ImScreamingandCrying



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    Peter’s mumbling gets quieter and more spaced out until he’s not really defining the molecular formula for a glucose molecule anymore. He’s aware of every inch of space between him and Wade, how the closest part of Wade to him is his knees at the moment, how the little circles Wade draws into the nub of the tiny leaves look like they would feel really good.

    He gets that feeling in the nape of his neck and flits his view to Wade.

    Wade is looking back at him, curious.

    “You want one?” He offers with a balmy laugh.

    Peter is temporarily taken out of his stupor. He nods his head.

    Wade picks one up, and, for only a moment, Peter imagines Wade bringing the fruit to his own lips instead of Peter’s hand. He pictures Wade pressing a soft lick to the chocolate coating, then another, before sucking the strawberry's point into his mouth, kissing it. He licks more of the chocolate until the red tip shows, and he keeps lapping and lapping and lapping—

    “Say aah.”

    Or: Peter has a crush on his tutor, and Wade proves that studying is more fun with him instead.

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    23 Jun 2026

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    Geralt and Jaskier are old men who love each other so much, and after some time apart the "friends" are enjoying their time together. Geralt is a bit broody and Jaskier is kind of a brat. Jaskier sucks the soul out of Geralt and then has his way with the Witcher. The tags are not a joke you have all been warned.

    This was also inspired by a tweet asking for more bottoms getting the p!ss fucked out of them. My brain conjured this upon reading said tweet.

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    28 May 2026

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    He tries to get Geralt’s attention but he finds that his hands are on Geralt’s neck. When did they get there? He watches while they go down the collar of Geralt’s shirt. Geralt will probably slice his arm off for that. Well, he’s lived a nice life. May as well die doing something outrageous.

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    Finding out you're in love with someone via sex curse: a Jaskier specialty

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    13 May 2026

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    “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were propositioning me.” Dandelion laughed warmly. The feather on his hat leaned forward and brushed against his nose, which he blew away with a puff of air.

    It caught Geralt off guard enough he didn’t speak. His head whipped around, and he stared silently.

    “It was a joke, Geralt,” Dandelion said flatly.

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    12 May 2026

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    When Geralt arrives at his destination in Ard Carraigh in the third week of spring, Jaskier is late.

    That in and of itself is hardly worth worrying about - the bard is criminally prone to showing up late to everything, and it’s far from the first time that Geralt’s had to wait around for the dimwit to come stumbling into whatever backwater hovel they’d planned to meet up in. It’s even more common for Jaskier to show up late to Ard Carraigh in the springtime for their usual meet-up after they’ve spent the winter apart; Jaskier is easily distracted, by pretty Alphas (and handsome Betas, and sweet Omegas, and anyone and everyone), or by bardic competitions, or by stopping to smell the fucking flowers, and he rarely, if ever, arrives to Ard Carraigh before Geralt. So Geralt isn’t worrying in the slightest when he slips into their usual haunt and smells neither hide nor hair of the bard, and he keeps on not worrying right up until he flags down the innkeep and asks for messages that might have been sent here, and the man gives him nothing.

    That gives Geralt pause.

    (Or: Jaskier is late to their rendezvous. Geralt worries. It all turns out for the best anyways.)

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