"Hmm."

i cant let you love me like this

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Now that I’ve finished my first multichaptered fic for this fandom, I thought it was about time I made a summary of what I’ve written so far. This post will be updated as soon as new works are posted! My AO3: Bean_writes Patreon: beanwrites

Oneshots:

Midnight Breeze: AO3 link / tumblr post. (E, 2.1k, canonvers/divergence) After being on the road all day, Geralt has had enough of Jaskier’s tired whining and decides to set up camp earlier than expected. Though it takes Jaskier a few moments of grumbling under his breath, he finally agrees he’s too tired to continue and seats himself on a thick branch, watching how the Witcher makes camp for the night.

Yearning Glances: AO3 link / tumblr post / art. (E, 2k, modern/bodyguard au) Dim lights illuminated the crowd as Jaskier started the final song of his setup. His fans had been nothing but enthusiastic, surprising him once again and making him realize he was appreciated, wanted even. It was something he craved, and while the crowd managed to fill up most of the void inside his chest, only the seemingly unrequited affection he craved from his bodyguard could satiate him.

Développé: AO3 link / tumblr post. (E, 1.5k, modern/ballet au.) Jaskier loved the burning stretch. It was addicting, something he craved and anticipated whenever he got into his workout clothes. He had always prided himself on his flexibility, able to contort himself in the most impossible positions that made his body ache. It had become one of his infamous characteristics. He slotted himself between Geralt’s arms, turning on the tips of his toes until he could let his head roll back against the man’s broad chest. “Enjoying yourself?” Geralt’s voice rumbled in his chest, and he guided Jaskier’s leg even higher.

Sweet Like Dandelions: Patreon link / tumblr post (E, 4.2k, canonverse/divergence) When an unexpected creature crosses their path, Geralt has to take a cocktail of potions to keep himself and his tag-along bard safe. The side-effects weren’t what he had anticipated. While he is healing from the fight, he can’t seem to shut his mouth, continuously voicing his thoughts wether he likes it or not. Jaskier, on the other hand, while nursing the witcher back to health, quite enjoys Geralt’s revelations and the insight in the brooding witcher’s mind.

Multichaptered fics:

Next to You: AO3 link / tumblr page / art. (E, 42k, 18/18, modern/neighbors au) Moving to a new town is one thing. Moving to a new town, becoming best friends with his neighbor and falling head over heels for her dad is something entirely different. In his second year of college, Jaskier struggles with his undying crush on Geralt, Ciri’s dad. It also doesn’t help that the man’s job involves him looking like an absolute wet dream come true, emerging from beneath a car, muscles flexing, slick with sweat and grease. He’s really fucked.

Next to Us: short continuation of Next to You in a holiday setting

Sugar Crush: AO3 link / tumblr page (E, 65+k, 14/19 ongoing) After a night of drinking with his best friend, Jaskier ends up making an account on a sugar daddy app. He applies as a sugar baby in hopes of finding a mature man who has his life together. What starts off as a joke, ends in him falling face-first for Geralt, a 38-year-old who is looking for someone to spend time with.

Double-Cross: AO3 link / tumblr page (E, hiatus until I’ve finished Sugar Crush) Jaskier has always taken an exceptional interest in the White Wolf, an infamous mafia boss who never emerges from the dark corners of the city. After doing his bachelor thesis on the organization, Jaskier decides to become his own employer. With his parents’ wealth, he plans to get to the bottom of the city’s secrets while going undercover, but when a handsome bartender crosses his path, he finds it incredibly hard to stay focused on his objective.

Compilations:

“You should have said something!”

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