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gwynbleiddancrevan · 2 years
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some guy: are you a butt or breasts kinda guy?
Reynard *looking at Meve swinging a sword*: biceps
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Happy Birthday, @gwynbleiddancrevan!!! It was such a joy to write this fic based on your wonderful Geralt/Avallac’h art! 💓💓💓
Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Avallac’h/Geralt of Rivia Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Conflict, Hurt/Comfort, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood, Non-Sexual Bondage, destruction of personal property, based on the Witcher 3 Wild Hunt ending, but with way more drama, Canonical Past Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Hopeful Ending
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Geralt was going to kill the snake-tongued Aen Elle bastard.
And if the wretch had hurt Ciri, he was going to cut out his lying tongue first, and gouge out his winter cold eyes, and carve a pit of blood in the place of his missing heart. 
It warmed him like a fire to think on it, and he took the steps to the tower five at a time despite the slipping snow, the icy air turning hot in his chest with his every quick breath, his inhuman metabolism pushed to its limit as his muscles coiled and his arm yearned to draw steel. 
He saw the unnatural light before he even reached the top: long white tendrils of power casting their deadly net all the way up to the sky. And in the middle of it all, Avallac’h stood like the deceptive spider he was, one hand raised to weave his deadly web of sorcery. 
This was the creature that Geralt had willingly trusted with his daughter’s life: This monster who had pretended to be on her side, and Geralt had somehow believed him even after seeing his obsession with her bloodline, the notes in his laboratory. This elf from another world, who claimed to be different from those of his homeland who wished Ciri harm, yet proved to be even deadlier, outwitting them all through cunning rather than brute force.
How could Geralt have ever made such a mistake, when the signs were so obvious, and the danger so great to that which he held most dear? He had wanted to believe Avallac’h, had wanted to count him as a friend. And the seductive scoundrel was good at making himself trusted: always calm, ever wise, patiently offering his so-called protection until Ciri was ready to trust him with her life. She was young; her naivety could be excused on that account. But Geralt? With all the evil he’d seen, with all his years of life, and still he had somehow fallen into the charmer’s honeyed trap, had fallen for that smooth voice and those mesmerizing otherworldly eyes.
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gwynbleiddancrevan · 2 years
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These three rascals
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gwynbleiddancrevan · 2 years
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TheWitcher doodle
(I still don't know how to use Tumblr💦
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gwynbleiddancrevan · 3 years
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GWENT: Price of Power EP3
Harvest of Sorrow
All things have their end... Those who trade in lies and trickery oft find themselves outsmarted. Those who carry ruin within them cannot keep it hidden forever. Their composure vanishes the instant the world around them is engulfed by the flames of war. So many of our young were lost consumed by death madly dancing. In times like these even immortality ceases to be a blessing turning instead into the vilest curse. The days of careless joy are gone It's time we reaped what we have sown... It is time we gathered our harvest...
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gwynbleiddancrevan · 3 years
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Gwent: The Witcher Card Game | Price of Power | EP3: Harvest of Sorrow | Main menu theme
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gwynbleiddancrevan · 3 years
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Birthday trio for @straysinfiltrator inspired by the ongoing fic https://archiveofourown.org/works/33409345/chapters/82986691 👑🤲
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gwynbleiddancrevan · 3 years
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Location of all three easter egg snowmen in Mahakam. If you didn’t know, during 2021 Pride stream one of CDPR’s employee mentioned that there are 3 snowmen hidden in Mahakam. Thank you @straysinfiltrator​ for finding the second one.
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gwynbleiddancrevan · 3 years
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At first I thought haha he tried to scare Reynard but then wait, what if it was an excuse? 
That sounds like Gascon, a chaotic ambiguous bi. 
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gwynbleiddancrevan · 3 years
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Practicing different styles with characters from The Witcher.
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favorite characters  |  Iorveth (The Witcher 2) 
“Ayd f'haell moen Hirjeth taenverde. [Conquer with courage rather than strength.]”
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gwynbleiddancrevan · 3 years
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Can we talk about the Olympic sharpshooter that just won with one hand in her pocket and a Witcher medallion on her belt? Because I love her.
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gwynbleiddancrevan · 3 years
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[slowly raises hand] yeah, so, does making out with the enemy count as “fraternizing” or
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