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geraskierficrecs · 9 days
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Anarchy Update!
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The man’s lips curled into a sneer. “I should have known better than to believe the cops wouldn’t fuck this up.”
“You’re the reason they came early,” Lambert said, connecting the dots. 
“I told them what they needed to know—that I wanted him out of my house.  It’s bad for business.”
“Did Havoc tell you anything useful?” Eskel asked. “Who he was working for?”
Louie’s expression turned calculating. “I don’t give out information for free.”
The callousness in his words felt like a tuning fork against the rage growing within him. 
Silently, Geralt reached for the leather shoulder holster that carried the sidearm he’d brought just in case. It was a comforting wait in his hands. Violet eyes tracked the movement, but the rest of the group remained focused on the  informant. 
Until Geralt shot Louie in the knee.
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geraskierficrecs · 24 days
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by kissesntea
Jaskier’s mind goes entirely blank for a moment.
Kiss. Was a potion. A potion called Kiss. For blood loss, apparently.
Well, that settles it. Jaskier is going to find the potion, give it to Geralt, clean up his wounds as best he can, and then, when he’s completely sure that Geralt is going to survive, he’ll walk himself right off the nearest cliff.
Five times Jaskier helps a witcher with his potions, and one time he doesn’t need to
inspired by this phenomenal comic by misterkarchie on tumblr
Words: 2850, Chapters: 1/6, Language: English
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion
Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion
Additional Tags: Miscommunication, Getting to Know Each Other, Getting Together, (eventually) - Freeform, Will span S1 canon in full, Witcher Potions (The Witcher), Competent Jaskier | Dandelion, Protective Jaskier | Dandelion, 5+1 Things, Will update Character and Relationship tags as I go
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patronising little fuck
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geraskierficrecs · 1 month
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Anarchy Update!
New chapter here.
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“What time will the police get there?” he asked.
“Sunset,” Eskel said, glancing out at the sun sinking in the distance.  “We’ve got about thirty minutes to get inside before SWAT makes their way in.”
“Did Louie state where in the house Havoc is?”
“Not to my knowledge.  He could be on either floor of the house.”
Geralt grunted and turned his attention to the rest of the people in the van.  “Then we split up–Eskel and Yennefer will go through the second floor from the roof.  Aiden, Lambert, and I will secure the bottom floor.”
As he spoke, he methodically checked each of the weapons he’d recovered from the small storage unit in the Tower.  The familiarity of the process soothed the ragged edges of his control at the prospect of what lay ahead of them.  
“We’ll need to work fast to secure Havoc before the police approach if we want answers,” Aiden said.  “Avoid firing your weapons to keep them from having an excuse to breach.”
Yennefer flicked away an invisible speck of lint.  “Why let the police in at all?  They’re likely to fuck this up for us.”
“We can’t afford to turn the Council against us,” Eskel told her.  “Not when they’re hunting the same people as we are.”
“It would be faster if you’d just let us solve this.”
“By starting a war?”
“Fuck your war–they deserve to pay for what they’ve done.”
Geralt stared out the window as Lambert drove them through the expensive neighborhoods at the edge of the city.  Once upon a time, Geralt might have been bitter that a criminal would live in such splendor, but that outrage was nothing compared to the hollow fury brewing in his chest.  He thought of what it would feel like to finally wrap his hands around the throat of the man who’d taken Jaskier from him.
He imagined what it would feel like to watch the life leave his eyes.
Whatever elation such a thing might provide in the moment, it would not be enough to fill the emptiness inside of him.  After washing the blood from his hands, he would still be without a home.  There could be no home without Jaskier.
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geraskierficrecs · 1 month
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The Feral Writer lol
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Writers Corner
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geraskierficrecs · 1 month
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I’m going to be honest for a moment:
One of the worst things about being a writer on a fandom platform is when someone takes the time to write out a critical comment about how they were unsatisfied or disliked the story. It takes advantage of one of the biggest sources of stress for a creator. That niggling little voice in your head that says, ‘what if it’s not good enough?’ ‘What if readers don’t like it?’
You spend hours typing out chapters and planning out stories between life and school and work just to open your email to someone pointing out your faults or ripping apart the story entirely. It’s heartbreaking. It’s lingers in the back of your mind each time you open a new doc or start writing.
In the last month, I’ve gotten some really critical comments left on stories that I really enjoyed writing and hoped you all would like reading. The commenter wrote as though there isn’t someone on the other side of the screen trying their best. For me, writing for this fandom was a way to heal from a lot of awful experiences writing in academia and I cherished all the support and new friends I found.
I guess what I’m trying to advocate for is the choice to simply step away from a fic that doesn’t satisfy you instead of tearing into the story. You might be able to forget that brief interaction but I promise that it’s not so easy for the writer who wrote it. I, for one, have found myself struggling to keep writing lately without questioning if it will even be liked.
I’m just tired. I don’t know if I should keep writing when I have to dread the next new critic who finds one of my stories.
For those of you who have always been supportive, thank you. You don’t know how often I push past writers blocks or exhaustion thinking about how you’d like to know what will happen next. I cherish each and every one of you.
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geraskierficrecs · 2 months
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Anarchy Update!
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“I hope the two of you are happy with yourselves,” Eskel said, glaring at them through the bars.
Aiden didn’t bother to sit up from where he was lounging against Geralt’s side, head propped on the other Witcher’s shoulder.  They were both sprawled against the back wall of the holding cell across from the police officers pretending not to gawk at them.  “Look, Geralt,” he said, “Mom’s come to pick us up.”
“I should have let you rot.”  Eskel nodded in thanks when one of the cops hurried over to open the cell.  “What the hell were you thinking?  They told me you got in a brawl with a group of civilians.”
The Cat scoffed and got to his feet with a wince.  His left eye was swelling up to an impressive size and already had bruising that was going yellow as it healed.  He’d been hit by a cheap shot when the bartender had swung at him when Aiden was trying to drag Geralt back from one of the gorillas.
Geralt sported a few of his own bruises which made themselves known once he began to get to his feet.  A few of the police officers shot him wary looks, but he ignored them in favor of walking out of the cell with Aiden by his side.  The Cat was still riding the adrenaline high and good scrap and Geralt put even odds that he would disappear with Lambert as soon as he got back.  Judging by Eskel’s expression, his brother thought the same.
“Three broken ribs, countless contusions, a broken arm, and over a thousand dollars in property damage,” Eskel listed, still scowling.
“It was a slow day,” Geralt told him dryly.
“I had to speak to a fucking lawyer.”
“My apologies.”
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geraskierficrecs · 2 months
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Keyboard go BRRRRRRRRRR
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geraskierficrecs · 2 months
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This is painfully accurate.
me writing angst: haha this is fun I hope someone cries reading it
me when my favorite show has even the slightest bit of angst: OH NO
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Always the writer, never the reader.
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geraskierficrecs · 2 months
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Anarchy Update!
New chapter here.
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Even with the wonders of the modern world, it still took time to track down the man they sought.  
 The car he’d driven to the park was a rental and they’d found themselves hampered further by the lack of a warrant to justify their search of the company’s records.  Geralt had been relegated to their own car when his expression hinted that he was not above acts of violence against pompous managers while Aiden attempted to smooth over ruffled feathers with well-placed bribes.  It had taken all of his self control to walk out of the building and content himself with scowling at the building while he leaned against the hood of their own vehicle.
(He couldn’t help but think about how Jaskier would have already found a way to get the information if their positions were reversed.
Gods, how he wished their positions had been reversed.)
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geraskierficrecs · 2 months
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Swordsmanship class
Geralt teaching Sword fight to Jaskier.
Jaskier was pretty good student than Geralt thought, but he was a dirty player beyond that.
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geraskierficrecs · 2 months
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His favourite toy
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