#dandilion fluffs

[animangalover-writes]

New headcanon just dropped: Jaskiers love language is gift giving and he's like a bird who finds shiny things on the ground and gives them to the others as presents.

Ciri appreciates them the most.

#You'll see in my next fic #look forward geraskefer family fluff #the witcher #witcher netflix #jaskier #dandilion #julian alfred pankratz #yeah im tagging all ofvthose what about it #geraskefer #aml speaks

[frickityfrackityfuckingshit]

I DONT WANT IT GO AWAY

#context in alt text #Witcher 2 #witcher 2 game #witcher #elthon’s trophy #quest name: #a sackful of fluff #EVEN DANDILIONS JOURNAL HAD NO WORDS #when I say I spent too long collecting feathers for this man #did I get paid #yes #am I scared of him? #a little #special interest

[litttlefieldmouse]

#dandilion #dandelion #flower #new and old #fluff #yellow #pretty nature #flora

[darkverrmin]

Stars

Jaskier squints.

A lot.

He squints at people, at his journal, at message boards, at trees and objects, basically at everything.

At first Geralt thinks that that's just the way Jaskier looks when he's concentrating. Eyes narrowed, nose wrinkled, his tongue between his teeth. Geralt secretly thinks he looks adorable.

But soon enough, Geralt realizes that Jaskier squints not because he's trying to concentrate. It's because Jaskier has bad eyesight. Geralt suspects it for a while, but now he's sure, when he sees Jaskier at the city market after a long winter, Jaskier simply passing by Geralt, without noticing him. Geralt calls his name and Jaskier turns around, blinking at him. He beams, as he throws himself at Geralt with a tight hug, already babbling excitedly. Geralt reminds himself to ask Jaskier about his eyes later.

Geralt does it that night, when they're camping out in the woods.

"What you're staring at?" Jaskier asks him in a quiet voice, approaching Geralt who's lying on his bedroll.

"The stars" Geralt mutters back, without looking at him. A thought crosses his mind. "Can you see them?"

"Who?"

"The stars".

Jaskier blinks at him, tilting his head upwards. He shrugs. "Not really".

Geralt stares at him. "Jaskier, there are like thousands of them in the sky. You're telling me that you can't see any of them?"

Jaskier shrugs again. "I don't know, no. Not really. The sky is just dark".

"...Jaskier".

"Yes?"

"Do you have a problem with your eyesight?"

"Err... Maybe? I think I've been told about it in Oxenfurt once. Didn't have the time or will to check it. It's probably nothing serious, anyway. I get along".

"Hmm".

***

The next day they arrive at a big city. Geralt goes to a sorcerer and asks him for potions that can fix your eyesight. The sorcerer just stares at him, before answering. "I'm afraid we don't have those. But I can offer you something else". The sorcerer disappears in a back room and returns a couple of minutes after, a pair of metal glasses in hand.

"I made this a couple of years ago, using magic, too. You put them on and they adjust themselves to your eyes, helping them see better. They're fantastic, but not cheap, I'm afraid".

"I'll pay you whatever's the price".

***

Jaskier is waiting for him with Roach, outside of an inn. Jaskier is leaning against a rock, strumming his lute absentmindedly. He jumps in place when he sees Geralt approaching them.

"There you are, my dear! Was afraid we lost you already. What took you so long? Is everything oka-"

"Here, try these on". Geralt pulls out the glasses from his pocket, placing them on the bridge of Jaskier's nose. Jaskier grabs his wrists, startled.

"What the hell- What are you putting on my fac-"

"I'm sick of you squinting at everything and walking around like a blind chicken". Jaskier is about to protest, when Geralt sighs. "Just try them on. Look around".

Jaskier adjusts the glasses on his nose and turns his head to look around himself, skeptical. His jaw drops open as soon as he looks at the trees beside them.

"Oh my gods" Jaskier gasps. "Geralt! The leaves! They're so... Sharp! Oh, and the clouds!!"

Geralt can't help but to smile fondly at him.

"Oh wow, I can see people's faces! And the houses! And that bird on that twig, right there!".

Jaskier continues to look around, pointing excitedly things that he sees.

"Holy f- Is this how you see all the time?"

Geralt shrugs. "Um, yeah".

"Gods, I just rediscovered our world".

Geralt chuckles, and Jaskier turns to look at him. He gasps.

Geralt shakes his head fondly. "I guess people look a little worse when you can see them more clearly".

Jaskier stares at him with wide eyes. He shakes his head softly, a big smile spreading on his lips. "My gods, no. You look even prettier than before. Didn't think that's possible. Your eyes and your hair and your nose- Oh, oh, Geralt!! You have freckles!!!".

Geralt blinked. He did?

Wait, did Jaskier just call him pretty?

Jaskier beams at him, pulling him into a tight hug. "Oh, Geralt, thank you, thank you, thank you!! This means so much to me, you're the best!!". Geralt hugs him back, squeezing once, before pulling away.

Roach catches Jaskier's attention, snorting softly. Jaskier turns around to look at her, gasping again. "Oh! And Roach's mane! Gods, her eyes-"

Geralt smiles again.

Jaskier is just too damn adorable like this. He wonders why this man's happiness makes him feel so warm inside.

It's probably not because he has feelings for him... Right?

Damn it.

And it doesn't help one single bit that Jaskier also looks ridiculously hot in those glasses.

Jaskier turns to look at him again, his smile even bigger now. "Geralt!! I will be able the see the stars now!".

Geralt chuckles. "Yeah. You will".

#geralt/jaskier #geralt x jaskier #geraskier #geralt x dandelion #geralt of rivia #gerald #geralt #jaskier #witcher netflix #geralt the witcher #witcher #the witcher #geralt x julian #julian alfred pankratz #dandilion #dandellion #dandelion #geralt z rivii #my writing #fluff

[everydaymacro]

5/19撮影　「softly（フカフカ）」 綿毛とヤブキリ

#insect #bug #Grasshopper #macro #small life #japan #niigata #昆虫 #バッタ #キリギリス #ヤブキリ #マクロ #fluff #dandilion

[fangirl-inthe-us]

His Person

Summary: A fogginess overcomes Geralt and all he can focus on him finding one person.

Pairing: Geralt of Rivia x Reader

Author’s Note: AHHHHHHH!!!!!! I have been working on this thing for WEEKS!!!! I have been wanting to join the Witcher writing group for months but I never could come up with a tangible plot. Now I have and I hope it isn’t too terrible for all y’all. Also, I imagined Henry’s Geralt as I wrote this. Though, the more I read it the more Geralt’s personality is like Withcer 3′s Geralt.  😅 I would like to thank @seb-owns-these-tatas​ for encouraging me through the entire writing process. She is the light in my writing darkness! Love you babe!  ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Okay, I’m going to stop talking so you can go read. Enjoy!

 Warnings: Swearing (I actually don’t know if there is any), violence, my grammar.

Word Count: 2.9k

Masterlist

He couldn’t think straight. There was a fogginess that plagued his mind. his thoughts were consumed with one thing. He needed to find someone. Only, Geralt had no Idea who. The only thing that came to mind was that this person would be back at his camp. 

Struggling to maneuver around the forest, Geralt stumbled through the leafy green foliage. His eyes were wide which hurriedly assessed his surroundings. With his clouded mind, Geralt couldn’t remember where he was or how he had gotten there. He would have to rely on his witcher senses to get him where he needed to be.

Geralt’s first instinct was to use his heightened hearing. Using as much focus as he possibly could, he intently listened. A few moments passed. All that Geralt could hear was the sounds of rustling trees, the chattering of squirrels, and the buzzing of bees. Until he heard it. There, ever so faintly, Geralt could hear roach’s neighing.

With that one sound, Geralt found his way back to camp quickly. Upon reaching the camp, he was met with nothing but disappointment. There, indeed was a person.  Unfortunately,  it wasn’t the person Geralt was looking for.

The other person was male. His brown hair was ruffled and he wore an intricate doublet. He looked familiar to Geralt. Yet the fogginess of his brain prevented him from recognizing the man. Trying to fight the fogginess, Geralt could remember that the man was a bard of some sort.

“Geralt? Are you alright? Did you kill the beast?” The bard walked towards him. Geralt could see that his brows were drawn together and there was caution in his step. He must look like a wild beast.

“Hmmm.” Without thinking, Geralt walked passed the Bard.

 Geralt surveyed the area. He couldn’t see who he was looking for. This caused the witcher to use his enhanced senses again. taking a deep breath, Geralt could smell something sweet. It was her and She was close. Following the scent, Geralt took off. The man from before was angrily mumbling to himself but stopped once he noticed that Geralt was marching away.

“Geralt, where are you going?” Falling in step with the witcher, the bard trampled over the vegetation under his feet.

“Leave, bard.”

“Wh-Geralt! What is the meaning of this? Where are you going?” The bard was flailing his arms as he spoke.

Geralt let out a growl in warning. The bard was preventing him from finding his missing person. And once he did find his person, Geralt realized that the bard would only interrupt them. He didn’t want that.

Stopping midstep, he turned and looked directly at the bard.“Go back to the camp. This does not concern you.” The look Geralt had given the smaller man must have sent the right message. 

The bard slowly stepped away. “Alright, but if you don’t come back, Y/N and I will go out looking for you.” Finished with his outburst, the bard made his way back to camp.

At the mention of her name, Geralt froze. Yes, that was who he was looking for. Why? He still couldn’t tell. All he knew was that it was impertinent that he found her.

A couple of minutes later, Geralt came upon a river. The scent he was following had gotten stronger. he pressed on. The closer he got the better he could hear. There was a faint sound of small splashes and a humming. 

Upon reaching the riverbank, Geralt found a pile of clothes that practically emitted the scent. That is when Geralt’s attention was pulled away. The splashing sounds were practically right next to him. With this knowledge, he was yet again following his senses. Not even five steps in, Geralt could see Y/N. Geralt held his breath at the sight of her. She was gorgeous. Her naked form was mostly concealed by the water but it left little to the imagination.

Taking one step forward, Geralt accidentally snapped a twig. The sound made the woman whip her head back to look at him.

“gods, Geralt! You terrified me!” Y/N shrieked. 

At the thought of scaring her, Geralt growled. He didn’t want his presence to frighten her. Suddenly, Geralt had the need to be beside her. Without a care in the world, he was walking into the river towards the woman.

“What are you doing? Geralt? You’re scaring me.” Y/N had now moved her arms to cover herself protectively.

“Don’t be.” Geralt grunted. He was now right in front of her. A breath away.

Y/N’s eyes were opened wide. She looked at Geralt cautiously. “What?” She questioned.

“Don’t be scared.”

“Okay? Just explain what’s going on?”

“I need-I need you. I need to be beside you.” Geralt’s voice was dripping with desperation.

“Oh, okay. Um-” Before she could utter another word, Geralt was dragging her body toward his.

Now that Y/N was in his arms, Geralt buried his face into her hair. He took a deep breath. Her hair was wet from the river but it still smelt of her. He didn’t care that his clothes were getting wet. All he wanted was to be close to Y/N. Whatever had gotten to him had really spooked him. the fogginess didn’t help. 

“Um, hey, Geralt?” Geralt moved back but didn’t let her go. Y/N peered up at the witcher, “Can I get dressed? as much as I love your embrace, I am starting to get cold.” He must’ve made a face because she was then saying, “can we at least get out of the river?” Without a word, Geralt grasped Y/N’s hand and led her out of the water.

Once out, Y/N was about to grab her clothes when Geralt beat her to it. He helped Y/N into her underwear. He then motioned for her to raise her arms. Doing as he wished, Y/N lifted her arms. Geralt pulled the dress over her head with ease.

“So, do you want to talk about what’s bothering you?” Y/N voiced after a while.

“hmmm.” Geralt wordlessly moved to embrace her again. He pulled the two of them to sit down. The two stayed that way for a few minutes. 

“I-I don’t know what’s going on.” Geralt finally said. “It’s all foggy. I was fighting the beast and-and I can’t remember much else. My head couldn’t focus on anything else other than finding you. Though, at the time, I didn’t know that it was you. I just knew there was someone I needed to have close.”

“Oh, Geralt. I’m here,” Y/n ran her hands through Geralt’s hair, “I’ve got you. It’s okay now.”

“I don’t know if it is though. I can’t remember slaying the beast. It could still be out there.”

“Why don’t we go back to camp and we can figure things out? Does that sound okay?” Y/N looked directly into his eyes.

A deep grunt was the only reply Y/N got as an answer. Soon after, Geralt was standing with Y/N still in his arms. he adjusted her. She now had her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs wrapped around his hips. This position allowed Geralt to be the closest to her as he could be.

Reaching the camp, Geralt let Y/N down. He didn’t let her go completely though. He wasn’t ready to leave her quite yet. He knew he should go looking for the creature but there was something holding him back.

“Ah, I see you found her.” The bard stopped in front of the two with his hands placed on his hips. Geralt eyed the man. A name popped out at him, Jaskier. The bard’s name was Jaskier.

Looking between the two men, Y/n questioned, “What’s with you two?”

“Oh, nothing. Except for the fact that he practically shoved me out of the way in his rampage to get to you! He then proceeded to tell me to fuck off.”

 “Geralt!” Y/N slapped Geralt’s bicep.

“It’s not my fault. I couldn’t recognize him. The haze made it impossible.” Shrugging, Geralt eyed the bard, “I’m sorry, Jaskier.” He finally huffed out.

“I forgive you.” Jaskier paused, “But you get to do the washing later.” With that, the bard walked off.

“That… was weird.” Y/N flashed Geralt a puzzled look.

“This whole situation is weird.” Letting out a sigh, Geralt let go of Y/N’s hand and reached for his silver sword. “It’s about time I find the beast and kill it. For good this time.”

With one last look at Y/N, Geralt was dragging himself back into the woods. He had a newfound determination. All he wanted was to have Y/N back in his Arms.

Geralt brainstormed ideas on what the beast could have been. In all honesty, Geralt thought a witch could have been the culprit. The more he thought about it the less possible it could have been. Geralt could specifically remember images of Bug-like creatures.

Approaching the place he was before the haze hit, Geralt tuned into his senses. His hearing picked up rustling from the tall grass, A few birds chirping in the distance,  and the burble of a nearby pond. with no distinct sounds, Geralt focused on what he could see.

 His eyes found several tracks. One pair belonged to him while The other tracks looked like they were leading towards the pond. This meant that there was more than one creature.

Deciding the tracks were the best lead that he had, Geralt crept beside them. He didn’t know if the creatures were close enough to sense him. This made Geralt make sure that he had easy access to his sword and bombs. If only he knew what the creature was; He could simply add the respective oil to his sword and be done with the job.

Suddenly, there was a high pitched growl to the far right. Geralt had graciously maneuvered into a crouch. The creatures were close. He would like to do this quietly. There is less of a mess that way.

He had reached the end of the tall grass. Looking through the grass, Geralt could see the clearing. A pond was smack dab in the middle of it and a little to the right of the pond were tiny figures. 

They couldn’t be much bigger than a baby. Their tiny bodies were oddly shaped as they had two legs and four arms. Their backs were covered in what looked like black wiry hair. What was truly freakish about these creatures was that They had no necks. their heads practically molded into their torsos. Geralt was repulsed.

It hit him after a moment. He could remember back to Vesimir’s Teachings back at Kaer Morhen. Vesimir revealed an old bestiary to his teenage self. It was bursting with creature information. The beast in from of him now was a beast he and Vesimir went over before. 

This monstrosity was a Bełt. It wasn’t a  common beast. Over the years, these beasts have been killed off. almost to the point of extinction. Geralt was surprised to be seeing now.

Thinking back, Geralt realized what the fogginess was. Bełts were known for their speed but also for their mind control magic. Geralt concluded that they were too quick for him and one of them messed with his mind.

It made even more sense why he needed to get to Y/N. She was the last thing on his mind before he went hunting for the beast.

Geralt smirked. He knew exactly what to do to kill the nasty buggers. Pulling out his enhanced relict oil, Geralt added a few drops to his silver sword. With care, he then rubbed the oil over the sword. He made sure that it coated the blade completely. Next, Geralt was moving closer to the Bełts. He made sure to stay hidden in the tall grass.

Once he was in a good position, Geralt readied himself. He was then rushing out of the grass and descending his blade on the unsuspecting creatures. With a few doges and several hard swings of his sword, the Bełts were dead. Looting what he could, Geralt was making his way back to camp. 

It was dark by the time Geralt made it to his humble campsite. Y/N and Jaskier had started a fire which glowed in the darkened forest. It gave Geralt a promise of food and warmth. When he did stumble out of the trees, He was greeted with the small chatter of his companions.

“Okay, then you place the card in its corresponding place,” Jaskier informed Y/N. Geralt could tell they were up to no good. 

If he was hearing alright, which he was, Jaskier was teaching Y/N how to play Gwent. Anything that involved Gwent and Jaskier was sure to make trouble. Geralt figured he should break up whatever Jaksier was planning on doing before anything happened.

The two were so engrossed in their game they didn’t even notice that the witcher was approaching them. This made for the perfect opportunity to spook them. Geralt was aiming to spook Jaskier more than Y/N. But some things you just have to do for the greater good. The spook would at least put an end to Jaskier’s mischief.

Letting out a loud grunt. The two paused immediately. Jaskier jumped up and let out a little squawk. The sight was quite humorous to the witcher.

“Geralt?!?!” Jaskier now held a hand to his chest, “You gave me a heart attack!” 

Jaskier’s hollering had Y/N laughing so hard that she fell over on the ground. Geralt, after a few minutes, followed Y/N in her laughter. The two were now cackling at Jaskier’s expense. 

A little offended, Jaskier just stood there with his hands on his hips and his lips pressed tightly together. This didn’t last though. Jaskier couldn’t help but laugh at the other two’s reactions. Geralt was pretty sure that someone could hear their laughter from a mile away.

The three laughed for a handful of minutes. Slowly, the laughter died down. Y/N and Jaskier were gasping for air while Geralt wiped away a few traitorous tears. These were rare moments for the witcher but they were very welcomed moments.

“So, I’m assuming you killed the beast.” Y/N looked expectantly at Geralt. The only answer she got from him was a grunt and a head nod.

“Oh, look at that! You got a head nod! The laughter must have buttered him up!” Jaskier’s face was morphed into faux surprise. This earned Jaskier a glare from the witcher.

Y/N rolled her eyes at the two men before speaking up. “Well, what was it? You can’t just make a big scene and not tell us what caused the whole ordeal.”

With a huff, Geralt was sitting down where Jaskier had previously sat. He then started explaining the whole situation. By the time that he was finished explaining, Jaskier was about to go into another round of laughter while Y/N was a little puzzled.

“How do you think they got there? Can you remember where the creatures are indigenous to?”

“No, I can barely remember things from back then. It was so early in my training. I know this is hard to believe but back then,  I was like any other boy. I hated my lessons. I just wanted to get my work done so I could have my free time. Even if the free time I did get didn’t last long.” Geralt heard a snort from Jaskier.

A moment of silence passed. Jaskier let out a sigh. He was stoking the fire with a long stick. “Well, the job is done. Tomorrow we can collect the coin and move on.” Jaskier’s expression lit up at the thought of coin.

“I think it’s strange how none of the locals felt it important to inform Geralt that the creatures could control minds. That is a Crucial chunk of information that He could have used.” Y/N was glaring at the ground. Her eyebrows were pulled together which paired with her frown.

“I don’t think any of them really knew what was going on. I’m willing to bet that they altogether forgot the encounter. Being a witcher, my mutations could have weakened The creature’s magic.”

Looking up at Geralt, Y/N flashed him a smile. “I guess. I’m just glad that you’re okay.”

Geralt was then eyeing Y/N. He was trying to convey that he would like her to be next to him. He wouldn’t admit it but he was still a little shaken up.  Her just being near him would help quell the anxiety still buzzing in his head.

It was instinctual. One moment she was looking him in the eyes and the next she was getting up and sitting right in his lap. Geralt, of course, had no problem with it. The only person who minded was the Bard.

A whine came out of the Bard as he saw what Y/N had done. “Don’t you two start anything. I don’t want to be traumatized because I witnessed  you two getting It on.” As if he was imagining it, Jaskier cringed into himself.

“Calm, bard. I wouldn’t want you witnessing anything of the sort. That is only for me to see.” With that comment, Geralt felt Y/N slap him. 

Looking down at her, he could see the displeased expression plastered all over her face. A smirk found its way to his lips as he lowered his head. The gentlest of kisses were placed to Y/N’s lips. She let out a small gasp while Jaskier groaned in disgust. At Jaskier’s reaction, both Geralt and Y/N chuckled.

all Geralt wanted was to stay like this forever. He had his love, his best friend, and the pleasant warm feeling in his chest. Geralt was happy truly happy.

Tags (Message me if or add yourself!):

@seb-owns-these-tatas​, @dreaming-about-starfleet​ (I hope you don’t mind that I tagged you  😅), @scarlettwitcher​

#The Witcher #the witcher 3 #geralt of rivia #geralt of rivia x reader #geralt of rivia x y/n #x reader #witcher fic #the witcher fic #the witcher fluff #jaskier #dandilion #the witcher fanfiction #geralt fic #geralt x reader #geralt of rivia fanfiction #geralt of rivia fluff #henry cavill #henry cavill geralt #doug cockle #doug cockle geralt

[the-winter-witcher]

Jaskier x f!reader

Summary: A place for all of my Jaskier x reader oneshots for reference

Warnings: As usual * denotes nsfw

Seeing Stars*

Little Lute

Name Calling*

Cuddling

The Hat*

Nightmares

Hook Up*

Drunk*

Praise*

First Kiss

Say That Again*

#jaskier x reader #xreader #the witcher #witcher #the witcher netflix #jaskier smut #jaskier fluff #jaskier #dandelion #dandilion #julian alfred pankratz #original writing #masterlist

[the-real-dannix]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Witcher (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion, Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg Additional Tags: Feral Jaskier | Dandelion, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Crack Treated Seriously Summary:

In a world where the stoic one is the bard, what happens when he switches places with Netflix!Jaskier?

#witcher fanfiction #Jaskier #jaskier x geralt #geraskier #geralt z rivii #geralt x jaskier #geralt von riva #dandilion #dandelion #gerlion #fluff

[breadinmypants]

Witcher Fanfic!

I’ve been very shy until now, just a ghost flitting around Tumblr, but I would love to write fic for people! The only problem is, I’ve been so shy on here up until now that I have no one to send me writing prompts. So please! If there’s anything you want to read, I would be more than happy to scratch that itch for you. Check out my main if you want (baby-holdmyflower). I’ll be posting my fic from all of my fandoms to there in case you want to check that out.

#witcher #jaskier/geralt #dandilion #viscount de lettenhove #julian alfred pankratz #geralt of rivia #yenneferr #cirilla #jaskier x geralt #fluff #angst #hurt/comfort #au #monster jaskier #touch starved #monster geralt #kaer morhen #your wish is my command #fanfic #writer #fanfic writer #i think this could be so fun

[est-elles]

Fluffy.

#photography #photos #flower #dandilion #fluff

[queenmina37]

Fluff hc: Natsu is bffs with gesso’s cat Dandilion whenever tsuna stays overnight in North Korea Natsu insists on waking Bykuran up in the morning by harassing him with Dandilion

Hmm, maybe. I think Natsu would get along great with Dandelion, but she already kind of has a best friend. Her second-in-command of her army, you know, the one she brings around to act as her partner-in-crime and all that.

Also, I don't think Natsu and Dandelion would wake Byakuran. If anything, they would wake Tsuna.

#untouchable au #reader headcanons

[pixelatedrose]

Quick make a decision for me:

Dandilion fluff or lavender smoke?

#ro talks about dumb shit #relates to my minesona and i cannot decide wether or not to change it up #also the secret thrid option for ppl who read the tags: Basalt hybrid?

[pastelparrotlet]

Getting an idea for a fiction piece is like chasing a dandilion fluff around a field because when you’re done you have a pretty good idea of what the field looks like and just need to go back a few times to really nail it down and find the unexpected bumps and flowers.

Getting an idea for a poem is like trying to find a specific piece of sand when you’re swimming because if you have it you have it, but if you don’t it can look really similar to another piece of sand and you won’t know that’s not it until you find the right piece of sand.

#writing #writblr #booklr

[ao3feed-geralt-jaskier]

by werewolve

'Those were the days,' muttered the witcher. 'Thank you, Grandma. And now show us where it speaks of the devil and what the book says about devils. This time 'tis grateful I'd be to heareth more, for to learn the ways and meanes ye did use to deal with him most curious am I.' 'Careful, Geralt,' chuckled Dandilion, 'You're starting to fall into their jargon. It's an infectious mannerism.'

...

'And who told you to give him so many?' Dandilion was enraged. 'It stands written in the book, one fistful to take. Yet ye gaveth of balls a sackful! Ye furnished him with ammunition for two years, the fools ye be!' 'Careful,' smiled the witcher. 'You're starting to fall into their jargon. It's infectious.' 'Thank you.'

Words: 1031, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski, The Witcher (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M, Other

Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion, Other characters from The Edge of The World mentioned

Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia & Jaskier | Dandelion, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, If only for the fact that this is a strange combination of the books and the show, Essentially it's a slight alteration that puts the book version of the devil story into the show, Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Attempt at Humor, The Last Wish (The Witcher), The Edge of the World, Developing Relationship, Developing Friendships, It's all just a bit of fun and games, with love thrown in, if you want to call it love right out

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #netflix the witcher #jaskier x geralt #geralt x jaskier #geraskier

[darkverrmin]

Geralt doesn't tell his brothers about his relationship with Jaskier right away. He waits for the right time.

But they find out about it in the most unexpected way.

They finish training very late and everybody head up to their rooms. Geralt doesn't find Jaskier in his room, so he goes downstairs, to check the library. Geralt finds him already asleep, curled up with a book in an armchair.

Not wanting to wake his lover, Geralt picks him up and carries him up to their room. It's already late and his brothers are probably asleep, too.

Except that they're not. And they're standing at the top of the staircase. Staring down at him. Smiling.

Geralt freezes, not sure what to say. Jaskier yawns in his arms, burying his face in the crook of Geralt's neck and shoulder.

Geralt sighs and just climbs the stairs, ignoring the looks and grins his brothers give him. They step aside, letting him through.

Lambert calls after him. "Gotta say, I knew it all alon-"

"Save it" Geralt mutters.

He glad they can't see him smiling now. Happy and relieved.

#geralt/jaskier #geralt of rivia #gerald #geralt x jaskier #geralt #witcher netflix #geralt the witcher #witcher #the witcher #geralt x julian #julian alfred pankratz #dandilion #geralt x dandelion #dandellion #dandelion #geralt z rivii #jaskier #fluff

[so-very-small]

on that note:

tiny plate armor made out of pinecones. sticks caved down into swords, or maybe plastic toy swords sharpened to hell. thick clothes made from layers of leaves and petals under the pinecone armor in case anything slips through the cracks.

fuzzy slippers and pjs made from dandilion fluff on petals. petal jackets lined with fluffy cotton for warmth. robes made out of velvety petals.

sleek dresses made out of glossy leaves. heels carved from twigs, lined with petals for comfort. wolffia is the smallest flowering plant in the world - extravagant tiny dresses made up of hundreds of the flower.

temporary hair dye from berry juice, makeup from crushed petals, hair ties and jewlery made from thin stems twisted in delicate patterns.

tiny fashion

#g/t #giant tiny