baby fuzz.
Publicado: 12/11/2026 · Atualizado: 12/11/2026
Sinopse
“Are you sure he has to be in water?” Eskel’s question is almost drowned out beneath the piercing shrieks of the seal pup currently vocalizing like he’s being dealt a slow and torturous death instead of dipped gingerly into the coolest of the hot springs. Aiden and Lambert are maintaining their positions nearby, but Geralt can see the same tension in their muscles that he feels in his own, the urge to flee from the painful pitch of the baby’s screams. All four witchers wince when Jaskier tilts his tiny snout back and manages to hit an even higher note, a warbling cry of desperation. (scenes/ideas from the premise of my fic "lessons in selkiesitting" that won't necessarily fit in the plot of that story)