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I would love to do an analysis on Arlecchino’s design but I also know that the few times I’ve done light design analysis my friends are always like

That’s really cool ‼️

Don’t believe you one bit but it’s cool

And like yeah that’s fair

But also character designs mean something, it’s not just what looks cool.

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Me going to make a personal post

Me realizing if I even get mildly specific I’d dox myself

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The Why should I worry reprise in Oliver and Company makes me tear up and I still don’t know why

Now I’m imagining some of the Oliver and company songs to harbinger dogs

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Can’t explain it yet so I might come back

But in the 4.6 Arlecchino fight cutscene where you’re in her domain and she reaches towards the traveler and it’s all intimidating and scary and the traveler is probably like ‘yeah, this is it’ but then all she does is put her hand on their shoulder and music calms…

It feels like the epitome of her character

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the urge to make a fatui harbingers edit with this 😭🙏

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Watching it defeats the experience

You can’t experience a shitty gacha game without playing the shitty gacha game

guess whos finally getting into undertale...

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You’ll do everything except genshin

guess whos finally getting into undertale...

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YES I did Redtail

They skipped out on his belly but whatever </3

Pinkbunnygirl43 had the falloff of the century for me but I’ll still lightly brag about how I won one of the design contests

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Pinkbunnygirl43 had the falloff of the century for me but I’ll still lightly brag about how I won one of the design contests

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starting to wonder if some of you have ever seen queer ppl irl because arlecchino is not butch

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When i remember my most popular post is hazbin hotel related

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I FINISHED THEM (They get refs and released way earlier than the clans they appear in because they’re my favs)

ANYWAYSSS

Crimsonmoon and Foxtorrent‼️‼️

What’s their lore? I should probably save their individual lore for their clan posts but they are in a cross-clan relationship in this AU because I’m a freak for Arlechi forever.

Fic for them under the cut 😭

Glossary:

Foxtorrent: Tartaglia

Crimsonmoon: Arlecchino

Shadowstrike: Clorinde

Fourtrees: A gathering spot for the 4 clans, a clearing surrounded by 4 great oak trees

Camp: where a clan lives

Moon: month

Patrol: it’s what it sounds like, it’s a broad word for warriors going out checking and remarking the border or hunting

Mouse-brained: Idiot

Crowfood: prey that’s been dead for a while/rotting prey

Fresh-kill: freshly killed prey

Starclan: The afterlife/Heaven

Dark forest: The Afterlife/hell/purgatory

Kittypet: House cat

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Foxtorrent waited in the clearing of Fourtrees, his paw tapping the earth absentmindedly. They had to start limiting their meetups to only once or twice a moon after he was interrogated by his clan’s deputy, Shadowstrike, for sneaking out of camp multiple night in a row and not bringing anything back.

She was suspicious, honestly all of Riverclan was suspicious. Things usually didn’t make him nervous and it didn’t make him nervous, he wasn’t worried about himself if anyone found out…

Either way, their meetings were now limited to the new moon, the day after the halfmoon meeting, and during gatherings. Although, Crimsonmoon is always a little late. She’d been stuck with the dusk border patrol for a moon, it had to be some odd punishment. Still, she always brought him something to eat, she never ate but she insisted. She had a habit of always bringing a gift if she couldn’t bring food but she refused anything from him.

Or maybe she just didn’t like fish.

Sometimes she brought something normal, like vole. Or she’d bring something odd. Once she did bring a frog and Foxtorrent had to relearn that Shadowclan cats weren’t ’carrion eaters’ they just had different prey available and had to make due.

He did eat the frog though despite his internal objections to the notion and… it wasn’t half bad.

It wasn't trout or anything but it wasn’t the worst thing he’d ever tasted and even if it was he would never reject anything Crimsonmoon brought him. It tasted like how Shadowclan’s scent seemed to cling to their fur like a bad omen. It’s murky and intense.

Not bad, just different.

He snapped his head over at the soft rustle of branches.

It was just a crow flying out of a bush.

“Fox.”

He flinched at the muffled voice and turned back around to see the black and white she-cat walk down into the clearing, a brown rabbit hanging from her maw. She dropped it at his paws and sat down with a yawn.

“Where’d you get a rabbit from?”

“Shadowclan territory, if you’re concerned.” She glanced in the direction of the Wind Oak. “I can respect some parts of the warrior code and besides, Windclan rabbits have too much room to run.” Crimsonmoon pushed the fresh kill towards Foxtorrent and looked at him expectantly. “It’d be a waste of energy.”

“You’re starting to make me feel bad, you know,” Foxtorrent sighed as he crouched down and sniffed it cautiously.

“Why?” Crimsonmoon’s ear twitched.

“I never bring you anything.” He took a bite out of the rabbit. He’d never actually had rabbit before, it tasted lighter than the other fresh-kill she usually brought, but the stuff you’d find in Shadowclan has a pretty strong and distinctive taste anyways so it wasn’t by much. He always suspected it was because every single creature in those woods ate crowfood.

“You brought fish once.”

“You don’t even like fish-.”

“Finish eating first before you talk. Riverclan cats have no manners.” Crimsonmoon glared at him before lapping at her paw and dragging it over her ear.

Foxtorrent frowned but complied and for a few minutes they sat in silence, and ever so occasionally he looked up at her. She was grooming her fur and as he watched right now it seemed annoying, or rather she always seemed annoyed when she had to do it. Maybe it was because her fur lengths differed in the most inconvenient spots? Her fur was rather long around her paws and tail and he assumed that must collect dirt a lot faster than usual and that combined with having to get between your paws as well. He didn’t know how she or any long-furred cat did it. He was satisfied with his short coat, too much fur would drag him down.

Despite that, she was probably the most beautiful cat he’d ever seen. He’d never seen a pattern like hers. It was mesmerizing, but she stared at him awkwardly when he spoke that aloud. She didn’t believe that.

Shadowclan was cruel to her.

He sat up, leaving the rabbit half eaten on the ground. “I was going to ask what you like.”

Her ear twisted toward him. “Birds.”

“… any bird?”

“They’re a pleasure to catch.”

“Do you like to eat them though? That’s what I’m asking you.” Foxtorrent poked at her with his paw. “So I can bring you something you’d do more than nibble at politely.”

The way she stared at the trout he caught so proudly was still stained in his memory. Crimsonmoon was never rude but as time passed she became more comfortable with expressing one singular emotion, displeasure.

Crimsonmoon paused her grooming session to focus on him. “Shadowclan warriors don’t eat fish, the fish in our ponds are barely large enough to eat if there are any at all. If I returned to camp with my breath reeking of fish it wouldn’t roll over very well.”

She paused and averted her gaze towards the Great Rock. “I appreciated the thought however, and I apologize if it came off as if I didn’t.”

Foxtorrent nodded slowly.

He hated it.

He hated how they had to be so careful with every choice they made when together. For Starclan’s sake if he had to roll in any animal dung one more time he was going to lose his mind. (Crimsonmoon told him to roll in mint patches but he could never find them…)

“What’s wrong?”

Foxtorrent shook his head and stilled his lashing tail. “What if you just joined Riverclan? We could stop this whole… back and forth thing!”

“I can’t join Riverclan.”

“Why not? Because you can’t swim? I can teach you, I’m the best swimmer!”

“If I join Riverclan just so this can be okay then they’d know we broke the Warrior code, it’s unsafe.”

“Who cares?! Shadowclan hates you anyway, they wouldn’t even notice! I mean you said it yourself, right?! Foxtorrent’s fur fluffed up as he jumped to his paws, snapping his head away from her at the motion of her ears turning back. “Starclan be damned, fine! Then what if we just leave the territories, I mean, you used to be a kittypet right?” He pressed a claw to her chest where a collar would be. “Let’s just do that!”

“I have family here, you have family here. We cannot abandon the responsibilities we have,” Crimsonmoon responded.

Crimsonmoon always stayed so calm it drove him mad. How could she just sit there and not be angry?! She had so much to be angry about.

He dug his claws into the dirt and turned away from her, resorting to expressing his energy through pacing. He didn’t want to yell, he wasn’t mad at her, he wasn’t, the culmination of events was just now starting to push him down and he felt suffocated.

He couldn’t breathe.

“What if… what if I join Shadowclan?” He turned back towards her, hoping, praying to Starclan that she might even consider it.

“The same problem arises as me joining Riverclan, the fact we broke the Warrior Code would become clear and then we’d be unsafe. Besides, you wouldn’t like Shadowclan, the trees there block out the sky, the prey alone is scarce, it barely supports the whole clan and sometimes warriors go hungry.”

Foxtorrent frowned. Looking at Shadowclan it seemed like the only warrior going hungry was her sometimes.

“Then what do we do? I don’t know what to do anymore but I do know that I can’t do this forever. It’s exhausting!”

He collapsed onto the ground, his ears pinned flat against his head.

He looked up as Crimsonmoon moved to lay down beside him. She didn’t say anything, she really barely said anything beside the logical answers he already knew.

He’d already brought it up plenty of times, he knew all the answers, he wanted to hate her for her answers. Hating her would be so much easier… he did hate her, he hated how she made him feel.

He trained in the dark forest and yet every scratch and bite he earned there didn’t compare to the sharp ache in his heart when he looked at her.

He was a fool, plain and simple.

“This won’t work.” He didn’t look at her and instead just kept his head resting on his paws. “It’s too painful.” Seeing you.

He couldn’t look at her, he wanted to dwell in the hatred for a moment.

“Say something,” he muttered.

She was silent for a moment.

Then she nudged him with her muzzle and looked up at the sky between the great oaks that always perfectly framed the moon.

“It’s a nice night.”

“Yeah,” Foxtorrent looked up, “this is nice.”

I worried about them seeming ooc, but also I think the threat of exile or execution is a valid enough excuse for anyone to be a little frantic. (The warrior code was treated so boring in the book, in this au there are serious consequences because it makes for an interesting story)

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Arle is NOT a morning person

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That one audio

The one that goes “please believe me mama, I am Moomim.”

Makes me think of Ajax

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Anyways what I’m saying is going into fight or flight everytime I have to do something is embarrassing

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It’s so over for me

One of my cats everytime I show an emotion other than neutrality tries to scratch my face

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How is one supposed to be able to survive on their own if they can’t make a phone call

One of my cats everytime I show an emotion other than neutrality tries to scratch my face