Jaskier, joyfully splashing water on his bare, broad, hairy chest: Oh how lovely, a refreshing stream.

and never answered because I was hit by a major social burnout back then, and the social pressure of answering asks (or well, compliments) overwhelmed me because my perfectionist ass desperately wanted to draw something for all of them since they meant so much to me... so ofc I ended up neither drawing something nor answering them... until now!

@lookoutrogue​ @erinbeast​ @sohydrated @alexerion (can’t tag all of you because of privacy settings ahh...)

Thank you guys!!!!! I am absolutely thrilled to know that you all like my Eskel, that you like him big (at times fatter than at others depending on a lot of chance and my mood)! I’m also glad that you like the big nose I give him, and that you think he’s comforting, and I’m so honoured that alexerion came into my inbox to tell me that my fat Eskel inspires them to try and start appreciating their own body more?? Wow... that’s something that I’ve been thinking about for a lot, and it really is such a big honour for me that you’d ascribe that kind of power to my art. Thank you all that you decided to tell me such, too! It has been movitating me a lot to explore more about Eskel and the body I give him, and it’s also been so interesting from the drawing perspective, because coming from anime (but also general media...), I’ve never drawn a chubby or fat character regularly before, let alone this often (I’ve counted well over 50 art posts on my art blog that include him!! That surprised even myself!). Drawing him fat makes me happy too, and I cherish it so much to know that it makes so many of you happy as well :’)

@circadianx Along with the Eskel asks came these really cute geskel ones. It’s so cool that you pick up on the design contrast I’ve been applying and exploring for these two characters in the past months, and it’s even cooler that you like it!! I’ve automatically drifted more towards a thin and lean Geralt the moment I started drawing him with Eskel (if you go back to last year’s April-July, you’ll find some really buff Geralts), and that has definitely become more extreme over the time I’ve been drawing them! It’s so fun to see that you guys notice it and tell me about it... :)))

And you, @paintingraves​ ! I think I’ve told you way back that I got your ask. Thank you now officially, it delighted me so much!!! Thank you for supporting me :D

I’m going to post these drawings separately as well because I feel like if someone wanted to reblog them, it would be kinda weird if these asks got circulated along with them... so if you want to reblog them on their own, here’s the drawings-only post :)

This is excellent, and also, whenever I encounter Jaskier with stays/corsets, I immediately think of the opportunities for softness of Jaskier being sore after wearing one, and Geralt being a soppy idiot about it.

Now THAT is the hurt/comfort I crave

Jaskier: Ouch, I shouldn’t have laced it tighter than usual. :( Shoddy workmanship, too, one of the bones is jabbing my side---

WAIT YOU'RE WRITING FOR THE WITCHER NOW???

omg idk what happened i tried making it angsty then i thought about how dorky crowley is and then it kinda turned funny

Below left Aziraphale and Crowley alone for a lot longer than Above did. 

Aziraphale had thought they were safe. After their stunt with the holy water and Hell fire, he thought they would be considered off limits. They had started their new lives together as university students living away from their strict parents for the first time would. They drank wine, dined out, took walks in places other than St. James park, danced, laughed, and found a reckless adventure every so often. 

They were happy. For the first time in 6,000 years they were truly happy. 

There was a cottage in South Downs they had their eyes on. Aziraphale was approaching Anathema to take over the A.Z Fell & Co., training her to find authentic books and repairing them. They were going to embrace “retirement” as humans called it. 

Everything was going well. 

Until Gabriel showed up in Soho. 

“I don’t want to be here as much as you don’t want me here,” he said, holding up his hands as he walked into the bookshop. “I just have a message.”

Aziraphale stayed behind his counter. “From who?” 

He tried remaining impassive. He squared his shoulders and lifted his chin. The days of being intimidated by the archangels were long gone. 

“All of us,” Gabriel said. “Turns out having a rogue angel on Earth is less than desirable for Heaven. Who would have known?”

Aziraphale clenched his jaw at the sarcasm. “And what does… She think about it?”

“She’s been AWOL. Needless to say, between Her and you, things haven’t been running so smoothly.”

“Oh, what a pity,” Aziraphale tutted. “What is it you’re having trouble with? Colluding with Hell to kill your own without Her permission?”

Despite having cut ties with Heaven, Aziraphale was still on the mailing list (annoyingly). There had been memos that God wasn’t pleased when she found out about the Hell fire incidence. No one knew if she knew about the holy water in Hell, but Aziraphale could only imagine how Michael was reprimanded. 

“You have a lot of nerve talking about colluding with demons.” Gabriel’s voice was rising. “If you and your demon hadn’t made a mess of things with the apocalypse, none of that would have happened and we wouldn’t be in a mess now. So, shut up and let me finish.”

Aw, thank you so much! I’m glad! 

Oh wow! You’re the second person to tell me that! The first being this one guy in one of my classes.