#trisskel modern au

[weirdfishy]

The Witcher

Sea-Blue Tattoos 

Half-Siren!Jaskier // the full moon during Jaskier’s first winter at the Keep is... interesting and not necessarily in a bad way

Ultimatum

Jaskier or Ciri? You have to fight for something, Geralt...

Aftermath

Geralt…isn’t doing well. His memories are nothing compared to the real thing.

Part 2 for Ultimatum

Tenderness

based on delightful fanart, first kiss, Geralt rescues Jask/Sandpiper from prison, they're besties but now they're finally getting together

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A Million Pieces (suicidal ideology and depression)

Eskel-centric Modern AU p1

deals with his scar after-the-fact stuff

Roar (depression)

Eskel-centric Modern AU p2

Eskel heads to the coast to self-heal, just a bit.

Tired Eskel (depression)

Eskel-centric Modern AU p3

Eskel's had a long day, and while he wants to go to sleep, he knows he's got stuff to do. He's just... you know, got to get up first.

Valentine’s Day

Eskel-centric Modern AU p4;

fast forward a few years- Trisskel almost get-together

To See the Sea Last

Walerian’s last wish is to die with the view of the ocean behind his eyelids

an OC story

full fic list

my ko-fi

[comfyswitcherblanketfort]

Thank Fuck

I think i got my shit together yall! I wrote something! yay! 

shoutout to @jaskierswolf for the prompt of Trisskel on holiday - apparently my brain really liked this one! 

CW- proposal, stupid romantic shit, i really dont know what else to put here, oh this is unbetaed and all came out in like two hours so dont come for me if theres a typo lol

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Triss stood at the side of the sleek catamaran gracefully carving its way through the crystal clear waters of the Mediterranean taking in the beauty and sense of calm the sound of the waves brought her. She’d been so nervous to take a trip with Eskel, but the whole thing had been absolute paradise. He’d spoiled her the whole time, fancy restaurants, lavish villas, a dinner cruise with just the two of them, even the gorgeous linen dress he insisted she wear on the boat. She’d have chosen it anyway, but the way he laid it out and the look in his eyes as he watched her slip into it was more than enough to keep her stubbornness at bay. Almost as if summoned by her thoughts, he appeared almost out of thin air, pressing his chest to her back and wrapping his arms around her torso, only his hands didn’t grip the flesh on her hips like usual. 

She looked down to see him holding out two champagne flutes, one bright purple and one a softer pink.

“Raspberry or Peach?” he asked, humming almost directly into her ear as he proceed to place kisses on her neck and jaw. 

Fuck she could get used to this. Maybe she was already a little too used to it, but right then she didn’t care, just plucked the peach drink out of his hand and melted into his embrace, muttering a soft “thank you” before taking a sip. A sense of security like she’d never felt before washed over her as they swayed in time with the gently lapping waves and watched the sunset. Her roommates had told her she’d chosen well (Yennefer emphasizing the fact that she’d be financially set), but it felt different than every other roommate-approved choice she’d made before. Eskel was rambunctious and lively and always ready to stir up shit, but he also made her feel safe. Sure he made her feel beautiful and sexy and smart and gave her space to be independent, but she’d never been so sure of being safe around someone.

Almost reading her mind, Eskel gave her a little squeeze and whispered, “Alright there love?”

It was then Triss realized she forgot to breathe and took a deep shaky breath, “Perfect. I don't think anything could make it better.”

Eskel leaned to the side, giving her a sly grin and brushing her braids behind her ear, “Sure? Nothing?”

Narrowing her eyes, Triss turned to face him, fixing the collar to his crisp white button-up even if it didn’t need fixing and giving him an accusatory quirk of her brow, “Why? What did you plan?”

Plucking the drink from her hand and setting both on the table next to them, Eskel took both her hands in his, kissing her knuckles and spending a little time lingering on the last kiss to her ring finger, “I love you. You know that? An unreasonable amount if I’m honest.”

“I do,” Triss laughed, “You tell me every day.”

He winked, “And I haven’t run you off yet.”

“No,” Triss sighed, taking one of her hands back to cup his jaw and run her thumb over the scars on his cheek, “I love you too much for that.” 

“Well thank fuck. That’s going to make this a lot easier,” he breathed, sounding to Triss a lot like when he would try to play off something heavy as a joke and she frowned at his words. He didn’t give her time to get a word in before he kissed her, quick but passionate, and stood back with a slightly wild look in his eye. Triss almost asked if he was okay, but then he moved. 

He reached into his pocket as he knelt down and all the air seemed to be sucked from Triss’ lungs. The shock must have shown on her face because he just grinned up at her for a moment, flicking a stray curl from his eyes. 

“You’re not.” Triss breathed, one hand coming to her chest and the other covering her mouth as her knees suddenly felt weak and tears welled in her eyes. 

“Watch me,” Eskel challenged before holding out the tiny deep green velvet box and popping it open, “Triss Elaina Merigold,” he had to pause to take a breath and Triss thought she might collapse with the anticipation, “Will you marry me?”

When the words finally hit her, the dam broke and she couldn’t keep from crying as she nodded, “Mhm! Yes! Yeah, get it on my finger.”

“Really?” Eskel asked without making a move, a genuine tone of disbelief and wonder cutting under the excitement in his voice.

“Yes! Really!” Triss laughed as she fell to her knees with him and held out her shaking hand.

She didn’t even stop to look at the ring now settled on her finger before pulling her new fiance into a desperate kiss. Nothing at all mattered but him, the way his hand balled into a fist over the small of her back, how he so gently cradled her neck, the slight hint of chambord and champagne on his lips. She wanted to commit absolutely every detail to memory. 

When they were forced to part for oxygen, Eskel chuckled in disbelief, eyes still closed as he pressed their foreheads together, “You said yes…”

“Mhm,” Triss hummed, biting her lip to fight the massive smile that just wouldn’t stop, “Now you can’t get rid of me.” 

Eskel pressed a chaste kiss to her lips before pulling back with the biggest goofiest grin, “Thank fuck for that.” 

[artistsfuneral]

New Witcher Masterpost

Hi there! I’m Nikki, you’re not so local university student, hobby-author and sometimes-artist. My Witcher Masterpost got kinda long, so for 2021 I’m starting a new one :D

If you like my work, you can support me by sending me prompts or donate 1€ (or more :3) on my ko-fi! 

update: I also have a redbubble where you can buy witcher stickers!

Best of ye old Masterpost:

[Bilingual Geralt]   [Marriage Proposal]   [Oxenfurt Academy Online]   [lo-fi Ciri]   [Witcher Jaskier]

Art 2021:

[What I use for my Drawings]   [lo-fi Jaskier]   [lo-fi Vesemir]   [Impostor Roach 1]   [Impostor Roach 2]   [Adventure Time Geraskier]   [Adventure Time Eskel, Lambert]   [Horny Valentine’s Jaskier]   [Cat Geraskier Comic]   [Trisskel Nap]   [female!Geralt]   [Meet the Artist]   [Dog AU]   [Mermay Jaskier]   [Mermay Geralt]   [Mermay Geraskier]   [butts :3]   [10year Redraw]   [tw3 potion sketches]   [tW3 potion stickers]   [one last time the potions]   [Winx Club Lambert]   [that Jaskier Mug]   [Adventure Time Ciri]   [Bojack Horseman Geralt]   [Totally Spies Yennefer]   [My little Pony Geralt]   [Sword]   [Geraskier Mermaids]   [Things I drew in animal cossing]   [DnD Art]   [some Mutuals]

Fanfiction:

[Vesemir names Ciri]   [Vesemir’s unique Hat]   [Nonverbal Geralt 1]   [Nonveral Geralt 2]   [Geraskier Cuddles]   [Teaching Tricks]   [Summer Romance Lambskier]   [Nightime Laundry Geraskier]   [Sad Mind Jaskel]   [Happy Birthday (Lambskier)]   [Mountain Fix-It]   [Sledding Dog AU]   [Lambden mini fic]   [Geskel mini fic]   [Dandelion’s giant Cock]   [Lambden about Depression]   [Reincarnation mini fic]   [Kelpies]   [5+1 Hand Holding]   [mitski songfic]   [Honey and Gold pwp]   [Cutagens Masterpost]   [Lambden First Kiss]   [Geraskier Hand Appreciation]   [Priscilla&Jaskier Cottagecore]   [Lambskier t!Jaskier]   [18+ Geraskier d/s]   [Sleepy Geraskier]   [18+ Lamskierden]   [Lambden Hurt/Comfort]   [Lambden Superhero AU]   [Shapeshifters]   [Not Witchers AU]   [Bastille mini songifc]   [Cutagen Masterpost]   [Gerlion soulmate au]   [spielzeugkaiser’s Catralt au Story]   [18+ Five Acts of Summer Event]   [Home (Lambden, kind of sad)]   [Heartbrake (Geraskier Multiverse)]   [Volthere/Lambert MCD]   [Jaskier at KM, like a horror movie]   [Ghost]   [Ghost p.2]   [Ghost p.3]   [Crows]   [Foolish Foal]   [Caterwauling Masterpost]   [Quote Paragraph p1 p2 p3]

Headcanons/Ideas/Thoughts/Rambles:

[Buffskier and Eskel]   [Witchers with Prosthetics]   [Jaskier and Valdo married]   [Geralt is Cursed to understand Horses]   [More about the Horse Curse]   [Lambert Twins]   [Growing up in the Mountains]   [Paragraph Prompt 1]   [Paragraph Prompt 2]   [Paragraph Prompt 3]   [Paragraph Prompt 4]   [Paragraph Prompt 5]   [Paragraph Prompt 6]   [Saddle Loops]   [Monster Arenas]   [Dick Pics in KM]   [Aiden about Mental Health]   [Aiden blinks once]   [Growly Wolves]   [Soft Geraskier Thoughts]   [Another Professor Pankratz]   [Peacock Jaskier]   [the Witcher as Dogs]   [modern au Sibling Dynamic]   [out of Sunshine]   [Schrebergarten AU]   [Season 2 fix]   [Dandelion’s puffy Pants]   [Zombie Dad]   [Pavlovian Geraskier]   [Modern AU Snippet]   [Aiden]   [Witcher Proverbs]   [Jaskier’s Witcher School]   [trainee!Lambert Anxt Scene]   [Why Lambert doesn’t like horses]   [Social Media Mom!Geralt]   [modern au idea]   [soft nicknames]   [Geralt imune to poison]   [my cats making sure you take a break]   [Geraskier a/b/o courting]   [au idea]   [human!Roach]   [Lambden Roadtrip concept]   [my Cat Witcher oc]   [Jaskier hurt]   [aromantic!Geralt]   [Hiccup Sorcery]   [Immortal Jaskier]   [somfte Geraskier]   [Shapeshifter au]   [another Shapeshifter au]   [more soft Geraskier]   [sad Lambden MCD]   [more MCD sad Lambden]   [and even more]   [funny Immortal Jaskier idea]   [singlefather Lambert/Aiden idea]   [professor Jaskier]   [Vesemir lives]   [Jaskier fell out of love]   [Jaskier and Dandelion meet]   [Geraskier breakup]   [Geralt knows Jaskier loves him]   [Geraskier talking abt Death]   [Jaskier Headcanon]   [Lambert Headcanon]   [modern au Haunted House Actor]   [modern au alternate Jobs]   [Take your Twink and Leave]   [Bread]   [Pillowy Man Bosom]

20.12.21

[ohnomybreadsticks]

Since I’m actually starting to enjoy writing again I thought I’d treat myself to something I always love: some AUs! :D

Back in August 2019 I wrote 31 unique pairing/AU combos for DBH, and I’ve decided to do that again for the Witcher! I made a list of 30 AUs and 30 pairings and mashed them together for maximum challenge fun. I won’t be publishing every day cause that’s just not reasonable for me rn, but I’ll just keep chipping away at it till they’re all gone c:

Without further ado, here is the list I’ll be working with:

Modern Witchers AU: Geralt/Renfri

Role reversal AU: Ciri/Cerys

Wild west AU: Lambden

Tolkien AU: Geraskier

Robot AU: Yennskier

Steampunk AU: Yenralt

Angel and Demon AU: Geskel

Cryptid/ghost hunter AU: Lamskel

Youtuber AU: Geralt & Ciri

Bodyguard AU: Geralt/Borch

Succubus AU: Lambert/Eskel/Cahir/Aiden

College AU: Eist/Calanthe

Coffeeshop AU: Platonic wolfpack

Popstar AU: Geralt/Regis

Merpeople AU: Fringilla/Renfri

Farmer’s Market AU: Jaskier/Vesemir

Home renovator AU: Yennefer/Istredd

Pirate AU: Jaskier/Filavandrel

Detective AU: Keira Metz/Lambert

Reincarnation AU: Yennefer/Tissaia

Elder gods AU: Vesemir/Luka

Gothic prairie horror AU: Geralt/Triss

Fandom AU: Fringilla & Cahir

Onlyfans AU: Geraskefer

Shapeshifter AU: Jaskier & Yennefer

Petshop AU: Trisskel

Spy AU: Jaskier/Chireaden

Equestrian AU: Vesemir/Filavandrel

Long distance AU: Trissefer

Biker AU: Yengilla

[comfyswitcherblanketfort]

@jesskier tagged me in this (thank you hi i adore you) and it looked super fun so imma give it a go! 

dynamic: post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

sugar baby ciri - meet roach

open relationship geraskier railing

feral protective geralt

hen sickfic

plant husbands

project on yen and tissaia in a non sexy way

personal trainer henry

decode - but the right way

yen/jask/cahir threesome

yen isn’t magically completed by motherhood

yen modern au religion

@geraltrogerericduhautebellegarde @jaskierswolf @officerjennie im terrible at remembering URLs bc i associate ppl with their pfps so like if you wanna do it just do it fam, this is your official invitation to claim i tagged you

and bc im feelin frisky imma put my DD wips under the cut! this is your only warning and if you give me shit bc YOU clicked on this and saw something you dont like i reserve the right to cold clock you

priest kink ciri

cult geralt/ciri

cockwarming canon au geralt/ciri

murder spouses trisskel - kinda

virginity ciri/jask/voyeur!geralt

[comfyswitcherblanketfort]

Wash Day

Yall I just really want Trisskel to be a solid couple from like, day one and be happy and in love and hhhnnngggg. I have feelings. (specifically Netflix Triss and Game Eskel) 

Summary: Modern AU Eskel helps Triss with wash day when she cant use her arms. 

Warnings: Mentions of burn injuries and burns in healing process, nothing gorey, just the mention of scabs, temporary dependency, dealing with the shitty mental part of recovering from major injuries/surgeries - not fucking bathing, eskel is not flexible and tries so hard to do things right. bless, lol swearing as is usual

I’d like to put a little disclaimer that I did a bunch of natural hair care research for this but I have no experience save from helping my friend diffuse her hair before class. 

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Triss groaned and tossed her phone to the other end of the couch she was perched on, wiping her one good hand over her face. Her burns over her chest still weren’t allowing her much range of motion with her right arm and her hair was starting to drive her absolutely insane. Yennefer was going to come over and help with wash day, but Ciri got in a fight at school, leaving Triss to sit with an itchy, ratted, and, frankly, horrendous head of hair. 

She leaned her head back against the arm of the couch and sighed, not even able to adjust the bun Eskel had helped her with that morning. 

Speaking of…

She scooted over the couch to pick up her phone, tapping the little call icon under his nickname, “Hey, Yen can’t come over tonight. No need to pick up the wine,” she sighed. 

“Are you sure? Nothing wrong with a little treat, babe.” 

“I’m sure. It was more for her efforts than my treat anyway.”

“If you say so… How are you feeling?”

“Less shit than this morning. I’m just tired,” she didn’t add the feeling of hopelessness that went along with not even being able to bathe on her own. He worried enough for the both of them and then some. 

“I’m picking up the good wine. I’ve got one more client then I’m done. Maybe take a nap?”

“Skel…”

“I will spoil you if I want to. Oh! Look! There’s my 3:30! Bye Bug! Love you!” he hung up on her before she could protest.

She rolled her eyes as she lowered the phone into her lap, smiling a little despite her annoyance. 

Gingerly, she made her way to their bedroom and laid down, running the risk of taking out the bun to lay comfortably. She turned on a podcast she told Jask she’d listen to and hoped to zone out at the least, if not actually sleep. 

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Triss was woken by Eskel stomping in their front door and dropping his gym bag with a dramatic thud. A few moments later she could hear grocery bags settling on the kitchen counter, the distinct sound of wine bottles bumping together reminding her what he probably had planned. 

She ever so slowly tipped over and pushed herself up with her left hand, catching a horrifying full-body reflection in the mirrored closet doors. 

The scabs and little spots that were still bandaged she was starting to get used to, but the rest of her? Looking at herself in sweats that hadn’t been changed in two days, a summer tank top with no bra and coffee stains, and mismatching fuzzy christmas socks was… difficult. Her hair was wild, all the curls stretched out and sticking together in big frizzy clumps that stuck out at odd angles. 

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It had only been four weeks. No one was going to be back to normal after four weeks. Her body was using all its energy to heal, not look put together.

Regardless of her efforts she felt the tears well up in her eyes and her breath hitch with the effort of holding them back. 

It still fucking sucked.

Eskel’s soft touch on her thigh made her jump, “Is it hurting again?”

She shook her head, opening her eyes to see him knelt in front of her with his eyebrows drawn up in worry, “No. I’m okay,” she whispered, pulling herself together and resting her hand over his. 

Eskel tilted his head, “Then what’s wrong?”

“I… I look like I fell down the garbage chute,” she laughed. It wasn’t her usual, musical laugh, though. She laughed because she knew, in the grand scheme of things, it was ridiculous. It felt stupid to be worried about how she looked when she’d lived and, well, laughing was better than more tears.

“You’re always lovely to me,” Eskel hummed, brushing her tears away with the back of his knuckles.

She leaned into his touch and took a steadying breath, “I just don’t feel like me.”

He stretched up to kiss her forehead, “I’m sorry, Bug.”

She just shrugged and squeezed his hand. 

“Yen called. I got a very long lecture on wash day and firm orders to help you wash and deep condition your hair. If you’re feeling up to it,” Eskel flashed that crooked grin she could never resist and she shrugged, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. 

“Are you prepared to follow instructions?” she teased. 

“Babe,” he raised one eyebrow, “the only instructions I don’t follow are on Top Ramen packs.”

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Eskel seemed to have confused ‘instruction’ with ‘directions’.

“I swear to God, Eskel. You don’t have to read the ‘how to use’ blurb,” Triss groaned, sitting on a kitchen chair they’d moved into the bathroom with dripping wet hair, “Just section off my hair and do what I tell you.” 

“But I don’t want to use too much,” he protested, “This says to use one tablespoon!”

“Yeah! For natural blondes! I have completely different hair and know what I’m doing. Use half the bottle! I don’t care! Just get it fucking clean!” 

Eskel rested his hand on her good shoulder and gave her an apologetic look in the mirror, “I’m sorry. How many sections do you want?” 

“I- it’s not a number. You just- kneel down for me I’ll show you,” she pointed at the floor next to her and sighed, missing Yen more than ever. She drew little lines with her nails through Eskel’s hair as she explained just how to scrub while making the least amount of tangles possible. He watched her in the mirror and pointed to the points on her scalp she was talking about with a look of serious concentration. 

It was cute. Even if he was a little inflexible he really did want to do a good job. 

Conditioner was easier, even combing out the tangles went fairly smooth. They took a break and made dinner, breaking open the good wine. 

Just having her hair down and somewhat bouncy again made Triss feel a million times better. The sweats were exchanged for yoga pants and the tank top for one of Eskel’s sweaters too. It almost felt normal. 

They ate ice cream while he worked the deep conditioning mask through her hair. 

“You sure I’m not using too much?” he asked, leaning over her shoulder to take the bite she held up for him, nice and small so he didn’t get a brain freeze. 

“Fbe moreb fbe bedder,” she tried speaking around a giant bite of ice cream, giggling at the face of confusion he made with the spoon still sticking out of his mouth. 

She swallowed and scrunched her nose at the light brain freeze, “The more, the better. We’ll rinse it out in the morning and I don’t want any dry spots.”

He nodded and waited for her to take the spoon back before getting back to work, “Yes ma’am.” 

“Mmm, I like that.” 

Eskel rolled his eyes as she let down a new section, “Oh do you, now? I had no idea.” 

“Mhm!” she nodded with a proud smile, taking another bite of ice cream and earning a chuckle from him. 

She walked him through a couple rough twists and adjusting the plastic soaking cap before attempting to explain how to tie a headscarf. He was… truly awful. Somehow she ended up almost blindfolded before she just gave up and found him a video to follow. It took him a few tries, but eventually he got it the right level of snug. I 

She tried to tilt her head back to look at him but that pulled at some of her new scar tissue, so she tried another angle and another before she huffed and resorted to standing up to look at him, “Thank you Skel.”

“No problem, Bug,” he hummed, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her nose. 

Triss laid her head on his chest, the perfect height for him to rest his chin on top of her head, “No, I mean it. It… helps. A lot.”

He rubbed soothing circles over her back, swaying them slightly, “I’m just glad I could do something…” he took a breath like he wanted to say something more but settled for pressing a kiss to the sloppily tied scarf. She hummed and leaned into him, snaking her hands around his hips and up under his shirt to rest over his back dimples. 

Triss could have stayed there forever.