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Lessons in Self Discovery
Fandom: The Witcher
Ships: Geralt xJaskier, Aiden x Lambert
Rating: Mature
Tags: open relationships, spanking, caning, bdsm, kink discovery, no sex
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Geralt watches Jaskier get spanked by Aiden, then Lambert get caned. It makes him realise something about his own desires to submit.
Written for @thewitcherflashfic round 71. I couldn't help myself, I see traditional schoolroom and that's where my mind goes.
Also, it was a lovely opportunity to continue this foursome's dynamic from the last one, Jaskier sandwich.
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eomereadig · 2 months
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Snippet: House-cat
Found this little fic sitting in my drafts since 2021, hope you enjoy it!
Fandom: The Witcher
Pairing: Jaskier/Aiden
Rating: G
Tags: fluff, modern!AU, cuddling, cutagens 
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After padding over to that side of the room, Aiden made a grumpy sound to get Jaskier’s attention and flicked on a lamp. He rubbed his eyes tiredly as Jaskier hissed and shielded his own, evidently not used to even the warm light. His irritation softened immediately when he caught sight of Aiden though, wrapped up and soft as he was, like some kind of giant teddy bear. Jaskier took a deep breath, arched his back, several of the joints popping as he stretched, and smiled kindly albeit tiredly. 
“You sleepy, darling?” His voice was quiet but Aiden heard him over the storm outside well enough. He nodded and pulled the blanket tighter around his shoulders. “You should go to bed then, I’ll join you in a few hours…” ‘He’d already been working for seven,’ Aiden thought. 
He made a grumpy sound and gave Jaskier no time to push him away or protest his next move. He bullied his way onto his boyfriend’s lap, blanket still wrapped around him, planting himself firmly on Jaskier’s thighs. Aiden sat facing the other man so they were chest to chest, allowing him to curl forwards and burrow into Jaskier’s comforting warmth and scent. His head found its way to Jaskier’s neck, resting against his shoulder whether Jaskier wanted it there or not. 
Jaskier laughed softly, Aiden bouncing up and down on his chest a little with the movement. He didn’t try to push him away though, instead leaning back to make Aiden more comfortable and wrapping his arms around him, rubbing his back softly. “I’m working, darling. Like I said, I’ll be free in a couple of hours if you still want cuddles then…” A kiss was pressed to Aiden’s wild hair. 
“You can still work like this.” Aiden mumbled against his skin petulantly. Now that he was finally where he wanted, he wasn’t about to give that up. “Your arms are free…” 
Jaskier snorted, arms going lax. He admitted defeat. With all the work he’d been doing, Jaskier was exhausted and having a sleepy Aiden on his lap seemed to be the best thing in the world. Sure, he wouldn’t be able to type as quickly and might lose the willpower to do so entirely, but with how much he’d already completed, he knew he could afford to slow down a little. Usually, Jaskier was the more stubborn out of the pair but didn’t have the energy to spare this evening. 
“You’re like some kind of lap dog, maybe you were in another life…” He murmured with a smile into Aiden’s hair. At once, Aiden grew back with a theatrical, albeit a little tired, gasp. “I’m offended!” It was well known that Aiden disliked dogs. He’d always been more of a cat person. “I’ll settle for a housecat and nothing less.”
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shy-urban-hobbit · 8 months
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Due to his school being a little more diverse in the contracts it accepts (assassination, theft, etc), you can bet Aiden's going be a pretty passable actor, or at least have some decent improv skills when the occasion calls for it. Jaskier is a bard and a spy - enough said.
So, picture the two of them engaging in a friendly one upmanship of situations they've had to bullshit their way out of while Lambert and Geralt just sit listening in mute horror and strongly considering child harnesses for their SO's because 'fucking hell, how are these two actually still alive??!!?'
Geralt: I'm never letting you out of my sight again.
Jaskier: I know Love. Finish your porridge.
Lambert: Wait, that was when....where the fuck was I during all this?
Aiden: I snuck out when you were occupied at the Inn. We weren't even fucking at that point and you looked like you were getting somewhere with that Skellige bloke, I didn't want to interrupt. Besides, it should have been just a quick in and out.
Jaskier: Is that what Lambert said to the Skellige bloke?
*Lambert starts spluttering and choking around his mouthful of small ale while Aiden just about falls out of his seat he's laughing so hard.*
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thedemonofcat · 2 months
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To put it nicely, It’s widely known that the Pankratz family are very open about who they love. To put it bluntly, they're a family of slut’s
Soon, it’s discovered that every member of Kear Morhen has, at one point been in a relationship with a Pankratz.
Vessimir was in one with Jaskier's Grandmother, apparently even when Jaskier’s father was born. They're looking into that.
Eskel had a minor fling with Jaskier's sister one summer.
Lamber and Aiden were in a threesome with one of Jaskier's uncles
Coen at a one-night stand with Jaskier's brother
Not even Yennefer, who had a brief encounter with Jaskier's cousin.
Currently, Ciri has not been at any meeting with the Pankratz family. Which is probably a good thing since her Jaskier happens to be a distant cousins.
And there, Geralt and Jaskier
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0dde11eth · 1 year
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Aiden: ooh look! Lambert sent me a love letter ❤️🥺
Aiden: *reading outloud* "Aiden. Your testicles are like two glistening Cadbury eggs. And Daddy has a sweet tooth"
Everyone at the dinner table: "STOP READING IT OUT LOUD"
Jaskier: aww he misses you
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Ah yes. My children!
Eskel, Jaskier, Aiden, and
*checks smeared notes on hand*
Gerald and Leonard
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@0dde11eth
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lovelyscot · 1 year
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Folios->signatures -> bookblocks. Now time to trim the fore edges.
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Prompt 13
How was Jaskier supposed to know that the lovely woman he spent the night with had a husband? Let alone a husband in a big scary poacher gang? So Jaskier is hauling ass through the forest, only to get his leg caught in a beartrap. He faceplants (very daintily, prettily, and most certainly not with an embarrassing wail, thank you very much) and begins sobbing with the pain. Not to mention his cheap lute breaking into splinters. Great. Just great. What a LOVELY day he's having! A pure white werewolf with bright golden eyes suddenly prowls out of the bushes, growling at him, and Jaskier decides that today really is his worst day. No matter how majestic the beast is, this is cearly the end of Jaskier the bard. He sobs and begs to live, apologizing profusely, and the last thing he sees is the monstrous snout getting closer. Geralt, the werewolf, is stalking for food for his pack, only to come across one of those humans in their own traps. Except... This human isn't one of them. He's wearing brightly colored delicate clothing, and wasn't familiar with where their traps were. It's an innocent human. One that smells very nice, under all the stench of blood and fear. Wolf!Geralt creeps closer, and pries open the trap, intending on releasing the human back into the wild, but it just kind of stares at him in horror before passing out. Hm. Well, it appears it needs more care than he initially thought. So imagine the other witcher's surprise when he doesn't bring food back to the pack, but instead brings a human to patch up. The moon dips out of the sky, they all turn back into their witcher-human forms, and now they're all SCRAMBLING over what they're meant to do!? HOW DO YOU CARE FOR A HUMAN AGAIN??? FUCK- I DON'T KNOW! Geralt stop petting him, he doesn't like that, he's human, not a wolf! What do you mean he likes it? Oh shit- EVERYONE QUICK PET HIM! No wait- He doesn't like it any more- One at a time pet him! And uh- Fuck- What do normal people eat!?
♡!Optional addons!♡ • (ORIGINALLY A TAG) Is Aiden a werecat or also a werewolf? And if he is a werewolf (and/or a werecat I suppose), perhaps he's from a rival pack (against his will) and needs to be rescued by Lambert as a sideplot • Maybe the poachers find poor trapped Jaskier and Geralt has to fight them off first, or perhaps they come back later, intent on killing the White Wolf • Perhaps Geralt turns Jaskier into a werewolf (Either with his consent or without his consent ONLY if he has to do it to save his life, we don't fuck with forced bonds here, people)
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spielzeugkaiser · 2 years
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[MASTERPOST]
They have a talk! Lambert knows something is up by now, since the calls and text messages from Jaskier get rarer and rarer - and most of the time it's Geralt who writes back; but he probably thinks Jaskier is having a hard time with mental health.
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geraskierficrecs · 4 months
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An Offer You Can't Refuse Update!
New year, new chapter.
Teaser:
Beside Lambert, Aiden’s eyes continued to scan the flickering darkness around them for any sign of attackers.  His mate was clearly trying to find a way to protect his pack and remove any chance of Jaskier being taken away by anything else.  The two brothers remained always within touching distance even as Jaskier attempted to carry Geralt towards the garage.
The alpha’s body was still covered with the stench of blood and silver, but Lambert had enough experience to know he would survive whatever wounds he’d gained during his fight with Emhyr.  He waited until the closest wolves began to speak among themselves before leaning closer to Jaskier.
“Emhyr?” he asked in a low voice.
The other wolf looked back with a gleam of triumph in his eyes.  “Dead.”
“Good.”
In the end, that was all that mattered tonight.
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slumberingcorpse · 1 year
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Leave it to the rainy season to remind Jaskier about Geralt's “witcher habits”. The first time it happened, Jaskier was stunned when it happened. He didn’t know what to say and Geralt just acted like it was normal. Like it was nothing.
What happened exactly? After being in the rain, Geralt shook himself dry like a dog, or in this case, a wolf. At first, you may think such a habit would be adorable. Jaskier thought so too until he was splashed with water in the face. He quickly learned to avoid the splash zone and keep towels on hand.
It wasn’t until Jaskier visited Kear Morhen did he learn that the habit wasn’t a witcher thing but a wolf thing. He watched as Lambert shake off the wet snow off his body only for Aiden to annoyingly grumble as he towels himself off. Cöen would just roll his eyes and back away from the wolves.
Only the wolves seem to be oblivious to their odd habit and would give confused looks every time they saw someone staring or drying themselves with a towel instead. After all, isn’t it faster to just shake it off? Jaskier says, no, while tossing every wolf a towel to dry off like a normal human being.
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mothpiercings · 2 years
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eskel: so, are you in love with aiden?
lambert, mockingly: so, are you in love with aiden?
eskel:
lambert:
eskel: so, are you?
lambert: yeah
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shy-urban-hobbit · 4 months
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"Whatcha doing, bard?"
Jaskier startled slightly when Aiden plopped down beside him next to the fire, eyes bright with the beginnings of drunkenness as he offered the wine he was holding. Jaskier took a swig straight from the bottle, choking a little in surprise. After the roughness of the various homebrews and the wines that had been aging in the cellar for possible decades it was sweeter than he expected. Definitely Southern.
"Just thinking. You?"
The Cat let out a dramatic sigh, leaning against Jaskier, "Lambert's ignoring me and it's making me sad."
"Oh, come on. I'm sure he's not."
"Oh?" Aiden cocked an eyebrow before taking a deep inhale, "Hey, Lambert!" He called over to where Lambert was deep in conversation with his brothers (and had been all night). "I'm not wearing any underthings and I fingered myself stupid while thinking of you earlier!"
"Yeah, that's fine Kitten." Lambert answered with a dismissive wave of his hand without even looking over as if Aiden had just told him that he was going to go grab more booze.
Aiden smirked at Jaskier as if to say 'see?', "And from the look on your face you know exactly what I'm talking about, no?"
Now it was Jaskier's turn to fill his lungs, "Oh Geralt!" He singsonged, "I just spilled sweet dessert wine all over my naked body. Want to help me get cleaned up? I'm so sticky and messy!"
Geralt gave one of his classic, non-committal grunts in response.
"Oh, sweet Gods." Jaskier took another angry mouthful before thrusting the bottle into Aiden's chest, ignoring the Witchers chuckle, "I understand he wants to spend time with his brothers but we haven't had any alone time for two weeks! He's either involved in some group activity or we're both too tired after training or chores."
"Hmm."'Aiden hummed in agreement, taking a deep swallow of the wine, "As much as I like Geralt and Eskel and how close they all are, there's certain activities I don't want them involved in." His expression turned devilish, "Want to do something about it?"
"...I'm listening."
Aiden crooked his finger in a beckoning gesture, prompting Jaskier to lean in closer so he could whisper in his ear as if the other Witchers in the room were actually paying attention to them.
"Fucking Hell!"
When he'd decided to call it a night and join Aiden in bed, the last thing Lambert had been expecting was to stumble on his Cat and Geralt's bard locked in a heated kiss at the top of the stairs, Jaskier's hands leisurely roaming over Aiden's back, whimpering when the Witcher moved his attentions from the bard's mouth to his throat. It was only when Geralt's telltale growl reached his ears he lifted his head, languidly turning to look at the two unsuspecting voyuers. Both Wolves looked an entertaining combination of aroused and annoyed. Mostly aroused.
Aiden purred internally. Perfect.
"Well, this is what happens when you forget about us." He said with an exaggerated pout, which Jaskier matched as he wrapped his arms around Aiden's neck, attempting to give Geralt his most pathetic look.
"I've never felt so neglected in my life." He whined, something Geralt knew definitely wasn't true but he decided to play along once he realised neither Jaskier or Aiden smelt even vaguely of arousal, despite their previous position.
"Oh, don't worry Lark." He growled as he stalked forwards, Aiden having the forethought to hurriedly disentangle himself, "I'm about to make sure you're very well taken care of."
Jaskier gave a yelp of surprise which turned into a laugh as Geralt threw him over his shoulder before stalking away towards his room. Jaskier grinned widely as he threw a salute to Aiden before they disappeared around the corner.
Before he realised what was happening, he found himself in Jaskier's previous position. Boxed in against the stone wall with Lambert's chest pressed against his, "That was your idea, wasn't it?"
It wasn't really a question and it was pointless to try and lie, "Yes." Aiden said, meeting Lambert's gaze, gasping in surprise when the Wolf ducked his head and started nuzzling at his neck.
"And you honestly feel the same?"
"...Yes."
Lambert let out a rumble, the meaning of which Aiden couldn't quite discern as he nipped at Aiden's pulse.
"So." Aiden prompted, squirming a little, "You going to make it up to me, or punish me?"
"Depends. How serious were you being about the no underthings?"
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thedemonofcat · 3 months
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Contrary to common belief, Jaskier excels as a spy due to his natural affinity for gossip.
When Geralt began inviting him to winter at Kaer Morhen, Jaskier initially underestimated how tedious it would be. To alleviate his boredom, he employs his spying abilities on those around him and later shares his findings with Geralt, revealing details Geralt may have preferred not to know about their fellow wintering companions at Kaer Morhen.
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0dde11eth · 7 months
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Jaskier getting giddy about Lambert and Aiden finally getting together and of course asking them all sorts of questions.
Jaskier: Which of you guys. Wait hold on. Where's eskel? Hes not here? Ok good. Which one of you guys Ice the cupcake?
Lambert: You couldn't say that in front of him?
Jaskier: He'd want a cupcake
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Best and Worst Days of the Kaer Morons
Part 1: Papa Vesemir
Worst:
The day Kaer Morhen was attacked
See Lambert’s Best Days #5
1st time he brought a boy to the mages for their trials
The day he realized he’s loosing old memories (he is very old) and can’t remember the names and/or faces of the dead
1st time one of the boys he trained didn’t come home from the path
Best:
1st time he got Geralt to laugh after finding him in the woods
The day he taught Eskel to bake a cake
The day Lambert brought Aiden home for the winter
The day Geralt brought Jaskier home for the winter
The 1st time Ciri hugged him.
@0dde11eth
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