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    Bertie ends up in a sexual situation with a woman for the first time, with disastrous results. In fact, he found the whole affair rather distasteful, especially when his old pal Chuffy Chuffnell clips him a good one in the solar plexus for marrying his wife, Pauline.

    Meanwhile, Jeeves has been forced to flee the country. How will they manage to get out of this scrape?

    Happy Birthday to GeorgiaMagnolia

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    10 Jan 2026

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    Unusually complex relationships. Very good, but sometimes difficult to follow who's talking, and lots of crying. The dynamic is very... "grown up", they have other lovers, there's no jealousy. Also they keep deceiving and tricking each other as they do in canon, it doesn't just go away because it's slash, and it's kind of messed up but emotionally realistic.

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    When Geralt loses his memories, it might be up to a strange bard to help him regain them. As Geralt travels the continent with Jaskier, he starts to wonder if he's lost something else, too.

    Or, obligatory amnesia fic.

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    07 Jan 2026

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    Well written, clever and emotional. The way Jaskier is the thing Geralt almost- remembers but J himself never thinks he's the important part of the memory 😭 Ending is a bit rushed for me, G becomes completely self aware and perfectly emotionally articulate suddenly and J just forgives everything and they have sex. But clearly a good writer!

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    Geralt has memories of taking shelter in this cave before. Jaskier apparently does, too.

    Nearly a year after the mountain, a storm brings the two of them together again.

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    06 Jan 2026

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    "For a while, Jaskier doesn’t know he’s cursed. It feels like free will, going back down that mountain, just as dangerous down as the way up, and alone this time, too. The descent is fast, maybe even reckless, but Jaskier’s feeling numb and out-of-sorts anyways, Geralt’s words simmering in his mind, and at the time it doesn’t feel like he’s being pulled on by anything but his own desire to get away."

    Based off a post that Geralt's words on the mountain are granted by the djinn.

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    06 Jan 2026

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    The Witcher has pitched his tent in the farthest corner of the camp, barely even inside the clearing they’d decided to use as a resting spot for the night anymore. Mother says it’s because Witchers are protectors, that it’s in their nature to put themselves between the monsters of the world and everyone else.

    Romriel isn’t convinced.

    Or; 5 times seeing the good in Geralt makes someone change their mind about Witchers + 1 the time the wrong people mistake Geralt's human side for a weakness.

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    22 Mar 2025

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    “I’ve heard whispers, you know,” the leader hums as he keeps approaching, “about you and your bard. Rumour has it he is very dear to—”

    The wet, choked sound the leader makes when Geralt rams his sword through his throat is incredibly satisfying. His eyes are wide, with shock and surprise, the lute falling from his hand when he brings it up to fruitlessly paw at his throat.

    “He is,” Geralt says, pulls the sword free and hurls it backwards without looking, knowing it has found its target when he hears the thud of one of the other mercenaries hitting the stone floor.