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#i had this in my wips for like a week and a half and thats a lot for me lmao

veneritia · 7 months

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when comes the dawn monthly update { 9.30.23 }

And here's to the revival of WCTD and the first ever WCTD monthly post! But first things first, let's get some basics out of the way

↳ WHAT IS WCTD?

FENICE VI AETIER, a portent of ill omens and the estranged daughter of the Vasilier, ignites a dangerous succession game between her and her half-siblings, where losing means death and winning means an empire. But to compete in this game requires the acknowledgement of the Vasilier himself, one that he isn't willing to give Fenice unless she gives him something in return: the head of the deposed king of Hesperia.

When Comes the Dawn is a new adult fantasy court intrigue novel featuring succession battles, an aro/ace lead, shifting alliances, cut-throat relatives, and a family that's torn themselves apart in the name of ambition for eons. You can find the wip intro here or follow the wip's main tag (#series.wctd)

↳ WHAT IS WCTD MONTHLY?

I've had this wip for a long time but have never made much significant progress before shoving it to the side because of work, school, life, or just being burnt out. WCTD Monthly is my way to try and motivate myself by giving myself a space to talk about all of the different work I've done on this wip. (And to pressure me into actually working on it so I have something to talk about.) You can follow along with my updates with the #wctd-monthy tag

↳ NOW, ONTO THE SHOW

outline → the first 9 chapters have been outlined. outline document is currently at 4k+ words. The main plot beats for Act 1 and Act 2 have been outlined

notion → I rebuild and organized my wip notion, as well as all of the character pages

series → because of the different character arcs and plot beats that I wanted to explore, I decided to officially make WCTD a duology as opposed to a standalone like originally planned. No official title for book two as of yet, though Crowning of the Sun is a tentative one.

worldbuiling → realized that the majority of book 1 takes place in the now subjugated kingdom of Hesperia as opposed to Aetier, where I focused the majority of my worldbuilding. This means that I'm starting to worldbuilding from...almost the ground up. It helps that I'm mostly focused on the province of Isidore.

characters → the vi Aetier family has been expanded! Fenice and Charles now have 3 other half-siblings (Euphemia, Konstantine, and Basil) as well as their siblings' respective mothers. I've added 9 noble houses to form the unofficial oligarchy of influence in Isidore, and I've given Leda a rival-turned-girlfriend-turned-ex to help flesh out her character.

extraneous content → attempted to make the vi Aetier family tree starting from the beginning of the vi Drochona dynasty (I'll probably clean it up and post it separately at a later date). I also added another god to the pantheon (Heleia, goddess of the wild nature, the hunt, liberation, and childhood), and finally re-introduced wctd (linked above)

events → I participated in WTW's character event week! You can find all posts here: protagonist / tropes / representation / antagonists / relationships / traits / wildcard

↳ WHAT'S NEXT?

I'll be using preptober to outline as much as I can for nano! My goal is to finish outlining act 1 and my stretch goal is to reach half-way to act 2

posting 1 or 2 character intros or worldbuilding posts

Find more WCTD content with the series tag #series.wctd and keep an eye out for monthly progress updates with #wctd-monthly

↳ Taglist under the cut (ask to be +/-):

#wtwcommunity #writeblrgarden #writeblr #series.wctd #wctd-monthly #collection.my projects

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try-set-me-on-fire · 5 months

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Tagged by @wildlife4life for wip Wednesday! Last night I was thinking about this dinluke fic where Luke lives on a house bout I wrote awhile ago and remembered I had a sequel planned thats like a bunch of vignettes in their lives going forward. Since it’s a busy holiday week and I have nothing new, here’s two of the complete ones (second one under a cut because it involves a nightmare about a fatal boating accident asdfgh). Other people are also probably busy this week but @malewifediaz @eddiebabygirldiaz @rewritetheending @shortsighted-owl @shitouttabuck @lover-of-mine @thewolvesof1998 if you have any wips you want to share this Wednesday

Luke listens to Din's breathing and the occasional rasp of a page turning. Lying at his side as he is, all he can see when he tries to look up at his face is a close up of an elbow, so instead Luke takes to studying the man's hip. The skin of Din's body is paler than his face and arms, hidden away from the sun's loving touch. There is a small scrape just above the crease of fat where torso meets leg, mostly healed. There's a tile on the front edge of the kitchen counter that's chipped from Grogu's forehead careening into it during an ill fated game of hide and seek, and the jagged edge keeps claiming victims to this day. Luke presses a kiss to the little red line before continuing his research. Din's skin was so warm against his lips that he decides sight alone is not enough to gather proper data, so he brings up his hand and presses his fingertips into flesh. Soft, giving, smooth. He moves his hand up and down, marveling in the divots left trailing behind. And here, a bone! The sturdy core of Din, the structure of him. Luke presses his forehead to it, his nose, his lips. He fumbles kisses along the crest of it, tasting salt, smelling sunscreen.

"Sweetheart, what are you doing?"

Luke looks up to find that Din has stopped reading and has twisted to look down at him, fondly amused. Luke isn't sure how to explain his thought process, so settles on simplicity. "I love your hip."

It makes Din huff out a breath of a laugh, eyes crinkling."Why?"

Luke hums, wrapping his arms around Din's waist and burying his face back into the beloved body part. "Because it's your hip. Because it's attached to the rest of you and I love all that, too."

A hand combs through Luke's hair, once, twice, then rests cradling his skull for a moment before Din scoots down the bed, dislodging Luke's arms from their embrace. Din kisses Luke's jaw, and then his neck, and then lays half on top of him, cheek pressed above his heart.

"I'm sorry I'm an old man, I don't think I have the energy to go again."

Luke smiles up at the ceiling. "You're not an old man."

Din hums skeptically and rolls his shoulder so the joint pops and Luke laughs. Din turns his head so his face is pressed into Luke's chest, and he can feel him smile. Luke remembers how his face used to hurt after being around Din for a few hours because he couldn't stop smiling in his presence. The muscles that move his cheeks and pull his lips must have grown stronger over time, because he certainly doesn't smile less. Big grin, showing teeth to the popcorn plaster above him.

"All of it," Luke says, trusting completely in Din's ability to follow his meandering train of thought. "Every part."

A warm little exhale against his skin and then Din lifts his head and props it on his own hand to look down at Luke. He just looks, and Luke lets himself be observed. Luke loses himself in the way their chests press together when they contract and expand to let air in and out, and then Din leans forward to kiss him. Luke brings his hand up to rest against his face. Din pulls back just enough to speak.

"I don't think there are words," he whispers, eyes fluttering shut as Luke's thumb strokes his temple, "To tell you…" Din is quiet for a moment, then inhales. "How you live in my heart."

And Luke knows. Din's love is plainly written into every movement and word, his love for his son, for his friends and his family, his love for Luke. Luke touches his wonderful disheveled hair. They're fairly thoroughly pressed together but he can trail his hand down and just fit it against Din's chest. Taps a finger twice. "It's nice in here."

Din nods, as if in relief at being understood.

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In the dream, Biggs laughs, bright and open as he always did.

Two ships glide over water that looks like glass, no indents or peaks in its surface, and Luke is on one of the decks and observing from far above. Biggs laughs, bright and open as he always did, and tosses Luke a rope, and Luke laughs bright and open in return. His stomach rolls and he says "You have to leave," and Biggs laughs, bright and open as he always did. The light is the bright light of midday, and then it is dark and stars are blotted out above him by impenetrable clouds and he is Anakin slipping over the deck trying to secure every rope in place, shouting at Luke to help him take down the sail, and Biggs laughs, bright and open as he always did. And Luke is the ship and sees the other boat practically falling towards them, both of them caught almost sideways on the biggest wave Luke has ever seen. He is on shore and Leia is saying the weather is all clear, conditions good for the race. Biggs laughs, bright and open as he always did. Luke is on the ship, in the pounding rain that is indistinguishable from the salt water coming over the side of the boat, and Luke is the sound of splintering wood and screeching metal and Biggs, laughing, bright and open, like he always did.

He sees the moment he falls. He sees his head hit the cleat with enough force to crack him open. The moment happens, keeps happening, stretches on forever. And then he blinks and the other thing has happened, the mast has fallen, has crushed his hand, has knocked Biggs over. He looks at his hand and feels no pain, knowing that that is wrong, knowing that it was excruciating. He looks at Biggs and with so little light from the storm the deck looks black beneath him, and he knows before it happens that there will be a lightning strike and it will turn crimson. He doesn't want to be here. He looks at his hand and it is red and swollen. He is Anakin and Luke both and they frantically move around the boat, trying to stay on board, trying to keep it afloat. Anakin asks where the carabineers are and Luke begs him not to ask and Anakin asks where the carabineers are and Luke tries to pull away, tries to stop moving, tries to scream as he scrambles to Biggs and goes through his pockets and looks at his dead eyes and Biggs laughs, bright and open as he always did. Luke looks at his hand and it is purple. Luke is standing and moving to help Anakin and Luke is also holding Biggs, cradling his ruined skull. He is freezing, he is colder than he has ever been, he looks at his hand and his fingers have turned black, his flesh is dying. He is on the boat and he is holding a dead man and when he looks at his face it is Din's face, it is Din's blood and brains and bone fragments that they will wash off him four hours later when they have, somehow, made it to shore. Biggs laughs, bright and open as he always did.

Luke is moaning when he wakes, a fearful, sick sound. The gentle motions of the water in the harbor are usually soothing, but now they just make Luke feel panicked, his heart pounds, he heaves in great breaths without seeming to get any oxygen. He clenches the side of his bunk and can't decide if opening his eyes is better or worse, can't decide if he wants to curl into a ball or get up, get out of here, flee. He feels nauseous. He sees Din's dead face in his mind and tears come, he wishes for an absurd moment he was still dreaming so he could hear Biggs laugh again.

He's not sure when he woke up but by the time he is breathing somewhat normally and has more or less stopped shaking the sun has started to come up, the nighttime hues in his boat giving way to the purples and oranges of dawn. He didn't flee, he didn't throw up. He feels exhausted and he's soaked in sweat, but he counts those small victories. He'd scared the hell out of Leia and Ben and whoever he'd been staying with in those first few months when they woke up and found him gone, had to go pick him up when he'd call from a payphone or cafe, barefoot and trembling. He flexes his hand and sits up slowly. The world is calm outside the little porthole window above his bed, and he watches a seagull preening itself on a post for a minute as he gathers himself to take a shower or look at his phone. Shower first, he decides, standing up and stretching, still feeling too unsteady to let the rest of the world back in just yet.

The shower is tiny and never very warm, but the cool water is bracing and familiar and Luke closes his eyes and lets it run over him and tries to not let it remind him of anything, tries to keep his mind blissfully blank. He mostly succeeds, only has to swallow bile once as his thoughts bump against the image of Din with dead eyes again. He brushes his teeth and spits hard.

His mostly busted charger managed to get his phone up to almost full power through the night, a small miracle. He has emails which he ignores, and a message from Leia and a message from Din. Leia’s is a blurry picture of the baby with something green on his face sent at 3 am with no caption. He replies baby!!! then takes a breath before opening Din’s message. It’s a few minutes old, probably came in while he was in the shower, and says pancakes with no punctuation or explanation, but Luke doesn’t need any to understand the man. Some clenched part of him unclenches a little. He gets dressed in a hurry, grabs keys and wallet, breathes cold salty morning air as he makes his way up the dock and to his car.

There’s no one really on the road this early so the only thing slowing him down on the way to Din’s apartment is traffic lights and speed laws, and he ignores the second thing just a little. There’s even a parking spot open out front of the place when he pulls up, big enough for his stupid old truck. He sits in his car. It’s a shady spot, even, his car won’t be an oven when he comes back out later. He looks towards the building. Din and Grogu are up there, right now, Grogu is probably performing the all important task of dumping the bag of chocolate chips into the batter. He could walk right up, should be opening the door and heading inside but the ice has locked around his heart again. This happens sometimes, has happened before, Luke sitting outside convincing himself that if he opens a door he’ll find something terrible inside. It’s not like it’s an unfounded fear, in his life. And he can’t quite dodge the nightmare image of Din, cold and lifeless. He digs his blunt nails into the cracked leather of the seat and tries not to get worked up into a real panic and just as it starts to really not work his phone buzzes. Din. You here?

Luke gulps air and presses dial. It rings only once before Din picks up and in his soft voice says “Hey, everything ok?”

Luke shakes his head and says “Yeah,” and clears his throat and says “Sorry, yeah. I’m outside.” He can hear Grogu say something in the background but can’t make out what it is. “Are you-“ He can’t say are you alive, thats a dumb question, even if it’s the one he wants the answer to. “Is everything- It’s all alright, up there?”

A fuzzy breath, then “Yeah, Luke.” Some indistinct noises, then “Hey, kid, say hi.”

“Hello,” in Grogu’s tiny voice, L’s a little blurry.

“Hi,” Luke smiles, “Hi, baby.”

Grogu doesn’t say anything else but he giggles, and then Din is back on the line. “We haven’t started cooking yet. There was an, uh- orange juice situation.”

“Sounds serious,” Luke says, unlocking the car like he’s trying to do so without himself noticing.

“Down a few clean dish towels,” Din agrees. There’s a clang and Grogu laughs again, muffled.

Luke plants one foot on the street, drags the other out of the car, stands up. “Any left for thirsty travelers?”

“It’s the pulpy kind.”

“Gross,” Luke makes a face as he locks the car and takes measured steps towards the building.

"There's coffee."

Luke stands about ten feet from the door. "Lightning fast redemption arc you got there."

"It's a talent."

The door to the apartment building opens, and Din and Grogu stand in the entrance. Grogu strikes a pose and throws his hands into the air and shouts "Surpise!" with a big grin on his face.

All the air in Luke's lungs leaves in a rush, a laugh that feels punched out of him. He barely remembers to put his phone in his pocket before moving forward to catch the little boy running full tilt towards him. He spins around and Grogu cackles, and Luke kisses all over his head as they come to a dizzy stop. And here is Din.

The man stands close, first smiling with the specific sort of fondness he saves for his son, and then with the specific sort of fondness he saves for Luke. His eyes are bright as they search Luke's, and Luke lets out a little breath and steps even closer, grabbing a clumsy fistfull of Din's shirt while keeping Grogu in his arms. Din's brows furrow a little, and he slides his arms around them both and kisses Luke's cheek.

"Hey."

"Hi." It's so warm here, with these two. Luke gets even closer, leaning his face against Din's, supporting Grogu between their bodies. His hand moves from wrinkling Din's shirt to rest on his shoulder for a moment, then creeps up to cradle the back of his head. Whole, complete, unbroken. "Just… checking," Luke says, though Din probably doesn't need an explanation. Their foreheads are pressed together and it's a little dizzying to look at someone this close up, but they stare at each other anyway.

"You wanna come in?" Din asks, eventually, nodding his head back towards the building and the apartment and the pancakes and the coffee.

"Yeah," Luke says. "I do."

#tag games #wip wednesday #once again. sorry Luke for your problems #i didnt include the one where din and Luke are flirting through mission impossible references and Han and leia are like #what the fuck are you even talking about. why is this somehow nauseatingly sweet. Are we like this???#because its not finished yet. but trust me. its good

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zee-has-commitment-issues · 4 months

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I'm 100% stealing this from @pagegirlintraining

AO3 wrapped (writer’s edition)

I had a long year, so I didn't get to write as much as I would have liked to, but we still got a ton done.

1. How many words have you written this year? 180,453 words.

2. How many works did you publish this year? Somehow the answer is eleven.

3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)? Reckless Abandon. Hands down. It took so much time to plan and so much energy to write and I am so proud of it. I'm writing the ending of the first draft right now and I'm sad to leave it behind.

HOWEVER I also very much enjoyed The Last Time, which is my Nilcent fic. I think just in terms of quality, this is one of my most beautifully written fics.

4. What work of yours has the most hits? The fics I have with the most hits is Reckless Abandon, but I think that's because it's the only one from this year that had more than one chapter.

5. What work of yours got more feedback than you expected? Dress Up As ! I wrote that in like 30 minutes while half asleep and then didn't edit it, so I didn't think anyone would read it at all lol. It's not my most popular fic by any means, but more people read it than I thought would.

6. Favorite title you used? Wilhelm's Frog Addiction because it's so ridiculous. It implies that Wilhelm needs a rehab for frogs, and I think that's great.

7. If you use song lyrics, which artist’s songs did you pull from the most? I used the title of The Last Time from a Taylor Swift song, but I think that was the only one.

8. Pairing you wrote the most for this year? Wilhelm/Simon Eriksson with 9 out of 11 fics being about them or containing them in some way. (damn thats an unfortunate statistic)

9. Favorite pairing you wrote for this year? Obviously Wilmon. I feel like that's a given at this point.

10. What work was the quickest to write? Dress Up As... again, I wrote it in 30 minutes while half asleep💀

11. What work took you the longest to write? If we rule out the one that's multi-chapter for fairness sake, then the fic that took me the longest to write was probably Not Entirely Screwed (But Almost). But take that with a grain of salt.

12. How many WIPs do you have in your docs for next year? Two or three that I actually plan on finishing. I have others that are started, but I don't know if I have enough plot to actually get through them.

13. What’s your longest work of the year? Reckless Abandon, containing 123k of my 180k words this year 💀

14. What’s your shortest work of the year? A Fool Proof Guide - 507 words.

15. What WIP are you taking into next year with you? Finishing Reckless Abandon! One chapter to edit and an epilogue to finish writing, and then it's done. I just can't finish it in the two days I have left of the year 😭

16. What’s your most common “Additional Tags” tag? Simon Eriksson Loves Wilhelm, followed by Wilhelm Loves Simon Eriksson

17. Your favorite character to write this year? I simply cannot answer this. My mind has been so consumed with Reckless Abandon and the switching POVs that I literally cannot choose one.

18. What’s one pairing you want to explore next year? I think I might like to write more of Felice's platonic pairings next year. I feel like I neglect her because I don't really ship her with anyone.

19. Which work of yours have you reread the most? The Thing In The Mirror. It's kind of a love letter to my grief, so sometimes I go back and read it when I'm feeling down.

20. How many kudos in total did you get this year? 2,754

21. Which work has the most comments? Reckless Abandon, but again, it's the only one with more than one chapter so that makes sense.

22. Did you do any collaborative works this year? Not this year! Maybe next year. Dani and I don't write "together" per se, but we do bounce a lot of ideas off each other, so if that counts then yes, but nothing plotted and written and posted together.

23. Did you write any gifts this year? I did! I wrote for YR Week, which wasn't a gift, but an event. And I wrote a Christmas gift for Nic!

24. Did you receive any gifts this year? Yes yes yes! A beautiful, perfect Christmas gift from @pagegirlintraining I enjoyed every word of it.

25. What’s your most common category? M/M

26. What do you listen to while writing? Not much, actually. I have the Reckless Abandon Playlist, but I only really used that when outlining.

27. Favorite work you wrote this year? For the sake of not repeating myself, out off the ones I haven't mentioned yet, Isn't That Your Thing? and Patience Is A Virtue are my favorite little crack fics.

28. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year? Oh jesus, that's impossible. I don't think I can choose just one. I can give you one that makes me think "holy shit I can write" though:

This piece of work — the one staring Stella in the face — was a revolution made of oil paint.

29. Biggest surprise while writing this year? I can write smut. And people don't hate it somehow.

Thank y'all for a fun year. Can't wait to see what my brain does to torture us all in the next one.

#ao3 #ao3 author wrapped

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onbeinganangel · 2 years

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hello my lovely! has anyone asked about that Marauders foursome yet 👀 would love to hear more about it! always thirsty for some poly love!! 🙌 - Liv

livvy 😍😍😍 sliding in here with the thirst hahaha ily

so last january i wrote a james/remus/sirius thing called Petrichor, Pineapple and Pomegranate aaaaaand lily wasn’t in the porny bit but it’s initially like established jily and established wolfstar but also it IS lily that suggests the threesome to remus in the first place (queen behaviour, best gf ever, lily for president, etc etc) and at the very end i kind of hint at the potential addition of lily!!

sooooo the foursome is a little sequel to that fic! i have about half of it written (3-ish k?) but four bodies is A LOT to choreograph so it’s been a struggle lmao it’s also set during the war so there’s a lot of tension outside of the smut (like eww why, that’s where we want the tension)! but it’s lily pov and an alternative title could be: The Objectification of One Sirius Black, by Marion Angel 😳

anyway yes lily pov, which i’ve never done before so thats fun!!! the threesome starts with a conversation between lily and remus about the potential of it happening, and this one will mimic that a little bit. it's no secret wolfstar are my always and forever, but i also have a very soft spot for prongsfoot and let's be real here, with the world in this state, why should i not get both?? i'll leave a little snip under the cut for you <3 (very unedited, pls ignore any stupid mistakes and typos)

also 👀 no spoilers but 👀👀 lily is keeping a secret 😈😈😈

✨ask me about one of my wips✨

She drains her cup of tea, desperate for something to hide the heat rising to her cheeks again.

“If it helps, Lily, I don’t think fucking will ever be even close to top five weirdest things the four of us have done together.”

She giggles, and says yes to a second cup of tea. Eventually, Lily’s shoulders relax, and her heart keeps drumming at a wild pace inside her chest, except it’s less fear now, and more excitement. She lets herself pay attention to Remus. She wishes they’d considered this from the get-go. That she’d been there when he’d asked James, at the pub. That she’d been there to watch him kiss James for the first time. She hates that James has this advantage over her, that this is easy for him.

“So, we’ve established we’re all down for it. What, exactly, is making you hesitate, then? I know there’s something. You wouldn’t be here if there wasn’t. You’d have discussed it with James instead.”

His eyes are narrowed, as if he’s trying to figure her out — as if he can read it just from looking at her. She wishes she could say it all. Everything that the past few weeks had changed, how the weight of it and the fear of the war have muddled her brain, sunk into every single one of her thoughts.

Instead, she says, “Well, you know James is much more of a… umm… an action type of man.”

She expects a laugh, one of those warm, sudden ones that Remus and her share whenever they come together to lovingly bully James. Instead, she watches Remus’ lips part with a shaky exhale, his fingers play with the rim of the teacup.

“So, you’ve been fucking about it?”

She shifts on her seat, the heat of his question near-unbearable. She doesn’t answer, and Remus continues.

“Because we have.”

And isn’t that a thought. Remus and Sirius getting hot at the idea of the four of them together, just like Lily and James had. It made her stomach turn upside down and her body temperature raise. Although, there was still the issue. And with Remus having mentioned Sirius, if obliquely, she had her opening. A now-or-never time to raise her doubts.

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pocketramblr · 1 year

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wipmas day 9

from “the one thats an excuse to draw yoichi like a pinup girl” wip

“Come on, Leader, I want to help more.” Yoichi insisted. “I can help more- especially now, with Misa’s ankle, we need it.”

Misa, of the aforementioned ankle that was probably only sprained, shook his head. This was the third time they had heard Yoichi and Aruji arguing about this- today. The first time that it had been semipublic though, in the corner of the cafeteria.

Aruji chewed his bite of onigiri far longer than he needed to, then finally answered, “Yoichi, I know- which is why Suno and Striker B are covering what they can of Misa’s hits for the next two weeks, and we’re reducing the unnecessary ones. But If you want to help Misa, ask them about it.”

“We already finished all his paperwork two days ago, you know that.” Yoichi was telling the truth- while Misa normally accepted more of his help in that area, with the injury keeping him sitting he’d actually caught up on his own.

Their leader just shook his head.

“Then take a break, you both deserve it.”

Yoichi crossed his arms and glared at Aruji, who didn’t even try to look back, keeping his eyes on his food so he couldn’t lose the standoff.

Misa felt Yoichi’s gaze look to him for backup, and they glanced away- at the pair coming up to the table.

“Boss!” Suno was half dressed from his mission and with his second, Tonoike, a cactus haired woman. Neither looked too beaten up. “We got the supplies, Strikers unloading them now.”

Aruji nodded at them. “I’ll make sure its processed.”

“You handing out more tasks now?” Tonoike, always eager, asked with a glance at Yoichi and Misa.

“No.” Aruji waved them off. “You all go enjoy your break.”

“But Leader,” Yoichi’s voice was quieter, but no softer.

Suno still picked up on it, and Misa bit back their sigh. Well, apparently the ‘not that beaten up’ look wouldn’t last long.

“What, he still begging for more?” He asked Aruji, pointing to Yoichi.

Aruji looked like he was biting back a sigh of his own.

“C’mon, Boss, if you can’t think of something, I’m sure I can.” Suno’s tone turned cruel. “Lets see, he’s not trusted by enough to let him in the kitchens, he’s already on cleaning rotation, he’s got too high a reward for him to let him on missions, and he doesn’t even have enough meat on him to try recruitment sends.”

“Suno.” Tonoike nudged him with her elbow, looking ready to nudge him with something much sharper if he didn’t stop it.

“I’m just letting Shigaraki know, that if he wants to be useful, he can stop wasting our time with these requests. Keep to cleaning and the little things he does for you and keep quiet so we can actually take down his brother, you know?” Suno lifted his hands up defensively.

That was what crossed the line for Aruji, and Misa put his hand on his leg to stop him from opening his mouth.

“Go get some food and a shower, Suno, you need both right now.” Misa pulled rank and tried not to imagine pulling off his headband and gagging Suno with it to shut him up.

Suno nodded and gave a little salute, but paused as he passed Yoichi, muttering something that made the man’s scowl deepen.

Aruji waited for them to get out of hearing range, then sighed. “Yoichi, I-“

“Don’t bother.” Yoichi’s tone was clipped. “Misa, I need you outside for a minute?”

Misa blinked.

“Um, sure, if you don’t mind carrying my things.”

Yoichi grabbed them, and his, without another word. Misa hurried to grab their crutch and catch up to Yoichi before he left the café to wherever they were going.

#misa is third #aruji is second #wipmas

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maybe-your-left · 2 years

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It’s WIP Wednesday! Share any WIP if you feel like it

From my Ben Solo WIP :) Called Codependency!

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Mr. Benjamin Solo P.O.

Tall, long hair, broad, kinda looks like a buffalo with his jacket on. Big nose, like really big, could land a plane on that bridge. Long face, solemn-looking with a twitch under his left eye that should probably be looked at by an optometrist.

There’s damage too, from something severe. A long spindly scar bisects his face on the right side, probably from a fight. He looks like a guy who fought when he was younger, accompanied with bags under his eyes could be classified as designer.

Does he have lipgloss on? Or are his lips naturally that pink and luscious and…

“Miss (Y/N).”

“Huh?” you shook your head, instantly realizing you’ve been standing still for a full 5 minutes staring. Unblinking at this colossus of a man, who looks like he could bench press you with one arm.

He gestured to one of the vinyl chairs in front of his cluttered desk, giving an annoyed half-smile. Almost like he was wasting his own time being there, you settled down in the squeaky chair.

Shimmying your hips to get comfy before he cleared his throat. He set his forearms on the desk, crinkling some paperwork he was working on in the process. Dark eyes set on you and only you, “Do you know who I am?”

Your forehead scrunched, “Um… you're my new P.O.? What kinda question is that?”

“It’s a normal question, nothing to get defensive about.”

“I’m not-“ you caught yourself from raising your voice, a slow breath, “I’m not getting defensive, Officer.”

“You can call me Mr. Solo,” an eye twitch.

You purse your lips, “Great, well it was nice to meet you, I’ll see you in a week for my drug test.” You moved to stand, only for him to stop you with a growl. He pointed back to the chair and you obeyed without question, confused as to why he needed you more.

“What?”

His eyes narrowed, reclining in his chair as you shifted uncomfortably. Waiting for whatever else he was going to say, probably something about, ‘you aren’t a lost cause, I’m sorry the system is failing you, I’ll do everything I can to help’ all that bullshit.

“When’s the last time you got high?”

“Excuse me?”

“I said,” he leaned once more, but this wasn’t a polite move. It was predatory, “When’s the last time you got high? Since it shows in your file you haven’t been tested in over 2 weeks because of your behavior issues.”

You scoffed, “I’m not on anything if thats what you’re assuming.”

His eyes flickered to your bouncing knee, something you did when you were nervous. It’s not like you had anything to hide, you weren’t doing anything, you’d been clean before. Wasn’t too hard, but this time there was more on the line, and every day that line looked friendlier and friendlier.

“Then let’s go get a drug test,” he set off his chair, rounding the desk with his too-long of legs before hooking his hand under your armpit. Lifting you off the chair like a petulant child, and you were not having that. Immediately you were uncomfortable, this huge man, whom you just met ten minutes ago, was hauling you like merchandise.

“No-no-no!”

Another growl, what was he an animal?

“We will be getting a test done, I won’t deal with any kids who think they can trick me.”

You were at a loss, you weren’t high. But you didn’t want to take a test, it was a challenge you wanted to win, but he kept dragging you. All the way down the shiny hallway while you tripped over your converse. Everyone and their mother smiling and saying hello to Ben, other officers whom you pissed off in the past whistling at his force.

Soon enough, you were plopped back into the vinyl chair, after a clean bill of health and a bruise on your bicep in the shape of his hand.

“Was that so hard?”

#we love angst #enemies to lovers #but PO to lover #its complicated #but delicious #adam driver #i hope yall like it because i am interested in it #modern kylo ren #modern ben solo #ben solo fic

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fanfic writer 20 questions

i wasn't tagged but @zebsfloppyears invited anyone who wanted to do this to do so, n i was bored. hope u dont mind vienna!

1. how many works do you have on ao3? 79. i have 79 works. and im working on a long fic rn so i probably wont be uploaded another fic for a while to make that number rounded. its bothering me. 2. whats your total ao3 word count? 232,222 3. how many fandoms have you written for and what are they? 7 fandoms! most.. prolifically? if i may use that word.... for loz breath of the wild, and his dark materials. 4. what are your top five fics by kudos? 1. finding words enough - i legit dont remeber much of this but basically link is mute and revali speaks on his behalf. ppl seem to love it. rated G. 2. making cocoa for spencer reid - just a lil criminal minds family piece between rossi and reid, idk. bit of a character study! rated T. 3. magic might stain the air - my first merlin fic i posted (out of 2. lmao) but i really hate this one becaue i rushed it and i could have done so much better!!!!! rated M, beware tags. 4. snow on snow, snow on snow - i rllyy dont remember this one at all. lmao. link/revali pre-slash, rated G. 5. whenever we feel - we evaporate - i think? this was my first fic on ao3! and it's the first part of a lil aziraphale/crowley series that became dearly beloved to me but i never really got back to. rated T.

5. do you respond to comments? why or why not? i do now!! i didn't used to because i had an ocd thing about seeing the number go up when half of them were my responses, but thats an obsession that has since left me. i want to apologise to everyone who commented n didnt get a reply sdfghjsf i feel so awkward n i cant respond to comments made years ago now lmao. now i love responding to comments, its such a joy to communicate with my readers and thank them for their kind words!!!!

6. whats the fic you've written with the angstiest ending? i dont write angsty endings; the fics can get as angsty as possible but they must always end happily. sorry :/

7. do you write crossovers? no, i don't. they're not for me!

8. have you ever recieved hate on a fic? not hate exactly.... but i do recall one comment telling me they thought i had rushed the work and it was a bit sloppy (not in so many words tho). i totally agreed with the commenter but i was a bit :/ at reading that yknow

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind? i have been known to write smut occasionally, though i dont think i have a "kind" or a "brand".

10. have you ever had a fic stolen? not that i know of, but (as vienna said in their answer), it's not something that i think about or check for!

11. have you ever had a fic translated? nope! i welcome it though.

12. have you ever co-written a fic before? nope! in theory i would be open to it however i am probably very difficult to work with lmao

13. whats your all time favourite ship? such a hard question because it rlly depends what fandom im currently in, but. baruch/balthamos live rent free in my head. as do aziraphale/crowley, espeically my specific brand of them which is queerplatonic <3

14. what's a wip you want to finish but dont think you ever will? lmao if you had asked me a week ago, i would have said my current longfic, when you catch him, he burns through your heart, like a shooting star burns the skies but im actively up and working on that again, so. i guess something i dont imagine i'll return to any time soon is my series of harth/link fics, you hold my touch in you, simply because it's been a while now, and i dont imagine that such a minor npc as harth will be in botw's sequel, so... how will i rekindle my desire to write for them. idk! it's all up in the air though - i haven't necessarily abandoned any of my unfinished fics, theyre just on indefinite haitus.

15. what are your writing strengths? i would like to think that my poet's voice shines through my prose and therefore that my description is sufficiently good! lmao i have to sometimes physically stop myself from writing 5 paragraphs waxing poetic about the scenery. also honourary mention to dialogue. im pretty proud of some of the lines of dialogue ive written.

16. what are your writing weaknesses? hhghgh action. handling a big plot sensitively. ive been really struggling with making sure ive got hold of all my threads in my long fic. i dont think ive let go of any yet but im constantly paranoid that ive dropped one lmao. also i find action so hard!! the pacing of it, the choice of words, the making sure the reader doesnt get bored by not over or under describing whats happening! hhg.

17. what are your thoughts on writing dialogue in another language? if this means in the sense that a character is speaking a different language in the fic, then. i've seen it done a few ways. personally i ofc want to understand whats being said, so i like it best when the line is written in english but perhaps put in italics, with a tag saying smth like "they said in french/whatever langauge". ive also seen it done as typed in the langauge followed by the english translation in italics. either way works, i just don't rlly like it when it's completely untranslated!! even having like a lil dictionary in the end notes works.

18. what was the first fandom you ever wrote for? good omens lmao. i wrote fic before that but im not going into that, and i dont even think i could find it again bc it's lost in the depths of ff.net. i was also 13/14. so yeah :/

19. what's your favourite fic you've ever written? ppl dont really like this fic bc it's gen/not shippy and possibly also bc it was inspired by music, but. i have a real soft spot for my fic rose quartz and cool safflina. (botw, T) i wrote it while listening to la dispute's album panorama, and i think having the music helped me write with such a good flow. it's a very poetic piece, though. not for everyone. i also rlly like the great frost of 1684 (good omens, Gen) though neither of them are anywhere near my popular works' stats.

20. who do you tag? low pressure tagging @snidgetwidgeon, @itcantbe, @cyraclove, @unmaskedcardinal and everyone else who fancies it!!

#dove talks #tag games

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bookwyrminspiration · 4 months

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You are like a book character thats just. Yeah what did i expect from a name like that bnfjfjfjf

Yo on the reading tho!?? I feel the revitalized pjo interest im staring at my pjo books like. Soon soon i will get to u (THO IM MISSING A FEW OF THEM AND I DONT KNOW WHERE THEYVE GONE. THEYVE BEEN STOLEN I SWEAR) i actually have been trying to read actual books again and!!! I finished one finally!!! Only took me like a month bmgkfkfk i finished call down the hawk and my local library is ab to murder me for how long ive had it-

Dude okay so i work at a movie theater right and ive wanted to see boy and the heron so badly ive just been so busy im staring at it and like ten other movies like pls i need free time. Other than that i got baldurs gate 3 and have been wandering through a world download for a minecraft series i like. And im once again cursed by my inability to finish fics so my solution is write all of it then post and now i have like two 15k wips just sitting in my notes app ive been trying to finish for like two years T-T

I've read so many books I've started to become them, and honestly? There are worst fates. I think I'd make a good like...wise character. Like the one the main character goes to when they have a question and I pull on information I don't explain how I got and set them on their quest or something. Or they discover a cursed magic item and they're like, well Quil probably knows something useful. And then I do.

Anyway! Congrats on the reading! I actually did so much reading, writing, and drawing the past week that I gave myself a headache three days in a row. Like I legit had to just sit for an hour yesterday doing nothing. I've been meaning to read Call Down the Hawk since it came out--I actually started it back then, but for some reason I only got to the part right after the crabs(?) in the dorm where Ronan gets kicked out, and then cries(?) in the garden(?). But I fully intend to return to it, I love the world of trc. And Ronan's my favorite. so.

and the pjo thing!! i've been blasting through them at the rate of about one a day just like oh my god I forgot how much I loved these. the writing style is just so fun. currently half-way through mark of athena, but I had to stop because I do this thing every year where the first book I read is a twilight book for shits and giggles, so I gotta finish life and death before I go back to it (i'm already about 3/4ths of the way done so not a huge detour).

Oh right the boy and the heron! I forgot I mentioned that--I saw it yesterday! I'll admit it did contribute to my headache, because big bright screen in a dark room is...not great. my laptop gives me headaches sometimes, but anyway. I don't think it's my favorite ghibli film, but it had a draw to it. it's quite beautiful, and it's thought provoking in its way. very ghibli-esque.

bg3!! I haven't played myself (doesn't seem my kind of game), but I will admit I did have a few moments of just being enraptured by astarion. which is so cliche of me, but what can I say? his dialogue was funny.

good luck with all of your fics though--I've got a handful that are just waiting to be edited before I post them. but the wings au and then gift exchanges took precedent, so they've been sitting a while. but! those are over now! so I plan to edit and finally post them soon. I've also got this kotlc book 1 but from fitz's pov project in the works I'm very excited to return to :)

anyway, it is very nice to hear from you tater!! giving you the biggest high five rn o7 spicy gatorade or something

#quil's queries #a-lonely-tatertot #long post #fun fact life and death is like the only twiIight book I haven't fully read before #i've read the ending but that's it #it's nearly identical (except for the ending). it's just a genderbend #and it is. wow it's an experience #though it did affirm my gender a little out of nowhere???#one of the minor characters is named quil. and this new she/her quil is the only one who's name stayed identical #everyone else their pronouns and name changed to something else starting with the same letter #but not quil #so. name so gender neutral even smeyer acknowledges it #although there are fewer q names in the first place. but there are others. like quinn #anyway

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fictionfixations · 2 years

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uhh writing deadline

so uh. ive given myself a deadline to post at least something on my ao3 every week (Even discontinued WIPs count since its posting a chapter to my discontinued wip collection thing) uhhhhhhhhhhh

yeah so ive been doing that for a long while

uhhhhhhhh.. yknow im pretty sure a lot of other writers take longer then me cause i mean they actually plan out storylines and write a LOT more than me LOL (my only minimum is to have at least like 1000 words) they also do like multi-chapter stories, which i do not, or at least not without running the risk of immediately discontinuing because my attention span will not last that long on a single idea (no like seriously first i pushed it on The Revolutionary Waltz chapter 1 because I was spending literally everyday on it because I had to because of school and there was an even shorter deadline so there goes that motivation, and THEN later ive been literally only working on this one other one shot that i started THIS week which I usually never finish things in the same week I start it, and holy SHIT i feel drained?? tf i do? anyway i have like half of it done so i just gotta figure out the hard part, how tf to make an ending for this because for once i planned it out-- except for the ending because that was hard FUCK me ???) its like for some genshin fic sob because i had a recent obsession with cyno (this is like the first time that happened i swear, i havent written any other genshin fics, this is my first time) ..but now i also have an interest in Heizou (Once upon a time I wanted to be a detective. solving mysteries is fun.), Kaeya.. hhhh.. khaenri'ah and i dont think i spelled that right but yknow.. ahaha i dont think ill write anything for them though? but like holy shit i really like cyno- theres also the doctor but 1. fuck him and 2. mans barely has a story besides what hes done to people also no i do not simp for them they look nice but like thats not it?? i dont get attracted to fictional characters (no besides the y/n situation, NO cause theres this actual BOOK I read in like first person and there was this scene that just had fuckin sexual tension and like holy SHIT- CAN YOU BLAME ME?? BRO THEY WERE ABOUT TO HAVE LIKE SEX-) kaeya is because i really like his story cyno is i dont know? idk man i find that hes a really interesting character pog heizou he is a detective. i wanted to be a detective once lmao but i dont consider everything, and id be too scared of getting caught and killed cause someone wants to cover their tracks and don't want me to get too close to figuring out the truth- idk man imma stick to reading and writing fanfiction

#thoughts #deadlines #whoops? aAAaaaa #writing thoughts

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get to know you

i was tagged by @nctnews-main 😍🥰 thank u!! sorry this is so late u tagged me 3 weeks ago LOL

tagging (if ur bored n wanna do this) @24hoursofdaisy @evrxx @fleeceyang @idonghyuck @peachjaem00 @ptrbprkrs

What day is your birthday? ♐︎ 19th

What is your favorite color? mustard yellow

What’s your lucky number? im not superstitious enough to have one

Do you have any pets? no

How tall are you? 163 cm

How many pairs of shoes do you own? 8-ish?

Favorite song? lover boy by phum viphurit

Favorite movie? i dont have one atm but in the past i've really liked little women and the farewell and inception. i might still have captain america the winter soldier memorized.

Who would be your ideal partner? i know MBTI is pseudo science but probably a xNFx type lol also someone who knows how to cook so i dont have to do all of it

Do you want children? dunno

Have you ever got in trouble with the law? no

Baths or showers? showers

What color socks are you wearing? not wearing any rn

What type of music do you like? kpop... also indie or rnb or hiphop

How many pillows do you sleep with? 2

What position do you usually sleep in? side or stomach

What you dont like when you are sleeping? waking up

What do you typically have for breakfast? i wake up at lunch time rn

Have you ever tried archery? no (but its def my fave isac event if that counts for anything)

Favorite fruit? watermelon, lychee, persimmons (tell me ur chinese without saying ur chinese lol)

Favorite swear word? shit or cabrón

Do you have any scars? theres one on my chin thats not visible but i can feel it. also acne scars does that count :)

Are you a good liar? not at all

What is your personality type? intj-a

What is your favorite type of girls? girls that play video games

Are you an innie or an outie? innie lol i had to search this up ive never heard of it put like this before

Left or right handed? right

Favorite food? chinese

Favorite foreign food? mexican

Are you a clean or messy person? clean

Most used phrased? "Also"

How long does it take for you to get ready? half an hour

Do you talk to yourself? no

Do you sing to yourself? yes

Are you a good singer? no but idc it's fun

Biggest Fear? my parents' health / safety ... and crawly bugs

Are you a gossip? not really

Do you like long or short hair? short

Favorite school subject? art 🤓

Extrovert or Introvert? ambivert(ence haha) but more introvert

What makes you nervous? public speaking and heights / falling

Who was your first real crush? the popular kid down the street in elementary school lol

How many piercings do you have? none

How fast can you run? i was ok in high school (10 min mile) but i haven't timed my running since. i prefer swimming for cardio

What color is your hair? black

What color is your eyes? brown

What makes you angry? sasaeng fans and white supremacy

Do you like your own name? ya it's cool. means remember / appreciate where u come from in chinese which is p deep. thanks mom n dad

Do you want a boy a girl for a child? child is child, gender or no gender. do i even want a child :\

What are you strengths? staying up late. sleeping in. being organized. going down youtube rabbit holes.

What are your weaknesses? mornings. timeliness. my biases and my growing WIP pile.

Color of your bedspread? white

Color of your room? off white

#tag game #this is truly TMI #sorry this literally sat in my drafts for 3 weeks #i just remembered it lol #also i just thought about my name meaning and my parents rly gave me a name that literally tells me to appreciate them lmfao

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afriendofhanguangjun · 3 years

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BRI’S BIG LIST OF 3ZUN FIC RECS

a few people on twitter expressed some interest in my 3zun rec list so here are some of my faves! this isn’t separated by ship but by the kind of fic. there are some i didn’t rec because i can’t rec them in good conscience even though i like them. YEAH

THEY WIN I PROMISE (or: happy ending fics)

there is just one thing i need by MonocerosRex. modern au, rated G, 11k! primarily nieyao, but it’s 3zun. nieyao go on a cross-country road trip to pick up lan xichen from the airport. it is SO FUN, i laughed SO MUCH. the nieyao dynamic is DELIGHTFUL

just one kiss (for our fake date) by thefaceofno. 4k, rated T, modern au! xiyao. jgy brings his friend lan xichen as his fake boyfriend for a family gala. somewhere along the line, he forgets to mention the word “fake” to xichen. the misunderstandings are really fun and cute!

you seem, secretly, to love everything by jelendra. 11k, modern au, M, 3zun but the focus is on a nieyao get together. it’s part of a big series but tbh i havent read the rest of the series. but THIS ONE is that lan xichen is dating jgy and nmj separately and wants them to date each other! meng yao feels really weird about this.

Synced by theherocomplex. T, 23k, nielan, space au! nmj and lxc become partners to explore a little satellite planet. featuring fun mental bonds and AMAZING wordbuilding. the atmosphere is so quiet here. i love the vibes

soaring, carried aloft on the wind by skadiseven. E, 68k, nielan, au! lan xichen is forced into an arranged marriage with “”””warlord”””” nie mingjue and finds out that there is more than he had initially assumed about the people who are invading his kingdom. AMAZING prose, the worldbuilding is so fun, the fic itself is so soft and sweet. if you want to be sold on nielan this fic sure will sell you!

holding off the rust by me! :3c 3zun, 3k, T, modern au. jgy THINKS he’s cheating on nmj and lxc with each other. he is wrong. it’s a good time!

Becoming Prom King in Ten Easy Steps: A Guide by Jin Guangyao by me. 3zun, 40k, modern au, T. jgy wants to become prom king and schemes his way to the top. along the way he gets some boyfriends. this is a teen comedy movie in fic form.

Nevermore to Leave also by me! nieyao, 17k, canonverse, rated T. meng yao’s first 100 days as the vice general of the nie sect. he learns how to be safe and the nie bros eagerly adopt him. lots of family content!

FOR A GOOD OL’ CRY (bittersweet fics!!!)

to exist, in reaction by autoclaves. 6k, modern au, T, nielan with past xiyao. lan xichen learns to handle his grief of losing the husband he thought he knew thanks to the help of a plant shop, two cats, and the cute man who keeps coming into his shop. this made me tear up ;u;

tell me what I already know by daughterson. M, 9k, modern au, nielan with past xiyao. the entire series is AMAZING but this is the flagship fic and its honestly one of my favorites. lan xichen cheats on his husband nmj with one of the students at his university. he learns to deal with the fallout. it is heartbreaking and amazing and AAAGH JUST. AAGH!!!! LAN XICHEN AH LAN XICHEN!!!

to hoard promises that could sniff out the lie by Mayarene Rose. 3zun, 50k, T, pacrim au. please. my god. if you’re gonna read any fic on the list, read this one. i don’t know shit about pacific rim and i loved this. it cycles between their povs and it is AMAZING. it GETS the 3zun dynamic so well. im choked up thinking about it. the epitome of “they’re in love and it wasn’t enough.”

favor by venndaai. T, 30k, focus is xiyao but 3zun is important too, hunger games au. WIP!!! this makes me SO emotional. meng yao volunteers in nie huaisang’s place and meets lan xichen in the games. im miserable over this. the prose is gorgeous and i don’t know where it’s going but i am delighted to see where!

MY LOVE IS THE KILLING KIND (BAD END FICS)

the ruins left inside of you by aroceu. M, 26k, canon divergent au. 3zun, focus on nieyao. technically a jennifers body au. this is one of my favorite 3zun fics of ALLLLLL time. its a GREAT character study of nmj and how a demon whose power you absorbed for your own and an evil spirit that you let corrupt your soul arent all that different in the end, huh!!! the ending is so tasty. my god. i love this one.

Cry a river, call it rain by rheawrites. 2.6k, E, modern au. jgy kidnaps xichen. that’s it. that’s the fic. i love it

qinghe triptych by bloodletter. E, 3 part series, canonverse mostly nieyao but part three is sangyao and mosang. 40k total. a three-part examination on the qinghe trio and a three-part breaking of my heart. each fic is gutting and beautifully written and UGHHHHHH I DONT HAVE THE WORDS I JUST WANNA WAILLLLLL

there is the way the air feels by nenyanaryavilya. 9k, xiyao, modern au. E jgy visits lan xichen in his big lonely manhattan apartment. some FUCKED UP xiyao vibes that i love a lot, thanks.

The Mountain Stood So Large by esperra. 16k, M, canonverse. very 3zun. two weeks before nmj’s death, lxc and jgy take him on a night hunt. what follows is some light horror, a lot of hallucinations, and a character study on what it feels like to be unable to trust your own mind.

Obligation by ilgaksu. 53k, rated M, 3zun at different points. canonverse. WIP. ON HIATUS a CUTTING jgy pov fic. non-linear timeline, but cuts across different points of canon. jgy is just a fucked up little man and it’s delightful to read. the prose is UTTERLY beautiful.

GETTIN DOWN WITH 3P (you can extrapolate what that means for urself)

Past Tense, Present Perfect by nonplussed. canonverse, around sunshot...? kind of a fix it fic. 6k, E. 3zun. 3zun get down to some fun roleplay and learn how to communicate with each other along the way! there’s a lot of fun identity stuff with this one. i am a sucker for dom jgy

softly by isozyme. E, 3.5k, canonverse. nieyao. jgy breaks nmj’s d*** for fun and profit. they’re so in love. that doesn’t make anything better. the vibes are terrible and i love it so much

études (in a minor key) by bigspoonnoya. E, 9k, modern au, xiyao with past (?) nieyao. jgy shows up on a repressed lan xichen’s doorstep one night saying that nmj broke up with him. lxc tries to comfort him and then he Comforts him ;) jgy is an absolute piece of shit here. i love it. the ending is GUT WRENCHING. part 3 of the series is also good!

half cloak & half dagger by fahye. 13k, E, canonverse. jgy and lxc are happily married but sometimes a gremlin has to scheme his way into a good bang, yknow???? its SO funny and the jgy pov is SO good

the notes on an old mistake by esperra. 26k, series. mostly nieyao but it turns into xiyao and 3zun. nmj and jgy are exes who end up sleeping together again... and again... and again..... if you love bad decisions you’ll love this series. jgy gets together with lan xichen and then ropes nmj into a terribly negotiated polycule.

ok thats all of them that i am brave enough to rec haha

#fic rec #3zun

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oh-for-fic-sake · 4 years

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A Witchers Pack Chapter Four

You all finally reach kaer morhen, but what will Vesemir have to say about Geralts new pack?

Masterlist

Warnings:Swearing, Maybe a little angst, fluff!

A/n:Sooo I lied in my WIP I said this would be the final but it will be the next one, with everything I want to add to finish this fic off I wont fit it on one post in tumblr so yes this is the second to last chapter. I hope you enjoy xx

Taglist: @havenoffandoms @ayamenimthiriel @chynagirl13 @iloveyouyen

A Witchers Pack Chapter Four

Geralt sat by on his side of the bedroll he was content leaning back onto the sturdy leather bag he was resting on, for the first time in a while he was truly at peace reassured with the knowledge that tomorrow his pack would reach kaer morhen. They would be safe and cared for behind its walls. He smiled down at the small pup in his arms, Rebbeka looked up at him her face split into a wide grin at nearly four months old she recognized him and Jaskier, she was a sight to behold. Her features were becoming defined now ,she was beautiful. She held Jaskier’s coloring pale skin tho she held a tint of red across her cheeks, above that two serene blue eyes that seemed to be look right through you, surrounded by two thick lines of dark lashes and a thick patch of chestnut hair that held the hints of a curl. But her features was all you tiny pink lips that naturally rested in a pout ,high cheek bones slim soft jawline, her nose was upturned slightly giving her the look of a noble, or princess...Geralt preferred that to noble, she was still dainty she wont be tall or broad tho she did have the pudgyiest cheeks he had ever seen on a child he smiled poking one lightly making her frown a little and wriggled babbled at him effectively telling him off hummed in response.

"Oh thats what you think? is it? well now that you have had your say I think its about time you went to sleep now don't you pup...look even your mother and papa are sleeping. You are to young to be pulling all nighters...what would she say if she found out I'd let you stay up with me" he tilted the precious bundle tipping her up as he nodded to you watching as she followed his gaze and smiled babbling again before looking back at him blinking cluelessly. You'd actually put her down to bed a few hours ago then curled up for a quick nap...That ended up being you turning in for the night you laid on your side facing him your quiet snores filling the tent your head was just poking out of the small nest of blankets he made for you nightly, you curled on your side near his thigh a large pillow resting below your head another was placed below your tiny bump cushioning the precious cargo you carried, his chest warmed a little when he cast his gaze on you. He had done the impossible, him a sterile witcher by some confused alpha breeding frenzy loophole had sired not one but two pups. A litter. A small littler but a litter none the less. He closed his eyes dragging in a deep breath, picking up your scent, it was more intense and thicker with a slight change underneath.The beginnings of your pups scents the sort of undertones of them. They were going to have deep natural scents, maybe of freshly turned earth or pine needles.

He had nearly had a heart attack when he found out you were pupped again, it hadn't been like last time either this time you knew immediately before either him or Jaskier had a clue. You began feeling unwell when Rebbeka was ten weeks, not sick just low... drowsy and lethargic all you could manage to do was feed Rebbeka eat and sleep, for the first few days Jaskier was worried you had caught a virus when this continued for weeks Geralt had been worried but you kept brushing them both off after nearly two months Geralt was beginning to think the worst, that you had gotten a terrible sickness. He had tried to force you to see a healer or a mage, again you brushed him off. You had a feeling you knew what was going on, but wanted to wait until you was certain ,you knew how much it meant to the witcher. Finally though you had snapped Geralt had gone to far trying to take Rebbeka from you as you tried to feed her wanting to give her goats or cows milk in case you were ill and could infect her. Safe to say all hell broke loose, you all but bit him when he had suggested such a thing as he reached to take her from you hissing at him to 'try and take her from me!' as you held her closer as she fed readying yourself to claw at him a little feral...Omegas were touchy about providing for their pups and it seems your current hormones wasn't helping, it was then you had decided to tell them the news that you was certain you was pupped again...You had missed two cycles you wasn't sure how but you said you just knew. Geralt and Jaskier didn't believe you at first and took some convincing but by the time you was fourteen weeks he heard it two fast little hearts beating so fast it was more of a hum.He shook his head when he remembers when he first noticed it, it was in a tavern he'd received dirty looks when he had spit his drink all over Jaskier. The sound hit him like a brick wall he had stilled staring at you ignoring the Betas complaint of having ale sprayed up him. moving closer he slipped his hand under where Rebbeka was sleeping on your lap to rest his sweaty shaking palm on your tummy, eyes wide his lower jaw trembled Jaskier had stopped his bitching watching closely. You had just smiled at him

"told you so..." he sucked in a breath closing his eyes resting his head on your shoulder listening, honing in on the fantastic sound of the life he had put inside you.

"Oh my god he did it didn't he?....he pupped you...that's- this is unheard of! another pup so close to Rebbeka!" Jaskier's statement started with disbelieve then became a high pitched squeal of excitement when he finally registered what was coming. Another pup, for him to fuss over and sing to. Geralt pulled his head up you could see his eyes held unshed tears not that you would ever tell anyone.

"No Jaskier no not one....Two....theirs two of them....A litter I'm having-we're having a litter" you froze looking from one to you other. Jaskier paled and stayed stock still going into a mini breakdown.

"What? that's....Geralt are you certain?" he nodded to you smiling kissing your lips quickly once you pulled away Jaskier snapped out of it eyes panicked.

"TWO? YOU MEAN WE'RE GOING TO HAVE THREE TINY PUPS TO WATCH OVER AND RAISE AT ONCE?!" the tavern fell quiet everyone looking at the bard who had stood up one hand in his hair the other holding his ale as he basically screamed it

"Yes Jaskier she's having two pups..." Jaskier nodded a little and sipped a small mouthful of his ale and placed the mug down and shook his head with a small chuckle.

"...Nope sorry" he dropped back heavily fainting on the floor you gasped craning your neck clutching Rebbeka you your chest making her whine as you woke her Geralt grunted, ignoring the way the tavern roared with chorus of laughter and slurred congratulations. Geralt didn’t move to help the unconscious man he sat back down waving him off

"Geralt.....Is he going to be okay?" you asked still trying to peer around the table to see Jaskier he sighed

"he's breathing....so probably, give him a minute." you nodded uncertainly then rocked the pup in your arms cooing her back to sleep.

Geralt was pulled from his thoughts as the pup had managed to wriggle an arm free of her blanket waving it about in his face, he knew what she was trying to do, she liked poking him in the eye and pulling his hair. He chuckled hoisting her higher making her miss her target and quickly closing his lips around her fingers 'biting' at her she laughed as he did pretending to eat her then pulled back giving a kiss to her hand and made his way up her arm to her neck blowing a quick raspberry to it making her squeal and laugh. He pulled back with a kiss to her cheek.

"ssh ssh don't wake you mother... now come on its time for sleep little one, I'm not having you start that sleeping pattern again." he said referring to her week of being nocturnal it was hell for everyone, especially you who had to change with her to keep her fed. Laying her on the bedroll in front of him he made quick work of tucking her arm back in the blanket and laid down curling around her moving to pull out her rabbit toy that she slept with letting her pull it into the blankets with her resting a tiny cheek on the soft velvet he smiled running a finger across her forehead. This was his little trick to making her settle and true to form in a few moments she was fast asleep. Finally hearing that Rebbeka was asleep you peaked your eye open barely awake.

"So that’s how you do it?" you yawned and blinked sleepily at him and he smiled

"You were up?" you shook your head at him and shuffled closer curling around your sleeping child.

"No I heard her laugh....woke me" he nodded and placed a kiss on your forehead

"Go back to sleep we will be home tomorrow" you blinked slowly nodding still half asleep, you snuggled back down into your nest curling into him a little more then before circling Rebbeka blushing as you felt Geralt cover your shoulders with the heavy fur blanket.

The next afternoon you found yourself on the road again following Geralt on the well worn path leading higher into the blue mountains. You listened to Jaskier prattling on to Rebbeka as he carried her making the child squeal and laugh every now and then. You sighed rubbing your tender breast as much as you hoped she would need a feed soon you quite enjoyed having Jaskier take her for a while, she was getting bigger and with your little bump it was getting more and more difficult to hold her all the time now, well your bump and the fact you were always so damn tired. You slowed down as the path began a steep incline you panted as your body became heavier with each step but you made it all be it getting a concerned look from Geralt as you made it to the brow of the hill. You looked at the beta of the group then froze as your gaze followed Jaskier's. The trail you was on sloped down to the left then rose in the distance up to the gated entrance. Embedded into the rocky outcrop was the....Kaer morhen...The famed witcher strong hold, tho it still held the scars of its violent past in the stone ramparts it looked strong, stable and imposing. Safe. You blinked gasping as you looked upon the keep it was... There was no words for the moment you laid eyes on it, you felt a warm relief fill you as your eyes scanned the witcher school you swallowed, you couldn't tear your gaze away trying to seal in the details from all the stories, you'd read them as a child legends, you thought tall tales of scary witcher’s to scare children into behaving....That is what you thought until you met Geralt and even after meeting him you still didn't really believe this was a real place. Your home was so far that it was hard to truly believe that Witcher's were real let alone had a fortress in the mountains that had fallen to men.

"That’s...This is were we are staying? Geralt?" Jaskier spoke the question that had been trapped in your throat as you still stared mouth agape...A home..A real home with a hearth and a bed and...Safety true safety where you could all relax, no one on watch waiting for bandits or monsters you wrapped your arms around yourself nervously, that’s if you were aloud to stay. You were moved a few steps away from the edge of the path by Geralt’s insistent hovering arms as he spoke to the bard.

"Jaskier away form their....And yes this is my home...The only one I know we will stay for a few years" you snapped out of your thoughts as he said that you turned to him, moving to fast as you tried to blinked away the black spots waving your arms out as your eyes darkened. Geralt was quick to capture them and support you holding you until you was steady on your feet then held your hips moving you as he pleased.

"Years? Geralt we cant keep you here that long what about contracts?-" he hushed your anxious with a small smile then hoisted you up on to roach not moving from his spot before you, sending you a stern look as you tried you wriggle down. You huffed a sigh and took the reigns from him resigning yourself to riding the rest of the way.

"Yes years, until the children are older....Then we will venture out a little further. In the mean time I will take contracts no more then a few weeks away." you looked down to your small bump one hand going to it running across the taught skin absentmindedly twiddling the loose thread in the horses tack you took another look at the witcher school as Geralt watched you carefully noting a change in you as you avoided his eyes.

"What is it?" he spoke gruffly you shook your head sniffling moving to wipe a few stray tears then met his gaze with a forced smile

"Nothing ...Its silly don't mind me...Hormones and all that" he narrowed his eyes and placed a hand on top of yours his hand dwarfed yours and you felt the heat on your tummy.

"Omega...Whats wrong?" you sighed casting a longing look to the fortress.

“What...What if they don't believe us....Ger-Geralt Its never happened before....What if they make me leave? cast me out with Rebbeka?! I-I cant do that... Go it alone and then what happens when these are born?...What if they make you choose?" you poured out just some of your feelings to him, he tilted his head with a quirk in his lips.

"You are not going anywhere, Vesemir will understand please trust me on this omega...You wont be cast out or told to leave.." he moved to look at a weary Jaskier who moved from one foot to the other cradling Rebbeka he was also worried of being turned away. Geralt took a breath seeing the uncertainty was mutual between the other two members of his pack.

"Either of you, your family my family and now his...Theirs and we protect our own...All alpha witcher’s have a true mate...Yes it is rare for a witcher to find his mate, but that’s normally due to us outliving them or dying before their birth, not because there wasn't one...The fact that I found you...Both of you and made a pack is a blessing, something to be treasured and they will understand. They will not separate my pack, and if it makes you feel better if they try we leave. Together and find somewhere safe to stay of our own..." he looked back to you eyes soft seemingly amused by your fears.

"But it wont come to that...I can tell that you don't believe me...The only way to settle these fears is when we speak to him so lets not waste time." he moved quickly around roach and continued down the path.

The knot in your stomach got tighter and more sickening as the witcher school got closer you rocked Rebbeka in your arms fussing over her as she held a small wooden rattle Jaskier had brought her moving it enthusiastically back and forth making the light sound, you moved quickly shielding her head as she got close to hitting her forehead you giggled as she looked at the toy closely taking in the small carvings that they had both added to it, a small wolf and little bird. You smiled she was lifting her head a lot now concentrating on Things. Your thoughts were interrupted as you all stood at the small incline of the path to a lowered drawbridge. You gulped as a older man walked out below the gate to the bridge he moved slowly as if not believing what he was seeing, you clutched Rebbeka tighter to your self whimpering under your breath.

"Geralt..." Geralt looked up at you squeezing your calf stopping and turning to you, he noted the way your pulse had picked up and nervous quiver of your bottom lip. "It's okay that's Vesemir, he probably wondered why I wasn't back yet... I'm normally back by winter but we have missed it this year, he may have thought the worst...Please calm down trust me"

"I do....but I don't- I don't know them" he ran his hand up your leg and placed a hand gently on Rebbeka's head making the pup turn to him and smile reaching out for her father dropping her rattle in favor of grasping at his fingers trying to move them to her mouth he gave her a soft look and slowly untangled her from him moving to lay his hand across your bump closing his eyes listening to the humming of his own growing litter as he did so. He pulled back looking up at you capturing your gaze with his own.

"You think I would bring you here..My pack here? if they was any doubt in my mind? that I thought for a second you would be rejected.... This is my home....They are my brothers and Vesemir the only father I have known" you smiled down at him nodding to him.

"Let me down" he moved quickly helping you down from roach setting you down beside him looking over Rebbeka who was contentedly trying to look around he moved again and continued leading roach across the wooded bridge you and Jaskier quickly scrambled up behind the alpha walking alongside you casting you an unsure glance. You came to a stop before the older witcher. He was an alpha to you could tell by the deep scent and the way he held himself ,he commanded respect but not in a arrogant sense, it was more a case you wanted to listen to him he looked like a reasonable man. He looked kind he had a fatherly feel to him, his hair was pulled into a style much like Geralt's and his eyes were the typical amber hue, tho his hinted at a more bright yellow tone rather then your own alphas orange gold tone. the man moved forward clutching Geralt in a tight hug patting him on the back he pulled back smiling at your alpha

"Your alive? Geralt we began to think the worst!" Geralt smiled

"We the others are still here?"

"Yes spring is taking a while to set in and the migrations are going to be later so they have stayed longer this year, they will be glad to know your here....And not alone I see" Vesemir looked beyond Geralt to you and Jaskier, he froze as he cast his eyes on you.

"G-Geralt why?..Whats this?..An omega? you brought an omega here? what would make you bring an omega back to-" he stopped as he scented you properly...You was bonded to Geralt. Vesemir stared at you wide eyed shoulders slumping shocked he looked to Geralt then yourself and back again, you moved from one foot to the other holding Rebbeka tight to your chest almost trying to hide her in your cloak holding your breath wide eyed waiting to see what would happen

"Mate's....She?" Vesemir's voice wavered as the words were lost in his throat. You felt Jaskier move closer the need for his packmates reassurance to strong to overcome. Geralt took two steps towards you bringing his mentor towards you.

"Yes...My true mate...My omega y/n.....And this is Jaskier my brother....My beta and finally our pup Rebbeka, she is the reason we are so late getting back....She was eager and arrived early." Vesemir swallowed dryly looking from one to the other and finally moved forward peeking at the bundled child.

"G-Geralt I don't know what to say...You found your mate and...you made a pack...How? and the child? Is she of your blood or?" Vesemir looked between you and Jaskier then your pup.

"Jaskier is her blood...But they are both her fathers..Both raising her... Jaskier he is her Papa, Geralt is her father...But-" you said moving forward almost frantic trying to clear up some confusion Vesemir cast the bundle a small look...He would admit he wanted to see the child, but from the way you was clutching at her he would hold back his curiosity for now. You was frightened and skittish, so was the beta probably waiting to be thrown out. He opened his mouth to reassure you but stopped short as Rebbeka chose that time to fuss making Vesemir scan her quickly with a concerned look

"Is she Cold?" you moved her running your pointer finger over her top lip watching as she struggled to latch on her tell tale sign of hunger.

"She's hungry" Vesemir nodded to you and moved to the side making a sweeping motion for you all to enter.

"Then we should go inside in the warm come...I wont be having the pup freeze out here" You and Jaskier shared a look at the last comment, the old witcher sounded... Somewhat protective of her, slowly made your way under the gate sticking close to each other trying to ignore the glances the older witcher was stealing at you both. Soon you was lead to a large type of sitting room with a huge roaring fire and some comfy chairs in front of it with scattered pillows and plush blankets. You took a seat on the pillows by the fire Jaskier beside you digging through the small bag holding Rebbeka's things it held mostly toys and clothes there were a few essentials to but not many. he moved pulling a tiny thin teddy it was a rabbit her snuggles that she recently couldn't sleep without he placed it to the side knowing she would want it after her feed. Geralt and Vesemir watched on as you was quick to place her at your breast and feed her.

"So....Would someone explain how this all came about?.....And why your omega is pregnant again?" you looked to him then Geralt who was the first to start explaining.

"I met....Was followed by Jaskier and he sort of...clung to me, he found me when I was passing out of kaedwen last spring, going into Redania after a few months my lesser had attached to him and he has been pack ever since... we turned back making for Kaer morhen for winter and was making our way through Sodden and heard of a contract...Seemed easy enough a supposed witch cursing the village, I expected to find the usual an old widow and a early wave of influenza... The village had nothing of value...No strategic position no real witch would be caught dead there" Vezemir looked uncomfortable as Geralts gaze landed on the small omega , he could guess where this was going and he didn't like it

."As I came up to the town...I...We felt her scented her at first I thought it was a trap beginning the think there actually was a witch but no...I found Y/n she had been living in an old granary on the outside of town, my lesser latched onto her immediately I knew she was my mate it was....It reminded me of waking from the trial of the grasses, that instant change like I have been sleepwalking my entire life until then...She was, I don't have the words to describe it but I cannot ever let her go...I will not" Geralt took a deep breath scenting you again as you looked down at Rebbeka smiling feeling the golden orbs stare at you softly. Vesemir cleared his throat nodding taking everything in

"A granary?Out side of the village?"Geralt snarled making you and Jaskier shrink at the chilling sound... You went to speak but Geralt’s growling response beat you to it.

"Yes when she presented they cast her out...Treated her like a fucking animal...They didn't understand what she was, she wasn't even aloud to buy hunting gear to fend for herself just gave her rotting food and left her in isolation...You know the attitudes to omegas have changed.She was the contract." you snapped your head to him gasping you hadn't known that.

"W-what? they-they hired you to?" you trailed off eyes staring off into space the shock of it rendering you speechless

"They thought you'd caused the new alphas turning to be painful, they worried you might lure him out to you and endure his wrath. So they lied calling you a witch to bring in a witcher to deal with you...I only found out the day after your heat when I saw the lord... He told me everything, about when you presented... How they cast you out the things they had done, threatened you with..He wanted me to kill you and I refused...I don't think I have ever punched a human so hard in my life" you slowly brought your eyes up to him you had known something had happened but didn't ask, you didn't want to know at the time you just wanted to leave, to wrapped up in a prospect of a new life.

"You...You attacked him?" he shook his head grinning

"Not really....Tho I would be surprised if he could ever talk again... his jaw snapped and quite a few teeth went flying...He will live, just a little less comfortably now." you nodded a warmth spreading through you at the thought of your alpha sticking up for you... Protecting you. Vesemir cleared his throat turning to Geralt, choosing not to comment on his handling of the lord, he doubt he would have faired any better in that position, in a way he was proud of Geralt for not gutting the man."I suppose she fell into a heat as all omegas do in these instances" Geralt snapped his gaze from you to his Surrogate father

"Yes....She didn't understand any of it none of the village explained it to her..I...We bedded her and I lost myself to my lesser ordering Jaskier to...Well you can guess the rest....then we found out down the line Jaskier had succeeded...Rebbeka was early" Vesemir nodded taking a sip of his ale and waved a hand over you and your packmates.

"And you had him have her again?" you moved Rebbeka in your lap letting her latch on to your other breast

"No...Jaskier has not.... Not since that night....Something happened, Geralt did not mate me the night we met ,he didn't want to force a bond and...I didn't know what was happening...It was only after that I found out what I was before that..My home told me I was a siren or some form of succubus...A monster...A whore by nature..Geralt and Jaskier explained to me and I decided that I wanted to be claimed but it was to late once I was pupped he did not want to touch me. After the birth he was...Different over the first two weeks he was peacocking typical male behavior. Then he snapped and we...He had a....well erm" you looked to your alpha going red getting hot just thinking about exactly what had happened and Vesemir chuckled at you thinking that his student had just fucked you rabid,

"And he ravaged you" he said chuckling as your cheeks brightened

“Well that and he ..he had...” you looked to your mate slowly Vesemirs amused gaze fell as Geralt spoke.

"I had a rut Vesemir.... A true rut and I knotted her as I bonded...Mated her properly and she is carrying my pups." Vesemir froze snapping his eyes to Geralt shaking his head slowly looking at you as you finally pulled the pup away from your chest moving to burp her, wanting to ignore this part of the conversation.

"No...It can't...Thats impossible" Jaskier spoke up this time shrugging handing the pup her rabbit as you laid her across your lap she whimpered reaching for her father,Geralt sighed and plucked her from you cradling her gently leaning back in the chair hushing her.

"Thats what we thought to....But an unmated omega that had just had a pup has been known to send alphas into heat, and it may have been the fact she is his true mate that aloud him to...You know...Trust me I was there...He knotted her was stuck to her for nearly a whole night"

"No other has touched her...You know I would have scented him on her if they had....They are mine Vesemir" Vesemir sat quietly, taking in the information it was...None of them were lying he could hear it in the strong beats of their hearts, the was no waver of skipped beats just the constant thrumming of their life blood.

"So...You return with a pack, a pup and two on the way?....How far are you?" you flinched under his gaze

"A-About three months at the moment just over...Rebbeka was two weeks at the time and is now four months"you twiddled your fingers.

"So...we have anything from three to eight months to get this place ready for another two additions..." you gasped turning to face him as Jaskier opened his mouth.

"W-We can stay?...All of us?" Vesemir scoffed rolling his eyes at you both and leaned over Geralt's lap taking in the pup, then moved to hold her settling the sleepy child in his arms, it had been so long since he had seen one cooped up here most of the time.He smiled as she looked up at him he moved to run a knuckle over her face then closed her eyes not finding him interesting in the slightest making him scoff.

"..A headstrong little thing....And of course your staying...All of you...You thought I'd make you leave...don't be so absurd turn away the only grandchildren I will ever have?, I would never turn away family...If your Geralt’s family then your mine to." he fixed you both with a look as he rocked the tiny pup in his arms.Geralt scoffed smugly 'told you' visibly relaxing himself.

"And you will find the others will feel the same...Geralt there are cribs and supplies in the storage room by the old nursery, probably out dated and there might not be many clothes surviving but we can make due." you looked at the witcher's funny as Geralt nodded.

"Nursery? cribs? I thought this was a witcher school?..." Vesemir looked at you with a sad smile

"While many Witchers are children of surprise....Some were abandoned as tiny pups around the hills and woods in kaer morhen, the path here is hidden to most as you noticed so we used to sweep the near valleys but children were found regularly wandering, or swaddled hidden in the undergrowth. We had to accommodate them, just like we will do now...You will always have a place here this is your home now all of you" you smiled in relief holding Jaskier's hand tight. Home. You sniffed wiping your eyes willing the tears back. A family and a home was all you had ever dreamed of and now you had both. Geralt slid to the floor between you both and pulled you in resting both your heads on his shoulders sighing as you both held him tight.

"See...I told you...Both of you, now how about we go get something to eat then move a crib to our room." you pulled back laughing nodding eagerly as you all stood following Geralt and Vesemir to the great hall on one end was the largest fireplace you had ever seen in front of that was a long table separating the room in two halves piled with fresh food and wine there was two men.Witcher's. At the table who both turned to the door as Geralt opened it drawing the males attention

"Geralt! Not dead I see..See Lambert I told yooo-wait a minuet what is that? Vesemir? are you- is that a pup?!" Geralt growled at them whisper shouting.

"Shut up, she has only just got to sleep!" you and Jaskier watched as the new males sniffed the air.

"An...Omega?...She holds your scent...G-Geralt what have you done?" he sighed motioning for you and Jaskier to take a seat. you sat close to Vesemir wanting to be near your pup. sitting quietly as Vesemir and Geralt explained the situation as you and Jaskier picked at the food. The other males sat in silence for a few moments as Vesemir talked them down from their frantic skepticism, finally the message sunk in.

"So...She is your mate....And you had him pup her for you she had a kid and that made you jump off the deep end and knot her making two more....That may or may not have our mutations....Why does all this shit happen to you?" the first witcher Eskel said slapping Geralts. Geralt looked a little sheepish rubbing the back of his neck looking to you then two Jaskier feeling the bard's pout from here.

"And then we have Jaskier my beta and a brother...None of this would have happened had it not been for him...He is the one who ran head first into her, he lead me to her...The reason I found her,the reason we have Rebbeka and ultimately the reason I now have two more pups on the way...I can't thank him enough" everyone looked to the now red bard.

"I-it was nothing... I just sort of broke in to her house-shack thing." you smiled knowing although embarrassed Jaskier had needed the acknowledgment for his own piece of mind, to solidify just what he meant to the pack. You knew you and Geralt loved him dearly and would both be lost with out him...even if he did irritate the alpha to no end you would never part from him you owed him everything. "Y/n...C-can I hold the pup..." you looked up to the witcher you now knew as Lambert then to Vesemir who was struggling to eat and support the shifting pup you smiled nodding. Geralt leaned back watching as the younger Witcher approach the pup as if it was a sleeping dragon, slow quiet steps then tentatively moved to hold the child changing his arms position a few times before even making contact with her making his brothers chuckle. Finally Vesemir handed the child to him swiftly, leaving no choice for Lambert to even think about it. He sputtered nervously standing dead still then chuckled.

"HAH!.look at him standing there looking like he shit himself....Oh Geralt have a look! his knees are shaking!" Eskel said laughing at the poor man.Geralt smirked as Lambert thoroughly enjoying watching him squirm.

"You know you can move with her Lambert....she isn't attached to y/n go sit down...She wont bite, nothing to be scared of" Lambert blinked at the sleeping child and took a shaky breath.

"I...I can't move...No here take her I don't like it....Please I'm going to drop her or-or hold her wrong or something.....Please anyone take the pup" he said slowly twisting around terrified of moving with her, he leant over to place her in Geralt's hands who moved his arms up out of the way.

"No sorry, your going to have to take her to y/n around the table.." Eskel laughed as Lambert paled looking around at you who was trying so hard not to laugh and succeeding... barely.

"Come now Lambert it's just a wee pup nothing to be scared of" Eskel added making the witcher feel worse

"I doubt you'll be any better! My hands are sweaty Geralt?!" Geralt finally relented laughing taking Rebbeka from him only to thrust her into Eskel's lap making him go stiff as a board.

"Geralt- what no take her- I don't bloody want her!" you winced at the volume and within seconds Rebbeka was awake looking around panicked and whined scrunching her face ready to cry.

"Oh my- h-hey sweety oh hell....no no no-don't cry its okay It's fine...Just ignore me...shh come on don't cry be good for uncle Eskel...shh shh that’s it be a good girl no..no-noooo don't do it" he moved quickly rocking her trying to ward off the imminent wailing she wobbled her bottom lip eyes going glassy making the others laugh as Eskel panicked waving his fingers at her making her grab one letting out a whimper she brought the captured digit and brought it straight to her mouth making the witcher cringe as she pulled it suckling then closed her eyes trying to fall back to sleep, he pulled back flinching as she whined as soon as his finger began slipping free.

"Ew...Okay how do I detach her? y/n?" you giggled at his disgusted face as your pup snuggled back into his arms satisfied and falling back to sleep.

"You don't....That’s it your stuck until she lets go or wakes up...If you move she will throw a fit" he blinked looking down at the child sighing pulling a face as she sucked harshly on his finger again.

"You think that's a face all witchers pull?"Jaskier asked you tilting his head at the scene you looked

"You know I think it is..." Geralt furrowed his brow confused looking at Eskel

"I never did that" you and Jaskier nodded

"You did...When she did the same to you...And the first time you changed her....When it went up her back...Thats the face"

"Definetly the same face." Jaskier agreed the other witchers laughed imagining Geralts face when having to clean that up.

"And I can't wait to see that with the new pups....The great white wolf struggling to change a baby..."you blinked slowly at Lambert.

"You're staying here?" he smiled nodding then shrugged

"Well...I will leave in the next few weeks but I'm determined to be here for the birth's on my other nieces and when they are old enough they will have to have teachers, we don't know what powers they will be born with so..." Eskel nodded finally gaining control of his cringes.

"Yes the first and possibly only birth of witcher children,Hell I wouldn't be surprised if we had witchers from the other schools coming to see them... I for one will not be missing my nephews births so will be close until they are born then I will head out....we have even more of a reason to return to kaer morhen each winter now." you smiled placing a hand to your belly. You flicked your eyes down concerned. Mutations. they might have mutations you almost forgot about that, they might be born witcher's they were a first. the only ones of their kind. you sighed

"Don't worry, we will be equipped to teach them everything, Eskel here has a stronger affinity for magic I was a swords master but can also teach them the beastiary. so can Geralt and Lambert. But you must be prepared for them to have some witcher qualities, none of us know what they could be but we will be hear for them." you nodded to Vesemir you believed him you trusted him, and Geralt they would find a way you all would. Finally Geralt rose from the table.

"Jaskier lets go get the crib and set up the room, I’m sure we have a tin bath up there as well. Would you like to come look through the clothes...there might not be many" the beta nodded getting up you followed them to the door then stopped with a giggle.

"Eskel...you should come to if she wakes up and we're not here she might panic" Lambert bellowed a laugh as Eskel paled

"W-what you mean walk...and hold her...At the same time." you nodded staring unblinking. He heaved a deep sighed and rose moving slowly walking, well more creeping across the hall making Lambert holler louder

"Not as easy as it looks is it!?!" Geralt smirked crossing his arms over his chest as Eskel came closer shaking his head as you left the hall towards the old nursery.

#witcher fic #geralt x reader #geralt x you #geralt x y/n #witcher fanfiction #witcher imagine

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