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A Real Father
relationship: Geralt x OC! Daughter (or reader)
a/n: Requests are open! Thank you for reading!
warnings: abusive father (not geralt), minor character death, angst, fluff at the end, violence, mentions of blood.
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Geralt found his heart pounding in his ears. He watched as the Striga fell to the ground, shriveling up and dying. It had curled around itself in a fetal position, protecting itself in it's final moments. He realized sadly that there was no saving this cursed being, anyone who knew anything was dead or 100's of miles away and before he found answers this whole town would be dead. It had almost killed half of them anyways.He'd already been paid so he needed to finish the job. As his potion wore off and he felt his eyes return to normal, he heard whimpering coming from one of the rooms and looked around confused.
As he walked around a corner and into a corridor he heard a young girls cries get louder and louder each passing second. "Mama!" A young voice squeaked. He entered the room from which the cries were coming from. A young girl was sobbing over the body of a woman who was presumably the mother she was crying out for. "Mama wake up!"
100
a/n: this is based off of episode 9 of season 5 “100″ of criminal minds. -Requests are open.
warning: death, blood, violence, angst, George foyet, murder
relationship: dad! Hotchner x daughter! reader, Spencer Reid x reader (light)
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Y/n felt her heart in her chest. She couldn't hear, over her heartbeat and her vision was blurred due to the immense amount of tears in her eyes. She felt Spencer's hand on her shoulder and that was all it took to break down. She fell to her knee's being caught along the way by Spencer and began to bawl into his shoulder. His cane fell to the side as he held her close as she broke down into his body.
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Hey there! May I ask for an angsty piece of Geralt x Reader with prompts 4 and 7? Unrequited love and all that🥺 i’m ready to get hurt
Thank you for the request! I don’t write angst very often but I hope I met your expectations 💙
4. “Sometimes memories are the worst form of torture.”
7. “You can’t leave.”
You promised yourself you would never fall in love ever again. You’ve been hurt so many times that you felt like your heart couldn’t take any more. So you’ve hidden behind your wit and sarcasm and tried so hard not to let anyone in. But of course it changed the moment you met Jaskier and Geralt. You felt the connection right away and you weren’t sure how it happened but you all agreed to travel together. You were great with a sword but also had some healing abilities so you were a good addition to their little team. At first you were happy that you bonded with them on a true friendship level and no other feelings were involved. You’ ve had so many amazing adventures together and it seemed like you were meant to meet and “work” together.
But of course after one of the most dangerous fights when Geralt almost died your feelings changed. You were shocked and beyond terrified that you could lose him. You were worried for Jaskier too but you realised those two feelings were different. From that moment you were in constant battle with yourself, you didn’t want to feel that way especially when Geralt seemed to send you so many mixed signals. You still blush when you think about that one time when the night was extremely cold and you were shivering so hard, your teeth chattering. You obviously couldn’t fall asleep and next thing you know, Geralt is laying his bedroll next to you and without asking or hesitation wrapped himself around you to warm you up. It felt amazing and you fell asleep almost immediately. When you woke up in the morning he was gone. You tried not to get your hopes up but it happened anyway. You were so curious if it meant something for him but he was his stoic grumpy self as always, behaving like it was a completely normal thing to do and you should just go on with your lives. When you tried to chat with him he just grunted in response so you gave up.
You weren’t sure Jaskier noticed your little crush and you decided it was better for him not to know. It was your secret hidden deep inside. You felt like every time you got over it, the Witcher did something to make you think about him again. Like that time when you fell off your horse and lost your consciousness. When you woke up, he was at your side, tending to your wounds and you could swear you saw worry in his eyes.
“What happened?” You asked confused and he looked at you briefly.
“Something scared your horse and you fell down, hit your head pretty hard.” He replied softly and you felt him squeeze your hand. He cares. You thought feeling warm inside.
“Oh Melitele, (Y/N)! You scared me! I’m so glad you are okay!” It was Jaskier coming rapidly to hug you and caress your other hand.
“It’s okay, Jask. You’re not getting rid of me that easily.” You smiled at him and he sighed smiling back.
You recovered quite quickly and you hit the road again. One night you agreed to stay in an inn that held small festivities. Jaskier was asked to sing so he was delighted. You sat with Geralt drinking some ale and you were grateful for a moment alone with him. You didn’t have to talk much, you’ve learned his moods and expressions quite well to communicate. Your peaceful moment got disturbed by a man approaching your table.
“Hello my lady, I am Radko. May I offer you some fine wine?” He asked nonchalantly and smiled at you. You had to admit he was handsome with a beautiful and charming smile. You felt Geralt shift beside you and you turned to see him glaring at the man. It boosted your confidence but you weren’t interested in strangers.
“That is very kind of you but I am all good here, thank you.” His smile faltered but he wasn’t persistent. He bowed his head and walked away. Geralt shifted again and seemed to relax but you tried not to read anything into that. You were about to ask him if he was okay when the door opened and he visibly froze. There was a beautiful woman with long black locks. His breath hitched and you were confused. The mysterious woman sat down in a corner and Geralt immediately stood up.
“I’ll be back later.” He said not even looking at you and went to sit beside her. They seemed to know each other and you had to admit you felt hurt. You were stupid to think he would care about you that much and maybe have some feelings. You saw the way he looked at her. In that moment Jaskier finished his singing and came to you to drink something and rest. He got a bit worried when you didn’t speak up or mock his performance.
“Everything okay, (Y/n)?” He asked and when you didn’t respond he followed your line of sight. “Oh…” Was all he said when he realised what was going on.
“Why am I so stupid, Jask?” You asked suddenly angry with yourself.
“Hey, hey… You’re not stupid, okay? He is the one being stupid for not seeing what treasure he already has.” The bard put his hand on yours in support. You closed your eyes to block the view but it was already burned into your brain. You were so mad at yourself for letting it happen again. You promised yourself and you failed.
“I can’t do this, Jaskier.” You said suddenly and the bards’ brows rose in confusion.
“What are you talking about?” He asked with a frown.
“I can’t deal with all of that again. I can’t do this to myself.” You explained hoping he’d understand. “I think this is it for me. I heard there is a healer in the next village and she needs help. I’m going to go stay with her.” You added casting your eyes downward trying to stop the tears.
“Fuck… No, that’s not right…” Jaskier panicked, he cared about your friendship deeply and didn’t want to lose you.
“But I have to, don’t make it harder, Jask. You know I love you but I have to take care of myself. This is for the best. And my door will always be open for you, remember that. Take care of him, will you?” You teared up but got up and kissed Jaskier on the cheek which was also wet.
“Be careful, (Y/N). Don’t do anything stupid without me and I promise I’ll come visit you as much as I can…” He promised and squeezed your hand when you gathered your things and started to leave. You went past Geralt who was fully focused on his friend and got out of the inn heading for your horse. The Witcher sensed you and your tears and turned around to look for you but failed. He excused the woman and went to Jaskier. His stomach twisted when he noticed he was crying.
“What’s going on? Where is (Y/N)?” he asked, trying to remain calm.
“Fuck you, Geralt.” The bard mumbled and glared at the white haired man. Geralt was filled with confusion and decided to look for you on his own. He left the inn and was happy to find you by the horses.
“Oh, there you are. What did you do to Jaskier?” He asked, trying to be funny for once. But his humour vanished when you turned at him with tears and anger in your eyes.
“What’s going on?” Geralt was beyond confused and worried.
“I’m leaving.” You stated simply and turned to your horse.
“What? Why? You can’t leave us.” His eyes were wide and pleading.
“Stop torturing me!” You said in a raised voice which surprised him.
“What are you talking about? I am not torturing you!”
“Sometimes memories are the worst form of torture…” You said quietly and looked down. It took him a few seconds to connect the dots.
“Oh, (Y/N)... I didn’t know… I….”
“Don’t. I don’t want your pity. Go back to that woman, I’ve seen the way you looked at her. And I’m not going to watch it and pretend I don’t care. It’s time for me to move on and take care of myself. Good luck, Geralt.” It took all your strength to say that and get on your horse. You looked at him one last time to see him speechless and maybe scared? But you didn’t want to think about it. You took a deep breath and rode off. You think you heard him shouting your name and cursing but you didn’t dare to check it.
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Soft!Geralt Headcanons
Geralt of Rivia x reader
This man is angsty AF
But what's to say that he can't be soft???
Like come on, he'd give THE best hugs (like SUPER soft hugs)
Probably gives the most softest kisses ever
Sure, Geralt can be a little heavy handed, but with you, he would be very gentle
Besides Geralt, you're the only one who's allowed to pet Roach (and ride on Roach-provided that Geralt takes the reins, or course)
Get would be rather closed off at first, not wanting to start anything; but once you two were together for a while, he would warm up to you (a lot)
You're probably the only one (besides Roach) that he can actually talk to about his feelings and such)
Geralt would be scared to be intimate with you at the start (because of being a Witcher), but would soon have his hands all over you
He would teach you self-defense, in case you were ever alone and he wasn't near by to protect you
You would both have sex when you can, wih Geralt being super gentle with you, taking his time, making sure that you feel good
This man could last for HOURS
You would always tend to Geralt's wounds after he'd been in a fight-he'd trust you in that way
He normally doesn't say it a lot, but he deeply appreciates and loves you
VVVV protective of one another
If someone so much as laid a finger on you, they'd probably be seriously injured or worse (--expelled--)
Geralt would be slightly jealous of you being good friends with Jaskier (this would probably end up in quite a bit of jealously sex-most of the time)
You being one of his weaknesses (besides Roach--and of course Jaskier)
He would often give you heart eyes whenever you weren't looking (of whenever you did something badass)
You both helping each other out when needed
On occasion, he'd give you a big ass soft hug (and he'd probably want to stay like that for a hot while)
This man ABSOLUTELY has to be the big spoon- no questions asked
Always has an arm draped over you, keeping you close
This man is warm AF, and to be honest, when in bed with Geralt, you just love to bury your head into his chest (I mean- who wouldn't want to squish their face into his tiddies, come on!!)
Even though you both aren't really verbal about your love for each other, you both know that you love each other dearly, and would kill for one another (and would kill for Jaskier too- don't worry)
Soft
relationship: Geralt x reader
a/n: Requests are open
warnings: fluff
The sun began to peak above the dark forest, beams of light shining through roof of leaves and making its way to the forest floor. Opening your eyes, you see Geralt is still asleep. Wispy strands of white hair frame his face making you smile. You love the rare occasions you get to wake up before him. Typically he wakes at the drop of a leaf, or any other minuscule sound that might occur in the forest. It's in his nature to be alert, to protect you both from any monsters that might appear. Though, he would never put you in danger on purpose. If he had the tiniest gut feeling that the forest floor wouldn't be safe you'd find yourself riding Roach to wherever he did deem safe.
Whenever Geralt is asleep, he looks softer than usual. Typically he has a hard exterior up, not willing to let anyone in. But asleep? He's the Geralt that only you get to see. The soft one, with loving touches, long embraces, and the one who whispers sweet nothings into your ear. The man who is typically made up of one word answers (usually 'fuck') to everyone else, but when it comes to you could go on and on about anything.