#Lover Also Fighter Also

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 70

Jaskier is the worst roommate Geralt could ever ask for. He comes home at odd hours of the night, constantly makes noise and chatter, and he brings home random strangers almost every damn night. It'll be three in the morning when Jaskier stumbles in, drunk off his ass, heeled shoes loudly clicking against their floor as he meanders about, squinting and knocking things over. At least he has the decency to mumble "Sorry" every time he breaks something, but is he apologizing to Geralt, or apologizing to the damn mop? He talks to himself, he sings to himself, he sings as a hobby, he sings as a job, he plays his lute/guitar loudly all throughout the day and night, he even talks in his damn sleep. Constant humming, singing, talking, muttering, whispering. Hookups and flings and fuckbuddies galore, both women and men. Not that Geralt cares, it was just something he observed. They'd steal his food, or use up the shower when Geralt was meant to be getting ready for work, or they'd leave and keep the door unlocked. The worst was when Jaskier's bachelor of the night mistook Geralt's bedroom for Jaskier's bedroom and very happily cozied up and went to sleep in Geralt's bed. Naked. Geralt didn't even care if he was high, drunk, or just dumb, he threw him out all the same. When Geralt's girlfriend, Yennefer, breaks up with him, he is comforted by Jaskier of all people. Coming home tipsy and without a shirt, and yet still sitting down next to Geralt and giving him a thoughtful, long, deep pep-talk. Maybe he isn't all bad, after all. Geralt is the worst roommate Jaskier could ever ask for. Don't get Jaskier wrong, Geralt is unbelievably easy on the eyes, but that's pretty much all he has. Geralt always looms silently in the dark, offers brutal remarks at best and grunts at worst, and for some reason always has a little blood on him. It'll be three in the morning when Jaskier stumbles in, drunk off his ass, and Geralt will just walk out of the shadows with an insanely deep "Did you remember to lock the door?", scaring the bleeding daylights out of him! He walks quieter than a damn cat! He should wear a bell like one! Fuck's sakes! Geralt's ~lovely~ comments are always harsh but sadly never truly unprompted. Jaskier will get stuck on a line and ask aloud for help, momentarily forgetting his only recent company has been Geralt, and Geralt will sometimes oblige him with an answer, such as "Can you shut up for five minutes?" "It's too late for this shit." "I hate it." So on and so forth. Jaskier learns to stop asking... Mostly. Jaskier went to shave one time, and found blood in the sink. He looked over at Geralt and asked him if he had cut himself shaving. Geralt said no. Jaskier REASONABLY asked why there had been blood in the sink, and got the answer "Work." WORK?????? "And your job is what?! BLEEDING INTO SINKS!?" and yet Geralt was already walking out the door. But then one night he comes home, to find Geralt waiting for him - Silently, alone in the dark, just sat there. Like always. Weirdo. - demanding his half of the rent. Fuck. Fuck, Jaskier completely forgot- Jaskier starts panicking. He explains how he doesn't have the money, that some of his latest gigs have backed out on him or refused him pay for bullshit reasons and he didn't earn as much as he expected to, and begs to not be kicked out. He's surprised when Geralt calms him down from his spiral, and tells him to take a deep breath and wash away his tears - Shit, when did he start crying? - He comes back and Geralt sits him down and explains he'll cover the entire rent this month, his work had gone extra well recently. He knows what it's like for people to pull out pay or suddenly ignore your deal, and won't hold it against Jaskier, but expects him to be able to pay next time. Jaskier is so overjoyed he hugs Geralt. And Geralt lets him. Maybe he isn't all bad, after all.

[callistoscope]

harvey’s one and only kink is being loved. Tenderly.

[choicesficwriterscreations]

September MC of the Month: Ria Monero

Please welcome September 2024's MC of the Month: @lover-also-fighter-also's Ria Monero

Each month, we highlight one MC or OC on our Meet My MC / OC List. They are selected randomly on the Wheel of Names, and eligibility requirements can be found here. We accept MC / OC profiles on an ongoing basis. Please feel free to send yours in!

Learn more about Ria below.

1- In your own words, tell us what you like most about your MC / OC.

My favorite thing about Ria is that she never gives up on anyone or anything she feels is right. She is resilient, determined and stronger than she thinks she is, and she never goes down without giving her 100 percent effort. Once she trusts a person, she will always be their best friend and is willing to do anything for them. When a friend is down, she does her best to cheer them up with a joke (even if it's a bad one—inspiration from her father). 

2- Do you feel your MC / OC is like you at all? How are you alike or different?

Well, Ria and I sometimes share the same inferiority complex: that we are not good enough or that we are not deserving of the love that we receive from people.But I wish that I had at least half of the inner strength and courage that she had while facing problems in her life.

3- What is most important to your MC / OC? What is their motivation in life?

To Ria, having a person that she can rely on and who accepts her positives and flaws is the most important thing. She has felt abandoned since she was a kid, and she makes it her motivation to make people see her for what she did and not judge her by her past.

4- What are their biggest pet peeves/dislikes?

Ria’s biggest pet peeve is not getting her ‘me time.’ Sure, she might have been popular and well-known after the events of Bk 3, but she needs her own private time, or she will turn cranky. Also, she is not a fan of rumors, especially if they are negative. She feels that people should mind their own business and not bother the other person unnecessarily. She has been on the other side of it, and the feeling is horrible.  

5- If your MC / OC could change one thing - anything - what would it be?

Teachers to keep student secrets private.

6- What is your MC / OC’s favorite quote or song?

Favorite songs: 

Single Ladies (Beyonce)

Mozart’s 16th Sonata (on Piano)

Until I Found You (Stephen Sanchez)

My favorite quote is: “You are the artist of your own life; don’t hand the paintbrush to anyone else.”

7- Is there anything else you’d like to share about your MC / OC?  

She was really sick as a kid, and she felt that it was the reason her mom left her. After getting numerous treatments and good therapy, she came to the terms that her illness was a part of her life, and she couldn’t change it. Once she got better, she made a point to live her life without any regrets or miss out on any experience. She wants to run, she wants to fly, she wants to fall down and get hurt, but she would never want to stop.  

[simpjaes]

I CANT REBLOG IT BUT here’s a reminder that i love @drunkhazed 😎 i was v proud of the cum rag gift

[starscelly]

robo getting rowdy (shoving one man)

dal@sea 5.9.23 | round 2

[sciderman]

Funny how I present super macho but as soon I get all muscly I am going to be wearing so many dresses and heels. I love being a gender fluid trans masc

that's what all the trans mascs say... nobody wants to commit to the lumberjack lifestyle these days. or is that reserved for the lesbians

[wildsaltair]

big brawny mountain of a man

[catominor]

CAIUS MARTINUS, ROMES SLUTTIEST GENERAL!!!

[choicespride]

Choices Pride 2024 Week 2 Masterlist

Alpha

Kalani Picrew - m!MC (Kalani Mochizuki) - @peonyblossom

A Very Scandalous Proposal

SpreadJoy #885 - Nigel Brookes - @storyofmychoices

Blades of Light and Shadow

Forever my tiny human 💛 - nb!elf!OC (Nyx Selenastra) x Aerin Valleros - @storyofmychoices

Happy Pride 🌈 from Daenarya & Maiele - f!human!MC (Daenarya); elf!MC (Maiele Nightbloom) - @lilyoffandoms

The Elementalists

MC Pride Hearts - MC (Apollo Solaris); Atlas Erndhart; OC (Lance Hartley) - @saibug1022

High School Story

Evie and Aiden Picrews - f!MC (Evie Ayana, HSS) x Aiden Zhou - @cadybear420

Jamie is ready for pride! - nb!MC (Jamie Baxter, HSS) - @peonyblossom

Ria and Maria Picrew - OC (Ria Morena) x Maria Flores - @lover-also-fighter-also

Picrew - MC (Cher Lee, HSS:CA) x Ajay Bhandari - @cadybear420

Picrew - MC (Jordan Price, HSS Prime) x Julian Castillo - @cadybear420

Picrew - m!MC (Alan Parke, HSS) x Emma Hawkins - @cadybear420

Picrew - f!MC (Evie Ayana, HSS) x Aiden Zhou - @cadybear420

Pride Heart Picrews - f!MC (Lola Williams, HSS Prime); nb!MC (Jamie Baxter, HSS) - @peonyblossom

It Lives Anthology

MC Pride Hearts - MC (Val, ILITW); MC (Leon, ILB); MCs (Athantis Twins, ILW) - @saibug1022

Picrew - m!MC (Devi, ILITW) - @gutsfics

Picrew - f!MC (Harper Addison Vance-Fisher, ILB) x Tom Sato - @cadybear420

Picrew - f!MC (Jo Hunter, ILITW) x Lucas Thomas - @cadybear420

SpreadJoy #886 - Lily Ortiz - @storyofmychoices

SpreadJoy #882 - Andy Kang - @storyofmychoices

Laws of Attraction

Bisharpe pride heart icons - MC x Marcus Sharpe - @saibug1022

Murder at Homecoming

SpreadJoy #884 - Stevie Sun - @storyofmychoices

Open Heart

Edits - nb!MC (Baxter Lucafont) - @gutsfics

Some Sydney Picrews - nb!MC (Sydney Valentine) - @peonyblossom

Red Carpet Diaries

SpreadJoy #883 - Seth Levine - @storyofmychoices

Untameable

y'all means all - m!MC (Jules Rojas, Untameable); m!MC (Barrett Kemp, Unbridled) - @peonyblossom

Crossovers

Picrews - MC (Jiahao, ID) x Cas Harlow; MC (Fiona Lightwood, LOA) x Gabe Ricci; MC (Rams Erndhart); MC (Sawtooth, Alpha) x Channing Lowe - @choicesmc

[smilesrobotlover]

Random things the dads are good at:

Talon: is very good with medicine and taking care of wounds. When you live in the middle of Hyrule, you just don’t have time to get help, you need to do things yourself if you wanna help someone.

Benji: he’s not a con man but he’s really good at scamming people (he scams people to get half fairies)

Rusl: great at sneaking. You gotta put a bell on him or else he will unintentionally jumpscare you. He’s also the best at taking care of himself 💀

Leon: knife throwing. My guy was dazed under Vaati’s control and he STILL was able to throw the knife RIGHT at Vaati’s head. He’s insane.

Linebeck: he surprisingly has a good singing voice. He doesn’t sing in front of people but he has sung a few lullabies to calm Windy down.

Ammon: well it’s no secret that he’s great at shield surfing. He also has an incredible balance.

Kass: really good at dancing. He usually dances while flying, mostly to impress his wife. But he’s good at it for a big guy.

[livepoultryfreshkilled]

do you think there's a third time lord that survived but is under the radar because they're a coward and are also so embarrased of Mr Power and The Fixer running around sullying the name of their race so they just lie. i like to imagine

[shivunin]

Oh, more prompts? 👀

Well then, what about 15? For Wen and Zevran (or whomever you think would fit best!)

Thank you for the prompt, Arja! This was lovely to write for them, actually; I hadn't planned out this scene yet, but it fit too perfectly to let go of.

So here is "a gentle “i love you” whispered after a soft kiss, followed immediately by a stronger kiss" from this list.

Vincit Omnes

There was a certain sort of cold, clean awareness that Arianwen only achieved in battle. 

She’d heard others speak of this. Expanding one’s awareness across the battlefield was a necessary skill, and when she was really in the thick of things she felt she could see everything from somewhere above it all, like the whole world was engaged in a dance she already knew the steps to. Others did not speak of the euphoria that came with this, the delight she felt when she executed a particular move just so, but that was usually immaterial to Wen. 

But this—right now—was much like that battle-clarity, if it had somehow been made warm and tingling, if it had sharpened only Zevran’s face instead of the whole world. 

“I think I will be better now,” he was saying now, his ears still flushed to the tip, “Much better.” 

How was it that he still wasn’t touching her? 

Wen clutched the earring he’d just handed her and stared at Zevran, drinking in the sight of the fire dancing on his skin like she’d never seen him before. 

Love. She’d thought it many times these past weeks—ever since she’d nearly lost him to Taliesen’s steel—but the word had stayed stuck in her throat, held back by the size of the word. 

Love. 

She’d asked him if his jumbled explanation was a declaration of love, but neither of them had really said it. The word tapped the back of her teeth now, even as the cabochons in the earring pressed hard into the skin of her palm. 

Wen couldn’t speak without the whole phrase escaping, and she’d be damned to the Void if she was going to tell Zevran she loved him while Shale stared them down from the other side of the campfire. She clasped his hand with her empty one instead, the night crystal-clear before her, and dragged him toward the trees without a word of explanation. 

“I hope that this is not the part where you kill me for my impertinence,” Zevran said, his voice giddy instead of wary, “Where are you taking me now, my dear Warden?” 

They stopped just past the treeline, still close enough to camp that someone would hear if they were beset by darkspawn, but far enough for the illusion of privacy. That was all she needed; just a little distance to pretend that they were the only two around. 

He was just so clear before her—the wispy bits of hair he never quite seemed to pull back with the rest, the lines of his tattoo, the tiny striations in his eyes that marbled a deeper brown amongst the gold, the mark on his lower lip which she’d made with her teeth the night before. Tabris wanted to bite him again now; she was a sharp thing, all claws and teeth and steel. She was not made for holding, not softness nor tenderness nor—

No. No, that wasn’t true anymore, and she knew it. 

The gold was warm in her left hand. Wen untangled their fingers and rested her fingertips—only her fingertips—against the soft skin of his cheek. Zevran’ss lips parted just before she kissed them, so his breath traced her lips even before his mouth could. It was the gentlest kiss she’d ever given him, as if pressing too hard would tell him the wrong thing, would somehow make him think that this was still about bodies and weapons and tools. 

Wen only parted herself from him long enough to speak, and even then they were so close that her lips brushed his as she whispered.

“I do love you,” she said, for the first time in more than half her life, “I love you, Zevran; I love you so much.” 

Arianwen didn’t need to wonder; she knew she would remember this forever, whatever came next for them. “How would I know?” he’d asked earlier, and she hadn’t been able to disagree. Love had never made any sense to her; “you’ll know it when you feel it” had always seemed like a means to avoid the question rather than an actual answer.

But Arianwen knew. It felt right now, in a way she never would have been able to explain. She’d never known joy like this before; like wind in her hair and sunlight on her skin and warm gold in her hand. It felt like warm arms around her waist, like breath stirring her hair in the night, like reaching for a hand and finding that it was reaching for her, too.

How could this be anything but love?

For once, he was the one who pulled her hard against him, who tangled his hand in her hair and kissed her. Their teeth knocked together only once before Zevran regained some of his usual skill and traced her lips with his tongue. This kiss seemed to go on and on, neither one of them especially interested in letting go or returning to the others. At long last, he pulled away and pressed his forehead to hers. 

“I did not understand before,” Zevran said, his voice surprisingly contemplative for someone who was breathing so hard, “I did not think—but of course I feel the same, my love.”

My love. 

Yes—that felt right, too. 

Zevran murmured something else, something in Antivan (which she would certainly be learning once the Blight was over, especially if he was going to keep telling her things in that voice), and kissed each of her eyelids, as carefully and gently as she’d touched his cheek. 

They said nothing more; the important things had already been said. But when Zevran pressed her closer, Arianwen bent her head to his shoulder willingly and let herself be held for far longer than she usually managed. 

There was a clarity to battle—to blood and steel and laughter mixing with groans in the air. But there was a clarity to this, too, to being held and touched and loved, and she welcomed the newness of it even as she took comfort in the well-worn paths of affection they’d forged between them. 

Love. 

Yes; that was the right word for this feeling at last. Wen let herself rest in her lover’s arms at last, and her lips pressed softly, softly, to the pulse that thudded safe in his neck.

[raven-cl]

I'm thinking of a st pokemon au perhaps

[todayisafridaynight]

That fuckin new bucket list trailer for 8?????????

hey what if we all just cut ourselves in half after this huh

[sunniemightdraw]

No one, Not A Single Human On This Earth Can Stop Me From Shipping Everyone(non child) With Echother At The Same Time, While Not At The Same Time.

yes i ship, Sonic and Shadow and knuckles and silver together. separately and together. MIX AND MATCHING!!!

Sonic and Jet? or blaze? YES.

Silver and espio? and/or knuckles? YES.

Knuckles and sonic? and/or shadow? YES.

Metal sonic and sonic? And/or silver? YES.

Amy and blaze?? and or silver??

YES.

the list goes on.

I am down for almost EVERY rare pare. ever. this applies to EVERY media im a fan off. (unless the character is canonically Aromantic, or something then they can be spared) (also no toxic ships >:[)

Love conquers all.

As long as they are in love. its amazing!!!!!!!!!!!! :3

(i cant fall in love, but i wish i could, it looks amazing!)

[grandmasickomode]

This is my son Big Pimpin, he has bitches for every day of the week.