#lambert x keira

[chocochipclaire]

the horror at realizing tw3 made keira go shoeless in VELEN ft. her book brass knuckles

[fantasyoftales]

Keira and Lambert

[marinamd29]

Brides and grooms

[redmilk24]

[corvo-bianco-lilacs]

Lambert rolled onto his side, feeling far too warm beneath the covers. Pulling the fabric away, he glanced over to see Keira, wrapped up in the blankets, shivering as she slept.

The Witcher felt an odd tinge in his heart, one he hadn't felt in decades, as he looked over at his companion.

Or was she his lover? Partner?

He didn't know. They hadn't given what they were a title... Not that it mattered to either of them.

Keira was a sorceress. She would never age beyond her physical years. Hell, he was pretty sure she wouldn't die either, unless she was killed by the Witch Hunters or someone with a means to kill a mage.

But him? He would eventually grow old and die. Or die on the Path, killed by some monster or another. Impaled by a human, perhaps... Just like Geralt had been.

That thought alone made him think of what Keira would do. Would she try to heal him like Yennefer had done to Geralt? Would she move on with her life and forget about him? Would he be just another sword stuck in the cliffs of Kaer Morhen?

He didn't know... Couldn't bring himself to think on it further as he looked down at Keira, her teeth beginning to chatter from her cold state, her body curling tighter around itself to keep warm.

He stood from his place in bed and walked around, sitting down beside Keira with a huff, shifting the blankets and laying down beside her, his body immediately curling around hers.

With his arms wrapped around her body, he pulled her against his chest, feeling her shivering slowly begin to subside.

He caught a whiff of her hair, inhaling the scent deeply, smiling at the hints of strawberry and tea leaf that lingered in his nose. She always did take special care of her appearance and how she presented herself to the Continent.

But here? In this space she shared with Lambert? She allowed her mask to fall, her walls to come down, and her body to relax, even if just by a fraction.

He rubbed his hand over her arm, trying to warm her further, and she snuggled deeper into the pillows, her back pressing tightly against his chest, seeking the warmth of his body as she slept.

He pressed a soft kiss to the back of her neck, drawing a breath from her as she settled more, her shoulders relaxing a margin as her hands relinquished their white-knuckle grip on the blankets.

He wrapped his arm back around her waist, keeping her close to his body, as he relaxed his own breathing, pulling the blanket back on to keep his body warm, much to his dismay.

But seeing her so relaxed as she sought the warmth of his body made him feel less like complaining. It was adorable to see her so relaxed by his presence, even if she was just asleep.

Until she rolled over to face him, pressing her forehead against his bare chest, a soft muttering of 'thank you' leaving her lips as she drifted on the cusp of sleep and consciousness.

He smiled, settling back into the pillows, as sleep claimed him once more, his hold on her never releasing.

[veralevina15]

Какие песни русскоязычной эстрады у тебя ассоциируется с Радовид/Адда, Геральт/Йеннифер или Геральт/Трисс, Ламбер/Кейра, Роше/Цири, Ольгерд/Ирис?

Так, посмотрим...Не обещаю, что все эти песни будут относиться к жанру эстрады, но вот она моя подборка русскоязычных песен под эти пейринги!

Радовид /Адда (РадоАдда)

В хронологическом порядке от знакомства до супружества :)

АИГЕЛ - Чудовище;

Валерий Меладзе - Разведи огонь;

АукцЫон - Огонь;

Линда - Мало огня; Старость - Мы уничтожим всех;

Мельница feat. Э. Шклярский - Радость моя;

Мельница - Апельсиновая баллада (О Петре и Тавифе).

И несколько грустных треков к квесту "Дела государственной важности" - в том случае, если Радовид погибает.

7. Башня Rowan - Август;

8. Елена Фролова - Я искала тебя во сне ( на стихи Анны Барковой);

9. Green Apelsin - Жду тебя (эта песня в деталях текста прямо-таки по лору)

Геральт / Йен

Мельница - Об устройстве небесного свода;

MATANYA - Заворожу;

Немного Нервно - С тобой ничего не случится.

Геральт / Трисс

АлоэВера - Несуразная;

Анна Пингина - Мой.

Ламберт / Кейра

Иван Карпов - Вместе навсегда;

The Retuses - Заметался пожар голубой ( на стихи Сергея Есенина);

Паперный Т. А. М. - Любимая.

Роше / Цири

Green Apelsin - Северный ветер;

Электрофорез - Русская принцесса.

Ирис / Ольгерд

Монгол Шуудан - Любовь разбойника;

Созвездие Отрезок - Гость;

Осенние деньки (муз. Е. Дога, сл. М. Матусовский из фильма "Одиноким предоставляется общежитие" );

АлоэВера - Это так важно сейчас ( на стихи Лидии Червинской).

[jawanaka]

The Swallow of Novigrad

New Masterpost, because the ever-talented @herbalina-of-yesteryear have been busy. Look at this gorgeous cover!

Those who must rule, must learn how. Those who must be ruled must choose why. In the aftermath of the third northern war a witcher girl turned princess is sent to Novigrad to build a court, win the peace and learn the trade of ruling. But all is not well in the metropolis and Ciri has to face down corrupt governors, an unruly church and treacherous courtiers.

Sometimes the world needs a witcher. Sometimes it needs a ruler. And sometimes, just sometimes, it gets both.

A story of idealism and politics, of faith and belief, of treachery and growth. Of Ciri choosing her destiny and of the repercussions that choice brings.

[afamiliarpealoflaughter]

the lambert and keira relationship in tw3 had everything to be just some more het bullshit i would ignore. however, they're both so unhinged and in such similar ways. like, im intrigued. i wanna know more

[limerental]

sanctuary

a keira/lambert pwp oneshot

summary

Encouraged by Geralt to seek sanctuary from the witch hunters at Kaer Morhen, Keira Metz ends up with only Lambert for company.

excerpt

“You're a cheery one,” says Keira, and he realizes she's read his thoughts and feels cold with it.

“If you poke around in there, we're not doing this,” he growls, and she shushes him, which only gets his ire up even more. She rises to her knees and catches an arm around his waist before he can shuffle away.

“As you wish. I won't peek, I promise,” she says. “Your thoughts are a bore anyhow.”

She touches her lips to his jaw and fits both hands to his hips, the teasing scrape of her long nails sending a shiver through him. He lets the little sting drive the last hesitance from him.

He's had a shit go of it lately. He deserves this. A moment of uncomplicated pleasure, even if it is with some witch from the swamps who probably fucked his brother first.

[witch-and-her-witcher]

A tearful kiss - Lambert and Keira, for a change - this sort of thing doesn't happen to them often.

They're drunk off their asses, stumbling down the alleyway like a couple of common peasants looking for a convenient spot to sate their needs with a stranger's touch. But they aren't strangers. Or commoners.

Lambert had convinced the fucking curer of the Red Plague to get drunk off of bottom shelf hooch with him. She agreed to join for a "cultural experience" and stayed because she wasn't able to walk without stumbling.

They're laughing so hard, grasping at each other for balance neither of them can offer, that tears are running down their cheeks.

Lambert notices them on Keira first, cups her cheek and brushes at them with his thumb.

"Oh! Oh shit! I thought - I thought you couldn't make these!"

He hiccups.

Keira mimics the gesture, thumb coming back glistening wet with his own tears. "Oh, sh-shit! Quick, someone call a witcher!"

They stumble, Lambert falling back into the wall and anchoring both of them, and they're gripping the sides of both their faces. Their laughter turns near hysterical - neither of them thought they themselves capable of tears is the honest truth they won't say out loud.

When the laughter and tears fade, their touch remains. It's hard to say who leans into who, but they both chase away any lingering melancholy that could ruin the evening with fervent kisses. They kiss until they forget, embrace so all they feel is each other in the here and now, and swear they'll never skimp on the price of booze again.

[blackberrywars]

Nine Lines Nine People

Hello thank you for the tag @justhereforeskel sorry about the delay! I've been procrastinating.

This little 9-line snippet is for my wip DP Lambert, which a sort-of sequel to my work Copy-Cat, where Keira rescues Kiyan after mistaking him for Lambert's lost Cat, only to come home to Lambert and the real Aiden fucking in her bathtub. It's more or less implied that they've worked it out by now, and Keira and Aiden have a little surprise for their partner.

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Familiar leather straps, soft as butter and the loveliest ruby red Keira could find in the shop, settle ever-so snugly around her hips as she tightens them. The buckles rest cooly against her skin, just enough bite to play on the softness of the leather. It had cost her a pretty pile of crowns, more than she really ought to have spent on such a bauble while she still lived in Velen, of all shameful places.

She runs her fingers over the design stamped into the straps, geometric and perfectly placed. A lovely embellishment, and an expensive one. But Lambert had pitched in. And it just fit her so well. She rolls her hips idly, tests the feel, the weight of it.

“Gods, I knew he missed me.”

Aiden looks down on the piece-de-resistance, green eye shining with tears of all things.

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I'm about 2000 words deep now, but I swear it'll be done someday.

@alllthequeenshorses, @do-androids-dream-ao3acc, @hellinglasses, @halehathnofury, @t4tlambert, @keirametzbrassknuckles, @vesemirsexual, @essskel, @winkthatsmykink if you want to play!

[lambertslambstew]

Keira and Lambert pt. 2

[darero-art]

[ghostlylicious]

i luv how i've mostly drawn ship witcher fanart and then there's just lambert. just lambert being lambert

[llorithaine]

my 2022 art summary! you can really tell when the mgs brainrot took over (again)

[anonymousblueberry]

Another @cake-shop-rarepair-bingo drabble!

Rating: E

Pairing: Eskel/Lambert/Keira

Prompt: double penetration (2 holes)

Kiera hushes him, rubs her hand along his back as she bottoms out, the leather of her harness a contrast to her skin against his ass.

In front of him, Eskel is holding perfectly still, apart from the minute tremors in his thighs that tell how tightly wound he is.

But neither will move until Lambert says so, and right now he's revelling in the cool weight of Keira's toy filling him, and the solid heat of Eskel's cock in his mouth. 

Those two points are the only things keeping him grounded.

A deep breath, a nod, and he's flying.