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Geralt, returning from a hunt finds his bard humming to himself in the middle of a small clearning they found. The sun was already low, setting the scene in oranges and yellows.
“Oh, Geralt!” The bard watches Geralt approach him slowly, with the fondest look on his face. He drops his scabbard near their bags, never taking his eyes of him before stopping infront of him with his hand out.
Jaskier tilts his head, confused. Was he asking for something? A potion? Geralt chuckles and shakes his head, reading his mind. Slowly he reaches for the musician’s hand and pulls him up, resting his other hand on the other’s waist, bringing him close.
“Keep singing.” He smiles and Jaskier tries not to melt on the spot once he feels them move to his voice. He sings, clumsily and holding back chuckles when his witcher suprises him with abrupt dips and spins. They dance and dance, the grass beneath their boots flattened, a few flowers and dandelions caught in the damage.
After a particularly unsuccessful spin that just lead to Jaskier headbutting his witcher in the chin and a good 5 minutes of laughing, the two find themselves softly swaying in the middle of the clearing.
how much shall we make jaskier pose this season? joey batey: yes
The tags on this post are so good. Some of my faves:
Weirdly specific but relatable:
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The affectionately derogatory:
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So much thirst (deeply relatable):
And the most relatable tag I’ve ever seen:
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Lemme tell you, it was incredibly hard narrowing down the long list of tags that made me laugh, nod in agreement, or just generally have to immortalise down into just ten.
Jules was in the human realm again for the first time since the sacking. He had wanted to go home long before now but his mother wouldn’t let him out of her sight at court. He became an adult by fae standards ten years ago but that didn’t mean his mother couldn’t find other means to keep him from leaving. Eventually though he got hold of a lute, some bard clothes, snuck back into the human realm and took up the name Jaskier to make it harder to find him. He’s been wondering the continent as a traveling bard trying to hear anything he can about what was left of the wolf school ever since.
Finding out knowledge of any Witchers yet alone a particular guild of them was easier said than done. In the past year he’s only managed to find two, one viper and one cat. He didn’t get much out of either of them but the viper and cat schools got never along the with the wolf school in the first place so it wasn’t that surprising.
He was going to give it a few more months then actually pluck up the nerve to go back home to Kaer Morhen and see what is left and go from there. Right about now Jaskier wishes he didn’t put such a good anti tracking spell on the medallions or he could find anyone he wanted. The majority of those who where out on the path during the sacking wore medallions he had enchanted in the first place so it wouldn’t have been hard otherwise.
Melina Deschke: “One-hit wonder in the first season to pop star in season two he seems to struggle a bit in season three. But will he have a comeback?”
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