#top-jaskier-dandelion

[hannibard]

what is happening

[jaskier-more-like-saskier]

The fandom is currently split into

1. Radskier stans who are so happy for Jaskier

2. Those who are fearing the worst and that its gonna crash and burn

[flowerboygeralt]

okay so we have it confirmed that two Jaskiers would fuck but we need to start talking about what would happen if Jaskier and Dandelion were in the same room

[eggcompany]

A Chilly Young Lad Part 3

“I’m not the same little kid you knew Julian.” Geralt said as Jaskier pulled him toward his rented room by the hand. Jaskier had pulled him from the table and toward the stairs up to his room. He quickly locked the door behind them.

“No you are not.” Jaskier said and quickly started stripping Geralt of the armor. This… new… Geralt was so big. There was just so much of him. Big thick muscles, big strong thighs and, gods, his ass. Jaskier wanted to bite and watch the skin turn color. 

 Geralt tried to help but was confused by Jaskier’s comment. Julian was still tall and lean and soft around the middle but he was… big. Scarred. An abomination. 

“I’m not small anymore either. I don’t have soft skin anymore. I don’t just have those little scars���” Geralt said and held Jaskier’s hands when they finally got down to his shirt. Jaskier’s eyes were that glittering blue and had that same passionate desire hiding behind them. 

“No. No you’re not the same thin little thing I found in the snow. You’re… big and strong and battered and you have fucking stubble and Gods, Geralt, you’re so hot.” Jaskier said and finished by flicking his head the small little space needed to press his lips onto Geralt’s. He stepped closer and pressed his hips up flat against the witcher’s, successfully pressing his erection into the divot between the witcher’s crotch and thigh. 

Jaskier pulled back and laughed and moved his hands under the dark shirt. He had to hold back a moan at the feeling of bold prominent bulges and dips of his abs. 

“Still a terrible kisser. We spent a week ravenging each other all those years ago… you may not look the same but you feel the same.” Jaskier said and kissed Geralt again. Geralt opened his mouth and let Jaskier lick into his mouth. His hands still at his sides but tensing into fists. 

“You still open your mouth the same way.” Jaskier said and pulled back and dove back in and licked around his mouth. He pulled back and pulled the shirt up over his head. “You taste the same.” Jaskier said and glanced down. He did let out a small moan at what he saw. Prominent abs that looked so perfect he wanted to lick and kiss and oh his chest… Big, thick, plush looking pecs with the same cute little pink nipples. Jaskier wanted to see if they bounced...

 The bard used one thumb to flick one of his nipples which caused Geralt to sigh and press his chest forward. “You still have sensitive little nipples.” He said against Geralt’s neck as he ran his tongue from the base of his neck up to his earlobe. 

Jaskier touches him. Everywhere. He ran his hands up and down the now broad and bulking back, the scar tissue lashed and lined every which way.  He pressed himself against his chest and stomach. He reached down to squeeze his ass. Geralt whined when Jaskier sucked lightly on his left nipple and finally let his hands wander to sit on Jaskier’s hips. 

“Julian… my blood mo-” Geralt tries to huff. 

“Moves slow, but if I touch you, you’ll like it.” Jaskier finishes for him and unlaces the black trousers. Jaskier falls to his knees and looks up at Geralt. 

“I know Geralt. You left a mark on my soul dear Witcher, a silly slow heart won’t scare me off. Fangs didn’t. Claws didn’t. The hair didn’t. Even when I was but a young being. I’m a man now Geralt, more or less. I’ve been in the world. And I wanna make it disappear around you.” Jaskier said as he pulled the tight pants off along with his socks. He undid and pulled down the underclothes and instantly took the perfect pale pink cock into his mouth. Geralt let out a loud groan and his legs shook slightly. 

Jaskier pulled back and stroked him slowly. He smiled up at Geralt. He took in all the new… everything. There were so many scars. He went from smooth dense little muscles into big bulging muscles and slopes. And the hair… Grey hair that covered his chest and around his perfect cock and on his thigh, oh gods his thighs. Jaskier would have to write ballads about these beautiful thighs. Milky white with what looked like a bite scarring around it. 

“Julian… Not fair, you're still dressed.” Geralt huffed and backed away from the bard. Jaskier smiled and stood up. He walked forward and put his hands on the plump pecs and shoved. Geralt didn’t go back onto the bed. Geralt looked down at his hands and back at him in a blank way. ‘ Poor thing. Not so playful now.’ Jaskier thought to himself. So instead he kissed Geralt again and when he pulled away he sucked Geralt’s tongue as he went. 

“Wanna lay down for me? Your eyes got all big and round. They’re really so cute.” Jaskier whispered and kissed the end of Geralt’s nose.

“Oh… yeah. Yeah I’ll lay down. Julian, you still look the sa-” Geralt said and Jaskier pulled his doublette and chemise off. Geralt stopped once his chest was exposed. He stared at what he saw. Broader shoulders, muscular arms, and the hair. Thick coarse dark brown hair that covered the entirety of Jaskier’s chest. 

“I look the what?” Jaskier asked as he stripped down to his aqua green silk underclothes. He walked over to his few bags and dug through them. He returned to the bed with a small jar. Geralt just looked at him and felt his cock throb. Though his heartbeat was slow he’s never gotten this hard this fast, he was nearly half way there. 

“You look… good. Healthy.” Geralt said dumbly and kept staring at all the hair on Julian’s body. It crept up over his underclothes in a trail that Geralt wanted to sniff and lick. And the obvious muscle that was hiding under a plush layer of fat on his stomach. 

Jaskier lifted up the witcher’s knees and lifted them up and spread them. He looked down at Geralt with heat in his eyes. He scooted so he was kneeling between the plush yet salivatingly strong thighs. He ran his hands up and down the outsides of his thighs and hummed. 

“Yeah? You look like you wanna do something with your hands. Ya know, I always really liked your hands. Big, warm, scratchy but in a nice way.” Jaskier said and grabbed his wrist and placed it on his chest. The motion caused Geralt to sit up. Geralt couldn’t help but groan and run his hands all over Jaskier’s chest with both of his hands. Jaskier smiled and bit his lip and Geralt’s hands moved around. 

“Ah, I knew it. You can touch. You can touch anywhere you want.” Jaskier told him and reached down to cradle and palm at his cock. He seemed surprised and grasped him. He jerked the almost fully hard cock slowly and smiled. 

“You got hard so fast…” Jaskier said and Geralt groaned and nodded. He ran his nails from where they were threading through the thickest of the hair between his pecs down to his hairy stomach and down to his waist band. 

“Can… Can I take them off? Julian I want it. I want you to do like you did. So… perfect. Please be sweet to me.” Geralt said and pulled on the waist of the underclothes. He looked so… broken in a way. His eyes were back to sharp lines instead of doey and big and round. He seemed so nervous. Jaskier hated it. 

“Of course, my love. I will always be sweet to you. You are just but a flower. Delicate and beautiful.” Jaskier said and kicked his underclothes off and bent to kiss from his knee up his inner thigh and his hip. Jaskier kissed the red tip of his cock and then laid kisses up the middle of his stomach. He stopped to kiss a few scars along the way and lick up a long scar that looked like a sword mark. Geralt panted and shivered; he groaned when Jaskier licked over his nipple and then sucked on it for a moment. He rolled and rubbed on the opposite bud until he moved up to lick up the column of his throat. 

“I’m not a flower.” Geralt grumbled. Jaskier was leaning over him, Geralt could feel the heat of the other man’s cock on his hip. Jaskier sucked lightly on his earlobe and then whispered to him. 

“You are my flower. Now that you’re nice and big, you’ll never get rid of me. Promises with monsters should never be broken, my darling. Now, relax and let me love on you, my sweet.” Jaskier whispered and caught Geralt’s lips again. Geralt shivered and nodded. He breathed and sealed his lips to Jaskier’s. 

Jaskier pulled back and knelt back and looked down at the body below him. Geralt’s eyes were growing wider and rounder by the second. His cheeks were almost pink, his hair was loose around his head like a halo, his cock was hot and red over his warm balls. Jaskier runs his hands up and down the insides of Geralt’s thighs. 

“You know I never got different slick. I still use that sticky fucking jelly stuff…” Jaskier chuckled and opened the jar. 

Some things never change...

<- Last Chapter

[ghostlylicious]

HDJSHHF TYSM !! omg there's a whole field of flowers that look like my gf no way,,,🥰🥰🥰

🌺Selfship Reblog Game🌺

Give me a character and I’ll give them a flower/plants based on their vibes

For example

My hubby Virgil gets Wolfbane

[ao3topshipsbracket]

Tumblr Top Ships Bracket - Round 2 Side 2

This poll is a celebration of fandom and fandom history; we're aware that there are certain issues with many of the listed pairings and sources, but they are a part of that history. Please do not take this as an endorsement, and refrain from harassment.

[destinationtoast]

Have you ever done an analysis of which fandoms are most dominated by a single ship?

I hadn't done so before. I just took a quick pass at doing so, but only among the biggest fandoms on AO3 as of Jan 2024 (ones with over 10K public works at that time). I sorted them by the size of their biggest ship relative to the size of the fandom. This gives us a bunch of very big fandoms with a high % of works tagged with a particular ship:

The raw data used to make this graph, including the corresponding biggest ships, is available in a spreadsheet here, or at the end of this post.

A few notes:

This is based on January 2024 data. Some things may have changed!

Not all these works are necessarily about these ships. Especially in the cases where the ships are canon, they may often be tagged as background ships.

There are undoubtedly many smaller AO3 fandoms that have higher percentages devoted to the top ship.

I removed some highly overlapping fandoms (e.g., Good Omens book fandom).

This is AO3 data only, and (as always!) AO3 does not represent fandom overall. In particular, ship popularity tends to vary A LOT by archive/platform. See some past cross-platform shipping comparisons from 2019 (comparing het vs. slash vs. gen on Wattpad/FFN/AO3), and 2014 (comparing popular ships from HP, SPN, and Sherlock on AO3/FFN). One highlight:

Raw data:

Fandom | Top relationship | % tagged with most common ship

Shameless (US) | Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich | 92.5%

Phandom/The Fantastic Foursome (YouTube RPF) | Dan Howell/Phil Lester | 92.1%

Good Omens (TV) | Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) | 83.8%

9-1-1 (TV) | Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) | 79.2%

Hannibal (TV) | Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter | 75.6%

Shadowhunters (TV) | Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood | 75.1%

All For The Game - Nora Sakavic | Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard | 75.0%

Inception (2010) | Arthur/Eames (Inception) | 74.0%

The Old Guard (Movie 2020) | Joe | Yusuf Al-Kaysani/Nicky | Nicolò di Genova | 72.2%

Hawaii Five-0 (2010) | Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams | 71.9%

The Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare | Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood | 71.2%

IT (Movies - Muschietti) | Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier | 71.1%

陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) RPF | Wang Yi Bo/Xiao Zhan | Sean | 70.9%

X-Men (Alternate Timeline Movies) | Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier | 69.6%

Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) | Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov | 66.3%

Supernatural (TV 2005) RPF | Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki | 66.0%

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018) | Adora/Catra (She-Ra) | 63.9%

Deadpool - All Media Types | Peter Parker/Wade Wilson | 63.6%

The Witcher (TV) | Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion | 63.1%

Our Flag Means Death (TV) | Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet | 63.0%

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 38

Jaskier has kept a secret for years. The ring with dandelions carved into it that he wears every second of every day is the only thing keeping him from turning into ash. He sleeps with a lovely woman one night, desperately trying to move on from Geralt (it doesn't work, he is still very much in love with his best friend) only to awake in the morning and find- FUCK She stole his ring! That conniving little-! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What does he do!? He races to the mirror and it confirms his worst fear. The glamour the ring gives him is gone. He can't see his reflection. He reaches a hand up to his mouth and feels his fangs. No- Nonono! Then his worst fucking nightmare ON TOP of his worst nightmare happens. He hears the stomping footsteps of a witcher approaching their room. Godsdamn it all. He hears the doorknob jiggle and.. Alright, he'll be the first to admit it, he panics. "DON'T COME IN, GERALT" The doorknob jiggling pauses. "Jaskier? Are you alright?" "Y- YES! Perfectly peachy! Don't come in!" Jaskier rushes around the room, pacing in panicked circles like a caged beast. He was a caged beast. He reaches to close the curtains of the only window in the room and like an idiot, he fumbles in place and ends up with his hand in the direct sunlight. He shrieks in pain and holds his hand to his chest. Geralt, scenting agony and hearing Jaskier yell, barges in without another moment of thought. Only to see Jaskier scrambling away from him in fear. In all his years of knowing Jaskier, he has NEVER been afraid of him. It physically pains Geralt to see it now. He doesn't understand why he wasn't allowed in. There's no lover of Jaskier's hiding in a corner embarrassed at being caught, Jaskier isn't indecent or anything, so why-? Then he looks at Jaskier, truly looks at him, and sees his blue eyes are glowing, and his mouth - Parted open as he pants - reveals fangs. Geralt's eyes dart to Jaskier's neck and it's confirmed. The worst part of it all, is the way Jaskier's eyes keep glancing between the door out of the room, and Geralt's silver sword. Geralt is infuriated. Not only did the woman Jaskier take to bed last night turn Jaskier into a vampire, but she also made Jaskier fear Geralt because of it. When Geralt says he isn't going to harm (let alone KILL like Jaskier had feared) Jaskier for the twentieth time, Jaskier finally believes him, and begs him to help him track the woman down. Geralt is intent on killing the vampire that ruined poor young human Jaskier's life. Jaskier is intent on getting his human-glamour, sunlight-immunity-enchantment ring back from this human he slept with, so he can go back to pretending he's human, like he has been doing for the past hundred or so years.

[mirkwoodest]

Sometimes people will reblog my Tolkien name translation post and say something like "but people don't actually translate names by meaning" when like. Yeah, they do.

There are four ways to handle a name when translating works:

1. Don't do anything. Leave it exactly as it is.

Jean Valjean in Les Miserables in the original French, Jean Valjean in the English translation.

2. Transliterate. Change the alphabet or script, but that's all.

Анна Каренина in Russian becomes Anna Karenina in English.

3. Replace it with a similar name in the language you are translating into (When translating into English, this is Anglicizing)

For some reason off the top of my head I can only think of actual saints like Jean in French becoming Joan in English, Domingo in Spanish becoming Dominic in English, etc.

4. Translate the name so that the meaning is preservered.

Jaskier in the Witcher in the original Polish becomes Dandelion in English.

There are also some in-between names, such as Mumintrollet in Swedish becoming Moomintroll in English, which is a combination of 3 and 4.

[thedemonofcat]

Just going to put out there that even though it's never been said, nothing will convince me that Jaskier is fully human.

Like I know him, not age could be passed off as a continuity error. Except it's brought up in the books.

To quote: "Dandelion, you are 40, you look like you are 30, you think you are 20, and you behave like you are 10".

Plus, it's also brought up that he's mistaken for an elf quite often. On top of all of that want to know what the name Juilan means

It's mean Youthful

Even his name is a comment on Jaskier, not ageing.

In the end, Jaskier is most likely either part elf or maybe he somehow becomes immortal. I like to lean towards the idea of Jaskier being part fae. Also have the headcanon that since they are both nobility somewhere along the lines, Jaskier and Ciri are something along the lines of distance cousins, which could make Jaskier have a bit of elder blood in him, but there are too many factors in place to consider him fully human

[fangirleaconmigo]

I've been going through some of your posts about Geralt and Dandelion's friendship in the books recently because... well I'm back in my book/game phase I guess and I really wanted to know if there are any other Dandelion friendships you like from the books and why? Like him and Zoltan or with the other Hansa etc? [Personally I'm a big fan of what little we see of him with Regis and it always makes me weepy that he wrote a biography about him in the games and fondly remarks abt him smelling like herbs all the time]

Awww yayy thanks for spending some time on the ol blog. I absolutely love this question. I don't get to talk enough about Emiel Regis Rohellec Terzieff-Godefroy, and his relationship with Dandelion (for the newbies, that is Jaskier's name in the books) is so lovely.

Dandelion and Friendships

For those who are just joining us, Tea is talking about my series about Geralt and Dandelion's friendship in the books.

I have also written posts about Dandelion's friendships with Ciri and Zoltan:

Dandelion and Ciri

Dandelion and Zoltan

And for this post, I'll focus on Regis and Dandelion's friendship, which I absolutely love.

Dandelion and Regis Friendship (books)

What really strikes me about Regis and Dandelion, is just how patient and kind Regis is with Dandelion. Sometimes it is almost like he’s dealing with a child he cares about. Considering Regis’s age (over four centuries old), Dandelion (approx in his thirties when they meet) IS a child. 

On top of that, Dandy’s personality is rife with traits often associated with kids:

insatiable curiosity to the point where he endangers his own life, (when they go into the forest or sea, Geralt has to essentially, follow right behind him like you would a toddler),

hyper enthusiasm about every discovery he makes, (he whispers in awe when he sees mandrake for the first time, that’s just how he reacts to everything new)

his inability to censor himself or stop asking questions even when everyone else wants him to shut up (he will ask until he understands, no matter the social cues happening)

the way he will act incredibly transparent and awkward while thinking he is being subtle and smooth

Perhaps that is why Regis seems to be so indulgent of him. And somehow their personalities just fit naturally.

Regis’s most annoying trait is to lecture people at length like a professor and cut people off who are asking a question, since he is too eager to answer it. The vampire loves to hold forth on a topic.

Dandelion’s annoying trait (one of many, bless, we know he can't keep it in his pants either) is to ask questions incessantly. In that way, they really kind of fit together. 

Geralt loses patience when Dandelion is being socially inappropriate by asking too many questions. Geralt really values discretion and manners.

Regis is more willing to spend time explaining things and to open up.

Early in the hansa's time together, (before he manages to surprise folks several times over) Dandelion is often seen as the one who is in way over his head. Everyone else is a warrior or a soldier. Dandelion is the soft one. To add to the indignity, Geralt is angry at him during Baptism of Fire because Dandelion keeps forcing him to make friends (well, to ask for help)

Yet Regis, the new guy, is the one who always makes sure Dandelion isn't embarrassed or ashamed.

Here’s a few examples.

When Dandelion is given a bloody head wound by an arrow, the poet is howling and shrieking. He thinks he's dead already. He is not a stoic man. It is played comedically, but Geralt is also legitimately terrified that he will lose Dandelion. That bit is not played comedically.

But given the circumstances, the rest of them could be forgiven for rolling their eyes at the poet's dramatics.

But Regis (who is treating his wounds as the resident barber surgeon) does not.

Regis speaks to him so soothingly, and kindly. (I am omitting the Geralt dramz because I will get off topic lol)

Dandelion groaned and took a sharp intake of breath....

“I’ll put in a few stitches,” Regis said...”Be brave, Dandelion.”

Dandelion was brave.

“Almost done here,” Regis said, setting about bandaging the victim’s head. “Don’t you worry, Dandelion, you’ll be right as rain. The wound’s just right for a poet, Dandelion. You’ll look like a war hero, with a proud bandage around you head, and the hearts of the maidens looking at you will melt like wax. Yes, a truly poetic wound....”

And when it is revealed that Regis is a vampire, and Dandelion is afraid of him, Regis is incredibly patient and kind about the whole thing. He does not take offense. Geralt does! (Ironic, considering Geralt ran Regis off, but Geralt, bless, is dealing with a clusterfuck of feelings about the vampire and everything else going on in his life.)

But yes, after Geralt tells Dandelion about Regis, Dandelion is scared, and wants to seek reassurance. But the poet (unbeknownst to him it seems) is awkward and bad at it. He tries to bring up the issue with the subtlety of a sledge hammer.

Dandelion...deciding to clear up the uncertainty..began as soon as they set off. With his usual tact.

(I like that. His usual tact. Meaning, zero tact lmaoooooo.)

“Milva,” he suddenly called as they were riding, sneaking a glance at the vampire as they were riding, sneaking a glance at the vampire. “...I fancy eating a hunk of real meat for a change! How about you, Regis?”

Yeah. Real subtle Dandelion.

“I beg your pardon?’ the vampire said, lifting his head from the horse’s neck. 

“Meat!” the poet repeated emphatically. “...fancy some fresh meat?”

“Yes, I do.”

“And blood. Would you like some fresh blood?”

“Blood?” Regis asked, swallowing. “No. I’ll decline the blood. But if you have a taste for some, feel free.”

Geralt, Milva and Cahir observed an awkward, sepulchral silence.

I love that. Awkward sepulchral silence. Dandelion causes a lot of those. But Regis does not dismiss him or laugh. He reassures him.

“I know what this is about, Dandelion,” Regis said slowly, “And let me reassure you. I’m a vampire, but I don’t drink blood.”

The silence became as heavy as lead. But Dandelion wouldn’t have been Dandelion if he had remained silent.

But Dandelion wouldn’t have been Dandelion if he had remained silent. (sorry I am laughing every other line at this part)

“You must have misunderstood me,” he said, seemingly lightheartedly. “I didn’t mean-”

“I don’t drink blood,” Regis interrupted. “...I gave it up.”

Dandelion doesn’t know what that means and keeps pestering Regis to explain. Geralt is embarrassed and tells Dandy to shut up.

However, Regis opens up around the camp fire that night. He tells his life story, and says he hasn’t drank blood in fifty years. Dandelion is incredulous. 

“Not at all?” Dandelion said, and stuttered. But his curiosity got the best of him. “Not at all? Never? But...?”

Geralt is embarrassed again and shuts him down again. Regis, by contrast, is patient and defends Dandelion.

“I beg your pardon,” the poet grunted.

“Don’t apologize,” the vampire said placatingly, “And Geralt, don’t chasten him. I understand his curiosity.”

Baptism of Fire 291-295

That's right. Don't chasten him Geralt.

Regis and Dandelion also just have a wonderful dynamic of picking on each other.

Dandelion teases Regis about his long ass name.

And Regis has a great time teasing Dandelion lovingly. In one scene, Geralt and Regis team up to pick on Dandelion and the secretive way he treats his writing. Dandelion has stolen some paper and pencil from a Lyrian military convoy and is writing whenever they make camp, but gets testy whenever anyone gets near him or looks at his manuscript.

Geralt is good-naturedly giving Dandelion a hard time and Regis jumps in with such adorable relish. (Also, in this scene, we find out that Regis actually named Dandelion's memoirs)

"Indeed," the witcher joined in...."You've become devilishly touchy, Dandelion. One cannot fail to notice that it is somehow connected to the paper which you have recently begun to deface with a bit of lead while we camp." “It’s true,” Regis agreed, “our minstrel has become touchy, not to say secretive, discreet, and loving of solitude recently. Oh no, having witnesses when performing his natural needs doesn't bother him at all...His shameful secrecy and oversensitivity to being watched extends solely to his scribbled notes. Is, perhaps, a poem being written in our presence? A rhapsody? And epic? A romance? A canzone?”

He's like, you don't care who sees you piss and shit, but oh this you care about. lol. Tell us about the poem. But Geralt objects.

“No,” Geralt retorted...”I know him. It can’t be verse, because he’s not cursing, mumbling, or counting the syllables on his fingers. He’s writing in silence, so it must be prose.”

“Prose!” The vampire flashed his pointed fangs - which he really tried not to do. “A novel perhaps? Or an essay? A morality play? Dammit, Dandelion! Don’t torture us so! Reveal what you are writing?”

Dandelion says it is a memoir called Fifty Years of Poetry. Regis says that A Half Century of Poetry sounds better.

“Thanks, Regis, Something constructive at last.”

P 88 -90 The Tower of the Swallow

I admit I'm such a sucker (hehe no pun intended) for whenever Regis's fangs are mentioned, whether he is hiding them, baring them, or unselfconsciously showing them during a warm, silly moment with his friends. (Sobs, I love this vampire, seriously I need an intervention)

Regis also comforts Dandelion openly when the poet is doubting his courage or fitness for a task.

Later in the book, Geralt volunteers for a bloody job/violence for hire that terrifies Dandelion, so the poet protests the plan. Geralt insists he’ll do it alone.

But no! He has a hansa now! He won't be alone! Angoulême volunteers to go. Cahir says he’s coming with as well. Then Milva insists she is coming.

Dandelion freezes.

It would be like the LOTR ‘and my bow and my axe’ yadda yadda scene, but if there was one person left and when it got to them, everyone turned around and looked and they are just standing there frozen like....motherfuck this is scary idk idk wtf do I do. And the way this next paragraph is written, it pleases me.

Dandelion...was evidently struggling with his thoughts. And the thoughts were winning.

lmaooo

And Regis jumps in "kindly." He shows solidarity with Dandelion, and takes the heat by calling himself a coward.

“Stop meditating, poet,” Regis said kindly. For there’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’re even less cut out to participate in a bloody swordfight than I am. We weren’t taught to carve up our neighbors with a blade. Furthermore...furthermore..,” he raised shining eyes towards Geralt and Milva, “I’m...a coward,” he confessed curtly.

They keep arguing amongst themselves because Geralt believes they have been spied on. And Regis is just...always soft with Dandelion. When Dandelion starts guessing about who is spying on them, and is beginning to ramble incorrectly,

“You’re mistaken, Dandelion,” Regis softly interjected.

The Tower of the Swallow p 182

It's Regis's gentleness that just fuckn kills me. That's always the character that's gonna get me right between the ribs with a shank. (Metaphorically, Regis is too gentle for that)the one that lives in a horror filled, violent, cruel world and is still just kind, even to the loud, awkward, soft, obnoxious poet who is in over his head and is afraid you'll bite him in his sleep and who shrieks when he is wounded.

Geralt and Dandelion are so sassy and old/married with each other, deeply, proudly loving in actions, but always bickering.

It's sweet to see Dandelion have a friendship like the one he has with Regis.

It is so nice to hear that the games continued his love of Regis. (I haven't played them, so I get my info about them from you guys XD)

So thanks again for following me and for the ask! I hope I've done ok answering. I also love Dandy's dynamic with Nenneke and ofc Yen, but I'll stop there.

Hope your week goes really well. x

[shinyasahalo]

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[endiness]

s4 spoilers

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i think people are completely overreacting about the lack of joey/jaskier pics from the latest set leak and catastrophizing for no reason tbh, especially as there have been very little set leak pics in general anyway. like iirc, throughout the whole of shooting (like ~8 months of shooting), there's only been 4-5 of geralt, 1 with yennefer, 2 with ciri, and 1 with regis and that's it besides the latest one. which is also the first and only time we've even seen cahir, zoltan, and milva this season at all. on top of that, the latest set leak pics show eamon is either not even in costume (and possibly hasn't even gone through hair/makeup yet given his shorter hair) or he's at least wearing his jacket over his costume. which imo indicates that the pics were likely just a rehearsal which in itself could indicate why joey/jaskier wasn't pictured. like, maybe he really wasn't there, but only because he wasn't needed yet or he was still in hair/makeup/wardrobe or something. or it's entirely possible a pic of him just wasn't snapped because he wasn't in frame or maybe joey really was just straight up trying to avoid cameras and he's that good at it lol.

but that being said, i think the idea that jaskier leaves the hansa a bit earlier than in the books is also something that would work and would make sense tbh. because after bof, dandelion isn't really that involved with the plot beyond writing his memoir (which if he does leave a bit earlier, he could still get the details about what happened from geralt, ciri, and zoltan after everything in order to write about what happened, solving that plot issue) and toussaint. and even where geralt's emotional journey is concerned, which is what geralt's story is really about for the rest of the series because geralt himself is not that involved with the overarching plot until the very end, dandelion is not that involved with it until they separate in toussaint. so i could see a scenario in which the show has jaskier leaving the hansa a bit earlier if only just to give him a storyline.

plus with how the episodes would break down anyway, i don't really think this is as dire of a prospect as people think. like, for one thing, we already know that the hansa is coming together a bit earlier in comparison to the books given that laurence was at the table read for 4x01-4x02 and we also know that geralt, jaskier, and milva meet zoltan (and possibly even regis? as i can't remember if it's confirmed or not if regis is already travelling with zoltan at that point, but he could be, idk) about halfway through the first ep. so that's likely already 4-5 episodes of that group bonding given that the refugee camp should take place sometime around 4x04-4x05. with the info from the white board leak, it's also likely that the northern army camp escape happens at the end of 4x06 and it ends on jaskier getting shot. so if, and that is just an if, jaskier leaves the hansa earlier, imo 4x07 would be the episode to do it and it'd be because jaskier is too injured to continue and would be forced to recover with radovid. (and then 4x08 would be the yaruga.)

now let's jump to how s5 would likely break down but ignoring the above scenario and just taking the books into account. but also starting backwards because i think it's just easier to work things out that way. so imo the last ep, 5x08, would likely be the aftermath of stygga and end book events which means that geralt and jaskier would be reunited in that episode until, y'know, the end. and if that's the last ep, then stygga itself would be 5x07 and 5x06 could be the hansa sans jaskier travelling to stygga. so, y'know, jaskier likely wouldn't be part of those episodes with the hansa anyway. 5x04-5x05 i could see as being toussaint episodes which would already have jaskier somewhat apart from the hansa. given book events, 5x02-5x03 could be when the hansa splits up with geralt and cahir having their own little much needed emotional journey together. so, y'know, another situation in which jaskier is not with geralt and the hansa in general is (obviously) not wholly together. which leaves 5x01 for meve stuff.

so, yeah. personally, i don't think if jaskier left the hansa early it'd that catastrophic given that in the books, geralt and dandelion's relationship isn't in the forefront that much until toussaint, and the very end of toussaint at that, and the hansa also briefly splits up anyway. (and any missed moments that happen after the northern army camp but before the yaruga could just happen earlier in the season for one reason or another.)

(plus i don't think that would mean jaskier and the hansa couldn't be reunited, if only briefly, later on? because i really do think it's entirely possible that the show will use toussaint in place of kovir given some overlapping similarities between the two places, how there's a promo for s3 that makes it look like toussaint is part of the north, and kovir isn't exactly needed given how its plot significance is having money and soldiers along with tankred — which toussaint has the former and meanwhile philippa could just use radovid in place of tankred. so anyway, long story short, i could see a situation in which radovid and jaskier eventually travel to toussaint to seek money and soldiers for the war while geralt and the hansa are there.)

now with all of that being said, though, i still don't think the idea that jaskier leaves the hansa a bit earlier will happen anyway. (especially as other set leak pics seem to indicate that there are 6 horses for all 6 members of the party.) but it annoys me that people are already hating on the show for scenarios they've made up in their head based off of, if anything, a lack of evidence and how people are acting like it can't possibly make any sense when it absolutely could and how it'd be some horrible betrayal of the books when, tbh, it really wouldn't. (also just to note but i'm not talking about people being upset about the prospect of a lack of screentime between jaskier and geralt and the hansa as i think it's entirely fair to be upset about that. i'm talking about people approaching this possible scenario from the place of it somehow being illogical and against the books when, imo, i don't think either are true or have to be true. in this, y'know, scenario that's been made up in everyone's heads in the first place lol.)

[readingnreccing]

Geralt Discovers His Prostate by Bourneblack

the witcher | explicit | 9k | geraskier | complete | porn with feelings 

“A prostitute put a finger up my ass,” Geralt says. Jaskier’s brain stutters to a stop, the swiftly begins anew. “That is… quite the mental image. How was, uh, that?” “It felt good.” OR Geralt learns Jaskier sometimes has sex with men, and can't stop thinking about the process. Also, drowners covered in sewage water.

Geralt hears that Jaskier also has sex with men. And gets curious. How does it actually work? How can it be pleasurable? So he does what needs to be done and decide to ask a prostitute about it, and like the title says, discovers his prostate. But that doesn't feel like it's enough, because it's Jaskier! So, it's actually super sweet in a Geralt kind of way, Geralt and Jaskier talk. And the smut is super hot!

Author’s tags: Sexuality Crisis, Mutual Pining, Feelings Realization, Kink Discovery, power bottom geralt, Bottom Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Service Top Jaskier | Dandelion, Humor, Fluff, Smut, Sits somewhere in the show canon, but idk where, Geralt discovers his prostate, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia Has Feelings, Jaskier | Dandelion is kinda along for the ride, Jaskier | Dandelion Loves Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, unbeta'd we die like mne, Jaskier just wants to braid his Witcher's hair

Remember to leave feedback to the author! <3   @bourneblack

[eggcompany]

A Chilly Young Lad Part 2

“You know, you look cute sleeping.” Julian said as he continued to twirl and play with a certain strand on Geralt’s hair. The witcher blinked open and squinted at him. Julian bent to kiss him again. It was short and chaste but loving. 

“Cute with your face all scrunched up too. Sit up and I’ll go fetch us dinner. You must be starved.” Julian said and got out of the bed. He was still naked as day as he walked around to find his sleep pants and a loose chemise. 

Geralt sat up and looked down at himself. He felt disheveled but everything was still there. Leg, Leg, foot, foot, prick, guts, hand, hand, arm, arm, head. Yet that’s all of it. Geralt listed off in his head as he stretched. He yawned and Julian stared at him. 

“I’ll brush your hair while you eat. You look a bit like a hag.” Julian snickered and Geralt scowled at him. Jaskier blew him a kiss and hopped out the door. 

Geralt blinked a bit more and looked around. There was stuff everywhere… didn’t look like a rich person’s room at all. There were papers and notebooks covering a small table, clothes scattered the floor and hung out of the open cupboard. Geralt stood up and stretched and cracked his back. Maybe Julian’s clothes would fit? They were about the same size, lest Geralt be a bit taller. He’d just had the human’s cock inside of him, this shouldn't feel like a panty raid. 

He walked over to the cupboard where fine dublettes and trousers were scattered. Much too fancy. He opened a drawer and ah plain white chemises. He grabbed out and pulled it over his head. It was a bit loose around the middle and shoulders. 

He opened the next drawer which he first thought to be full of fancy attire but upon closer inspection was full of silky underclothes. He picked a pair up to examine them and they looked… like something whores wear. He put them down and closed the drawer and opened the bottom one. He sighed as he found a few pairs of sleep pants, soft with tie up tops. He grabbed a pair and held them up. He would need to tie them but they would be comfortable. 

He was tying them up when the door opened again. 

“Yes Master Julian, you can just leave them for when we come up in the morning.” A woman's voice rang out alongside Julian’s. Geralt felt frozen, standing there with sex hair wearing another boy’s clothes? He panicked and stood flat against the wall next to the cupboard. He held his breath and listened. 

“Thank you for the help! I’ll get him and we can just eat over there so he doesn’t need to navigate the disaster of..my...room… Geralt? Geralt are you in here?” Julian called out as he walked into the room Geralt didn’t dare move a muscle until he heard a second door close and a woman bid him a good night. He stepped forward and Julian smiled and sighed. 

“I thought you’d hopped out the window. Oh you found some clothes, good! I think poor Liz is scarred just from seeing your back when you first arrived. Come now, the hearth is lit and there’s plenty of ale.” Julian said and grasped Geralt’s hand. He had such oddly callused hands. His palms were soft and warm but his fingers were tough and scratchy. 

Julian led him to the room next to his, the bed was dressed and indeed the small hearth was lit. There was a small table that mirrored the one Julian’s room. There were two bowls of something steaming, a large loaf of bread, and two mugs of ale. Geralt rushed over and sat down and tore off a large piece of the bread. He moaned as the warm rich bread hit his tongue. Julian sat down across from him giggling. 

“It’s rude to orgasm at the table, Witcher.” He said and took a smaller piece of bread and dipped it into the thick white soup. There were what looked like pieces of shredded chicken and a dough? Boiled dough? Geralt looked at it as he ate the large bite of bread. 

“It’s chicken in thick soup with strips of dough. You’ll like it. It’s rich and has some nice spices.” Julian explained as he got another piece of bread. Geralt looked at him and nodded. He ripped off another large chunk of bread and submerged it into the bowl. He brought the dripping piece up to his mouth. He took a big bite and sunk down in his chair moaning loudly, his eyes closing as he chewed. He opened his eyes and started to eat quickly, leaning over his bowl proactively. Julian placed his hand on Geralt’s forearm. 

“Hey, no one’s going to take it away. You’ll get a stomach ache if you keep eating like that. We could go eat in the kitchen if you’d like. You could get more of anything you want. There’s plenty of food. Slow down.” Julian told him and Geralt stared up at his eyes. Clear and truthful eyes. Geralt nodded and swallowed what he had.

“‘S good food. Warm. Nice. I haven’t had chicken in a long time. Or really any home made food. Or anything that actually tastes good…” Geralt mumbled and took a long drink of the warm ale. He felt warm and slow and safe. His stomach was thanking him and he felt like he could think better. 

“What do you eat? While you travel, I mean.” Julian asked. 

They ended up talking for hours. Eating the warm rich soup and drinking two pitchers of ale, they became relaxed and loose. 

After they finished eating (and Julian’s four trips to fetch more soup and bread for his guest), they moved back to the viscount’s bedroom. Julian showed Geralt his lute and pages and pages of songs and ballads that he had written or was working on. Geralt showed him the books and bestiary and told him about the battles he’s had since he left Kaer Morhen. They spoke of friends and life and mundane little things that Geralt never got to talk about. They sat together facing each other criss-cross with their knees touching. Geralt liked it. He liked being able to watch up close the way Julian’s mouth moved, his tongue against his teeth, his smile, the dramatic way spoke was so easy to watch. 

“You know Geralt, you have such a beautiful face. I think my favorite bit is your nose. It’s cute.” Julian said and crawled to sit in the basket of the witcher’s legs. Geralt looked at him with wide alcohol blown eyes. 

“I like your face too.” He said while looking dumbly at the human’s face. Julian laughed, a rich real laugh that made Geralt feel warm in his chest. Julian threw his arms over Geralt’s shoulders and rested his forehead against the other’s.

“So eloquent, practically poetry.” Julian teased and opened his eyes to look at Geralt but was guilty when he saw the monster hunter’s face. 

Geralt was pouting, eyebrows scrunched together, lips pouted out, eyes downcast, his shoulders hunched under Julian’s arms. Julian pulled back and cradled his face. 

“I was joking! I was just joking. I love the way you communicate. You… you’re so cute. Like a little bunny. With fangs… and claws… and the body of a wolf… I think it’s charming. I like all of you.” Julian said and kept his eyes on Geralt’s. The older boy looked at him with a worried expression. 

“Do you really? Cause I think you’re like my favorite human. You’re so warm and nice and you smell really really good like really good like I could lick you all over… wait um… humans don’t lick each other do they…” Geralt said and Julian knew the face of self scolding. Julian ran his thumb over the witcher’s unfairly soft bottom lip. Julian considered it… he thought a witcher could smell something inhuman let alone taste. Though the idea of Geralt tasting him did make him a bit hotter. 

“You can, if you want to.” Julian says quietly before sealing their lips. Geralt moaned and wrapped his arms around Julian’s hips, pulling him closer. Julian smiled as the other boy opened his mouth, but he pulled away. Geralt made a disgruntled noise and looked at Julian’s kiss bruised lips. 

“We have so much time. The storm is still raging, you can explore me if you want. Taste me…” Julian whispered as Geralt ran his hands up under the boy’s shirt. 

The night ended with Julian, nude and exhausted, sleeping with a content clothed witcher on his chest. Geralt had chosen to thoroughly lick, nip, and suck Julian’s body (Enthusiastically around his crotch and strangely his armpits, Julian was sure his soul left via orgasm.) 

Each day brought something new. Geralt cleaning his armor, Julian watching in pure rapture. Geralt throwing himself down by the fire much like a dog flopping over to sleep, Julian sitting in a rocking chair and rocking himself by pushing off Geralt's stomach with his feet. Julian introducing Geralt to the two servant women who smile but look incredibly nervous, Geralt hides behind him the entire time. Geralt tends to Roach and Julian befriends her automatically, she pushes Geralt into the snow. Julian and Geralt stay in bed all day talking and such. 

Julian learned that Geralt liked- no loved riding him.  He also learned that Geralt’s hair flies up when he really throws himself down onto his cock. Geralt learns that Julian will tolerate being fucked but rather be balls deep into a certain witcher. 

Each day they touched each other, explored each other, kissed, nipped, and licked each other. At night they bathed together and had dinner together and joined in the evenings. Finally after a few nights the talking started. The quiet ‘ Take me with you when you leave. I want to run away. We could do this every night, even in the wild we could couple in the brush. It’d be so exciting…’ Julian would whisper in Geralt’s ear as he rocked back and forth in the tight clasp on Geralt’s body.

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[bambirex]

Sunshine For The Sunshine

Pairing: Geraskier, Yennskier, Radskier

Characters: Jaskier/Dandelion, Geralt of Rivia, Yennefer of Vengerberg, Radovid, Cirilla of Cintra, Lambert, Eskel, Coen, Vesemir

Additional tags: fluff, tooth-rotting fluff, soft Jaskier, soft Geralt of Rivia, soft Yennefer of Vengerberg, snippets, poly Jaskier, everyone loves Jaskier, found family, past injury, handfeeding, Jaskier getting spoiled the way he deserves, no actual plot

Word count: 2,127

Chapters: 5/5

Summary: Jaskier being loved, spoiled and taken care of by everyone the way he deserves.

Author's notes: There's no plot here, these are just short fluffy chapters that are not connected at all. The new season is treating Jaskier a lot better already with people finally caring for him more, but it's still not enough for me so here we go, have some snippets of Jaskier being coddled like a kitten.

Read on Ao3

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All Jaskier did was sneeze about two times before a giant mug of steaming cocoa was pushed into his hands.

He shot a questioning look up at Geralt, who was standing above him with several blankets in hand, looking deeply concerned.

“Okay, I am not that sick,” Jaskier chuckled. His voice was a little raspy as his throat itched. It was the beginning of an annoying cold, which sucked, but Geralt acted as if he suffered from some horrible, incurable disease. The witcher has been fussing around him like a mother hen in the past few days, from the moment Jaskier sniffled for the first time.

“You need to warm up,” Geralt told him softly. He draped the blankets over Jaskier, gently rubbing his shoulders to warm him. “I don’t want your condition to get worse.”

“My condition,” Jaskier snorted, “I just have a sore throat.”

“I just want you to be okay, Jask,” Geralt sat next to him on the bed. He pressed a kiss to the side of Jaskier’s head. Jaskier hid his smile in his mug.

Geralt continued to hold him as Jaskier took the first sip of his warm beverage, his arms wrapped around him protectively, shielding him from any discomfort. Jaskier let out a small sound of bliss, allowing himself to burrow deeper into Geralt’s hug.

“This is really nice,” Jaskier smiled as he rested his head against Geralt’s chest. He felt his eyes becoming droopy, both from the sickness and from how content and loved he felt. Geralt kissed the top of his head this time, nuzzling him like a large and very affectionate cat.

“I can get you some medicine from the town,” Geralt said. He pressed the back of his hand against Jaskier’s forehead to check his temperature. “You may not have a fever now, but I’m worried you will. How’s your head? Does it hurt? Your stomach?”

“I am getting overwhelmed with all this care,” Jaskier mused. He couldn’t wipe the satisfied grin off his face. “When did you become so gentle?”

Geralt hummed, pulling Jaskier closer until he sat halfway on the witcher’s lap. Geralt supported Jaskier’s hand that held the cup with his own, making sure he wouldn’t spill the sweet cocoa. With his other hand, he gently tilted Jaskier’s head towards him with his fingers hooked under his chin. Jaskier’s heart fluttered at the genuine kindness in Geralt’s eyes.

“I’ve met someone who changed me,” Geralt replied, and suddenly Jaskier’s throat didn’t ache because of the impending illness, but because of the way his whole heart leapt into it.

For the first time in his life, he found himself unable to say anything, so instead, he cocooned himself in Geralt’s embrace, his body and soul healing slowly.

**

Jaskier’s hand was okay now, but sometimes he felt those tiny phantom pains, like needles piercing his skin. It made him want to scratch and rub at his tingling palms, made him want to pull off dead skin and poke at the now healed, but forever deeply marred flesh.

It was hard to control his hand when a sensation like this flared up in his hands. His fingers trembled, refusing to cooperate when he tried to frame his eyes with kohl. Jaskier swore under his breath, frustrated tears welling up in his eyes.

He yelped when suddenly he felt a touch on his back. He whipped around to see Yennefer standing behind him.

“Gods above, witch,” Jaskier huffed, “you’ll kill me one day.”

“Maybe,” Yennefer shrugged. Her eyes fell on Jaskier’s hands, and a small smile twitched at her lips. It wasn’t a look of pity on her face, but one of genuine care – a kindness that Jaskier used to think did not exist in her. “Let me help you, first.”

“I’m good,” Jaskier waved a dismissive hand, which still shook treatorously. “I can do it myself.”

“I know you can,” Yennefer replied softly. She reached out her hand, waiting patiently, not crossing any boundaries, instead letting Jaskier decide for himself. “Just not now. Please, allow me, Jaskier.”

Jaskier bit his lip. He hated feeling so useless, but that was not what Yennefer implied; Jaskier could see it in her eyes, could hear it in her voice. She offered Jaskier a choice, wanting to take care of him genuinely but also respecting his autonomy at the same time.

With a sigh, Jaskier handed Yennefer the kohl. Yennefer gave him a small smile before she seated herself on his lap, gently tilting Jaskier’s face upwards with her hand. Jaskier felt his cheeks go warm under her ministrations as she so carefully brushed the eyeliner over his skin. She was careful not to poke him in the eye, working on his face with such precision as if Jaskier was one of her secret magic elixirs that required a lot of focus.

His lashes fluttered as Yennefer fixed a small smudge, wiping it off with her thumb gently before she went on to fill in the gap with the tip of the kohl.

Jaskier swallowed thickly as Yennefer pulled back, caressing his cheek gently.

“Pretty,” she said with genuine awe, before she leaned in to kiss him on the lips sweetly.

**

“No utensils? Thought this was a civilized place.”

Radovid chuckled as he lifted the tiny bite of whatever-it-was off Jaskier’s plate. He held it up close to his face, making Jaskier frown in confusion.

“Open up,” Radovid told him, his voice both sweet and commanding, and Jaskier, though hesitantly, did it, still not very sure of what was going on. The food was slipped between his lips gently, and he couldn’t help but let out a small gasp when the taste exploded on his tongue- savory, and just a little spicy.

“This is good,” he admitted. He barely had time to swallow before he was offered another bite. Jaskier’s cheeks flushed at the smirk that Radovid gave him.

“I can feed myself, you know.”

“I don’t want you to,” Radovid replied simply. He gave Jaskier his typical eyebrow raise that implied there was no place for an argument. “I am planning on spoiling you rotten, my sweet thing.”

Now, Jaskier was used to praises and seductive words, but somehow, the way Radovid said it- playful, but still sincere, flirty but with so much care, like he was truly intent on handfeeding Jaskier an entire course, made his stomach tingle with warmth. He bashfully opened his mouth for another bite, feeling a pleasant shiver run down his spine when Radovid wiped a bit of sauce off his chin with his thumb.

A cup of wine was held to his lips next, making Jaskier laugh.

“I can’t even drink alone?”

“What did I say about spoiling you?”

“Right,” Jaskier gave in with a sigh, but his lips curled into a pleased grin anyway. He let himself relax as Radovid held the rim of the cup against his lips, making him drink the sweet wine gently. It warmed Jaskier’s throat and stomach pleasantly.

He was offered tiny desserts next, and he had to admit, slipping into this feeling was easier than he thought. He was used to taking care of other people: lovers, friends, family, and now he was receiving the same care, being fed like a hungry little baby bird and showered with the affection he always craved.

Occasionally, between bites, Radovid caressed his cheek and whispered something sweet to him that made Jaskier nearly choke on his food, too overwhelmed all of a sudden. He closed his eyes in bliss, letting the taste of a strawberry fill his mouth, while love and gratitude filled his heart.

**

No one has ever insisted so aggressively that Jaskier shouldn’t lift a finger. He was usually nagged about making himself useful at last, and the change was very surprising.

He genuinely wanted to help out: Kaer Morhen was huge. There was a lot to clean up, and a lot of hungry mouths to feed, but he actually wasn’t allowed to do anything. He made an offended noise at the back of his throat when Lambert all but tore the mop out of his hand.

“Nuh-uh,” he grumbled, “no need.”

“You think I can’t use a mop?” Jaskier huffed. “I am not such a spoiled brat.”

“That’s not why,” Lambert chuckled, gently patting Jaskier on the head. “You should rest, songbird.”

“It’s already too generous you’re letting me winter here, I should help you out, at least!”

“We’re not letting you stay because we want to make you play maiden,” Eskel told him with a smile. He, much like the rest of the Kaer Morhen wolves, kept insisting he should rest, and rest, and then rest some more. It was actually him, that practically shoved Jaskier out of the kitchen because he dared try and help with cutting up the vegetables.

“We’re letting you stay, because you mean a lot to Geralt. And us.”

“Alright, but…” Jaskier trailed off, not very sure how to process what he’s just heard. Him? Meaning a lot to a horde of supernatural warriors?

“Well, at least let me organize the books in the library…”

“Already done,” Coen grinned at him. “I did it last night.”

“But… but I said I would…”

“Yeah, well, now you don’t have to,” Coen gave his shoulder a gentle squeeze. “The only thing you should focus on is getting some rest and composing some lovely songs. And keeping on making us happy with your presence.”

Now Jaskier was sure he was actually just imagining things, because there was no way Coen just implied that his mere presence brought such joy to the witchers – but when he looked at them, he saw Lambert grinning, and that sincere spark in Eskel’s eyes. Jaskier walked out of the kitchen in disbelief.

He tried getting himself some tasks in the stalls, where Vesemir flat out told him that if he didn’t go back inside from the freezing cold, he would ask Geralt to kick his ass.

“Why does no one want me to help?” Jaskier groaned. Vesemir chuckled softly.

“You already help, Jaskier,” he said, his voice warmer than what Jaskier has ever heard from him. “You already help an awful lot.”

Jaskier didn’t even try to ask what he meant. He stumbled back inside the keep, his heart swelling with so many emotions inside his chest.

**

The last note rang out, and the crowd erupted into cheers. The clapping was so loud, it was almost deafening. Jaskier grinned widely before he took a bow, the ecstasy of a well-done performance strumming in his veins.

“That’s my uncle!” Ciri yelled, her cheeks pink with excitement. She stood on top of a table, ignoring Yennefer’s pleas to get off. “He belongs to us!”

Jaskier laughed in disbelief. A couple decades ago, he played in this exact tavern. He was met with disdain then, was pelted with bread and tomatoes, and no one has wanted anything to do with him. And now, the crowd was going wild, singing him praises and practically bowing before him as he made his way over to the table in the corner. At that table, sat the three most important people in his life, people who weren’t always the nicest to him, but who loved him with all their hearts now. People who were proud to declare him a part of their family.

“That was incredible, Jaskier,” Geralt said with a smile. No more fillingless pie, just incredible. Jaskier sighed happily, gladly taking the gentle shoulder squeeze from Geralt.

“Our bard,” Yennefer said with a grin, gently bopping Jaskier on the nose. Jaskier stuck his tongue out at her playfully, but the loud beating of his heart exposed him. Ciri all but jumped into his arms, wrapping her arms tight around his neck as she hugged him tight.

“You have to teach me to play, one day,” she said excitedly, still squeezing Jaskier. “How are you so talented?”

“Well, having such a lovely audience always helps,” Jaskier replied earnestly. He gently ruffled Ciri’s hair. “Besides, you’re already too powerful. What would happen if we also trained you to be a bard?”

“She would be like you,” Yennefer said softly. She gently brushed a sweaty lock out of Jaskier’s face. “And that’s not even such a bad thing.”

“Not at all,” Geralt chimed in. He gently stroked Jaskier’s back, making him melt into his touch. “So, where do you want to go celebrate?”

“Wherever you go,” Jaskier replied, his grin nearly splitting his face, the same way his heart nearly burst through his chest. “I wanna celebrate with my family.”

“Sounds lovely,” Yennefer grinned. “Our favorite poet is choosing us!”

Ciri hugged him again, and Jaskier blinked against the happy tears in his eyes.

Favorite. Incredible. Loved.