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The Witcher Fics

Broken Heart (In progress)

Summary: You were the first and only female Witcher.

You and Geralt had been together since you were teenagers, training and fighting alongside each other for decades. However, when Yennefer of Vengerberg showed up, he chose her.

Now, years later, you go back to Kaer Morhen for the winter and come face to face with Geralt of Rivia, forcing old feelings to resurface once again.

Pairing: Geralt of Rivia x Reader

Warnings: Language, blood, violence, death, 

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Is she here?

Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Reader

A/N: Military inaccuracies, angst and fluff

TW: hints to PTSD, trauma, loss and anxiety

"As the Royal Navy already have extensive eyes in the region, we will do this mission in collaboration with some of their own" Cyclone starts speaking. I sit up straighter in my chair hoping that in some bizarre coincidence you'll be here. Javy gives me a look that I instantly know means he is questioning the same thing.

"Does that mean the spots on the mission will be allocated to them or that they will have a backup team?" Payback questions.

This is the only part of today that I have been active listening, suddenly having laser straight focus.

"Neither. We are getting coms from them and that will be reciprocated by you. They are running a separate mission on the same target. Naturally, their mission is classified but you will both be navigating the same terrain and dealing with the same enemy aircraft... Today we will be running a team exercise for you to know who you are flying with" Cyclone answers in the most convoluted way. I roll my eyes, it's typical that they expect us to work alongside them and not tell us why.

Maverick steps forward to take over. "You all know the mission parameters and each other's limits. I think that it is important that we get to know their flying so we are going to do more dogfighting. No missiles just guns. This will be done in teams UK v US. There's less of them than us so we will break up into groups" He says before calling up his first team to go get their flight suits on.

We listen on the radio as our team gets shot down over and over again. It is frustrating to only hear our coms so we have no means of knowing how they are shooting everyone down so fast or any understanding of their strategy.

It would be useful to know who these people are and how they work together. Also, more than anything else today, I just want to know if she's here.

Everyone leaves until it is just me, Phoenix and Bob, Rooster, Payback and Fanboy.

"Don't leave us out to dry." Phoenix warns me as we step out onto the tarmac.

"I won't, we're winning this." I respond giving her a cocky smile. She nods.

"We need to pair off and cover more ground. You take Phoenix and Bob, I'll wingman Payback and Fanboy" Rooster directs me.

"Sir, yes sir." I mock salute as I walk towards my plane.

He gives me an unreadable expression. "Something is different about you today." Rooster remarks before dispersing. We don't have time for him to theorise or question me further.

*

Payback and Fanboy are out in literal seconds. Rooster gets lock on the person responsible then moves to protect Phoenix and Bob from the other side.

"You see anything Baby on Board?" I ask bob.

"Ignore him." Phoenix mutters.

"Nothing on the radar. Where are these guys?" Rooster asks the second that someone gets lock on him.

"They're below us." I confirm having watched someone put guns on Rooster.

We swing around to find them but as we're turning they go upwards into the sun.. "I can't see a thing!" I express, dropping back once I realise I've gone too quick and started to stray. That's when I see the plane gaining traction on her.

"Break right." I instruct her as I go after the other person and get them out with ease.

"Two down, two to go." Bob says.

"Great should be easy." Phoenix jabs with a small laugh.

"I've lost them in the sun." Bob informs us.

"Let's drop down slightly because we cannot see up here." Phoenix suggests.

"Break left hangman!" Bob bellows. I do so and it saves me but gives someone the opportunity to get lock on Phoenix and Bob.

"Fuck." I express. It's two against one.

I drop fast, needing to use the terrain here against their targeting systems. I break and one of them flies right over me as intended. I get a lock on them but not a plane on the radar directly behind me.

One v one.

I break left in an attempt to shake them. Predictably that does not work, so I go lower quickly reaching the hard deck. That does not deter them, they follow.

I try slowing down again but they anticipate the collision with me and invert above me to swing around and take the shot. I lock eyes with her then and she smirks. I give her the finger and she laughs - we both know she's about to shoot me down. "Holy shit she's good." I say as the lock tone rings.

Moving in line with her I wave enthusiastically before signalling for her to land. "God I am so in love with you." I mutter to myself completely oblivious to the fact that everyone is still on the radio channel downstairs.

Seconds after her, I land. She's already nowhere to be seen, probably gone to the lockers. By the time I get there she's gone. I swiftly strip out of my flight suit and into my uniform for a debrief.

"Nice of you to join us." Bob remarks as I meander in. I smile and put a toothpick in my mouth as Maverick starts talking. I'm listening to him, but my eyes are on you. How are you already stood here in your pearly whites looking so good after hours for dogfighting?

There's a phone on my desk. I pick it up wondering who it belongs to as I do not recognise it. I am met with a picture of myself as the lock screen - so you got a new phone.

I look back up at you and you're smirking: you want me to snoop at something. Looking away from Mav I glance down and unlock the phone. You're looking at a hotel in the Maldives, of course you are. I check the dates and press confirm glancing up every so often to look semi-engaged in whatever Maverick is saying. Bob coughs to get my attention and gives me a disapproving look as I start entering my card details.

I lock the phone again, placing it face down on the table to give you my undivided attention after Maverick announces, "Okay I'm going to shut up now and let our British counterparts introduce themselves."

True to word he stands back and you step forward.

"I'm Captain Y/N Seresin -" you start instantly cut off by Fanboy. "Any relation to Hangman here?" he asks.

She doesn't look at me as she lies. "No." she responds simply.

"I mean he did say that he loves you so that's a pretty big indication that you might know him more than you're letting on." Coyote says making me smirk. She knows he knows, so I expect her lie to falter.

"You've seen my flying, why are you surprised?" You respond winking at him.

"Everyone loves her." Phoenix says loudly over to Coyote not knowing he was best man at your wedding. There's no one else I would've asked to do that for me. You smile at her and nod in agreement.

"These are Lieutenants: Warren Smith, Harvey Brown, Suzie Radcliff, Thomas Raey and Rose Turner. As team leader, if you have any concerns or problems with any of them, which you shouldn't because they're all great, please come to me directly." You instruct us all.

You meet my gaze and I can't help myself but smile.

"What are your callsigns?" Rooster asks you, taking your attention off of me. I glare at him unconsciously annoyed.

"We don't have call signs like you do. Individual flights are given callsigns but these are not attached to the aviator." you briefly explain.

"Ah that's strange" Bradshaw responds.

"They were given honorary callsigns last time our paths crossed, I'm surprised you're not enforcing them since taking over the team Y/N" Phoenix speaks up.

"I'm not enforcing your drunken callsigns on anyone." You giggle playfully rolling your eyes at her.

"Where's Prince?" Phoenix questions looking over your lineup of aviators and noticing the missing party. Your smile is instantly gone, a frown taking its place.

"He's MIA." You respond voice ever so slightly quieter.

"Shit." Phoenix counters.

"It has been so long, I hope he's dead." Warren contributes.

I watch you instantly withdraw. It's not like you to go quiet. You cross your arms and I know you were there that day. Whatever happened to him, you witnessed it.

"Maybe he didn't eject?" Rose theorises.

So whatever happened, you haven't told your team?

"Dear God, can we not rehash this?" Tom asks loudly before looking to you. I know he's about to ask if you're okay you nod once as a silent answer to his unasked question. He was there too then.

That completely shuts down the conversation and you've mentally distanced yourself enough from the conversation to not instantly fill the silence like I'm used to.

"Let's just get on with this... Americans introduce yourselves." Tom speaks for you.

When everyone starts introducing themselves you snap out of whatever thought process gripped you, and start asking personalised questions to get to know the people you've never spoken to before.

When it comes to me you don't bother with a question because you already know me. That's your tell here. You haven't asked Coyote, me or Phoenix any questions.

Trace is looking over at me with a raised eyebrow having picked up on that. I raise my eyebrows back at her. "How?" She mouths. I laugh and tap my nose. It's a secret... because I have absolutely no idea what the answer to that question is. How on Earth I managed to score you is a mystery I do not think anyone will ever solve.

Woke in the middle of the night earlier this week and couldn’t sleep again for four hours and at some point in my rotisserie insomnia I apparently shoved the phrase that was rotating in my brain into a phone note