Prompt 93

Prompt 93

Geralt yelled at him, that's fine. Jaskier was just trying to cheer him up, but it's still fine. They're on top of a fucking mountain, but it's fine. Jaskier never even wanted to come to this mountain, but it's fine. Geralt never liked him, but it's fine. It's fine. It's fine. Geralt said that to never see him again would be a blessing. It's fine.

Jaskier goes to get his stuff from Roach, only for her to start freaking out as he approaches. Jaskier futilely tries to calm her down for far too long, before she neighs, looking behind him. He spins around and sees a stomping, still-pissed Geralt.

"Oh, Geralt! Thank gods, something is wrong with Roach, I'm worried about h-"

But Geralt walks straight through him, and pats Roach's muzzle.

"What is it, Girl?"

Jaskier blinks in shock, turning to look at them. He watches as Geralt goes through their bags and seems to relax at the sight of them, stuffed full of all of Jaskier's bullshit. Perhaps he wants to sell all remainders of Jaskier, thinking Jaskier too dumb to bring his things with him, wherever he went. Maybe it wasn't relief at all, maybe it was defeat, as he stares at new duties, as he has to go chase after the stupid bard he despises to bring him back his things because no matter what, Geralt has a heart of gold.

Geralt makes camp, right there and then, and sits down to meditate.

Jaskier decides that if Geralt can't see him, he might as well get his fill of Geralt. He sits right in front of him, and stares at his face, semi-relaxed in a semi-peaceful meditation. He's still tense, as if waiting for something, or expecting the worse. Maybe he's worried Jaskier will come back.

"It's alright, Darling. I won't be there to bother you any more, it seems."

Jaskier makes sure to tell him, even though Geralt doesn't react. Roach has calmed since Geralt arrived, but still eyes him wearily. At least Roach can see him, he supposes.

Jaskier observes as Geralt stays at that same camp for another three days. Geralt either meditates, cares for roach, or wanders off into the wilderness at seemingly random times. He either stays away for two minutes, or nine hours at a time. Jaskier stays with Roach, worried about her without either of them. He knows she can handle herself, but he still worried. Same with Geralt. But it was nice being seen, sometimes. So he stays with Roach.

Geralt comes back, hurriedly packs up camp, leaps onto Roach, and rides like a bat out of hell. Jaskier unfortunately cannot fly or float or even hover. So he has to run after them. And even though Geralt can't see or touch him, Jaskier can still feel his lungs burn when he runs for too long.

Jaskier eventually catches up with them at a town at the bottom of the mountain. Geralt is searching for something, it's obvious. Perhaps a job? Yennefer, somehow? A beast?

"Brown hair, blue eyes, dressed in bright colors?"

Geralt is looking for him.

Jaskier gets excited for a moment, before remembering Geralt still has his things. He probably just wanted to drop his things off and leave him again.

"I haven't seen a man like that." "He- He… He looks sad. He was crying."

Geralt brings up this detail as if it pains him to even speak of it. Jaskier is confused about this, as it was technically Geralt's fault Jaskier ended up crying at all.

"I haven't seen him." "If you do, tell me. Please."

And Geralt moves to ask the same exact questions to the very next person in view.

Jaskier watches as he asks every single person in town, getting more and more desperate. By the end of the night, Geralt sits in an inn room with a large single bed, hugging a lute, as his eyes tear up.

Jaskier sits beside him, assures him he's fine, pleads with Geralt to not mess with the delicate lute, and demands he get happy and stop this frankly heart-wrenching display.

Jaskier tries moving items, tries clapping his hands, tries punching people, tries screaming his head off, but nobody notices him. Except Roach. And a barncat that ran away once it caught sight of Geralt in the distance. Great.

Jaskier can only silently observe as Geralt grieves Jaskier, hopes for him to return, prays that he's safe even though he left his lute , hums his songs under his breath before shaking his head and sighing, whispers "Please forgive me" to empty air. Jaskier has. Jaskier forgave him long ago at this point.

Jaskier's had enough. Jaskier's been annoying and loud his entire life. Surely he can make enough of a fuss to get the animals around Geralt to act up enough for Geralt to know something's up. He starts cooing at Roach and luring her in odd directions with the same promises he made before it all went to shit. Geralt knows something is wrong, but suspects it's with Roach, and not the environment around her. That is, until Geralt is in the middle of a hunt, and suddenly the creature he's there to kill can NOT focus on him, and instead keeps following some invisible being as they race back and forth across the clearing.

i want to get this tattooed under my eyelids

cutesy little sketch while I put off working on homework and an angsty painting

anyway I just think they deserve to be soft

Prompt 83

Geralt hasn't been sleeping in weeks. Okay, so he's clearly nodded off a few times to stay alive and sane, but he's trying his best to never sleep again. Every time he closes his eyes, he dreams of him and Jaskier. The first dream he had was innocent enough. It was him and Jaskier eating at an inn. The next dream was them in a forest, during the sunset. Jaskier leaned on Geralt, and wrapped himself around Geralt's arm, before pointing to the sky. The next dream was when the problems started. Geralt was coming back from a hunt, he didn't dream the hunt, but he knew he had hunted. Geralt walks into their camp, and Jaskier runs to him, leaping at him with an embrace. Jaskier hugs him close, as to not drop him. Jaskier looks at him, and suddenly Geralt can pay attention to nothing but the fact Jaskier's lips are on him. They're kissing. Every dream after that is romantic, and Geralt can't handle it. Jaskier and him are eating outside - Sure, fine, whatever - But then Geralt says something and Jaskier laughs and then pulls him into a kiss. Geralt play-chasing Jaskier around their inn room before they both fall into bed, laughing. Jaskier looks lovely in his nightshirt, and Geralt can't help but want to see it ride up and expose his midriff. Jaskier singing with Geralt's head in his lap. Geralt can't remember any of the words. Despite knowing he can't write songs, thus his subconscious shouldn't be able to, he still feels like it's one of Jaskier's songs, and the fact it's lost forever pains him in a weird way. Jaskier braiding flowers into Geralt's hair. Geralt feels especially guilty after waking up from this one. Real Jaskier has stated multiple times his want to do such a thing, and Geralt always vehemently denied. Jaskier sobbing in an inn room, only to turn and embrace Geralt with joy. "Oh, Geralt! You're alright! Why are you so late!?!" Geralt has no idea what's going on, but he feels horrible. He apologizes to his bard, and kisses his temple. And then the damned dreams started getting... Even harder to deal with. A memory of Jaskier bathing in a stream, but instead of turning his head like he did at the time, Dream Geralt walks into the water and- Nope. Nope. No. Jaskier on his knees, looking up at Geralt through his lashes, as Geralt reaches for his belt- Nope, nope, nope, nope. Jaskier dressed up all pretty for him. Geralt wants to take his stockings off with his teeth- Nope, nopenopenopenopenopenope! These were highly inappropriate dreams to be having about his best friend. His best friend he's going to meet back up with tomorrow. Fuck.

Prompt 92

Jaskier is mistakenly hit with a minor jinx meant to help couples intimacy. The more the person loves you, the warmer and cozier their touch. jaskier would be fine with this new tweak to his day-to-day living, if not for the fact that when Geralt reached out for him one day, Jaskier was burned by his touch. It was like he stuck his hand into an inferno. Safe to say, they had a very awkward conversation on the way to a hedgewitch's hut to remove the jinx.

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Geralt, who isn't used to random displays of affection, panics every time Jaskier does exactly that.

Jaskier, watching Geralt unsaddle Roach: Geralt.

Geralt: Hm?

Jaskier: You know I love you, right? Truly and completely.

Geralt: ...What's wrong?

Jaskier: Nothing, just wanted to tell you that.

Geralt: *panicking* Are you hurt? Injured? Is it the drowners from yesterday? Dammit, Jaskier, I told you not to-

Jaskier: Geralt, relax! I'm completely fine! I just said that I love you because I wanted to, that's it.

Geralt: Okay. I love you, too.

*half an hour later*

Geralt: *bursting through the door into Yennefer's room*

Yennefer: What the actual-

Geralt: I think Jaskier is dying

poly goals lesbian bestie of gay couple goals whatever these fuckin three are goals

The Witcher but a sitcom is a concept I enjoy very much