They All Deserve To Be Happy

They all deserve to be happy <3 and they all love each other so much <3 Netflix Geralt deserved better than to be written by the netflix team to hate his best friend

interdimensional geraskier convention?????

from left to right: hexer geraskier, book gerlion, netflix geraskier, and game gerlion

colored about half of it on a discord call and the other half trying to ignore my family who had just arrived

closeups under the cut!

Prompt 60

For completing an especially hard contract, Geralt is given a present from the fae. "Your perfect love", they call it. When Jaskier is shoved toward him, Geralt wishes he could say he was surprised. Geralt quickly gains his shock back, however, when upon his bard speaking, he finds he has been completely drained of his personality. Jaskier speaks as concisely and directly as possible, with no embellishment or flowering of his words - Hell, he doesn't even speak with emotion or tone in his voice. Geralt demands to know what they've done to Jaskier, only for the fae to teleport them out. Geralt goes from mage to mage, sorcerer to sorcerer, healer to healer, priest to priest, hoping desperately that someone, anyone, can revert Jaskier back to himself. Jaskier no longer sings. He barely talks. He doesn't wander off, or dance in place, or reach out to Geralt. His eyes have even dulled in color, now a blank gray, always looking hazy and glossed over. Nobody can heal Jaskier. Or so it seeems! I love happy endings SO two options (or any you come up with but you know what I mean) Option 1: Geralt marches back to the Fae's woods and demands they speak to him, as they've disrespected him by not giving him his prize for completing their contract those months ago. When they bring him in, affronted at the idea of what he is implying, they are shocked when he berates them for at least a full hour over how much he loves the traits his bard once had that they had thought he found annoying. "So you never gave me my perfect love." He finishes. They all converse for a moment, before nodding. "It seems we underestimated you, Witcher. We apologize for the misconception." And thank the gods, Jaskier slumps in place and looks to Geralt with bright blue eyes. "Geralt? Wh- What's going on?" Only to then be kicked out of the fae realm again. Oh well. At least Jaskier was cured. Option 2: TRUE LOVE'S KISS BABBYYYYYYYYYY

I always headcanon the characterization as like,,, first month dating vs married for ten years

the Witcher Netflix seems to have convinced the fandom that it's like this,

geralt: I'm a monster, nobody can love me :(

jaskier: no you're not <3 I'll love you

geralt: no we're not friends >:(

when really it's like this lol

book geralt: yea I'm a monster, that's my lot in life

book dandelion: oh stop fucking whining, anyway it's great to see you

book geralt: dandelion, my friend, how are you

Staring at the screen. Cannot fuckign type. Finally getting myself an actual registered ao3 account instead of being lazy and just being a guest, and omg, nobody told me how hard it is to just... pick a name... What do I call myself Who am I?

My first ever prompt fill!!!

I"m absolutely BUZZING!!!! This is the best news, my family's ordering pizza to celebrate, this is the best! I really really appreciate the thorough crediting, and hope this can bring more people to both our accounts! Thank you for writing out my prompt!!!! It's wonderfully written, I had a blast with the ending, and your insight into their conversations hit my heartstrings! Everyone please go check it out! It's 854 words, no excuse! (cough cough, my one friend who can't read fics above 3000 words)

New story!

Inspired by a prompt from @geraskierfanficprompts here's a short oneshot about Geralt discovering a cursed lute.

The trader greeted Geralt with a grateful clap on the back and bid him take any of his priceless items that Geralt chose. Looking about the collection, Geralt saw many an unusual item - shrunken heads, possessed urns, boxes that could only be opened with a drop of the owner's blood. But what drew his attention was a handsome looking lute. It was engraved with tiny painted buttercups. Geralt's heart lurched at the thought of Jaskier. Having made his decision, Geralt took the lute. It was a perfect reminder of his companion and would make a wonderful gift for Jaskier should he find his way back into Geralt's life.

Returning to his rented rooms, Geralt was about to set down the lute on the bedside cabinet when he noticed a slip of paper stuck between the strings. Opening the folded parchment, Geralt read:

Do not play this instrument under any circumstances. It is cursed.

Geralt rolled his eyes; it was just typical that he had chosen a cursed item.

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Prompt 57

Jaskier likes hugs. Like a lot. Like dozens a day, a lot. Which is why it's so odd when Jaskier suddenly stops touching Geralt unless he he absolutely has to. Geralt is admittedly getting quite jealous, however, because Jaskier hasn't stopped touching anyone and everyone else. Has the horror of being a witcher finally set in for the bard? Is he disgusted to so much as lay a finger on him, now? Geralt starts just being concerned about it, however, when Jaskier keeps almost hugging him. So Jaskier clearly wants to hug him, but refuses to do so. Did someone say something? Is he worried about Geralt? He worries for Geralt an awful lot. Oh fuck, is he cursed? Geralt finally breaks and asks (demands) Jaskier why he stopped hugging him, when Jaskier clearly still wants to. "It's because you hate it! Obviously! I- I'm trying to be a good friend!" Geralt knows he can be a bit stoic, but he thought Jaskier would take the fact that Geralt hugs back and doesn't shove him away as more than enough motivation to keep doing what makes him so happy. "I never felt so bad. I really thought you had no problem with me being so- So clingy. If I had known better, I wouldn't! Honest, Geralt!" "Why do you think I have a 'problem' with it?" "You growled at me!" Oh fuck. He purred. Jaskier doesn't know he can purr.