So, you probably know already how grateful I am of being here because of One Piece and Oda. Thanks to him I also met one of my besties, @kwnblack.
I can’t express in words how much I love you my sweet friend, I am genuinely so grateful for destiny. And I mean, every single thing that happened since I decided to watch/read OP to appearing here writing and filling voids in my heart that reality have created. And by doing so, I met a wonderful person, a person who is a true NAKAMA. She is always for me when I need her and I’m doing this publicly -I’m sorry I know you must be already tearing up- to tell her HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU!!
Today -after fighting with my stupid post office- I received finally a package from her all the way from Greece to my house!!!
My sweetest Kwny, thank you SO MUCH FOR THIS. I love you, SO MUCH!
Please, everybody take a look at the beautiful fan art she does, isn’t she ONE OF THE MOST TALENTED ARTISTS IN THE WORLD?Sabo lovers, I suggest you dig in her blog, cause there is SAUCE.
Once again, I hope my next post about us would be the moment I get my ticket and it says “DESTINATION: ATHENS, GREECE”. I’ll be soon there to hug you, SO FUCKING TIGHT! I LOVE YOU!!!
THANK YOU FOR MAKING MY LIFE A A LIFE SO WORTH LIVING!!
I am so bad with words expressing love and gratitude but I love you too dear, and I feel exactly the same about you!
I am itching to see my girlfriend in person. She is the best thing to ever happen to me, the gift I never knew I needed. I’m so in love with her❤She passed right out and I like miss her? I’m going through her blog just so I can enjoy her mind and selfies. Yep I’m madly in love❤❤
in the quiet hours of morning before even the sun has risen there are no hive, there are no hidden, no looming pyramid ships or impending disaster. there is just them and their shared moments that nothing in the galaxy can take away.
Thinking about largely nonverbal Geralt, who expresses himself through gestures and facial expressions and non-speech sounds, and who tries so very hard to make himself understood.
Not that anybody listens, because they see the white hair and yellow eyes and they think monster, and they certainly don’t hang around long enough to make the effort to hear what he’s saying.
At least Roach understands him, and she doesn’t mind whether he’s using words or making sounds or just petting her mane. She doesn’t demand that he speaks, and that’s one reason he prefers her company to humans. He figures he’ll never really be able to communicate with them.
Until he meets Jaskier. For all that Jaskier never stops talking, he actually listens remarkably well too. When Geralt hmms unhappily, Jaskier will rethink and backtrack what he’s just said, and when he hmms teasingly, Jaskier will grin. It makes Geralt feel that perhaps he isn’t impossible to understand after all.
When Geralt uses signs, Jaskier watches attentively and talks back to him. When he writes or doodles on scraps of paper, Jaskier sits by him and writes in his own notebook. When he grunts or growls, Jaskier will pause his monologues long enough to say Well of course you’d say thatorDon’t start with meorI know, Geralt, but the truth is so much more poetic when it’s embellished.
It’s remarkable, this feeling of being understood. Of not feeling compelled to form words, not having to force himself to grind out vocalizations that feel like sand in his mouth. No obligations, no pressure, no tying himself in knots trying to spit out awkward, stilted speech. For the first time, he’s being heard without words.
And anyway, Jaskier talks enough for both of them.
