#wol x themis

[bunkahi]

[yzeltia]

petunia - your presence soothes me

“Censured! Again! Why even have the fourteenth seat if my voice is to be silenced!”

Elidubus flinched as Azem threw his mask off into the wall, breaking it. Seeing his dear friend angered tested his neutrality. He wished he had the freedom to act on his first impulse so assuredly, but it was his cautious nature that earned him his seat, to foil his love. 

And in that love he was only able to watch as Azem let his temper flare. There were no words to comfort him, the decision was made. Watching Azem’s shoulders as they heaved, Themis delicately ran his hand up the other's neck then circled his arms around his waist to hug onto him. “I cannot speak for Loghrif’s actions, but in truth you only have me to be angry with. I am the Emissary, it is more fitting that I become His heart.” 

Azem tensed up under Elidubus’s embrace, fist balling tight as he was clung. His head shook, as if having some sort of internal argument with himself. “I know well why Loghrif has abdicated her role. Mitron.”

“What do you mean?”

Azem turned, grabbing Elidibus by the shoulders, expression pained. “Are you so blinded by our roles you cannot see the people under them anymore? They are like us. Mitron loves Loghrif. They cannot bare to be separated, even if it is for the good of our Star,” he stressed, taking the other's hand and forcing through his robes and onto his chest before letting his lip quiver as he continued, “To become His heart is to take away my own as you are my heart. I do not love anything more than you, even our Star. This sacrifice asks too much. We should all find a third way or take our punishment together rather than gambling with peoples’ lives.”

Elidubus stared quietly up into Azem’s fiery eyes as he felt the other's heart pound beneath his chest. Gingerly he moved to touch his cheek, offering a small smile. “There is no other way. This will happen. No more can you stand to be in a world without me, I cannot conceive of a world without you in it. I might become the heart of our God, but mine will remain here. With you.”

Azem put his hand over Elidubus’s, grunting in frustration before taking his head into his hands to hold as he delivered a rough kiss. The Emissary leaned forward, returning the kiss as best as he could before gently pushing the other back.

“Bind our aether together,” Azem ordered, wiping his mouth with his wrist.

“Azem-”

“NO! Do not call me that. Not anymore…”

Elidubus paused, then pulled off his mask, “Gelos. I am uncertain if that is a good idea given what I am to become. To tie ourselves to one another when I'm to become-”

“I don't care what happens to me. If I am not enough to keep you here then let us always have a piece of one another wherever our roads end up taking us. Themis…please.”

The silver-haired male felt himself given, hand idly reaching out to tug lightly at the string of his love’s robes. Gelos soon was upon him, pulling away his white clothing as they fell to the floor. Themis found himself barely able to keep a thought together as he was kissed and swiftly united with his ever eager lover. Once used to the fullness, clarity finally hit, allowing him to focus on their aether, finding Gelos’s to be nearly overwhelming as always. Still, with their bodies and hearts as one, binding their souls seemed almost trivial. He couldn't help but wonder why he had any hesitation to begin with…there was no other presence he was more fond of. 

Even when at odds. Even with their union being as heart wrenchingly painful as it was physically pleasurable. Even if tomorrow Gelos would be gone and the Convocation made to be only thirteen…Even if tomorrow did not come…they'd be bound forever.

[suwisuwii]

The Warrior and the Emissary

[daltheznadofart]

Feelings bleed through the lifetimes.

[varlimeow]

Let's go on a journey

[doodling-panda]

skeb sketch for mitsu on twt!

[keicordelle]

At the Confluence of Creation and Devotion

FFXIV | Themis/WoL | Explicit | 6108

When he agreed to follow Natus into the future and make a new life for himself on the Source, Themis knew it would be challenging. He just hadn't expected how much so. With the thinner aether and fractured essence of the Source, even small acts of creation are beyond his current skill. If he wants to craft a gift for Natus for Valentione's Day, he's going to have to do it by hand. In which Themis offers Natus a gift, and Natus shows him just how much it means to him.

A commission for @natus-vincer! So glad to get to work with Natus and Themis again. Happy Valentione's Day! <3

My ficlet commissions are open through kofi, and if you're interested in a longer piece like this, send me a message and we can talk!

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The half-formed spell slipped from Themis's grasp. Magic evaporated from his fingers, leaving him dry and empty inside. He winced as the recoil snapped back in his face, biting back a curse. Another failure.

Frustration bubbled up beneath his breast, in the place where once his magic had lain so thick. Even with the thinner aether and fractured essence of the future, he ought to be able to manage this much at least. All he wanted was to twist a simple spell as a gift for Natus for Valentione's Day next week. A miniscule act of creation, that was all! In Amaurot, it wouldn't have cost him so much as half a thought, much less a half day of frustration and failure. He was Elidibus, for heavens' sake! Or, he supposed, for the sake of the Twelve, if he wanted to fit in in his new world. Natus had assured him that his "somewhat archaic" speech patterns would not be out of place here in Sharlayan, but if he wanted to integrate himself properly into his new home, he was going to have to learn to adopt their customs.

Customs like Valentione's Day. What a novel delight, to have a day dedicated entirely to expressing your love for another. They hadn't had anything quite like it back in his era, and he found he rather liked the notion. If only adapting to the limits on his magic was quite as simple as adopting new holidays and speech patterns...

Well, there was only one way to learn. Themis blew out a breath, fingers flexing as he steeled himself to try again. Slowly and carefully, he coaxed his magic from where it dwelled within him, his entire being focused on the shape he wished it to take. Sweat beaded along his brow as he eased it out along the familiar paths carved by decades of creation. Light formed between his palms, his fingertips tingling as aether sparked along them. He gritted his teeth, tongue caught between them and breath held at he tried to force it into the ornate coil of metal that he held in his mind. Careful, careful....

[Read the rest on Ao3!]

[halmarutffxiv]

𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎 𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒...

[dawnsnail]

she's in the rain | chapter 1 - eclipse

“You know, I have it on good authority that if you pine any harder, you’ll turn into a tree.” "What?" said Elidibus, with a degree of alarm. “You should talk to her.”

In the place between life and death, brought to consciousness once again on the edge of the Aetherial Sea, Themis dreams. Sometimes, he remembers. But mostly, he yearns for what once was, and what could be yet again, and tries to find the reason in his unforgivable past.

Perhaps he shall never find hope or love again, and without regret, he can fade back into the quietude of death.

But what if he does... hope?

My project for Elidibus Week 2023!

Read Chapter 1 on AO3!

[cantspelldragoonwithoutgoon]

since she was already in the area u3u

one perk of shipping your tall diy blorbo with smol premade blorbos is you can make them (awkwardly) smooch even when you don't have access to the forbidden arts

allow me to elaborate:

heh.

i used poor Erichtonios as the center point to get a closeup from this angle 🙈

[lazypotaters]

"Be safe on your journey, my guiding star."

Wolthemis because I love how bittersweet it ends

[bunkahi]

Morning Routine~

[akirakirxaa]

Another commission for @hythlodaeus-mynewoldfriend, this time of their OC Conner and Themis. <3 Thank you for trusting me with them, they were delightful to pose.

[ Would you like to see pretty pictures with your blorbos? Click [here] for my commission post and [here] for my Ko-Fi. ]

[feralkwe]

Chapter 2: Like You, Only Sweeter

Rating: Mature

Characters: Warrior of Light, Elidibus | Themis

Relationships: Elidibus/Warrior of Light

Summary:

She would deal with whatever was right or wrong about it later. She was strong enough to carry the weight of what it would mean when she was home in her own time once again. Now, however, she found she was not strong enough to walk away from it.

The Warrior of Light knows it's time to leave Elpis, and everyone in it, behind once again, but can't make herself do so just yet. Pandæmonium and Endwalker spoilers.

[friendlyeorzean]

Themis and A'likh, bc smol boys deserve a happy ending ❤️

[varlimeow]

I had my eye on you from the moment we met