bi-aragorn
bi-aragorn
"Eternal peace is probably overrated."
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bi-aragorn · 1 year ago
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i had a vision
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bi-aragorn · 1 year ago
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bi-aragorn · 2 years ago
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"But more than this, I know it in my heart. He was my brother."
[ID: digital painting. In the foreground is Faramir (movie looks/design) sitting with a broken horn in his hands, looking sad. Above him in the background, like in a mist, are two memory scenes: of Boromir as a child carrying a sleeping Faramir on his back, and of the two of them as young adults, Boromir affectionately ruffling Faramir's hair. Faded in the background is a faint outline of Minas Tirith. The painting is framed with two white lines, cut by white trees of Gondor in each corner.]
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bi-aragorn · 2 years ago
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We Can't
Finally gotten around to posting this fic from the fic/art swap event in @thepassifloradiscord last July (organisation who is she)
Written for @dani-dandelino
Rating: Teen
Tags: Forbidden Love, Emotional Hurt, Star Wars AU, Hurt Jaskier, Emotionally Hurt Geralt
Pairing: Geraskier
Here on Ao3
Star Wars Geraskier shenanigans below:)
Dust whipped around Geralt’s feet as he strolled along the outskirts of the district. It was a hot day, and people were milling around slowly, idly meandering down alleyways as they went about their business. Currently, Geralt didn’t have much to do- no instructions, no plans…and no Jaskier. His lover had crept out of bed that morning with a sad little grimace and promised to try and spare him a few more precious hours later in the week. And that had been it, off he went to his meeting on Metellos. Leaving Geralt with little to do but wander around listlessly and consider returning to the Temple for some training.
As he ambled back through the streets of the Federal District, one foot in front of the other, sighing to himself as he thought dismally that it could be weeks now before he got a chance to be alone with Jaskier again. 
Rounding the corner, still lost in thought, Geralt almost crashed into two small boys running around in the road, shrieking and giggling, arms sticking out besides them as if they were starfighters. Grunting, he skirted around them and continued walking. It was only a few minutes later, as he began to go up the steps into the Jedi Temple that a thought struck him. There was nothing stopping him from just happening to visit Metellos today, and by some strange coincidence finding Jaskier there. Yes. That’s all it would be - a coincidence.
The journey to Metellos didn’t take long, at least, it being within the same sector. As Geralt sat down in the pilot seat and buckled himself in, he couldn’t help but smile softly, and run a fond palm across the dash. Roach was a sturdy, reliable little vessel, and fast too- really it had been too long since he had taken her out for a spin. Well, now was better than never he thought to himself as he pulled her up into the sky, and shot off towards Jaskier.
It was as the planet came into view, however, that Geralt realised something was wrong. Smoke was billowing from a central point in the capital- Geralt’s knuckles went white as he sped up, guiding the ship down as fast as he reasonably could, heart racing as the wreckage loomed before him. His heart jolted in his chest as he finally caught sight of the origin of the smoke, and it was all he could do to stop safely before Geralt was bolting out of Roach, robes flying out behind him as he sprinted towards it. One of the stratblocks was on fire, and he had a sinking feeling that Jaskier might be inside it. 
“Fuck,” Geralt snarled, lungs burning as he charged across the plaza and towards the wreckage. This wasn’t supposed to happen- it wasn’t supposed to end like this, so soon- not when he hadn’t even told Jaskier that he loved him for fuck’s sake-
People were screaming, crawling from the rubble and clinging to each other, tears streaming down their faces, leaving tracks amongst the soot. This couldn’t have been an accident, but Geralt couldn't bring himself to care about how or why the structure had fallen until he knew Jaskier was safe. He scrambled across the fallen bricks, amongst the carnage, frown deepening as every passing second went by and he still hadn’t found the senator. Fuck, the backlash from the Senate if anything had happened to him- Geralt shook his head to clear it, nearly tripping as his foot caught against something solid. 
Something solid groaned and coughed on the smoke lingering around them. Shit. Geralt leapt up, heart in his mouth as he worked carefully to unbury the figure from the rubble, slowly revealing a head of soft, brown hair now filthy with soot, and dark robes, torn in places but unmistakably Jaskier’s. 
“Jask?” His voice was rough, eyes wide as Geralt waited for some kind of response.
Jaskier groaned, and coughed, head lolling to the side before bright blue eyes blinked open to look at him. 
“Geralt…” he mumbled, before launching himself forward and pulling Geralt into an embrace. Like this, Geralt could feel just how fast his heart was racing, how much Jaskier was shaking in his arms-  he couldn’t take it anymore. The Jedi surged forward, tugging Jaskier by the hair to meet him in a bruising kiss, uncaring of potential witnesses. He doubted anyone would notice, and even if they did- well. It was worth any consequences that awaited him for the way Jaskier gasped into his mouth, hands falling to grasp Geralt by the hips and push their bodies impossibly closer. Just getting to touch him, hold him so close had set Geralt’s heart ablaze, and this- this- 
All logical thought fled his brain the moment Jaskier pressed those plush lips against his neck. Geralt squirmed, a gasp escaping him as he tipped his head back further to give Jaskier more room. Just as his mind began to cloud over with the comforting haze of lust, Jaskier drew back. Geralt would deny the whine that escaped him for the rest of his years.
“We can’t,” Jaskier whispered, not looking at him, cheeks flushed. “We can’t keep… we have to leave,” 
Geralt’s heart sank. “You’re right,” he said- because what else was there to say? With a deep pang of regret, he stood up and hauled Jaskier to his feet. “You need to get back to the Senate- I’ll take you,” Jaskier’s brows furrowed, eyes wide and hurt looking- and Geralt had to look away, climbing back out from the rubble, leading the way back to Roach.
The ride back was quiet, Jaskier’s hand ghosting over Geralt’s knuckles as he guided them home, sharing soft, sad smiles as they drew regrettably closer and closer to home. As he pulled up, Geralt hesitated for a moment, searching for the right words. 
“I- I’ll look for your message,” he said, weakly instead, the words he so desperately wanted to let out trapped in his chest. Jaskier threw him a watery smile back over his shoulder as he stepped out and onto the ground. 
“I’ll see you when I can,” 
It was as close to a promise as either of them could make. It didn’t make it hurt any less.
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bi-aragorn · 2 years ago
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bi-aragorn · 2 years ago
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Ten Lines Tag Game
Rule: Share the first lines of your ten most recent fics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don’t be shy--share anyway
Thankssss @prongsfootandco for the tag:) the first 7 of these are Witcher fics, rest of fandoms detailed as we go
1- The music was loud in this part of the house, and the lights dark, offering plenty of anonymity.
From Fuck, come on - Jaskier/Valdo sex party
2- Jaskier hadn’t been expecting to find a parcel on the bed when he got home.
From Only The Best For My Kitten - Eskel/ Jaskier pet play
3- Jaskier was perching on the window ledge, one leg dangling out into the cold night breeze, the other splayed casually along the length of the frame.
From Orange - just a very short piece about Jaskier
4- The first time it happened was the first night of spring break.
From In Which Geralt Is An Absolute Slut (Affectionate) - what it says on the tin, really
5- It had probably grown dark outside by now- not that Geralt either knew or cared.
From Another Drink - Geralt substance abuse angst
6- From experience, Jaskier knew that it was never fun being the one to end things.
From For Geralt - Jaskier post breaking up with Geralt
7- Valdo knew exactly how long it had taken Jaskier to write his final performance piece.
From His Own Reward - Valdo is a traitorous bastard in this one
8- Klaus was sprawled out across the sofa, fidgeting with a ring on his finger, twisting it back and forth, back and forth. 
From Missed This - Umbrella Academy fic, Klaus & Ben platonic cuddling
9- Mitchell tugged a strand of hair away from his face, pulling it out to the side, and letting it go again, frowning at the way the curl bounced back into place.
From The Trouble With Mirrors - Being Human fic, just soft George & Mitchell
10- It was a balmy summer’s day, and Scott and Vicky were curled up together on the hammock on her parents' back porch. 
From Clouds & Kisses - Monster Prom fic, Scott/Vicky making out
And I'll tag @kuripon @loki-is-my-kink-awakening @kingeomer and @dapandapod and anyone else who wants to have a go
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bi-aragorn · 2 years ago
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WIP Tag Game
Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips.
Thank you to @loki-is-my-kink-awakening & @dapandapod for tagging me in this
And as happens every time I get tagged in this, I've got a shit load of WIPs
Voila~
Assassin's Creed (4 total)
shaytham office porn
Being Human (8 total)
person a learns person b cant swim
Critical Role (2 total)
vax/ vex/ percy clothes sharing
LOTR (4 total)
Modern AU Boromir/ Aragorn
Marauders (6 total)
sirius/ james/ moony qpr
Monster Prom (7 total)
wire play!
The Hobbit (1 total)
Fili & Kili snuggling
Umbrella Academy (7 total)
Trans Diego/ NB Klaus
The Witcher (43 total)
Trans geralt in stockings thats it thats the fic
I'm not tagging 82 people (apologies) so if you want to have a go at this please do:)
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bi-aragorn · 2 years ago
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Gimi, son of Glóin
Always imagined Gimli inheriting Glóin’s locket and putting pics of his husbands, Legolas and Aragorn, in it.
Secret Santa art for @puikillustrations92
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bi-aragorn · 2 years ago
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love that the long-awaited heir of isildur was, in certain parts of the world, mostly known for having gams for days. strider. longshanks. the thigh-high king of gondor. el-legs-sar.
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My own adventure turned out to be quite different.
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bi-aragorn · 2 years ago
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Commissioned scene from the newest chapter of May Your Forge Burn Bright on AO3 from @lordoftherazzles! Thank you darling 🌸
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Boromir is off shift tonight, so he is on the way to Aragorn’s party, and he’s bringing Faramir, who is bringing jello shots. :) 🎉
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bi-aragorn · 2 years ago
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lord of the rings meme: two deaths [½] → boromir
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bi-aragorn · 3 years ago
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Frodo may be Bilbo’s actual adopted nephew, but Merry and Pippin are his younger cousins, and Sam is his old gardener’s son whose family he clearly has a soft spot for and who he taught to read and write, and Gimli is the son of one of his old adventuring friends, and Legolas is, similarly, the son of the Elvenking who named him an elf-friend, and we know Aragorn is canonically his friend as well, who he very possibly could have met as a small child in Rivendell when he passed through, so really, like 7/9 members of the Fellowship are people he can employ weird elderly relative (or the honorary equivalent thereof) energy on if he wants to and I think that’s very powerful.
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