#SCARAMOUCHE SUPREMACY

[yukiitaooo]

oh my fucking god i can connect a Very Certain Hat Guy to kny lore with this tidbit. i was like . "if u combine "ina" from inadama and "tsuma" from agatsuma you get INAZUMA. inazuma? oh WHOS THE ARCHON OF INAZUMA? raiden ei, ALSO KNOWN AS NARUKAMI OGOSHO. and now WHAT did raiden ei do to ensure that she would not be eroded by time? CREATE A PUPPET. and WHO, is the prototype for said puppet? SCARAMOUCHE. SCARA-FUCKING-MOUCHE. NUMBER SIX OF SNEZHNAYA'S ELEVEN FATUI HARBINGERS AND THE LOVE OF MY LIFE. THE BALLADEER. SHOUKI NO KAMI, THE PRODIGAL. EVERLASTING LORD OF ARCANE WISDOM."

Thunder Bro Bentou & Language Nerdery

You know how long I've been waiting for peaches to come back into season? Besides that, this is unagi season. I can find unagi year-round, but since it's expensive, I've never bothered buying a big kabayaki slab of eel. I made my bentou and then sat down to eat the leftovers and found I wasn't enjoying the texture as much as other times I've had eel, and I wondered... is this even cooked? A friendly reminder that the "Kimetsu Kitchen" section of my blog is not instructional, but it is a place were I make stupid mistakes so you don't have to. I learned right away that eel must be cooked or it will kill you with toxins in its blood, so there was a moment of Zenitsu-style panic. What I also learned is that although kabayaki unagi is precooked, it is not meant to be eaten as-is like the unagi on sushi, you are absolutely supposed to heat it up, especially by grilling it. I have regrets on the bentou.

Something I wanted to make sure to incorporate in the bentou was rice, as rice has a lot of cultural ties to lightning. It's thought that lightning is the animating principle, or what gives life to rice plants (稲, whereas rice itself is 米), thereby making lighting a hallowed element of rice cultivation, and by extension a holy phenomenon in a culture that circles around rice cultivation. This is why the Second Form of Thunder Breath is called "Rice Spirit." As an attack name, it's Inadama, written as 稲魂, but as Kaigaku's surname in Kimetsu Academy, it's 稲玉. While this Breath is named for thunder, "kaminari" (雷), there's a lot of ways to refer to lightning/thunder, like other ways of reading the basic character 雷 like "ikazuchi" or writing "ikazuchi" in the more rare "霆" or referring to violent, blasting thunder in rarer terms like "Hekireki" 霹靂 (yes, as in "Thunderclap and Flash"). There's a whole long list of most basic compound kanji words to fit a bunch of difference nuances of thunder and lightning, included kanji that are typically only used in those words and you're just doubling up on the "thunder" meaning to really get the thundering point across. This is getting really, really archaic, but you know how the Thunder Pillar is called "Nari-bashira" (Roaring Pillar, 鳴柱)? Thunder also used to be called "Narukami" (鳴神). "Nari" and "naru" are the same "roaring" verb, and you might have noticed this is like word "kaminari" but in a different order. You could think of both words with the same meaning: "roar of the gods" or "roaring god." And, if the holiness of lightning hasn't been blasted into your head hard enough yet, the word for god (神) itself also used to be the word used for thunder, just that, on its own. It's not just a major force of nature and a pretty show and big sound, it is a divine force to be reckoned with.

Let's bring this back to rice. One of the more common words, which is more in reference to the blast of electricity itself instead of only the sound it makes, is "inazuma" 稲妻, one of at least a couple words for lightning/thunder which includes the character for rice plants. It's very amusing that it's "rice plant" and "wife" but even more amusing if you're a fan of the Thunder Bros:

Inadama: 稲玉 Agatsuma: 我妻 Like how Jigorou (by the way, "goro" is the sound thunder makes) wanted the two of them to serve as a Pillar together to complete each other in the areas they lack, their names are also like one whole split into two pieces. And while I'm at this, let's get into their first names, even though that's taking us further from the rice topic: Kaigaku: 獪岳 "crafty" & "peak/mountain" Zenitsu: 善逸 "virtue" & "flee"

Okay, like, rude. Did the same cynical monk with a bad sense of humor pick up both orphans and name them? "You're a sly and crafty one, I can tell. The very peak of craftiness. And you? When you see the virtuous thing to do, you're going to turn around and flee from doing that." I've played with Zenitsu's name a bit more in this One-Shot fic, but something that I find interesting about Kaigaku's name is that, like Himejima's, it contains a geological reference which isn't very commonly used. We certainly see Kaigaku live up to his name in his brief appearances, he's got his sights on lofty goals and will do whatever sly things he needs to do to get there. In their final exchange with one another, he and Zenitsu make a lot of references to "善悪" (zen'aku), what's "right and wrong." More deeply, what's virtuous and good, and what is evil. It's in being directly contrasted to his lightning counterpart Kaigaku that Zenitsu stops fleeing and lives up to the good in his name. And, when it came down to it, Kaigaku was the one who twice chose cowardly actions to save himself. Anyway, rice. The rice in this bentou happens to be from the Izumo region, home to a bunch of Shinto culture (including many legends surrounding a rice harvest goddess, Inata-hime) and a strong magatama culture, though Kaigaku's is the more standard shape with a pointed end instead of the knobby Izumo shape. I only note these details because I'm an Izumo region nerd, not because I think Kaigaku is from there. That said, magatama are said to help bring forth and focus one's spiritual power, so like, there you go, that's a meaning behind his motif. I got the blue color on the rice by using butterfly pea flower tea, cool, huh? As for the greens, that's a vegetable called "kaiware." I just picked it out because it says "kai" and "ware" sounds like the verb for splitting something apart. Sometimes my thoughts are simple puns.

[pachimation]

they lost focus and had a consensual workplace relationship 😔

[linalaine]

- Frustrations -

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Scaramouche x Reader Smut

🪼🌸cw: afab reader, use of good girl/slut/bitch, slight praise, aggressive/choking/degradation/humilation/spanking/raw sex, use of pussy/cunt.

Enjoy !! ^^

ps. i looove jellyfish

Hot tears of pleasure streamed down your cheeks as Scaramouches hand landed another harsh smack to your ass.

It was so humiliating! He had come home from work, another bad day as usual. But a certain ginger had gotten on his last nerve of the day, leaving him extra frustrated. And what better way to relieve his frustrations than using his sweet lover as a personal stress reliever!

He had you bent over his lap bare, harsh smacks hitting your ass. Leaving red hand marks behind. You were always so understanding and obedient! Letting him use you however you want!

"Quit your crying and take your spanking like a good girl, hm?" Scaramouche prompts, gently rubbing a hand over the red marks on your ass while a slight whimper escapes you before biting your lip and nodding your head.

"Besides, don't act like you're not getting off to this, slut." He mocks you. Another blow to your ass, jolting you forward a bit. After that, he seems satisfied and manhandles you into a different position.

Your front facing the wall mirror on his lap, your drooling cunt just above his leaking tip. One of his hands snake around your throat, applying a slight pressure. Not enough to hurt you, but enough to make you let out a small gasp and moan as he whispers into your ear.

"See that, slut? You're such a mess for me. Look at you. Dirty whore. Don't you see how wet your little pussy is for me? All because of a spanking." He forces you to look at yourself in the mirror. He's right. You look like such a mess. Your cheeks slightly red, a mix of blush and from crying.

"I want you to watch as I lower your cunt onto me. As I fuck every little thought out of that stupid head of yours, yeah? Watch how fast I fuck my frustrations out onto you."

"Scara.. pl- pleaAUuah..-!" You didn't even have time to finish your sentence. You were cut off by your own moaning as he suddenly thrust up into you.

It was so lewd and perverted how you watched him thrusting up into you, balls slapping against the curve of your ass. His pace was almost brutal as he grabbed your hips, using you to get himself off. His thrust were so hard and fast that you were seeing stars.

"Fuuuckk.. You're so fucking tight. Such a slut, fuck!" He groaned. You could see the way your tits bounced with each thrust into you, the way your mouth hung slightly open, drool dribbling down your chin as nothing but slutty moans were ripped from you. He could feel his frustration disappearing with each clench of your walls around his thick cock.

Scaramouches hand made its way around your neck again each time your head rolled back and you cried from the pleasure. Forcing you to watch as he ruined your pussy.

"Shiit. Shit! I'm fuck- I'm gonna cum!"

"M-Me too! Ahhnn.. Feels too goood!" You cried out, your hips moving to match his thrust as you came all over his cock.

"Fucking, take it. Take it all, bitch." He cursed as hot ropes of cum painted your insides. His thrust slowing down as he emptied himself inside of you. You whined feeling the warm feeling burst into your stomach, your head rolling back onto his shoulder.

"Fuckk.. You did so good. Such a good fucking girl for me. So good." He groaned again softly. His head resting on yours as you both panted breathlessly. He gave your cheek a soft kiss while continuing to whisper sweet praises in your ear.

[pbart86]

Anemo Cleaners (Comic by me)

[listenhereyalittle]

I drew a thing of my favorite little guys

[absaart]

Scara with his anemo cube ✨

[hospitalyuris]

I have one more team called my dad doesn’t love me that consists of childe Zhongli xinyan and xiao

[yuuning]

what if wanderer met kazuha

my insta @yuuning_art

[purplebluekrys]

Them because they're pretty and I love them.

(don't ask why Neuvilette is shirtless, I always draw characters shirtless before drawing clothes and I didn't had motivation to draw his)

Oh yeah did I mention that I drew all of these in English class?

[tumbleweedmemethemes]

Who’s your fav Anemo guy? comment/reblog below!

[meowmeowovermeta]

hey since there’s a lot of folks migrating over from twt, i wanna do a friend meme

reply to this post or rb and tag ‘friend me!’ if you like genshin. also for fun note what you ship and who your blorbos are, so we can all find who we vibe with and create a fun lil community <3 fandom is most fun with a small close-knit group of friends after all

[ckret2]

I remember you saying a lot of the characters you'd written for had a common theme of loneliness, is there any common theme between the pairings you like or is it just purely "the chemistry is good" ?

there are sooo many pairings with "good chemistry" that totally bore me lmao. no, i've got specific preferences.

Here's one very very specific ship dynamic that I almost always gravitate toward:

Enter a fandom. Find the most powerful villain (or villain-acting character) in this fandom. They must be completely OP, absolutely self-assured in their power and supremacy, all but unbeatable (unless it's by like the plucky hero or whatever). They are smug. They are confident. Their tag is probably filled with reader insert fics with plots like "y/n is dommed by [character] and calls him daddy." This is the Badass.

Find another character. This character is comparatively pathetic. Oftentimes, the fandom joke is that they could never win a fight. If the fandom isn't loudly proclaiming that this second character would get their ass handed to them by, specifically, the Badass, then it's only because the two of them are on SUCH different power levels that the idea of a fight never enters fans' minds. They may or may not actually be a wimp, but what matters is the fandom (and often, the narrative) sees them that way—at least when compared to the Badass, if not universally. This is the Loser.

Then have the Badass get kneecapped with love for the Loser.

They've gotta fall in love in a way that completely destroys them. It makes them fall from grace. It strips away their godhood. It topples their empire. It steals their power, their prestige, their dignity, their confidence, their sanity. It ruins their life.

The Badass would give up everything for a chance to crawl like a worm at the feet of their beloved Loser. They submit themself entirely to the Loser's will. They are but a sword, a toy, a dog, a piece of trash—whatever they need to lower themself to to be allowed to bask in the Loser's light.

The Loser might not even reciprocate.

This is a difficult ship dynamic to be into because even when the fandom DOES ship Badass/Loser, every one of the fics is like "Loser is dommed by Badass and calls him daddy" and I recoil in disgust.

And here's some other ship dynamics I'm into—borrowed from a couple of prior asks I've gotten here and here so if you wanna see me ramble EVEN MORE, I go more in depth in those two links.

the biggest thing that gets me into a ship is unhealthy obsession. Love to the point of self-destruction. Love past the point of all reason. Love like an addiction, love like a poison.

Forms this takes can include:

a worshiper toward their (personal) god. bonus points if the "god" isn't even that great, the divinity just exists in the worshiper's mind and the "god" kinda sucks (billford's a good example; I actually usually prefer the obsession going the other way around, but there's definitely still shades of this in how I write Ford's POV on Bill)

mutual rabidly codependent toxic obsession (example: comics Venom.)

"knight" obsessively in love with their liege. (canon example: Pearl toward Rose Quartz. headcanon example: Zim toward the Tallest. this is gonna be how i write Scaramouche toward Aku.) This can be extended to ships with similar power dynamics like henchman/villain.

your classic yandere. "I love you so much I had to kidnap you," "stay with me and I'll make you sososo happy, leave and I'll kill us both," "I will proactively murder anyone who likes you before you can like them back," "I will rewrite my entire identity to be perfect for you," "I'm so breathlessly euphoric with love for you that I kind of want to slit my own throat" yandere-yandere. (THE yandere: Yuno Gasai. a personal favorite: IDW Tarantulas toward Prowl.)

perpetually unrequited love. it MUST stay unrequited. if it becomes requited it stops being interesting. it must be quietly agonized over for an eternity. Bonus points if the couple once had a chance but the suffering lover sabotaged it. (I've done this with HashiMada, Starscream/Wheeljack, and radiosnake. you could easily do it with Gideon/Mabel or post-betrayal billford.)

"emotionless" characters (like in a "robot programmed without emotions" way, not a "mental illness" way) that somehow gain the capacity to feel love and it becomes their whole identity because they have nothing else. (i don't have an example lmao)

Various tropes I enjoy outside unhealthy obsession (although it can incorporate it):

Anything that lets me write a character romantically waxing poetic over the breathtaking beauty of something that normal people would never consider a potential object of attraction. Like a pteranodon, or a literal triangle with an eyeball, or a pile of black sludge.

The super genius who makes/does incredible things and their personal muse who inspires their work and is in awe of the brilliant things they do/make. they can both be geniuses but don't have to be. (Tarantulas & Prowl; Sir Pentious & Alastor; Ford & Bill)

Toxic exes who still know each other SO well that it's agony to be around each other because they can see everything they used to have.

Characters who make each other Worse. Like their relationship is good, but being together turns them both into terrible people. (Venom.)

[writerandbaka]

The jackal and the witch AU ～ Cyno and Scara hybrid forms 💜🐈‍⬛

Yaaaay I can finally post this reference sheet about these two fluffy familiars! I was looking forward to show them to you without doing spoilers about my fic, but since Cyno has now made his official appearance, here we are eheh (✧▽✧)

So you may ask... why did I draw Scara too? Well, just because he's one of my favorite characters, and so my hand slipped wopss 😋🪄

Fun facts about them (that you probably won't be interested in, but are there nonetheless):

I believe in messy hair Cyno supremacy! Since Tighnari likes to ruffle Cyno's fur when he's a jackal to take revenge of his unfunny jokes, his hair is also often ruffled for the same reason (¯▿¯)✨

I was too lazy to think for a nickname for Scaramouche-Wanderer, so that’s why I preferred to call him just “Scara” on the fic and that's it 😂🙈

Scara's body in his hybrid form is still a puppet. So he has joints on his skin, although he keeps them covered with clothes and bandages as much as possible because he don't like to see them (only the joints of his fingers and toes are partially visible).

In their hybrid form, both suffer from the cold, as they are normally accustomed to protecting their bodies with fur. That's why they usually prefer comfy or warm clothing... or, especially Cyno, they like to curl up next to their witch in search of warmth (๑>◡<๑)💕

If you got curious about this fantasy AU, here are other reference sheets that I've already drawn: Tighnari and Cyno / Kaveh and Alhaitham / Collei and Amber / Nahida and Scara

[banjomelodies]

So, funny story.

I am currently writing something now! I have two pages and 1112 words. I am planning to end the first chapter of it when the Kabukimono reaches Tatarasuna with Katsuragi.

I haven't tried writing a story since I attempted to write a Danganronpa AU about Hopes Peak Purgatory (if that's the right word), so -

I am not gonna lie, I desperately want to see more fics about Scaramouches life as The Kabukimono in Tatarasuna, or his time with the Nameless Child. There are a lot of gaps that I think would be interesting to see the interpretations of. The only fics I ever see with 'Kabukimono' are usually AU's where that's his actual name, rather than a nickname given to him by the people of Tatarasuna, and it's more often than not a Modern AU. Please, please someone write fics about Scaramouche trying to learn how to read and write, or how to light fires. I desperately need to see how people think his 'human learning' in Tatarasuna went.

[idyllic-affections]

a winter night's lazzo.

summary. the loss of a mother creates a pain comparable to no other. trigger & content warnings. major character death (la signora), loss of a parental figure, chronic illness flare-up, mc is HOMICIDAL towards both the traveler (implied to be aether bc abyss!lumine supremacy <3) and scaramouche, violent thoughts, all five stages of grief, scara slander 💕, [name] is stated to have longer hair but it is only mentioned once. tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. angst, hurt/slight comfort. dad!pantalone & reader. 2k words. they/them pronouns for reader. prev | next author's thoughts. i wasn't going to post this. why? no clue tbh, i'm actually quite happy with the dialogue and dynamics i created in this fic, but i nonetheless had little to no intention of actually posting it. then someone showed interest in how [name] would respond to signora's death, and i RAN to revise, edit, & post this old draft HEKSJSKSGHF

       Snezhnaya had never felt colder.

       Even though the power of Pyro could dance on their fingertips at their command, staving off the cold whenever they desired, it was too cold; whatever small attempts they made at warming their body were quickly snuffed out by the frost. Even though they knew lives would be lost in pursuit of the Cryo Archon's honorable goal...

       It was a little too much. It was too cold.

       'Lohefalter... will not be coming back.'

       They said nothing, gave no indication of having heard him at all. Then, they met his gaze with a chillingly distant expression unbefitting of someone their age. No child should have been capable of looking so... unreadable. Briefly, Pierro mused to himself that they truly resembled the way their father looked when something troubled him extremely deeply. 'She's dead, then? Don't treat me like a fucking child, Lord Pierro.'

       The man's brows seemed to furrow slightly, surprised at how dangerously sharp their tongue was, but he obliged them nonetheless and nodded. For a noble who was taught specifically not to lose their composure...

       They were very close to losing it entirely. Before him stood but another child who had been eternally changed by the Motherland's cruelty. It was... something worth mourning, really. Any innocence they should have had was long since burned away. Someone so young should not have been capable of making the expression that they wore so effortlessly, but perhaps that is what being raised by the Fatui does to a person. Someone so young should not have been capable of making the expression they wore, but they simply were able to do so. Perhaps that is just a testament to the absence of innocence, innocence that they never really got to experience.

       'Yes. Rosalyne-Kruzchka Lohefalter is dead.'

       A strong chill climbed the length of their spine, making them shiver slightly. They could taste blood at the back of their dry, raw throat, wincing as they rubbed the side of their neck in an attempt to ease the pain. Normally, they handled the cold very well. The extreme temperatures of the Motherland typically didn't hinder them so terribly; it was, ironically, the heat that made it difficult for them to function. The very power that coursed through their veins after years and years of studying to master it without a blessing from the gods was indeed destructive in more ways than one. Even so, no matter how resilient they were normally, it was just far too cold for them to handle. They trembled beneath their thick coat like a leaf in the wind, thumb rubbing over the Pyro delusion tucked in their coat in an attempt to absorb the warmth it radiated.

       ...Then again, normally there was Mother Rosalyne to help them regulate their body temperature. She was not there. She would never be there again.

       In their weak, emotional state, they dared not try their hand at true pyromancy, lest another Harbinger lose their coat to the flames like the Balladeer did all those years ago. Heating their body was one thing, but generating flames? It was simply too risky. Disrupting the funerary atmosphere by setting someone aflame wasn't something they were all that keen on doing. Under different circumstances, they wouldd be glad to set someone alight the same way they did to the Sixth.

       (They absently noted that the aforementioned Harbinger was missing from the memorial service.

       If they weren't as well-informed as they were, they'd assume it was just because he was an asshole. As much as they would like to blame it on his shitty personality... they knew better.)

       Whatever was left of the Fair Lady's body was sealed inside the beautifully intricate casket that they were especially particular about being involved in selecting; they knew her far better on an intimate level than even the other immortal Harbingers did. No-one could deny them their right to be involved. La Signora had it stated in her will, regardless, that she wanted them involved in her commemoration.

       Even if the others dared deny them their right, would they dare deny La Signora's final wish?

       Columbina's voice, beautiful and alluring like the call of a siren, did naught to soothe them. Some part of their brain still refused to acknowledge the fact that, indeed, in that intricately beautiful casket (which they couldn't even confidently say was adequately befitting of such a stunning woman like Rosalyne; nothing was good enough for her, nothing would ever be good enough for her) was the one who filled the role of the absent parent in their life. Even as they gingerly traced some of the details with their gloved fingers...

       It was as if their head was stuffed full of cotton.

       "We are gathered here today to remember our dear comrade. In honor of her sacrifice, all work should halt for half a day as the nation mourns her passing."

       'There's no way this is real,' they mused absently to themselves. 'She said she'd be back in a month. She said she'd take me to Fontaine when she got back.'

       If they were more coherent, they'd object simply because half a day was hardly long enough.

       "Merely half a day?" Pantalone chuckled. He seemed to share their sentiment, albeit for separate reasons. It was only when his hands tenderly brushed their hair back over their shoulders that they seemed to become tethered to reality. With Rosalyne being gone, the attachment they already held to their father increased tenfold. Archons forbid something ever happened to him, too; the things they were thinking of doing to the traveller were already horrendously criminal, but if something were to happen to their father? The things they'd do would make even the bravest man cower. "People say the Northland Bank's true currencies are blood and tears, but Mayor, even speaking as a banker, that sounds a little unconscionable."

       "Rosalyne died in a foreign land, but you heartless buisnessmen and dignitaries always with a covenient excuse to remain in the comfort of your homeland. You couldn't hope to understand, so why don't you keep your mouth shut? We don't want to make the children cry." She scoffed, gaze briefly flicking in their direction; her eyes softened slightly upon landing on them, "...To this day, I am still shocked to see that someone as courageous as your child came from you."

       "My willingness to leave Snezhnaya doesn't have anything to do with courage, Aunt Arlecchino," they murmured, shifting their weight from one leg to the other. "I'm a debt collector. It's in my job description. I leave for either work or recreation. I'd stay here otherwise, so please... don't create such a distance between my father and I. I'm no different."

       Neither she nor their father had an opportunity to add on any further—not that Arlecchino would have been able to find the words to reply, anyway. What could she possibly say to them? The child she partially raised was claiming to be no less cowardly than their father, but they were. She knew they were.

       Even so, she also did not want to drive distance between them and someone they loved.

       Not now. Not when they were grieving.

       "Hey, c'mon now," Childe intervened, "even I don't think this is the right time or place for a fight."

       Perhaps he was sensitive to their discomfort. He did have siblings, after all. It wasn't a stretch to imagine that he'd be especially perceptive to their emotional needs, even in spite of all that he'd been through. One would think the Abyss would stamp out any empathy, but Childe time and time again proved to have certain redeeming qualities that even the Abyss failed to rid him of.

       He was arguably the most sane person at the funeral, really.

       "...Utterly risible."

       "Though her methods tarnished her honor—"

       A dart of fire missed Capitano's face by perhaps an inch, dissipating with a faint hiss when it came into contact with the frigid wall. "My hand slipped," was all they said with a flat, blatantly sarcastic tone when accusatory glances were shot their way. "My bad."

       Columbina giggled into her palm.

       Unbothered, Il Capitano went on, "—Lohefalter's sacrifice is a great pity. Her loss shall not hinder our progress, but Dottore... what of Scaramouche and the Gnosis from Inazuma?"

       Right.

       Now that their head was slightly clearer, they recalled the details they had managed to gather from Pierro regarding the Inazuma mission, sifting through them mentally once again like they'd done so many times before. Right; it was Scaramouche who did not tell Rosalyne that he already had the Gnosis. If he had, she would still be standing. Alive.

       A deep sense of hatred boiled in their chest, spreading and consuming everything in its wake until all that was left was ash.

       Perhaps they weren't so different from their late mother figure.

       'Fucking bastard.'

       Their gaze snapped to the Doctor—he was not the Doctor in his prime, they halfheartedly noted—limbs trembling with the utter strength of their rage.

       'I hope you lose all that you have ever loved in Dottore's experiment, and if somehow, by the grace of the Gods, you don't... I'll take it from you myself.'

       A squeeze to their shoulder brought them back to reality once again. Their eyes flickered to the Regrator, breath shallow and quick. It was hard to differentiate their emotions from their illness, and by the time they were grounded enough to do so, their chest was already tight with the lack of adequate oxygen. A soft whimper was involuntarily choked from their throat when a sharp ache struck their diaphragm. Again, their shoulder was squeezed. The simple gesture carried a clear enough message:

       Calm down.

       For their health, both physical and mental, they needed to calm down. It was then that they noted the rising temperature around their body—fuck, was that heat emanating from them? Rosalyne didn't warn them about this. She did once offhandedly mention that emotions may affect their art, but they never thought that'd apply to them and clearly she had shared that sentiment; they were so skilled at masking their feelings behind an elegantly deceptive mask. Despite that, if they weren't careful, they'd end up burning their own coat off.

       "Conventional wisdom holds that divine knowledge cannot be rationally comprehended. After conquering the divine gaze, he will make his next move."

       "It's time to end tonight's foolish theatrics," Pierro began, finally approaching the casket as all of the other Harbingers had already done. "Right now, you have no captive audience. Let every worthy sacrifice be carved in ice, and with this nation endure for all time."

       With Pantalone on their left and Arlecchino on their right, they sent Rosalyne off.

       "In the name of Her Majesty, the Tsaritsa, we will seize authority from the gods."

                         — flower of the universe !! 🌸

       "Would you like to meet Dottore in Sumeru?"

       They sat comfortably in a little space by the window, still bundled up in their coat, absentmindedly picking at the threads of their outfit. Their gaze briefly flickered to their father stood at their side before shifting back to the raging blizzard outside.

       "I'd rather not," they murmured. "I would faint not even five minutes into a nation that humid. There's no guaruntee I won't slaughter the traveller on sight, either. Also... genuinely, Scaramouche is my least favorite of you all. I don't care what happens to him. His mommy issues got the best of him," they scoffed, to which their father's lips twitched vaguely upwards. "It would be no more entertaining than it would be boring."

       "You never did get along with the Balladeer. Shall I take you to Liyue for the time being, then? You may benefit from... detachment from the Fatui's affairs for a while."

       "...I'd like that. Maybe I'll find out where all of Childe's mora is going while I'm there."

       The Regrator chuckled at that, squeezing their shoulder once more and leaning down to kiss the top of their head. "Do see to it that I'm the first you tell when you inevitably find out, hm?"

       "I will."

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TWST MOOTSTERLIST

get it. because- okay nevermind i'm so sorry for the pun

@0klwkan: aavvie!! my first twst mutual and the person who brought me into it in the first place!! they are SO cool go check them out :DD vian my beloved <333 jamil smoocher 🫵🏽.

@shutupkida: kida!! i got to know her through stalking her blog because of her awesome fics the bllk-twst crossover! :DD i'll work on it i promise i just need to get my brain juice working :'D

@nem0-nee: KABABAYAN (1) honestly her art is just ??????? *chef's kiss* i am smooching your art i am eating it i am putting it on a pedestal and staring at it mwah. nemo reigns in chaos supremacy 😌

@officialdaydreamer00: ireneeee 🥺 my Soulmate 🥺🥺🥺 they're just like me fr fr. i saw them on auburn's blog and went 🫵🏽. 🫵🏽🫵🏽🫵🏽. wedding planner, fellow muse, tweel kisser, super mega amazing 😌.

@shyhaya: i saw haya on irene's blog and went ??? friend! very shy, but the art is *chef's kiss*, and her responses to tag games are very entertaining <333

@mangocat21: they've got AWESOME art :DD new to art??? seriously?? with that style?? i am deceased dead gone ascended to heaven that is SO cool OoO got into twst for leona got trapped by the floyd >:3

@azulashengrottospiano: auburn!! literally married to azul and writes absolutely BANGER fics. i'm still kicking my feet and giggling over some of them ///>v<///

@the-v-lociraptor: fellow muse!! her boy yuliy is a GIANT and VERY fun to draw :DD also her art and lore??? 🛐🛐🛐

@valerie-leech: valerieee!! she's so pretty omg and her art is AMAZING :DD fellow muse (and tweel kisser..? or is it just jade.. :00)

@i-like-forgs: ryoko!! fellow muse and a cool person 😎 i always see them on my activity feed thank you 🥺

@taruruchi: KABABAYAN (2) her art is so good like ???? VERY entertaining and a great mutual too :DD

@starry-night-rose: ellis!! her stuff??? so many things planned out and her ocs are SUPER intriguing :DD looking at u rn in curiosity and interest

@shkrmpp: shrimpy!! i saw one of their posts that said new moots were welcome so i proposed ^v^ <333 and their WRITING.. emotions go brrrr

@hydrangea-breeze: hydra!! her writing????? reading it all up and going 👀👀👀 and her posts and tags too i love reading them they're so entertaining ^v^

@totallymem3: KABABAYAN (3) her art???? going yes yes yes every time 😌 her yuu sounds SO fun to see and know about :DD

@synchronize03: YOU. you were responsible for the blowing up of my airport-leash-but-twst meme. a GOLDMINE of reblogs 😌

@ceruleancattail: ceruuuu!!!! cater kisser coughcough they are AMAZING as in VERY. VERY AMAZING. eloquence and elegance and flustering-capabilities are off the CHARTS they constantly make me go ADFGHJKHGFDSDFGHJKJHGH with their fics

@cookiesandbiscuits: KABABAYAN (4) cookie!! i saw her follow me one day and went :0000 called me cool once and i love her for it 🥺 PLAYLIST MAKER!! i was looking through some stuff again and found you!! went so THAT'S who cookie was how could i forget 😭😭😭 music taste is *chefs kiss* i'm gonna be jamming along to songs with you mwah mwah

@names-are-dumb: COLE I'M SO SORRY I DIDN'T SEE YOU IN MY TWST ACCOUNT FOLLOWS I AM ASHAMED FOR THIS GRIEVOUS OVERSIGHT 😭😭😭 anyway! this guy's brain is HUGE. like. the midas lore?? hello?? looking looking looking but also not going in with a ten-foot pole if i can help it ya boy's kinda scary but fascinating. very fascinating indeed 😌

@the-dumber-scaramouche: KABABAYAN (5), likes bicol express according to one of the posts i first saw on her blog :DD mainly simps for ???? definitely kaveh but there's a lot of conflicting posts for twst, and did i mention how ENTERTAINING her tags are I'm grinning ear to ear just reading them

@vioisgoinginsane: vio!! fellow jade faver (?) 🥺🥺🥺 her scenario posts are GENIUS and i love love LOVE her reblogs and tags. super supportive too like ????? <333333

@luvkamishiro: new moot!! BANGER art and ideas like seriously :000 seems super nice too :DD

@perfectlyunadulteratedjellyfish: KABABAYAN (6) dan!!! so nice 🥺 looking forward to getting to know them more :DD

@allioaro: new moot!! i saw her ruggie as housewarden post on my dash and got intrigued :DD her art is so cute it looks so soft and pretty 🥺🥺🥺 IMMACULATE and fun vibes detected as i looked through her blog 😌 idia smoocher >:D

@shinysparklesapphires: sapph!!! i CANNOT believe you haven't put here yet i SWEAR i already wrote one for you :((( absolutely INTERESTING OCs right here, and she's so cool??? first one to draw my babygirl everiu other than me thank you SO much 🥹🥹🥹 xeir oc lore?? once again going 👀👀👀👀👀 INTRIGUED by it 😌

@katriniac: ooooh she cooool. not much info about her, we just started following each ohter one day and i have no recollection of past interactions but SUPER honored to be moots with you!!

@dove-da-birb: DOVE!!!! they're so cool and supportive and nice and ASDFGHJKFJLDRNGNRJVNFHDQWHSLFJF 🥺🥺🥺🥺 AWESOME writer and friend and also their OCs????? writing blog is @da-birb-writes-sometimes go check it out for super good stories it'll be so worth it mwah mwah

@honkai-freak: new moot!! met them during the I-tweel-I wedding and they asked to be an usher! :DD

@somany-fandoms-solittle-time: aims!! fellow theater kid 🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖💖 has BANGER ideas and great music taste like seriously also so fun to interact with????

@murderisokay: new moot!! new to tumblr, apparently, but that's okay :DD vil smoocher?? 👀👀👀 also their artstyle is super cute and neat it's so nommable XD

@twistwonderlanddevotee: sofia!!!!! new moot and already a RIOT to be around :DDD like seriously she's so fun and she makes awesome wallpapers???? ALSO LIKES ARTEMIS FOWL AND MLB YES YES YES

tags i can copy-paste for convenience 😎 (apologies if you receive a double notification :'D): @0klwkan, @shutupkida, @nem0-nee, @officialdaydreamer00, @shyhaya, @mangocat21, @azulashengrottospiano, @the-v-lociraptor, @valerie-leech, @i-like-forgs, @taruruchi, @starry-night-rose, @shkrmpp, @hydrangea-breeze, @totallymem3, @synchronize03, @ceruleancattail, @cookiesandbiscuits, @names-are-dumb, @the-dumber-scaramouche, @vioisgoinginsane, @luvkamishiro, @perfectlyunadulteratedjellyfish, @allioaro, @shinysparklesapphires

more moots..? :00 yeet me an ask or comment or reblog if you wanna :DD let's be mutuals! ^v^