#and Jaskier is still Julian

[thelostgirl21]

One thing I really want to see happen in Season 4...

Valdo Marx: Nice to see you again, Joseph!

Jaskier: *Heavy sigh* That's -

Yarpen: *Stepping in front of him protectively.* Julian Alfred Pankratz to you, you dying sounding beached whale! Only his friends call him Joseph!

Jaskier: Ah, actually, that's Jaskier.

Yarpen: *Dismissively.* Yeah, I KNOW.

Jaskier: *Getting all teary eyed.* I know you do.

#The Witcher #Jaskier #Yarpen Zigrin #Their friendship is legendary #Valdo Marx #Their rivalry is a legendary #Does Valdo know Jaskier is a honorary member of a fierce dwarven mercenary company yet? #No but seriously I kind of headcanon that the reason Yarpen is so pissed at continuously being reminded that Jaskier's named #Julian Alfred Pankratz #Is because he noticed that Geralt and even Yennefer were calling him “Jaskier” #While Jaskier introduced himself to Yarpen using his whole freaking name! #Jaskier just wanted to be respectful and polite #Yarpen took it as a desire to put some emotional distance between them and imply he hadn't earned the right to call him by his #Chosen / preferred named #And then despite all they went through together on that mountain and claiming to be a friend #Jaskier still continues to insist on introducing himself using his full bloody name! #Like what does a dwarf have to do to get some familiarity and recognition of kinship from that bloody bard? #But then Jaskier puts his life on the line to help Yarpen's men... #And Yarpen realizes that Jaskier cares enough to take an arrow to the back (or to the lute at least) to keep them safe.. #He's not a warrior that revels in the rush of battle! #He's just a scared bard rushing headfirst into the fray just because he wants to help any injured dwarves #Even if that means potentially sacrificing himself... #So maybe human customs are weird... #Maybe Jaskier has been waiting for *HIM* to start calling him “Jaskier” and officially signal the start of a friendship... #Maybe that formal introduction wasn't a slight on Jaskier's part and that overgrown puppy of a bard has been waiting for Yarpen to finally #adopt him like an idiot! #And so Yarpen chooses to skip the formalities and go straight for “thank you JASKIER” to make it clear that he does consider him a friend.. #My Posts #My thoughts #In tags form

[spielzeugkaiser]

I am back - with the baby!!

#jaskier #the witcher #julian alfred pankratz #geraskier lovechild #milek #omegaverse #am I still dying tho? you can bet on it

[yourmusicmuse]

I made more Witcher memes y'all, get silly and eat up >:3

#the witcher netflix #the witcher memes #the witcher #geralt of rivia #jaskier #julian alfred pankratz #yennefer of vengerberg #geraskier #yenralt #henry cavill #anya chalotra #joey batey #i still havent gotten to season two oops. im not a bingewatcher im a brainrotter

[leighsartworks216]

Jaskier and Geralt is ADHD and Autism solidarity

#every time someone points out how Geralt doesnt speak much or enjoys petting roach to calm himself down #im like oh hell yeah hes non verbal and stimming #and jaskier who cannot sit still or be quiet for two seconds #who is ready to jump into adventure bc its new and exciting #and who fidgets by rubbing fingers together #and stims by making music #i love em #the witcher #the witcher netflix #netflix the witcher #geralt #geralt of rivia #jaskier #jaskier the bard #julian alfred pankratz #geraskier

[bilberry-jam]

Might I perhaps offer you a dandelion? Perhaps even a buttercup if you will?

Embarrassingly forgot to draw the embroidery I wanted to add to his clothing ;-;

#the witcher #the witcher books #dandelion #gerlion #jaskier #bibs has no idea how to draw a lute ;; #dandelion my beloved #julian alfred pankratz #geralt of rivia #geraskier #I’ve been here a while now i still am unsure how to tag #my art #bilberry is brainrotting again

[smolalienbee]

s1 geraskier // When the bard first joins him on the path, Geralt doesn’t think he’ll remain by his side long. Jaskier, though, repeatedly proves him wrong.

The first night they spend together, Geralt half expects the bard to try and jump his bones. He doesn’t, though, apparently too occupied composing his next song.

“How about -” he strums the lute, making a series of noises that Geralt doesn’t think he’ll ever get accustomed to.

They sit by a fire together. Two bedrolls nearby, next to one another, and that, also, is a new sight. The bard was quick to claim a spot right next to Geralt, all while muttering something about needing to keep warm at night. Geralt didn’t protest it.

“No, that’s not quite right, is it - I should try -”

“Bard,” Geralt grunts.

Finally, the bard looks at him. His eyes widen when he notices the food that Geralt is holding out towards him.

“You haven’t eaten since we left Posada,” Geralt says simply.

And it’s not so much that Geralt is worried about him. It’s more so that he doesn’t want to have a dead body on his hands and, for some reason, the bard refuses to leave.

“Oh. Oh, how lovely. Thank you.”

He will. It’s just a matter of time before he does, Geralt thinks.

Their first fight happens when the bard stubbornly refuses to let Geralt cross through Blaviken. He learns quick, apparently, because after that first punch, not only does he not bring up the tales of a butcher, but also his scent fills with both concern and rage whenever someone else does.

Now, he stands stubbornly in front of Roach, arms crossed as he looks up at Geralt.

“No, no, no, Geralt, you don’t really want to go there, do you?”

“It’s the quickest route.”

“And it is also Blaviken! We can go around, why are you in such a rush all of a sudden?”

“I’m going,” Geralt growls at him, already steering Roach to step around him. “You can stay behind if you so choose, bard.”

This will be it, Geralt thinks. No more of lute melodies or irritating songs. Just blessed silence that he now so dreads.

“Oh for Melitele’s sake.”

To Geralt’s surprise, there’s a heavy sigh from behind and then footsteps follow. The bard rushes after him.

“Geralt, slow down! I’m coming. I’m coming! Gods, you can be so stubborn sometimes. Did you truly believe I was going to let you go there alone?”

“Hm.”

Geralt doesn’t say that he did.

The first time the bard sings Toss A Coin in front of an audience, Geralt sits in the back and fears the worst.

They have just arrived in this town and most of the people gathered at the tavern seem blissfully unaware of a witcher’s presence. The bard has gone through his usual repertoire of jaunty tunes and Geralt hasn’t been expecting him to get to this one - in fact, he’s certain the reason the bard hadn’t brought it up before is because he knew Geralt would protest it.

Now, though, it’s too late. The bard sings of elves and devils, a nicely colorized version of what had happened in Posada.

It doesn’t go well.

But rather than blame Geralt for it, the bard is furious with the crowd around him. Even if Geralt hadn’t believed the bard’s words, his posture, his scent, they all give it away. The way he puts himself in front of Geralt when they leave, as though trying to shield him from the townsfolk.

“Absurd, this is simply absurd,” the bard huffs and puffs once they’re outside. “They know nothing! How can they claim that - gods, they don’t even know you, if they had known the things you’ve done for them -”

“Bard.”

“No, no, don’t give me that, don’t tell me this is fine, it is very much not!”

“You don’t even know what I was going to say.”

“Well, I think I’ve been around you enough to be able to guess, my dear friend.”

Friend.

It’s the first time the bard has called him his friend.

After a particularly bad hunt, Geralt stumbles into their room still high on potions, black veins running through his face and all senses heightened, painfully so.

The moment he opens the door, the bard begins to ramble, except he cuts himself off as soon as he looks up and his eyes land on Geralt.

The bard blinks, slowly, and the movement of his body rings loudly in Geralt’s ears. He tries not to read too much into the bard’s expression or the way his heart skips a beat as he continues to stare. Instead, Geralt continues forward on unsteady legs until his knees hit the edge of the bed and buckle underneath him. He sways, but to his surprise there’s a hand on his shoulder that steadies him

“Alright, big guy, slowly,” the bard says, his voice barely a murmur. As though he knows how loud everything is, how overwhelming. As though he listened when Geralt had told him about the potions, about their effects.

He must have.

“Come on, now. Let’s - yeah. Let’s get you sitting.”

And the bard sits with him, not a trace of fear on him, even as Geralt trembles with the aftershocks, more beast than a human.

It’s the first time Geralt dares to believe that Jaskier will stay.

#smolalienbeewrites #geraskiersource #geraskier #twn #geralt of rivia #geralt x jaskier #jaskier x geralt #jaskier the bard #julian alfred pankratz #the witcher #witcher #jaskier #geralt #ever since i rewatched 1x02 yesterday this has been plaguing me #just early s1 geraskier #immediately after posada #and geralt constantly thinks jask wont stick around #and they're both still learning each other #just #yeah #i have a lot of thoughts but i only managed to get out this 800 words #we'll see if thats enough for me to deal with these thoughts #fully abandoned my rewatch mid 1x04 just to write this

[slowpokegamer]

I've said this before, and I'll say it again to preface this post: I love Jaskier, I am not immune to any form of Dandelion.

That being said, as much as I love the song Burn Butcher Burn, I absolutely DESPISE the context of it given how the Witcher Netflix absolutely butchered (aha.) Geralt and Dandelion's relationship and friendship

I can. Absolutely go insane and dump all my thoughts about it here, but I don't think people fully want my essay yet. Tl;Dr, I forever hate how season 2 (and a bit of season 1 for that matter :/ ) took one of Geralt's defining relationships and misunderstood it so bad to the point we got bad fanfiction level of writing between the characters for the following however many episodes until season 3, where their relationship was "fixed" and by fixed I mean Geralt at least isn't punching and screaming at Jaskier anymore and treats him... Somewhat like a friend.

#in my feels tonight I'm sorry #i still loved season 3 it fixed a lot of issues i had outside of Jaskier's characterization #but burn butcher burn as banging as it is makes me so MAD SOMETIMES 😭😭😭 #the witcher #the witcher netflix #the witcher books #jaskier #geralt of rivia #dandelion #julian alfred pankratz

[mel-kusanagi]

jaskier and oberyn

i once had a phase on twitter when i was very heavily into the witcher netflix series all because of the wonderful presence of joey batey as jaskier which i HEAVILY shipped jaskier with pedro pascal's oberyn martell from game of thrones thanks to some of my old witcher mutuals on twitter which later named as the "sunshine ship" which a few others joined in the crackship with some silly headcanons here and there. i for myself did some several fanart of them.

this later engulfed and infested in my mind of how the chemistry wouldve been if joey and pedro are casted together in a show/movie lmao. (which is also why my mando oc is facecasted(?) as joey)

its been a long time since i draw the ship and when i saw the teaser trailer for the third season, i may be probably back on the track. anywho, a wip:

would like to post some old art of them here along with my mando oc but let me know if you'd love to see them here in my tumblr jbhvhfvh

(ps i havent watched game of thrones yet sadly im sorry but ik oberyn is like only in one season which he brutally dies so vjdvjdfj)

#what good way to go back drawing them is with a pinch of angst #i remembered there was one pretty good ao3 fic of them and i loved it so much but sadly its not a finished series to this day jsvjvjjdvj #joey batey #pedro pascal #still need these two in a show or movie together i am begging #should i tag the ship here? fuck it #jaskier #julian alfred pankratz #oberyn martell #jaskier x oberyn #sunshine ship #wip #my art

[wickedlarkspur]

is anyone gonna talk about how underwhelming Ride of The Witcher was in the show. like Jaskier didn’t even properly sing it in an episode??? with the marketing it felt like it was gonna have this big moment but instead it felt like such an afterthought that was mainly there for fan service. now don’t get me wrong i love the song with my entire soul but i felt like this season was a let down with the amount of jaskier singing on the screen especially since season 2 killed it with that part. so yeah kinda disappointed that it didn’t have any relevance to the plot at all especially since all the theories of how it was incorporated were so good

#this is mostly just me being upset since i’m a jaskier stan first and a human being second #and i don’t think they could ever properly meet my standards #i did enjoy the fact that jaskier got more dimension this season though #even though they still keep brushing past things that i feel are trivial and would better the show #well well #at least they seem to realise his worth a little bit more #AND HE GOT A HORSE #jaskier #julian pankratz #the witcher #ride of the witcher

[3twindragons]

Now I got more!!!-for the fic I am planning to write along with an amazing person. We still work on the plot!! I really hope we can make it!!

These are the previous ones:

#jaskier #art #fanart #the witcher #julian alfred pankratz #geralt of rivia #geralt fanart #geralt x jaskier #future #fanfic #still doing it tho #geraskier #jaskier x geralt #My art 3td

[spielzeugkaiser]

hi, first off i really love your art. the h/c and warmth really hit me where i live and your illustration style is fantastic. lately i've been obsessed with the post where an unwell milek thinks geralt will leave him behind. was that an ingrained insecurity, assuming his super-witcher dad wouldn't have time for a sickly human kid?

[MASTERPOST] - Ahh, thank you for the ask! Yes, this scene.. I actually saw this a bit differently! It's not about Milek fearing Geralt will leave him behind, he actually wants him to. They need to find his Pa!! I think he often feels like a burden; Jaskier knows this, but Geralt isn't aware of this yet. Milek just wants to pull his weight, especially with Jaskier. A little sneak peak to their struggles regarding this:

Meanwhile Jaskier continues to struggle with his omega status.

#jaskier #the witcher #geraskier lovechild #julian alfred pankratz #omegaverse #there are various things happening here! a. Milek never really had to fear that Jaskier would leave him he knows he never ever would #b. Jaskier said again and again that he'll always care for him and loves him and that he doesn't have to pull any weight at all #c. Jaskier actually became the parent that just wants his kid to be educated and study and learn #(maybe because he knows Milek won't be able to do hard labour but also because he knows what Milek really wants to do) #(filed under: things I haven't drawn yet but they had their big fallout because of oxenfurt and university - things to come in the future) #d. Milek has watched Jaskier working his ass off in various jobs that he didn't like #(and he thinks that prostitution is the worst but only because they didn't properly talk about it before) #e. Jaskier is struggling with how he is percieved - which I think was never that much on his mind when he was travelling with Geralt #being a carefree bard and giving everyone the middlefinger who had some wrong ideas about what he could do and what not #but this is definitely an AU in which he doesn't have a good relationship with his father and he can still hear him say he'll become #'an unbonded omega with a bastard child working on the streets' and I think sometimes it gets to him #(because Jaskier is king of hating his parents ever being right about him) #that Jaskier kind of wants to spare Milek and quietly hopes we won't become an omega - even if he feels bad about it - shall become plot #(one dayyyy) #anyway that was a very long rant about Mileks complex relationship with him feeling like a burden

[internetaddict104]

JASKIER WITH A CANON BOYFRIEND OMFG

#radovid is no geralt but I’m still so fucking thrilled #the witcher #jaskier #julian alfred pankratz #prince radovid

[mysoulspiralbound]

i'm gonna need to start naming these soon aren't i (or another witcher au)

cw: temporary major character death and cannon typical swearing

look, witchers don't live forever, but they live far longer than any human could. consider geralt who falls in love with this fragile, fragile human and his heart can't take it. the pain when he dies. and 20 years later at some shitty inn he spots a bard, clearly green, who hasn't quite learned how to read a crowd yet. it's such a far cry from jaskier's talent he almost feels guilty that he's comparing the sound. but then this idiot bard swaggers over to him, grinning, without a trace of fear, and tells him "i love the way you just sit in the corner and brood". and yes, it's been a while, but geralt knows those words. the first ones jaskier ever said to him and he just breaks. like, actually just starts sobbing on this poor stranger who reminded him of a man who's been dead for 20 years how pathetic is that. and poor julian (who hasn't quite picked a flower for his name just yet) panics because he made a witcher cry somehow, what? and then geralt looks up and realizes this man doesn't just sound like jaskier, he looks just like him to. a smarter witcher would have tested this copy cat with silver. a smarter witcher wouldn't have gotten attached in the first place. but al geralt can bring himself to do is pull this bard in for a hug because it's him down to the scars that geralt knows how he got, and by whatever god saw it fit to bless him this way, it even smells like him. and julian, still very confused, is just patting this sobbing grown witcher who still hasn't said a word to him. and eventually geralt composes himself enough to explain, and he has not gotten better at telling stories in jaskier's absence, why he reacted quite so badly. a normal human would probably say 'i'm sorry for your loss' or 'i'm not who you think i am'. hell, a normal human would probably have left earlier, run away screaming even. so it's what julian does next that solidifies the belief that this is his bard reincarnated, no other explanation. julian, sweet sweet julian, offers to accompany this witcher.

"some of the most popular songs on this continent right now are about you, and people haven't had anything new to listen to in years. ever bard worth their salt knows you have to chase the good stories, and you seem like you are chalk full of them once i teach you how to tell them!"

and it's silly, geralt thinks, that this jaskier, no, julian his name was, would complain about years, when he has so few. silly how little death and rebirth have changed his bard. and no, julian isn't his, but the treacherous voice in his head whispers, 'not yet', and geralt knows he's coming. not, of course, that geralt could have stopped him.

'i can't afford to fall in love just to lose you again' crossed his mind alongside 'you'll just get yourself killed' and 'the path is not for humans' and even the very eloquent 'fuck off' though that last one had lost some of it's impact after the breakdown he just had.

instead, what geralt says is "i've missed you." julain's not quite sure how to feel about that, he doesn't know geralt that way, but the way this man is looking at him, he wants to. julian wants to know everything about him, and why he feels so achingly familiar. so, julian, jaskier, does what he's always done best, he follows his witcher.

#the witcher #the witcher netflix #jaskier #julian alfred pankratz #bard of many names #geralt of rivia #geraskier #cw: major character death #technically it's temporary #but geralt's still grieving so i'm tagging it anyway #cannon typical swearing #it's the witcher #they say fuck

[blossomdapple]

To anyone in the TWN fandom who may be reading this:

If I wrote a canon divergent, mutli-chapter, self-indulgent fic that takes place after season 2 and follows Jaskier and my OC who is also his twin sister, would you read it

(The fic will also feature their other family members, all of which are OCs, so Jaskier will basically be the only canon character in the story with a major role sorry)

#even if literally no one would read it i’ll probably still write it lol #cuz i’m stubborn like that #i just gotta fully flesh out the plot first and solidify my ideas #mine #twn #the witcher #the witcher netflix #jaskier #julian alfred pankratz #fanfic #fanfiction #witcher fanfiction #man the jaskier stans are getting out of hand (me i’m jaskier stans) #come on jaski use your “fandom’s blorbo” status to garner people’s interest in my weird ideas

[smolalienbee]

❛ my heart is so full of you i can hardly call it my own. ❜ <- literally this is 100% jaskier core 🥺

omg slinky hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. you’re so right actually

geraskier // loose continuation to this ficlet

"I don't think my heart has ever been my own."

Geralt lifts his head and stares.

It hasn’t been long since they have finally gotten it back, Jaskier’s heart and soul and the sum of his existence - finally returned to his body, finally at their fingertips once more. It has been... nice is perhaps an overstatement, but Geralt is glad that for the first time in weeks he can finally relax. Glad that the person in front of him is truly Jaskier, complete with his tender loving heart and not just a broken, empty shell.

And yet, even now, there is something not quite right with Jaskier’s expression, with the way he looks out the window, as though still searching for a part of him that is missing.

“Of course it is, Jaskier,” Geralt speaks. He has to say it because that pinprick of fear is still insistent at the back of his neck. This fear that Jaskier could be taken away from him again.

“No, you - you don’t understand, Geralt.” Jaskier shakes his head and as his gaze flickers over to Geralt, he smiles and that helps. That smile, it always helps, because there’s no one else that could smile in the way Jaskier does. Geralt exhales.

“It’s... funny,” Jaskier continues, moving his gaze back towards the window. “Hearts are such funny things. You believe them to be your own, after all they sit in your chest, they pump your blood, but then... they’re so fickle and so... easily stolen,” he muses. “And I... ever since we met, dear, my heart is so full of you that I can hardly call it my own. I believe... perhaps that is why it was so easy for it to be taken away from me, because it wasn’t mine to begin with. It hasn’t been mine for decades. Yours, Geralt. It was yours. Still is, in fact.”

And Geralt, struck by the intensity of Jaskier’s words, moves. He crosses the room at nearly an inhuman speed because he has to, he has to, he has to feel him.

Jaskier laughs when he’s being lifted up and into Geralt’s arms and his laughter is a song that accompanies the beating of his heart.

“And so is mine,” Geralt admits, his voice muffled as he presses his face into Jaskier’s hair. “It’s yours.”

#smolalienbeewrites #geraskiersource #geraskier #twn #the witcher #geralt x jaskier #jaskier x geralt #jaskier the bard #geralt of rivia #julian alfred pankratz #witcher #the witcher netflix #geralt #jaskier #witcher fanfic #ficlet #wow i really went off on this one #the whole 'jaskier's heart being stolen away' idea is still clearly rattling around in my brain #so i saw heart in this one and i was like #yeah i gotta do a sequel #of sorts

[stellanimarum]

@maasmuse as promised - The morning sun streamed through the ornate windows of the royal chamber, casting a warm glow on the tangled mess of dark-cropped curls sprawled across the luxurious bed. King Julian of Lettenhove, lay tangled in the sheets, his head throbbing in rhythm with the banging of pots or whatever it was he could hear across the palace.

Groaning, he forced one eye open, squinting against the unwelcome light. The remnants of last night's revelry clung to him like a heavy cloak, and the scent of wine and perfume hung in the air. His memory was foggy as it always was - laughter, music, and the clinking of goblets. A soft moan escaped his lips as he realised he was not alone. A figure stirred beside him, sheets shifting as the previous night's conquest shifted in her sleep.

With a weary sigh, Jaskier pushed himself into a sitting position, rubbing his temples as if he could physically massage away the throbbing headache. He glanced at the woman still peacefully slumbering beside him, and for a fleeting moment, a flicker of regret crossed his features. This was not how he envisioned waking up each morning, but it had become a routine—one he couldn't easily break. With a groan of frustration, he'd give up on his efforts to get out of bed and collapse back into the pillows for a while longer. Someone would come retrieve him eventually.

#muse: jaskier