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Geralt remembered, dimly, the feel of gentle hands on his skin. A hand in his. A kiss pressed to his forehead. A hand touching his sticky, sickly face, and recoiling. A cry of shock and pain. A glimpse of blistered skin.
“How long has it been?” Jaskier said. “Since somebody touched you?”
The mutagens used to make boys into witchers leave poison in their skin, in their hair, in their blood. To touch a witcher is agony. To get too close to one is deadly.
Jaskier doesn't seem to care.
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with lilies and with laurels he goes by catchcrows
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski
09 Aug 2021
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Geralt has never known the gods or destiny or death to be kind, to show him mercy even if he begged for it. There’s no sense in it when he already knows the answer; bind it in a book or set it to a pretty tune, no story about a witcher will ever be more than a tragedy.
(Before he died scared and alone and half the Continent away from anyone who could save him, Jaskier spent more than twenty years making Geralt out to be the hero of his stories. It’s the least he can do, Geralt thinks, to finally fucking act like one.)
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11 Aug 2021
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THE TROUPE SUBBERSIONS?? What Essi said?? THE IRONY OF HOW JASKIER DIED and Geralt finally, FINALLY understanding what destiny really is??
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Johnny keeps the bonsai Daniel gave him at the dealership, and many things grow.
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27 Mar 2021
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Universe alteration where Johnny takes the bonsai and changes his life
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As it should be; their first coupling takes place with water and earth pulsing against them, meeting and joining and stirring beneath their soaked bodies. It is fated, because the soil needs rain to grow, because the bull needs a moon maiden to weaken and strengthen his resolve, because he wants her and that is enough.
Life itself manifests at the point where he ends and she begins, and so the will of the universe; the stars and sun and the planets above, will let him have her.
Dani/Pelle, post-Midsommar