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    The funny part was that Lambert almost didn’t even go back to Kaer Morhen that winter. Maybe it wouldn’t have made a difference in the long run. Maybe the four of them—him and Eskel and Geralt and that damn little songbird—were Destiny with a capital D (heh), and would have ended up in the same place eventually no matter what.

    Or maybe Destiny was for chumps.

    Lambert made the choice to go home. He made the choice to bring Geralt’s bard with him. And everything that came after that was a choice, too, even the love.

    Maybe especially the love.

    Ok, so funny wasn’t the right word. Whatever. Lambert wasn’t a big words guy.

    It was just that when he rode into sight of the base of The Killer that year and his stomach curdled with something a little bit like homesickness and a lotta bit like dread, and instead of turning around he chose to go to the village that squatted at its base and stock up for the climb—

    Well, that turned out to be an incredibly meaningful fucking choice. That’s all he was saying.

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    Soulmate marks are faint. These marks are an impression of a soulmate’s hand lines and fingerprints. These are curious markings that only some seem to have. It is suggested that chaos has its hand in those sentient beings with these intricate markings.

    Although rare, it is not entirely unheard of that someone may have multiple soulmates. For Witchers who live entirely too long of lives, it might come as no surprise that eventually, Geralt and Eskel both found a new pattern of curls and grooves growing on their skin. Lambert’s seventeenth year brought the beginnings of a third set of whirls on each man’s body.

    Those that Melitele blessed and specifically those that were never meant to be more than what they were born as, frightened humanity. For nobility to be blessed with Fate’s mark was not necessarily a sign of misfortune, but rather the potentiality that a Noble house would grow in strength because of its proximity to Chaos. However, three separate displays of Melitele’s touch tested the bounds of just how close to Chaos nobility wanted to be. Jaskier was lucky and unlucky in this respect.

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    "What the fuck do you mean I've been courting you my whole life?"

    Jaskier, personification of Death, bemused and a little bit entertained, strums his lute. "You really didn't know this whole time? But I told you when we first met."

    Geralt thought about it and slowly put his hand on his face. "Fuck."

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    Geralt has been having the strangest few weeks. First, he acquires a bard from a shitty tavern in Posada who spouts some nonsense at him despite it being clear that he couldn't possibly be the person he was talking about. He's certain he would have remembered meeting him in his relatively long life.

    Second, the bard - Jaskier - doesn't seem like he's leaving any time soon despite Geralt trying to lose him.

    Third, Jaskier keeps looking at him. He keeps touching him. He keeps... He keeps. And it's doing something strange to him. His stomach flips, and he originally thought he was sick, but as time continues to pass, he has to acknowledge the fact that may or may not be acquiring feelings for said bard.

    And that horse. Why was it... green? Given, it's the lightest shade of green, but really?

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    22 Mar 2023

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    This was far from the first time someone had wanted Geralt. This wasn’t the first time it was someone Geralt wanted back. And this time, it was good. It would be a good match. But his gut said no. A good match wasn’t enough. Geralt deserved – needed better than that. He deserved glorious – passionate – spectacular love. That was what he wanted, for Geralt.

    Jaskier is a Cupid, an immortal semi-divine entity or an anthropomorphic personification of an emotional experience (depending on who you ask). He set out to find Geralt someone he could fall in love with. He wasn't counting on falling in love for himself.

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    10 Mar 2023

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    Killing the drowner was ordinary. Going to the nearest town? Ordinary. Talking with the alderman? Ordinary.
    Not so ordinary was being paid in too few orens... and one heavily abused omega.

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    07 Aug 2022