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The Brightness of Gold and Silver by katineto (mistalagan)
Fandoms: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime)
01 Mar 2025
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After the death of his husband the king, Viktor—childless and powerless—finds himself relegated to a small convent far removed from the royal court and its political games. As he struggles to adapt to convent life, he begins to notice strange things about its denizens, and stranger things about himself: how desperately he desires one brother's company—even to the point of sin.
Meanwhile, the outside world isn't yet done with him, and there are those who won't let little things like convent walls and sacred vows stand in their path to power...
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Kaveh is riffling through her scribbled notes for a third time—she swears she has the elevation numbers here, somewhere—when Alhaitham walks into the study and drapes herself over Kaveh’s back.
Her hands sneak under Kaveh’s arms and cross over her belly. Her short, soft hair tickles Kaveh’s forehead. She nuzzles her nose against Kaveh’s cheek. She smells like rich, raw undergrowth and the sweet vanilla of old paper.
“Oh,” Kaveh says, arrested, notes held suspended in her hands. “You—” Kaveh twists, breathing in that deep scent, until she can just look Alhaitham in the eye. Her face tingles with the proximity. “Already?”
(Alhaitham is in heat. Kaveh takes care of her.)
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Implacable by katineto (mistalagan)
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
21 Feb 2021
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“How will I die?” Meng Yao asks the fortuneteller.
“At Nie Mingjue’s hands,” she says, bones clacking in the cold. “But a clever man can change his fortune! Events are set in motion, but they are not set in place.”
Five times Jin Guangyao thinks he’s escaped death, and one time he embraces it.
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little grey shrike by katineto (mistalagan)
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
17 Nov 2020
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Nie Huaisang’s face was spattered with mud and blood, and his hair fell disheveled around it. A bruise blossomed purple on his cheek. He looked at the ground, lips held together stubbornly.
Wen Xu leaned back and twirled his brush between his fingers. “Hello, Nie-er-gongzi,” he said. “How nice it is to see you again.”
In truth, they’d only ever met in passing—Wen Xu had better things to do than pay attention to useless nobodies. But he was indeed happy to see Nie Huaisang, scant weeks after the declaration of war. What a prize that had fallen into his lap! He could taste Nie Mingjue’s impotent rage already.
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Wen Xu takes a captive, and thinks he's fallen in love.
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- Part 7 of mdzs prompt fills
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practice(d) by katineto (mistalagan)
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
14 Nov 2020
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One night in the Cloud Recesses, Nie Huaisang begs Jiang Cheng to let him 'practice', and breaks a few rules in the process.
Nearly two decades later, he gives an encore performance.
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- Part 6 of mdzs prompt fills
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Treading the Line by birbleafs for WhereLifeIsStrong
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
21 Jan 2026
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Is it the same for Kaveh then? Al-Haitham ponders in the silence. Could he love only in the way he loves his creations and the process of creating? These imperfect things that he moulds from clay, from metal, wood, and dirt; that he shapes and refines into perfection from his own worn hands and overwrought mind, nourished with his blood and sweat and tears, forever chasing after an ideal so unattainable, it always seems out of reach?
Al-Haitham does not think himself an artist, so he does not know; perhaps will never truly know, this eternal struggle that seems to beset the artistic soul. Still, he feels a shiver running down his spine as he continues to watch Kaveh’s hands working the moist clay; as he begins to wonder what ‘form’ he would take if Kaveh’s fingers were to thoroughly shape him into ‘art’; into something born of Kaveh’s ideal, of Kaveh’s love.
Evoked by a fleeting touch, Al-Haitham begins to dream.
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Bookmarked by katineto (mistalagan)
31 Jan 2026
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There’s a speck in the window that Kaveh can’t get rid of.
He sits at the windowsill with a cup of coffee cradled between his hands. The warmth of it is comforting, relieving the incessant pounding in his head. His eyes are still rimmed red from the other day’s testimony, and there’s a tension in his gut that’s become something of an old friend lately.
The speck his eyes have been trained on since he wandered into the kitchen is similar in that regard. He can’t stand to look at it, so he closes his eyes and breathes his way into the day.
Slow and steady.
Bookmarked by katineto (mistalagan)
14 Nov 2025
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pulling at threads (somebody wants you there) by whoopdeedoo
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
02 Sep 2024
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The Pir Kavikavus prize is given to a promising Akademiya graduate of any Darshan under the age of 40. Kaveh has been nominated every year since graduating with honors at 21.
…And has won zero times. He’s over it. Really!
(Kaveh’s career told through multi-media snapshots of Sumeru society)
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- Part 9 of genshin bday fics
Bookmarked by katineto (mistalagan)
10 Nov 2025
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Following the conclusion of the Interdarshan Championship, Alhaitham and Kaveh return to a house full of moving boxes.
As Alhaitham cuts into a piece of chicken, the table wobbles.
“Oh,” Kaveh says, from the doorway. “Sorry, uh…”
He scrambles toward the table and rifles through his box of things for a few moments, until he produces the wooden shim that he’d slipped underneath the table months ago to stabilize it.
Alhaitham stares wordlessly at the wedged piece of wood in Kaveh’s hand.
Bookmarked by katineto (mistalagan)
09 Aug 2025
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“Speaking of cute,” Kaveh continues, “the client- you know, the one who gave me Parry? She’s totally my type.” Kaveh sighs wistfully. “It’s a shame we met through work. Otherwise, I would’ve taken her out to dinner sometime.”
With what mora? Alhaitham thinks, the witty remark on the tip of his tongue. However, the curious side of Alhaitham takes over his vocal functions.
“Your type is… cute?”
Kaveh blinks at his unusual question but recovers quickly. “Yeah, pretty much. But that’s basically everybody’s type.”
Alhaitham’s type, he surmises, is tall, blond, red-eyed architects, so he’s not sure where Kaveh is getting his evidence from.
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Alhaitham learns that Kaveh’s type is “cute.” He loses his mind a little.
Bookmarked by katineto (mistalagan)
09 Aug 2025