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#will you do the fandango!?
henkoukazue · 2 years
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SCARA DRIP!!
OMGG!!HSDFSD^$&#Q$%&RTKFF?FE&TR*W&$ ang.... gandaaaaaaa moo ScaRaAAAAaaAAA hfgsdfd my gawdd wthh
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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poko-no-spoko · 2 years
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I see a little silhouette of a man
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Maybe he wanted to become the God of Knowledge to find out what this means lol
I’m sorry it took me so long to answer this one, but I really wanted to draw all of them hah, I hope I didn’t forget anyone—
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𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖟
sketches & timelapse under the cut!
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chaoflaka · 9 months
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Everybody stop what you’re doing and DRAW WANDERER PLAYING WITH CATS CAUSE ITS CONFIRMED!!!
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souortizart · 2 years
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Wanderer
He really became one of my favs characters :') I love him so much
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linreiart · 2 years
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No more of goody two shoes MC quickly forgiving the reformed villain, I want TENSION
random but my hands get a funny feeling sometimes, like a prick in the fingers/knuckles usually. Sometimes wrist. Is that normal or,,... it’s not even when drawing,, more like when I’m scrolling on my phone. since when does hand pain decide to be picky? anyway scaraether lmao
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ebi-noodle-doodles · 2 years
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Tita Nahida
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cecilxa · 2 years
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sometimes, a heart can be created
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summary: scaramouche learns to love
contents: possible ooc (written before character release), established relationship, set before scaramouche leaves the fatui, lore + angst in the beginning, mainly fluff, gn!reader
cw: small descriptions of violence
recommend listening to: dark red by steve lacy
a/n: at the end
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Scaramouche doesn’t know what love is. Thrown away, discarded, left unused, all that remains of him is a hollow, empty shell of a god. He was abandoned. He is lonely. Scaramouche doesn’t feel affection. Scaramouche doesn’t know warmth or comfort. Scaramouche only knows the coldness of an everlasting winter frozen across the confines of his hollow chest. 
He wanders along grassy plains, treks across rushing streams and creeks, and takes rest when the moon sits low in the sky, sun peeking up from the horizon. He wakes up when the sun fully reveals herself. 
Scaramouche also thinks. He thinks a lot, which isn’t strange, as being the immortal creation of a god surely gives you a lot of time to contemplate on your memories. He was discarded as being weak, too gentle and unbearable, so he decided to become stronger. Hiding his youth and showing off his scars were the only way out of his misery. Maybe he’s still in it. 
He becomes a part of the Fatui. A cog of Snezhnaya, under the Tsarista herself. Isn’t it strange for the puppet of the Electro Archon to pledge loyalty to the Cryo one instead? Scaramouche doesn’t think so. If someone were to be free, that someone would have the right to their own movement and body. At least, that’s what the Anemo Archon says. If your own body was the creation for someone else’s powers, is it really yours? Do you really own yourself, or do others own you? They take and they take and they take, but in the end, all that they want is a piece of your personhood. They throw you away, just like that mouldy bit of dead rabbit he had last night.
That was years ago- maybe decades, time is irrelevant to him, and these thoughts still linger in his mind, like the stench of ash and flames, but- strangely- they don’t dominate over him anymore. Instead of angst and bloodshed, Scaramouche likes to ponder over things past him would’ve deemed silly and childish. Like how even the everlasting cold can sometimes feel warm; how the frost on his window panes creates mesmerising crystals of light, and how sometimes- he doesn’t like to admit it- there are stirrings in his chest, almost like a thumping heart. The permanent glare on his face has softened a little bit, and even Tartaglia is too stunned by this sudden change to dare comment on it.
Someone special had stumbled into Scaramouche’s life; someone irreplaceable; someone that thaws the ice in him. Slowly but surely, his scars begin to look like ugly lashes and he hesitates when baring them in self defence. He allows himself to indulge in the presence of warmth, the presence of comfort, the presence of a home to come back to. That’s a valuable thing to have, and Scaramouche- for all of his inexperience in feeling- knows to treasure it, every last bit. 
The Harbingers may wonder what had happened to the sharp, condescending, ruthless puppet of an Archon, but Scaramouche likes to keep his little secrets. The dead of night is now his favourite time of the day, when he gets to lie in bed next to another; when he gets to stroke the hair out of your eyes and ask you how your day went. When he gets to kiss both of your eyelids goodnight, and when he wakes up to the sound of birds chirping outside of his window. Especially when you’re asleep next to him, painting a picture of serenity and peace, unlike his raging mind. Simple touches and longing glances are what Scaramouche excels at, and the storms that your smile creates in his chest rival even the deadliest of his betrayals. 
Scaramouche may not know what love is; he may not even have a heart to love with. But he believes that if someone could relieve his pain- if for only a few stolen moments- then he could try to learn. Just for you.
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a/n: just a little something celebrating the upcoming 3.2 update! long halloween multi character post coming up soon (my first one)!! likes and reblogs are always appreciated :))) ❤️
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Hehe im back again.
Characters: kazuha, my husband childe, wanderer/scaramouche
Summary: you are showing your friend your favorite character, but they disrespect them (how dare they)
Warnings: unaliving (childe) and swear words (scara) and play-fighting (kazoo)
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Kazuha
"Yep and i saved best for last, BEHOLD THE GREAT KAZUHA" you said proudly. You showed her your kazuha, until she dares make the comment "i think (character you hate) looked way better" (ye you know those things were the person just snaps their head in your direction? Ye that happened) "How dare youuu" you grabbed a pillow and hit her with it. "Noooo im sorry" and you guys broke out in a pillow-fight. Meanwhile kazuha couldnt stop snickering. The sight of you two fighting bc of him just was terribly funny to him. How adorable.. You guys immediately turned to ur laptop. "Did he just say something?.." It was probably just one of his idle chats i think?..
Childe <3
Oh who's this basic character? Mhm? *DRAMATIC GASP* THAT is my HUSBAND. "Husband? Haha i'd love to have that title be official" he thought. Suddenly the phone got grabbed out of your hands. You look over their shoulder to see they were unaliving childe. "NONONNONONONO DONT YOU DARE- "How... I had only just.." you look at your friend with this look, then playfully hitting them. "NOOOOOO LEAVE ME ALONEEEE" "JUSTICE FOR MY HUSBANDDDD!"
Wanderer/scaramouche
( I will use this color for the friend in this one haha)
"Aaand finally after 2 years SCARA IS FINALY HERE :D" "Oh wait its the guy with the weird big hat! Yknow i dont get whats so great about him? I mean the only thing he does is be a mean little bish- "You think I've got a sharp tongue? I just tell it like it is. If someone can't handle it, maybe that's their problem". HAH EVEN HE HIMSELF WAS NOT GONNA LET THAT ONE SLIDE. YE TELL THEM WANDERER! he has no idea why YOU would be cheering for him but man has ego boost number ???
Kinda short but i realised i still have to post stuff soooo here it is >:D The last one was kinda rushed but its still nice i think?
Anyways i hope you guys will have a nice day/night
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ladydostoevsky · 2 years
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𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙚/𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙥𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙩!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: 𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙧
𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙨: 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮/𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙢, 𝙜𝙣!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
𝙒: 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝙊𝙊𝘾
𝑨/𝑵: 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒚 𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒓 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒄 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂🤭
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"Y/n? Where did you get that name from? Huh, I suppose The Lesser Lord told you about them? She just can't hold her mouth shut, now can she? Hm? You want to know about them? Why would I ever talk about my personal past to you, Traveler? Hm, well I guess I owe you this one for giving me a second chance but I'll tell you, you better listen because I intend to never talk about this again. Y/n. Well, where do I start? Y/n is a puppet just like me. They were created by Her Majesty, The Tsaritsa, herself. I don't know why though, was it just for her amusement or was there a bigger motive for that? Their original name which was given to them by the Tsaritsa was Beleth, along with many titles. Beleth is the most beautiful creation I have ever met. One look and you could feel how their icy gace breaks you down like a thin ice you stepped on. We had much in common so I wondered why not make some allies? In a few years we were already in a secret relationship. As you know I betrayed the Fatui and stole the gnosis, sadly I had to leave my Y/n behind. I knew the Tsaritsa would have gone for my head herself if I ever dared to touch her creation. And now I'm here, talking with my former enemy about my former Lover. Huh? What do you mean do I know what has happened to them? Of course I don't. But Traveler, I'm telling you. I wasn't the only one interested in them. You already know the name Il Dottore, The Doctor. Out of respect towards Her Majesty Dottore never touched y/n, he had another option so he took me instead to experiment and create a god. But now that The Balladeer has never existed I'm really afraid about Y/n's faith. Has Dottore already tried to do something to them? Are they safe under The Tsaritsa's protection? I'm very paranoid, Traveler. You don't understand the love I have towards them. I would never forgive myself if something happens to them. Hm? What are you saying? You want to go to Snezhnaya? Are you crazy or just stupid? You could never make it, trust me, this is too dangerous. Besides… What is the point? They don't even remember me. I just have to live my whole eternity in paranoia and guilt thinking about them and their unfortunate faith. Huh? Traveler? Where are you going? To Snezhnaya? Are… ARE YOU CRAZY?! PAIMON SAY SOMETHING! Are you both crazy?! Am I really going back to Snezhnaya? Back to…Y/n?
Hold on my love. I will get you back from the Doctor's claws, and Archons have mercy if he has done anything to you. "
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zyaeya · 2 years
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A little video of just Scaramouche during that little dance scene for your viewing pleasure because I haven't seen anyone focus on just Scaramouche during that part
What is he doing (affectionate)
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Little late to this, but played around with Wigglypaint yesterday and ough. OUGH it's so fun. Would recommend
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galaxybrownies · 1 year
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i see a little silhouette-o of a man
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sadisticgrape · 1 year
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✨ Scarameowgic ✨
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totallynottinsel · 2 years
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A smoothie 🏌️
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