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fatuifucker · 1 year

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it's interesting how each of scara's betrayals impacted his view of life.

his abandonment by ei is what spurred scara's desire to be needed and to become strong. he presumed he was abandoned because of lack of strength ("valuing strength above all, she saw no worth in me and I was discarded"). this coupled by ei not sending help in time to tatarasuna, also spurred his resentment towards the gods, which only strengthened after he went through the betrayals as he blamed the gods/world for making him suffer through it all.

this is partly theorizing on my part but I think scara thought that niwa ran away (according to escher's recount) and made scara suffer the consequences of his actions because he never saw him as a human. since he is different, why not have him bear the brunt of it all, even if it means it risks his life? it's not like a human life would be lost. he could have also assumed that the reason why they wanted him to hide his identity as a puppet was also out of fear ("consumed by fear, he saw me as an abomination"). for this reason, he realised he isn't a human, and couldn't be one until he finds a heart.

when he finds the boy, he yearns for a spotless heart. but even after losing someone he cares dearly about, there's nothing but ashes. he tries to die but can't. and that is when he realises that no matter how hard he tries, he can never be human. his body is strong, he has a long life, and he can't die easily. humans have short lives that can be easily snuffed out in a blink of an eye. no matter what, he is too different. so he abandons his pursuit and chases after the next thing that was robbed away from him: divinity.

he still yearns for a heart. but he can never obtain a pure human heart, so what can he do now? pursue the pure gnosis that was stolen away from him — his birthright. he views ei (gods) as cold, and humans are too full of emotion (weakness). so he shuts himself off those emotions, striving to become stronger and stronger so he can replace ei and start a new era where he dictates the world as the new god. ("my chest will never again be defiled by worldly filth. then it will be empty, a blank slate. ready to receive a supreme gnosis brimming with pure divinity.)

"how it wished to swallow the moon (gods) and devour the moonlight (the gods' gaze on the world). If the world could only return to darkness (without the gods interference/gaze), then it would finally be peaceful and content. 'I will become the new moon (god), the answer to everything. then, no one will know that there were once birds, foxes, and cats in this world. and no one can know that they were different.'"

#also i wanna add how that last line aligns to his fate later as shouki no kami #he wants to become the answer to everything and his title later on was the everlasting lord of arcane wisdom #(in one of his lines he also says that he is the all-knowing god)#in his own way he wants to rid of the suffering in the world even if its at the expense of his individuality #scaramouche analysis #genshin scaramouche #genshin impact analysis #scaramouche #kunikuzushi

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wanderers-stupid-hat · 1 year

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i really need to make a tag for my blorbo when i reblog him. tagging works as both #wanderer and #scaramouche is a lil annoying to me personally when the art depicts specifically one iteration. i love making fun of his names but yk idk if i wanna tag every post i rb of him as #wanderer #scaramouche #kabukimono #kunikuzushi #shouki no kami the everlasting lord of arcane wisdom the prodigal one everytime yk.

if anyone has any suggestions hit me with em my main idea rn is just tagging posts with him as "hat boy"

#genshin impact #wanderer #scaramouche #kabukimono #kunikuzushi #shouki no kami the everlasting lord of arcane wisdom the prodigal one #yall thought i wouldnt literally tag this post as such for the joke?

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solitary-traveler · 30 days

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Ascent to Oblivion part 1 - airborne embrace

The heart imposes how one should act. How they should feel. So how can a puppet constructed without a heart exhibit such distinct qualities?

Notes: This one is very self-indulgent. I swear I wish there was an option to catch him during this scene—

Warning: reader is not traveler btw, slight angst?

A heart is regarded as a mirror that reflects someone’s soul. A sovereign ruler that ordains decrees that the body is meant to follow.

The heart imposes how one should act. How they should feel.

So how can a puppet constructed without a heart exhibit such distinct qualities?

He doesn't have a soul, nor a heart for that matter. Yet Scaramouche doesn’t fail to display the epitome of humanity. The emotions he claims are cursed act as a substitute; an artificial heart that ushers him in the direction of the deepest desires that he sought after. It spreads within his body like a burning infection, leaving a bitter taste of rage and fury that will never be quelled. Come hell or high water, his resolve never wavers. His ambition to prove to everyone that he is destined for more perseveres. He sprints to his goal like a marathon. To conclude his journey and prove to his mother that he has always been worthy of the gnosis.

That was your understanding of the 6th Harbinger, the Balladeer.

You stand beside the Traveler, along with the Archon of Wisdom you had liberated earlier. You encounter the rising "god" of Sumeru—the existence of who you know as Scaramouche—as he presents himself as the Shouki no Kami, the Prodigal, Everlasting Lord of Arcane Wisdom. A long drawn-out battle that persisted 168 loops before you and the Traveler snatch victory from the harbinger.

You were tired and on the verge of collapsing. Bruises and scars are scattered across every nook and cranny of your skin. Yet despite everything—every word, every truth, every lie—you can't bring yourself to hate him.

You wanted to hate him.

But why couldn't you?

Was it because you felt pity? Because the solicitude of his sorrows softened the fortification encircling your heart?

Or was it because sympathized with him? Maybe you too knew how it felt when the cruel jaws of life gnaw on the strings that control destiny, only to give birth to nothing but misery and hatred toward the world?

As you looked up, you saw the electro gnosis in Nahida's possession. The puppet yells, an anguished wail of cries as every word laced with desperation begs to have the gnosis back.

"No! Anything but the gnosis!"

"That's mine!"

It was strange. Watching someone like Scaramouche throw away their pride and dignity, just for one measly gnosis. A gnosis that shaped his entire identity. An item he's been promised when he was fabricated, a promise the Raiden Shogun never kept.

Your heart throbs. Was this the one you were supposed to hate? A misguided child who grew up hating himself and everyone around him because of accidents he interpreted as his fault?

Scaramouche's slender arms extend to seize the gnosis, to grasp the adhesive that was holding up his fragmented individuality. One by one, the tubes embedded in him fracture. Pink liquid sloshed out like waves, smearing pigments on the platform. But he couldn't care less. He wanted the gnosis. He needed it. With a hushed click, your eyes widened.

He fell.

And you jumped.

Despite the burning sensation of the wounds you had accumulated from the puppet, you rise without hesitation as the overwhelming urge to catch him coursed through your veins. You create a whirlwind that propels you in his direction, with the aid of your anemo vision. Time itself decelerates as you can only hope to reach him. You were praying to any go out there that you haven't miscalculated.

One.

Your arms wrap around Scaramouche, cradling him closely to you. You caught him. Thank the archons you caught him.

Two.

You were to land swiftly on the ground—but having exerted the last of your energy—your touchdown wasn't as smooth or graceful as you had hoped. Your feet slipped, causing you and the harbinger in your arms to skid towards the rubble of rocks. Even then, you squeezed him tightly, not wanting to let go.

Three.

A deafening crash resounds in the domain as you smash into the massive debris. But your clutch doesn't waver. You held the puppet in your arms, a testament of your newfound will to protect him. To keep him safe. You could no longer watch him be cheated out of everything good. He deserves some peace, a tranquility you were willing to give. In spite of your best efforts to remain awake and asses how Scaramouche was faring, your brain started to deprive you of your consciousness.

Four.

A hand clutches your clothes firmly, as you feel the cold porcelain pressed against your skin. Before you collapse into an unconscious state, you overhear a broken sob. A sound only those with a shattered soul can let out.

Taglist for part 2 is open btw!

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melina-mellow · 1 year

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Kunikuzushi ❌

Kabukimono ❌

The Balladeer ❌

Shouki no Kami: The Primordial Everlasting Lord of Arcane Wisdom ❌

Wanderer ❌

Babygirl ❌

Hat Guy ✅

#scaramouche #wanderer #genshin impact

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platoniccereal · 8 months

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meet your newborn god, the everlasting lord of arcane wisdom.

#genshin impact #wanderer #scaramouche #shouki no kami #genshin impact fanart #platoniccereal art #i actually headcanon this form of his as a leader of raiden gokaden and being in charge of furnaces #my man became a blacksmith again #also he has katsuragikiri nagamasa AND a fan to represent his sword dancing #he forges the best weapons hehe #also the whole attire is well attire and his crown is a headpiece he doesn't have cute cow ears sadly

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jerktournament · 9 months

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ROUND ONE - Louie (Pikmin) VS Scaramouche (Genshin Impact)

!! PROPAGANDA BELOW !!!

LOUIE: "single handedly caused his employer to go in massive debt. stole the food supplies of 3 people tasked to save their homeplsnet from starvation. tried to kill his employer snd coworker twice."

SCARAMOUCHE: "He's a terrible, terrible, terrible guy I adore him so much. Would hate me if he actually met me (I don't care though). Started off innocent and kind and loving but was abandoned by his mother figure, betrayed, and had another childhood friend die, all at the age of 1. Entirely disillusioned with the world. Tried to become god at one point because mommy issues go brrr. Has committed war crimes. The sassiest little man. Will literally listen to your opinion on a topic that you have studied for years and obtained the opinion from a renowned professional in the field and basically tell you that you're weak and not driven enough to use the gifts you have, and then immediately leave. Would probably die if he ever had to genuinely apologize. Proof that short people are angrier because they are closer to hell. Enjoys drama. He's a tsundere in a thousand ways but my favorite is when he abandoned the names he was given by mortals, as he will "never again regard any of them as his companions" and then a while later allows you to name him. Also have I mentioned he has a thousand names? I haven't even listed them all. He also had titles like Shouki no Kami, the Prodigal and Everlasting Lord of Arcane Wisdom, but that was back when he was god for a day. He's my numero uno little man and also made me realize that all my faves are men that would treat me badly"

#louie pikmin #scaramouche #pikmin #genshin impact #the wanderer #poll

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iceunhie · 7 months

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lord knows how much I love Wanderer Kunikuzushi Scaramouche Balladeer 6th of the eleven Harbingers Shouki no Kami the Prodigal the Everlasting Lord of Arcane Wisdom Hat Guy Eccentric Puppet Beautiful Puppet born with a face Fairer than any other Kuronoshi

I'm totally normal about him. uh huh.

*nods head furiously*

#mhie rambles #if any of my mutuals see this no u dont #guys im totally normal #totally didnt copypaste a pledge about him devoting my entire being towards him and write like 2 loveletters to him and brainrot about him #24/7 please thats fiddlesticks! i totally donr associate every little romantic song in my playlist with a prompt of a fic about him #totally. yeah. mhm.#scaramouche

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kiraijinn · 3 months

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No fucking way Shouki no Kami white day official artwork from cognosphere?!?!

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sh1-n0bu · 2 years

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Hi love

I stumbled upon ur blog and ahh love ur writting i wad thinking maybe if ur requests are open that u could write a lil smth IF UR FREE OFCI

was thinking scaramouche x reader argument (angst to fluff :the ansgt shouldnt be brutal bc i dont hsndle it well)

Or if ur not comfy writting that u could doo

Scaramouche x reader scara accidentally confesses to reader??

Dont overwork urself and remember to eat <3

✿ 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 ✿

characters: scaramouche x nb!reader

warnings: just a cute fluffy fic<3333, a bit of a namecalling and cursing but then again it’s scara we’re talking abt, yearning, scara don’t knowing what to do with feelings, i say traveler so you can think of it as either sibling you want, it’s more from scara’s and 3rd pov

notes: hi hi hi! absolutely loving the fact i’m getting requests ehe~ i thought of going with the argument one but i’m afraid it might get a bit too dark bc i absolutely love angst😔 i’m sorry luv. but i hope you don’t mind this one cuz i literally started working on it right as i got it lmaoooo. also the song mentioned is “rises the moon” highly recommend

“wait, hold, pause. you’re telling me that you keep staring at [name] is because you love them??? as in??? love love?????? as in romantically??? “holy shit i’m feeling emotions” way??? as in-“

“godDAMMIT TRAVELER YES! I LIKE THEM OKAY!” this was definitely not how scaramouche wanted his secret infatuation with you to slip out. so if you’re wondering just what in the name of all the dead or alive gods’ is happening then let’s rewind a little bit.

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you were always with the traveler and their stupid little pixie. constantly supporting them, helping people, traveling around teyvat, making friends and some enemies and accidentally stealing the the heart of a certain bowl-cut head.

he first met you during his plan in mondstadt to ambush the traveler. just as he was about to strike them, your claymore was thrown in front of him, blocking his path and the astrologist managed to escape with the traveler and the chatty girl. immediately sending electro strikes to your presumed location only to find a scorched jacket instead.

the second was during the delusion factory incident. when the balladeer charged at the weakened and drugged traveler, you appeared once again, protecting your companions and clashing against the harbinger. even after the traveler passed out and the drugs was starting to make you see hallucinations, you still fought earnestly. and that was the first impressive thing about you. the second being, you, a lowly mortal being able to fight toe to toe against a hundreds of years old merciless harbinger like him. and the third was how incredibly loyal you were. while he shot electro made weapons at you, the balladeer had briefly wondered if you were his friend, would you have protected him just like how you were protecting the traveler and their pixie.

the third time, he was no longer a harbinger but a god. the everlasting lord of arcane wisdom. since he has ascended to godhood, he would have followers and he had proudly asked you if you would become one. but you were headstrong and still disgustingly loyal to yourself and to your friend, the traveler. the everlasting lord has never felt more jealous of someone since his disposal as a failure.

after the battle ended and the dust cleared, his gnosis was taken away.

how dare they! how dare those weak, disgusting pests! how could the world be so cruel! why does it keep taking away things that are rightfully his! it wasn’t fair!

as he fell from the destroyed mechanical robot, the broken puppet felt himself being caught and cradled in someone’s arms. he was too tired to even care but he hoped it was you.

the fourth time was when he met you as the wanderer. not the manipulative, blood thirsty harbinger but simply as scaramouche, the wanderer. the boy who regained his heart. at first you kept your guards up. anyone who isn’t stupid would. yet slowly your little group began to feel more and more like a group of friends just traveling around the world together. paimon, traveler alongside yourself taught scaramouche about the humane side of things, while he would help with battle tactics, training and sometimes keeping guard during the night. it was oddly… sweet.

during your travels together, the purple eyed eccentric learned more about you. you liked slow dancing under the stars sometimes, you didn’t like the hot sun of the afternoon, loves to make silly, meaningless little things such as flower crowns and wood carvings. hates how your friends or companions would injure themselves during a fight. it was all so very strange but so, endearing.

one night, the traveler couldn’t fall asleep due to nightmares plaguing their mind and you hummed a gentle song to them. something about closing their eyes, going to sleep and the moon will surely rise again. he wondered if you would sing to him if he were to cry in his sleep or grew restless due to nightmares.

the wanderer would watch as you chide the traveler and paimon for walking into danger like idiots as you clean their wounds with the gentlest touch. he thought of how you would treat him if he was injured.

scaramouche saw how the traveler and their companion would joyously yell your name and throw themselves at you shouting “catch!” as you three would reunite with a hug after doing some commissions separately.

he wanted to be the one to be hugged by you instead. he wanted to push the traveler and their loud pixie away and throw himself into your arms. how warm you would feel, how you would remind him of a warm summer night filled with laughter and story telling, how he wanted to close his eyes and drown himself in your everything. your smile, gentle humming in the night, silly little antics, weird 3am thoughts, your kiss until every sense and thought of him is just filled by you and only you. only you and no one or nothing else.

scaramouche soon understood what this longing feeling was. it was called “love”. but how can a puppet ever learn to love? aren’t puppets just a hollow being made only to follow their orders and entertain? would he be no longer a discarded puppet if he were to feel emotions? would scaramouche be seen as human if he fall in love with you?

and he concluded that he was no puppet. he was no hollow husk of a being for he had a heart. he was no being made to entertain for he had cut his strings. he was no puppet for he had emotions. he was scaramouche. and scaramouche fell in love with you.

ever since he realized his feelings and his desires, he would always stare at you. his mind filled with daydreams of how it would feel like to kiss you. his body feeling a little colder without you to gently hold him. his heart feeling twisted whenever he sees you smiling at someone that wasn’t him. his hand feeling empty because you weren’t linking yours with his.

dammit all. he was hopelessly, foolishly in love. and that is where it leads to the current situation. the traveler noticed how the wanderer would always stare at you whenever you didn’t notice and they decided to confront him of it. turns out it was the complete opposite of what they were thinking. sadly it seems like the victim in questioning shouted a bit too loud because now you were standing beside them in your sleepwear, wide awake and clearing your throat.

you woke up because these three idiots wouldn’t stop chattering in the middle of the night and your light sleeper self had woken up. just as you were rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and grumbling curses under your breath you heard scaramouche’s not so secret confession. now don’t get me wrong, you had feelings for the purple eyed male but due to all four of you traveling together, you didn’t want to make things awkward. well, seems like that just got thrown out the window.

“ahem” three different reaction happened all at once. scaramouche looked like he wanted to bury himself right then and there, paimon gasped dramatically and the traveler gave scaramouche a knowing smirk. that little shit.

“traveler, paimon could you two please excuse us for a while?”

“sure. but don’t get too heated you two” oh that little pesky traveler. you’ll get them back for this. after waiting a while for them to disappear out of sight, you faced the tomato faced scaramouche. he didn’t know what to think, say or what kind of an excuse to come up with to save his life. so he tipped his head down, hoping you won’t see his red face but that hope was squashed when he felt you hand on his cheeks. tilting his head to look at you, he saw a smile on your face.

with the moon shining on you and him and the soft glow of crystalflies floating around, you looked even more ethereal. if true beauty were to be sculpted, it would be you. so incredibly flawed, humane but so incredibly otherworldly.

cupping his cheeks in both of your hands and tilting his face, you lowly whispered if it would be okay to kiss him. all he could do was nod like a meek, shy boy. and when you finally, finally kissed him after his months of longing it felt like all of the crystalflies around were now floating around in his stomach. his mind getting filled by the thoughts of only you and him in this moment and his heart racing miles a minute. when you pulled away, he chased after your lips like a depraved man. throwing his arms around your neck and pulling you back towards him, it felt like everything was right.

he is scaramouche. and he fell in love with you.

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bonus:

“awww, two lovers connected by fate. PAIMON WANTS TO BE INVITED TO THE WED - bonk”

#nobu.writes #scaramouche fluff #scaramouche x reader #genshin impact scaramouche #genshin x reader #scaramouche x you #no beta we die like rex lapis #x gn reader

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