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ok hear me out-
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you ever read a fanfic and just sit back and think...someone wrote something THIS good... and then just....published it on the internet....for free.....
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Ezio: We’re born alone and gonna die alone.
Claudia: Leonardo will be back in, like, three minutes.
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♥♥♥
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lets not forget hosea and vesemir in the background watching their stupid sons like
👀📚🍻
javier and jaskier playing and singing?
YES PLEASE
Oky but someone who is a fan of the witcher and rdr2 please tell me that Charles and Eskel would be amazing friends🥺👉👈 it’s not just in my head right?? I’m not just thinking that the two men who carry the only brain cell and are strong silent types and sweet and caring but also strong and badass when they need to be— they’d be best friends😫😫 sitting around a fire sharing stories while Arthur and Geralt share their own stupid stories somewhere else and talk about their scars or something
AND THEN THE DUMBASSES OF THE BUNCH LAMBERT AND JOHN BEING FERAL TOGETHER
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Wait y’all have morals?
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the arno x jacob ship is another case of the "two white guys" trope but AT LEAST the name FrenchFrye is funny
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oh damn it looks so good😍😍😍
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Let the memes begin!
If this doesn’t get over 1 million notes, I will be very disappointed.
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caraqas · 3 years
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i wouldnt be suprised if turned out that donald tru(ck)mp is a fucking templar master of the united states
or rather WAS THANK GOD
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sOMEONE IN UBISOFT HAS A SCAR KINK AND IM HERE FOR IT
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I think I took a picture at the top of the train.
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Arno x Elise don't have a ship name because it would be Arse
I don't take constructive criticism on that
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Soft prompt idea: First time Lambert's SO tells him "I love you" ❤
A/N: I AM ON FUCKING FIRE TODAY and I’m so happy 🙂 I hope you like this babe!! Also this might be a little OOC for Lambert, but he’s being a softy in this so it really is OOC for him to be a big softy but that’s okay because we love him anyways!
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 Lambert followed a few paces behind you, guiding Champion by his reins. 
The three of you were traveling through a swampy area in Velen. Lambert promised you on this part of your journey that you’d be able to take a little bit of time in the swamp to collect whatever herbs and things you wanted while you were passing through. You were excited. The swamps held so many wondrous things you couldn’t find in the North. 
The witcher made sure to follow behind you, but not too far behind you. He wanted to be able to keep his eyes peeled for any signs of danger without his paranoid behavior distracting you. 
You came to a stop, pulling the knife on your hip out. You stepped off of the small dirt path, picking up your skirt as best as you could with one hand, and moved towards a large rock covered in moss. 
“Watch where you’re stepping, bug.”
“I am.” You knelt down by the rock and examine the moss. “Can you hand me one of the empty jars from my satchel?”
Lambert moved around to Champion’s side, opening your satchel and digging around inside for a moment to find an empty little jar. 
“Is this one good?” He asked, holding up a relatively small jar.
“Yes, that works. Thank you.”
Once he passed it to you, you were able to scrape off enough moss to fill the jar.
“What is that for?”
“Moss is good for lots of stuff.” You passed the jar to him. “Coughs. Covering wounds.”
Lambert furrowed his brows together for a moment. 
“Isn’t that what bandages are for?”
“Yes.” You grinned just a little. “Don’t question my ways, Master Witcher. I don’t question your methods, do I?”
The corners of his lips tugged up a little as he gave Champion’s reins a little tug to continue following you. 
You lifted your skirts up and stepped into a rather deep mud puddle, sinking a few inches into the dark brown substance.
Lambert chuckled a little. 
“What’s so funny?” You asked him, moving between a couple trees to get to a fern bush. 
“You always get after me when I get mud on my boots.”
“Because you don’t take them off at the door and wear them through my house.” You shot him a look. “And most of the time, you boots stink of rotten corpses.”
“It’s not my fault the dead monster juices get everywhere.” He muttered. 
Your nose scrunched up at his choice of words. 
You gathered what you needed from the fern bush and began to make your way back to him. 
“Please never describe it that way ever again, Lambert.”
He grinned, happy with himself, and took the fern pieces from you to put into a sachet. 
A little while had passed and you found quite a lot of ingredients for your work. A peaceful silence had fallen between you and Lambert. He’d pull out a jar or sachet whenever you needed it and then put it away for you. 
You couldn’t find the right words to describe how happy you were that he was okay with this. Previous lovers had all looked down on you going out and getting dirty in the woods for plants and rocks. Some even discouraged you from doing so even though it was a necessary part of your job. 
As the end of the swamp came into sight, you moved on to the dirt path to walk alongside Lambert. You looked over to him, chewing on your bottom lip. He met your gaze, confused. 
“What?”
“It’s nothing.” You shook your head, smiling a little. “Just…. Thank you for doing this with me.”
“I wasn’t going to let you come out here alone.” He shrugged his shoulders. “And we were passing through anyway.”
You nodded your head a little. 
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When nightfall came, you were lucky enough to find an inn. While Lambert went to stable Champion, you had a bath drawn. 
You were absentmindedly dragging the soapy washcloth up and down your arm when there was a knock on the door to the room. 
“Bug?”
“In here, Lambert.” You lifted your head, sitting up a little straighter. 
He walked in, closing the door behind himself. 
“I was gonna go down to our room, but there’s a lot of unsavory folk lingering around in the halls and I’d hate to have to skip town tonight ‘cause one of them decided to do something stupid.” He said, leaning against the door. 
“I’ll be done in just a few minutes.” You told him, picking up the chunk of soap sitting on the side of the tub. You got the washcloth nice and soapy again before you went back to work on cleaning yourself. 
“You’ve been awfully quiet today, bug.” Lambert commented. 
You looked up at him for a moment, then brought your eyes back down to your leg. 
“Usually you talk my damn ear off.”
“Just…. Thinking.” 
Your tone was off. You had been thinking all evening. He knew something was wrong, that there was something on your mind you weren’t telling him. 
The witcher pushed himself away from the door and moved to the side of the tub, kneeling down so he’d be at your level. Silently, he held his hand out for the washcloth. You handed it to him. He used his other hand to gently take hold of your chin. He turned your head towards him and began to wipe the dirt and mud from your forehead. 
“About what?” His breath was warm against your face.
“How I…. I’ve never had someone do what you did for me today.”
His eyes avoided yours, choosing instead to focus on the smudge on your temple. 
“Wasn’t much I did. We were just traveling through a shithole. Figured you’d have fun messing around in the mud.”
“Yeah.” You couldn’t help but look down, tilting your head too. “But my previous partners, they’ve never…. They’d never allow me to do such a thing as walk out in the swamps like that. They’d never let me off the horse, let alone off the path. Some…. Some wouldn’t even let me collect herbs or my stones.”
Lambert furrowed his brows together. 
“What kind of moron wouldn’t let a mage get shit they need for their work?”
You smiled just a little. 
“Not everyone is as open minded and as nice you, darling.”
“You make me sound like some sort of saint.” He snorted. He dipped the washcloth into the water to rinse it off. 
You were silent once more. 
Lambert put the washcloth on the side of the tub and stood up. 
He wasn’t too sure what was going through your head, sometimes it was difficult to read you, and sometimes it was hard for him to figure out the right way to approach the situation to get you to open up to him.  
He turned to go back to the door to stand guard, but he got just a few steps away from the tub when you spoke. 
“I think I’m…. That I’m in love with you.” You whispered.
The witcher turned on his heels to face you, brows drawing together. 
“.... Because of the swamp?” 
“No, no. I-I mean, it’s a combination of things.” You suddenly felt like maybe bringing this up while you were naked in the tub wasn’t the best of ideas. You pulled your knees as close to your chest as possible and crossed your arms over your chest. “I’ve-I’ve wanted to say it for a while. I mean, we’ve been together for a year and a half, almost two years. I just….”
Lambert looked down for a moment, rubbing the back of his neck. 
“If-If you don’t feel the same-,”
“No, I do. I do.” He shook his head. “Just…. didn’t think this would come up here, in the dingy bath of a crusty inn in Velen. Kinda wanted to try to be a little romantic about it. Maybe do it on our two years? But romantic shit makes me queasy.” 
You smiled softly at him. 
“Why don’t, uh, why don’t you get out and get dressed? And then we can finish this not in here?” 
You nodded your head. 
You stood up and Lambert retrieved a towel for you, wrapping it around your shoulders. You thanked him and stepped out of the tub to dry off. He moved back to the door, wanting to give you space while you got dressed.
Once you were in proper clothes, you walked together down to the room you’d be staying in for the night. While Lambert secured the door, you climbed into bed. 
“What was your idea of making it a little romantic?” You asked him, watching him as he came around to the side of the bed and got in. 
“I don’t know.” He shrugged his shoulders, running his hand over his hair. “I was hoping it would be at Kaer Morhen so I could make you dinner. Eskel has a stash of really nice wine in his room. I was going to steal a bottle.”
“It sounds lovely.” You rested your head on his chest. “You know, you can still do that.”
“I know. I will.” Lambert began to trace shapes on your back as he stared at the ceiling. “I know I’m not the best at showing it, but I do…. I love you, bug. You mean a lot to me.”
“It’s okay. I love you too, Lambert.” You looked up to kiss him softly. “And I think it’s rather cute that our first time saying it to each other was in a crusty Velen inn.”
“It sure fits us.”
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Arthur holding his gun belt is so unnecessarily hot and I’m all here for it.
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A king 👑
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The members of the "I am bisexual in every way except canon" club
This is edited, because I screwed up and put Elenour from the Good place on here and people in the comments told me she is canon bi. So I replaced her with Stiles. I honestly have no idea how I forgot him, since he is a poster child for fanon bisexuals.
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In the wake of this getting 10.000 notes. Thank you so much for that by the way, I decided to include some more characters, suggested in the comments.
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best boy
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