𝚆𝙷𝚈 𝙼𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙰𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝙽 𝑨𝑹𝑴𝑬𝑫 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑪𝑯𝑬𝑹... 𝙸'𝙻𝙻 𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆. 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝑾𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑮 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙼𝚈 𝑭𝑨𝑪𝑬?
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𝚆𝙷𝚈 𝙼𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙰𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝙽 𝑨𝑹𝑴𝑬𝑫 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑪𝑯𝑬𝑹... 𝙸'𝙻𝙻 𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆. 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝑾𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑮 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙼𝚈 𝑭𝑨𝑪𝑬?
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❝ ITS A PROFESSION. he kills strigas and spectres. he exterminates all sorts of vermin. professionally, for money. ❞ independent. multi ship and verse. oc and female muse friendly. tw3 bad ending GERALT OF RIVIA written by miles. ©
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( ✨ ) FEE’S SWORD LOWERS, GLANCING BACK to the bard behind them, a sweet smile forming on the bard - fighters face. it had been some time since the tiefling had seen the other, and to help her out was most welcome if only to see her.
❝ CLOVER . . ARE YOU ALRIGHT my dear ?? ❞
@rytualistyczny gets this for clover !!
clover snaps her rapier, cleaning it of immediate blood and looking up with a smile at fee. “fee! darling!” she sheathes her rapier and goes to fee with a knowing look on her face. the bard was impeccably dressed, only a few little stains on her dress.
she embraces them, ignoring the sword still in their hand. clove was just happy fee was safe. “what have you been up to? staying out of trouble, i hope. as you can see, i have not. thanks for helping me deal with those bandits. lucky you were here. it is a small multiverse.”
“you damn sorceresses. you’re really going to wear that? you know we’re going to be mucking in the swamp, right?” geralt’s voice is gravelly, as it often is, tinged with a disinterested tone. or perhaps this is just how he talks, measured and without inflection. he simply speaks.
“doubt you’ll have time to pull your skirts up in between drowner attacks.”
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“have you been all right? since the attack?” geralt asks, looking over at the trobairitz with a tilt of his head. “i... am sorry, priscilla. couldn’t get there fast enough.” geralt had never been in the habit of apologizing, and so, for the duration of this... lackluster apology, he looked quite uncomfortable, figeting and existing DISTINCTLY aware of the strange movements his body made.
“and i am sorry for this apology. seems i’m not too good at them.”
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knightfall’s plot’s really good :)
“we have to stop meeting like this, little flower,” geralt says, voice low and tinged with sarcasm. “can i buy you a DRINK?” the bar fight geralt had just gotten in had ENDED quickly, and the man clutching his nose quickly retreated as geralt sat next to dandelion.
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“was told you had access to information.” geralt says, looking up at the girl behind his messy white hair. he looks disheveled and DIRTY. he is disheveled and dirty. he needs a bath. ten baths, perhaps, but he has no time for that. “i can pay. if that’s what you need.”
STARTER for @dwylafn ( kayli )from GERALT
i just love drawing them meeting in summer fields :) added close up because tumblr hates horizontal drawings
i yearn for geralt interactions, so like this if you want a geralt starter. capping at 5
𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐 / 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒
❛ i have, at one point, been kicked out of dollywood ❜
❛ people who grow up sometimes have sex I’ve heard ❜
❛ i no longer wish to be a teacher i wish to be a wisteria plant ❜
❛ they sound like that lucky charms bitch ❜
❛ let me bury my face in someone’s boobs ❜
❛ beat the shit out of them, they deserve it ❜
❛ i am primed and fucking ready. ❜
❛ i am lubed up and ready to go. ❜
❛ too fuckin bad elmo. get on your knees ❜
❛ i even shaved, so i’m like a lil dolphin. ❜
❛ It’s 9 am or whatever in jolly ole fuckland or whatever ❜
❛ why can’t i have him choke me in PEACE. ❜
❛ i would absolutely fuck my clone ❜
❛ fat baby i love fat baby. ❜
❛ because i want to hunt people for sport. ❜
❛ dick in real life is terrifying. ❜
❛ this pic almost made me a kpop stan ❜
❛ do you think a white boy will pop up in my house now ❜
❛ shut up you cant say the pointy teeth aren’t hot ❜
❛ you know what these nails give me? yaoi hands ❜
❛ i wanna have my tiddie out on a battlefield ❜
❛ i have never wanted a war criminal to pork me more ❜
❛ she’s just a gold digger. let her live. ❜
❛ should i be a casting director for playboy? ❜
❛ you and your golf lessons and your fancy words ❜
❛ DIDN’T KNOW I HAD TO APPEASE THE PEASANTRY ❜
❛ this is why people hate the church ❜
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“ 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐎 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 . 𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 run you a nice bath with flower petals & beautiful scents . ” the pixie rolls her eyes playfully . “ you’re too practical , you need to learn how to enjoy yourself . you could buy … ” eyes light up as she gets ideas , “ you could buy some expensive jewellry & i can enchant it for you . perhaps some animals to set free rather than living in cages . or even … lots of ale . ”
“the bare necessities are rare treats for me,” she says, raising her brows at the pixie with a snort. she does let her imagination run a touch wild at the suggestion of enchantment. yes, yes she would like to see what all bellaluna could accomplish.
“i may take you up on that enchantment. you would have to pick the enchantment. i am terrible with such decisions.” athaliah laughs and rush a hand through her white hair. “however, i can buy us ale now if you wish. i do enjoy ale. or perhaps a nice red wine.”
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Dandelion was polite indeed, but as it was, Dettlaff van der Eretein was in no mood for incessant chatter, let alone the most dreaded small talk of which he was no master in. Were Dettlaff in better spirits, perhaps he’d be more appreciative of Dandelion’s attempt at being amicable. Instead, Dettlaff levels the bard with an icy stare that could send chills up anyone’s spine.
❝ Too much sun for my liking, ❞ he shrugs, and the irony of him being a vampire who loathed the light was not lost upon him. Higher vampires in general did not mind the sun, but Dettlaff could not stand being exposed to the light any longer than necessary. And Toussaint… had no shortage of it.
❝ And far too many nosy bards, ❞ he makes sure to add. Somehow Dettlaff cannot help but wonder if the bard has ulterior motives… spying for his witcher friend, perhaps — ?
dandelion is, usually, oblivious to those who dislike him. he assumes that most people, upon first or second (even third sometimes!) meeting are in love with him, and if they are particularly interesting — like dettlaff — he might be in love with them. it is not always a romantic love (though for dandelion, he does love a good romance), it is often a fascinated love, an adoration of the concept of people, persons, places, or things.
“yes, it has been rather bright as of late. i find myself scorched just a touch, a bit of red around my cheeks. though, i have been getting my freckles back, and i HAVE missed them.” he smiles at the vampire, and dandelion clasps his hands behind his back.
the nosy bard comment goes right over him, and his brows furrow. he perks up considerably, asking “oh MELITELE! valdo marx is in town then?”
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>> ⚔️ << HE PURRS SOFT at the kiss provided to his cheek, eyes lidded as he grew comfortable with the touch to his hair ; however slightly taxing it was considering the tangles. ❝ mmm . . true. i DO put up with your ploys and ridiculous ideas. ❞
GERALT BLINKS AT THE HOPE, pausing in a bit of surprise at the prospect of being taken to dandelion’s family. more than just his mother, but his siblings as well. at first he doesn’t know what to say, distracted by his PAUSE by the touch to his neck and jaw, a soft breath leaving his nose after a beat ‘fore looking back at the bard.
❝ your mother. your FAMILY even ————- won’t it be . . they’re lords and ladies. viscounts or whichever like you. are you sure they’ll like me ?? or even WANT to see me ❞ he’s unsure of the idea or why dandelion wants to do so in the first place.
“thank you, by the way. for putting up with me. i have very little constants in my life, and the constants i do have... well, i just.... thank you.” dandelion knows he is tough to be around, or at least, he feels like he is tough to be around. it is why he left his home. it is why he constantly finds adventure elsewhere. it’s why he leaves geralt sometimes. he does not want the witcher to realize what a burden dandelion is.
“geralt of rivia, you be quiet this instant. my family will adore you? what is there not to like? you are unfairly handsome, and you are good to me. they will see this and realize you are good for me. you would never intentionally harm me. well, unless i asked you to of course, and if i did, you would do your best to make it a MARVELOUS experience.” he laughs and kisses geralt, something chaste and brief. “stop thinking so hard. everything will be fine.”