#invcdia

there is a moment of simply staring at the other after her request was placed to see if she could mess with the avenger’s hair. what a strange thing to ask a stranger..to style their hair..and judging what would suit them by their face..strange..odd..troublesome. but truthfully, she didn’t care what way her hair was styled.

Dear Father,

I miss you. I met this wonderful guy, and I think you would love him. You’ll be happy to hear he’s a Goldsmith, and when I watch him work, I’m always filled with a sense of peace like I used to get when I watched you.

I think about you sometimes. I started studying the art of the Marauder for a little while, like you did when you were young. I decided I liked swords better...

You’d never believe all that’s happened to me since...since it happened. I’m a real Hero, like in the books you used to read to me. It’s...not all it’s cracked up to be. I miss your hugs where I could feel completely safe no matter what was going on. I wish I had your guiding words and sound advice now, that I never listened to then and always took for granted. I took everything for granted...and i never knew it til I lost it all. I’m sorry for that. I’m sorry I was bratty and antisocial when I was a teenager and I’m sorry that it took all of you dying for me to make anything of myself. I’m sorry...I wish I could go back and appreciate what I had...I wish I told you I loved you more. But mostly I just wish you were still here.