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It is not even a quint later that Anaxa realized that no one was going to come running – the crisis has already found its way into the Grove and now he had to deal with it. The problem in question being a half-naked man one head bigger than him, red markings over his entire body obvious due to his sparse clothing, a red himation trying its best to keep up a sense of decorum and failing spectacular. And, of course, the dromas in the room. Phainon, who had latched onto the man’s arm like a man drowning might do to a lifeline, his metaphorically tail wagging behind him, using his hands and feet to gesture around largely and throughout this spectacle of folly somehow managing to have at least one limb attached to who could only be Mydeimos at all times.
With Kastrum Cremnos joining forces with Okhema, Anaxa finds himself stuck with a lovesick Deliverer on one hand and an equal infatuated, if more restrained, Crown Prince on the other. Yet Anaxa still can’t help but adopt every traumatized orphan put in front of him – at least Mydeimos fits in perfectly with their ragtag group of “doomed by the prophecy but who believes in fate anyway?” heretics and heretics to be.
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18 Jun 2026
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Diluc blows stray hair locks off his face and sighs, "I don't know what I'm doing. I was looking for K— for a friend. I... I don't know how to find him," he admits for archons know what reason, since he's basically sharing state secret information with the enemy of said state.
He doesn't actually expect a reply so it takes him by surprise when the abyss mage tenses suspiciously at that and quickly looks away. Diluc snatches it up with his right hand, dangling it before his face and glaring down at it menacingly, "You... know where he is." It comes out as a statement rather than a question.
The creature struggles away and tries to hide its head between its fur and shoulders. Diluc snarls smoke, spitting sparks. Before he can start setting things on fire the mage puts its tiny hand in the fur over its chest and hesitantly holds out something to Diluc.
It's Kaeya's eyepatch.
Kaeya goes missing. Diluc wants him found, immediately. What he gets is an odd abyss mage. Look at it—it's got anxiety!
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15 Jun 2026
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Kaveh rushes into Alhaitham’s office, his shirt askew and his rumpled hair falling into his face. “Have you seen my feather?” he asks breathlessly.
Alhaitham thinks of the obnoxious teal hair accessory Kaveh is always sporting. “Do you expect me to be responsible for the careless misplacement of your belongings?”
“Fuck you,” Kaveh snaps. “It was on my bedside table last night. Where did you put it?”
Kaveh has an annoying habit of stealing Alhaitham’s things.
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15 Jun 2026
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Illuga couldn't help but feel nervous before meeting Lohen's parents. If they were anything like their son then just what were they capable of? Would they dispose of him if they found him to be a bad partner for Lohen?
Unbeknownst to Illuga, Lohen's parents were just as worried about meeting the so called, 'strong guy who could easily pound him into the ground'
Naturally, Lohen doesn't try to correct anybody.
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15 Jun 2026
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If I'm with you, this love by Jackie_Lane
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
09 Jun 2026
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“When death finally takes me away from you…” Mydei’s voice broke the quiet, and Phainon froze, the smile vanishing.
“Mydei—”
But Mydei only whispered, “Listen.”
It was not a command, but a plea, and Phainon fell silent. Mydei lifted their joined hands, pressing his lips against the back of Phainon’s knuckles slowly, reverently, like prayer, like worship. His eyes never left Phainon’s face, memorizing every line, every shadow, every beloved detail as though carving it into his soul.
Between each word, he kissed Phainon’s knuckles again and again, desperate to convey what fate denied them—that he wanted this devotion in their lifetime too, but prophecy had already stolen that chance. “When death finally takes me away from you,” he repeated softly, lips brushing skin, “I will hold you with my other hand… and promise to find you in that new tomorrow you will deliver us to.”
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The aftermath of tommorow
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- Part 10 of Jackie's Oneshots
- Part 5 of Myphai Pride
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