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How Dahlia became The Herald of Barbatos.
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"You look like a man who needs one of two things to cheer up:" Venti lifted one finger up, "a miracle from Barbatos himself…” He lifted another finger, "…or someone to drag him out of his misery with questionable decisions. Lucky for you, I specialize in both." He winked, then leaned forward. “Now, my deacon—”“I’m not a deacon yet.” Dahlia corrected automatically.
“—my future deacon,” Venti amended without shame, “which would you prefer?”
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Shortly after the Traveler left Mondstadt and the city regained its peace, Dahlia was announced as a candidate, a soon-to-be-ordained Deacon of the Church of Favonius. Which was great, awesome, perfect, had it not been for a teeny, tiny detail: his faith, or rather the lack of it.And then the wind gets a whiff of his secret.
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- Part 1 of Tales of a Windborne Flower
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21 Jan 2026
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Saito nods and taps a finger to her chin. “Ah, so, we’ve got Bokuto Koutarou, devoted to a life with an unnamed individual, Hinata Shoyo, who loves everyone but has his heart set on someone from his past, Sakusa Kiyoomi, who currently cares only for volleyball, and Miya Atsumu, adored by all but loved by none. How interesting! You definitely are a wild bunch of very different people when it comes to love!”
Atsumu’s breath hitches in his throat, and her comment kind of pisses him off, but he tries his best to smile and laugh it off. She says that like he’s unlovable, and ‘Sakusa Kiyoomi, who currently cares only for volleyball’? That seems pretty rude too, he thinks. It’s not like Sakusa’s heartless, even if he is all reserved and stuff.
He doesn’t really listen to much else of what she has to say after that, deciding that he doesn’t really like her that much, and balls his hands into fists in his pockets.
‘Miya Atsumu, adored by all but loved by none.’
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08 Apr 2025
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“r/askreddit: My teammate kisses me when he thinks I’m sleeping after our movie nights and plays with my hair.”
Sakusa Kiyoomi is so sickeningly whipped for Miya Atsumu, and vise versa. Featuring Atsumu’s cooking, Miya twin’s mom, flowers, and a lot of movie.
Title from Kiss Me by Sixpence None the Richer
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08 Apr 2025
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Kim Dokja huffs, struggling. “If you care to explain what the hell you’re doing, then maybe—!”
He cuts off when a large hand presses flat between his wings, locking him in place. It’s a strange feeling, and he shivers against such a firm touch at that sensitive place.
“Yoo—Yoo Joonghyuk?” He laughs nervously, high and scared. “What are you doing, Joonghyuk-ah?”
Over those three years, Yoo Joonghyuk grew to hate these wings of his.
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02 Apr 2025
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For Oikawa Tooru, life is an abstract painting, with colours swirling together in his vision, dotting the world around him. When asked about his view of the world, Tooru can only call himself a modern Van Gogh.
For Oikawa Tooru, school is a backdrop of oranges, yellows and pinks, coupled with the occasional green, high pitched wail of a passing child. It is a happy, joyous, bright world.
For Oikawa Tooru, the colour blue is a rarity.
(In which Oikawa has synaesthesia and Iwaizumi's music is blue.)
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13 Jan 2025