i am super proud of this one

s3e17 liveblog, condensed into one post (because I’m sure you don’t need you dash spammed again after last night)

Nora talking about musicals ♥

Barry looked so worried about Kara.

THE OUTFITS IN THIS EPISODE ARE ALL SO GORGEOUS? Particularly Kara’s dresses, but everyone?? They all looked amazing.

“He’s not my boyfriend, he’s my nothing” :) I am proud of you, Kara.

It’s so weird to see him as the musical villain? And Barry as the good one?? Wow.

That musical number aaaaahhhh

“There’s… no place like home” Oh my god

That was TOO easy.



…That song? That whole thing and you’re still going to war?

Nothing phases this guy. He doesn’t even care that he’s in a cell.


'I’m actually not supposed to do that anymore’

The flash pun

I love this song okay

Barry, you idiot. Don’t run out to where there’s shooting going on.

I knew this was leading to a 'true love’s kiss’ scenario

I wasn’t sure if I’d like Music Meister, but he was a really fun villain (idk if that’s actually what we should call him, considering he wasn’t actually evil? but he’s not a hero either so?)

no. NO. Don’t get with him again. KARA NO. I don’t even watch Supergirl and yet

I understand what my mutuals meant about getting it now. That… wow. I cried. That’s how you propose. It was beautiful, and I understand their relationship so much better now. Before, it was just… there, and I thought they were cute? Now I really see it.

In conclusion: the only thing that could’ve possibly made it better would’ve been Hartley appearing too (I still want him and winn to meet because reasons)

100 years Rick and Stanley


The Swedes + Eller from the Cooking with the Caps cookbook.

  • Mojo is the only one of them who managed to provide a recipe from a family member.
  • In fact, I am not convinced Mojo didn’t immediately scream “DIBS ON MEATBALLS!” as soon as the team said everyone needed to come up with a recipe, and all the other Swedes sulked.
  • Nicklas Backstrom: proud supporter of LoveBeets.com.
  • Nicky’s recipe is a misleading because it actually only involves a single beet.
  • Andre’s recipe probably serves either four people or one and a half Tom Wilsons.
  • Eller’s recipe has nothing to make fun of so all I can do is look at his picture and conclude he and Philipp Grubauer came into training camp with the same haircut, had to rock-paper-scissors over who got to keep it, and Grubi won.

I’m so proud of tsukki from the last episode so i drew him

Sky High Sentence Meme
  • “In a world of full of super heroes, there are two that stand above the rest.”
  • “His super strength makes him pretty much indestructible.”
  • “She has the power of supersonic flight along with a mastery of unarmed combat.”
  • “You look at them and see the defenders of the world. All I see is my dad wearing tights.”
  • “Living up to the family name means that I’m supposed to save the world someday.”
  • “I just want you to know how proud I am that you’ll be attending my alma mater and someday following me into the family business.”
  • “Maybe the next tiem I punch a meteor hurtling toward Earth, I’ll be the one who shatters into a million pieces.”
  • “It’s nice to know that whatever happens to me, you’ll still be around to save the world.”
  • “How does it feel to save the world again?”
  • “Do you want every super villain in the neighborhood to know we’re here?”
  • “So you…you don’t have powers?”
  • “In a few moments you will go through Power Placement and your own heroic journey will begin.”
  • “Good deeds and good luck.”
  • “My judgment is final so there will be no whiner babies.”
  • “If life were to suddenly get fair, I doubt it would happen in high school.”
  • “I believe in only using my powers when the situation demands it.”
  • “His mom’s a hero and his dad’s a super villain.”
  • “Kids who inherit their powers…well, impossible to say.”
  • “May sidekicks are the offspring of one super parents and one ordinary parent.”
  • “You must never ever bring anyone into the inner sanctum.”
  • “Soon as she came smashing through the window, I knew she was the oen for me.”
  • “He’s got the ego the size of a giant robot.”
  • “Turns out I may never get my powers.”
  • “Everybody expects greatness from me.”
  • “So you’re a sidekick. It’s not the end of the world.”
  • “You have an awesome power. You could have made hero easy.”
  • “I’m not into labels.”
  • “Why would you choose to be a sidekick?”
  • “When do we pick our names and costumes?”
  • “We in Hero Support are trained never to panic.”
  • “You can’t kill a zombie. You can only kill rekill him.”
  • “It’s a power trip. That’s all it is.”
  • “I don’t have any powers.”
  • “The fact of the matter is I’m proud to be a sidekick.”
  • “All I ever wanted for him was to save the world.”
  • “We can’t change who he is.”
  • “Living up to your father’s reputation or trying to live it down is a sad waste of talent.”
  • “I say if you ever cross me again, I’ll roast you alive.”
  • “As you may have noticed, I got my powers today!”
  • “When the time is right, we’ll have our revenge.”
  • “From now on, people mess with us as their own peril.”
  • “You’re breaking down barriers, proving we’re not heroes and sidekicks.”
  • “I’d give you an F but that would only mean having to see you in summer school.”
  • “I’m a technopath, I can control technology with my mind.”
  • “Once they start handing out grades for destruction of school property, I’ll be in good shape.”
  • “We were hoping that you’d be the guests of honor and receive the award for Heroes of the Year.”
  • “You’re not supposed to use your powers outside of school.”
  • “Some say she was recruiting villains at the school.”
  • “To let true love remain unspoken is the quickest route to a heavy heart.”
  • “You didn’t have to walk me home.”
  • “Your loyalties are clear when it comes to friends.”
  • “Did I do or say anything last night to make you think this is okay?”
  • “I feel extremely dangerous.”
  • “When you spend your whole life kicking butt and taking names, I guess you make a lot of memories.”
  • “You’re a hero, she’s a sidekick. She was holding you back.”
  • “You do not dump me! Not the night before the dance!”
  • “You ever feel like you messed up something so bad that you’ll never be able to fix it?”
  • “If someone is a true friend, you’d be surprised at how understanding they can be.”
  • “How I ever lost to a fool like you, I’ll never know.”
  • “Just because you have powers, that doesn’t make you a hero. Sometimes it just makes you a jerk.”
  • “I don’t believe in using powers for violence.”
  • “She hatched a plan so daring, so visionary, to start her own Super Villain Academy and raise a generation of heroes from scratch as villains.”
  • “My only regret: that this may be the finest super villain speech ever given and you don’t even know what I’m saying.”
  • “Oh my God. I made out with an old lady!”
  • “I thought you were a sidekick.”
  • “I just want to say sorry because this whole thing was my fault.”
  • “How were you supposed to know your girlfriend was a psychopath?”
  • “You gave me one rule and I broke it.”
  • “Whatever you’re teaching them, keep teaching them it.”
  • “In the end, my girlfriend became my archenemy, my archenemy became my best friend, and my best friend became my girlfriend.”

“After time adrift among open stars,
along tides of light
and through shoals of dust,
I will return to where I began.”


I couldn’t believe I hadn’t done a Tali drawing yet, so I decided to finally make one!! This is definitely my favourite piece I have ever made, I am SO proud of it. I hope to do a lot more in this style and I am super excited to open up shop and more commissions in the near future.

How Would You Feel? -Ed Sheeran

REQUEST: Anon: Hon, I’m all out of Fred Weasley fanfic, not sure if you write them but if you do one based on Ed Sheeran’s How Would You Feel? Maybe reader is spending the summer at the Burrow with the Weasleys?

PAIRING: Fred Weasley x reader

WARNINGS: Little, tiny, itsy bitsy, teeny weeny bit of angst, maybe, sorta hinted at smut? Idk. Tell me if I missed anything.

A/N: This is such a great request! I’ve never done a lyric based fanfic so I hope this is at least kinda close to what you were asking for. I, personally, am super proud of this one. I hope it’s not too long. Thanks for reading! <3 (oh and I’m on mobile so it won’t italicize so sorry about that)

A/N2: Characters and pretty much everything else do not belong to me. Please inform me of any typos or just ways I can improve. Also, plEASE REQUEST THINGS I LOVE REQUESTS AND WILL ACCEPT ANY AND ALL OF THEM.


The Burrow was bustling with redheads and company as the weather outside remained dreary. The Weasleys always had company. No matter the size of their home nor paycheck there was always room for one more.

You were currently sinking into the seemingly never-ending armchair by the fireside, enthralled in the flames and your own thoughts. The twins were busying themselves with different plans and formulas across the room, and the rest of the Weasleys were wandering in and out of each room. You didn’t truly know anybody very well in the Burrow, but when Mrs. Weasley caught wind of a student without a home for the summer, well, she practically packed your things for you.

“Hey,” One of the twins snuck up behind you, you couldn’t quite tell them apart yet but you thought it was Fred, smiling widely at how surprised you seemed to be that someone would speak to you.

“You are the one girl
And you know that it’s true
I’m feeling younger
Every time that I’m alone with you”

You were flustered, you’d heard of the infamous Weasley twins but had never thought they would bother talking to you. Your fear must’ve shown because, “don’t worry, I don’t bite,” he paused, “most of the time.” He winked and your lips formed a small smile.

“Though, he does tend to pry,” George called from across the room. You almost thought you saw Fred blush from the corner of your eye.

“And tease,” Ginny said as she walked in and out as quickly as she came.

“And scare the living hell out of you,” Ron did the same.

“Really? My own family, how could you?” Fred paused, holding his heart dramatically, “how could you forget prank?” You laughed, and continued to do so with Fred and George until you were called for dinner.

Though Molly Weasley was possibly the best hostess one could have, you’d been worried how you’d get on with the others. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad after all.

You spent the majority of the next few weeks with Fred and George, though mostly Fred. You hadn’t had this much fun since you could remember. You could’ve mutually said you’d become best friends in these few weeks.

“We were sitting in a parked car
Stealing kisses in the front yard
We got questions we should not ask”

One night at the dinner table Mrs. Weasley began commenting on the amount of time the two of you had been. Your face heated up as Ron began hinting that more was happening than all you’d been telling them. You glanced up at Fred and, shockingly, he seemed just as embarrassed as you.

You had to admit to yourself if no one else, you did have more feelings for the tall joker than you let on.

After cleaning up dinner Ron’s conversation continued with some of his siblings, but in more detail, for lack of a better word.

“Sorry,” Fred mouthed to you, you’d never seen him so embarrassed. You laughed and shrugged in response. The two continued listening, amused though also because you thought they might assume things if you left too noticeably together.

As all eyes were now on Ron and it was your chance to leave. Fred gestured to the kitchen door and you followed him out.

“Sorry about Ron, this is the only time he’s been around an non-ginger girl, other than Granger, since… Well, I don’t think he’s really been around a lot of girls. He’s just trying to impress you,” he chuckled as he began making the two of you hot cocoa.

“Impress me? Why the hell would he want to do that?” You asked, genuinely surprised.

“Well why the hell not? Your practically perfect,” he said it so casually you almost spat out your hot chocolate.

“In the summer, as the lilacs bloom
Love flows deeper than the river
Every moment that I spend with you
We were sat upon our best friend’s roof
I had both of my arms round you
Watching the sunrise replace the moon”

“Hey, Y/N, I have something I wanna show you tonight, if you’re up for it,” Fred asked you as you walked into the kitchen for breakfast. Ron had begun laughing, what brains he had left, out at this statement (you’d become quite annoyed with his ongoing theories).

“What is it?” You asked cautiously, ignoring the giggling Ron.

“Well you’ll have to find out, won’t you,” he smirked. Still cautious, you agreed and waited anxiously until the set time.

You were waiting by the front door when Fred came running down the stairs, grabbed your hand, and continued on. His backpack grasping onto his shoulder, he dragged you to the broom shed, picking a considerably large amount of daisies along the way, and took both of your brooms. Through the fooling around and poking fun of each other, somehow, you’d made it up onto the roof of the Burrow.

“Well, this is our stop,” he said, looking up.

You hadn’t noticed how beautiful the stars were until now. Each star sparkled with a different light from the others. It was marvelous. When you looked back over at Fred he’d been staring at you but quickly looked away, you must’ve gotten something in your hair on the way here.

Fred began unpacking his bag. Four jumpers, sweets, a blanket, a sleeping bag, sweets, a thermos (presumably hot cocoa), water, more sweets, and a camera. He was always prepared. You laughed at the amount of sweets he’d brought, he looked at you like he was unaware one wouldn’t bring three bags of sweets on a trip to their rooftop.

The two of you sat down on the cold roof and starred up at the stars in peaceful silence. You looked over at him and he seemed just as entranced as you were, the wonder in his face made him even more handsome and fascinating than before.

When you both started talking it didn’t seem like you could stop. He asked the questions he’d been dying to ask for the month and a bit you’d been there. You found he was a man of more depth than he let on. His eyes would light up when talked about things he was particularly passionate about and would scowl when he heard of someone being rude to you, saying they’d “regret it later.” You made a daisy chain for each of your heads, he wasn’t very enthusiastic about it but he wore it anyways, and you both took more pictures than you could count. It was, quite possibly, the best night of your life up to this point.

After several hours of talking and laughing, you’d moved back to mostly to watching the sky, exchanging words and thoughts every once in a while, whilst each wearing three jumpers and sharing both the sleeping bag and blanket. You were having a competition of who could find the most constellations and shooting stars for the last bit of cocoa, you were winning.

“Oh I see one! Another point for me!” You bragged and he begrudgingly scraped another tally under your initial on the roof with a rock you’d found under your back.

“I don’t even think you’re seeing them anymore, you just want to win!” He accused you playfully.

“You’re just mad because I’m up by ten points.”

“Of course I’m mad; I’m down by ten points!”

“It’s not my fault I took astrology!” He rolled his eyes and looked back up. You both fell asleep soon after you won the cocoa.

You were startled awake by an excited Fred, who laughed at your scared reaction. You simply rolled your eyes at him.

“You’re ridiculous, you know that right?"you stated, he just rolled his and pointed out at the sky impatiently.

You were in awe. It was just as beautiful as the night before but in a completely different way. The sun was climbing up over the treetops, shedding an orange light on anything in it’s path. You knew Fred was looking at you but you just smiled and continued watching; this was too wonderful to miss.

"How would you feel, if I told you I loved you?
It’s just something that I want to do
I’ll be taking my time, spending my life
Falling deeper in love with you
So tell me that you love me too”

Ron was on a roll again; telling his many “stories” about the two of you to his siblings. You had to step out to the front yard to cool down from all the blushing.

You stepped further out into the night, staring up at the stars. You were thinking about, to be completely honest, Fred. Possible love was always a difficult subject to ,even temporarily, erase from ones mind. For Merlin’s sake, you’d only known him for two months, though you were leaving for hogwarts soon so this may have been your best chance. You were mental, but he often seemed to be equally so.

“There you are, Y/N, ‘was wondering where you’d gone,” Fred stated walking towards you from behind, making you jump. “Sorry about Ron, by the way, he can be a complete g–”

As he reached you, you turned, with a great jolt of courage and spontaneity, placing your hands on his neck, you brought his lips down onto yours.
You were genuinely shocked when he kissed back. He moved his hands to your waist and held you close, deepening the kiss. You broke the kiss for air, earning a groan from Fred. All you could do was laugh, and the best part was; he laughed with you. You’d done it. Still holding each other, he placed a small kiss on your nose, you both giggled. He kissed you again.

“How would you feel, if I told you I loved you?” He asked between kisses as he tried holding you impossibly closer.


“Well then; I love you,” he smiled his adorably childish smile as you kissed just bellow his lips.

“Well, I love you too.”


A/N: pretty sure this is the fastest I’ve ever written a decent fanfic so yippee! Thanks to all you babes who read this! :>

trash-to-dumpster-human  asked:

What's your favorite Taeyong picture

okay so since im an indecisive person i would do my fave pictureS of taeyong but to limit myself ill do selfies i hope you’re prepared for this ride

we got taeil looking all cool and winwin being so cute and then there’s taeyong looking all fine and shit like uh no stop it

one again we got jaehyun and ten being the cuties they are but my boy taeyong had to go and take it an extra mile and look fine as FUk im not okay

his lil mustache stubble??? im?? sweating?? imma super nut

taeyong?? and his love??? im emotional no one touch me

taeyong with animals is a great concept i am crying in my room

look at all these cuties taeyong looks like a proud father of 34 i cry

that skin! that angle! that man! god is good!

the L he’s making is for me cause imma Lover of Taeyong hahahahaha

looking like the cute guy you see around campus who majors in art and is always drawing something on the brown sketch pad he always has in his hands

that hat makes my heart blush he looks so good in it 

this looks like a scene from a drama where you’re the girl he really likes and he saw you just walked past with another guy and hes wishing that was him but he gonna turn around and chill with his friends and act like hes not bothered by it but deep down he wants to be the one to hold your hands and wow taeyong that can be you please call me


we got papa john looking all fine then lee taeyong looking like he bout shoot me in the heart!


james bond who? 2tae for life shoot me in the knees i love 2tae so much

idk why taeyong had to go and look so fine like my bby jeno over there looking like the cutie he is then mr lee decided to make me cry smh 


that L once again cause i am a Lover of taeyong looking like tadashi


dem lil sideburns? wow. that chain? wow. the rose on his shirt? wow. the look in his eyes? wow. me? crying.


johnny bby looking cute and lee taeyong looking like That imma scream!


this pic is so confusing but who am i to disrupt his aesthetic 

real slim shady please stand up


his lil pinky sticking out his sleeve im :’((((( 

the lil flowers look like they’re in his hair and it makes me cry im imagining him in a flowercrown

this is so colourful and vibrant also as vibrant as his personality and also that lil peace sign hit me straight in the heart

glasses? on mr lee? whatta concept! make it happen again!! also i loved his grey/white hair 


why he gotta look like that like why he giving me dAT look im bouta combust  

his eyes are so pretty and his lips are so pretty and he is so pretty wow



Yeah, takes us a while to get any traction, I’ll give you that one. But let’s do a head count here: your brother the demi-god; a super soldier, a living legend who kind of lives up to the legend; a man with breath-taking anger management issues; a couple of master assassins, and YOU, big fella, you’ve managed to piss off every single one of them.

#2 - Auston Matthews - #34

Requested by anon: Hey could you do a cute Auston Matthews imagine? Maybe something where they play hockey and the girls good and they have their first kiss or something?

* This one is a bit longer. I hope you enjoy this. I am super sleepy but I wanted to get this out so if there are mistakes I’m so sorry. *

Word count: 317

You laced up your skates in record time and grabbed the stick your boyfriend, Auston, held out for you.

“Alright if I win you can take me for ice cream,” you said with a proud smile on your face knowing full well you actually kind of had a shot.

“And if I win then you are gonna have to kiss me,” Auston dropped the puck at center ice.

“Your on Matthews,” and with that you caught the puck with your stick and skated down the ice gracefully.

Auston was right behind trying to steal the puck away. However you scored and heard cheering coming from the bench. You saw a couple of Auston’s teammates sending a chirps his way. He laughed them off and turned to you.

“Best of 3?” Auston lifted his eyebrow.

“Sure Matthew’s, I’m still going to win,” you smiled at him and made your way to center ice again.

“You sure about that,” Auston flashed you a smile before taking the puck down the ice.

You chased after him and managed to snag the puck and bring it back down to your end. You scored again earning more cheers from the bench.

“Maybe I should play for the team instead of you,” you laughed bumping into his shoulder. He looked down at you and shook his head.

“Best of 5?” he asked and you nodded.

He then dropped the puck which you stole and fired over to the net. He let out a groan and grabbed the puck.

“Come on let’s get ice cream,” Auston said skating over to the bench.

“Hold on,” you said skating over to him. You pulled him into a tight embrace then pressed your lips onto his.

“I didn’t win,” Auston looked at you with his eyebrows drawn together in confusion.

“You are always a winner in my book,” you laugh, “But I still want that ice cream.”

My Top 9 Fics of 2016

I was tagged by the fab @loveitsallineed to list my top 9 favourite fics that I wrote of 2016!

  1. Angels of the Sea - (Destiel, 53k) This one is my DCBB and has to go first as it pretty much took the entirety of 2016 to write and edit (or at least 8 months of it) and it was my first go at the DCBB and I am so proud of it!
  2. Grace Anatomy - (Destiel, 5.4k) This was super fun to write! I’m a sucker for medical AUs so, in that respect, it was awesome. I got a lot of positive feedback from this as well!
  3. Caught in the Net (Destiel, 2.1k) I’d never written a Merman!Cas fic before this and was certainly fun! I’d defintely write more Merman!Cas in the future when I have time!
  4. Aries (Sastiel, 2.1k) I don’t write smut very often so this was interesting. I have always wanted to write a Stripper AU and the Sastiel Love Week gave me the chance! 
  5. Roars of Thunder (Destiel, 7.6k) This was a timestamp for my DCBB which was also fun to write! It gave me a chance to look deeper into Cas’ mindset after the events of Angels of the Sea. 
  6. Where We Are (Denny, 3k) This year, I have more than fallen in love with DeanBenny… like a lot… like on par with Destiel a lot and this fic was amazing for me to write! I saw a prompt and was incredibly inspired to write it for DeanBenny! (with lots of encouragement from @adoredean)
  7. A Helping Hand (Destiel, 1.6k) I’d had this idea floating around for aaaages and I finally got round to writing it and it was as enjoyable as expected!
  8. Cheer Up, Buttercup (Destiel, 1k) This is more Cas’ angsty monologue more than anything and it seemed completely different to how I usually write. There was a lot more feeling in it which is something I struggle with when I write so this was a personal achievement.
  9. Scarring Reminder (Destiel, 250 words) This isn’t a fanfic but a piece of poetry that I wrote based on a piece of angsty fanart. I really love how it turned out and I tried to add in some interesting formatting that would hopefull guide the reader into the poem a little and I hope I achieve it. 

I’m gonna tag: @soupernabturel, @majesticduxk, @galaxystiel, @destielonfire, @destieldrabblesdaily, @emberscas, @adoredean, @blissfulcastiel, @angvlicmish@bloodandcream (it won’t let me tag your main blog), and @adoringjensen… and any other writers I’ve missed because I’m a dork

Super proud of James for coming this far in the competition; here’s why:

-Literally could NOT WALK 18 months ago
-Had no dance experience
-Had no performing experience 
-No one knew who he was at the beginning of the show
-His main fanbase is Canadian and they are not allowed to vote on the show
-Can pull off amazing characters in each dance
-Stays super positive no matter what crap is thrown at him
-Had to deal with dancing with a new partner 7 weeks into the competition
-Has been able to win America over
-Has BECOME a dancer!
-I am just so proud \( ̄▽ ̄)/


Because a) I am a terrible attention-seeking nerd who constantly wants validation, and b) because the lovely, the super gracious @rapid-apathy graciously gave me permission to share her Christmas present, a homemade John Graves Simcoe action figure! (with added back view to show off his jacket)

Because some days a girl just needs a Queen’s Ranger army (for… reasons.)

But don’t worry, this particular major is 100% friendly and helpful!

He’s especially good at holding sharp pointy things for you whilst you sew, (although what he does with it during that time is totally his own business, not yours)

(I’m sure it’s fiiiiine…)

He looks more like he’s been plucked from a “kid-friendly” stop-motion animated Turn. The most dastardly thing this Major Simcoe could get up to is stealing strawberries from George Washington’s picnic! See, waving at you!

And Major Simcoe would like to remind you all he is a gentleman who patronises the arts. Especially poetry…

The Making Of…


  • 1 eight-inch artist’s poseable mannequin figurine
  • Fimo polymer doll clay
  • 2 black beads for the eyes
  • green linen fat quarter
  •  white linen fat quarter
  • cream muslin fabric
  • black cotton
  • black leatherette
  • black felt
  • 1 silver sequin, cut into a crescent moon shape!
  • silver beads/lace scraps/braid
  • scraps of russet/auburn fabric (for the hair!)
  • 2 feathers, white and black
  • some watercolour pencils for the cheek/face details.

 I think I’m most proud of his hair! (Which was a bugger to make; brown fabric, hairspray, superglue and thread were involved, as well as v. small curling irons in the shape of a pencil)

also on a non-deckerstar screaming note, i am super excited to announce that i am going to have an article published! in an academic book! which is really good for me as a doctoral student and yes! in 2018! ayee!

it’s called “crusaders, zionists, and jihadis: the function and dysfunction of crusading rhetoric in the post-9/11 political world” and it will be published in an anthology from routledge (which is like one of the big name staples of academic publishing) and i’m really proud of this paper and it was really nice news when things have been shitty recently

so yes

We're Never Coming Back (To Your Filthy Halls) - umisabaku - Kuroko no Basuke | Kuroko's Basketball [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapter Four is up!! And it doesn’t end in a cliffhanger this time!! Huzzah!!

I am also super hoping things start making sense in this one. Either that, or it’s going to be officially confusing.

ALSO as of this chapter, I now have OVER 300K of Designation: Miracle posted on Archive. That… is really hard to believe. Yep. Not sure what to do with that at all. Proud? I think I’m proud. Super happy, at any rate. Thank you so much, all of you wonderful people who enjoyed this series and have read OVER 300K in this universe. It really boggles my mind that you were willing to do that.