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killerandhealerqueen · 14 days

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killerandhealerqueen's 1.2k followers celebration

So um...this happened. Which was totally unexpected like...holy shit? Thank you???

I know my blog can be a bit all over the place but I really do mean it from the bottom of my heart...thank you. Thank you for indulging me in my writing, in my headcanons, in my liveblogs, for sending me asks and for asking me about my writing...and thank you for just being my friend. I love y'all very much

Also, big shout out to my mutuals and friends who have been with me since day one as well as to those I have gotten closer to recently. Again, I love y'all very much

@mishathewtf @hyperbolicgrinch @nineninepetals @ahhhnorealnamesallowed @seonghwacore

@kpopfantasywriter @evil-moonlight @marulo @dangermousie

@gatitonegroconojosrojos @gabrielokun @writerwithoutsound @whumpy-gems

@itsdeanwinchester @zennialemo @sebyth @storge @cloudyyoungjaes

@kavitawinchester @wack-overflow @friendlynbhddevil

@fourth-quartet @clawbehavior @theotherwhybietoldmeso @sunriseverse

(if I didn't tag you, please know that I love you and that you have made my tumblr experience so much better)

#1.2k followers #1.2k followers celebration #holy shit how did we get here

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weepinglilvessel · 11 months

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OH MY! Where did all of you guys come from!?!

Thank you all so much for getting me to 1.2k!! I appreciate this so much!!\(^ヮ^)/

Won’t do anything special this time

#follower celebration #1.2k followers #1000 followers #thank you all so muchhhhh x3 #I couldn’t have been more happy

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in-my-feels-probably · 11 months

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✨1.2K Followers Celebration✨

just hit 1200 followers, omg. thank you so much!

doing another followers celebration, of course!

please read everything carefully so i can get back to you quickly. the bolded sections are the most important. (this sounds so pretentious omg, but it’s just for my own piece of mind and to make everything clearer and easier)

also, a few things have changed for these celebrations. since i’ve gone over 1000 followers, i will be doing a celebration every few hundred followers, and doing a big one every half thousand. so after this one, i won’t be doing another one untii the big one for 1500, then another for 1700, then 2000, and the cycle will repeat from there.

because of the increased amount of submissions i get for these celebrations, i’ll be keeping the many options for fandoms, but i’ll be narrowing down the options to just two. for 1500, i will reopen all the options again since it’s a bigger one.

also because of the influx of submissions, i will be narrowing down the time i’ll be accepting asks. i’ll consider keeping them open longer next time, but i want to test a shorter window this time around. while i love writing these and i appreciate everyone participating, it takes me a while to do each one and i end up with a flooded inbox. i still accept and write requests at the same time, so i think this will make it easier to balance.

this celebration will be open for a few days. starting today, july 1st, ending on july 5th. please don't send anything in past night time on the 5th.

if you want to participate, keep reading :)

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the fandoms i can do this for are harry potter (marauders era or lightning era), game of thrones, house of the dragon, bridgerton (and queen charlotte), the vampire diaries/the originals, and the grishaverse (six of crows and shadow and bone, show or books).

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option one: after picking a fandom, give me a character from that fandom you like. tell me why you like them, and/or what it is about them that made you choose them. if you really can’t choose one, give me a few. this can be either that they’re your favorite character, you platonically love them, or you romantically would be interested, it’s up to you. this part is required.

you can also give me a bit about yourself, whatever information you’re willing to share. it can be a physical description, your favorite things (like books, movies, places, music, songs, tropes), your hobbies and interests. any information about yourself that you want to share. this part is optional.

with your character, explanation, and anything you choose to share, i'll write a blurb for you with your character (either platonically or romantically, that’s up to you, please specify). the idea here is that instead of me shipping you, you instead give me the character you’d want to be shipped with (either in a best friend or romantic kind of way) and i'll write a blurb scenario thing for you and the character.

✨so to participate for this one, all you have to do is give me a character from a fandom and why you picked them, and any information about yourself you want to give me, and i’ll write you a blurb and tell you why i think your chosen character would like you.✨

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option two: this option is similar to the first, but instead of you giving me a character, you’ll instead just give me the fandom and i'll ship you with a character from it and write a blurb. just give me a bit about yourself, whatever information you’re willing to share. it can be a physical description, your favorite things (like books, movies, places, music, songs, tropes), your hobbies and interests. any information about yourself that you want to share and you think would help me give you a character, its all up to you, go wild. this part is required to get a ship.

if there are any characters from the fandom you choose that you don’t want me to consider shipping you with, let me know and i'll avoid choosing them.

for this option, if necessary, and only if you’re willing to, please specify your pronouns (and sexuality, or just say if you want me to ship you with a boy or a girl) and i’ll do my best to give you your best fit in my opinion.

i’m going to ship you (either platonically or romantically, up to you, please specify) with a character from a fandom of your choice. i’ll write a little blurb for you with the character/why i think they’d like you.

so same idea here with option one, except i'm choosing the character for you, and including why i think they’d like you (either romantically or as a friend) and then writing the blurb.

✨to participate in this one, just give me a fandom, any information you want to share about yourself, whether you want the ship to be platonic or romantic, any characters you want me to avoid, and i’ll get back to you as soon as i can with a ship and a blurb!✨

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if you have any questions, feel free to message me or submit an ask.

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i really never imagined hitting over 1K followers on here, and look where we’re at now! it’s crazy how much love and support my work has gotten, there’s so many nice and cool people on here. it’s crazy seeing all the attention my posts get. i really enjoy writing for you, and it’s such a highlight to my day seeing all the nice things people say about my work.

i just wanted to say thank you again, im gaining followers so fast and i really appreciate all the love and support with my work. very much appreciate you all and anyone who has supported my work in any way, and i hope you participate and enjoy :)

and also, my requests are still open! check out my navigation post and masterlist to see who i’m currently accepting requests for. I’m also working on multiple full length fics! if you check them out, i hope you enjoy them!

thank you again! see you later for another followers celebration :)

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belovedholland · 2 years

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Thank you all so much for 1.2 k followers!!!

#1.2k followers

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beaniebabz · 1 year

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Thank you all so much for 1.2k followers!! This could not have ever happened without all of your wonderful support. You guys are all the best beanie babies in the world!! <3

#south park #south park fanart #sp fanart #south park creek #sp creek #creek fanart #craig tucker #tweek tweak #sp craig #sp tweek #south park craig #south park tweek #craig x tweek #tweek x craig #thank you for 1.2k followers!!!#my art

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justnews420 · 4 months

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you are free"

#bg3 #27K followers #1.2K recent posts #bg3 art #tav #baldurs gate #bg3 fanart #bg3 comic #baldurs gate 3

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assassins-and-hidden-blades · 2 years

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Congrats on 1.2k!!! Your an amazing writer and we are all so lucky to have your prompts and stories!

Please for prompt 11# may I have Jacob saying that to F!reader after she’s been kidnapped an tortured for a few days. Blighters took her to mess with Jacob and they intended on killing her and leaving her where Jacob would find her body but they don’t get the chance. He gets to her in time and she’s scared and shaking/trembling. ( p/s she’s a civilian )

02/08/2022: Thank you so much! I'm nothing without your kind words and support <333 there are a couple of #11s around, so I'm going to take an educated guess on which one you mean. I hope you enjoy!

F! Reader x Jacob Frye

#11: "Show me where it hurts, darling, it's okay."

"Where is she?"

He leaned in close to the beaten Blighter in front of him, his low hum delivering a slow threat. "Believe me, I can make this the most painful experience of your life. You either tell me where she is, and you can scamper away with your miserable life, or I shall beat the truth out of you. Your choice."

The Blighter just chuckled in his chair, his bloodstained grin igniting a new rage in the Assassin. Jacob's lip curled in a silent snarl, raising his clenched fist to strike. The door creaked open behind him. "Jacob? Can we talk?"

"Can it wait?"

Evie didn't respond, and Jacob turned his head. The damp stone room was barely illuminated around Evie's silhouette as she leaned against the doorframe. Jacob released the Blighter's shirt reluctantly, moving to the door. "Better start making funeral plans, Frye," the Blighter sneered. Jacob paused in his step, spinning only to send a throwing knife into his shoulder.

"Get comfortable," he seethed, slamming the door behind the howling man.

The adjoining room shone the first sunlight on his skin for about six hours. He knew he was running out of time, and despite taking a deep breath, he pulled off the brass knuckles on his left hand and threw them in a white-hot anger across the room, a frustrated yell escaping his throat. An empty vase shattered in the corner. He turned to rest his fists on the table of weapons beside him.

"Please," he begged, head hung low. "Tell me you have news."

"I followed every lead of suspicious activity, everywhere Blighters have been stationed. I made a short list of--"

"Give it to me." He sniffed before turning to face his sister, hand outstretched.

"Jacob, think with your head for a minute. You know they're trapping you. They want to get in your head."

"I don't care. Give me the list."

"You aren't listening. I'm telling you to not go barging in like you always do. Even when you have your head on straight, you're reckless. You will get yourself -- and possibly Y/n --"

"Evie, give me the fucking list!"

It only took a second for Jacob to realise that he had snapped. He heaved a sigh, rubbing his hands down his face. "Sorry. I'm sorry."

Evie put a hand on his arm. "I know you're worried. But you also need to be safe. You're no use to her dead. Just promise me you'll be careful."

"Yeah. Yeah, I promise." A piece of paper slipped into his palm.

"Finish with your 'friend', and then we get going."

The next time Jacob entered the room, there was a smirk on his face. The Blighter's demeanour had completely changed. He was a pig ready to squeal.

"I'll tell ya everything!" he said once he made eye contact. "I'll tell ya under two-- no, three conditions!"

Jacob raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.

"Get this fucking knife out of my shoulder!"

Slowly, he crossed the floor to the Blighter. With equal speed, he crouched in front of the chair, grasping the hilt of the knife. "Keep talking, and I'll pull it out."

"How many days has it been?"

"Why does that matter?" Jacob asked, but relented a moment after. He has grown too impatient. "Four days."

He didn't like the smile that emerged after.

"And what's the time?"

"... 5 o'clock." He twisted the knife, releasing another painful cry. "Why?"

"She's... She's at the docks. The Thames docks."

He yanked the knife out of his shoulder, standing up to confer with the list from Evie.

Out of three places, the Thames docks sat at the bottom of the list.

He marched out. "You'll never get there in time, Jacob! By nightfall, she'll be dead!"

The Blighter's words echoed with the slam of the door.

"What happened?" Evie had waited, ready to support him.

"Docks. She's at the fucking docks." As soon as he left the stronghold, he ran to the main road, squinting in the soft light of dusk. A Rook carriage waited outside, ready for this moment. Evie and Jacob took over the driving seats as the Rooks sat inside. Jacob set the horses off urgently, immediately setting them into a canter. "Get the Rooks to cause a distraction. Pick the idiots off from a vantage point. I'm getting y/n."

"Stop seeing red and think about how you're going to achieve that, Jacob."

"Already have."

The reckless driving took merely five minutes, another reason for Jacob's anger. "Everybody out!" He rapped harshly on the wood as he dismounted. "You see anyone else, you bring them here."

"How do you think you're getting in?" Evie grasped his coat before he could walk off.

"That building there is a storage unit. Guarded by two Blighters, probably more inside. And I'm going to walk through the front fucking door."

"Calm down for two seconds, Jacob."

"I..." He took a stuttering breath. "I can't. Not without her."

Evie didn't say anything. She squeezed his shoulder before looking to the Rooks. "Rooks! With me!" She took them down to the opposite side of the docks, already drawing attention as she climbed high.

Jacob stood tall as he descended the stairs to the docks, waiting for the Blighters to come to him. Each time, they would crumble after one counter-attack. The trail of bodies led him to the door of a storage unit he had crossed off the list when he first started the search. Self-loathing boiled in his gut.

With a startling bang, he kicked the old door open. Gun drawn, he gave a hard look to the one holding a bloodied blade to your neck. Jacob studied the hurried rise and fall of your chest, your ruined clothes, the bruising and lacerations adorning your skin, the gag in your mouth. "Drop the gun, Frye."

"If you want to live, you'll step away."

There was a scuffling behind him, the recognisable sounds of people choking on their blood filled the air. In his peripheral, green coats joined him; swathes of Rooks blocked the door, cornering the lone Blighter. The man seemed to stutter in his stance, nervous and unsure of the sudden developments, of the ace that had fallen out of his sleeve. In the next second, he ran.

Jacob couldn't care less what would happen to him. His focus was on you, only you.

"Y/n, I'm so sorry." He kneeled in front of you and pulled the gag from your mouth, gently grasping your face. "I didn't mean for any of this to happen." He cut the bonds on your wrists, catching you as you fell forward. Your eyes were closed. "Y/n, can you hear me?"

Nestled against his shoulder, you kept inhaling stuttering breaths. "It hurts," you cried hoarsely, tears spilling onto your cheeks.

"Show me where it hurts, darling, it's okay."

"E-Everywhere. Jacob, I'm scared."

He readjusted you into his chest. "I'm here now, I've got you. We'll get you home. Are you bleeding?"

You shook your head. "It's stopped." Although it should be reassuring, Jacob's heart dropped at the extent of what they've done.

"You're alright, you're okay."

#assassin's creed #x reader #assassin's creed x reader #jacob frye #jacob frye x reader #assassin's creed x f!reader #jacob frye x f!reader #1.2k follower celebration #assassin's creed fanfiction #assassin's creed x you #jacob frye x you

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celestialspritz · 3 months

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im prob gonna make another blog for my ts4 stuff cuz I’m ngl whenever I post it here i get no interactions 😭🙏🏻 i mean idc about notes i just want a blog to b ABT my ocs and everything to do with them and i kinda feel like the only attraction this blog gets is from cc and… that’s disheartening to say the least

#txt #1.2k followers or wtv and my recent edit got. 3 interactions #💀#talk to me abt my ocs or ill go feral

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stevebabey · 1 year

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𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 ! - this celebration is closed!

hello my beloveds, i recently hit a bonkers milestone so ofc, i would love to celebrate with u all !! whether you’re new here or a long time follower, i’m so v glad to have u here in my corner of the internet :’) mucho thank u’s and too many mwah’s to count, just know i’m giving u all a big sloppy kiss <3

now, without further ado, i humbly invite you along for 6 days (from the 16th - 22nd of jan) of ruby’s very own tour of hawkins, indiana :)

you’re new in town, you say? hmm, you might like to head to STARCOURT MALL; it’s best and brightest in the town! seriously, it’s filled w some very fancy stuff, there’s something for everyone, believe me

alongside a🍦emoji, send in your favourite fics, favourite authors, really anyone you want to shout out and think deserves sum appreciation ! this is just to spread some love :’) and hey, if u send ur own fic on anon, i ain’t gone be none the wiser hehe

or maybeee, you’re more of a hopeless romantic like me and would prefer a trip to LOVER’S LAKE: whether for first time dates or late night make-outs — looking at you, harrington 👀 — all good romance blooms lakeside

alongside a ❤️‍🔥 emoji, send in some blurb requests! [one] [two] [three] [four] [five] <- these are some prompt lists but they’re not required :) remember to tell me what list u got ur prompt from!

okay, neither of those pique your interest? well, FAMILY VIDEO is great for curing boredom! and the staff are easy on the eyes as well, which totally helps

alongside a 📽 emoji, send in thoughts and concepts hehehe - any genre, any length. you can even go behind the beaded curtain to the 18+ stuff if u want (sfw or nsfw allowed)

oh, there’s also the RADIO SHACK, though it’s a bit run down. probably only go in there if you’re a mutual i reckon, just to be safe

mutuals, send in a 🎧 and i’ll assign u a song from my music + some lovely words from me

oh dude, i forgot to say! i got us invited to a legendary STEVE HARRINGTON PARTY🕺🏻we’re gonna play all the classic party games it’s gonna be totally tubular

you guys know these ones :D fmk, this or that, cast your mutuals, any ask game ur pretty lil head can come up with + if you’d like, tell me what 80s song you love the most and wish would play at parties (i’m always lookin for more hehe)

i sincerely hope you enjoy your stay in hawkins! MWAH, ruby x

(some do’s and don’t’s for requests are below the read more if you’re on the fence about an idea !)

i’m pretty vanilla in all senses: no non-con/dubcon, no pregnancy, no hard kinks, no x reader for anyone besides steve, no steddie x reader, that’s about it :)

as this is a follower celebration, it is intended to be for followers of the blog <3 i ask that if you’d like me to put the time & effort into writing something for u, mayhaps u shud follow if you don’t already :D idk i’m not a cop and technically nothin bad will happen if u don’t but u shouldn’t :) ok

if i don’t respond to your ask, i’m probably working away at it but also hey, it just might not scratch my brain. i’ll do my best to get them all written but absolutely no promises.

tagging sum mutuals <3

@hawkinsindiana @spideystevie @harringtonbf @familyvideostevie @sanguineterrain @katsu28 @stvharrngton @sunshinesteviee @plainemmanem @teenbiology @stevestummy @augustslippedavvay @husbandharrington @joellkeeny @keeryshouse @sparklingsin

#DIS STARTS TONITE BTW!!!#i haven't done one of these since i hit 1.2k in fuckin 2017 or smth #dear god i know i have forgotten something #but im doing my best #and hoping this will suffice #follower celebration 2023 #that's gonna be the tag for this me thinks #MMMM I AM NERVOUS #this will be the next challenge for me #ruby.txt

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ohnococo · 1 month

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Me once a month: what if I just made a new blog and abandoned this one?

#the jjba is already abandoned/privated 🤔#dw I’ll finish requests first if I ever do #but I’d like to be able to send asks without exposing my main #and also have a better idea of active followers because I have 1.2k but all but maybe 200 were from aot and are largely inactive #cococs

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in-my-feels-probably · 11 months

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✨1.2K Followers Celebration✨ Submission from @naushtheaspiringauthor

— Hello! First of all, congratulations on 1.2k!! I hope you get more recognition as you really deserve it.

and for the celebration, I'd like to do the first option. For this, I'm choosing the grishaverse fandom, and the character I'm choosing is Nikolai Lantsov. The reason why I love him so much, and thinking about him brings me comfort, is because how sweet he is. I feel like he'd be the kind of person who'll take a glance at me, and will immediately know that I'm not okay. He always tries to lighten up the environment. He is the kind of person who's opposite to me in many ways, but he's also someone I'd relate to, on a lot of aspects. There are many more reasons, but If I write more, it's gonna be way too long, so I'll just leave it to this. And I would absolute LOVE to be in a romantic relationship with him if it was possible. I feel like, even a mere sight of him would make my day a thousand times better.

Some things about me. I'm an introvert,and tend to talk less infront of strangers. But when I'm around people I'm close with, I'm really talkative and energetic. I'm kind of a pessimist and I get annoyed and angry pretty easily. I find it very difficult to express my emotions, and it's almost impossible for me to talk about how I feel. I enjoy my own company on most days. I like to write, play the piano, sing, make some art and listen to music. MY favorite artists are Taylor Swift, Lana Del Rey, Olivia Rodrigo, The nbhd and Harry Styles —

hi again!

thank you for participating :)

nikolai is SUCH a sweetheart. very intuitive, can always tell what’s going on. he’d easily be able to tell if there was something wrong. you wouldn’t even need to speak, he’d just know. and he’s quite easy to open up to, it wouldn’t take much for him to know and understand what was bothering you. he’s one of those kinds of people that are a light for everyone else, even when they don’t feel like one themselves. he’s so good at taking care of other people and being a shoulder to cry on, but he doesn’t quite know how to be that for himself. if you could be that person for him, and he able to know when he’s upset just as easily as he knows when you are, it would be such a value to him. anyone who can make his heart less heavy is appreciated by him. anyway, opposites attract, and any quality you find missing in each other, you’d be able to find in the other person. you’d fit right into place.

i think he’d really appreciate an introvert. he certainly isn’t one. he’s royalty and a soldier, he has to be good at talking and persuasion and being comfortable being in front of and commanding a crowd. he values his intelligence and charm, and im sure he appreciates those qualities in other people. but i also think he doesn’t particularly like talking to people. it’s like he’s putting on a performance, and he doesn’t want to perform. he’d know that, around you, that he could just be himself. he wouldn’t have to speak. he’d know you could just sit in comfortably silence. but as you’d get closer to him, you’d open up a lot more. while he wouldn’t want to talk to a crowd, he’d want to talk to you. clever banter is only fun with the other person is just as into it. while he’d get a little annoyed but other talkative people, he’d consider it an endearing quality of yours.

i don’t think nikolai is a pessimist, at least outwardly. a realist, maybe, but he still clings to some promises of hope. they keep him going. you being a pessimist would keep him in check when his thoughts got carried away, and his optimistic thoughts would force you to change your own. you’d balance eachother out with just the right amount of hope and reality.

nikolai is not a naturally angry person. it takes a lot to fluster him, and he doesn’t grow quickly to anger. he’s better at managing those kinds of feelings. but his other feelings, he has a hard time expressing. you two would be in for it trying to dance around what you’re feeling. he’s good with words though, so i think you’d be able to work it out together. you’d have to learn each others signs and tells, and actively work towards better understanding each other. you both feel a lot, and you need an outlet for it.

i think nikolai appreciates the arts, drawing especially. he’s got so many ideas for inventions and things, he needs someone who can sketch them as he plans. you could spend entire days together, ignoring other people and coming up with new ideas for his collection.

also, nikolai would LOVE taylor swift. that man is a mirrorball if i’ve ever seen one, and i just know he’d adore her if he could listen to her. she writes in a way that explains her feelings in such an intricate manner, and i think he’d admire that. he can’t explain his own feelings that well, but her lyrics would help him process. he’d be a swiftie guaranteed.

after a long day, nikolai would be ready to throw himself off of a bridge. hours and hours of boring conversations of politics, trying to appease so many people at once. he’d want nothing more than to see you and sit with you alone, getting his mind off things. he’d find you in your room, where you’d be sitting at the small piano he had brought in. he could feel the weight lifting off his shoulders at the sight of you.

you’d greet him with a smile, patting the spot on the bench next to you. “hello, love. how was your day.”

“mindnumbingly boring. i think i could actually feel parts of my brain dying.”

you’d chuckle, resting your head against his shoulder. “that sounds terrible. do you want to talk about it?”

“no thank you, darling.”

he’d smile down at you, shaking his head. settling in his spot, he’d motion to the piano, resting his fingers on the keys.

“my mother tried teaching me the piano. actually, it was a tutor, but it was on her wishes. i never could master it, much to her displeasure and my annoyance. it was like i was reading way faster than i was able to play. my hands couldn’t keep up.”

you’d nod, your hands brushing his as you ghosted over the keys. “it took me ages to get the coordination right. but i suppose, in your usual fashion, you didn’t have enough patience to keep trying. i’ll bet it’s why you moved on to inventions. at least it was a hobby that would keep your mother off your back.”

“be nice to me!” he’d scold, but he was grinning at your teasing. “i’ve had a long day.”

“as you command, moi tsar,” you’d jest, smiling when he rolled his eyes.

it was his turn to settle his head on your shoulder, taking a long and deep breath. he shut his eyes, savoring the peaceful moment.

“play something for me,” he’d say softly.

you’d nod, pressing a chaste kiss to the top of his head, before turning your attention back to the keys, beginning to play a melody he’d always mentioned liking.

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hope you enjoyed this! thank you for the kind words :)

#nikolai lantsov #shadow and bone #1.2k followers #1.2k followers celebration #followers celebration

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nocturnal-birb · 2 years

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Here's a quick lil' sumthin' sumthin' for y'all- specifically the ghesties who followed me because I did not expect this blog would hit 1500 followers so honestly? A big thank you to everyone

#EVEN THOUGH IM PRETTY SURE MAJORITY OF THE BLOGS ARE LIKE INACTIVE BUT STILL SGLSFDHGSD YEAH MY POINT STILL STANDS- THANK YOU #last i was here it was 1.2k somehow and i guess 300 of ghesties really said follow this unhinged person- and here we are #the band ghost #papa emeritus iv #cardinal copia #papa my beloved #my art #MY STYLE YEETED OUT CAUSE THIS WAS RUSHED #BUT NGL I DO LIKE THIS LOOK TOO THO

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minhosimthings · 2 months

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MONA. YOU ARE A MOTHER OF WHAT SEEMS LIKW MANY CHILDREN.. ADOPT ME PLEASE?? #MOTHEROFENHABLR

NAUR CAUSE I AM I HAVE A LIST OF MY KIDS

Welcome to the fam Aeri!!!! Also I am so proud of you for getting 1.2k YAAS QUEEN YOU GO SLAY

#MOTHEROFENHABLR TITLE HAS BEEN BESTOWED TO ME YALL

#mona's sessions #moots!#🐚 - Aeri!#user: heeslut4life #mother of enhablr #hehe #thats me yall #also did you hear my child achieved 1.2k followers yes i am bragging

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rosyjuly · 2 years

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hi rosy quick q, can you please tell us about seb and mick in the wine cellar bc if i have to suffer through this alone i'm going to end up full cuckoo's nest k thx luv u bye

a loose continuation of your ficlet :-)

Finally in the serenity of the cellar, he can step close and curl his arms around Seb: Mick’s missed him, missed the unruly strands curling at his shoulder, missed the warmth of his body.

Down here in the dim light it’s always chilly, but the goosebumps rising on his forearms are more for finally having Seb back in his arms than the temperature itself. With his open palms, he follows the curve of Seb’s back, feels the wiry strength under the thin linen of Seb’s shirt. When he finally leans in, Seb’s lips are chaste and slightly damp for how his tongue keeps darting out, a sight that never fails to make Mick want to lick his own lips in promise. At the familiar heat of Seb’s mouth, Mick presses the tips of his fingers into his back, feels the muscles shift underneath.

As always, Seb’s hand flattens on his chest, except suddenly there’s a gentle pressure, as if Seb was trying to keep him at a distance. Pulling back, Mick blinks his eyes open. There’s a little divot etched between Seb’s brows: Mick wants to smooth it out with the tip of his nose. In this spot, they are out of the direct line of sight from the door; it’s not like they haven’t taken much bigger risks before than a bit of making out with only Mick’s family upstairs.

The curve of Seb’s back deflates with an exhale and Seb says, his tone almost questioning, “I thought we weren’t going to do this anymore.”

For a second, Mick’s back in the streets of Monaco, reliving the exact moment he felt control over the car ripping away from him, the flash of dread as he braced himself for the collision. This is the same almost out of body experience, the useless hope rising in your throat that someone will take mercy on you.

He must have misheard, Mick thinks faintly, and the request for Seb to repeat himself is on the tip of his tongue already, except – except Seb is watching him with a careful expression, like he’s some wild animal Seb would have wanted to tame.

Uselessly, his hands fall from Seb’s back, his palms cold all of a sudden.

A weak “...What?” is all Mick can muster up, his voice small enough that he hates himself for it, hates the uncertainty shattering his tone.

Seb’s expression flattens, and his eyebrows inch together like curtains drawn close at night. He shrugs, in a parody of an apology almost, and says, “It’s not like I’m going to be around anymore, so…”

He trails off and turns his head slightly.

Around? Around – as if –

Mick’s stomach’s rolls. Right now, he can only see the lovely line of Seb’s profile, the lighter strands of his hair glowing in the faint light, the fuzz of his brows etched into a frown. For better or worse, he looks almost mournful, like he didn’t want to say it, like he didn’t want to say that all this time, everything between them was born out of nothing but convenience.

Like he thought it was obvious.

I thought you loved me, Mick wants to say, except now the thought itself is so ridiculous that he wants to slap himself for it. I thought when you said you liked looking at me you meant it like I did, I thought all those times you came to me was because of me and not because the guarantee of a warm body, I thought–

Seb is still just staring at the neat rows of bottles, like this is a conversation he never thought he needed to have, like he can’t wait to be done with it.

Mick almost asks him if there’s anything he could do, almost counters with all the times Seb touched him with such care Mick’s heart squeezed in his chest but – it’s not a question for Seb, is it. It’s a decision he’s made so long ago he forgot there had even been a sliver of doubt over it, if there ever had been. It’s something so apparent he didn’t think he would ever have to spell it out for Mick.

Distantly, Mick’s aware that his hands keep clenching on nothing. Back in the car in Monaco, he kept squeezing the wheel in the aftermath, needed the reminder that he was still here, that everything would go on. Then the sight of his car, ripped in half, all sharp edges where it was torn apart, the fuel leaking out. How it seemed impossible that minutes before it was smooth and gliding forward as intended.

He steps away and pulls down a cool bottle from the shelf, holds it up so he can see the label in the dim light. It’s no use; the words blur together in front of his unblinking eyes. He needs to move, he needs to get out of here, from the suddenly oppressing silence before he breaks it with his questions and his pleas. The wine will have to do – and even if it won’t, his mother will only laugh and send him back down. Alone this time.

“Can you take these?” Refusing to flinch at how hollow his voice sounds, Mick holds the bottle out without meeting Seb’s eyes, looks at the point where the circles – lighter than when he last saw Seb – meet the apples of his cheeks. For a few, horrible seconds, he can feel the weight of Seb’s gaze as he studies Mick, sees his mouth open and close. Seb swallows. The line of his throat works: Mick has lost count of how many times he’s been the reason for that in the last year. Seb takes a hesitant step forward, like he’s afraid Mick will try to kiss him again.

“Of course.” He takes the bottle, then the next.

Mick gets out two more to take upstairs himself. Seb has positioned himself so that he isn’t between Mick and the stairs. Mick goes, trying to ignore how the floor sways under his feet, doesn’t usher Seb ahead of himself. He can’t torture himself wishing that Seb would turn around to take one more look at him. What for? It wouldn’t happen. It’s not like Seb’s thinking about how once the basement door shuts behind them, whatever happened between the two of them will be done with, sealed up with a quiet thud.

In Monaco, he knew he oversteered and there had to be a consequence to follow his error. With Seb, he thought it was fine. Good, even. He didn’t know he made a mistake, didn’t know to expect the crash.

Perhaps his mistake was that he saw what he wanted to see – instead of the truth, stripped down to ease and convenience.

#as always i'd like to remind you that this follows YOUR ficlet #therefore technically EYE should not be blamed #this got away from me lol 1.2k for what!!!#my fic #sebmick #smick #wine cellar

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yosano · 8 months

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they've started charging new twitter accounts from the phils with $1 so i guess im gonna slowly make a comeback here...........

#i feel like remaking but.... eternally lazy.....#guess im gonna be stuck with 1.2k followers forever #“isn't that a good thing” normally it's not but it's fine on tumblr i guess

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assassins-and-hidden-blades · 2 years

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Would you do ❛ of all the idiots in the realm, i’m trapped with you. ❜ with ezio? Idk he’s the first person I thought of when I saw this prompt 😂

17/08/2022: Sorry this took so long! I seem to just be sleeping nonstop recently. Here we go! I hope you enjoy it! Feedback is gold; if you liked it, consider pressing two buttons!

Post-writing: I rewrote it, which is not ideal, but hopefully this is worth it. Perhaps warnings for OOC Ezio? Maybe not, it's been a good few years...

GN!Reader x Ezio Auditore

"Of all the idiots in the realm, I'm trapped here with you."

The damp filled your nose, rousing you with its pungent odour. Coarse, rough rope had snaked around your limbs while you were unconscious, inducing a claustrophobic air about the dark stone room. You glanced around, desperately trying to take account of the situation and figure out what happened.

Your legs were bound at the joints, tight and unforgiving. There was no give, no matter the strength or technique you enlisted. Your hands were similarly bound behind your back, just as tight. You clenched your fists in frustration. A rag pinned your tongue, tied almost uncomfortably behind your head. The last thing you took note of was the many loops of rope circling your biceps and torso, keeping you pressed into a sitting up position. You wriggled your shoulders and leaned forward, a muffled gasp leaving your throat as a surprising weight moved with you.

Ezio.

You tried calling his name; his lack of response seemed to indicate that he still hadn't come to. To rectify this, you did what everyone would do to their hostage partner.

You nudged him harshly in the ribs.

The sound that escaped him was as equally suppressed as yours, indicating a similar condition. His movements felt uneasy as he tried to assess the situation himself, but all it was doing was making you motion sick. You leaned forward sharply. He stilled.

Your fingers searched for his wrists, finding them similarly bound. His anger was prominent in his clenched fists and hot skin. Gently, you pulled his bindings closer, feeling the heat of his back press against yours. Nimble digits attacked the knots on his rope; its thickness gave you the grip you needed to loosen it. Ezio pulled as you worked, the cord finally slipping away. His arms pulled out from behind you. You heard his gag falling away.

"Of all the idiots in the realm, I'm trapped here with you."

Now you knew the true reason for his anger.

You responded by sighing heavily through your nose.

The zip of friction whenever he undid a knot kept you posted on his progress, and the time for stewing was over when the rope around your arms pooled on your lap.

Ezio came into your view, kneeling beside you to pull the fabric from your mouth. His hands were gentle, but his eyes were hard. "You're the idiot," you said, waiting for the ropes to loosen around your own wrists.

"What did I tell you?" When your wrists were free, he moved to your ankles as you began on your thighs.

"You told me to run, but--"

"But you didn't, and then we both got captured."

You were shocked. "I wasn't going to just leave you there."

He wouldn't meet your eyes. "I was surrounded. You could've been killed."

"I wasn't going to stand by and let you be killed! Ezio..." You grasped his hand, stopping his movements. "We are in this together. If you sacrifice yourself, you sacrifice the both of us."

"Never say that." Finally freed, Ezio caressed your neck, gazing into your eyes. "There are some things that I must do alone, to keep you safe."

"Do you ever think about who's trying to keep you safe?"

He looked away. You gently pulled his chin towards you and kissed him gently on the forehead. "Come. Once we get out of this place, we can take it in turns to keep each other safe."

Shaking his head, he sighed with a soft smile. "Bene."

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