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  1. Public Bookmark 37

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    Geralt and Jaskier hide in a closet from an angry royal. Things get spicy from there.

    Shameless smut

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    28 Jun 2020

  2. Public Bookmark *

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    Geralt isn't sure how he got here, standing in his kitchen in black gym shorts and a baby pink—baby fucking pink—shirt that stretches too tightly over his muscles and has Toss a Coin written in sparkling gold letters across his chest while Jaskier is aiming a camera at his face.

    Or: Jaskier is a YouTuber and Geralt is his best friend and roommate.

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    27 Jun 2020

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    Rumors of increasingly murderous activity brings Geralt of Rivia to the scholarly city of Oxenfurt. He may have been prepared for monsters, but not an eccentric young omega named Jaskier.

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    Or, an a/b/o murder mystery seasoned with smut.

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    24 Jun 2020

  4. Public Bookmark 86

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    In the nights he spent curled that bit closer to Geralt, he started to notice something. The Witcher had a thing – rather, he did a thing.

    The first time it happened, Jaskier blearily swatted at his own face. The skin along his cheek tingled, as if there was a fly resting there, or some hair.

    That’s when his hand bumped into another’s.

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    24 Jun 2020

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    The bard is not an angel, Geralt knows this. He’s not a god, or a mythical creature, or holy, but still -

    Still.

    Jaskier is good. And he touches - fuck, he’s always touching. Caressing Geralt’s shoulders, hands dancing across old scars, draping himself against the Witcher’s side every time they make camp. So maybe - maybe the bard isn’t the purest thing to exist. Maybe he’s not all light and laughter. But sometimes...

    Sometimes, his touch makes Geralt feel like something to be cherished.

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    24 Jun 2020