#bottom geralt rights

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Geralt: whats this?

Jaskier: You said you wanted a cream pie?

Geralt: That's not what I meant

Jaskier: I know what you meant. one of us needs to try to be wholesome

[jay-arts-t]

Geralt: *aggressively drinking caprisun and squeezing the last bit of juice from the bottom of it.*

Jaskier: sir-

Geralt: that's what I'm gonna do to your balls

Jaskier: SIR

[help-help-i-need-an-adult]

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….they really had sex on that mountain with absolutely no lube

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Geralt: I'm so much taller than you

Jaskier: you'll be much shorter when I fold you in half

[jay-arts-t]

There is a criminally small amount of Dom Yennefer/Sub Geralt and Top Yennefer/Bottom Geralt fics. What the fuck. First goddamn scene with Yennefer and she's in a dominatrix get up at an ORGY. GERALT IS GERALT. WHATS NOT CLICKING listen, listen, in a relationship there's no "who wears the pants in the relationship" but it's Yennefer. Terrible. Terrible. I guess I have to write my own.

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Jaskier wanting to try something new and ✨️kinky✨️ in the bedroom

He wants to have sex in front of a mirror

Geralts willing to do anything for his top bard, and agrees

Unfortunately before their activities can be too fun, geralt catches sight of their reflection.

His wolfy instincts take over and he starts growling at the mirror, and gnashing his teeth.

He gets very upset and demands to know who jaskiers having sex with in the mirror, and is this stranger challenging him???

Jaskier ends up laughing too hard to continue.

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Eskel: you never know if Geralt needs food or a spanking when he gets grumpy. So approach him with food in one hand and a belt in the other and see which one he smiles at first

Jaskier: *furiously scribbling down this valuable advice* go on

[hanzajesthanza]

this coin design for baptism of fire slaps and specifically because it has the company on the barge on the back

team work makes the dream work

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*what's going through his head in this scene*

[rhisardthewizard]

Broken Geralt is best Geralt.

[aeide-thea]

[witcherposting ahead—nb that this is all totally lighthearted and it's fine if you feel differently!]

anyway what i'd started to say before tumblr ate my post was that like. disclaimer that my approach to netflix witcher canon is that i fully reserve the right to cherrypick, because some of the changes they made were good but others were character assassination, and that obviously i get that if one isn't cherrypicking one does have to actually Grapple With Certain Things 🏔

but like. that said—the more 'Geralt Must Grovel for Weeks and Probably Scourge Himself, Look at What He Did to Poor Sad-Eyed Woobie Jaskier' fics i read the more i'm fucking grateful for the tiny handful where jaskier's just been like, yeah, i never bought that bullshit tbh, he was lashing out and he owes me an apology for sure but a single angry outburst does not in fact scupper an extremely well-established relationship of literally twenty years' standing in one fell swoop???

like i just. idk. imagine remembering that jaskier's a cheery irrepressible little shit and not actually as crushably low on self-esteem as all of us are. of course that would probably require *netflix* to have remembered that, so, you know, no actual shade to anyone who's been projecting that onto him! but just like. idk. they're obviously not siblings but they honestly do have that vibe in certain ways and it's just like. did you never say something overdramatic and shitty in the heat of a fight with yr sibling growing up and then after taking a bit of a breather just like. make a rueful face and apologize for yr respective roles in winding each other up and move tf on, without having, like, a whole extended OTT reparations process where you tell them repeatedly how perfect and sinless they are and how you know you're a miserable worm who doesn't remotely deserve their sunshiny presence in your life but would be so grateful if they could, possibly, somehow, see their way to forgiving you despite yr essential unworthiness—

[trinity-trouble]

i've been

the exact same person

my entire life

based on this post

from left to right and top to bottom:

Trevor Belmont, Sypha Belnades and Alucard Tepes from Castlevania series

Parker, Eliot Spencer and Alec Hardison from Leverage series

Poe Dameron, Finn and Rey from Star Wars sequels trilogy

Annalise, Nathan and Gabriel from The Bastard Son & The Devil Himself series

Miranda Barlow/Hamilton, Thomas Hamilton and James Flint/McGraw from Black Sails series

Roy Kent, Keeley Jones and Jamie Tartt from Ted Lasso series

Nathan Wuornos, Audrey Parker and Duke Crocker from Haven series

Mel Medarda, Viktor and Jayce from Arcane series

Tulio, Chel and Miguel from The Road to El Dorado (2000)

Jack Sparrow, Will Turner and Elizabeth Swan from Pirates of the Carribean movies

Gaby Teller, Illya Kuryakin and Napoleon Solo from The Man From Uncle (2015)

and also special mention (because i don't have any good images of them three together) to:

Yennefer of Vengerberg, Jaskier and Geralt of Rivia from the Witcher

Bea, Ludo and Mahdi from Blocco 181 series

and how to forget, Katya Goncharova, Andrey Daddano and Goncharov from Goncharov (1973) (2022)

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“their relationship is too deep to be sexual” what’s deeper than dick in hole. please tell me

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 93

Geralt yelled at him, that's fine. Jaskier was just trying to cheer him up, but it's still fine. They're on top of a fucking mountain, but it's fine. Jaskier never even wanted to come to this mountain, but it's fine. Geralt never liked him, but it's fine. It's fine. It's fine. Geralt said that to never see him again would be a blessing. It's fine.

Jaskier goes to get his stuff from Roach, only for her to start freaking out as he approaches. Jaskier futilely tries to calm her down for far too long, before she neighs, looking behind him. He spins around and sees a stomping, still-pissed Geralt.

"Oh, Geralt! Thank gods, something is wrong with Roach, I'm worried about h-"

But Geralt walks straight through him, and pats Roach's muzzle.

"What is it, Girl?"

Jaskier blinks in shock, turning to look at them. He watches as Geralt goes through their bags and seems to relax at the sight of them, stuffed full of all of Jaskier's bullshit. Perhaps he wants to sell all remainders of Jaskier, thinking Jaskier too dumb to bring his things with him, wherever he went. Maybe it wasn't relief at all, maybe it was defeat, as he stares at new duties, as he has to go chase after the stupid bard he despises to bring him back his things because no matter what, Geralt has a heart of gold.

Geralt makes camp, right there and then, and sits down to meditate.

Jaskier decides that if Geralt can't see him, he might as well get his fill of Geralt. He sits right in front of him, and stares at his face, semi-relaxed in a semi-peaceful meditation. He's still tense, as if waiting for something, or expecting the worse. Maybe he's worried Jaskier will come back.

"It's alright, Darling. I won't be there to bother you any more, it seems."

Jaskier makes sure to tell him, even though Geralt doesn't react. Roach has calmed since Geralt arrived, but still eyes him wearily. At least Roach can see him, he supposes.

Jaskier observes as Geralt stays at that same camp for another three days. Geralt either meditates, cares for roach, or wanders off into the wilderness at seemingly random times. He either stays away for two minutes, or nine hours at a time. Jaskier stays with Roach, worried about her without either of them. He knows she can handle herself, but he still worried. Same with Geralt. But it was nice being seen, sometimes. So he stays with Roach.

Geralt comes back, hurriedly packs up camp, leaps onto Roach, and rides like a bat out of hell. Jaskier unfortunately cannot fly or float or even hover. So he has to run after them. And even though Geralt can't see or touch him, Jaskier can still feel his lungs burn when he runs for too long.

Jaskier eventually catches up with them at a town at the bottom of the mountain. Geralt is searching for something, it's obvious. Perhaps a job? Yennefer, somehow? A beast?

"Brown hair, blue eyes, dressed in bright colors?"

Geralt is looking for him.

Jaskier gets excited for a moment, before remembering Geralt still has his things. He probably just wanted to drop his things off and leave him again.

"I haven't seen a man like that." "He- He… He looks sad. He was crying."

Geralt brings up this detail as if it pains him to even speak of it. Jaskier is confused about this, as it was technically Geralt's fault Jaskier ended up crying at all.

"I haven't seen him." "If you do, tell me. Please."

And Geralt moves to ask the same exact questions to the very next person in view.

Jaskier watches as he asks every single person in town, getting more and more desperate. By the end of the night, Geralt sits in an inn room with a large single bed, hugging a lute, as his eyes tear up.

Jaskier sits beside him, assures him he's fine, pleads with Geralt to not mess with the delicate lute, and demands he get happy and stop this frankly heart-wrenching display.

Jaskier tries moving items, tries clapping his hands, tries punching people, tries screaming his head off, but nobody notices him. Except Roach. And a barncat that ran away once it caught sight of Geralt in the distance. Great.

Jaskier can only silently observe as Geralt grieves Jaskier, hopes for him to return, prays that he's safe even though he left his lute , hums his songs under his breath before shaking his head and sighing, whispers "Please forgive me" to empty air. Jaskier has. Jaskier forgave him long ago at this point.

Jaskier's had enough. Jaskier's been annoying and loud his entire life. Surely he can make enough of a fuss to get the animals around Geralt to act up enough for Geralt to know something's up. He starts cooing at Roach and luring her in odd directions with the same promises he made before it all went to shit. Geralt knows something is wrong, but suspects it's with Roach, and not the environment around her. That is, until Geralt is in the middle of a hunt, and suddenly the creature he's there to kill can NOT focus on him, and instead keeps following some invisible being as they race back and forth across the clearing.