#Witcher book fic

[arianaofimladris]

Another whumptober fill.

Fandom: The Witcher

Prompts used:

- NO.2 NOWHERE TO RUN

- Alt. prompt 2 - whimpering

- Alt. prompt 6 - sensory overload

#Whumptober2022 #No.2 #Alt prompt 2 #Alt prompt 6 #Nowhere to run #Whimpering #Sensory overload #The Witcher #The Witcher fanfic #Geralt of Rivia #Geralt of Rivia whump #Nenneke #Witcher book fic #Protective Nenneke

[xejune]

hooked and caught 🎣

#i was initially planning to colour this but it's been sitting in my WIP folder for nearly a year now #so im posting it as is #feel free to use as a [glances at google translate] colouring page? if anyone feels so inclined #gerlion #the witcher #the witcher books #geralt of rivia #dandelion #mer!dandelion #art #my art #yes it's loosely inspired by that one fic

[access-point]

i like that the reason any of us write jaskier as capable and strong and able to hold his own is because of joey and his clearly built figure because if you read the books, dandelion is about as useful as a wet napkin

#im reading the books now and i cannot fucking get over it #''i know everything now'' ''you know fuck all dandelion'' WEEPING #jaskier #the witcher #the witcher jaskier #the witcher dandelion #dandelion #the witcher netflix #the witcher books #joey batey #in my most recent fic i wrote jaskier fighting with a sword but dandelion?? dandelion would bloody well NOT ToT ToT ToT #dandelion ''i had him right where i wanted him'' face ass #i still hc that dandelion can use a sword but he just... wont. hes the damsel helloo #like dont get me wrong he's still the sandpiper and a redanian spy and all that cool competent shit he does #but everytime anything happens in the books he starts crying out for geralt like a midwife im in love with him #hes good at what he does but hes very. limp wrist about it yknow

[thedemonofcat]

As I continue further into the captivating world of the Witcher books, including the short stories, I've come across a tale that has left me genuinely surprised that it hasn't garnered more attention: "The Eternal Flame." Within this story lies a particular scene that I am eager to discuss—the scene that seems to have slipped through the grasp of many readers.

To provide a quick recap for those unfamiliar or those who may have forgotten, the essence of this story revolves around Geralt's relentless pursuit of a Doppler. However, it is the scene near the story's conclusion that truly captivates my imagination. The Doppler, in a desperate bid to save himself from Geralt's wrath, transforms into none other than Dandelion. Here lies the crux of my fascination.

In my interpretation, it became apparent that the reason the Doppler assumed the likeness of Dandelion was due to his astute observation of Geralt and Dandelion's interactions with others. It dawned on him that Geralt held such profound affection for Dandelion that he would be incapable of inflicting harm upon someone who bore his beloved friend's appearance.

Can you imagine the potential this plot point holds for fanfiction? It is a fertile ground awaiting fans' creative minds, yet surprisingly, I have not encountered such endeavours thus far.

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[littlestsnicket]

"He didn't get much from it," he muttered. "He didn't get much from our friendship. He had little but trouble because of me. He constantly had to get me out of some scrape... help me..."' She leaned across the table, put her hand over his and squeezed it hard without saying anything. Her eyes held regret.

Blood of Elves

this makes me insane. totally and completely insane.

#the witcher #book!witcher #yendelion #the problem with this fic i am trying to write is that i have very little to add other than a desperate desire for more. #i so rarely have this level of concern about doing the source material justice like even in this fandom

[queercodedlunatic]

~*~ A new chapter, finally. ~*~

#gerlion #witcher #wiedźmin #the witcher books #geraskier #dandelion #jaskier #geralt x dandelion #my art #my fic

[slumberingcorpse]

I feel like Witchers show affection the same way cats do, by giving you dead things. Picture it, Geralt covered in blood handing Dandelion a dead snake he found and killed in the woods. Or maybe all the witcher pups handing dead rats they hunted to Vesemir and each other.

#witcher #witcher geralt #witcher eskel #witcher lambert #witcher vesemir #dandelion #jaskier #geraskier #geralt of rivia #the witcher books #headcanon #i need this fic #please someone make this

[cherryjuicegf]

the kindest thing

It's only like this. Geralt, despite all, will never be alone and Jaskier, despite all, will stay.

for my dear @moonysrz i wish you the happiest of birthdays and all good things in life ♡ || 1.1k, G, emotional hurt/comfort [ao3]

Jaskier is lingering in front of the room's door before he knows it.

Habit, it's a cunning thing. For habit it is. What else, he thinks, lying to himself, what else could lead him up the stairs now, when Geralt barely spared him a look as he entered the inn and walked past him to the room. What else, for he doesn't know if he can bear it anymore, admitting the love.

It is always lacking anyway.

Only, the habit. The way Geralt's eyes, in their momentary glance, were full blown black and his face pale and his hands, no matter how he tried to hide them, were trembling. Jaskier knew better. He knew it was too loud, staying around people, and he knew the shoulders Geralt brushed with a patron almost had him breaking down.

He knew all that because once he used to hold him while the potions faded out, and sometimes he can still feel Geralt's body flinching in his arms, and what a painful comfort, what a loving pain that was.

Now he is touching the door knob and thinks it is the closest he has gotten to touching Geralt the past weeks, after everything.

He closes his eyes, breathes shakily. He can almost hear Geralt's strained breathing on the other side of the door. And his heart clenches, wails, what about it, it won't be like then again, not in the way you want, but oh well, he was never one to walk away, damn his loyalty. He was never one to hide the love.

Slowly, silently, he opens the door.

He knows the sight. Has seen it a thousand times before. Geralt hunched at the side of the bed, shoulders tense so as not to betray their shaking, back turned so as not to betray the pain. Only he never managed to hide from Jaskier.

And now Jaskier doesn't know if he wants to remind him that. Still. He enters the room, and closes the door behind him.

One. Two steps. Ever silent, ever careful.

A whisper. "Geralt?" And oh, what an ache it leaves on his tongue, calling his name in silence, what a sweet compromise. Still, no answer. He stands beside him, raises his hand just right over his shoulder, and lets it hover. Burning almost. "Can I get you anything?" Slowly. A brush of fingers, just to reassure.

"No," Geralt flinches at once and he steps back like a scared animal. Hand still raised with no place to rest.

He knows. The gruff tone, the strained voice. The abrupt tone. It's the potions. Only now Geralt's voice is just a little more sharp, as though he is afraid of letting out too much of himself. Only now it hurts just a little more deeply, and just a little too personal.

He watches as Geralt's fists curl on his lap and, defeated, he nods with a small smile. "If you want anything, you can..."

Call me, he would say. Ask me anything. Ask me to stay by your side forever, and I will. I will do it even if you don't ask. He would say. But he stays silent. For better or for worse, even now, Geralt already knows, and it's still not enough.

Thus he turns around.

"Jaskier."

Nothing. A breath of a voice, as though it doesn't want to be heard. Or just wants to be heard by Jaskier alone, because Jaskier always hears. Heart digging its way out, he looks at Geralt again and, oh, Geralt looks back. And it's nothing like he thought.

It's exactly as he knows, and selfishly pretends to have forgotten. Geralt looks at him still slumped, eyes still half black and sunken in their sockets and drowning in what feels like regret. Like a plea.

Sometimes Jaskier thinks maybe it's also his fault, just a little. Maybe he doesn't reach out enough, or has to reach out too much, because the deeper the wound, the stronger the cure must be.

A plea indeed. Geralt suddenly looks like the shell of who he is, shaking and wanting, exhausted, and in the shadow of his gaze Jaskier discerns the same need, no, want, that tortures his empty hands, his gaping embrace. And what a fool he is, he who was never hesitant in love, holding back from the one who needs it the most.

He holds his breath, smile ever present, and gentle. "Perhaps if..." Clears his throat. "Do you want me to--"

Hold you. Do you want me to hold you. He doesn't need to say, because Geralt almost sobs with longing, and something breaks in his face, and leaves him crumpled and bare. "Please." Then, as though remembering, he lowers his look. Shakes his head. "If you want." Begging, desperate. "Just for a bit."

Gods. Gods, and poets and lovers and damned verses, they matter not as his heart weeps inside his chest and Jaskier lets out the breath he was holding, a huff, relieved and almost incredulous. Of course he wants. Lacking, he only ever wants.

Slowly, silently, almost shaking, he sits on the bed and leans back on the pillows, and bares the screaming hole of his arms with hope at last to complete it.

And oh, how gently Geralt fits in his hug, how perfectly. Just like he always did. Hesitant, at first, until he buries his face in his chest and Jaskier feels trembling hands crawling behind his back, limbs tangled in a desperate attempt to be hidden, tucked away in familiar warmth, and safe.

And suddenly all that remains unspoken doesn't matter anymore. Suddenly nothing matters, only this, here, Jaskier wrapping his arms tight around Geralt's body, tighter still so that he never loses him again, only this, the beat of their hearts filling the silence between them as one slows at last, and the other beats faster, and Jaskier hides his face in white hair, and lets the burning flood in his eyes flow down.

"I miss you." A whisper. Only that, and Geralt hides deeper, as though to disappear in the most welcoming absence.

Jaskier feels his shirt suddenly damp, and closes his eyes, breath shaky. "Oh, Geralt." And unspoken everything will remain, for no words can fill the void better than this, holding him at last. He presses a kiss on his hair, ever so soft, and rests his cheek there, voice quivering. "Oh, darling. I'm so sorry."

Geralt doesn't speak. Only, he clings on him tighter, and cries silently.

Maybe it's nobody's fault, after all. It's only like this. Geralt, despite all, will never be alone, and Jaskier, despite all, will stay. As he does now.

He stays until Geralt's heartbeat is slow and faint, and his eyes have closed.

#i hope you enjoy <333 #the witcher #geraskier #jaskier #geralt of rivia #chrysa writes #fic recs #moonysrz #emotional hurt/comfort #i just think. it's okay to be hard to reach sometimes cause. you still deserve the love. jaskier always loved hard enough to reach geralt #and he's not gonna stop now #if you saw a book foreshadowing no you didn't <3

[juliaswickcrs]

BOOK COVERS :: BLOODLINE ( the witcher s1 - s3 )

Kiana of Cintra was a failure.  She failed at producing magic the way her sister had, she failed at being the princess her mother wanted, and when the time came to save her niece from the hands of Nilfgaard she had failed at that too.  Queen Calanthe had charged her own daughter with the safety of Pavetta’s child and Kiana had lost her amongst the madness and chaos of Cintra’s fall.  A chaos her mother had spent trying to help her daughters master after that fateful feast.  Kiana of Cintra was a failure. but Kya the Woodwitch was not.  Kya provided the people of Novigrad with their herbal remedies and soothing cures. Kya smiled and shared stories with the merchants decorating their tables and selling their wares.  It was Kya who healed them with what little magic she possessed, and it was Kya who took in the Witcher and his Bard when they’d been injured.  Kya who froze instantly upon hearing the name Geralt of Rivia.  Kya, who was now forced to return to the life she’d known before the fall, as the Witcher and his Bard escort her back to Cintra in the hopes of passing her off as the missing Princess Kiana to earn their coin.  The meeting feels more like chance than anything, but the threads of destiny are at work, drawing Geralt of Rivia and Kiana of Cintra closer together than ever before. 

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[hanzajesthanza]

katabasis —

A going or marching down or back; (mythology, literature) A mytheme or trope in which the hero embarks on a journey to the underworld.

Fic Summary: Emiel Regis departs from Beauclair one midnight, in pursuit of conversation and the promise of discovering those who would be capable of truly understanding him. It takes him on a journey downwards, in which he experiences several significant revelations. A descent. And a search for kinship. Culminating in total catharsis.

This is a short story, a bit comedic, a jeu d'esprit which demanded itself to be written, functioning as a brief character study for Regis.

Featuring:

Dynamics of Geralt's hanza and various detailed accounts about their stay in Beauclair.

Vampire headcanons.

Some additions to the lore of the Sansretour valley.

Generally a humorous tone, with some emotional bits.

And of course, the overwhelming power of friendship.

Rating & Word Count: T / 16,947 words / 10 chapters

[Read on AO3]

#soooo i finished this crazy little thing :D #the fic being funny and silly but having these dramatic ass aesthetics. well. that is regis' influence ig #the witcher books #emiel regis #the witcher fanfiction #the witcher fic #geregis #it's very mild and friendly geregis. blink and you'll miss it #c: regis #my fic #f: a hansa's a hansa #'he doesnt even turn into a bat in this why include the pic of lucifer's wings' because it's cool asf and symbolic

[wild-karrde]

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[arianaofimladris]

A whumpy Geralt and a very displeased Nenneke - can you ask for more?

Prompts used:

- NO. 11 "911, WHAT'S YOUR EMERGENCY?" - Self-Done first aid

- NO. 15 EMOTIONAL DAMAGE - New Scars

- NO. 19 ENOUGH IS ENOUGH

- Alt. 11 Stabbed

#whumptober2022 #the witcher books #The witcher #geralt of rivia #Geralt of rivia whump #Nenneke #Book fic #Witcher book fic #Young Geralt

[geraniumsandheliotropes]

Geralt:

#Witcher #geralt of rivia #geralt #jaskier #this came to me when reading inexplicifcs fic #the major fall the minor lift #they’re also making coen my favorite character #- I have not read the books

[consistentsquash]

Witcher Fic Rec - Dziady

First Fic Rec of 2024!!!! For a brilliant fic ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Dziady by eldritcher. 10000 words. Completed. Rated M. Emhyr/Geralt

Rec because - classic slash hurt/comfort middle aged dudes out of touch with their emotions fic giving strong 2000s vibes. Beautiful, dirtyhotbadwrong, deep interiority in the POV, complicated, bittersweet.

Rec note - It feels translated from another language without losing the feel. Idk how to explain. The use of Slavic folklore really adds to that vibe.

Other things I love - Slavic folklore which works great for the fic's vibe. Also the otherness of Geralt. He really feels like something special purpose created in a lab/something like Frankenstein's Creature. The Witcher backstory in canon is like X Men/Wolverine oversimplified. Also Emhyr's characterization. So unforgivable but also really you are going to fall in love with the depiction because he is just interesting. In fic interesting is better than good at least for me. Also zero royalty/blood status kink which is something important for me. Of course anything goes in fic because fic is not reality. This is just my personal reading taste.

Also hot. Just messy, problematic and hot.

Between silver and steel lay the emptiness where the Witcher’s heart once had been before the Trials and the mutagens had wicked it out, Dandelion had once written in poetic flair. A desirable outcome. There was something between silver and steel. It was not empty. It was warped. It had craved to beg the djinn to bind Yennefer to him for more than reason alone. It craved and craved and craved, to be remembered well by his friends, to be his tansy-child’s sole father, to be not spat upon, to be honoured at Dziady after his time, and to irrevocably lay claim to what Emhyr was unwittingly dangling before him.

Prose - The prose is lyrical but not really the author's usual soaring prose vibe. I feel the prose is actually more poetic in the A-side fic Wiosna. But that's outside the scope of this rec.

Pairing vibe - Emhyr is really horrible and complicated in book canon. He literally hunts his daughter to marry her because some prophecy and her blood is special. He changes his mind/has his One Conscience Moment when he lets her leave. Geralt is the Dad that stepped up. The guy who actually protects her/takes care of her. But he is also a Witcher created with lots of magic/gene mutations and emotions are pretty much a no for them. So the pairing is pretty much out there. They have zero values in common. But it works here. It really works.

Recs are based on my reading and taste.

photo By Lesza Ślężyńska, CC BY 3.0

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[thedemonofcat]

A few days after their mountain encounter, Geralt made it his mission to find Jaskier and extend his apology. Following a fiercely passionate conversation between the two, their emotions culminated in a kiss, igniting a night of intense intimacy.

As dawn broke, Geralt found himself waking up with Jaskier nestled in his embrace, a rare feeling of contentment washing over the Witcher. However, a faint sound from outside stirred his senses, prompting him to investigate.

A concerned villager delivered the grim news that a child had gone missing, believed to be snatched by some menacing creature lurking in the nearby woods. The frantic mother implored Geralt for help, and without hesitation, he agreed to undertake the dangerous rescue mission.

With a glimmer of hope that he might retrieve the child and return before Jaskier even awoke, Geralt ventured into the unknown. Little did he know that Jaskier would awaken earlier than expected, his curiosity piqued as he inquired about the whereabouts of the Witcher he had spent the night with. All he received in response was a terse message: Geralt had left.

Now, left in the dark, Jaskier couldn't help but assume that Geralt had abandoned him.

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[windflowerofskellige]

Adda is an older sister, and older sisters are supposed to take care of their younger sisters. Adda doesn't understand this concept but she does remember when Arabella was born and she looked over the crib to the very small tiny human sleeping there.

It took Foltest months to get Adda to stop leaving scraps of meat on the baby. But when she held the impossibly small child she screamed and cried when her father took her away. Adda did not understand how something was so small, but those big eyes looked up at her and she babbled and clung and she knew she'd do anything for her.

No one really understood Adda, but the toddler wobbled as she walked and babbled on and on. No one really seemed to understand the toddler either.

Adda remembered the first time though, that she realised her sister might be like her. Those big eyes were usually starry and bright but, in an impossibly itchy dress, during the middle of a loud ball, her sister started screaming. She rushed over instinctively grabbing her sister away from the noble boy she was playing with. Her sister screamed and kicked and bit and the realisation hit her.

It's loud. Adda thought. And despite the protests and screams she brought the girl out to the garden, not even noticing she was bleeding. She wanted to scream too. But instead she sat her by the lake, with nothing but the crickets and the frogs. The screaming died down and the thrashing stopped and she was left with a hiccuping crying little sister who started bawling more when she realised she was hurt.

She didn't know what to say, so she grabbed a frog and held it up to her. The child, between hiccuping sobs, looked at the frog and quietly reached out and held it. And there they stayed that night. It was better than the loud ball anyways.

Adda is not a typical older sister, meek and demure, she does not tend to her sister's wounds with grace and elegance. That has never been Adda, that will never be Adda. But older sisters are supposed to take care of their younger sisters and what Adda knows how to do is protect, fight.

When their father got home he found his daughter, so small and little, in a bed being tended to by people much more skilled than Adda at caring for those wounds. His other daughter lay there at her bedside, refusing to move. But the dead bodies in her bed chamber of the would-be assassins were not there because of guards or Vernon. No, because Adda had never been disturbed by the sight of blood before, and had taken on men greater than they. But there was one exception to the rule. It should never, ever, be her little sister's blood.

Because Adda is an older sister, and an older sister protects her little sister.

#meda writes #adda the white #arabella of temeria #drabble #fic #siblings #sisters #the witcher books #the witcher #the witcher oc #adda character study #foltest of temeria #oc: arabella of temeria