JadePidgeon

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  1. Public Bookmark 34

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    “Do you think you could use ashes to make a heart?” Wanderer asked the alchemist.

    “We all begin and end as dust. Perhaps it would take a long time, but as everyone returns to earth, the earth will give back to us.”

    The phrase that Albedo had muttered before immediately comes to mind, “…Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.”

    “Exactly. As we all turn into ashes and dust upon our passing, we all start with ashes and dust as our beginning.”

    ———

    Wanderer goes to Monstadt at the suggestion of Nahida, and there he befriends a creation who was nothing like him, unable to do anything but point out how many differences the two of them had. Meanwhile, Albedo discovers how many similarities they shared with this mysterious new wanderer, eventually realising how alike they really are.

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    03 Jul 2023

  2. Public Bookmark 18

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    Albedo likes to paint and Wanderer likes to break things.

    The former also had the power of Khemia which can be used to create life, meanwhile, the latter has only brought about death and destruction. Albedo cannot fathom why creating things for the sake of creating things is such a hard concept for Wanderer to understand, meanwhile, Wanderer doesn't know why Albedo always holds back even though he holds so much power.

    This fic is about how Albedo teaches Wanderer how to paint. Or at least that’s how I intended the fic to go, there was a lot to unpack first.

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    03 Jul 2023

  3. Rec *

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    "That's different," Albedo says, “a flower can’t desire a person.”

    Kaeya laughs softly and tilts his head at Albedo, hair falling away to show his eyepatch. “You are not a flower, Kreideprinz. Look at you.”

    Albedo does, instinctively, glances down at his chalk body and his pale skin, gray in the moonlight. Kaeya runs his thumb over the back of Albedo’s hand, says “you feel human to me.”

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    28 Jun 2021

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    This is absolutely. Fantastic. the way that the emotions are characterized makes my heart melt

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    Crepus time travels to the future before his death. He’s a little confused as to why his sons aren’t talking. He’ll have to fix that won’t he.

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    He pressed a firm kiss against Kaeya’s temple, the boy had grown so much, he still smelled the same except there was something cold permeating the normal warm scent of calla lilies. “My how you’ve grown” Crepus whispered in amazement, Kaeya blinked rapidly, something he sometimes did when he was trying not to cry.”

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    30 Dec 2021

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    Kaeya is a fascinating annoyance.

    (Or: A series of events in which Albedo gets to know Kaeya, and they slowly go from strangers to acquaintances to something more.)
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    A Russian translation for this fic is available.

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    10 Jan 2022

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