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can i request some character x reader from the autumn prompts you've reblogged?

i'd love the "watching scary movies" with eddie and “what are you reading?” with jaskier please 💕

Hello my love! I'm good, I hope you are as well?

Thank you sooo much for these requests. I'll do the Eddie one later, but I'm finished with Jaskier, which turned out surprisingly short for a change. Make room for Professor Pankratz. It was supposed to go differently but... eh as per usual the characters did their own thing.

Pairing: Jaskier x gn!Reader Words: 954 Warning: None really, just a little fluffy

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Jaskier was in Oxenfurt to teach, and he loved it. He enjoyed spending time with eager students who listened to his every word, who wanted to hear more of his stories and songs. And who could blame him? He always enjoyed the attention, but there was one person who didn’t storm towards him or hang on his lips.

You.

You were there with the others, but you always had your nose stuck in a book - one more reason why he was intrigued by you. By now, he knew where you liked to spend some free time, because he’d walked past you a couple of times now. The first time, he’d walked by with another professor, had caught a glimpse of you, and when he’d returned later, you’d been gone. After that, he’d walked that way back to his room more frequently, and he’d often found you sitting there in the bay window overlooking the campus. The afternoon sun shone through the glass, warming the spot where you were sitting, so it was the perfect spot in these late autumn days.

You usually stayed until it became too dark to read there. It wasn’t that you didn’t like to spend time with your friends, because you did, but you needed these hours for yourself, to enjoy your books. There were just so many that you wanted to read, that you’d made it a mission to finish the books you’d gathered until the year was over. And the stack of books wasn’t exactly small.

The last time he’d seen you sitting there, he’d stayed for a while, just watching you, because you looked so content, so completely at ease, that he found himself mesmerised. Too bad one of his colleagues had pulled him away to his next class, but it was probably for the better, because if you’d caught him staring, who knew what you would have thought of him.

It was the next day that he finally took the step towards you to talk to you. Of course, he could have talked to you after class, but he always basked in the attention from the other students, while you were always leaving the room so quickly, that he never got a chance to talk to you alone. Maybe if he’d called out to you, you would have stopped, would have given him the time of day, but all the other students would have been curious about that interaction then. While he didn’t really care about rumours, he didn’t want anyone to talk shit about you - and people would. They always did.

Today, though, a lot of people had already left to visit their families, friends for a week off. Jaskier would be staying here and as it seemed, you were too, because you were sitting in your bay window again, reading a new book. You were in no rush to get anywhere, so he figured that you would be staying.

“What are you reading?” he asked, leaning against the wall next to you.

“Melitele’s tits!” you yelped, clutching the book to your chest, eyes wide when you looked up at him. “You can’t just scare people like that!”

“My deepest apologies!” He bowed, but there was a smirk on his face. “But to be fair, I wasn’t exactly quiet when I walked over here. I mean, just look at these boots.” Jaskier chuckled, watching you as you cast a glance at his shoes, still trying to calm your racing heart.

“Right… Sorry.” You shook your head, swung your legs off the ledge to get up so that you were at eye level.

“So…?” Jaskier indicated the book in your hands, still curious about what you were reading.

“Just… some poems.” Oh but if it were just harmless poems, you wouldn’t be fighting the heat that was rushing to your cheeks. Steamy poems, but you didn’t want to say that in front of your professor. Well, not technically your professor because you just sat in his courses to listen to his melodious voice while you read your books.

“Mind if I borrow it?” he asked, cocking his head to the side, eyes still fixed on you. “Kinda curious about what you like and what makes you tick.”

“I… well…” You hadn’t expected that, hadn’t expected to see the glint in his eyes as he watched you get flustered. “Alright.” And so you handed him the book, planning on never going to his courses again and to try and stay as far away from him as possible, because he’d get a really good glimpse at what you liked. It was one thing to read these kinds of poems here or in his courses, but a completely different thing when he knew that you read them and even read them himself.

“I’ve seen you in my classes.” He thumbed through the book before looking up at you again.

“Yes, I like to listen in. I enjoy your stories.” Too bad you wouldn’t be sitting in anymore, because you’d have to avoid him from now on.

“Thank you.” That made Jaskier smile, because he always loved hearing that. “So, how about you join me for dinner tomorrow? By then I’ll have read at least a couple of these poems and we could talk about them?”

When a violet eyed woman walked through the door like she owned the place, he knew for sure it was over

I'm glad you like the questions! I'm really looking forward to reading people's answers.

So I answered 17 just a while ago, but the past is the past and this is a whole new ask so I get to pick another one. >:D And this time I'm going with King, because I wanna know more about how they made that music video and all the shenanigans that went on behind the scenes. I bet there's Forbidden Secret Footage. My curiosity is endless and my willingness to bribe Joey and Madeleine (and maybe even the kids) with cupcakes is second-to-none.