#uu void

[your-zipper-is-down]

He is just. Having so much fun!!

[uu-tella]

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[ayanarts-01]

[manikas-whims]

UNDEAD – Andy

UNLUCK – Fuuko Izumo

UNAVOIDABLE – Void Volks

UNCHANGE – Gina Chamber

UNTRUTH – Shen Xiang

Negators and what they Negate

[ishtarlia]

the godslayer

[wickedsick]

Time for Latla's ability reveal?

Is Sick being controlled like Spring was? They seem apologetic here, but they could just be fucking with Fuuko

This seems like a very different Sick to last chapter, but I won't say this isn't really fun

Heaven or hell- let's rock!

I was griping about the lack of UMA a few chapters back, but boy was Sick worth the wait

Oh no, who could've predicted this, if only we had someone with anti-regen 2 rooms away

Sick is a beast- master rule is right.

Here we go...

AW FUCK YEAH

No ability reveal, but this is way more hype. I love Latla having to feed rip his lines, I love the pose, I love what this means for the future, (I love the idea of these two in a fighting game)-

Another great chapter.

[dreamnants-mis]

Fuuko: Whose turn is it to give the pre-quest pep-talk? Nico: Creed. Creed: Fuck shit up, don't die. Void: Inspirational.

[void-dreaming]

"And you...Travel far and wide. And when you come back, tell me what you saw. For me, it will be enough."

"Is it really you...? Has my wish already come true? What story have you brought me this time? He he..."

[celestialcomedy]

//: Space Horror Jester doesn't have a face. Just a bottomless pit of a void that keeps melting. BUT! I do think that he's able to at lest form one or two eyes, but thats about as best as he can do with it.

[warriorfujoshi]

also help I socialised with a lot of new people recently so it’s been on my mind 👉👈 just putting this out in general if I act overly friendly you can tell me to tone it down a little 😭 im shy despite um everything I post… umm… its part of my gap moe >>… nods nods

[ultimatelyunassuming]

Homestuck au where everyones class and aspect and moon is flipped and the story changes because of this

[your-zipper-is-down]

I love whenever Billy is clueless. He probably heard the hit but he wasn't sure what happened

[uu-tella]

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[angeltism]

It is less staying up late to talk to you, My lady, and more waking up earlier than I intend to. Do not blame yourself for my poor self control though; It's simply a side effect of my utterly horrendous time management. I didn't even finish my school work until 2am the other day, oh the perks of online courses.

It is highly adorable that you are curious of my interests though, since not many are. I can tell you though, I'm certainly not going insane over round 6 alien stage as we speak and rewatching it. certainly not.

Ah, understandable !! Goodness, I definitely relate to the time management problems, I have an online course and I'm horrendously behind on it.. I mean, nyat quite "behind" but.. I don't do any of the work we don't strictly have to turn in, and barely any work at all that isn't like. End of unit projects. So like 80% of the work is nyat done ermm... Anyways! ^_^

But ehehe, as I said, of course I'm curious to know about my knight ! What foods you like, what media you're into, the music you like and so so much more, fufufu ♪ Although I've been trying nyat to rush with asking for those things, especially since after enough info things may start to give you away..? If nothing else, to my mewtuals, who always seem to piece together who my anons are before I do.. And I don't want to force you to reveal yourself any sooner than you feel comfortable, of course.

And AAAAAA. digging my nails into my palms round 6. round 6. round 6... vivinos me wheni get you. guhh. I keep relistening to Cure fjdjdjdj it's so. it's. it's so. so. screaming into a pillow and so on and so forth etc etc

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

reader comforting xavier when everyone believes he’s the monster?

This is my first Xavier request, so let’s start soft and short while I get used to the new character

keep sending requests for Xavier

—

All arrows pointed at Xavier.

He had been present every time the monster had attacked, making him Wednesday’s number one suspect in her personal investigation. At the Harvesting Festival when Rowan got mauled to death. In the woods by the old meeting house. At the Gates' old house.

Everything aligned — unfortunately.

He kept denying, but Wednesday’s accusation points were just so good that he didn’t know how to defend himself against them. Xavier felt utterly trapped.

You found him hiding in his art shed, sitting in a corner between terrifying paintings and drawings.

Some canevas were covered by a sheet, just in case the monster gets out to attack him again. Xavier knew how to control his power, but the monster had caught him once and he did not wish to re-do the experience. The scratches on his neck were just starting to heal. 

Xavier didn’t look up when the door opened. He stayed in his corner, knees pulled to his chest and glassy eyes staring into the void. It pained you to see him like this. 

‘’She’s trying to frame me,’’ he said, his voice small and defeated. ‘’And I don’t know how to get myself out of that situation.’’ 

You wish you knew how to help him, but you couldn’t think of a solution. 

You removed your backpack and put it on the floor, then went up to Xavier and sat beside him. The floor was dirty with dried paint splatters and whatever gets under shoes and the chipped wood risked ruining your tights, but you didn't care.

‘’I’ve been giving my all trying to be friends with her, but she does this—’’ 

‘’Wednesday is in the wrong.’’

Xavier huffed, leaning his head back against the wall. ‘’If I were in her shoes, I would believe it’s me too. I was there every time the monster attacked. She’s not wrong about that.’’

''But you’re not that monster,’’ you pressed.

The corner of his lips twitched. ‘’Thank you for being on my side.’’

Was there even another side to take? Certainly not Wednesday’s.

You leaned against the wall too and Xavier put his head on your shoulder. He was so tired — in all senses. ‘’I know you, Xavier, and you aren’t capable of such cruelty. You have a good heart and that monster— That monster doesn’t. It’s pure evil.’’

‘’I can be evil. I went with Bianca to the Rave’n instead of you.’’

You felt disgust at the mention of the Rave'n, wishing to forget that dance and night entirely. ‘’Don’t remind me.’’

Xavier laughed softly. Honestly, he didn’t want to think of that night either.

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[maaarshieee]

HEYYYY HOW ARE UU??

scaramouche for COMING HOME AHAJAJSH imagine his annoyance

-weekly anon

✩‧₊˚ COMING HOME ✧.*

𓆩✧𓆪 Kunikuzushi/Scaramouche/Wanderer x Gn!Reader ࿐

𓆩✧𓆪 1.ok words ┊ Reverse hurt/comfort ࿐

𓆩✧𓆪 Event post | Event Masterlist ࿐

message from the stars ☆༉

WEEKLY ANON OMG HI!! TY FOR PARTICIPATING! missing you <333 ive been doing great!! im very excited for his event ^^ you're the first to send a request AHHAHSHSA,,not me thinking what to write when i have exams AGAIN next week <3 hope you like this!! have a good day/night! also this... went on a diff direction than i intended... manifesting for everyone who wants wanderer to get him!! good luck <33

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ cw: brief mentions of being stuck in a void so kuni panics a bit and gets rlly angry

To reach beyond the stars, past Celestia, was impossible for the Wanderer.

He may have received an Anemo Vision, but it is not enough to break the barrier that separates him from the world that resides behind it, a world where you existed. Every time he looks above the skies at times when you were idle, murmuring softly to his ears yet your will for him to do anything, such as fighting Hilichurls or completing commissions, doesn't take over, allowing him to do whatever he'd like, he would be thinking about you.

What do you look like? Are you perhaps taller? Or shorter than him? What is the complexion of your skin? The colors of your eyes? The length of your hair? He yearns for answers to questions that will never be heard, all because his voice could never reach above the stars. Just who is the person that owns the soothing voice that only speaks to him?

The voice that comes and goes like him, like the wind. A gentle breeze that makes his hair flutter, kissing his skin and slipping past his fingertips. A voice that one day appeared during his endeavors in Mondstadt, which was odd since it was during his first meeting with the Honorary Knight of the Knights of Favonious, the Traveler, and hasn't left him ever since.

Then, when he awoke from his slumber after being defeated by the Traveler and was finally free from the restraint of his past, your voice grew louder. And oh, how melodious it was to his ears. You sang nothing but praises and encouragement as he used Anemo to take down his enemies, spoiling him with luck and guidance to achieve greater strengths he could have never acquired before without you.

With a hand outstretched toward the stars he once admired, forever twinkling in the vast and infinite darkness of space, forming shapes to lead those who are lost back into the path they strayed from, he wishes upon a shooting star; to give him a chance.

A chance to get to know you, to see your face... or at least know the name of the person who spoke nothing but promises of loyalty and adoration. If only...

Closing his hand into a fist, Kunikuzushi continued on his path, figures of the little fae named Paimon, and the Traveler, not too far away from him. Both waved at him, yelling at him to hurry up.

He scoffed, but he can't bring himself to stop the growing smile on his lips.

As Scaramouche, he would've loathed you more. For being so damn unreachable, for making him crave a feeling he's only felt from you, for not hearing his words. But now, as the Wanderer? A free man?

Well, he could only hope. Hope that one day, in his travels around Teyvat as his new self, he could reach you.

The last thing the Wanderer could remember was a bright, empty flash of white.

His memories were blurry beforehand, but he was definitely sure that he, the Traveler, and Paimon visited Nahida before moving onwards to Fontaine.

Now, he was stuck in an empty void of white. No sound could be heard, nor feel a molecule of air. Gravity, time, space— it was as if everything that existed ceased to exist.

But what scared him the most? You disappeared. The sense of serenity that would follow him no matter where he went had vanished, as if the string that tied you both together has been severed.

So he shed tears like never before. Tears wet his clothing, streaming down his cheeks, all the way to his chin. He wailed though there was no one to hear his misery.

Yet another betrayal.

How foolish of him to trust you— a mere faceless, disembodied voice that appeared out of nowhere and clung to him like a bothersome insect that refused to drift away.

Lies. Your words were nothing but lies, pouring into his hollow body and waiting to topple over, just waiting for him to realize that it was nothing but filth that came from your invisible lips.

Yet try as he might, tears endlessly flowed. No matter how hard he wiped them away, or quiet himself from screaming once more, he continued to lament the loss of everything he knew of. Stuck in a void, he grits his teeth as he began to choke on his own cries, clutching his hat so hard it almost breaks.

He was too caught up in his grief that he hadn't realized that his surroundings gradually formed. What once an empty space of nothingness, turned into a... room? Filled with foreign objects, never to be seen in Teyvat.

Only when he heard a silent call of his name, accompanied by a breathless gasp and the loud shattering of a glass object, splashes of water reaching his porcelain skin, was he snapped out of his pain-stricken stupor.

"Scaramouche?"

Similar to the first time he's heard your voice, something in his chest thrummed, as if he had a heart. Though his vision was blurry from his tears, he couldn't help but let out another sob as he finally laid his eyes on you.

So, it wasn't betrayal, wasn't it?

Even in a confused state, you were quick to respond. Getting down on your knees whilst he crumpled to the ground, you brushed your fingers against his cheek, wiping away his tears, but then flinched back. Perhaps you've realized who he was, for he was sure that you knew him a lot, maybe even more than himself.

Scaramouche. Kunikuzushi. Wanderer. The person you've guided in countless adventures, cheered him on in numerous battles and favored him even if he was stained with unsightly vile. A puppet.

When Scaramouche grabbed your wrist, gentle and cautious not to hurt you, he let out a desperate whimper for your touch. He couldn't bring himself to speak, voice broken from hours and hours of cries that were swallowed in the void. But he pulled you close, to feel more of your serene presence, to finally experience the warmth you gave from your voice up close.

And it only felt natural when you wrapped your arms around him, stroking his hair and cooing in his ear. He wept for god knows how long on your shoulder, but you hadn't minded. You never did, you always cared for him so much.

Even if you're mere strangers, even if this was your first meeting... Being in each other's arms only felt natural.

Not when you've yearned for one another across the barrier that separated you.

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