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abyssruler · 8 months
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roses are red, violets are blue, lynette is so done with the two of you
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lyney x gn!reader
lynette thinks fontaine’s worst kept secret isn’t how neuvillette wears blue underwear or how the hydro archon loves a good drama, no, fontaine’s worst kept secret is lyney’s massive crush on you and how everyone and their grandmother know except you.
comedy, pining lyney, lynette being so done
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Lyney’s frowning.
Most people would find it an odd expression on him, used to having him direct dazzling smiles and playful laughter their way. But Lynette isn’t just anyone, and the sight of Lyney frowning is hardly a rare phenomenon within the privacy of their household.
Freminet’s usually Lyney’s choice of victim for whatever nonsense he’s managed to build himself up in that head of his, but Freminet’s busy doing errands and Lynette is unfortunately the only person within vicinity that Lyney trusts with his secret—which isn’t even a secret by this point, people have been making bets on how long it would take you to realize that Lyney’s been pining over you since forever.
Case in point: Lyney frowning over two identical flowers. She doesn’t need to be a mind reader to know that her brother is having a midlife crisis over which flower to give you.
Lynette thinks he should just man up and confess. Preferably within the next week or so, otherwise she’d lose her bet.
“Lynette, which one is more eye-catching, the crimson one,” he holds up the flower in his right hand, then he raises the other one, “or the maroon one?”
Lynette gives him the deadest stare she can muster. “They’re the same color.”
“Oh, sister, have you no taste?” Lyney tuts, pouting at her for a moment before returning to that constipated look as he squinted at the ‘crimson’ and ‘maroon’ flowers. Talk about being delusional.
“(Y/N)’s not gonna care whether the rose is crimson or maroon or red,” she tells him. You’d probably accept a dead flower if it came from Lyney, with that starry-eyed look you always got whenever he so much as glances your way. Lynette’s not one to judge other people’s taste too harshly, but she does wonder what you see in her overdramatic and annoying brother.
Ah, well. They do say love makes people blind. Hopefully not literally though, Lynette’s not looking forward to performing shows alone because Lyney got blinded by his love for you—though if you asked Lynette, she’d tell you it wasn’t love so much as obsession. Only someone insane would spend hours picking out flowers and calling them ‘maroon’ and ‘crimson’. It’s just red.
Lynette squints at him. “And since when were you interested in the meaning of flowers?”
“Well, I suppose you could say I like to dabble in other pursuits.” Lyney gives her a cheeky grin.
“Right…” He’s clearly losing his mind.
“Red roses symbolize true love, though rainbow roses in particular pertain to passion, and…” He trails off, eyes blinking in astonishment. She can practically see the lightbulb appearing on top of his head.
With a flick of his wrists, the ‘crimson’ and ‘maroon’ roses disappear. Lynette watches him warily, wondering what kind of outlandish idea has formed in that head of his.
But he doesn’t elaborate more, only shoots a wink at her and says, “I’ve got a great idea.”
His great idea, as it turns out, is to corner you in an alleyway and make it rain rainbow roses around you as he asked you out on a date, all while Lynette is crouched on the roof, dumping sacks of rainbow roses and vindictively hoping one of them stabs Lyney in the eye. No such luck.
You, as the ever-crazy romantic that you are, are awestruck and amazed by what he’s done instead of weirded out like how a normal person would be. With an eager smile and a twinkle in your eye, you accept the rose in Lyney’s hand and say yes when he asks you to meet him for dinner tomorrow. Lynette wants to barf, but settles for dumping another sack of flowers on top of the two of you.
And if she uses a little bit of anemo to direct a few petals to Lyney’s face? Well, you removing a petal sticking to his cheek and having your fingers linger there for a few moments wasn’t part of the plan (the plan being: embarrass her brother by having him choke on a petal while he’s speaking), but she can’t entirely begrudge the result. Not when Lyney looks like he’s about to have a meltdown with just one touch from you. Good blackmail material right there.
Lynette’s happy that the two of you have finally gotten your heads off your asses and are actually going on a date. Though mostly she’s happy about the amount of mora heading her way soon.
She’ll have to thank Freminet for telling her about the bet about you and Lyney. Maybe she can start a new bet on when the two of you are getting married—probably soon, if the lovestruck look on Lyney’s face is anything to go by. She hopes he won’t be crazy enough to propose on the second date, because you’d certainly be crazy enough to accept if he did.
Oh, well. Lynette will put a bet on one month just in case.
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shotguncollar · 1 year
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come onnnnn
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saetoru · 8 months
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✩ ‧₊˚ ✩ JUST YOURS — LYNEY.
contents. archon quest spoilers, reader finds out lyney is from the house of the hearth—and all the drama + betrayal that comes from that </3 so big rip </3 but it has a hopeful ending tho !!
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lyney has knocked on your door three times today—you haven’t opened up once. you can’t.
“please,” you can hear his muffled voice, “i just want to talk. will you let me explain?”
magicians must always make their audience believe in the impossible, he’s always told you with that sweet, alluring little smile on his face that makes you hang onto every word of his. he’s right, you think—magicians are simply those who have mastered the art of deception, and lyney is no exception. he’s deceiving you even now, with that broken voice as if he’s the one who’s hurt.
word spreads fast in fontaine—lyney, your sweet, romantic, devoted lyney, is of the house of the hearth. his trial mortifies you at first—but deep down, you know in your heart that lyney is no murderer. and then, in an instant, you’re not so sure anymore when somehow, within less than a day, lady furina is able to uncover more about your boyfriend than you have in months.
lyney is of the house of the hearth. he’s of the fatui.
“i’m sorry,” you hear a thud of his forehead resting against the door, “you’re mad, i know—but let me explain the—”
for the first time all day, you open the door. you’re not sure why—somehow, you need him to know you’re not just mad. you’ve been mad at lyney before, being mad is easy. being mad means he’ll pull a rose from behind your ear and make you smile against your will. being mad means you’ll realize you can’t stay mad at him for long, not when he looks at you like that. being mad is temporary—but this? this feels permanent.
you’re not mad at lyney. you simply can’t trust him anymore, and he needs to know that, needs to understand that he should stay away and never find you again.
you’re glaring at him, staring at the face that has always done nothing but make you smile. you wonder, for a small, doubtful moment, if every smile lyney has ever pulled from you has been built off of pure lies and half truths and withheld information.
you’ve given him every bit of yourself, told him everything there is to tell and then some, let him discover things himself that no one has yet to learn. and lyney, as you learn, is someone you can’t even begin to know, not really—maybe not ever.
“you’re with the fatui,” your voice is cold, but you know he can hear the waver—you hate him for that. for being able to pick you apart when you don’t know the first thing about him, “you’ve lied to me all this time—”
“i didn’t lie,” he says quickly, “i just…didn’t tell you everything—”
“that’s not any better,” you cut him off, finality in your voice that makes his eyes widen a fraction, “i have no business with someone of the—”
“wait,” his foot stops the door before it can close, stepping in despite your protests as he inches closer and closer. you take a step back every time—the hurt on his face is palpable. “can…can i explain? please?”
“explain what?” you furrow your eyebrows, “explain that you’re with the fatui? how is there any explaining that? how can you look me in the eye and tell me you’re not bad—”
“i’m not,” he insists, “i’m not bad.”
lyney has never looked at you like that—like you’ve hurt him right where he’s most vulnerable, right where he’s weak and fragile and can’t bear to be hurt. you hate that you want to apologize for a moment, that you want to cradle his face and kiss the tremble off of his lips.
“then what are you?” you challenge, crossing your arms.
“i’m trying to save people,” he croaks, “our organization has a lot of people—a lot of goals. father and i want to—”
“your father has hurt people,” you cut him off.
“father saved me,” he says firmly, “and lynette. she gave us a home. and she wants to save the people of this nation—”
“she’s taken advantage of your weakness and—”
“she did what no one else would for me and my family.”
“then go,” you spit, “go to her and do her bidding. but i can’t turn a blind eye to the fact that you’re with the fatui.”
“even as a member of the house, my decisions are my own,” his hand grabs yours—you can’t find it in yourself to pull it away. it’s familiar, warm—it’s lyney. your lyney. “i’m doing what i believe is right. to break the prophecy.”
“i don’t know what you’re trying to do,” you admit, tired, defeated, “or who you are, frankly. but i’m tired of lies, lyney.”
“then i’ll tell you the truth,” his voice trembles, “anything you ask.”
“i’m not sure that’ll help,” you say quietly.
and then his arms are wrapped tightly around you, his head tucking into the crook of your neck as he pulls you close. you want to push him away. you want to melt into his arms. you want to tell him to leave. you want to ask him to always stay.
lyney is of the house of the hearth, the fatui. but he’s also your lyney—the one who brings you flowers and tucks them behind your ear, the one who does tricks for children and makes them smile, the one who gives his heart and soul for his family to keep them safe.
you don’t know if the two can coexist as one, but you know despite it all, you still love lyney, and you don’t know if you can stop. the thought is haunting.
“i’ve always done what i believe is right,” he promises, “i’ve never hurt someone innocent. you have to know that much.”
“lyney—”
“i love you,” his voice breaks, “i’ve always loved you as just lyney. i promise.”
“i’m scared of who you are when you’re not just lyney,” you whisper—and you suppose you’re also weak, because your hand slips into his hair, stroking through the strands so that if it’s the last time, maybe you can commit the feeling of him to memory.
you can feel his tears fall onto your skin, and you can feel his fingers grip your shirt as he clings onto you, onto the last bit of hope that you’re his—that he’s yours. your lyney, the one you’ve always known and loved.
“i’m always just lyney,” he promises, “no matter who i’m with.”
“i just…need time,” you sniffle, “to think.”
“okay,” he says quietly. you can feel his lip quiver against your skin as he presses a kiss to your neck, “i’ll wait. however long you need, i’ll wait. i love you.”
“i know, lyney,” you sigh, caving and pressing a gentle kiss to the side of his head. you savor the feeling—just in case you’ll never feel it again.
maybe you can—maybe he’s telling the truth. maybe lyney has always been yours, the one you think you know. you don’t know, but you hope you’ll find out.
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i would forgive him i can’t lie to you no amount of fatui crimes could outweigh how badly i need to kiss this little shrimp of mine
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bluexiao · 6 months
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#monsieur neuvillette’s relationship headcanons
NOTES. finally a work after months. i missed this, tbh. but hey, here’s my new husband for you. might also have a part 2 of this i feel like i haven’t written everything yet
WARNING. real identity spoilers (nothing too explicit from the current archon quest i haven’t even done it yet oops)
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NEUVILLETTE
(Before)
Before the relationship began, it took a long while for him to truly process what he had been feeling towards you—to be frank, he even thought he was getting sick (which was impossible. He never got sick.), though that thought comes to an end the moment he realizes that the effects only happen when he is around you. Only you.
He had heard of love before. Had seen love. Had read about love. Not just the platonic or familial ones, but also romance and more. And yet, he does not understand them, simply because he considers them as something someone like him would not eventually feel.
And yet, it all changed when he first saw you. Curiosity turns to admiration, and admiration turns to anxiety—which is never good; the sweating on his hands and the back of his neck, and the pressure on his chest whenever your presence comes.
He was only reminded of the term romance when he consulted Sigewinne about it.
“Does it only happen around a certain person, Monsieur?” “Monsieur, I think you are simply in love,” she says. “Humans do tend to have the same symptoms but it does not necessarily mean you are sick. It appears to me that you feel the same as well. Does their presence give you happiness?”
He did not even need to ponder over his answer. What he does ponder over is how he should deal with it. The evidence is overwhelming, and there is only one verdict. And yet, where does this lead to?
Contrary to popular belief, he will confess as soon as he is sure of his feelings. He is an honest and honorable man. He would confess his feelings if he could, but it did take some time knowing how busy his schedule was.
The only thing that probably was able to push him to go through was the Melusines. It took them weeks to have him clear his schedule up for a nice little dinner date that they had planned and suggested to the Monsieur.
“Recently, I have come to realize that I have developed a romantic interest with you, Y/n.”
“I do not intend to put pressure on you. I shall accept whatever judgment you make. I do not wish for you to change how you treat me in any way.”
“If you may… I can only ask to indulge in this meal with you for tonight. Your company eases me greatly.”
Brutally honest. It may even drive you crazy how this all seems so easy on him.
But in reality, his palms were sweating underneath his gloves and the slightly cool sensation of the utensils as he blurts out his intentions for setting up such an occasion. His heart was pounding but he could not process whether this was about how you looked especially good tonight or his nervousness with finally confessing his feelings for you.
Or maybe both. Either way, all evidence of such leads to only one thing—you.
Bonus; I do think he’ll reveal who he is first before he gets into a relationship with you but that really depends on how observant you are.
(During)
It was a surprise to him, at the very least, how he had managed to keep you as his lover despite what he lacks. He knew how he was not well-versed with “feelings” per se (just in his mind), but you, the angel that you’ve always been, chose to be with him.
The sudden change did not occur to him much, actually. But he did notice how much his mind lingers to you more often than not, and how he will end up recalling how you are now his one and only lover.
It takes time for him to adjust, but it all started with frequent conversations (much more than before), then sending flowers to your place every other day (constantly), though most of the time they’re delivered by someone else, knowing how busy he is as the Chief Justice.
Or when he started to first brush his gloved fingers to yours.
When he does something, it will be constant. (Maybe this also comes from being responsible and disciplined as shown by being the Chief Justice). All the things that he did before, he still does them now—unless you’ve told him no, of course.
He is definitely a man of his honor!!
And would always ask for your permission first before he touches your hand, or holds them, or hugs you, or kisses you.
He does like pampering and showering you with “offerings” though.
Stuff like buying your favorite flowers or trinkets once or twice a week, making sure you have enough supply of the best water out there. And even with how he always has an umbrella or parasol for you (ones he got ever since you got together; one in his office, one that’s foldable for him to carry under his coat, and one he gave to you for every time you leave the house.
Through the course of the relationship, he learned about the beauty of life, which is how he sometimes brings you flowers despite its short life. However, he still secretly prefers giving you trinkets for your hoard of gifts from him, mostly because it symbolizes his everlasting love for you. (He’s very romantic like that, even if he does not know he is)
He will also introduce every single Melusine in Fontaine. At first, it may surprise you how he knows all of their names, but it will surprise you even more the moment you realize you could do the same. If you do, he’ll love you even more (which he thought was impossible at first as he knew he already loves you very much).
The Melusines will treat you as their other parent the moment it is known amongst all of them that you’re his lover. Sigewinne, for one, would always give you a personalized gift. She would also always send you letters to ask how you are and probably be quite excited whenever you accept an invitation for a cup of tea.
Monsieur Neuvillete is not jealous, but he is possessive and territorial. It’s a dragon instinct, forgive him.
It also comes with being protective. Though he’s not feral, he would make sure to always shield you away from any harm, or anything that might take you away.
One time, he had to deal with a bunch of… shameless individuals who had tried to make a move on you, and though he has great trust on you, he cannot help but have the same self-deprecating voices in the back of his mind.
Though instinctively, he finds himself buying you trinkets or flowers again.
“Hm? You just gave me one earlier, didn’t you?” You look up with a confused look but still hold that smile that stirs butterflies in his chest.
He nodded. “The flowers reminded me of you, mon amour. I could not help but feel the urge to give it to you.”
It does not stop him from giving you offerings.
Of course, he cannot just give up on you. The ruling of whoever deserves your love and affection the most. Of course, he is at an advantage knowing that he’s already your lover.
“Is there something wrong?” You looked up to him, hearing the pitter patter of the rain outside through the taps on the windows. You had your hands on his shoulders, gently rubbing them with your palms.
“It’s nothing, mon cœur, no need to worry.” He flashes you a reassuring smile, and yet, at the back of his mind, he wondered how you could have thought to check on him. Is it perhaps the gloominess in the atmosphere?
You frown as you look at him intently, “There are times when you’d shower me gifts with a saddened look on you. I’m worried, is all.”
He stares at you then. Ah, so you noticed, he thought.
He chuckles as he shakes his head and stands right next to you. “May I?” He opens his arms and you nod and dive right into his chest. He enclosed you into an embrace, relishing the feeling of your warmth.
He kisses your forehead then. “Allow me to bask in your presence for a while.”
For short, one of the best. Definitely a 100/10.
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ventismacchiato · 1 year
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giving him his gnosis back ࿔
scaramouche x g!n reader
notes — 3.2 quest spoilers, slight angst, established relationship
author’s notes: i haven’t done the quest so if i got anything wrong im sorry T-T also if you saw me accidentally post this pretend you didn’t
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The gnosis glowed in your palm, a translucent hue of violet as you tucked it into your pocket. Nahida had entrusted the gnosis to you after she caught you lurking near the battle. You could only guess how she knew you were his lover, not many people could believe a mere puppet like him could care for anyone.
You knew of his plan to become a god and you did your best to support him. But you could only watch in distress on the sidelines when you heard his desperate cry as Nahida tore it away from him. There was a feeling in your stomach of a coil being pulled tautly. It was sickening.
You knew Nahida had placed Scara somewhere safe to rejuvenate himself. You made your way there, the dark of the night haunting you as you pushed aside a curtain and looked to see your lover crouched on the ground with his bare back to you, cracks along his skin as his hat was strewn aside. The cot beside him lay untouched and the tray of food had now gone cold. You cleared your throat to show your presence but he didn’t react.
You made your way around to sit beside him, the window pushed open and the wind cascading inside. You look to see a dazed look in Scaramouche’s eyes, stains on his cheeks, and his knees pulled to his chest. He graces you with a side eye, his voice meek as he speaks.
“Why are you still here?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” you reply, careful to not look like you were pitying him. The marks along his skin made your heart want to crumble but you kept it together.
“I’m a failure without a heart,” he scoffs, gesturing to himself, “I’m broken.”
“You don’t need the heart your craving,” you say, the Gnosis burning a hole in your pocket. It was right there. The very item your partner desired.
Scaramouche huffs, not bothering with a reply.
You swallow thickly, unsure of his plans to move forward.
“I was defeated,” he mutters, eyes empty, “My heart was taken away from me.”
“You’ll never be without a heart,” you reassure, “As long as I’m alive you’ll have mine.”
You hear his breath hitch beside you.
But that’s not enough
Your love for him will never be enough. He won’t ever be satisfied.
You reach your hand into your pocket, fingers against the Gnosis. You spare another look at Scaramouche, who looks like a shell of the man he once was. You didn’t want him to feel betrayed yet again.
“Scara,” you say, “I have something to give you.”
“Keep it,” he states, his voice curt and still refusing to look your way.
“But it’s yours,” you reply, slowly taking the Gnosis out and offering it to him.
He looks down at your hand, eyes dilating in realization as he instinctively reaches for it but then yanks his palm away, wary of the power he couldn’t control. The fight had done some damage to his confidence and you were willing to betray Nahida’s trust in you to restore it. Anything for him.
“It’s yours,” you whisper, pushing it closer to him.
He stares in wonder at the second chance given to him.
And finally, he reaches for it.
“Y/n,” he marvels, clutching it desperately between his fingers, “Why…”
“I want you to be happy,” you answer, nudging his shoulder, “It’s rightfully yours so I got it back for you.”
Scara sends you a gaze, eyes going soft before you see the tilt of his lips.
“You really are a wonder,” he sighs, looking at the Gnosis longingly. You couldn’t tell if it was directed towards you or the heart he held in his hands.
You could only pray to the archons above that this was the right decision and you weren’t merely blinded by love. But when you saw the spark ignite back into your lover, you knew it was. He moved the Gnosis to his other hand and reached over to lace his fingers through yours.
“Next time, you’ll become a God beside me. That’s what was missing the first time,” he said, an eager glint in his eyes.
You could only nod.
As long as he was happy.
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a/n: hope i did your request justice !!
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vsimp · 10 months
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a glaze lily that blooms underneath the moonlit sky
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pairing: zhongli x reader
summary: “the moon is beautiful, isn’t it?” which means I love you. in that he comes to conclusion about his feelings for you
genre: fluff
wc: ~1k
spoilers if you haven’t done Liyue’s archon quest
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Zhongli watched as you skipped through the fields of Liyue. You two had strayed far away from the hustling city and now remained walking on the outskirts. It was late at night, and you had been accompanying him all day to help with a consultation that required your knowledge and expertise.
He had appreciated your company today, and it was approaching that time for you two to depart. But you were a sneaky one, making a contract that very day, knowing that he could not refuse.
In exchange for your knowledge, Zhongli would help fulfill a request. And that request was to accompany you for a few more hours tonight. Yes, to anybody else, Zhongli would happily fulfill such an easy request, as he enjoyed the company of others to share his stories, but to spend time with you? You, who shook his heart and made him feel more uneasy?
Having lived for the last 6,000 years, he was definitely not naive. In fact, he could read the motives behind this contract you’ve established very easily. He, however, could not find it within him to deny your request. Indeed, your help was great importance for him in regards to his job, but having known you for quite a bit, he’s grown fond of your company. Perhaps a bit too comfortable, might he add.
With a soul as old as his, he’s had his fair share of sorrow and heartbreak. The wounds from the past have now formed the current solid rock that has acted as a barrier to his heart that has grown expontentially. Yet, somehow you’ve managed to squeeze your way into that very crevice that he’s kept closed off for so long.
Maybe it was your tenacity, your courage, your compassion. Maybe it was your strength, your willingness to help others no matter what, your morality. No, maybe it was something much more simpler. Maybe it was your smile, the way you called out his name, the way your eyes curled up at the corners when you laughed with him. The laugh that he had grown so fond of— the one that was so melodious that even a glaze lily could bloom just from the sound of it.
He was scared of these emotions that were forming for you. He wanted to push them away so that he wouldn’t get hurt, but more importantly so that you would not be hurt from them as well.
But as you danced around the tall wild grass underneath the moonlight, it was like all of his worries had melted away. You looked so free to him at that moment, like a bird who could take off into flight at any time. Now that he was living as a mortal, would he be able to fly with you? Would he be able to finally be free, away from the restraints of previous duties as an archon?
It was tempting. You were tempting.
“Wow, the sky is so clear tonight!” You said as you looked up.
Zhongli’s eyes followed the direction you looked at. It seemed like the same sky he had been looking at for the last 6,000 years, yet tonight, it looked more beautiful than ever.
“Indeed,” his deep voice rumbled out, “it is a fine night.”
There was silence between the two of you. It wasn’t awkward at all, a gentle and tranquil breeze washing along any bare skin that was laid out in the open.
He looked at you then. Your eyes were shut, lashes fluttering softly against your cheek, as you smiled gently.
You started to hum a tune. He was sure he had heard it before, a long time ago. He was surprised to even hear it because he thought it was a lost piece of culture from the distant past.
That wasn’t the only thing that surprised him. A glaze lily rested before him. It was small but unbloomed on the side of a rock. And as your voice reached across the winds, the flower had started to blossom underneath the moonlit sky. Its petal stretched out as it responded to your gentle humming.
Since your eyes were shut, you didn’t notice the exotic flower blooming before you, but Zhongli knew how special this was. Glaze lilies only responded to the song of the people and could only blossom at night. And since they were rare to grow in Liyue now, to witness one fully bloom was a spectacle in itself.
All of the sudden, his feelings had started to overflow overwhelmingly, the crack in his heart now starting to pour out. He wanted to burn this memory in his sight, forever etching your loveliness in his mind so that he would never forget you. He would no longer look at glaze lilies with the same sorrow he had once looked before.
For your beauty had stolen his breath away, and he no longer was able to deny it.
You stopped humming soon, and then you opened your eyes.
“Thank you for taking the time to join me, Zhongli,” you said as you looked up to the sky once more. Your eyes sparkled and he could see the reflection of the galaxy within them. “The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?”
He paused at the quote. A long time ago, a sly fox from Inazuma had taught him the true meaning about that quote. First, a song from an old legend, and now a quote from a distant nation. Where had you learned these little things?
He paid no heed to the matter, however, because he knew he had to respond back quickly. His heart was pounding at this point. And then he thought to himself that maybe it would be okay to accept his feelings for you. Now that he was no longer Rex Lapis, he could love you like any other regular man could.
And in a voice as calm as ever, he replied back to the person in front of him,
“It truly is, isn’t it?”
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minimujina · 2 years
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𝑑𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔
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ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. scaramouche drabble :)
ᴛᴡ. none, just cute fluff. use of scara’s real name
ᴀ/ɴ. i haven’t done the sumeru archon quest yet because i’ve kept procrastinating so i apologize if any of this is lore inaccurate </3 i mean it’s not really got anything to do with lore, i just wanted to write something soft for scara, but i figured i’d say this anyways kjglfkjfl
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↳ scaramouche hates it when u do that thing
↳ u know.. that thing
↳ that thing where u are cute all the time and make him feel things. he hates that.
↳ how dare you have the audacity to be that amiable to an infamous fatui harbinger such as himself. how dare you!!
↳ he hates that he wants to protect you. like all the time. it’s like he has a new 6th sense for smelling potential danger. but like
↳ only for u
↳ he’d put himself at great risk if it meant you were safe
↳ i mean,, he’d also put himself at great risk because goddamn it he’s angry at the world and he just wants to kill things
↳ but. same thing
↳ yeah he couldnt give two flying fucks about anyone else. only u. turns out you are his darling whether u like it or not cause he just can’t stand how much he likes you and therefore he’s obligated to keep you around. or whatever
↳ will call u dumb and then immediately feel bad when he sees that you’re about to cry lol
↳ he learns with time that he kinda has to actually be gentle with you. ugh
↳ (but he actually grows to like it) (he comes to the point where he’s okay with being gentle and it comes naturally around you)
↳ comes home from yelling at his subordinates and collapses in ur arms while you pet his hair and hold him close bc god nothing feels better than your touch reassuring him that he’s loved by at least one person. doesn’t matter if the rest of the world wants him dead—knowing you care so much about this wretched, empty heart of his that you would hold him so tenderly is enough for him.
↳ at first he hates kisses. hates all forms of pda and kinda affection in general
↳ but as he grows more confident in his love for you and your love for him, he starts displaying it more
↳ will actually kiss your hand🥺
↳ even in front of his subordinates, he’ll greet you by taking your little palm in his own and bringing it to his lips, always always making sure to prolong eye contact because he knows how much it flusters you :)
↳ cue a bunch of fatui agents sniffling and clutching their chests bc holy shit scaramouche is soft for someone
↳ treats you like a princess. really does. he comes to hold you in the highest regard—he always did, really, but he was simply too embarrassed to admit it (even to himself).
↳ some of the fatui agents end up voicing their surprise that scaramouche keeps you around—they wouldn’t think someone so docile and plain would catch the eye of-
↳ thud. scaramouche’s vision crackles with electro energy, his hands clenched, while the underling who had run her mouth lay writhing on the cold, hard floor.
↳ “let it be known that the sole reason you remain alive right now is because my darling would disapprove of me ending your life,” the harbinger threatens, while the other underlings rush to aid the woman blasted off her feet.
↳ yeah,, he does not tolerate any gossip about the love of his life.
↳ yes, you were docile. so docile, in fact, that you were able to combat the violence erupting from scaramouche with a simple frown, reminding him that excessive cruelty was not the way to win your heart. and so he would change his ways gradually, allowing himself to give what the other fatui agents called “grace”, a grace which they’d never received from this ruthless man before.
↳ but plain? no. you were anything but. and scaramouche would defend your honor with all that he had—how dare those vermin call his darling plain. every day, scaramouche looked you in the eyes and found remarkable beauty, hidden affections, truths folded like a blanket, and universes. he saw universes in your eyes. so scaramouche found it almost offensive that the agents would dare to suggest you were anything but special—he knew you to be a precious gem full of universes. they didn’t understand you like he did; they could never appreciate you like he did.
↳ scaramouche becomes convinced that there is no one more worthy of respect than you, and he’s not ashamed to tell you so. when you shy away from his praises, he’ll grab your chin between his thumb and forefinger, guiding you to look at him so you have no choice but to pay attention.
↳ when you sheepishly avert your gaze, he murmurs, “eye contact, darling—we talked about this,” observing your plush, trembling lips and flushed cheeks. his thumb grazes over your bottom lip so softly, so gently, something you didn’t know he was capable of. and the kiss that follows somehow manages to be all the more tender.
↳ pulling away with a whimper, you quip, “i would hardly call this respect, kuni.”
↳ scaramouche grins, and for the first time you see something akin to joy in his gaze. “well, darling, perhaps you could just think of it as adoration. same thing, no?”
↳ your giggle rings in his ears like the clinking of glass—“sure, kuni. alright.” and you’re forced to let go of any further thought as he swoops in for another kiss.
↳ meanwhile, childe is watching from somewhere nearby, clutching at his chest dramatically while dottore smacks him in an attempt to get him to shut the fuck up. nobody gets caught spying on scaramouche and comes out alive.
↳ childe just can’t help it, though!! this is his comrade, his rival friend, finally experiencing love for another person!! if it hadn’t been for scaramouche’s quick steal, childe quite frankly would’ve taken you for himself—not that scaramouche would ever have to know that, of course. :) you were a gem childe regretted letting slip through his fingers, but it did bring him solace to know that scaramouche was actually treating you right. he could live with it as long as you were happy.
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zushiribbon · 1 year
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opening up - wanderer x reader
Summary: Knowing Scaramouche, he had shut himself away from the world—this world that had treated him unfairly, discarding him like garbage. Though you were quick to change his mind, you were the only one who listened to him and the only one who knew he still had a heart—a cold heart that lacked care.
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"Scara," you called, catching his attention. The dark-haired puppet turned to you, his mechanical ears picking up your voice. "What?" He responds to you.
"What do you think of me?" You asked.
He turned slightly in your direction to face you, a confused expression on his face.
You were eager to know what you truly were to him, if he thought of you as another betrayal or someone who actually mattered to him. After all, this man had shut his true self away from the world.
He was hesitant to answer. After all, if he had given you the wrong answer, he knows that you would betray him as well. He knows himself, and he knows he can hurt people as fragile as you, to his eyes.
“...I think of you as someone I can open up to.” He replies, grabbing his hat and lowering it; the shadow of his hat covering his face, averting his gaze from yours.
He did think of you that way, though. You were an outlander—a foreign traveler who roamed the world of Teyvat. 
And even after all your run-ins with him before, he genuinely thought you were a good listener; even after battling him, he acknowledged that you would stay and listen to his problems.
“So why haven’t you done it yet?” You asked once more. 
He raised a brow, crossing his arms as he released his hand from his hat.
He thought he had already shown himself to be his true self—a puppet, a thing being manipulated by a simple pull of a string. But to you, he was still mysterious. Sure, you knew he was a discarded creation of the Raiden Shogun, but you still wanted to know more about him.
"Yes, I have." He answers, sounding a bit upset.
"No, you haven’t." You protest. He rolls his eyes in annoyance, arms still crossed, as he looks at you.
"Yes. I. Have." Scaramouche repeated.
"Tell me a time you did, then." You said.
In your eyes, you still wanted to know more about him; you wanted to know who he truly was and how he would truly act around you without your silly quarrels from before affecting him.
Scaramouche paused, averting his gaze from yours once more. The puppet was lost in thought, his brows furrowed as his expression reverted to a confused one.
You smiled and tilted your head, seeing how confused he was, and said, "Can’t think of a time, then?" You inquired, resting your head on your palm and watching him think patiently. He sighed, turning back to you and raising his head so that you could see his face under the shade of his hat.
"Fine." 
He placed a hand on his chest, feeling his mechanical heart beat faster as he opened his mouth.
"I love you."
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a/n: this is my first time writing about him! i’m so sorry for my grammar and if my portrayal of scara/wanderer is incorrect :”) i haven’t finished the most recent archon quest so i almost have no idea on what happened to scara HJSHJS- but please bear with me thx <3
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silkjade · 7 months
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I did the archon quest and😍
Also why is wriothesley on the second part??😭 I need him right noew
OMG THE WAY EVERYONE’S FALLING FOR WRIO 😭😭 I’M SCARED !!!!!!
i haven’t even done the archon quest yet but um… he already looked rlly cool in the trailer… and we still have cutscenes & teaser & demo….. uh oh i m in danger
BUT IN THE END. OF THE TWO. I AM STILL A NEUVI GIRL RIGHT??? I DON’T HAVE THE FUNDS FOR WRIO…RIGHT??? (இ﹏இ`。)
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enigma-the-anomaly · 9 months
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AKUTAGAWA ITTO AND KAVEH FOR BINGO GO 🫵
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I CAN fix him. Just let me fix your hair aku baby please
he isn’t my usual type but I’m sure it says smth about me anyway
We should all just stab akutagawa. For fun
hes literally innocent? his only crime was being silly goofy
did not expect to like him as much as I do
rashomon would fix me
cant explain it but he is me fr
free space !
looking at yansim elimination methods like they’re date ideas
he should do more crimes actually
he makes me ill
HE MAKES ME ILL
HE MAKES ME ILL!!!!!
i want more of him
also, bingo on akutagawa!
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I feel like some ppl make him meaner than he is. He never rly goes out of his way to be rude or hurt people, unless they were rude or hurtful first.
Strong man with long hair go brrrrr
I want him dead and buried /affectionate
he’s not a war criminal but he’s in jail a lot. Free my man
he would fix me
I am short and quiet but we are kindred spirits. You dig?
He sees the name “Arataki Shmeeto” on his name tag (free space)
he would let me wood chip him
>:))))
ough. oretty
HIM
CHOMPING HIM
I thought he would be in the inazuma quest :/
I have never been odd about him :)
He’s in a lot of events and he shows up in two separate hangouts but I need More.
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Holding out my hand kaveh let’s take ibuprofen together
HE IS A GENIUS ON ALHAITHAM’S LEVEL HE IS WELL KNOWN AND RESPECTED OKAY?
Something something mommy issues
I want to hurt him. Mwah
Need him to be a vampire and eated me
SOMETHING SOMETHING MOMMY ISSUES HIGH EXPECTATIONS SELF DOUBT IMPOSTER SYNDROME ETC ETC
(free space) *alhaitham voice* KA veh
no capes *fuckin. throws him in the chipper*
he should be traumatized more
HNNNNNNNG
everywhere I go i see his face
I NEED TO WEAR HIS SKIN
WJAT THOSE BEAUTIFUL HANDS DO
LEAVE HIM ALOOOONE ONLY I CAN HURT HIM
i am not strange nor unusual about him :)
i know I said no more situations BUT. he got one scene in the archon quest and one scene in alhaitham’s quest. I know he has a hangout but I haven’t done it yet, and PoP was limited time. I want more permanent content of him
this was fun! thank you!
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abyssruler · 1 year
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summertime sadness
scaramouche x gn!reader
you meet a man with strangely familiar eyes and a voice that makes you long for something you never even knew you missed.
light angst, uhh spoilers for 3.3 archon quest? warning: i haven’t done the latest interlude quest so may not be accurate on some aspects but canon has and always will be just a blueprint for me to stomp on
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For as long as you can remember, there’s always been something missing in your life, a piece in your heart that’s lost and can never be recovered. Like an ache in your body that you can’t quite place, something lingering on the edge of your mind but always just out of reach.
It’s like stepping into a room, fully prepared to do what you’d been planning to do, only to stop and stare as your mind blanks and you forget what you were even there for.
Aether has always advised you to steer clear of Sumeru. He never elaborates more than an apologetic smile and half-baked excuses, says that the weather there is too humid, you wouldn’t like it, and there’s all sorts of bugs and insects, the kind that’d make your skin crawl at the sight. Liyue has good views and sceneries, why don’t you travel there instead?
So you’ve refrained from going there, even though you don’t quite understand why beyond not wanting to make your friend worry.
But then he came to you, all hesitant eyes and imploring words as he asked you to accompany him to Sumeru to see a friend—and you’re unsure whether you were imagining the way he grimaced at the word friend.
You think you know a little more now, sitting at a table in one of Sumeru’s many restaurants and having to endure Aether’s constant reassurances about how his friend is definitely gonna come, even though it’s been two hours since the designated meeting time and you’ve seen neither hide nor hair of his ‘friend’.
And the way Aether talks about said friend to you, an almost expectant look in his eyes that turns into barely concealed disappointment at your lack of a reaction beyond polite hums and nods of your head—you don’t know what to make of it. He seems so sure you’ll like this friend of his that something suspicious rears its head in you.
“Are you setting me up on some sort of blind date with this friend of yours?”
Aether splutters, quickly coming up with denials that make you even more convinced that this is some sort of date. He startles when you stand up from your seat, having had enough of waiting for this friend of his who didn’t even have the decency to arrive on time.
“I’m leaving,” you say, just as another voice pipes up—
“I half expected you to have run off by now. It’s rather pathetic to…” The voice trails off, sounding like the air has just been knocked from their breath.
You turn around.
The loveliest pair of eyes are the first thing you see, your gaze drifting up to dark indigo strands and further up to the large hat the man before you wears. His face looks carved from porcelain, all fragile angles and delicate features set in a face so angelic, yet so…
Nostalgic.
Something tugs at the back of your head. Fond and tender and something about the slant of his eyes and the set of his lips that makes your heart yearn, like returning to your old childhood bedroom and only just realizing how much you’ve missed it.
Missed him.
“Have…” You lick your lips, feeling uncharacteristically out of depth by the mere presence of a stranger. “Have we met before?”
There’s a moment’s pause, his eyes crinkling at the edges before he turns his head away, bringing a hand up to tug his hat down. And your heart leaps, mind grasping at something to put a place on where you’ve seen such a sight before—but there’s nothing. Nothing to explain the way your breath hitches and chest twist with a strange sort of emotion you can’t name.
“No,” he says after a short length.
You ignore the way your heart wilts in disappointment.
“I… I see,” you respond, not quite sure what to say but feeling something in you begging to fill the silence, urging you to engage him in conversation, smile, talk, laugh—anything.
Anything to hear his voice again.
“For a moment, it just felt like I knew you.” Something in you grimaces at how you delivered it, but it’s overshadowed by the warmth that spreads through your chest when he looks up and meets your expectant gaze with surprised eyes.
He looks hesitant, not outwardly, no, but something about the way he purses his lips and narrows his eyes makes you think he is—though you’re unsure why you’d even think so.
And perhaps it’s that urge in you that makes you say what you’re about to say, clawing in your chest and spreading through your veins to the tips of your fingers like an itch that won’t go away. But you can’t bring yourself to care, not when he’s watching you with unreadable eyes that speak of so much yet so little, your hands twitching with an inexplicable urge to grab his hand, hold his face, wrap your arms around him and never let go.
“Do you want to get to know each other?”
You smile—
And it’s like something in him shifts, looking at you with an emotion you could almost call longing. How strange, how lovely, how very dearly missed.
His lips part, voice sounding like everything you’ve been yearning for and more, “Yes.”
(“Why do you keep asking me questions?”
You grinned, an almost happy note in your voice—though he couldn’t hope to understand the reason for it. “Because I want to get to know you better, Scaramouche.”
“And you think being a pest would make me more amenable to indulging your laughable attempts at small talk?” He crossed his arms.
“If being a pest means I’ll get to hear you speak more, then I’ll be the most annoying insect in the world,” you laughed, letting out a buzzing sound not unlike that of a fly.
He looked at you with unimpressed eyes. “I would’ve had you electrocuted for your insolence.”
“Then why haven’t you?”
His eyes narrowed before he turned away from the sight of your stupidly annoying smile that made his chest feel uncomfortably tight. “I’ll let it slide, just this once.”)
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baeshijima · 1 year
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i said i would share angst, so here i am 🤭
on today’s list *proceeds to check the list* we have scaramouche!!
i did the archon quest and oh god- the lore?? the angst?? dottore?? pierro??? SCARAMOUCHE???
anyways-
!!! spoiler warning to those who haven’t done the archon quest yet !!!
we go along with canon, scara erases himself from time, everyone forgets him, including the fatui. and even you.
ever since scaramouche has joined the fatui as harbinger, you have been his assistant. he didn’t like you, but he saw your competence and so he allowed you to continue to work for him. you did his files, made sure his travels went smoothly and whatever fatui assistants do.
and while you were rather ordinary, a simple snezhnayan woman, serving the tsaritsa and her warriors, you soon became another of the many vision owners in teyvat. why you didn’t know, but you hoped, maybe… maybe now the balladeer would finally notice you?
you didn’t care that he was a puppet, or a harbinger, or someone who hated gods and humans equally. you saw something in him… something special and you have loved him in secret ever since has saved your life. well, more like he has protected you from the doctor, not allowing the other harbinger to experiment on you, telling you it was simply because he needed you as assistant and you couldn’t work if you were occupied with something else.
everyone knew about dottore and his experiments, the balladeer has saved your life, even if he said otherwise. this is how you fell for him, and you have hidden your feelings ever since. and now that you owned a hydro vision, you hoped he would notice you yet your hopes were for naught.
but then scaramouche went to sumeru and left you behind, without looking back and you had to take care of his responsibilities while he went and became a god.
or that was the plan.
because the plan failed and you forgot him. you forgot he existed, everyone forgot him.
and you would never know, living your life as a fatui assistant, a hydro vision owner and with a hole in your heart, that never stopped bleeding.
something was missing in your life, someone was missing and you would never remember the harbinger you loved with your whole heart and soul.
because he has rewritten history, he has rewritten fate, so everyone would forget him, including you.
and there would be no traveler with his silver haired companion to search for you and tell you the truth, there would be no new born wanderer to search for you, and so you died on the battlefield against the gods, sacrificing your life, one of many innocents, in the endless war.
damn, once again this became longer than i intended 😔 have this angst and a nice day 💕💕
also this is not proofread or edited because i wrote this during a lesson 💀
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anne why must u hurt me so
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salsflore · 1 year
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💭 w/ tighnari I'm v v curious :0
ok when tighnari came out i initially did Not like his outfit at all — but i think i’ve grown used to him over time. i like his gameplay, if ever i were to lose 50/50 ( god just not on a yelan or hu tao banner ) then he’d be the guy i want to lose 50/50 to. i like his burst animation and gameplay, though i haven’t tried him out that much yet.
i’ve done his story quest and love the whole pet mechanic creature thing lol it was adorable especially in the archon quest when it was practically looking after him ♡ i especially love seeing fanart of the two together like bro come on??? his jp dub is neat and the only thing i’m not that fond of is his design, really! but i’m getting used to it lol
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skorchinq · 2 years
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Bows Only: The Power of Anemo!
[IDs in alt text]
We last left off having finally ascended past AR 35 (and immediately jumping up to AR 39). With the shop reset coming up, a five star was guaranteed to be soon on standard banner, but the real question was if I could get a 5* on Venti’s banner before it ended...
But first, one more thing I pulled before the month ended:
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Ooh, new weapon! This could be good for Fischl or Collei, lemme just ascend it real quick--
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Oh.
And then, the month of October began, and I went to the shop for my 5 intertwined and acquaint fates.
And in the FIRST SINGLE PULL, on I believe 50-something pity...
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HE CAME HOME!!!
So of course, I instantly stopped pulling. We gotta save those remaining 4 fates for whatever bow character comes next, we’re not going for cons!
(Though, I have to admit, as someone who’s had him C1 for pretty much all the time I’ve had him on my main, I find it a little bit jarring that his charged shots only have one arrow on this account.)
I switched over to the standard banner and, on the FIRST SINGLE PULL I MADE, it turned gold again! Could it be? Is Tighnari coming home?
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HECK
so fun fact Despite still not having Jean on my main and having literally only gotten Qiqi a few days ago as I’m writing this, I have gotten Keqing on my main. Several times. And it was always immediately following a Venti. So, uh... this is kind of ironic.
I spent the last 4 single pulls. Nothing but blues. I ascended Venti and Keqing for 2 more acquaint fates. And, wouldn’t you know it, on the very last one, at a mere 6 pity, we got another 5*, and it was--
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SON OF A GUN
Well. anyways. It’s time to get everyone’s favorite bard up to speed with the rest of the crew!
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Perfection.
By the way, are you all familiar with that one daily commission you can get in Mondstadt where Jilliana asks you to clean a Statue of the Seven, and you need to use anemo to blow the elemental dust away?
And did you know that if you go to the statue after Jilliana asks you too, see the dust, and don’t clean it off, it actually remains there after the day is over and the commission can no longer be done? That the statue is just permanently dirty until you clean it?
Because I learned that the hard way!
For the sake of my sanity, the first task we must do with our newly acquired anemo is clean these statues!
Here’s some before and after photos of Venti’s hard work.
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Great job, Venti!
You know, it’s funny, cause there’s a dialogue option in that commission where the Traveler asks Jilliana why the wind doesn’t just blow the dust off the statue, and she answers that the Anemo Archon already does so much and we can’t ask him to clean his own statues.. and yet. He’s the only one who can.
I’m sorry for taking so long to finally clean these Statues of the Seven, Jilliana.
I’m sorry to Venti, for making you clean your own statues.
But most of all...
...
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I’m sorry, Neko, for taking so long to clean up Asase shrine. Now would you PLEASE UNLOCK MY CO-OP.
(And I’m sorry again to Venti for making you clean the shrine, too. Yes, I know it’s full of cats, but you’re the only one who could do it and it needed to be done!)
You know what I suddenly just remembered. I still haven’t done Kaeya’s story quest. I didn’t do it at first because there’s a part you need cryo for and I didn’t have cryo at the time, but... I’ve had Diona for a while, now. I just kinda forgot about that.
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Although, looking at the story quest tab, the event should probably take precedence, huh? We’ll do Kaeya’s quest another time.
Oh, and now that co-op is unlocked... I can finally enter the teapot!
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Gee, I wonder...
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VENTI!!!! VENTIVENTIVENTIVENTIVENTI!!!!! VENTI IN MY HOUSE!!!!!
(I say as though I do not also keep him in my teapot 24/7 on my main account)
See, the thing about the teapot is that most of the crafting recipes require wood, which I can’t collect with bows...
I do actually have a bit of wood. 5 logs to be specific. 3 were from when I chopped a tree to get sunsettias at the very beginning of the game with Aether, before I even got Amber. I expected it to be the only wood I’d ever have. 
I’m. not sure where the other two came from. They just sort of?? appeared in my inventory?? One I even saw being picked up by my characters... it was while I was fighting some hillichurls in dragonspine for a daily commission, and the in the middle of the fight on the left side of my screen I see “pine wood x1″ and I’m just like. Huh????
I tested some of my characters’ skills on some trees afterwards to see of one of them could actually collect wood, but, no luck. My next best guess is that maybe the shield mitachurl’s attack where it whacks you with its shield can knock wood from trees? But I don’t really know how I’d test that, so...
My point with this all is just that I have no access to wood-- at least, not until I do the Sumeru Archon quest and unlock Sumeru reputation. There’s a gadget you can get as a reputation reward there that can collect wood. But that’s a long way off, since I’ve pretty much been ignoring Archon quests on this account for now. I’ll probably wait at least a couple months more before doing the Sumeru Archon questline on this account, so it’s not so fresh in my memory from doing it on my main.
But, even so, I’m trying to make my teapot look as lovely as possible with the furniture I’m given as gifts/rewards and the blueprints that don’t involve wood!
Anyway! Enough about the teapot. Now that we have anemo, we also have access to Cecilia Garden, AKA the Mondstadt weapon domain. Which means we can finally upgrade that Stringless (which I’ve decided to give to Venti), as well as a few other weapons looking for another ascension.
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Holy crap, foddering 5* weapons gives a ton of exp! Well, that’s convenient! At least the 5* catalyst I got is useful for something, then.
Anyway, look what I got from wishing more on Venti’s banner B)
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New bow!
And I know, I know, I said I wasn’t going to pull on Venti’s banner anymore, but I needed more starglitter, okay? Why, you might be asking? Well, for this, of course!
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Amber’s got a phys dps / shotgun build, so having her C1 makes her much more powerful!
Now that I’ve got what I needed, I’ll stop pulling and start saving for real. Our next priority will be doing some story quests and hangout events, as well as grinding up our characters for the next Adventure Rank ascension, which is coming up quick! Actually, one we reach AR 45, we unlock the highest level of artifact domains... it’s a good thing our co-op isn’t locked anymore, it means we can easily farm some artifacts for our characters!
What would you all recommend farming for? Mainly asking for our current characters, but if you have suggestions for bow characters we haven’t gotten yet I’d love to hear that as well!
And remember, character details are on in the character showcase, so feel free to take a look at all my chars’ builds!
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lunargrapejuice · 1 year
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hi my love!!! I just saw your recent post hehe and wanted to say hi~ I know I don’t really stop by that much but I really do enjoy binge reading and catching up on your fics whenever I get the chance! Sigh I still remember the first time I read one of your diluc angsts.... the raw hurt made my heart clench so badly in the best way!!! To me, angst that physically hurts is what makes it top tier and the best!!! anywayyyy I haven’t started the sumeru archon quests yet, are you enjoying them? I really want to do tighnaris story quest but I’ve been farming primos for xiaos ‘supposed’ rerun..... he will be mine but I might have to spare a few wishes for yae and childe and scara..... I havent decided yet sigh.... are you going to wish on any of the upcoming banners? I really want to wish on this banner but only for noelle bc id love more constellations for her but I promised myself I’d stay strong for miss miko </3 anywayyyy I hope you’re doing well!! Also, kaeya angst is always appreciated and I will wait until forever for it!! Muah -hurt/comforts#1fan
HI SWEETIE!💖 it’s so good to hear from you 🥺 no worries about not stopping by that much, i totally get it but i hope you know i love when you do 🥰 im sorry i haven’t had much to catch up as of late😫 im hoping to fix that real soon. YOU ARE THE SWEETEST💖 i live for angsty fics that make my heart physically hurt but to hear my writing also does that too ??? ahhh i could cry 😭 i am liking the quests! i haven’t done many except the archon quest & even then im so behind haha im loving all the al haitham & his tits screen time though 😍hopefully they do rerun for xiao soon so he can come home! he’s one of my fav characters to play & please he is just so cute i wanna kiss his angsty face. ive been thinking about wishing for yae too because i don’t really have any electro characters i really play with but i haven’t decided if i should or if i should just save up for al haitham 😫 DECISIONS, DECISIONS & THEY ARE SO HARD TO MAKE. im dying for lyla though so no matter what banner she’s on i’ll wish a little & try to get her heh. YES STAY STRONG FOR MISS MIKO, I BELIEVE IN YOU. it’s so hard & the urge to wish is heavy lol but just think of miko *summons sexy fox lady thoughts*. ive been doing okay! it’s been a bit of a tough week for me but im stay positive & looking forward to some better days 🥰 i hope you’re well love & have a great weekend🥺💖 OH DO YOU HAVE ANY ANGST IN MIND because i am always down for it heh. i still have to do his sleeping on the couch fic & ive been working on an angsty smut for him & diluc too heh👀
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hiii evie
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badumtsshhhh music asks
i’ll probably like send it in dms so we can easily look at it without having to scroll back to this ask. basically (in case you dunno how to play) i choose a number and you answer it w a song !! yaya am very excited
my fav food is probably noodles/ donuts. i guess it changes depending on my mood ngl but i really really love noodles + NO I HAVENT SEEN THE TRAILER 💀 IM STILL WORKING ON LEVELING MY SAYU 💀💀 LEMME WATCH IT
i’m pretty okay these days, dead with work. i haven’t been as active on tumblr because of that so i’m slowly dying whkdhd. wbu?
YESSS SEND SOME NUMBERS FOR THE MUSIC ASK IN!!! for you to answer, i'll pick 24, 29 and 14!
i love donuts too (especially with chocolate icing) + have you seen the 3.1 trailer yet?? 😭😭😭 im so excited for the next archon quest (we're getting two acts in the next update!!) but im a bit worried i wont have much time to finish them.
yepp i've also been dead from tumblr for similar reasons,,,not that i'm particularly mad (i need a break from social media because burnout is so real) but i haven't really done much on here
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