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spielzeugkaiser · 1 year
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ooh what about bear!jask (lovingly) manhandling geralt if ur up for it?
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[MASTERPOST] - Bear!Jaskier my beloved... yes.
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letshareapapou · 10 months
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Some long hair Witcher!Jaskier for your consideration
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bardcore-jaskier · 1 year
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♡ Joey Batey sword fighting ♡
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I've been reading witcher!Jaskier fanfics on AO3 lately and I'm one of those people who have a very active imagination so I have no trouble picturing Jaskier fighting with a sword. But I recently came across a TikTok video where someone said that certain people are unable to visualize mental images, it's a condition called aphantasia. So I made the second gif for those who might need a little reference to go off of when reading fanfics. + Even if you don't have aphantasia, it's still a very entertaining concept to feast one's eyes upon!
If you are wondering where I found that clip, it is from a compilation of Joey Batey's scenes in Knightfall on YouTube:
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avixenk · 1 year
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HELLO I'M BACK ON MY AU BULLSHIT
Witcher!Jaskier might just be the most fucked up experiment in Witcher history. Those fucked-in-the-head mages decided they wanted to see what would happen if you took a mutated Cat Witcher kid and then mutate them again with the Viper methods. Somehow Jaskier (Julian) survived it so now he's double mutated, part Cat and part Viper. Arguably the two most fucked up of the schools.
Perhaps he's just the normal level of crazy, maybe double, or maybe in some cosmic joke or other the two crazies cancelled each other out.
His abilities and senses are either matched or are better than Geralt's. Maybe his hair is all white too or there are just a few strands of brown hair that clung on.
Jaskier is very much both a Cat and a Viper Witcher. He's gone through both of their training and trials. He's done some awful things for coin and he, as witchers do, hates himself for them.
He melted down his cat and viper medallions and with it made a Sabertooth Tiger headed medallion for himself.
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I propose that Jaskier has always had enhanced Witcher senses and just never realized that it wasn't perfectly normal.
"What do you mean of course humans can hear the heartbeat of other people? Do you even know how many lyrics there are about hearts stumbling? Listening to the heartbeat of your lover???"
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jotiko · 2 years
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I'm a sucker for Witcher!Jaskier who abandons the Path to be a bard instead but after the Mountain he is tempted to "Kill" the everyone's favourite bard to distance himself from the memories of his travels with Geralt.
He finally does it couple of months later when Nilfgaardian soldiers try to capture him. He kills them, retrieves his Witcher gear*, and then makes sure the rumor of the bard's demise spreads far and wide
*He doesn't wear any insignia and does his best to hide his swords as well, trying to stay as much under the radar as possible
He is back on the Path and within a month he runs into Ciri. He is petty enough not to do anything about it at first, she is after all Geralt's child surprise. But he is not petty enough to let her die or be captured by Nilfgaard when he sees them attack her. Jaskier saves Ciri and well. It's not like he can just tell a child to fuck off now. They start traveling together, Jaskier deciding that taking her to Kaer Morhen is probably the best bet.
They don't make it to the Keep together. One day, in a village not that far from the Keep, they run into Geralt. Well, Ciri runs into him, Jaskier is off on a job in nearby woods. He has left Ciri in a small apothecary of an old lady who hired him. Geralt is there to replenish some herbs. She tells him she's been traveling with a man who promised to help her find Geralt which is why they were so near the Keep. Geralt is on high alert, but when the man doesn't return after several days, they leave for Keep alone
Jaskier for his part is very aware of Geralt as soon as he is done with the hunt. He starts walking in the opposite direction of the village and only turns back because he sees injured Eskel and has a bad feeling and he wants to make sure Ciri will be fine. He makes it to the Keep just in time to save the day (no one dies). Geralt is very confused
Jaskier also punches Geralt in the face for his assholery (I am living vicariously through this) He also promises to kill him if he hurts Ciri ❤️
Jaskier doesn't leave only because Ciri asks him to stay and he helps train her, finding Wolves' methods stupid and wrong. Like, Ciri is not a big muscly witcher and never will be as strong physically as Wolves and they can't just ignore that. Jaskier, despite having witcher strength, is also not very big and thus has always relied more on his agility rather then physical strength and privately teaches Ciri his fighting style. She does win a sparing fight against Geralt (even if part of the reason is his surprise and inability to predict her moves; it's the only fight she wins against him without using any magic)
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whyzowl · 2 years
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“-That doesn’t make sense-”
“It was him, Geralt. It was your bard. He’s a Witcher.”
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I love jaskier witcher fics! and I love when he's good at his job and just hates it, or just loves being a bard too much to be happy witchering. but it's come to my attention lately from several (unfortunately unfinished) fics that what if jaskier was a terrible witcher.
baby jask who cries and sits down and refuses to run the obstacle course. jaskier who throws up every time he kills something. jaskier who memorized monster facts by making up songs but got so excited imagining fake battles he no longer remembers which facts are real and which ones were embellishments to make his songs more exciting. he frequently climbs trees to escape the smaller monsters.
one time he got cursed by a sorcerer but there was no way he was gonna be able to kill that guy so he's just cursed now.
jaskier who was a witcher but finds out a way to be a bard through sheer self preservation (he's useless at completing contracts harder than like 2 drowners) boy's gotta eat! maybe he gets cursed to be human or something and just rolls with it because it's not like it could be harder than witchering.
maybe a geralt adopting this terrible witcher because geralt saved him once and he's just so pathetic, look at his little face. maybe he's only still alive because he makes friends with powerful people XD Yen would roast the shit out of him and she would be right.
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chillmachinebroke · 2 years
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Witcher!Jaskier au but I make up the school of the kangaroo for him to be from. Wolves have pups, vipers have hatchlings, bears have cubs.
  Well this Jaskier is a joey
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yourlocalgardenshed · 11 months
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post-metinna breakdown in a field of dandelions (or buttercups) bearskier because yeah
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respectwomenjuice · 1 year
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oky okay im looking for a geraskier fic on ao3 where after the mountain witcher!jaskier takes up the path again and he and geralt end up on the same contract? i think ciri may have been there?
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spielzeugkaiser · 2 years
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[MASTERPOST]
This could have used more work, but I'm giving up. Witcher!Jaskier trained to help Geralt, yes, but he ends up using his many skills only for showmanship and parcour.
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bambinotcambi · 10 months
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Random ass question but I’m curious, whenever I see Witcher!Jaskier fanart or fics Jaskier is almost always depicted as having a scar on his face. Like almost always.
I just wanna know why. Like.. when… as a whole group did everyone collectively agree that “ah, yes, he will have a long scar on his face if he were a Witcher.” (Y’know, that or no scar on his face but it’s always either or.)
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tired0artist · 2 years
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Back in my geraskier faze I suppose.
🗡🧪Witcher!Jaskier🧪🗡
“Humans die all the time, I’m sure whatever people I— Jaskier, knew. Will come to the same conclusion. Now will you open that portal for me or should I find a way home myself?”
The mage observed him for a moment, before finally nodding in resignation “I cannot keep you here against your will, Julian. But, please find someone you know and try to talk to them about what happened. Or try to find me when you’re ready to—“
“Fine. Now let me go.” he waved her off, only watching as she left him for a moment just to return with a small bag and… and a lute. As he was handed the instrument, he felt bitterness, sadness and envy suddenly twisting his insides, making his hands shake with the need to destroy the lute. But he didn’t. He accepted it along with the bag that smelled like him. It seems that his smell stayed the same, perhaps a bit cleaner.
“Please, also take this with you.” the mage asked, holding out a golden necklace with a square blue pendant attached “If you ever need to find me, rub your finger across the pendant three times and whisper essea dh'oine blathanna.”
Julian raised his brow at the sorceress, repeating the elder speech “Essea dh'oine blathanna.” she nodded at him proudly, making him grin as he translated “I am human of flowers. Interesting incantation, Lady Merigold.”
The mage’s cheeks turned darker in clear embarrassment “It’s not supposed to be an incantation! Just a way to know that it’s you contacting me…”
He smiled, the longer he studied the Sorceress in front of him, the more he was convinced that Lady Merigold was a rather young mage. That would also explain why she was so invested in his case, she didn’t yet lose her innocence. Her eyes in fact reminded him of a child… of himself as a boy.
“I’ll be sure to use it if I need to, Lady Merigold. Thank you for your help.” Julian said in a kinder and softer tone than before, making the mage look up at him with her hopeful eyes and smile.
“It was a pleasure to help you, Julian. I truly hope that everything goes well for you.”
Julian nodded and that was that. Not long after he found himself in Skellige, Kaer Trolde behind him as he travels deeper into the island. It’s nearly dawn when he makes it to Kaer Gelen, or rather what’s left of it.
The old keep has always been in a painful state, but Julian as the last Bear Witcher of Skellige kept it from falling apart completely. Looking at it after apparently 20 years of his absence, he feels that sleeping in a cave would feel more hospitable. Still, he goes inside trying not to think about the cold autumn air that’s howling.
He moves some of the rubble and makes it down into the cellars, there he puts away his things and builds a small fire, warming up the room while he looks through various chests he himself put there.
It didn’t take long to find his spare armor and get dressed in it. The sudden weight of his thick bear armor that ran down to his ankles and the two swords on his back, made him breathe easier than in the colorful silky clothes. He felt safer, more like himself and like it was easier to pretend that nothing happened.
But then as he moves to remove the golden rings that adore his fingers along with the earrings, he stops. Witchers don’t wear jewelry. They don’t care for such things. They don’t care… and yet Julian cares.
The old feelings of envy and longing climbing from where he buried them ages ago, the memory of a small and skinny boy looking longingly at the beautiful woman and her fine and shining jewelry, clawing at him like a persistent cat.
He leaves the jewelry on.
After a moment of thought he grabs a mirror from the bottom of one of the chests. He carries it with himself, closer to the fire and ever so slowly lifts it. Witchers don’t care about how they look. They don’t. And yet, Julian cares as he looks into the old mirror.
His face is clean, lacking the beard Julian often grew to look more like the others. To look more manly and tough. His brown hair still has the thick streak of white in it, so does his left brow and the corner of his eyelashes. But now his hair is short, boyish almost and not long and kept in a bun like before. His eyes are still a glowing cold, nearly gray, blue with slit pupils and he still bears the large scar on his left temple and a smaller one on chin.
Julian looks like himself, but also so different.
He puts away the mirror, before he can focus on the beautiful jewelry adoring his ears. While he’s at it, he grabs the bard's clothes and stuffs them into the chest. He doesn’t burn them. Julian tries not to linger on figuring out why.
This is my first take on a Witcher Jaskier! And this little piece became a longer fic on ao3, so if you’d like to read more please go ahead!
Glimpse of us—> https://archiveofourown.org/works/40773315/chapters/10216627
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zoebeeeeeeeee · 2 years
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Another Witcher!Jaskier Bard!Geralt palette from @abisalli . Gerald definitely wasn't writing love sonnets or anything, don't even fuckin worry about it
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Jaskier running around a witcher keep, eating things in a laboratory and experiencing ZERO consequences for his actions suddenly makes a lot more sense, huh
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