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  1. Public Bookmark 54

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    Jaskier has joined Geralt and Ciri on the road. He didn’t realize how hard it would be to see Geralt again.
    (Title taken from the lyrics of Her Sweet Kiss)

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  2. Public Bookmark 17

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    Jaskier gets hurt and the only thing that can soothe him is Geralt’s voice.

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  3. Public Bookmark 39

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    written for day 4 of Geraskier week 2020: hurt/comfort

    "I have no trouble falling asleep".
    The more they talked about it, the more Jaskier was confused by Geralt's answers. "Then why wouldn't you sleep?" There wasn't going to be an answer to this one, and he knew that, so instead of letting the silence fall on both of them, he changed his approach. "Ah, forget it. Whatever the reason, is there anything I can do to help?"

    Five times Jaskier wakes up to Geralt doing things he thinks are unusual for his Witcher, and the one time Geralt shakes him awake and everything starts making sense.
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  4. Public Bookmark 75

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    He sees the lute first. Would recognise it anywhere, that beautiful, infernal thing. Knows all of its quirks and scars; the chips from the crossfire at the banquet, the scent of the catgut strings, the delicate wildflower carvings from boring winter nights around a campfire, hands steady and tongue sticking out in concentration. There’s a sword lodged in it, now, just above the sound hole – a little below it, an arrow. A fair chunk is missing from the side, an ugly splintered hole. It was used to defend by hands not made for fighting, never for fighting.

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    27 Feb 2020

  5. Public Bookmark 75

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    He sees the lute first. Would recognise it anywhere, that beautiful, infernal thing. Knows all of its quirks and scars; the chips from the crossfire at the banquet, the scent of the catgut strings, the delicate wildflower carvings from boring winter nights around a campfire, hands steady and tongue sticking out in concentration. There’s a sword lodged in it, now, just above the sound hole – a little below it, an arrow. A fair chunk is missing from the side, an ugly splintered hole. It was used to defend by hands not made for fighting, never for fighting.

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