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For Freminet, taking the brunt of what he thought was an acid attack aimed towards Spina di Rosula's boss was nothing more than a split second decision. He wouldn't call himself a hero by any stretch of the imagination, and he wouldn't say he led his life with noble and virtuous intentions either...
...but when the urge to help someone comes to him, he ponders little over it. That's just what a good person would do, and Freminet desperately wants to be a good.
(Still, maybe he should have paid more attention to just what was being splashed.)
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Freminet dissolves into water. That really should have been the end of it, but it seems like the ocean wasn't keen on letting him go yet.
(HydroDragonHatchling!Freminet, old chapters being edited)
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07 Jun 2026
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I drink, I burn, I gather dreams by blackkat
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
04 May 2026
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Padmé Amidala is a force of nature, something dark, something burning.
It's a good thing Bana has never been scared of fire.
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19 May 2026
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Kaeya is fucking right; Diluc is long dead and buried in a loveless land.
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08 May 2026
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Blood In The Snow, It's Not Mine by fruitpunchsamurai09
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
12 Apr 2026
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The memories of that night encroach often on Diluc's mind like a tricky whopperflower—unpredictable and unbidden. As he heads to Dragonspine undercover to root out some troublemakers, it comes again in full force, and possesses him for the rest of the night.
Thirsty for bloodshed, he stalks higher and higher up the mountain.
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08 May 2026
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“Get out. I’m already tired of telling you. Go back to the Grand Goth Hotel. Better yet, leave Mondstadt altogether.” Diluc is tired of telling him, tired from the very idea of how much more so he’s going to have to say so, and already so, so tired of looking at this gingered menace grin in retaliation. He knows the kind.
“Twice, that’s all you have in you?” The diplomat—too kind of a way to refer to him, in Diluc’s opinion, though he certainly won’t be asking for his name—leans back, crosses his arms, and grins even more. Already so predictable. “What a boring way of tiring yourself out. I can think of better, comrade.
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Diluc works the bar at Angel’s Share every Friday night. When a Fatui diplomat starts showing up, determined to get to know Mondstadt’s most fiery and unrelenting bartender, Diluc struggles to acknowledge that Fatui are people in their own right, with their own thoughts and drives. Where Childe seems determined to get to know Diluc, Diluc is trying to pack away his internal monologue and remind himself that this is it: this is the life he was given, and this is the life he deserves. He does not get to want for things.Least of all for a pretty Snezhnayan diplomat.
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07 May 2026