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don't even know anymore

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so this is kind of a crackfic I wrote in a fugue state this morning and it’s not seasonal but like whatever man. I think it’s probably funny but I’m not a great judge of that at the moment. Apologies if it’s super fucking weird. I wasn’t gonna post stuff today but here I am.

It’s technically part of a series that has no other works in it yet so I’m not tagging it with anything. Also the specifics of the A/U aren’t relevant, so for this purposes, it’s just sort of a generic modern A/U.

The plot is that Ciri has outgrown her gym uniform, and her gym teacher said something shitty about it, so Aiden’s wearing it, because his skinny lanky ass fits into it and it’s hilarious. That’s it, that’s the story.

on AO3: Shorts https://archiveofourown.org/works/28297152

Aiden was wearing sneakers and mid-calf athletic socks, and then there was an unreasonable expanse of bare leg, pasty-white from lack of sun with an uneven kind of halo of blond hair standing out all around, and he was poured into the tiniest shorts Geralt had ever seen on an adult man, and then there was an expanse of pasty-white torso, and then stretched across his ribcage and nearly bursting under the strain of his shoulders was a shirt Geralt vaguely recognized as Ciri’s. It was pink and had sequins emblazoned across the front and said, in script, Cutie.

“Ah shit,” Aiden said, and then collapsed into paroxysms of helpless laughter.

“Hi Dad,” Ciri attempted, but it came out in a strangled shriek as she broke into laughter as well.

“What the fuck,” Geralt said, staring in bafflement.

[cut for sadness]

So like two hours ago Mom texted us a photo of Dad’s urn on the dining room table with the caption Dad’s home for Christmas and I have been so fucking sad ever since. I’m so fucking sad you guys. I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sad. :(

update: farmsister just texted a photo of mom resignedly cheers-ing the camera with a cocktail, and captioned it “first Manhattan she’s had to make herself in years”, because Dad was super into hospitality and always, always, always mixed the drinks. 😭

This fucking sucks. (Your picture was not posted)