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Clench my Fists and Fall in Love by nadir_zenith
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game)
21 Jun 2026
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As soon as they land, they’re grappling again as if they’d never stopped, Iorveth headbutting him in the cheekbone as Roche rushes to restrain his hands. Iorveth manages to kick him in the foot, shin, and quad before Roche can scramble on top of him and sit on his legs. He holds his wrists to the dirt. It leaves them face-to-face, and Roche notes absently that this was much easier than usual.
Iorveth lifts his chin as if to kiss him again, and Roche goes so far as to almost meet him before he mumbles, “what are you doing?”
“Courting you,” Iorveth replies. “Is that not obvious?”
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Mud, Salt, and Blood by nadir_zenith
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game)
20 Jun 2026
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He should draw his last knife, the one tucked into his boot- he’s got access, and plenty of time to do it. He should kill the lowly dh’oine right then and there. Instead, he freezes, and he looks.
Vernon’s eyes are ablaze, fixed firmly on the elf even as he squirms and struggles for breath. His lips are curled into a snarl, his hat slightly askew and covering his hairline. He’s got a smudge of dirt along his cheekbone.
It’s a moment of weakness, a split-second of distraction.
Five times Iorveth could have killed Vernon Roche, but didn't (and one time he didn't even consider it).
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Feel No Guilt Like I Feel No Pain (Never One to Bite My Tongue) by nadir_zenith
Fandoms: Danny Phantom
11 May 2026
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The ghost jogs over to meet him, already calling, “hey, are you alright?”
Dash nods hastily, opening his arms as if for inspection and quickly dropping them again. “Not a scratch. That was, uh- that was a good fight.”
“Thanks,” Phantom accepts tentatively. He’s not looking too much worse for wear this time; the tears in his suit are already closing up, and the minimal bleeding under them is slowing to a trickle. His knuckles are flushed green with use, but his face is mostly clean. “I just wanted to be sure you got away okay.”
“Yeah, I’m- I’m alright,” he repeats. “How are you?”
Danny laughs and shakes his head, the bright sound out of place in the darkening twilight and the air still smelling of ozone and ectoplasm. “I’m fine, Dash.”
Then he steps back, already trading his legs for a tail and beginning to float away. “Stay safe out there,” he pronounces, just like last time. And with that he’s gone, fading into the distance faster than Dash can track.
Everyone asks who is Phantom, no one asks how is Phantom.
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As the expected seconds ticked by, Dash shifted uncomfortably, feeling sweat prickle his skin. He grimaced and tugged off his letterman. It exposed the little DP pin that he wore, green and glossy and fixed high up on his chest, but hell, his admiration for the ghost wasn’t exactly a secret. He plucked at his shirt again. The library AC had never worked very well to begin with, but now he was beginning to wonder if it was broken. The sun slicing through the window was barbed, relentless against his exposed skin. He scratched at the back of his neck and wiped some excess moisture out of his hair while he was at it.
Somewhere in that time, Danny had made it to the library, and now he shuffled listlessly up to the table. He was, inexplicably, wearing a black long-sleeve under his typical white t-shirt.
“Dude, how are you not roasting that thing?” Dash groaned without preamble.
Dash is having a very strange two weeks. Objectively, they're not that weird, but there's this school project that may or may not be turning everything on it's head.
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Let the Sun Stretch by nadir_zenith
Fandoms: The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien
08 Mar 2026
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The king was wearing at least two thick layers, which contained almost all of the unpleasant body-smells that came from traveling the Wilds, leaving Thorin smelling instead of pine and camp-smoke and whatever treatment he used on his hair- something with a hint of almond. It was all of it unexpectedly lovely.
As their journey takes them up the slopes of the Misty Mountains, Bilbo discovers that he really hasn't dressed warmly enough.
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b(e) positive by NatTheSongbird
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game)
04 Aug 2021
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“I can’t tell with all the toxins in your system. What’s your type?”
“Currently? Talks enough for three, makes killer moonshine, happens to be a vampire.”
“Your blood type, Geralt.”
“Oh. Yeah. It’s B positive.”
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23 Jun 2026
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“And did you have a destination for your aimless ambling?” Iorveth did not stop, except to glance around corners, and he did not turn unless to listen for the sycophants of the Eternal Fire.
“There is a room behind a hidden door in a cellar not too far from here,” Roche gestured into the vague direction of his hideout, “It doesn’t have a second exit, but maybe it’s for the best not to be connected to the sewers right now.”
He was glad to see him, Vernon decided. Reassuring, in a way.
A bit awkward, when your sworn enemy tries to sacrifice himself for you.
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Give A Dog A Job by bomberqueen17
Fandoms: Wiedźmin 2: Zabójcy królów | The Witcher 2: Assassins of Kings (Video Game)
15 Sep 2023
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Vernon Roche, forced into retirement by the injuries he got failing to save King Foltest from being assassinated, settles down in the woods with a pile of dogs, maybe to drink himself to death.
One of these dogs retrieves his neighbor, a mysterious one-eyed hermit.I really can't explain myself, in the midst of everything else I was working on I saw that tiktok where the guy had stunt arrows and his springer spaniel was retrieving them for him, and I thought, what if, what if, what if and suddenly there were 50,000 words in a doc. Also sass drew art so then I had to keep going.
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missing pieces by zemyr
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
17 Aug 2019
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A chaperon is a garment made by rolling up a liripipe hood and fashioning it into a hat. This makes the chaperon a highly versatile garment suitable for all seasons for the active, outdoors gentleman. It is made from tightly woven wool lined with the finest linen for a cooling effect for summer wear, in colder climates the chaperon can be unfolded into a warm, comfortable hood with a long tail, providing warmth and protection for yourself or your favourite, resident squirrel.
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