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Jaskier who is nearsighted, anything more than 10 feet away from him is an absolute blur. Since Geralt has superhuman hearing (and sight in sure) the following becomes a frequent occurrence.

Jaskier: Geralt! what is that? It looks- monstery and scary.

Geralt: That's a tree, and to save you the trouble so is everything else you are going to see for the next several hours.

one time it turns out to not be just a tree and Jaskier never shuts up about the time he saved Geralt from being mauled. (More like he hid and let his boyfriend take care of the problem.

#the witcher #jaskier #geralt of rivera #writers on tumblr #geralt x jaskier #geraskier #Ghostytoastyswrites

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Thinking about Geralt (reluctantly) bringing Jaskier to Kaer Morhen for the first time.

Geralt is a bit nervous at the idea but could not say no to Jaskier, even though he wanted to.

He fully expects his brothers to make fun of him, and he already knows that he will never live it down. Like Ever.

What Geralt did not know, was that all the other Witchers had already met Jaskier, AND they were thrilled to see him there.

Cue an excited Jaskier who gets to spend winter with all his friends, and a relived Geralt who knows that his bard is already loved by his family. But no one loves Jaskier more than he does.

#the witcher #geraskier #geralt of rivera #geralt x jaskier #geralt of rivia #witcher geralt #Ghostytoastyswrites

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There are witchers, they hunt monsters throughout the lands. Seen as beasts and freaks of nature, not to be trusted let alone welcomed into your home. There are witchers, and then there is Geralt. Geralt, who seems big and scary and just like every other Witcher on this continent but is the softest for his bard Jaskier. Who shares clothes with him, allows him to cuddle up underneath his furs on cold nights, and always protects him at any cost. Jaskier on that same leaf, writes books full of songs and stories just for his Witcher, brings him little trinkets (that Geralt treasures more than anything) and makes sure Geralt gets enough rest when he can.  

#jaskier #the witcher #geralt of rivera #geraskier #They are in love okay? #Ghostytoastyswrites

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Conversation i had with my classmate that made me a tad sad.

In my english class, we are writing a paper on a subject we are passionate about. I chose to do late diagnosis of autism in women. I told my classmate this she asked me why, our conversation was (paraphrasing ofc.)

me: Because im autistic and was late diagnosed.

Her: You're autistic, no way! How? you don't seem like that at all!

Im know it wasn't meant to be hurtful, but it was nonetheless. I spent so much of my life being bullied for being "weird" or "different". I have a sunflower lanyard and actively work to unmask so I can show that autism isn't bad or evil. I feel a duty to do so in a way because I wish I had seen someone be positive about autism when I was younger. That and being told by my family I should not disclose my diagnosis to anyone because I'll be judged make me feel so sad. I WANT to talk about my autism. I want to show others I'm proud of who I am no matter what. That my autism and experience with it has been hard, yes, but I'm so very happy to have my diagnosis.

I am an autistic woman. I will never ever stop talking about my experiences. Because if I can make one child, teen or adult feel less alone then it's worth it. Its so very worth it.

#sorry for venting #tw vent #neurodivergent #actually autistic #autistic women #autistic women of tumblr #celebrate neruodiversity #Autstic and proud #tumblr #Ghostytoastyswrites

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My random little gerasker blurb like- blew up! does this mean yall want gerasker fanfics? because I have S O many ideas! but feel free to leave some for me too :)

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A/N

This is the first long (ish) fic I have ever posted. Its a tad ooc, and not at all dialoge heavy. Nonetheless i hope you enjoy reading it!

taglist: @archfeykoi @97buttons

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Now, perhaps it is fate that brings me here. Maybe it is some strange act of the gods, watching two insignificant pawns play among their stars. Whatever it was or is for that matter I cannot say. 

Whatever is at play in this tavern I find myself in, far from home and any family that I may or may not have. I found him the bard I later came to know as Jaskier that night, and Julian many many nights after that. Fate or pure dumb luck, I found him when I needed him the very most and expected it the very least. Sat at the bar, watching him glide through the crowd, every step he took was mesmerizing, every word he sang I clung to like a scared child to his mother. I wanted to approach him so desperately, so badly did I want to walk up to him and strike up a conversation with this wandering spitfire of a man. Just as though the gods (who by now I was certain were involved in this) sent him over to my side. I was stunned by his approach, fumbling over my words near forgetting my own name. I was kept spellbound listening to him speak, so elegantly with enough charm to woo the coldest of hearts. I speak to him with ease after I am two glasses deep in sweet red wine, the dull fuzz of my mind easing my anxieties. We speak as old friends who had seen each other just yesterday the flow of our conversation turns flirtatious. Touches of a hand, shoulder, his hand creeps to my thigh. Any other man would have received a sharp slap to the cheek or a shove away from my person, not him never Jaskier. It was not a harsh grasp; it was possessive but oh so gentle. I found myself fond of his touch far sooner than was appropriate, but he did not seem to mind it when I took his hand and held it tight as we spoke. 

It is strange how quickly we devolve to lust, human beings ever seeking out pleasure in one another. Yet still though I feel lust there is something else that blooms there where it once was. A strange longing for something more than never seeing him again. My heart decided right then that I would follow him to the ends of the earth. My mind on the other hand? Still swirling and fuzzy. We stay late into the night, the bartender long done with our flirting bids us a good night forcing us outside. We walk aimlessly though the night, talking and wandering through the streets of the city. It seems he knows the streets better than I, so I follow him, never letting go of his hand, not even once. We found ourselves outside of the inn he happened to be staying at, and I knew he intended to leave me wanting at the door. I panicked, clung to his arm a wordless plea ‘do not leave without finishing what you started.’ What I did not know is that Jaskier leaves nothing in his life unfinished, not ballads, poems or art. Certainly not any seemingly meaningless flirtation. So, when he pulls me in and kisses me, I take but a few heartbeats to respond with all my pent-up enthusiasm. I giggle like a child when we pull away, and seeing his flushed face makes me all the giddier. He is smiling at me; his bright blue eyes are shining in the dim light, and I notice them more than I ever have before. We are cupping each others faces, staring deep into one another's souls. I feel naked under his gaze, completely raw and exposed. anxiety bubbles up in me, it makes me gasp for air in a panic. It's like he senses my unease, and i am pulled into his chest so quick I cannot process it, but the wave of relief that washes over me is like nothing I have ever felt. The anxiety is still there, it lingers like a nasty gash in my chest but he keeps me close still. We are moving through the dimly lit inn and into his room, and I cant help but wonder what he intends to do once we arrive. I so desperately want to stay with him, to follow him into the depths of the world beyond this one. So as I stumble into his room, and we are once again connected at the lips I feel that my mind is fully made up. My whole being will follow him to the very ends of the earth, but for now I shall settle for following him into bed.  

#jaskier #the witcher #joey batey #writers on tumblr #geralt of rivera #the witcher fanfiction #ooc jaskier #i dont know how to format yet im sorry #This is so self indulgent and im sorry #reader is ambiguous for the most part i think #Ghostytoastyswrites

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Beyond exited to get my acceptance email from AO3, i cant wait to share my works and catalogue everything correctly.

#Im posting so many witcher stories #the witcher #tumblr #ao3 #writers on tumblr #Ghostytoastyswrites

[ghostytoasty17]

Mom please hold me.

I know I’m broken and useless but I need you still.

You asked for a deer for a daughter and got a wildfire and I’m sorry.

Hold me one last time. Make it go away.

Put bandaids on my knees and kiss them.

Fix me please. Put out my flames.

#poetry #poets on tumblr #mothers daughter #poem #writing is art #Ghostytoastyswrites

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I will take my heart out of my chest,

And let you hold it.

But only for a minute.

Because I’m afraid it may grow too fond of your touch,

And you will tear it apart and throw the pieces on the floor.

And I will not be able to save it

-not this time.

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