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It's the anniversary of Crepus Ragnvindr's passing, and also Diluc's birthday. For the first time, the brothers pay a visit to their father's grave together.

Here’s my last-minute contribution to Diluc month this year haha

Happy birthday to the bestest standard character :D

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35. “I just wanted to let you know I think you’re really beautiful.”

A/N: Okay I had a LoT of fun with this one. I’m actually pretty proud of this and it got a little longer than I’m comfortable forcing on people’s dash sO - under the read more it goes! Have a little preview (＾＾)ｂ

Warmth. Blanket. Rain. Television. No obligations. All in all, it was what Dan would consider a perfect evening. A soft fleece blanket spread across his lap. The rain falling outside washed away the stress of the previous weeks; not too heavy but not a sprinkle either. The TV muttered quietly in the background, taking a backseat to the conversation on the sofa. Most importantly, there was a beautiful bundle of sunshine next to him, warming him up from the inside. The sunshine had a name, quite possibly the most beautiful name ever uttered: Philip Michael Lester. Phil.

Their hands were interlocked underneath the blanket, Phil’s thumb rubbing slow, gentle circles on the back of Dan’s hand. He was talking about his day, probably a new video idea - something about the rain and the postman and his emoji pants. But Dan wasn’t really picking up the words. He was lost in another world. Rather, two twin worlds. Two ethereal orbs, blue from a distance...but Dan always looked underneath the surface. Among the sky blues, the colors of wind-blown grass and sunflowers danced - but they held so much more. They told stories of excitement, longing, awe, laughter. They were pools of creativity, truly windows to his soul. They were Dan’s anchors. Framed by delicate lashes and topped with adorably expressive eyelashes, they were the center of his face. Dan’s personal favorite. His nose, which Phil said made him look like Voldemort, was also something Dan treasured. Though eskimo kisses were rare between the two, Phil’s nose was perfect for the action. It crinkled and wrinkled when he laughed or smiled, adding the perfect touch to that trademark Phil cheerfulness. Finally, his lips... The first he’d ever felt comfortable pressing his own to. Well, no, more than comfortable. It felt like home. He tasted like home. They were slightly uneven, pronounced when he let his jaw drop, but to Dan that was even more perfect than symmetry. The bottom lip, thicker than the top, made Dan’s heart flutter whenever Phil bit it. And when they parted to reveal his pearly white teeth, that knee-weakening smile - Dan didn’t know what to do with himself. “Dan? Did you catch any of that?” He blinked, caught staring without a single way out. But after a brief pause, he gave a breathy chuckle. “No, I didn’t.” “W-“ “I was busy.” “Doing...?” Dan shook his head, a fond grin bringing out his dimple. He swore his world felt brighter every time he realized Phil was his. “Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?” “Oh, Dan-“ “Don’t!” he held up a finger. “Don’t say anything. I mean it. You are the most...captivating, stunning being I have ever met. And I’ve been dying to kiss you but you wouldn’t shut up.” Phil cocked his head to the side (oh God, a smile tugged at the corner of his lips - tugging his heart along too). “...Consider me shut up.”

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“You don’t have to look so surprised,” Kaeya chuckled, taking up the bowl of soup and stirring it. “It’s not like you don’t know what happened.” The joke cut deeper than Kaeya probably intended it to, and Diluc’s jaw tightened. “Yeah.”

Chapter 15, Where the Windmills Gaze West

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Unmasked though he was, Varka only saw a stranger standing over him. There was no way he'd see those split-ends the same way again. Had he ever seen them the right way in the first place? "You bastard," he sobbed, to the smoke that curled upwards in Crepus' wake.

Where the Snowfall Turns Red — set to release March 30th, 2026

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapter 1 of Where the Snowfall Turns Red is now live!

This fic is not as wholesome and sweet as the one it preludes, Where the Windmills Gaze West. It tells the story of Crepus Ragnvindr and the origins of the Delusion he held, of Varka and his struggles with the new position of Grand Master, and of "the Ringleader" La Brighella, 10th of the 11 Fatui Harbingers.

Thank you to everyone who helped me hype up this work since WtWmGW's end, and thank you to everyone who had to endure paragraphs of me yapping about ideas lmao

Enjoy!