Feb 5, 2022
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@witcr : 🗣️ between geralt and the boys :^)
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Send me 🗣️ for incorrect quotes of your muse and mine
@witcr : 🗣️ between geralt and the boys :^)
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me: let’s say ciri has this significant other. . . @witcr: geralt says no
THE GOOD PLACE SENTENCE STARTERS
@witcr : ❛ what is all this junk ? ❜ / lamb boi
the comment has obviously prodded him in a sensitive place, as much as he hates to admit. lambert bristles slightly, brows furrowed and he bites. ❛ it’s not JUNK, ❜ comes quick defense. ❛ these are trophies. you know, from all the monsters i’ve killed ? maybe if you did a little more hunting and a little less pining you’d have a trophy or two for yourself. ❜ but the insult was without substance. they both knew geralt was plenty good at hunting and had a very respectable kill count.
but, just as obvious as that was, it was also obvious that lambert would leap at the opportunity to defend himself, especially from such a comment. ❛ stop starin’ at it if you think it’s junk, eh ? ❜ arms have come to cross defensively over chest, despite every attempt to seem unbothered.
@witcr | sc
It is the moment their gazes met that something in him felt it, something in their air changed: are they the Witcher his old companion told him about in their last breath? The more he spends time with them, the more it feels he is on the right path; they are—different, to say the least.
He has promised them: he won’t be a hurdle shall they accept his company and presence, shall they teach him what they could, and if he ever becomes one, he shall leave on his own accord. Today is not the day; he fights side by side, proving not to be a puny human incapable of defending himself. “ On your left! ” They might not need it, yet it doesn’t hurt to offer the help he can; too many ugly creatures are swarming around the both of them.
@witcr asked:
“we don’t know what’s out there. can’t you hear that scratching?” / adrian mayhaps 🙏
The man’s gaze turned to the white-haired witcher, eyes narrowing a bit for just a moment. A sort of noncommittal grunt of acknowledgment left him as his attention turned towards the sound. There was a sniff at the air before he spoke. “Best way to find out is to see it. Can’t do that in here.” Truthfully, it was a risk, but that was what happened when hunting monsters, right?
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@witcr asked:
[ COMPANY ] for one muse to sit with the other so they don’t have to be alone while they’re upset. / for jaskier
Jaskier had learned early on some of how the witchers potions effected Geralt. He’d grown used to the veins, to the paleness, the look of toxicity running through the man. He also knew the man preferred to be alone when coming down from them... but he was going to test a theory. Perhaps it wasn’t a want to be left alone, perhaps it was the sound. The fact that the bard rarely was quiet. He was going to check. This time, he just sat there near Geralt. A quiet sort of solidarity.
@witcr hit the <3 for a starter!
❈ --- Alistair’s whinnying caused Brenna to whip her head around and scan the forest’s edge. Evening approached and she had stopped and made camp, and though anything could have made the noise she heard, Brenna wouldn’t take any chances. Her body slowly stood from where it was perched by the campfire, with her hand ready to unsheathe one of her knives in her thigh holster. Sniffing the air, she was able to tell it wasn’t an animal nor beast who made the twig snap, and her eyes narrowed.
“Come on out. I know you’re there.” The Griffin called out with cautious authority, azure hues continuing to monitor the area thoroughly.
@witcr sent: “ i hate valentine’s day. ” → BE MY VALENTINE! | accepting
“Oh-- well...” Bit of a wasted effort that was. Great. Well! No issue. He could handle this. Alas, his expression had given him away almost instantly. “No matter. Not like it hold much weight with us anyhow. Don’t really have anyone to celebrate it with anyhow,”
He could find someone, he was sure. Someone lonely, in need of a good night. That was fine. He could be that for someone if they needed it.