The Witcher Headcanon (Modern Au) - Error 404 Brain Not Found: Bonus Scene - Part 8
"I dare you to lick that!"
"I dare you to eat that!"
Those two phrases had been spoken off and on as Geralt and Jaskier travelled on the Path, looking for contracts.
Geralt had pulled into a gas station to refuel and take a p*ss break.
"I dare you to lick the toilet seat." Geralt said as he washed his hands.
Jaskier's head snapped towards him, incredulous. "Lick a gas staton toilet seat? I wouldn't even lick the toilet seat at home!"
"Ok, then I dare you to lick the urinal instead,"
Jaskier paled. "No! No, I'll lick the seat..." He went into the stall, Geralt following to confirm he actually did it. Jaskier faced the toilet seat.
It sat before him, stained, dingy, yellowed and cracked with age, and probably teeming with germs and diseases. And it probably hadn't been cleaned properly...ever.
"If I catch some godsd*mned horrible disease and die, it'll be on your head!"
"Hmm!"
*offended gasp* "What do you mean I've put my mouth on dirtier things?"
"Hm!"
"Yeah? Well, at least I knew where those things had been...er... At least I knew they were...knew I was the only one....er...."
"Fine. I see your point."
Jaskier crouched close to the commode and hesitated, staring at the filthy seat. The filthy seat with p*ss stains so thick, they looked like butter, and sh*t residue that would require a grinder and bleach to remove.
And oh, gods, was that gummy stuff what he thought it was???
He thought about backing out right then, but shoved the thought away. Julian Alfred Pankratz did not pull out back out!
Jaskier said a brief prayer, then closed his eyes and licked the toilet seat.
Geralt snapped a picutre with his phone. For documentation purpose. Yeah. It absolutely wasn't so he could send it to his brothers.
Jaskier immediately spat and splashed water from the sink faucet on his tongue, then rushed to Roach to disinfect his mouth with a little whiskey while Geralt went to fill up the gas tank.
The gas station attendand looked out the window a few minutes after the Witcher had paid and gone back outside, and saw him on his hands and knees next to his van.
Was he ill? Did he drop something?
No. As the attendant watched, confused as h*ll, the Witcher leaned down and licked an oil stain while his companion laughed. Then he got up, they both got in the van, and they drove away. Well, that was going to be a fun story to tell.
Geralt stopped in the next town for lunch. He sat at the table, looking over the restaraunt menu while he waited for his drink. He gripped the underside of the table with one hand to help pull himself closer, and put his hand in someone's chewing gum.
"I dare you to chew that!" Jaskier said, as Geralt went to pick the gum off his fingers with a paper napkin. Geralt made a face. He didn't really want to chew someone else's gum, but he didn't want the undesired consequence of getting kicked in the nads for turning down a dare. He was a Witcher, so he was immune to most diseases anyway, which worked out in his favor. A little A.B.C. gum wasn't going to kill him.
So Geralt chewed the pre-masticated gum.
"What does it taste like?" Jaskier whispered out of morbid curiosity.
"Hmm. Spearmint. Cigarettes..." Geralt rumbled as he chewed, "Cheese, or something sweet. I can't really place it. Oh, wait. Bad kidneys. Probably from diabeetes."
"That sucks for him." Jaskier said, not even questioning Geralt's analysis. It was a Witcher Thing.
"Her."
"You can stop now."
*smug hmmm.*
Later that day, Jaskier almost ate an earthworm Geralt found under a rock as they wandered through the woods, looking for nekkers.
Almost, because he ended up spitting it out after trying to be funny and suck it up like a spaghetti noodle. Geralt had doubled over laughing as Jaskier gagged on the worm. Jaskier's face had twisted up, and he'd made this humorus gargling noise before spitting the worm out.
Jaskier dared Geralt to lick a sticky substance off the side of a tree. It was probably sap. It was difficult tell. It wasn't particularly sap-colored, and didn't have that resin smell.
Geralt couldn't sense anything toxic about it, so he leaned in and licked the stream of goo. Hm. That was an odd flavor. It tasted kind of like...goat and something musky...
Geralt gagged and grabbed his canteene. He desperately started rinsing his mouth.
"What?" Jaskier asked, hovering between concern and confusion. Geralt babbled something about dryads and satyrs f***ing as he spat and gargled frantically. "That's not sap!" he screamed in lowercase.
Jaskier gasped, then ugly laughed, "You-you licked satyr nut!"
"Do you mind?" the tree grumbled in Elder, in a crabby tone, "I'm kind of worn out and would like to sleep!"
"You licked satyr nut off a treeussy!" Jaskier said to Geralt out of the corner of his mouth before addressing the dryad. Geralt elbowed him sharply in the ribs.
"A thousand appologies! We didn't mean to disturb you," Jaskier paused to bow slightly before continuing, "My friend and I were just passing through, and we will be on our way now."
The tree grumbled and shook its branches in a shooing motion at them.
They quickly left.
Geralt spat periodically as they walked in silence, a vaguely haunted look on his face.
"Dare Truce?" Jaskier offered.
"Dare Truce."
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I've been thinking, but do you have faceclaims for the characters(i know it is not for everyone, cause it can take a bit of the ability to imagine how the chars look for oneself), but i was curious.
Also i wanted to know, how long exactly does F!Caden wear her hair? Like do you have picutes, cause i can't picutre the exact length for the love of hell.
I don’t actually, but I’d be interested to see how you all see the characters in that way! I’m certain I could come up with some if you’d like to see them though!
I mainly have an amalgamation of various inspirations that I took when creating the characters, if that can in the same realm.
I’ll put them underneath the cut in case anyone doesn’t wish to see it. (Not all of the ROs will be included, not at this time anyway, this is just a general sense of what I mean.)
Koda: I envision Koda as somewhat of a Jason Momoaesque character. Not that Jason Momoa is his face claim, but just the general feel, you know? I’m not certain if Jason has that Himbo energy, but Koda definitely does!
Scarlett: She’s derived from a variety of characters— a good portion of them being femme fatales— like Jessica Rabbit, Poison Ivy, Koriand’r, and Daenerys Targaryen, to name a few.
Reginald/Regina: They came from my own head mostly, but I took inspiration from characters like Maura Isles and Sherlock Holmes (in a way).
I just included three to give you the general gist of what I meant, but I can do all of them at a later point if you’d like!
In all actuality I have more concrete “face claims” or facial inspiration for the side characters than the ROs. An example of one being: Professor Johansson, for instance, is just F!Eivor (in my mind).
As for F!Caden’s hair I did find a picture for you! Just envision it has curly black hair:
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