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On the border between Mondstadt and Liyue, he meets Xiao for the first time.
“When one is alone and lonely, the body gladly lingers in the wind or the rain, or splashes into the cold river, or pushes through the ice-crusted snow.
Anything that touches.” –Mary Oliver, Leaves and blossoms along the way: A poemSeries
- Part 1 of Seeds of Stories, Brought By The Wind
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15 Jun 2026
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If Pantalone was flesh, or whether Dottore could run his hand through him, watch in satisfaction as his molecules scurried and dispersed at the sudden intrusion, dart around frantically. Just when it seemed they would never embrace again and he would be stuck in that abstract, frenzied form forever Dottore would retract his hand and they would promptly rejoin as one, breathing body once more.
or, Dottore and Pantalone, and the years in between.
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25 Apr 2026
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Pantalone kisses Dottore five times in the span of a week, for seemingly no reason. Dottore convinces himself that Pantalone intends on cashing in his affection for a favor later, and decides this will not do. The best way to resolve this issue is to give him five kisses and level the scales.
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25 Apr 2026
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Money has coexisted with time since the very beginning. Trade is intertwined with human nature.
Even the first settlers in this world exchanged goods for wealth.
Everything has a price in Teyvat. From the Windsong Lyres of Mondstadt to the wisdom of Sumeru.
Mora hails from the land of the God of Contracts.
Money means nothing to the gods, and yet it means everything to him.
And in this world where a golden heart pumps gold through its arteries, betraying Her Majesty is a crime punishable by death.
Admittedly, he hadn't planned on solving this along with the Doctor. Maybe he won't come to dread this as much as he had expected.
Or: The Regrator has a terrible fear of being vulnerable, Il Dottore yearns for acceptance, and Pantalone is rapidly relapsing back into his smoking addiction in an effort to run from his problems.
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26 Jan 2026
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Pantalone glances towards the thick wooden doors that lead to his bedroom, and imagines Dottore above him, those gloved hands around his throat as they fuck each other senseless. Maybe he would get to see beyond that mask, finally.
Tsaritsa, it was a tempting decision. It really was.
But he’s so afraid of regretting it. What if he wakes up tomorrow, and it was the wrong thing to do? What if Dottore holds it over his head, blackmailing him into doing whatever he wants him to?
What if he finds out that he likes it a lot more than he thought he should?
Or, in which a war is coming, a bet is made to destroy the Heavens, and the Regrator finds that his frozen heart might not be so frozen after all.
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22 Jan 2026