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Fifty-Three (The Witcher Fanfiction)

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Geralt and Jaskier were walking down a road in a small town about to turn in the dead carcass of a basilisk they (well Geralt) had killed. As they were about to turn a corner a woman appeared in front of them, she had not womanly clothes on, but clothes you would see men wearing, her hair was long, dark brown, and a little curly. Her eyes were an unusual but beautiful green and she greeted them with a smiling face. As she kind of swiftly moved around them telling them how much she like Jaskier's songs, she got close really close and Geralt got suspicious but he ignored it. Suddenly she stopped talking, she still smiled but she started to walk away, "Thank you for you time, here is a coin for it." She flipped a coin in the air and towards them. Jaskier caught it and smiled, at that point Geralt knew something was wrong. As Geralt checked for the coin bag he had on his person, he realized both the coins and his necklace was gone.All Rights Reserved

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The Bearer of the amulet by YoussefSameh680

In a certain era, One woman was entrusted with a heavy burden of escorting a magical artifact to a far church on the other side of a vast kingdom. Later, she will know that the amulet wasn't not only magical in nature, it was holding something dark. Something that makes a man's heart beat like a hummingbird flapping wings. An personification of horror... An undisputed demon. If that wasn't enough, it gets way more worse news when she realized that what she had to escort, was an already target for another man...The king of the country. **This story happens before the "A Tale of Two Daggers" storyline. But you can read it in any order you want, the plot doesn't overlap **

The Road Winds to You (I Met The Strangest Man) by Hallianna

The inn stopped when a mountain of a man clad in black armor with two swords strapped to his back strode in the door. The minstrels screeched to a halt and everyone cut their chatter to stare. Jaskier went into full emergency mode, giving the musicians the stink eye as he said, "Continue, everyone! It is Belleteyn, after all! Don't miss the dance reels behind the inn, great fun!" He motioned to the servers and yelled, "Drinks on the house!" A raucous cheer went up as the inn slowly bustled back to life, but the stares followed the Witcher anyways. A Witcher. At his inn. Jaskier couldn't believe his luck. Most business owners didn't enjoy having Witchers around, but that always seemed like superstitious balderdash to him. Witchers were strong and brave and capable of putting down creatures that haunted the caves and swamps and killed innocents. It never made any sense to him to denigrate such courage. AU where Jaskier runs an inn, Geralt rents a room, and the two can't keep their hands off each other, but parting is damn difficult.

Life's One Blessing (The Witcher fanfic) by kzy3456

Geralt passed through the inn's common room and heard another strange bard singing the first song Geralt had heard about the strange Cat witcher, and Geralt hurried out. "Fucking Cats." "Well, that's just rude. We've only just met," came a stranger's voice. Geralt swirled around and his retort died on his tongue when he caught a whiff of a familiar scent just as he saw the dark brown curls and a Cat medallion. With a growl, Geralt lifted the Cat by his leather armor and slammed him against the stable wall. "What have you done to Jaskier??!" The Cat hissed. His eyes went from the white hair to the golden eyes, and ended on the Wolf medal on Geralt's chest. "Geralt of Rivia." He relaxed in an almost insulting kind of way and lifted an eyebrow knowingly. "So that's how it is." Geralt growled. "You reek of him. It was you. The songs he wrote. Where is he?!" The Cat smirked. "Well, you didn't think you were the only witcher worthy of a song, did you?" Geralt growled. "Since when does a fucking Cat travel with a bard?" "Why not?" the Cat said, mock puzzled. "He's charming, and he was writing songs about me, making me sound so heroic. It's been nice to share the Path with someone. The Path, the ale... and the bedrolls." ... After the whole mess of the dragon hunt, Geralt of Rivia has lost a lover, gained a daughter, and now his bard was singing songs about another witcher. Wait, what? *His* bard? Where had that come from?? -- This fanfic is set in The Witcher Netflix TV series, after episode 6 of season 1. It ignores season two almost completely and sets Geralt on a merry chase to self-discovery and his nemesis: talking about his feelings. Warnings: the story contains rude language, canon-typical monsters and violence, nudity, shameless ogling, mild-to-medium angst, and dysfunctional relationships. Image source: https://www.deviantart.com/yakichou/art/Geraskier-852512449

Fate - A Geralt x Reader by AshleyScruggs6

Fate, a funny thing, isn't it? How it attracts two people together. How events occur. Geralt meets a hunter in the woods, an unordinary person. (Y/N), fascinated by him decided to join him. Destiny has brought them together, though not all of it is for the better. Love stikes both of them, and the more time they spend together, the stronger their bond becomes, and together they'll face tough times. I do not take credit for the world, or main plot, as well as the characters involved. I only own the reader insert and the plot that brings her and Geralt together. All rights of that I don't own go the company that made the show and the writer of the novels. I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I enjoy making it! I will try to frequently update it and I'll keep pulling source material from the show, with a few things derived from the books and games.

Shadow Knight (The Witcher Fanfic) by xMis-Redx

Geralt visited a town that was almost empty and abandoned. Humans were living in the town seemed happy though without any care in the world. They were full of glee and welcomes travelers. Geralt enters a tavern to look for some job that people needed. Geralt felt something wrong and he couldn't place a finger on it.

The White Wolf and A Stray Puppy by killjoy_assbutt

"Ah, there we go. Don't worry, you are safe now. I will protect you, " his deep voice rumbled through my ears. Collecting all strength in my beaten body I lifted my gaze to look at my savior. But my vision would have none of that. The last thing I saw before drifting off into unconsciousness were a set of concerned golden eyes. _________________________________________ Warning: this story features graphic description of violence, gore as well as implied rape/ non-con and prostitution. Read with caution. _________________________________________ I own nothing but my character Nienna and her horse Vána (although the names belongs to Tolkien). _________________________________________ completed February 18 2020 Second part will follow when season 2 comes out. Ranked #1 in #thewitcher (omg!!! 😲🎉) (march 14)

The Witcher And The Ageless Slave by Lirix123

A witcher comes across a slave in a barn next to the inn he is staying in when he is going to on a monster hunt. Jaskier is immediately in love with her and slowly it becomes apparent that Jaskier isn't the only one. The odd thing is she doesn't age. She stopped aging at the age of twenty and being in her sixties now she she still looked exactly the same. But what really keeps her young and will her past catch up to her?

The Boy from Rivia and the Girl from Oxenfurt by readanlo29

Geralt wasn't always the father of a girl who wasn't his. He also wasn't from Rivia. He used to just be the boy I'd known a village over. The one I'd see with his mother when my father and I went to sell his crops. Even after his transformation, he was still the boy from the village I'd know all those years ago. Triss Merigold and Yennefer of Vengerberg were not the loves of his life. I was. I was the one who found him again after he survived his transformation. I was the one he came home to every night and in the winter. He smiled before Ciri and the other girls. I made him smile. I made him soft. I was the one he loved first. That all came crashing down the day I died. That's when he stopped smiling. #13 - #witcher Under revision 9/8/2024

Afraid Not by cloudsarefluffyman

"If we are to use you as bait to lure our possessed Witcher here to Kaer Morhen, do you understand what that entails?" Jaskier nods, but he remains quiet. A slight tremor works its way into his right hand, and Yennefer smirks at its appearance. The sorceress scoffs faintly, and she approaches him. There is something in her violet eyes, like a spark that proceeds the wildfire it causes as she comes close, her voice growing low and sharp. "He will hunt you," Yennefer whispers, as though she is reciting some sort of spell, bewitching as she is sardonic, "You cannot hide from him. You cannot outrun him. You cannot overpower him." Jaskier swallows, but he does not waiver. Not even as Yennefer begins to circle him. Despite the tears in her dress and the dirt that clings to her form, she remains as entrancing as ever. It's as though she's a fever dream Jaskier can only spot from the corners of his eyes. Her words come to Jaskier like a mirage, a silhouette muddled in fog. The only solid sensation coming from her being the race her words bring to his heart. "You will be at the Witcher's mercy." That should scare Jaskier. But it doesn't.

Inkpot Gods ↠ The Witcher by ortussolis

❝Will you hold my dirty fingers and kiss my alcohol-drenched lips? Will you love my scars and scratches and my disgusting skin? Will you love my mind filled with anxiety and woe? Will you love a monster?❞ - Unknown Witchers were nothing more than the beasts that they slayed-a common opinion held by the majority of the public. A Witcher with the body of a woman was not immune to this belief, from others or from herself. Thalia's life was as normal as it could be considering her profession, navigating the world and slicing apart as many 'monsters' she met along the way. Until one fateful day where her traveling partner becomes tangled in a prophecy far larger than either of them, forced to take in a young girl and dragging Thalia along the way, her entire life changing in ways she never would have imagined. At least it would beat the repetitive life she had become accustomed to. [Eventual Jaskier x OC] Started: February 19th 2024 Finished: TBD

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The Bearer of the amulet

In a certain era, One woman was entrusted with a heavy burden of escorting a magical artifact to a far church on the other side of a vast kingdom. Later, she will know that the amulet wasn't not only magical in nature, it was holding something dark. Something that makes a man's heart beat like a hummingbird flapping wings. An personification of horror... An undisputed demon. If that wasn't enough, it gets way more worse news when she realized that what she had to escort, was an already target for another man...The king of the country. This story happens before the "A Tale of Two Daggers" storyline. But you can read it in any order you want, the plot doesn't overlap