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His tail is a banner as he runs, though the shorter locks of his mane merely bounce at this pace. Such beautiful texture, the waves and curls reminiscent of Friesians. Perhaps Connemara is more appropriate, though, given his size and what Hannibal knows of his provenance.
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- Part 4 of Multiship Kinktober 2020
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Helpless by Etherea
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Hamilton - Miranda
12 Oct 2020
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If it takes becoming a monster for us to have met, it will have been worth it.
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Kinktober Day 3: Praise Kink
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- Part 3 of Multiship Kinktober 2020
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Day 2: Lingerie
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- Part 2 of Multiship Kinktober 2020
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Kinktober Day 1: Handjob
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- Part 1 of Multiship Kinktober 2020
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Multiship Kinktober 2020 by Etherea
Fandom: Hannibal (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
05 Nov 2020
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Horses, curse them, were even shorter lived than bards.
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Anything the same by Claudia_flies
Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Captain America - All Media Types
02 Apr 2016
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He opens his eyes to Steve’s wide and surprised ones, looking down on him. His hold on Bucky’s wrists has gone slack, and as quickly as the pleasure had overtaken him, dread takes its place. He scrambles out of Steve’s hold and off the mat, mumbling I’m sorrys as he goes.
Or: where Bucky doesn’t remember. And they fuck. A lot.
Bookmarked by Etherea
22 Feb 2021
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silver and gold by Claudia_flies
Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
24 Aug 2018
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Bucky wakes up to the sound of the rooster, like he’s done every morning since he arrived in the village. The crow echoes through the yard and makes the horses move in their pens below him, they too waking up to the day.
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- Part 11 of MCU Kink Bingo
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14 Feb 2021
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Latin for lovers by Claudia_flies
Fandom: Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
04 Feb 2019
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08 Feb 2021
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medicine by SummerFrost for doandhope
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
18 Jun 2020
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Geralt's not human. Why should he have to feel like one?
In which Geralt measures his potions in careful doses—and Jaskier is like taking a drink.
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03 Feb 2021
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The Song of Geralt by Descarada
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
29 Jan 2021
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Geralt has taken potions to suppress his sex drive since he was a child. (In this AU, they require witchers to do this. Just come with me on this.)
However, one day, he gets the wrong potion and is suddenly, desperately, painfully aroused for the first time. Jaskier can help with that. It also provides a moment under the stars where they can confess their true feelings.
It is yearning and soft and if I did my job well, achingly tender.
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He thinks I cannot hear him.
Restless. Rutting. Grunting softly behind the crackling of the dying embers.
But I hear him. I see him too.
He is pressed onto his stomach against his woolen bedroll. The firm swell of his ass lifts into a patch of moonlight, his back arching as though he has an ache he cannot reach.
I blink to clear the campfire from my eyes. My hands shift under my cheek where they pillow my head for sleep.
He thinks he is hiding.
He is a brilliant man, my friend. He knows all fifty subspecies of winged reptiles. He knows how to brew potion out of bramble. He knows the movements of the stars and the speed of the wind.
But he has a chink in his armor.
It is me.
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29 Jan 2021