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Alucard \\ Adrian F. ลขepeลŸ ([personal profile] cryptsleeper) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs2024-05-13 06:29 pm

[closed]

Who: Alucard and others
When: Post-event 18
Where: Free Cities
What: Fall out and catch up
Warnings: Added as needed



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cointosser: ([246 - S3])

[personal profile] cointosser 2024-06-04 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
One of the gods?

[He pales, a little. It isn't Alucard's fault; it's something that's been on his mind. Contacting one of them. Making sure they... that what happened to them was as real as the memories he gained of the Continent.

Inevitable.

As a wordsmith, he knows well the weight of words. This one feels insurmountable.

He does not wish to be crushed under this, or to watch Adrian crushed by it. He always knew he would live for centuries; Jaskier had settled in another thirty years, if he was quite lucky (insanely lucky, one might say, considering the things he got into.)

They cannot both drown.]


Better than a soup rib.

[He bumps his forehead against his friend's.] You manage to make it look beautiful.
cointosser: ([130- S2])

[personal profile] cointosser 2024-06-05 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Normally Jaskier might be inclined to strangle anyone who would drop something like that on him then insist they needn't dwell on it, but right now, he actually nods. He's not sure how much he could take at the moment, and imagining Alucard with all his bones and stained glass casually talking with another god is too much.]

I imagine I would not be quite happy to have my bones on the outside, either.

[At least beyond his teeth. But those belong there.

The icebox gives its normal little groan, and for a handful of seconds it is enough to be in his kitchen, all too human, with a friend he had when he was all too human. There is nothing new to this outside the quantity of what he's working with (and thousands of tomes of knowledge on botany in his head.)

Then Alucard kisses him.

For a kiss, and for how many Jaskier has had, it surprises him. Was his talking of soup and bones so attractive? Yet, he thinks, they did this, too. Many, many times. And he never failed to kiss his friend back... even with his fangs.

He can hardly fail to do so now.

Jaskier's eyes stay closed, his breath a hint stilted. A buzz upon his lips.]
I shall remain your faithful friend no matter how much time is ahead of us.
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[personal profile] cointosser 2024-06-06 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
That's something I would say.

[His laugh is breathless; a kiss is so far from undoing him, yet he feels undone. It is not entirely Alucard's fault. In fact, he feels a bit as if that may be the glue keeping him together at all.

Jaskier kisses him a second time.]


Now keep kissing me in between these batches. We've orphans to feed.