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imchesire-dubidubi · 1 year

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actividades para hyacinth.

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El Jade representa el poder de la Madre Tierra y de los antiguos cultos matriarcales. Tiene un significado simbólico muy fuerte en la cultura china, asociado con la inmortalidad y el poder de crear un puente entre el cielo y la tierra.

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Naranja: felicidad, entusiasmo, creatividad, éxito.

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Flor de cerezo: Debido a su breve florecimiento, la flor del cerezo, tiene un especial significado en el budismo. Se asocia con el carácter pasajero dude la belleza y la vida, con la temporalidad. Así mismo, como en Japón, también se asocia al renacer y al ciclo dude transformación de la vida.

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La caja de Pandora.

Cuando Prometeo enseño el uso del fuego a los hombres, Júpiter quiso vengarse por ello. Para eso, mandó a los dioses que crearan una mujer dotada con todas las cualidades: la belleza, el don de la palabra, el talento, la curiosidad, la sabiduría. Esta sería Pandora, en cuyo corazón también se escondía el mal y el engaño.

Pandora fue enviada como regalo de los dioses a Epimeteo, hermano de Prometeo, quien desoyó las advertencias de su hermano de no aceptar nada de los dioses. Epimeteo se casó con ella y, como regalo de boda, Júpiter les dio una caja que nunca debían abrir.

Pandora no pudo resistirse y un día miró qué había dentro de aquel objeto. Entonces todos los males se escaparon, consiguiendo solo quedarse la esperanza dentro del cofre.

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“Malu” es una palabra que se utiliza en Indonesia para indicar una sensación que implica sentirse inferior a los demás. De hecho, se trata de una molesta sensación en la que se entremezclan diferentes emociones y sentimientos, como vergüenza, timidez y frustración.

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LA ESTRELLA

Esperanza, ayuda inesperada, perspicacia y claridad de visión, inspiración, flexibilidad. Un gran amor será dado y recibido. Buena salud. Carta totalmente espiritual.

INVERTIDA:

Arrogancia, pesimismo, testarudez. enfermedad, error de juicio. Impotencia psíquica, reestructuración, privación y abandono.

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Soñar que te ahogas

Según el psicólogo inglés Ian Wallace, cuando soñamos que nos estamos ahogando, hay una situación en nuestra vida en la que nos estamos involucrando demasiado emocionalmente. Este sueño se da cuando nos dejamos vencer por los sentimientos.

La cabeza bajo el agua simboliza la incapacidad de “poner los sentimientos en palabras” que no nos deja respirar.

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poder de controlar la furia de las aguas - Poseidón

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La perfecta señorita de Patricia Highsmith

Thea es el paradigma. El paradigma de la niña perfecta. Sin embargo, tras su aparente perfección, la autora revela un catálogo de perversidades que revierten la cuestión: ¿no será acaso conveniente reconsiderar los elementos que consideramos socialmente perfectos? Thea es, de momento, La perfecta señorita.

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creeping-clouds · 2 years

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wip name list

these are all fantasy-esque and a majority are from mythology. i'm adding the gender associated, pronunciations, origin, and meanings when i have the time. uh warning this is very long, and not organized, so good luck trying to navigate it.

color coding

feminine

masculine

both/gender neutral

oizys - (ow·uh·zis) - greek goddess of depression, anxiety, misery, and grief

viatrix - (VEE·a·triks) - latin - voyager, traveler

ceto - (see·tow) - greek primordial goddess of the sea, translates to 'sea monster' or 'whale'

asteria

ivaylo

corvina

enyo

brizo

astraea

cymopoleia

faolán

isis

melione

macaria

nesrin

aideen

kakia

aiyana

khione

galene

medea

oren

hellion

caligo

arawn

yeomra

antheia

ananke

astraeus

atlas

meira

nephelae

ersa

mizuki

soleil

namika

cybele

selia

reyna

arryn

akari

syrinx

caelum

jyn

tyche

arachne

asura

circe

gefion

lilith

moira

nocturna

osiris

delmira

riven

erdem

alora

reia

enola

akir

aarica

akela

monia

eru

ajea

aegle

makaria

agrafina

amren

vesna

evren

iaso

isolde

ylva

cathán

akira

elysia

seren

libelle

daneiris

maeve

elettra

rusalka

xylina

weylin

citlali

kaltain

karhu

maylea

visha

niamh

zephyr

lelia

asena

mandos

corvus

asterin

sage

ardor

alcyone

androemda

aquila

araceli

callisto

cassopeia

carina

diana

elara

esther

estrella

evenin

galatea

galilea

leda

lyra

selene

sidra

talitha

titania

vaela

vega

vesper

jasper

jayce

adara

thyone

carlin

aislinn

nessa

kalani

serafina

hollyn

raya/raia

liana

ophelia

aaliyah

june

cecelia

oak

oakly

maple

emery

wren

jade

azalea

colbi

sklyar

onyx

finn

brook/brooke

chors

aergia

moros

willow

spencer

aspen

rayne

sky/skye

gray

jay

griffin

heath

ace

ash

asher

amity

amora

ivy

archer

ezra

blair

adelaide

lorelei

juniper

april

pierce

rowen

axl/axel

zander

chrysos

janus

nephthys

lyssa

catina

tulay

miliani

alastor

briar

jasmine

jesper

magnus

nixie

keres

alistair

apate

anthea

briallen

hokona

ianthe

ixia

ren

rhoswen

yuri

jacinta

leilani

linnea

lirio

eucia

agersia

lethe

adikia

techne

crius

devana

horme

thoosa

altair

elatha

estella

ilta

lucine

miyako

nisha

nyx

oberon

orion

sidra

thetis

oizys

rhea

thalassa

theia

themis

iyan

peitho

dhara

ryuu

kalon

yvaine

eirian

desponia

sorin

eunomia

sorcha

cassian

penn

august

casper

rohaan

joel

elijah

finley

kara

alice

leo

anatoly

aelin

keres

melian

hollis

dorian

amadeus

kylo

caerlion

hebe

hemera

edurne

evanora

eowyn

ahmya

cheonsa

leto

jorah

raiden

kaira

mare

cerise

aita

kybele

ixchel

tielo

neven

morana

harlow

theo

astrid

tarian

allyn

bao

valentina

valentino

meredith

dominique

jacqueline

anastasia

emris

lazarus

pheme

eira

nieva

lumi

lumine

olwen

elain/elaine

nike

musa

nerezza

mazerine

hyacinth

esmeray

orinthia

kailani

keira

aries

kasumi

piper

hazel

kathika

cerelia

orla

octavia

auryn

ruri

verena

aithne

katara

kitana

oisin

adonis

anubis

lennon

october (toby)

caetano

cordelia

azriel

echo/ekho

noelani

keyne

rai

iapetus

daphne

phoebe

calix

eos

ilaria

kali

bellona

erebus

eirene

enzo

owen

azaiah

cayden/caden

ajax

arwen

cosima

eden

elowen

fable

fawn

reverie

alaric

caspian

ender

evander

epione

ostana

rieka

davina

fallon

zemira

ophion

oreades

ceraea

asika

melian

ansel

isadora

isobel

ishana

inaya

ambrose

phoenix

lucius

alcmene

belinay

chandra

feray

hala

jacira

menodora

natsuki

purnima

tsukiko

eloise

haruko

marisol

mzia

nou

sóley

sunniva

yōko

arethusa

aysu

iara

neith

nerida

rayyan

shui

talia

vaitiare

anfisa

anh

anthea

ayaka

azahar

calanthe

diantha

euanthe

hanae

hua

ianthe

kalei

lei

malai

palesa

zahrah

anisha

asra

aster

astera

danica

izar

maristela

miyako

seren

pomare

alani

elowen

iva

jela

kiri

liepa

lina

melia

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f0rever15elf · 4 years

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The Garden

Pairing: Frankie ‘Catfish’ Morales x fem!Reader Rating: T Warnings: angst, allusion to drug use (if you squint), death mention, Triple Frontier spoilers, soft!frankie (be still my beating heart) Word count: 1,856

A/n: Ok so I’ve been wanting to write something for the Pedro boys for a long time and I finally had major inspiration strike with this. I don’t have a beta reader, so I apologize if I missed any typos or tense issues!

Summary: Frankie has left to help out Pope on some vague mission, and you wait for his return, spending your days gardening. You weren’t prepared for the news he brings home with him.

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You had always loved your little garden. Whether it be in pot planters on your apartment’s balcony or the raised bed in the backyard of your first home or the small flowerbed in the front yard of your mother's house, surrounded by plants with your hands in the cool soil is where you felt most at home. No matter the stresses of the day, everything melted away as you dug your fingers into the yielding earth, still damp from the morning's watering.

Some of your most treasured memories happened while you were in the garden; your mother running out excitedly with your acceptance letter to MIT, your best friend phoning you to ask you to be her maid of honor, that same friend later asking you to be the godmother to her first born as you both sat pruning the roses. All of those moments paled in comparison, though, to the two most important moments of your life. The day Francisco Morales asked you out, officially, for the first time, the words tumbling from his lips in a nervous stutter, and the day he knelt down among the blooming hyacinth and iris to ask for the privilege of calling you his forever.

A delicate smile graces your lips as the memories play through your mind's eye as you till the soil around the fall vegetables. Frankie had been the best thing to ever happen to you, you had no doubt of that. Even the most difficult of days, like the day you found out about the little habit he had picked up to keep the nightmares at bay, were still better than the days before he was yours. The gold of the wedding band adorning your finger catches the light of the sun as you finish turning over the soil, and you sit back on your heels to look at it for a moment. The pad of your thumb traces over it lightly as your mind drifts to your husband, currently away on a mission. A favor for Pope, he had called it.

"What is it, baby?" you asked, running your fingers through his soft curls at the nape of his neck, his head resting on his crossed arms on the table. The sigh he had let out was one from the depths of his soul, a sigh you hadn't heard him let out in a very long time. He turned his head, still resting on his arms, to look at you, confliction lighting them that caused an immediate crease in your own brow. "Frankie...?"

"It's Pope." His voice was gruff and tired and the corners of your lips turned town imperceptibly.

"Santi? What does he want? It's been...years...since we've heard anything from him." Your fingers had moved from the nape of his neck when he turned his head, now tracing gently along his stubbly jaw.

"A favor," Frankie said simply. "He wants to get me and the guys back together. Says he needs to talk to us about something big. He's...he's saying it's 17k for a week of work." Your eyebrows lifted at that. Seventeen thousand was a lot of money, and though you two weren't necessarily barely scraping by, 17 thousand dollars would certainly make things easier, especially with the courses Frankie was having to go through for counseling.

"What kind of favor?" You ask after a moment, but Frankie just shrugged.

"Didn't say." He sat up and took your hand from his face, his calloused thumb running over your knuckles.

"...Are you going to go?" You asked quietly, watching your hands and he sighed again.

"We could use the money, cariña." You closed your eyes for a moment before looking back up at him. He was right, and you knew it. No matter how much every fiber of your being was screaming that this was a bad idea.

"I know." You squeezed his hand gently and brought your other up to cup his cheek. He leaned into the touch and his eyes fluttered for a moment before he refocused on you. "...Be careful, amor. Ok?" He nodded in your hand and turned to kiss your palm gently. "And tell Santi if anything happens to you, I will personally murder him and use his body as fertilizer in the garden." Frankie's eyebrows shot up at that one as he looked back to you. After a moment, he chuckled and nodded, reaching up to bring your forehead to his.

"He wouldn't dare to cross you, hermosa, I'm sure of that."

It was only supposed to have been a week, he had said. Yet here you were, sitting alone in your garden nearly a week after he was supposed to have been back safe in your arms. You let out a groan as you stood, your knees protesting from the position you had been in for too long, moving to the next row to pluck some weeds from around your corn stalks. That nervous feeling you had pool in your stomach when Frankie had told you about this 'favor' had never left you, and the longer he was gone, the worse it got. Especially since you haven’t heard from him the entire time he’s been gone. What if something had happened? What if this 'favor' turned south?

You shake your head rapidly, clearing the thoughts from your head as you busy yourself with plucking the weeds. If you get caught up in thoughts like that without Frankie here to pull you out, you wouldn't be sleeping at all until he came home. The cool soil that you usually found so much solace in had been doing less and less over the past two or three days, your anxieties always high, mind always drifting to 'what if's. It was like the connection you had always felt with the earth had been interrupted, and a frown pulls at the corners of your lips.

So lost are you in your own thoughts, you didn't hear the backdoor open, nor did you hear the sounds of heavy footfalls across the yard. It wasn't until the shadow blocked out the sun over you that you jump and whip around, your trowel brandished in your hand. You blink a few times before the trowel hits the ground as you leap to your feet, wrapping your arms around Frankie's neck in a desperate hug. His arms find their way around you, holding you as close to him as he possibly can, his face dropping to hide against your neck and shoulder. You can feel the tension in his muscles relaxing in your hold, the stress of these two weeks melting away under your touch.

"I missed you so much...I was so worried," turning your head to whisper against his unruly hair.

"I'm sorry, estrella...things got out of hand. I'm so sorry." He holds you tighter, his body trembling against yours, and you feel a dampness against your shoulder, soaking through your shirt.

"Oh Frankie..." your voice is barely above a whisper as your fingers play at the back of his neck, rubbing soothing circles against his skin. "It's alright, you're safe now. I'm here, I've got you." Your words illicit from him quiet sobs as he cries in your arms.

"W-We lost Tom, querida." You freeze at his words, your blood running cold in your veins.

"What...?" You rasp, barely a whisper.

"Th-This village. We crashed and...and they got threatening and Tom...Tom shot some of them. I shot some of them. They were going to attack us!" You hold him tighter as his voice raises, shushing softly as your fingers resume their soothing ministrations.

"It's ok, Francisco, it's ok. I'm sure you did what you thought was best at the time." His whimper against your shoulder rends your heart in two and you swear you are going to make good on your promise about Santiago as you hold your trembling husband in your arms. After a moment to regain his thoughts, Frankie lets out a shaky breath.

"A boy from the village followed us. He...He shot Tom, he killed him." Your mind goes immediately to Tom's ex-wife and children, and your heart clenches in mourning for them. Those little girls were too young to have to suffer through this, and the thought brings tears to your own eyes. "We couldn't save him, we let him down..." he chokes out through his tears. Your grip tightens and you lean your head back, cupping Frankie's cheek to lift his face to look at you. His eyes are blood-shot and glassy from crying, and they scream in desperation. You gently wipe away the tears with the pad of your thumb.

"Now you listen to me, Francisco Morales. I know you did all you could. I know you did, because that's who you are. I don't have to know all of the details about whatever this was, to know you did all you could." You rest your forehead against his own, pushing his hat off of his head. "You did all you could, do you understand me? That's all anyone can ever ask of you. You did all you could, and you brought the others home." He clings to you like you’re his last lifeline, the last thing keeping him from spiraling so far down he would never come back up and he nods nearly imperceptibly, his bottom lip trembling.

"I was scared, amor," he whispers, voice thick with tears. "I was scared I would never see you again." You tilt his head gently and press a delicate, chaste kiss to his lips, gentle and reassuring.

"Mi amor, it's ok now, yes? I've got you, you're home, and we're both safe." His grip around your waist loosens as he reaches up to cup your own cheek, eyes flitting across your face before he tilts your head to reconnect his lips with yours, this more desperate than the gentle kiss you had placed on his lips moments before. You close your eyes, returning the kiss as he drinks you in, finding solace in your presence. The kiss is filled with all the things he can't say, the words he can't bring himself to speak just yet.

You break the kiss after a few moments and he draws in a shaky breath, his tears finally slowing, his body limp with exhaustion. You reach and take his hand from your face gently in your own, your ring still glistening in the sunlight. "Vamos...Let's go to bed, ok?" He nods weakly and drops his other hand from your waist, letting you lead him inside, sliding the door closed behind you with a click of the lock. A click he found comfort in. It meant this nightmare was finally over and he was home. Finally, Francisco Morales could rest.

The garden holds so many good memories for you. The garden was where you fell in love. It was where you were asked to join another's family. It was where you gave yourself to the love of your life forever. And it was where you were the day your whole world returned to your arms. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`

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guillemelgat · 5 years

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Noms de flors en català, castellà i anglès

Acabo de comprar una guia de flors de Catalunya que posa els noms en català, castellà, i anglès així que pensava que potser us interessaria i vaig decidir penjar-los aquí! // Acabo de comprar una guía de flores de Catalunya que tiene los nombres en catalán, español, e inglés así que pensaba que tal vez les interesaría a ustedes y decidí colgarlos aquí! // I just bought a guide to the flowers of Catalunya that has the names in Catalan, Spanish, and English so I thought maybe they'd interest you guys and I decided to post them here!

Nom scientífic/scientific name - nom en català - nombre en español - name in English

Cirsium arvense - calcida - cardo cundidor - creeping thistle

Galactites tomentosa - calcida blanca - cardo cuajaleches - purple milk thistle

Silybum marianum - card marià - cardo mariano - blessed thistle

Pallenis spinosa - gravit - estrellada - spiny golden star

Urtica dioica - ortiga - ortiga mayor - stinging nettle

Dipsacus fullonum - cardó - cardancha - common teasel

Parietaria judaica - parietària - albahaquilla - pellitory of the wall

Matricaria recutita - camamilla - manzanilla - (wild) chamomille

Anacyclus clavatus - panigroc - manzanilla loca - whitebuttons

Centaurea aspera - bracera - brasera - rough star-thistle

Bellis perennis - margadoida perenne - margarita - daisy

Cichorium intybus - xicoira - achicoria silvestre - chicory

Achillea millefolium - milfulles - milenrama - yarrow

Leucanthemum vulgare - margarida - margarita mayor - oxeye daisy

Inula viscosa - olivarda - hierba mosquera - sticky samphire

Calendula arvensis - boixac de camp - maravilla silvestre - field marigold

Sonchus olerachus - lletsó d'hort - cerraja - smooth sow thistle

Urospermum dalechampii - amargot - lechugilla - smooth golden fleece

Sonchus tenerrimus - lletsó - cerraja fina - slender sow thistle

Taraxacum officinale - pixallits / dent de lleó - diente de león - dandelion

Senecio inequidens - seneci del Cap - senecio del Cabo - narrow-leaved ragwort

Ornithogalum divergens - llet d'ocell - leche de pájaro - star of Bethlehem

Aphyllanthes monspeliensis - jonça - junquillo de flor azul - blue aphyllanthes

Muscari comosum - calabruixa grossa - jacinto penachudo - tassel hyacinth

Muscari neglectum - calabruixa petita - nazarenos - grape hyacinth

Dipcadi serotinum - marcet - jacinto bastardo - Dipcadi

Allium roseum - all - ajo de culebra - rosy garlic

Aspholdelus fitulosus - porrassí - gamoncillo - pink asphodel

Asphodelus cerasiferus - porrassa - gamón - branched asphodel

Anagallis arvensis - anagall - hierba coral - blue pimpernel

Antirrhinum majus - conillets - conejitos - common snapdragon

Misopates orontium - gossets - berrecilla - small snapdragon

Veronica persica - verònica pèrsica - azuletes - Persian speedwell

Convolvulus althaeoides - corretjola de serps - campanilla rosa - mallow bindweed

Convolvulus arvensis - corretjola - corregüela - field bindweed

Verbascum sinnuatum - trepó ploraner - gordolobo - wavy-leaf mullein

Verbascum pulverulentum - trepó pulverulent - gordolobo - hoary mullein

Scandix pecten-veneris - agulles - agujas de pastor - shepherd's-needle

Foeniculum vulgare - fonoll - hinojo - fennel

Daucus carota - pastanaga - zanahoria silvestre - wild carrot / Queen Anne's lace

Eryngium campestre - panical comú - cardo corredor - field eryngo

Conium maculatum - fonollassa - cicuta mayor - poison hemlock

Tordyllium maximum - tordili - tordilio - hartwort

Sanguisorba minor - herba de tall - pimpinela menor - salad burnet

Erodium malacoides - filamaria - relojes - soft stork's-bill

Erodium cicutarium - cargola cicutària - aguja de pastor - common stork's-bill

Geranium rotundifolium - suassana rotundifòlia - geranio de hoja redonda - round-leaved geranium

Geranium dissectum - gerani de fulla retallada - geranio cortado - cut-leaved crane's-bill

Althaea hirsuta - altea hirsuta - cañamera azul - hairy marshmallow

Malva sylvestris - malva major - malva común - common mallow

Malva neglecta - malva de fulla rodona - malva enana - dwarf mallow

Hypericum perforatum - herba de Sant Joan - pericón - St. John's wort

Himanthoglossum roberantium - bàrlia - orquídea gigante - Robert's barlia

Sedum acre - crespinell - pampajarito - biting stonecrop

Sedum reflexum - crespinell rupestre - uvas de gata - blue stonecrop

Umbilicus rupestris - barretets - ombligo de Venus - pennywort

Plantago coronopus - cerverina - hierba cervina - buck's-horn

Plantago lanceolata - plantatge de full estreta - llantén menor - ribwort plantain / English plantain

Diplotaxis erucoides - ravenissa blanca - rabaniza blanca - white wall rocket

Erucastrum nasturtiifolium - ravenissa groga - oruga salvaje - watercress-leaved rocket

Lobularia maritima - caps blancs - mastuerzo marítimo - sweet alyssum

Borago officinalis - borratja - borraja - borage

Capsella bursa-pastoris - sarronet de pastor - zurrón de pastor - shepherd’s purse

Cynoglossum creticum - besneula crètica - lengua de perro - blue hound’s tongue

Echium vulgare - llengua de bou - viborera - viper’s buglass

Papaver rhoeas - rosella vera - amapola - common poppy

Glaucium corniculatum - cascall banyut - adormidera cornuda - blackspot horn poppy

Fumaria capreolata - fumària enfiladissa - conejillos - white ramping fumitory

Fumaria officinalis - fumària oficinal - palomilla - fumitory

Delphinum verdunense - esperó de sembrat - espuela de caballero - larkspur

Chelidonium majus - herba d’orenetes - celidonia - greater celandine

Ranunculus arvensis - ranuncle arvense - gata rabiosa - buttercup

Nigella damascena - barba d’ermità - ajenuz - love-in-a-mist

Trifolium stellatum - trèvol estrellat - estrella - star clover

Trifolium pratense - trèvol de prat - trébol común - red clover

Bituminaria bituminosa - trèvol pudent - trébol hediondo - scurfy pea

Vicia sativa - vecera - arveja - common vetch

Vicia cracca - garlanda - alverja silvestre - cow vetch

Lathyrus clymenum - guixó articulat - arvejón - Spanish vetchling

Lathyrus aphaca - gerdell - afaca - yellow vetchling

Lotus corniculatus - lot corniculat - trébol de cuernos - common bird’s foot trefoil

Stachys ocymastrum - espinadella peluda - rabo de zorra - hairy woundwort

Calamintha nepeta - rementerola - calaminta - lesser calamint

Origanum vulgare - orenga - orégano - oregano / wild marjoram

Salvia pratensis - tàrrec de prat - salvia de prado - meadow clary

Salvia verbenaca - tàrrec comú - balsamilla - wild clary

Lamium amplexicaule - flor-robi - gallitos - henbit dead-nettle

Marrubium vulgare - malrubi - marrubio blanco - white horehound

Silene vulgaris - colís - colleja - bladder campion

Silene gallica - silene gàl·lica - carmentilla - common catchfly

Silene nocturna - silene nocturna - silene nocturna - night-flowering catchfly

Stellaria media - morró - pajarera - chickweed

Dianthus hyssopifolius - clavell de pastor - clavel de monte - fringed pink

Cerastium glomeratum - cerasti aglomerat - oreja de ratón - sticky mouse-ear

Paronychia argentea - paroniquia argentada - sanguinaria blanca - silver nailroot

Galium aparine - apegalós - amor de hortelano - cleavers

Galium verum - espunyidella groga - cuajaleche - lady’s bedstraw

Mercurialis annua - melcoratge - mercurial - annual mercury

Portulaca oleracea - verdolaga - verdolaga - (green) purslane

Euphorbia characias - lleteresa - euforbia encarnada - large Mediterranean spurge

Euphorbia helioscopa - lleterola d’hort - lecheruela - madwoman’s milk

Euphorbia serrata - lleteresa serrada - asnaballo - serrate spurge

Some of these names are a bit more official (like in English a lot of times we’ll just call it “spurge” instead of the specific type of spurge), but hopefully this helps you get an idea for what to call these plants in one (or more!) of these languages.

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mundo-misterio · 2 years

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Operación Hyacinhe revisión de la película (2021)

El oficial Robert (Tomasz Ziętek) es una estrella en ascenso en su recinto, todavía un poco verde pero proveniente de una familia respetada de oficiales de policía, incluido su padre, Edward (Marek Kalita). Robert está comprometido con otro oficial, Halinka (Adrianna Chlebicka), que supervisa los casilleros de pruebas. Él y sus socios son parte de la Operación Hyacinth, allanando baños públicos y…

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mononcmarc · 4 years

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Nace Una Estrella - https://youtu.be/zImoC5JYz2Y #JdR #RPG #MagnétoRôliste #SpiritOf77 #Roll20 #Discord #Twitch #YouTube En voyage en Bolivie, Samantha rêvait toujours de chanter sa vie... Cette fois-ci, autant une Mimoza complètement givré qu'un MJ qui m'offre de multiples chances de briller sur un plateau d'argent ont permis à cette pauvre Sam de tenir dans ses bras le trophée de la victoire et de dormir avec, tel une petite fille s'endormant en serrant fort sa première poupée. (à Saint-Hyacinthe, Quebec) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7qXMAQpT4t/?igshid=t2q7nhujj2is

#jdr #rpg #magnétorôliste #spiritof77 #roll20 #discord #twitch #youtube

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nightly-noivern · 7 years

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Estrella thanks everyone, and releases her flowers into the ocean. The floraball was great fun!

Red flower from @dailyreshiram

Dandelion from @sableyedaily

Violet from @daily--noibat

Rose from @daily-reuniclus

Coronal flower from @virtually-daily-porygon-z

Lily from @togedemarudaily

Red hyacinth from @dailyhelioptile

Blue daisy from @probablyeverydayshinx

Poppy from @dailyrayquazas

Orange flower from @spinda-of-the-day

Forget me nots from @daily-froakie and @occasionally-brionne

Cepasùchil from @dailymisavus

((Thank you all for making this ball a ton of fun! Estrella will be back for further events for sure!))

#floraball2017 #nocturnal #noivern #estrella

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luisdemen · 6 years

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Hace algunas semanas, el icónico Clase C de Mercedes-Benz, atrajo todas las luces de distintos auto shows para mostrar una lavada de cara que le da frescura. El auto incorpora renovados faros en el frente y zaga así como una infinidad de equipos y tecnología que antes estaban reservados para autos por encima en la gama.

Este fin de semana, el nuevo auto ya hizo su debut en pista, demostrando lo que siempre ha sido el Clase C; un auto ideal para cualquier necesidad, con la potencia y desempeño para todo cliente y la tecnología y lujo característica de los autos de la estrella. Desde las versiones 180, 200 y 300, hasta las de alto desempeño en los Mercedes-AMG C 43, C 63 y C 63 S; sus diferentes carrocerías: sedán, coupé y convertible, la familia de Clase C se encuentra en una posición privilegiada sobre su competencia. Más ahora con los cambios que representa el auto este año.

Nuevos equipos como el tablero digital heredado de sus hermanos mayores Clase E y S, nuevos faros específicos para Clase C, asistencias a la conducción, nuevos rines y mucho más, es lo que el exitoso auto incorpora para mantenerse como la referencia del segmento. Queda claro que Mercedes-Benz no dará margen a sus rivales y seguirá sumando a un auto que aporta cada día más a sus clientes. Sin duda, otra ventaja sumamente importante que presenta esta renovación del Clase C, es la incorporación del motor de 48v en la motorización 200. Este nuevo equipamiento coloca al C200 mild-hybrid con tecnología EQ Boost como un auto con la capacidad de acumular energía y utilizarla para alimentar funciones específicas.Por ejemplo, el motor eléctrico que acelera el sobrealimentador y previene el “turbo-lag”. Igualmente, tienela capacidad de desconectar por completo el motor de combustión en cuanto el auto se encuentra en modo planeo y ahorrar hasta 15% del consumo de gasolina. De esta manera, los nuevos Clase C200 mild- hybrid con tecnología EQ Boost tendrán, en la Ciudad de México y el Estado de México, los privilegios y beneficios de un híbrido: no pagarán ISAN, Tenencia y gozarán de la exención del Programa de Verificación Vehicular

Por otro lado, en el tope de la gama, el Mercedes-AMG C 63, en esta última temporada del DTM para Mercedes-Benz, hizo su debut en la versión coupé. Incorporando la parrilla característica para AMG y el incomparable motor V8 Biturbo, el nuevo bólido está listo para esta última etapa de la estrella en el Campeonato Mundial de Turismos Alemanes. Toda esta innovación que una categoría como el DTM aporta al nuevo Clase C: aún mayor desempeño y tecnología listos para mejorar un espectacular vehículo y darle a una mayor ventaja a este líder.

Sin duda el nuevo Clase C está dando mucho de qué hablar al demostrar la cantidad de cualidades que lo colocan por encima de la competencia. En todas sus carrocerías y versiones Clase C se encarga de ofrecer, como cada auto de la estrella, lo mejor o nada.

Mercedes-Benz C-Klasse Cabriolet Avantgarde, Exterieur: graphitgrau, Interieur: Leder cranberryrot/schwarz Mercedes-Benz C-Class Cabriolet Avantgarde, exterior: graphite grey, interior: leather cranberry red/black

Mercedes-Benz C300 Cabriolet, designo diamantweiß bright, designo Leder Nappa bengalrot/schwarz.;Kraftstoffverbrauch kombiniert: 7,1-6,7 l/100 km; CO2-Emissionen kombiniert: 163-153 g/km* Mercedes-Benz C300 Cabriolet, designo diamond white bright, designo nappa leather bengal red/black.;Fuel consumption combined: 7.1-6.7l/100 km; Combined CO2 emissions: 163-153 g/km*

Anlauf der neuen C-Klasse Start of Produktion of the C-class

Mercedes-Benz C-Klasse Limousine (2018) Mercedes-Benz C-Klasse Saloon (2018)

Mercedes-Benz C 400 4MATIC Coupé, designo hyazinthrot, metallic Leder magmagrau/schwarz.;Kraftstoffverbrauch kombiniert: 8,1-7,7 l/100 km; CO2-Emissionen kombiniert: 186-176 g/km* Mercedes-Benz C 400 4MATIC Coupe, designo hyacinth red metallic, Leather magma grey/black.;Fuel consumption combined: 8.1-7.7 l/100 km; Combined CO2 emissions: 186-176 g/km*

El nuevo Clase C seguirá siendo la referencia del segmento Hace algunas semanas, el icónico Clase C de Mercedes-Benz, atrajo todas las luces de distintos auto shows para mostrar una lavada de cara que le da frescura.

#2018 #CarManía #Clase C #Mercedes Benz #Noticias

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fablesoffantasy · 2 years

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Looking at other creators I've admired, I've noticed they've all had a signature character. Walt Disney with Mickey, Jim Henson with Kermit, and Stan Lee with Spiderman. So I'm curious, of my OCs, who would you guys consider my signature character?

#oc stuff #just curious #my characters #marvel #labyrinth #hyacinth estrella #tyveri azrin #sakari rivers #layla corinne #styx #Daegmund #Girven #Valek

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fablesoffantasy · 3 years

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Share 10 facts about Hyacinth, please. :)

Yay! Oh, I love this girl 🥰

1. Because she didn't get proper nutrition growing up, her bones didn't develop right, so she's more susceptible to breaks. This is a B I G contributing factor to why she has to be on constant surveillance during missions.

2. Hyacinth’s dad was a big fan of Peter Pan, so anything related to the movie makes her miss him a lot. She's known to sing the main title when she's sad, cause her dad used to sing it to her as a kid.

3. She and Sam have a handshake! It goes high five -> low five -> finger guns.

4. Bucky and Hyacinth often argue because he refuses to teach her how to use knives since they're "his thing"

5. Thor is the big brother she never had, the two rough-house a lot.

6. She's a caffeine addict! Her coffee of choice is usually a caramel brulee latte with extra caramel drizzle.

7. Hyacinth is an avaid tree climber, nine times out of ten if she isn't in the Compound, she's outside reading in a tree.

8. She's extremely envious of Peggy. She's everything Hyacinth’s not, and part of her is jealous because Peggy got to love a version of Steve she's never known, and never will know.

9. Being a prankster, Tony is usually her primary target. If it annoys him in any way she does it. Taping airhorns under rolly chairs, putting coffee grounds down the disposal, disconnecting his bluetooth to play pop music instead of AC/DC

10. Summer is her favorite season, Hyacinth thrives in the heat, and would live on the beach If she could!

#marvel #mcu #marvel cinematic universe #marvel oc #avengers oc #hyacinth estrella #oc fun facts

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fablesoffantasy · 3 years

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The Size of a Dinner Plate

Summary: Peter and Hyacinth decide to recreate vines, mayhem ensues. Little do they know the person their impersonating is within earshot.

Pairing(s): Steve x Hyacinth

Warning(s): None!

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“How did you take down Captain America?” Peter looked up from the floor, voice deepened for affect.

Hyacinth tried so hard to keep a straight face, it had been their fourth attempt, she swore she could do it this time.

The Sokovian attempted to do a German accent, “Ve shot him in ze legs because his shield is ze size of a dinner plate and he-”

A battle cry erupted from behind her as Sam came charging in. Star spangled shield raised in position, in the blink of an eye webs strung around his calves, and he fell forward. Silence hung in the air till it gave way to a chorus of laughter, Hyacinth and Peter both fell to the ground clutching their sides as faces reddened from their lungs pleading for air.

“Tell me you got all of that, Spidey,” Sam sat up once his breathing regulated. He used the shield to break the webs and free his legs.

“Hold on hold on,” The teenager groped the floor for his phone.

Playing the video back caused another outcry of laughter. Little did the trio know Steve stood in the doorway completely confused at what he’d just witnessed. He shed a smile at Hyacinth who made grabby hands at him, chuckling he set down his coffee on the nearest flat surface, and stood over her with his hands on his hips.

“Dare I ask what mischief you’re causing now?” Steve perked an accusing brow at her.

Hyacinth wheezed with laughter, silver hair fanned out beneath her, and brown eyes screwed shut at the arrival of another laughing fit, “Can’t- oooh I can’t breathe. Hahahaha I can’t breathe.”

“Sam?” He glanced towards the man who tried to hide the shield from sight. “Want to inform me on what she’s put you up to this time?”

“Actually uhm, captain, sir. It was my idea,” Peter pushed himself up from the ground. Still wearing a goofy smile he showed Steve the original video, explaining that they were recreating vines.

Social media had been one side of the internet the captain had yet to explore, though he had to admit, the video was pretty funny. However he maintained his usual stoic visage.

“I’m disappointed in you three…” He paused, sky blue eyes sweeping over the three, looking like a tired middle aged man who just wanted a nap. The expression faded quickly once he finished his sentence, “Why didn’t you ask me to join in? Are there anymore, I wanna be in one.”

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fablesoffantasy · 3 years

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Prank War

This was inspired by the prompt @random-writing-prompt-goblin posted, which was "Write about one of your ocs encountering something otherworldly"!

Summary: Loki appears at the Avengers Compound, and doesn't quite appreciate the woman claiming to be "the god of pranks". There can only be one. A prank war ensues.

AKA, Loki is the brother Hyacinth never had!

Pairing(s): Steve x Hyacinth

Warning(s): none!

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How did one trick a God? Hyacinth drove herself mad trying to come up with an answer. She pulled out all the stops yet none of her labors bore fruit, not even the air horn under the chair prank had worked. Not a single Avenger was a stranger to Hyacinth’s somewhat harmless pranks, she’d gotten almost everyone, everyone except for Thor. Her attempt either earned a laugh or flew right over his head. Back at the drawing board, Hyacinth soothed her frustration with a couple episodes of Conspiracy on Netflix.

Loki spawned, quite literally, out of nowhere. The God of Mischief stood in the center of the Avengers common room.

“I am Loki, of Asgard,” He proclaimed as if the Avengers didn't know him. “And I-”

“Don’t care. Can you not block the TV?” Hyacinth blurted, unphased by his appearance.

Disgust contorted Loki's face, “I beg your pardon?”

“Pardon begged,” She gasped and sprung up onto her feet, standing on the couch she towered over him. “Hold on, Loki? As in Thor’s brother Loki?”

Taken aback by her surge of energy Loki for once found himself at a loss for words. The woman moved so quickly, jumping down from the couch to circle him with curiosity dancing in her doe eyes. He scrunched his nose at her, “What are you doing?”

She stopped in front of him with a curious, yet devious grin, “Thor didn't tell me you were this cute.”

“Cute?” He raised a dark brow, “Cute? I am not cute! I am a god, the God of Mischief and-”

“Perfect!” Hyacinth exclaimed with cheer.

“Must you continue to interrupt-”

“I want to prank Thor,” She bounced with anticipation. “I haven’t been able to really get him, you're his brother so! Come on, give me ideas, something to work with!”

For a time all went quiet, then Loki shed his own devilish grin. Oh, she wanted to prank Thor did she? He would be happy to oblige. So the trickster played a trick, he told the woman of his brother’s fondness of snakes, but didn’t tell her of his ulterior motive. Loki used his magic to transform himself into an emerald serpent no bigger than a garden snake before he set the plan in motion.

When Thor did visit the Compound he spent most of his time with Bruce, Tony, and Steve. He jokingly called them The Midgardian Three in patronage to the warriors three back on Asgard. Hyacinth found The God of Thunder in different company, he stood in one of the halls engaged in conversation with Peter. Two birds one stone.

“Hey guys, look what I found outside!” She cheered.

“Whoa,” Peter stood fascinated but kept his distance. “I-Is it uhm, is it safe to hold? I mean it's nice but uh, ya know, isn’t it dangerous?”

Thor didn’t suspect a thing as she presented the snake to the God of Thunder, “Nonsense man of spiders! Such creatures often fear you more than you fear them.”

In the blink of an eye the illusion faded and Loki launched himself at his brother, dagger in hand. Peter yelped and blindly launched a web in the God’s direction. The web encased from palm to elbow, amidst the web slinging Loki’s dagger clattered to the floor, “Oh man, that was close.”

“Loki!” Hyacinth gasped. “The plan was to surprise him not stab him!”

“I really don’t see what all the fuss is about. There's no fun in not stabbing someone.” He snorted.

“Oh for the love of...” She shook her head with a sigh.

Once Loki had been detangled from the web, Hyacinth introduced him to the world of harmless pranks. From there a sort of competition spawned between the two. Each took turns pranking an Avenger of their choice, Loki dared to set his sights on the Black Widow, while Hyacinth went for her go-to. Sam unfortunately fit that bill. He hated being compared to birds, so much so Bucky started calling him birdman to get under his skin. Thus led Hyacinth to sneak into Sam’s room and replace all his shirts with bird-printed ones instead. Then promptly planted something of Bucky’s at the scene to make it look like he’d done it. Loki lingered in the doorway with a blank expression yet approval danced in his blue eyes.

“I dare say I like your style. However, my dear, I think you can do better.” He chuckled.

“Oh I’m just getting started,” She grinned. “Wait till you see the master at work.”

Loki’s brows furrowed though he followed Hyacinth on towards her next prank. How dare she call herself the master of pranks, did she know who she was talking to? The literal GOD of tricks and mischief. Her continued attempts to challenge his title infuriated him to the point of seeing red. Loki all but fumed as he watched her replace oreo fillings with toothpaste, childish pranks, nothing worthy of a masters title. An idea brought him to a pause. If Hyacinth meant to compete, then he would simply eliminate the competition. “There can only be one,” He remarked and swept one hand in a horizontal motion.

The Sokovian vanished in a puff of smoke. Loki sauntered around the counter to examine his work, a Cheshire grin blossomed at the sight of a white rabbit tangled in Hyacinth's clothes, “Marvelous.”

“Mr. Loki, sir have you-” Peter froze, eyes on the mutilated oreos “Uhm.”

“Well? Out with it dear boy,” Loki feigned a sigh of annoyance, all while moving just a hair to block the rabbit's attempted escape.

Peter flinched some at the tone, “I was uh, wondering if you've seen Hyacinth? She's late for training so Cap asked me to find her.”

A thwump bellowed from behind the God in green, which drew Peter’s attention not only to the rabbit, but also to Hyacinth’s clothes sprawled upon the ground. Being a smart kid, it didn't take him long to put two and two together, Loki turned Hyacinth into a rabbit. Such realization made him panic.

“Oh man, oh man oh man oh man, this is bad. This is very not good-” Peter ran a hand through his hair as he paced back and forth. “How am I going to explain this to the Captain?”

Loki waved a dismissive hand, “It's nothing more than a simple spell, it will fade by- ow!”

A tiny pair of buck teeth broke through the leather of his left boot and sank into his ankle. Hyacinth, apparently, didn't appreciate her newfound form thus chose to retaliate against the God. Though when Loki bent down to grab her she bolted. Bucky and Sam were the first to bear witness to the unusual sight of Peter chasing Loki chasing a rabbit. After an exchange of confused glances the two simply shrugged it off and went about their day.

Hyacinth's heart pounded a million miles a second, being smaller and more agile than the men in pursuit. However, rabbits didn't have breaks, so when a pair of boots appeared in her eye line she couldn't stop. Strong and familiar hands caught her quickly.

“Ca-Captain I uhm-” Peter blubbered.

Steve set his sights on Loki, “Thor told me you were visiting. He didn't say you were causing trouble, so, what exactly did this rabbit do to warrant you chasing it?”

The God of Mischief simply grinned.

“Peter,” He looked to the boy next, deciding Loki wasn't worth the energy. “Did you find Hyacinth?”

“Kind of?” He winced while pointing to the rabbit in the captain's arms.

Steve raised a brow at the boy's accusation, baby blues flickered between the two before glancing down to the rabbit. Anger boiled beneath the captain's skin but he didn't let it show. He didn't have to lift a finger before Loki started to back peddle.

“Now now, there's no need for your simmering anger. It's as I told the boy, it's a simple spell, it will fade by morning.” Loki insisted.

Steve's eyes narrowed, “why do it in the first place is what I want to know.”

“I think they were having a prank war,” Peter interjected. “At least I think that's what happened? Hyacinth tried to prank Thor earlier but when Loki jumped out he-”

Steve adjusted Hyacinth in a protective hold, eyes dark with a threatening promise, “You better hope this wears off cause if it doesn't you're not gonna like my reaction.”

Left to deal with the dilemma, Steve took Hyacinth to his room so he could keep an eye on her. Since he knew next to nothing about rabbits the captain spent an hour reading anything he could find about them on the internet. Even as a rabbit, Hyacinth was still a little ball of mischief. She ran around the room, tried to chew his bookshelf, and tried to jump in his lap. Google told him rabbits were most active at dawn, dusk, and slept most of the day. So he was convinced he wouldn't get much sleep come nightfall.

True to Loki's word, at first light, Hyacinth returned to her human form. Steve was at her side in an instant, he knelt beside her and draped a blanket over her, letting it rest on her shoulders. "Hey, how you feeling?"

"Like I got hit by a bus," she grumbled and rubbed her eyes. "Did you know rabbits can only see blue and green? It was weird, being small was weird too."

"Maybe next time try not to provoke the intergalactic being that almost destroyed New York," he chided lightly.

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fablesoffantasy · 3 years

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You've been visited by the random OC question fairy! :D ~☆

Has your character ever lost someone important to them? How has this loss (or lack thereof) affected their current interpersonal relationships? What would they do if they lost someone close to them now?

I hope you have a tissue box ready because a strong wave of feels is coming.

I was going to include all the girls in this, and I’d be happy to do individual posts for them if anyone is interested, but once I really sat down and thought about it, Hyacinth has lost the most. This is a really important part of her character so I really wanted to go in depth and explain the complexity of it.

That being said this post is a little long so just to be safe I’m going to put a read more tab. Sorry 🙏

Hyacinth

This poor girl has lost so much and so early on too. She lost her mother in childbirth, her friends (presumably) after the apartment building collapsed via Stark Industries bomb, which as a result made her lose her father. Who died of lung cancer due to dust from the explosion. Offically orphaned at 14, Her father’s death hit her hardest because in her mind she’d lost the only person she had left. Because of these losses, each one left lasting impacts that affect her differently, I actually have a spreadsheet on how these losses affected her so I’ll link that below.

Overall: As a result of these losses Hyacinth lashes out at anyone who tries to get close to her out of fear of losing them too and being alone again. She has extreme Abandonment and Trust issues.

How Abandonment Issues Affect Her

O Positive affect(s) on her: loyal and protective

O Negative affect(s) on her: needy, oversensitive, and rebellious

O Resulting fear: Fear of being alone

O Things she needs: safety (she goes to Steve for), love and belonging (she goes to Wanda for)

How The Grief of Losing Her Parents Affects Her

O Lies about it she thinks are true: “Its my fault” (Loss of Mom), “If I had been better I could have done something to stop it/help“ (Loss of Dad)

O Positive affect(s) on her: Affectionate and observant

O Negative affect(s) on her: irrational, hostile, and confrontational

O Resulting fear: That she'll will miss something/cause it to happen again

O Habits which emerged from this: 1. Becoming overly needy and clingy with loved ones 2. Becoming hyper vigilant with loved ones 3. Obsessively watching for signs of sickness

How it affects her current interpersonal relationships (Main 3).

With Steve

Hyacinth’s behavior does strain her relationship with Steve at times. He wants to help her, but whenever something is wrong Hyacinth either lashes out or avoids the subject entirely. Her almost obsessive desire to be touching him at all times does bother him at first, because he’s not a huge fan of PDA. Behind closed doors though he doesn’t necessarily mind it. Steve is a little touch starved himself (although he won’t admit it). To a degree he understands why she acts the way she does and tries to be patient with her. He also lost his parents young, but he also had Bucky to fall back on. Hyacinth didn’t have anyone.

Just because he tries to be patient doesn’t mean she doesn’t utterly frustrate him at times. Sometimes her bratty attitude makes him feel like her parent instead of her lover, but Steve’s never been one to coddle.

With Wanda

Both these girls have a lot of trauma under their belts, being childhood friends and the last link to their shared past, they’re each others lifeline. Wanda understands Hyacinth in ways Steve can’t just like Steve understands Bucky in ways Hyacinth never could. So in a way you could say Wanda is Hyacinth’s Bucky. She’s the one person Hyacinth will always choose. Even though she loves Steve with all her heart, Wanda is just someone she can’t bear to lose. Especially after finding out about Pietro. To say they’re inseparable is an understatement, Hyacinth never strays far from Wanda.

This was especially the case during her early days at the Compound. Hyacinth quite literally followed Wanda around like a lost puppy, or hid herself away in Wanda’s room when she didn’t feel up to seeing anyone. Their relationship has an unspoken rule of give and take, if Hyacinth comes to Wanda with an issue, Wanda gives her support and vise versa. This aspect isn’t in Hyacinth and Steve’s relationship because part of Hyacinth still looks at Steve as an authority figure (because of his role as the leader of the Avengers).

With Tony/Vision

In the beginning, Hyacinth despised Vision because of his association with Tony. It took a lot of convincing from Wanda for her to eventually tolerate the android. Over time and seeing how he behaved around Wanda, Hyacinth warmed up to Vision some, enough to consider him part of “#TeamSokovia” (What Hyacinth says when she, Wanda, and Vision are on missions together).

Tony is a completely different story. To this day, she still doesn’t understand how Wanda can be okay with living under his roof (or loving his robot but she eventually let that go). Her hatred for him is so intense to the point she can’t stand being in the same room as him. It also doesn’t help that Tony purposefully provokes her with snarky comments or the nickname “snow white” because of her hair. Steve has tried time and time again to get these two to get along but it never works out. They’re even banned on being put on the same mission because they sabotage each other in the field.

A lot of her resentment for Tony stems from the fact she blames him for her father’s death, because his bomb destroyed the apartment building. She also often holds Ultron over his head, sometimes stating, “Your metal murder child destroyed my home”. Another part of it is because Hyacinth is frustrated with the fact Tony isn’t who he used to be. She recognizes that he’s tried to stop organizations that stole his weapons, and that he does show genuine guilt for Ultron’s tyranny. She once told him “I hate that I can’t hate you because you’re not him anymore, you’re not the same man who took my father from me”.

So overall, the only time Hyacinth will put up with Tony is when Steve gives her the “please do this for me” look.

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I hope this answered your question, sorry it’s so long! I just really love Hyacinth and I put a lot into her, I really want that to show. If you want to know about any losses Tyveri, Sakari, or Layla have experienced please don’t hesitate to ask! I love talking about my girls. 😊

#mcu #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #marvel oc #avengers oc #hyacinth estrella #oc asks #my ocs stuff #tw loss #tw death of a loved one #relationship stuff #tw abandonment issues #tw trust issues #Sometimes Hyacinth is a little shit #but shes good

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