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Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins ... But you may call me Flins.
It would be no overestimation for Kyryll to observe that Rerir was, by far, no longer remotely close to being his equal in terms of strength. An Apex predator, indeed. He still felt that same fight or flight response deep in his bones as Rerir gave him a once-over, recalling how easily those

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To be fair to the fae, Rerir had been more than capable of doing much of the same with just the ten percent of his power before, he'd simply been... a little more distracted with other things at the time to consider the idea.

and by now, he didn't feel particularly inclined to do so anymore, even~
Destroy Teyvat?

Hm, he'd grossly underestimated Rerir's potential at full strength.

But all of that power... and as of now, for a temporary time, it was stored beautifully in Kyryll's realm. There were ways to trap and keep Rerir here regardless if he was physically strong enough to brute force

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December 5, 2025 at 8:13 PM
// my sleep and stress levels have been abysmal all week. 😭

so sorry for everyone waiting on pending replies... this semester is on its final week thankfully, i'll have an easier time writing soon.

IRL is actually, truly, royally kicking my ass
December 5, 2025 at 7:28 PM
Destroy Teyvat?

Hm, he'd grossly underestimated Rerir's potential at full strength.

But all of that power... and as of now, for a temporary time, it was stored beautifully in Kyryll's realm. There were ways to trap and keep Rerir here regardless if he was physically strong enough to brute force

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Rerir did not have much of an opportunity to react to the news that Kyryll intended to take him to where his heart is, the Sinner having to turn his head and raise an arm slightly to shield his eyes from the sudden brightness.

Even after he's acclimated to the intensity, Rerir still finds he has~
Heh... speaking of moths drawn to flame. It was intriguing to watch Rerir hone in on the scent of the Abyss like a tracking hound. Kyryll couldn't help the pleased smile that fit his lips when he turned back to face him, however.

"An astute observation. That will be our next stop - your heart,

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December 5, 2025 at 9:27 AM
// ok so. presentation pushed back to next week... i can sleep in peace and focus on grading tomorrow and then. ahhhhh lol
December 5, 2025 at 12:31 AM
Heh... speaking of moths drawn to flame. It was intriguing to watch Rerir hone in on the scent of the Abyss like a tracking hound. Kyryll couldn't help the pleased smile that fit his lips when he turned back to face him, however.

"An astute observation. That will be our next stop - your heart,

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That little teasing praise did make Rerir falter a bit, only visible in the way he twitched, hand retracting from the item he'd been reach out to touch, head turning the faintest bit to cast a quick and fleeting look at the fae.

...he's not quite sure how he feels about that just yet. He'll mull~
Had Kyryll not already been in the process of regaining his composure, he may not have reacted as much as he did in that moment.

His breath hitched, hushed as he tried to stifle it, but to no avail. Rerir deserved the petulant pout thrown his way - for *that* touch was insidious.

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December 4, 2025 at 7:38 PM
// this might count as a suggestive headcanon so be warned -idk if i'm as into the fae biting to mark/claim thing as some other flins writers are but. i do think some biting is warranted
December 4, 2025 at 6:58 PM
Had Kyryll not already been in the process of regaining his composure, he may not have reacted as much as he did in that moment.

His breath hitched, hushed as he tried to stifle it, but to no avail. Rerir deserved the petulant pout thrown his way - for *that* touch was insidious.

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As Kyryll started walking, Rerir felt that nagging both in the back of his head and his chest, something he recognized vaguely as the start of that frustrating mix of desperation and obsession.

...perhaps... Kyryll would come to regret his choice to allow him closer in the end, when he realized~
Kyryll froze.

Perhaps it was because he was already in a vulnerable spot - the darkness within his heart laid bare for Rerir to see.

Perhaps it was because he, himself, was a stranger to loving another. The fae were not abstinent by any means, but in his human years, he had kept his distance.

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December 4, 2025 at 4:55 PM
// i played through some of the witch's homework quests and i. i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i i !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
December 4, 2025 at 2:38 PM
Kyryll froze.

Perhaps it was because he was already in a vulnerable spot - the darkness within his heart laid bare for Rerir to see.

Perhaps it was because he, himself, was a stranger to loving another. The fae were not abstinent by any means, but in his human years, he had kept his distance.

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Silence reigned for a time as Rerir debated how best to respond to the quiet admittance from the fae.

Loss was a constant in his life; he'd lost his family, lost his freedom, his identity, his love and eventually, his life and his mind.

Who would understand that fear better than the Sinner who~
... Rerir cannot die?

The implication of what may have seemed like such a random comment was not lost on him: How could Rerir leave his side if death was the only thing that could separate them?

He would choose to stay after all.

Not because of the tether's use... but for Kyryll himself.

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December 4, 2025 at 6:54 AM
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ᅠ ᅠ
ᅠ𝕿𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬, 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆
𝐒𝐎 𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗗𝗟𝗬 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐏𝐔𝐓
「 * 𝙈𝙀 」 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑
𝑪𝑹𝑶𝑺𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑺, 𝐓𝐎𝐎 ──
December 3, 2025 at 8:57 PM
Reposted by flins.⋆༺☾༻⛧🕯
but dead mom, i gotta ask, are you really in the ground? 'cause i feel you all around me.
December 4, 2025 at 4:22 AM
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A semblance of choice when there’s no choice at all.
December 4, 2025 at 4:47 AM
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if there is such a thing like happiness in this world, it should resemble the endless nothingness. nihility is having nothing and having nothing to lose. if that isn’t happiness… then what is?
December 4, 2025 at 4:56 AM
// that is to say, good morning i have slept like the dead
December 4, 2025 at 5:05 AM
Flins emerges from his lantern as the last of the sun's light fades beyond the horizon - though here on Final Night Cemetery, where it's always dark, one wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

Patrol time.
December 4, 2025 at 5:01 AM
// last note before i sleep. varflins. just. them
December 3, 2025 at 3:37 PM
// another day another 4 hours sleep incoming. but i am done with that leg of my work!!
December 3, 2025 at 3:31 PM
// okay, i think i will be busy for the rest of the night. i hope everyone has fun with the patch!
December 3, 2025 at 3:13 AM
... Rerir cannot die?

The implication of what may have seemed like such a random comment was not lost on him: How could Rerir leave his side if death was the only thing that could separate them?

He would choose to stay after all.

Not because of the tether's use... but for Kyryll himself.

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It was... strange.

He'd never liked feeling like property, like something someone else saw as something to own and possess like all that mattered was his use.

Kyryll sought to possess, that much was obvious to him with how vehemently the fae denied him the return of his heart, but it felt~
"Why, you ask?"

Rerir's vulnerability shone through his cracking visage. The tension between them was electric—magnetic—an intangible force Kyryll longed to sink his teeth into to lay his claim.

There really was no turning back for him. He had went and let himself 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵.

"Because I want to."

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December 3, 2025 at 2:47 AM
// rerir to tholindis

youtu.be/I7BaFAromz4?...
Already Over
YouTube video by Red - Topic
youtu.be
December 2, 2025 at 8:08 PM
// throwback to when i listened to skillet on a regular basis. man so many of these songs fit reriflins a little TOO much
December 2, 2025 at 6:56 PM
Reposted by flins.⋆༺☾༻⛧🕯
° 「 Il Capitano 」 °
𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴.

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↠ Indie Canon/AU Portrayal
↠ Further Info in Thread
↠ One of the many #GhostsOfJohn
December 10, 2024 at 8:52 PM
"Why, you ask?"

Rerir's vulnerability shone through his cracking visage. The tension between them was electric—magnetic—an intangible force Kyryll longed to sink his teeth into to lay his claim.

There really was no turning back for him. He had went and let himself 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵.

"Because I want to."

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The intensity in Kyryll's eyes made Rerir shift, a fresh wave of uncertainty washing over the Sinner as he listened, finding himself taking a small step back as he angled his head, unable to hold his gaze for much longer.

It wasn't necessarily a discomfort with the fae, more the unfamiliarity with~
"Quite sure." Rerir approached him, but didn't dare look him in the eye. That didn't stop Kyryll from staring up at him unabashedly, trying to capture any glimpses of red he could. "At least, if you wanted to claim me mad, I would say there is a method to 𝘮𝘺 madness."

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December 2, 2025 at 7:59 AM
// goodnight... i can't stay awake... i will simply perish
December 2, 2025 at 7:18 AM
// have a presentation later today and so i will be late with replies. locking in on my assignment and will sleep after~
December 1, 2025 at 1:27 PM