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Fic Summary:
After the Kingslayer escapes to Aedirn, both Vernon Roche and Iorveth have favors to request of Geralt. But all he wants is to catch the Kingslayer - so rather than helping one or the other, he argues that they would be more likely to capture the Kingslayer together.
Chapter Summary:
Geralt tries to convince Iorveth that the Scoia'tael can work with the Blue Stripes.
Merry Christmas (eve) everyone! Tbh this is not a big holiday for me, but it’s the first one without my dad, so I’m trying to stay distracted. To that end - would you like some WiP snippets?
Here’s how it works: send me a number from the list below and I’ll share a snippet from that WiP! Actual WiP list is under a cut because it is loooooooooooooooooooooooong
As we all know, all great writers procrastinate the shit out of writing by finding random tasks to occupy themselves with. Well, I’m a data analyst, so uh... this is my random task lol. It’s called “how much porn does Llama write?” The answer: a lot, but actually less than I thought.
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Okay, so my impression that like half my shit is porn is not wrong, I just need to finish more of them!!
*Works in Progress (under a cut, because the list is ridiculous)
For the fic guessing game, how about the word 'spiral'?
Huh, apparently I use "spiral" a lot in porn WiPs lol. "thoughts spiraling away", "spiral of ridges around an elven cock", etc.
Searching for spiral turned up a lot of fics I've already published, BUT here are 2 snips from works in progress.
From a Geralt/Iorveth(/Roche) WiP:
When Geralt pulled back, it took several moments for Iorveth to remember anything aside from the sensation of Geralt’s kiss. Once he did, all it took was one look at Geralt’s face and the soft smile on it to send his mind spiraling away again.
From an Iorveth/Roche WiP:
Iorveth’s cock curved upwards towards his stomach, and it looked more or less like Roche had imagined – a long, tapered length with a spiral of ridges around it – but his imagination hadn’t prepared him for the silkiness of the skin against his mouth or the way it twitched against him at the touch of his stubble.
Whoops, I almost forgot today was Wednesday! But I remembered in time, so have a treat.
Before Vernon could respond, the other man, who must be Geralt, pulled him into a kiss. From the way that Vernon shuddered, Geralt was very good at kissing in his dreams.
Iorveth rather wished he had the personal knowledge to know if that was accurate or not. He was fairly certain Roche didn’t either, but he approved of the assumption.
Geralt – the real Geralt – coughed and shifted beside him, and Iorveth meant to turn to him, to check in and make sure he wasn’t – well, too horrified, perhaps? But somehow his eye seemed to have gotten stuck on watching his counterpart kiss up Vernon – Roche – Vernon’s chest and across his collar bone until the dream Iorveth was settling his teeth into the curve of Vernon’s neck and biting down hard just as the dream Geralt released Vernon’s mouth.
The sound Vernon made was orgasmic and Iorveth felt a curl of heat in his own gut, which had him shifting his weight from foot to foot and clearing his throat.
Love
This is from the next part of The Woodland Fox and The Temerian Hound
Iorveth snorted, a rough noise through his nose that the court gentry would despise. Roche immediately loved it.
Okay, I just realized that was loved instead of love, so you get a bonus one. This is from a Geralt/Iorveth/Roche WiP I have that’s called A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes. And just because I made a banner for it, I’m including that.
Geralt’s eyes were dark, his pupils almost eclipsing the yellow irises that humans found so unsettling. There was a storm of emotion in those eyes and Iorveth found himself thinking that he’d love to have an eternity to learn how to parse them, to learn how to truly read this witcher, this man who helped Iorveth’s cause even though he had no reason to.
AKA Iorveth and Geralt accidentally see Roche’s sex dream involving them because harpies stole the dream.
As the cave wavered back into being, there was a grating screech and harpies descended once more.
“Try the orange one,” Geralt suggested after they were done, wiping the blood from his blade casually.
Iorveth cleared his throat and replaced his own blue crystal with the orange one, slipping it into his pocket. It wasn’t as if his dream was powerful enough to be the one they needed anyway.
As the world went hazy around them again, Iorveth almost thought he caught Geralt sending him a sympathetic look.
Noises were the first thing he noticed. Obscene noises.
“Great, another sex dream. Don’t dh’oine ever get tired of being horny all the time?” Iorveth grumbled. They’d already been subjected to an uncomfortable peasant dream involving Saskia and a threesome and frankly, Iorveth was not looking forward to more awkward not-looking-at-each-other dancing around with Geralt just because humans couldn’t keep it in their pants.
Then he heard his name, growled in Geralt’s low voice. Except Geralt was still standing next to him, which meant Geralt was in this dream and dear gods, please don’t let this be one of his.
“–only one Iorveth hasn’t defeated, hmm?”
“Vernon Roche?” Iorveth blurted.
He and Geralt glanced at each other and then inched forward in the room that slowly arranged itself into being around them. They rounded the flimsy room divider to find the dreamer sprawled on the ridiculously large bed and did indeed see Vernon Roche. Not like he’d ever seen Roche before, though. Roche was kneeling upright in a man’s lap with his arms bound behind him elbow to elbow. Hie head was tilted back onto the shoulder closest to them, obscuring the face of the man stroking his chest, but Iorveth was struck with how soft Roche’s face looked, how relaxed and different and handsome.
“Not for lack of trying,” Iorveth heard himself say and jumped as his counterpart in the dream crawled across the bed and mouthed up Roche’s torso. “Vernon lives to irritate me, don’t you, Vernon?”
Before Vernon could respond, the other man, who must be Geralt, pulled him into a kiss. From the way that Vernon shuddered, Geralt was very good at kissing in his dreams.
Iorveth rather wished he had the personal knowledge to know if that was accurate or not. He was fairly certain Roche didn’t either, but he approved of the assumption.
Thanks @keyrousse for the tag! :)
Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favourite opening line. Then tag some of your favourite authors!
Tagging @do-androids-dream-ao3acc, @xpityx, @herbalina-of-yesteryear, @sorrelchestnut if you want to have some fun. :)
I don’t have 20 published stories, so I had to dig through my story shaped WIPs. :) It’s certainly interesting to look back at these. Some I definitely would go and fix, some remain solid, despite the passage of time. I tend to start with a dialogue; I’m sure there’s a rule against it somewhere. :D My first lines under the cut. :)
Oh wow, thanks for the tag @andordean! Though I think you forgot to choose your favorite opening line? Maybe you can still tell? :)
I don’t have 20 fics, so here’s what I got, starting from the first up to the latest updated. I can see that I tend to start with dialogue, too, yet not all the time. It’s quite interesting to look at the fics this way. That was fun! Tagging, if they want to (though it’s a bit of a work!) @humbae, @bard-llama, @frances-the-red, @set-phasers-to-whump, @king-finnigan
How fun, thanks for tagging me! I’m too scared to tag others, but if y’all are seeing this, think about doing it!
I’m doing the first 20 WiPs I come across in my billions of documents.
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