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    The thing about plastic chairs is that they weren't a great substitute for an actual bed; the other thing is, Robert can't exactly afford to be picky and even if he 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 the internal debate is still ongoing as to whether or not he deserves a mattress at this current point in his life.

    So, the plastic chair stays and is staying for the foreseeable future. Besides, it's charming - in a depressing, minimalism-that-is-totally-not-a-reflection-of-his-inner-sense-of-worth way.

     
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    The fic where Robert has chronic pain and Flambae has warm hands. The two of them will figure out what to do about that eventually, right?

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    04 Dec 2025

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    Jaskier was starting to wonder if Geralt had left, or had decided to ignore him, when there was a low voice in his ear. It was close enough that Jaskier felt hot breath tickling his neck, sending tingles down his spine, his skin erupting into goosebumps.

    “I heard you, Jaskier.”

    Jaskier knows he's got feelings for Geralt. Which makes things awkward when Geralt asks him to perform privately for him... and a lover. Blindfolded, Jaskier isn't sure what to anticipate - but after Geralt's so-called lover leaves after only a few minutes, it quickly becomes apparent that his plans are quite different to what Jaskier is expecting.

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    29 Dec 2022

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    Jaskier is a man of words; he sings, he chatters, he lectures. Geralt had expected him to do so when he had hurled lies and abuse. Instead Jaskier had spoken Geralt’s language, the way of actions: he had stood silently, and walked away, and left behind the dagger Geralt gifted him all those years ago. A rejection of Geralt’s protection, a severing of their bond, a parting cut so cleanly and sharply that it burns.

    Or: After the dragon hunt, Geralt wants to make amends with Jaskier with a gift. That would be a lot easier if he could actually find Jaskier.

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    08 Feb 2022

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    “This isn’t nothing.” His eyebrows draw together. “Jaskier. What happened?”

    Jaskier fists his hands in his own hair and contemplates pulling it out. “I got shot.”

    “Shot,” Geralt echoes, in a tone Jaskier’s never heard before.

    “Only a bit,” Jaskier hedges. “I took some vicodin, it’s perfectly fine. I can hardly feel it.”

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    11 Jan 2022

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