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In which Ciri suspects but cannot confirm.
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Geralt and Jaskier get domestic. Well, as domestic as they can.
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home is nowhere, therefore you by Ark
Fandoms: The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski
30 Jan 2020
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"Right, well," Jaskier says, when he halts before Geralt. Up close, he looks much more nervous. There is sweat on his brow and his collar is damp with it, and his teeth keep catching on his lower lip. "True love's kiss. There's—ah—there's nothing to it." And he bends, the utter imbecile, and kisses Geralt full on the mouth.
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12 May 2026
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The sparse waiting room, devoid of heating charms, was crowded today with robed retainers and armed guards. Seimei frowned. He picked out the boy he was meant to meet at a glance–Minamoto no Hiromasa’s portrait had been sent to him along with the decree of marriage. Seimei’s impression then and now were the same. A soft child removed early from Imperial succession, earning himself both the ‘Minamoto’ surname and the right to live.
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Fengya Mountain emerged from the grey morning’s thick mists like a boar’s tusk, tall and sharp. An uneven path wound through a bamboo thicket, rich with sweet-singing birds and flowers on the verge of a spring bloom, the air lightened by the scent of passing rain. A great stone sign straddled the path, a deliberate scar against what would have otherwise been a visual feast.
Below the sign, a tall man in dark, travel-stained robes sat on a black horse, reading the carved characters with a slight smile. He could be said to be handsome in a particular light, but for the unsettling cast to his eyes, which regarded the valley and its sign with a piercing and murderous fervour. Still as he was at present, the man was nothing more than an arrow in flight, cast from a longbow drawn at the capital by an unwilling archer.
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10 May 2026
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He gave Zhou Zishu a lingering look from beneath his lashes. “Your virtuous wife will accompany you of course.”
“Oh? When did I obtain a wife, let alone a virtuous one?”
“How could you say that, A-Xu?” Wen Kexing asked with feigned, wide-eyed hurt. “Would anyone but your virtuous wife prick their fingers a thousand times just to accompany you in this mundane chore?”
Zhou Zishu looked up and caught Wen Kexing’s gaze, arching an eyebrow. “If you’re my virtuous wife, then when are you going to fulfil your other wifely duties?”
Zhou Zishu is utterly baffled when his attempts to reciprocate Wen Kexing’s flirting results in unexpected and uncharacteristic reactions. As arrogant as it might sound, Zhou Zishu had expected Wen Kexing to respond far more enthusiastically, rather than quite literally fleeing from his overtures. What the hell is going on here?
(Otherwise known as ‘Zhou Zishu’s 5 attempts to get Wen Kexing to have sex with him + 1 time he thoroughly succeeds’.)
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