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[itsmu771n]

i HATE kookoo

[orion-d-kay]

I have a little present for y'all

🌽18+

And a new profile pic for this ☝️

The mask my avatar wears, thought of it as a profile pic for a long time

Btw are you real or am I hallucinating that I have followers?.. Just had been feeling down lately, kinda want some parasocial human connection

[kuromienthusiast]

I just posted my first fic ever [here]

En español, claro.

[books-and-cookies]

ah, nothing hits the way "nobody wants me" hits 😌👌

[buskerjaskier]

I wrote a new Geraskier fic! It’s dedicated to and and inspired by my good pal @nicestmeangirll !

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

Here’s a wee snippet:

“How do you feel, my friend?”

‘Like shit,’ Geralt wants to say, because it feels like he’s been trampled by a rather large caravan containing one travelling circus that has at least two domesticated ogres with them. “Like I should get back on the road,” Geralt grunts instead, pushing himself into a sitting position. His side immediately twinges with pain, the raw skin pulling taut around the fresh stitches there.

Jaskier’s cheerful demeanour immediately deflates a little, as though it’d been a carefully maintained facade all along, and he shakes his head mournfully. “You can’t, I’m afraid.”

“Why not?” If Jaskier is about to give him some shit about travelling while injured, Geralt had a few choice words to the bard who should know better after twenty-plus years together. Geralt would heal in the matter of a couple of days, and he’s already on a tight schedule to get back to Kaer Morhen for the winter as he’d pushed it as far back as he’d been able. When he’d dropped Jaskier off, Geralt had given himself exactly ten days to travel up the Blue Mountain before the witcher trail would be practically impossible to traverse, and the younger man knows this.

Jaskier sighs and sets aside the needle and thread on a small stool sitting next to him, also containing a basin, a small bowl with something green and grey inside, and a bloodied cloth. He puts both his hands onto his knees as though bracing himself as he looks Geralt in the eyes. “Because you’ve been out of it for almost three weeks.”

I'm quite happy with it, so please go check it out! :)

[achillesmercury1996]

I just want someone who is just as passionate about my character and ship based Spotify playlists as I am

[smilingsolemnly]

if anyone turns around and says this is a possum again i am going to commit some illegal acts

[bakidance]

My character, Veila! I really love how this turned out! The colors and background ended up SO nice. She's floating in space. 🌌

(4/16/21)

Uncensored version under the cut. (TW: blood)