#ℒ ╱ ˑ༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ ༺♥༻ ₘᵤₛₑ~ signora. ◜ ᵍᵉⁿˢʰᶦⁿ ᶦᵐᵖᵃᶜᵗ ◞ ♛

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In this essay I will explain why Rosalyne and Diluc are so similar in their past experiences and stories and the injustice thrown at them by those they trusted, losing someone they held so dear, going on a rampage and slowly losing themselves for a bit, feeling abandoned by the gods, using powers that harmed them / using powers not given to them by visions- 

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Since I’ve been Signora vibing I want to add a verse where she survives but her delusion is shattered so she’s rotting away, && the traveler’s purifying capabilities seem to keep it at bay and she *surprise pikachu face* && this is how Signora, now harbouring more of her former Rosalyne self, ends up being a travel companion. Begrudgingly, but also very desperately, wanting to cling onto that security. ‘I don’t need your help-’ The traveler turns to leave && she just desperately yells for them not to go because she’s so stubborn but terrified, and very much still in shock, and I am about this for her. 

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┊ ┊⋆ ┊ . 𝒥𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 ◞ 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 .   ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ @anemchy​ ⤸       ‘  i  only  said  it  because  i  know  what  it’s  like  to  feel  burned  out !  ’ signora :)) fatui verse :))           ᴏᴋᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ / ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇ .

What complete NONSENSE. How she so openly scoffs at the woman’s words, amusement drenched in distain; burnt out? 

                                      The poor little dear couldn’t possible begin to understand the meaning. 

Ah, more insultingly, however, was the very notion. She was a Harbinger, her royal’s most dignified and attentive follower, and she was not so pathetic to ever get overwhelmed from her duties. 

Wicked ENTERTAINMENT so often present in her responses, immediately cuts dry. Emotion turning cold ━━━━ a telling of the true face behind the coy smirks, && pretty words.  ❝  Learn to hold your tongue.  ❞  Her touch his harsh, unpleasantly freezing at the very tips of her fingers; Signora takes hold of her chin, tilting her focus upward to stare within her own ICY cold gaze.  

       ❝  And know better then to dare insult those above you. Else you will end up regretting it. Are we clear?  ❞

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If someone is SWEET with Signora she might actually cry. Unfortunately, she also doesn’t allow just anyone to witness her being soft, so she also avoids this like the plague, && in turn, nothing is ever soft and sweet. The rare people?? Rostam. Her Majesty, 100%, && maybe even some of the other Harbingers; more so the 1st Harbinger, because of her personal encounters, && she very much belittles those under her ( by babying them; mostly; because that’s her way of being a dick is to be super condescending; doesn’t matter if you’re 20 or 500 she’ll do this to all ) 

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┊ ┊⋆ ┊ . 𝒥𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 ◞ 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 .   ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ @foxpriestss​ ⤸      [ SCRATCH ] ― my muse scratches their nails down your muses’ back. reverse signora c:           ᴏᴋᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ / ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇ .

It’s not PAIN which causes the lady to hiss; annoyance, && clear aggravation, as the fingers interlocked within a pink ( WONDERLAND ) tighten, with a sharp tug she forces the maiden’s head to pull back. Neck so easily exposed to her. 

                  Naughty, NAUGHTY girl. 

❝    Keep those claws of yours in check.    ❞   Her voice is but a whisper, lips hovering upon Miko’s neck; but she doesn’t kiss - when does she ever KISS. Beg for it deary. She almost dares you.    ❝    At this point, I think you’re just a glutton for punishment. Mm? Is that why you want to provoke a reaction from me?    ❞

         She sits up straight, still settled upon Miko’s lap; pinning her within firm thighs, hand sliding up the woman’s body. Such a gentle caress, && still what a COLD touch. Ah. Not that her dearest shrine maiden seemed to mind. Oh no. Not one bit. 

               ❝    Haha ... perhaps if I simply ... stop.    ❞    Both hands retreat, amusement sparking lips to curl upwards, && brows to furrow in malicious victory. Perfect.    ❝    Giving you what you want is to humour your actions. Oh~ but, if you really want it, you can always beg me. Maybe then I might reconsider.    ❞

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    ❝  Simply say the WORD && I’ll freeze over the entire land for you.  ❞                                                                         ℒ  .  @lentlilly​

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  @bitbrumal​​    ⋮⋮    starter   call   ⤸   accepting ♡  

MONDSTADT brought back such creeping nostalgia / of memories more so a dream now then ever a reality to The Fair Lady  ( Rosalyne-Kruzchka Lohefalter, however- )  && it left a sickening taste in her mouth. Oh how she relishes in the accomplishment of her mission. To put that pathetic excuse for a God in his place. 

      But it’s like fire in her veins, threatening to submerge her again. Again? 

Her return is not voiced by gloating, nor the smug satisfaction of her success. It’s silent, and COLD, and one wrong look is enough for her to snap. It’s those memories that weren’t hers, but were - of that man’s silhouette that has her heart yearning, and pounding, and ACHING to a point it may burst. It’s a pain she longs to forget. Ones that should be submerged deep within her subconscious; she never remembers his face, or his voice - but since Mondstadt, that fact had begun to disturb her. 

There’s only one she wishes to see right now. Her footsteps upon approaching lack a usual finesse, and her head is bowed; she’s tired, and the numbness that was her being no longer felt clean, or pure ... ugh, she could smell burning flesh. It made her sick. 

Signora kneels by Her Majesty’s feet - god, she feels so weak, and vulnerable; but she can see her like this. There was only one she’d ever allow to see her like this.

❝  An infested city - filled with nothing but vermin.  ❞  And yet, it was once home. It  disgusted her. Dreadful. Why was she remembering all this again? Signora reaches up, and takes hold of her Queen’s hand. Gentle as ever in her actions towards Khioniya, she puts the hand to her face, && sighs.  ❝  I feel dirty.  ❞ 

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                            .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.  .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.  .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.  

┊ ┊⋆ ┊ . 𝒥𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 ◞ 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 .   ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ @foxpriestss​​​ ⤸       [ GRIND ] ― your muse teasingly grinds against my muse. signora c:

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❝  Is this meant to arouse me⁇ Spark a desire⁇ Aren’t you playing a bit close. Has your Archon really left you in such pitiful state.  ❞  Venomous words so sweetly voiced, COO’D, as fingers dig into the fox’s hips, and pulls her in closer with a harsh tug. The other straddles her leg, && now she can squeeze her thighs and trap Miko in one spot; pesky girl. 

AROUSAL escapes her completely; her body lacks such feeble desires, but her memories of a once human need keeps the woman amused, entertaining the idea of intimacy; if only to settle a boredom within. For what disgusting RAT could ever cause Signora to lust. Still, Miko served a beautiful, intoxicating purpose of her own; && if Signora could feel anything behind her frozen shell, perhaps ━━━━ at the very least, she may border on the tips of desire.

Fingers gentle play with the corners of Miko’s underwear, nails digging into the fabric with her own teasing hum.  ❝  So sad~ If you BEG, I might just release you from this frustration. Go on now, I want to hear you plead for it. Only then will I entertain the idea; && you really don’t want to miss this opportunity.  ❞

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    ❝  Isn’t this a pleasant surprise, && here I figured we’d already PERFORMED our final act.  ❞                                                                        ℒ  .  @reapersofknowledge​

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┊ ┊⋆ ┊ . 𝒥𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 ◞ 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 .  ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ @wishpact​ ⤸     ‘  enough’s  enough ,  we’re  done .  ’ rii to signora

❝   Why, your words are so amusing I could laugh; such a loud BARK, coming from such a rat of a person.   ❞   Venom kept sweet under the guise of a laugh; mocking, ever so superior, especially in the face of a thieving little brat. If anger dared to rise, it’s kept firmly under wraps; but oh how her blood could boil. Disobedient wretch. Had she dared be under her rank at the time, Signora would have KILLED them before they became more trouble then they was worth. Still, what an interesting, and sad, title this one now held.   ❝   Now keep your mouth shut; be grateful, I haven’t come to sully my hands. Isn’t that lucky. It means you can walk away with your life, if you behave.   ❞   

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❝   Be a good little fox && do run along. Or does the ALMIGHTY Shogun’s familiar always behave in such a lowly manner⁇ I am here on behalf of her Majesty, the Tsaritsa ━━━━ to dare speak to me in such a way; I don’t know whether to find it disgraceful, or as proof that you truly believe you are untouchable.   ❞           @foxpriestss​ .

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┊ ┊⋆ ┊ . 𝒥𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 ◞ 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 . ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ @divitaclara ⤸ ❝  so much to do today: kill memory, kill pain, turn heart into a stone, and yet prepare to live again.  ❞ [ To La Signora! Take your time ^^ ]

❝ Haha, you seem to be having fun, Childe. ❞ Oh. So very busy, was he now?? Amusement, born aside exasperation for the younger man, causes interest to peak, and a deadly smile to grace her painted lips. Opinions and characteristics aside, he did well not to tread on her toes; he dare not, for their ranks surely set them apart in such manner. It's why she can smile (smirk) up towards him, a gloved hand rising to her chin, but never does her try to hide her wicked smile.

❝ Try not to make a mess in the process. A heart is so easily turned to stone, but maintaining it takes quite a feat, so I've heard. Mmm, then again, you are always up for a challenge. ❞ Her laughter is not sweet; there is no kindness, no warmth, only a hollow, empty sound, echoing coldly through the chilling halls. Though really she meant no harm. Kill a memory here, kill a pain there; how familiar. ❝ Do be quick about it now. There is still plenty left to attend to. ❞

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┊ ┊⋆ ┊ . 𝒥𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 ◞ 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 . ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ @lentlilly ⤸ ❝  there’s something soft in me. i killed it and it’s rotting.  ❞ tsaritsa @ signora. I like them a normal amount

❝ ... ❞ Rotting softness; snuffed out by burning flames. La Signora knows the feeling far too well. But her heart remains encased; emotions dare not burn so brightly. The delusion by her side echoes this ache, glowing, flickering, as something within wishes to, yearns to, reveal itself; a longing of sympathy and pain to be felt with passion for Her Majesty. So little do these emotions rise, but she understands them; keeps them tightly under wraps less the essence of the flame witches scorn threatens to escape.

❝ You are kind, and true; in everyway you are a God. ❞ And she means it. Oh, she means it with every fibre left of her being. Hands dare to reach forward, affectionate to cup Her Majesty's face, and lean close. This was her dearest bond, the only one she could have within the shackles of her former self. ❝ And to those who forced your cold wrath, they'll rot plenty more. Allow me to ease this pain, as you had done for me. ❞