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bought by one deliverance by Papercrane3
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
27 Nov 2025
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He nearly drops the folder. Phainon reaches out for his hand and he slaps it away.
“I’m not accepting this,” he stands up abruptly, trying hard not to look at Phainon’s wounded puppy expression. “I can’t. You bought me? For only a little more than half a million?”
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Eurypon sells Mydei to a boy band. -
hold my hand, and i’ll hold yours, so we can climb the mountain by Papercrane3
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
21 Nov 2025
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Here is ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇, at the bottom of Amphoreus. He has sealed Irontomb away in an attempt to stop its completion, and now must bear the world in its stead. This world will not be held on the foundation of Destruction. Not if he’s still alive.
He has expanded himself, become everything and nothing, the scrape of nails against the false sky to the flickering flame in the abyss below. He can’t feel any part of his own body anymore. It’s as though he’s retreated to the center of that empty cavity he called a chest, curled tightly into himself. His eyes have long since been destroyed, and he can just barely make out the luminescence of the heat that still emanates from his body. There is only the weight.
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The Destruction is just barely held at bay. Phainon pays a visit. -
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“Cipher,” comes Phainon’s muffled voice somewhere to her right. “Ciiipher.”
Fuck. She had hoped that he was sufficiently quelled the last time, but the deliverer boy bounced back quicker than she thought. Though honestly, she should’ve seen this coming.
“Cipher.” There was banging on the wall, now. “This is important, I swear.”
“I’m not doing this again,” she shouts. “I won’t. Not since you dropped that stone bust of the little prince on my floor. I told you not to do it, and you did it anyway and now you won’t even take him back because you’re worried he’ll break even more, and I don’t have a trash can or a hammer or a void to throw it into.”
or: Cipher is trapped between Phainon and Mydei on the 3.7 banner and has to act as the middleman. Someone get her out.
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tomorrow's heights, to tomorrow's life by Papercrane3
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
17 Nov 2025
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On the first night of the first page of the epilogue, they stay close.
There is something about being made near-real, peeling yourself out from lines of pre-written code and basking in the light of a proper moon, that has Phainon reeling like nothing else before. They’re up on the roof of Mydei’s dwelling, watching the stars shine to life with everyone else far below. Somewhere, the triplets, their siblings, and their mother are building a rocket to take them there. A scholar charts them on a map, a weaver pulls them down into cloth. A thief flips a coin and holds it up to the moon, planning the heist of a lifetime. The healer, who previously reigned over the skies, watches quietly with a girl in a butterfly dress. The imperator and her knight look further towards the budding galaxies.
The warrior-prince and the man who was once the embodiment of hatred sit next to each other. There is still a distance between them, born of awkwardness. The burden of duty has finally been lifted and it’s like they’re looking at each other for the first time again.
or: there is no admission, but there is love
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see you soon, after the end of time by Papercrane3
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
16 Nov 2025
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As the headless body of Irontomb shatters, Khaslana falls with it. Captured in a small window of time, somewhere in between the pages of Irontomb’s defeat and the ending, he drifts aimlessly in the space between. His porcelain wings fracture and crumble; the searing beneath his skin subsides. The Destruction chips off of him in tiny, glittering pieces like stars, crackling into nothingness, leaving Phainon raw and aching, eyes shut tight. 33 million cycles turned to dust.
Time stutters and starts, the past is muddled with the present, and Cyrene floats with him, parting through the layers as she reaches out to touch his shoulder.
“Sleeping now that the job is done?” she asks fondly, quietly. “You deserve it, of course, but there will be time for that later. I’d like to speak to you first.”
or: Cyrene, the Demiurge, officially meets Phainon