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    Just four days after pulling himself from the wreck of the Nautiloid, Wyll returns to his tent to find his recent acquaintance Astarion--charming cad, charlatan, and secret vampire spawn--naked in his bedroll.

    The evening gets worse from there.

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    "First," said Gale. "Do not kill any thinking creatures in Waterdeep unless you must to protect yourself or you have my express permission."

    As Gale spoke, he could feel the weight of his words sinking into the person sitting across from him. It was like casting a spell, but took no effort. Astarion had been staring hollowly into his goblet of blood, but at this he made a faintly interested noise. As if the rule were novel and he was considering the shape of it.

    "Second, you will obey me in all things," said Gale. There didn't feel like there was any honest way of softening that. Astarion didn't make any sound at all.

    "Third, do not leave the tower without permission." Astarion made another speculative noise, considering this one too. But then his shoulders hunched and his eyes skittered down, as if he didn't want to look at what was about to happen.

    "Fourth," Gale said, and paused. He started with some context: "There is a tressym upstairs."

    Astarion's head twitched. He looked up at Gale, blinking, startled. He had the air of someone who had been bracing for a blow and instead had just been handed a balloon animal.

    "A what?" he asked.

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    He means to say no. He really ought to. They’ll both be miserable. It’s hard to find someone who will even entertain the notion of sharing living space with a witcher, but there has to be another option.

    Except, then a funny thing happens. Jaskier smiles, friendly and guileless as anything. “Your eyes are incredible. Sorry! I wasn’t flirting. That would be a terrible way to start a… roommate situation. Th—”

    “They’re contacts,” Geralt replies. It’s self preservation, practically an automatic response.

    “Well, cool contacts then.” Jaskier shrugs, fiddling with the spare key before holding it out to Geralt. Even that is stamped all over with Jaskier’s existence, dangling from an absurdly fluffy hot pink keychain. “So?”

    Jaskier has no idea what he is. It’s the promise of some kind of normalcy that sways Geralt in the end. It’s not like he’ll have to be here that often anyway. It’s more just a place to sleep between contracts than anything else.

    Geralt scowls at the fluff like it’s personally insulted him… but he takes the key.

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    25 Dec 2025

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    “I think so,” Jaskier says, “Geralt of Rivia, aren’t you?”

    The witcher does look surprised at that, his pale, thin mouth in a straight line.

    Geralt of Rivia is famous for being… more of a so-called abomination than any other witcher, or so people whisper. All of the others only went through the infamous Trial of Grasses and were revived once and then sent on their way, but him —

    People say that he took so well to the mutagens that they tried to enhance him further. Jaskier doesn’t know how much truth there is to the tales – if he was killed and revived more than once and if the alchemists of his school actually sew new limbs on him to make him better at his intended purpose -- but he knows that the man is given a wide berth by anyone who doesn’t need his services, barely gets paid and speaks little and is infamous for something that went down in Blaviken years ago.

    “What if I am?” the witcher asks.

     

    Or: in which everything is more or less the same except that all witchers die and get revived during the trials, Jaskier absolutely can't care less for that one notion and Geralt doesn't quite know what to make of that.

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    Geralt's been dealing with Hanahaki for a while. Jaskier comes down with it, too.

    OR, what happens when you're in love with your best friend and your best friend (apparently) falls for another?

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