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renren-006 · 2 months

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Hi there! I’m an angst addict so I was thinking like a story about the sorcerer ball that Geralt and Yennefer attend in season 3 but with the Reader who is like dating Geralt has to stay behind with Jaskier and Ciri has some jealousy because of Geralt and Yen’s history and starts thinking that our white wolf would prefer her instead….if that makes sense 😭

Preference? | Geralt x Fem Reader

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a/n: omg yesss!! i had fun writing this so enjoyyyyy!!

The ball was that evening, and after the long boat ride and fight you, Geralt, and Ciri had to go through, you were looking forward to it. What you didn't expect was Geralt sidelining you with Jaskir and Ciri. You stood there dumbfounded and Yennifer and Geralt explained that it would make more sense to have more people watch Ciri. You watched him leave that night in an elegant outfit and a single kiss before he went towards the castle.

“He loves you, you know that right Y/N” Jaskir said to you.

“How Jask. Look at Yennefer. I'll never look like her, and I'll never be as powerful…” you told him. You and Jaskir were best friends before Geralt even entered the picture. He glanced over at you, seeing you go through heartbreak after heartbreak. This time, both of you wanted this to be the last. He hugged you as Geralt disappeared beyond sight.

Ciri, however, didn't notice anything. Absorbed in her own little world for a bit, or at least for most of the night, she didn't let on that she had been listening to you. She saw the way Yennifer was eying Geralt. It wasn't until a few card games that she talked about it.

“I prefer you over Yennefer.” She told you. Jaskir looked at you, seeing the smile and shock on your face. “I don't like that he didn't ask you to go.”

“I…I don't either, Ciri” you told the young girl.

“He loves you. I think he's just being stupid,” Ciri told you, comforting you. The young girl had taken a strong liking to you in the years you had been with and known her. She thought of you like a mother, a guardian, someone she knew would lay down her life to protect her. You managed to find her before Geralt and keep her safe while helping her find your lover and her guardian. Once you did, it felt like a family reunion. You remember meeting Yen with them and discovering her betrayal. Seeing her now and knowing she was trying to be genuine, you had no reason to worry, yet you did. The rest of the night was a mix of worry and jealousy.

You worried he would realize how much better the woman before him that night was than you. How powerful she was and how it barely compared to you. How could she teach Ciri far better than you could about magic, even though Ciri had mastered most, if not all, of what you had taught her so far. You just wanted Geralt to love you for you, and you felt as thought you might always be compared to her.

When morning came, and Geralt walked through the door with Yennifer, you noticed he wore a different outfit. You glanced at Yennifer, who was doing her best not to look over at you. Her face was flush, and her eyes were cast down away from you. Your worries were confirmed.

“I knew it,” you said. Geralt's eyes flashed with worry, worry that you had figured it out. You stormed out the back door, and Geralt followed after.

“Y/N! Y/N/N!” he yelled. Your flowy flower dress flowed in the wind as you continued storming off towards the woods, wishing to be with the trees. Soon after, you fell to the ground in the middle of a clearing, hearing and feeling the forest energy.

“Are you alright?” Geralt asked, kneeling next to you.

“You slept with Yennifer didn't you?” you asked, tears in your eyes. “You know I'm nothing compared to her. How could I ever expect to be better than her? You'll always want her…”

“Y/N that's not true” Geralt said, his husky voice causing you to shiver away.

“Yes it is” you said, power serging from you, rumbling the woods. “I am nothing compared to Geralt, I have less power, less beauty...”

“Y/N! I told her I wanted to marry you "Geralt said, holding your face in his hands.

“What?” you said. Suddenly everything in you went quiet, including the world around you.

“I told her I wanted to spend my life with you from now on. That she meant nothing to me anymore.” Geralt's words cut through you. Yennifer's downward look wasn't because she was sorry she slept with him, but because she was sorry she tried to and got rejected. You realize that Geralt's clothes were probably because he was tired from the long night of fighting that Yen lent him clothes, not because he wanted to stay.

“You want to marry me?” you asked him, tears in your eyes

“Yes,” he said firmly.

“I'm sorry…I was…” you stumbled over words.

“It's okay. Darling i understand” He said kissing your tears away, “I understand why you got there. Why you think I loved her? I don't”

“I know that now” you said slightly laughing, “I love you”

“I know, darling,” he said. He helped you stand and walk back towards that little cottage with your family inside. Yennifer came over and apologized profusely. She wanted nothing more than to be friends and to set up the wedding. She was happy he found someone like you and that she wouldn't ever get in the way. You were happy your worries were not true and that Geralt was the man for you forever.

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geraltofriviacollection · 5 months

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Chapter Nine

Paring: Geralt x Reader

Summary: Reader is thrown into the Witcher's world. Will she survive?

A/N: Guys we’re are getting to the end of season 2 with two more chapters left!!!! Please enjoy this next chapter. I have not edited or proofread. Please do not repost, translate or copy my work without permission. Please leave comments! ❤️

At some point during the ending stretch to the temple I manage to fall asleep as Geralt carries me there. The first thing I notice when I open my eyes I see a warmly, lit room. I look around and see geralt with his eyes closed sitting in a chair next to my bed. I move the covers as quietly as I can to not wake him so I can sit up.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Geralt rumbles softly. I chuckle reminded back to our first conversation. He opens his eyes and focuses on me. He gives me a slight smile before helping me sit up straight.

“Where’s Ciri?” I ask him as sits back down.

“Ciri’s fine. She is in the library practicing trying to figure out her first lesson.” He explains. “It took some convincing for her to leave you while you slept.” I smiled at hearing this.

“How long have I been down?” I ask him looking down, noticing that I am in clean clothes. I look at Geralt wondering if he was the one to change them. That thought has my face feeling warm.

“Few hours. Blood loss is why you slept so long. How do you feel?” Geralt looks at me and something about his face seems softer now.

“Tired and sore.” I wince trying to get comfortable again. “What have you found out?”

Geralt sighs and closes his eyes briefly. “We’re fucked.” He grumbles out.

“Fairly certain that has always been a given.” I chuckle. Geralt narrows his eyes at me before responding.

“We can’t help Ciri until we find out what is missing from her.” He sighs leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. I see all the weight he feels in this moment and it tugs at my chest. I lean over to Geralt and place my hand on his arm.

“Listen, are we a little bit fucked right now? Sure. The bright side is we are fucked together. Being fucked with someone is better than being fucked alone. So we’ll find out what’s missing and then we will be less fucked.” I explain. Geralt looks at me as if I have grown a second head. To be fair that is not my most eloquent pep talk but I’m running on E right now. “That’s the best I got right now.” I shrug looking back down at my hands.

“You rather be fucked by me than fucked alone?” He says. My eyes go wide hearing that and my head snaps up to look at his face alight with amusement.

“That’s not…. I didn’t mean…” I try to finish a sentence. “You’re not funny. You know that?” I say glaring at him a smile threatening to take over my face. He chuckles and leans back into his chair.

A chill runs through me just like it did when Triss arrived. A weight comes over me and plants itself in my chest before moving to my head. I suck in a sharp breath at the feeling.

“What is it? Geralt asks moving to sit on the bed. He places a hand on my arm. I squeeze my eyes shut as the pressure grows. I bring my hands up to my head groaning in pain. Just as my head feels like it's going to pop, the pain stops abruptly. I open my eyes to see Geralt in front of me. Both of his hands are cupping my face.

“Are you alright?” He asked me with his eyebrows furrowed in concern.

I place one of my hands over his nodding yes. I’m still too shaken to speak. He tilts my face to his and his lips meet mine for a split second before the door opens. We both pull away from each other as our heads swivel to the door.

I feel geralt go stiff beneath my hands as he sees a woman standing in our room. Dark hair and violet eyes, immediately I know I’m looking at Yennifer of Vengerberg. She looks over his face as if she can’t believe what she’s seeing. Then her her eyes roam over to find me in a rather intimate position in Geralt's arms. Something in her face changes from surprise to disappointment. I give Geralt's hand a slight squeeze and he looks back down at me I nod to him. He squeezes my hand before pulling away from me.

Yennifer eyes shift back to geralt as she watches him stand to meet her. He walks closing the space between them.

“How is this possible?” She whispers looking at him. He pulls her into a hug. I feel myself tense this time lookin gat the two of them. ‘Don’t like that’ is the only thing rolling around in my head. The embrace which is probably only a few seconds when Ciri comes in.

“Geralt, I’ve been waiting hours, I want to see…” The words die as she looks at Geralt and Yennifer. They move away from each other. “Sorry.” she says awkwardly moving backwards.

“Ciri, this is my dear friend. This is Yennifer.” He says. Turning her to introduce to me as well. Yennifer looks at me and I stare back unyielding.

“You’re Yennifer?” Ciri asks as Ciri walks further into the room walking to me but glancing at Yennifer as she sits on the edge of my bed.

“And you must be his…Child surprise. But who might you be?” She ask with a tone change I’m not sure anyone else is catching, turning back to me.

“Just another dear friend.” I say with a smile I don’t feel. She hums before focusing her attention back to Geralt.

“Why don’t we all have dinner? I’m rather famished.” She says looking at Geralt who gives her a small smile. “I’m sure we have a lot to catch up on.” She winks at Geralt. That wink is what sent all the commen sense out my head.

“That sounds fantastic. I’m starving myself.” I say starting to move. Ciri gives me her hand helping me stand. I feel the room spin a bit. I open my mouth to ask to speak to him alone to tell him not to trust her. That invisible force strains me as it wraps around my throat.

“Are you sure you shouldn’t rest?” He whispers looking down at me softly. I will myself not to say anything more. I nod before replying. “There will be time for rest later. I want to get to know our new dear friend.” I say grinning.

Dinner goes by without any hiccups. I find myself likening Yennifer. Under different circumstances I might like her. Hell, I like her now. Trusting her though now that is a different story. Ciri laughs at something Yennifer says. The conversation carries on for a bit before Ciri announces she’s going to bed.

“This place is a maze. I’ll walk you.” Yennifer offers as she stands.

“No need, I'm going to head that direction. I’ll walk back with you.” I stand quickly. The room spins again Geralt put his hand on my arm to steady me. I watch Yennifer’s eyes track the movement. I smile at him in thanks before moving away and over to Ciri. She takes my hand and we walk back. She helps me back into bed before getting in her bed. We both say good night. I’m so tired, I’m sleep before my head hit the pillow.

My dreams are filled with screams of terror. So much hatred and pain. The laughter of a women. Flashes of red light, a hut in the forest, and sand. Women screaming in agony, wailing. I wake in a jolt.

I hear a tussle in the distance. I try to get out of bed but unable to move, that same invisible force is holding me down. I try to lift my arms but pain erupts, keeping me pinned in place. “FUUUCCKKK!” I scream in pain and frustration. “Let me go!!!” Scream. The pain lifts and I jump from bed, my wounds scream at the sudden movement. I run through the halls closer to the noise.

A man tackles me to the ground as I see Geralt fighting 4 others. My body hits the floor and take the breath out of me. He’s got his forearm against my throat. The beginnings of panic start to tingle in my chest before I feel the warm glow begin. I place my hand in his side and push all the energy I have in to that area. I feel a pop and a splat before the man face slacken and he falls on me. I roll him off to see I damn near tore him in half. His blood drips from the ceiling. I stand up panting. Trying not to voimit at the sight when I see a man with a fucked face burning a door.

I run feeling the glow take over my body knowing Ciri is behind that door. I raise my hands and fire just as geralt throws his sword at the man. A portal opens and the fucked face man gets pulled though but not before some of the best I send makes its way in. Geralt glances behind me before moving to the door ciri is behind.

Geralt stands there speaking words I can’t hear as I make my way to him. The door is still so hot that it’s melting. I look through the holes in the door to see no one is there.

“Where is she?” I hear the shrillness in my voice. “Geralt, Where is Ciri?!!” I scream. I know shouldn’t be blaming him for this. Everything has happened as it should. This failure is mine. I push him out of the way. He pulls me away from the melting door. I fight him until he puts me down. I push him away and walk back to the scattered body’s on the floor.

I turn the corner to see a women stands in front of me with a shaven head in a red dress. She rushes over to me.

“ Are you hurt, my dear?” she ask softly. I look down to see my white dress stained red with blood.

“It’s not mine.” I explain pulling away from her. I hear Geralt’s footsteps behind me. I turn to see him bend over and pick a coin up from the grown. The woman next to me whispers her failure to the temple goddess.

Geralt walks over and talks to the woman in hushed tones. I stand to the side looking at the carnage all around. My anger with Yennifer grows. I feel the warm glow of my power getting brighter. Geralt must notice and come to my side tugging my hand and in his and the warmth of power fades.

“Ciri needs more help than you can give her now.” She say softly walking to us.

“I swore to protect her!” Geralt growls out. “Nenneke, I will not sit back and wait for something worse than a rouge mage and his aganda to happen to her.”

“Do you believe Yennifer means to harm the girl?” Nenneke ask. The sound of her name and the warmth returns with a fury. I rip my hand from Geralts.

“I don’t give a good goddamn what she means to do. She took Ciri from us.” I say to Nenneke. I turn to Geralt. “When we find your dear friend, there is nothing that will stop me from ripping that bitches throat out with fucking teeth.”

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