#dadralt

[the-yennefer]

“[Sydney and I] would not be friends, even though I like her a lot. She’s a bit stressful. She oscillates a lot between oversharing and not saying anything at all” (Ayo Edebiri for Rolling Stone).

[ghostlytoms]

“The war brewing outside is nothing compared to what Geralt will unleash on this continent to find his daughter.” Is such a fucking crazy line i’m insane

[winters-mistress]

Cuddle pile

It's cold. It's so fucking cold that Ciri thinks she may honestly ask the gods to take her to the next world, because nothing can be as cold as this. She's got two pairs of leggings on, two pairs of socks, one of Geralt's tunics, her pair of gloves that Eskel had found for her, and she's buried underneath several blankets. Yet, she's so cold. She's so fucking cold.

The door opens, she can hear the squeak of the hinges. Footsteps come towards her, she can tell by the gait that it's Geralt, he's trying to be quiet, but he knows she's awake.

"Ciri?" she peaks out of her cocoon of blankets, one eye blinking up at him. His lip twitches, and he reaches towards her. "Cone here, it's too cold for you to be here alone. Especially with the fire refusing to catch."

She realises that the fireplace and the torches are dead. How many times has somebody came in and tried to warm her, only for the wind to blow it out?

Her thoughts distract her enough that Geralts breath upon her cheeks startle her, but she doesn't jump when his arks finally pick her up, blanket cocoon and all.

She makes a questioning noise, but never says no to Geralt giving her a hug. She's carried like a baby out of her room, out of the wing, down two flights of stairs, down another corridor, a third set of stairs, before they end up at the kitchens.

She makes a confused noise. It can't be breakfast time yet, the keep is pitch black to her puny human eyes.

"Why're we here?" she asks, rubbing her tired eyes.

"It's too cold, even for us. Gotta rest." Geralt says. Ciri blinks at him.

All in all, the witchers are good when it comes to her sleeping. When her nights are plagued with the horrors of her past and future, and she wakes up screaming with wet cheeks, the witchers let her sleep in whenever her rest finally turns peaceful and dark. They allow her afternoon naps after training and chores are done, and send her to bed when she stumbles into the dining hall with dark circles under her eyes. Early nights and late starts aren't punished, and as long as training and chores are completed at some point in the day, the witchers don't particularly care when it happens. Hell, shes been wrapped up like a baby by Lambert of all people when they had determined she needed a sleep.

Which is why it shouldn't be surprising when he turns the last corner and finds five Witchers laying a couple feet away from the cracking fireplace underneath the stew pot. They've got blankets and pillows and furs, and look rather comfortable. Laying all over each other, looking rather like a puppy pile. Even Aiden joins in with the snuggling.

"Pups." Vesemir rumbles when he sees them both. Geralt puts her on the floor, kneeling down next to her.

"Come here, girl, get comfortable. Gonna be making camp here for a couple'a days." Coën clarifies when he sees her confused face. Ciri blinks, but nods. These things make sense, and she's seen all the men here hug, but admittedly, this is the first cuddle pile she's been privy to.

She turns upon her side, feeling Geralt curl behind her, trapping her in with his arms, wrapping her in another blanket. She hums, wrapping her hand over his, before Eskel pulls them both close, and she smiles, closing her eyes, feeling the warmth seep into her.

And tonight, she will sleep sweetly indeed.

[heytheredeann]

m.j.

[carrottheluvmachine]

Geralt: What's the first rule of cooking? 4 year old Ciri: Don't put your hands in your butt! Geralt: .... Ciri: ....? Geralt: Correct.

[nataliescatorccio]

SUPER BOOP :3

just say this isn't boop for good!!!! that there will be more good boops to come!!! that you will, in whatever form, boop me!!!

[ivashkovadrian]

hiiii daph!! to celebrate the new year i'm dropping some ❤️ in my favorite gifmakers' inboxes, so of course i had to include you. you aren't scared to try out new stuff, to learn and switch things up and i find that really inspiring (because i tend to stay in my comfort zone). it's always a joy to see your gorgeous gifsets on my dash and i wish you so many wonderful new ideas for 2024 :D

my dear Maureen!!!!! are you out of your mind?? including ME in your gift basket of love-asks???? for my silly little gifs???? 🥺

YOU are the sweetest and kindest and i am immensely flattered you'd think so highly of me!!! when i say that most of the time i have no idea what i'm doing when i'm on photoshop, I am not lying!! it's just try and fail until it looks somewhat decent (i only started to get my head around smart object in 2023 🤡). and I see these absolutely insane and mindblowing gifsets on my dash from beloved mutuals (including you!!!) and talented people, who inspire me with their amazingness and creativity and vision!! (and so i'm just pretending to try to catch up to them though i'm miles behind and that's ok!)

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU 🥺🥺🥺🥺 I LOVE YOU LOTS, you are incredible!! and i wish you a great giffing year too <3

[ilyrafe]

hey. you don't know me but your last post really has me worried about you. i understand it's difficult for you right now and as someone in a similar situation (no job + depression) i can relate all too well. but you have to keep the hope up, this situation will not last and it will get better. doesn't make this suck any less, i know and some days i also feel like giving up. but there are people that love us, and we love them. sometimes we just have too high expectations for ourselves too you know? try being kinder to yourself, you're not the burden you think you are.

what also helped me a lot are antidepressants. i don't know if you take any? they save my life every day tbh.

anyway i'm sending you lots of good vibes and hopefully you'll find a job soon or just anything positive happening in your life. and if you want to message me to talk or anything, my inbox is open <3

thank you very much for reaching out. it's been really difficult for me, because the biggest pressure comes from myself. i have a good support system (i live with my mom and both my parents help me financially), but i have always felt like a burden to them.

at the moment i'm not on any medication, but my therapist told me to go to a psychiatrist and i have been looking for one, too.

once again, thank you for reaching out, this is really kind of you.

[ughmerlin]

a lil red panda for you <3

thank you angel 🥹

[joshdhartnett]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

THANK YOU SO MUCH, MAUREEN!!!!!!!!!!! 🥰🖤✨

[the-yennefer]

Hayden Christensen as David Rice in Jumper (2008) || Part 1

[ghostlytoms]

i need more poly geralt yen jaskier enthusiasts because they’re all in love with each other

[winters-mistress]

The Tenderness of a Wolf

Normally, Ciri wakes up in cold sweats, shaking from the memories of the fire and the smoke and the feeling of Lazlo's body slumping over her, of the feeling of Calanthe's blood underneath her fingernails, of Eist kissing her forehead before he went to war, or of Mouseack's poor body mutilated somewhere as somebody wears his face like a child wears a mask just before the winter frost.

She normally cries when she wakes up, her body so exhausted from her dreams but her fear keeping her from reliving those horrible few weeks, when her heart and her home were taken from her. Normally, she will compose herself and wipe her face clean and cover it in ice cold water to soften the puffiness of her cheeks and rejoin her new family of burly mutated men who have gruff voices and big muscles yet tender hearts she's only now beginning to see.

But today is not like those days. Today she wakes up and the first thing that happens if not a cascade of salty water flowing warn down her cheeks, it's a coughing fit so hard that it shakes her entire body, loud and barking and sore on her already ravaged throat, tasting the horrible bitter thick fluid that flies put of her chest in thick yellowish-green slug shapes, her chest and ears cracking with every motion.

She's too hot and she's too cold at the same time, her body burning from the inside yet the air around her is so cold she wants to burrow into the heat behind her. Her head hurts and she's confused and her temples pound and there's weight against her ribs and she doesn't understand what's happening and she coughs and coughs and coughs and she can't breathe and-

"Shh, cub." A low voice rumbles in her ear. It takes her a stupidly long time to realise who it is and why he's there.

It's Geralt. Of course it's Geralt. He had stuck by her the whole night when all of the witchers had noticed how her skin had started to pale and her body body begin to sweat despite the freezing cold temperatures of the keep, when Vesemir had placed a hand to her forehead when she had refused her favourite dinner of venison steaks with crispy, salted potatoes with winter greens and sweet roasted carrots, and had promptly sent her to bed with hot tea and a shit ton of water. He hadnt liked the sound of her cough, and when they all sensed her breathing begin to be more laboured with her congestion, all the wolves had agreed to lay off her chores and training when her breathing began to crackle and her chedks beginning to redden.

That had been last night, and her fever and chills and cough had apparently only gotten worse since then.

And of course, through it all, the famed white wolf had never left her side.

He does some sort of Axii, she can barely recognise the hand symbol when her bleary eyes open and try their best to focus on his hand. Her breathing eases and her coughing stops, and suddenly there's a smooth, crooked, hollowed stick in her mouth.

She trusts Geralt, Ciri loves him, so she drinks whatever he deems safe and sighs with relief when it lessens the tightening in her chest and the pressure in her ears. Her eyes flutter closed again, and he places a hand on her forehead.

"Still burning up." He mumbles. "In and out all night."

Is he talking to her, or is someone else in the room? Is Vesemir in the chair next to her bed, the great protector of all his pups, that now includes her? Is it Eskel, with his knowledge of things medical and scientific. Or is it Lamb? Who could be gathering ideas for a concoction to make her feel better? Is it anyone, does it matter?

"Mmm." She tries to speak, but she can only make a vague squeaking sound that cracks in the middle. Good gods, she sounds rediculous with her throat and nose so congested as they are now, but all she manages to do is roll over and push her face into Geralt's chest, whining in misery. She feels so sick, sicker than ever before, and just wants to feel better.

She opens her mouth, ready to beg for water, but for all of his accusations of telepathy in the past, it is Geralt who reads her mind now, as he gently -oh so gently, the physicans were never so gentle with her as a child, fearing the lioness' wrath should anything happen to her cub- lifts her with him, pressing her against his chest as they both sit up. She sags against him, lips parting again.

Her body aches all over, in a way it hadnt ever done when she had ran the killer or trained until her muscles screamed. He seems to read her mind again, resting all her weight on his chest, and that combined with his arms that dwarf her little body, brings tears to her eyes as he brings another cup to her lips. This time it is water, and she gulps greedily until it's all gone, opening up to beg silently for more again.

Ciri downs three glasses before her stomach hurts, and he says nothing as she belches slightly as her stomach accustomed itself with having something inside.

Good gods, she's never felt so sick before. Not in the skelligan snowstorms, not anywhere. Her stomach aches, her head pounds, her throat hurts, breathing is a struggle, and she reaches back to touch Geralt, to make sure he's still there despite the fact she's laying against him.

He humms for her, voice blessedly soft. "You've slept in an our for a day and a half, managed to get some broth down you early this morning. Kept up a mightily impressive fever."

She blinks, too many words for her to comprehend, and swallows thickly again. He takes hos opportunity, pouring thick, sweet fluid into her mouth, and Ciri had no choice but to swallow it down.

The effect is almost immediate. Her chest feels lighter, her breathing easier, her eyes become heavy, and she sags into his arms.

"Sleep, little one. I'll be here when you wake up."

[heytheredeann]

was scrolling when i saw this polar bear cub story and i had to share

soooooo cuteeeee

AAAAAAAAAAAA LOOK AT THIS CUTE BABY

BIG EYES

CLINGING TO MAMA

A BABY

*cries*

[abigaillazaar]

shh you still have talent and skill !!!! loads and loads of it <3

stop omg ty maureen 🥺 that means so much to me 🫶🏻

[belgianfry]

FAVE CREATORS ART CHALLENGE: @ughmerlin edition

(first of all thank you ana for this wonderful idea!!!)

this is gonna be a series of course because i do not have just one favorite. so we're starting with my belovedest jagoda, who is as nice and funny as she is talented <3

not easy to pick faves honestly because your gifs are all so damn beautiful. you have such a particular coloring style, it's that damn softness that i'm never able to reproduce 😂 you're truly a witch! you have such a good eye for fonts as well, they never take away from the gif itself, they add something every time.

like this gifset you posted 3 days ago, for merthur week. this blue is incredible and it adds to the melancholy of the whole set. i'm in love with that glass effect omg?? it's SO COOL. and what i just said about the fonts basically, perfect example.

so you did a dean series that are all incredibly colored but if i had to pick a fave it would be this one. idk how you do it, my best guess is sorcery again lmao. i never manage to make my colorings so smooth. the 5th gif his hair is spiky HOW DID YOU DO THIS???? mind blown.

ok i lied i think this set might be my favorite of yours this year. the colors pop, the blending is exquisite, the b&w with the little symbols adds so much, the font is awesome. basically yeah i'm in love with this set. gorgeous work!!!!

i'm an absolute sucker for a good ripped paper effect and god knows you wield it like a pro. this set is sooooo pretty. the font you used, again, matches so well. but that icy teal??? oh my godddd. and that knife with the paper effect is genius. the blending is gorgeous as well. typical jagoda set, everything is top notch.

wanted to mention this one as well because i looooove your humorous sets. fantastic scene choice haha.

and to end this year's creations we have obviously this stunner you posted in january. i'm honestly stunned by it. there's SO MANY details. the quotes, the thread, the smaller pictures, the blending??? the coloring?? this set has it all. like girl leave some talent for the rest of us please. love how you took concepts we've already seen and made something completely new by combining them. this one is definitely a top contender for fave of this year for me. i am on the floor!!!!!

we have reached the end of my little review of this year. i'm not gonna do the rest of your career or this post will be longer than your favorite fanfic 😂 but know that i am a huuuuuuuge fan of yours. you are without a doubt to me one of the most talented people on this website. continue the work you do because it's just sublime. cannot wait to see what you'll make in 2025 😍 love youuuuu