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  1. Rec 47

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    It doesn’t matter how much time passes; Shuichi still gets nervous each time he takes his fiancée’s hands in his. The butterflies come back as he stares into those purple eyes that took his breath away the first time they met, and he realizes that perhaps love can span more than a lifetime.

    A SaiOuma oneshot collection.

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    23 Mar 2024

  2. Rec 56

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    How Dahlia became The Herald of Barbatos.
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    "You look like a man who needs one of two things to cheer up:" Venti lifted one finger up, "a miracle from Barbatos himself…” He lifted another finger, "…or someone to drag him out of his misery with questionable decisions. Lucky for you, I specialize in both." He winked, "Now, my Deacon, which one do you want first?”

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    Shortly after the Traveler left Mondstadt and the city regained its peace, Dahlia was announced as a candidate, a soon-to-be-ordained Deacon of the Church of Favonius. Which was great, awesome, perfect, had it not been for a teeny, tiny detail: his faith, or rather the lack of it.

    And then the wind gets a whiff of his secret.
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    19 Dec 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 42

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    “Have fun with me, Professor,” he said, his ability to remain conscious slipping away little by little, “Remember not to hold back.”

    An excited glint flickered in Anaxa’s good eye, though Phainon was unable to see it.

    “Oh, I certainly won’t.”

    Those were the last words he heard before the world faded to black.

    phainaxa smut where they give themselves temporary amnesia

    chapter 1 - phainon
    chapter 2 - anaxa

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    18 Dec 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 84

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    Khaslana sucks in a breath. “Wait–”

    It’s too late. Curious fingers gently stroke the base of his left wing.

    Every muscle in Khaslana’s body locks up tight at once. His wing immediately twitches beneath the touch, cautious as it is, a small and uncontrollable jerk of sensitivity.

    He can’t help the faint, shocked noise that leaves him, barely audible.

    Phainon makes a low, intrigued sound, and adds two more of his fingers. With every digit but his thumb, he starts at the sharp tip of the base and slides up and outwards.

    A great shudder wracks through his wing from base to tip, a wave that follows in the wake of Phainon’s palm, and it ricochets all the way until it returns to Khaslana’s back and shivers through the rest of him. A bright, quaking warmth begins to pool in his chest.

    Oh.

    Khaslana’s wings are sensitive. This is a problem until it suddenly, miraculously, isn’t.

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    13 Dec 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 75

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    Dahlia long ago lost track of how many refills they’ve downed between them, but Venti has clearly reached his limit. He has an obvious tell: when he's drunk, he wobbles back and forth, at constant threat of sloshing wine down the front of his clothes.

    Ha! Silly bard. Dahlia pats his palms against the table and hums an off-tune hymn as he basks in his victory.

    “Don't look so shmug,” Venti says with a light slurring of his words and an accusatory, off-center point of his finger. “You're jusht as drunk as I am.”

    What? No, that's not true. Dahlia opens his mouth to parry with a witty retort, but for some reason all that comes out is, “Pbbt, m’not.”

    Venti's answering laugh is as sweet and smooth as honeyed mead. Dahlia watches the curving of that wine-anointed mouth with keen interest, wondering if Venti's mirth tastes as good as it sounds.

    Oh. That's a dangerous thought.

    Maybe Dahlia is a bit drunk.

    A drinking game leads to two unexpected confessions.

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