#tusk writes

[starsfic]

Okay but like; consider this: Azure Lion (reformed? never a bad guy? still a bad guy?) trying so, SO hard to get MK to like him. He really wants to woo the Monkey King but doesn't think he can move forward without his "son's" acceptance (after all, if (when) Azure Lion marries the Monkey King that will make MK his son too).

"You gotta tell Azure to leave Xiaotian alone."

Yellowtusk blinked at the direct words of his former sworn brother. "Hello...to you too, Wukong?" he said. "Can you hear me?" These phone things were so finicky sometimes.

"Yes, I can hear you, Yellowtusk. And I'm serious, tell Azure to leave Xiaotian alone. The kid made it pretty clear he wanted things to happen on his timeline."

As far as Yellowtusk knew, Azure had been leaving Sun Wukong's successor alone since he saved his life. Wukong came by sometimes, to make sure everything was going alright and Azure was following the terms. "What has he been doing? As far as I know, he's been leaving the boy alone-"

"He's been leaving dead animals on the kid's fire escape, too big to be from a normal cat. Apparently the kid just thought it was some kind of courting gift to him, and then Yin and Jin ended up on his fire escape half dead."

Oh. Well, okay then.

He couldn't even really deny that. Azure, as far as he knew, was the only one that had the cat instincts to hunt. The others did hunt, but it was more of a bonding experience, and with weapons. "Has he explained why?"

"Actually, yes, he left a letter with the bozos." There was the shuffle of paper on the other end. "Something about wanting to mend bridges, wanting to fix things...I think he even added a marriage proposal to me somewhere in there?"

Yellowtusk sighed, reaching up to rub his temples. Of course.

"I'll...talk to him."

Hopefully Azure would calm down once he realized he was scaring Xiaotian.

#my writing #LMK #Monkie Kid #LEGO Monkie Kid #Yellow-Tusked Elephant #Sun Wukong #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #prompt fill #prompt fic

[puppetmaster13u]

Oh boi even more of One au in like 3 hours lol

I like to think that like how in @phoenixcatch7's Doll au there's gas versions of like cures and such in the batfam's gas masks since they don't need to breath when possessing the puppets right? I like to think there's an organic version of that with the meat puppet bodies, at least with Bruce, where the plates on his neck opens up into vents of sorts, pictured here with a few spikes removed for visibility reasons.

This gas could be some cures for like Joker venom & Fear gas and such, or it could also be sedatives, paralytics, could even vary between each member. (For example in the Cryptidverse Steph has Anesthetics on her claws, Jason has reflective powder that mimics embers/sparks, Cass has paralytics, etc). Honestly I am just brainstorming so this could definitely change lmao

I do like to think they start developing their own venom though, gotta' have those fangs & tusks for some reason lol

#meat marionette au #batman au #cryptid batman #cryptid batfam #body horror #batman #dcu #dc #Sorry Phoenix if I am spamming you lol #Honestly I feel like Bruce & Kane are the only ones with like big-ish tusks as though to show they're the fully grown ones of the group #Batwoman has set up shop in Bludhaven while Bruce usually sticks to Gotham me thinks but they still help each other out because family <3 #God I want to ramble about their language and body language and stuff so bad lol I love world building #I also totally haven't been writing a drabble for this for the past hour lmao #The caves have a favorite mortal and It's definitely Bruce lol #Okay but now I am thinking of how Bruce & Clark could meet the first time lol #Bruce can definitely sneak up on Clark if he wants to and it's probably terrifying lol #Something I will have to think about for later I suppose #What are the tunnels? Fuck if I know lol #The drabble totally isn't from Its pov tho lol (definitely not) #Tumblr don't eat my tags 2023 #Bruce definitely freaks out the first time he sees his second body #Not helped by the fact the first time he sees it he is piloting it and emerging from a flesh wall #All stumbly like a newborn deer (not helped by long limbs and body all differently proportioned & more limbs lol) #The secondary body's face is something between a human and an animal's muzzle #Dick deserves electric organs like an electric eel so he can shock people #Y'know what Cass deserves pitch black flesh & organs- like I am talking vantablack barely lets in any light black #Bruce is probably more wary about taking in kids what with the whole eldritch thing beneath the streets but really what choice does he have #All of them were already trying to do vigilante work & they'll end up killed if he doesn't help them :/ #He loves them but he *really* wishes the tunnels didn't take a liking to them as well because they're already traumatized enough #He wishes it didn't call to them like it did to him so long ago

[bunnidarling]

Peridots and Rubies

This is a longfic retelling of my BG3 playthrough with my half-elf bard, Averyll Springheart with a heavy focus on his romance with Astarion (and a bit later including Halsin). The main plot drives my story forward, but those big events are glossed over through journal entries as I turn my focus to the characters and their relationships.

The Erotic Education of Averyll Springheart

This story explores the origins of Averyll's particular preferences and kinks, during his early twenties when he spent some time with a tiefling paladin of Tyr named Claude and his half-orc blacksmith husband, Grimm. Written with @capraqueen featuring her OC: Claude

The Corsair and The Sea Nymph

Five years before being abducted onto a mindflayer's nautiloid, Averyll indulged in some leisure time in Lathtarl's Lantern as he toured the Sword Coast. While relaxing on the beach, he had a rather unconventional meeting with a traveling rogue. Written with @thatcerealkiller featuring her OC: Angelus

Tusk and Horn: Origin

Grimm, a half-orc soldier is ambushed by a group of Asmodeus cultists and narrowly escapes death’s grasp with the help of an unknown savior: a tiefling paladin of Tyr named Claude. Deciding to partner up, the two young men can’t deny the raw attraction rapidly forming between them, even though one desperately tries.

Written with @capraqueen featuring her OC: Claude

#baldur's gate 3 #tavstarion #astarion x tav #tav x astarion #bg3 fanfiction #bg3 fanfic #dnd fanfiction #dnd fanart #other people's OCs #OC: Angelus #OC: Claudius Casthor #Grimmonth #Averyll Springheart #OC: Averyll Springheart #My OCs #my writing #ao3 fanfic #ao3 author #ao3 writer #masterlist #smut #Peridots and Rubies #Tusk and Horn

[xiewho]

i love love love the way you draw gorgug!! you give him so much personality :)

ouhhh omg thank u so much 😭😭 he’s my favorite bad kid so i tend to overthink a lot when i draw him haha but im really glad u like the way i draw him :’)

#‘gorgug from fh’ WRONG. he is actually my oc #out of all the bad kids hes actually the hardest one for me to draw #which is painful cause hes my fav but its ok we ball #i have so many hcs so if i draw him different every artwork uhh it is what it is #my thought process when i draw him is like ok yeah he’s cool but like #hes also so lame 2 me #i cant make him look too cool .. . . i wont allow it #sometimes i gotta reign it in guys #glasses gorgug is so real to me Btw #so funny to think abt tho. glasses goggles And headphones #where do u keep all that…. #i forgot what the original purpose of these tags were i just like talking about him #bro i still havent figured out the logistics of his tusks #idk how to do certain shorthands for mouths anymore cause im always like. #where do the tusks fit into all this. #and i really enjoy rendering eyes so the fact that goegug is js so ⚫️⚫️ is so funny to me #i cant spell but im not writing that tag again #ill stop here HAHAHA #thank u anon <3 #asks

[optiwashere]

Random thoughts create silly fics.

This fic is all my own mind poison because I thought, "what about her birthdays?" one time. First morn days in the Forgotten Realms have the kinds of celebrations you'd expect, but for someone who was a Sharran most of her life?

Rating: G

Category: F/F

Ship: Shadowheart/Trans Fem Tav

Summary:

While still recovering in Baldur's Gate, Shadowheart nearly forgets to tell Asheera it's her first morn day. Or: Shadowheart can't remember what it's like to celebrate her birthday.

#bg3 #bg3 fanfiction #shadowheart #shadowheart x tav #asheera x shadowheart #oc: asheera #my fic #silly fun nonsense before I get back to just A Lot of Smut again #but really... #I'm just imagining Nocturne and Shadowheart sneaking away to their lil hideaway to celebrate their birthdays #and it's DESTROYING me #also this random idea got shockingly long because I could not stop writing dialogue #I love writing large groups and it's been a minute since I've been able to write some characters' voices #plus I like including details like “shadowheart thinks asheera's tusks are cute” so fuckin' sue me

[eggyboyoart]

Chapters: 4/?

Fandom: LEGO Monkie Kid Relationships: Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque & Reader, Qi Xiaotian | MK & Reader, Nezha (Monkie Kid) & Reader, Tang (Monkie Kid) & Reader, Long Xiaojiao | Mei & Reader, Sun Wukong | Monkey King & Reader, Yellow Tusk Elephant (Monkie Kid) & Reader, Peng | Golden-Winged Eagle (Monkie Kid) & Reader, Original Female Character(s) & Reader 

Characters: Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque, Qi Xiaotian | MK, Nezha (Monkie Kid), Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Long Xiaojiao | Mei, Yellow Tusk Elephant (Monkie Kid), Peng | Golden-Winged Eagle (Monkie Kid), Original Female Character(s)

Summary:

You awaken to strange sounds and even stranger company; leading to you and Yellowtusk having to stage a rescue for an unexpected individual.

#quest for the furnace #INTRODUCING PENG #WE LOVE ONE (1) SASSY GOLDEN EAGLE #lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk x reader #lego monkie kid x reader #lmk yellowtusk #lmk yellow tusk elephant #lmk peng #yellowtusk #peng #yellow tusk elephant #Lego monkie kid Yellow Tusk Elephant #lego monkie kid yellowtusk #lego monkie kid peng #eggy writes*~

[yoursonlucifer]

fia boginya

#i forgot to color the tusks dont @ me #naddpod #eldermourne #tag for when i write posts #tempted to tag this my art but i wont even though i did make it

[cacophony-eg]

Hi!I really liked your work "Moon Knight and the Sun King" - I look forward to continuing, is the continuation connected with season 4?

Hi!

Thank you so much! =3

Season 4 has definitely influenced my story, but mostly in relation to Macaque and Wukong’s past. Such as when Liu’er mimics Peng to get his point across to Macaque, I originally had other characters from JTTW say that about Macaque. (*cough* one of the monkey generals *cough*) But with season 4 introducing more characters from a time when Macaque and Wukong were close, those roles have now been taken by the Peng, Azure, Tusk. (This also works as great fore-shadowing for when/if I introduce the camel ridge trio later on)

My brain is already coming up with an arch involving the trio but don’t expect that to actually happen anytime soon. I want to get through the arches I already have planned for Moon Knight and Sun King before I try to tackle an Arch where Lady meets/helps/works with Azure, Peng and Tusk.

And I encounters the ink curse, cause we all know Lady has a weak spot for individuals that are created through strange circumstances. ;3

#lmk #lego monkie kid #moon knight and sun king #lmk season 4 #lmk ask #lmk azure lion #lmk yellow tusk elephant #lmk peng #lmk golden winged eagle #lmk fanfic #lmk fanfiction #my fanfic writing #my fanfic #my fanfiction

[starsfic]

if Ur accepting prompts, what if wukong was trying to get Macaque and Azure to stop arguing because Wukong wants to be with them both

Another day, another fight over Sun Wukong.

Of course, DBK mused, watching as his two sworn brothers stand in front of Wukong, fight wasn't a good word for it. Both Macaque and Azure were too refined for a proper fistfight over a man who would quickly shut that down. Instead, it was more like slight jabs that occasionally became a sword when Macaque really got out of his shell.

Yellowtusk was already pulling out the scoreboard.

Today, however, seemed different. Both Macaque and Azure had gifts for the golden monkey, like usual. They were already wounding up into the jabs and swords. However, Wukong looked strangely annoyed.

Was he in the middle of something? Usually, the two reserved to bother him when he wasn't doing anything, which was a lot of the time. However, there were moments like training or tending to his mountain where Wukong was busy.

Maybe...

DBK rose to his feet, ready to call out and suggest that Macaque and Azure give Wukong some space. Before he could speak, there was a loud "Oh, for crying-"

And then he was grabbing Azure's collar and yanking him down.

"Hm," Yellowtusk sighed. "I guess Azure wins." He wrote out a line.

Azure certainly looked like he was winning, based on his sheer look of delight. His gift, a scroll from the village across the bay, dropped to the ground, and his hands rose to grip Wukong tight. Wukong shifted his face, and a quiet moan slipped from one of them.

Macaque, meanwhile, looked like Wukong had yanked out his heart and stomped on it. DBK couldn't help the flare of pity as tears welled up in gold eyes. The monkey turned.

Before he could march away, Wukong pushed away from Azure. "Come here, you idiot," he said, grabbing Macaque's tail and yanking him close. Macaque chirped in surprise as he was turned around. "I want you both, I'm getting you both." And with that, Wukong was yanking Macaque down and into the same passionate kiss he had given Azure.

Yellowtusk and DBK blinked.

"Huh."

"Never mind," DBK glanced back in time to see the elephant erase the scores. Instead, he wrote down WUKONG. One thick line divided the board. "Wukong wins."

#my writing #BlueEclipse #Shadowpeach #Lionpeach #LMK #Monkie Kid #LEGO Monkie Kid #Demon Bull King #Yellow-Tusked Elephant #Sun Wukong #Azure Lion #Macaque #Peng isn't there bc if they were they would've straight up killed Wukong

[thatmultifandomchick]

I fucked around and created a Tusk sequel pitch I may or may not actually post.

#I say this nonchalantly #but really it took months #just to write the plot synopsis #and I’m very excited about this #lol #tusk 2014 #kevin smith #writer problems #wallace bryton #fan project #fan sequel

[the-kaedageist]

tagged by @tarydarrington to do sunday six, even though it is way past Sunday at this point!

Every Sunday, share six sentences from your current WIP and tag six friends* *Sunday is only a suggestion, please post your own any time in the week!

The following snippet is the last bit I wrote and contains major spoilers for 2 Tusk 2 Love, so read at your own risk! (Although I do think these are spoilers more of the “how the fuck are you going to get to that point” variety, which are by FAR the most interesting...)

This is a bit more than six sentences, but not by much?

“Ah, yes,” said Bren. “I forgot to mention that part. Apparently, our world is generated from a smut novel.” Essek wondered if this was what it felt like to have a break from reality. There was no way that any of this could be real, no matter how much the spell they’d crafted had seemed solid in theory. “I believe our spell has backfired,” he said. “You cannot have just said our world is out of a…romance novel.” The Mollymauk-lookalike grinned at him. “You know, ‘smut’ isn’t a dirty word.” He peered at Bren. “You look almost the same as him, but magic man is almost completely different. What gives?” Bren brushed his fringe of hair from his eyes and gave him a look. “Different histories,” he said. “No way,” said Veth. “Caleb, does this mean you could have been a little shit if things had gone slightly different?” She sounded delighted. “No,” said Widogast. “Yes,” said Bren, radiating smugness.

Tagging with NO pressure: @essektheylyss @kmackatie @mllekurtz @natrenwal @caltracat @rainydaymonk and anyone else who’s interested!

#memes #my fics #my writing #snippets #tusk love: the behemoth

[morninkim]

Paradox Pokémon explanation I'm going with for SV timeskip:

Paradox Pokémon are brought into the present day from alternate timelines through Sada's time machine, which uses the concentrated power of Tera Crystals to travel time - however it's really channeling and focussing Terapagos' own reality shifting abilities due to its proximity to the Zero Lab Underdepths

Terapagos itself warps reality when met with a strong enough desire due to absorbing massive amounts of Terastal energy over several millennia - it brought the originally observed Paradoxes to the present for Heath's expedition team to witness because it felt Heath's desire to discover something extraordinary in Area Zero and brought forward (Sada's, later Florian's) Koraidon and (Titan) Great Tusk - Thus starting the events that would lead to Sada reading the Scarlet Book, becoming fascinated by Paradox Pokémon, and building the time machine in Area Zero

During the (loose) events of SV Timeskip, 10 years after The Way Home, the time machine has mysteriously turned back on and is bringing more Paradox Pokémon to the present. However, these new Paradox Pokémon are robotic - not at all like the Ancient Pokémon Sada had studied - and seem to resemble several creatures described in issues of Occulture Magazine

#pokemon #pokemon sv #sv timeskip #my writing #IM THINKING IM THINKINGG #cause clearly. especially w the sada/turo scene at the end of indigo disk. terapagos can bring things forward/backward in time #or like warp reality in some way. but obviously has to be near a lot of tera crystals in order to do it #and cant do a lot by itself #so i dont think its a stretch to say terapagos itself brought koraidon and great tusk/iron treads to heath's present #and then sada used tera energy FROM terapagos to power the time machine and bring in more than just one at a time #I LIKE TO THINK I LIKE TO CONSIDER THINGS #anyway. this is mostly for me and my ref but also is just my headcanon for paradoxes #they are incher etching to meee

[bunnidarling]

Art by @evaporatingvoid

Except from "Welcome Company"

Grimm listened thoughtfully, watching Claude’s expressions and gestures as he told his story. He was so wrapped in his narration he didn’t notice the few times Grimm’s gaze lingered over his plump lips. When he caught himself he would quickly direct his eyes back up. “Sometimes it feels as though the world was made for elves and man and the rest of us have to spend our lives proving we are not ‘monsters’. Your quest is a noble one.” Gods, he didn’t want to talk about himself. He didn’t really care to talk at all. He craved more of Claude’s stories and his silky voice. “Before I was born, something happened to my parents. I’ve been looking for more information to lead me to those answers, or at least to the people I can ask more questions to. Maybe there will be more answers at The Gate. I didn’t have any luck in Candlekeep.” He felt heat rise up in his face as he had the intrusive thought to push Claude back on the hay to discover what other kinds of sounds that beautiful voice could make.  

Claude continued: “So you’re telling me you’re… all by yourself? No family? That’s… Rough. You know, what I can offer is not exactly fun by any means, but I’m not looking to use you as free labor or the like. It’s more of a kind of ‘you scratch my back, I scratch yours’ deal. If you’d be interested in that. I’ve been without sane company for so long I’ve started talking to squirrels and birds.”

“It simply is. I don’t lament it, but I am curious.” Grimm laughed then, an honest to gods laugh that sparkled in his eyes, “That isn’t difficult to imagine. I am happy to assist as I am in your debt. And you sell yourself short. Your company is quite enjoyable.”

A proper shiver traveled up the paladin’s spine at the sound of a hearty laugh rolling off his lips, it was somehow a little odd to hear such a thing from a laconic, even-tempered man like him; but all the same it was positively lovely. And it also seemed that there was no sweetheart waiting for him at all. 

Claude’s mother’s greatest wish was for him to eventually settle down and carry on their bloodline. For that, he knew he needed to have a woman. And women were fine enough. So the young tiefling had aimed for women since he discovered that thinking of other people naked could make your dick hard. Even though men had always been equally capable of making him hard. Like this man right now. Hells. 

“Okay, so you’re a man with a mysterious past,” Claude declared with a rather cunning smile. “And you’re not… hired by anyone? Not in any guild? I pray to Tyr and follow his ambitions. And you are right, it’s not a world for the likes of us. Speaking of which,” he continued in the same breath, “please ask me to shut it if I’m overstepping, but surely you are not pure orc? I might be mistaken, of course, but it’s pretty obvious from your, um… Features.” 

“Am I mysterious?” Grimm asked with a bemused smile, “I suppose I am, even to myself sometimes, really.” He plucked up a piece of hay and set it between his teeth, “My features? Whatever could you mean?” He let the tension hang in the air enjoying the color that crept across Claude’s cheeks before chuckling a bit, “No I don’t think I’m pure orc, though whatever the rest of me is I haven’t a clue. I was adopted as an orphan to serve as an apprentice to a smith. He told me that the woman he purchased me from said my mother was an elven noble that had an affair with one of her guards, but it sounds like some kind of fey spun tale, if you ask me. Likely nothing but a peasant woman’s fancy.” 

“But elf, you know, it makes sense,” the tiefling said, his voice betraying his excitement. “Since you know, elves are said to be...” He cleared his throat again. Grimm noted that was something Claude tended to do when he was getting flustered. It was cute. “You might be part elf,” Claude said, finally.

“Elves are said to be… what?” Grimm asked, unsure of what Claude meant. He was a little surprised, how easily conversation flowed with his new companion. It was nice. He thought he may have said more in the last ten minutes than he had over the last ten years.

Damn, Claude thought. Ignoring gorgeous men wasn’t usually this difficult. Well, sometimes it was, but not to this degree. Grimm was the perfect image of what he desired in a man: big, strong, comely face but with a certain… gentleness to him. “Pretty”, he admitted as casually as he could muster. “Elves are pretty.” 

Grimm pulled a knee up and rested his arm atop it, tilting his head down to Claude with a lofted brow. “Not a word I think I’ve ever heard attached to my name.” He still wore the little smile, and of course, that only enhanced his attractiveness. “You think I’m pretty?”

Get the whole thing here:

#tusk and horn #ao3 writer #dnd fanfic #fan favourite claude #claude and grimm #my writing #bunnidarling

[dyke-a-saur-writes]

Dhurgan “Roarin’” Fjorgan of Clan Gruz-Kraza 

Born in the Fjorgan clan of Gruz-Kraza, Dhurgan belongs to the second eldest litter in a family of nine orc cubs. She won her first ritual fight when she was twelve and fell in love with martial arts as a result. Going to Malak National University on a wrestling scholarship, She hopes to be scouted by a fighting agent. But this school year might have other plans (and an omega) for her...

The alpha is boisterous, outgoing and kind, though she can be stubborn and obnoxious at times. Her favorite food is anything to do with meat, though she may have an unhealthy love of protein shakes.

She’s excited to make the most of her four years at uni, meeting new friends and achieving her goals!

#tusks #bandaid-writes #my oc brainworms #art tag #orc girlfriend #omegaverse #female orc #orcs #dnd #world of warcraft #Dhurgan Fjorgan #she is literally sunshine incarnate i love her so much #like I can’t wait to gush about her all over again

[eggyboyoart]

Chapters: 3/?

Fandom: LEGO Monkie Kid Relationships: Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque & Reader, Qi Xiaotian | MK & Reader, Nezha (Monkie Kid) & Reader, Tang (Monkie Kid) & Reader, Long Xiaojiao | Mei & Reader, Sun Wukong | Monkey King & Reader, Yellow Tusk Elephant (Monkie Kid) & Reader

Characters: Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque, Qi Xiaotian | MK, Nezha (Monkie Kid), Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Tang (Monkie Kid), Zhu Bajie | Pigsy (Monkie Kid), Sha Wujing | Sandy (Monkie Kid), Long Xiaojiao | Mei, Yellow Tusk Elephant (Monkie Kid)

Summary:

The chronicles of your first three days travelling with Yellowtusk The Wise.

It goes better than you had expected.

#quest for the furnace #uncle yellowtusk SAY WHAT #SWORN UNCLE BONDING IS WHATS UP BABY #lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk x reader #lego monkie kid x read #yellowtusk #yellow tusk elephant #lmk yellowtusk #lmk yellow tusk elephant #lego monkie kid yellowtusk #eggy writes*~

[dapandapod]

Tusks

Written for @lakka-arts​ and her very cute monster/beast/mutated Geralt!! She also made wonderful art for this little piece!

This is pure floof, just two boys being soft with each other! Thank you Frank for helping me Beta read it, was well needed!

Please enjoy! <3

WARNING: Please know there is a scene in the fic where Geralt cuts off his own tusks/teeth, and there is a description of it, with art. If you wish to skip it, it is marked up with ~before and after, though the art is still in the middle of the text. It doesn't affect the story.

On Ao3

Geralt is not sure if Dandelion knows the significance of what he is about to get.

Dandelion knows about his filing his tusks, he knows about how they grow too large sometimes, biting into his cheeks, just below his eyes. 

There are even small scars from when it has happened, and when they are deep in their cups, Dandelion likes to touch them.

Which is also what inspired this gift.

During the winters, Geralt can let his tusks grow freely (as freely as they can) before either cutting them completely or using one of their big grindstones. 

After a decade together, and after Geralt's feelings growing beyond what he thought himself capable of, he is finally brave enough to express it.

Been planning it for a while too, with the encouragement of his brothers.

Only Lambert has done this before, confessing under the stars late in the night. He wouldn't tell them who, but he told Geralt how much it would hurt, and how vulnerable he would be.

"Is it really worth it?" Eskel had asked, and Lambert and Geralt both had thought about it for a moment, before deciding yes.

The pair of twin daggers, made of his own tusks, an ancient witcher tradition, given to a loved one.

So late autumn, Geralt stopped filing them. Dandelion had started giving him side glances, and by the time they parted for winter, the tusks had gotten past his nose. Still neither said anything.

Mid winter, it reached his cheekbones, but not until they pricked his skin, did he take action.

~

With the cutting thread around the tusk, the wooden grips in one hand, he measured how far down he would have to cut for it to become a useful blade.

Lambert was right, he was going to be vulnerable for a long time.

It hurt like all seven hells, blood dripping down his lip and chin, and as the first tusk clattered to the floor, he dreaded to start on the next one.

His jaw was throbbing, aching, but there was nothing for it. This was his own decision, his own need to express himself.

The second tusk joined the first, and Geralt felt dizzy with relief.

It had been decades upon decades since his tusks could be covered by his lips. His mouth tasted like iron, a taste all too familiar to him, but it was done.

~

The rest of the winter he spent shaping them. Sharpening them. Making a handle out of a deer horn, polishing them and making sheaths for them.

When spring came, he was later than usual to leave the keep.

The final touches to the twin blades, carvings made into the leather of Dandelion’s favorite flowers, it all took him time to finish.

And now, with Dandelion in front of him, after a reprimand of being a lazy, lazy witcher leaving the poor, lonely bard waiting, Geralt finds himself hesitating.

What if he doesn't understand it?

What if he does understand it? What if it is unwanted, if Geralt read too much into the easy touches and affection Dandelion gives him?

"Oh dear witcher mine, what happened to your tusks? Did Eskel knock you around again?" Dandelion coos, snapping Geralt out of his reveries.

Geralt feels terribly self conscious, even worse as the innkeeper is eyeing him with poorly hidden contempt.

"Upstairs?" He asks, leaning into the soft touch of the poet’s hand against his cheek.

"I have a room." Dandelion agrees, and off they go.

Witchers don't get scared. Absolutely not.

But his palms are feeling clammy, his chest is doing that fluttery thing it does when he thinks about Dandelion, even worse now when it is just the two of them after such a long time, and for what he is about to do.

This won't do.

He steels himself, digging through his bags and presenting his gift.

"Geralt." Dandelion breathes, accepting them from Geralt's hand. "What is this?"

"Eskel helped me with the leather carvings. He's got a fine eye for details."

Dandelion unsheathes one of them, gasping as he turns it into the light.

The blade is pale, smooth, the edge sharp enough to cut a paper. The grip is perfectly sized for Dandelion’s hand, the balance impeccable.

"Are these...?" Dandelion looks at him, eyes unreadable.

"For you, yes." Geralt dares.

"Did you cut off your tusks to make me these, Geralt?" Dandelion puts the dagger back into the sheath, thumb tracing the seam along its side.

"I did." His heart is beating hard in his chest.

The look Dandelion is giving him is hard to read, hell, he has never been good at reading people to begin with, but this one is particularly complicated.

For a moment there is only silence.

Geralt flexes his clammy hands, hoping he didn't overstep, hoping that he at the very least will accept them.

"Are you aware of the tradition of gifting blades to your betrothed?" Dandelion asks slowly.

Geralt blinks. He wasn't aware that was a human... human-ish thing too.

"Didn't know human does it too." Geralt ventures. Dandelion just keeps looking at him, that strange look in his eyes making Geralt want to just take three steps closer and hold him.

"Too?" The poet asks.

"If you want to, they can only be knives. Only a gift for a friend."

"And if I don't want that?" Dandelion takes a step closer, just one, and the room around them fades from view, every ounce of his attention on the musician in front of him.

"Twin tusk daggers mean something very important to Witchers, Dandelion." Geralt too takes a step closer, the world shrunken to just the two of them. "Meant to protect one of our own, the one we can't bear to lose. I made them this winter for you, if you will have them."

If you will have me.

"Tell me if I'm reading this wrong." Dandelion all but whispers, taking that last step pressing their lips together.

Geralt's lower lip keeps catching on the edge of the tusk, but it doesn't matter.

All that matters is Dandelion’s arms around him, that he accepted, that he is gripping Geralt's shirt hard enough to almost tear, the possessive little licks that Jaskier bestows upon his lips, his mouth, over his teeth.

"I think you will find I am very hard to get rid of." Dandelion mumbles against Geralt's lips, smiling and brushing their noses together.

"Counting on it."

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