#gerakt

[perseruna]

Endiness made a beautiful long post with all his quotes on that topic that I think is very informative and worth looking at, so here’s a link to that. And with that already discussed, I thought I’d make a thread of all his changes that we are aware of, because when you look into them, you find that none of his “book accurate” changes are actually book accurate. 

His decision to make Geralt grunt and cut his lines.

HC: "All the grunts, I either added or I didn't say anything and just grunted instead. It was often up to the other actors to go, 'I think he's not gonna say anything now.'"

JB: "Henry likes to cut his lines, 'cause he's lazy. No, he literally just likes to cut them. He likes to do more up here [frames his face with his hands] and just with face and hmms and grunts. There's a lot of hmms, and so I often have to take a lot of his lines and turn it into a lot of my stuff so that the plot happens."

So, as everyone who has read the books knows that Geralt is and always has been a yapper. Gerakt often talks or thinks in monologues, and definitely not in short grunts.

Of course when the audience started making fun of Geralt for not being able to speak in full sentences Henry promptly went back on admitting the blame and instead said that the big bad writers were the ones who didn't give him lines, and now it was his life’s mission to fight for a book accurate Geralt who speaks. 

Roach’s death scene

After S2 came out, Lauren received a lot of backlash for Roach’s death scene, with multiple sources citing that she wanted the moment to be more “comedic” before the brave Henry Cavill stepped in and refused to participate in such horrible anti source material activities.

LH: "Henry was so unhappy with the line. Finally I said, 'You know what, you come up with something. I trust you, you know this material so well, you know the book so well, you don't even have to pitch it to me.' And he came back the next day with a beautiful speech that's at the end of 'Sword of Destiny' when Geralt is facing death.”

This is the line he ended up using:

“Enjoy your last walk across the meadow and through the mist. Be not afraid of her for she is your friend."

This was Lauren’s response AND the original line.

LH: “Here's what was scripted, in homage of the fact that a previous Roach had existed, and another one will exist soon. It's hardly a joke. Henry wanted a longer, more emotional moment, which I was more than happy to give him. Don't create drama where none exists.”

So in S2 Geralt ends up quoting a part of his monologue from ‘Sword of Destiny’ when he’s at his lowest after thinking that Yennefer had died at the battle of Sodden Hill, and he has nothing left to live for. Which to me doesn't work that well with Roach at all. That line was a response to Geralt thinking he's lost the love of his life, not his horse. In my opinion, the original line Lauren penned out is more heartfelt and actually more emotional and more book accurate as well.

The absolute removal of any Triss and Geralt “romance”

This one we don’t have that much information on in comparison to others. But there were multiple reports that at the beginning of S2 Triss and Geralt were supposed to have some kind of a romantic scene with each other which then was cut during production, and it was largely speculated that it was due to Henry Cavill. 

“Several months ago we reported on a sex scene happening between Geralt and Triss, sometime in the first half of Season 2. That didn’t happen, as we all saw, but here’s what we know about the original plan for that: Geralt and Triss are in a room together, they seem friendly at first. They are playing some kind of weird game. Whoever wins a round, gets to ask a question. We’re not privy to the exact flow of the conversation, but it eventually leads to both of them ending up in bed. We can only guess why this was cut, but perhaps it was thanks to Henry Cavill.”

Now, irrelevantly on your feelings on book Triss and Geralt you have to admit that that short-lived “romance” is indeed a part of the books and therefor book accurate. So the removal of it would go against Mr I’m fighting to make this show as much book accurate as possible. 

The removal of the Yen and Geralt sex scene in S2

"We just wanted to be very careful that it was true and real, and it didn't turn into something that we, as actors, didn't believe it should be," Cavill stated. When Yennefer and Geralt unite, they embrace, but it doesn't go further than that. He continued: "We wanted it to be emotional rather than sexual. It was really, really important, and we had to lean away from what was originally on the page." Initially, Geralt and Yennefer were written to have a more passionate night. Henry Cavill and Anya Chalotra went to "The Witcher" producers and explained why they thought a steamy evening was not the way to go. "These are people who believe one thing about the fate of another and then find out something else is true," Cavill said about Geralt believing Yennefer was dead. "That's not how they behave," the actor added. "How they behave is they just want to be with the person and emotionally recognize their existence again in that shared space.”

This one is a bit tricky because I am willing to get behind an actor who doesn't want to do a sex scene out of comfort reasons or whatnot, but Henry saying that "That's not how [Yennefer and Geralt] behave”, is quite absurd in my opinion. Because that is very much how Geralt and Yennefer behave, especially in the short stories and ToC. They are inherently a very sexual couple who come crashing in and out of each other’s lives while having very passionate sex. But I can understand wanting this scene to be more “emotional” (as if sex isn't emotional), so this one I am willing to give him a bit more leeway on. (But then again looking at the blinds saying that he refused any sex scenes because oh his “ideals” and was allegedly really nasty to Anya about it, well..)

Geralt being the perfect father figure to Ciri with no flaws and no struggles (which inevitably snowballed into the Yen Betrayal Arc)

This one I don’t see talked that much at all, and to me this one is his most detrimental one. 

@LHissrich: “In interviews, Henry explains how he felt strongly that Geralt NOT be bumbling, nor a struggling father figure. In fact, a lot of S2 is about how Geralt does come from a loving (albeit unconventional) family. Henry was passionate about this shift, and we discussed it a lot, and ultimately thought it was wonderful for his character development. But it also had the domino effect of changing what Ciri needed from Yen when she entered the picture. Thus, introducing the idea of balance.”

So I don’t know about you, but I love when characters have flaws and naturally progress be it for good or bad, some would say that that's what story telling is about, well that someone wouldn't be Henry Cavil. Geralt being a struggling father figure at first, someone who makes mistakes and learns from them and tries is very much a prominent theme in Blood of Elves and is actually very real, people make mistakes! Especially in huge shifts such as “becoming a father overnight’ but we didn't get that because Henry refused to play it that way. What we got is Geralt who already basically knows exactly how to parent, he always knows what to say, what pep talk to give and also doesn't hold any resentment and any negative feelings towards Vesemir at all. It's all one dimensional happy family here! Which goes against not only the books but what he preached about fighting tooth and nail to make the “forgotten” male characters three-dimensional as well because the horrible feminist Lauren only thinks about female characters. 

Lauren then goes on saying that “it also had the domino effect of changing what Ciri needed from Yen when she entered the picture. Thus, introducing the idea of balance” So, it is fair to speculate that Henry’s refusal to showcase Geralt having any flaws at all and act book accurate snowballed into The Controversial Yennefer Betrayal Arc. 

These are the ones that I can remember off the top off my head, so there might be more, there’s probably more that we aren’t even aware of. I think putting them all together showcase a very interesting picture. One of Henry Cavill never actually understanding who Geralt fundamentally is as a character, and of him not being a team player at all. I just hope that more and more people are aware of the insane PR his team did for him when it came to this show, and that more people are able to see through it. 

#anti henry cavill #the witcher #long post #i do believe that i have an interesting vintage point because ive been in this fandom since the show premiered so some people might not be #even aware of these things when ive lived them and have an archive of them in my head lmaoo #i don't like the formatting of asks when you reblog them so im making this a separate text post

[my-jokes-are-my-armour]

Gerakt and Jaskier - First watercolor test

This is my real first test to paint characters with my watercolors. I am still trying to figure out things but this is the first actually precise work I have done.

Black and white portraits.

Geralt is on the left, eyes black under the cat potion influence. Long white grayish straight hair. Beard shadow.

Jaskier is on the right. Short black hair.

#jaskier #geralt #the witcher #watercolor #black and white #my fanarts #my art

[dapandapod]

The Very Long Day

HELLO!

I forgot i didn't post this one? Did I? It was hiding in a live write channel I forgot to look in, but I am finally kicking the writers blocks butt, so i am again attempting to post! This is also not me projecting. Not at all. Don't look at my giant dragon-teddy Harold Francis. This is pure fiction. uhm.

Please enjoy them snuggles!!

On ao3

------------------------------------------------- Geralt's exhausted. The day has been. Very long. 

Punctuation is important, Jaskier tells him repeatedly, and who is he to defy this dramatic drama kid. Problem is, Jaskier is taking up most of the couch.

And not alone.

He is taking up most of the couch with a teddy the size of... well, him. The size of too-large-to-probably-be-a-teddy. There is barely any sign of Jaskier underneath it, in fact. Just a knee sticking out under the teddy butt, and arms wrapped around its body.

Fairly impressive, considering Jaskier is in no way small either.

"Make room." Geralt complains,  hovering by the couch. It is a damn good couch, they bought it together, the least his silly roommate could do is budge over.

"Busy." comes Jaskier's muffled voice from underneath the teddy.

"You could still move your legs."

"Can't. Cuddling."

See? Punctuation.

"I want to sit on the couch too." 

"It's full."

"No, it is just you."*

"How dare you! This is Sir Snivvilous the Second."

"Did you watch Harry Potter without me again?" Geralt drags his hand over his face. He wants to see too, but Jaskier is way too restless, if Geralt's work keeps him overtime.

"I watched it with Sir Scnivvilous the Second."

"Just move."

"No. I need a cuddle."

"Fine."

Jaskier probably doesn't realize what that 'fine' meant. Hell, Geralt didn't realize it until he yanked the teddy (Sir Snivvilous the third or whatever) out of Jaskier's grip, tossed it on the floor, and simply put himself in the teddy's place.

Perfect.

First, Jaskier had protested. But now, when Geralt plastered all over him, he is strangely quiet. It is not that they haven't ever cuddled before, Jaskier is very tactile, a friendly octopus if you will, and takes every chance to sit close.

But now his arms are hovering, his mouth is for once blessedly shut. 

Geralt just sighs and shifts, letting the Very Long Day drain out of him.

"Didn't you want to cuddle?" Geralt teases when Jaskier still is pretty frozen underneath him.

Hesitantly, his hands make contact with Geralt's sides. Geralt is starting to get second thoughts about this whole thing, but then Jaskier's arms finally circle around his back and his knee shifts to rest between Geralt's legs, mirroring his pose with the teddy.

"So dramatic. You could have just asked me to move." Jaskier huffs, and then "Fuck, you are so much heavier."

"Asshole." Gerakt mutters, but shifts so that he is resting a little bit more on his side rather than letting Jaskier take the brunt of it.

"Aren't Mondays supposed to be the worst days of the week? Why are we so tired on a Tuesday?" Jaskeir complains after a moment of comfortable silence.

"Maybe Monday procrastinated." Geralt mumbles, turning his head around so that it rests in the crook of Jaskier's neck.

It is very fucking intimate, he realizes, and it makes his heart skip a beat when one of Jaskier's hands come up to play with the hair just above his ear, but he is too fucking tired to do something about it.

"Oh well. Got a real cuddle out of it at least."

"Don't get used to it." Geralt grumbles, making Jaskier make that mischievous laugh of his.

"That sounds like a challenge to me." He says, a finger tracing just underneath Geralt's temple, over his cheekbone.

Maybe he could get used to it.

Maybe he even should.

Maybe Geralt's had a secret dream or five about something similar to that before, that he won't ever tell anyone about.

Maybe Jaskier knows anyway.

So he just hums noncommittally, and Jaskier chuckles.

"Oh, it's on."

This Very Long Day was indeed Very Long.

But at the end of the week, maybe it will have led him to something good.

#geraskier #modern au #couch cuddles #geralt x jaskier #fluff #Sir Scnivvilous the Second. #the witcher #geralt of rivia #jaskier #dapanda writes #julian alfred pankratz #jaskier the bard #banter

[too-many-blorbos]

I've seen at least one Witcher AU where Gerakt is a vampire, but consider...

JASKIER as a vampire

#the witcher #witcher au

[elliestormfound]

Demon Jaskier Demon Jaskier Demon Jaskier Dem-

Dear anon, thank you for your ask! I’m not sure if you just wanted to share your excitement about the thought of demon!Jaskier, but I accidentally wrote a fic  about it... :D

this is a bit sexier than my usual fics, but nothing too graphic, but definitely +18

CW: talk about sex and a bit of sexy kissing time in the end

read on ao3

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“Tell me your name,” Geralt demanded in a dangerously calm voice. 

The witcher could smell a whiff of burnt flesh from where his silver blade pressed against the delicate skin of the demon’s throat, hard enough to dent but not pierce it. He knew the true name of the demon could have power over them but he was under no illusion that the demon would offer it that easily. 

And the fucking demon had the audacity to smile at him.

Geralt increased the pressure of his sword tip slightly.

“Whoa, careful,” the demon said, “can’t answer your question if you cut my throat.”

But Geralt did not move, eyeing the demon closely. Two twisted horns protruded from tousled brown hair and uncannily intensive blue eyes looked back at him. The demon had some kind of otherworldly...beauty to him. But otherwise he looked almost human. 

“You can call me...” the demon began, looking away from the witcher, eyes searching the ground. A moment later he smiled back up at Geralt, “Jaskier.”

A single eyebrow raised, the witcher snorted, “buttercup?” With this sort of fake name Geralt would not be able to banish this cheeky bastard.

The demon - Jaskier - just grinned at him. Geralt nearly rolled his eyes, but he schooled his face back into a blank expression. 

“What do you want?” he asked through gritted teeth, remembering why he was here: not to chat with the demon about his choice of fake names but to find out what he had done to the village women and how to reverse it before sending him back to whatever hell dimension he had crawled out of. 

“What have you done to the women?”

Jaskier grinned lewdly and winked.

“You are sleeping with those women,” Geralt growled, no more confirmation needed, “did you also impregnate them?”

The witcher knew that some demons did that. Their offspring from human women could help anchor them to this realm, giving them easy access. 

“Imp...of course I’m not impregnating them,” Jaskier said indignantly, and as an afterthought adding a moment later, “I am not ready to be a father.”

Geralt growled, “don’t joke with me.”

“I’m not joking,” Jaskier said, holding up his hands, “the women didn’t summon me to impregnate them.”

“The women summoned you?” Geralt asked, unbelieving, searching Jaskier’s face for any signs of lying and finding none. But that didn’t mean much with a demon.

“Of course they summoned me,” Jaskier said, “why else would I be in this tiny village in the middle of nowhere?”

Good point, Geralt thought but didn’t say it out loud. 

Instead he asked, “why did they summon you?” 

The demon tried to laugh, but it quickly turned into coughing. “I’ll tell you, when you remove this from my throat,” he said, pointing at the sword, “talking like this is rather unpleasant.”

“You seem to talk just fine,” Geralt mumbled, but moved the blade a few centimeters away, still close enough to keep the demon in place, but not touching his skin anymore.

Jaskier exhaled and smiled at Geralt. 

Carefully rubbing his burned skin at the throat, he said, “thank you, my dear witcher.”

Geralt growled, “now tell me why the women summoned you.” He wanted to see where this was going. 

But of course did the demon not answer him directly. How he hated demons. 

“Do you know what kind of demon I am, witcher?” he asked in a velvety soft voice. 

Geralt looked him up and down.

“The alderman said you are a demon of adultery and that you make the women frigid.”

The demon laughed hollowly. “Yes, of course the old fucker said that,” Jaskier replied after a moment, sounding amused and pissed off at the same time.

“You can probably find me in the bestiary of yours,” he said, gesturing vaguely at Geralt, “under L: ‘demon of lust’.” 

Geralt just lifted a brow, “yes, I know about your funny little bestiaries,” Jaskier went on,” you aren’t the first witcher I’ve met.” His unearthly blue eyes sparkled and he winked at Geralt. The fucker actually winked at him.

“Come to the point,” he growled, silver sword still pointed at his throat.

Jaskier laughed again as if they were having a casual chat amongst friends and not an interrogation at swordpoint. And of course - the demon did not ‘come to the point’. The bastard really liked to hear himself talk.

“One of the women found a text with instructions how to summon me and she and a few of her friends made a nice little ritual and poof - here I was. They snatched me right out of a delightful little orgy in Novigrad...”

Geralt lifted his brows and tilted his head slightly.

“These lovely women, my dear witcher, summoned me,” Jaskier said, lifting his index finger in emphasis, “because their useless husbands do not satisfy them.”

Geralt huffed and asked with a smirk, “so that is what they wanted you to do? Satisfy them?”

“Yes,” Jaskier said, smiling, “they wanted me to fuck them silly, introduce them to the wonders of the orgasm. And that is what I did.” He had a dreamy look on his face, eyes glazed over as if he was thinking back to said fucking. 

After a moment he shook his head, focusing on Geralt again and continued, “I also showed them how to…” he wiggled his fingers, “pleasure themselves. I don’t plan to stay longer than strictly necessary and didn’t want to leave them….wanting.”

“So you fucked them and showed them how to...masturbate?” This was getting more and more ridiculous.

“Yes, most of these poor women never really touched themself,” Jaskier said, shaking his head, and with audible anger in his voice he continued, “this bastard of a priest told them that their hands would fall off if they touched their own body in that way, that only their husbands were allowed to touch them ’down there’.” The demon pointed towards his own crotch as he said the last two words. 

“The alderman - do you know what his wife told me?” the demon went on, head tilted and watching Geralt closely, “she told me that when her husband fucks her, it feels like he is just using her body to pleasure himself and that he is convinced that women are simply not able to get any pleasure from sex.” Jaskier shook his head.

“But don’t get me wrong,” he continued, “their husbands are not all bad. A bit more marital communication, actually listening to their wives and chasing away the dreadful priest and most of them can be happy in bed together…”

“And what did those women give you for...your services?” Geralt asked a moment later. 

The demon furrowed his brows. “What do you mean?”

“Demons usually demand payment from their… victims,” Geralt clarified. 

The demon put his hands on his hips and opened his mouth, blinking a few times before he said, “victims? They summoned me, if anyone is the victim here, it’s me!”

Geralt huffed and said, “did you get their souls? Ten years of their lives? Their firstborn?”

Jaskier shook his head. “Why would I want that? I got amazing sex and I got to show them how to satiate their own lust. There is nothing more to want.”

They both whipped their heads to the side as they heard hurried footsteps rushing through the forest towards them. A moment later they saw the figure of a woman and a moment after they heard her screaming, “stop, master witcher, don’t hurt him.”

Geralt still pointed the sword at Jaskier’s throat when the woman came to a halt next to them, breathing heavily. Three deep in- and exhales later she raised herself to her full height, looked Geralt firm in the eyes and said, “please don’t kill him, he did not hurt any of us.” The woman laid her hand on Jaskier’s shoulder who grinned at her.

“Hello, Kasia,” he said in his velvety voice and the woman smiled back brightly.

Geralt coughed to get their attention back. 

“Are you one of the women from the village?” he asked, pointing in the general direction of said village. 

“Yes!” she replied, still a bit out of breath, “I sneaked out of the house as I heard Lukas, my husband, talk to our neighbor about hiring a witcher to kill him.”

She tried to squeeze herself between Jaskier and the blade, but the demon carefully grabbed her arm to stop her. 

“Do you believe me now, witcher?” Jaskier asked.

Geralt shook his head, more to clear his thoughts and school his features back to an unreadable expression than to deny what Jaskier had asked. 

“He did not hurt you?” Geralt asked the woman, “did not do anything against your will?” 

“No,” Kasia said urgently, “he only did what we asked him to do and it was really...hmmm….nice,” she ended in a dreamy voice. 

Geralt watched Jaskier closely for another moment longer before he slowly lowered his sword and took a few steps back. Kasia exhaled loudly and hugged the demon. Jaskier patted her on the back and whispered something in her ear that made her giggle.

“Okay, I will head back before Lukas will notice I’m gone,” she said. With a bow to Geralt she made her way back towards the village. 

Geralt sheathed his sword and he and Jaskier stood silent for a while, eyeing each other.

Geralt was the first one to break the silence.

“Is that your true form?” he asked. A lot of demons were able to shapeshift and it would explain why the few men who had a glimpse of the demon had given him wildly contradictory descriptions.

“I can take many forms,” Jaskier said, stretching his arms wide, “I shape my appearance to the pleasure of my partner. I can be a man, a woman and anyone in between or outside of that…”

He was smiling softly at Geralt and continued, “for some of the women here it was quite unexpected to find out that they weren’t actually interested in men...And one woman wasn’t interested in sex at all. We had a lovely evening, drank a bottle of wine and played gwent.”

“So this is the form your last partner desired? This Kasia?” Geralt asked after a moment, still eyeing him closely. Now that he was standing a few steps away he had a better view of the demon. His pale cheeks were flushed a shade of pink that matched his plush lips. And he either had the darkest lashes Geralt had ever seen or he used kohl to highlight their unearthly blue color. His black shirt clung tightly to his broad shoulders, dark chest hair peeking out the loosely laced front and his high waisted trousers accentuating his slim waist.

“No, darling,” Jaskier said, licking his lips and taking a step towards him, “this form is all for you.” He was moving his hands up and down his body in a presentation. Geralt didn’t know why his heartbeat suddenly picked up and his hands got clammy. 

“You’ve got good taste, I must admit,” Jaskier said, slowly turning around and swinging his hips. 

“What…?” Geralt asked. He had a hard time keeping his pupils from dilating. As Jaskier turned Geralt could see that the high waisted trousers not only accentuated his waist but also his round…

“Are you enjoying what you see, witcher?” Jaskier purred.

Geralt coughed and blinked before regaining his composure. Jaskier just smirked and took another step towards the witcher.

“So the alderman will not pay you,” Jaskier said suddenly. Geralt hummed in confirmation. Jaskier licked his lips and Geralt’s eyes followed the tip of his tongue. 

He shook his head and growled but made no attempt to step away, “are you using your powers on me?” 

Jaskier shook his head, “that is not how I work, darling, I cannot force anyone to do anything they don’t want to.”

A heartbeat later he stood only a breath away from Geralt.

“What I can do is offer something you desire. But it is completely your choice if you take it.”

“And,” Geralt asked in a hoarse voice, “what do you want?”

Jaskier smiled, looking hungrily at Geralt’s lips.

“I wouldn’t be here if I wouldn't want you.”

The demon lifted his hand slowly, stroked a rogue strand of his white hair behind Geralt’s ear and said softly, “so what do you say?”

Geralt swallowed, still not moving away. He could feel Jaskier’s breath on his face, so close was the demon. 

“You could have overpowered me at any time, couldn’t you?” Geralt asked, “even with my silver sword at your throat?”

Jaskier just smiled and nodded.

“Why didn’t you?” Geralt asked, breathless.

“Because you like to be in control, don’t you?” the demon purred, his index finger stroking down Geralt’s chest.

And with a motion too quick even for Geralt, Jaskier had stepped behind him, captured both of his wrists in his surprisingly strong hands and pushed Geralt's chest against a tree, holding him securely in place. Geralt wiggled around but found that the demon was surprisingly strong. But somehow he wasn’t afraid. 

Jaskier’s grip was firm but gentle.

“But sometimes,” he whispered in Geralt’s ear, tickling the sensitive skin there with his hot breath, “it is nice to let go and let someone else take over, isn’t it?”

Geralt shuddered and leaned back into Jaskier’s warm body. 

“So you want to play with me, witcher?” Jaskier breathed against his ear.

“Yes,” Geralt said before he felt hot lips pressed to his neck kissing a trail from his ear to his shoulder.

A heartbeat later his breath caught in his throat as he felt Jaskier open his mouth to press sharp canines against the soft skin of his neck, hard enough to dent but not pierce it and he groaned. 

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[eileniessacreative]

Voltaire:

“It is forbidden to kill; therefore all murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12553992/chapters/45234607 Archive of our Own

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12706227/25/The-Realm-of-Glass Fanfiction.Net

#witcher #witcher fanfiction #fanfiction #writing #yennefer #Yennefer of Vengerberg #gerakt #geralt of rivia #geralt x yennefer #witcher ciri #philippa eilhart #istredd #trivia #Triss Merigold #gaunter o'dimm #the realm of glass #eileniessa

[riviia]

#HE'S SUCH A BABY WITHOUT HER #witcher #witcher 3 #yennefer of vengerberg #geralt of rivia #wgifs #the witcher 3: wild hunt #gerakt #yennefer

[cherryjuicegf]

Prompt: guilty/self loathing Geralt after he can’t save a child during a contract, with Jaskier comforting him and being horrified about how much emotion and hurt he hides❤️

thank you so much for the prompt, i hope i got it right 💕

A woman's harrowing cry pierced the night and Jaskier jerked up, his notebook falling from his lap on the floor. Shivers ran up and down his spine and he walked to the window, leaning to discern any sign of movement on the street. Yet everything was still, even after he heard the woman's whimpers following the cry echoing through the alleys, like the tree leaves flying with the wind. He swallowed. It seemed as if the cicadas had stopped singing.

Geralt had been gone all day on a hunt he had the misfortune to be banned from and he received little interest tonight from the inn's patrons. He had returned to the room way earlier than he would with Geralt away and good wine in his glass. He didn't mind though. When Geralt returned he would be sober enough to keep notes from the hunt, maybe even put him to bath. He always did.

He didn't expect that night to be different.

So when he heard the wooden door creaking after a couple of minutes, he forgot the previous horror the cry had filled him with and turned away from the window, a wide smile curving his lips.

The smile was gone the second he faced the witcher.

"Geralt?" He almost whispered. He didn't dare to walk closer, not even a step. He waited. Waited for Geralt to get inside, close the door behind him, walk in the middle of the room. To look at him. But Geralt didn't raise his eyes.

Jaskier breathed shakily and peered at him, trying to gain a glance by the force of mere willingness. Geralt was pale, paler than usual, and covered in blood. And it wasn't the paleness of his skin, white like the petals of the lilies Jaskier so loved to touch. That was the paleness of dread.

He clenched his fists, took a step forward. "Geralt, what happened?"

Geralt didn't speak. He didn't need to, eventually. Because he met Jaskier's eyes and the look he gave him made him freeze on his tracks. Geralt observed the change in the bard's expression, from curious to paniced. His heart was thumping inside his chest. He swallowed.

What happened?

"She sneaked out of the house," he started as if he wanted to talk, as if he knew what to say. "Her father is a merchant. Returning home. She wanted to meet him earlier." He tried to unbuckle his armour, noticed his hands were trembling. He didn't stop. He heard Jaskier sighing. "Her father... he screamed first. She didn't have the time..." The buckle stuck, his fingers shook, still red with blood. He didn't look up, didn't stop, pulled at the buckle as if it was going to unstrap itself, even though he knew he made it worse. He bit his lip. "She had..." His breath hitched, choked on a sob and he felt a hand wrapping his, stilling his fingers. He raised his head to meet blue eyes. Snorted. "She had beautiful plaits."

Jaskier was not in his early youth anymore, he had seen many things in his life. Things he couldn't even capture in his wildest fantasies. But what he saw now wasn't even part of his nightmares.

Geralt's face contorted to a sob he tried to hold back by aversing his look. A look more haunted than the oldest of towers. And Jaskier knew.

"Oh, Geralt, no..."

"Where was I?" Geralt's voice suddenly went cold, rough and his eyes sparkled with rage as he looked back at the bard. "Where was I, Jaskier? That was my fucking job! To protect people! Not to kill monsters because I like it, I was supposed to be there, that girl was supposed to be laughing with her father now!" He was shouting now and his eyes were burning but Jaskier's hands hovering in front of his face did nothing to calm the fire that burned his insides. He shook his head. "Do you know where I was, Jaskier? I was limping behind that damned griffin like a pathetic man that has never held a fight. And then I heard her father and ran and reached them and I killed the griffin and had the nerve to take the damn coin while her father was carrying her dead body behind me! She's dead because I was late! What kind of monster–"

"Hey, hey there!" Jaskier held out his hands and took Geralt's face in them, forcing him to look forward. "Now look at me and listen, you big mess! Are you listening? Good." He felt Geralt's face burning, tried to look into his eyes without letting his own tears fall. Not yet. "You are not responsible for every human life taken by a monster. It's not you the monster who takes it. You have saved so many people, Geralt, but sometimes..." Jaskier moved a strand of hair falling in Geralt's eyes. "Sometimes you can't save everyone. You just can't."

Geralt closed his eyes, shaking whole, and took a deep breath. It was easier, blaming himself. At least then there was a reason.

"Geralt. It's okay."

He looked at Jaskier, saw his smile, and shuddered. That smile was not for him. Neither that voice, too sweet to be for him, too forgiving. He winced. "Her mother's cry..."

"I know. I heard it."

Geralt nodded and Jaskier said nothing more. Nothing more was needed. Nothing more was said as Jaskier helped Geralt get rid of his armour. Nothing more when Geralt was cleaning himself in the bathtub, when Jaskier handed him a towel. Nothing more.

Until they laid on the bed. And still, nothing was said. Only that Jaskier met Geralt's eyes and his heart broke for the hundredth time that night. Because he thought he discerned that girl every time he looked at the witcher, as if her young face was mirrored on amber tears that dared not to fall.

He never wrote anything about that night. What could he write about? The way Geralt was later leaded like a blind man into his hug? The way he felt hot tears burning his shoulder after a while without hearing a single sob? The way he cried too, holding a man that still had hope that he could save everyone, after all this time? The way he didn't utter a single word but just tightened his hug until he heard Geralt's breath steadying again and still, ge didn't dare to let him go?

He never wrote anything. He just made sure to hold Geralt more. Just to remind him he was human too. To remind him that he also needed protection.

That, sometimes, the only person we haven't tried to save is ourselves.

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send me prompts and i'll write you a fic✨

#the witcher #geraskier #gerakt of rivia #jaskier #im not entirely content with this but well am i ever #fic recs #chrysa writes #thanks again <3 #prompt fill #therarestjewel

[deagle]

Somebody pls lend me a marble, its late at night and i‘m turning jask into a goat human hELP

#jaskier #geraskier #dandelion #rittersporn #fanart #witcher #gerakt z rivii #geralt of rivia #geralt von riva #gwynnbledd #julian alfredpankratz #witcher netflix fanart #faun #fawn #fantastic #fantasy #au #faun!jaskier #pan!jaskier #inhuman!jaskier #jaskier fanart #mummenschanz

[alessandrapedrotti]

Beauty and the Beast! Geraskier AU

#geralt #geralt of rivia #jaskier #geralt x jaskier #geraskier #the witcher #gerakt aesthetic #jaskier aesthetic #geraskier au #au #geraskier aesthetics #the witcher aesthetics #my work #ship #love

[roughentumble]

like whatever i get it, but its really funny to me when i read a fic and its tagged geraskier pre-relationship AND ALSO the fic never ever mentions or displays either of them having any feelings other than friendly, or them being inordinately close, and it isnt part of a series or anything, and it's a completely finished work.

like. it really isnt pre-relationship at all. what you've written is called friendship

#the geralt & jaskier tag works perfectly fine afaik you can just use that one love #witcher tag #idk. is this mean? #and yeah gerakt/jaskier is gonna get it to a wider audience. and that audience will be perfectly happy to read them just hanging out #but i just. think about it sometimes

[jask-jaskier-jaskiest]

Ok but Imp!Jaskier with stereotypical devil attributes he has the tail with a little triangle and the little horns. He hides his horns under all types of hats (how does he have so many hats) and keeps his tail in his pants but it sometimes has a mind of its own oops.

He likes to do tricks on people, they’re not mean necessarily but they’re also not nice. He’ll hide people’s thing in impossible places, glue coins on the ground, open the door of chicken coops. He does this to make people frustrated and he thinks it’s hilarious (the people obviously don’t think so).

He’s just so bored you know! His superiors are always like “your not supposed to do this, you’re not supposed to do that blah blah blah, you have to make humans give you their souls so we can torture them for all eternity... Boriiiing!! ”. He wants to go exploring and learn things and do More tricks on people!

He just needs a reason to leave the boring town where he was posted...something he could use..that he could tell his superiors that he was taking seriously....like taking the soul of a Witcher? That could work.

#the witcher #the witcher au #jaskier #geralt #julian alfred pankratz #gerakt of rivia #amd thats how imp jaskier started to travel with geralt

[otaku-tyriq]

Concept

Jaskier proposing to Geralt infront of everyone like this!

#like gerakt takes jaskier to kaer morhen for some reason #jaskier gets drunk and while geralt is talking to his witcher bros jaskier just dances up to him like that #ghost trick #ghosttrick #geraskier #geralt x jaskier #jaskier x geralt #the witcher #the witcher netflix #witcher #geskier #jaskalt #jaskier #geralt of rivia #geralt z rivii #the witcher dandelion #gerlion #the witcher edit #dandelion #dandelion x geralt #geralt x dandelion #yennefer of vengerberg #yennefer z vengerbergu #the witcher geralt #the witcher books #the witcher series #wiedzmin #wiedźmin #the witcher 3 #nintendo

[edwardashley]

me: geralt im begging you...show an emotion....pblease

geralt: HM

me: HIRM??? HARUM??? EHMM?? ....use your words.......

#gerakt somehow manages to walk that line #between being a ToughManTM yet also #giving off extremely puntable vibes #hes just as stupid as i rekember #not even in a fun himbo way #just in a #it doesnt have to be like this ya drama queen #chill out bro

[mysilenceworld]

character moodboard: Geralt z Rivii

#the witcher #the witcher aesthetic #the witcher moodboard #Witcher #geralt z rivii #geralt of rivia #aesthetic #moodboard #geralt aesthetic #geralt moodboard #gerakt of rivra aesthetic #geralt of rivra moodboard #white wolf #white wolf aesthetic #white wolf moodboard #gwynbleidd #butcher of blaviken #assassin of kings #hater of portals #ведьмак #анджей сапковский

[bounce-a-coin-off-your-witcher]

For the knit flowers: Geralt coming back the first time Jaskier naps in one and geralt can't find his little wife. Eskel pointing at the flowers on the mantel and gerakt peeks inside to see his wife sleeping all curled up, his wings like a blanket. So adorable and precious.

That is incredibly soft and I love it so much.

He definitely picks up the flower Jask is napping in and meditates for awhile just holding his tiny little spouse in his hands. Geralt just likes knowing his little wife is close, and Jaskier likes knowing that his Witcher safe. It’s a win-win.

#bounceacoinoffyouranons #knitting witchers #geraskier #fairy!jaskier #the wife discourse