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One last dance

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This is scarameow delivery please open the door

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Link to the free pdf:

https://x.com/odetoteyvat/status/1768970497574756391?s=61&t=yUiazTtDdygSQqckAdqzFA

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To Dream of Living [Platonic]

aka Ashes trailer but it’s Nahida who Scara meets

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hiii!

saw your wanderer art/ficlets and they all look really good omg - the nahida and wanderer dynamic will forever be one of the best in genshin

i was wondering if you're interested in beta reading some of the genshin impact fic i'm writing? it's wanderer-focused and takes place after his story quest and kinda follows his journey from there - seeing as you're a writer, it would be great to get a second perspective!

Hello! sorry for the late reply I wasn’t able to open this tumblr for a while. Sure! I’ll be glad to do some beta read (though I might miss some grammar stuff 🙏)

But if you’re still interested, give me a copy or link and I’ll read it 😊

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Monster

Comic from last year

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I gave Scara an ice cream truck

He’s now selling ice cream for his tuition pls fund his education

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Image that makes one absolutely furious

From this meme I made last year (aka the stone cup):

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The perfect mother in a perfect dream

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My scarameow arrived and it’s the softest thing mankind has ever made

He’s super smooth and soft I love him 🥹

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Transcend (scara short story poem)

One of the pieces I'm working on for a Scara short story poem book

Synopsis:

To transcend beyond your current self is to accept your past and welcome the future you

I ascended once,

From a hollow shell veiled with the constellations of dead stars.

I stepped in a staircase made from the carcass

Of my loved ones and my enemies,

Painted in a single pigment of red,

Stirred from a shade of many,

Its steps glittering with radiant specks of dreams from the lives I've shattered.

I ascended.

Into a solitary moon, into a crowned god.

Yet at my throne atop a galaxy,

There was nothing but a realization of having nothing.

Nothing but skeletons gathered at my feet

Singing a symphony of both vengeance and reverence,

A duet with the solo concerto of the hollow eyes of a hollow man.

Drip, drop, drip, drop,

They sang.

Drip, drop, drip,

Drop, like I did, from a throne that was not mine,

Like an endless ticking of eternity's clock.

Tick-tock, tick-tock,

An eternity of falling,

Deeper, deeper,

And deeper

Into a bottomless pit of despair,

Not into the grave that others made for me,

But into the depths of the one I dug with my hands,

With my wooden fingers that had cracked and peeling paint,

Like how I wanted to peel off my name, my face, my limbs--

Until I am bare enough to become an unnamed star in a galaxy.

Ah.

Perhaps I ascended by descending.

Because once I stripped myself from the galaxy,

Blew off the remaining embers until my history ceased to exist like the last wisp of smoke,

A new star was born from my ashes.

You, who were sinless and spotless,

You, who were free from the crushing weight of five hundred autumns and winters' memories,

"May you find what it means to live."

We said in unison.

Surprise made me open the eyes I did not know were closed.

I spoke--no, we spoke.

Me and myself

Spoke with the same voice.

"For we have become one and the same."

…Yes.

As memories fell like the sand of an hourglass,

Like a rain that washed away the weariness of the earth,

We pulled each other's arms up,

Up, from the bottom of the ocean,

Up, from our own lonely little planet of regret,

To greet the sun and the endless blue sky,

Where birds sang a joyful ode to the day after an eternal storm.

I have transcended.

I once folded a thousand paper cranes to make a wish,

But it was not the wish from my lips that was granted but the one my soul uttered.

As I rose from the coffin where I laid in slumber,

Dusted off the petals of flowers that grew around my tomb,

And covered my bare body with the sky and clouds' cloak,

My eyes, no longer as hollow as the hollow man I once was,

No longer singing a song of spite to the galaxy for my existence,

Lifted their gaze, not to the cold and empty space,

But to the warm morning, where I was no longer alone.

Drip, drop, drip, drop,

My vibrant eyes sang sweetly.

I, who was abandoned,

I, who used and was used,

I, who died and was reborn,

I, who had nothing and still have nothing,

I, who rose from my own rotting corpse

And rode the wind with a new name,

Have transcended myself

And became my true self.

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Birthday

Repost from last year

[Platonic]

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(Re)birth day

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Free Scara poem book for the 1st anniversary of his release 🎉

Link: https://ko-fi.com/s/8c7c69089a

40 pages, PDF format

Preview:

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The aranaras are doing some Halloween things in the forest too 🎃 👻

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Halloween Wanderer and Nahida but it’s Pinocchio

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Not Wanderer's signature dish but close enough 🍜