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20 Oct 2020
Each day this month I'll be posting a fanfic of one of MXTX's works! The prompts are based loosely on kinktober2019’s list on tumblr.
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04 Oct 2020
03 Oct 2020
Luo Binghe was not expecting to be followed.
Why, what! Why was he there? Or why did he notice Binghe was gone!? If it was the latter, how could Shen Qingqiu not notice there was an ominous portal open in the middle of his bedroom and his husband wasn’t by his side! If it was the former…
“Did I not tell you that no matter where you went, this master would follow?”
“Then, is my husband keeping dirty secrets from me?”
“Never! But…” Luo Binghe’s voice lowered, “Shizun might not like what he sees this husband do.”
“That is for this husband to decide,” he said, reaching for Luo Binghe’s hand. “Let’s go, fill me in on the details on the way there.”
- Part 1 of Dark Month 2020
All alone, Jaskier found himself fatally wounded, his life slipping away with every drop of blood lost. Barely clinging to life a traveler finds Jaskier and chooses to undertake drastic measures that change Jaskier's life forever and alter his destiny.
Having been found by a witcher of the bear school, Jaskier embarks on the journey of becoming a witcher and finding his place in the world anew.
Geralt can’t help but wonder who would follow a Witcher into the woods. The off-beaten path isn’t safe for anyone.
Dwelling on who it is won’t do much good. Not when knows he has to prepare himself for an attack.
He sets up camp in a clearing. Still no definitive sign of his pursuer.
Until he just… swaggers into Geralt’s camp.
A young Witcher.
(an interconnected series of drabbles)
06 Jul 2020
“You’d like us to be intimate then?” Geralt inquired earnestly. Jaskier nearly choked on his spit.
“We’re married, aren’t we?”
“Plenty of married couples would rather clean gutters than see each other bare. And you have that tavern girl of yours, from the village-- hush, that’s not an admonishment. I just assumed you’d been… put up for auction, when a groom was requested in the place of a bride. That you had no earnest, physical interest in men. Or if you did, that I was out of your age bracket. Which is acceptable. I have less than no interest in traumatizing you, or anyone, with my attentions.”
It was beginning to sink in for Jaskier that maybe, just maybe, he had in fact been joined in holy matrimony with a perfectly lovely man.