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It felt like he hadn’t slept, body aching and tired from his trip to the Abbey of the Everyman last night and when he opened his eyes and sat up … there was blood on his hands, fresh from his throat.
Oh … he was sick.
Corvo get's the plague. The Outsider intervenes.
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We hear our legends, we hear them, they call by Descarada for Demeter
Fandoms: The Witcher (TV)
21 Feb 2023
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It is well after the events of S2. Geralt and Yen buy a nice little retirement home by the sea and immediately begin sending invitations to their dearest friend to visit for dinner.
Jaskier opens the first invitation, learns they have bought a home, and spirals into emotional turmoil. Until he saw the evidence that they would build a life without him, he hadn't realized how badly he wanted to be a part of it.
Will he keep avoiding their invitations, as they pile up around the continent? Or will he go to dinner with them and find out their true hopes for their relationship?
(This is a poly fic between Geralt, Yen, and Jaskier, with a POV chapter for each of them.)
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When Jaskier fell in love with Geralt, it hit him hard and fast--like an arrow straight to the heart. Yen was different. Falling for her had worked like a poison, like droplets in his wine, building up in his body unnoticed, year after year until he was weak and unsteady.
That was the truth of the matter. But it all sounded so cliche.
Bollocks.
His metaphors needed work.
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awake, awake (you children bold) by buskerjaskier
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
13 Aug 2023
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“Please,” she begs, planting herself in front of him to act as a physical barrier, forcing him to stop. “I don’t have anywhere else to go.”
“Melitele’s tits, you’re persistent. Isn’t your…” His left hand does something complicated in a strange flourish, as though grappling for the right word. “... actual father, here somewhere?” It doesn’t sound like the word he’d been searching for, the common honorific somehow sounding foreign in his mouth.
“I was with him,” she admits, thinking about Geralt because he is the closest thing to a father she has now. “But… we got separated.”
The stranger raised an unimpressed eyebrow. “So, now you’re looking to adopt a new one?”
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Alternatively: When Ciri gets separated from Geralt, she has to rely on the kindness of one reluctant stranger until she can find the witcher again. She doesn't intend to get attached - and it's apparent that neither does the stranger - but destiny always finds a way to fuck things up.
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Of Dances, Distractions, and Dangers by demon_faith
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
16 Dec 2023
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Three dancers, three dances, three dangerous distractions.
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I - Jaskier plays and watches.
"He’s definitely too old and too jaded to crush on his best friends like this.
Of course, because he can't take his eyes off them, he notices the man with the dagger just as he raises the blade."
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II - Geralt is the audience for a show.
"Geralt isn’t sure when the two of them became friends or when they started doing…whatever this is, where Yennefer will learn too close to Jaskier’s lips and he will idly trail his hand over the skirt of her dress.
All he knows is that it makes him feel…something, and he isn’t sure exactly what it is or whether he likes it."
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III - Yennefer finds a deadly dance that only she can end
"She looks around the tree she almost walked into - and her heart seizes in her chest.
Jaskier dances around Geralt, one hand raised to his bleeding head and the other held before him, a delicate silver dagger clutched in a white-knuckled grip."
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“Why not have it the way you used to wear it?” she suggests. Her voice sounds somehow faraway, as though she is in another place. “The way you wore it when we met.”
Ah; she is not in another place, but another time. It seems as though Jaskier is not alone in drawing comparisons to that day. “You remember what my hair looked like all those years ago?”
“Is that so surprising? It wasn’t that long ago.”
“Long enough,” he says lightly as he looks up at her. “Though I’m flattered that it was as memorable for you as it was for me.”
“I met Geralt that day,” Yennefer murmurs.
Something sharp sinks heavily in his stomach, piercing as it lands. “Oh. Yes. Of course.” Jaskier nods abruptly and hisses as it pulls on his hair in her grasp. “Ow!”
“It was an eventful time. It stuck in my memory for a multitude of reasons.” She meets his eyes for a fraction of a second, and just for a moment, rubs soothingly at his scalp. He does his best to suppress a shiver.
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- Part 3 of All Those Wonders Sit In Wait For Us