What If Things Would Have Worked Out With Deidre? What If Eskel Had Claimed Her Straight Away And Brought

What if things would have worked out with Deidre? What if Eskel had claimed her straight away and brought her back to Kaer Morhen to raise her? No Black Sun curse nonsense. No mages trying to kill her. No heartbreak. Nothing like that. Could you imagine Eskel being a father? Having a healthy, loving relationship with his daughter?

I absolutely think he’d be a great father. I see post all around saying how polite, loose and fun Eskel seems to be, books and games included. I think he’d make a great dad.

I also believe somewhere deep inside him, he still wants to be. It’s tiny now, not so much of a desire as before but I bet he thinks about what it would’ve been like.

He sees Geralt with Ciri and he’s just filled with this warmth after being cold for a long time. Maybe Geralt would go to him on nights he’s really scared, or he doesn’t know what to do, Eskel knows what that feels like, listens to him, holds him and tells him that the more time passes, the less scary it seems.

Picture this, a casual gathering with geralt and all of his friends, dancing, music, food, alcohol, gambling, the whole shebang.

Geralt and Yen are dancing casually, sorta just basking in the environment. Yen looks at Geralt- hes staring at something over her shoulder, she turns around-

BAM Eskel and Lambert going HAM in the middle of the dance floor.

Are they dancing with eachother or are they trying to outdance the other? No one knows, all anyone knows is that they're using their witcher stamina to the fullest, busting out the most extra dance moves anyone had ever seen

Anon, I hope you know that this made me choke on my spicy chicken and rice. I’ve been giggling and drawing this for the past hour—

So there are things Eskel won’t do due to morals right? And things he will do to easy everyone’s nerves, what are somethings Eskel will do but knows he’s not suppose to? An example is like, Eskel isn’t suppose to disturb Lambs afternoon nap because he knows LB will be cranky for the rest of the day but that doesn’t stop his ass from causing reckless behaviour. Thoughts?

As nice and sweet and ethical as Eskel is, he’s still a petty bitch. If he wants to get back at this lil greasy fucking bitch boy, he’ll do it nO hesitation.

[chaos ensues]

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Oh yeah, so mermaid Jaskier wants to pet a puppy :) 

-Jaskier is giant. He’s never had anything to compare himself to apart from pirate ships, but they look the same way birds look in the sky— tiny.

-He’s a guardian of the Sea, first and foremost, so he never cares too much about drowning ships of captain’s that’ve wronged the Sea; either disrespecting her by mucking her waters with their scum, or stealing from her.

-The Sea gives, she is plentiful, but Jaskier’s warned to keep an eye out when her sons and daughters begin dying in excess and for no reason but greed and war.

-It earns himself a feared name, the Guardian of the Sea becomes capitalized and a slew of other nicknames, including Seamonster and Mommy’s Boy are born. Jaskier especially likes the last one, he is the Sea’s son after all, no shame in serving her. 

-Unfortunately, that means that when the rare ship crosses his stretch of the Sea that hasn’t committed atrocities, the crew is reading to throw fire in his face (bombs and cannons) and steering away from him by the time he gets low enough to say hello. 

-Humans a barely as long as his pinkie finger, they’re fast. Jaskier is tall as four, five of their ships are long and he is awfully slow in comparison. 

-He’s basking under the Sky, floating in the Seawater when he feels something move above his skin. Jaskier looks from where he’s laid down, hair splashing water as he carefully moves to get a better view. 

-There is a man. He is as large as Jaskier’s index finger, which is quite large for a human, but his boat is small and he is alone. 

-Scratch that. Jaskier sits up, careful not to rock the boat too wildly as the man clutches the sides, a creature that barely comes up to the man’s knees saying something wildly. He thinks it’s talking, four legged fuzzy little thing, but not in any language he understands. 

-It seems that the man understands, though, and Jaskier squints down to see his hand soothe the animal’s flank. The Sea is calm; this man is good and Jaskier shrugs his inhibition as he leans down. The man does not seem to be carrying any weaponry save for the silver dagger he wields, pointed at Jaskier.

-It’s laughable, but valiant. Though, Jaskier does not care much, spreading his lips in a wide grin as the man allows his to grow close enough to see the animal by his knees clearly. He’s careful to keep his tail from flicking wildly in excitement as the animal relaxes from its growl and hops in place. 

- “Please,” Jaskier’s voice is well-used; he talks to his mother, the Sea, and to his siblings: the school of fish that lazily wander through his guarded waters, the giant squid that tickles between his tail-fins on well-weathered days, “Can I pet your animal?” The animal obviously recognizes this word, it’s tail wiggling wildly and its muzzle open as it pants in want despite its human glaring threatening at Jaskier. 

- “Pretty please,” Jaskier asks, widening his eyes in the same manner he uses with Mother when he asks for a new species for his waters. 

-There is a giant merman staring at Geralt, asking him if he can pet Roach. Geralt might be losing his mind, he’s sure it’s a hallucination but he keeps his sword drawn nonetheless. 

-No sits on the tip of his tongue, but then the merman’s eyes widen, bluer than the bluest Sea. He’s a witcher, he’s stronger than a pair of puppy ey— but then he asks in that oh-so melodic, pleading voice of his to pet Roach. And really, Geralt can’t fault him, Roach is adorable. 

-He sheathes his sword, ‘cause dammit, what’s a man supposed to do when faced with a being fifty times his height begging to pet his furry friend? Not to mention, the merman is extremely cute with his bottom lip jut and his body twitching as it contains possible tail flaps that Roach does not deign to.

- “Be very, very gentle,” he says, voice low and commanding. If the merman were to hurt Roach, he would—

- “It’s so soft,” Jaskier whimpers, his breath ruffling her fur. “Oh Salty Sea, it’s so soft.” The animal yips, rubbing its cheek against his fingertip as the man glares at them despite the speck of soft in his eyes. 

- “Her name is Roach,” Geralt finds himself saying, “She’s my best friend.” 

- “Roach,” Jaskier repeats, tasting the name on his tongue, “Like the fish.” 

- “Like the fish,” Geralt smiles.

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