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    Perhaps he’s tall and strong, or fair and delicate. Perhaps he smells like leaves or roasted meats and spices. Perhaps he would touch him with rough, calloused hands, or careful, skilled ones, or… Legolas flushes. He stares at the empty chair beside him. His friend has given no indication that he wants to touch him at all.

     

     

    [In which Legolas finds love in a book, Thranduil makes poor decisions, and everyone enjoys maps]

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    25 Aug 2025

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    “What’s your name?” The soldier slides his hand underneath Phainon’s head, gently cradling him. “Not your rank or serial number, just your name.”

    “Phainon… Phainon of Aedes Elysiae.”

    The soldier nods, speaking gently once more.

    “Phainon, hm? Mydei of Castrum Kremnos. I’ll stay with you until you die.”

    Or, Phainon gets trapped in a time loop, returning to the morning before the day of battle each time he dies. He meets Mydei in every loop, repeating their first meeting again and again; Phainon himself falling harder each time. End the loop, save the world—until their tomorrow comes.

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    22 Jun 2025

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    As Mydei has before, he takes the lead and rounds the corner first - only to freeze completely. Even with his back to Phainon, Phainon can see how his entire body has gone rigid, posture stiff and dropping lower, like he can’t decide whether to fight or flee.

    Mydei looks stunned to silence, as if completely unable to react.

    “What happened?” Phainon asks, urgently, and immediately steps forward -

    “Wait,” Mydei says as Phainon steps up beside him, a second too late. But the edge of panic in his voice makes Phainon turn as he moves. Mydei’s gaze snaps to Phainon, and Phainon has never seen that expression on him. His eyes are wide, staring at him but as if unseeing, chest rising in quick, shallow breaths, clear tension in his muscles. “Wait, Phainon -”


    [Phainon must ferry Mydei's soul back to his body. The Flame Reaver has found it first.]

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    04 Jun 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 81

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    Mydei’s mouth hardens as he rests his back against the throne, gesturing loosely at what—as far as Phainon can tell—is all of him. “This softness of yours? It’s worrisome. If something happens to me—if I’m corrupted, if the prophecy says you must go through me for the sake of Era Nova—will you be able to fulfill your promise? Or will you be too besotted to do what you must?”

    Phainon’s heart sinks. “I—” His voice cracks, and he takes a deep breath. “I can do it, Mydei. I promised.”

    Mydei retrieves a dagger, its blade long and wickedly sharp. He places the hilt in Phainon’s hand, closing his fingers around it. “Prove it. I challenge you to kill me three times, however you’d like. If you succeed, I will never bring this up again.”

    Nausea roils in Phainon’s stomach. He’s never failed to meet a challenge Mydei issued. Has always risen to them gladly. Eagerly, even. This is an exception. He is not as prepared for it as he’d thought, despite spiraling over the possibility so many times. Worry, it seems, does not substitute for ability to perform under pressure.


    Phainon's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day that he somehow walks away from in better shape than when he started.

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    22 May 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 11

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    “Two shots of decaf, six pumps of vanilla, six pumps of caramel, and a splash of room temperature oatmilk.”

    It's one of the orders on the gross side, in He Xuan's opinion. Too sugary and enough to kill a normal human being.

    Good thing his customer isn't human.

    Or: Shuangshui Coffee Shop AU

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    12 Apr 2025