5 Works by SkipTheSyrup
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Childe, the eleventh of the Tsaritsa's harbingers and youngest of her sons, has a plan. He who craves power finds a way to get it, and he who is "evil" has many more options than he who is "good." So, if that plan leaves Childe on a throne, it's good in his eyes- even if it means seducing (and then murdering) Teyvat's richest & most powerful...
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Adrenaline, The Drug of Fools by SkipTheSyrup
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
11 Aug 2023
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As Christmas approached, Thoma found himself working more and more odd jobs around town, saving his mora for something special. Of course, the Kamisatos paid him far more than enough as it was, especially with them also providing a place for him to sleep, food for him to eat, and clothes for him to wear.
They paid him enough for Christmas presents, sure, but he really wanted to express his thanks to the Kamisato siblings, for all they’d done for him. And sure, he could just knit another sweater, or buy flowers, or whip up a feast like he’d done in years past, but this year he wanted to outdo himself. This year, he wanted to feel like he was repaying the siblings for all they’d done for him– even if it was just a fragment of his gratitude he could display.
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Five Fired Shots, Four Missed Chances by SkipTheSyrup
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
25 Jul 2022
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“I don’t- I don’t like any of these people, Thoma. And I don’t think I ever will. Because- because I already like someone else.” At this, Thoma flipped over back onto his stomach excitedly, and sat up as well.
“Oh, really? You can tell me anything, you know. Who is it? Itto? Miko? Oh… is it the Traveler~?” As Ayato sat there, dumbstruck, Thoma gasped.
“Oh! Is that why Ayaka told me you were being dumb about your crush? And right after they left, too.. it makes so much sense!” Ayato massaged his temples.
Or, Kamisato Ayato trying and failing to confessing to an utterly oblivious Thoma. Over. And over.
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The first time he laid eyes on Lord Commissioner Kamisato Ayato, Thoma was sure he was the most beautiful thing to ever grace this world. Of course, he wasn’t the Lord Commissioner yet- he was merely a fourteen-year-old boy, and the prettiest he had ever seen.
Ayato was the one to find him that day. It was always Ayato; it always will be. He had sat up from the burning sand, grit and salt in every crevice of his being. His lungs burned from the waves’ cruel assault, and every inch of his body was bruised, battered, and exhausted from last night’s pummeling. He still remembered the stars, bright and distorted, growing darker and dimmer as he sunk through the finally-calming foam. Down away from his last hope of life.
Except he had woken up here.
Or, Thoma has always loved Ayato. The question remains if Ayato has ever loved him.