#gregis

doodley doops to represent the shit I can’t post on tumblr! Be an adult to view! Your hints this time are: “Keep your hands on the wall” + wings

Geralt and Regis deal with the aftermath of everything.

He was still trying to process a great many things, his own heart was pointedly determined to focus on Marlene, but his logical mind quickly overrode it, and soon he was numb to everything but Regis’ droning lectures and Dettlaff’s soft observations. With the numbness, came the all too familiar feeling of being one step out of time with the rest of the world. He had suffered this feeling much throughout his life, and every time it was just as strange as the last. It had happened so often leading up to his first death, that he honestly thought that it was a common place thing. But now, he had a mirror to past actions and his whole mind flailed to a halt.

Panic began to build up in his throat. The numbness giving way to an acute pain that had haunted him, one that he thought he had left behind. It was a dangerous pain, the same pain that drove him to…

ignoring all current events, it’s Regis loving hours y’all