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battlecries-dear · 4 years
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Geralt isnt cool or mysterious, hes just severely socially inept.
Him sitting dramatically in the darkest corner of a tavern isnt because hes being a cool monster hunter and gatherig intel on the local population, its cuz when he came in the tavern the layout confused him, and instead of walking around like an idiot he sat at the first empty table he saw, and then when he did get his bearings it would be weird to sit down and stand right back up again to walk to the bar and ask for a room so he sits there for an hour and twenty minutes silently reevaluating every choice that led up to this moment.
The woman trying to strike conversation with him thinks the witchers not replying because he thinks hes above her, in reality, Geralt would rather eat his own foot than enter in conversation with a stranger.
Jaskier going on about a story from his childhood and pausing every now and again for Geralts input, his disinterested grunts seem aloof and busy, when in reality hes so distracted by the curve of Jaskiers mouth and the gentle curl to his hair in the humid night that he fears trying to speak would result in an unmitigated disaster.
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Hey @witcher fandom why the fuck are we bothering with geraskier or gerkier or Geralt x Jaskier when they could easily be called Witchlion??
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mayanangel · 4 years
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Me on the way to your house with more Jaskier Dies™ AUs:
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fuckinwitchinit · 4 years
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Keeping my distance.
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neverafuckgiven · 4 years
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A Geralt/Jaskier fic inspired by D&D. Jaskier has a talent (latent magic) where he can boost his comrades. (Bardic inspiration)
Geralt's confused because all of his hunts are going so fucking well. Not one injury in months and he even feels more powerful, more agile. He didn't notice at first but when Jaskier plays, he feels like he could kill any beast, best any man. Yen is the one to break it to him that Jaskier's subconsciously charming him. It's not mind control; it's Jaskier's magic and mind looking at Geralt and saying 'we like this guy; let's keep him alive'.
Because Jaskier would be totally unaware. And this makes Geralt even happier for some reason (that Jaskier is trying to keep him safe whether he recognizes it or not).
On the flipside, he can also cast Vicious Mockery where he insults his enemies and they actually take damage. I'm weirdly imagining him having to rescue Geralt from killing a bunch of townsfolk and Jaskier just insults them until they fall unconscious or run away.
(This all,of course, ends with probably the best sex of their lives because they go to bed and Jaskier's moans have the same effect and Geralt spends half the night hearing his bard make those sweet sounds.
Then Geralt would tell him that he's not just keeping him around for the magic and because Geralt is so fucking bad at feelings Jaskier knows Geralt's trying to tell him he loves him.)
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From my new WIP
“Adults like me dear reader. 
This is the story of a bard named Jaskier and his witcher, Geralt of Rivia. The Bard and The Witcher. 
“At the time of their deplorable and heart wrenching separation neither knew they were so bonded. “ “ This comes from the end of the introduction and the beginning of the actual story. Yes it says so bonded, you’ll understand when I finish the damn thing. Context. 
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wildsort-blog · 7 years
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just trust me.
TRUST IS INTANGIBLE , to any man without a home ; as distant as it is fleeting and the sentiment only ever seeming to go skin deep . not like the winter or the cold that came with it , fastening to the very bone . nor like the fine-edged steel at his side . he could count on both to be biting with a permanence he lacked ; black blood wearing thin & his sense of self-certainty even more so . but his strength stayed unwavering , as much as his awareness             & if anything , he had learned the one at your back has the perfect vantage for watching it & for breaking it . 
‘               there’s not much of that , this far beyond the Wall .  ’   he kept within a decent pace , often times a hair’s breadth of space between them as much as the uneven ground would allow — knocking their shadows together & the knobs of their elbows . the cold knows no better vantage than the expanse ; like this , nearness is a method of survival . but it’s a closeness he isn’t used to , & when he shakes a breath out through his teeth , he almost stops to contemplate if she could feel it on the wind . 
‘  we keep going , till we stop . doesn’t hav’to be trust in that . but you’ll know if i do , if we hav’to fight .  ’
in the same hand as his sword , is the only way he’d give it freely . 
THREE WORD STARTERS             accepting  /  for @witchlion .
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battlecries-dear · 3 years
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wait im back for not even a day and im back on my “the mutations changed geralt in more observable ways” bullshit agian
guys what if he purrs like a cat, like the low sort of vibrational grumbling? And he doesnt even realize hes doing it, and its only something he does when hes real comfortable!!
basically one night hes in bed with jaskier, geralts reading a book and jaskier is humming quiely to himself, composing something, and at some point jaskier just pauses and begins to look around in confusion,
geralt brings his head up from his book and asks “what is it?”
and jaskier tells him he hears what sounds like a cat purring, and, geralt doesnt realize he does this (because hes never been comfortable enough around another person fo anyone to point it out-) , so him and jask spend like twenty minutes looking around the room for the mysterious kitten sound, which they do not end up figuring out the source of that night at all,
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There’s a softness to a minstrel’s hands. Where their fingertips are calloused but their caresses so gentle. Geralt expects nothing less of Jaskier’s hands when the bard touches his lute or silk.
But,
When he touches Geralt’s skin, he is gentle. He tenderly plays across the Witcher’s scars and there is nothing Geralt can do. Other than remain breathless or sing with moans as the bard plays him. Perhaps he is being played. Played the fool, played the tenderhearted, played until he aches with this feeling as he lies beside Jaskier.
And Jaskier asks for nothing in return.
There is a harshness to a Witcher’s hands. Where their fingertips are calloused and burned and their hands grasping and clutching onto life and death alike. Geralt knows this simple fact of life, of his life, when he reaches for Roach or one of his potions.
But,
When Geralt holds Jaskier, he feels as if he is holding glass. He gently cradles the bard as Jaskier hums some half-written tune. There is no other song but the one in Jaskier’s need and contentment in the space between them. Perhaps there will come a day when Jaskier no longer needs this. No longer needs a warm bedroll and wanton desire seeping into his nights.
And yet always Jaskier beckons him.
There is a peculiar feeling when a Witcher holds the hand of his bard. It is complex and contradictory in numerous sensations. Poets that will live beyond them both will never be able to describe it. To describe the way that Jaskier’s hands feel fragile and real all at the same time. The way that Geralt feels like stone and yet completely light as he holds Jaskier’s hand as they sit in front of the fire.
But,
Jaskier sings a tune. It is soft and just for them. It means something that Geralt understands. Even when words are not the Witcher’s way, he understands this feeling of completion. That perhaps this once Destiny has given him the favor. Even if it means somewhere along his path, Destiny will fuck him over. For now he has this. For now he has his bard.
And his bard stays, unafraid of his harsh hands. Because his bard is calloused. too.
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gunsblazing · 6 years
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re: rhian has a lot of blogs. like all of these are low activity in general, but yeah
(most) active  ---  @seamonstress  /  @bauempath
low(er) activity  ---  @crossculture  /  @certainrules
limited interaction  ---  @lifekept  /  @cravetrust
possible return?  ---  @witchlion  /  @refulgence  /  @narikei  /  @songslaught
might (re)make?  ---  lulu (league)  /  jinx (league)  /  red (transistor)  /  deadpool (marvel)  /  a handful of ocs  ---  essentially for some of these i either deleted the old blog or don’t remember the old blog thus they may be remakes.
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neverafuckgiven · 4 years
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So I wrote something. I haven't written fic in a while but here ya go.
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