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    There are few things more intimate than putting a blade to someone's throat.

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    19 Apr 2022

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    “Thank you,” he murmurs to Geralt as they sit together on his couch, both nursing hot toddies (Geralt’s praise for Jaskier’s heavy pour was so effusive it made him blush like he hasn’t since he was a teenager and Victoria Stael had him by the wrist at a Grammys afterparty) and watching the girls play with the LEGO set Jaskier got Essi for Chanukah. It’s for the gifts but it’s also for everything else.

    “The wine is really more for me than for you, Jas,” Geralt smirks, but he softens quickly, his gaze warm, nudging Jaskier with his shoulder, understanding what Jaskier was trying to say without needing to be told. “But no problem.”

    That’s what Jaskier likes about Geralt. With him, some things can be left unsaid. Jaskier never thought he’d take such comfort in silence, wordsmith that he is and has always been, but with Geralt, he is learning how to sit with the quiet, how to speak without sound.

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    27 Mar 2022

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    On a contract to find the world's smallest dog, Lambert stumbles across a castle full of talking cats. Clearly something weird is going on.

    It turns out breaking the curse on the castle will be slightly more complicated than he first assumed.

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    23 Feb 2022

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    A soulmate AU where your soulmark is the first thing your soulmate thinks when they meet you.

    Bucky is a normal, Level Six SHIELD agent who stumbles into a time machine while on a mission. When he travels back sixty-four years and lands ass-up on the wartime desk of one Agent Carter, his soulmark—“Who’s that with Peggy?”—goes from fairly distinctive, as thoughts go, to maddeningly common.

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    22 Feb 2022

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    “Scorpion,” Jesse guesses eventually, wishing he’d kept his cigar just for something to do. They saw a lot of scorpions in Deadlock. This guy moves just like one, whip-quick and brutal. ‘Course, that could also be--“Or a snake.”

    “A real poisonous one,” Lupe says agreeably, settling down beside his feet. “Or rabid.”

    “Now, darlin’, don’t go assuming the worst first thing,” Jesse chides, but of course he’d been thinking it too. His daemon, after all.

    “If there ain’t nothing wrong with his daemon, then where’s it at?” Lupe asks, making no effort to hide her intent focus on the new guy. She sure does make it hard to remind everyone he’s the easy-going type.

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    19 Feb 2022

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