#monster!jaskier

[the-tooth-goblin]

Monster jaskier

[yolki-palki]

Did someone say rusalki!Jaskier? No? Too bad.

[alwerakoo]

Every creature!Jaskier fic be like

Jaskier: I can confirm that i am not a monster as i have blood

Geralt: Is it your blood?

Jaskier: It is blood, yes

[thefatedthoughtofyou]

In Darkness, A Light

It's dark in the woods. Always so dark. No light ever shines through the twisted branches he's made his home. No light. Only darkness. Always the darkness.

He likes it that way. He feels at home there. It curls around him and holds him tight. Day. Night. There is darkness. Always.

He fits there. In the dark. His skin long since turned dark as coal. His eyes, black as night, sit in their sockets, inky pools. He's not sure they'd reflect light if it ever shone here.

He remembers the light. The warmth it use to fill him with. He fears that now, should he see the sun, it would burn him. Set his soul aflame and send him scurrying back to the darkness. He lies in the dark. Surrounded by dark. And becomes, the dark.

And then a branch snaps.

His head cocks to the side, inky eyes scanning the dark tangle of trees around him. At first he sees nothing. Just the dark that he's come to love and be loved by in return. And then he sees it.

A glimmer of silver hair.

He creeps forward. Silent. Passing through the darkness toward the light.

He climbs high. Looking down on this man sat atop a horse, passing slowly through his woods, his silver hair hanging down his back, shining brightly. He squints, the low glimmer burning his eyes in the dark. He can feel the silver the man carries. It hums in the darkness, low and violent. His shadowy skin crawls as it fills his ears. Yet he lowers himself, closer and closer as his eyes adjust to the spark of light in his dark world.

"I know you're there. Shadow."

He stops moving. His nails, sharp as daggers, dig into the tree he clings to. He holds his breath. The man's voice is deep. And though he spoke quietly, barely above a whisper. It was thunder in his ears after so long in silence.

"If you mean to attack me, I'd advise against it."

He shakes his head. His ears fuzzy. That thundering soft voice making him tremble. He opens his mouth. Meaning to speak. And closes it again. He doesn't remember how. His throat is tight. It burns as he sits silent in the dark. The man looks over his shoulder, yellow eyes glowing in the dark. Not human then. Something else.

He sits. Still as a stone. Watches the yellow eyes pass over him without seeing, and swallows roughly. The man begins moving again. His horse stepping gently through the trees. He waits. Waits for the man to turn around. To come back and hunt him. To drive one of those silver swords deep into him. End him. Send him into a new world of darkness. One he fears would be much less welcoming than this one.

He lets go of the tree. Falls through the dark and lands silently on his feet. The earth is warm, to him. He's been cold for ages, cold and dark going hand in hand in this dark world of his. He cocks his head again, listening. He hears the hoof beats. Quieted by the thick covering of leaves on the ground.

He clenches his fists at his sides, pointed black nails digging into his pitch black skin. He takes a deep breathe, eyes closed, listening. The silver swords flashing behind his eyes. He flinches, back bumping the tree he'd been in, what's left of his heart beats fast in his chest.

He braces himself, palms splayed on the dying bark of the tree, shakes his head. He breathes deeply again, eyes finding the low glimmer of the silver hair through the twists and turns of branches. He squints, eyes stinging at the shine once more.

He pushes himself away from the tree, and follows the light deeper into the dark.

[poisonousbuttercup]

@calsyee requested any Ke$ha lyric + Jaskier

Featuring /bonus monster/demon!Jaskier no one wanted or asked for!

[katerdaddy]

Spoopy banshee or ghost Jaskier

I just wanted to draw scary trees

(Click for high-res)

[telepathicteacup]

- Incubus Jaskier & Witcher Geralt -

Going into a village, Geralt hears rumours of a terrifying creature in the deep forest. A creature who kills and hangs human skulls to display in the trees. An easy contract for a witcher.

He has no idea that stumbling upon a creature that will change his life forever.

Finish the story with me, I am looking for a Geralt to roleplay with me! Pm me for more details. ♡

[yolki-palki]

Somehow we ended up here. With pin up, monster boy, boyfriend quasi Jaskier corpse boy... Yes that's a literal heart he's holding.

Each day we stray further and further from the light of canon.