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“Are you always so uptight?” No, Lohen thinks viciously. He feels worse and worse the more time he spends on standby, and worse and worse the more time he considers the effects of trying to alleviate that would have. “Or are you scared of me?”
“Unfortunately, Lord Harbinger,” Lohen struggles a bit with that word, because the word Harbinger is uniquely Snezhnayan. He tries (and fails) to keep the laugh out of his words when he says, “I’m more scared of being permanently grounded if I acquiesce to your demands. Surely you can understand.”
”Ah, but even you don’t sound like you believe that.” Childe leans over the railing and dips his head so he’s within Lohen’s line of sight again. “What could your superiors say to a bit of friendly conversation? The one language all soldiers have in common is combat.”
Or: Snezhnayan is really difficult, and Lohen learns best when it’s beat into him. Good thing there happens to be a Harbinger stationed in Mondstadt who checks all the boxes.
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25 Mar 2026
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A detour in Nod-Krai leads Childe to an unexpected encounter that proves far more interesting than any scheme. When he finds someone who mirrors his love of battle, will this chance meeting be nothing more than a fleeting thrill?
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24 Mar 2026
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As Hades falls, Rhys confronts a revelation that unsettles him to his core: the leader of the Crystarium, his denied lover, is none other than G’raha Tia.
Not a reflected version, not a shadow of memory—he is G’raha. His G’raha.Drawing close, hearts and bodies intertwining in trust, desire and longing, they take the time to speak, to catch up. To rediscover each other.
Rhys sank to one knee, holding the Exarch’s hand. The heavy fabric of his black robe fanned across the pale cobblestones of the Exedra, a stark contrast, as he pressed a delicate kiss to the back of the man’s knuckles.
“My prince,” he whispered, voice low. “It is both a pleasure and an honor to meet you again.”
“Rhysard!” the Exarch gasped, mortified, attempting to withdraw his hand. “What are you doing?”
“I’m simply letting everyone know that I'm courting you, my lord,” Rhys said, smirking, lifting his gaze to meet the Exarch’s.
The man's expression was scandalized, yet the flush on his cheeks betrayed that he was secretly pleased.
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We saved the world. Now, we can allow ourselves to be selfish.
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- Part 3 of Songbirds of Night
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28 Sep 2025
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Five years ago, they marked each other.
Today, they are reunited at last.
Rhys’ breath caught. “Then I’m not going insane,” he whispered. “You feel it too… this pull between us?”
The hands at his waist tightened, fingers digging into the metal of his armor. The sound of crystal against it whispered through the quiet.
“I confess, it has gnawed at my sanity these past days,” the Exarch said, voice low. “But I cannot yield to it. We cannot.”“What are you hiding,” Rhys asked, completely lost in him, “that’s so terrible you’d go to these lengths?”
The Exarch held him closer.
“Just as I summoned you here, so too do I have a part to play in this tale,” he said, his voice distant. “A mission was entrusted to me, and I accepted it. I wish I could speak freely… but I cannot. Not yet. Perhaps—when we reach the end of this story—I’ll allow myself to tell you everything.”His fingers returned to Rhys’ hair, stroking it with gentle familiarity.
“Until that time,” he murmured, “we would do well to show restraint.”-or-
We can bang after we save the world.
Until then, we will suffer from restraining ourselves.Series
- Part 2 of Songbirds of Night
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28 Sep 2025
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"I imagine you must be wondering," Aymeric whispered, "where G’raha Tia is right now."
She blinked, momentarily thrown off.
"I... yes, actually, I was just—"
He smiled, the barest hint of amusement dancing in his eyes.
"His attire met an unfortunate mishap," he said airily. "A glass of fine wine, knocked over by accident, while you were otherwise occupied by our enthusiastic hosts."
"Oh," she managed eloquently.
Take place after 6.0. A celebration that the Alliance leaders had held for the Scions. Named F! Au'Ra WOL.
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- Part 10 of Eternal Wind
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07 Sep 2025