#daddy vesemir

[lassieposting]

Also. With Netflix canon. If Vesemir looked 25-35 at age 70 in NOTW, and he aged at a sensible, consistent rate over the next century-ish, he wouldn't be an old man by canon era. He'd be maybe in his fourties or early fifties. Possibly just starting to get some silver in his hair. Prime dilf territory. Which would be a fucking hilarious reason for Geralt to take twenty years to bring his bard home to meet the family

Jaskier: How come you never brought me to Kaer Morhen before?

Geralt, internally: You're going to be fuckstruck enough by my family at 40, 18yo you would've taken one look at Vesemir and pounced

Geralt, externally: Uh. Hm. It's cold. I didn't think you'd like the food. One of my brothers is feral. You know. Reasons.

#the witcher #netflix witcher #nightmare of the wolf #vesemir #listen jask has daddy issues written all over him #he would be so into that

[greyshadowfaux]

dhdhdhdjshdh why did he eat a sock?????

Because Vesemir and Eskel told him not to. Nobody tells Lambert what to do.

#the witcher #little lambert #papa vesemir #daddy geralt

[0dde11eth]

Geralt: daddy can you pass the salt?

*both jaskier and vesemir reach for the salt shaker*

@help-help-i-need-an-adult

#my nonsense #jaskier #geralt #geraskier #papa vesemir

[vesemirsexual]

todays wisdom:

none of the wolf witchers could cope with being called daddy during sex okay. they all have massive ass parent issues, if not also giant ass child issues. they’d have a breakdown. lambert would be curled up in a corner definitely not crying.

also please don’t do that to my man vesemir because unfortunately that’s been his life for like 100 years and he’s so tired please god give him a break.

#katie txt #please the way it would end terribly #i see this in fic and I’m like my sweet summer children

[sassaffrassa]

First lines meme

Rules:  Share the first line of your last ten published works or as many as you are able to and see if there are any patterns!

tagged by @deerna and tagging @kuwdora @bomberqueen17 @bittylildragon @eatingcroutons @witch-and-her-witcher if any of you feel the urge 💕

(ok so i have an unholy number of drabbles so i stuck to works with a word count over 500)

pattern: i love to jump straight into the action, in media res with the least amount of context possible to start, especially if i can do it in a way that subverts the readers expectation for what's about to happen. the more distant the POV, or the greater time frame that the story's describing, the more background info i'll add. (drabbles tend to start with a line of dialogue, turns out lol)

Taste the Rainbow

Witcher | Geralt/Jaskier | T, modern au, 3.8k

Geralt flinches when something comes at his head, but when his hands fly up to catch it, he finds he’s got one of Ciri’s wrists in each hand, and a string of bright colors laced between the two.

Blossoming

Witcher | Vesemir/Mignole | E, daddy kink, 4.8k

She can’t sleep, despite her best efforts. The blankets tangle around her legs as she tosses and turns, feeling hideously ashamed of herself.

Putting the 'FUN' in Dysfunctional

Witcher | Roche/Jaskier | E, spies, 9.1k

Roche has never had much time for music in his life. As a boy there has been fêtes in the market square and bawdy minstrels who came through the house, paying with their entertainment to draw custom before heading upstairs to get their own, and not much else.

A Hangdog Look

Witcher | Iorveth/Roche | E, animal transformation, 10.3k

The bed shifts beneath him, just enough to startle him awake, and Iorveth draws a knife before his eye even opens against the dim light of his rooms. He lurches upright when the weight of whatever is attacking him lands against his back, heavy and startlingly cold and Roche whimpers, ducking his head between his paws.

Roach

Witcher | Geralt/Roche (& Roach) | T, drug use, 2k

Geralt leans his head back, blowing a stream of smooth blue smoke into the air. It clouds around his head, hazing over the bright pinpricks of stars in the night sky.

Your Hand in Mine

Sherlock Holmes ACD | Holmes/Watson | T, remix, 500

Holmes had been standing by the window for a quarter of an hour at least, turning the necklace over and over in his hands. Watson looked down again, reining his focus back to the treatise in his hands.

you've got a friend in me

Witcher | Kiyan & Gaetan | T, possession, 2k

When a Cat goes missing, they usually stay missing, for one reason or another. There’s already too few of them, fewer by the year, witchers of all schools declining as the mages get more and more power hungry, and the caravan has to go further and further out of its own way to avoid Nilfgaard’s expanding territory. They make it hard to find them on purpose, and sometimes that means Cats can’t make it home, if they been gone too long.

the wonders of the universe

Torchwood | Ianto Jones | T, aliens, 3.1k

The first one he brings back to the Hub, he really actually does think it’s a cool looking rock at first.

Team Building Exercise

Witcher | Roche/Blue Stripes | E, sex pollen, 12k

There’s an elven shrine somewhere in the woods, and bloody Roche is the one who stumbles onto it.

Safe Harbor

Witcher | Roche & Anaïs | T, TLOU au, 900

They’re still two miles out from the township when Roche spots the first tripwire. He jumps to yank Anaïs out of its path.

#my writing #in my defence i have no self control #writing memes #the witcher #torchwood #acd holmes #fanfic #temerian trash can

[on-a-lucky-tide]

Fic title: Vesemir's Bunny

I cackled so loudly my cat left, Leaf. For this, as tempting as it would be to put him in bunny ears, I'd probably write a mature sugar daddy AU, Vesemir/Guxart:

Modern AU, Vesemir is still a Witcher.

It's several years since Mignole passed away. Vesemir always knew it would happen, but it still hit him like an absolute freight train.

He's now extremely wealthy, but lonely as all hell.

Lambert, annoyed by his moping, jokingly suggests a sugar daddy service. At least Vesemir would get laid (not that Lambert wants to think about that: fucking yikes).

In a moment of weakness, Vesemir searches for it on the internet and falls down a rabbit hole.

Most of the "sugar babies" looking for someone are far too young and he closes the window at least four times in self-disgust.

Then, he happens upon a website where all the pictures are of older people. People like him, sometimes a little younger.

One photograph in particular catches his eye: a tall man with tawny skin and bright green eyes. His hair is lightly curled salt and pepper, and he looks absolutely dashing in a three piece suit.

The biography offers a name: Guxart, or Artie to loved ones.

The biography tells a familiar story: Guxart worked hard all his life, but he's looking down the barrel of a penniless retirement, because every Crown he made went to his extensive family.

(wow, Vesemir thought his family was large; Guxart has children and grandchildren in the double figures.)

Vesemir tells himself it's foolish. But he keeps returning to Guxart's page. Over and over.

Vesemir writes his number down and stares at it for several days.

And then he calls.

The man that picks up sounds tired, but brightens when Vesemir explains why he rang. They talk for a little bit: Guxart is funny and charming, and Vesemir loves the sound of his voice.

The words call out of Vesemir's mouth before he can stop them: would Guxart be available for dinner next week? The answer is an enthusiastic but surprised 'yes'.

They meet at one of Vesemir's favourite restaurants: an old Ofiri place just outside Novigrad.

He arrives first and orders a nice red wine for their table, and watches the door. He half expects to be stood up. After all, he sent a picture of himself so Guxart could spot him upon arrival.

But Guxart arrives. He tugs nervously at his jacket as he appears in the doorway, and straightens his tie. He looks even more dashing than in the pictures, his dark curls neatly arranged, his short beard trimmed.

He shakes Vesemir's hand and smiles warmly, but Vesemir can tell he's nervous. He touches the cutlery like Lambert does when he's straightening them to avoid eye contact, he touches his face once or twice and chooses a salad off the menu.

After a while, Vesemir can't stand it any more. He asks Guxart why he's so worried.

Guxart's lips press together tightly, the laughter lines around his eyes crease a little: he doesn't want to ruin it. The last few appointments didn't go so well. He was too old for one, too loud for another, the third was... well, he doesn't want to talk about that one.

Vesemir tells him that he's looking for a companion. Someone who he can talk to, share a bottle of nice scotch and fall asleep by a fire with. Most of his friends are dead; he lost his best friend several years ago.

It's hard to make new friends at their age. Vesemir's just desperate for a friend. He will pay, of course. That's how the whole thing works.

Guxart blinks once or twice, and then the tension melts away with a single breath. Yeah, he wouldn't mind a friend.

After that, the meal goes well. Vesemir takes Guxart back and they share that scotch on his balcony. Vesemir buys Guxart a cab home, and they agree to meet again soon.

They message each other in the days in between. Vesemir feels a warmth growing in his chest.

The next time, they play chess and discuss botany.

The time after that, they go to a beer tasting and end up snoring on Vesemir's sofa.

After that, they attend a theatre performance and there's another meal, then a country walk, then a horse trek, then a poetry reading, then...

...a kiss. On Vesemir's balcony. Guxart cradled against Vesemir's chest, a hand in his hair and another at the small of his back.

Guxart damn near purrs, and Vesemir asks whether he would like to stay a little longer than an evening.

Guxart ends up staying a whole lot longer than an evening. Forever, in fact.

#vesemir #guxart #vexart #guxart/vesemir #tw3 #the witcher

[bardcore-jaskier]

♡ My thoughts on Veskier + headcanons ♡

- One of the rarest rare pairs in the Witcher fandom for sure! And guess what? I LOVE IT!!!

- They chose the perfect actor to play Vesemir in season 2! Kim Bodnia is a charismatic Danish actor with a charming accent, his performance was AMAZING!

- As of season 2, I personally am a bit cross with most characters in the series for the way they treated Jaskier. Geralt used Jaskier for his loyalty and his apology was shit, so Geraskier prompts/ideas don't come to me as quickly as they used to.

- Lauren went and killed off Eskel, so to cook up some Jaskel content it would have to be an AU where he doesn't die and would require a LOT of creativity not only to make it possible for him to be alive, but also mix and match his personality from video clips of his game counterpart on YouTube, since Eskel didn't get enough screen time on Netflix to show the entirety of his character.

- Lambert was an absolute dick to Jaskier, so Lambskier is rocky too, Lambskier's only saving grace is that Lambert and Jaskier didn't have a lot of scenes together, leaving a lot of room for thinking up ways in which those two could bond.

- WHICH BRINGS ME TO MY CURRENT FAVORITE JASKIER SHIPS: Yennskier (I already made a post about) and of course Veskier!

- Veskier, being a ship of a younger pretty man and an older witcher warrior, has mostly gotten attention from the extremely kinky side of the fandom. Daddy kink, BDSM, dom/sub, breeding kink and other kinks galore. Even more often, this ship is mixed with others in a M/M/M/M/M setting, you know, I know you know, we all have seen the witchersexual!Jaskier tag on AO3. And while I do enjoy a little well written smut from time to time, most of the Veskier fanfics out there do not quite suit my taste.

- Vesemir and our beloved, adorable, brilliant walking sunshine trouble maker of a bard, did not interact in season 2 at all, I doubt that they will ever, with both being side characters. HOWEVER, that makes this pairing FREE REAL ESTATE! Who is to say what is likely and what is not? Who is to say they won't work? Who is to say that they couldn't have gotten together at some point off screen?

- It makes me a little sad that people don't realize just how much potential there is with Veskier! Much like Yennskier, the theoretical romantic relationship between these two, at least going off of Netflix canon alone, would be surprisingly healthy and wholesome.

- Every time I imagine them together, I headcanon Jaskier as not entirely human. Either part-fae or of elder blood.

- Veskier is a perfect ship for emotional healing, for fluff, for the kinky side, for the crack, for happiness!

- FLUFF × CRACK × SMUT × HURT/COMFORT

Let me set the scene

- After Voleth Mier, Jaskier realizes that he somehow ended up in a situation where he lost his precious lute, became a wanted man in Oxenfurt (a city he considered his home), got tortured for information about his ex-bff, then said ex-bff came to bail him out of jail because he needed him, not for the sake of making amends, essentially using Jaskier to find Yennefer and then sending him off with Ciri as a glorified nanny. And here he is, at the top of another mountain, in Kaer Morhen, where Geralt is too busy with Ciri to talk while the other witchers are rude to him. He is penniless, injured, has nothing but the bloodied clothes on his back and is suffering from nightmares about Rience.

- Vesemir is a tired old man who has witnessed too much bloodshed in his lifetime. His body may be enhanced and therefore he doesn't feel the physical effects of aging (if at all) as much as he does the mental. All witchers were human at some point, he can actually feel the psychological toll of living much longer than humans are designed to. Still, he has to be strong as the master of the keep, to set an example and to be a dependable source of wisdom and guidance for his pups. He will never admit it out loud, but the things he has to deal with after Voleth Mier overwhelm him. There's Geralt's whole elder blood child surprise thing, constant repairs of a crumbling fortress, honoring and mourning the fallen witchers, processing the fact that new mutated mosters are appearing and they don't have the mutagens to create more of their kind to protect the continent and survive. There is nothing he can do about it except deal with the anxiety of knowing these stone cold facts.

- In this whole mess, two broken souls might just be what the other needs. Where Vesemir could do with a break, with a little joy, Jaskier is more than enough to help with that. And where Jaskier could do with being taken care of after everything he's been through, after everything he lost, Vesemir is a perfect candidate for that job. Their relationship would be yin and yang, balance and harmony personified.

- Honestly, please tell me that you see it too! They have a lot in common, Jaskier is a professor, mastered the seven liberal arts, grammar, logic, rhetoric, arithmetic, geometry, music, astronomy and according to canon, he passed every exam with flying colors!

- Vesemir is wise, he has lived for centuries, he has witnessed history, he was trained as an alchemist, has extensive knowledge about many things. He is a bottomless pit of knowledge.

- They could talk for hours together and never run out of topics to discuss.

- And the sex? OH BROTHER! Jaskier fucked his way across the continent countless times, while Vesemir is so ancient there is no way that he hadn't bedded a considerable amount of people. Yeah, the sex would be mind blowing I should think.

- Jaskier is a hopeless romantic and Vesemir is a traditional gentleman (when he is wooing the damsels, according to game!canon Lambert.) They would probably be very fluffy and affectionate with eachother. Verbose compliments, music, cuddling, kissing.

- LMAO, imagine everyone else's reaction!!!

- Geralt would be mortified seeing his friend making out with his father figure on the kitchen table 🤣🤣🤣

- The other witchers would probably feel uneasy, shocked at first too, until they get used to it. HAHA ONCE THEY DO LAMBERT IS GONNA FUCKING MILK IT

"Morning papa Vesemir, papa Jaskier"

- KAER MORONS!!!

- Also, the theoretical adventures a witty traveling part fae bard and a silverfox witcher could have, make me beyond giddy!

#jaskier #julian alfred pankratz #netflix witcher #witcher netflix #dandelion #jaskier dandelion #vesemir #witcher vesemir #jaskier x vesemir #vesemir x jaskier #veskier #geralt bashing #geralt of rivia #witcher headcanon #witcher fic #the witcher #lambert #fae jaskier #elder blood jaskier #joey batey #kim bodnia #henry cavill #witcher ship #netflix #kaer morons

[tigerlyla-of-metinna]

Vesemir

Here is a lovely edit of Papa Vesemir given to me by @ningnomaningnong. With how he looks at the viewer, I can see the ladies man during his younger days :).

He is the witcher’s Papa or Uncle Vesemir, but to the damsels in his time, he’s Daddy :D.

Photoshop edits by me.

#vesemir #witcher #the witcher 3 #witcher 3 wild hunt #photoshop #virtual photography

[the-butch-of-blaviken]

what's Keira's favourite thing about Lambert and what's Lambert's favourite thing about Keira?

Oh! That’s an interesting question!!

I think their favorite thing about each other is how much they surprise each other.

I've talked about this in passing in the tags of another post but a headcanon of mine is that when they first met, they both took one look at each other and, with a lifetime’s experience of two people for whom being able to rapidly get a general impression of what kind of person they have in front of them was sometimes a matter of survival, thought they had the other figured out. Keira pegged Lambert as a macho man with something to prove, daddy issues and a problem with authority. Lambert saw Keira as a vain and shallow woman with little concern for anyone except herself and an irritating need to always get the last word.

I'm thinking about this in the context of pre-Wild Hunt attack Kaer Morhen: Keira just arrived after Geralt suggested she took refuge in the Wolves' bastion and Vesemir, Eskel and Lambert are here to welcome her. Lambert and Keira, each thinking the other one is a dumbass, keep bickering and everyone else is like 🙄 please either stop being in the same room together or fuck it out because this is getting ridiculous

Then something happens — I haven’t decided what exactly. Maybe Lambert chances upon Keira’s notes for the cure of the Catriona plague and the alchemist in him is both intrigued and compelled, but the thought that Keira might be embarked on a humanitarian mission just isn't adding up with his preconceived idea of her, and now he needs to find out more about her. Or maybe Keira stumbles upon Lambert and the other wolf bros that night when they're shitfaced and raiding Yennefer's closet: she takes one look at him and immediately knows this isn't his first time wearing a dress, but she can't reconcile that idea with what she thought she knew of him. They're both behaving like they're standing at a conspiracy string board and have just been presented with a contradictory element, telling themselves they need to be Right about the other one and not realizing they're already strangely obsessed.

Fighting side by side and the tragic event that followed the Wild Hunt's attack bring them closer together and eventually they realize how wrong they were about each other — about the big things, obviously, but also about the little ones, like the fact that Lambert likes to sew (helps him keep his mind calm and focused), or that time Keira got so angry at a guy she punched him in the face, or those evenings where they get pleasantly drunk and talk shit about other people behind their backs. It's the small details they love most about each other, and the little ways in which they keep surprising each other

#OOF this got out of hand #i want to say i've been thinking about writing a fic centred around their first conversations #buuuut i already have my hands full with two wips and that mini d&d campaign so i won't say anything #thank you for giving me an opportunity to rant about those two!! #lambert #keira metz #keibert #anon ask #my post

[greyshadowfaux]

Jaskier's Christmas

Jaskier spends his first Christmas with the wolves.

‘Arms up.’

Jaskier obediently reaches skyward as Eskel pulls a new woollen sweater over his head. It hugs Jaskier’s growing belly, soft fat where hip bones and ribs used to be. Even when he’s naughty and Geralt spanks him, Jaskier is still allowed to eat.

Kaer Morhen is much better than Lettenhove, in that regard.

#the witcher #baby jaskier #age regression #ao3 fanfic #daddy geralt #papa eskel #papa vesemir #baby lambert

[spilledbutter]

lmfao rewatching nightmare of the wolf and it's just as good

geralt got soooo many traits from Big Daddy Vesemir it's so fuckin hilarious--the baths, the goading filavandrel, the annoying tag-along he's actually in love with

but can you---can you IMAGINE geralt with the same overt sense of humor? imagine the same energy as "your mother fuck a goat" but all the time

i would simply DIE

#asi rambles #witcher #the witcher #wiedzmin #geralt #vesemir #nightmare of the wolf

[a-wolf-in-lions-clothing]

ok but lambert and ciri having a one on one sparring session one day (normally geralt would be there to oversee, but today he and a few of the others got roped into helping vesemir with some chores inside the keep) and because lambert is lambert, and without anyone currently around to put him in check, he inevitably starts being a dick in some way or another. maybe he's actively teasing/heckling her, maybe he's just pushing her a little (or a lot) too hard, either way it is RELENTLESS, and ciri is dangerously close to being 100% FED UP

and lambert, seeing this but not REALLY seeing this, decides to make things that much worse and tells her, in his most mocking tone, to

"Go cry to daddy about it"

and this? THIS makes ciri's mouth, which surely had been about to release some form of scathing insult, snap shut and her face which was already flushed with frustration and exhaustion, go almost comically red with anger and, let's face it, embarrassment

because if there's one thing ciri HATES, if there's one thing she will not stand for, it's being treated like a baby

lambert, believing he has successfully put an end to the blondes ''whining'' opens his mouth to direct the girl back into her fighting stance to continue sparring, when suddenly who should make an appearance on the training grounds but the white haired devil himself?

"What's going on here?"

the familiar deep timber of geralt's voice is tinged with worry and suspicion as he approaches the two. though he had only just missed their earlier exchange, he could scent the bitter irritation radiating off ciri from a mile away. it was what prompted him to come check on them in the first place, and the unshed tears he sees glistening in her usually lively green eyes and the slight tremble of her lips as she presses them into a firm line in an unsuccessful attempt at disguising the show of emotion, makes him glad he did

though ciri would normally be loathe to admit this in the company of others, just geralt's mere presence and concerned gaze is enough to drain some of the tension from her body, and so in that moment before geralt can turn his questioning look to his younger brother, she makes a split second decision. she thinks to herself, fuck it, fuck THIS, FUCK YOU

and with way more force than is necessary, throws her wooden practice sword to the snow covered ground, and in a move which gives the older witcher a sense of deja vu, opens her arms wide to wrap tightly around his middle as she comes crashing into him with all her might

and just like that first day in the woods, he does not hesitate to return the girls embrace in full, in fact the stray tears he can now feel soaking into his shirt as she nuzzles into his chest only makes him hold her tighter

and lambert? well lambert only has about half a second to realize what a massive mistake he's made before he's got over 6 feet of angry protective witcher dad staring him down in a glare that rivals even that of vesemir (which is really saying something) and letting out a low growl that makes the red head shrink back and lower his gaze to the ground like a properly scolded pup

and if it weren't for the fact that said angry witcher was currently preoccupied swaying back and forth where he stood with his own pup held securely in his arms and whispering soft words of comfort into the girl's messy curls in an attempt to calm her shakey breaths (and FUCK. Oh fuck, oh gods he really fucked up this time) he knows his ass would most certainly be grass by now

fuck.

#gratuitous use of the word ''and'' 🙃 #listen i love you lambert but i needed someone to be an asshole for the purposes of this post and if you didnt want that to be you #then you shouldn't have Been Like That™ in the show ok??? #look lambert does love ciri but he's also just an idiot who doesnt know when he's taken things too far #anyways #ciri learning how to weaponize her new found status as daddys little girl 😈 #ciri learning that its ok to get frustrated/emotional at times and that taking comfort in her loving destiny dad doesnt make her weak 🥺 #geralt & ciri #geralt of rivia #cirilla of cintra #cirilla fiona elen riannon #lambert #the witcher #the witcher netflix #twn #dadralt #dad!geralt #fic idea #my post

[0dde11eth]

Vesemir walking in on jaskier and the pups being stupid, and he's about to unleash a LECTURE.

Jaskier: daddy chill

Vesemir: what the hell even is that!?

#jaskier #papa vesemir #bard in kaer morhen

[sinseon]

this one goes out to my fellow Lambert girlys. my fav boyfriend with daddy issues. also aiden is in this.

A Wolf And a Cat

Lambert was never one for all those stupid touchy feely gestures. He wasn’t one for compliments either. He also wasn’t one for being around someone for days on end. Breaks were needed. The man couldn’t handle so much at one time. With someone there, there was no room for him to think. Feeling caged in led to aggressiveness on his part.

That was his look on the world. With anger it takes over the rest of his emotions. Pft other emotions? Lamb doesn’t have those. He cusses, drinks, and fights. Human or monster. Clearly his schedule was full without having anyone else around. No other mouths to feed. This was perfect and exactly how he wanted to live his life.

Until he got stuck working with a cat on a stupid Kikmora contract. No matter how many times Lambert cussed and threatened this guy would not leave him alone to think.

So why was he entranced by one person? Why couldn’t he stop staring at this guy? Most importantly why did it have to be a cat? Wolves and cats shouldn’t get along. It was a story that was probably even older than Vesemir himself.

Aiden. Lambert had learned that was his name. The man didn’t talk off his ear or stick to him like glue. No Aiden barely looked at him. The cat did things for him.

At first it was small things. The witcher would fetch water for them, start the fire, or set out their bedrolls. Lambert barely awarded him with a thank you.

Then it got bigger. Aiden would give him his last swallow or get his sword mended for him.

And then when Aiden asked to follow him home to Kaer Morhen it certainly didn’t stop there. The cat did chores for him, even the ones where he had to go outside and nearly freeze his tits off.

Why was this guy doing this for Lambert? To anyone else the answer was obvious. The cat was just as infatuated with him.

In return of these acts of service, Lambert let the man warm the seat beside him. They sat at the same table for hours together making bombs to use later. They did chores together, drank together, and trained together. Around this cat the wolf could breathe.

Lambert could think around Aiden.

#witcher lambert #lambert #the witcher #witchers #witcher #witcher fic #witcher aiden #aiden #lamdain

[thedovecollector]

The Collector’s Kink List

This is not comprehensive, and will likely change multiple times. And, as usual, Your Kink Is Not My Kink (and that’s okay)

I also, at this time, exclusively write for The Witcher.

Hell Yes: Beastiality (dogs/wolves), con noncon, dubcon, incest, grooming, daddy kink, AOB, knotting, breeding kink, age gap, small cocks, mpreg

Alright: Omorashi/piss kink, non-con (non-violent), beastiality (not dogs/wolves), RPF, monster-fucking - harkness and non-harkness passing, feminization (forced or otherwise), masculinization (forced or otherwise), virginity kink, necrophilia, cockwarming, public sex, pet play, cum inflation, stuffing, eating disorders

Meh: Non-con (violent), blood and gore, cheating, humiliation, sex pollen

No thanks: Spanking, vomit, little space, lactation

Fuck No: Somno, scat, spitting, hanahaki, choking

Yes, I take prompts! Yes, it might take me a while to write them! This is my secondary account. I focus mainly on non-doves right now, just cause that’s where my muses are. 

Characters I love to write for: Geralt, Jaskier and/or Dandelion, Aiden, Eskel

Characters I will write: Yennefer, Ciri, Triss

Characters I don’t care for: Lambert

Character I will Not write: Vesemir, Emhyr

Characters I just don’t know/uncategorized: Fringilla, Cahir, lots and lots of game characters

Favorite ships: Geralt/Jaskier, Geralt/Eskel, Jaskier/Aiden, Jaskier/Eskel, Jaskier/Lambert, Jaskier/Yennefer, Jaskier/Ciri, Jaskier/Jaskier, Geralt/Ciri

Not for me ships: Geralt/Yennefer, Geralt/Triss, Eskel/Triss, Eskel/Lambert

Any ship that includes Jaskier includes Dandelion as well, though I write them differently.

#the collector speaks #DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT

[on-a-lucky-tide]

Pspsps! Vesemir/Guxart leather daddies in 3 sentences please?

Vesemir kneels at Guxart's feet, his tongue tracing the leather ties at Guxart's crotch through the muzzle on his face, the end of a horse whip resting between his shoulder blades is all that's needed to keep him there.

"Good boy," Guxart says, the leather of his glove creaking as his grip tightens on the handle.

Vesemir growls, shows his teeth in a challenging snarl but doesn't get up, and Guxart feels a rush; he's the only one that can make this old wolf kneel.

Three Sentence Fic Game.

#asks #witcher vesemir #witcher guxart #my face claim for Guxart is Oscar Isaac and I am losing it at this image