#ask away

making an ask game purely out of boredom

if you had to dye your hair, what colour would you pick?

in an emergency, who would you call?

favourite scent and why?

who is a role model in your life, real or fictional?

three people you wish you could meet?

would you rather be permanently moving/on the road, or live in the same place for your whole life?

describe a dream you had recently

favourite accessory you own?

how would you survive an apocalypse or at least attempt to?

dream pet?

song you listened to in childhood?

how do you show affection (this can be platonic or romantic)?

favourite film?

piece of media that left a lasting impact on you?

any “paranormal” or unexplainable experiences?

favourite type of chocolate?

drink of choice?

a compliment you’ve received?

best gift you’ve gotten?

dream car?

describe a nightmare you’ve had?

favourite time of day/night?

a hobby you tried but didn’t stick with?

movie or tv show you want to watch?

dream room?

share one outlook you have on life?

a favourite lyric?

favourite way to spend time alone?

share an adventure you went on?

What song makes you feel better?

What is your go to comfort show?

Reading or writing? Why?

Whats your favorite feeling?

How do you like to take care of yourself?

What’s your favorite candle scent?

Who do you feel most like yourself around?

Whats a fabric/texture that’s nostalgic for you?

Best childhood moment?

When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried? (or just felt really good afterwards)

Do you have a comfort item? Tell us about it!

What calms you down?

Bath or shower to relax?

Whats something upcoming that you’re excited for?

Comfort food?

What’s something you want to create soon?

How do you feel best loved?

What age in life do you think you’ll feel most yourself at?

Have you ever written or received a love letter?

Tell us about a memory you hold close to your heart.

Tea, Coffee, or hot cocoa?

Name of your favorite playlist?

Have you ever received flowers?

Who is your bestfriend?

If your soul was a color, what would it be?

If you could live anywhere with anyone you want, where would it be and who would you bring?

Do you like to garden? Have you ever grown something?

What are you proudest of?

Are you a kind person?

Bringing age into it doesn't defeat the point that you did a crime, also 200?! Yeah that type of money can definitely harm someone financially for a bit depending on their situation, they most likely saved that shit up just to get the luxury?? 😭 They could of probably used that for a lot of shit, like a singular grocery run (lmfao sorry)

Fact everyone in the comments were hyping it up, down playing the crime, which if you dont know SCAMING IS A CRIME especially if it's for real money, a few saying they're also going to do this tf <///3333 "Remembering the time I scammed someone for having a difference stance on fiction 😂😂😂😂😂" okay weirdo

▸ I DONT CONDONE ANY HARASSMENT TOWARDS ANYONE THAT IS POSTED TO THIS PAGE, ANTI OR NOT.

♢☆Pierrot Headcanons☆♢

Warnings: Slight spice, no nsfw, fluff

“Wait—how do you know Lambert?” Geralt asked, the question slipping out sharp as a drawn blade, caught somewhere between suspicion and disbelief.

Jaskier blinked at him, entirely unbothered. “Oh, that? He’s my godfather,” he said, as casually as one might remark on the weather.

Geralt stared. Truly stared. His eyes widened until it seemed a wonder they did not tumble free and roll across the floor. “How,” he said slowly, “is that even remotely possible?”

“Well,” Jaskier began, with the air of someone about to recount a perfectly ordinary tale, “it all started when I was a baby, and a fae tried to curse me.”

Geralt’s brow furrowed. “A fae cursed you?”

“Tried,” Jaskier corrected, lifting a finger as though this distinction were sacred law. “Important difference. You see, the fae was hopelessly in love with my mother—tragic, really—who, inconveniently, was in love with my father. Then along came me, which did not improve matters. Jealousy, curses, the usual sort of thing.”

Geralt said nothing. He simply looked at him, face carved from stone, as Jaskier carried on, bright as birdsong.

“Anyway, it’s my first name-day, everyone’s celebrating, and this fae decides it’s the perfect moment for revenge. But—fortunate twist—Lettenhove had been dealing with drowners at the time, so my father had already hired a witcher.”

Geralt exhaled through his nose, the pieces clicking into place despite himself. “Lambert.”