Whoever said The Amazing Devil is meant to be listened to in cheap earbuds/headphones wasn't wrong because DAYUM I think I just had a religious experience.
When Geralt first heard the news that Jaskier had died, he immediately embarked on a journey to discover the truth and, most importantly, to identify who might have been behind it.
His search took him to Lettenhove, Jaskier's hometown, where the bard was reportedly buried. However, upon reaching the grave, Geralt was taken aback to learn that Jaskier's cause of death was listed as some sort of illness.
This struck Geralt as impossible, knowing that years earlier, Jaskier had taken a potion that made him immune to both aging and illness. The only plausible way for Jaskier to have died would have been through a violent end.
The apparent inconsistency in the story made Geralt wonder: if the cause of death was fabricated, what other lies had been told? His suspicions grew, leading him to dig up Jaskier's grave, where he discovered it to be empty.
This left Geralt with a troubling question: why would anyone go to such lengths to make it seem like Jaskier was dead, and, more importantly, where had the bard gone?
“Jaskier's cursed,” he said bluntly, “we need you to break it.”
She looked the bard up and down. He looked fine outwardly. There were no obvious signs. Whoever had cursed him must have been fond of his pretty face to not marr it.
“What kind of curse?”
This time Geralt didn't save him. He twisted his head towards him and nodded towards her. If it were possible, Jaskier turned even more red. He chewed his lip nervously before answering.
“It doesn't work,” he mumbled.
“Sorry, what?”
“It. Doesn't. Work.”
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Jaskier and Geralt seek Yennefer out to break a curse. It seems they'll have to do this the old fashioned way.
Geralt: Do you remember that hoodie I let you borrow?
Jaskier: The black one?
Geralt: Correct.
Jaskier: I do remember it.
Geralt: Okay, I want it back.
Jaskier:
Geralt: Give me my hoodie back.
Jaskier: Why do you need it?
Geralt: What??
Jaskier: Why do you need your hoodie back??
Ok Ik we’ve been joking about reverse tropes but the reverse one bed trope could and probably has worked for geraskier
Like they get a room at the inn and there’s two beds and they are both secretly really upset about it bc they both crave each others touch so much and the only time they really get to enjoy it is when they are pretending to sleep
Or the when they approach the innkeeper to rent a room for the night and they are all, “oh don’t worry about us just the one room with the one bed, wouldn’t want to put out your already showing us so much generosity” trying to j get the one room and one bed and out of the conversation but the innkeeper is like “No no I insist, the Witcher is doing our town such a great service and you master bard look oh so wary from the road we can’t have you tired before you performance tonight we have so many people looking forward to it! You simply must each have your own bed! I’m tact you must each have your own room on the house” *undignified protests* “none sense in fact we will have two baths delivered to each of your rooms at the same time yes what a splendid idea- no you must accept our show of gratitude ok here are your keys off you go bye bye”
*cue one miserable bard and one equally miserable Witcher*
Bonus points if Yennefer told the innkeeper that the boys hate staying in the same room and find it wholly impolite and such impropriety reflects badly on the whole town- j bc she’s seen the two idiots and is tired of their pinning bull shit