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For @sugar-and-spice-witcher-bingo I have no idea why this is not a drawing but just bare with me I also don't know whats going on

Prompt: singing

Title: I Don't Need You Anymore

Relationships (romantic/platonic/etc): Geralt/Jaskier (past)

Rating: G

Content Warnings: None

Summary: Famous musician Jaskier had a falling out with his kinda sorta not really boyfriend Geralt and writes Believe (by Cher) to sing at his next concert.

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tortured by nilfgaard!jaskier vs powerful!jaskier

gets trapped for information about Geralt and his child of surprise

and he holds up surprisingly well to questioning, they have to say

but once they start providing proper motivation

oh, that’s when it gets interesting

who knew the witcher’s bard was so much more than human?

their mages will find a way to channel that, somehow

(they’ve always heard the best thing a flower could do for them is die)

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i wish people here could admit they don’t like certain things out of purely petty reasons (we all do!) instead of clutching at the most ridiculous straws to pretend their dislike is part of a Moral Crusade

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Six am shitty self expression piece

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geraskier + random text

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Din Djarin: A Summary (season one version)

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Okay so I *kind* of want to see him going up against a monster of some sort. Preferably something really big?

Geralt went on a hunt for a fiend, while Jaskier and Ciri stayed at the camp. They didn’t realize soon enough that it was a mated pair.

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my brain: geralt and jaskier but they're rivalling chefs at restaurants that are across the street from each other and they absolutely hate the other one. jaskier dislikes geralt because geralt's this experienced chef who does things very old-fashioned and who's very pretentious and tough on his staff. geralt dislikes jaskier because jaskier's barely out of culinary school but already very successful and whose menus include Fancy Chicken Nuggies and banana-strawberry shakes and who's very nice and lenient towards his staff. they make homoerotic snide remarks towards each other whenever they can. the staff in both their restaurants have a bet going on when they're gonna finally get together and commit osha violations.

me, hitting my brain with a broom: shut up shut up shut uP SHUT UP

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Jaskier and geralt 💕 my two lovable idiots.

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Saw this and immediately thought of a geraskier witcher AU

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>:0 !!

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Canon-verse zombie au with Jaskier finding Ciri first and delivering her to Kaer Morhen, anyone?

cw: sort of gore, implied mass suicide of town, blood, ~zombies~

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The world’s dusty. Bloody. Impossibly more so than before, and Jaskier trudges through it one step after another. There’s a single sword on his back, its tip broken; the dagger strapped to his leg is too blunt and his lute, well, she’s long lost. 

The town is eerie in its quiet. Nothing is ever silent anymore, fear buzzing in his ears with his every breath but the town is quiet. He’s on his last dregs, no water, no food and hunting hasn’t proved any luck. The berries have run out, and the fruit trees are bare. The beginnings of winter linger in the air. 

He sneaks towards the town. It’s a small settlement in the middle of nowhere, towards the north of the continent. The south is on fire, well on its way to becoming ash. It seems that the north has already burned out. The well-worn path is smooth under his feet, and he doesn’t bother avoiding the splotches and puddles of blood and human viscera for any reason other than to keep his movements quiet. His boots are worn thin, the rest of his once-silken clothes just as ratty. 

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I swear my cishet husband sometimes wakes up in the morning like “time to be an ally to my bisexual wife by being just a little bit performative” but it’s okay because I love him

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 Yennefer crawls over to her newest cellmate. They’re curled up on their side. Breathing, but only just. She’s not sure what she’s hoping for when she turns them over. Still isn’t when she sees that it is indeed Jaskier.

 “Shit.“

- Yennefer and Jaskier each suffer in more ways than one at the hands of Nilfgaard.

(a series of interconnected drabbles)

my series is now available on ao3!

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hey, tag this with a food people get really upset about you not liking