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Where Zandik had stumbled, Dottore played perfectly. It is, technically, a superior performance. Where age had stiffened Zandik's fingers and stolen the fluid ease of youth, Dottore played without fault. If he were a fairer man, he would have complimented Dottore, whose body has never, and never will, experience the weight of time.
Pantalone is aware of this. He is also aware that he does not care. He will admit, nostalgia does make him a little biased, and Pantalone finds that he still prefers Zandik's playing. He's certain that he always will.
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It was widely known how much Pantalone detested traveling out of Snezhnaya, and field work in general. A trusted subordinate would have sufficed. It wasn't as though Pantalone was particularly free, he never was, and never had been. Yet, he had tagged along for Sumeru like a dog on a leash.
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A proper goodbye?
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Dottore smiles sheepishly as he places his gloved hand on your palm.
“Forgive me for how long it took me to say this, but I love you.”
He must be getting desperate.
Your heart does a little jump, but that's all.
Silence.
You expected anger, for the frustration and blame accumulated over the years to explode. It doesn't. And all you feel is a weird sense of sorrow.
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Disgustingly old I'll shit out an ending for this soon sorry
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- Part 2 of Old and trashy
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"Do you need help?” The Salesman offered, glancing at your quivering hands. Fingers hovering above the trigger, but never making the move to pull it. You moved the gun away from your head, almost letting out a sigh of relief. You made the move to pass it to him, flinching when he takes your hand into his, thumb brushing over your palm.
“You're scared,” he comments, prying the gun from your fingers.
“Don't be.”
He drops your hand, it hits the table with a soft thud. The Salesman smiles, pointing the gun at your temple. You close your eyes, features softening with an exhale. You did not breathe in after that, holding your breath from the anticipation.
You were scared.
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Evening Soirée, Midnight Rendezvous by chaoticsnowflake
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
28 Jun 2026
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"Eternal life, huh?" Then how come I keep losing people, if immortality is so easy to come by? Sandrone scoffs. Eternity poured into a test tube and distributed to only one, this is our last laugh. We keep each other endlessly, while all you will know is loss.
"It's not as pleasant a thing as one might think," Arlecchino says.
"I don't know; certain parties seem to be enjoying it just fine."
"They are a special case." Immortal by their own design, these wings are not confined to a cage. Here it is a blessing, rather than a curse.
Pantalone raises an eyebrow. "Oh? And what might be the occasion?"
Dottore grins. "Why, my death, of course."
Alternatively: They were not invited to the tea parties, so they created their own. In shades of love and loss, here is a monument of all the things we cannot say.
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28 Jun 2026
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love is just a history that they may prove by meefy
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
25 Jun 2026
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Zandik's 35-year-old segment is tired of seeing his older self listlessly pining after the lovely young new lab assistant.
So the segment decides to do something about it.
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26 Jun 2026
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It takes a lot of paperwork to run an organization as big as the Fatui.
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24 Jun 2026
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Being Dottore's assistant and all the segments agree that you are expendable. Except... maybe they aren't being entirely honest when they say that.
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24 Jun 2026
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To Capture The Essence of A Madman by chickenmcfightme
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
15 Jun 2026
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The Tsaritsa adorned her palace halls with paint and canvas, a collection built up over centuries, images personally commissioned from her favorite artists each era.
The hall to the throne featured only the absolute best, and she had decided it was time to feature a new collection. A complete set of portraits in the likeness of her Fatui Harbingers. That was the task put upon the newest in line of the crown’s artists.
Meeting her majesty’s standards was easy enough, at least when compared to wrangling the leaders of The Fatui into sitting down to paint. Especially when some are far less cooperative than others. And certain doctors are terrible at staying seated… Thankfully, the artist has always enjoyed pretty subjects, even if they're quite finicky.Bookmarked by Arsll
24 Jun 2026