QueenwithClaws



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    Supper secured and stuffed away in his trousers, he looks up to find the silver-haired stranger in the corner, the one person who hadn’t heckled him. The man is objectively gorgeous, with fascinating hair and a body that makes Jaskier’s mouth water a little.

    Oh yes, he decides quickly, he will be climbing this stranger like a tree.

    He’s a little wrong-footed when he works out that the stranger is a witcher with big scary swords Jaskier’s heard horror stories about, but after a quick moment of thought, he also thinks about how very many things the fae elders have been wrong about all his life and decides to ignore them once again. The witcher–Geralt of supposedly Rivia, even though Jaskier can tell from his accent that that’s a lie–tries to get rid of him, but Jaskier is nothing if he’s not determined, and he’s simply too damn interested to get scared off easily.

    The witcher has clearly not realized that Jaskier is something to be hunted, and Jaskier, well, he’s never excelled at silly things like self-preservation.

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    At the fourth stumble of the morning, Geralt’s patience breaks. Fine, the little fool is too stubborn to see he should leave and get it over with. Geralt will do the hard work for him, will simply move so fast that the bard has no choice but to end this farce already. He shifts his posture, squeezing Roach gently with his legs to urge her on faster-

    -and nearly goes flying purely out of surprise when she gives him a warning buck, a single crow hop before she settles again.

     

    (there's a reason mares lead herds)

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    “These are mine.”

    Jaskier looks up at the sound of Geralt’s voice, blinking in surprise. The witcher’s tone is even, and his face unexpressive, but Jaskier still tries to read into the words. Geralt is holding a palmful of wrapped sweets in his hand, and a quick glance reveals them to be lemon candies, which Jaskier loves.

    And which Geralt hates.

    He frowns, confused.

    “You don’t even like those,” he feels compelled to announce. His own lingering guilt and fear of being a burden after stealing Geralt’s dagger aside, it makes no sense why Geralt would suddenly decide to forbid candies he doesn’t even like when he’s never denied Jaskier things before. They’ve been to three other towns since then, and he hasn’t brought it up. Jaskier’s avoided any Mischief to avoid creating any problems since then, so it’s not as if he’s given him a pressing reason to suddenly feel the need to scold him.

    “They’re mine,” Geralt continues, splitting them between both hands and tucking them into his pockets on either side. “So don’t steal them.”

    (Jaskier is part fae and thus has a biological imperative for Mischief) (Geralt proves unexpectedly supportive about this)

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    10 Jun 2026

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    Her eyes are still too narrow, too shrewd. It unnerves Jaskier. Then, softly, Yennefer adds, “Your feelings for Geralt - I had not realized.”

    Jaskier snorts, but does not pretend to misunderstand. “That’s quite alright. He never did either, if it’s any consolation.”

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    The Sandpiper network guided countless men, women, and children to safer lands. To many, it was a beacon of hope in dark times. To others, it was an uprising meant to be snuffed out.

    No one, however, had any plans in place to save the Sandpiper.

    Not even the Sandpiper himself.

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