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Flins knew it was a bad idea, horrible really.
He knew that the man before him was no longer the man he fell in love with. Centuries of distance and mistakes does that to a person.
He should have killed him, plunge the tip of his spear into the cavity of his chest (where he used to lay his head on). But Kyryll, despite the layer of walls and facade he places, was weak. He was so weak to love.
Now, with a pit forming in his stomach, he stares at the two pink lines marking the plastic contraption in his hand.
Rerir may be a Sinner, but Kyryll was the fool who still loves him.
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25 Jan 2026
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“You heal fast,” Flins observes, feeling his heartbeat jog a little faster under his palm. “Perhaps youth is good for only that.”
“I’m not that young anymore,” Illuga says wearily, placing his hand over Flins’. “Do you like younger men, Sir Flins? Is that why you enjoy teasing me?”
“Ah, Master Illuga, ‘tis a bold claim to assume that I would not like you either way.” He bats a suggestive eye at him, and Illuga cracks into a smile - the first one this whole week. ”There you go.”
or; illuga is injured from an expedition. flins is there to help him heal
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22 Jan 2026
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Might Have Lit The Very Fuse by lamprocapnos (BloodBlushing)
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
21 Jan 2026
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“You're so,” he starts, faltering as the kisses trace the path of a scar up his neck. “Roguish sometimes, you know that?”
Chest to chest like this, Illuga wonders if Flins can feel his heart hammering. He sure can feel his muted laughter, fond and tucked into his skin as it is. There's a little bite, not something that would break skin, and Illuga gasps.
“Roguish.” He repeats, his fingers tightening as Flins kisses the mark in unapologetic amusement.
(Or: Snippets of intimacy, endless teasing, and a short discussion about bizarre clothing choices.)
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22 Jan 2026
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“I’m only human,” Illuga says, lamely.
“And if a human can’t bring himself to ruin, then what makes him one?” Flins muses. “Yes, you’re human. I would like to think of you as one of the stronger ones.”
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20 Jan 2026
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“Marry me, Kyryll.”
While basking in the usual afterglow one night, Varka pulls out a ring from the bedside table. Flins lifts his head from the man’s broad chest— very much like a curious cat— and eyes the offering.
Varka finally proposes to the love of his life— a humble ratnik from Nod-Krai.
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20 Jan 2026