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Geralt's Unknowing Courtship of Death by Rxel
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
07 Oct 2022
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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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02 Aug 2022
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“So you’re a night owl,” Trevor said, somewhere in his second week making drinks for Adrian. He set the latte in front of him and squeezed into the chair on the other side of Adrian’s usual table. “Student? Grad student? Surprisingly young professor?”
“You’re full of questions tonight,” Adrian said. He drew the ceramic bowl closer, wrapping his pale hands around it; Trevor ignored his soft sigh, the way his eyelashes fluttered at the warmth soaking into his palms.
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When a golden-haired stranger walked into his coffee shop late one night, Trevor thought three things: he was beautiful, he had a shitty attitude, and it was a fucking terrible time for Sypha to go on her break and leave all the work to him.
Two weeks later, Trevor's view had shifted: Adrian was still irritatingly beautiful...and someone he had a hell of a lot of fun talking to.
And two weeks after that? Well. No one could ever accuse Trevor of making good decisions.
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28 Mar 2020
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Dungeons & Striders by Mortior
Fandoms: Homestuck, Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
13 Jul 2019
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After the royal family of Derse is murdered, Prince Dirk Strider mysteriously wakes up in his grave and embarks on a 500-year quest for revenge.
Meanwhile, Dave Strider is the last of a royal lineage that was almost wiped out 500 years ago, and now his undead ancestor has arrived in Prospit to kill their family's murderer...
If the paladin and the lich don't kill each other first.
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06 Dec 2019
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Pirate captain Dirk Strider returns to port to restock, recruit, and to see (read: feel up) his little brother Dave, a lieutenant in the Queen's Navy. Dave is less than pleased to see him.
Pseudo-historical pirate AU, born from the sentence: "What if Dirk was like Jack Sparrow, and Dave was Norrington?"
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06 Dec 2019
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“Go on,” he says, nudging your cheek. Your lips bump against his tip and he stretches his neck, closes his eyes. “Put that mouth to better use.”
Oh, you’ll fucking show him. You’ll make him choke on that attitude.
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John and Dirk dabble in BDSM
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27 Jun 2018