#elihal

[jaskierswolf]

Chocolate + Dandelion x Elihal 👉👈

I haven't played TW3 in so long! But I think I've done it justice. Also I'm done! This is the last one. I will be making my drabble masterlist shortly so they are all in one place.

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Dandelion laughed as he finished his anecdote, a silly story full of lies and half-truths, still Elihal hung on his every word. The pair were lounging on a picnic blanket, the tailor in a doublet and breeches, instead of their elegant gowns, but Dandelion didn’t mind. They were beautiful however they presented. Their clothes didn’t change the way their eyes sparkled in the light, or the way Elder fell from their tongue like the sweetest music. It certainly didn’t change the sweet kisses they shared, the taste of chocolate on their lips and tongue as their hand cupped Dandelion’s cheek.

[bomberqueen17]

new work! Off-Duty, on ao3

ha lest you think original novel hell will stop me-- well it did delay me, i was gonna post this like last week but i finally remembered.

Here is the scene between chapters 6 and 7 of Not A Crest. where did Morvran go? He went to have a conversation in a stairwell and learn about demisexuality. Because of course he did.

Off-Duty, on ao3.

The boy blushed a little, though he didn’t cringe or flinch-- only his complexion gave him away. “I wasn’t--” he said, but broke off. “It’s not-- sometimes one finds oneself in a situation from which one must excuse oneself for a moment and then do whatever it takes to compose oneself.” “Compose,” Elihal said. There was something so fragile in the boy’s expression. “Did someone hurt you?” The boy wasn’t dressed like a sex worker, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t one, even if he was also in the Nilfgaardian cavalry. People found their way into that profession in all sorts of ways. “No,” the boy said, quickly, shaking his head. “No, I was just-- rather too worked-up.” Elihal paused. They were most of the way back to the stairs, and the boy stopped, looking back at him, as he came to a stop in the hallway. He really was a terribly beautiful boy, in an undergrown kind of way, all potential and… there was an old Gnomish art, of repairing broken things and appreciating the art form of their imperfection, that this boy’s damaged vulnerable courage brought to mind, so foreign to the Aen Seidhe aesthetic but something Elihal had learned to appreciate over the years, in passing. Elihal stepped slowly a little closer, and lowered his voice. “If you’re in a situation you can’t endure,” he murmured, “there are people who can help.”

[ithinkthiswasabadidea]

Imagine my most delighted surprise when I found one of Dandelion's 'girlfriends' to be a charming elven man who likes to wear makeup and women's clothing

Though Dandelion and Elihal never actually had something going on, to hear his thoughts on how clothing can change how one feels about themselves, and how others perceive them was so lovely 🥺 about becoming someone else, in a way that makes him comfortable... Such an unexpectedly important thing to come across ❤️

[sgushyonka]

Girls night!!

[xejune]

if they don't get to interact in game, at least they get to interact in my .clip files

[unguidedhand]

beautiful genderfluid elf from my most favoritest video game in the whole wide world... elihal i love u elihal

[lakka-arts]

thank you to EVERYONE who participated <33

calanthe and pavetta for @bookcalanthedaily and monstralt for @panur!! others requests came from twt!

**don't put essi x dandelion in the tags

[dukeofdogs]

Gwent: The Witcher Card Game | The cards that could’ve been 55/?

Elihal by:

Sam T, Fiona Coughlin, WardenArt