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Casey Wolfe

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darkverrmin

Headcannon: Vesemir becoming Jaskier's father figure and it melts the bard's heart.

Geralt and Jaskier are together and Geralt brings him to Kaer Morhen, to meet his brothers and Vesemir. The other Witchers are all charmed by Jaskier and become fond of him, thinking that he's good for Geralt.

Jaskier spends his evenings drinking and sharing stories with the brothers, but he spends his days talking to the oldest Witcher, Vesemir. Both of them don't have much to do while the others are busy training Ciri.

Jaskier finds that he really loves the company of the oldest Witcher and they have very interesting conversations. They talk about philosophy, politics, history, awkward childhood stories of the other Witchers. Vesemir tells Jaskier about magic and Jaskier tells him about Oxenfurt. Jaskier finds himself asking Vesemir for advice he never thought he needed before. Vesemir grows fond of the bard too, feeling happy that Geralt found him. During the three months of winter, the oldest Witcher becomes a father figure to Jaskier, more than his real father ever was.

The end of winter finally arrives. Saying goodbye at the gate of the keep, the Witchers exchange jokes and hugs. Vesemir hugs his sons and turns to say goodbye to the bard. Not wanting to look weird or too sentimental, Jaskier extends his hand with a smile. "It was a pleasure meeting you".

Vesemir gives him an odd look, before snorting and pulling Jaskier into a hug. He pats Jaskier on the back. "I'm glad I got to know you, son. Remember what we talked about. Take care of Geralt and kick his ass whenever he's being a little shite. See you next winter". Jaskier can't suppress his smile as he hugs the old Witcher back.

The other Witchers are standing a few feet away, watching the scene with wide eyes.

"Look, Vesemir adopted the bard" Eskel says with a smile.

"And I think he might be his favorite" Lambert mumbles.

"You won't have to hear about it now for the next year" Geralt mutters, but he's smiling, too.

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darkverrmin
Eskel: Why are you limping?
Jaskier, chuckles: Usually, I would raise an eyebrow at that question-
Geralt, growling: Jaskier.
Jaskier: -but not today. You see, Geralt and I went for a ride yesterday and I fell off my saddle. Hurt my ankle and he carried me back.
Lambert: Doesn't it bother you that you can't ever carry him?
Geralt: Back off, Lambert.
Jaskier: Of course I can lift Geralt.
Geralt: ?? *snorting* Jas, I'm twice your size. And weight. Don't listen to Lambert, he's just a pric-
Jaskier: *walks right up to Geralt, wrapping both arms around the Witcher's waist and lifting him in the air, effortlessly*
Geralt:
Eskel:
Lambert:
Jaskier: What? I've been traveling with you for years, Geralt. You didn't think I developed a bit of muscle on me?
Geralt: This whole relationship was a lie.
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darkverrmin
Geralt: *gets kindnapped by bandits*
Bandits: We've got you now, Witcher. We're gonna sell you for a good amount of coin.
Geralt: What did you do with my bard?
Bandits: The twink? Oh, we didn't touch him. He's useless and harmless.
Geralt: Hmmm...
*distant noise of a door breaking down, people screaming, Jaskier walking in with a bloddy dagger and a flame thrower*
Jaskier: WHERE'S MY WITCHER-
Bandits:
Geralt: I'm his Witcher.
Geralt: It's okay, many have done that mistake before you. Just stand still and it will be over quickly.
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Jaskier: Maybe we could go to the coast. Get away for a while?
Netflix!Geralt: *sustained silence, leaves him alone on the cliff*
Game!Geralt: Or... hear me out... we could retire to a picturesque Toussaint vineyard where we spend our days drinking fine wine?
Book!Geralt: You're my friend, and I love you, but we've got shit to do. Maybe later.
Hexer!Geralt: Sure. Also; you seem sad. Would you like a hug? I love you.
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a golden trope that was tragically overlooked with geraskier:

they’ve been travelling together for 22 years yeah? so like, imagine all the memories and inside jokes and finishing each other’s sentences.

“you know, geralt, it reminds me of that-”

“hmm and the novigrad doppler when-”

“oooh yes and remember when we rescued that princess and-”

“we escaped then though, no repeats.”

“come on, it’s fun! almost like that time in kovir because-”

“no, jaskier it’s-”

“come on but-”

“well maybe-”

“yess, let’s go!”

“hmm.”

and everyone else is standing there like what the fuck??? there wasn’t even one full sentence spoken.

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dinahdarling

jaskier getting amnesia and nothing changes, like geralt doesn’t notice at fucking all, ‘cause the bard just sees this gorgeous hunk of a man beckoning him over with a crook of his finger, and informs him that it’s time to head out on the road and jaskier just doesn’t fuckin’ question it all,

like, holy shit, yes i will follow you to the ends of the world, the name’s jaskier big boy, what’s your story, just genuinely has no fuckin’ clue who geralt is but the man’s fucking husband-shaped, so who cares?

and geralt just rolls his eyes cause the bard is Being Weird again, but whatever, what else does he expect?

and they travel together with jaskier flirting outrageously with this tall, dark pale and handsome stranger, geralt enjoying the attention but having to resist showing it cause god forbid the bard knows he has feelings. jaskier still flirts with this apparent stranger, geralt still represses the feelings he has for his best friend, it’s a hot fuckin’ mess.

and jaskier asks the same things as before and geralt tells him he already knows the story behind his scars, the bard insists he doesn’t and the witcher thinks he’s just trying to squeeze extra detail out of him. geralt gets him his favourite drinks, his favourite foods, knows what the bard’s preferred flowers are and which bed/side of the tent he’d rather sleep in… and jaskier thinks he’s just magically intuitive and clever, and geralt is flustered and just says shit like…. yes, i know magic, because he’s fuckin’ ridiculous.

and of course it takes yennefer to figure shit out, like:

yennefer: your bard is broken

geralt: don’t be mean yen, he’s just a little weird :(

yennefer: no i mean he literally has amnesia, i need to fix him

geralt: ???

yennefer: yes, amnesia geralt.

geralt: !!!

yennefer: how did you not notice? though it is odd that he’s never questioned your in-depth knowledge of his character, he’s done nothing but hit on you this entire time, pester you for stories you’ve already informed him of and he literally said who the fuck is this strumpet when he met me mere minutes ago. 

geralt: i honestly don’t understand why you thought i’d be able to tell that he’s different :( :(

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