#geraltjaskier

[its-fucking-tangerine]

i love it when my romantic ships have divorced energy [jeffbritta geraskier]

[fictionplumis]

Part 1

Listen I’m dumb so here’s more of that Ren Faire AU. I will not write an actual fic because my attention span is funky but anyone else can and they can either use this or not use this but here’s how these losers get together in my head. 

So Jaskier already knows he’s got a hard on for Geralt, obviously, he knew that from day one but he didn’t realize it could get WORSE, and it does get WORSE. It’s a couple weeks into Geralt working there and he’s busy so Jaskier doesn’t get to see him that often besides, like... Around the Faire sometimes, when Geralt is checking equipment and things and running errands, so obviously he’s dressed like he belongs at the Faire, which is super attractive and fits Geralt like a dream, plus he’s always kind of sexy and covered in dust or with a smear of grease on his nose from working on something, Jaskier is so down with that. 

Meanwhile Geralt also only sees Jaskier during the Faire and he likes Jaskier, is the thing. Jaskier got him the job, and it’s actually a pretty good job, he likes having a steady income and the work keeps him busy. He doesn’t actually have to deal with people. He also gets to travel. As much he liked fixing the old lady’s sink across the hall every other month (because she was old, and a plumber would take advantage of her, and she doesn’t have a lot of money to begin with, and he’s hardly ever busy and it’s just that the piping is old and keeps coming loose so it’s not even inconvenient) she doesn’t pay him with money, she pays him with overripe papaya and Yen was right, he actually needed a real job. 

He also likes Jaskier because Jaskier is just nice. Jaskier can talk enough for twelve people, so he’s never bothered that Geralt doesn’t have much to say. And he catches on quick to Geralt’s dry humor and snickers at his awful jokes. Geralt’s gruff attitude and perpetually bad mood never seem to dull his so yeah, Jaskier is just a general joy to be around. 

Then one night he can’t sleep so he decides to go wandering around. It’s two AM, the moon is bright, the air is fresh, it’s just NICE out and then he sees Jaskier sitting off at a picnic table and is like, okay, let’s go see what the bard is up to this early in the morning. 

He gets close enough and they both just freeze. Deer in headlights when they see each other. 

Because Jaskier is sitting there in sweatpants and an oversized shirt, eating Taco Bell he had Doordash drop off fifteen minutes ago and writing in a leather journal with a god damn fountain pen that looks like a big feather. Geralt has never seen Jaskier look so human before. He looks vulnerable and young and absolutely beautiful. 

Meanwhile Geralt is wearing an undershirt and jeans that show of his arms and this scar on his shoulder that Jaskier is dying to put his mouth on, and Geralt ALSO looks very human, and real, and not like some 16th century myth of a man, but like someone Jaskier could sit next to and lean against and talk to and maybe even drag this poor man back to the showers and wash out his hair because it had that look to it like Geralt had been sweating all day and hadn’t bothered to rinse it out well. 

They both realize right then and there that they are FUCKED. 

Geralt is like “Couldn’t sleep.” And Jaskier is like, “Need to keep my pop song list updated.”

And it’s awkward until Jaskier invites Geralt to sit down under the pretense of listening to his pop song covers and Geralt obliges but admits that he’s not really a music person, so he’ll probably just say that all of them are fine. And Jaskier’s like, “Cool, I was only going to pretend to take your opinion into consideration anyway, just to be polite.” 

They might make out that night. Who knows. Maybe they just decide that they like each other’s company way more than they thought at first so they keep meeting up like that and THEN make out one night. But they definitely make out one night. 

And after Geralt might end up calling Yennefer in a slight panic because he made out with the bard and fuck, now what, does this mean we’re dating, do I take him on a date, where do you think he would like to go on a date, he makes this little noise when he likes something and it’s great, I want to kiss him more but what if he doesn’t want to kiss more, Yen help. And she laughs and hangs up on his ass. The good thing is while Geralt is gruffly awkward in a way that doesn’t come across as awkward, Jaskier can not only talk for twelve people but also has enough confidence for twelve people, and the next morning he bounds over to kiss Geralt’s cheek and tell him his hair looks like shit and needs a good condition before work.

[maximproving]

Of Babies, Love and Destiny - Final Chapter Out!!

Aw yeeeah! “Of Babies, Love and Destiny” by @ylc1 is now completed!! 

My second pic might be a biiiit spoilery but I hope that’s ok haha 

Read the final chapter here

What a ride!! I hope you loved the fanfiction just as much as I did. I enjoyed illustrating it like a LOT and want to thank the mods of the @geraskiermidsummerminibang who made this wonderful collab possible <3 Thank you so much for your hard work! <3

Now it’s off to new projects but I’m very sure the talented ylc and me will work again in the future as a team <3 

[vellichrome]

Even a small love

by: shecrows | complete [ao3]

“Well,” Jaskier replies distractedly. “Lots of things want to strangle you.”

“You don’t.”

It isn’t a particularly troublesome accusation, or even necessarily an accusation at all.

[tossacointome]

Jaskier as a prince who gives his crown up to be with Geralt blink if you agree

[bibbybobbityboo]

So Get this:

Imagine modern!au where Jaskier gets highly drunk during one of the college parties, sings loud af Britney Spears on the table and when the “my loneliness is killing me” comes he makes eye contact with Mr “hmm” himself and his only reaction is an eyebrow going up and a little smirk. Bard (cause that’s Jaskier’s nickname) immediately gets off the table and run out of the party. Yenn (who is his bestie) would go after him for some talk and then he finally admits to have a bi panic cause he’s have a crush on Gerlat for yearsss. White confused af Wolf would go back home, still smirking, holding a small dandelion in his hand, humming quietly “Hit me baby one more time”, not knowing that he’s feelings are mutual but he’s a big dumbass who is not good with expressing them and specially admitting what he truly feels...

Thank you for coming to my TEDtalk

[w-s-kibela]

So, I'm pleasantly drunk and ready to try my hand in actually writing fanfiction, so send me prompts!

[kneesntoess]

wip excerpt

a year after the confrontation on the mountainside, Geralt and Jaskier reuinte and agree to travel to the coast together 

“We could - the coast.”

“... I suppose,” Jaskier agreed; Geralt had always thought of him as an open book, easier to read and even easier to dismiss. Loud, extravagant, superficial - but his expression now, sharp and blank and measured, was probably what had sat under every one of Jaskier’s gestures and songs and complaints since the moment they met. Geralt had never bothered looking closer, and had been taken in. 

“I haven’t been,” Geralt offered, aware that it was a paltry peace offering, but lacking anything else. “And - new monsters, things we haven’t seen before. New stories, too - the traditions are different there. For your songs, and - and your poetry.” 

“... Alright,” Jaskier agreed, eventually. “The coast, then.”

They agreed to meet at dawn in two day’s time; ample time for the farrier and the blacksmith and the apothecary to finish the orders Geralt had placed. What Jaskier did in that time, Geralt didn’t know - he didn’t see him, didn’t hear him, didn’t smell him. Given the tentative agreement they had reached, seeking out the bard unwarranted seemed like pushing his already fragile luck; nevermind that ever faint strain of lavender or sandalwood or wood polish turned his head, nostrils flaring. It had been a year since Geralt had smelt it last, after all. 

excerpt from Part 1 of a longfic I have in the works :D