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[inennui]

Merman Jaskier ~♬

#Merjaskier #witcher #geralt #jaskier #geralt of rivia #merjask #geraskier #probably tbh #my art #witcher netflix #fanart #inennui #are they in a swamp? #I think they're in a swamp

[silvipeppers]

ALAS IT IS CHRISTMAS!! and I can finally post my @thewitchersecretsanta gift for @inennui ~ hope you enjoy and have safe holidays <3

#the witcher #geraskier #yenralt #yenskier #geralt of rivia #yennefer of vengerberg #cirilla of cintra #jaskier #just jaskier lol #art #geraskefer

[geraskierbigbang]

A huge thank you and congratulations to everyone who participated in the 2021 Geraskier Big Bang! We’re so excited to see all the wonderful collaborations that came out of it. 

You can check out the AO3 collection for this year’s collection here! We’ve also put together a searchable spreadsheet and have aggregated a list of all the works for this year under the cut. 

me lámh le do lámh by @asweetprologue (author), @herostag (artist), and @silvertonguelover | Rated M | 31,502 words

Can't Promise You Fair Sky Above by @underwaterattribute (author) and @pinkaxolotl85 (artist) | Rated T | 20,782 words

you will love again by @cap-sweet-and-salty-sadness (author) and @cassandrasdreamworld (artist) | Rated E | 32,000 words

Toss a Coin to Your Hitman by @vestigialstell (author) and @cass_caelis (artist) | Rated E | 16,000 words

Salt and Ash, Iron and Bone by @ghostinthelibrary (author) and @omaano (artist) | Rated E | 45,000 words

Danylion Designs by @iboughtaplant (author) and @reckmore (artist) | Rated M | 20,476 words

The Perils of a Good Time by @tsukiwolf42 (author) and @midnightmagpies (artist) | Rated M | 50,000 words

Hot Coffee by @sunalso (author) and @linx1457 (artist) | Rated E | 27,060 words

Stars, I Have Seen Them Fall by @hum-my-name (author) and @madness-to-my-method (artist) | Rated M | 40,500 words

It Doesn't Break But It Bends by @drowningbydegrees (author) and @inennui (artist) | Rated E | 17,520 words

It's a Hungry World by @kueble (author) and @linx1457 (artist) | Rated E | 25,000 words

The drug, the dark, the light, the flame @longing-and-heartache-and-lust (author) and @Gensyzart (artist) | Rated E | 81,000 words

No Kings Among Wolves by @saltytransidiot (author),@punchsomeoneforme-willyou (artist), and @midnightmagpies (artist) | Rated M | 32,320

and when the morning comes by @greyduckgreygoose (author), @linx1457 (artist), and @drawingsober (artist) | Rated E | 21,070 words

we're soaking up the hours that everyone else throws away by @marvelousmaize (author) and @maximproving (artist) | Rated E | 17,500 words

See No Evil by @midnightmagpies (author) and @linx1457 (artist) | Rated E | 29,630 words What You Didn't Know You Wanted by @octinary (author) and @maximproving (artist) | Rated E | 38,837 words

resist death, make trouble by @partialresonance (author) and @firefly-party (artist) | Rated M | 28,754 words

these restless feet by @alittlebitmaybe (author) and @midnightmagpies (artist) | Rated E | 62,000 words

The Fairest of Them All by @TheArtistFormerlyKnownAsG (author) and @silvertonguelover (artist) | Rated E | 46,256 words

Greenfinch and Linnet Bird by @kell-be-belle (author) and @dat-carovieh (artist) | Rated M | 34,000 words

The Inescepable March by @oxbridge-quality-fanfiction-co (author), @moadlc (artist), and @herostag (artist) | Rated M | 25,960 words

Tale as Old as Time by @goodheavensgwen (author), @thetinymm (artist), and @linx1457 (artist) | Rated E | 25,552 words

mostly we don't want to harm each other by @jew-flexive (author) and @breannaneo (artist) | Rated T | 16,275 words

all was taken away from you (even existence) by @not-my-circus (author) and @hekatos-mist (artist) | Rated M | 44,000 words

i knew you would forget by @acemoppet (author) and @moadlc (artist) | Rated M | 15,113 words

Questionable Priorities by @the-spinning-jenny (author) and @punchsomeoneforme-willyou (artist) | Rated E | 15,000 words

Again? Better! by @kittynannygaming (author) and @midnightmagpies (artist) | Rated M | 15,000 words

#geraskierbigbang #geraskierbb2021 #geraskier #geralt x jaskier #the witcher

[peaktotheocean]

wear your heart on your sleeve

Geralt has never seen Jaskier’s heart. For someone who used to treat his love affairs so casually, the bard kept his heart, well— close to his chest.

[An AU where all hearts are kept outside the body, Witcher hearts are taken during the trials, and Jaskier tries to convince Geralt that he doesn't need a heart in order to love]

fight scene inspired by this drawing by @inennui

Once in a blue moon, Geralt would see the necklace peeking out from Jaskier’s undone doublet. Nestled behind a worn chemise and among his chest hair, Geralt knew there was a mid-range heart container, small and swinging as the bard walked alongside him.

It wasn’t as elaborate as some of the ones Geralt had seen on other bards or people of noble birth. No decorated glass or viewing windows with a proud heart peeking through.

Jaskier’s heart necklace was, unlike so many aspects of the bard, private. The metal was solid and painted a lovely blue. It covered the entirety of the contraption like a steel purse as opposed to a proud showcase of clear panels for viewing one’s heart. It was simple, unlike the rest of the items with which Jaskier adorned his body.

As much as Geralt wanted to see Jaskier’s heart, there was a part of him that liked that the heart was hidden from him the majority of the time. It let Geralt pretend that Jaskier was like him— heartless and roaming the Continent until he couldn’t anymore.

Legends said that the mutagens deadened the Witchers’ abilities to feel but it was the mages, their trainers, who were the ones who ripped the hearts away from children that caused that unforgivable side effect.

After all, the perfect monster hunters were ones who were not burdened by their hearts.

Geralt wondered what his heart necklace had looked like before it had been ceremoniously torn from around his neck. Even when he concentrated, he couldn’t see his necklace. Sometimes he could feel it though.

He had been clutching it before they came for him. The metal digging into his skin as the whites of his knuckles began to shake. Little Eskel beside him, crying, curled around his own necklace as though he was trying to memorize every part of it.

Geralt remembered how cold he had felt when he had watched his heart being taken away from him but only because it was the same frost that his entire body experienced every day since. The warmth rarely came back. Not fully.

Sometimes though, late at night, with his bard snug against the front of his chest, Geralt imagined what heart warmth felt like. Jaskier was that warmth for Geralt, as selfish as it was. His kisses, his gentle touches. Geralt thought perhaps his traveling companion was magic but it became clear that the magic was just Jaskier.

Jaskier, the bard who was currently standing back-to-back with Geralt as the pair of vyppers circled them.

"Geralt," he breathed, his fingers nervously digging into the back of Geralt's thighs.

"Down!" Geralt hissed, turning to cover Jaskier's body with his own as he forced an Quen into the air above them. He prayed it would knock at least one of them out.

Before the reptiles could shake off their shock, Geralt let the shield drop and swung his sword sideways into one of them. He left it in there, not bothering to pull it free. Instead, he grabbed his second sword and went for the other lizard, thankfully still stunned from the Quen.

He finished the creature off, this time making sure to take his sword back with him. Jaskier was still huddled on the ground. Geralt stepped back between him and the first lizard. His sword was still sticking out of it.

It took one well-placed swing so his sword did not strike its pair but in the end, Geralt let them both drop, needing to check on his bard.

Jaskier was where Geralt left him, breathing hard, disheveled and clutching at his own clothes just out of a need to hold something. His heart necklace was swaying below him, no longer tucked safely behind his shirt.

Not only that, but it was open.

And empty.

"Jaskier," Geralt choked out, feeling a panic come over him. The adrenaline from the fight wound itself up again and Geralt paused in moving forward only so he could examine the ground, making sure there were no hearts for him to step on. "Your heart, Jaskier. I--"

"Geralt, please!" Jaskier did not appear to have the same reservations when it came to watching the ground for his heart. He stumbled over to Geralt, letting the Witcher hold him. "I'm fine, Geralt. I'm safe."

"Your heart," Geralt repeated, nearly a sob. The necklace was closer to him now and he could see the broken clasp. The empty case hung from Jaskier's neck, swinging back and forth and Geralt was mesmerized by it.

“I’m fine, love. Geralt, look at me, please.” Jaskier held Geralt's face between his hands, gently forcing his Witcher to make eye contact with him. "It's been empty for decades."

“Jaskier?" Geralt asked, confused. He tilted his head even in Jaskier's hold and looked down at the empty necklace.

“I have not carried my heart in a long time. Since before I met you," Jaskier told him quietly.

“Did you...did you give your heart away?” Geralt asked before he lost his nerve, even though he was terrified of the answer.

He had heard of humans doing this before. Exchanging hearts. It wasn’t so common but it was, so he understood, the ultimate form of love. To think that Jaskier had that love with another person well— Geralt stopped himself from going down that path.

He blinked. Even if that had been the case, Jaskier still would be carrying a heart, if not his own. He looked down again. The case was still empty. No heart.

Geralt watched as Jaskier closed it, carefully slotting the loose clasp back into place and latching it. He tucked it back under his shirt and took Geralt's hand, placing it over the bump where it rested on his chest.

With Geralt so close to him, Jaskier gently cradled his Witcher's face again. He brought him forward for a kiss and Geralt could feel himself calming down. His bard was safe. They were both unharmed.

“A long time ago, my heart was stolen out of greed and malice. I miss it dearly but I do not need it to love. But you know that, don't you, darling?” Jaskier's expression was kind and understanding as he waited for Geralt to digest the new information.

He guided Geralt to the ground, into the middle of the circle that his Witcher's Quen had left. "Truthfully, I worry if I ever see my heart again that it will not know me. Though I know it is a silly thought but that is just how long it has been." He kissed Geralt again before repeating his earlier words like a mantra. "I do not need that heart in order to love."  

“You don’t." Geralt wasn't asking a question but sometimes Witchers declared things in the hopes that someone would confirm their thoughts.

“What do you think?” Jaskier asked softly, squeezing Geralt’s bicep. Geralt closed his eyes and just like he did before he slept each night, he felt Jaskier around him. His warm smell: determination, love, lust, brightness. Solid and in front of him.

He opened his eyes, slowly registering what Jaskier had said. “Stolen?”

Jaskier hummed and stroked Geralt's arm in a hopes to calm him pre-emptively. “You remember my wish?”

“Valdo,” Geralt growled.

“He was so ashamed by his actions that they haunt him to this day. This, I know to be true.” Jaskier shrugged heavily, as though the weight of his empty heart necklace was instead full. “Doesn’t mean I still don’t feel a little vindictive.”

“It’s gone?” Geralt asked brokenly.

“Perhaps.” Jaskier shrugged again but this time he let himself lean into Geralt so that they were holding one another.

There was a selfish part of Geralt that had eventually wanted to hold Jaskier’s heart. Cup it in his hands and promise to protect it.

“But I am here,” Jaskier reminded him gently.

“You are here,” Geralt repeated back to him. He could hold Jaskier in his arms, promise to protect him. That he could do.

So he did.

Jaskier graciously let himself be manhandling into a worried Witcher's lap, two large arms around his waist, as though they were in a romantic setting and not a swamp surrounded by her large and dead lizards. Jaskier would not have it any other way.

He kissed Geralt again, as though he was trying to pour all the love he had into a single liplock. Well, perhaps three or four. He pulled away and stroked Geralt's hair.

“I’m sorry, love. I didn’t mean for it to be such a shock to you.”

Geralt shook his head and Jaskier waited for him to gather his words.

It took longer than normal, a few coaxing, desperate kisses later and Geralt straightened his spine as though he was ready. It didn't last.

“They...took mine,” Geralt choked out. "All of ours." He looked away, ashamed. Jaskier went to gently turn his chin back towards him but Geralt instead tucked his face in Jaskier’s neck.

"I'm so sorry that they did that to you, love. If I--" Jaskier cut himself off in favorite of running his fingers through Geralt's hair some more. His Witcher did not need violent platitudes. While Jaskier's ghost was alive and well and living in Cidaris, Geralt's had long passed on.

“You can love without a heart," Jaskier repeated.

“You can love without a heart.” Again, it wasn’t entirely a question but Geralt took another long moment to think of how Jaskier’s love felt to him. His music, his kisses, his early morning caresses, his kindness when it came to thinking of others— of Geralt.

“Of course,” Jaskier insisted, feeling as though he was holding Geralt together just by his sheer force of will. “Just like you can love more than one person in general. A single person might hold the heart of another and cheat on them, right? People in a relationship with more than two person can love them equally. And then there are the different kinds of love. A mother does not break up her heart to split it amongst her children except in the most oldest of fairytales.”

“It is...taboo,” Geralt said carefully.

Jaskier judged Geralt’s stance and found himself scooting even impossibly close on the Witcher's lap. “Sometimes. But a lots of things are taboo and yet. Geralt, Witchers know better than most that this Continent has had a long history. Everyone is fallible. People have lost or broken their hearts for centuries. Now they either hide it or be ridiculed. The only difference with you is that Witchers don’t have the luxury of hiding because everyone was told your stories.”

“Hmm.”

“Geralt, look at me. I love you, do I not?” Jaskier held his breath. He had told Geralt, many times. But Geralt knowing it was a different matter.

“You...smell of love. And many things that are...like love. Determination.”

Jaskier laughed. “What is love if not that determination? The will to be with someone and make their days better. And I know that you love me.”

He said it with such confidence. Geralt didn’t think to deny it. If what senses he was overwhelmed with whenever he looked at Jaskier were not love, then he knew not what they could be.

“You can get people to toss coins at me. But you’ll never convince them that I love."

“What if I tell them about me then?" Jaskier hummed, teasing him. "The Heartless Bard.”

“No!" Geralt looked horrified and his arms tightened around Jaskier, almost painfully “They’d— no, Jaskier. They’d destroy you.”

“They’re destroying you. And your siblings. For centuries,” Jaskier responded, heat in his voice and temper rising.

“Isn’t this enough?” Geralt asked. “You and I?”

"Isn't it?" Jaskier raised an eyebrow and Geralt knew he had been caught.

"Cheat," he murmured. But still, Jaskier relaxed back into his arms, still grumbling all the while. “I want more for you.”

“I want you.”

Geralt knew that now. Even without their hearts, he wanted Jaskier, safe and whole and with him.

#the witcher #the witcher fic #jaskier x geralt #geralt x jaskier #geraskier #this is my fic tag

[handwrittenhello]

witcher BNF au

created with @cassandrasdreamworld, @ebbilayart, @inennui,@kairennart, @queerfantasycharacter, @acemoppet

jaskier is a force of complete chaos. he'll post a 50k chapter and then disappear for ages. he has a thousand WIPs going at once, all of them just the fluffiest, most tropey fics known to man--coffeeshop, flowershop, roommates, you name it

yennefer is the most organized writer ever--detailed outlines, a strict update schedule, perfectly even chapter lengths. queen of angst and meticulously researched fics with FANTASTIC worldbuilding and sociopolitical relations

in their fandom, jaskier ships the knight x the bard (because sometimes he fancies himself as a kind of modern day bard)

but yennefer ships the knight x the sorceress because OBVIOUSLY they're meant to be together, just look at them. power couple

and they HATE each other, it's a full-on blood feud, but for some reason they just refuse to block each other

it's just this:

and then one day they both sign up for a fandom fest and lo and behold, they get matched together

it's their own real life enemies to lovers AU

#the witcher #witcher au #witcher memes #jaskier #yennefer

[im-fairly-whitty]

Linework by @inennui and coloring by me, two angsty boys who need to Learn To Communicate Their Feelings Clearly.

#geralt #jaskier #geraskier #in love with this slick linework #especially the strong anatomy #thanks so much for making this availible to color! #coloring other people’s stuff is always a treat for me #wit art #art collab

[so--many-fandoms]

So I finished coloring @inennui ‘s wonderful line art. I might go back and change some of it later but I feel pretty good about having completed this version for now.

I’m not sure how I feel about the background, it was fun to make but it doesn’t quite look right to me; I’ll probably post new versions as soon as I can think of a better background idea (if anyone has any suggestions/tips I’d be very grateful)

#geraskifer #geraskier #yenskier #yenneralt #geralt of rivia #geralt #the witcher #jaskier #yennefer #yennefer of vengerberg #the witcher gender swap #the witcher netflix #gender swap #female!geralt #female!jaskier #male!yennefer #my art

[inennui]

My gift for @hobbart-art​ for @thewitchersecretsanta​ If you don’t know Hobbart then definitely check them out! Their art is fantastic! (●´∀｀●) ♡ Free the nipple on Twitter and Insta ( ♥ ワ ♥ )ノʸᵉᵃʰᵎ

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[drowningbydegrees]

It Doesn't Break But It Bends

The first half of my collaboration with @inennui for this year's @geraskierbigbang is up! I've wanted an excuse to write a time loop fic approximately forever, so...

Jaskier opens his eyes to the dawning sky awash in brilliant shades of red. It’s a terrible and lovely beginning to the day. Later, Jaskier will wonder if this was a harbinger of the disaster awaiting them, but this morning the bard still believes the only poetry to it all is the tale he’ll inevitably spin their surroundings into. This morning, he takes in Geralt’s familiar silhouette, the witcher bathed in shadow against a violent sort of sunrise, and wishes for a moment that he’d perhaps learned to tell stories with an easel instead of a lute. It’s right there, shouting at them to turn back while they still can. Only Geralt has never once met a superstition he believed in the slightest, and Jaskier is too blinded by the beauty of it to recognize the warning.

Read on AO3

The last half will be up tomorrow. <3

#geraskier #geraskier fic #geralt #jaskier #the witcher #geraskierbigbang #my fic #I'm so proud of how this is turning out #But while it ends happily this is not a fluffy story #so mind the tags

[geraskierreversebang]

Title: Something To Hold Onto

Author: @drowningbydegrees

Artist: @inennui

Pairing: Geralt/Jaskier

Rated: Mature

Lenght: 11,146 words

Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Protective Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Canon-Typical Violence, Mystery, emotional compulsion, injury tending, cuddling, happy ending.

Warnings: N/A

Summary:

“Is it some kind of prank, do you think?” Jaskier asks, squinting at the noticeboard.

It’s littered with contracts, each more peculiar than the last. Missing people, haunted houses, someone convinced his sister is possessed because she’s acting strangely. The last is vague, giving no indication of what “strangely” even means. It would be weird for a sizable city like Novigrad, but it’s completely nonsensical in a village as small as Hillcrest, which is barely large enough to support an inn. The notices are all quite new, so normally Geralt would be tempted to write it off as someone being a menace. But the writing is different, the paper is different, all of it is different enough that it’s probably not one person.

As it turns out, there is no prank, leaving Geralt to try to fix things before whatever is wrong with Hillcrest consumes them all.

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#GRB2020 #geraskier reverse bang #geraskier art #geraskier fic #masterpost