Geraltxjaskier Stories

Geralt and Jaskier are camping out as usual, Geralt has a question and the firewood ran out. what could possibly be revealed?

What could he do without him? The small bard, always following him around? Nothing. Never anything. He is stuck, a mess. Unhappy. Why couldn't Jaskier walk in, laugh at Geralt's brooding self, and play his music? Where was he?

"Her Sweet Kiss" is one of Jaskier's most famous ballads. Perhaps because that's the last song he could get from Geralt, and the only one he could bring himself to sing since they fell apart...

Rizeve is the first of her kind- a Female Witcher. The Demon Wolf of the North. A Hunter of Monsters and Men. "Part of her mystery is how she is calm in the storm, and how anxious in the quiet" Lilith is one of the last of her kind... whatever she is. And she's caught the eye of a Witcher, wrapping the living weapon around her finger with very little effort. "Death, bravery.... Semantics, really." Geralt has been away in the Skellige Isles for 70 years, hunting the monsters and men that lay waste to the once peaceful Isle. "I have ended wars single-handedly, Brought King's down to their knees, dragged the very light of heaven down to the sand, but my greatest victory was always that I was what sparked your smiles." Jaskier has been looking for his old friend for ages now, but it seems fate keeps pulling them apart. "stop running away from me, goddamnit!" "I'm not worth your worry!" "yes you are, you big fool! I love you!" "you-you what..?" A love story between the two most powerful Witchers on the continent and their mates, The White Wolf and the Demon Wolf will meet when fate collides, and learn what it is to love. "My light is easy to love, let me show you my darkness..." Geralt x Jaskier OC x OC AU Timeline GAY SHIPS VAMPIRES!!!!

Just a The Witcher modern AU one shot, with a sprinkle (heaping pile) of Geralt x Jaskier and a you blink you miss it trans!Jaskier moment

'You are my friend, you complete me. I need you.' 'I don't want you to need me.' 'We can't always have what we want.' A story of a bard and a witcher, travelling together. One is cheerful and bright, the other is quiet and mysterious. Noone would say that these two could possibly get along. And yet, here they are. ☆ ship: geraskier ☆ AU: my own timeline ☆ 13.05.2020 - ???

Because I had a dream about them and uh Yeah

This is a romantic (wink wink) story is about Dandilion aka Jaskier and Geralt of Rivia aka a witcher. *also in the witcher books i have, Dandelion is spelled as Dandilion. so if it bothers you, you can fuck off because i too, can not handle two different spellings of a name.

Geralt took his time to look at him, all wrapped up in clothes clearly too loose for him. He looked tired, with dark circles under his usually light blue eyes; now the color of his irises, normally similar to that of the clear sky during a winter morning, looked darker thanks to the dim light, like the ocean on a stormy day instead. Even if a week and a half has almost passed since he showed up covered in blood, scared, burning for the fever and shivering so hard he couldn't even stand on his own legs, he still looked as pale and exhausted as the day he arrived. At least, now he was able to sit without passing out. He didn't want to think what would have happened to him if he hadn't found him. Post 1x06 because I'm a bad person. Jaskier is hurt, Geralt blames himself.