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As a starving artist in a large city, Jaskier naturally took the bus. He would usually listen to music and people watch on his commute to work; however, his routine has changed.

He had acquired a nemesis of sorts. Or, perhaps more accurately, an antagonistic flirtation?

You see, he bumped into a man one day, and said man made a snarky remark about Jaskier's shirt. Not one to stand insult, Jaskier snapped back. They continued like that until Jaskier reached his stop, and they've maintained a snarky back and forth everyday since.

Jaskier wasn't sure when these exchanges started to feel more like banter than oneupmanship. Maybe once the actually-quite-handsome man snorted at one of Jaskier's comments.

There was one day though when Jaskier didn't feel up to their usual banter. He had been rejected from another potential gig, and the person judging him had been rather cruel about it. He felt raw and sensitive.

So raw and sensitive that when the man made a comment about "losing his whiny voice", he started crying.

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Geralt fucked up!

He tried to make a jab at the pretty man like they usually did, but he was crying! Fuckfuckfuck! Geralt didn't mean it! He thought it was like talking with his brothers: like verbally play wrestling.

Had he really been hurting this pretty man's feelings the whole time?!?

"I'm sorry," Geralt stammered, clearly panicking. "Please, don't cry."

"It's fine," Jaskier said, brushing away the tears from his eyes, which were undoubtedly red and swollen. "I didn’t get the gig."

"That's why you're crying?" Geralt asked, his tone perhaps coming off harsher than intended.

"Yes, I’m crying because I didn’t get the job," Jaskier admitted. "They only offered it if I agreed to sleep with the club owner. And honestly, with how close I am to being homeless, maybe I should have."

"Don’t," Geralt interrupted firmly. "Your voice is too beautiful to waste on someone like that. Who cares if some big shot doesn’t recognize it?"

“You think my voice is nice?" Jaskier whispered, surprised. Before Geralt could respond, the bus jolted forward, sending Jaskier tumbling right into Geralt’s lap.

"I’m Geralt of Rivia," Geralt said, for some reason choosing this moment to introduce himself to the captivating stranger.

"Julian Pankratz," Jaskier replied with a soft smile. "But most people call me Jaskier."

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JOEY BATEY in Knightfall

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wind's howling... 🐺

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Needy Geralt, I repeat NEEDY GERALT 🗣️

[Do NOT repost, thanks] INSTAGRAM - BLUESKY

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“How’s life?”

Me:

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𝕹𝖔𝖘𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖚 (𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦) — 𝙍𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙀𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨

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NOSFERATU: A SYMPHONY OF HORROR (1922) dir. F. W. Murnau NOSFERATU THE VAMPYRE (1979) dir. Werner Herzog NOSFERATU (2024) dir. Robert Eggers

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Mous-fer-RATu.

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Nice stache bro

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Roasted chicken, ginger, daikon, shiitake mushroom soup with lime, cilantro, broccoli sprouts, and rice noodles

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Hey so if anyone gets some clear close ups of Jaskier’s ring in episode 6 can they tag me?

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Ciri commision by YamaOrce

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a man's most important accessory is some blood on his face. his second most important accessory? his chest hair