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eratobard · 3 years
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Search History
Fandom: The Witcher
Relationships:  Geraskier
Rating: G
Length: 367
Tag Warnings: Fluff
Summary: Geralt finds Jaskier’s search history. It’s… entertaining.
Geralt was looking for a recipe. He had found it earlier on Jaskier’s computer, but his boyfriend closed the tab. He couldn’t remember what he had looked up before to find it in the first place. So he resorted to searching among the numerous links in the browser history. As he glanced over the titles of the pages he started to understand Jaskier’s thought process when writing.
Words that rhyme with purple.
Words that rhyme with violet.
Violet flower language.
How to tell someone you hate them with flower language.
Valdo Marx.
Julian Alfred Pankratz.
Geralt Rivia.
How to weave flowers into hair.
Geralt sighed as he saw the list continue to grow with no end or recipe in sight. He closed the browser, hearing the door to their apartment click open.
"Geralt?" Jaskier called.
"In here."
Jaskier smiled as he entered the room holding a bundle of violets. Geralt tried to hide his grin. "Hey, can I weave these into your hair?"
Geralt chuckled and nodded his head, "Sure."
Jaskier frowned, "Wait... that was too easy. You aren't going to ask why? Or where the sudden urge came from? ...are you sick?" He gasped. "Are you dying?" He gasped again, "Am *I* dying?"
Geralt rolled his eyes, "I was looking for a recipe and saw your browsing history, so I had an idea that you would ask."
Jaskier sighed in relief, "Oh good... wait, how far did you get? Cuz it gets kinda weird..."
"Not far... weird, how weird?" He turned to open up the history again.
"Ah no! You said I could weave these into your hair," Jaskier pulled him away from the computer.
Geralt laughed, "Alright, you win. This time."
Jaskier hummed happily as he started to braid the violets into his hair.
"By the way, what is the flower language for violets?" Geralt asked, relaxing to the touch of Jaskier.
Jaskier smiled as his nimble fingers continued to work, "A few things, innocence... modesty..."
"Hmm, not quite characteristic of you," Geralt snorted.
Jaskier feigned hurt, "Excuse you, I am the epitome of, hmm... well, nevermind. It also stands for everlasting love."
Geralt hummed as he closed his eyes, "I can agree with that."
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jaskierswolf · 3 years
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Hello most darling and beloved Wolfie, may I ask you for some Geraskier cheek kisses? Preferably the Witcher is giving the bard cheek kisses?? Thank you and much love - Bouncey
@bounce-a-coin-off-your-witcher Darling Bouncey 💖 Pls accept my humble offerings of softness 💖 I hope you know that I love you very much!
Geraskier, 782 words,
CW: Unbearable amounts of soft? __________
Jaskier was sleeping soundly on the bed. For once in the damn bard’s life he actually looked peaceful. Geralt stood in the doorway watching him for what could have been hours but was probably only seconds. The bard’s cheeks were flushed and he had a dopey grin on his face, even in his sleep. It was infectious and Geralt’s felt his own lips pull up into a soft smile. He crossed the room and sat gently on the edge of the bed, trying not to wake Jaskier. He softly trailed calloused fingers along Jaskier’s wrists, feeling the soft steady heartbeat, quicker than a witcher’s and so very alive. Geralt gently brought the bard’s hand up to his lips, pressing a kiss to his wrist, and then to each other Jaskier’s finger tips.
Jaskier hummed quietly in his sleep, fingers wrapping around Geralt’s hand. He rolled over and snuggled up to him, mumbling something that sounded like Geralt’s name. It never ceased to amaze him. Jaskier loved him so openly and without expectation. He had loved Geralt back when they both thought they could only ever be friends, both afraid to make the first move lest it ruin their friendship. They’d been cowards. It hadn’t ruined anything. Their friendship was just the beginning of their relationship, a solid base on which to plant the seeds of romance.
Geralt scoffed. He was starting to sound all poetic. He’d spent too many years by Jaskier’s side. He cradled Jaskier’s hand in his lap, brushing the bard’s fringe from off his face, caressing the soft skin of his cheeks where stubble just beginning to grow.
“I’ll never understand why you love me,” he said softly, watching the bard’s face with an adoration that he hadn’t realised witchers could feel. There were wrinkles beginning to show around his eyes, and there was a dusting of silver hairs in amongst the dark brown. He chuckled, Jaskier hadn’t stopped moaning about that since the day he’d first spotted them. Geralt’s free hand moved from the bard’s cheek to his hair. It may be starting to grey but it was still soft under his fingers.
“I love you, because you are my world, darling,” Jaskier mumbled, still not opening his eyes. Geralt froze. He’d been caught. “Because you are kind, loyal, frustratingly noble, and an exceedingly good shag.”
Geralt snorted and Jaskier’s bright cornflower blue eyes finally cracked open. He gazed up at Geralt with a mirthful expression. “You’re biased,” Geralt scoffed.
“Are you accusing me of lying, Geralt of Rivia?”
“Stretching the truth like you always do, bard.”
“Rude!”
Geralt laughed and leant down to kiss Jaskier’s cheek. “Go back to sleep.”
“Not sleepy,” Jaskier pouted but his eyes were drooping already. He’d tired himself out the night before performing until the early hours, practically falling asleep standing up before Geralt could help him out of his clothes and into the bed.
“Hmm, sure you aren’t,” he laughed.
Jaskier’s pout extended to his entire body, fringe falling in front of his eyes and his lip quivering slightly. He stubbornly sat up, kneeling so he was opposite Geralt on the bed, but he swayed slightly and he ended up pressing his face against Geralt’s collar bone. Geralt petted Jaskier’s hair, a soft purr rumbling in his chest but he was long passed the embarrassment of that particular quirk of his mutations. Jaskier whined helplessly, the sound muffled by Geralt’s chest. Geralt just sighed and pulled away so he could cup Jaskier face in his hands. He pressed a kiss to Jaskier’s forehead, his nose, each of his cheeks.
“Geralt…” came Jaskier’s pitiful reply as Geralt’s kissed every part of his face except his lips. “You’re being an arse!”
“Hmm,” Geralt agreed with a smirk before placing a chaste kiss on his lover’s lips. “Better?”
“Not quite.”
Geralt kissed him again, softly swiping his tongue along Jaskier’s bottom lip as the kiss deepened and Jaskier sighed into his mouth. Geralt’s fingers trailed down Jaskier’s spine, a feather light touch but Jaskier still shivered slightly, a soft moan escaping his lips. Geralt pulled back, the bard was still dead on his feet and was falling asleep in his arms. He snuggled up to Geralt’s chest and Geralt shifted on the bed, positioning them so Jaskier could curl up against him. They’d barely lied down before Jaskier had started snoring softly, fingers gripping onto Geralt’s shirt as he pressed up closer against him.
“Sleep, love,” Geralt whispered, placing one last kiss on top of Jaskier’s head. The contract he had received during breakfast could wait a while longer. He was far too content to just hold his bard in his arms for now. ____
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I’m using @panerato‘s February list. Day 21: Cinnamon
Set in @itsmoonphobic‘s Summer Vacation Au. Partly inspired by a post from @innittommy Set directed after Day 7
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Techno watches in abject horror as Ranboo warms up some milk and dumps in a teaspoon of cinnamon with his hot chocolate powder.
Tubbo came back over to hand Tommy his Coke. “Hey Technoblade? Do you have a bender?”
“Yes?” Techno grabbed himself a glass of water (like a normal person). “Why?”
“Just wondering.” Tubbo looked up at him expectedly with doe eyes.
Techno sighed. “You aren’t that innocent. Stop it.” He pulled out the blended from the top shelf. “Have at it.”
Tommy choked on his food. “Not. No. Bad.” He then whipped out his phone and couldn’t decide whether to film Tubbo putting in some warm milk, hot chocolate powder, a can of Monster Energy, and a dash of cinnamon; or Techno’s face.
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Techno eventually gave up and gave in. He was right there next to Tommy roasting marshmallows on the gas stove.
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how to make your pancakes taste yummy: a guide
since some people showed some interest in me making a longer post about Pancake Making Techniques (@artemisthehuntress @00qtee @supermutantprince @panerato @acemoppet @pawkaray), here you all go 
what are my qualifications? my dad started teaching me how to make pancakes when i was 2 and we made them every sunday until i was like 13. now i experiment whenever i have the time.
basic stuff:
-for every 1 cup of flour you use 1 egg.
-a recipe that class for 2 cups of flour and 2 eggs is enough for 4 people. 
-if you find a very basic recipe that you like you can use that as a base for any other add ins (such as spices or mix ins).
substitutions:
-you can substitute up to 1 cup of white flour for 1 cup of whole wheat flour in any recipe without changing anything. (so for example if a recipe calls for 2 cups of white flour you can do 1 cup of white and 1 cup of wheat without changing anything else). this will make the pancakes more hearty and a little denser and slightly more healthy.
-you can substitute white sugar for maple syrup or brown sugar. just use slightly less than the amount of white sugar that the recipe calls for. (so for example if a recipe calls for half a cup of white sugar you might use a quarter of a cup of brown sugar or a few tablespoons of maple syrup)
-if you do not have buttermilk you can substitute instead the same amount of milk (any kind words) and a teaspoon or so of either white vinegar or lemon juice. let the mixture stand for at least 10 minutes. (so if a recipe calls for a cup and a half of buttermilk you could use a cup and a half of milk and a teaspoon and a half of lemon juice)
-buttermilk can be swapped with milk in any recipe as long as you add an extra teaspoon of baking powder. (so if a recipe calls for a cup of milk you could use a cup of buttermilk plus 1 teaspoon baking powder)
-you do not need to add a lot of sugar to pancake batter. if a recipe calls for honey and sugar or honey and maple syrup or whatever, it will still taste fine if you only put in wither the honey or the sugar. the sweetness from pancakes usually comes from the mix ins. i generally do not put more than a half a cup of sweetener to 2 cups flour in any recipe. 
-butter can be substituted for and equal amount of coconut oil. 
spices and mix ins: 
-always add spices to your recipe. even if its not listed. 
-decide what you want your mix ins to be before you add the spices. 
-some good combinations are: cinnamon and apples, pumpkin spice, banana and walnut, blueberries, cinnamon raisin, orange and spice etc.
-essentially think of a dessert of any sort and copy those spices. 
-always put the spices in the dry mix. 
-if you cannot smell the spices in the dry mix, you will not be able to taste them.
-a good rule of thumb is always add the most cinnamon. then about the same amount of ginger, nutmeg, allspice and the least amount of cloves. those are the spices that i use the most often. 
-if you want to make chai pancakes, add all of the above spices and then a few teaspoons of dry chai mix. brew a strong cup of chai tea and put it in the wet. 
-no matter what a recipe says, you can Always add in vanilla. at least a teaspoon.
-if you want to add citrus in your pancakes (usually orange or lemon) add in at least a quarter cup of juice to the wet and a good amount of zest. id mix the seat with the sugar (white sugar works best) and almost massage the zest into the sugar. this releases the flavor. its best to use your hands. add this sugar mixture into the wet ingredients. 
-additionally, your mix ins do not always have to go in the pancakes. you can make a sauce instead. (like warmed apples or cranberry sauce, etc). basic sauce consists of some kind of fruit, water, maybe some juice and some cinnamon (depending on what the sauce is). you dont have to add sugar because fruit is naturally sweet.
extra tricks:
-if you are putting brown sugar in your pancakes put it in the wet. it will melt and there won't be any weird clumps of it in the batter. 
-always put the dry mix in a larger bowl than the wet mix. 
-a good pancake batter should be thick, almost like cake batter. 
-leave some lumps in it. only mix until there isn't any flour left. 
-add any mix ins to the batter After you've combined the wet with the dry. 
-always put the wet in the dry. not the other way around. 
-you can grease your pan with either butter, butter substitute, or coconut oil. all work equally as well. 
-make sure your pan is hot before you put the pancakes on! the easiest way to do this is to turn on the heat, grease the pan and then wait a few minutes. you will know a pan is ready if you throw a few drops of water onto it and they jump/crackle. 
-ideally you only want to flip a pancake three times. it depends on what is in the recipe (is there is whole wheat flour they will need more time to cook) but dont be afraid to let them cook for around 2-3 minutes per side.
-a third cup measure works very well to scoop batter into the pan. this ensures that they are all the same size. 
-if you are making sauce, start it once you are halfway done cooking the pancakes. 
-serving pancakes with yogurt and/or nuts adds variety to flavor and texture and balances the sweetness. 
-you can make pancake mix the night before. just do not combine the wet and dry ingredients. make sure you put the bowl of wet ingredients, covered, in the fridge. combine them and add the mix ins in the morning. 
bottom line, dont be afraid to experiment!! have fun!!
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asweetprologue · 3 years
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Last Sentence WIP
Rules: post the last line you wrote (from any WIP) and tag the same number of people as there are words.  
I was tagged by @theamazingbard and @writinglizards!
He was reminded suddenly of his encounter with the elves of the Blue Mountains so many years ago, the inhuman angle of Filavandrel’s cheekbones.
@hirikka @lesdemonium @wherethewordsare @JaskiersWolf @fontegagrilledcheese @valdomarx @a-kind-of-merry-war @rebrandedbard @julek @panerato @wanderlust-t @geralt-jaskier @little-piece-of-tamlin @roughentumble @welcomemysentence @pillage-and-lute @west-moor
and whoever else i may be forgetting, i think this is only 16 but doing 24 people is too hard 😭
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lankygeralt · 4 years
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I was tagged by the @panerato to post 10 songs I've been listening to recently! In no particular order:
Клетка by Molchat Doma
Судно by Molchat Doma
Hay Loft by Mother Mother
Smells Blood - DMCB OST
Judgement - DMCB OST
Synthetic Love - Motionless in White
Sinematic - Motionless in White
WE ARE CHAOS - Marilyn Manson
Avatar OSTs (I got Appa tattooed last week so I was listening to it a bunch!)
Avatar’s Love
Tagging: @geraskier-hell @choulatte @honeyyen @flamoria @shinjekinootpand anyone who wants to!
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ub-sessed · 4 years
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I was tagged by the lovely @pansexualbuchanan to post 13 songs I've been listening to recently! In no particular order:
New England - Jonathan Richman
Elsa's Song - The Amazing Devil
When I Die - Pepper Coyote
So I Go - Feed the Birds
It's Always Sunny with You - {Parentheses}
The Mariner's Revenge Song - The Decemberists
Cry to Me - Solomon Burke
Counting Sheep - Livingmore
What Do You Want from Me Tonight? - Sidney Gish
Jimmy, Renda Se - Tom Zé
Compared to What - Roberta Flack
O Magnum Mysterium - Tomás Luis de Victoria
Feel It Still - Portugal. The Man
And I'm gonna tag...
@bibliomancer7 @jaskierswolf @criticalbread @chaotic-bard-sluttiness @panerato @thealmightymeow @littlelovingmouse @lilies-for-undine
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virfujiwara · 4 years
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Tagged by @panerato to post 13 songs I've been listening to recently :D thanks!
Sufjan Stevens - Video Game
Toshiki Kadomatsu - Hatsukoi
Virus - Luna de Miel
Massacre - La Epidemia
Any Luis Miguel song
DANSU - Say Say Say
Stardust - Music Sounds Better With You
Good Kid - Witches
Earth, Wind & Fire - September
Degrees of Motion - Shine On
Castlecomer - Move
Yuna - Unrequited Love
Sinéad Harnett - If You Let Me
I love doing these, I tag @icantwritegood @icantwritegood @koffidoesstuff @invincible-ironthot @dgmlive @fabcreature if you want to do it!
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eratobard · 3 years
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The Timer
Fandom: The Witcher
Pairing: Geralt/Jaskier or Geralt & Jaskier (Readers choice)
Rating: G
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Jaskier seethes. The kitchen timer beeps annoyingly in the background. Its an ironically untimely reminder of his earlier fight with his boss. Fight is an overstatement. One sided yelling match was more like it, with him being the one yelled at for doing nothing wrong.
He let's the timer continue to beep. The sound allowing his anger to boil at the memory it elicited.
Geralt walks into the kitchen and turns it off, "This your timer?"
"Of course its my timer!" Jaskier snaps.
Geralt raises an eyebrow skeptically. Jaskier takes a deep breath and runs his hand over his face, "I'm sorry. Let me try that again... yes, it was my timer. Thank you for turning it off."
Geralt walks over to where Jaskier was sitting on the couch and sits next to him, "Want to talk about it?"
Jaskier pouts and collapses against Geralt, burying his face in his chest. "Dumb boss," comes the muffled reply.
"Hm," Geralt strokes his hair as he patiently listened.
Jaskier fidgets a bit before finding a comfortable position. "A timer went off in the store. I didn't know what it was for. I turned it off and went to find my manager to ask him about it. He was on the phone so I figured I would ask him later. The store got busy and I forgot. Later the manager comes out of the backroom screaming at me about the timer and asking who turned it off. I told him it was me and tried to explain myself but he wouldn't listen. He kept yelling at me about how incompetent I was and couldn't tell him about a simple timer. I quit, obviously. Even though its over and done with I am still upset about it. Its stupid to still be upset... but I can't get over it.. Why do people think they have the right to act like that?"
Geralt wraps his arms around him and holds him close, "I'm sorry he treated you that way. It was wrong. He was obviously upset about something else and took it out on you. That's not fair. It's also understandable that you are still upset. It just happened. I don't want to ignore your feelings about this, but do you want to do something else to get your mind off of it?"
Jaskier thought for a moment then nodded his head, "Yes... but can we stay like this for a bit longer? Its nice..."
Geralt smiles and hugs him tighter, "As long as you need."
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jaskierswolf · 3 years
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Prompt idea: Okay so you know how Jaskier is always sticking his tongue out compulsively because Joey Batey wants to murder us? Geralt is absolutely fixated on it, obsessed with his mouth.
Ok so babe... I’m looking at this ask and it looks spicy? I’m looking at what I wrote and it’s just.... soft? I don’t know what happened? I think Geralt caught feelings?
Geraskier, 976 words
CW: None!
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Geralt had intended to sharpen his swords. He’d come back to their room after a fairly easy hunt to find Jaskier mid-composition. He’d rolled his eyes and got to work on his swords. There was no interrupting Jaskier when he got like this. Eventually Geralt would have to drag his arse downstairs for some food but it would be alright for a while. Geralt could use the quiet time, a rare occurrence with Jaskier by his side, but after the hunt his senses were too heightened, too sensitive. Every beat of Jaskier’s heart sounded like a giant’s footsteps.
It had been so loud that he’d been able to pick out the bard’s heartbeat from outside the inn; a familiar flutter, the soundtrack to his life for the past decade. A warm and comforting sound. Geralt’s strikes along his blade kept to the rhythm of Jaskier’s heart. He wondered if the bard even realised. He probably didn’t, too lost in whatever rhymes and words he was trying to scribble on the page. Geralt shook his head with a fond smile as he looked up at the bard.
And that had been his undoing.
Jaskier kept muttering under his breath, hands tugging at his hair as he counted beats, on his fingers, but when he fell silent his tongue flicked out between his lips, licking slowly without Jaskier even realising it.
Geralt swallowed.
Jaskier just hummed and tapped the quill against his cheek before biting down gently on his fingers. Geralt couldn’t look away. He stared, unable to move. His own heartbeat suddenly raced as fast as a human’s as his gaze traced the slow movement of Jaskier’s tongue along his top lip. It wasn’t meant to be seductive. Jaskier was merely concentrating, a subconscious habit that the bard probably didn’t even realise he had, but Geralt was stunned, his carefully constructed walls beginning to crack. He knew, objectively that Jaskier was attractive but he’d never noticed his attraction to his best friend before.
It was a beauty that had just annoyed and inconvenienced him when he was forced to save the bard from angered spouses, although now he really thought about it, that bitter resentment for having to constantly save Jaskier could easily have been the beginnings of Jealousy.
He must have made a sound as Jaskier’s eyes refocussed as he blinked and looked up from the paper.
“Ah, Geralt, you’re back!” he cried happily, wiping his forehead with his sleeve, smudging dark inks stains across his cheek without realising.
Geralt was suddenly hit with the urge to run his thumb along Jaskier’s cheek and wipe the stain away.  
Fuck.
Jaskier’s smile was lighting up the room, brighter than any sun, his lips still damp and shining from where his tongue had touched. Geralt heart fluttered in his chest, running faster than any witcher’s heart should. There was a prickle of heat at the back of his neck and he couldn’t look away from his friend.
Jaskier’s smile morphed into confused look at Geralt’s unusual demeanour, and then his eyes widened slightly before a coy smile appeared. Each expression was beautiful in its own way, each one so very Jaskier.
Gods he was utterly fucked.
It was like the dam had broken and everything he’d been hiding, even from himself, was flooding out.
“Geralt?” Jaskier asked in a low voice, tongue tracing his bottom lip as he stepped closer. Too close and yet unbearable far away. The air had been sucked from the room and Geralt couldn’t breathe. It was more torturous than any curse.
“Hmm,” he responded, not trusting his own voice.
Jaskier reached up to cup his cheek and Geralt’s skin felt like it was burning under Jaskier’s touch. He leaned into the heat and closed his eyes, a contented purr rumbling in his chest. Jaskier laughed, a laugh that rivalled the most beautiful of melodies. “Darling, forgive me if I’m reading this wrong, but can I kiss you?”
Geralt swallowed and his eyes fluttered open, needing to see Jaskier, needing to see the gorgeous blue eyes that he knew were looking at him through thick eyelashes. He smiled faintly, unable to resist the adoration in Jaskier’s gaze. “Yes,” he breathed as quietly as possible, barely a whisper, not wanting to break whatever this magic was that was sparking between them.
Jaskier’s expression softened and Geralt knew he was in love with his best friend. Nothing else would explain the way he felt like melting into Jaskier’s embrace and never leaving. Jaskier’s other hand came up to hold Geralt’s other cheek, filling him with a warm glow that he’d never felt before. He was a goner before their lips even met, but that first touch felt like lightning scorching through his soul. He knew it that moment he would love Jaskier for the rest of his life whether he was killed tomorrow or lived long enough to retire to the keep in the mountains.
He gripped at Jaskier’s hips, fingers digging into the soft fabric of the bard’s shirt. The kiss was over all too soon but they didn’t part, Jaskier pressing his forehead against Geralt’s as they breathed together. Jaskier’s heart was racing, the sound the most beautiful that Geralt had ever heard.
“I love you, Jask,” he murmured, his words surprising him. He was sure that out of the two of them Jaskier would be the first to admit he was in love but they had fallen from Geralt’s lips like a prayer.
Jaskier laughed breathlessly “Tell me I’m not dreaming, darling, tell me this is real… fuck, Gods Geralt, I love you too, more than anything.”
Geralt captured Jaskier’s lips in another kiss to answer him. He couldn’t promise the bard that it was real but it truly did feel like a dream, but one they were hopefully living through together. _______
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I like haven’t written for this blog in forever and I really want to start posting again. So I’m going to use a prompt list.
I’m using @panerato‘s February list. Day 1: Ice Cream
*A note to Panerato: I am an MCYT Writer and am using your list my my own purposes. Maybe skip my stuff ‘cause I’m not in the Witcher fandom. Though I do apricate a good fandom edit on YouTube.
Set in @moonbowphobia‘s Summer Vacation Au.
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Drista ran through the automatic doors of the Moo-Pop Café. She snagged a bar stool and smile brightly at her friend behind the counter.
“I don’t like that smile on your face Dri.”
“It’s fine,” she consoled airy. “You have nothing to worry about Purp.”
“You say that.”
“I mean that.”
“No she doesn’t.” Ranboo dropping into the seat next to her. “Slice of pie please.”
Purpled nodded in assent. “Why does she look like that?”
“Hey!”
“What giddy?”
“That’s giddy?” Purpled slid the plate to his friend. “I’d call that dangerous.”
Drista scoffed. “When am I ever dangerous? Can I have a diamond shovel?”
Purpled turned to go grab her popsicle of the back when Lani come rushing in. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t stop them. I just made sure to beat them here. Purpled prepare yourself. I may have taken the car but they are really fast bikers.”
“Aren’t you too young to drive?”
“I got you an extra ten minutes to compose yourself and stay professional.”
“Scar totally cares about professionalism.”
“Well. Yeah,” Lani paused. “But you have standards.”
Drista laughed at Purpled’s pained expression. “Why am I friends with you guys?”
“Because we won’t let you leave. We like the stuff here to much to let go of our discount machine. A Diamond Shovel please.”
“I’ll take one as well.”
“What are they going to do?”
“Nothing.” “Nothing.” “Just go with it.”
“Comforting.”
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The Moo-Pop Café had a special called Aqowo; which was just this giant bowl that the staff was told to pile high with ice cream and candy toppings and sweet sauces. Aqowo was a challenge for one to four people, if you could finish it all in thirty minutes you would get the next month of Moo-Pop Café purchases free.
Tommy and Tubbo were very good at eating the mountain of ice cream. So good, that Scar only let them try the Aqowo challenge ever four months.
And if the ice cream pile was a little higher for the two of them than for everyone else, it was because of that one time they were done in twelve minutes.
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Lani grabbed her bother’s phone and perched on the window sill. Tommy and Tubbo sat on opposite sides of the booth, Purpled was at the end of the table with a long suffering smile and the Aqowo bowl. Lani snapped the picture for the scrapbook.
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eratobard · 3 years
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A Night to Remember Chapter 1 Preview
Fandom: The Witcher
Pairing: Geraskier
Rating: G
Preview: 
“Geralt,” Jaskier patted his arm, “Geralt… don’t you want to find out?”
He didn’t really care, but he opened his eyes anyway, and instantly regretted it. Staring at Jaskier’s pleading face he couldn’t help but respond.
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Fandom: The Witcher
Pairing: Geraskier
Rating: E
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The bard didn’t seem to be deterred in his mission. “You know, the palace has many rooms,” he motioned dramatically with his hand, “have you happened to… have a dalliance here?” He stuck his lower lip out slightly, and lifted his eyebrows expectantly.
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Fandom: The Witcher
Pairing: Geraskier
Rating: G
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Geralt sighed and looked forward. He was safe. That knowledge filled him with some relief, but he still would have rather the bard walk ahead of him so he could visually see he was out of harm’s way. Geralt had said something to upset the bard. He wasn’t sure what. At least, he knew what he said, but he wasn’t sure why it upset him. Jaskier could be so confounding sometimes.
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