#alexerion

[valdomarx]

Okay but: it's a brutally hot day on the path, and Jaskier strips off his shirt and splashes water from a stream on his chest and Geralt Cannot Cope

Jaskier, joyfully splashing water on his bare, broad, hairy chest: Oh how lovely, a refreshing stream.

Geralt, grabbing his silver sword: Stay away from me, siren of temptation!!

[mondfuchs]

asks I got since December 2020

and never answered because I was hit by a major social burnout back then, and the social pressure of answering asks (or well, compliments) overwhelmed me because my perfectionist ass desperately wanted to draw something for all of them since they meant so much to me... so ofc I ended up neither drawing something nor answering them... until now!

@lookoutrogue​ @erinbeast​ @sohydrated @alexerion (can’t tag all of you because of privacy settings ahh...)

Thank you guys!!!!! I am absolutely thrilled to know that you all like my Eskel, that you like him big (at times fatter than at others depending on a lot of chance and my mood)! I’m also glad that you like the big nose I give him, and that you think he’s comforting, and I’m so honoured that alexerion came into my inbox to tell me that my fat Eskel inspires them to try and start appreciating their own body more?? Wow... that’s something that I’ve been thinking about for a lot, and it really is such a big honour for me that you’d ascribe that kind of power to my art. Thank you all that you decided to tell me such, too! It has been movitating me a lot to explore more about Eskel and the body I give him, and it’s also been so interesting from the drawing perspective, because coming from anime (but also general media...), I’ve never drawn a chubby or fat character regularly before, let alone this often (I’ve counted well over 50 art posts on my art blog that include him!! That surprised even myself!). Drawing him fat makes me happy too, and I cherish it so much to know that it makes so many of you happy as well :’)

@circadianx Along with the Eskel asks came these really cute geskel ones. It’s so cool that you pick up on the design contrast I’ve been applying and exploring for these two characters in the past months, and it’s even cooler that you like it!! I’ve automatically drifted more towards a thin and lean Geralt the moment I started drawing him with Eskel (if you go back to last year’s April-July, you’ll find some really buff Geralts), and that has definitely become more extreme over the time I’ve been drawing them! It’s so fun to see that you guys notice it and tell me about it... :)))

And you, @paintingraves​ ! I think I’ve told you way back that I got your ask. Thank you now officially, it delighted me so much!!! Thank you for supporting me :D

I’m going to post these drawings separately as well because I feel like if someone wanted to reblog them, it would be kinda weird if these asks got circulated along with them... so if you want to reblog them on their own, here’s the drawings-only post :)

THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! YOUR SUPPORT MEANS THE WORLD!!! Especially in this pandemic :’)

[shittyavatarideas]

avatar of the eye but it's just me reading and rereading the dictionary for fun in fifth grade

when you’re in fifth grade, you’ll take what you can get 

[gods-no-longer-tread-here]

alexerion replied to your post “The problem was, Geralt hadn’t known they even made stays for men....”

This is excellent, and also, whenever I encounter Jaskier with stays/corsets, I immediately think of the opportunities for softness of Jaskier being sore after wearing one, and Geralt being a soppy idiot about it.

Now THAT is the hurt/comfort I crave

Jaskier: Ouch, I shouldn’t have laced it tighter than usual. :( Shoddy workmanship, too, one of the bones is jabbing my side---

Geralt, whipping out the chamomile: Where Does It Hurt, I Will Fix It

[lightshadowverisimilitude]

alexerion replied to your post “Not to brag or anything, but @sweetlittlevampire is my artist for...”

WAIT YOU'RE WRITING FOR THE WITCHER NOW???

I am! At least for the Big Bang. ^_^ 

[mostweakhamlets]

Good omens prompt, as requested: Aziraphale being sad because the other angels are Back On Their Bullshit, Crowley being a protective mother hen

omg idk what happened i tried making it angsty then i thought about how dorky crowley is and then it kinda turned funny

Below left Aziraphale and Crowley alone for a lot longer than Above did. 

Aziraphale had thought they were safe. After their stunt with the holy water and Hell fire, he thought they would be considered off limits. They had started their new lives together as university students living away from their strict parents for the first time would. They drank wine, dined out, took walks in places other than St. James park, danced, laughed, and found a reckless adventure every so often. 

They were happy. For the first time in 6,000 years they were truly happy. 

There was a cottage in South Downs they had their eyes on. Aziraphale was approaching Anathema to take over the A.Z Fell & Co., training her to find authentic books and repairing them. They were going to embrace “retirement” as humans called it. 

Everything was going well. 

Until Gabriel showed up in Soho. 

“I don’t want to be here as much as you don’t want me here,” he said, holding up his hands as he walked into the bookshop. “I just have a message.”

Aziraphale stayed behind his counter. “From who?” 

He tried remaining impassive. He squared his shoulders and lifted his chin. The days of being intimidated by the archangels were long gone. 

“All of us,” Gabriel said. “Turns out having a rogue angel on Earth is less than desirable for Heaven. Who would have known?”

Aziraphale clenched his jaw at the sarcasm. “And what does… She think about it?”

“She’s been AWOL. Needless to say, between Her and you, things haven’t been running so smoothly.”

“Oh, what a pity,” Aziraphale tutted. “What is it you’re having trouble with? Colluding with Hell to kill your own without Her permission?”

Despite having cut ties with Heaven, Aziraphale was still on the mailing list (annoyingly). There had been memos that God wasn’t pleased when she found out about the Hell fire incidence. No one knew if she knew about the holy water in Hell, but Aziraphale could only imagine how Michael was reprimanded. 

“You have a lot of nerve talking about colluding with demons.” Gabriel’s voice was rising. “If you and your demon hadn’t made a mess of things with the apocalypse, none of that would have happened and we wouldn’t be in a mess now. So, shut up and let me finish.”

                                                                ~

Crowley was taking his time getting ready. He didn’t like mornings, unlike Aziraphale who never slept so never knew the torture of waking up. 

They had a routine. Crowley would wake up at a reasonable time and wrap his arms around Aziraphale, who had been sitting up reading all night. Aziraphale would play with his hair until he commented on how late it was getting and how they should really start the day. Crowley would tighten his hold, and Aziraphale would give him five more minutes. Once Aziraphale untangled himself from the bedsheets and lanky limbs, Crowley would pout for another five minutes before finally getting up, dressing, and meeting his angel in the bookshop.

He liked their routine. So, when anything or anyone disrupted it, he felt he had the right to be angry. 

He had heard yelling. 

“So, shut up and let me finish.”

It sounded dangerously close to “so, shut up and die already” and was definitely coming from the same person. 

Crowley was dizzy with anger. 

He ran through the apartment and down the stairs. 

“Gabriel, I’m not going back--”

“You’re a pretty pathetic angel, you know that? You barely do what you’re told for millenia, you interfere with the Great Plan so that you can keep shacking up with your demon, and now you’re refusing to follow our judicial process? We’re trying to throw you a life line. Another trial, and you’re in everyone’s good graces again.”

“But I won’t really be in anyone’s good graces again, will I?”

“Of course not! It’ll just be on paperwork. Do you know how many people up there never want to see you again? You’ve made everyone miserable--”

“Hey!”

Crowley nearly tripped over a book as he ran to Aziraphale’s side, but he recovered. Gabriel rolled his eyes. 

“Great, it’s here, too.”

Aziraphale glared. 

“Whatever you’re trying to get Aziraphale to do,” Crowley began, but paused when he realized he didn’t know where he was going with his sentence. “Just stop it.” 

He bared his teeth, hoping that made up for his weak threat. 

It didn’t. 

Gabriel looked as if he were going to say something to him, but then shook his head and turned back to Aziraphale. 

“This isn’t something you can say no to,” he said. 

“And yet here I am, saying no,” Aziraphale said. 

“It’s a real miracle you haven’t fallen yet. You should have been sent down centuries ago.” Gabriel glanced at Crowley. “Maybe it would have been more to your taste and then you wouldn’t have wasted all our time.”

“Get out.”

“If you don’t show up for this trial soon, I’ll be back and I won’t be so kind.”

“Get out!”

Suddenly, a serpent was pulling itself up to hiss in Gabriel’s face. 

Gabriel stumbled back. The serpent followed from the floor, wrapping itself around Gabriel’s shoes and feigning a few jabs up at him.  

“I’ll be back,” Gabriel said, grabbing the door handle and trying not to fall over the snake. 

There was another hiss. Gabriel almost lost his hand before he escaped through the door. 

The shop was quiet.

Aziraphale sighed shakily and ran his hands through his hair. Crowley walked back to his side. 

“Are you alright, angel?”

His eyes were filling with tears. “No. I’m not.”

Crowley took him in his arms and peppered the top of his head with kisses. 

“This isn’t ever going to end is it?” Aziraphale sniffled. 

Crowley tightened his hold. 

“It will eventually,” he said. “And until then we’ll keep driving archangels out of here. We’ll do it for as long as we need to. I’ll do whatever to keep you safe. You don’t have to stand up to them alone anymore.”

“Yes, but you’re hardly intimidating unless you’re a snake.”

Crowley pulled back to look at his angel. He knew that, but Aziraphale didn’t need to say it.

“And,” Aziraphale went on, wiping at his wet cheeks. “What if someone were around to see what just happened? It’d be a nightmare with animal control. I’d have to get a muzzle for you.”

“I know you’re trying to use humor to cope, but I’m going to say right now that if you ever get a muzzle for me when I’m a serpent, I will tear up your favorite books as a person. I am not above eating them.” Crowley scoffed. “A muzzle. That’s humiliating.”

Aziraphale laughed. It was genuine, though it ended in more sniffling. Crowley smiled. 

“There we go,” he said, kissing Aziraphale on the forehead. “That’s better.” 

“I’m sorry. I’m being silly. It’s just overwhelming at this point.”

“You’re not being silly. You’ve been through a lot because of those guys. They literally tried killing you.” 

Aziraphale took a deep breath, collecting himself. Crowley miracled a handkerchief and wiped away the tears. 

“Should we close early for the day?” They had only been open for an hour. “We can go back to bed for a while and order in for lunch. After that, we can do whatever you want.”

“That sounds wonderful, my dear.” 

Crowley lead him upstairs. They miracled back into their pajamas and curled up together in their usual positions. Crowley laid against Aziraphale’s chest, and Aziraphale pressed his nose into Crowley’s hair. They held each other tight, savoring the silence for a few minutes. 

“Do they even make muzzles for snakes?” Crowley grimaced. 

“Oh, there’s little tricks for makeshift ones for short-term use. There’s plenty of resources on the internet.”

“Why do you know that?” 

Aziraphale closed his eyes. Crowley propped himself up on his elbow. 

“Angel, why are you researching how to make snake muzzles. Angel, answer me I know you’re not asleep. Angel!”

[intricately-silly]

Hi! WCIF the adorable freckles used in your Nadine hair recolour post? I just found your blog and I am loving your stuff.

Aw, thank you so much! I’m glad! 

Freckle Overlay [Nolan-Sims] : HERE

[shiny-pokeganda]

I still have never actually encountered a shiny! I've been playing for about twelve years and in various versions and no luck.

Oh wow! You’re the second person to tell me that! The first being this one guy in one of my classes.

But I do hope you’ll be able to find one!