I am absolutely obsessed with Silver and Flint's dynamic in early s2 it's truly unmatched like. Silver has attached himself to the most dangerous man on the seas and he's so cavalier about it. Flint has a new puppy he didn't want but he's nothing if not a pragmatist and this is what he's got So. and Silver is so chipper and nosy and Flint keeps ordering him around with nothing but pointed looks, which is both the least and most intimate way to do it, like this absolute telepathy is both a ten-foot pole and a kiss on the mouth, everything about this situation is at odds with everything else and it is so SO funny
the only thing funnier than sparrow Ben and Diego arguing in Spanish and Korean simultaneously, would be if they starting arguing in languages that are in no way connected with their perceived ethnicities (since Hargreeves children are all (alleged) polyglots)
outta nowhere Diego starting to yell in Croatian
Ben gettin up in his face growling in Portuguese
All things considered, it wasn't that bad of a day.
Bad, sure, but not the worst Jaskier had ever had.
Countless times, he had been forced to flee a bed chamber without his breeches while angry people chased him, so really this could have been much worse.
Drunkenly flinging himself at his witcher and proclaiming his undying love for him wasn't that bad.
Especially, since said Witcher hadn't pushed him away or told him to fuck off...yet.
"Fuck off," came a chuckle, "you're being a sappy drunk again."
Geralt gently grabbed Jaskier's shoulders and pushed him away.
He gave him a strange look that had Jaskier cringing inwardly at his own foolishness.
If he had been in possession of any sort off coordination, he would have high-tailed it out of here, but as if were, his legs were too wobbly to make a graceful exit.
Jaskier tried to take a step back, but as soon as he did, he started swaying.
Kind as he was, Geralt tightened his grip on Jaskier's shoulders to steady him.
"Let go," Jaskier demanded unconvingly, "I need to run away before you realise that I fucked up."
Much to Jaskier's chagrin, Geralt pulled him closer instead, wrapping on arm around his waist to hold him even steadier than before.
"No, I don't think so," Geralt said, a smile starting to tug at his lips as he made sure Jaskier couldn't wind himself out of this grip.
Oh, but this was just unfair.
Perfect as Geralt was otherwise he could be a smug bastard.
Quietly sighing, Jaskier slumped against him.
"Roach is so going to judge me," he moaned, hiding his face in Geralt's chest.
"She told me she'd not tell you that I love you and now I did it myself."
"Tragic," Geralt deadpanned.
"Utmost tragic," Jaskier agreed, "because now you know and you won't want to be my friend anymore."
Valiantly, Jaskier fought back tears, which proved to be an exceptionally hard task in his drunk state.
"What makes you think I didn't know before?" Geralt asked, making Jaskier pale in horror.
"Xenovox Yennefer for me and tell her to portal me far, far away from here, will you?" Jaskier mumbled into Geralt's chest, who had the audacity to pat his head and chuckle at his misery.
"Yennefer would only laugh at you and, well, I would miss my husband, even if he tends to be quite forgetful when he's drunk."
Zero words could make it past Jaskier's lips before Geralt captured them in a kiss that proved truly effective in reminding Jaskier that, Geralt, his husband, did in fact love him back.
Can’t stop thinking about how Caroline resents Shiv the most of all her children, and Gerri is her godmother but believes in Roman more, and Marcia is openly antagonistic towards her but will comfort Kendall. Like no wonder she gets along with exactly zero women? She was never shown any warmth by them growing up. In fact she’s the only one who doesn’t seem to have adopted any kind of parental figure- Kendall seems to have been close with Frank, and Connor stepped up for Roman on more than one occasion. But even Connor seems less involved with Shiv. Poor Shiv.
since witchers can see really well in the dark, there’s no need to light the hallways of Kaer Morhen with torches
So the first time Jaskier visits the keep, he keeps bumping into things bc he can’t see a thing and the witchers keep forgetting that he’s practically blind in the dark
obviously, the only solution is that Geralt always has to hold his hand to guide him.
(especially since the torches all seem to mysteriously disappear)