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hey girl welcome to hell ♡
here's the thing: ideally i'd just like to write fic and let interested parties find it for themselves on ao3. unfortunately, a good 99% of my output these days is oc fic for my ttrpg groups, which. i mean i could post it to ao3 i guess but the audience is, at most, four or five other people.
(statistically that's you—hi!)
which brings me to the primary purpose of this site. i used to distribute my oc fic to interested parties via google docs, and i don't want to do that anymore because i hate google docs. so i made a website about it so i could have a fic archive secreted away, unlinked to except in the privacy of discord dms.
if you have somehow made it here without knowing what a durwynn or crosswind is... hi???? you probably won't enjoy yourself very much.
to everyone else: devil's sacrament.
i stole my rating system from ao3, because why not? in increasing order of intensity:
it's pretty loose and vibes-based; porn is always marked explicit, but the difference between teen and mature is like. how serious it gets, i guess???????. don't think i've ever written gen but i'm sure the day will come, so it's still here just in case. also i'd feel bad leaving it out :(
“I really don’t see the need for any of this.”
“Why not? You said you could take me.”
Not in a fight, babe.
⚔ ⚔ ⚔
Atticus issues a challenge. Wilkas is too stubborn to back down.
The new deckhand is a priss and a liar with an ego problem, who seems to attract unwelcome attention from pirates and navy alike, and is generally far more trouble than she’s worth.
Unless, of course, you are Captain Rafina Ebbenglave, and trouble is your nicotine.
(First Mate Elka AU)
He loves em. If he didn’t, surely he would ignore em.
(tarry/twain, major warnings for abuse)
a conversation that doesn’t exist, between two things that also do not exist
Tarry starts a support group. Ja’lin helps.
Given the last few days, the inn’s lack of available rooms really ought to be the least of Atticus' problems. Ought.
(the attilkas Only One Bed fic nobody asked for)
phrase, figurative
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