#ciri pls

[rebelliousfamily]

@wwxtcher continued from here

Ciri was perhaps more stubborn than anything else. She was also wanting to be independent but, knew that she couldn’t always be because of some reason or another that Geralt would give. She folded her arms across her chest as she looked up at him and let out a sigh.

“Fine.” She finally gave in but, wasn’t all too happy about it. “But some of the time you say not to push myself over my limits, so I don’t know what you want from me these days.” 

[starszakrew-a3]

@kylotos​ / cont

“You     could     just     sleep     in     your     own     bed     every     once     in     a     while.     I’m     here     much     more     often     than     you     think.”     Her     words     are     murmured     from     beneath     his     pillow     but     above     the     one     she’s     claimed     as     her     own,     the     𝑺𝒉𝒆     𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒇     curled     around     them     both     before     slowly     opening     one     golden-green     eye     to     peer     out     at     him     from     between     them.     A     single     pale     hand     slips     from     beneath     the     shadowy     expanse     that     is     his     mass     of     sheets     and     blankets     and     reaches     out     for     him,     resting     passively     in     the     void     between     them     as     she     drifts     between     wakefulness     and     true     slumber,     more     at     ease     with     him     than     she     has     been     with     anyone     in     a     very     long     time.     

“You’ll     barely     even     know     I’m     here.”

[favonius-captain]

NO WAIT WHAT CIRI IS DEAD DID I GET THE BAD ENDING

[starszakrewsaysbye]

@belmutt​

“Are     you     sure     you’re     a     monster     hunter?”     You’re     being     rather     boorish,     Cirilla.     She     giggles     while     she     watches,     perched     high     in     the     trees,     occasionally     disappearing     in     flashes     of     silvery     green     only     to     reappear     but     a     moment     later,     always     circling     him     and     his     little     beastie.     “You     rather     look     like     a     mouse     being     toyed     with     by     a     cat.”

[starszakrewsaysbye]

You're going to get yourself hurt.

“A     common     occurrence     for     a     Witcher,     I     assure     you.”     There’s     a     wound     along     her     arm     that’s     bleeding     sluggishly     that     he     won’t     stop     prodding     at,     the     She     Witcher     hissing     and     baring     her     teeth     each     time     he     does.     Rain     pours     over     them     as     star-bright     eyes     peer     out     into     the     street,     her     sneakers     caked     in     mud     and     blood     from     the     werewolf     she’s     been     chasing     around     this     godsdamned     suburb.     “Mal.”     𝑵𝑶     𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑪𝑯𝑬𝑹     𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹     𝑫𝑰𝑬𝑺     𝑰𝑵     𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑰𝑹     𝑩𝑬𝑫.     Witchers     were     not     long     for     this     world,     no     matter     how     skilled.     They     lived,     they     fought,     they     died.     That     was     it.

Pulling     her     dagger     from     her     belt,     Ciri     flashes     a     sharp     grin,     leaning     over     and     pressing     a     quick     kiss     to     his     cheek     before     stepping     into     the     street.     Rain     soaks     silvery     grey     curls,     weighing     them     down     and     flattening     them     to     her     head     as     a     howl     sounds     in     the     distance.     “Besides,     if     I     die,     they     might     name     a     highschool     after     me.”     They     won’t.     

@deathmsque​ / accepting / protector & protectee

[cirilafiona]

The Witcher 3 editing challenge -  Most heartbreaking moment: 

“ We needn't say goodbye.”   “ Course we don’t.”

[whitewolfofrivia-blog]

Ciri

           “ Have you FINALLY come to               terms with that fact, Geralt? ”

          “What? Ciri–”

     Cue the grumbling. He should’ve seen that coming.

          “You know what I meant.”

[cirocchiomoved]

✉ uwu

[ Morning. If you read this when I'm out, it's because I went to take a stroll after my shower. You're quite terrible with alcohol, you know. I don't think you'll remember what happened, so I'll inform you just because it would be unfair not to.    You were drunk, I didn't really take good care of the situation and let you have your way and. Eh. We ended up in bed. You can fill the rest in. Anyway, There's coffee and old bread lying around somewhere. When I get back, I might have bought you something better for breakfast.Sorry for the mess, I'm not used to having visitors. What you smell is indeed coffee. Don't touch my dolls. Don't touch my laptop. Don't touch the mess off papers covering the laptop. No. Don't. It's an organised mess.You can open a window if you'd like. I'll be back soon, depending on how late you wake up.                   Like, read some books or something in the meantime……?                                            ...Are you blushing? Ahaha, sorry. I'm kind of assuming you are. It's okay, I found you incredibly cute.

P.S.; Sorry for locking you in. My car tends to attract thieves.]