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  1. Summary

    Posting about jean vicquemare until I stop being insane. Copious amounts of jeangst will be included.

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  2. Summary

    A fractured bond. A lost signal. Moments before and after disaster.

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  4. Summary

    Because why work on my multichapter fic when I can entertain myself with countless stupid self-satisfying scenarios.
    These will be anything ranging from angst to fluff to just pure crack. Probably not the second thing, actually; I’m not very good at writing fluff.
    If this goes the way I’m thinking it’ll go, though, I’m definitely going to hell for all of these.

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  5. Summary

    A series where I take the apex lore at current into a slight au and have the legends attempt to discover the secrets of the Syndicate.

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  1. Public Bookmark 20

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    JEAN VICQUEMARE — Jean looks over at you as you limp outside to join him. He takes a long drag of his cigarette.

    ELECTROCHEMISTRY [Trivial: Success] — Ask him for a hit. Just one. He can’t say no to you after you got shot. If he said no he’d be a hypocrite. Worst case you have to beg him a little. No shame in that.

    YOU — “Can I—”

    JEAN VICQUEMARE — He hands you the cigarette wordlessly and lets smoke spiral out of his mouth. He flicks his lighter on and lights it for you as you put it to your lips. “So, you want a drink?”

    (Outside of Precinct 41, after everything, Harry tries to figure out what he and Jean were to each other)

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    13 Feb 2026

  2. Rec 16

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    After Harry rejoins the RCM he and Jean continue their partnership, awkwardly relearning the dance of it. Harry reckons with who he was before Martinaise bit by bit, while Jean struggles to accept who Harry is now. Together, they help Cuno join the RCM, who is determined to prove himself and to finally find a place he can call home.

    However, all of these tasks are made more difficult when a mysterious graffito starts trailing after them in Jamrock. Is it a Sign? A warning? A threat? Then, a shadow from Cuno's past reemerges. Can this newly reforged partnership weather what comes or will these factors finally strain C-Wing to its breaking point?

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    29 Jan 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    I dont know how the fuck i havent reccommended this fic yet but this is genuinely my favorite long fic in the entirety of the disco elysium tag. This author portrays their weird codependency perfectly

  3. Rec 1

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    short story collection about jean.

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    27 Jan 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Great short story collection about jean!

  4. Public Bookmark 14

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    Jean doesn’t get sick. He doesn’t have time to get sick. Calling out of work is a non-option, so Jean has learned, as good as anyone at the 41st, to knock back the strongest medication that’ll still allow him to function and do his fucking job. So, maybe it isn’t that Jean doesn’t get sick, more so that Jean does not get to be sick.
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    In which Jean begrudgingly allows himself to be taken care of.

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    24 Jan 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    we love sickfics

  5. Rec 4

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    the judge is on vinyl, decisions are final
    and nobody gets a reprieve
    and every wave is tidal
    if you hang around you're going to get wet
    I can't prepare for death any more than I already have

    -- Elliott Smith, "King's Crossing"

    We jump back and forth in time.

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    12 Jan 2026