#tohma fanfic

[dark-night-hero]

Imagine being Genshin Men's the one that got away part 2 featuring Kaeya, Pantalone and Thoma.

Kaeya Alberich

Cause now I pay the price.

Imagine being used to be very close to Kaeya and Diluc, with your parents being close to their father, Crepus Ragnvindr. You have always been Diluc's friend every since the two of you were a baby. So the arrival of someone new, someone as pretty and cute and Kaeya was something that both of you were happy and excited of, a new member into te family, a new friend to get along to.

Imagine you were their friend, always hangout out with the set of brothers playing around and causing troubles here and there. The three of you were just unseperatable, and you were also slowly being aware of the feelings you were developing for him.

Imagine Diluc has always been a brother, annoying little brother you never had. And Kaeya, kaeya was different. Maybe it was the fact that you knew he wasn't biological a Ragnvindr and he looked a lot different than Diluc whom you had enough seeing his face of already, but he was different. His smiles lit up your mood, your heart races when he laughs, when he messes with your hair. It was different, you never want to see him as a brother or anything close to it.

Imagine things started to took a turn when Diluc joined the knights and you didn't, Kaeya did follow his steps a little later though. You watch side by side how Diluc becomes the youngest ever appointed Captain to be within the ranks of the Knights of Favonious. "He's awesome, isn't he." "Hmmm." This is enough, just being there by his side.

Imagine pursuing to become a merchant. The three of you going on a different paths with the two closely related to. Diluc was already busy enough tk begin with causing you and Kaeya to be hanging out by yourselves. And those nights, those nights were memorable, it was wonderful. The way he laugh, the way he looks at you, the way the two of you were looking at each other. You can feel it. You might be young, people might say both of you were young, but you knew, damn it, you knew what this is.

Imagine it was raining, it was raining when Crepus died and it was raining when two brothers parted ways with each other with you standing in the middle of it. "Stop it! You're both going to end up hurting each other!" "Did you heard what he said?! Are you deaf?! Crazy?! You heard what he said and you're still sticking on his side?!" "I am not picking anyone's side in here! What I'm trying to say it that you calm the fuck down-! Dilu-! Kaeya!" As you tried to interfere midway, you were pull by the back of your neck backwards as a bird like flame of fires came into yours and Kaeya's direction.

Imagine that night, you gain a pretty deep scar on your side, cause by the burn of your best friend as well as the intense icy frost that comes after it. Not only that, not only did you lost your childhood friend, but you also lost him, Kaeya. "I'm sorry." It was pouring hard as he kneel by your side. "I'm sorry." He spoke once again, his fingers slowly slipping away from yours. "Kaey-" "I'm sorry." Then he left.

Imagine, one of the hardest thing Kaeya ever did was to walk away from you that night, knowing what he- what the two of you coulf have been has now down the drain, and will forever remain their frozen in time.

Imagine that same night the two brothers fell out, so does everything connected to them, you. Dilic left without a word. And Kaeya started ignoring you. Maybe it was because out of guilt, maybe it's because of the things he said that night. But if there was one thing for sure is that he won't see you, he won't talk to you. No matter now much you begged, he never did. He was all that you have now, and you're pretty sure that goes the same way for him, so why is he okay? How could he be okay? Fuck it.

"They left." "I know." "I heard they might not come back." "... I know." "You're not going to see them? They're still waiting for you outside." "... No." And so you left.

Imagine, Kaeya has always been aware that there was something going on with the two of you. You were quite different after all, different when it comes to him and Diluc. And it was quite obvious to be honest. So when he started ignoring you after that night, it was strange and funny. How his heart would often ache just by you calling his name.

Imagine when you left, a part of him left with you too. You were... everything after all. It may not be obvious, but you and Diluc were his everything back then. So as years have gone by, things like his were on the back of his mind, long to be forgotten. Just like what he was always hoping to. Or so he thought.

"One glass of wine please!" He utter with a smile, one way of teasing Diluc as the red hair started serving behind the counter when the familiar bell rings indicating an incoming customer "And one beer for me." And there comes the ache again. As the two head turn, one red and one blue. "It's been awhile." They smiled, the same damn smile they always gave them.

Imagine after a long moment of silence, he manage to hold up a smile. "Back in town?" "Oh you bet! It's been so long!" "You should have given us a heads up before you came back." "Oh please, I don't want to hear that coming from you, who left without a word, Diluc." You joked, even giving Kaeya a side eye as you made fun of the other guy, just like the old times but there was something obviously different. The way you look at him...

Imagine it was a joyful yet silent night for the three of you, with Kaeya just smiling, butting in for a few times but just there by the side, it was quite uncharacteristic of him, just casually playing with the wine on his hand before it was time to go. "Well, I got to get going." "Already?" You pout, Diluc scoffing at your reaction but somehow giving Kaeya a look of concern. "Duty calls." He laughs before giving you and Diluc a playful smirk then walking out of the pub.

Imagine as soon as he did, he let out a deep sigh before walking towards the direction of the headquarters. And just like all those years back, his heart ached every steps he take. Then he stops, look back, then look up then down to his feet as he hold a hand on his mouth. The way you look at him right now. "Oh Barbatos." He suddenly laughs. "I'm late, am I?" He added.

"Kaeya!" Unlike before where no matter how much you called after him, he did not turn around. This time, he turn around to face you. "Miss me already?" "Yeah!" You laughs, and oh celestia. How wonderful that laugh sounds. "Let's grab a drink in sometime okay? When you're not so busy!" "Alright, but your treat, okay?" "Aww! Come on now!"

You were a wonderful experience even if you're never mine.

Pantalone

Can all this mora buy me a time machine, no.

Imagine growing up with Regrator on a very poor neighbourhood, basically in the streets. It was pretty much forgotten how the two of you first met but what was important is that the two of you have manage to stick together in tough times. Being young, broke, and basically has no one to take care of the two of you. The two of you only have each other to hold on and lean on into. That was the childhood of the Regrator.

Imagine, now that he is practically the richest man in Teyvat, there was no other things he couldn't buy at the same time. There was nothing that picks his interest. "What do you think, (Your name). It's such a shame that the gift I was planning to give Tsaritsa was stolen within the warehouse, though. I'm quite thankful the things I've bought for you was safe." "..."

Imagine they said that the Regrator was a man of desire, a man greedy for money for some reasons for they do not know where he have come from nor his goals. He was also quite close to the Doctor, someone almost everyone was too scared to talk into. There were a lot of things that came into mind when asked about the Regrator but if there was something obvious that no one talks about was the torn, ragged and almost faded picture on his office table not fiting for its picture frame that probably causes hundreds, no millions if not much higher cause of mora. And no one was allowed to talk about it.

Imagine, life was tough for you and the Regrator. But you manage to make it side by side. You manage to survive though that poor environment. Then he started making money, he starts finding a way to get you out of then damn place. You were there when he started a new goal. When he started pursuing his goal. Life was tough, it was but at least you have each other by your side.

Imagine, Pantalone was wise. He was greedy, but he was wise. You knew that, you knew him more than anyone else. So imagine one day as the two of you gets back to the old worn house, if you could call it a house. You felt a sharp pain on your chest. Causing you to frown and reach out a hand to massage it. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, just a little tired."

"I kept getting flashbacks nowadays." "..." "It was good- good old days, I suppose." He chuckle in contrast to the fake smiles and laughs he was giving other poeple specially in business. "I don't think I will be back anytime now, (Your name). You'll still be here when I came back, no?" "..." "I'll see you later, my treasure."

"Please... please please I'm begging you. Please treat her I- I'll make sure to pay la-" "Get out! I have no plans to treat beggars like you!" "No ple-" "Get lost!" As the door closes for the fifteenth time that night, and by the harsh impact, he ended up taking a step back that ended up with him falling backwards with you in his arms, keeping his arms around you to protect you from the fall as he could feel you burning up in his arms, quite trembling.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck... Just a little bit (Your name)... Just a little bit." Why does it has to be this way? Eveything was doing fine. The two of you have finally manage to save up some money to start up a business and it was doing fine. In fact you would be having your profit in days to come even though you two were quite broke right now. Why do you have to be sick right now? No wait no no, he's not blaming you. Just. Fuck. If only he has a vision, if only those so called Gods could help right now, create some miracle. FUCK!

Imagine, as a new recruit fatui member carelessly and mindlessly barge in into the office room of the Regrator. Even foolishly touching things here and there in the room, as soon as he took a lift up a book within the shelf, the shelf moved causing the newbie to gasp nevertheless as curiosity got the best of the her, she followed down the road where it leads into a small cozy room but there was something which causes her jaw to drop.

Imagine, in the corner of the room was a glass like container, which contains a doll, no. It was too realistic to be a doll. It was a person. A person who seems to be sleeping but the newbie knew really well that that was a corpse. Talking a few steps to get a closer look. She noticed that the corpse was well dressed, be it on the silk that made up the clothes, the jewellery that compliments the overall looks of it to the shoes and even the (hair color) hair that seems to the styled by the best hair artist in teyvat. It looks like tons of mora was wasted on such corpse.

"I would have understand if they were alive, in fact it would have been worth the mora if they were only alive. Is it the hobby of the Regrator to dress up such thing? Such a weird hobby." "Are you done?" "Ah sir!" As the newbie was about to turn around, she couldn't, already missing her head. "Ah ah, look at the mess you made, Dottore." "You'll make a bigger mess if you took care of it. See the blood already staining the glass of your beloved?"

Imagine Pantalone rolling his eyes at Dottore who just smirk before leaving the room. He already had enough of the thing that was about to happen, besides he just happened to have a new lab rat he just killed because a certain someone wouldn't leave him alone to make something.

"Pantalone." He felt your hand clenching around his. It was warm. "You're warm" You smile. "I wish we could stay like this forever." "The Doctor is coming... Hold on a little more, okay?" Despite the intense pain you are feeling right now was you tried to hold on into every little bit of consciousness you have left. "Pantalone..." "They're coming okay? Just a wai-" "I'm tired." You snuggle even closer to him. "I want to sleep... Can I sleep?" "No... no no no no no no." "Aww. Why?" You tried to open your eyes. Wanting to see him again for the last time. "I lived a good life." "No, I haven't given you that good life yet. Not yet, please. Please please in a moment the doct-" "Pantalone... I'm going to sleep now. Okay?" As you shut your eyes forever, never once did the doctor came.

"I'm sorry, look at how messy the room has become." He apologizes as he approaches and hold on into the glass were you were being contained and preserved. "Since no one is allowed to enter this room other than Dottore, I would have him clean up the room." He sigh before pressing his forehead on the glass. "He said it woulk take time and money to find a cure for you but don't worry. I would be willing to spend all the money in the world as long as you wake up again, okay?" "..." "I cannot wait for that day to come so for now I apologize but you have no choice but to stay asleep."

I'm sorry for leaving so early, for leaving you all on your own to face the world, I love you.

Thoma

In another life, I would make you stay.

Imagine you were his childhood friend, his best friend, his partner in crime and the list could go on for so long as the two of you basically grew up together. His father being on of the servants within your household and him being allowed to stay whenever he would come to Inazuma after the vacation of his father back in Mondstand. To Thoma, you were someone whom he knows very well. After all, you were his first master to serve before the Lord of the Kamisato in present times.

Imagine you were the heir to one of the prestigious clan within Inazuma. And as the heir comes with responsibility, the training was very harsh and strict, you could never let your guard down even for a child who should only be enjoying wonderful things in life. But you are different, those (hair color) hair and (eye color) iris that your clan seems to worship, the true appearance and characteristics of a heir they say that would only come once per generation. It was nothing but a curse to you.

Imagine growing up in a strict environment. With your younger siblings basically neglected from the parental things that one child needed, you were the one to fill in the role for them. Giving them all your free time, making sure not to let them experience the same treatment that was given to you. Basically the puppet of the elders within the clan. To be honest it was exhausting. You knew your parents loves you at the same time the way they are treating you, saying it was for the greater good was something you hate then for. And to add the neglectful treatment of your siblings, you basically becoming the parental figure to them when you yourself is lacking one. And you hate them, you hate the freedom they have that you have and probably would never got.

Imagine that is where Thoma came into. The shy but kind boy from Mondstand who came with his father one day and started interactin with you. Following you anywhere, watching you do what you're supposed to do such as train and studies. It was strange to be honest, but the more he get to know you and the more you get to know him, the more he influences you. You started smiling, laughing. Started enjoying the little things in life you never really looked into before.

"Will you be back?" You cling into the hem of his shirt as he gives you a toothy grin. "I will, little lord-" "(First name). Call me (First name)." As soon as you said that, his eyes widen, then he giggle. "Alright, (First name)." With your little hands letting go of his shirt, "Wait." "Hmm? What is it?" "What's your name." "..." "I've been playing with you for a month and you don't even know my name?" "..." "It's Thoma." "... Thoma, huh." "Yes! Don't forget that!" Although that did earn him a roll of eyes as you turn your back at him. You never forgot his name.

Imagine the more you two grew close, the more you felt freedom within him. Maybe it's because of the land where he came from, Mondstant was it? The city of Freedom as they called it. At the same time, behind the laughs and smiles you express as he comes by. Was the more hasher and strict the rules for you had become. The more you were focused to the goal of becoming the perfect heir for them, as you should have become. It was slowly ruining you, it was slowly killing you from the inside despite the smiles and freedom you have whenever you are with your sisters, but more specially with Thoma.

Imagine, on your becoming of age. Despite the celebration of the whole village, the whole manor. You're not happy. You're not happy at all. All the unwanted responsibilities, the expectations. The lack of freedom, love. Your sisters and Thoma was all you have. They were all you have left and the music that Thoma have taught you. The music that seems to have set you free. But in order to pursue that dream, you must leave. But how could you leave?

"Are you alright?" He spoke as he stand next to you who was in the middle of the hall. "Why won't I be?" "You really look like you want to leave right now." "... Want to dance?" "Right now?" "Right now. Let's go." You urge him, standing up from your seat as you hold up a hand for him to take. And he did, with a smile on his and your face, you let him guide you in the middle of the hall, causing people to move away as you move, probably confused at the same time because this is far from the custom this country has. And this, a dance was something common to his culture.

"(First name)!" It was only after the dance that you part ways with Thoma and meet up with your sister when the youngest came into you with... a lovestruck look on her face? "Who was that guy?" "Huh?" What is this sudden feeling of uneasy? You have never felt like this before. "The one you danced with! Who is he?!" She asked enthusiastically. "I have never seen him before! Who is he?" "Huh?" This time, your lips unconsciously curl up, the feeling of wanting to laugh and throw up was building up all at the same time. "(First name). Introduced me to him, please?" Huh? "Sure."

Imagine things happened fast. One moment your sister came up to you and the next moment you were introducing her to Thoma who seems to took a liking on her. Making you realise that this was in fact the first time they have meet, your sister has always been in one of the spare houses within the village and not in the main manor. On the heirs stats in their and so does Thoma, who happened to be your best friend and one of your close aide when he was on vacation to Inazuma.

"Your sister is very kind. I think... I think I may have liked her." He laughs and so did you. At the same time something inside you broke. Was it your heart? Maybe? But for the first time in your life, the urge to get away finally kicked in as if you have lost all means of any reason to stay. So that night. That night you left, you left as you have no other reason to stay with so many things waiting for you, your freedom.

Imagine how hurt, confused, and lost they all are when you left without a word. Not even a letter. But then again, everyone in your family, sisters aside seems to have moved on easily. But eventually he does too, leaving your family clan into the Kamisato, someone your other sister was once in a relationship with too and work there while being in a relationship with your youngest sister.

Imagine years after you were gone. Came back. As the main family gathered in the estate. With him standing next to your sister, all these years staying strong and engaged. His Lord, Kamisato standing rigt across him with your other sister by his side yet knowing the cold look on his face, he knew his Lord wasn't happy. Your parents currently out the room, greeting you probably who came back after long years of disappearance.

"It's... been so long... everyone." It was a voice he haven't heard for so long. A voice he have long forgotten but knows who it was if he had heard it in the middle of the crowd. And the very moment you emerge into the room. Everything seems to stop, your smile. It was brighter than ever, than those nights the two of you would sneak out to have some fun. This time, he knew you were happy. "Thoma! It's been so long! How are you."

Imagine he don't know how to reply, his heart beating wildly on his chest upon seeing you again. He without thinking, he pull you into a hug, breathing your scent he have missed for so long. Oh Archons, how much he missed you. "Hahahahahaha missed me that much Thoma?" "Oh you little- of course I do! How have you been?! Are you coming back for goo-" Mid sentence were you pulled away from him, a pair of strong arms warped around your waist pulling you away from Thoma. "Too close." Your fiance pout on your shoulder. Huh?

"Darling, behave. Don't embarrass me in front of an old friend." You giggle but doesn't break away from your lover's arms. Huh? "Oh right, Darling. This is Thoma, the one I often told you about in my childhood, the one who taught me how to play instruments? And Thoma, this is my fiance..." he couldn't hear it. But he could hear the a cracking noise from somewhere. Was it his own heart breaking? Why was it breaking? He was in love with your sister. Why is he feeling this way? Should he be feeling this way? Wh- huh?

"What are you doing here?" You spoke as you emerged from behind. It was midnight, and it was right after the banquet that everyone was supposed to sleep when you two happened to see each other from the old stop where the two of you often meet in the past to sneak out. "Can't fall asleep?" You asked and he shook his head. "Don't worry, I'm the same. Probably home sick, I'm glad that my lover was able to fall asleep easily though, probably quite nervous into meeting my family, specially upon confrontation with my parents." You chuckle and sat beside him.

Imagine the comfortable silence, or at least for you as he was drown in thoughts. Thoughts he shouldn't be having but right now, he does. "(First name)." "Yeah?" "Would you leave if I told you to stay?" "Back then? I would probably have." "I see." "But I don't think we would work out." "... What makes you think so?" "My sister was inlove with you, and you were in the process of falling for her. You know back then I would do anything for my sisters" You chuckle, looking from to the sky then on him. "Right?" And then he look away.

"I should get going." "Already?" "Yeah, my lover would be anxious not to see me by their side when they wake up." "You love them alot." "I do." You chuckle. "I do love them alot. I wouldn't come back here if I don't." You shook your head before standing up. "Don't stay up later for so long, you may catch a cold." You spoke then messes with his hair then started to walk outside. "And Thoma?" "... Yeah?" "Thank you for staying by my sister side. It's really good to see you again."

I loved you too early, and you love me too late.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

: Fun fact, Thoma and Ayato fell for the same reader. Another fun fact, Thoma and Ayato's idea came from my fictional novel 'She was' (totally not promoting.)

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[the-daiz]

Would you be so kind? | Thoma

Genre: hurt/comfort (angst if you squint)

Paring: Thoma x reader

Warning(s): slight mention of blood/injury.

Side note: I'm not even sure what this is, um. I don't normally erite anything that heavily implies romance yet here we are yeahhhh im so tired. HOPE YALL LIKE THIS!

Not proofread, sorry about the spelling mistakes.

Posted on: 26/ July/ 2022

With motion posessing the delicacy of an angel and hands as tender as the moistened leaves of morning rain, Thoma wrapped the cleansed white cloth around the flreshly obtained wound, staining the flawless color of the fabric with the crimson fluid oozing out. Carefully, he signetured the make-shift bandage with a tight knot, in order to stop the bleeding for good.

You jolted when he gave the knot a curt tug, features scrucnhing up while you quilled back your grunt of pain. Your eyes fluttered open, fixed on the polished wooden tiles below you. You were almost lost by how perfect they were, all strawn together in faultless unison.

Their sight was captivating, you thought. Or maybe you were simply too tired, or maybe you were trying not to look down at your bandaged arm. You knew if you had, the agony would only increase, even if gruesome sight had been already masked with the white rag.

"(Y/n)?" Thoma's voice pulled you out of your hazefull stupor. You felt your chest tighten at the sound of his voice. Warm and thoughtful. Like a feild of lavender flowers, basking in its gratifying smell.

"Yes, Thoma?" It was a miracle you were able to keep your tone so steady. You continued to stare down at the floor, avoiding his blazing gaze. You needn't glance at him to know what expression he held. It was one of sadness, you assumed, worrisome and of course, concern, he was always concerned when it came to you, he was always so worried about you.

"Will you look at me?" He muttered. You didn't miss the sharp inhale he drew in. It made him sound nervous. You gulped back whatever had made its way up your throat and lifted your head up, locking eyes with him.

"Of course." You breathed out. As soon as you had made eyecontact with him, you wanted to tear your gaze away. Just as you assumed. Sadness, worried, concern, all in one expression. However, there was one that you hadn't guessed. Adoreness. Love. The longer you stared at his features, the faster your heart paced.

"are you ok?" It was such a simple question, so why did it feel like an anvil had just plummeted down on you? Your smile wavered, but only for a moment.

"I'm fine, Thoma. It was just a cut, it'll heal. Don't worry." You reassured.

"how can I not worry?" He whispered, his eyes lighting with further caring sentiment. Your brows drew inward, your smile faltering as you stared at him with starck worry. "There isn't a time where I'll ever stop worrying about you.

"I love you. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone else. It hurts so much to see you in pain. Watching you hurt feels like walking over glass." You hadn't expected him to spill so much. You hadn't wanted him to spill so much. He reached out for your uninjured hand, holding it gently before pulling it against his chest.

"And I love you so much more!" You exclaimed, jumping forward a bit. Though he didn't react. he simply continued to stare at you with misty eyes, his lips pursed together ever so slightly. You tried to steady your breathing, in an attempt to keep your feelings suppressed. "So please don't-"

"I don't want to see you like this anymore. I don't like seeing you try to hide your pain because you know it'll worry me. I'm so scared for you, (Y/n), please, don't let me see you like this anymore." He tightened his grip around your hand. All you could do was stare at him wordlessly, your chest visibly moving up and down while your breathing quickened.

"I'd do anything for you. I'll do anything for you." The onky thing you could focus on was the fondness consuming his eyes. He slowly guided your hand up to his mouth, his lips brushing against the back of your hand and planting a fleeting kiss, his eyes shut and face tight with sorrowness. With his lips pressed against your hand, he murmured. "Please. Let me protect you."

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[mysterious-czapla]

maidboyfriend!THOMA + s/o  story

 Hello again, humans, aliens and ogres

this is my another story, this time i’ll write with maid thoma

its 5:20AM. send help

category: fluff (IDK???)

characters: thoma, s/o

author’s note: maybe I will delete this, i’m not so sure about this text

TAKING REQUESTS!

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-Hey, Poppet! Wake up!-

I opened my eyes lazily, and saw our housemaid, Thoma, already cleaning my room. How was he not tired? It was 6 a.m, and he goes to sleep really late... Is he a robot or something? I got up from bed, and Thoma gave me small kiss.

-I told you, Thoma... Don't call me poppet! Not here..."

I forgot to tell you...Thoma was also my secret boyfriend. We were together for few months, and my parents still don't know about this. They can't know about our relationship, what would happen if Thoma would lose this job? This would be a tragedy! Thoma just smiled and whispered.

-Don't worry. They won't know anything, trust me. -

I couldn't say anything. I just blushed, like a stupid teenager. When Thoma saw my reaction, he just laughed and went back to cleaning. I took some clothes from my wardrobe, and changed to my school uniform. I went to the kitchen, only to see my parents sitting on the couch, drinking coffee. I said "Hi!" to them, and got some breakfast. Guess who made it... The answer is Thoma. The only minus is, he makes WAY too much food for us, and we end up throwing leftover food to the trash can. Anyway, when I got something to eat, I left to catch the School bus.

During my ride, I saw a new cafe in my city. It looked great, so I immiedately got an idea. Why won't I go there with Thoma after my lessons? We could spend some time together, without my parents knowledge.

When I got home from school, I threw my backpack and I lay down on bed. Few minutes later, Thoma came to my room in a hurry. He was really tired...What happened?

-I-I'M SORRY Y/N!-

-What happened, Thoma? What's going on?-

-I-I...-

-Yes?-

-...I forgot to make dinner. I'm so sorry!-

Seeing his troubled face, I couldn't hold it anymore. I bursted out laughing. After few seconds of laughter, Thoma looked at me, and I said to him.

-Thoma...It's okay! I was afraid that you destroyed something, or something else...-

Thoma... sometimes, he would just kill me with his behavior. He takes his job too seriously. I know he's happy to be here, but sometimes, even the best makes mistakes. My parents would say the same. Luckily, they left few hours ago for a meeting.

-Get yourself some rest, okay? Even though you're our maid, you're also my boyfriend, right? -

-Yes, you're right... Thank you, y/n. I'll go take a bath.-

When Thoma left, I cooked some eggs and bacon for both of us. I tried to make smiley face on the plate, but I failed...I'm as good as Thoma at cooking.

After 20 minutes my boyfriend came back, and sat with me to eat. When he saw my "smiley faces" on the plate, he smiled and said to me.

-This is the most beautiful smile I have ever seen, darling.-

We both laughed, and ate everything on the plate. Thoma took the dishes and came back to me.

-Hey, Thoma...do you want to grab a coffee with me? There is a new cafe nearby.-

-Oh, sure! Why not? -

After 15 minuted of walking, we sat down at the table 5. A waiter came to us and asked for our order. With every second, I was only getting more angry. Why? I could easily see how she was looking at Thoma. If I could, I would scream to her face "He's my boyfriend, not yours!". Finally, she left, but my bad thoughts didn't stop. I could easily hear the whispers about Thoma from other girls, I could easily see their looks at him... I was getting even more jealous.

When I thought that our order came, two girls came to our table and started talking to Thoma. I was about to burst our with anger, but when I tried to tell them to leave, they would just ignore me. "Oh, you're so strong...", "You're so handsome...". I could see that Thoma was uncomfortable, but then I heard something that broke me inside. One of the girls said to Thoma.

"Why would you stay here with her? She's ugly... And we could have so much fun later."

I immediately left this cafe with tears in my eyes, and I started to walk in the direction of my house. It started to rain... Could this day be even worse? Some random girls flirted with my boyfriend, they called me ugly...and now It's raining.

When I was walking to my house, in tears, I heard a voice behind me.

"y/n! Wait for me!-"

I turned around to see Thoma... Also wet from the rain. When he finally came to me, he hugged me tightly and said.

-Im so sorry, y/n... You're not ugly, you're beautiful.."

-...-

-Y/n, listen... It's my fault. I should have told them that they should leave. "

-Thoma...Do you love me? Am I really ugly?-

Thoma kissed me on the forehead and said.

-You're the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I love you.-

After these words, I couldn't hold it anymore. We kissed passionately for 10 seconds, and after this great kiss, Thoma said.

-Now, let's go back home. As your maid, I have to dry your clothes...-

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if you’re reading this: love you! have a nice day/night

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[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Bat

by Diana911 Mini fics, based on promts. Promt number 3: Bat. 'The tiny bat was perfect; small, carefully sculpted wings, dressed in a midnight black robe. Tohmas admired the little creature with surprise, with unexpected amazement; if nothing made sense, what intelligent force could have created such a delicate and fragile living creature, with its own skills, capable of functioning flawlessly?' Words: 429, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 3 of WriteTober Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Bruce Wayne, Tohmas Wayne Jr. Relationships: Bruce Wayne&Tohmas Wayne Jr Additional Tags: Tommy and Bruce are brothers, Tommy is not curel, He is just wierd, and a bit depressed, He didn't hurt his family, SO, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Headcanon, mini fanfic, Based on promts, 2022 Inktober promts, Promt 3: Bat, Brotherly Love, I guess Tommy is kind of wants to die?, Suicidal Thoughts, Happy Ending via https://ift.tt/jzLi9ob

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[xiaosmoon]

hii i really love your characterization of kazuha and your works with him !! may i request kazuha + his s/o being from the kamisato household ? :DD (ex, ayaka & ayato’s sibling)

being a kamisato

parings: kazuha & thoma x fem!reader

warnings/content: hurt/comfort, fluff

a/n: decided to add thoma :) + got a lil carried away and ended up making small scenarios. not proofread.

-> kazuha

kazuha was never phased by your status. that's really what drew you to him in the first place.

he saw you as any other person and treated you as such, besides chatting with you in a more intimate way. during the beginning of your relationship, you would sneak off during the night just to see him.

you would have a hangout spot under an old sakura tree just off of the kamisato estate. it was secluded & quite, perfect for the two of you to just enjoy each other's company.

many of your nights were spent with kazuha reading haiku to you or just listening to him play his leaf while gazing at the stars. you cherished these sweet moments with him dearly, wishing every night could be like this one.

when you had heard of kazuha's departure, you were heartbroken. all he left was a letter explaining to you why he must leave. you were mad of course; the love of your life doesn't even bother bidding you a proper farewell.

for days you weeped, sulking around the estate. ayaka quickly caught onto your unusual behavior and almost demanded to know what was wrong. it wasn't like her to force anything out of you, but she's noticed your late night  rendezvous and was worried.

not having much of a choice, you explain to her how you've been sneaking around with kazuha. "i'm sorry aya, i know it's wrong but.. but i love him." warm tears continued to roll down your cheeks. when did i start crying? ayaka sighs, but shines you an unexpected comforting smile. "it's alright y/n. i'm not judging you. let's go shopping tomorrow to lighten your mood alright?"

weeks have passed since you've last seen or heard from kazuha. all you could do was pray for his safety and selfishly wish for him to come back to you.

for once in your life your prayers were answered. "miss kamisato!" a guard was rushing towards you at full speed. "there's been a battle at misuri beach, they're requesting assistance to help with the aftermath."

without wasting anymore time, you quickly follow the guard to make your trip to the beach. upon arriving, the scene wasn't as brutal as you were expecting. you let out the heavy breath of worry you didn't even realize you were holding. "any injured?" you ask, surveying the beach. "none severely. i think we may have a few broken bones and some minor wounds..."

the guards voice became distant in your head. the sight of the boy you've been longing for made time stop. he looked as beautiful as ever, chatting with a lady dressed in red. you began gravitating towards his familiar figure like a magnet. "kazuha!" you ran to him as fast as your feet would carry you. now you were merely a few feet away from him, trying to catch your breath. when kazuha's eyes met yours, butterflies erupted in your stomach.

without hesitation, kazuha bolted towards you. you let out a small shriek as his body collided with yours. his arms instinctively wrapped around your body tightly. "y/n." his whisper sent sparks all throughout your body. seeing kazuha, being able to hold him so closely to you was a euphoric experience.

"kazuha, i missed you. so, so much." you couldn't stop the sobs from leaving you. but now kazuha was here to kiss away all of your tears. "i missed you as well, m'lady." the nickname makes you giggle past your sobs.

"i am never letting you leave me again kazuha."

-> thoma

thoma has been your best friend long before he was your lover. you swore he was the only person in the estate who understood you.

he laughed at all of your jokes, told you when your cooking was terrible, & above all was there for you when times got tough. so it was no surprise that the two of you fell for each other.

in public, you guys are the same goofy pair of friends that everyone adores. but behind closed doors, you guys are always entangled within each other's embrace.

thoma sees through the facade you put on for the public eye. he knows how much of a heavy weight you carry on your shoulders, so he tries to help as much as he can.

when you heard that thoma had been kidnapped by the raiden shogun, you had rushed to go save him. your status and position had completely flew out of your mind. thoma's safety came first.

before you could set foot out of the teahouse, the guards had seized you under kamisato orders. "y/n, you can't save him. have faith in the traveler." ayaka's word did little to comfort you.

you looked at her with pain. "he's my boyfriend aya, i can't just stay here like a sitting duck while he could be losing his vision right now!"

"don't forget who you are and who you represent. i care for him too, but we can't interfere with the raiden shogun. this isn't just about you and thoma."

you understood where ayaka was coming from. your actions represented the yashiro commission. you knew it was selfish, but you didn't care. your love for thoma outshined your duties.

for hours you waited for thoma to come back. the deepest fears and horrible worry clouded your mind. ayaka tried her best to bring you some sense of relief, but you couldn't calm down until you saw him for yourself. soon enough your anxious filled thoughts were over. thoma and the traveler came stumbling straight towards you and ayaka. "oh my goodness, are you both alright?" you hurried thoma's side to help support him and the traveler.

"we made it out alive. and with my vision. but listen..." and so thoma explained the situation. "we can hide out at our vacation home near the beach. no one will be able to find us there." you suggested.

"y/n, you don't have to come with me. you have many duties here and-" you held your palm up to thoma, silencing him. "i am coming with you, wether you like it or not." the seriousness on your face was adorable and enduring to thoma. "well, how can i say no to that face? we'll leave tonight."

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[alatusxiaoo]

cupid’s troubles?

when playing wing-mate for a generously paying classmate turns out more differently than you’d expect.

character/s: albedo, childe, diluc, kaedehara kazuha, thoma, scaramouche, xiao

“so…since when have you enjoyed playing cupid?”

you almost choke on your saliva at the girl’s direct statement. “me? playing…cupid? huh, what decides to give you that impression?”

“were you not?” ganyu clarifies with a strange look on her face. “i mean, i’m not entirely sure, but lately it feels like he knows me really well, and i get the sense that you’ve also been pushing me towards…”

“isn’t that just by coincidence though?” you question with scrunched features of confusion. “maybe he just ends up wandering in the same places we do. maybe he’s just generally nice to you.” you shrug. “and clearly he’s liked you for quite a while if he knows you well enough, to see what kinds of gifts you like.”

you don’t miss the blush that settles across her face. “but anyway, shouldn’t you be happier since you’re the one who likes him?”

“i am,” she hastily argues with a flustered expression. “it’s just, i feel like you have something to do with this too.”

“other than being a really supportive friend?” you snicker, elbowing her in a teasing manner. “it’s the course of fate, and i’m happy that you’re happy. does that convince you enough?”

“sure,” ganyu defeatedly smiles, lazily waving a hand in the air in hopes of letting the topic go.

“whatever helps you sleep at night, y/n.”

xiao, the boy asking you to play wing-mate.

him suddenly approaching you for help, was quite frankly the least situation you expected transpiring within the school year.

“you…almost got caught again, didn’t you?” “i—well, does it matter? she said she liked it.”

and him requesting you to play wing-mate for your shy friend? twice the astonishment.

��…you know i’m going to have to deduct the price again because of this—” “ugh, that’s the third time already—and don’t you dare say it’s because i suck at being discreet! you’re the one who came to me!”

but some part of you couldn’t exactly…pin the blame on the guy for developing some sort of secret crush on her.

sure, ganyu always preferred to keep to herself rather than stand out in a crowd…however, it was also an unequivocal fact that she was happened to be the reserved version of every guy’s ideal type.

and you supposed…it suited someone like xiao as well.

so there was the gist of possibly making your well-deserving friend happy, and then there was even an extra bonus of getting paid generously for your provided aid? you didn’t even bat an eye to hurriedly agree with the proposition.

(and yes, you ended up on the receiving end of his judgmental stare in that awkward moment…but you knew he wouldn’t have hesitated to do it too, were he offered the same deal.)

which is why you’ve been diligently working your ass off for the past five months, slowly but surely doing your best to get those two together!

albeit you’ll have to admit, it’s rather arduous and…perhaps even a bit embarrassing to constantly put yourself out there, and act as a middleman for the both of them. there were even instances when you pushed yourself as far as to go shopping with xiao, in an effort of pursuit for the gifts your friend considered nice and thoughtful — or circumstances where you and him would practice on how to handle “certain” moments — such and such were given much attention and detail, that part of you started to wonder at some point if it would ever be enough to get the two of them together.

but the fruits of your labor have sprouted for blossoming, and it’s all you can bask in while you slowly watch as ganyu begins to fall in love with the green-haired boy as well.

as for xiao himself…perhaps it’s nothing other than a figment of your imagination, but for the past month you’ve noticed how the boy seemed to act a bit more…unconstrained around you. almost as if he was getting used to feeling comfortable with your presence.

which is what you’ve expected in the long run together, of course. after all, you were the person he would turn to for inquiries about gifts, mindful choices of flowers, movies that you both later on discovered had a similar taste in, together planning as occasional lunch-mates when ganyu would be accomplishing other school-related priorities, fraternizing with unexpected enjoyment in arcades over the weekend (respectfully, as friends!)…

okay. so maybe the list grows longer (and slightly deviates from your initial relationship) day by day. so maybe he sneaks in a pale-red carnation or two for you, even though you’re almost certain you’ve only gushed about your love for the pretty blossom to the boy behind the counter of the flower shop. so maybe he even makes jokes and smiles at you now — none of this clearly has anything to do with such gestures past borderline friendship!

this is just xiao learning how to open up, xiao beginning to enjoy himself in your (sort of) long-time company, xiao showing his gratitude in little actions rather than brave words,

and maybe even xiao absentmindedly drowning in your eyes, while realizing that you playing wing-mate for him was clearly one hell of a shitty mistake.

thoma, his best friend.

contrary to the green-haired boy you (surprisingly) began to “work” for within your senior year, his later introduced best friend is so unexpectedly and infuriatingly,

“good morning, y/n! is that a new skirt? that looks really pretty on you today!” “oh…thoma, good morning! i’m…surprised you’ve noticed, thanks for the compliment!”

nice.

you met the blonde during the first few weeks of playing wing-mate for xiao, some time around the period where his words remained brusque and the boy preferred to be indifferent towards you. so it came as evidently shocking news, when you soon realized that his best friend was just somehow the complete and exact opposite of him.

thoma was sociable — or rather, the highly sociable one among them, considering there was always a flock of people who would follow him around hallways, and there were far too great numbers of heads turned with his mere presence and warming smile.

but how could you blame anyone for being so mesmerized by him? he was, by far, perhaps the most charming boy you’ve met all year without consciously even knowing it — and, he was such a freaking gentleman to every one of his professors and classmates! god knows who raised him, but they sure as hell did it right.

and since you were naturally required to spend more time with xiao, it also paved the way for more timely opportunities to run into the courteous blonde. (so maybe working for xiao was not all that bad…)

when he finds you dawdling by the school gates to wait for his best friend during dismissal, he pretty much had a rough estimate of how long it takes for xiao to finish up his other priorities — so he takes these chances by proposing to buy you something to eat in a nearby restaurant, instead of pitifully standing outside with nothing else to do.

you enjoy taking him up on his offers, because it gives you more freedom and time to get to know him better as a friend! and he’s (unsurprisingly) cordial with the store owners, so anytime you would both decide to share snacks and a hotpot together, you either received a generous discount for the food, or the meals were simply on the house.

sometimes, he even makes spontaneous appearances during weekends with xiao, whether for shopping or heading to arcades and cinemas, depending on what was planned for the day.

he, more or less…also understands what exactly is going on between you and the green-haired boy, so he’s not exactly skeptical with how close the both of you have gotten after some time. in fact, he happened to be one of the people who actually encouraged him to pursue other means of capturing ganyu’s attention, and still remains supportive with the idea of it.

which you later on found a bit weird…after eventually discovering from xiao that thoma specifically recommended you to act as his wing-mate, out of all the other people in school. but you are her best friend, so it sort of makes a lot more sense when placed in such context.

still…you’ve never expected somebody like thoma to notice, since you were never really the popular type in school. it’s almost flattering, if you were being candid about it.

but what the blonde never really admits about the bigger reason for mentioning you to xiao was that…he’s always noticed you. and frankly, it was too difficult for him not to, because you were always just there. if anything, he thought you were the one who never actually noticed him since…he was only someone who liked you from afar.

so when the astonishing opportunity soon came up with xiao’s wing-mate, thoma thoughtlessly took it with a giddy smile, wondering how he became so fortunate to have somehow hit both birds with one stone.

or at least…that’s what he thought. before he noticed the lingering glances. before he saw the occasional flowers in your hand. before he realized how much more you smiled when you were with him. before he understood that you were cautiously falling for somebody else,

only that person was not him.

(and maybe it never really was.)

kaedehara kazuha, the boy you’ve always had a crush on.

playing wing-mate for xiao was bound to attract some unwanted attention from onlookers.

“so, what’s been going on with you and xiao lately?” “uh, what do you mean?”

for instance, it’s worked rather wonderfully to capture the curiosity of the boy you’ve always liked from afar.

“i mean, in the sense that the both of you have looked awfully friendly lately? since when did you two get so close?” “oh…that! well…”

sure, you and kazuha were good friends. you’ve known each other since elementary, and managed to get along well throughout the years. it just so happened that halfway through your tightly-knot friendship, you’ve slowly realized that you were beginning to like him a lot…only in a different and somewhat more passionate manner.

so…those feelings aged well.

but this, this accusation with xiao was frankly off the point and a completely irrelevant matter! and you had honestly hoped he would be the last person to hear and question you about it…

although you were fairly certain you had no other choice but to fish for a convincing excuse rather than the embarrassing truth. after all, xiao stipulated very clearly in your initial stages of agreement, that you were absolutely prohibited to disclose to anyone else regarding the matter of you playing wing-mate for him, and therefore sworn to utmost secrecy (hence, the generous payment to keep your mouth practically sewed shut).

shrugging worked well. saying you wanted to get to know him worked even better. yet the suspicious gaze in his eyes meant to convey that it didn’t sound good enough. after all, why would you be fraternizing with someone, clearly all your close friends had some sort of slight inkling that ganyu liked…

oh. maybe that’s why.

“it’s not like that.” you fumble around with your words in a hurry. “no, wait — you know i would never do that.”

“i know.” he grins, elbowing you lightly. “i was kidding. i think it’s nice that you’re getting to know more people too.”

other than ganyu, the person you would spend most of your time with was kazuha. since he lived in the same neighborhood, the two of you would be frequently seen by other classmates walking home together in your later years…which originally sparked rumors at first, but eventually died down with the truth and your bitter smile.

he also had a habit of accompanying you out to the nearby park on weekends — sitting on the half-dilapidated swings you both used to enjoy as young adolescents, dazedly nibbling on ice cream cones as vanilla trickles down each of your fingers, bouncing in excitement as you talk about everything and nothing, while watching the sun set for perhaps the thousandth time together.

well…except now, even his role has been replaced by that taciturn man — the one who slowly consumed much of your time during the long weekends, the one who discreetly slid you pretty carnations while kazuha quietly witnessed the expression of shock and the smile that eventually followed across your face, the boy who unconsciously began looking your way with an inexplicable fondness in his lonely amber eyes.

you did nothing but behold, as kazuha grew to love and have his heart broken through the last few years. and now, kazuha wonders how long these intimate emotions have breathed and fostered in the tightness of his chest, as he stands aside to watch how you carefully fall the same way he did (for you) all those years ago.

albedo, the quiet boy who’s always liked you.

it came as a startling revelation for ganyu when you directly admitted to her that kaedehara kazuha was not actually the first boy you loved.

“hi,” you whisper, almost breathlessly after you accidentally run into the boy, stunned at how his crystal blue eyes have never changed despite how long it had been since you last felt lost in them.

“hi.” he murmurs back softly, and that’s all it takes for you to be thrusted back into that distant morning of december — bitter snow gnawing on your vulnerable and ice-bitten fingertips, your skin raw and red and his eyes as beautiful as ever.

albedo has always been born brilliant. even as a little boy, professors have sang the highest praises for his intellect and astonishingly adept knowledge in the field of science. the precocious child — that was what all the adults preferred to call him, because perhaps they believed that was the only valuable aspect worth knowing about him.

but unlike the rest of them, you found something past albedo’s giftedness. you saw a boy unafraid of charcoal fingertips and pigmented colors dancing across his pale complexion. you saw a boy who had an adorable habit of pushing up his loose glasses, and how he had the most special dream of all. you saw a boy who was isolated because he was too perfect that he became different, someone who had forgotten (or perhaps was always unaware) how it felt to love and be loved.

you saw a boy with crystal blue eyes on that wintry morning, how they matched the shade of the blue rubber band that always dangled from your wrist, the blue of your freshly painted nails carefully tucked beneath your thick black coat, and the blue of the woolen gloves that he courteously offered for your inadequately capped hands.

you saw all of albedo, and how you loved him on that frosty day.

so when no one was looking, you stood on your tiptoes and puckered your lips to plant an innocent kiss on the young boy, his mouth soft and dusted with blue sugar crystals from the warm cookies given by your shared homeroom teacher.

and despite his initial astonishment at the unforeseen gesture, albedo kissed you back.

from that day, you dreamt of blue eyes and blue gloves and first kiss lips dusted with sugar blue crystals.

but alas, the universe mercilessly continued to push him towards something else, something far greater and worth more than the stolen kiss beneath snow covered cherry blossoms.

so. that was that. and the day after, the boy you knew never came back.

or, maybe you liked to think he was still there, masked behind lackluster eyes and the never ending enumeration of priorities that practically secured the direction of his successful future.

you almost never ran into albedo anymore — and it was perhaps around the same timeframe you began to befriend other people like kazuha.

and even during your senior year, while you mindlessly scurry around the entire campus running school errands together with xiao, as you busily discuss plans over the movie you were both interested in seeing over the weekend, you only catch the solitary blonde buried in textbooks and advanced homework, and sometimes find him doing tasks accompanied by a shy-looking green haired girl. so maybe…maybe things were better for the both of you this way.

but he hasn’t forgotten you, not one bit ever since that day which grew as old as time. he remembers your skin, bruised and raw from the numbing cold. he remembers your lips, soft and hesitant as you tenderly pressed your mouth against his. he remembers your warmth, your gloved hands finding his face and his wandering to your waist. and then he remembers how much he cried the following day, and the day after that, and then for every single day he saw you and wondered how much would have changed if he chose you instead.

and when he closes his eyes, he still sees blue rubber bands and blue nails and first kiss lips dusted with sugar blue crystals.

childe, the jackass friend for dating troubles.

when xiao first came to you with his daunting request, you were puzzled as to why he would decide to approach someone who knew absolutely nothing about the world of dating.

“oh my god, i can’t believe that fucking worked.” you remark with a bewildered expression, almost losing your balance as the branches of the bushes scrape lightly against your face.

and thus, it was only right that you’d make the effort to learn how to play wing-mate better with someone more…knowledgeable in such a perplexing field.

“see,” you hear the boy crouching beside you snicker, clasping your arm softly so that you don’t founder from behind the leaves, and interrupt the passionate moment gingerly brewing between your best friend and xiao. “have some more faith in my experience, y/n.”

childe was someone you’ve only had the privilege of meeting and getting close with, during the period of first year in high school.

yes, it was infuriating to agree that he was attractive back then (even until now), and frankly even more humiliating to admit that you used to have a crush on him for his pretty looks. but that was all before you got to know him better as an overall person, and…needless to say, his initial appeal towards you had drastically plummeted by then. now, it almost sickens you to recall why you used to like him in the first place.

he was brazen and shamelessly audacious — and while you normally despised that sort of behavior brewing in a guy, other girls seemed to develop a profound liking towards it.

so, there you had it. you had a jerk for a friend who was somehow more proficient in the language of mutual attraction than most decent boys.

and now, he was finally putting that fucking mastery of his to use.

during the period where you accepted xiao’s deal and was relatively new to the situation, the ginger-haired boy agreed to help you out with some preliminary training. apparently, he claimed that before you could properly play your role well, you needed to place yourself in the same situation as the person, to better understand how to take the next steps of action forward. in other words…

“i’d rather not have us put ourselves in their shoes, and have you pretend that you’re secretly pining for me,” you shudder, recoiling in disgust at the mere thought of it.

it’s a stupid philosophy, but it makes so much sense despite how abhorring it could be. besides, you’ve never really thought of bouncing the absurd idea to xiao, more or less actually executing it with someone like childe. still, you promised you’d do your best — and if this is the only way to succeed, then so be it.

he was actually the one who planted the idea of sending bouquets of flowers in your head, when he once bought you a posy of daises and gifted it to you during the early morning (which you dazedly accepted…but later on admitted to him that you had a stronger preference for a different blossom). allegedly, he even claimed to know a friend who worked in a nearby flower shop, and thus suggested that it would work as a pleasant gift.

regrettably, you’ve also become a victim to his flirty remarks and horribly cheesy winks (for ‘courting inspiration’, he says). and while the past you would have cluelessly fallen for his charm, you only began to feel nauseated the more you stared at him.

childe does it to tease you at first. after all, he kept finding much amusement in your repulsed gaze and creased eyebrows. a part of him even thinks your confused expression is a bit adorable — but then again, it’s done purely for the purpose of satiating his twisted entertainment.

then a few weeks pass, and it feels so…normal to flirt with you, because even you decided to become bolder and jokingly flirt back with him. it was like the gesture had been ingrained in the back of his mind ever since he met you. like it was the only way he’s ever spoken with you, after all this time. like he has always looked at you in a different light, except that he’s never chosen to acknowledge the recurring butterflies in his stomach until today.

he refuses to admit it until you’re finally finished with his ‘training’, and you’ve put your shamelessly newfound skills to use with xiao. and childe realizes he doesn’t want to see you flirt or turn red with anyone else but him.

so. he was fucked.

scaramouche, the boy who works in the flower shop.

you met him during the first few times you went shopping with xiao for a bouquet of flowers.

“tch, you again.” “oh…it’s your shift.”

the only issue was that during the days you came back alone to peruse the pale-red carnations tucked inside the quaint flower boutique, they also coincidentally happened to be the hours that he was on his shift.

“um, did you want me to leave…?” “…there’s a fresh delivery of those flowers right at the back. and come inside already you idiot, it’s fucking freezing out there.”

well, he doesn’t really bother you that much unless you approach him first. which…clearly doesn’t settle great with him when you did so to ask about the blossoms, so you choose to avoid the boy during your stay instead.

on some days he looks rightfully pissed, and others where he seems unfazed — but then again! you’re not exactly in the best position to question his mood swings or changes in demeanor.

and there are some days where you actually come inside bearing little gifts for him (despite the fact that he probably hates you for always coming in to peruse, but never actually purchase flowers). once, it was a warm cup of black coffee, and on another you brought him a chocolate croissant. it’s weird and clearly out of line as strangers…and yet it still manages to do the trick, because you notice he doesn’t tend to glare at you as much as before.

saturdays inside the shop were understatedly your favorites of the week. the batches of carnations always seemed to be delivered fresh during this day, and you’d make it a point to come extra early on the weekend to shamelessly admire them and…occasionally share a civil conversation with the boy on shift.

you appreciate the rare moments when you can just…talk to him, no matter how strange that sounds. because the more you talk to him, the more you realize that he’s not even as horrible of a person as you remembered. (and he slowly begins to think the same of you as well.)

on days when xiao tagged along with you to the boutique however, that was a different story. he’d end up acting cold and, sometimes going as far to be a bit rude if you were being honest. it felt like you were back to square one and hating the boy you were beginning to know, all over again.

and then the time eventually came when you wandered inside the shop, perhaps in an endeavor of adoring your favorite blossoms again…except this time, you would be clutching at least one or two of them with a giddy smile on your face.

“you finally have them.” he commented with a scoff from behind the counter, raising an eyebrow to scrutinize your seemingly thrilled expression. “so you can probably stop your broke ass from coming back here, and continue gawking at them from the confines of your home.”

“then it wouldn’t be the same, you asshole.” you roll your eyes, sliding a neatly packaged chocolate chip cookie over the counter towards him. “it’s not like i would have a pissed boy with me at home.”

“you only ever come for the flowers anyway.” he mutters in a low breath, a foreign tone laced in his words as he glares down at the steamed pastry. “why are you still here?”

“because,” you shrug with a mere smile, before leisurely retreating to the rear shelves of the cozy boutique you’ve grown heavily accustomed to. “i like the company.”

and he’s beginning find it difficult to deny that he likes it too.

diluc, the boy who knows your secret.

never, in those five extensive and troublesome months of working behind the shadows, did you ever expect for somebody to figure out what the hell was actually going on between you and xiao.

“you’re two minutes late.” “the um, coffee line today was a bit long…”

and yet, here the unfazed man sat anyway, cocking his head to the side as he stares at the coffee you’ve jutted towards his chest with a tinge of disappointment.

“hmm, i’ve been wondering…are you not that desperate for me to keep your secret?”

that fucking menace of a ragnvindr! if only he hadn’t caught you mumbling how long it would take for ganyu to accept xiao! why did he have to be there past dismissal? why did he have to be so fucking smart?!

and how the hell did you end up multitasking for two people at once?!

while diluc was someone you had originally looked up to, for his natural-born prowess and how he had easily acquired the title of student body president — now, he was nothing more than an atrocious personality you’ve had the misfortune of ever getting involved with.

you remembered shamefully pleading to him that day, swearing that you would do anything — anything for him to pretend like he hadn’t heard what you had just admitted. that you have been working under xiao for the past five months, and that you didn’t want ganyu to realize what you’ve been doing behind her back.

and now, in the span of a single day, you were forced to leave your friends or xiao during random periods or points of discussion, with the soft yet threatening buzz of your phone.

his commands usually varied on a day-to-day basis. sometimes he’d ask for the coffee close to the school, and others you were forced to sprint to the takoyaki shop on the third neighboring street. so to say you were suffering was a bit of an understatement — it was almost like pure torture when his crimson eyes beheld mischief and mirth, and you just knew what exactly would come next.

but the weirdest aspect of your coerced relationship was when he would occasionally order something extra that you knew he couldn’t finish by himself. maybe an extra cup of coffee, or twice the savory snacks from the restaurant thoma introduced you to — whatever seemed to make your baggage heavier, you presumed in spite.

except, it’s the exact opposite of what you maliciously assumed, because he actually offers the food to…you.

“you want…me to eat this?” you stutter, perplexed by his uncharacteristic generosity and the meal pushed towards you.

“you’ve been running around all day,” diluc says, casually taking a sip of coffee while reviewing some documents at hand. “you should have some before you leave. you look like you’re about to faint.”

and when you take a cautious seat expecting him to play it off as some twisted joke, he doesn’t even mind the vigilant gesture, clearly engrossed in his own papers.

thus, you began to spend some days with diluc like this. sharing food and the infrequent small talk, before it soon shifted into a comfortable silence — and some part of you thinks you prefer him better this way. when he’s not fiendish and diabolical with his demands, when he’s not subtly threatening with what he has over you — when he’s quiet, and easy to share a conversation with after a long day.

so you stay. (and he hopes you do, for longer and then.)

#fem reader #genshin impact #fanfic #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact headcannons #genshin impact imagines #genshin albedo #albedo x reader #genshin childe #childe x reader #genshin thoma #thoma x reader #genshin tohma #tohma x reader #genshin kazuha #kazuha x reader #genshin xiao #xiao x reader #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #genshin diluc #diluc x reader

[hiraya-rawr]

If the kiss cam lands on you two

notes: Implied dating

characters: Kaeya, Diluc, Childe, Zhongli, Thoma

masterlist

✦༺ ༻✧༺　༻✦༺ ༻✧༺　༻✦

Kaeya

The moment the kiss cam lands on you two, he turns towards you with a sly smile. Kaeya isn't shy about PDA and he's definitely the type to take every opportunity to tease you. He'd lean over for a seemingly normal kiss but when you start to pull away, he'd only pull you back in for more. Might use his tongue. Might start to make out. Will definitely leave you a blushing, embarrassed mess before pulling away to wave at the camera casually.

"Oh? You're blushing quite a lot. Did that little act of PDA cause you to fluster this much? Maybe I should do this more often."

Diluc

He's super hesitant about PDA, even more so in front of everyone. He'd make a refusing gesture first and shake his head no until the camera leaves. The crowd might boo at him a little but Diluc doesn't care. Except, the camera man is really persistent and would constantly go back to you two. He looks at you and sees your face all smiley, excited, and shy, and he'll decide it's better to just get on with it. Diluc would place one hand on the back of your head before pulling you close for a deep but quick kiss. When he pulls away, he has a light blush and gestures for the camera to 'go away now'.

"I apologize if that bothered you. I figured it would be better to get it over with."

Childe

He'd point it out and laugh before facing you with an adorably boyish grin. Childe wouldn't hesitate to kiss you. He'd cup your face with his hands before pulling you towards him in a kiss. He might linger a bit too long, making the crowd cheer, but otherwise he's pretty casual about it. He'd pull away and cheer along with the crowd, giving you a quick peck again before watching where the kiss cam might land next.

"Look comrade! We're on the screen! How lucky is that — I guess we look that good together, huh."

Zhongli

Like Diluc, he wouldn't be very comfortable with PDA, but he's not exactly shy about it. He'd look at your face on the big screen first, admiring the view, before turning to you and asking if it would be alright to kiss you. Zhongli would cover both your faces from the camera with a magazine or a hat before leaning in to kiss you. He wants to offer you at least a bit of privacy.

"Although this is rather sudden.. Would it be alright to kiss you, love?"

Thoma

He'd be a bit shy about the situation, but he wouldn't hesitate to kiss you as well. He shoots you a wide grin before giving you a soft kiss on the lips. Once the camera leaves, he's leaning forward on his seat, covering his face with his hands. There's a light blush on his cheeks. I imagine Tohma as the type to be giddy over these cheesy scenarios, he's so adorable and would definitely give you a quick peck again before watching the game.

"Hope you don't mind but I'm about to kiss you right now."

#genshin #genshin scenarios #genshin imagines #genshin x reader #genshin headcanons #genshin hcs #genshin kaeya #kaeya #genshin diluc #diluc #genshin childe #childe #genshin zhongli #zhongli #genshin tohma #tohma #genshin thoma #thoma #genshin impact #genshin fanfic #genshin fluff #genshin reader insert

[sidemari]

Hate fucking with them pt. 2

Pairings: Xiao, Tohma, Kaeya and Albedo [separetely] x Fem!Reader

For heaven's sake, please read this: It contains sexual content, don't read if you're uncomfortable. Every action of the characters are consensual! Don't bother me with anything, please, I already bother myself a lot lmao. Nsfw under the cut.

Author's note: I will check if there's any mistakes later, I will sleep now lol, ignore anything wrong you may see for now. I hope you guys enjoy it, since I wrote this being so tired.

Xiao 🎆

You could have sworn that if Xiao didn't start fucking you right there, you guys would get into a pretty bad fight.

"Tsk, so desperate and pathetic" Xiao bent you against a furniture of yours.

"Always telling me what to do... Always wanting to give the last word... You're ungrateful, you know? I give all my love to you but it wasn't enough for a little bitch like you" The adeptus was pounding into you so quickly you had to hold yourself onto the furniture.

"Xiao!" You moaned, almost reaching your orgasm, but you remembered you were actuallying arguing with him "It's not like you really care for me! You passed four months without visiting me! F-Four months!" You stuttered, your orgasm finally arriving.

"You missed my cock, right, slut? I know you did. You didn't miss me, you missed my cock deep inside of you, uh?" His nails sank in the skin of your hips, making you gasp in pain and pleasure, both mixed.

"Xiao, love, it's too much... Argh!" You panted, trying to calm him down.

"Don't call me love" He spoke harshly, getting his pace slower as you wished, despite the coldness of his voice. "You don't love me, (Name)"

"I do, Xiao. I do love you" A tear streamed your cheek with his words. You cleaned it while Xiao was still thrusting into you.

He saw your tear, even if you had your back towards him. He felt your sadness.

"I'm sorry... Please, forgive me, (Name)" He held you close after he came, your back against his chest.

"Please, never say that I don't love you again"

"I won't treat you like that anymore. But I can't forget how mad you made me. Perhaps we should keep going with this until you're so overstimulated you'll beg me to stop?"

Tohma 🎋

"Really, babe? The silent treatment?" Tohma said, taking your panties to the side and penetrating you.

"Mhm... Tohma! We're in public"

"Nah, people are too busy with the festival, they won't see that we're here behind this boxes"

You had spoke something to him after days?

"Ah, look who finally decided talking to her boyfriend?" He said as he pounded into you, while you were sat on a wood box in a quiet and dark corner of Inazuma City.

Your legs went to his waist to bring him even closer.

"You're lucky I love you, because sometimes you're unbearable, princess"  Tohma said, his hand gripping your chin tightly. "Such a moody little one"

" I just said-" You were cut by one hard thrust of his. "Archons..." He used his hand that was holding your chin to close your mouth.

"Don't moan, sweetheart" He said the last word sarcastically. You could tell he was trying his very best to not just be rough with you. It wasn't like his personality. But he wasn't being gentle either. And telling you not to moan? That was quite hard with his stimulation.

"I just said you weren't giving me enough attention... Ah!"  You whined, reaching your high, as Tohma came with you.

"I can give you attention all night long if you please, little moody girl. I will punish you for being so mean to your caring boyfriend"

Kaeya ❄

"(Name) you're out of your mind, you know?" Your boyfriend Kaeya said as he fucked you inside his very own office.

"Out of my mind? You're an asshole, Kaeya!" You tried your very best no not moan out loud to not gain unwanted attention.

He gave you a dry and sarcastic laugh.

"I'm what, sweetheart?" His hand was now on your neck, squeezing it slightly.

"An... An asshole" You said when his hand left your neck. "You flirt with anyone out there! It looks like - you held back another moan - you don't even love me"

"Such a needy little bitch you are, you know? You want me all to yourself, uh? Sharing is caring, isn't it?" The Cavalry Captain said while he accelerated his pace.

"K-Kaeya, please, don't stop" You gasped, trying to kiss him on the lips.

"No kissing today, babe. You don't deserve it" He said, his cold fingers teasing your clit. "What would the other Knights of Favonious think about you if they knew you're such a good whore for me, uh?"

"Please master, let me cum" You begged, completely ignoring his question. Your orgasm was so close, but he denied it to you, finishing in your mouth, making you suck him clean afterwards.

"You don't deserve it, (Name). Maybe if you prove to me you're a good girl, I can let you cum when we get home tonight" He spoke, before going back to his paperwork.

Albedo 📚

You were at his lab in Dragonspine. But you had to ruin his experiment.

What could you do? He didn't leave anything that told you it wasn't finished yet.

"Dear gods, always so damn clumsy. I've been working on this cursed experiment for weeks (Name). Many weeks" The normal calm self of Albedo was completely hidden, he was actually pissed off at you.

"Well, if your lab wasn't a complete mess I would have notice it was unfinished, Albedo"  You said his name bitterly.

"How can you say that?"

"Always here at this lab, always leaving me alone to study, always ignoring me because you're thinking about dumb theories... I'm tired" You said, your voice tone showing frustration.

"I can give you what you want now. You want me to fuck you, is that right?" So he did. He bent you over the table of his lab, but instead of using his cock, he used his fingers and tongue until you were a complete mess under him, your legs shaking.

"Bedo... It's too much, I can't take it anymore" You said between gritted teeth after some orgasms.

"Didn't you want attention? I'm giving you way more than that. I'm making it up for the time I wasn't by your side, doll"

After some hours, you were so exhausted you could barely move any longer.

"Are you finally satisfied? If not, we can go way longer than this" Albedo said while he cuddled you on a chair, caressing your hair, but you were fast asleep against his body.

He smiled lovingly. Deep inside, he knew he took you for granted sometimes and he would give his best to be a better partner for you.

Albedo made sure you'd sleep warmly at his lab, while he watched you, forgetting about his experiments for once.

#xiao x reader #xiao x you #xiao smut #tohma x reader #tohma x you #tohma smut #kaeya x reader #kaeya x you #kaeya smut #albedo x reader #albedo x you #albedo smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin smut #genshin scenarios #genshin fanfic #genshin x you

[qingxin-s]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ

ღ including: thoma, albedo, ajax , diluc, xiao & ganyu

¡! ❞ thoma always cooks you fresh meals, no matter how tired he is. it’s so important to him that you stay healthy and eat. he gathers all the ingredients himself

¡! ❞ albedo sketches you constantly, capturing your features whenever he can. he wants to engrain your image into his mind forever- he never wants to forget you

¡! ❞ ajax always buys you gifts- the finest things he can find. jewellery, clothes, anything that he thinks would take your fancy. he spoils you whenever he can

¡! ❞ diluc opens up to you and tells you his troubles at random. it’s hard for him to open up to people, but you’re different. he feels as if he can tell you anything without judgement

¡! ❞ xiao never leaves your side whilst you sleep. he would hate for you to be plagued with bad dreams, so he’s always there to protect you and purge any nightmares from your slumber

¡! ❞ ganyu lets you touch her horns, and she talks to you about her insecurities- something she struggles to tell anyone. she’s just in so deep, and you give her such an immense feeling of comfort

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact fanfic #genshin x reader #genshin headcanons #genshin fanfic #thoma x reader #tohma x reader #albedo x reader #childe x reader #ajax x reader #diluc x reader #xiao x reader #ganyu x reader

[versadies]

congrats on 3k!! could i get miso soup + sticky honey roast + mint jelly + dango milk + mustard? thanks!

so... this is love? — thoma x gn!reader

‿୨♡୧‿︵ BON APETIT MY FELLOW CUSTOMER ! ︵‿୨♡୧‿

name of order. SO.. THIS IS LOVE?

date. thoma (w/ gn!reader)

receipt. miso soup (thoma) + sticky honest roast (friends to lovers) + minty jelly (fluff) + dango milk (normal au) + mustard (drabble)

spices. fluff/comfort (?), mentions of being ditched during a date, thoma being best man, assumed unrequited love, hint of slow burn

ingredients. in which your best friend has your back after getting ditched by your date and realized certain things that changed his perspective on you

vip list. @scaraslover @saving-for-xiao @dawgimsohot @aqualesha @chiruru @renamichii (check out my taglist info if you're interested to join!)

chef's note. ty for requesting, anon !! hope you like this <<3

reblogs are appreciated :D !!

despite the beautiful scenery of inazuma city from where you are, it didn’t manage to cheer you up from your current predicament.

as people around you enjoy their meals shared with their loved ones, you can only stare down at your now empty glass in front of you with furrowed eyebrows, your hands clenched into fists.

your first date never arrived for an hour.

why does it feel like time has gone slower today? you wondered, trying to ignore how some of the customers sitting nearby would give you pity glances, knowing that the reason that caused your once excited smile to fade away as time flies by.

you tried to cancel out the noise around your surroundings and try to calm yourself down to prevent yourself from getting visibly upset. sure, you don’t blame your date for ditching you in fear, but could they at least give you a notice and not make you feel worthless?

all the anxiety you felt, the time you spent trying to look for the perfect outfit for the so-called perfect date, and the effort you did to make yourself look more presentable – it all went to waste, leaving you eating the finest meals of the restaurant with no one sitting across from your seat.

you only wanted to do this just to get your head off from a certain man who you’re in love with for years on end.

you should’ve not accepted your friend’s offer about setting you up on a date to someone you have never met in your life just because of you wanting to move on from an assumed unrequited love. who were you to think that someone would actually go on a date with you?

you despise this feeling.

perhaps you are destined to be alone forever – maybe you can try to adopt as many cats as possible and be like a cat lady when you’re older, or try to make your home unapproachable and be an angry old man who swears at children who dares to get out from his lawn–

“is there anything else you like besides a glass of wine, mx.?” the server’s voice instantly snaps you out from your self-pity thoughts, causing you to blink a few times.

there’s no reason to continue waiting for someone who won’t come, you suppose.

you then look up at the server with a small smile. “no, i suppose this will suffice for tonight. could you please bring me my bill–”

“are you y/n?” a familiar but exhausted voice causes your words to die in your throat immediately and look at the source of the voice, your breath hitched at the sight of your dearest best friend standing beside the server with a grin.

what is he doing here?!

“...thoma?” you asked, eyes widening in shock as the housekeeper places a hand on the server's shoulder, his chest heaving as if he came from a marathon. is he doing what you think he’s doing?!

“you don’t mind bringing the menu back, do you?” thoma asks, glancing at your way and give you a wink. “i would like to make up for being so late and for making my date worry so much.”

you felt your cheeks slowly warming from his words. no, you can’t be blushing over thoma, you were supposed to move on from him! he’s just helping you out from getting humiliated in front of the people in the restaurant, who will surely spread news to others in the near future about this.

“..you didn’t have to come all this way just to save me from embarrassment.” you mumbled to your best friend as soon as the server took his leave to send your orders in. “i don’t blame my date for ditching me like th–”

“hey, who told you to be so mean to yourself?” thoma interrupts with a frown. “i was just doing what i can, no one deserves to be ditched like that. especially if they spent so much effort for this occasion!”

ah right. he was with you throughout the whole three days of getting ready for your date. all the anxiety you felt would disappear when he’s around to reassure you and comfort you, all the time you spent choosing the right outfit was immediately worth it when thoma’s there to see you show yourself to him for him to choose which is better, and all the effort you did to make yourself look presentable were all watched by him, who never fails to make you feel like you’re enough.

he’s just making things harder and harder for you to move on from this stupid unrequited love you're in.

“you better be the one to pay all of this for making me come here in the first place.” you spoke, taking a sip of your drink as you waited for the server to come back with your meals.

the chief retainer remains unphased from your words, still smiling. “consider this my treat, then!”

if only you could catch the sight of his hands rubbing his lap underneath the table while wondering why on earth his palms started to sweat a lot. was it because of how he ran all the way from kamisato’s residence to where you are? or how the place seems to be a bit hotter than before? he wasn’t sure to be honest. not to mention the fact that he still felt flustered for oh-so boldly telling the server that he’s your date despite your feelings for one another being mutually platonic.

or at least, he thought it was.

“uhm, are you okay or…?” your voice cuts thoma’s thoughts like a knife, interrupting his small conflicted feelings. “you haven’t replied to my questions just now.”

it only took a few moments for the blonde to process what you said before he immediately looked away from your gaze, a faint hue of pink started to show on his cheeks in realization that he’s been in a trance for a minute or so.

“ah sorry, i was just thinking about how i’m going to tell master ayato about why i left so suddenly.” he lies easily, scratching the back of his neck with an apologetic smile.

you easily believed his excuse, slowly nodding in understanding before the server arrives back to your table and places your ordered meals in front of the both of you, causing your eyes to brighten at the sight of your dish.

that sight alone made thoma’s heart beat a bit faster than normal. he never thought he’d say this but… just seeing you brighten up at the sight of food makes him wonder if that’s what you looked like when he’s the one who brought food that he made to you.

this feels… weird. is this how best friends feel to one another? he wonders to himself, watching as you continue to indulge yourself with your food happily.

he then concluded that no, his feelings are something that isn’t considered as platonic. he’s seen too many performances with the head of the kamisato clan to know what this feeling is.

thoma looks down at his meal for a moment. perhaps this is a sign from his archon that he should stop pretending that the feelings he has for his best friend is more than platonic.

his lips starts to twitch upward more as his heart skips a beat at the thought of how you two are in such a romantic setting.

perhaps he’d like to indulge himself for a little longer and keep the role as your date to consideration.

suddenly, thoma spoke up as he picks up a piece of his food with the chopsticks, a sudden confidence in him grows. “how would you feel if i took you out on a night stroll after this?”

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[aruuq]

To the revolution – Thoma x fem!reader smut

characters: thoma x fem!reader

summary: you and thoma decided to celebrate another victory of the Resistance and things got a little bit heated (spoiler alert: thigh riding)

genre & style: smut, but very fluffy one

word count: 3.3k

notes: i’m in love with this man since i first saw him. it’s a first fully smutty smut that i’ve written in a year so it was very challenging. oh, and a little reminder that my requests are opened! pleese, read the rules first and request something, because my inbox is empty and i haven’t gotten any of them :(

warnings: spoilers from the newest archon quest, smut, food, alcohol, drunk sex but with no penetration, thigh riding, handjob, a little bit of a blood but only at the end and it's on Thoma's lips cause it's a heated make out session involved

“Toast to another victory of the Resistance!” Thoma stated as he raised the cup above his head and chugged the alcohol all at once before you could even blink.

“To the Resistance and the revolution,” you smiled, fingers tightening around the cup as you tasted the bitter flavour of the liquor on your tongue. You drank it in three gulps and put the mug on the table with a loud clatter. Using your thumb, you wiped the remaining liquid from the corner of your mouth and looked at your friend.

“Finally,” he grinned, already pouring another portion of alcohol into your cup. “We’re finally making progress.”

“Yeah, finally,” you agreed with him, taking the bottle from him, accidentally brushing your fingertips against his, and filling his mug with the liquor.

It was a month since you two started living together due to the bounties that were on your heads. A small, long-abandoned house in the middle of a village that the government seemed to not care about was the perfect place for the two fugitives like you and Thoma. Who would have thought that escaping from the authorities and fighting for life can bring people this close. Before the incident, you barely knew each other. There weren't many interactions between the two of you in the past: passing him in the corridors of the Yanshang Teahouse, shy greetings in between completing tasks and short conversations you had while you had to wait for your turn to give a report back were the absolute utmost. It didn’t change the fact that you were forced to live together and, based on current events, it didn’t turn out to be challenging at all.

In fact, sharing a place with Thoma is a very nice experience – he can cook, he cleans after himself and before you even have a chance to ask him for a favor, he somehow manages to already complete it. Even if you wanted to, you couldn’t complain about Thoma. He was a perfect housemate.

So when one day he came back from hunting with a message that the Resistance won a tremendous battle that is going to greatly enhance their strength and asked if you would like to drink with him and celebrate it, you couldn’t refuse his invitation.

“Let’s play a game, shall we?” Thoma asked you with a boyish grin and without waiting for your answer he stretched out towards the small cabinet and blindly searched for the cards.

“A drinking game I’m guessing,” you said, observing the man carefully.

“Such a smartie,” he commented, shuffling the cards. “We’re gonna do something easy. Maybe… The old, simple higher or lower?” He raised his eyebrows, placing the deck on the side of the table and drawing one card that he showed you immediately. “See? Seven of hearts. Now you need to guess whether the next card is going to be higher or lower than this one. If you lose, you drink. If you win, I drink. It’s that easy,” his gaze was focused on your expression and his chin rested on his palm, while the other hand was pointing at the cards.

You bit your lip, concentrating on the deck as if it would help you with guessing. “Higher,” you blurted out, ghosting fingertips over the slick texture of the card.

“The Queen of spades, huh? Not bad!” Thoma laughed, rubbing his hands together and pouring himself some of the liquor, then drinking it immediately. “Now my turn!”

If you knew earlier that spending time with the blond guy was so much fun, you would have started talking with him much earlier. His presence was pleasant, voice soothing and personality delightful, which made him a perfect companion in times like this.

You and Thoma spent the next hours playing, drinking and entertaining yourselves. The first bottle was laying long forgotten in the corner of the room, the second one nearly finished. You didn’t question where he got the alcohol from. Even as a wanted criminal, he was still able to charm the people around him and, using his charisma to his advantage, get what he wanted.

“Higher or lower?” He babbled out, his fingers playing thoughtlessly with his ponytail.

“It has to be lower this time,” you murmured as you grabbed the next card greedily. “I can’t lose again…”

In fact, you did lose again.

“Ahhh, screw it! It’s not… it’s not fun if I am the only one drinking!” you pouted, throwing the card behind you and aggressively grasping the bottle. Unfortunately, due to the amount of alcohol in your veins, your movements were clumsy enough to knock it down and let the liquid spill all over you. “Dang it…” With a resigned expression you hid your face in your palms, already feeling discomfort from the adherent, wet material of the shirt.

“I’m gonna go and grab a towel for you, do not worry this pretty face of yours,” Thoma said without even asking if you want it and went to the other room. His legs were shaking and the walk clearly didn’t belong to a sober person, but he still managed to bring you the towel in almost no time. “Here you have it.”

“Thanks, pretty boy,” you gave him a gentle smile and started to dry yourself.

“You’re welcome m’lady,” his chuckle made you feel your heart skip a beat. “I may be only guessing, but no drinks for you for some time, hmm?” Thoma asked, placing himself on the floor at the opposite side of the table after he put away the empty bottle next to the first one and took another, unopened one.

“Yeah, I feel like it’s gonna be the best option.” You put the towel on the table directly at the wet spot and decided to lay your arms crossed on it and then you smashed your chin on the outer side of your hand. “But feel more than welcome to drink without me. I’ll surely be entertained by just watching you.”

“In that case, your wish is my command,” he bowed his head a little, opening the bottle.

The atmosphere in the room was getting thicker. The air, as if heated by a Vision wielded by your friend, has gotten hotter in the past time; Thoma seemed to notice it too, since he decided to take his jacket off, his upper body only covered in a black tight tank top now.

You had your eyes fixed on the man. His hands were constantly pouring more and more alcohol into the cup, fingertips pressing the walls of it, slowly caressing and playing with the mug provocatively while he was telling you stories from his past. His mouth, opening and closing, tongue curling, hitting the palate softly, as he was speaking sweet, weirdly sensual words. Cold liquor ran down Thoma’s throat that was tightening and releasing in this seductive way, his Adam's apple moving up and down.

But the most flirtatious, the most tempting thing in this man was definitely the gaze he was holding. You had no idea if he was making it on purpose or if it was his natural charm, but the way his green irises were focused on you, eyes slightly narrowed, light lashes giving a more seductive look – it was indescribably attractive.

“There is enough alcohol for us to have our last drinks. May I?” Thoma asked, tilting his head at your cup.

“Mhmmm, fill it up big boy,” you chuckled sleepily, chewing on some leftover food.

Your eyes were tracing his bare arms, muscles tensing. He was, oh, so alluring and, oh, so seductive. It was this level of intoxication whereas you weren't sure if you’ve always seen Thoma this way or if it was all the liquor’s fault, but you didn’t mind it either way.

“Once again, to the revolution!” Thoma exclaimed and for the last time chugged down the clear liquid.

While sipping on your own part, you could see that most of the blond man’s alcohol ran down his chin and onto his neck. His wholehearted laugh now filling the room, your pupils on his wide grin.

“Can you pass me the towel, pretty please? It seems that I’ve had too much to drink as well, haha!”

Without thinking furthermore, you crawled to him on your knees, not bothering to even take the towel with you. Your whole body was wobbly, but it didn’t stop you from climbing onto his lap. Now, your legs were wrapped around one of his thighs, your palms pressed against his chest and face literal inches from his own.

“Forgive me for the possibility of the rudeness of my next words, but… I must ask… what are you planning to do?” His tone was shaky, cheeks now flushed in a deep pink tone. “You’re really close now, you know… Not that I mind it though!” Thoma was babbling without a sense, hands raised in a gesture of innocence, seconds later quickly placed on your hips unwittingly.

“I was just thinking about something for a while, ya know?” You murmured, using your fingers to play with his hair, the tips of the other hand pressing harder against his ribcage.

“Would you like to share these thoughts of yours with me?” His face was now closer than ever before. He was trying his best to keep his voice calm.

“Mmmmm, maybe,” your answer was quiet and so ethereal, the man forgot how to breathe for a moment. “First, we need to get rid of the alcohol off of you, don’t you think?”

Before he could answer, your lips were pressed to the corner of his mouth, where you could taste the bitterness of the liquor. Trailing kisses downwards, you stopped a few times just to tickle his soft skin with your tongue or sink your teeth gently in it. Thoma’s fingers were pressing harshly on your hips, thumbs making rough circles on them. He threw his head back, allowing you to explore every inch of his neck. Together with your tongue exploring his collar, you dragged your fingers along his torso, slowly trying to get your hand under his shirt. So intimate. So erotic.

“I think there’s no alcohol left on you, pretty boy,” you whispered into his ear, nibbling on it and placing soft kisses lengthwise.

“Mmmh, ahh ah, that’s go-od, so good” his voice cracked under the pleasure you were giving him.

Big hands, now fully placed on your hip bones, were grinding you against his thigh, making you slowly lose your breath. When the softest, the most susceptible to mishear, moan escaped your lips, Thoma clamped his fingers even harder, not realizing that it would definitely leave some bruises. Absorbed in the sensation, you accidentally pulled his hair harder and untied them. A cascade of blond locks scattered around your hand, making you move away from the man’s skin.

“‘M sorry, didn’t mean to,” you murmured, hazed vision focused on the red ribbon tangled around your fingers.

“Don’t be,” he says with a low tone as he intertwines your fingers. “You did no wrong m’lady.”

Your glances crossed and it felt as if time just stopped for a moment. The tension between you two finally met its peak and it all exploded at once, filling the whole room, covering your bodies, attracting them towards each other. Tons of tiny sparks danced across your skin as you smashed your lips against Thoma’s, entirely forgetting about the war taking place in your homeland, about the bounties on your heads, about the fact that anyone – you, Thoma, one of your friends – anyone can be found dead tomorrow. You forgot about everything and put all your good and bad feelings, worries and deeply hidden fears into this one kiss. And it felt like Thoma did the same thing.

The kiss was eager, passionate and sensual. A whole range of lewd sounds escaped your connected lips as your hands wandered around each other's bodies. Thoma with his sly fingers quickly dealt with your shirt, leaving you with your bra only. You didn’t owe him for long – your palms, now perfectly knowing the hem of his tank top, rolled it up deftly, your nails tracing his toned muscles, making the boy only groan obnoxiously and encouraging him to draw you closer to his chest.

“Getting louder, huh?” You teased him, starting to unbelt his trousers with one hand, the other one lost in his golden hair.

“You drive me crazy,” Thoma gasped unabashedly, attacking your neck with his lips, needy for more of your skin, just like the poor, starving man that he was. Another marks that will stay for several days.

His digits were sinking in the flesh of your waist, forcing your hips against his leg. Your clothed cunt was already soaked wet and so needy for the boy. The tension that had a lotta time to build up, concentrating specifically in this one place, you felt as if you were going crazy.

“Hey,” you started, lifting your hand to shake his head by the chin a little. The heavy gaze he gave you made you grind against him unconsciously. His lips were all red and plumpy from the rough make out sessions you two had just minutes before. You slowly ran the thumb over his lower lip and pulled it down lightly. Oh Archons, he looked so beautifully naughty.

“Mmmh-mh?” You didn’t think it could get even better – and there he goes, whimpering like that. So shameless. So lewd.

“I want you,” you exclaimed, pushing his head back so he almost landed on the floor, his elbows as the only source of support. “Take off your pants.” You lifted yourself from his leg and started taking off your shorts.

“W-wait.” He murmured, wrapping his slender fingers around your wrist.

“What’s the matter?” Your brows frowned in surprise.

“Possibly… Can we do it when we will be a little tiny bit more sober?”

You stopped your actions, leaving yourself in a very uncomfortable position, where you were crouching, the shorts caught on your left ankle. “Wha-” you started, however you lost your balance and fell forward on the Thoma’s chest, letting out a startled squeak. “So you wanna stop now?” You tried your best not to let the disappointment in your voice be heard.

“No! No, no, no, no. That’s not what I meant.” He whined, pressing you closer to him. His actions were hasty, undertaken without much of a thought. Harsh hands rapidly tightened on your hips and, again, you were forced against his thigh. This time, your pussy clothed only in panties, every sensation felt much stronger. “I just don’t want to… take this to another level, let’s name it this way, right now. It’s kind of embarrassing, but it’s just that everything you do feels so good and I think I would just cum right away. I want to savour the moment… at least a bit.” Thoma scratched the back of his head, nervously looking around, trying to avoid your gaze.

You just squinted at him in surprise, then pushed his cheek with the tip of your finger to make him look at you again. “So that means… you don’t wanna stop now?” You had to make sure, unconsciously bouncing on his leg.

“Never.” With all honesty, Thoma put a hand on his heart.

“Oh… Then we’re good. Back to the top-” you tried to tell but were silenced by the boy's greedy lips, attacking your own. “Mmmh… actually… could you… still… ta-ah-… take your pants off?” speaking in between kisses, you felt as your body craved for the man more and more.

“Sure… but may… I ask, ahh-… why~?” Thoma whined. He tried to catch a breath while not talking or kissing you, but it came out only as a pathetic shaky moan.

“Want to feel you more.”

And, oh Archons, you didn’t have to tell him twice.

Thoma wanted you just as much as you were craving for him – if not more. His teeth ardently hook on your lips, the tongue touches yours teasingly. The left palm located under your bra folds your breast, caresses it slowly, makes circles with his thumb on the softest part, pinching your nipple from time to time with his middle and pointing fingers. The other hand is busy with holding your ass, playing with your soft flesh, helping you move yourself and slapping it from time to time in order to obtain satisfying sounds from your mouth which he can suppress by his own mouth.

“Mmm, you feel so gooo-od!” The way you were rooking your hips, rubbing your needy soaked cunt on his thigh. Long forgotten panties laid somewhere in the room after you threw them without looking in which direction. With each movement, his skin was getting more and more coated in your arousals.

But you weren’t selfish. One of your hands was squeezing his arm, while the other was playing with his throbbing, leaking cock. You could feel as Thoma’s dick was painfully hard, the big spot on his boxers wet from the amount of precum. The size, the length, the girth of his cock… It was only making you needier for the blond man. Thoughts about his hips rocking into you at a dizzying pace, his rough fingers playing with your clit, mouth occupying your breast never left your mind. The fact that only thinking about it made your hips move faster made Thoma’s breath hitch, as you picked up the pace of your hand too.

“Shit, Y/N… F-fuck” Something was special in his voice as he cursed. Maybe it was because you’ve never heard him doing so, or because he was literally moaning your name in between every swear. “Please, do-uhh, don’t slow down!”

You didn’t have any interest in doing so.

Thoma grabbed your ass firmly, now with both hands, and helped you to get off on his thigh. The sharp movement you’ve just experienced, made you surprised, as you bit his lower lip. The taste of blood spreading on your tongue. “Uhhh… I’m clo-ose…” The tone of your voice surprised even yourself. It was so breathless, so erotic. Your head lolled forward, as you felt your upcoming orgasm.

You didn’t even have time to notice as you felt the man’s fingers slapping your buttcheeks naughtily. Before you could even say something, a lewd, high-pitched cry left your lips and you reached your peak.

Unknowingly your hand squeezed his dick so hard, your thumb circling on its tip in a frenzied pace, that the orgasm hit Thoma after several seconds. His moan echoed up the walls of the room, boy squeezing your cheeks, leaving more marks on your body.

Thoma immediately fell onto the ground on his back, panting loudly. Your limp body followed him, dropping yourself onto his chest. You tried to hug him but didn’t want to put any effort into it so you just threw your hands onto his arms and called it a day. The blond guy started playing with your hair, enjoying the fact that your breathing was the only sound heard.

A small mischievous smirk appeared on Thoma’s face. “To the revolution,” he murmured breathlessly and you couldn’t help but chuckle with him. Today, indeed, was a really special day for the members of the Resistance.

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[snailinesolution]

TW: sexual harassment, discusses abuse and abusive themes

Another thing I hate in fanfiction regarding jealousy is when Y/n has been sexually harassed and the love interest responds by getting mad at them and putting the blame on Y/n. It’s just so uncomfortable???

Y/n is out in public and someone keeps hitting on them after being rejected multiple times. Suddenly the Love Interest shows up and is like “back off I have abs” and the stranger does. BUT THEN LOVE INTEREST TURNS TO Y/N AND IS LIKE “YOU NEED TO BE PUNISHED”??????

Alternatively,

Y/n is again, out in public and runs into an old friend. They are both just chatting when Love Interest gets jealous and pulls Y/n away. They have an argument and Y/n is made to feel bad because they were talking to someone.

I know it’s just fiction but there’s just so many stories written like this it’s making me concerned. Why are there so many stories like this? What is appealing about them? If you do enjoy these kinds of stories please tell me what you like about them, I’m genuinely curious.

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[ransprang]

been into the male wife recently. not sure what that says about me

subby thoma x fem!reader

- leaving a trail of kisses and marks down thoma's neck to his abs earns a lot of cute whimpers from him. sometimes he even covers his face because of how embarrassed he is by the noises coming out of his mouth~

- if you jerk him off make sure to edge him. "hnng please y/n. i want to c-cum please"

- likes wearing handcuffs and watching you have your way with his body like he's your toy

- probably has a bit of mommy kink while he's being subby

- he loves making you feel good as often as he can. he practically begs you to sit on his face. he loves the feeling of your thighs quivering as he eats you and makes you cum

- thoma loves your boobs. he'll do anything to lick them, play with them, snuggle into them. even when you're both not being intimate he'll crawl up next to you and stuff his face into your chest enjoying the softness

- stuffing his mouth with your wet panty will shut him up real quick and he'd keep it in his mouth like a good boy without any complaints

- let's be real he'd probably actually be a stay at home husband. when you come back home sometimes he'll dress up all cute for you in men's lingerie eager to see what sort of reaction it elicits from you

- if he feels that you're not giving him enough attention lately he'll act a bit bratty and maybe try teasing you in public or sending you lewd pictures/messages while you're outside

yours subbingly,

admin sar

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[su0nn]

Just a little..queasy..

[Tohma x M!Reader]

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Blondie had too much to drink, and cant handle his alcohol very well.. how does he handle this predicament? By going to you of course! Albeit, unwillingly…

Pronouns used: He/him, You

Relationship status: Pining

Perspective: Both you and Tohma

[F/N] = First Name

Bold text: Tohmas POV

I feel..sticky?...And gross..definitely gross. What was in that..

"Are you..feeling well, my friend?"

I tried forming a response but all that came out was a pathetic gag..I couldn't even tell which blue was which, was one taller?

"Ayato, do you know anything about.." She paused, seemingly looking for an accurate word. "helping....drunkards?" Ayaka peered at me, concered from what little I could tell. Said "accurate word" didn't seem very accurate.

"Drunkard?!" I retorted

"No, but we have a friend! Don't we, Tohma? Hey, it might even help with your massive crush on him, why not shoot your shot!"

I had no idea what was going on.

"Hi [F/N]..so we had--- well. More like he had a little drinking incident.."

Tohma was at your doorstep currently, though, clearly, on the brink of consciousness. He seemed highly embarrassed. Although it could've been the intoxication but he appeared red. Very red. He had his arm draped on Ayato, hanging on barely. Luckily the head of the Kamisato Clan was strong enough to have the majority of Tohma’s weight on him.

"Heyy...uh. [F/N].." Tohma spoke out of the blue, meekly.

"Hey Tohma, you're looking great." You responded sarcastically, making Tohma want to shrink up and die out of embarrassment. "From what I can tell, you have no idea what to do with drunk people."

"We do not!" Ayaka responded all too cheerfully.

"Do I really need to help, I'm super tired."

"Yes!" Ayato responded, shifting in an attempt to balance the weight of Tohma on him "Please."

Every step closer into his house felt like a step closer to my brain exploding. Ayato was gone, [F/N] and I..alone.

He took me to his kitchen, and sat me down.

"So how did..this happen?" He gestured to my drunken state, while getting me water.

"Ayaka and Ayato thought we should take a break, so we went out for dinner, and didn't know the drink I had ordered had alcohol."

He hummed, then handed me the water swiftly.

"How do you feel?"

"Just a little..queasy.." I didn't know if the queasiness was the alcohol or my urge to throw up from nervousness. Probably both.

You sat him down on your toilet seat and grabbed him a spare towel. He looked down at his feet, ignoring your eyes.

"Do you need anything else?.."

"No. No I'm..good." You reluctantly turned towards the bathtub to fill it up. The warm water rushed out the spout and fogged up the room. You sprinkled a bit of bath salts in to help calm his nerves, you glanced back at him, he was biting his lip and looked fairly frustrated.

"Tohma," You called out softly, if he wasn't so concentrated on you at the moment he would have missed it.

"That's my name." He said un-enthusiastically. You frowned at this, he still wasn't looking at you.

"Hey." He said, barely above a whisper, you turned off the faucet to hear him better.

"Hi." You responded in the same tone of voice. He looked up to you from his seat on the closed toilet, scrunching up his towel in-between his hands out of nervousness and regret.

"Would it be weird to say I like you when I'm drunk? Y'know because I might be lying? Or something I don't know." His voice went quiet.

"Drunk words are sober thoughts, are they not?" You smiled at him.

He looked back down to the towel being furiously squeezed.

"You didn't answer my question." His face was a red Christmas light.

"No, not at all. Tohma"

"Oh, cool." He finally looked back up to you.

"Cool."

He was definitely being too chill in a situation where I literally just confessed.

Authors note: I FINALLY MADE IT AFTER BEING INACTIVE FOR LIKE A MONTH. btw i have no idea if any of this helps hangovers, we'll pretend it does. also i just noticed that it's spelt tohma, not, thoma.

Word count: 611

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[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Bat

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/jzLi9ob by Diana911 Mini fics, based on promts. Promt number 3: Bat. 'The tiny bat was perfect; small, carefully sculpted wings, dressed in a midnight black robe. Tohmas admired the little creature with surprise, with unexpected amazement; if nothing made sense, what intelligent force could have created such a delicate and fragile living creature, with its own skills, capable of functioning flawlessly?' Words: 429, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 3 of WriteTober Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Bruce Wayne, Tohmas Wayne Jr. Relationships: Bruce Wayne&Tohmas Wayne Jr Additional Tags: Tommy and Bruce are brothers, Tommy is not curel, He is just wierd, and a bit depressed, He didn't hurt his family, SO, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Headcanon, mini fanfic, Based on promts, 2022 Inktober promts, Promt 3: Bat, Brotherly Love, I guess Tommy is kind of wants to die?, Suicidal Thoughts, Happy Ending read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/jzLi9ob

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[xiaosmoon]

doing autumn activities together

pairings: childe, xiao, diluc, kazuha, & thoma x gn!reader

warnings/content: fluff

a/n: it's not even fall season i'm just too excited lol. also diluc loves apple pie change my mind. not proofread. this was kinda rushed i'm sorry.

-> childe - visiting the pumpkin patch

he would find the prettiest pumpkin for you guys to carve together later.

"ouuu y/n look, that booth has pumpkin ice cream. come on, let's go!"

childe would 100% be that one person whose obsessed with pumpkin everything. lattes? check. pies? check. seasoning? yep. you name it.

he'll hold your hand as you guys walk through the corn maze together. "no need to be scared, i've got you." but the second a scary werewolf jumps out he's a goner.

if there's an apple bobbing contest, you best believe he's entering. surprisingly enough, he ends up winning! the prize was a jumbo teddy bear which he ends up giving to you! <3

once the sun begins setting, you guys decide to end the day with a nice cup of apple cider and a hayride. needless to say, a pumpkin patch date with childe is the perfect way to kickstart the season.

-> xiao - carving pumpkins

xiao loves the autumn season, mostly because the rainy weather gives him an excuse to stay home all the time.

when you invited him over to carve pumpkins with you, he wasn't expecting to love it so much.

"xiao, look at this one!" your pumpkin was lopsided, with eyes that didn't match and a mouth that didn't look right, but xiao thought it was adorable.

meanwhile xiao's pumpkin was an entire picasso art piece. it looked a little something like this and you were in awe. "how are you so good at this?!" "i don't know, i guess i'm good at pumpkin art."

after your pumpkins were done, you set them up in your kitchen for decoration. "yours is so much better than mine." you pouted your lips.

xiao smiled to himself before planting a quick kiss on your lips. "i personally like yours better. it's very authentic."

-> diluc - apple picking

when you first asked diluc to go apple picking, he was a bit thrown back by the idea. apple orchids and grape vineyards are basically enemies???

but after seeing how excited you were on going, how could he possibly say no?

"'luc, look at this apple! it's so red, just like your hair." your comparison of apples to his hair made him chuckle. "i think my hair might be redder, no?"

after picking all of your apples, you guys decide to go get fresh apple cider at their cafe! "do you think it'll be up to par with my grape juice?" diluc absentmindedly asked you. "i guess we'll see."

the apple cider in fact did not live up to his grape juice. personally you thought both beverages were great, but diluc thought the former.

"so you don't like their apples?" you tease him. diluc coughs, avoiding your gaze. "well, no. the apples are fine, but the cider was just bland." you smile and wrap your arms around his torso. "hey, at least we can use all of these apples to make apple pie!"

-> kazuha - attend a costume party

when you received an invitation to a halloween costume party from your friend, you immediately knew you had to match with kazuha!

"matching costumes? sounds like fun. what will we go as?" so you guys spend the entire day brainstorming costumes.

"how about a devil and angel?" "no, that's too basic." "salt and pepper?" "really kazuha?"

one pizza box and two cans of soda later, you both decided on going as the sun and the moon.

you thought kazuha would make a better sun, but he insisted that you go as the sun. "you brighten up every room you walk in, so it's only fair." even while planning costumes he manages to make you blush.

needless to say, you guys were the hottest couple at the party. you even won the best couple costume award just for being so dang cute!

-> thoma - holiday baking

the both of you always go out during the holiday season. decorations, gifts, costumes, you name it!

but your favorite activity to do together is baking and cooking all of your favorite holiday recipes! everyone always looks forward to your guys' famous pumpkin pie every friendsgiving.

"babe, where's the flour? i swear i just bought some yesterday." thoma is a very disorganized baker, but somehow his treats always come out absolutely mouth watering.

while thoma was reaching for the whisk, some of the flour on his sleeve accidentally rubbed against your cheek. "oh, i'm sorry let me–" before he could get another word out, you had already smeared a good amount of flour on his apron.

food wars were also a common occurrence between the two of you. you really don't know how your baked goods get done on time.

after finally placing your pie in the oven, thoma insists that you wash yourself off first so he can keep an eye on the pie. "fine, but don't eat any until i get back!" "alright alright i promise. now go!"

it was a very short lived promise. after your shower, you walked back into the kitchen to witness thoma eating the pie with a fork. "you liar!" yeah, he slept on the couch that night.

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