#hope scara and nahida interact again!

[royxart]

who’s comforting who 🌱

[dogwithrabies]

【★】 cws: none! sub!scara, gn reader but described as afab. slight dacryphilia igl

【☆】 the spacing looks kinda wonky augh, anyway! it's my first time actually writing something serious, so enjoy!

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Why does it have to be me?

You mentally curse Aether while taking another step forward. After all the adventures you two shared, he bailed out when Nahida asked him to accompany The Wanderer on his little solo mission. Not only that, but he also suggested your name, something along the lines of “(name) seems to be more fitting for this job than me”. They didn't even give you a notice. The news of your impromptu trip came at the last second, leaving you with only a few hours to prepare, both mentally and physically.

You’re momentarily dragged out of your thoughts as you feel your foot slip, quickly putting your hands forward and catching yourself. It takes you a second to compose yourself and keep on hiking, while your companion just looks at you with an expression of irritation and floats by you.

He insisted on taking a shortcut, cutting right through deep vegetation and saving up time. That is if you can fly. Now, he stands on top of the hill, looking down on you as you stagger to keep up.

Slowly sinking back into your thoughts, you wonder… maybe Aether saw right through your annoyed façade, scowling every time you were faced with Kunikuzushi. Sure, he was rude and sometimes unbearable- but he had such a pretty face. And pretty eyes. And soft lips.

His hair also looked so soft, you wonder how it would feel to run your hand through it, slowly combing it. Maybe even pulling and tugging on it- alas, thinking of him, your thoughts always sway in a different direction.

The wanderer folds his arms over his chest. “This place seems adequate for resting. If it wasn’t for you, I would’ve already arrived at the destination. Fragile humans, always needing to rest after even a small effort.” Another not-so-subtle quip aimed at you. You stopped listening as soon as he started listing the other ways you “slowed him down”, focusing on setting up camp instead. You wished he could just shut up. Forever. But his voice sounds so heavenly, if only he wasn’t such a pain in the ass.

Unbeknownst to you, his eyes fall on your back, following your movements.

He can’t help it, really.

He’s always found himself strangely attracted to you. His gaze follows your hands as they pull and tug while setting up the tent, silently wishing they could do the same to him. He still doesn’t want to admit it to himself, but he was relieved when he found out Nahida choose you to accompany him. Even during previous interactions he has always secretly hoped to have your attention on him, throwing insults at you, enjoying every single glare you throw at him.

The thought of liking someone, especially if that someone is you , irks him. He has never needed anyone. Getting close to people (to humans, no less), is just asking to get betrayed again. He has seen it over and over again, relationships falling apart over the stupidest reasons, cheating and lies and whatnot. The aftermath is even more pathetic, fake sympathy when both parties are on “good terms” or the sadness of a heartbreak.

Despite finding himself starting over, leaving his life as The Balladeer behind, old habits die hard.

So he finds himself in an internal conflict between wanting you and hating you. The latter more often.

The sound of the tent opening grabs his attention- “are you coming inside or not?” you say, your head poking outside while holding the zipper down. Sighing, he takes off his hat and sits down next to you, crossed legs and staring off in the distance. He hates how soft your voice sounds when you’re not busy arguing with him. Soft breaths and defeated sighs as you pull the blanket over you both, covering his legs.

Once again, he finds his gaze falling on you, your back is facing him and your chest is heaving up and down as you breathe. He has half a mind to reach out and touch your hair, but he holds back, you’re still awake. Maybe he could wait until you fall asleep to silently satiate his wish, but the fear of getting caught is stronger. So he sinks under the blankets and settles for simply watching you sleep.

The Wanderer stirs awake, breathing softly as his eyes try to focus.

No light filters through the tent, assuming it’s still nighttime, he lays his head back on the pillow, but when trying to roll on his back, he feels his arm catch on something. That’s when he takes notice of the warm sensation of your body against his. And his arm on your waist, holding you tightly. A bit too tightly, you slightly stir in your sleep and can feel you press against him while your back arches.

He feels himself stiffening, a warm sensation down there, taking notice of how his shorts feel too tight and the tent too small. He removes his arm from your hips and tries to pull the other one from under your back, but to his utter dismay you turn, now facing him, luckily still sleeping.

Not so luckily, your arm is draped on his chest and your leg rests in between his, dangerously close to his semi-hard cock.

Sighing in defeat, his free arm on his forehead covering his eyes, he tries to fall asleep once again.

He doesn’t really need to sleep, physically speaking he does not get tired. During his fatui days, he was used to spending weeks awake on missions. It’s more for his sanity, the calm of the night allows him to organize his thoughts while resting his body. And Nahida would nag him to no end if she found out he was, once again, not sleeping in order to finish his work for her faster.

Trying not to focus on how tightly you’re holding him (or how close your leg is to where he wants you the most) holding him hostage against you, he tries distracting himself, hoping his erection dies down with his will to fight your grip.

Being the first one to wake up, quickly taking conscience of your current position, you panic slightly. You’ve never been this close to him, not that he would let you, he had such an aversion for touch, always keeping his distance.

But right now, his visage is relaxed, his usual scowl nowhere in sight, he looks beautiful.

Slowly moving your arm you reach out for his hair, slowly tucking some loose strands behind his ear, just to get a better look at his face. His eyes are closed, with that red eyeliner of his perfectly contouring his eye shape. Your eyes fall lower, his lips, rosy pink and so inviting. Sitting up and removing yourself completely from him, pulling the blanket off yourself, you turn once again.

But you’re not granted the chance to admire him more, his eyes slowly flutter awake, locking on you.

“Morning,” you murmur, voice still a bit raspy.

He doesn’t spare you a single glance, as he sits up, putting his outer layers and hat on and exiting the tent.

Oh wow, his bad attitude starts in the morning? Deciding to pay him no mind, you quickly collect your belongings and put the tent away.

“Do I not deserve a “good morning?” he hears you say sarcastically.

But he’s not listening. His mind is busy replaying the events from last night, and now, your gentle hand as you moved his hair out of his face. He’s thankful he can stand impossibly still, but he wishes he could have seen your face in that moment. What was your expression? Were you looking at him with adoration or simple curiosity toward his mechanical body? So many questions in his mind, he doesn’t even hear your steps as you stand next to him.

“Are you ignoring me?” - he huffs, interrupting you “Do you ever stop talking? It’s early morning and I don’t feel like entertaining your useless chatter.”

Just what’s the deal with him now? He starts walking away from you quickly. It takes a minute to catch up, knowing he’s going to be extra bothersome today.

This time, you are walking on a clear path, one that is actually shown on the map (unlike his shortcut), but that does not mean it’s any safer. On the contrary, the road is full of fungi, which you had to take care of- courtesy of Kunikuzushi, who apparently prefers watching you struggle instead of helping.

Today was going to be a long day.

Hearing the cool drizzling of a nearby river, you both decide to stop for a quick break.

Dropping your bag under a tree you make your way to the riverside, cooling your hands in the water, then splashing some on your face, a relieving break from the heat.

As the splashing stops, you can see the reflection of Kunikuzushi staring back at you.

Quietly whispering “hi” to try and break the tension gets you no answer from him. So you sit in silence for a few minutes before you rise on your feet, facing him, your faces a bit too close for comfort. He was standing awfully close to you, almost banging your head on the edge of his hat, he still doesn’t say a word.

“what’s deal with you today?” your tone sounding a bit irritated. You could put up with the banter, that was the norm between you two, silence just sounds wrong.

He turns on his feet, trying to put distance between you, but you quickly grab his hand stopping him from leaving. Now he’s angry, “let me go.” he spat, trying to remove himself from your grip.

“Why are you ignoring me?”

“I said let me go!” He uses his other hand to try and free himself, sometimes you forget he’s not human, but his strong grip instantly reminds you. You’re sure that’s gonna leave a mark.

He yanks your arm with an unexpected amount of strength and you lose your balance, toppling forward into his chest, taking the both of you for a fall on the ground.

Flinching as you land on top of him, you look up at him and now he looks pissed. His hands hitch towards you, but you’re faster, pinning them at his sides.

“Get. Off. Me.” he growls.

“Just answer me first,” huffing and still holding his arms down. You’re sitting in between his legs, looking at him from above, his hair disheveled and his cheeks such a cute shade of red. He could free himself from your grip at any moment, but for some reason, he’s choosing to put up a false scenario of struggling to move your arms. He stills when he notices how intensely your eyes are boring through him, he feels himself shrinking under you.

“where did all the bark in you go? giving up already?” you taunt. you just had to ruin the moment. Slowly closing the gap between your bodies, you stare at him more intently, and he swears he saw your eyes flickering between his and his lips. You remove one hand from his arm and repeat the same motion as this morning, moving his hair out of his eyes and sliding them behind his ears.

He’s so beautiful even when he’s angry, you conclude.

But by his reaction, you guess you said that out loud too. He uses his, now free, arm to grab you by the collar of your shirt and drag you closer to his face, your chests now pressed together. He slams your faces together in an attempt to kiss you, it’s messy and it’s inexperienced, teeth clanking together and all. It’s cute.

Pulling away almost instantly you glare at him, “Is this why you’ve been so pissy all morning? You just wanted a kiss?” shifting from the current position to straddling his hips.

“No, that’s not it.” you say as you feel something poking your thigh, his face a darker shade of red, “you want more.”

He moves his hips, trying to get away from the pressure but accidentally ends up brushing his hard-on further on your thigh. “That’s not true.” he winces at his own tone, it sounded winded and not as angry as he wanted.

“Liar.” your hand slides down the side of his face, now gripping his chin forcing him to keep eye contact. “At least your body is honest.” you taunt with newfound confidence. “But if that’s what you reaaally want-” “No!” he interrupts you, stopping your movements before you could even begin lifting yourself off him. “No? so you do want me.”

He looks away again, too ashamed to keep eye contact with you. “Who would’ve known, this bratty personality of yours was just you being a whore all this time.” “N-no, I’m not…!” whatever fight he had left in him disappeared as you slowly grind your hips on his erection.

You lean forward “Just say it. Say it and I’ll give you what you want.”

“Need I remind you… y-you’re the one grinding on me like a whore?” he tries to regain some decency.

“How cute. ” you cut in before he can get another word in and reconnect your lips together, gentler this time. He instantly melts into it, his hand sneaking in your hair to push your faces together even further. He whimpers in the kiss when he feels you pressing harder on his dick. Oh, he was so cute to play with, you couldn’t wait to ruin him.

Moving your hand from his face, you drag your nails on his chest, making him gasp, taking advantage of that to shove your tongue in his mouth. He licks the inside of your mouth with a tinge of desperation, his fingers pushing your head harder. Biting his lips, you break away from the kiss, panting, and a trail of saliva connecting your mouths.

“Swallow.” you say, holding his mouth open as a glob of saliva rolls off your tongue and into his.

He winces slightly but does as you say. “Good boy,” and he prays you don’t feel him twitching in his pants at the nickname. But you do, and meet his gaze with a knowing smirk.

He feels your weight pulling off from him, a look of panic in his eyes thinking you were going to leave him there, but suddenly he feels himself getting dragged up and onto your lap.

Now above you, he feels a bit of control, but that’s short-lived, the moment he feels your lips on his neck he turns into putty in your hands. Biting and licking, leaving marks that he can’t cover. Your hands slide slower, on his sides and pulling on his bow until it comes undone. You give one harsh bite and he moans, his face now nuzzled between your neck and shoulder, trying to mask his noises. Cute.

With the bow now off, you have more access to his sides, dragging your hands on his skin-tight body suit. Your touch sends shivers down his sides, the body suit doing little to nothing to numb your touch, it’s like he’s not wearing anything.

Interrupting the assault on his neck, you look in between your bodies, at his shorts. There’s a little wet spot forming at the tip, and you can see it twitching. “Can I?” you ask, pulling him from his hair to make him look at you in the eyes. He nods quickly and fails to cover the moan that escapes him as you cup his bulge. He is uncharacteristically warm all over, but especially down there.

Tugging at the sides of his shorts, he gets the memo and lifts himself up, just enough for you to slide them mid-tight. As you pull his body suit to the side, freeing his erection, he is suddenly very aware of the fact that you are, in fact, still outside, just a few meters away from the main path.

But that thought quickly gets pushed to the back of his mind as he feels your hands on him. He shivers, your gentle fingers go over his slit, gathering pre cum and sliding it all over his shaft.

His arms drape around your neck as he hides his face on you again, slowly and not so subtly taking in your smell. He is so sensitive , feeling every movement of your soft hand as you slowly jerk him off.

“F-fuck, move faster,” he speaks, muffled and hushed near your ear.

“What’s the magic word?” you continue, agonizingly slow.

Really? You’re pulling this on him now?

“...Please?” he says, even more hushed now.

Satisfied for now, you speed up your movements, alternating between sliding your tight fist over his shaft to rubbing his tip. You hear him moaning and whimpering, all muffled by your shoulder. That simply won’t do.

Your hand comes off him, pushing his back to the ground. He looks at you confused, already missing your touch on him. But then you pull his shorts completely off, spreading his legs enough for you to shimmer in between them. Pushing himself up, he looks down at you. You grab his hands and slowly move them to your head.

Grabbing his legs and dragging him closer to you, you leave a trail of kisses along his tight, stopping to leave a few bites and sucking to leave a mark before moving on to the other one. Everywhere your mouth goes it's followed by a series of dark bruises and bite marks.

He shudders as you place one kiss on his tip, before licking the precum that’s leaking out. The grip on your head tightens as your tongue darts out giving small kitten licks.

Fed up by the teasing, he pushes you forward, managing to sink in half his length before you gag. You try to push back, but his grip holds you in place. You stare at him, angry eyes meeting his. Looking down at you, he smirks before pushing your head further, your nose touching his pelvis, effectively burying himself to the hilt.

His chest heaving heavily, your warm mouth engulfs him fully, and before he’s prepared he feels your mouth bobbing up and down his length, tongue swirling and licking a prominent vein on his cock.

“F-fuck, that’s good…” he moans, unable to muffle it as both his hands are busy on your head.

His stomach churls, watching as you work hard to get him off. He jolts when he feels you pinch the inside of his thigh, twitching in your mouth as he feels his climax approaching.

“ ‘m close…” he musters out in between moans, his grip tightening on your hair. His hips move forward, slowly at first, but he speeds up, now actively fucking your throat.

He doesn’t even notice you stopped moving your head, letting him use your mouth however he pleases.

“I’m gonna-... hah! F-fuck I’m gonna cum”, his moans are now just a series of hushed “ah’s” making your heart flutter. He’s so cute when he’s desperate.

You have half a mind to edge him and make him fight for his release, but you want to see him cum. You want to see how his face crunches in pleasure. You want to be the reason he finds himself breathless.

He thrusts in you one last time before releasing, thighs clenching around your head. Warm spurts of cum shoot down your throat as you struggle to swallow it all. He holds your head in place, no intent of letting go until he feels his body go limp.

He falls with his back laying on the ground with a soft thud. Taking your mouth off his softening cock you climb on top of his body, Kissing him, he grimaces at the bitter taste of his own release. Your hands still roaming his body, one pinching his nipples through the body suit while the other reaches down in between his legs.

“ hah… mh! wait, I just finished-” he whimpers while closing his legs on your hand.

“Who said I was done with you? I haven’t gotten my fill yet.” you free your hand, getting up and rucking your pants down, and you take off your underwear too.

Kunikuzushi’s eyes immediately fall down, staring at your leaking cunt. He wants it in his mouth. He wants to be inside you, he feels his cock twitch as it starts to harden once again.

You straddle his hips, this time, sitting on his dick, slowly grinding your core on it. His hands grab your waist, dragging you closer to himself, his face looks so soft, his lips so biteable. You kiss him once again, caressing one side of his face. His fingers dig into your hips with need, you can feel him now fully hard against your thigh.

He lets out a small gasp as you grab him in your palm, aligning him with your hole.

“w-wait…” he gets cut off as you slowly sink on him. His head falls back as he lets out a guttural moan, you feel heavenly. Your insides are warm and your walls flutter around him, sending shivers down his spine.

His face is crunched up, not in pain… he just looks like he’s concentrating really hard, with fingers still gripping your sides, he looks at you with lidded eyes.

Locking eyes with him, your hips move forward. It’s the smallest movement, but it sends his head spinning in pleasure, biting his lips and trying to hold back his moans. It’s when you start bouncing on him with a rhythm that he totally loses control. Moaning with no shame, his hands now have a messy grip on whatever they can hold of you.

He looks like a mess, hair sticking to his sweaty forehead, his eyes are unfocused and there’s a bit of drool on the side of his mouth. Your hand slowly moves to his neck, you’re aware he doesn’t need to breathe, but squeezing his throat gets a reaction out of him anyway.

“That’s right… only I can make you feel like this,” he moans, interrupting you. “Only I can make you feel this good. Got that?”, he nods, his eyes closed shut.

Leaning down to leave more marks on his neck, you hear him whimpering right in your ears. It only spurs you on, riding him faster while he squirms and writes under you.

He doesn’t speak this time, but you can tell he’s already close. You are too, his cute little noises only fueling the fire in the pit of your stomach.

Biting on his neck, he gasps, back arching off the ground while he holds you tighter than ever. You look at how his expression changes, eyes closed with tears prickling at the sides, and then you feel him twitch and a warm sensation flood your insides. It takes him a moment, his arms slide down your sides while he catches his breath. But the moment is short-lived, you start riding him again, his eyes shoot open as he grabs you trying to stop you.

He opens his mouth to speak, but you stop him, shoving two fingers in it. “Suck.” It’s an order, he swirls his tongue around them while sucking. He’s still so sensitive, having just finished. “mhhfm! I- ah- I can’t-” he tries speaking, but you shush him shoving your fingers in deeper making him gag.

Now tears are actively streaming down his face. God, he looks so ruined. Marks all over his neck and thighs, his body suit can partially cover some of them but the rest will be visible. He will be walking around Sumeru and everyone will know that he is yours. Only you can see him like this, only you can fuck him till he cries.

You slam harder on his cock, feeling his come from his previous orgasm leak down his shaft and onto his thighs. The noises coming from the both of you are obscene. Anyone passing by could hear you, the thought makes you clench on him. Feeling your orgasm approaching, you take your fingers out of his mouth and trap him in a kiss.

Your walls tighten around him, and moaning in his mouth you reach your climax.

Still breathing heavily, you grab his face turning it towards you, tears are still sliding down his face. You place a kiss on the corner of his eye, licking one tear away.

“You… made me swallow your spit,” he says between pants, after a minute of silence. His mind is no longer foggy, he cringes at how high his voice got when he was moaning just a few minutes ago.

“And you enjoyed it,” you say while pushing yourself up, you let his limp cock slip out of you. Leaving his lap to reach for your clothes, you can feel him boring holes in your back.

Does he want to say something…? You offer him a hand to pull him up, which he silently grabs. Pulling his shorts up and helping him redress, he looks at you with rosy cheeks and a slight pout. There are so many thoughts swirling in his head. What was it you said about him being yours…? Did you mean it? It irritated him how you seemed to move on so quickly after fucking his literal brains out.

“You know,” you begin talking, “you are much more submissive than I thought-”

“Fuck off! It’s all your fault. You make me feel all weird all the time.” he snaps back.

“Oh? Don’t tell me I'm giving you butterflies-” he slaps his hand on your mouth, “shut it.”

“and quit licking my hand it’s not gonna make me let go.”

He hears you mumble something and removes his hand. “Okay, okay. I’m not gonna make fun of you. But just so you know, I don’t do one night stands, you’re stuck with me now” You grab his face and drag it closer to you, and when he doesn’t fight back you bring your lips together once again. This one is soft, no longer spurred on by lust and need. When you break the kiss he looks at you with something akin to adoration in his eyes.

“you’re so cute. cute. cute. cute.” you repeat while peppering his whole face with kisses. He groans but lets you do as you please, a defeated look in his eyes as he hears you giggle while kissing him one final time on the lips.

While you keep nuzzling his neck, he looks up at the sky taking notice of how the sun has begun setting, sighing. He guesses Nahida will just have to wait more for her mission to get completed. But at least he has you now to keep him company.

Nahida would be happy to know he’s finally making connections with humans.

[transmascaraa]

HAAIII ME AGAIN had a new idea all of a sudden

OK SO HEAR ME OUT RIGHT. hcs with gaming, scara and uhhhmm. Blade hsr with autistic gn reader!?!2?1!2??! basically like reader tells them theyre autistic, how would the charas react? would they treat the reader any different? would their view of their s/o change???

IT LOOKS RLLY CUTE IN MY HEAD OK TRUDT

+ if it isnt too much im asking here, how theyd interact w reader when they go nonverbal bc theyre upset :3

THANK U MOOTIE ALSO HOPE UR SOING WELL!!!!

multiple characters headcannons!

you tell him that you're autistic.

characters: gaming, wanderer, blade x autistic!gn!reader

author's note: alright this one and might do one more tonight it's fucking 20 minutes till 1am lmao might do a few tmrw i hope i do lol ANYWAYSSS I'M DOING GOOD THANKS I HOPE YOU'RE DOING WELL TOO<33 LOVE THE REQQ

✧ Gaming

-so accepting fr. sweetheart. perfect bf. everything good.

-when you tell him he'd be so sweet and understanding frfr

-will literally sacrifice his whole being for you

-"you're autistic? that doesn't change anything, my dear!" he will love you eternally no joke.

-and when you get upset, you go nonverbal.

-so he spends hours trying to learn exactly what you mean by the gestures you use so thag he can help. he'll take it slow.

-he'll be patient with you.

-i promise.

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✷ Wanderer

-nobody knows if it's sass or sarcasm at this point.

-HE WOULD LOOK AT YOU AS IF YOU TOLD HIM THAT YOU LIKE SLEEPING WITH YOUR PILLOW ON THE WARM SIDE.

-but he'd definitely be understanding. don't trust his physical expressions.

-you'd tell him and he would say some shit like:

-"you're acoustic?" before you playfully hit him and scold him.

-throughout the whole thing, his smirk never leaves his face. fuck that idiot, sometimes, honestly.

-when you're upset tho, he's really fucking nice. it's a rare case that he ever acts nice but at times like these he knows the limit.

-nahida will teach him more about autism after you told him

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๑ Blade

-eughhh he's a complicated guy

-not like he would show any type of much reaction if you told him he'd be like "okay and?"

-sitting down beside him and telling him.

-he'll listen, sure. he'll be understanding, i guess. but his face remains neutral

-"and how am i supposed to help?" maybe he hurts your feelings js like that sometimes he will apologize with night cuddles

-but overall, he would help you. even tho he'll say he wasn't being all that nice at all but you know that deep down you keep that little bit of happiness in him

-if you're upset and go nonverbal, he will try his best to understand you and help you calm down, taking it seriously. he's really good at it

-he just wants to make sure that you're okay, nothing else matters to him.

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i like this one

it's really good imo

i laughed my ass off while writing wanderer's one lmfaoo i hope you like it @chezsxapcake <3

[https-furina]

this isn't like a request but more of a "may i have your thoughts on...?" :3 okay SOOO wanderer, he isn't used to the idea of love and affection right right so whenever reader tells him "i love you" instead of smiling and blushing i feel like it would hurt him (even a bit but wouldn't show it) scara angst.... sobs

omg yza !! giggling LOUDLY HI i came running when i saw this i was cooking dinner ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹

okay but no literally! love isn’t something he’s familiar with, he probably mocks the thought when he sees couples interacting or families in the streets of sumeru city - nahida keeps emphasising the importance of this ‘love’ and how it’s different for everyone but he can’t help but spite it? and she knows it too when he grimaces at her attempts at affection; holding onto one of his lanky fingers when they go for walks, swinging their arms or when she makes flower crowns and places them on a crown of indigo hair.

then he realises that he has nothing but negative connotations to those who were supposed to ‘love’ him. he’s had nothing but betrayal - even if it was not intended by the person (cough, those he loves dying) - from them and perhaps he associates love with betrayal. if they truly loved him, they would have stayed, right? his creator wouldn’t have dropped him like a pin, they wouldn’t have died, he wouldn’t have ended up so cold and heartless at the mere thought of showing emotions just to protect himself.

he knows that he ties love and betrayal together when he first meets the reader, he thinks that if he lefts himself get too close again, they’ll betray him just like everyone else. he puts up his bitter front, gritting his teeth and endlessly trying to shrug the reader off in hopes they’ll get tired and leave him alone.

they’re as persistent as always and even if he doesn’t vocally admit it, he longs for their ‘annoying’ company. subconsciously, he starts to show it in small acts of affection without even trying; cupping his hand on the edge of the table when the reader bends to pick up a dropped pen when they’re visiting him in the house of daena, making sure they don’t knock their head or assisting in carrying bags of groceries for them. for a moment, his association of love to betrayal is a fleeting thought he doesn’t cling to as heavily anymore.

“i love you” stings. it tastes awful on his tongue so he refuses to even utter it but it makes the shallow pits of his body shudder, fingers tightening around whatever is closest to him until his knuckles turn white.

he’d hoped they would have never said it, he’d pushed the thought long back in his mind but he feels so heavy at the idea that he’d fell in love because he expects the reader to betray them. he considers distancing himself but he knows nahida will never let him now - she loves the reader too much. he thinks he was so foolish to let his guard down to the point where it got to this. he’s preparing for a betrayal, wary for the next upcoming days but when everything continues, business as usual, it becomes just another passing thought. <3

[snz-eriya]

Lotus Trouble (s/cara snzfic, oneshot)

this!! was not as long as I hoped it would be, but here we are :’) this is for the lovely @snzzone for the g/enshin snz server’s annual snalentines! I hope you like this goofy little thing I wrote up for you! ;w;

Scara was annoyed. Incredibly annoyed.

Why the famed God of Wisdom, the Great Dendro Archon couldn’t just get her own herbs was beyond him… but he owed her, so there he was, searching out in the wild like some kind of servant. There by choice, but he was allowed to complain as much as he wanted to.

He didn’t even know why Nahida needed herbs in the first place, too preoccupied with his internalized anger to bother listening to her unnecessary explanations. 

He got the general gist of it, though. Find Kalpalata Lotuses, they’ll be all over the cliff sides pretty much anywhere in Sumeru, as long as he didn’t stay into the desert. It was a little vague instruction-wise, but that meant he was able to wander around a bit, without being restricted at all. He’d been restricted enough in his lifetime.

…Perhaps Nahida was aware of that.

Whatever. Like it mattered to him.

He recognized the area he was in as somewhere nearby Vimara Village, seeing the beginnings of a dock in the distance. He decided he would rather not interact with people if he didn’t need to, and looked up to the cliffs at his side.

As expected, there was a good amount of Kalpalata Lotuses growing from between the subtle cracks in the rock. At least it wouldn’t take him forever.

He wandered over to the stone wall, tipping his head back far enough that his hat was at risk of falling off. He reached up a hand to keep it secure, then allowed the winds to begin carrying him upwards.

He continued ascending until he had reached a patch of lotuses, and remained hovering there while he carefully picked them from their stonebound roots.

Or, picked one. Because the first one he plucked caused his hand to yank back a bit with the effort, and a puff of golden dust to cloud around his head.

“Wh- what the fuck?” He wondered aloud, waving his other hand to try and dispel the powder from his sight. It didn’t do much to help, uselessly small as his hand was. “Fucking annoyi- hih…”

What the fuck? He wondered internally, this time. What was this… strange sensation in his nose? Why did it feel like it was burning? And why… was his chest… sh- shaking…

On instinct, he pinched his nostrils shut tight, hoping that would stop the burning, tickly feeling from spreading even further.

“ih’GNtch!”

Unfortunately, he let out a strangled noise instead. His head pounded painfully afterwards, like a hammer was being knocked around in his skull. The worst part, though, was that the tickle didn’t dissipate. If nothing else, it only worsened.

“Wh- huh… what’s going o- hh- on…?” He asked, though no one was around to answer him. His chest was spasming again, expanding until his eyes fell shut, brimming with tears. He tried to fight against the urge, holding his nose with a free hand once more, to see if it would somehow produce a different result.

“Hih… hh- huh… ngh- hhih!”

No dice. His breath kept trembling, shaking his small form until–

“IH’gnXT! heh- eH’GNcht! hIH’KGnt!”

His head hit the cliffside as he doubled over with effort behind the suppression, knocking him off balance from where he carefully floated in the air. He recognized the feeling of falling backwards, lotuses still in hand, before he used his vision to gently set himself onto the ground. Instead of, y’know, dying.

He opened his eyes, blearily as though he’d been asleep for a hundred years. He stared down at the lotuses he still held, miraculously managing to not drop them with that whole… fiasco. 

Well, whatever. He got the stupid lotuses. Now just to bring them back to Nahida.

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“Thank you, Scara,” Nahida told him with a kind smile, examining the lotuses with a watchful eye.

“You don’t have to thank me,” he replied, unable to make his tone as harsh as he wanted it to be. “I’m just doing my job as the God of Wisdom’s assistant.”

“And you’re appreciated for it.” Nahida stood up, the flowers held tightly in her arms as she looked back up at Scara. “Especially since you seem to react so poorly to them.”

Scara’s eyes lidded. “Come again?”

“You’re allergic, aren’t you?”

He scoffed. “No, of course not.”

Nahida’s eyes angled a bit, obviously in disbelief. Without another word, she took a single step closer, the lotuses outstretched towards him.

Scara took a step back on instinct, a hand raising up to his face to stop that strange sensation from earlier. “What are you- yo- hah…!”

Nahida smiled again. “You can’t hide these things from the God of Wisdom.”

If his eyes were still open, he would have been glaring daggers. Unfortunately, the itch had become so unbearable that he couldn’t even force his eyes open anymore. His chest trembled, breath hitching until the inevitable release–

“heh’IKGh! KN’ghu! heh- hh- hEH’KGhshu!”

The last one refused to be suppressed, even with his nose shut tightly in his hands. As the tickle abated for a minute, he took the opportunity to properly glare at Nahida. “Fine… I’m allergic. Happy now?”

Nahida shook her head, a disgusting amount of sympathy in her eyes that made him want to punch a wall. “I wouldn’t say that. But I would be happy if you took some time to rest up?” She offered, making the lotuses vanish from her hands, effectively taking the allergen away from him.

Scara scowled, wanting to argue in some way… but he felt like shit. Those small little buds did a number on him, for some reason. “...Fine, if you insist,” he agreed, but made sure he sounded as grumpy as possible while doing so.

The archon smiled back at him. “Good. I hope you rest well.”

“Yeah, yeah…” Scara absently replied, already turning around to return to his quarters. He heard Nahida giggling a bit behind him, and though he hated the idea of his plight amusing her… it wasn’t like he could stay mad for long.

He doubted she would, but if she happened to forget for some reason… he supposed he wouldn’t mind going out of his way to get more. Maybe.

Even if it made him suffer a bit.

[wandering-hat-guy]

"Hello everyone! This is a blog I set up for Hat Guy. He holds a lot of wisdom within him, though can be sharp tongued when responding to questions. If anyone needs any aid feel free to ask! If not, don't be afraid to keep him company, it would delight me if he made some more friends." - Nahida

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[notplatamium]

Kazuha's Signature Weapons

So, Kazuha has has 3 weapons that are considered his signature weapon: Kagotsurube Isshin for obvious lore reasons, Freedom-Sworn as the 5 star BIS weapon that goes with his banners, and the Fillet blade as that was the weapon he has used in many official art and the entirety of the Inazuma archon quest.

3 weapons, and I see all of them connecting to at least one of Scara's incarnation.

Isshin is obvious. This is one of the stories used as speculation as to how their interaction will be like and how the blade and Scara had the same story: the overwhelming desire to fulfill their original purposes that they lose sight of what they’ve become.

This is specifically mostly about the Balladeer. He is, among his incarnations, the one with most ambition. The one who strayed far from his path and committed unforgivable atrocities because he did not have anyone there to correct his errors. At least for the Kabukimono and Wanderer, they had figures who were there to help guide him. So it’s reasonable to assume that this is mostly alluding to Scara during the Fatui Harbinger era. Also the blade’s color pallet only comes from the colors of the Balladeer, so there’s that. Though, “mostly” is still a key word here. The Wanderer later on was able to recognize and begin to atone for his mistakes, and would definitely hope to pass on his knowledge to make up for his past actions, so this blade is still a metaphor for Scara overall and would give us a good idea on their future interactions.

But I connect it that way because Kazuha’s signature weapon meta wise also fits with Scara’s story and character, specifically the Wanderer. This is the era where Scara is forced to find his own freedom. He needs to find his own life, and while there are others who will be there to guide him now like Nahida, she is not there to decide on what the Wanderer’s definition of freedom should be for him. Freedom-Sworn, in both the name and weapon description, emphasizes that immensely, talking about how no one has the right to take away your freedom, and I think that fits surprisingly well for Scara.

Also, the colors, yet AGAIN match with the color palette of Scara’s design, both the Wanderer and Freedom-Sworn being blue and gold feels too intentional to be a coincidence.

The Fillet Blade, being a 3 star weapon, has a lot less to work with, and some of the stuff might be a bit of a stretch. But the connections are still there, and I'm taking what I can get.

I think it best connects to the Kabukimono. For one thing, their color pallets are the most similar to each other. The Kabukomono is primarily white and the Fillet Blade is an off-white. Again a bit of a stretch, but I compared the colors for the other two so I'm just pointing out a similar observation.

They were also made for one purpose, only to find another one through the one who found and took care of them. Kazuha used the Fillet Blade as his weapon for the longest time and Kabukimono found a life, not as a God replacement as he was intended, but among people he considered family.

But that does not mean that their original purposes are completely discarded. Considering the fact that Kazuha's signature dish is fish, he probably still uses the Fillet Blade to fillet the fish. And the Kabukimono still used his status as a puppet made by the electro archon to help others in Tatarasuna, utilizing that status even more during the Tatarasuna incident. He still using his connections with Raiden Ei, just now for the people of Tatarasuna instead of the entirety of Inazuma.

This theme of newfound utility could also somewhat foreshadow Kazuscara's future interaction in a way. Scara would believe that he is only useful as an object that Kazuha can put all his anger and feeling of vengeance towards, but Kazuha would find other ways Scara could atone for his past actions, one of which most likely being more information regarding the Isshin art or a new traveling companion. Kazuha could start with that as Scara's newfound worth- it's still repentance, just in a different form.

It is unclear as to how Kazuha acquired the Fillet Blade, but considering his casual response of "Actually, this is just a generic blade that I picked up during my travels in Liyue", says that this blade was not very valued, calling it "generic". It was most likely found in a place you wouldn't expect to find anything worth treasuring, but Kazuha found that within this Fillet Blade:

This might also connect to how you might not find anything worth treasuring among a landslide of rubble, yet that was where the Kabukimono was found and welcomed as family. Both were not found to be particularly treasured by their creator, but instead, by those who just happened to stumble upon them.

Both the Fillet Blade and Kabukimono were also subjected to A LOT. Most notably blocking the attack from an ARCHON and absorbing the impurities in a furnace that almost killed him. This is why both of them absolutely deserve a break after everything they had to go through.

The Fillet Blade has already almost completely retired by now, replaced by Kagotsurube Isshin. And Scara? Working on it. He definitely has a lot more to work on before he can actually take a break, but I think that can definitely be possible with the help of a new travel companion :)

(How I feel right now? Delusional and proud.)

[yostresswritinggirl]

Yea like I was thinking about the voicelines since they change depending on character after completing archon quests right??? And then I realized that in the Liyue arc, it’s possible that Childe caught Zhongli’s interest by making small talk and mentioning puppet reader in an off hand manner. Honestly, it could even be a brief and vague description where he might be talking about Scara but Zhongli assumes it’s reader. Oh, and Albedo meeting reader early on is definitely cool lore-wise.

And then that led to thoughts about Zhongli taking in reader after Makoto’s death so Scara doesn’t meet them until later. Zhongli to Reader: “Call me fuqin, my new child 🥰” And it is an excellent point to be brought up in the custody war, yes? Why reader was left alone for so long until snarky cat boy came along? And depending on when Zhongli takes in reader, their memories may be different. I’m not too beholden to this au since it also spawned another variation.

Which THEN led to the idea of the Tsarista having battle maids in her palace and reader’s life in the Fatui. Scara keeps them well hidden and the Fatui under him know damn well that they are gonna die protecting reader or wish they did. Scara still gets as clingy as gorilla glue when he’s back from a mission, though.

I’m gonna have to speed through as many hangouts and side quests as possible to get more primos for Scara but I’m not too worried. I’m gonna stick him and Childe in the same room in my teapot eventually.

Bloom anon

They dooo and that's why I can't say much after until the next archon quest because I'm not sure how well it would fit based on the suspected changes that happens! But that is such a cool thought, if this is prior to 3.0 of course, Zhongli suddenly realizing that there's a chance that they may be alive instead of MIA like his other yakshas

And then getting his hopes crushed when Childe clarifies it was Scaramouche he was talking about, and then bringing his hopes up again when he then talks about the "Other Lord" hahaha

I want Albedo to meet puppet reader after their kintsugi, something about ashes and dust, still the aura of divine despite everything

And that would be such a cute thought but in Kintsugi canon, they were forced to sleep in Inazuma during the Cataclysm so it would be near impossible for them to meet and get adopted like that sksksks and besides, Zhongli and Liyue has no interactions with Scaramouche afaik,, it would not make much sense for them to even meet

Ohhh Tsaritsa battle maids ohhh I like that idea - pretty spot on with Scaramouche wanting to make sure that reader is hidden as much as possible, and her majesty willing to not mess with that agreement to make sure that Scara doesn't betray. I don't have enough primogems for that gremlin for sure, so I am leaving it up to luck and fate for me

Surely my Sumeru luck would continue on right? 20 pity is enough right? I got Nahida in 30 pity come on;;;

[irethepotato]

I did the interlude quest yesterday and my GOD

Spoilers UTC!

Where do I even begin??? There's so much to unpack here-

Alrighty let's talk about the doctor aka Dottore involvement

My goodness, I always speculated that he was involved somewhat in scara's past betrayals because it feels too much of a 'coincidence' for him to show up only after scara lost his friend, the unnamed child, but I didn't think he would be the actual cause of most of em

To think this crazy guy orchestrated the whole tatasuna incident that affected inazuma all those years ago???? Not to mention he gave scara his dead friend's heart just for an experiment

I'm sorry dottore lovers but I'm on scara team since 2 years ago so when I see dottore again he bout to be thankful for being a doctor cuz THIS GIRL BOUT TO THROW HANDS LEMME AT HIM-

Cough

Anyways

I found the Scara and Signora interactions really interesting.

Never thought I see her again but here we are

I always thought the relationship between the two were 'Dont get in my way or I will kill you without hesitation' coworkers because of their personality that we seen so far and Childe's voice line about how all Harbingers hate each other or something I don't really remember shdssjjfjf

But now I see em as 'i hate you but you better not die from something stupid' coworkers while exchanging insults

Do yall think scara was a tineee tiny bit sad when he found out Signora died, to Baal nonetheless?

AND THE BOSS FIGHT?!?? YALL

I never thought we had to fight scara boss again but as always scara exceeds our expectations once again

But man I really love the symbolism when wanderer gain his anemo vision

Although he is moving forward, atoning for his sins, he didn't let go of the past. He carries them

I really love that

What did y'all named him btw? I originally wanted to give him Kofuku cuz it means happiness (I know I'm a genius nsjfjsahhd) but in the end I gave him Kouki, which means bright hope 💕💕💕

I love the interactions of him and paimon. Him teasing paimon about the nickname sdjjdj this lil mf

Also therapist!nahida is real and canon y'all we win 🎉🎉🎉

And then that end with the mysterious voice 👀 I'm hypothesizing it's tevyat (yes I read a lot of sagau and I'm basing this out of that don't judge me) but what y'all theories??? I loved to hear y'all thoughts about it as well about the quest itself! Or if y'all wanna scream about scara with me pls send in them asks!

[astrxlis-archive]

Hi Fox! Just dropping by to say hi, to let you know I'm still here! |･ω･) <3

How are you doing these days? Also, before anything else, the theme is looking great!💗 I'm glad you found time to decorate it, it's gives off a pleasant vibe! I did checked your pc theme earlier too~ ☺️ Hmm... I don't have much to say at the moment, but have you tried Sumeru already? Do you have any thoughts on it? Personally, it's really a refreshing experience compared to Inazuma with thunderbolts and scary environment~ Port Ormos OST is my favorite !

I wonder if you're interested in pulling for Sumeru characters? (Or interested in leaks) I adore Dehya a lot, she's the Woman however I'll try to sacrifice primos for Kokomi this rerun if 50/50 would be merciful to me~ New academic year has just started last month for me, and I could only hope to be able to get through properly this year without trying to escape anything (:3_ヽ)_ I wish the same for you too, Fox! I can't wait for your efforts to be repaid back to you who always try their best ^_^*

I still remember that I have to let you know once I've written anything but that isn't going to happen right now 😆 I missed talking with you, however I may not be able to talk as much as I did before ( ´^` ) Literally have no battery left😅 Well, maybe talking with you will recharge me maybe 😚 Do you have any tips for constantly doing interactions with battery still recharged? 😆 See you around !

— 🍰.

my live reactions when i saw your ask

i recognized your hello instantly KFNDJBDJS HI 🍰!!! IT'S NICE TO HAVE YOU BACK!! ❤️ please ignore the duplicated paragraph, idk what's going on.

i've been... it's an uphill battle. i don't know if you were around when i took my long break from tumblr? but yeah. but how have you been??? thank you for the compliment on the theme ❤️ it was a scara one up until yesterday on mobile – given your dislike for him, i'd say you have impeccable timing coming back 🤣🤣 the green bg was a great suggestion from your part for the pc theme. i may change the sidebar pic for a xingqiu one on october, but we'll see.

i've been... it's an uphill battle. i don't know if you were around when i took my long break from tumblr? but yeah. but how have you been??? thank you for the compliment on the theme ❤️ it was a scara one up until yesterday on mobile – given your dislike for him, i'd say you have impeccable timing coming back 🤣🤣 the green bg was a great suggestion from your part for the pc theme. i may change the sidebar pic for a xingqiu one on october, but we'll see.

i have!!! man, i love sumeru. liyue feels comforting to me, but sumeru feels like home. maybe it's the rainforest. the ost is amazing, especially at night. i agree with your thoughts about inazuma lol there's less climbing too, and the enemies are fun. i didn't think id have fun fighting fungi or running from the animals, but here i am. i haven't done the entire archon quest yet, though. have you?

i am simping for the entirety of sumeru characters (minus nilou and nahida) (bro, dehya's eyes got me dead). i got kazuha so i'm not guaranteed and i'm really interested in getting tighnari, but i've been scared of losing him to keqing (again). if i do lose, the only other confirmed character i'm gonna go for right now is scara/wanderer in 3.3, and the others i'll try to get on their reruns if i'm still playing. i hope your 50/50 is kind to you!! 🥺 also yes!! i'm interested in leaks if there's any you'd like to talk about? 👀

funny you talk about academics 😅 i had to take a gap semester, so i'll only be back next year, but thank you for your wishes ❤️ i do wish you the best!! but take breaks if you need to!!!!!! how has the new academic year been treating you so far?

dude, writing happens when it happens, so don't worry; i'll be excited to read whatever you write whenever you write it, even if it's five years from now. as for talking and social batteries, i unfortunately can't help you there because i have no clue either 😂😂😂 it's alright if you can't talk as much, or if you take longer to reply and don't write long messages. i rambled a lot on this one because i got excited, but there's no need to reply to everything. i'm just thankful to know you're back.

see you!! 💖