#jane and gunther

[jantherweek]

Janther Week 2024

Happy New Year dear Janther fans! We hope 2024 brings you happiness, contentment and lots of Janther.

Yes, Janther Week is happening this year, with some changes. Our lovely co-founder Mod Batbladders is taking the year off due to a very full plate, so we are being joined by the wonderful Mod Bogblisters to help Mod Beefbrain keep things running smoothly.

Due to these late changes and to buy everyone some time to get organised, we are pushing Janther Week 2024 back a bit.

Janther Week 2024 will begin on Saturday February 3rd and run until the Friday February 9th.

We hope you can join us, and remember that late submissions are always welcome!

The prompts are set and will be announced soon.

We can’t wait to see what you all create this year!

[classic-storydragon]

Something Stupid (Janther Week)

Here's my entry for the quote prompt on Janther Week 2023.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid! That was the only thought that Gunther had while sparring with the practice dummy in the training yard. He struck one side of the dummy with his practice sword, causing the dummy to swing around and firmly smack his backside with one of its appendages. Gunther jumped, then sighed as he rubbed his stinging backside. No doubt, he deserved that after what he said a couple of nights ago . . ."

Find out what Gunther said here.

[weirdlookindog]

The Curse of the Cat People (1944)

[ladyingreen7]

Day 3. Bouquet 🌹 You know this one certain episode :D

[castleseer]

Janther Week Day 3: Cosy

Jane and Gunther watch the first snowfall of winter together.

[burburduhart]

Janther week: Cozy

I'm hoping that the childish type style here will come off as cozy. But IDK 😐

[thelightfantastik]

Janther Week 2025 | Wild

(wild-haired gunther sparking a moment of truly seeing one another that acts as a catalyst to an entire relationship. i have rambled more below the cut)

My first (and perhaps last) moment in which i shipped janther (being a janster girlie) was because of a discussion on the JatD Discord server in which I became obsessed with the idea of curly-haired Gunther. Gunther, whose hair is naturally curly (and wild) but he forces it straight, as a literal metaphor for changing in line with his father's expectations, and his own expectations for himself.

from my own Moment (TM) on the server: yeah a kind of buttoned in, literally straight/severe (not the words im looking for but i can't remember the word i'm looking for) look that represents the opposite of jane with her wild hair omgggg some kind of jane/gunther adventure where they encounter a danger whilst off on some knightly quest and dragon flies them away to safety but they land in a lake or the sea and when gunther's hair dries around the fire they have to build because it's too dark to go on it's all curlyyyyy never shipped janther in my life until this moment obvs they have a meaningful talk around the fire and he opens up as his hair is going all baby curls. the metaphor is right there STRAIGHT LACED that was the term i was looking for

[elwelle]

“Can you not feel the sun beating down on us, Jane?”

“What, too hot for you to handle?”

“…Unbelievable. Draw then!”

For Janther week day 2: flushed! I picture at some point in their 20s or so no one can be bothered to try to enforce a dress code for sparring anymore.

(Close-ups of their faces under the cut bc I like how they turned out)

[ph0tocynthia]

a fierce blush arose her face as he pressed his lips to her hand.

[waffleloser]

Did anyone else know that Jester from Jane and the Dragon fucking dies, cuz I didn't. I read it last night and I'm still in shock.

[scaryfangirl2001]

Stay Sharp (fanfic, 787 WC)

@flufftober

The cold autumn air nips at Jane's cheeks as she stands at the edge of the clearing, her bowstring taut and ready. The woods around them are a tapestry of gold, amber, and crimson, the leaves rustling softly in the breeze. She watches Gunther with a fond smile, her eyes following the rhythmic swing of his axe as he chops down firewood for the pit in the small, weathered shack they've found. Jane and Gunther, both knights in training, have been tasked with a mission to scout the area and ensure it is safe for their lord's upcoming visit. Despite their young ages — Jane is 15 and Gunther is 17 — they are skilled and determined, their bond forged through countless hours of training and shared adventures.

Gunther pauses for a moment, wiping the sweat from his brow with the back of his sleeve. He looks up and meets Jane's gaze, his eyes crinkling at the corners in a warm smile. "How's the lookout going, Jane?"

She nods, her eyes scanning the trees. "All clear so far. Keep an eye out for any signs of trouble, though. We don't want any surprises."

Gunther returns to his task, his axe biting into the wood with practiced precision. The sound of the chopping is a comforting rhythm, a reminder of their shared purpose and the bond they share. Jane's bow remains drawn, her eyes sharp and alert. She isn't just a knight in training; she's a skilled archer, and her role is to keep them both safe. The sun is beginning to set, casting long shadows across the clearing. The air grows colder, and Jane can see her breath in the air. She shifts her weight, her muscles coiled and ready for action. She knows that their mission is not just about gathering firewood; it's about ensuring that the area is secure and that they can provide for themselves in the wild.

Gunther finishes chopping a large log and drags it over to the pit. He stacks the wood neatly, his movements efficient and strong. Jane can't help but feel a surge of pride. Gunther has grown so much since they first started training together. He is brave, loyal, and always ready to face any challenge.

"Think you can find us some dinner while I finish up here?" Gunther asks, his voice carrying a note of hope.

Jane smiles and nods. "I'll see what I can do. Stay sharp."

She lowers her bow and moves silently into the woods, her steps light and sure. She scans the underbrush for any signs of game, her eyes and ears attuned to the slightest movement. The forest is quiet, but she knows that the quiet can be deceptive. She moves deeper into the woods, her senses on high alert.

After a few moments, she spots a small rabbit nibbling on some leaves. She raises her bow, her movements fluid and practiced. The arrow flies true, and the rabbit falls with a soft thud. Jane approaches it, her heart racing with the thrill of the hunt. She retrieves the arrow and the rabbit, securing them in her belt. As she makes her way back to the clearing, she hears a faint rustling in the bushes. She stops, her bowstring drawn once more. Her heart pounds in her chest, but she remains calm and focused. The rustling grows louder, and a small fox emerges, its eyes wide and cautious.

Jane lowers her bow. "Easy, little one," she murmurs

The fox hesitates, then darts away, disappearing into the underbrush. Jane breathes a sigh of relief and continues back to the clearing. When she returns, Gunther is finishing up the fire pit.

He looks up and grins when he sees the rabbit. "Nice catch, Jane. We'll have a good meal tonight."

Jane smiles and sets the rabbit down. "Let's get it cleaned and ready for the fire. We need to stay alert, but a good meal will do us both good."

Together, they prepare the rabbit and start the fire. The flames dance and crackle, casting a warm glow over the clearing. They sit by the fire, sharing the meal and the silence, their bond stronger than ever in the face of the cold, autumn night.

As they eat, Jane looks at Gunther, her heart full of gratitude and affection. "We make a good team, don't we?"

Gunther nods, his eyes reflecting the firelight. "The best. We'll get through anything together."

Jane smiles, feeling a sense of peace and belonging. In this moment, surrounded by the cold, autumn woods and the warmth of the fire, she knows that they're more than just knights in training. They are friends, partners, and a team that can face any challenge.

[jantherweek]

[itssowholsomicoulddie]

Just found this awesome set of lyrics and I'm planning to make a little art things for each line for Gunther.

"The noble are weary

The noble are weary

This cradle still burns

Like a hole in my chest

Can anyone hear me?

Can anyone hear me?

The crooked are smiling

They know me the best

If mercy's abound

I'll be safe, I'll be sound

And the devil won't know of the love

I just couldn't let go

I won't pretend

My season won't end

But I pray, when it's done, when it's through

I'll have something left for you"

It's called "the crooked the cradle" by the crane wives.

[weirdlookindog]

Simone Simon, Jane Randolph, and Kent Smith in The Curse of the Cat People (1944)

[ladyingreen7]

Janther week 2025

Day 1. Fierce

When she's angry, strong, and powerful.

And he's there sad and kinda scared because she's angry, strong and powerful.

[castleseer]

Janther Week Day 2: Flushed

Jane blushes as she realizes that she's developing feelings for Gunther. Gunther misreads her blush and worries that she is sick and checks her temperature.