~ADDING SOME ORIGINAL WRITING, IT MIGHT NOT BE GOOD~
-- I apologize for any mistakes, i just need to get this out of my head--
Thyme staggers into his personal Study, exhausted after a long day with the men and working in the east wing of the renovations of the estate that Peridot DEMANDS get done whenever he is "home" for the winter.
its a cold yet quiet evening. he relaxes beside the window watching the snow fall 'Home' he thinks to himself.
A melancholic sigh leaves his mouth as he relaxes into the pillows, his ears twitch to the sound of a click of the door to the study opening.
"oh?!" Topaz slowly enters the study, rubbing her eyes "I didn't mean to disturb you" Topaz's voice sheepishly exclaimed, as if she wasn't expecting him in the room. she looked exhausted, she probably was wrangling the 3 children to bed has always been a professional sport.
Thyme face changes to a soft smile from the deadpan expression he was holding while staring out the window "my love when are you ever a disturbance?" Thyme stretched in his place "I hope the children weren't that much of a problem, sorry I wasn't around Peri had me running around" he rubbed his neck with his right hand "I'll get up in a second and let you read, give me a moment".
Topaz walked over to Thyme's spot removing the bangle from her braid and letting her hair free, she stopped in front of him "move" she starts pushing her way into his lap "i said scooch, I'm just gonna join you".
"H-hey!?" Thyme awkwardly shifts "I haven't even taken my hand off, it's dangerous! Topaz!" Topaz through tired giggles and wrestling Thyme for the small spot that was the book nook. Finally situates herself a top of his body, intertwining herself in his legs, resting her head on his chest, gently hugging his small waist. Thyme is always take aback by the scent of her hair smelling like a flower bouquet and sunshine; sweet, comforting and warm. once settled in Thyme finally relaxes his body around her, resting his chin on her head. as if dazed in the moment he slowly unties the final ponytail being held by HIS ribbon.
A gift, no a proclamation that this fairy is the love of his life, someone he will protect and cherish, in the world of man it would be considered an engagement, he chuckled to himself.
Topaz yawned and cuddled into his chest "the children were fine, Cobalt did more training" she turned her head to look up to Thymes face "he's magically a genius, he's so powerful… even for a nine year old, with a bit more concertation he could, NO can be a master mage… you'd be proud" her head went back into its original placement eyes staring at the snowfall outside, her eyes looking heavy and ready for sleep, though this would be the time she would read, she must have been so exhausted from all the mana used to teach Cobalt she'd rather just rest.
Thyme smiled, holding the ribbon to his mouth "I am proud" his metal hand slowly and cautiously plays with her hair, making sure he doesn't scratch her or nick her scalp. This went on for awhile till Thyme started getting uncomfortable.
"Topaz?".
"hmmm" she murmurs eyes closed.
"you're heavy and we should get to the bed".
"mmmmm" she scrunches her face into a bratty pout, and within half asleep words she manages to mumble "I enjoy listening to your heartbeat, a little bit longer my love".
Thyme relents, he will deal with the discomfort for a little longer. Kissing the top of her head "alright, for a bit" he stares at her beautiful and small face, so at ease being in his space, listening to HIS heartbeat being with HIM.
It's times like these, these little moments Thymes heart slowly melts a little bit more, the walls begin to fall, he doesn't relent to many people but for Topaz, the small blonde fairy princess who was once an mild pain in the ass, he will fold to her like a table cloth, and for once this winter in his frozen family estate his 'home' seems a bit warmer with her beside him.
All of my current Thyme and Topaz mini comics I've drawn
I'm extremely proud of them and i hope i am able to draw more with other characters
i just really enjoy MAN WHO BREAK DOWN HIS WALLS AND IS NOW MADLY IN LOVE WITH HIS WIFE
as well i have a tentative name for said comic, writing
FAE
Spice and Stone
yes, im bad at naming things
Topaz is being a buzzkill, but Thyme will do as she asks
Takes a special type of woman to make him NOT want to commit crimes XD
sorry i haven't posted here in a hot min, just been working on stuff
Some nights at the dead of night, Topaz goes outside to stare at the moonlight and think. Usually getting lost in her own thoughts, sad longing thoughts.
Thyme started taking it into account when he noticed her one night when he wanted to go for a smoke break in the middle of the night. His main reasons for smoking at the dead of night, well one he can't sleep properly usually from a mix of chronic pain and crippling insomnia and two he's away from the prying and judgemental eyes of the kids and Daisy chain.
He believed he saw her crying silently to herself and it never really left his mind
~Thyme saunters up to Topaz, stands in front with her with his hand outstretched. His normal swagger and confidence now replaced with a child like embarrassment "will you dance with me, mon cheri?"
Topaz chuckles in amusement and responds the once boastful pixie captain playfully "I'd love to captain, but... do you know how to dance a waltz?"
he is taken aback. Flushes a pale yellow across his face for he wasn't expecting a yes, then exhales sharply. with that he regained his composure, smiled his cocky crooked toothy grin to the fairy princess "quite well actually, Princess"~
Here's a small comic I made the other day that I'm just gushing over, I'm happy people have been enjoying the art of my OC's Thyme and Topaz
Fight For Me as I'll Fight for You
when Thyme and Topaz finally get together, Thyme's Sword Ribbon changes to his own colours because he gave the purple ribbon to Topaz as a form of engagement
he has a piece of her (her earing) and she has a piece of him (his ribbon from his past life)
Topaz as well gains a sword, a gold ended Needle. again topaz is a very good fighter she just would rather not fight, words can usually resolve most problems (until they can't)
I HAVE SO MUCH LORE IDEAS!
I'm so happy Tumblrs been here to help me throw out my word vomit, these two are KILLING ME (in a good way)