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Iroh learns how to be an uncle. Zuko learns how to be loved. Jee learns how to give advice the only way Iroh understands it.
Takes place immediately post-Agni Kai.
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Soldier, Poet, Queen by EyesUpMarksman
Fandoms: The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game), Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski, Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
10 Mar 2020
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Jaskier shuffles his chair closer to Geralt’s. “I imagine this is how parents feel,” he says softly. His fingers ghost over the back of Geralt’s hand, running over scarred knuckles.
“I’m not, though,” Geralt says after a time. “Her parent.”
Jaskier clicks his tongue. “She’s yours,” he says gently. His words won’t carry over to the arena; they’re too far away. But even still, he knows how sharp a Witcher’s hearing can be. And even if Lambert is currently occupied with teaching Ciri about where to strike on a body, Jaskier keeps his voice low just in case he listens in. “In a biological sense, no. You’re of no relation to her whatsoever. But family is more than blood.”
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23 Mar 2020
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During the five year separation until their paths cross again, Jaskier had been traveling the continent drowning his sorrows in song and drink. The song had gone silent since then, and with the whispers of war near he has to keep quiet about his tales of the White Wolf. Nilfgaard on the other hand, takes notice.
Survival can leave someone bitter.
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- Part 3 of Like A Love Song
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22 Mar 2020
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Jaskier.
He had longer hair, shoulder length and matted. His cheeks were stubbled and tear stained. His clothes were ratty, worn, and not colorful at all. His hands bandaged. And his eyes… his eyes were nervous, and… hurt. Deeply hurt. But here his bard was, alive, petting Roach and staring at Geralt.
Geralt moved forward and hugged the man to his chest without thought. He wasn’t expecting the flinch, nor for the bard to pull away, but Geralt let him go. He didn’t know what had come over him anyway.
He was happy enough just to look at the man.
“Where have you been?” He asked. “I’ve been searching for you, ever since…” he trailed off, expecting Jaskier to chime in, like he always did.
Jaskier didn’t say anything.
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Fandoms: The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
24 Oct 2020
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“This drink, the mage made it. It is going to make you a good boy,” she brushed back his hair, too long nails trailing along his cheek. “But you cannot tell anyone. You cannot tell a soul about this drink or this spell. You don’t talk about it. You keep it secret.”
Julian opened his mouth to ask more and was hit by a pain he had never experienced. The boy cried out in pain and doubled over, arm wrapping around his screaming middle. His mother shushed him and pet at him until he was able to catch his breath.
“See what happens to naughty little boys who don’t listen?” Her voice was sharp. “I told you not to say anything.”
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Jaskier was cursed with obedience as a child and has mostly learned to get by without others knowing. Geralt is not most people.
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