Prompt 20

Prompt 20

Jaskier is wasted. Absolutely shitfaced. Drunk as a

s k u n k.

Geralt is exasperated, but he can't be too mad at Jaskier. Jaskier's been acting kind of sad recently. Maybe he's working through another breakup. Geralt can be concerned, but he's not angry. He'll just roll his eyes a little and drag his drunk bard to their room and make sure he passes out on the bed and not the floor. Except drunk Jaskier has quite a lot to tell this mysterious new man who came and brought him to his room. Does this man know Geralt? He's sharing this room with Geralt, did you know, mysterious man? Oh yes, dear old Geralt, his bestest friend in the world... He's also MADLY in love with him. Terribly so. Hasn't had a fling in months, not that Geralt has noticed. (And shit.. He hadn't.) Jaskier is just so stuck on Geralt. Has been for years, but lately it's gotten so bad he can't even fuck around or flirt too much without just feeling... sad. But fret not, mysterious man. As long as you don't tell any of this to Geralt, I'll bother you with my sorrowful tale no longer :)

Jaskier wakes up with one hell of a hangover, and a suspiciously antsy and overly-friendly witcher. Geralt's clearly nervous to bring up something.. But what?

Prompt 35

Geralt has a staring problem. Especially for his bard. When Jaskier eats, Geralt stares. Stares. Stares. Memorizes how his lips look, wrapping around a fork. How they redden after a sip of wine. How he licks his fingers. How his eyes roll back in delight when he eats food from an inn after a few days of Geralt's cooking in a row. When Jaskier sleeps, Geralt stares. Stares. Stares. The way Jaskier's finger twitches occasionally. The way his eyes move around underneath his eyelids. The soft breaths from his parted lips. The way his stomach shows when he lifts his arms up. The way he snores and rolls around mindlessly. When Jaskier plays, Geralt stares. Stares. Stares. The way Jaskier's fingers dance across his beloved lute's strings. The extravagant and overly colorful clothing he wears. How he winks at Geralt in the audience. How he bounces around the stage in pure joy. The way he bares his throat on the final few notes. Jaskier assumes witchers just must not need to blink that much.

This is my favorite art in the entire world and I need more people writing geralt like this he's just a silly lil guoy underneath all the grump and trauma! Let him lick his bard and growl at leaves!

😵‍💫. scribbles of feral Geralt or maybe just potions gone wrong Geralt, you decide

[ID several messy sketches of feral black-eyed Geralt and an exasperated Jaskier. Geralt bites Jaskier’s cheek in a friendly way, he carries Jaskier over his head as he runs around, he buries his face in Jaskier’s chest hair and purrs as Jaskier says “yeah, yeah everybody loves the chest hair”. In the center Jaskier looks tired and exasperated with Geralt as Geralt sniffs and squeezes him. To the right Geralt licks Jaskier’s cheek and Jaskier says “ewwwwwww Geralt!. Geralt stands protectively in front of Jaskier growling fiercely as Jaskier tiredly says “that’s a leaf Geralt” and lastly Geralt sits right next to Jaskier and stares intensely at him as Jaskier tries to eat his dinner. End ID]

Prompt 25

Jaskier knows that look.

L U S T....

For his own lithe nubile baowdy! Geralt's gaze l i n g e r s when Jaskier is bathing in a creek, or when he stretches out in his bedroll, or when he licks his lips after a fine sip of toussainti wine. But Geralt still isn't bending him over and going to town. Jaskier decides he must be even more alluring. He'll start dressing more and more provocatively and scandalously until Geralt's restraint breaks and they end up making out against a wall or something. If it turns out Geralt isn't interested, at least someone in his audience will want to bugger him silly after seeing his outfits, right? Win/win!

Prompt 30

Jaskier sleeptalks. Geralt is fine with this. Until he isn't. At first it was nice. A low hum in the background to know that Jaskier was still alive and well. Sweet mumblings and murmurings and sometimes even singing. But then Jaskier started having bad dreams, and now Geralt wakes up every few hours to "Geralt!" said in a gasp of panic. Geralt gets tired of the startling one night, and moves his bedroll right beside Jaskier's and holds him in the hopes of comforting the bard, only to just now get much happier sounding "Geralt"s in Jaskier's sleep. Now Geralt can't sleep because Jaskier, while still fast asleep, is asking him opinions on songs, complaining about the food they're apparently eating in dreamworld, and weirdest of all, complimenting Geralt ad nauseam. Geralt begins to grow into being able to tune out Jaskier's mumblings and finally sleep for once, only for Jaskier to make a new kind of "Geralt" in his sleep. This one sounded a bit breathless, like his gasps of fear, but he sounded warm and happy. Jaskier makes the noise ONCE that night, and yet Geralt is wide awake for HOURS. Terrified to move, or blink, or breathe, because WAIT HUH?

Prompt 29

Geralt starts giving flowers to Jaskier whenever he seems sad. Buttercups, dandelions, delphiniums, daffodils, begonias, roses, lilacs, lilies, anything and everything. Every time Geralt hands him a single little flower, puny as it is, Jaskier just begins to beam. He'll be in a good mood for days afterward, he'll constantly show if off by wearing it behind his ear, or pinned to his doublet, or pressed in his journal. Geralt decides to start giving him flowers at more regular intervals to optimize Jaskier mood efficiency. And it works! He's always happy now! But then one day he gets sad again, and Geralt panics and gets him extra flowers in order to fix it, and now he gives him whole bouquets every other week or so. But he does it as a friend! Obviously. But then one day Jaskier thanks him for the bouquet by giving him a big fat wet kiss on the lips and suddenly Geralt's rethinking the whole "platonic" thing, because the kiss is quite nice actually. And so is the idea of doing it again.