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@geraskierholidayexchange
Hello and sorry for the delayed response!
Life has gotten a bit hectic for the mods this year and unfortunately the Geraskier Holiday Exchange will NOT be happening for 2021.
We're truly sorry to let down any of you who had been looking forward to it, but we hope to be back for 2022!
— Mods Dallie & Max
Here is my gift fic for @artemisiatodd as part of the @geraskierholidayexchange
A Gleam In His Eye, the Glint of His Hair
Summary: Jaskier wasn’t sure what any of his observations meant, he just chalked them up to being idiosyncrasies that were wholly Geralt. He should have known that there was something more to it.
Teen - 3k
Read on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28661340
Secret Admirer
I apologize for my extreme tardiness for posting to the Geraskier Holiday Exchange. This was written for @gotfanfiction
A modern Geraskier AU in which Jaskier is receiving gifts from an admirer.
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“I’m telling you Yen, the man doesn’t even know I exist. It can’t be him,” Jaskier paced the living room of his small apartment, small watering can in hand, completely forgotten. His plants looked on forlornly.
“Hm,” she replied, he could hear the scritch-scratch of the emery board while she only half-listened to his prattling. “All I’m saying is that he was there at the pub the night you played and he lives in your building and he can hear you when you practice and those have all been the nights you’ve got gifts from your secret admirer."
"Half the building goes to that pub, it could be anyone! Plus, he doesn’t even know I exist. ” He flopped dramatically onto the couch, spilling water on himself. “Anyway, I’ll let you go do whatever important business you have to do. You’ll be here before my show on Saturday with Triss, right?"
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Finally, A Winter Solstice Gift for Jaskier
Geralt was just starting to speculate in earnest when Jaskier reappeared around the path between the humble houses, an object roughly the size of his hand wrapped up in one of Jaskier’s best handkerchiefs. He recognized the distinctive pale blue linen square, its edges embroidered with a fanciful border in a darker royal blue. “Geralt! You’ll be glad you didn’t do the classic brooding loner exit while I stepped away,” he smiled, blue eyes beyond what needlework could hope to match dancing with a secret. “Now you can’t say you haven’t had a gift this season. Happy Solstice,” he offered the parcel to the witcher.
For his part, Geralt seemed nonplussed. His gaze evaluated the bundle, then went back to Jaskier’s magnanimous smirk. “What is this?”
“I didn’t go to the trouble of getting it for you in secret and then wrapping it up to spoil the surprise at the very end,” Jaskier scoffed. “You’re supposed to open it.”
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Every year, Jaskier gets Geralt a gift to mark the winter solstice. Geralt is not exactly kind about his acceptance of these gifts. But one year, he gives Jaskier something that may help to make up the disparity.
Written as a @geraskierholidayexchange gift for AO3/Twitter user vix_spes who requested a canon setting including various festive gifts that Jaskier has bought Geralt over the years and the one time that Geralt buys him a gift… Okay, I did cheat the prompt slightly. But it’s the thought that counts, right? ;) I hope you enjoy it, vix! <3 Read it on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28516092 (2605k, Rated T)
my entry is sooo late but @wyrm-mlm i was your secret santa for the @geraskierholidayexchange!! i hope you enjoy ur spiderman kissy fellas <3
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Sorry this is so late! I meant to do the last edits and post yesterday, but back pain made my brain uncooperative. I hope you have a great new year, Max!
Rating:General Audiences
No Archive Warnings Apply
Additional Tags: Sleep Deprivation, Fluff, Witcher Secrets, Geralt is a tired boy
Relationship: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion
Collections: Geraskier Holiday Exchange 202
Summary:
A @geraskierholidayexchange for @stonedgeralt. Sorry this is late, and I hope it was worth the wait!
Humans believe Witchers don’t need sleep to survive. Geralt was taught he should keep them thinking that way.He wasn’t taught what to do about someone like Jaskier.
“Look, why don’t we leave tomorrow? That is, if you’ll give me another chance to prove myself a… worthy travel companion. We could head to the coast. Get away for a while.”
Here’s my piece for the @geraskierholidayexchange event! It’s for @kaenanmatsuura , who asked for ‘Merman Jaskier and Human Geralt’ as well as ‘Some well deserved cuddles’! Happy Holidays! I hope you like it! ❤️
Your prompt made me think of Art Nouveau— I think because I instantly thought of them on a beach, hair flowing wildly— so I did it in the style of Alphonse Mucha’s paintings and posters. Below the cut is a version without the wave overlapping Jaskier’s tail, and some more of my rambling~
Do not Edit, Trace, or Repost! ⚠️
Reblogs, however, are greatly appreciated! ✨
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POSTING IS CLOSED!
Thank you to everyone who participated in the first Geraskier Holiday Exchange! We already have big plans for the 2021 season, and we hope you'll join us again!
We will be spending the next week cross-posting gifts and assigning pinch hitters to those who haven't received a gift yet.
If you haven't received your gift yet, please let us know by email or contact the exchange blog or twitter account.
— Mods Dallie & Max
Also!
If you posted your gift and we did NOT reblog it, please send us an ask! It might be that the tag didn't go through and we didn't see it!
Thank you!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: The Witcher Pairing: Geralt/Jaskier Words: 4,549 Rating: Teen Content Notes: Witcher racism
Summary:Geralt is injured on a contract, then he and Jaskier are driven out of town on the cusp of a bad storm. They have to find a place to ride out the storm and get Geralt patched up.
Not as whumpy as it sounds.
A/N: Written for @a-broken-but-valuable-human for the @geraskierholidayexchange! I hope you like it!
It took Geralt ages to come back out of the woods. Jaskier had finally finished the verse that had been troubling him and started an entirely new song before Geralt limped out of the woods, veins still running black with potions.
“There you are, what took so long?” Jaskier sprang up from the rock he’d been sitting on, notebook and pen abandoned behind himself.
“There were,” Geralt paused to heave a long sigh, “a lot more of them than they thought there were.”
“Are you hurt? You look exhausted.”
“I’m fine, bard, I just need to rest,” Geralt said as he approached Roach, patting her on the neck as he freed her reigns.
“Well then why are you limping?” Jaskier asked, gathering up his notebook, pen, and lute while Geralt swung into Roach’s saddle.
“Took a fall.” Geralt nudged Roach forward and Jaskier followed behind. “Twisted my ankle and probably broke a few bones in my foot.”
“Well that sounds terrible, your poor foot!” Jaskier exclaimed. “Don’t you need to wrap it up or something?”
Geralt huffed. “My boot keeps it well enough in place for now. It’ll keep until we can get a room and I can give it proper attention.”
“Oh, a room,” Jaskier pitched his voice high, feigning shock, “are we really to have such a luxury as a whole, indoor room to ourselves?”
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Geralt Gets Thrown out of a Wedding
A Gift for @emmaziege for the @geraskierholidayexchange
“You know we can never go back to this town, now,” Jaskier complained as they left the village. “You threatened a groom at his own wedding. His father-in-law is the mayor. We’ve practically been thrown out on our ears from a town that two days ago welcomed us with open arms. I’ve worked hard to improve your reputation, and then you go and pull a stunt like that?”
TWO DAYS EARLIER
They were on their way to a wedding Jaskier had been asked to perform at. The daughter of a mayor of a decently sized village was getting married, and apparently, she was a fan of his. It was less than he would make playing at a court, but more than he would make playing at a tavern, so Jaskier accepted. And where Jaskier went, Geralt went, and vice versa.
It was still new, this thing between them. Not the companionship, they had been friends and traveling companions for years. But the tenderness, the soft touches, the fleeting kisses, all that was new. And as such, it was still delicate, not as solid as it needed to be to withstand a hardship.
They walked companionably down the road to the village, but as they got closer, Geralt pulled his hand out of Jaskier’s grasp. There was no place where loving a Witcher would be accepted and allowed.
He looked at Geralt with sad but understanding eyes and didn’t comment on it. And soon they entered the village.
They headed straight to the inn, where according to the contract Jaskier had a room for two nights. He had requested a large bed, and had agreed; whether it was because they believed him a spoiled bard or because they believed he intended to share it, they didn’t say.
As they ate dinner, the townspeople requested a performance. Jaskier agreed but said out of respect for the wedding tomorrow he would limit his playing to a few songs. After his brief performance, he went back to join Geralt at their table. He made to sit down on Geralt’s lap, but Geralt was too quick and scooted away so Jaskier was forced to sit beside him. Jaskier leaned against him, pleasantly tipsy but not full drunk. He looked up at Geralt with wide eyes and leaned forward to kiss him, but Geralt leaned away.
“No,” he whispered to Jaskier. “Not here.”
He knew how people treated Witchers, with distrust and disdain. And he saw the love and adoration that had for the lively and colorful bard. He would never do anything that would make people inclined to treat Jaskier the way they treated him.
Jaskier looked away, and Geralt could almost feel the pang of sadness coming from him. Then he looked back at Geralt with determination.
“Okay,” he whispered back. “Not here.”
He took Geralt’s hand and stood, trying to pull the witcher up after him. Geralt pulled his hand out of Jaskier’s, but stood and followed him to his room.
Jaskier waited til the door closed behind them, but barely. “If I can’t kiss you out there,” he said as he wrapped his arms around Geralt, “then I’d much rather not be out there at all.”
POSTING IS CLOSED!
Thank you to everyone who participated in the first Geraskier Holiday Exchange! We already have big plans for the 2021 season, and we hope you'll join us again!
We will be spending the next week cross-posting gifts and assigning pinch hitters to those who haven't received a gift yet.
If you haven't received your gift yet, please let us know by email or contact the exchange blog or twitter account.
— Mods Dallie & Max
you come first to me
rated: g wc: 1.1k
geralt comforting jaskier after a disappointing bardic competition
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so i waited till the last day to post this because of COURSE I DID. so sorry for the wait. this is for the @geraskierholidayexchange. this is for thetrouveur on twitter!
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Before Jaskier even enters the room, Geralt knows how the bardic competition went.
Loud thumps up the stairs and a quickened heartbeat grow closer. Geralt gets up from the chair, the calm of meditation already wearing off.
A moment later, Jaskier bursts in through the door.
The bags under his glassy eyes are even deeper than they were before. His nose is red and a bit runny.
Last night, Geralt had told him that it wouldn’t be a good idea if Jaskier performed today. Though his words went unheeded, he knows that bringing it up now is not the best idea. Instead, he crosses the room and holds out a hand.
Jaskier places the strap of his lute case in Geralt’s care before flopping onto the bed face first.
“I don’t,” The words were muffled before Jaskier’s face even hit the pillow. Now they’re barely comprehensible. “Want to talk about it.”
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This is my gift fic for @redlightofdawn as part of the @geraskierholidayexchange
Summary: As Geralt knelt at Lord Godwin’s feet, planning his escape to the sound of various lords and ladies deciding how he should die, a lavish carriage pulled up to the front of the large Manor house carrying a rather unexpected guest.
Geralt finds himself entangled in some court’s bullshit until Destiny gifts him a way out. A gift that keeps on giving… him gifts?
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Jaskier just wants to make his Witcher feel good but feelings keep getting in the way.
Teen | #geraskier | 8k words
Read it on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28468218
Happy holidays to @major-trouble for @geraskierholidayexchange event. This is a scene from their wonderful fic, Coldly Comforting. I hope you like it!! Have a great new year!
This is a gift for @karin848 for the @geraskierholidayexchange!
I had SUCH a good time writing this, thank you for giving me an excuse to try soulmate AU. I hope you love it ❤️
Thank you to @drowningbydegrees for betaing and cheerleading.
Title: Three Words or Less Rating: Teen Words: 4,094 Pairing: Geraskier Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmate, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Writing on Skin, Emotionally Constipated Geralt of Rivia, Talkative Jaskier, First Meetings Summary:
Geralt has lived sixty-three years on the Path. He has slain countless monsters, bedded beautiful sorceresses, seen kingdoms rise and fall across the Continent. And he has never heard of a witcher with a soul bond.
As he stares at his arm in shock, he watches as another flower, nearly identical to the one he saw last month, is traced into his skin.
“Fuck.”
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An AU where anything you write on your skin shows up on your soulmate.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion, Eskel & Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Eskel & Jaskier | Dandelion Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion, Eskel (The Witcher), Emhyr var Emreis, Vesemir (The Witcher) Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, spy!jaskier, Competence Kink, Running away from your problems, Hurt Jaskier, Hurt/Comfort, Emotionally Constipated Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Soft Eskel (The Witcher), Competent!Jaskier, First Kiss, Oral Sex, Self Confidence Issues, Abandonment Issues Summary:
“So you’re a spy!”
Geralt’s head whips around to gape at Eskel so fast that Jaskier winces. “He’s not a spy.”
“Er, yes I am?”
“No you’re not.”
“Geralt, I think when Dijkstra recruited me and I went to spy school, I became a spy.”
Eskel snorts. “No one calls it ‘spy school’. You work for the Redanian Secret Service.”
Jaskier nods, smiling softly at Eskel. The other Witcher grins back. Geralt growls, startling them both.
“What the fuck, Jaskier? Why would you do that? Do you have no regard for your own safety? Your own self-preservation?”
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Or, After The Mountain, Jaskier makes some decisions in his life that lead to interesting outcomes, including running away from and directly back into the one person he never wants to see again.
Written for the @geraskierholidayexchange this is my gift for @contemplativepancakes. I hope you like what I’ve written, and Happy Holidays!!
Some snuggly holiday curling up on the couch by the fire for @geraltnoises !! Happy holidays, and new year!! This was my drawing for the @geraskierholidayexchange 💖
