My original masterlist went poof and took a vacation to outer space so here is a new one! I am TinyThoughts on Ao3, and you can find my writings on tumbler under #dapanda writes!
I mainly write witcher fics, but from time to time I have to sneak in other fandoms…
Prompts are open!
- Ciri Science and The Idiot Syndrome - the collection
- Hand holding prompts 2020 masterlist (ongoing)
-I love you-collection (ongoing)
- Witcher ficlet masterlist 2023
- Witcher ficlet masterlist 2022
- Witcher Ficlet masterlist 2021
- Witcher ficlet masterlist 2020
- Hug prompts 2021 masterlist (finished)
-Passiflora drabble challenge 1 and challenge 2
- +18 witcher fics
-Writing horses - a little guide
- Pass it on (writing game, lets write together)
Panda Art
Harry Potter - Drarry master list
Original
Of bark and bloom - A little autumn fairytale
Multi chapter witcher fics:
-Dead I live 36/36 (rating E for gore) Ao3
Jaskier is killed and resurected by a necromancer. Geralt doesn’t know.
-Leave behind your heart 5/5
Hanahaki disease, but how can that be? Jaskier is not in love? Ao3 -
Hollow 4/4
part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4
Prompt, Jakier jumps in front of a curse and forgets Geralt
-I can explain
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Bonus +1
A series of events where Jaskier can explain, and one where he realy can’t
- Walk this earth with me 3/?
complete netflix canon rewrite where Jaskier is cursed and un ageing.
-Just Geralt licking things 9/9
Tumblr master post
As it sounds, Geralt licks everything he gets his hands on. Suggestions open!
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Guy makes a really stupid decision and gets in a car accident -> no real damage from accident but insurance goes up -> starts beating himself up over his stupid decision -> gets depressed -> starts to realize he's single and had crash been worse he'd die alone -> realizes he's never had a relationship or even a crush and starts wondering what he'd want out of a relationship -> starts to realize he doesn't really like girls so he thinks he must be gay -> realizes he likes girls and boys about the same amount, so he must be bi -> later realizes that "same amount" is none at all -> he's ace
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Is the main character of this thing I've started writing Lyonel, or some completely new guy?? And why don't I know??
He's just stuck out on a not boat in the middle of a storm - who ARE you dude
I passed a flower shop next to a tattoo shop and at first I laughed because I thought it was ironic and then i freaked because IMAGINE YOUR OTP IN A FLORIST/TATTOO ARTIST AU
I cannot BELIEVE a post I made when I was 13 is circulating! And also apparently started this trope? I thought somebody had the idea separately and it blew up that way😭
i love when tragedies are like “the love was there. it didnt change anything. it didnt save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that the love was there”
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"Yeah faries don't like me ever since I was a kid."
"What do you mean"
"They attack me on sight. They hold a stupid long grudge."
"What did you do???"
"When I was a toddler, I apparently put one in my mouth. I don't know if I managed to actually eat it, I sure didn't have enough teeth for it, but ever since, fairies gang up and attack me, like angry sparkling mosquitos…."
"Only you, Jaskier …. this would only happen to you…."
The above is a video shared by smrchildsadness on Twitter, showing a person participating in a pride parade exchanging a pride flag with a person standing on his (am using his pronoun based on the TikToks/Tweets of what happened) doorway who had a Portuguese flag. There are sounds of cheers and crying and the two people hug each other as they exchange the flags. The man at the doorway then waved kisses to the crowd within the pride parade.
The Tweet says: "NO YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HE WAS WAVING THE PORTUGUESE FLAG BECAUSE HE DIDN'T HAVE A PRIDE FLAG AND THEY TRADED FLAGS AND HE'S SO EMOTIONAL TO GET HIS OWN PRIDE FLAG I'M EMOTIONALLY RUINED"
For context, apparently they were worried that maybe he's a nationalist because he was waving the Portuguese flag and some nationalists opposing the pride march were waving that flag. But upon interacting with him, it turns out he didn't have have a pride flag and he wanted to wave *a* flag in support of the pride march. So they had an exchange and now he has his own pride flag 😭🥹.
The image above is a Tweet by kunwara_ladkaa that says "I'm crying so much right now (Image taken by Manuel Fernando Araújo/Lusa)". The image shows the same man from the pride parade crying as he hugs his new pride flag.
The above image is a Tweet by dudz_zZzz that says "ainda não parei de pensar nele," which according to Google translate from Portuguese to English is "I still haven't stopped thinking about him." The image is a drawing of the person from the pride parade, crying as he hugs his new pride flag.
there will never be anything as funny as the mutual disbelief between long form and short form fic writers about each other's style.
short form writers look at people writing 100k+ fics as though this is some sort of talent given as part of a fae bargain, that the commitment required shows some sort of ungodly mental fortitude.
meanwhile long form writers look at people writing 1000 word one shots like god I would cut off my left nipple to be able to say anything concisely. i would love to play with multiple ideas. free me from the shackles of this child I have birthed. i love them but I now must take them to t-ball and doctor's appointments and they're going to destroy everything I own.
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Ooo. How about "Burying your head in someone’s neck" with Geraskier for the hug prompts? Please?
12. Burying your head in someone’s neck
Uhm yes please. I could write 32 more of these, damn i love this prompt. Here be some silly sweetness coming right up!
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Traveling across the land has always been Jaskier’s favorite pastime. He goes where his feet take him, far and wide across the continent. He visits hamlets, cities, bogs and mountains. He watches the sea churn, the sky be painted, and the shadows pass in a forest.
And he watches the clear blue sky turn dark with clouds, and big fat drops of rain pelt him and the witcher.
They hurry to take cover as best they can, meaning they trod on along the road until Geralt steers them towards a small shepherd's hut. By then they are both dripping wet, Jaskier’s hair drooping sadly, droplets hanging off his nose and his ears, and Geralt is not better off.
Geralt drops Roach’s gear just inside the door, and then he shakes himself as if he were a great big dog.
“Ugh, Geralt!” Jaskier complains, being just within the splash zone. “You are not supposed to dry off on me!”
“Oh yeah?” Geralt asks, eyes glinting in a way that does not bode well (but stirs something rather nice and warm and fluttery in his chest).
Then the witcher launches himself at Jaskier, gripping his shoulders and rubbing his wet hair over as much of Jaskier as he can manage.
The Jaskier in question shrieks as cold, wet hair is being pressed against his skin, and he shoves at Geralt to get away from him.
“You! Absolute brute you! Ugh! Eeek! Stop! Stop it, you big oaf!”
“You did this to yourself,” Geralt says, changing his grip to make Jaskier stand still. But Jaskier is a slippery bastard, and it takes shoving Jaskier against a wall to finally trap him and keep him in place.
They might be a little out of breath after their tousle, just a little bit. Jaskier has to accept his fate as a human towel, seeing as he has nowhere left to run. Geralt’s hands are on his shoulder and hip, his forehead pressed against the side of his neck.
“You are terrible,” Jaskier mutters. “I’m all cold now.”
That is a lie.
Jaskier is getting warmer by the second, Geralt’s body against his doing wonders for his temperature. Again, Geralt changes his grip, and yup. Warm and toasty now.
“Better?” Geralt murmurs, angling his head so that he can nose at the collar of Jaskier’s tunic, his cheek pressed against the side of Jaskier’s face. His arms are wrapped around his back, and Jaskier can’t help but sigh and lean into it.
“Yes. Thank you.”
His own arms come up to rest over Geralt’s shoulders, and for a long moment they just stand there. That stirring inside his chest is getting louder, the flutters evolving into a stormwind, wrecking him with a mere touch of lips to the side of his neck.
They stand there for a long while, not talking.
Jaskier has visited many places during his travels.
But one of his favorites will forever be this little shepherd's hut, where all it took to finally bring his witcher close was a little rain.