#ohhelga

[queen-calanthe-of-cintra-moved]

What did you lose, Barbara?

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[yilinglaozuhot]

― Karliene, All the Magic

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[taurielsilvan]

Yes, he answered in his thoughts, you’re not mistaken. There is only she, Yennefer, at my side, here and now, and only she matters. Here and now. And what she was long ago, where she was long ago and who she was with long ago doesn’t have any, doesn’t have the slightest, importance. Now she’s with me, here, among you all. With me, with no one else. That’s what I’m thinking right now, thinking only about her, thinking endlessly about her, smelling the scent of her perfume and the warmth of her body. And you can all choke on your envy.

#witcheredit #the witcher #geralt of rivia #yennefer of vengerberg #ohhelga #i'm tagging you because let's bring graphics back right?? #well i'm trying my best #my edits #mine #mine: graphic

[valdomarx]

Geralt is teaching Jaskier to fight, and it’s not going well.

Jaskier is trying his best, but his stamina is lacking and he’s stumbling through the footwork drills. It’s remarkable, actually, that someone so skilled with his hands could be so poor on his feet.

Giving up on footwork for now, Geralt fetches a small dagger and patiently shows him how to hold it, wrapping his own sturdy hands around Jaskier’s elegant fingers and explaining how to thrust and slash. He tries to demonstrate parrying technique by standing behind him and guiding his arm, their bodies moving as one, but Jaskier seems distracted and fidgety as they practise.

This isn’t working, Geralt decides. Jaskier is no witcher, and he can’t train him like one. He needs a new approach.

“You’re never going to win a fair fight against anyone bigger than a small child,” he says, flatly, and Jaskier gasps and puts a hand to his chest in offence. “So don’t fight fair. You need to make use of distractions. If there’s a candle nearby, burn them. If you’ve got a bottle, hit them over the head with it. Throw sand in their face and knee them in the balls. And then run.”

Jaskier’s eyes narrow as he considers this. “Distractions. Right.”

He begins circling Geralt with a predatory smirk, and it’s cute that he’s trying. He lunges at him with the dagger, miles wide. Geralt deflects it easily, but Jaskier doesn't retreat like he expects. Instead, he drops the dagger from his right hand and steps right into Geralt's space to grab a handful of his ass with his left.

Geralt is so shocked by the effrontery of Jaskier’s hand on his ass that he stumbles for a second, and Jaskier pounces. He throws himself bodily and inelegantly at Geralt, who steps back to absorb his weight but trips over a tree root.

They both go flying through the air and Geralt lands on his back in the dirt with a surprised huff. Once he processes what the hell just happened, he’s honestly slightly impressed.

Jaskier kneels over him, eyes bright with a triumphant grin on his face. “Distractions like that?” he asks. He laughs, warm and melodic, and it really is a beautiful sound and it has the corners of Geralt’s mouth twitching up in a smile he’s fighting to hide.

“Vesemir never suggested that particular tactic to me, but sure, if it works.” He might be smiling in earnest now.

He’s not about to let Jaskier get away with that kind of impudence unchallenged though, so he twists his hips and uses one foot to push off from the ground, rolling them both in one swift motion until Jaskier is beneath him. Geralt settles smugly on his thighs, grabbing Jaskier’s wrists and pinning them above his head before he has time to react.

They're face to face like this, and Geralt’s attention is drawn to the flush on Jaskier’s cheeks and the sparkle in his eyes. Something mischevious urges him to spreads his knees, clamping Jaskier deeper between his legs, and Jaskier’s breath hitches.

“Can’t let your attention wander in a fight,” he says, keeping his voice pitched low and enjoying the way Jaskier squirms beneath him. “Never know who might take advantage of that.”

Jaskier smells of sweat from his earlier exertions, overlaid with Geralt's own scent from weeks of sharing space and clothes and supplies. Their scents blend together and the musky perfume of the two of them combined triggers something base and carnal that runs like quicksilver under Geralt's skin.

He leans closer in, playful in his victory, and as he does his cock drags noticeably against Jaskier's stomach. He's hard, somehow, and as he shifts he feels that Jaskier is too, a hot firm length pressed up against his ass, and it vaguely occurs to him that should be alarming but it doesn't seem important right now. He's overcome by an urge to rock his hips back, pushing their cocks together with a heavy slide which sends sparks radiating through his body.

It feels so good, so without thinking he does it again, rubbing against Jaskier's solid weight beneath him. The pressure feels perfect as they grind together, friction building into a sloppy rhythm and Jaskier’s mouth falls open and he gets out a breathy, “Fuck, Geralt-”

And then his brain suddenly catches up with what the fuck his body is doing, rutting against Jaskier like a damn animal, and he freezes as embarrassment creeps up his spine.

Jaskier is flushed beneath him, eyes wide and breathing heavily in something which could be either arousal or fear, and he doesn’t know which of those would be worse. Either Geralt has scared the shit out of him with his prurient behaviour, or Jaskier is even more fucked up than he thought, to have that reaction to some witcher desperately pawing at him. He scrambles to his feet, swaying with unusual clumsiness, heart racing and shame prickling the back of his neck.

Jaskier sits up, giving him a confused look like he’s about to ask what the fuck is going on, and Geralt absolutely can’t answer that because he has no idea himself.

“Lesson’s over,” he grunts, barely resisting the urge to just fucking run. “Try not to get yourself killed.”

He turns and walks away as quickly as he can, resolutely ignoring the way his cock is tenting his trousers.

There’s an icy river nearby, and now seems like the perfect time for a dip.

#geraskier #the witcher #geralt and jaskier's brothel adventures #my writing #ohhelga #happy birthday i present this in your honor #❤️️ #they are the dumbest

[herzdieb]

#good omens #crowley #what is coloring #can we go back to my black and white angst posts #i did this gifset for two reasons #one reason is #ohhelga #and the other reason is #crowley's eyes #goodomensedit #dailygoodomens #goodomenssource #goodomensdaily #fuckyeahgoodomens #queue: leave a message and do it with style

[tennant]

-  You... you saved me. I won't ever forget that.

-  It's your turn to save these people, this continent. This... is your legacy.

The Witcher - 1x08 Much More (small gift for @ohhelga)

#the witcher netflix #witcheredit #thewitchersdaily #ohhelga #happy birthday kirstin! i love you so much #and very grateful that i get to know you <3 #gifs #mine

[goodomensedit]

eps. 01 / eps. 06

#goodomensedit #crowley & aziraphale #beelzebub #gifs #*tom #same dummy energy

[crowleyaj]

                             "To the world."

#good omens #goodomensedit #dailygoodomens #crowley #aziraphale #crowley x aziraphale #gifs #* #*gif #ohhelga #shirehobbit #tusermaria #[me? posting a gifset after a whole year? more likely than you think]

[willgaham]

what is a lifetime?

jesus lives and dies, and lives and dies again, leading two lives before others lived even one.

when they meet in rome, with aziraphale radiant as always and crowley blurry at the edges, he already feels older than the angel, heart heavy with a grief that shouldn't exist.

the french revolution brings death in thousands, imitating a demon's thirst for violence in a way that freezes the blood in his veins, tears in his eyes that he hides whenever aziraphale talks about crepes.

two world wars occur so close to each other that he doesn't have any time to recover from the terror that finds him at night in his dreams, full of questions about why he's lived so long while god tortures and kills those they vowed to protect.

what is a lifetime?

humans die, and die, and die, like it's all they've been made for, and crowley knows he's immortal but his bones feel wary now, like they are decaying in an entirely human way.

after armageddon, when aziraphale holds him at night, arms tight around a body torn apart by the world, crowley feels love dripping from him, something that surpasses anything a human could feel, full of emotions that have existed for the past 6000 years.

the angel's whispers are antidotes and his warmth is a blessing holier than god themself, ridding him of the lifetimes that weighed down on his shoulders, competing with the eternal torture of greek gods.

what is a lifetime?

aziraphale's i love yous sound like prayers and his kisses taste of hope, promises of an eternity that take the rigidity out of crowley's bones, and he feels young again, a lifetime in front of him that doesn't feel so hard to bear.

after a lifetime of suffering, tenderness feels like reincarnation.

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #my writing #thought i'd upload something else than an edit today #hopefully this doesn't flop lmao #herzdieb #ohhelga

[saaliyah]

for the palette challenge, could i request number 23 + aziraphale/crowley + and being soft/cute, please?

I’m so sorry this is from forever ago but i recently got some inspo I’m in lov e with Aziraphale playing/messing/brushing/braiding Crowley’s shoulder length hair

I hope you like it!

#ask me #ohhelga #good omens #aziraphale #crowley #azcrow #aziracrow #good omens fanart #go fanart #prompt #palette challenge #my art

[yilinglaozuhot]

― Margaret Atwood

#thewitcheredit #thewitcherladies #thewitcherdaily #thewitchersdaily #witchersdaily #userava #ohhelga #usertee #netflixedit #tvedit #yenneferedit #my edit #* #can you tell i love yennefer and margaret atwood? #because i fucking love them #this is a very experimental gifset

[bards-rights-activist]

i swear you are slowly making me fall in love with yenskier

#it's like...geraskier but GOURMET #yenskier #jaskefer #yennefer x jaskier #no but for real it's like a crackship that took over my life #ohhelga

[valdomarx]

the fic you just posted about jaskier making geralt pie made me grin stupidly at my screen. ITS SO SOFT AND CUTE. And then i cackled reading your tag about jaskier baking like joey. SO can you imagine at some point in the future, jaskier decides to bake but geralt is there to witness the total calamity and shambles of the whole endeavour and wonders how on earth the pie turned out not only edible but good? and jaskier just grins at him while covered in flour.

Jaskier, covered head to toe in flour, dough all over the kitchen, chugging wine straight from the bottle: I’m baking for you, my love!

Jaskier: It’s going to be delicious!

Geralt, terrified, praying his witcher constitution can handle whatever monstrosity Jaskier will produce: Uhhh yes dear I’m sure it will be.

#geraskier #lmao geralt has but ONE FEAR #ohhelga #george replies

[herzdieb]

I am a coward, I cannot bear the pain of being happy. — John Keats, from a letter to Fanny Brawne

#ineffable husbands #good omens #crowley #aziraphale #crowley x aziraphale #blame kirstin for this #her edits are too glorious to not inspire the shit out of me #ohhelga #also this quote just spoke to me #besides how else am i supposed to waste two hours in photoshop if not like this #also consistency? who is she #goodomensedit #dailygoodomens #goodomenssource #goodomensdaily #fuckyeahgoodomens

[tennant]

David Tennant

© Suki Dhanda // The Observer, 2019

#david tennant #dtedit #dtennantedit #*edits #mine

[trellanyx]

okay i love your writing! for the kiss prompt thing 57 and aziraphale/crowley :)

57. Breaking The Kiss To Say Something, Staying So Close That You’re Murmuring Into Each Other’s Mouths

Crowley showered Aziraphale’s face with kisses, creating constellations across Aziraphale’s skin point by point. Here is love. Here is peace. Here is devotion. Here is promise.

Aziraphale could only laugh and open his arms wider as Crowley’s love beat against him like a physical force. Crowley followed him step for step, as he always had and always would. The galaxies might bear his mark, but Aziraphale was the Northern Star. A steady light that always lead Crowley home.

“Say it again,” he begged.

“Yes.”

“Again.”

Aziraphale giggled. “Yes.”

Crowley cupped Aziraphale’s face, half kissing, half whispering the words against the angel’s lips.

“One more time.”

“Yes, my love, my precious heart, my greatest joy.” Aziraphale poured his truth into Crowley’s mouth, words sweeter than wine that made Crowley feel twice as drunk.

“Yes, I will marry you.”

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #vicsfam #asks #my stuff #my writing #ohhelga #i hope you're not upset that this is a little shorter #it just seemed like the natural length for the idea #i actually thought this was a different kiss entirely #and had to rewrite some parts lol