10 Works by bubblebrat_bot
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Jaskier eyed Aiden once again. The demon looked like Aiden, the bartender that Jaskier had come to understand as a friend, but his skin was dark as night and where his forehead met his hairline small spiked horns sat adorning him. It wasn’t so drastically different from the man he had worked alongside, and the demon still had enchanting emerald eyes and a rock hard body that was guaranteed a leer from all who looked upon him. Aiden was Aiden, just a touch cosmetically different. And not to mention Aiden had a tail, a fucking tail!
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*on hiatus due to rewrite*
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- Part 4 of My witcher fics
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The path knew Lambert's feet. If Lambert were to look behind himself, there wouldn't be any footprints but the path remembered the weight, or maybe Lambert remembered the weight of the path.
Lambert worked patterns worn so thin his life resembled the old tapestry hanging in the hall at Kaer Morhen. His days like the threads torn and strung back together with a clumsy hand. His minutes fading like the colors overtime.
Lambert is a traumatized grumpy puppy. That's it.
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- Part 3 of My witcher fics
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Somewhere deep.
Deep, dark and cold.
Not even a breeze to solidify that Jaskier has a form. Something tangible.
Somewhere deep, dark and cold is arresting him, at least something of him.
Jaskier thinks of a mountain.
The vast deep, below and beside and among, gathers and Jaskier can tell its a cliff.
He is on the edge. He could jump. Jump with limbless legs. Fall and fall to nothing. No one. Not one. No longer.
But another somewhere is calling.
He gasps and gasps and gasps for air when he wakes. Gulping and trembling and kneading his fingers into the wool of his tattered blanket. Tangible.
Somewhere, he sits up.
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A more experimental piece where Jaskier is suffering.
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- Part 2 of My witcher fics
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Words are Hard by bubblebrat_bot
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game)
08 Mar 2022
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It was the same and it was different. Quiet wasn’t enforced but welcomed between them as they shared the same space. After a long day of singing old shanties ensured to bring soft chuckles and smiles to the wolf witcher's face, Jaskier and Eskel would move together wordlessly to get themselves settled in for the night. Jaskier had never known a routine to feel so comfortable. He’d never known just how much warmth a soft summer’s evening could bring, nor the combined sensuality of feeling appreciated and capable. Traveling with Eskel felt like all the warmth in the world was channeled directly into his chest, its rays working to eradicate any fears and worries wrapping themselves between his ribs. Jaskier had imagined the warmth—maybe deliriously, and maybe more than once—as Eskel’s treasured little pygmy goat, lil’ bleater, munching on the blackberry barbs buried in his bones. He may have had yet to meet her, but he felt the goat sounded like an honest representation of his runaway feelings.
Jaskier loves Eskel and he loves words. Jaskier would also do anything for the gentle wolf.
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- Part 1 of My witcher fics
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Atsumu had been living in Paris for a couple months and though many things attributed to his comfort and happiness in the city, the greatest impact — by far— had been the guess monster himself. Every shared smile and laugh, every movie night and marathon hosted when he felt a bit down, and the special chocolates left for him at his apartment or after practice that had helped Atsumu to feel less alone.
Satori had become a huge part of Atsumu's life. They didn't see eachother everyday because of their busy schedules but when they could manage it — when Atsumu could manage it — he spent as much of his free time with the redhead as possible.
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- Part 2 of Chokorēto Satori
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So when the formal letter arrived from the King and Queen Consort on Keiji’s eighteenth birthday, breaking off their son’s engagement, it did not bother Keiji in the slightest. When he received a personal letter from the Prince, delivered by a faithful servant, that bled endless apologies, it did not irk Keiji. He did not blame the Prince for it was no fault of their own that their autonomy had been ignored — it was not their fault that a business deal had been brokered with them as the pawns and subsequently relinquished due to an improbable circumstance.
Akaashi and Kenma have carved a new life for themselves in a small village in the Fukurodani Kingdom. Can Akaashi ensure their continued safety? Or will new obstacles present themselves that even Keiji cannot plan for.
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Maybe there were a host of reasons this wasn't working. He'd thought up a list and reviewed it quite often lately. He was a beta. He was loud. He was focused on volleyball. Maybe even the fact that at 24, he still found time to fight his brother on the smallest of things. But in the end, the list really didn't matter. He was in love with a man who, despite how much Atsumu gave of himself, was sleeping with another.
Atsumu is tired. His life is leading somewhere but he doesn't have any idea where and he leaves Japan for some space to figure it out.
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- Part 1 of Chokorēto Satori
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Tadashi Yamaguchi wasn't just your average witch, he was a cursed witch. To most folks this was neither good nor bad. This was just the way the cookie crumbled so to speak. Sure, some cursed might find their burden more helpful than others but their burden would be exactly just that—their burden to deal with alone. But Tadashi wasn't most folks, he was a witch cursed with luck. And gods did he feel wholeheartedly unlucky right now as he stood staring into Miya Nook and Cranny.
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After seeing an achingly familiar face from a mountain close to his heart yet terribly too far away, Tadashi has to face the things he has been avoiding.
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- Part 3 of Miya Nook and Cranny
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Of course, Motoya Komori put any uninformed in their place, as he paused in the mid-afternoon rays and closed his eyes to let his skin soak up the warmth. That's not to say that the sun didn't hurt sometimes. Like other magical and non-magical beings, vampires' pale skin could easily get sunburnt. And like other beings one could remedy this by using sun protection products—the reason for Motoya's afternoon jaunt. A smile broke across his face as a breeze brushed through his hair and down the city block. His cousin, Kiyoomi Sakusa, had complained about a shop in the area. The shop in question was a family run apothecary with good reviews online. This, along with Kiyoomi’s entertaining description of a mouthy blonde witch manning the front, had Motoya figuring he should investigate for himself.
Motoya Komori goes to Miya Nook and Cranny to get vampire sunblock and leaves daydreaming about a witch and a fox.
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- Part 1 of Miya Nook and Cranny
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In a shop as big and as magical as Miya Nook and Cranny it should be much more difficult to overhear any of its patron’s conversations. At least that is what Atsumu thinks as he works on a special daylight brew for one of his most loyal customers—who just happens to be his brother's new boyfriend. He distractedly levitates the ingredients into cloth bags while trying not to act conspicuous, leaning into the hushed murmurs the cousins share in the back by the flora, missing the first bits of conversation.
Atsumu Miya, an empathic witch, eavesdrops on a conversation and a big misunderstanding ensues.
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- Part 2 of Miya Nook and Cranny