#jacobqueenie

[iksia]

From last year when I was absent from Tumblr. Sadly, after all the anticipation, my ship sunk... 😢😔

[rebirth-cosplay]

I'm home and I have internet again. I just realised I never posted these cuties from Friday. Featuring @chaoticking as my beautiful Jacob 💕 #supanova #goldnova2017 #goldcoastsupanova #fbawtft #fbawtftcosplay #cosplay #queeniegoldstein #queeniegoldsteincosplay #jacobkowalski #jacobkowalskicosplay #jacobqueenie

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Jacob/Queenie, Proposal

for @hug-bubble

“I know you already know what I’m about to ask you, doll…” Jacob smiled up at her from his kneeling position on the floor.  “But I’d still like to ask you, if you’ll let me…”  

Queenie grinned widely.  “Of course I will!”  

“Which question was that answering?” he asked, winking.  

“The spoken one, honey…” She bounced impatiently.  

He looked up at her, his eyes catching and holding her gaze. “Will you marry me, Queenie?”  

She beamed.  “Of course I will!”  

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Jacob/Queenie, Caught in the rain

for @leftylain

Jacob tugged Queenie under his umbrella with him, an arm tucked around her waist.  Their synchronized steps splashed in the same puddles.

He inhaled her scent -- lavender and vanilla -- more concentrated in the rain, huddled under this umbrella.  She felt too good to be true.  He couldn’t spend enough time with her, still worried she’d slip away into the dark recesses of his memory where he couldn’t find her again.  

He leaned over to press a soft kiss to her cheek.  

She beamed at him.  “What was that for, honey?”  

She asked even though she knew why.  She always knew why.

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Jacob/Queenie, frozen slice of wedding cake

For @hug-bubble

A/n:  So I had to go do some research on this...apparently people used to freeze their wedding cake for use at their first child’s Christening (cake was expensive back then, bruh).  And since Queenie and Jacob are both Jewish, I went another route with this...Enjoy!  

Queenie slipped her arm through Jacob’s as they strolled from the church into the reception area. A couple of Jacob’s married friends had just had their baby christened.  It was apparently a big deal for No-maj parents.

“Ooo, the cake…” she whispered, in awe as they presented the confection on a rolling cart.  “That’s beautiful…”  

“It’s one of mine. Made it last year for their wedding…” he said proudly.  

“We’re eating…year old cake?” she asked, her eyebrows raising.  “And you say wizard-folks are strange…”  

“It’s been in their ice box for almost a year…they paid an arm and a leg for it, so they’re using it for their baby’s christening.  It’s tradition, doll,” he explained with a grin, reaching up to squeeze her hand.

“Still…it’s old cake.”

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Jacob/Queenie, Dancing

for @hug-bubble

“No, listen…Queenie…it’s…slow, slow, quick-quick…slow, slow, quick-quick…” Jacob reiterated.  “The foxtrot isn’t that difficult once you get the rhythm.”  

“Well, how do I know which way to go?” she asked.  Again. For what felt like the millionth time.

“You let me lead, doll.” He chuckled and placed his hand on her waist. “I know that’s gotta be killin’ ya, but…just this once, maybe?”  

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Jacob/Queenie, Broom

for @girlwiththeredpurse

“Are you sure this is going to hold me?”  Jacob asked, his hands moving all over the back of the broomstick, trying to find a place to hold on.  

“Of course, honey.  You’re going to have to hold on to me though.  Think you can handle that?”  Queenie took his hands and wrapped them around her waist.  “Hold on tight.  It’s strange at first, but I promise it’s fun.”  

Jacob nodded and held on tightly as the broom began to lift off.  “Strange.  Yep, very strange.”    

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Jacob/Queenie - Concentrate

for @kthesarcastic

Queenie swallowed the lump in her throat, concentrating instead on the look in his eyes.  That look that she had fallen in love with. He was still the same man; his thoughts about her were much the same as they had been the first time she’d seen him.  

But to him, she was brand new.  

That was the part she couldn’t think about.  The part where he didn’t remember who she was.  No, she couldn’t think about that.  Not yet.