#magical jaskier

[thedemonofcat]

A rare magical ability that Jaskier has (probably associated with his singing). But Jaskier is the last person to realize that he has such a talent. The perception that Jaskier has been conditioned to have from a very young age has been that he is nothing special.

Slowly, others realize that the magical thing they've seen is because of Jaskier, and when they try to explain it to him, he thinks they're jokes.

Geralt learns about Jaskier's magical ability after some time has passed after the events of the deathless mother have taken place. As he tries to explain, Jaskier believes Geralt is just making fun of him so the others (who Jaskier believes are the special ones) can have a laugh at Jaskier's expense.

#the witcher netflix #joey batey #jaskier the witcher #geralt of rivia #the witcher #henry cavill #the witcher jaskier #geralt x jaskier #fic ideas #headcanon #geraskier #jaskier #gerskier #cirilla fiona elen riannon #anya cholatra #freya allan #magical jaskier

[geraskierficrecs]

Magical Jaskier Fic Recs:

a smile made for war by andrewminyards

You are destruction, Jaskier’s mentor tells him. Death and destruction thrum in Jaskier’s core of chaos, his magic bringing nothing but annihilation, and Jaskier hates it.

But music is not destruction. Music is creation, and it sings in Jaskier’s veins. There is nothing quite like the rush of joy and energy whenever music flows through him, and he forgets about the destruction that his chaos is capable of as music fills his soul.

After decades of being a sorcerer, Jaskier finds himself in music, and for the first time, his magic brings life.

we dance around a ring and suppose by bilboakenshield27

“He twirled between tables, voice rising and falling, glancing surreptitiously around for an escape route. There was a small door behind the dais and the main entrance through which the queen had entered—both manned by four guards. Jaskier mentally calculated the blows to his dignity if he just booked it through the main door mid-song."

-or-

Jaskier is an empath.

Lightning in a Bottle by stars_and_selkies

Jaskier has made plenty of mistakes in his long life. Most of which include sleeping with married women, admittedly, but one of the worst mistakes he has ever made was following Geralt of Rivia like a lost puppy. The worst mistake he's ever made in over 80 years of living... and the best.

Flowers Can’t Grow on Stone Floors by a_static_world

Julian Alfred Pankratz was born a happy, healthy baby, one misty November morning in the small duchy of Lettenhove. Strangely, the boy hadn’t cried once; he’d seemingly been born content, blinking blearily at the outside world like an old man who’d lost his spectacles and wasn’t quite sure whether he'd seen his grandchildren or an oddly-shaped boulder. By the time Julian turned two, his earlier silence had been all but forgotten.

Destiny Denied by hyrulehearts1123, sageclover61

Stregobor created Witchers to be the perfect monster hunters, but they rose up against their creators and were not loyal to them. And so in revenge, Stregobor kidnapped one Witcher’s child of surprise, a young Julian Alfred Pankretz de Lettenhove. And yet, because of one small medallion that spoke to him, Jaskier’s loyalties were not to Stregobor, but to the Witchers who tried to raise him despite the distance.

You’re Everything (I Just Didn’t Know) by ScentedBooks

Jaskier gets gravely injured and his magic isn't helping, Geralt refuses to let him die.

#geraskier #angst #geraltxjaskier #hurt/comfort #geralt x jaskier #hurt jaskier #hurt geralt #angst with a happy ending #feral jaskier #badass jaskier #the witcher #geralt/jaskier #mage Jaskier #magical Jaskier #fic recs #fic list

[yaddam333]

Jaskier and Merlin have the same vibes (sassy, gay, pining and secretly magical)

#merlin #jaskier #the witcher #rbs>likes pls #creature jaskier #magical jaskier

[entropic-saudade]

WIP Wednesday!

Thanks to @dapandapod for the tag!

Rules: post a snippet of whatever you’re currently working on, no more than 300 words, and tag five other writers.

Excerpt: (NSFW)

Jaskier always tried to look Geralt in the face when they made love, wanting to see his gorgeous eyes and facial expressions, but there was always a point where he couldn’t help but throw his head back and close his eyes as he got lost in the ecstasy of the moment.

He felt himself reaching that point as Geralt inserted a few fingers in addition to his cock. He let out a high-pitched gasp as Geralt curled against him from inside. He lets himself close his eyes, his head flopping back, heat pulling tight in his abdomen when Geralt hits just the right spot and draws out an extended moan.

For a brief moment, he feels like he’s flying, before everything gets lost in a white haze.

He relaxes, sighing and panting, about to look to see the blissed-out look reflected in Geralt’s face when he feels Geralt’s unoccupied hand cover his eyes.

“Jaskier, hold on.” There’s something strange in Geralt’s voice. Is it… nervousness? What on earth.

“Geralt I can’t see,” he laughs, trying to move his head out of Geralt’s grasp but Geralt’s fingers just follow, a warm hand keeping his lids shut. “Geralt.”

“I’ll remove my hand in just a moment, but I need you to take a breath and remain calm before I do so,” he orders gently. Jaskier places the voice as the one he uses when he’s trying to settle Roach during a bad storm or when he’s negotiating with someone.

Jaskier takes a breath but Geralt’s tone and request just stir up more confusion and definitely do not keep him calm. It’s kind of ruining the post-orgasm haze if he’s honest. “Okay, I’m calm?” he lies, bewildered.

Geralt’s hand is removed, revealing Geralt’s sweaty, pleading, surprised face, and —

Oh, what the fuck.

***

This excerpt is from “As it Rises in the Morn’,”an upcoming next installment of my Lullabies and other magic series, aka Anyway Here’s Wonderwall: the magical (but no less musical) Jaskier series. No publishing date established, as I have a lot of other projects I’m working on rn, but I have several installments planned for this series that I’m so excited for!

Series link if you’re interested:

Tagging: @flawney @nikosaurushex @ptork66 @echo-bleu @kingthunder and anyone who comes across this and wants to join :)

Sorry if I tagged someone who was already tagged, this tumblr is relatively new & I’m not as plugged in here as I am on Twitter & Discord.

#wip wednesday #current wip #geraskier #lullabies and other magic #magical Jaskier #cliffhanger #Ao3 #pwp #but the plot comes later #jaskier #geralt x jaskier #Geralt #smut

[spielzeugkaiser]

Someone beat me to OnlyFans, so you can ignore that prompt lol. How about a throwback to fae!Jaskier? Maybe give him a holly crown?

An oldie but goldie! They are married in that 'verse, soooo... Accidental proposing through magic and flowers? Yesss

#Jaskiers magic said: this man is now your home and he has winter vibes #30 minutes christmas prompts #fae!jaskier #geralt #jaskier #the witcher #thank you for the prompt <3 #gosh I still love fae!Jaskier I should draw him more

[patroclusdefencesquad]

no more keeping jaskier in the same outfit all season. let him mysteriously turn up in a new outfit that he should Not have and geralt be like "where the Fuck did you get that?!" and there's just a flash back to jaskier nicking a shirt off a washing line

#ciri : where the Fuck did you get a PURPLE shirt in this shithole town?? #jaskier : *flashback to begging yennefer to magically dye it for him* #the witcher #jaskier #geralt of rivia

[flowercrown-bard]

Geralt stared at the nervously chattering guy, unblinking. 

He was an idiot. 

A brightly dressed idiot who had driven to the wild life rescue centre in the middle of the night, close to tears because he had found an injured animal on his way to a party. 

"Can you save him?"

"Her," Geralt said automatically and took the small fluttering thing from the man. Oh, hadn't he mentioned? The guy was an idiot, who had stopped his car to help an endangered and dangerous species. 

The guy was an idiot. 

Geralt already felt his heart fluttering like the griffin's wings. 

#Modern with magic au #Drabble #Geraskier #Geralt #Jaskier #Witcher #Ficlet #My writing

[whumpypepsigal]

The Witcher s03e08: “The waters weren’t successful. They’re meant for natural beings, not mutants.”

#whumpedit #thewitcheredit #the witcher #whump #geralt x jaskier #geralt of rivia #henry cavill #injured #sick #broken bones #magical healing #cared for #pain #screaming #hand holding #hands #support #comfort #worry #my gifs #the witcher spoilers #*chefs kiss*

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt #3

Geralt is the spirit of winter. He brings death and sickness wherever he goes. He understands when the people in towns shun him and cower in fear rather than greeting such a powerful being. He's just kind of... Grown used to the hatred. The fear. Humans don't like him. He is nothing but death. A killer. It's near the end of his time, this year. The seasons will change and he can stop tormenting the poor humans. He doesn't like his job, but it's the only job he can do. The world needs winter. Just like how the world needs spring. But spring just... Isn't coming. Where is the spring spirit? Thus the spirit of winter goes on a journey atop his trusted mare to find the lost spirit of spring, only to come across him captured by idiotic humans and on the edge of life. Winter defeats the villains and brings the spirit of spring back to his own home to watch over him as he heals. When the spirit of spring, Jaskier, comes to, Geralt finds it hard to dislike him. No wonder the humans love spring so much. It's bringer sings nearly all words and soothes with every move he makes. Geralt is sure the spirit of spring could never even grow to like him, let alone love him. This becomes a problem, because Geralt is growing head over heels with Spring's Spirit as he hosts his convalescence.

♡!Optional addons!♡ • Jaskier has always looked up to the spirit of winter, and has just been afraid to introduce himself (perhaps even already having made songs about him)

• Maybe instead of just normal humans, perhaps Jaskier was kidnapped by mages

• Perhaps we could also meet the spirits of autumn and summer. Eskel and Lambert? Yen and Ciri? Triss?

• Geralt is afraid to touch Jaskier in fear of making his flowers and goodness and warmth die (Jaskier wants nothing more than for Geralt to touch him)

#fanfiction prompts #geralt x dandelion #geralt x jaskier #geraskier #witcher fanfiction #spring #winter #fairytale au #alternate universe #witcher au #the witcher #fanfic prompts #story prompt #writing prompts #plot bunny #strangers to lovers #magic au #slow burn #romance #mutual pining #requited love #requited unrequited love #Geralt Loves His Bard! #winter spirit #Spring spirit #WinterSpirit!Geralt #SpringSpirit!Jaskier #Winter Geralt #Spring Jaskier

[thedemonofcat]

au: Jaskier was born with some kind of rare magical ability. Despite the fact that he could control plants and bring dead ones back to life. He also could make new flowers grow from the ground. However, his selfish parents wanted to use his power for their own gain. In the Pankratz family home, Jaskier was locked away.

The majority of Jaskier's life, he was told a lie that he was too ill to leave the house. Jaskier was drugged by his parents to make sure he stayed at bay with his powers, and sometimes he was even too sick to leave his bed. Jaskier was so sheltered during his childhood that he barely knew that monsters existed, which further prevented him from learning about his magic. It was only when he saw his father pay a witcher for killing a monster in Lettenhove that he realized the truth.

However nothing could stop Jaskier from discovering his love from his music and So Jaskier ran away with a desire to travel and play his songs.

The first time Jaskier got to Oxenfurt, he was extremely unaware of what was transpiring on most of the time out on the continent. Since Jaskier was so naive, most people assumed that it was just a misunderstanding or some kind of act on his part. As a result, no one noticed when Jaskier's magic came out in small bursts.

This is part of the reason why Jaskier sings about something that doesn't exist in the world when Geralt first meets him. As a matter of fact, he didn't even know what monsters were real and what were works of fiction.

Initially, Geralt thinks that Jaskier is merely stupid, due to his lack of knowledge of what actually happens in the world and the way things actually are. In time, Jaskier does reveal his childhood experience of being confined to his house. Considering that Jaskier has never smelled sick before on the path, Geralt is suspicious.

In the aftermath of the mountain, Jaskier is captured and brought back to Lettenhove by his parents. His condition suddenly deteriorated to the point where he was stuck in bed again. In the meantime, Lettenhove has grown crops better and the size of the crops has increased.

Hence, rumors spread that Lettenhove is a magical town. The rumor is heard by a witcher who remembers Jaskier telling him that he came from Lettenhove a long time ago. A friend to whom Geralt desperately wants to apologize.

#the witcher netflix #joey batey #geralt of rivia #jaskier the witcher #the witcher #fic ideas #magical Jaskier #gerskier #geralt x jaskier

[finleycannotdraw]

37) kissing it better, bc u know jaskier does that a lot for geralt looool

37) kissing it better

ehehehe no injury is too big or too small for the grand powers of jaskier’s affection

#geraskier art prompts #geraskier #geraskier fanart #geralt of rivia #jaskier #geralt x jaskier #finley cannot draw #I read a fic once where jaskier actually had healing magic so ‘kissing it better’ actually worked it was so cute

[rebrandedbard]

Surprise! It’s sticker time!

Now that my (most of) friends have received their surprise stickers in the mail, I can finally post these little guys! Feel free to print them at home if you like on some sticker paper, make yourself a little bookmark, use one for an icon, whatever. If you think they’re cute enough, leave me a tip lmao

#my art #my witcher art #jaskier #geralt of rivia #yennefer of vengerberg #cirilla fiona elen riannon #i kind of forgot that I had a kofi so I'm putting it here just in case #also forget magical artifacts just put a megaphone in front of the girl with the magical scream and see what happens!

[dreamofbecoming]

this isn’t ready for ao3 yet bc i have more planned and i don’t want to make it chaptered, but i’m actually quite pleased with how this turned out, so please enjoy this first taste of my banshee/siren hybrid jaskier story!

part 2

minor warning for gore

wc 745

now on ao3

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Jaskier knows the taste of death.

He tastes it more often than he’d like (which is to say, at all); every few towns or so, whenever he makes eye contact with the wrong person. An old woman putting out her washing, a young man in a tavern, puffed up and boasting while his fellows egg him on to show off, a girl with bruises on her arms and her eyes downcast, walking in the shadow of her husband. The sickly taste of rot will coat the back of his tongue and he’ll feel a Song rising in his throat.

He never Sings it.

He’s tasted the deaths of a hundred strangers, and while his heart breaks a little every time, he fights down the Song and swallows the rotten bile and turns away, knowing he has no power here. There is nothing he can do for them, now.

This time is different.

This time, the Song he can feel building in his chest isn’t for a stranger.

It’s for Geralt.

Something— breaks, inside him. The Song, which has always before felt like a living thing unto itself, separate from the man who hosts it, just waiting to be unleashed, expands to fill his lungs. For a moment, Jaskier chokes on the sudden absence of air, before his world narrows down to a single thought: No.

He feels the moment when the magic inside him changes, when the Song becomes a part of him instead of simply a parasite. For the first time since his failed training as a child, he lets it loose.

The first to fall is the bowman in the treeline, the one Jaskier saw but Geralt didn’t. Jaskier is too far away to see his face when his hands turn the crossbow on himself, but he can taste the moment when his body falls from his perch, leaving his fellows without cover.

Geralt has felled four of the remaining bandits, but three still encircle him, and Jaskier can see him slowing.

“A single thread

hangs limply down,

and I breathe,

‘Not now,

not now,’”

All three men pull back from their attack on Geralt in an instant. The witcher doesn’t stay his strike and cuts down the one immediately in front of him before whirling to stare at Jaskier in shock, but Jaskier can’t stop now. The Song isn’t finished. Geralt isn’t safe.

“And I find you all

unwoven,

trying desperately

to sew,”

The two bandits left take jerky steps towards each other, swords raised, eyes wild and terrified. The leader makes a low, despairing sound as his friend’s innards spill beneath his blade.

“And I know the kindest thing

is to leave you

alone.”

As the last man drags his own dagger across his throat, his eyes never leave Jaskier’s.

The magic cuts off abruptly, the Song finished with the death fulfilled. Not Geralt’s death, somehow, not anymore. He’s done what he swore he never would, he’s outed himself as a monster, but Geralt is still warm and breathing behind him, so it was worth it. Whatever fate he meets at his witcher’s hands, it was worth it.

Jaskier can taste nothing but decay and blood, and he doubles over, his stomach heaving painfully as he expels his breakfast.

He’s still hunched over the ground, coughing on the lingering taste of death while spots dance in his vision, when he hears Geralt come up behind him. His footsteps are more tentative than Jaskier is used to. Understandably cautious around an unknown threat, Jaskier thinks bitterly. He’d known it was coming, it’s what he expected, but it still chafes. Most of all, he just wishes he had more time. More time with Geralt, but just more time in general.

Still, he won’t die crouched in a puddle of his own vomit like some beast. Whatever his parentage, he has more dignity than that. He’ll meet Geralt’s silver sword standing tall, and it will still be a better death than he could have met if he’d stayed at home, like his sire had expected. Love doesn’t need to be spoken to be worth dying for, after all.

Except, the spots in his vision don’t fade when he stands, like he’d expected; in fact, they grow. He sways on his feet as the world tilts alarmingly. The last thing he sees before the world goes totally black is Geralt, hands empty of silver or steel, lunging to catch him, his eyes wide with concern.

“Jaskier!”

#the witcher #twn #geraskier #geralt of rivia #jaskier #dandelion #julian alfred pankratz #creature!jaskier #banshee!jaskier #siren!jaskier #my writing #the amazing devil lyrics as always #will i ever use another band in a witcher fic? i think the fuck not #y’all the amount of lore and backstory and magical mechanics i have come up with for this au is wild #will i use most of it? #almost certainly not #but you can bet your ass i’ve spent at least 4 hours nailing down exactly how a siren and a banshee would reproduce #both genetically and physiologically #siren social structures? #got those #exactly how siren powers and banshee powers might combine (aka how can i justify jaskier being able to do whatever i want him to do)? #yep it’s all up here #i’m actually really excited for where this one is going y’all i hope you like it!!!

[geraskierficrecs]

New Villainous Fic!

A new, fluffy look at retired life after the events of Villainous and Heroic.  Read it here.

Teaser:

The woman on the other side jumped at the sudden sound and Jaskier’s frowning visage. He watched her eyes go wide as she took in his shirtless torso—Geralt produced far too much heat to bother with anything more than shorts to sleep—and the dark lines of his tattoos. There was an obvious flash of disapproval before she tempered it with a wide, practiced smile.

“Good morning!” she chirped. “I hope I didn’t wake you—I was just hoping to introduce myself.”

Jaskier let the silence fall like a lead weight between them before giving her a bland smile. “Do you often introduce yourself to people at dawn?”

She laughed like he’d told a joke, fluttering her hands through the air. “Oh aren’t you cute! I hadn’t even realized it was so early. I’ve always been an early riser though—there’s always so much to do in my position.”

“And what is your position?”

“Oh my! I’m so sorry, I just assumed everyone knew—I’m Joyce, the president of the HomeOwners Association. And you’re Mr. Pankratz.”

“I prefer Jaskier.” He leaned indolently against the doorframe, crossing his arms across his chest in a way that made his muscles more prominent. It also drew attention to the dark lines of tattoo ink covering his chest, crawling up to the edges of his neck.  He resisted the urge to grin when a blush stained her cheeks.  “I wasn’t aware we were a part of any HomeOwners Association.”

“Oh yes, you should have been provided the paperwork with the home.”

He thought about the pile of papers he’d tossed in a drawer in favor of finding ways to fuck Geralt against every available surface.  It seemed he might have to reassess their importance.

“I’m sure your wife will be interested in some of our community activities we offer. We’ve got a lovely knitting group if she—“

Her words trailed off as Geralt padded up behind Jaskier, looking rumpled and delicious in a thin shirt and shorts. The Witcher had taken to retirement easily and proven to be especially lazy when it came to mornings doing anything besides cuddling in their large bed.

“Who’s this?” Geralt asked in a voice that also conveyed his displeasure at waking up in an empty bed.

“Joyce from the HOA,” Jaskier murmured, delighting in the way Geralt leaned close to press a kiss against his cheek instead of acknowledging the older woman. “She was just telling me about a knitting class you might like.”

#modern au #hero geralt #villain jaskier #fluff #humor #modern with magic #dom/sub undertones #top jaskier #bottom geralt #my stuff #established relationship #geraskier #geraltxjaskier #jaskier/geralt #geralt/jaskier #geralt x jaskier #the witcher #ao3feed

[appleleef]

witcher au except I like the game armour better and I think Steve would be a Griffin

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things 4 #steve x eddie #eddie's outfit is still based on Jaskier from the show bc I love him #surprised I didn't draw this crossover sooner considering how addicted I was to the game #griffins are charming and have manners and everyone's parents love steve harrington its just facts #also theyre good at magic which is cute #THIS IS THE MOST ACCURATE I'VE EVER DRAWN THEIR FACES BTW IM SO AMAZING AT ART

[cherryjuicegf]

god's weakest soldier (just listened to enchanted flowers instead of waiting a few hours)

#friends.............. i am sobbing #jaskier #s3 spoilers #chrysa speaks #no but like genuinely tearing up it's so beautiful and magical oh god oh fuck