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Hundreds of years after Zandik’s death, Pantalone discovers a secret kept tucked away in the documents left by the segments of Dottore that shatter the last barrier around his cold heart.
He still has one last dose of the elixir left, and he chooses not to take it.
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01 Jul 2026
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Zhongli (the territory's biggest Alpha) and Childe (the Tsaritsa's guard dog) have been enemies for longer than both can remember. Their tension comes into a head during a routine meeting...
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28 Jun 2026
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Dottore and Pantalone brought their 15-months-old daughter to the Palace of Zapolyarny—at the time when the monthly tea party was being held.
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27 Jun 2026
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i laugh like me again, he laughs like you by lotusbolt
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
26 Jun 2026
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“He’ll have your eyes,” Zandik mused.
“Should I be flattered?” Feofan retorted. “We did agree on a fifty-fifty genetic split, did we not? If anything, you are capitalizing on your own genome.”
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27 Jun 2026
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blood sweat & tears by rentanyang
Fandoms: ZEROBASEONE | ZB1 (Korea Band), AND2BLE (Korea Band)
24 Jun 2026
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Hao's tears double, trickling down his cheeks and dripping down his jaw like crystals catching the fading sunlight. His face is even more flushed, his cheeks red and blotchy, his eyes rimmed with pink. His tears cling to his eyelashes, webbing them into sharp spikes, and his lips are plump and quivering. Hanbin wants to kiss them so badly it physically hurts.
"Can you at least say something?" Hao pleads, his hand clutching his bag. His ice cream has fallen onto the park ground, a sad puddle of melting vanilla.
Hanbin's mind traitorously wanders. He wonders if Hao will cry just as much in bed. If his tears will fall just as freely and he'll hiccup and beg—hiding his face in the sheets as he sniffles. If he'll look just as beautiful and undone beneath him. The thought sends another jolt of heat through his body, and he immediately feels disgusted with himself.
Alternatively: Sung Hanbin gets bricked up in the middle of his whatevertionship's very vulnerable moment. He atones.
(a dacryphilia-centric fic)Bookmarked by NamiTaco
25 Jun 2026