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Flins decides to join Varka on an expedition to Snezhnaya, a home he always longs for. Yet their path is treacherous and the dangers imminent. When they get trapped in a cave, Flins has no choice but to keep Varka warm somehow - underhanded methods only a fair game to exploit and a reflection of his true feelings all the same.
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27 Oct 2025
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“You are not currently dead. But one day you will be, as will I. And when your time comes, it will be before mine.”
This is the truth, yes. Flins states it with such candor that Varka strangely finds himself wanting to laugh. How long is a typical lifespan in the eyes of a fae who can stretch the embers of his flames to a period that can only be described as a hair’s breadth away from eternity?
For Flins, how much of the candle burns between the words not yet and now?
Varka begins to notice Flins’s growing collection of specific items.
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22 Oct 2025
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“Not what you expected, was it?” Varka asks, no longer able to keep his grin in check.
And Flins laughs — an honest, lilting sound that makes his chest seize, just a little.
In the flicker of a lantern’s glow, a Knight and a Lightkeeper share warmth, secrets, and something perilously close to affection.
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20 Oct 2025
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Five times everyone noticed Flins was a fae, except Varka, and one time he did by Gojos_pretty
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
31 Oct 2025
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Varka doesn’t consider himself a denialist. Holding his position as Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius, who are, to put it kindly, a bunch of misfits, he’s seen his share of weirdness for at least three lifetimes. By Celestia, his Archon is a drunk twink who can turn into a wind spirit. Because of that, Varka thinks he can handle strange things just fine. The unusual is ordinary to him.
That’s why, when Flins reveals nothing less than a pair of crystalline wings, like a damned angel on his lap while kissing him on a dull winter afternoon, he doesn’t react with shock or gape in awe like some idiot, thank you very much. But that’s when it clicks, the realization turning like a key in his mind.
Holy shit, he’s a fae.
-In wich Varka is completely smitten and lets any of Flins’ weirdness slide, all because he’s distracted by his pretty face. After all, he’s a weak man.
or: the one where varka is the last to discover flins’ little secret (even though he never tried to hide it).
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18 Oct 2025
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They said, “don’t dance with a fae or you will lose your sense of time. Even worse, you will dance to death.”
They said, “don’t receive anything from a fae, they will count it as a debt. You would never want to be tied to a debt you don’t know how to pay.”
They also said, “don’t say ‘thank you’ to a fae, they will also count is a a deb—”
“Thank you.”
A faint smile, gentle yet so tiny, was drawn on that pale face. His yellow eyes glowed with amusement. The sight was so dazzling, especially for a man who was miserable, trapped in a mud hole like Varka.
Stressed by his work, Varka's supposed relaxing weekend went disastrous. At least, there was a cool gentleman that was willing to carry his ass out from the forest. Quite wholesome, wasn't it? Too bad, he was in Nod-Krai, a city that was notorious for their supernatural phenomena.
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18 Oct 2025