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midnaronoa.bsky.social
Midna
@midnaronoa.bsky.social
440 followers 200 following 4.5K posts
25+ complit nerd who cries too much about writing🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏴‍☠️
Occasionally NSFW
Indifferently posting in English and Spanish
Currently into: The Terror, The Last Kingdom and SAS: Rogue Heroes
https://archiveofourown.org/users/Midna_Ronoa
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If this is any good I'm going to become UNBEARABLE
December 15, 2025 at 11:13 AM
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Mamá casi me hago caca
December 7, 2025 at 11:24 PM
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Pretends to be shocked
December 3, 2025 at 2:03 PM
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Made to carry him inside my pocket
November 30, 2025 at 9:32 PM
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You are not serious people
November 30, 2025 at 1:50 PM
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Teniendo mi momento hetjoshi anual
November 29, 2025 at 10:24 PM
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Someone's legs covered by a blanket, a sleeping cat and a book (The Raven Boys) lie on top.
November 28, 2025 at 2:58 PM
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Really funny to me how Spotify now rewards my hyperfixations
November 28, 2025 at 11:26 AM
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cat tax
November 21, 2025 at 7:25 PM
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Solo he tardado tres trillones de años pero: cositas, se vienen
Dos libros encima de una cama deshecha. Frankenstein de fondo, The Raven Boys de Maggie Stiefvater en primer plano.
November 19, 2025 at 2:52 PM
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BUENO BUENO BUENO, QUE VUELVE EL INVIERNO
November 16, 2025 at 1:35 PM
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Took a week longer than I expected, but she's finally here!!👀✨

"Buckle"
🐾SAS: Rogue Heroes
🐾Bill Fraser/Jock McDiarmid
🐾9k words
🐾Explicit
🐾Under-negotiated puppy play, PTSD, period typical attitudes, canon typical violence
🐾Link: archiveofourown.org/works/73925771
November 9, 2025 at 12:40 PM
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He loves DA MOVIES
November 7, 2025 at 10:46 PM
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Huge day for annoying people on the third day of my conference
November 6, 2025 at 8:32 AM
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Cosas increíbles ocurriendo en esta conferencia
November 4, 2025 at 9:26 AM
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FELIZ VIERNES A MI, JODER
October 30, 2025 at 11:43 PM
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Happy #WIPWednesday
Have some gay porn to make up for my not having edited a word since I finished fic last week
October 29, 2025 at 8:24 PM
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he's like a very well dressed small bitey dog to me
October 28, 2025 at 6:03 PM
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Salute my beautiful daughter
October 25, 2025 at 6:25 PM
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Empezar a leer cualquier libro de fantasía con estética decimonónica mientras estás en una pausa de Jonathan Strange y Mr Norrell se siente un poco
Hydrogen Bomb VS Coughing Baby
October 13, 2025 at 8:04 AM
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Small line up for this year, hopefully in 2026 it'll be more 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️
September 28, 2025 at 1:06 PM
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Friday and dump** lmao

Anyways, this is the Saturday one
September 28, 2025 at 12:48 PM
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Saturday photo dumb (with a secret @noeavoiding.bsky.social )
September 28, 2025 at 12:47 PM
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Also some Viking boys going through it from my other current WIP🥰#WIPWednesday
“You know Osferth is right,” Sihtric says, watching his breath steam up before it gets snuffed by the persistent rain. “We can’t follow through with this.” Speaking the idea up sounds like blasphemy to his own ears. He has never dared think of betraying their lord, never questioned any of his movements—but this… “And what do you suggest we do?” Finan asks toneslessly. “Stay behind and stare while he massacres our friends?” A spark of fear rattles his body entire, turning to try and search for a sliver of emotion in Finan’s eyes. Which would bring him peace, Sihtric does not know. “I’ll go with him Finan, I’m—" “Bound by the same oath that binds me, aye.”
September 24, 2025 at 8:30 PM
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Long time no #WIPWednesday!!
Have some soldier boys being normal about each other✌️
“Not here!” Bill hisses, as if they had been caught necking outside of a pub near High Street and not just touching, barely looking into each other’s eyes in the depths of the Southern Italian woods. Jock bares his palms to Bill in mock surrender, watching the lad bristle, eyes vigilant, as if he were expecting Jock to try again. “Afraid the birdies will see?” This time even Bill’s neck flushes, the air of uptight dignity he manages to imbue his countenance with every time he speaks to Jock in public shattering to pieces in a stuttering long-suffering sigh. “You are worse than a dog in heat.” The words have an immediate effect on him, his skin prickling with anticipation as his pants tighten, a short resonant growl building on the base of his throat. Jock barks, once, making Bill stare wide eyed. A shudder shakes his slender body in a way that makes Jock want to bark, bite, claim. He opts against it, running the flat of his tongue over his teeth, relishing the attention, Bill’s posture mimicking a deer’s before the hunt, unafraid of the hounds.
September 24, 2025 at 8:28 PM