#eskel ask
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Geralt gets hit with a truth spell
Jaskier: Now I can get a real answer out of you! How are my songs?
Geralt: Your early lyrics were overly simplistic bordering on childish. However, your singing and lute playing are always enjoyable.
Jaskier: Wow, that is some thin ice you're skating on, my friend. What about Valdo Marx?
Geralt: Average singing voice, not the worst lute playing. But I'd rather fight an army of wraiths than deal with his personality
Jaskier: This is the second greatest thing you could've said to me
#eskel in the background#ask if hes in love with you!#eskel is a little shit i just know it#the witcher#jaskier#geralt of rivia#surprise#geralt actually has complex opinions on music
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🧡 (kissing in bed / lazy kiss / cuddling) AWAU Geralt/Eskel/Jaskier
“You’re still here,” Jaskier says, a little surprised, as he opens his eyes to find Geralt still acting as his pillow, Eskel pressed against his back with a hand resting on Geralt’s chest. Usually they’re up and gone well before Jaskier wakes, off to run about on the practice grounds and do Witchery things like that.
“Snowstorm last night,” Geralt murmurs. “Still snowing.”
“No point trying to spar when we can’t even see,” Eskel agrees. “Even monsters don’t come out in weather like this.”
“Ooh! So I’ve got you all to myself for a while?” Jaskier asks delightedly.
“You do,” Eskel chuckles.
“Glorious,” Jaskier says, delighted, and stretches up until he can kiss Geralt, long and slow and luxurious. Geralt makes a low, pleased sound and laces his fingers through Jaskier’s hair, tilting his head to a slightly different angle and deepening the kiss.
“Always so pretty,” Eskel murmurs. “And you smell so good, catmint.”
Jaskier stretches and wriggles, showing off happily as Eskel runs a hand down his side and squeezes his arse gently.
“What do I smell like, my heart?” he asks as his and Geralt’s lips part.
“Lust and honey,” Geralt murmurs, eyes blown black.
“Best smell in the world,” Eskel agrees.
Jaskier rolls over, grinning. “You are so very good for my ego, sunshine,” he says, and reaches up to pull Eskel down into a kiss. Eskel comes easily, laughing into Jaskier’s mouth.
“Lovely,” Geralt murmurs. “My lark and my good right hand.”
“He’s lovely, at least,” Eskel murmurs.
Jaskier tugs gently on his hair. “None of that. You’re beautiful, our amber-eyed darling.”
“Yes,” Geralt agrees, and leans in to kiss Eskel above Jaskier’s face. Jaskier sighs happily. The White Wolf and the dark, perfectly matched in every way.
“I will write you so many songs,” he whispers. “And even if I write a song each day for the rest of my hopefully very long life, they will never truly encompass how beautiful the two of you are together.”
“And we will cherish every one of them,” Eskel says, leaning down to kiss Jaskier again.
“Lark,” Geralt agrees, stealing his own kiss, and Jaskier laughs and laces his hands through both his lovers’ hair and lets his Wolves kiss him to their hearts’ content.
(Or here on AO3!)
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Love your art work!
Do you also draw Lambert (game Canon, I refuse to accept what Netflix did to him and Eskel and Geralt and Dandilions relationship (though to be perfectly honest Henry Cavill truly did every thing he could and I love him for it and Joey Batey is phenomenal (did you know he has his own music?)?
Hey ! and thanks for noticing my stuff :)
I like game Lambert pretty much but Eskel is the one who inspires me the most. I drew him a few times it was a long time ago. :)
Regarding the Netflix show, I gave up on it despite the overall good actors. I was very disappointed about what they did with the Wolf School. And poor Eskel, my babe Eskel, no no no. I am not a purist and usually very open minded to adaptations but the show was not enough exciting to "excuse" the Kaer Mohren episodes :)
Cheers !
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wait explain the haunted house post tags
are you talking about kaer morhen
sorry the curiosity is eating at me lmao
(this post for context)
Yes I was talking about Kaer Morhen! What follows is mostly speculation and personal headcanon:
So post tw3, I do see the tragic appeal of Vesemir (or any number of dead witchers) haunting Kaer Morhen, but I prefer not to think of Vesemir as a ghost, or at least a pained, sinister one. He was laid to rest with love, and he died fulfilling his devotion to his family. And maybe the other witcher spirits that remained were given a more full sense of closure after his funeral too.
So that leaves Eskel as the caretaker of Kaer Morhen. Geralt has his family, Lambert knows better. It’s just Eskel. He’s the last ‘true’ wolf witcher in the keep, not even a troubled spirit to keep him company, to rattle the doors and open the cubbards, not even the distorted voice of dead Vesemir to tell him what to do with himself, no one to guide him, no one to fill the silence.
Eskel himself is the ghost then. He’s the cold, silent, shape of a witcher that walks the halls of Kaer Morhen night and day. If you were to hike up to the castle, you might see his form in a window, you might hear his footsteps on the stair, see a flash of igni on a dark night. The age of Witchers is dead, the school of the wolf with it, all that’s left is Eskel, dragging around its corpse, muttering the names of dead men.
#happy halloween btw#I should make a real post abt this but what if it makes me cry . what then#eskel#witcher eskel#vesemir#tw3#llwynbleidd#ask#double shot
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Eskel would use Igni to secretly heat up his brothers' drinks just enough for them to go "FUCK" on a first sip or make them sting their hands with a hiss and then act super innocent about it. Lambert tries storming out of a room and Eskel uses Yrden to keep him in place with the smuggest look imaginable etc. We should let him use his signs to fuck with this brothers more
I'm imagining like, Eskel warning Lambert one time about his drink being (genuinely) hot and Lambert ignoring him and so the next time, once Lambert had already taken some of the drink and left it, he would heat it without warning to elicit the reaction. Equally I enjoy the idea that he would tell Geralt "careful it's hot!" When the drink is in fact cold, and be entertained watching Geralt leave the drink to cool when it was already cold... or something kinda stupid like that.
#ask away!#eskel#lambert#honestly I don't think I have the best grasp of their characters in my head it's been a while since I read about them#apologies if this is violently out of character
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Gdi Rawr, I don't even go here but the Halsin vibes are starting to get even me. What is it about large plush men that could easily bench press a person?????
Listen. Listen.
I am right there with you.
They're. Just. All the. Thicc.
Someone I can knead, who could hold me down by the scruff of the neck, but has these deep, golden threads of kindness flowing through them. They could be truly dangerous, but they choose to be good. They're dorks, they're chonky, they have a deep, booming laugh, they block doorways, they are walking heaters, they somehow always smell so good, you wanna rub your face in their chesthair, and everything is just so. Frickin. Lorge.
Halsin loves honey, he loves ducks, he calls you "my heart", he gets so flustered during his First Time with you that he *poofs* into a literal bear. But also, do a Dark Playthrough and piss him off, when he gears up to kill you... Holy. Fucking. Shit.
Also, also, also... Halsin and Eskel need to meet. I have the fic. It's started. I just... Aaaahhh.
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Re the pincushion post: Ciri bounces onto the bed. The pins go flying...straight onto Geralt's NAKED CHEST. Chaos (and ouchies) ensue. Two days later, Milena gives Eskel a (very large) eggplant pincushion at supper. "For your late night sewing - unless you'd prefer a peach?" Cue AAAAAAAALL the teasing from his brothers.
Ahahhaa omgggg this is great!
First of all geralt being teased nonstop for getting his "nipples pierced"
And eskel would blush sooo badly when he's given the (accurately sized) eggplant pincushion
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How about 30 for Jaskel? 💚
thank you, dear <3
30. ‘this is my husband/wife/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner etc.’
“Remind me again,” Jaskier said, as he scooted up in bed and leaned his head against Eskel’s shoulder. It was broad as ever, maybe a little bit softer than it used to be, when they had first met. Retirement had done him good. Both of them had gotten softer and Eskel had grown to love each and every line appearing on Jaskier’s face. They had gotten deeper more quickly than Eskel would have thought they would, but Jaskier smoothed his worries away by claiming it was because he smiled so often. So Eskel made it his life’s mission to make sure Jaskier had reason to smile as much as humanly possible.
At the moment, said reason came in the form of looking at the old sketches Lambert had drawn of them so many winters ago. He always kept them in the drawer next to their bed. The sketch he was holding right now showed Jaskier and him at Kaer Morhen, with Eskel’s head pillowed on Jaskier’s lap, while the bard combed his fingers through Eskel’s hair and was clearly so contend that he hadn’t even noticed Lambert taking out his pencils.
A nudge against Eskel’s side brought him back to the here and now.
“Sorry, what?” he asked a little sheepishly.
Jaskier rolled his eyes fondly. Somehow age had made them even more blue, something Eskel would have never thought possible. But then again, Jaskier had proven that he was able to do the impossible, when he had fallen in love with him.
“Remind me,” Jaskier said, “where I put my glasses.”
“Oh.” Eskel looked around the cosy little cottage. The evening light falling through the window caught on the metal frame of the glasses, lying at the far end of the room. Jaskier had taken them off, when they had laid down for a nap that had turned into an extended cuddle-session.
“They’re over there.” Eskel nodded towards the glasses. “Should I…?”
He already made to get up, but Jaskier guffawed in protest and practically flung himself over Eskel’s chest.
“Don’t you dare!” He clung to Eskel even tighter. “I don’t want to miss my pillow for even a second.”
Eskel huffed in amusement. He felt the scars pull on his smile, making it even wider. Even so, it was never wide enough to do justice to all the happiness Jaskier made him feel.
“Is that all you’d miss if I were to leave?”
“Obviously not.” Jaskier stretched until he could kiss Eskel’s cheek. “But if I were to list all the things I love about you, we’d still be here in ten years.”
“I wouldn’t mind another ten years with you,” Eskel said softly. His hand not holding the sketch went to Jaskier’s head, cradling it gently.
“Yeah.” Jaskier sighed. “Me neither.” There was a brief pause, in which Jaskier’s hand wandered to Eskel’s heart, feeling it’s thumping. Even after all this time, Jaskier’s proximity was enough to speed it up to an almost human rhythm. He certainly never felt more human than when he was with Jaskier.
“I guess,” Jaskier said eventually. “If I can’t see what’s on the sketch, you’ll just have to describe it to me.”
Eskel’s brows rose. “You just want to hear me get all sappy again.”
“I can’t help it.” Jaskier shrugged, not denying a single thing. “I love the way your voice goes all soft and happy when you talk about us.”
A warm that by now was as familiar to Eskel as an old friend, filled his chest.
“Alright then.” He tilted the paper, to see it better. He took a moment to figure out where to begin. He tapped on one of the figures. “This is me,” he said. “And this -” His finger wandered to Jaskier and he trailed off again. How should he describe it? Back when the drawing had been made, Jaskier hadn’t been his husband yet. Not even his partner, but calling him his friend didn’t seem like enough. His eyes wandered from the picture to Jaskier, who was looking right at him, with so much tenderness that it made his heart skip a beat.
“And this,” he started again. He let go of the sketch and gently took hold of Jaskier’s chin, tilting it up so he could press a kiss against his lips. “This is my happiness.”
#old jaskier#because i can never get enough of that#thank you for the ask!#ficlet#fic#witcher#the witcher#eskel#jaskier#jaskel#my writing
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Sorry to appear in your asks so soon but I have drawn lambert and eskel (somewhat with your fic descriptions in mind) :D so I came here to show you
HOLY SHIT THIS IS LITERALLY EXACTLY HOW I PICTURED THEM IN MY FIC FENN WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS SO !!!! I HAVE NO WORDS I'M JUST
THE ESKEL ONE ESPECIALLY YOU GOT HIS SCARS SO PERFECTLY I'M CRYING SCREECHING RUNNING AROUND MY ROOM AAAAAAA
#asks#bilberry-jam#the witcher books#eskel#lambert#gifts#SAVING THIS IMMEDIATELY AND I WILL BE LINKING TO THIS ART IN MY NEXT CHAPTER
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i. love. your. blog. fuck bro not only is your style actually good, but you have sexy eskel!!!! sexkel???? whatever he’s gorgeous. very gender. 10/10 ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you!! That's so sweet! Here's a rough WIP of a christmas themed Krampus Eskel I'm working on right now.
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canon or fanon question!In fics we see often that geralt 'can't blush', but i swear to gods at least Eskel was blushing left and right in the books, but i can't particularly remember if *Geralt* can. I think yes? But am not sure. ALSO, can witchers cry?Witcher 3 says no, but i don't remember in the books, and to me it seems like malarkey that men who regularly are going through gross, dusty, dirty places and getting dunked in swamp water won't need to flush their eyeballs when there's gunk there
Hello my dear!
TW3 says witchers can't cry? Oh, yeah that is definitely their own canon.
In the books, Geralt of Rivia cries during sex, so jot that down. Here is an excerpt of Geralt with Yen.
And when they had both calmed down, trembling and kissing away each other's tears, they were greatly surprised how much happiness such hurried love making had brought them.
Lady of the Lake, p 464
And tears do serve purposes like cleaning out eyes, so idk how that would even work.
However, about the blushing, if I remember correctly, the books do say that they can't blush (something about blood vessels), though I can't find the quote right now. And although Eskel shows embarrassment several times in his scenes, his 'tells' are rubbing his scars or avoiding eye contact. Or bowing. But I never saw anything about blushing.
ETA: I love that fic writers have, as a group, mostly gone...yeah screw that. Witchers blush.
I write them blushing for sure. I love a witcher blushing. XD
#asks#the witcher#geralt of rivia#eskel#yennefer of vengerberg#i can't believe it's not fanon#canon or fanon#geralt has so many feelings you guys#this man is all heart
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💙 drunken kiss / tipsy: lambert + aiden, or lambert + eskel. or even, lambert+geralt. my man should smooch to show affection while completely plastered.
This got a little long for tumblr, so it's HERE on AO3! (I made it Laiden but he gets to smooch all three of them!)
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Damnit Kei
I want all of them….. How about Sailor Moon Eskel … watch me become predictable but 18. pinning to the wall….. 🥺😍
PANDA MY LOVE!!!!!!! 🥰💖 Here you go with Jaskel and pinning to the wall!!! you saw the process so....no surprise here XD but pls know, i really really had soooooo much fun doing this one!!!! 🥺 Thank you so much for the prompt and your patience! ILYSM!
And here's a Bonus under the cut!
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#jaskel#jaskier#eskel#the witcher#the witcher fanart#answered ask#bonus sailor moon eskel under the cut xD#i know the sketch is so bad but its only for the lolz#ily panda!#hope you like your prompt fill :)#jaskier x eskel#kei's witcher art
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as the eldest of 3 siblings who grew up under fucked conditions I think Eskel was designed in a lab to torture me
Genuinely because he’s got everything wrong with him but not to a degree that it’s catastrophic or even very worthy of a main storyline, hes losing touch with his brothers and it’s an afterthought in terms of the greater narrative. The world is ending, so who cares that Lambert doesn’t want to talk to him? Who cares? Eskel’s not an antagonist, not a threat, he’s totally trustworthy but he’s hard to talk to and no one knows how to fix it. A father more than a brother, a man who does not even know what a father is. And he’s not getting better, but on the other hand, it’ll never kill him, so what’s to treat? Let’s just not talk to each other, let’s just leave it.
#sorry for the late reply ♥️♥️♥️#eskel is ummm. hes#UUGGVHHHHHHHH#eskel#eskel the witcher#the witcher 3#witcher eskel#ask#anonymous#double shot
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the eskel to halsin pipeline lmao
Hehe. He's just so. Shaped.
The pipeline is real.
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Okay but imagine... Geralt hiccuping and immediately giving Jaskier a don't-even-think-it stare. Jaskier manages to control himself for exactly 2 seconds before Geralt hiccups a second time and Jaskier can't help bursting with excited claps and squeals of how adorable his hiccups are 😭
He gives out these high pitched squeaks every time he hiccups. Like a kitten mewling.
It completely ruins the glare he's trying to give jaskier. (Like how kittens can't ever look fierce)
Jaskier makes a song about it, but saves it for kaer morhen to debut it. The other witchers are WELL AWARE of geralts adorable hiccups, and sing the hiccup song at every tavern from then on.
@girls-and-honey
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