fall 2025
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Harvest time is almost upon Natlan, and with it, Ororon’s favorite time of the year. The aphids buzz around his fields, their glowing bottoms lighting up the already darkening sky. The dying sun is a comfort to him, and he cranes his head to the rich golds and reds coaxing the world into the temporary night.
Yeah, Ororon thinks, this is the best time of the year.
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- Part 1 of fall 2025
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let me feel your body heat by solarsenshi for lovedays
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
17 Nov 2025
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“I’m surprised that you aren’t on your nonsense about how in Snezhnaya, this is a warm spring day, and the true cold is frightening.”
“Not frightening,” Childe laughs, dropping into a squat on the carpet beside Ifa. “You just have to keep moving or else your blood is liable to freeze and you’ll die.”
“Dying is crazy,” Ifa counters, rolling his eyes.
Or, Childe and Ifa fuck in front of the fireplace. That's it. That's the fic.
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- Part 2 of fall 2025
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crushing leaves and cozy things by solarsenshi for lunamotte
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
17 Nov 2025
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“Let’s go for a walk. The trees are beautiful today.”
Phainon’s head snaps up at Mydei’s voice, a small smile curling on his lips at the suggestion. Mydei is making pancakes, filling their cozy kitchen with the warm scent of spiced honey and cinnamon. It’s not like Mydei to suggest casual leisure, but he’s right—the trees do look gorgeous where they flutter in varied shades of orange, golden yellow, and red that reflect the colors Mydei wears. With Mydei’s golden and red hair and his cozy, knitted orange sweater, Mydei is the most beautiful thing and the living representation of all of Phainon’s favorite parts of fall.
Or, Mydei and Phainon live in New England and have a cozy Autumn walk.
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- Part 3 of fall 2025
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“You’re shiverin’, Rosy,” Boothill says softly, his eyes locked onto Argenti as if he were in Boothill’s crosshairs.
“My dearest cowboy,” Argenti says, his voice boisterous and pleasant, “I am perfectly alright! It is just a minor chill!”
Or, on a brief break from running from bounty hunters, Boothill spoils Argenti.
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- Part 4 of fall 2025
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“I’m going to presume that the dead body in our garden is a decoration.”
Flins blinks at Rerir, holding his lantern up beside his head. The wraith merely stares back at him, his single glowing red eye bright in the night. His mouth is covered, but Flins senses the pleased smirk behind the bandages. Flins does not often regret claiming the shining crystal that turned out to be Rerir’s heart, but sometimes… Sometimes Rerir makes his temples throb with irritation.
Or, Flins, a fae who has bound himself to a petulant wraith Rerir, deals with the consequences of his wraith's affections.
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- Part 5 of fall 2025