While at Pyke trapped between his duty to his family and the feelings he has for Robb, Theon's choice is complicated further when he is visited by his uncle Euron, with designs of his own. Canon divergence - what if Euron showed up a few seasons early.
01 Jan 2022
The sound of boots scuffling hid a sniffle. “Did you love her?”
Like you loved your wildling? Theon wonders. She was dead, he knew. Dead like Kyra, like both of their fathers. “She saved me. I wanted to save her too.” A sob escapes him, and he can take no more. “Go, Jon. Go.”
16 Dec 2021
Robb had been the love of Theon's life; he had also been the cause of his greatest heartache. Tris could have said the same about Asha.
Somehow, two heartbroken boys find each other, and happiness too.
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski, The Witcher (TV)
18 Jan 2022
Jaskier, a royal pleasure slave, isn't exactly happy with his lot in life—he's having sex with less than desirable nobles at a pace nobody would want—but he's learned to be content with it. Things could be a lot worse.
On occasion, Radovid sends him away to bestow his services on nobles who aren't stationed at court. During one such trip Jaskier witnesses the murder of a noble he was supposed to be pleasing, and sees the faces of the assassins; to keep him from identifying them to the authorities, Jaskier is taken with them when they leave, and finds himself held in the royal palace of Rivia. Life in Rivia is anything but what Jaskier would have expected and both the king of Rivia and his right hand are unlike any nobles Jaskier has ever known; the more time he spends with them, the more he realizes that they might just be what they seem to be—good men.
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"This is a very simple experiment, bard." Cold blue eyes met Jaskier's. "The Witcher over there? He's dying. There's only one thing that can save him at this point."
Jaskier glanced towards Geralt apprehensively; his head lolled back. If he was conscious, he gave no sign of it.
"I want you to bond him."
Jaskier jerked, staring at the man in horror. "No."
Soul-bonding was intimate, a moment reserved in private between two people who had decided to share every joy and every sorrow. They would feel each other's pain, know if the other was on the brink of death. It was a bond that could only be forged with good intention, with the purest motive. There was no way to undo it. Bonding Geralt would mean surrendering half his soul to the Witcher, to experiencing every pain, and every woe. But worse than that. Witchers didn't have souls. Jaskier would be throwing away the greatest connection he could ever experience, for a man who would never be able to return it. Jaskier was romantic enough to admit that he wanted a romance of the ages, and a bond of certainty.
"Let me make this easier for you: bond him, or I'll kill you."
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18 Jan 2022