LINKDING

<blockquote>Geralt gets a contract to deal with the monster that killed the alderman's nephew. Jaskier decides to tag along. It goes better than Geralt would have expected.</blockquote> ➤ charming

<blockquote>“Who the hell are you?” Renfri asks, wrinkling her nose. The boy sitting by the fire looks up, looking surprised. They told her in town there was a witcher with white hair out here. They hadn’t mentioned anyone else. “Jaskier,” he says. He’s holding a lute, oddly. “At your service, assuming your service isn’t either murderous or boring. Who are you?” “Renfri,” she says, eyeing him critically. “Where’s Geralt?”</blockquote> ➤ Au where Renfri lives

<blockquote>Jaskier is totally unprepared for wilderness travel. Geralt is totally unprepared for Jaskier. It's the start of a beautiful friendship. (Inspired by my keen observation that Jaskier never carries anything other than a lute case in the show. Instead of suspending my disbelief like a regular human, I wrote eight thousand words of fanfic about it. You're all welcome.)</blockquote> ➤ I adore this "wilderness safety PSA thinly disguised as a Witcher fic."

<blockquote>Geralt isn't sure how he got here, standing in his kitchen in black gym shorts and a baby pink—baby fucking pink—shirt that stretches too tightly over his muscles and has Toss a Coin written in sparkling gold letters across his chest while Jaskier is aiming a camera at his face. Or: Jaskier is a YouTuber and Geralt is his best friend and roommate.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Jaskier thinks Geralt has a talking problem. Geralt thinks Jaskier has a listening problem. They figure it out.</blockquote> ➤ An entire fic just about them working on their communication issues! I'm honestly charmed

<blockquote>By the twentieth time Geralt has gone through the loop, he decides to just throw himself off the cliff’s edge after Borch. He wakes up to his twenty-first attempt. “Fuck.”</blockquote> ➤ It's clear this is based on an event from canon that the author assumes the readers know, so some important details are glossed over, but it still works

<blockquote>Geralt was reasonably sure this was the worst damn day of the worst damn month of his life, and it hadn’t hit bottom yet.</blockquote>