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Chapters: 5/5

Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Prince Adrien/Kiyan (The Witcher)

Characters: Prince Adrien (The Witcher), Kiyan (The Witcher)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, New Year's Eve, New Year's Kiss, New Year's Fluff, Sickfic, Fireworks, situationship - Freeform

Series: Part 2 of Stray Cat

Summary: Adrien is sick, stuck in bed on New Year's Eve with a flu that’s only made worse by his mind fixating on Kiyan. After a week of unanswered messages and no sign of the man he can’t stop thinking about, Adrien is on the edge.

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Adrien hoped that after Kiyan had finally opened up a little over the holidays, maybe things would start moving in the right direction. Maybe this bizarre situationship could morph into something less undefined. But that hope had fizzled out along with his energy.

 With a heavy sigh, Adrien dragged his phone out from under the pillow for the hundredth time, staring blankly at the message screen. Their conversation thread was painfully one-sided. The last text read: “At least let me know you’re alive. Everything okay?”

 It had gone unanswered. Just like the five messages before it.

 The worst part was that Adrien’s worry wasn’t completely irrational. When he’d last seen Kiyan, the guy had looked like he’d been in a fight. Judging by the scars Kiyan already carried, it probably wasn’t unusual for him, but Adrien couldn’t shake the image. Was Kiyan ignoring him because he didn’t feel like replying? Or was he lying in some alley, beaten and broken? The thought twisted Adrien’s stomach until he felt even sicker.

 That nagging dread had driven him out night after night, hitting every bar and club in hopes of running into Kiyan the same way he had before. Instead, all he’d found was a nasty cold that had him pinned to bed on New Year’s Eve.

 Adrien knew where Kiyan lived—at least, where he’d spent Christmas Eve. But he had every reason to believe the place was just a squat and that Kiyan might not even be there anymore. And showing up unannounced at his door? That crossed the line into desperate territory, even if Adrien had considered it more times than he cared to admit.

     Please...  

 He started typing another message but stopped, thumb hovering over the keyboard. Was he really about to humiliate himself again? Probably. It wouldn’t be the first time Kiyan had made him feel like a lovesick idiot, and Adrien was sure Kiyan knew exactly how desperate he was. The realization burned, and frustration flared hot enough to make his hands shake.

Chapters: 3/7

Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Prince Adrien/Kiyan (The Witcher)

Characters: Kiyan (The Witcher), Prince Adrien (The Witcher), Original Male Character(s), Original Male Character(s) of Color, Original Female Character(s), Mention of various canonical characters

Additional Tags: Unbury The Gays, Rare Pairings, Post-Possession, Post-Quest: Cat School Gear Scavenger Hunt (The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt), Witchers Have Feelings (The Witcher), I Shook A Witcher And Intergenerational Trauma Fell Out (The Witcher), Witchers Need Hugs (The Witcher), Emotionally Constipated Witchers (The Witcher), sort of established relationship, Birthday, Found Family, compromises, Main Character(s) of Color, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Panic Attacks, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Gifts, Rituals, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Series: Part 3 of Unbury The Gays

Chapter 3 summary: Kiyan always tried his best not to think about Adrien when the nightmares came back. He didn’t want to confuse his memories of the prince with these horrible images; he didn’t want to contaminate them with fear and doubt. He had put too much work into definitively separating the twisted visions that the demon had served from reality. But now he desperately needed Adrien to be with him.

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Kiyan woke up in a cold sweat. He sat up in his bunk and scanned the room with narrowed pupils. Nothing but the moan of the wind, the splashing of water, the rain hitting the decking, and Gisbert’s calm breathing as he slept in the next bunk. The evidence should have been calming, but Kiyan’s heart was still pounding like a blacksmith’s hammer. Finally, he realized why his instincts were screaming danger. His mind was playing tricks on him, imposing on this scenery a memory of how, in almost the same cabin, under the same natural circumstances, he was overpowered and kidnapped by a mage…

This is absurd  , he chided himself, now furious with the weakness, trying desperately to control his breathing.  I have been on ships and boats many times since that and never–

COWARD , a hissing voice violently disturbed his thinking. WEAK. VICTIM.

Kiyan put his hands over his ears. It was for nothing; the voice was deep in his head.

  You are still scared, admit it. You tremble like a leaf every time you hear thunder, you cannot sleep when it rains, you are still afraid that Ireneus will come for you again.

His lungs were burning as he struggled to breathe evenly, and Kiyan could swear he heard footsteps outside the cabin door, could smell magic in the air, even though his medallion rested quietly on his chest. He could hear the mage whispering a spell even though there was no one in the cabin but him and Gisbert. He was getting contradictory signals from everywhere, and the hissing voice was poisoning his mind and not allowing his heart to calm down.

It’s all the same again. You want to go back to your prince and the storm is raging, the voice whispered inexorably. You are back in Bremervoord and going to Novigrad. The mage will come for you again and throw you into his dark dungeon. He will torture you, he will break you, and you will once again belong to ME.

Kiyan felt as though his fear would burst his galloping heart. He wanted to scream, but he couldn’t make a sound, couldn’t even take a fucking breath. He had to somehow control his breathing before he could start to think logically. He’d been trained to listen to his instincts, but right now they were telling him Ireneus was here and he had to do what felt impossible and shut them out. He closed his eyes and desperately searched for an anchor.

Arist asks

i think you'll find that nothing is too much for my brain that is set on overshare (also thank you so much for asking!! and welcome to this mess i call my art blog!)

2: How long have you been drawing?

Well, I know I posted my first piece of digital art on deviantart in 2012 Before that I did "fanart" and stuff traditionally of shows like Pokemon, Yu-Gi-Oh or Kim Possible and before THAT I drew horses and dragons and wolves/dogs (because of course) All the latter of course in the way children draw and not actively going for it internet wise with any of that in mind

5: What’s your favorite thing to draw?

People in general (which is amazing considering I hated drawing people as a child when my favorite things to draw were dragons and horses and dogs) and anything fantasy like To be more specific I really love drawing eyes and hair And well, my love for dragons didn't leave either I also love designing stuff but by god I would never draw what I can come up with on the regular because the details could get too much (as a side note I do feel like this came by naturally because I just have and make so many oc's for whatever reasons, be it for my own stories or be it for "I need more people in this cat caravan art)

7: How often do you use references?

hrghdgs barely I more often use 3D assets in Clip Studio Paint I have nothing against references-they are amazing and helpful but I am too lazy to go find what I want (exactly how I want it) so I'd rather struggle with something until it's good enough I do tend to use them quite a bit when first drawing a character from somewhere just to get a feel for them and how I want to portray them in my style etc (and sometimes I come back to that when I strayed too far for what I like, and sometimes I don't because how I draw them just feels right for me and what I want out of that art) But yeah I don't really use them all that often for poses, or anatomy, or how clothing falls, or shading etc

13: Do you prefer to keep your art personal, or do you like drawing things for other people?

I think it's a mix? I wouldn't just draw something that I myself wouldn't like in general but I definitely have drawn things for other people that I didn't have any attachment to or knowledge about and it was also fun For the art I generally post here it's all for me, but it's amazing to see that yes, others like it and they share their thoughts about it and with those I get more inspired and the wheel keeps going I do post most of the art I make here with the exceptions of some too simple thoughtless sketches I just made for warmup or out of sheer boredom or because I forgot because I did them right before I went to sleep But yeah, most of the art here is just personal in some way or another considering all my oc stuff I post uncaring if people want that or not ;p

26: For digital artists: what program(s) do you use?

Chapters: 5/5 Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Prince Adrien/Kiyan (The Witcher) Characters: Kiyan (The Witcher), Prince Adrien (The Witcher) Additional Tags: Modren Au, Artist/Muse, Painting, Rare Pairings, Fade to Black, Lack of Communication, Miscommunication, mention of suicidal thoughts, Not Beta Read

Summary:

Witcher Kiyan with his demon inside. From our Who sows the wind, reaps the storm fic

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