#geraskier h/c

[dapandapod]

Geralt reaches for him as Jaskier attempts to brush past.

“Jaskier…” He says, fingers just touching the bard’s wrist and then lets go, hand falling to his side. 

”Let it be.” Jaskier says quietly, holding back tears, not managing to look at him. “I’m fine.”

“You are hurting…”

“Are you saying you suddenly care?” Jaskier snaps, glaring. 

“Please let me care.” Geralt whispers, and when Jaskier says no word of protest, does nothing to stop him, takes his hand and wraps him into a hug. 

Maybe he won’t crumble. Maybe he can be held together, if he lets it be. 

[fuckyeahfanfictions]

Index

Note:

All pairing names in here doesn't indicate the top & bottom. Please read the tags on each fanfictions to confirm that.

A

Aokaga (Aomine Daiki x Kagami Taiga from Kuroko no Basket)

Asadai (Azumane Asahi x Sawamura Daichi from Haikyuu!!)

Atsuhina (Miya Atsumu x Hinata Shouyou from Haikyuu!!)

B

Bokuaka (Bokuto Koutarou x Akaashi Keiji from Haikyuu!!)

Bokuatsu (Bokuto Koutaro x Miya Atsumu from Haikyuu!!)

Buddie (Evan Buckley x Eddie Diaz from 9-1-1)

C

Cherik (Charles Xavier x Erik Lehnserr from X-Men)

D

Daisuga (Sawamura Daichi x Sugawara Koushi from Haikyuu!!)

E

Endhawks (Todoroki Enji/Endeavor x Takami Keigo/Hawks from Boku no Hero Academia)

F

G

Geraskier (Geralt of Rivia x Jaskier from The Witcher)

Gladnis (Gladiolus Amicitia x Ignis Scientia from Final Fantasy XV)

H

I

Iwaoi (Iwaizumi Hajime x Oikawa Tooru from Haikyuu!!)

J

Jasico (Jason Grace x Nico di Angelo from Rick Riordan's series)

Jaytim (Jason Todd x Tim Drake from Batman series)

K

Kiribaku (Kirishima Eijirou x Bakugou Katsuki from Boku no Hero Academia)

Klance (Keith Kogane x Lance McClain from Voltron)

Kurodai (Kuroo Tetsurou x Sawamura Daichi from Haikyuu!!)

Kuroken (Kuroo Tetsurou x Kozume Kenma from Haikyuu!!)

L

Leverage OT3 (Eliot Spencer x Parker x Alec Hardison from Leverage series)

M

Makorin (Tachibana Makoto x Matsuoka Rin from Free!)

Miyacest (Miya Atsumu x Miya Osamu from Haikyuu!!)

Miyuchrisawa (Miyuki Kazuya x Takigawa Chris Yuu x Sawamura Eijun from Diamond no Ace)

Miyusawa (Miyuki Kazuya x Sawamura Eijun from Diamond no Ace)

N

O

P

Promptio (Prompto Argentum x Gladiolus Amicitia from Final Fantasy XV)

Q

R

S

Sanegen (Shinazugawa Sanemi x Shinazugawa Genya from Kimetsu no Yaiba)

Shance (Shirogane Takashi x Lance McClain from Voltron)

Shibahiro (Shiba Tougo x Rokuhira Chihiro from Kagurabachi)

Solangelo (Will Solace x Nico di Angelo from Rick Riordan's series)

Soumako (Yamazaki Sousuke x Tachibana Makoto from Free!)

Sterek (Stiles Stilinski x Derek Hale from Teen Wolf)

Stucky (Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes from MCU)

Sukufushi (Ryomen Sukuna x Fushiguro Megumi from Jujutsu Kaisen)

Sukugo (Ryomen Sukuna x Gojo Satoru from Jujutsu Kaisen)

Superbat (Superman/Clark Kent x Batman/Bruce Wayne from DC universe)

T

Tiger & Bunny (Kotetsu T. Kaburagi x Barnaby Brooks Jr. from Tiger and Bunny)

U

Ushihina (Ushijima Wakatoshi x Hinata Shouyou from Haikyuu!!)

Ushikuro (Ushijima Wakatoshi x Kuroo Tetsurou from Haikyuu!!)

Ushiten (Ushijima Wakatoshi x Tendou Satori from Haikyuu!!)

V

Viktuuri (Viktor Nikiforov x Katsuki Yuuri from Yuuri on Ice)

W

Wiccling (Wiccan/Billy Kaplan x Hulkling/Teddy Altman from Marvel universe)

X

Y

Z

[cyrusthedragon]

I almost hate how conservative (?) i am about miraxus... Lemme explain myself.

To begin with, I'm a classical nalu (x nagray, cuz natsu and gray are a married couple, i don't make the rules), and i love gajevy, and my other (other-other) pairings are hannigram, sns, sterek, destiel, geraskier, draciolus (if you know - you know), eruri, like..im a classical pansexual they/them with classic ass OTPs, and most of them are fuckin' GAY, and ofc i love it ... More gay = good for me, i love gay people, these are my people, my nation. Even the fuckin' Zukka. I love 'em. I think everyone should be gay.

But miraxus?

Heterosexuals.

Hundred percent.

Fucking heterosexuals.

I'm SHAKING abt it, LIKE, DAMN, BOTH OF YOU ARE SO FUCKIN' FRUITY, LIKE, LAXUS, THE FUCK DO YOU LOOK LIKE THAT? U GAY MAN. U FUCKIN' BEAR. WHY ARE YOU SO GAY. And I'm looking at Mirajane and you don't know but SHE IS MY WIFE, AND I AM FEMALE, MY SEX IS FEMALE, SHE IS- SHE IS LIKE A DREAM. HAVE YOU SEEN HER? SHE'S. SHE'S. SHE!!!! S H E ! ! ! ! SHOULD I REALLY EXPLAIN MYSELF? MIRAJANE FUCKIN' STRAUSS.

But then.

I prefer to listen to my inner voice.

And my inner voice is saying they're both heterosexuals. MAXIMUM bisexuals. I can't explain it, i seriously cannot, i just genuinely think Mirajane somehow likes men (eeewwwww, ghoooorl, whyyyyyy), and Laxus likes women (understandable. relatable.), and I'm comfortable with it. I just think that's how it is, cuz it's fine - being heterosexual. I love them no matter what. And i know a lot of people ship also Mirajane x Erza, and i think it's wonderful, like, they are wives, c'mon, they are... But 2x.

Please tell me I'm not the only one who can separate canon-canon, fanon-canon, and fanon-fanon. Please. I need to know I'm not alone in this fucking fandom thinking this way. I really need it. I swear.

Canon-canon: we don't know their (miraxus) sexuality, so they can be whatever they want, they don't show any romantic interest in anyone in the PLOT of the anime/manga, in the action, not covers, etc.

Fanon-canon: Mirajane and Laxus are at least bisexuals and are prolly gonna end up together, Mashima said so, i think so, that's understandable and logical for me, i (personally) like it, cuz their personalities suit each other, that's why i wholeheartedly ship miraxus.

Fanon-fanon: they are all gay. All of them. All on them. Not a single person in that fucking guild is even a slightest bit hetero. No one. Literally zero heterosexuality per person. This is THE guild of lesbians and gays. AND I LOVE IT. I truly sincerely absolutely love it (cuz it once again makes Mirajane MY WIFEY, I LOVE MY WIFE!!!!).

And there's a second thing i hate abt myself when i think about miraxus compared to every single other pair i ship: when i think abt eruri or sns or *whoever* i think like yeah, they're gonna have max. two kids. That's all. Three - is unbelievable, but acceptable. But like..more on the unbelievable side, ykwim. Highly likely just two kids.

BUT MIRAXIS? IN MY HEAD? IN MY FANON-FANON HEAD? FIVE. And never less. (In fanon-canon just three).

FIVE CHILDREN. FIVE. FIVE FUCKIN' CHILDREN. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY BUT I LOVE IT. I LOVE IT. I DON'T KNOW WHY. I JUST DO. The older twins (boy and girl, ctrl c & ctrl v, the girl is copied from Laxus, the boy is completely Mirajane's child, except for appearance). Then - the third boy, and now HE'S looking like Mirajane, and calm like adult-her (not when he's pissed off, tho, when he's pissed off he's gonna throw you at a fuckin' wall with his confident soothing smile remaining). Then is the fourth girl with Laxus's hair and she's her grand grandpa's baby, she's like fem!Makarov, my ghorl is a calm clown, you don't know she's high until she opens her mouth. The fifth is also a girl and she's the best. And beast. Have you ever seen a baby capable of killing the whole guilt at the age of two years? She can. Cuz she's just learning how to talk and dad once said 'fairy law' and she repeated it and, well, they're so lucky she doesn't hate anybody........... They're so lucky... And now she's banned from magic. Yeah.

The happy family. One Mirajane, one Laxus, one miraxus mix, one Makarov copie, and one FUCKIN' DISASTER. Lovely, lovely children...

Am I okay? No, I'm not, wtf.

[stinastar]

WIP game

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or  tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips 

Thanks @fist-amidst-the-hands of the tag! 💗 I am honestly scared to open the folder and see how many there are, lol. Also IDK the last time I touched anything outside of Bond fics, but I feel like I should give you the others as options since you aren’t in there with me lol. Whoo boy, ok here we go... (holy hell that was a lot of work 😅) I should really either delete some of the witcher ones, or amalgamate them into one doc, since IDK if I’ll ever write/finish them. A lot of these are only notes, no proper writing, and they aren’t all properly labelled as such 😅

Bond:

WIP Bond Addy TWO (here)

WIP Bond homesick

WIP Bond moving in

WIP Bond thinks died (here) (more here)

WIP Bond train

WIP xnotes Bond 00Q bits & others

WIP xnotes Bond 00Q OC

WIP xnotes Bond kitchen

WIP xnotes Bond nttd lyrics

WIP xnotes Bond OC

WIP xnotes Bond palomi (here)

WIP xnotes Bond porn bot (here)

WIP xnotes Bond Sam h/c

WIP xnotes Bond this is the last time (here)

WIP xnotes Bond/OC bed

Other:

WIP Jason Todd

WIP xnotes B&B fight

WIP xnotes GO overwhelm

WIP xnotes LOTR Legolas/OC

WIP xnotes OFMD violet frenchie (here)

WIP xnotes other bedtime stories…

Original:

WIP OF Alcwyn & Ellis

WIP OF B&B snippet

WIP OF DNA

WIP OF Ghost story

WIP OF hero/villain

WIP OF Holdom

WIP OF i know how this ends

WIP OF last dragon

WIP OF meet ugly dealer

WIP OF Red

WIP OF the voyage

WIP OF werewolf romance

WIP OF werewolf w magic romance

WIP xnotes OF alpha/omega

WIP xnotes OF beauty & the beast sort of things

WIP xnotes OF evil queen’s daughter

WIP xnotes OF girl looking for sister romance

WIP xnotes OF ideas/prompts

Witcher:

WIP Witcher a cat in KM

WIP Witcher stay or leave

WIP xnotes Witcher ace lamb pt 2

WIP xnotes Witcher angsty idea

WIP xnotes Witcher Eskel Aidrie fight

WIP xnotes Witcher geraskier flea 3?

WIP xnotes Witcher geraskier It’s Alright

WIP xnotes Witcher geraskier soulmates

WIP xnotes Witcher geraskier the swimmer

WIP xnotes Witcher Jly lambed prompt

WIP xnotes Witcher Kansas prompts

WIP xnotes Witcher lambden snippets/ideas

WIP xnotes Witcher lambden tiktok

WIP xnotes Witcher lambden x oc a/b/o nonsense

WIP xnotes Witcher lambden/OC thing

WIP xnotes Witcher Pepper prompt

WIP xnotes Witcher soft geraskier

WIP xnotes Witcher Soceleur boulangerie

WIP xnotes Witcher thump the bard

WIP xnotes Witcher yenfri thot (here)

Wow, what a freaking mess! I’m absolutely not tagging that many people 😂

Tagging @aniron48 @aprettyspy @anyawen @samanthahirr @ruthvsreality @verdigrissoup @prismatic-bell @theamazingbard @holycatsandrabbits @brothebro @cicerfics IDK I can’t even think of my own friends and people I know, I’m so damn tired 🙈

[misspoetree]

Tagged by @majestictortoise - thank you, what a pleasant surprise! 😊

Last song I listened to: Everything Black by Unlike Pluto; because I got annoyed by something and needed a quick little dance break in the bathroom to cleanse myself from negative feelings. And the beat drop in that song served me well. (Fun Fact: I discovered this song through a random Lee Soo-hyuk / Park Joong-gil edit YouTube recommended to me. And now I feel like I must rewatch all of his Tomorrow scenes. Fuck, this man is fine. 😫)

Three ships: Well, the Jolly Roger - NO, I'm not going to steal that joke. (Even though that specific ship "has sailed and there's a pirate on it". Man... I haven't had OUAT and Captain Swan on my mind in like 5 years. RIP to the person I was, lol.)

I'm legally obliged to say VegasPete because they irreversibly changed my brain chemistry. I haven't had a peaceful day since June 18th 2022.

The second one is WangXian. The Chinese sword gays*TM are the reason why I'm in this Asian BL mess in the first place. I watched the opening scene of The Untamed in April 2020, heard Wei Wuxian say "Lan Zhan" while hanging from that cliff and my brain went WHELP THAT'S IT. THAT'S OUR LIFE NOW. And the rest is history. 🤡

But I feel like these are quite obvious (and so are my other main ships) - so let's make it interesting with the third one: Geraskier. Not the Netflix version of them (DEAR GOD), not the book version of them (infinitely better though) but my personal AO3 version of them that's composed out of the few hundred hurt/comfort fics I read through the whole of 2021. These h/c fics were my number one coping mechanism through that particular year. They still are, in a way. It's always hurt the bard o'clock somewhere, I guess.

Currently reading: I'm about to start a new book but I can't decide which one to choose out of my art installation of unread books. Probably A Gathering of Shadows by V. E. Schwab. I really enjoyed the first novel of the Shades of Magic Series. Yesterday I re-read Quiet by didoandis on AO3, a Geraskier fanfic I like. And I really need to read fuck it all back down by syzygetic because people just keep recommending that one to me. 👀

Most recent movie I watched: Men by Alex Garland. I was quite intrigued by the setting and the atmosphere and the feeling of danger - in the first half. And then they fucking lost me. I was more or less...laughing? through the last 15 minutes. Because what was that, my dude. You can push weird, shocking, and disgusting stuff only so far until it gets boring. Even if it is supposed to be full of meaning, an abstract representation of the greater issue at play. Watching an infinity loop of bastardised mpreg! fanfics come to live just didn't do it for me, I'm sorry.

Craving: A piece of the Pumpkin Spice Loaf Cake from Starbucks and a glass of La Cidraie. I'm craving the inner peace I felt the last time I had that.

I'm tagging @scarefox @a-cookie2121 @hedgewyse @chalkrevelations and @thoresque if you guys didn't do that one yet (and as always no pressure 🤗).

[a-hearts-a-heavy-burden]

A: Your current OTP : Yenskier

B: A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mind : Hotch x Rossi

C: A pairing you wish you shipped, but just can’t : Spencelle

D: What was the first thing you ever contributed to a fandom? Johnlock FMV

E: Have you added anything stupid/cracky/hilarious to your fandom, if so, what? Silly little Selkimore Guts (Witcher) post that everybody loves for some silly little reason (:

F: What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom? What fandom was it? 13 years in the Sherlock fandom and still going strong

G: What was your first fandom? Sherlock

H: Do you prefer real-life TV shows or animated TV shows? YES

I: Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why? The Phandom - IYKYK

J: Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr The Witcher ... It was EVERYWHERE

K: How do you feel about the other people in your current fandom(s) There are some problematic ones but most of you are so freaking cool, funny and talented as heck. I wanna be your FRIEND.

L: Your favorite fanartist/author gives you one request, what do you ask for? FOR GERALT TO NOTICE JASKIERS PAIN. YENNEFER TO HEAL HIS HANDS . JASK TO GET A NEW LUTE. THE THREE OF THEM TO END UP A TRIAD

M: A person who got you into a fandom and what fandom they pulled you in to : The Dear Hearts pulled me DEEP into The Amazing Devil family once I chose to dip my toes into the Discord. (They kept me and I wouldn't rather be anywhere else.)

N: Your favorite fandom (for the people) : The Amazing Devil has the most wholesome, kind, considerate and respectful people I have ever met.

O: Choose a song at random, what ship does it remind you of? Two Minutes - The Amazing Devil reminds me of Spemily (?) Spencer x Emily from Criminal Minds (As besties though not romantically)

P: Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas) : (Criminal Minds) Reid learns ASL for a case with a victim who is hard of hearing and offers to teach the rest of the team. For future possible cases and further accessibility with the public Hotch makes this mandatory for all current and future team members.

Q: A ship you’ve abandoned and why : PHAN bc they have practically begged the internet for privacy and the phandom is really toxic.

R: A pairing you ship that you don’t think anyone else ships : (Netflix) Tissaia x Yennefer

S: What’s a headcanon you have? Penelope x Derek x Spencer are all in a triad -

T: What are your favorite male/male ships or female/female ships? MlM : Moreid // Geraskier // Victuuri WlW : Prenteau // Garceau // Tarow (Tara x Willow - BtVS) [ I REFUSE to use Twillow .... Absolutely NOT ]

U: What are your favorite male/female ships? Yenralt // Yenskier

V: Do you have any 3-way ships? If so, what? Geraskefer // Garcia x Morgan x Reid

W: 5 favorite characters from 5 different fandoms : Jaskier, Hotch, Willow, Scarlet Scarlet, John Watson

X: 3 OTPs from 3 different fandoms : Geraskefer // Moreid // Tarow

Y: A fandom you’re in but have no ships from : ERROR 404 : PAGE NOT FOUND

Z: What’s a ship that you want to ship publicly, but everyone on tumblr hates it so you keep your mouth shut about it? [ REDACTED ]

Fandom-Related Questions

[comfyswitcherblanketfort]

i go absolutely feral for h/c where one character gets hurt and you think they are dead and the other character confesses that they love them and then the one dying gasps awake and gets healed and later asks "did you mean it?" and then cuddles and kisses!! bonus points if Geralt is the one confessing to Jaskier🥰🥰

oh babe. do you know what you’ve done? Idk if this is fluffy enough to undo the hurt I’ve caused. even to myself...

Warnings: H/C, drowning, hypothermia, swearing, chest compressions anyone else watch dr mike? 😂😘 its better in the end I promise!

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Cold. Every cell in Geralt's body was shocked to the point of pain by how cold the river was. He fought the instinct to gasp even as he was submerged in the freezing, churning current. Forcing his eyes open, he finally remembered why he'd plunged headfirst into a river not one full week into March. 

Jaskier's limp form was being swept away from him beneath the rippling foaming water. 

He managed to kick off a rock and grasp the bard by the wrist before kicking with all he had for the surface. He coughed and sputtered as he hauled them to shore, a cold weight that had nothing to do with the temperature settling in his stomach when Jaskier didn't do the same. 

"Jaskier." Geralt growled as he dragged him all the way up onto the sand before dropping to his knees next to him, "Jaskier!" 

He got no answer. 

His hands shook as they hovered over the bard's chest, the only thing that kept him moving was the too faint and too far apart heartbeat that belonged to the only person he'd ever really loved. His arms worked on their own, crossing one palm over the back of his other hand and pressing down on Jaskier's chest in a steady rhythm. 

He paused for a moment, listening for a stronger heartbeat. 

He heard nothing. 

He worked furiously now, pumping the bard's heart for him, barely keeping from cracking his ribs with the force before he pinched Jaskier's nose to check his airway, "No... No no no no no. No! Jaskier you don't get to die on me like this." 

He pressed down eight more times before sealing his lips to Jaskier's and breathing for him, "Don't you fucking dare leave me." 

He noted there were tears on Jaskier's cheek that couldn’t belong to him with a numb sense of wonder as he pumped his heart for him eight more times. Again, nothing happened when he finished his exhale and pulled away to lean on the bard's heart. And again. And once more. 

"Jaskier, please. I love you. Please don't go." 

He breathed for him again, this time hearing his heartbeat just once on its own. 

Geralt was yelling now, more terrified than he'd ever been in his life, "Damnit Jask! BREATHE! I can't lose you! Please just fucking breathe!"

A sob tore at his throat as he leaned over once more, whispering his plea as his heart crumbled in his chest, "Breathe. I love you, Julek. Please breathe." 

At the end of his exhale he felt something thump against his chest and he reeled backward. 

Jaskier coughed and tried to suck in a breath as his hands dug at the sand in his disorientation. Geralt rolled him onto his side, laughing a little hysterically as tears were still flowing freely down his cheeks, rubbing a soothing hand on his back as he expelled a lungful of water. 

When he tried to sit up Geralt held him down, brushing his wet hair out of his eyes, "Shhh, stay there. You need to lie still." 

Jaskier's eyes finally found him, the fear melting into confusion as he tried to croak out his words, "You're crying." 

Geralt nodded, shivering as his body finally relaxed and let him feel the cold again, "You died." 

"Shit."

Geralt nodded again, feeling weak as he clapped a hand on Jaskier's thigh before rocking up to his knees, "You need to get warm, arms up." 

He scooped his arms under Jaskier's shoulders and knees, almost falling into another fit of sobs when the trembling man wrapped his arms around his neck and held tight. 

His bard was still here. He was alive. 

Geralt walked up the riverbank until he came upon their camp, Roach nickering as they approached. He set Jaskier down as gently as he could and began peeling off his wet clothes. All he could hear, all he wanted to hear, was Jaskier's heartbeat as he worked. Soon Jaskier was dressed and dry and tucked into his bedroll. Geralt haphazardly stacked some logs in a hole in the sand, setting them ablaze before he scooted the bard closer to the flames. 

There was more color in his cheeks but Geralt wasn't satisfied. He dug through their packs and found the kettle and some tea leaves. 

"G-eralt. You're blue." Jaskier's voice was weak and jarring, but as Geralt looked at his hands he realized he was right, "Tea ca-can wait." 

Geralt didn't much care if he stayed this cold for the rest of his life, so long as Jaskier was safe, but his bard looked so worried… 

"Get changed, Geralt. Please. I'm fine."

His upper lip curled back in a snarl, “You’re not fine.”

“Geralt.”

The bard’s usually strong and dulcet voice cracked on his name and Geralt melted. He’d rather get Jaskier to drink something, but he’d do anything never to hear Jaskier sound so desperate and weak ever again. He clenched his jaw and obeyed, wringing his hair out and sitting next to Jaskier and the fire. 

Neither of them spoke for a while, each looking into the fire and worrying about the other. 

As the sun was close to setting, Geralt insisted Jaskier at least eat if he wouldn’t drink tea.

“You’re not warming up.” he grunted, kicking some rocks into the fire to place under his bedroll later. 

“M’not a witcher.” Jaskier offered, a hint of a tired smile on his lips, he untucked himself from the cocoon of bedroll and blankets and held an edge open, “Come here.”

For once, Geralt didn’t hesitate. He slipped into the nest behind the bard, wrapping one arm over his waist and pulling him close while the other became Jaksier’s pillow. His anxious thoughts slowly faded into the background as Jaskier’s heartbeat picked up its pace just like it did every time they shared a bed. It After missing the sound for so long the normalcy and predictability of it was comforting. His eyes finally felt heavy and he was further lulled toward sleep as he nuzzled into the bard’s soft hair, familiar, sweet soaps and oils shutting out all other scents.

He almost didn’t notice when Jaskier whispered, “Did you mean it?”

Geralt pulled him closer, tilting his head to be closer to Jaskier’s ear, “Did I mean what?” he whispered back.

“When-” Jaskier sucked in a shaky breath which he forced out slowly before continuing, “when you said you love me?”

“I did.” There was no point in lying anymore. Geralt had lived two minutes of life without Jaskier and he was too terrified of having to endure any more to worry about what his pride thought. 

“I love you too.” Jaskier turned his head and placed a soft kiss on the inside of Geralt’s elbow before burrowing deeper into his embrace. 

Geralt pressed his lips to his hair, mumbling against his scalp, “Don’t ever leave me.” It was a terrified and heartfelt plea. 

“Never again.”

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

Come Fly With Me

blame @thecomfortofoldstorries for enabling me

1950′s Pilot!Geralt and Flight Attendant!Jaskier au

tw: War mention, war injury mention

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The year is 1958 and things are finally getting back to normal after the War... sort of.

Jaskier has been cut off by his parents for refusing to attend business school and take over the family vacuum factory, so he decides to get a job (you know, like not-rich people do).

What job would pay decently and allow him to see the world at the same time? Flight attendant, of course! 

He just needs enough money to get him to Oxenfurt, the heart of the raging Beatnik movement.

Geralt was drafted and ended up flying with the Witcher Corps during the war, eventually hoping to make a career of the air force. After his injury and subsequent honorable discharge, however, he needs a reliable way to make ends meet.

Luckily, luxury air travel has just come into vogue. With his incredible breadth of technical knowledge and air-tight credentials, Geralt has his pick of available flight paths: he chooses only red-eyes.

Flying odd hours prevents him from having to think about settling down and trapping some poor woman with his sorry excuse for companionship.

Before a late evening intercontinental flight, Geralt meets Morhen Airlines’ latest batch of flight attendants at the gate. One of them in particular, a brunette with striking features and a gloriously round ass, catches his attention.

He reads the boy’s nametag: Jaskier.

Geralt gets into the cockpit and forgets about Jaskier for a solid seven hours, until the sprightly young attendant peeks into the front of the plane with a neat, porcelain cup of coffee. “For you, sir?”

“Hmm.” 

They fly together three more times before parting ways. Jaskier always makes sure to give him the first cup from the last batch of coffee. The freshest cup made on any flight. 

Slowly, the two men get to know each other. 

Jaskier learns about Geralt’s injury and the way his leg hurts when the weather changes. 

He learns about the other Witcher Corps pilots, the ones who survived and the ones who didn’t. He holds Geralt’s hand one night at the hotel, letting the larger man cry without judgement.

Jaskier knows how hard it is to lose a family.

The attendant learns about Geralt’s two closest friends, his fellow Wolves and veterans, Lambert and Eskel. Practically Geralt’s brothers.

Geralt learns about Jaskier’s family situation and apologizes. “Nobody should have to go through that. You love each other through your differences, that’s what families do.”

Jaskier sighs and tells Geralt about how much he misses living near the coast. He tells the handsome pilot his greatest wish: to have a little cabin near the ocean, maybe with a dog or a horse. Maybe with a wife... or a husband.

Geralt learns that Jaskier has a beautiful voice, and Jaskier nearly faints when he says: “Sinatra’s got nothing on you, kid.”

And then their casual conversations turn into something else...

Jaskier lingers when he delivers coffee, sometimes just smiling at Geralt in silence.

He lets their hands brush when he gathers Geralt’s dinner dishes from the in-flight meal and blushes when their gazes meet.

He finds himself looking for Geralt in the terminal, searching out that shock of white hair beneath the pilot’s hat. 

Geralt finds himself dreaming of brown hair and blue eyes and a bright laugh.

Everywhere he goes he smells chamomile tea and fresh ground coffee.

They eventually come to realize that they’ve fallen in love.

One afternoon before a regular flight, Geralt arrives at the terminal out of uniform. Jaskier gives him a quizzical look, eyebrows wrinkling when the pilot removes the uniform hat from Jaskier’s head. 

“Geralt, dear heart, what are you doing?”

“Let’s go.”

“Go where? To see your brothers, to Oxenfurt?” 

“No, Jaskier.” Geralt hooks their pinkies together. “Let’s go to the coast.”

[horsedadgeralt]

Okay, so I think it is commonly accepted that one of Jaskier’s love languages is Physical Touch. Handholding, hugs, brushing someone’s hair... He can never keep his hands to himself in the purest sense possible.

But what if it is Geralt’s love language, too? Only it has quite literally been beaten out of him, years of indoctrination and Witchers don’t feel, Witchers don’t deserve comfort making him flinch whenever someone reaches out to caress instead of punch him.

It takes weeks after their first kiss for Geralt to be able to hold Jaskier’s hand without literally shaking, his palms clammy and fighting every instinct that is telling him to pull back and that he doesn’t deserve this.

Jaskier is so patient with him though, because yes, they have shared beds before and yes, he has washed the Witcher more times than he can count. But this is different.

He can see how much his lover is struggling, and so he encourages him time and time again. “You’re allowed to touch me. You’re allowed to be comforted. You deserve to be held.”

Eventually, Geralt starts reaching for Jaskier’s hand on his own volition. He is no longer shaking, the touch reassuring him instead.

Sometime after, he starts resting his hand on Jaskier’s thigh whenever they’re eating. If they’re sitting opposite of each other he puts his foot on Jaskier’s.

And one day, when the Witcher gets back from a hunt and Jaskier is waiting for him at the inn, working on a poem or a song, he all but runs up to their room and sweeps the bard up in his arms.

His face hidden in Jaskier’s neck and their chests so flush he can feel their hearts beating in sync he asks: “Can we cuddle?”

[dapandapod]

Masterlist 2023

I write too damn much. Send help.

-Toss a phone at your bard Where Jaskier and Eskel meet at a ren fair (ish) and lambden are matchmakers

-I live with a thief  Where Jaskier and Geralt has a hoodie stealing war.

I have another question Where Ciri ask the important thinks about Geralts feelings for the bard

-Lollipop Where Jaskier is a kindergarten teacher and Ciri’s uncle Eskel turns out to be hot

-No reason at all POV rewrite of Any reason at all. 5+1 times Geralt and Jaskier kiss

- Happiness suits you Where Geralt and Dandelion is getting married and Lambert is doubtful of Geralt’s invitation list

-Bruises S2 Jaskier h/c, Jaskier brings Ciri to Kaer Morhen, and Geralt has to figure out how to be a friend, and how to ask when not being told. About friendshit being taken for granted

-Bare your neck to see the sun Cursed Jaskier post mountain, bound to the ruins of Lettenhove with the spirits of his family. A mix of fic and thoughts

-Guiding Light Spirit guide!Jaskier tries to put the spirit of Renfri to rest, but the witcher who killed her is unable to let her go, and it almost ends them all.... Serious angst with a happy ending, mind the tags.

-Ribbons in calm water Mermay 2023, Geralt works at an aquarium and is surprised by one of the visitors inside his shark tank

-Bring a friend home Jaskel, Jaskier is Ikea and meets not only a plushy shark, but a handsome stranger

-Regret Geraskier kissing because I want them to

... To be continued....

[tishawish]

coming down from potions made a little easier

[buskerjaskier]

I wrote a new Geraskier fic! It’s dedicated to and and inspired by my good pal @nicestmeangirll !

Here’s a wee snippet:

“How do you feel, my friend?”

‘Like shit,’ Geralt wants to say, because it feels like he’s been trampled by a rather large caravan containing one travelling circus that has at least two domesticated ogres with them. “Like I should get back on the road,” Geralt grunts instead, pushing himself into a sitting position. His side immediately twinges with pain, the raw skin pulling taut around the fresh stitches there.

Jaskier’s cheerful demeanour immediately deflates a little, as though it’d been a carefully maintained facade all along, and he shakes his head mournfully. “You can’t, I’m afraid.”

“Why not?” If Jaskier is about to give him some shit about travelling while injured, Geralt had a few choice words to the bard who should know better after twenty-plus years together. Geralt would heal in the matter of a couple of days, and he’s already on a tight schedule to get back to Kaer Morhen for the winter as he’d pushed it as far back as he’d been able. When he’d dropped Jaskier off, Geralt had given himself exactly ten days to travel up the Blue Mountain before the witcher trail would be practically impossible to traverse, and the younger man knows this.

Jaskier sighs and sets aside the needle and thread on a small stool sitting next to him, also containing a basin, a small bowl with something green and grey inside, and a bloodied cloth. He puts both his hands onto his knees as though bracing himself as he looks Geralt in the eyes. “Because you’ve been out of it for almost three weeks.”

I'm quite happy with it, so please go check it out! :)

[deeplywornletters]

i’ll find the key for you

My addition to this week’s @thewitcherbog​ ‘s Whumptober Prompt: Nightmare

Summary: Jaskier wakes up to find Geralt having a nightmare.

Some hurt/comfort, because I can’t leave my boys unhappy.

He is awoken by a scream, loud and piercing and not seeming to end, noise echoing through the forest.

 Disoriented, Jaskier opens his eyes, still trying to get used to the darkness, to find the source of the scream.

 He props himself up on his elbows as he is slowly starting to take in his surroundings. The fire he had started a few hours ago has long stopped burning, a few pieces of wood still smouldering, eradiating a soft orange glow. Thankfully, the moon is shining brightly, silver beams of light shining through the tree tops, and so Jaskier has no problem orienting himself.

 His mind still heavy from sleep, thoughts making their way through his head like it’s filled with honey, thick and sticky, it takes him a few moments to realize what he is seeing right in front of him.

 Dressed only in his undershirt and his blanket kicked to the side, Geralt is laying on the other side of their campsite, seemingly sleeping. His face is twisted into an ugly grimace, as if he’s in pain, forehead glistening with sweat, and his hands are tightly gripping the bedroll underneath him.

 Jaskier has only been watching him for a few moments when suddenly, Geralt opens his mouth, emitting another scream, just as loud as the first one. It is a haunted sound, coming from deep inside, like he’s being gutted alive.

 Oh.

 Jaskier is both relieved and devastated that it’s Geralt who’s screaming. Relieved, because it is not some kind of monster that they have to fight (or rather, Geralt, whilst he hides behind the nearest tree), and devasted because it’s Geralt.

 Geralt, who already has to live with so much pain on a daily basis, whether it is getting punched in the face by a random villager or sharp teeth sinking themselves into his flesh on a hunt. And then there’s also his leg, the one that got badly broken so many years ago, but is still hurting him every day.

 ‘He should at least have no pain when he’s sleeping,’ Jaskier thinks, and so he gets to his feet, careful not to make any noise while he’s approaching Geralt as not to startle him.

 He kneels down beside the Witcher and gently brushes away a strand of hair stuck on Geralt’s forehead, wet and sticky from sweat.

 He doesn’t even seem to register the touch, trapped so deeply in his nightmare, instead kicking out a leg and in doing so, hitting Jaskier in the thigh. The bard has trouble staying upright – “That one is going to leave a bruise for sure.” – because even whilst sleeping, the Witcher is still stronger than most men when they’re wide awake.

 He is determined to wake Geralt up though, and so he softly grabs his hand, almost having to pry it open because the Witcher is grabbing his bedroll so tightly. He makes sure to stay out of reach from any more kicks, and rubs his calloused thumb over the other man’s knuckles.

 “Geralt, love, wake up.”

 Nothing.

 Jaskier sighs. Usually, Geralt is a very light sleeper, always ready to jump up in case someone or something attacks them, but his mind seems to have created an illusion so terrifying and deep that he’s locked inside, imprisoned with no way to get out.

 But he is not alone, Jaskier, intend to find the key, tries again.

 “You’re having a nightmare. Open your eyes, come on.”

 Once more, the only reaction he gets is a low grunt, but it is really a coincidence that Geralt makes that noise, still not any closer to waking up.

 Jaskier would like nothing more than to grab the other man by the shoulders and shake him awake, but he also knows that this would most likely only result in him getting punched in the face by a startled Witcher, and so he decides to take a different approach.

 ‘Deperate times need desperate measure,’ he thinks, a frown on his face as he shifts so that he is no longer kneeling on the ground, but hovering over the other man.

 He hopes that Geralt can forgive him for what he is about to do and swings one leg over the Witcher’s body before lowering himself down, effectively straddling him.

 He has dreamt of doing this many times, but not like that, Geralt vulnerable and scared below him.

 Jaskier takes a deep breath before he kicks out his legs on either side of Geralt’s and pressing their chests together, now laying on top of him. He can feel their heartbeats, and for once, his is the calm one, Geralt’s heart beating like a galloping horse in contrast.

 He wraps his arms around Geralt’s neck and presses his face into the nook between his shoulder and his face, making sure to create as much physical contact as possible.

 Even though the nights are still chilly, Geralt’s body is hot beneath him, almost feverish, and Jaskier can feel how tense it is, each muscle rigid. The Witcher is surely going to be sore in the morning, and he makes a mental note to offer him a massage as soon as they get up.

 Alas, he needs to be awake for that.

 In a final attempt to free Geralt of the prison his mind has created, Jaskier presses his mouth to Geralt’s ear.

 “Geralt, wake up. Open your eyes. Come back to me.” And, because at this point he is willing to try anything, he brushes his lips over Geralt’s cheek, giving him a soft kiss.

 The air is being pressed out of his lungs when two strong arms are wrapped around him, pulling him into a hug that would knock him off his feet if he wasn’t already down.

 Finally.

 He looks at Geralt and his gaze is met by a pair of yellow eyes staring at him. In the gloominess of the night they look like two stars shining brightly, although their light is being overshadowed by the tears trickling down the Witcher’s cheek.

 He doesn’t need words right now, Jaskier knows that, instead burying his face in Geralt’s hair, splayed out on the ground. He inhales his scent – wood and leather and sweat and something that can only be described as uniquely Geralt – and runs his hand through the silver strands, wanting to provide as much comfort as he can.

 Slowly, he can feel the Witcher relax, even though the arms around his waist are still holding him so tightly he can barely breathe. He doesn’t mind though, because Geralt is finally awake, broken free from his chains.

 Unaware of doing it consciously, Jaskier starts humming softly, keeping his voice low. It’s not a song, at least not one he knows, just a melody he comes up with as they’re laying there, continuously adding to it like he’s weaving yarn.

 Buried into each other, feeling each other’s every heartbeat and breath, he doesn’t know how much time passes.

 It doesn’t matter.

 All that matters is the “Thank you.” being whispered into his ear at some point, followed by a kiss to his temple.

 Jaskier just keeps on weaving his soft melody.

[wherethewordsare]

The question becomes then, post mountain, is Jaskier still in love with Geralt?

Okay, but we all know that Jaskier is such a precious soul and that he always sees the beautiful side of every person. He doesn't have a "type", he can easily fall in love with almost anyone (but when he falls in love, he falls hard and deep).

That's why he fell in love with Geralt almost as soon as he met him, because Geralt has so much good and beautiful sides that others just can't or don't want to see.

Just imagine Geralt arriving at a city and everybody whispering between themselves "oh my gosh, look at that terrifying witcher and his huge, ugly scars and those scary swords" while Jaskier is all like "SO GERALT AND I ARRIVED AT THIS CITY AND THERE WAS CHILD WHO LOOKED AT HIM CURIOUSLY AND GERALT SMILED AT THE CHILD, LIKE A TINY LITTLE SMILE, BUT STILL, OH YOU SHOULD'VE BEEN THERE, IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL I COULD DIE"

and that's jaskier

[crispyliza]

Ao3 isn't working 🥺