crowanberries

crow in rowan tree



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    “I have to get back to my place to change, so the students don’t start getting the wrong idea. Wouldn’t want people to start gossiping, would we, Kuro-pon?”

    Kurogane bites his tongue and doesn’t point out that if Fai is so worried about not going to school in last night’s clothes, it would be so much more expedient for him to just keep a drawer here.

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    16 Oct 2024

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    My fic for the Kurofai Gift Exchange 2014 - "Fai attempting to teach Kurogane his language but failing miserably." Some snapshots of various worlds in which Fai doesn't quite manage to convey the subtler nuances of Old High Valerian to a Kurogane who is really only interested in being able to insult his enemies.

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    16 Oct 2024

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    Zhao Yunlan is the chief of an organization that definitely is not the secret police. Shen Wei is an ordinary biology professor. They've never met. The strange events taking place in Dragon City are being addressed by the proper authorities and pose no danger to the citizens. Anyone displaying symptoms including headache, high fever, and disorientation should seek prompt medical attention for the best prognosis.

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    09 Sep 2024

  4. Rec 7

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    24 Jun 2024

  5. Rec 34

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    The circumstances under which Qingming first meets him are less than ideal.

    Rainwater collects like spilled oil on the asphalt under the streetlamp. The eggs Qingming bought have probably cracked into a mess on the ground. An apple rolls to a stop at the man’s feet. There is a sword pointed at Qingming’s throat.

    In a voice that feels like shards of ice, the stranger snarls, “Did you think you could fool me as long as you were wearing his face?”

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    19 Jun 2024