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The newly appeared experimental sample naturally piqued Childe’s interest. From his oblivious expression, however, Dottore doubted the younger man had any idea what he was currently holding.
“What is that?”
Dottore opened the lid without so much as glancing in Childe’s direction.
“Seminal fluid.”
A loud, strangled gasp could be heard from Dottore’s right, followed by an equally loud coughing fit.
At least if Childe dropped dead this very second, choking on his own spit, Dottore would gain another experiment subject. The Doctor had long been interested in the youngest Harbinger’s Foul Legacy transformation, after all.
It would be tricky to report the incident back to the Tsaritsa, though.
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Childe barged into Dottore’s lab during an experiment and regretted every single second of it.
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- Part 3 of The Outcast
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“Sigewinne, please tell me that man’s alive, and not just some random corpse slammed into my fortress.”
At first glance, nothing about the man stood out aside from his fine, expensive-looking attire. Most Fontainians living above ground favored the same kind of extravagance, though his style was subtly different from what one would usually see.
That was, until a glint of gold at his belt caught Wriothesley’s eye; it was a vision, with Mondstadt’s casing.
Apparently, fate still deemed Wriothesley not suffering enough.
“…Now that complicates things.”
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Wriothesley had a mountain of paperwork to tackle, a teacup waiting to be brewed, a looming diplomatic issue between two nations, and a steadily building up migraine.
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“My dear Captain, I have achieved what others insist is impossible: I can manipulate the information stored within Irminsul," Dottore said with the same easy smile, the same relaxed posture with his hands folded behind his back, and the same confidence and arrogance radiating from every of his movements.
"To extract you from this place, all I need to do is gather your scattered data within this space, separate your informational structure from that of the Lord of the Night, and reconstruct you in the material world. That reconstructed information will then be housed within an artificial vessel I have already prepared. And then—”
Dottore spread his hands, and his smile widened.
“—you will once again walk the mortal coil.”
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The tempting offer from the one who defies Time, to the one who defies Death.
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“I’ve noticed Mr. Ferox and Mr. Lucro rarely leave each other’s side. They’ve tried to delegate me to their different assistants. But, as you may have noticed, those two were caught in a rather polite stalemate…” The blonde man said with an amused chuckle. “Until you stepped in, of course.”
Damian took back his previous statement. Lucro and Ferox’s dick measuring contest was still on roll.
His polite smile didn’t falter, but the dull throb at the back of his head stirred again. That’s what he got from being optimistic. Thinking Lucro and Ferox are finally getting along? He should have known that defaulting to thinking the worst out of everyone was the right choice from the very start.
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Damian got introduced to a stranger with the most striking mismatched eyes he had ever seen in his life.
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- Part 4 of Mockingbird Across New Eridu Saga
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Under the corrupted moonlight, they were no longer the infamous phantom thief and the mayor’s dutiful attendant. They were once again the wild, reckless pair of young Thirens under Jack’s tutelage, sprinting and soaring through the city slums, unburdened by titles or scars. Sometimes Hugo had chased Lycaon; sometimes Lycaon had chased Hugo. Other times, they’d switched halfway through just for the fun of it, laughing like fools the whole way.
“What’s wrong? Need to catch your breath, wolf boy?"
Lycaon gritted his teeth. The wolf part of him that was usually so tightly restrained, stirred at the taunt. No matter how hard he tried to smother it, that side of him had always responded instinctively to Hugo. Always Hugo. The blond Thiren apparently had a talent for pulling out the worst in him... or perhaps the most honest.
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Hugo Vlad Ravenlock is a bat Thiren. A mutant bat Thiren, with a perfectly usable pair of wings, to be more exact.
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The outcast are those who are not accepted by all. The outcast are those who are condemned by all. The outcast are those... who are casted aside.
Main pairing : Dottokae , Albekae
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Just your one and only leader of Mockingbird travelling across New Eridu and meeting new friends and enemies along the way.
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The stories about Alhaitham and Kaeya's blooming relationship
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“A language is not just words. It’s a culture, a tradition, a unification of a community, a whole history that creates what a community is. It’s all embodied in a language.”
- Noah Chomsky
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A story about an Archon, a Knight, a lost prince, and the abyss.
Main pairing : Zhongkae , Dainkae
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look at the stars (look how they shine for you) by ColetteIsAPotato
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
22 Oct 2025
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The stars don’t go out all at once. They dim slowly, like they’re trying not to be noticed.
The first one slips behind the black, then another. You don’t feel the dark until it’s already everywhere.
He always said it was just the sky being shy. Said it like it was funny, like his voice wasn’t cracking when he said it.
But he kept watching anyway. Every night.
Wrapped in too many blankets. A cup cooling in his hands. The telescope sat nearby, untouched.
“It’s just the weather,” he murmured once, when the coughing didn’t stop.
Or maybe it was, “The air’s thinner up here.”
Something soft. Something harmless.
He always had a reason. Always had a smile.
That kind of tired, aching smile you give someone you love when you don’t want them to ask what’s really wrong.
So no one did.
Not then.
Not until the stars were mostly gone.
For Phainaxa Inktober 2025 || Day 22: Love
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Mystery Work
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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20 Oct 2025
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IM SMILING SO MUCH PEOPLE MUST HAVE THOUGHT ME AS A CREEP 😭✨🙏
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“Anaxagoras of the Grove of Epiphany, I want a divorce.”
Tired of their marriage of convenience, Lord Phainon of Aedes Elysiae requests for an annulment with his spouse, Lord Anaxagoras of the Grove of Epiphany.
Despite having initially married for the continued prosperity of both their kingdoms, the young lord has come to love and cherish Anaxa deeply. Yet as time passes, his heart cannot bear to keep Anaxa, who does not love him, imprisoned by his side.
Little does he know— Anaxa feels the same about him, and is hiding an additional secret of his own.
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i burn for you by neuspore (butterhosh)
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
03 Jun 2025
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Anaxa is the very definition of temptation, the blanket loosely draped around his shoulders and barely managing to cover the lower half of his body; the skin that remains exposed is glistening with sweat. And Anaxa himself… despite everything else, Anaxa looks exhausted, swaying a little where he stands. The said male looks up at him, pauses for a moment, and says, “I need you to fuck me.” As if on cue, Anaxa’s knees buckle underneath him.
Anaxagoras creates a potion to warm up his body for better cuddles with Phainon. It doesn't quite work as intended.
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28 Aug 2025
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bound to be yours by neuspore (butterhosh)
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
28 Aug 2025
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Anaxa gasps softly.
In front of him, he sees himself—moderately thick red ropes snugly wrap around his torso, tied and knotted into a diamond that frames the star-shaped void in his chest. The bindings around his arms make him slightly puff his chest out, his nipples already perked up from the teasing brushes Mydei had done while tying him up. There’s a tent in his underwear, a little spot of dampness visible in the fabric. And when Anaxa moves his gaze up to look at his own face—
“What a marvel you are.” Mydei says in a hushed tone and presses a small kiss against Anaxa’s bare shoulder, those words specially reserved for his ears only despite the lack of other people in the room.
Mydei and Anaxa experiment in the bedroom.