Prompt 56

Prompt 56

Jaskier's tears magically heal whatever they fall on. Whether he's blessed, or has fae blood, etc etc is all up to you Geralt learned when he had a certainly fatal injury and his bard cried over him, only for the wounds to miraculously lessen in intensity, to the point he could stitch them up and he'd be fine in a couple of days. The only issue is that certain enemies are getting word of Jaskier's abilities, and are now desperately seeking some way to steal Geralt's bard from him in order to use those powers for themselves.

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Inspired by a prompt from @geraskierfanficprompts here's a short oneshot about Geralt discovering a cursed lute.

The trader greeted Geralt with a grateful clap on the back and bid him take any of his priceless items that Geralt chose. Looking about the collection, Geralt saw many an unusual item - shrunken heads, possessed urns, boxes that could only be opened with a drop of the owner's blood. But what drew his attention was a handsome looking lute. It was engraved with tiny painted buttercups. Geralt's heart lurched at the thought of Jaskier. Having made his decision, Geralt took the lute. It was a perfect reminder of his companion and would make a wonderful gift for Jaskier should he find his way back into Geralt's life.

Returning to his rented rooms, Geralt was about to set down the lute on the bedside cabinet when he noticed a slip of paper stuck between the strings. Opening the folded parchment, Geralt read:

Do not play this instrument under any circumstances. It is cursed.

Geralt rolled his eyes; it was just typical that he had chosen a cursed item.

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Im beginning to realize that I actually really enjoy geraskefer when Yen isn't written like a complete bitch who hates Jaskier and everything he does.. Might do a geraskefer prompt one of these days

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This is for ineffable husbands, I know, but it also matches Geraskier

Prompt 60

For completing an especially hard contract, Geralt is given a present from the fae. "Your perfect love", they call it. When Jaskier is shoved toward him, Geralt wishes he could say he was surprised. Geralt quickly gains his shock back, however, when upon his bard speaking, he finds he has been completely drained of his personality. Jaskier speaks as concisely and directly as possible, with no embellishment or flowering of his words - Hell, he doesn't even speak with emotion or tone in his voice. Geralt demands to know what they've done to Jaskier, only for the fae to teleport them out. Geralt goes from mage to mage, sorcerer to sorcerer, healer to healer, priest to priest, hoping desperately that someone, anyone, can revert Jaskier back to himself. Jaskier no longer sings. He barely talks. He doesn't wander off, or dance in place, or reach out to Geralt. His eyes have even dulled in color, now a blank gray, always looking hazy and glossed over. Nobody can heal Jaskier. Or so it seeems! I love happy endings SO two options (or any you come up with but you know what I mean) Option 1: Geralt marches back to the Fae's woods and demands they speak to him, as they've disrespected him by not giving him his prize for completing their contract those months ago. When they bring him in, affronted at the idea of what he is implying, they are shocked when he berates them for at least a full hour over how much he loves the traits his bard once had that they had thought he found annoying. "So you never gave me my perfect love." He finishes. They all converse for a moment, before nodding. "It seems we underestimated you, Witcher. We apologize for the misconception." And thank the gods, Jaskier slumps in place and looks to Geralt with bright blue eyes. "Geralt? Wh- What's going on?" Only to then be kicked out of the fae realm again. Oh well. At least Jaskier was cured. Option 2: TRUE LOVE'S KISS BABBYYYYYYYYYY