#ofsinnersandsaints

Fan art of the RadioApple fan fiction Of Sinners And Saints (OSAS)!!

YES!!! all the toby/huck/molly content is wonderful i wish we got more of it

i love this because it’s like you JUST got back from the fae and your first instinct was to go on Tumblr to warn the rest of how to survive. “Guys, listen, LISTEN, you’ll never guess what just happened…”

new icon? new name? yelling at arrow? this is either foreverfelicity or dinahblackcanary… OH! It’s Kayla, okay cool

I love that you just know that off the bat it’s either me or Anna. It’s understandable. 

so many ajkdgfhasgfhgashda okay, let’s start

frank, when he and karen are finally together, calls her sweetheart when he wants to be romantic. 

whenever frank is upset or sad, karen sits by his side and put his head over chest, rubbing her fingers at the back of his head. he melts into her embrace, sometimes even dozing off in her arms. 

frank keeps rescuing dogs and bringing them to karen’s house cause she loves the company of pets, even though they always ended up adopted. there’s until max appears and karen is too in love to let the pitbull puppy go.

frank likes to buy stuff for karen, from flowers to jewelry. he likes to shower her with attention and love, always touching her when he can. he acts like that, in some part, because he knows how it is to lose someone and feel like you could’ve done more to show his feelings cause he thought he had more time. and then he hadn’t. he didn’t want to commit the same mistake with karen. 

after sharing her story with frank about kevin, karen brings frank with her to visit kevin’s grave on the anniversary of his death.  

frank adores karen’s hair. he likes to brush it whenever they have time to enjoy themselves. he likes to distract himself playing with it when she’s pressed against him, but her attention is on writing or reading whatever she has to.

karen likes to sleep on frank’s chest. the warmth of his body against her cheek let her know she isn’t alone anymore. the sound of his heart beating reassures her that he’s right by her side, alive and well and that he is staying. he’s really staying. for her.

Okay, name-association! There were two girls in my graduating class in high school named Chelsea. One was blonde with a little baby face. She was very quiet, but she hung out with relatively popular kids. I didn’t feel any type of way about her except that she kind of seemed like a kissass. 

The other...I loathed. She was on the speech and debate team with me, and she was best friends with the coach’s sister-in-law (also on the team, also loathed by me). They were both super obnoxious, and they obviously didn’t like me, for reasons that were beyond me. I remember a time when I had taken up knitting, just as a thing to keep my hands busy during rounds at debate tournaments-- not exactly breeding grounds for sparkling conversation, given that we were all kids who willingly participated in debate. SO one day we were all sitting at the same table, as the team was wont to do, and I just start knitting, real chill. I know, I know, weird hobby for a teenager, whatever. I was a weird kid in so many ways. But they were like, “What are you doing??”, very blatantly exchanged A Sneery Look, and literally got up and moved to the next table over. (Were they afraid of being embarrassed in front of the fucking debate kids?) So for that reason and many others, I fucking hated her, and I’m ngl, I hate her to this day. 

(I’m always a grudge-holder, but if I never have a positive interaction with someone after a negative one, to clean the slate, or if the majority of our interactions are negative, I can and will hate them forever. And that sneery “Okay then...” look makes me want to rip someone limb from limb and set them on fire.) 

(I just Facebook stalked both girls, and they’re both still ugly and seemingly unaware of it.)