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    At some point your rutting slowed to a stand still, as you bask in the bloated shame in your gut. The taste reminds you of beer, just a little. You’re getting drunk off urine. Kiss that sobriety goodbye, Harry-baby, you’re fucked in the head.

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    In which Harry and Kim are in a fetish-centric relationship, and they both want more. Harry drinks piss about it.

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    They.. talk. Just a little longer. Savastian can tell Varric wants this to be over, but.. oh, he’s so good at hiding it.
    They can almost believe he actually forgives them, that he never blamed them in the first place- that he really is proud, that he believes Isabela will get better, do better, that if she doesn’t that there’s always a Hawke that needs a friend now that he’s gone. That Savastian needs a friend, now that.. Harding is gone.
    They’re miserable. They had nearly forgotten, except.. not really. There’s a Lace “Scout” Harding-sized hole not just in Savastian’s heart, but their soul, and Varric smiles, a grim sort of thing and.. oh, it makes sense. It’s a horrible sort of thing, but.. they nodded, anyways.

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    In which Savastian loses it all in a small span of what felt like a few minutes, and then lingered.
    (Their friend gets taken, their lover dies, they get trapped in a trickster god’s prison, and then find out a father figure has been dead all along. Delve into the mind of a very distressed elf.)

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    “During our time in camp, I had relied on studying you all. Leliana, Alistair.. they were easy, but you? Sten? It took a lot of.. eyesight.” He admitted. “I knew the tiniest of tells, just by watching, listening.. Sten became the most expressive man around, and you.. you were see-through.”
    There’s a somewhat long stretch of silence, Joswen trying to decide if he wants to admit it- and Zevran holding his breath, terrified for the man he abandoned. This is his fault, isn’t it? Of course it is. “I can barely see my right foot.”

    Zevran feels cold. Like he’s been dunked in freezing cold water, like- it’s filling him up and making him ache, and Joswen feels.. desperate. Neither of them like this, this.. distance.

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    After Joswen loses his eye, Zevran decides to stick around. It’s bittersweet.

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    But it’s him.

    And hard curiosity, as well as pity, turns into.. an unreadable amalgamation, as Zevran realizes who he just saved. Who he just watched pry their own eye out, because a blood mage was too scared to ask who their sudden intruder was, what their intentions were- who he let get attacked, wanting a bit of a show because how was he supposed to know that’s who was under that hood, especially from so far away?

    They both feel nauseous. They both feel terrified, and guilty, and sickening, they both feel like the most hideous monsters in the woods right that moment.

    Zevran drops the blade and Joswen drops his head.

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    After Zevran left wordlessly to deal with the Crows, Joswen was left to deal with the Mage-Templar war on his own. He happens to come across the wrong camp while trying to find his own place to stay, and an off screen.. disagreement between him and the apostate blood mage ends with someone losing an eye, and Zevran purposefully being a little too late.
    Hurt Ensues.

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    My breath was caught in my throat, and I know how I must look. Scared and breathless, awed and afraid- my eyes must be terribly wide and my face flushed and.. pupils somewhat bigger than usual, blue-gray meeting a striking violet.

    “This isn’t a story. This is our life, and shockingly enough that makes it difficult to assign blame to one woman. If you’re going to blame anyone however, little barker- blame the man you willingly tied yourself to, not the woman who got wished into your happily ever after.”

    She let go of my wrist and I.. could breathe. I could finally breathe, and I pulled my hand back- keeping it close to my chest as my mostly unharmed one acted as a sad sort of shield. I’m pitiful. I’m positively pitiful, standing in some filthy alleyway- burned, emotionally and physically.

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    Jaskier is forced to face the fact that life isn’t so black and white, and his “heroes” are only people, as is he. Also, Found family, not instantly forgiving the people who’s hurt him, and trying to deal with years of hurt.

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    Green eyes reflect the flickering of a fireball’s flames- his oil afire, roasting a dragon’s flesh.
    Fire magic, Sabotage- Blood magic, Blood magic, Blood Magic-

    he’s no better than jowan.

    His mouth is dry, his palms sweaty- his pin straight, ginger hair sticking to his face, because of what? Tears. He’s crying. He’s crying and he’ll be remembered as the man who cried in the wake of his death, only to be spared by who- The Maker?

    No.

    A false narrative will make him a legend.

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    An Elven Mage Gray Warden regrets going through with the ritual Morrigan offered, not only because of his upbringing in the circle and subsequent mage-guilt, but because if he died maybe his life would have meant something. A look inside a young warden’s thoughts before he slayed the arch demon, as well as the few moments afterwards.

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    He feels like a child throwing a temper tantrum.
    Maybe he is one.
    He doesn’t know anymore, he feels like he doesn’t know anything when it comes to Wilson. Moving in with him.. it might’ve been the worst best thing to ever happen to him. He feels so- lost. And he hates that, and he hates that he hates that because he’s not supposed to feel so strongly about anyone.

    But Wilson.. he’s one of the two people he gives a damn about. And it’s terrifying, to know that one man’s annoyance has him driving out into a parking lot, like he’s tucking his tail between his legs.

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    In Which House and Wilson have a misunderstanding.. not much comes out of it, but it ends nicely, right?

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    There’s really, truly a certain kind of beauty in the way Jaskier falls apart. Silently, fiery, agonizingly slow- Jaskier just knows there’s a song to be written, a poem to be published. Burn, Jaskier, Burn, hidden in the floorboards of Kaer Morhen, hidden in a small room, in a small bed, swaddled in threadbare blankets and watching as his breath came out in quiet white puffs.

    It’s painful, it’s agony, it’s everything and more, and no one notices. What a cruel deity, having someone who feels so intensely surrounding himself with people who couldn’t identify joy if they tried.

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    Jaskier shuts himself away after making it to Kaer Morhen. Slowly, but surely, he’ll make his way out- right?
    Or, the fic in which Jaskier finds out love isn’t just Romantic and that things can get better after trauma.

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    It hurts. It aches. It’s familiar.

    Jaskier doesn’t know what to do. What to say, how to say it- all he knows is that every second spent staring at one another is a second Jaskier wants back. It’s a lifetime he wants back, a lifetime spent rebuilding, crafting a man he was proud of only to be cast away like.. like.. like he was actually bad, he’s not bad, is he though?
    He knows he isn’t because the first damn words out of Geralt’s mouth isn’t an apology, but a plea. He needs his help. When does Geralt not need his help is the bigger question? It stings, but not enough to make him turn away. Not enough to let himself stew amongst rats and dust, not enough to let himself because he didn’t take a chance.

    He takes a chance.

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    Cannon compliant with a heavy focus on Jaskier’s thoughts and feelings, while Jaskier comes back for Geralt he stays for Yennefer. He finds comfort in her, where neither could find it in Geralt.
    Could be read as friendship or the beginning of a relationship.

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    No, he just feels.. numb. Uncomfortably, stifling, terribly numb- like the moments after taking a particularly strong potion, the awful taste mixing with the moment of nothing before his senses would be heightened.
    But the drop never came, his senses never returned- he was floating. He was floating as his eyes stayed glued to where he last saw Jaskier, he was floating as he could just barely smell gooseberries and dwarven ale and he’s alone. Alone, alone, alone, terrifyingly alone and it’s truly terrifying because the pit in his stomach doesn’t ebb. It doesn’t fade into the background, it doesn’t leave him over time- it sticks. It sticks until sun down, and it’s only when the sun was below the tree-covered horizon did he realize what he did.

    What he’s done.

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    After the mountain Geralt has time to fix things. He doesn’t. That doesn’t make it anymore enjoyable for him, though.

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    It wasn’t fair. That’s.. Jaskier was right, when he whispered it in a fit of agony. It isn’t fair. Geralt’s heart and head dragging him after the bard, managing to have Jaskier pop up in his soul no matter how hard he tries to pluck him. Like a weed, like a dandelion- Geralt was the cobbled street and Jaskier the obnoxiously stubborn plant tearing through his hard surface. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair that Jaskier fell in love and it wasn’t fair that Geralt didn’t take long at all to follow- and it wasn’t fair that Geralt tied himself to a princess and a witch, it wasn’t fair that Geralt couldn’t escape the path.
    It wasn’t fair that Jaskier had to face him so often. If life could give me one blessing.. life didn’t give him a blessing, it gave him a curse. A curse of heartache, of a rejection he caused in his own outburst- because as Geralt meets those coastal eyes, blue waves and salty tears he knows he’s fucked up.

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    Geralt, despite knowing how Jaskier feels about him, still sends him away during the dragon hunt. Despite that, Geralt keeps on finding himself face to face with Jaskier- so.. he eventually stops fighting it.

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    He loves it. The ache, the fullness, the pride in those catlike eyes. He’s the cat who got the cream, except the cream is a bard desperate for the cat’s attention, sexual or not. It.. seems to be more sexual than not. But it’s okay because Geralt moves his hand, cupping Jaskier’s aching jaw- looking down at him with the vaguest of bored expressions, looking tired when he rubs his thumb under Jaskier’s eyes. The tears fall, then- leaving wet trails that Geralt wiped away.
    He’s good. He’s good and holy, like a loving God should be- choking him on something divine, telling him to say his name when he needs saving.

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    Jaskier shows his love for his new muse the way he knows will make Geralt happy. He loves it, but maybe he just wishes Geralt loved it the same way he does.

    (can be read as dubcon because while jaskier does want this and enjoys it it’s extremely thought heavy and implies he thinks he has to to repay him. there will be a second instalment where things get better Aka they learn the power of Communication)

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    He feels validated. He feels needed and he feels wanted, and he knows he’s preferred because he didn’t hear Geralt chanting Yennefer’s name like this, and he’s sure Yennefer has never had bruises in the small of her back from how desperately Geralt held on.
    The sounds are hot and heavy, Jaskier managing to whine more than Geralt ever could- like a rabbit, chasing his own pleasure, taking his own pleasure. A pleasure Geralt was more than happy to provide- or really, take. Jaskier might be desperate but Geralt was getting what he wanted, twofold. Hearing, watching, feeling as Jaskier lost himself above him, getting to experience Jaskier’s restraint waned over time until he was Jaskier’s sole focus.

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    The next time Jaskier woke up he was alone. He was a little more coherent this time which made the loneliness sting that much more. He didn’t bother with trying to move, the heavy furs and feather-filled pillows swallowing him whole. He could hear the crackling of a dying fire and he wasn’t shivering, his stomach full and his body warm- and not that unbearable heat that comes with a fever, just a genuine warmth that he hasn’t felt in ages. He’s content to lay like this, drifting in that comfortable in-between that you only get during cold morning while waiting for the sun to rise- and rise the sun did, coming in the form of a white haired witcher with a tray full of food, water, and what looked to be human medicine. It brings a small smile to Jaskier’s face, tension seeping out of his ears and into the blankets- especially as Eskel followed after him, a rag over his shoulder and a bundle of wood under his arm.

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    Jaskier gets a cold after locking himself in a tower broodingly. The Witchers take care of him.

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    But as he inches closer and closer he finds he isn’t scared, he isn’t overcome by pain- he’s just.. there. Standing before a pile of mossy rocks, Geralt almost looked like he was sleeping. A peaceful, gentle sleep, if he could ignore the way bones were twisted and his neck was snapped. A bed of moss and surrounded by tall grass, a circle of trees- he’s not a fool, and the fey knows he isn’t. He shouldn’t be this close. He shouldn’t be in the circle, but how could he not be when his past partner is swallowed by nature. Buttercups sprout around and though Geralt’s body, littered with the occasional dandelion- and even a few yellow roses, mushrooms sprouting around joints and through Geralt’s right eye.

    It’s a threat. A beautiful, awful threat that has Jaskier feeling nothing.
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    Day 23 of angstober! Jaskier finds his old partner dead, greenery sprouting through his body. He tries not to feel bad about it. He fails.

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    He wants to do better. He wants to be that good role model, that sweet boy- the caretaker he was created to be, but he can’t. He’s not good enough. He’s not holy enough, not kind enough, not happy enough. He feels like there’s something intrinsically wrong with him. There isn’t, but he feels like there is- but his answer comes in a way he would’ve least expected.
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    Day 22 of angstober! After a fight breaks out between Logan, Janus, and Patton, Patton finds himself lost. It doesn’t help that he recently went through something with Thomas that has skewed his world view- and he spirals in the floor of his room.

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    See, Ciri has been struggling. The keep was so big to her, like the castle she had to escape- no one thought about that, did they? How her new home could mirror the last, how muffled voices reminded her of soldiers, how the smell of smoke was just like the smoke she smelled back in Cintra. It wasn’t bad on days she trained- she was too tired to notice, too sore to put too much thought in it. But then Triss and Yennefer came and made sure she was able to rest. She appreciated it, at first, but then she grew restless, anxious. Those days went from relaxation to pure hell- her body was on high alert, her mind hardly soothed when she’d eventually just tail one of the witchers. Though much like flies come to shit, Jaskier came to Kaer Morhen- and he was a breath of fresh air, a new wave of memories and brightness she didn’t know could be real.
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    Day 21 of angstober! Ciri hates days she has off because she can’t distract herself from just how bad she feels in the keep. Jaskier comes and gives her an outlet, and eventually, a way to get some fresh air.
    *PLATONIC. THIS IS FAMILY FIC. DONT COME SNIFFING AROUND FOR SOME KIDDIE SHIT.

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    When Geralt got today’s list and he saw Jaskier’s name he felt his world stop. It slowed around him until all his golden eyes could look at was the curly, deceptively sweet scrawl of Jaskier’s full, legal name. Geralt has slain single mothers, unborn babies- Geralt has brought down entire colonies, sunk ships, changed the course of history- but as he stares and stares at the paper he can hardly focus on Death’s voice. He just nodded along with whatever she was saying until he was let go, until he was able to sink down the wall of his small room and let it sink in. He has to kill Jaskier. He has to kill Jaskier and he’s too young for it to be natural, for it to be a painless, kind death. He’s too young to be targeted like this, he’s too close to Geralt to be targeted like this- and it aches. Somewhere, under black, tattered robes there’s a breaking heart. Shattering into little pieces as he keeps on reading and rereading, hoping it’ll magically fix itself.
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    Day 20 of angstober! Yennefer is death and Geralt is her grim reaper. When he gets the week’s orders he’s heavily upset to see that Jaskier, his first and only friend and lover, was on the list.

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    Bernard shouldn’t be like this. He shouldn’t be slowly bleeding out, beautiful light brown eyes looking up at him with adoration- he can’t believe he’s doing this. He can’t believe he’s letting the screams carry on, the soldiers pillaging the only home he’s had that doesn’t have any negative feelings attached- this little coast town healed more inside him than the path ever did.

    This little town, holding so many sweet people, sweet memories- burning down because of soldiers who want to see the world fall apart. He doesn’t want to hear their bullshit excuses, the white flame or whatever it’s called can die with the lot of them. Just.. not Bernard. Never Bernard, Meletite, please never Bernard. Never the townspeople, but especially not Bernard. Not sweet, kind, wide eyed Bernard who took over his father’s business just so he could live on, who abandoned his dreams of being a bard to clean cups and wipe tables.
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    Day 19 of angstober! Jaskier has escape to safety with some help from Geralt. He feels really, REALLY guilty about this.

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    The three are dead. The three are dead and Yennefer is alone. Yennefer is alone and she feels powerless and that’s what hurts the most- this feeling of.. of helplessness, because it reminds her just how mortal she is. Yennefer has an expiration date. It’s far in the future, but it’s there- it’s so far from now, so far from the three she’s fallen to her knees for. Her dress is getting filthy in the mud but she can’t bring herself to care, curled over the simple stone- the engraving was sweet and simple, the three’s names having been done when Yennefer gave her consent.

    This is their grave. Their bodies. So forgive Yennefer for her holding onto them, hiding her face against the stone now that it’s so late into the night- now that no one can see just how weak she is. She’s alone. She can feel, she can do more than stand and stare and mourn.
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    Day 18 of angstober! Three bodies are claimed to be Geralt, Jaskier, and an unnamed Child. Yennefer is just emotional enough to believe it.

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