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astrologyaware777 · 1 year

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Solar return

Death indications

Chart of the sister, fathers death

Pluto in the 8th, square Saturn, trine mars, trine Venus

( Pluto showing a a year for death & transformation, Saturn is showing the loss and Venus is the lord of the 9th) -9th house is the father

Death of Father that year

Mars in 4th showing the accident that impacted the family (car crash -sister, mother & father)

Ruler of the 8th in the 1st house & note ruler of the 8th is Mercury & he died in a car crash and mercury is movement

Moon is in several harsh aspects while the Sun is only square Neptune & trine MC

Sun is square Neptune so it doesn’t actually look like much is happening BUTTT

Neptune is square moon, sun, sextile Venus, opposite mars , mars square jupiter etc.

Everything connects, you’ll see it play out 🕸️

Saturn in the 9th

Loss of father

Saturn sextile mars, (showing the action) trine Uranus, (sudden) square Pluto , opposite NN -death&destiny

Neptune in the 2nd

Illusions to self worth starting this year sextile Venus, Pluto trine Chiron

(Venus is lord of 8th and Pluto is the death and Chiron is the wound)

So his values and worth of self were killed that night & a huge wound was created (Chiron)

Little asteroid Stellium in the 3rd

Mercury,NN, sun, Lilith, Juno, ceres

Juno his dad was one of his soulmates, Mercury in 3rd, Lilith is see here as grandma

Lilith at 15 degrees

3-15-27° Gemini degree

Two, double, sibling, hands, local, small, town, neighborhood, neighbor, group, birds, tea, vehicle, friends, geometric patterns, documents

15 = Assassination, murder/kill but can be a car accident if in Gemini

(Car crash around local neighbourhood - on way home, driving at night, sibling in backseat)

Now the sisters Lilith is in the 12th house

10-22° Capricorn degree

Public office, public official, public facing, coal, slow, delay, decay, cold, fear, depression, control

(Grandma went into a huge depression, avoid public facing but still had to publicly face all their friends)

22 = Destruction, passing away of loved one, grief, to kill or be killed, large road

(Public death, lots of fear surrounding death, (mother was cold as ice and dad was the rock and the loving one they lost)

He died on a road(public)

Nessus at 24 degrees

12-24° Pisces degree

Swim, near water, disguised, missing, rain, flood, out of focus, fog, foreign, unclear, secret, soulish, hospital, drugs, alcohol, oil, Pornography, painter, prison

(Both were drinking that night but her level was suspected to be HIGHER & never it was never tested )

Out of focus - cause of crash was because opposing vehicles lights were too bright

(They crashed next to a lake, drinking involved, mom rushed to hospital , mother avoided prison cuz she said HE was driving)

Chiron in 6th

Wound effecting daily life, work and life wound related to being highly critical of oneself

Saturn at 0 degrees

Chiron at 16 degrees

4-16-28°

Cancer degree

Mother, motherly, home, public, crowd, water, property, family, nurturing, feminine, emotion, household

(Mother psychically wounded in crash very badly)

the father

IC at 7 degrees Cancer

Conditions at end of life is IC

7 is a Libra degree and spouse (mother of kids) was driving

Sign cancer, near home and again mother driving

The mother

Mars at 22 degrees Libra

- her spouse died ^ &

22 is loss of loved one and Libra is of course the spouse (Venus)

Nessus in the 10th

Trine Uranus , mercury and square sun

The night of the crash they went to a business event and the dad was not known for usually drinking but she was

In her lunar return she has NEPTUNE IN THE 12th…

His transits for the day of crash were

Neptune sextile moon, mercury and trine Jupiter

In grandmas natal she has Neptune square asc, trine Chiron, trine dejanira

Grandmas chart indicates she had deceptive tendencies Neptune square asc and wound linked to this this also playing the victim card here with dejanira

The police wanted to book her for manslaughter

I could pick apart these for hours but hey I got shit to do

Take care

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lokiswifeduh · 2 years

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Crash Part Two

Pairings: dad!bucky x daughter!reader, mom!natasha x daughter!reader, uncle!steve x reader, wanda x reader (platonic)

Summary: Your parents, Bucky and Natasha meet you at the hospital, but when they hear the doctor's prognosis, all hope seems lost.

word count: 2112

warnings: hospitals, crying, cursing, lack of taking care of oneself, general angst with fluff in the end.

A/N: I got a couple requests for a part two and I'm so happy you guys liked the first one!! I want to keep writing on here so if anyone has requests in general, I'd love to do them!

(Also, Natasha is able to have kids in this.)

"Where is she?!" Bucky stormed into the Emergency Room, instantly seeing Natasha looking a wreck in the waiting room. Nat stood, softly placing a hand on Bucky's chest, "She's still in surgery. They uhm..they said it could take a couple hours to remove the glass from her stomach."

The dam holding Bucky's emotions up broke. He sunk back into a chair, tears streaming down his face as Natasha sobbed into his chest. You were his baby girl. Ever since you were little he wanted nothing but to protect you from the cruel world, and now you were fighting for your life to stay in it.

"She's gonna be okay Buck." Steve nodded, attempting to make the situation a little lighter. But everyone knew it wasn't working out too well.

Natasha lifted her head from her husband's chest, "Wanda is doing okay also. She had to get around eighteen stitches total but they said she can be discharged tomorrow." Bucky nodded, not quite listening as he stared at the swinging doors, just waiting for the doctor to walk out and tell them you would be okay. He would give anything to make sure you were okay and alive.

Hours passed, four to be exact and the three were still sitting there, waiting. Olek and Iryna had come by a little after Bucky and Steve showed up. Natasha was scared they would be mad but thankfully they were just grateful no one had died. After checking up on Wanda, the three still sat in the waiting room, in silence waiting for news to come.

"Excuse me." An officer slowly walked up to the three, holding out his hand to shake. Steve took the opportunity, cutting the very obvious tension. "Are you Y/n Barne's parents?"

Natasha and Bucky stood, bobbing their heads up and down in agreement, "Yes we are." The young officer gave them a sad smile, "I'm officer Torres. We would just like you to know the man that hit your daughter and her friend head-on is now being held in interrogation and we are adamant about pressing charges." Natasha gulped, wiping the tears from her eyes with her sleeve. "And why did he..what was the uhm.." "Why the hell did he crash into them?" Bucky finished, making Natasha nod.

Officer Torres pulled his phone out, showing the three the man's mugshot. "John Walker. He was crawling from the car that hit yours. His breathalyzer test was 0.10." Bucky looked up from the phone, "Why are you telling us this? Doesn't he have certain rights that don't allow information to be shared?" Torres nodded, "Yes, and of course take your time. But if you want to press charges, do it fast, because he's slippery."

"What do you mea-" "Y/n Barne's family?"

The two ran over to the doctor followed by Steve who collectively disregarded Toress.

"Were her parents." Buck held Nat close to him, both of them fighting off tears as they waited for the doctor to speak.

"I'm Doctor Grey, I operated on your daughter." The woman stuffed her cap into her pocket, leading the two to sit down a couple seats away. At this point, they were fearing the worst.

"We were able to stop the bleeding after extracting the almost twelve-inch shard of glass from her abdomen." They listened, however hearing a 'but' coming their way.

"But.." Doctor Gray countered. There it is.

"But what?" Natasha's voice cracked, thinking of the inevitable.

"But she went into shock. We were able to get her heartbeat on a steady rhythm until something went wrong. Sometimes the body just doesn't have enough strength for traumatic events."

Bucky gulped, not wanting to hear if he would be planning his daughter's funeral. "Is she..." He trailed off, however, relieved when Dr. Grey shook her head.

"She's made it through, but is in a coma."

The first part of her sentence made the couple's hearts soar, until the doctor spoke at the end, making them cling to each other in desperation. "She's what?" Natasha mumbled, fisting her husband's henley in her hands.

"We have a good enough look at her brain to know she will wake up, it's just a matter of when." "And how long could it be?" Bucky questioned, placing a kiss on Natasha's forehead.

"That we don't know. She has to do this herself. Her body has to fight." The Doctor laid a hand on Natasha's shoulder, standing with the couple in tow. "Would you like to see her?" The two nodded hastily, about to walk through with Steve behind.

"Oh I'm sorry," Dr. Grey shook her head, "Only two visitors in the ICU at a time." Steve lifted his hand in acceptance, "It's okay. I'll check on Wanda and her parents." "Are you sure, Steve?" Bucky asked, wanting his friend to be by his side. Steve had seen you born. He had even been there for you when Bucky couldn't because of missions. He was basically a third parent, and Natasha definitely liked to tease Bucky about it.

But being the humble person Steve was, he nodded, "Go see her. I'll be here when you get back." Bucky gave Steve one last hug, "I'll keep you updated."

They exchanged one last look before Dr. Grey walked them through the doors and into the ICU wing.

Natasha and Bucky's faces dropped as soon as they saw their little girl laying in that hospital bed. Wires stuck to your chest, an IV in your hand, and an oxygen tube down your throat.

Bucky led the two over to your beside as Nat sat down beside you. "Oh, baby," Your mom spoke, stroking your hair as tears flowed freely down her cheeks. Bucky pulled up a chair, taking your hand in his. You were so cold, looking so fragile. Not even as a baby did you seem so frail. Like if he pulled or yanked a little too hard you would fall apart.

"You said she uh.." Bucky looked up to Doctor Grey as she was going through some paperwork, "She will wake up, right?" Bucky hated sounding so weak, so..fragile. But the one good thing in his life besides Natasha was you. You were the light of his life. The person who gave his life meaning from the horrors of his past. Yet now that light was dimming, and he didn't know how to fix it.

She nodded, "Yes. We will continue to check up on her brain functions but looking at where they are now.." The doctor looked at the hopeful couple, not wanting to destroy their longing in her words. "It's up to her." She placed the paperwork under her arm, walking from the room after letting the two know to ask if they needed anything.

"She's gonna wake up." Nat nodded, looking back at Bucky, "She has to wake up." The redhead fell into her husband, clinging to his shirt as she sobbed.

Natasha's composure wasn't easily broken. She was a Russian spy with perfect combat and mental skills. Crying didn't come easily to her. Especially when the tears were for you. What was once a dream of having children turned into a reality when she saw those two little lines after coming home from a mission.

Bucky and her took off time from Avenging to raise you. They wanted all of their time to go into their little bundle of joy, which meant not saving lives for a while. Yet when you were around seven they started going again. This is when Steve got more in the picture and Yelena even helped you train. Nat was against it at first but in the end, it was a good decision. She knew she would dread the day you'd have to use it but they had too many enemies to leave you defenseless.

They never thought you'd have to fight against a car, however.

"Come on," Bucky moved Nat to the spare cot in the corner of the room, maneuvering her body onto his. The two looked over at you, eyelids falling heavy until sleep consumed them.

"You need to wake up, babydoll." Bucky pleaded for the millionth time. he held your hand, the pulse in your wrist keeping his a little saner. "I need you." He nodded, "Mom needs you. Wanda and Steve do too." Looking over to the candy basket Yelena had sent, "Aunt Lena is worried sick no matter how much she hides it with humor."

Bucky let out a sob, his head collapsing onto your stomach, "I need you back in my arms, arguing with me about curfew and watching to watch the Twilight movies over and over again." He lifted his head, looking at your stoic face, "Please wake up.."

"Come on, Buck. You need to go home and get some sleep." Steve attempted and quickly failed once again. Bucky shook his head, "No. I won't leave her here alone."

It had been two months since the accident. For two full months, you had been asleep. And two months Bucky and Natasha had been in agony.

"I'll stay here with her." Steve placed a hand on his best friend's shoulder. "She won't be alone."

The brunette looked up, "I don't want her waking up alone. I want to be here." Steve sat down in front of him, pleading. "You need sleep, you need to eat, and you need to take care of yourself. Bucky tried to object only for Steve to hold up his hand. "Natasha is at home asleep. She can come back here while you rest."

It took a minute but Bucky let out a breath, standing and walking over to your sleeping figure. "I'll be back doll." He leaned down, kissing the crown of your head and holding himself there. A tear fell onto your hair but he only wiped it away as Steve led him from the room. "Go. Take a shower, get a sandwich." The brunette waved his friend off, stumbling from the hospital and to his bike.

Steve walked back in, sitting by your bed and holding your hand. "You need to wake up, kiddo. For all of us."

"She's waking up!! Get me the Doctor Grey!!" A nurse shouted, scurrying around the room. Your eyes were wide, watching everyone around you in a panic. The heart monitor was beeping off the walls and you couldn't seem to talk. All you wanted at this moment were your parents. Your mom and dad but you couldn't see them.

"What's happening?!"

Steve! You saw your Uncle Steve walk in with a cup of coffee in his hand, asking questions with a worried expression covering his features.

"Alright, Yn, I'm Doctor Grey." You felt the woman lifting your upper torso with the bed, standing above you. "I'm gonna take this tube out, alright?" You did your best to nod, watching as she stripped the tape from under your nose. "Take a deep breath in." You did as she said. "One more." You did again.

"Alright, one more deep breath." And right when you inhaled, she snatched the tube, quickly and steadily removing it from your throat. "Cough it out." She rubbed your back as you choked and hacked loudly.

"Where are my-" You tried to clear your voice but the raspy feeling made it harder to talk. "Here's some water." A nurse lifted a plastic cup to your lips, letting you gulp the cool water down to soothe your throat.

"Steve.." You rasped out, instantly being tackled in a bear hug by your uncle. "Oh, you're okay!" He let out a deep breath, holding the back of your head to his chest. You let out a laugh, "What the hell happened?"

He pulled away, grabbing his phone from the table. "I'll let your parents explain, okay?" You nodded, laying your head back as exhaustion overtook your body.

"Oh, baby!" Natasha ran through the door, at your side in an instant. "Hey mom." You reciprocated her hug, breathing in the warm vanilla scent she always smelled like.

When she pulled away, sobbing, your dad sat down beside her, "Hey, doll." You smiled, pulling you in for a hug, "Hi dad."

His large arms covered you as he pulled you in his embrace. "You're awake doll." You nodded, mumbling into his chest, "I heard you. Talking to me." Bucky looked down at you, tears filling his eyes.

"I'm glad your okay, doll." He held you close to him, "I'm glad you're okay."

"Hey, dad." Bucky hummed as you raised your head to look at him.

"I'm sorry I crashed your car." Bucky let out a laugh, "It's okay doll." "Really?" "Mhm." He nodded, smiling "But I am never letting you drive an expensive car again."

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