#jaskier headcanons

[bardcore-jaskier]

♡My immortal Jaskier headcanons♡

So here are my headcanons, because I refuse to believe that our ball of sunshine has an expiration date...

So, I know Lauren said that Jaskier not aging in the show was just a filming mistake, something they simply forgot to do and on a completely logical level I am fully aware that in canon Jaskier is completely human, 100%. And I also know that they're not gonna change it, no matter how much some of us may wish they did (Although why not? They already strayed so far from the books and made so many changes, might as well go the extra mile)

Realistic-ish headcanons:

- Jaskier is part elf, perhaps quarter elf like Yennefer, it is an entirely justifiable headcanon, theoretically, Jaskier's human father could have married a half elf commoner woman (who may or may not have had the pointy tips on her ears cut off with a knife to avoid human prejudice)

- Jaskier has a fae ancestor, somewhere many many generations back in his ancestry, so his entire family is suspiciously long lived but nobody cares because Lettenhove isn't politically important and therefore doesn't catch the attention of the prejudiced Nobles farther up the royal court chain.

- Jaskier unintentionally drinks the same elixir mages/sorcerers drink to prolong their life. I read that chaos wielders don't have naturally long lifespans, they semi-regularly drink an elixir with mandrake roots in it to slow the aging process. According to Witcher Wiki, you can only buy mandrake root in Lindenvale and my headcanon is that Jaskier experiments with many different tea blends to see which one is more effective for soothing his throat after singing. So at the age of 29-30, he wanders into Lindenvale and buys some dried mandrake to make a tea, after one sip he felt more rejuvenated than ever and since that day, mandrake root tea has become his number one go-to, he drinks it as often as he can.

More fanfic centric, less canon possible headcanons:

- Jaskier is a Dryad. (Yayyy trans Jaskier headcanon) Since Lettenhove is so tiny, it isn't even on the Witcher continent map, but a simple Google search says that it is Located somewhere in Kerack. Kerack borders with Brokilon, so it's kind of a nifty little loophole for fanfic writers to use and place Lettenhove somewhere near the forests where Dryads live.

And while most Dryads treat any man that enters their realm as a mere sperm donor, Witcher Wiki does also mention that some Dryads can form emotional relationships and fall in love with humans and/or elves, but in the end, all Dryad born offspring is AFAB. So imagine this, Jaskier's father falls in love with a Dryad, she falls in love with him, they have Jaskier, Jaskier notices early on that he feels like a boy and his rich Viscount father hires a mage to help Jaskier transition early.

- Jaskier is a higher vampire, higher vampires are a HIGHLY secretive society, even in canon, part of the reason why even Witchers have so little information about them is because they prefer to hide in plain sight and are ridiculously good at it. Jaskier doesn't age, has no self-preservation instincts, doesn't buy a horse and yet still keeps up with Geralt on foot for 20 years. Jaskier's personality isn't fake, he doesn't act like someone else, it's all him, but his clumsiness is a little bit of an act, he also purposefully avoids physical fights, it comes across as fear of getting hurt but in reality it's because he's afraid of appearing too strong and exposing himself. Lettenhove doesn't appear on maps, because it doesn't exist legally, it's just a castle hidden in the woods, a safe place for higher vampires, kinda like Kaer Morhen is for Witchers, Jaskier's parents just happen to be the ones who run it.

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[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐫 & 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ

SFW🌿

・It had all started at a tavern in Ketterdam. 

・Jaskier had found his way into the bustling yet, so obviously criminal city. 

・He thought he was used to affronted citizens, as he’s played in very dingy places. But Ketterdam was different. And he didn’t realise that everyone was hiding at least one deadly secret

・You had found him pushed up against a wall. His instrument a crumpled, cracked mess on the ground. 

・ “Oi, piss off,” you shouted, unsheathing the dagger from your boot

          “And why would I do that?” the gruff man dropped the bard and turned to face you. A deep scar had nearly cut the man’s face in two. 

   “Because I said so.” You knew too well that men like this wouldn’t leave. Not without good reason. 

・So you had thrown your dagger straight into his thigh, and unleashed another into his arm. 

       “Now, piss. Off.” 

・The man screeched in pain but did as he was told. And in an instant, you bended your hands in a movement that you had practiced well. 

・The daggers flew out of the main and back into your open hands. 

・ “Was that really necessary?” Jaskier had panted, his eyes wide. 

           “That’s a weird way to say thank you,” you replied, turning on your heel to walk off. 

・Ever since that moment, Jaskier had been by your side

・You introduced him to the Crow Club, Kaz disliking him instantly

・ “I don’t need another idiot in my employment,” he grumbled one rainy night. 

        “Aw, don’t be like that Kaz,” you replied, throwing a shit-eating grin towards Jesper

・You and Jesper had grown instantly fond of each other as soon as you met

・You both had this enigma about you. A charm ... a presence. 

・Jesper’s magnetism was hard to fight. And your crush on him had grown with each moment you were together

・But little did you know, your heart was making room for another 

・Jaskier had found the Crow Club interesting, and he liked the Found Family dynamic. He wanted that for himself. Although he never wanted to admit it. 

・Jaskier and Jesper were a flurry of wit whenever they were together 

・Always trying to one-up the other

・You liked to sit back and watch them squabble 

・One night you heard Jaskier singing about a gun-slinging ass whose head was too big 

・Inej caught on to Jesper and Jaskier’s feelings 

・So did Kaz, but he couldn’t care less. Matters of the heart meant nothing to him (👀)

・Jaskier would ask Inej for every little bit of information about you (favourite flowers, food, etc) 

・And she told him, but would also push Jesper to talk to you about his feelings as well. She thought she was evening the playing field 

・At first you thought you knew who you wanted. Jesper and you had history, you relied on each other during jobs. 

・But Jaskier was so lively and creative. He was realiable and thought of you before himself 

・Jesper’s impulsivity was a big issue 

・So you didn’t pursue either of them, and would deny their advances 

・Jesper tried to show you that he could be trusted, especially with money. That he wouldn’t gamble it away

・And you were still trying to get to know Jaskier as a person, as a potential member of the Crow Club

・It was messy and you constantly went to Inej for advice

・But at the end of the day ... it’s your choice... 

・Who do you want? Jesper, with his charm, his humour. His ability to make you smile. 

・Or do you want Jaskier, whose light-hearted and adventurous. He remembers everything about you and he’s reliable... 

・The choice is yours alone

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:

Istanbul (Not Constantinople) by They Might Be Giants

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

  ✧ Chaos ... Chaos ... Dumbassery ... Petty To The Max

  ✧ Squabbling Between Each Other About Who Deserves You More

  ✧ Thinks He’s Charming, Is Charming (Jesper) x Thinks He’s Charming, Is A Dumbass (Jaskier) x Thinks They’re Both Dumbasses, But In A Cute Way (You)

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[thedemonofcat]

In every single version of their first meeting, be the books, Hexer, or Netflix series.

It's always. Jaskier shows up one day to Geralt and goes

“Congratulations, I’m your bard now.”

Geralt has no other option but to accept.

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[stangalina]

Jaskier has found a very effective method of diffusing tense situations involving Geralt and the various dimwitted and judgemental humans they're forced to interact with.

Unfortunately, enacting this method has about a fifteen percent chance of earning him a knee to the sternum afterwards.

Though it is usually worth the risk, since this method works one hundred percent of the time.

The method is thus:

Sit on him.

It works like a charm.

Allow me to elaborate.

It's very difficult to be scared of someone, no matter how intimidating their features or bone-chilling their stare, when they just sit still and do not question a fully grown man flopping down onto their lap. It does wonders for a tense prejudiced atmosphere inside a tavern. Given, the mood only changes from tense to confused. But confused isn't planning to stone them both out of town so he'd consider it a win.

Getting to sit on Geralt's leather clad and very impressive thighs is also a win in of itself, obviously. The knee to the gut only comes if he pushes his luck or gets too handsy.

Different variants of this method also work. Such as wrapping himself around Geralt's abdomen like a stray piece of seaweed so the merchant will stop looking like he's about to piss himself and actually catch his breath long enough to sell them something.

Murmurs of Witchers being infested with infectious diseases can be silenced by Jaskier grasping Geralt's chin while talking to him in a show of feigned annoyance. Perhaps a gentle touch to the cheek if he's feeling tender, or a light tap on the nose to be playful.

Depending on how Geralt is feeling, he will either ignore Jaskier, or play along. It doesn't matter which one he chooses, as the method still works either way.

It's the people equivalent of putting a collar on a wolfhound and having its lead be held in the mouth of a perfectly groomed poodle wearing boots and a waistcoat. No less dangerous. But a hell of a lot less intimidating.

And if Jaskier is secretly using this method as an excuse to get Geralt more comfortable with physical contact for totally innocent reasons, then that's nobody's business but his own.

#geraskier #the witcher #headcanon #ficlet #jaskier #geralt of rivia #geralt x jaskier

[meanpersonaart]

I apologize for the quality, I did this in like 45 minutes, in a migrane, influenced by divine inspiration.

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[pickleforstony]

Baby, it's cold outside.

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[lassieposting]

Jaskier is fucking appalled by the animal-naming habits of every single witcher within three (3) days of arriving at Kaer Morhen

This is a man who named each individual mouse in his prison cell. And now he finds that it's not just Geralt, who keeps buying chestnut mares and naming them all Roach like some kind of imagination-deficient walking time loop.

It's Lambert, the absolute cretin, who always names his poor animal Horse, as though it needs a fucking reminder, because "it's a fucking horse, songbird, it doesn't need a fucking name".

It's Vesemir, who's spent at least Geralt's entire lifetime leaving his horses with whatever name they had when he bought them, even when it's entirely inappropriate for a witcher's mount. Geralt remembers learning to ride on Vesemir's big black gelding Samson, which is not terrible as horse names go, he supposes. But Samson was succeeded by Dame Bubbles III, who was named by her previous owner's eight-year-old daughter, and even Vesemir himself can't keep a straight face at the memory.

It's Coën, who's always named his horses after food, which seems terribly mean. Rump-Steak is actually very sweet, nipping habit aside.

And then Eskel comes home, right as Jaskier is comforting poor Rump-Steak ("Never mind, dear boy, my parents named me Julian and I turned out alright") and finally, here is a man with some sense. Lil Bleater is not the most creative of names, but Eskel picked it himself, and his horse has a suitably witchery intimidating name even if he's a sweet soft boy who gets bullied by Miss Roachie. Someone around here has a brain cell - thank heavens!

(This is a very wrong-footing introduction for Eskel. He's not used to having strange men drowning in Geralt's fluffiest fur-lined cloak stalk up to him before he's even got in the door, addressing him by name and demanding to know what he calls his horse. But he's delighted to be pronounced "the only one around here with some bloody sense", asks Geralt, "Is this your bard?" and promptly explodes laughing at the thought of Geralt getting henpecked every time he names a new Roach for twenty fucking years)

#the witcher #kaer morons #geraskier #jaskier #the witcher headcanons #netflix witcher #eskel is alive because i said so

[ladyannemarie5]

Jaskier to Radovid: I'm so happy we can finally be together. Now I can finally introduce you to the rest of my harem.

Radovid: Your what?!

Jaskier: This is Geralt, you've heard of him in my songs, the great White Wolf, he won't hesitate to run you through with his sword.

This is Yennefer, my favorite sorceress, she can turn you into a toad if she wants to.

This big guy here is Eskel, he looks grumpy but he's a cinnamon roll that can rip you in half.

Here's Lambert, my favorite idiot who can blow you to pieces without hesitation.

And last but not least, my dear Vespula, don't let her pretty face fool you, she can leave you with no inheritance if she gets upset.

Oh, and how can I forget my dear princess, my niece Cirilla, she can make all your brains come out of your mouth.

But don't worry, sweetie, you're doing great.

#new headcanon #the witcher #jaskier #the witcher netflix #radovid #geraskier #fanfiction #radskier #yennskier #eskel #lambert #vespula

[shy-urban-hobbit]

Due to his school being a little more diverse in the contracts it accepts (assassination, theft, etc), you can bet Aiden's going be a pretty passable actor, or at least have some decent improv skills when the occasion calls for it. Jaskier is a bard and a spy - enough said.

So, picture the two of them engaging in a friendly one upmanship of situations they've had to bullshit their way out of while Lambert and Geralt just sit listening in mute horror and strongly considering child harnesses for their SO's because 'fucking hell, how are these two actually still alive??!!?'

Geralt: I'm never letting you out of my sight again.

Jaskier: I know Love. Finish your porridge.

Lambert: Wait, that was when....where the fuck was I during all this?

Aiden: I snuck out when you were occupied at the Inn. We weren't even fucking at that point and you looked like you were getting somewhere with that Skellige bloke, I didn't want to interrupt. Besides, it should have been just a quick in and out.

Jaskier: Is that what Lambert said to the Skellige bloke?

*Lambert starts spluttering and choking around his mouthful of small ale while Aiden just about falls out of his seat he's laughing so hard.*

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[tielmamon]

Geralt meets up with Jaskier at the marketplace only to find him unusually flustered by some merchant he's talking to. Strange, usually its the other way around. Rolling his eyes at another possible angry spouse situation, Geralt stalks his way towards them.

He couldn't really tell you why exactly he's more irritated now- when Jaskier is the one stuttering and blushing under the charms of this fucking nobody- and so he pointedly ignores the little twinge he feels in his chest .

The merchant stands to casually roll the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows and smiling wider when Jaskier knocks his lutecase against the stall, thoroughly distracted.

With a low growl he didn't realize he was doing, Geralt lays a hand on Jaskier's shoulder once he's close enough. The bard squeaks, turning to Geralt and flushes a deeper shade of red.

"G-Geralt! I didn't hear you, my friend." The bard smiles, but his eyes are slightly frantic.

"Is everything alright?" He asks and before his bard could answer-

"Everything just fine, my good witcher! Was just asking Master Jaskier here to tell me a few stories of his travels." Geralt turns, eye twitching slightly at the interruption. He finally gets a good look at the fucker who seems to have his bard in a blushing mess. Dark wavy hair, strong build, piercing blue eyes, strong jaw and dimples as he smiles.

Nothing they hasn't seen before. Daresay, Geralt might even guess that this man- no, this boy was downright boring to look at, compared to all the other colorful people Jaskier surrounds himself with. Still, the child continues.

"I was just wondering if he had the time to tell me a few over dinner-"

"He's busy."

"Oh, well maybe at breakfas-"

"We leave at dawn."

A tense silence settles between the three. Jaskier's eyes widen upon reading Geralt's attitude. His witcher was thoroughly annoyed. Why? He's not so sure yet but with the snarl on his face and the clenching fists, Jaskier figures it's probably best if they leave now.

"Okay I think it's about time we settle back at the inn, wouldn't you say, Geralt? Right." He doesn't wait for a response, instead snaking his hand around Geralt's arm and tugging hard.

"Henry! Wonderful meeting you, of course. Thank you for your lovely company this afternoon but I'm afraid we have a contract bright and early tomorrow so we really must go. Goodbye!" Jaskier watches the young man startle from his frozen state to a disappointed look as they walk away. Jaskier is reminded of a kicked puppy.

Once they were a safe distance away, the bard turns to ask what the hell was all that about when he realizes that Geralt was straining his neck looking back at the man, eyes narrowed with one of those scowls Jaskier sees him use on people who think its a good idea to touch Roach, or one of his bags, or apparently now Jaskier himself.

"Will you stop that??" The bard all but smacks Geralt's face forward to stop him. The witcher, ever stubborn resists and only relents when he feels a palm cup his cheek to face him.

"What the fuck had you so enamored with him?" Geralt grumbles, like a grump. Jask stops them and shoots him a confused look.

"You don't see it?" He cryptically says, which only confuses Geralt as well.

"See what?" A beat of silence before Jaskier huffs an amused laugh and drags them into the inn, arms linked.

"Nevermind." Jaskier smiles.

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[fangirleaconmigo]

Geraskier

So you know how Jaskier (Viscount Julian) left home and changed his name and since he’s always short on cash, one would assume he was cut off (or cut himself off) from the family fortune?

So what if when his parents finally pass away and and he comes into a substantial amount of money, it is right about the time Geralt is really starting to feel the wear and tear on his body and wonder whether he can be a witcher for much longer, and he’s feeling anxious and melancholic about it but hasn’t admitted that to anyone.

But then he gets an invitation from his dearest friend Jaskier to join him on the coast at a cottage for some rest and recovery.

And when he shows up and drops his bags, he is instantly in love with the place. It seems like something he would build himself. Its decorated with items from their many years of travels. Ciri’s first wooden sword is hung on the wall. There is swallow imagery reflecting her as well, in the paintings and etchings. There are buttercups interwoven with wolves.

When Jaskier takes his things, there are hooks and contraptions that are perfectly shaped to hold his swords and armor without scratching or damaging them. The table and chairs are his perfect height. There is even a fireplace styled just like the one at Kaer Morhen, evoking the memories of many nights drinking with Eskel, Lambert, Coën, and Vesemir.

Jaskier hugs him so tightly he coughs, but it warms his heart and he forgets about his melancholy. Then Jaskier leads him by the hand and takes him to the back garden and his brothers and friends and most thrillingly of all, his daughter, are all sitting around with ale and they shout and toast him.

After he is kissed by Ciri and squeezed in many strong arms, he takes Jaskier aside. By then it is dark and the candles and torches are twinkling illuminating the tables where all the war stories are being told with laughter and copious amounts of swearing.

“What is the occasion, Jaskier? What’s going on? When did you buy this place?”

Jaskier looks at him with so much love and fondness, Geralt’s knees feel weak. Its getting harder and harder to hide these damndable feelings for his dearest friend.

“I didn’t buy it.” He says. “I built it.”

“You built it.”

“Well. I paid someone to build it. Obviously. The important question, though, is whether you like it.”

“I do,” says Geralt. “I love it.“

“Good. Because I built it for you. And the occasion is your retirement, or semi-retirement, if you desire it.”

It takes a good half hour to convince Geralt that Jaskier is not joking with him or teasing him. Jaskier places a key in his hand with a wolf etched on it. Geralt walks around the house in a daze. Jaskier follows behind with a gleeful smile. Like Geralt imagines mothers look on their children’s birthdays and they’ve given them the pony they’ve aways wanted. When the tightness has cleared from Geralt’s throat and he isn’t afraid he’ll sound emotional, he speaks.

“Jaskier,” he says, “why? Why would you do this for me?”

“Because,” Jaskier answers, “you deserve it. You’re always doing for others.”

Geralt feels the tightness in his throat again. He looks into his dearest friend’s eyes and his hands stray to Jaskier’s hips of their own accord.

He has never touched him this way. But he is overcome. Not thinking.

Jaskier smiles. “And because I love y—-“

He does not finish the word because Geralt is kissing him.

Ciri and Zoltan have wandered into the kitchen to look for another barrel of ale and the see the two of them kissing.

Ciri whoops and starts clapping. Zoltan mutters “its about godsdamn time.” Geralt’s ears turn red. Jaskier grins proudly.

Geralt has never felt more content. But he still teases Jaskier relentlessly before he invites him to move in with him.

“Its pretty lonely in this place.”

“You know, no reason I bring this up, but I have always wanted to live on the coast…”

“Maybe I should hire a butler, so the house isn’t so quiet…”

“I loathe you, witcher.”

“Actually, I have it on good authority that you love me.”

Geralt does that for a day or two, teasing between kisses, pretending he doesn’t understand what Jaskier is hinting at in the afterglow, for Geralt to invite him to move in.

They set up two chairs on the porch where they can see the waves and sit next to each other, Jaskier fiddling with his lute and notebook, Geralt nursing his wine.

And it is more than he had ever dared to dream.

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[witchthewriter]

Hello there!! Can I please request some headcanons of Jaskier (The Witcher) falling in love with a princess who longs for an adventure outside the castle, please? Thank you so much!!

I love this prompt so much! Thank you kind nonny  🤗

𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

↬ female reader, ambiguous race, requests are open!

Want to be shipped? Here be the instructions 🦋    

SFW

⭑ You met when your father had sent for a Witcher. Geralt arrived a week later, a scowl on his face and a bard at his side. 

   “Oh come on Geralt, turn that frown upside down,” Jaskier had stated, and hitched his bag higher on his shoulder. 

⭑ The grumble from Geralt was incomprehensible but ignored nonetheless. 

⭑ Walking into the Great Hall, the bard was by far more impressed than the Witcher. 

  “Ooh marble columns Geralt, look-” his hand reached out when Geralt quickly grabbed Jaskier’s arm. 

  “No touching.” 

“But-”

    “No. Touching. Anything. Or, ... anyone.” 

Jaskier sighed, rolling his eyes and shaking his head a little. 

⭑ Your father beckoned them forward, it was only him, the guards, you and your older brother. 

 “We welcome you, Witcher, and ...” your father trailed off, a confused look on his wrinkled face. 

“Jaskier, your magesty” the bard piped up, stepping forward and bowing. But not without a glance to you. He winked.

You flushed. 

⭑ The meeting seemed to be a success. Geralt knew what he had to do and was confident that the threat could be eradicated quickly. 

⭑ When Geralt was out hunting, Jaskier had spent his time with you. 

⭑ You had gotten close very quickly. Telling him about wanting to leave the castle, leave this kingdom. 

⭑ He was a bit shocked, although the many princesses he had met felt similarly to you, they never had that look in your eye. 

⭑ “Take me with you, Jaskier.” 

⭑ For once in the bard’s life, he didn’t know what to say. 

⭑ “You don’t have to look after me. I’ll look after myself. Just help me escape!” 

    “I- I...”

⭑ It took him a bit to process what you were asking. 

⭑ As it turns out, the threat had been a baby of an even bigger one. And both Geralt and Jaskier were forced to spend over a month in the confines of your father’s kingdom. 

⭑ Through that time Jaskier had started to fall in love with you. It was your bluntness and will-power that grasped his heart. 

⭑ Your unwillingness to back down from a fight. Your strength. Courage. 

⭑ You had even volunteered to help Geralt

⭑ One night you snuck out and did exactly that. Well ... you followed Geralt, with the intent in helping him. But really you just made a mess of things

⭑ When you got back Jaskier was worried sick

   “Y/N what were you thinking? You could have died! If you wanted an adventure that bad you should have just told me, not go risking your life!” 

⭑ That was when you kissed him 

⭑ He was smitten even more after that night. Following you nearly everywhere.

⭑ And when Geralt had finally slayed the beast, it was time for them to leave. 

⭑So you packed a bag, took your most expensive jewellery to sell and wrote a short note telling your father not to come looking for you. 

⭑Geralt was furious. 

⭑Absolutely red in the face, smoke coming out of his ears furious. 

   “We are turning around and taking her back, NOW.” 

“Geralt no, you can’t. Please-” You begged the white haired Witcher. 

⭑ And Jaskier said the only thing he could come up with:

     “She’s pregnant Geralt. Y/N is with child. My child.” 

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[thedemonofcat]

One of my favorite observations from this season of The Witcher is how Jaskier can adapt to different personas depending on the people he interacts with, all while remaining true to his core self.

When it comes to Yennefer, Jaskier becomes the confidant she can fully trust. Despite their limited interactions throughout the season, it is evident that Yennefer confides in him. In one particular scene from season two, Yennefer opens up to Jaskier about losing her magic. Instead of mocking her, Jaskier responds with nothing but empathy and compassion. This proves to Yennefer that she can trust him, even though they may bicker like siblings at times.

For Ciri, Jaskier takes on the role of the fun uncle. Their relationship is built on playful banter, mocking others like Geralt and Yennefer and enjoying card games together. But amid the playfulness, there are also tender moments where Jaskier encourages Ciri and sings her lullabies before bedtime. Their dynamic revolves around bringing smiles to each other's faces.

With Geralt, Jaskier is not only his best friend but also provides a dose of comic relief. Whenever they are together, Jaskier adopts a more goofy and lighthearted persona. This deliberate choice is because Jaskier knows that Geralt tends to brood and he wants to show him that there is still goodness in the world. Even when it seems that their friendship is questioned, Jaskier's quick offense is followed by a joke, indicating his unwavering loyalty and desire to lighten the mood.

In essence, Jaskier's ability to adapt his role based on the needs of the people around him showcases his emotional intelligence and understanding of their unique personalities. Yet, beneath these varying personas, he remains the same loyal and caring friend to each of them.

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[stangalina]

Ok but Jaskier is competent actually.

Quick allegory time. I did not think I was flexible as a kid. But one day in HS I had a friend stay overnight so they saw me get ready the next morning and they suddenly yelled "WHOA YOU'RE REALLY FLEXIBLE" because I'd put my foot up onto the kitchen counter, with other foot still on the floor, to tie my laces. This apparently is very flexible and a very not normal thing to do. And I had no idea because my mother was always more flexible than me.

That. But with Geralt and Jaskier. Geralt is always so skilled and competent that both he and Jaskier think Jaskier is incompetent. But he's not. He's just permanently playing catch-up with a literal mutant designed to be-good-at-shit. He's with Geralt almost all year, every year, and has been since he was 18.

He has no idea how very not normal the skills he's inevitably developed are.

I want to read a fanfic where Geralt and Jaskier are separated for whatever reason and Jaskier has to deal with humans going "WHOA HOW CAN YOU DO THAT!?" and Geralt has to cope with humans that are so much worse at everything than his human "why can't you do this? Jaskier does this all the time!"

They both have a little more respect for one another when they reunite.

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[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

[jaskier-more-like-saskier]

Jaskier would survive any natural disaster just by pure dumb luck, and no I will not accept criticism.

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