#immortal jaskier rights

[theweeping-whistlers]

The Daily Fanfic Rec #18

Fandom : The Witcher

Site : Ao3

Title : You've Been Deprived, Haven't You My Dear?

Author : Bedalk05

Summary :

The thing is, Witchers aren’t supposed to be affectionate. Geralt, in his own particular way, undoubtedly is however. Unfortunately, the Witcher is truly inept when it comes to handling affection and processing emotion. All of this is to say that Jaskier could have predicted this. “This” being Geralt standing helplessly as he holds a cat currently purring in his arms.

Geralt deserves to touch something soft

Notes :

Jaskier is so silly, and in this piece of clouds on earth, he will be silly forever. That's right, immortal AU jaskier decided that sad man Geralt needs a hug...and a bath...and - you know what he decides that Geralt needs all the nice soft things that sad little boy Geralt never got. Ig this happens to bleed into the other withers in the process than :-p. Anyway, this fic is softer than a kittens fur and sweeter than the awful yet addictive sugar cookies from Walmart. Do you want to smile and feel nice? Well, then this work is just right for you.

[artistsfuneral]

But what if season 4 of The Witcher is just going to be the reincarnation au of our dreams. Because we all know by now that Jaskier is immortal, right? So what if season 3 concludes the original storyline and season 4 starts out as a modern au where Jaskier is just going about his day when BAAAM! he gets to meet Geralt again, who finally got reincarnated and looks all different now, but at heart he's still the witcher Jaskier fell in love with centuries ago.

Just saying...

[ephhemeralite]

writing pattern tag game!

post the first line of your last ten posted fics and see if there's a pattern! thanks for the tag, @ful-crum !!!!!

not quite sure how i got here, real glad i've got more than ten fics posted (if only barely), excited to see how it goes

"Aziraphale bustles back into his shop with all of the energy of a raccoon holding a goodie they never expected to stumble across." – no skin like the skin you woke up in (gomens canon divergence au)

"Ed has spent the vast majority of his life as a pirate. Get as old and experienced as he’s gotten – far older and more experienced than he ever expected, mind you – and you form some opinions, about salt and the sea and the way of things." – and i feel so proud when the reckoning arrives (this is two lines so it's cheating but whatever 💚. very dumb black sails/our flag means death crossover)

"The first time Dick notices himself call for Batgirl and the wrong sibling respond, he doesn't think much of it." – no difference between the past and the ground (dick grayson thinks he's going crazy until he realizes [REDACTED])

"Tommy thinks that finding himself stuck through the Blood God’s sword – stuck through – should come as more of a shock to him than it does." – this is mostly what happens in dallas (au of my dsmp hero/villain major character death series where the major character death doesn't happen but it's still not great! hence the wtnv if he had lived title)

"Wilbur drops onto the couch with a groan and some sort of weird, histrion-type flail." – a gaze blank and pitiless as the sun (dsmp hero/villain au, companion piece to the actual mcd, probably my best piece of posted writing)

"He isn't looking for trouble today, but he isn't surprised when the blade of a sword finds him regardless." – the truth is like a sickle (it'll cut you to the middle) (dsmp hero/villain au with the mcd)

"The flickering lights of the tavern seem soft, in the late hours of the night." – drunk in a field (on dandelion wine) (unfinished 5+1 from a folk witch!jaskier universe that i got super super attached to but eventually let go of because my life kept getting more insane and the concept more intricate)

"Peter had spent a lot of time trying to psychoanalyze Neal Caffrey before his capture." – acquainted with the saint of never getting it right (white collar/batfam crossover, dick grayson is neal caffrey, my most popular fic by a chunk)

"Geralt can already tell that Jaskier plans on dragging them both out tonight, probably with quilt, to force him into a night of 'stargazing and communing with nature like we used to!'" – it could feel like an end (to have to keep going) (immortal/modern times geraskier au fic i haven't read since i wrote and posted it in a day. i think it's contemplations on mortality, helplessness, and the climate crisis?)

"Briefly, he contemplates sitting up on the couch to give himself better lung capacity for his incoming tirade, but figures that he may as well put his vigilante training to good use, and continues to lay back." – more like me (less like you) (technically the second line of an emotional conversation between dick and jason, but the first line was dialogue and it is too early for me to mess with quotation marks like that)

so, full disclaimer that i don't post a ton (no skin was last updated in august of last year and more like me was posted in july of 2021) so a lot of this writing is kind of old, but! i did notice that i've tended to open in media res, but recently i have been incorporating more exposition. i've never tried to make my first lines great hooks — i'm honestly more concerned with giving myself a good jumping-off point than anything else. it also struck me how many fandoms i've written for that i no longer engage with, basically at all. maybe i've just been really focused lately, but i don't think a few of these fandoms would hold my attention anymore! ironically, i'm talking about the more recent fandoms like dsmp/gomens/ofmd and not the older stuff like the batfam or the witcher.

this was really fun, i loved looking back through my work like this!! thank you again ful-crum for tagging me :)! i'm gonna tag @doingthewritethings, @b10000p, and @alavenderleaf !!!!!!

[pukner]

✨masterpost of my works✨

posted to my ao3

[this post is subject to editing in the future]

Since I intend on using Tumblr a bit more now, and because I like neat lists, I thought it'd be prudent do make a little list of what I have out on ao3 right now!

My name's Looth, and I am ENTIRELY at the whims of my hyperfixations. I'm on twitter and pillowfort by the same handles, but I rarely use the latter.

fandoms: Stranger Things, Our Flag Means Death, The Witcher (Netflix) and Good Omens

[list under the cut!]

fanfiction

Good Omens:

A Nanny? In MY Summoning Circle?

A twoshot wherein Warlock Dowling meets his Nanny again, via the very normal uni student past time of trying to summon a demon with a book you found in a dodgy bookshop. Very fluffy, genderqueer Warlock.

[Complete] 2/2, 10.5k

The Witcher (Netflix):

The Viscount

[geraskefer endgame]

A 5+1 that works on the premise that "I'm from Lettenhove" is a sort of codeword in the royal class for children that have fallen out of grace with their court/family? And the higher your rank in Lettenhove, the worse the thing you have done is? Lots of Jaskier shenanigans, aggressive found family and genderfluid Jaskier.

Based on a post by @artistsfuneral.

[WIP] 3/?, 1.3k

build me up, buttercup [rated M]

[geraskefer endgame]

A longfic I've been chipping away at since 2020, dear God. Features Jaskier and Yen being fake married and co-parenting Ciri, Geralt getting adopted, the found family inherent to bards and the city of Oxenfurt, ftm Jaskier and Ciri having a well-deserved identity crisis. Also, ocs galore, gratuitous academia, and also Valdo Marx is immortal and Jaskier's annoying best friend.

Geraskefer endgame. My baby, who I will return to as soon as I am able.

[WIP] 15/?, 64k

Our Flag Means Death:

the inertia series [rated E]

a three-part series following Israel Hands as he attempts to move on from the things keeping him trapped in amber, unable to grow.

[steddyhands endgame]

[Complete] 62.9k

1. love like a dog on a leash

Izzy Hands encounters an old friend in the form of Sam Bellamy, Ed starts a barfight, and Stede learns some backstory.

All of these men are haunted in some way.

1/1, 5.5k

2. open season

Izzy Hands finds himself inexplicably being courted by various pirates to be their first mate. No one has addressed that fact that he isn't looking for a new Captain; he already has two. Steddyhands endgame, features some Jackhands.

A long look at the dynamics between Ed and Izzy, and now Stede, and the older dynamics of Ed, Izzy, Calico Jack Rackham and Sam Bellamy. Actually, it's a look at Izzy himself, and his various traumas and the way he's transitioning from being in a Black Sails type dark genre to this weird muppet land everyone else on this ship seems to live in.

7/7, 44.5k

3. red sky at morning

An epilogue, wherein the boys all contend with the future on the horizon; the good and the bad of it.

1/1, 11.9k

stranger things

[my current hyperfixation send help]

Eddie Munson and the Dreamboy

[steddie]

Wherein Eddie and El traverse the inside of Steve's mind, and encounter various Steves at different points in his life trying to find where he's hidden himself to escape Vecna's final curse.

A 5+1, featuring Steve's Scoops Ahoy flirting, a little baby Steve, and El's hair.

[Complete] 1/1, 8k.

Dustin Henderson and the Lovebirds

[steddie]

Five times Dustin Henderson was subjected to Eddie Munson being gross and sappy and in love with Steve Harrington, and one time Steve didn't even have to be there.

Features Steve being serenaded, Eddie Munson's Roger Rabbit Impression, Steve's Tiny Gym Shorts, and a good old fashioned worm conversation. Also, gay dnd.

[Complete] 1/1, 9.7k

always burning, world keeps turning

a two-part series set in a soft post-apocalyptic Hawkins, where community and family keep everyone going. And Steve and Eddie kiss about it.

[steddie]

[WIP]

1. took you for a working boy

In a post-apocalypse, mildly nightvale-flavoured Hawkins, Steve and Eddie are the only ones who aren't aware they're dating. Steve does not have a gender crisis but does have a lot of difficulty finding the words for it all, Eddie is oblivious but earnest (and running a radio show, Dr. Death Defying or Cecil Palmer style), Steve and Robin are ACTUALLY soulmates, and everyone's doing their best.

I cannot stress how much everyone thinks they're already dating. Featuring genderqueer Steve, disaster gay Eddie, scheming younger teens, and lots of stobin fluff.

[complete] 6/6, 43.8k

2. hometown blues

The sequel to working boy, wherein Gareth, Vickie and Steve's mom encounter how fucking weird Hawkins has got in their absence, and take it with varying degrees of grace.

[WIP] 3/? 17k

off-script

Wherein Steve Harrington has his sexuality all figured out, Eddie's in comically heavy denial, and everything rapidly snowballs from there.

[steddie]

1. off the beaten path

Wherein Steve figures out he's bi before Eddie figures out he's gay, but Eddie STILL manages to fall first.

Features Steve talking himself though discovering his sexuality in approximately five minutes while on the phone with a baffled Jonathan, and him aggressively flirting with the local metalhead. He's also very good at being an unreliable narrator.

It ALSO features said local metalhead (who thinks himself straight) accidentally flagging, calling Steve Harrington princess in a totally straight way, and doing the ttrpg equivalent of doodling your crush's name on a notebook over and over. Also, somehow he's convinced himself he just hates Steve.

This won't end badly for anyone, I'm sure.

[Complete] 6/6, 34.2k

2. no boys allowed

Robin Buckley has her very first Girls' Day. She gets her hair braided, consoles her heartbroken best friend, and everyone muddies the water a bit on the exact definition of what a Girl is.

Steve Harrington has a good cry about Eddie Munson.

[Complete] 1/1, 7.5k

3. here be dragons

Eddie Munson has kissed a boy, and now he has to handle the fallout. He's got to grapple with the fact that he likes boys, likes a boy, and the harrowing fact that he may have inadvertently broken said boy's heart.

Or, a rapidly snowballing fic that's become a series of character studies by accident. Features Mike Wheeler kicking Eddie's ass into gear, ruminations on being a fashion-assigned dom, Steve Harrington's Various Abandonment Issues, and a surprise Tommy Hagan.

[WIP] 6/?, 38.9k

original works:

court of law

A mildly unhinged second person pov piece about a person going to college and finding that he's trapped in a bizarre dreamscape with no memories. And a new body. He accidentally steals a cute boy's name.

Lots of shenanigans, lots of gender and bad jokes.

[WIP] 6/?, 13k

[kuwdora]

Surface Tension Geralt/Yen/Jaskier Explicit ~5500w Orgasm denial, edging, subspace, d/s, praise kink and a host of other sex acts that really are secondary to the emotional porn, softness, and humor. Geralt is Yen and Jaskier's toy for the evening.

Geralt was starting to believe tonight might be the night that he would be fucked to death. Jaskier would immortalize it in an over-the-top ballad and Yen’s elegy would probably be understated, but Geralt wouldn’t care because he’d never felt this agonizingly good for this long; it didn’t even matter if he never came, as long as Yen and Jaskier got what they wanted from him.

Geralt lay flat on his back, his hand cinched on Yen’s hip where she was riding his cock, and he was drowning in the steady burn of pleasure. Jaskier sprawled beside them, languid as a cat, his eyes drifting from Yen to Geralt with an expression that was more thoughtful and assessing rather than aroused, despite the flush in his cheeks.

Geralt hazily suspected Yen must have enchanted the sheets to wick the sweat away, for all the time he’d spent on his back while she and Jaskier took their turns to play with him.

Yen leaned forward and braced a hand on Geralt’s chest, but slipped from the sheen of sweat. She sat back up, her hips moving in an easy rhythm. Geralt followed her right to the edge of orgasm and no further; gone were the evenings where Yen and Jaskier took turns competitively getting him off to see how many times he came in a single night. They’d discovered after a dozen orgasms that Geralt could still get hard but not stay awake. Consciousness, it turned out, was no longer a requirement to orgasm and get hard again—much to Yen and Jaskier’s delight—and Geralt’s tired bemusement.

Their current obsession was seeing how long Geralt could hold on without coming, without losing his erection entirely. Without falling asleep. Without Yen or Jaskier getting bored of a witcher’s stamina.

It had tested Geralt’s own patience and mettle, forcing him to exert more control and mindfulness of his body in service of the game they played. There were variations on the style of gameplay—which were entirely dependent on Yen and Jaskier’s moods—and a rubric that Yen and Jaskier had bickered over when constructing their elaborate point system.

There was one fundamental rule: whoever was touching Geralt and caused him to climax would be the loser. There was an addendum that if Geralt came untouched, the game ended in a stalemate. Jaskier had been loud and insistent on adding that rule to their game when Jaskier had once pulled out of Geralt’s ass to give him a moment to breathe, and crawled into Yen’s lap, kissing her collarbone so sweetly. Geralt had been running so hot for so long and the mere sight of them together made his heart swell and his cock began to empty before he could look away.

Tonight had been a long night already. Jaskier and Yen had already come several times and Geralt floated so close to the edge of his orgasm.

continued on ao3

[colorfulandblack]

In honour of getting though Witcher season 3 I would like to share with you my thought process while watching this show, not that anyone asked. Can you tell Jaskier is my fav?

Season 1

Me, seeing Jaskier for the first time: a baby! Must protect, already fave.

Me throughout the season: How are you still alive? And how are you not aging?

Me still at season one going through social media: oh, so you don't like Jaskier, huh? Square up bitch cos I'm coming for your ass. Also why the hell is he called Dandelion? Jaskier is a buttercup not a dandelion? Dandelion would be so fucking funny though [image of Sid and last dandelion of season vivid in my mind]

Me still on season one: ok I know we NEED to normalise closeness between two male friends but that's definitely gay, right? Like Jaskier just readies such dumbass bisexual energy and he so clearly is in love with Geralt

Me, during the mountain scene: Bitch, bitch, bitch how dare you [actually insert the Jaskier HOW DARE YOU picture] actually stops watching the show for like a week

Season 2

Me, immediately at the beginning: where's Jaskier? Where's my man? My child? Where's that idiot?

Me, after I see Jaskier: what have they DONE to you? But the songs absolutely slaps (talking about the whore song that was so funny)

The apology scene: Nope, nope, sir that's the most half assed apology I've ever seen

Overall season two: yes, yes serious matters and Jaskier is a comic relief but could you just try to give him some more screen time like bitch he's trying his best, he risks his life, he does some good, he loves Ciri and Geralt just fucking appreciate him! I know it ain't about him but for being Geralts friend for so fucking long I think he deserves some appreciation for his accomplishments from others characters, even a little

Season 3

Sees trailer: "Dear friend.." ahaha that's for Jaskier for sure! [Sees a blur of him] oh thank god he's in here!

Me, after seeing Jaskier: oh, god oh no. Why, why, WHY?! WHO they fuck took the game design?! Put it back I say PUT IT BACK!!!

Me seeing Radowid: *squints as he praises Jaskier, clearly flirts with him and actually appreciates him UNLIKE SOME PEOPLE* I want to trust you but that would be a mistake

Me, throughout the season: ah, so you finally admit that Jaskier is in love with Geralt who somewhat patched things up with Yen so you give Jaskier a new love interest, who is a man [icarly interesting image]

(listen I loved them this season but it felt like a weird sudden jump in their relationship and idk, by this season rocked I just wished they included Jaskier more and if canonicaly were not getting Graskier then fucking give him some screen time as a part of a family! He's great with Ciri!)

Also that Valdo scene was fucking HILARIOUS

Me when, suprise, suprise Radowid did a backflip: I knew it, why am I surprised, I knew it. Jaskier why do you have a TYPE?!

Final thoughts: Jaskier fits perfectly into their witcher family dynamics just give him more screen time! Please! also very curious about Radowid redemption arc although I'm not ready to let go yet, and also may I add the music, fantastic, don't care if it's periodic or not Joey my man you killed it.

It's clear that Jaskier has a type for like unrequited/getting hurt type of love or the writers just love whumping him which like fine but then make it fucking seen like by others? It takes a fucking plot device character in SEASON 3 to see it? like give me some fucking comfort as well you assholes.

Also super weird that they went with the game design and gradually changed it simultaneously ageing Jaskier. I mean why now? He hasn't aged in like a decade and then he suddenly did? Just keep him immortal will you?

Idk it's chaotic lads cos I just finished it and I think I've seen season 1 most times and the rest kinda blurs together so

[thenightling]

New Witcher Season 3 posters

New The Witcher season 3 posters of Geralt, Jaskier, Yennefer, and Ciri.

Geralt = Witcher (mostly immortal Monster Hunter)

Jaskier = Geralt's bard (musician) companion and civil rights activist.

Yennefer = Mostly immortal Sorceress that Geralt crushes on

Ciri = The orphaned princess being raised by these three vagabond lunatics.

[roughentumble]

was talking with my friend abt this geraskier idea but now im obsessed with it. you know those fics where geralt realizes jaskier is gonna die of old age someday and goes on some sort of quest to secure jaskier's longevity?

yeah, that, but flip it. JASKIER realizes his mortality, and realizes geralt will be left alone, and decides that that's just no good. he does up the buttons on his doublet, and primly(though with fierce determination) marches his silly ass right on up a mountain on a dangerous quest for immortality so that geralt will never have to be alone

[fawnnbinary]

I’m sick so this note is on brand. But like I find it hilarious how the fandom has agreed Jaskier is like CONSTANTLY worried about Geralt getting hurt or sick when the man is literally immortal. Like Jaskier could be dying of the plague with an arrow in the knee and be like “Geralt are you SURE your okay?”

And it’s like Jaskier you’re bleeding out.

-SF anon

It’s me I’m Jaskier

Also Idk why I decided to tell you this but your blog sparks joy and this cold sparks death sooo yea I decided to cancel it out.

ohhhh sf anon, my dear friend, this is such a funny time to send such a wholesome ask skjdhskdgh but you are so right, Jask has very little self preservation skills BUT he cares so much about Geralt's well being

and I hope you feel better soon!!!!

[leverage-ot3]

11,17,20

Proudest moment?

bro I wrote this but I have no idea honestly

Favorite thing about yourself?

I’m passionate about helping others! And my tattoo plans are to make my body a garden which I love 💖

What are the fanfics you’ve ever read?

okay so this depends on fandom!

the witcher

we are known by the stories we share (geraskier, witcher!jaskier)

Watch Me Burn (geraskefer, yennefer stayed nilfgaard court mage au)

The Likes of You (geraskefer, fake marriage au, jaskier’s family)

Rivers Run Series (geraskier, river god jaskier)

Dead Weight (jaskier x lambert x aiden, banshee jaskier au)

Love’s Worth Running To (jaskier x geralt x eskel, au)

and i plan to be forgotten when i'm gone (yes i'll be leaving in the fall) (geraskier, cursed jaskier au)

Sing for Me, Little Lark (geraskier, bdsm club au)

Kiss a Frog (When He's Your Witcher) (geraskier, spy jaskier au)

The Red Prince (geraskier, fae jaskier au, witcher god jaskier)

the only way to breathe is to scream (geraskier, separate worlds au, famous singer jaskier, jaskier’s family is mafia)

Belong (geraskier, x men world au, teacher jaskier)

for she has done mischief (geraskefer, jaskier fucks a god and gets a baby out of it, jaskier’s family, parent trapping)

Business Partners (geraskefer, ice skating au)

if i'm good will you come back (geraskier, jaskier reincarnates au, heartbreaking and beautiful)

stranger things

How A Resurrection Really Feels (steve harrington x eddie munson)

Paradise By The Dashboard Light (steve harrington x eddie munson)

Good Ol' Fashioned Sexuality Crisis During the Apocalypse (steve harrington x eddie munson)

Touch and Go (steve x billy- lowkey though, I do not like billy and do not ship them but this was done really well; pre-steve x eddie; crossover with black phone)

The Idea of Something Binding Us Together (steve had powers au, steve & eleven are siblings)

The Future Mrs Harrington (steve & robin friendship, fake relationship; time travel au)

Look Right Through Me (steve was taken before will, steve & will friendship, steve & hopper)

Sanctuary (steve x eddie, steve goes missing in 1985 au)

leverage

Hearts Wrapped in Clover (leverage ot3, eliot never joined leverage au)

Ten Prides in Portland (leverage ot3, ten years of pride months in portland, a beautiful fic)

kids (aren't) alright (leverage ot3 teen au)

red notice

I Don't Care About Anyone (nolan x sarah x john)

marvel

In The End, She Appears (darcy x bucky, darcy is a banshee au, unfinished)

Daughter Of Athena Series (darcy x bucky x steve, darcy is a demigod au)

Red Threads of Fate (steve x bucky x fem!harry potter, soulmates; SO GOOD)

In Search of Elysium (darcy x bucky x steve, no avengers au)

The Super Soldier Job (leverage x marvel crossover, leverage team helps bucky after tws, leverage ot3 obviously)

Birds of Desire (darcy x steve x bucky, soulmates)

This Is My Hand (darcy x steve x bucky, soulmates)

Tread Softly, Angels (darcy x steve x bucky, soulmates, one of my first beloved fics)

Irreverence Is My Superpower (darcy x steve x bucky)

Here And Where You Are (darcy x steve x bucky, darcy has powers)

Surrender My Bones (darcy x steve x bucky, apocalypse au, unfinished)

bewitched, bothered, and bewildered (darcy x steve x bucky, darcy is a witch, THIS FIC MY BELOVED, unfinished)

the fortune teller (darcy x steve x bucky, immortal fortune teller darcy)

misc

Of the Northmost Winds and Skies (jack frost x hiccup, don’t judge me I was curious and then it altered my brain chemistry)

[supermanknows]

I need more Jaskier BAMF fanfiction. Why hasn't anyone made him a higher vampire lately?! Think about it - left to his own devices, he finds a way to be immortal with his own brand of right and wrong...OFMD it is coming soon, and I'll be distracted for a while. But in the meantime... I know what you're going to say; write it yourself. Welp, I would if my brain wasn't riddled with MS plaque. :P

[cucumber-of-doom]

oh dear, i dont know where to start. i would love to hear about 'alec keeps dying'... but also 'sad selkie'... and i was also intrigued by 'there are two wolves inside of you' until i realised what you probably meant by that :D

Ok story time :D

Alec keeps dying:

This was inspired by a compilation of Sean Bean death scenes on Youtube. In this AU Alec Alec discovers his immortality after unexpectedly waking up after having his throat cut some time in the late 16-hundreds. I have a few stupid deaths written out and an (at least I think so) hilarious scene were Olivia Mansfield shoots him in the face to confirm her theory that he indeed comes back from the dead. Why he does this is irrelevant, but everyone thinks James is the one who is immortal (which he isn't. Or is he?)

Anyway, after looking through the document I'd actually like to do some restructuring because I still like the idea, but I won't write 20k for this AU.

sad selkie:

THIS IS SO GETTING FINISHED, YOU JUST WAIT!!!!

Selkie!Izzy has never known other selkies since his mom died, goes through a whole lot of shit and falls head over heels for young Ed and then just HANDS HIM HIS PELT FOR SAFEKEEPING because he's ride or die for that idiot. Lots of feels. Haven't decided yet if this ends up steddyhands or not but there is a lot of Stede related drama :D

Also: Izzy meets another Selkie to finally learn about his own culture. It's Buttons. Izzy may or may not be right that Buttons got kicked out of polite selkie society for being a fucking weirdo.

there are two wolves inside of you:

You know me too well, it's a stupid sex joke that somehow grew 6k of plot to set up a pun. Frustratingly enough the only reason I haven't posted this yet is because I can't get the crucial Geralt/Jaskier/Eskel scene right >_<

But stay tuned :D

[dapandapod]

Prompt 1 - calloused hands in soft hands

Jaskier teaching Ciri how to care for her hands so she develops callouses but still has smooth hands

Yes, of course my dear!! Please enjoy some somft kaer morhen family time! <3

Warnings: Uh... usage of a swear without understanding it? Some witcher training ouchies? Otherwise it's just background geraskier and lambden, lambert being his usual ass self, and immortal jaskier right. You know, the usual... Enjoy! <3

On Ao3 here Hand holding collection

Winter holds the promise of so many things. Snow covering the mountains, beautiful and treacherous.

Ice freezing the lake beneath the keep, the cold creating icicles of droplets hanging from rooftops and trees.

Ciri can feel her cheeks prickle with it, the sting of the harsh winds catching her hair and her clothes. She grips her wooden practice sword tighter, glaring at the stuffed straw figure in front of her.

She has been at it all day, cool sweat clinging to her back as she again launches at the wooden offender. She hits it with a loud thwack and she can feel the impact up through her arm.

"Better," Lambert tells her, as she jumps back and side-steps, ducking an imaginary blow.

However, winter prepared a trap for her, and she slips on a hidden patch of ice. She lands on her elbow and hisses in pain.

"What was that?" Lambert taunts as she hisses in pain.

Her leather arm protection takes most of the impact, but it still hurts.

"Did the dummy kick your feet from under you?"

Ciri glares, and then she makes some quick moves, sweeping her legs in a wide, controlled arc aimed at Lambert's feet.

Revenge.

It doesn't do much more than make him grunt in minor pain but she counts it as a victory.

It would take much more than that to tip his heavy ass over, and she says as much before she scurries away to safety.

Winter brings many things, including a few more creative swears to her repertoire, and she locks the door behind her to keep Lambert from tossing her from the wall into one of the big snow piles below.

Her hands ache when she comes into the warmth of the main hall, her ears and cheeks and chin soon aching as well. She makes a face and stomps her feet to get rid of the snow. They hurt too.

Throwing her soaked gloves to the side and shedding her scarf and cloak, she makes her way over to the fire. Vesemir will tell her off for littering later, but meh. She's cold and she's mad.

It takes her a moment to notice, but Jaskier is sitting off to the side, watching her over the edge of his book with an amused smirk.

"Lambert giving you a hard time?"

"He is the biggest fucking wanker on the entire fucking continent," she says darkly, and Jaskier lifts his eyebrows in delighted surprise.

"Where did you learn a word like that?" he asks, mock outraged.

"I heard Aiden and Eskel in the hot springs. I don't know what it means," she admits, and Jaskier looks like someone gave him the best gift.

"If you want a proper revenge, ask Lambert to explain it. I'm sure he'd be happy to." He smirks, closing the book around his finger as he looks around for a bookmark.

Ciri smiles and looks back at the flames. She opens and closes her fingers, trying to regain some feeling in them.

It stings as they slowly warm up, and she hisses when she notices a small wound on her dry knuckles.

Frowning, she looks down at it, touching the split skin carefully.

"Are you hurt?" Jaskier asks, picking up one of the unused knives on the table and putting it between the pages of his book. It's as good a bookmark as any.

"I'm fine," she mutters, licking her thumb and dabbing at her knuckle. It stings too, but her knuckle looks less dry at least.

"Let me see," he says, reaching for her hand, and she lets him. "Oh my dear girl, this looks painful indeed!" he says as he holds her hand and gently strokes the back. His hands are warm, soft and smooth, and Ciri has no idea how he does it.

"It's fine. I'm fine," she mutters again, because she is. It just stings a little.

"I don't doubt that you are. But at this rate, you are going to have worse hands than Geralt- no, don't give me that look. Really, Ciri, witchers know many things, but you mustn't learn stupidity from them. Come along."

Jaskier stands up and pulls Ciri up with him, still holding her hand. She doesn't fight him, just lets herself be led to his chambers and placed inside the door. The chair is cluttered, she notices, with a stack of clothes, blankets, a notebook, three socks, what seems to be a knitting needle, and a shoe.

Only then does he let go of her to rummage around in the drawers next to the bed.

"No, not that one, absolutely not. Nope. No. AHA! Here we are!" Jaskier says, standing up triumphantly to show off his find.

It is a small jar, filled with some sort of white paste, and he uncorks it as he brings it up to her nose so that she can sniff it.

It has the gentle smell of spring blossoms, reminding her of Jaskier's hands in her hair as he braids it back from her face.

She tilts her head in question and Jaskier gives her an amused smile.

"Ah. Maybe young princesses from warm climates don't have much use for these kinds of things. This, my sweet summer child, is something I have been trying to convince Geralt to try for years. More stubborn than a mule, that one, even when he only stands to gain from it."

"Is this how your hands are so soft?" she asks, and Jaskier possibly melts where he stands. It looks a little funny.

"Yes, sweetling, thank you for noticing. My hands aren't made for this cold, it makes them dry and rough. I don't mind that much, but if they get too dry, the skin can crack, and it hurts something awful," he explains, and she nods her understanding.

"Like mine."

"Yes. Want to try some? It will sting now, but it will feel much better tomorrow, I promise."

Ciri nods, a memory from long, long ago in the back of her mind, unearthing itself from where it has long been buried. Her mother, her hands always soft and gentle, always smelling of roses.

Jaskier gives her a gentle smile, crouching down and placing the little jar on his knee. It looks like it is about to tip over, but he catches it and dips his finger in it.

Then he grabs her right hand and gently massages the ointment into her hand. He was right, it stings when it coats her knuckles, but it is a good sting.

His thumbs make gentle circles, causing warmth to rush through her and soothing her.

Then he turns her hand over, taking another dollop of ointment and rubs it over her slowly forming calluses.

"I know Lambert might say this will weaken the calluses, but you shouldn't listen to him. I have used this for at least thirty years, and my calluses remain perfectly in place."

"Why would a poet need calluses?" Ciri asks when Jaskier grabs her other hand and starts on that one.

"Oh summer child, not all battles are won with steel or silver. Some are better fought with words, music, and long nights on a stage. For those fights, my calluses serve me well," he says gently, opening his hand for her to inspect.

He does indeed have the marks of his battles on his hands. His fingertips are rough, and he has bumps on his fingers that she has only ever seen the court scribe have.

But his skin is soft, smooth, unbroken.

When Jaskier deems her inspection finished, he continues working on her hand. Her left hand is not as bad off, but it stings all the same when the cool ointment is spread over her knuckles.

"There. All done!" Jaskier says cheerfully, rubbing what is left into his own hands. Then he puts on the lid and tucks it into her pocket with a wink.

"This will be our secret weapon against grumpy witchers, eh?" he says, booping her nose, and turns to grab his lutecase by the bed.

"But it's yours," she protests weakly and digs out the little jar.

"Hm? Oh, nonsense. I have more. Geralt is such a softie, did you know? He stocked up on hand ointment last time I mentioned I ran out. Can you keep a secret? I think he likes my hands," Jaskier says with a secret smile, opening the door to let them out again.

Ciri agrees. She has noticed Geralt liking Jaskier's hands too.

"Come on. We need to find Lambert and have him explain some very interesting words to you," Jaskier says gleefully.

So Ciri pockets the little jar again, following Jaskier back down the stairs. As she walks, she rubs her hands together, enjoying how soft and warm they feel now.

It does feel better, but a little slippery, so she decides to use it only when she is done for the day.

Winter holds the promise of so many things. New vocabulary, soft hands smelling of spring blossoms, and just how amusing it is to find new words to beg her uncles to explain to her.

Winter is fun indeed.

[darkverrmin]

soft h/c: a magical creature grants Jaskier one wish, and Jaskier decides to ask for Geralt to be happy. The creature fulfills Jaskier’s wish, by making the bard immortal.

[gossip-girl-of-middleearth]

Waiting patiently for the second season of The Witcher to drop so all those fabulous Etsy babes will have source material to make me a Jaskier Hat™️ that we only saw two seconds of in the trailer:

[kuwdora]

[fic]: Surface Tension (Geralt/Yen/Jaskier)

Surface Tension Geralt/Yen/Jaskier, ~5500 words orgasm delay, edging, sub Geralt, this is very soft and silly

Geralt was starting to believe tonight might be the night that he would be fucked to death. Jaskier would immortalize it in an over-the-top ballad and Yen’s elegy would probably be understated, but Geralt wouldn’t care because he’d never felt this agonizingly good for this long; it didn’t even matter if he never came, as long as Yen and Jaskier got what they wanted from him.

Geralt lay flat on his back, his hand cinched on Yen’s hip where she was riding his cock, and he was drowning in the steady burn of pleasure. Jaskier sprawled beside them, languid as a cat, his eyes drifting from Yen to Geralt with an expression that was more thoughtful and assessing rather than aroused, despite the flush in his cheeks.

Geralt hazily suspected Yen must have enchanted the sheets to wick the sweat away, for all the time he’d spent on his back while she and Jaskier took their turns to play with him.

Yen leaned forward and braced a hand on Geralt’s chest, but slipped from the sheen of sweat. She sat back up, her hips moving in an easy rhythm. Geralt followed her right to the edge of orgasm and no further; gone were the evenings where Yen and Jaskier took turns competitively getting him off to see how many times he came in a single night. They’d discovered after a dozen orgasms that Geralt could still get hard but not stay awake. Consciousness, it turned out, was no longer a requirement to orgasm and get hard again—much to Yen and Jaskier’s delight—and Geralt’s tired bemusement.

Their current obsession was seeing how long Geralt could hold on without coming, without losing his erection entirely. Without falling asleep. Without Yen or Jaskier getting bored of a witcher’s stamina.

It had tested Geralt’s own patience and mettle, forcing him to exert more control and mindfulness of his body in service of the game they played. There were variations on the style of gameplay—which were entirely dependent on Yen and Jaskier’s moods—and a rubric that Yen and Jaskier had bickered over when constructing their elaborate point system.

There was one fundamental rule: whoever was touching Geralt and caused him to climax would be the loser. There was an addendum that if Geralt came untouched, the game ended in a stalemate. Jaskier had been loud and insistent on adding that rule to their game when Jaskier had once pulled out of Geralt’s ass to give him a moment to breathe, and crawled into Yen’s lap, kissing her collarbone so sweetly. Geralt had been running so hot for so long and the mere sight of them together made his heart swell and his cock began to empty before he could look away.

Tonight had been a long night already. Jaskier and Yen had already come several times and Geralt floated so close to the edge of his orgasm.

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