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Hidden by the Forest by Frywen
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
21 Aug 2020
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“Geralt, please, I... can... let me explain, please...” Jaskier’s voice wavers and he takes another step back. Geralt strengthens his grip on the blood-soaked sword still in his hand and glares at Jaskier. At who he thought was Jaskier but is clearly something else.
“What have you done with Jaskier?” His voice comes out as a savage snarl, his teeth clenched together, every muscle in his body tense like he’s a string pulled tight, ready to snap even at the smallest sign.
“I am Jaskier. Geralt, please, you have to believe me...!” Jaskier’s voice hitches as Geralt takes a step closer stalking towards the bard in slow steady steps careful not to startle the bard before he’s close enough to strike.
“Where’s the real Jaskier?”
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- Part 1 of Ancient Forests Sing for Me
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“It’s time for me to get off this mountain, Geralt.”
Jaskier adjusted his trousers, rebuttoned up his shirt. But when he tried to walk away, Geralt grabbed his arm.
“Jaskier, you can’t just leave. It’s nightfall - the nearest town is days away. It’s too dangerous.”
“It was a metaphor, Geralt,” Jaskier snapped back, “but now that you’ve mentioned it, I think I will leave. It’s not like you actually give a shit.”
“If I didn’t care, I would never have let you follow me in the first place.”
Jaskier scoffed, pulling his arm out of his grip. “If you really care, then prove it. Come down the mountain with me, right now. I’m not fucking staying here a minute longer.”
“You’re being ridiculous, I can’t just abandon the group- “
“You mean abandon Yennefer.”
Geralt shook his head, “Jaskier, you’re acting childish!”
“Okay,” Jaskier nodded his head once, “I guess that’s my answer.”
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After the mountain, after he walks away, Geralt buys a little red journal on a whim. What starts as a place to dump his turmoiled thoughts turns into a daily habit of writing about his hunts, his life. But when he finally faces the fact that it's Jaskier he's been writing to all this time, what other realizations will it inspire? And is it too late to matter?
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Fuck you, Jaskier.
Maybe that wasn’t the best place to start ...
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Geralt has been hit with a lust curse that will kill him if it's not satisfied. What kind of companion would Jaskier be if he didn't help him out? After all, the great White Wolf simply can't die from a cursed hard-on. What kind of story would that be?
(And if it gives Jaskier one taste of the impossible intimacy he's been dreaming of, well ... he'll keep that to himself.)
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Lost in Translation by notebooksandlaptops
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
11 Apr 2020
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“Are you alright?” Jaskier asks. He’s been dragged outside again during the middle of one of his sets. That’s fine. He was almost expecting it. Geralt has become a little bit predictable, and a bad mood usually means he’ll want a quick pick me up at some point.
“I will be in a moment,” Geralt growls, and he pushes Jaskier up against the wall.
And it's fine. Normal. New normal. Jaskier goes and he goes happily and willingly. But there’s something that is tugging on his mind, something that aches.
He doesn’t put his finger on it until afterwards. “You really will have to start being more patient. I do need to make a living – and you dragging me away in the middle of my songs all the time is bad for business.”
Geralt gives a chuckle, “you’re saving money on the whorehouses, are you not?”
And oh.
Geralt is using him for sex.
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Or, Jaskier and Geralt start having regular sex. Jaskier thinks it doesn't mean as much to Geralt as it does to him. He's wrong.