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So you want to read ✨Zodiac Academy✨ but when you look up the series, you have no idea where to start. The prequel novella? The prequel *series*? Book 1? There are multiple ways (and no true right way!) to approach this, but there is a way that I think is best suited for binge-reading *and* makes the most narrative sense!

So without further ado: my updated Zodiac Academy recommended reading order.🤓

✨Seth on the Moon and Night are both available ~for free~ in the authors’ Facebook group (Caroline Peckham and Susanne Valenti’s Reading Tribe)

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Disclaimer: this post contains major spoilers from House of Sky and Breath

This was so much fun to make, it'll make everyone's lives easier including myself haha so happy reading everyone! I tried my best to include accurate info🤍

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Anonymous said: How about: “and then I’ll indulge your curiosity all night long” with Geralt and a herbalist he met whilst preparing his potions for a contract. Said herbalist had only heard about a witcher’s stamina but did never have the pleasure of encountering a witcher herself. Or Geralt’s first time? I feel like I only ever hear about him being so good in bed, but being subjected to the trials as a child, he must have lost his virginity after he had become a witcher. How would his first time be like?

Pairing: Geralt of Rivia x Reader

Warning(s): not edited, possibly several grammar mistakes; virgin!Geralt, experienced! reader, fingering, riding, multiple orgasms

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on thin ice || g.r.

summary || geralt had been gone for two weeks and you made the promise not to touch yourself. However, you could only go so long without succumbing to your unworldly desires. 

author’s note || my brain and i are going to hell for this ope. basically just tried to make phone sex but medieval

warnings || no plot only hoe hours, smut!!, dom x sub, afab!fic, feminine nicknames, punishment, phone sex but,,, magic? [18+ only, minors DNI]

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Adrenaline Rush.

Pairing: Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)/Named Fem!Reader.

Rating: E (Explicit 18+ only; minors, scram)

A/N: Repost from myself.

Warnings: Established relationship, outdoor sex, sex against a tree, black eyes!Geralt, rough sex, dirty talk, creampie (use condoms fools), somewhat cockwarming, pet names, soft boi!Geralt at the end. If I missed any, please let me know and I’ll add it ASAP! Geralt may (most definitely) be out of character, but ah well. Fiction is a wonderful thing, hahaha. Hope you guys enjoy anyway!

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a jealous man || g.r.

summary || Geralt gets a little insecure when a man flirts with you in a pub.

author’s note || ahh here’s my second geralt fic!! I love this man. I also hope to post my Bucky fic tomorrow so it’ll be two fics in one weekend!

warnings || sexual assault (not by geralt), jealous!geralt, insecurity, swearing, smut!!, thigh riding, spanking, rough sex, overstimulation (if you squint), vaginal sex, [18+ only!!]

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Geralt huffed in annoyance while he sat in the corner of the pub. His large glass of ale sat in front of him, the scowl never leaving his face as he watched you from across the pub.

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Golden.

Geralt of Rivia x Healer! Reader 

Run-through: Your village was attacked by a pack of werewolves who showed strange behavior. Unable to handle it on their own, the habitants decided to call for The Witcher. Yet, with your father; the original Healer of the village gone; you’re left to tend to The Witcher’s wounds on your own. And while you were made believe that Witchers were void of every emotion; you were soon proven wrong by a pair of golden eyes …

Themes: fluff, language, smut, angst?

A/N: This is my first Geralt Of Rivia fic, be gentle with me…

  You stood by your window, staring at the full moon. You prayed, silently; just hoping that tonight doesn’t result in the occurrence of a massacre.

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Imagine Geralt calling the reader Rabbit/Bunny 🐇

I'm imagining, Nonie! Come imagine with me 🥰🥺

Pairing | Geralt of Rivia x Reader

Word count | 286

Warnings | Implied smut, mention of creampie.

Authors notes | Edited by me, myself, and I. There will be mistakes, they run wild in this end of the woods.

*No permission given to repost, rewrite, translate or copy my work or any part of it.

Little Rabbit

You lay panting, in a bed stuffed with hay, and covered with cotton sheets. Sweaty and wet cotton sheets.

Your hair was splayed around your head like a halo of sin, that held a golden spec in the candle lit room.

You felt a firm, warm hand cup your sex.

Biting your lip, you smile, as you feel the bed dip under the weight of the wolf.

Soft kisses and loving nips leave a trail up your body, while strong hands part your thighs further apart, to make room for the large beast.

“My sweet, little Rabbit,” he murmurs against your soft skin.

“My gentle, strong Wolf,” you say back, your hand caresses his cheek as it comes into view. Your fingers tuck a snow, white lock behind his ear.

Geralt smiles down at you, his silver pendant dangles in front of your face, tempting you.

Your sweet smile turns into a sinister smirk, and your palm trails down his jaw, nails gently scratch down his neck, before your fingers curl around the silver chain, and pull the Witcher down, into a kiss.

Geralt chuckles against your lips.

“Feral, little Rabbit,” he corrects.

“And will the white Wolf ravish me?” you tease, eyebrow raised in question, ankles locking together, anchoring him by the waist.

“Oh, ravish you I shall,” he smirks, as he glides a finger through your combined union, present, warm and sticky, at your center.

“You’re mine,” he husks, as he dives into your cove, stretching you slowly, making sure you feel just how his you really are.

“Geralt,” you moan out, into the golden air.

“My sweet Rabbit,” he whispers, lips brushing against your own, sealing a promise, you knew he couldn’t keep.

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𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐞𝐬 | 𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚

Warnings: Smut smut smut, porn with a plot, 18+ please

Summary: Geralt gets angry with you, which leads to some fantastic make-up sex.

A/N: white-haired big man make brain go brrrrrr

“You foolish girl!” The white wolf roared, his teeth gritted together in a terrifying snarl, throwing the girl in his arms to the cottage floor.

“I told you to stay behind! That barghest would have slaughtered you without blinking an eye! What were you thinking?!”

Your eyes met his furious glowing golden ones as he looked down at you as if he were to eat you alive.

“I-I sorry, just-,” your voice was small, cut off by Geralt’s booming, fuming tone.

“Sorry isn’t good enough! Not if I had lost you!"

Your gaze fell to the floor in shame as you imagined the pain you would put him through if he did lose you.

“I’m going to the tavern. If you dare follow me, I won’t bother coming back.” He hissed, slamming the door behind him without a second glance.

And he left you there on the floor, shaken, crying, and wishing curiosity hadn’t gotten the best of you.

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Geralt growled in distaste as Jaskier plopped down next to him, the Witcher’s grip tightening around the handle of the cup that held a particularly strong ale.

“Your long face looks longer than usual,” the bard inquired, motioning to the bartender to give him whatever his friend was sipping on.

Geralt gave an annoyed, unamused grunt, before taking a long swig of his drink. He was going to need it.

“Where’s you lover? Or is she the reason your here?” Jaskier said half as a joke, but Geralt’s sudden silence was loud.

He gasped, “Geralt has lady problems? What a shocker! You’re the most unargumentative person I know. Thought women liked that…,”

“Piss off, Jaskier.”

“Well, I hope that’s not the attitude you had with her. If I were you, I’d go home and apologize,” Jaskier huffed, standing up with a newly acquired pitcher of ale, and disappearing into the crowd of other tavern patrons.

Geralt finally looked up from his ale, his expression morphing into one of understanding, knowing now what he had to do.

The clinking of the coins on the wood of the bar was the last thing heard from the Witcher before he left, sinking into the cold night.

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Your eyes were swollen and tinted red with all the tears you ended up shedding in his absence. Laying down in your bed, you curled yourself into a ball, part of you wishing you could sink into the straw-filled mattress, the other hoping your mind could find the sweet release of sleep.

The sound of your cottage door opening and closing went ignored as you sunk under the covers deeper, hoping that he would think you were asleep.

You heard the creaking of the floorboards under his monstrous weight, the clunks of his gear slipping onto the ground making you tense up.

The gentle tug of the covers made you aware of just how close he was now, most likely in nothing but his wool breeches, his chest bare.

You felt the heat of his body against your back and you curled up tighter. His arm slowly draped over your waist, his breaths gently blowing against the back of your neck.

A sudden surge of anger powered through your body towards the large man lying next to you. How dare he think he could touch you like this when he spoke to you like that?

You flipped over, straddling him quickly before smashing your lips against his, firey and full of lust as he grunted in surprise.

Your nails began to claw at his nude chest as his hands flew to your waist, grinding you harshly on his growing member, a deep rumble sounding from his mouth into yours.

You sat up and ripped through his pants to get to your prize, humming seductively when his cock was freed, slapping up against his broad chest.

His member looked angry, the tip a violent red as the rest flushed pink, the veins pumping and throbbing.

"I have half I mind to leave you here like this," you hissed, "angry, horny, and in desperate need of release..."

Geralt released a disapproving growl, the rumble in his chest a warning, making the corner of your lip curl upward.

Two giant hands suddenly flung up, grabbing both of your wrists before flipping you two over, hovering over you with a wicked look in his eyes, his gaze on your now flabbergasted face.

He leaned down, his tone low and dangerous, his words slipping in your ear, "I think you've seem to have forgotten who is in charge here, petal."

A whimper crawled its way up your throat before you swallowed, feeling one of his large hand trail down your body and under your nightdress, smirking when he felt the absence of underwear. He guided his cock up to your slick entrance, softly rubbing up and down your sensitive slit, a pathetic whine escaping your throat.

Suddenly, without warning, he plunged into you to the hilt, making you yelp out in shock. Your hands went to his biceps, your nails digging into his skin and leaving small crescent-shaped marks in its wake.

Your head flew back as you felt the sensation of him beginning to draw his angry cock in and out of your tight heat, your core tightening when you heard him grunt and groan. You lived for the sounds that your pussy could make him emmit.

After a few minutes of his slow, hard pace, you looked him in the eyes, your gaze demanding, "Geralt," you hissed, "harder."

That's when his golden eyes were set ablaze with desire, the falsetto of his voice vibrating through his chest, "Be careful what you wish for..."

His pace became suddenly punishing, your beautiful noises of euphoria sounding out against the bedroom walls, your dangerous cat-like claws marking his back with vigor. You felt a coil tighten in your core, your body now chasing release.

Geralt almost finished right then and there when you began to buck your hips up to meet his thrusts, your teeth gritted as you tried to keep up with that bear of a man.

"M' close!" you finally whimpered out.

Two giant fingers suddenly began to circle your clit, rubbing quick and small circles. Pleasure overwhelmed you as you felt your mouth drop in a silent scream, your eyes rolling into the back of your skull.

White-hot rapture vibrated through your body as you felt the could deep inside you crack like a whip, your whole body tensing as you experienced what you had been longing to since your lover stormed out of the door to the tavern.

Like a domino effect, Geralt felt your tight heat suffocate his cock, making him tense. He felt himself flood your waiting canal, watching the bulge from his cock grow with the addition of his cum. He couldn't help but place his large hand over it.

You, on the other hand, were too fucked out to comprehend anything, your body shaking and buzzing from its recent release of so much pent-up emotion.

He slowly pulled out, making you whine, before shoving himself to the side, pulling you into his chest, his hand immediately staring to stoke your hair, the other ruffling his own.

"You understand why I was upset, Petal?" Geralt question, looking down at your panting form.

You could do nothing but nod your head, your throat sore and voice hoarse from all the sounds of pleasure you had made. And yet you managed to say this:

"If you ever yell at me like that again, I'll take your sword and slay you myself,"

Geralt laughed, actually laughed, before saying, "Alright, Petal."

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Kinktober Day 4: Tub Sex

Pairing: Geralt of Rivia x Female Reader

Summary: You’ve been teasing Geralt all day and he finally takes it out on you. Basically PWP.

Warning(s): public lap dance, teasing Geralt, ddlg relationship, punishment, Geralt is a meanie head, tub sex, riding, denied orgasm

Word Count: 1,366

Prompt: Hi!!! I love your work so much it's one of my favorite things on all of Tumblr. I was wondering you could write some age play/ddlg with Geralt?? I'm keeping it very vague so you can be creative. If not, then it's cool. Again, you're work is is amazing and you are such a great writer. <3 Love ya

When Geralt had ordered you to the bathing chamber the second you had arrived at your humble townhouse, you hadn’t been surprised. You’d been teasing him all day, much to your delight and his frustration. It had started with the lap dance you had given him at the tavern tonight. Jaskier had been playing his beautiful music all through the evening. You took your chance when the crowd appeared drunk enough that they wouldn’t remember these events come tomorrow—and then you pounced. Simply sitting on Geralt’s lap at first, which he loved for you to do because he knew the effect that those thick, muscled thighs rubbing against your core had. The first few times you had started moving against him, he thought it was simply the affect his body was having on yours. But your movements quickly became quicker and more frequent. You knew he had caught on to your plan when he put his hands on your hips. He was a thousand times stronger than you, so he easily could have stopped your movements if he wanted to, but he held onto your hips loosely enough that you could still move against him. It wasn’t long before you felt his bulge pressing against your ass. That only spurred you on.

“I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into, little one,” he growled in your ear five minutes into it.

You simply smiled, your core tingling at the promise in his voice. You wanted him to fuck you roughly tonight—rough enough that you wouldn’t be able to walk right tomorrow. So you had kept going, even being so bold as to turn around to face him. He feigned annoyance at the lap dance you gave him but the tent in his pants proved otherwise.

“Stop it,” he told you through gritted teeth.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You continued to grind against him, basking in the heat radiating off of his pants.

He wanted you so badly. If his erection and shortened breath didn’t give it away, his blackened eyes did. His dilated pupils had swallowed nearly all the gold of his irises. The sight of it only made you smirk.

His hands returned to your hips, slowing you for a second. “Little one, stop. Or I’m going to have to fuck you right here, right now. In front of all of these people. Or is that what you wanted all along? For Daddy to remind all these men in here who you really belong to?”

That did sound tempting, but you wanted him to fuck you until you had lost your voice from screaming so loud. You couldn’t do that here. So you complied to his demands. You stayed still for a few minutes, opting to rest your head on his shoulder and feign fatigue. When he brought his hand to your hair and started running his fingers through it, you knew he had bought your innocent act.

The first time you moved against him, you told him it was an accident.

The second time, he knew it was on purpose.

The third time, not even his hands on your hips could stop your incessant movements.

“Now you’ve angered me.” The bite of his teeth against your ear proved his words right. “Not a smart thing to do.”

So that was how you had ended up in the bathing chamber as soon as you got home. You were already undressed and in the water by the time Geralt made it into the room. You watched as he undressed himself, his erection stiff and long. Your mouth watered at the sight. And then you giggled as you wondered how long he’d been like that and just how painful it had been for him.

“This is amusing to you, is it?” He only seemed capable of growling at you now.

The steaming water made him hiss as he climbed in, but he adjusted quickly. The next thing you knew you were in his lap. You gasped as his cock brushed against your clit. He smiled like the devil as he spread your legs so you could straddle him. Within one blink and the next, he pushed himself inside of you.

You released a whimper. Geralt was large enough that it normally took several minutes of preparation beforehand for you to be able to fit him. But he basked in the slight pain on your face now, giving you the same cruel smirk you had been giving him all night long. He waited until your pained face turned into one of bliss. And then he waited some more. He gave you a look that said, I can stay like this all night. It’s the least that you deserve.

“Geralt…” you whined, burying your face in his neck. You gave him open-mouthed kisses against his sensitive skin, hoping that would finally make him give into you. All it did was make his cock twitch inside of you. His hips stayed completely still, though. “Geralt, I need you.”

“Is that so?” He rested his hands on your ass, rubbing soothing circles into the skin that didn’t match his cruel tone. “You had your fun earlier, little one. It’s time for my fun.”

You should have known he had something cruel up his sleeve. He could dish it out as good as he got it. And he ensured you always knew who the dominant one was in the bedroom. But that couldn’t stop your whining and pleading, trying your best to convince him to fuck you.

“Daddy, please,” you begged, using the title that always made him forget any and all logic. A possessive look appeared in his eyes every time you used it on him; and when you whispered it in his ear with that needy little whine, he always went feral, fucking you until you couldn’t think straight.

But tonight, it only earned you a chuckle deep in his chest. “You think I’ll give you anything you want when you call me that, don’t you, little one?”

You pulled back to look at him. His eyebrows pressed together deeply, as if he was concentrating hard on not losing his control every time your walls squeezed around him.

He shrugged, feigning casualness. “You seemed to know what you were doing in the tavern tonight. I want a private show now.”

Oh.

He wanted you to ride him. Why hadn’t he just said so?

You glared at him, upset that he hadn’t said that five minutes ago and had instead opted to torture you.

He saw the look and pinched your nipples. You normally liked—lovedthat, but he pinched a little bit harder than he normally did. Hard enough to tell you that you needed to stop looking at him like that.

So you dropped the glare and began to move against him, riding him with fervor. You released a groan of relief. He merely released a breath that couldn’t even be considered a sigh of pleasure. He was still playing a game with you.

But right now, you couldn’t bring yourself to care. You rode him wildly, desperate to chase down your own high. His cock twitched inside of you as your walls squeezed around him unrelentingly. Geralt’s breathing grew quicker, but that was the only sign he gave you that he was enjoying this.

“Daddy!” you cried out as you felt yourself near that edge. All your senses closed in on this moment—on Geralt’s cock inside of you.

Your hips began to move against him desperately. You threw your head back and moaned—

And then Geralt lifted you off of him, stopping you from coming at the very last second.

You released a desperate, needy, disappointed sigh that he ignored. You couldn’t read the expression on his face, but you knew one thing: your punishment was far from over tonight.

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Pairing: Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)/Named Fem!Reader.

Rating: E (Explicit 18+ only; minors, scram)

A/N: Requested. I watched the new trailer and this is what happened. My third smut in three days I am so sorry lololol. Divider by @firefly-graphics​

Warnings: Brief mention of spiders. Bath sex (don’t try this at home lol), rough fingerfucking, dirty talk, praise, brief hair pulling, light pain kink, protective!Geralt, brief mention of riding and m receiving oral sex, dom!Geralt (a part of me feels like he’s written somewhere in between a soft dom and rough dom idk), pet names (also the use of good girl), one use of the word slut, enthusiast consent, kinda implied hand and finger kink. I believe that’s it, but if I’ve missed anything, please let me know and I’ll add it ASAP!

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The Thief and the Witcher | The Final Part

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Summary: (Y/N) enjoys her new life, but something, or someone is missing

Words: 2k

Pairings: Geralt of Rivia x Reader, Jaskier x Reader (platonic)

A/N: Thank you for reading and staying with me this long. Can’t believe I actually finished it so thank you for your comments they kept me going! If anyone has a request for a oneshot lemme know! xoxo

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The Thief and the Witcher | Part Twelve

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Summary: (Y/N) and Geralt are weary and war-torn from battle, trying to recover in the mountains of Kaer Morhen.

Warnings: mention of injury, swearing

Words: 3k

Pairings: Geralt of Rivia x Reader, Jaskier x Reader (platonic)

A/N: angst.

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The Thief and the Witcher | Part Eleven

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Summary: (Y/N) and Geralt are weary and war-torn from battle, trying to recover in the mountains of Kaer Morhen.

Warnings: canon-typical violence, ptsd-ish symptoms and SMUT BABY 

Words: 5.9k

Pairings: Geralt of Rivia x Reader, Jaskier x Reader (platonic)

A/N: This is the penultimate chapter I think. I want to thank every single person who reads this, leaves a comment and rbs, it actually means so much that people are enjoying my work. It’s been amazing getting back into writing and I thank yall for keeping me going. oxoxoxoxoxo

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The Thief and the Witcher | Part Ten

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Summary: Y/N and Geralt begin their journey into unknown territory to find Matthias.

Warnings: swearing, canon-related violence

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Pairings: Geralt of Rivia x Reader, Jaskier x Reader (platonic)

A/N: so sorry its been so long between updates, been trying to wrap this up best I can as well as going to work. Really hope you enjoy this chapter!! x

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