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Maybe I’m not a good person but I’m a pretty good friend sometimes

Two weeks of work and handmade Iorvethas as a gift for my good friend is done

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fonsmortem:


Exactly a year ago I maked the first digital artand look how far the work has progressed

This one-eyed devil inspired me to try digital way and I am infinitely glad that The Witcher fd entered my life, turned everything upside down and introduced me to many people ✨

к фанфику “Рикошет” @ ficbook

к фанфику “Рикошет” @ ficbook


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Iorveth and those leggins I can’t stop thiking about

Iorveth and those leggins I can’t stop thiking about


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 They say all elves are beautiful, that they are born thus. In Iorveth’s case someone set out

They say all elves are beautiful, that they are born thus. In Iorveth’s case someone set out to change this, marking his face with an ugly scar


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yeah Fit For Pearls is fighting me, BUT, dependable old Iorveth is there for me.

chapter 3 of Growing Out, on AO3

Dania leaned in next to him with a rustle. “Who’s that woman,” she breathed.

[Iorveth] freed a hand from his cloak to tap his fingers lightly on the table, signing to her absently before he remembered that she likely did not know the sign language. It took effort to focus enough to take the little lead pencil stub she’d brought to take notes with, and use it to scrawl on the paper she had in front of her. Yennefer of, he wrote, and then could not make himself spell her place-name correctly. It came out with a V and some b’s and a g in it but it was not the correct name, and he tried again and still failed, and then gave up and set the pencil stub down. He heard Dania huff a little laugh at his attempts, and flicked his fingers dismissively at her, before returning his hand to the warmth of his cloak.

ALSO@cacheth drew art of a pair of OC’s I introduced in this chapter, because I brainstormed them in the Discord chat, so I link to them at the end of the chapter but please have this link here as well:

Dania and Cece Fitzhugh

Their entire characterization was “ok I need there to be an herbalist in Vergen” “hmmm I think I gotta make up a couple people here” … “what if they were lesbian vampires”, and then “what if one of them was fat and butch”, and then “oh the wife should be high goth” and then “oh! the wife should be Black and high femme goth”, and let me tell you just like, ticking the character creator boxes made them both spring to life on the page and I now love them both enormously, in a modern A/U Dania would be one of those older butches with a jingly keychain clipped to her belt and probably one of those ID badges on a retractable thingy and absolutely the most enormous multitool you’ve ever encountered on a holster on her belt, who when she shows up you’re immediately like oh thank fuck, we’re gonna survive this, and Cece, well, we’ll meet her next chapter, she’s actually wound up kind of important so we’ll get to know her in due time.

The other bonus material for this chapter is to brainstorm how badly Iorveth misspelled Yennefer’s name when he wrote it down for Dania in the meeting.

Yeneffer of Vamberger
Yennefferr of Vengeber
Yinefr of Vingbeefer
Yamefer of Vambefer
Ymmmmfmm om Vmmbbmmfmm

thinking that iorveth has a completely warped sense of humor. his idea of a joke is something so bizarre and unhinged that it makes the recipient either deeply concerned or uncomfortable. like….

iorveth:

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geralt, ciaran, saskia, literally anyone with a brain:

on the other hand, he is a pretty decent orator, so he can anddoes say things that would make anyone sensible laugh. only, it doesn’t quite hit the same for him–he’s probably just repeating something he heard once because he remembers the reaction it got. so, he’ll just keep on cracking his fucked up little jokes anyway because he enjoys them. that’s all that matters.

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