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In a world where people carry potential that can bloom into Soulmarks, Witchers have no soulmates. No-one spends enough time around a cursed mutant for the potential to take hold.
Geralt has been burdened with the damned bard for nine months when he realizes the smudge on his hip is not, in fact, just dirt.
Fuck.
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20 Nov 2025
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Jaskier asks Triss for help, he wants to break the bond he has with his soulmate, she can't do anything about it, but she knows someone who can. Unfortanelly, that someone is Yennefer and, destiny must hate him, Geralt is with her.
[...] Geralt opened his mouth to answer that when he was suddenly silent, looking down at the hand that held the bard's wrist and Jaskier just wanted the ground to open up and swallow him.
Of course, of fucking course he forgot the ring in Yennefer's room and his soulmark was there for everyone to see - maybe not everyone, it was dark, but a witcher's vision certainly could tell what that mark is and, gods, what that mean.
"Don't say anything" but, obviously, Geralt didn't respect the request.
"Is that?" the witcher continued to contemplate the little white wolf that decorated the bard's ring finger "Is that what I think it is?" [...]
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Gems in his Hoard by cinnamonroll_ofdeath
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
25 Feb 2024
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Jaskier was a dragon that hoarded people. His friendships were his hoard. And Geralt, oblivious to all of this, was the prized piece of it. The one his instincts insisted was his mate.
When Geralt rejected Jaskier on the top of the mountain, Jaskier ran. Finding himself stuck in his dragon form, he flew off in search of another member of his hoard, Ciri.
Little did he know that Ciri was in search of Geralt.
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Geralt has an epiphany regarding his feelings for everyone's favorite bard and decides it's time to act on them.
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“Witcher, may I offer you, along with your coin, a night in our finest brothel?”
Geralt narrows his eyes, hums, says, “Fine with just the coin.”
“I promise you would not be disappointed. You’d have all the amenities. A bath, food, lodgings for the evening. And of course the company of whichever individual you might desire.”
Geralt almost says no. It would be so much effort, to go to the brothel, to have someone picked out for him, to do the song and dance of what everyone always expects from him. But the free food and bath is enticing, and he’d be a fucking idiot to turn down a free fuck. “Sure,” he mutters. “So long as it’s free.”
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18 Jul 2024
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This is perfect. I understand love differently. And holy fucking shit my brain sung