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Yes yes yes!!!

My wish for Season 3 of The Witcher is that they actually let the witchers use magic. Witchers. It’s in the name.

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First fic I found after finishing season 2 and it’s gold!!!

Flower and Flame

Jaskier x gn!Reader 

Summary: Jaskier is dealing with the trauma of his torture at the hand of Rience and you do what you can to ease his suffering

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: references to panic attacks, light season 2 spoilers, canon-divergence

A/N: I binge-watched The Witcher over Christmas while I had Covid and was isolating in my bedroom, and I am now in love with one (1) adorable bard, and this just kinda happened - I hope you enjoy! I know nothing about the Witcher books or games, this is purely based on the Netflix show!

Since being tortured by Rience, Jaskier has been very wary of fire. He hasn’t outwardly admitted it to you or Geralt, but you don’t miss the way he flinches when a campfire crackles and hisses loudly or when a large flame jumps upwards unexpectedly. When you settle for the night in the forest, he’ll always be the furthest away from the fire of the three of you.

He downplays what happened to him and will brush it off with some witty comment when it’s brought up, but you can tell it truly haunts Jaskier. There have been several nights where he’s awoken from a nightmare and he’s panting and as soon as he spots the campfire, panic rises throughout his body until he remembers where he is and calms down again. And those are only a handful of times you’ve been awake to see it so you have no idea how often it is actually happening.

You’ve taken it upon yourself to put yourself between Jaskier and fire whenever you can. When there’s a campfire at night, you make sure you set up your bedroll between Jaskier and the fire, to block his view of it as much as you can. If you’re staying in an inn, you’ll pick whichever chair or bed is closest to the fireplace so he never has to be too near it. If you’re somewhere where there are lots of candles burning, you do your best to stay near Jaskier so you can distract his wandering gaze from the small flames with little jokes, anecdotes and meaningless conversations.

He has definitely noticed, and his heart swells everytime you do it. He so desperately wants to thank you for it, but then that means he has to admit that he’s struggling and he doesn’t want to admit that to anyone, not even to himself.

He’s not ready for that conversation yet.

He’s not ready to admit the feelings he has for you yet, either.

However, one night he just can’t hide it anymore.

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Me waiting for all the new fanfictions after watching season 2 of the Witcher in one sitting

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games that i think would be great, but no one will ever make:

lord of the ring ‘farming’ sims

like, the ring has been destroyed, peace has been achieved

sadly, the whole war has left ithilien, the shire, moria, minas morgul, the mirkwood, osgiliath, and tons of other places all across middle earth a dreadful mess

which is the perfect setting for having a random unimportant character go ‘fuck it, now that all the big warriors and heroes have done their job, i’m gonna do mine and plant some fucking flowers here’

and like. rebuild all of the things, and repair stuff, and plant flowers, and just. make all those places the story shows only in ruins be proper, real communities again

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do you ever think oh actually i am never going to stop being eleven years old and lonely

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In case you just needed this on your dash like I did.

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you ever look at certain american christmas movies and wonder how, seemingly, not a single person during the whole production bothered to look up what a reindeer is? like is there a single piece of animated rudolph the red-nosed reindeer media where rudolph is depicted as a reindeer and not a white-tailed deer?

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Die Hard (1988) follows a single principle action, takes place within the span of 24 hours, and the entirety of the plot occurs in a single location—this excludes the setup wherein main character John McClane goes to the location where the actual plot of the film occurs—and therefore follows all three of the classical unities, which makes the film a neoclassic tragedy. In this essay I will

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The feminine urge to watch Fleabag again

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reblog if u love bucky barnes

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“I can fix him” I could fix me too if I wanted, you ain’t special.

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I’m just going to leave this here…

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