Geralt Whump Week Submission Day
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mikkeneko:
TITLE: the dying curse (you are, as all your kind, no more than a beast)
SHIP: Geralt/Jaskier
PROMPT DAY: Day 3, “Cursed”
MEDIUM: Witcher (Netflix)
WARNINGS: Mental injury, physical injury, neglect and starvation, ableist language/reactions from unsympathetic bystanders
SUMMARY: Geralt hunts a man who commands lower vampires to his will. He wins the battle, but the sorcerer uses his dying breath to put a curse on Geralt that leaves him unable to care for himself. Jaskier finds him wandering in the woods and dedicates himself to looking after his friend until a cure can be found… if a cure can be found.
WORD COUNT: 54k (complete)
AUTHOR’S NOTES: This fic was mostly completed beforegeraltwhumpweek started, but I asked the mod if I could submit an already-existing piece if it fit the theme, and they agreed it would still count. Happy Geralt Whump week everybody!
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“Geralt, is everything all right?” Jaskier finally thought to ask, catching up to Geralt in one of his circuits. “You’re a mess – more of an mess than usual, I mean –”
He reached out to grab Geralt’s hand, only to see the Witcher flinch and then turn on him with a snarl. “Shit! Sorry,” he said, hastily dropping Geralt’s hand. But even in that brief touch he’d felt the stickiness of blood… He reached out to capture Geralt’s hand again, gently cupped in both his own, turning it towards the firelight.
Tooth marks riddled his hand, going up his wrist in regular three-corner tears “These need to be treated,” Jaskier said firmly. “I know Witchers are tough, but this could fester – this could get bad. You aren’t normally this careless, what’s wrong with you?”
The words, once said, seemed to hang a heavy weight in the air, and chills began to crawl their way down Jaskier’s spine. This wasn’t just Geralt’s normal reticence, his usual carelessness towards the niceties of life. Something was wrong. Wounds untreated, armor askew, no camp or fire, man and horse both starving less than a day’s walk to civilization – something was seriously wrong.
“What is wrong with you?” he repeated. Geralt turned away, attention apparently distracted by something off in the woods. “Can’t you speak? What, did you sell your voice to a sea serpent in exchange for legs? Nod if you sold your voice to a sea witch.” He was beginning to babble now, he knew it, his voice starting to tremble with the force of what he was trying to deny. “Shake your head if I’m being an idiot. Come on Geralt, this isn’t funny, say something!”
Geralt cocked his head to the side, a gesture so perfectly Geralt-like that he was already anticipating the snarky barb that would follow it… and nothing. Geralt said nothing. Not because he couldn’t hear Jaskier, or because he had lost his voice, but…
“You can’t understand me, can you?” Jaskier said softly. Geralt just stared at him, steady, wordless, empty. “You can’t understand… anything.”
Read more on AO3!
oh this is a good one, i might have it open in a tab still waiting for me to leave a comment on the last chapter but it’s a good one
mikkeneko:
TITLE: the dying curse (you are, as all your kind, no more than a beast)
SHIP: Geralt/Jaskier
PROMPT DAY: Day 3, “Cursed”
MEDIUM: Witcher (Netflix)
WARNINGS: Mental injury, physical injury, neglect and starvation, ableist language/reactions from unsympathetic bystanders
SUMMARY: Geralt hunts a man who commands lower vampires to his will. He wins the battle, but the sorcerer uses his dying breath to put a curse on Geralt that leaves him unable to care for himself. Jaskier finds him wandering in the woods and dedicates himself to looking after his friend until a cure can be found… if a cure can be found.
WORD COUNT: 54k (complete)
AUTHOR’S NOTES: This fic was mostly completed before
geraltwhumpweek started, but I asked the mod if I could submit an already-existing piece if it fit the theme, and they agreed it would still count. Happy Geralt Whump week everybody!—
“Geralt, is everything all right?” Jaskier finally thought to ask, catching up to Geralt in one of his circuits. “You’re a mess – more of an mess than usual, I mean –”
He reached out to grab Geralt’s hand, only to see the Witcher flinch and then turn on him with a snarl. “Shit! Sorry,” he said, hastily dropping Geralt’s hand. But even in that brief touch he’d felt the stickiness of blood… He reached out to capture Geralt’s hand again, gently cupped in both his own, turning it towards the firelight.
Tooth marks riddled his hand, going up his wrist in regular three-corner tears “These need to be treated,” Jaskier said firmly. “I know Witchers are tough, but this could fester – this could get bad. You aren’t normally this careless, what’s wrong with you?”
The words, once said, seemed to hang a heavy weight in the air, and chills began to crawl their way down Jaskier’s spine. This wasn’t just Geralt’s normal reticence, his usual carelessness towards the niceties of life. Something was wrong. Wounds untreated, armor askew, no camp or fire, man and horse both starving less than a day’s walk to civilization – something was seriously wrong.
“What is wrong with you?” he repeated. Geralt turned away, attention apparently distracted by something off in the woods. “Can’t you speak? What, did you sell your voice to a sea serpent in exchange for legs? Nod if you sold your voice to a sea witch.” He was beginning to babble now, he knew it, his voice starting to tremble with the force of what he was trying to deny. “Shake your head if I’m being an idiot. Come on Geralt, this isn’t funny, say something!”
Geralt cocked his head to the side, a gesture so perfectly Geralt-like that he was already anticipating the snarky barb that would follow it… and nothing. Geralt said nothing. Not because he couldn’t hear Jaskier, or because he had lost his voice, but…
“You can’t understand me, can you?” Jaskier said softly. Geralt just stared at him, steady, wordless, empty. “You can’t understand… anything.”
Read more on AO3!
oh this is a good one, i might have it open in a tab still waiting for me to leave a comment on the last chapter but it’s a good one
