#gaskier

[marvelgaynesstothemax]

If Geralt’s heartbeat is slower than a human’s then in turn his breathing must be as well, therefore I strongly believe that this has happened before early on in him and Jaskier’s adventures:

Geralt, snapping awake: What is it?!

Jaskier, still shaking him by the shoulders: WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN “WHAT IS IT”?! YOU WEREN’T FUCKING BREATHING!!!

[bagelboys-withcreamcheese]

I don’t know what this trope is but I’m starting to love it

[vintage-misery-ep]

y'know i think i've figured out my favourite pairing/relationship trope and why i'm immediately drawn to some ships no matter how vague or lacking in evidence.

it's grumpy bear/sweet with pretty hair

something about it just scratches this itch in my brain like nothing else.

chief examples:

tormund/jon from game of thrones (peak of this trope/pairing)

geralt/jaskier from the witcher

andrew/neil from all for the game (this one is very loose they're both grumpy)

jean/jeremy from all for the game

erik lehnsherr/charles xavier from x-men (specifically the newer/alternate timeline ones)

bones/jim from alternate timeline star trek (see my favourite series western skies by anruiukimi on ao3)

dean/castiel from supernatural

ghost/soap from modern warfare (yes i fell for that trend sue me it's hard to find non-explicit content for these two anyway)

regulus/james from marauders era (they both have pretty hair, this one is very loose)

alfie solomons/tommy shelby from peaky blinders (these two? yes)

p.s. yes im aware these are all m/m ships, no i am not fetishising gay relationships. im an amab agender and asexual individual myself and i just like reading fluffy stories about people who love each other, and prefer ships i can relate to. bugger off.

p.p.s. literally all of these are favourited tags on my ao3

[ghostgirl15000]

[restless-witch]

varieties of exile - indulgent geraskier in drabbles

Witcher 3 + Netflix / This part is rated G / Incomplete

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The first time Jaskier dipped back into their lives is nearly a year after the mountain: Geralt was following word of an elusive royal griffin contract down the Pontar deep in the heat of summer. It was nearing noon and he'd guided Roach to a shaded creek along the road. The two were trying their best to cool off before the worst of the hot sun settled in their bodies, when Geralt became aware of a pageant wagon ambling towards them. 

Well, ambling isn't the right word, because he'd heard it quietly and then far too quickly the cacophony of rehearsing minstrels suddenly filled his senses and his medallion started her quiet hum and he cursed because of whatever fucked up faerie court shit this must be when he tries to be quick and sneak a look at what's actually on the road-

and he sees Jaskier. 

Perched on top of what can only be described as the gaudiest pageant wagon hybrid he can imagine. He's sure it's in fashion somewhere. It's apparently leading the summer caravan of bards and mummers and minstrels and poppet shows from Oxenfurt: Geralt had always idly kept track of their comings and goings to avoid the inevitable headache that followed a town in full drunken swing but he must've forgotten to this year. 

(That's a lie, Jaskier had always kept him apprised of their yearly route. Healthy competition is one thing Geralt, but I'm not about to fight a whole bevy of jugglers for coin.) 

It's an impressive wagon: nearly twelve feet high with what appears to be folded up platforms on each of the long sides. Jaskier is holding court on the bowed roof of it, an umbrella attached to his chair providing shade as he strums his lute and improvises verses- the walking members of the caravan chiming in for the chorus. Along the fairly even road the wagon only sways a little, but it's enough for the golden painted eaves to wink and Geralt feels a vague tinge of worry about a bump in the road throwing the bard to the ground. 

He slinks back to the creek when Roach- that traitor- goes to the road because of course she does because where else does Geralt take her when they hear Jaskier singing in the distance?

Their heads only slip out of the tree line for a moment before Geralt is able to fumble a hand into her reins, but it's enough for Jaskier's sharp eyes to hone in on Geralt.

Jaskier gives the briefest bitter smile and a short wave Geralt almost doesn't catch before he starts in on a verse about some local gossip. The wagon passes and an apple is tossed in their direction from on high and Geralt knows he's the only one who hears- it's so good to know you're well, Roach.

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A/N - there’s 100% going to be more written, about 5k more already, I’m mostly posting to make myself write more. lemme know if you like my vibes <3 it’ll encourage me to bang out more of this 

[coline7373]

People says Gaskier and Sterek got the same energy.

While I will grant you both got a Tall, Dark and Broody With a Tragic Past, Stiles and Jaskier are just not the same, beside talkative and seemingly weaker then their Hot Shot Counterpart.

Stiles is pessimistic, strategically intelligent, so sarcarstic it draw blood, practical to the bone, ruthless as hell, interested in saving only his few loved ones, wants to be a hero, guard his tender emotions very close to the chest because the slightest uncaring touch hurt like hell.

He is spunky, jumping into the fray to save the world with nothing more than a bat, a metaphor for his determination and bravery.

He knows he doesn't stand a chance. He is going anyways because it has to be done.

He is like a dog with a bone.

Jaskier is hopeful, socially intelligent, lyrical, full of love for Beauty and Romance, whimsical and unpractical, always wanting to save everyone, wants to witness a hero, shout out his emotions, fearless of getting hurt, end up hurt, heal, get back into the fray anyways.

He is feisty, setting out to love the whole wide world, including people getting into deadly battles, with nothing more than his heart, wide open.

He knows he doesn't stand a chance. He's there anyways because it's where it's happening.

He is like a butterfly.

Their personnalities, the ways they function, and what deeply motivate them (beside Good), is really just not the same.

[the-plaid-mercenary]

I've never watched the Witcher and I don't plan to, but amid all the outrage at Geralt being recast, what if there was one final scene where Jaskier leans in the kiss Henry Cavill Geralt, there's a cut, and when he pulls back Liam Hemsworth Geralt is standing in his place and Jaskier is like "...sorry. Don't know why I thought I wanted to do that."

[panspy-draws]

no guys listen--