#traumschwinge

He did, but medium haired!Emhyr does in fact have several new bad braids at least twice a week courtesy of adult Ciri.

(also courtesy of @tygerlyla, bless her art skills :D)

Menhir Mystery

Author: traumschwinge

Beta Reader: bookscorpion

Artist: Omaano

Rating: E

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Word Count: 29,516

Pairing: Geralt/Duny, Geralt/Emhyr var Emreis

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Violence, Folklore, Magic, Curses, Murder Mystery, Age Difference, First Time, Rated For Violence

Summary:

Roaming the mountains as a witcher does, Geralt stumbles upon a farm infested with ghouls. The investigation of the buildings yields signs of violence. And what he hears when asking around in the nearby village tells him something strange is afoot on the mountain. An old elven shrine, confusion about when the farm had been abandoned, strange tales of a monster roaming the forest. Curiosity piqued, Geralt sets out to unravel this mystery.

Headcanon A:

Edward takes after Izumi and becomes a proud househusband and good dad.

He builds something akin to dorm/motel for Winry's patients. So she doesn't have to travel to stay in Rush Valley for long periods of time.

Also the place comes in handy when so many of their friends gather together.

Headcanon B:

He keeps in touch with Riza, pouring to her his heart whenever he can't do that to Winry or Al. Ed asks after Roy only in passing and only addresses him as Colonel even years later.

Headcanon C:

That time when he healed himself after fight with Kimblee and all years he supported Al's body - all that shortened his life span more than he initially assumed. Also/or he inherited whatever condition that Trisha had.

Headcanon D:

He let go of alchemy but thought that maybe he still can learn alkahestry. But he never succeeded.

For @traumschwinge - hope you enjoy darling!

Canon AU, takes place pre-Dark Phoenix. Erik & Logan as grumpy not-quite friends in Genosha :D

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"You need some chickens."

Erik looks up from the tangle of seaweed, driftwood and fishing net, squinting a little against the sun's rays reflecting off the water. It's just the two of them today, working on the beach, doing repairs on the boats and fixing lobster traps while Rictor heads out into deeper waters with Franny and Akiri.

"Chickens?"

"That's what I said."

Curiosity piqued, Erik drops his section of the net and takes a slow drink out of his water bottle. This is the first time Logan has made any kind of comment or suggestion about the commune, and maybe the first time he's initiated a conversation with Erik since his arrival two months ago to Genosha. Even then it wasn't much of a chat; a simple request for shelter in exchange for work, and no questions or explanations.

He still doesn't understand, why the man isn't helping with Charles' School or with the X-Men, instead of digging ditches and chopping wood in the middle of nowhere. Erik knows Logan only as the man from the future; someone Charles trusted with his life and his secrets, and who trusted Charles in turn. Whatever the man's running from; whatever demons might be dogging his steps...he knows without a doubt that Charles would empathize, and do anything to help him.

Then again, maybe he does understand.

"What would we need?"

Logan spits out the stick he's been chewing on, and drops a handful of matted seaweed onto the pile at his feet. "Not much. A sturdy coop. Some good feed. A rooster and few hens to start. I'm sure we can get everything we need from a farmer on the mainland."

Erik huffs, not quite hiding the smile pulling at his lips. "What's this 'we' business? How about 'you' take care of it, since it's your brilliant idea."

"Fine," Logan says, rolling his eyes. "But then I'm gonna keep the eggs all to myself."

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The first thing Gabriel notices when he wakes up is that the sun’s been up for a good while, which means Jack probably let him sleep in instead of waking him up when he left the bed. He’s bundled under so many different types of blankets that it’s hard to leave the nest he has created for himself in Jack’s childhood bed.

“Fucking cold,” he mutters grumpily as he tries to get one leg out and trips over the edge of a blanket that’s been slipping towards the floor, “Fucking Indiana”. He feels a chill running down his back as soon as he stands up next to the bed, and ends up stealing one of Jack’s hideous Christmas sweaters, the one that has a smiling reindeer and a red nose that lights up. (It’s also scratchy as fuck.)

He goes downstairs and frowns at the house being completely silent. He guesses Jack’s aunts must have been out and wonders if Jack went with them. Then he reaches the kitchen and sees him there, kneeling on the kitchen floor and trying to put reindeer antlers on the family dog, who’s currently napping and too old to care about Jack’s antlers. Gabe laughs at Jack’s attempts to wake her up for a picture and Jack finally raises his head, smiling. “Morning, Sleeping Beauty. I’m glad to see you didn’t freeze to death.”

“Ha ha,” Gabriel rolls his eyes at him, teeth chattering a little. The kitchen is too cold and he guesses Jack started the fire that's crackling in the fireplace pretty recently, because the warmth hasn’t spread yet. “I guess I deserved that. I wasn’t prepared for how fucking cold winters are here.”

“Yeah, well. You’re a California boy.” Jack pats the dog one last time and stands to go greet Gabriel with a kiss. He scrunches his nose at Gabriel’s morning breath and goes to the kitchen counter to retrieve a mug of hot chocolate. “Here, drink this. It has peppermint.”

Gabriel gasps, offended. “Are you implying I stink?”

Jack snorts. “No, I’m just trying to warm you up.”

He kisses Gabriel’s cheek before going back to making breakfast. “Drink that and come get your huevos rancheros, you oversized manbaby.”

:’))) aw man the image of little me lecturing will o wisps not to be mischievous is making me laugh :’)!!!