#nathanial howe

[cavalera-eternal]

did i mention i've been playing through dragon age again

[hazelcephalopod]

They were each one day from retirement!

[counttoletgo]

im never cropping my info posts btw thats now part of my branding on tumblr dot com forward slash counttoletgo

[alchemypanda]

Terra Nova characters and their s p a m blog descriptions (inspi.)

[ofmdrecaps]

07/05-06/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Rhys Darby; David Jenkins; Nathan Foad & Con O'Neill; Leslie Jones; Nat Torres; Darby Family Foster Kittens; Articles; Fiber Arts Brigade: Auction/Fundraiser Updates/Bronson Pinchot Cameo; Uproar in the UK; Fan Spotlight: Cast Cards; OurFlagMeansFanfiction/BabyKrakenPodfics; OFMD Themed Earrings; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Today's Taika

== Rhys Darby ==

More coverage of Rhys' new show The Hungry Games! This time on Today.com.

Source: Rhys Darby's Twitter

Annnd more shots of Rhys and Bonus Rosie & Finn at the Great Big Cow Band Concert on July 4!

Source: Rosie Carnahan Darby's Instagram

Annnnd yet another Tural Commercial for FFXIV!

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Source: FFXIV's Instagram

== David Jenkins ==

Well the last two days were big clowning days for everyone! Early Friday we had Chaos Dad commenting on a tweet from March.

Source: David Jenkins Twitter Next, fans noticed that the "Got a really good feeling about 2024" post that David took down from Instagram was re-added. Our friend cremeishere noticed that the post had been removed from David's Instagram after one of the cancellations (around March 22). Today however, it was noticed that it was back. Do we know exactly when it came back? No idea-- but Honking ensues!

Source: CremeIsHere's Twitter

And if that wasn't enough honking, our friend Jules mentioned the following from Kinga's recent post about Simone LeBone, "When dad is working we're napping" and asked "what is he working on"? Good question.

Source: TheRevengeBoys Twitter

== Nathan + Con ==

Nathan posted some more about his spotlight in the Hot Shots publication, and our dear Con wrote him a lovely love note <3

Source: Nathan Foad's Instagram

== Leslie Jones ==

Leslie's been out to the LA Sparks game!

Source: misterjt319 Instagram

== Nat Torres ==

One of our awesome writers, Nat Torres, is making a rare appearance on Instagram.

Source: Natalie Torres Instagram

== Darby Family Foster Kittens ==

As we all know, I'm a sucker for kittens! Here's new Darby Family Foster Kitten content!

Source: Rosie Carnahan Darby's Instagram

== Articles ==

@adoptourcrew Found some very interesting articles regarding the cancellation of OFMD. In addition-- the #1 from Collider is adding to the Honkfest going on!

10 Canceled TV Shows That Deserve to Be Revived

Source: Adopt Our Crew's Twitter

"I Tear Up Every Time I See It": Here Are 23 Romantic Movie And TV Moments Without The Words "I Love You"

Source: Adopt Our Crew's Twitter

== Fiber Arts Brigade ==

The Fiber Arts Brigade reached their next tiered goal! They've raised $1750 with the #ThriveAsACrew campaign to support SageUSA! Thank you to everyone who's donated!

An anonymous donor was kind enough to pay for another cameo in honor of FAB reaching the fourth tier goal! Below is a video from Bronson Pinchot on his (and Ned Low's) advise on how we can ThriveAsACrew!

The Fiber Arts Brigade Ebay Auctions are ALMOST DONE! If you were bummed to miss out on Moosh's cross stitch commission from the AOC raffle, here's another chance! Check out the ebay listing here! Thank you to all the artists and patrons of this auction!

Source: Fiber Arts Brigade Twitter

== Uproar In The UK ==

Thank you @adoptourcrew for keeping us apprised of the UK Release of Uproar on Prime video! Check it out UK Crew!

Source: Adopt Our Crew's Twitter

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Cast Cards =

Tonight's cast cards from @melvisik are Nathanial Goodman who's "another submission for ‘Outstanding Cinematography in a Comedy Series for Impossible Birds’ -AdoptOurCrew"! And Jaden McLeod -- "Soldier #1 in Mermen, no doubt someone who came across Ed and/or the crew of the Revenge..."

Source: @melvisik's Twitter

== Our Flag Means Fanfiction ==

Our dear friends over at Our Flag Means Fanfiction are moving up the charts on spotify!

Annnd coming up this Monday, a New Episode - The Silly Voices Episode, this time joined by BabyKraken Podfics!

Source: Our Flag Means Fanfiction / BabyKraken Podfics

== OFMD Themed Earrings ==

I would just like to say I love all of the beautiful and creative ways everyone continues to honour our favourite show! The darling @paleoleigh has been making OFMD Themed Earrings and she was kind enough to allow me to share some of her work! You can learn more on PaleoLeigh's Tumblr Post and if you're interested, order them on her Etsy Store!

Source: PaleoLeigh's Tumblr Post

== Love Notes ==

Hey there Lovelies! I hope you all are getting some much needed rest this weekend! It's been a lot lately, huh? The world, elections, so many different countries struggling, online -- everywhere's been pretty crazy lately. I know a lot of you have so much on your minds, and rightly so. When so much is happening all at once, seeing struggles go on in your safe spaces too can make things so much harder to cope with. It is okay to feel sad or upset if your safe space doesn't feel the same way it did right now. It doesn't mean it won't feel safe again one day. Life and situations ebb and flow, and circumstances change, as much as we always want good things to stay the same. Good things can come from change too. Our magnificent and kind friend @xray-vex shared a screenshot on twitter the other day of this tumblr post and I thought it was incredibly appropriate to how a lot of people have been expressing they've been feeling lately.

I know sometimes it feels like you have to respond to that tweet, or get into that discourse, but if you don't have the energy, just remember you don't owe anything to anyone. You are wonderful the way you are, and you deserve to enjoy your space too. If it feels like too much, take a break, watch a new show, read a new book, step away if you need to. Or if re-watching our pirate show would help-- feel absolutely welcome to do that too. Whatever YOU need for YOU. It will be different for everyone, and there is no shame in wanting to do something different to make you feel better. There will always be folks here for you if you decide to step away and come back, so don't be afraid to if you need to okay? We love you crew, we care so much about you, and your health. Be well <3

== Daily Darby / Today's Taika ==

Some BTS gif tonight for the discerning gif lover. Git courtesy of @dallonismysavior!

[mrs-barnes-rogers-writes]

Pretty As A Picture - Chapter 10

Marvel

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes

Theme: Soulmates - Feeling the connection as soon as you see each other.

Summary: When Bucky fell from the train, their soulmate was told he was gone. When Steve Rogers disappeared into the ice, their soulmate was again told one of her soulmates were gone. But she didn't believe it. Couldn't believe it. Committed to a mental health institute, she dies of a broken heart. That's at least what the hidden S.H.I.E.LD files say, but if that's the case than why is there a photo of her. A photo that shows her side by side two redhaired Avengers.

Warnings will be per chapter.

For this fic reader will be British, but let your imagination replace if needed.

Chapter Summary: The reader wakes up.

Chapter Warning: Mentions of hospital care.

“So, I’m gonna make it really clear, you’re going to have your work cut out with her. She’s stubborn, a know it all, unfortunately because she does know it all, photographic memory and all that, the situations she sometimes gets herself in aren’t always great but she always and I mean always has a way out. She doesn’t eat right. Her sleep pattern is worse than a teething toddler and believe me I know” He said looking down at Nathanial in his arms, “but she is fiercely loyal, if you call her for anything, she could be having tea with a royal and she’d drop everything to save your ass or in Laura’s case so you can have a shower without a screaming child and take a nap in peace. She’ll hold you through your nightmares, be your biggest supporter and snap a guys neck if they’ve hurt you. She feels all her emotions at ten times the level we do. Sometimes that’s great, sometimes it’s really not. Now, I’m gonna ask you, don’t pursue this unless you’re sure. Please.”

“She’s our soulmate Clint, there’s no way we aren’t pursuing this.” Replied Steve.

“I know she’s your soulmate but….”

“But what?” Asked Bucky.

“She sometimes, well it’s not my place to say.”

Steve and Bucky both huffed in response. They’d been sick of those words over the last few days. When you’d gripped the bed rail and bent it right in front of them it was clear you were different in some way. Match that with carrying Pietro like you did, Steve and Bucky were sure you were like them. A super soldier.

When Helen Cho entered the room after you’d been sedated, and spoke quietly to Bruce as they set up the cradle, they didn’t miss Bruce’s whispered “accelerated healing” or the mention of having to possibly rebreak some of your bones as they’d have already have set wrong. When they asked Bruce the response was “it’s not my place to say”. The same words were uttered when Steve asked Natasha why her and Clint were her emergency contacts and next of kin.

“You know I’m sick of hearing those words.” Steve told Clint.

“You know what fine, fuck it, yes I know language in front of the baby. He’s heard worse. Natasha and Y/N are his godmothers, he probably knows the f bomb in six different languages already. Look she struggles with the whole soul mate thing.”

Bucky’s head snapped up.

“How so?” Asked Steve.

Before Clint had chance to answer you groaned from the bed, causing the three men to jump to their feet, Nathanial jostling in Clint’s arms.

“Lightsssss, bright light, bright light.” You groaned, squeezing your eyes tightly.

“Shit, I forgot, F.R.I.D.A.Y dim the lights.” Clint instructed. “Good morning you little gremlin.”

“Gremlin?” Steve asked. “Sweetheart can you hear us?”

“It’s from a movie.” Bucky answered “Don’t put it on your damn list, it’s awful. Babydoll?”

“It is not. It’s a cult piece.” Clint replied.

“Whatever. Doll, can you hear us?”

You groaned again and muttered Clint’s name. He pushed past Steve and handed him a wiggling Nathanial, squeezing your hand and stroking your face affectionately. Bucky wasn’t sure how he felt about that.

“Hey kid, I’m here, open your eyes, you’ve had us all worried. Laura’s even started knitting again, you know how she hates it, only does it to keep herself busy, and don’t get me started on Natasha. I thought we’d have to sedate her at one point.”

“Natty.” You replied as your eyes started to flicker open.

“She’s upstairs, probably already on her way down.”

Bucky huffed. He didn’t want everyone in here. He wanted to speak to you, hold you, take care of you, figure out how the hell you were here. You started to look around, still squinting, jumping when you saw you were in the Med Bay.

“Easy kid. You’re in the compound Med Bay. You've been out for three days.”

You started to fidget in the bed.

“Y/N, listen.” and he gently cupped your jaw, moving your face to look at him. “You’re gonna be OK kid, you scared the shit out of us all, but you’ll be OK. You’re in the compound. Only Banner and Cho have looked at you. OK?”

You nodded in reply, your eyes full of tears. Clint kissed your forehead.

“Pietro? Did he? Is he?”

“He’s alive. See?” Clint stood upright and pointed to the next room in the bay. You followed his pointing to see you were separated by a glass wall but sure enough there was Pietro. Wanda and Vision at his bedside. He waved weakly at you and you attempted to wave back.

“Careful sweetheart.” You glanced up at the voice, meeting Steve’s eyes. “Hi honey.”

Spotting baby Nathanial in his arms, you reached out and made a gesture for Steve to pass him to you.

“Gimme.”

“Y/N,” Clint said as he perched on the bed “really?”

“Baby, gimme please.” You looked up at Steve with puppy eyes, who realised he immediately had no defence against your sad face and he turned to Clint, not knowing what to do. You pushed out your bottom lip for added effect and looked back at Clint.

“Fine, but you’re gonna need to sit up a little. Clint replied, before gathering up some pillows.

You tried to push yourself up as much as possible and Bucky silently tried to help. Why were you ignoring them? Clint moved around to the side of the bed Bucky was at and placed a pillow under your arm, saying something about it being the best side as your drip was gone, before whispering to you.

“Maybe stop being a brat and acknowledge your soulmates.”

You shifted uneasily and glanced at Clint as he gave you a knowing look, before he gestured at Steve to come around with Nathanial.

“Hello.” You said quietly, not making eye contact.

“Babydoll” “Sweetheart.”

Bucky placed a kiss on your head as you side eyed him.

“Is this a good idea?” Steve asked as Nathanial wiggled in his arms some more. “You said yourself how unsettled he is.”

“Just watch.” Clint laid Nathanial in the crook of your arm, making sure the pillow took most the weight. Nathanial snuggled into you, taking out his pacifier to give you a drool filled grin.

“Hi baby.” You said softly. Nathanial snuggled down more and closed his eyes, gripping on to the blanket Clint had placed over him.

The three watched you fondly as Nathanial drifted off to sleep, as you stroked his face affectionately. Bucky and Steve both felt a lump form in their throat as they watched. Thoughts of what could have been and what could be filling their heads. White picket fences seemed so far away now but there was something about you, their soulmate, with a baby in her arms.

Clint slipped back discreetly from between the two and moved to the other side of the bed. Spotting Natasha and Bruce hurrying down the corridor he gestured for them to slow down and wait, nodding back at Steve and Bucky. Steve slipped his arm around Bucky’s shoulder and Bucky mirrored his actions in return.

“We got her back bud.”

Bucky went to speak but let out a sob instead, as tears began to run down his face. Steve pulled him into a hug. You side eyed them not really knowing what to do. Clint noticed your uncomfortableness and squeezed your hand affectionately as tears formed in your eyes. You leaned back into the pillows, shaking your head.

“It doesn’t make any sense.” You almost whispered. “I can’t be their soulmate.”

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[lustrousims]

🌇👨‍👨‍👧‍👦 Save File Progress - Newcrest

Newcrest is almost done! Here's some of the current households:

 1. The Greene Family: It's always 'wheres da DILF' and never 'how's the DILF.' smh. Marco is quite the ladies man, and while attention is nice, everyone treats his beloved wife Margaret less than ideal. Everyone thinks Marco should be with someone 'his own speed' and not an 'old hag' like Margaret. Marco does not stand for any kind of verbal abuse towards his wife, who gave him three wonderful children and a beautiful home. Marco adores Margaret, and anyone chasing after his heart can go look elsewhere; his heart belongs with her!

2. The Li Family: After losing her husband to old age, Chu-Hua was living alone with her cat, Bao. Sue-Ann asked her mother to move in with her so she can care for her as she gets older. Chu-Hua doesnt expect much, but Sue spoils her to no end! All she wants are grandkids, but Sue doesn't know if she's ready for that yet, She's so focused on her careers that she hardly ever thinks about dating. Chu-Hua is confident, however, and has even begun knitting baby clothes in hopes she gets a grandchild before she passes

3. College Buds: Alina + Dee [bottom row] started dating their senior year of college. After graduation, they decided to move in together and have Alina's other friends Dustin and Liv join them to help offset living costs. Things have been going pretty well so far, except for some of Dee's recent behavior. Alina has been finding her way too jealous and controlling, and now she's started constantly writing stuff in a little notebook that's quite off putting...

 4. The Puente Family: My boyfriend made this family and now I feel obligated to keep them bc he spent hours on them... I promised him they'd live a great life so please be nice to them if you run into them, thank u.

 5. The Chamberlain Family: Katy never thought she'd be a grandmother at this age, but her teen daughter Bella got pregnant too soon. Katy was furious and upset, but what could she do? Kick her daughter out and risk something happening to her? That wasnt an option. Bella already hates herself, her body and her life enough, Katy doesn't need to add onto it. Bella is attending school, working, and is soon going to start taking college classes. She needs Katy's support now more than ever, and while Katy still can't look at the baby in the eyes yet, she's sure she'll come around soon enough... She just feels like she failed her teenage daughter.

 6. The Fraziers: Rumor has it that Famous Musician Nathanial and his wife Julianne were going to get divorced, but that got put on hold when she showed up with a positive pregnancy test. Nathanial never had a father growing up, and he sure as hell wasnt going to put his baby through the same thing. Against his better judgement, he decided to try and work on his marriage with Julianne, for the baby's sake. although, people are starting to get suspicious of her 'conveniently timed' pregnancy...

[kerosene-in-a-blender]

There's something fascinating about how the narrative of Candela Obscura Chapter 2, through in the moment decisions and luck of the dice, managed to create a recurring pattern of Beatrix contrasting motherly affection with lethal violence

She smothered Draven Kingsley in her apron while rocking him back and forth in her arms, telling him he'd see his mother very soon after he looked at her in his Scarlet-altered state and called her "Mama"

She stabbed Sean Finnerty in the neck as he lunged at her after she requested one last chance to hug the boy she'd watched grow up; the boy she admitted to Nathanial that she loved like her own son. Remembering the words she'd told to Jean: "Be prepared in case he's too far gone"

[jounosparticles]

okay another theory on fyodor’s ability.

let’s start by completely disregarding the instant-kills he did. like dazai said in 114, it was likely nathanial’s blood bullets.

this would explain why karma’s face exploded with blood after fyodor killed him in chapter 42.

so, if the killings weren’t his ability, then what does he do?

let’s go back to chapter 42 again. i suspect when he claimed that his ability was to "manipulate space and consciousness" it was the truth. i think the real lie was when he told karma that it was not his ability.

him directly stating it here could have been a preventative measure to get any potential people listening in to disregard this idea. the hidden blood bullets really put emphasis on making it seem like he was being honest here.

as of now, my theory would be that his ability can manipulate and transfer the whereabouts and consciousness of himself and (maybe) other people.

in chapter 56, it shows that fyodor has bodies that he can use.

this barely looks like fyodor. maybe this is some sort of dummy or corpse he altered to look like himself, then he had one of the vampires hide it in the helicopter in the case something were to happen? all while his real body was turned to mush from the crash the whole time? this is a HUGE stretch but remember a lot of bsd is huge stretches.

fake body aside, let’s go back a bit.

the guard here (in 114), seems to have something going on in his head. what if fyodor transferred his consciousness into the guard to avoid being killed?

if you look at fyodor here, his face has a scar that is absent in the current timeline. what if this is just a body that happens to look like current fyodor?

i would assume this is how he has been alive so long; he is able to just keep moving his mind into younger and healthier bodies. whenever he’s brought to the brink of death he just moves his consciousness again.

now, why would he let sigma know this?

my theory is that he’s planning to take sigma’s body as his next host. sigma has fulfilled his role in the DoA, therefore he is not needed and his body is free for use. he transferred his memories over early so that bringing the rest of his consciousness to his next body would go quicker.

doing this would leave dazai and chuuya unguarded and unprepared if he decided to kill them.

this would explain why fyodor refers to himself as a servant of god. much like jesus, he continues resseurecting himself. maybe he was being fully honest when he told dazai that he cannot be killed?

[noturlondonboy]

Touches game, Hugs, 3

Please?

Hugs #3- hugging while twirling around

This one definitely got away from me but I think it’s freaking adorable

——

The day of Kate’s Bishop’s graduation, Yelena was a restless mess. Everything had to be perfect, because her Hawkeye was perfect, and therefore deserved nothing but the best. She paced circles into the floor the minutes her girlfriend had left their home to get ready for the ceremony itself, her cheeks flushed from Yelena’s lips on her cheeks and hand between her legs. A proper send off, if you will. But now that Kate was doing her part on her big day, it was Yelena’s turn.

No pressure, suka.

She starts with cleaning the apartment- easy enough, unless you factor in the two large, energetic dogs that liked to try to help. Their assistance usually looked like chewing on the decorations she was trying to put up, or just causing general chaos. Normally, Yelena would be patient with them and use it as a training opportunity, but today was not that. Fanny and Lucky ended up in their crates, and that was that.

Balloons were scattered, streamers were placed over the entry ways, and a banner spelling out GRADUATE in big purple block letters was hung on the back wall. Among other decorations, Yelena stood back and dusted her hands off, feeling satisfied with herself.

While she was happy with the main room of the apartment, most of her pride was in her work on her and Kate’s bedroom. But that was for the archer to discover later, in the privacy of each other’s company.

——

The stadium is beyond loud, the roar of people here to see their own graduates practically deafening. Yelena had initially flinched and huddled away from it all, but Natasha had dug out her noise cancelling headphones and settled them over Yelena’s ears before it could completely overwhelm her. She shot her sister a grateful smile, nudging their shoulders together before scooting over to make room for Clint and his family. Nathanial wiggled into her lap right away, and the blonde giggled, holding the little boy close.

“How are you, kiddo?” Clint signs to her, his smile easy and tired.

Yelena returns the gentle look and takes her hand from Nate’s hair. “Excited to see our Hawkeye,” she signs back, leaning into Clint’s steady warmth as he wraps an arm around her shoulders and hugs her close.

Bucky is settled in the row behind her, exchanging low words with Natasha and a soft kiss to her brow before he notices that Yelena isn’t focused on Clint anymore. He leans forward and loops his flesh arm gently around her front to hug her swiftly, a kiss pressed into her hair. She smiles brightly and leans back into him, their eyes meeting. The corners of his crinkle in happiness.

“Love you, little bear,” he mouths to her, and Yelena’s smile only grows, her chest warm and heart swelling.

The ceremony officially starts a few minutes later, and Yelena is laser focused on the crowd of graduates as their names are read off one by one. Kate is up relatively quickly, and Yelena takes her headphones off, wanting to hear her girlfriend’s name over the speaker.

“Katherine Elizabeth Bishop!”

Yelena lets out a roar and jumps to her feet, holding Nate on her shoulders as she screams and shouts and cheers, her voice rising above even the giant crowd. Kate’s eyes find hers, so bright and so happy that Yelena finds herself crying. Her Kate Bishop. That was her girl. She was so proud.

The entire rest of the ceremony, Yelena’s gaze is solely fixed on Kate. The archer periodically turns her head to catch Yelena’s eye, exchanging looks and secret smiles meant only for each other. When the last student’s name has been called out and every graduate is once again seated, the Dean stands from her chair and walks to the podium, her smile blinding.

“It is so wonderful to have you all here today, graduates. This day means so much to me, for you. We’ve had such a successful year.”

She talks for a few minutes before Kate’s name catches Yelena’s attention.

”Please welcome our very our graduating class Valedictorian, Katherine Bishop.”

“What!?” Yelena’s jaw drops, her eyes wide as she watches Kate stand yet again and stride to the stage, her stance tall and stride powerful. Yelena is effortlessly turned on. Valedictorian? When did this happen? Surely Kate would have told her about such an important thing?

”She wanted to surprise you,” Natasha tells her quietly after Yelena takes her headphones off.

Yelena scoffs, but her cheeks are glowing and her smile is bright. “Of course she did.”

The blonde listens with rapt attention as Kate speaks, her eyes laser focused on the woman that she loved. Kate was grinning, unable to contain her joy as she stood up there in front of her peers, her cheeks flushed. Towards the end of her speech, she mentions her family and friends, her eyes on all the people that Yelena is surrounded by, and her two closest friends in the crowd of graduates with her.

”And to my darling, my beautiful girlfriend, Yelena.”

Yelena’s breath catches in her throat. Kate’s eyes are right on her, shining a mesmerizing sky blue.

”Without you, I’m not sure I would have made it this far,” Kate says softly into the mic, her smile lovestruck. “You have been the tallest lighthouse for me in the storm that is college. You’ve helped me find who I am, and what it means to love myself. With every late night spent with you, every early morning run in the softness of dawn, every cram session where you made sure I was fed, and hydrated, and helped me study, I have fallen more and more in love with you. You are my world. I can never thank you enough for loving me with the intensity that you do, or for being my partner in the challenges that we face together.”

There are tears in Yelena’s eyes, my jaw slack as she holds Kate’s gaze, her entire body on fire.

Kate suddenly swallows and turns to look at the Dean behind her, and the woman nods, smiling softly. The archer’s shoulders relax, her smile nervous when she turns back to the mic. “Yelena, my love- will you please come join me on stage?”

Yelena blinks hard, sitting up a little straighter. The stage? Her?

Clint and Natasha are both chuckling softly on either side of her, and when they rest their hands on her back to encourage her up, she can’t help but feel that they’ve been in on something she isn’t aware of this whole time.

Kate’s smile is nearly blinding as she watches Yelena maneuver her way to the stairs and walk down to the floor. Is this why they had been sitting so close to the front? When she reaches the stairs to the stage, her steps are wobbly, and Kate meets her halfway, offering an arm to help her up. Yelena holds onto her gratefully, looking up at her archer with a furrowed brow. The brunette only smiles reassuringly at her.

When they get back to the podium, Kate clips a smaller mic onto her collar and turns to Yelena, taking her hands and pressing her lips to each knuckle. Yelena can only stare, her lips parted and eyes wide as her heart flutters and her stomach fills with nerves.

”Kate Bishop…?” she whisper softly in question, only for her darling to hear.

Kate kisses her hand one more time before clearing her throat, her fave nervous but loving. “Yelena Belova, you complete me.”

Oh. Oh. Was she- was Kate…?

”I want to spend every day of my life with you.” The archer swallowed thickly. “There are so many things that I can’t properly put into words, but I hope to be given the chance to try to voice how much I love and admire you every day for the rest of our lives. But to get that chance, I need to start with this.”

Yelena watches Kate sink to one knee. She watches her take off her grad cap and pull a small velvet box from somewhere inside it. She is distantly aware of the dull roar of the crowd screaming their heads off, but all she sees and hears and breathes is Kate Bishop.

Her archer opens the small box to reveal a beautiful obsidian ring, and Yelena feels the tears burning down her face.

”Yelena Belova,” Kate says, her voice strong and sure despite the nerves in her gut, “will you be my wife?”

”Kate Bishop,” Yelena sobs out softly, her voice thick and catching on her tongue as she covers her mouth with her hands. “Oh my god, Kate Bishop.”

She is so beautiful, and she is everything Yelena has ever wanted.

Yelena pulls Kate up onto her feet so that she can kiss her, cupping the archer’s face and slamming their lips together in a breathless tangle. “Yes, yes, always yes,” she sobs into Kate’s sweet mouth, kissing her hard and holding her close.

Kate is crying too at this point, and they can’t hear the roar of the crowd in their own little pocket when Kate pulls back in order to slip the ring on Yelena’s finger. The blonde stares at it in awe for a moment before looking up to meet Kate’s gaze, and the sheer abundance of love she finds there nearly sends her to her knees.

But Kate scoops her up into her arms before she can fall, as she always does, holding her close in a bone crushing hug as she lifts the blonde from her feet and twirls them around. She spins her, and spins her, and spins her, and Yelena never wants it to stop.

[sketch-guardian]

Mc having a second secret acc that the rad classmates and angels don’t know about and it’s literally them just being super down bad saying the most heinously down bad things that got even the devil and god shaking in their boots from how down bad they are so down bad they’ve become a meme but for shits a gigs I think it’d be interesting if they heard about it from other students from RAD and just assume the worst of what’s in the acc and ask azul to snoop/azul snoops and around and it’s just Mc being so down bad like going feral down bad ex

“So you guys saw how Domnra beat the shit out of that student today right? Well goddamn how I wish it were me like YALL SAW HOW HOT HE LOOKED RIGHT?!”

Like it’s just Sukuna/Gojo fan level of downbadness like so down bad it’ll get a reaction out of Nathanial type of downbadness!!

Or another scenario is they’re already dating and Mc is pretty normal like normal flirty stuff but the acc is jsut horrendous from how down bad they are

(Sorry for the word vomit😭)

Don't worry about the word vomit, honestly I find this ask hilarious😂I'll try my best to write some good headcanons☺I also apologize for the delay🙈I was looking for a university for a master's degree these days, lessons start next week so I'll start being busy again😭:

"RAD CLASSMATES+NEW EXCHANGE STUDENTS WITH A DOWN BAD MC WHO OWNS A SECRET ACCOUNT DEDICATED TO THEM"

DEMYA

Demya is a pretty shameless demon, especially when it comes to her mate, in fact she would have no problem with PDA or showing her affection for MC through compliments and praise, after all she has to let everyone know that they're a couple, so as to discourage competition and let them see just how proud she is of MC. So, the fact that MC has a secret secondary account dedicated exclusively to simp for her even at different times of the day, such as when she eats, hunts or dances, would make Demya curious about the reason for MC's secrecy, but also very amused, she would probably tease MC about it every now and then, even posing on purpose in case they wanted to post new pics, maybe even together this time. It wouldn't be the first time she has received compliments, but Demya would prefer them from MC, because they would be more genuine and without ulterior motives

DOMNRA/MOBIM

Domnra, of all people, would actually be the one with the most doubts and who would immediately think the worst at the suspicion that his partner is hiding something from him, not because he doesn't trust MC, but because he is a fairly insecure demon, although it doesn't look like it, especially due to his anger issues. Therefore, when Mobim would cheerfully come to him with his D.D.D in its little arms in order to show him a surprise, Domnra would be quite puzzled, but relieved, to find out that MC only has a secret secondary account used to post sappy comments about him. Domnra would be quite flustered to read certain down bad posts, especially those about him listening to music, his training sessions or fights, it's likely that he wouldn't confront MC on the subject, however Domnra would usually reread certain posts when he feels down, to raise his self-esteem. Mobim, instead of down bad comments, would find posts where MC would treat the little curse as a baby or a puppy. Mobim would likely be more affectionate towards MC, grateful for their love

AZUL

Bold of MC to assume that Azul wouldn't post down bad comments and photos dedicated to his lovely star without shame on his main Devilgram account, after all he is a simp par excellence and proud of it, Azul isn't bashful to show his devotion and admiration for his source of inspiration, that is MC. It wouldn't take Azul long to figure out the identity behind MC's secret secondary account, he would chuckle to himself as he read the posts, while his colors would change from light blue to pale pink, index of affection. In a sing-song tone Azul would go to MC to tell them he had discovered their little secret, teasing them lovingly with hugs and kisses. Azul wouldn't understand the reason behind MC's shyness, but if they want to simp for him in secret while he paints, sculpts or floats around, who is he to stop them? Azul would also find amusing that both him and MC seem consider themselves each other muses

ZURI

Not gonna lie, Zuri has several admirers despite having worked as a model only on few occasions, so being flattered would be nothing new for her, even as an angel in the Celestial Realm she had people who at the mere sight of her turned to stare at her beauty, Zuri's aware of her appearance and makes sure to take care of it, however she wouldn't pay much attention to fans, more committed to improving her style and sewing skills. It's likely that Azul, being a troublemaker and a snitch, would show Zuri the down bad posts about her and it would take Zuri only a few seconds to guess that MC was behind the secret account, probably recognizing their way of typing, she's a detail-oriented and perceptive demon after all. Zuri would find MC's sappy posts about her working, trying on new clothes, during social events and although slightly exasperated, she would eventually let out an amused scoff and smile faintly. Zuri would approach the topic with MC with caution, not wanting to embarrass them too much, to their surprise she might even propose to do something romantic together in the privacy of her home, given that they seem so infatuated with her

ODON

Although Odon doesn't use social media much, because technology sometimes struggles to work due to their eldritch horror nature, that doesn't mean they wouldn't discover MC's secret secondary account, rather they would find out about it thanks to their eye-like creatures, who can see everything in Devildom, probably even MC writing the down bad posts, unknown to them, in fact the grumpy eye-like creature (Bob) would stare at MC with an unimpressed gaze, while the cheerful eye-like creature (Rob) would look at them with a sly gaze, in any case, the familiars would report everything to Odon. For Odon, such down bad posts would remind them of their youth, when there were some cults that worshipped them and made sacrifices in their honor, hoping of being noticed. Looking back on it, Odon would find that past fact quite awkward, because although flattered, they would think it was all quite unnecessary. However, MC's comments would please Odon, because they would be grateful to be genuinely liked and to be seen as a good friend, even if some posts would confuse the eldritch horror, especially the most feral ones, for simple actions such as reading or cooking. Odon would only confront MC on the subject if they thought they wouldn't get too embarrassed, after all Odon doesn't want to upset them, they would likely write MC a poem though, to return their kindness in their own way

REMIEL

Remiel is still learning how to use a D.D.D, having never had to use such means of communication before, so someone else would have to show the angel of death how social media works and possibly let her discover MC's secret secondary account, a guy like Azul for example. Remiel, as often has occurred, would be a little confused by such custom, not understanding the feral posts and trying to interpret them from a logical point of view, furthermore she wouldn't know why MC posted such comments instead of talking to her. Remiel, being a gloomy yet blunt angel, would have no trouble saying what she thinks of MC, even if her statements would be more on the sweet, emotional and poetic side. MC's down bad comments that would strike Remiel the most would be the soft ones, those of encouragement, complimenting her while she learns, flies and stares at things absent mindedly, the sweetness could make Remiel shed some tears, not used to such displays of love if not from her family. Speaking of feral posts, since she would be confused, Remiel would ask for explanations from a person she trusts, namely her father Death, so depending on how inappropriate some of MC's comments are, they could find the fucking grim reaper outside their front door

NATHANIEL

In the Celestial Realm, Nathaniel is seen as a sort of mentor, a figure that many look up to for wisdom, so it wouldn't be uncommon to find people who admire him for his appearance as well, ethereal according to some, without effort, Nathaniel has always been very casual about it though, since physical appearance is one of the last things on his mind. Nathaniel knows enough about social media, he would check them every now and then out of pure curiosity, but he would still be flabbergasted to see posts about himself and it takes a lot to catch Nathaniel off guard, so MC's down bad comments must be really feral to have made even the archangel react. Nathaniel would be amused to see sappy posts about him as he meditates, takes strolls through nature or practices archery with his hair tied in a ponytail, he would find them cute, if a little exaggerated. MC would notice Nathaniel occasionally glancing at their D.D.D and then showing them a small knowing smile, without elaborating any further, before disappearing into another room, leaving MC with the doubt of whether or not he has discovered their secret, his nonchalant and quiet attitude wouldn't help at all. Nathaniel may seem innocent, but he can be a bit of a tease when he wants to

URIEL

Uriel wouldn't often use a D.D.D, not used to communicating with similar means, so it would take someone like Nathaniel to point out to the warrior angel that someone is writing about her and with great enthusiasm to boot, he would also make it clear that MC is the one behind the secret account, otherwise Uriel would ignore the matter. Uriel would be confused by the praise, as she technically isn't a saint to be worshipped or entrusted with one's prayers, however she would still appreciate the admiration towards herself, especially during her training sessions, duties and times in her armor. However, Uriel wouldn't understand why MC, in their secret secondary account, would confess and insist on wanting to be crushed, stepped on or squeezed by her, the warrior angel would not find such masochism healthy and could get scandalized by some feral posts. At the beginning, Uriel would ask MC for explanations, but over time, despite the embarrassment, Uriel would also proclaim her pride and love, only upon request though, as she thinks such displays should be private

[princess-of-the-corner]

Rose: Hmm, ya know, now that Lilla's back we really do have three famous people in class. Finally enough for kiss marry kill!

Juleka: Killing? Morbid, I'm in.

Rose: We have confirmation, anyone else want in?

Marinette: This sounds super inappropriate.

Lila: Its all right with me, I know your answers ahead of time Marinette, I won't take offence :3c

Marinette (Aggressive eyebrow twitching)

Nathanial: I'm up.

Ivan: Can the marriage be ceremonial? Cos Mylene and I are already dating.

Rose: No, that's playing the game wrong.

Chloe: You're already playing the game wrong!

Alyx: boo, buzz kill.

Chloe (Flips her off) I'm right though, everyone will just choose to kill me, some of you already tried-

Adrien: Hey-

Chloe: As Akuma, I know, point is, you're undermine one third of the games entire structure, it needs three equals participants or its just lazy!

Nino: Did not expect to be agreeing with Chloe, also you OK with this dude?

Adrien: Eh, you should hear backstage chatter in dressings rooms, though I think Chloe makes a point. What if we sub in Kagami for Chloe? She's nice.

Marinette: Plus, Kagami's pretty and rich and good with a sword! (Buries face in hands in despair)

Alya: (Pats her head)

Kagami (Opens door) I heard my name being shouted, am I needed for something?

Sabrina: They're playing kiss, marry kill and you're being swapped into Chloe's place so there's no easy kill option.

Kagami: I see, well I will put on my best effort, but given I don't share a class with the players I know I am at a disadvantage. Still, I enjoy a challenge.

Rose: Don't worry Kagami, Juleka and I are definitely killing Adrien instead of you.

Kagami: How charming, you have my gratitude.

Adrien: Love wins!

Kagami: Now I only need to strike down Miss Rossi.

Lila (Please say she's not being literal)

Mylene: This game is so violent.

Chloe: It should also be more sordid, but I guess Fu-

Marinette: OK, so whose first!?

So Chloé since you took yourself out of the running what's your answer?

[14thgalerie]

I have a Request. Best friends to lovers with James Potter. James potter stealing readers favourite shampoo. The reader notices this while she's in the shower. So angry she wraps a towel around her body and storms up to there marauders dorm with her hair soaking wet. She thinks that it was sirius who took and but she notices James in front of the mirror with a towel wrapped around his waist. Hair soaking wet. So she reaches to smell his hair only to find out that his hair smells like her shampoo

shampoo thief

• pairing: best friend!james potter  x reader

• now playing: i really love you by gibbz / sunscreen by nathanie

• word count: 2.7k

• genre: fluff

• based on: fluff

— first request I got but i- uh- totally botched it because I got carried away with the shampoo thief thing so to the user (i think they deactivated tho) I’m really sorry hehe but hopefully you'll still like this one.

The hospital wing is quiet and James Potter is utterly lonely.

The rising pile of flowers, get-well cards, and the occasional chocolates— which reminds him, he mentally takes down a note to have Remus take them when he leaves— that people have left since he’s been admitted to the hospital didn’t really satiate him. 

The clock on the wall opposite him ticks tauntingly and at an agonisingly slow pace as he stares at the door. Willing for something, or someone to come through and give him what his heart had been searching for since three days ago.

He lies upon the creaky but somehow comfortable bed, mindlessly fluttering his eyes close and then open, asking himself how he got himself into this situation. It’s been a horrifyingly exhausting week for all the students at Hogwarts, what with the piling work their professors had concurrently dumped on them. However, as an avid player of their quidditch team, he’s also been working his ass off at practice, running only on cups and cups of coffee.

Somewhere between nearly catching the snitch, and trying to keep his eyes wide open and locked in, he must’ve dozed off and wavered in his broom. The action nearly caused him to fall off the wooden stick at soaring 30 feet off the floor. If it weren’t for Weasley catching his fall, he would be staying far longer than Madam Pomfrey firmly made him stay in the wing. He’s lucky to only have a fractured shoulder.

Still, the three days felt longer than they did. Especially when it’s only been the boys who really came every day even though, sadly for them, weren’t the person he’s been looking for.

“-then he flew across the room, dropping right smack on the cauldron filled with some disgusting concoction that Slughorn made! Prongs? James? Are you even listening?”

He hears an airy sound before he feels a hand slams down his unharmed shoulder.

“Huh? What?” 

Remus eyes him, a concerned look on his visage. “Merlin, Are you alright or have you also hit your head? You’ve been out of it since the first day we came.”

“It’s nothing.” He replies, his eyes unknowingly fleeting back towards the heavy door behind the three boys.

“There it is!” Sirius exclaims.

“What?” He looks back toward the dark-haired boy.

“You’ve been waiting for Y/N to come to visit you, haven’t you?”

“No, I’m not!” He defends.

“Whatever you say, man. But just to let you know, she’s been studying day and night so she hasn’t really found the time to visit you yet.” James pouts, ”But she did mention to let you know that she might take a break tonight and give the whiny baby the attention he’s been seeking.”

Remus and Peter chuckle as he suddenly brightens up and seemingly emitted out a beaming glow around him.

But as he sits in a jittering mess on the bed with the blankets laying on the edges of the hospital bed, he’s starting to think that maybe you’ve forgotten all about him.

He huffs and, like a child, pulls the blankets over his entire body. With only the ticking sound of the clock as his accompaniment, he quickly leaves off for dreamland. Where, weirdly, a familiar sweet and citrusy smell travels through his nostrils and fills him with warmth.

When James awakens, the day was just like the day before and the days before that. Madam Pomfrey was up and bustling about the vicinity of the room. Even though it was only ever really him who occupied the room since he arrived, the woman always seemed to be so busy.

But with a glance to his left, he catches a glimpse of a furry paw hidden under the blanket he haphazardly threw to the side. The curiosity eats at him to see if the item is another one that would join the mountain of gifts on the bedside table. But as he pulls the soft arm of the doll, he sees a familiar fabric as its makeshift shirt.

As James makes it sit on his lap, a piece of paper falls out of his shirt. 

“Hiya, I was gonna give you this personally but you were already fast asleep when I got here. Well, I suppose the taxing late night must’ve had you sleeping 24 hours, you’re the least happy person to be stuck in this place, but it’s your fault anyways.

Anyway, I made the cutest shirt for this little pal from my old night shirt ‘cus it pretty much was hanging by a thread already. I wanted to at least let you have a piece of me with you, cause I'm pretty sure you're badly missing me haha. Anyways get well soon, loser, I need a reason to take a break from work.”

A smile flirts across his lips, his gaze softening as he carefully tucks the flimsy paper between the pages of some book. He leans back and raises the bear above him, adoringly staring at the fluffy bear that weirdly smells like the one in his dream.

It was only two days later when he was discharged from the bleak, 4 walls of his nightmare.

“Are you being serious?” James asks, flabbergasted at the speed of his recovery.

“Yes, I am, Mr. Potter. Would you rather stay here for a few more days? Because you are free to do so.” She replies, taking a final check at his shoulder. 

“No!”

“Thank merlins.” She jokingly huffed in relief. “I was worried you were about to say you wanted to for a second there.”

James, elated as a child free from the confines of his classroom, all but walks out the doors. He heads straight toward the Gryffindor tower, skipping in his step, enthusiastically giving a wave at the people he bumps into.

“Y/N!”

The occupants of the common room all collectively flinch in their places at his shout. Although it’s a common occurrence since the day James’ been sorted into Gryffindor, they easily got used to the peaceful silence of the one less noise from the four. It was really nice while it lasted.

“James!” A loud booming voice instead answers him, to which he simply bypassed the person whose arms were outstretched beside him. Bumping into their left arm as he does so.

Said person dramatically gasps— and it wouldn’t be Sirius Black if it wasn’t complete with the hands over his chest and heavy breathing after.

“Oi! I’m the one who has visited you when I could be studying, you ungrateful trash.”

James turns back laughing, “I’m just kidding, pads. Come on.”

He waits for the dark-haired boy to run towards him, engulfing him in a big hug. The two chuckled and rejoiced at the fact that James had finally left the room he’s been locked in for several days now.

“Am I that horrible of an accompaniment?”

“Remus!” James shouts. He leaves Sirius’ arms and hops towards the tall boy. Which the latter reciprocates, wrapping his arms around James’ shoulders. 

“Oh! You know you’re not, James just happens to see my eye for grandiose acts.” Sirius replies.

“I’m a prefect, Sirius. McGonagall’s gonna start to think I’ve been turning a blind eye to your pranks.”

“She loves you, you’re the only good thing out of all of us. I’m sure she can forget whatever we do as long as you say so”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever you say.” 

Remus turns to head back toward their room. He pauses for a second before he pivots on his heels.

“Oh right! Before I forget, Sirius and Peter had used up all your shampoo. So you should go buy some more when we head out for Hogsmeade.” He mentions before continuing on his path.

James nods and pulls Sirius towards the couch, making brief talk as they sit for hours on end on the floor beside the warm, crackling fireplace. 

“Where’s Y/N by the way, I didn’t see her on my way over here?” He asks.

“I heard Lily say that she was pulled by Slughorn to help out with some potions in preparation for class tomorrow.”

“Oh ok.”

“She knows you were gonna be out of confinement today, she asked herself earlier before classes.” Sirius explains to the forlorn boy, “It was just bad timing that she took too long to fix her bag and she couldn’t get away.

James leans back on his arms, watching tiny pieces of ash fall on the stone. The two have gone silent, instead resting in comfortable silence when suddenly he hears a whooshing sound followed by a thump as a heavy pillow hits Sirius’ face.

“What the hell!” Sirius jumps up, but before he could even let another word out, he is hit by another pillow which makes him stumble in his step. 

“You’re the thief!” 

“I’m no thief, what are you talking about?” Sirius sputters at the accusation, offended that of all things to be called, it had to be a thief. 

“Peter said otherwise! He told me that you’re the one who’s been stealing my shampoo!”

“What?” He watches as Sirius’ face contorted into something akin to perplexity.

“I smelled it on him and he said he used yours!” You point a finger at him. 

James feels his heart skip a beat when his eyes cross. He dryly laughs, inching backward. His brain reminds him of when he accidentally took your bottle of shampoo from when the boys' bathroom was flooded and they had to all use the girls' bathroom. You accidentally left yours and to be fair, he didn’t know it was yours until now. Thinking of it, maybe it was why the bear smelled familiar to him. 

He genuinely thought it smelled good and hoped that the person wouldn’t mind losing a bottle. He supposed that was why he kept smelling the scent even in his dream.

“It was a new bottle! That shit was expensive!” You continue to berate the confused man. “Just admit it!”

James starts to inch backward, knowing that Sirius would point fingers at him anytime now. 

“Oh please! It didn’t even smell anything expensive. If I were to steal something, you must know that it must be the same brand that the king of England uses!”

He was so close to escaping, his hands were already gripping the railings of the stairs up to their room. But as he was about to turn around, a wave of relief was coursing through him as he saw that you hadn’t noticed him yet, he heard his name.

“Hey! It was James!” 

James curses under his breath. With one foot on the steps, he turns his head back towards the both of you. He sees your confused expression.

“We used his shampoo since we ran out and he was in the infirmary.” Sirius quickly continues, annoyed at how he was dropped by Peter and subsequently, accused by you.

James dryly laughs, before running for his life up the stairs. He didn’t bother to look back knowing that you were for sure on his tail. Darn his younger self for teaching you how to climb up the stairs. 

Once the wooden doors were in his sight, foolish as ever, he slowed down. 

He humiliatingly lets out a scream when he feels a hand grip his shoulder. It would’ve been fine if it was somebody else but he knew you would never let it down. 

“You fucker!” You pull him to face your side, your hands still gripped tight on his shoulder blades. You were panting from running up the flight of stairs.

He immediately blurts out anything his mind could muster, “I’m sorry! I didn’t know it was yours!”

“Even then! Who in their right mind would steal a literal bottle of shampoo?” 

“Uh- me?” He reluctantly answers.

Your face deadpans. 

“Give me my bear back.” You demand, putting your hand out.

He immediately shakes his head sideways. Eyes plastered intently on yours. His hands unconsciously make their way to the flaps of the shoulder bag that housed the fluffy toy.

“Um no? This is mine now, you can’t take back a gift!” He huffs. 

“That doesn’t count anymore when you owe me something! So give it, you little shit.”

He turns to run away when he notices that your hands were no longer on his body. His hands gripping the straps of the bag tight close to his chest.

But before he could even turn around, you had already foreseen his action and pulled the bag towards you.

“Let go.”

“No, he’s mine now!”

“You must’ve hit your brain when you fell, you should go back and I’ll keep her safe.”

“What?”

“She’s a girl, you idiot. Look at her necklace.”

“Uh no? Your tiny hands might snatch it away as soon as I take her out of this bag!” He replies.

Instead of answering back, you forcefully tugged at the bag. The two of you played a tug of war, you were insanely strong with how hard you managed to pull it towards you. In his desperation to win, he loosens his grip and watches as you almost fall backward at the sudden force. 

But his hands were there to catch you from behind.

And little ole’ James didn’t know what came over him but as he leaned forward, he couldn’t allow himself to stop, instead, he let his lips crash into yours.

You’re shocked at the action. He waits for you to take a step back, to avert your gaze elsewhere before running off to wherever, as his young mind kept telling him to expect. But with every second that passes, you weren’t making any move, instead, he feels the loose threads of a smile weaving gently on your lips.

When he pulls away, you watch as his eyes flutter open. Waiting for those sparkling orbs to come in contact with yours, you’re surprised when he fixates his eyes on your lips instead. James wanted to say something, anything but as soon as you split apart, all confidence that ran through him just seconds ago had been washed out. He couldn’t do anything except to clear the lump in his throat and drop his head in the crook of your neck and shoulders.

Pushing his head away from you by his jaw so that you can look at him, eye to eye. You gasp at the red tint that painted his entire face and laugh. You swipe your thumb that sits on his cheeks in admiration of how absolutely adorable he was. He leans to your touch and smiles lightly, but his eyes were still wavering scared to hear or see how your reaction would be.

He takes you in, everything about you, down to every breath you take, to the way your hands unconsciously kept swiping at his cheek. The world is unstable beneath his feet at the realisation of what he just did. 

“You do know that won’t be your payback for the shampoo right? You still have to buy me a new one.” You cheekily say to him.

He, once again, drops his head at the junction of your neck. His laughter vibrates against your skin, sending immediate shivers down your spine. 

“I’ll buy you as many as you want as long as you come with me to buy them on Saturday?” He asks with the last bit of confidence still left in him. Crossing his fingers.

“A hundred?” You tease, lightly laughing.

“I don't care if it’s a hundred or a thousand, just cuddle with me so I can smell it on you.”

“That sounds so weird.” You let out a burst of laughter. It gets even louder when you see the tip of his ears turn redder by the second.

“Shut up.” He says, as he grabs your waist and pulls you against him, and moves his head to set a peck on the crown of your head. He retracts and smiles at you so wide that his glasses move up his nose and tilt sideways. 

He takes your hand up to his lips, where he lets them brush against your fingertips down to your wrist where he lands the softest kiss right where your pulse lies.

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[hey-dont-touch-that]

I had a terrifying realization about Bungo Stray Dogs..

No matter how many AUs or what’s written on the ‘page’ the story happens through Atsushi.. without him there is no story.

Who ever gets to him first can control the plot through him..

In Beast PM boss Dazai chose Atsushi over Akutagawa and we got the darkest timeline with the white reaper. He also kills the orphanage director thus allowing Mori to leave the PM and take over.

In Dead Apple it’s revealed he killed Shibusawa when he forcibly awoke the were tiger. When he remembers this and accepts the tiger he’s able to kill Shibusawa again. Only he can kill Shibusawa.

In season 1 everyone is after him and the huge bounty placed on him. Through this manhunt we are introduced to the port mafia and the guild.

In season 2 he stops the moby dick from crashing and saves the city. His words help to save Kyouka and she joins the agency. He proposes that the agency and mafia work together to defeat the guild.

Season 3 he has the idea to join up with the port mafia and stop the virus ability user. He once again works with Akutagawa and tells him that they’re the same in that they’re both hurting themselves in trying to prove people wrong and that Dazia will be proud of him once he lives his own life.

In season 4 he overhears that the decay of angels used a page from the book and it’s through him we learn that Ango is once again on the side of good.

In the manga because he was shot by Nathanial he discovers how much is left before the other side is written on. He informs the agency thus leading to them the airport.

I saw a post saying that Mori could very well choose Atsushi for the transfer. Imagine where the plot would go with the port mafia’s new pet.

In conclusion the character who wants to control the plot needs Atsushi to do so.. who ever gets to him first.. wins

[cryptocism]

I am screaming at you, i hope you can hear the echo so that you can understand how emotionally wrecked, and then emotionally healed I was by this final chapter. I am just-IT'S SO GOOD T-T

I do not know how you managed to pull everything together in the most beautiful, gut wrenchingly perfect way. But you did.

I've loved every moment of this fic. From finding your blog years ago (thank you timkon animatic), to watching you develop these characters into something more than a single piece of glorious art, then multiple pieces of glorious art, to the radio silence there for a bit, to Frequency beginning to release, to learning Jude and Nathanial's names, to Three's power being revealed, to Thad finally finally getting to be happy and secure in himself and hug Max.

It's been one hell of a year reading this, and every single moment was worth the journey to get here. This fic is such an inspiration, and I hope that I can someday create something that touches people in the way that Frequency has touched me.

Thank you, thank you, thank you for sharing this with us. <3

AAHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH!! its been a blast to write, im so fuckin.... happy to be done and sad its over and DEEPLY relieved there's a relative consensus that it stuck the landing

thank you for reading, it means a lot ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[kimmiessimmies]

Looking back on Rachel's Dating Adventure

This was a huge project. I decided all this somewhere at the start of December, and here we are, three months later, and my dear Rachel has finally reached the end. Or, actually, the beginning. Of what will hopefully become a great romance.

How I felt throughout this adventure

🥰Moved. I never expected this to get the response it did.

😬Overwhelmed. Thirteen guys is a lot!

😕Apologetic. I always felt a little pinch thinking of the creator when a date didn't work out. I'm sorry your guy didn't make it or if the date showed him in a bad light.

😒Annoyed. This game still does my head in sometimes, especially during gameplay.

😂Amused. This game still makes me laugh out loud sometimes, especially during gameplay.

😘Grateful. All the comments and additional support were amazing. Thank you all for being here for this.

😍In love. Seeing Rachel develop her crush and maybe even deeper feelings touched my heart.

Comparison Chart

To keep track of how it was going and where each guy ranked, I kept score in a comparison chart. See below. I started a list for the second round, but the second round only became one date.

As you can see, Alfie and Trey were pretty much level-pegging and absolutely very strong contenders if Malte hadn't made such a smashing impression.

A note on "attraction"

I talked about the attraction scores with some people and how surprising some of these were. Also, as it turned out, different people have different experiences with the attraction system generally. In my game, it's always the same both ways. I checked it both from Rachel's perspective and from the guy's and each time, it was the same both ways, which is why only one score is noted. In conversations, I realised some people see different attraction scores depending on which of two sims they select. I think this might be influenced by mods. So it's good to note that at the time of playing these dates, I had no mods installed that affected attraction. This is only the game's attraction system at work.

Thanks to the creators

This whole thing wouldn't have been possible without the brilliant ladies sending me their men. I've loved the attention you put into creating these guys, the background information you gave me and seeing the boys interact with Rachel.

@sircesimblr, the fact that you created a whole mini-story to introduce your guys was so heartwarming and touching. You brought me three very different guys, each with a very strong individual personality. I'm sorry Stam didn't get a real chance, but I had to go with the story. Orbin is such a lovely guy, I'm glad I get to keep him in my game and in the animal rescue centre which Honeycomb gained because of him. Who knows, he may find love another way. Klaus-Ove was very funny and I liked him a lot. I still believe he and Rach can be friends.

@flotheory, I'm sorry, I feel Nathanial might not have had a totally fair chance because his date was crashed by another. It was a funny twist to the story, though, and the way he reacted to it all made it even funnier, and I thank you and him for that.

@echoweaver, Even now, I'm still not sure why Craig and Rachel had all those silences. Or the low attraction score. They seemed a good match on paper. Better than they turned out anyway. I thought he was cute and he had good traits.

@echomoria, Jake is so gorgeous! Can he stay? I loved the backstory you created for him and was looking forward to sharing more of that if he were to get a bigger part in the story. Maybe I can find another purpose for him?

@greenplumbboblover, I don't know if you are aware, but Cedrick was a firm favourite with many of the followers of my story. Several people told me, either in comments or in a personal message, that they thought Cedrick seemed an absolutely perfect match for Rachel. And honestly, I thought he'd do well too. I'm sorry it went completely differently.

@sushiikinsss, Despite Drax being much too cocky for Rachel, Trey fixed everything! He was such a darling! You sort of predicted Trey would do better than Drax, and you were very right, haha. I secretly would have liked to see Rach handle being a stepmum!

@nocturnalazure, Your boys stole my heart very early on. The hidden drama of the geeky, socially awkward younger brother always in the shadow of his irresistible and successful big bro. And now they signed up to date the same girl... Ethan was so endearing (as was Pepper!). He tried really hard, and I had to sit on my hands not to interfere and help them along a little bit. Nathan was all charms, but Rachel didn't bite. Though, as I've shown you, there was a background moment between him and someone else that might make for an interesting storyline after all. Let's discuss! 😉

@batsheba, Brave Alfie, going first. It feels like ages since we've seen him, but he was one of the strongest contenders in this whole thing. Rachel couldn't have hoped for a better start than Alfie gave her. He was absolutely wonderful, and I'm truly a little bit sad we didn't see more of him.

And finally, @nornities, where to begin? The letter, the extensive background story and, of course, wonderful Malte himself. It was clear from the moment he arrived that this wasn't just any random dude, this was someone who was special to his creator. I feel privileged that he gets to continue his path in my story. I've fallen a little bit in love with Malte myself, but I think he's in good hands with Rachel. 💗

The 'Real' Date

Like I said before, I gave Rachel and Malte a gameplay trial date: I had them meet up and spend some time together, just the two of them, outside, no special shenanigans. With the sole purpose of seeing if the chemistry they had on the first date was still there. It was clear pretty much straight away that they were still very much into each other. They picked up where they left off and were flirting and amorously hugging again quite quickly and built their relationship to best friends. This was all the incentive I needed to go with the pre-written romantic success date posted over the last few dates.

And, one last thing; after Rachel and Malte had their scripted and posed kiss, I felt I owed it to them to let them have a 'real' one too. Here it is:

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Thank you to everyone who made this adventure a success. For Rachel, for Malte and for me.