#punk jaskier

[bodysnatcherrrr]

Using the encouragement he got from the seven beers he had downed during the set, Jaskier thought it was a splendid idea to stumble his way towards the handsome bass player and slip him his number. Scampering off as fast as his legs could take him in his inebriated daze. 

Geralt found him oddly endearing. 

[sargassostories]

ok, listen to me. carefully............ punk!jaskier ......... And.......... soft!geralt..........👀

omg despite an image coming up in the ol queue i love this

especially if geralt is just extremely Dad, like

Geralt is getting Ciri a puppy for her birthday

while he’s at Petsmart, looking at the collars, he bumps into Jaskier, who is also shopping for collars

Jaskier takes one look at this literal polo shirt dad and thinks “wow challenge accepted”

but especially when Geralt sees his piercings and eyeliner and sort of shivers

so Jaskier asks Geralt what he thinks of the collar he’s holding, and Geralt says it looks great, depending: how big is his dog?

and Jaskier looks him up and down and says “big enough for you, dad” and just rips off the tag, puts it on, and walks out of the store

but then Geralt runs into Jaskier again but it’s at Jaskier’s lame job as a bagger at Albertson’s, and he has to take out most of his piercings and look straightedge

and Geralt never does, but when Jaskier asks sullenly and slightly embarrassed, “Need any help?”-- Geralt says “Yes, thank you.” And watches Jaskier bring his groceries to his Kia Sedona

but Geralt, wow, he feels something? so all he can think to do is give this guy his fucking business card and say “if you ever need anything”

and Jaskier tells him-- what’s your name? Gerald?

Geralt

Gerald???

Geralt.

Well you’re full of shit. And he dares him to come to a show

but the thing is......Geralt does

he at least has the decency to wear a (tight!!!) black tshirt and black jeans, and oh no Jaskier cannot stop staring at his ass

(Geralt has short early-grey hair and a clipped beard)

and Geralt hates every single moment of the show while he sips on his diet Coke because he doesn’t drink anymore, and Jaskier gets pretttty fucked up and flirts with every single person who isn’t Geralt

Jaskier’s friends leave and Geralt notices the group they’re with does not look so friendly anymore, so he possessively grabs Jaskier to like, defend his honor, and Jaskier is so charmed, but so fucked up-- Geralt eventually has to throw him over his shoulder and get him into the Kia Sedona and drive him home

Jaskier texts him later to apologize, like a really long rambling text, and Geralt just texts back: “Have you eaten anything today? -Geralt”

So he comes over and Geralt has heated up a frozen lasagna, his daughter is with wife, but they’re separated. They get into it, how Yen wants an open relationship, but Geralt is scared, he thinks she just doesn’t want him, and Jaskier is just so fucking charmed he just spits out

who wouldn’t want you? you’re gorgeous

And Geralt fully blushes from his white sneakers up to his cheekbones

Jaskier just asks if he’s ever been with a man, thinking he’ll get another rise out of him

but Geralt is like “lots-- I’m bi, it’s just been a while, since...”

and Jaskier’s like “because most guys your age... I’m not into being anyone’s one-time slumming it exploration, you know?”

and Geralt is so fucking tender when he looks at him and says, “don’t say that. slumming it. don’t say that.” and they kiss

they do a lot more than kiss, but it’s cuddles-only day today

anyway that’s how Dad Geralt decides to grow out his hair and open up his marriage to Yen

[takenbyemrys]

Punk Jaskier is *chefs kiss*

[bodysnatcherrrr]

Geralt doesn’t know what to do with an overly confident Jaskier.

[bodysnatcherrrr]

[bodysnatcherrrr]

Lil drunk Geralt getting a piggy back ride from an unprepared Jaskier.

(I'm trying to figure out bodies and it's not going too well yet. 🙃 Also, please ignore how ginormous Geralt's head looks compared to Jaskier's. 🤷🏻‍♀️)

[bodysnatcherrrr]

“Please, Geralt.” It wasn’t normal for Jaskier to beg or plead, but with the way the ivory man before him was being utterly defiant for no reason, he kept asking, “Geralt, come on.” He reached for the glove covered hand and gave it a firm squeeze and tug.

Snow dusted the narrow ally way the two men occupied, puffs of air filling the small space between them, “Jaskier, it’s five blocks. I’ll be fine.” Geralt giving the hand in his own a reassuring squeeze and a small smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes as they cast down at their intertwined hands. 

“If it’s only five blocks then it’s no problem at all for me to take you home.” Jaskier pressed softly, pulling Geralt flush into his chest, “Plus, what kind of boyfriend am I if I haven’t even met the ever-famous Roach?”

The smallest of laughs ghosted into Jaskier’s ears, prompting him to nuzzle his nose into the rune tattoo on Geralt’s neck, “Fine, you can meet the damn cat.” Geralt huffed and allowed himself to be guided to Jaskier’s car.

[bodysnatcherrrr]

Jaskier idly sitting by as he may or may not have a crush on the stunning bass player on stage at his local bar. The shining white hair hard to peel his gaze away from.