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Vol 0.5 q&a translated

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Thanks to @languri for sending me the link!

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SECOND YEAR SWAG

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i made a little comic!!!!

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NO

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dream a little, dream of me

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It’s not my fault I drew him it’s his.

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“my six eyes tell me you’re suguru geto but my soul knows otherwise” is such a raw line that you’d think it’s from a satosugu fanfiction but it’s actually from satosugu canon

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“its a pity”

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For Nanamin💖

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a friendly competition ⭐️

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how come goyim will make 30k note posts about why not to use antisemitic memes but ignore the SEVERAL hate crimes that have been committed since chanukah started

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My cosplay of Geralt of Rivia

Geralt of Rivia (Fem cosplay) 

cosplayer - Freaky-Vitta (me) - https://www.instagram.com/freaky_vitta/

ph - https://www.instagram.com/nadine_wolfie/

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My cosplay of Geralt of Rivia

Geralt of Rivia (Fem cosplay) cosplayer - Freaky-Vitta (me) -https://www.instagram.com/freaky_vitta/, https://www.deviantart.com/freaky-vitta ph - https://www.instagram.com/nadine_wolfie/

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This is the most accurate description I’ve ever found, thought it was worth spreading ❀

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I made some of @awkwardtrekphotos ‘s excellent screencaps into Witcher memes…

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Geralt comes back from a contract and quickly cleans before presenting himself before Jaskier. And he’s thinking in his head, ‘kisses time. It’s almost kisses time. Kisses for me time.’

Geralt had bathed quickly, listening as Jaskier finished up his set downstairs.

“It’s kisses time,” he sang quietly to himself as he dried off and slipped into his smalls and trousers. “It’s almost kisses time. Kisses for me time.”

“We should enter you in the bardic competition next year,” Jaskier giggled from his place in the doorway. The Witcher’s eyes went wide and his cheeks flamed with embarrassment. “No, Geralt. My sweet Witcher, that was lovely.”

The bard crossed the room quickly and pulled Geralt into his arms, wrapping himself around the slightly taller man like a clinging vine. 

“I just...like your kisses.”

“Good,” Jaskier grinned, pressing several slow and lingering ones to his Witcher’s warm, dry lips. “Because you shall be getting many.”