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𝖎 . 𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 an INDEPENDENT & SELECTIVE roleplay blog for Eist Tuirseach from THE WITCHER universe HEAVY HEADCANON BASED . est 2019 . adored by Hela

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Y’ALL MY BBYS HOME IN MY GARAGE

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                                    𝐒𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

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This is a roleplay masterlist account for the workings of Andrzej Sapkowski & Przemysław Truściński’s ‘The Witcher’ book series, short stories, games & the television show adaptation 'The Witcher’ on Netflix. To be added to the masterlist please reblog this master post and be sure to tag your character names and state whether you are an original character. Thank you so much. ❤️

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eist: we haven’t done anything in weeks me, opening up tumblr only to immediately close it again for the last couple of weeks: shit you right sir

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No one would dare make a move on an alliance that powerful.

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DM: I was rolling chances to see if the second dragon would come back.

Mark: ah they’re in a relationship, I’ve seen the Witcher.

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rhaelluna / 𝚛 𝚑 𝚊 𝚎 𝚕 𝚕 𝚊

RHAELLA FELT SO content , it had been apparent in their exchange of lips . The corners of her lips curled upwards contrary to her hands that had untangled from his hair and moved down his form . Finding his chest , the Queen had release yet another sound ! One of encouragement , yet innocent unlike prior . She was humming , unable to hide how happy she was with the man .

HANDS TRAILING UPWARDS , finding soft fabric of his collar . Fingers gripping and tugging , wanting to reveal more of him but not too much . Not yet . Managing to finally part his shirt , her warm hands pressed against his bare chest , earning Eist and even lovelier sound ~

              warmth unlike any he has ever known / delicate appendages against his skin && he swears he is 𝙱𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 beneath her touch . gentle sounds akin to PRAYERS -- ; ( 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 ) twisting him apart so profoundly , so easily as though he were built for her alone . gently / palm take sculpted cheek , stroking softness against porcelain skin .      ‘ it is getting late . ‘               lips rest against 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐖𝐍 , words ushered in a whisper .           ‘ allow me to WALK YOU TO YOUR ROOM . ‘       no more , would not ask that of her . lips press to cheek /  𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 , 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚌𝚎 , 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎 . adoration && affection ; heart upon his sleeve , hers for the taking , should she will it . 

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rhaelluna / 𝚛 𝚑 𝚊 𝚎 𝚕 𝚕 𝚊

❛ NOW , THIS IS how I wish we had danced earlier . You and I so close like this … but this is better . Here , we do not need to hide our desires ~ ❜ The Queen whispered softly , leaning in once more to press a gentle kiss on his cheek , her hands and body not yet parting . ❛ Please , when we are alone , there is no need to be so formal . Rhaella will do ~ ❜

SHE HAD GAZEDup into his eyes , relaxing further and further into his as his hand was secure ; making her feel safe with him . ❛ Oh , Eist …  I could easily say the same . ❜ The man’s words made her cheeks burn far more than her moan had . Though soon enough she had pulled him down to resume their kiss , this time teeth graze upon his lower lip , practically asking for more . 

              a masterpiece of a woman beneath his hands / crimson dusting porcelain && he swears he would never feel at peace like this with another . she speaks of hidden desire , words like a 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 , sure he will MELT under her touch , yet tightly does he hold to her -- ; 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 , 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 .     ‘ rhaella , there ought to be ballads written of your beauty && bewitching charms . ‘      would sing his ADORATION from the roof tops , lost within the stars of amethyst hues .                    dragoness 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐒 the sea hound for her own / && he so compliant within her claws .     ‘ Mmph ... ‘         teeth scrape his lip , && he simply cannot HELP HIMSELF from returning the favor . (  𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐘 , 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋 𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇  ) hand once upon cheek settles upon the back of her neck / hold her , do not allow her to feel that encroaching loneliness you know within your own bones .

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rhaelluna / 𝚛 𝚑 𝚊 𝚎 𝚕 𝚕 𝚊

PRESSING AGAINST HIS form , the Queen’s hand found his hair , fingers curling around dark locks as she loses herself further into such a kiss . Taking charge , she held him there only deepening it more than before . It did not last long , as a small sound escaped her . It was a hum , verging a moan . She was enjoying herself , but not nearly enough to warrant such a sound .

THE TARGARYEN PULLED away , now shy at the sound she made. Her cheeks began to burn a bright shade of red as she hid her smile with her hand ; the other still tangle in his hair . ❛ Oh ! My apologies . You are just … very good at that . ❜

                fingers curl POSSESSIVELY within his hair / own touch keeping her𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 to him -- ; any space detested , he did not seek it , would not shift from her . head tilts , sound issued between lips he would 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 long after she left . but𝐆 𝐎 𝐃 𝐒 , that sound ... hum tinging upon the edge of DESIRE && he would willingly lose himself to (𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 , 𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 . 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 , 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢 𝐚𝐦 . )             ‘ no apologies needed , my queen . ‘            sea swept lips rest upon the corner of her mouth , 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚗 . that sound / soft && gentle , rings in his ears ; thoughts cast darkly towards carnality -- the hold upon lower back tightens , yet should she wish to LEAVE , he would not deny her .                 ‘ i could kiss you for hours && i fear it would not be enough . ‘

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rhaelluna / 𝚛 𝚑 𝚊 𝚎 𝚕 𝚕 𝚊

HE HAD FOUND her . Their bodies finding each other’s as though they had never parted ; lovers for eternity . Her hands rested delicately upon his chest , eyes resting halfway parted as he got close . How his touch melted away any worry , and doubt that might have crossed her uneasy mind . They were alone at long last . They were someone where their desires no longer needed suppressing . 

❛ I HAVE MISSED you … ❜ Rhaella felt Eist’s lips against her own and yet , the Queen couldn’t help but smile . She was eager , too eager for love . Arms moved around his neck , pushing herself up , their lips finally meeting . She had longed for this moment , desperation seeping from her lips but also gentle amounts of excitement . She was savouring even moment they had together . 

           he feels the𝙱𝙴𝙰𝚄𝚃𝚈 beneath tender touch to her back / fingers splayed && he dips his head in thanks to the 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 -- ; had they carved her features , so close to his very own / 𝚜𝚎𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 against her gentility , a masterpiece carved from fire yet SIMMERING under his fingers . words spoken , infusing into his very soul ; lodging so soundly beneath his rib cage , as though what lingered there belonged to her -- 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 , 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 .                               ‘ && i you , your grace . ‘                     who could wax poetic about the softness of her ; that scent of𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 nudging at his senses , near DEMANDING his attentions much alike the woman holding him so captive with her kiss . single hand raises , calloused fingertips shifting silver curls to cup her cheek within his palm , thumb running tenderly against exquisite curve of jaw .

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out . hi hello howdy eist never got to say goodbye to ciri because he was so sure he would be coming back :)))))

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[I’ve heard the ballad.] Pretty ballads hide bastard truths.

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rhaelluna / 𝚛 𝚑 𝚊 𝚎 𝚕 𝚕 𝚊

she’s patiently waiting for a smoochie

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                   gentle is the touch of palm to chin / thumb stroking idle patterns across high cheekbones as form leans towards her own -- ; 𝙷𝙴𝚂𝙸𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴 for but a second / a beat of silence && stillness . but lips brush to her own , a 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 touch that held the weight of the world .

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rhaelluna / 𝚛 𝚑 𝚊 𝚎 𝚕 𝚕 𝚊

HIS TOUCH WAS delicate , a feeling that was not often received from the man she had unwillingly married . She enjoyed it nonetheless , as she had longed for a man to be kind to her . Instead , she was facing a man who was brave enough to indirectly challenge a King but also to treat her with respect . ❛ Does this old sailor have a name or are you nameless ? ❜ The Queen teases , her entertainment pulling at the corners of her lips , something that hasn’t been seen by the masses in quite some time . 

ONE THING THAT Rhaella did find small amounts of pleasure in was dancing . She had longed to dance with a man she loved , but as desperate as she was , the lady was willing to accept such a daring man instead . Her free hand found its way to rest delicately upon his shoulder , taking half a step closer to the man . They were close , yet bodies remained untouched . ❛ None have the balls to ask me ~ ❜ 

THE TARGARYEN LAUGHED at her own word , however crude they might have been . She was , after all , surrounded by tough men speaking impurely . She was sure to make her guest share a laugh . Despite what Rhaella had to endure thus far , she has found life within herself , allowing her to smile . That was something she refused to let her brother take away from her - the one thing that made men swoon for her .

           ‘ eist tuirseach , Jarl of The Reach. ‘           delicate is the hand within his own / gentle is the gifted SQUEEZE . she was a  𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘 -- ; a gentleness that was  𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 within this court . intake of breath , smile gracing sea weathered features , && he directed her away from  𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 , he cared NOT / simply enjoying soft movements . rumors had reached ears of the sailor ,  𝙷𝙾𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙳 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙴𝚂 of treatment of masterpiece within his hold ; undeserving was she , yet none were bold enough to stand up to  𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 with crown upon his head , sat upon a throne of swords .                             it made him sick to his stomach .

                laugh akin to bells && he 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 within the soft sound /  𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 after all she has endured .        ‘ a true SHAME , they know not what they are missing . ‘                                 direction changes in the beat of the music , yet without thought are his steps , knowing dragon would follow .             ‘ then you will hardly mind if i am PRESUMPTUOUS in asking to keep you for myself for another dance . ‘              amusement in the twitch of his mouth ; yet were she to decline , he would allow her so , was her right . 

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rhaelluna / 𝚛 𝚑 𝚊 𝚎 𝚕 𝚕 𝚊

IT WASN’T OFTEN that Rhaella was showed such high amounts of respect , considering the rumours that goes around the castle of what the King has done to her . She has noticed it , but didn’t care as the last thing she had ever wanted was to be Queen . Having someone , let alone a man , curtsey for her was surprising , to say the least . It was welcomed , however . 

OH , HOW HIS words made her cheeks burn more than they should have . The Queen was free - spirited at heart , yet none dared to approach her in such ways . Her gaze had turned from the man before her , to her jealous brother behind her . It was in that moment when she realize , she didn’t care what he thought . She wanted to dance , so … she was going to dance ! ❛ I would love to dance with you . ❜ The Targaryen lifted her hand to hold his own , preparing for the music to change upon her stepping out to the floor .

                 cares not cast towards he who𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁𝚂 in the background / 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 , yet the islander does not release her hand , simply curls his fingers tighter to draw her FORWARDS . respect down to the morrow of his bones , hand upon the middle of her back as he stands before her -- ; a 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 in crimson && ink / her choice it is surely not .       ‘ you are too kind to an OLD SAILOR , your grace . ‘                 amusement in the squeeze of hand to her own , lingered thumb atop soft skin && he BOWS TO HER .

                 straightened spine && 𝙳𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙶𝙸𝙽𝚂 / feet carry him forwards , gentle pressure against her back -- keeps her close , gaze does not drop from 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲 , surely many had asked this of her , yet it was in his hand that her own rested so𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚍 .               ‘ i do not think i have seen you grace the floor as yet , do none here hold INTEREST ? ‘

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out . i was having a GOOD DAY , i didn’t wanna come home to call/outs all over my dash like damn .