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Just finished Witcher: Blood Origin and it was phenomenal!!!!!! I loved it so much!!!!!!!! It had some issues but i had a great time watching it.

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Bitter, Evil Hearts [Eskel] Chapter 4

Chapter 4: The Time of Contempt, Chapter 4 [12/2022]

"They roam the land, importunate and insolent, nominating themselves the stalkers of evil, vanquishers of werewolves and exterminationators of specter's, extorting payment from the gullible and, on receipt of their ignoble earnings, moving on to dispense the same deceit in the near vicinity. The easiest access they find at cottages of honest, simple, and unwitting peasants who readily ascribe all misfortune and ill events to spells, unnatural creatures, and monsters, the doings of wind spirits or evil spirits. Instead of praying to gods, instead of bearing the witcher, the godless changeling, will turn around his fate and save him from misfortune."

----Anonymous, Monstrum, or Description of the Witcher

'Gors Velen,' Eskel commented, coming to rein in his black stallion alongside his lover. ``Remind me why we're here again?'

It took approximately 3 weeks total for the sorceress Esmeray of Carsten and Witcher Eskel to reach the city of Gors Velen from Kaer Morhen. The two could've gotten there much faster if Eskel would've just agreed to take a portal from city to city until they reached their destination- alas, just like Geralt, Eskel had an unreasonable amount of hate [or perhaps fear?] of portals. Plus, there was also the fact that Eskel was in need of work and didn't want to miss out on any possible job opportunities on the road- so the two had to go by horseback.

The city of Gors Velen itself, like most cities on this side of the continent, was surrounded by towering brick walls with sky-scraping towers to pick up from within those walls. And beyond the city was a vast grey-green sea that sparkled from the early-rising sun, freckled only a few places with the sails of merchant's vessels. Esmeray stopped her grey mare just before the sand drop that led to the city before the pair.

'We'll only be here briefly, my love,' Esmeray replied. 'Then we shall be off to Thanedd, and from there we shall attend a banquet-'

Eskel groaned.

'-at Aretuza. Stop whining. I have to attend, even if I'm taking a break from politics. Every sorceress and well-respected sorceress will be there. Think of it as my version of a yearly Kaer Morhen witcher reunion. Now, sit up, and let's continue on the road. We're simply going to be here to stop, rest for the evening, and continue on our way- and yes, you will have to wear a doublet for the banquet. Hush now, my love, I shall find one comfortable for you to wear.'

The bridge leading to Gors Velen was a long column full of wagons, horses, and even travelers on foot. And it was at this moment that Eskel remembered precisely why he hated cities. It had to have taken at least an hour before the pair moved from their spot on the bridge and for traffic to lighten up, and when they did finally reach the guard's stand post at the gate, they were promptly stopped and questioned why they were entering the city. It was all quite unnecessary, really, and Eskel didn't miss the way they looked at Esmeray and then scrunch up their nose at him.

'Not bad,' Eskel gave a compliment once they were through the gate and into the bustling city. 'Use any sort of glamours to charm them?'

'Only on my hair, love. Every sorceress has their defining feature about them in which they accentuate. For some, it's their eyes, in which they use eye shadow makeup. For others, it's their bodies, that they reveal in form-fitting attire. For me, it's my hair, which I keep long and straight and only enhances it with dyes every once in a while to keep that red you love so much. The sun, unfortunately, likes to bleach my hair blonde in the summers.'

'So explain to me what exactly this banquet at Aretuza is about again?' Eskel and Esmeray were now walking side by side, leading their horses behind them by the reins.

'It's like any other banquet. We're just supposed to show up, dress nice, and pretend like we're enjoying ourselves. It's something we sorcerers do at least once every year to show no ill will, even though half of them are plotting in some way against each other- ugh! And I used to actually enjoy going!'

Eskel smiled at this, finding it just a bit amusing.

'Right, so we'll go, stand around and be uncomfortable, drink watered-down wine, and eat very little in order to be "polite" or some shit; is that right?'

'Precisely,' Esmeray nodded with a grin of her own, 'and then we'll go back to our hotel room and have sex.'

Eskel immediately perked up at this.

'And remember, Eskel, meet me at the Narrat Inn by noon. We'll have lunch together there and then prepare for the banquet.'

Eskel understood the importance of this banquet and why Esmeray was stressing it so to him- but even still, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at her. She was treating him like a child! But he, nonetheless, also nodded in understanding before exiting the tailor's store they had stopped in to make arrangements for their outfitting.

Once out of the store, Eskel was once more thrown into the throng of the city; carts rumbled past, people walked in groups, and horses and oxen trodden up and down the busy lanes. Eskel had time to himself now, at least a few hours, but he couldn't for the life of him figure out what he wanted to do. It had been so long since he'd last been in a city- and even then he couldn't think of anything to really do besides buy stuff and eat.

The dark-haired witcher turned down a street and then turned down another before taking a right and a left. At this point, he was just wandering aimlessly between merchant stalls, barrels, and weirdos selling goods right out of their parked cars. It was only after passing another 4 stalls did the little shop catch his eye.

It sat across the lane from him and in between two other buildings sporting the name "Frank's Chocolate's and Baked Goods," and that was all Eskel needed to see before entering.

Margarita Laux-Antille, otherwise known as "Rita," was a shapely fair-skinned woman with wild blonde curls and deep green eyes- which she usually executed by wearing green- who emerged entirely nude from the hot pool of water provided by the Inn in the bathhouse section. Ciri sat near the edge of said pool, only her legs submerged in the waters as she focused her gaze down shyly at her lap; clutching a small towel to her body. Behind Ciri, lounging across a couple of chairs were Esmeray and Yennefer.

Yennefer of Vengerberg, like what the poets described, was a beautiful woman with an ugly attitude. Yennefer was unique to most, however, because of her violet-colored eyes and long inky black hair that she often wore in curls to flow across her black clothing.

'You, girl,' Margarita called to Ciri, 'be so good as to hand me a towel. And please stop being angry with me.'

Ciri snorted but still did as she was told. After a day of dragging Eskel around to find him a proper tailor to outfit him, Esmeray had made plans to meet up with him later in the day while she met up with sorceress Margarita, Tissaia de Vries [who was a much older sorceress with neat dark brown hair that she always wore pulled back], along with Yennefer and [much to Esmeray's surprise] Ciri. Apparently, Yennefer and Ciri had been traveling with each other for some time now after Geralt sent Ciri off to the Temple of Melitele for education.

'She seems like a young seal,' Margarita jokes, drying herself off. 'And is as shapely as a naiud. Will you give her to me, Yenna?'

'That's why I brought her here,' Yennefer answered.

'Which class shall I put her in? Does she know the basics?'

'She does, but she can start at the beginning like everyone else. It won't do her any harm.'

'That would be wise,' Tissaia added. 'That would be wise indeed, Yennefer. The girl will find it easier if she begins with the other novices.'

It was then that another voice interrupted the group:

'My humble apologies, noble ladies,' it was the innkeeper calling from behind a silk screen. 'Please forgive my daring to disturb, but a certain 'Witcher Eskel '' has arrived for Madame Esmeray.'

'Very well, then,' Esmeray took a stand from her spot. 'Ladies, shall I see you later this evening?'

'Looking forward to it.'

'Yes, of course.'

'Until then, Esmeray.'

Ciri was the only one who didn't say anything, but she did look up as Esmeray passed and the red-headed sorceress threw her a sympathetic smile. Going to school at Artuza will most certainly not be easy on Ciri, especially considering her fiery personality, but with a teacher as kind as Margarita, Esmeray had hoped that she would do well.

“I have nothing against witchers. Let them hunt vampires. As long as they pay taxes.”

—Radovid lll the bold, King of Redania

The sky grew dark rather quickly after Esmeray and Eskel had returned to their privately rented room within the tavern. Esmeray stood clothed in nothing but a see-through black robe overlooking the large windows. From where she currently stood, she could see the Tower of Aretuza set in the ocean miles away.

It looks awfully menacing with the black clouds and dark angry wasters around it.

They had about 3 hours to waste before they needed to attend the banquet.

Esmeray turned to the face of the snoring witcher and chuckled softly at the sight of him all curled up and tuckered out after the festivities together. Eskel was always a bit of a cuddler, this fact was doubled after sex- it was a miracle Esmeray even managed to crawl out of the bed without him locking her in an iron grip.

A small shiver of excitement ran along the sorceress's spine as she recounted him just an hour before; gripping and squeezing her ass as he drove himself into her- and oh gods how he felt inside of her! The witcher could make her cum for hours on end, the mere memory just makes her wanna bind his wrists to the bedframe and ride him all night.

Before meeting Eskel, sex had mattered very little to the sorceress. She had had her fun and even been involved in a couple of scandalous relationships- mainly one being the one she had with Philippa Eilheart- but sex was never a priority for the woman. It still wasn’t, but Eskel always managed to ignite a primal flare within her that she just couldn’t help but dance to.

Eskel wasn’t a particularly kinky person, per se, he mostly enjoyed positions in which he could see her face. But it was the endurance of the act of sex that Esmeray most enjoyed when doing it with Eskel.

From the moment the two began fucking, he never once treated her as something replaceable.

Esmeray was startled when one of the witcher’s yellow cat-like eye’s popped open to stare at her. She jumped at the sight of- just how long had she been staring at him?

Eskel’s scared lips curved up into a smile as he let out a breathy laugh- half-muffled by the pillow his face was buried into.

‘Are you just going to keep watching me or are you going to come over here and join me?’

Esmeray shot her lover a cheeky look before silently making her way toward the bed all the while allowing her thin robe to slide off of her slender body. Eskel let out a sigh at the sight of her pale freckled chest and rolled over so that he was watching her on his back. In doing so the blanket slipped down to just above his groin.

‘Do you witchers ever truly tire from sex?’ Esmeray said as she eyed the growing tent Eskel’s cock was creating with the sheets.

‘With you, darling, never.’ Eskel shot her a wink as his smile widened.

‘We’ll see about that,’ Esmeray muttered before laying her naked body halfway across his own- positioning her upper body to meet with his middle before pulling down the blanket and giving his cock access to spring fully to life.

Esmeray’s delicate lips made contact with Eskel’s ball’s in a nipping kiss, causing the Witcher’s hips to twitch up, but once the woman rapped her fingers around his length- Eskel couldn’t help but throw his head back onto the pillows.

Typically, Eskel much preferred being on the giving end rather than the receiving one- but over the years of being with Esmeray, despite their long break-up, he had learned very quickly that it was better to let her have her way with him first before she allowed him to have his.

So, confined to the fate he had agreed upon, the witcher allowed himself to lean back and watch his partner do some dirty work- only taking control of the situation once he got fed up with her constant teasing… Which wasn’t long after.

Not in any sort of forceful way, Eskel gripped the back of Esmeray’s head by wrapping his fist up with the tail of her long braid and guiding her movement down on his perked cock. Esmeray didn’t fight the change in power and allowed the witcher to sheath himself in her mouth before pulling her back up slightly by her hair before the process recycled once more.

Oral wasn’t Esmeray’s strong suit, she was willing to admit- her gag reflex was all too sensitive, but she managed to cope by gripping Eskel’s slightly hairy thighs as he stretched her throat- and she would be lying if she said she wasn’t at least a little aroused by the pull of her hair.

The moment only lasted for so long, however, as Eskel pulled her up and completely off his cock and pushed her down onto the bed before guiding his length to her awaiting core. Now, this was his favorite part.

Then the soothsayer spoke thus to the witcher: ‘This counsel I shall give you: don hobnailed boots and take an iron staff. Walk in your hobnailed boots to the end of the world, tap the road in front of you with the staff and let your tears fall. Go through fire and water, do not stop, do not look back. And when your boots are worn out, when your iron staff is worn down, when the wind and the sun have dried your eyes such that not a single tear will fall from them, then you will find what you are searching for, what you love, at the end of the world. Perhaps!

And the witcher walked through fire and water, never looking back. But he took neither hobnailed boots nor a staff. He took only his witcher's swords. He obeyed not the words of the soothsayer. And rightly so, for she was wicked.

—Florence Delannoy, Tales and Legends

Eskel had nearly forgotten about what it was like going to a banquet with Esmeray, and just how truly miserable it all really was.

The servants never put out enough wine, it seemed, for Eskel to ever get truly drunk on- and whatever wine they did have was always watered down, as well as the food being small bite-sized pieces of bread or crackers with some sort of meat or cheese on top. So even if he wanted to, Eskel could never really pig out.

There also never seem to be enough chairs about for everyone to have a seat. On the other hand, there never seemed to be a shortage of stares.

Still, Eskel had agreed to attend this night with Esmeray, and he wasn’t about to back out of his promise now- even if the velvet red doublet he wore made him sweat his balls off and the ruffled white collar was itchy.

Esmeray, naturally, was the one to pick out their garments for the evening- but it was ultimately Eskel’s own fault for what he currently wore as he had complained that the original doublet she had tried to get him to wear made him look like a Nilfgaardian, so they had settled on the frilly red one.

Esmeray also wore red though her gown lacked the dramatic flair that Eskel’s doublet held.

Aretuza was like a palace with its huge central hall and ‘T’ shaped structure- it was a wonder that he and Esmeray weren’t staying overnight in this place. But maybe that was the point in all this; to pop in and say hello before disappearing altogether.

The longest side of the central hall, one that he and Esmeray found themselves walking through with their arms linked, had extremely tall and narrow windows reaching almost to the ceiling. The ceiling of the entire place was also far too high for Eskel’s liking and more often than not Esmeray would gently slap his chest to make him look forward again.

It wasn’t until Eskel caught the familiar sight of Geralt and a woman he could only assume to be Yennefer did he actually start paying attention to anything.

The couple was currently engaging in a conversation with a couple of other sorceresses- one of which Eskel recognized to be Sabrina Glevissig. Her hair hadn’t changed, or her pin-striped style from when he’d last seen her.

‘Esmeray! Oh, darling! It has been ages!’

Eskel cringed at the call of Sabrina but compliantly followed his mistress over to the group.

At least Geralt was there.

The enchantresses all began embracing one another and kissing one another by the ear on either side of the head before immediately indulging in conversation.

‘I’ve been so looking forward to seeing you again, Esmeray, especially after that whole ordeal at Kear Morhen,’ Sabrina stated- obviously referring to the situation with Eskel’s “child surprise.”

He tried not to think about that. He knew sorceresses could read his mind and he had no doubt that’s what they were doing- but he didn’t want to think about what happened or remember the events of the day. The day he was betrayed and horribly mutilated. So instead he thought about Esmeray, and all the dirty things she had done to him just before attending this banquet.

He remembered the way she looked with his cock stuffed in her mouth and how he controlled the pacing and rhythm by pulling on her braid. And he thought about all the things he wanted to do to her right now and what he planned to do when they left the banquet.

As these thoughts and memories bounced around in his mind- he thought he caught sight of Sabrina Glevissig’s cheeks reddening.

A bubble of nervousness and anxiety began to build and well up within the pit of Esmeray’s stomach once she spotted Philippa Eilhart, and this nervousness nearly ruptured into a fart once the dark-haired sorceress had begun to approach.

She knew that she would be here and sooner or later they’d have to speak with one another- still, Esmeray felt that this moment came all too quickly.

Esmeray had left Eskel’s side to meet Philippa halfway- but the witcher hardly noticed a thing as he was soon accompanied by Dijkstra [a Redanian spy] and once more, Geralt.

‘How lovely to see you, my dear,’ Philippa greeted with a kiss on the corner of Esmeray’s mouth. Esmeray returned the kiss. ‘I see my dear Dijkstra is already making merry with your date- and oh! What an interesting date he is. Sabrina was all too eager to tell me all about her encounter with you and him up at Kaer Morhen some years ago.’

‘Sabrina is a fucking cod-headed bitch. Besides, have you seen what she’s wearing? Pin-stripes have gone out of fashion ages ago!’ Philippa let out a laugh at Esmeray’s remark. A genuine laugh. ‘But I am glad to see you again, Phil. Truly. The way we left things…’

‘Hush now, my dear. It’s a joy for me to see you again too. Let’s leave it at that and enjoy the evening.’

Philippa wasn’t the only familiar face that Esmeray had run into that night. Besides Yennefer of Sabrina, Esmeray had a chat with Triss and then later on with Francesca Findabair and Keira Metz, as well as with Ida Emean acp Sirrey.

Ida and Francesca were elven sorceresses and therefore didn’t hold as much of an interest in human politics as Keira Metz did- but it was enlightening nonetheless to speak to them.

When the evening had begun to wade and Esmeray found Eskel once more bored out of his mind, the sorceress had elected that they leave and retire to the Inn for the evening. Eskel was all too thrilled by this notion.

Eskel tugged Esmeray along with himself as he barged into their shared room rented out at the Inn before shutting the door behind himself loudly.

Inhaling the stale air around him, Eskel could still smell the sex they had left behind for the banquet. It was time to fix that.

Eskel eagerly kissed way up Esmeray’s bosom and to her lips. Hands were on her body before she even knew it.

Esmeray moaned in response to the attention as she reached behind herself to unlace the ribbon holding her dress up.

‘Thank the Gods,’ Eskel sighed as the dress fell away. He trailed his hands down her nude body as she led him backward and onto the bed. When they reached the bed, sloppy kisses were ordered to run down her chest and abdomen.

Eskel’s yellow eyes focused on her dreamily as he lowered his mouth to her core. She hadn’t been wearing underwear, the little mink. Eskel’s mouth drank her in like she was Est Est Tousiant wine, his tongue lapping at her folds eagerly.

Esmeray closed her eyes, leaned back, and moaned loudly while her fingers combed through his hair.

Eskel only pulled back to rid himself of the doublet and unbuckled his trousers before lining himself up with her entrance.

He was careful in rolling his hips into hers, making the beads of sweat glisten in the firelight and roll their way down her small breasts and listening to her sounds of pleasure.

‘I want to hear you, my dear,’ he groaned, pumping himself into her faster. His hips jutted against her with short gaps and grunts.

He was getting sloppy, which meant he was getting close. Esmeray reasoned her fingers up to brush away his bangs. Eskel’s eye’s opened up in silent confusion and shock, but the sorceress simply guided his lips down onto hers.

‘I fear for Ciri,’ Eskel began after an hour of silence the two peacefully shared together not long after sex.

‘Ciri is young, barely a teenager. Her future is undecided just as her pastis is filled with misfortune. But she’s a strong girl, smart too. She’ll be fine whatever comes her way.’

This easied whatever worried Eskel held. Still, he could not help but to doubt Esmeray’s words- the ones in regard to Ciri’s wellbeing, of course.

At the conclave, Herald had gone off and had a conversation with a wizard by the name of Vilgefortz. The two were gone a long time, leaving Eskel at the mercy of Dijkstra; but when Geralt returned from where ever it was the wizard had taken him… he seemed disturbed and wouldn’t answer any of Eskel’s questions.

Eskel couldn’t explain how, but he felt like something was about to happen- and one way or another, it would have something to do with Ciri.

This is the last chapter of this series that I will be publishing on here (for now), please consider following updates on this story here:

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My BG3 Modlist

I made my modlist for BG3. It's mostly mods for visual character changes and adding different armor and clothing. I hope this information will be useful to someone. Please don't forget to read the descriptions to the modifications and download additional required mods ⬇️

APPEARANCE MODS

Heads | Face | Eyes | Makeup & Tattoo

Unique Tav Custom Appearance (You must also download and install this mod to work correctly) Vemperen's Other Heads Repaired Tasha's Cauldron of Faces New Character Creation Presets WIP Themia's Sister Preset Mari's tattoo Mari's makeup Astralities' Skintone Expansion - Natural Tones Astralities' Fantasy Skintone Expansion Eyes of the Beholder Aether's Half-Illithid Begone Gale's Wizardly Updo

Hair | Horns | Hair Collections & Colors

Tav's Hair Salon Icon and Race Patches for Tav's Hair Salon Tav's Hair Mixer Astralities' Hair Color Supplement Astralities' Hair Color Collection Vanilla (and NPCs) Hair Mixer Vessnelle's Hair Collection Tasha's Cauldron of Hairstyles Tasha's Cauldron of Hairstyles Pack 2 Horns of Faerun Alternate Horns for Tieflings De-Accessorized NPC Hairstyles Yves Hair Gallery Angel Wings And Halos __ By Ren Angel Wings and Halos _ Solar Race Patch P4 Bangs Bangs Everywhere (a Fringes and Extra Hair mod) Shibariwaluigi's NPC Hair Edits Ghouls Customization Compendium - Custom Heads Horns and Beards Ghouls Simple Braid and Ponytail Hairstyle Long Hairs Silver's Hair Pack Silver's Hair Pack 2 Silver's Hair Mixer REN'S DIVINE HAIR GALLERY Tepkunset Hair Collection Shadowheart Alternate Hair - Updated for Launch Fire Keeper's Hair and Mask

Body (Scars)

Bhaal Scars for All Darker Bhaal Scars for All Vampire Bite Scar

ARMOR AND CLOTHING MODS

Basket Full of Equipment. NSFW version Basket Equipment to Camp Clothing Basket Underwear to Underwear Slot Modular Equipment Citizen Outfits as Camp Clothes Professor's Suit Fancy Camp Clothes Fancy Dresses Epilogue Camp Clothes More Mage Gear Rose Bard Outfit Cambion and Gith Armor Extra Gear Extra Gear as Camp Clothing Druu's Clothes and Armours lokelani's lavish livery Ascendant Astarion Epilogue Clothes Witcher 3 Armor (Keira Ciri Yennefer Margarita) Yennefer's wardrobe Triss' wardrobe Astarion's Wardrobe Astromancer robes Custom Item Pack IO's Outfit Collection Slutty Menswear

Astarion's Gear Nox Male Outfit from Elden Ring Mythral accessories

EARRINGS | ACCESSORIES | GLASS

Mythral accessories Ghouls Custom Piercings Piercing Improvement - Physics Piercing Edits Astarion's Earrings Kylin's Piercings Ellian's trinkets Weeviljester's Accessories Trips' Accessory Collection P4 Blooming Circlets and Piercings - a Valentine Inspired Mod

Dyes

TC Dyes

OTHER MODS

Races

Half angel ( Aasimar 5E ) Aasimar - xx's New Female Head Preset patch Astralities' Tiefling Compendium

Gameplay | Interface

ImprovedUI ReleaseReady Appearance Edit Enhanced Transform into companions and NPCs - Ring of Metamorph Tutorial Chest Summoning Hugs

Misc | Utilities

Norbyte's Baldur's Gate 3 Script Extender (from github) Baldur's Gate 3 Mod Fixer Trips' Old Shader Pack (for Unique Tav Custom Mod)

VIDEO AND SCREENSHOTS TOOLS

Otis Camera (Baldur's Gate III photomode tools) IGCS Connector IGCS Depth of Field ReShade

[yennefer-of-vengerbergs]

Baldur's Gate 3 Mod List (Part 1)

Gear:

Armor & Camp Clothes

Astarion's Gear

Astarion's Wardrobe

Astarion's Vampire Outfits BY REN

Fancy Camp Clothes

Yennefer's wardrobe

Ciri's Clothes

Witcher 3 Armor (Keira Ciri Yennefer Margarita)

Witcher Outfits - Dettlaff

Annarietta's wardrobe

Triss' wardrobe

SR Apparel - Clothing and Armor

Astromancer robes

lokelani's lavish livery - outfit-clothes-clothing

Tasha's Cauldron of Outfits

Elden Ring Armor (WIP)

Enchanted Threads

The Dragonfly

Bandit Armors and Camp Clothes

Corset Outfit Variations

Off-shoulder dress (in Black and flower pattern)

Mix armour - Vanilla and SBBF and Beautiful Curvy body

Laced Flats

WarMagicks Armoury - Light (Rogue) Armours

Sam's Monk Backpack

Elven Weaponry - Chainmail

PK Clothes and Armours

Slutty Closet

IO's Outfit Collection

Fancy Dresses

Scantily Camp Outfit

Modular Pants and Skirts

Modular Equipment

Epilogue Camp Clothes - Item Shipment Framework

Ranger Gear

Ranger's Leather Armor

Noble Knight Armour

Druidic Soldier Armor WIP

Fancy noble gear

Extra Gear

Legendary Equipment - Class Armor Sets V2 Update LIVE

Simple Blouse Camp Clothing

Potent Robes for Dark Urge

Adventurer's Armour Collection

Purchasable Camp Clothes and Underwear

Shirts Dresses Corsets

Weapons

Leviathan Axe - The Kratos Axe - adaptation by RussWZ

Extra Weapons

Twinkle and Icingdeath - Drizzt's Swords

Elven Weaponry - Longbows and Quivers

Elven Weaponry - Daggers and Shortswords

Origin-Themed Weapons

Sets

Aeterna Amantes

Grove and Growl - Act 2 Druid Equipment

Crate of Lost Goods

Witcher Gear

Pirates and Rebels

Basket Full of Equipment. NSFW version

Hair:

Tav's Hair Salon

Icon and Race Patches for Tav's Hair Salon

Bububull's hair pack 02

Tav's Hair Mixer

REN'S DIVINE HAIR GALLERY

REN'S HAIR PACK 2

Em's Hair Mashups Pack 1

Em's Bigger Vanilla Hairs

Em's Custom Hair Pack 2

Lara Croft Hairstyle ( Ponytail )

Mashed Up Hairs

Stellar Ponytails - Long Ponytails with Physics

Silver's Hair Pack

Silver's Modular Hair Pack

Silver's Hair Mixer

Tasha's Cauldron of Hairstyles

Tasha's Cauldron of Hairstyles Pack 2

Harpy Hairs

Hairstyles of Faerun

Basic Hair

keysuspect's Hair Edits

Honey's Hair Kitchen (WIP)

Tepkunset Hair Collection

Hairstyles from the continent

Half loose hairstyle

P4 Bangs Bangs Everywhere (a Fringes and Extra Hair mod)

Long Hairs

De-Accessorized NPC Hairstyles

Astralities' Hair Color Supplement

Lazy's Heads and Hair

Vanilla (and NPCs) Hair Mixer

Ghouls Simple Braid and Ponytail Hairstyle

NPC Hairstyles

Vessnelle's Hair Collection

Piercings & Accessories:

Ghouls Custom Piercings

Mythral accessories

Kylin's Piercings

Trips' Accessory Collection

Tintable Piercings

Box of necklaces

Ellian's trinkets (camp version)

Ellian's trinkets

Crowns of Nature

[craybii]

So many new things in the newest trailer to go through, so many good and crazy shots. V2 is gonna be amazing.

But anyways, I wanted to go through some of them and write them down for myself, so SPOILERS BELOW FOR S3/V2 since there’s a bunch of new shots from the trailer included.

These two shots are linked - originally I thought the eyes below were Yennefer's but this is Francesca 100%. In the shot above, we see Fringilla's head (her hair from the tavern) + Francesca's iconic braided hair - both of them are looking up at the fire circle that's crashing right down below on top of them - and then they both fall back if you watch the trailer. So the shot below is certainly Francesca watching as the fire collapses down on them. And those are her blue eyes, not purple like Yennefer's.

The shot above is continuation of that - Francesca seems knocked out or something and lands on Fringilla who protects them against the fire with magic in the very last second - this seems to be why the entire hall is completely destroyed in the following shots.

Here, we can clearly see Artorius Vigo (Fringilla's uncle) very much dead with Tissaia trying to desperately heal him - Margarita pulls her away in the very last second as fire explodes all around them (the firecircle that crashes on Francesca and Fringilla???) and puts up a shield to protect herself and Tissaia. So Artorius is a goner for sure. Tissaia and Rita save themselves in the last sec.

This one is interesting - for anyone who knows the books, all of the mages depicted here are part of the neutral faction of mages who were neither on Philippa's side or on Vilgefortz's, with some new tossed in as well.

There's Artorius Vigo, Bianca d'Este, Gerhart of Aelle (the oldest living sorcerer), Margarita Laux-Antille and Tissaia, plus more male mages - just extras but these should be Carduin, Marquard and Dorregaray. They seem to be defending against the arrows of the Scoia'tael who're standing across from them - since Artorius is alive here and the room looks fine here, this is before the fire circle crashes down. Also, since the elves are there, it would stand to reason Francesca is present as well - Fringilla and Cahir should be too. This could very well be the coup but it begs the question - where are Philippa, Sabrina, Keira and Triss, the northern sorceresses?

Sabrina being a badass Kaedweni HBIC in a new dress. The woman behind her in the first shot is Keira Metz, so they're definitely there after the ballroom has been destroyed. Knowing how she hates the elves, this rock is probs heading for one of them. There's more shots that seem to be in this same sequence from other promo material - Cahir swordfighting someone in this room, Francesca blocking a lightning bolt from Tissaia (she fires it from above), Istredd killing an elf, Stregobor staring in anger at the destruction.

I have no idea what's happening here but it looks terrifying - the ocean is completely dried up and Aretuza is burning down. The lightning probably means the portal in Tol Lara is going haywire and we know how that ends.

Perhaps the most devastating shot of this trailer for me. Margarita, Keira, Tissaia, Yennefer and Marti Sodergren staring at what is no doubt Aretuza falling down in flames once the coup has ended. Notice how Tissaia is completely grey - no doubt caused by the huge tragedy that has just destroyed everything she's ever worked for.

[meiko333]

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[insomnia-productions]

yknow what the Divergent books may not have been good but Peter was straight up the funniest bitch to come out of the post-Hunger Games teen dystopia boom

Literally his whole shtick was that he came from the Always Tells The Truth faction and then he just. fucking lied. He wasn’t even like some great schemer he just got away with things bc he was a Candor who woke up one day and decided to cause problems on purpose and then lie about it. king behavior tbh

Then in book 2 he saves Triss by fully faking her entire death just because he “didn’t want to owe her” when he could’ve just let her die and let the problem solve itself. now he’s part of the rebel alliance. for why

And then in book 3 he does some reflecting and goes “yknow what i kinda suck actually. np tho im gonna take the Ctrl Z potion and wipe all my memories and start over. rip to you guys who have to live with your trauma but im peacing out of this shitshow. bye <3”

what an iconic character. love him

[transguyhawkeye]

[ID: a drawing of Hardwon and one of the Trisses from NADDPOD. Hardwon flexes and gestures at his biceps with a goofy hopeful smile while Triss crosses her arms, rolling her eyes in boredom. The two images are the same except the first is styled as a tarot card and titled "VI The Lovers". Hardwon is a tall, hairy, muscular human man with light brown skin, flowing dirty blonde/ginger hair and a long braided beard. He has several amateur tattoos: a heart with an arrow that says "Mo" on his arm, a small Pawpaw on his outer thigh, and several small stars on his thigh. He also has a messy "Gemma" tattoo on his thigh that's crossed out and upside down, implying that he did it himself. He wears a cropped leather breastplate and short cutoffs. Triss is a stick-thin dryad with woodgrain-patterned skin, long pointy fingers, and short curly hair in the colours of Autumn leaves. She wears wreaths of Autumn leaves around her shoulders and hips. The background is an Autumn grove in the Feywild complete with trees and fallen leaves. end ID]

cant believe ive never drawn naddpods most romantic and iconic couple

[thedailydescent]

6, 15 & 18 for the artful Dodger ask!

The ability to answer asks in a timely manner continues to be compromised by that vampire show lol

6. Top 3 Outfits

3. Belle's...brain surgery princess gown?

It just looks so good on her, and I found it hilarious when she wore that and a tiara to go drill a hole into a man's head. Along with the other fancy dresses she wore in the hospital this season. I noticed she repeated outfits in the show, but she wasn't worried about getting them ruined in that setting??

2. I'm cheating again here (did I or did I not create this ask meme why can't I just answer these properly??), but it's a tie between Red's:

Maid Uniform

She looks so good in her colour, and I loved the additional red shoes that went with it. She's able to stand out from the other plainly dressed maids while still going undetected from Detective Gaines.

and

her Rainbow Bushranger Skirt. You can't ambush the rich to provide for your unborn child if you're not the best dressed!

Iconic Misandry Loungewear

[gif credited to @triss-merigolds from this set]

I loved Belle in pants post break-up. Who then proceeds to complain about men and insult Fanny's 'hideous [picture] of phallic trees', refuses to handle Sneed's "cock" properly, shooting the tree from the aforementioned picture, then finishes off by pointing the gun at Sneed's actual one. Beautiful.

15. Share a fanfic you like

There was one that stood out to me: Feminine Hygiene by Watchingds9forbashir. Including 19th century practices on handling menstruation was cool, and I really liked how perfect Jack was in that situation.

18. In the unlikely event Season 2 is going to happen, what would you like explored in general?

More development of the side characters, especially Rotty, Red, and Hetty. More Fagin/Red team-ups. Women's medicine being more explored. Fanny finally getting laid (she looked like she was dying all season lol). Find out what Monks's deal is (I still don't trust him). Maybe Edmund and Jane, without Gaines to hide it from them, get caught up in some corrupt British Colony affairs that exposes them to how much harm they as colonialists are actually causing. Hetty finding the romance she deserves and more Jack/Sneed frenemy moments pls. Also more steamy Dodgerfox scenes because I feel like we were deprived somewhat

Thanks for the ask friend! <3

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