#speaking of geraskier

[yeraskier]

the geraskier bathtub scene really was one of the gayest scenes in the history of gay scenes. that's history.

[nullio]

Jaskier confusing the fuck out of Geralt with standard childhood fairytale's that Geralt himself didn't grow up with, like

Jaskier: how was the hunt Geralt, all in one piece I hope?

Geralt: hmm, for the most part. Damn thing knocked my tooth out *shows tooth*

Jaskier, without looking up: put it under your pillow

Geralt: ... what?

Jask: put it under your pillow?

Geralt: ...

Jaskier: for the tooth fairy, Geralt. Get a few orens for it?

Geralt: the fucking what

[themysterioustaria]

one of the best lines in the Witcher Netflix series has to be

"Good sir you would not know talent if I shoved it up your- Geralt."

THE DELIVERY IS JUST TOO FUNNY OKAY

[kell-be-belle]

What is it about a sad, pathetic man who thinks he's a monster learning to love himself through the love of a somewhat feral personified ball of sunshine that's just so damn appealing?

[leighsartworks216]

Jaskier and Geralt is ADHD and Autism solidarity

[annmarcus63]

It's unconventional to live with a terminal illness for a long time. Jaskier, of course, has always been unconventional. Barely a year after meeting Geralt, Jaskier began to taste perfume on his tongue. Not long after, he began to pick out delicate little petals from between his teeth. But he gave it no thought, the perfume and the petals meant fresh flowery breath. Some maidens compliment his hygiene in comparison with the rotten breath of her husbands. Things became worrying when he woke up one night gasping, something was in his throat, he stuck his fingers inside to pried the petal out, a full yellow petal followed by a string of spit. Jaskier is filled with fear and denial which prompt him to search for a healer in the next village he visits with Geralt.

I need supplies, he said. I can get them for you, the witcher offered. No! thank you darling but you wouldn't know what kind of strings and scented oils I require to be this talented and fetching, the bard lied. The healer said he got hanahaki disease at an early stage. There's no cure but to give up the love he had for that person. But how could he? Love is not meant to be controlled or selective. Days after, Geralt saved a girl from the claws of some sick bandits that kidnapped her one week before, he was kind and patient with her, even if she couldn't stop crying to tell them where she lives. In that moment Jaskier concluded that he'd die for loving Geralt.

Years on, the disease grows to full flowers and the occasional stems that irritates his throat. He uses the flowers as decoration on his outfits, sometimes weaving them into crowns or into Roach's mane. Acacias, Lilies, Orchids and chrysanthemums, Dahlias, Freesias and some others he doesn't recognize. After a while he can make full bouquets to gifted to Geralt, he washes the blood and spit first of course. The witcher grimaces but accepts them with no complaints. Yennefer and him had a fight over telling Geralt or getting away to find someone else. You want him all to yourself, Jaskier yells. Don't be an idiot, you'd die!, the witch screams back. What is it to you? I'll die sooner or later anyways.

He weaves flowers in Ciri's hair too. It's not until the flowers begin to clog his airways that he knows he's almost there. He doesn't have much time. Geralt notices and he's worried, he confronts the bard about it too many times but Jaskier doesn't tell him. He's pale and weak the day he faints next to Geralt. The truth is revealed, Geralt is furious and feels betrayed but most of all is scared of losing Jaskier. Geralt offers to go on dates with him, to court him and make an effort. So you can forget them, he says, forget them and love me. Oh, darling, that's the problem, says Jaskier with tears in his eyes.

[creatureseeker]

Hello fellow geraskier fanfic consumers! I am on the hunt for a fic that was on AO3, please help if you can! It was an absolutely incredible story I read years ago (I think even before season 2 came out), but have not been able to find since. It legitimately haunts me. If the following description rings a bell, please please please let me know! Thank you so much for the help, I’m desperate 😭

Geralt and Jaskier were romantically involved and somehow had the ability to communicate telepathically with each other (not the focus of the story, i unfortunately don’t remember the details). They were captured and held captive by some asshole, who played a “game” with them. He would go back and forth between the two, telling one of them about the next type of torture he would inflict before asking if they would like to endure the pain themselves, or pass it on the the other. I feel like the men were held on opposite sides of a prison/dungeon cell, and would have to watch the other suffer. They both wanted to save each other from the punishments, but I know there were at least a few times Jaskier chose to have Geralt take an injury instead of himself. The witcher would be able to better withstand it, would even encourage Jaskier to chose him (through the mental bond), but the bard still felt incredibly guilty. After an extended period of time, they were able to escape, though I don’t remember what happened afterwards.

I am telling you this fic was GENIUS. It was able to balance the love, self preservation, secret communication, and fury perfectly. If you have any ideas of what this story was called please let me know!🙏🙏🙏

[evilwickedme]

Witcher ot3 sleeping beauty au where Geralt and Jaskier raise Ciri in the woods and Yen meets them and "falls" for Ciri aka becomes her mother and when Ciri falls to the curse all three of them fight to get to her and the true love's kiss is like in ouat when Emma kisses Henry's forehead

[rebrandedbard]

Decorating my roooooom

[sandinthepipes]

I propose: gaslight gatekeep girlboss on daylight queerbait.

What? You didn't know these two characters are in love? The author said it in an interview, they said it was so obvious it's ridiculous that they have to show the two of them kissing each other. They are in love romantically but will never act on it because they don't think enough of themselves and that's why you never see them in a healthy, stable and committed relationship apart from their friendship. They've written it like that on purpose. The author said it.

[restless-witch]

I’ve noticed people tagging “Varieties of Exile” as “actually married Geraskier” in their bookmarks which is true but I also need all of you to know that Yennefer and Jaskier are fake married and will remain fake married because it’s funny

[nullio]

Quick what's the 13th century equivalent of your boyfriend claiming he's not into the drama you're watching only for him to become 8× more invested than you are

Like Jask and Geralt pass through a town that's having some sort of festival/celebration and there's a live stage performance that Jaskier wants to see but Geralt is being huffy and only wants to get supplies and leave

So Jask is like "go get your food and provisions and find me here, alright?"

Smash cut to 30 minutes later, he and Geralt and huddled together on a bench with drinks like

G: "Did he really just fucking say that" "Is he actually going to go back to that woman" "did he really spend their entire savings on that and not tell her??"

like he's LOCKED IN now

[featherlouise]

Ao3 forcing me to draw

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 95

Inspired by this not geraskier (merthur) fic In a world where your soulmate's greatest current fear is written on your arm, Geralt's arm fluctuates between saying "Dying alone" and "Being Forgotten", and though they do hurt him to see this is what his soulmate fears above all else, he's happy. Because just a few years ago, his arm would swap between "Mother" and "Father". Geralt is fine with it all. Until one day the words on his arm say his name. "Geralt of Rivia" Geralt deals with this as calmly and reasonably as anyone would. He has a fullblown breakdown in the middle of the woods and cries into his horse's side and digs a really big hole before just filling it back up because the digging a hole was for the therapeutic feeling and not for anything of substance. So later when he killed a horrible smelling corpse monster and had to dig a SECOND hole to bury the thing when he had a big already dug hole earlier if he just hadn't filled it fucking in-! He's having a tough week, is all. But thankfully, soon enough, he'll be meeting back up with Jaskier! The one person who's never been afraid of him, and Geralt is only just starting to feel like maybe Jaskier never will. Jaskier is terrified of Geralt. Not of him! Not of him, nonono.. Of Geralt.. finding out. If Geralt finds out Jaskier is falling in love with him, Geralt will surely throw him aside. I mean, it took him forever to say they were friends, if Jaskier tells Geralt he's in love with him, Geralt would probably do something ridiculous like... Scream at him on a mountain or something. Alright, sure, that sounds nothing like Geralt, but Jaskier's spiraling doesn't really care for what makes "sense" at the moment. He's fine. When he meets up with Geralt in a week, he'll just hide his feelings as per usual. He'll be fine.

♡!Optional addons!♡ • Jaskier has discovered that Geralt is his soulmate, because he's mended the wounds on Geralt's arm that clearly says "Geralt dying" or "Geralt bleeding out", or "Manticore Venom". Frankly, he's impressed at Geralt's lack of observational skills. Geralt's arm tends to have the name of whatever monster he's currently fighting on his arm.. But perhaps it's hard to notice that when you're currently engaged in life-or-death battle with aforementioned monster. • Jaskier isn't human. When Jaskier sees "Jaskier" on his arm one day, he feels as if his heart has shattered. Geralt must've found out what he is, and now he hates him. Jaskier can't help himself, when he next sees Geralt, he asks if Geralt would kill him, for he won't be able to keep sane by just separating. Geralt, whose biggest fear is Jaskier being hurt, being sad, dying because of him, dying of old age, loving him, not loving him, etc etc etc, is suddenly very confused over what the fuck they are talking about • Geralt knows Jaskier is his soulmate, and upon seeing Jaskier is terrified of him, Geralt begins acting and speaking completely different in order to "Fix it". Jaskier is confused when Geralt is suddenly hiding his fangs, and never touching his swords near him, and begins speaking exclusively in a soft slightly-higher voice, as if he's a scared animal.

[alons-ycreeper]

Inspired from that one geraskier fic idea post about witchers getting sponsored by nobility:

Geralt hasn't known of a witcher receiving a sponsorship since before the Stacking or after the tournament. So he's rightfully wary of this widowed noble woman offering him coin to just come visit her and tell him of his travels. And it's specifically him. He guesses this is result of Jaskier's songs as their fame grows.

Out of curiosity he takes the offer.

Juleka of Lettenhove is a strange woman that oddly reminds Geralt of Jaskier. Though, she's not nearly as loud as his bard—no one could be as loud as Jaskier—Juleka is a close second. But it's clear she's holding herself back probably from years of being forced to be "proper" in court life. She even looks a little like his bard too. Chocolate brown hair (though her's is showing signs of greying), mischievous cornflower blue eyes and dazzling smile. She's always asking about Jaskier too. More often than not Geralt ends up talking about the colorful man than his own hunts. He doesn't mind much though. He likes talking about his bard.

It should've clicked at that point, but in Geralt's defense for all of Jaskier's rambling he never speaks a word of his family. Jaskier does forgive him because that's just what he does, but the bard makes his witcher swear to never visit Lettenhove again. Geralt agrees.

Years later, after dragon hunts and raising child surprises, Ciri is 2 years into her witcher career when she receives a sponsorship from an elderly widow in Lettenhove. Curious, she takes it.

[panur]

Scary Witcher fics (Geraskier)

Last year i decided i would compile a mini list of some dark/spoopy Geraskier fic recs to share with the masses. In no particular order:

The Only One Who Resonates by crushcandles

"Did you really worry?" he asks, licking his lips.

Jaskier barely hears the question and it doesn't register. It doesn't matter. No matter what Geralt asks him, the answer is the same.

"Yes," he says, deep from his empty belly.

++++

with lilies and with laurels he goes by twelvemagpies

The day that Jaskier dies, Geralt wakes up to an almighty ringing in his ears.

++++

Fever Song by crushcandles

"What are you doing?" Geralt barks.

Jaskier freezes, knife in one hand, a long deep blue strip of fabric in the other.

"Cutting a ribbon," he says. He doesn't stutter, but his eyes are wide; he knows he might be doing something he’s not supposed to.

++++

Quiet by Funkspiel

But still, Geralt looked for a cure. He did not ask for forgiveness. He didn’t deserve it – not while Jaskier was still unable to say the words to pardon him for his wish. Wishes. How Geralt hated them, hated the word. His wish had driven Yennefer away. His wish had bound Jaskier to a life in which he could not do what he loved. Geralt didn’t deserve forgiveness. So he did not ask.

And then came the contract about the witches of the bog.

++++

Silver and Copper by Heronfem

From the shadows a man steps out, his feet soundless on the flagstones. He’s tall for a human, lanky, and dressed all in grays and blacks. His clothing is good but oddly threadbare, the embroidery standing out against the silk, and the collar is high on his deathly pale, sun deprived neck. He wears many rings on his fingers, and several necklaces tangle at his throat. Handsome, with nut brown hair with a bit of a curl to it, and a fine jaw and nose, but his eyes.

His eyes are horrible.

++++

haunt by theredtailedhawkwithjewelsforeyes

He is exhausted with the grief of it. He does not let himself feel, and he feels this anyways. Sharp, aching, unfair. The absence of a heartbeat.

++++

Echo by ravenbringslight

Jaskier was gathering his things and he wasn’t panicking. He’d known that Geralt was going to leave any day now like he always did, so that was no surprise, even if it hit him like a punch to the gut (he was familiar with Geralt’s punches to the gut and he could say with great authority that getting left behind again felt slightly worse). But he had enough money to get to Oxenfurt now and his headache was gone and the vomiting seemed to have been short-lived. Other than the whole “can’t speak without the pain of a thousand rusty knives” situation he was right as rain.

In the corner, the thing that looked like him winked.

++++  

Bloodhunger by SpinnerDolphin

“What do you need?” Jaskier asks, low. His heart stutters a little, and he firmly tells himself that this is his friend, and he is not afraid of his friend.

Geralt actually trembles. “I need to kill something,”

++++

a thousand voices by mrc2 (this one is actually a WIP but guys it’s SO disturbing i refuse to read it after dark)

“You scared me,” Jaskier said. “I didn’t see you there.”

The statue, as expected, didn’t reply. It was a strange place for a statue to be.

“Why are you here?” Jaskier asked slowly as he took a tentative step closer.

And to his horror, the statue simply smiled.