hate when you find a character whose so infuriatingly Your Type that its embarrassing like yeahg no one is gonna be surprised when i announce this is my new Guy Of The Month
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lowkey i am leaving work at 4 even tho i kind of took a lunch and also kind of came in late and also haven’t gotten a single thing done today. bc what am i going to get done between 4 and 4:20 if ive gotten nothing done from 9 to 4.
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i should make a statistics post when im caught up w the doodles. see which characters make people the most insane
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thatnks for the infographic [Insert Honorific] Xero
UR WELCOME INSERT HONORIFIC MARROON !!! TGESE FLOWERS R MY PASSION. GENUINELY I’M SO GLAD THE UNIVERSE DECIDED TO BE KIND TO ME AND GIVE ME AN EXCUSE TO TALK ABOUT THEM ANAJAHAJABKAND
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just finished silent hill 2… it feels so strange and momentous when the right piece of media lands in your lap at exactly the right time for it to resonate. i actually cried for the first time in over a year. this game has redefined the concept of blorbo for me. holy shit.
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not totally sure what reminded me of this, but—if i had a nickel for every witcher fic describable as 'geralt and jaskier get plunged via magic into a mysterious hall without apparent entrance or exit, where every door opens onto some scenario from their own lives, either remembered or imagined, and by the end of the story they're holding hands…' admittedly i'd still only have ten cents, but it's kind of wild to me that there's more than one!
Opening Doors by chamomiletea
A short fic in which I again engineer a fanciful and unlikely way for a magical mishap to bring Jaskier and Geralt together.
Trapped in an underground chamber with four mysterious doors, the two both discover and reveal more than they had intended.
nothing is lost that is born of the heart by inexplicifics
Little fool, the mage had said. If you care for your pet witcher so much, go and find him.
And then Jaskier was here, with his pack and his lute and - thank Melitele - a torch, and no idea where Geralt might be, or what sort of condition he’ll be in when Jaskier finds him, or what sort of dangers might be lurking between here and there. And no idea where here is to begin with.
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