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losing my patience for rendering so take this half-sketch in lieu of a finished piece
somebody yell at me to go to bed so i can wake up and finish the full crop of this tomorrow
Jaskier learned early on that loving Geralt meant learning restraint.
Not because Geralt didn't care. Jaskier had never doubted that, not really. But witchers weren't made for casual touches, for absent-minded affection. So Jaskier kept his hands mostly to himself. He settled for brushing shoulders, for bumping knees by the fire, for smiles instead of embraces. He loved Geralt quietly, in the language Geralt understood.
Years passed.
One evening, the tavern was loud enough to shake the rafters. Jaskier stood in the middle of it all, frowning at his lute as he carefully tuned a stubborn string. Patrons called his name, tankards clinked, someone shouted for another song.
The door opened.
Geralt strode in, mud on his boots and fresh scratches across his armor.
"Contract done," he grunted as he walked past.
Jaskier looked up with a grin. "Welcome back. I'll just fin-"
"I'm going to sleep."
"All right, I'll be up in-"
Geralt stopped.
Turned.
Without a word, he slipped two fingers beneath Jaskier's chin, tilting his face up. In front of half the tavern, in front of merchants, drunks and the serving girls who'd been flirting shamelessly with the bard all evening, Geralt leaned down and kissed him.
It wasn't hurried. It wasn't passionate.
Just deep enough to linger. Sweet enough to steal every coherent thought from Jaskier's head. Chaste enough that it somehow made it infinitely worse.
When Geralt pulled away, he rested his forehead there for the briefest heartbeat.
"Good night."
Then he walked upstairs.
Jaskier remained exactly where he'd been left, one hand still gripping a tuning peg.
The tavern had gone suspiciously quiet.
Someone coughed.
Someone else whispered, "Did... did the White Wolf just kiss him?"
Jaskier stared after Geralt with the expression of a man who had just witnessed magic.
He had graduated Oxenfurt with highest honors.
He had debated philosophers, charmed kings, survived djinns, dragons, and destiny itself.
And yet, in that moment, he could not have told anyone his own name.
His lute gave an offended twang as the string he'd been tuning snapped.
Jaskier blinked at it.
"...I think," he said faintly, "I've forgotten how lutes work."
He thinks hes so cool getting drenched in the rain and he is and I hate him 😤
Did have a lot of fun doing this piece tho! ///>v</// Its so fun to draw him so ethereal looking
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Long time no see! Life has been crazy as life often is, and since The Witcher 3's third dlc was announced I had been itching to replay... so I did! And it made me want to make myself a new phone background. I love Geralt to death.
Something neuroscience-y that helps with prose: attention is selective. A character will not notice everything in a room. They will notice what matters to their goal, fear, desire, training, wound, or obsession. A jealous character notices hands. a hungry character notices food. A soldier notices exits. A lonely character notices pairs. Description becomes character when attention has a bias.
worst guy in the world and his emotional support immortal ageless seer who knows he’s doomed but still hangs out with him anyway
more of nine sols with gravity falls quotes fanart part 1
i was too lazy to draw all the symbols in the bgs for the kuafu comic so i just used the brush with my username lol
also im struggling so much to draw yi, he's literally just a circle with ears WHY IS HE SO HARD TO DRAW i might have to make some modelsheets for myself
references + kuafu panels without dialogue bubbles⬇️⬇️
I think Jaskier should be able to give Geralt an extra die when he sings. Or, you know, the closest videogame equivalent.
life is much more bearable when you have something to be hyperfixated on.
Mortal Hug 💕
Yi: AHHHH! MY BACK!
Kuafu: Omg Yi! Are you ok!?!
Yi: Yeah.. Auch, i'm ok don't worry
Geralt is such a good protag to me because he is an impossibly good monster hunter and swordsman, has 1/3 of the continent's population (male and female) in love with him, is very articulate and intelligent- and yet he is still a bit of a loser. Girldad to deeply concerning teenager. Is in a 30-year-long situationship. Falls out with his best friend like they're on the playground. Spends all the money he barely scrapes up on a new jacket. Immediately ruins said jacket. So it goes.
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Was going through my old art folders and found this half-finished piece just sitting there, quietly judging me.
HOW did I forget about it? HOW?? 😤