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wren-of-the-woods · 2 years

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For "Give me a twirl, honey." please 😌

Thank you very much for the prompt!! This was a delight to write. Many thanks to @wians for beta-ing! <3

Geraskier fluff, 2k. Also on AO3!

It all started at that damned ball.

Jaskier’s set was over. The other musicians were playing a slow, romantic song, as was appropriate for a duke and duchess’ anniversary. All the guests were finding their partners of choice and asking them to dance. Words like “darling,” “sweetheart,” “lovely,” and “sugarplum” floated around Jaskier as he slowly made his way through the crowd to Geralt.

A few weeks ago, he and Geralt finally confessed their feelings to each other. They had been trying to work out how to navigate this new phase of their relationship ever since. The evening was romantic. Suddenly, Jaskier wanted nothing more than to share as sappy a moment with Geralt as everyone else seemed to be having with their partners.

He found Geralt in the crowd and smiled brightly to mask his slight nerves. Geralt gave him a tiny, fond smile in return and handed him a glass of wine which Jaskier took with delight. After downing the glass, he gave Geralt a winning smile and gestured to the dance floor.

“Give me a twirl, honey?”

Geralt raised an eyebrow at him, frowning a little. “Honey?”

Jaskier shrugged, a little self-conscious. “I thought it sounded sweet. Your eyes look like honey sometimes.”

“No, they don’t.”

“How would you know that?”

“Honey is brown. My eyes are yellow.”

Jaskier gasped in mock outrage. “Honey isn’t brown!”

Geralt shrugged. “The name feels overused, anyway.”

“Fine.”

Geralt had been called far too many ugly names over the years. He deserved to be called sweet things by his lover. All Jaskier had to do was figure out the perfect endearment.

In other words: Project Pet Names was go.

~~~

“Hello, sweetling,” Jaskier said as he slid onto a log next to Geralt at their camp.

Geralt raised an eyebrow. Jaskier blushed a little. They fell into awkward silence.

~~~

“Pass me my notebook, darling,” Jaskier said in their shared room at the inn.

Geralt passed the notebook. He did not react to the name.

~~~

“There you are, my lovely!” Jaskier shouted from across a marketplace.

Geralt didn’t even notice he was being addressed.

“How on earth did you not realize I was talking to you?” Jaskier groused later.

“You call everyone things like that. It could have been a barmaid you had just met, for all I knew. Of course I didn’t know you were talking to me.”

Jaskier sighed, but he saw Geralt’s point.

This was going nowhere. His attempts so far were an obvious failure. He was starting to feel rather desperate.

He would just have to be more creative.

~~~

"Hey, Ger-bear!"

Geralt stared at him, unimpressed.

~~~

“How are you, sweet cheeks?”

Geralt’s stare was more bewildered this time. Jaskier wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not.

~~~

"What do you think, honey bunny?”

“Shut the fuck up.”

~~~

“Hello, my sweet witcher-muffin!”

“This is getting ridiculous.”

“I take it I shouldn’t try ‘my little cabbage,’ then?”

“Absolutely not.”

“How about snooky ookums?”

“I will leave you on this roadside and never return.”

“Yeah, yeah. I love you too.”

Geralt flicked his nose hard, and Jaskier lost the train of their conversation while sputtering loudly and subsequently having to catch up to Roach.

~~~

"I've been trying to think of things he likes," Jaskier explained miserably to the vaguely sympathetic barmaid while Geralt was off on a hunt. "Unfortunately, half of it has to do with monster hunting or other useless things and the other half I've already tried."

"What's his favorite monster?" asked the barmaid absently. "You could use that."

"I might try."

~~~

"Well, if it isn't my very favorite-easily lopped head of a drowner for which the alderman is paying extra!"

Geralt stared at him. "What?"

"Um. Never mind."

~~~

Things shifted when they visited Kaer Morhen. Jaskier, obviously, was not as comfortable experimenting in front of Geralt’s family (especially Lambert) as he was in towns they were passing through. Despite the difficulties, though, he refused to pause his project. He listened intently to how Geralt’s family referred to him, just in case it revealed anything useful. For the most part, it was only his name, “Wolf,” and the occasional affectionate insult. Then, one evening, something extremely interesting occurred.

Geralt had been complaining about a noble and his knights that he had encountered that year. Lambert got that mischievous glint in his eyes that almost always meant trouble.

“That’s rich coming from you, Geralt Roger Eric—”

Geralt turned on Lambert with a deadly glare. The dinner knife in his hand suddenly seemed much more threatening. “If you finish that sentence, you will regret it.”

Lambert raised his hands in mock surrender, though he did not look at all repentant. The conversation moved on. Jaskier did not forget.

That night, after he and Geralt had returned to their shared room, he finally had the chance to corner Geralt and ask.

“What was that about?”

Geralt winced, looking rather trapped. “I don’t know what you mean.”

Jaskier raised an eyebrow. “Geralt Roger Eric?”

Geralt grimaced. “It doesn’t matter. It was a long time ago.”

“I should hope you know me well enough to realize that I am not going to let this go until you tell me.”

Geralt was silent for a long moment, then sighed, defeated. “It was the name I first wanted to use on the Path.”

Jaskier’s eyes widened. “Geralt Roger Eric?”

Geralt closed his eyes. His next words were strained. “It was Geralt Roger Eric du Haute-Bellegarde.”

Jaskier stared at him for a long moment in silence. Geralt refused to meet his eyes.

“What?” Jaskier managed.

“I thought it sounded knightly,” mumbled Geralt.

“Oh! Well, I suppose it does. Why didn’t you use it?”

“Vesemir told me it was too ridiculous.”

“Oh,” Jaskier said again, thoughtful. “Did you agree?”

“I didn’t see it at the time, but I agree now.”

Jaskier frowned. “So at the time, you still wanted to use the name.”

“I was young. I didn’t know better.”

“That’s not the point! The point is that they didn’t let you!”

Geralt frowned at him. “Why are you upset about this?”

“You chose a name and were refused. They took that from you. You deserve the chance to choose something so important as a name, after all the choices you didn’t get to make.”

“It was a stupid name, Jaskier.”

“Maybe, but you deserved to be stupid.”

“Stupidity gets witchers killed.”

Jaskier threw his hands up in the air. “I changed my name to fucking ‘Buttercup’ of all things and I’ve never regretted it. I like it. Why can’t you change your name to sound more knightly? You certainly act knightly enough to merit it!”

“So? Are you going to start calling me by a ridiculous name now to make up for what happened sixty years ago?”

“I very well might!”

~~~

Jaskier stuck to his resolution. He never used the name in public, because he had a feeling Geralt might combust and because he didn’t want to give Lambert more ammunition than he already had, but he took to calling Geralt by some part or variant of Geralt Roger Eric du Haute-Bellegarde on a fairly regular basis. Geralt tended to look flustered when he did so. Jaskier had yet to determine if this was because he liked it or because he was horribly embarrassed.

He stuck to it for three weeks before Geralt finally asked him to stop.

"Why, dear heart?"

“I’m not that person anymore.”

“You deserved the chance to be that person.”

“I don’t need to be him anymore.”

“Do you want to be him?”

“I don’t know. I don’t think so.”

“Oh.” Jaskier could understand that, however reluctantly. “That’s fine. I’ll stop.”

“You don’t have to stop entirely. Just… not all the time.”

“All right.”

Jaskier would respect Geralt’s wishes. The point of a special pet name would be to make him happy, after all. Unfortunately, Geralt’s chosen name had been Jaskier’s last idea. He’d already tried every nickname, endearment, or interesting epithet that he could think of.

“What should I call you, then?” asked Jaskier. His voice sounded significantly more vulnerable than he would have liked.

“What?”

“I’ve been trying to think of good things to call you for the last month and I haven’t found anything. I’m a bard. I love you with everything I am. I should be able to do better.”

Geralt deserved good things. Jaskier’s project was failing. He should be able to do better for Geralt.

Some of his thoughts must have shown on his face, because Geralt softened immediately. He did not speak, but Jaskier could tell it was the kind of silence that meant he was gathering his thoughts.

“I used to hate my name,” Geralt said eventually. “It didn’t feel like it was really mine for a very long time. Most don’t use it anyway. I have many epithets. Wolf, Butcher, Witcher… none of them are really a name. I was almost glad not to be called ‘Geralt,’ for a while, but then you came along.” He looked Jaskier in the eye, expression startlingly vulnerable. “I like how you say my name. You say it musically, like it’s something important. Significant. Worth remembering. I… like that.” Gently, tenderly, he took Jaskier’s hand. “I’ll always love anything you call me, but my name is enough to make me happy.”

Jaskier’s eyes felt rather wet. He blinked to clear them. Geralt’s expression was startlingly earnest. His hand was very warm where it still held Jaskier’s.

“Oh,” Jaskier managed.

Geralt’s brows furrowed a little. “Is that all right?”

Jaskier blinked. Geralt looked at him attentively, awaiting his judgment. Jaskier used Geralt’s hand to pull him closer and into a tight hug.

“Of course it’s all right, you ridiculous man.”

Geralt barely hesitated before hugging Jaskier back, and Jaskier spared a moment to feel proud of his witcher for how much he’d grown.

“Are you sure?” said Geralt. “I don’t want to spoil your notions of romance.”

“All I want is for you to be happy,” said Jaskier. “If nicknames aren’t the way to do that, I can live with it.”

“You don’t have to.”

“I want to do whatever makes you feel good.” Jaskier pulled back a little to look Geralt in the eyes. He smiled a little. “Though I can’t promise I won’t use silly endearments occasionally.”

Geralt chuckled. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

~~~

For the most part, Jaskier let Project Pet Names lie. It had served its purpose. Every now and then, of course, he couldn’t help but use one of the various ridiculous endearments he came up with. Most of the time, though, the way Geralt smiled when Jaskier said his name with all the love he could muster was more than enough for both of them. Geralt knew he was loved. Jaskier was happy.

Still, when Jaskier first sang his song about a brave knight named Roger Eric du Haute-Bellegarde (it was a nightmare to fit into any sort of meter, but great things were possible in the name of true love), he could have sworn he saw Geralt blush.

They both spent the evening smiling.

~~~

Seven months later, Geralt and Jaskier attended another ball. The patrons were slightly less rich and so the event was rather less fancy, which suited both of them perfectly. Just like the previous time, the couple who owned the mansion were celebrating an anniversary, and nearly the same romantic songs were being played.

This time, though, Jaskier approached Geralt with no trace of nervousness or uncertainty. Jaskier simply gave Geralt a grin and took his hand, smiling impossibly brighter as Geralt pressed a kiss to his forehead.

Though the couples around them were exchanging romantic words of their own, Jaskier paid them no mind. His own romance was more than enough to keep him occupied.

He looked up at his witcher with a soft smile.

“C’mon, Geralt.” He holds out a hand. “Give me a twirl.”

Geralt took his hand easily. “Of course.”

It was the best dance Jaskier could remember.

~~~

(“I do think your knightly name could come in handy sometime, Geralt.”

“Why’s that?”

“Well, Geralt Roger Eric Pankratz has a certain ring to it.”

“Oh.”

They kissed for a very, very long time.)

#geraskier #geralt #jaskier #the witcher #geralt x jaskier #the witcher fanfiction #wren writes #samstree #thank you again for the prompt! it was very fun to think about while i was gone #<3 #when does this take place? what is its relationship to canon? *shrug*#it's fluffy and that's all that matters

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mustangs-flames · 3 months

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I found this and I associated each phrase (almost every one) to htb situations and characters Thought this would be fun

1 - Deer to Alt!Ces 2 - Six getting hit by humanity after meeting kiddo Mark 3 - Thatcher at "Alt!Ruth" while stuck in his room 4 - Grandpa Sean at his shitty son-in-law Peter 5 - Evie talking to her parents before Adam goes bitch mode 6 - O'Brien if someone asks what he is 7 - Six being a weird dad to Adam / Alt!Ces being weird about Mark 8 - Adam's answer to that last one 9 - Adam being a rude son lmao 10 - Six and Alt!Ces being weird again 11 - Deer laughing at Alt!Ces after INWCT 12 - Alt!Ces asking Deer after WIAN 13 - Alt!Ces after Deer tells him to kill Mark 14 - Six following the new plan after Gabe roasts his ass 15 - Alt!Ces core I guess lol 16 - Adam being miserable while dating Evie 17 - Dave in TGS chapter 4 18 - The Reeds being horrible 19 - Lucifer core 20 - Mark about Real! and Alt! Cesar 21 - How was Sarah supposed to know she is the failed second coming? 22 - Mark being angry in Part 6 23 - Luci after Six fails to replace Sarah 24 - Mark and Thatcher being son and dad 25 - Evie at Adam after Eden's Path 26 - O'Brien if Thatcher says he's weird 27 - Alt!Thatcher finally saying some truth to Alt!Ces 28 - Luci when Adam starts going hungy 29 - O'Brien just being weird 30 - Basically every friendship in htb lmao

https://www.tumblr.com/creativepromptsforwriting/731352618949099520/six-word-sentences?source=share

Oh, these were really good! The last one hit me in the feelings though lmao

#hail true body au #mustang answers!#augh all these silly guys #and the one about adam feeling bad and miserable in his relationship because he can't live evelin the way she needs and wants :( </3 #god that whole part of his character... poor fucking guy

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testosteronetwunk · 4 months

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I hope you don't mind me being a linguistics dork but 常楽院 is probably (this is a really bad/unscientific transcription but) Japanese: *dʑang lak wian -> *dʑau raku win -> jourakuin. Vietnamese: *dʑang ngak wian -> **thang ngak wian -> thường nhạc viện. Sino-Xenic is p cool because the outcomes are different but usually fairly consistent.

i see i see, by listening to japanese words/place names that are sino japanese, i can usually extrapolate what the sino vietnamese equivalent would be as i’m sure you can too. when i was a kid like a 10 year old weeb studying hán-nôm i was studying japanese and chinese as well so when i heard of this place called “Hokkaido” located in the north of japan, i guessed that it was Bắc Hải Đạo. east asians are simply built different in terms of language. japanese buddhist temples are particularly easy to guess because they often have similar names to vietnamese buddhist temples LOL

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seidenbros · 1 year

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15 questions, 15 people

Thank you for tagging me @sweetpeapod 💚

Nickname: Steffi, Staff(i), Steff, Schnuffi (by my parents)

Sign: Aquarius

Height: 1,75 m / 5.74 feet

Last thing I googled: 1,75 m in feet

Song stuck in my head currently: Hard to be the Bard

# of followers: 1579

Amount of sleep: 7 hours for a change

Dream Job: author or forensic psychologist. yeah will never happen

Wearing: grey sweatpants, white/black shirt, Christmas socks and my pastel rainbow cardigan

Movie/Book that summarises you: I have absolutely no idea, but I'm up for suggestions

Favourite Song currently: Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls. Can't go wrong with that

Aesthetic: ehhh cosy rock maybe? More cosy though

Favourite Author/s: Patricia Cornwell, Rachel Gibson, JRR Tolkien

Random fact: Penguins poop every 20 minutes.

No pressure tags: @wren-of-the-woods @tellhound @jesskier @luteandsword @ashyyboyy @samlealea @ethereal27cereal @bambirex @thefreakandthehair @magnoliabutters @lavenderspark @amzngdevil @wians @dancingwiththefae @kodiakwhiskey

#staffi talks #tag game #get to know me

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eviestevie-nametaken · 4 months

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I need a million word very happy huntresses fic or hellbore fic in my life I am literally DYING Cant wait for the next chapter of WIAN!

I am absolutely down for making more hellbore fics and definitely very happy huntresses too!! honestly there’s tons of content I want to make it’s just a matter of having free time and motivation

And thank you so much! I always appreciate finding people who enjoy WIaN and it always warms my heart when they show up in my messages!! ❤️ I know exactly how I want WIaN to go, again, it’s just a matter of motivation — but hopefully the next chapter will be on the way!

#rwby #asks #glowingemberz #hellbore #very happy huntresses #I just need my job to have some mercy on me so I can get back to writing

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asrisgratitudejournal · 8 months

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Peaking

Hola amigos…

Sudah memasuki minggu ke-2 bulan September WOW… 2023 ini cepet banget gaksih, apa perasaan w aja…

Ni hari Senin awalnya mau wfh aja karena semaleman diare kebangun 2x jam 2 pagi dan 4 pagi padahal baru tidur jam 1… Akhirnya juga bangun jam 8.30 karena pengin ke belakang lagi HUHU. Yang jam 2 langsung minum Imodium 2 tablet + tolak angin, terus yang jam 4 minum norit 5 biji + oralit. Ku tuh sebetulnya punya 1 strip neo-entrostop pas kemarin otw ke UK juga sakit perut tapi gatau nyelip di mana itu obat… Yaudahlah abis ini beli lagi aja di Boots… Kemudian jam 9-an Oliv ngajak lunch bareng karena dia sudah kembali ke Oxford… Ku yang ekstrovert ini tentu saja tidak bisa resist the urge untuk ngobrol dan ketemu orang sehingga ku memutuskan untuk mandi dan berangkat jam 12 teng, setelah sebelumnya sarapan es kopi (di rumah masih panas banget) dan sandwich telor + gimbap beef dibikinin Listi huhu terharu.

Di linacre barusan makan fish dan cabbage + carrot (gaada karbonya samsek baru sadar w), lalu ke office deh sekarang. Ini tuh lagi bingung selain 1 stip obat hilang, gunting kuku juga gatau ada di mana… Padahal ini kuku udah mulai panjang (terutama kaki)… Semoga ada di pouch makeup deh ya, nanti sampai rumah cek lagi.

Kemarin weekend lumayan lah ya istirahatnya… Walaupun ku sebetulnya belum merasakan efek relaxing dari rumah yang sekarang seperti rumah Headington sih… Apa karena panas banget ya? Di rumah headington tuh buka gorden langsung view halaman belakang pohon-pohon dan emang under shade banget sih, window kamar tuh, ngadepnya ke utara jadi gapernah dapet direct sunlight, dan apa karena di ground floor juga ya, beneran ADEMMM banget, to the level it gets REALLY cold sih kalau lagi winter, tapi ya gapapa juga, I prefer cold tinggal layering aja yang banyak daripada kepanasan gabisa di-apa-apa-in.

Sabtu ke rumah Bu Yani PANAS-PANASAN HUHU. Untungnya dari rumah cuma sekali sih naik X1 dari stasiun… TAPI jalan ke stasiunnya yang HELLISH banget. I eventually decided to pake payung aja deh tu jalan… bebas deh orang mau nge-judge apa gimana gua mah ga peduli ye, yang penting ni sunlight ga directly menyerang my skin… Terus di rumah Bu Yani banyak makan enak (walaupun pedas sekali, which might’ve been contributing to my diarrhea now). Ada es teler juga!!! Sangat senang. Kayanya di rumah bisa deh ini bikin es buah/es teler kalau masih panas juga ke depan… Kemarin habis dikasih kalengan buah-buahan sama Wian… Tapi barusan cek weather forecast harusnya ke depan udah mulai masuk weather autumn sih (HAMDALAH). Yaudah itu buah buat buka puasa aja kali ya tahun depan… Semoga belum expired deh.

Dari rumah Bu Yani, Nadia ikut pulang karena mau nginep di rumah. Malemnya ya curhat-curhat relationship aja biasa, dilanjut nonton Jeongwaja dan Workman sangat lucu ternyata nonton video absurd youtube tu memang lebih enak kalo ramean ya, kalo sendirian ada aja yang lucu tapi missed. Lalu tidur. Kepanasan juga sih ini beberapa kali kebangun saking keringetannya. Paginya Nadia ada meeting terus I decided to look at pics from SKZ albums I bought from Nadia (karena udah lewat juga sih fasenya dia). Sekarang juga lagi mikir gimana caranya naroh ni poster-poster without ruining the wall…

[Dari sini udah mulai teks yang ditulis besoknya aka 12/09/2023 yaitu ulang tahunnya Kim Namjoon, karena kemarin udah keburu harus cabs ketemu sama teman dari London]

Barusan seharian ini literally belom buka kerjaan wkwk malah ngurusin akun abal geologi gitu lagi HUHU. Semua cerita lengkapnya ada di akun X aku ya ges.

Duh ni post tuh awalnya dikasih judul “peaking” karena mau bahas periode di mana orang-orang peaking bisa beda-beda: ada yang di high-school, [PELATNAS!], kuliah S1, kuliah S2, kerja di tempat A, B, dst. Terus pengennya sih bahas panjang lebar gimana ciri-cirinya orang-orang yang peaking di past ini dan mau bilang kalo kasian ya mereka... tapi sekarang otak udah dipenuhi hal-hal lain huhu (saking banyaknya yang terjadi pada hidupku dalam 24 jam terakhir). Intinya tapi doaku untuk semua orang semoga kalian selalu peaking in the present! Jadi semoga sekarang kalian lagi merasa peaking: “I’m at my best in my life!” Terus besok datang dan kalian peaking lagi. Jadi grafiknya akan naik terus! Walaupun ga mungkin sih ya, life kan akan ada ups and downs, tapi minimal general trendnya selau naik! Ku salah satu yang ngerasa Alhamdulillah hidup selalu peaking sampai sekarang: pas high school ya senang sekali, lalu pelatda pelatnas juga senang, masuk ITB senang, ke Paris S2 senang, ke UI kerja senang, sekarang Alhamdulillah di Oxford walaupun depressed kadang-kadang tapi tetap senang juga in general. Senangnya to the level yang bisa bilang “Oh ini kayanya the best period of my life deh, the best achievement I am working on.” Semoga bisa gini terus sampai meninggal. Selalu ada yang bisa dikerjain with me being proud and happy doing it. AAMIIN.

Btw postingan ini ku-akhiri di sini ya karena berikutnya akan bahas hal yang berbeda lagi juga dan pengin dikasih judul beda sendiri. Ciao!

VHL, 18:16 12/09/2023

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telltalelakej · 1 year

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i just realized that in most of the stuff i’ve written, at least one of the MCs parents are queer and that is a trend i will 100% continue in my writing

#queer parents ftw #esp renee and ophelia in WHAT’S IN A NAME #they’re the best i wanna write a short story abt their lives #wian #author #writeblr #amquerying #writing community #queer books #queer author

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mewnia · 1 year

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OC doodles since they’re literally gonna be on my mind for the rest of the semester!!!!!!!

#Literally #I am making an illustration capstone about the origins of my world for VCtM #I am abusing my power as an illustration student to just make more fanart of my OC’s #as I should #Link (Voice Carries the Music)#Ella (Voice Carries the Music)#Cassindra (Voice Carries the Music)#Wian (Voice Carries the Music)#mewnia’s OC’s #Gotta love past lives and past loves and how bonds transcend over lifetimes #anyway I’m a sucker for that trope so GUESS WHERE I PUT IT #mewnia's pawprints

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orsacchiotto-rugbista · 1 year

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#wian conradie #rugby

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444namesplus · 4 months

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fuckyeahficrec · 2 years

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Geraskier (Geralt x Jaskier)

I will add more in a near future

Please, give me suggestions for this blog and submit your own fics

These are listed by size - wordcount

Don't Die on Me - by Cmakesp - Rating: Explicit - Words: 1236

Summary: After a near-death experience, Geralt and Jaskier comes to blows, and later...to an understanding. [Subtitled/Captioned Video Inside]

Your role - by Ineedtherapy (gethelp) - Rating: General - Words: 1643

Summary: A month had passed since Geralt had finally found the courage to kiss his bard. He’s bad with emotions, but the Witcher is very happy to have his lover by his side: But is that also how Jaskier sees it?

“You’ve also told me several times how much you wish for me to leave you alone and be out of your life. You’ve not asked that of me a single time since I started spreading my legs for you.” Jaskier finally broke eye contact and shrugged. “It’s not the way I’ve hoped for, but seems like you found some use for me.”

Penance - by tupti - Rating: General - Words: 2342

Summary: Because Jaskier deserves a proper apology for the mountain and proper treatment for his burned hand and also a proper hug.

It's Not Fair How Much I Love You - by Fireshadowktreva - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 2780

Summary: I started with let's send Jaskier back up that mountain to yell at Geralt like he deserves and it just kind-of went from there. Jaskier is angry, Geralt is sorry (but won't fucking say it), the dwarves are good friends. Summaries are hard.

The Tentakel - by Cmakesp - Rating Explicit - Words: 2899

Summary: A monster gets too handsy ( or more like tentacley) with Jaskier...much to Geralt's annoyance.

i'll list off all the ways i love you (but i won't say a word) - by haleofStilesheart - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 3067

Summary: Geralt's searching through Jaskier's bag for a recent contract when he finds a list instead. A list full of warnings Jaskier's written himself and they're all about Geralt.

Here We Are - by Cmakesp - Rating: Explicit - Words: 3320

Summary: Jaskier's flirtatious attitude pushes Geralt to admit his attraction to Jaskier. [Fully voiced acted Podfic]

What you deserve - by Wians - Rating: Explicit - Words: 3506

Summary: When he and Jaskier become lovers, Geralt doesn't expect it to last. Or, Geralt's insecurities and self-loathing meet Jaskier's flightiness in romantic relationships.

Get Used to It - by Melimelo - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 3705

Summary: Jaskier was used to be asked to leave, or shown to the door without sparing his feelings. So it didn't surprise him when Geralt finally snapped and pushed him away, at the top of a mountain. Didn't surprise him in the least. To the witcher's credit, he'd stayed the longest.

take my heart and make it strong - by deadpooled - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 4185

Summary: Jaskier actually understands maybe a quarter of whatever the hell just happened, and that’s being generous as is. Call it shock considering, as used to near death as he is from all those years chasing after a Witcher, having the Reaper herself flaunt in front of his face on several occasions in just a few minutes is a bit more draining. And there is the unspoken topic of what to do with him now that he doesn’t have a use.

Music is no solution - by TheCrownprincessBride - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 4318

Summary: “The same people who just insulted you, sang ‘Toss a Coing’ with me in chorus just a few moments before that. Do you understand? I’m casting pearls before drunks! The stories I’m singing about, the messages I want to convey, they…” he gestures at his head, “they don’t stick. Lost in ale and stupidity.” He lets himself fall backwards, and Geralt winces when his head thumps against the wooden floor. “I thought I had the solution. I believed in the power of words, the power of music. But it’s a lie.”

*Jaskier has self-doubts, and Geralt is there for him.

he loves me, he loves me not - by jaskiers - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 4898

Summary: “Your boyfriend has gotten really good with his weapon.”

Geralt hums in agreement. “Hm. He’s a very fast lear– wait, what?”

“What?” Vesemir repeats.

“That thing you just said… about Jaskier being my boyfriend.”

“Yes?”

“Jaskier’s not my boyfriend.”

There’s a pregnant pause.Vesemir blinks. “Oh.”

(or the one where everyone realizes Jaskier has feelings for Geralt... except for Geralt, because of course he’d be the last to catch on.)

(Have you ever held your breath and asked yourself) Will it ever get better than tonight? - by xianvar - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 6250

Summary: Geralt looks down at Ciri with his face so soft that Jaskier knows his own smile must go dopey, but, well. He can’t really be blamed, can he, with a display of such open affection in front of him? It makes his chest go all weird, so painfully sweet that he just wants to keen. Geralt meets his eyes, still with that same soft expression, and Jaskier — Jaskier has to look away, because otherwise he’ll do something stupid, like walk over to Geralt and kiss him, or confess his undying love, or all sorts of things that could destroy their newfound friendship in a heartbeat.

born to blossom (bloom to perish) - by MissDinahDarling - Rating: Explicit - Words: 6458

Summary: Jaskier thinks he has a pretty simple relationship with sex. Until he begins sleeping with Geralt. Until he begins falling for Geralt. Until. Geralt says the wrong name in bed.

Of Idiots, Icicles, and I Love Yous - by onwardorange - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 6787

Summary: When Geralt shows up at Kaer Morhen one winter with Jaskier in tow, Eskel and Lambert assume they're in a relationship. The only problem with that assumption is that Geralt and Jaskier are not, in fact, in a relationship. Or, the one in which everyone at Kaer Morhen is an idiot.

Purple Honeycombs - by TheBobblehat - Rating: Mature - Words: 7249

Summary: After a particularly disgusting tussle with a water hag, Geralt takes a bath in a nearby stream, leaving Jaskier to wander in his leisure time. He finds a beehive chock full of the most delicious honey he's ever tasted. Soon after, however, he begins to feel funny. And Geralt, naked in the spring, had never looked so positively scrumptious...

I’m Following You - by jeffersonshattricks - Rating: Mature - Words: 7330

Summary: Jaskier has been traveling alone since the mountain. Moving from town to town, never settling, always alone. Refusing to deal with his feelings, and what happened with... the witcher. He's been wallowing in his feelings, drinking, being sad. Until one night in a tavern. He turns around, and Geralt is there, looking at him. Jaskier wants nothing to do with him. But Geralt won't. Stop. Fucking. Following him.

well, maybe we got lost in translation - by rcfthns - Rating: Not Rated - Words: 7900

Summary: They sleep with each other a lot more times after that. It always ends the same way. Jaskier has yet to stay with him in bed; as soon as they finish, he’s gone, taking care of himself, leaving the place next to Geralt cold and empty. He’d lie, if he said, that it doesn’t hurt. Geralt thinks, they’re in love. Jaskier thinks, they’re just sleeping together.

Sex Spices (Grounded) - by cortexikid - Rating: Explicit - Words: 9228

Summary: “You’re fine, it’s fine,” Jaskier muttered under his breath as molten heat began to warm him from the inside out, “it’s just some...some silly magic, you’ve had worse. Gone through worse. You can—" Geralt leaned down to speak to the inn-keeper, stooping over at an angle.Jaskier’s eyes locked on the line of his shoulders, trailed down the length of his back to halt over his ever-surprisingly bountiful derriere.“Shit.”

aunt flo(wers) - by PenAndInkPrincess - Rating: Mature - Words: 10513

Summary: Jaskier is twelve the first time he doubles over to retch and brings up only flowers. His nanny comes running when she hears him screaming between mouthfuls of petals, and she clicks her tongue when she finds him doubled over in a pool of flora, eyes wide and streaming with tears. He’s convinced he must have done something very naughty and been punished by the gods for it. He had felt a new way when he saw a new stablehand through a window, and the gods must have thought he was being bad, and now he’s going to die from flowers of all things.“Oh lovey,” his nanny says sympathetically, rubbing his belly where the muscles ache already, “it just means you’ve got a very special heart.” Jaskier gags again, spitting up daffodils and forget-me-nots into a basin, the entire room filling with a cloying floral scent. “I don’t want it,” he says firmly. If this is what having a “special” heart means, he wants one that’s mediocre. He’s never seen his sisters throwing up flowers. He wants one of those hearts, instead.(Jaskier has had an affliction that makes him vomit flowers since he was a child). (He finds the entire thing obnoxious, frankly).

Revived Promises - by frogcryptids - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 12212

Summary: Jaskier took a step forward, almost bumping his knee to Geralt’s. He handed him the deep brown box, unaware of how familiar it had become to Geralt’s eyes. Without another word, but with one last small wavering smile and glance at him, Jaskier turned around and left. The door softly clicked into its lock after it closed behind him. — Jaskier came back one spring carrying a small box he tries to hide from Geralt. Geralt’s curiosity won’t let it go.

Morning Star - by coffeeandcas - Rating: Explicit - Words: 12635

Summary: Jaskier and Geralt have parted ways, for the final time as far as Jaskier is concerned. Hurt and bitter, he wants to forget all about Geralt of Rivia and move on with his life. The trouble is, Geralt just can’t let him. Set immediately after the events of S1E6, Rare Species.

Pale Shadows Of Forgotten Names - by kissesntea - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 12935

Summary: He knows Geralt came back for him, knows he was at least not lying when he said he missed him (though how much is anyone’s guess), knows he trusts him to travel with his…his little family, to help keep them safe or at least not make things worse, but he never assumed it went beyond that. — In which Yen is a good bro, Geralt Can’t Fight This Feeling Anymore, and Jaskier loses his mind. And Ciri sleeps through it.

With a Sigh and a Smile - by SoldierOfMyShadowyMind - Rating Teen and Up - Words: 14043

Summary: “If you’ve twisted your ankle, pride won’t heal it.” As soon as the words are out of his mouth, he wants to bite his tongue at his harsh tone. His punishment is instant. “Pride?” Jaskier echoes sharply and a flicker of pain passes across his face when he turns around and puts too much weight on his right leg.Geralt knows that Jaskier won’t come to him if he’s hurt. The knowledge sits bitter in his mouth. Slowly, he reaches out a hand and takes a step forward until he can touch Jaskier’s elbow. “I merely worry.” After a moment, Jaskier nods but then tired blue eyes meet his and Geralt doesn’t know if it isn’t all slipping out of his grasp. “I know. I wish you wouldn’t, sometimes.”

Or: Jaskier decides to learn how to fight. Geralt doesn’t take it well.

place your hand in mine (how long can this last) - by Curlscat - Rating: Mature - Words: 15089

Summary: "What does the spell do?” Jaskier asks desperately. “Other than make Geralt cling to me, I mean?” “Nothing else,” Yennefer says. Saintly. Smug. “You’ll be stuck with a second shadow for a week or two, though.”“You can’t fix it?” Jaskier asks. Geralt’s hand is firmly inside Jaskier’s chemise, now, and he tweaks one of Jaskier’s nipples. Jaskier slaps at him and says, “Stop that!” // Jaskier accidentally gets Geralt cursed to want to touch him at all times. Since they still haven't really talked since Geralt broke Jaskier out of jail, this means Jaskier is doing a lot of pining. Geralt's probably having a rough time, too. Not that he'll say it out loud.

Sun & Moon - by ontheskyidance - Rating: Mature - Words: 16619

Summary: Geralt has allowed Dudu the doppler to escape in Novigrad. Months after, this decision comes with consequences.

Or: The Witcher and The Bard are forced to realize they have feelings for each other.

Notes Too Low To Play - by WithThisShield - Rating: Explicit - Words: 16923

Summary: “Jaskier,” Geralt says with thinly veiled exasperation. “Tell me you did not inhale it.”“I didn’t inhale it…?” Jaskier laughs nervously. Geralt sighs. “For a bard, you are remarkably unskilled at lying.”He can smell the pheromone shift already, as the spores take effect inside Jaskier’s body. The scent clouds his thoughts, and he struggles to focus on anything except… well. Gods-damn, it’s going to be a long night.

religion's in your lips (even if it's a false god) - by rcfthns - Rating: Mature - Words: 18192

Summary: “Fuck,” Geralt groans, “You’re beautiful.”“Eh,” Jaskier dismisses, as he gets up. “He’s fine, but I wouldn’t go that far.” The witcher gapes at him, his mind going blank.“…What the fuck, Jaskier?” he chokes out after a long pause.

Jaskier hasn't been himself as of late and Geralt is afraid, he knows just the reason for it. (No, he doesn't.)

louder and louder - by smolpot8o - Rating: Explicit - Words: 37852

Summary: Geralt tries to puzzle out why Jaskier keeps following him into danger after danger... completely missing the obvious. There's too great a gulf between what his witcher senses pick up, and what his damaged heart is willing to accept.

// "The bard’s heart always beats faster whenever the witcher draws near. That isn't unusual. So do the hearts of most humans he encounters. Not only do they blanch and recoil at the sight of his white hair and amber eyes, but they begin to sweat, the stench of their fear a sour tang at the back of his throat.But the bard never seems to reek of fear."

What for do you yearn? - by s_a_b_i_n_e - Rating: Mature - Words: 25575

Summary: In the aftermath of the fight against Voleth Meir, Geralt is busy cleaning up the mess around him and planning his next moves. Too busy to realise that a very important part of his plans has disappeared—Jaskier.

overcome - by PenAndInkPrincess - Rating: Teen and Up - Words: 38136

Summary: “I’m not planning on leaving you,” Geralt says on their fourth evening. The witcher doesn’t look up from the bestiary he’s been scrawling corrections in, a pastime of his that Jaskier knows drives other people crazy when they get their books back.Jaskier blinks at him in surprise. “Since when was that in question?” He asks, slightly alarmed at the idea of it.Geralt makes a noise of frustration.“It wasn’t,” he says, his face creased in the way it always is when he has things he wants to say but doesn’t know how to. He sits back and gestures at Jaskier with a vague hand gesture. “You’re just…clingy. Like you’re afraid I’m going to try and leave you.”

(Drawn by a competition but afraid of a dark figure from his past, Jaskier manages to convince Geralt to attend with him) (Now if the witcher would just stop asking why)

Value - by didoandis - Rating: Explicit - Words: 43184

Summary: “Seriously, brother,” Teodora says, “you’re wanted for treason, what in Melitele’s name did you do?” “Nothing,” Jaskier tells her. “It’s just that my soulmate’s the warlord of the north.” She stares at him, open-mouthed. And then she begins to giggle. “Only you, Julek,” she says when she finally has some control back. “You did always like to be dramatic.”

The four lives of Julian Alfred Pankratz: noble, sex slave, soulmate, bard.

No Chance, No Way - by faghalforc - Rating: Explicit - Words: 43327

Summary: A year has passed since the mountain. Since he last saw Geralt of Rivia. He's been... coping, how he can. Then, he helps Yennefer, and gets locked up because of it. Now, all Jaskier wants is out of this god damned cell.He gets out. Just... not how he planned.

Refuge in Lettenhove - by Descarada - Rating: Explicit - Words: 65566

Summary: Geralt and Ciri are on the run from Nilfgaard. After a narrow escape from certain death, they seek refuge in a Lettenhove court. Geralt is shocked to find that the viscount, (and secret leader in the resistance) is none other than the man he scorned on the mountain. But Jaskier is acting as though he’s never met him before in his life.Is this is the chance Geralt needs to set things right?

Cause with You, I'm More than Good Enough - by DianaMoon - Rating: Explicit - Words: 67654

Summary: "Every insult, every criticism will be marked upon you, forever reminding you that you are nothing but a simple, pathetic human, who thinks too grand of himself." Well, it was a good thing young Julian was already used to being criticised on a daily basis. "If life could give me one blessing, it would be to take you off my hands!" Jaskier wasn't sure if the pain crackling through him was from the curse or his heart breaking.

Or: How Jaskier was cursed from childhood, and manages his way through life, seeking a cure, and finding the White Wolf instead.

Series

lost souls and reverie - by glorious_spoon - Words: 5248 - 2 Parts (1 is Mature, 2 is Explicit)

Colors of Attraction - by senashenta - Words: 8597 - 6 Parts (1 - 5 are Explicit, 6 is Teen and Up)

Flora - by chaya - Words: 55253 - 3 Parts (All Explicit)

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