#dr pankratz

[toapoet]

brief vignettes of jaskier and yennefer being married:

this is basically just a hodge podge list of things floating around my brain that i cannot form into a cohesive piece of writing. it’s mainly either snapshots of them together or one of them as viewed by the other but i tried to make it a good mix of the two

so have this

after she gets her doctorate he cannot stop introducing her to people as “my wife, dr yennefer vengerberg” he has a palm on the small of her back and the proud gleam in his eye makes her feel like they’re the only two in the world. also he takes her last name so they are dr yennefer vengerberg and dr julian alfred pankratz-vengerberg. or forget the pankratz. he says it’s because he likes the idea of a really long and important sounding name but she really knows its because he would rather be attached to her than have anything to do with his own family

she wears a skirt and jaskier’s favorite part of her outfit is the little tummy pooch thing. you know what i’m talking about

her hands are always cold so she always shoves them under his shirt for warmth. “your hands are like icicles and i detest you.” he says. then he kisses her on the head and hugs her closer to him for like ever

jaskier gets emotional a lot and yennefer loves him for it. is proud to know and love a man who is so passionate about how he feels and who and what he loves, and how freely he shows it. she organises a surprise birthday party with all their closest friends and family at their flat/apartment and when geralt and yen hug him (at the same time) he cries out of happiness. geralt grunts out an “i love you” into his hair which makes him cry even more. geralt is so easy with his love when it comes to the people he trusts the most and he gives the best hugs once he lets you have them

yen and jaskier like to share a bath and drink wine together, her against his chest. she likes to feel the damp scruff around his mouth as he kisses her cheek, as he gently pushes the wet hair away to kiss her better. after the bath they tumble in bed, still dripping with water but warm and wine drunk and in love and so reluctant to leave each other for anything at the moment

they’re eating dinner one night and his head is bent down as he laughs at something (he is always laughing). he looks so nice/handsome in his black turtleneck, with his long hair and neatly trimmed beard and mustache. the ever present sparkle in his eye. she is very much in love with him and she whispers it into his back later as they lay together in bed, her hand curled around his in front of his chest.

“have you been in my make up, bard?” “whatever could you mean, darling?” “kiss me so i can get it back.” “anything for you, my witch.” jaskier kisses her like he always does, soft and loving, but still a little bruising. she pretends like she doesn’t see the shiver that runs up his spine when she calls him a good boy, an easy smile on his face hiding the spike in arousal.

they have a sphinx cat who wears sweaters and dislikes jaskier because yen had the cat first. jaskier also pretends to dislike the cat but he’s the one who buys him sweaters

he smiles down at her, and because he’s nuzzling his face into her palm, she can brush a finger over his crow’s feet.

[eryn-galen]

Literally nobody asked, but...

As a translator, I simply can’t not chime in. Sorry

So buckle up, this will be long and rambly

TL;DR: Jaskier's name should be translated.

Here's why:

Translation is a complex discipline, however, for us right now, the important thing is to differentiate between non-literary and literary translation.

Non-literary texts can be user manuals, contracts, product descriptions, etc. Generally speaking, translating them requires accuracy, attention to detail, and being as literal as linguistically possible. You can’t exactly be creative when people’s lives and safety are at stake. The translation needs to be functional, rather than enjoyable.

Literary texts are – you probably guessed it – novels, short stories, poems, and so on. Translating literary texts is a whole other experience, it’s honestly freeing. You still cannot invent things that are not present in the source material but you have more freedom to play with words and it’s so much fun! As opposed to non-literary texts (where the focus is placed on facts), the emphasis here is on emotions, feelings. Literary translation is more than translation – it’s transcreation. Your goal is to (faithfully) recreate the story in a way that resonates with the target audience, that delivers the same message and the same emotions across languages and cultures. Your translation needs to evoke the same feelings as the original work. This means that sometimes you need to change things.

An example. Let’s say I’m translating a novel from Hungarian (my mother tongue) to English, and Character A says this to Character B: „Ne legyél már ilyen nyuszi!” Now, if I translated this phrase word for word, it would be „Don’t be such a bunny!” What does this mean to the English language readers? Absolutely nothing! They’d stop, their reading interrupted, and wouldn’t understand what’s going on. They’d try to figure out the meaning based on textual context or the plot, but they’d probably reach the wrong conclusion (why bunny? -> what do I know about bunnies? -> they f*ck a lot? -> is Character B horny??). The correct approach here is to find a phrase in English that may be different but conveys the same message. So this is how Character A’s outburst should be translated: „Don’t be such a chicken!” So Character B is acting like a coward, and to make sure the meaning isn’t lost in translation, you have to use a different animal. This inaccuracy makes your translation faithful.

What does all this mean for Jaskier?

As we all know, ’Jaskier’ is not a real personal name, it’s a common noun. As far as I’m aware, there are no little Jaskiers running around in Poland (although I’m not familiar with Polish naming laws; so please correct me if I’m wrong here). ’Jaskier’ isn’t even a real personal name in The Witcher universe – it’s a stage name.

What’s important for us is that this name has a meaning. When a Polish reader meets Jaskier for the first time, they stop for a moment and think ’Huh, here’s this poet guy who named himself buttercup. Why did he do it? What does this tell me about him? What’s his real name and why isn’t he using it?’ And this is why Jaskier’s name needs to be translated – the thoughts and feelings of the ’source readers’ need to be recreated in the ’target readers’. What a Polish reader thinks and feels when meeting Jaskier is what a German reader thinks and feels when meeting Rittersporn. It’s what an American, British etc. reader thinks and feels when meeting Dandelion, what a Czech reader thinks and feels when meeting Marigold. And so on. The point isn’t even what kind of flower Julian Alfred Pankratz named himself after – the point is that he named himself after a flower. And everybody needs to know that. It’s important to know. It tells us a lot about this character. That he’s bright, that he has secrets, that there’s more to him than meets the eye.

And this is what Netflix viewers have been robbed of. What does ’Jaskier’ mean to someone who doesn’t speak Polish? Absolutely nothing. The name has lost all its meaning; it has been degraded to just another funny-sounding fantasy name.

A bunny instead of a chicken.

PS: And yeah, I know that Jaskier meaning buttercup is a common knowledge now. But it hasn’t been back in 2019 when season 1 came out. People who weren’t familiar with The Witcher just acknowledged that the bard’s name is Jaskier and then didn’t really think about it anymore. And people who were familiar with The Witcher (books or games, in English) were left confused.

The worst thing the Witcher tv show ever did was convincing people Jaskier was a good name replacement for Dandelion

[bounce-a-coin-off-your-witcher]

Clandestined

They finally get their shit together!

tw: alcohol mention, hospital mention in passing, injury mention, pining with a smoochy ending

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Jaskier pops the dark green bottle of beer open and hands it over to Geralt. He does his best to avert his gaze but finds his eyes drawn to Geralt’s throat as his partner immediately takes a hearty swig. He’s definitely looking away by the time Geralt speaks again. “That really hits the spot after a chase on foot through a public park. Thank you kindly, Agent Pankratz.”

“We’re sitting in my living room at three in the goddamn morning, Geralt,” Jaskier rolls his eyes and cocks one hip to the side. “I think we can dispense with the formalities.”

“Why did you bring me back to your place instead of taking me to, I don’t know, the hospital?” Geralt asks, raising a curious eyebrow. Jaskier hides his easy blush by sticking most of his torso into the fridge to scavenge for another beer. 

“I have all the supplies I need to take care of you here,” he replies. The sound of his voice is muffled by the depth of the fridge. “And health insurance is a bitch to deal with when you’re as tired and exhausted as we are.”

The senior agent huffs out a laugh and takes another drink; Jaskier hears the bottle clink against the tabletop as Geralt sets it down. “You’re damn right about that. Never liked hospitals much, anyway.”

“And yet they stuck you with a medical doctor for a partner,” Jaskier teases. He takes a fortifying swallow of his own cheap IPA and shudders at the sharp, sour tang of hops. He’s going to need to start stocking his fridge with better drink options if these clandestine late-night meetings with Geralt. 

Speaking of his partner, the white-haired agent is staring at him from across the small room with an intense and unfamiliar sort of look in his eyes. There’s an unusual depth to it, a depth that’s beginning to frighten Jaskier as the silent moments continue to pass. Eventually Geralt speaks. It’s quieter than Jaskier has ever heard him speak before, his voice barely carrying through the dimly lit kitchen: “And for that I will be eternally indebted to the FBI, I suppose.”

Jaskier’s heart begins to thrum with increasing speed, heating his face and sending a dangerous thrill through every nerve in his limbs. Geralt is still staring at him, those golden eyes dark and liquid in the dim kitchen light despite their intense focus. The effect is rather disarming and Jaskier finds himself stepping closer, settling across from his partner at the tiny breakfast table. “That’s very kind of you, Geralt.”

The White Wolf snorts and finally turns away, now facing towards the window above the sink. His expression hardens a bit and Jaskier feels himself beginning to panic anew. What if he’s misunderstood Geralt’s meaning entirely? What if he-

“I can hear you thinking from here, Pankratz,” the senior agent chuckles, still looking out the window. “But I meant what I said before. You’re the… You’re the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me, Jask.”

Geralt twirls the neck of the beer bottle in his hand absentmindedly. His neck is over-warm and his flyaway hairs are beginning to stick to his temples a bit. Jaskier blinks rapidly before managing to compose himself. “Thank you, Geralt. That is an incredible compliment. You are, without a doubt, my most trusted friend.” 

“Do you believe in love, Agent Pankratz?” 

“Huh?”

“I know you don’t always believe my crazy theories. You’re a scientist and you like to have proof of things, tangible proof. With those parameters set in place, that demand for empirical data, do you believe in things like love?”

Jaskier’s heart leaps into his throat with the agility of a Russian dancer and sticks there. His palms go sweaty and slick against the cold glass of his own green bottle as he debates how to respond for a moment; then it hits him. It hits him like a freight train.

“Geralt,” he begins, standing again and moving into his partner’s space. Geralt does not shy away, does not flinch back or squirm or glare. Jaskier steadies himself and leans down a bit, their eyes locked. Before he pushes their lips together for the first time he whispers: “Here’s my tangible proof.”

The senior agent’s lips are soft and dry beneath his own, chapped from being nibbled at when he focused too hard on a puzzle. Geralt gasps softly when their mouths connect and Jaskier takes the opportunity to run his tongue over the tip of his partner’s sharp canine, a detail about the older man that has always fascinated him. Geralt’s hands find their way to Jaskier’s waist and tug him down so that he’s straddling Geralt’s lap. Jaskier slips the ponytail holder out of Geralt’s hair and thrills at the feeling of those soft tresses falling into his hands. 

They kiss for a long minute before coming back up for air. Jaskier laughs breathlessly and tucks his face against Geralt’s neck, unsure of what exactly they’re supposed to do now.

“Wow,” Geralt mutters. “Just… wow.”

“Have I rendered you extra speechless?” Jaskier finally asks, sitting back and looking at Geralt’s face once again. “Was that… I’m sorry, I should have asked first.”

“No, that was-” Geralt laughs again “-that was amazing. I’ve been dreaming about that since our third assignment. I… I love you, too, Jask.”

“Dear heart,” Jaskier reaches to cup Geralt’s face with his hands. He brings their foreheads together gently, happy for the warmth where their skin is touching, “Oh, my silly Geralt. I love you so much.”

“...So who’s going to tell Skinner?”

“Shit.”

[thehollowmen]

okay so i watched blood origin last night, and naturally there was shit I loved and shit I didn't. that's NOT what this post is about though. this post is elliotts conspiracy theories regarding our beloved bard, jaskier, aka dandelion, aka sandpiper, aka Julian Alfred Pankratz, Viscount de Lettenhove.

(tldr at the bottom)

(and yes, all the names were necessary)

Now for my theories:

We know that Seanchai (The Narrator) approaches Jaskier wanting him to sing the tale of the seven, sparking the story into motion.

She tells the story, and while we only get bardic content at the beginning of Episode 1 and the end of Episode 4 (truly a crime), we get enough to know that something has made Jaskier special enough to be chosen for this.

Now it could be because of his popularity and fame - the main Witcher show has made it clear that our bard is very famous.

Or, and this is my personal theory, something links Jaskier to the seven.

The end of Episode 4 basically says that the child of Éile and Fjall will sing this song, which confuses Jaskier because wait he's the one singing the song?

NOW this means one of two things

Either Jaskier is a direct descendant of Éile and Fjall, (which, as much as I love Immortal!Jaskier, it's the more likely situation) and through his blood link to them, he is the "child"

Or, Jaskier is in fact the child of Éile and Fjall. Now there are a few problems with this theory, mainly including that Jaskier has no elfish features, something that is very prominent in the Blood Origin universe (the ears especially), and that Blood Origin is said to have been set at least one thousand years before the events of The Witcher

That all being said, I'm a massive part of the Immortal jaskier club, and I'm really excited to see how S3 links to the snippets of bardic lore we've been given by Blood Origin.

TL;DR:

Jaskier could be the kid of Fjall and Éile, but it's very unlikely. the more likely theory is that he's a direct descendant.

[geraskierficrecs]

Enemies to Lovers Fic Recs

Enjoy a collection of my favorite trope of all time--enemies to lovers!

Thieves and Riches by Avoiding Average

Geralt is just trying to do a favor for an old friend when he finds himself tied up and shoved into a storage closet by a group of robbers. There he meets Jaskier, an enigmatic cat burglar who is a little too good at teasing a reaction of the normally stoic detective.

The Lesser Evil by impalaloompa

1674 and piracy is rife throughout the Caribbean. Plenty of work for a Pirate Hunter such as Geralt. But when he takes a contract to hunt down a pirate captain who is interfering with important trade, a harsh truth arrises that will question his morals and he will be forced to choose between two evils, and risk the one thing he never thought he would find. Love.

All Those Books That We Both Drowned by Queer_and_trashy

Pankratz was the exact breed of professor that grated Geralt to the bone. All new-age learning styles that throw away any sort of examinations and insisting on his students calling him Jaskier. The bastard had a five-star rating on Rate My Professor, while Geralt was consistently stuck at 3 with students complaining his tests were difficult or lectures were boring. Lecture style teaching was all he knew; he wasn’t about to change that now based on the opinions of some eighteen-year-olds.

Geralt- a grumpy, workaholic, history professor- meets the flamboyant music professor Dr. Pankratz and immediately develops a rivalry. When they are recruited to work on a project together said rivalry and the stewing sexual tension between them make things... complicated.

The Enemy of My Enemy by didoandis

The soldiers half support, half carry her stumbling across the camp to one of the carts, iron wheels sunk in the mud. A rope is tied firmly round the shaft; it snakes down and ends in a knot around some poor sod’s neck, the man curled in around himself, facing away. One of the soldiers takes the rope tied to her shackles and lashes it to the wheel. The other kicks the poor sod in the side, apparently for fun. He moans, turns, uncurls. Yennefer sees brown hair, blue eyes. She sighs.

“Oh come on! Wasn’t the torture torture enough?” Jaskier demands.

When Yennefer’s captured after Sodden she has to take the help that she can get. Even if it does come from Geralt’s ridiculous bard.

A Gentleman’s Guide to Seducing Your Fiancé by AvoidingAverage

It is a truth universally known that Geralt fucking hated Viscount Julien de Lettenhove.

Their rivalry was the stuff of legends, the sort that drew the eye and the idle gossip of members of court. It ensured that each time they came within five feet of the other, the entire room would go still, watchful. Eager. For what could be more delicious, more exciting than a fight between the Crown Prince and his new betrothed?

The Other Half by dapperyklutz

With the rise of the social media app Sole Mate, everyone seems to be getting their happy ending. From his students and fellow faculty members at Redania University and down to his family, it feels like life is mocking Jaskier. He doesn't need a bloody app to meet his soulmate because he already met him. Geralt Rivia.

And he doesn't want anything to do with Jaskier.

Following a nervous confession and rough confrontation, Jaskier does his best to navigate through life knowing his soulmate doesn't want him. He has his lovely students in his Creative Writing class. He has his friends and his cat and his music. He doesn't need Geralt to complete him or to make him happy. Jaskier is perfectly fine on his own, ta very much.

But alas, that's not what destiny has planned for him.

Make Me a Bargain, Dear Heart

The first time Geralt made a deal with the fae, he was young and stupid enough to think it wouldn’t change his life.

To be fair, he’d been dying at the time. ______________________________

Bound by the favors he owes the strange fae who'd come to his rescue, Geralt finds himself an unwilling participant a world of bargaining magic and immortal games. Was Jaskier a friend or was he something worse than the monsters Geralt hunted?

[geraltrogerericduhautebellegarde]

Moonrock dildo prompt: Geralt works in a geological museum and Jaskier is a visitor and is fascinated by the phallic moonrock on display and asks Geralt everything about it, but he is so bad at flirting (sorry, 💖💖💖💖)

Ellie, you darling soul, this fic really got out of hand. I hope you like it cuz honestly... I wanna write more. 

Please forgive my rock knowledge, it’s spotty at best. I did a ton of research though so be gentle.

Shout out to Ellie for the line “Jaskier was quite gay”

Warnings: phallic moon rocks, discussion of dildos, flirting

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The museum was quiet as Jaskier wandered through the large rooms, the only sound his footsteps echoing around him. No matter how many times he had suffered through donor tours because of his parent’s generosity, he didn’t think he would ever feel comfortable in an almost empty museum. The quiet was almost eerie and, although he knew there were security and other employees about, it always left him feeling incredibly lonely.

He was a social person, he liked company and talking and these museum walk throughs were never like that. He wouldn’t even get a docent who could tell him about the exhibits, he was just expected to wander aimlessly until he had to meet with whatever person was in charge of whatever thing his parents donated to this time.

Normally he could at least enjoy the paintings and sculptures as his parent’s favored art museums but this time, they had decided to put their money towards a small mineralogical and geological museum for… whatever reason, and he was bored. Sure, the rocks and minerals and stones and whatever else he was looking at, for he knew nothing of rocks and the like, were pretty but… they were rocks. And he was bored.

Thankfully though, it was a truly small museum and he was almost down to the last room, which was where he was to meet with the curator of the final collection, something to do with space rocks. Or maybe it was moon rocks. Truly, Jaskier didn’t know the difference and he wasn’t sure he really cared.

Humming absentmindedly to himself, Jaskier approached the archway leading into the last room of the museum. The first thing he noticed was how much larger the room was than all the other ones, even the ceiling was higher, and bearing a beautiful painting of the night sky. The second was how many more display cases there were here than in the other rooms.

Jaskier walked inside slowly, looking into the closest display cases eagerly, already more interested in this room than all those previous. He gazed into the first case, reading the card identifying the rock as a “Lunar Meteorite”. The rock was dark in color and filled with holes, rather plain really. Jaskier stood quietly, studying the rock. There was honestly nothing special about it, to him, other than the fact that it was from the moon, but if he hadn’t known that fact it certainly wasn’t something that would have drawn his eye.

Moving on, Jaskier directed his attention to a display case located in the center of the room. Walking up to it curiously, his brows drew together in confusion as he stared at the rock in front of him.

Jaskier tried to think of how to describe it other than phallic, but nothing came to mind. It looked like a dick. Looking at the description, he was surprised to see that it was recovered during a space mission. And there was also no mention of it’s rather surprising shape.

“Mr. Pankratz?” A deep voice inquired from behind him, shocking Jaskier. The voice echoed in the room, though not as loud as the squeak Jaskier let out as he spun around.

Standing in front of Jaskier was possibly the most beautiful man in existence. He was of a height with Jaskier, perhaps and inch or two taller. His brilliant white hair was pulled back into a low bun, showing off the undercut he was sporting. His jawline could cut marble, which looked to be what the rest of him was made of. The neat suit he was wearing accented the broad line of his shoulders and narrow taper of his waist.

Jaskier was quite gay, thank you very much, and being confronted with this absolute Adonis of a man was rather overwhelming.

“Uh… yes. Well, no. I mean, I am who you are looking for but please don’t call me Mr. Pankratz. Jaskier, if you don’t mind.”

The man grunted.

“Right… and should I assume you’re Dr. Rivia?” Jaskier asked as it became apparent.

“Yes.”

For as much as the man was most certainly handsome, he seemed equally unwilling to talk. Jaskier held out a hand, “Nice to meet you.” As the large, warm hand clasped him, Jaskier shivered involuntarily, thinking about better places that hand could be grabbing.

“Okay so you’re the curator, right? This is your exhibit?” Jaskier gestured vaguely at the impressive collection around him.

“I am. Have you gotten to look around, much?”  Dr. Rivia’s reply was short and brusque.

Jaskier hummed thoughtfully, glancing back at the case behind him, “Not in here, no. I was just looking at this one actually.”

Dr. Rivia hummed thoughtfully, looking at the case, “And do you like it?”

Did he… like it? Well, he was rather fond of dick. “I… don’t know. I actually have a lot of questions about it.”

“I’d be happy to answer any questions you have.”

Any questions he had… should he go for it? Eh, might as well, Jaskier decided, hoping the conversation wouldn’t get back to his parents. “Well… for starters, is there a reason it’s shaped like a dick?”

“According to the team that returned from the moon with it, that’s the shape it was found in.”

“So it naturally formed in the shape of a dick?” Jaskier couldn’t help but feel skeptical.

“That is what we are led to believe, yes.”

That wasn’t a particularly confident response, “And you believe it?”

The man hesitated before answering, “There is some documentation missing that would normally be filled out upon finding a specimen but we have no reason to believe it is anything other than organically formed.” Jaskier didn’t know Dr. Rivia but he would argue the look on his face screamed doubt.

“So you don’t believe it.”

Dr. Rivia did not respond.

Jaskier turned back to the case, looking at the rock again. His curiosity was peaked. Why would someone make it look like a dick? For the fun of it? As a joke? A dare? To be used?

“So… hypothetically speaking, would a rock like this be safe if used as a dildo?”

Dr. Rivia seemed startled by the question, “I wouldn’t recommend it.”

“But is it safe?”

Dr. Rivia’s brows furrowed, “In it’s current state? No.”

Well that probably ruled out it being used, “But it could be safe?”

“If someone wanted to turn a piece of anorthosite into a dildo then there would be ways to do so, yes.”

“That’s what kind of rock this is?”

“Yes. And it’s very rough, I wouldn’t recommend putting it anywhere in your body.”

“So… if there are moon dildos, is there moon lube to?”

“There aren’t moon dildos.” Jaskier laughed at the obvious exasperation present in the man’s voice.

“Well, maybe you can show me around the rest of the exhibit? To be honest, I know nothing about rocks and the rest of the museum has been rather boring. Maybe you could liven things up.” Jaskier stepped forward, giving the attractive man his best bedroom eyes.

Something flashed in the man’s eyes as the roamed over Jaskier’s body, settling on his lips. Jaskier bit his bottom lip, batting his eye lashes.

“Follow me. And call me Geralt.”

The man, Geralt, spun around, striding to a door labeled “Employees Only” and Jaskier hurried to follow, hoping there was a bathroom or a closet somewhere back there they could put to good use.

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[brasskier]

@actionnerdgamerlove yes! And Essi is the choir teacher always in on Jaskier's shenanigans, and Vesemir is the school principal always sending Geralt to deal with all the bullshit. Oh! And Ciri is a freshman, and her favorite classes just so happen to be band and chemistry, much to Geralt's chagrin

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[longingandheartacheandlust]

Valdo Marx, glaring: Dr. Pankratz.

Jaskier, glaring harder: Mr. Marx.

Geralt, confused: “Pankratz”?  Um, his last name is “The Bard”.

[sinale]

〔 Cargando Blog.... Personajes Canon 〕

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Todos son semicanon (combinando lores de comic, películas, etc) pero si gustas uno en específico se puede al igual que adaptarlo a diferentes temáticas, what if, AU, etc.

La mayoría los manejo como bisexuales pero si tienes duda en alguno no temas preguntar.

「 ░╎MARVEL

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🔥🪶 Riza Hawkeye + N/A

🦾🛡️ Edward Elric + N/A

🔥💥 Roy Mustang+ N/A

「 ░╎Otros

🔥🐍 Loki Laufeyson (Record of Ragnarok) + 2D/ Harry Lloyd

🔥⚔️ Loki Laufeyson (Mythological V) + Tom Hiddleston

🪶🏺 Icaro (mitología) + Chris Pine

🎼💔 Orfeo (Mitología) + Tom Hiddleston

🏺🐍 Medusa (Mitología) + May Calamawy

🦁🛡️ Bastet + May Calamawy

🪶🌓 Sergey Razumovsky (MG) + Sergey Goroshko

⚙️🛡️ Número 17 (DBZ/S)

🐾⚫ Sirius Black (HP) + Ben Barnes

🗡️🧝‍♂️ Thranduil (TH) + Lee Pace

💀⚙️ Percy (Vox Machina)

🕔🪓 Number Five (TUA) + Aidan Gallagher

⭕🔵 Connor RK800 (DBH) + Bryant Dechart 

⌛🌐 Dr Who + David Tennant

👑💀 Prince Hal (HC) + Tom Hiddleston 

💀⚜️ Sir Thomas Sharpe (CP) + Tom Hiddleston (No para Ship)

🌑🇬🇧 Jonathan Pine (TNM) + Tom Hiddleston

🔎💀 W. Sherlock S. Holmes + Benedict Cumberbatch 

🌑🏴 Anakin Skywalker + Hayden Christensen

🔥🏹 Atreus (GoWR) + N/A

👑🌑 Prince Richard III (HC) + Benedict Cumberbatch

💀👓 Ronald Knox + N/A

💀♟️ Ciel Phantomhive + N/A

🌀🔥 Sypha Belnades (Castelvania) + N/A

🐲🗡️ Daemon Targaryen + Matt Smith

▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ 100%

ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

[sadhaa]

Ok I have finished Season 1 of the Witcher and am very anxiously waiting for more bc JASKIER. I love him. And I hate that mountain scene. So. Much. But I had a thought. Or several in fact. Here me out. 

First thought: I see so many fics (yes ive already read so many) where Geralt finds Jaskier (post-mountain) kidnapped and being tortured by Nilfgaardian soliders for info on Geralt. Love Hurt/Comfort. Love it. But I wanna see a well-adjusted Jaskier, who don’t take no shit from a Witcher like Geralt of Rivia. (Bonus points if Eskel and Lambert are with him and he writes ballads for them and Geralt gets jealous) but I wanna see a Jaskier who is living his best life. I wanna see Geralt, Ciri and Yen go to Oxenfurt and stumble upon Professor Pankratz teaching a large group of students (half who wanna learn from him and half who just stare at him cause he pretty) about the importance of storytelling and how you want your audience to perceive your characters. And he uses Geralt as an example. He talks about how everyone in his life told him that Witchers were freaks and monsters who are heartless but his mother told him how Witchers choose to give up their heart to keep the people of the Continent safe and how young Jaskier thought if there are two conflicting sides to a story, then maybe theres something wrong with who is telling the story.��Now he goes into why he followed Geralt bc of that. At first it was about getting stories to make coin but now its so that he can change the image of Witchers one song at a time. Cue close up of Geralt and guilt. and then do what you will with that. 

Second thought: based off the first thought a bit. Jaskier is a bard. Words are incredibly important in a profession like his. So when he says some things, he chooses his words carefully. Why do I bring this up? His last line in Season 1. “I’ll go get the rest of the story from the others.” Yes he rambles and chatters and doesn’t stop talking, but he knows Geralt and he knows that by reducing their friendship down to what it had been all those years ago (as a means to get famous and rich) would hurt him just as much as Geralt’s words hurt him. Jaskier may not be smart with a sword but he is damn smart with his words. 

tl;dr:

This is a jaskier appreciation post ig. 

I want well adjusted Jaskier and Jaskier is a smart boi with his words. 

[queer-and-trashy]

All Those Books That We Both Drowned by Queer_and_trashy

Pankratz was the exact breed of professor that grated Geralt to the bone. All new-age learning styles that throw away any sort of examinations and insisting on his students calling him Jaskier. The bastard had a five-star rating on Rate My Professor, while Geralt was consistently stuck at 3 with students complaining his tests were difficult or lectures were boring. Lecture style teaching was all he knew; he wasn’t about to change that now based on the opinions of some eighteen-year-olds.

Geralt- a grumpy, workaholic, history professor- meets the flamboyant music professor Dr. Pankratz and immediately develops a rivalry. When they are recruited to work on a project together said rivalry and the stewing sexual tension between them make things... complicated.

ch1/?

[not-so-silent-back-up]

Ooh you named your plants?? What are their names?

Hey ☺️ okay just a few (because not everyone got a name... But i am working on that)

^ this is Benji

^ this is Diva (even though she isn't one... On every gardening site you can read "oh you have to be careful with these" and mine just blooms almost the whole year and is super easily to handle) so I basically named her Diva is because she doesn't do what people expect from her

as you can read this is Dr. John Watson (haven't seen the show yet but i love the movies with RDJ and Jude Law and I listen to the audio books)

Also with name tag Julian Pankratz after Jaskier and named by the glorious @merthurlocked who also is his aunt 💕

^^ And last but not least this is Rittersporn 💙 it's Jaskier's/Dandelion's name in German it's not directly translated (as you can see) it a Delphinium

Thank you for asking 💕 this was fun

[ao3feed-geralt-jaskier]

by MadameMeduse

Paediatrician Dr. Julian 'Jaskier' Pankratz meets the injured Geralt Rivia and his lovely, sassy daughter Ciri at the Flower Valley hospital. In the end, it seems like Geralt isn't the only one who got hit by (Cupid's) arrow...

Words: 2145, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski, The Witcher (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion, Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon

Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Hospital, romcom, Ciri ships it, Mention Yennefer of Vengerberg, Yenn ships it too, Doctor Jaskier, Patient Geralt, bow and arrow, Minor Injuries, Grief, Fluff and Humor, Dating, Ciri lives with the Witchers, Badass Ciri, Idiots in Love, I have no idea how hospitals work, I wrote this for Valentine's Day, Jaskier had a cheating boyfriend and deserves a Geralt in his life

[yegarts]

Introducing the ᐄᓃᐤ (ÎNÎW) River Lot 11∞ Artists ~ Jerry Whitehead

(Artist Jerry Whitehead (r) with mosaic fabricators Erin Pankratz (l) and Karen Klassen (centre) at amiskwaciy Academy - photo, E. Pankratz)

ᐄᓃᐤ (ÎNÎW) River Lot 11∞ - Edmonton’s Indigenous Art Park opens this fall. The park features artworks by Mary Anne Barkhouse, Duane Linklater, Amy Malbeuf, Marianne Nicolson, and Tiffany Shaw-Collinge, and is near completion. In anticipation of the park opening, the YEGArts Blog is featuring conversations with the artists about their artworks and the inspirations behind them.

Today we feature Jerry Whitehead, a Vancouver-based  Cree artist from the James Smith First Nation in Saskatchewan. His artwork is called mamohkamatowin (Helping Each Other)

(Both turtles installed at ᐄᓃᐤ (ÎNÎW) River Lot 11∞ and awaiting final landscaping - photo, C. Boida)

Edmonton Arts Council: How did you approach creating mamohkamatowin for the park? What inspired you?

When I looked at it, I liked the fact ᐄᓃᐤ (ÎNÎW) River Lot 11∞ is a park within a park – a little island. Then I wondered what I could do to make it interesting and I started thinking about the Cree creation story, which is like all Indigenous creation stories because they think of North America as Turtle Island. This got me thinking about turtles. I also had worked on a project in Vancouver where we did a big long retaining wall with mosaics in it – so I had that knowledge, then I thought, “I can paint, I can incorporate mosaics, because the turtle carries a mosaic on his back; he carries stories. They are one of the oldest creatures on earth, so if the turtles could talk, imagine the stories they could tell!”

(”Mother” Turtle installed - photo, C. Boida)

The workshop that was held for the shortlisted artists in October 2015 really gave me direction on the kinds of things I should put on the turtles. I didn’t want to put just “my art” on them. By getting all the Elders and knowledge holders together to talk to the artists, it really opened all kinds of possibilities for me!

EAC: You collaborated with high school students from Edmonton’s amiskwaciy Academy on the work. How did that come about?

That was funny! I was staying at the Nova Hotel, which is about a five-minute walk from the school. My friend was driving me around and said, ‘Hey, you know there’s a high school back here?’ So, we came over really quickly, and had a quick chat with Lloyd [Bloomfield], the Vice Principal at the time, and he said OK, they were happy to accommodate the project. Things just kept happening to connect us – it was a good thing. I love this school.

(Detail of pow wow dancer waiting for grout - photo, EAC)

EAC: How does mamohkamatowin fit in with your body of work?

I’ve been painting pow wow dancers for so long – they were such an important part of my childhood. You can see them throughout the art on both turtles. I’ve placed them at the bottom, so you are looking up at them. Everything that involves dancing, and that life, I think it just fits in with what’s being told about Edmonton. Dances tell stories, it’s storytelling.

EAC: Why did you choose mamohkamatowin as the title?

The whole project worked because people were helping each other continuously, throughout the process from the beginning.  People helped me out at every stage; from the proposal writing, to the project management and fabrication. Even the project finale was at the school, getting the students involved.  All of us involved at amiskwaciy Academy (including Elders, principals, tile artists) wanted to instil that in the students, how helping each other gets big things accomplished.  

(”Baby” turtle installed - photo, C. Boida)

EAC: What does the orientation and placement of the turtles represent?

I thought of the river. The baby turtle, is facing north toward the river, but what I found [when I looked at a map] is it’s almost facing directly towards amiskwaciy [Academy]. The mother turtle is facing west toward the ocean. Each are facing water, but what I really like is that directional connection with the high school.

EAC: Could you walk us through the imagery on the turtles?

For the baby turtle, when I first came here last year to start him off, I didn’t really have a plan – I knew I wanted the kids to help out, but it can be tricky to coordinate them. [To come up with the plan] I borrowed the school logo and changed it up a bit. So, you could say the small turtle is dedicated to all the kids who helped out

We started out with a tiny baby turtle on top of the baby turtle, he helps to divide the “shell” into four sections

(South quadrant of the baby turtle - photo, C. Boida)

The red section faces south, and it represents the Métis people. You can see their flag, and the Elder suggested we put in some bear paws. There’s Métis imagery with the Red River Wagon and fiddle.

(Eastern quadrant of the baby turtle - photo, C. Boida)

Then we move to the east, which is the eagle. This section still has the paws in it. The eagle must always be on the east side.

(Northern face of the baby turtle - photo, C. Boida)

Moving to the north, is the buffalo on a white background. We added in the buffalo tracks and the skull. The Elder suggested we have the skull – because this is like the altar. In Native spirituality you see when they pray or have a sweat lodge, there’s a skull there.

(West face of the baby turtle - photo, C. Boida)

Toward the west are eagle feathers – they symbolize what the students have achieved when they complete their schooling here. This is where I started incorporating my dancers from babies into adults, and back again.  

The large turtle is the mother turtle – her shell is also divided into four sections. The art on this turtle is more sophisticated – it’s been created with my assistants Erin Pankratz and Karen Klassen.

(Sweat lodge imagery on the mother turtle - photo, C. Boida)

The first thing we put on at the top, was the sweat lodge, the foundation of Native spirituality. Everything revolves around the sweat lodge.

(East side of mother turtle - photo, C. Boida)

Toward the east, we have the eagle again, going into the sweat lodge, with the Northern Lights below, and then my dancers come in again. The three pyramids are actually teepees signifying my three sons.  Like a lot of artists, I use symbols to show how many children I have – so the number three comes up a lot. The dancers in this section are all different colours and they signify Edmonton – all the different ethnic groups here.

(South quadrant of mother turtle - photo, C. Boida)

The dancers keep moving into the next section, and here I incorporated some lettering [into their clothes]. I spelled tansi, which means ‘hello’ in Cree. This is the south side of the turtle, so we put in the woodpecker, which is symbolic of the Papaschase people, the original inhabitants of this place.

(Thunderbird and the creation of the world, west face of mother turtle - photo, C. Boida)

Continuing on to the west, we have the thunderbird. This is the creation of the earth – this is one of the stories Jerry Saddleback was telling – how the earth was formed, with lightning.

(Detail of the north-facing quadrant showing a spoon and arrowheads nestled in the archeological strata - photo, C. Boida)

At the workshop for the shortlisted artists in 2015, we all went on a river valley walk with Dr. Dwayne Donald from the U of A. He took us along the river bank and showed us the layers of sediment along the bank. The top part is recent Edmonton history – we included some bricks in there and a spoon. Then below this line on the lower level we have a couple of arrow heads to suggest the old history.

(North quadrant showing a beaver on the riverbank - photo, C. Boida)

We also put in a really colourful beaver here. All his colours refer to Edmonton and how diverse it is. He’s drinking some water and just enjoying himself!

These are meant for kids to interact with. Once they’re installed they’ll be the perfect height for kids to sit on and they can gently climb on the turtles’ backs.

[chelseaweir2715]

The Baby Journey 12/14/2020

This is my story. I am hoping that writing this, will help me process what has been happening for the last few years, and recently the last few months. 

My husband Blaine and I have been married for a little over five years. (6 in February) In 2017, Blaine and I decided it was the right time to try to start a family. In July, I went and talked to my doctor about being taken off the birth control I was on. He agreed to take me off and to start the process of trying to get pregnant. During this time, I told my doctor that I have a history of irregular bleeding. This bleeding could last up to a month without stopping. But, he assured me that if that was a problem we would solve it. So I stopped taking birth control, and it went fine.... for the first month. The following month I had a period that would not stop. I called my doctor and told him that I have been bleeding, and I wanted to know if I should be back on birth control to help regulate it. He said if you’re trying to get pregnant, then taking the birth control again would be wrong. But, he directed me to the OBGYN and to call her and she could help me out. The following week my husband, called Dr. Libby Crocket’s office and had an appointment set up. The following week right be for Thanksgiving in 2017, Blaine and I went to her office. We told her what was going on, and she believed that my system just needed to be restarted. And I was given 10 days of Provera. That would help me to ovulate, and I would have a release bleeding (Period). Blaine and I left her office feeling hopeful and thought to each other surly this was going to work. Oh, how wrong we were. I went home and took the Provera right away. After 10 days, I had a period. I was hopeful because it was working as it should. The following month though, I did not have a period. I called her office again, and she assured me to take the Provera again for another 10 days. I took it and I got a period. But, then within a few weeks, I had another period. I would bleed, but it would not stop. I called again, and AGAIN  Dr. Crocket told me to take the Provera again for another 10 days. And I believed her. I took it again, and I had another period, but two weeks later I started bleeding again, and it would not stop for weeks. By this time it was March of 2018, and I decided to go into her office and speak to her. I took the day off, and went by myself, Blaine had to work. That was a mistake I wish I hadn’t done. I went in and told her what was going on. During this time I felt very UNHEARD. I felt like the last few months she was not hearing what I was saying. And I told her the Provera is not working. I am bleeding every two to three weeks. And she told me well you need to keep taking the Provera. Or... we can evaluate for infertility. Back in December, she wanted to do an X-Ray of my ovaries, to make sure they were open. However, this procedure was gonna cost around 1500$ and the insurance company was not going to cover it. Blaine and I thought we did not want to spend the money on something like that. I can’t tell you the heartache I felt when I heard my doctor say the word “Infertility” to me. I felt so broken. I begin to think, you’re wrong! You don’t know anything. I don’t remember anything else that happened after that. I remember walking to my car, trying not to cry. I couldn’t call Blaine, the one person I needed. I called my mom instead. Crying. But, even then, she could not fix it. It was enough to calm me down, so I could drive home. Longest 30-minute car ride of my life. After that, I grieved over that and cried a lot over the weekend. I still tried to stick with the Provera, thinking it would work. But, it never really did. By June, I became frustrated with it, that I took myself off of Provera and put myself back on Birth Control. It was one of the best choices I could have done, and I stopped going to Dr. Crocket’s. After taking myself off of Provera, the bleeding stopped, and I had a regular period again for the first time in months.

However, there were still unanswered questions that Blaine and I had, over why we were struggling to get pregnant? But, during this time in July of 2018, I made the decision to go back to school to pursue a career in counseling, and so we were gonna wait a little longer. I wanted a second opinion and found a doctor by the name of Todd Pankratz that worked out of Aurora, that had decent reviews. I met with him and told him what was going on. He said well Dr. Crocket is a very smart doctor so I don’t know what happened there, but it sounds like you have PCOS. Polcyst Ovarian Syndrome. This means that you don’t ovulate regularly or have normal periods, and it causes infertility. Well, that makes sense now. And truth be told, I thought that is what I had. He told me a plan of what he was wanting to do, but with me going back to school I did not want to do it. He put me back on birth control, and when Blaine and I were ready to come back and see him to start a family to give him a call. 

During the course of the year that I was on birth control, it caused a lot of problems for me. I would get really bad headaches that would last for days, I would also feel sick to my stomach some days. On top of that, it also made me crazy. I would cry, get mad, and argue with Blaine. By September of 2019, Blaine and I could not take the side effects that came with taking the birth control. We went back to see Dr. Pankratz and told him what was going on, but we're not ready to start a family yet. He told me he could take me off the birth control and put me on Provera. (Are you serious?) But, this time he wanted me to take it the first 10 days of the month, and see how that worked. After the appointment, Blaine and I went and tried Provera.....again. And this time it worked. For a year I took the medicine, and it worked. There were no other issues like the ones I had before. I was hopeful. 

During the year 2019, I really took the time to grieve the idea I was struggling to get pregnant. Every month I was hopeful, but I got a period every month. The year was really hard for me, my brother and his wife gave birth to their son, other family members were having children, and every time I saw an announcement I would cry. I would get mad, It was a huge trigger for me. I pushed people away during my grieving. I did not want to talk about it, to anyone because how could anyone possibly know what I was going through. I talked to Blaine. I didn’t tell family members, I kept it from people. And worse, my faith was failing too. I was mad at God for allowing this to happen. I was angry that a loving God could do this to me. What did I do? Did I make him mad? Did I not love him enough? Why? Why me? I took that year to work through these emotions. What triggered me. By 2020 came around Blaine and I was ready to try for a family. I was a year away from graduating. It was the perfect time to try. 

In October of 2020, Blaine and I went to Dr. Pankratz's office and he prescribed 50mg of Cholmid. This would stimulate the ovaries to help me to ovulate. I was to take them on the 5th through the 9th of my cycle, and then come in for an ultrasound. When we went in,  we did not receive good news. The ultrasound showed that my eggs weren’t big enough and I was not going to ovulate. Blaine thought we were early. That if we waited a few more days it would be better. But, I never ovulated. I never got a period. And taking pregnancy tests, became a huge trigger for me. But, there was no way around that one. I have to take them.    I had to call my doctor after a month of no period and he prescribed me Provera and I had another period. Afterwards he started me on another round of Cholmid. This time 150mg. I thought surely this time it’s gonna work. The results will be amazing. But, on December 14th the results were not good. My eggs were still too small to ovulate. And at this point, I felt so hopeless and broken. Why would God allow this to happen? Why me? I feel so alone. 

I didn’t tell you this story to gain sympathy or empathy. I told it in hopes of finding someone like me. Who is struggling with getting pregnant? Because I am tired of walking through this alone. Maybe through my story, other women can find comfort too. Maybe through my story, other women won’t feel like they are grieving alone. Even today I found myself pushing people away when I was upset. But I forced myself to reach out to people. I called my mom, I saw my mother in law. They can’t fix it. Even though they want to. But they listened. I was wrong to push people away in my grieving. I didn’t want people to feel sorry for me. I didn’t want them to be disappointed if Blaine and I can’t have a kid of our own. I didn’t want to tell people we were wanting to start a family and have them find out we weren’t. I thought it was better to stay silent, but at that moment, I was only hurting myself. Being silent won't fix my infertility issues. But telling people what I am going through, is a way to spread awareness for this. My journey isn’t over. But, I am speaking about it. 

[thejamesbaycritic]

Integration of Transit Options

Better Transit Alliance Advocating for better public transit in Greater Victoria by Eric Doherty, in the news, July 14, 2017.

"...a community can’t build its way out of traffic congestion.."

Dr. Paul Mees makes strong argument for public participation in transportation decision making. Mees claims that “citizens have a keener understanding of the need for change than transport planners, with environmental awareness particularly strong among younger residents.” They are now more likely to choose cycling or buses than to use cars for urban travel.

"Transit must provide a real alternative to driving in order to provide significant environmental benefits, and that means stopping road expansion and re-allocating spending to fund high quality transit networks that reach right into suburban residential neighbourhoods."

Read more:

Transport of Suburbia: Beyond the Automobile Age by Paul Mees and Eric Doherty via rabble.ca

"When given a genuine choice, communities will not only vote for radically improved public transport, they will even use it. But the easiest change of all is the most necessary of all. Before we can provide public transport solutions for suburbia, we must stop telling ourselves that the task is impossible."

Read more; and follow the links there.

The rise of mobility as a service and Reshaping how urbanites get around by Warwick Goodall, Tiffany Dovey Fishman, Justine Bornstein, Brett Bonthron January 23, 2017

"Frictionless, automated, personalized travel on demand—that’s the dream of the future of mobility. And the extended auto ecosystem's various elements are coalescing to realize that dream sooner than expected, which means that incumbents and disruptors need to move at top speed to get on board."

Read more: 

The future of mobility: What's next? Tomorrow’s mobility ecosystem—and how to succeed in it by Scott Corwin, Nick Jameson, Derek M. Pankratz, Philipp Willigmann September 14, 2016

"we have seen surprising agreement that a fundamental shift is driving a move away from personally owned, driver-driven vehicles and toward a future mobility system centered around (but not exclusively composed of) driverless vehicles and shared mobility."

"As shared and autonomous mobility proliferate, a tremendous opportunity arises for companies seeking to sell content, entertain, and generally enhance the time spent in-transit."

Read more:

And Finland is already in the early stages of such integrated management of Mass transportation options:

MaaS Finland to revolutionize the global transportation market as published 09.02.2016.

"Finland estimates that by 2020, the new transport services could give work to 20,000 people in Finland."

Read more:

LS Comment: The Mayor of Victoria seems willing to promote that in the Victoria CRD, so let's get that started within the objectives named in 2017. and, here is another article about job ops: http://ecoplanning.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/Make_Most_of_Transit_Report-FinalApril212015.pdf