Jaskier - Incubus
Jaskier kneels beside her in the dream and says, “You don’t need to open it. You are the door.”
“Yes,” he admits. “But right now, I want to know what’s behind that door more than I want to feed.”
Desire isn’t something to steal or exploit. Even when you’re built to consume, the deepest hunger is often for connection, truth, or self-forgiveness. An incubus who listens instead of takes doesn’t grow weak — he grows human .
The Hunger of a Tune
That surprises her. She lets him try. Jaskier doesn’t break the lock — he sings to it. A melody made of patience, not force. The door doesn’t open. But it hums back.
He writes a new song that night: “The Door That Opens Inward.” It becomes his first honest hit — no enchantment needed.
But Jaskier is a terrible incubus.
Now, he feeds on desire. Not just lust, but the raw, aching want that people hide: the wish to be seen, to be chosen, to be enough. When he sings, the air warms. When he smiles a certain way, strangers confess their secret longings. And at night, he slips into dreams — not to harm, but to taste .
Jaskier enters her dream. No candles, no velvet whispers. Just a long hallway, and Elara pressing her hands against the door, weeping in frustration.
And Jaskier, the failed incubus? He finally understands: the best seduction is just showing someone the door they forgot they had the key to. incubus jaskier
She wakes with a gasp — and for the first time in three years, she opens her actual window. Sunlight pours in. She weeps, but the tears are light.
“Let me help,” he says softly.
Jaskier was not always an incubus. Once, he was merely a traveling bard with a quick lute, quicker tongue, and a heart that bruised like a peach. But after a cursed night in a faerie circle — trading a strand of his soul for “unforgettable melodies” — he woke up changed. Jaskier kneels beside her in the dream and
Jaskier, meanwhile, feels something strange. He fed — not on her fear or lust, but on the release of her trapped desire. And for once, he isn’t hungry after. He’s full.
