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Alexander leaned towards him a bit more. “About that. You’d do anything?”
“Yes,” John answered. It was the closest thing to the truth.
“Sleep with me.”
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Bookmarked by AzuleOpal
22 Jun 2020
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What do you do when the married man you have a crush on asks for a favour you can't fulfill?
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Alexander started sending good morning messages on the fourth day of having John's number.
John started drawing Alexander on the seventh day of knowing him.
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It only goes on from there, right?aka, cliche and adorable fluff fest.
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Bookmarked by AzuleOpal
03 Apr 2020
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John is closed, Alex weasels his way in. Drug dealer but not happy about it
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There are two things you need to know about John Laurens. One: don’t ask him about his major, and two: don’t try to get to know him. Despite these warnings, Alex is determined to get inside of the mind of the boy from the college party with the curly hair and freckles who looked like he would rather have been anywhere else.
John, meanwhile, has one thing on his mind; to not fall for that little persistent kid from the Caribbean who feels uniquely entitled to his messed-up life. But nothing could ever be that simple, now could it?
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- Part 1 of Impenetrable Heart AU
Bookmarked by AzuleOpal
14 Mar 2020
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John-centric, house burns down, bridge, lots of emotions
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Jaskier has written a lot of ballads about some woman who has stolen his heart. The thing is, he's been on the road with Geralt for the past month. He hasn't had any time to court a woman, much less have his heart broken by her. So who is this woman? The answer may shock you.
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“There’s no lady,” Geralt says.
Jaskier trails off. “Well, of course not,” he says instead. “I imagine a woman would take grave offense to the frequency with which we give our patronage to brothels, not to mention your unseemly habit of bathing in monster blood and other revolting gunk.” He wrinkles his nose. “Perhaps I should write an ode to your masterful powers of observation next.”
“But you were talking about a woman tonight,” Geralt continues, ignoring Jaskier entirely.