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caelumsaltator · 3 years
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“Don’t go where I can’t follow.”
                                                  “I’m doing all of this for you!“
Written by Kae ( @imaginaryboughkeeper ) & Carrie ( @caelumsaltator ) Promo Temple Credit: @jaynedits​ -- [ x ] Edited by: caelumsaltator
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@caelumsaltator​ liked for a starter || Abyss Princess
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“--Of course I have a real name. Do you think some idiot from Inazuma actually named me ‘Scaramouche’?”
He’s not really all that ruffled about it, but it’s more the attachments to that name that are a problem. Folding his arms across his chest, Scaramouche resists the urge to click his tongue when in the presence of the princess. Although....He doesn’t make any effort to hide the distaste on his face for posing such a question.
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championglider · 3 years
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@caelumsaltator​​​ asked:
Though she's completely underage, a special occasion counts as an exception. Kaeya may have given her a few spiked drinks to get her started. He's gonna keep an eye on her, fret not. He's used to being around those who are new to the world of alcohol. /From Kaeya. I'm sorry Amber-.
➼ | She may or may not have noticed that the Calvary Captain has spiked Amber’s Apple Cider as the Outrider was taking a moment to relax, let alone celebrate another victory and mission complete! “Woohoo--!~” With the adrenaline and sugar of the Apple Cider mixed with whatever Kaeya had slipped in her beverage, she couldn’t help but raise a glass with a laugh, putting a boot atop of the seat she was sitting on. Not only that, this may be the third glass of Apple Cider she’s drank--and he put alcohol in there.
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“Great work on that battle, Kaeya-senpai--!! Three cheers for Mondstadt, Three cheers for Outrider Amber!! Huzzah, hoorah, huzzah--!~” Now you’ve done it, Kaeya. You’ve successfully got one drunk Outrider Knight tonight.
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unladylikc · 3 years
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「 @caelumsaltator​ 」 — writes:
🍒  :    how much does my muse value companionship?  do they constantly keep people around them,  or do they prefer to be alone often?  do they have or desire to have many friends?  do they see every meeting as an opportunity to make a new friend?  
🥭  :    how important to my muse is their hometown,  or where they’re from?  are they proud of it,  or considered a hometown hero? did they move away,  or do they wish to?
still accepting → fruity headcanon prompts !!
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🍒  :    how much does my muse value companionship?  do they constantly keep people around them,  or do they prefer to be alone often?  do they have or desire to have many friends?  do they see every meeting as an opportunity to make a new friend?  
— Answered here!
🥭  :    how important to my muse is their hometown,  or where they’re from?  are they proud of it,  or considered a hometown hero? did they move away,  or do they wish to?
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Honestly, this answer is kind of verse dependent, because Vivian’s hometown does differ depending on the verse and we’ll be here all day if I talked about every last place she would hail from, so for this prompt, I’ll just talk about Vancouver ( which is her default hometown ) and Zinkenstill ( which would be considered her hometown in her Granblue Fantasy verse ). 
Now, as far as Vancouver is concerned, Vivian is admittedly fond of it despite it being the second rainiest city in British Columbia. Not only does it have many good places to eat from heck, even their vegan/vegatarian restaurants proves rather top notch, there is no shortage of public transportation you can take if you don’t know how to drive. It also has a huge Asian population, so rarely is she disciminated against for being Chinese; therefore, if nothing else, Vivian is proud she is from Canada and not America.
Considering Vancouver is a huge city, however, it’s unrealistic to expect everyone to have heard of her; still, I imagine she’s quite infamous at Langara College for being that one eccentric autistic woman who is from the the Library Information Technology program, which is comprised of lectures, field work, field trips, and workshops, which she probably made lots of lasting impressions on. 
Due to this, she is relatively well liked, but people tend to her admire her from a distance rather than up close, so she’s generally percieved as that ‘one cute Chinese girl who is out of everyone else’s league’, given how frequently she gives off the impression she prefers 2D characters. Currently, though, it’s speculated she might even be a lesbian since nobody has ever seen her dressing femininely. Well, regardless, Vivian is still living in Vancouver, but she does want to travel to Japan some day on account of the fact she is a big weeb.
In her Granblue Fantasy verse, on the other hand, she doesn’t have the biggest attachment to Zinkenstill and the most she does cherish about it is how it’s the place where she first met Djeeta/Gran and Vyrn. Honestly, the best memories she really has from the village is spending time with them, because Vivian was never really able to form that many emotional bonds or connections with people growing up, as she was constantly misunderstood and seen as different.
Of course, while they were never outright mean to her face, they did like to talk about how wierd she was behind her back, so Vivian never got the impression the villagers truly liked her. Frankly speaking, she just remained the outcast while Gran/Djeeta was the one who was percieved as a hometown hero. Granted, this does change once she begins accomplishing extroadinary feats alongside them during their adventures together, with the villagers eventually beginning to be proud of even knowing Vivian, but before that, their opinion regarding her isn’t all that great.
Either way, she did end up moving away when you consider the fact she did ultimately accompany Djeeta/Gran on their journey to Estalucia, so yes, for the time being, she’s no longer living in Zinkenstill; still, staying or settling down there doesn’t seem terribly appealing to her at the moment.
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goldenorder · 3 years
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Lumine: "Mr. Zhongli, my head feels funny..." Oh, she may be gone - the poor lightweight.
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Goodness. He rubs at his temples. How did this happen  – who let it happen? No, questions are for later. Taking care of her comes first. Putting his irritation aside (if only temporarily)  –  he pulls out a nearby stool. “Here, have a seat... I will go prepare some tea that should sober you well. It will only take a moment.”
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“...You still won’t reveal yourself to them? Not even to Rhinedottir.”
His back is pressed against a nearby tree, a fallen one that has long shriveled up and no longer bears any life. Perhaps it was just a little like himself, he mused rather dryly, glancing towards his hand that was still covered in that odd tissue that always returned with a vengeance, no matter how many times he tore it off flesh and all. An inevitable part of this curse, he supposed.
“They will only continue further down this path, Bright Herald. ....No, Bianca.”
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voidxred · 3 years
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ROBY---. OK but those swords are wicked bUT THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT!!
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ROBY...
LOOK THEY’RE REALLY FUCKING SICK AND MY HANDS LONG FOR THE COOL TOUCH AND WEIGHT OF STEEL 
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jinruinokyuseishu · 3 years
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@caelumsaltator​ 
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Puts Childe under life-threatening circumstances through Honkai exposure in an effort to force his Stigmata awake.
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steadfastcommerce · 3 years
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| “One day, you will be face to face with whatever saw fit to let you exist in the universe, and you will have to justify the space you’ve filled, Albedo.”
// starter for @caelumsaltator​
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"Mr. Tartaglia!" The call from the young child echoes in the orphanage with a bright smile. She's very tempted to run over and hug him, and begins to do so, but stops herself. Instead, she offers him a large smile, hands resting in front of her chest.
"Are you here for another visit?" He's been visiting quite a bit more as of late. It's a little strange, since Matushka seems a bit more, on edge? Was there something going on? The questions rest in the back of her mind, not wanting to ruin the moment. She's glad he's here! She is!! Any time with the man makes her day better than it was. Well, save for time she got with Broyna buuuut that's on a different level.
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“Well, if it isn’t Seele!”
Aaaaah, he can’t say he isn’t a little disappointed that she didn’t actually hug him. Ah well, he’s going to be here for at least a day this time around--There will be plenty of time for that later. That aside, Rozaliya, Liliya, and Sin Mal would most certainly make up for her share the moment he sees them. Resting a hand on his hip, he tilted his head very slightly with a lopsided grin gracing his lips, the other keeping a firm grip on the large bag he has shouldered. It’s nothing much, just a few....souvenirs.
Who is he kidding? They’re presents specifically purchased for the girls.
“What gave me away?” He teases, mischief sparking in his eyes as he feels a little bit of weight off of his shoulders. It’s been quite busy as of late, but not so busy that he can’t spare some time for the residents of Cocolia Orphanage. Of course, Cocolia herself wasn’t all that happy to see him, but it wasn’t as if the woman could entirely complain given his generous donations and the fact that he was quite popular with the girls.
“Of course. Now, where are Bronya and the others? They’re not planning to surprise me again, are they?”
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🔥 + blood play and why is Scara like this
Send me  🔥 + a word and I will write a NSFW headcanon for my muse. || Accepting
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Oh god does he adore it. Like. Way too much. Please have mercy on your poor S/O. He loves to see the scarlet trail down your skin, rivulets of red against flesh makes something snap in him that has him running his tongue along your blood, lapping it up and looking up at you with lips that are rouged by it. He’ll look beautiful, honestly, and that’ll be all you can think before he’s biting into your pulse to leave a mark. 
He loves leaving marks, by the way. A lot. He’ll leave trails of light ones where they can be seen, then darker ones where your clothing can hide it so you won’t bitch and whine at him for it. Though if you’ve gotten him in something of a mood, he won’t really care.
Also if his nails dragging down your back, raking across your skin draws blood? That’ll work him up a lot. Especially if it’s while he’s railing you, particularly when you’re bent over and clutching at the bed frame, wall, or desk for support. Seeing the blood rise to the surface from the open wound will make him ram into you even harder. 
There’s not really much to say aside from the fact that he loves the color? There’s quite a few accents of it on his clothing, and he even has it decorating his eyes. Seeing it on you? Divine. He’ll paint your skin with the color by biting, scratching, whatever it takes without hurting you too badly. He doesn’t want you to be injured after all. At least, not gravely.
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championglider · 3 years
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                          YOU’LL FEAR THE COLD AND CRAVE THE BURN.           
          [TEMPLATE CREDIT.] [PSD credit.]  [PERSONALS, DON’T REBLOG.]
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unladylikc · 3 years
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another story awaits @caelumsaltator​ ;;
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     “ Sorry, Siggy, I didn’t mean to stare. It’s just... welp, you’re very handsome, ” Vivian bluntly states. Of course, rather than flirting, she was merely speaking her own mind, because as far as she was concerned, Siegfried does happen to cut a dashing figure, which she’s sure most can attest to. “ Normally, I don’t pay attention to non-fictional men, but your face is super nice to look at. ”
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"Sir!" Came a cheerful voice from the hall. Clearly just coming back from patrol, slightly disheveled. More beasts rang on the outside of the boarders and threatened the people. Though she knows the others could handle it, she solo'd, but didn't mind. That never stopped Bianca.
"I was hoping to ---" but the words are cut off. The world begins to shift, flames licking at her back. She starts to turn, that cheer changing to stubbornness as she holds up her blade to block a string of attacks.
"Go, Captain! I can handle them! Get Rhine and Gold and get out of here!!!"
He taught her well in drills.
But not well enough to face the Gods that bore down their wrath. Not how not to out herself in danger when the odds were clearly stacked against her. How as the scene changes again, a loud scream is heard.
When Dainsleif wakes, there's a butterfly at his window. Gold in color, perched, as if watching him. It doesn't stay long, fluttering away back into the unknown.
As if to pay a visit to her captain.
He knows this day. He knows it far too well, for it’s a nightmare that has haunted him countless times in his immortal life. It had been a tense day, as it had been for months ever since beasts plagued their borders, since demands to halt the growth of Khaenri’ah had flooded in. They should have long seen this day coming, but they averted their eyes from the truth. Dainsleif knew that now, and could only feel horror building up within him at the sight of the bright knight running towards the fray with lance in hand.
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“Bianca--! Stop, you can’t fight them! Evacuate the city with the others--!”
No matter how he tries to run after her, his feet are firmly planted into the ground. Is he sinking into the polished steel? He appears to be, it was slowly dragging him through the ground despite how much he struggled to move, like quicksand. 
That scream had continued to haunt him the most above all, of all the horrors he had seen that day in the sea of flames.
“BIANCA--!”
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“....!”
Waking with a start in his bed, the faint glow of the golden butterfly at his window sill leaves him staring with wide eyes as the cold sweat drips down his skin. It’s a familiar, warm color, the same gold that decorated her sunkissed hair. Just as he reaches out to offer his finger as a makeshift perch, the ephemeral creature flits away as quickly as it had come, fading into the night as he finds himself releasing a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding.
Slowly, Dainsleif looked down at his gloved....Nay, his odd, silicone covered hand. This material, he’d have to rip it off for the umpteenth time, and likely take some of his skin with it. It hardly mattered, he would heal after all. He always did, no matter how much his body fell apart. That was simply the curse he had to live with. With a deep sigh, his hand closed tightly into a fist, with enough force that once could hear it.
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“....She’ll find you eventually. I wonder what you’ll think....Or perhaps you already know what has become of Rhinedottir and Alberich.....”
Closing his eyes, Dainsleif rested his head against the wall behind him.
“....What will you do, Bianca?”
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auricwings · 3 years
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@caelumsaltator​ sent  “It was my fault, really. I wasn’t paying attention and got hit in the face.” from Lumine.
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     aether doesn’t look convinced in the slightest as he pulls a cloth from his pocket to gently clean his twin’s nose. “you’re going to have a bad bruise; have you iced it yet?” of course it’s concern, undeniable in his voice. brows are pulled together with both worry and sympathy, one hand holding lumine’s chin in a gentle grip. he would swear he can feel her pain- it’s just one of those twin things, of course, but he’s sympathetic all the same. “how did that even happen?”
                                            ↳ blood and bruises || accepting
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jinruinokyuseishu · 3 years
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@caelumsaltator​ replied with:
Kaeya vc: At this rate, never, so stop stalling and go on ahead without me.
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“I don’t recall ‘having a significant other’ being on the list of necessities towards annihilating the Honkai, Viper. I appreciate the sentiment, but I have work to do. I’m not going.”
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