#netflix triss: baby girl. baby.

[toss-a-coin-to-your-stan-account]

triss <3

[tibo30]

The time has come for us to use "PROTECT WHOLESOME TRISS"!

[all-hail-the-witcher]

I’m new to watching Witcher I’d appreciate out of context character description for the Witcher! (So far it’s only Geralt the tiddy man)

special thanks to @kuripon @funkylittlebard and @dapandapod for the helps 

geralt: brooding ass man

jaskier: donkey who left his cat on the stove

yennefer: sexy but insane witch 

ciri: rip ur eardrums 

lambert: snarky angy boi

aiden: Not Dead Cat Man

eskel: tiddy man

renfri: angry pretty girl

vesemir: Dad

stregobor: no beta we die like stregobor fucking should have

triss: nice healing lady

tissaia: sugar mommy 

calanthe: nice armor lady with tragic racist flaw

dara: cinnamon roll my beloved

pavetta: screamy bride

cahir: netflix does not equal book

istredd: backstabbing bastard

doppler: ass man two, steal your face bugaloo

fringilla: taboo? what taboo??

roach: best girl

sabrina: tiddy lady

duny: spiky man 

mousesack: not impressed by the sad silk trader

chiredean: friendzoned 

borch: there's a surprise inside 

tea and vea: Not Impressed™

eist: probably gets pegged

filavandrel: luteless and landless

marilka: wants to be a witcher

valdo marx: did not die of apoplexy 

djinn: djinny djinn djinn

countess de stael: heartless

geralts sword: having a good time

vilgefortz: magicy stab stab

lil bleater: precious troublemaker baby

filavandrel’s lute: tossing coins to witchers

[billiewena]

the witcher for the blorbo fandom ask game!

I had to look up so many names for this, my roommate who is obsessed with the games is gonna KILL me. anyways this is just based on the netflix show so:

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most): YENNEFER <33333 also FRINGILLA, especially after that dinner scene in s2. this is probably not shocking to anyone (powerful & dangerous woman apologist likes the powerful & dangerous women, more at 11)

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is so shaped): ciri omg, ESPECIALLY in s2. jaskier fits here too I think. and triss!! (at least for most of the season haha)

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave): vesemir and also nenneke from the temple, they’re just so...nice??? also lambert & coen!!! they just seem fun, I liked their banter with ciri.

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week): RENFRI, I would watch a show just about renfri. what do you mean she's only in the pilot. also, that deaf elf who helped them the sewers. barely knew him :( I've been told by my roommate that I will probably enjoy the Owl Girl in S3 and she did have a great 0.2 seconds so.

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave): jaskier is of course the truest, purest definition of poor meow meow so he is my pathetic fave and my very important bad bisexual rep. he literally wrote a break-up song about his boy bestie. I don't know what characters are hated enough by the fandom. so if there's a woman character that's hated, go ahead and assume I like them.

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason): I guess I haven't listed geralt himself for any of this but look, I do enjoy him (he's a good guy!! he's a dad!!!!) I just have no original thoughts about the guy. so let's say him since it'll spice things up. how's that song go? 🎵 I love it when hot guys cry 🎵

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell): the knight dude, mawwr? hate that guy. everyone in cintra was doing FINE and living PEACEFULLY and then he came and ruined everything. there were some guys in S1 that that definitely deserved to go too (like that guy who was responsible for renfri), it’s been a second since I rewatched that season tho.

blorbo ask game (send me a fandom!)

[reinvent-and-believe]

FUCK istredd’s chilling in the library

(god he’s hot)

istredd and triss fucked?????????????????? that’s the implication here????????????

istredd who in netflix canon was yen’s first boyfriend, first love????????????????? istredd who wants to fight geralt to the death over yennefer??????????? that istredd???? yen’s first love and yen’s sometimes best friend…they fucked????????

does triss literally just follow behind yennefer fucking all her exes??????????????

triss. girl. my lil trash baby wtf

witcher 3x04

“i’ve known you since your voice cracked. never seen you sleep past dawn.”

god, it’s so good. we see hints of it all in the books, right? that very personal, very complex, VERY emotional loyalty cahir feels for emhyr. the way that, even after being a man on the run fleeing execution, he still can’t help hoping to win emhyr’s favor.

so i love this. i love that we get a look at why cahir is so faithful to him, that we get to see this intimacy, this gracious father act emhyr gives him, throwing open his curtains and tutting him for sleeping in and welcoming him back personally with open arms and giving him a special mission.

cahir, his prodigal son.

it’s so good, and it really helps to bridge what’s always felt to me like a very big divide between netflix cahir and book cahir.

[akhuna]

Tagged!

The day before yesterday, I got tagged by @a-students-lifebuoy which was a wonderful suprirse!! I was in an online seminar though (yesterday as well) so I’m only getting to it today.

Rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know better/catch up with

Favourite colour: I really love green. :)

Last movie: That’s a great question, er ... I *think* it was Kiki’s Delivery Service, which I loved! :)

Currently reading: Yarn Over Murder, a very simple (and badly-written) knitting murder mystery which makes good reading for when you can’t take much in. ;)

Last song: There was a Justin Bieber? song on the radio while I was baking (the one where he tells his ex to go and don’tinsertswearword herself), the last one on spotify last night was ... wait a minute ... Rob Zombie’s The Girl Who Loved the Monsters.

Craving: I’d really like a pretzel (the ones you snack on) or some chocolate, but since I just baked an apple cake and we are having burgers tonight I think I’ll wait for that and safe my appetite. 

Sweet, spicy or savoury: Sweet and savoury are both winners! I’m not for spicy food at all, sorry. 

Last show: Oh wow that was even longer ago than the movie ... I THINK I was watching ... er ... no, sorry. Can’t remember. (maybe we should cancel our netflix subscription)

Tea or coffee: Tea!!! :) I can only drink coffee with an obscene amount of milk and sugar. ;)

Currently working on: My PhD for one, and knitting-wise, I have the colourful baby blanket for our friends, a sweater for me, @lenkalost‘s shawl, and a lace scarf for my SIL on the needles.

Erm, per se, I’m curious who would like to work on this!! For now, I’m tagging @edenorisshitposting , @ubimelibiapes , @ciri-yen-triss , @lenkalost , @vera-simik , @akishito , @maggyme13 , @aquietcupoftea , and @teastainedpaper as well as @adhdlorax ! But as I said, I’m super happy to read your answers to this if you feel like filling this out!! :)

[a-kind-of-merry-war]

for the alphabet thing: U and X

Thank you anon! <3

U - 5 favorite characters from 5 different fandoms

Obligatory: Jaskier, from the Witcher, who currently possesses all my braincells

Brienne from Game of Thrones, I love her your honour

Magnus from The Adventure Zone

Granny Weatherwax from the Discworld books

Zimmy from Gunnerkrigg Court

X - top 5-10 characters who are yoUR PRECIOUS BABIES AND YOU WILL DIE DEFENDING THEM

Jaime Lannister. I’m just going to opt to ignore the last few eps of S8 and keep the faith that GRRM isn’t going to destroy that tasty character arc. 

I suspect Jaskier fits here just because - MY BOY

Megamind, altho I will admit I have no one to defend him from

Show!Triss. Yes, I know about the weirdness in the books. YES, I know the whole mess with the games. However, unless the showrunners take her in that direction, Show!Triss is my GIRL. Really hoping they develop her in a different direction for Netflix.

I.... cannot think of any others, sorry. My brain’s gone “what do you mean characters?? Don’t know any of them”

[the-loners-library]

Big News - Part 2/2

Prompt: Having a baby with Jaskier.

Fandom: The Witcher (Netflix)

Pairing: Jaskier / Reader

Rating: PG

Warnings: Childbirth

Requested by dancingwith-thesunflowers.

Author’s Note: The names mentioned in this fic are both Polish. The meanings were found through a Google search, so may not be completely accurate. Apologies if they are translated wrong.

        Despite the fact that your ankles were swollen, you constantly felt as if you needed to use the bathroom, and you couldn’t find a comfortable position to sleep in at night you could not remember being as happy as you were now. You were nearly at full-term in your pregnancy and just about to pop any day. The only thing  that was equal parts good and bad was that Jaskier was always by your side.

        It was a constant flip between,

        “Are you comfortable, love?”, “Do you need anything?”, “Would you like a foot rub?”

        To,

        “Do we have enough blankets? How cold do babies get?”, “Do I even know how to hold a baby?”, “What if it doesn’t like me?”

        It was endearing and frustrating at the same time.

        It was especially fortunate that Jaskier never left your side, as at only 38 weeks, you felt the beginnings of what were obviously contractions. They started in the middle of the night.

        The first sharp pain woke you up in a breathless panic. You had experienced the so-called “phantom pains” before now, but this was too severe to not be it. You almost felt the rush of your water breaking.

        “Jas,” you shook him awake. You hated to do it- he hadn’t slept much lately. He simply made a cute little harrumph noise and snuffled back to sleep. “Jaskier!” you shouted as the next wave hit you.

        “Wha?” he said, sitting up and looking around confusedly. He looked around the room in a panic before his eyes finally fell on you clutching your round belly in pain.”Oh no! What’s wrong?! What’s happening?”

        “It’s time,” you breathed out. If possible, his eyes got even wider.

        “I thought you weren’t due for another two weeks!”

        “I haven’t got anything to do with it. This baby is as eager as you, it seems,” you replied.

        Jaskier shot out of bed, almost tripping over the sheets as he did.

        “No. No. No. No,” he spoke, pacing and ruffling his hair. 

        “Jas!” you tried focusing his attention. “Unless you plan on delivering this baby yourself, I think we’re missing some important people.”

        It was then that you could tell that Jaskier remembered the plans you had made many months ago. Although you were an accomplished healer yourself, it was impossible to assist in the birth of your own child. It there that (despite Jaskier’s initial protestations) that you had insisted on having Triss as your midwife. 

        Jaskier had nothing against the witch, he just didn’t like her as Yennefer had introduced the two of you. 

        You and Jaskier had also decided on having your two closest friends present nearby for support- Yennefer for you, and Geralt for Jaskier. It took a lot of pleading and puppy dog eyes from you and Jaskier (and insults from Yennefer) before Geralt gave in (not without Yennefer telling Geralt not to claim another child surprise. You and Jaskier had laughed. The Witcher had not).

        You had to force Jaskier out the door to collect the three of them. There were plans to have all people present in your house before you went into labour, but luckily, they were all staying at a nearby inn.

        You have no idea how long it took Jaskier to reach them and stumble out his words and return. All you know is that you lost count of the time between contractions and you were sweating profusely.

        “Hello, love,” Triss murmured as she walked into the room. “Babes a bit earlier than expected, I see?”

        You immediately relaxed slightly. Now Triss was here, you were certain you and your baby were going to be okay.

        You tried to smile at her in greeting, but it came out more of grimace. She quickly shushed you, and gestured the people in the doorway in. You glanced up and noticed the three other most people in your world right now.

        Geralt stepped forward to help carry you to the room you had assigned as your birthing room- a room with as comfortable bed and necessary healing items. Also where blood, sweat , and tears could be easily cleaned up.

        As you finally laid down, you screamed at the force of the next contraction. Triss gave Jaskier a wet washcloth and placed him at your side with quick instructions to wipe your brow and let you squeeze his hand.

        Jaskier screamed with you next, as you almost broke his hand as you squeezed.

        “Sorry,” you rasped in apology.

        “Shhhh,” he whispered back, tucking your hair behind your ear. “I can handle a minuscule amount of pain.”

        You saw Triss rushing around the room, giving more instructions to Geralt and Yennefer. Yennefer came to you and passed you a pain relief potion that was also safe for the baby. You practically inhaled it, hoping against hope that it would alleviate some of the pain.

        Time passed both fast and slow.

        The only indication of how much time had passed was how weary the others began to look. Jaskier was almost drooping, Geralt was currently trying to meditate during your more settled moments, and Yennefer and Triss were conversing about what to do.

        Finally, you felt a different type of pain. Your instincts told you this was the moment in which you met your little one.

        “It’s coming!” you shouted in warning.

        Everyone quickly jumped up and got ready. Triss made her way to your feet and quickly checked.

        “You’re right, dear,” she spoke. “Time to push.”

        With an almighty yell, you began pushing. You heard encouragements from your friends, and Jaskier was softly stroking your forehead while singing softly under his breath. You almost smiled at that, if you had any energy to spare.

        “Last push!” Triss told you.

        With one lat push, you suddenly heard the shrill cries of a baby. Your body collapsed into the bed. There was a lot of rush but you couldn’t bear to open your eyes- you were so exhausted. 

        “No time to rest now,” Triss reminded you. “Still need to push.”

        “What!” Jaskier yelled. “It’s twins!?”

        Yennefer scoffed loudly and said in a disbelieving tone, “Afterbirth, you idiot.”

        “Oh,” he murmured.

        You could still hear the screams of your baby, but were able to push for the absolute last time.

        And just like that, it was finally over. You were roused by Jaskier as Triss brought over your child in a soft blanket. She placed them in your arms (you needed Jaskier's help to hold them up) and the two of you gazed at the bundle.

        You couldn’t believe it. After all of the years you had spent together, travelling with a Witcher, going on adventures, marrying, living together… your little family finally felt complete. And it was all because of the infant in your arms.

        And the loved ones who had helped you.

        You looked up at your friends and smiled at them. They looked as bad you felt, but you were so thankful.

        “They’re finally here,” you whispered.

        “They’re beautiful,” Jaskier replied.

        “Have you decided on a name?” Yennefer asked.

        You and Jaskier looked at each other. You gave him a nod to indicate that he could tell them.

        “Well…. We thought Jacek for a boy, and Kasia for a girl. Jacek means hyacinth, and Kasia means pure.”

        You knew Geralt would never admit it, but you could see tears in his eyes. The three of them made movements to leave the two of you alone, but as they did, Geralt paused.

        “Is it a boy or a girl, Triss?” he asked.

        “Oh, of course, I can’t believe I forgot,” she said. “It’s a………”

Author’s Note: I’ve left the gender up to you! If I get some feedback asking for a continuation of this series, I will put up a poll for the readers to vote on if the baby is a boy or a girl.

[angrypenguins]

Fic or book?

After watching the Witcher on Netflix, I have gone on to consume an unholy amount of fanfiction but have also started reading the books. I find that some of the fics are so well-written/researched that I sometimes get facts from fics and books mixed up. Anybody wanna join me in a little game of ‘fic or book’?

1. Yennefer saves Jaskier/Dandelion from torture and then takes him for a drink and admits that she actually both likes him and feels grateful towards him (though she won’t admit what she’s grateful for)

2. Geralt declares that he would sit bare-assed on a scorpion if it would save his bard’s life!

3. Triss lectures a group of very uncomfortable witchers about how they can’t just train a young girl as if she was a boy because, y’kow, periods!

4. Jaskier/Dandelion is not just a bard but works as a spy for a secret agency. 

5. Geralt is extremely talkative post-coitus.

6. A newly-hatched dragon-baby decides Yennefer is the most awesome thing in the world and basically throws itself at her.

7. Jaskier did not just study at Oxenfurt University. He’s also a professor there and gives the occasional lecture.

Feel free to add more

[vulturhythm]

a tag game

because i can

rules list your top five (or ten) witcher characters ranked in order of sexiness / your willingness to do the deed, and tag some poor, unfortunate souls to do the same

optional part two now list the same characters in order of big dick energy

psa if stroganoff stregobor is on anyone’s list i’m sueing

- - -

one renfri an absolutely gorgeous lass, and a badass to boot. 20/20

two geralt i’m holding out for a himbo with cat eyes and pointy teeth. 19/20

three yennefer a dominatrix if i ever saw one. 18/20

four jaskier dude, listen, i don’t know, either, but he’s hot. 17/20

five triss game!triss is my kink, netflix!triss is my wife. 15/20

- - -

one jaskier the bitch thinks with his dick and his dick alone - must be pretty big to interfere with his brainwaves

two yennefer her strapon is nine inches long and she can peg all the witchers in the world

three geralt come on, guys, he’s hot, he’s hung, he’s horny as hell

four renfri a beautiful bitchin’ baby girl who kicks ass and takes names

five triss she is too sweet and soft and good to possess a strapon. yen fucks her instead

tagging @xdandelionxbloomx @justjessiehere @diligent-thunder @cymothoe @dinahdarling

and anybody else who wants a go

[ajfanfic]

TITLE: Where Can I Take You

AUTHOR: AJfanfic

PROMPT DAY #6: Found Family

SUMMARY: There is a kid sitting in Geralt’s seat at the bar. She’s swallowed up by an overlarge men’s coat and her dirty blonde hair, the color of snow in the sun. She’d be lovely if not for the black eye, delicate if not for the bruised knuckles. Geralt slides onto the seat next to her. Ciri is a baby butch runaway with no place to go. Geralt and Jaskier offer her a place.

WORD COUNT: 1,281

BOOKS/NETFLIX/2002 SHOW/VIDEO GAME: Netflix Show

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Offscreen violence

RATING: General

Read it below the cut, or on my AO3

I’ll give you my heart to make a place for it to happen, evidence of a love that transcends hunger. Is that too much to expect? That I would name the stars for you? That I would take you there?

- Richard Siken

There is a kid sitting in Geralt’s seat at the bar. She’s swallowed up by an overlarge men’s coat and her dirty blonde hair, the color of snow in the sun. She’d be lovely if not for the black eye, delicate if not for the bruised knuckles. Geralt slides onto the seat next to her.

“Beer for me, and the kid.”

Triss raises an eyebrow. “Really Ger? She’s like, eight.”

Geralt raises her eyebrow too and waits. Triss passes them two glasses. The kid is staring.

“Go on. I’ll drink it if you don’t want it.”

She grabs the glass. Geralt has never been one to start conversations, and it seems the kid isn’t either, so they sit for a while in silence. Her shoulders lower by degree, looking less like a bird ready to leap from a branch.

“Thank you.” Her voice is soft and sweet and reminds Geralt of a songbird.

“What do you want me to call you, kid?”

“Ciri.”

“You’re welcome, Ciri. You picked a good night to show up.”

“Why?”

“Not everyone’s as nice as me.” Geralt flashes a wolfish grin, then softens her expression. “And my girl’s singing tonight.”

“You have a girlfriend?” Her eyes are so damn wide.

“You didn’t wander in here by accident, did you?”

Ciri laughs, and Geralt feels like she’s about to do something stupid, like ask the kid what happened to her face, and if she has a place to stay.

Jaskier spares her by stepping on stage and neither of them dares break her spell by talking. The set flies by, and before she knows it, Jaskier is crossing the room to them, a cocktail in her hand. She drapes herself across Geralt’s broad back, grinning.

“Who’s this?” Jaskier asks.

“I’m Ciri.” She looks up, and her hair falls away from her face.

Jaskier gasps and comes around to perch on Geralt’s lap. She cups the girl’s face, running her fingers over the bruise. “What happened to your face, honey? Do you have a place to stay?”

Geralt snorts. Ciri starts and Jaskier pokes her in the side. “Hush, you.”

“I’m not laughing at you, I was going to ask her the same thing. Let me guess, ran away?”

Ciri tips her chin up defiantly. “I’m not going back.”

“Wasn’t asking you to.”

“She’s asking if you want to stay with us.”

Ciri looks between the two of them. “Are you really?”

“Yes. Do you?”

“Yes.”

Ciri sleeps on the couch in one of Geralt’s t-shirts. She didn’t say much on the walk back to Jaskier’s apartment, but she couldn’t keep her eyes off Geralt. Jaskier joked that she should perhaps feel jealous, and Ciri looked worried until Geralt laughed.

They’re curled together in bed and Jaskier is wondering whether she’d have made a terrible mother. Her own wasn’t exactly an example to follow and she’s only done marginally better but even in hindsight, she can’t see the path she should have taken clearly. Geralt pulls her tight against her chest and she’s confident she’s made at least one right decision. Knowing Ciri is in the other room feels like a second one.

"Do you regret choosing this life?" she asks.

"Didn't have much of a choice, between the person I am and the circumstances I was stuck with,” Geralt murmurs against her hair.

"I suppose I'm the same. If you could have chosen, then.” Jaskier rolls over to face her. “If you could be anything, what would you be?"

"I don't know. I haven't thought about it for a long time."

"Think about it?"

"I guess I'd do something outdoors, maybe work on a ranch." Geralt remembers her grandmother’s ranch. It was a good place, full of stories she wants to tell Jaskier one day. “What about you?”

"I'd be a singer."

"You are a singer."

"The kind of singer who doesn't need a day job. I have these dreams where I'm traveling the world, and I'm famous, but it's more like I’m respected." She grins. "I can't help but feel like you're supposed to be there too."

"I’d like to be. In my dreams, I wander and I protect people. Sometimes someone is with me, and I want to protect them most of all. I think it’s you." Geralt doesn't say that she'd dreamed of Jaskier long before she'd met her. She couldn’t have. Memory is imperfect.

Jaskier kisses her. “I hope I’m there with you,” she says against her lips. “It sounds lonely.”

Jaskier sleeps late and Geralt tucks the covers over her when she crawls out of bed. She finds Ciri in the bathroom the next morning, a pair of kitchen scissors in her hands. There’s a ring of gold hair on the tiles around her. She freezes when Geralt walks in, fear flashing across her face.

“I’ll clean it up, I’m sorry.”

Geralt holds out her hand, a gesture of peace. “It’s okay. Go sit at the table.”

She digs her clippers out of the cabinet and joins the kid. She holds them up. “These work better.”

Ciri nods. She tugs at the uneven bob she’s given herself.

“How short do you want it?” She hesitates, then sits up straight and says, “Short like a man’s.”

Geralt pulls a chair around behind her and sets to work. The clippers are warm and heavy in her hand, and Ciri seems lighter with every pass of the blade against her scalp. Jaskier emerges as they’re sweeping up. She kisses Geralt good morning and ruffles Ciri’s hair.

“I’m not sure I’ve woken up, two handsome ladies in my kitchen instead of one.” She leans against the counter and puts her hand to her forehead in a mock swoon. “I must be dreaming.”

Ciri laughs, and it’s the first thing she’s done that doesn’t have an edge of fear to it.

Jaskier gets home late. Ciri had gone to sleep not long before and Geralt had been waiting for her at the kitchen table. She isn’t sure when she’d started thinking of Jaskier’s apartment as home instead of her own. Jaskier is carrying her heels and there’s a limp to her step and a bruise forming on her cheek. Geralt waits until she’s closed the door and pulls her into a hug. They stand there for a long moment before Geralt takes her hand and leads her to the bathroom. The shower is the size of a shoebox, but they squeeze in together.

Under the hot water, Jaskier leans her head against her chest. “If you could change any one thing, what would it be?”

“I'd get you out of here. I'd take you to New York City and put you on the biggest stage there, show the whole world how brilliant you are.” Geralt’s hands map out the planes of Jaskier’s back, slow soothing strokes.

“You hate the city.”

Geralt shrugs. “What would you change?”

“I'd buy a ranch, way out in the country, and you could have a horse, and I'd sing for you, and we could just live.”

“You hate the country.”

“Maybe.” She looks up at her. “But I love you.”

Geralt presses their foreheads together. “I'm sorry I can't take you away from here, Jas.”

“I'm sorry too. But I’m glad I met you, and I’m glad we found Ciri.”

“Me too.”

“We can keep her, right?”

Geralt laughed, quietly but deep in her chest. “Yeah, we can keep her.”