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Arranged By Fate, Bound By Choice by EvanescentDreamer
Fandom Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
19 Nov 2025
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Destiny pulls the strings of fate to marry Jaskier off to different Witchers, under a variety of circumstances.
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08 Sep 2026
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I will hold on as long as you like, just promise me we'll be alright by tamnation
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
04 Dec 2023
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Jaskier wasn't in the market for a replacement witcher. Not after Geralt had broken his heart so thoroughly. There must surely be more appreciative audiences and travel companions to be had, and if he was lucky maybe even with a smidge less chaos and mortal peril thrown into the bargain.
Yet within a fortnight, he'd gone and stumbled across another witcher in the middle of absolutely nowhere. It's possible that Destiny is laughing at him.
(A post-mountain fic about Jaskier running into other witchers - original, I know).
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30 Aug 2026
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I got love livin’ in these bones by vixxer
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
12 Dec 2022
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Two lonely people bump into one another on the road. It’s doesn’t mean much in the grand scheme of things. The same two lonely people bump into one another in Kaer Morhen. It means a great deal more than either of them is willing to admit.
“I’m Lambert.”
“Of course you are,” was Jaskier’s immediate response.
Lambert cocked an eyebrow, the one with a long scar running through it. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Eskel wouldn’t have acted like he was considering killing me, for one.”
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“It’s a salve for your hands.”
“Why would a witcher keep have burn salve meant for humans?” It wasn’t a challenge, but the question wasn’t entirely innocent either. None of Cirilla’s training put her at risk of burns and any remaining pain from Yennefer’s burns from Sodden could be dealt with via her newly returned chaos. This wasn’t something made for either of them being repurposed.
“It wouldn’t,” the man said bluntly. “I found the recipe in a book and made it.” He shrugged lightly, like it was nothing. Like it wasn’t more than anyone had done for Jaskier since Yennefer saved him from the burning hands of another mage. “I’ve got a penchant for alchemy, it should work.”
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29 Aug 2026
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Five Thousand Days Of Summer by Eariel
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
07 Dec 2025
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5 times Geralt tried to figure out who Jaskier’s love poetry was about, and one time he did
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He read some other bits from the book on his way to Kaer Morhen. Maybe because the Path was too silent without Jaskier’s constant chatter or because he secretly hoped to find some proof of the bard’s bullshit.
The fresh ink on the endpaper said in wavy cursive:
“Dear Eskel,
Knowing that my words have touched the heart of a discerning reader such as yourself fills me with joy. And your brother knows nothing! I did mean every word of this book.
Have a warm winter,
Dandelion”
Geralt smiled and flipped the page to the dedication he’d never noticed before.
"To my Beloved, who will never read these words."Bookmarked by Samcalibur
28 Aug 2026
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(when you just can't seem) to shake the weight of living by WingedQuill
Fandoms: The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
07 Feb 2022
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Geralt's muscles heave backwards, flinging him down against the bed. He tries to struggle upwards but it feels like he’s been buried beneath a mountain. Every inch of him is pressed completely still. His eyes close, and he’s left in the dark with nothing but his racing heart for company. He’s not tired, he’s never been less tired. But the curse wants him to sleep, it seems. It’ll force him to lie here until he does. How much of his life will it start to control, now that he’s declared war against it? Now that he knows it’s lurking in his bones, now that it doesn’t have to be subtle?
He swallows. Takes a long, deep breath, gathering every bit of courage he has to stop himself from slipping back into panic. He still has control over his lungs. He still has that.
For now.
(Or: Witchers don't retire. They stay on the Path until it kills them. They hunt monsters and they want nothing from life. This isn't exactly by choice.)
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28 Aug 2026