#thomasblanky

[thomasblanky-moved]

hi everyone,

i’m really unsure why people are still following this blog as it hasn’t been active in over a year now, and i’ve pretty obviously made it clear that i’ve moved to another blog.

however, if you still want to follow me, go to @franciscrosier !!!! that’s where i’m at now!

[albertmasonry]

if you're still doing this, my oc is named hugo running deer & he likes to go up to ambarino with all the wildflower fields and write poetry :)

inbox me for a mini playlist based on your red dead oc

[arthurmorgan-s-heart]

give me arthur & sean and their weird antagonistic brother-esque relationship. could be just the two of them on a job or something, or with a peanut gallery.

This wouldn’t end well, Arthur knew it.

Riding in front of him, Sean and Leanny talked animatedly, and the few words that reached Arthur here and there made him both want to laugh and groan in exasperation.

“Now, laddie,” he heard Sean start. Lenny barely paid attention to the road in front of him, seemingly hanging on to his every word. “Today’s your lucky day. You’ll get to see the master at work.”

A snicker rose from Arthur’s throat at that, out of his mouth before he could stop it. It was loud enough that Sean turned his head to look at him, with a wide grin and a spark of mischievousness in his eyes - Arthur didn’t recall ever seeing him without it.

“You doubtin’ me, English?” he said. Lenny was looking at him now too, with the skeptical look of someone who’d seen Sean do enough idiotic things to think he was an idiot, and yet not quite enough to be convinced of it. Arthur wiped a hand over his mouth to hide his smile, giving Sean a pointed look.

“Just stick to the plan,” he said simply, and Sean let out a bark of laughter.

“You don’t need to worry ‘bout me, Arthur, you know that,” he answers. “Just worry ‘bout young Lenny here, an’ let me do the work.” He turns back to Lenny. “See what I mean? Ol’ Arthur here, that’s his favourite advice to give. Remember the plan, stick to the plan. The plan, the plan! Whatever happened to improvisin’, eh? He’s lost his touch!”

“Careful, boy,” Arthur growled, still playful, though Lenny’s eyes were shifting between him and Sean nervously. Arthur spurred his horse so that it fell in step with theirs, guiding them off the road. “And shut up. We’re almost there.”

 —–

“Get down!”

Arthur grabbed Sean by the collar, pulling him to the ground roughly, ignoring his strangled cry of protest. Bullets whizzed above their heads as they flattened themselves against the boulder behind which they’d found themselves, the stagecoach guards seemingly intent on giving as good as they got. Lenny was making himself scarce, hiding behind a tree as best he could a little ways to Arthur’s left, looking at him and waiting for his instructions.

“Dynamite, Sean?” Arthur hissed between his teeth. “Goddamn dynamite?”

Sean flashed him a smile, not half as sheepish as Arthur thought it should have been.

“Well, your plan wasn’t about to work,” he answered. “An’ I stopped them, now didn’t I? Now, we gonna do this, or spend the day arguin’ here like fishwives?”

Despite everything, Arthur couldn’t help but laugh, reloading his repeater and signaling Lenny to get ready to fire back. He looked at Sean, and wished he could punch the shit-eating grin off his face.

“Come on, then.”

—–

“So y’see, lad, I saved the day!”

Lenny looked at Sean, arching an eyebrow.

“From what I seen, you damn near blew us up,” he replied, though with a smile. Sean laughed, turning to look at Arthur, riding behind him.

“Bet that was better than your ‘plan’, wasn’t it?” he asked, grinning again.

"I shoulda left you hangin’ upside down where I found you,” Arthur growled. “Woulda saved myself a lot of trouble.”

Sean snorted, turning back to Lenny.

“Grumpy ol’ bastard, he is, but he loves me, I tell ya,” he said, and Lenny gave an unconvinced hum.

Arthur scoffed, lowering his head to hide his smile under the rim of his hat.

“I’m just gonna let you believe that.”

Exhausted older brother needs to take care of his stupid little brother, more at 2. Thanks for the cute request @thomasblanky !

[shotbyafool]

@thomasblanky said: andrei as well

you think Great Comet fans would acknowledge that Andrei is an actual character? comical. 

[windsweptlassie]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I wrote a new fic for Harry Goodsir/Silna! It’s dedicated to @thomasblanky who inspired it! It’s tender and sweet and short! Go check it out!

[terrebus-fc]

i know nothing abt football clubs but im obsessed w this verse

We were pretty sure that the venn diagram of football fans and Terror fans had a minuscule sliver in the middle and that’s the sort of response we were expecting, so the enthusiasm from non-footy people brings constant and overflowing joy! <3 <3 <3

[cicadaemon-moved]

do jacob

JustiBASICS:

- full name: Ethan Jacob Frye according to our hc

- Gender: One of the guys

- Sexuality: Bisexual baby

- Pronouns: He/him

OTHERS:

- family: Ethan (dad), Cecily (dead), Unnamed grandma, and twin sister Evie. Canon granddaughter Lydia and non-canon son Nathaniel 

- Birthplace: Crowley, England

- Job: Assassin, Gang leader, Smart ass, dad

- Phobias: Disappointing those he holds in high esteem (but he’ll never admit it), Inferiority, 

- Guilty pleasures: Arts and crafts. Loves to paint and draw.

MORALS:

- morality alignment: c h a o t i c   g o o d

- Sins: Pride, Wrath and Lust for sure

- Virtues: Charity, Justice and Humility. Maybe Diligence. 

THIS OR THAT:

- Introvert/extrovert: Extrovert

- Organized/disorganized: Organized but fuck if you try to understand how

- Close-minded/open-minded: Open-minded

- Calm/anxious: 

- Agreeable/disagreeable: He is stubborn as a mule if he wants to be and he wants to be all the time. Depends on the time, place, and person. 

- Cautious/reckless: Reckless in his youth. Cautious after he has Nate. 

- Patient/impatient:Impatient bastard

- Outspoken/reserved: Very outspoken

- Leader/follower: Leader for sure. He later becomes Master Assassin of London and runs a gang.

- Empathetic/unempathetic: Empathetic to anyone who deserves it. Rich People DNI

- Optimistic/pessimistic: Surprisingly an optimist.

- Traditional/modern: Modern dude

- Hard-working/lazy: For the most part hard-working. If he has to do something, he’s going to do it his way though. But he puts effort and time into it.

RELATIONSHIPS:

- OTP: Jacob/His Hand Jacob/Freddy Abberline or Jacob/Aleck Bell. I am partial to Ned/Jacob but only if Ned tops. Actually all these men top, Jacob is a bottom leaning switch and known fool.

- OT3: Jacob/Freddy/Emma so I’m not roasting you for it Malcolm

- Brotp: Jacob + Ned Wynert, or Emma Abberline. No wait, Jacob and Nellie. And his kid. Jacob and Nate have the best relationship

- NoTP: Jacob/Maxwell Roth. I like my relationships without the abuse and potential for further abuse thank you. Fryecest too. 

[diydumpsterdiving]

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one time i wrote a steve rogers x reader fic for me only

[send ✖️ for a past fictional crush i’ve had]