Especially one of my metrics. I take them seriously.
[ Istredd's half teasing, half being serious. He is thorough in everything that he does. (Jaskier knows that in all possible ways.) But he is pleased with what this space turned into. He tends to focus the most on knowledge of the historical and literature sense, but he likes to have variety for visitors, and a few sections of musical books satisfies that. ]
My adopted children are trouble enough.
[ Istredd has two that he claims, Kell and River, both troubled youths turned into troubled gods. He does his best with them and they never doubt his love and support. He doesn't remember his own upbringing anymore but he knows in his gut he was never given the same. ]
I envy your sleeping years, I've never been able to fully turn off my mind. I'm restless.
[ This place needs constant maintenance and he barely shuts his eyes before he needs to check to see what new has come in. The other gods fill it consistently, they're very helpful that way. When he's with the dragons he rests slightly more, but not often. Jaskier deserves all the rest he can get. He smiles, slightly bashful, at the kiss on his hand. Plenty of time later and Jaskier can still get him to almost blush.
He shakes his head about his long-term partner and smiles, taking Jaskier hand to kiss the palm gently. ]
Oh he's around. Tiffs never last long. [ The two of them are rock solid and have been for centuries, unable to walk away from each other. ] And he can't tiff with me about you, as you're my exception.
[ The only person he is allowed to be like this with, outside of Kyle, who they shared. Lucifer knew how much Istredd longed for the bard and gave him a pass. ]
no subject
[ Istredd's half teasing, half being serious. He is thorough in everything that he does. (Jaskier knows that in all possible ways.) But he is pleased with what this space turned into. He tends to focus the most on knowledge of the historical and literature sense, but he likes to have variety for visitors, and a few sections of musical books satisfies that. ]
My adopted children are trouble enough.
[ Istredd has two that he claims, Kell and River, both troubled youths turned into troubled gods. He does his best with them and they never doubt his love and support. He doesn't remember his own upbringing anymore but he knows in his gut he was never given the same. ]
I envy your sleeping years, I've never been able to fully turn off my mind. I'm restless.
[ This place needs constant maintenance and he barely shuts his eyes before he needs to check to see what new has come in. The other gods fill it consistently, they're very helpful that way. When he's with the dragons he rests slightly more, but not often. Jaskier deserves all the rest he can get. He smiles, slightly bashful, at the kiss on his hand. Plenty of time later and Jaskier can still get him to almost blush.
He shakes his head about his long-term partner and smiles, taking Jaskier hand to kiss the palm gently. ]
Oh he's around. Tiffs never last long. [ The two of them are rock solid and have been for centuries, unable to walk away from each other. ] And he can't tiff with me about you, as you're my exception.
[ The only person he is allowed to be like this with, outside of Kyle, who they shared. Lucifer knew how much Istredd longed for the bard and gave him a pass. ]