There is a bard loose in the witchers' keep (though he's not sure he belongs there)
(@wren-of-the-woods wrote this beautifully painful ficlet and @warlordess said in the tags that she wanted more like it, so here are some s2 canon-compliant Geraskier fics of Jaskier feeling lost and lonely in Kaer Morhen. Gonna get angsty, babes.)
oh, the waves. by a_static_world
The shove comes to his chest hard, the force of a Witcher who does not know nor care the limitations of the human ribcage behind it.
The words land harder.
“Just one big, happy family, eh?”
“No.”
from what i've tasted of desire by asweetepilogue
Jaskier's coat as a hole in it.
tomorrow, i'll be brave by who_tf_cares
Jaskier doesn't know where he belongs here.
ft. jaskier and yennefer friendship, an overuse of the word 'fuck' and all its conventions, and my unhealthy obsession with joey batey/the amazing devil
once bitten by PenAndInkPrincess
(Jaskier hoped that he could have more with Geralt once, and all it had gotten him was abandoned on a mountain. He won’t make the same mistake twice.)
and all the things i left unsaid by deeplywornletters
After everything that has happened, Geralt and Jaskier are both broken. A simple question is enough to make them both come undone.
something healing by leaveanote
“I thought the best thing for you was…less of me,” Geralt says quietly. “You’re pretty much the only one in this keep who’s not bound to me by some sort of destiny, Jaskier.”
“Yeah, I’m the idiot who fucking chose you. Thought you wanted me to.” Jaskier swallows. “Thought you were choosing me too,” he says in a smaller voice.
Geralt hums, and holds him tighter.
“I was,” he says. “...I am.”
another angle on the same subject by haysel
A few weeks after the incident with the deathless mother, Jaskier leaves Kaer Morhen