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    Xiao is the name he was given upon his new contract with the great dragon Rex Lapis, but before that, he was Alatus, a weak adeptus twisted to the whim of the God of Dreams. The blood on his hands and karmic debt on his shoulders corrupt his Heart and drive him toward death, until he happens across an otherworldly light stumbling through a lonely valley.

    Aether has visited and fled more worlds than he can count, careful never to get attached, but this is the first time he's truly been trapped on any one of them, stripped of his power and split from his sister. He is certain he will starve and fade, chained by his immortality to a life of unending agony, unable to even put himself to rest— until he meets a lost and achingly gentle adeptus who brings him new hope.

    It will be a long time before either of them learn how to receive the love they are given.

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    06 Jul 2025

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    And If You Cannot Bring Yourself to Kill
    winterlogic

    Xiao is the name he was given upon his new contract with the great dragon Rex Lapis, but before that, he was Alatus, a weak adeptus twisted to the whim of the God of Dreams. The blood on his hands and karmic debt on his shoulders corrupt his Heart and drive him toward death, until he happens across an otherworldly light stumbling through a lonely valley.

    Aether has visited and fled more worlds than he can count, careful never to get attached, but this is the first time he's truly been trapped on any one of them, stripped of his power and split from his sister. He is certain he will starve and fade, chained by his immortality to a life of unending agony, unable to even put himself to rest— until he meets a lost and achingly gentle adeptus who brings him new hope.

    It will be a long time before either of them learn how to receive the love they are given.

  2. Public Bookmark 74

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    Nahida might be a young god, but she’s a god still.

    (or: i really, really don’t like yae miko, The Fic)

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    16 May 2025

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    flower carriage rolling down this hill
    Itabane

    Nahida might be a young god, but she’s a god still.

    (or: i really, really don’t like yae miko, The Fic)

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    “Your opinion is not valid, you don’t even know your own god!”

    “People, what’s the best dinner for today?”

    “How do you know what’s graceful or not, huh?!”

    “It’s my opinion!”

    “You don’t even have a dad!”

    “DON’T YOU DARE SAY THAT!”

    “Can’t have shit in Teyvat, man.”

    The Traveler turned to Venti, “What happened?”

    “Well,” Venti sighed, the subtle narrowing of their eyebrows was apparent again. “The WindComm was what happened.”

    or; WindComm (Wind Communication) became more prevalent after the events of the recent Windblume as it could be turned on with the words: “Lord Barbatos, please wind me a whisper.” It brought an amusing chaos to Teyvat, and this collection of events was how it started in each nation.

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    15 May 2025

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    Do Not Abuse The WindComm
    SEETVerse

    “Your opinion is not valid, you don’t even know your own god!”

    “People, what’s the best dinner for today?”

    “How do you know what’s graceful or not, huh?!”

    “It’s my opinion!”

    “You don’t even have a dad!”

    “DON’T YOU DARE SAY THAT!”

    “Can’t have shit in Teyvat, man.”

    The Traveler turned to Venti, “What happened?”

    “Well,” Venti sighed, the subtle narrowing of their eyebrows was apparent again. “The WindComm was what happened.”

    or; WindComm (Wind Communication) became more prevalent after the events of the recent Windblume as it could be turned on with the words: “Lord Barbatos, please wind me a whisper.” It brought an amusing chaos to Teyvat, and this collection of events was how it started in each nation.

  4. Public Bookmark 55

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    Pure Vanilla accidentally goes through some changes, Shadow Milk is more than happy to help him out

    or, Shadow Milk gets fucked with PV's eggs after the ancient screws up an experiment

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    17 Apr 2025

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    Oops, All Eggs!
    freakydragon

    Pure Vanilla accidentally goes through some changes, Shadow Milk is more than happy to help him out

    or, Shadow Milk gets fucked with PV's eggs after the ancient screws up an experiment
    https://archiveofourown.info/works/64690054

  5. Public Bookmark 54

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    “But I am not like you,” Pure Vanilla states, and with confidence. The warm sunlight beckons him to that place of comfortable reminisce, but he keeps himself grounded in the here and now.

    Shadow Milk does that pause again—stands there, forces Pure Vanilla to sit with the words he’s just spoken aloud, reflect and grow uncomfortable.

    “Are you sure?”

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    Or; Pure Vanilla becomes a spectacle. Shadow Milk compares and contrasts.

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    02 Jan 2025

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    it wasn't your hand (it was mine)
    windyyyyy

    “But I am not like you,” Pure Vanilla states, and with confidence. The warm sunlight beckons him to that place of comfortable reminisce, but he keeps himself grounded in the here and now.

    Shadow Milk does that pause again—stands there, forces Pure Vanilla to sit with the words he’s just spoken aloud, reflect and grow uncomfortable.

    “Are you sure?”

    -

    Or; Pure Vanilla becomes a spectacle. Shadow Milk compares and contrasts.