#-- Aiden

[kupocat]

Lambert: “Poke mine for a fart.”

Aiden: “Please don’t, he drank Black Blood recently and it’s the worst.”

please

[ysolt]

lazy aiden warm-up

[zanephillips]

IVAN ALEXIEV Aiden (2024)

[eliotbaum]

posted this character sheet a while ago on Patreon, and here it goes as well.

Bonus:

[vivtanner]

We are not always what we seem, and hardly ever what we dream 🌌

Aiden, Warlock of the Undead for @nudlmonster

[nudlmonster]

A little comic about how Aiden met Strahd and received a gift from him. ..and also commited a little social faux pas.

[0dde11eth]

Kaer morons playing hide and seek one day

Geralt: first one found. (No geralt hiding behind the curtains isn't a good hiding spot)

Eskel: second one found. (He's a bear of a man, it's harder for him to find nooks and crannies that he can fit into)

Lambert: third one found. (He giggles when someone walks by his spot, which he denys profusely)

Coen: the fourth one found. (He's patient and clever. He finds spots never before used by any of the morons, which isnt easy considering how old they all are and how often they play.)

Aiden: second to last out. (He's a cat witcher he can hide in plain sight. He painted himself so he looked like one of the statues. He couldnt resist and jumped at lambert who squealed in terror.)

Jaskier: last to be found. He just got lost in the castle and everyone was in a panic until they found him

[starless-nightz]

Their reaction to you sending them 🫃 with no context

requested -> [yes] | no

note -> This is a platonic smau.

characters -> Ashlyn Banner, Taylor Hernandez, Aiden Clark, Ben Clark, Tyler Hernandez, Logan Fields

[fly-in-amber]

Taylor: *sneezes* Aiden, in the vents: bless you Taylor: …God?

[ptit-lion-art]

Did that some weeks ago when Red announced it was contacts x) haha finally took time to do the doodle parts

(Omg Red saw it in instagram and reposted it in her story 😭)

[artistsfuneral]

Hey, remember that really cool witcher fic I never wrote bc it's living rent free in my head? Yes this one:

Lambert gets captured by a mage, for some plot reason, and to avoid getting killed by the rightfully angry witcher, the mage curses Lambert's senses.

His vision is terribly blurry, think dark vignette around the corners, messy shapes, more a constantly shifting, wobbly mess than anything else. He can't see. It hurts to open his eyes because he can't even control his pupils anymore so light just gets in and - yeah it's not great.

He is deafened. A normal human would probably be unable to hear anything, but he's a witcher. It all sounds like his head is held under water. He can't make out any of the quiet noises and everything loud sounds distorted and really far away. Lambert is in a lot of danger.

He also can't talk. Not in words at least. He can growl and whine and scream and- He doesn't need to be able to hear himself to know that he sounds more like an animal.

The only thing the mage has left him with is his sense of smell (and touch). The idiot probably had no idea just how good a witcher's sense of smellcan be and it's Lambert's main tool of survival now.

So Lambert somehow manages to escape anyways - because it's Lambert and Lambert is awesome and there needs to be plot to this. But it's also winter and everything is just loud and bright and cold and oh gods what the fuck is he supposed to do?

He can't see anything. Light reflects off of snow and right into his blown out pupils, effectively blinding him. The sound of his boots against the snow is incredibly disorienting. Every crunch seems to echo in his ears and he can't make out anything else. There's only one way for him to go and it's foreward. Away from the smell of ozone and into the forest.

He stumbles and falls and gets up just to stumble all over again - he just wants to get away, it doesn't matter into which direction he's walking, as long as he's getting further and further away from that hellhole

And then he stumbles again, trips through the snow and down a goddamn cliff - thankfully the snow cushions his fall but yeah... He's not doing so peachy. He loses his consciousness (like all good characters do) and he thinks that's it, he's going to die in a heap of snow. He hopes his brothers won't think he fell on purpose. Despite how much he complains he would never actually leave them behind like this....

What Lambert doesn't know is that he's basically fallen into the temporary camp of the cat caravan. And they look at him and decide yes, they are going to keep this absolutely pathetic (broken, bloody, too thin, shivering, wet, barely alive) looking witcher.

When Lambert wakes, he panics (obviously) and his fight or flight kicks in hard. There's strangers all around him and they're trying to hold him down and they're strong and gods above this is fucking scary! And then- then his hand meets a familiar object. A medallion. He freezes up, clutches at the medallion like he's holding onto his own lifeline- and then a hand takes hold of his and leads it to another medallion and with his hand against their chests he can feel their witcher-slow heartbeats and oh thank fuck-

(i am procrastinating by writing this down, need to post it now or else i will be sitting here til tomorrow, avoiding my actual task but do let me know if you want to hear how this continues because yes theres a lot more of this in my brain)

[ysolt]

good night.

[elmonstro]

Lambert's suffering from high toxicity after a hunt but luckily he has someone to help him out...

Huge thanks to @shy-urban-hobbit for all the motivation, ily friend <3, please read her fic inspired by it because it's sending me!!!!! All her stuff is amazing!

[fandom-junk-drawer]

What Jaskier sees daily as he wanders the grounds of Kaer Morhen

(Vesemir is crying in a corner somewhere because his sons are idiots)

[eliotbaum]

The party at castle Ravenloft