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I’m alive hahaha

okay haven’t posted anything on this blog in… like… over a year? Ooops

let’s just say life has been mentally draining, a LOT of changes happened and I haven’t been able to write for a while. Or be active on tumblr at all 🥲

ANYWAY my goal for 2023 is to write a bit more fan fic, especially bc I took a creative writing course this semester and I started to get back into writing since it started!

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Shezhnaya and Dendro? 👀 honestly I love it

Okaokayaomay so I did this "what is your vision thing on Twitter" and I just ... 🥺

Link

(feel free to play and share! I'd love to see 👀)

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I need a detailed discussion post or video about the end of act three because I am losing my mind and sleep over it

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I have yet to play the second and third act of the current Albedo event quest, but couldn’t dodge all the spoilers for it. Don’t have time to write out a full fledge fic, but let me share my somewhat angst Kaebedo thoughts under the cut 😌 and generally for Albedo ehe

As far as we know there are three Albedos. Our Albedo with his star, the Flower Albedo and Prototype 1 Albedo (maybe there are more?). At least that is what I got out of the spoilers. Flower Albedo seems to be dead, so we are left with the other two.

Albedo spend the entire last month on Dragonspine, still trying to figure out where is double is and how to finally get rid of him. The fact that Sus!Bedo is not only an inconvenience but also an incredible danger for those Albedo holds dear is really doing a number on his nerves.

But even Albedo can’t stay on Dragonspine for forever to find his double, once in a while he has to get down that mountain. And see those he cares about. Klee and Kaeya for example.

So when Albedo returns to the KoF headquarters Jean is somewhat irritated at the fact he’s already back. He just left three days ago for Dragonspine, what is he doing here again.

Albedo never felt stupider at that point, of course the other one would mingle with the people of Mond while he was away. How stupid of him to give that imposter of his such an opening.

When Albedo asks Jean if she has seen Kaeya, she tells him that he’s been gone for three days now and she would like to know that too.

Honestly at this point my mind is blank, but I see Albedo being somewhat uneasy, making the connection that maybe Sus!Bedo is responsible for Kaeyas missing. The KoF aren’t really worried at this point, rather annoyed at max, because it wasn’t unusual for Kaeya to just be missing for a few days when he was gathering intel.

Still there was this lingering uneasiness in Albedos chest, especially because he didn’t knew if Kaeya noticed that Sus!Bedo wasn’t him.

Albedo loves and trust Kaeya, but still he hasn’t told him the entire truth about his origin and what he is. Too afraid that Kaeya might reject him (same goes for Kaeya, he hasn’t been honest with Albedo about his past either. Both of them know the other hides something, but are afraid to bring it up and understand the wish to conceal some aspects of them).

But what Albedo made sure was to tell Kaeya to not trust someone with his face, but not his mark (that Kaeya loves to trace with his fingers so much anyway).

With that uneasy feeling Albedo returns to his lab on Dragonspine to only find Kaeya there - well, his body at least.

Guilt, grief, anger - all those feelings crash into Albedo, take over him while he slowly walks about to the bloody body on the ground. Tears pool at the corner of his eyes.

What had happened to Kaeya?

When Albedo inspected his body, on the one hand to find the answer and on the other to make sure he was dead (he is), he notices a small bit of yellow paint on his finger tip.

That was enough confirmation for Albedo to know what must have happened. It made him sick to think of Sus!Bedo coming so close to Kaeya, to think that Kaeya would touch that reject version of him …

Though the paint on Kaeyas cold fingers definitely indicated that Kaeya at least must have known that it wasn’t Albedo who killed him. At least Albedo hoped so, the other possibility was killing him.

Suddenly he hears a familiar voice behind him - his voice. “Ah, don’t worry. I made sure that no one would suspect you to have killed him. I’d rather not lose my ability to walk freely in Mond. Also you care so much about him, I’m sure you’ll just revive him. It’s a quite easy trick.”

Albedo turned around harshly, standing up from the dead body and looked himself in the eyes. The copy that was standing in front of him had no star on his neck, not even painted on.

And honestly basically from here on out I can’t write this interestingly. The copy is just something like the Flower!Albedo, a copy that’s maybe controlled my Sus!Bedo. Because he doesn’t want to face Albedo directly, not yet. Not when he can make sure to kill him. But for now he can make him suffer.

Albedo definitely went for the kill of the copy, but not before this copy of him mocks him a bit more, telling him he should really have a close look on that little girl in red. Would be a shame if she just went on Dragonspine with him too to not ever come back.

Albedo definitely knows he’s in a bad position. He can’t just leave to protect those he loves, it might endanger them even more. But staying means those who trust him might blindly follow is double around. He can’t win except when he finally kills that double.

Also I’m sure that Albedo has the knowledge to create life just like him, so it would be easy for him to bring back Kaeya to life.

Don’t even know if it would be in the possible realm of the alchemist BUT imagine the angst if Albedo just - makes Kaeya forget about them. About their time together, the nights they spend in secret, the small little ways they told each other they love one another. I absolutely love Kaebedo, but the angst of Albedo making Kaeya forget all about them for his own safety. Working in a sense of distrust and dislike towards the chief alchemist. Hoping that way Kaeyas contract with the other Albedo is on a minimum.

Or you know Kaeya just stays dead and Albedo has to get rid of his body in a way no one will ever find him, because it’s way more convenient to Kaeya to just go missing 🥲

As you can see none or this is actually thought through, I even have several Albedo x reader angst scenarios but WHERE IA THE TIME

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will I ever post the long-ass rant thing I wrote about the use of gn!reader with afab/amab tags in fanfic culture and how it reminds me of the misuse of top/bottom in the past and that saying gn!reader but afab is just absolutely nonsensical and that cis people maybe need to... stop using these terms entirely, especially for fan fiction when the terms have been used by trans people to describe they experiences in a world that's so fixated on biological and binary gender

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maybe but not today

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got two five stars in six pulls (Baal - three pulls later Keqing - three pulls later Kokomi), I wish all of you this luck!!! I only wanted a Beidou con and I needed four wishes for a guaranteed four star (got her immediately after Kokomi).

Wanted to save my guaranteed five star for Childes re-run banner but oh well… 🥲

Wish I could trade or even gift someone Kokomi who really wants her, i’m fine with her but also… I don’t want to fight the Hydro hypostasis, it stresses me out so much.

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I unlocked friendship level 4 with Baal (also I’m calling her Baal for simplicity sake and for those who haven’t finished the Archon Quests + her Story Quest yet) and honestly?

Childe and Baal would get along. Would he make fun of her for not being able to cook? Maybe. But they would definitely bond over martial arts. And hey, Childe only needs to prepare a few sweet treats to get on her good side so 👀

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Got her with a 79 pity and the fear inside me that I’ll lose the 50/50 because I got C1 Yoimiya on the last banner (but my four star luck was insane on her banner!!). But hey now I’m gonna have my archon team hehe

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*cough* so i really love your work!! i love everything your put out so far however i’m now going to request for angst mwehehrh. Feel free to reject this if you aren’t comfortable!!

archon x albedo but they break up with him because they still haven’t moved on from their past lover that was slaughtered and felt it would be unfair if they stayed with albedo if they still loved someone else? Thankyou!!!

don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry

I'm so sorry that it took this long, I have been working a lot the past month and I've not been well mentally soooo yeah, but I'm glad I finally finished it! I was suprised myself at what I wrote, I only had to write an ending for this so ouch haha

thank you so much for your kind words I’m- ahhh I’m so happy that you love what I shared ( ˙꒳​˙ )

I’m so insecure with my writing so it’s reassuring to hear such kind words!

about the request: ooooOOOH I love this!!! And honestly my mind went directly into thousand different directions to make it even MORE angsty ahaha poor Albedo ( ╥ω╥ )

Genre: Angst, Hurt, no comfort, a bit fluff in between but it's more bittersweet

Rating: SFW

Content Warnings: mention of Khaenri`ah, mention of blood

Word count: 1,811 words

Characters: Albedo, gn!dendro Archon reader

Format: Text

Fic is under the cut!

“-and I think it is best to go separate ways from now on.” Ah, how peculiar. What is this strange feeling in Albedo’s chest? It feels like there is no air in his lungs anymore, an unsettling feeling spreading from his stomach through his whole body. Feverously he searched his mind for a reason for your words. Go separate ways? He heard what you said, but at the same time he did not understand the meaning of your words. Albedo stood there in your shared bedroom, stiff as a board his eyes pierced through you, no longer looking at you. It was as if you weren’t there.

“Albedo?”, your head peaked through the door of his office, sending him a smile. He peaked up from the work on his desk, strands of blond hair falling in front of his eyes. “Ah, (Y/N), hello,” curling his lips into a small smile at your sight. You stepped into the office, walking around the table, and leaning on it right beside him. His eyes were fixed on you. “Busy?” you asked as you brushed the strands of hair back behind his ear. A faint blush crept unto his face; you wouldn’t have noticed if it weren’t for how close you were to him. Clearing his throat he looked back down on the papers in front of him, answering your question. “Umm, well yes. The next expedition to the Dragonspine and my experiments need to be organised, though the formalities of filling out the forms for Jean is nothing that I am interested in.” He heard you chuckle at his words, wondering what was so funny about them. “I wonder”, you began, leaning down to him, so close the tips of your noses nearly were touching, “if is there something here that might interest you more.” “I supposed, there is,” he said and closed the distance between the two of you with a kiss.

“Albedo?”, your concerned voice pulled him out the pleasant memory that crossed his mind. He had been quite for a while now, it worried you. You weren’t sure how he’d take it, you asking to break off your relationship. It had been quite pleasant so far, the last few months with him. There weren’t any quarrels between the two of you nor reasons for the heartbreak Albedo felt right in this moment. You both were always honest to each other, about who and what each of you were. And because of this honesty each of you valued you had to break his heart. “I-“, his voice was hoarse, it had more emotions in it than he liked it to. “I need to ask you this… why?”. He finally looked at you, his cerulean eyes filled with pain. Ah, the dreadful question you knew he would ask, but you hoped he wouldn’t. There was no use in lying to him now, to not share the true reason for why you’re breaking up with him. Though you secretly wished that you could spare him the truth.

You sat under the shadows of a tree, eyes closed and feeling the warm summer breeze on your skin. “Please, don’t move.” At that you opened your eyes, looking at Albedo sitting across of you with his sketchbook and a pencil in his hands, sketching a portrait of you. “You quick with your hands, I doubt my small movements would change anything that you draw,” you said in a teasing tone, earning a raised brow from him, but no comment. There you were, the two of you. Sitting in the shadow, a comfortable silence surrounding the both of you. You watched the way Albedo furrowed his brows, looking up to you and then down to the paper, for him to sigh in frustration and starting a new sketch. “Somethings wrong?”, it has been the fourth piece of paper he rips out of the book and tosses aside. “I seem not to be able to capture your features correctly, something always is a bit off.” “Let me see,” you lean forward trying to grab one of the sketches he tossed away, but Albedo was quicker to snatch them away. “Don’t,” he says, hiding the pieces of paper behind his back. “Oh, come on, Bedo. I wanna see, I can’t look that bad” you joke, moving closer to him hoping to get a peak at his fifth sketch. Before you could even come close to taking a look he closed the sketchbook, denying you access to it. “No matter how often I try to draw you, it never does you justice”, he sighs, pinching the bride of his nose. You were close enough to him now to lean your head on his shoulder. “You know, it is quite the challenge to get the godly features of me right,” taking his hand, intertwining your fingers with his. “But I’m sure in all of the centuries I’ve lived through you might be the first one to succeed at it.”

You took a deep breath, dreading the answer you were going to give him. There was no way to sugar coat it and you were sure Albedo wouldn’t want to hear a long winded explanation if it wasn’t needed. Like a bandaid that needs to get ripped off you decided to do it as quickly as possible. “I don’t love you. I’m sorry, Albedo.” At your words Albedos heart was shattering into thousand small pieces. He swallowed hard, trying to suppress the tears that were trying to fall from his eyes… still, he had so many questions for you. His mind was racing, but all he could bring out was again the same question as before. “Why?”

“Albedo, please believe me when I say I wish I could. I wish I would love you, the way you deserve it. The way I want to, the way I still love them. You mean a great deal to me, please believe this. The time we spend together was time I enjoyed and that’s why I feel the need to be honest with you now. I hadn’t said anything before because I believed I could open my heart again, open it up for you. However it seems it’s impossible for me and I am so sorry for it. I shouldn’t have led you on like this…”

Blood curling screams were filling the streets of a small city that did not exist anymore. War was always present in Teyvat, there have been the past thousand years without it, but before that? The land was filled with the blood of mortals and god alike, the first ones killing each other in the names of the second ones. The reasons for most of the wars were laughable. One started them out of hurt pride, the other to broaden their territory and a third just out of sheer boredom. Not caring a bit about the humans that were caught in the crossfire of the gods. So when the Archon War began, similar to the ones before but just the scales were so different. There you were, a small deity. The god of the woods as they called you. You never liked the blood shed, it poisoned the earth so that no plant was able to grow. Before you were able to just avoid the wars, this time around you had no choice. And in the middle of this war you met someone astonishing. Until this day you couldn’t say if it was a curse or a blessing that they made their way into your life and your heart. All you know now is just the deep grief that is always there with you since they are gone. In the middle of bloodshed and darkness that the Archon War brought with it you found someone who made you forget the horrors of it, who made the burden of the crown easier when you rose to the position of the Dendro Archon after it - a position you didn't want at first, it falling into your hands by mere coincidence. After that you spend some marvelous years with that one person by your side, but even those who aren't entirely human are mortal, even gods can be killed. With another War that came, they left your side, wanting to protect you, to protect Sumeru. Brutally slaughtered by the hands of an enemy that envied your position, your power. Now all what remains of them is the dry earth. The massive woods of Sumeru turned into deserts, a consequence of your grief. And when the day came for another war, more blood and destruction at Khaenri`ah you decided to leave. To cut all ties with Celestia and give up the seat you never wanted in the first place.

Albedo knew most of this. He knew who you are, he knew of your nature before you made him fall in love with you. You never just told him about your past lover, too much did their loss still hurt and, what you were ashamed of admitting, too much did Albedo resemble them. In the silence of the shared room you finally told him what orginally drew you to him - how much you really wished you were able to love him for himself and while yes, you liked him very much, it was someone else you saw in him when you kissed. Someone else you wished he was. At first you didn't knew it yourself, in the beginning you really believed it was possible for you to find new love... but you still wished most days they were with you. It was time to be honest with him, to speak the truth, no matter how much you hurt him. "Albedo...", you began slowley, your voice drifting to him, but what sounded like a sweet melody just hours before now makes him feel sick. "Don't." he interrupted you. "I thank you for your honesty and for telling me the truth, but I don't need to hear more." With that he left the room, making his way towards his lab on Dragonspine. Not one person in Mondstadt would think of Albedo as a dumb person, everyone says how they are impressed with how smart he his... so why does he feel so stupid right now? He was a fool to believe that he was loveable, that someone saw him for who and what he was, not what they wanted him to be. For now he just wants to be alone again, surround himself with his work and ignore these feelings in his chest. The heartbreak, the betrayel... but also the feeling of relief. Albedo did wonder how much it would've pained you if he ever loses control, but now this is not a concern anymore. And still, as he made his way up Dragonspine he couldn't help the frozen tears coming spilling from his eyes.

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is that the...?-

the windows xp tumblr theme for my blog? yes, yes it is.

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sshh they’re communicating

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Sadly I got the Archon quest spoiled and I can’t even finish the Anti-Shogun training (never has a quest made me so angry since… idk assassins creed? No, Witcher 3 and trying to fight that one vampire dude in Blood and wine… tho that was fun and rewarding somehow the Anti-Shogun training isn’t tho!! It’s just frustrating like when you can’t finish a quest or have trouble with one because of a bug, not because it’s too challenging!). Honestly I feel so sad right now because this. Now I’m not even that invested in the story bc I got spoiled the stuff with the Fatui… and I really did try to dodge spoilers but apparently you have to rush through the story to enjoy it without spoilers ugh. But also anyone else feeing frustrated with the quest? I looked up so many guides for it but somehow I still don’t seem to succeed at it. Maybe if I play on my computer again it’ll be easier but my ping is horrible lately and what about the ppl who only play on mobile??? I heard it’s harder to do on your phone but oof it really shouldn’t be.

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eheheheheh

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I literally can’t sleep right now because I ate something ✨spicy✨ earlier and I shouldn’t have finished eating it after I noticed it that it was too spicy for my liking 🥲 (and knowing full well that my stomach can’t handle spice at all). But I was hungry and stupid and now I’m laying in bed with stomach ache and feeling sick… so I was inspired to write this (on my phone so the formatting is a bit weird). In those sense I am a Chongyun kinnie I guess. Now excuse me while I try to get a bit of sleep, I have therapy and work tomorrow and I really need a good nights rest for both.

Idea: Thoma invited you over to cook you dinner, but he underestimated how sensitive your stomach is (compared to his own… Thoma would probably eat the dubious meal from Botw without batting an eye)

Characters: Thoma x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

Content warning: mention of feeling sick, mentioning the preparations for vomiting, like getting a bucket etc. (but no actually vomiting takes place, this is the CN for all the other ppl out there like me who can’t deal with the topic very well), very very very slight suggestiv content warning (it’s just one stupid joke of Thoma lol)

Format: i feel like it’s too long to be a drabble but it’s also not proof read so eh also I don’t know how to put something under a cut via the tumblr app so until I’m on a desktop you have to deal with this in the tags I AM SO SORRY

You knew it was a mistake to finish your plate as soon as you ate the first spoon of what Thoma had prepared for you two. But he looked at you with such a bright smile in anticipation of what you would say, how you’d like what he had made specifically for the two of you. It was such a nice gesture for Thoma to cook for you, when he asked you yesterday you accepted his invitation for tonight. The both of you had been dating for a while now, however Thoma didn’t have many nights just for himself as the Housekeeper of the Kamisato Clan. So it was very nice for him to spend his first night off in a while cooking for you. With all of that in mind and his puppy eyes looking at you - ah, you just didn’t have the heart to tell him that it was too spicy for you. It wasn’t even that you didn’t like the taste, you probably would like the dish, but it was just… so spicy, there was no option for a taste. It was just burning in your mouth. With a smile you just kept eating until your plate was empty, hoping the consequences of your actions would be too severe.

And for a while you felt fine, spending the rest of the evening cuddling with Thoma on the couch, listening to how he told you stories about his home with a bittersweet tone. In the middle of one of his stories, he was just telling you about a story from his childhood when he searched with two friends for one of their pet turtles, your stomach interrupted him with a loud growl. “Oh, are you still hungry?”, he asked with a slightly teasing tone. “No, it’s nothing, just digestion”, you tried to laugh it off and for a while he kept continuing his stories, not paying too much attention to the different noises of your stomach. That was until he noticed how your body started to tense up, your face turning pale. “Hey, are you alright?”, Thoma shifted, having you sit beside him now. “Yeah, it’s nothing, I’m fin-“, but before you could even finish the sentence the pain in your stomach became worse, as if someone just punched you in it you jolted towards, hugging your arms around your stomach. Hunched over in pain you could feel Thoma’s hand on your back. “Do you need to vomit? Wait a moment”, before you could even answer his question he was already on his feet, running towards the small kitchen and getting you a bucket. Just as quick as he was on his feet he sat back beside you, his hand back on your back, the bucket placed in front of you. “Thoma, really I’m fine it’s ju-“, again you were interrupted by the pain, having to take a deep breath to manage the cramp. “You don’t seem fine to me,” his voice was filled with worry while he caressed your back. “It fine, really. I’m used to it, I just need to lay down a bit,” You we’re finally able to say, giving him a pained smile. This really wasn’t ideal and to be honest it was so embarrassing for you. Maybe, you thought to yourself, that’s the punishment for not being honest from the beginning. But you couldn’t turn back time, so this was now your evening. “Okay, hold on,” before you could even understand what he mean with that he stood up and picked you up, carrying you bridal style to his bedroom. “Thoma, what are you doing?”, surprised by the sudden action you cling to his jacket. “You said you needed to lay down,” he put you down on his bed, “it’s best for you to lay down here, the couch really isn’t the most comfortable when you need rest.” Any other night you would feel something different in your stomach, nervousness, excitement- whatever, the way he carried you into his bedroom, put you down on his bet… you really wished that the circumstances were different for his actions. Was he even aware of what he was doing? “Thoma, I’m sorry”, you sigh, hiding your face in your hands. God, all of this was so embarrassing. He sat down at the end of the bed, his hand on your leg. “Hey, don’t be, it’s not your fault that you don’t feel well.” Thoma stood up from the bed, throwing a blanked over you to then make his way out of the room. “Don’t go”, you mumbled before he was at the bedroom door. “Mmh? What did you say?”, he asked and came closer to you again. You grabbed the fabric of his clothes, repeating yourself. “Don’t go, please.”

The pain in your stomach was still bad, but worse was the thought of having to spend the night alone in Thoma’s bed and him willingly sleeping on his couch, because you couldn’t tell him the truth. Without any further words Thoma filled the empty space next to you in his bed, laying on his side, his one hand supporting his head and the other hand softly going through your hair. You had your eyes closed, concentrating on your breathing, to regulate the pain but also to calm yourself down from the whole situation. Laying next to him in his bed, so close and it all felt so intimate… ah, maybe the nervousness of the whole situation didn’t really help with the pain. After a while you felt Thoma’s hand press against your forehead. “Mmmh, they don’t seem to have a fever, that’s good”, he mumbled to himself. Ah, did he think you fell asleep? Awkwardly you cleared your throat, opening your eyes looking directly into his. “Oh-ah, you’re still awake?”, he looked a bit embarrassed at you noticing how he talked to himself out loud. “Umm- yeah. Thoma,” you shifted, now laying on your side and not on the back anymore, facing him. “Don’t worry, I’m really not ill, it’s just…”, you paused, hesitant to tell him this, “it’s just, the dish you made earlier was a bit … too spicy for me, I quite the sensitive stomach and… I just didn’t want to tell you earlier, you made such an effort to cook for me and-“, you didn’t knew what else was there to stay, burying your face again in your hands you mumbled out another apology to him. “I’m sorry that I didn’t notice it, I made you eat two plates of it, without seeing that you didn’t even enjoy it”, Thoma pulled you in a hug, his chin now resting on your head. “No, Thoma don’t apologise. You couldn’t have known it, I promise you I’ll tell you in future…”. Suddenly you felt another wave of stomach pain, making you curl up again in pain. “Ah, it’s so stupid that my body reacts to a bit of spice like that,” you try to joke, but Thoma only caresses your cheek, looking at you with worry. “How bad is it?”, he asks, wishing he could be of any kind of help to you. “I’m just in pain, so it’s not that bad”, you say hoping he won’t press further on the matter. You really weren’t in the mood to explain to him what exactly it could entail when you ate things that upset your stomach - especially spicy food. “Can I help?”, his hand again at your back, slowly going up and down. “Do… do you have a heating pad or something similar? Sometimes it helps when I put some heat on my stomach.” “No, I don’t have one put… wait, I have a better idea.” With that he made you turn your back to him, pressed to his stomach with it. “T-Thoma?”, you asked nervously when you felt his hand under your shirt on top of your stomach. “Don’t worry, just trust me I won’t do anything funny,” he replied. “Unless you want me to”, he added, which earned him a small nudge with your elbow in his side. “Ouch, okay got it, not the time and place”, Thoma chuckled and then you suddenly felt the heat on your stomach. You sigh at the feeling, visibly relaxing now. You two just stayed there for a while until you were the first one to fall asleep in his arms, Thoma following shortly after you. Neither of you did expect to spend your first night together like this, but you weren’t complaining.

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Teehee I’m back~

How does ‘Thoma and first kisses’ sound?? 🥺

Thoma stretched, his fingers curling around his arm as he reached up to the sky with the other. The red jacket he never removed rose up his chest and spread just a bit to give you a better, and perhaps on purpose view, of his sculpted chest.

“After a long day, taking in the night air is refreshing, wouldn’t you agree?” He laughed, hands falling back to his sides while he looked up into the twinkling black above. You might have agreed with him, if you weren’t so distracted by … well him. The color of his eyes as they reflected the lights of the city below, the illumination providing definition to his already defined features. The calm wind shifting his hair, playfully pushing the small string that kept it together in the back. He might have come out here for refreshment, but you were becoming far to parched at his side. “Hey, you okay?”

“Oh yeah. I was just …” Suddenly, he was right there, his face just within reach and you panicked. Your feet moved on their own, hands running over your stomach only to grab onto the fabric of your shirt - for support? For ease of mind? You weren’t sure but you felt like you couldn’t breath.

“Hey, is something wro—woah!” Your slipping foot was the first thing you felt followed quickly by inertia as you toppled backward, what you didn’t expect was the feeling of his hand against your back nor the heat of his breath as it passed over your lips. “That was close.” He whispered and your fingers gripped onto his arm, the thick fabric of his jacket. Luckily, he caught you before you fell over the edge of the walkway. It was impressive, the swiftness of his response and even as your foot grazed the side of the wall, you knew he had you safe and sound.

“Thanks …” You whispered, eyes captured by the golden hue of his gentle ones.

“No problem,” He adjusted his grip on the wooden railing and worked to help you back on solid ground, “I’ve seen many people fall from these paths, though not sure why. What, did you fall for me?” He joked but when you stopped trying to help and instead began to stutter out a response, the look in his eyes and the pink hue of his cheeks made you weak. “W-wait that was a jok-huh?!” The wooden beam he was holding onto creaked and when he looked back only to have it snap in his hands, his whole persona shifted. “Hold on!” In a matter of seconds, he wrapped his arms around you, spun until you were resting safely on his chest and as he collided with the ground below, his hand guarded you to keep you from harm.

“Th-Thoma! Are you okay?” You screamed, lifting yourself off his chest. His eyes were closed and every worst possible thought passed through your mind. “Thoma??” Scanning his face, you began to shake his shoulders but when you heard a soft ‘ouch’ you stopped. “Sorry, was that too har-!” Without warning he flipped you onto your back and when he had your wrists pinned to the ground, your concern for him was tossed to the wind.

“Haha, sorry, I couldn’t help myself.”

“You jerk, that wasn’t funny. I thought you were hurt.”

“I’m perfectly fine, though I did hurt something.” His eyebrows furrowed and he gave you a pained look.

“Where?” You asked, trying to look him over for injuries.

“I think I cut my cheek, can you look?” Turning his head, he leaned down so you could get a better view but it was so hard. Your eyes couldn’t stop moving across his face and with your heart beating wildly it was getting far to stuffy under him. Shaking your head a little, you tried to focus.

“I don’t see anything.”

“Hmm, well look closer?” Just when you moved as close as you could get, he turned and when you felt his lips press against yours not even fireworks could flash so brightly. He pulled away and somehow took all of your breath with him. “Did you see anything?”

Shaking your head and slowly falling closer to the lush grass below you, you watched as he closed the distance. “I’ll need a closer look.”

“Just a bit then.” He released your wrists and rested his forearms next to you, your hands found his jacket and under the refreshing night sky, he became your only star.

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Quick update for all the new followers I got the past few days: requests and my own writing will take a bit longer to share, I have nothing finished in my drafts and don’t feel good enough lately to finish anything nor start something new. All the energy I have left is for work and the raging war in my head.