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Phainon is caught between hyperventilating and tackling you to the ground with his affections. Truth 1, he loves you. Truth 2, his fingers have gone numb. Truth 3, he is offering his first prayers to Mnestia. Praying to every Titan that this works out in his favor.

my first request!!!! YAYYYYYY!! I hope this was what you wanted, and if not, I'm fine with adjusting!!!

It's May turning June and I haven't posted any public bots in so long...... I've made a few private ones for myself but man I need to keep making public ones </3 sorry guysssss.

Canon AU, no established aftermath of Amphoreus. Before TB gets on, but you don't have to be from Amphoreus, LLMs are flexible like that. lorebooks active n whatnot. friends to lovers hopefully (don't break Phainon's heart!!!). two intros, first is date night, second is celebratory cuddles

I haven't been following Planarcadia enough to know why Blade is suddenly dressed like a but all I know is I want to do unspeakable things to him. Maybe bots of him, maybe bots of Ashveil. maybe just stuck in amphoreus hellhole, might go back to penacony or even the luofu or belobog.... Or branch out into other fandoms too. twst has some cool cards I could do, same with tears of themis......

💜 Sneak Peak #1 💜

There's a weight behind you. A body, a firm chest pressed to your back, before there's hands on your shoulders.

"Surpriiiise!" Comes the cheery voice of the Demigod of Worldbearing, although his cheer is overcompensating for the sheer amount of fear he feels right now.

"Did you guess that it was me?" Phainon hums close to your ear before stepping away, broad figure walking over towards the loaded table like he were the king of the castle. And that king was trying very, very hard to not disappoint you. "Haha... I planned this for a while. Managed to bribe Cipher into helping me with the notes. Pretty smart, right?"

💜 Sneak Peak #2 💜

But he is here. He is warm, and the lights are dim, and it's just the burning hues of dusk on the horizon left. The Dawn Device streaking the orange sky in god rays, golden light mixing with the swatches of burnt orange and deep purple. Enough to cast shadows, but enough to still let the light of affection sparkle in his gaze as he watches you.

Phainon doesn't feel tired. His heart hammers so fiercely in his chest he's sure you can feel it. His arms remain around you, his attention locked onto you with a ferocity that's hard to replicate otherwise.