#( iorveth && pearl )

[irresistiibles]

@mischiefxmuses asked: “I can’t comment.” - Iorveth to Pearl

"can't comment on human problems? well, i suppose they should be confusing to just about everyone." though it was less of a response than she expected when she went and rambled on about short lives and the time wasted being stuck here in this city. "it's not a personal concern of mine anyway, just a lingering thought." and she had all the time in the world to just sit and think here.

[henryyarden]

Comparing yourself and your boyfriend to iornon is insulting. You are both not strangers, you do not care about each other, you have common things and understanding, you also talked a lot. There is also clearly no evil ridicule and humiliation in your relationship.

It's none of my business, but I just hope that you two are doing great in a relationship and understanding like RocheCiri, and not like iornon.

(Okay, I said I'm going to ignore her, but this is too much, I just can't. Please forgive me.)

DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT THIS IS WHAT WE DO? Honey, this is not how cosplay works. We do not change our whole personalities and our relationship dynamic for our costumes. Not to say how often we would have to throw out everything about our relationship to fit what we are just doing.

No, we don't think we are Iorveth and Vernon (thank gods) and if you think about your life this way, please don't. Don't bend your life to your favourite fictional characters. And if you already do, try to get some help. These characters are not real. Ciri and Vernon don't exist in our world. Just as Iorveth and Vernon don't exist.

I know that from my Tumblr profile it looks like I do not have anything else to do in my life than simp over Rorveth just the way it looks like you don't have anything to do in your life than to hate every ship that is not Roche/Ciri, so let me get this straight.

Doing Rorveth photos doesn't mean we compare ourselves or our relationship to them.

Just as we don't compare our relationship to lord Hans Capon and Henry of Skalitz.

Just as we don't think we are Nilfgaardian soldiers.

Just as I don't want my husband to pay with his life for making him the captain of the Black Pearl.

Just as I don't steal and he doesn't kill people.

(Honestly I still live for this ship from completely different settings.)

Just as we don't want to go on a journey to destroy the One ring.

Just as we don't think we are important figures of Tamriel.

We don't compare our relationship to any of these characters and their possible ships. We are cosplayers. We are a couple that share a passion about movies and books and video games and we love to discuss them as proud nerds we are, but we don't share a mental illness which would make us actually believe we are the characters.

I don't want our relationship to look like Iorveth and Vernon, and I for sure don't want it to look like Vernon and Ciri (who by the way didn't share a single sentence in the source material if you so insist on comparing). I want it to be just the way it is - two people who love each other and share a strong passion for their common HOBBY.

You don't have to be worried about our relationship, because WE know what is real and what is fiction. Maybe you should also try it.

[sourfacedlemon]

Lemonfic Masterlist [1/26/25]

SourFacedLemon is the alternate account of TheAceApples/@sourfacedlemon is the sideblog of @aces-to-apples

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Works: [ 17 ]

Fandoms: [ 4 ]

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Star Wars:

"hold it in your mouth for a minute (real hunger has a real taste)"

"It wasn't about anything so shallow as physical desire. They wanted each other in the way of flesh wanting to knit itself together over a wound." Explicit, No Archive Warnings, Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Savage Opress/Clone Trooper Glitch

"a burning house i want to live in"

The Sith Master falls and a new Lord rises to take his place. Except, no, he does not. Mature, No Archive Warnings, Star Wars: Prequel Trilogy, Darth Maul/Anakin Skywalker

"little heart goes pitter-patter"

Wolffe's a little confused but he's got the spirit. Teen, Underage, Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Ahsoka Tano/CC-3636 | Wolffe

"house on fire"

Love is weird. Teen, No Archive Warnings, Star Wars: The Clone Wars, RC-1207 | Delta-07 | Sev/Anakin Skywalker

"sticky sweet stuck in your teeth"

Maul comes back from being Selected changed, but not unrecognizable. Explicit, Rape/Non-Con, Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Feral/Darth Maul

"(there is no) inertia in the ocean"

After being knighted and promoted to general of his own G.A.R. Legion, the 501st, Anakin meets his assigned captain.

Mature, No Archive Warnings, Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Alpha-17/Anakin Skywalker, CT-7567 | Rex/Anakin Skywalker

"(dear, i fear)(we're facing a problem"

Sidious doesn't conveniently set his endgame into play just as the Siege of Mandalore is set to begin but Obi-Wan is still called away. Anakin stays behind because nothing short of his beloved father figure's impending demise can pull him away from his newly returned little sister. This is a mistake on Sidious's part.

Teen, No Archive Warnings, Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Darth Maul/Anakin Skywalker

Dragon Age:

"caging the best of us"

Malcolm can only be grateful that Leandra is no longer with them to witness the destruction of the home they built together. Teen, No Archive Warnings, Dragon Age II, Gamlen Amell/Malcolm Hawke

"memento (mori)"

King Cailan has a very special request for Duncan's new warden recruit. Explicit, No Archive Warnings, Dragon Age: Origins, Cailan Theirin/Female Surana

"sweetened by the thorn"

"Mountains. Cold. Let's bring Dorian."

Explicit, No Archive Warnings, Dragon Age: Inquisition, Blackwall/Dorian Pavus

"a hundred jewels between teeth"

It's funny, but Alistair can picture it, a small pale little Morrigan child with enormous bright eyes and ragged clothing, hiding behind some shrubbery and watching an unfamiliar being of beauty and wealth. It's a shockingly cute image.

Less so, the one that follows it. He can see that one as well.

Teen, No Archive Warnings, Dragon Age: Origins, Alistair/Morrigan

"(And I like you)"

The Inquisitor's brother (and the Inquisitor himself, truth be told) is a strange and somewhat disturbing man. Dorian Pavus could use more of that energy in his life.

Mature, No Archive Warnings, Dragon Age: Inquisition, Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Savage Opress/Dorian Pavus

"veins run red and blue"

Dorian Pavus and Savage Opress against the world. (One of them, at least.)

Explicit, No Archive Warnings, Dragon Age: Inquisition, Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Savage Opress/Dorian Pavus

"disaster in bloom"

"heady & sweet & worthy (to be held down)"

More quests at The Pearl means more time to make mistakes.

Explicit, No Archive Warnings, Dragon Age: Origins, Alistair/Sten

The Witcher:

The battle for Vergen was won, Saskia returned to her rightful place at their head, Loc Muinne and its sorrows left to moulder, and Nilfgard may be pushing for a Third Northern War but it hasn't arrived yet. None of that explains why he, the Woodland Fox of legend and nightmare, has to deal with this shit.

Explicit, No Archive Warnings, Witcher 2: Assassins of Kings, Iorveth/Vernon Roche

"conquered with courage"

Geralt doesn't make it to Kaer Morhen for winter and finds somewhere else to shelter.

Explicit, No Archive Warnings, Witcher 2: Assassins of Kings, Iorveth/Geralt of Rivia

Dungeons and Dragons:

"virtue nor blade"

Xenk Yendar and Edgin Darvis team up to investigate suspicious happenings and find themselves happening suspiciously. Also Ed hates mind magic and Xenk hasn't gotten laid in half a century.

Explicit, No Archive Warnings, Dungeons and Dragons: Honor Among Thieves, Edgin Darvis/Xenk Yendar

[witcher-trash]

Weekly (?) Witcher Fic Recs 10

A Rocky Shore (ciri & geralt, teen, complete, 500) Ciri grieves alone.

Cloves (eskel/lambert, explicit, complete, 6k) A contract goes sideways and Lambert improvises. Eskel suffers the consequences.

Fit for Pearls (ciri/oc, teen, wip, 70k) Part of the Meet Death Sitting series In a multimedia property where the Chosen One character is a girl who is WLW in every canon (c'mon Netflix don't let us down), we deserve a fairly sweet Disaster Lesbians love story with an Emily Dickinson poem at the front.

For the Wretched of the Earth -series (berengar & kiyan, mature, wip, 3k) “That sounds like a job for a Witcher,” he’d said when the alderman had brought him a drink and described the issue. “Are you not a Witcher, then?” the alderman asked, confused. “No,” he said, ignoring the weight of a medallion against his breastbone, hidden away under his shirt. He wanted nothing to do with whatever was happening here, and he refused to be sucked back into a world he’d left behind years before. Somehow he’d ended up here anyway. Berengar isn’t a Witcher anymore. Still, he finds himself searching the crumbling ruins for whatever had taken up residence there.

Lambert's (Not-So) Mysterious Vial of Oil (aiden/lambert, explicit, complete, 11k) Part of the Fuck That Kinda Destiny series Lambert discovers that Aiden has been using spit - fucking spit - along with a laundry list of other disgusting alternatives for sex (tallow, yeah, that was on offer too). He whips up his own lube using a centuries-old recipe and they go to town.

Missing You (eskel/jaskier, mature, complete, 2k, modern au) Jaskier is curled on their bed above the blankets, legs tucked into his chest, cuddling what looks to be one of Eskel’s sweaters. He must have fallen asleep watching tv again, and the quiet sounds of Say Yes To The Dress play softly in the background. Eskel places his spaghetti on the bedside table, then climbs onto the bed next to Jaskier and leans in to kiss the corner of his boyfriend’s mouth, running a hand up and down the smaller man’s back. “Mmm, you’re home,” Jaskier murmurs. He doesn’t open his eyes, but rolls over and clings to Eskel’s warmth, searching for more kisses. Eskel pulls him closer and kisses him properly this time, then nuzzles the younger man’s hair, breathing in the familiar scent of Jaskier’s shampoo. “I am. That my sweater?” “Yeah. Missed you.”

The Fall (vesemir-centric, mature, wip, 25k) Tensions run high between humanity and the witchers. Vesemir, Master of the wolf school, attempts to keep himself together as the world starts falling apart around him

Under The Table (iorveth/vernon roche, explicit, wip, 10k) Part of the Meet Death Sitting series Midwinter 1272, the nations sharing a boundary on the Pontar meet in Vizima for a discussion of trade networks. The Upper Aedirn Free State, for some reason, sends Iorveth. Roche finds himself babysitting. Hijinks, and some violence, ensue.

Will-o'-the-Wisp (ciri & lambert, ciri&coën, coën/lambert, teen, complete, 2k) Part of the Fuck That Kinda Destiny series Coën nudged the Wolf triumphantly as awe blossomed over Ciri's face. “There now, a tale of drunks and devils is not fit for a princess. But mystical beings from another world?” Lambert scoffed, but Ciri looked thoughtful. “Why are there two different stories? I've heard of the part about the evil spirits. That’s true of every tale, but...” “Stories are a cobbling together of the morals, myths and realities of the people that tell 'em,” Lambert said, scratching idly at his beard. “In my village, we had drunks a'plenty, malicious fucks, so their tales of evil all warn against it.” Or: Lambert and Coën share stories from their childhoods with Ciri while will-o'-the-wisps dance across Morhen Lake.

[irresistiibles]

"An elf." She repeated curiously. The word was sort of familiar, like something from one of the fantasy shows. Pearl shrugged. "I've been told I'm not particularly approachable myself. I don't know if the judgement actually means anything." Though she was occasionally rude to humans, she was getting better, and liked to consider that the more important point of it all. "And injuries may just mean you've been in combat before. That's more relatable to me than anyone sitting around with a smile."

"No I am not. I'm from a place called the Continent. I'm a Scoia'tael elf." He bowed his head in greeting. He could be a brute and a horrible person but he did still have some manners. He was attempting to not judge too quickly here but it seemed she didn't care much for human problems so possibly she wasn't one either. "No I suppose not but I didn't think I was the type to look very approachable." He motioned to the eyepatch and scaring on the right side of his face.

[irresistiibles]

Pearl cocked her head, looking at the ears for a few seconds before back at the man. "I don't understand. Are you not from earth?" Still, when it came to avoiding human problems, that was something Pearl could certainly understand, though perhaps they were heading in opposite directions with the whole ordeal, as these days she was working to care more. Pearl shrugged. "I suppose I'm trying to socialize more since there's no one I know here in this city. Is there a specific way I should pick who to do that with?"

"Human problems are not mine. As I am not one." He pointed to his elf ears. "And I prefer to avoid their problems as I struggle to find sympathy these days." Thanks to humans. He was trying because the people here were not the humans from back home. He looked over at her with his one good eye. The other covered with the eyepatch but the scaring very visible still on his cheek. "And why did you pick me to share that lingering thought with?"