GAUNTER AND JASKIER oh my GOODNESS I am like 👀
[MASTERPOST] For this to make even a semi kind of sense what happened in the Flowers Comic is not unimportant. And I did draw Jaskier and Gaunter here too. Necromancer!Jaskier is also still my favorite de-aged baby; I mean he is an adult, but he's still younger than Ciri - if it's not Geralt who will go full protect mode it's her!
Ironically I have something in the queue for later that makes it somewhat clearer why Gaunter could have some interest in Jaskier.
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sunday six!
thanks for the tag @passthroughtime and @four-white-trees
i'm just going to be perpetually late to these aren't i lol
here's something way lighter compared to my last post. yagami gets hurt and that means everyone is just gonna have to deal with kuwana being weird about it. sorry higashi and sugiura about.... all of that... you know how they are...
anyway here's a little something of sugi and kuwana :D
Kuwana had probably come as soon as he’d heard, jumped on the first train over. All because he’d heard Yagami was hurt.
Yagami saying that there was nothing between them had been nothing but lip service for a long time now.
When Kuwana smiled and waved at him, Sugiura smiled and waved back. Relationship with Yagami aside, he was a pretty nice guy most of the time. Sugiura was just glad he didn’t have to be in the room when the two of them saw each other again.
“Sugiura-kun!” Kuwana greeted. “How are you? You’re not hurt, are you?”
Sugiura felt himself relax at his fussing. “Like I said before, I’m perfectly fine. It’s just Yagami here that had a little slip-up.”
“So it seems. Yagami’s getting a little too old to try and act like hot shit, keeping up with you.”
“Aren’t you older than he is?” Sugiura laughed.
“Yeah, but I’m not stupid enough to misjudge my limits.” Kuwana grinned.
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~sneak peek on whats coming to break your pretty hearts~
the guilt is eating him alive. he hasn’t been able to sleep nor think for what he had done to you. the thought of you laying on your bed, pouring out the silent tears and muffled screams against your pillow just makes his heart hurts. he should’ve known better than to break you. the one person he means the most amongst all, the one who has never ever given up on him.
after what you had been through, he could’ve at least be considerate and protect that fragile heart of yours. he knows the trust issues you have when it comes to relationships. you’ve talked to him about it and he consoled you. letting you know that there’s nothing your pretty little head has to worry about because the chances of you finding true love is big. he assures you overtime, looking deep into your eyes and tells you, you’re worth much more. but turns out, it’s all. . . lies.
so it’s true what they say, the ones that can make you laugh the most, could be the one who can make you cry the most as well. but in this context, the one person that should be blame is him.
“i want to drown myself in you. i want to taste every single lipgloss you have off of your mouth. i want to listen to every madonna, joan jett and whitney houston albums with you and i want to hold you while we sleep. i want everything good in this world but I don’t want them without you. i can’t let you go with him, i just can’t baby i-“ he cuts himself off, trying to control his breathing with his clammy palms resting against your face, refusing to move them,
“eddie, listen i-“
he’s quick to shake his head, shutting you up. “no! no, no, no. i know exactly what you’re gonna say, a-and you do not leave me” he practically begs, resisting the urge to graze his thumb across your soft lips. “you can’t. i won’t let you. you have to believe me, please. . . I’m so sorry for hurting you this bad”
he’s full on crying now, eyes shut and his head hangs low in shame and despair. you can feel his hands shaking as the sobs get louder and it makes your worry grows. the way he cries as if he just witnessed the most unthinkable thought. that is you passing away. but you’re standing here, right in-front of him. your hands hesitantly reaching up to gently place them on the back of his head before pulling him to your chest, still, he still cries. louder than he ever did.
“shh, there there eddie.” you whisper softly, comforting him though the hurt he has caused is very much still alive there.
and for the first time ever, you have no idea what to do.
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would yall be into werewolf au or maybe hybrid au or is that just not something that you would read? i have a couple of ideas for stuff to write after i’m done with monkey bars part 2 but genuinely don’t know if that’s something you guys would like so pls lmk!
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rinniki + 21 or 5 🥺
Oh these are also both so cute but I'll go with 5 methinks
ask game
…where it doesn’t hurt.
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Shit. Niki let go of the knife and drew his finger up to his mouth. He licked the blood off before assessing the damage. It wasn't deep but he'd have to have a band-aid on it for a few days and Rinne would never let him hear the end of it. That almost hurt more than the cut itself.
Niki walked over to the sink and turned on the water, taking a towel and gently cleaning his the cut. Where did they put the antiseptics again?
He jumped as a pair of arms wrapped around his torso.
"Oi, Niki, whatcha doin'?" Niki dropped the towel.
"Dishes. Leave me alone." He elbowed the man, his boyfriend, and grabbed for the box of band-aids on the counter.
"That doesn't look like dishes to me Niki-kyun~ Didya hurt yourself?" Rinne poked at Niki's shoulder. "Do ya need your Rinne-kun to kiss it all better?"
"Shut up Rinne-kun."
"Aw, don't be like that Niki~ c'mere." Niki had already finished putting the band-aid on when Rinne grabbed his hand and brought it to his lips. "There! All better!"
"You didn't even kiss the band-aid Rinne-kun!"
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