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readingbookelf · 1 year
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Always - Adrian Ivashkov
Summary: Adrian finds you in the infirmary after the strigoi attack on the school.
Requested: yes
Pairing: dhampir!fem!reader x Adrian Ivashkov
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You’re still in disbelieve when you’re laying on a bed in the infirmary waiting to be treated. The school was attacked by a whole pack of strigoi, something that was highly uncommon. You helped the guardians as much as you could, but it wasn’t enough. People were taken god knows where. You can’t believe they got through the wards. You suppose it shouldn’t be that big of a surprise considering what happened at the Badica’s home.
Before you can ponder some more, your curtain is drawn open. You sit up straighter ready to be treated so you can leave, but then you realise it’s Adrian.
“What are you doing here? I thought you were the nurse,” you say.
You don’t get a response from the cheeky Moroi. He’s still holding on to the curtain, eyes wide  and frozen in his spot.
“Adrian,” you hesitantly say.
It seems to shake him from his stupor. He moves towards you, eyes roaming over your body. Adrian winces every time he sees a deeper cut. Once he’s standing next to you, he takes your hand and holds it tightly.
“There were only two more rooms left. I was afraid you were one of the taken ones,” he whispers softly.
Your heart squeezes at his words.
“I’m right here. Just some cuts and bruises,” you reassuringly whisper while squeezing his hand.
One of his hands hovers over a cut and you feel a tingling sensation. You immediately push his hand away.
“Adrian, no,” you sternly say.
“But I can make it better,” he desperately fights.
He looks so lost, not knowing how to carry himself while you’re hurt.
“Adrian, I love you, but these things can perfectly heal themselves. It’s not worth the after effects of using spirit. Do you hear me?”
He slowly nods. You move around on the bed and pat the now open space next to you. Adrian doesn’t hesitate for a second, he lays down next to you and takes you into his arms. A wet droplet lands on your head. You remove yourself from his arms so you can look at him. Tears are running down his cheeks and he looks crushed.
“What’s wrong,” you whisper.
“I’m just really relieved you’re here,” he hiccups.
This time you take him in your arms and softly run your hand up and down his back while the other holds on tightly.
“I can only imagine how worried you must’ve been. But I’m right here. You’d have to do a whole lot worse to get rid of me,” you chuckle trying to lighten the mood.
His arms tighten around you.
“Too soon to joke about it already,” he huffs.
You press a kiss on the crown of his head. If you’re being honest, you’re relieved you don’t have to wait alone. The attack and everything you’ve seen was on a loop in your head and now that Adrian’s here you’re thoughts have calmed down.
“Thank you for coming to find me,” you earnestly whisper.
“Always,” Adrian replies instantly.
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fandomnerd9602 · 4 months
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could you make a male reader hargrevees x hope Mikelson? the reader introduces his girlfriend to his family the Hargrevees
Y/N brings Hope into the famous Umbrella Academy…
Y/N: this is where I grew up
Hope: where’s the family?
Pogo walks in…
Pogo: anywhere really. If they’re not saving the world, they’re almost destroying it
Hope: (freaked out) chimp
Pogo: I shall have dinner ready soon. It really is a pleasure to finally meet you, Hope, Y/N has spoken highly of you
Y/N: that’s Pogo. He’s great.
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eg515 · 2 years
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Adrian: *appears on screen*
me: *twirling my hair while giggling and waving at him*
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sydneysageivashkov · 1 year
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peacock if you cancel va before I get sydney katherine sage 🔪🔪
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avalonicons · 10 months
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Requests are open!!
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historialatens · 8 months
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I Can See You is so Romitri coded
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I feel like a moment that no one talks about is the fact that Adrian legit was hearing his dead aunts voice in his head when his Spirit was getting bad. That's absolutely terrifying bro.
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amortenablack · 2 years
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Am I too old to write fanfiction? I’m about to turn 26 in a few months and I feel too old now to write this stuff. I love it and it helps me escape reality I just feel weird now to an extent because of my age.
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readingbookelf · 1 year
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The Aftermath - Adrian Ivashkov
Summary: Adrian is crushed when he finds out about Rose and Dimitri. You let him mope for a week and then you force him to get up and start living again. In the end Adrian has a surprising confession.
Warnings: talk about heavy drinking and nicotine use.
Requested: yes
Pairing: Moroi!reader x Adrian Ivashkov
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“Enough of this,” you say loudly when you walk into Adrian’s chambers.
A groan greets you from the bed.
“Hello to you too, Adrian,” you say in a sing-song voice.
His whole room smells like booze and cigarettes. Ever since he found out Rose slept with Dimitri, he’s been cooped up in his room. His biggest fear had become a reality and his heart was crushed. However, he’s been moping for more than a week so it’s time to take steps into civilization. You don’t expect him to get over it so soon, it’ll hurt for a while, but the excessive smoking and drinking has to go.
You rip open all of his curtains accompanied by his windows in the hope of getting rid of the smell fast. Once you get to his bed you hesitate. Adrian’s completely covered by the sheets so there’s no telling if he’s a naked sleeper or not. Deciding to take the risk you rip the sheets away from him. Definitely not a naked sleeper, but half-naked. Your eyes take in his naked chest and the cute pyjama pants you gifted him last Christmas.
“Glad you’re getting some use out of those pants,” you chuckle.
Adrian opens one eye to look at you.
“I could’ve been naked you know,” he croaks.
A blush settles on your cheeks at the thought of Adrian naked in bed.
“It was a calculated risk,” you answer swiftly.
Adrian tries to reach for the sheets again, but you rip them of the bed completely. Might as well, his sheets probably need to be replaced anyway. He lets out a guttural groan and flops  back down on the bed, eyes closed.
“Adrian, no more moping. Time to enter civilization once more,” you state.
“Easy for you to say. You didn’t just get your heart crushed in tiny little pieces.”
If only he knew that your heart had been breaking ever since he started pursuing Rose. Every day your heart broke a little more.
“I know you’re hurting, Adrian. It’s why I’ve let you do whatever you wanted, but no more. No more heavy drinking. No more smoking thousand packets of cigarettes a day. I’m not asking you to put on a smile and act like nothing’s wrong,” you softly tell him.
His eyes open and they instantly land on you. He looks so sad and weighed down. It hurts to see him like this.
“How long has it been,” he asks.
“A little more than a week.”
He sighs and closes his eyes again. You lean closer to nudge his arm, but he swats your hand away and turns his back to you.
“Just take a shower and let’s get some blood, alright,” you hesitantly say.
His eyes open once more and they take you in. His brows furrow together before he says: “Fine, you’re so bossy.”
A genuine smile falls onto your lips, making the corners of Adrian’s lips lift a little. While he’s in the shower, you strip the rest of his bed and get rid of all the liquor bottles. When he walks out of the bathroom Adrian looks a little more like himself, but still unbelievably pale.
You take his arm while you say: “Let’s get some blood into you, mister.”
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You accompany Adrian into the room where he feeds of a willing human. Mostly you didn’t want to risk running into Lissa and Rose while you were waiting for him. It’s not that you don’t like them, but ever since Rose broke Adrian’s heart things have been awkward. If there’s one thing you hope to avoid today it’s that awkwardness and all their questions about how Adrian’s doing. You suppose it’s nice of them to check-up on how he’s doing, but that doesn’t mean you can’t feel a little bitter about it.
“How do you feel,” you ask Adrian once he’s done feeding.
A grimace immediately paints your face. What a horrible question to ask at this moment. Before you can rectify your mistake Adrian wraps his arm around your shoulder and walks you outside.
“Better now that I have some blood in me,” he answers with your own words.
You give him a small smile and he’s about to return it, but then his face falls completely when he looks into the waiting area. Your head swivels into the direction he’s looking. Your eyes land on Rose Hathaway, talking animatedly with Lissa. You deflate a little, not immediately knowing how to deal with the situation, until your first night at the academy comes to mind.
You had arrived very late and you were tired from the journey. The bloodbank was actually closed, so officially they weren’t allowed to let you feed until first thing in the morning. But one of the guards had escorted you inside through a back entrance so no one would know they’d let you feed.
“I know a back entrance if you want to avoid the waiting area,” you softly whisper.
Adrian shakes his head and squeezes you a little closer. His eyes are fixated on the exit. His jaw hardens making a muscle jump. When you walk into the waiting area a hush falls over the room. Rumour had spread that Adrian and Rose were no longer together, but as of yet no one knows why.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see Rose stand up, but before she can make a move Lissa stops her. You give Lissa a grateful nod before walking through the exit.
“Well that was awkward,” Adrian immediately says.
“It’ll get better…eventually,” you respond with a grimace.
You walk back to his room where new sheets adore his bed. It looks a lot tidier than when you entered earlier and the smell is almost gone too.
“This is certainly a step in the right direction,” you mutter to yourself.
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And indeed it had been. Adrian stopped drinking completely, and only smoked occasionally. He left his room more. He even picked up his lessons with Lissa again. And every day before the day breaks through the night sky, he would take you on walks. You would walk around, talk about your day, share secrets and reminisce.
Spending all this time with him made your heart beat a little faster, hope encouraging it. You’d be lying if you didn’t admit you’re feelings for the Moroi weren’t back with a vengeance.
It’s been months since the whole fiasco and you feel confident Adrian is back to his usual self. The Adrian you fell in love with. But when you start your daily walk, you can see that something’s bothering him.  
“Penny for your thoughts,” you ask him.
“I fear my thoughts are worth a great deal more than a penny,” he cheekily answers.
“Is something wrong,” you whisper, fear lacing your voice.
“Nothing’s wrong. I’ve just come to see something in a different light and I can’t figure out how to deal with it,” he answers honestly.
“That’s pretty vague, Adrian. Maybe if you’ll explain, I can help you figure it out.”
He lets out a wistful sigh and stops walking. You stop in front of him, taking him in. He looks serious and thoughtful, maybe even a little nervous.
“It’s you I’ve come to see in a different light,” he whispers softly, afraid to speak the words.
“What do you mean,” you ask barely audible.
“You’re always there for me no matter what. Even when I screw up so badly everyone would turn their backs on me. After the whole fiasco, you were the one who got me out of bed, even though I went on another Adrian fender bender. Something everyone is tired of. So I started wondering why you would never give up on me. And that’s when I remembered the way your aura had dimmed when I was smitten with Rose. It would usually shine so bright, but it just dimmed. And now…now that we’re spending all this time together it’s shining even brighter than before. I think it’s because you like me and hope something might form between us,” he gently whispers into the night.
Fear rushes through your veins. Did he really notice you like him? Stupid auras. Oh no, was this his way of turning you down?
You cast your eyes down, pressure building behind your eyes. Adrian takes your hands in his and squeezes tightly.
“Look at me,” he says.
Your eyes meet his and you find a tiny twinkle in his eyes. Was this amusing him?
He continues talking: “I’m not trying to embarrass you or turn you down. I was actually trying to build up to the question if you’d consider going on a date with me.”
A gasp leaves your lips. Adrian Ivashkov is asking you out.
“I was oblivious to your feelings before, but I’m not anymore. And I must admit I’ve started seeing you that way too. With every minute we spend together, my infatuation grows. So please, will you do me the honours of taking you on a date, my dear y/n,” Adrian says.
You can’t believe your ears. Adrian is asking you out on a date and he’s nervous.
“I would love to go on a date with you, Adrian,” you breathlessly whisper.
Before you realise it, you’re in his arms and he’s twirling you around, letting out a cheerful yell, making you laugh.
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shawtygonemad · 1 year
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CORRUPTED: CHAPTER THREE
Let Me Save You
Masterlist
Rose Hathaway x Dimitri Belikov
Chapter Trigger Warning: Slight NSFW thoughts
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[Dimitri POV]
Let me save you. Let me save you. It’s not a rescue if I just want to. Just say yes now, and I won’t tell anyone else. So let me save you. Let me save you.
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I approached the CD player with one of the mixed tapes I had in my office. Just as I was about to place it in Rose’s loud voice bellowed out.
“Oh no! We are done listening to your old man music!” She huffed as she stormed over while hastily throwing her hair into a bun. “Give me your phone.”
“What?” I chuckled, thinking she was joking. “No.”
She stared at me for a moment with a challenging look. A second later, she turned on her heels and headed towards the doors that led to the locker rooms and guardian offices.
“Rose!” I called for her, but she ignored me and stepped through the doors.
My lips formed into a tight line as I gave a quiet growl of frustration. With irritation building, I followed her. She was so stubborn and headstrong. I wish she’d just listened to me for once!
I found her in my office. She was sitting on the edge of my desk. Her legs were crossed as she intently stared at my cell phone in her hand. I briefly had to close my eyes. Seeing her sitting like that, in my environment no less, did shameful things to me. Her lips had been slightly pursed as she tried to figure out my passcode. Lips that looked so utterly kissable.
“Comrade, what’s your passcode?” Rose asked with the most irresistible pout.
It was hard to stay mad at her most times. I playfully rolled my eyes as I took the phone from her. After entering the code, I passed the unlocked device back to her. She gave the biggest smile at this. I approached as she was downloading an app. My towering figure leaned against the desk beside where she sat. This made it easy for me to peer down and see what she was up to.
“What’s Spotify?” I asked.
“It’s a music app,” she explained. “We can finally listen to music from this decade!”
“Has it ever occurred to you that I enjoy listening to my current music selection?” I raised an eyebrow.
Rose gave a sigh through her nose before speaking again. “Alright, let’s compromise. What if we create a combined playlist? That way, we can both have the music we like on it. Deal?”
“Deal,” I smiled as I shook her extended hand in agreement.
Her hands were so small and soft compared to mine. She only had a few callouses, which I could tell made her self-conscious. There was nothing for her to worry about, though. Everything about her was perfect. Every bump, dip, scar. It was all incredible and made Rose who she was. All of her imperfections helped turn her so beautiful.
‘Enough,’ I mentally scolded myself. ‘You can not keep thinking of her like that. She is your student, and you are her mentor.’
I needed to take my mind off of her, off of how close our bodies were. Focusing on the task at hand usually helped. My eyebrows furrowed when I focused back on what Rose was doing.
“Why are you adding a song from a playlist named ‘He’s a 10 but he’s in jail’?” I asked, amused.
“Jail isn't fun, but some pretty good songs can come from it,” Rose stated nonchalantly.
“You’ve been to jail?” Amusement dripped in my voice as I raised my eyebrow once more.
“Once,” the novice so plainly confirmed. “In Monopoly.”
This caused her to laugh out loud at her own joke. I chuckled and shook my head at her antics. How was this girl the most humorous person I’ve ever met? Ivan would have been so disappointed to learn that she took his triumphant place as the comic relief in my life. He would have loved her, though. They are so much alike. Their humor, mischievousness, and overall confidence. The two of them would have been as thick as thieves and definitely would have conspired against me.
The blaring sound of my phone’s ringer went off, disrupting my dream. My eyes scrunched with annoyance as I tried to bring myself to full consciousness. I rolled over and leaned on my elbow as I snatched the phone from the bedside table. The ringer must have still been all the way up from being at the club last night. God forbid Zmey lets me miss one of his phone calls.
Speaking of which, his name was on the caller ID. I glanced at the last retreating strands of daylight slipping behind the hotel curtains. Why would he be calling me this early in the Moroi morning?
“Belikov,” I answer, my voice deep from sleep.
“Guardian Belikov, please don’t hang up! It’s Lissa. I need to talk to you,” Vasilisa’s sweet, but anxious, voice came through the speaker.
Hearing her voice kicked me back into my guardian drive.
“Princess? Is everything alright?” I asked, wide awake now.
“Yes. Well… no. I need you to stop your search for Rose,” she pleaded. “Please.”
“Princess, I-”
“Just listen! I think there is a way we can save Rose. She trusted you, so I know that means I can trust you too. Now I just need you to trust me,” Vasilisa said.
I paused for a moment to consider before responding. “Okay.”
“I know Rose told you about everything: the car accident, my abilities, our bond. After some research, I have a theory that I’m confident will work. My spirit brought her back from the dead once, and I believe I can do it again,” the princess explained. “As a strigoi she’s technically dead, or undead, or whatever! If I stake her, bringing her to the brink of death again, then use my spirit… I think I can resurrect her. I can bring her soul back.”
My whole world froze. The only sound I could hear was my heart rapidly beating inside my chest. Could this be true? I’d be absolutely anything to bring my Roza back to me. Only this sounds like a fairytale. There have never been any recorded instances of Strigoi being resurrected. Although that’s what I’ve always thought about Spirit.
I knew my neighbor in Baia, Oksana, claimed to be a Spirit user. Sadly, I just never fully believed her. It wasn’t until I saw it used right before my eyes with Vasilisa. Rose was living, breathing, proof that it was real. I’ve read reports on their accident. There should have been no survivors. Yet those two girls lived to see the next day. So maybe the princess is right. She brought Rose back from death once. Why couldn’t she do it again?
“Hello? Are you still there?” Vasilisa’s voice called out through the receiver.
“Yes. I’m just… processing,” I replied.
“I know it’s a lot to take in. We- ooo!” Her voice waiver before she took a quick pause. “Sorry about that. I just got a random chill. Anyway, we need your help. Where are you? We can send someone to get you.”
“Princess-”
“No buts! Listen, I know you basically threw everything away when you went looking for Rose. If you help with this then I can personally promise you’ll be welcome back to the guardians with no repercussions. All we need to do is get a plan together. I believe we can do this. We all do!” She encouraged me.
“Thank you, princess. That’s all very kind of you. But if I do return to the guardians then I will take whatever punishment they hand out to me. I went AWOL and it’s nothing to take lightly.” Then something clicked into place. “I’m sorry, did you say we? Princess, before I forget to ask, why are you calling me from-”
A new voice joined the line. The same one that always managed to send chills down my spine. He spoke in fluent Russian. I assume to be sure those near him didn’t hear what he had to say.
“Belikov,” Zmey greeted. “I need to know that you’re fully on board with this. I know that all of this sounds like nonsense, but I believe this could work. I’ve heard stories of Strigoi being restored in the past. Maybe two or so cases. However, the Dragomir princess’s theory sounds the most plausible when it comes to the how. I think it can be worth a shot.”
I sighed before speaking. I needed to remember that this was for Rose.
“I’m in,” I answered.
“Excellent. Now, are you in the same location I gave to you a few days ago? I can send for a plane to come get you,” Zmey continued.
“No. It was a deadend. I’m in Wilmington, Delaware, now. Choice Inn and Suites near the airport,” I replied.
“You’re not too far from here then,” he said before speaking aloud and in English. “Paval, have a plane sent to pick Belikov up in Wilmington, Delaware.”
A distant voice of Paval could be faintly heard.
"Well, his hotel is about a 10 minute drive to the airport. So he can just meet you there," Zmey discussed with his guardian.
“Where are you? And why are you with the Dragomir princess?” I snipped as I could feel my frustration building.
“Lord Szelzky typically resides in Nepal. However, he does have an estate in Pennsylvania for when he is needed at Court. That’s where he’s been residing for the last month or so. However, the home was attacked by a Strigoi. Lord Szelsky and one guardian were killed. Can you guess who that Strigoi was?” Bitterness seeped into Zmey’s mouth.
My blood ran cold, and I prayed that I wasn’t right. “Rose.”
“There was only one survivor she left alive, and that was her mother. She has a severe concussion, a few broken ribs, and chest contusions. All of that so she could give you a message,” more venom dripped into his voice.
“A message?”
“She told Janine to tell you to come and find her. That she’ll be waiting.” There was a pause before he continued. “Be at runway nine in two hours. Guardian Pavel will be there to greet you.”
The line went dead and I felt my stomach sink. I was the reason for Guardian Hathaway’s injuries. But how did Rose discover that I was tracking her? I’ve kept my location and plans secretive. People made assumptions, but they never had concrete evidence. I just turned in my resignation to Alberta and left without further notice.
I groaned as I could feel a headache forming. My hands ran up and down my face a few times in hopes of alleviating it. Sadly, it didn’t help. So instead, I decided to get up and take a shower.
It wasn’t very long. Most times I use the shower to think and contemplate. Sometimes even daydream about a certain brunette being in there with her. Her warm, wet, skin pressed up against me from behind. Her worn hands sliding up the sides of my back before meeting together in the front. Then she’d slip those hands down my chest agonizingly slowly. Moving down their path until they graze the dips in my hips before grasp my-
No. It had to be a short shower. My things still needed to be packed up before I headed off to the airport. From the sounds of my stomach suddenly growling, I should probably grab something to eat on the way as well.
It didn’t take long to pack, so that left me with plenty of time to get food. By the time I stepped outside, darkness had completely fallen everywhere. My guard needed to be up even more now. Especially since Rose knows that I’m looking for her. As I made my way through the parking lot to my car, I kept my eyes scanning the surroundings. Everything looked to be clear. I unlocked the door and quickly got in. Or as quickly as I could get into a Honda with my 6’7” frame.
Once inside I locked the doors and tossed my duffle bag to the front seat. Just as I turned the car on and settled in, I heard her voice. Like a beautiful angel of death coming to reap my soul.
“Hi Comrade,” Rose whispered in my ear.
Before I could even move, everything went black.
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{Song Inspo: Let Me Save You by Emily Rowed}
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I honestly love that in the Vampire Academy TV show, Moroi culture is all refined, and elegant, and painfully boring. And Dhampir culture is just "How drunk can I get, and still show up for work tomorrow?"
"One in three guardians will die in the line of duty." Yeah because you all have a perma hangover
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wylans-stupid-face · 2 years
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Oh wow. My expectations were low but Julie Plec has surprised me yet again! I’ve only watched the first episode and I couldn’t stop myself from laughing at how absolutely ridiculous and poorly done it is. I’m trying to change my mindset to view it as a parody/comedy so I can keep watching but maybe I should just save myself the second hand embarrassment for Julie Plec and abandon it altogether...
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xdarkeningkrystals · 2 years
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Imagine buying rights to a book series, shopping around for a company who truly cares about being faithful and doesn't just want to jump on it because of the current craze and potential moneymaker, wait too late, have it flop, try to still have a sequel with fans' help, flop again, then just give up and walk straight to Julie Plec herself and just hand her the series now.
For shame, Don Murphy, For shame.
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rose--hathaways · 2 years
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i’m still not over the fact that dimitri swears in english in the show
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queenicicle · 7 months
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Hi my name is Icey, I'm 22 recently graduated college with an environmental science degree. I am currently in the process of moving a few things over from the blogs I used to run which are studygre3n and queen-icicle-fandom. I intend to rewrite many of my old imagines, headcannons, and stories so you have that to look forward to if you've seen them before.
I am currently recovering from a serious health condition so I will be slow to answer dms that require a lot of thought, I am doing my best to get to everything as quickly as I can. I am diagnosed with multiple mental health disorders (Bipolar 1, OCD, and BPD) so please be mindful of interactions and know that I will get back to everyone I can but some subjects may be answered privatley instead of publicly if you send in an ask. I reserve the right to reject any dms, asks, or requests for any reason at any time.
I promise I'm friendly, I'm just shy! I varely rarely ignore/block/delete messages and asks so I'm likely working on getting back to you!
DMs and Asks always open!
Request Status:
Imagines - Open
Oneshot - Open
Headcannon - Open
Drabbles - Open
Fandoms I write for:
Star Wars
Good Omens
The Umbrella Academy
MCU
Supernatural
The Vampire Diaries
X-Men
Legend of Zelda
Spiderverse
Avatar (2009)
If you have other fandoms you would like me to write for please let me know I'm always open to learning about new fandoms and watching/reading new things!
Side Blogs:
@iceyreadsfanfic 
@iceyglow
@iceystudies
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