I think it's interesting how Roach is able to see Vlodimir despite Geralt being the only one who should be capable of that (as confirmed ingame) since he's the one who got possessed.
Either horses can see ghosts in the Witcher universe, Roach is just Build Different or her and Geralt's bond is so strong that she can immediately sense that something is Not Quite Right with her horse dad and that Upsets her.
I for one fully accept the latter as my headcanon.
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Smart Surgeon with her dumbass himbo. I love their dynamic so much!
Favorite part in the quest:
Vlodimir spent the whole wedding quest shamelessly flirting with Shani, but when they got to the top of the barn and Shani actually flirted back, Vlod's awkward ass got so bashful he basically turned into a blushing maid.
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Vlodimir von Everec (in Geralts' body)
The only time I see Geralt being fun-
Vlodimir: See? I'm fun!
-is when Vlodimir takes over :D.
Pic from my PS4 gameplay with photoshop enhancements.
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Fourth and final chapter of the fic that was supposed to be a one-shot cranking out some angst for Olgierd Von Everec, but alas, it grew, and became an industry-sized factory still cranking out angst for Olgierd. Ach so!
Anypoo, please enjoy the end.
@poetikat @gustfields @andordean
CHAPTER 4
I caught you weak
In that blinking eye
You're mine to take
- A Body of Your Own, Maraton, 2022
Finally, he was here.
For the second time today, Olgierd found himself standing outside the double doors leading to his and Iris’ bedroom, although this time he was in the peculiar and really rather terrifying alternate reality painted in all the hues and nuances of Iris’ pain and fears.
His walk from his study and toward the bedroom across the landing opposite the study had happily been uneventful, and in all honesty, Olgierd thought he had had quite enough of nightmares to last several lifetimes. He put his hand on the door in front of him, sliding his fingertips over the varnished oakwood, hesitant to go in. He was afraid of what he might or might not find on the other side, and it staid his hand.
I’ve come this far, though…
Drawing in a deep breath and steeling himself against the unknown on the other side, he pushed down the handle and let the door swing open. The room was warmly lit, but the texture of the room wasn’t anything like what had come before, but rather it looked exactly as he remembered from when he had still lived here together with Iris. As he stepped inside, he noticed that the washbasin sat where he remembered, the same books lined shelves, the rugs laid where they once had, even the bedding was the same, but there was no Iris to be found.
Slightly nervous that there might still be more trials for him to traverse, he walked to the small ensuite to his left, which Iris had used as her atelier. Pushing open the door, a solitary candle stood on a small round table of raw wood next to a canvas that faced away from him. Even though he had acquired a slight wariness of portraits, he was still too curious not to take a closer look, and what he found unexpectedly warmed his heart to its core. The portrait depicted the two of them, Iris perched on an ottoman and smiling, gazing happily and lovingly up at Olgierd as he stood above her holding the violet rose, his head inclined down towards her.
He studied it for a while, trying to imprint the picture into his mind as he felt something in his throat constrict slightly.
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Read the rest on AO3 here.
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You know what I wish? I wish Vlodimir and Shani could have a chance at a real relationship and she would help Geralt out because she cares about the fate of her beloved's brother and not because the developers force her on you no matter your choices in the base game.
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