Dance Music

had it all, anyway, blast from the past, i never did put this on AO3

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I don’t know what this is, it just happened while I was sitting here this morning. 1000ish words, gen, Natasha and Steve and Sam and Bucky, warnings for language and the Mountain Goats.

The door slamming open startled Natasha badly enough that she actually visibly flinched. Fortunately, her startle was covered by Steve’s reaction, which was to violently fling himself over the back of the couch and come up in a ready position with the shield.

It was Sam. “You assholes!” he yelled.

“What,” Steve said, eyes almost as big as the shield.

“Romanoff! It has to have been you,” Sam fumed.

“What,” she said, having composed herself and just now putting down her book as if she hadn’t had to peel her nails out of the spine of it.

“Who the fuck,” Sam demanded, stalking into the room and slamming the door behind him, “told Bucky to listen to the fucking Mountain Goats?”

Steve looked utterly blank. Natasha didn’t even try to keep the horror off her face.

“Sam,” she said, “I’m an asshole, but I’m not stupid.”

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New work: Fit For Pearls

witcher, wlw ciri, you know this is heading for an ot3, i can't rest, femslash february, yes really

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CIRI GETS A GIRLFRIEND!

Chapter 1, on AO3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/31289303

I thought I’d never get this beat into shape enough to post, and the rest of it still needs work but here is chapter one. Also, sorry, I have forgotten how to write tags. There are no warnings for this first chapter, and maybe will be warnings on future ones so I will add them then, but I have no thoughts left, only empty head, and I cannot think what else this ought to be tagged with. Uh suggestions welcome!

“This is a very clear explanation of a very complex situation,” the Princess said. In the morning light, her eyes were a staggeringly clear shade of green as she looked directly at Luliana’s face.

I want her to always look at me like this, Luliana thought, and had to make herself smile and look down. (Your picture was not posted)

Lady of the Lake book excerpt

then calls her his!, dying, the witcher, emhyr var emreis

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[[uh spoilers for, uh, everything]]

whoooo here is ready for some Terrible Dad Feels from everyone’s favorite urcheon-made-good??? (For context: neither Ciri nor Yennefer knows who Emhyr used to be.)

“We appreciate your favor,” Yennefer nodded gravely. “Your Imperial Majesty?”

“Yes?”

“Please, as far as possible, don’t harm my daughter. I wouldn’t want to die with the thought that she’s crying.”

Emhyr was silent for a long time. A very long time. Leaning against a window. With his head turned away.

“Madam Yennefer,” he finally answered, and his face was very strange. “You may be certain I shall not harm your and Witcher Geralt’s daughter. I’ve trampled human bodies and danced on the barrows of my foes. And I thought I was capable of anything. But what you suspect me of, I simply wouldn’t be capable of doing. I know it now. So I thank you both. Farewell.”

He went out, quietly closing the door behind him.

[…]

At first [Ciri] put on a brave front. Erect, with head haughtily raised and stony-faced, she pushed away the gloved hands of the black-cloaked knights, looking boldly and defiantly at the menacing nose-guards and visors of their helmets. They didn’t touch her any longer, particularly since they were stopped from doing so by the growl of an officer, a broad-shouldered soldier with a silver braid and a white heron-feather plume.

She walked towards the exit, escorted on both sides. With her head proudly raised. Heavy boots thudded, mail shirts clanked and weapons jingled.

After a dozen paces she looked back for the first time. After the next few the second time. Why, I’ll never, ever see them again. The thought flashed with terrifying and cool clarity beneath her crown. Neither Geralt nor Yennefer. Never.

That awareness immediately, all at once, wiped away the mask of feigned courage. Ciri’s face contorted and grimaced, her eyes filled with tears and her nose ran. The girl fought with all her strength, but in vain. A wave of tears breached the dam of pretence.

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like the more i think about this the more i realize that this, out of everything in the books, is the only thing i actually genuinely care about the Netflix adaptation getting right.

Like. The ruthless Imperator of Nilfgaard, at the culmination of twenty (? thirty?) years of plotting– to take back his throne, to circumvent this prophesy and save the world, to crush his enemies and much of the known world– is now face-to-face with this girl and the people who raised her, and the adoptive mother faces death with dignity and asks him not to make her baby cry, and then the girl is crying, and he realizes he cannot do it, cannot continue his plans, cannot do what is necessary to save the world. And he embraces her, and calls her his daughter, and then he walks away. He walks away and leaves her with them.

I —

You know, I can roll with a lot, with this Netflix thing, and I don’t care that deeply about the books in general? But oh boy, I care that they don’t fuck this up. (Your picture was not posted)