#post-season 2 fix-it

[geralt-of-vengerberg]

Fanfic

Title: Flowers (click title to read on AO3) Ship: Yennefer x Geralt Word count: 1.3k

The days are getting longer and the ruins of Kaer Morhen have been left behind for quite some time now, but not all that’s happened is completely behind them. The blooming flowers at least make up for the gloom that surrounds them most days.

Geralt still wakes up from screams in the night. When it’s Ciri she seeks solace with Yennefer, but when it’s Yennefer herself, it takes all his willpower to not let her sleep by his side, where he knows she feels safer. He can’t cross that line, not yet. 

They’re still not really talking, mostly discussing where to go next, what to eat and where to sleep. Ciri can’t seem to help but roll her eyes whenever he remains cool and distant. The girl has completely warmed up to Yennefer after everything that happened, so whenever he doesn’t treat the mage accordingly in Ciri’s eyes, she gives him the silent treatment for a while. 

“If she still had bad intentions, you would already be dead by now,” Ciri had grunted at him the night before while they were out hunting and she’s right. Yennefer has her magic back, she’s regained her strength during the past few weeks. If she really wanted she could probably kill or betray either of them in the blink of an eye. That’s how he knows she’s fully on his side and she cares for Ciri and for him, after everything. While she hasn’t outright said it, she’s shown it on more than one occasion. 

Today, they’d decided to just spend the day leisuring around, without having any goals or expectations in mind. The first rays of sun are peeking through the forest leaves and Yennefer and Ciri went out to train for a bit. For some reason leisure still means draining herself with magic according to Ciri, but it just tells him how much she just wants to spend time with Yennefer, and he wouldn’t take that away from her. 

He trusts her enough to not feel the need to have his eye on her all the time. He started trusting her again the second she slit her wrists for Ciri. That’s when he realised she was Yennefer again. No longer having the voice of a demon in her head, commanding her what to do. He knows it all had a toll on her. He can still see her sulking away once Ciri has fallen asleep in her arms. He doesn’t fully get it, because she finally has what she’s been longing for all this time. He would’ve expected her to feel happier . So he takes it upon himself to at least try to make her smile. 

Down by the banks, flowers bloom and if he remembers one thing, it’s that women like receiving flowers. Yennefer and him might not be talking, mostly because of his own need to put a barrier between them, but that doesn’t mean he can’t show her a little appreciation. She’s so good with Ciri, he sometimes forgets she wasn’t even around from the start. 

He picks out a few, mostly violet ones that remind him of her eyes. When he’s done he ends up with a colourful ensemble after all and he finds himself a blade of grass to bind it all together. The result looks nice and he can only hope Yennefer agrees. When he returns to their sleeping area, she and Ciri haven’t returned, so he’s able to leave the bouquet behind on her bedroll unseen.  

Sudden rustling and footsteps startle him and he quickly spins around to find Ciri walking closer, but she’s alone. 

“Where’s Yennefer?” he asks and Ciri must’ve picked up on the worry in his voice, because she rolls her eyes before she responds. 

“She’s freshening up by the river,” the girl says. She quickly notices the colourful flowers behind his crouched figure and smiles to herself. 

“It’s not what it looks like,” he tries, because he doesn’t want to give Ciri the impression that he’s trying to win Yennefer back or that there might be more between them at the moment. 

“What’s it supposed to look like?” she asks with a smile, but her question remains unanswered as she leaves again, armed with a knife and a sword. He assumes she’s out to let off some more steam. 

He feels an urge to go check on Yennefer, to see for himself that she’s indeed down by the river and that she’s okay. But he doesn’t trust himself if there’s a chance he might see her naked body and he’s sure not ready for how it might affect him in some way. 

The minutes alone seem to go on forever, but after some time Yennefer reappears. Her hair is still a bit wet, but he remembers that will make it all the more curly once it’s dry. He yearns to feel her soft tresses between his fingers again, to tell her he still cares too, to let her know he wants to try again too, but he can’t. 

From a distance he can see how her face lights up when she sees the flowers, a shy smile appearing. She picks them up, smells them and it’s as if her eyes start to sparkle. He can’t help but feel a little bit of pride to make her smile like that again. Finally he can see some happiness radiating off of her again. 

The rest of the day is spent collecting food and firewood for the evening. The flowers aren’t brought up, until later that night. 

In the evening, when they’re sitting around the fire, Ciri snuggles up to Yennefer. Seeking out comfort for the long night that’s to come. Her nightmares have been getting more frequent and more intense lately. Even to the point where Yennefer tried discussing it with him, but he didn’t have any useful answers to offer. 

“Thank you for the flowers,” Yennefer says softly as she presses a kiss to the top of Ciri’s head. 

“They weren’t mine,” Ciri smiles at the mage and Yennefer raises her eyebrow in surprise. 

Before she’s able to seek out his eyes with hers, he’s disappeared back into the woods for a while. He can’t face her while she knows, she might want to thank him, might make more of it than it’s supposed to be. Maybe he should’ve thought this through a bit better before he picked out those flowers for her in the first place. He just needs her to know that he cares too and that maybe he’s forgiven her and has for a long time now. The problem is that he still hasn’t forgiven himself for being too distracted by her to see a looming threat when it was right in front of him. If he’d paid more attention, he would’ve seen there was something wrong. If he’d given her a chance to open up to him, to tell him what she’d gone through, things might’ve gone differently. 

When he returns, complete darkness has fallen over them and both Yennefer and Ciri seem to be fast asleep. The fire from before is still smouldering and giving off enough heat to warm up his hands and feet. The days might’ve gotten longer, but the nights are still cold. He decides to get some sleep too once he’s warmed up again and that’s when he notices something on his own bedroll. There’s a small note waiting for him. 

“Thank you for the flowers.” 

-your dear friend

After that he finds it hard to fall asleep, having her this close and still so far out of reach. It’s his own fault, but that doesn’t mean it hurts any less to not be able to hold her close to him. All he has now is her little note, scribbled in her neat handwriting. While the moon and stars stare down on him, he takes out the piece of parchment and brings it closer to his face. Just like her letters, the note smells of her.

[crowlion]

Hand practice with the gfs

Inspired by @thyinum's lovely Avatar's hands series

[obsob]

hmm anyway. holds u in my arms

[cozylittleartblog]

JUST GUYS BEIN' DOODS

redraw of the meme under the cut

original by @knightmarebug

[dilfmobius]

LOKI 2x05 | "Science/Fiction"

[doodlingwren]

Saint Seiya - Knights of the Zodiac ✨shitpost✨ based on this specific twitter thing

[scarlettjemily]

jj my heart is yours

cm 2x14

[llumimoon]

FUCK IT WE BALL POST CANON MARLOAKWORTHY 💜💙💚💥💥💥‼️‼️‼️‼️

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

literally the easiest way to make someone care about a character and make them feel well-rounded beyond basic traits like personality, sexuality, ethnicity, etc, is to give them an actual character arc, and it’s shocking how many people do not seem to fully realize this

you cannot just cram a bunch of tropes. tropes are not the main event, they are tools to tell the story you wish to tell. emotional impact comes from the lead up, so you can’t just jump ahead and expect the payoff to work. “I want this character to just ___ already!” but they’re not there yet. that’s where the arc comes in - how do they get there?

and! most importantly, and this is something I really want people to think about when writing - the most important relationship your character should have, always, is with the world and society around them. defining your character purely through their interactions with other characters are, I find, how a lot of female characters end up feeling flat or not engaging with the themes as much as the male characters, and also how queer and non-white characters wind up as devices for other characters’ development instead of being more fleshed out

[relatablepicturesoffinnmertens]

[imminent-danger-came]

Lady Bone Demon: "Do not lament your fate child, you can rest knowing you served your purpose—destiny has found you."

(2x10 This is the End!)

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Lady Bone Demon: "A reminder: it seems you can not be trusted to willingly follow the path of destiny. But know this: If you betray me again—one misstep, one failure in any way—I will erase the very memory of you."

(3x04 The Winning Side)

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Tang: "You're wrong. I know I'm not a strong as they are. I may still be searching for my purpose—but what I do know, is that doing it alone is not the path I'm destined to take. Deep in my heart, I know my place is alongside my friends."

(3x08 Benched)

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Lady Bone Demon: "I sent you a task—you were to retrieve the Monkie King and his protégé, yet you refused the path of destiny and so there will be pain."

(3x08 Benched)

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Tang: "STOP! It was me! I mean, yeah, Macaque forced me to do it and I am definitely starting to have second thoughts on the whole thing now but- I don't know how and I don't know why, I just felt like I had to. Like it was...destiny!" Lady Bone Demon Voice Over: "Destiny can not be undone Sun Wukong."

(3x10 The Samadhi Fire)

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Lady Bone Demon: "No matter what you do, you cannot change the path of destiny." MK: "I don't know if this all happened because it was destined to, but I have to believe that I found the staff so I could use it for good." [...] "If you really believed that destiny can't be changed, you wouldn't be using every ounce of power you have to keep him contained!"

(3x14 Destiny Fulfilled)

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Lady Bone Demon: “Know this, monkey, you and I are not so different. We both fight for what we think is right—that pursuit only leads to one thing." MK: "Hmmhm. To destiny, right?" Lady Bone Demon: "No. To pain."  

(3x14 Destiny Fulfilled)

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MK: "I can't believe that worked!" Tang: "Eh, if that was destined to go wrong, then it would have!"

(4x03 The Great Tang Man)

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Tang: "If your bonds of friendships our strong, then you will always find your way back to one another!"

(4x04 Pig Napped!)

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Macaque: "Wukong was on a path of self-destruction, we all were. But when he met the monk, it set him on a different path." MK: "Ah! The path of the good guy! Making those good life choices?"

(4x11 A Lifetime of Mistakes)

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Purpose, Pain, and the Path of Destiny

[itsscottiesstark]

Occasionally I write stuff. I rarely post them on AO3. Here. 🤲🏽

Bingo card ~ 7.5k, Rating: Teens and Up

Takes place right after the church bombing in 1941, we follow Aziraphale and Crowley to the theatre and peek behind the scenes. Kissing. So. Much. Kissing.

Heaven isn't built to house a love like you and I ~ 37k, Rating: Teens and Up

Starting off right after the night at Crowley's flat, we take a peek into Aziraphale and Crowley's "precious, peaceful, fragile existence" they slowly carve out for themselves after Armage-not. We get to see Aziraphale slowly but surely reach out for the demon time and time again, bringing them closer than ever. Until Jim happens. And it all goes to shit.

SOOOO MUCH KISSING.

We keep this love in a photograph ~ 2k, Rating: General Audiences

1941-Bookshop. Aziraphale is reflecting back to his relationship with Crowley, trying to find some sort of logic in all those newfound feelings. Canon compliant so no actual kissing or anything else.

Undone ~ WIP 11/16 chapters out now, Rating: Teens and Up

Canon compliant-ish "What if...?" Story. What if Crowley had figured out Warlock wasn't the actual Antichrist a few days after he delivered the baby?

Crowley and Aziraphale move in next to the Youngs, posing as a married couple and help raise Adam as honorary uncles.

Just how awful would everything have been if they'd been at all competent?

This baby has got it all. Fake relationship, only one bed, slow burn, fluff, humour, some angst. By the end, 100ish thousand words of this.

I hope you enjoy these as much as I enjoyed writing them. If you did, there's more where those came from, in the works. 💕

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[katt1e]

Weeping angel.

Wip?

[uwudonoodle]

My partner went to watch the new episode of Tower of God on Crunchyroll today, and found the subtitles had been mixed up with either a different episode or show.

This big tough bad guy seemed to be arrogantly monologing before starting a fight with the protagonists. He was also very concerned about his love life.

These two, standing off to the side, weapons in hand, had a heartfelt conversation about romantic girls who wear red dresses.

This guy was very concerned about his manicure after blowing up a mountainside with a fireball.

[twilightcitysky]

Lucid

Rated E

by TwilightCitySky

Part two of Transmission

Crowley tries his hand at lucid dreaming, and gets more than he bargained for.

For those of you following this fic, thank you for your patience (I had a baby!) and chapter 9 is now up!

Read on AO3

[dreamgirledward]

Well, did you miss me?  Walk on water just to kiss me? Oh, come and get me  Drag me out, destroy me  I've been expecting you, I'm ready  Deliver me that bad news baby

DREAM GIRL EVIL | blackbeard 🏴‍☠️ ofmd

my amvs | watch on yt

music: dream girl evil by florence + the machine