#jaskier whump

[zzazzu]

„You don‘t get to be hurt, you‘re supposed to protect me! Geralt!?“

[blooms-in-april]

"Here."

Jaskier looks up from his lute to see Eskel holding the reins of a horse so beautiful it looks like a pearlescent moon.

"She's for you." Eskel says.

Jaskier moves as if in a dream, taking the reins of the albino mare. Eskel continues, the words flowing.

"She was a steal, blemished. Someone cut her deep in the head and sides. But I thought you'd find that romantic, you know. Make a wounded unicorn out of her marks. And you need a horse and you like pretty things. It made sense to me."

The chords of his throat knot, cut short. Jaskier draws his fingers through the white mare's mane, lute callouses catching on hair white as snow. He picks at a stuck burr and his heart clenches with the familiarity of the movement .

"Why couldn't it have been you?" He says.

Eskel stops abruptly. There is something wild and despairing in the bards voice, a reclamation of destiny.

"Why couldn't it have been you I met in Posada all those years ago?" Jaskier says. "Where were you twenty years ago? Where were you ten? Where were you when I was young and green and full of music?Of course I meet you now,"

He laughs, and there is no melody in it.

"Of course I meet you now, when I am full and sick of loving. You would have been- kind, when you finally sent me away. You would have killed it quickly, killed the dream quiet and fast, in my sleep, like a horse with a broken leg too weak to stand."

[toss-a-coin-to-your-stan-account]

jaskier's reluctance and the pleading "do I really have to do this?" look to geralt when regis says he wants to put in sutures for his head wound... convinced they did this shit for me specifically tbh

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Don’t get me wrong, I *love* “assumes they’re together after losing memories” fics.

But, I think the reverse could be neat.

Geralt wakes up without memories and is taken care of by a beautiful, kind, talented bard.

When Geralt works up the courage to ask how they know each other, Jaskier claims they’re lovers.

And Geralt refuses to believe him.

“No, really, how do we know each other?”

He just refuses to believe Jaskier would settle for him and is convinced that the bard’s claims stem from pity.

"Darling, really." The beautiful man says with exasperation. "Just end the joke. What are we?" "We're lovers, Geralt! Lovers! We love each other!" "There's just no way!" Geralt repeats. Every time he reiterates this fact, the strange man claiming to be his beloved looks more sad. Because the joke isn't working? Or his.. His evil scheme isn't working? Because it's just not possible that this beautiful perfect bard loves HIM. There's no way. Nothing as good as him could love something like Geralt. Geralt doesn't remember him. That's- That's fine. It's fine. They could've figured it out. But Geralt is just so insistent on the principle that they could never be in love with each other. Jaskier begins to worry that Geralt truly hates everything Jaskier does, and the only way they ended up together is because Jaskier wore him down. That's not what happened, right? Surely not...

[darklyhandsome]

Imagine jaskier taking one of Geralt's potions (whether by accident or because that gremlin likes to put things in his mouth, who knows?) while Geralt is out on a hunt. When he comes back to camp he finds Jaskier convulsing on the floor, clawing at his eyes which are squeezed shut from the brightness of the daylight. His senses are unbearably over stimulated and he can't stand it. Geralt rushes to his side and prises Jaskier's hands from his face, revealing bloody trails down his cheeks where he is bleeding from his tear ducts. Jaskier moans, white froth bubbling on his lips.

Geralt forces him to sit up and tells jaskier to vomit immediately or the potion will kill him like poison in his veins. He knows jaskier is very close to going into shock and if he does it'll be too late. Jaskier thrusts two fingers down his throat and heaves, vomiting up the contents of his stomach. Satisfied, geralt holds jaskier as he begins to shiver uncontrollably, his eyes still squeezed shut as geralt wipes the blood from his cheeks with gentle fingers. He whimpers, sweat slicking his skin but he feels cold, so cold. His panting breath sounds too loud and his heart thuds achingly in his chest. Geralt simply holds him until jaskier's head slumps on his shoulder and he falls asleep. Still geralt holds him.

When jaskier wakes his senses still feel sensitive as he squints against the light but at least he can open his eyes now. There's still a metallic taste on his tongue and he can't bear the thought of consuming anything but geralt forces him to drink some water from the nearby stream. Geralt wants to shout at jaskier, to warn him away from a witcher's potions, to instill in him the depth of the danger, but he knows jaskier understands, all too well now. So he simply sits by Jaskier's side, coaxing him to drink little and often, letting jaskier recuperate as best he can. It takes over a week before jaskier can see clearly, the light no longer hurts his eyes. It's another week before he can stomach food properly although still that metallic taste lingers. Jaskier vows never to put anything in his mouth that he hasn't prepared himself and geralt vows never to leave the bard unattended with shiny things to tempt him.

[astaldis]

Whumpy, Angsty & Smutty and miscellaneous Jaskier Fics Masterpost

The first four ones have the smut, te ther fics the angst and whump. Enjoy!

Smutty 🌶️

Shimmering Scales and Stormy Seas

This is the story of Jaskier's first time. Decide yourself if it is true or just a tall tale. (With accompanying 'art': Shimmering Scales and Horny Bard)

E; Words: 800; Chapters: 1/1

Oh, the Waves

On the beach you meet a stranger with a weird instrument. It is Jaskier, the man of your dreams. Or is he a dream?

E; Words: 1,341; Chapters: 1/1

Magenta Monster

Jaskier has the most amazing sex with a very weird, magenta-coloured monster.

E; Words: 415; Chapters: 1/1

'Of Tulips and Tits' or 'The Magic of Chocolate Mousse'

Jaskier and Yennefer return to their cottage by the sea for a little holiday twosomeness. As it turns out, the bard cannot only make the best ever mousse au chocolate, but also knows a more than exciting way how to eat it.

E; Words: 1,646; Chapters: 1/1

More Mousse Magic

There is still some mousse au chocolate left in the bowl and Yennefer is not finished with Jaskier quite yet.

E; Words: 568; Chapters: 1/1

Whumpy or Angsty 🩸

Where The Tulips Grow

Geralt, Yennefer, and Ciri learn that Jaskier has gone missing under suspicious circumstances. Circumstances that hint at a kidnapping. Yennefer leaves Geralt with Ciri and goes to save the bard. But not all goes as planned. The hero becomes the damsel in distress and Jaskier has to save the day. (Post-season 2)

Yenskier; M; Words: 23,951; Chapters: 9/9

A Recipe for Disaster

While Geralt's company is staying in Beauclair, another festive event is coming up. However, not all is going as planned. Will his friends be able to rescue their bard?

T; Words: 3,504; Chapters: 1/1

Help Me, He Whimpers

While collecting firewood for the campfire, Jaskier goes missing in the forest. When Geralt finds him, a surprise is waiting for the Witcher. And it is not a nice one.

T; Words: 2,167; Chapters: 1/1

Sleep now

Jaskier has a terrible nightmare. Geralt soothes him. But was it really just a nightmare?

M; Words: 423; Chapters: 1/1

Silence

It is quiet. Not a single sound. Eerie. Absolute silence. But should he not hear twigs crunching under the soles of his boots? The autumn wind whispering in the trees' orange and yellow leaves that lend a golden glow to the picturesque landscape? Birds twittering in the bushes and sheep bleating in the distant meadows? How can there be this deep and utter silence? And why is he alone? Where is everybody? Milva? Regis? Cahir? And, most of all, Geralt?

T; Words: 800; Chapters: 1/1

Where is Jaskier?

While the Hansa is on their journey searching for the druids of Caed Dhu, Jaskier goes missing. Geralt is worried, very worried.

T; Words: 9,054; Chapters: 7/7

Out Of The Blue

While on their search for Yennefer and Ciri, the Hansa makes camp in a glade. Suddenly, they are under attack, and it is neither by Nilfgaard nor by troops from the north.

T; Words: 4,202; Chapters: 2/2

Don't Despair, Friends

On their journey to rescue Ciri, the members of Geralt's Hansa have to eat all kinds of grub. One day it has rather unpleasant consequences. Luckily, they have Regis.

T; Words: 400; Chapters: 1/1

This fucking hurts!

Jaskier has a little mishap. It hurts. How lucky that he has friends.

T; Words: 735; Chapters: 1/1

Is that normal? - Or: A Lesson in Botany

While on their mission to rescue Ciri, Jaskier makes the acquaintance of a plant. Geralt is not happy. Fortunately, they have Regis, the higher-vampire-barber-surgeon-herbalist with them.

T; Words: 1,071; Chapters: 1/1

"Ouch" Says The Bard

"Ouch!" he exclaims, flinching back from her ...

T; Words: 150; Chapters: 1/1

Too Close

"Geralt, I've found something. Look, isn't it a darling baby?" Jaskier beams at the Witcher from where he is kneeling next to a bush on the edge of the forest. "No! Don't touch it, whatever it is!"But it is too late ...

T; Words: 1,860; Chapters: 1/1

Once in the Greenest Green Meadow

Jaskier is bitten by a very strange creature that not even Geralt has ever seen or heard of before. There are unexpected repercussions.

T; Words: 2,324; Chapters: 2/2

What the Blub?

Jaskier drinks from a well and swallows something fishy. How lucky that Geralt is there to help his bard.

T; Words: 700; Chapters: 1/1

I'll let the sea birds cry

Jaskier walks along a lonely beach, remembering his lost friends.

T; Words: 1,125; Chapters: 1/1

And We Fall Into Each Other

In the chaos of the attack on the refugee camp by the Chotla, Geralt and Jaskier got separated from the others and ended up as prisoners of Marshall Vissegerd who orders them hanged as spies. Is this the end of Geralt's mission to find Ciri? It almost looks like it - until Redania shows up.

M; Words: 2,338; Chapters: 1/1

Dreams

When Geralt is gone, all that is left to Jaskier are dreams.

T; Words: 123; Chapters: 1/1

Heat and Dust

It has been the hottest, driest summer in the Lyrian Plains since ever and monsters born of heat and dust are haunting the fields around the small villages. Fortunately, Geralt of Rivia is already on his way. At the tavern, a surprise is waiting for the thirsty Witcher.

T; Words: 4,880; Chapters: 1/1

'Toad' or 'A Very Unusual Pet' Chapter 12 & 13

A variation on Rience torturing Jaskier for information.

Ysgith Chapter 2

Geralt and his company stick to the original plan and travel through the Ysgith wilderness. Maybe not such a good idea after all ...

To Kiss or not to Kiss Chapter 3

Jaskier and Geralt's escape from the Redanian army camp from Season 4 Episode 4.

Into the Fog

As their ferry glides down the Yaruga through the mist, Jaskier shudders. But it's not only because of the weather.

T; Words: 555; Chapters: 1/1

Miscellaneous

A Lesson in Zoology

After Geralt has left, Jaskier gets the information about what happened on the mountain from the others. Then there is one question that he needs to ask the dragon before they part ways, a rather personal one.

T; Words: 900; Chapters: 1/1

Yuletide Delight

Regis visits Jaskier at the Chameleon in Novigrad. But he is not only there to say hello to an old friend.

G; Words: 2,237; Chapters: 2/2

Of Dandelions and Violets

Jaskier has a Valentine's date - but of course, nothing goes according to plan.

T; Words: 1,231; Chapters: 1/1

Candles

A year has passed since the events at Stygga Castle and Geralt, Yennefer and Ciri remember their fallen friends.

T; Words: 1,100; Chapters: 1/1

[bunnyfoxx1]

Another old drawing… in this one, Jaskier… and his White Wolf.

[jaskierswolf]

🎁🎁

ALLEZ ALLEZ

From this ask game 👀 I wrote more than ten sentences so have more than two sentences? (because I couldn't choose two). This is from some good old fashioned Jaskier whump.

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“Geralt?” he called, blindly reaching out. 

There was grass beneath his fingers. So they were definitely outside, not in a stable. It was unlikely to be a cave either. Jaskier took a deep breath through his nose, trying to ascertain more about his surroundings. He might not be a witcher but he could still pick up a scent or two in the forest. 

Burning. 

That would explain the crackling noise coming from in front of him - a fire.

“I’m here,” Geralt’s voice was gruff in his ear, and a lot closer than Jaskier was expecting. 

He stumbled back, startled by the witcher’s sudden closeness. Had he not opened his eyes properly? He was pretty sure he’d opened his eyes. Frowning, Jaskier blinked purposely, feeling the motion in his muscles, but everything was still pitch black. 

“Geralt? Where are you?” he whined, dread creeping over his skin. “Geralt!”

“I’m right here, Jask.” Something warm touched Jaskier’s hands, rough calluses brushing against his skin. “I’m right here.”

Fuck. Oh fucking, fucky… fuck. Jaskier’s breath caught in his throat and he gripped Geralt’s hand tighter. “Geralt, I can’t see.”

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