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    Most people believe the rebellion began when Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark raised those berries to their mouths. Most people are wrong.

    Kindness itself is a rebellion in Panem, and it’s not so easy to beat that out of people.

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    17 Nov 2024

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    Exactly what I wanted when scrolling down when scrolling the victors as family tag 🥹

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    Jaskier’s been pretending to be human for so long now that he hardly remembers what it feels like to be a sorcerer. He doesn’t want to remember what it feels like to be a sorcerer. But people still murmur his name with reverence in certain dim halls; Dandelion, Dandelion, destroyer of worlds. 

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    08 Nov 2024

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    Shortly after his graduation and not-so-willingly leaving the city-house inhabited by the Countess de Stael, Jaskier finds himself on the road with nothing but a bit of food in his pockets, a stolen bottle of wine and the lute on his back.
    As it turns out, he has a penchant not only for music but also for encountering Witchers.
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    Over the years, Dragon!Jaskier hoards Witchers instead of gold, stabs some people and falls in love along the way.

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    05 Nov 2024

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    Geralt's muscles heave backwards, flinging him down against the bed. He tries to struggle upwards but it feels like he’s been buried beneath a mountain. Every inch of him is pressed completely still. His eyes close, and he’s left in the dark with nothing but his racing heart for company. He’s not tired, he’s never been less tired. But the curse wants him to sleep, it seems. It’ll force him to lie here until he does. How much of his life will it start to control, now that he’s declared war against it? Now that he knows it’s lurking in his bones, now that it doesn’t have to be subtle?

    He swallows. Takes a long, deep breath, gathering every bit of courage he has to stop himself from slipping back into panic. He still has control over his lungs. He still has that.

    For now.

    (Or: Witchers don't retire. They stay on the Path until it kills them. They hunt monsters and they want nothing from life. This isn't exactly by choice.)

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    02 Nov 2024

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    Jaskier wasn't in the market for a replacement witcher. Not after Geralt had broken his heart so thoroughly. There must surely be more appreciative audiences and travel companions to be had, and if he was lucky maybe even with a smidge less chaos and mortal peril thrown into the bargain.

    Yet within a fortnight, he'd gone and stumbled across another witcher in the middle of absolutely nowhere. It's possible that Destiny is laughing at him.

    (A post-mountain fic about Jaskier running into other witchers - original, I know).

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    01 Nov 2024