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How Did We Get Here? by Cosmo_Phalhemr
Fandoms: 新世界狂歡｜NU: carnival (Video Game), DRAMAtical Murder (Visual Novel)
16 Oct 2026
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It just happened. Aoba wasn't sure exactly what or when it occurred, but they just sorta started.. flirting? Just as Eiden was squishing Aoba's thigh, Aoba took in and traced his gaze all around Eiden's face. Sure, he was hyping himself up back on the balcony but.. Eiden really was.. good looking..
It all just.. happened. And soon enough..
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- Part 6 of Myriad "NU" Colors (NU: Carnival fics)
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Alhaitham doesn’t reply. He can’t reply. He’s too out of it, drunk on Kaveh’s scent that’s started growing stronger since he woke up. Wants to drink it up from Kaveh’s neck. He startles when he feels Kaveh’s tail brush against his, and—
Oh.
He absolutely melts when Kaveh twines their tails together. Kaveh isn’t angry at him. Kaveh smells sweet and satisfied, and he grinds his hips lazily into Alhaitham’s in a way that makes him forget about everything else in the world.
“Did you enjoy it,” Kaveh murmurs, “taking advantage of a poor little fox in his sleep?”
(or; kaveh falls asleep naked and drunk in front of alhaitham, and alhaitham reaps the consequences.)
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Between Theory and Practice by SoundlessWhisper
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
07 Sep 2026
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“I... I have a favor to ask. A really, ugh. A really big favor.” Phainon’s eyes are anywhere but at him, hands messing with the hem of his oversized T-shirt.
“Did you burn something in the microwave again?”
“What!? I never burned anything!” Phainon huffs back, taking a deep breath. “It's... you're my best friend, Mydeimos. And, well… you dated guys before and…”
Mydei’s blood runs cold. He doesn’t like where this is going.
“...So would you watch this movie with me and tell me if this is really how… men do it?”
Or; Phainon might be an innocent academic nerd in theory. In practice, Mydei is starting to seriously question the “innocent” part.
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Phainon’s hand has now reached the junction between Mydei’s thighs. Palm flat over where he’s hottest, and Mydei grips him with two hands to keep him there, knowing damn well a man who can throw three grown men off of him wouldn’t struggle to get out of Mydei’s clutches. He moves his free hand to tuck Mydei’s hair behind his ear after it fell back out of place sometime during his spiel, and he wets his lips. “Twenty years is a lot, sweet pea,” he murmurs against his ear, earning a shudder, “How old is your father?”
“Sixty-one.” Mydei whimpers, now white-knuckling the man’s wrist, itching to keep his big hand pressed onto his groin.
“Exactly my point. I’m closer in age to your own father than I am to you,” Phainon moves away, allowing Mydei to keep desperately clutching his thick wrist. “There are tons of guys out there who’re young, spry and have enough energy to keep up with you—I don’t, peach, I’m old.”
OR: Phainon is Mydei's favourite (now retired) rugby player, and Mydei learns the valuable lesson of why you should meet your heroes. (They fuck)
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- Part 4 of all of my anonymous PhaiDei fics
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“Just what exactly are you trying to get at?”
“Mm, it’s more like what I’m trying to get in.” Benny retorted with a grin, pearly whites on display.
“I barely know you— what’s making you feel this bold? Didn’t you say I wasn’t your type literally four minutes after meeting me?” Eddie questioned, rightfully so— it was unclear whether or not Benny was just trying to be manipulative, or if he actually wanted this.
“Oh hush, the past is the past, isn’t it?” Benny grew closer, testing the waters in a sense.
“Just what exactly do you want to do?” Eddie cocked his head to the side, brows tense.
“Wanna find out?”
“…Damn right I do.”
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