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    “Be careful,” she heard Venti say from beside her. “The next step is steeper than the others.”

    That simple sentence is what made that nagging feeling at the back of her mind finally click for Glory. She knew this voice. Oh, oh, of course she did! It was the one that’s been guiding her for as long as she could remember—though not as ethereal sounding as it normally was—but the tone, cadence, and manner of protective speaking were the exact same.

    She hadn’t realized she had stopped on the steps. Venti’s arm was still linked with hers and she heard him gasp in surprise as the motion pulled him back slightly. “Glory? You okay?”

    “It’s you,” she said, not elaborating further.

    “Huh?” Venti, no, Lord Barbatos replied, obviously confused. “Me?”

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    “Venti, someone saw you.”

    There’s a pause. “Someone saw me,” Venti repeats.

    “Nimrod,” Diluc nods. “Got drunk in Angel’s Share afterwards. Charles told me, which means that everyone in the bar must know by now, and probably half the city.” Then he mutters something about Kaeya, which Venti would address if he felt anything like normal. It’ll be fine, probably.

    The idea of Nimrod knowing, of half of the city knowing –

    Anemo rises up between Venti’s limbs before he can even put the idea into words. He doesn’t think about it, barely processing what he’s doing, before he blinks out in a flurry of teal.

    (Venti intervenes with an Abyssal threat and gets caught. Mondstadt doesn't see him again for weeks.)

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    16 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 85

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    Inside the tower, there’s a heap of something on the floor that Jean quickly realises are feathers— wings in fact, large and white.

    Frantic, she immediately crouches. As she does so, however, Venti finally stirs. When he next opens his eyes, looking at her, his eyes immediately widen. Then, in a too-small, too-uncertain voice, raspy and shaky, he whispers—

    “Gunnhildr?”

    Venti gets de-aged after a close call with Decarabian's god remains in Old Mondstadt. Jean (and others) care for him in the aftermath. In the process, Jean walks the same steps and reconnects with her ancestor before her.

    This fic was written as part of the Drunk Twink Summer Exchange and updates every two weeks.

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    16 Jun 2026

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    In which Pantalone accepts a drink from a Fontainian diplomat who definitely tried to kill him, waits five days to seek medical attention because the quarterly reports weren't going to file themselves, and proceeds to say things on an operating table that the Segments will spend the next century thinking about.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    Zandik huffs, wrinkles around his eyes increasing as they narrow with a dark humour. “Speaking of our titles, are you aware that the comic character of ‘Pantalone’ has quite a few different meanings?”

    “Oh?” Feofan taps the tabletop again, staving off his craving for a smoke.

    “Often a doddering merchant tied to currency and ego, some scholars trace the name to ancient Enkanomiya, meaning ‘powerful in all things.’” Zandik’s voice trails off into a harsh laugh.

    “And you find that…entertaining?”

    “I find it ironic,” Zandik says, “because you came to me as a failed experiment and powerless in all things.”

    Conversations from years of experiments and business ventures between Dottore and Pantalone across their developing partnership and relationship. From their first encounter as Feofan and Zandik, to their last.

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    05 Jun 2026