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    “Don’t you recognize us?” the large man asks him, a frown on his face. 

    “Well, we do all look very different than we did two decades ago,” the man in the hoodie rolls his eyes. “Of course he’s not going to recognize us.” The others ignore him, which Klaus thinks is quite rude, but he’s not going to say as much and risk getting stabbed. 

    “Klaus, it’s me,” the leather guy repeats. “Diego. Your brother.”

    Klaus’ eyes bug out of his skull—that’s the craziest thing he’s heard all year.

     

    or, AU where Klaus runs away from home when he's ten-years-old—just a few months later, his fully grown siblings fall out of a portal in the sky.

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    Marc gets triggered while with the Avengers, causing him to have a panic attack, and Jake to take over. Sam helps talk Jake down, and gets to learn a little more about Moon Knight in the process.

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    When Dudley appeared in the living room at Grimmauld Place, Harry just stared for a bit. It was he who’d given Dudley the emergency Portkey, but he’d never expected him to actually use it. He certainly couldn’t have predicted the conversation that followed.

    “What do you know about the Italian mafia?” Dudley asked.

    It didn’t get any less weird from there.

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    Geralt scrabbled around the table, throwing things aside after checking them, plates, platters, goblets, until one goblet he picked up smelled different to the rest. Strongly of wine, yes, but there was something else, something sharp that didn’t belong. He picked up more goblets, sniffing each and confirming what he was beginning to suspect. He then checked the jugs on the table until he came across the flagon Nathaniel had been using. The same sharp smell came from the wine within.

    “This wine,” he presented the physician with the flagon, “It’s been poisoned.”

    “The Lord’s personal supply?” the physician twitched, “Then why are all these others affected?”

    “He was sharing it around,” Geralt remembered, “He –“

    Geralt stopped dead. His blood ran cold.

    “G-Geralt?” a small voice sounded behind him.

    Geralt turned slowly, painfully, dread pitting his stomach.

    “I, uh, I drank that wine,” Jaskier paled, eyes wide, “I drank it.”

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    Jaskier is annoying and whiny and spoiled, asking for things they can’t possibly afford when they need the money for essentials. Geralt eventually learns to tune out the bard’s crazy requests, yelling at him to shut up when he demands petty luxuries that Geralt will scoff at and never provide.

    Geralt thinks he knows everything about Jaskier, until he collapses in the road and Geralt sees his tunic is patched, his boots worn out and his body weak with sickness.

    “I don’t understand.” Geralt says. “He’s such a fussy bard. He whines to me about the style of his clothes and sweet dainties he wishes he had. Why didn’t he tell me he was hurting and cold and sick?”

    The healer nods. “Seems he made those stupid requests so you would ignore his needs and get things you needed. He suffered to spare you necessity, but didn’t want you to know.”

    Geralt turned to Jaskier and promised. "If you live, every good thing I can lay at your feet will be yours. Every sweetmeat, every trinket, every star in the sky, if it is within my power to give you, you will have it. I will make sure you never want for anything in your entire life.

    "I swear, Jaskier. You wore yourself down rotten for me. I’ll spoil you sweet."

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