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wickedpotions​:

✧･ﾟ　ZSASZ  ft.  yennefer

ZSASZ REALLY LIKED THE ATMOSPHERE OF THE DROWNED PRINCE .  yeah , the white rabbit was really nice too .  But he went there if he wanted to bug Stephie and Kitty Kate .  If he wanted to relax , to drink , to hang out with people - that wasn’t the place .  Which is why whenever he and Yenn met up for drinks , it was at the Drowned Prince .  (Also , secretly , he didn’t want to unless the Bats on her yet .) 

   He had his … well Zsasz didn’t have a signature drink .  His motto was the more fruit flavored and the more sugary , the better .  So today he was sipping on a daiquiri - strawberry banana because he felt like being annoying .  He took a long sip , slowly raising a brow bone at Yennefer .  ❝ So .  What’s up with the blonde mamoth . ❞

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Even across spheres, a night out still remained the same at its core. It was a little comfort to be able to maintain some semblance of normalcy when she was in the midst of an emotional crisis, and Yennefer was thankful for it. She was thankful for the improvement in alcohol quality as well. Back home, nearly anything you could reasonably get your hands on tasted like swill compared to the things these Earth bartenders could whip up. Yennefer favored something in the middle of the sweetness scale, but she wasn’t opposed to using her roots to her advantage (aka pounding back shots of high ABV liquors to prove annoying men wrong).

It was nice to finally have a friend here. She hadn’t expected it to be Zsasz, but he was interesting company, and they seemed to click in a weird inexplicable way. They had a little routine by now. When one of them needed it, they would call for a night out, and drink until they had solved the problem or got cut off from ordering. The latest topic was the whole Geralt Thing. 

Sighing at his question, and taking a sip of something called an amaretto sour (she was determined to try all of the most popular Earth cocktails at least once), Yennefer shook her head slightly, “I have no idea... I’m bored of this whole thing if I’m being honest. I think we’re going to be alright in the end. I just hate that it all went on so publicly.  I mean-- If we were back home we would have sorted this out forever ago, and I wouldn't have to worry about Ciri being out of the house on some foolish power display to show she still has some semblance of control despite us, and I would actually be able to have sex. So I’m down three for three here.”

picturedspells​:

✧･ﾟ    CATRA && MIDNA

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Catra was so shocked by the woman approaching xem that xir mouth gaped open, staring. The bright orange hair and the height on her was rather alarming, especially since Catra had thought xe were alone.

And then she sat down next to xem. Catra scooted away a little, not wanting to be so close. Xe stared at her, words failing xem. Catra wasn’t fond of the forced familiarity. If xe had been thinking straight, xe might have recognized the stranger as a kindred spirit—after all, this person had been just as desperate to leave as xe were.

Catra stared harshly at her, not answering any of her questions.

“Who are you and why were you watching me?” xe finally spoke, xir voice coming out harsh. “Don’t you know spying on somebody while they’re having a breakdown is a breath of privacy?”

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Midna had never been the best at words of comfort. She hadn’t had many friends growing up (mostly due to her royal status, and partly due to her lack of caring), so she didn’t have too much practice. Fiddling with the charm on one of her bracelets, Midna shrugged.

“I’m Midna,” she stated simply. “And I wasn't intending to watch you, silly, I was making my way about the forest when I heard you, and came to see what was wrong. I haven’t met someone else out here before.” Her explanation was genuine. She didn’t have much use for stalking people around the woods, especially those she had never met before.

After a moment, she continued as she smoothed down the fabric of her skirt, “I wasn't thinking how weird it is to see someone like me just melt out of the shadows and interrupt you like that. I only wanted to help, but it seems my actions were misplaced. I can leave if that would please you.”

picturedspells​:

⋆៹ ✩۪۟۟≭  Jenny && River Song

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Jenny didn’t notice River’s being slightly unsettled; she was far too excited about this opportunity. She gave her a big grin at the compliment.

“Oh yes, very. It does leave some gaps though. Given that I’ve traveled so much in the far future from this century, a lot of my knowledge is a bit out of date. Can’t exactly talk about the stuff that hasn’t happened here yet. Except with my dad and Bill. They’re time travelers too. My dad’s like, the expert time traveler. They’re called the Doctor. And Bill was their traveling companion before the two of them got stuck here.”

Jenny took a long sip of their tea. It had finally cooled to an appropriate level.

“What sort of flashes do you get?” they asked.

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River was surprisingly alright hearing Jenny’s tales of time travelling. That is until they mentioned Bill and the Doctor. For a moment, her heart skipped a beat. That couldn’t be right… could it? That didn’t fit, it couldn’t fit. Then again, she didn’t know much about either of their backgrounds. She knew they tutored Bill, and that they had a strange friend named Nardole. 

God, when had she become so obsessive about that stupid shop owner? It was unflattering. Beneath her. And yet she was stood like a deer caught in headlights for a moment. In an attempt to cover it, she slowly raised her mug to her lips and took a long sip. 

“I, erm, I don’t know really. Gut instincts on things I like and don’t. I denied them at first, but I found them all to be right. Like enjoying this tea over that or liking waffles more than pancakes. Occasionally I see some things from my childhood, but it feels more like a dream. All confusion and people watching me,” River shrugged a little. They got a bit frightening sometimes, but she wouldn't mention that.

ofmvoonlight​:

“Ah I am sorry about that. I’m Zelda. It’s a pleasure to meet you” the brunette said and smiled softly as they looked at him. He seemed to be a sweetheart and that was a nice change compared to some of the people she had ran into in recent days. People who just assumed that they could stop her just because she worked as a model. It was disheartening, truth be told. 

“And holding onto your arm would be nice. Once again thank you so much for being so kind” hooking their arms around his, Zelda took a deep breath in order to make her spinning head somewhat stable. 

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“Well, its nice to meet you as well,” Sam grinned back at her as they began to walk up the street. He liked them already. In all honesty, he couldn’t fathom the idea of people swarming him in the street like that. What Hobbit would? He would rather stay hidden away indoors forever than have to face that regularly.  “Ah don’t mention it, I’m glad to help.” Not wanting to intrude, but still curious, he asked the most prominent question in his mind, “So you have to deal with things like that often? How do you manage it?”

In order to help maintain her balance, he didn’t walk too fast. It took a bit of concentration as he had always had the nasty habit of stumbling over his own feet. As they approached the café, Sam opened the door to let them in first.

⌘ Follow Up Questionnaire of Yennefer of Vengerberg Wilczynski⌘

Restate your name and living situation.

yennefer | Yennefer Wilczynski. I live in a nice large flat with my daughter Ciri.

How long have you been in Sallow Hills?

y | Thirteen months now, since May of last year.

How well would you say you are handling your homesickness?

y | That's none of your business. I have Ciri and Geralt, and that's what matters.

Would you ever want to leave?

y | Easily, yes.

How would you describe your satisfaction with the town itself?

y | Its alright. There's nothing remarkable about this place that I haven't seen a million other human settlements do before

Any other comments, questions, or other tidbits you would like to add?

y | You all are so nosy, and I would appreciate if you kept your noses out of my business in the future.

snowballsandfun​:

Jack had gotten bored with the party at the community center and wandered outside. It was bad enough that he was stuck in one place, but most of the townspeople did not share his sense of humor–Loki notwithstanding, but he already made enough of a nuisance of himself to them that he wasn’t going to go knocking on their window in the dead of night demanding entertainment. Well, not yet, anyway. He wasn’t quite that desperate.

There had been no trace of his staff so he was still earthbound, but that had never stopped Jack. He’d climbed onto the roof of the community center, bare feet dangling over the edge. He was stealthily throwing snowballs at people leaving the party, the drunker the better. He was careful about it, and no one had yet figured out where they were coming from.

Until now. It gave him a small jolt of surprise to realize someone was looking at him. Everyone could see him here, and for as much as Jack had wanted that before, he sometimes found it off-putting now. So much easier to cause mischief when he was invisible. He grinned back, unrepentant, and lifted his hand in a little salute of acknowledgment.

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Never one to turn down the opportunity to enjoy a good party, Samwise Gamgee was happy to be in attendance at the community center. He was chatty at heart, and these sorts of events enabled him to talk to as many people as he pleased. Though, despite his enjoyment, he did have a job to get to in the morning. Leaving early, was the best course of action.

He had barely gotten ten steps out the door when he had nearly toppled over. Shaking snow from his hair, and brushing it from the sleeve of his arm, he looked around for the source. It hadn't taken him long to find it. He raised an eyebrow at the stranger’s salute.

“What’re you doing up there?” he called-- not mad, merely curious. “Y’know, most people don’t enjoy being hit by flying snow.”

picturedspells​:

 ⋆៹ ✩۪۟۟≭  CATRA && MIDNA

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Catra couldn’t help but smile a little bit. Midna was indeed perking them up, a task which had felt impossible an hour ago.

Xe felt a bit odd when Midna linked arms with xem. It was rather intimate, at least in Catra’s opinion. Xe weren’t used to a lot of physical touch from people that weren’t Adora. But it was nice, and xe let Midna lead xem, enjoying the path and the silence.

Xe weren’t suprised though when Midna spoke up. Midna definitely had a way about her. She seemed to be good at drawing Catra out of xir shell.

“Still at the B&B,” Catra said. “I hadn’t bothered looking for a place of my own, given that I was determined to get the hell out of here. But I suppose I should start looking now that I’m most definitely stuck.”

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Understanding what Catra meant, Midna nodded. Everything about arriving in this place was stressful, and she couldn’t blame them for stubbornly trying to abandon the place. 

“I suppose you should,” she agreed. “Places here aren’t hard to come by. There's a bunch of different options, and someone is always looking for a roommate. I’m sure you’ll find something soon enough. You can at least make yourself comfortable while you try and plan a break out or while you wait for your friends to show up.”

It wasn't long before they were nearing one of the roads into town. There wasn't anyone on the street that Midna could see, but that was to be expected at this time of night. The moon was high, and the hour was getting late. This was admittedly her favorite way to see Sallow Hills— blanketed by the soft glow of the moon. It was the closest to the feeling of home she could get.

ofmvoonlight​:

@bombadills​ | Sam

Being home after almost a month felt amazing. It proved once again just how resilient and stubborn Zelda was. The last thing they wanted at the moment was to just lay in a hospital room, staring up at the ceiling bored out of their mind due to the fact that there was nothing she could do in that room. All she could do was lay there and twiddle her thumbs and hope she would get to return home someday soon. And here they were. 

Hearing a knock at the door, the former princess let out a soft hum and made their way to the hallway, opening the door and flashing the familiar face a soft smile. “Samwise” she greeted. 

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The news of what happened to his friend had taken Sam by a major surprise. He hadn’t thought such things could possibly happen here, but there he went thinking again. He thought of Zelda often– if she was feeling better, if she was terribly frightened, how long it would be until she could get back to normal. When she had let him know that she was home and heading in the direction of normality once more, he was overjoyed and assured her that he would be round to visit her as soon as he had the chance.

He made it to her doorstep with a large covered dish of food in hand. It was only polite to bring someone in recovery a bit to help them on their way. When she opened the door, he grinned at her. Seeing her alright and in person took a weight off of his shoulders. “Zelda! Great to see you’re upright and about again.”

wickedpotions​:

✧･ﾟ　MERLIN  ft.  midna

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THAT HAD MERLIN INTRIGUED .  he’d met many people of different levels of magick and belief throughout his centuries on earth .  Even more in the short time ey’d been in town here .  Whenever someone brought up something he hadn’t heard of before , he couldn’t help but get excited .

  ❝ THAT’S REALLY COOL !  i mean , really really cool .  I’ve never met someone from a shadow realm before .  The Other Realm , yes , but the Shadow Realm . ❞  Ey had so many questions .  Was it like the Other Realm ?  How many Realms resided so close to their own ?  She was blocked from her Realm just like the magical beings were blocked from the Other Realm .  ❝ I’m from Earth , and it’s pretty similar to this but not quite .  I’m not sure if it’s just this town or if I’ve been pulled to some alternate version of the world I know , if that makes sense to you . ❞

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The reaction her little trick with the shadows elicited from Merlin made Midna giggle. It was rare for people to get so excited about them, but she wasn’t complaining. Most people from the Twilight had some form of shadow manipulation ability, meaning it was quite a common thing to do where she came from. “Thank you, thank you,” she said playfully, giving a mock bow, “I’ll be here all night.”

Midna had never heard of this “Other Realm” before, but went with it anyway. It would stupidly selfish to believe that there was only one alternate realm to her own, she supposed. 

“It does make sense. This isn’t exactly-- Well, this isn’t exactly my first time being chucked into an alternate realm, unable to get back to my own. I think at this point I should accept that its just something that happens to me,” she laughed lighthearted, but felt the statement settle into her chest a little more uncomfortably than she had planned. “I’ve never been to Earth before, though. Or even heard of it. I would hope its a little less cold than this place is.”

ofmvoonlight​:

Geralt felt so heavy. Because no matter what he did or said he only dug a deeper hole. He should have never even wrote the things he wrote in that group chat but yet he did. He made the decision to send those messages. Could he ever forgive himself for the things he had put Yennefer through? Yes sure people make mistakes but to constantly make the same one? Now that wasn’t a mistake that was just a habit. 

Just watching her and the beauty that she was, listening to every single word that left her lips, he sighed softly. Of course he wanted to fight for her. He would fight day and night, year after year for decades because he loved her that much. He didn’t want anyone else and he knew that the second his eyes landed on her all those years ago. Now Geralt wasn’t someone who believed in the notion of love at first sight. But if he did then what he experienced that day sure fell under that category. He wanted to spend forever with her but how would she know if he didn’t tell her?

He closed the gap between the two which could be a big mistake. But he was willing to take that chance. “I do” Geralt told her and nodded. “Yennefer” letting out a soft sigh, he tilted his head to the side. “I have wanted you from the second I saw you. You are so much more than anything I could have ever dreamed of. You are everything. My everything” looking away, Geralt felt the blade of guilt dig into his flesh once again. “But I hurt you”

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Had Geralt always been this infuriating? Yennefer supposed she had heard it enough times from people on their various trips about the Continent, but she had never actually considered its truth before. She considered little that did not pertain to her, especially in those days. Even if he hadn’t been infuriating then, he sure had figured out a way to be extraordinarily so now. He made her skin crawl, though she didn’t know if it was in a good way, bad way, or combination of the two.

Despite everything, if she were truly honest with herself, she still knew what she always had: she would never not choose to be with him. It didn’t matter what evils he did to her, as Yennefer would never be able to truly stay away. She did love him, and always had, even when he had made it extraordinarily hard to do so. Geralt could cheat, steal, lie, betray, murder, or do anything to anyone at all, and at the end of the day, she knew she would go back to him. She wasn’t stupid enough to think that to be healthy, but it was the truth of the matter nonetheless. 

“Geralt,” she breathed his name, but said nothing else until he had finished speaking. 

Yennefer listened, actually taking in his words instead of hitting them back with a metaphorical  verbal tennis racket. On a nicer day, in a better circumstance, she would have teased him, but this was a rare occasion of silence. 

“You did… You said something despicable to me, merely because you knew it would hurt, because you were angry with me for what I don’t even know. But I shouldn’t want to remain like this, not for any longer. Frankly, I’m tired of it-- of all of it.” The mage paused, knowing that she could get one last jab in making him wait to hear her choice; her last bit of cruelty on the matter before she finally relented. “I think it's best if we stop acting fools, and put this situation behind us. I think you and I both know that's how this was always going to end, and I don’t see any point in drawing it out any longer.”