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  • jaskierswolf
    27.05.2022 - 3 minutes ago

    Little Shop of Whorerors

    A Little Shop of Horrors AU... except the plant needs come not blood. So buckle down for some shameless smut, and mind the warnings!

    Ship: Geraskier (feat plant) Rating: E (in case the title didn't give it away)

    CW: Monster fucking, vines, extremely dub con, overstim, dry orgasm, double penetration (sort of? Do vines count?), anal, sex pollen, altered biology (plant lube has side effects y'all), ovi.

    On AO3


    Jaskier wasn’t sure when he’d become such a plant dad, but between anxiety and depression and lockdown… he’d just needed a little greenery in his life. One plant had become two which had become a whole nursery and Jaskier was getting better and better at looking after his new children. A year after he’d bought his first plant, he’d decided to move onto something a little more challenging so he toddled off to the garden centre in the hopes of finding his newest plant baby! 

    He couldn’t wait. 

    In his mind he was already trying to pick out the perfect name for it. His boyfriend, Geralt, would suggest Roach, but Jaskier was better than that. So far all his plants had individual names, with little name tags in each of their pots. They were named after all of his friends but he hadn’t yet found a perfect plant to be Geralt Two. Whilst he had some beautiful plants, none of them felt quite right to be named after his beloved boyfriend. 

    The drive to the garden centre went by quickly, as he talked to himself about the pros and cons of starting a herb garden. By the time he grabbed a basket, he was pretty set on starting one, and maybe grabbing a monstera deliciosa… god, he was awful at making decisions…

    There were just so many pretty plants and he wanted them all.


    He wanted that one!

    As he walked in there was a gorgeous purply, viney looking plant with reddish leaves. So colourful, so wonderful… just his. It was so small and so beautiful and urgh… he had needs! It would be his Geralt Two! And he already knew exactly where he was going to put it - above his bed on the little shelf that Geralt helped him install. Hopefully that would be okay, he would have to look up what it needed in terms of light and water… but he was sure the shelf would be okay. 

    Before anyone else could swipe up Geralt Two, Jaskier pulled it from its shelf and plopped it in his basket, completely forgetting about the herbs and the bigger pots he’d come to the garden centre for. The cashier struggled to find Geralt Two on his system but eventually after talking to their supervisor, Geralt Two was officially part of the Pankratz family!

    And Jaskier couldn’t be more excited. 

    Now he just had to work out how to care for his new darling. 


    At first, Jaskier didn’t notice anything strange about Geralt Two. The plant seemed to be growing well enough… well not growing exactly but not dying either which was a win for a new plant that he still couldn’t identify for the life of him. Nothing he found online seemed to match but it was a fun project and there was a little spark of joy with every day that passed and his new plant was still alive. Although the real Geralt wasn’t best pleased with his namesake. Apparently it was too small and baby for Geralt’s liking, but that was fine. That just meant that if Jaskier could get the damn thing to grow then it was all his hard work! No one would be able to take that away from him. 

    And then tragedy struck. 

    After just a few weeks, Jaskier woke up to find Geralt Two wilting and yellow. It was a complete disaster and he felt like a failure. He tried moving the plant somewhere with more light, less light, every water level and nutritional food and treatment he could think of, but the plant didn’t get any better. The bloody thing wasn’t even root bound. The humidity hadn’t changed all that much either. There was no logical reason for the sudden change in its state. 

    It was ridiculous! Jaskier even tried giving the damn thing some of his blood after he started watching Little Shop of Horrors when Valdo mentioned it offhandedly, although he’d never actually reached the end - too excited to try his newest theory!. But of course that didn’t work. Blood! What had he been thinking?

    Nothing was working, and it wasn’t fucking fair. Geralt Two absolutely could not die on him.

    And then, one morning, after Jaskier had nearly given up, he woke up from a rather wonderful dream about Geralt to find that one of the vines had grown almost a metre overnight and was now wrapped around his hard cock, pressed right up to the head.

    He squeaked, staring down at the vine, suddenly regretting his choice in bed clothes… or lack thereof. But the vine was glowing where it touched the leaking precum. Jaskier wasn’t even aware that vines could glow. The pieces all seemed to fall into place at once, and Jaskier knew exactly what the plant needed. It wasn’t blood, but the film hadn’t been completely off the mark. 

    It needed his cum. 

    And strangely Jaskier was okay with that, whatever his darling child needed to grow and make Geralt proud!

    So, tentatively, he reached down and stroked the tiny vine. It was long, reaching down from the shelf above his bed, but it was narrow, a weird sort of lube substance secreting from the pores. It shivered under his touch, unwrapping from Jaskier’s cock just long enough to caress Jaskier’s palm and then it went back to its meal, if one could call it that. 

    Fuck it. 

    He was hard and horny anyway, he might as well get off… right? 

    Jaskier closed his eyes, trying to recall his dream as he began to stroke his cock, using the plant’s lube instead of the bottle he had stashed under his pillow. God, whatever was in the plant lube was fucking amazing. Maybe he could bottle the stuff… he’d make a fortune. He felt dizzy with lust, his cock aching and desperate for release already. The vine moved with his hand, much sturdier than it looked, oozing over his cock and paying special attention to the tip, absorbing any precum that leaked before it could drip onto Jaskier’s stomach. 

    “Holy fuck,” Jaskier gasped, his back arching off the mattress as he hurtled towards his orgasm, but before he could cum, the vine pressed inside his cock, and he howled.

    Sounding was something that he’d heard of but had never found the courage to try. The vine didn’t care as it inched deeper and deeper inside of him. The whole vine was glowing now, possibly the whole plant, but he couldn’t see and he couldn’t move, too transfixed by the tendril fucking his cock. 

    It was… unbelievable. 

    His hand fell away from his cock and gripped at the sheets, letting the plant fuck him as it pleased. A pathetic whine escaped him and he bit his lip. God, if Geralt could see him like this… 

    “Shit!” he hissed, his other arm covering his face to hide his blush. 

    It was as if he were drunk on pleasure. He cursed and swore and whimpered, not noticing as a second thin tendril creeped down from the shelf. It joined the first, wrapping around him and stroking him with feather light touches as its kin fucked into him. 

    “Oh god!” The moan tore from his throat as he came, his whole body spasming as he was nearly blinded by his orgasm. 

    The plant sucked every last drop of cum from him and then retreated back to the shelf, leaving Jaskier boneless on the bed, drifting off to sleep. 

    When he awoke the second time, the two long vines were curled up in the pot. All the yellow spots were gone, and it was no longer wilting. It looked perfectly healthy… and it had obviously grown! 

    Jaskier had done it!


    After that, masturbating and fucking Geralt Two just became part of his nightly routine. His poor boyfriend wasn’t allowed to stay over anymore, not that Jaskier had said anything so explicitly. He just… always managed to make excuses. On the now rare occasion that he stayed over at Geralt’s, Jaskier always made sure to feed Geralt Two before he went over. It left him feeling more than a little exhausted, and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d fucked his actual boyfriend. 

    Geralt Two was a thirsty little bastard and Jaskier could only cum so much. 

    Only the more Geralt Two grew, the more he needed and Jaskier was really starting to struggle. He longed for a day when he wasn’t woken up with a vine wrapped around his cock, when he could fall asleep without being fucked out of his mind. Although maybe if the vine would actually fuck him he’d feel a lot better. His poor cock was oversensitive all of the time. 

    But the plant was persistent and Jaskier wanted it to be happy. He needed it to be happy. The stupid thing had him completely smitten from the first day in the garden centre. As far as Jaskier was aware, Geralt Two was still young, definitely not nearly fully grown. It spilled over the larger pot Jaskier had given him, leaves flourishing and vines covering half his ornaments and books on the shelf.

    The real Geralt thought it was ridiculous. 

    Well.. the real Geralt was just sort of grumpy all the time. It wouldn’t be a surprise to anyone if he dumped Jaskier’s arse. As much as it would hurt, Jaskier understood. He’d been a shitty boyfriend recently. Hell, Geralt probably thought that Jaskier didn’t love him any more. He’d been so distant and tired all of the damn time. 


    But there wasn’t anything Jaskier could really do about it. Geralt Two was needy, and the two original vines grew stronger and larger with each day. They were able to hold him down now. It didn’t matter if he was late for work, Jaskier had to feed the plant before he was allowed to leave. 

    And he fucking hated how much he always loved it in the moment. 

    Something about that lubrication it produced meant that he was really unable to protest, and within minutes he was always begging for more. He wanted to be filled up, bred, fucked beyond belief… but the closest he got to that was a vine sliding down his throat.

    Afterwards though… afterwards he was just… done. 

    He thought about getting rid of Geralt Two, but- 

    But he couldn’t. What if he fell into someone else’s hands? 

    Despite everything, Jaskier couldn’t do that. He would just have to manage Geralt and work as best as he could. Thankfully he worked with his boyfriend so it was sort of two birds and one stone. 

    Only of course that meant that Geralt knew when he was late. And he was starting to be late more often than not. 

    Geralt Two just didn’t give a shit, and at that moment, neither did Jaskier. 

    “P-please…” he gasped in between sucking at the tendril in his mouth, lapping up the sweet elixir like a starved man. “I’ll cum for you, just fuck me! Please, please, please!” 

    A thick vine just tightened around his cock, the grip almost painful. Jaskier whined and struggled against the vines wrapped around his wrists and ankles, as a tiny tendril snaked down his chest. 

    “No! No, no, no… not that!” His cock was too sensitive. The touch was burning, and he couldn’t catch his breath. After two orgasms that day already, he wasn’t sure he had another one in him. 

    And yet if the plant didn’t fuck his ass he felt like he might actually explode. He’d never needed anything more in his life. More than food, more than oxygen… more than- 

    The door flung open. 


    Golden eyes met his as Geralt froze in the doorway, taking in the sight before him. Jaskier had never felt so vulnerable in front of his boyfriend, tied up, legs forced open, a vine around his cock… nearly in his cock, another around his neck. 

    Geralt Two protested the new arrival by shoving a vine back into Jaskier’s mouth and he moaned helplessly, tears rolling down his cheek. 

    “Jask, what the fuck?!” 

    Unable to say anything, Jaskier just moaned again as another burst of elixir trickled down his throat and he felt himself relax into the grasp of the vines, floating happily as the smaller one pressed into his cock. It didn’t take long after that for the vine to tear another orgasm from him, glowing as it absorbed the pitiful amount of cum that spilled from him. 

    He was failing his child. 

    A sob caught in his throat as he fell into Geralt’s arms. He was exhausted and sore and humiliated. The last thing he’d wanted was for Geralt to see him like this, but taking his boyfriend’s house key would have really been the nail in the coffin. 

    And he really didn’t want to lose Geralt. 

    “Jaskier, what happened? What the fuck is that thing?” 

    But before Jaskier could answer, a flower sprouted from one of the thicker vines and a cloud of pollen sprayed in Geralt’s face. Golden eyes darkened, and Geralt let out a low growl as he flipped Jaskier onto his front. 


    It was no use - Geralt couldn’t hear him. The plant had captured his boyfriend under its spell and Jaskier was going to pay the price. Another vine was pressed into his mouth and he let it, unable to find the will to fight. It would feel amazing with the nectar… why would he fight against that? And now Geralt was there too. He didn’t have to provide for the plant on his own anymore.

    It really was just a perfect morning. 

    When Geralt’s slicked fingers pressed against his hole, Jaskier felt as if he had gone to heaven. His body welcomed Geralt’s fingers, loose and stretched despite no actual prep, and Geralt cursed. 

    “Fuck, Jask, you look so good,” he breathed, pumping his fingers in and out with ease and brushing up against his prostate. 

    Jaskier keened and pushed back against Geralt’s fingers. It felt amazing, but it wasn’t nearly enough. The emptiness that had been plaguing him for weeks was aching at his core. More. More. More. Even with Geralt’s glorious cock, he knew he would always need more. 

    “G’ralt…” he slurred, half muffled around the vine. 

    Fingers dug into his hip, bruising and possessive, holding him in place. There was a ruffle of clothes, which Jaskier could only guess was Geralt stripping down, and then the blunt head of Geralt’s cock was pushing against his entrance. The usual blissful stretch was absent as Geralt sunk into him with one hard thrust, burying into Jaskier’s body as if he was meant to be there. 

    “So loose, Christ, Jask… what have you been doing?”

    “Needed more, plant needed more…” The reply was nonsensical but it was all Jaskier could manage as Geralt began to pound into him at a brutal pace. 

    It was almost animalistic, nothing like their usual fucks. The sound of skin hitting skin echoed in the room, the squelching of lube as the plant covered them both in its slimy elixir, poisoning their minds in a cloud of lust. 

    Jaskier was on fire. Every cell was burning with pleasure, his skin tingling and his throat hoarse from screaming, begging, crying. Still Geralt fucked into him, even as Jaskier came again, his cock barely leaking as he sobbed into his pillow. 

    Why wasn’t it enough? 




    Geralt roared as he spilled into Jaskier, rutting against his arse and fucking the cum deep inside him. But Geralt Two couldn’t be fooled. Before Geralt’s cock had even started to soften, a vine had pushed in alongside it, finally filling Jaskier as he’d wanted for long. The vine wrapped around Geralt’s cock, still buried in Jaskier’s hole, teasing at his prostate as it fed. 

    Jaskier had never been so happy to see the plant glow before, but he didn’t have the energy to enjoy it before he collapsed onto the bed. 


    Things got easier after that. His relationship with Geralt was back on track and between the two of them they were able to sate Geralt Two’s unquenchable thirst… well mostly. 

    It was, for a time, the calm before the storm. Geralt Two grew larger and larger with every day that passed, becoming brattier and nastier the more it grew.

    One day, when Jaskier and Geralt returned from work together, they found the flat trashed. Vines were everywhere, books thrown to the ground, glasses shattered on the rugs. It was like a petulant teenager that hadn’t got his way. 

    Geralt and Jaskier turned to each other. 

    “We need to quit work.” The words were spoken in unison and then they rushed to the bedroom, gleefully anticipating what Geralt Two had in store for them. 

    It turned out the plant had rather a lot planned. Once again, the darling had shot up over night and he now emitted a soft glow even when he wasn’t feeding. Both Jaskier and Geralt were completely entranced, unable to take their eyes off of the creature. 

    That was their downfall. Their clothes were shredded by a vine, far larger than any they’d seen before and they were pinned to the bed. Jaskier briefly wondered if he should be afraid, but by then just the thought of his beloved plant had his cock hard and heavy between his legs. There was no reason to suspect that this time would be any different. 

    Jaskier barely had a chance to grab Geralt’s hand before the vine was penetrating him, pushing deep inside him. The elixir guided the way, sweet nectar that made all his worries go away, and he moaned wantonly. Beside him, he heard Geralt grunt and Jaskier turned to look at his boyfriend. God, it was a sight. A thick vine was fucking Geralt’s arse, just as it was Jaskier, glowing a beautiful. Geralt’s face was flushed, sweat dripping down his cheeks and his eyes were squeezed shut as he bit his lip. 

    Their darling plant really did look after them ever so well. 

    “Oh shit!” Jaskier whined as the vine fucked relentlessly against his prostate. 

    Waves of pleasure rushed over him. Again and again and again. It was never-ending and brilliant and overwhelming. Geralt Two never fucked them like this, always too needy for their cum. The vine was thick, stretching him more than Geralt’s cock ever had, and yet it didn’t hurt. Jaskier could feel every single twist and turn of the plant as it impaled him, over and over, until he was a quivering wreck, sobbing and gripping onto Geralt’s hand so tightly that he thought he might break it. 

    “G-geralt… I can’t…” 

    But oh he wanted to. That was the worst part about all of this. He always wanted it. Cumming over and over again until he was dry. 

    “Hnnnnng…” came Geralt’s garbled response and he pushed back onto the vine, his face pressed into the pillows. 

    And then the plant pulled back before either of them could cum, smaller vines wrapped tightly around the base of their cocks, another weaving around their torsos, holding them firmly in place. 

    Something was… wrong. 

    Deep down, a primitive instinct yelled at Jaskier to run, but he couldn’t. Physically he was trapped and… well… he was still rather enchanted by the plant. The creature. So instead he just whined, struggling in the vines’ grip as he tried to get some sort of friction to his cock, or even try to push the vine back against his prostate. Something. Anything. He was desperate… for what he wasn’t quite sure of yet. To cum? To be stretched more and more? To sate the endless emptiness?


    The plant listened. Before he could protest any more, the vine penetrating him seemed to grow, widen deep inside him. He could hear the sound of squelching as more of the delicious nectar flooded inside him… and then something else. 

    “I- what’s happening?”  he managed to gasp, but Geralt was just as fucked out as he was, eyes clouded over as he suckled on a vine in his mouth. 

    Something moved along the thick tendril and pushed inside him. Whatever it was stayed behind as the vine moved back once more. Jaskier tried to turn his head to look at Geralt Two, but the plant pinned him down. He whimpered, closing his eyes as the vine began to thicken once more. The stretch on his rim was larger this time… blissfully so. That void inside him was finally dissipating, and he sighed, sinking into the bed, his grip on Geralt’s hand loosening. 

    The second object was dropped inside him, nestling in alongside the first… and then another… and another, until Jaskier was sure he might explode. He felt so full, his stomach feeling tight underneath him. 

    “J-Jask…” Geralt panted, “feels so good.”

    “Yeah, fuck, Geralt.”

    When it was satisfied, Geralt Two retreated back to the shelf, glowing and full of flowers, leaving Jaskier and Geralt incapacitated on the bed. 

    They were left like that for two days, unable to move, to drink, to eat. Whatever the plant had dosed them with left them hollow, shells to be bred full of the egg like seeds until the young were able to break out, slithering from their holes and making their way into the world. 

    And then it began again. Jaskier and Geralt were trapped in their apartment, at the mercy of the strange plant creature… fucked and bred until Geralt Two and its kin spread all over the world, taking over humanity one curious plant lover at a time. 

    Really, Jaskier should have finished watching the copy of Little Shop of Horrors that Valdo had lent him… but it was far too late now. 

    #the witcher#geraskier#geraskier smut #geralt of rivia #jaskier pankratz#vines #little shop of horrors #wolfie's witcher writing
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  • ao3feed-geralt-jaskier
    27.05.2022 - 3 hours ago

    by Tarkovsky

    “Well… you know, there’s another way to fix that.“ Geralt said, unusually serious. Jaskier looked at him, and was surprised to see Geralt’s pupils, blown wide open. "Is there?” He breathed. Geralt licked his lips, torturously slowly. “Yeah, Jask, there is."

    OR: Geralt and Jaskier are best friends, recently back home from college for the summer. Jaskier slips up, cutting himself with a knife. Both of them are surprised at how hot it is.

    Words: 1001, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

    Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)

    Rating: Mature

    Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

    Categories: M/M

    Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion

    Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

    Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Bloodplay, Knifeplay, Blood and Injury, Oral Fixation, Kissing, Making Out, Coming Untouched, Collars, Knives

    #ao3feed#fanfic#the witcher#geraskier #geralt x jaskier #jaskier #geralt of rivia #geralt z rivii
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  • astecea-rae
    27.05.2022 - 3 hours ago

    *they are practically immortal and live in modern world now*

    Geralt: the clutch! hit the clutch!

    Jaskier: what the fuck is a clutch? there’s a clutch?

    Yennefer: the pedal on the left!

    Jaskier: that’s what it’s called?

    Geralt: yeah! or what do you think

    Geralt & Yennefer: the third pedal?

    Jaskier: . . . there are only three after all

    Geralt: turn!

    Yennefer: the lights! hit the fucking lights!

    Jaskier: I’m turning! for Melitele’s sake why am I trying? I don’t even drive a horse!

    Yennefer: you don’t drive a horse they drive themselves

    Jaskier: exactly! *bumps* FUCK!

    Geralt: it would be better if we put you on Roach and let her drive

    Yennefer: let’s be real here she would throw him off

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  • rauchendesgnu
    27.05.2022 - 5 hours ago

    Mermay‘s almost over but I had to do one drawing. I can’t draw water.

    #mermay#merman jaskier#geraskier#geraskier fanart#jaskier#sirens#monster hunting #saving that idiot witcher from certain death because he had to be a self-sacrificing hero again #jaskier is so done #but he loves geralt #so he will fight an army of sirens and get his witcher to safety
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  • underpreparedbard
    27.05.2022 - 6 hours ago

    People of the Witcher/Geraskier fandom! I am once again calling on you to help me find a fic!!

    I started it but never got to finish it and then completely forgot about it but now it’s wedged itself into my brain.

    Essentially it’s Geralt and Jaskier get trapped in a cave or something similar and they’re running out of oxygen, it causes a bunch of confessions to come out as they know it’s the last chance they’ll get to tell eachother how they feel. (That’s as far as I got, I don’t know if they get rescued or not).

    Please help!

    #the witcher#witcher#witcher netflix#witcher fanfic#witcher fanfiction#jaskier#dandelion #julian alfred pankratz #viscount de lettenhove #geralt of rivia #geralt #the witcher netflix #the witcher season 2 #witcher fandom#geraskier #Geralt x Jaskier #whump#fanfiction#fanfic
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  • tafkamayle
    27.05.2022 - 7 hours ago

    You know I’ll play.


    Okay. Random wip, random sentence, but to be fair I haven’t written on this for awhile. 😅 It’s an arranged marriage au. You might remember getting a little snippet of it in a previous ask game. It was the one with the wedding braid thing and Lambert making fun of Geralt, here. Anyway, random sentence that sounds bizarre out of context:

    “Jaskier could see himself having sex with Geralt eventually, but he was way too keyed up for it to be very good now and if Geralt was giving him a choice he would rather wait to get a little more comfortable.”

    #fanfic#geraskier#ask game#answered asks #probably never gonna make it #I might post it on patreon as an abandoned one
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  • lost-ghost-of-kaer-morhen
    27.05.2022 - 7 hours ago

    Geralt loves brushing Dandelion's hair. He starts doing it,because " Geralt, my dear friend, you have to help me". But then he likes doing it,but never talks about it out loud. Dandelion knows it anyway. And when Geralt is stressed or tired, Dandelion runs his hand through his hair and says " my hair seems to have tangled. Could you help me, my dear?" And Geralt helps. He just can't say no to Dandelion with his golden curly soft hair. It's sort of meditation for the witcher. Dandelion may sing something calming,compose or read,while his witcher's relaxing

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  • mimeticeternity
    27.05.2022 - 8 hours ago

    Fanon/Canon question for Witcher book-readers or game players!

    How canon is it that Jaskier joins Geralt on dangerous hunts or asks/nags him to come along?

    It’s fantastic fanon that Jaskier asks Geralt to come along on hunts or sneaks after him when Geralt says no, but I’m curious as to how canon this is (I’m having fic ideas and want to know for research purposes 😂)

    In the show, Jaskier tags along with Geralt on the Posada Devil hunt, but Geralt didn’t think they would find anything so the danger level was a perceived zero. During the episode with the selkiemore hunt, Jaskier is left behind at the tavern while Geralt slays the monster. And of course on the infamous dragon hunt, Jaskier is essentially at Geralt’s side for protection whenever there’s danger (when the hirikka pops out, crossing the dwarf bridge), except when he was left behind for the big fight at the end (and thus far from danger).

    Essentially, for this fic scene idea thing-y I was spinning ‘round in my head, I was thinking of Jaskier coming face-to-face with whatever horrifying beastie Geralt is fighting, and being struck by the terrifying realization that this Witcher-ing thing Geralt does is dangerous. Like. He could die. Right here, right now. He’d had grand visions of epic battles and slain monsters that would make for famous ballads, but he’s realizing that he’d taken the happy endings and glamour of the fights for granted. This image led to thoughts of: ‘wait, would Jaskier have taken that for granted? Would he have nagged Geralt to come along or snuck behind, thinking that the fight would be fun to watch? Or would he have known how dangerous it would be and tried to stay far away? Would Geralt have made clear that these hunts are no joke and that he could fucking die?’

    Anyhoo, my scene idea ends with Jaskier actually saving Geralt from said horrifying beastie because competent Jaskier is the shit, but I would love any and all thoughts/opinions about Jaskier asking to go on hunts!

    #jaskier#geralt#the witcher#geraskier #thanks for reading if you've come this far haha
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  • ao3feed-geralt-jaskier
    27.05.2022 - 9 hours ago

    by goidtouch

    Brief drabble where Geralt is just. Admiring his lover in the moonlight. Domestic gays and i love them.

    Words: 453, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

    Series: Part 5 of Geralt moment

    Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)

    Rating: Not Rated

    Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

    Categories: M/M

    Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion

    Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

    Additional Tags: soft, Fluff, Stargazing, gentle kisses, Tender - Freeform, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia Has Feelings, Jaskier | Dandelion Has Feelings, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Jaskier is a famous musician, Geralt is a self defense teacher, Domestic Fluff, POV Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Soft Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Kisses, homoerotic staring

    #ao3feed#fanfic#the witcher#geraskier #geralt x jaskier #jaskier #geralt of rivia #geralt z rivii
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  • ao3feed-geralt-jaskier
    27.05.2022 - 9 hours ago

    by bloodredpomegranate

    Geralt watches in rapture as Jaskier turns his face up to the sky, eyes closed and arms outstretched just so; watches as he lets cool rain caress his skin and warm wind push him with gentle hands.

    Then, like a sliver of sunlight breaking through the clouds, stealing over his features as mist steals across water, Jaskier beams. He throws his arms out to his sides, and he spins around in the rain, and he laughs to the high heavens. He is carefree, like this—wild and unfettered, a creature of light, of love.

    He is beautiful.

    Words: 2091, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

    Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game)

    Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

    Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

    Categories: M/M

    Characters: Jaskier | Dandelion, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia

    Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia & Jaskier | Dandelion, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

    Additional Tags: Tenderness, Feelings, Soft Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Soft Jaskier | Dandelion, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

    #ao3feed#fanfic#the witcher#geraskier #geralt x jaskier #jaskier #geralt of rivia #geralt z rivii
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  • manyregerts
    27.05.2022 - 10 hours ago

    eda and raine. geralt and jaskier.

    no further questions

    #idk resurgence witcher meets owl house brainrot #eda clawthorne#raine whispers#raeda#toh #the owl house #geralt of rivera #the witcher#jaskier#dandelion witcher#geraskier
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  • fangirleaconmigo
    27.05.2022 - 11 hours ago

    Okay but your gladiator!geralt/prince!jaskier is everything and I need more

    Thank you so much!! In case you didn’t see, I rb’ed with my idea for a part 2.

    I am also writing it as a full fic. I just need a full draft before I post because I promised myself that I’m not gonna do any more “write as I go” WIPs since I already have two and I live in a constant state of guilt for how long it takes me to update them.

    But I have begun writing it. I have a beginning and an end that I love. I just need to work out the *waves at the giant hole in the middle* 😂 wish me luck!

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  • fangirleaconmigo
    27.05.2022 - 11 hours ago

    Hi there 🙋🏻‍♀️. I saw your idea about Gladiator!Geralt a couple of days ago, and it has been living in my mind rent-free ever since. I really love playing with perspectives and giving new light to old stories, and I just wanted to ask if you ever turn this into a series or oneshot or literally ANYTHING, please remember to tag me so I could be the first to cheer it on 🎉. Thank you for this ray of creative sunshine, have a lovely day 💐

    Thank you!! I’m so pleased people are responding to it. It goes to show that I never know what’s going to catch on. You work for years in the headcanon/fic concept salt mines and boom! You get a winner 😂

    I am writing it. And when I go to post, I’ll look in the replies of the original post and anyone who is in there, I’ll tag.

    Also I better create a tag for it. My brain is mush atm so not now but I’ll think of something.

    Thanks again! ♥️

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  • ao3feed-geralt-jaskier
    27.05.2022 - 11 hours ago

    by BlackandBlueMascara

    I’m fine and I won’t rest and Witchers don't have feelings and they most definitely don't get sick.

    You’re wrong dear Witcher...

    Whumptober 2021 Day 8: Coughing up a Lung pneumothorax | exotic illness | "Definitely just a cold"

    Words: 153, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

    Series: Part 8 of Whumptober 2021

    Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski

    Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

    Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death

    Categories: Gen

    Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion, Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon

    Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia & Jaskier | Dandelion, Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon & Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon & Jaskier | Dandelion

    Additional Tags: Sick Character, Hurt Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion Has Feelings, Protective Jaskier | Dandelion, Hurt Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Gen or Pre-Slash, Jaskier | Dandelion Loves Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion is Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon's Parent, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia is Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon's Parent, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia is a Mess

    #ao3feed#fanfic#the witcher#geraskier #geralt x jaskier #jaskier #geralt of rivia #geralt z rivii
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  • ao3feed-geralt-jaskier
    27.05.2022 - 11 hours ago

    by Lilywoood

    He regretted the word the minute they left his mouth, he regretted his tone and how he lashed out at him because of his frustration, he regretted chasing away the only person that really and genuinely cared for him, regretted that he didn’t go after him, but he was alone now and the regret were eating him out, sure he had his brothers and Ciri now but it didn’t change the fact that his dejected face still haunted his thoughts , didn’t change the fact that he was still taunted by the memory of his piercing blue eyes brimming with tears each and every night and day for the past six months, he continually reminisced and replayed the scene in his head, imagining a myriad of endings, seeing himself catching him this time, seeing himself apologizing, seeing himself swallowing the unhealthy pride that had caused him to lose the only person capable of appreciating him in a selfless way.

    Words: 1860, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

    Fandoms: The Witcher (TV)

    Rating: Not Rated

    Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

    Categories: M/M

    Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion, Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg

    Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

    Additional Tags: Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Mutual Pining, Love Confessions, Past Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg, Post-Season/Series 01

    #ao3feed#fanfic#the witcher#geraskier #geralt x jaskier #jaskier #geralt of rivia #geralt z rivii
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  • ao3feed-geraskier
    27.05.2022 - 12 hours ago

    by seph_bites

    “Oh, Jaskier didn’t tell you? That’s how Firefucker knew me.”

    “You ran into him? Are you both alright?”

    “Jaskier- “

    “Yes. We’re fine, we got out in perfect timing,” Jaskier said, cutting off Yennefer who was now looking at him strangely.


    Jaskier has gotten himself into more trouble than he can handle and plans to leave Geralt, Yen, Ciri. His family.

    Words: 2236, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

    Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game)

    Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

    Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

    Categories: M/M

    Characters: Jaskier | Dandelion, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg, Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Vesemir (The Witcher), Lambert (The Witcher), Coën (The Witcher), Roach (The Witcher)

    Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

    Additional Tags: Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff, Men Crying, Everyone Needs A Hug, jaskier and yen aren't dating but yes they are, if you get it you get it, Implied/Referenced Torture, Self-Esteem Issues, Hurt Jaskier | Dandelion, Soft Jaskier | Dandelion, Jaskier | Dandelion Has Feelings, Post-Episode: s01e06 Rare Species, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia Apologizes

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  • lakka-arts
    27.05.2022 - 13 hours ago

    me, staring at myself: bitch don’t do it

    me, picking up the storyboard book, softly: don’t.

    #welly boots beckons me #and I cannot resist #but first I gotta finish my geraskier one #WHICH IS KINDA FUNNILY IRONIC #a song sung by joey batey and another song that’s also sung by joey batey but only one of them involves joey batey #damn you Joe
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