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Princess of the Elves

Pairing: Geralt X Reader

Summary: As Princess of the Elves, life at the Edge of the World is a little less-than-fun. However when a Witcher and his Bard show up in your brother’s court, your life gets all the more interesting. Or what happens when a young woman follows a Witcher into too much trouble.

Warnings: Language, Smut, Fluff, Violence, Flashbacks, Injuries,

Word Count: 5,2K

A/n: Writing for Geralt is one of my favourite things to do now. If you haven’t seen the Witcher PLEASE go watch it because it’s amazing. This takes place in episode 2 and contains little-to-no spoilers!

THIS WILL HAVE A SECOND PART!!!

MASTERLIST

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“This is the part where we escape,” the human says, tugging against his restraints. The white-haired man behind him grunts, struggling to break his bonds.

“This is the part where they kill us!” He snarls. You watch from a dark corner in the room as Toruviel kicks the human in the face.

“Beast!” She snarls in Elder, kicking the white-haired man.

“Elves,” he spits, glaring up at her.

“Hey, that’s my lute!” You watch with a frown as his lute gets destroyed, all the while his companion is being kicked mercilessly.

“Shut up!” The white-haired man yells.

“No, you shut up!” Toruviel snaps.

“My elder speech is rough. I only got part of that.” You can almost hear Toruviel’s annoyance. “Humans, shut up!”

The human nods and replies in Elder, “Ah, got it, thanks so much.”

“Do you wanna die right now?” She asks, towering over the two men. “As opposed to later?” The pale one demands, spitting out blood. She kicks the human in the stomach and the other man nearly snarls.

“Leave off! He’s just a Bard!”

She turns to the pale man, a wave of newfound anger in her eyes as she punches him time after time.

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Beautiful and Damned 13 - The Fall [Geralt of Rivia x Reader]

A.N: My darlings, your wonderful feedback makes me so happy, thank you! Please don’t forget to tell me what you think of this chapter, kisses!

Reminder: This story will not follow the show’s plot, so even if you haven’t watched the series, you can still read it.

The previous chapters are on my masterlist!

Summary: Bliss can disappear in a moment.

Word Count: 3443

Warnings: Mentions of sex and violence.

This just had to be the brightest idea.

It had all started a couple of days ago when you were pulled into a deserted hallway by Geralt, and you had whined about how you could barely see him, your duties and his hunts in the forest but instead of just telling you to bear it, Geralt had come up with a different plan:

To visit your chambers, when he came back at dawn. Needless to say, now every night was better since you had the hope of seeing him when you woke up.

Well, with the exception of nightmares of course.

It had to be around the fifth time you had fallen asleep that through your haze you realized a movement in the room, by the window. You wanted to open your eyes, you really did, but your bed was very warm and peaceful and it surrounded you until you felt a soft touch over your hair, and heard his deep voice.

“Good morning princess.”

You forced yourself to open your eyes even though your eyelids weighed a ton, and a small smile pulled at your lips the moment the sight of him filled your vision.

“Welcome back,” you snuggled deeper into the covers, mind still clouded because of the fog of the sleep, “Is it morning already?”

“Almost,” he said, “Dawn.”

“Oh,” you yawned, then reached out to run your fingertips over his hand, “Was it a difficult hunt?”

“Not really,” he muttered, “Go back to sleep, hm?”

“No.”

He chuckled, “No?”

You were sure that normally you would be too embarrassed to even suggest such a thing, but luckily the sleep managed to get rid of any control you had over your mouth.

“Come,” you patted the bed and he tilted his head,

“Hm?”

“It’s warm,” you mumbled as you yawned, “You’re tired, and it’s too early.”

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