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[gigidagia]

Hybrasil - Bodb Derg (2023)

[pmpwbrrs]

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[pocketramblr]

Can the au ask be about ATLA, or is it just BNHA/MHA ?

Can be about anything I know

[averysexyleon]

Salvatore Moreau Moodboard;

from WATB series

with brad dourif as an un-mutated salvatore moreau

resident evil village

“I lived through the same plague as Miranda,” he began again, kneeling at the headstone.  Ethan could only see the back of Moreau’s head, but he heard the crippling pain in the man’s trembling voice.  

“She was older than me.  Lived here, she already had….well…” His dark head turned to glance at Eva.  “You, I suppose.  I survived because I was at sea when the outbreak happened.  My first schooner.  I was young–it was our family rite of passage.  Oh….how I loved the Black Sea.  But my mother died from that outbreak.  I am so sad I was not here.  My father, he survived.  He was the village doctor, you see…but horrible, horrible.  I was never any kind of scientist.”  

Moreau laughed bitterly, and Ethan heard the hint of the taunting Lord within his voice.  He tried to keep his lip from curling, which left him with a very perturbed expression that Moreau did not see. 

“When I returned, I was not treated kindly.  Miranda was studying in his clinic, and…well,” he turned back to them, his eyes glistening.  “I suppose you know what she did next.” 

“All too well, I’m afraid,” Eva said.  She lowered herself gingerly to the grass. Moreau sat back on his haunches, clearly willing and ready to talk–to her, at least. 

“My mutation was very slow.  It took my intelligence as the years went by.  I can’t even remember much after I lost my vocabulary.  I tried so hard to hold on.  My father disowned me, of course…Miranda then became my mother.”  

Another bitter laugh.  “I was good at fishing.  She didn’t want good at fishing.”  

[wintersandthebeast]

Master List - WATB

RE8 | Wintersberg | Romance, Slow Burn | Action, Sci-Fi

How can a man be almost dead?

Ethan never knew what lay beyond the village–Miranda had designed the place that way.  But there is a whole world that bordered the cursed land of the Megamycete, and a whole world within--of which he was already a part of....but he doesn't remember any of that.

Before Karl was kidnapped, his family moved to Romania when he was a child and he lived for a short while in the family manor.  The rest is history, but now he’s back. He, Ethan, and Rose now sit in the lonely manor on the edge of his former world, planning to end Miranda’s path of terror once and for all–with help from a few friends, of course. 

1. About

2. Coffee

3. Lightning

4. Green

5. Crystallized

6. Remember

7. Moonlight

8. Wrong Lord!

9. Different

10. Corrupted

11. Anchor

12. Healed

13. Heart

14. Descent

15. Realignment

16. Not Hiding

17. Compass

18. Journal

19. The Key

20. Redfield

21. Comfort

22. 1919

23. Trust

24. Rain

25. Door

26. More Coffee

27. Secret

28. Horizon

29. Library

30. Feedback Loop

31. Drowning

32. Nothing Gold

33. Creation

34. Even More Coffee

35. Where I Wanted To Go

36. Planning

37. Instincts

38. The Lotus

39. Thunderstorm

40. Zoe

41. Shirt

42. Fairies and Stuff

43. Visit

44. Almost Dinner

45. Ritual Gift

46. Bath

47. Selfish

48. Iron Steed

49. Waterfall

50. This Dance

[wingsabovethebridge]

Meet Bandito:

Bandito the fish crow got word of the corvid treat lady and unfortunately caused a bit of a squabble with the ravens at my workplace (I just saw the ravens fledgelings for the first time as well, so of course I'm a feeling bittersweet). I've been feeding the ravens since the winter here. I've been befriending crows for years originally, and I have a family of crows at home now (with fledgelings! *squeals*). I do feel closer with them as a result, but honestly.... it's nice to have the ravens too. I've never interacted with ravens before and progress was good.

In comes Bandito strutting his tail feathers! Every time Bandito went after the boiled egg, I took it away and gave him peanuts (which he really liked). He landed right above me on a fence and made a friendly purring noise (not a rattle call, but much softer). He tried about three times for the raven's treat before losing interest. He then harassed the ravens a bit but that's fairly normal between the two birds sadly. I should convince Mr. And Mrs. Nevermore that Bandito is their new adopted son, because this bold fish crow is probably here to stay now.

Yes, yes, I know- 'where are the crow and raven fledgling pics/vidoes, WATB?' Listen- the fish crow demands this be posted! I'm being held at peanut ransom!

[cpcposting]

🎂🍰🥧

HBD watb!!

Thank you!!

[gigidagia]

Harvey McKay - Balter (2018)

[thewomanofrevelation]

Philippe Perrin, Heaven, in XXL/WATB, 2006/2014.

[angelbabydoll28]

sma w banbd wnpan ins otu mpahn n havinm watbe

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[averysexyleon]

WATB Mood Boards: Wintersberg

my babies, I can't stop making pics with them lol

go read my story ;_; i am nearing completion!

[fredhandbag]

The Connellys of County Down is a new book coming from Tracey Lange, who also wrote We Are the Brennans. “Tara is struggling to restart her life after being released from prison. She served 18 months for a drug trafficking charge but there’s more to it than she told the police. She moves back to her family home with her brother, Eddie, and sister, Geraldine. And Eddie’s son, Conor. Eddie still struggles with issues from a brain injury. Geraldine is having a difficult time with the chaos that Tara has brought to the family and she misses the rules and order she had before. They all have secrets holding them back and events will test the bonds of family.” Do you have siblings? What are your relationships like? What things happened to all of you that wounded you? Or anchors you? This is a wonderful story about family and secrets from Lange. Until Tara, Eddie and Geraldine can trust each other again, they are stuck. It’s great watching them get unstuck. Geraldine comes across as not very nice and controlling. Her big issue reminds me of my Mom because she had the same problem. When you hear why it makes sense. Celadon Books put groups of readers together to buddy-read this in April. I apologize to my group because I wanted to finish. I think I liked this even better than WATB. Save a spot on your August TBR for this one. Thanks to @celadonbooks for coordinating this with the advanced copies. #theconnellysofcountydown #traceylange #celadonbooks #buddyreads #familyepic #familysaga #celadonreaders #bookstagram #bookshelves #booknerd #readinglife #bookphotography #bookcommunity #bookblogger #sodacityreads #suspensebook #bookhaul #literarycrimefiction #homelibrary #characterdrivenbooks #bookrecs https://www.instagram.com/p/Cq2wLTFrXOf/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[friendofcrow]

THE HATERS ARE PRAYING ON MY DOWNFALL AND THEY DONT WATB YYOU TO KNOW THIS . IM BEING SUPPRESED BECAUSE IVE CORNERD TGE MARKET . NOBODY HUSTLES ANYMORE LIKE THEY YSESD TO. BOBODY WANTS WORK ANY MORE. PULL YOURSELFUP BY THE BOOTSTRAPS ONS.

DONT CLAIM TO UNDERSTAND TGE GRIND IF YOU HAVENT BEEN THERE. INVEST IN RARE BUGS. QUIT YKUR JOB AND EAT ANTS KFF THE GROUND. ANTS ON THE GEOUND ARE SPIXY. CORNER THE MARKET AND SELL WATER TO ANT EATERS. ANTS ARE SPICY’

[fairytank]

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day 4 sept 15

Prompt: Cutagens (cute aspects of mutagens) | Wuv the bard

a few days ago I saw this video of a diabetes assist dog who can alert it 's owner by booping them when their blood sugar drops, and thought it would work well for this <3

[writinglizards]

Title: Spool and Thread

Prompt: Giving gifts, mending clothing

Pairing: Geralt/Jaskier

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Minor Injury

Read on Ao3

Jaskier never means to start mending Geralt's clothing, it just...kind of happens.

Geralt rips his last good shirt on a hunt. The shoulder is torn and so is his actual shoulder.

In the heat of the moment, the wound gets the most attention. But after--

"You can't wear that," Jaskier gasps, tugging it out of Geralt's hands before he can pull it back on, bloody tear and all, "give that here."

He fixes it with the same neat stitches he'd used in Geralt's skin.

They don't talk about it, after, but Jaskier buys Geralt more of his awful, boring shirts at the next town large enough to have a tailor.

After that it just...becomes routine.

Geralt will never give Jaskier his ruined shirts but he starts...leaving them out. Especially after Jaskier digs one out of his bag that Geralt tries to hide, tries to make out as fine.

It's not fine. Jaskier will not be seen with a witcher who looks like he can barely feed and clothe himself.

Even if it is a little true.

Jaskier's still working on it, okay.

So Geralt doesn't give Jaskier his clothes to mend and Jaskier doesn't mend them for Geralt so much as he mends them so that he's not an embarrassment to be seen with. It's all...very intricate.

Mostly, he does it for the way Geralt's eyes go soft at the corners when he sees the patched shirt, though.

No one has to know that but him.

Jaskier mends Geralt's clothing and buys him replacements and they just...don't discuss it. Geralt doesn't do anything as nice for him but he also keeps him fed and alive out on the path which...it counts, okay? It counts.

It counts, especially when Jaskier's being hauled back into camp, Geralt's arm tight around his waist as he supports the bulk of his weight.

"Don't close your eyes, Jask," Geralt rasps as he lowers him to the ground, back pressed to Roach's saddle where it rests on the ground to help keep him more upright, "just don't close your eyes, I'll be, fuck, just a minute."

He's...bleeding pretty decently from a slice just above his breastbone. Any deeper and they'd be having a very different conversation. Right now it's shallow it just...hurts.

"Geralt," he starts when Geralt shuffles off to dump his potion back upside down, "Geralt, please--"

He's back in less than a minute, alcohol and a needle and thread in hand. Jaskier gulps.

He's patched Geralt up plenty of times but he's...he's only sat for a needle once, back at the very beginning when he'd just started following Geralt and he'd torn the soft tissue between thumb and forefinger. It had been...unpleasant.

This is going to be worse.

"Here," he says, handing Jaskier the alcohol, and he takes a deep pull before handing it back. It's not enough, he knows. Still, when Geralt removes his ruined doublet and chemise and asks him if he's ready, he nods.

He faints by the third stitch. It's...better that way.

-----

He comes to feeling stiff and achy, and when he goes to lift his left arm, the stitches pull and he freezes.

Oh that's going to be a bitch.

"Geralt?" he asks roughly, pressing himself up to a sitting position with his good arm, "Geralt?"

Geralt's at his side in a moment, easing him backward.

"Rest, Jaskier, you're fine. We're okay, just rest."

-----

It hurts like a bitch, but he gets over it, mostly. He mourns for his ruined doublet and chemise, but it's mostly for the sake of being dramatic--he can buy a new doublet when he's back in Oxenfurt this winter, twice as nice. And the wound is awful but it will make the most lovely scar to serenade lovers with the tale.

Geralt does not find that last point near as funny as he should, considering.

It's nearly healed, the stitches have come out (Geralt did it, carefully, and Jaskier had almost fainted again but it had been...fine...) and he's digging through his pack, rubbing uselessly at the itching, healing scar tissue when he comes across a familiar doublet that makes him pause.

It's...it's the doublet he'd been wearing when he'd gotten the injury, the one with the gash.

The one he's pretty sure he threw out.

He's alone in the inn room they've rented, Geralt downstairs interviewing some local about the contract he's working tomorrow. He sucks in a deep breath and pulls the doublet out of his pack.

The gash is large and the stitching is awkward and cramped, but there's been an effort to fix it. It's even the right color thread which is just...

The chemise is below the doublet, equally poorly mended. Despite himself, Jaskier feels tears well up in his eyes.

Behind him, the door creaks, heavy boots entering the room.

"Jask?"

He wants to say...something. He wants to but his throat has closed and he's afraid opening his mouth will only let out a sob and he's not...he's not sad it's just--

Geralt settles on his knees beside him, pulling Jaskier around slowly, but he stops when he sees the clothes.

"Oh." He looks...he looks uncomfortable, "sorry, I...I know it's a shit job and I had to wait to get the right thread and I..."

"Geralt," he finally chokes out, pitching forward to wrap his arms around his middle, bury his face against his chest. Tentatively, Geralt returns the embrace, palm smoothing up and down Jaskier's back as he fights back sobbing like a child.

"I'm--" he's about to apologize and Jaskier doesn't want him to get the wrong impression.

"Love, you didn't have to. Thank you."

"It's a shit job," Geralt repeats, sounding lost. Jaskier chokes on a laugh.

"You fixed it for me, though, darling. That's what matters."

"I just...you always..." he seems to be out of words though, and he just hmms softly.

"I know, darling. I appreciate it, I do." He's smiling just a little watery still when he pulls back, but he's...fuck he's so touched.

"Hm," Geralt repeats, then, "so it's okay?"

"It's more than okay," he says, smiling.

-----

The next morning Jaskier wears the repaired doublet and chemise. It truly is an awful job and he'll have to see what he can do about it later, but it's worth it for the way Geralt's eyes catch and hold, the tentative, tiny smile that tips up the corners of his mouth.

It will always be worth it.

[dearestdandelion]

Wuv the bard! Sept. 15: Cutagenʕ•ﻌ•ʔ

A purring geralt. That's a cutagen, right?(•ω•)

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