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I just saw a meme that said "I'd follow him to hell and back but I wish he'd just stop going there"

And I'm not saying Geraskier, but GERASKIER

(they have different definitions of hell)

people born with naturally pointy-ish ears / sharp af canines how does it feel to have won?

The whole witcher fandom keeps kissing me

@0dde11eth @everything-but-the-not-natural @thequeeninyellowlace

I just saw a meme that said "I'd follow him to hell and back but I wish he'd just stop going there"

And I'm not saying Geraskier, but GERASKIER

(they have different definitions of hell)

my bg3 tav when Tav screenshots (and thus possible spoilers) below Continue at your own risk

oh right. fangs in your neck friday

this is one writing thing I can never get The e adds so much whimsy and spice! BlondE~ why can't my men be BLONDE why must they be b l o n d it's just much less pretty and fun. Don't even get me STARTED on bruhnet i hate language,,, why cant my mens be pretty and have a quirky little e And what about the enbies Are my enbies blond or blonde or blondee? blonduh, like its said with a lil accent ENBIES do you want to be blond/e but said with a funny little accent

PSA:

Female - blonde. Brunette.

Male - blond. Brunet.

Can we please get this right guys?

love when i see my mutuals talk to each other

I'm like "heehehhee the creatures are converging"

LAL MY FANDOMS ARE SHIT IVE NEVER WATCHED

no, i don’t watch that show, but i do follow its developments extensively via tumblr

WHY is the rickroll (Never Gonna Give You Up) SUCH a BOP Rick Astley just made an absolute BANGER and because of memes I get to hear it ALL the TIME

I love when in a story everything is BAD and everything goes WRONG and everyone is HURT and TRAUMATIZED and SAD BUT ONLY If in the end everything is GOOD and everything goes RIGHT and everyone is HEALING and IN LOVE and HAPPY

I am one more "HOT AI EMMA WATSON TIED UP IN SHOPPING CART PUSHED BY FROG WOW SEXY CELEB" post away from leaving this site for good omg LEAVE ME ALOOOOONE!!!!!

how do people get haiku bot to notice them??? how do they get found??? how do they search for them??? Haiku bot is on so many varied different kinds of post, how do you call them in? Do you just have to be a famous post?? do you just have to get popular enough? How does the robot find you

helped my parents baby sit my niece and nephew and literally cannto come up with words, canot promtp tonight t<# tomorrow FOR SURESIES <3 LovE YOU!!!!

Prompt Geraskier - angst

Prompt: A witcher friend from Geralt's past returns… and it's like… a long-time friend, before he met Jaskier. Jaskier feels jealous once this friend joins the group. The problem is that Jaskier will discover that this friend is going to betray Geralt… he might be trying to kidnap Ciri or something… and Geralt doesn't believe him. In an fight with Jaskier, Geralt will say things like: ''I've known him for decades! (…) He's been a friend for longer than I've known you… (…) I trust him! (…) You're only with me because you want stories for your songs! (…) (Consider here that Geralt has not yet discovered that Jaskier was tortured and this could be discovered in this fic, after something that almost kills Jaskier. Leaving the witcher even more guilty. I think about Jaskier having a physical confrontation with this friend witcher. Whether it's this friend trying to eliminate the bard for being in the way and having discovered things or even Jaskier trying to confront him about the truth… or Jaskier defending Ciri or Geralt. It would be interesting for Geralt to find him hurt… after the confrontation. I imagine Jaskier is hurt, and tells Geralt to go save Ciri because this friend is after her and Jaskier says he will be fine. But we know he is very hurt. The friend may say something: ''I tried to get rid of that useless bard and in the end, he was really loyal to you''. I also think… that in some dialogue, Jaskier says to Geralt: ''You are. witchers may have been friends for a long time, but what are 20 years in a witch's life? And what are 20 years in my life?''

I adore fics where Geralt realizes that Jaskier has been tortured TWICE protecting him! I mean come on, Netflix! Other interpreations of Geralt would be sobbing shitting throwing up and Netflix Geralt is like "._." I adore the line about the difference in lifespans and what years mean to them, even if I still headcanon Jaskier finds a way to live as long as Geralt

Geraskier - HARD ANGST - inspired by a scene from Ladyhawke -anyone can to use it

This prompt is set sometime after everything that happens in Kaer Morhen. Jaskier is still injured from the torture, as he was dragged away with everything and didn't have time to heal. Add to that, the injuries from the battle with Violet Meir. Geralt is unaware of any of Jaskier's injuries. Jaskier, Ciri and Geralt were in a city and saw Nilfgardian soldiers. They quickly leave the city, without suitable clothes for the cold, even though Jaskier says they can distract the soldiers, to get appropriate clothes, but Geralt, nervous and afraid to protect Ciri, ignores it and the three leave the city as they are. . They follow the path, which at this point is cold and snowing because it is winter. Jaskier tries not to complain about anything, as he sees that Geralt is very nervous about it all. Geralt tries to go through increasingly difficult paths and when they find a frozen lake, Jaskier sees Ciri with fear, and with pity and seeing that it is risky to go through the thin ice, he warns Geralt that perhaps it is better to go through a safer path, as there is no view of the Nilfgardians and they can rest assured and choose a better path. Geralt just ignores Jaskier and even against the bard's wishes, the three continue over the frozen lake. A creature emerges from the ice, something that Geralt has never seen, and even though the witcher emerges victorious, and does not know the monster's anatomy, the sticky tongue ends up stuck in the witcher's leg, when he drags him, Geralt, distracted, ends up hitting his head on the ice. and fainting. Ciri and Jaskier try to free the witcher, but the monster starts to slide into a hole into the lake, and the bard sees that he can't do much and with the witcher's legs already submerged, Jaskier takes Geralt's sword and jumps. into the hole to cut out the creature's tongue. The bard manages to free him, but is injured in the process. Jaskier, exhausted, uses his cloak, the only thicker clothing against the cold, to carefully pull Geralt under the ice and out of the lake, in a safe place. He does so, warms him with a fire (even though he's afraid of fire), and takes care of Geralt and calms Ciri while he's still passed out. Jaskier suffers from the cold, from being wet in the cold, from wounds old and new, from leaving his cloak warming the witcher and from the exhaustion of pulling him all the way there. When Geralt wakes up, he asks about what happened and Jaskier explains without mentioning details like Jaskier getting hurt or him going into the lake. Ciri is sleeping, so she doesn't intervene in the explanation. But the bard is soon surprised when Geralt asks where his sword is. Geralt's sword is the one with Renfri's broxe and the witcher is that is an important factor as you know and Jaskier doesn't know. But Jaskier says he lost her in the lake. Geralt pushes Jaskier against a tree, saying that he has no idea how important the sword is to him and what it means. He ends up putting even more pressure on Jaskier's injuries. Ciri wakes up and she separates them, but they both refuse to talk about what happened. All of this causes the two to stay apart for the rest of the trip, with Geralt ignoring Jaskier until they arrive in another city. Jaskier falls ill and only then, after taking off the bard's wet and blood-stained clothes, does Geralt know the whole truth. About Jaskier's mental state: he's been feeling so bad about everything and with such low self-esteem since the mountain, that he ends up believing he's rubbish who has lost something of immeasurable value from the witcher, falling into a descent into self-hatred, to the point thinking that it only gets in the way and has no value.

Ooooh I'd love to see this with a happy ending, lots of cuddles and conversations! The devil works hard but @oonoturna works harder, giving us another prompt in the prompt box! Everyone enjoy the pain x

Yes, this time I drew the prompt. ahahahahaha Prompt: the arrow misses the lute. Heavy angst. Anyone can use it.

WE LOVE TO SEE IT I love men who can suffer covered in tears and blood prettily <3 Geralt ofc will take care of his bard and give him smoomches!

Julian, the reluctant heir of Lettenhove, completes his duties well. His people are safe, fed, and educated. He and his counsel have also been working to rewrite the prejudiced laws regarding non-humans.

While Julian was satisfied with the results of his efforts, he wouldn’t say he enjoyed politics. No, he got his daily dose of enjoyment from indulging in hobbies: music, writing, and collecting art.

Most recently, he acquired an incredible marble statue. The subject was a humongous, long-haired man wielding a long sword. The detail was incredible, and the eyes were painted black with veins sprawling over the rest of the face.

It was titled: “The Witcher”

Julian was immediately captivated by the statue. He’d bought it and placed it in his atrium the same day. The statue reignited the whispers about Julian’s eccentricities, but he didn’t care. Hours were spent staring at the statue, writing poems about it, and talking to it. Yes, he knew the statue wasn’t technically a person; however, it helped Julian organize his thoughts to speak them aloud.

One night, an assassin slipped into Julian’s castle. They killed his personal guard and eventually cornered him in his atrium. When Julian closed his eyes, bracing himself for the killing blow, there was a noise like a landslide.

Upon opening his eyes, Julian stared at the back of a figure clothed in black armor with hair as white as marble.

YES YES YES YES YES!!! I actually just recently wrote something vaguely similar for promptapalooza, I LOVE the idea of things coming to life because of how much you love them! ESPECIALLY when it's Geralt being released unto the world as Jaskier's guardian You're beautiful, Anon!

Jaskier never makes promises. He literally never says the word “promise”, and he swears no oaths.

It’s a subtle quirk. It takes Geralt years to notice. When he points it out, Jaskier says with false levity, “I guess I don’t.”

From the bard’s body language, Geralt can see he doesn’t want to talk about it, so the topic is dropped.

Years later—after Geralt screams his fury at Jaskier—the bard says in a broken voice, “Don’t worry, Geralt. I promise not to bother you anymore.”

The promise sears itself onto Geralt’s soul like a brand. One made of chaos, and he can feel it become binding.

Geralt whips around, but Jaskier was gone.

There are a few moments of confusion before Geralt realizes what just happened. Jaskier had promised, and that promise was sealed with chaos. Only the Fae have such an ability.

YESSSSSSS i love this Geralt has to track down Jaskier and prove that Jaskier doesn't bother him, and thus the promise is still ringing true, even as they continue traveling together

“You love selfishly,” the witch told Geralt, which was pretty presumptuous seeing as how they’d met all of 5 minutes ago. And those 5 minutes had been spent trying to kill each other. “This selfishness will hurt you and those you love. Until you learn to love selflessly, you will only take your pleasure in the pleasure of others.”

Even as the curse took hold, Geralt didn’t panic. As curses went, it didn’t sound so bad. The bit about “pleasure” made it sound like it was about sex. Like, he wouldn’t be able to feel good unless his partner did, which was a standard Geralt held for himself anyway.

Only, the curse was much more than what he had assumed. Geralt soon discovered that food had lost its taste, that he tossed and turned all night. He wasn’t in pain, but he was never comfortable.

Fuck.

Through trial and error, Geralt learned the rules of his curse. It was pretty simple really. He couldn’t enjoy anything in life alone. Someone had to be nearby and enjoying it with him. Their pleasure was his pleasure. If that person wasn’t pleased with a meal—or in general—Geralt’s food would taste poorly too.

This made things difficult for Geralt. He had a solitary profession. Additionally, the people he did meet were never comfortable around him: all scared of hateful or suspicious.

Geralt found some work arounds though. Roach was a lifesaver: if she was eating, he could eat nearby and taste his meal. As long as she slept well—and nearby—he could sleep.

Winter was better: he explained his situation to his brothers, and he was never left without a companion. They offered to travel with him on the path, but he refused. He could endure the rest of the year as long as he had Roach

Geralt considered breaking the curse; however, he honestly wasn’t sure how. He honestly didn’t believe in love that was completely selfless. Relationships were always about give and take. People always wanted things from one another.

Years passed, Geralt endured, and then he met Jaskier.

Jaskier was… odd. He had taken one glance at a witcher, a rumored butcher, and decided that Geralt was his traveling companion. And then his muse. And then his friend. No matter how Geralt tried to disabuse him of any of these notions.

He did admit that having Jaskier with him made the path easier. He didn’t have to carefully time his meals and sleep around Roach when the bard was around. Jaskier was also surprisingly easy to please. Geralt could give him stale bread to eat and a lumpy mattress to sleep on, and the bard exuded joy.

Even while complaining the entire time.

The oddities continued when Geralt discovered that Jaskier didn’t have to eat a meal to enjoy it. Once, Geralt had been grievously injured, and Jaskier had insisted on spoonfeeding him. Even though the bard didn’t eat a morsel, the bard was so happy that the soup tasted like ambrosia to Geralt.

It was all so strange, and it made Geralt strange too. He caught himself thinking about how to make Jaskier happy. Not because of the curse. Because…because it was Jaskier, and Jaskier was meant to be happy.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! I love this!!!

I just really enjoy characters with soft pretty faces and big wet doe eyes and lustful parted lips who look so so so so so so innocent but in reality are a complete BITCH

*crawls out of the shadows in the corner of your room* sorry ive been lacking in the art department but art fight is now here so ill be posting my attacks here and will eventually make a pride art post i pinky promise but for now enjoy this ace-3 thing idk what to call it