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Jaskier careened - because his run couldn't quite be called anything more coordinated at the moment - towards Geralt as soon as he'd swallowed, butting his head into the witcher's thigh and purring as loudly as he could figure out how to.
(from Kittenskier)
Geralt woke up in the middle of the night under a nearly-full moon, his medallion vibrating, up to his elbows in dirt.
(from the project currently shorthanded to ‘small god’)
He was flipping through the journal of... well, he wasn't quite sure. The journal had been in a small collection labeled "Bard - Name Unknown", and was one of a small handful, and it had largely just been a composition book for the first twenty or so pages.
(from the reincarnation AU)
To his surprise, the boy stepped back, scowling at the suggestion.
"I am not going back there," he said firmly. "They kill dragons in Lettenhove."
(from an untitled secret AU)
"Does Geralt need rescued from Starfleet or am I being requested?" he asked as he started walking towards the bridge of his little ship.
"The latter," she replied with a smile in her voice. "It's cute you think you could save Geralt from his verbal whipping. It's Eskel's turn, so you don't have to run, but after that you're on deck."
(from the star trek au)
