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yellowmagicalgirl · 2 months ago
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Happy birthday, @icyandthefrostbites! Made some ToA icons for you; I used a snowflake motif since it fits your username.
Anyone else out there: you must reblog and give credit if you use these.
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hamdi-shiltawi · 9 days ago
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Please, you will not pass by. 🍉
Donate and reblog until the campaign is achieved to help build my house and get out of the impasses, siege, war, and travel outside Gaza 🙏💔
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Iam Hamdi Al-Shaltawi from northern Gaza. I was displaced to Deir Al-Balah. My family and I created my campaign to help my family and save them from the suffering they are experiencing. Our lives, our hopes and ambitions have been destroyed, our livelihoods have been destroyed, we have lost dear friends and many relatives, our house has been completely destroyed, we live in a plastic tent in the middle of an UNRWA school and we suffer from the heat of the sun, which causes headaches, migraines, body allergies and many diseases. There is no food, water, medicine or basic life necessities and the prices are very high, we cannot buy anything
hope you will help and donate to me through the link to my campaign on the GoFundMe website, and I invite you to share it with your friends.
I am and my family is in desperate need of money My campaign still raised only €220/€20,000 (~1%)! Please consider donating even €5 if you can, any amount means a lot, or at least share/reblog to help reach more people 🙏
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icy-watch · 25 days ago
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For people who've booped me, I've booped you back on my main (icyandthefrostbites). If I've missed you, I'm so sorry. I've been getting booped all day and people are getting swallowed in the mass of boops.
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icy-writes · 2 years ago
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Spell & Shadow
by icyandthefrostbites
Chapter V
In Which There Is Night And A Knight
She let out a shriek, her arms flailing as she tipped over and landed on her stomach. She stayed like that for a moment, groaning and assessing her pain. At least she probably startled the kids back to bed.
She turned her gaze over to the cabinet. ‘Lo and behold, whoever it was had already run away.
Katherine got to her feet, wincing when a pain shot up her right ankle. She most likely bruised it. At least, she hoped that it was only bruised. She didn’t want to think that it was anything else.
She hobbled over to the cabinet, babying the injured foot. Looking it over, the lock to the cabinet was wholly undamaged, although it was a little scratched up. The most interesting thing, however, was the fact that the key was in the hole.
She withdrew it. Her eyes scanned the room again for any sign of movement as she slipped the key to her dressing gown pocket. Nothing. She checked over the contents of the cabinet. Everything was in place. No toys were missing. Even the strange doll was there, glowing like a candle — a nightlight.
So, what had she tripped over?
She looked back to the cabinet and something caught her attention in the corner of her eye. She snapped her eyes to where it had come from, but there was nothing. A trick of the light? But, what light?
The burn in her stomach returned, urging her to turn around. To run and go back to bed. But there was a stronger urge to open the cabinet. She hadn’t even realized that she was picking up the doll until he was cradled against her chest.
It wouldn’t hurt to bring him up to her room. He would be safe there. But safe from what?
A flicker of movement made her snap her eyes in the direction of the tree. A candle flickered back to life, then another, then several others, and then all of them. Beside her, the fireplace sputtered to life.
Katherine blinked away the spots dancing in front of her eyes, backing into the cabinet. The contents within rattled from the sudden movement.
“Hello.”
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yellowmagicalgirl · 1 year ago
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You're vulnerable, you're vulnerable You are not a robot
PUT A “∞” IN MY ASK BOX AND I’LL SHUFFLE MY MUSIC PLAYER AND GIVE YOU MY FAVORITE LYRIC FROM THE SONG THAT COMES UP.
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icy-watch · 8 months ago
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Just so everyone knows, I haven't figured out how to boop anyone from this account. But I'm booping y'all back from my main, @icyandthefrostbites
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icy-writes · 2 years ago
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Spell & Shadow
by icyandthefrostbites
Chapter IV
In Which Nicholas Has a Friend In Siberia
She popped the lid off, tucking it under her arms, and lifted the muslin hiding the gift within. Lying on a pillow was an unusual wooden doll. He had messy white hair. He wore an elegant soldier’s regalia made of some sort of fabric with little blueish-silver buttons. His large bulbous head was topped with a black hat not dissimilar to one she had seen Nicholas wear once or twice. It looked much better on the doll, in Katherine's opinion.
He wasn’t the most handsome doll, but there was something in the smile she liked. The shy, charming smile that was painted on and the startling green of the eyes. She found that the longer she looked at him, the more she liked him.
“What is it?” one of the nearby boys asked her. He swayed back and forth on his tip-toes as he tried to see over the edge of the tin. “Miss Katya, what is it?”
“It’s ugly,” said one of the girls. Katherine fought the urge to shield him from her eyes.
“He’s a soldier,” she said, giving the girl a look. Katherine showed the curious children who wanted to see. They ‘oohed’ and ‘aahed’ at him.
“Correct, Kotik,” Nicholas said, patting her on the shoulder. She lifted the doll out of the box and cradled him in her arms. She could already sense a story coming. And, since it was him, the story was going to be told in the most bland way possible. “This is a very loyal soldier to a missing prince. He was turned into a doll by the Boogeyman as a punishment for keeping the hiding place of the prince hidden.”
“Please,” Katherine said, her voice monotone, “tell us how you got him.”
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nacho-business1 · 8 months ago
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No other options bc no
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family-aya · 2 months ago
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🛑An urgent appeal to save my mother's life 🛑
I turn to you today when I desperately need your help and support to save the life of my mother, who is suffering from critical health conditions and needs urgent and continuous treatment. My mother suffers from [the disease Covid-19] and she needs [the required treatment such as medications, care, and continuous medical care], the costs of which exceed our modest financial capacity.
We have exhausted all our resources trying to get her treatment, but the cost is beyond what we can afford. My mother is in desperate need of your help, even with a small contribution, to complete treatment and preserve her life. Every donation, no matter how small, makes a difference in my mother’s life. For those who want to help, you can donate at the link
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yellowmagicalgirl · 1 year ago
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In response to the Greek god post: Eros is the god of love and sometimes son of Aphrodite. Different from Eris
Thanks for the clarification on this post. With that knowledge, I'm going back to my gut feeling of Hermes. IDK why I feel like Hermes would be most likely, it's just a gut feeling. I feel that either Eros wouldn't have a tumblr (just a snapchat (or whatever's being used these days for thirsty selfies)) or would openly write very horny fanfiction on tumblr.
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icy-writes · 2 years ago
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Spell & Shadow
by icyandthefrostbites
Chapter II
In Which There Is News
“Are you alright, Miss Shalazar?”
Katherine turned to look up to the speaker from the spot she had landed. She knew him. She’d seen him around the village on a few occasions. He was relatively new to Santoff Claussen — a novelty for a few months. He was… kind, she supposed. She really never spent much time with him — or much time around him. He was usually running a few messages around the village. Which… to be truthful, there weren’t very many. Usually, to her uncle from some correspondent or another from St. Petersburg or Moscow or some other far away place.
“Quite fine,” she said, smiling politely up to him.
He held out a hand and helped her to her feet.
“Are you certain about that?”
“I was testing the durability of the ice. Should the lake not have frozen over, the road would serve as a nice place to skate. The ice is very solid here, and you don’t run into the danger of falling in a frozen lake.”
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yellowmagicalgirl · 2 months ago
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Tag Game!
Step 1: take the following uquiz (and share your result)
Step 2: use the following picrew to make yourself as that class (more-or-less)
Step 3: Tag 5+ people!
Anyways, as above, I got fighter.
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Tagging @littlecactiguy, @dragonsarecats, @icyandthefrostbites, @tinyshinyunique, @beannary, and whomever else may want to do this.
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icy-writes · 2 years ago
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Spell & Shadow
by icyandthefrostbites
Chapter I
In Which There Is A Visitor
“Toothiana,” he said, nodding to her.
“Hello, Uncle Ombric,” she said, shedding her coat to reveal a dress of deep violets and blues and greens. At least, Katherine thought it was a dress until the cousin came towards them to give him a hug. Who knew a pair of trousers could look like that? “I’m sorry to get here so soon, but I had an earlier start than I intended and, well...”
“We can see that.”
“Well.” Toothiana looked behind Ombric to see Katherine. She smiled warmly down at Katherine. “Katyusha, I didn’t see you there. Let me get a look at you.”
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icy-writes · 2 years ago
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Spell & Shadow
by icyandthefrostbites
Chapter VII
In Which Katherine Frees A Boy In The Ice
The cold rush of air hitting her prone form sent Katherine’s teeth chattering. Goose pimples puckered on her skin. Why was it so cold? Where were her blankets?
She felt around, but it was as though she’d left her window open again. Her reaching fingers managed to brush against something warm. Instinctively, she curled toward it.
Her mind came to its senses, and her eyes cracked open. She was lying in an expanse of white — thick, cold blankets of snow — in the middle of a strange forest. The massive pines seemed to be planted in the ground as if they’d been placed there by a child. Snow danced over her head, drawing slicing patterns in the cloud covered sky. Ice clung to her hair and eyelashes and her skin. Blinking shattered and made the ice poke at the delicate skin there.
Where was she?
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yellowmagicalgirl · 2 years ago
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For the writing meme:
“What do you mean ‘he’s not dead’?”
AU where Jim didn't get all three triumbric stones before heading into the Darklands.
"What do you mean, 'he's not dead'?" Jim demanded. "I cut his head off!"
"I'm sorry, did you think you were special because you were human?" Merlin rolled his eyes. "So many of my trollhunters have fought and even temporarily killed Gunmar with the Sword of Daylight. It's not enough to kill him; you would need the Eclipse Amulet."
Send me an ask with the first sentence of a fanfic and I’ll write the next five. (Except I didn't count too closely)
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icy-writes · 2 years ago
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Spell & Shadow
by icyandthefrostbites
Chapter VII
In Which The Pen Knife Is Mightier Than The Sword
He was standing on her bed, unfolding the blankets from around an object — no, a person — she’d left there by mistake. Nightlight. He hadn’t fallen out with her.
“Stop,” she said, something possessing her to get to her feet. The pirates started their clicking again, their swords once again pointed at her.
The man paid her no mind. He reached Nightly, his fingertips just brushing against it when he pulled them back as if he’d been burned. Like she’d put him on the stove, and he was burning red hot. The man glowered down to her.
“What did you do to him?” he snarled.
“Nothing,” she said. It was true. She had done nothing to the doll.
He stalked over to her and snatched her wrist, examining her left palm. He turned it this way and that, flipping it over several times. His grip was tight and his skin touching hers was something she couldn’t put into words. Hot and cold, hard and soft, tangible and ghostly — all at once!
She tried to jerk her hand away, but it was to no avail. He only held her tighter. When he found was he was looking for, he met her reproachful gaze with his own.
“Magic,” the man hissed. “How do you know magic?”
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