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    Vi wanted to kill them. All of them. Wanted to go back inside and paint the walls red for daring to touch her, to frighten her, to make her feel small and powerless and alone.
    Instead, she reached up and cupped Caitlyn's face in her hands.
    Caitlyn's breath caught. Her eyes finally lifted to Vi's, wide and wet in the moonlight.
    "I'm sorry," Vi said quietly. "I should not have left you alone. Dat was my fault. It will not happen again."
    "It wasn't—you couldn't have known—"
    "I should have known." Vi's thumbs brushed across Caitlyn's cheekbones, wiping away tears that hadn't quite fallen yet. "You are not a t'rall. You are not property. You are—"
    She stopped. The words caught in her throat, too big, too frightening to speak aloud.
    Mine. You are mine. Not because I own you. Because I would burn de world down before I let anyone hurt you.
    "—safe," she finished instead. "You are safe. I will keep you safe. I swear it. I promised."


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    Historical fiction, set during viking times around 800AD. Inspired by AC Valhalla
    A Saxon lady. A Norse warrior. A debt of life and a promise made in darkness.
    Slow-burn sapphic romance set in Viking-Age England.

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    06 Mar 2026

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    Transcendental, monumental, uma obra magnifica dos fanfiqueiros. E que os deuses e todos aqueles que residem nos galhos de Yggdrasil abençoem vocês. SKÁL!!

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    Vi looks at the big clock on the far wall. 7:46AM. She’s one minute late today. Every morning for the past six months - well, every morning Vi’s been on shift, so she’s just assuming about the other days - she’s passed by at exactly 7:45AM, always at a brisk walk, always in a perfectly-tailored suit, not a single long, silky-looking hair out of place.

    7:47AM. The crisp clack of heeled boots on concrete pulls Vi out of her musings. There must have been some sort of emergency, because the subject of Vi’s (minor) obsession walks past the fire station at a faster clip than normal. Which is sort of saying something, because Mystery Woman’s got legs for days, long and slender, visibly toned with long, lean muscle through her suit pants. At the faster clip, Vi has less time to admire her ass and tiny, tiny waist as she walks by, but that’s fine, because the view as she leaves is fantastic.

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    Caitlyn's route to work as a detective at the 51st Precinct takes her right by Fire Station #516, and Vi's been pining after the gorgeous Mystery Woman for six months...what will happen when she finds out that Caitlyn's a cop (AKA: The Enemy)?

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    09 Sep 2025

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    Uma nova era começa aqui

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    They were rivals in the ring, and something far messier out of it…

     

     

    Caitlyn Kiramman was born into rosettes, ribbons, and reputation—heiress to a prestigious stables in Yorkshire. Ice-cool, ruthlessly poised, and trained to sit a half-pass before she could ride a bicycle, she’s the darling of the county set.

    Vi? Vi rides like the devil’s on her heels—feral, and fearless. She doesn’t care what people think. She cares about winning. And Caitlyn.

    Once, long ago, they’d been inseparable girls on ponies, sharing jelly babies and saddle soap and secret smiles behind the tackroom door. But that was before medals, and mistakes. Before they both learned that sometimes simply loving someone isn't enough.

    Now, with the national qualifiers looming, the two women are thrown back into each other’s orbits—on horseback, in hotel rooms, and in the eye of the media storm.

     

     

    Spurred by secrets and saddled with longing, this is a slow-burn, rivals-to-lovers romance. And it’s going to get messy.

     

     

    DO NOT WORRY. THEY ARE END GAME. I ONLY DO HAPPY ENDINGS.

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    15 Jul 2025

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    Absolutamente literatura, reiniciou meu espírito

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    “Houston, do you copy?”

    Caitlyn panicked, feeling extraordinarily unprepared having been thrust into her new position without so much as even a handbook to consult. What were the formalities? What was she supposed to respond with? Where was the damn push to talk button…

    “Hellooo? I said Houston, do you copy?”

    Caitlyn fiddled with her headset, having finally found the green button on the side and hastily letting out a rather breathless reply. “Um, yes. Hello? This is Houston. I copy.”

    There was a long pause in which Caitlyn sat twiddling her thumbs, anxiety pushing the frantic pulse of her heartbeat through her eardrums. Was that wrong? Did she already fuck up? She took a steady deep breath, finger hovering over the talk button until the familiar voice of the astronaut came through her headset once more.

    “Damn, Houston. I didn’t expect you to sound so sexy.”

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    Caitlyn has been assigned as the personal capcom to one of the astronauts currently on a year long expedition at the international space station. Cue long months of pining and desperate longing.

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    21 Apr 2025

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    Coisa linda meu deus

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    It all started with a note - written in the ugliest handwriting Caitlyn had ever seen.

    "I used your bed. Funny fact, you smell like cupcakes."

    In the break room, they had six beds distributed for use among shifts. But Caitlyn's bed wasn't part of that set. No, she had bought a seventh piece of furniture with her own money - with a mattress specifically made for her shoulder and lower back pains.

    Everyone knew they shouldn't lie down there. Except, apparently, the new hire.

    As a first offense, Caitlyn decided to let it slide, with a simple note on the bed.

    "Property of Caitlyn Kiramman."

    Maybe the mistake had been due to ignorance, after all. Although, three days later, to her complete displeasure, came her response.

    "Good to know you have a name, Cupcake. PS: your mattress is really good."

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    Caitvi as doctors

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    20 Apr 2025

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    Fofo, lindo, só curtição kkkk