06 Dec 2022
You're sold to Castle Dimitrescu after labeled a murderer. Hauled away in chains, swimming in trauma, and covered in blood, it's not too long before you find yourself in the very castle where more people were seen walking in than walking out. Your fight for survival begins the moment those metal doors close behind you, and you know that surviving the inhabitants inside would be nothing short of a miracle. Then, you meet the lady of the castle and her daughters, the mysterious and enigmatic Alcina Dimitrescu. Everything in you should hate her, should despise her and everything she stands for even. Even after facing the horrors that the castle has to offer, even after suffering with blood and pain, you can't hate her like you should. Your Lady and her daughters are surprisingly human...and a huge contradiction. What makes them tick? And why is it that there’s something that draws you to your Lady even after all the pain she put you through?
How are you expected to survive both this castle and the trauma from your past?
Bookmarked by Lanz93
07 Nov 2022
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game), Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski, A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
28 Jul 2022
While his father was away fighting in the Greyjoy rebellion, Jon hears the washer women whispering about how Ashara Dayne might be his mother.
With this new information, Jon goes on a quest.
He didn't expect that when he passed out, that he would wake up in a place called "Ard Skellig"
- Part 1 of JA&CR
04 Sep 2020
It's a rainy Thursday night and Yennefer meets Tissaia in a pub. She falls head over heels - who wouldn't?
Title taken from Tidelines' song "Taste the Rain".
05 Mar 2021
Tissaia is mortified. Calanthe has set her up on a sugar mama app. She says she needs to spend her money and have fun plus she needs a date for the charity ball. She won't do it. Can't do it.
Enter Yennefer Vengerberg, poor photographer.
She couldn't do it, could she?
Daniela has found the perfect gift for her mother.
It’s a shame, then, that you’re not the weak, helpless little maiden she expects you to be.