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Post image Fic summary: By his seventh year in Hogwarts, Phainon likes to think he’s gotten pretty good at this wizarding thing. On top of being both the Gryffindor Quidditch captain and a Prefect, he has plenty of friends and decent grades—everything he needs for a memorable but not too difficult graduation year. But when the Triwizard tournament is announced to return, and Hogwarts welcomes international guests, Phainon finds himself inexplicably drawn to Durmstrang’s would-be champion Mydeimos. When the Goblet of Fire spits out both their names, it’s sure to be an exciting year.

Fic summary: By his seventh year in Hogwarts, Phainon likes to think he’s gotten pretty good at this wizarding thing. On top of being both the Gryffindor Quidditch captain and a Prefect, he has plenty of friends and decent grades—everything he needs for a memorable but not too difficult graduation year. But when the Triwizard tournament is announced to return, and Hogwarts welcomes international guests, Phainon finds himself inexplicably drawn to Durmstrang’s would-be champion Mydeimos. When the Goblet of Fire spits out both their names, it’s sure to be an exciting year.

Trial by Fire

When the Triwizard tournament returns to Hogwarts, seventh-year Gryffindor Phainon finds himself inexplicably drawn to the Durmstrang Champion Mydeimos

sfw #phaidei Hogwarts AU for #phaideibang2026

Chapter 7 is now up with some amazing art by @inkkubox.bsky.social

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A promotional graphic for 'Rebuilding Elysium' by Aewin. The background is a field of wheat at dawn.

The pairing is Phainon and Mydei, and the fic is rated Explicit.

The Black Tide is gone. The world is remade. And Phainon the Deliverer, the man who fulfilled prophecy, doesn’t know what to do with himself. Mydei, who has always seen him too clearly, drags him back to the ruins of Aedes Elysiae and says “We’re rebuilding this. Together.”
(Or: how two men who fought side-by-side to save the world learn what they were fighting for.)

Chapter 6 of 6:  In which Phainon and Mydei are married.

A promotional graphic for 'Rebuilding Elysium' by Aewin. The background is a field of wheat at dawn. The pairing is Phainon and Mydei, and the fic is rated Explicit. The Black Tide is gone. The world is remade. And Phainon the Deliverer, the man who fulfilled prophecy, doesn’t know what to do with himself. Mydei, who has always seen him too clearly, drags him back to the ruins of Aedes Elysiae and says “We’re rebuilding this. Together.” (Or: how two men who fought side-by-side to save the world learn what they were fighting for.) Chapter 6 of 6: In which Phainon and Mydei are married.

With chapter 6, my #phaideibang2026 fic is complete!

Guests, a fancy wedding, and marathon sex, oh my...

(You know it's serious when I write a wedding song.)

#Phainon / #Mydei | 45.6k | explicit

Ch. 6: archiveofourown.org/works/788697...

Ch 1: archiveofourown.org/works/788697...

#aewinwrites

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I was part of the #phaideibang2026
The fic is yet to come ♡and I can't wait
The name of the fic is - A flowers fate written by @jumptyklees.bsky.social

I drew the cover art for the phadei fic, hope you look forward to whatever is to come 💗

#phaidei

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A promotional graphic for 'Rebuilding Elysium' by Aewin. The background is a field of wheat at dawn.

The pairing is Phainon and Mydei, and the fic is rated Explicit.

The Black Tide is gone. The world is remade. And Phainon the Deliverer, the man who fulfilled prophecy, doesn’t know what to do with himself. Mydei, who has always seen him too clearly, drags him back to the ruins of Aedes Elysiae and says “We’re rebuilding this. Together.”
(Or: how two men who fought side-by-side to save the world learn what they were fighting for.)

Chapter 5 of 6:  Phainon and Mydei harvest their hard-won wheat. Phainon proposes in true Elysian fashion.

A promotional graphic for 'Rebuilding Elysium' by Aewin. The background is a field of wheat at dawn. The pairing is Phainon and Mydei, and the fic is rated Explicit. The Black Tide is gone. The world is remade. And Phainon the Deliverer, the man who fulfilled prophecy, doesn’t know what to do with himself. Mydei, who has always seen him too clearly, drags him back to the ruins of Aedes Elysiae and says “We’re rebuilding this. Together.” (Or: how two men who fought side-by-side to save the world learn what they were fighting for.) Chapter 5 of 6: Phainon and Mydei harvest their hard-won wheat. Phainon proposes in true Elysian fashion.

Is that fresh bread I smell? And...oh, something quite a bit spicier than bread, too!

Chapter 5 of my fic for #phaideibang2026 is here!

#Phainon / #Mydei | 31.6k | explicit

archiveofourown.org/works/788697...

#aewinwrites

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A coloured painting of Mydei and Phainon positioned in a bathtub half-filled with water. Mydei reclines slacked against Phainon, both partly submerged. Phainon holds Mydei's upper body close, burying his face against his hair. There are matching sunburst markings on Phainon's neck and Mydei's left chest close to his heart. Other amenities common in a bathroom, such as a shower hose, curtain, bottles and a towel are also visible in the background.

A coloured painting of Mydei and Phainon positioned in a bathtub half-filled with water. Mydei reclines slacked against Phainon, both partly submerged. Phainon holds Mydei's upper body close, burying his face against his hair. There are matching sunburst markings on Phainon's neck and Mydei's left chest close to his heart. Other amenities common in a bathroom, such as a shower hose, curtain, bottles and a towel are also visible in the background.

A black and white drawing of Phainon and Mydei, undressed and embracing each other. Mydei has his eyes closed, hands gripping Phainon's waist and shoulder. Phainon has his face buried towards Mydei's right ear and hair, one hand hidden between them while the other is loosely carded in his hair.

A black and white drawing of Phainon and Mydei, undressed and embracing each other. Mydei has his eyes closed, hands gripping Phainon's waist and shoulder. Phainon has his face buried towards Mydei's right ear and hair, one hand hidden between them while the other is loosely carded in his hair.

Sharing the art I made for #phaideibang2026! Honoured to have made these companion pieces to the fic by seleniumboots (twitter) 🤍 featuring Mydei who attracts death on the daily, and his protective reaper Phainon ☀️🍷

Fic is linked below, so please go and give it some love! 🔗⬇️
#phaidei #AM345

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bsky.app/profile/maya...

☀️🍷
Aaaaand I am the partner in crime for this bang fic!!!! 🤩
Aaaa~~~~ 🥹this story is so amazing!!!!!! It starts so sweetly and innocently like I'm reading a Fairy Tail romance...!
DO YOU THINK IT WILL STAY LIKE THAT??👀

#phaidei
#phaideibang2026

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PhaiDei Bang art posting time!!!!!!

#phaidei
#phaideibang2026

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A promotional graphic for 'Rebuilding Elysium' by Aewin. The background is a field of wheat at dawn.

The pairing is Phainon and Mydei, and the fic is rated Explicit.

The Black Tide is gone. The world is remade. And Phainon the Deliverer, the man who fulfilled prophecy, doesn’t know what to do with himself. Mydei, who has always seen him too clearly, drags him back to the ruins of Aedes Elysiae and says “We’re rebuilding this. Together.”
(Or: how two men who fought side-by-side to save the world learn what they were fighting for.)

Chapter 4 of 6:  Mydei challenges Phainon to a spar to get him out of his heat. It gets...heated.

A promotional graphic for 'Rebuilding Elysium' by Aewin. The background is a field of wheat at dawn. The pairing is Phainon and Mydei, and the fic is rated Explicit. The Black Tide is gone. The world is remade. And Phainon the Deliverer, the man who fulfilled prophecy, doesn’t know what to do with himself. Mydei, who has always seen him too clearly, drags him back to the ruins of Aedes Elysiae and says “We’re rebuilding this. Together.” (Or: how two men who fought side-by-side to save the world learn what they were fighting for.) Chapter 4 of 6: Mydei challenges Phainon to a spar to get him out of his heat. It gets...heated.

Chapter 4 of my fic for #phaideibang2026 makes an appearance for Valentine's Day! After over half a year, #Phaidei finally get their hands on each other. 😏

#Phainon / #Mydei | 26k | explicit

archiveofourown.org/works/788697...

#aewinwrites

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Post image They’re watching some terrible Christmas movie—something about a big city journalist returning to her small town for the holidays—because Phainon is addicted to them, but Mydei isn’t paying much attention. His fingers brush over the bottom edge of that scar that runs down Phainon’s chest. He frowns.

“I almost died,” Phainon says abruptly, reaching for the remote and pausing the movie. “I—sorry. That was… sorry. I’m just… bad at talking about it.”

Mydei tips his head back, looking up at Phainon as Phainon looks down at him, their noses brushing. “What happened?”

“I was born,” Phainon replies with a dry, unpleasant laugh. He leans his head back against the couch, closing his eyes and looping his arm around Mydei’s hip, drawing him closer. Exhaling heavily, he continues. “I was born with a heart defect, a bad valve. It was okay when I was younger, but became problematic as I got older. Medication managed everything for a while, but it got worse and worse, to the point where the whole thing had to go.”

They’re watching some terrible Christmas movie—something about a big city journalist returning to her small town for the holidays—because Phainon is addicted to them, but Mydei isn’t paying much attention. His fingers brush over the bottom edge of that scar that runs down Phainon’s chest. He frowns. “I almost died,” Phainon says abruptly, reaching for the remote and pausing the movie. “I—sorry. That was… sorry. I’m just… bad at talking about it.” Mydei tips his head back, looking up at Phainon as Phainon looks down at him, their noses brushing. “What happened?” “I was born,” Phainon replies with a dry, unpleasant laugh. He leans his head back against the couch, closing his eyes and looping his arm around Mydei’s hip, drawing him closer. Exhaling heavily, he continues. “I was born with a heart defect, a bad valve. It was okay when I was younger, but became problematic as I got older. Medication managed everything for a while, but it got worse and worse, to the point where the whole thing had to go.”

Aperture, ch4—Mydei opens up about his deceased husband to Phainon, and Phainon reveals the source of the scar on his chest.

🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/78908836/chapters/208487286

[ #phaidei | #phaideibang2026 | modern au ]

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Here is my #phaidei piece for #phaideibang2026 ♡♡

Please read the amazing fic written by my bang partner @aewin.bsky.social (linked in comments)

Thank you so much Aewin for working with me!

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A promotional graphic for 'Rebuilding Elysium' by Aewin. The background is a field of wheat at dawn.

The pairing is Phainon and Mydei, and the fic is rated Explicit.

The Black Tide is gone. The world is remade. And Phainon the Deliverer, the man who fulfilled prophecy, doesn’t know what to do with himself. Mydei, who has always seen him too clearly, drags him back to the ruins of Aedes Elysiae and says “We’re rebuilding this. Together.”
(Or: how two men who fought side-by-side to save the world learn what they were fighting for.)

Chapter 3 of 6: A new beginning for both wheat and relationship.

A promotional graphic for 'Rebuilding Elysium' by Aewin. The background is a field of wheat at dawn. The pairing is Phainon and Mydei, and the fic is rated Explicit. The Black Tide is gone. The world is remade. And Phainon the Deliverer, the man who fulfilled prophecy, doesn’t know what to do with himself. Mydei, who has always seen him too clearly, drags him back to the ruins of Aedes Elysiae and says “We’re rebuilding this. Together.” (Or: how two men who fought side-by-side to save the world learn what they were fighting for.) Chapter 3 of 6: A new beginning for both wheat and relationship.

Chapter 3 of my fic for #phaideibang2026 is now up, and it features #Phaidei growing some wheat and sorting out feelings! Includes lovely art by my bang partner @ribbonann.bsky.social!

#Phainon / #Mydei | 21.5k | explicit

archiveofourown.org/works/788697...

#aewinwrites

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Post image Phainon’s apartment is a torturous ten-minute walk from his studio. Beneath his shirt and jacket, the rope harness rubs over Mydei’s chest and ribs. It squeezes when he breathes too deep, a phantom embrace, and the pressure of its bindings keep him on a strange edge. Though the distant haze from the studio fades on the street, his desire doesn’t. Phainon makes sure of it. As they walk, he’s free with his hands, touching the small of Mydei’s back, brushing their knuckles together, curving his palm around Mydei’s elbow to guide him around this corner or across that street. When they pause at intersections, Phainon leans over to murmur in Mydei’s ear. Nothing crass, nothing erotic, just promises that they’re almost at his apartment and that Mydei is doing so very good.

It’s enough to have Mydei crawling out of his skin.

By the time the elevator doors in Phainon’s building open, Mydei is so hard he hurts, and his underwear is sticking uncomfortably to his cock. He wants to tear off his own clothes, wants—

The doors close, and Phainon is on him.

Phainon’s apartment is a torturous ten-minute walk from his studio. Beneath his shirt and jacket, the rope harness rubs over Mydei’s chest and ribs. It squeezes when he breathes too deep, a phantom embrace, and the pressure of its bindings keep him on a strange edge. Though the distant haze from the studio fades on the street, his desire doesn’t. Phainon makes sure of it. As they walk, he’s free with his hands, touching the small of Mydei’s back, brushing their knuckles together, curving his palm around Mydei’s elbow to guide him around this corner or across that street. When they pause at intersections, Phainon leans over to murmur in Mydei’s ear. Nothing crass, nothing erotic, just promises that they’re almost at his apartment and that Mydei is doing so very good. It’s enough to have Mydei crawling out of his skin. By the time the elevator doors in Phainon’s building open, Mydei is so hard he hurts, and his underwear is sticking uncomfortably to his cock. He wants to tear off his own clothes, wants— The doors close, and Phainon is on him.

Aperture, ch3—Phainon takes Mydei home with him, and Mydei has a crisis of conscience with Castorice.

🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/78908836/chapters/208146076

[ #phaidei | #phaideibang2026 | modern au ]

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A promotional graphic for 'Rebuilding Elysium' by Aewin. The background is a field of wheat at dawn.

The pairing is Phainon and Mydei, and the fic is rated Explicit.

The Black Tide is gone. The world is remade. And Phainon the Deliverer, the man who fulfilled prophecy, doesn’t know what to do with himself. Mydei, who has always seen him too clearly, drags him back to the ruins of Aedes Elysiae and says “We’re rebuilding this. Together.”
(Or: how two men who fought side-by-side to save the world learn what they were fighting for.)

Chapter 2 of 6: Phainon and Mydei find solace in each other as the new year begins.

A promotional graphic for 'Rebuilding Elysium' by Aewin. The background is a field of wheat at dawn. The pairing is Phainon and Mydei, and the fic is rated Explicit. The Black Tide is gone. The world is remade. And Phainon the Deliverer, the man who fulfilled prophecy, doesn’t know what to do with himself. Mydei, who has always seen him too clearly, drags him back to the ruins of Aedes Elysiae and says “We’re rebuilding this. Together.” (Or: how two men who fought side-by-side to save the world learn what they were fighting for.) Chapter 2 of 6: Phainon and Mydei find solace in each other as the new year begins.

Chapter 2 of my fic for #phaideibang2026 is now up, and it features #Phaidei growing closer at a solstice bonfire! Now with lovely art by my bang partner Muse (social links in A/N).

#Phainon / #Mydei | 14.6k | explicit

archiveofourown.org/works/788697...

#aewinwrites

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Post image He’s going to throw up.

Standing just outside the door to Phainon’s studio, located in an old brick building on the edge of the arts and theater district, Mydei is so nervous that he’s pretty sure he’s going to throw up. Which is ridiculous—he’s ridiculous—because this isn’t a date. It’s a job. He’s doing a job for someone else. Sort of. Volunteering, really.

Raking a hand through his hair, he squares up to the door, inhales deeply, and knocks twice.

Phainon opens it a second later, a broad grin on his face. “Mydei!” he says, warm and effusive. “Come in, come in.” He stands aside, letting Mydei into a sun-drenched corner unit with floor-to-ceiling Palladian windows. Even with all of Phainon’s equipment—an assortment of backdrops, several boxy lights, a handful of cameras, and an assortment of old tables and chairs—the industrial studio feels spacious. Open. Welcoming.

Mydei relaxes as Phainon shuts the door, though he points at the windows that look into an office building across the street. “Please tell me you have blinds.” 

Phainon laughs. “Not interested in giving the tech bros a show?”

He’s going to throw up. Standing just outside the door to Phainon’s studio, located in an old brick building on the edge of the arts and theater district, Mydei is so nervous that he’s pretty sure he’s going to throw up. Which is ridiculous—he’s ridiculous—because this isn’t a date. It’s a job. He’s doing a job for someone else. Sort of. Volunteering, really. Raking a hand through his hair, he squares up to the door, inhales deeply, and knocks twice. Phainon opens it a second later, a broad grin on his face. “Mydei!” he says, warm and effusive. “Come in, come in.” He stands aside, letting Mydei into a sun-drenched corner unit with floor-to-ceiling Palladian windows. Even with all of Phainon’s equipment—an assortment of backdrops, several boxy lights, a handful of cameras, and an assortment of old tables and chairs—the industrial studio feels spacious. Open. Welcoming. Mydei relaxes as Phainon shuts the door, though he points at the windows that look into an office building across the street. “Please tell me you have blinds.” Phainon laughs. “Not interested in giving the tech bros a show?”

Aperture, ch2—Mydei models for Phainon, sparks fly, and Phainon makes an unexpected offer.

🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/78908836/chapters/207265936

[ #phaidei | #phaideibang2026 | modern au ]

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Post image Mydei’s stomach churns. His palms sweat. He has half a mind to turn around and go home, but Castorice, crowds his exit and prevents his escape. 

“I really do think you’ll like his work,” Castorice says as they pass through the foyer and into the gallery proper. 

“As if I have any eye for art,” Mydei replies. Art galleries have always left him feeling vaguely left out, as if everyone else grasps something about what’s on display that’s just beyond him.

Castorice rolls her eyes. “As if plating isn’t just sculpture with food.”

He opens his mouth to fire back a snide rejoinder, realizes she’s right, and holds his tongue instead. She’s doing him a favor, forcing him out of his house, one of his only friends who’s stuck with him over the past year of tremendous, never-ending grief. No one knows how to deal with a widower’s pain and loss. No one wants to. But Castorice has faced even more death than he has, and she hasn’t let him pull away from the world despite his attempts.

Mydei’s stomach churns. His palms sweat. He has half a mind to turn around and go home, but Castorice, crowds his exit and prevents his escape. “I really do think you’ll like his work,” Castorice says as they pass through the foyer and into the gallery proper. “As if I have any eye for art,” Mydei replies. Art galleries have always left him feeling vaguely left out, as if everyone else grasps something about what’s on display that’s just beyond him. Castorice rolls her eyes. “As if plating isn’t just sculpture with food.” He opens his mouth to fire back a snide rejoinder, realizes she’s right, and holds his tongue instead. She’s doing him a favor, forcing him out of his house, one of his only friends who’s stuck with him over the past year of tremendous, never-ending grief. No one knows how to deal with a widower’s pain and loss. No one wants to. But Castorice has faced even more death than he has, and she hasn’t let him pull away from the world despite his attempts.

Aperture—After the unexpected death of his partner, Khaslana, about a year ago, Mydei meets photographer Phainon at a gallery exhibition he's forced to attend by his friend, Castorice.

🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/78908836

[ #phaidei | #phaideibang2026 | modern au ]

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A promotional graphic for 'Rebuilding Elysium' by Aewin. The background is a field of wheat at dawn.

The pairing is Phainon and Mydei, and the fic is rated Explicit.

The Black Tide is gone. The world is remade. And Phainon the Deliverer, the man who fulfilled prophecy, doesn’t know what to do with himself. Mydei, who has always seen him too clearly, drags him back to the ruins of Aedes Elysiae and says “We’re rebuilding this. Together.”
(Or: how two men who fought side-by-side to save the world learn what they were fighting for.)

Chapter 1 of 6: What is a hero meant to do after saving the world?

A promotional graphic for 'Rebuilding Elysium' by Aewin. The background is a field of wheat at dawn. The pairing is Phainon and Mydei, and the fic is rated Explicit. The Black Tide is gone. The world is remade. And Phainon the Deliverer, the man who fulfilled prophecy, doesn’t know what to do with himself. Mydei, who has always seen him too clearly, drags him back to the ruins of Aedes Elysiae and says “We’re rebuilding this. Together.” (Or: how two men who fought side-by-side to save the world learn what they were fighting for.) Chapter 1 of 6: What is a hero meant to do after saving the world?

At long last 'wheatfic,' my #Phaidei fic for #phaideibang2026, is HERE! It's about healing, rebuilding, and finding purpose.

Chapter one asks the question "What is a hero meant to do *after* saving the world?"

#Phainon / #Mydei | 8.3k | explicit

archiveofourown.org/works/788697...

#aewinwrites

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