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A MEANINGLESS INDIVIDUAL · · · independent semi selective lydia van bredevoort from the witcher book saga. +21. triggering content. headcanon heavy. singleship. written by vic (she/her). est. 2016 · carrd.

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"Do not speak of destiny, I fear a child might appear out of thin air." The witcher joked in his deadpan tone, a small smile tugged at his lips as he spoke and realised that she was indeed correct. "We speak of it, of change, as if we've never experienced it, when it's in fact the opposite. 'Tis a routine that we need."

The irony of the topic was not lost in the witcher, who spent many a winters in different places, never staying more than he should. Suddenly the smile faltered a little. "Well, I wouldn't say the world is forgetting you. There is still a innate need for magic users all about. Now I should start thinking about a change of career. What do you think? Do you think you could find me a place within your... Circles?"

"Not all changes are progress. And you sound a lot like my father." When he's half asleep mumbling to himself between snores. "Do not get me wrong nor jaded, I am all for progress and change... But somethings... Just some things should remain as they are..." A small pause followed by quiet snort. "Progress for the sake of progress." He repeated and chose his next words carefully. "Have you... Noticed it?" Silly question, yes, but he did enjoy their conversations. "Things are changing ever so gradually and it seems... Like we're forgetting something. Or that something is happening to us."

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Eskel was smiling. She saw that he was human after all, that he had an entirely human face, deformed by a long, ugly, semi-circular scar running from the corner of his mouth across the length of his cheek up to the ear.

“Since you’re here, welcome to Kaer Morhen,” he said. “What do they call you?”

Indie Eskel from The Witcher franchise est. 2016 Selective Low activity Private

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"Not all changes are progress. And you sound a lot like my father." When he's half asleep mumbling to himself between snores. "Do not get me wrong nor jaded, I am all for progress and change... But somethings... Just some things should remain as they are..." A small pause followed by quiet snort. "Progress for the sake of progress." He repeated and chose his next words carefully. "Have you... Noticed it?" Silly question, yes, but he did enjoy their conversations. "Things are changing ever so gradually and it seems... Like we're forgetting something. Or that something is happening to us."

"Things sure have changed around here, huh? I don't think I'm too keen on these changes. They seem... Unnecessary, almost. Wouldn't you agree?"

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"Things sure have changed around here, huh? I don't think I'm too keen on these changes. They seem... Unnecessary, almost. Wouldn't you agree?"

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"A court of law-" A chip went into his mouth as he wobbled back to the couch. "Would say that you are..." He slumped onto the couch and stared at the bright light of the tv without knowing what was on it, if there was anything on it.

"... What did you say?" He stared at Lydia and blinked, unaware of the topic that was being discussed.

"Perfect girl!" So rarely Eskel let go of his serious demeanor to truly let go for a while, and whenever he came in contact with those things that would help him, he would take advantage of that. Still waters run deep. "I would date you but that would be incest."

"If I am an awful human and you not only enable me but encourage me to be awful, wouldn't that make you..." He took a brief pause to remove the paper and open the bag. He sniffed it and shuddered. Onions. She loves him. "Just as awful as me? Or more? What would a court of law say? Do you know any lawyers?"

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"Perfect girl!" So rarely Eskel let go of his serious demeanor to truly let go for a while, and whenever he came in contact with those things that would help him, he would take advantage of that. Still waters run deep. "I would date you but that would be incest."

"If I am an awful human and you not only enable me but encourage me to be awful, wouldn't that make you..." He took a brief pause to remove the paper and open the bag. He sniffed it and shuddered. Onions. She loves him. "Just as awful as me? Or more? What would a court of law say? Do you know any lawyers?"

"You are what matters, not what happens around you-" Suddenly he stopped mid-phrase and stared at her. "I don't like sounding like a self help book... Is there any more of it? All of it?" Suddenly he moved from the position he had been for the last 2 hours. No chips in sight he had to find them.

"There were more right? In the cupboard?" Eskel struggled to straighten up and wobbled to the kitchen, chuckling. "Listen, you're... Just by being there..." His words were aimless, he was not getting to a point and didn't exactly want to. "You're a great girl. So funny. So funny."

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"You are what matters, not what happens around you-" Suddenly he stopped mid-phrase and stared at her. "I don't like sounding like a self help book... Is there any more of it? All of it?" Suddenly he moved from the position he had been for the last 2 hours. No chips in sight he had to find them.

"There were more right? In the cupboard?" Eskel struggled to straighten up and wobbled to the kitchen, chuckling. "Listen, you're... Just by being there..." His words were aimless, he was not getting to a point and didn't exactly want to. "You're a great girl. So funny. So funny."

"None of it really matters, y'know? You are allowed to find solace in those thoughts but... Letting them control you? Scare you?"

The man looked back and his standard deadpan expression had softened slightly, the un-scarred side of his face twisted into a small smile. "Don't let it consume you, else I'll have to pull you out and you do not want that."

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"None of it really matters, y'know? You are allowed to find solace in those thoughts but... Letting them control you? Scare you?"

The man looked back and his standard deadpan expression had softened slightly, the un-scarred side of his face twisted into a small smile. "Don't let it consume you, else I'll have to pull you out and you do not want that."

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Hello. ANYONE THERE?

-geeeeeeeeeeeeeently swipes toe across this cesspool to see if i should jump or no-

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...

Should I try and come back?

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JUST AN ASSORTMENT OF ESKEL MOMENTS TO NOT FORGET WHAT HE IS TRULY LIKE

“Come into the light, laddie,” growled the man called Eskel. “Don’t lurk in the dark.”

Ciri looked up into his face and barely restrained her frightened scream. He wasn’t human. Although he stood on two legs, although he smelled of sweat and smoke, although he wore ordinary human clothes, he was not human. No human can have a face like that, she thought.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” repeated Eskel.

She didn’t move. In the darkness she heard the clatter of Roach’s horseshoes grow fainter. Something soft and squeaking ran over her foot. She jumped.

“Don’t loiter in the dark, or the rats will eat your boots.”

Still clinging to her bundle Ciri moved briskly towards the light. The rats bolted out from beneath her feet with a squeak. Eskel leaned over, took the package from her and pulled back her hood.

“A plague on it,” he muttered. “A girl. That’s all we need.”

She glanced at him, frightened. Eskel was smiling. She saw that he was human after all, that he had an entirely human face, deformed by a long, ugly, semi-circular scar running from the corner of his mouth across the length of his cheek up to the ear.

“Since you’re here, welcome to Kaer Morhen,” he said. “What do they call you?”

“Ciri,” Geralt replied for her, silently emerging from the darkness. Eskel turned around. Suddenly, quickly, wordlessly, the witchers fell into each other’s arms and wound their shoulders around each other tight and hard. For one brief moment.

“Wolf, you’re alive.”

“I am.”

“All right.” Eskel took a torch from its bracket. “Come on. I’m closing the inner gates to stop the heat escaping.”

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Eskel stood next to Geralt, resembling the Wolf like a brother apart from the colour of his hair and the long scar, which disfigured his cheek.

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It was Eskel’s behaviour ,which was most unlikely; he got up, approached the enchantress, bent down low, took her hand and kissed it respectfully. She swiftly withdrew her hand. Not so as to demonstrate her anger and annoyance but to break the pleasant, piercing vibration triggered by the witcher’s touch. Eskel emanated powerfully. More powerfully than Geralt.

“Triss,” he said, rubbing the hide-ous scar on his cheek with embarrassment, “help us. We ask you. Help us, Triss.”

The enchantress looked him in the eye and pursed her lips. “With what? What am I to help you with, Eskel?”

Eskel rubbed his cheek again, looked at Geralt. The white-haired witcher bowed his head, hiding his eyes behind his hand. Vesemir cleared his throat loudly.

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But Eskel, dear Eskel, kept his head and once more behaved as was fitting.

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“And how,” muttered Lambert, brazenly eyeing Triss’s breasts which strained against the fabric of her dress. Eskel cleared his throat and looked daggers at the young witcher.

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“We’re amazed by the ease with which you pledge to keep this secret,” said Eskel calmly. “Forgive me, Triss, I do not mean to offend you, but what has happened to your legendary loyalty to the Council and Chapter?”

Please, a moment of silence for our fallen lovely boy, who will forever remain in our hearts as the good boy he was and not the asshole Netflix turned him into. 

If you haven’t read the books or even played the games, please know that what you saw was NOT Eskel, he is much much better. 

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LETS FUCKING TALK ABOUT THE NETFLIX SHIT SHOW.

TO BEGIN WITH, THIS BLOG WILL NOT, AND I REPEAT WILL THE FUCK NOT TAKE INTO ACCOUNT WHATEVER MESS HAPPENED THERE. IF YOU EXPECT MY ESKEL TO BE EVEN REMOTELY CLOSE  TO WHATVER THE FUCK THEY DID IN THE SHOW I AM VERY SORRY BUT NO, THAT THING WAS NOT ESKEL, THAT WAS NOT MY BOY. HE WAS SOMEONE ELSE. SO YEAH, THERE’S THAT. I DON’T USE THIS ACCOUNT MUCH BUT LET ME JUST SAY THAT WHAT THEY DID TO HIM IN THE SHOW WAS COMPLETELY UNCALLED FOR AND UNDESERVED. ESKEL DESERVED SO MUCH BETTER THAN WHAT HE WAS GIVEN IN THAT SHOW. AND DON’T LET ME GET STARTED ON ALL THE OTHER SHIT THAT HAPPENED. 

SO, TO SUM UP, THIS BLOG HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE SHOW. NOTHING. 

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hello everyone yall are very cute I hope yall are having a good or at least not shitty end of the year <3 maybe I’ll be back who knows but I LOVE YOU.

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I CAME BACK TO THIS GOD FORSAKEN SITE JUST TO SEE IF EVERYONE WAS AS FUCKED UP ABOUT ESKEL AS I WAS WHEN I SAW MY POOR BABY BEING NOT FUCKING DISFIGURED AND JUST ISYGF,SUGBFKEZJSFGHBFKAUSHDBGF,USKZDGBNZHF,OUDGBNHFUASKDB  JUST LLOKIN LIKE ANY OTHER FUKIN RGULAR PRETTY BGOY TWINK I CANNOT NBELIEVE MY LUCK IF DGFHKUBVJZKAKXCVHHKXG,JDZFHJGKBGCUXFHFZGODXHFGFOSDULHCV THANK U FOR COMIN TO MY TED TLK IM GONNA YEET MYSELF OUT OF THE FUCKIN WINDOWN 

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TUMBLR IS WHITE WTF HAPPENED I LEFT FOR LIKE 2 WEEKS.