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"goodbye feofan"
"goodbye zandik"
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22 Jun 2026
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YAYYY cafe AU where zandik is alive again I needed this so bad
2/?
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Pantalone scoffs. "What's your favorite part then, hmm?"
"When Vodyanitsa's character dies, of course."
"Ah. Naturally."
It is truly a shame that Pierro had the foresight to order the Harbingers to be civil to one another for the duration of the show. If he hadn't, the issue of Sandrone's present company would have been dealt with by the end of the first act. "Has it ever occurred to either of you," she mutters, "that not everyone has seen this play before?"
Pantalone hums lightly. "Opera, actually."
Sandrone is going to kill him.
Alternatively: Sandrone has the misfortune of being seated next to Dottore and Pantalone at the opera. It is perhaps the most horrendous three hours of her entire career.
Bookmarked by ithinkimunderaged
23 Jun 2026
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Ts is so funny, these guys are just rage baiting her the entire time LMAOOO
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Pantalone arrives expecting to confirm the ache left by a single letter from Dottore. What he finds instead is a simple request and something far more dangerous: proof of a bleeding heart where none should exist.
Bookmarked by ithinkimunderaged
19 Jun 2026
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I believe in artist dottore!
Anyways this fic was having like slow decent into angst and it hit me before I was prepared for it.. so! Very good yummy fic -
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Tears gather at the corners of his eyes and merge with his surroundings.
Unimaginable pain courses through his body; by comparison, death would be a release.
Before closing his eyes for the last time, he could swear he is gazing up at the night sky of Sumeru—though it wasn't truly his home, was it?
Towering treetops loom over him.Dottore closes his eyes before crashing to the ground.
Bookmarked by ithinkimunderaged
16 Jun 2026
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Classic English isn't their first language and then they write the most beautiful literature ever known
But omg this was so wholesome and cute 🥹
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“Good morning. Breakfast is ready. You took so long to wake up that I had to reheat it twice.”
“You made breakfast? I can’t wait to lock myself in the bathroom for hours,” Pantalone says. He emphasizes this with a dramatic turn of his body, pulling their blankets up higher to cover his face.
“Come on,” Dottore wheedles. “It’s going to get cold if we leave it any longer.”
“Just eat first,” Pantalone says and yawns widely, deliberately, to prove a point. Then he pulls the comforter back up and snuggles back into his pillow.
And the comforter is immediately yanked away as Dottore rips it off his sleeping body.
Pantalone and Dottore are partners in crime, always up to no good. It's just like he remembers! Like always. Nothing changes.
Bookmarked by ithinkimunderaged
10 Jun 2026
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FAHHHH
Dang they're so good at writing suspense tho 😭 and like the eery feeling and stuff I was clutching my ahh the entire read
SO GOOD WOEHWIOWJWHO