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    After Jaskier starts travelling with him, the words Geralt hears to describe him become kinder, and he hears himself referred to as the white wolf, more than the butcher.
    The same cannot be said for Jaskier. When at first it was lovely, pretty, songbird, now the words to describe the bard are of an entirely different nature.

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    During their first summer on the path Geralt hears Jaskier referred to as loud, obnoxious, and once - rather unkindly- as a chatty little bitch. Which Geralt finds he can somewhat understand, especially in those moments where he needs just a little peace and quiet. It’s mostly when he finishes the more difficult hunts, potions still raging through his bloodstream, his senses just a bit too sharp for comfort. Jaskier’s voice isn’t grating, it’s rather lovely, in fact. But in those moments, Geralt just wants to growl at him and tell him to be quiet.

    He never calls the bard a chatty little bitch though.

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  2. Public Bookmark 86

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    The mage smiles at that, with teeth this time. “You should go to him.”

    Geralt snorts. “Why the fuck’d I do that?”

    “You miss him, of course.”

    Geralt huffs out a laugh. “I don’t miss anything.” It sounds bitter, even with the deep swallows of White Gull he’s taken, even with the months that have passed since he last saw Jaskier.

    “Think you might,” The mage says, all haughty and knowing. “I want to give you a gift,” he continues, calm and collected, face annoyingly attractive, the silver in his hair and beard catching in the low tavern light.

    “I don’t want anything from you,” Geralt protests, knowing a gift from a mage is never a real gift. A nuisance at its most innocent, a death sentence at its worst.

    “Bit late for that, witcher,” The mage says.

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  3. Public Bookmark 24

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    “I’m fine,” says Geralt, and he bares his bloodstained teeth as if to prove it. “I was fine before you got here, and I’ll be fine when you leave, too.”
    “Leave?” says Eskel. “What, you think we’re gonna leave you in Kaer Trolde? Grow up, Geralt.”
    Geralt scowls at him. “Yeah, you’re gonna leave.”
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    Or, Geralt goes off the deep end. Eskel and Lambert try to drag him back home.

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    On his deathbed, Jaskier promises a broken-hearted Geralt that he will come back to him—somehow, someday.

    Nineteen years later, on the side of a backcountry road in southern Kaedwen, Geralt finds a dandelion.

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    Geralt always knew Jaskier was Aos Sí, though he figured that if Jaskier wanted him to know, he would tell him; the Gods know the bard loves to talk about himself to everyone and anyone who will listen—and sometimes to those who aren’t listening. He decided to not question him, no matter how curious The Witcher was about Jaskier’s true self. He couldn’t help but stare while the bard performed, dancing and smiling and swirling around, and picture what Jaskier would look like without the glamour. Would his skin have a tint of another color; his ears pointed; teeth sharpened; his form taller? Would he have antlers or hooves? The list of fantasies of what Jaskier might look like went on and on in Geralt’s mind.

    Regardless of Jaskier's true self, Geralt knew he would be just as beautiful, possibly moreso.

    Yes, Geralt wanted to know what the bard looked like under his glamour, but not like this...

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    After ignoring the elephant in the room that is Jaskier being Fae for years, things come to a head when Jaskier has to drop his glamor to save Geralt from a Leshen.

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