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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 29/06/2026

archiveofourown.org/works/87572686

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 06/04/2026

Wrote a second chapter for Dragon Girls Blabbing archiveofourown.org/works/709102...

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 18/03/2026

archiveofourown.org/works/81415501 Kiana accidentally says the quiet part out loud

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 14/03/2026

Vanilla Cake ~800 words archiveofourown.org/works/81177166

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"Got anything sweet?" Siegfried asked as he kicked his boots off in the foyer. "I could go for something sweet."

Kiana slipped out of her own shoes and slid to the kitchen, inspecting cupboards and drawers as she went. "Uuuuh we got some cookies, some protein bars that taste like candy bars, dried fruit, uuuh..." She checked the freezer for ice cream — no luck. But in the fridge... "Vanilla cake!"

Siegfried stole a beer from the fridge door, popped the cap bare handed, and took a swig. "Vanilla cake sounds great. Wait. You didn't make it, did you?"

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 16/02/2026

New #KiaMei vignette archiveofourown.org/works/595340...

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 10/02/2026

Nothing new for #FuHua 's birthday. Have an old PardoHua: archiveofourown.org/works/57316300

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 26/12/2025

Herrscher of the Void gets a cat - Chapter 2 ~2000 words archiveofourown.org/works/735335...

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 03/12/2025

Yuru Camp short. archiveofourown.org/works/75184236

Title: just a quick solo camp
Summary: On her first solo camp in years, Rin thinks of someone special.

The lake glows under the light of the moon, but it’s a cold light. For warmth, I rely on my little campfire, my curry cup noodles, my big overstuffed blanket. I settle into old routines quickly, despite the many years between this solo camp and the last one; life in the big city affords few opportunities to get away. My phone still has signal; just one bar, but that’s enough. I send a selfie to Nadeshiko because I want her to send one back. Data packets trickle out and trickle in, and my patience is rewarded with a selfie taken in a warm, cozy bedroom, the frame filled with unruly pink hair and a smile that warms me more than the campfire, the noodles, the blanket. I had planned to use tomorrow’s vacation day to do some chores at home, but maybe a long distance ride isn’t a bad idea.

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 02/11/2025

archiveofourown.org/works/73533506

After being gifted a soulium body akin to those inhabited by Otto Apocalypse, the de-powered entity known as Herrscher of the Void strikes out on her own to some corner of the world away from everyone she’s known, friend or foe. And yet, a little feline is set to dispel her solitude.

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 24/10/2025

Revisiting an old Trails x Honkai 3rd crossover fic. It has Laura/Fie, Raiden Mei getting isekai'd by an incompetent cult, and maybe I'll finish it some day.

“Honey, I’m home!” I said as I kicked off my boots. Chicken soup and herbs and fresh baked bread perfumed the flat. After the chill of Crossbell’s autumn and the freezing cold of the cult’s caves, it felt like a warm hug. “This is the guest I texted you about.”

Laura turned off the orbal stove, undid her apron, and hung it back up on the hook in the kitchen. She was dressed in a soft sweater from Nord and blue jeans that showed off her legs. She greeted Mei the way I thought she would. “Your outfit, the way you carry yourself… Are you a student of the sword as well?”

Mei’s eyes sparked with warm, red lightning that matched her eye makeup. “Yes, I am!”

Ugh. Sword girls.

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 16/09/2025

New Story! archiveofourown.org/works/70910241

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 02/09/2025

I write to make myself hungry.

On a simple white plate rimmed in gold, the pizza toast burger of my dreams shone bright as the sun at high noon. The patty, swaddled in melty mozzarella-like cheese and dressed in a rich tomato sauce, sat on a pillowy slice of sourdough toast that had been crusted with this world's answer to parmigiano reggiano. Bright green herbs, stems and leaves, lounged in the sauce like glittering green gems.

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 23/08/2025

archiveofourown.org/works/47617126 Some of my best work in this HI3-HSR crossover. Also, the coffee recipe is legit. Try it.

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 04/08/2025

I'll finish writing this Honkai Impact supernatural detective fic one day

Hua and I lived in the apartment above our business, so my commute consisted of a short flight of stairs. The "Birds of a Feather" detective agency specialized in the paranormal and occult. If you think your wife is cheating on you and you want us to prove it, we don't care. If you think your wife is cheating on you with a werewolf, or you yourself are a werewolf, we're your ladies. Or, lady, singular, since Hua is in the wind. Ugh.
A small stack of paperwork waited patiently for me on my desk, lovingly arranged by our office manager, Piyo. Yes, he's a giant chicken. Yes, he's the only thing keeping this place afloat. He was taking a well-earned nap in Hua's vacant office by the time I started working.
I was halfway through signing off on some invoices when Kiana walked in. A white linen button down draped over her slender frame, obscuring a soft cream tank top with a neckline that plunged so low it revealed a flash of her black lace bralette. Tight, black hot pants conspired with a pair of ass-kicking boots to make her long legs look longer and leggier. A seamless steel collar hugged the base of her throat. That, and a shock of purple hair in her otherwise pure white braid marked her as Mei's property. She wore her usual armaments: a short sword strapped across her back and a semi-automatic pistol holstered at her left thigh.
I pushed the client chair out with my foot and motioned for her to sit. "What brings the Demon Prince's consort to my humble place of business?" I asked.
She placed an iced coffee in front of me before pouring herself into the chair. I took a sip. Dark roast, cream, a touch of sugar, just the way I like it. I drank it like it was water. I should probably drink more water.
Bright blue eyes peered at me over a pair of chrome aviators. "I wish I could say this was a social visit, but duty calls."
I shook the coffee, rattling the ice. "How bad is it?"
"The Arcadia Concord has been invoked. You've been nominated as an impartial investigator."

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 28/05/2025

archiveofourown.org/works/65967283 Kiana and Rita hang out. ~300 words

Rita Rossweisse, adjutant, spy, assassin, and maid of the Immortal Blades, stepped onto the balcony of her London flat wrapped in a champagne silk dressing gown carrying a cup of Earl Grey and a well-loved paperback. It was a ritual she enjoyed every weekday morning while her wife, Bianka, went on a morning run. Typically a solitary event, today was the second Friday of the month, which meant she'd have some very special company.

A sharp breeze cut through the air, catching the pages of the book and opening them to the end of chapter 18 where Rita had last left off. When she looked up, Kiana Kaslana was leaning against the balcony railing, a copy of the same paperback in her hand and light sparkling in the pink pupils of her eyes.

"That. Fight. Ruled!" Kiana shouted, though only Rita could hear her. "When Kenna unsheathed the saber of Jotunheim and was like, 'Time to put your ambitions on ice' I screamed."

Rita giggled. "I had a feeling you'd like that part. I loved the swordplay. The way each character's fighting style represents their personality is a lovely touch."

Kiana mimed some basic fencing moves. "You're such a Kenna," she said. "Elegant and poised."

Rita curtsied.

Two chapters and one more cup of tea later, Rita moved her bookmark and shut the paperback. The two women hugged, and when Rita let go, she was alone on her balcony again. She turned to look at the moon which, despite the rising sun, still hung in the pale blue sky. Rita waved.

One day, Kiana would be free to leave the moon without having to rely on astral projection and psychic tricks. Until then, Rita would keep sending her books to read and carving out time on her calendar.

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 26/04/2025

100 words of SentiHua archiveofourown.org/works/513355...

She went into the store for snacks while I gassed up the car, checked the tire pressure, cleaned the windshield, scraped a layer of dead bugs off the grill, threw out the trash that had rolled off the backseats and onto the floor, and called ahead to the hotel to confirm our reservation. She rewarded me with a protein bar and a canned coffee paid for with my own money. We took turns braving the restroom.

The radio was all static on the mountain roads so she sang for me instead, my own private concert at sixty-five miles per hour.

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 25/04/2025

I'm in love with every woman from this game.

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 17/04/2025

#SayStories Xiao Day – 100 words (Genshin Impact) archiveofourown.org/works/513355...

It's that day again. For once, I want to celebrate, but my past shackles me to my bed. The corpses of my victims are leaden anchors hooked into my flesh. Their final howls of anguish drown out my own pained cries. The innkeepers are ignorant to my anguish. It’s just as well—there’s nothing they could do anyway.

A breeze grazes my cheek, a breeze I desperately hope for but am too proud to ask for. Venti sits with me, his wine-tinted breath shaping a palliative melody.

He plays with my hair, plants a kiss on my cheek, and stays.

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 22/02/2025

"Erm, Seele, are you sure these lines aren't too suggestive?" "Not at all! This is the popular style in movies. Be sure to say your lines with conviction!"

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 13/02/2025

Artbook and commission prints from the incomparable @mofumanju.art

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Saywinde @saywinde.bsky.social · 13/02/2025

The Dynasty Warriors: Origins version of Gan Ning has three feathers in his hair. They sure look familiar don't they? They sure look like feathers of the eighth divine key: Fenghuang down. In this essay, I will explain why Koei Tecmo asserts Gang Ning is Fu Hua and Senti's son...