A Decade In The Sun
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A Decade In The Sun by Literate_Wolverine
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game)
06 Jul 2020
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“You’d like us to be intimate then?” Geralt inquired earnestly. Jaskier nearly choked on his spit.
“We’re married, aren’t we?”
“Plenty of married couples would rather clean gutters than see each other bare. And you have that tavern girl of yours, from the village-- hush, that’s not an admonishment. I just assumed you’d been… put up for auction, when a groom was requested in the place of a bride. That you had no earnest, physical interest in men. Or if you did, that I was out of your age bracket. Which is acceptable. I have less than no interest in traumatizing you, or anyone, with my attentions.”
It was beginning to sink in for Jaskier that maybe, just maybe, he had in fact been joined in holy matrimony with a perfectly lovely man.
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- Part 1 of A Decade In The Sun
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A Soft Touch With A Firm Hand by Literate_Wolverine
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
13 Nov 2021
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“How old are you, anyway?”
Yellow eyes flicked wryly up to him. “Old enough to be more than your father, pup. C’mon, start putting your shit away.” The witcher stood, gathering their first pile of things— for the desk and its drawers— and neatly depositing them.
“That’s not a number.” The bard smiled sweetly, eyes narrow, in the way Geralt said made him look like a little butcherbird: darling but violent-minded. “Don’t get shy now; you don’t look a day over seventy, dear-heart.”
Geralt reached over and tugged his earlobe for the impertinence. “Cheeky, but close.”
Jaskier laughed. Everything but his husband’s white hair looked to be late-thirties, perhaps forty; an excruciatingly fit, well-kept forty, but the shallow lines in his face and the fullness of his physique gave him away somewhat.
“Fifty? Fifty-five? I’m not going to catch a case of the vapors, Geralt.” Jaskier made a point to keep his expression playful, despite the flush of embarrassment that crawled up his neck to color his face. He liked it, and Geralt knew that he liked it, so there was no shame in discussing it. Particularly when it kept the conversation away from why he liked it.
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- Part 2 of A Decade In The Sun
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[PODFIC] A Decade in the Sun by DullahanNSFW (Literate_Wolverine)
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game)
17 Jan 2023
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(A narration of A Decade in the Sun.)
“You’d like us to be intimate then?” Geralt inquired earnestly. Jaskier nearly choked on his spit.
“We’re married, aren’t we?”
“Plenty of married couples would rather clean gutters than see each other bare. And you have that tavern girl of yours, from the village-- hush, that’s not an admonishment. I just assumed you’d been… put up for auction, when a groom was requested in the place of a bride. That you had no earnest, physical interest in men. Or if you did, that I was out of your age bracket. Which is acceptable. I have less than no interest in traumatizing you, or anyone, with my attentions.”
It was beginning to sink in for Jaskier that maybe, just maybe, he had in fact been joined in holy matrimony with a perfectly lovely man.
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- Part 3 of A Decade In The Sun
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To Every Beast That Walks or Crawls by Literate_Wolverine
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
11 Jun 2023
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“That’s not… the guard would’ve sent out warnings if it were a vampire.” Valdo said.
Jaskier– as a would-be bard– was a practiced hand at smug hypocrisy. He delivered the comment as though he himself hadn’t only put things together when Geralt spelled them out in his letter.
“The guards couldn’t find their own pricks in the dark. Margaret said she was passing by when yesterday’s corpse was being carried out of the western dorms–” Margaret had said no such thing– “-and saw its hand fall out from under the sheet. Emaciated and bone-white–” Jaskier had no fucking idea what the corpse actually looked like. “-like a carcass after draining.” Just pure, wild, weaponized speculation.
(‘There’s a three letter word for that,’ Geralt told him once.)
The other students who’d been milling around their conversation, walking two steps behind or in front as plausible deniability, grew noticeably restless.
Good. Jaskier hoped it spread like wildfire, and that it kept his name attached to it. It was, after all, his husband they were going to need to kill it.
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- Part 4 of A Decade In The Sun