#daddy geralt

[silverflameataraxia]

[sabbqj]

Done!

GERALT OF RIVIA

I will be grateful for any interaction with this post <3

[musicprincess1990]

Aw, fuck... okay, can we talk about this? Can we be real for a sec, because... FUUUUCK.

First, it was lonely, brooding Geralt...

...And now, well... now it's Daddy Witcher.

HE'S SO GENTLE AND LOVING WITH HER AND MY OVARIES WILL NEVER BE THE SAME. ❤️❤️❤️

[latinafangirlx]

Love In The Dark

Summary: Geralt is trying to keep you in the dark about his witcher self but how are you suppose to love him when he won't allow you to know him

Word count: 677

A/N: Based on Adele's song-Love In The Dark

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Geralt has his back turned to you with his arm brought up to his face to hide the lingering affects of a potion he took not long ago to slay a monster.

He didn't anticipate you being awake so late in the night, but you were.

It had been 2 weeks since you saw him leave to the nearby kingdom to slay a striga terrorizing the king and his subjects to death.

It was a monster that even Geralt feared for his life, so of course you jump at the chance to greet him home no matter the hour.

"Please, stay where you are Don't come any closer"  Geralt spoke.

"Geralt" you said with a sigh, "Don't try to change my mind"

You were referring to your decision of wanting to be with Geralt despite his brutal tendencies and line of work.

But he was most afraid of you seeing him in his murderous stage and having you beyond fearful of his terrifying gaze while the potion was wearing off.

"The more you distance yourself, the harder it is. Please accept that I am willing to accept you as you are and what you are...." you trail off softly as you approach him brooding stature, him still hiding his gaze.

"I can't love you in the dark It feels like we're oceans apart"

"The distance is what keeps you safe. You must stay home on my hunts and can only approach me when my potions have worn off. In this adrenaline state, I am scared to have you see the monster I am...what would come to be if I hurt you?" he replied gruffly.

You outstreach towards him but he catches your hand and holds it.

"Geralt" you began, "You may think of yourself as a monster but I do not. You were once human and I believe that despite the witcher mutations, you can still feel love. Love that burns greater than the desire to kill. You have given me something that I can't live without. You mustn't underestimate that when you are in doubt"

He let out a small gruff but still held your hand in place.

"We can't carry on like this is fine, Geralt" you told him as you tried to peer through his dirty long white hair, "Look at me please".

"I can't face your breaking heart" Geralt replied and let go of you.

You used this chance to reach out and cup his cheek, feeling some outgrown stubble.

He hummed softly and allowed it.

"I'm trying to be brave. Please show me" you said softly and carassed his cheek with your thumb.

"I love you Geralt of Rivia, please let me in your world. Every word I've said, you know I'll always mean" you spoke to him.

He turned halfway so you could see some dark veins swimming around his eyes.

"It is the world to me that you are in my life Y/N" Geralt said in his hoarse voice.

"I want to live with you, not just survive with you" you tell him. He then lets you gently turn his face to your direction and there it is. His inner monster released on his face.

His eyes are pitch black with a look of purple bruising around, black swimming veins and prominent canine teeth.

His expression is soft and expecting you to scream, vomit, and pass out.

Instead, you run your thumb over his cheek in a loving manner and show no fear, no repulsion.

Just love for the witcher.

Geralt places his hand over yours on his cheek.

"You're not repulsed by me?' he questioned.

"No Geralt" you gently smile, "I'm happy for our beginning".

He lets out a small smile, almost undetectable. He felt so much relief.

Your eyes gleam into his, fear or repulsion never crossing your mind. Just endlessly admiring the pure darkness and reflection his eyes give.

You then reach for his hand and tell him he's in dire need of a bath.

He softly chuckles and agrees, following you .

[the-fatal-impact]

IDK, who asked about Geralt in bathtub cake, but new season of Nail it! just give it to us.

[greyshadowfaux]

Does Eskel ever have to spank Jaskier? Or does he always leave it to Geralt (Or possibly Vesimir?)

Eskel doesn’t like the idea of physical punishment, so he has other methods.

Rubbing his sore bottom, Jaskier clambers into Eskel’s lap, scowling. His Papa scoops him into a cuddle as Jaskier glares at Geralt, still sitting at the hall table, covered in milk. Jaskier tries not to feel too smug; it was a good throw.

‘Don’t coddle him!’ Geralt growls, wringing out the front of his shirt. Jaskier’s bottom throbs again and he whines, tugging on Eskel’s shirt. He needs kisses.

‘Papa. Kisses.’ He demands.

Untangling Jaskier from his shirt, Eskel sets him back down on the floor, his face serious. Jaskier doesn’t like his Papa’s serious face, and he rubs at his bottom again, trying for sympathy. When that doesn’t work, he tries climbing into Eskel’s lap again.

‘No, Jaskier,’ Papa says sternly, holding him by the shoulders. Jaskier wiggles, then pouts when Eskel refuses to let him climb back up. It’s not fair, and Jaskier whines loudly, pulling on Eskel’s trousers in his frustration. With a soft warning growl, Eskel takes Jaskier’s cheek, making him look up.

‘Jaskier, that’s enough. Daddy smacked you because you threw your bottle at him. We don’t throw things. You’re lucky Daddy only gave you two smacks, if Vesemir were here, he’d put you over his knee for wasting food like that. Now, are you going to behave, or do I need to put you in time out again?’

Feeling properly reprimanded, Jaskier shakes his head. He doesn’t want smacks and time out. Sniffling, he tugs his chin from Eskel’s grasp and burrows into his side, hiding and feeling very sorry for himself. Eskel wraps strong arms around Jaskier’s back, speaking softly.

‘No more throwing food baby, okay? Now, are you sorry?’ Nodding into Eskel’s shirt, Jaskier lets out a little huff, breathing in the scent of pine and fabric softener. It feels nice against his skin, and he leans in as Eskel rubs soothing circles over his lower back. ‘He’s sorry, Geralt, look.’

‘Hmm.’

[geraltofriviagwynbleidd]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ɪs ᴅɪsɢᴜsᴛɪɴɢ, Eᴍʜʏʀ. Yᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ Cɪʀɪ ᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴘʀᴇss ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴜʀᴘᴏsᴇ. Mᴀʏʙᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴘᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ's ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴀʀᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs sɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇxᴘʟᴏɪᴛ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴘᴜʀᴘᴏsᴇs. Tᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴍɪɴɪᴏɴ. I'ʟʟ ꜰɪɴᴅ Cɪʀɪ. Bᴜᴛ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴀᴋᴇ. Fᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ sᴀᴋᴇ.

[nestaenthusiast]

[wndawtch]

ugh, HES SO FINE

[sabbqj]

We are getting somewhere...

[sunndust]

Hey would it be okay if you could give me a shout out? I'm trying to get out there more. If not its alright.

*approvingly hums in Geralt* YES MY DEAR WRITER💖

- Are you a fellow member of the Geralt Chapter of the Sisterhood of Simps?

- In search of lovely Geralt/Witcher fics?

- Are you a smut slut?

- Looking to fall in love with a fictional emotionally repressed beefcake/ Himbo?

Look no further dear traveler, @vikingstoner69

Has wonderful fics for you to quench your thirst, sate your hunger, and add kindling to the raging fire that is your imagination ✨

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[phoenixtv]

I relate 😂

[latinafangirlx]

Found Love Where It Wasn’t Suppose To Be

Summary: Your presence with Geralt has him finding himself, enough so he confesses his first statement of love

Word Count: 635

A/N: Based on Amber Run's song-I Found

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You were cooking rabbit on a spit over an open fire.

Geralt approached you at the decently sized flame, he was buttoning up his trousers from bathing in the river after another successful hunt.

"It shouldn't be much longer now, Geralt" you told him.

"No rush my dear" he responded and sat down on the log with you and store into the orange spitting fire.

I'll use you as a focal point

So I don't lose sight of what I want

He turned his head ever so slightly to your direction.

A small strand of hair fell past your ear and into your face.

You went to tuck it back in but Geralt interrupted you and did it himself, after grazing his thumb over your cheek and admiring your beauty.

I've moved further than I thought I could

Geralt could remember a time when it was just Roach and him. Never anything more and never would be anyone else in his company.

Oh, and I found love where it wasn't supposed to be. Right in front of me

But last year, a few nights before the first winter snow fall, he found you.

You were lost in the woods.

Your mother sent you to collect herbs for her healing practice but a yghern (giant centipide) caught smell of your scent and chased you deeper into the woods and farther from home.

You were on the brink of collapsing when Geralt saw you. You must have been 3 days out with nothing to survive and the cold was starting to hit your bones.

Geralt leap in and spared with the yghern.

He was tossed about his fair share before decapitating the brutal monster.

He was weary when approaching you but saw nothing but a fragile girl in need of his help.

I'll use you as a warning sign

Your sudden appearance made him ever so slightly question the path he was taking in life-full of murder, anger, and hate

When he saw you passed out on the frosted grass, his hardened expression softened and he gently picked you up.

Maybe the ancestors sent this human being as a last warning before Geralt slipped into never being able to be redeemed.

Talk some sense to me

You noticed Geralt's gaze and looked back to him with a smile.

"what is wrong?" you ask him.

He inhaled with a small smile and shook his gaze, "nothing".

But indeed nothing was nothing at all. It was everything.

You were everything.

Your presence showed the white wolf that there is hope. There is always another way. Life is never black and white.

He is able to find redemption in you.

Your kind heart and generous nature was enough to have Geralt start forgiving the people of his past. Giving him peace.

His brooding hard shell is no less a hell to crack, but you were helping him move on and love like he once did as a child before being left to Witcher Trials.

You hand him a rabbit leg on make shift plate you made out of tree bark.

He thanks you and you both begin eating.

He paused before biting in and for the first time felt a butterfly effect in his stomach.

"Y/N" He said.

You stopped eating and looked at him, "Yes Geralt?".

His golden amber eyes melting in a gaze with you.

"I-I love you" he stuttered, trying to understand what he was feeling.

"Geralt, what are in the rabbits around he-" you begin but he cuts you off by cupping your cheek and laying his lips on yours.

His lips are soft, not like butter, but enough.

His stubble grazes you just a bit as his mouth moves to take more of your tongue.

You indulge in the affection the witcher has expressed.

"I found love where it wasn't suppose to be" he said and kept you in his grasp

[greyshadowfaux]

dhdhdhdjshdh why did he eat a sock?????

Because Vesemir and Eskel told him not to. Nobody tells Lambert what to do.

[geraltofriviagwynbleidd]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐈ɴ ʜɪs ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜᴇʀ, Gᴇʀᴀʟᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ᴛʜɪɴɢs . Iɴ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇs ɪɴ sᴜɴɴʏ Tᴏᴜssᴀɪɴᴛ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ Cɪʀɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴛʀᴇss ɪɴ Kᴀᴇʀ Mᴏʀʜᴇɴ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ, ɪs ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ʜɪs ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛɪɴɢs. Hᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ's ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀɪᴛ ᴏꜰ Cɪʀɪ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜɪs ʙᴀʙʏ ɪs ɢʀᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ. Bᴜᴛ sʜᴇ'ʟʟ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴊᴜᴍᴘ ɪɴ ᴛᴏ ʜɪs ᴀɴᴅ Vᴇsᴇᴍɪʀ's ᴀʀᴍs. ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴀʟʟ... ꜰʀᴇᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ...