#cursefic

[yanhuitianyao]

who has a list of all the promises zhao yuanzhou made people in fof. someone must. or we can crowdsource. drop promises zyz made and whether he kept them (if you remember) in the replies ✨️

[skaldingrayne]

Jaskier/Geralt, Lambert/Eskel, Jaskier & Lambert | Rated: Mature, 9k words

Julian ran.

Branches and tree limbs clawed and tore at his clothes, hair, skin as he raced through the darkened forest lit with only the barest of moonlight. It burned where they caught and scratched, scores of thin lines of fire covering his hands and face.

His legs ached, his lungs heaving like bellows making his breath huffed out clouds of fog in the chilly autumn air as he fled into the night.

He didn’t know how much longer he could last like this.

He didn’t know how much longer he'd last if he stopped.

A howl sounded from somewhere behind him, a low unholy thing that reverberated through the forest as he raced through the gnarled trees and thorny underbrush.

Julian saw a pale flash darting between the trees to his left and he stumbled. Twisting, his right foot caught on a root or fallen branch or something unseen.

He righted himself awkwardly and with a sob he ran on, his ankle screaming with every step.

He could hear them now - a snarling, howling, growling sound that seemed unlike any made by a creature of this realm. Certainly nothing like his father’s hunting hounds.

He cursed - a word his mother would have been scandalized and infuriated to hear come out of his mouth. One he'd overheard the stablehand say one day, not knowing their lord’s disappointment of an heir had hidden himself in the nearby stall, trying to hide from his father’s wrath for...well. Whatever failure had set him off this time.

It was a rather long list.

Julian blinked back the tears that threatened to obscure his vision now, knowing they would be less than no help in his current situation. He needed to -

The world swung wildly about him as something grabbed at his arms, at his clothes. Fingers, hands pulling at him as he struggled and flailed. Even as he tried to bite back the scream caught behind his teeth, the hounds - or whatever creatures they were - howled again. The sound was felt as much as heard, causing all the little hairs on Julian’s arms to stand at attention.

Even so, he couldn’t help the strangled noise that did escape his throat as he was lifted up.

“Shhh! You fucking trying to get us killed?” a voice hissed from the darkness above.

No - not darkness. Julian stopped struggling, instead twisting to try and see the voice’s owner.

“Shit - be still or I’m gonna drop you,” the voice growled. “Climb up already. I can’t hold on like this forever.”

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[yanhuitianyao]

ohhh baby *rubs evil gay little hands together*

[yanhuitianyao]

hey hey. li lun unable to understand zhao yuanzhou's love but very good at understanding his shame

[yanhuitianyao]

wow i am so proud of how writing is going today

[yanhuitianyao]

i think i might be really good at what i do it's just that it takes me eight million zillion words to do it

[yanhuitianyao]

i got done with my stuff early enough to have writing time 😎

[yanhuitianyao]

zyz being into wen xiao's cool confidence and zyc's utter lack thereof. important 2 me