ive been thinkin about the witcher again
jaskier and geralt having soft bff moments is so important to me
@whataboutthebard Jaskiers heat AND fullmoon on the same day?? ultimate combo. (It’s good that they’re in the woods somewhere - Geralt is not an territorial or jealous alpha, and Jaskier is quite the bossy omega, but were!ralt is on an other page)
* who has shipped Spirk since that night in 1967 that Amok Time first aired
* and helped storm NBC to keep TOS on the air for a 3rd season
* and wrote fanfic way back in the day
* and was privileged to be around for the earliest days of fandom, when Leonard used to come to your house if that’s where the fan club was meeting and sit on the sofa with you in that Spock hair cut and eat cake
All of you who are writing TOS/AOS fan fiction and creating fan art now: remember, YOU are the ones shaping the traditions of fandom. You have inherited the kingdom. Bless you for keeping it vibrant, growing, alive. In fifty years, you will be the ones who are remembered for molding it and handing it down to the future. It probably doesn’t feel like now, but you are making history.
Your current addiction to TOS and the feels you get when you contemplate the love between Jim and Spock will be with you for life. It won’t always be in the forefront; you will sometimes go years, sometimes go a decade, without Star Trek being more than a passing thought. But then something will remind you and every consuming feeling you feel right now will come rushing back, every bit as powerful and deep and strong as it is today. All there, right where you left it.
The friendships you make in fandom will be with you for life. Like all friendships, they will wax and wane as the focus of your life shifts over time, but you will always be able to pick up the thread. You will — to give you a hypothetical example — be 77 years old and discover Tumblr and get a rush of Spirk feels after a decade of not giving TOS a thought, and contact your 83-year-old fangirl friend in the nursing home, to whom you haven’t spoken in several years. You will open the conversation with, “So, Jim and Spock love each other and that just makes me so happy.” And your friend in the nursing home will sigh and say, “Yes. They do love each other. It’s such a comfort.”
That look that Jim and Spock give each other, of absolute adoration and acceptance and love? That’s real. It’s rare, but it’s real. One of my greatest joys in life is to see my son and his husband give each other looks like that. Of course I don’t know you; I don’t know your strengths and struggles or your place on the spectrum of gender or anything about your sexuality or what you look like or what your life has taught you to believe about yourself, but I do know this: YOU DESERVE TO BE LOVED AND LOOKED AT THE WAY JIM AND SPOCK LOOK AT EACH OTHER. Please don’t accept less than that in your life.
The future of our planet does not seem very hopeful at the moment. But please remember that when Gene created Star Trek, the world was in turmoil and the future seemed very bleak. Star Trek is, was, always shall be about hope. Reach for it. When TOS first aired, we hoped to see some form of a Starfleet on the horizon in our lifetimes. That vision must be passed on to you. Do it. Make the world worthy of launching the human race out into space. CREATE STARFLEET.
You are all creative and funny and amazing. Far more amazing than you know. Be kind to yourselves. Live long and prosper, kids.
Tags are in reference to my first bullet point. Meant as a kudos to your work, but feel free to untag yourself if you don’t want to be linked to my ramblings; I won’t be offended! (Also, this extends to a thousand other artists and writers out there who deserve kudos. tag at will.)
@spockslash will not be taken down until / unless tumblr takes it down.
Love from “Fandom Grandma” Dee’s children
I see my future and it looks bright. 🤩
As Jaskier stretches, arms long and high above his head, the hem of his shirt lifts just enough for Geralt to catch a glint of silver.
For someone who seems to get laid every weekend (and sometimes, even more frequently than that), Jaskier seems almost reluctant to flaunt his body they way he does his other… attributes. Always bragging about his style and music and charm with little to no shame.
But Geralt has hardly ever seen anything beneath the ridiculously expensive clothes, despite having lived with him for over a year.
One would think this would help keep whatever fantasies he had at bay, yet Geralt’s otherwise unimaginative daydreams have provided increasingly ridiculous scenarios to get his annoying(ly good looking) musician room mate into bed.
Not once had he considered piercings.
Maybe he really does lack the creative spark, as Jaskier has implied more than once.
“Hello? Continent to Geralt?”
Geralt blinks and looks up from Jaskier’s regrettably covered midriff.
“You were entirely completely out of it just now.” He places his hands on his hips and sighs through his nose. “Want to share with the class what you were thinking about?”
Pulling at your bellybutton ring with my teeth.
“Fuck off.” Geralt growls.
Jaskier frowns deeply. “Alright then.” He walks away, as if he hadn’t just completely ruined the rest of Geralt’s evening.
Because if Jaskier is hiding one piercing, who’s to say he’s not hiding another?
And here’s my 3rd entry for the @lambertbigbang
You can find the uncensored version of the drawing here
I paired up with @bardlingb who wrote the story that goes with it and had a lot of fun working on this piece so give the story a read when you can.
Check out this art! You can read the story I wrote here! I hope you enjoy!!!
Flower, babe, I would like to very respectfully request some Jaskilion! What if one of them gets tied up with some pretty silk ribbons, maybe even a gag because it's imperative that they stay quiet?
Written for the most amazing soulmate a bitch could ask for (it’s me, I’m a bitch) and for Teef Week in @thewitcherbog!!
beware all ye who enter here, there’s bondage, thigh biting, and cocks
Jaskier ran his hands slowly down Dandelion’s thighs as he admired his handiwork. He had known that the blond man would look good tied up in silk, and now he had the evidence in front of him to prove it. The blue of the ribbons complimented him nicely, accenting the pink flush of his skin. Curling his fingers, Jaskier turned his light caress into a scratch, dragging lines down Dandelion’s thighs.
Dandelion groaned; the normally loud sound muffled by the ribbon Jaskier had used to gag him with.
Kneeling down, Jaskier licked across Dandelion’s balls, avoiding his cock, “What do you think, should I get another ribbon and tie you up tight down here, too? Edge you until you cry?” Dandelion moaned, his hips thrusting up as best they could.
“Mmm, I thought you would like that idea.” Jaskier moved down further, laving his tongue over the scratches he had marked his boyfriend with. “You look so good with my mark on you, Dandy.”
Dandelion whimpered, the sound bringing a smirk to Jaskier’s face. He loved his boyfriend always, but he held a special fondness for him when he was so weak. Dandelion was always so strong, so in control in his day to day, that seeing him like this, so trusting in Jaskier to take the reins, was a powerful feeling indeed.
“You like it too, don’t you? Being marked by me, being mine.”
Jaskier kissed the inside of his thigh before biting down on it, just hard enough to leave a mark. He watched Dandelion’s cock jump as he ran his tongue over the bite.
That night was going to be fun.
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Love him… love mr. cool…
So deer have this instinct to stand tall and walk like a king when they notice something (a predator) watching them so they look like strong opponents since predators usually target the weakest members of the herd. The baby is doing the Don’t Eat Me Walk.
Predators: “How could I possibly eat someone THAT cool??”
I don’t want to end Amazon, because it provides an incredibly useful service to the disabled community, the elderly, and those who simply don’t have time to go shopping due to working three jobs and the like. There currently isn’t a major alternative on the market that is the same level of cheap and accessible.
What I do want to do is enforce some goddamn antitrust laws on major web-based companies like Amazon and Google and Facebook, and roll back their attempts at monopolizing entire industries, and make them pay their lowest-rung workers a fair wage and stop running their warehouses like a scene from a dystopian nightmare.
I also want to guillotine Jeff Bezos but thats just a personal dream yknow?
Every time I see your Witcher fanart on my dash I just like to stop and stare and smile for a good long while. Chibi Jaskier is the light of my life and he's so squishable but I shan't squish him for fear of angry witchers. Thank you so much for the bestest boy!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh my gosh, thank you!! ;_______; this is so adorable aaaaaaa thank *you* ;A; !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! old and ugly sketch in coming
I just found out that I am getting thrown out of my flat, and finding something new is going to be tricky. Can I just move in with chibi Jaskier? I can bake, plus I'd be willing to share the colourful contents of my sizeable closet (though they are mostly dresses and some blouses rather than doublets)!
The “cling-cling” sound you’ve just heard? Corvo Bianco’s keys. They’re all yours. Geralt and BB won’t mind, Jaskier gave his word.
On a more serious note, I’m truly sorry. :( I really hope you can figure this out soon…! I’m wishing you all the best. Unfortunately, there’s not much I can do, so here’s Jaskier with Roach Jr. (also known as Pigasus) in an attempt to steal a smile from you, at least…!
The Witcher: Nightmare of the Honey Cake continues
two more honey cakes before going to bed! Thank you @death-destiny-heroics-heartbreak and Lyndsey on instagram! X3
Apparently a part of the reason why farmed bees stay in the beehives that humans build for them is because the farm hives are safer and sturdier. I don’t know how a busy Discord server’s worth of bugs that only have one brain cell each would logically conclude that the humans protect them from outside threats, illness and parasites, but if I understood right, the bees would be free to move away and build a new nest somewhere else any time they’d want, and they simply choose not to.
You know how in almost every culture, people have some concept of “if I sacrifice something that I made/grew/produced to the Gods, they will ward me and my harvest from evil”?
So, in a way, don’t the bees willingly sacrifice a part of their harvest to an entity not only far greater than them, but nearly beyond their comprehension, in exchange for protection against natural forces wildly outside of their own control?
So tell me, beekeepers, what are you to your bees, if not a mildly eldritch God?
Can’t stop thinking about the tavern wench who got to fuck a strong, gorgeous, “lustful” (canon) feminist celebrity of the Continent for 3 days.
Wait. 3 days?
“I haven’t had nothing but Geralt of Rivia for three stinking days.”
“You look amazing, girl! What diet are you on?”
Sounds like a liquid protein diet with no active ingredients.
I’ll take that workout lifestyle any day.
And we all know that nutrition is key.
Geralt puts the nut in nutrition 😏
This whole thread, I’m 😳😳😂😂😂
In a good way 😏
I love you guys so much😅
Holy fucking shit this thread is glorious! Probably the best I’ve ever seen.
I love this thread. 😁😍😎
- He paid her his last coin, and not the room.
- He thanked her for everything.
- When the innkeeper bursts in, she leans in closer to Geralt.
Tells you what kind of customer he must be. I’ll be his lady of the evening any time
I was thinking about the paying thing too! 🥺
Love* how everyone is like “ugh, a witcher. A brute. Doesn’t feel emotion, blah blah blah” and then Geralt is like: sweet puppy, respectful, gentleman, soff boi, basically the total opposite of what is said about him
*it’s a love hate relationship with that
Wow i feel so much better thanks…
Last thing I see before i get run over is the car giving me “then perish” eyes
My bus stares me straight in the eyes as it passes by and decides not to stop for me
(deep breath) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Very very respectfully I would like to suggest..... catralt and catskier curled up asleep in a sunbeam
It’s puppy Jaskier instead!