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Geraskier 8 for the kiss prompt!
As my dear @panna-acida says, blowing a kiss is so Jaskier >:). I’ve never tried to draw them cartoony and it was so fun!!! Grazie cara mia :’)
#geraskier#the witcher#geralt of rivia#geralt#jaskier#geraskier fanart#geraskier kiss#geraskier fluff#geralt x jaskier#jaskier x geralt#the witcher netflix#netflix the witcher#tonbane#prompt#answered ask#god am i having fun!!!!! :)#drew this 20min after the first prompt but im queueing hours apart to not annoy you guys
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still my favorite thing about all this is that joey batey really woke up one day, said 'hell yeah queer jaskier' and made thousands of people SO mad
#i'm polish and lemme tell you something#polish str8s are so angry rn it's so funny#imagine u get mad at random points during the day and can't sleep at night bc a fictional man kissed another man lmao???#'it wasn't in the books' boi do u wanna talk about what wasn't in the books but was in the netflix series i'll go first#they just make stuff up from the very beginning#anyway stan jaskier bi agenda#jaskier#dandelion#wiedźmin#the witcher#season 3#geralt of rivia#geralt z rivii#geraskier#radskier#radovid#joey batey#hugh skinner
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A mage kidnaps Jaskier and sets him with a sleeping curse as a way to prove that witchers are heartless, bloodthirsty monsters themselves who know nothing but to kill-
Geralt swifty makes his way to Jaskier, who is currently laying dramatically on the ground near a tree. Just as quick, he places a soft almost playful kiss on the bard's sleeping lips and-
"Get up, come on." Geralt rumbles unhelpfully, smacking the bard's face a few times, smirking down at Jaskier who yawns right in his face.
"Shit, again? What is with you mages and true love kiss curses? And always around this time of the year too! Are you all just collectively lonely and bitter nearing Belletyn?" The bard hauls himself up, yawning once more while he leans on his witcher's side. A warm, armoured hand clasps the back of his neck, pulling him closer.
"Are you complaining?" With a bark of laughter, Jaskier answers with a kiss on the cheek.
"Hardly. Just wish there was a bit more variety, you know? Say, oh i don't know, true love's blow j-" He receives a smack up the back of his head and a chuckle at his side.
"Fuck off and find the amulet for the contract-" With a flourish, Jaskier pulls the amulet out of his coat pocket
"All done, darling. Do keep up." The mage watches from the sidelines, still tied up and horrified and embarassed. The two turn to him, one looking menacing and the other smiling brightly down at him. He's not quite sure which one he fears more.
#geraskier#geralt x jaskier#the witcher#jaskier#geralt#true loves kiss#but they already knew that#trope subversion#fanfic
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jaskier really created a whole mythos surrounding geralt of rivia, white wolf, hero of the people, for the continent to adore and get invested in and then fucking wrote and performed her sweet kiss with the lines "I am weak my love and I am wanting. if this is the path I must trudge, I'll welcome my sentence, give to you my penance, garroter, jury, and judge" and then had to like. live with the fact that he admitted he's in love with the subject of his songs. every tavern he plays at the whole crowd is just side-eyeing geralt in the back like. um. hello. and he grunts and stomps up to their room. and then burn butcher burn comes out and the whole continent is like whoooaaa shit there's drama!!! jaskier is literally out here taylor swift narrating his whole relationship and geralt just has to trudge into town like. does anyone need a swamp monster killed? and the mayor or w/e goes hey aren't you the guy from the song, you really pissed that bard off what did you do leave him at the aisle or something. and geralt just has to be like. nope, must be a different witcher he's talking about. anyway swamp monster?
#the fact that jaskier wrote her sweet kiss and burn butcher burn and just.#performs them out here for everyone to hear.#it's so crazy#like imagine a person went viral on youtube making a song about a specific garbage collector man in their area#and the whole internet is like obsessed with this garbageman now#and then a few months later the youtuber posts another song about how the garbageman has a girlfriend#and he's lamenting the fact that he cant be with mr garbageman#and then youtuber posts a FIRE breakup ballad about him and mr garbageman#it's like. what the fuck is going on.#i'd love a glimpse at geralt and jaskier from just a normal commoner's perspective#the witcher#geraskier
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Prompt 75
After being yelled at on the mountain, Jaskier stumbles and tumbles his way down the perilous path down, all the while being half-blinded by his own tears. He makes it to town and decides to wait. Geralt will realize it was all a mistake and come to find him and apologize. It'll take a few days, but Jaskier can wait. He'll play for some coin, and buy himself something nice to distract himself from the heartbreak. It's been four days. Jaskier has a room at an inn, two beds, in case Geralt doesn't want to sleep in the same bed with him like they used to. Jaskier plays every night. Everyone keeps requesting his songs about Geralt, but he redirects them easily enough. The only problem is he ran out of non-Geralt songs after the second day. Even ones that don't mention him, Jaskier can't bring himself to play, because he knows that he wrote them about Geralt. It's been a week. Jaskier has his room at the same inn. He still plays for coin, but he's been forced to play his songs about Geralt, as nobody wants to hear the same songs for a week straight, so he had to diversify. Jaskier is worried Geralt might've gotten hurt. Hopefully with his witcher healing, he'll be here in no time. It's been two weeks. Jaskier has his room at the inn. He's decided to take a break from playing for a bit, lest he get boring for the crowds. He's begun really exploring the town, and he's even met one of his frequent listeners out in town, got his name - Pietr - And was introduced to his wife as "The song guy". It was nice hearing compliments about his work from them both, even if it did remind him of the nights Geralt would talk in-depth about Jaskier's songcycles with him. He misses those nights. He hopes Geralt heals up from whatever injury he must've gotten and gets here soon so they can continue having those. It's been two months. Jaskier has changed to a one-bed room. Geralt is taking forever, he can deal with sharing a bed with Jaskier when he gets here. Jaskier plays every few nights, he has regular listeners now. He's tried writing new songs, but every time he puts quill to parchment, he starts crying. Really wish he'd stop doing that. It's been four months. Jaskier has changed his room again, now in a room with a single small bed, just for one person. It'd be physically impossible to even attempt sharing it with Geralt, unless they laid on top of each other, and even then, Geralt's feet would poke out. Jaskier can only assume Geralt went after Yennefer before him. As always. Jaskier isn't sure why it came as a surprise when he first figured it out. Or why it still hurt enough to make him bawl into a glass of alcohol. He should've known from the beginning. At least he'll be next, he thinks moments before passing out drunk. It's been six months. Jaskier is beginning to worry Geralt may have died. Surely he would've come by now. Jaskier's head still whips around to look at the door every time it opens. He still peeks into every stable and prays he'll see Roach. He still asks the blacksmith if he's done any work with swords recently. One especially mortifying moment was the time he asked a brothel if they had seen Geralt's description, only for the women to all tut sadly and tell him that if he had to look at brothels to try and find his missing husband, he must've not been good enough for Jaskier to begin with. Jaskier leaves without even clearing up the misconception, because it was still a no. Geralt was still not here.
It's been eight months. Jaskier has the same room, but has begun to dwindle in popularity. At least in the "giving money to" department. He thought he could at least expect Pietr, but he ran into him in the market the other day and Pietr had no idea who he was. Jaskier must really be that forgettable, despite all his attempts his whole life to not be. Jaskier must've just overexaggerated what he meant to someone again. Jaskier has scaled the mountain again, all by himself. Either he finds signs of Geralt, dead or alive, or he dies in some rockslide accident and nobody misses him. He finds no signs of Geralt, however. Not a thing. Geralt left the mountain, that was for sure. Jaskier sat on the very same rock, and cried thinking of the very same coast, but this time he was alone. It's been ten months. Jaskier spends his days and nights either drinking or crying. He's only written one new song, one about someone's love dying before they ever get to tell them how they feel. He's never sung it, though. For a performance or in private. He's stopped playing altogether. He has no idea what to do with the rest of his life. As sad and pitiful and pathetic as he thinks himself when he says it, his life was Geralt. Following him for twenty years, writing songs about him, spreading word about him, making a name for himself as "The White Wolf's bard." It's been a year. Jaskier bought himself a small hovel in the village. He'd been there far too long to keep using the inn. He has a small flower garden. He spends most of his time tending it. Jaskier heard a villager say their penpal's village was recently saved by the White Wolf himself, and Jaskier freezes, standing still and gaping at the two women chatting. They begin to realize Jaskier's eavesdropping and move to talk inside their home. Oh. So Geralt lived. He just truly didn't come for Jaskier. Jaskier throws the last song he wrote for Geralt into the fire. Geralt isn't dead. But Geralt probably wishes Jaskier was. Jaskier stays inside his home long enough for his garden to get overrun with weeds and pests. He only leaves his home when one day, there's incessant knocking on his door. He opens it to find Yennefer. Great. She grabs his arm, summons a portal behind her, and shOVES him in. She sits him down in a chair in a kitchen, comments on how terrible he looks, and then leaves upstairs. After a few moments, Yennefer drags Geralt in, even though Geralt is clearly trying his best not to enter the room. Lovely. As if Jaskier didn't already feel like the bane of Geralt's existence. Yennefer finally sits Geralt down, and explains to them that it was just as she thought. They were bespelled. Geralt has been having lapses of memory and odd sudden urges for about a year now. He'd forget people he spoke to, towns he'd go in, and suddenly go off his routes or paths with intense need to go on a detour he could never talk himself out of. Geralt can hardly listen to her, he's just stuck staring at Jaskier with awe. Jaskier's alive. Jaskier's alive. Ever since the mountain, Geralt has been visiting the towns around the mountain, praying to find his bard again, only for everybody in the towns to not have seen anyone meeting his description. It was only two months in that he combed the entire mountain, both hoping and dreading to find Jaskier's body. He found nothing. No signs of his bard. And with nobody ever seeing him enter the village, it's almost as if he just... disappeared. Yennefer explains that anytime Geralt asked someone of Jaskier, the person would forget everything they knew about him. Any time Geralt almost made contact with Jaskier, his mind would suddenly tug him into a new direction. it seems to have been born into existence the day they had their fight on the mountain. Specifically when Geralt asked for life to take Jaskier off his hands.
#Can you tell i was inspired and in a writey mood?#angst with a happy ending#geraskier#gerlion#the witcher#geralt x jaskier#geralt x dandelion#witcher fanfiction#fanfiction prompts#geralt loves his bard!#writing prompts#requited unrequited love#friends to lovers#first kiss#love confessions#not actually dead#cursed jaskier#cursed geralt#spells#sells and curses#whump the bard#jaskier whump#whump#jaskier angst#geralt angst#angst#heavy angst#HAPPY ENDING#supportive Yennefer#Helpful yennefer
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Just kiss me, you stupid Witcher!
#geraskier#geralt x jaskier#geralt of rivia#jaskier#the witcher fanart#witcher#fanart#geraskier fanart#sketch#my artwork#my art#traditional drawing#traditional art#silver#gay love#gay kiss#all the kisses#jaskier fanart#witcher geralt
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Writing prompt: Curse breaking, true hate's kiss.
It's been two weeks since that horrible wretch of a mage falsely seduced him. Wandering hands on his chest and muttered words of adoration had distracted him from that distinct crackle and the faint scent of ozone.
He should have known better.
Should have seen it, or sensed it. He knows mages. Knows what they're capable of, their temperaments and egos. It wasn't until she was uttering about how he needed to learn to be humble, not to try and worm his way into everyone's good graces. Had to accept that people - no one - wanted him, that he noticed what she was.
So, instead of getting laid, he'd gotten cursed.
At least, mercifully, she'd told him the means to breaking the curse, which left him unable to speak, sing, or write.
True hate's kiss. Kiss someone who well and truely hates him. Perfect.
Which is how he now finds himself trudging through the overgrown wilderness, chasing rumors of a white-haired Witcher despite promising on the top of that fucking mountain that he would never bother him again.
He's still angry. Still hurt. His heart aches with every step closer, feels flayed open like bass being salted for dinner - and now he's hungry on top of it all!
He knows Geralt is going to be angry, annoyed at having to see him again even after the six months that have passed, but it can't be helped.
Jaskier's boots are caked in mud, the soles worn thin - he's pretty sure he's more blister than man at this point, despite his feet being used to years of walking, he's spent quite a bit of time in one place recently. He's gone soft rather quickly, it seems. (That tends to happen when you drink yourself stupid almost every night.)
He's close now.
He can see the smoke of a fire rising from above the trees, just past a village that told him the White Wolf had been staying nearby for the past several weeks, slaying mosntsers, refusing coin and only coming into town to sell the parts.
The woods here are dense, he'd curse at the branches smacking him in the face if he could, nature can eat his entire ass, thank you very much.
So maybe he's in a bit of a bad mood. Usually, the dense foliage, verdant and towering, letting through faint rays of sun that glitter on the moss and stones of the ground would inspire him to compose. Today he can only feel anger, because if he lets himself feel anything else he'll remember how heartbroken he is and start weeping like a small child.
So he's angry.
Angry at the branches. Angry at the Witcher.
Geralt hears him approach, of course he does. He's a Witcher, and an extra special one at that. The thought irks something in him that wants to taunt, "Ooh, so special, such a special boy," but again, that would be childish. And he can't talk.
When he reaches the clearing Geralt is there, sitting on a log facing away from him, hunched over as though trying to make himself smaller. Jaskier is half expecting him to growl or threaten him. Instead, he gets a quiet, "Bard?"
It's a question, and Geralt doesn't even bother to look at him or use his name. It makes Jaskier seethe.
He rounds the log the Witcher is sitting on, stands glaring down at him with his hands on his hips. Geralt keeps his eyes locked on the fire. Doesn't lift his gaze. It would hurt, would break his heart if there was anything of it left to break. He hates that Geralt hates him so much he can't even bear to look at him, or say his name.
He might as well get this over with. Might as well bite the rapier, so to speak, and get out of Geralt's hair before the Witcher decides to tear him a new set of holes.
He steps forward, into Geralt's space, winds his fingers into that glorious white hair, which is looking and feeling worse for wear - all of Geralt is, really. He's dirty, unshaven, looks ragged and worn and disheveled. He ignores that observation and yanks back on his silver locks until his head is tilted the way he wants it to be, leans down, and kisses him.
Jaskier normally isn't the type to kiss people who don't want it. Consent is important and he'll cut the balls off anyone who says otherwise, but this is important. Geralt won't forgive him, but he already hates the bard so there really isn't much lost there.
Then, hands are on his waist tugging him closer and a tongue is in his mouth and - Geralt is kissing him back. He's confused as all hell but not complaining, he's not an idiot!
Well, not that kind anyways.
When they break apart Geralt is looking up at him with furrowed brows, confused. Not angry.
"Mm, not... that I don't... why?"
Jaskier rolls his eyes and opens his mouth to speak - nothing. No sound. All that effort wasted. Geralt doesn't even hate him enough to break a fucking curse.
"Jaskier?"
He shakes his head, fighting back tears, unsure how to explain to a man who hates him but doesn't hate him enough why he's just assaulted him.
Jaskier flops onto the log next to Geralt and gestures vaguely, makes a talking motion with his hand, then an X with his arms.
"Can't talk?"
At least Geralt is smart, most Witchers are, in Jaskier's experience. They solve murders, chase monsters. They have to be good at reading between the lines, but only if those lines aren't emotions.
"Mm," Geralt looks him over, pulls his pendant from his neck and holds it up to Jaskier, "Magic. Curse?" Jaskier nods. Geralt swallows, "The cure is... a kiss?"
Jaskier nods again, sighs.
"From... what? Usually it's true love." He sounds oddly hopeful. Fidgets in a way that Jaskier has never seen. Jaskier shakes his head, ponders how to explain this absolute clusterfuck.
If Geralt didn't work there's only one other option anyways.
Valdo Marx.
((Now with part 2 ))
#witcher#witcher fanfiction#geraskier#my writing#geralt x jaskier#the witcher#writing prompt#cursed#true hate's kiss#curse breaking#flash fiction
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'in my relationship I only want a guy who's 6ft and has muscles' this 'I want a girl who has a big ass and boobs' that
Nah FUCK that
I want someone to lovingly hold my face in their hands and look adoringly at me then kiss me while the fans scream and cry from happiness after waiting for 5 seasons and the old bitter white men to sit seething in their arm chairs
#I wanna have it like the gay men do in the fluffy ao3 fics#I want them to cradle my face and kiss me while we cry from happiness cause we just won the battle/war fr#Do it like stede and ed do babe#What if we had a rlly cute first kiss just to piss off old homophobic white men 👀#ed x stede#Merthur#bagginshield#aralas#cherik#You name a cute gay probably enemies to lovers fantasy ship then it's probably been my 2 month long hyperfixation at some point#geraskier#lokius#solangelo#ineffable husbands#wesper#wolfstar#jedtavius#sambucky#also shout out to the lesbians too fr#lumity#catradora#gwen x morgana
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hey uh, it's been awhile.
#geraskier#jaskier#geralt#geralt of rivia#the witcher#the witcher netflix#the witcher season 3#fanart#digital art#Bitter Content#yknow i really dont draw people kissing much#maybe i should work on that
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Prompt 57
Jaskier likes hugs. Like a lot. Like dozens a day, a lot. Which is why it's so odd when Jaskier suddenly stops touching Geralt unless he he absolutely has to. Geralt is admittedly getting quite jealous, however, because Jaskier hasn't stopped touching anyone and everyone else. Has the horror of being a witcher finally set in for the bard? Is he disgusted to so much as lay a finger on him, now? Geralt starts just being concerned about it, however, when Jaskier keeps almost hugging him. So Jaskier clearly wants to hug him, but refuses to do so. Did someone say something? Is he worried about Geralt? He worries for Geralt an awful lot. Oh fuck, is he cursed? Geralt finally breaks and asks (demands) Jaskier why he stopped hugging him, when Jaskier clearly still wants to. "It's because you hate it! Obviously! I- I'm trying to be a good friend!" Geralt knows he can be a bit stoic, but he thought Jaskier would take the fact that Geralt hugs back and doesn't shove him away as more than enough motivation to keep doing what makes him so happy. "I never felt so bad. I really thought you had no problem with me being so- So clingy. If I had known better, I wouldn't! Honest, Geralt!" "Why do you think I have a 'problem' with it?" "You growled at me!" Oh fuck. He purred. Jaskier doesn't know he can purr.
#geraskier#geralt x jaskier#the witcher#witcher fanfiction#fanfiction prompts#geralt x dandelion#geralt loves his bard!#writing prompts#requited unrequited love#friends to lovers#love confessions#first kiss#purring#witchers purr#Cutagens#Witcher Cuteagens (Cute Mutagens)#Witcher Cutagens (Cute Mutagens)#Geralt purrs#So what if the grammar isn't proper? All that matters is how my neurodivergent brain reads the spacing and tone and inflection#COMMAS ALL THE COMMAS#YOU GET A COMMA#YOU G ET A COMMA#EVERYONE GETS A COMMA#stayed up way too late Pepe Silvia-ing a new roleplay idea for me and my bestie#NOT THE SEX KIND OF ROLEPLAY
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a kaer morhen scenario i thought up today.
it’s late in the night, and jaskier is starting to feel sleepy. geralt, eskel and lambert are having casual talk over a brew of white gull. jaskier says he’ll be going to bed and leans over to give geralt a goodnight kiss. geralt happily accepts this, so used to jaskier’s kisses.
lambert, who is buzzed and likes being a little shit, goes “hey, where’s my goodnight kiss, pigeon?”
geralt throws him an annoyed glare, as eskel, who is also a little bit drunk, chuckles under his breath. jaskier playfully rolls his eyes, and slowly walks up to lambert.
he leans over, gently holding lambert’s face and gives him the softest kiss on his forehead. “good night, lambchop.” jaskier whispers. lambert doesn’t answer back, he is flustered out of his mind.
eskel shyly clears his throat and mumbles about wanting a kiss too. jaskier giggles and walks over to him as well. gently holding eskel’s face as he brushes some of his hair away from eskel’s eyes. he gently kisses the side of eskel’s face where his scars are. “good night, sweet eskel.” jaskier whispers.
jaskier leaves the witchers be, walking back to his and geralt’s bedroom. all three of them are so flustered, lambert doesn’t realize his spilling his drink. eskel just feels giddy over his kiss and tells geralt he’s one lucky bastard. geralt just feels stupidly proud. “yeah i know.” he says smugly.
#the witcher#geraskier#kaer morons#gothie's headcanons#jaskier woken up something in all of them and now he's always getting bothered for more sweet gentle kisses lol
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Funny how Geralt always stayed on the sidelines with Jaskier's conquests for fear of a broken heart and yet he got a front row seat to watch the bard fall in love with the prince.
Geralt would cut the bard off when he started talking about the virtues of whatever man or woman he spent the night with, but he had no choice but to listen to Jaskier when he told him how the prince learned his song, because the poet appealed to their "best friends" bond.
Geralt smiled inwardly when the bard left his conquest for the night alone to go order him a bath and wash his hair with special soaps and oils after the hunts. And then the witcher had to witness Jaskier leaving him to go order Radovid a bath because "his long blond hair has never been anything less than perfect and cannot be left uncared for, Geralt."
Geralt always distracted the bard with a story of past hauntings with terrifying creatures every time Jaskier began to compose a love song for his conquest, but nothing could distract the poet when he began to talk about how beautiful and bright Radovid's eyes were and how he wanted to find the perfect words to describe them.
Geralt faked annoyance every time Jaskier asked to sleep next to him at night insinuating that he was too cold for a little bard. Geralt feigned relief when Jaskier told him that he would no longer bother him with that because he now slept with Radovid and his arms and fur blanket were more than warm.
Geralt kept as much emotional distance as possible from the bard who approached him in a tavern in Posada so he wouldn't have to deal with a broken heart from falling in love with a human.
But absolutely no distance in the world prepares him when that night while they were camping alone, Jaskier lying next to him and looking up at the stars, turns to him and says softly "I'm not in love with you anymore, Geralt. You don't have to act cautious around me anymore."
And Geralt can't say anything. Because he simply can't. He must have misheard, maybe the kikimore from earlier hit him too hard or something because there's no way, no world where Jaskier was in love with him. There's no way he would have wasted his chance.
Jaskier, oblivious to the witcher's stupor, continues "I know I made you uncomfortable with my affections for you, I tried hard not to throw myself at you if I'm honest, but Radovid... I've fallen so much in love with Radovid that I'm ready to let you go. I'm sorry it took me so long to give you and Yenna peace."
Geralt looks up at the stars in silence, not believing what he just heard. Jaskier is about to turn away when Geralt takes his hand. He says nothing, just a simple squeeze. Jaskier breathes a sigh of relief, the witcher doesn't hate him for that, he doesn't ask him to leave as he had feared. Geralt is also relieved that he is no longer burdened with the bard's feelings.
Geralt allows himself to hold his hand one last time. He allows himself a small luxury, so that he can silently mourn the loss of his bard and curse his own stupidity. Tomorrow he will watch as the bard is reunited with the prince, tomorrow he will watch with a broken heart as they embrace and the prince spins Jaskier in his arms, before kissing him and swearing eternal love. Tomorrow Geralt's heart breaks completely.
But just for today, just for that night, he allows himself to take Jaskier's hand, draw him into his arms and breathe freely the scent of the man he has been in love with for over two decades. Just for that one night, Geralt allows himself to be happy.
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I really love to make me cry ^^
#Jaskier is confused for a while#But before they meet Radovid they meet Yennefer.#Yenn and Geralt kiss and Jaskier knows he made the right decision#Radovid and Jaskier decide to go away alone for a while#Yenn and Geralt try it for real this time#But Yenn finds out everything as usual#And when she motivates Geralt to fight for the bard#Jaskier announces that he has secretly married the prince#Ciri is done with her parents' drama#Jaskier is also her father of course#geraskier#radskier#jaskier#geralt of rivia#the witcher#the witcher netflix#ao3 fanfic#fanfiction#geralt x jaskier
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When Nifflgaard ends up capturing Jaskier to try and get information about Geralt and Ciri from the Bard.
One of the first things they do is a curse (what the curse does can change depending on the writer). Jaskier, the kind of that can only be cured by a true love kiss.
During the torture, they convince Jaskier that no one could ever love him.
Even after Geralt rescues Jaskier, he can tell that something is wrong with the bard. Only Jaskier won’t tell him about the curse since he sees it as being pointless now that he thinks he's unloveable
#the witcher netflix#the witcher#geralt of rivia#joey batey#jaskier the witcher#henry cavill#the witcher jaskier#geralt x jaskier#geraskier#fic ideas#jaskier#gerskier#cirilla fiona elen riannon#freya allan#headcanon#yennefer of vengerberg#the witcher season 3#the witcher season three#anya chalotra#true loves kiss
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[MASTERPOST]
Oh Jaskier... this is an awful winter for him. I think there are various things at play that would make Jaskier defensive. His track with father figures isn't the best, and while he firmly believes that there isn't anything shameful about what he's doing, he still feels like he isn't seen as anything different than a stupid omega, who can't provide properly for his child, who isn't a good parent- Meanwhile, if Vesemir threw the first stone, with his educational and disciplinary methodes...
#geralt of rivia#jaskier#vesemir#yennefer of vengerberg#geraskier#geraskier lovechild#omegaverse#blood tw#this is not how you want to meet your father in law#I keep thinking about how insufficent Jaskier feels as a parent sometimes#(and what that says about him that this is something that is one of his biggest worries)#and what Vesemir sees#a child that is well-fed#that gets bed time stories and toys#who gets his scraped knees kissed better#a child that was never beaten or slapped in his life - that has never experienced violence before#he has absolutely NOTHING to say#nothing to criticize#but Jaskier is out of his mind (understandably so)#(it might come across as slightly anti-witcherish with all the stories that exist about witcher stealing children)#(which Jaskier knows are bullshit that is not why he's reacting that way)#They'll have a lot to talk about! and for quite a while this explains why Jaskier didn't seek out Geralt#why WHY WHY did this story start to get plot it always happens and I can never manage to get it all in comic form gosh
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I know he said “platonically”
but he was talking to vespula? He’s not going to tell her he loves geralt any other way
also he’s lied about how he feels about geralt before
the song he sings to radovid is pretty clearly (to me) saying that he had feelings for geralt and has given up/is trying to move on at the moment
which is unsurprising given the way he’s been treated— and radovid learning his song is just a level of care and interest that he hasn’t felt from geralt lately so why shouldn’t he be with him?
anyway yeah I still ship geraskier, radskier doesn’t bother me and makes sense to me and I don’t think anything said in volume one means jaskier isn’t/wasn’t in love w geralt that’s my take
#also when his face falls when geralt kisses yen#but he’s got to keep joking with ciri#ow#jaskier#the witcher#geraskier#geralt of rivia#witcher netflix#witcher season 3#the witcher spoilers#radskier
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If you still want prompts, how about 16. nose kisses and Geraskier? <33
I ALWAYS want prompts, so thank you <33
16) nose kisses
geralt can dish it out but he sure can’t take it
#this was so fun to make#geraskier art prompts#geraskier#finley cannot draw#geralt of rivia#jaskier#geralt x jaskier#the witcher#the witcher netflix#the witcher fanart#geralt: *kisses jaskiers nose* jaskier: aw bb<3#jaskier: *kisses geralts nose* geralt: what the fuck. what the fuck.#(he secretly loves it though)
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