing mother to travel to Silent Hill. However, the guilt of leaving her mother alone to fend for herself, combined with her father’s ties to the Order, warps the town and begins to ensnare her…
.:SILENT HILL 3 FIGHT NOTES:.
Finacée is an optional boss fight inside the Chapel.You can encounter her inside in a room off one of the corridors before the Library. Nothing will change if you choose not to fight her, and you can leave the room at any time to end the battle (though if you leave and go back in her health will be at 100% again).
Finacée is a slow boss, moving mostly via lunging her upper body towards you.The growth/parcel hanging from her hands is incredibly heavy- the good news is that this makes her slow, the bad news is that she can swing it like a bludgeon.
After you defeat her, a cutscene will play where she falls to her knees in prayer. You have the choice to either leave or you can strike her down.
If you leave, nothing happens. Finacée will be gone if you enter the room again and there will be a note talking about how the Order grew after Vincent Smith revitalized it. Unlike some of the other notes about him found later in the Chapel, this one isn’t as critical and even sounds grateful.
If you strike her down, the growth unravels and Fiancee collapses. Her body sizzles as Heather finds a ring in the growth’s remnants. Eagle-eyed SH1 fans might recognize this ring as the Ring of Contract. After the cutscene ends, Heather will be able to examine the same note about Vincent and the Order. Striking Finacée down will net you 500 points towards the ‘Possessed’ ending.
In the inventory, the ring’s description reads:
“A really ugly ring. Just looking at it makes me feel gross.”
Examine:
“The letter ‘V’ is carved inside. Is this an engagement ring? What kind of girl would like this?”
Examining this ring triggers a couple of extra lines in the Library cutscene with Vincent. It isn’t an especially important plot point, but Heather does say that Vincent is disgusting, which is a nice bit of revenge after the “they look like monsters to you?” line. (Also, Vincent’s pretty damn blasé about the implication that his dead fiancée became a monster suffering in the Otherworld.)
Odelia Kowroski didn’t remember a time before she was adopted. And how could she, really? She had been a newborn when she was taken to the orphanage and an infant when she was adopted. But it was okay, her childhood had been all that she could ask for. Her parents might have been gone most of the time, but she’d never wanted for anything. She had dance classes for hours upon hours every day until she’d been admitted at the Paris Opera Ballet School when she was 8 years old, where she’d spent the next ten years of her life training, and another ten years as one of their principal dancers. That was what had gotten her the role of her dream, dancing as Odette and Odile in their rendition of Swan Lake, the first time they would take their ballet oversees.But when their plane is rerouted to Maine and the dancers are split up into cars to drive them to New York City, Odelia can’t help but feel like something is wrong. And when her car, and only her car, is diverted to Storybrooke, she knows that things are far, far more than what they seem.
Name: Paige Thorn
Story: Dear Reader
Enchanted Forest: Prose Page ( Fables )
Face Claim: Amanda Seyfried
Name: Pearl Gale
Story: Once In A Lullaby
Enchanted Forest: Iridiana Baum / Polychrome
Face Claim: Rachel Zegler
Love Interest: Marius Hoffman
Name: Samuel Findlay
Story: Summer’s End
Enchanted Forest: Tom Sawyer
Face Claim: Thomas Brodie Sangster
Name: Saraid Jones
Story: Bury Your Bones
Enchanted Forest: N/A
Face Claim: Kaya Scodelario
Name: Sugar Monroe
Story: Sweet Nothing
Enchanted Forest: Charlotte LaBouff
Face Claim: Margot Robbie
Love Interest: David Nolan or Graham Humbert
Name: Veronica Bacall
Story: Hoax
Enchanted Forest: Jessica Rabbit
Face Claim: Dove Cameron
Name: Will Hopkins
Story: Love Eternal
Enchanted Forest: Jonathan Harker & Abraham Van Helsing
𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓻𝓮𝓭 | 𝓶𝓪𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓻𝔃𝓪𝓵 𝓪𝓾
↳ mat barzal x oc!
↳ updated as of 5/18/24
↳ on hold! 5/19/24
summary: miss east coast turned west coast, young entrepreneur has no eyes for anybody. too busy building her career and connections, and living out her post-college days. but ofcourse, with that being said, mat always loves a good challenge.
↠ olivia monroe esiason | main face claim: abigail cowen.
↠ sister to sydney esiason martin!
↠ starts to take place in jan 2024!
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thoughts:
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fics:
love at first sight.
when are you going to give me a chance?
are you jealous?
kisses to my exes..
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blurbs:
when olivia met trevor.
what happens in the hamptons...stays in the hamptons.
Originally she was a cis gnc gay man named Adam who loved skirts and dresses, then I transed her gender.
She is bisexual.
She is 20 years old.
She has 8 partners (4 of them are demons).
She's 5'5"
She is autistic and her special interests are cats, music, and flowers!
I would describe her personality as the color orange, specifically #FA8128 (<- that color makes me think of happiness and warmth). It's also her favorite color.
She's very nice and generally a happy person. (I'd cry if I even tried to give her trauma.) (I did accidentally make her sad in a daydream today but it's not like permanent sad.)
She's a very talented artist.
She knows how to make flower crowns.
Her favorite song is "Can I Call You Tonight" by dayglow.
Her favorite drink is lemon tea.
She's kinda cringefail. <3
And she looks like this:
(Not shown in the pic but she has light blue eyes)
She's so cool!!
I wish i was her <- Polyamorous with only one partner
Physical Quirks/Scars: Line of freckles across her nose, scar on her left arm from a gunfight, walks almost silently
Speech: Melodious, informal, slight Irish accent
Gear: Silver Colt revolve with an ebony handle with a doe carved into it, knife, bow
Favorite Animal: Dog
Pet: N/a
Family: Lillian Monroe (mother, deceased), Arthur Morgan, John Marston (adoptive brothers), Hosea Matthews, Dutch Van der Linde (adoptive fathers), Van der Linde gang
Friends: Kieran Duffy, Sadie Adler, Mary Beth Gaskill, Tilly Jackson, Abigail Marston, Javier Escuella, Charles Smith
Love Interest: Sean MacGuire
Personality: Sweet unless you give her a reason to knock your teeth out
Modern Day AU! Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff; Steve Rogers x OC!Reader
Plot: Inspired by Taylor Swift’s new album Folklore. The story follows the timeline of Bucky and Elizabeth’s life throughout the years
[warnings: death]
word count: 3168
Age: 21
Year: Sep. 2015
Location: Brooklyn, NY
"So I was thinking, godparents," Bucky spoke up. He and Natasha were currently finishing setting up the baby's nursery in their new apartment.
They had found a nice two bedroom apartment in Brooklyn, much to Natasha's dismay. Bucky thought it was the perfect place to start their new little family. It was also about a 20 to 30 minutes drive to Bucky's work and University campus. His mom and stepdad had even offered to help them out financially for a bit, just as long as Bucky continued on his path to graduate with his Masters in Music Technology in the Spring.
Bucky had managed to finish his bachelor's and masters program in just the span of 4 years, a whole year earlier than originally planned. He was proud of himself, if there's one thing he hadn't screwed up yet, it was his education. He had fully devoted himself to his education the last four years and it clearly paid off. He had also managed to get a good paying job at a studio as an engineer. He had his whole future all planned out, the pregnancy might've been a curve ball at the beginning but with the help of his family and therapist, he was handling it all so well.
"Oh you don't need to worry about the godparents, I have it all figured out already," Natasha tells him as she folds baby clothes, "I picked Abigail and Dylan."
Natasha on the other hand had decided to put her education on hold. Deciding she wanted to be a stay at home mom, Bucky constantly made sure that that's what she wanted. And she insisted every time that she was "made to be a stay at home mom". So Bucky had to reluctantly allow her to make that decision.
Which was one of the reasons why his parents had offered to help out for at least the first year or two, they had known their son was already stressing about finances, and trying to respect Natasha's decision. They figured two years would be a good enough time for the couple to build up their savings.
Bucky didn't like the fact that his parents were helping out with money, but he knew him and Nat wouldn't have been able to make it just on is current income alone. At least not until after he graduated, his boss had already promised a raise once he graduated, but that wasn't until May and the baby was due in the next two weeks. He promised to pay his parents back every cent they gave him, but they told him to just focus on being a good father.
"Abigail and Dylan?" He questioned.
"Yeah," she shrugged her shoulders.
"The same Abigail and Dylan that showed up to the baby shower high, and proceed to get drunk, because and I quote 'babies are so boring'. That Abigail and Dylan?"
"Come on James, they were just joking, plus baby showers aren't necessarily the most fun thing in the world," she rolled her eyes.
"Can we at least each choose one godparent?" He suggested, "You can have Abigail as the Godmother and I can choose The Godfather."
"Like Sam?"
"No, not Sam. Steve," Bucky tells her.
"Oh, then no," she simply said, turning her back to him to continue putting clothes away.
"What's your problem?" Bucky asks annoyed, finally having enough of her attitude, "This entire pregnancy you've been against everything I've suggested."
"Hey, you got to choose Brooklyn," she turned around pointing her finger at him.
"Yeah because I couldn't fucking afford Manhattan Natasha," he stressed, trying not to raise his voice at her, "You didn't want to know the gender of the baby? Fine. You get to name the baby? Fine. You choose the color scheme of the nursery, fine. You choose the hospital. You choose the apartment. God damn Nat, I haven't done a single thing but pay for everything."
"And I thank-you for that," she rolled her eyes.
"But you don't," he shakes his head in disbelief over her reactions, "You haven't thanked me once. I get that you're carrying our child, and I'm appreciative of that. But god damn Natasha, show me some respect. Show my family some respect!
"You didn't thank my mom, Rebecca, or Keith for everything they've done for you. For us. And I can't keep making up excuses to defend you," he raises his voice a little bit.
"If this relationship is ever going to work, you need to be respectful. You need to stop being so selfish. I get this isn't easy for you, but trust me, this isn't easy for me either. But I agreed to do this. I am stepping up. I want to be a part of my child's life. And I want us to be together and be family," he calms down, "But if you continue to act this way. I won't stay in this relationship."
"You're just going to abandon us?" Natasha asks grabbing her belly, suddenly realizing the reality of the situation.
"No, I won't abandon you both. But we won't be together," he explains, "I will always be in my child's life. I will always be there for them. I'm not going to put my child through the same thing I went through growing up. I promised myself I would never do that."
"So if that means that you and I break up, then so be it Natasha, I'll do it," he tells her, "My child will not grow up in a toxic household."
"Okay," she agrees, tears in her eyes, "I promise I will be better."
"Don't promise me Nat, just show me."
Two and a half weeks later Bucky found himself rushing an in-labor Natasha to the hospital, it was a quick k10 minute drive from their apartment. He quickly called his mom as the nurses wheeled Natasha away, with Bucky following.
Bucky's mom arrives within the next 10 minutes, as the nurses begin to prep Natasha in her hospital room.
Bucky sent a quick text to Steve and Sam, letting them know it was showtime and that he'll call them once the baby is here.
"How's Mama doing?" The doctor asked while entering the room, quickly taking her spot at the foot of the bed to examine Natasha.
"It hurts," Nat cried, as Bucky tried to soothe her.
"I know, but unfortunately you were too far dilated when you arrived, that it's too late for the epidural," the doctor softly explains, "But the good news is I feel Baby's head, so it's time to go."
Natasha looked over at Bucky, completely scared.
"It's okay," he assured her, "I'm right here. Everything's going to be okay."
He leaned down an placed a soft kiss to her lips, helping her relax a bit.
"Ready?" The doctor looks up at Natasha.
"Yes," Natasha nodded, grabbing a hold of Bucky and his mom's hands on either side of her.
10 minutes later, a soft cry was heard in the room. Bucky quickly glanced over to where the doctor was had finished pulling the baby out.
"Congrats Mommy and Daddy, it's a girl," she announced.
"A girl?" Bucky whispered in awe, tears filling his eyes. He looked over at Natasha, who looked a lot paler in color.
"Nat?" He called out for her.
Her eyes fluttered shut, her limbs went limp, and all the monitors started to go crazy.
The doctor quickly cut the umbilical chord and handed the baby off to an awaiting nurse.
"What's going on?" Bucky panicky asked.
"Get them out," the doctor told a nurse, ignoring Bucky's question.
A nurse quickly escorted Bucky and his mom out of the room.
"She's going to be okay right?" He asked his mom, tears streaming down his face.
"I don't know honey," she honestly said, wrapping her arms around her son. She never thought the first hug they shared after him becoming a father would be like this.
She continued to hold him, soothing him as she made silent prayers pleading for Natasha's safety.
10 minutes later. The same 10 minutes it took for them to arrive to the hospital. The same 10 minutes it took Natasha to bring their daughter into the world, the door opened.
Bucky quickly pulled apart from his mom to see the doctor walking out of the room.
The doctor's face was filled with sorrow. Bucky's mom immediately put her head down, already knowing the outcome.
"How is she?" Bucky asked.
"Mr. Barnes, Natasha had a postpartum hemorrhage, due to issues with her placenta," the doctor carefully explains, "Unfortunately, there was too much blood loss. We weren't able to save her. She died."
Bucky immediately broke down, his mom quickly caught him. The doctor placed a reassuring hand on his back.
He quickly pulled away after a couple of minutes, "The baby. How's the baby?"
"She's good. They took her to get checked just as a safety procedure," the doctor tells him, "She's on the pediatric floor. Would you like to meet her?"
"Yeah," he says, then pauses, "What about Natasha?"
"We can come get you to say goodbye once we get her cleaned," the doctor tells him.
"Okay, thank you," he says.
The doctor takes him and his mom to the pediatric floor. The walk was silent. No one knowing what to say. Bucky was no longer crying, but he felt numb the entire short walk. The doctor knocked quietly on a door, before opening.
"Doctor Monroe, this is Mr. Barnes, the baby's father," the doctor said, before stepping aside to let Bucky in, "Mr. Barnes, I'll have someone come get you when it's time."
"Okay, thank-you," he nodded his head.
"Are you ready to meet your daughter?" Doctor Monroe asked, Bucky nodded his head.
"Meet your Daddy baby girl," the doctor said, gently handing the baby over to Bucky.
Bucky looked down at the small baby in his arms. He was instantly overcome with so many different emotions. The doctor walked out of the room, while Bucky's mom watched from outside threw the window.
"Hi baby girl," he whispered, sniffling back his tears, "You're so beautiful. I'm your dad. And boy am I lucky that you chose me to be your Dad. I always imagined this day would've turned out a lot differently. But life sure knows how to throw some real curveballs."
"Your mom would've loved you," he paused, letting it all sink in. His daughter will have to grow up without a mother. No little girl should have to be without a mom.
"I'm so sorry," he cried, as the baby was lulled to sleep, "I am so sorry your mom won't be able to physically be here. I am so sorry you'll have to grow up without her. No one should have to grow up without a parent. And trust me, I know what that's like. But lucky for us, I had the greatest pleasure of being raised by the most strongest and kindest mother. She taught me everything I know. Your grandma is the best lady you will ever meet. Lucky for us because god knows we're going to be needing her a lot.
"But you and I are incredibly fortunate that we won't ever be alone. We have so many people who care about us. You'll have all the female leadership you can ever need. We can do this," he strongly said to the sleeping baby, "You and I. We can do this. And I promise you this, that no matter what happens, you will always have me. You're stuck with me for the rest of your life. My love for you is greater than anything, anyone I've ever loved. My love for you will always be easy and unconditional. You'll never have to prove your worth to me. You're worth more to me than you can ever possibly imagine. I love you."
Bucky placed a soft kiss to his daughter's forehead. The first kiss he will ever give her, but definitely not the last.
There was a soft knock at the door, he gently called for the person to come in.
His mom quietly opened and closed the door behind her, stepping to her son's side.
"She's beautiful," she smiled down at the little baby.
"She really is," Bucky beamed. He looked over at his mom and noticed she was holding a clipboard, "What's that?"
"Birth certificate," she tells him, "One of the nurses gave it to me. They said there's no rush to fill it out. You have time."
"Here, I can do that," he said gently holding the baby out for her to take.
"Are you sure?" She asked, switching with him.
"Yeah, I have a name anyways."
"What is it?" She looked over at the name written down:
Poppy James Barnes.
[flashback]
After that talk Bucky had with Natasha, he noticed a serious change in her attitude. She was beginning to be more relaxed and more selfless. Bucky felt a tiny weight lifted off his shoulder. Hoping that these changes in her personality would stay.
"So what do you think about James for a boy?" Natasha asked one night, as she and Bucky made dinner together in their small kitchen.
"For a middle name?" He asked confused.
"No, his first name."
"Oh," he paused, "I actually have never liked the idea of giving a child their parents' name. I feel like it doesn't really give them a chance to be their own person. If their parent is successful then they feel the stress of always having to live up to that. And if their parent is crap then they're forever stuck with that reminder of that person."
"That makes sense," she agreed, understanding where he was coming from,
"Then how about James for the middle name. Whether it's a boy or girl."
"I would actually really like that," he smiled at her, "I would like that a lot."
They gathered up their own plates, and sat at their small round table.
"So what other names have you come up with?" Bucky asked her as he took a bite of his chicken.
"Truthfully, I haven't found any good names. All the girls keep making suggestions and they're way too out there," she tells him, "I don't want them to have a name that's too hard to pronounce or spell."
Natasha's phone started to ring, Bucky got up to grab it for her from the living room. By the time he handed it over to her it stopped ringing.
"What kind of flower is that?" He asked her, noticing her phone's Lock Screen background.
"The California Poppy," she tells him.
"Why do you have that as your background?"
"Well my mom was actually from California," she says, "She met my Dad when they both went to Harvard. They fell in love, so she decided to stay out here on the East Coast.
"The only clear memory I have from her was all the stories she used to tell me about poppy season. How the color just made everything so lively. Her parents would take her every season. I remember seeing all the photos of her as a child surrounded by all the flowers. We looked a like as children," she fondly smiled,
"She always talked about taking me to go see them, but she and Dad were always so busy. Then she got sick and there just wasn't a way for us to go. My grandparents tried to get some out here but it was too late. I never did get to see the poppies."
Natasha was silent for a moment, letting what she said sink in. She's never told anyone that story before, the memory would always make her sad. But now sitting here with Bucky, pregnant with their child, for the first time in her life her mother's death didn't bring her such sadness. She could smile at the memory and know she had the utmost best time with her mother, even if it was short lived, she knew her mother loved her. And she can't wait to shower that love onto the baby inside of her, once they were out.
"We should go," Bucky says, "Once the baby is here we should go when it's poppy season. Plus it'd be nice seeing Steve and Liz's life out west."
"Yeah, that sounds nice," her eyes teared up, seeing how generous this man was in front of her, "I'd really love that."
"Poppy, that's cute," Winifred smiled.
"Yeah, Nat would've loved it."
"They said if you were ready, you can say your goodbyes," she carefully said.
"Okay, you're good with her?"
"Yeah. Do you want me to go with you? The nurses can watch Poppy."
"No. I'd feel much better if she was with family," he tells her, "I'll be fine mom. I can do this."
He gave her a kiss on the cheek before leaving the room.
"Take all the time you need," the nurse told Bucky, as she led him to the room Natasha's body was in.
"Thank you," he quietly said.
She opened the door for him, and he carefully stepped inside.
He walked closer to the body on the bed. He immediately started crying at the sight of her lifeless body.
"God Nat," he cried, "I am so sorry. We never even discussed the possibility of this ever happening. I never even thought of this happening. God I don't know how I am going to ever do this alone. I never imagined myself ever raising a child alone."
He takes a moment to catch his breath.
"She's beautiful Nat, so incredibly beautiful," he tells her, "I wish you would've been able to see her. Hold her. I'm going to make sure she knows everything about you. There's not going to be a day where she doesn't know about her mother."
"When poppy season arrives I'm going to make sure to take her. Every year," he wipes away a tear, "Oh, I also named her Poppy. For you. For your mom. I promise I won't let you down. She's going to have the best life ever. I'll make sure of that. Thank-you for everything you've given me. I truly did love you. Goodbye Natasha."
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Age: 22
Location: CA
Year: May 2016
The car comes to a stop, parking in a spot next to a bunch of other cars. Bucky, Liz, and Steve get out of the car. Steve and Liz grab a few things from the trunk, while Bucky gets the smiley baby out of the car seat. Bucky places the baby into the stroller, Steve had gotten out. The three of them began to walk towards the field of poppies.
"Wow, there's a lot this year," Liz says, "Do you want to take her out?"
"Yeah, I'll grab her," Bucky says grabbing Poppy.
He walked ahead of Liz and Steve, taking in the moment with his daughter.
"Look at all the poppies," he whispers to the almost eight month old. She had a huge smile on her face taking in the sight around her.
She was making some babbling sounds, as if to agree with her dad.
The weather was perfect. The sun shining down on them, it wasn't too hot or too cold. Bucky just stared at the flowers, with a peaceful feeling washing over him.
The last few months haven't been the easiest, but he was making it. They both were making it. Being here, gave him the reassurance that he was doing good. He could feel Natasha's presence with him there. As if she was silently saying how proud she was of him.
"We're going to be fine," he said to Poppy, placing a kiss on her head.