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    If it was some kind of weird religious thing, it was for a god Geralt had never heard of. Probably it was just a weird Jaskier thing. Crows, of all creatures! Corpse eaters. Grain stealers. No one liked crows. But Jaskier was voluntarily traveling with a Witcher; maybe he just had poor taste.

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    10 Aug 2020

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    Gorgeous!

  2. Public Bookmark 71

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    “I don’t dance,” Geralt growls when it becomes very clear from Jaskier’s staring, and impatiently curling fingers, that the bard isn’t going to take silence for an answer.

    “Hm. Of course not. I guess you wouldn’t,” Jaskier agrees like that’s the end of it. That’s never the end of it. Even as Jaskier pauses to watch the villagers, or perhaps the smoke drifting from the fire, Geralt waits for the inevitable addendum.

    “But allow me to raise this one point for your consideration.” There it is, accompanied by Jaskier’s expression scrunching in a way that Geralt is exasperated to realize he finds rather endearing. “Have you ever tried?”

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    Geralt lets Jaskier talk him into sticking around for a village's midsummer festival. He assumes they're staying for Jaskier's benefit, but somewhere between the flower crowns and the bonfire, Geralt realizes it was a gift meant for him all along.

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    10 Aug 2020

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    Gorgeous!

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    A collection of Geraskier ficlets. Each chapter title includes a label for pre-slash, established relationship, or AU.

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    10 Aug 2020

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    Geralt and Jaskier visit a brothel together.

    Because there's no chance that might awaken anything in either of them, right?

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    18 May 2020

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    This fic is fucking gold!

    And I never read WiPs.

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    Athelstan owns a little hut by the harbor. This little hut becomes a sanctuary - not just for him, but for the King of Kattegat and Denmark, too.

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    03 Aug 2019

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    I read this fic for the first time many months ago, when I first discovered Athelstan/Ragnar. I find that I keep returning to this fic so I can bask in the warm glow of this shared moment between our two protagonists.

    I love the idea of Athelstan having his own little cabin by the sea. He is near enough to Ragnar that he can visit whenever he likes. There's always something about that touch to the lover's back when the reader is not sure whether the character knows the other is there. I have seen it done in other ships (00Q specifically) and I was pleased to experience the same level of emotion here.

    This fic has all the intimacy of a much longer fic where their physical relationship is consummated, and more. Their conversation and the little touch of a kiss as they fall asleep makes this fic a standout in a sea of bawdier fics. The explanation of dolphins is so lovely. The details of their characterizations and Athelstan's calling Ragnar a 'legend' is what keeps me returning to this fic again and again. I can't help but feel the warmth that exudes from it.

    The last line is the icing on the cake. It caps the emotion in this stunningly beautiful fic.