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Went back to my graphic arts roots for this ready-for-a-theater-near-you poster! This new thriller by Dandelion features the true story of the Beast of Beauclair!

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Day 11 SFW: Masquerade @witchertrickortreat

Geralt got a mask for them to play with and is babysitting Jask because he's a big responsible boy.💖 He can tie his shoe laces now. So he can definitely look after his favorite baby! 😤

This is the last prompt and marks the end of the event! YaY! I had fun drawing them as babies. Hopefully I'll draw more of them as kids later on too!

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Dressed the babies up as their game counterpart lol. Jaskier turned out too cute! Was not expecting THAT! 😭🙏💖

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Final Treat fill for @witchertrickortreat 🙌- Masquerade 🐺

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Witcher Trick or Treat Prompt: Masquerade

Whumptober 2022 Prompts: 

No. 1 - This wasn’t supposed to happen No. 4 - Waking up disoriented No. 28 - Headache

Chapters: 12/13 Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Fringilla Vigo, Anna Henrietta | Anarietta/Jaskier | Dandelion, Angoulême & Anna Henrietta, Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach & Jaskier | Dandelion, Maria Barring | Milva & Fringilla Vigo, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia & Emiel Regis Rohellec Terzieff-Godefroy Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Emiel Regis Rohellec Terzieff-Godefroy, Maria Barring | Milva, Jaskier | Dandelion, Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach, Angoulême (The Witcher), Anna Henrietta | Anarietta, Fringilla Vigo Additional Tags: Witcher Trick or Treat Halloween Event, Trick Or Treat Prompts Challenge, sfw, Humour, Some Swearing, Too much alcohol, Non-Explicit Sex, breakfast in Beauclair, Hangover, Friendship, light spoilers for The Witcher book series, Geralt/Regis (implied), Jaskier/Cahir (implied), Milva/Fringilla (implied), Witcher trick or treat 2022 Summary:

While Geralt’s Hanza is staying in Beauclair, the famous fall event is coming up. An event the Witcher cannot refuse to take part in, even if he has to dress up for it. However, not everything goes as planned and the members of the Hanza are in for some surprises. Blame it on the grape punch. Or is it the bard’s fault after all?

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His head hurts like seven hells. No, seventeen. At least. Like caught between hammer and anvil with the most powerful Mahakam dwarf wielding the enormous iron tool. Every few seconds causing a crashing boom to explode in his woozy brain. Like the reverberating roll of thunder directly next to his eardrums. Perhaps it is the clap of thunder and not just a figment of his imagination? There were no clouds last he checked but a perfectly clear, dark velvet sky dotted with a million stars and an unusually big and round silver moon. Perfect weather for Toussaint’s famous fall masquerade. However, he feels wet. Very wet actually. In between the echoing booms he believes he can hear the patter of water, too. A sudden deluge? Which he was too deeply asleep to even notice? His eyelids are far too heavy to open just yet to check, though. Damn, has he really drunk that much? He remembers a few glasses of freshly made wine and then there was this delicious grape punch … He must indeed have had a cup too many as he can hardly remember anything else. Or two cups. Three. He moans softly and tries to sit up but immediately lies back down again, this time with a much louder groan, his head spinning and his stomach doing somersaults. Gods, now would be the perfect time for Geralt to kill him … He groans again. Then, with an effort he forces his sluggish brain to process a few more of the incoming sensory signals from his surroundings. He stiffens. Shit! The perception processed by the few brain cells that are actually working is rather disturbing. Besides feeling cold and wet and - naked??? - he realises that the booming sound is neither in his head nor the roll of thunder but somebody snoring straight into his ear. Darn, there is a hand on his chest, too, that definitely does not belong to him. And another one in a place that is far too indecent to even mention …

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The Hunt

Here is my collab with @mysticcoyoteart for the @witchertrickortreat prompt “Hunt.”  I had a blast working with them!  You can find the amazing artwork HERE.

Explicit. Warnings: They’re animals. Bunny!Jaskier, wolf!Geralt, knotting, rough sex, chasing as foreplay, mild blood mention. 1,500 Words.

Geraskier

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An eerie howl echoes through the forest, and Jaskier shivers as he drops to all fours.  As undignified as it seems, he’s simply faster this way.  Perhaps it’s a bit counterintuitive, since his goal is to get caught, but the longer the hunt lasts, the more worked up they both are.  Grinning, he pauses to rub his fur against a tree trunk - an effort to throw Geralt off his trail - before bouncing off in another direction.

The fall night is chilly, so much so that he almost longs for the doublet he left back at camp.  The first time they played like this, he hadn’t stripped down and lost a lovely emerald doublet to Geralt’s claws.  He certainly never made that mistake again.

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For the ‘game’ prompt. Gaunter has played a long one with certain nobility…

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Day 9 SFW: Howl @witchertrickortreat

Toddler wolf!Geralt with a baby vampire!Jask (look at his cute little fangs lol) Gewalt is his favorite doggie atm. 😭😂💖🙏

I didn't have any other ideas for this prompt. 😭🙏 (G maybe a shifter or a werewolf idk)💀

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Geralt wanted to match with his favorite baby. He likes little skull and bones print atm. 😆 That's it. Lol.💖

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Chapters: 11/13 Prompt: Game Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Fringilla Vigo, Anna Henrietta | Anarietta/Jaskier | Dandelion, Angoulême & Anna Henrietta, Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach & Jaskier | Dandelion, Maria Barring | Milva & Fringilla Vigo, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia & Emiel Regis Rohellec Terzieff-Godefroy Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Emiel Regis Rohellec Terzieff-Godefroy, Maria Barring | Milva, Jaskier | Dandelion, Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach, Angoulême (The Witcher), Anna Henrietta | Anarietta, Fringilla Vigo Additional Tags: Witcher Trick or Treat Halloween Event, Trick Or Treat Prompts Challenge, sfw, Humour, Some Swearing, Too much alcohol, Non-Explicit Sex, breakfast in Beauclair, Hangover, Friendship, light spoilers for The Witcher book series, Geralt/Regis (implied), Jaskier/Cahir (implied), Milva/Fringilla (implied), Witcher trick or treat 2022 

Summary: While Geralt’s Hanza is staying in Beauclair, the famous fall event is coming up. An event the Witcher cannot refuse to take part in, even if he has to dress up for it. However, not everything goes as planned and the members of the Hanza are in for some surprises. Blame it on the grape punch. Or is it the bard’s fault after all?

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“Skeledon, whad do you think about trying our luck with one of those games over there?” Geralt, his furry werewolf arm firmly draped around his greenishly glowing companion’s shoulders, asks out of the blue. Fuck, has he really just said that? He must be pretty drunk then. A lot drunker than he thought. Blame it on the punch. How many glasses did he have? Probably one too many … “So nobody will suspect that we are we,” the Witcher-werewolf adds quickly. Or at least as quickly as his somewhat sluggish brain in cooperation with his equally sluggish tongue manage at the moment. Does this even make sense? It did when he said it, at least Geralt thinks it did but now he is not so sure anymore. As the higher vampire does not question his reasoning but moves his glowing skeleton head up and down in a nod which looks fantastically eerie and exceedingly funny at the same time, it must make some sense. After all, Regis is still as sober as a judge in addition to being the voice of reason of their honourable hanza. Or is it humble hanza? Heroic hanza? Hilarious hanza? Harebrained hanza?

His legs more unsteady than he would like to admit, Geralt has to lean heavily onto his friend for support while they are slowly making their way toward the games area of the graveyard. Games area of the graveyard, really? Geralt just barely manages to refrain from breaking into a loud giggle at the thought.

In spite of the late hour and the steadily increasing level of general intoxication, the games area is still pretty crowded. The apple bobbing is off though as the basin has been drunk empty to the last drop. All the pumpkins have been successfully poked to shreds, too, and remnants of discarded mummy wraps are scattered about everywhere and anywhere. The games that are still ongoing are more of the drinking game type now. Between the tombstones in one corner Geralt spots Fringilla and Milva as they are playing wine pong against a group of ghouls. The ghouls have, of course, no chance against the united power of marksmanship and magic. Every single grape that the fox and the werewolf throw lands in one of the ghoul’s glasses of wine, which the loser then has to down. A penalty the ghouls do not seem to mind at all, on the contrary. However, the more they drink, the less often are they able to hit one of their female opponents’ glasses, making it ever easier for the two women to totally annihilate the enemy team. A success the both of them seem to thoroughly enjoy. Good to see that Fringilla and Milva are having fun together tonight. Which is an absolute novelty as they used to be rather sceptical and wary of each other, maybe even a little jealous. The powerful magic of the masquerade. Or of the punch? Well, whatever the reason, Geralt decides, better not interrupt their welcome social interactions. He has already had more than enough alcohol anyway…

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For the ‘howl’ prompt.

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Chapters: 10/13 Prompt: Howl Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Fringilla Vigo, Anna Henrietta | Anarietta/Jaskier | Dandelion, Angoulême & Anna Henrietta, Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach & Jaskier | Dandelion, Maria Barring | Milva & Fringilla Vigo, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia & Emiel Regis Rohellec Terzieff-Godefroy Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Emiel Regis Rohellec Terzieff-Godefroy, Maria Barring | Milva, Jaskier | Dandelion, Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach, Angoulême (The Witcher), Anna Henrietta | Anarietta, Fringilla Vigo Additional Tags: Witcher Trick or Treat Halloween Event, Trick Or Treat Prompts Challenge, sfw, Humour, Some Swearing, Too much alcohol, Non-Explicit Sex, breakfast in Beauclair, Hangover, Friendship, light spoilers for The Witcher book series, Geralt/Regis (implied), Jaskier/Cahir (implied), Milva/Fringilla (implied), Witcher trick or treat 2022 Summary:

While Geralt’s Hanza is staying in Beauclair, the famous fall event is coming up. An event the Witcher cannot refuse to take part in, even if he has to dress up for it. However, not everything goes as planned and the members of the Hanza are in for some surprises. Blame it on the grape punch. Or is it the bard’s fault after all?

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A loud howl pierces through the buzzing hubbub of the party. Geralt almost drops his fourth glass of grape punch. Fuck, what is going on? He, as well as everybody else who has not passed out from drinking too much yet, turns toward the source of the howling. Which is getting louder every second. Now it is not only one howl, but two different ones. Damn, that does not sound good. Hopefully not a genuine creature of the night attacking the guests? He has not overlooked anything important when he was here with Fringilla to check out the place? He was as thorough as always, wasn’t he? In spite of his thoughts - and gaze - wandering off into a totally different direction once in a while. The direction of Fringilla’s plunging neckline, to be more precise … If something bad has happened to one of the guests because he was negligent in his Witcher job, a very well-paid job to boot thanks to the Duchess’s generosity, Geralt would never be able to forgive himself.

With a horrible sense of foreboding, the Witcher-werewolf shoulders his way through the throng of masked people as fast as he can. One of the now at least three or four different howls has intensified and transformed from the initial low and undoubtedly male one into something resembling a shrill squeal. Not much unlike the squeal of a pig that is just about to be slaughtered. Hell and damnation, why must bad things always happen at the opposite side of the premises? With hundreds of curious onlookers in the way? Who totally bar any chance of catching a glimpse of the monster or whatever it is that is hurting people. While trying to get to the scene of the attack as swiftly as possible, Geralt curses under his breath. Colourfully and repeatedly.

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A little Gerskel werewolf snuggle time in the forest for @witchertrickortreat prompt - Beast.

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I present my fic for the Day 27: Spirit prompt for the Witcher Trick or Treat!

Fandom: The Witcher

Relationship: Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

Summary: When Jaskier is stiffed by a lord on payment, he decides to help himself to proper compensation. Alongside the correct amount of gold and silver, he also steals a beautiful silver wolf’s head medallion. It’s safe to say that he is not expecting the medallion to be haunted by the spirit of a very grumpy, very handsome, very cursed Witcher.

Inspired By: Witcher Trick or Treat Day 27: Spirit

Wordcount: 17.9k

“Hello, my good sir!” he says. “May I guess that you are the resident of this, um, humble and noble abode?”

The man raises one eyebrow. He grunts.

“I’ll take that as a yes, then,” Jaskier decides. “Out of curiosity, where is this fine castle?”

The other eyebrow joins the first.

Jaskier reassures him, “I’m sure I have heard of it, my lord. Only I might need a name, you know – there are so many ruins in Redania that it can be rather difficult to keep track of all of them, and honestly, I’ll likely remember it very quickly once you provide the name or perhaps the name of your house … ?”

The man stares at Jaskier like he’s lost his mind. It is not the expression Jaskier wanted to see.

“ … Maybe even at least a sigil?”

“You have no idea who I am, do you,” the man says flatly, and his voice is deep and low and divine. Jaskier could write a dozen odes to it alone.

“Well, no,” Jaskier says, a bit crossly. “Hence why I am asking.”

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Jaskier | Dandelion/Rience Characters: Jaskier | Dandelion, Rience (The Witcher), Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia Additional Tags: Alpha Beta Omega, Noncontober 2022, Kinktober2022, WitcherTorT, duel prompt, Rape, Forced, burnt, Knotting, jaskier has a vagina, Forced Relationship, Forced Pregnancy, Kidnapping, Rape/Non-con Elements, Alpha Rience, Alpha Geralt, Omega Jaskier | Dandelion, Alpha/Omega, Breeding, Bonding, Bondage, Gag, bones as gags, Jaskier’s been kidnapped, sorry Jaskier, Writing Prompt, toberspooks2022, noncon, Chased, chased and caught, injured, Mpreg Series: Part 4 of Witcher Trick or Treat Event, Part 48 of Alpha/Omega/Beta, Part 27 of noncon-kinktober Summary:

So for today, I once again have to apologize to Jaskier for he is under the alpha Rience’s hold after being kidnapped. The Witcher Trick or Treat NSFW prompt of bone and my noncontober prompt of pregnancy fit so well together I knew I could mash up.

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For the ‘skeleton’ prompt. The hanged man’s tree.

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Found Feral

written for the @witchertrickortreat Law of Surprise promt: Found Feral

cw: domestic violence, child abuse

Wham.

“You useless little shit!”

Bang.

“Who do you think you are, huh?”

Thud.

“Try raising your hand to me again, and I’ll kill you and your whore mother both!”

The door slams shut.

Inside, his mother is sobbing, then suddenly screams. Screams for a very long time.

Lambert lies on the cold, hard ground for several minutes, coughing and wheezing. Then, once he’s able to stand up—slowly, carefully—he glares at the door and spits.

Next time, he tells himself. Or the one after that. Eventually, he will be strong enough. 

The small puddle of spittle is tinged red.

—

It’s almost a ritual, by this point. 

Or maybe a game.

How many times will his mother beg for mercy before Lambert tries to step in? How long before his father has an excuse to turn on him and beat him bloody, then throw him outside?

He always threatens to kill them too, and yet he never delivers.

Lambert figures it’s mainly because he wouldn’t have anyone to abuse.

—

Willem is gone for a very long time, but Lambert is not naive enough to think that he won’t be coming back. They had prayed for it often enough, him and his mother both, and yet Melitele never answered. Lambert had started to doubt she could even hear them at all.

He doesn’t pray anymore.

His mother does, though. Every morning, unfailingly, like clockwork.

Sometimes, he doesn’t mind. Other times, like today, he can’t stand it.

“She’s not listening!” He snaps. “She never listens! Maybe she isn’t even there.” 

He gets up to leave as his mother begs him to stop blaspheming—maybe to leave forever, he tells himself, even though he knows that he can’t.

He hates his mother.

He loves his mother.

He could never leave her.

Just as he’s by the door, it swings open and he comes face to face with his father.

They stare at each other for a moment, Willem looking more shocked than Lambert had ever seen him. He doesn’t look good, Lambert notes. He’s scratched up and bloody and on his leg there’s a wound that looks as if a chunk of it was bitten off.

“So that’s what it’ll be,” comes a voice from behind his father, and Lambert’s head swivels towards it. There’s a man he didn’t notice before standing there, armour clad and weary-looking. He has a pair of swords at his back. Lambert stares at him, uncomprehending, as Willem’s shocked expression suddenly turns to rage.

“No!” He growls and suddenly strikes out at Lambert. “You little- Why now, huh? Where the fuck were you going?” The punch to the face sends Lambert to the ground. He curls up defensively, waits for an inevitable second blow to follow, but it doesn’t come. Instead, there’s a sound of a quick scuffle, of a body hitting the ground, and then the mystery man speaks up—and when Lambert looks up, Willem is at his feet, cowering.

“As agreed, the boy belongs to me now. You will not harm him further.”

“Yes, yes, of course, sir Witcher! As you say! The boy is yours.” Willem yelps, scuttling away into the back of the room. The man- The Witcher nods and holds a hand out to Lambert.

“Come, boy.”

Lambert sits up and stares at him, uncomprehending. The Witcher must notice the confusion in the boy's eyes, because he sighs, retracting his hand.

"I saved your father's life, and in return, he promised me the first thing he laid eyes on upon coming home." He gives Lambert a meaningful look. "And that… Would be you."

Lambert immediately breaks out in a cold sweat. No. Fuck, no. This wasn not happening to him.

"Fuck you!" He yells, getting up and balling his hands into fists. "You saved his life, so take him and leave us alone!"

The witcher smiles then. "You have spirit—good." He gestures with one hand and for a moment, Lambert feels a little woozy. Suddenly, going with the man doesn't seem so bad… Surely, he would take care of him, and his parents would be fine- 

"No!" The thought is so jarring, it breaks him out of the trance, and Lambert suddenly knows that the Witcher had just tried to put some kind of spell on him. He shakes his head to clear it and glares defiantly at the man, who stares back in surprise.

"Too much spirit, perhaps." He smiles again. Then he moves, so fast Lambert barely registers it. Something hits the back of Lambert's head and everything goes dark.

—

Vesemir sighs in relief when they finally reach Kaer Morhen. They boy must be feral—he had been a handful during the journey, attempting escape no less than five times.

But they’re home now.

He’ll learn that yet.

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