Eskel Has Always Liked Books. Any Kind Of Book, Fact Or Fiction, He Devours With Insatiable Hunger. If

Eskel has always liked books. Any kind of book, fact or fiction, he devours with insatiable hunger. If there was one positive aspect to being taken by witchers as a child, it would be gaining access to their massive library. He’s free to borrow what he wishes to read during the small amount of rest time he’s allowed per day. Witchers appreciate education, it seems.

Not all of the boys can read.

Eskel becomes a commodity within their dormitory, staying up late to read aloud to his fellow trainees. Sometimes their sword instructor, Vesemir, soft hearted witcher that he is, will visit them and tell his own stories. The boys always enjoy those nights and Eskel appreciates the break.

He isn’t sure if Geralt can read. The boy is quiet and tends to keep to himself. He’s been present at every story time since he arrived but never makes requests. He’s been warming up to Eskel, receptive to his smiles and kind words, but he still doesn’t speak much and Eskel still can’t tell exactly what’s going on in his head under all those auburn curls.

One night, Eskel feels a tug at his blanket and turns over to find Geralt staring at him intently, a leather bound book clutched in his hands. Eskel scoots over and Geralt climbs into bed next to him, as if he belongs there. The book contains children’s tales. Dragons and quests and princesses and knights in shining armor. Geralt flips through the pages until they come across a story about Sir Eric, complete with full page illustration.

Geralt looks at Eskel expectantly.

It’s very late. They both have chores and training in the morning. But Eskel brings the book closer so that he can see it better in the darkness and Geralt immediately cuddles up to his side and lays his head on Eskel’s shoulder.

Eskel reads in an even whisper until he feels the little puffs of breath against him that mean Geralt has fallen asleep. He closes the book and sets it aside, careful not to wake the sleeping boy at his side. He considers how to get Geralt back to his own bed but dismisses the thought.

Two small boys can share one bunk easily enough.

Just for tonight.

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I keep seeing the new pictures of The Witcher set with all the mage characters, and I can’t stop laughing because I keep thinking like, who gave all these 13th Century mages modern jackets?? The mix between fantasy and modern stuff is so funny to me.

The wolf boys best sleeping positions cause I’m tired.

Lambert loves to be cuddles from behind, little spoon this one is. When him and the other wolf ding dongs cuddle together in front of the fire during winter he makes sure to get the edge by the fire because Eskel n Geralt like to cuddle together sometimes, plus it feels like he’s protected by the other two (which he will never ever tell them). When Jaskier comes along, they love to cuddle together and hold one another. If Jaskier wakes up one night to pee, Lamber will sleepily cling to him to try and get him back down. In the morning he won’t admit it, but if another one saw him cling, he owns up to it proudly.

Eskel totally spreads all out, maximum comfort is in star fish position. I also bet this man kicks in his sleep. He doesn’t mean to, but if ones too close and he can’t spread out, better be prepared to be shoved. Now he if he’s cuddling someone before he falls asleep, he won’t spread out like normal and will sleep like the mountain he is. I bet he also likes to squeeze between Lambert and Geralt, the middle is always the warmest to him.

Geralt, I bet likes to sleep on his back, and who ever cuddles into his sides will be locked into cuddling with him. Normally when cuddling, either by the fire or on his huge ass bed, you’ll find him asleep on his back with Jaskier n Eskel cuddling against his sides, protected by his arms. If Lambert joins, Jaskier likes to take Geralt’s chest.

I can’t forget Vesemir, just because he’s old ain’t mean he likes a good nap with his pups. I bet you’d find him on his own bed, which would probably be just a wee bit smaller than the other boys, curled up and tuckered out after a hunt for winters food, with the boys cuddled and surrounding him just like how he watches over the wolf boys when they lay out under the hearth.

Vesemir: Why does it smell like a hay pin in here?

Eskel: what? It’s not so baaaaaaad.

Vesemir: ....

Eskel: ...

Vesemir: for goat’s sake’s, that’s enough.

Geralt: here we goat again.

Lambert: you’ve goat to be kidding me.

Eskel: oh my god..

Jaskier: shit just goat serious.

I really want to write something, either headcanons for something, or a small little ficlet. I’d like to open up and ask if anyone's got ideas they wanna share??