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    21 Feb 2026

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    Noah Diaz was fine. He had healed after Peru, Mirage was fine, Kris was fine, everything was fine. And then Agent Burke told him he had a three month assignment for him. It was fine.

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    Five times Noah Diaz was too strong and too tired, a blessing and a curse, taking after his mother, and the one time Noah Diaz was, despite the best efforts of everyone around him, broken.

    And the one time after that.

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    19 Feb 2026

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    “You couldn’t have known,” he says. He isn’t a hindrance. Not then and not now. Never a hindrance. He wants to say that, wants to reassure him, but all that comes out is — “Jaskier.”

    Maybe just that name, that sweet nickname, is all that he needs to say. Since finding him under that cart, Jaskier looks the most like himself, even dressed in peasant’s clothes and with scrapes and bruises up his arms and palms. He smiles a crooked smile, one filled with that youthful spark Geralt is sure will never leave him no matter how old he gets. Geralt rests a palm on his knee, trying his best to convey the press of emotion he feels behind his teeth still going unsaid.

    I’m sorry. Don’t go. Let me protect you. I love you. It hits him, then, what it all means, and he hopes to the gods Jaskier will one day understand.

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    Or: Five times Geralt and Jaskier protect and care for each other, and one time they don't have to.

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    11 Feb 2026

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    It’s during an upbeat evening on his second night with a rowdy crowd that the unexpected happens. The door to the tavern bangs open, hitting the wall with a crack, and in staggers a sopping wet figure with two sword hilts poking over his shoulder and the head of a royal wyvern clutched in his fist.

    “Killed your dragon,” the figure rasps, and if his silhouette in the doorway wasn’t enough to give him away, Jaskier would recognize that rough voice anywhere.

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    Five times Jaskier observed a certain Witcher's senses in action, and one time his own were indulged.

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    11 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 27

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    Red. Crimson blood on the floor, smeared footsteps leading to and from the door, glittering in the low orange light flitting through the windows.

    The bodies laying in front of him were never supposed to be the victims.

    His Nora. Salma.

    He stares, numb. It’s too late, and he knows it.

    “Im home, Nora,” He says, voice cracking dryly. “I'm home.”

    (it isn’t home anymore.)

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    10 Feb 2026