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kuwdora · 1 year
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Transplanted Heart (Uprooted Remix)
Eskel/succubus, Eskel/Geralt
remixing The Heart Entire by @brighteyedjill
I saw Jill's one-sided Eskel/Geralt fic in the @smubbles-etc remix pool and immediately got inspired. Wrote 5k in like three days. So it's no longer a drabble but definitely going the remix route with Leshy Eskel! Also going a very different direction than my other Leshkel series. Currently posted 2/6 chapters.
Major character death (off-screen), hurt/comfort, Wolf brothers bonding over monster nerdery. Love confessions, first time, plenty of angst, suicidal ideation, more hurt/comfort. Mild spoilers for the events of the witcher books.
“Some loves are planted too deep to uproot without also pulling out the heart entire.”
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“I didn’t think I’d ever see you again, let alone see you like this,” Maja said, eyeing him with a combination of sympathy and fascination. Eskel was no longer the witcher she had lain with. He was a mutated leshen with abilities that surpassed even the Queen that had originally infected him.
Eskel had always visited Maja before he returned to Kaer Morhen. She’d been so good at helping him burn off the lust, it made it bearable for Eskel to be near Geralt for the winter. Had less worry about accidentally revealing his feelings for his Wolf. He knew Maja would help him now, regardless of what he’d become, but he figured he ought to give her enough context to understand what he needed—and why.
It’d gotten too complicated. He missed it when things were simpler.
Eskel felt large and hulking in her cozy home. He was self-conscious about his desiccated, half-broken branches and scorched bark. That didn’t seem to deter her. She approached him, reaching for the nearest branch, and Maja touched a small pink blossom that had managed to survive the storm of his grief.
“A lot’s happened.” It was the understatement of the century.
They sat near her fireplace and Eskel began recounting the story while she finished her dinner. He told her of the leshen queen he’d come across on the Path that infected him. The agony of the transformation and the confusion that ensued. Geralt had nearly cut down Vesemir to protect Eskel and had defended his right to live. The fear and pity of his brothers and Vesemir was almost worse than death, except Eskel had lost his purpose. He wasn’t a witcher anymore, and he didn’t know what he was supposed to do. He’d been halfway down the mountain when Geralt caught up to him.
“He asked you to stay for the season,” Maja said.
“Yeah, he did.”
“How did it go?”
Eskel he draped some of his branches near the fire. Close enough to burn himself. “I’d already lost my body, my purpose. What else did I have to lose?”
Maja was silent for a long moment. “Did you lose your heart?”
He used one of his branches to grab Maja’s drink and he drained the last of the spirits.
Heartache unfurled in Eskel’s body, fresh and icy as spring thaw. It almost would have been better if he had stayed away, taken himself into exile and left his old life behind. He could have lived with that pain of being without Geralt. He had lived with that pain his whole life.
“Eskel.” Her voice was soft. She was misunderstanding his silence.
“Geralt knew me, he was there for me like no one else had been, and no one will be again. I told him… I told him everything.”
Maja’s look of surprise was refreshing, and Eskel cracked a sad smile. “Bet’chu didn’t see that one coming.”
“Not at all,” she said, and touched the small blossom again. “What happened?”
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kuwdora · 1 year
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I’d love to hear about any of the Leshkel fics!
Okay I am gonna try not to foam too much at the mouth with all my excitement. You and I Becoming is my Ciri and Leshen Eskel story that will also feature a lot of Eskel and Triss friendship and begin exploring Ciri’s and Eskel’s magic. This story is about learning to leave behind the person you once were and living with the uncertainty of who you're becoming. It’s about Ciri not understanding her powers and having someone who isn’t her father figure that she can speak candidly about Geralt, witchers, and a witcher’s worldview. It’s also Eskel having still experiencing a lot of memory loss/cognitive dissonance about who and what he is and also start showing us how Eskel can perceive magic now. I started this draft literally 12 months ago and a few thousand words scattered around and it’s currently in the wrong tense but I’m gonna be fixing this up shortly ‘cause god. I need Eskel to live through all of season 2’s events. I am OBSESSED with Leshen Eskel. OBSESSED. And not just in a let's fuck Geralt with tentacles way (though I am also obsessed with that, alright!!!) but I just... I love trees so much. 😍 One of the main plot points will be Triss arriving to help Ciri learn about her magic, and also help Eskel figure out how to ground himself to his memories. And probably speak to a little of Triss’ own struggles with surviving Sodden. In my short Leshkel fic Driftwood, I implied that runic magic engraved on his body is what is helping him stay tethered to his sense of self. And that’s something that I would be unpacking in this story with him, Triss, and Ciri. This fic will most likely span the first half of season 2, probably through the time Rience shows up at Kaer Morhen. I am in love with Guardian Leshen Eskel arriving to fuck Rience up before he can attack Triss and Vesemir and steal the magic blood. Tree witcher+fire mage=bad times. But it’ll be really intense and interesting. In my first Leshkel story Heart Tap, it’s heavily implied that Eskel is not a very reliable narrator and that he’s “seeing” other characters from different Witcher canons and Eskel is experiencing a slip of other canon/fanon Eskel’s memories. This experience kind of grows more potent when he’s near Ciri. This is basically riffing of Ciri as Lady of Space and Time and Eskel having a connection with Ciri and whatever’s in the mutagens/monolith dust that are part of Eskel’s DNA. Ciri’s connection to the monoliths means she’s connected to Eskel. All that handwavey goodness. So here’s a brief, messy snippet. Eskel and Ciri go on midnight walks together through Kaer Morhen. --
Eskel peers at Ciri with his single eye, and now it’s his turn for uncertainty. There’s an oddness surrounding her body, an indecipherable scent and a kind of negative pressure that he used to associate with a mage opening a portal.
“You roam the keep at night. More than I do,” Ciri says and Eskel nods and settles against the wall. The night is too cold for him and he isn’t sure if he’ll ever get used to it.
“Do you have nightmares when you sleep?” she asks.
Eskel takes a minute to think about his answer. He doesn’t quite sleep anymor. His awareness never really goes away when he’s idle during the night.
“I have memories. Which I suppose can be the same thing,” he says.
Ciri nods. The medallion embedded in in the bark of his chest doesn’t react to Ciri’s presence. As long as Eskel doesn’t look directly at her, he can sense more oddness about her body. She doesn’t have a glow or aura. It’s still that negative pressure. Maybe a scent of—not soil, not the copper in somebody’s blood—but something else. Something that lingers in the air.
“Geralt said this was a safe place for me, for us. Everything I’ve seen is… not what I expected,” Ciri says quietly.
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kuwdora · 1 year
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WIP GAME tell me more about “witcher allergies” pls
Alright, so this is an idea/scene that I have that I haven’t put on AO3 yet cause part of me wants to include it in one of my longer Leshkel stories. But I probably should just leave this as a standalone scene since it’s pretty funny on it’s own. My Scrivener doc says I created this allergies file in January of last year. That’s how outstanding some of my WIPs are, omg. 😭
The idea is that you turn a mutated witcher into an ancient monster of the woods and that witcher-leshen pollen might affect the immune systems of only witchers. 🤧 And some witchers more than others. Here is a draft that's still rough but gets the point across. 😆 (yo it's scary to put my ideas into the light of day. Hope you like?? Want to see more? Let me know.)
Seasonal Allergies
TWN. post-Voleth Meir. Leshen Eskel AU
Gen, but implied Geralt/Eskel, maaaybe vaguely implied sex pollen.
~1300w
Jaskier reached the great hall and found Ciri and Yennefer sitting across the table from Geralt and Coen, chatting with one another. Coen was hunched over his bowl of food, looking utterly miserable like he hadn’t slept a wink, and Geralt looked like he was ready for a nap.
“Fancy meeting you all here for a spot of dinner,” Jaskier said. “Training going well?” Jaskier asked and Ciri nodded distantly.
Jaskier picked at his food and the loudest godsdamned sneeze he’d ever heard erupted from the table, startling him so much that he dropped his knife.
“Whaaat the!” he said, looking around the table.
Coen’s face was in his palms and the witcher sighed morosely. Jaskier eyed the tatter of scars on the man’s head, the slouch of his shoulders. The witcher sniffled. Sniffled.
“Are you sick?” he asked and Coen sighed again and leaned back to pull wadded linen from his thigh and blow his nose which surely looked like a yes.
“I thought witchers don’t get sick,” Ciri said.
“They don’t,” Jaskier said. He looked at Geralt. “In twenty years the only time I have seen this one sneeze was when he was clearing his nostrils of selkimore guts.”
Ciri pulled the spoon from her mouth and gently tapped it against her plate, her face twisting in thought. “My friends—the ones I used to play with on the streets when I back in Cintra—they used to have a rhyme whenever one of us got too sick to come out and play,” she said.
“Sixth sneeze, let me breathe, selkie please,” Ciri rhymed. She tapped out a beat on the table and Jaskier smiled a little, the pride warming his chest. He never thought it was the smartest or cleverest rhyme, but it had been memorable enough that she could recall it all these years later. Jaskier happily tucked that pride away.
“That was you?” Ciri asked, her eyes flicking from Geralt to Jaskier and back again. Jaskier grinned.
“Sure was,” he said. He was about to reminisce for her, but he glanced at who Geralt barely nodded, and Jaskier lost his train of thought. Geralt still looked half-asleep at the table.
Lambert came stomping his way over with his plate of food steaming mug. He looked far from sleepy.
“Fucken hells,” Lambert growled, obviously congested, and sat down on Jaskier’s other side. Jaskier recoiled when the ginger witcher wiped his nose on his sleeve.
“They’re allergies,” Yennefer said and that didn’t make a lick of sense to Jaskier. He looked at Lambert and back to Coen. Sickness didn’t make sense either, he supposed, but Geralt was still sitting there sleepy-eyed between the two of them.
“Witchers don’t have allergies,” he pointed out.
“It’s the pollen,” Yennefer said and Jaskier frowned again.
“What pollen? I haven’t sneezed since we got here,” Jaskier said and finally took his first bite of the stew. “And it’s the middle of winter.”
His stomach growled and Coen blew his nose on a rag. The sound made Jaskier lose his appetite.
Ciri looked between Coen and Lambert with an amused pity.
Yennefer, on the other hand, was looking at Geralt with a knowing twist to her lips and Jaskier was equal parts curious and confused.
“Jaskier, do you know what animal has the longest orgasm and how long they orgasm for?—And don’t bother saying claiming it’s you,” she said, preemptively rolling her eyes at hi.
“Isn’t it the goat? Because they’re horny. With the horns and,” Jaskier paused, eyeing Ciri for a moment, not sure what the protocol was for discussing animal genitalia and orgasms in front of a Princess. But Yennefer was the one who had asked, “the giant goat balls?”
Jaskier’s heart skipped in surprise again the force of Coen’s sneeze rocked their side of the bench.
“The average length of a pig’s orgasm is 30 minutes. It can sometimes last up to an hour and a half,” Yennefer said carefully, her eyes leveled on Geralt. Jaskier frowned and looked at Geralt who inhaled and he did sound a little congested now that Jaskier was listening.
“Okay… what’s that have to do with pollen in winter?” Jaskier said.
“The average pollenating season of most trees last anywhere between 2 to 5 months depending on the region,” Yennefer said just as Coen was blowing his nose again.
“That tree?” Jaskier eyed the medallion tree which looked quite dead to his eye, but then again he didn’t know much about trees.
“The tree,” Coen mumbled sadly, which was of no help to Jaskier.
“Eskel?” Ciri asked and Yennefer nodded.
“Uh,” Jaskier said and frowned. “What?”
“Eskel is part leshen,” Ciri said as it was obvious…which it was. “Leshen are part tree, part monster,” she added.
“There’s… leshen pollen. In the keep?” Jaskier asked and looked around. “Why aren’t we sneezing? Do you have allergies?” he asked Ciri and Ciri shrugged, showing no sniffle as far as he could see or hear.
Jaskier sniffed. “I’m inhaling leshen tree pollen now?” He couldn’t see any of it or smell it for that matter.
She nodded. “Didn’t they teach botany at Oxenfurt?” Yennefer asked.
“Wait… Pollen, tree. Seeds. Seeds spread their—seed to reproduce and—” Jaskier said and Yennefer’s grin broadened. Jaskier looked at the two witchers again, trying to connect the sneezy thoughts to Yen’s words. “Does that mean Eskel… is orgasming?”
“Fucken hells,” Lambert muttered.
Ciri looked amused and concerned and Yennefer was smiling behind her mug. Jaskier peered over at Geralt who was not sneezing, nor did he seem sniffly.
“Are you still immune?” Jaskier asked.
Geralt took a deep breath and looked over at Jaskier for the first time. It was a strange sight to behold: yellow eyes that were red-rimmed and almost puffy, but he was inhaling like he couldn’t get enough of the air. Like he was scenting blossoms in spring. Clear nostrils, but still affected somehow.
“No,” Geralt said and Yennefer cleared her throat.
“Geralt and Eskel have been working together understand his new leshen anatomy, haven’t you Geralt?” Yennefer asked. It was mild and leading in a way that Jaskier didn’t have to see the way she raised her eyebrows in mirth. Jaskier looked back at Geralt who avoided both Jaskier and Ciri’s eyes and instead ate another bite of food.
“The pollen shouldn’t bring anyone to harm,” Geralt said and took a bite of food, giving Yennefer a brief look that was both pleading and amused.
“Is it because you went through the Trials twice that it affects you differently?” Ciri asked.
“Different? Different how?” Jaskier asked and Yennefer’s smile grew. Before Jaskier could ask another six follow-up questions, the doors to the courtyard opened. He only managed to identify the approaching witcher as Tolbert from the axes hanging from his belt because his face was covered with an unusual helmet. There was a clear plate for his eyes and two knobs protruding from his face.
Lambert sat up so suddenly that Jaskier’s bowl rattled on the table and pointed a spoon at Tolbert. “Oi, where the fuck you get that contraption?”
Tolbert sat down next to Ciri but didn’t take the helmet off. On closer inspection it looked more like a mask with thick straps that kept it firmly attached to his face.
“Dwarf named Avlaf. S’what they use in Mahakham,” Tolbert said and his voice was thick and muffled. Lambert leaned forward, nearly twitching and tried to swipe it from Tolbert’s face. Tolbert punched Lambert in the elbow.
“Get your own. I found ‘im through a guard in Vergen. He’ll be able to pretty up your face,” Tolbert said and although half his words were muffled through the mask. Lambert cursed and knocked back half the stein of tea.
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kuwdora · 1 year
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Here's a chapter update for my story Transplanted Heart (Uprooted Remix). This is Eskel/Geralt and my remix of @brighteyedjill 's story The Heart Entire because I want to run everywhere with leshy Eskel. chapter 3 - the brothers in Brokilon After Geralt has recovered from his injuries from Thanedd, Eskel tries to rouse Geralt's spirits with an afternoon trip and shows him some dryad magic.
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Eskel was no stranger in bearing witness to Geralt’s suffering, but that made it no less difficult to endure. Geralt was hooked up to the conynhaela vines and knitbone for over a month, healing the wounds he’d received on Thanedd.
There was little Eskel could do while Geralt twisted in alternating states of pain and misery, bound firmly to the bed of leaves and branches. So he spent the time telling Geralt about life in the forest. About the dryads and creatures he’d thought were extinct, and the strange dryadic magic he’d seen. He told his brother about his own long, painful recovery since the fire mage’s attack in Kaer Morhen that had nearly ended him.
As the weeks passed and Geralt’s body physically healed, his spirits remained shattered, even when freed of the vines. It broke a different part of Eskel’s heart that he hadn’t known existed. The pain and uncertainty and that remorse about losing Ciri was something the conynhaela could not purge from Geralt’s heart.
After two days of Geralt not speaking a single word, Eskel wracked his mind, searching for ways to rouse him, when he finally had a decent idea. He consulted with the dryad queen to ensure he wasn’t going to violate dryad norms by bringing Geralt to the spot he had in mind. Eskel then gained permission from Aglaïs who had overseen Geralt’s care and assured Eskel that Geralt was healthy enough for travel.
“Where are we going?” Geralt asked when Eskel cajoled him to his feet.
“C’mon,” Eskel said and unfurled some of his branches so he could gently scoop Geralt into his arms.
Geralt was ambulatory but it was going to be quite a trip, and Eskel didn’t want to stress Geralt’s leg, so Eskel rigged up a sling in his branches, carefully binding Geralt’s elbow and knee and tucking him close to his body.
Eskel made their way through the forest for over an hour until he reached a small pond surrounded by yew and hickory, its thick canopy of branches sheltering the ground. It had been an interesting discovery some months prior, and Eskel was glad to have the chance to share it with Geralt.
He helped Geralt out of the sling and Geralt hobbled over to an overturned log, sitting down with a heavy grunt. “Pretty,” Geralt murmured, looking around.
“I want to show you something I’ve learned since I got here,” Eskel said. He plucked a few leaves from one of his own branches and popped them into his mouth, chewing slowly and focused on the silent incantation in his mind. It was a process that helped kickstart the transformation deep inside his limbs, preparing his body for blood and circulation.
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kuwdora · 1 year
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Ooh lots of good questions, so I'll start with this one: 🎢
🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?
ahaha. That is absolutely my Leshen Eskel fic Heart Tap. We have a touch-starved witcher whose body is mutated yet again and also his mind isn't quite right. He has monster urges, he's experiencing memories that don't seem to fit, and he just doesn't understand enough of what he's been turned into. Which is why he asks Geralt to tap him like a maple tree to find out what he's made of. This is is crack treated so fucking seriously and I go so fucking hard with the monster biology and fantasy alchemy worldbuilding elements. There's intimacy and sex that is not quite tentacle sex because Eskel's still figuring out his new body. And aahhhhh, this is just the beginning of my Leshkel saga.
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kuwdora · 2 years
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Driftwood
I forgot to share a story I wrote for Witcher flashfic a few weeks ago! I remain obsessed with my tree boyfriend, Eskel. Please enjoy!
Driftwood (2886 words) by kuwdora Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eskel/Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia Characters: Eskel (The Witcher), Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alive Eskel (The Witcher), Leshen Eskel (The Witcher), Tentacles, just having a nice day together on the lake, Crack Treated Seriously Series: Part 2 of The Warden Along the Path
Summary: Geralt meets Eskel for an afternoon on the lake.
“Are you a raft or a boat?” Geralt asked with a smirk, reaching for the bag of food. “What I am is relaxing. Or trying to,” Eskel said lazily into the sky.
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kuwdora · 6 months
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20 Questions for Fic Writers
Tagged by @deerna and @jawanaka !
How many works do you have on A03? 110 - but this would probably be +200 if I had been crossposting my fanvids there. I still remember when video embeds did not work on AO3 pages. But that was ages ago. And I’m terrible at crossposting. Especially when I have so many to crosspost at this point.
What's your total A03 word count? 280,783
What fandoms do you write for? In the past it was Stargate SG-1/Atlantis, Heroes and Sanctuary and a lovely romp with Being Human UK. Star Trek. These days I’m still on The Witcher, with the occasional fleeting non-witcher stuff I manage to finish.
What are your top five fics by kudos? I can see through you, The Witcher Netflix. My Geralt and Jaskier role reversal thing. More like a role inversion.
Surface Tension, The Witcher Netflix. soft very established relationship Geralt/Yen/Jaskier smut.
Papa’s Got a Brand New Suit, Star Trek: Deep Space 9. Julian/Garak PWP. From ye olde porn battle days. Learning Curve, The Witcher Netflix. Yen/Jaskier, post-season 2 soft feelings and sex with an emphasis on all of Yennefer's pain.
Heart Tap, The Witcher Netflix. Leshen Eskel(/Geralt). My first story about what it could be like for Eskel to live with his transformation into a monster. I'm actually surprised this is in my top 5 kudos considering how niche it is but man I love my tree boyfriend and have so many more thoughts about him that I haven't gotten out yet...
Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Yes! I try to respond to comments when I can. Sometimes it takes forever and sometimes I do forget to respond to comments but man I love rolling around in them.
What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? My angstiest endings are for fic that I haven’t finished or posted on AO3 yet for more of my witcher fixations. But for posted things?? Hmm. I do have an old Heroes fic called Code of Hammurabi that is Peter/Sylar time travel AU that’s particularly angsty and gave me the chance to rummage around in the way Peter would endure in a very very messy situation.
Oh, my Doctor Sleep ficlet is also pretty angsty. Danny reflecting on his time with Billy when Billy's ghost shows up. I'm smiling upside down is the name of that ficlet.
What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Oh that’s probably my smutty fluffy thing for Being Human. PWP. Moon Mambo, Hal/Tom.
Do you get hate on fics? No, but I sense that’s only a matter of time before someone directs their hate at me.
Do you write smut? Yup.
Do you write crossovers? Yes, but not for a very long time. I have a “Ciri collects all the young girl protagonists from sci-fi/fantasy books for a group project” crossover idea but my focus is too scattered to get that going. I did start it with a Nona-meets-Ciri Locked Tomb/witcher crossover here: Call to Adventure.
Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I’m aware of. I think my stuff is far too niche and self-indulgent for that kind of thing but who knows. The internet is a smaller place these days but people seem to find new ways to steal. Alternatively: I did learn that someone submitted one of my Stargate SG-1 vids to a Creation Con fanvid contest that had prize money in it. That was very upsetting to learn well after the fact.
Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope.
Have you ever co-written a fic before? No, not co-written. But I do love rolling around with my beta and workshopping my fic into better shape and a lot of my stuff ends up way better as a result of my betas. And I also love doing the same with folks who ask me for beta. It’s a fun kind of collaboration.
What's your all-time favourite ship? Agh this one is so hard. Don’t make me pick just one. Aeryn/John from Farscape. Fraser/Ray(s) from due South. I don’t write a lot of book Yennefer/Geralt but they also are It for me.
What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Oh my god, definitely my TWN Leshkel canonical divergence AU thing. I have something like a whole season 2 (not a fix-it) outlined, with lots of stuff focusing on Ciri and Leshy Eskel, and Leshy Eskel with Triss. With more stuff about witcher-and-leshen biology and Wolf School disappearing, Kaer Morhen becoming a magical greenhouse where a mythical Swallow is rumored to visit every 6 years.
What are your writing strengths? Description, maybe characterizations. Theme and tone.
What are your writing weaknesses? Too much description, comma splices. Slow pacing.
Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? I think it’s fun to do but it can be a lot to read and I definitely will overthink the writing and both the reading. If it suits the characterization and context clues within the text, I think that’s cool. But I think it’s fine to go without con-lang or other languages in fic. It’s just a matter of texture and color that adds to the scene, you know?
First fandom you wrote for? Stargate SG-1.
Favourite fic you've ever written? Ever??? It’s so hard to pick just one. Hang on, I got several of those ‘rec 5 of your favorite fics’ asks in my inbox. Lemme see if I can pick 5 for that.
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kuwdora · 1 year
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WIP Wednesday
Oooh, it's still Wednesday in my time zone and I have been meaning to share something on WIP Wednesday for weeks. And then Wednesday somehow happens and I miss it because my brain is stuck in molasses from anxiety. But here I am! I thought I should obviously share one of my Witcher fic snippets but aaahhh 1) I don't know which one to excerpt!! and 2) I am terrible at sharing short snippets. How long should WIP snips be? I am so bad at sharing things these days. Should I share Leshkel and Ciri stuff? Yen struggling with her magic disability while teaching Ciri? Jaskier getting turned into a puppet? Ya'll want to hear some students try to sass Professor Pankratz? I have so many WIPs. So many words and ideas. But I don't only have fic wips right now. I have started my premiere project for my upcoming Blade vid for @findmeinthealps!! (HI ALPS ILU, I wish I had made this in time for festivids, ahah). I'm gonna have these vampires grooving to the beats of early 2000s boyband music in no time... I'm almost done clipping Blade Trinity. That movie is... quite a trip. I have must burned the memories of seeing it. I think I might have even seen it in theater. But I remember nothing from this film except that I nabbed some shots for Abby Whistler for my Action Heroines vid called Hook Shot. All the way back in 2011?? What the fuck is time... Anyway, a sneak peek of my vid WIP!! This is a screenshot of my Premiere project file featuring three Blade films and an mp3 of 98 Degrees' song "Give Me Just One Night (Una Noche)." This is where the sexy magic is gonna happen.
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kuwdora · 1 year
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WIP Game
Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
Tagged by @ghostinthelibrary and @rauchendesgnu!
My pile of WIPs is a mess and I have TOO MANY. This isn't even a full list but it's what I have the most words or thoughts written out. Everything is Witcher fic because that’s where the hyper fixation continues to live. Also I have to label these with some details 'cause I forget what my WIPs are. Anyway! Feel free to send me asks about any of these! From my season 2 AU with Leshen Eskel:
You and I Becoming (Ciri and Leshen Eskel)
witcher allergies
Leshkel grows a garden
Other AUs:
Embers (Ciri and Yen season 2 AU)
Wingspan (Ciri and Saskia AU)
A Sad Sight (Blind Bard AU, Geralt and witcher-not-a-witcher!Jaskier)
from my post-canon series
widowfucking Jaskier (Geralt/Jaskier, and temporary MCD, Jaskier/widows)
Dolsdren, Laurid, and Jaskier (soft old Geralt/Jaskier+worldbuilding)
Some one shots:
My Alchemical Romance (Yen/Jaskier, with a side of Geralt)
Melting/kink (Yen/Jaskier)
In my hands (Fringilla/Yen)
Show, Don’t Tell (Geralt/Jaskier)
From my Jaskier/Oxenfurt series, still nominally titled Rosencranz and Guildenstern are Dead (or maybe singing from their grave):
Jaskier’s homecoming/Jaskier and Dijkstra
Puppetskier
Saovine Smuggling
Sewant Market Boulevard (Jaskier’s jewelry sidequest)
Some other smutty one-shots:
Seamstress (Yen/Jaskier)
Heckler (Dijkstra/Jaskier)
Polyamory now (Geralt/Istredd/Yen/Jaskier)
And I technically have like 20k of a Cannibals of Velen AU started and might never finish but I love it a lot:
Real Bros of Crookback Bog
Cirque du Cannibalia
Tagging @sassaffrassa @stardatextoday @witch-and-her-witcher @littlestsnicket @lambden aaand whoever else would like to do it! or hasn't done it yet this year!
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kuwdora · 9 months
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I've finished my draft of the vilgefortz fic and sent it off for beta. Golly, I might be able to finish the fic this month. 👀 an exciting prospect. It's still very messy in parts but alas, 'tis why I need a beta so I can see what's working and then smooth the rest of it out. Now I'm looking at my pile of WIPs and remembering that in June?? or maybe it was July?? I had promised myself I would only keep a few WIPs on deck so I could focus and actually finish things instead of wandering off to half-start another 8 things. I seriously have so much unfinished fic. But the siren call of new things.... I will be strong. I can finish more things. I think maybe my Ciri grief fic and a yennskier fic should be next. Along with all this Radskier stuff I'm batting around with @littlestsnicket. Mmmmmm, I also have so many Leshkel things too. Along with this post-canon Yennefer/Freya fic idea I got back in June. I don't even know what to do with this pile of Jaskier fic either. I love that stuff a lot, too.
how do you all not get overwhelmed by your stack of WIPs? man I'm not even thinking about my vid wips right now either. aahh. It's all so exciting and enticing to my squeeful brain.
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kuwdora · 2 years
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Heart Tap (The Witcher, Eskel/Geralt)
Heart Tap (9569 words) by kuwdora Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eskel/Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia Characters: Eskel (The Witcher), Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Lambert (The Witcher), Vesemir (The Witcher), Hemrik (The Witcher), Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canonical Divergence, Alive Eskel, season 2 leshen Eskel, Character Study, Monster Biology, Fantasy Botany, Alchemy, Monsterfucking, monsterfucker geralt, Crack Treated Seriously, Angst, Touch-Starved, Tentacles, Body Horror, Vivisection, Medical Experiments, The Inherent Tragedy of Witchers, First Time (in a new body), Oral Sex, memory loss/problems, Eskel has carnivorous urges, Some Bondage, References to animal harm, References to Canon-Typical Violence, Eskel and Geralt become pioneers in the field of Leshkeltology, the author REALLY LOVES TREES, please see notes for more warnings/details Series: Part 1 of The Warden Along the Path “You want me… to tap you. Like a maple tree,” Geralt said, repeating the words carefully like he wasn’t sure he heard them correctly.
“What better way to get a sample to study?” Eskel asked matter-of-factly. He needed more information about what he’d become, what he was made of underneath all the bark and wood. If the old parts of him were still under there. He needed to know if there was something worth holding onto.
-- Omg I finished and posted a fic. Who am I?? Anyway, I fucking love trees and wanted Eskel to be alive. So now I have a giant AU featuring sooo much worldbuilding about leshy Eskel and this is my first story. Final chapter will be up this weekend once I'm done editing! Feel free to check it out if you'd like some crack treated seriously, some horny confusion, angst, intimacy, and Eskel processing his transformation. Please mind the tags and warnings. Reblogs and comments are love. ❤️
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