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All the right Moves

Eskel x female Witcher!reader  Word count:2.4k warnings: canon typical violence, reader is injured, fluff at the end Summary:You´re on your way back to Kaer Morhen together with Eskel, as you run into a Leshy. You knew that something was wrong, as Eskel told you he wouldn't want to travel with you anymore…

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You were hiking so fast, that you could feel your lungs burning inside your chest. Your throat dry from not drinking anything for hours. Your feet were begging you to stop, even just for a minute. But you knew, you couldn't. If you stopped now, he would be dead, once you reached Kaer Morhen. You just had to make it in time. If Eskel died, you would never forgive yourself. His words were still ringing in the back of your head.

“Leave me alone!”, he yelled, as he pushed you away from him. Confused, you looked at the Witcher, who was normally warm and understanding around you. All you had done was touch his shoulder carefully, asking if you could see his injury.“Eskel…are you okay?”, you mumbled, Confusion still written all over your face.

“Just fuck off.”, he cursed under his breath, turning away from him. 

You watched in confusion as he walked away from you, gathering his weapons. He didn't look back at you even once.

Your breath hitched slightly, as you could finally see the silhouette of Kaer Morhen on the Horizon. One or Two hours more and you would reach the old castle. It would be nightfall by then. You finally started to walk again, reaching into your pocket to find the potion, that was the reason why you were so late. You were sure that all the others had already arrived. Geralt and Vesemir probably worrying not only about Eskel, but also wondering why you didn't arrive yet. 

You desperately wished that you weren't so late. But it had taken you longer than expected, to find someone who knew how to make the potion you needed. If it weren't for a mage, who was a good friend of yours, who teleported you near the mountains, where Kaer Morhen was, you would´ve lost several days and Eskel would probably be dead already. But luckily, you were only half a day behind him, which luckily gave you enough time to save him. Or so you hoped. 

“Just fucking leave me alone!”, Eskel screamed at you, after you had finally managed to get a good look at his shoulder.“You´re infected, Eskel!”, you yelled, trying to grab his hand,”If we don´t do something, you will die!”“I am not going to die, so just leave me alone. I don't need you. I never needed you!”, he barked, looking at you with a stern expression. You were taken aback by his words. You knew that he didn't mean it, he didn't know what he was saying. But it still hurt you. 

 Before you could say something more, he was already mounting the horse and running off. You didn't try to follow him. It was worthless. You knew that he would be in Kaer Morhen after you found a potion that would save him. 

You looked at his back one more time, before making your way into the other direction, already knowing who you could ask for help.

A small sigh left your lips,as you finally reached the doors of the keep. You were about to push it open, as the medallion around your neck started shaking. Hastily, you made your way inside. This wasn't the first time this happened today. But this time it was much harsher. 

You didn't see anyone at first. The great hall was completely empty, but you could see plates full of food and tankards filled with ale standing all over the place. Someone was here not long ago. 

Your head shot up, as you heard ruckus coming from the laboratory, seconds later the sound of pots being smashed and tables thrown over. As you finally started running, you could hear a beasty groan. “Fuck.”, you grunted as you heard the voices of Geralt and Vesemir. And as you finally reached the designated room, you peeked through the open door. What you saw almost made you lose your composure.  

Right there, just a few meters in front of you, was Eskel towering over the other two Witchers. But he wasn't himself. Not in the slightest. He had transformed into a wooden beast, his face barely visible, but it was there. 

Mere seconds, after laying your eyes on him, you wanted to storm towards him, but a magical shield was blocking the door. You quickly drew your sword, as you saw what was about to happen. 

Eskel had managed to trap Vesemir, resulting in Geralt lighting up his sword to end it.

As fast as you could, you muttered a spell and lifted your sword. With all your power, you pierced it through the barrier.

You took three big steps, breathing in heavily, knowing that what you were about to do would knock the air out of your lungs. 

And only as you stepped in front of him, lifting your blade to meet his in the air, Geralt had finally noticed your presence. He looked at you perplexed, as your sword clanked against his, the metall hissing from the heat. “What are you doing?”, he asked, not even angry, but genuinely concerned. “You're not going to take him away from me!”, you claimed, as Geralt slowly lowered his sword.

“Please just trust me!”, you urged the white wolf. He only nodded at you, as you quickly turned around, grabbing the small potion from your pocket.

“Eskel?!?!”, you yelled as loud as you could. The beast-turned Man quickly turned around, upon hearing your voice. Vesemir, who had previously been choked, fell to the ground, coughing. “Take care of him!”, you ordered Geralt, who was able to quickly make his way over to the older Witcher, since Eskel´s attention was all on you now. 

“Here goes nothing.”, you muttered under your breath, as you felt a branch pierce through your shoulder. You yelped, as you were lifted into the air, more branches wrapping around your body. You were pushed against a wall, as Eskel leaned closer to you.

“Y/N”, he sputtered, his eyes scanning your form. 

“It's me, Eskel.”, you affirmed, slowly bringing the potion to your mouth to rip the cork off, “You´re going to be alright, my love. Don´t worry.”

Eskel was about to answer, but no words left his mouth, he was just staring at you. You quickly realized that this was your chance, as he was momentarily confused. You lifted your arm, as best as you could and threw the small bottle of potion right into his mouth. He choked on it for a second, not comprehending what had just happened. “I'm sorry in advance.”, you quickly mumbled, before lifting your foot and kicking him in the jaw, in order to make him swallow the potion. 

Your breath hitched for a second, as you didn´t know what was going to happen. Would it work? Would he live?

As you fell to the ground with a grunt, you were pretty sure that it was working. Grabbing your bleeding shoulder, you quickly backed off, as Eskel started to squirm around, an angry scream leaving his lips.

“Y/N?!”, Geralt yelled, as he tried to reach you, but Eskel´s branches were throwing a tantrum, swinging all around the hall.

“Please just work.”, you prayed, but suddenly, all movement stopped. The room was silent for a second, before all the wood surrounding you suddenly started  corroding. You watched with wide eyes, how all the branches coming out of Eskel slowly crumbled away all the way up to his body.  He had stopped moving for a second, but as you stood up and called out for him, the wooden exoskelett rumbled to life. You heard cracking and wood breaking and seconds later, you saw Eskel´s Human body falling out of what looked like a tree stump now.

"Eskel!", you gasped and leaped forward just in time to catch him. His body weight pulled you down with him. He was still unconscious, as you slowly turned him around, resting his head on your lap. Just now, you took a good look at him. His entire body was covered in dirt. Vines and leaves had grown in and around his clothes. The only thing untouched, was his Witcher medallion.

“He´s alive.”

You looked up at Geralt and Vesemir who were now standing in front of you. Vesemir was still leaning on Geralt for support, but apart from that he seemed fine to you.

“You saved his life”, Geralt added. All you could do was nod. Your emotions were slowly coming to the surface now and you realized that you could´ve lost him today. But here he was, laying in your arms unconsciously. 

"Come on.” , Vesemir  patted your shoulder, kneeling down next to you,”Let's get him fixed up. We´ll take care of this”, he lifted his hand to gesture around the completely destroyed room,”later, alright?”

You just nodded again, stepping aside, as Geralt and Vesemir proceeded to lift Eskel up to carry him to his room. As the other Witchers ran into you, you promised them an explanation , but for now, you needed to look after Eskel.

Your eyes kept falling shut over and over again, as you lay in a chair in front of Eskel´s bed. It had been a few hours since you managed to cure him from the infection. He hadn't woken up since. You tried to stay awake but sleep was gnawing at you, like a hungry aeschna.

“Sorry? Are you Y/N?”

Your eyes opened once more, as you looked over to the door to see who had come to visit you. A young girl was standing in the doorway. Her long blond hair was slightly disheveled and the bottom of her white dress was dirty and ripped open.

“You must be the child surprise.”, you stated, after getting up and bidding her inside.

“Cirilla of Cintra.”, she smiled, as she stepped inside,”Geralt sent me to give you this. He said it would help with your exhaustion.”

You looked at her curiously, as she handed you a small bottle of potion. You gingerly took it and inspected it´s contents. After recognizing the mixture, you quickly downed it in one sip. Mere seconds after, you already felt it working. Your eyes didn´t feel as heavy anymore and your limbs stopped aching a bit.

“Thank you Cirilla.”, you finally said and gifted the young girl a soft smile.  

She only nodded and was about to leave, as you gently grabbed her wrist. She turned around perplexed.

You cleared your throat once more, before finally speaking again:”Geralt told me that…that Eskel was a bit rude with you, upon arriving here at Kaer Morhen.”

“He wasn't exactly the nicest.”, she admitted after you finally let go of her hand.

“I want to apologize for his behavior”, you sighed, rubbing your neck,”He isn't usually like this. He didn't even let me touch him, after he was injured. This infection…it did something to him, changed him.”

Cirilla didn't say anything, but instead stepped closer to the bed, Eskel was lying in. She inspected him carefully, her eyes wandering over his exhausted body. 

“I really hope that he will wake up again. I would like to meet the real Eskel.”, she uttered and turned around to you with a smile. “Yeah, me too.”, you mumbled weakly. You were really missing your soft Witcher. The way he always smiled at you with his big eyes, the way his hands felt on your skin, his lips on yours, his gentle voice, as he mumbled sweet nothing into your ear in the early mornings. You just wanted him to wake up again.

“Hey?”, Ciri asked, pulling you out of your thoughts. She must have noticed how shaken up you were, “He'll be alright. You saved him, right?”

You only nodded, slowly petting her shoulder:”You should go to sleep now. It's late and you must be tired, after all this ruckus.”

“You should get some sleep too.”, she smiled softly before leaving the room. You threw one last glance her way, before the door finally closed and the room was silent again.

At least for a few moments.

Your head shot up, as you heard groaning coming from the bed. That could only mean one thing: Eskel was awake.

You quickly made your way over to the bed and you would be lying if you said, your heart didn't skip a beat. There he was. He was alive and well. His heartbeat going steady and his breath a little shallow, but also very much there. 

As he looked up and his eyes landed on you, you couldn't hold yourself back any longer. you stepped forward, kneeling down on the side of the bed, your arms pulling Eskel into a massive hug.

“Woah there, bug. It's alright, I'm here.”, Eskel affirmed, as you buried your face  in his shoulder,”I'm here with you.” 

“Yeah”, you sniffled, a few lonely tears rolling down your cheeks. You finally parted to get a good look at him. Frankly, he still looked unbelievably tired. Dark circles were prominent under his eyes and you noticed that he moved with a bit of discomfort. “What happened, bug?”, he suddenly asked you, now fully sitting up against the headrest.

“The leshy.”, you mumbled, reaching out for his hand. He gladly intertwined his fingers with yours. “It infected you, after we fought against it.”

“Fuck, I think I remember now.”, he hissed,”I'm so sorry. The things I said, I did. I was such an arsehole, wasn´t I?”

“Well, Ciri certainly thinks so.”, you chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. But Eskel didn't laugh. Instead he lifted his hand to softly grasp your cheek. He gently wiped away your tears, but new ones were already coming, upon feeling his soft touch again.

“I am sorry.”, he said firmly,”Thank you for saving my ass.” “Of course.”, you assured,”I would do anything for you. I love you.” “I love you, bug”, Eskel mumbled, pulling you back into his chest. A small sigh left your lips, after settling against his body. You finally allowed yourself to rest, after so many hours of being completely on edge. Eskel was alive. You did, in fact, save him. 

“Rest.”, you heard him whisper into your ear, as he pulled you closer to his body. His warmth spreading welcoming you, after he pulled the blanket over you.

“You deserve it.”

[wyndford-dekarios-majima]

2, 4, and 5 end of year asks 👀

2. if you did add any new F/Os to your list this year, was there someone who you absolutely didn't expect would end up becoming an F/O? if so, did it take you a long time to realize you like them, or did they take your heart by storm? // did not expect ALL the wolf boys to make the list tbh. eskel was a surprise to be sure.

4. who would you crown to be your "F/O of the year"? (the criteria for what makes them F/O of the year are entirely up to you!) // Gale. Because he's uh he's the he . falls over

5. regardless of who you'd pick for the previous question, which F/O would you say you spent the most time with this year (i.e. by thinking/talking about them the most, creating a lot of art or writing for your ship...)? // probably Salem or Pearson bc I had them for the entire year this year

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bdksldifjfj miles i am. i am having Feelings miles.

your blog is just???? such a Good space??? the Vibes here are fucking impeccable you’re goddamn killing it.

you’ve done such an amazing job making a space where anyone can join the conversation, as long as we like Art and Witchers and have decent vibes, which boy howdy i like all those things! and it’s got that semi-anonymous web 2.0 feel where we all have identifiable handles but no real names and everyone’s being nice to everyone (unless you get another weird unhinged anon in which case ur army of Anon Friends will surely come to ur aid) and it’s so nice!!! virga likes my energy! (omg hi btw) sf anon is absurdly attached to fanon eskel just like me! lovesick anon has badass relatable transition goals! everyone loves ur ocs bc they’re rad as hell even though we probably all found u through witcher art! i love everyone in this bar!!

obv we are almost certainly all here first and foremost for the art, bc you’re wonderfully talented and your work is delightful, but plenty of art blogs are just like. oh, nice picture! reblog. move on. the energy here is so excellent tho, sometimes i log in just to scroll your page specifically and then log back out. you are going to get such a good grade in Blog miles. you’re doing amazing, ty for ur service <3 eskel tits for all ✨💖✨

-eskel anon

not this ask making me think of my blog as a pseudo-forum,,, we are all loose internet buddies and we are talking together about our funny little guys from our shows/books/games and we are vibing and it makes me very happy that you guys like my blog and I am getting a good grade in blog and oughhhough

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THE WITCHER - 2ª Temporada

SINOPSE:

"Convencido que Yennefer (Anya Chalotra) morreu durante a Batalha de Sodden, Geralt de Rívia leva a princesa Cirilla ao lugar mais seguro que conhece, seu lar de infância em Kaer Morhen. Com os reis, elfos, humanos e demônios do Continente lutando por supremacia do lado de fora dos muros, ele deve proteger a garota de algo muito mais perigoso: o misterioso poder que possui dentro dela.

Uma das séries mais queridinhas e esperadas da Netflix retornou com novos episódios na sexta-feira (17/12/2021).

A 2ª temporada tem 8 episódios com cerca de uma hora de duração cada e aborda eventos dos dois primeiros livros da série do escritor polonês Andrzej Sapkowski, "Blood of Elves" e "Time of Contempt".

Diferente da 1º temporada que se utilizava de várias linhas do tempo, essa temporada é linear, se utilizando de apenas uma linha temporal e fazendo todos os personagens caminharem juntos.

Com foco na história da Princesa Cirilla, a Ciri, a série nos mostra a jornada da garota tentando descobrir sobre sua linhagem e seus poderes e aprendendo a se defender, ao tempo que, a sua relação com Geralt é construída de maneira paternal. Vemos um Geralt de Rívia assumindo os cuidados da garota, mais emotivo, enquanto uma guerra é travada pela supremacia do Continente, envolvendo humanos, elfos, bruxos, monstros etc.

A série consegue construir bem os personagens e apresentar arcos diversos, nos permitindo acompanhar várias histórias que sempre estão interligadas. São muitos personagens, novas histórias, muita treta rsrs

Geralt de Rívia (Henry Cavill) - Nosso bruxão, também conhecido como o Lobo Branco, se mostra extremamente dedicado ao assumir a tarefa cuidar da jovem Ciri, levando-a ao seu lar de infância, Kaer Morhen. Vemos um Geralt cuidadoso, gentil e mais suave. Acho que a paternidade lhe cai bem, Geraldão rsrs

Cirilla de Cintra - Nessa temporada acompanhamos o amadurecimento da personagem Ciri, se mostrando cada vez mais forte e ativa nos combates. É bonito ver o desenvolvimento dela em cena

A maga Yennefer de Vengerberg (Anya Chalotra) tem menos destaque nessa temporada, mas continua mantendo sua importância para desenvolvimento da história e destino dos personagens. Deus é testemunha que eu tento gostar da Yen, mas ela é muito chata! kkkk

A série tem sido bastante elogiada principalmente ao que diz respeito a introdução de novos personagens tão aguardados pelos fãs, como Vesemir, mentor de Geralt, interpretado por Kim Bodnia; Eskel (Basil Eidenbenz); Lambert (Paul Bullion - Billy Kitchen de Peaky Blinders) e Coen (Yasen Atou)

Quem também é apresentado ao público pela primeira vez na série é o personagem Dijkstra, interpretado pelo ator Graham McTavish, o Dougal de Outlander. Maravilhoso!

O personagem Nivellen também está na série e é interpretado pelo ator Kristofer Hivju, o Tormund de Game of Thrones.

Visualmente falando a série deleite para os olhos, com efeitos especiais maravilhosos e cenas carregadas de ação.

Me senti completamente presa ao roteiro e me emocionei em diversas cenas.

Uma jornada que vale a pena acompanhar e com um final surpreendente!

Destaque para relação do Geralt e da Ciri.

Curiosidades:

1. A série foi elogiada pelo autor dos livros, Andrzej Sapkowsk.

2. A produtora da série, Lauren Hissrich afirmou que Henry Cavill pediu para ter mais falas na 2ª temporada de The Witcher.

3. A 1ª temporada gerou muitas criticas pelo fato da trama utilizar várias linhas temporais, fazendo com que a Netflix lançasse mapas e vídeos explicando as linhas do tempo. Agora, na 2ª temporada, a série além de adotar uma linha linear, ainda tirou sarro da situação. No quarto episódio, Jarkier, o bardo canta: "só fui entender que eram linhas diferentes no quarto verso”.

A 3ª temporada da série já foi confirmada pela Netflix, agora é só aguardar!!

[crowleyellestair]

The Point- Witcher Lambert OS

Warnings: mention of blood, injury and swearing

Summary: Y/n wakes up after suffering a wound in the heat of battle, and her lover, Lambert hadn’t been handling it well

 AN// Welcome to the idea of a 3 am, sleep deprived brain

When Y/n woke up, it wasn’t a jostling scene. At first, she blinked softly, then rubbed her eyes as she usually did when she woke up. The last thing she remembered was crystal clear, though she was highly aware that much time has passed. She knew moving wasn’t going to be easy, as her last thoughts had only been about Lambert and how lucky she was to have enough adrenaline to not feel the gaping hole through her chest.

The room she was in was quite familiar, as it was the one she shared with Lambert at Kaer Morhen. When she had first made a home with him there, the room had been bare. Eskel had stacks of books, practically making a labyrinth of text, never knowing how to get to his bed. Geralt had small trophies and nick-knacks from grateful contractors who didn’t necessarily have enough to pay, yet were still grateful. The young witcher had said it was because he had never wanted to have to lug items around till winter, though she knew it was deeper than that. When she had moved in, he had a single item that showed life was present, and it was a small plant near the window. He had said it was to make the place ‘lively’ so she would feel comfortable. There still wasn’t much in it, but there had been notebooks on the new desk he had built, and clothes usually disorganized throughout the closet. One plant had become three, and there were portraits amateurly hung over the mantle of the small fireplace.

Now, all of those small things that made it their own, were strewn everywhere. Two of the smaller plants had their pots smashed and the leaves wilting. The fireplace had charred stains outlining the hearth, as if someone continuously casted Igni into it. The papers where strewn everywhere, laying on the floor next to the clothes that seemed to be hastily ripped from the closet. There was a chair next to the bed, blankets layered over the back.

Worry and comfort both flooded through her as she knew Lambert was the chair’s previous occupant. The questions though, that sent ice through her veins, pertained to where he was and why their room is in such a state.  While knowing that a larger amount of time had passed, it was hard to approximate. The leaves were wilting, which meant Lambert probably hadn’t watered them since their return. If the plants, happily named Sir Green Leaf and Planty, had only wilted, it seems she might not have been out long.

The woman’s eyes dart to the opposite end of the room where the door opens. She had yet to see who was behind the door, but she knew by the lack of rush that no one knew she was awake. Eskel walked through the door, putting the broom he had in hand down, and propped against the wall. His hands fly over the papers and journals on the ground, being gentle, yet quick enough as to not be able to read anything. It brought a small smile to Y/n, knowing that Eskel wouldn’t break their trust, even if now would seem like the most opportune time. The witcher straightened his back, placing what he had collected back onto the desk.

“Not snooping?” She had a grin and a sarcastic tone, but both were wiped away after she heard how gravelly and rough it was. Eskel’s head snapped to look at her, and a smile spread over him. He swiftly made it to the bed, grabbing the waterskin on the floor.

“Through your stuff? The only info I’d have to gain from that is theories on medicine.” Despite her voice, she was excited to see her brother.

“At least I have some. I know Dandelion loved the place, but those medical professors are doing Jack-all to try and fight terminal illnesses. I mean, really, we already have headache medication, we don’t need a new strain.” Eskel’s smile never fell, and only grew when his hand fell to her shoulder.

“This is why I didn’t snoop to begin with.” Y/n smiled back, then looked to herself. Her favorite fur had been thrown over her torso, so she had yet to see the damage. Her eyes flicked back to the witcher she had considered a big brother since falling in love with the youngest in the wolf pack.

“Would you mind helping me sit?” Eskel’s face fell, and his brow scrunched. His hand flew over his scars, immediately telling her how uneasy he truly was with it.

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea.” Y/n’s hand grasped the fur, holding it up to peak at herself. If anyone could decide her state, it could be her as a medical professional.

Her shirt had been rolled up to rest just under her breast, giving her a great view of the wound on her lower abdomen. She remembered being with Lambert when he had to fight with some Giant centipedes. One time, he had thrown the bomb and it landed right into the hole the worm receded into, and the explosion was massive. Dirt debris flew everywhere, and it was much like how her wound looked. There was the initial puncture wound of the large lance that had flew through her like butter. Then, there seemed to be a second cut made, presumably when the handle broke while the weapon was still lodged in her side. It seemed that there were extra cuts made from the initial wound, probably due to whoever operated on her. The edge to every cut made was ragged and there were remnants of stitches from before the new set she now dawned. The impact was on her lower right side, but bruising painted her whole chest. The cuts were red and puffy, but it seemed that there was a very watchful eye on it, and the stiches were beautifully done to allow some movement.

“It will be fine. It’s doing nicely.” Eskel let out a shaky breath, but placed a hand on her lower back and upper chest, trying to force her to keep herself straight as she sat. Once he helped her slide, and rest against the headboard, he looked to the door.

“I should go tell Lambert. He’ll be upset I didn’t rush to get him sooner.” The medic rolled her eyes and huffed.

“He won’t have a chance to. Planty and Sir Green Leaf deserve an apology first.” Eskel’s lip twitched, but the grin didn’t last.

“The room was an accident, by the way. Geralt had been worried about him, and it had been about a week since Lambert truly left this room. He dragged him out of here only an hour ago, and he didn’t go without a fight. Though, I’m sure you’ll be grateful,” his smile finally returning. “As he smelled worse than the stables after Dandelion forgot to clean it last year.” Now it was Y/n failing to return the smile. Her hand gently reached out and grasped his, giving a small squeeze. The action carried a lot from thanks to worry.

“Would you mind getting him for me?” He gave a nod and headed to the door. Her hands flew to the wound feeling a small ache. She knew she had a numbing agent on it, or she would be in immense pain, but it seems that shifting started a reaction and her body started to release fluids. Gently, she called out knowing the brunette would still hear even in the hall. “Would you also bring a bowl of water and fresh bandages, please?”

One would be alarmed by how calm Y/n has been. Though, Y/n was above all grateful to have opened her eyes, and could see no reason to make a big deal of it. There had been an attack on the fort. The witchers and some allies had to migrate back to Kaer Morhen in early autumn to try and help Dandelion. There had been a large price on his head, and the poet was apart of the family, no one was to harm him. A large militia of hired swordsman had attacked, though had been defeated. Y/n, despite being told to stay by Triss and Yen, decided she wouldn’t leave Lambert’s side. She had walked the path with him for years, and the two fought in tandem. There had been a group that flooded the back path where the two had been held, and she noticed the lancer before him. Knowing the casting time of Quen, she knew Lambert wouldn’t be able to throw it in time. Y/n hastily threw herself against the witcher, who casted the shield as he felt her body. It had been too late, and he knew it the moment he felt the tip of a lance on his hip. The weapon had speared through her so far that it still scathed the man. The shield had broken the handle, splintering the lance, and making her would worse. In that moment, Y/n had decided that Lambert was more important than she was, though she knew it was also selfish, as she wouldn’t be able to live without him. Being awake new has just been a blessing.

Fast footfalls could be heard bouncing off the halls. There had been a moment where the sounds had faltered, and a loud curse followed. The running started back up, and moments later, Lambert slid into the room, out of breath. It seems that he had just been in the hot spring, only a pair of unlaced trousers being donned. Steam rolled off of his skin, and his hair dripped everywhere. He had been panting, and his eyes were frantic- more frantic than she had ever seen them. Large bags fell under his eyes and his lips looked pale, and those were the only attributes she could use to tell how he hadn’t been treating himself properly.

He pushed himself to the bed once they had made eye contact, though he stopped himself moments before wrapping himself around her. His hands flew to hers, pulling both to his mouth, his eye closing, and letting out a shaky breath.

“Lambert.” He let out another breath, but his eyes remained closed. Her fingers griped his, pulling his hands closer. Y/n dropped her tone to a whisper, and seeing him so broken started to affect her. “Lambert, look at me.” Eyes that she knew were made of the sun peered up at her, glass covering the relieved gaze. “Please hold me.” The young witcher’s gaze flew to her stomach and he gave a small shake of his head.

“I don’t think that’s-.”

“You can either hold me, or I can start lecturing you on how you haven’t been taking care of yourself.” His brow raised and she gave a fond sigh. “I’ve been resting. It’s not like I’ve forgotten how to read you, and trust me, I have a few words.”

“A few words, huh?”

“Yes.” Lambert huffed, yet he still crowed her into the headboard. Only their shoulders were pressed together, but his arms tightened themselves as much as he thought was safe. His nose pressed itself into its usual spot under her ear, and that’s where he remained as his body started to shake. She could feel the wetness of his tears start prickling her skin.

“I actually have a few fucking words, Y/n.” She could feel him start to fist her rolled shirt.

“I-.”

“No. What you did was unforgivable.” There was a long moment where nothing was said, and the only movement was the man’s sharp intakes of breath and Y/n’s thumb moving in small circles.

“Letting you get hurt would be unforgivable.”

“I would have been fine. You, on the other hand, have been laying here. There were times…” He took a long breath. His tone hardened, but was still quiet. “Y/n, there were times where I thought your heart stopped. Hell, I think it did the second day.”

“My heart would have stopped if yours did.”

“And what would I have done?” His voice grew in volume, and his arms held on just a little tighter. “Centuries? Without you?”

“You wouldn’t be without me. You have my heart and soul.”

“And you have mine. Don’t you get that? I can’t live without you here. You are the only thing in this world that keeps me going.”

“That’s not true. You have the rest of our family here.”

“What was the thing you said before I asked you to move in?” Y/n smiled at the memory.

“You mean told me to move in.”

“What was it?” Lambert pulled away, his hands moving to cup her neck. His eyes were torn between sorrow and love.

“What’s the point of going on if you can’t enjoy it.”

[ao3feed-geralt-jaskier]

by greyduckgreygoose

“What if they want me to talk to them?” Geralt fumbled with his neckcloth, a cheap square of linen, which was at least clean and crisply ironed.

Here was another baffling aspect. Not only was he to be a whore, he was to be a whore with pretensions, dressed in a dove-grey suit which was some other worker’s cast-off, judging by the pull at the shoulders and the wear about the knees.

Did the Os want them cleaned up, or rough around the edges? Perhaps a bit of both, a wolf on a leash, a wild thing stuffed into a cheap suit.

Words: 7054, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Eskel (The Witcher), Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion

Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion, Eskel/Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Eskel/Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Victorian, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Jaskier | Dandelion, Alpha Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Alpha Eskel (The Witcher), Class Differences, Sex Work, Accidental Bonding, Threesome - M/M/M, Voyeurism, Power Imbalance, Internalized Homophobia, Ambiguous/Open Ending

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Eskel. Eskel é um bruxo calmo e amigo de juventude de Geralt. Eles cresceram juntos em Kaer Morhen e também passaram pelos treinamentos juntos. Ele é considerado igualmente hábil e experiente quanto Geralt. Eskel é tão parecido com o Lobo Branco que poderia ser tomado por seu irmão. Apenas a cor dos cabelos e a longa cicatriz que deformava seu rosto o diferenciava. E assim como todos os outros bruxos, Eskel passava o inverno em Kaer Morhen. Fonte: https://thewitcher.fandom.com #henrycavill #thewicher #geraltofrivia #gwynbleidd #wiedźmin #whitewolf #hcbrazilianfans #witchernetflix #witcherseason2 #kaermorhen #witcherbrothers #wolves #eskel #lambert #coen #vasemir #vesemir https://www.instagram.com/p/CO1eh7-BZuN/?igshid=8l9tpgenrlrv

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Read on AO3 | @bamf-jaskier 's Witchertober Day 3 - Woods

Vesemir told Eskel he’d find the Cat leading hunting exercises in the woods farther down the valley. Yet, here he was, in the middle of the forest, and no Cat Witcher. No Pups, either, which was more concerning at the moment. They’d been here - four Pups about to set out on the Path this upcoming spring (their footprints were still noticeable in places) and an older witcher (they’d stepped intentionally, leaving enough of a trail for the younger ones to follow). It wasn’t unusual for trainers to run exercises like this; what Eskel didn’t get was why a Cat Witcher was running them. Vesemir just told him to go find “the Cat and his Pups” the second he arrived at the keep. 

So, Eskel followed. The path was winding - each of the Pups broke off from one another quickly, and the Cat was clearly trying to imitate a deer… potentially a Leshen, given the frequent changes in gait. Whoever they were, they were headed to the Pond, loping steps woven between trees, the scent of sage and verbena twisting in the familiar scent of leaf litter and impending snow. Eskel’s anxiety grew the closer he got to the pond - Geralt told him he’d spotted a chult there last winter, and new witchers, even fours of them, weren’t equipped to face a chult that evaded the witchers in the valley for years. 

Thankfully, the witcher’s path took a sharp turn to the north, towards a little known glen created by the ruins of one of the keep’s old watchtowers. Trees were rounded on one side by a crumbling stone wall that was slowly sinking into the ground, grown through with vines. Eskel broke the treeline and met eyes with five witchers. The Pups scrambled to their feet from where they were piled on top of their trainer. 

"Ah, Eskel, I presume?" The Cat Witcher said with a lopsided grin that lit up his tawny face. "Os told me you might be back soon. Come to make sure I'm not corrupting your Pups?"

Eskel recognizes this group - the largest to survive the trials. They were, as a result, incredibly close. "Vesemir requested I come fetch you," he said with a shrug. Os, the smallest of the bunch, lit up.

"Amma, we need to take deer back," he said. The Cat rolled his eyes before heaving himself off the ground.

"Well then, take the haul back to the keep," he said sternly. The Pups - led by Rafe, a lanky young man with short-cropped red hair (the same color as Geralt's, when he was younger) - scrambled to grab a set of drained carcasses hanging to their left. "Don't keep Uncle Vesemir waiting!" Their trainer yelled after them as they sprinted off in pairs back to the keep. (Os with Lydika, Rafe with Beorn - coordinated and careful with their hunting gear, near silent as they left.)

The trainer sighed and pulled his wavy auburn locks away from his face - Eskel found himself staring until the Cat's copper-green eyes met his.

"Name's Ashwood," he said, grinning again. "Lamb's told me a lot about you, and, it seems, Lydika really looks up to you."

"They seem pretty fond of you," Eskel mused. He gestured back toward the keep; Ashwood gladly took the lead.

"Yes, well, it seems they latch on to anyone willing to show them even an ounce of affection," Ashwood said, his expression unreadable. 

"There's no affection on the Path," Eskel grumbled.

"All the more reason to care for them now," Ashwood muttered, his voice low. "They're, what? Twenty? They have their whole, long lives left for suffering. Let them have a fucking home, yeah?" Ashwood's expression was sharp, full of teeth. Not what Eskel expected from a School of assassins. He could see why Lambert liked Ashwood - he clearly gave a damn. Like Vesemir, though with softer edges. 

Eskel hummed and didn't argue. Later, when they arrived back at Kaer Morhen and Vesemir assigned Ashwood kitchen duty, Eskel found his packmates and the rest of the visiting Cats piled on top of each other in front of the fireplace in their shared room. Geralt, in particular, looked at peace in a way Eskel hadn't seen since they were kids.

Perhaps Ashwood had a point - maybe they deserved a little affection, a bit of home in the wilderness to protect them from the suffering outside.

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* PLOTS

Dustin/Eskel: Dois alfas dominantes do mal juntinhos pra fazer maldade e se comer.

Bervely/Milan: pq eu pensei na Milan ser aquele tipo de omega que não quer se submeter e a Berverly super apoiar e fica do ladinho dela sempre pra nenhumx outrx alfa tentar nada e acaba se apaixonando.

Fallon/Breanna: Fallon e Breanna serem casadas e terem uma filha (insira a mckenna grace aqui) e serem bem power couple com a dinâmica alfa e omega bem balanceada, e serem meio que famosinhas justamente por serem um tipo de exemplo perfeito de como as coisas deveriam funcionar. Filha true beta.

Justin/Gilbert: Justin é um médico alfa, os dois tem uma filha e um filho, são bem ricos.

Eryn/Edwin: Sobre o Edwin e a Eryn eu pensei neles serem gêmeos msm, ela omega e ele alfa, eles tem aquela parada dos gêmeos Crain de sentir as coisas um do outro. E eu pensei em ser uma prática comum no universo A/B/O quando tem gêmeos alfa e omega os dois serem meio que “cultivados” para serem mates, então foi natural que ele marcasse ela no primeiro heat dela e os dois viraram mates e têm os gêmeos. E no caso da Gracie e do Geralt ela é a alfa e ele o omega e ela tem a personalidade do papis e ele da mamis.

Anastasya/Chapelle: Pra esses dois eu pensei em tipo os dois serem de duas famílias bem famosas/poderosas da sociedade do gênero que todo mundo inveja o DNA deles e tals e como eles parecem selecionar até msm as próprias crianças. Até pode ser tipo os pais dela controlam uma parte do lugar e os pais dele o outro algo do genero, mas em resumo ela nasceu true omega e ele nasceu true alfa então eles foram desde bebês criados para serem mate um do outro e é do tipo que todo mundo ansiosamente espera pelo casamento deles etc pq é mt televisionado o relacionamento deles desde cedo.

Bryan/Keira: Ela foi diagnosticada como beta e cresceu toda super pomposa, até ter um heat de omega e ficar tipo “… Well, shit” e acabar sendo marcada pelo o bryan pq não sabia o que tava fazendo, do tipo foi bem forte e ela só não lembra bem

Ronald/Sylvester: Sylvester e  pro Ronald pensei em um negócio até que engraçadinho, mas ao mesmo tempo angst. Do tipo Sylvester usar supressores pq não queria acabar simplesmente sendo marcado por qlqr alfa por aí ou alguma coisa do genero  em um dos heat, porém ñ quer tmb parar de ficar dando/comendo gente por aí, até o dia em que ele e o Ronald tem uma onenight stand e o Ronald sem querer no meio de toda a pegação acaba marcando o Syl E aí eles ficam tipo “…ta e agora?” e aí resolveram dar uma chance pro relacionamento.

Hippolyta/Eva: Duas omegas mates, elas tem instinto alfa fluído dependendo do hea t mais forte.

Julliette/Charlize: Que é tipo my alfa sempre foi apaixonadinho pelo(a) bff de infância que era ômega e fazia altas declarações e diziam que iam se casar e eram mates e tals, mas no dia do primeiro heat desse friend, ele(a) foi atacado por um maluco qualquer e morreu. E ele(a) passou MTO tempo sofrendo achando que tinha perdido o único mate, até seu bebezinho aparecer e eles terem aquele “tCHAM we mate” e agora tão tipo começando BEM aos poucos PQ my alfs tem medo de perder again

Mareen/Jean: Mas então da Kaya eu pensei em ser com o Evan Roderick e ter sido um angst do genero as familias são mt próxima e eles eram amigos, era pra ela ser mate do irmão gemeo dele, mas ele ficou com ciúmes e aí foi lá e marcou ela em um heat e pra piorar a situação toda ela engravidou, então eles tem um filho e agora obviamente tão juntos, mas rola toda aquela tensão com o irmão e tmb dela duvidar algumas vezes de que ele fez isso por amor e não só pela obsessão de ser o n1 em tudo quando se tratava do irmão

Helena/Rebecca: pra serem power couple tmb, maravilhosas e que meio que quebram o padrão pq a Margot tem uns traços bem submissos, msm sendo alfa e normalmente é só nos heat que ela fica mais agressiva

Therese/Jill - Therese é filha da chefe que fosse uma ômega torturando ela com feromônios mesmo sem estar no heat???

Joy/Blue - Eram bffs omegas, mas a Blue se descobriu alfa e tudo ficou meio estranho entre as duas, mas continuam amigas.

Nessa/Jebediah/Nome - Nessa e Jeb são mates que são in love pelo betazinha deles;

Seamus/Nome - Um é um alfa de uma família super liberal, paz e amor, veganos, ativistas e suavinho, ambos betas, até o filho mais velho começar a namorar um ômega e revelar tendências que eles não gostam nada (eles inclisvem são contra a coisa dos subgeneros) e ficarem meio .... E meio !!!! Com o filho andando com o namorado preso na coleira e fedendo a sexo

Yeri/Nome - Deles eu pensei em ser tipo a série, só com alguma modificações, mas basicamente ele ser CEO de uma empresa fodona desse lugar em que eles vivem e ela ser a assistente dele há MUITOOO tempo tipo desde que ele ainda nem tinha assumido o cargo de CEO e os dois tem uma sinergia enorme do tipo ela saber tudo que ele precisa antes msm dele pedir e tals. E como ela é omega ela tomava supressores, mas ela tomava tipo vício msm e além disso ainda usava aqueles perfumes de subgênero pra manter o cheiro disfarçado. E ela fez isso por uma porrada de tempo, até ela ficar doente por não ter heats suficientes e foi quando ele entrou em cena como alfa e realmente ficou tipo "Ta, chega de supressores, você vai ter que entrar em heat", e aí ele levou ela para casa dele pra cuidar dela e agora ela mora com ele pra ele proteger ela, mas eles ainda trabalham juntos igual.

Lorna/Ambrose - Ele foi vendido pra família dela, porém ele é infértil.

Danica/Fragile - Danica é modelo e Fragile é a agente dela, juntas elas quebram estereótipos e são mates.

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Proof- Eskel OS

Summary: Y/n asks for Eskel’s hand, but she wants permission from the family first

 Nerves racked through her body as she sat in the back of the bar. In hindsight, maybe it was easier to go to Vesemir first, letting Lambert fall second in this order. Dandelion had assured Y/n that both of the witcher’s would be supportive. Hell, Geralt had agreed to their excitement that would match his own. Of course, the White Wolf hadn’t outwardly expressed it, but Y/n was aware of the signs that said he was.

The woman’s fingers thrummed against the table and her eyes tried to reread the paragraph she had been stuck on since she sat down. The book had always calmed her, yet the weight of the situation laid on her shoulders like water behind a dam.

“Alright,” Lambert’s booming voice called as he plopped down across from her. “What was so important that you sought me out? Alone, no less. Should I tell Eskel?” A small smile made its way to present itself, nerves and joking be damned. She placed the book in her bag and passed the full cup of ale she got for him to his side of the table. He nodded in thanks before taking a long drink.

“I need you to not tell Eskel, actually.” The younger witcher tensed as he sensed the urgency and waver in her tone. He placed the cup down as he readied himself, arms crossing over his chest.

“Oh? That’s not a great way to start a conversation.” Y/n let out a sigh, reading herself as well. Her eyes opened and met his own, trying to emphasize the seriousness of the situation.

“I know that this isn’t necessarily the way to do this. And I know you aren’t related by blood. And, I know this could come off as disrespectful, but I refuse to go on without trying. Lambert,” she took a large breath, squaring her shoulders a little. “I am asking for your permission to marry Eskel.” She watched as the younger witcher mimicked a statue. After a minute or so, his brows furrowed.

“Why are you asking me?”

“Because you need family permission in these situations, and Eskel considers you his brother. And not just because of the ‘witcher’ thing. I… I know Eskel will never ask for my hand, and there are times where he insists it’s too dangerous. I’ll stay at camp wherever he goes no matter what, but I want him to know that I’m serious. That I’ll never leave him.” Lambert laughs, and rests his elbows against the tavern table.

“You know he loves you. A little too much if you ask me. It’s been, what? Four years?” Y/n’s hand rubs against her brow as she sighs. She still hasn’t gotten a distinct reaction yet, and she didn’t feel as though she was above water.

“Yes, and I am aware he loves me. Despite that, I know that he still worries about my love for him. You guys don’t really believe in marriage, but I don’t come from the same background. I think that maybe, if we get married like from anyone back at my hometown, he’ll know that I’m serious. Like I want to be with him the same way I know how others express they want to be with their significant other.”

“That’s just convoluted.”

“That’s just Eskel.” Lambert let out another laugh, and a true smile donned him.

“Can’t argue with that.” Y/n still waited with tense shoulders and wide eyes. Lambert went in for another drink before a brow raised to his hairline. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Are you… Do you approve? Accept my proposal for your brother?”

“Yeah, obviously.” She let out the breath she was holding, letting it turn into a chuckle, and returned his smile.

“Obviously.”

 The healer was proud of herself for making Lambert swear to secrecy until she announces things as she couldn’t ask her light for his hand until she asked Vesemir. And she couldn’t, for the life of her, find the older witcher. Or at least, not without Eskel knowing. Y/n had to wait until winter, and even then, she had to wait until she could get him alone. Her anxiety grew back, as before, if Lambert said no, she would have time to cool off. If Vesemir refused, then they’d have to live with that together until the snow passed.

Luckily, the greenhouse he had started precuring wasn’t attached to anything in the fort. After the first three weeks of winter, Vesemir was finally alone an Eskel was occupied with Lil’ Bleater. At first, she knocked on the door, knowing Vesemir knew she was there from her footsteps. The small grunt is what pushed her into the room. There wasn’t much that was ready, most everything being sprouts. He was bent over a hedge of something when she approached him.

“Vesemir?” The old wolf looked up, placing the vial in his hand onto the table. One look at her worrying hands, and he knew something was off.

“What’s wrong?” She gave a small smile, picking up the small clippers between them, and snipping off a brown leaf on the already presenting Caphea Ilevea.

“Nothing, I hope. I mean, of course, if you say no, it will be okay.” Her own brows furrowed, matching his. “I mean, it won’t be. At all. But I will still care about you-.”

“Y/n.”

“Yes, the point. You are Eskel’s father in our hearts, and so I need to ask you this- with no disrespect intended. I am asking for your approval to marry Eskel.” Much like Lambert, he simply stood there for a moment. His arms slowly crossed, and his brows furrowed more.

“Witcher’s don’t marry.”

“I am well aware of that, sir. I wouldn’t have taken this route if I didn’t think Eskel needed it. He still worries that I’ll leave him one day, but I need to prove to him that I’m not going anywhere. I would give my life for Eskel, but he doesn’t believe that devotion will last. I will admit, the Path is hard, but I’d go through anything for him.”

“Have you asked the others?” Her hand flew to her neck after she placed the clippers down. A flush crossed her cheeked in embarrassment.

“Yes, but for a reason. Geralt had walked in when I asked for help from Dandelion. And I decided Lambert could be the biggest resistor in this situation. I remember how long it took for him to warm up to me. I’m sorry for not asking you first, as I know the father-.”

“You’re already breaking the rules by being the one to ask for the man’s hand to begin with.”

“Yes. As I said though, no disrespect.”

“And none taken. You have my permission. I know how well you keep him safe. But you must know, that there are prices to this. You can’t back out for any reason. You aren’t allowed to die, either. Your passing would destroy him, even if you would happily replace his life with your own.”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you.” Vesemir grasped the vile once more, bending down to inspect the stems of the plant in front of him.

“What have I told you about calling me ‘sir’?” Y/n smiled as she made her way back to the door.

“Not to say it, as you’re no noble. However, that’s the correct title for a father in law, and I have seen you as such for years. It’s just going to be official now.”

 The whole time, Y/n had been worried about what his family would say, and not how the witcher himself would react. Eskel had started to pace in their large shared room. Y/n decided a while ago to sit on her heels, as continuous kneeling might be bad for her knees on the stone floor. It had been going well, until the implications of everything set in.

“How could you do that, Y/n? Why would want to?” His hand hasn’t stopped rubbing his scarred cheek, and she was sure they’d have to replace the rug as his walking track would be visible once everything was over. Y/n flinched at his volume, but only because she knew everyone in the keep would now be aware of what was happening.

“Because you don’t believe me when I say that I love you.” Eskel scoffed, but the out of character action was visibly regretted.

“Of course I believe you. I’d know if you were lying.”

“Then you don’t believe that I’ll stay.” That made him stop in his tracks. His sad eyes glistened as they flew over her form.

“You can’t know what you’ll want in the future. And tying yourself to me is what starts the wedge. You’ll feel trapped, and I know that if we do become married, I won’t let you go.” His voice lowered to a wobbly whisper. “Geralt’s djinn bind might be a little different, but he was strong enough to let Yen go. He found happiness somewhere else. I can’t do that. Not with you.”

“Eskel, you know how clever I think you are, but you’re being a right ass.” His brow rose and he plopped himself across from her on the floor. “How long have we known each other? How long have we been together? If I knew where I could find a djinn, I’d leave right now and bind us together. This is the safe and fun way of showing you to open your eyes. That I love you, and that will never change. That when you leave for a hunt that you refuse to let me follow on, that I will still be at the camp waiting. I want others to know that I love you, and how that will never change.” The witcher’s eyes were finding the wall very interesting, so Y/n closed the distance between them. Her hands cupped his cheeks, and he was forced to look at her. His shoulders were slumped, and his legs were barely folded. He was vulnerable. But Y/n wouldn’t do anything to destroy that. “You took a chance on us once. Can I ask you to do it again?” His lips pursed, and he blinked a few times, the little wetness that had gathered disappeared.

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes. I love you, Y/n.” She quickly brought their lips together, his hands finding her hips.

 (Part 2? The ceremony?)

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More Than Darkness - Eskel x Reader OS

A/N: I definitely DIDN'T write this to appease some of you after that Jaskier whump, NOPE. Actually tbh I wrote it cause I'd rather like to blow Eskel. PWP smuff drabble!

Warnings: fluff, self-esteem issues, mentions of mxf sex, oral sex (m receiving) - Eskel gets a BJ basically

Summary: In the midst of a hot summer, you blow a hot Witcher. The End.

Eskel was ethereal in the wash of dawn light.

Summer morning whispered through the threadbare gauze of your curtains, promising a high-noon heat. You could smell freshly baked bread on the breeze, and the verdant crop of cut grass. But that was not why your mouth watered.

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HELLO I'M AWAKE how are you my darlimgs? What did you do/what are you doing today?

I'm considering Feralt/Eskel OS smut today, but we'll see. I'm feeling lots better!

ETA: i meant geralt but... if the shoe fits

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About You Now - Geralt x Eskel OS

A/N: This is actually a Geralt x Eskel x OC fic, technically, but... well, have you ever written an OC and kinda wished you were her? Anyway, it's about the boyes. 👀

Summary: Geralt and Eskel are in need of company after a hard hunt. Unfortunately there's only one courtesan available. Fortunately, she's happy to share - and teach them a bit about themselves.

Warnings: Threesome, m x m x f, feelings realisation, m x m, oral, vaginal sex, come swallowing, spitroast, boyes kissin, lil bit fluffy.

Idk why I have a tag list, I post from mobile so often, lol. SORRY.

“I don’t know, Geralt.” Eskel nervously eyes the brothel, and folds his arms across his chest protectively. “I’m not exactly the most popular guy in these places. You go ahead.”

“Eskel,” Geralt sighs, “Those cyclops were fucking brutal, and frankly, I’m amazed we’re mostly intact. We deserve to relax a little bit. This is a good establishment, I promise.”

Eskel makes a low sound, on the precipice of agreeing. But Geralt doesn’t know what it’s like to enter a parlour, and have half of the ladies suddenly unavailable. How it feels to have a woman ask for the lanterns to be dimmed. “Why don’t you go ahead.” He suggests, “I’ll just...”

“This is bullshit, Eskel,” Geralt says, “There’s nothing wrong with you. Come on.”

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