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Some more cropped sneak peeks at Hannigram stuff - a reimagined TWOTL scene, a scandalous hook up at the BAU Christmas party and going undercover at a night club. Full versions here

Community Label: Mature

Sexual themes

Community Label: Mature

Sneak peeks at some nsfw supernatural themed Hannigram art - a ghost AU, a Frankenstein AU and a witches’ sabbath inspired AU (that last one might be a little too racy for tumblr even when cropped, so we’ll just have to see if this post stays up)

The full versions can be found here

Community Label: Mature

Sexual themes

Sooooooo…. weird eh?

Can be interpreted in a few ways, I like the idea that The Count has just discovered he can feed on delicious cherry pie from the local diner, he didn’t actually need all that blood and murder after all :o …perhaps the owner of the diner is a cute, curly-haired local guy…

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My ref pic was a photo I took of Mads at the Manchester con XD

Fics in GIF: The Dating Game by lielabell

“Alpha two here, Stiles,” the curly-haired one says. “My ideal for our first date would be you and me and the first season of Buffy. I’m thinking pizza, beer and an all night marathon. What do you say to that?” Stiles lets out a delighted laugh. “Well, I’m more of a season five guy myself, but hey. I’ve still got love for season one. And you can never go wrong with pizza and beer. So, yeah. Great date, Alpha two. What about you, Alpha one?” Alpha one rest his arms on the back of the white couch they are sitting on, head tilting back thoughtfully. “I’d take you to the boardwalk at Santa Monica. We’d do the rides and games thing until the sun set, then we would walk down the beach to this little Mexican joint I know that is overlooking the ocean. After that, I’d take you back to my place for some desert.” “Oh I bet you would,” Stiles says, his voice wry. “Let me guess, you’d have something sweet for me to lick?” Alpha one laughs at that. “How’d you know?” “I’m just clever like that,” Stiles shoots back. “Anyway. Moving on now. Alpha number three?” Derek lets himself smile, because he’s got this one in the bag. “Comic-Con.”
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OH MY GOD! THIS IS AMAZING!  I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!!!!!  THAT’S MY FIC! YOU MADE THIS FOR *MY* FIC!  EXCUSE ME WHILE I DIE OF HAPPY NOW!

Draw Me Closer

Hey @srapsodia​ - that’s a really lovely concept you’ve got there. Would be a shame if something…. happened to it. Inspired by this art. A sort-of Companion to Journal Keeper.

Geralt gets hurt. Jaskier is forced to look in his notebook. What he finds in there makes him wonder if his witcher might really be his witcher after all. 4.7k words, rated T. Contains: near death experiences, Geralt whump and heaps of pining.

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Jaskier knows that Geralt keeps a notebook. At first he assumes it’s a journal, then he suspects it’s a bestiary of some kind; a way to track hunts and potions and monsters. Geralt has to write all those formulae down somewhere, surely. No one man can remember all that, witcher or not.

Geralt keeps a notebook, and Jaskier does not look at it.

He wants to look, of course. Part of it is a kind of professional curiosity. Part of it is that he truly is interested in the beasts that Geralt hunts, the potions he brews and bombs he crafts. It’s a fascinating study and, more to the point, Jaskier can’t help but feel like he ought to really know these things, so he can be better prepared to keep himself safe. Keep them both safe.

Geralt, in his grumpy way, shares the rudimentary facts - and after many years Jaskier has worked out the ingredients to most of his potions, knows where the best alchemy ingredients grow, knows what a perfectly ripe berbercane fruit looks like so it’ll be at its most potent. He’s learnt - through both Geralt’s half-hearted lessons and a few hands-on experiences - which is the deadliest end of a slyzard (the back end) and what to do if you come across a mysterious flock of crows in a silent forest (run).

But he’s learnt all of these things through working them out himself, or bothering Geralt into simply telling him how, exactly, one brews Swallow. He’s never been given a glimpse into his notebook - his journal or bestiary or whatever it really is - so he can see it written in Geralt’s hand.

Jaskier has a romantic heart, compounded by years of art and study, and he knows better than most that a person’s notebook is often much more than parchment and leather and ink. It’s their soul, distilled, even if all they write about is monster guts and counting coppers. It’s because of that that he doesn’t press the issue: he understands the familiar urge to keep such a personal thing close to one’s chest.

And, unfortunately, it’s because of that that he’s so desperate to see what’s inside. He can claim it’s curiosity or a desire to learn or the need to better understand the creatures they face every day, but he knows that they’re just pretty half-lies, concealing the crux of the truth:

He wants to know Geralt. He wants to know him in every way it’s possible for him to know someone. If Geralt’s journal is his soul, Jaskier wants to take the leather-bound book in soft gloves and turn every page and drink it in. He wants to bind it in linens and lock it away, safe and secure.

A big, HUGE thank you to all the writers that made 2018 a great fic year. To those that I missed,I’m so sorry!!! And big hugs to everyone else that make the sterek fandom a great place to call home. I love and appreciate you all!! 

Here is a not so short list of great sterek fics written in 2018. If you’re a new sterek fan the 2016 list is here, and also 2017