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snoipah


My pronouns are She/eeeeeeeeeesh. DM's open for questions, comments, concerns, or if you wanna just say hi! May be willing to do commissions, depending on the request :3

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Sep
27th
2023

Progress update w/ a sneak peek :3 · 4:41pm Sep 27th, 2023

Hi there! I'm gonna keep this short- and I apologize for the lack of a new chapter in the past week.

Due to personal reasons involving work, insurance, and ADHD medication, I haven't really been able to write much these past few days; That said- I AM working on the next chapter! Thanks for your patience, and thank you to everyone who's still with this story :3 It really does mean a lot to me, you know?

ALSO 100 LIKES LETS GOOOOOO :3 seriously, y'all have no idea how much that means to me :P

Anyways- here's a sneak peek of the next chapter :P

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The trip down to the castle's armorer was uneventful, thankfully. 

I creeped through the door and yelled, “Yo, Andre! You here?” I yelled, and heard my response from the back of the shop.

“No one’s home, lassie.” He yelled back sarcastically, and I greeted him with a smile. 

He spoke in a Scottish accent, reminiscent of a Nalotian. He had long, white feathers and a tan colored back half, and holy fuck he was buff. Absolutely massive muscles covered nearly his entire body, the sweat glistening and dripping off him like- Damn it, Leona, you are a happily married woman! Keep it together! Despite my internal chastisement, I couldn’t help but imagine him crushing my skull between his thighs like a watermelon. Unf. 

Anyways, what was I here for? Ah, right.

“Heard my armor was done?” I asked, and he stopped hammering and wiped some sweat off his brow.

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