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“An Endless?” Hob asks, softly, because it feels like a question that needs to be soft.
“That’s what we are,” Death responds, trying again for a small smile. “Me and D—”
“Don’t,” Hob interrupts, far stronger than he meant to, and Death looks surprised for as long as it takes him to get out, “Don’t, please. I-I want to hear it from him.”
Sympathy colors Death’s gaze even as Hob feels his face burn. Six hundred years, Hob thinks—he’ll be damned if he finds out his Stranger’s name from anyone but the odd man himself.
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It's 1989 and Hob Gadling thinks he's been stood up. Death herself is kind enough to inform him otherwise—and, well, now Hob's got to bloody do something about it, doesn't he?
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29 Sep 2022
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what would an ocean be without a monster lurking in the dark? by andrewminyards
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
08 Oct 2020
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Jaskier’s tentacles tighten around Geralt, and heat rushes through his body when he realises that he can't move, the strength of Jaskier’s tentacles immobilising him effortlessly.
“I could hurt you,” Jaskier purrs, his clawed finger moving over Geralt’s chest and tearing his shirt open, and Geralt arches into his touch, wanting more. “But you like this, don’t you?”
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After months of tracking Jaskier, Geralt finally finds him on the coast. But Jaskier isn’t what he remembers - and when Geralt discovers that Jaskier has tentacles now, he finds that he really, really likes it.
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Jaskier’s ex-boyfriend and bandmate just dumped him to pursue a solo career. Valdo can go screw himself, but Jaskier has too much self respect to argue with someone who clearly doesn’t want him and too much class to make a scene even if (or maybe because) Valdo expects it. Telling the other man to fuck off in the language of flowers instead sounds like a good idea when he’s drunk at 3am in his now empty apartment.
Walking into a flower shop the next day, he expects to be laughed at or humored. What he’s not expecting is for the brooding man behind the counter to take him seriously. He wasn’t expecting Geralt at all or his complicated life and how well Jaskier would fit into it.
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15 Jul 2020
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Happiness and Plenty by Bouncey
Fandom: The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
14 Jul 2020
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God of Happiness!Jaskier/Geralt
Smut. Just pure, self-indulgent, Geraskier smut.
With some plot.
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14 Jul 2020
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The young man laughed again, blue eyes twinkling. Geralt liked his laugh. It was bright and clear, like a bell ringing. “Man of many words, I see. I’m Jaskier. May I buy you a drink in thanks?”
“Geralt. And yes, you may.”
Geralt didn’t think to check the date until he watched Jaskier perform later that night in a popular bar not far from home. Geralt wasn’t a man of music usually. But when Jaskier started to sing, Geralt felt a tingle begin in his chest and spread throughout his body. His arms broke out in goosebumps. His drink sat forgotten on the counter. At the end of the third song Jaskier played, Geralt looked down at his phone to check the date. June 10th. It felt important.
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07 Jul 2020
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I'd suffer hell if you'd tell me (what you'd do to me tonight) by Bouncey
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
04 Jul 2020
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When the Witcher finally woke up, he drew several conclusions rather quickly:
1) His wrists and ankles had been shackled while he was unconscious.
2) Those shackles were holding him spread-eagled across a very comfortable goose-down mattress.
3) The runes carved into the manacles left him relatively incapacitated; not even a Witcher could break through such a strong pacification spell.
4) His captors had removed everything but his smallclothes and covered him back up with an incredibly soft blanket.“Hmm.”
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Geralt is captured by the strangest religious order he's ever encountered and offered up as a "human" sacrifice to their God of Happiness, who happens to look and sound exactly like Jaskier...
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- Part 1 of Happiness and Plenty
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04 Jul 2020
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a smile made for war by andrewminyards
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
29 Jun 2020
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You are destruction, Jaskier’s mentor tells him. Death and destruction thrum in Jaskier’s core of chaos, his magic bringing nothing but annihilation, and Jaskier hates it.
But music is not destruction. Music is creation, and it sings in Jaskier’s veins. There is nothing quite like the rush of joy and energy whenever music flows through him, and he forgets about the destruction that his chaos is capable of as music fills his soul.
After decades of being a sorcerer, Jaskier finds himself in music, and for the first time, his magic brings life.
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30 Jun 2020
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The only plot here is these two dummies seeing more in each other than the world does and falling madly in love.
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“What I want to know is,” Jaskier continued. “has anyone ever...taken care of you?”
“Taken care of me? Of course. That’s what I pay for after all,” answered Geralt.
“No, no. I don’t mean orgasm.” said Jaskier. “I mean. Taken care of you. Taken you. Have you ever utterly surrendered?”
“You and your pretty words,” said Geralt. “Be plain, Jaskier.”
Jaskier said. “Fine. Has anyone ever fucked you until your toes curled?”
Geralt was still and thought a moment before he answered. “That isn’t usually what people want from me.”
“Yes, but people are tragically unimaginative. No one is only one thing. Least of all you.”
“I suppose that’s true,” answered Geralt.
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04 Apr 2020
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Geralt learns that Jaskier sleeps with men. Oddly enough he gets angry. Jaskier thinks Geralt is judging him. But maybe the issue is something else entirely. Hmmm I wonder what it could be?
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“If you’re going to treat our room like a brothel you should get your own,” barked Geralt. “That way you can entertain all the cock you want for however long you desire.”
The mud on Geralt was drying to a crust and he looked absolutely miserable. Jaskier was at a loss. He tried a different tack.
“Geralt you need to bathe. You smell like rotten entrails.”
“If am so revolting then leave,”
Geralt plopped back down on the chair and stared menacingly at the floor.
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06 Feb 2020