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starfirexuchiha · 1 year ago
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Part 2 of my kazuscara moments in Windtrace!
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This was when I was Scara as a Hunter and a Rebel Kazuha stole my Favor and began to tease me afterwards by putting fake props in front of me. 😭
I got a new drawing tablet recently so this is the very first time I drew a comic like this with a pen!
Also I recall hearing Zhongli's "Osmanthus wine" quote when time was almost up. The humiliation that my Scara went through 🫠 Here's the clip showing how Kazuha stole the Favor. 😂
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archwer · 2 years ago
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highschool modern kazuscara headcanon
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kazuha is the greatest swiftie in town, while scaramouche is simply pretty fed up of the blonde lad's stories about taylor swift and her songs.
one fine day, scara enters the classroom in a bad mood. however, the rage he already has began to further get strong with the loud music his classmates were blasting on. to him, it was a good thing. and a smirk was plastered over his face. a new rage song, huh. he thought.
he discreetly tried asking heizou, the only still-sane person in the room in his mind, about what is the title of that, "THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS, DARLINGGG." song. although, scara was unfortunate enough to impulsively sang it due to both excitement and curiosity.
"well, well. you just mentioned the title, scara." a familiar figure chuckled as scara turned to look at who just spoke.
scara gave him a disgusted look, "why not focus on your taylor shift boring agenda instead, kaedehara?"
"well, i am focusing on it, kunikuzushi."
it took a few seconds for scara to finally realize the situation he has put himself into. in embarrassment, he found himself running away from their classroom up to the rooftop. the moment he calmed down, he tried searching for that song and to confirm if it is indeed one of those kazuha's favorite artist's.
"this is why we can have nice things... by taylor swift." he didn't know what to feel. but he surely cannot hide the fact that album's title, reputation, fits into his liking.
since then, there was not a day that kazuha didn't bug him to talk about taylor. at the same time, there was not a day that scara wasn't curious enough to that specific album. he secretly started listening to all the reputation tracks; thinking that it was entirely about rage, karma, and revenge—things that he personally like—only to find himself wrong.
"oh, damn, never seen that color blue."
"just think of the fun things we could do." kazuha sang along to the music. right now, the two are sharing earphones at the rooftop. ever since that day of their first direct encounter, scara has found comfort on the said place. the cold breeze of the wind and the soothing silence around, what more could he ask for? although, today, he promised kazuha for a-reason-that-he-also-doesn't-know-why-he-did-it that he will listen to the latter's stories if he would let him study first. bored enough, kazuha asked to share earphones. kazuha have always merely saw scara's loud and filled with anger image and this is the first time he actually saw the latter's other and rather rare side. today, he looks peaceful.
"...'cause i like you."
kazuha was busy enough trying to read scara's notes too. "you know what, that's my favorite part."
"oh? ...me too." kazuha felt uneasiness with that tone of voice, and his eyes only grew larger in surprise upon raising his head up and seeing the look that scara's giving him.
"this ain't for the best. my reputation's never been worse so... you must like me for me." scara uttered the words as if not to sing, but to rather tell it to the blonde lad.
"w-what?! i'm the one liking you? ... oh, come on! might be the cases, yes... but why would i admit that." kazuha rolled his eyes, of course only whispering the middle part in an indistinct voice.
"so what? as if i don't like you, too." scara chuckled. he has great courage today, might as well make the best out of it.
similarly to his favorite ts album, he found love in the midst of the loudness of rage he grew accustomed to. scara realized that love takes many forms, too. that sometimes it's the silence between two people understanding each other. and sometimes, it's usually found in the most unexpected moments at the most unexpected people. love is not burning red, but rather delicate.
[ art credits via twt ] newelhome, rourouki
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zuvistus · 3 years ago
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dancing in the moonlight
SMTH I WROTE BASED OFF A PROMPT!! aaaa, the kazuscara brainrot is real !! SPOILERS FOR SCARAMOUCHE’S REAL NAME !! ┈┈┈┈┈┈ ✦ ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ Bliss.
The feeling of everlasting joy sunk into him. The glowing flowers lowly illuminating the surrounding area; Moon shinning brightly upon Kazuha’s slim figure, making him seem much more elegant to what Kunikuzushi Scaramouche had originally expected. Their bodies swayed ever so gently as Kunikuzushi Scaramouche tried (but failed profusely) to cover up his growing blush from being seen by the samurai in front of him. Kazuha smiled softly towards him, obviously enjoying the flustered reaction from the shorter male. His ruby eyes glimmered in the light, holding him lightly but carefully enough that he wouldn’t be able to simply slip away or fall; almost as if he would disappear the moment Kazuha let go. Kazuha twirled him around, giggling. Bringing him back in, their bodies pressed against each other. “Kuni,” ah. There it was. The name that he usually would’ve despised. But this time, it was Kazuha saying it. Kazuha. Kazuha. Kazuha, the only human that he would probably be able to tolerate without wanting to yell at. Kunikuzushi, or rather Kuni (as Kazuha calls him), treasured him. He adored and very much loved him dearly. He only hummed in reply, too busy taking in his partner’s beauty. Their faces hung low, foreheads touching, as Kuni cupped his face with a stray hand; caressing his cheek gently before pulling him in for a soft kiss. They were both painfully aware that as soon as they parted ways, they would be forced to be seen and recognised as enemies. The oh so powerful Balladeer could never be seen with a loved one, that would just end up with them possibly getting hurt and of course, that was the last thing Scaramouche wanted to happen. But for now, they would dance underneath the moonlight, faces dusted pink and lips curved upwards. Swooshing of water from the river behind them, allowing them to have some form of background noise to ease the silence. Not that they really needed it though; their company would always be comforting to each other.
Oh how he had wished it could go on forever, but alas, fate isn’t always kind and they both had their respective duties to tend to. my loves *sobs*
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