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@b0ssman419
I started playing KCD2 a few weeks back on a complete whim and now it’s consuming my life. Please send help.
here’s a few of my many wips I’m chipping away at between other obligations 🐇
they did notttt look like FBI agents
little johnny
i miss papa witcher and daughter witcher
he reminds me of a doll
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Iorveth/Vernon Roche Characters: Iorveth (The Witcher), Vernon Roche Additional Tags: Drunkenness, Memories, Purple Prose, Curtain Fic, Short & Sweet, not particularly fade to black, assume a different appetite unfolds on that haybale, guy who doesn’t know how to tag, Symbolism, it’s there Summary:
His hair has grown— inky, fine layers spilling to his shoulders— and it tussles around the frayed cloth. He is, perhaps, curtains opened, or a long unlit room. Iorveth looks to him, moving like a wraith through a peasant’s field. Roche twists his neck as if to wring out the thought. “I’ve not been this far north in ages,” says Iorveth. “Never been pursued, this far north,” he emphasizes. — Man who endeavors to become a cloud realizes definiteness, hunger, and love.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Iorveth/Vernon Roche Characters: Iorveth (The Witcher), Vernon Roche Additional Tags: Drunkenness, Memories, Purple Prose, Curtain Fic, Short & Sweet, not particularly fade to black, assume a different appetite unfolds on that haybale, guy who doesn’t know how to tag, Symbolism, it’s there Summary:
His hair has grown— inky, fine layers spilling to his shoulders— and it tussles around the frayed cloth. He is, perhaps, curtains opened, or a long unlit room. Iorveth looks to him, moving like a wraith through a peasant’s field. Roche twists his neck as if to wring out the thought. “I’ve not been this far north in ages,” says Iorveth. “Never been pursued, this far north,” he emphasizes. — Man who endeavors to become a cloud realizes definiteness, hunger, and love.
best bounty hunter in the west⭐️
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tfw when u gotta third wheel the worst people ever
excerpts :-)
w*ncest dni I watched s1 from start to finish for the first time it's crazy how much they lash out at each other but dean is also devastatingly transparent about how lonely he was (still feels) and how much he missed his brother ough. sam telling comatose dean that he can't die when they're in the process of becoming brothers again this is what this show is abouttttttttttt i need to slap john winchester
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comm for @pinep-ne hhhhh
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