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Y/N and the rest of the Creature Commandos take on heavy fire…

Y/N: if we somehow survive this, wanna go out for drinks?

Bride: I don’t normally drink

Y/N: oh well we could try-

Bride: no I mean I literally don’t drink! At all.

Y/N: oh

Bride: but I would still love to spend time with you!

For @iiconicsfan25

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Request: Jaskier- Big Girl

Pairing: Jaskier x Fem!Reader, Jaskier x Village Mage (Lilna)

Pov: Reader

Warnings: Getting Crushed; Marriage; Weddings; Capture;

Summary: With a wedding happening in a small village, people are feeling more than stressed and even jealous. Maybe jealous enough to play with magic a little too much.

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A/n- @firefly-graphics for dividers; This is a request from @chocotacobread, I hope you enjoy and I thank you for the requests and I have to say I love the connection to Monsters vs Aliens.

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The day that Jaskier asked me to marry to me, I nearly laughed my ass off. He was sweet and sincere about the whole thing, and it had just so happened infront the whole town. Let’s be honest here I probably shouldn;t have laughed like I did, but I couldn’t imagine it to the be the truth. Look Jaskier is a fool, and he’s pure to every word he says alongside that it wasn’t like I wasn’t very much in love with him. 

But entire the village. 

There was a problem with Jaskier proclaiming his love for me infront of the entire village. I’’ll explain why. When Jaskier and I first met, he was a player and was constantly trying to get into my dress. He wasn’t very sly about it either. We didn’t travel together by any means, but there was always a young lady by his side dragging him by the arm to whatever her eyes gazed across. She was a great mage I later found out when she felt threated by my ever growing presence. Geralt told me to just ignore it, but when things got difficult between Jaskier and his crazy mage. Things began hard to ignore. 

Things started toget crazy when the fighting between Jaskier and this mage named Lilna got dangerous. Jaskier had come running to me or Geralt multiple times a week. His face would be bruised and his ego was even worse. He was a utter and complete mess whenever they would fight. So I sat down with him one night after he had come running to me for help. 

There latest fight had been the cause of Lilna jealousy of Jaskier and I’s relationship… A friendship a good friendship. Lilna had accused Jaskier of not loving her anymore and cheating on her with me. Somethng that at that point I would never had thought was possible.. The cheating with Jaskier. It had gone beyond a physical fight she had out done herself in this fight using her magic mixed with her words and fists. 

Pour Jaskier couldn’t manage to get a word in, or a punch not that Jaskier was ever a violent man. Such a sweet man couldn’t and wouldn’t hurt a soul. So there we sat. The edge of my bed. His pride and ego were again bruised, but there was something more under all the ego. He was hurt because he has thought he had something special with Lilna. 

The truth was thought she was abusive and nasty person to Jaskier, and he needed a out. So, I gave him one. I mentioned that night how maybe it would be best if he took a few days to himself. That he was more then welcome to stay at my home. Safe for atleast a couple of days. 

So here we are, years later and he’s still here in our home which we share. One of which we love, like we love each other. Back to the village and him asking me to marry him. He kneeled on one knee, and took out what looked like something he’d stole from Geralt. 

“Will you marry me, Y/n?” He asked infront of the village, and I laughed inside I laughed inside of my head. Never did I think I’d see myself here. It was silent the village was never this quite, was everyone waiting for my answer? Jaskier pleading eyes were always so hard to deny, so I didn’t. 

From there everything seemed so fast. Geralt had somehow convinced a local church to let us use it, and by convince I feel like it wasn’t in the nice way. I’d gone dress shopping, Jaskier saying that he wanted everything to go prefect for me and him. A perfect dream he called it. 

That was until my wedding day, until I noticed a certain someone that should’t have been there. Geralt and all of our alive friends were there waiting for those words “I do” Something felt wrong though, like shit was going to go down. I looked around once more before Geralt took me down the aisle to Jaskier. 

As Geralt and I walked down the aisle. I whispered. ‘Geralt I think shit is going to go down. I swear I can feel it.’ Geralt just sighed, “Enjoy it while you can Y/n. You’ll evanutally know what I mean” Was all he said before we reached Jaskier. You know in every fable there’s that part of the wedding when the crowd is asked if there “are any objections to this wedding?” Yeah…. 

What did I tell you I felt it, and Geralt didn’t believe me when I said something was going to go wrong, and now we are. There’s of course an objection. From that certain someone who shouldn’t be here. From that certain mage. 

She stands at the back of the church. Her fire red hair is undeniable to see as she makes her way to the front of the church. “Yeah I do have an objection.” Her words are loud and scary at best. I look over Jaskier shoulder straight at Geralt. My eyes wide, a pleading look. A rather “I told you so” look. 

“I have a few words I’d like to say to you Y/n.” Lilna says. She’s still walking closer to Jaskier and I. This is just dripping with trouble and it keeps closer to me and my marriage. “I always thought that I was right, that you stole him from me.” Lilna says touch her plam to Jaskiers shoulder. My eyes stay trained on her movements. “I never thought I’d enjoy hurting Jaskier like this will.” She saus before spouting off some random words. The phrase of words is so quickly spout out that I nearly can’t hear what Lilna has even said to me. 

Geralt’s face goes pale, as I see out of the corner of my eyes he starts to realize what’s happened. Something feels off and funny, and all I can think of is I need space, and I need to get out of here. This church keeps getting smaller and smalller by the minute. I look at Jaskier for only a moment, and run out of the church. My shoes falling off my feel, and I just kept going until I was outside, but the sun doesn’t help. Hell the dress is crushing around my skin. 

Lilna had disppaerd but there she was again following me as I tore at the hem of my white dress. “You know he’ll never love you like he did me Y/n. He will never love you like this anymore.” Lilna said to me, everything felt odd and when I looked back over at her. Lilna was so tiny, and my vision was all fucked up. I blinked a few times before looking around again. I was looking at the tops of the pine trees that surrounded the church. “Y/n, look at you such a big girl ruined her own wedding.” 

Do you remember me saying that all of Geralts friends the um alive ones were also at the wedding yeah most of those friends were mages and when they all saw me flee from my wedding that chased at me. I had at least twenty mage chasing me. And before I knew it I was being attacked, and I couldn’t do a damn thing to stop it. 

I was hurt and Geralt just sat and watched. Jaskier didn’t even follow after me as I ran out not even questioning the problem. I was captured put in a binding spell. And dragged through the village with Lilna just out of view of every single thing that happened. 

I was done telling my story. There was no prince in my fable, no good ending. No savior that come rescue his girl. I was just the big girl who’s wedding was ruined by a jealous mage and her magic. 

A perfect dream for her… not me.

Completed on: 08/06/2022

Posted on: 08/06/2022

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