#geraskier midsummer

[ja0netholmes]

Super excited to share the work I made for @leeeeeex‘s entry for the @geraskiermidsummerminibang. Check out their fic “This is where we begin.” over on ao3!

[dancinglassie]

Chapters: ¼ Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game), Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski, The Witcher (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion, An assortmant of Faeries, the Faery Queen, The Faery King, Herne the Hunter Additional Tags: Kidnapping, Kidnapped Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Fae & Fairies, Midsummer, Competent Jaskier | Dandelion, BAMF Jaskier | Dandelion, Jaskier plays to his strengths, Fickle Faeries, Brief mention of past rape, but not involving Geralt or Jaskier, Unrequited Love, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Emotionally Constipated Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, but he gets there in the end Summary: 
“Have you seen Geralt this morning?” 
“Who?” the man asked, perplexed. 
“Geralt, the witcher,” Jaskier elaborated. 
“We haven’t seen any witchers,” the man looked genuinely puzzled.
“I arrived with him yesterday. He took care of your nekker problem.”
“Nekker problem?” Was the man daft? “It was just you who came in yesterday. With your horse. Are you feeling alright, Master Bard?” The man had the audacity to look at Jaskier as if he was the mad one. 
When Geralt disappears after an argument, no one in the small village they’re in seems to remember him. Except Jaskier and an old woman with a chilling secret. 
Someone always disappears at this time of year, and no one remembers they ever existed in the morning. The Fair Folk steal them away and they are never seen again. 
Until now. Jaskier refuses to leave Geralt to his fate. He will get him back. My entry for the @geraskiermidsummerminibang. This is my first time taking part in something like this, and it has been an amazing experience, so a huge thank you to the hardworking organisers.
 And an especially huge thank you to my amazing artist @help-idontknowwhattodraw. The art you created for this is simply stunning and I’m so happy we finally get to share our collaboration

[drawingsober]

Fic Link: The Fruit of Summer

Fic Author: @morcalivan​

For @geraskiermidsummerminibang​

Having lost a high stakes game of Gwent against Yennefer, Geralt rides out on a deceptively simple mission: collect a rare ingredient to replenish her spell supplies. Special flowers that only bloom a single day a year, on midsummer's morning. Said to be guarded by a creature that he was to best without killing. 

Geralt has read about these flowers. Knows that they need to be picked carefully so no part of them touches the skin, and slowly so none of the pollen gets released into the air. Jaskier, on the other hand, knows very little, and listens even less.

NSFW Below:

[geraskierminibang]

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[dapandapod]

Midsummer dreams

Happy midsummer!!! As a swede, there are a ton of wierd traditions on this day! But I must confess this one is one of my favorites. 

Please enjoy this little thing!!

On Ao3 here!

It always rains when midsummer is celebrated. It’s just how things are. Geralt and Jaskier are staying at a small hamlet somewhere in the north. The air is hot and humid, a taste of thunder waiting to happen. Every drop hitting the leaves like a whisper, the birdsong soft and muted.

They are standing in the middle of a field, helping to gather flowers and weeds to dress the maypole.

“You know, somewhere even up further north there is this tradition,” Geralt says, voice gentle like the chorus of the summer rain.

“Oh?” Jaskier asks, picking a big flower with white petals. Daisy, Geralt thinks, and imagines putting one behind Jaskiers ear.

“Yes. You might have heard of it? You pick seven types of flowers and put them under your pillow on midsummers eve. And when you fall asleep you will dream of the one you will marry,” Geralt tells Jaskier, picking a bright red poppy. But it is fragile, and three petal falls off it as soon as he lifts it.

“That is very romantic. Did you ever try it?” Jaskier asks him, plucking another two daisies and adding them to his growing collection. Geralt shrugs, more petals falling from the poppy.

“I’m a witcher. Who would marry me?” Geralt asks, and Jaskier predictably says nothing. It was not a question he expected an answer to.

They keep gathering flowers, grass, leaves, anything that they can weave into crowns or decorate the maypole.

Geralt doesn’t say, but he makes sure to pick out at least seven kinds of flowers. It can’t hurt.

The festivities are merry, full of dancing and singing and food. As a bard, Jaskier is busy most of the night. He sits with his lute on a hay bale and sings, a flower crown a bit crooked on his brow. His smile is wide and his eyes are sparkling, and Geralt finds it hard to look away.

When night falls, they return to their rented room. Jaskier is happy, soft with drink and kind words, and in his hands he holds seven kinds of flowers.

“I want to try it. Why not? It sounds like fun, and perfect for a song.”

This time Geralt is the one being quiet. He is not sure why he doesn’t say anything, but from his pack he takes out a small bouquet of flowers. With seven kinds. He doesn’t think too much about it before he stuffs it under his pillow quickly, pretending he is fluffing it up.

Geralt barely dares to look at Jaskier as they change into their night clothes, and when he falls asleep, it is to the smell of wild flowers and home.

In his dreams, he dances with Jaskier. Warm hands are resting on his shoulders, and Jaskier does that goofy crinkle of his nose when he laughs. In his dreams, they travel together on horseback. Watching the world and learning its secrets. In his dreams, Jaskier kisses his forehead and calls him ‘mine’.

As morning comes, the smell of wild flowers lingers. When Geralt opens his eyes, they catch on the sleeping bard’s form across the room. His hair tousled in sleep, one arm hanging over the edge of the bed, resting on the floor.

Oh.

Geralt doesn’t dream much. When it isn’t nightmares, or the dark plains of unconsciousness, it is blue eyes and soft smiles.

Maybe that is what this feeling is. What wells up in him when Jaskiers tongue pokes out in concentration, when Jaskier glares at him for a bad joke, when Jaskier is sleeping, just like he is doing now.

Maybe he can be allowed something good after all.

Just as the thought passes through his mind, Jaskier wakes up. Their eyes meet, and Geralt hopes. Hopes that his bard dreamt of him too.

And as Jaskiers cheeks colour, and he blinks awake sleep, Geralt thinks maybe, just maybe, the flowers let Jaskier dream of him.

[perseruna]

my illustration for @swords-n-spindles‘s lovely fic  A Pair of Gloves, the Scent of Roses!! i had a lot of fun making this and even more reading their lovely creation yall should definitely give it a shot !!

[disturbedbutgorgeous]

🌙Just a midnight waltz in the forest...🌙

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Please reblog if you want to see me post more Geraskier art! 💕

My last two posts flopped and didn't show up in tags so I'm praying I'm not shadowbanned.

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Art is based on a fic premise by @thereisnotragedyinthat for the @geraskiermidsummerminibang

[janekfan]

For @tisfan‘s story Anymore! For the @geraskiermidsummerminibang!

It was absolutely amazing to be so inspired by this story! I hope you enjoy both :3 

Read it here! https://archiveofourown.org/works/24967495

[omaano]

I’m really proud and happy to share with you my art for @saltytransidiot‘s fic Burn like the Sun for the @geraskiermidsummerminibang! I was super happy to get this fic, and my author was a dream to work with, so please pop over and give some love to the story!

Fic summary: 

The man doesn’t smell of fear. He hasn’t, ever since that first moment, eagerly bouncing on his heels, when Geralt had walked into his lord’s court. He smells of excitement and interest, and a little bit of lust too. It’s a woody scent, and it wraps around Geralt endlessly, no matter how much he tries to ignore it. It’s annoying to have enhanced senses in those moments. He really wants to be able to block it out, to keep the bard out of his thoughts.

After a hunt gone ever so slightly wrong, Geralt finds himself entangled in matters that he doesn’t understand. Jaskier, who he had believed to be a simple, if annoying, bard, bursts into flames, and afterwards has no recollection of his life beyond a few basics. Without realizing what it will entail, Geralt accepts the task of helping Jaskier regain his memories. There are more than a few bumps on that path, however, but Jaskier and Geralt are determined.

[geraltnoises]

“It wasn’t like he was preparing to perform in front of an audience, but he still felt the need to feel good about what he was wearing—even if the only other eyes around to judge his outfit belonged to deer.”

I had some questions regarding Fae!Jaskier’s outfit in my Geraskier fic, He Fell into a Faerie Ring, so I decided to finally make a proper reference for his clothing! This took a lot longer than planned, but ended up being a lot of fun to work on.

This is my second character sheet, I have one more planned. The first one, which focuses on his Fae form and expressions, can be found here.

This fic is for the @geraskiermidsummerminibang , Chapter 12 will be up on Ao3 today! It’s gonna be a fun update 👀

Fic & character sheet by me, Do not Edit, Trace or Repost!

As always, Reblogs are greatly appreciated!

[ja0netholmes]

I'm excited to share the piece I created for @captainminette for their @geraskiermidsummerminibang fic, Let The Seabirds Cry. Check it out!

Had some fun with lighting this year. I'm excited to collaborate with writers in the future.

[drjezdzanyart]

And the second of my collaborations for the @geraskiermidsummerminibang

These drawings are for maxtbh’s wonderful story “honey moon”. If you are looking for lots of feels, getting closer together and celebrating Midsommer while in love, this is the perfect story for you. It is such a feel good story that I read most of this with a wide smile on my face. <3

[bounce-a-coin-off-your-witcher]

Jaskier and Geralt and the song Shut up and dance by walk the moon.

The Midsummer Festival was in full swing and Jaskier was dancing in the middle of a crowd of other young people, his laughter filling the air with sparkling brightness. Geralt sat on a low wooden bench near the fire, his amber gaze trained on the bard’s figure as he twisted and spun with the rest of the dancers. 

A pair of cornflower blue eyes landed on the Witcher and their stares locked. Jaskier approached Geralt where he was sitting, bare feet moving through the grass as soundlessly as if he’d been floating. He reached out and took the Witcher’s hand in his. “I’m not one for dancing,” Geralt frowned.

“Shut up and dance with me,” Jaskier demanded. His grin was wide and white and utterly heart-shattering. Geralt found himself rising to his feet and allowing himself to be led into the fray. His hands found their way to the bard’s slender but sturdy hips. Jaskier’s hands were resting on his shoulders as they moved and swayed. 

The bard was clearly focusing on where and how they were positioned, his body a constant flutter of little adjustments and half-steps. Geralt frowned and tugged him closer. “You’re holding back, bard.”

“Trying not to ruin the moment,” his friend smiled. “I don’t want to step on your feet.”

“You won’t.”

The way the fire was reflecting in Jaskier’s eyes and softening the lines of his face was almost magical. Geralt thought he might be looking down into the face of a particularly sweet faun or nymph. Perhaps a sprite. The bard looked anything but mortal in the dying light and Geralt couldn’t help but pull them even tighter together. This may very well be his last chance to tell Jaskier how he felt before the bard moved on to more human, less dangerous pass-times than following a Witcher across the Continent.

Jaskier was clearly aware of the closing distance between them, his heartrate skyrocketing as the Witcher’s warmth drew towards him. “Geralt?”

The Witcher brushed his lips against Jaskier’s cheek and whispered against the shell of his blush-warm ear: “You might be my Destiny.”

Jaskier pulled back for a moment before surging up to tangle his hands in Geralt’s hair. He pressed their lips together urgently. He half-crawled his way up the Witcher’s body and Geralt supported him, hiking him up until Jaskier could wrap his legs around his waist. The other dancers pulled away to clap and cheer as Geralt and Jaskier continued their passionate embrace.

When they paused for a moment to rest, Jaskier gave a whisper of a laugh and kissed his Witcher on the tip of his nose. “Shut up and dance with me.”

[geraskierminibang]

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[soosdraws]

my art that i did for chapter 2 of @saltytransidiot ‘s fic for @geraskiermidsummerminibang !! 

had a lot of fun illustrating for this awesome fic ^^ 

chapter 1

[perseruna]

my work for @keepcalmandexpectopatronum934‘s fic for this years mini bang!