I'm back on my damn voltron kick damn cosplayers I just post random shit
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Jokes on you I had my friends little brother check it hc you rickroll me to much
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HOW DO YOU ACIDENTALLT BLOCK SONEONE
Hey omg?? I'm so sorry I didn't even realise I had you blocked, I was wondering where you went since I stopped seeing you posts😭 I'm super sorry dude:(
Why was i blocked broski
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Geralt: *laughing in the back*
Jaskier: *practically drooling* why do they call you '14 inch eskel'?
Eskel: here let me show you
Eskel: *limbos under a stick 14 inches off the ground*
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@help-help-i-need-an-adult
Every photo of Johnny Cash and Bob Dylan together looks like a a respectable mafia boss father named Giovanni and his weird son who bites sometimes
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first art post on tumblr, i think theyre silly
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Hey omg?? I'm so sorry I didn't even realise I had you blocked, I was wondering where you went since I stopped seeing you posts😭 I'm super sorry dude:(
Why was i blocked broski
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The art style slays
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Y’all know im a fan of catchy songs~
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Also how he's an asshole but also seems to be a himbo
I love how Horace is simultaneously the bravest knight Araluen has to offer and also a total pussy. My dear friend you slaughtered a legendary warlord at age 16, what do you mean you can’t go to bed without a night light
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The Witcher Headcanon - Witcher Senses: Taste
Geralt has an enhanced sense of hearing and smell, so Jaskier reasons that of course his sense of taste would be enhanced as well.
Jaskier is maybe just a wee bit envious of Geralt's better sense of taste. It must be marvelous to taste food and drink on a whole deeper level than a human.
Even when the food at an inn or tavern is blander than h*ll, Geralt still appears to savor the taste, while Jaskier has to settle for suffering through the meal, or maybe be lucky enough to have a little salt in his pack.
And when the food is amazing? Jaskier wishes he could taste the food the way Geralt does. The food is absolutely delectable. The best thing he's ever tasted. Surely it is fit to set at the table of the gods themselves!
Jaskier is at a loss for words to describe the flavor. He looks at Geralt, and is instantly jealous of the Witcher's taste buds. The expression on his face suggests that the food tastes like pure sin.
Lucky b**tard
But Geralt's enhanced taste buds aren't just for enjoying food. Jaskier has seen him use it to keep both of them alive.
Geralt: Hm. Wine smells off. Let's see...
Jaskier: just the tip...of the tongue!
Geralt: *eye roll* Hm. Poison.
Jaskier: :O
Dead deer on the road with not a mark on it? Geralt's got it covered.
*nibble nibble*
Hmm. Wasting disease. Better stick with rabbit for dinner tonight.
Jaskier is impressed. The versatility is amazing! There are so many uses! He discovers another use for Geralt's tongue several nights later.
It's been a long day of travelling, and Jaskier has been taken over by inspiration and spent almost the entire day scribbling in his notebook and strumming on his lute. Geralt has not made as much progress has he'd like, but Jaskier is too distracted to keep up a steady, quick pace.
Oh well, there's really no reason they can't make camp early.
Jaskier is just sitting there later, minding his own d*mn business, when Geralt throws him for a loop.
He's been feeling off for the past few hours. Shaky, and a little sweaty.
He's staring at his notebook, glaring at the half-baked lyrics he's scribbled down.
He's getting worried. Had the meat pie he'd eaten earlier been spoilt? Was he going to die from eating rotten meat?
Geralt is abruptly at his elbow, grunting a concerned 'Hm'. His companion smelled off.
"What?"
"You don't look good."
"Excuse you, but I always look good!"
"You look like sh*t, bard."
"That's rude! Just for that, I'm sleeping on the other side of camp!" *Stands and stumbles*
Geralt grabs Jaskier's arm to steady him, but then doesn't let go. Instead, he starts snuffling at his skin.
Jaskier: *light-headed* Er...?
Geralt makes a thoughtful sound, then starts licking Jaskier's forearm.
"What the ever-loving--?!"
Jaskier can't complete his sentence because 1. Geralt is licking his arm. And 2. Geralt's tongue is scratchy, like a cat's, and he is having thoughts about it.
And goodness, some of those thoughts were making him blush!
Geralt apparently finds what he's looking for because he makes a satisfied grunt and lets him go.
Jaskier snatches his arm back, and stares at him, metaphorically clutching his pearls.
"You need to eat." Geralt says simply. "I can taste it in the sweat on your skin."
"You can...whAt?"
"I can tell from how your sweat tastes. It tastes bitter. Eat."
"But I ate earlier,"
"That was hours ago Jaskier."
Jaskier paused. Now that he thought about it, he'd eaten that pie for breakfast when they'd left town. It was now late afternoon!
"Well, f**k me running!" Jaskier exclaimed, feeling relieved. He wasn't going to die from a spoilt meat pie!
He took the dried meat, cheese, and nuts Geralt handed him and chewed contemplatively for a few moments.
Jaskier: *grinning suggestively* So, you can tell what's wrong with me by how I taste?
Geralt: *annoyed at the suggestive remark* Hm.
Jaskier: Do you have to lick my arm, or can it be any part of me? *eyebrow wiggle*
Geralt: Hmm (exhasperated)
Jaskier: Because, you do know that your tongue is interestingly scratchy, and it's making me rather curious as to what it would feel like on my--!
Geralt: *Shoves chunk of bread into Jaskier's mouth* Eat.
Jaskier: *muffled disappointed bard noises*
Geralt sighed to himself. Jaskier was going to be an insufferable menace this winter.
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Bitch same
Reblog and put in the tags which one you see
Where do you store your OC’s info chart made by this person
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