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    Part (1) complete.
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    Dahlia's faith fractured, and with it, his whole world.
    Seeking thrill and trouble, it was only natural that he fell in love with Mondstadt's most chaotic bard—only to discover that his lover was, in fact, his Archon. Then he became the Herald of said Archon and asked this same Archon to move in with him.
    And as if that was not enough drama for him, Dahlia, despite the warnings of Barbatos, decided to challenge his fate and rewrite his own ending himself.

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  1. Public Bookmark 87

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    “Venti, someone saw you.”

    There’s a pause. “Someone saw me,” Venti repeats.

    “Nimrod,” Diluc nods. “Got drunk in Angel’s Share afterwards. Charles told me, which means that everyone in the bar must know by now, and probably half the city.” Then he mutters something about Kaeya, which Venti would address if he felt anything like normal. It’ll be fine, probably.

    The idea of Nimrod knowing, of half of the city knowing –

    Anemo rises up between Venti’s limbs before he can even put the idea into words. He doesn’t think about it, barely processing what he’s doing, before he blinks out in a flurry of teal.

    (Venti intervenes with an Abyssal threat and gets caught. Mondstadt doesn't see him again for weeks.)

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    26 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 17

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    "Erm, Venti?"

    "Yes?" He didn't look up right away, first finishing his aggressive scribbling.

    That should do for a sign out, he pondered, staring at the letter. Sure, there's Bauer, and Beelzebub, but surely he would get it, right? Right.

    So he glanced to his left, where Dahlia leaned on the counter, peering over the letter and blinking hazily. It was fine, he already knew more than he should—he knew how to keep a secret or two. Or fifty.

    It was bound to happen, when one got paid in gossip.

    "Are you drunk?" Dahlia asked at least, squinting at the paper still. At the very least he sounded incredulous.

    "Tsk, we're just getting started."

    From the moment the first wave of relics was unearthed from the Chasm, people started to speculate.
    And Venti preemptively decided to lie as a distraction.

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    19 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 71

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    Inside the tower, there’s a heap of something on the floor that Jean quickly realises are feathers— wings in fact, large and white.

    Frantic, she immediately crouches. As she does so, however, Venti finally stirs. When he next opens his eyes, looking at her, his eyes immediately widen. Then, in a too-small, too-uncertain voice, raspy and shaky, he whispers—

    “Gunnhildr?”

    Venti gets de-aged after a close call with Decarabian's god remains in Old Mondstadt. Jean (and others) care for him in the aftermath. In the process, Jean walks the same steps and reconnects with her ancestor before her.

    This fic was written as part of the Drunk Twink Summer Exchange and updates every two weeks.

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    17 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 5

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    Yuu, an aspiring writer and resigned journalist, is assigned to cover a particularly juicy murder...or not quite. Great opportunity for his novel in the making, not so much for the merchant found completely drained of her blood. But even Yuu's (admittedly morbid) thrill would dim once he find how "eat the rich" could become literal.

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    11 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 3

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    His breath hitched, his mind came up blank for a frightening moment. None—but no, that couldn't be right. So he focused, pushing past the block until something snapped, and images flooded back to him.
    Of many nights spent in this very stool, or at any other table in the tavern, listening to the beautiful melodies crafted in spur of the moment or brought from bygone ages, drinking away his entire savings in wine, under the scrutiny of the red-head, and sharing jokes and stories with unlikely friendships, while buzzing with alcohol-induced fogginess and getting lost in that teal-glowing gaze of said deity. Getting lost in that embrace, in those airy whispers of affection, in red-stained lips.
    The tastes and the sounds were so vivid in his mind, yet somehow, it felt wrong, foreign, like a dream mistaken for a memory that he could not place—
    How many times?
    Countless?
    Or none?

    [Dahlia wakes up from a fading dream, only to find that reality was no longer quite like he remembered. And worst of all, he is the only one who seems to remember Venti.]

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    19 Apr 2026