WITCHER.

evil is evil.

[wiezdmin]

to think there is   blood   all over his young hands.     an empty soul forged by love taught through cruelty,  a blank page upon which to project the world’s faults.     they say you are a monster,  so say it through your broken teeth,  cut your tongue on barbed wire lips.     i am a monster  —      let them reap what they sow.

geralt of rivia from the witcher netflix series.   influences from games + books.   written by rat.

[wiezdmin]

hey y’all,  sorry if i’m absent for a while or unsocial  !     i’ve been dealing with Stuff.     just want everyone to know that if i don’t respond or chat,  it’s not your fault at all.

[nocontextgoodplace]

[yvng--goddess-deactivated201706]

I don't like you

Grab a seat and wait for me to give a fuck

[wiezdmin]

🐁 / whoa.

[leneemusing]

misc prompts for your feels

“ unique just means alone. ” “ i’m not afraid to die, just wish i could live a little first. ” “ i know i’m a monster, but you look at me like i’m a man. ” “ there’s nothing i wouldn’t do to keep you safe. ” “ we all have sins to pay penance for. ” “ don’t look at me like i’m a hero. you’ll only disappoint yourself. ” “ sometimes when you look at me it’s like…it’s like you’re staring straight past my flesh and into my soul. ” “ you make me want to live. ” “ i know i don’t deserve forgiveness, but i like the idea that some people think i might. ” “ i trust you with my life. ” “ you’re more like family to me than my own blood. ” “ i’ve never had any sort of family before. ” “ your life is far more precious than mine. ” “ i don’t care what happens to me. as long as you’re safe. ” “ i need you to live…cause if you’re gone then, i don’t know what the point of it all is anymore. ” “ i know i’m not the person you want, but i’m here. ” “ i love you, and i know you may never feel the same. but i’m okay with that. ” “ i couldn’t say no to you even if i wanted to. ” “ you’re worth more than this. ” “ why do you walk around as if you’re somehow less valuable than the rest of the world? ” “ please, let me help you. ” “ just let me do this for you. ” “ you do have something to live for. you have me. ” “ you’ll always have me. ” “ i see you. i know you feel so invisible all the time, but you’re not. not to me. ” “ it’s okay to be angry, you’re allowed to be upset about what happened to you. ” “ don’t you realize you deserve more than this? ” “ you’re not a machine or— or some thing. you’re a person, and i’m sorry anyone ever made you feel otherwise. ” “ please, just hold on a little longer. i can’t lose you too. ” “ this scar..what happened? ” “ if you won’t do it for yourself, then do it for me. ” “ you’re bleeding— how long have you been hiding this?! ” “ sometimes i realize one day i could die, i could just disappear and the world would be none the wiser. there’d be no one to miss me and that terrifies me more than death itself. ”  “ i’m not sure i know who i’m supposed to be anymore. ” “ my mind is so loud and i’m afraid it’ll never be quiet again. ” “ when i’m in a crowd i just want to melt away and yet, when i’m alone it’s somehow worse. ” “ loneliness is a poison and i’ve been drinking it for so long, i don’t there there’s an anecdote to save my soul. ” “ i don’t care if the world knows my name, i just want you to remember me. ” “ you deserve more than i could ever give you. ” “ i love you. i know that’s not enough, but i do. ” “ you’re safe with me, you always will be. ” “ you make me feel safe. like i’m allowed to be anything i want. ” “ i’d do anything to be the person you love again. ” “ i’ve got you, you’re safe. ” “ just rest, i’m here. ” “ you can stay with me tonight. ”

[thewitcherdaily]

I’ll take my coin now. I need to get back to my horse.

Geralt of Rivia | 1.03 “Betrayer Moon”

[songsandtales]

DANDELION, you’re a cynic, a lecher, a whoremonger, a liar - and MY BEST FRIEND.

[geraskefer]

#a whopping minute and three (3) broken hearts courtesy of geralt’s one (1) emotionally constipated brain cell

[wiezdmin]

game was taking way too long to download so i decided to do a sketch that became lines and half - assed shading geralt deserves a snzzzz

[wiezdmin]

y’all ever get the sudden urge to reboot your oc multi that u never really finished making in the first place cause boy i sure do.     anyways time to play the witcher.

[wiezdmin]

❝   lwiamatka  /  calanthe.

               the lioness’ heart knew no fear, so the stories told, but the stories truly didn’t know her at all. there were times when she feared, of course. any mother who loved had fear in her heart, even as seemingly strong as calanthe. she daren’t face him, not yet, leaving him with just the sight of the back of her emerald green dress and the ashen grey curls scattered beneath the thin golden band of her crown.

               “ i hoped….i hoped you wouldn’t. “ she spoke finally, and even though her voice sounded devout of emotions, her fist tightened on the emerald green fabric so hard the knuckles turned white around the rings of white gold. he could not be so cruel, could he now? the fate has been cruel to her in his stead already, taking away her pavetta and if ciri… oh, if ciri were to be taken away as well, she would no doubt share the fate of her ancestor and namesake. just like riannon, who had fallen into grief after losing two of her children, she’d die of broken heart, no doubt. 

                “ after pavetta… after she… i hoped, deep down. no, i wished you no harm, white wolf. but i thought you’d have mercy. i thought you’d have humanity in yourself, to leave me this child. for this child…. is all i have left, you know this. “

as a rule,  geralt often did not trouble himself with the intricacies of human politics.     rulers rose and fell,  alliances were forged and dashed,  and he paid it no heed.     the scandals and happenings of nobility found no home in his thoughts...     but he had made an exception,  just this once.     the lioness of cintra had always been a figure of great intrigue to him,  and so once,  and only once,  did he listen to a bard’s ramblings in a destitute little tavern at the edges of temeria. amber eyes hone in on every movement,  and for what he lacks in social graces he tries to make up for in attentiveness.     calanthe’s tension does not go unnoticed by the witcher,  but he holds his tongue.     no use in remarking on grief that he could not understand or ever know.     idle hands find a nick in his belt,  and he picks at the leather absentmindedly,  mulling over words that sit awkwardly at the tip of his tongue.

‘  my condolences.  ‘     though i’m not sure how much that means to you.     he opens his mouth to speak again,  but then stops.     humanity...   what an odd word to throw his way.     had he been anyone else,  it would have had a profound impact on him...   at least,  that is what geralt tells himself.     ‘  i’m a witcher,  your majesty.     surely you know our reputation and our temperament.     we’re not known for our empathy and sense of morality.  ‘     ah,  and yet,  he implies that he is acutely aware of the absence of such things. thoughts roil in his head like restless animals,  all vying for his attention.     none of them seem right,  too aggressive,  too cold.     he picks one,  quiet and unassuming.     ‘  is the child well  ?  ‘

[wiezdmin]

why’s geralt always look like a fresh - faced Boy whenever i try to draw him i’m gonna Die.

[wiezdmin]

i can't go out anywhere but i miss my goth aesthetic. also feat: me in the middle of laughing bc i found the stupidest filter the choker isn't even On My Neck Help.

[wiezdmin]

❝   rozpustnik·.  /  dandelion.

                >> 🌟 <<             DANDELION GIVES THE    witcher a glance that only could speak their response quite clearly    ———–    they had not.   they’d seen him and various others carry the heads and    BODY PARTS    of other beasts before but    .  .    not a vukodlak.    it was an ugly thing but they’d seen things that could make lesser men or monsters shake to their core.    they give the creature a glance again ‘fore    DEFLATING    ———-    the tile of their apartment would have to be sacrificed for now.

              ❝          fine,   fine,   come in,   geralt.   try to    KEEP    the mess to yourself while you call that employer of yours   . .             ❞            

his motions are fluid and practiced,  the moment dandelion’s words leave their lips,  geralt reaches down and hefts the vukodlak onto his shoulder.     a splatter of viscous red dribbles down the witcher’s chest,  but he barely seems to pay any mind at all.     even with the new bulk on his shoulders,  he takes care not to unintentionally accost the other with the limp body,  working his way past them and into the apartment proper.     the grandeur of it is still alien,  but there’s no point in complaining about wealth and the luxuries it brings.

‘  it’s not them.  ‘     he says,  matter - of - factly.     ‘  they’re crafty,  so i figured it’d be best not to have them turn their heads your way.  ‘     he looks around,  gauging the space.     would dandelion throw a fit if he dropped this thing on their couch  ?     ‘  i think it’s a mage,  or maybe just some crackpot that likes collecting monster parts for sport.     i just need a place to keep the rest of this thing out of view before i can have someone clean it up properly.  ‘     no harm in trying,  right  ?     with a grunt,  geralt lets the thing flop onto the upholstery,  grimacing as it flops like a discarded doll.

[wiezdmin]

hey guys,  i’ve made some additions to my rules so if y’all could check that out i would super appreciate it  !     ;v;

[beccs]

Geralt of Rivia | The Witcher