Nathaniel - Blog Posts

Capa para a fanfic “Pelos Alaranjados” escrito por Fornio para a seção de amor doce, fanfic com foco no personagem Nathaniel da série de jogos da Beemov, Amor Doce.

Gente tô nervosa, minha primeira vez editando com Amor Doce e ainda com meu primeiro paquera IODNAWOIDNAOWIND o primeiro paquera a gente não esquece né? (desculpa Armin, tu é meu favorito, mas o Nath >>>>>>) e ainda mais tendo GATINHOS JUNTOS, EU AMO GATOS MEU DEUS E O LARANJINHAS MEU DEUS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Se inspire! Não copie! Créditos aos donos de todos os recursos utilizados, como psd’s, png’s e renders.

The day after tomorrow, my long-awaited winter vacation ends and I'll have to return to study again. Nevertheless, I am sincerely glad that I decided to reread the Bartimaeus Sequence. It turns out I'm such an inattentive reader! Although, perhaps, this is just my memory fails... Nah, I don't want to guess.

I just want to say: Nathaniel will always be a little princess for me

Nothing important is written there

Watch "AURORA - Runaway. (Lyrics)." on YouTube

This reminds me of Neil Abram Josten.

From this day on I shall regard Nath as a Disney princess

I’m currently working on colouring this, but I feel a lot of the piece’s life is being lost in the process so I wanted to post up the sketch too. My OCs Thaddeus with tiny Meredith and Nathaniel.

How Nathaniel got his job at the smoothie bar: Part 1

It all started with a tradition

Every week, without fail, since seventh grade Nathaniel and Doug have been coming to the same smoothie bar down the street.

Always the same routine; sit down at the counter, wait for the other to come back from whatever club activity kept them, order a smoothie, and dive into fandoms, school, the latest middle school drama, and in general just hang out.

They were there since during the cafe's early days, so the owner, a nice middle aged dude who just had his first kid (congrats!), and them are friends thanks to their long time patronage

And so, one day in freshman year of highschool, Nathaniel was complaining to Doug about how he doesn't have any money and that his mom had really been getting up in his business about college now that he's in highschool.

The owner overhears and tells Nathaniel that he's been thinking about hiring a new employee since his last one quit on him and says he could go for a trial run. Nathaniel of course jumps on the opportunity. How could he pass up the chance to work at one of his favorite place to be?

It was a disaster. Pineapple chunks spewed everywhere, strawberries mashed in the sink, mangoes tossed into the fan, and in the middle of it all was Nathaniel, on his phone, furiously questioning Google.

As it turns out, Nathaniel was terrible in the kitchen. Well, more like he's scared of everything in the kitchen. Ovens, knives, and, you guessed it, blenders. (A past trauma from one of his older, more rambunctious cousins.) The only kitchen appliance/tool Nathaniel wasn't scared of is a microwave and that's not very helpful in a smoothie bar.

As much as the owner would like to hire Nathan, the owner really doesn't want or have the money to hire someone who can only do cashier work.

The owner helps him clean up his mess and in his gentle tone, albeit with more then a hint of exhaustion, to maybe find a job as a cashier at a McDonald's instead.

Giving the newly fired Nathaniel a pity smoothie, the owner waves to the embarrassed Nathaniel goodbye. The man himself was too busy dreading his mother's response after he had bragged about the job to wave back.

Thinking that maybe he should run away to Hawaii, he walks by Doug's house. Wait.

Backtracking in an almost comedic fashion, Nathan finds himself just standing there in front of the house as he argued with his inner voices.

On one hand, if he goes in he'll have to tell his best friend that he's afraid of blenders. On the other, if he goes home then he'll have to tell his mom that he got fired on his first day. In the end Nathan chose the short term option.

Smiling as the door opened, his smile twitched when Doug's jaw dropped.

"Heyy Doug! Um, do you mind if I crash here for a bit until I figure out how to tell my mom about-"

"Holy shit dude what happened."

"I'm getting to that."

So starts the 4th longest weekend in Doug's entire life.

Doug and Nathaniel’s Friendship: The Start

According to what I saw on the official Lolirock tumblr @teamlolirock , Nathaniel and Doug were apparently best friends, so I thought I would give a go at attempting to figure out/add on to the story of their friendship.

They met in middle school, 6th grade perhaps. 

Doug was really shy back then and just listened to music secretly by himself on breaks, insecure because of past bullies and jealous of people like Nathaniel who always seem to have people around them laughing with them.

That was until little Nathaniel came by and saw he was listening to anime theme songs and then got super excited to find a fellow fan. At first Doug isn't very open thinking that he's just there to make fun of him for something, but slowly after more and more interactions he starts to trust Nathan

After getting over Doug's initial mistrust, they just generally click together, as surprisingly they have a lot of shared interests as well as a shared sense of shock humour.

Nathaniel, as a result of having made friends with Doug, drags out his new friend to meet his many other friends and helps Doug further his social group.

Till this day the pair still hang out all the time, whether at Doug's flat or at the smoothie bar

By now Doug’s mostly grown out of his shyness although he's kept his shyness for meeting new people. He can fake confidence pretty darn well though.

And after years of dealing with the blond, Nathan is still thoroughly befuddled at his long time friend, longing for those days where he wouldn't be assaulted by text messages at 2 am in the morning about the extinction of honey bees.

Note: If I were to assign them an irl friendship counterpart, I would say Josh and Ollie from Korean Englishman and Jolly. Their interactions are similar to how I imagine Doug and Nathaniel interact.

- im not okay man -

Wanda x Female reader

Y/N’s POV the whole story

hey guys im writing this for all the people who aren’t doing good and feel a bit shitty atm.

Your close friend, Wanda has been living at Clint’s safe house for over a year, you two talk on the phone every once and a while but it’s not the same. One day you tell her your not doing so good mentally, she makes it her mission to try be there for you.

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You’ve been an avenger for 4 years, however, it wasn’t as good as it was wrote out to be. All the hiding out and the memories of every person you kill. The ptsd really started to affect you after a while.

PTSD turned into anxiety which then turned to depression and much more. Even though your struggling, you cannot tell the other avengers that and the only person you could tell was hidden away somewhere and could only grant you a single phone call a day for their safety.

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You lay upon your bed, staring at the grey ceiling of your small bedroom. You had nothing to do, no one to see. I mean it’s not like you would’ve actually made the effort to go see someone anyway.

It was nearing 1pm and you’ve not received your FaceTime from the overly happy witch today.

After what seems like an hour in your head you decide to shut your eyes and think about all the good things in life. But she had other plans. As soon as you closed your eyes your phone started buzzing. A sound you have grown so fond of over this year.

Your eyes shoot open and you click the little green phone button, answering.

“Hey y/n/n” she says in a optimistic voice. She is mesmerising as the call shows her walking next to the lake you’ve seen dozens of times during your calls with Wanda.

“Hey, you remembered” you say in a sarcastic voice. Of course she remembered, you guys call every day.

she chuckles “oh shut up, hey show me your face I miss your ugly mug” she says in a half serious tone, making you laugh a little while you lift your phone showing her your face, she frowns a little.

“what’s wrong?” She says while tilting her head “if Natasha is bothering you agai..”

“no Wanda it’s not Nat, i..I’m just not doing so good” I quickly interrupt her Natasha rant.

“Oh are you sick or is it the depression again?” She quips back in an understanding, gentle voice.

“uh yeah it’s the depression. I feel like it was a bad idea choosing to become an avenger and I just don’t think I can cope with this anymore. I’m just. Idk I’m not okay man” i say while placing my phone on my desk, pushing it against a half full cab of monster that has been there for a couple of days, I sit up to look at my phone.

“it’s okay, hopefully you can hang on long enough for me to come back and actually get to make Paprikash for you” she smirks while sitting down on the pier of the lake. “Hey I’ve got the go but call tomorrow?” She says quickly with a grin.

“sure, tell Nathaniel I said hi” I smile sadly as she ends the call, groaning I decide to try preoccupy myself for the rest of the day, around 4 in the morning I decide to call it a day and try sleep.

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I wake up to knocking on my door, I groan, rolling onto my side to tap my phone to life. I wait for my eyes to adjust to the brightness when it shows the screensaver of me and Wanda along with the time showing 11am.

Knock knock knock

The person knocks again, I let out another groan while standing up and opening the door.

“what can I do for yo..”

Warm arms wrap around my waist as whoever it is pulls my head into their chest, holding me close to them like I would fade away if their my let go.

I melt into the hug, realising how much I needed this comfort.

That’s when I realised the scent of the person, it’s her signature perfume. Thinking it’s some sick joke I pull back just to see it was real, Wanda stands in front of me, here in the compound. Not at some lake. Here. In my room.

“surprise” she says quietly as I fall back into her arms.