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    So, I've been hoarding drabbles and oneshots from various fandoms for years and I decided to put some of these bad boys out there. Will mainly feature BAMFness and angst, few if any pairings but lots of friendship, and some crossovers. I might also put out some prompts, in case anyone's interested.

    Please consider all of these ideas up for adoption (with notice, please).

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    Everyone knew how the process of finding your soulmate worked; the moment you locked eyes with them, both of you gained the ability to see the world in colour, instead of grey-scale. There was an additional twist, one much less well-known; if one soulmate rejected the other, both were plunged back into a grey-scale world.

    Jaskier's known for years that Geralt is his soulmate, ever since they met and colour flooded into his world. Geralt, on the other hand, has no idea. But Jaskier is sure if he proves himself to Geralt, that everything will work out. And then the mountain happens, and Jaskier isn't sure of anything anymore.

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    But Jaskier coughed.

    Yennefer tensed, the sour smell of magic hitting her nose. Fast, not giving Jaskier a chance, she took hold of the hand that he had used to cover his mouth. She lowered to look at it, and with a resigned sigh Jaskier opened his palm.

    Three, almost intact, petals lied in the middle of his hand.

    "When?" Yennefer asked, tightening her hold on Jaskier's wrist.

    "Since the dragon, of course."

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    Yennefer said something — Jaskier couldn’t catch what, not everyone had super Witcher hearing — and Geralt’s whole face changed. His eyes widened, and then crinkled, catching the light. His smile slowly appeared, like the sun breaking the horizon at dawn. And when he laughed, it was a tragically brief, beautiful thing, because then Geralt caught himself and looked down, his smile slowly fading away.

    And as Jaskier stared at Geralt, a single thought crystalized, whispered by a small voice in his heart; this one’s mine.

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    Jaskier loves Geralt, but Geralt doesn't love him back. That's been made abundantly clear. He's almost come to terms with it, when Destiny (via Yennefer of Vengerberg) brings him and Geralt back together. Except now Geralt has his own family, and doesn't seem to need Jaskier at all. Maybe. Probably. Even if Geralt's actions seem to say otherwise.

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    “W-Who…” the bard’s song comes to an abrupt end, his fingers pausing awkwardly on his lute strings as his cornflower blue eyes flit about in search of the cause of the noise. “Roach? What’re you doing down here by your lonesome, darling girl? Shouldn’t you be-,”

    His eyes fall on Geralt. The pint-sized Witcher cannot help but swallow uncomfortably, that old childhood shyness rising up inside of him and settling awkwardly in his gut. “Um… hello.”

    “Hi,” Jaskier breathes… and then he actually breathes, and it’s easily the most disgusting sound Geralt has ever heard. Everything about him is wet with mucus. “Um… What exactly are you…”

    He trails off, and there’s so many different ways to fill in the blank there, Geralt doesn’t even know where to start. What is a tiny child doing, by his lonesome, at the foot of a mountain, with nightfall just around the corner? What is a tiny child doing with a Witcher’s armor, weapons, and horse? What is a tiny child doing, dressed so horribly for the weather? Jaskier could be trying to ask him any number of things, and to be fair, he knows the answer to absolutely none of those questions, so he sits, silently, and waits.

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