#witcher flash fic

[pherryt]

Cliffs of Insanity

Witcher with Princess Bride elements. If you couldn't tell from the title. Written for the Witcher Flash Fic ( @thewitcherflashfic )

Rating: T Words: 6935 Ships: Aiden/Lambert, Gaeten/Letho Summary:

When Aiden gets a message from a brother that they're going after a Wolf, he panics.

Also, I can definitely blame @ialwayscomewhenyoucall for this one, though it didn't take QUITE the direction I originally planned when i talked out ideas.

#witcher #aiden/lambert #gaeten/letho #princess bride #man in black aiden #princess buttercup lambert #i had a lot of fun with this one #witcher flash fic #prompt image #firstly before i went the princess bride route this image reminded me of a previous flashfic where i used screenshots from TAD's King #to make a collage

[ficsforfundota]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Jaskier | Dandelion, Lambert (The Witcher) Additional Tags: banshee - Freeform, Classroom, Professor Lambert, Witcher Lambert - Freeform, Classses, sfw, Learning about creatures, Jaskier is still a bard, Witchers teach the mundane about these monsters, Monsters, Banshee class Series: Part 4 of Witcher Bingo, Part 23 of Witcher Flash Fic Entries Summary:

Witchers decided to teach classes to those who want to learn about monsters, Jaskier takes Lambert's class on Banshees

Bingo Fill - Banshee Also an entry for Witcher Flash Fic 

#witcher flash fic #witcher bingo #save a witcher bingo #jaskier #lambert witcher #witcher fics

[inexplicifics]

Jaskier finds a cursed fox. Luckily, he knows a professional curse-breaker!

I wrote flash fic!

#my writing #witcher flash fic challenge

[loki-is-my-kink-awakening]

For the @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt an eternal summer

His summer

Fandom: The Witcher

Ship: Geralt x Jaskier

Rating: Gen

Tags: feelings realisation

He doesn't want this summer to end.

Not that it had been any different from previous summers. It's still the two of them camping under the stars, the same as ever.

But something in Geralt has shifted. Something he can't explain.

He'd stopped grumbling whenever the bard sang, strumming his lute into the late hours of night.

He didn't complain when Jaskier grabbed a comb and teased out the knots in his hair, carefully braiding it down his back.

He even let the troubadour steal his food, wear his clothes and use his bags to bring along whatever unnecessary items he wanted to.

When Geralt glances up from poking the fire to look at Jaskier, he can feel a smile tugging at his lips.

The bard was screwing his face up, hand scratching his head while he pondered the lyrics for his next song.

The years had been kind to the bard. His features are still soft and full of youth despite the wilderness they frequent.

His eyes shine bright, day or night, but Geralt prefers seeing them right now, across a campfire when they flash at him, piercing and demanding.

"What are you thinking, my dear witcher," Jaskier purrs, setting his quill and notebook down on the log.

Geralt's eyes dart down, flickering back to the fire. That smile on his face threatens to spill out across his lips.

He can feel Jaskier walk around, coming up behind him. His knees drop, perching onto the edge of the stone that Geralt is sitting on. 

Jaskier's arms wrap around his neck.

"What's on your mind, love?" he whispers in his ear.

"Nothing," Geralt lies, like he always does.

Jaskier hums in a low voice, a mockery of all the times Geralt made that noise, clearly making a point.

In response, Geralt leans his head against Jaskier's. He wants to turn his head, to kiss him, but he doesn't move.

He can't lose this. These moments they have. He wants more, Melitele, how badly he wants more, but he's never had more. He won't push it.

"I was thinking, it's such a nice night, maybe we can put out bedrolls together and watch the stars after dinner."

Geralt nods his head, then feels his breath hitch as Jaskier brings his lips up to his cheek and places the softest peck against him.

Then he's gone, leaving him to go back to compose while Geralt cooks the rabbit.

He never wants this to end, and yet, as the summer leaves start to turn, he knows it will have to.

His heart aches in his chest at the thought of a winter without him, his bard, his companion, his shadow.

His love.

The thought crashes through him. That's the word. That's what Jaskier means to him: love.

He stands up, dropping his stick, and walks over to Jaskier.

The dirt beneath his feet crunches, but he doesn't hear it for the thumping of his blood pumping around his body.

He feels warm in a way he's never experienced, not even in the throes of passion with Yennefer, or at a brothel.

His fingers twitch, his body feeling heavy with each step.

Jaskier isn't even looking at him, furiously writing down words onto a page. Geralt's never looks at what he writes, but he likes the way he sprawls black ink across the pages.

He steps forward, his leg hitting Jaskier's knee.

There's a huff of protest from Jaskier for a second, then he's looking up at him with narrowed eyes.

The argument is over before it begins, because Geralt reaches out with his hands, cupping his face with one and holding onto his bicep with another, and then Jaskier is rising to meet him.

Those blue eyes sparkle in confusion. They dart back and forth, up and down, as if Geralt's expression will reveal the secret.

Geralt feels breathless, like the air is thin. He moves his other hand up Jaskier's arm, sliding up and behind his neck.

The bard's lips are parted, tempting Geralt to taste them. Jaskier peers up at him, blinking.

There's a brief pause, a moment while Geralt tries to commit this to memory.

Then he leans forward, bringing their lips together.

Jaskier whimpers at the touch, barely responding, then suddenly his hands clutch onto Geralt's shirt, pulling hard.

Their lips slide together, soft and tender. The taste of plum wine that Jaskier drank earlier while they were in town fills Geralt's senses.

This is the perfect moment, something that should never end.

Yet Jaskier pulls back, gasping for air for a second.

Those eyes shine, like they always do, and Jaskier bites his lips playfully, leaning his forehead against Geralt's.

"I have to ask something, Geralt, or I'm going to explode. And, please, I need you to answer me. How long have you wanted to do that?"

"Just…a while," he admits, giving a small shrug.

Jaskier splutters, slapping his arm. It doesn't hurt one bit.

"You…okay, fine. Tell me later. I just need you to kiss me again."

Their lips meet again, sending tingles of pleasure through Geralt. He feels himself melt into it, knowing deep in his bones that this is where he wants to be forever.

This right here is all he needs. Jaskier, his bard, his love, is his eternal summer.

#geraskier #the witcher #geralt x jaskier #geralt of rivia #jaskier #dandelion #geraskier fanfiction #the witcher fanfiction #i'm obviously feeling soft today #my fic #flash fanfic #flash fic challenge #flash fic friday

[thewitcherflashfic]

TWFF #74 Fics Revealed

Our MoC for this round was @sternenstaub28 and the prompt was:

You can read all the fics here!

And guess who wrote what here! You do not have to have written in order to guess, it's open to everyone!

The authors for this round are: @violaceum-vitellina-viridis, Annvian, Cissy_Evans, @windflowerofskellige, @rauchendesgnu, WhoGeek, @gleamingsilence, @xianvar, @feedingmyinsomnia, @pherryt, @mekana47, @inexplicifics, @lambden and zemyr.

#twff #the witcher #flash fic challenge #fan fic

[terresdebrume]

I haven't done one of these in a long time, I need motivation to write, and I'm off work for the coming week, so we're doing a five-days long

Flash fic week

What it is: A micro even where anyone can send me a writing prompt and I fill it within 100-500 words. No beta, no spellcheck, but a slim chance of me making things longer if I feel inspired.

What the results look like: I compile all my flash fics in this AO3 series, in case you want to see what that looks like.

The dates: April 15 to April 19 2024, Bangkok time. I'm being loosey goosey with the deadlines though so don't be afraid to send prompts early or late x)

The prompts: can be a pairing, a first sentence, or a general setting (ie. "Everlark Pacific Rim AU" or "BoB Coffeeshop AU"), or taken from my writing games tag.

If you don't specify characters or pairing, I'll just go with whatever I feel like writing x)

The fandoms: For a full list of fandoms I've written for, see my AO3 profile, feel free to pick any of them!

Fandoms I'm particularly into (writing wise) at the moment:

Band of Brothers

Saint Seiya

The Hunger Games

The Witcher

Good Omens

And that's about all you need to know for this round, please prompt away :D

#Flash fic night #Matt writes #Band of Brothers #Webgott #Bill Guarnere #Babe Heffron #Joe Liebgott #Babe x Bill #Good Omens #The Witcher #David Webster #Saint Seiya #The Hunger Games

[nooowestayandgetcaught]

Fic: "An Empty Grave"

on AO3

Fandom: The Witcher (TV)

Rating: T

Category: M/M

Summary: Geralt barely survives against Vilgefortz. Jaskier looks after his recovery in Brokilon, washing Geralt's wounds and despairing.

#flash fiction friday #the witcher #geraskier #jaskier #geralt of rivia #jaskier the witcher #geralt x jaskier #geralt of rivera #jaskier x geralt #geralt z rivii #the witcher netflix #geraskier fic #geraskier fanfiction #the witcher fanfiction #the witcher fic #the witcher fandom #kinktober #whumptober 2023

[onthesandsofdreams]

Sleepless Nights

Fandom: The Witcher (TV)  Pairing: Geralt of Rivia x Reader  Rating: T Summary: The five sleepless nights you spend with Geralt and the one were you both sleep. Words: 1063 Notes: Mention of illness Tagging: @flashfictionfridayofficial​

Read @ AO3

The first sleepless night you spent with Geralt was when he stumbled into your cottage looking worse for wear. Not to mention the fever that was making him miserable, he did not have it in him to argue with you as you helped inside and began tending to him, doing your best to make sure he would heal as quickly as possible.

His distrustful eyes followed you around as you made the potions and teas necessary to help him, and even went as far as give a drink of each to prove to him it wasn't poison.

You were a healer that worked with plants and knew best what to make to help with common illnesses and some poisons. But Geralt did not know you yet, so you understood his worry. Fortunately, he came to trust you after you had spent the night at his side, putting cold wet rags on his forehead and body to help him cool.

The next morning, once the fever had broken, he had tried to pay you, but you would not hear of it. You had offered your help for free and would not charge him for this one time.

That was how you two became friends.

*

The second sleepless night you spent with Geralt, was when he was traveling with Jaskier.

Oh, the bard was charming and talented, but you rebuffed his advances and offered him a bed for him to sleep after dinner. You and Geralt had remained at the table, wine on hand and simply speaking quietly to each other of the things you both had seen and done.

You did not realize how fast time passed until you heard your rooster greet the sun. But you did not mind at all, Geralt was great company once you got to know him, and considering he had become a friend after you had healed him, he was.

The day they left, you sent him off with bundles of herbs and teas in case they were necessary for healing. Geralt thanked you quietly and Jaskier made a show of kissing your hand.

You waved them off and told them to come back whenever.

*

The third sleepless night you spent with Geralt was another emergency. Fortunately or unfortunately, this time was Jaskier who needed help.

According to Geralt, the bard had pissed off someone who had somehow managed to hurt him when Geralt was busy with purchasing food and traveling equipment. So, once again, you slipped easily into healer mode and did your absolute best to make sure Jaskier did not died.

Even if Geralt denied it, the bard was his friend and you knew that he would be upset should Jaskier were to die. That whole lie about Witchers having no feelings was just that, a lie. One that you understood why people believed and Witchers did their best not to dispel, it's easy to hurt someone by hurting those they care for.

Luckily, Jaskier pulled through and this time, Geralt did paid you... by hiding a few gold coins among your jars for you to discover after they were gone.

*

The fourth sleepless night you spent with Geralt was when he finally admitted to have trouble sleeping.

That had brought you into a halth, you usually did not have to deal with something as bad sleeplessness as Geralt's before. Usually, your tea blend for sleep was enough, but it did nothing for Geralt.

So, you had spent a whole night trying different mixes and quantities to help him. You could not have him be unable to sleep under your roof, so even if you did not find the cure that night, you vowed to him and yourself to find the solution and make him a special blend for him to sleep.

Geralt had smiled at your determination and said, "And that's why I trust and care for you."

And you knew how precious both were.

*

The fifth sleepless night you spent with Geralt, was the day you had met Ciri.

The Princess was tired, but you sensed the anger boiling beneath the surface, but you knew that if anyone could be able to handle her, it would be Geralt. He was already in full papa bear mode and it amused you seeing him so, after all, this man had not wanted his child surprise and yet, you were sure anyone who so much even looked at Ciri wrong, they would meet with Geralt's sword.

After dinner, and sending Ciri to bed, you two spoke about everything once more. Made plans to make sure that Ciri would be safe and you had promised that she would always have a house and home in your cottage should Ciri ever need it.

Geralt had been thankful, and on a moment of impulse, had invited you to Kaer Morhen to meet his fellow Witchers.

You accepted with a smile knowing how rare this gift was.

*

It was in Kaer Morhen, after dinner and when most Witchers had gone to their bed, that Geralt had asked if you two could talk. You accepted, why wouldn't you?

In the privacy of his room, you two spoke of the future of things to do and how you would be safe in an ever growing unsafe world. He invited you to remain at Kaer Morhen. "I already spoke with Vesemir about it, he would welcome your expertice in healing." Then, he licked his lips and quickly looked away. "I would feel much better too, knowing that you are protected."

You smiled at him and cupped his cheek, "Then, I'll stay. Everything I have in my cottage can be replaced, and I already brought my most precious things. Perhaps I could go back only for my books, but I would stay." You took a deep breath, "There's something that feels right about it."

Geralt smiled with relief. "Good, then, there is something else I must admit." You looked at him and waited. "That I have fallen in love with you."

Your heart jumped to your throat and your hands shook, you were attracted to him. Possibly loved him too, but you had resigned yourself to simple friendship. "I love you too," your voice was breathless when you admitted it.

Geralt leaned downwards and gently took you in his arms and kissed you.

That was the first night you two slept in each other's arms.

#geralt x reader #Flash Fiction Friday #geralt of rivia x reader #geralt of rivia #the witcher fic #the witcher #au: canon divergence

[pherryt]

The Skellige Mystery

Witcher/One Piece Crossover

Written for @thewitcherflashfic and @save-a-witcher-bingo

Rated: G Ships: none Characters: Eskel and Portgas D. Ace Words: 3943 Square filled: I4 - Without Fear

Summary:

Eskel's got a very nice arrangement down in the Isles of Skellige, but this year when he arrives he finds a mystery. He doesn't expect to solve it so fast.

#witcher #one piece #witcher/one piece crossover fic #the skellige mystery #eskel #ace #portgas d ace #shipwrecked #witcher flash fic #save a witcher bingo

[unbury-the-gays]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Prince Adrien/Kiyan (The Witcher) Characters: Kiyan (The Witcher), Prince Adrien (The Witcher) Additional Tags: Modren Au, Artist/Muse, Painting, Rare Pairings, Fade to Black, Lack of Communication, Miscommunication, mention of suicidal thoughts, Not Beta Read

Summary:

"Does my being late mean I won't be invited in?" the man finally asked, and Kiyan realized he had stared, keeping the client still on the doorstep.

"Please come in," he replied, still somewhat distracted, and opened the door wider so his visitor could finally enter. "To be honest, I thought you wouldn't show up."

"I would absolutely not miss such an opportunity." The man smiled brightly, but there was something predatory about the smile.

#witcher #witcher 3 #witcher fanfiction #witcher fic #witcher kiyan #kiyan #prince adrien #adrien #kiyan x adrien #witcher rarepair #The Witcher Flash Fic Challenge 090 #the witcher flash fic #witcher flash fic #tw3

[ficsforfundota]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Roach (The Witcher), Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Jaskier | Dandelion Additional Tags: Topiary, nonhuman jaskier, Ciri is Geralt's daughter, Ciri and Roach, Protective Roach, Fae Jaskier | Dandelion, Alternate Universe - Fae, Fae & Fairies, Nonhuman, non royal ciri, sorta sad Jaskier, friends - Freeform, Fluff, Jaskier just wants a friend, Jaskier needs a hug, Roach Has the Brain Cell (The Witcher), exploring woods, Deep Woods, greenary, Flora - Freeform, Floral, Walks In The Woods, Gift Giving, Gifts, moss - Freeform, waterfalls Series: Part 17 of Witcher Flash Fic Entries Summary:

There is a legend about the woods that line the outskirts of the village Ciri has grown up in, but finally after years of hearing warnings about the dense forest that people either don't return from or seem to forget what happened within. Ciri goes in and finds something extremely magical.

#fae Jaskier #Jaskier #Ciri #No relationship just fluff #witcher flash fic

[borealwrites]

Woooo let’s do @flashfictionfridayofficial again this week! And I’m back on my fandom bullshit. Also tumblr ate the first draft. I’m only crying a lot a little. I’m so exhausted. Sorry for the abrupt ending but I have literally four minutes until midnight sooo. Make that three 👉😎👉

The Perfect Scene

Fandom: The Witcher

Pairing: Geralt/Jaskier

Warnings: None

Other Tags: Getting Together, Modern AU, Marriage Proposal

Everything was set. The lights on the stage were dimmed, and Geralt had set purple filters over them to create a hopefully intimate atmosphere. It didn’t look exactly like the set of the first show they worked on together, but he had made do with what had been in storage.

In his pocket his phone buzzed five times, a sign from Eskel that Jaskier had arrived. Geralt took a deep breath to calm himself, and focused on the side of the stage he knew Eskel would direct Jaskier through. Another breath, and he tried his best to remember the lines he had spent months memorizing.

And then Jaskier was there. Stepping out onto the stage, staring wide-eyed at the fake trees strung with fairy lights, the bushes covered in plastic flowers, and the blanket surrounded by fake candles. For a moment Geralt forgot all of his plans, forgot the scene he had tried so hard to copy. Words fled in the face of Jaskier’s wonder. Then his boyfriend looked at him, and everything came flooding back.

Geralt took another deep breath before turning his body towards the empty seats, gaze fixed on Jaskier. “O, he d-doth teach the torches to burn bright!

It seems he hangs upon the cheek of night,

As a rich jewel in an Elith-Ethiop’s ear—

Beauty too rich for use, for Earth too dear.

So shows a show-snowy dove trooping with crows

As yonder lord o’er his fellows sh-shows.

The measure done, I’ll watch his place of stand

And, touching his, make blessed my rude h-hand.

Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight,

For I never saw true beauty till this night.”

Even after so long, the words were clumsy in his mouth, full of mispronunciations and stutters. There was a reason Geralt worked as a theater tech and not on stage. It never would have passed in an audition. But at that moment it was just him and Jaskier. In the dim lights Jaskier’s eyes were shining, and the next part of the scene slipped out of Geralt’s head. Without looking away, he pulled out the tiny box from his pocket and held it out wordlessly.

A second later his arms were full of Jaskier, who pressed his forehead against Geralt’s, tears dripping down his face.

“Yes, gods, yes.”

#the witcher fanfiction #my writing #fanfiction #geraskier #geralt x jaskier #flash fic friday #geralt of rivia #jaskier

[inexplicifics]

Eskel doesn't usually lose his temper.

I wrote flash fic!

#my writing #witcher flash fic challenge #eskel

[somefanficrecomendations]

Podfic Recs!

One of my favorite things about fanfic is the existence of podfics. That said, I'm excited to share a few of my favorites with you! I tried to go for a wide range of fandoms so there should be something for everyone.

Works Alone read by kbirb pods (kbirb) Batman, (gen), 20 mins, Crack, Batfam When trying to pull the team together, Bruce’s ideas are dismissed, because he 'works alone'. He goes home to his kids to pout about it.

Straight On Till Morning read by reena_jenkins DC Legends of Tomorrow, (Sara Lance/Mick Rory/Leonard Snart), 2-2.5 hrs, AU-Canon Divergence Left alone in the Refuge, Mick and Sara decide they're going to be proactive about their fate. They end up becoming time pirates. Because of course they do.

The Haunting of Harrison Wells read by luvtheheaven (VioletEmerald) The Flash, (gen), 2-2.5 hrs, AU-No Powers, AU-Ghost Story Harrison Wells died in 1958. Almost sixty years later, Barry Allen meets a ghost in STAR Labs.

Not a Damsel in Distress read by nickelmountain Supernatural, (gen), 10-20 min, Pre-Canon, Case Fic Mary smiles and shrugs when her dad looks at her. Mermaids. She hates water-creatures. She hates killing things on family holidays. “Mary can come with me,” David says grandly. or, Mary and a cousin go hunting. The cousin is less than helpful.

With a Conquering Air read by AceOfTigers The Witcher, (Geralt/Jaskier), 3-3.5 hrs, Accidental Warlord AU, Slow Burn Jaskier arrives at Kaer Morhen knowing his family gave him up without a second thought, and absolutely sure that the dreaded Warlord of the North will value him even less than his own blood did. But the White Wolf and his pack are not what Jaskier expected...and if he's unreasonably lucky, Kaer Morhen might become far more of a home than Lettenhove ever was.

both have sharp teeth read by Shmaylor Daredevil, (gen), 1.5-2 hrs, Angst, Black Widow!Karen "And there are stories about wolves and girls. Girls in red. All alone in the woods. About to get eaten up. Wolves and girls." -Black Widow, Nathan Edmondson She is one of 28. The story of the girl who would be Karen Page, through Russian winters and New York streets.

If They Haven't Learned Your Name read by quietnight MCU, (Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes), 24 hrs, Buck Barnes World Revenge Tour, Humor Steve gets out of the hospital in two days, but just barely. “I’m fine,” he tells Sam, Nurse Eunjung and the phalanx of doctors assigned to make sure Captain America didn’t bleed out and die and get bad PR all over their nice clean hospital.“I have an advanced healing factor. It’s fine. See? I’m standing.” “That is not standing,” Sam tells him. “You’re bending the IV stand,” Nurse Eunjung adds pointedly. “Let go and sit down, they don’t grow on trees.” aka Steve and Bucky's Global Honeymoon Revenge World Tour.

#podfic rec #batman fic rec #daredevil fic rec #stucky fic rec #supernatural fic rec #the flash fic rec #the witcher fic rec #accidental warlord au #dc legends of tomorrow

[thewitcherflashfic]

TWFF Challenge #72 Fics Revealed!

Our prompt this round was:

You can read all the fics here!

And guess who wrote what here!

Your authors this round are: @jayofolympus, @windflowerofskellige, Anoke, @xianvar, @magdelane, @feedingmyinsomnia, @pherryt, @thesilverqueenlady, @rauchendesgnu, @eredins-a-king-aint-he, zemyr, @inexplicifics and @loki-is-my-kink-awakening!

#TWFF #flash fic #fan fic #The Witcher

[blackberrywars]

I saw the flash fic thing you're doing!! If you're in the mood any of your adorable Kitten Shenanigans™ would be delightful ❤️❤️❤️

Ask and ye shall receive, my friend! It ended up just slightly angstier than intended, because witchers and Vesemir are involved, but I hope it meets your expectations for the Kitten Shenanigans™. Full disclosure, it is heavily inspired by this post.

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Kittens love to be tossed.

This epiphany —perhaps the most important one in all of Guxart’s many, many years of raising kittens into Cats— came at the cost of his ungreyed temples and his witcher-slow pulse. All he remembers now, four decades later, is that he had been walking through a Toussaint forest with Gezras when a horrible, ear-piercing shriek shattered the peaceful morning air. It had ripped through him like poison. Made his guts fall through to his feet. Nearly took him out at the knees before he whipped his useless body around, sprinting to the source, the lake where he’d left his kittens to bathe. Another scream found his ears, and he barely fucking registers the orange blur of Gezras beside him as he pushed ahead, bursting though the treeline to save his kitten 

“Lexandre!”

The sound nearly tore his throat apart, but how could he care? Just beyond the shores stood Lexandre, cowering from the claws of a water hag. He ran. Vicious, disgusting claws tore into his back as he tackled his kitten, curling him into his chest and away from the danger. He barely felt them, just kicked away underwater as fast as he could, hearing the sound of steel on flesh, knowing that Gezras had the danger in hand so he could focus on getting his precious cargo to safety. When Lexandre began to scratch at his arm, he pulled them upwards to the surface, took their heads above the sudden waves.

He expected screaming. He expected whimpering and sobbing, to have to comfort his kittens and scold them in the morning.

He hadn’t expected laughter.

—

— — —

—

From that day onward —when the beat of his heart had kept pace only with the rapid, joyful cries of “Again! Again! Again!” as rowdy kits begged to be tackled once more— Guxart had a new tool to wrangle his growing clowder. Lakes, rivers, bushes, leaf piles, snowdrifts, pillows. Other kittens, on occasion. And oftentimes, right back into his arms. Any and every surface that could give them a somewhat soft landing, and Guxart has both an irresistible reward for good behavior and a deterrent for excessive mischief, all in one. Good kits are tossed, repeatedly. Naughty kits would have to, unsatisfyingly, throw themselves. It minimizes considerable damage. So, when he decides to show Vesemir his newfound knowledge, he expects more gratitude than he gets, and maybe even a fun, tossing-related reward of his own.

“What the actual fuck, Guxart.”

It was foolish, in retrospect.

“What? They’re having fun, look at ‘em.” 

Guxart’s newest charge, a dwarvish girl just barely past five summers, falls hard into his arms, giggling with glee. Kiyan’s weight pulls at the strained muscles of his back the same way her smile pulls at the strained strings of his too-soft heart. Shrödinger handles his other kit, Joël, in a similar manner, tossing him higher still. The pair had done excellent in their drills today, and had been slowly learning to hold knives properly with no delays, thanks to the promise of being tossed. His wolf snarls, curling his lip. It’s handsome, but ultimately unnecessary.

“You’re going to hurt yourself, damnit! What the fuck are you even doing to them? What for?”

“I’ll be fine, pretty boy. My kits aren’t so big yet. And it’s called kitten-tossing, a favorite pastime around here.”

He catches Kiyan again, and lets the resistant kitten wiggle her way out of his arms to be tossed by some other willing elder before turning back to his sometimes-lover.

“The long and short is that they like it. It keeps the hellions sweet, and I thought you’d appreciate that for your own little pack. I’m sure they’re no kits, but surely not all of your pups are as stiff as the pole stuck up Rennes’ ass.”

“Don’t you bring up Rennes, not when he doesn’t know I’m even here. What are you coddling them for? With their odds, what’s the point?”

Guxart sighs, rubbing at his graying temples. The movement makes his shoulder twinge again, but he ignores it again.

“Fuck off, Vesi. I can love them at least a little while, or however long they last. Besides, I think it really does help them —we don’t just get lucky picking acrobatic children, not with how desperate we’ve been for new trainees. The throwing… balances them, oddly enough.”

“Maybe. Or it’ could be what makes them all crazy.”

It’s a low blow, and it stings like bitter herbs in a fresh wound. But Vesemir can’t stay for long, so Guxart lets it slide with a wink and a laugh. A joke.

“Then what’s my excuse, hm? And yours, for coming here?”

“Don’t make it like that. You’ve always had your way of handling your recruits, and I won’t stop you. Lexandre turned out mostly fine, explosives aside.”

With that, the Wolf bumps his hip against Guxart’s, the best apology he can make, and Guxart takes it. He likes his way, and this method is one of his best to not only prepare his kittens for witcher life, but show them some kind of affection under the guise of training. It works, whether Vesemir understands it or not. He’ll bet anything the bastard adopts it himself, once he gets a pup who needs it badly enough.

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