#the witcher memes
you flee my dream come the morning
your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
to dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy
of violet eyes, glistening as you weep
*making out w vesemir real quick in the back of the wagon before he has to go pick up his kids from martial arts class* “oh geez louise y/n”
gently braising eskel, kentucky frying jaskier and i’m just cutting cahir in half
while we’re on the topic i’d like to pickle geralt
*holding olive oil and garlic cloves like a bottle of wine and a bouquet of roses* hey mr vesemir, uh is lambert home?