#modern au geraskier

[thedemonofcat]

Jaskier is seated next to Geralt and Ciri on a plane.

Ciri drags Jaskier into her games of pretend.

By the end of the flight, she is convinced that Jaskier is her new best friend and the perfect match for her dad.

The plane touched down after a grueling fifteen-hour journey from the US to the UK. Ciri, bursting with youthful energy, chatted excitedly with her newfound friend as the trio headed towards the baggage claim.

"You should join us for dinner," Ciri suggested eagerly.

"Ciri, I'm sure Juilan has other plans," Geralt interjected, his protective instincts on high alert. From Juilan Pankratz's accent, it was clear he was a local.

Juilan smiled warmly. "Oh, I don't have many plans aside from visiting my sister. I'd be happy to show you around if you'd like."

"Yes, please!" Ciri beamed, giving her father a pleading look until Geralt reluctantly agreed.

"Here, let me give you my number," Juilan said, pulling out his phone. After they exchanged numbers, his luggage appeared, and he prepared to leave. "Well, I must be off."

To Geralt’s surprise, as Juilan stepped away, his relaxed demeanor shifted dramatically. A crowd of paparazzi descended upon him, cameras flashing.

"Jaskier! Over here!" they shouted.

In that moment, Geralt realized the truth—Juilan Pankratz was none other than the famous folk singer, Jaskier.

[fangirleaconmigo]

Modern AU where Jaskier posts all of his song to youtube. He doesn't have very many hits so he doesn't think much about taking them all off one day when he is rethinking his social media strategy.

He is shocked when his handsome but introverted neighbor (Geralt is his name) calls him at one am panicking. (The man has never even used his number. Jaskier came up with some painfully transparent excuse about a neighborhood watch just to get him to take it.)

Geralt's daughter Ciri has woken up with a nightmare and apparently the only thing that gets her to sleep is Jaskier's singing. However, Geralt is panicking because can't find his videos. He rambles about not being able to find them anywhere and he feels stupid, bad at social media, he shouldn't have called, etc.

Jaskier is intrigued. "I didn't even know you knew about my music."

"You mention it every time I see you in the hall."

"Oh, you are unbearably blunt. Touche, touche. In my defense, I didn't know you listened when I rambled on."

"I do." His neighbor sounds affronted.

"Alright then."

"Is that a yes? You'll sing to her?"

Jaskier isn't done questioning him. "You really play her my music?"

*Pause*

"She hears your music."

"How."

"I might listen to your music at night. To wind down. She just overhears. She's gotten used to it."

Jaskier feels quite smug. "Well alright. Anything for my fans. Put the little one on."

Geralt rolls his eyes but smiles and puts the phone on speaker. Ciri shrieks with delight to hear Jaskier's voice. After she falls asleep, Geralt sneaks out of her room whispering a thank you.

"You know," Jaskier says playfully. "My voice is better live. I could come over sometimes to sing you lullabies in person."

Geralt is glad you can't hear a blush over the phone.

"Yes. Ok."

"Yes?" Jaskier crows.

"Yes. I'd like that."

--fin

Inspiration

[humblebardd]

Jaskier: you know why I called you in here, right?

Geralt: yeah, because I accidentally sent you a dick pic—

Jaskier: *stops pouring two glasses of wine* accidentally??

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 52

Jaskier is running away from his abusive home, cutting them all off without a word, and disappearing into the night to move to somewhere with a better future for himself. Only issue? He has no car, or money. So he sucks it up and tries hitchhiking, regardless of all the horror stories everyone tells you about. He was expecting some awkward drive with some old random trucker or something, like what always happens in the movies. What he wasn't expecting was for three brothers on a yearly family bonding road trip to agree to take him with them across multiple states (or uk equivalent) What he REALLY wasn't expecting was to fall in love with one of the men, who has long white hair, piercing golden eyes, an awkward-shaped smile, a ridiculously named pet horse, and a stupid sense of humor.

[blooms-in-april]

“I thought he cared.” Jaskier says. “He never said anything, but I thought he- he's bad with words, bad at expressing his feelings, but I knew- I thought I knew- I felt he cared. In his own way. Until he did finally tell me what he thought of me and well-”

He gestures to the wrecked kitchen.

“Here we are.”

“Here we are.” Lambert says.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57342463

[churchofpossum]

I don't have a happy new year thing for this year bcs it sucked and I am just happy it is over. So here's one from last year, no idea if I ever posted it here. So happy new year to you, may all your resolutions come true.

[fandom-junk-drawer]

Modern Day Geralt and Jaskier being two halves of the same idiot

[midnight-wonder]

This absolutely would be Jaskier in a modern AU.

[credit to the twitter account!]

[artistsfuneral]

It should have been edible but it clearly wasn't. (For the first sentence ask game pls!)

Earlier this morning Jaskier had dragged his boyfriend to his favorite local bookshop to pick up his monthly order, when Geralt discovered - tho his delight - the fairly detailed ttrpg section of the stores. They had an incredible dice selection and one set in particular, bright pastels, colored like valentine's candy and oh so shiny, caught his attention immediately. The way it looked, it should have been edible, even though it clearly wasn't. Geralt hesitated. He definitely already had enough dice and he didn't really want to spend money on things he wouldn't use regularly, but then again they'd fit his new character really, really well.....

"Oh, these are so cute," Jaskier, who seemingly had appeared out of nowhere, exclaimed happily, "Are we buying them?"

"They look tasty," Geralt admitted quietly and watched the smile bloom on his boyfriend's face. "Oooh, they make the dragon happy, don't they? We're definitely buying them, then." Geralt smiled.

Send me an ask with a First Sentence and I will write the following five! ✨

[geraskierficrecs]

New Update!

Hey look, I wrote a reunion chapter finally. Check it out here.

Teaser:

He was holding Jaskier too tightly, he knew, but he couldn’t seem to force his hands to loosen their grip. His mind, his mouth, his lungs, hell, even his teeth were consumed by the reality that Jaskier was alive.

“Jaskier,” he kept saying over and over again. “Jaskier. I found you.”

Jaskier’s body felt far too fragile, too brittle to survive the desperation of the Witcher. He buried his nose into the hollow of Geralt’s throat, nestling himself against the racing pulse there. “I waited,” Jaskier whispered. “I knew you would come.”

Geralt swallowed hard, fingers tightening against the unfamiliar fabric of Jaskier’s shirt. He smelled wrong–nothing like the cedar and meadowsweet scents of the shampoo they used at home. He thought of the soft blanket Jaskier had bought to lay over their couch for movie nights and the matching fabric of the pajamas Geralt had gifted him on their first Christmas together.

They could go home now. Far away from this fucking city and their twisted leaders.

“I’ve got you,” he told Jaskier, voice rough with the tears still running down his cheeks. “I won’t let you go.”

[wannabe-goth-babe]

We are missing a glorious Geraskier opportunity here: Renfaire AU. Geralt and the wolves are knights who joust and Jaskier works as a bard. Jaskier walks up and starts flirting between jousts. Geralt gets distracted by the pretty face in the audience when Jaskier is on his break and gets decimated by Lambert.

I want this so bad.

[thedemonofcat]

“What do you do?” Geralt asks, trying to be conversational with the beautiful man he had somehow gone home with last night.

Julian looks at him incredulously over breakfast for what feels like forever and then says, “…I’m a singer.”

“Oh, local?” Maybe Geralt could go to a show.

“No, in town for a gig. Leaving first thing tomorrow.”

“Oh.”

That was disappointing. He knew it was only one night of fun, but he had hoped to try his luck and ask Julian out.

“If you want, I could give you my number. We could text?”

“I’d like that.”

———

Jaskier has no idea how he stumbled upon the one man on the continent who doesn’t know he’s a popstar, but he’s rolling with it.

At some point, Jaskier had to know this was coming. He and Geralt had been watching TV when one of his own performances appeared on the screen.

“Hey, Julian,” Geralt said, his tone laced with curiosity.

Jaskier braced himself. It was only a matter of time before Geralt put the pieces together.

“That musician—Jaskier—kind of looks like you,” Geralt remarked.

[hannibard]

Hear me out: CEO Yennefer x employee turned sugar baby Jaskier

(Or it could be geraskefer. Rich power couple Yennefer and Geralt x struggling musician Jaskier)

[humblebardd]

Jaskier: hey, do you have a bag I could borrow?

Geralt: the only bags I have are the ones under my eyes, and they’re specifically designed to carry the burden of my existence.

Jaskier: literally all you had to do is say no.

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 144

it’s almost midnight on New Year’s Eve. Yennefer runs over to her ex, her beloved (but exasperating) friend, Geralt.

“You’re going to do it, aren’t you? You’re going to kiss Jaskier?”

“Yenn..”

“Come on! It’s new years! If somehow he doesn’t feel the same, just say you didn’t want to be kissless on new years!”

Jaskier has a plan. He’s going to finally (Meletele, FINALLY) kiss Geralt tonight! It’s New Year’s Eve, the perfect excuse! If Geralt doesn’t feel the same way, Jaskier will just say he didn’t want to be kissless on new years!

but then he looks over at Geralt and sees him talking quite intimately with his on-again-off-again lover, Yennefer. Hmph. Maybe he could make Geralt jealous! Show that he has choices too! But who could he get to kiss him?

Aiden is sick and tired of Lambert’s bullshit. They were best friends for a decade, and finally, FINALLY they had kissed at Lamb’s family’s Christmas party. Under the mistletoe, and then very quickly into the bedroom. Aiden thought they were just taking it slow with their new relationship afterward, but when he brought up kissing Lambert at midnight tonight, Lambert had laughed and shook his head.

“There’s plenty of people there for you to kiss, Kitty. Plenty for you to fuck, too.”

Well fine then! Aiden will find someone else to kiss! Show Lambert what he’s missing and make him regret it! He looks for the first person standing alone and beelines to them, surprised to find it to be Jaskier. “Do you want to kiss me at midnight? I’m trying to get Lambert’s head out of his ass.”

Jaskier pauses for a moment, glances over at Geralt, and then nods. “Only if we do it where Geralt can see.”

Lambert is freaking out. He is in love with his best friend, Aiden. And when they kissed under the mistletoe at his family’s Christmas party, Lambert was in heaven. And heaven only got heavenier when he got to taste other parts of Aiden. But come the next morning, Aiden didn’t act any different. That’s when Lambert realized that this was just another one of Aiden’s hookups. Not the great wordless mutual love confession he thought it was.

so when Aiden asked to do it again, Lambert refused. He couldn’t go through being just a night of fun to Aiden, again. Not when he adores Aiden with everything he is.

[blooms-in-april]

I don’t get why you don’t just give up on him.” Lambert says. “He thinks he can drag you along and treat you like shit just cause you’re his. But you don’t have to be his.”

“But I am his.” Jaskier says. “I’ve always been. I saw him across a room and I walked up to him like it was nothing and I have never been able to walk away since.”

He sips at his glass, the last of the dregs lingering in the cup.

“I'm his. And he doesn't want me. He never did.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57342463