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Sometimes the memories that linger longest, are the ones that seem inconsequential in the moment; and each leaf blown from the burning tree, sends another small fragment away…lost to the endless void.
“Why, it almost sounds like a dowry. I won’t have to change my surname will I?”
At his light hearted jab, the Doctor responded swiftly, “make zero mistake, Feofan,” he pressed his fingers along his jaw, using his thumb to tip his head to look at him once more. “I am not giving you away. You are just being moved to a pedestal more suited to your skillset. You belong to me until we both perish.”
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21 Jun 2026
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Феофан оказался продан в медицинскую лабораторию в качестве подопытного. Это был самый большой удар для него, но в тоже время великим спасением – ведь лаборатория принадлежала никому иному, как Второму Предвестнику Фатуи.
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07 Jun 2026
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Illuga tries to stifle his laugh with his hand as Jahoda walks out of the Flagship mostly unfazed, and Flins watches Illuga with a soft smile, reaching over to tuck a strand of the captain's hair back behind his ear.
The Traveler glances over to where Lohen and Varka are talking to a pair of Knights who-
Wait.
Aka: Everyone knows Faelight is a thing, they just can't prove it.
Featuring Flins not even trying to be subtle
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07 Jun 2026
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When Grandmaster Varka heard news that their Vice Captain was hurt, he was conflicted. He's worried that it was gravely, possibly one that inches him to death. But when he saw him he felt…angry? Wasn't he supposed to be relief? What?
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08 Apr 2026
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Five times Flins touches Illuga out of curiosity. Five times Illuga feigns ignorance until the truth spills forth.
Flins removes his glove before he touches Illuga's cheek again, marveling at the feel of the soft tissue under his cold skin. All the while, Illuga’s eyes stare into his own—the colours so bright and enticing. The blue of its outer circles rivals the sky, and the red center reminds him of the blood the young man spills so willingly for his homeland. It taints the lovely feeling Flins holds into darker thoughts, and he lingers—longer than he should—letting his thumb run over the same spot over and over again…
“Sir Flins?”
“Yes?”
“I think that’s enough,” the Young Master states abruptly before turning on his heel, leaving Flins standing where he is, staring at his hand as if he’s never had one to begin with.
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- Part 1 of Nod Krai Shenanigans
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12 Mar 2026