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fic: moonlight waltz

Fandom: Octopath Traveler

Pairing: Cyrus Albright/Therion

Word Count: 6027

Objectively, Primrose’s dances were breathtaking, her movements lending her a grace and serenity that was difficult to replicate. Cyrus admired her abilities in the same way he admired a piece of artwork. He appreciated the skill and technicality that went into such artistic endeavors, but was rarely driven to an emotional response.

And yet.

Therion began to spin with intent, his body coiled like a whipcord, and Cyrus’s heart jolted.

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Therion: When you said you were magical in bed, this is not what I imagi-

Cyrus: *holds up a card* So, is this your card?

Therion: No.

Cyrus: Fuck!

Therion: Yeah, that’s exactly what I thought we were going to do tonight.

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An Open Book

In which Cyrus learns more about Therion in an intimate way… (282 word count)

Mysteries exist only to be solved.

It is a phrase that Cyrus has repeated to himself for years. Be it writing or person, he’s strived to solve each mystery he encounters. One such person is Therion, and it was a slow journey gaining his trust. It’s been worth it, however, and he’s obtained something greater than his trust: his love.

They look at each other with adoration and hard-earned trust. There is a hint of underlying fear and worry in Therion’s shying eyes that look away. Cyrus says nothing to the scarred man beneath him, lying bare to him alone. Both his emotions and body are exposed to the man he loves and trusts with his heart. However, not even those strong and true feelings can wash away his fear of betrayal. Cyrus knows of this, and dares not to betray him.

Cyrus slowly traces his scars, acknowledging each of them like words on a page. A gentle touch, as if he is handling a worn book that has experienced much, but has never been delved into. It remains a mystery until it opens up. Myriads of stories can be found within, stories in the form of his scars. None are beautiful fairy tales with happy endings, yet Cyrus insists on hearing it. For him to learn all of Therion, he cannot turn a blind eye to the unpleasantness that had unfortunately woven itself into his life.

He constantly tells him, I have faith in you. You can faith in me as well. 

Therion does not reply. It may take months, even years, for him to repeat those same faithful words to Cyrus. But for him, Cyrus would wait all of eternity.

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Therion, if you would treat your clothes with a little more respect, maybe you’d look a little less like a hobo?

Bath Time Travel Banter

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Hello! Prompts #5, 58, and 71 for Therius lol

Hello, hello! Here ya go ;) 457 word count. (Implied NSFW ahead oho)

5) “You know, for a genius, you’re kind of a dumbass.”

58) “Are you trying to seduce me?”

71) “Just shut up and kiss me already!”

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First of all, I love your ideas and your writings

Thank you very much! 500 word goal anymore)

27) “Do you believe in true love?”

71) “Just shut up and kiss me already!”

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Moon’s Star

Doing >500 word count drabbles using some prompts to hopefully get back into writing more, here’s a little something for Therius <3 (371 word count)

Cyrus lights yet another candle with a snap of his fingers, channeling weak fire magic to the wick. He puts the exhausted candle aside on top of a stack of books he has finished reading. The scholar eagerly rubs his hands together with a glint of curiosity and excitement in his eyes. He opens the cover of the tome up, only to hear an unexpected sound.

Knock knock.

All enthusiasm disappears with a confused blink. Cyrus swiftly turns around to the window behind him, first reacting with a tilt of his head, then he goes to open the window up.

“Therion,” he questions, “what are you doing here?”

The white-haired man disapprovingly frowns. “…I don’t care for closing hours. Let me in.” His expression softens as his tone becomes sarcastic. “Pretty please.”

Cyrus wouldn’t mind doing what he said if it wasn’t for the moonlight shining so beautifully on the other man. There’s an ethereal beauty to him, his white hair glittering like soft snow and his leaf-green eyes appearing gentle. It seemed they only became peaceful around-

“Cyrus.”

“O-oh,” Cyrus snaps out of his trance and tears his eyes away for a mere second, stepping aside. “My apologies.”

Therion waves his apology off and immediately heads to Cyrus’ bed. It’s well-made and appears it hasn’t been touched in days. The thief sits on the bed with a heavily relieved sigh and takes his beat-up shoes off. When he looks up and makes eye contact with Cyrus, he quickly pats the bed and Cyrus immediately understands.

“You knocked on my window at three in the morning to cuddle?” Cyrus asks, disbelief in his voice as he steps closer.

“Is it a surprise at this point?” Therion questions in turn. His eyes dart away and he fidgets with his hands. “I just wanted to see if you were sleeping yet. And of course you’re not.”

“I’m quite familiar with studying through the night into sunrise-” Cyrus pauses when Therion looks back at him, his brow slightly furrowed and his lips beginning to form a small pout. “-however, for you, dear Therion, I will rest tonight. Late as it may be.”

Therion’s smile was like the brightest star in the dimly lit room.

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this is the true ending

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@incorrectoctopathtravelerquotes

The one post that talked about Therion and Cyrus being sloppy ass drunk in a tavern is the funniest thing I read so far. This is 100% canon, change my mind.

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fun fact, Cyrus wears heels and if he took them off he’d nearly be at Therion’s height (at least if you just eyeball the official art)

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alright hear me out; since Therion is such a butthead to Cyrus in their first few banters (i haven’t gotten to ch4 and beyond, no spoilers pls), what if he slowly lets Cyrus in? like the poor man tries so hard to be Therion’s friend or at least be accepted for being a scholar/just himself in general. Therion starts to find himself admiring Cyrus for being so determined to be genuine friends, his stubbornness reminds him of himself. So Therion tries being nice to Cyrus, even listening to a few lectures of his. After spending more time together and overall learning more about each other, Therion accepts that Cyrus isn’t completely like other scholars. He learns to overlook how pompous Cyrus is bc afterall, Therion himself isn’t totally humble. Plus Cyrus is a genuine good person behind whatever book he’s dove his nose into.

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okayokay so i havent finished therion's story yet but like,,, au where the dragonstones turn there users into dragons and therion gets turned into one by the ravus family,, imagine how afraid he'd be and confused from the transformation ,, and the only person who could even approach him without getting attacked was cyrus (tbh i dont know what the dragonstones do but COULD YOU I M A G I NE)

YESS OF COURSE CYRUS, he’s intrigued by this dragon that’s awfully similar to a human in either appearance and/or behavior. but if he knows it’s Therion and he’s unable to communicate, then Cyrus would try and help him out of the dragon form bc he’s certain that Therion is scared and frankly, Cyrus just wants his Therion back. He’s perfectly cool with his whole dragon form, so long as Therion is able to switch in and out of it. We do have a drabble idea where Therion slowly starts to become insane from the dragonstones and Cyrus tried to help him but is constantly pushed away. BASICALLY it’s angsty stuff

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Therion: My boyfriend is too tall for me to kiss him on the lips. What should I do?

Primrose: Punch him in the stomach. Then, when he doubles over in pain, kiss him.

Tressa: Tackle him!

H'aanit: Dump him.

Olberic: Kick him in the shin!

Cyrus: NO to all of those! Just ask me to lean down!

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Cyrus: *applying chapstick*

Therion: What flavor is that?

Cyrus: Oh, it’s cherry flavor.

Therion: Can I try?

Cyrus: *hands over the chapstick* Sure!

Therion: *kisses him* Holy shit it does. *leaves*

Cyrus: *cyrus.exe has stopped working*

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IF SOMEONE COULD DRAW DANCER THERION AND DANCER CYRUS TOGETHER, THAT’D BE THE NUTTIEST THING TO EXIST

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Therion’s Chapter 2 Banter w/ Cyrus (Text Format Due to Length):

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