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#Ciri x vernon
tumbleweedtech · 2 months
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Oh get fucked you dipshit. No one bothered with you or cared about your ship until you started attacking people for the "crime" of liking a different ship than you. I'd forgotten you existed and was all the better for it. Sure, fine. Vernilla forever, it's vanilla and boring and stupid, just like you. I shall stop enjoying the fandom I'm in, that has nothign to do with you, and come back just to write you some stupid blonde bimbo who lays back to get fucked in boring, uninteresting, and unpleasant ways by some smelly fucking war criminal who barely gets it up because he's too goddamn old and tired. He's just huffing and puffing away on top of her like some pathetic lump. How's that for pillow princess, you dumb fuck? At least check if 1) people are even still in your fandom, or 2) taking prompts, you utter fucking shit stain. You are the worst part of fandom. I wish your computer would melt. You do not deserve the internet. I hope your phone battery never holds a charge, every plug in your home fries the motherboard of every computer you have forever, and every ship you ever love is never, ever more than a rarepair that only you and the nice people you trick with prompts bother to write for. You lost any chance at kindness and/or respect from me when you attacked people who had nothing to do with you, when you sent inappropriate gifs to minors and you harassed people WHO HAD NEVER EVEN WRITTEN ROCHE BEFORE. Now go away, @whereisvernilla . Go the fuck away and don't ever come back. Because all you're doing is making me hate Ciri as a character since you can't fucking comprehend that people not writing your ship doesn't mean they dislike it, or dislike the characters. IT JUST MEANS THEY LIKE OTHER THINGS. Fucking moron. I swear to god if you had two braincells it'd be because one was solely dedicated to keeping you breathing, you goddamn idiot. I swear to every god you don't understand the concept of fantasy, of preferences, or consent. You keep telling us to go to hell. WELL BITCH ILL MEET YOU THERE. this is the fucking stupidest motherfucker I have ever met both in person and online and i've met some really, really fucking stupid people.
And for everyone who has no fucking idea what's going on, sorry. This dipshit has evaded blocks, sent emails, dms, asks, both anon and not, full of bigoted slurs, she's stolen fics and art that she's edited and reposted, she's sent sexual things to minors, she's sent sexual things unasked for to people, she has been asked, told, demanded, and reported. She comes around every now and then and Drums up drama crying about how no one likes her ship when all we were doing was cheerfully enjoying doing our own things and ignoring her. Note: Been dealing with her bullshit for years now. Yelling at her makes her leave me alone for a few months.
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marinamd29 · 1 year
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"I want someone wonderful. I want a man to love me the way Geralt loves you. I want a man willing to fight for me. I want a man who won’t let me walk away from him."
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northernolddragon · 1 year
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Red Riding Hood and a Hunter, who have already dealt with a pack of wolves.
for @marinakd29 in support of your vernonciri.
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1k Followers Challenge- Slot 1 Vernon x Ciri: The Crown Of Love.
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Pairing: Vernon x Ciri
Pov: Ciri
Warning: Forced marriage, Saving your true love, just over all cuteness, wedding crasher vibes, happiness, fluff.
Summary: When Ciri is forced to marry another her true love the only one for her comes to save her from a loveless state.
WC- 1.4k
The Witcher Master List // The Heros Master List // 1k Follower Challenge Master List
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It was going to be the wedding of all weddings in Nilfgaard. The princess was getting married to the great general Voorhis, not that the city truly cared about what was happening behind the castle walls, or really knew what was happening behind the castle walls. It wasn’t for anyone else to know, not even Ciri knew not until the day she was to be married to him. 
I sit waiting for the knock on my bedroom door. I know the knock heard it all my life. My father, Emhyr. He knocks loud enough to have my maid nearly running towards the door to open it for him. “Ah my darling dearest, you look wonderful.” He says as he stands behind me. I’m looking at him but not really. I was told of this wedding yesterday evening, and since then I haven’t said a word to my father. 
My heart is racing because I know that Voorhis is not who I love, not who I want to spend the rest of my life with. I don’t want titles or the people's favor, I just want to live my life the way I see fit, but my father is a strong headed man. Taking ‘no’ isn’t something he likes to do. “Dear are you really still mad at me? Come now you know that this is what is right for the city, and for the crown.” My father speaks as if I haven’t the foggiest idea of what is right or wrong. I do, I know that forcing your daughter into a marriage she isn’t going to be happy in is wrong, telling her the night before is wrong, and keeping her stuffed away in a castle until you need her is wrong. 
“I’m not mad father.” Is all I say. The corset is set tightly around my waist. The jewelry is a perfect representation of what weight this crown brings to me. The weight that the word princess brings along with it. I’m just a pawn in a game far larger than my life will ever be. I’m a pawn in a game for which I probably won’t see the end of. My father reaches over to the vanity pulling a necklace from the wood table. 
He unclips the hook and places it gently onto my neck, “You my dear will rule the whole of Nilfgaard when I got to rest. You need a good, strong man by your side to help you along the way. Don’t…” He says clipping the necklace back together and then looking into the mirror. “Do not ruin this for the crown, for the city or for me, do you understand.” He’s stern in a way that has me looking back down at the floor. The shoes on my feet are killing my toes, I have no mobility. 
There’s no running away. 
There’s no ruining this for my father. Not while I’m trapped in this perfect version of how he sees me. 
“Yes father I understand.” I say quietly forcing a smile to my face. “Good.” He says with a crooked smile on his face as he bends down to place a kiss to my forehead. “Always such a good girl for me.” I smile once more before he’s looping his arm in mine, and walking us towards the door. Towards my entrapment of marriage to a man I don’t like or ever care to like. 
The chapel hall is filled with people that I’ve never met or even seen before. Voorhis stands at the end of the long line. He stands there looking at me like I’m his prey, My fathers hold on my arm is tight as we continue to walk down the aisle, “Smile my dear.” He whispers through clenched teeth. I smile, and my stomach turns when I’m finally at the altar. 
In one whole blink of a moment my whole life will change, and surely it won’t change for the better. Not when I know there’s someone better, someone that loves me, cares for me, and wants me. Someone who makes me laugh, someone who I’d run away with if given the chance. The room full of people are staring right at me, burning my skin with their non-stop judgment of my well my everything. 
Voorhis hands aren’t anything like Vernons. In comparison they’re soft, and small. Vernon’s have cracks and are rough to the touch, you can simply tell the amount of time and effort a man like Vernon has put into something. The way that Voorhis looks at me is different as well, his eyes don’t light up the way Vernons do, instead they darken looking at me as if I were prey caught in a trap. Which currently that’s exactly how I feel. Trapped in between these chapel walls with nobody to save me from the fate that has been chosen for me. The priest talks and I look at our hands touching. 
It’s not until the priest gets to the words “Is there anyone here who objects to this happy marriage?” I’m hoping and praying that someone, hell anyone stands up and says something. It happens that someone does stand up, someone does utter those words that will hopefully set me free. “I do.” I know that voice, I know that voice because he’s always in my head. I know the voice that whispers sweet nothings into my ear before he kisses my neck, and when I look up I’m one hundred percent right. 
Vernon stands in the back, looking no different then he does on any other given day. He’s a spotlight in the crowd of dull, and mundane people surrounding us. I let go of Voorhis hands dropping to my side, pleading with him to say more. He winks at me through a crowd of people that are gawking at the both of us. I can feel the anger pooling around me. My father stands and Voorhis’s face is turning a deep shade of red. Embarrassment doesn’t look great on him. 
“I object to the marriage of convenience. To this marriage that is loveless on both sides.” Vernon says as he moves through the crowd and closer to me. A lonely bride who waits for the right man to come and save her. The closer Vernon gets the closer I feel to freedom, the way it itches and nips at the back of my heels. Vernon has a draw to him, and every time he takes a step forward I fall for him further. 
The crowd of people around us are in utter and complete shock. How could their king allow for such a show, for such an embarrassment to happen on his watch. I can see his teeth grinding and the gears in his head working a little too fast on how to work around this embarrassment. Vernons rough hands grab mine and I feel at home for the first time since I’d last seen him. “You’re beautiful, you know that.” Vernon whispers to me, I smile for real for the first time today. “Will you take me away from this horrible place?” I ask and all Vernon does is nod. With my hand in his tugging me away from the angry Voorhis, and my father. 
There’s a look on my father's face I really can’t place. A look of happiness but no for himself but for me. The guards are at full attention waiting for the king's orders, and when nothing comes Voorhis turns to him. “How dare you let this scum take my wife.” Voorhis screams. “Voorhis shut up.” Is all my father says as he watches me leave with Vernon. When the chapel walls disappear and the green grass comes into view there’s an invisible weight that comes off my shoulders. Making me feel lighter and more at peace. 
“Thank you.” I whisper into Vernons back as we ride away. “Where to my love?” Vernon asks me. “Anywhere you go is where I go.” I tell him, he hums. When we make it to Termeria, and settle down for the night I can’t help the words that end up falling from my mouth so freely. “ I want to marry you.” I say, but there’s no shock written on Vernons face. Instead a smile grows on the man's features and he sweeps my heart up all over again. “Then we shall get married.” He says simply. 
Almost a year later when I look down at the sleeping girl in my arms it’s then that I realize just what a wonderful choice I ended up making. “How’s my darling Mirra doing today?” Vernon asks, I shush him as he rounds the corner. “She’s sleeping, but I’m doing wonderfully.” He smiles and bends down to kiss the crown of my head. There’s another realization that hits me, that’s the only crown I’ll ever need. A crown of kisses, hugs, and sweet ‘i love yous’.
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Completed on: 04/09/24
Posted on: 04/10/24
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justleaf · 1 year
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Regarding the recent posts I've been tagged in from a user who goes by MarinaMK29 or MarinaKD29, henceforth referred to as Marina.
This is a timeline of events from my perspective.
Please note that Marina and I are mutually blocked and have been for some time (I cannot provide a date).
My one ask is that you absolutely do not send her hate, be it in the form of asks or messages or comments. Otherwise you are free to draw your own conclusions and choose your own actions.
prior to 18 Dec 2022
Firstly I heard from other creators that an anon, who was potentially Marina, was going around people's inboxes leaving asks, so I made a post asking that anon not to interact with me. Secondly she had also left a reply on one of my posts where she was rude to a friend of mine. Thirdly I also have no screenshots to prove this, but Marina indicated that she was Anti Iorveth x Roche in her bio.
These actions led me to block her.
10 Mar 2024 1354hrs edit: Marina herself confirmed this sentiment in an anonymous ask:
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18 Dec 2022
Marina sent me this ask. I responded poorly.
27 Dec 2022
I received these asks on a newly-created blog centered around Vernon Roche. The aforementioned blog does not include references or links to my blog justleaf. I cannot provide evidence that it is indeed Marina.
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31 Jan 2023
A callout folder with screenshots from others about Marina was posted. I was not involved in curating these screenshots, and therefore I cannot confirm their validity.
~24 Feb 2023 (exact date unknown)
A community that I am part of was running an event. Marina commented on this post, and you can see my friend Min's response and their confirmation in the comment of this post.
She then tagged the event's Tumblr in a post.
24 Feb 2023
I wrote a drabble for the event and tagged it with Vernon/Ciri, because I had chosen to include a dynamic where these two characters had slept together.
1 March 2023
I was notified by a friend that Marina tagged me in 2 separate Tumblr posts, which I have provided screenshots to below.
I also received an email from AO3 informing me that I was gifted a work from Marina.
I reported these posts to Tumblr and AO3. As of 1 Mar 2023 at 2300hrs in my local timezone, the AO3 work was taken down, as was the Tumblr post that contained a screenshot of my content.
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2 Mar 2023
Marina plagiarised my work in a post of hers. My fic is on the right, which was posted on 24 Feb 2023.
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Note: this post was edited on 2 Mar 2023 at 1624hrs in my local timezone. Edits include formatting as well as further clarification.
Second note: this post was edited on 8 April 2023 at 1834hrs in my local timezone. It was edited to include the section "prior to 18 Dec 2022", because I was going through some of my old posts and noticed that she had tried to communicate with me before that. It was also edited to include the vernon ciri tags, and marina's new username "marinamk29not".
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What's scary about RocheCiri? Why do others always tell them no?
i just noticed the ask, sorry 🫠 for me, there is nothing scary or weird thing about them. and they are the perfect one for each other.
to be honest, i don't understand why most of the people hate VernonCiri 😕
they are the cutest and they will always be!!
♡VernonCiri♡
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jay-arts-t · 1 month
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Roche/Ciri, please?
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I don’t really indulge in Ciri ships bc she’s baby in my mind but they’re cute!!
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lunarbreaksblog · 2 months
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ciri as empress of nilfgaard and roche as her loyal vassal and them dating...
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Empress!Ciri X loyal vassal!Vernon roche
Note: normally don't ship this but I understand that people do! So enjoy :)
"God save the Queen"
Vernon was anticipating something, there was an unrest in Nilfgaard after Emhyr gave the throne to his daughter.
Ciri was a capable leader and fighter however she was like him in a way— both didn't have the heart for politics.
Vernon was only here in the castle since the Empress had kindly request for him. Which might've have been strange had it not been that Vernon was her Royal Vassal. As well as, Vernon was Ciri's lover... Well secret lover
It bothered Vernon but he understood the complications it would lead to in Nilfgaard. The horror on their faces if they heard a temerian was fucking their empress. A filthy stupid nordling, according to the whispers.
Soon, he reached the throne room, it was empty except for the empress.
"I dismissed the guards"
"You might be in danger"
"I can take of myself" Ciri muttered, brows frowned
Ciri hated being underestimated... especially by people she knew, even if Vernon came from a view that he wants her safe. On the other hand it made her warm, happy to feel someone she could now rely on.
They met in the middle of the throne room, Vernon wrapped his arms around his lover, who in returned cupped his scarred face.
Briefly, their lips met. It had been while since they've seen each other.
"I've missed you" Ciri spoke as she broke the kiss.
"I've missed you too"
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Roche/iorveth and Cerys/Ciri fans are the bullies and haters of other ships.
You can ship whoever and whatever you like, Ciri/Roche, Ciri/Roach, Roche and a ship, whatever makes you happy, Marina. I don't give a flying fig. But Roche/Iorveth and Roche/Ciri have the same right to sail on this vast ocean that is the internet, there's space enough for everybody, big ships and small boats. However, sending all those anonymous asks to random people who don't even know those characters and aren't interested in them will probably not get you more fans and fanworks for your Vernilla ship, on the contrary. Maybe use your energy and time instead to write some fics or draw something yourself instead? Be positive and creative instead of annoying? Maybe that'll get your ship a nice breeze for its sails.
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No one is harassing this idiot, they're only responding to the messages SHE sends. Notice that ALL the "harassment" happens on OTHER people's blogs?
If she doesn't want anyone to be angry at her all she has to do is leave them alone. That's it. That's all. Stop sending anonymous messages, stop evading blocks.
Nearly everyone has blocked and ignores her. She's just mad that going up and screaming at people to like HER ship instead doesn't make people stop what they're doing and immediately creating for VernonCiri.
Or screaming why do people hate her ship (when they've never said anything negative about it) make them cry and apologize and immediately start creating for VernonCiri.
People are allowed to enjoy different things, and this dumb bitch does not understand that she's ruined her chances to make any of these people interested in her ship because her behaviour. Even though I think the ship could be fun to write, I will never, because it would reward her shitty behavior.
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petyritonel · 1 year
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Hello. If you are still looking for requests, I would like to request a ship (The Witcher 3) Vernon Roche and Ciri (they are both adults and a relationship with a difference in age is not a crime, so please do not throw dirt at me and do not drive me away 🙏). It's very sad because there are very, very few drawings with them... 🥺
You also managed to draw Vernon very beautifully.)
If you still draw a picture with them, then I will be very grateful to you.
Have a nice day ❄️
*my screenshot for possible inspiration*
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hope the fandom police doesn't come after me, but here's Ciri helping Roche with his headgear
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tumbleweedtech · 2 months
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HERE YOU GO I WROTE VERNON ROCHE/CIRI JUST FOR YOU MARINA I HOPE YOU LIKE IT
mind the tags :)
ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A DUMB BLONDE BIMBO. SHE WAS A PRINCESS BECAUSE OF COURSE SHE WAS. HER NAME WAS CIRILLA FIONA ELEN LIGHT BLONDE PURE GOOD ANGEL BABY RHIANNON AND SHE WAS THE PROPHECY BABY OF SOME DUMB BITCH WHO FUCKED A HEDGEHOG. CIRI WAS A PILLOW PRINCESS MEANING SHE LIKED TO PLAY DEAD WHILE MEN FUCKED HER. SHE JUST LAID THERE LIKE SNOW WHITE AND WAITED FOR THEM TO HUMP HER BACK TO LIFE. NO ONE EVER COULD UNTIL VERNON ROCHE BECAUSE HE ACTUALLY THOUGHT SHE WAS DEAD AND GOT SO EXCITED BY IT BUT THEN SHE WAS STILL BREATHING AND HE WAS SAD AND HIS DICK GOT LIMP AGAIN. BUT TOO BAD BECAUSE CIRILLAS DAD DECIDED THAT VERNON WAS IT FOR HER, BECAUSE HE THOUGHT OF VERNON LIKE A SON ALREADY AND HAVING HIS SON AND DAUGHTER FUCK WAS SUPER SEXY SO HE MADE VERNON FUCK A STILL ALIVE CIRILLA BECAUSE HE NEEDED ANOTHER PROPHECY BABY. VERNON WAS REAL BAD AT SEX SO CIRI NEVER GOT PREGNANT BECAUSE VERNON CRIED TOO MUCH AS HE FUCKED HER LEGS, HER EAR, HER BELLYBUTTON. ONE DAY, VERNON HAD A HEART ATTACK AND DIED WHILE HE WAS HUMPING HER AND CIRI DIDN'T NOTICE FOR A FULL TEN MINUTES BECAUSE SHE WAS SO BORED SHE DECIDED TO JUST TAKE A NAP. ONCE SHE REALIZED HER HUSBAND WAS DEAD SHE ROLLED HIM OFF AND PULLED AN AVATAR KORRA AND JUST TOOK HER GIRLFRIEND AND FUCKED OFF TO A WHOLE OTHER DIMENSION.
Hey Marina: Protip? I hadn't posted anything about the witcher until you came back harassing me and my friends. We told you to leave us alone, we blocked you. YOU keep coming back. You don't want me to post dumb shit? THEN LEAVE ME ALONE. I'm not even IN this fandom anymore, moron.
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marinamd29 · 1 year
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Friends play Gwint
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bookcalanthedaily · 1 year
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“What’s up with you, Roche?” “I worry about Ves.” “...” “The hell you grinning about, Geralt?” “Think you don’t have to worry.” “Huh?”
requested by anon.
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(R/P) Drabbles: Vernon & Ciri- For Us
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Vernon was smelly and he looked like he had just walked through hell. His tunic was unstuffed from his trousers and he walked into their home with a slight stumble on his left leg.
Ciri had only been home just a few moments before she heard the door creak open and the footsteps of her lover behind her. "Vernon are you home?" she yells out into the empty space of the house. Vernon voice is dry and raspy, "Of course, my love." It's funny because even though Vernon is dog-ass tired he still loves the sound of Ciri's voice.
It's soothing to him, and makes him feel warm. It almost cuddles him with soft and soothing words that make his heart slow down and his mind calm.
Vernon walks into their shared bedroom. The bed is still made, but the sound of undressing and clothing shifting is coming from their bathroom. Ciri sticks her head out of the door frame.
"I want to take a shower so you should probably join me. It'll save water." Vernon's eyes light up, and he can see the tops of Ciri's breasts. When he walks in Vernon can see the pile of clothes on the floor. He starts to undress, his muscles ache and he tries not to wince at the pain of a few new fresher scars that litter his body already.
He let's his clothes join the pile of discarded cloths on the floor. Ciri is already inside the shower, water alreayd pumping through the system. Allowing for a steam filled bathroom. Vernon glaces himself over once more before he let's himself into the shower.
"Hi" Under her breath, Vernon nods and responses with the same. "Hi" It's the first time they've seen each other in a few days. A day a part can do a lot to a person like the tow of them. Extra days a part do a lot more to these two.
Ciri rests her her head on Vernon shoulder. The two of them stand in the waterfall. It feels like forever until Ciri starts to trace the scars on Vernons skin. Vernon can't help but sigh at the soothing feeling that washes over him. "Do you want to know someting Vern?" Ciri asks into his shoulder. He hums, and let's contiue on with her thought. "I wish for a lot of things." she looks up at him, wide eyes that make Vernons heart beat a little faster.
"What do you wish for Ciri?" Vernon ask with the breathe he had been holding. "I wish that if I .' She starts butthen stops looking at Vernon directly like she's afraid he'll see her blush. Her gaze goes to his scars, older ones at first then to newerm fresh ones. "I wish that if I could kiss pain away. I would kiss your scars away." Her words are soft and don't do naytjing but make Vernons heart melt even more.
There's a hefty laugh behind his chest. Ciri looks offened at first, "Oh sweetie. I'm not laughing at you just love you is all." Says without even thinking at all. From that point the showers is dealt with quickly. The two help each other, Vernon washes Ciri's hair. Two large hands massageing her scalp, and Ciri washes away the dirt and dired blood.
When they get out the two dresss quickly. Vernon is more alret now. Ciri is taken to reading a few passages of her book she collected long ago. Ciri tires to coax Vernon into reading with her, or doing anything that requires excessive energy. Vernon isn't having any of it. He shrugs and lands on the chair next to her. "I honeslt;'y would rather die then read any sort of book." Bluntly his words come out.
Ciri sighs and nudges him with her shoulder. "Fine." He says with a roll of his eyes. "I've just had a rough couple of days and honestly all I want right now is a drink, and someone to cuddle with…" The sentence is cut short with Vernon getting up to get himself a beer. Ciri smiles at the words of cuddling. "Why didn't you say that earlier?" Throwing her hands up the book get's thrown off the the table and into the air until she claps her hands together.
Vernon smiles at her childish actions, "Let's go then!" Dramtically she tugs Vernon and his drink into their bedroom. They slip under the sheets. Warmth engolfs the best ofthem in the best way possible. Ciri warps herself in Vernon's arms giving him only a second to place his drink before he scoots down the bed to get into a comfoetable position. "Are you comfortable?" A faux attitude. Ciri can't see vernon rolling his eyes but it happens. "yes." It's quite but makes Vernon laugh a hearty, heavy laugh.
It goes silent between the two of them. Ciri can hear Vernon's heartbeast up agasint her ear. And Vernon is playing with a string of silver hair from Ciri head. It's a calming, peaceful time. Out of nowhere Ciri says into the thin, cold air. "I want to marry you." So matter of factly. "Alright." Vernon response, "but let's plan that tommorrow."
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Completed on: 03/13/23
Posted on: 03/24/23
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How is Roche/Ciri worse than your holy Cerys/Ciri?
Why can't someone like RocheCiri at least a little? It's a good ship, but no one has ever seen its potential.Why what are they for, if there is a saint Cerys/Ciri, who is licked by the whole fandom...
Using Ciri/Cerys and licking in one sentence is highly appreciated from my side 👍💜
Roche/Ciri: I am perfectly fine with that. If I have ideas, I will write a snippet. Something nice and fluffy. Maybe I'll start at the battle of Kaer Morhen and how they saved each other's butts? 🤔 I am really bad at writing Roche and tw3 doesn't deliver much dialogue with him imho, so it will take a while since my muse will kiss me. So help me out then and give me a characterization of Roche, please. Some background you gave Roche, maybe?
Since we were talking about licking and kissing - I mean LOOK at them. HOT imho🔥 - @witcherscreenshotsdump - this kiss-gif is amazing and Ciri's hair perfect. I like to borrow this hairstyle for my fic 😍. What for armor is she wearing?
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