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Kaer Morhen, meaning “Keep of the Sea of Yore,” is home to a school of witchers. Years ago the keep was destroyed and its inhabitants murdered during a massive pogrom. Currently only a handful of witchers winter here before setting out again on the Path. (x)


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More of Ciri’s life in Kaer Morhen!

This is when Triss first introduced Ciri to makeup and probably the reason why Ciri always has heavy liner/ eyeshadow in the games .

Vesemir on the other hand, is still pretty clueless about makeup, despite him being 400+ years old lol

Geralt has Roach, Eskel has Lil Bleater so Lambert has to have an animal companion too.

I’d imagine he’d have a parrot (because it matches with Vesemir’s hat) and teach it all the swear words and annoy people together.

au where Geralt and Jaskier are in an established relationship, and Geralt is absolutely smitten with Jaskier.

The other wolf witchers are endlessly amused at how much of a doormat Geralt is for Jaskier.

Anything Jaskier wants, all he has to do is bat his lashes in Geralt’s direction, and Geralt will drop whatever he is doing to help. Quite literally, too. He was working with Lambert on the roof, and he dropped the ladder supporting Lambert to answer another one of Jaskier’s calls.

Lambert was not happy.

The witchers start to run bets and play pranks on Geralt to see how far he will go for Jaskier. Geralt is not amused with his brothers, but can’t stop himself from doing things for Jaskier because he cares for him so much.

Meanwhile, Jaskier is completely oblivious to the other wolves’ shenanigans and is having the time of his life at Kaer Morhen.

Writing this down to draw later but hear me out. Witcher Role reversal au but it’s with the trio. We have bard Geralt, witcher Yenn, and mage Jaskier.

  • Bard Geralt is selectively mute so he just plays his instruments really reallywell to earn coin
  • Yennefer instead of being sold is abandoned by her family and picked up by kaer morhen so nothing really changes from Geralts story
  • Jaskier on the other hand ohohohohoho. He’s a wild card. Never followed the rules of magic (you know he’d be mixing herbs) and was always really handy at it.
  • Jaskier came from a prestigious mage family so he’s been cocky about his skills since the start
  • Jaskier never struggled with the first spells like yennefer instead he was infuriating-ly good at them.
  • We’re ignoring that women can’t be Witchers here but early Witchers put yenn through the trials and we’re like “damn it worked?! Let’s do some more”
  • I want to think that yenn willingly went through the trials on the off chance her back could b fixed? The same way she did with the mage trials

And there’s all the word vomit I can muster. Expect reverse au art soon!!

Edit: the art is up! Go check it out!

https://warlock-arts.tumblr.com/post/681999569733795840/warlock-art

Lambert is the kind of guy to say ‘I love you’ and 'fuck you’ in the same sentence, to the same person. Try and change my mind, you can’t.

Geralt, who absolutely hates it when people touch his personal belongings, has no problem with Jaskier stealing his clothes:

1. Jaskier, the idiot, never dresses for the weather. Geralt allows him to wear his clothes so the younger man won’t die from hypothermia.

2. The bard looks kind of cute in Geralt’s clothes.

3.Seeing Jaskier wearing something of his makes Geralt feel hot.

4. Did he mention hypothermia already?

drunk geralt, a “scary witcher”:

- very cuddly, all sloppy smiles

- needs attention or he may literally cry

- likes booping people on the nose (especially his brothers and jaskier)

- tries to pet every cat he sees


drunk jaskier, who’s named after a flower:

- will fight someone, anyone, just give him the chance. may literally kill a person if they insult geralt

- always loses one of his socks

- tries to steal another goat for eskel, a friend for lil bleater

- gets arrested (if he got drunk with lambert, they both get arrested)

Kaer Morhen: Home Alone, Protected by the walls of Kaer Morhen and their own ingenuity, Ciri and Dar

Kaer Morhen: Home Alone, Protected by the walls of Kaer Morhen and their own ingenuity, Ciri and Dara fight off Nilfgaardian attack!

My piece for the BTC Reverse Bang with my wonderful writer @cheeseandcrackships  - HeavensCrack on ao3
Fic in the reblog :D


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I lost the prompt, but @veritasrose wanted some soft hurt/comfort with the wolves. Geralt is in pain and in a funk, and his brothers take care of him. 609 words

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Geralt woke up in his bed in Kaer Morhen, in pain and in a funk. His knee and elbow ached, the room around him looked grey, and the air felt oppressive. He wanted to pull the bedding over his head and stay there, but he knew that the longer he lay there, the more uncomfortable he would get.

With a grumble he threw the blankets back and pulled himself up and out of bed, slowly tugged his clothes on, and headed downstairs. 

As he walked around the table in the dining hall his knee twinged, and he bumped into a chair with a curse before dropping into the one next to it. Lambert looked up from his seat on the other side of the table and raised a brow. After silently appraising his brother for a moment, the younger witcher went to the kitchen without a word. He came back a few minutes later to find Geralt rubbing at his knee, and handed him a steaming mug.

“Drink this, pretty boy.”

“What is it?” Geralt eyed the mug skeptically.

“That tea Vesemir makes, for inflammation and shit.”

“Why?” Geralt looked at him with narrowed eyes. “What did you do?”

“Oh, shut the fuck up and drink it, would you?”

Geralt rumbled, but did as he was told.

Eskel came out of the kitchen with Vesemir, putting out plates laden with breakfast. He quietly served Geralt, then himself, and Geralt grunted his thanks. They ate a quiet meal, and after silently appraising the younger wolves while they ate, Vesemir asked Geralt and Eskel to clean and organize the library instead of continuing the repairs they’d been doing outside the day before. 

In the library a few hours later, Geralt dropped a book and cursed, then kicked the shelf in front of him before letting out another string of expletives. 

“You want to talk about it?” Eskel asked.

“What, dropping the book?” Geralt said bitingly. Eskel just gave him a look in response. “It’s nothing. I woke up sore. And… it’s… quiet here.” 

Eskel’s lips quirked. “Never bothered you before.”

Geralt scowled and didn’t answer.

“Couldn’t be missing someone, could you?”

Geralt let out a quiet growl.

Eskel chuckled. “No, of course not.”

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Over dinner, Eskel turned to Lambert.

“Hey Lambert, what do you say to a throwback? We all sleep out in front of the fire here, like the old days?”

Lambert spluttered. “What, are we—” Eskel shot him a look to shut up, then cut his eyes to Geralt and back, and Lambert changed course. “I mean, yeah, a good ol’ fashioned puppy pile! Sounds, uh, sounds great.”

Geralt didn’t say anything, but after dinner he went over and started piling furs on the hearth. When everyone was done with dinner and clean up, Eskel, Geralt and Lambert flopped onto the furs, bellies full. They shuffled around until Geralt had his head on Eskel’s middle, and Lambert’s was on Geralt. Eskel pulled the tie from Geralt’s hair and started combing through the silver strands with his fingers. Geralt felt tension that he hadn’t realized he was holding melt away from his body. 

“You should invite him next year,” Eskel murmured. 

“What? That isn’t - I mean, who—” Geralt said, and Eskel huffed a laugh. 

“Just think about it.”

“Hmm.” 

Lambert had started softly snoring, and shifted to curl into Geralt’s side. 

Geralt laughed softly. “He always was a cuddler in his sleep.”

“But he’d bite you before he’d admit it,” Eskel said.

“Mmm.”

They lapsed back into silence, Eskel lightly scritching Geralt’s scalp.

“Thanks Eskel,” Geralt said softly.

“Any time.”

Geralt drifted off to sleep, cozy and warm and safe. 

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TY@ahh-fxck&@lohrendrell, beloved beta’s.

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