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inky-duchess · 5 days ago

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Yes please

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#Nikolai #YES PLEASE #Misha #Alekks #Marina #Erika #Olezka #Katya #Kit #The lost prince

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st4rd0lly · 1 month ago

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CONTENT WARNING : this fic series will contain DARK content , smut , age gap (reader is mid-late 20s while Nikolai is in his 30s) , probably inaccurate detective work descriptions , and religious themes. this does not follow canon and it is a non ability AU

chapter warnings : suggestive themes (angry sex gets mentioned once) ; firearm

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 : 𝐖𝐇𝐎 ?

A detective.

That’s what you are.

Or well, that’s what you were. You had left that life behind you, swore on it. You weren’t a terrible detective by any means, quite the opposite. You were notably the smartest detective in your city. Sharp and witty, reliable and smart. That’s what you prided yourself on. But with making bigger shoes, you made yourself nearly look like a clown when you stepped out of them. All it took was one case, one case to make you step down.

And like that, you were out of the game.

With no interest to push yourself forward in your career, you sidelined yourself much to everyone’s dismay. You had people relying on you, people who needed you. But a normal life is what you desired after what felt like an action film that lasted forever. It’s what you deserved.

You didn’t lose all that much like you expected though. People still respected you for what you did, your ex-coworkers still treated you like their own, they still come to you for advice and you gave them your best. You became a mentor for younger detectives, a rowdy but loveable group who wanted to follow your footsteps.

You were content with the life you led. All trauma considered, you’d say you’re doing pretty solid for what you’ve been through going through cases.

You were happy for once, you were content with this domestic life you’ve made for yourself.

"Someone tells me you’re sick of old games. Let’s play a new one. =)"

You repeated the note left on your window to your ex-work partner, Mikhail, on the phone. Staring at it with furrowed brows, you cursed to yourself. "I quit this shit for a fucking reason." With a groan, you slam yourself back down on the couch.

"Did you check security cameras?" Mikhail questioned, groaning along with you. He’s been by your side since your guys’ first day together, two peas in a pod. You still remember the days where you were just young rookies together. You guys weren’t Sherlock Holmes and Watson by any means, but some might argue that your dynamic duo could come close.

Your face fell into a deadpanned expression, "You really think I wouldn’t?"

"Hey, I’m just trying to make sure we covered all bases. But knowing you, you probably already did that so I guess it was a stupid question— which is besides the point though." You could tell that he was just at a lost as you are.

"Misha, I wanted to leave this stuff behind me." You said, a little more solemnly than you’d liked to admit. "I thought after I faded out in the system for a bit, things would be okay for me. Sure, we’ve made our enemies—"

"You especially."

"Yes, me especially. But I know that most of them are in prison and the others are respectable enough to do this stuff to my face instead of… whatever the fuck that is. I wanted out."

"And you will be out. One day, I promise you." Mikhail reassures, his usual lighthearted tone softening. "Do you think it could be the same guy from our last case together?" He asks.

And you wished you had an answer. The last case you ever took on as an official detective left you in pieces that you’re still trying to pick up to this day. There were too many missing factors but so many were coming to a horrific realization. There were no hints one moment and then the next, there were. Each step closer you thought you took, set you 10 paces back with little time to catch up. That case had flipped your life upside down and around. Like some sick cycle.

If it was the same bastard behind that case, you were sure that the old you would’ve jumped at the chance.

But you aren’t the person you were in the past, and you haven’t been for a long time.

Maybe this was exactly what the guy wanted, what they came here for. To wait for things to get calm till they could hit hard again. Or maybe, there was a chance that this note could’ve come from a new, completely different person. Someone who wanted to take out an old big shot to make themselves look even bigger. There was just too many open spaces with a huge gap of no information. It could be anything from anyone.

"I don’t know Misha, with the little to no info right now… it literally could be anyone." You admitted, not trying to even hide the defeat in your voice. Your brain searching, scanning, and recalling for anyone that stood out to you in your life. Someone who would mess with you like this, taunting from afar. It hits you like cold water in the morning. "Oh my god. What if it’s my ex?"

"You think you got yourself caught up in like a weird crazy ex revenge situation? What was the guy’s name again?" Mikhail questioned.

"Nikolai. Nikolai Gogol." You responded, rubbing at your temple. Fuck, if it really was Nikolai…

But that was so long ago, way before your last case. And that relationship was never going to last, the both of you knew that. You wanted different things, you two were different…it wouldn’t have worked out. Maybe he wanted Bonnie and Clyde, turn you away from the so called righteousness and justice that is detective work. Live out a life of crime. You never were aware of what he did for work, you were able to tell it was dangerous. And maybe in another life, he was able make you his Bonnie.

You made sure that this wasn’t that life.

Thinking back to all the times you’ve spent with him makes your heart has plunge into your stomach. You were aware that he wasn’t the greatest person to date. You said through heated kisses and angry sex that it was just the rush, the thrill of it all in the relationship you had with him that kept you around. Each time he could only laugh in your face. All his talk about freedom definitely added a new perspective to your life, but it was so extreme.

And oddly enough when you wanted to end it, he was very much less than pleased even though that’s all he’s ever wanted. To be free. He’s a walking contradiction though and he left your life without a trace. You refused to look back.

It wouldn’t make sense to mess up your life now.

….

When did he ever make sense?

"I’ll check in with the database, see what I can scoop up on him." Mikhail attempts to reassure you, though it does little to soothe your thoughts. He never knew about the complexity of your relationship with Nikolai. Just that it was strange. He didn’t know how dangerous he was.

But you weren’t about to tell him right now, not while it felt like someone was watching you. "Okay…"

"Did you ask your neighbors if they saw anything? What about that one neighbor across from you?" Mikhail suggested. "Take a picture of the note and I’ll drop by with some of the team by your place so we can investigate more. Better to not tamper with evidence so just use the picture to show your neighbors."

"Okay, yeah I’ll do that." You agreed, it wasn’t a bad idea. "Thank you Misha."

"I’ll be there in about fifteen. Go chat with your neighbors. Don’t die."

"Trying not to." You chuckled, hanging up the phone. You stood back up from the couch, looking at the window with disdain. The note was still there, staring back at you. Though you knew nothing was confirmed, you tried to find any hints of Nikolai’s presence. The only thing sticking out to you was the smiley, and that wouldn’t be viable evidence of anything. You shook your head, opening the camera app on your phone and snapping a picture.

Now that was done and over with. Time to talk to your neighbor.

Your neighbor was a relatively tall and attractive man you would say. You’ve never talked to him before, only seeing him for a brief moment when you walk to your car or when he goes out. Your window allows you a somewhat good view outside. Though you could also say that his appearance did make him stand out too.

Tossing on a jacket, you hoped your neighbor wouldn’t judge too hard if you were in your pajamas. It was still early in the morning when you woke up to that note.

You bite your tongue, you shouldn’t leave the house unarmed. Taking a quick trip back to your room, you put on your belt that you wear to do your mentor work. The one that’s meant to hold your firearm. You grab your gun in your drawer to put in your holster.

You opened the door, shivering a bit as the cool air hits your skin and hugged yourself tighter. Whoever put that note there must be really motivated to mess with you because who on earth would put a stupid note on a window when it’s this cold?

Taking a couple of steps towards his door, you placed a firm knock. You really hoped he was here. It would be an even shittier day if he wasn’t and you were waiting out in the cold longer than you needed to be. But thankfully, the door opens.

"May I help you?" The rich Russian accent caught you off guard, making you blink in surprise. You weren’t sure what to expect when he did speak but it wasn’t that.

You gave the man an apologetic smile, "Hi I’m so sorry to bother you early this morning but I was wondering if you had heard anything strange late at night or earlier in the morning? Or if you had seen anything weird?"

The man looks down at you for a moment and you could tell he was studying you. His eyes were probably the most vibrant shade of a deep purple hue that you had ever seen before. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking, he had a good poker face you had to admit. He only tilts his head to the side, looking concerned. "I had not heard anything out of the ordinary. I usually am not here all that often because of work, but when I am here, I like to stay in my bedroom and rest."

He sounded genuine, and he definitely looked genuine. But those years you’ve spent as a detective grew your skills, and you’ve kept them sharp. You wouldn’t have been earnestly praised highly as a detective if you weren’t good at catching onto the small things. A blessing and a curse. There was something off about this neighbor of yours that you couldn’t place your finger on.

You couldn’t let him know that though, so you only shook your head again and waved your hand. "Ah, I’m so sorry again then. There was just a note left on my window and I was just wondering if anyone saw anything. It’s okay, thank you for your time."

"That sounds terrible, forgive me if I’m overstepping but are you certain it wasn’t your roommate playing some sort of prank?"

……

You could feel the gears in your head pause abruptly. You blink at him in confusion.

Roommate?

"I don’t have a roommate?" You clarified, raising a brow at his comment. But he only reciprocates your confused expression.

"Is that so? I was sure you did. There was this man I’ve seen at your place before quite often whenever I’m here." He tells you, and your mind goes into a frenzy. What the fuck was he talking about? Was he talking about Mikhail?

"I’m sorry, could you explain more?" You kept your tone polite, and it was obvious you weren’t expecting this. You were too distracted by the thoughts swirling in your head that you didn’t realize that you were shaking a bit from the weather.

"Here, you should come inside. I have some tea prepared for myself but there’s enough to share. I’ll tell you what I know. Part of it is that it’s bad manners to keep a guest outside in the cold." He opens the door more, stepping out of the way.

Jesus, you really did want to stop being dragged into these games.

#. . . words of the crimson moon —✫・゜・。.#bsd x reader #bsd x you #bsd x y/n #gn reader #nikolai x reader #nikolai x you #nikolai gogol x reader #nikolai gogol x you #. . . jester at the house —✫・゜・。.

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aleksanderscult · 6 months ago

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I don't understand how Leigh Bardugo could write something as bad as King of Scars and a trilogy as average and problematic in its messages as Grisha ?!

Knowing that she also wrote Six of Crows which was very good for me, limits most people to only knowing that about the Grishaverse (even if, if you take it in the context of the original trilogy, that makes the fate of the Grisha and of the Darkling even worse)... The Language of Thorns with some really cool stories, the Demon in The Wood (which makes you wonder even more why the Darkling is supposed to be the fucking bad guy in the original trilogy and die at the end ?!). Not forgetting recently The Ninth House which has 2 very good volumes and the beginning of The Familiar.

I have a hard time understanding how she can produce good things and such bad things.

I hear that not everyone is perfect, but for me the gap is still huge.

And the most paradoxical thing is that while she seems to gradually improve her way of writing, at no time does she acknowledge having made questionable choices in the writing of Grisha ?

Just see her attempt at moralizing backpedaling with the King of Scars duology...

TW!: Genocide

I don't think she knows or even cares about how genocide and prejudice in real life are not how she portrays them. And they definitely don't vanish by magical means. Clearly she put them in her story as a dramatic effect but she handled it with such unrealism and carelessness that makes you wonder what was the point of putting such issues in her book in the first place. She places such importance to the romance part (Mal × Alina, Kaz × Inej, Nina × Matthias) that the problems of her world take a third place in her books.

Six of Crows and Crooked Kingdom weren't such flawed because the heroes there did some personal jobs and didn't have a humanitarian goal. Kaz, in particular, has made it clear that he doesn't give a fuck about the world, only about his pocket. So they were some pretty straightforward books and well-written enough that you cannot see the issues.

But in the trilogy we have this huge war going on while the protagonist wails about her love interest, kills her enemy at his weakest (so no flex of her powers against him) and other people vanish the Fold for her.

In the duology Bardugo wanted to get back to her own readers:

- "People dislike Zoya. Hmm... Let's make her Suli with a very sad background. Also let's make her the most important character among the heroes just for these haters to shut up. Because if they don't, they'll be racists and misogynists"

- "People love the Darkling. Hmm.... Let's remind those readers of mine what he has done by having Zoya conjure up every delulu thought about him. Also let's have Mal, Alina, Zoya, Nikolai and freaking Misha make him shut up and look stupid"

- "Ah shit they love Aleksander too much. Ok how about this. I'm gonna make the Starless Cult out of them to prove how blind they look"

- "People didn't like the R&R ending. Hmm.... Let's bring Alina back and have her say how happy and peaceful she feels with her current state"

- "People hate Mal. Hmm... Let's have him be likable and funny while thwarting Aleksander's comments like a pro. It's not like he isn't a hot-tempered guy or smth"

(and about bringing the Darkling back, this was lazy writing. Instead of making the heroes face new foes from the north and south, she recycled villains)

By the way, when the TV adaptation of S&B came out she said that she wanted to fix the diversity. Can you imagine that? Not book!Alina as a character, not the trilogy's ending (not protesting on that cruel scene on the show where the Crows gleefully kill the Grisha that stood with the Darkling) but the diversity. Season two's ending was the showrunner's idea as well as Mal's change of personality, not Bardugo's.

Anyway, she should stay on writing short stories. I really love the Language of Thorns and Demon in the Wood so why ruin your fictional world further?

#you can expect either something really good or really bad from her #she is to literature what Ridley Scott is to cinema #her works either flop or shine #anti leigh bardugo #grishaverse #shadow and bone #anon asks #the darkling #pro darkling #aleksander morozova #six of crows #kaz brekker #alina starkov #anti zoya nazyalensky #anti nikolai duology #grishaverse trilogy #pro aleksander morozova

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uwmspeccoll · 11 days ago

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It’s Fine Press Friday!

On this Martober 86th, between day and night, we present Nikolai Gogol’s The Diary of a Madman, published in a limited edition of 100 copies by Summer Garden Editions in New York City in 1998, signed by artist and illustrator Mikhail Magaril (b. 1950). Kathy Caraccio (b. 1947) and Sana Fadel printed Magaril’s drypoint etchings at Kathy Caraccio Studio. Misha Beletsky planned the text design, selecting Monotype Van Dijck cast by Michael and Winifred Bixler in Skaneateles, New York. Emily Artinian printed the text at Peter Kruty Editions. The paper is Rives BFK in a deckled grey. Each copy was Coptic bound by Magaril, who also handlettered the book’s clamshell box and the (increasingly unhinged) dates for each diary entry.

“I have been, wow, wow, I have been very ill, wow, wow, wow!” says a little dog, Madgie, to our diarist on October 3rd, in this translation by Constance Garnett. By the start of the following year – 2000 A.D., April 43 – he will be convinced that he is the King of Spain. “It’s a good thing that no one thought of putting me in a madhouse.” In between, he will steal and read the written correspondence of Madgie and another dog – only to discover that they mock him – and suffer bouts of relatable existential turmoil: after all, why exactly is it so clear that he is a civil servant at all? Considering a romantic rival, a court chamberlain, he stews: “You don’t get a third eye in your head because you are a court chamberlain.” Magaril’s etchings, which correspond to many of the diary entries, grow increasingly surreal as the text, but close on a sober moment of our madman, alone with his diary: “Mother, have pity on your sick child!”

Michael Bixler died in September of last year. View other posts celebrating his and Winifred Bixler’s work.

View other Fine Press Friday posts.

--Amanda, Special Collections Graduate Intern

#Fine Press Friday #finepressfriday #Fine Press Fridays #Gogol #Nikolai Gogol #The Diary of a Madman #Mikhail Magaril #Martober #Summer Garden Editions #Kathy Caraccio Studio #Kathy Caraccio #Sana Fadel #Michael and Winifred Bixler #Emily Artinian #Peter Kruty Editions #Christoffel van Dijck #Monotype Van Dijck #Drypoint #etching

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inky-duchess · 2 months ago

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I wouldnt mind some asks, I'm sat at home sick and desperately need distraction

Fuck it, OC brain rot won. Get ready for the Secret Ask List

1) Does your OC have a voice claim, if so who?

2) Who's your OCs best friend? How did they become best friends?

3) What song describes your OC?

4) What song describes your OC and their partner/love interest?

5) Do you ship your OC with a Canon character? If so who?

6) If your OC is in a fantasy setting, what profession would they be in the modern day?

7) Vice-Versa! If your OC is in the modern day, what fantasy class would they be? Would they be a different race?

8) What hobbies does your OC have? What do they do to unwind?

9) How does your OC handle their physical health? Do they take care of themselves?

10) How does your OC handle their mental health? Do they take care of themselves?

11) What was your inspiration for your OC?

12) Does your OC interact with other people's OC? If so, who's their best OC friend?

13) Does your OC have a rival? How did it start?

14) Who's a character your OC cannot stand! It's on sight when they see them!

15) Will your OC ever retire? Do you see them making it?

16) How's their relationship with their parents? Are they alive?

17) If your OC has kids, are they a good parent? Do they ever feel guilty if they have to leave them?

18) What are their pronouns? What would they like to be called?

19) What's their sexuality? What's their love language both giving and receiving?

20) If they fight, what's their weapon of choice?

21) What song best describes their relationship with their enemy?

22) Fight or Flight? Are they a lover or a fighter?

23) Is your OC reliable? Can I call them up at two in the morning if I have a flat tire?

24) Can they play any instruments? If so, what do they play?

25) Are they the kind of person who can't resist a good song? Can I catch your OC singing to themselves while they do the dishes?

26) What flower do you associate your OC with?

27) What's their spirit tamagotchi? Or an animal you associate them with?

28) What clique would they be in? (Draw them in the clothes of said group!)

29) Imagine a mood board for your OC! What's on it? (Make it if you want!)

30) My OC and your OC are friends. This isn't a question. I'm not asking. (How do they respond?)

#You can ask about Nikolai Alekks Misha Marina Katya Erika

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inky-duchess · 11 months ago

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Locations in The Lost Prince - Daedenksa

The city was old by the time the Vasily built their palace on the banks of the river, centuries of history buried under numerous decades.

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It wasn't the largest city in Vastia, not even the oldest. It had stumbled into existence, sprawling between veins of muddy rivers. Nobody had expected it to survive let alone one day become the capital, just like nobody expected the Vasily to last.

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We walk along the curve of the canals that feed into the river, along the stone railings with the sounds of the roused city echoing around us. The stone banks are smooth, studded with lichen in places. My father had rebuilt most of the city around the palace, replacing the dirt streets with paved stone and the crumbling banks of the canal with stronger stone. He wanted to rebuild it all, give Daedenksa a city of smooth stone and get rid of all the dirt and ruin.

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Daedenska. There is no place as bloodstained as that forsaken city. I had been born there. I had left in a storm of blood and fear, rushing headlong into the unknown. It was the last place my mother held me or I saw my father and heard my sister's voice. It was the last place I called myself safe. It was where the world broke.

I should have died there.

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erwinsprincess · 9 months ago

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mine, always and forever: chapter 1

characters: OC (female, y/n, she/her) x Commander Erwin Smith

warning: this story will contain 18+ elements including but not limited to childhood trauma, age-gap, power dynamics, graphic sexual content, mild xenophobia(?), substance abuse, self-harm, and language (more in depth tags will be at the beginning of each chapter if need be)

aot semi-cannonverse (takes place in aot universe but I am taking some artistic liberties with timelines, characters, world politics, and happenings)

plot: (y/n) is a young (female, she/her) cadet (22 y/o) with a complicated past. escaping from a life of meaningless pleasures in a foreign land, y/n hopes to make a difference by giving her heart as a member of the scout regiment. with only her brothers by her side, she steps into a world of uncertainty. upon integrating herself within her rank, y/n meets a man that would flip everything she knows about herself upside down... and she likes it.

author's note: this story is my own personal delusion about meeting and falling in love with Commander Erwin if I was in the aot verse. therefore, the character is loosely based on my life experience and self-image. however, it is my hope that all of you will see something of yourself in the MC and all of you Erwin-loving baddies will enjoy our blondie in a new story. I am also new to Tumblr and it seems there are endless things I must learn, so feel free to kindly correct me if I fail to add something to my posts that is necessary for your reading enjoyment.

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"the first day is always the hardest"

Your mother's words echoed in your head as you sighed out your anxiety. You reminded yourself to not be so cynical. Your mother means well, and she always has, despite making poor decisions in recent years. Many of which were out of her control, in her defense. She had not been a perfect mother, but then again, you had not been the perfect daughter. If she was not so wrapped up in her new husband and other children, she might have been worried about you.

Snapping yourself out of your thoughts, you looked to your twin brother, Alexander, Alexei for short. You offered him a soft smile, noticing he seemed concerned. His bright green eyes, identical to yours, gleamed with pride. You had both grown so much and been through so much together in the past few years that Alexei couldn't help but feel proud at your bravery and selflessness. For you, Alexei, and your elder brothers Mikhail (aka Misha), and Nikolai (who you affectionately refer to as Nik) were about to begin a very treacherous journey to join the military. It had been discussed that each of the boys would join the Scout Regiment together. After much quarreling, you convinced them to let you join as well. The three men were apprehensive, but seeing as how you were free to choose your own path, there was no point in arguing that you were more suited for Military Police. You would have rather been slowly eaten by a Titan with dull teeth than join the "soft" MP.

The trip from your homeland to Paradis was pure bliss, despite your underlying nerves, your worry, and your fear that you may lose the brothers you love so dearly. The Scout Regiment in particular was recruiting outside of the island due to lack of engagement. A draft of all able-bodied men was considered and thrown out, due to the all-time low birth rate in recent years. An open-invitation with promises of citizenship, healthcare, and provisions was sent to poor, neighboring countries and beyond. Despite these efforts, most recruits were young natives of Paradis, all in their early twenties, with so much life left to live. Many joined with hopes of surviving until they can collect a pension and retire, while some joined because they feel like their sacrifice can truly make a difference for the future of humanity. You had always identified with the latter sentiment. Growing up, all you wanted to be was a doctor. Your mother watched you take the temperature of your baby dolls, give them "medicine", and place them in their crib ever so gently. When your father died, so did those dreams. Your mother was forced to remarry the first person who offered to house her and her four children, or else you might have starved. Joining the Scout Regiment was your last chance to offer your life for the betterment of humanity, especially the children.

The cad that your mother married was a filthy and predatory man. Your mother, once beautiful and full of life, was now a mere shell of who she once was. Now a meek, timid woman who is no more use to that man than to make babies for him. You hated him and the children he had with your mother, three little girls that looked just like him, unfortunately for them. You wondered if he treated them the way he treated you, and you shuddered at the thought. You wondered if your mother would fail to protect them, as she had done to you.

You were only snapped out of your thoughts by a loud and commanding voice. "All cadets, line up in rows. You have less than one minute". You tried to follow your brothers, but you ended up getting left behind. You felt a hand on your upper arm, gently pulling you to stand next to them.

A girl with bright hazel eyes and reddish-brown hair smiled at you. "Potato?" she offered as she outstretched a hand that contained a steaming potato. You chuckled as you glanced, confused at the offering. "Um, thank you but no I don't feel very hungry." you smiled at her when your eyes met again. Taking another bite of her potato, she shrugged and teased, "You speak real strange. I ain't never heard the likes of your talking before. It's real pretty though. Sasha is the name". You blushed. "Y/N L/N, nice to meet you, Sasha". She might have said something else if not for the tall man with the dark circles under his eyes standing in front of her. He scolded her about the potato she was eating and you couldn't help but chuckle at her boldness to defend her choice to eat it now. He turned his head to you.

Keith Shadis was the instructor of the cadet corps and had held high leadership positions in the past. You could tell he had been through much in his lifetime.

"What is your name, cadet? Do I need to keep you and Miss Braus separated?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Y/N L/N... sir." you stuttered out, maintaining eye contact and an erect spine.

Eyes narrowed, Instructor Shadis inquired, "So you are one of the few and the proud to answer our call for help? No one with a name like that around here. Are you fluent in our language?". You nodded quickly, indicating your confirmation, and let out a sigh of relief as he moved on to interrogate the next cadet.

"He's real scary lookin' ain't he?" Sasha whispered as she lent closer to you. You smiled, still looking forward. "I like her already." you thought to yourself.

When the rows finally dispersed to assigned training stations, you and Sasha made your way past a table of important looking military personnel. You both glanced and smiled at them, hurrying to where you were supposed to be, when you heard a dusky male voice.

"L/N" he said calmly, but firmly. You turned to find that the voice belonged to a shorter man with dark hair, grey eyes, and an extremely handsome face. You found yourself to feel self-conscious under his gaze. You noticed he pronounced your last name incorrectly, but far be it from you to correct him.

Standing at attention, you uttered as confidently as you could, "Sir". The man observed you for a moment.

"Relax, cadet." You allowed yourself to do so. As you did, you took notice of who else was seated at the table. A woman with messy brown hair and glasses, who you instantly noticed was gorgeous in a unique way, a man with a bald head and grey mustache, a man with dark hair and sunken in features, and finally your eyes met a pair of bright blue eyes.

You felt a flutter in your stomach as your eyes met his. Gorgeous bright, blue eyes that you had never seen before, blonde hair swept back neatly, a prominent nose, and beautiful lips that had formed a soft smile as your eyes lingered on him.

"L/N"

Your eyes snapped back to the shorter man who was looking inquisitively at you. "I asked you did I pronounce your name correctly. It's too damn complicated if you ask me. You and your brothers were the topic of much discussion when you enlisted, seeing as how you're a tad different than the other cadets." A few chuckled from everyone at the table except for the blonde man with the scout logo on his jacket. The woman with the brown hair seemed fixated on you, as if she knew exactly who you were.

You felt your cheeks heat up as embarrassment washed over you. You corrected him, indicating your country of origin. "It's not such a strange name where I'm from. May I be excused sir?" you inquired, eager to leave.

"It's Captain to you cadet. Captain Levi Ackerman" He gestured to the others at the table, introducing them one by one, finally gesturing to the stunning blonde man seated nearest to you.

"This is Commander Erwin Smith. He is the highest authority you will answer to. You won't need to visit his office unless you are in deep trouble." he said pointedly, as if to indicate he thought you were going to be a problem child. "That goes for you as well". He said to Sasha, who you had forgotten was beside you.

She comically threw up her hands as if to say "I'm innocent" and sauntered away. You saw that as your opportunity to leave as well and you waved to the table of intimidating faces, eyes lingering on Commander Smith, who also held his gaze on you, before you turned your head. A smile spread across your face as you ran up to meet Sasha's pace. You both stopped when you reached your destination and with that same smile still on your face you turned to your new best friend.

"Want to cause some trouble?"

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#aot #aot fanfiction #attack on titan #erwin smith x reader smut #fanfic #erwin smith x reader #commander erwin #snk #snk fanfiction #snk erwin

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skauni · 3 months ago

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My OC’s in Alphabetical and Pairing order:

Andre(Nikto) MLW:

- Mikah

Alex MLW:

- Nadia

Alex MLM:

- Lue

Alex Kids:

- Daisy(g)

- Delilah(g)

- Farris(b)

Alejandro MLW:

- Mora

Alejandro MLM:

- Alexander

- Nero

Alejandro Kid:

- Angel(b)

Barrage MLW:

- Yasmine

Barrage Kid:

- Sam(b)

Bova MLW(yes I know he’s not a real CoD character—SHUSH):

- Nyra

David(Hesh) MLW:

- Cain

David MLM:

- Jacob

- Kasha

David Kid:

- Payton(b)

Experiments:

- ‘Riptide’(b)

- Yanis Crow(g)

Frank MLW:

- Lexy

Farah MLW:

- Amir

Gabriel(Rorke) MLW:

- Athena

Gary(Roach) MLW:

- Nora

Gary MLM:

- Daniel

Ghoap Adopted Kid:

- Holly(g)

Horangi MLW:

- Osani

Horangi MLM:

- Azuro

- Sato

John MLW:

- Lyre

John MLM:

- Corden

- Max

John Kids:

- Jasper(b)

- Maya(g)

Johnny MLW:

- Mila

Johnny MLM:

- Matt

- Ryan

Johnny Kid:

- Constance(/Connie)(g)

König MLW:

- Lily

König MLM:

- Rourke

König Kids:

- Cora(g)

- Louis(b)

Keegan MLW:

- Lane

Keegan MLM:

- Leo

- Todd

Keegan Kids:

- Jin(b)

- Jasmine(g)

- Rose(g)

Kyle(Gaz) MLW:

- Clover

Kyle MLM:

- Gabriel

- Noah

Kyle Kids:

- Autumn(g)

- Danny(b)

Kick MLW:

- Lia

Kick MLM:

- Kace

Mace MLW:

- Jade

Mason(also ironically named Alex) MLW:

- Jane

Mason MLM:

- Oren

Nikolai MLW:

- Ria

Nikolai MLM:

- Blake

- Nerine

Phillip(Graves) MLW:

- Pearl

Phillip MLM:

- Beck

- Jake

Rudy MLW:

- Clair

Rudy MLM:

- Gerardo

- Jax

Rudy Kids:

- Isabella(g)

- Juan(b)

Russel(Adler) MLW:

- Jessy

Simon MLW:

- Tory

Simon MLM:

- Mark

- Malick

Simon Kids:

- Lance(b)

- Sydney(g)

Sebastian(Krueger) MLW:

- Niki

Vladimir(Makarov) MLW:

- Neza

Vladimir MLM:

- Ülig

Vladimir Kids:

- Misha(b)

- Sergei(b)

Valeria WLW:

- Karla

Velikan MLW:

- Diana

@valscodblog @thealtofvalleyxdoodles @seconds-on-the-clock-deactivate @2econd-of-1sts @an-autistic-dweeb

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ordinarythingsiflovecaneverbe · 5 months ago

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Adding on with:

Zoya Nazyalensky

Inej Ghafa

Nina Zenik

Genya Safin

Wylan Van Sunshine

OnCat (the fact we never got that with Milo)🖤 also MILO

6 fictional characters that you relate to (thank you @luthientinuvielss for the tag! this is my first time doing something like this.)

1. Candace Flynn - Phineas and Ferb

2. Coraline Jones - Coraline (fuck Neil Gaiman)

3. Claudia - Interview With the Vampire

4. Lydia Deetz - Beetlejuice

5. Lottie Matthews - Yellowjackets

6. Lisbeth Salander - The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo

I have to add: honorable mention to Laura Palmer from Twin Peaks

No pressure tag: @whisperingmidnights @enobariasdistrict2 @lovelygwyneth @bluiela @edreavie @goghwilde @illbdamned

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lilisouless · 2 years ago

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The men on the hospital, all of them with broken bones

Zoya: what the heck happened in your birthday party?!

Nikolai: we went to the zoo and made an animal race, i rode a tiger

Zoya: how could you do something so stupid?

Mal: before i get in trouble i want to clarify Misha was wearing a helmet and that’s why he is not hurt too

Alina: you took Misha?!

Adrik: i tried to stop them

Adrik the day before: (riding a giraffe) GET AWAY YOU BUNCH OF LOSERS!

David: is not my fault either , they tricked me

David the day before: if they die they die ,Mr Rhino

Tolya: i barely participated

He is actually telling the truth, he sat on a giant turtle while reading and called it a day so Nikolai doesn’t say he didn’t participate

Tamar: wait…how did you got hurt too then?

Wylan: Jesper what are you doing?! You have the horse going on circles! We are losing! Tolya and the freaking turtle are ahead of us!

Jesper: do you want to win or do you want to look cool and dreamy riding a horse in slowmo?

Wylan: win! I want to win!

Jesper: ugh, okay. Let’s go Destiny, let’s win and jump over that turtle

Wylan: no! Don’t jump over the turtle!

Jesper: WE ARE JUMPING OVER THE TURTLE!

Kaz: i wanted to win but my animal was less than cooperative

Kaz: come on, you stupid beast! (Hits with his cane) move your dumb fat ass

Matthias: get off my back,Brekker!

#calm down #women will have their moment to shine in part 2 of this #netflix shadow and bone #six of crows #grishaverse #shadow and bone #leigh bardugo #nikolai lantsov #kaz brekker #matthias helvar #tolya yul bataar #jesper fahey #wylan van eck #David Kostyk #adrik zhabin

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marfa-g · 6 months ago

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Helloo may I ask if your doodle requests are open? if they are would you mind doing Misha Gordon and Nikolai Dudorov in Pasternak’s Doctor Zhivago? Much love 🧡

uh, sorry, I wanted to sketch them much earlier!I decided that let there be my headcanon versions ✨

#doctor zhivago #request #boris pasternak

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melodycest · 8 months ago

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Greetings~!

I'll be going by Aven on here. I use mainly It/He/Ey pronouns if you don't know me well. Don't be surprised if my friends, family, and lovers use something else. They have exclusive permission to use special sets~!

I'm a proship / comship selfshipper, if you've got a problem with that the block button is free, quick, and easy~! I'm sure anybody who wants to harrass me won't adhere to a DNI, but if you come here looking for a fight, you'll be ignored <3 (if you'd like to have a calm conversation, though, I'm happy to indulge~! I'm not wonderful with tone, so if you could use tone indicators in such a scenario, I'd greatly appreciate that!)

My main fandoms are...

Genshin Impact

Honkai: Star Rail

Obey Me!

Bungou Stray Dogs

Reverse: 1999

Wuthering Waves

Stardew Valley (-ish)

Platonic F/Os

Solomon (Obey Me!)

Asmodeus (Obey Me!)

Hu Tao¹ (Genshin Impact)

Fischl¹ (Genshin Impact)

Furina¹ (Genshin Impact)

Lyney¹ (Genshin Impact)

Sucrose¹ (Genshin Impact)

Yanfei (Genshin Impact)

Kirara (Genshin Impact)

Diona (Genshin Impact)

Albedo (Genshin Impact)

March 7th (Honkai: Star Rail)

Bailu (Honkai: Star Rail)

Huohuo¹ (Honkai: Star Rail)

Robin (Honkai: Star Rail)

Silver Wolf (Honkai: Star Rail)

Lynx (Honkai: Star Rail)

Pela (Honkai: Star Rail)

Vila (Reverse: 1999)

Matilda (Reverse: 1999)

X (Reverse: 1999)

Necrologist (Reverse: 1999)

Medicine Pocket (Reverse: 1999)

Horropedia (Reverse: 1999)

Aalto (Wuthering Waves)

Mori (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Albatross (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Chuuya Nakahara (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Naomi Tanizaki (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Tachihara (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Poe (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Gin (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Familial F/Os

Xiao¹ (Genshin Impact)

Childe (Genshin Impact)

Sampo (Honkai: Star Rail)

Bailu (Honkai: Star Rail)

Yanqing (Honkai: Star Rail)

An-an Lee¹ (Reverse: 1999)

Vila (Reverse: 1999)

X (Reverse: 1999)

Albatross (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Romantic (and/or Sexual) F/Os

Katai (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Ranpi Edogawa¹ (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Belphegor (Obey Me!)

Luke (Obey Me!)

Sigewinne (Genshin Impact)

Nahida (Genshin Impact)

Ganyu (Genshin Impact)

Nilou (Genshin Impact)

Alhaitham² (Genshin Impact)

Wriothesley (Genshin Impact)

Neuvillette (Genshin Impact)

Xiao¹ (Genshin Impact)

Xilonen (Genshin Impact)

Citlali (Genshin Impact)

Bailu (Honkai: Star Rail)

Topaz (Honkai: Star Rail)

Misha (Honkai: Star Rail)

Blade (Honkai: Star Rail)

Ruan Mei (Honkai: Star Rail)

Sparkle¹ (Honkai: Star Rail)

Sunday (Honkai: Star Rail)

Jade (Honkai: Star Rail)

Forget Me Not (Reverse: 1999)

Isolde (Reverse: 1999)

An-an Lee¹ (Reverse: 1999)

Oliver Fog (Reverse: 1999)

Зима "Zima"² (Reverse: 1999)

Cristallo² (Reverse: 1999)

Eternity² (Reverse: 1999)

Charlie (Reverse: 1999)

Marcus (Reverse: 1999)

Encore (Wuthering Waves)

Lingyang (Wuthering Waves)

Jinhsi (Wuthering Waves)

Changli (Wuthering Waves)

Osamu Dazai² (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Q (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Oda Sakunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Louisa² (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Karl (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Nikolai¹ (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Key

Fyodor² (Bungou Stray Dogs

Ranpo Edogawa¹ (Bungou Stray Dogs)

⁰ Past / Ex

¹ Direct Non-Fictional Conotations / Connections

² Explicitly One Sided / Non-Reciprocated

Lists are always subject to change~

Also, there are only a few of each list that I'm deeply attached to for more than a casual bond. No I will not be elaborating.

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