#witchers layouts

[giraisol]

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[seance]

THE WITCHER (NETFLIX) + their gwent cards in the witcher: wild hunt

[turninlovedits]

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[hyungin]

[ephemic]

É pedir muito por uns icons + header combinando com a yennefer de vengerberg? ✦

[jacksonshadid]

HENRY CAVILL

[truffzitas]

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[teatitty]

Listen Dandelion is the type of person who loves pretty jewellery so much that you could tell him the gorgeous circlet he's eyeing up is a cursed object known for leeching the souls of its wearers and he would still go "Okay but what if I'm built different though?" and try to wear it anyway because "it's the perfect accessory for my new ensemble"

[shinrinkitsune]

Freya Allen as Ciri layouts.

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[inexplicifics]

So every time there is a scene about the layout of the great hall, I have some trouble picturing it? Like is the dias with the throne all the way to the back wall? But if so, when people are being introduced is the head table between them and the dias? And “head of the table” of all the others? Does that mean with their back to the head table so they are the closest, or does it mean the other side so they have a direct line of vision to the head table? Cause I can imagine that last one being different in human courts vs Witcher court? Like humans just find it important to be as close as possible, but witchers modestly want a direct line of sight and not to put their back to the open space in the hall where brawls happen?

I have no idea if this makes sense. But basically, pretty please, do you have a crude layout sketch cause my brain keeps getting confused??

So Turtlette, over on the AWAU Discord Server, came up with this beautiful drawing:

Which is a lot better than anything I could do. There's the dais behind the head table; I think the hall extends a ways beyond that, and then there are doors in the back wall for Geralt's office and so on.

The Heads of Schools sit at the head of each table, with their backs to the head table.

Geralt doesn't sit in his throne much, and when he does, the table is moved out of the way - tables in medieval times were often trestles, and could be easily dismantled.

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[pinkacademic]

Studying Language

Sorry I've been rather inactive, I'm slowly trying to get back into the swing of things!

This is something I’m actually qualified to talk about! I speak three languages fluently, albeit in need of a little practise, and I’m learning one more currently, with one on pause due to time constraints. Nevertheless, I feel pretty confident in my information lol. I’m also a qualified TEFL teacher and have worked abroad teaching English!

Full immersion is the best option. The best thing you can do is spend your time in a country that speaks your target language and force yourself to learn, once you have the “Hello,” “Goodbye,” “Where is the bathroom?” all mastered. In Ireland, there are places called Gaeltachtanna where you go for different lengths of time depending on the course and live in a town speaking exclusively Irish, usually staying with an Irish-speaking family, and going to classes for the language and for games and dances. Of course, that’s not an accesible option for everyone, so you could try going to places like your nearest Asian market, Eastern European market etc, and any areas in your city with a lot of immigrants that might speak your target language. If you have friends who speak that language, natively or just to a better level than you, ask to meet them for coffee and chat as much as you can in your language.

Immersion Part Two: Culture. The people who speak your target language natively do so not just becaus that’s the place in which they exist, but because that’s the place that they live- they get their groceries there, they go to school there, and their language developed because of the day-to-day, as well as unique aspects of their culture such as dances, music, and especially food. Learn about the culture of the country or countries that speak your target language. Eg, fold a paper crane or eat sushi if your language of choice is Japanese, watch an telenovela or go to a salsa class if your goal is to learn Spanish.

Watch TV shows in your Target Language. If you can’t access the locations, and even if you can, watching TV or movies is great because it’ll help you understand the cadences of natural speech that you can’t get from a textbook or formal class situation. Start with movies you might be familiar with like Disney movies (I will die on the hill of “Mother knows Best” from Tangled is better in Spanish). You can also combine your subtitles and audio, using subtitles in your own language at first, and challenge yourself to changing the subtitle.

Similar to the above points, use YouTube or Twitch to your advantage too. That’s probably a lot easier if your target language is English, but there are creators that speak in their non-English native language too. My friend watches a Mexican Minecraft YouTuber called Quackity who has a Minecraft server modded to feature a live translator between Spanish and English, which is very cool.

Read books in your Target Language. We don’t love The Chronicles of the Boy Wizard in this house, but the books are available in 85 languages. The Hobbit also has a tonne including Cornish, Thai, and Ukranian, and Twilight has about 37 translations, just to list a few well-known examples. Learn especially about books written originally in your target language.

Consume Media Originally from the Country or Countries that Speak that Language. Read the Witcher, watch Física o Química, join the dubbed vs subbed anime bloodbath. It can be so beneficial to your understanding of a language to see how those who speak it write it themselves, not just for localisation purposes. It can especially be useful for slang and dialects.

Duolingo and other apps. I’m swiftly approaching my 365 day duolingo streak,* and I fully intend to celebrate with pierogis and a green cake. But there are other options out there, and all of them are great for beginners. I can only speak about Duolingo as its the one I use, but I’m having a lot of fun with the layout of it. However, I do need real practice if I’m going to become actually fluent.

That’s it! I hope this has been helpful!

*I've surpassed it since writing this!! I'm at 400+!!

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[hailey-333s-blog]

hiii i’m hailey just wanted to introduce myself and my drs bc im bored 😜

OKKK first im a shifter (that hasn’t shifted) 😭😭

I started out in shifttok (ew..) then transitioned to reddit which eventually made me want to come to tumblr..

i still have no idea how tumblr works, i was never a tumblr girlie 😭😭😭

anyway onto my drs

MY WAITING ROOM

this is itttt (pic found on pinterest) in front of the bed there’s a couch and a big tv, there i can watch memories from my cr and any of my drs, the tv is gonna be like a netflix layout and every show is gonna have different seasons (each a year), and I can watch the vlogs i make in my traveling dr 😁

also here I have like an alexa that i can call that’ll summon anything i want, I also have my cat here so i don’t feel super alone, bc that’s low key scary….

From my waiting room i can shift to any of my drs, and script them, I also have a huge closet so i can pick out clothes that i’ll have in each dr, and a magic mirror that i can change my appearance with! It’s also where I’ll shift back to before i get back to my cr!

MY TRAVELING DR

ok so this is my main dr i want to go to rn. it’s basically in the name I can travel anywhere w my friends or just by myself. I of course have unlimited money 😜

I also have a vlogging youtube channel where i vlog everything i do, I don’t have alot of subscribers, as it is mostly just for me. But i also just want to be someone’s comfort vlogger 😭😭

that’s really it there’s not a lot to it 😭😭

MY FANTASY DR

ok so this dr is a mix of like acotar, throne of glass, and kinda the witcher???

So basically i’m a witch (this is where the wither aesthetic is) and im in a coven but we are really free to do anything after our training. I’m super powerful bc Im also part high fae. I’m the only witch that’s been “created” usually you are just born as a witch, but when i was younger i got really sick and my aunt was a witch and asked the coven to help me. she died trying to save me (rip aunt frl) anyway i then went through schooling there and stuff. After that i move back to my little cottage, but still attend gatherings and balls with the coven.

When i’m traveling back from a ball i meet a group of high faes and become friends w them and realize the main guy is the high lord of a land a while away that ive never been to. anyway i join their court and become friends w everyone and fall in love w the high lord 😍😍 bc ofc i need my main character moment..

anyway that’s it thanks for reading!!

[tigerlyla-of-metinna]

Welcome to the Nilfgaardian Collection

The Empire

Emperor Emhyr

and the Heirs of Nilfgaard: Morvran and Cirilla.

Many thanks to @i-be-busy-witchering who took these photos for me, and some edits in Lightroom on my end. They came out beautifully and I am proud to put them as my page layout and header

[limerental]

ficletvember 2024 - day 18

roche/geralt mid-tw2. content warning for the consent being fairly dubious

When Geralt reappears after siding with Iorveth, Roche can't resist offering his help, despite the sting of betrayal. Once he's escaped, Roche also can't help taking from him one last time.

The moonlight glowed on the Witcher’s bowed head, his arms strained backwards in Roche’s hold. Safely outside the walls of the disordered Kaedweni camp, having fooled the soldier at the gate into thinking him a simple prisoner, Roche tightened his grip rather than loosening it.

Earlier, he had materialized out of the darkness, visible only as a glint of eyeshine, and at first had seemed no more than a vision conjured by Roche’s sleeplessness. 

He’d dreamed of this, of Geralt slinking back in regret, needing him again. 

He had thought to refuse him, to spit at his feet and turn away. Did he truly believe that he could side with the Scoia’tael and still find any allies here? There'd be little hope of navigating the camp without knowledge of its layout and surrounding tunnels. No one else would have come to his aid or given him intel or helped him escape.

Geralt had made his bed when sailing off with Iorveth, and Roche could have stubbornly made him lie in it. 

But he hadn't.

Looking back over his shoulder in question, Geralt flexed his bound hands, and Roche felt the bones in his wrist shift in his tightening hold. He could break free without much expended effort, shimmying out of the loosely-tied leather cord and shattering Roche’s clenched fingers.

Instead, he sighed and let his shoulders fall limp, head dropping lower.

“Go on then,” he said. “What are you going to do with me, Roche?”

He marched them forward into the darkness, following the towering border of the camp’s fenceline. When the torchlight no longer had any chance of reaching them, Roche planted a hand between Geralt’s strained shoulderblades and shoved his face against the rough wood. 

His body was nothing but lean muscle against his, Roche’s control sheer illusion, but Geralt allowed the manhandling, did not protest when his legs were knocked apart or when the ties of his trousers were loosened.

One long, drunken night in Flotsam, what felt like ages ago now, Geralt had pressed behind him like this against the door of his private quarters. WIth lips at his neck and slick fingers curled inside him, Roche had stifled muffled cries in his fist and trusted that Geralt would not hurt him.

He’d been wrong. Not then but in the coming days. His betrayal was a wound in itself. A violation.

Roche spat in his hand and let his hurt burn through him as he pressed stiff fingers inside of the body before him. Geralt grunted, fighting his natural tension to force his muscles lax enough to take them.

The anger didn’t last long, and Roche’s touch gentled, petting inside him with small sweeps of his fingertips.

“I shouldn’t have helped you,” he said, replacing his hand with the head of his cock. He spat again, the full dark meaning he felt rather than saw it pool at the divot of the Witcher’s tailbone, trickling down. It wouldn't be enough, and he didn't intend it to be. “I should have let them kill you.”

“I wouldn’t blame you if you had,” Geralt said, his breath hitching as Roche pressed close. He was shorter than Geralt, going up on tiptoe to seat himself flush. 

In Flotsam, Geralt had been the first man to kiss him, barely over-exerted by the rough drive of his thrusts while Roche panted open-mouthed against his lips, overwhelmed by simply clinging to hang on. He had trembled through his whole body in Geralt’s arms, the abrupt punch of his orgasm aching like it never had before.

On the border of the Kaedweni camp, Roche rut blindly and swiftly with no aim to please his partner, but Geralt groaned all the same, his bound hands twitching against Roche’s belly. 

“Vernon,” he sighed, rough voice a rumble of sound. 

“Shut up,” Roche grunted and got a rough handful of Geralt’s pale hair. He’d thought he wouldn’t hear his name spoken like that ever again. “Bet you let the squirrels have you like this every night.”

Despite himself, he imagined it, the lean, shifting bodies tangled in swirls of green ink, sun-darkened skin a clear contrast to Geralt's mutated paleness. Did he whisper the elves’ names with the same tenderness, treat them with the same focused intent?

In Geralt's bed, Roche’s world had narrowed to encompass only him, to want nothing but the heat of his gaze, the touch of his hands, the soft offering of his praise. 

The pleasure and attention had rent through the walls of his recent grief and reached places Roche hadn't known existed. Long-buried parts of him that craved to be singularly possessed and cared for. To be loved, even knowing the murkiest dark depths of ugliness at the heart of him. 

As his thrusts lost their rhythm, Roche touched his mouth to Geralt's neck, tasting the metallic tang of his amulet chain.

Roche hated the Witcher. He hated that he'd help him again even still, that he'd give every scrap of himself to hear that fondness touch his voice again. 

As he finished, he shoved Geralt away to let streaks of ejaculate wet his thighs, forgetting to restrain the desperate, pleased sounds that escaped him. Barely-recovered, he drew up his fallen trousers and shoved again at the solid wall of the Witcher's body.

“Get out of here,” he ordered, and thankfully, Geralt did not linger long. He spared a glance back, maybe looking something close to regretful. Roche felt hollow with regret and even so knew he'd pathetically make the same choices all over again.

The Witcher disappeared quietly into the dark the same way he'd come.