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@jaskier-dandelion
// oh my goddddd youâre 100+ already! Omg I donât deserve you đ Iâm so bad and slow, I want to apologize for my being super slow these days, I swear Iâm having some hard times but I will try and be more active in the next days I promise! To apologize further Iâll leave you this sketch Iâm doing about Geralt and a Jaskier ahah, maybe Iâll finish it as well đđ
Hi hello just a reminder i fucking love and adore you so much
;o; â„â„â„â„ ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh cutie
jaskier-dandelionâ:
Once Jaskier started talking⊠he wonât stop so easily. Thatâs why he kept saying random things without even waiting for an actual answer from Geralt. Mostly because he didnât expected to receive an actual answer and when he did he frowned, looking back with a worried expression as if he heard some noises coming from all that fog. But that was just an impression, of course⊠right?
« You- Are you.. asking me to get up on Roach? Am I hearing right or am I already under the sweet sweet effects of a witchâs illusion? », he asked, but as before without waiting for an answer or waiting for the witcher to tell him that twice, he just came closer and jumped on the horseâs back. He did that even with a good move, for anyone who didnât know that he could actually ride a horse and was even able to jump onthe mount without worrying too much. Not sure why he never rent a horse for himself though⊠ah, right. The lack of coins.
« To be honest, you couldâve asked me to jump on earlier, look at my poor clothes covered in mug. I do hope this contract is worth the effort and especially will make us gain tons of coins. A great part will need to go on a new outfit! »
Jaskier sighed. That place was horrifying. It was so hard to see inches away and trees just came out of the mist when they get closer to them every time. It was clearly horrific for the bard.
He had the impulse to start playing a few notes from his lute just to break the tension, but re thought about it in the end because whatever was around the place, it was hiding in the mist and couldâve been closer than he knew. Than then knewâŠ
« What even is this monster, Geralt? What tracks are you following, there is only mud and mist around hereâŠÂ », he noted looking down at the grownd - couldnât believe he just walked through that path for a full hour without complaining not even once.
Huh. Look at that. The bard does know how to jump onto a horse. Truthfully, Jaskier is lucky heâs even letting him ontop of Roach, but with all this fog, it is safer with him up here. Not that heâll admit itâs because heâs trying to keep him safe.
âYou arenât getting my gold.â Coins towards a new outfit? Not a chance, that will take most of his gold with the expensive shit Jaskier wears. Heâll simply have to deal with it. Make his own gold or figure out a way to get the mud out of his clothes.
âShut up. Youâre going to alert the foglets.â Which are always such a pain in the ass to deal with, with their ability to vanish into the fog and sneak up on you. The last thing he needs is Jaskier getting hurt from a damn Foglet.
âIf you must talk, talk quietly. Foglets are nasty things.â Thereâs no shutting Jaskier up, really, so maybe heâll just heed is warning and talk quietly, or in a whisper. âWe have to get through the mist. Iâm hunting a werewolf. The villagers said itâs been hiding here when itâs not terrorizing them.â
« What?? » Jaskier screamed a little louder than he intended to, hearing the Witcher talking about not giving him any coin. That was unacceptable! « I am in this mission as much as you are, and you owe me, Geralt. Thatâs for sure! How would you take so many contracts if it wasnât for me and my songs, uh? »
He acted all offended and totally forgot about the monsters that could have been around, ignoring the Witcherâs words, until... he heard something that seemed like someone stepping on a branch or something very similar. He froze just like that, opening his eyes wide and watching around, not able to move anymore than that. He felt like starting to shiver, completely terrified. That situation was so bad.
« D-did you hear that...? » , he whispered, hoping that Geralt already understood everything about the sound and the creature or hopefully not a creature at all....
âïž- Last thing you did before logging in?
I just bought some brushes for my procreate that I found yesterday and thought they could be veeeery interesting - they are like watercolors brushes. Some late-holiday present for myself since I lately started to draw again and I totally want to keep doing it. Maaan, I should never stop!Â
Getting to know you Questions for the Mun!
đ- Whenâs your birthday?
đšâđ©âđ§âđŠ- Whatâs your family like?
đ¶- Favorite animal?
đ¶- Favorite color(s)?
đ„- Favorite movie?
đș- Favorite TV show?
đ- Favorite cartoon/anime?
đ- Favorite food?
đŠ- Favorite ice cream flavor?
đ- Favorite candy?
đž- Do you drink?
đŁ- What do you like to do in your spare time?
âœïž- Do you like any sports?
đź- Favorite video game(s)?
âȘïž- Are you religious?
âïž- Last thing you did before logging in?
đ- Share a childhood memory!
đ- What was the last purchase you made for?
đž- If you had a billion dollars and could only spend it, what would you buy first?
đ- Are you artsy?
â€ïž- How would you describe yourself?
đ- How do other people describe you?
âïž- Favorite Pokemon?
đ - what is the Most expensive thing you own?
â- What is the most precious thing you own?
đ»- Do you have any stuffed animals?
đ- Favorite season?
đ- share a Weird/funny story?
// Iâll be on a hiatus today - Iâm so sorry for the slow replies everyone, but something bad is happening in my life sadly. I hope to gain some time tomorrow!
Jaskier - 1240something
Pt. 2
Jaskier: *talking*
Geralt: âŠ
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@jaskier-dandelionâ continuing from HERE, since the other post was getting too long to reblog
Iorveth watched the people in the back by the corner of his eye, how everyone were either making out, or taking a room to please themselves. Normally, elves found that quite normal, since for them, bodily pleasures, nudity, and such things were quite normalized, unlike how it still was for humans, the need to hide those things half the time. Even though his kin was like that, it just wasnât how Iorveth was like. He was even more closed up about those things than most people were. If by any miracle the elf ended up having a partner, he wouldnât even hold their hand when outside.
Noticing the bardâs confused gaze, Iorveth let out a soft chuckle, without his lips curving into even the smallest smile. âMy dear bard, do you not know? I like to know as much as i can, about everyone i know. And it isnât very hard to find out that you went to Oxenfurt UniversityâŠâ Iorveth felt almostâŠamused, at how confused the bard was, and how he caught him off-guard like that with just one simple name.
âDonât blame Gwynbleidd, it was not him who told me. Unlike you, he knows how to keep his mouth sh-..â he suddenly cut off his own words. âHe has a .. tighter mouth, and doesnât speak much like you.â There, that was better. Normally, he wouldnât give a single damn if things he said hurt someone or not, but afterall, tonight as different. Iorveth stepped out of his comfort zone very much already by even coming there dressed up like that and even returning a kiss.
âYou forgot that you had your name on that diploma from Oxenfurt? Itâs not hard to find.. Viscount de Lettenhove.â Now he was just teasing with it. Iorveth knew how the bard hated to be reminded of his name, nobility. But it was oh-just-so-fun to see Jaskierâs face spelling out confusion. Iorveth found that ratherâŠ..adorable.
The elf crossed his arms and just gave the bard a cold glare after that. Not even blinking, just staring right through his soul. âDonât dare touching me again, bard.â then sighed, shaking his head âAlright, lead the wayâŠâ Why was Iorveth still being so cold to the bard? He did enjoy their small kiss, so why couldnât he still just let his guard down and try enjoying some things, and just have fun for once? Besides everything, Iorveth still had thoughts racing his mind. He tried to keep his guard up, that serious, cold soldier he always was, but something inside him was trying to crawl out. He didnât want to keep being so mean and cold to hisâŠâfriendâ, but couldnât really help it much. And aside from everything, Iorveth couldnât get that short, stupid kiss out of his head, which he enjoyed more than almost anything he had ever done in the past whole decade..
Dandelion kept going to the direction of the bar, leaving Iorveth's shoulder at the very first warning. He probably learnt the lesson - for that moment - and when the elf acted all so serious and threatening the bard just listened since he totally wanted to keep his hand still for a lifetime.
He frowned and turned to the other when he kept ... teasing - was he teasing him? - going on with his real identity and mentioning Oxenfurt as well. At that point Dandelion was just too curious, if it wasn't Geralt, then who? And why?
« How the heck do you know...that name and about my Oxenfurt studies? I am pretty popular around the world, that's true, but I surely do not spread those informations so easily. Who gave them to you, I would've understood if it was Geralt, but then...? Why did you searched for them in the first place? »
He seemed a little stressed out now. It wasn't really a problem that the elf knew about his identity at all, but he felt uncomfortable with all those reminders of his past, origin, rank. Everything he did, everything he gained.. it was by himself, and not thanks to his noble provenance, and that was something Dandelion was surely proud of. His art name was his known name. Not... the other one.
« Ah. Now I need that beer more than anything. To be honest, Iorveth of Scoiaâtaels, you need to explain in fron of that mug. » , he added, with something that was similar to the smile he had before on his face, but more... serious, in a way. He handed the mug og beer to the elf, and took one for himself right after.
« Shall we take a seat? »
@jaskier-dandelion
« Oh hello you, goodmorning sunshine! » , the bard didnât waste one single second to make fun of the witcherâs ridicolous look.  « I love that alcohol can reduce you worse than how a monster could ever do. », he laughed and tossed some water into a large cup that he then handled to Geralt.
« Itâs incredible how well you can handle all of those⊠» , he made a vague gesture with his hand moving it in circles « ..witcherâsâŠpotions.. but not one single night of drinking games. » , he laughed again. Stopping almost immediately because he surely didnât want to receive a punch in his sacred intimate parts right in the morning.
« Anyway, yes, you guessed right. Earlier this morning, when you were still in your sweet dreams, I found a peasant crying out in search of someone willing to help him with a ⊠ghost. Thatâs right, he said ghost! I wouldâve not believed him if I didnât know you and all of those stuff that come your way, of course. »
Jaskier pointed his finger to one side of the tavern, to let Geralt look at one man drinking in a corner. « Thatâs your guy. He can totally give you more information about the contract, and you can negotiate the price as well. Ah, Geralt, make it a good price. We are a bit out of coins, you know⊠»
Geralt raised a brow as he grunted and took the large cup, gulping down the water as he sat across from Jaskier, sighing softly,
âI gather heâs been waiting for me, and besides weâre a bit out of coins because of the drinking game, Jaskier. I wonât be doing that for a while.â
He replied before pinching the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming on. He then nodded and made his way over to the man to make the deal, sitting at his table across from him and beginning to ask for details.
The bard pouted but decided not to reply to the coins observation... because it was probably true. The two of them spent a lot of money on alcohol lately. And other stuff... Still, a contract was totally what they needed in that moment. Jaskier hoped for an easy task.
He followed Geralt and stand beside him while the witcher sat down at the table of the man, who looked completely terryfied, like someone who did not slept in weeks.
" You're the witcher, sir, aren't you? ", he started. Â " I need your help, please. There is a ghost... ". The man had eyes wide opened and was all dirty and stinky as well. He didn't pay attention to his voice tone and was speaking quite loudly. He leaned a little bit closer to the witcher, then he continued.
" It's the spirit of a woman, sir. She comes at night and infest our fields, screaming all the time. The village is not sleeping anymore, we are all too scared to go out and finda way to send her away. " He, then, leaned more, almost bowing in front of Geralt. " Witcher, sir, please. Help us! "
Jaskier frowned, looking at Geralt and waiting for him to ask for a price or saying anything about that contract. To the bard, all that matter seemed a lot like one of those common Wraiths, nothing too weird or complicated for his dear friend. But Geralt surely knew better.
The Witcher || 99 problems || Geralt & Jaskier
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Geralt: I'm not gay
Jaskier: Geralt, we've been married for two years. You're at least a little gay
Jaskier, under his breath: fuck me, daddy
Geralt: what?
Jaskier: what?
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inspired by devotedecayâs non - sexual acts of dominance meme ! send in one of these for  my  museâs  reaction  to ⊠( add â  reverse â  if youâd like to see how my muse would preform the action ! )
[ shower ]Â Â your muse joining mine in the shower.
[ choke ]Â Â your muse choking mine.
[ kiss + soft ]Â Â your muse pulling mine into a tender kiss.
[ kiss + rough ]Â Â your muse pulling mine into a rough kiss.
[ pin ]Â Â your muse pinning mine down.
[ wrists ]Â Â your muse roughly grabbing mine by the wrists.
[ push ]Â Â your muse pushing mine into bed.
[ rip + clothing ]Â Â your muse tearing a piece of clothing off my muse.
[ spank ]Â Â your muse spanking mine.
[ pull ]Â Â your muse pulling my muses hair.
[ talk ]Â Â your muse talking dirty to mine.
[ eyes ]Â Â your muse making mine look them in the eyes during.
[ down ]Â Â your muse pulling mine down by their collar / clothes.
[ knees ]Â Â your muse telling mine to get on their knees.
[ hips ]Â Â your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.
[ denial ]Â Â your muse putting mine through orgasm denial.
[ many ]Â Â your muse making mine orgasm over and over.
[ tied ]Â Â your muse tying my muse down.
[ lazy ]Â Â your muse lazily beginning to touch mine.
[ love ]Â Â your muse telling mine they love them during.
[ dominance ]Â Â your muse taking the lead and dominating mine.
[ submission ]Â Â your muse letting mine take the lead and submitting to them.
[ humiliation ]Â Â your muse humiliating mine, re: name-calling and verbal abuse.
[ pain ]Â Â your muse hurting mine in bed, whether intentionally or not.
[ knife ]Â Â your muse using a knife in bed, whether for threat or actually cutting mine.
[ hidden ]Â Â your muse having sex with mine somewhere semi-public.
[ public ]Â Â your muse having sex with mine in public, whee other people watch.
[ adore ]Â Â your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.
[ dress ]Â Â your muse having mine dress up in lingerie.
[ eat ]Â Â your muse eating mine out.
[ sleep ]Â Â your muse touching / beginning to have sex with mine while theyâre asleep.
[ gag ]Â Â your muse gagging mine, or or making them be quiet.
[ blindfold ]Â Â your muse blindfolding mine.
[ praise ]Â Â your muse praising mine in bed.
[ good ]Â Â your muse calling mine a good boy / girl.
[ want ]Â Â your muse telling mine they want them.
[ snarl ]Â Â your muse growling and / or baring their teeth at mine during sex.
[ mark ]Â Â your muse purposefully marking mine up with bruises, hickies, ect.
[ wall ]Â Â your muse shoving mine up against a wall.
// today has been a sad and hard day. I do hope tomorrow will be better, Iâm truly grateful I can run away from life from time to time... wish you all goodnight
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It wasnât one of the brightest days, nor one of the warmest around the Velenâs territory. One couldâve said, though, that it wasnât even one of the coldest or worst day among the whole season. It was quite misty, but not so foggy as it couldâve been and probably was mostly during winter - and summer to be honest. God, Jaskier hated those placesâ weather.Â
The bardâs clothes were all dirty, especially his pants, since he and his witcher friend decided to take a very muddy way. Beside, it was probably impossible to find a way that wasnât muddy at all. Ah, shit, Jaskier needed a new pair of boots and especially new clothes so badly. The fine silk was so ruined. But that was the price to pay to live and write great stories, wasnât it?Â
« GeraltâŠÂ  » , he sighed at some point - probably causing the witcher to feel the pain he often felt when the silence was broken. But, come on, he was able to stay silent for at least one hour. That was honestly too much silence for the bard to handle.
« Are you sure⊠this is the right direction? » , he asked and without waiting for the answer to come he immediately added « And I mean sure as in sure âsureâ. Not as in âI once was around this places and I have the vague memory of this being the right wayâ sure, you know. »
He was quite nervous, and he was not trying to hide it at all. After all they were on the way after Geralt accepted a contract from a village nearby, and that probably implied terrifying swampy monsters and stuff.
Silence. Sweet silence. One hour is all it took for Jaskier to break the silence and it makes Geralt sigh. Why does he let the bard come with him? Truth be told, Geralt doesnât mind his company. Itâs nice, actually. Heâs always on his own out here, it can be lonely sometimes, itâs nice to have a friend.
Even if that friend can sometimes be annoying and reckless and he has to save his ass more times than he cares for. His head turns to look at the man, heâs sitting comfortably atop Roach instead of walking.
Perhaps he should let the bard up on the horse too. He looks exhausted and heâs covered in mud. Something that Geralt doesnât mind, itâs not the first time he or Roach have both been covered in mud.
A roll of his eyes and he gently steers Roach to a stop. âGet up here.â Does Jaskier even know how to climb ontop a horse without falling over? âStop asking questions. I know how to track monsters.âÂ
Once Jaskier started talking... he won't stop so easily. That's why he kept saying random things without even waiting for an actual answer from Geralt. Mostly because he didn't expected to receive an actual answer and when he did he frowned, looking back with a worried expression as if he heard some noises coming from all that fog. But that was just an impression, of course... right?
« You- Are you.. asking me to get up on Roach? Am I hearing right or am I already under the sweet sweet effects of a witch's illusion? », he asked, but as before without waiting for an answer or waiting for the witcher to tell him that twice, he just came closer and jumped on the horse's back. He did that even with a good move, for anyone who didn't know that he could actually ride a horse and was even able to jump onthe mount without worrying too much. Not sure why he never rent a horse for himself though... ah, right. The lack of coins.
« To be honest, you could've asked me to jump on earlier, look at my poor clothes covered in mug. I do hope this contract is worth the effort and especially will make us gain tons of coins. A great part will need to go on a new outfit! »
Jaskier sighed. That place was horrifying. It was so hard to see inches away and trees just came out of the mist when they get closer to them every time. It was clearly horrific for the bard.
He had the impulse to start playing a few notes from his lute just to break the tension, but re thought about it in the end because whatever was around the place, it was hiding in the mist and could've been closer than he knew. Than they knew...
« What even is this monster, Geralt? What tracks are you following, there is only mud and mist around here... », he noted looking down at the grownd - couldn't believe he just walked through that path for a full hour without complaining not even once.
