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avasillva · 10 months
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#yennefer finally having the child she wished for
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spielzeugkaiser · 8 months
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okay we've seen geralt react to tiny milek but can we also see little ciri react to baby milek 👉👈?
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Not quite a baby anymore, but I'll come to that one day!! But they are siblings 🥺 (in all versions of that universe honestly)
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dankzombiereviews · 1 year
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seen these floating around and wanted to post one of my own because this trope fucks, especially with these people in particular
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hannibard · 12 days
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heytheredeann · 10 months
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HES LITERALLY CUPPING HER FACE I AM FUCKING INCONSOLABLE
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heraldofsomething · 6 months
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The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt Tedd Deireadh, The Final Age
This is my story, not yours. You must let me finish telling it.
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crescentstrike · 9 months
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Take this blade and let yours be the last face I see in this world. Princess Cirilla, the lion cub of cintra. She who has the power to move the world. Do it. And forgive me. Forgive me.
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hanzajesthanza · 17 days
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andrzej sapkowski in the witcher presents his reader with many curious and refreshing takes on the fantasy genre, such as "what if dragons were good" and "what if elves were incels"
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bluedillylee · 2 years
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Would Jaskier beef with baby ciri? Uh yeah
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plotvichka · 2 months
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Family doing baby Ciri's hair
I think everyone agrees Geralt is the "messy pigtails" kind of dad and there's really nothing else to discuss.
Meanwhile Yen allows Ciri to choose a hairstyle every morning (and she can do incredibly complicated ones if her daughter wants her to) and Ciri decides to match with her mommy every. single. morning. So Yen ends up always doing the same hairstyle twice: one for herself and one for Ciri. She never shows how she feels about it, but Geralt can see her teary smiles when she turns away from Ciri.
And Jaskier is the uncle who lets her go crazy with her hair and she comes home to her parents with a ton of sparkly hair clips and a couple of strands dyed in bright colors. He's not allowed to be alone with her for the next month after that as Yen is still planning his murder.
Uncle Eskel totally loves to braid her hair. Vesemir tells Ciri to do her hair herself because she is a big girl after all and Ciri agrees.
After a day spent with uncle Lambert literally no one can tell he brought the wrong child before all the mud is cleaned and there's a random kid instead of Ciri.
And no, sorceresses are NOT allowed to see Ciri. Even Triss. The girl betrayed her "little sis" more than once why would anyone trust her again. The lodge of sorceresses is like a bunch of evil godmothers who no one chose to be godmothers but they decided it themselves and now they are here.
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ramen-flavored · 1 year
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We Love Grumpy Dads™️ and Their Adopted Children
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spielzeugkaiser · 1 year
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Hi! So.... How is Zombie!Aiden doing nowadays? (As you can tell, I've found your necromancer au, and I'm hooked)
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A continuation of this from my necromancer!au. With the skeleton guys in the beginning (something that this Jaskier doesn't remember) it was more lighthearted. And it isn't the first time that corpses start to get reanimated it Jaskiers proximity too, but this time he pulled Aiden out of the afterlife and well- this is more of a warm bodies scenario and he is under Jaskiers thrall, if Jaskier likes it or not. lambert is so not going to be amused
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winters-mistress · 2 months
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Cuddle pile
It's cold. It's so fucking cold that Ciri thinks she may honestly ask the gods to take her to the next world, because nothing can be as cold as this. She's got two pairs of leggings on, two pairs of socks, one of Geralt's tunics, her pair of gloves that Eskel had found for her, and she's buried underneath several blankets. Yet, she's so cold. She's so fucking cold.
The door opens, she can hear the squeak of the hinges. Footsteps come towards her, she can tell by the gait that it's Geralt, he's trying to be quiet, but he knows she's awake.
"Ciri?" she peaks out of her cocoon of blankets, one eye blinking up at him. His lip twitches, and he reaches towards her. "Cone here, it's too cold for you to be here alone. Especially with the fire refusing to catch."
She realises that the fireplace and the torches are dead. How many times has somebody came in and tried to warm her, only for the wind to blow it out?
Her thoughts distract her enough that Geralts breath upon her cheeks startle her, but she doesn't jump when his arks finally pick her up, blanket cocoon and all.
She makes a questioning noise, but never says no to Geralt giving her a hug. She's carried like a baby out of her room, out of the wing, down two flights of stairs, down another corridor, a third set of stairs, before they end up at the kitchens.
She makes a confused noise. It can't be breakfast time yet, the keep is pitch black to her puny human eyes.
"Why're we here?" she asks, rubbing her tired eyes.
"It's too cold, even for us. Gotta rest." Geralt says. Ciri blinks at him.
All in all, the witchers are good when it comes to her sleeping. When her nights are plagued with the horrors of her past and future, and she wakes up screaming with wet cheeks, the witchers let her sleep in whenever her rest finally turns peaceful and dark. They allow her afternoon naps after training and chores are done, and send her to bed when she stumbles into the dining hall with dark circles under her eyes. Early nights and late starts aren't punished, and as long as training and chores are completed at some point in the day, the witchers don't particularly care when it happens. Hell, shes been wrapped up like a baby by Lambert of all people when they had determined she needed a sleep.
Which is why it shouldn't be surprising when he turns the last corner and finds five Witchers laying a couple feet away from the cracking fireplace underneath the stew pot. They've got blankets and pillows and furs, and look rather comfortable. Laying all over each other, looking rather like a puppy pile. Even Aiden joins in with the snuggling.
"Pups." Vesemir rumbles when he sees them both. Geralt puts her on the floor, kneeling down next to her.
"Come here, girl, get comfortable. Gonna be making camp here for a couple'a days." Coën clarifies when he sees her confused face. Ciri blinks, but nods. These things make sense, and she's seen all the men here hug, but admittedly, this is the first cuddle pile she's been privy to.
She turns upon her side, feeling Geralt curl behind her, trapping her in with his arms, wrapping her in another blanket. She hums, wrapping her hand over his, before Eskel pulls them both close, and she smiles, closing her eyes, feeling the warmth seep into her.
And tonight, she will sleep sweetly indeed.
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𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗸𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹.
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"Look, Geralt! A dragon!"
"No Ciri, that's a forktail. Remember that draconid you saw in the books earlier this morning?"
"But aren't dragons draconids too? So wouldn't that make forktails dragons as well?"
"Hmm. Yes...but real dragons are actually sentient."
"What does sentient mean?"
"They have the ability to perceive what we're feeling. And they have human-like knowledge and intelligence."
"Does that mean they could talk?"
Villentretenmerth immediately flashes through Geralt's mind. He gave a wry smile.
"Yeah, they can."
"How do you know? Have you met one before?"
This time, instead of just Villentretenmerth, the image of Yennefer cradling the baby dragon appeared in his mind. The softness of her eyes as she cradled the dragon, the longing for a child of her own palpable. Then the words of Villentretenmerth echoed through his mind.
"𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘠𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵. 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘐’𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺."
The subtle flinch and pain in Yennefer's face as she heard those words were etched forever in his mind. Suddenly, he did not feel like talking about the dragon anymore.
"Yeah. But that's a story for another day. Come on, Ciri, let's get you back to the keep."
"Now? Why?! Aren't we going to go hunt down that forktail together?"
"We'll get Eskel or Lambert to go hunt it down. You're not ready yet."
"But I'm a Witcher too! I'm not scared!"
"I've no doubt about that."
"Let me follow! Please!"
"One day, Little Witcheress, one day."
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Featured Mods: Little Ciri headband by @witcherscreenshotsdump, New Hairstyles and Beards for Geralt
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Me: yeah tbh Netflix Witcher doesn't get me excited for much anymore esp for this season like it's not how it used to be-
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