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solitary-traveler · 7 months ago
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Ascent to Oblivion part 1 - airborne embrace
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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?
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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.
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Taglist for part 2 is open btw!
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dimpyberry · 11 months ago
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I finished a Sampo wip from a couple months ago finally yahoooooo
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k-chips · 1 year ago
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I swear to God, if GUOBA gets a full lore explanation and Changsheng doesn't I'm gonna riot. You want to tell me a goofy red bear plushie can have a backstory with a cool lore while a snake that literally gives you immortality but also deadly damages your health and make contracts with humans, can't??
Bro. I don't want to believe we won't get ANYTHING from the 4.4 Liyue update.
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carmendeiact2whenplz · 9 months ago
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i need to study decarabian under a microscope i need to study decarabian under a microscope i need to study decarabian under a microscope i need to study decarabian under a microscope i need to study decarabian under a microscope i need to study decarabian under a microscope i need to study decarabian under a microscope i need to study decarabian under a microscope i need
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starstruckbaby · 3 months ago
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me when the mexican and african coded characters are made into a pasty pale person instead of actually having the physical appearance of the ethnicity and culture they represent.
As a mexican i am so tired of our only rep being... latino fetishization and stereotypes.
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cyle-stuff · 2 years ago
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Well, well, well, look who’s finally out of the basement
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Congrats Baizhu for finally getting out of Hoyoverse basement
And if Kaveh doesn’t beat the shit out of people with his briefcase I will be severely disappointed
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wqxianvents · 1 year ago
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YALL YALL YALAYAAYAKEHEORJTOTHGIJDSOS
the SC REAM I JUST LET OUT LEAVE ME ALONE DONT TOUCH ME *lays on floor sobbing*
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lmao-ooooooo · 2 years ago
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THIS IS SO ANNOYING
WHY IS DAN HENG SO HOT??
LIKE
A KAZUHA KIND OF HOT
WITH THE CALM ALOOFNESS
I SAW THAT MANS FACE CLOSE TO THE SCREEN OF MY DEVICE, ABOUT TO KISS THE MC AND I NEARLY FORGOT TO BREATH
KAFKA ALREADY HAD ME WHIMERING WITH ALL HER UNNECESSARY MOMMY-NESS
THEN DAN HENG HAD TO APPEAR???
WHY IS HOYOVERSE TRYING TO KILL ME????
THE MERE MENTION OF THESE PEOPLE IS ENOUGH TO MURDER ME
FIRST KAVEH
THEN KAFKA
NOW DAN HENG???
WHATS NEXT? MALE GANYU? (i saw fanart and nearly died)
FEMALE KAZUHA (i had a dream and nearly cried when i woke up)
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eowinthetraveler · 2 years ago
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Desperately hoping that eventually we'll get an Enkanomiya themed teapot world, with actual furnishings for it, not just plants.
Cuz like?????? It's so pretty????
And aside from that one quest in Watatsumi, there hasn't really been anything done with Enkanomiya. And I definitely hope that changes.
Because it would help make some of the prettiest teapot designs tbh, and I haven't seen anyone ask for it. Like c'mon, we gotta step up our game.
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Because look at these and tell me it wouldn't make incredible teapot designs
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twirlingmanderins · 1 year ago
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can’t wait for fontaine after seeing all the lyney leaks, his burst is insane.
and also, his sister—and i’ll still have welkin when it’s out, crazy
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battleonthebigbridge · 1 year ago
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One day we'll get the event where Thoma goes back to visit Mondstadt. One day. And when that day comes I will ascend to the highest heavens at finally being rewarded for my efforts.
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solitary-traveler · 6 months ago
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Ascent to Oblivion part 2 - echoes of regret
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He wanted you to awaken, yet he’s not sure why. Maybe he wanted answers. A reasonable explanation for your absurd actions.
Notes: Ahhhhh, I'm finally free again! I'm so sorry for not posting for a while, I was busy. Anyways, thank you so much for being patient with me. Part 2 is finally outttt. Also, tried a new writing style? I decided to go for less editing on this one, I want to see if it's better in terms of writing emotions. Thank you for 100 followers btw. You guys are the best <33
Warning: reader is not traveler btw, scara's pov after the battle, slight angst?
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Peace was a luxury that Scaramouche could never afford.
How could he, when the treachery was etched in the steps of his past ?
Yet the solitude that submerged the city of Sumeru leaves a bitter taste resting on his tongue. He settled beside a statue of the Greater Lord Rukkhadevata, overlooking the city she once presided over. The region he was supposed to subjugate and bend to his will. 
For once, he’ll be the one exercising control, toying with the strings of his very own marionette play. He’ll devote himself to the role of the puppeteer, finding delight in engineering the people to act according to his words and his words alone. To constrain them to kneel and beg for mercy, manipulating their resolve for his own amusement. 
But alas, it was not meant to be. For he had been defeated by a pesky Traveler and their idiotic companions. 
Scaramouche’s face soured. 
What a disgrace.
His sharp eyes remained its scornful glare at the city. He can not stand staring at the tranquility he yearned to have. The gentle winds that rushed his way seemed to mock him further . It left a lingering caress on his cheek, offering a taste of what he’d been missing for 500 years. He scowls, the hatred evident in his features. A flurry of fallen leaves soon crashed in his direction, dancing away as it avoided him to catch up with the gust of air. One such leaf had landed on your face though, as you lay asleep beside him. He had almost forgotten he brought you here on a whim, despite the Lesser Lord Kusanali’s warnings. 
Their conversation was still fresh in his mind. Having visited you a few times everyday, the Dendro Archon’s attention was caught. She harbored a small smile on her tiny face, her voice warm as usual.
“You don’t have to come here everyday you know?”
He recalls sighing in reply, “I know.”
“But I have to”
Have to, huh?
His answer never really made sense, even to him. He doesn't know why he possessed such a strong obligation to see you. Maybe it had something to do with the turmoil of emotions he was experiencing, raging in his non-existent heart and influencing his thoughts. He wanted you to awaken, yet he’s not sure why.
Maybe he wanted answers. A reasonable explanation for your absurd actions.
Scara still remembers that day. Every single detail. He can’t forget how your body pressed against his, the metallic red a cool contrast to his overheating skin. The way your arms encompassed around him, squeezing him tightly like you were terrified he’d vanish without a trace. He recounts the smash of the debris falling on you, a consequence you suffered for attempting to shield him from danger. 
A stupid move, really. 
He was a puppet, a mere rubble like that was not a threat to his utility. Yet you , with all your mortal characteristics, decided to play hero and shelter him from it. Now look where that got you.
Asleep . 
For two whole weeks. 
Why even bother doing something like that? He wasn’t someone you’d want to save. He had hurt you prior to his fall, yet with no hesitation, you jumped to catch him. 
…You dumbass.
What’s so special about him anyways?
He was nothing more than a discarded puppet, a vessel that was tossed away. A broken doll who's shattered pieces had crumbled to dust, leaving behind a shell of who he once was. 
What part of him was worthy of your adoration? To the point where you disregard your safety just to come to his rescue?
He was insignificant.  A failure . A worthless scrap of metal.
The despairing sobs he vocalized that day served as a reminder that his existence was a mistake. He plummeted to a time in the past when a shed tear sealed his fate to be discarded. He expected you to do the same. 
Yet you didn't .
You didn't abdicate him. You didn't push him away. You simply emboldened your hold and refused to let go. Your touch brought such fervor ardor he had never felt before, a fleeting emotion that loiters within his senses despite the passage of time. Your touch provided him the solace he'd been searching for. But did he even deserve that comfort? 
He eyes your complexion, and his chest burns. What a cruel play by fate, charming the wires of affection out of his grasp and awarding it to you like a trophy.
If only you didn't catch him, then he wouldn't be this troubled.
If only you let him fall.
If only you never cared.
The burn starts to grow, the searing sting tormenting the foundation of his being. His stomach lurches, oh how badly he wants to throw up. Maybe he'll end up vomiting all these useless feelings too.
He wills to change the past, for a preferable outcome in the future. If he never existed, this dilemma would cease to exist. He wouldn’t have to suffer, and you would go on your merry way. Like a parallel line, your paths would never be bound to meet. Maybe then, you wouldn’t be asleep in the first place. Maybe you’d be out there somewhere, roaming Teyvat with the Traveler without the hindrance of his presence.
His existence bordered between pain and fury anyway, and he knew more than anyone how it was certainly a life not worth prevailing. 
With a sigh, Scara narrowed those eyes of his in your direction. How dare you look so peaceful when he's over here, drenched in a scorching passion of self-hatred? The audacity to just remain there, with your pretty eyes closed, and not bother doing anything about it. He huffs, ready to hurl more insults at you. Maybe you’ll wake up from it, returning his jabs as you shoot him a dirty look. And yet… 
“Sorry…”
Something entirely different tumbled out of his mouth. He blinks, barely registering the phrases ripped from his throat. Did he just-
“...I’m sorry”
Why was he apologizing? What was there to apologize for? He wanted to slander you for your interference in his life, not to beg for forgiveness.
A drop of water descends onto your cheek. Huh?
Was it starting to rain?
“...You idiot”
He stops. Has he always sounded like that? Strained… and distressed? 
And why was his vision blurring?
“Please…”
The pang of discomfort bites him without a warning, and it hurts. It hurts so bad. His trembling hands reach out to you. He wants to nuzzle against your arms again, to have you drown out his sorrows in an act of intimacy he’s been longing for.
“Please wake up already”
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@lxkeeeee, @l4r1n3, @cicil-nema, @alaynac101-blog, @beomtorii2,
@strawbeewie,
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@itzshizuyaxd, @swivi
Taglist for (possible) part 3??
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justmailuck789 · 1 year ago
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Everyday I wake up Honkai Star Rail-less and seeing the Dan Heng dragon appearance in social media from users I follow all the time.
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that-bajan-kid · 2 years ago
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50/50 at 10 pity on a single wish... WHERE WAS THIS LUCK WHEN I PULLED FOR YOU THE FIRST TIME????? I WASN'T EVEN TRYING TO GET HIM I WANTED FARUZAN :(
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spoopyium · 10 months ago
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I don't know why but when he said he sampled the water of Qiaoying Village I just imagined him lapping it up on all fours when no one was looking so I doodled this up 💀💀
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arsonistman · 1 year ago
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If I don’t get Argenti I will cry
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