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    A collection of missing scenes and unspoken thoughts, as Shane and Ilya stumble through denial, acceptance, heartbreak, loss, and love.

    Mostly canon-compliant, with some "What If" scenarios.

    Some current WIPs I plan for this series (for now):
    - How Shane deals with 6 months of ghosting.
    - What if Shane rejected Ilya in Vegas?
    - The aftermath of Shane's night with Rose.
    - How Ilya deals with making Shane upset, over and over again.
    - Ilya’s conversations with Scott and Cliff before the cottage.
    - Ilya and Shane reflects on their relationship after meeting Shane's parents.

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    03 Feb 2026

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    If this is what Hollander is willing to give him, he will take it. It won’t be enough, not by a long shot, but if this is the little part of him he is allowed to have, by God he will take it.

    OR, Shane messages Ilya a few days after the tuna melt scene. Ilya is trying to not scare him away again. He will restrain himself. He will take what Shane gives him and never ask for more. Just please, he can’t see him walk out of his life again.

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    02 Feb 2026

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    31 Jan 2026

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    Geralt has gone to knees in front of Jaskier, arms held behind him and chin raised high.  He’s sitting on his heels, shoulders back.  His posture is better than any submissive Jaskier has ever seen; like he has been waiting a long, long time.

    Like it is all that he needs.

    “Geralt,” Jaskier starts, but there are no more words in him right then. 

    Geralt’s eyes are still pitch black, and he is bleeding sluggishly from a dozen different wounds, whining low at the sound of his name.  The potions help him in a fight, but they’re hard on his body, and he’s taken far too many of them if his eyes haven’t shifted back yet.  He tilts his head to the side, exposing the column of his throat, and something sings through Jaskier that he cannot even begin to quell.  Geralt is on his knees.

    Geralt is on his knees for Jaskier.

    “Oh, darling,” Jaskier says, reaching down to cup his cheek, watching the way his head lolls into the touch.  His breathing starts to even out as Jaskier brushes the hair back from his face with his other hand, running gentle fingers over his brow.  “You’ve been keeping secrets.”

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    23 Jun 2025

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    To a witcher, touch is almost never a good thing.

    Touch means something or someone has gotten too close. Close enough to rend open the places where armour doesn’t protect the vulnerabilities underneath. Close enough to see the pulse where it beats just under the surface, to identify where to strike.

    To Geralt, touch is everything beyond that, too. He craves the moments where touch doesn’t mean pain, damage, or potential death, but where it means safety and care. In a witcher’s life, those moments are far and few between.
    Geralt bears it and watches the seasons change until he can take out that part of himself for winter, and let it breathe.

    He’s used to it, and he’s already endured it for decades when he meets Jaskier

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    12 Jun 2025