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  1. Public Bookmark 13

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    Haley’s a fox in the henhouse, and farmer Kate is the bird who threw the door open, begging to be eaten up.

    [Revised 8/2023; no major changes, just style update]

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  2. Public Bookmark 22

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    Haley notices the new farmer.

    Haley notices herself noticing the new farmer.

    Haley notices the new farmer noticing her.

    (AKA, Haley is the queen of the castle, and she shouldn't feel this way for a dirty rascal. And yet. A love story in four parts.)

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    20 Oct 2023

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    Written for the anonymous prompt: "I need some weecest with bottom!Dean. Teaching his baby boy how to fuck a girl with his huge cock. Sam is 16-17 maybe?"
    He hears Sam swallow, a little gulping noise in his throat. “Are you… what, are you volunteering yourself for practice?
    Originally posted on tumblr.

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    19 Feb 2023

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    Another knock interrupted his scrutiny of his–apparently faulty–security system. He huffed out a breath and mentally consigned himself to a cold breakfast. Biting into his toast, Jaskier reached under the table to retrieve the glock he kept there for exactly this possibility.

    He checked the chamber as he walked over to his door and glanced through the peephole. Nothing. Guess he’d have to do this the hard way.

    Thumbing off the safety, Jaskier yanked the door open and felt a thrill of surprise burn through him at what awaited him.

    Geralt of Rivia lay bleeding on his front porch.

    “Well, well,” Jaskier purred, leaning against the door jam. “Who do I have to thank for this gift?”
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    Or, What if Jaskier was a super villain and Geralt was his nemesis?

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    21 Nov 2022

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    Time to write my own Dom/Sub verse fic.

    Geralt's a submissive. He keeps his secret and starves his weakness until he crumbles. Jaskier's there to help him, but is he in time? And can Geralt let himself be helped?

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    Geralt had felt this longing before. For safety, home, rest.

    Instincts long buried, weakness long stomped out, but still fighting to be heard.

    He felt it in the spring, as he pushed further and further away from his brothers. He felt it in the summer, when the heat burnt away his patience and singed his raw edges. And he felt it in the fall as he turned towards Kaer Morhen, exhausted and eager to return home.

    This year it was stronger.

    Already he was tired in a way that only happened at midsummer. Soon, sleep would escape him like it did in the autumn as he pushed himself to make it through the pass before the snows locked him out.

    Maybe this would be it. Maybe soon he’d retire… in the way witchers do.

    The thought filled him with a unusually thick sense of dread.

    “You sound very restless for meditation. Is there something wrong?" Jaskier asked, his fingers softening on the strings.

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