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I will hold on as long as you like, just promise me we'll be alright by tamnation
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
04 Dec 2023
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Jaskier wasn't in the market for a replacement witcher. Not after Geralt had broken his heart so thoroughly. There must surely be more appreciative audiences and travel companions to be had, and if he was lucky maybe even with a smidge less chaos and mortal peril thrown into the bargain.
Yet within a fortnight, he'd gone and stumbled across another witcher in the middle of absolutely nowhere. It's possible that Destiny is laughing at him.
(A post-mountain fic about Jaskier running into other witchers - original, I know).
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Refuge in Lettenhove by Descarada
Fandoms: The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski
04 Apr 2022
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Geralt and Ciri are on the run from Nilfgaard. After a narrow escape from certain death, they seek refuge in a Lettenhove court. Geralt is shocked to find that the viscount, (and secret leader in the resistance) is none other than the man he scorned on the mountain. But Jaskier is acting as though he’s never met him before in his life.
Is this is the chance Geralt needs to set things right?
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He took Jaskier’s hand. There were still small lute calluses on the tips of his fingers. He clung to that. No matter what anyone said, his bard’s fingers were in his hand after all this time. It made him want to sob. To lay his head on Jaskier’s lap. To tell him he was finally ready to be honest.
But this was not a man ready to receive his feelings or comfort him.
There was nothing soft about Jaskier now.
His eyes now looked like gates snapped shut. He waited for Geralt in brittle silence. The two mages held their breath. Ciri fidgeted with her dirty trousers.
“Geralt." Ciri took his arm and squeezed it. “Geralt are you sure? We can leave. We don’t have to do this.”
Geralt locked eyes with Jaskier.
“No Ciri. I trust his lordship with my life and yours.”
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The line between love and hate can sometimes be so thin that even the best spies can simply miss it.
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Choose your neighbours before you buy your house. (Nigerian proverb)Probably kind of slow build... probably will be longer than 10K...
Our two favourite spies meet in different circumstances than in the movie, but it’s NOT AU. -
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He is a daffodil buried deep in the soil of your mind, frozen there in the earth until he pushes up stiff-backed and elegant and golden come spring. You try to skip your springs. Sleep through them. Not because Illya is a painful memory, but because he is a memory at all.
or, Napoleon and Illya meet again in 1990, after twenty years apart. Much has changed, though some things have not.
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The week after he intercepts Fletcher, that squirrelly little cunt, outside the London Miramax office, Raymond reluctantly ventures down to Brixton.
Under normal circumstances, Raymond tends to give this part of Brixton a wide berth, but he has unfinished business that needs attending to. Of course, that doesn’t mean he has to like being accosted by the overwhelming smell of greasy fish and chips when he pushes the car door open, doesn’t mean he has to be pleased about stepping into a piece of chewed-up gum the moment he sets a foot on the kerb.
But then, he can always take a shower after an errand in Brixton. The deep-seated discomfort of unfinished business doesn’t wash off that easily.