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Local bog witch. I write sometimes. Find it here-> https://archiveofourown.org/users/IGOM
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Playing fast and loose with the word today. From my “maybe someday” project in which Illario is the companion instead of Lucanis in DAV.
Someone stands on the path, listing from side to side. Rook stops in her tracks, staring. His eyes glow violet, but he seems to look through them. He lifts his head and takes a deep breath. “Peppermint and kelp. Not her. I smell her! Where is she?” His voice scrapes on the inside of her skull. “It’s a possession, there’s no doubt, but he’s retained his human form!” Emmrich can barely contain his excitement. “Fascinating.” “So the human soul might still be intact?” Rook steps closer, but the demon doesn’t react. “Hello? Is there another soul in that body? Can we speak to your human companion?” “No! Lucanis made a deal, and didn’t keep!” She loses her breath; this can’t be the heir to House Dellamorte. Is this where that demon moniker comes from? Surely there’s not more than one person running around named Lucanis. “He likes being trapped! I rescued us! Not! Lucanis!”
November 26, 2025 at 4:22 PM
igom.bsky.social
New chapter! Come get your murder mystery done poorly:

archiveofourown.org/works/597929...

#claudeleth #fe3h
November 20, 2025 at 1:46 AM
igom.bsky.social
Rook and Lucanis flirting, as usual.
Something about being awake at four in the morning keeps Rook hushed, where even her movements feel muffled, muscles protesting as she helps load the last of the luggage into the back of Lucanis’ car. He smiles when their eyes meet, a reflex she can’t help but return. “I warned you this trip doesn’t look so fun on the tail end of it,” she says through a yawn. “At least Volkarin’s interesting,” Davrin jokes as he walks by carrying Neve’s suitcase. “Little chance of falling asleep in that class.”
November 19, 2025 at 8:34 PM
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From the same WIP as earlier, Lucanis and Spite are trying their best to find middle ground
“Rook and I have our own agreements, you know, ones that are fulfilled in years, not months or days. Staying with the Crows is one of the conditions, to keep her safe.” “No! Hurts Rook! Hurts Lucanis!” This is where he and Spite differ most, he’s found: Spite detests discomfort in a way Lucanis doesn’t understand. “He’s a being of pure emotion,” Emmrich had explained once. “You can rationalize pain as something beneficial or necessary, but he cannot. All emotion desires satisfaction at all times. Try to appeal to that.” It’s difficult for him, Lucanis has to admit; he’s buried his own feelings so deep and for so many years, unearthing them to connect to Spite yields its own kind of pain.
November 6, 2025 at 1:42 AM
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Spite and Lucanis are fightinggggggg
“Yes.” They hold the silence for a moment. “But we can’t protect her if you insist on trying to throw me down the staircase.” Spite cackles, and even Lucanis feels his lips twitch as he fights a smile. “I’m going back upstairs, unless you want to argue some more.” “I don’t argue! Lucanis does!” Yes, he had forgotten that Spite is always correct and is therefore never arguing. Lucanis chuckles and walk back up to the bedroom, Spite trailing behind, muttering to himself.
November 5, 2025 at 4:28 PM
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Does it count if I doubt I’ll ever publish it? I’ve been poking at a DAV longfic where Illario is the companion instead of Lucanis, but I have so many other projects on the table already
“Your honesty.” Silence comes from the other side. “Tell me the truth: can I trust your cousin? What chance is there that he would betray us?” “Do you have reason to suspect him? If Caterina found out he was double-crossing a contract, especially one associated with the Inquisition…” He mutters something she can’t make out. “It would be a risk, and he’s not usually one for that.” “So the reward must be great if he is.” “Tell me why think he’s working with someone behind your back.” Rook licks her lips. *You barely know this man.* She’s not one to spill her guts to readily, but who is Lucanis going to tell? Spite keeps him trapped most of the time, anyway. “Someone on the team is, and you know Caterina instructed Illario to find you while he was with us. He never seemed all that interested in that.” She can’t even hear him breathing; she might as well be talking to herself. “This whole place would be his alone if you had never been found, right?”
October 29, 2025 at 6:47 PM
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Domestic Lucanis, my beloved.
Lucanis says something else that Illario misses, and then he hears a soft feminine groan that makes him even warmer than before. He’s not moving from his spot until she’s gone—some things are best left unseen. Lucanis’ voice is surprisingly even, despite whatever he might have just been doing to his wife. “Do you need extra guildmarks? For the butcher, of course.” “No, I have more than enough.” “Well, keep track of what he charges you, so I can pay you back.”
October 22, 2025 at 3:19 PM
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New Somewhere, Sometime! Khalid and Byleth start scheming about how to end at least one war, and Tiana schemes something slightly different.

#claudeleth #fe3h #claudevonriegan

archiveofourown.org/works/413264...
October 21, 2025 at 2:59 AM
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From my Claudeleth murder mystery AU. Byleth leaves the house for the first time after it was cleaned out
Strangely, the bar is quiet, only half-full; even if it is suspicious, she’s grateful. Byleth finds a comfortable stool on one end of the bar, obscured from almost everyone else here. Roast beef on a roll slides across the bar, and she watches one of the fries tumble off the plate, only to be swept up by Mercie’s deft hand and eaten by the bartender with a conspiratorial wink. Byleth eyes the sandwich warily, like it had been the one to murder her father. “I haven’t ordered yet.” “I know, but this is what you always get when you’re upset, like the first time you came home from college after Sylvain dropped out. You could hear Matthias arguing with Jeralt about talking with you about it all the way from your house. Jeralt brought you here after, and ordered two beers and passed one to you.” Byleth smiles. “‘Any bad mood can be solved with food, fishing, or a stiff drink.’”
October 8, 2025 at 6:29 PM
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This week we are going back to Somewhere, Sometime, where Khalid is back to scheming with his bestie supporting him:
“Khalid and I have a plan to end the civil war, but His Highness needs to borrow General Eisner.” She paused, and then smiled; Tiana found it charming. “The other General Eisner.” Hiba laughed. “That will take some getting used to. Maybe we should stop calling them by their family names, since that’s not really done here anyway.” Tiana nodded; that would be a problem for later. “Tell me about Khalid’s brilliant and probably convoluted plan.” “He’s going to use himself as bait.” Now this was even more interesting; Khalid, sticking his neck out for once? Maybe Byleth’s little feint at her promotion had done more good than any of them anticipated. They both need to be willing to take risks in order to win any war. “We’ll make it known that he’s returning to Fódlan with me. Baba will escort him and Flayn, and we assume that at least one of the princes will take the opportunity to give chase, urged on by their allies. You and I will flank them with the bulk of the army, and it should cause confusion and disagreements between the prince and his friends.”
October 1, 2025 at 7:04 PM
igom.bsky.social
Wrote a little fic about Neve Gallus and her Rook asking Lucanis to be their baby daddy. It goes as well as you’d expect between three people who are pretending not to be in love with each other. archiveofourown.org/works/71337781
September 25, 2025 at 6:06 PM
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Still on my Neve/Rook/Lucanis bullshit as they try not to fall in love while they make a baby.
“You don’t remember?” How unlike an assassin of his caliber. Sloppy, that’s what they’ve gotten to be. They need to focus on the goal of this venture. They’re all getting far too comfortable, and she’s tried so hard not to be. “We went to pour you a drink, and you were already asleep by the time we came back.” “Sorry,” he mumbles, and the bed shakes as he rolls off the mattress. He’s still naked, and doesn’t appear to notice or care. His eyes are fixed on Chantrea, still fast asleep with her back pressed tight against Neve’s chest. “Tell her I have a contract that needs filling, please. I don’t want her to feel guilty for not seeing me off.” This gentle courtesy is perhaps the only reason Neve doesn’t cut him sharply about his foolishness. They have to keep a careful distance between them, if their friendship is to stay intact after this. She nods, and Lucanis dresses quickly, barely glancing in the mirror before he leaves. The door closes behind him without a sound. Neve curls around Rea more comfortably, and her lover sighs, her breathing so even and slow that Neve drifts off again herself.
September 24, 2025 at 3:00 PM
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Chapter 7 of my modern AU Rookanis is up! The women’s rowing team has another race, and Rook takes the loss hard. archiveofourown.org/works/662612...
September 20, 2025 at 10:46 PM
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From a fic about Rook and Neve asking Lucanis help them make a baby. It definitely goes according to plan and they don’t all finally admit they’re all in love with one another.
Neve watches him with narrow eyes, resting her chin in her hands. Lucanis is a man of nervous energy but never shows it, having had all of his tics trained out of him. Still, she can feel it in the air, like the slight pressure of spellwork that lingers long after the enchantments. _Maybe that’s why he can feel magic, too._ She shakes off the errant thought. He declines coffee and tea, and Rook laughs a little when his nose scrunches at the offer, which makes him smile. Maybe she shouldn’t have asked Chantrea if she still had feelings for Lucanis, because Neve can feel the urge to dissect every glance they make, every breath turning into a longing sigh. Still, Chantrea comes and sits beside Neve and wraps one of Neve’s hands up in both of her own, and they lean on one another as they face Lucanis. He clears his throat. “I didn’t want to make you wait for an answer.”
September 17, 2025 at 7:05 PM
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Shitpost to fic pipeline is alive and well, and here’s a snip of a fic about Judith uncovering Gatekeeper as a spy for Adrestia, and Claude wants to handle it personally for Reasons
September 10, 2025 at 4:36 PM
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#wipwednesday here’s to Claude and Byleth patching up their relationship with some totally innocent wrestling. Yeah. Definitely not confusing Byleth even more.
“They want to cut out your heart, Byleth, I don’t think they’re going to let my brother stand in their way.” He was right, of course, and it would only serve to further destabilize the enemy. “But promise me you won’t do anything reckless this time. And mean it.” It stung, but she chose to ignore it when he smiled, quiet and brave despite the tender wound between them. “I will do what I can, Khalid, but we also have to make sure this plan doesn’t fail.” Khalid pinched his nose, muttering curses to gods not yet discovered. “By, don’t make me order you to pace yourself and not faint on the field.” Byleth opened her mouth to argue, but then his throat constricted, and she remembered how long she had been asleep and left him to worry. He sighed, rolling his head around on his neck. “I don’t like using myself as bait anymore than I like using you, you know.” Byleth shivered. The thought of the void, even the vague memories she was able to retain, pulled her back to her senses, at least for the moment. Not that that would stop her from teasing him. “Apologies, Your Highness. I will endeavor to act in a more—“ she broke off with a yelp as he launched himself onto her, tackling her to the floor. They tussled, yelping and squealing the same way they used to as children. The cushions flew in all directions as he struggled to subdue her, and Byleth fought back with abandon, forgetting herself until Khalid was pinned under her, hands trapped under hers. Between her thighs, she could feel his warmth, the swell of his body, all that taut muscle he had developed while she was elsewhere and nowhere. “Did you really think you could beat me?” He gazed up at her, his whole expression soft. His hair was a mess, but he somehow looked handsomer than ever with that misty cloud of curls haloing his face. “You know you’re the best, even without those fancy time powers of yours.” Byleth felt hot, sticky, some bright sparkling feeling welling up from deep inside. She scrambled off him. “You’re ridiculous, Khalid.”
September 3, 2025 at 10:25 PM
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Without downloading anything new where are you at mentally?
August 28, 2025 at 10:29 PM
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I got impatient and edited at work lol

Chapter 56 is here!

archiveofourown.org/works/413264...
August 27, 2025 at 10:54 PM
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New Somewhere, Sometime tonight! A little peek at what’s coming for Claude and Byleth
Byleth’s eyes moved to the map, her hair falling light across her cheeks; when she went to tuck it, she frowned, her fingers paused at the place where her ears used to end. “People keep staring at them,” she said, almost to herself. Khalid bit his lip. People had always stared at her, even before her new unearthly features—how strange to see a Fódlandic girl running after a prince of Almyra, but to him, she was still Byleth. That, he never doubted. “You’ve always been unusual. Singular, even.”
August 27, 2025 at 8:53 PM
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Some old Rookanis I have sitting in my drafts. It’s supposed to eventually become something about Lucanis and losing faith in his religion, but we’ll see
“Oh, Lucanis! This gives us the perfect opportunity to talk about the grocery list! I have some ideas…” Rook waves to him as Bellara launches full-tilt into her ideas for provisions for the next week. Who would have thought when we started that we could actually come together as a team like this? They’re still a chaotic group, to be sure, but surprisingly cohesive when they put their minds to it. Maybe Rook is a better leader than she gives herself credit for. Of course, Lucanis can’t be satisfied with the kind of farewell they had in the dining room, and Rook hears her door open just as she tightens the last strap on her armor. He shuts it behind him, and stands in front of it, his face alight with concern. “Are you sure you don’t need me today?” She smiles. If it had been anyone else, she would have resented their concern. “You’ll burn out if you’re always traveling with me.” He walks closer, and Rook quivers at the way his eyes grow heavy-lidded as he slides his hands up her sides. “So you admit you’re pushing yourself too hard. I saw you favoring your right hip yesterday, don’t deny it.”
August 27, 2025 at 4:44 PM
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Chapter 6 of my modern AU Rookanis fic, Riptide Years, is up! Rook and Lucanis are definitely not having regular dates, nope.

archiveofourown.org/works/662612...
August 11, 2025 at 1:06 AM
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New Somewhere, Sometime is here! Byleth’s back to throwing herself at situations, and Yuri is getting thrown at them. #fe3h #claudeleth

archiveofourown.org/works/413264...
August 9, 2025 at 5:14 PM
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It is WIP Wednesday and I’m here with a little snip of the upcoming chapter of SWST. Byleth and her Aunt Tiana meet again at last. #fe3h #claudeleth
Khalid made a noise of protest when Byleth slid off the saddle behind him, the stablehands stepping back quickly to get out of her way. “Aunt Tiana!” It felt good to run after traveling for so many days, and the queen laughed and stopped, holding out her arms. It ached to be squeezed so tight, to have the other woman press on her cheeks; even the kisses hurt, hard smacks on her forehead. Still, she laughed. “Auntie, not so rough.” “I have to make up for lost time. You know how worried we were? You picked a hell of a situation in which to stop being the sensible one between you and Khalid.” Tiana’s eyes glowed with mischief, and she ran her hands through Byleth’s hair. “Gods, I never thought I’d see a day where you laugh so easily. And are those tears of joy?” Another kiss on her temple, and it was too much, and Byleth buried herself in Tiana’s shoulder. “Oh, sweet little girl. Don’t worry, I still blame Khalid for your misadventures in Fódlan.” “Mother.” Khalid’s voice was punctuated with a thud and a grunt, and Byleth imagined that he had just dismounted. “Let her breathe.”
August 6, 2025 at 1:52 PM
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New chapter of my murder mystery lite fic is up! Claude and Byleth return to her father’s house to find that their investigation has garnered attention. #claudeleth

archiveofourown.org/works/597929...
August 2, 2025 at 2:42 PM
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I didn’t get a bingo 😑
August 1, 2025 at 3:00 PM