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cor-lapis · 1 year
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The Akademiya was defeated using a power they could never hope to attain- a group project where everyone pulled their weight.
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Redesigns under readmore!
Al-Haitham: peonycats (tumblr)
Nilou: osteichthyens (tumblr)
Tighnari: peonycats (tumblr)
Dehya: oayr21 (twitter)
Nahida: fates-chosen-mess (tumblr)
Kaveh: My design, WIP
Masterpost with more redesigns
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kaedehara--kazuha · 1 year
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Kazuha: May I have a moment alone with him?
Nahida: Of course
Kazuha: Thank you
[Nahida leaves]
Kazuha: Listen you faker I know you're not really in a coma
Scaramouche, opening his eyes: Yeah no shit -
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anxiefics · 1 year
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YOU ASKED FOR PLOT SO HEAR ME OUT!!
if you haven’t watched the new cutscene for scara’s boss: https://youtu.be/1l9FktKnBAU
NOW BASED ON THIS^
reader manages to catch scara in time before he hits the ground and escapes carrying him bridal style (make them stronger than him just bc😁); reader ends up taking care of him (patching up his scars (let’s pretend he has flesh) washing his hair and stuff) but he has that blank stare until we put him in bed and end up hugging him nd thats the moment he violently brakes down like full on meltdown👍
this man deserves so much better😕
: ̗̀➛ ft. scaramouche
: ̗̀➛ warnings: injuries, angst (reverse hurt/comfort), 3.2 archon quest spoilers (also written before i played through it)
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one step. two. his arm reached out for the heart he craved, the heart he needed, the heart he—
kusanali held the gnosis in her little hand, a determined yet soft look on her face, a silent apology. for what exactly? scaramouche couldn't tell. for ruining his revenge? for taking the one thing that made him feel alive? that made him feel like he had a purpose? or was it on behalf of all the miseries that he endured, the many 'betrayals' he went through?
wind shrieked in his ears, as he was falling, falling fast. he wanted to cry out, to grab hold of something, anything, whether that be a helping hand, or the hem of his mother's kimono. hell, he'd even take one of the many parts of the shouki no kami to stop his fall. instead he was motionless, like a limp doll broken beyond repair. and really, was that such an implausible description of him? he let himself fall, fall fast, and closed his eyes.
"scaramouche!"
you pushed your way past aether, who did nothing but stand there and gawk as you ran to catch him. for someone who was hailed a hero, you'd think that he would do something. but alas, it seemed like you were the only one who cared, just a little, about the indigo-haired man. for good reason too— he did cause unspeakable amounts of damage across multiple regions, not to mention he was just about to murder them. yet something told you he was hurting inside, and the pained look on his face when kusanali extracted the gnosis gave you enough confirmation you needed. it made a part of you want to forgive him of all the crimes he committed, though you waved it off as an irrational thought.
⋆ ★
he felt strong arms grab hold of him, instead of the cold touch of the cracked floor. his eyes flickered open, catching a glimpse of your concerned face, before succumbing to the haven in the back of his mind.
⋆ ★
"i trust you can handle this mess yourselves." you gave them a nod, before running out with scaramouche still in your hands. they had no time to answer as you were already out and on the way to your house.
why? you asked yourself. why were you helping him? perhaps it was because of your 'weak' heart, empathizing with those in need, regardless of their questionable morals. but no, you didn't think that was the case. though you pitied the treasure hoarders you fought, as they were only trying to make a living, it wasn't the same. you felt drawn to him, to his marionette self trying to break free of the electro archon's strings. maybe he reminded you of yourself. of the anemo vision tied securely at your hip, a symbol of freedom.
by the time your musing was over, you were already at the door of your humble abode on the outskirts of sumeru city. you laid scaramouche down on your plush couch, as he blinked awake. his eyes were empty, holding no hatred nor sorrow— the blank slate he wanted to achieve. a perfect puppet, to be used for the safekeeping of his mother, no, creator's gnosis. yet, after all that talk about "scrubbing away every last bit of human emotion," he still failed. he still had the gnosis stripped of him, taken away by the god he was supposed to overtake. he still was the imperfect prototype, abandoned and left to rot.
he let you tend to his injuries, dried blood (was that his or someone else's?) washed away by the soothing touch of water. he let you bandage them gently so that they sat comfortably against his porcelain skin. he let you rinse the specks of dirt out of his hair, drying it until it was all ruffled and soft. he let you give him light, cotton clothes to change into (you were too shy to dress him yourself, not that he would've minded otherwise.)
scaramouche sat back down on the sofa, long, white robes adorning his small figure. he stared blankly into space, focusing on you when you came into view. the both of you blinked at each other for a few seconds, being the socially awkward pair you are. you decided to walk up to him slowly, a tiny smile on your face. your arms enveloped him tenderly, a touch he hadn't felt in centuries. his arms were limp at his sides, before wrapping them around your shoulders. one second. two. the empty shell he once was faded, replaced with bitter tears hidden by rage for who knows how long.
his cries came in heaving sobs that racked his entire body. scaramouche's hushed sniffles and soft breaths echoed through the room. lithe fingers grabbed your back tightly, holding on to you for dear life. a silent plea begging, please don't leave me. you squeezed back. i would never. no words had to be said, the both of your actions spoke far louder than they ever could. he left your shoulder damp, but you didn't care. you offered all that you could, in hopes of lessening the agony of his afflicted mind. you rubbed his back softly, mindlessly tracing circles and swirls to soothe him.
as his tears dried, and as you slowly let go of each other, the close proximity you two shared began to seep into your minds. you jumped back in surprise, and he ducked his head down to hide the growing blush on his face.
"i.. thank you," he mumbled.
you looked up at him in shock, because did the scaramouche just say thank you? is this his character development arc? nevermind that.
you smiled. "anytime."
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a/n: at first i was avoiding spoilers but i already saw a part of it from a tiktok so i went "fuck it" and watched the whole thing (curiosity got the best of me lmao) also i made kusanali more forgiving here because i feel like she had smth to do with scara's change (i haven't played through the archon quest yet so idk if its said there) that being said i am avoiding the rest of the 3.2 spoilers like crazy now lmao
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c6scaramouche · 1 year
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"Please... anything but the Gnosis!"
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wangsheungs · 1 year
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c6jpg · 1 year
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“Hmm, how much do I want...? Hey, how about paying me with a smile, whaddya say?”
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xiiparts · 1 year
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[PRE-3.0]
All in the palm of his hands.
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sweet-honey-fruit · 1 year
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3.2 Spoilers
Guys. Guys. I. Full heartedly. 100%. Think that all of his clones are still alive. How do they just magically drop dead like that?? How do we know they weren't faking it? How would the clone talking to Nahida even have the authority to do something like that? I don't buy it. For all we know they're all just cooped up in Prime Dottore's house being lectured to stay inside and to not touch anything.
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genshinimpactful · 1 year
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In Angel's Share, post-Scaramouche joining our party
Scaramouche: I'm ex-Fatui. You're welcome to ask me any questions.
Kaeya: What did I have for breakfast today?
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sleepylawr · 1 year
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Raise your hand if you were expecting an explanation about this- which of course we didn’t get
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suenden-hund · 1 year
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His heart taken once again
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cor-lapis · 1 year
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Completed the archon quest! It was a neat wrap up, plus some of the ending lore was fun, and I thought the execution was pretty good (I liked how everyone helped out this time like a proper team, and you got to see what each person was actually doing)
Currently stewing my thoughts, hopefully expect some sketches either today or tomorrow 6.6
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anxiefics · 1 year
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Spoilers for the new Archon quest!
If your requests are open, can you possibly do a Scaramouche x reader where the reader somehow snatches the gnosis Nahida took from Scaramouche and then gives it back? The reader could probably be aware or not of what will happen afterwards..
Feel free to ignore this if you don’t want to!
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: ̗̀➛ ft. scaramouche x reader
: ̗̀➛ warnings: 3.2 spoilers, angst?
: ̗̀➛ a/n: decided to combine these two, hope the both of you don’t mind, (@imanislove here u go) sorry this is so short, lost motivation :,)
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worthless. he was utterly worthless. why couldn't he do anything properly? he couldn't even defeat the god of wisdom, supposedly the weakest archon. scaramouche laid in his bed of broken marble, his ears ringing from the impact. he felt himself struggling to stay conscious, until he saw a blurry figure dart by him.
there you were, in all your mortal glory, carefully holding a gnosis that sparked and flickered, stinging your hand just a bit.
"scaramouche?" a hand ghosted over his face, brushing away the dirt and stray hairs from his porcelain face.
"what are you doing here?" he asked, eyeing you with a look of disdain. he did not wish for you to see him in this state, his first follower.
"i brought you something." you opened your hand, revealing an electric purple gnosis. you saw his eyes light up, a shaky hand reaching to grab it.
"thank you." he felt a mix of emotions inside of him, ones that he would do anything to remove. he was happy, of course, to have it once again. but he needed a mere human to help him? pathetic. he did, however, take the gnosis in earnest, eager to get back inside the shouki no kami. the immense power he felt was one he longed to hold once again.
you watched him attach himself to his tubes once again, filled with an eerie-looking substance. guilt bubbled up inside your gut, was this really the right choice? kusanali would not be happy with this. but you wanted scaramouche to be happy over all.
the shouki no kami rose to life, towering high above your head. you scrambled out of the way, eager to avoid being stepped on.
scaramouche watched you from his perch, doubt clouding his gaze. he shook it off, telling himself that this was what he wanted. to him, you were just a mere tool, to be thrown away once he had no more use of you. ironic isn't it?
he knew that you were also a follower of kusanali. in his eyes, he saw this as betrayal, despite you being the first to worship him.
and for this treason, a metal hand came crashing down.
"you were foolish to ever give me power again."
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c6scaramouche · 1 year
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"Even if it means losing yourself, would you still want to become a god?"
"Hmph, those words almost make you sound like a friend who actually cares."
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gravityflops · 1 year
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WOAH WOAH WOAH STOP THE MOTHERFUCKING PRESSES
YOURE TELLING ME SCARA HAS UNIQUE LINES FOR WHEN HE DEFEATS EI IN BATTLE
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AND NO ONE MENTIONED IT TO ME??
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parttimeweeb · 1 year
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DUDE THESE SCENES ARE SO RAW WTFFFFFF THESE ANGLES THE BATTLE OF WITS
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