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    Clint is only a couple of sips into his cardboard cup of coffee, his brain barely out of neutral, which is probably why it takes him so long to realize that some damn psycho is trying to kidnap his dog.

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    “I’m not some charity case,” Bucky says pugnaciously.

    “I didn’t think you were,” Clint answers back readily enough. “I mean, I can tell you’re fucked up for sure, but of the two of us, I’m probably the bigger disaster. My sleep schedule is shit, and I drink coffee straight from the pot. I sing in the shower even though I’m deaf as fuck. I have arrows everywhere because I’m an archer — did I tell you that? And I was raised in a literal circus, so I’m not exactly domestic. Let’s see, what else?” He squints down at the ground, rubbing the back of his neck. “Oh, yeah, I won the building in a poker game with the Russian mafia and every once in awhile they show up and try to take it back, but usually I handle it, no problem. Uh...”

    Clint happens to looks up and Bucky’s eyes are wide, his mouth hanging open. Clint’s hand freezes where he’s rubbing the back of his neck, suddenly embarrassed. Yeah, when you put it all out there at once, it doesn’t sound so good.

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    10 Jan 2025

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    Winterhawk fic. AU roommates and Lucky. So damn cute and charming!
    Must read again!

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    This is a project to create a conlang that will expand upon and deepen the Elvhen language that was created for the Bioware game series, Dragon Age. Elvhen, as it is used in the games, is a cipher, not a language. My goal is to create a complete conlang, or at least a simulated conlang, that other fans can use. The goal is to create a constructed language that is to Dragon Age what Sindarin and Quenya are to Lord of the Rings.

    I do want to stress that this is a constructed language based upon the limited Elvhen we had encountered within the games. I am not using magical linguistic ninjitsu to "Figure out," the Elvhen language. In terms of the "official," language, consider this linguistic fan-fiction.

    This specific work is a collection of my ongoing progress Posts, which you can find on my tumblr (Link below in the notes).

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    15 Nov 2024

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    To see the silver-tongued Prince of Doma rutting in his lap like a common concubine left him breathless, hardly daring to believe his fortune.

    [ This is a purely self-indulgent PWP fic I wrote after a certain battle in 4.4 planted a seed that slowly germinated. Mild spoilers for patch 4.4, so do proceed with caution. ]

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    09 Jun 2021

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    “Does it look different? With your eyes?”

    Iphri gave him a curious look, but Hien’s attention was still on the stars. “I… can’t say for certain. I don’t know how hyur see the night.” Wisps of dark hair fluttered against his forehead as her eyes dragged down over angled brows, the soft curve of lips, the scruff of beard framing his jaw. “But I have seen no other quite like it.”

    Hien hummed in response before tilting his gaze towards her. “Nor have I.”

    Iphri finds that meeting Hien, Prince of Doma, makes her life more complicated than she would like. Takes place during Stormblood.

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    22 Apr 2021

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    When the revelation came at the height of the next winter, when Thordan ascended the dias and showed his fangs, when the Ward surrounded him, white teeth gleaming like daggers in the dark, there was no one left to fight or protest. Too many nobles converted, the Temple Knights lead by his mortal son, the dragon-blooded now either bound in blood and magic to their rulers, or running desperate, hiding in the wild as their richer veins were eagerly sought to flood the new vampiric masters with power.

    Wherein a vampiric Aymeric claims Estinien as his personal servant and bodyguard as he clashes with the current power structure in Ishgard and attempts to cope with his new nature.

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    03 Apr 2021

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