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Only Geralt is out now. Everything feels muffled, only sharpened by the cold biting at his cheeks. It’s not ideal, with the snow reflecting the sky everything is still bright, and shadows are soft, blending into each other. With the snow already disturbed, all Geralt really can do is to remain at high alert. The potions he drank left a tang on the back of his tongue, putrid and nauseating, but every bit necessary. The streets have been decorated since the winter solstice with ribbons and branches tied together to form arches, and absolutely an obstacle for both hunters.
Too late, Geralt notices the shadows thickening around him, and a heavy weight carries him down. His foot slips, and his knee hits the frozen ground before that too is swept from under him. Claws dig into his shoulder, a hot breath hitting the side of his face, reeking of blood and decay. His grip falters, forcing the sword from his hand at the impact. The katakan has pinned him on his front in the snow.
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Geralt is no fool. He knows friends don’t sleep this close. He is well aware of the distance that is usually kept when sharing a night fire. Instead of leaning into each other on cold nights, friends might instead offer their cloak or their gloves. Instead of a guiding hand along the back, or a touch to get attention, one can point, or even use words.
Geralt has done all of this of course, it’s not as if he always traveled alone.
Truthfully, though, he doesn’t mind pretending.or; Panda gets ideas and instead of sleep, they need to cuddle
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The small kitchen is warm with residue heat from the oven. It also smells heavenly, and a pile of cookies are cooling on a tray temptingly close from where Jaskier is sat on the kitchen counter.
He helped, he totally helped, someone has to steal the batter and dice the chocolate, the two tasks he is trusted with in Geralt’s kitchen, and it has the added bonus of Geralt watching him lick his own finger clean.
The kitchen might also be warm from the building tension between them, tension that has been building for weeks, and Jaskier is buzzing in his own skin to do something about it. He might be too chicken shit to do anything about it, but he is also fully enjoying this game of theirs, the magnets pressing closer, waiting for one of them to flip.
“Don’t you dare,” Geralt warns him as he unties the pink apron, at least a hundred small “kiss the cook” prints all over it that Jaskier left here in a clear hint of this exact moment. He is a simple man, all he wants is cookies and kisses and c-Or; I decided to rewrite the wip called Counter make out session from 2021 and it got out of hand
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The night is dark around them, and a little chilly. They are sitting on a blanket, and another one at their feet. There is a basket too, with little snacks and fruits.
"Are you sure we will see them tonight?" Geralt asks, reaching a hand towards the bottle of Est-est Dandelion is holding.
"So I was told, friend of mine." The poet replies, snatching the bottle away from Geralt's hand and taking a swig.Or; Two soft old men being in love
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Imagine me and you by TinyThoughts for Curlscat
Fandoms: The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
08 Dec 2025
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“I’m tired of being the one who cares more.”
From where he is standing just outside the doors to the main hall, Geralt can make out Jaskier’s profile against the large fireplace. Opposite of him sits Eskel, a hand resting over Jaskier’s wrist. They are both looking down at the table, down at their large mugs of drink, and Geralt can feel his heart sink.
“He wouldn’t have asked you to come if he didn’t care,” Eskel tries, and Jaskier gives a sad smile.
“Ah, see,that’s the kicker, though, isn’t it? He didn’t. He told me to bring his child here, but he never asked me specifically to come, and he never asked me to stay.”Or; Season 2 fix it, eskel lives and brings infinite wisdom, and geralt has to learn how to be a friend. A love story
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Fandom The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski
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Handholding prompts 2021 by TinyThoughts
Fandom The Witcher: Nightmare of the Wolf (2021), Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
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Viktor’s plan to get himself banned from those ridiculously pompous galas went as follows:
-Wear the most revealing, most scandalous outfit he could.
-Wear the most makeup he could apply to himself without messing up.
-Be as rude and sarcastic as he could possibly be to everyone.
This plan was sure to get him banned from galas forever, Viktor was convinced of it. And sure, maybe he also felt at least a tiny bit bad for making Jayce clean up his mess afterwards, but he had insisted Viktor go to this gala, so if anything, he was partly to blame for this. He should have known Viktor would only agree to go under his own conditions.
Or: How Viktor's foolproof plan to stop getting invited to fancy parties totally backfires on him and turns him into Piltover's most elegible bachelor. And how he ends up dragging Jayce into it.
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a bonfire in a snowstorm by sophie_scribblz
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
22 Dec 2021
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The winter has always been rather hard on Viktor.
Yes, the snow and frost bite into his fingers, and his cane slips on ice-slick ground, and he has to walk even slower than usual, and yes it seems as though he is permanently in a state of hypothermia, but truthfully there is even a permanent chill in the tips of Viktor’s fingers in the height of summer, and truthfully Viktor knows physical discomfort well— there is more than that. There is a yearly, omnipresent reminder of the state of his heritage, his family, of his isolation— a cruel, city-wide boast of a warmth Viktor was not lucky enough to be born into. There is the winter holiday.
This year is much the same— a permeating chill seeping into every space he can find, lights and posters and songs celebrating something he has never had and may never have, a dorm room that is barren of Christmas and almost worse than the celebrations beyond his windowsill. This year is much the same, except for one thing. This year, there is Jayce.
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Or, the Christmas-themed JayVik fic no one asked for but I took upon myself to write anyway.
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12 Feb 2026
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Half a decade after Viktor leaves Piltover for good, a fragment of Hexcore permanently adhered to his soul, an old friend comes to him for help. This wouldn't be an issue, if the same old friend hadn't spent the last five years trying to hit him, very hard, with a really big hammer.
“You’re not real,” Viktor repeated, closing his eyes. Even with the knowledge that this was a dream, the gentle touch unraveled him. There was an impact crater where his heart should be.
The calloused pad of Jayce's thumb found the corner of Viktor’s mouth. “All right. I’ll bite – what’s your evidence for this hypothesis?”
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Nothing Left to Lose by TheTrickyOwl for Purple_Gators
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
01 May 2022
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It hit Jayce the moment the laboratory doors sighed open; the sharp, acrid stench of alcohol.
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The one where Viktor gets drunk and accidentally confesses his feelings.
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Free Tune Up by Anonymous
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
23 Jul 2025
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Anakin barreled through the garage, intent on telling the customer what was what, when he noticed why exactly the voice had been so loud. The customer was in the garage. And standing at the doorway was a well-built, blonde haired man dressed in the type of suit that made Anakin feel poorer just looking at it. He had a glittering watch on his wrist and his facial hair was so well manicured he looked like something out of a magazine. His face exuded confidence and Anakin just knew this was the kind of guy to command attention at work and expect the rest of the world to follow in step too.
He had one thing going for him, Anakin would give to him, he was damned good looking, but he was behaving like a total prick. He was the kind of guy working class folks fantasized about being able to put in their place once. Face mucked with engine oil and stomach empty since the morning, Anakin took a moment to imagine just how nice it would be to tell this posh asshole right where he could stick it.
“Are you the only mechanic working here?” the man said impatiently, looking Anakin up and down like he wasn’t impressed with what he saw. “I’ve been out in the lobby for ten minutes.”
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