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I make fun of Light Yagami's irreconcilably weird and self-destructive tragedy protagonist cognition a lot, but honestly who among us would end up Well if from the age of 'depressed high school student' onward every time you voiced a deeply fucked up little thought out loud a juggalo man went "sick lmao👍 you're crazy, man, lmao." What would that even do to a person psychologically.
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Perks of being without sin:
Free to cast stones just whenever
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Chapter 5 of geralt/jaskier bodyswap romcom is up! this was a VERY fun chapter and I can’t wait to get the conclusion up online next week.
updating once a week on ao3!
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Geralt: What the fuck are you doing?
Jaskier, finishing his twentieth round of “Fishmonger’s Daughter”: My job
Geralt: Hmmm
Geralt: Who’s paying you?
Jaskier: Lambert
Jaskier: He says it’s payback for something or other. I didn’t ask too many questions, or listen all that diligently. This is the funnest gig I’ve had in ages
Geralt: … How much for you to bother him instead?
Jaskier: Oh I am fucking IN
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Lambert, hearing Jaskier coming down the hall singing “Toss a Coin to Your Witcher”: Oh no
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yall have the nerve to make Jaskier this shy little twink as if he didnt take a drink from the waitress and saunter over to Geralt and read him right out of the gate. mans bathed him and lectured him the whole time. “YOU NEED A NAP”. are we watching the same show??????? Jaskier calls the shots in this house
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a Witcher contract, but Geralt has to disguise as the Beltane bride offering to the Woodland Spirit 🌿🐺
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“Come here.” Lambert’s voice sounded as if it were echoing through a thick fog.
Jaskier crawled forward.
Lambert demonstrates a recreational use for Axii in @brighteyedjill‘s fic for the @witcherbigbang, which you can read right here! x
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“He hasn’t slept since yesterday,” Coën said. He held another plate of food, and he settled himself cross-legged on Geralt’s other side. “Here, you need to eat before you can go back to sleep.”
RIP to Geralt, but Coën isn’t getting into trouble with Papa Vesemir for wearing out their human in @brighteyedjill‘s fic for @witcherbigbang. Read the whole thing right here! x
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give me them in a field of flowers or give me death
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