#one of them is lilys great grandkid don’t worry about it

[photosyntheticfox]

If I had a dollar I wrote a whole ass background and timeline stretching back to ancestors for courier six that stretches before the war and includes FEV.

This is the third time I’ve done this. I’d have two dollars unintentionally.

[hopeshoodie]

It’s lily loving hours so I was wondering.... do you have any headcanons for her yet? I know we haven’t seen much yet but I might actually ditch her for AJ 👉👈

I don’t know why I let so many good asks sit for so long, but it absolutely is loving lily hours.

I just need to get it out of my system- I CALLED IT!! I said Lily was a car girl when she was first introduced, and now a few weeks later it’s been confirmed. I don’t think Lily really cares about body modifications or the typical ‘car guy’ obsessions like boosting and putting bigs rims on. She can do basic repairs like oil changes, tire replacements, tire patches, and pulling out a dent, but doesn’t really offer to do them for friends. She really likes the problem-solving aspects of it- getting a car that doesn’t run and working on it until it does. 

Building off of that, the reason she got into cars (other than shop class in school) was when her grandfather died and he willed her several old cars. He collected fancy cars but had a habit of leaving them untouched in old garages/behind his house, so when she got them they were moldy and filled with mice droppings and definitely didn’t run. She loved cleaning and reupholstering the interior, and getting them to the point where they’ll run- she definitely put more money and time into them than they were worth. But that really helped her work through her grief.

She has a really good relationship with her parents. I see her has either an only child or the oldest child with a younger brother. Growing up she was never a part of any clique, she just drifted from friend group to friend group. She did track, but also was a techie for theater and competed in academic decathlon. This is absolutely just me projecting, but when she finally found a robotics team that was the first time she felt like she had friends and a group she belonged to.

She’s always had a really unhealthy relationship with her best friends- since she’s such a grounded and calm person, she always ended up crushing on/spending time with her much louder and more dramatic best friend. She gives great advice, but always felt like she was living in their shadows. 

 She LOVES horror movies- psychological thrillers and home invasion ones especially- and collects memorabilia of her favorites. She’s not a big reader, so most of the books she has are hardcovers of scripts. At one point she wanted to write a movie script, and maybe she still will, but she gave up on that dream when she met some film majors and realized how awful they were. 

Out and proud lesbian, babey. I saw this tiktok where a mom was like ‘I thiiiiink my 7 year old might turn out to be a lesbian/bisexual because she always talks about how pretty girls are. I want to have grandkids... Would it be weird for me to start a savings account specifically for IVF or fertility stuff? Just so if she ever wants that, there’s one less thing to worry about?’ and I think that’s... That’s the sweetest shit ever and her parents definitely did that. She still doesn’t know, they’re waiting until she proposes to tell her. 

She’s got a really pithy sense of humor, and she’s great and remembering moments then referencing them later. 

The wooooorst singer but she loves music so much. She’s not embarrassed about being bad at singing and will belt in any car/karaoke bar. If someone makes fun of her, she acts like it doesn’t bother her but it definitely hurts more than she wants it to.  

She’s always been pretty sheltered and privileged and never took the humanities courses to realize she has a lot of work to do. She really needs to work on this, but she gets defensive if anyone tells her “that thing you did was classist”. 

She doesn’t drink coffee or soda regularly, so if she ever has a cup it makes her really jittery and anxious. That makes her avoid caffeinated drinks more and worsens the ‘problem’. She lowkey feels superior because she doesn’t need coffee to function.

The reason she got into the design program she’s in is because she read an article about Dean Kamen and his designs for advanced prosthetics that can respond to brain waves. She was so fascinated by it, and he graduated from the school she’d eventually apply to. Her special interest is accessibility in architecture and making public buildings accessible to disabled people. She fucking HATES hostile architecture. 

God I just love her a lot. She’s so honest and upfront about what she thinks, and she’s got so much integrity. She genuinely is a less-goofy Henrik and I just. The only character in S3 I think got a genuine personality (maybe Rafi but I haven’t done his route yet, and maybe Tai or Yasmin but they start to blend into the background if you don’t pick them)

[badwolf1988-blog]

Winter Snow: Chapter Fifteen

Author’s Note: Yes, a lot of native Hawaiians believe that it is unlucky to take lava rocks away from the islands. Bad luck is said to befall those who do take rocks home with them from Hawaii. Mauna Kea actually receives hundreds of returned rocks by mail every year from tourists that are experiencing bad luck after taking them. It is called the Curse of Pele. Look it up. Even if you DON’T believe in curses, it is extremely disrespectful to Hawaiian culture to take lava rocks or sand from the islands...so, please don’t do it.

“Will you marry me, Winter?”

Very slowly, I sat up to look at him. The steering wheel was now jabbing me in the spine but I was too stunned to care.

“You can’t be serious.” I shook my head.

“Why not?” He challenged.

He looked as relaxed as could be, reclined in his seat.

“We’re not ready.” I shook my head again.

He actually had to nerve to smirk at me. When the hell had my boyfriend become Draco Malfoy? Wait a minute...that explained everything! The Chapmans were really the Malfoy family using polyjuice potion! After Voldemort was defeated, they fled the wizarding world because everyone wanted to kill them.

“Sorry, Luna...but no. I think my family is screwed up enough all on its own, thanks.”

Fuck! I needed to get help. The thinking out loud shit really needed to stop.

“Why? I think it’s cute.”

Double fuck!

“And we are ready to get married.” Dakota brought the conversation back on track. “We already live like man and wife. We get up in the morning and you make breakfast while I take care of Granger and Malfoy. We take turns cleaning and cooking. We go grocery shopping together. Every week on payday, we sit down and budget our money together...speaking of wifely behavior...I’m pretty sure the only reason my parents know I’m alive half the time is because you make a point of calling every week and checking in. I haven’t signed a birthday or get well card since November because you do it for me. You haven’t shoveled snow or filled your own gas tank in just as long. This is all the behavior of an already married couple.”

Not once during his entire speech did he even lift his head.

“We’re too young! You just turned twenty-two and I’m only nineteen! A teenager!” I continued to argue as the steering wheel continued to dig into my back.

“Lily Potter was only eighteen when she married James Potter. By the time she was your age, she was already pregnant with Harry.” That damn Malfoy smirk was back on his face. “Severus Snape was only twenty-one when Lily died and he pledged his life to fighting the Dark Lord and keeping her son safe. Age is a state of mind and what you make it. It only matters if you let it matter.”

Damn him! He had (accurately) used Harry Potter against me!

“Dakota, you’re only asking because you’re pissed off at your grandpa.”

It was the last negative argument that I had even though I was pretty sure it wasn’t true. Why was I fighting this so hard? Why did I have to be the patronus to the dementor of my own happiness? When I thought of my future, Dakota was always the husband that I saw by my side. My imaginary children all had his dark brown, almond shaped eyes. Why was I letting my age hold me back?

Dakota reached up a hand and ran it over his face before he huffed, “Look in the glove compartment. That’s where Dad said he hid it.”

Curiously, and with a great deal of contorting myself in directions I wasn’t meant to go, I leaned over and opened the glove compartment. Shifting aside some insurance papers, I found...a ring box.

Picking it up, almost like it was made of glass, I moved back to my position straddling Dakota’s lap and just stared at the box.

“Open it,” He bounced his lap one time to get my attention.

Taking a deep breath, I opened the lid...and found the weirdest looking ring that I have ever seen. The silver band was inlaid with some kind of wood and there were three stones - a large diamond in the center, flanked by two smaller diamonds.

“The band is made with Hawaiian koa wood.” He explained. “I knew you wouldn’t want a traditional ring so I had this made. This way you could always carry a little piece of the islands we came from. I had thought about a lava stone...but I was scared of pissing off Pele.”

I couldn’t have held back the tears if I had tried. One minute, I was trying to think of any excuse I could to get out of marrying Dakota, the next I’m sobbing harder than when I found out Alan Rickman died.

“Damn, baby, come here.” He took the ring box from my hand and set it on the passenger seat before pulling me down to lay against his chest as he wrapped his well-muscled arms around me. “I didn’t mean to upset you, Winter.” He dropped a kiss to my forehead. “I just wanted you to know that I was already thinking about marrying you. A friend of Jamie’s made the ring and I was going to ask you on your birthday. I even have you dad’s permission.”

“I’m not mad at you and you didn’t upset me. I’m just made at myself.” I admitted as my tears continued to flow all over his nice blue dress shirt.

“Why are you mad at yourself, sweetie?” He ran a hand up and down my neck and my tears slowly started to ease up.

“Because I know you’re right. We pretty much are already married.” I spoke into his shirt as a few tears still managed to escape. “Even our parents know we are meant to be together. When I think of our future...I see us married. I see a bunch of kids driving me crazy as I homeschool them. I want to marry you. The only reason I’m saying no is because I’m worried about the rest of the world...a world that’s never accepted me. I’m letting what society thinks control me. That’s why I’m mad at myself.”

“This is your chance to break the hold that society has on you.” He held me tight and leaned down to whisper in my ear. “Say, ‘fuck the world’ and marry me, Winter.”

I broke out of the hold that he had on me and sat up so I could look him in the eyes.

“Yes,” I nodded.

I went to reach for the ring but Dakota already had it in his hand and was removing my Claddagh ring and replacing it with koa ring.

I moved the Claddagh ring to my right hand before leaning down for a kiss.

“I love you, Winter.” He whispered against my lips when we parted for air.

“I love you, Dakota,” I responded, suddenly wishing that the two of us were in a locked room with a box of condoms and a bed.

“You know the beach is deserted and there’s a blanket in the backseat.” He must have read my mind but we still had a problem.

“We don’t have any condoms, baby.” I groaned.

I really needed to go on the pill.

“I’m willing to take the chance if you are.” He shrugged.

“Dakota, this is a gamble where if we lose...we end up with a baby...as in another human being we would be responsible for.” I pointed out the obvious. “Once again, I will point out...you are twenty-two and I’m only nineteen.”

“I wouldn’t think of a baby with the woman I love as losing.” Dakota shook his head. “I’d think if it as a blessing. Money wouldn’t be a problem. My brief stint on reality TV paid pretty well and I have my trust fund from my dad. Your parents pay us more than the living wage and we barely have any expenses living on resort property. We could easily afford to remodel the second bedroom in the cabin to turn it into a nursery. Your mom would be over the moon to have a grandkid and would give both of us plenty of time off.” He had clearly thought about this before. “And who cares how old we are? Lily Potter had Harry when she was twenty. Princess Diana was twenty when she had Prince William. My mom was eighteen when she had me. Are you going to let society say when we can have a baby?”

Well, when he put it that way, it made me want to try and have his baby. Me being me...I told him so.

“I’m game, Winter.” He reached up and cupped my cheek. “I really don’t want to wait if you don’t. I want to be a dad. I want to make you a mom.”

I almost started crying again. How did I get lucky enough to find the Harry to my Ginny?

“Can we get married this summer? Here on the islands?” I asked.

Hawaii was a spiritual place. The place that we had both taken our first breaths. Our first steps had been taken on Hawaiian soil. The everlasting symbol of our love that Dakota had just placed on my finger was a piece of Hawaii herself. It was only right that our marriage start in this beautiful, magical place.

“Of course we can, sweetie.” He ran a hand through my hair. “This is where I was hoping to marry you.”

“I want to have your baby,” I told him as I caught his hand and kissed the palm. “Not because we don’t have a condom. I want to keep trying after tonight. I want a family with you...only with you.”

He pulled me down and kissed me hard.

“I’ll grab the blanket...hop up.” He lightly smacked my ass when we parted.

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